Disclaimer: moimoi819 does not own Inuyasha, Yu-Gi-Oh, or any if it's titles therein.

Hey! Guess who's writing a new fan fiction! Can you say crossover? So, anyways, this story will take place in ancient Egypt. Once you read, you'll notice that I basically butchered the Yu-Gi-Oh storyline. Yep, no thief Bakura here. : ) So, without further ado, I present to you… Soul Ties!

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"Good people of Egypt, I present your new Pharaoh!" Shimon proclaimed loudly and gestured to the young man with tri-colored hair that stood next to him. The new Pharaoh looked at the large crowd with an expressionless face before raising his hand in a small wave. The crowd immediately erupted in cheers. "My Pharaoh, perhaps we should return to your throne room for the celebrations," Shimon offered.

"You're right. Let's go," Atem nods and leads the way back inside. Just a week ago, the previous Pharaoh had passed on to the afterlife and left his son to rule over Egypt. He had peacefully passed in his sleep. Egypt had let out a mournful cry once the news had spread like a wild fire. However, no matter how much sorrow and grief was experienced, life had to move forward.

Once Atem stepped into the large room, everyone present bowed low and kept their heads down. Atem made his way to his large throne before waving for the festivities to continue. He looked around the room with an unreadable expression, scanning the faces for anyone he could talk to. He frequently met the eyes of a dancer or of a member of his court. When he spotted Mana in the corner keeping quiet, he raised an eyebrow. Mahad must have put in some sort of punishment. She caught his gaze before smiling and giving a small wave. He beckoned for her to come to him with a tilt of his head. She looked around, probably for Mahad, before moving over to him.

"So, how does it feel to be Pharaoh, my king?" Mana asked with a smile and held her wand in one hand and fixed her hat with the other.

"I have no complaints. I'm hoping it will stay this way," Atem said in his baritone voice.

"Yeah. You let me know how that works out for you," Mana says. The two look at the crowd in silence. Mana begins humming along with the music that was being played while tapping her foot. Atem watches her out of the corner of his eyes curiously.

"Mana, if you wish to dance you may do so," he says with a teasing look.

"I can't. Master Mahad has forbidden it," Mana pouts and folds her arms over her chest. Atem smirked before chuckling slightly. He knew that Mana was in punishment for something she had done around the palace. Just as Atem was about to question her on it, Priest Seto spoke up.

"My Pharaoh, if I may, I wish to present you with a gift for your rise to the throne!" Seto exclaimed with a large grin. He waved his arms widely and the musicians ceased to play their instruments. The guests stopped chatting and turned their attentions to Seto. He grinned and gave a subtle look to the Pharaoh before turning around. "I present to you my Pharaoh, this gift of a desert flower!"

Once he finished speaking, the crowd parted to reveal two palace guards enter with a young woman between them. She looked highly upset at something as she struggled in the guards' grips. Atem's eyes widen when he saw the young woman glare up at him. He got off his throne and approached her warily.

"However, I fear that she is more of a desert cobra," Seto says snidely and grabs the girl by her chin. She let out a menacing growl before snapping at the priest. Seto pulled his hand away and looked to Atem. The young pharaoh had a slightly amused look. She began struggling again, but to no avail.

"Release me! Let me go!" she yelled. Atem raised an eyebrow at her. She seemed to be more aggressive and uncooperative than Seto let on. Once she noticed the close proximity she was in with the Pharaoh, she watched him warily, ready to lash out if necessary.

Atem watched the girl before looking much more closely at her. She had creamy skin that looked soft to the touch even though she was quite dirty. Her eyes are what stopped him. They were as blue as the sky on a clear day. "Be still," he commanded and gripped her chin with a firm hand, but not so that it was hurting her. Kagome glared at him and pulled her face away from him.

"How dare you disobey your Pharaoh! You shall pay for your insolence!" Seto exclaimed. Atem raised a hand to him and Seto immediately stopped in his tracks. The young woman watched the Pharaoh as he watched her.

"That is not necessary, Seto. Take her away," Atem says and steps back from her with a small smirk. This woman was interesting to say the least.

"Where shall we take her, my king?" Seto asked when he spotted the guards' confused faces.

"Is she not mine? Take her to my chambers," Atem says with a dismissive wave. The young woman stared at Atem and Seto in anger. How dare they? Did they really think she would become this man's slave? Once the guards lifted her to her feet and began taking her away, she began to struggle while crying out in refusal. With an amused look, Atem speaks loudly, "Let the celebration continue."

Mana watched as the girl was taken away with some trouble. "What's going to happen to the girl?" Mana asked her friend when he didn't immediately say anything to her.

"I don't know yet. I'll have to decide," Atem replies. That girl had disrespected him in his own palace no less. She had been literally dragged into the palace wearing nothing but dirty rags, yet she was still willing to fight for her freedom. He didn't know where she came from, but he was intent on finding out more about the young woman with blue eyes.

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After the celebrations were over, Atem made his way to his room. The whole way, he thought about the best way to go about this. He would most likely set the girl free. He didn't know where Seto had picked her up, but she had a family. He could not keep her from them any longer.

Once he got to his room, Atem pushed open his doors and looked around. It was dark except for the light of the moon through the window. He quickly lit a candle and scanned the room again. Sitting in the corner of the room, was the young woman.

"Were you trying to hide from me?" he asked her. She glared at him before turning her head away and refusing to answer.

"I will not submit to you, if that is what you were expecting," she says coldly. "Your priest has some nerve. Snatching me from my home in the middle of the night," she said and turned her glare back to him.

"I will let you go. It would be wrong to keep you from your family any longer," Atem says and approaches her. She tenses up and watches him warily as he pulls out a small dagger. He slices the ropes that held her wrists and ankles, setting her free. She rubs her wrists to soothe them before looking up at Atem suspiciously.

"I-I don't have any."

"What?" Atem asks confused.

"I don't have any family. I live alone," she says and gets onto her feet. She stares him in the face with a hard look. "Don't even think about trying to keep me here. I can take care of myself just fine."

"I'm sure you can," he says with a disbelieving smirk. She ignores his comment before looking towards the door. "You may want to be careful. If a guard catches you, they may just think you were trying to escape."

"But, you let me go," she says.

"I don't know what you're talking about. As far as I'm concerned, you were not here when I arrived," Atem says with a devious look.

"What do you want from me?" she asks suspiciously.

"What is your name?" he asks.

"Kagome," she answers.

"Well, Kagome, you are my guest. You may rest in a guest chamber tonight and for as many nights as you wish. My palace is now your home," Atem says with a half smile. Kagome scoffed once before leaving the room. She slammed the doors loudly behind herself and left Atem to his thoughts. He hoped that she would take him up on his offer, but he doubted it. She seemed quiet adamant. It was a shame. She was quite beautiful.

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The next morning, Atem sat at the table eating his breakfast quietly as Mana chatted away about one thing or the other. He only half listened to her, his mind somewhere else. He had truly hoped that Kagome would have stayed, but when he had arrived to breakfast he had not seen her. His hopes were instantly deflated and his mood ruined.

"Are you listening to me, Pharaoh?" Mana asked after some time.

"Of course, Mana," he says and blinks away his daydream. Mana gives him a disbelieving look before going back to her food. Atem looks down at his barely touched plate with an expressionless face.

Just then, the doors opened and in walked Isis and another female servant. "Forgive me, Pharaoh, for my lateness. I seemed to let time slip away from me this morning," Isis apologized. Atem nodded at her once to excuse her. Isis stepped up to her seat, moving out of the way. Atem felt the air leave his lungs as he spotted Kagome standing in the doorway. She caught his stare and quickly averted her eyes. Moving with haste, she took her seat next to Isis. Atem's eyes followed her every move, stunned. She was dressed in a loose, spaghetti strap, white dress that went down to knees, sandals, and a gold colored head band that kept her hair down.

"I can see why you were late, Isis," Mahad said with a small smile. Isis nodded, proud of her work. Kagome started to eat her food quietly, feeling out of place. She wasn't going to stay. She had every intention to leave, but something stopped her last night. She snuck into a room and got some sleep. She was planning to leave unnoticed this morning, but Isis had spotted her and insisted that she stay for breakfast. Getting a feeling that she was being watched, Kagome looked up. She caught Atem's gaze from across the table before blushing slightly. Once again, she averted her eyes and went back to her food.

Mahad tapped Isis's foot from under the table lightly. She looked up at him questioningly. He gave the Pharaoh a side glance before looking at Kagome and shrugging his shoulders. Isis quickly received and translated his message.

What happened between Pharaoh and Kagome?

Nothing.

He raised an eyebrow in disbelief. This didn't look like "nothing". If Mahad knew the young Pharaoh as well as he thought he did, this was definitely not 'nothing'…

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After breakfast, Kagome opted for a walk around the palace. She had just eaten a large meal. This was no time to be trying to escape. What if she hurt herself? That, of course, was what she told herself. That was the only reason she was still here. Kagome picked a lavender colored flower before playing with the petals.

But, she wasn't going to stay. Even though she had no one who truly needed her waiting, she could not stay. She did not belong here. This was the Pharaoh's palace. She was lucky to be alive. Who knows what would have happened were the Pharaoh not as understanding as he was?

"I'm surprised," a voice spoke. Kagome gasped before turning around quickly. She came face to face with Atem. He had his crossed and was watching her. "I didn't think you would have stayed."

Clearing her throat, Kagome replied. "Me neither. But, don't worry. I'll be out of your way soon enough."

"I never said I wanted you to go," he says and moves closer to her. Kagome ignores him before focusing on her flower. He keeps quiet and only watches her in her face with his classic smirk.

"Whatever you say, Pharaoh," Kagome say with a roll of her eyes.

"You looked beautiful at breakfast," he says. Kagome's eyes widen and she looks at him with a surprised look and a light pink blush over her cheeks. He watches her back with an amused look.

"T-thank you, but I j-just remembered. I have something to do," Kagome says with a nervous smile before quickly running off, dropping the flower in the process. Atem picks up the fallen beauty before watching where Kagome had disappeared to. Atem continued to stare off into to space, making a mental note of just how easy it was to make the young girl blush.

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"What do you make of that, Mahad?" Isis asks with a pensive face. She was standing on a balcony with Mahad. Both had just seen what had taken place between the Pharaoh and the young woman, Kagome. They couldn't hear them that well, but they had a pretty good guess at what they had said.

"It seems as though our Pharaoh has taken an interest in the young woman," Mahad answers.

"But, she is just a peasant," Isis says.

"That is true. Then again, it could just be a small infatuation. She is a pretty girl."

"Are you suggesting that Pharaoh is in lust with the girl?" Isis asked teasingly.

Mahad cleared his throat before saying, "If you'll excuse me Isis, I must meet with Mana for her lessons." Mahad left Isis alone, refusing to answer her question.

"Lessons, sure," Isis mutters before rolling her eyes. She looks down at the Pharaoh again, offering up a silent pray to the gods. Hopefully, everything would turn out for the better and the pharaoh would be happy.

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Moi-Moi: There you go! The first chapter! Ah, young infatuations/crushes…. Aren't they sweet?

Edited: 6/12/12