a/n: All right, it seems as though many of you don’t know what the Mazes of Ammon-Ra are, and that’s understandable. Only an Egypt freak would know that. (heh heh) Ammon-Ra was a pharaoh and he supposedly he made them or something... I’m not really sure of those details myself. But, I’ll tell you what I do know. The Mazes of Ammon-Ra allowed the person who knew how to use it to see into the future. You know, with visions and stuff. Very few knew how to work it (I don’t know if they even really exist, but that’s what legend says.) so, the fact that Pharaoh Yami knows how to work it... is pretty impressive. heh heh. So, now you know what it is... Oh yeah... they’re not /really/ mazes, that’s just their name.

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Yami came back rather late that night. But as he threw his cloak aside, he was smiling.

Ariah appeared in front of him, her arms folded. “Well, you’re in a good mood,” she said, tilting her head to the side.

“Bakura’s been captured,” he said.

“All thanks to me, right?” she asked, grinning.

To her surprise, he nodded briefly.

“Ah, well, you’re welcome,” she said.

“I was wrong to doubt your capabilities. It is because of you the tomb robber has been captured,” he said.

Stunned, Ariah blinked at him. “Yeah, well...” she said. She hadn’t expected this sort of reaction.

Yami sat down on the bed, looking at the ghost. He was extremely grateful but his pride wouldn’t let him say anything more about it.

“So where is he now?” Ariah asked, sitting beside him.

“In the dungeons, awaiting his sentence,” Yami replied.

The ghost began to grin. “Can I go drive him insane? Please?”

He stared at her. “You’re going to do it no matter what I say,” he replied.

“Yeah, but I thought I might make you feel good by asking you,” she said.

Yami chuckled. “Very well. Feel free to annoy him just as you annoy me.”

“All right! By the time I’m through with him, he’ll be begging you for a death sentence!” she laughed.

Yami chuckled again.

“Oh, yeah, er, one more thing,” Ariah said.

“What is it?” he asked.

“When you were off saving your city, I was... er... looking around,” she said.

His expression darkened slightly. “What do you mean?” he asked.

“Well, around your room, you know,” she said and he straightened up, his eyes growing cold again.

“And?” he asked.

“And... I found the Mazes under your bed. I didn’t know you could use them,” she said.

He glared at her. “What I can do is none of your business. I would appreciate it if you kept out of my things,” he said.

“Yeah, okay, but can you really work them?” she asked as he stood up.

“Yes,” he replied.

“Can you do it now? Mom never showed me when she did it,” Ariah said.

“No. It wears me out,” he replied.

“Oh, come on. Please?” she asked, transporting herself across the room so she stood in front of the Pharaoh.

He looked slightly surprised at her appearance, but recovered quickly. “No. Leave me now, Ariah. I must get some rest.”

Ariah folded her arms. “You dismiss me like a slave! I may not be Pharaoh, but I am royalty you know.”

“I can dismiss a princess if I so desire, Ariah,” he said, his voice cold.

“Well, you can’t make me go. I’m a ghost now and I’ll stick around /if I so desire/,” she said, glaring at him.

Yami glared at her, all his gratitude gone. “I have given you permission to bother Bakura. I must rest.” He turned away from her, but she appeared in front of him, looking fairly annoyed.

“All right, fine, so rest. You can do that without me leaving,” she snarled.

This took him by surprise. He had never seen her this angry before. But that didn’t stop him from feeling the same anger towards her.

“I wish to rest without you hovering over me,” he growled, folding his own arms.

“I don’t /hover/,” she said. “I float.”

“It’s the same thing,” he said.

“It is not,” she snapped.

“Does it matter?” he snarled, his voice beginning to rise.

“Yes it matters!”

“This is ridiculous! Ariah, I will deal with you in the morning,” Yami said, turning towards his bed.

She appeared in front of him, anger flashing in her eyes. “You will not /deal/ with me in the morning. We’ll settle this now!” she said.

“Exactly what are we supposed to be settling?” he snapped. She was silent a moment, thinking about it. “Just as I thought. This is a pointless argument,” he said, waving her away.

“Stop treating me like a servant girl!” she exclaimed.

“Why do you care?” he yelled. “You’re a ghost! What do you care how I treat you? You never listen anyway!”

Her jaw dropped in fury and she rose a few inches off the ground. “I may be a ghost but I deserve a bit of respect!” she said.

“I am the Pharaoh and I will respect who I choose to. /You/ are not on that list,” he snarled.

“I very well should be! I saved your city from Bakura!” she yelled.

“You will not hold that over my head to make me feel indebted to you! It won’t work!” he said.

“I’ll hold it over your head if I want to! You can’t make me go away!” she snarled.

“I think my mistake is that I’m responding to you. If I just ignore you, you will grow tired and go away,” he said.

“I most definitely will not!” she exclaimed. Infuriated, she zoomed down and passed right through Yami, sending a chill through his body. He felt as if someone had just poured icy water over him.

“I’ll keep doing that until you /have/ to respond!” she said.

From the glint in her eyes, he knew she was telling the truth. “For the love of Ra, leave me alone!” he yelled. “What have I done to you? I didn’t even know you existed before you showed up! Just leave me be!”

“I’ll leave you be when I feel like it! You can’t tell me when to go! I’m not one of your pathetic subjects!” she yelled back.

“I don’t care! I don’t care if you were once Pharaoh yourself! All that matters is what is now, today! You existed two thousand years ago! Your time is done! Stop trying to live a life that isn’t there!” he cried.

“I am living a life!” she shrieked. “My time isn’t /over/! My time will never be /over/! I’ll exist long after you have moved on to the afterlife and after this very Egypt has crumbled to the dust! I’ll exist for the rest of eternity!”

“You may exist, but you aren’t living a /life/! You aren’t even /living/! To live you need a body, one of which you don’t have! You can’t touch or feel anything; you just pass right through it! That isn’t a /life/, Ariah! All you do is annoy those who are living and make them wish they weren’t!” Yami yelled.

“That’s /not/ all I do!” she screamed. “I helped you today or have you forgotten?”

“It was by chance that you were able to help! Had it not been those certain circumstances, you would have remained useless!”

“I am not useless!” she screamed. “If you’d just allow me to I could be of great help!”

“The only way you could help is by leaving me alone! Go haunt someone else, Ariah!” he cried.

“You can’t make me!” she exclaimed, her eyes blazing.

“Why won’t you just leave me alone?” he cried.

“Because you deserve to be haunted! You’re an awful person and you deserve all the torment I’m giving you!”

“I’m not an awful person! I don’t even normally yell! It’s you who’s driving me insane!” he exclaimed.

“You don’t yell? What a joke!” she shrieked.

“I yell at you because you’re the problem! That’s all you are, Ariah!”

Ariah stared at him, anger flashing in her eyes. “I’m a ghost, not a /problem/!”

“You’re a ghost and that’s /why/ you’re a problem!”

“Fine! You want me gone? I’ll go. Are you happy?” she shrieked.

“I couldn’t get rid of you fast enough! If I never see you again it’ll be too soon!” he yelled.

She glared at him before screaming, “Fine! The same to you oh mighty Pharaoh!” With that she vanished.

“I want you actually /gone/! I don’t want you here invisible!” he yelled to the room. When there was no answer, he somehow knew she was no longer there. He sank down onto his bed, extremely tired. He wondered if she was actually gone, or if she’d now become a female version of Seth, set out to haunt him for the rest of his existence.

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a/n: Whew, that was fun to write! lol How’d I do? You can only tell me in a review!