The rain pelted her motionless form mercilessly as she stared up into the unforgiving sky. The Nile's water rose as the millions of droplets fell into its depths. She lay beside the shore, blood flowing freely from the hate-filled wound at her lower stomach. She knew that she was not long for this world. Far too much blood had been lost. She cursed her lot in life. To be so viciously violated in the very place that had been the setting for so much joy. She wondered if her beloved was harmed as she had been. She wouldn't wish it on anyone. She turned her head towards the water, watching the rain fall and listening to the quiet sounds. Her hearing was slowly dulling, so she figured that she would enjoy hearing while it lasted.

"Natori!" A voice called from somewhere. She was too far gone to tell where. But she would never be too far towards the light to not know the sound. Her beloved. Tears blurred her already fading vision. No… No! She hadn't wanted him to see her like this. Not while she still yet suffered. She could dully hear the screams in the background. She tried to speak, tried to tell them how sorry she was, but only blood filled her mouth.

"Shh! Don't speak my love, save your strength!" Her beloved told her.

She but smiled sadly. Nothing could save her now. She wanted nothing more than to have enough strength to tell them that she was sorry. She was so sorry for how they had to discover her. Laying on her back, naked, with obvious evidence of having been taken against her will. She wanted to apologize for the fatal wound to her stomach, that they would never see or hear her again. She was sorry for the emotional trauma she would cause them, but there was nothing she could do. She had not yet awoken. She could not heal herself, nor was her body immortal. Her beloved's tears dropped onto her face, and she could only watch his pained expression as he watched her leave him.

'I'm sorry…'

"Tori… Please don't go…" He begged.

'I'm sorry..!"

She shook her head, telling him that it was far too late for her.

'I'm sorry!'

"Tori! No!" Her beloved screamed as her eyes closed.

'I'm sorry…'

The last thing she heard was the collective screams of those that loved her, as the Gods finally had mercy on her, and released her soul.

"I'm sorry!" Natori cried as she sat up. She was still in bed, and her body was cold with sweat. The tears streamed down her face, and she wiped her eyes just as the room door opened.

Kasumi had walked in with a smile, that quickly turned into a frown as she rushed to Natori's side. "Are you ok!? What happened!?"

Natori shook her head. "Just a dream. Is it about time for dinner?"

"Yeah, did you bring that red dress?"

"The one with the roses at the bottom? Of course. You want me to wear that?"

"Yep! I feel like doing red tonight."

Natori nodded as she slid out of bed.

The doors to the grand dining hall opened, admitting the last two guests. The sound was enough to have all heads turn towards the two women that entered the hall. Eyes were wide, some in awe, others in jealousy. But their opinions mattered not to the two girls that simply entered the room in laughter.

Kasumi's hair had been placed into a curly bun with two strands framing her face. A gold headband tiara adorned her head as well. Her eyes were lined with red, making her emerald eyes pop seductively. Kasumi wore a red strapless dress. The top of her dress was covered with lace, and the rest of her dress flowed over her curves beautifully and had a semi-long train in the back. She wore gold accessories, and her lips were painted crimson.

Natori's hair was pinned to her left side and curled romantically so that it fell over her left shoulder. A simple silver chain tiara with a blood diamond hanging from the middle adorned her head. Her eyes were lined with white, making her amethyst orbs pop seductively. She wore a crimson dress. The dress was strapless as well, and the bottom part of her dress was made up of crimson roses. Adorning her shoulders was a long red lace cape that dragged beautifully over the floor. She wore diamond accessories, and her lips were painted black. Red lace gloves covered from her hands to her elbows. The two girls walked over to the table Yugi and his gang occupied. Yugi's eyes widened, and he looked down at himself. He only wore a simple tuxedo, and didn't feel as though he had any right to sit with people as gorgeous as Natori and Kasumi. He and Joey stood, and walked over to pull their seats out for him.

Kasumi giggled as Joey pulled her seat back. "I wonder what Seto would say if he saw you pulling my seat out for me."

Joey grinned. "Eh, let moneybags know that if he ever messes up, I'm waiting to take his place!"

Kasumi laughed as she sat down.

"You look stunning Tori…" Yugi told her, his face redder than a tomato. He pulled her seat out for her.

Natori smiled. "Thank you Yugi, I really appreciate it." she sat down in the seat, and Yugi pushed her seat back in. He even made sure not to ruin her cape from sliding the chair over it.

Both Joey and Yugi sat back down, and dinner began to be served. As the waiters came around with everyone's food, Natori looked around. Crowded places really did make her uncomfortable. She could handle small groups such as Yugi and his friends, but a crowded room? She was far from being that immune. She didn't think that she would ever be able to stand crowded rooms. She was just too sensitive, something she had gotten from both her mother and father. Even now, she could feel the different emotions of everyone in the room. They hit her all at once, and she fought to keep her mind from drifting into the endless sea. But it was a losing battle. She sighed as she mentally cursed her sensitivity.

"Natori! My love! The fates have brought us together once again!" A nasally voice called.

Natori shuddered as Weevil approached the table. She didn't need her abilities to be able to sense the lust from miles away. She turned her cold eyes on him, and discreetly tapped one of her heels on the floor twice. A long dagger slid out from the slot of her shoes. "Weevil." she addressed coldly. She hated people who couldn't take a hint, nor blatant denials for that matter.

Weevil leaned against her armrest and wagged his brows. "You look simply devine tonight my dear! Have you come to watch your man win this tournament?"

"You are not my man Weevil."

"There you go playing hard to get again! Isn't my girl just adorable?" Weevil asked.

Natori closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "You. Are. Wasting my time. And ruining my dinner that hasn't even been served yet. Get the fuck away from me, before I make you regret being born. You disgusting swine herd."

Kasumi snickered with a hand on her mouth. She knew Natori's temper all too well. Her fuse was very short, and it never took much for her to waste anyone. Weevil was pressing his luck for sure. "If I were you, I'd run while my legs were still attached to my body."

Weevil glared. "I wasn't talking to you! You insignificant whor-"

The impact of Natori's hand cracking across Weevil's face was something equivalent to a gunshot. The entire room went into a stunned silence, and nothing was heard save Natori's angry pants. Her eyes blazed almost white in her rage. Kasumi immediately clamped a hand on her thigh, stopping Natori from stabbing Weevil in his throat. She had heard the taps and the blade sliding out of her shoe.

"If you ever, and I mean ever… Call my best friend something like again… I will slit your insignificant throat and pull your tongue through your exposed, pathetic larynx. You insect." Natori growled at him.

Weevil backed away in fear, and then ran out of the room. Natori could be truly frightening when she needed to be, and he loved that about her. He didn't know how yet, but she would be his. Back in the dining hall, Natori covered her face with her trembling hands. Rage coursed through her veins like white hot fire. She couldn't believe that anyone would attempt to insult Kasumi. In front of her no less! The nerve! The audacity! She took another breath and released it through her mouth. Kasumi had worked so hard on her makeup, and she didn't want frustrated tears to ruin it.

Kasumi rubbed her back soothingly. "It's ok Tori."

"It's not ok. I'm beating his ass. The very next time I see him… I'm going to mop the floor with him."

Yugi wanted to say something, but he couldn't. Kasumi was also one of his friends, and the fact that Weevil had the nerve to insult her like that made him angry as well.

"He is very fortunate to have only been slapped. Something tells me that Natori has killed people for much less. She is extremely protective of Kasumi." Yami commented from beside him.

Yugi simply nodded. "Tori? I'm sorry. He shouldn't have insulted Kasumi like that."

Natori shook her head. "Those aren't your words to speak. You're not saving him from the ass whooping he's about to catch. But… Thank you."

Yugi looked away. "I… Didn't say that to stop you… I said it because… Well… Both you and Kasumi deserve an apology for that. I understand that you and Kasumi have that 'if you hurt one, you deal with the other.' kind of relationship."

Natori crossed her arms and leaned back against her seat, breathing through her mouth to try to calm down. She had a nasty temper. It was one of her more toxic traits. She dealt with a lot of anger inside, and a lot of people have caught beatings that weren't even meant for them. Weevil would not be one of them. He deserved all of the anger she stored inside.

Joey laughed. "Man! I'd sure hate to be slapped by you! That sounded like it hurt!"

Kasumi giggled. "I bet he feels like he got slapped by the hand of God."

Natori tapped her shoe, and the dagger retracted back into her shoe. "I need some air." she sighed. She stood to her feet and left the dining hall. She walked from the area entirely, and found herself on the balcony of the boat. She leaned against the railings, and let the wind brush against her. Wind… Her father's infinity. She smiled as she thought of him. Akiko Sukimori was not a man anyone wanted to cross. Even her other counterparts knew not to try him in certain areas. She had developed personality qualities from everyone in her family, even her older brothers. From her father, she had developed his constant need to think. Her temper, had come from all of them. She sighed, looking into the depths of the water. Water was the most common infinity within her family. The only people who didn't have water infinity was Pyro, Demetrius, her grand uncle, grandfather, her father, and herself. Natori, having not awoken yet, did not know what her infinity would be. She had two years until she found out.

"Good evening Natori, I came to tell you that our table has been served." a voice called from behind her.

Natori turned to see Yugi, only… It wasn't. His height was different for one. Where they were usually the same height, he was now taller than her. His features were more mature, and his eyes were crimson, like her brother's. "Who are you?" she asked.

He smirked. "I knew at least you would know the difference. I… I don't know who I am exactly. I either go by Yami, or Pharaoh."

"Pharaoh…" Natori tested the title on her lips. She smirked. "I like Yami better."

Yami chuckled. "I had a feeling that you would. Will you come back with me?"

Natori nodded. "In a minute. I wanna enjoy the scenery a bit more…"

I will join you in a minute beloved, I just wish to enjoy the scenery a bit more…

Yami's eyes widened a bit, but he quickly hid the emotion. "Would it be alright if I accompanied you?"

Natori smiled. "Sure."

Yami joined her at the railing, and let the wind blow against him as well. It was comfortable, standing with her. "Weevil was right about one thing though."

"And that was?" Natori asked, a bit hostilely.

Yami looked at her, and smiled. "You do look devine."

Natori rolled her eyes. "My father told me that I was the embodiment of our family's symbol, the onyx rose."

"Why would he say that?" Yami asked curiously.

Natori blushed. "He said that I was bewitching. A jaded beauty, seemingly solid but containing a multitude of colors within. He said that I was so beautiful to look at… So beautiful that people often miss the thorns."

Yami smiled. "I agree. That describes you perfectly. Tell me Natori, why are you going along with Yugi's plan? This isn't how you would usually go about things."

Natori sliced her eyes at him. "How would you know that?"

Yami shrugged. "I sensed it. You aren't afraid of reminding those who would harm your loved ones about the thorns you possess."

Natori sighed. "... Promise not to laugh?"

"I promise."

"I know that it is impossible, but I wish to see the world from Yugi's eyes. I wish to see where this path of nobility takes us… Should it yield results I deem to be better than the results I desire… I would speak to my family. Perhaps… There are better ways of handling situations than blood and death… But it is all that I have ever known. I wish to see if there truly are other ways to deal with evil."

Yami's eyes widened, and then he smiled. "I believe that you will accomplish that. Also, forgive me for prying, but Kasumi told Yugi and me that you are uncomfortable being alone with men."

Natori smirked. "I am not alone, Yami. Have you noticed the wind?"

"What do you mean?"

"Look around you Yami."

Yami did as Natori asked. There was a wind blowing around them, but he couldn't see anything else being affected by it. The flags weren't blowing around, and the waves of the ocean were normal. He looked back over to Natori, and his eyes widened. Standing in between them was a tall man. He had long sapphire hair and emerald eyes. He was the same complexion as Natori, and he was muscular enough to be able to block his sight of her completely. He wore a simple T-shirt and sweatpants, and his lips were as full as Natori's were. An onyx rose bloomed on his left cheek, and black henna raced from his wrists to his shoulders. The wind whipped about him the most.

Natori giggled. "Yami, this is my father. Akiko Yoru Sukimori. He always comes to me when I am alone or angry. He is the reason why I am comfortable."

Akiko turned to Yami. "Good evening. I appreciate you coming out here to inform my daughter of dinner and to check on her. I for one, do not like seeing her so angry."

Yami nodded. "I understand your feelings Mr. Sukimori."

"Will you walk us back to the dining hall papa?" Natori asked.

Akiko nodded, and escorted both Natori and Yami back to the dining hall. They hadn't run into Weevil on their way back, but Natori was grateful for that. Her father would've definitely held her back. She was going to beat the hell out of Weevil. Nobody spoke to Kasumi like that. Once they were at the door, Natori turned to her father with a bright smile. He rolled his eyes fondly, and pulled her into his arms. Natori giggled profusely, feeling safe and sound within Akiko's arms.

"Bye papa! Thank you for checking on me and for escorting us back."

Akiko chuckled. "Of course my love, you and your brothers know that I am always here for you. Is there anything you wish me to tell our family upon my return?"

Natori smiled softly. "Tell them that Kasumi and I are alright."

Akiko nodded with a smile. The wind began to swirl around, and he was gone. Natori turned to Yami, only to realize that he had reverted back to Yugi.

"Thank you for coming to get me Yugi. Shall we?"

Yugi nodded with a smile, and offered her his arm. Natori wrapped both arms around his, and they walked back into the dining hall.