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" No, Herani! You bastard-ahhh!"

Saheed fell to his knees, having received an unmerciful knee into his gut. Three of four large men circled him, preventing the teenager from running forward as he stood, winded, and made to advance. As two of the men held him back and the third, on Bakura's orders, punched the young man deeply into the stomach, Herani winced, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Saheed!"

The two men that were grasping her arms roughly shook the girl and pulled her with them, towards the sleeping quarters of Bakura. Saheed coughed up blood as the group of men departed and then fell sideways, blacking out as his head hit the hard and uncaring stone floor. Five months…that's how long it'd been since Kisara had disappeared from the sight of the Aralanti people, secretly being kept beneath their feet it in a cell fit for a prisoner. With her gone, there was nobody to oppose Bakura, who'd secured his post as their leader and things within the clan were changing drastically…women may have been treated badly before, but things were only a inch short of slavery now. Herani, due to be married next year had been chosen by Bakura to be his wife, though she was betrothed to Saheed and not even of age yet, the white-haired youth had discarded these age-old ways and was forging his own laws amidst the clan…

As news spread throughout the underground Aralanti base of Herani's abduction and Saheed's assault, Denian and Daknar retrieved their unconscious brother and brought him to the relative safety of the western section of the expansive cavernous base. As he sent Daknar to find his own fiancée and ensure of her safety, Denian took note of his other brother's injuries; a few scrapes on his arms and face, a large bruise on his temple and his breathing was ragged; probably due to the strikes to his stomach……… That violet-eyed bastard had hurt his cousin… had hurt Herani…and now his younger brother…Bakura had just over-crossed the line; enough was more than enough! As Daknar reappeared with his young fiancée, Kayreena, Denian told him what he needed done, then waited for Saheed to regain consciousness and told him aswell…the identical duo, despite themselves, looked to each other and grinned widely at their older brother's plan, then raised a hand each, summoning two portals and walking through them… as Denian went about carrying out his own part of the plot.

As he closed yet another financial report on Cairo, Seto Kaiba silently wondered how Yugi and his annoying little playmates had ended up in his house yet again…The Ishtars were also here, as Ishizu had been translating for him earlier as he'd met with the Egyptian prime minister…that had been a boring three hours. As the tall young man strode into the foyer of his extremely large house, he took note of how everyone had gathered in the cavernous welcoming hall; why couldn't they just all leave, instead of hanging uselessly around and nattering on and on…and on? As he reached the bottom step of the grandeur staircase, a new voice silenced the hall.

"Don't have a clue what Kisara saw in him…whattya you think bro?"

Daknar looked to his twin, who shrugged and smirked.

"Nah, but then again, not everyone can look as fit as us, huh?"

Seto spun and found his gaze to be resting on two individuals with sandy-brown hair and slate tinted blue eyes. Ishizu stepped forward and glared at the two, who didn't even attempt to hide their branding tattoos…Kaiba had a nagging sensation, as though he should recognize them.

"Who the hell are you?"

Saheed winced slightly as he laughed, lower torso flaring with agony.

"Ra above, he doesn't even remember us!"

"These are Saheed and Daknar, two of the most skilled Aralanti…"

Ishizu didn't know what to make of their sudden presence as she introduced the identical duo; though one of them, she was unsure of which it was, looked a lot worse for wear…as though he'd been in a fight. The Tombkeepers had long since been cautioned of these two brothers, though the duo had never really been engaged in a major fight…their skills proceeded them, as did their older brother's reputation. The one lacking the bruises laughed and winked at the young woman.

"Awwww…she put "skilled" before that word, thank you!"

Seto then recognized the twins, as two of the three young men that had initially come to Kar- Kisara's aid in the KaibaCorp lobby all those months ago…he then grew slightly angry, since then he'd thought very seldom of that girl and now she'd just entered his mind as easily as she had at the orphanage all those months ago…

"What d'you bastards want?"

"Haha; I didn't know pansy-boy could curse!"

Saheed laughed out loud, automatically mentally running through his extensive vocabulary of swear words, both English and Egyptian. Daknar then put on an innocent voice and took over from his twin.

"Now, now Kaiba…we like you…we've always liked you!"

Upon finishing that sarcastic comment, the duo looked about and began walking around quite leisurely, as though they were old friends, and not assassins sworn to murder the owner of this expansively large mansion. After a few minutes, the two threw themselves down onto a couch that adorned one of the corners of the greeting hall, not afraid to make themselves comfy, eyeing the Tombkeepers with amusement evident in their unusual-hued eyes. The Daknar began picking at his nails with an air of boredom as his twin began to whistle absently.

"What da hell ya want?"

As Joey spoke accusingly, Saheed looked up at him and laughed lightly, elbowing his brother lightly.

"The blond kid, didn't she go out with him aswell?"

Daknar nodded at his counterpart, a malicious smirk playing on his lips.

"Mmmm hmmm, well that's what Denian said to me anyway…pity she didn't stay with him, huh?!"

"Two right; blondie beats Pretty-Boy!"

As the incomprehensible pair began chuckling amongst themselves again, Seto felt his already-fraying patience thinning to its uttermost extent; these two Aralanti had the nerve to show up in his house, insult him and just lounge around as if invited as old-time comrades…but to insinuate that Joey Wheeler was a better catch than himself…

"What d'you annoying dweebs want?!"

"Ooooh! Hey Daknar, he does have balls!"

To emphasize his point, Saheed thrust his groin area forward in a suggestive manner, whilst his brother grinned and decided to get to the point, albeit in another smart comment.

"But sure, he must have balls…I mean, he did get Kisara pregnant…"

As he took a breath to swear at the duo, Kaiba felt the insult die instantly in the back of his throat; had he just heard them correctly?

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