Dreaming Sensation
Chapter Eleven: A Lost Friend
I don't own Yugioh. Chapter Eleven. Finally! This chapter took a long time of thinking. Personally, out of all my other chapters, this one is one of my favorites because certain characters start to reveal more about themselves. Hope you like it as much as I do. I might not continue the story for a long time due to other things. Nothing else to say but please review, I get lots of inspiration from that too! Just click the review button say anything and then BAM! An easy way to make someone happy. Lol. Thank-you reviewers:
Valinor's Twilight, Flamescythe, Celestrial-Goddess, bballbabe-1855, Landi McClellan, Valkyrie-Goddess, Black Magic Necromancer, Yu-gi-oh Fan, KittyCatGirl, Seiyaryu87, QueenofGames, JouVal-Yaoi-Fanatik, Isis the Sphinx, The evil waffles, and finally Fire Valkyria.
You all make me happy. (Cries and blows into Puffs tissue). If you need anything just ask. I changed the title again and if it doesn't make sense, in the beginning of chapter one (which I changed a little) Aku quotes "I dream of a sensation of my own" so that's how the title came to be! And now I'm never going to change it so don't be mad if you don't like the title, but anyway here's the story.
The girl stared at the palace, still dubious of her next move. It was night time and the darkness enclosed her. She moved her feet forward to the palace and approached the guards.
"Halt! State your name," one of the two guards responded.
"Aku."
"Sorry, we can't let you in."
"Why not?"
"It is the great pharoah's orders and it is not to let intruders in."
ER! Fine. Aku walked away and sat down from the palace's step. What should I do… She stared at the crowds and poorly built booths, presented different items. Deceiving gold and jewels, food such as wheat and wine contained in bottles of clay were sold everywhere along with others. Should I sell my items? She drew her eyes to her gold-plated necklaces and her beautiful woven clothing compared to other people's.
"Goodnight," the pharoah has said goodnight to his fellow friends and council, preparing to get a good night's rest. We will discuss more about this problem tomorrow."
"Goodnight," they all responded.
The pharoah preceeded into his parent's chamber now inherited to the son of Akunumkanon. He walked into his large balcony, in the back, designed Roman style like pillars holding up the foundation of the openning in and out of the chamber and overlooking the city's miraclous beauty that no one other than himself could ever see from such a view. His eyes ran down the palace spotting where Aku was.
"Who's that?" Yami questioned, stared, and immediately ran of his chamber, quickly walking down the stairs trying to get outside.
I think I should go now… Aku thought, standing up and walked away into the many booths dispersed everywhere. Yami appeared outside, seconds late after Aku had dismissed from her spot. He turned his head everywhere, still couldn't spot where Aku had went. Was that my imagination? Faced towards the guards and questioned them.
"Excuse me, have you seen someone sitting here?"
"Yes your highness."
"Do you know where the person has went."
"No your highness."
"What was is the person's apperance?"
"I'm sure she had light brown hair, tan skin, and had purple and violet eyes."
Aku… could she have been sitting here? "Thank you." He turned back to the booths and saw no familiar person in mind's site. Then he reluctantly returned to the palace.
Early Sunrise"GET OUT OF MY PROPERTY!" a old man yelled at a sleepy Aku.
"So-sor-sorry!" She quickly got up and ran away. This is just terrible… I can't get a decent sleep on the ground and I am SO hungry. The only thing to do is to sell my stuff. She thought. Placing her hands onto her gold and rare necklaces, she over took them off except the hidden cartouche that she still hasn't noticed up until now. She walked around and walked up to people asking if they wanted to buy her jewels. People absolutely were bedazzled by her rare and valueable jewels that she was selling to everyone.
"Young girl! Your jewels isn't found anywhere in these booths! Where have you gottne your hands onto these kinds of items?" A lady dressed in worn out clothes asked Aku eagerly.
"Um… Honestly, I don't even know myself!" Aku said laughing her insanity off.
"Wow! I'll trade youi these finely woven clothes for one of your golden neacklaces!" One man yelled out from a crowd huddled up near Aku.
"NO! I'll trade you five palm baskets for your Eye of Horus!" A lady said from another side of the crowd.
"Oh. Well I-"
"No, how about a trade with all your jewels with my beautiful jewels? Eh? Eh?" A eager man asked, cutting Aku off.
"SILENCE!" Everyone halted their chattering and silence and quietness followed after. "Excuse me!" Aku runs away in a flash from the lustful and jewel desiring hyenas.
Everyone in the gang were awake. They all gathered round at the same table where they all ate dinner last night. Everyone was chattering and talking excitely. Egypt. They all were finally here, altogether except for Aku. A converstation started among the group when Yami joinned among them.
"Hey any of you guys seen Aku anywhere?" Yami asked concerned.
"No," all of the group said in unison.
"I wonder where she is?" Joey said wondering. He looked up, eyes curved sternly, staring at nothing in particular. He furrowed his brows. "Could she be in danger? Or-or what if she was tortured? Or even… raped!"
Everyone, except for Yami, Femi, and Tea panicked much. Femi and Tea did, but they didn't expressed much of it and Yami refused to think of it that way.
"Don't be ridiculous!" Tea yelled.
"Don't worry. I think she'll come back here! She's a smart girl and she'll figure out where we can be." Yugi said faithfully.
Everyone looked at each other in concern. The pharoah is right, where is Aku? It's been a long time since she's came back to recognition with the gang. Femi's eyes shot to the direction to where her plate of food sat, which was in front of her. An idea drilled out of her skull and in a sudden flash, she shoots out of her seat and words slid out of her mouth. Enthusiasm was brought into the room as she spoke and she seem to direct her words to a particular person.
"I'm bored! Why don't we all get off our butts and go shopping! I mean look at this place! Just yesterday, I remembered that there were so many booths and tents filled with jewerly and clothes and so many other things. If were going to fit in the society mind as well buy the stuff that is currently selling in this country. So what do ya say? Wanna?" Femi urged.
Everyone turned to looked at each other's expression and they all agreed, but Tristan, who saw a girl he seem to have a little crush on and Yami, who decided to stay in the palace who stayed to work on his stragedy to get his Millennium Puzzle back to where it belongs. Everyone examined themselves before going outside to check things out and then they took off. Apparently Femi was right. After they've crossed the border where the big doors to the palace lies, many booths and tents were consuming the country, but they can't superior over the great sands of Egypt.
"WOW!" Femi yelled out.
"Yeah I know! Let's go!" Tea followed.
"Eh… I hate shoppin. Hey Yuge stay with me. Yuge? Yuge?" Joey looked everywhere and at last realized that Yuge was with the girls, manipulated by their happiness and excitement, and choose to go shopping and place his time with them. Decorous about Yugi's decision, Joey decided he had no other choice but to go shopping along with the girls though he knew for sure he'll be bossed around to hold the girl's belongings.
The two girls smile at every sighting of the beautiful hand crafted jewels and hand made clothes. Their minds swirled in fortune and richness of the ancient jewels and clothes. Yugi and Joey sighed boredly and watch the girl's enthusiasm grow.
"Hey Yugi," Joey spoke.
"Yea Joey?" Yugi replied.
Joey paused and saw a girl from a distance. A girl like Aku. He paused and shadowed his eyes to attempt trying to check if his instincts were right but the movment the person was doing was difficult for Joey to see. He shifted forward as Yugi watched him and turnned to look at the direction where he stared.
"Joey? Are you okay?" Yugi asked in a worried way.
Joey blinked his eyes and twisted to Yugi. "Sorry Yugi. I thought that I saw Aku."
"Where? Are you sure."
"Yea over there." Joey sligthly pointed, so that no one would think he was pointing to a particular person, to the direction where he had thought he saw Aku, but Yugi just responds back to Joey with a weird and look telling Joey he's weird.
"Joey, I don't see her."
"What?" Joey's eyes roll back to where he had just saw her. The girl to what he thought was Aku disappeared. Aku? Where are you…
Aku walked everywhere looking and thinking in unison to what she can do to earn money and survive. She continued to walk until she passed by a belly dancing studio like building. It was small and a woman, probably the teacher and owner of the studio was complainning and her rage seems to be directed to the ground. She stomped her feet against the floor and she struggled to restain herself from screaming like a mad man. She shrilly squeal under holding her breath.
Eavesdropping from her conversation with a girl, the teacher complained about her (the girl that she was talking to) absence, quitely meaning she is quitting.
"HOW CAN YOU QUIT NOW! Were almost done with your training for the dance! REMEMBER YOUR PLACE!" the teacher hollered but with that the girl leaves without question.
"Where am I going to find another lead dancer fot the festival of the gods? This dance was supposed to be especially for the pharoah to be entertained for and this dance is going to be presented for him SOON! I'll pay for anyone!" The teacher said to herself in disbelief.
AH! Now that's my ticket to getting inside of the palace! Aku thought as she eagerly approached her. "Um excuse me… not to brother you but I couldn't help over hearing your conversation but I'm a dancer!" She lied confidently.
The teacher seemed to give a smirk to her answer. "Well… if you say so. Come on in."
Aku follows after the teacher. She reconized her features immediately. She had shockingly beautiful silver eyes though she seemed a bit old for her to still be dancing. She continued to follow her teacher to whatever place she led her. Then the teacher quickly commanded her to stay in the middle of a room filled with other girls, Egyptian girls dressed in finely and gorgeous clothing made for the type of dance no other than belly dancing! Aku uneasily moved her eyes around the room as she figured out that she was facing a large wave of embarresment from experienced dancers. She was the center of attention and everyone seemed to give death glares to her they even looked prepared to laugh at her. In her mind she whimpered for mercy but she knew that this was her only choice.
"I want you to move your hips now!"
"Ah!"A blush of embaressment suffused over the hill of her nose and the flat land of her sun-kissed and almost tanned skin, but in command and she immediately shook her hips. She was stiff and apparently, a bad dancer.
A crowd of laughter activated and Aku even flushed more.
"STOP YOUR LAUGHTER! Miss…"
"Aku," she said finishing her sentence.
"Miss Aku?" the teacher had a perplexed expression as she looked onto her. Aku… where have I heard that name. She persisted to look at her once again. But she is a bad dancer though she even claims to be a dancer. Anyone who dances like that is a definite disgrace to the art of belly dancing. Her position is wrong, her steps are plain and uncoordinated, and her movement is very stiff. She faced towards Aku who seemed to never recover from her embarresment but she locked eyes with her in confident.
"I'm sorry Aku dear but your just not fit for my-"
"PLEASE LET ME IN! I WILL FOLLOW YOUR LESSONS, YOUR TEACHINGS, AND DO WHATEVER YOU WANT ME TO DO TO BECOME A DANCER! PLEASE! Please… please let me in…" Aku begged mercifully. She broke down into tears and brushed off her embarresment off her shoulders. Everyone subsided and watched the girl in silence. Tears dropped down from Aku's purple, violet orbs. She fell to her knees and placed her palms down onto the cold floor. A slight shiver ran though her veins but she needed to collect all her courage to face the wrath of a servant's life towards a belly dancer teacher.
The teacher gazed at her. Jaw dropping and a question appeared in her head but verbally spoke her thought out. "So why is becoming a belly dancer a high priorty for you?"
She couldn't tell her though it was a foolish motivation for becoming a belly dancer. She hesistated to speak her answer. "Uh-um… I-I my mother had desired eagerly to become belly dancer but her dreams were shattered as she died unexpectantly from a… a eternal illness of the mind. Then she had told me once…" her tears seem to disappear but the hurt from her words seem to remain within her. Her story seem to have an effect to her. "if I ever die and my ability to create those dreams are impossible, you are to create those dreams for me…" She lied. The teacher stared at her and some sympathy flared. "And-and that's why I need to be a belly dancer. So I can have a meaning in life. Please give me a chance."
"Okay. Fine but you are to be tested before you are to join this group. Our reputation is NOT to be messed around with. We are the best belly dancers around this country and we don't want some old, stiff rag to be dancing along with these girls!" The teacher whined.
A smile and a top of happy tears were all what Aku responded back. "Thank-thank you!"
The teacher smiled forcefully and spoke once again. "First, I'll assign you with one of my students and she will teach you the basics and some advance steps to dancing. After learning them, you are to master the steps and master position and the movement. Remember… this is a goddess dance and any woman is to feel enchanted and comfortable when doing this."
Aku nods in praise.
"Okay, now we'll start with your training soon, but first, Kira."
Kira, the girl in green locks advanced forward with a smile on her face. Sku immediately reconizes her durning her current life but she seemed to not recognize her.
"Kira with be your trainer now and with that, get to work!" The teacher hollered excitely.
"Yes!" Aku smiled.
Kira signaled Aku to follow her but in a suddent he teacher interrupts. "Oh yes Aku."
"Yes?"
"In case you have any questions, my name is Miss Nakia, (in Egyptian meaning beautiful) but you may call me teacher."
"Okay," Aku said still wearing her smile. Her eyes were still red from her crying but she had much joy expressed.
"Oh and Aku," Miss Nakia called.
"Yes teacher?" Aku said facing her again.
"I haven't properly introduced you to our dancers but it doesn't matter. Welcome to our group Aku," the teacher said smiling back. Once she heard those words, she (Aku) tried with all her might to stop herself from crying again.
"Th-thank-you."
"Okay c'mon," Kira said. "You're not going to officially get in if your just going to stand there and cry," she harshly commented.
"Sorry." Aku followed right after Kira and into the light of hope. Now back with Yugi and the gang, Joey's answer about carrying Femi's and Tea's belongings become a true happening. Joey and Yugi were dressed from top to bottom with jewerly, Egyptain clothing, and fragrances to try on. Joey and Yugi both smelled good.
Joey took deep breaths and spoke to Yugi, while walking after Tea and Femi, whose shopping spree never seemed to end with money. "Yugi, are you having fun?"
Yugi sighed. "I'm having a lot of fun Joey!" Yugi says sarcastically.
"Wow… I can't believe you," Joey responded with a little laugh. Yugi laughed along with him.
Meanwhile with Tristan, he fixed himself to look good for a particular he had interest in. He inhaled large amounts of air before drawing near the girl. The girl was one of the pharoah's servants and her eyes were embossed in shimmering ocean color pearls. Her pupils were adapting to the color white so much that they've mixed in blue swirls that seem like irresistible candy mints. Her clothing were tattered like any other servant and she sweated like a pig due to the heat of the sun and the amount of work she was doing. Her coarse, coppery brown hair flowed in the tiny breezes that occasionally pass by her weary body, though she cherish every single one of them, the fact that barely any breezes even fly in Egypt.
He walked towards her and bent down next to her, noticing that she was scrubing the floors with a thin cloth even though she tried cleaning the floor, dirt would just gather up in the cloth and disperse itself into random places on the floor once again. As Tristan's presence was finally sensed by the girl, she uneasily and slowly looked at him.
"Hey uh-um… so you need help there?" Tristan asks in a rush.
"What?" The girl shyly said.
"You need help?" Tristan repeated.
"Ah…" she stared at the field of hard ground in the palace. In fact, she really did need help and only two other girls were helping her, but in fear, she might be punished by the pharoah for asking help from a local civilian. "Not I don't."
Tristan looked at her confused. He expected her to say yes but instead, ends up in an irony. "Really? Are-are you sure?" He insisted again.
She looked at him in anger and exasperation. "NO!"
In shock Tristan stood up and walked away instantly. Whoa… damn I messed up again. He thought sadly.
The pharoah Yami sat in his room with a paper in front of him. He stared at it a as if he was focusing all his attention on it, trying levitate it. What can I do to stop Bakura's reign of evil coming into Egypt's boundaries…
While Yami thought his heart out, a man came in, dressed in a long, butterly colored skirt and a skirt gold covered, sharp cuffs from the ends of his shoulders. His hair was masked over with a long cloth worn over his head, maybe used for shade. He possessed grayish eyes and somewhat blackish color mixed with the gray creating a feel of dullness. Strands of regular, brown hair ran down from his long covering hat. He checked over the pharoah and spoke over the silence in the room.
"Pharoah."
Yami discontinued his odd staring and turnned to the man, his loyal and trust-worthy servant and Priest Mahado. "Yes?"
"The council is in need of your presence and knowledge," Mahado confirmed.
"Very well." Yami takes off and into the room where the council awaited him. Filmilar faces appeared in the area including Isis, Kaiba, and Grandpa who is the Grand Vizer. "What is the problem?"
The past Seto spoke among the group. "Great Pharoah, rates of tomb robbing occurences have increased in a significant amount. Many of us debated on whether we should reinforce safety among temples and shrines which can also help protect local civilians living nearby-"
"But! Increasing more protection can weary our guards when we may need them in unexpected troubles the most! Remember the pharoah has already lost his puzzle which means a plot is probably creating for assault. We must not!" Akunadin, the secret father of Preist Seto and possessor of the Millennium Eye.
"What shall we do pharoah?" Isis openly spoke.
Yami thought for a moment and spoke his final answer. "I agree with Akunadin but also with Preist Seto, but we may need guards for more important situations. When we figure out solutions with the most prominent problems, we shall strengthen for more additional troops."
"The pharoah has spoken." Akunadin praised. Everyone was finally dismissed.
Pharoah remained in the room alone and sat in on a chair, stared at the ceiling and back to his hands, covered in golden rings and braclets. He wondered around his mind, with so much to do and very little time and the only thing on his mind that seem to be the most prominent problem to him was the worry of his lost friend Aku.
The Dance Studio"Okay well I'm going to be your trainer. My name is Kira. I can be harsh so you better pay attention!" Kira strictly said. Aku gazed in fear and only nodded. "Good. Belly dancing here emphasis on power and balance. Soon you'll learn other techniques and more difficult stances and movement. You'll be using your core, your central muscles in the diaphragm and in engaging these musles, your movements will come out smoothly. Now I'll show you the basic stance."
Kira presents her stance to Aku. It was heavy through the hips, feet were pushed down onto the floor. And from the hips upwards, pulled up, sphine and neck lengthen to as much as she could do, head held high and the shoulders pulled down.
"Once you've mastered this stance, you should feel the energy flying up from the floor and through your feet, through your hips, and the very summit of your head. An interesting concept about this is that you can really push up from and down into the floor. A lot of other dancer rely on the floor for support and actually, your drawing energy, drawing the dance up from it. The dance is rooted and grows within you.
Tiny hand and arm movements will be introduced in a circle pattern. Then engaging the core, you will circle your diaphragm in a very subtle loop. Keep the diaphragm lifted and the shoulders down. Lock the hips down, pubic bone heavy and pointing down. These movements are feminine, effective and easy. Did you get all that?"
"Yes Kira," Aku responded nicely.
"Good. Now I'm going to make you circle your hips again and this time, your going to do this right."
Aku flushed in embaressment again. Kira visually shows her the correct way while speaking to her how to do it. "Try a double circle with one hip bone – like drawing a figure 8 on its side. Push your feet hard down into the floor – like you are stepping on your car pedals. These tiny, undulating movements all come from the floor, although if you get the movements right, nobody's going to be looking at your feet! All these moves are tiny and that posture you mastered at the beginning should still be intact in everything you do. Now you'll need to learn how to turn, but some turns have a flick of the hip added at the end which makes you look sensational and will give you a taste of the higher levels of the dance. Okay, well let me see you do some hip movement Aku."
"Um… okay…" Aku fearfully tried again and once again it turned out horrible.
"Ugh… here. Do the basic stance, you have forgotten already."
"Right." Aku places and secures her feet onto the ground.
"Good now move your hips," Kira commanded.
Aku did in command once again except this time she did it right.
"He good job. Now you practice that and I'll go get some stuff for you to wear," Kira walks away but Aku suddenly asks a question.
"Kira!"
"What."
"Can I be in the festival dance of the gods?" Aku asked.
"What? You be in the dance of the festival of the gods? NO WAY!"
Aku stared sadly at her.
"Sorry but you can't. You must be a experienced dancer before you can perform the dance assigned on that day and anyway, only two people can't perform in this dance so don't you think about getting in it because you don't stand a chance unless you can't move better than them."
"Who are they?"
"It's me and Miss Nakia."
"WHAT?" Aku couldn't believe some old person was going to dance for the pharoah.
"What do you mean what?" Kira asked confused.
"I mean… nothing." Aku's happiness and embullience faded away. She had fallen into the pit of despair and darkness where no hope seem to flare or no reach of contact with anyone is miles away. Kira looked at her and then began to question herself and a thunder of surprise shock her when she saw the Millennium Circlet worn on Aku's head.
"Hey, where did you get that circlet?" Kira asked eagerly.
"Why?"
"I'm just asking."
"I don't know."
Aku… could she be… She continued to gaze at her and then attempted to ask another question. "Are you sure your name is Aku?"
Aku looked at her infuriating and thinking that Kira was taking her as a stupid person. "YES! OF COARSE!"
Kira's face stepped in shock as if a hurricane of wind just blew pass her face. She immediately clamed down right after. "I'm sorry, I just thought-"
"Why do you ask?"
She took a sigh and deeply breathed into the air. "I'll tell you but you must keep it as a secret. First let's sit down." They both walked inside of the dance building and sat down onto some coloful pillows. Then Kira began to speak again. "Aku… I've lost a close friend a long time ago. Her name was Akusaa and she was the daughter of a famous pharoah. She wore the same circlet like the one you're wearing right now and for sure I remember it's the same one. Akusaa and I were best friends because my family were servants to Akusaa's father so I had to constantly work every single day of my life. Minute I had and every second, every second was always wasted on some type of servant like works. I never had time to have fun or play with anyone. Then I had forgotten about my parents and how they looked like, snice I was so young and before they've died under the hands of her father when they tried sneaking some food from the kitchen to feed me and themselves. So then I was alone and they only thing that stayed with me for the rest of my life was the work I had to do but not until one day, the lady princess Akusaa came up to me and asked me if I wanted to play with her. I looked at her weirdly and feared that I could get caught playing with the great and royal diveness but after she urged me on how I wouldn't get caught, I played with her. That was the first time I've ever have experienced the meaning of fun and the definition of love. She taught me belly dancing and that's how I became who I am right now but I was never better than her. I was always eager to finish my chores so I can go learn more and more with the girl and then as years passed by we became best friends, like sisters, even though she had others she can be with. I grew up with her and she protected me from the king and feed me food and blankets whenever I needed some. She was really generous and kind and I never wanted her to leave me not until the day she fled from the palace. The problem was caused by her father when he had arranged a marriage with a certain guy. I can't remember his name but he was a terrible person and according to what Akusaa had explained to me. The boy was known for his money and for his lust for woman and apparently his eyes laid on Akusaa. The pharoah wanted her to marry him only because of his money and thought her life was be brought up in a blissful type of life. I told her not to leave the palace because it would be far more dangerous if she had to leave but she disobeyed my orders and never returned."
Aku glanced down at the floor and sighed. "I'm sorry." I thought Kira was a bad person and I didn't know she had a kind heart durning the past life. She's a kind person after all even though she nearly killed me in a coffin.
Kira smiled at her. "Hey. It's okay. You kind of remind me of her. You're a somewhat shy person but inside, your heart's will is strong and tough, and you're a bit silly!" she laughed.
"Hey!" Aku whined. "I'm trying!"
"Okay fine. Now why don't you take your massive amounts of jewerly and wear these scarfs and coins around your neck and waist. I'll give you the main clothes later."
"Okay," Aku takes off her jewerly and puts on the required clothes.
"Hey Aku," Kira called sternly.
"Yes?"
"You want to be in the dance of the gods?"
"Yes Please!"
"Okay, you know what, I'll teach you the movements and everything only if your that willing to do so," Kira happily said. "Even though I'm not supposed to do this…" she muttered.
"I'm ready!" Aku smiled.
"Oh Aku, go get the small table over there. Your going to learn balance if you want to be in the dance of the gods." Aku fetches the table while Kira irresistably checks out Aku's jewels when she spots Aku's hidden cartouche. She quickly grabs it and reads the Egyptain text written on it. Kira's pupils shrink and she finds herself spinning back into her mysterious and tragic past. Her hands trembled and released the cartouche from her grip.
Akusaa…