Hathor
Disclaimer: I do not own YGO.
A note about the name of the title. I would like to explain the name I quoted from a book that I purchased a while back, and in its contents, there were a few pages that had different gods and goddesses for different cultures.
"Hathor/Hat-hor: Sometimes pictured a a cow-headed woman, Hathor is the mother of all Egyptian deities. The seven Hathors were connected with the seven planets known to human at that time. The sistrum and tambourine were used in her worship ceremonies. A protectress of women, Hathor also rules over motherhood, marriage, love and good times."
So, now that you have that knowledge in mind and can see my reasons why I used that as the name, on with the story.
Friday
Marik chuckled as he and Bakura left to pick up their respective dates, since they both lived in the same place. After picking up Tajra they went right on the next light while Bakura and Migita went left.
"So, after practically looking everywhere I found a place that is vegetarian friendly." Marik said.
"Good to hear." Tajra said over the roar of the motorcycle. Once they pulled into the parking lot and parked they went inside and waited.
"This place is more popular than I thought it would be." Tajra said.
"It caters to both vegetarians and non-vegetarians. And from what I hear, the noodles and vegetables are great." Marik chuckled.
"Cool." Tajra said. They continued to talk casually and intermittently while they waited until a loud group of men sauntered on in.
"Ready to have some of the fine eats Japan has to offer?" one guy asked loudly. Tajra and Marik both rolled their eyes.
"Tourists." They both muttered in Egyptian before smirking at each other.
"Hey boys, look, it seems as though the food isn't the only thing that's fine in Japan." Another chuckled as he walked over to Tajra. Three other walked over too while one other stayed back.
"Hello, my name is Jason, and yours would be?" one of the men asked in choppy Japanese.
"None of your business." Tajra said, not even looking at him.
"Uh, guys, I believe that she and the man next to her are on a date, so maybe we should leave them alone." One of the men said.
"Tony, shut up, you don't know anything. How do we know he's not a relative?" Jason snarled.
"Your friend is right. The man next to me is my date, so I suggest you listen to him." Tajra said casually.
"Then why doesn't he do something about it?" Jason asked, grabbing her arm.
"Because in our culture, violence is only necessary when defending your honor or someone else's. Fighting over a woman, likewise women fighting over men, is seen as immature. Now, let my arm go." Tajra said calmly.
"Why don't your date make me?" Jason laughed before feeling a sudden pressure on his arm, making it go slack and release Tajra. He looked up to see that Marik had indeed made him let her go, with a single nerve hit.
"Sir, a table is ready." the man said to Marik. Marik and Tajra walked off, ignoring the immature wolf whistles and cat calls from the men.
"The nerve of some people." Tajra said.
"They don't understand our customs and traditions. Just ignore them and they may get it." Marik said.
"I hope so." Tajra said.
"And, if they don't, we can just speak Egyptian." Marik chuckled.
"My, my Marik, you are still somewhat devious." Tajra teased as they took their seats and looked over the menu. Then they heard the loud obnoxious group walking over.
"Hey, look there. We gonna be sitting next to the hot chick and her date." One of the men laughed. Once the group took their seats Marik rolled his eyes.
"Looks like we'll have to go with your plan sooner than we wanted to." Tajra said.
"Looks like it." Marik said.
"Hey chickie, how about you sit over here and keep us entertained?" once man said, earning a laugh from all but one of his friends.
"I am so sorry." The one not laughing murmured, earning a small nod and smile from Tajra and a thankful look from Marik.
Unless stated otherwise, Tajra and Marik will be speaking in Egyptian.
"So what coven city did you come from?" Marik asked in Egyptian, earning looks from the noisy group.
"What form of Japanese is that?" Jason asked as they watched them casually talk.
"It's not Japanese." Tony said.
"Then what is it?" another asked.
"Ah, so you weren't too far from where I lived." Marik said in Egyptian.
"Not at all, I was only a couple of kilometers from Cairo." Tajra shrugged before taking a sip of water.
"I believe that was where the most notorious sorcerers lived and trained and grew up." Marik said.
"Yes, so it makes sense that a sorceress of my caliber would be birthed there." Tajra said.
"And it also makes sense as to why there is a prophecy about us." Marik stated.
"Yeah." Tajra replied before a small piece of paper was thrown their way. The looked over to the group of men.
"Hi, uh, what language are you speaking?" Tony asked hesitantly.
"One of three forms of Egyptian." Marik replied.
"We weren't asking you, we were asking the hottie." Jason growled.
"Thank you sir." Tony said before elbowing his friend.
"Are you trying to get us in trouble?" Tony hissed.
"No, I'm trying to get laid." Jason said.
"From the wrong source. She's obviously in a relationship, so let it go." Tony growled before looking over and seeing Tajra glaring back at them.
"FYI, I can understand English." Tajra said in fluent English.
"But…uh…how, and can he?" Jason asked.
"Yes, I can." Marik chuckled.
"How?" Jason asked.
"That is also none of your business." Tajra said before turning back to Marik and speaking in Egyptian again. Once they ordered their appetizer they continued to talk. They received their appetizer of garlic bread before they ordered their dinner.
"Both of you are vegetarians?" one of the men asked.
"It's none of our business Eric." Tony hissed.
"There wasn't a lot of meat in the area where we lived, and it wasn't accessible for us either." Marik said.
"So how did she get such nice…" Eric said.
"Meat has nothing to do with genetics moron." Tajra snapped while Marik glared. Yes, he had definitely noticed her attributes, but that was not all he saw her for, even though he and his friends joked about it, in front of them, she knew it was all in good fun and flirting. Once they finished up their appetizer, they waited for their actual meal.
"I can only imagine the pain you went through with that ceremony of the tomb keepers." Tajra said in Egyptian.
"Yeah. I couldn't even move for a whole week or so because of the pain. But let's get on a less depressing subject, though I do like talking to someone who can sympathize with me about traditions in our culture." Marik chuckled.
"Yeah. So, how's the business going?" Tajra asked.
"Really well. I'm glad we've hired some new people who actually know what they're doing. Not to mention Tristan, Bakura, and I work well together, surprisingly enough." Marik chuckled.
"Yeah considering." Tajra said with a smile.
"Yeah. Though we always get home covered in grease, but that's inevitable." Marik said.
"Well no duh." Tajra teased. Marik rolled his eyes at her, catching the other group with their phones out and trying to translate what they were saying.
"So how's work for you?" Marik asked.
"Hell. I make the best of it, but it's really difficult considering I work with a bunch of bimbos." Tajra said.
"How so?" Marik asked. Tajra went into detail about what they do and what they tried to do to get her fired because she got more attention from the men at work, even when she had never tried to get that kind of attention.
"Sounds like a typical American high school, which is odd considering we're in Japan." Marik said.
"Yeah, damn reality shows." Tajra glowered making Marik laugh.
"I've been thinking about taking Jetta up on her offer." Tajra said with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.
"What offer?" Marik asked.
"To be a model for her." Tajra said, smirking at his stunned expression.
"What exactly would you be modeling?" Marik asked as he took a sip of water. Tajra waited for a moment, not wanting him to do a spit take.
"Bikini's, underwear, her newest designer outfits, lingerie, you know, typical model stuff." Tajra said with a shrug, trying desperately not to laugh at the nice shade of red dusting over Marik's cheeks.
"If you really want to, go for it." Marik said calmly.
"I also get to keep most of the stuff I model." Tajra said, seeing Marik blush even more.
"Cool deal." Marik said in a less calm voice. Soon their meals were brought to them and they continued to talk casually throughout the meal.
"Would either of you be interested in dessert?" the waiter asked as he took their plates.
"Could you smear it on her?" Jason laughed from the other table. Tajra acted like she hadn't even heard a single word, as did the waiter. They made their order and went back to talking.
"Did you ever plan on being a model?" Marik asked.
"No, but ever since I met Jetta she's been practically begging me to." Tajra replied before noticing the men getting up and walk over.
"So what is this pretty little mouth saying?" Jason asked, his fingers touching her lips. She slapped his hand away and scowled at him.
"Oh nothing, just how much I loathe people who interrupt a fascinating conversation I am having with my date, and how it would be wise of anyone not to tick me off." Tajra said nonchalantly.
"In other words, get lost." Marik growled.
"But that language she's speaking is just so sexy, say something else." One of the men said.
"If your brain is this small I don't even want to know how tiny the head below the belt is." Tajra quipped making Marik bust up laughing.
"What did she just say?" Jason asked, knowing he wouldn't be laughing if she had been flirting.
"Nothing." Marik chuckled.
"Say it in English please." Jason growled.
"You're annoying as all hell and I'm about to call security on your stupid ass." Tajra growled making them all back away and take their seats. Once their desserts were delivered they ate and talked idly as the other opted to wait until the couple left. Once done, Tajra and Marik walked out, Marik paying at the front and headed for the parking lot, Marik went to get the motorcycle while Tajra waited by the entrance.
"Yo!" Jason yelled.
"We can hail you a cab pretty lady." One of the men said.
"But only you." Another said. Tony sighed.
"No need." Tajra smirked as the engine gunned to life, making them all jump. Marik pulled up, not even aware of the situation Tajra had been in, and handed her the helmet as she got on the bike and held his waist. Marik smirked at the shocked expressions on their faces, seeing that Tony was trying hard not to laugh at his idiot friends. Once they got to the beach, as Tajra had wanted to go there, and started to walk along the shore.
A/N Different part of beach than Tristan and Serenity
"So other than the complete and total morons trying to flirt with you, did you have fun?" Marik asked.
"Yes actually. I like learning about people, and I like that we have more in common than our messed up pasts." Tajra smiled, holding his hand in her small one.
"No kidding." Marik chuckled as they stopped to listen to the almost complete silence around them.
"There are two reasons I like the beach." Tajra smiled.
"Those would be?" Marik asked.
"One, it's close the vast ocean, the one I looked at when I wanted to get away from home, and two, it's where we met and I finally stopped being so damn critical." Tajra snickered as she rested her head on his chest, wrapping her arms around him.
"Can I give you a third?" Marik asked. Tajra looked up at him in confusion and opened her mouth to start but soon found her lips captured by Marik's. Her eyes closed as she let him kiss her tenderly and soon enough it was done. They parted with a smile.
"Yes, that would be a third reason." Tajra giggled as they started walking again. After thirty minutes passed by they realized it was late and Marik knew he needed to take her home. They ended their date with a kiss.
"Can we do this again?" Marik asked.
"I would like that." Tajra smiled before closing the door behind her and practically floated to the living room to find Migita in the same sort of emotion.
"Great date?" She asked with a quirk of her lips.
"Amazing date." Tajra said.
"Official?" Migita asked.
"Yes, but that should be obvious." Tajra snickered.
"Just making sure. Any problems?" Migita asked.
"Other than a group of jerks? No, and they left us alone after we left on Marik's bike." Tajra said.
"Things are gonna get weird around here." Migita said.
"No kidding, but I think we can manage." Tajra smiled as she walked over to her terrarium and pulled out one of her cobras, petting its head lovingly and chanting to her.
"Telling her not to bite any of our friends or boyfriends?" Migita asked as she walked over.
"Yeah." Tajra said as she kissed her cobra's head. Tajra said something before she placed the snake back into its tank.
"What was that?" Migita asked.
"Oh nothing, just thankful that for once, my life is on track." Tajra said with a smile before finally feeling tired and going to her room, needing some sleep for the hellish week ahead.
Finally done! Hope you liked it. Please R&R!