Arideth-Sure Hotaru/Yugi, and Minako/Malik.
Pyro the Dark Angel-Sure, consider it on the list.
Sorkaofthewind-Minako/Seto, and Minako/Yami. Alright.
Hoshiko Megami-Yes, still going to do Ami/Bakura, and thank you, but I was using the Japanese name, but thanks for being concerned enough to tell me.
Saturn's Spawn-Hey. Yeah, the concept of caring so how is the story coming along?
Sailor Ra-(Chuckles.) Now Vegeta play nice. No problem, I am catching up on my requests now. Any more for me? Oh, and a tidbit, I think I am going to send you a preview of my Hotaru chapter story coming up. ;)
Yugi's Girl-Setsuna/Tristan, and Setsuna/Yugi? No problem. Some one else asked for a Sets/Yugi so check out the next chapter, and I'll write another for your request.
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Dedicated to Midnight Defender and his girl.
1Summary : Setsuna/Yami (AU) One-Shot
Does the Egyptian History hold more then is locked within in the maze of the mind? In the room where the floor collapses, what lays beyond. What would of the Millennium Key holder found if he could of continued? Yami feels incomplete, and seeks past his own traps to find out.
Vacant Time
The click of heels resounded in the empty hollows they walked through. Black boots following a rhythm that clicked with the buckles upon the shoe. A source-less wind breezed by moving the waist length coat toward the direction they walked. Memories echoed in his ear as he continued searching for the golden door with the Egyptian eye. Though it seemed to allude him if he didn't have to save anyone. Golden spiked bangs fell into crimson eyes of the past, for he had left his other half sleeping as he ventured into his own mind. The shades of black in his hair sank into the shadows along with the few red tips that could be seen. It had been a week since he returned to this world from his venture into his memory world. With his true name and power, but still there were small holes in-between his time in Egypt and the future now. What had happened while his conscious laid locked within the puzzle. Those eight years of awareness in the chambers of his own mind? He knew the answer laid behind that golden door, if only he could find it again. His journey continued, virtuallyunaware of other sources of power.
Garnet eyes gleamed as they watched the Egyptian Pharaoh travel his own mind, searching for the time forgotten. A strand of dark green hair fell into the vision and was brushed back by a gloved white hand. "It is time." was whispered, and the sought golden door appeared before the pharaoh.
A smirk chased his lips as his prize alighted in his vision. Reaching a tan hand out, he felt a rush of power as his fingers made contact, gently he pushed the door open. The room from the outer view looked the same as every other part. Bricked like the pyramids, and empty of any visual object. Yet, he retained the knowledge of the faulty floor, that would crumble away as soon as his foot made contact with the inner realm. He knew that this was a trap he had set to stop defiling his mind and tomb as it were. So he stood pondering how to deactivate his own trap. An ageless power wrapped around him and tugged him toward the inner chamber, and he resisted staying his ground. A spice unfamiliar in name, but yet familiar to him wafted toward him from the room, and he found himself falling into a trance. The heavy click of his boot shook him from the trance, but it was to late, he was in the room and the door had disappeared. Crackling alerted him to the state of the floor, and his response would of been to hop to the side of the room. However, a sultry, pleading voice stopped his natural response. "Trust." It whisper, and he stayed as the floor crumbled away, sending him plunging into the darkness of his mind.
Preparing himself to be falling forever, he began to float down, and his boots touched a velvet red rug. Walking down it, he open the familiar golden door, and walked into a memory as a ghost. His eyelids closed and he surrendered himself to his forgotten memories.
"ATEMU!" A female voice called out, and he felt himself spin around and smirk in the direction of the voice.
"What lovely?" He asked in his tone of innocence.
"Don't what me!" The female responded. "How could you do that to the foreign dignitary, putting.." She was cut off, by the hug that enveloped her into his shoulder.
"Now dear, you found it funny too.." He simpered, but his smirk refused to leave. Yami tried earnestly to force the fog of his mind to push away so he could see who he was hugging. However, his memories did not cooperate, and he felt his conscious shift from the scene.
"Memories last forever Atemu." the female voice was back again.
"Do they really?" He asked.
"Yes, though I fear of your dark prison in the coming years." She spoke.
"I know, but it is the only way to defeat him, is to seal myself into the millennium puzzle." Atemu answered.
"I know, but though memories last forever, I fear these will never be recovered." The female stated.
"Dear Time, you worry so, I promise to find you again, once I am free of the dark pyramid."
"Of course." She said and turned away. "Though I fear the millennium puzzle will be your memories tomb." She whispered beneath his hearing. He walked toward her again and hugged her. "I shall come with you." She told him.
"You can't!" He shouted.
The memory faded, but he knew more would follow.
"Are you sure of this?" He asked.
"Of course, my home kingdom has fallen." She answered him.
"Then concentrate on me, this isn't your magic." He stated.
"I know that." She hissed at him, and he chuckled. They both took one last look of the Egyptian Throne room, before they knew no more.
He felt the shifting again, and he ached to know who haunted his memories, and joined him within the puzzle.
"Darling?" He called.
"What?" was the reply.
"How long have we been entrapped here?" He enquired
"Five thousand and five years." She answered.
"Ah, only three more years until we breathe fresh air together." He spoke, he felt her shift and look down. "What is it?" He asked.
"Nothing, Yami." She answered.
"Is that what I'll be known by?"He wondered.
"Yes." She responded. 'This is what they'll call you, especially HER.' Is her thought.
"Three more years of just us." Atemu stated. She turned away. 'Two.'Is the thought not said by his female.
He felt the last shift, as if it was heavier, and he felt a sadness echo from within.
"No!" Yami cried out. "They cannot be reborn now." he denied her statement.
"I must guide them, especially my hime." was her answer.
"No, stay with me, let them live." He ordered.
" I cannot not, no matter how I wished too." She answered, tears could be heard gathering in her voice. "It is my destiny as a warrior, as the senshi." She reminded him.
"I do not care, you destiny is with me!" He pleaded with her.
"Perhaps, but my destiny is not my own, and yours will not be either." She explained.
"No, you're my destiny or there is none." He dead panned.
"Don't be naive, you know you cannot leave your light." She spoke. "It's not in your heart." She added.
"Don't be foolish, you are in my heart." He whispered back. "I have to go, she'll make you happy, you'll forget me." She responded, and a tear fell.
"No, no one could replace you.." He answered
"...Planet Make-up!" She cried out, her image shifting in bright light. She turned to him, and he could make out the garnet eyes he loved so. "I shall always watch over you, forgotten pharaoh." She stated and turned away walking into the darkness of the puzzle's magicks. "I shall always love you.." was her fading whisper.
"No S..." He found himself yelling out as he faded out of his own memories. "Anzu could never have my heart." Yami spoke aloud, and shimmered out of his own memories. "For it shall always belong to you." Yami stated and crawled out onto the roof of the Motou home. Looking up toward the moon that his love watched over. "My Setsuna."
"Someone call?" A female voice whispered behind him, and Yami turned on his heel to face the voice. "What?" She asked as he stared at the garnet eyes, and the long dark green hair. Stepping toward her, he lifted a hand up toward her hair.
"I've always loved your hair." He murmured.
"Atemu, you were always a charmer." She answered.
"Only for you, but the thing that kept my heart, even after my memories faded was those garnet eyes that haunted my dreams." Yami whispered.
"Sweet talker." Setsuna responded.
"Pluto, return to me?" Yami pleaded. Pluto glanced at him, her eyes sorrowful.
"It's not to be, I am forever to be the lonely guardian, and you belong to the Egyptian maiden." Pluto respond. He shook his head, and stepped closer to her.
"Is my destiny done?" He asked.
"Your time is vacant from the looms of destiny." She answered.
"Then I make my own destiny." He answered.
"Yet, I cannot." Pluto reminded him.
"Ask her." Yami ordered. Pluto shook her head, her eyes staring into his soul.
"You know not what you ask." She stated.
"Ask her, and take me with you." He ordered once more. Pluto sighed, and wrapped a arm around his shoulder.
"Very well." She agreed. They appeared into a crystal like throne room, and Yami shifted into his Egyptian Pharaoh form, while Pluto transformed into her princess form with her symbol glowing. They approached the throne and bowed.
"Who's this, Set-chan?" A lithe, kind voice asked over their bowed heads.
"My Queen.." She started.
"Setsuna, how many times have I said, call me Usagi!" The queen chirped and turn her attention to the bowing pharaoh. "Welcome, any friend of Pluto's is a friend here, what is your request?" She asked.
"Liege," He began.
"Usagi or nothing else." She reminded him.
"Ma'am, I ask of Pluto's freedom." Yami requested his head still bowed. He heard an intake of breath from the opposite throne but paid it no mind, as he saw slippers enter his vision.
"What?" came a male voice.
"Hush Edymion." The queen stated, and lifted Yami's bowing head in one hand, and Setsuna's in the other. "Now ask again where I can see your eyes's truth." She ordered.
"I ask for my love's, Setsuna's freedom." He responded, and saw the kind twinkle appeared in the queen's eyes. She magic a crystal covered schedule book and flipped it open. A small smile spread over her lips.
"I do not know what you mean, kind sir, for her time slot is vacant." She spoke, and watched the gaping commenced. "You are free my friend, now enjoy it, it's my last order as your queen." She spoke and opened her arms as Setsuna hugged her.
"You shall always be my Queen, Usagi-chan." Setsuna whispered, and stepped away. Yami bowed in thanks and stepped beside Setsuna as she transformed. He wrapped a tender arm around her waist as they vanished from the throne room and to the misty realm of the gates.
"Now what are you going to do since you are free from these gates?" Yami asked, turning his head toward hers.
"I don't..know." Setsuna remarked.
"I have an idea." Yami intoned.
"What?" She asked.
"This." he answered, and with a smirk, laid claim to her lips.
Hope you enjoy Vacant Time. I have many ideas to get down, so I'll be seeing you. Please review,
Much Care,
WolfchildBlazer.