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A/N: I’m so super pissed at my brother… he shut off the
computer and deleted this whole chapter that I had begun, not to mention some
of the other stuff I was working on so now I’m super pissed!
Ahem…anyways, I kinda realized something about A/Ns. It seems like what you get in Manga, with the
writer/artist leaving commentaries about their chapters and such, because they
give you their opinions and such (not that you always want to hear them.)
And I’m glad some of you read the warning…I feel sorry for
those that didn’t. Don’t say I didn’t
warn you! I always wanted to use that
scene in one of my stories, and I’m glad I finally did, and in that context
too, it would have been scary any other way, not that it wasn’t scary already! And no, I don’t think the questions will be
answered this chapter, at least I don’t think so, but I think next chapter it
may be more so…
Duel of Love
Chapter 6: Trouble
Yami
I awoke the next
morning groggy and tired. I remembered…
everything. Everything that happened
last night, up to the worst of it I remembered.
This was why I had tried to distance myself from her, this was why…
Damn! I couldn’t control it! I should have fought against it; I should
have tried something, anything! I picked
myself out of bed and got dressed. I had
hurt her, scarred her and almost raped her.
My head hurt and my heart ached.
I was such a fool. I did the
exact opposite of what I had promised, I hurt her. Somewhere, somewhere along the way, the time
I spent with Miss Katiana, somewhere in all that time, I fell in love. I fell in love and now I can’t go back and
try, trying with all my might to change what I’ve done. For the first time in my life, I think I was
afraid…
Katiana
“So the Pharaoh
has called us both in to see him,” Seto said the next day as we approached his
chamber, “But don’t say anything. I want
to have him admit whatever he did, even though you know I believe you. I don’t know why he wanted me as well, unless
he thought it best to have a mediator.
Are you alright?”
“A l…little,” I
said, still inching behind him. I was
shaky and scared, but I was okay with Seto nearby and I told myself to be
strong, although that didn’t really help much.
“I’m assuming
that is what he wishes to talk to us about,” Seto said with an annoyed huff,
“Even the best of us loose track of time, by no means is this a fault of
yours.” I almost added I didn’t entirely
think this was the Pharaoh’s fault either, but I didn’t know. I didn’t know enough to make that
judgment. In all the time I was here he
showed me nothing but kindness and it was only last night he had tried to hurt
me…tried to rape me…
“Uh-hu,” I
said. It was odd, how Seto was being
unusually nice, wearing his finest today and forcing me to look nice and
presentable as well, wearing my skirt instead of my pants. Seto knocked on the door and got some sort of
muffled reply before opening it up.
“My Pharaoh, we
have come as you have summoned us,” Seto said by way of greeting, followed by a
short bow. I bowed as well, vowing to
remain polite. The Pharaoh was sitting
amidst some chairs, but when he heard Seto’s greeting he stood and made his way
over to us and beckoned us in, a look on his face I couldn’t quite understand. It showed the ultimate sadness and regret, and
lines of deep suffering filtered under his crimson eyes.
“I am glad you
two came, for I fear I have some explaining to do,” he said by way of his own
greeting, and turned to address me directly, “Miss Katiana, last night I recall
doing some things and saying some things that I know I shouldn’t have done or
said. My only defense, which is no
defense at all, is that I was not myself.
I can only hope and pray I receive whatever forgiveness you will allow.” I inched behind Seto, noting that the Pharaoh
looked in no ways surprised.
“If that was all
you had to say then I’m surprised I was summoned here at all, unless you needed
a mediator,” Seto said, “And you say you weren’t yourself…”
“Yes High Priest
Seto, that is all, but that is no explanation, no redemption for my behavior
towards Miss Katiana,” the Pharaoh said, “I also wanted to make sure she would
be able to continue translating the texts.
She may return to the temple with you and take them with her if she
wishes.”
“I suggested that
from the beginning,” Seto said, “But I will allow it to be her choice whether
she wants to remain here to translate or take them back to the temple with
her. But this incident will not be
repeated, not while she is a Priestess in my temple nor ever. You are to remain away from her at every
possible moment if that is what it takes.
I suggest distancing yourself from her entirely, I will not trust you
with her safety if I was me but this must be her choice.” The Pharaoh looked at me, as if he expected
that as well. Seto looked at me as well,
telling me silently that he was only giving me this choice because it had
happened to me or else he would order me back to the temple, job to finish or
no job. He did respect my ability in
that I always wanted to finish a task I had begun.
“I agree with
those,” the Pharaoh replied, “But if I may, there are but a few words I wish to
tell her alone, you may wait outside if you wish, but they are only for her
ears.”
“Katiana, would you be alright with that?”
Seto asked.
“W…which part?” I
asked.
“Will you let him
speak to you in private for but a moment, I will wait outside if you wish it,
otherwise you do not have to,” Seto said, and I looked up at him. I had to hear what the Pharaoh had to say, but
I owed him nothing. The Pharaoh’s eyes
shone with the deepest regret and I wanted to hear what he had to say, I needed
to hear what he had to say. I nodded
slowly.
“J…just for one
m…moment,” I said and Seto nodded and went out of the room, his cloak billowing
behind him. The door shut swiftly and I
heard his footsteps stop outside the room a little ways. The Pharaoh made no move towards me and I
made no more towards him or the door for that matter. We stood facing each other, silent as though
we were dead, our eyes meeting only for a brief moment before I decided the
silence had to end.
“My P…Pharaoh,” I
said, the pregnant pause coming to an end.
“I remember
everything that happened last night…” he said, “Miss Katiana; I have no words
to give to undo what I have done. All I
am able to give is an apology, to say I am sorry.”
“…” I didn’t
respond to him, I didn’t know how I should respond to him.
“I also remember
everything that I said. I…well… it…” he
began and I looked at him oddly, “What I said to you…last night… not all of it
was… not all of it was untrue…”
“W…What part?” I
asked. If he was going to say he wanted
me again, what was I going to do? Here
he was in what seemed like normality, if he said he wanted me again, even
ordered me to be with him… The Pharaoh
took a few steps closer to me until he was but a breath and a half away and I
was staring into his chest. Fear shot
through me and I backed up a step. The
Pharaoh didn’t stop me. He raised his
hand and his fingertips lightly brushed my cheek, a gentle caress, as light as
the wind…
“You truly are
beautiful and not just that… but… I think somewhere… along the way… I believe
that I… I believe that I… Never mind Miss Katiana,” he said, settling on those
fallen words, “Goodbye, I shall keep my distance and I don’t expect I shall be
keeping your company any longer. High
Priest Seto was right to be protective of you, may he continue to do so where I
have clearly failed.”
“B…but!” I said,
silencing myself, seeing his eyes sparkle for just a moment, just a flicker of
untold desire, sorrow, longing, all which seemed to be in his crimson orbs at
once, “Alright…” For some reason now I
didn’t want to go… I wanted to stay here with him. Last night, it didn’t matter anymore, it
didn’t matter! He was lonely… I… I
wanted to take his sorrow away; I wanted to take his pain away. I turned and headed towards the door, placing
my hand on the smooth handle.
“Miss Katiana,”
the Pharaoh said and I turned halfway and looked at him, his hand seemed
stretched out towards me, towards some goal or dream he could not reach
anymore, and it fell, it fell as quickly as it had risen, “Never mind.”
“My P…Pharaoh?” I
asked and he looked into my eyes, “May… May… n…never mind.” I exited out the door and shut it behind me,
a tear coming to my eye.
“Are you going to
continue working now?” a soft voice asked.
I looked around to see High Priestess Isis walking towards me, noting
that Seto was further down the hall, a look of concentration upon his face.
“I h…have to,” I
stammered, “I p…promised I would.”
“That’s
good. If I may ask, what did the Pharaoh
talk to you about?” she asked kindly.
“He… apo… said he w…was sorry,” I said.
“Did he say
anything else to you?” she asked, almost expectantly and I shook my head, “I
see… I look forward to seeing you complete your work then.” High Priestess Isis
walked away in the opposite direction of where I was. When she turned a corner, and seeing Seto
still focusing on something I turned back towards the Pharaoh’s chamber door
and pressed my hand towards it, followed by my ear. I heard a small sobbing sound, someone must
be crying inside! I pressed my other
hand against the door, foolishly thinking that it could offer comfort to
whoever was crying. Wait, the Pharaoh
was the only one inside the room, wasn’t he?
Why would a Pharaoh such as him cry?
“Katiana, are you
done?” Seto called from down the hall and I jumped, startled and turned away
from the door again and walked towards Seto.
I didn’t want to go, I wanted to open that door and hold the Pharaoh
until his tears faded away.
“I’m d…done,” I
said and walked past him. No, I had to
leave, I had to go away from him, Seto wanted it and the Pharaoh agreed to
never see me much less talk to me hardly ever again! I didn’t want to leave, I had to though; I
had to. I turned towards the door one
final time, as if something was going to change, as if I’d see the Pharaoh walk
out, proud as he had ever been, with that same smile on his face, but my hope
for that dwindled, then faded and then disappeared. Seto would kill me; I wondered what this
emotion was inside of me now that I was feeling.
…
The next few days
were empty, hollow. I had decided to
stay. The Pharaoh hardly spoke to me,
save to say “Good Morning Miss Katiana” or “Goodnight Miss Katiana.” He wouldn’t escort me anywhere like he used
to, his servants who he had sent as escorts always said he was too busy and he
sends his apologies.
“Oh, t…that’s
alright,” I would reply, “I’m sure he’s v…very busy.” I felt so hollow inside, so alone, no one
else would talk to me much except Seto, who came as often as he could to the
palace, almost everyday to make sure I was alright. But the conversations with him weren’t any
help. I truly felt alone.
…
Nothing, nothing
and more nothing! Nothing in this text
either explains what could be wrong or explains what is going on with the
Pharaoh! Nothing! Of course, the only reason I believe these
have anything to do with the Pharaoh at all is because these texts at first
described something that happened years ago, like a couple millennia, which
affected the most powerful, which in the present day case is the Pharaoh. Of course, it doesn’t go into detail and I
really have no evidence to back it up except a gut feeling that there’s some
sort of connection so I’m at a loss…
There has to be another tome out there, actually describing what’s going
on and maybe even how to beat it!
“This is
w…worthless!” I exclaimed, almost wanting to chuck the tome I was reading at
the wall. I wanted to help the Pharaoh,
but there seemed to be no way, and that made me feel a little angry and
useless.
“Are you alright
Miss?” a voice asked and I looked up startled to see High Priest Shadi, who was
peeking his head into the library, “Oh, you must be Miss Katiana.”
“Yes…I am,” I said startled, “But
I’m f…fine.”
“You don’t sound
fine,” he said, stepping inside, “You were giving off strong feeling of chaos,
strong emotions which drew me here.”
High Priest Shadi was sort of empathic, feeling emotions of others very
strongly. I always had found him
unemotional when he came to see Seto but now he seemed like he wasn’t, or
something like that.
“These t…tomes,”
I said, “Weren’t you t…the one that f…found them?”
“Yes, my priests
and I were on an excavation,” High Priest Shadi replied, “And from what I hear
you’re doing an excellent job of translating them.”
“Is t…this all you found?” I asked
and he nodded, “There h…has to be one missing!”
“One what, one of
these tomes? I am sorry Miss Katiana;
these were all we found, is something wrong with them?” he asked and I nodded
back.
“I c…can’t find anything
in t…them that m…might help the Pharaoh!” I exclaimed tiredly, “And I b…believe
there’s more! I j…just don’t have proof
t…that there is except a f…feeling…”
“Sometimes the strongest things come
from feelings,” he said, “But we did not find any other tomes.”
“Where d…did you find these?” I
asked gesturing to the tomes I had strewn across the table.
“In an
underground temple far outside the city,” he said, “Even beyond our fields far
down the Nile.”
“Can you g…get me
there?” I asked, “A m…map or something?”
“But why would
you need to get there?” he asked, “Don’t tell me you wish to go, all by
yourself to see if there’s another tome, I can assure you that there isn’t.”
“B…but I don’t
b…believe that!” I exclaimed, startling him, “S…Sorry. I mean that I n…need to know for myself. I w…want to help him if I c…can.”
“You mean the
Pharaoh,” he said and my silence seemed to confirm it, “Very well but I will
assign you a guide, someone from the original team…” I shook my head quickly.
“I h…have to go
alone,” I said, “I f…feel I have to.”
“You care for the
Pharaoh, don’t you…” Shadi said, taking a step closer
to me, as if trying to read my thoughts by my emotions, “Are you sure? You do know that I will only give you a head
start, because High Priest Seto will want to know where you’ve gone and why and
it’s my duty to tell him. I will not lie
for you about where you are, you could be putting
yourself in more danger by refusing a guide.”
“I’ll be f…fine,”
I said, planning to take my pendant along, where my Blackland Fire Dragon, my
spirit monster slept.
“Very well,
tomorrow I will bring you a map and then we will arrange what you are to do, at
the very least let me help you to plan something,” he said, “You are a very
unique girl, no wonder the Pharaoh likes you…”
“W…what?” I asked
startled and High Priest Shadi looked at me for the first time with a smile
upon his face.
“You heard, I
know you did,” he said and then walked out of the room. I was left there confused and overjoyed. I was going to go and find this tome, I was
going to be able to help him, the Pharaoh, I knew the answers would be there,
something within me just told me they would be, at least some of them…at least
some of them…
TBC
A/N: Yeah, I actually
had this chapter written out beforehand, so all I had to do was copy it into
word. I’m glad you like my story, and
I’m glad some of you will from now on read the A/N at the beginning, that’s where
the warnings will normally be! I’m so
happy a lot of you are still getting into it and I can’t wait to see what you
think of this chapter, stuff happened…
And don’t worry; this
story will go on for a while. I have a
lot of plans and plot twists for this.
*munches on cookie*
Yum!
Anyways, yeah, so let
me know what you think, even if it’s just a rating. (Wow, I have a following for this
story…cool!)
I am planning on
being a writer someday, so this, writing stories people love is one step along
my road.
*lights a fire*
This is because as of
yet I have received no flames, so you can still all roast your marshmallows,
LOL. (Although the flames are still used
to feed this feeble marshmallow roasting fire if need be…)
Can’t wait to hear
from you all, my wonderful reviewers and talk to you all in the next chapter,
eh?
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