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Yet again: The summarized version of the last episode… YC: Hi, people! Whoa, my fourth fic – in just 2 days ^_^!! Anyway…ahem. Ryou met Kamira during recess, and it turns out Kamira likes duel monsters too (and Ryou)!! She has some strange things to be observed…WHAT!? A Blue Eyes White Dragon card!? How did that happen? Omigod - She beat Kaiba! She’s no ordinary girl…and guess what? She has a Yami! Yami Yugi and Yami Bakura transform when they feel threatened by her, and she tells all: even the murder of Makiira. Suddenly, Anzu appears. Is Anzu in danger? Will she be killed by black magic or…? Stay tuned to find out! ^_^ Do I sense some romance between Kamira and Ryou-san?? Disclaimer: Yugioh is not owned by me – oh I wish it was - *sniff, sniff* but Kamira-san is owned by me, got that? Or I’ll send Yami Kamira and her deadly assistant, Kino-san after you. Makiira-kun’s owned by *blinkblink*, in case you didn’t know. All credits of Makiira go to her. ^_^ OK? I added the keys for Bakura’s talk to his Yami too, in case. ^_^;; And Kamira’s too… Key: /words/ - Yugi>Yami //words// - Yami>Yugi >words< - Ryou>Yami Ryou >>words<< - Yami Ryou>Ryou {words} – Kamira>Yami Kamira {{words}} – Yami Kamira>Kamira “words” – normal speech ‘words’ – thoughts to oneself _words_ - italic, duh “ANZU!!!” Yami Yugi cried out in fear. “What’s the matter, Yugi – oh, hi, Yami-san!!! It’s been a while…” Anzu said cheerfully. She apparently didn’t notice Yami Kamira staring at her murderously. Yami Yugi looked at Anzu helplessly, and looked in fear at Yami Kamira… Yami Kamira fingered her Millennium Orb silently, and grasped her Millennium Ankh. ‘I have to know…why the heck is this woman doing here!!!’ She stroked a finger down her Millennium Orb, and a golden light emerged from Yami Kamira’s forehead. When the light cleared, her raven-like bangs danced in the slight breeze as the symbol of the Sennen Eye appeared on her forehead… “Don’t do it!!!” Yami Yugi shouted in horror, diving at Anzu… “Yami no Game ~ Punishment of Darkness!!!” Yami Kamira yelled. She built up a dark ball of electric energy in her hands, and threw the electric force at Anzu. Anzu screamed. A dark figure threw her to the ground, narrowly avoiding the black ball of energy. Anzu looked up, to look at the face of Yami Yugi. Anzu blushed slightly. ‘Yami…’ Her smile didn’t linger for too long when she noticed that Yami had a deep graze on his left arm, grazed from the Dark Magic used by Yami Kamira. Blood flowed freely from the cut. Yami Yugi winced as he moved his arm. ‘Ow!’ Anzu sat up and gazed at Yami Yugi in concern. “Yami-san…are you OK?” she asked quietly. Yami Kamira was outraged. ‘How could I miss!? How could I…well…’ Yami Kamira formed another ball of energy in her hand, and it crackled with white-hot sparks. “If that one missed, try this one!!” She yelled, aiming it at the two. “Don’t…don’t do…it…” Yami began weakly, clutching his left arm in pain, and cringed as a jolt of pain shot through him. “Bye, bye.” Yami Kamira said softly, throwing the ball… Yami Bakura stepped forward, his Millennium Ring emitting a soft white light. “Game no Punishment…Illusion of Darkness!!!” Bakura yelled at Yami Kamira. A jingling sound was heard…and Yami Kamira found herself surrounded by darkness in her soul room. She looked around her in dismay. “Ku-so!!” she cursed. “Goddammit, Bakura, get me out of here!!!” When she found out it was no use, she banged her fists against the dark barrier, and for the first time in her life, she let herself cry. “Dammit…Mutou Yugi, Bakura Ryou…I’ll get my revenge!!!” Kamira opened her eyes weakly. She stared into the eyes of Ryou as her vision cleared… “Ryou-san…what am I doing here?” she asked mildly. She felt…that she was in Ryou’s arms. He was carrying her. She blushed a little, but Ryou didn’t notice. His breathing felt so warm against her face… “You fainted,” Ryou said simply. He thought it would be better if Kamira didn’t know what happened. That would solve all. His Yami had collapsed in exhaustion and retired to his respected soul room, grumbling. Yami Yugi had suffered quite an injury, and it was giving him a lot of pain…he was finding trouble holding up his left arm, and in result of it, Jounouchi and Honda had to bring him back to his home. Anzu was trotting behind them, looking at Yami’s arm in worry. “I see…” Kamira answered silently. “By the way, Kamira-san, where is your house?” Ryou asked a matter-of-factly. “If I don’t know, there’s no way I’ll be able to send you back…” “Um…its far out of town…in a green condo[1]…I guess I can walk myself.” Kamira said, putting a hand to her forehead. Ryou put her down, and she attempted to walk, but stumbled almost immediately. Ryou chuckled. Kamira smiled. ‘What a sweet sound…his laugh…’ “OK, guess I’ll have to take you back.” He swept her off the ground, and took her into his arms, carrying her again. “Is your condo’s name Murasaki or Mutaki? Those are the only ones I know around here…” “Um…Konno…[2]” Ryou looked at her in surprise. “What a coincidence! That’s where _I_ live!! What floor?” Kamira grinned weakly at him. “11th … unit 03…” Ryou slapped a hand to his forehead. “Yet another coincidence. Let’s go…” A blush crept across his cheeks without him realizing it. Kamira let herself see into the deep brown eyes of her rescuer, Ryou, before falling asleep in his arms… “Ow.” Yami winced as Jounouchi held up his arm. Jounouchi sighed. “Oh c’mon, Yami, you _are_ of a man’s blood, right?” he said jokingly, but stopped when Yami glared daggers at him. Yami gave him an impatient “tuh” and closed his scarlet eyes as Anzu tried to take off his sleeve, to take a look at the wound. Yami cringed as Anzu touched his arm. It hurt. He craned his neck to see his wound himself, and was shocked to see that blood was still flowing…but very little. Honda inspected the wound. “My god, Yami, guess that got to hurt…” he remarked lightly. Yami bristled. “As if I don’t know, Honda!! Try being me…oh dammit, it hurts like hell…” He almost yelped when Anzu pressed a piece of cotton soaked in antiseptic to his wound. Anzu backed, looking rather guilty. “Sorry, Yami…oh, did it hurt? So sorry…” she said apologetically, and took care to bandage it. She held up a piece of cloth, and attempted to bandage Yami’s arm, when the Millennium Puzzle glowed with a bright white light. Yugi appeared next to Yami, clutching his arm as well, crimson soaking through his clothes. “Yami…aibou, are you OK?” he asked, concerned. Anzu’s mouth dropped open. “Yugi…” She bandaged Yami’s wound hastily, and asked him Yugi if he was alright. Yami sighed in exasperation. “If you want to come out, aibou…I suggest _you_ bandage your own wound first. Take a look, blood’s flowing.” He looked pointedly at the sleeve of Yugi’s T-shirt. Anzu yelped, and quickly soaked a piece of cotton in antiseptic and proceeded to bathe Yugi’s wound. Yami’s arm was now fully bandaged, and at least blood had stopped flowing. But somehow…a kind of steam was emerging from it… Yami was deep in thought. ‘She used black magic…no, more accurately, Shadow Magic. It should have inflicted more damage than this…I don’t know what’s going on…’ he sighed, and put a hand to his forehead. He felt tired…so tired…and so dizzy…he slumped down on the bed. ‘Oh god…I can’t think anymore…I’m so tired…’ Anzu finished bandaging Yugi’s arm, which left him with a *sweet* memory of her holding his hand… and she turned around to look at Yami. “Yami-san…are you alright…?” She screamed. Yugi looked at him in horror. Yami had fallen unconscious. “Yami!!!” Anzu said in fear. /Aibou!!!/ It was so hot… It was burning… It was like flames were burning in his very own body… Yami slowly opened his eyes, and rubbed off the remains of perspiration on his face. He looked around, and cursed as he put a hand to his forehead. He was burning…it was like he was on fire. He moaned in agony, lying down on his bed. “Yami-san?” someone called from outside. Yami’s frown turned sour as he saw the girl that he least wanted to see enter the room: Kamirah. She was smiling, that sick little smile she always wore…how he hated her. He hated her for being her... He despised her…he despised her more than his own evil soul… he gritted his teeth, struggling to talk. “What are you doing here, Kamirah?” he asked sullenly. Kamirah was taken aback by his unfriendly tone. “Um…Sakhore told me you were sick…something or someone had apparently cut your shoulder with something…” she looked pointedly at his hurt shoulder. Yami cringed. “What the hell are you talking about?” Yami said painfully, trying in vain to comfort his stinging arm. ‘Yeah, what?’ A voice whispered in his thoughts. ‘Don’t you realize her voice sounds familiar, Yami? Doesn’t her deep voice have a resemblance to someone? Example…when Makiira was murdered…? Come on, Yami…you do have common sense, don’t you?’ Yami sighed. Here he was, talking to himself again… Sakhore suddenly appeared at the door, and kneeled down. “ Sakhore, the Pharaoh’s henchman arrives before his Majesty and her Highness Kamirah. Sire, I have some news.” He said grimly. Yami groaned, but maintained his stern face anyway. “Yes…please tell me,” he muttered distinctly. Sakhore looked strangely at his master, and then said, “Some citizens of Egypt have been found digging the ancient chambers of the Great Pyramid. As you know sire, it is a serious offense…” Yami clutched his forehead in agony. “Get on with it, Sakhore, and skip the lecture,” he snapped, not feeling very in a good mood. Sakhore was taken aback, but he obeyed his Majesty’s order anyway. “Um, right, sire. His Majesty is asked to judge this incident by going to the Great Hall immediately…” Yami mentally cursed. “Fine, I will go.” He stumbled to his feet, and realized that he *could* walk, if he could _just_ ignore the goddamn headache…and the stinging pain of his hurt arm. As he finally managed to make it to his throne, he sat in it with great relief. ‘Oh god, finally…’ He cleared his throat, and all the councils bowed down to him, the Great Pharaoh of Egypt. “What case is it do we have today?” Yami asked, his voice rather hoarse. The councils looked up at him in surprise, but they dared not to ask him about his tone of voice. After all, Yami wasn’t an ordinary kid, despite his docile appearance. He knew exactly what was going on in the palace, he knew of those evil by heart, and he knew everything that was possible to know about ruling the Great Empire of Egypt. That was why they dared not question him: It was as though he was the Great Ra himself; knowing those unworthy to pass through the gates of the palace… They brought upon him a young man, around his twenties or so. He was clutching a golden box tightly. The man answered to the name of Sharum, they said. The man looked at them with eyes containing pure hatred; eyes with pure evil. Yami massaged his forehead silently. God, the pain was _killing_ him… But anyway, councilor Malim cleared his throat. His eyes were red: He was still mourning from his daughter’s death. “Sharum, you have been found guilty of crossing the ancient tombs of the Pharaohs, and you have been caught digging the Pyramid. What have you got to say to this?” Sharum stayed silent, but he spoke up anyway. “Goddammit, its because you damned people torture your citizens – your _charges_ - too much!! We have no food! We have to scrape along the remains of the Pyramids to find valuables to earn money for the sake of our families! Did you not realize that…” he was broken off when a guard aimed a spear at his neck. Yami’s head was swirling…his vision was getting blurry… Malim looked absolutely enraged. “You have not only broken the rules of our country, but you have been rude to the councilors and his Majesty of Egypt! You will be convicted of this sin!! Begin!!” he nodded to the guards. One of them brought out an axe, and… Sharum’s head toppled onto the floor, followed by a streak of blood that squirted onto the walls. Yami winced. “Well, if that’s the case…bring that box to me, Malim.” He said quietly, holding out a hand. Malim obeyed and brought the box engraved with hieroglyphics to the Pharaoh. ‘Dammit…I…I can’t see anything…’ Everything around him was swirling in a haze of colors… As Yami took hold of the box, he slumped into his chair, still clutching it. He fainted. “Your Majesty!” “Oh god…” Anzu shrieked as she put her hand to Yami’s forehead, “he’s burning up! What the heck are you doing there, Jounouchi!? Get that goddamn cloth quick!!!!” “Can’t you see I’m trying to?” Jou snapped back. He finally finished soaking the cloth in ice-cold water and brought it before Anzu. Yugi looked at him in concern, but it wasn’t before Yugi fell to the floor in a deep faint. /Aibou…/ A shadow somehow illuminated the place. The Millennium Puzzle glowed with a golden light… In his dream, Yami Yugi looked around him. “Oh god…damn you, Kamirah!” he was in the Shadow Realm…now, Yami Yugi realized that the only way out, was through magic. Suddenly, he saw Yami Bakura staring at him in disbelief across the portal. “What…” Yami Bakura held up a hand. “Um, long story.” He said, sighing. “The damned woman woke up in her Yami form, cursed me with her Black Magic, and here I am.” He held up his right arm, which was bandaged. “Oh, and she cut me with that stupid electric energy of hers…” Yami Bakura said, cursing. Yami Yugi looked at him, cocking an eyebrow. “All right…so what the heck do we do now?” Yami Bakura sighed. “Guess we gotta work together, Yami no Yugi. Even though I’ll hate to do that…” Yami Yugi frowned. “Me too.” YC: So how was it? I know, I know…it’s _bad_, but I can’t help it, can I? ^_^;; Anyway, please, FEEDBACK!! I’ve only received one mail regarding my fic (thanks mina2002!! ^_^ I appreciate it!) And I would like to know other’s opinions of my fic, whether good or bad. Pretty please? :D OK, when I mean feedback, I don’t mean – no, really, no I don’t mean that. Really! Hey don’t throw that – put that down!! Get away from me!! Aiyee – don’t throw that tomato!! *SPLAT* Oh…I’m starting to despise tomatoes… *Transforms* C: Hi, thanks for supporting the fic ‘till now!! No, its not gonna end yet…*pauses* Um, aibou, when is it gonna end? YC: I don’t know…we’d better keep typing until then, huh? C: Good point. AHEM. Anyway, FEEDBACK please!!! Anything – hate bombs, comments, compliments, flames, whatever…just FEEDBACK!! The two of us (YC & C) will be awaiting your reply for our fic. ^_^ Domo!!! E-mail us at tomoe_miho@hotmail.com. Hai!! Spoilers ~ What’s gonna happen? Ooh…Yami Bakura and Yami Yugi team up with Yugi and Ryou to break out from the shadow realm!! Will Yami Kamira be defeated? The spring break is due next week – will they enjoy their holiday, or will Yami Kamira ruin it? What is her version of Yami no Game anyway? How will our heroes survive this ordeal? Just wait for the next chapter ^_^… E-mail us (YC & C) at tomoe_miho@hotmail.com. We…will wait!! ^_^ ~ Yami Celeste/Celeste Chapter Five - Release from the Realm |
