Chapter 4

"You have no idea how awkward that trip was," Masi smiled to the Pharaoh.

"I went fourteen days with out you! Fourteen days," he made it seem like it was the hardest thing in the world.

"I know, as I went four days without you," she hugged him.

He smiled, returning the hug, "From now on you are not allowed to leave the town!"

"What? Just because you want to sneak out and see me, I can't tell my father that I can't go on any errands because I suddenly know the Pharaoh and he said I'm not allowed to leave!"

"I know that," he tightened his embrace on her, " but a guy can dream can't he?"

"Yes, and you have the full ability to tell my father that. But you'll have to explain yourself to him."

"I know," he shifted his gaze to the moon, hanging directly overhead. The oasis beautifully lit with moonlight. "I want to take you to the palace with me."

"What?!" she turned in his arms, looking at him in dismay. "You can't do that! I'll get killed! You'll get killed. I can't!"

"Hmm. We'll see. One day, I will bring you to the Palace. Whatever the excuse." He captured her lips in the first kiss they'd shared since she left. Allowing the kiss to deepen, they didn't notice how close to the water's end they were; until they fell in. Still holding each other their lips parted until they understood what happened. Laughing it off they resumed their sensual dance of the tongues; they wouldn't let a little water stop them.

Once the water was reaching them through their clothes they decided to call it quits and separate long enough to get themselves out of the pool. Soaking wet they ended up laughing, remembering when they first met. They sat on Masi's cloak, allowing their clothes to catch some air, which in turn only made them colder.

After some good time holding each other, they realized that to sit outside dripping wet, wasn't the best idea. "You can come to my house," Masi offered. A slight nod agreed as they got up, draping themselves in their cloaks, and racing off to her house.

Once settling herself in some warm clothes she scurried around looking for some clothes for the Pharaoh. "I know I have some here!"

"Do I want to know why you have men's clothes in your house?"

"My father made me keep some, you probably don't want to know why," she tried to avoid it.

Pharaoh raised a brow, "Do please tell me."

"If I must. He's convinced that I'm going to have this guy come in off the streets and I need to dress him appropriately because of –" she refused to finish.

"You mean he's afraid your going to have a one night stand with some guy, and you need to be able to make sure he can dress and scurry away as fast as possible?"

She froze, confused as to how he knew so easily. "Yes."

"Well I promise I won't use you as a one night stand."

"I would hope not," she grinned. "Found it! Sorry about the wait!" She brought it over to him. Gratefully he took it from her hands, an awkward grin growing on his face. "I know it's not the fabric you're used to, but we don't keep Pharaoh's clothing."

"No, it's fine," he dug his face into the fabric. "It smells like you, that's good."

She dug her face in her hand, laughing. "You never cease to amaze me."

He walked into another room, changed and came back to see Masi laying comfortably on her bed, staring out her window at the stars above.

"You're comfy."

"I'm always comfy in my own house," she rolled over, smelling the fabric, imitating the Pharaoh. "Oh Amun! It smells like you!"

"Hah hah, let's all make fun of me," he sat next to her, looking down at her shining auburn eyes, he passed his fingers through her hair.

"I missed you," she sighed relaxing to his soft touch.

"I missed you too. Tell me again why it is that the day you get back from Luxor they make you leave for Aswan? Then make you leave for Cairo tomorrow? Is Seto doing this on purpose so I can't see you?"

"Does Seto know?"

"I haven't told him, but leave it to Mana to spill the beans," his hand continued absently playing with her hair.

"Well, you can walk across the street and tell my parents that I can't go tomorrow."

"Or you can play sick."

"You know I can't lie!" her eyes widened at the idea.

"I know," he pouted; he hated when things didn't go his way.

"Amun, you must learn to understand. If we don't do this, we'll cause you trouble. I couldn't live with myself if I caused you trouble. When I heard you and Mana that day talking about how you 'just had to see me' I started thinking 'I hope I'm not going to cloud his mind so much that something bad happens!' I was frightened Amun."

"I can understand that. All the more reason for you to be in the Palace!"

"No. You know I can't do that."

"But I missed you so much! I don't want you to leave again!" he pressed a kiss into her lips.

"I know!" she hugged his waist as best she could for a person lying on their back. "Besides I don't leave for Cairo until tomorrow night."

"I think tomorrow should run smoothly; I'll try and come visit the village."

"All hail mighty Pharaoh Atemu!" she poked.

"The man in love with a Jewelry maker's daughter."

The familiar deep red settled into her cheeks, she'd never heard this confession before. They joked around, for some time, not caring about time; finally their jokes and stories lulled them to sleep, Masi wrapped up in the Pharaoh's arms. Like that they stayed until the first sign of daybreak reached their eyes, waking them slowly. "Hmm?" Masika tried to remember what had happened the night before. She didn't remember the Pharaoh ever leaving. "Wait!" she gasped, noticing that whatever it was she was resting against had a constant rise and fall. She sat and turned looking into the face of a sleeping Pharaoh. "Amun!" she shook him awake.

"What is it?" he rubbed his eyes. His eyes widened when he saw the daylight. He mumbled a slight swear before bolting to the door. "I'm sorry, I'll try to come by," he ran back to the bedside, giving a goodbye kiss before dashing out the door in his cloak, riding away on his horse.

Reveling in the events that had just taken place, she got up, making breakfast, realizing that his clothes were still hung over the chairs. "That clumsy man," she laughed knowing that would be one great thing to watch him try and explain. Neatly she folded and hid his nice clothing underneath all of hers, where it would be safe before heading to the shop.

"Pharaoh Atemu!" Mana knocked on the door to his room, opening it slightly. "Where are you?"

"Shh!" she heard the whisper come from the balcony. He ran in and grabbed some of his normal clothes.

"What happened to your clothes?" she asked. Eyeing him up and down she grew an evil smirk. "Pharaoh!"

"It wasn't that! We were at my oasis, and we kind of, fell in the water," a blush grew on his face.

"Because you were making out weren't you?" she smiled.

"Shh!" he drew a curtain and changed behind it.

"Well Seto wants you at breakfast. Now."

"I'm coming. Tell them I'll be there in a second."

"Okay!" she sprinted off, shortly followed by a slightly disheveled and frantic Pharaoh.

"Don't mention any of this," Pharaoh called to the bouncy girl ahead of him.

"Wouldn't dream of it!" she smiled. "Then you'd stop telling me!"

They walked in, Pharaoh taking his seat at the head of the table.

"I hope you're feeling better today my Pharaoh," Shadah greeted.

"Yes indeed I am. I can't allow such a beautiful day to be wasted because I'm sick," he smiled.

"You'll be able to go down into the village all day if you wish, guard free," Akunadin announced. All eyes immediately glued to him.

"Well, there are currently no threats, Bakura's been spotted up by Aswan so we have no worries. Not to mention, we all know that no one in the village has any sort of anger or resentment towards the Pharaoh. I feel it would be okay. Is that alright with you Master Seto?"

"He should at least take someone with him," Seto didn't like the idea too much.

"I'll go with him!" Mana volunteered.

"Someone skilled," Seto emphasized his last word.

"Mana's training has much improved Maser Seto, I feel she will be just fine with the Pharaoh," Mahado interjected.

A slight grunt came as the only response and Muhado nodded to Mana, watching her beam with joy.

'Today may be better than I thought.' Pharaoh's features found themselves being graced by a smile and a complimentary blush.