HIGH UP IN THE SKY
Author's Note:
I'm back. Is it good or bad? The idea for this story is simple, so it's easy to continue it. I like updating faster than usual for new stories
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
CHAPTER 2: ANGEL
And from the sky came the surprise for him. Quite a hard landing it take, and unfortunate for him (though it seemed to be the opposite for the surprise itself), it landed right on top of him.
Yes, right on top of our beloved prince of Egypt.
The impact sent him sprawling on the grass, and he coughed several times, his heart beating in a rate which felt ten times faster than normal. Something heavy was holding him down, and when he finally saw it truly, he could not hold a gasp.
The surprise was a girl, with chestnut brown hair and men's clothes. She blinked several times, cursing a little as she held her head, which seemed to be aching a lot, judging by her expression.
'Her eyes are blue,' Atemu remarked inwardly, watching the stranger carefully.
"Hey, are you okay?" he asked, his curiosity getting the best of him.
"Wha…?" the girl muttered, blinking again to clear her vision. An image started to clear itself from the blur that covered it previously, and she found herself staring into the most intense crimson eyes she had ever seen.
She immediately blushed. The young man in front of her was wearing casual clothes, yet they looked far more expensive than the usual ones she had seen. He was wearing a red cloak, and his hair was the strangest of all. 'His hair is multi-colored, for Ra's sake!'
"I asked you, are you okay?"
She immediately pulled away from Atemu, feeling unbearably nervous and, somehow, stupid. "Yeah, I'm alright!" she said hurriedly. "Sorry for that. I lost my grip up there. I thought I was no more."
Atemu frowned, although inside he felt amused. 'Up there?"
"Did you mean you just came from the sky?" he asked, smirking.
"Well, no! I mean, I was flying with my flying machine to the capital when suddenly there was a huge wind and I was knocked off of my ride!" she said, laughing. "I'm not an angel, am I?"
"I thought only angels who fall from the sky," Atemu said, beginning to smile. 'Who is this girl?' he thought. 'Surely not from around. I have never seen a girl like her in the capital.'
"I'm an exception, then," she said, smiling as she got up. "Thanks, and sorry. I better go to find my flying machine. It flew toward the desert, I guess."
"Wait," called Atemu. She was about to turn around and walk away when she heard him. "Do you have any idea where you are?"
The girl seemed to realize the fact, and she glanced around. She was in the middle of what she would call 'sand maze', for the walls of the labyrinth was made from solid sand stone. She was standing in a small garden at the very middle of it, and as sure as hell she did not have even the faintest idea how to get out from there. Then she saw it, a gleaming building not too far from the maze she was in. She glanced at another direction, and saw a huge wall, towering far above in the distance.
'Huge walls surrounding a gleaming building…,' she thought. Then reality struck her, and she immediately exclaimed, "My Ra! Don't tell me that I'm in the Palace of Egypt!"
"You are in it," Atemu said calmly, amusement trailing in his tone.
She turned at him, as if for a moment she had forgotten that he was there. "You are…?" she asked timidly. 'Please, Ra, I know that he must be a royalty, but please make him forgive me and let me live! I have fallen onto a royalty to be the least, for Ra's sake! I want to be a professional dancer, not to have my head unattached from my neck!'
"My name is Atemu," he replied.
'Atemu…. I know that name,' she thought. 'My Ra! What royalty! He is the famous Prince of Egypt himself!'
Atemu watched as the girl debated with herself. "What's your name?" he asked, still staring at her. 'She is…amusing.'
"It is Anzu, my majesty," she said, bowing low. Her heart was thumping hard against her ribcage, and suddenly she found herself hard to breath. 'Calm down, Anzu, calm down…. No need to be panic. Heck, like the hell! Who won't panic if their life is at the edge of being taken away!'
"Anzu…," Atemu tested the name on his tongue. He took another glance at the girl and realized that she was panicking. 'What did I do?' he thought helplessly. 'Am I really that intimidating to strangers as what Seth and Jou said?'
"You don't need to panic, you know," he said, an attempt to lighten the girl up. "It's not like I'm going to behead you or something."
There was relief when he said that, and he noticed it well. 'So that's the problem,' he thought grimly. 'People always seem to think that royalty can kill as easily as a serial killer do. A shame, really,' he sighed.
"Listen, Anzu," he said, his tone deep and serious. "I'm not someone who goes around and kills whoever doesn't obey me, okay? Do you understand that?"
"Yes, your majesty," Anzu said, her voice wavering a little at the end. 'So I'm not going to be killed? That's relieving. But surely he can just change my mind and put me into jail for the rest of my…'
"For Ra's sake!" the prince shouted in despair. "Don't 'your majesty' me, Jou! How many times I've told you that?"
Anzu looked up in surprise. "I'm sorry…, did you mistaken me with someone else?" she asked timidly.
The prince looked at her, seeming to be ashamed with himself. "Sorry," he said harshly. "Yes, I did. I just…, well, I hate it when people call me 'your majesty'. I'm not my father, for Ra's sake!"
"I know," Anzu said, her smile returning. "I know."
For a minute, Atemu felt himself returning to his childhood time.
TO BE CONTINUED TO CHAPTER 3
This chapter is a little strange, and Anzu and Atemu are unbearably OOC! Sorry, guys. Can't help it. I like writing this chapter, though.
Next chapter: actually, what happened in Atemu's childhood? Find out!
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Celon Ierith