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She started to calm down a bit from the initial shock. It probably helped that Atem was holding her as well. She closed her eyes and embraced the hug, enjoying it so much. She wrapped her arms around him loosely, returning the hug. She opened her eyes up again, hoping it wasn't just a dream or anything. It wasn't, she was still there and she could still see things. As she stayed in his arms she glanced around the room a little. She never knew things could be so bright. She closed her eyes again and smiled when he brushed the strands of hair out of her face. She opened her eyes back up again and said, "I'm glad you were here when I woke up. I don't know what I would have done if I was alone. And I'm glad you're the first person I saw."

Bakura smirked, "That's whats so entertaining. Can you imagine the looks on their faces from the destruction we caused?" Bakura nodded a little, "I may be talented with a blade, but I have no magical skills. Now I have a magic user," he said then chuckled a little, "we're practically indestructible." They arrived back at the hide out and Bakura jumped down from the horse. "Let's see what we got from your first lesson. We can also see if those idiots did what I told them and put that furniture in your room," he said smirking as he pointed at the entrance.

Amme smiled when he said that. But she was almost split by the compliment. She was very happy that he was a very close friend to her, but she was also a little bummed out that he was only her friend. Well what did she expect? She was lucky enough that they were this close. The consul would never let them become any closer then this, they already twitch at the thought of them being this close. "Thank you, thank you so much for watching over me," she said as she pulled away a little to look at him. She smiled and said, "I may not have been able to see, but in a way I could picture you as you are. Shape wise at least, I couldn't imagine color very well. The information from my hands let me know what to picture. But now I don't have to do that anymore."

Bakura walked in with Eros to a much more straightened up dinning hall. Good, his men were actually doing something right. The few men who were there made sure to look away from Bakura and Eros as they walked in. They hadn't forgotten what happened to that other man before. Of course, it was only a matter of time before some poor fool forgot the rules. Bakura entered into his room and removed his robe which held all of the stolen goods within it. It clunked as it fell to the ground. He was only in his red open robe and black shorts. He stretched and groaned happily. "Ah that feels better," he said sitting on the floor to see what he had obtained. He usually grabs whatever he can and looks at it later. "How about you? What did you get?" he asked.

She nodded. It certainly did make things a lot more easier. She looked over at the dress that Eros brought her. Oh it was very pretty. She's heard about Japan, how it was a place completely surrounded by water. It was rather an interesting sounding place. "Eros always did have very good taste," she said. She got up to take a better look at it. She then stopped and snapped her head to her right. She thought she saw someone else in her room. But when she stopped they stopped. She looked around more to see it was her dresser and mirror. She's never seen herself before, so it was understandable that she thought it may have been someone else. She walked toward the mirror and touched it, realizing it was her reflection.

Bakura looked at her body again once the robe was off. He did have questions about the runes that were carved all over. He was about to ask but she informed him as if it was nothing. He looked a little shocked. "You mean you did this to yourself?" he asked in shock, "I thought one of those pigs at the palace did that to you." When she told him it was to make her stronger he was torn between two things, one was questioning why she would do that to herself while the other knew it made more sense to do that, strength meant survival.

[[it's funny because one of the stories of the Shinto goddess Amaterasu mentions how she's never seen herself in a reflection. Link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amaterasu#Story_of_Amaterasu

I'm deciding whether or no to give her a brother she never knew about. If she left for the palace when she was 10 and they had the baby after she left, then he would be about 8 now. The brother would cause a lot of trouble, also influenced by the story. ]]

Amme tilted her head a little. So this is what she looked like? It was what she imagined shape wise. She looked at him using the mirror. She chuckled a little too. "I've just never seen myself. Isn't that kind of funny? All through my life I had no idea what I looked like. I guess I didn't think about it as much. I was more concerned with identifying others," she said. "No I know. But it wasn't your fault that the two of you were pushed away," she said wanting him to know that. He would probably always feel guilty because of what happened.

Bakura listened to the girl explain. He sneered when she told him that she was damned and that the consul marked her as so. "It's a whole load of bullshit. Even if she could see into the future. They are only glimpses. The future can be changed," he said. "They marked you damned because they are afraid of you. Because they wanted to bring you down," he said laying on his bed propping himself up by his elbow. "Everyone who does not share their royal blood is deemed damned. Shocking they let an outsider into the Palace as they did. I'm actually shocked they kept you alive there as well," he said playing with a knife. "If you miss your friend, why don't we get her to join us? I'm sure you and her must share the same feelings towards those pigs. Surely she doesn't want to stay there. I'm sure she could do something even though she's blind," he suggested even though he knew it would be a pain to deal with someone with such a handy cap. But Eros seemed to like the girl, possibly even miss her. It was strange for him to care about someone's feelings, but in a way he wanted Eros to be happy.

[[ok :3 is there anything specific that you want to do with Bakura and Eros? I'm not quite sure what to do with Amme or Atem either. Any ideas? I know I want Bakura to start to fall in love with Eros but I'm not sure what to do event wise. Same with Atem and Amme.

is Eros going to be in the Millennium Rose or will your character just be an incarnation of her without Eros' soul?]]

Amme gasped cutely when she was turned around. She looked up at him while he spoke. She smiled. She knew it must be hard for him considering that he did care a lot for his sister. It made her angry at the consul, how they thought of Eros and her. And yet, she couldn't find it in her to curse them. She just innocently wished things were different. He then took her and hugged her. She was a little surprised at first. But happily surprised. She hugged him back and rested her head on his chest smiling happily. She knew it was probably wrong, but she didn't care at the moment. It stirred up a lot of her feelings, the ones she knew she could never fulfill. So if she could at least get a comforting hug she was happy. She stayed there for a while, taking in the moment. She made herself say something just so she wouldn't stay like that forever. "Eros used to try and convince me to go with her into the village, just to explore. I never went just because I felt like I would hold her back. I know it's probably not a good idea. But if you want to, perhaps tonight, we could just sneak into the village. Just us, no guards," she said unable to stop blushing. She didn't know why she was blushing, they were just going to spend time together as friends right?

Bakura rolled onto his stomach and watched Eros as she spoke. He buried his chin into the crack of his arm. He couldn't understand Eros' way of thinking. Perhaps because at this point of time he lacked any type of compassion. If somebody wanted something or someone, they should have it. However, Eros thought what was best for the other person, something Bakura seldom did. He smirked when she mentioned her Ka was powerful and twisted. "They say mine is, but they have never seen it come forth," he said proudly and darkly. He knew what dwelled inside of him and he did not care if it ate him alive. The power was wonderful, like ecstasy running through his veins. But it was dormant, he could not release his Ka like those with the golden items. But if he had one, he would rein terror on the palace and all the kings men. Then if he did so, he could take over the place of the king, he would rule all of Egypt. And Eros, Eros could be his Queen and rules just as much as he. He then stopped for a moment and blushed to himself, did he just think that? He looked at her as she swirled the air. "Bored are we?" he said. "Maybe if those idiot have got things in order we could get something to eat if your hungry. I don't need you passing out from hunger when I need you the most," he said making a nice offer sound like something less then nice.

[[ooo, haha yea that would be good. I don't think Bakura is going to like that very much X3 debating whether or not Akiko should have Amme as a yami. I always debat then break down and give her one. I think this time I'm not, makes things two hard when there are two of each character and they couple up @_@ it becomes too much. But obviously Ryou will have Bakura and Yugi will have Atem]]

Amme smiled, happy he accepted. She pulled away as well and put her hands behind her back, feeling as if she took the hug a different way then he did. Either way, at least he said yes. She nodded happily and said, "Ok. Yes that sounds like a lot of fun. I just want to be able to see the town. Are you ok with sneaking out?" She wanted to make sure he was ok with this and that she wasn't pushing him to do something he didn't want to do.

Bakura smirked, liking two things. One teasing her was kind of amusing, but more importantly he liked that she called him her king. Especially after what he just thought. "Ah so now I am your king?" he said smirking. He wanted to carry on, telling her 'good that's how you should see me' but he couldn't find the heart to up and say it. Anyother person he would, but he didn't want to mouth off to Eros. He sat up then stood up. "Hopefully my cook wasn't killed. Or else I'm going to be really pissed off," he said. It was hard finding someone willing to work with a bunch of thieve who could cook. Especially one who could cook for so many men. He had a few in there, but it was his main cook he worried about. He walked out with her to the dinning area. He sat at the bar table (not the bar bar). He looked to see his cook still alive and still working. "If we have lamb I'll have that. Rice as well. And what ever she wants," he said pointing to Eros. The men who were around just stared at Bakura and Eros. Especially Eros and at her carvings.

Amme watched as Atem left, practically frozen. Once he shut the door she put her hand to her cheek. She thought for sure she would fall to the ground but she didn't. She then shook her head, she had work to do herself! She had to check on long term patients and she had to speak with her mentors. Oh perhaps they could show her new things! Things she was not able to do due to her lack of sight. She left her room and looked around. She was rather shocked, the halls were very tall, much taller then she ever thought! She looked down the way that she would have to go. This was rather awkward. She felt like she was in a whole new place. She shut her eyes, then everything became familiar. She did this to get to where she was going. From time to time she would open her eyes and look around, she had to learn her way eventually by site.

She continued her day as scheduled. She received many shocking looks and comments, people took quick notice that the blind girl was no longer blind. But it was a happy reaction by most. She was especially happy to have her mentor teach her new things, to show her new things. Things she could not learn from touching, such as human organs and such. Of course, there were times she had to stop and ask what the name of a color was. Her mentor almost became irritated with such questions but had to understand why.

When her duties were finished and they were done eating, she went back to her room. She decided to where the kimono Eros gave her. She quickly changed into it and brushed her hair. She took off her royal head piece and any other gold she wore. Since she wasn't wearing a robe, she couldn't wear such pieces into town. It would be dark, so hopefully none of the guards would notice her. None of the locals should since she had never gone into town and it has been a long time since she was a child. She waited for Atem as she looked outside. She knew that when it turned to night it became colder, but she did not know how dark it got.

Bakura blinked a few times after her reasoning. She had no idea how much that stroked his ego. Not only that, but it made him feel good in a way he's never felt before. He didn't know what it was, what to call it, but he liked it. They received their meals and ate. Bakura was pretty hungry so he practically devoured his meal. Afterwards when they were both finished he excused himself for a while. He told Eros he was going to take a shower. His personal shower was connected to his room, opposite direction of Eros' new room that was finally finished. Once in the shower room, he stripped off all of his clothes and turned the hot water on. It poured from a shoot that drew it's water from an oasis which was brought to a heated tank. It poured on top of him and into the tub underneath. Once it filled to his liking he sat in the tub and relaxed. He took his time, letting his muscles relax.

[[I hated writing the shower scene...... no way is that correct in anyway. Romans were the first to make any type of pipe system and the ancient Egyptians didn't take showers like this at all. But I'm sure typing the real way they would clean themselves would be a little gross. They actually put oil on their skin, the oil goes into your pores and picks up grease. Then they would scrap (it wouldn't hurt, like taking a thin piece of plastic and rubbing the side of it on your skin) the oil away. Strangely enough, this method is a much more efficient way of cleaning yourself. It cleans and moisturizes. But it's a pain in the a**, thus why we don't do it. The Greeks and Romans did this too. EDUCATIONAL POWERS zooooooom! :3 lol ]]