Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A Slave to Love ❯ Amaka And The Tradition ( Chapter 12 )

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Zaire walked down the hall playing with her necklace wondering why Yami had acted so strangely toward it, `Maybe he was mad at the fact someone else gave it to me.'

At this thought she smiled. She was glad Yami and she had finally showed their feelings toward each other. She smiled brighter when she thought of the time they had just spent together. She was so happy.

She looked around and sighed. She still hadn't found Satire and everyone else was either still doing their chores or helping out with getting the festival items.

She smiled as she saw some girls she was familiar with crowding the hall. She walked over to them and smiled, "Hi."

The girls looked at her and smiled politely. They weren't familiar with her name. She was considered new, but she had been there since she was five.

Zaire frowned slightly, "Do you wish for me to leave?"

They shrugged and turned back into their group continuing their conversation.

Zaire sighed and turned to leave. She walked down the hall. She was beyond bored. She heard silent sniffles coming from a room. She entered the room and spotted an unfamiliar girl sitting alone in a corner.

Zaire walked over to the girl and sat beside her quietly, "Why do your eyes shed tears?" Zaire asked remembering the day she met Lavie, as the moment seemed so familiar.

The girl looked up at her and wiped her eyes. Zaire was surprised to see the girl was younger than her. She always thought she was the youngest her. She smiled at the girl as she held her in her arms and rubbed her head the way her mother did to calm her down.

The girl whispered a `thank you' as she sat up against the wall.

Zaire leaned her head against the wall also, "Now are you ready to tell me why you were so sad. You seem to be no more than twelve. A girl of such age should have no worries upon her heart."

The girl closed her eyes, "And I wish that were true. My birthday is in three days."

Zaire smiled, "Exciting. My birthday was just yesterday. I am now a woman."

The girl smiled and nodded, "Yes, it is exciting." She looked down sadly, "but I fear I will never get to see the days of woman hood."

Zaire looked at her curiously, "Why?"

The girl burst out in tears, "Because I am to join Ra and the gods soon."

Zaire shook her head, "Why do you say such things of your soul?"

The girl looked at Zaire, her eyes clouded with misery, "Because I am to be the sacrifice for the day of the red moon."

"The day of the red moon?" Zaire asked. She'd heard of that day but was not sure as to what it was, yet, she feared for the girl's life for she knew very well what sacrifice meant.

Zaire brought the girl into her arms once again as she shook violently from her tears, "Do not think of that day. Only think of the three days until your birthday." Zaire stated as she looked into the girl's eyes, "I promise to make that day the best day of your life." She tried to make the girl happy for she knew not what to say to help the girl in such a situation.

The girl smiled at her and nodded her head as she dried her tears and stood, "My name is Amaka by the way." She said as she held her hand out to Zaire.

Zaire smiled as she took it, "Hello Amaka, my name is Zaire."

"Zaire. That's very pretty." Amaka stated.

"So is yours. Simply perfect for you." Zaire stated laughing as Amaka blushed from the complement.

"Come on. You just made this boring day a lot more interesting, will you spend time with me today?" Zaire asked as they walked out the room.

Amaka smiled, "I'd love too, but I have to finish my chores first. Will you come back her when the sun is at its highest. I should be finish by then."

Zaire nodded and waved goodbye to the girl as she hurried down the hall. Zaire's eyes lowered as she thought about the day of the red moon, `What is that?' she asked.

She hurried toward the throne room. Yami had a lot of explaining to do.

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"So you mean Zaire is not the sacrifice?" Yami asked with relief.

Seto growled, "No, Zaire is not the sacrifice, but Amaka is and Satire is not very happy about that."

Yami scratched his head, "Who the hell is Amaka?"

Seto was getting annoyed now, "It's not really important who she is the main importance of her is that she is the sacrifice and Satire is angry with me."

Yami shrugged, "She'll get over it." He stated as he swung his legs over the side of his armrest.

Seto huffed and crossed his arms, "You find out Zaire isn't the sacrifice and now it doesn't matter to you anymore."

Yami looked at him with hurt in his eyes, "Not true. It's just we don't have time to find another sacrifice, you said it yourself."

"I said it because you said it." Seto stated his defense.

"O.K. then. What I say goes, but when you say it, it sticks." He stated matter of factly.

Seto breathed a very loud sigh before he turned toward the doors as they opened.

Yami smiled at the presence entering the room, "Ah, Love, please come make yourself at home." He offered gesturing toward his lap.

Zaire laughed and ran over to him climbing upon him and straddling his lap.

Yami placed his arms around her waist, "So, what brings you hear? Boredom?"

Zaire laughed, "Well that and curiosity."

"Toward what?"

"The day of the red moon."

Yami's eyes widened, "Why?"

Zaire sighed, "Because I met a girl today, very young and very scared. She said she was to be the sacrifice for this day and event."

Seto who was about to leave suddenly became very interested in the conversation and decided to let himself into it, "Are you upset about it, as well?"

Zaire looked over to him, "Why of course. This girl is young and has barely lived her life. I can't just let her die with out an explanation. Even when I get one, I still can't let her die."

Yami sat up sitting correctly in his chair with Zaire still on him, "Love, the day of the red moon, also known as the Day of Sacrament, is a process we do to insure we please Ra and in return for the sacrifice he will spare us plague for another year. Which means food and water will be abundant. If we don't give up an offering, Egypt's people will be killed off. That's the way it's been for centuries. It's a tradition."

Zaire sighed, "I understand, but can't you sacrifice a sheep or some type of animal. Yami, how can you just stand by and watch a living, breathing person's life just be taken away from them in a matter of seconds?" she asked desperately trying to get Yami to think this `process' through.

"We can't," Seto jumped in, "it's to much of a risk. If the gods do not expect the animal as a sacrifice and pestilence is brought upon us, we will lose more people that way than that one person it would had taken to prevent it."

Yami nodded, "Should we save the life of one for that of thousands, Love?" Yami tried to reason with her.

Zaire looked down, "So you say it is an honor to be killed."

Yami shook his head, "No, I say it is an honor to save your people."

"But she is young."

"The younger the purer, the purer the person, the purer the Land for the year." Yami stated as he looked into her eyes.

Zaire shook her head as tears began to form in her eyes, "I can't…you can't…I just don't know what to think about the whole situation, Yami."

"Try to understand that it is for the good of the people, Zaire." Seto tried to explain.

Zaire stood up and slowly walked to the door.

"Zaire," Yami called to her, "Please, try to understand. I didn't make up the tradition. I'll be damned if I'm the first to break it. I couldn't put the life of thousands at jeopardy. Please, don't hate me." Yami stated sadly.

Zaire nodded as she walked from the room.

Yami sighed as he placed his head in his hands.

Seto folded his arms, "Now you see what I mean."

Yami looked up at Seto and frowned as he placed his head back into his hands.

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Angelbaby: Well, that is it. Hope you enjoy this chapter, hope you enjoy my whole story. Please read and review.