Author notes: Hey sorry I haven't updated like I've said before I've had sooo much writers block! I'm sorry guys and I hope you still read my fanfics even though I won't blame you if you lost interest in them .( Anyways here is the next chapter to my yu-gi-og story hope you like! .

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Yami or any of the other characters in this story those right belong to some other people over and Japan and such so don't sue me! Muah 3

Chapter 9: Missing Emotions

"My lady the plan has been put into motion." said a servant as she entered Princess Isis's room in the royal palace. The dark room was only aglow with candle light Isis stood in front of her wall mirror as she looked at the servants reflection.

"I see. You must make sure Yami never knows." Isis said with a smirk. After all it is the little peasants own fault she had to get in my way. I've been looking forward to this throne all my life and I'm not about to have some goody two shoes take it from me. Isis turned to the servant and pulled out a rolled up scroll.

"Take this to the Bandit Bakura. Make sure no one knows of this venture." She stated as she handed the scroll over to the young servant.

"Yes my lady." The servant stated she left the room. Isis turned to the mirror.

"Oh poor little Anzu, she doesn't realize what kind of girls would kill to be with the bandit king after all they say he breaks a new heart everyday lets just hope it's hers." Isis said to herself as she gazed into the mirror.

Meanwhile back in Siwah. I was still flabbergasted as to why Bakura was smiling at me. Maybe he wasn't as bad as he seemed. However the more I thought about him the more my heart started to ache like I was missing a part of it. Was it because of Bakura or someone else and if so whom? My mind was exploding from so many unanswered questions. Suddenly one of the bandit's from the group walked into the room.

"YOU THERE GIRL! You are supposed to join Bakura for dinner." He stated to me with a snarl. He had the most gruesome face I had ever seen just looking at it made me wince. Suddenly he pulled out a dress of Egyptian cotton it was beautiful.

"You are to wear this and if you do not dine with him you will dine with the group wearing nothing but your own skin." He snarled imagining her body nude before him. I grabbed the dress from him with hast. His was enough to scare me.

"Please leave me!" I cried as I put the dress on the bed. The bandit turned and left me as I had asked. I looked down at the dress before. Why did I have these confusing feelings going thought my mind and heart. Something didn't feel right. However I just couldn't put my finger on it. My heart felt hallow and empty like the smallest thing could shatter it into thousands of pieces. I brushed my thoughts aside and began to get ready for my dinner with Bakura.

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Brit