Warning: More sex, and some friendly Yugi-bashing. It might have a slight YGOTAS quality to it. I started this chapter on a serious note, and then got silly overplaying Yugi's innocence.

Music Lover's Alert: "Africa" by Toto

Chapter 31 Meanwhile, in Egypt…

"Why? Did you suddenly decide you wanted kids or something?" Ishizu snorted in indignation.

Yugi's wife was a tall, proud woman with azure eyes, long black hair, and olive skin. However, her skin had gradually lightened over the years due to the fact that she wore the modest garments of a Muslim woman every time she went outside.

"Um… I thought that maybe you might want kids," the petite man with tri-colored hair and violet eyes answered. He looked down at the dirt floor of their humble home. Yugi and Ishizu were technically nomads, taking their canvas tent from one archeological site to the next all over Egypt. However, it was still home. They had become so efficient in taking down their tent and putting its furnishings in the exact same places that they had been before that they became comfortable with their surroundings and developed habits like any normal family.

Ishizu snorted again. "What gave you that idea? Don't you see that there is no room for kids in here?" Ishizu flung her arms out to gesture at the size of the tent. She had a point. Their small double bed took up most of the tent's interior, and the containers that held their clothes, books, and tools took up what little space remained. The containers doubled as tables and chairs where they could do their research and eat their meals.

"It's just that we've always slept in the same bed, so I always assumed that someday you wanted me to… impregnate you?" The twenty-four-year-old virgin blushed.

"Shit, Yugi! I don't want kids!" A beautiful golden eye gleamed from a necklace at her throat. It served as a warning signal to her when the other millennium items were in danger of being discovered. Six years ago, when she and Yugi were both students at Cairo University, it had told her that marrying Yugi and pretending to be a Muslim in public was the only way they could ensure their privacy under the university's strict codes about males and females living together while taking courses. At the time, the necklace informed her that she could trust nobody other than Yugi to keep the items out of Bakura's hands.

Now, it was silent. This frustrated Ishizu even more than Yugi's offer to have sex with her for the first time after six quiet years of marriage. The necklace showed her only what it wanted to show her. Sometimes, she could coax visions out of it by concentrating, but such bits of information always proved trivial. She had no inkling of what would transpire between her and her husband. It made her feel insecure, powerless that she knew so little about her own destiny.

She let her anger get the best of her, and yelled at her husband in frustration, "If you want kids so badly, divorce me and go marry someone who actually wants a bunch of needy rugrats running around. I'll find someone else to guard the millennium items with me!"

Yugi curled into a little ball on the bed, hugging his knees to his chest. "No," he said softly, "no."

"Why not? Go on! You're still young. You can get any woman you want. Just get out of here. I'll be fine without you," Ishizu said, glaring at him.

Yugi bit his lower lip. This had not turned out at all like he expected. Ishizu had always been more affectionate toward him than he was toward her. He thought that she would be pleased when he told her that he finally wanted to make love to her. He thought it would bring them closer together, not drive them apart. A tear slipped down his cheek as he choked out a series of words that he had never before uttered to her. "Ishizu, I l-love you."

Ishizu froze with one hand suspended in the air and the other hand on her hip. Her jaw dropped open, and she stared at him for several moments while gears clicked and whirred in her head. At last, she said, "You really mean it?"

Yugi nodded.

"When did this happen?"

"I don't know. I loved you just a little more every day, I guess. Now, I can't imagine my life without you," Yugi admitted.

Ishizu sat down on the bed beside Yugi and took his head in her hands. She kissed away the tears at the corners of his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, Yugi. I waited so long for this day to come that I did not believe it when it finally arrived. I've been a fool, and I beg your forgiveness. Can you see it in your heart to forgive me?"

Yugi's whole face brightened and his sweet violet eyes shone with happiness. "Yes! Ishizu, I'm the one who should be apologizing. I didn't mean to offend you or anything by suggesting-"

Ishizu cut him off with a long, slow kiss on the lips. When she finished, she said, "Wait here," and got off the bed.

Yugi watched in fascination as she opened a deep aluminum storage trunk and dug around in the bottom of it. She finally pulled out a white tube that was tapered flat on one end and had a screw cap at the other end. "Does my breath stink that badly?" Yugi wondered out loud.

"No, silly. This is spermicide. You see, I really do want to have sex with you. I just don't want kids."

"Wow! When did you get that?" Yugi asked in amazement.

Even though corporate law mandated that their products be made available all over the world, some local customs still held strong. Religious shopkeepers tended to keep contraceptives hidden in the back room until they expired. When law enforcement officers asked why the contraceptives were not on display, the shop owners told them that there was simply no shelf space available and gave the officers a generous "tip" for keeping the streets safe. Only shop owners in deep financial trouble actually sold contraceptives, and usually they were snapped up by wealthy priests and other religious men who wanted to keep them out of the hands of the public. In Egypt, a woman wearing a burqa had a snowball's chance in Hell of obtaining contraceptives.

"One of our novice diggers last year was American. We got into a conversation about birth control. The thing is that he was too chicken to use this stuff without also using a condom because of all the diseases over here. So, I dueled him for it," Ishizu explained.

"Why duel? Why wouldn't he just sell it to you?"

Ishizu lifted her long linen dress over her head, revealing a set of plain cotton undergarments and a fabulously toned body. Her ragged bra barely held her ample breasts, and her panties were somewhat tattered. She looked like an Amazon, wild and free. "He was a horny fellow. When he found out that I wasn't getting any either, he got excited. He offered to use this stuff on me. Since he knew that I was married to you and that I wasn't fucking around, I guess he figured that I was a safe bet as far as diseases went. He was cute, too. I have to admit that I was tempted."

"So, why didn't you do it with him?" Yugi wondered.

Ishizu touched the golden eye at her throat. "He would not have kept his mouth shut. He was an arrogant braggart. Besides, dueling him put him in his place." A broad grin crossed the Egyptian woman's face as she recalled the look on the American's face when she took the last of his life points.

Yugi's violet eyes glowed with interest. "What was his deck like?"

Ishizu saw a little bulge forming inside Yugi's trousers. She lay on the bed beside him and started talking in a low voice about the duel while she undid his trousers. By the time Yugi's dick was free, it was as hard as a rock. She continued talking about the monsters she had played while she applied the spermicide, and Yugi grew even more excited.

"What happened after he destroyed your Agido?" The young man asked.

"Shut up and do me."

"I thought it was, 'shut up and duel me,'" Yugi said, confused.

"It's both. If you do me now, I'll duel you later," Ishizu teased as she slipped off her panties.

"Really? Cool!" Yugi said. He mounted her clumsily and rammed his dick inside her.

Ishizu gasped in pain.

"Did I hurt you? Are you OK?" Yugi asked.

"I will be. I think my hymen grew back. Just keep going."

"I have no idea what you just said. Can we duel now?"

"Yugi!"

"What?"

Ishizu flipped him over on his back and found that his cock had gone soft. "I wasn't done!"

"Oh, Um… Let's have sex while we duel, then," Yugi suggested.

"You've got to be kidding me." Ishizu rolled off the bed and started rummaging through their kitchen supplies.

"What are you doing? I thought we were going to duel!" Yugi called after her.

"I'm trying to find something that would make a good dildo." Ishizu pulled out utensil after utensil, but found none of them satisfactory. They were all too thin, too short, too thick, or too sharp. However, looking through several almost satisfactory tools gave her an idea. She went to her box of personal care items and pulled out her hairbrush. "Bingo!" she exclaimed.

"What's a dildo?" Yugi asked, "Can it help you win a duel?"

"No, but it will keep my hymen from growing back. I'm not going to wait another eight years to have sex with a man; I'm going to have sex with myself!" she declared firmly. Ignoring Yugi's endless stream of questions, she got back on the bed, closed her eyes, and inserted the handle of her hairbrush into herself with a contented sigh.

Yugi eventually realized that it was pointless to keep talking when his wife was not listening to him, so he stopped speaking and began to watch. He had seen her naked plenty of times, but he had never seen her put anything inside her vagina before or touch herself when she was not bathing. Periodically blood would seep out her and she would wear cotton pads inside her panties to catch it. During these times, she was irritable and unhappy. However, she seemed very happy now. She pushed her hairbrush in and out of herself with one hand and stroked the loose folds of hairy skin around it with her other hand.

As Yugi continued to watch, his hand wandered to his own bush and he explored the area he had been told not to touch. Pleasure slowly built up inside him as he watched his sexy Egyptian wife writhe on the bed and his penis became erect again. He started stroking it faster and harder, and his arm began to ache.

Ishizu opened one eye, and was pleasantly surprised to see that her husband had gotten hard again without focusing on duel monsters. Yugi blushed and kept going. If it was OK for his wife to touch herself, why wouldn't it be OK for him? Ishizu grabbed her tube of spermicide and applied more. Then, she swung one leg over her husband and gently directed his hands to her breasts. Yugi had never felt anything so soft and delightful in his life. Being raised by his grandfather from birth, he had missed the opportunity to suckle as an infant. A real breast felt so different from a rubber nipple. At first, Yugi felt them through the holes in her tattered bra. Then, Ishizu unhooked it for him and let it fall away from her body. Yugi watched in fascination as her nipples crinkles in response to the sudden cold air. He ran his fingers over them and found that they were hard, much like his cock.

Ishizu slipped her hips over his and engulfed him with her warm womanhood. This time, there was not any pain. As she worked herself up and down on top of him, they both began to swear profusely in the Egyptian desert heat. However, it bothered them little because they were accustomed to working all day under the blazing sun.

When Ishizu was finally satisfied, she collapsed on top of him and kissed his neck and collar bone, tasting the salt on his skin. Being taller than him, she had to slide her whole body down along his so that she would not scrunch her spine. She rested her head on his chest, and her feet hung over the edge of their mattress. They drifted off to sleep this way, not bothering to cover themselves with sheets or blankets. For the first time in their marriage, everything felt perfect.

Closing Note: In case anyone didn't catch on, I implied that Ishizu popped her cherry at least eight years ago, but I didn't say how. It doesn't really matter how for the purposes of this story. However, if anyone would like me to write a one shot on it, please send me a few ideas of what you would like to see in the reviews! I'm not currently inspired to write that story, but maybe with a little motivation…