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Chapter Four
Bakura said no more about the book, wrapping it in a spare scrap of cloth before tucking it safely in one of the bags they had brought with them into the cavern. Ryou returned to silently pondering the wall carvings, images of ancient rituals long past dancing in his mind. Then a thought hit him. He reeled, wondering why he'd never thought to ask the question before.
"Bakura, what kinds of spells did your village create?"
"Why you wanted to go parachuting is totally beyond me Joey!"
The blond teen shrugged, grinning.
Or rather, he made as close a movement to shrugging as one can make while entangled in parachute strings.
"Seemed like a good idea at the time..."
Yugi and his freinds, or the 'geek squad' as they were called as Kaiba had often called them, had decided to visit Egypt on holiday. The pharaoh had been growing home-sick, and with no world-threatening foes on their case, it had seemed like a good idea.
unlike Joey's...
Yugi sighed to himself before making a move towards escaping his present entanglement. The difficulty in doing so was the Pharoah lying, tangled in his own strings, atop him.
"Pharaoh...could you please get off me."
" I'm trying, Yugi, but I'm rather stuck at the mom-"
A shriek was heard from above causing the three boys to glance upwards. Yugi and his yami immediately averted their gazes as Tea spiralled above them, one hand removed from its purpose of steering the parachute in favour of holding her skirt down. Joey stared dumbfounded for a moment, a blush tinging his cheeks, before a shadow dropped on top him from above, knocking him into the sand.
Tristan climbed to his feet, brushing himself off "Ha! made it." He glanced down wen he heard muffled growls. He stepped off of his friend," Oops. Sorry about that buddy, didn't see you there!" Tristan said, reaching down to help him to his feet. Joey slapped his hand away and scrambled to his feet
"Oh yeah, ya mook, I'll bet ya didn't!" Joey said as he leapt at Tristan. The two of them crashed to the sand once more and began wrestling.
Yugi rolled his eyes at his friends, sighing, "Well, that was fun...What do we do now?"
"I dunno," Joey said as he rolled off of Tristan, scratching some sand out o his scalp, "Grab a bite to eat?"
"I'm all for that," Tristan said, grinning, "I'm starved!"
"I Guess I am a little hungry..."Yugi said, "The guide book says there's lots of places to eat in Cairo."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's chow down," Joey declared, taking off, "Last one to the jeep pays for the food!"
Bakura looked at his hikari out of the corner of his eye "Why do you ask?"
"Just wondering..."Ryou shrugged as he ran his hands along some of the carvings, the care Bakura's father had put into carving them seemed to flow into his fingers, making them tingle. These were magic alright.
Bakura cracked his neck "Some were spells of healing, others for protection. Of course, there were quite a few spells of power as well."
"Power?" Ryou asked.
"Yes, Ryou, Power" Bakura said turnning to him. "Magic was something we knew could help us in emergencies. We wern't, strickly speaking, citizens of the pharohs lands. We needed to protect ourselves from bandits and other, worse things..."
"Worse?"
" Shadow Creatures, Ryou. Duel Monsters. Or rather, the creatures they're based on. We were often plagued by some fierce ones. So, we created spells of power to bind them, much how the pharoh's magicians did. Ours, of course, were stronger" he said with a bragging tone. Ryou's stomach growled loudly. Bakura wrapped an arm around his shoulder, "Come, let's go back to the surface, There's plenty of peaches just waiting to be plucked and eatten. There's nothing in this world sweeter than my mothers peaches, and fresh honeycomb."
"Honeycomb?" Ryou asked, confused.
"You'll see what I mean when we get back to my mother's garden. There's a hive in a hollow tree on the other side of the garden."
The group had headed back to the centre of Cairo and found a burger restaurant. Tristan and Joey had, of course, begun a contest to see who could eat their food faster. Yami was playing with hi milkshake. Yugi took a huge bite outo his burger. "How did people survive before burgers were invented?" He asked no one in particular.
His yami looked at him, amused "They hunted, raised cattle and grew crops."
"If your people raised cattle, how come I didn't see any steaks that time we whent into the past?" Joey asked.
"Because the universe hates you," Tea stated. Everyone, including Joey cracked up at that. The yami's laughter suddenly stopped. His eyes widened and wandered to the Millenium Puzzle.
Yugi noticed. "Pharaoh? What's wrong?" Yugi asked, concerned.
"The puzzle," he said, staring at it intently.
Yugi glanced down to the yami's chest, the millenium puzzle glowed brightly, unnoticed in the sunlight unless you were looking directly at it. He looked back up into the yami's crimson eyes. "What does it mean?"
Yami's expression was blank. "It means there's someone here with a Millenium item."
Tristan and Joey both glanced up, their mouths wide and burgers clutched in their hands. "Heh?"
Ryou laid on his back, his stomach full from the peaches and honeycomb. He gave a small burp. " Excuse me..." he said stretching "Oh, I don't think I've ever been this full in my life..." he said, "that was sooo good..."
Bakura let out a chuckle. He pulled Ryou's head into his lap where he sat, cross-legged. He poked his Hikari's slightly rounded belly teasingly, "I can tell. You little glutton."
Ryou pouted, "You ate more than me."
Bakura shrugged "I think it was more of a tie. We're both pigs. My mother use to say the fastest way to a mans heart was his stomach. Ra be damned if it's not the truth..."
"Mm-hmm," Ryou said, making himself comfortable on his yami's thigh. Bakura ran his hand through Ryou's hair. Ryou loved the sensation, it made him feel safe and secure. Something he'd always had trouble with before when it came to Bakura. The incident at the water hole had changed everything.
He looked up at his Yami. "Bakura?"
"Yes, Ryou?"
"Have you ever been in love?"
Bakura chuckled, "Why do you ask?"
"Just curious."
"Hmm...I can honestly say...No. I loved people in my past life, male and female; I've never really cared about the differences in gender. But, I was never in love with any of them."
"Never?" Ryou asked, suprised.
"I've never allowed anyone to get that close." The Yami said, continuing toying with Ryou's hair, "My love affairs were all the same. Brief, passionate, and more often than not, they ended unplesantly or one party or the other."
"Oh." Ryou said, "I see..."
Without warning, Bakura pulled Ryou into his lap and kissed him on the nose.
"Eep!" Ryou squeeked. He hadn't expected that. Bakura laughed at the noise. He stood and pulled Ryou to his feet.
"Come, Ryou. We have a long day ahead of us tomarrow. I'd like to sleep in my own room, if you don't mind. You can have my brothers's room if you want."
"Um, sure, I guess that'd be fine."
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Ryou fidgeted uncomfortably on the straw mattress, staring up at the ceiling. Cracks ran through the mud brick, dust occassionally falling in small clouds when a gust of wind blew through the village.
"I should have slept with Bakura..." he muttered. He rolled over, trying to get comfortable. His head spun with questions. Questions about Bakura's past. Questions about Bakura's vision and questions about Bakura himself. There was still a lot he didn't know about him...
Ryou eased his mind by telling himself he had plenty of time to learn.
"Yami?" Yugi asked as they headed towards the hotel they were all staying after hanging out at a local dueling club where Joey and Tristan had tried to show off to some local girls, much to Tea's irritation. "Do you really think that there is someone here with an item? How would you know where they are if there is?"
Yami stopped in his tracks, looking back to face Yugi. "I'm certain of it aibou. I've come to trust my instincts, and in the millineum puzzle. I don't know WHERE they are. But I'm sure we'll find out soon enough..."
"We always do," Yugi agreed with a nod.
"Hey, what're you two talking about over there?" Tea asked.
Yugi shook his head, "Oh...nothing Tea."
Ryou woke to Bakura shaking him roughly by the shoulder. He groaned "Ba-Bakura, what's-?"
Bakura's expression was grim. "We need to get out. Now."
Ryou was instantly awake. "Why? What's going on?"
"Sand storm!" Bakura said as he grabbed Ryou's bag from the other side of the small room. " It's big, and moving fast. The village may not be able to withstand it." Bakura grabbed Ryou's wrist and wrenched him through the small doorway. "The only place we can hide is the cavern. Hurry, Ryou!"
Ryou moved as quickly as he could, but Bakura still ended up half-dragging him down the still-lit tunnels. The door to his father's spell room opened without Bakura needing to draw blood this time. He pulled Ryou inside, and opened the spell book.
"What are you doing?"
"Looking for a spell to put up a barrier around the village..." he said, flipping through the pages, "let's see...HERE!" He inhaled deeply and began reading the chant
"Rmāl az-Zmn, Wtdfq al-Á al-Wrāʼ, Wdmj Lnā Mʻ al-Māḑy!"
A whitish glow began to surround the spellbook. Suddenly, the ground began shaking violently. Ryou grabbed onto Bakura,
"What's going on?"
Bakura grabbed the spell book," it must be a cave in! Hold on, Ryou!"
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The room continued to shake, stilling as the blinding light faded.
Bakura opened his eyes, "Ryou, you okay?"
Ryou opened his eyes,"I think so...but I can't see anything...The torches must've gone out..."
"I'll fix that."
Bakura muttered the light spell. The torches flickering to life. Ryou breathed out in a woosh that the chamber was intact."Well, looks like we're fine, Bak-"
he gaped up at the man he was clinging too. His skin was deep caramel. He wore wearing a red and white robe with a purplish shendyt. His hair was short, and one of his lavender eyes bore a scar. He was also far more buff than the previous person he'd just been clinging to, and easily a good half foot taller.
"Ba...Bakura?" he asked confused.
The man frowned, "What's wrong, is something on my face?"
Ryou slumped into the man's lap with relief at the familiar voice. He looked back up at him, a thought springing to mind.
"Bakura...You said you were putting a barrier around the village?"
"Yes?"
"What part of that spell requires a change in physical appearance?"
"A what?"
Bakura glanced down at the arm holding Ryou, his mouth fell open upon sight of the bronzed skin."Ohhhh. Um... Ryou, what do I look like?"
"You're tanned, muscular...short white hair and lavender eyes."
Bakura hmm'd thoughtfully.
"Oh! A scar! There's a scar under your right eye!" Ryou added, "A vertical slash with two horzontal slashes crossing through the part under your eye."
Bakura frowned. "Hold on a moment..."
Grabbing the heavy spell book, Bakura flipped through the pages to find the spell he had used. "Oh, damn it to Anubis!" he cursed.
"What's wrong?" Ryou asked.
Bakura sighed, shuting the book "I made a slight error..."
"What do you mean?"
"The spell I used wasn't a barrier spell. It was a TIME spell," Bakura said with an annoyed grunt as he shut the book.
Ryou blanched. " Bakura, where are we, exactly?"
Bakura stood, brushing himself off, flashing his favorite smirk. " I think I have an idea..." he said, "But let's go find out, shall we?"
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They made their way out of the tunnels. It was still night time, and the village was still abandoned, but a drastic change had taken place. Many of the houses, while empty and dirty, were still intact and livable. All they needed were a few repairs and some intense cleaning.
Ryou looked around in shock, "Wow..."
Bakura nodded to himself, "I was correct."
"About what? Where-no-WHEN are we?"
"In Ancient Egypt, Ryou." he said turing to him, "Somehow I've been restored to my original body."
"Original body?" Ryou repeated, looking up at the new, or rather, old Bakura. He was so tall and strong looking. This wasn't some teenager. This was the body of a MAN.
For some reason this idea made Ryou blush.
Bakura looked around, "If I remember correctly, the horde of treasure I've stolen over the years should be around here somewhere...Oh, and we'll have to find you some other clothes. You don't exactly...blend in..."
Ryou looked down at his Jumper and jeans. "I suppose you're right... Wait. Why would I need to blend in?"
"I won't be able to send us home without doing some research with the spellbook. In the meantime..."Bakura gave a smirk, "How would you like to see the Royal City?"
Yami sat in a low chair in the hotel room he shared with Yugi, unable to sleep. He could hear Tristan and Joey snoring through the thin walls of the room next door. Sighing, Yami let his head flop into his hands as he massaged his temples.
"The fates are once again disturbed my Pharoah."
Yami's head shot up to face the door, seeing a familiar face. The newcomer was dressed in a simple, sandy robe and a crisp, white turban adorning his head. The golden key around his neck glowed faintly in reaction to the presence of the Millenium Puzzle.
"Shadi." Yami's voice was quiet, barely a whisper.
"Yes, my Pharoah." he said respectfully, "I come because your help is once again needed to restore balance to the past."
"The past?"
Shadi nodded, the golden rings adorning his ears swinging wildly. "The Thief of the Millenium Ring ha-"
"Wait," Yami said, holding up a hand "Do you meanBakura?"
Yugi sprang up from the sheets at the noise,"Wh-what's going on?"
Yami turned to the distressed teen. "It's alright, Yugi. It's a friend."
Yugi relaxed as his gaze landed on the visitor. "Shadi? Boy, I'm glad it's just you..."
"Sorry to have startled you, my little friend."
"It's alright."
Yami turned back to the robed one. " Shadi, why do you need my help?"
Shadi turned from the diminuative teenager back to the Pharoah. "Bakura must be stopped before he alters history."
"Where is he?" Yami asked, his brow set.
Shadi bowed his head, "He has sent himself and the one known as Ryou into the time of your reign. I don't know how he did this, but knowing Bakura, he is sure to once again try to seek revenge for what happened to his people five millenia ago. This must be avoided at all costs. You and your friends must go back in time and stop him once more. I shall restore you to your original body."
"What about the rest of us?" Yugi asked, standing. Shadi held up his hand, "I was getting to that...You and your friends shall disguise yourselves as his servants, so that you may blend in and help the Pharaoh in his mission."
Bakura dug through the mountain of treasure, searching for something suitable for Ryou, who was currently examining his ill-gained wealth with wide eyes.
"This is amazing Bakura! I've never seen so much gold in my life! You did this all by yourself?"
Bakura grinned, He loved taking pride in the fact that his hoard rivaled that of the Pharaoh's himself. "That's why I'm the thief king, my little Ryou... Ah! This will do nicely."
He held up a white and gold tunic that, when worn, would go to Ryou's thighs. As well as a cloak, similar to his own, only it was blue. Ryou's favorite color. He slid down the heap of gold and held them out to Ryou, "Here, put these on."
Ryou looked at the offering, "Um..."
"Don't be so shy, I know your accoustomed to pants, but they're not too common in this country at this time. It's either a tunic or a loincloth-skirt. And I doubt you'll want to wear THAT.
Ryou sighed. "Okay, I'll change..." he said heading behind another pile of gold.
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Bakura stifled his sniggers as Ryou emerged from behind the gold a few moments later. He was clearly uncomfortable in is new apparel, and kept tugging the hem of the tunic down, as if hoping that by tugging the material, he could lengthen and cover his legs.
"Ryou, the tunic is not going to get any longer, no matter how many times you tug at it." He stated matter-of-factly.
Ryou blushed. "I just didn't think it would quite so short..."
"Well the robe is longer," Bakura snorted, unable to restrain his laughter at Ryou's pitiful attempt at an icy glare. "Alright, now come on." Bakura said straightening,"I believe I promised you a tour of the royal city."
Ryou beamed, despite himself. He going to see the infamous royal city with his own eyes, something he'd only ever dreamed about...
This was going to be great!
"How are we going to get back to the Pharaoh's time Shadi?"
Yugi had retrieved Tristan, Joey and Tea from their rooms to fill them in on the situation.
"Yeah! How're we gonna get back to the past?" Joey's Brooklyn drawl was heard from over by the mini-bar, where he'd taken a seat.
"Leave that to me, my friends..."Shadi said.
He held his hands to either side of the millineum key. It began to glow bright gold. Tea gasped as they were surround by a blinding white light, covering her eyes to shield them from the glow. Joey and Tristan yelled as the floor seemed to drop out from under them. Only Yugi and Yami remained calm. They seemed to be falling through a tunnel. Images flashed on either side in quick succession. Joey blinked
"Whoa...that's trippy..."
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As the light faded, they found themselves in an empty room surrounded by rich furnishings. Tea looked down at her outfit. She was wearing a light blue tunic that went to her knees, and gold bracelettes adorning her feet and wrists. Joey was wearing a similar tunic that extended to his thighs only. The hem, sleeves and neck were decorated by black and gold stripes. Tristan wore a long black and brown skirt with no top, and a gold serpant arm band on his right bicept. Yugi wore a plain white robe and cloak. Atem, of course wore the fine, elegant garb of the pharaoh he was. It was the same outfit he'd worn during their last time travel adventure.
"We're here..." he said, "What do we do NOW Shadi?"
Shadi's voice echoed as his see-through form faded away into nothing. "Remember, my pharaoh, you must stop Bakura, or the future you know will be lost forever."
And with that, he was gone.
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Joey tugged at the collar of the tunic he wore and Tristan was glaring disdainfully at his skirt.
"Ah man, look at me, I'm wearing a skirt..."
"At least something's coverin' your legs up," Joey muttered, "Look at me, I'm naked over here! Thank goodness I'm wearin' a loin cloth..."
Tea turned to Yugi and Atem, the latter having appeared in his throne by Shadi's spell.
"How are we going to find Bakura?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.
Atem placed a hand to his chin in thought. "Well... if Shadi sent us here in person and not just in spirit, I could, as the Pharoah, send people to search for him. Unfurtunatly, I wouldn't know where to look..."
"Did anyone else notice that Shadi said Bakura had Ryouwith him?" Yugi piped up from beside the throne.
Tristan and Joey's attention was captured with this.
"What?" Tristan said, gritting his teeth. Joey stomped over grabbing Yugi's shoulders.
"You mean that psycho dragged Ryou back in time to help him with his evil... err, stuff?" he asked.
"Shadi said they both ended up here." Yugi replied. Tristan joined them at the throne. " Bakura is evil. I wouldn't put it past him to use Ryou as a pawn..."
"Still," Tea interrupted, changing the topic before it prompted any arguments, "that doesn't help us figure out what we're going to do about finding them."
Yugi shrugged, "I guess we're just going to have to wait..."
Joey sighed. "Great...my favorite activity..."
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A tall man wearing a blue robe and matching hat entered the room. It was Seth, the ancestor of Seto Kaiba, and Atem's cousin.
"My pharaoh, there you are. We've been looking for-" he spotted the people standing around Atem's throne and made a confused face."Who are they?"
Atem stood, "Seth, these are some friends of mine." He tried to think of names that would be inconspicuous in this time period."This is...um...Yugi, Jou, Teana, and Tris."
Seth gave them each a short nod, pausing to study Joey for a moment before turning back to his cousin, "You have important business to attend to, pharaoh. Please, come with me."
Atem stood. Joey glanced at the others, "Why'd Ancient Kaiba look at me like that?"
The others just shrugged.
Ryou looked up at the large entrance to the royal city. It was almost lunch time. They'd been traveling since roughly Five A.M morning. "WOW..." he said, looking aroound excitedly, "It's so big here! Look at all the people!"
Bakura gave him an amused smile, "Impressed, Ryou?"
The hikari just continued gaping at everything wide eyed. Bakura and Ryou dismounted one of the wild horses Bakura had broken in, seemelyrecently, and left him near the gates, "Stay."
The horse neighed and wandered over towards the shade of the city walls. Bakura wrapped an arm around Ryou's middle and led him inside. "Welcome to the marketplace."
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Ryou looked at all the people walking or running from place to place. Children weaved through the crowds, playing their of the venders stood here and there with their carts or stalls, announcing their wares.
"Fish! Get your fresh fish!"
"Cloth and clothing! Finest quality in the kingdom!"
"Jewelry! Fine gold and silver!"
" Fruits fresh from the garden!
As Bakura stopped at one of the stalls to buy some breakfast (and likely steal while he was at it), Ryou looked around at the market with a delighted face. He wandered away from where Bakura had left him to look around at the hustle and bustle.
A primitive ball bounced against his leg. Ryou knelt over and picked it up. some children a few feet away waved.
"Hey, can you throw us our ball, mister?" a small boy asked.
"Sure," he said dropping it and giving it a kick, sending it flying over their heads. The children laughed and chased after the ball. Ryou chuckled and straintened. He looked around, and frowned when he realized he'd completley lost sight of Bakura. And with Bakura's reputation, he couldn't very well ask someone to point him out. Oh dear..." he said, a lost look on his face.
He felt a thin, hard hand tug on his robe. He turned, seeing a somewhat rat-like man with clean robes, but oily hair.
"Um...hello?" Ryou asked.
"Lost are you, young man?" He asked in a voice just as oily as his hair.
"Actualy, I-" Ryou started, but was interrupted by the man gripping his wrist in a suprisingly tight grip. "A young, pretty thing like you could get in trouble...Why don't you come with me?"
"I-I...U-um..." Ryou stuttered.
"Sorry to keep you waiting Ryou. Here, I brought you an apple."
Ryou relaxed, beaming as he felt Bakura's warm hand clasp his shoulder. Bakuraglanced over at the rat like man, " Thanks for keeping my freind company, but we'll be going now. We have business to attend to."
Bakura none too gently freed Ryou's hand from that of the now frowning man's and steered him away, keeping a tight grasp on his shoulder." WHy'd you go and wander off? You'd havewatch out for people like him, Ryou" he scolded in an annoyed tone.
"Why?" the boy asked.
Bakura heaved a sigh "Because I've seen his type before. He's a member of the slave market."
"The what?" Ryou asked, taken aback.
"He sells young men and women, strangers, or foreigners, like you to people wealthy enough to buy them. From the way he was looking at you, he'd have probably sold you as a bed slave."
"What?"
Bakura was tempted to snicker at Ryou's appalled reaction were it not for the anger, that had welled up inside him when he saw another person touching hisRyou. That was only now starting to slowly dissipate.
"Relax Ryou. As long as you're with me, no one will even dare think of touching you."
Ryou felt reassured, but continued glancing at the faces of the people passing, trying to gauge whether or not they were likely to attack him. However, his eyes rather suddenly found themselves staring at the largest stone gates he'd ever seen, the stone carved with intricate patterns and the likenesses of reigning Pharoahs. His mouth gaped open. Bakura, meanwhile, found himself glaring at the carved face of Aknamkanon, the last Pharoah to have ruled Egypt. Now his pitiful child ruled the sands...
He glanced over to Ryou and chuckled at the teen's captivation. "Honestly, Ryou. We travel back to the historic era of ancient Pharaohs and Thief Kings..." he smirked to himself, "and you find fascination in what is essentially a big door."
Ryou turned to him. "Where does it go, Bakura?"
Bakura's set his jaw, looking bored as he replied. "The palace. Domain of great Kings and wise leaders." His voice dripped with sarcasm. Ryou noticed the edge to his voice and decided to steer the topic of conversation away from that.
"So. What amazing sights are you going to show me of the Royal city?" he asked, smiling.
Bakura turned to face him. "There is oneplace I'm keen to show you. When I lived my life as the King of Thieves, I frequentlyfound my way past the guards and snuck myself into this city. There was always one place I loved to go."
Bakura grabbed his wrist and began leading him away from the stalls and vendors, following the wall that separated the city from the palace itself. "It used to be the Pharaoh's favourite place as well. But, well... let's say he stopped coming once he discovered it's true meaning."
Atem sat at the council the latest business on the state of affairs in the country. Yugi, Tea, Joey, and Tristan stood in the background,waiting and listening. Atem had insisted on bringing them. Seth had been hesitant, but had agreed in the end. Since this wasn't his memory world, all of his councilrs were still alive. The timeline of the true past had been unaltered by their last excursion.
"...And lastly, Pharaoh," Isis said, "My millennium necklace has shown me one of the nearby villages may rebel against the city. They feel our taxes are too high and their crops are not all they should be this year. What should we do? We can't afford a riot."
Atem panicked. It had been a while since he actually lived as Pharaoh. And his experiences in the memory world didn't count in this situation, since it wasn't relevant. Atem sighed. The council's eyes were firmly fixed on Atem, eagerly awaiting his response. After a moment, he spoke.
"We shall decrease the taxes for this year for all the villages."
The council stared at him blankly. Atem cleared his throat, "That should solve the problem of potential rebellion yes? If we charge them less in taxes then they'll be able to get by even if they do get paid less for an unsuccessful crop."
Kalim spoke next, voicing the thoughts of the other council members. "Are you sure, Pharaoh? The taxes have never once been decreased since before the time of your grandfather's reign."
Atem turned his attention to Kalim, a small smile on his face "Then perhaps it is time there were some changes...We do live in an ever-changing world do we not? It's time to make progress," he said, flashing a smileto the bearer of the millineum scale.
Mahaad nodded, " Well spoken, my Pharoh! I agree with the king. In these times, we must allow change if we are to continue our peaceful existance." He turned to the others, "Are we all in agreement? Our pharh has never steered us wrong before."
The coucil members exchanged looks. After a minute they all nodded. Seth stood, holding up his millenium rod "So let it be written! Scribes, take note of this for the royal records"
Two men on the other side of the room hurriedly inked some quils and obeyed. The others flashed him thumbs up.
Atem let out a breath
'Well. That wasn't so hard...'
Ryou's jaw dropped. It was the most beautifulul fountain he'd ever seen. Not that he'd seen that was constructed from polished, white-marble with gold inlaid into the stone otself, the reflections of the water glittering off the gold. At the very top sat a small, golden pyramid, carved underneath it were heiroglyphics. Ryou couldn't quite make them out . He climbed onto the edge of the fountain to get a better look.
"Power...in..." Ryou edged closer, "I can't make out the final word..."
"Power in Millennium." Bakura filled in.
"It's referring to the Millennium items?" Ryou asked
Bakura nodded."That's why it's my favourite place in the city. It's the one place that acknowledgess what they did. The place that reminds me of why I hate them." Bakura's eyes were burning a hole in the ground at his feet. Ryou climbed down to him, laying a hand on his arm. Bakura inhaled, letting out a long breath, his expression was dark. He suddenly seemed to remember his hikari. He shook his head to clear it and patted his head playfully, his expression quickly melting from darkness to his playful smirk.
"Ryou, I'm bored. Let's go steal something."
Ryou looked at him wide eyed,"Bakura, it's the middle of the day. Isn't that dangerous?"
"Not for the Thief King. And I know JUST what I want to steal. Some nice jewelry for you."
"But there's jewelry back in Kul-"
"I want you to see me in action." he said, " Besides. It's more fun to steal."
Ryou opened his mouth to protest, but was silenced when Bakura suddenly gave his butt a light pinch, "Or would you rather me entertain myself by touching every inch of that cute body of yours? Those thighs are just too tempting..."
Ryou blushed. He was secretly intrigued by the idea, but shook his head. " Oh, alright... Let's go steal something..."
"Good" Bakura grinned "Although... I can still play with you once we get back to Kul Elna..."
Ryou turned red.
"Bakura!"
Bakura guffawed, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and leading him away from the fountain, his hatred forgotten.
For the moment.
End of Chapter Four