Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Rise of Millenia and Shadow ❯ Egyptian Dreams ( Chapter 5 )

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Two of a Kind:Tarnished Soul Kitsune and Cold hearted KaibaChapter 5Egyptian DreamsThe stadium walls echoed with the sound of cheering as hundreds over thousands of people looked down at the dirt floor from the great Stadium to the 16 women that stood ready to fight. Up in the Pharaoh’s booth the sorcerers that were to be united with a guardian stood gazing down at each woman, taking in their features and present attitude towards the fights to come. Sorcerer 1: Those have got to be the most beautiful creatures alive… too bad we can’t have all of them.Sorcerer 2: …Sorcerer 1: …Seth?Seth: …Sorcerer 1: Don’t tell me you don’t want any of those women all to yourself…Seth: …Sorcerer 1: Perhaps it is that you’re not interested in the fairer sex but the sa-Seth: I see no reason to tell you what my sexual preference is nor do I see any reason to ogle common women such as them. Sorcerer 1: So you’re saying-Seth: I don’t care what woman chooses me the end result will be the exact same. They’ll do slave work till they can’t move any more.Sorcerer 1: You’d punish something so beautiful for trying to defend you? You’re even colder than I first thought.Seth: The way I act is none of your business either Kaih.Kaih gave a soft chuckle continuing his ever lasting gaze upon the women below.(Note from the authors: For those of you who are confused at who Kaih is, don’t boggle your brains over it right now. You’ll find out later… maybe a lot later… who knows. We’re kinda gonna leave you to your imaginations as to what he looks like. As for Seth, the hard core Kaiba fans should know who we’re talkin about and what he looks like. If you don’t that’s your fault not ours. Now as for what the hell is going on, you’ll kinda have to wait and see, if you’re still confused we pity you for lack of intelligence.)*Final Fight*Kaih: Final stage which of the two are you betting will win?Seth replying without hesitation or care: Amanuet…Kaih: Amanuet? Indeed she is beautiful, but she can’t possibly be more powerful than Ahkeri. Though I wouldn’t care who wins now… they both look as though they would make good sex slaves.A grin suddenly came over Kaih’s lips as he watched the two finalists face each other on the floor below, his mind wandering into future thoughts of perversion. His thoughts were soon interrupted with the hearing of Seth’s cruel, cold, and careless voice. Seth: Amanuet will win this.Kaih, falling out of dream land, looked to Seth with a look of amusement on his face. “How exactly do you know that? We haven’t even seen her fight; all the others she had to face up till now gave up, or were too injured to fight.”Seth’s eyes began to shimmer with excitement and belief as the stadium echoed once more with the cheers of the people as the fight began. Kaih meanwhile said nothing and just looked to the battle grounds with his own beliefs of the winner.*The Winner*The bellows of the people were now louder than ever as the last woman standing looked up to them and bowed. The fight had ended. Kaih stood astounded looking down at her, the woman he was betting against just won. Becoming a little unstable his eyes diverted instantly to Seth whose back was now turned as he prepared to go back to the Pharaoh’s palace. Kaih stopped him by grabbing his arm, his tone changing from the lustful, uncaring, but amused tone he commonly carried, to stern and suspicious. “How exactly did you know that she would win? Did you plan this out or bribe someone?” Upon being stopped Seth’s eyes, intense as always, became trained on the one holding his arm. All he could do was look at him with those cold cruel navy eyes to intimidate Kaih enough to release him. Once out of the gripping hand of the other he left the box, Kaih standing all by his lonesome in an odd silent rage.*Back at the Palace*Kaih and Seth stood in the middle of the palace floor as the guardians had done when they first entered a long, long while ago. Standing next to the Pharaoh himself were the two finalists. A woman at about 5’5”, wearing a white skirt divided into four major pieces of cloth, with a short white shirt to match, hanging loosely over her chest. She had knee-length dirt water blonde hair, eyes of red crimson, and skin of soft sand, stood at the Pharaoh’s right side. She was decorated in silver with a silver locket hanging on a short thin rope around her neck, with the imperial dragon engraved upon it. She was the woman that had been allowed first choice as the winner of the Guardian’s Induction. The woman standing to the left of the Pharaoh had back-length straight dark brown hair, her eyes a deep luscious purple, her skin just slightly darker than the woman who had beaten her. She wore gold jewelry with a full length white dress with gold trim. In her ears were silver earrings with diamonds shaped like tears hanging from them. Both women looked out to the Sorcerers who in turn looked up at them. Amanuet, the winner, had an uncaring and empty expression on her face though her eyes reflected a deep sorrow that only Seth could see. Ahkeri, the loser, however had a look of pride upon her face. Her eyes fell seductive staring into the lustful green eyes of Kaih, not wanting to release. As the women stared to the men the Pharaoh stood and touched Amanuet and Ahkeri’s shoulders he looked to all the people within his palace staring intently at the two women, and spoke, “Amanuet, being the winner gets first choice to who she may defend.” The Pharaoh’s eyes were now only on Amanuet, “When you have made your decision walk to him, and stand at his right side.”The woman nodded and walked down the steps from the Pharaoh on his throne and down to the Sorcerers, walking directly to Seth, the whole time keeping her eyes trained upon his. When she reached him, she bowed, her hair falling to the side of her face, then resting against her chest whence she had straightened out again. Seth nodded his head to her, and the woman took a step to the right of him, and turned on a heel to face Ahkeri to the left of the Pharaoh, to her surprise however she was following behind her and was already to Kaih, bowing and taking her rightful place to his left. Once again the crowd of people erupted into cheers and then…Kaiba’s navy blue eyes opened suddenly waking from his deep sleep. He stared blankly up at the ceiling of the room he lay in, trying to remember where he was and how he got here. After the revival of memories his thoughts drifted to his dream. He brought a hand to his head rubbing his forehead gently trying to figure out what it was all about. ~What in the seven hells is wrong with me? Why were all those people dressed so foreign… what was with the fights, what was that guy talking about? And why…why did those guys look like me and Yugi… what about that woman… who was she? ~ millions of questions filled his head about his dream, so much so that he didn’t even realize that he was up and out of bed until he felt the great pain of his injuries and had to sit down on the couch, once again sitting on the sinking cushion and being sucked into the mass of red fluff. After just a few minutes Kaiba managed to scoot his way out of the couch cushions, standing up, turning, and looking at it hatefully. He touched a hand to his injured chest gently caressing his fingertips over the bandages. Kaiba’s eyes then widened a little feeling a substance on his fingers, slowly his eyes wandered from the couch to the bandages about his stomach and chest. They were completely red with blood so much so that when he looked closer to the blankets he had slept with, he noticed that there was blood in the places the blanket had touched him. He stared then at his hand, dripping blood onto the carpet. His eyes wide he looked to the door, a way out of the room and brought his left hand to the knob after walking swiftly to his only exit. The only thought that coming to his mind ~What the hell is happening to me!?~