Reachshipping (Priestess Isis x Priest Karim)

(Well named...this pairing is quite a reach.)

The orchards were in bloom the first day they met each other.

Karim was walking among the flowered trees, thinking about nothing except for the cool, constant presence of the Millennium Scales. He had heard that a newcomer had arrived to take the test of the Millennium Tauk. He considered going to see this newcomer, but the other Millennium Guardians were not allowed in the room while the test was being administered. More than one Item in the room could alter the affects of the test. He would hear soon enough if the hopeful had passed the test.

Sooner than he thought, it seemed.

He came around the path and paused. A figure stood ahead of him, silent and unmoving. Her back was to him – for it was a her, as could be told from the canvas dress that hugged her curved features. She wore a headdress, which flapped softly in the warm breeze. She stood so perfectly still that it seemed physically impossible.

His fingers slid to the Millennium Scales, wondering who this mysterious person might be. He thought he knew the faces and auras of those that were allowed to walk the gardens...was she an intruder? There was something fluid and strange about her aura, something placid and yet threatening. It was like the Nile, a powerful body of water that, although it appeared calm, could rise up and flood the land in an instant.

Before he could continue his train of thought, the woman shifted. Then she turned around to face Karim.

She was beautiful, with softly curved features, long eyelashes, and deep brown eyes. Her black hair peeked out through her headdress, seeming something even blacker now that the sunlight played across it. She spoke first.

"You must be...Karim," she said softly. Her tones were rich and velvety.

Karim inclined his head slightly.

"You know me," he said. "How is that?"

She pointed to the Item resting in his hand.

"You have...the scales," she said. She blinked, and her brow furrowed. "Please, excuse my rudeness. I am still...a bit dizzy from the magic's assimilation."

The sunlight glittered across gold, and Karim's eyes were drawn to the necklace that rest at her throat. It was none other than the Millennium Tauk. For a brief moment, Karim was struck speechless. So this was the newcomer, who had submitted to the tests of the Tauk? But she was a woman!

The woman shook her head softly.

"I see that I have surprised you," she said, and there was the hint of laughter in her voice. "Yes, indeed, a woman who has taken the test of the Millennium Tauk and succeeded. I must be quite confusing to you."

Embarrassment crept into Karim's chest. He should not have been so rude. What did it matter if she was a woman? The Millennium Tauk had chosen her, and the Millennium Items did not lie.

"My apologies," he said, bowing slightly. "I should not have been so uncouth in my thoughts. I am, as you have stated, Karim, the priest of the Scales. And you are?"

She, too, bowed to him.

"I am Isis," she said. "Priestess of the Tauk."

Isis...the goddess of magic.

It suited her.

A/N: Karim has no personality that I know if...so thus, crappy oneshot. Next is Razorshipping (Pandora x Yami no Yugi). Who comes up with these?