Its the end! (With no lemon. More on that later, BTW.) I hate ending stories, I always feel so sad. :( But, hey, I got plenty more stories. So, I hope you like this chapter!

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Becoming Death

Epilogue

seven years later . . .

Atem was sitting on the throne of Death with a huge headache. How Anzu had done this for the past five years made him wonder. A spirit, a snobby spirit, he might add, was standing in front of him commanding that he go somewhere beautiful.

Really? Didn't this man know that you could create your own heaven? Hell, he could be in a castle with loads of servants if he just had the brains to think. Sadly, it looked like he needed some help.

"Are you listening to me?" the man snapped. Atem's crimson eyes narrowed into dangerous slits as he regarded the man.

"I don't want to, but I seem to forget that I am Death." He growled, making the man pale. "If you use that damn brain of yours you can make your own heaven, now get out of my sight and don't bother me again!" he snarled.

The fat man turned on his heel and ran off. Sighing, Atem leaned back rubbing his eyes. How come death was so complicated? And why did the dumb-asses die first?

Faint laughter could be heard in the corner on the right side near the entrance to the throne room. Atem happened to know that laughter. "Shut up, Dark."

The boy stepped out, a broad smile on his face. His personality had bloomed over the past seven years. His bond with his parents had grown stronger and they were almost acting like a regular family. Though, Zorc did, from time to time, have small fits of rage but his Queen, Vega, had calmed him down, quite a bit, actually.

They had two children since then, three counting Dark. Dark's little brother, Blade, and little sister, Belinda. Their names were interesting too, well the meaning, anyway. Blade, of course, meant knife, and Belinda meant beautiful snake. The names suited them, too. Blade had an odd affinity for the sword and other weapons that had an edge, and Belinda had an affinity, an unhealthy one, for snakes.

Suddenly, two shadows slammed into Dark, sending him face down on the hard ground. 'Speak of the devil' Atem thought as he grinned. Blade and Belinda loved coming to visit the realm of Death. From what he had been told, they thought it was fun.

"Hello, Blade, Belinda." He said. "What brings you two here?"

Belinda looked up at him with a small smile. "To bother him." The girl's midnight black hair fell in lush waves around her shoulders and down her back, her bright red eyes glowed brightly in the dim light. Her skin was an unhealthy pale color, but on her, it looked healthy.

Her brother, Blade, was much like her since they were twins. He had the crest of darkness on his forehead and signs similar to Dark and Zorc's on his cheeks. His black hair ended at his shoulders with bangs framing his blood-red eyes. "You don't mind, do you?" he asked.

Atem smiled. "Go ahead; he's not busy at the moment. In fact, he's free for the day."

"Jack-ass!" Dark growled at him through the mind link that they now shared.

"You were the one who laughed at me." Atem smirked as he watched the two children take Dark's scythe and run off, giggling and laughing with him in hot pursuit.

"That was mean, Atem." A soft voice chided him. Turning, he saw his lover, his wife.

"He was asking for it, Anzu."

That day, seven years ago when he first turned to Death, instead of doing what usually would have happened, they made an agreement on joint-ruling. Anzu took care of these jobs and Atem took care of the rest.

Had then tried to kill each other, Atem was sure that countless innocent lives and large cities would be lost completely.

Standing up from the throne, he wrapped his arms around her and rested his forehead on hers. "How did you do it, Anzu? Listening to those spirits day in and day out? I can barely do it without loosing my temper."

She laughed and kissed him gently. "That took me three years, but I still have problems."

"I guess that means we have to wait for a thousand years?"

"Probably." She giggled. Dark wasn't the only one whose personality bloomed. Anzu's had as well. She smiled more often; the gloomy air was replaced with a happy and joyous air.

She traced one of the tattoos on his face. Allowing her to continue the tingling tracing, he closed his eyes and leaned into her touch. "Where would I be without you?" he whispered.

"With you family." She said.

He snorted and spun her around playfully. "Speaking of the Afterlives, Jason. Don't we have a meeting with him today?"

She growled and yanked on his robes. "I say we ignore the meeting and do it tomorrow." Her lips dangerously close to his.

He smiled, as much as he liked the sound of that; Jason was still a god, no matter how ungodly he acted some of the time. "No, we go, now." He said, pushing her to the meeting room. She pouted and followed him.

"This is stupid." She muttered.

"It has to be done." He said simply.

"Well," she huffed. "I don't-" but she was interrupted when his lips captured hers. For a dizzying moment, Anzu lost all sense of time. When she came out of it, she had a dazed look in her eyes.

"If you get this meeting done, we can get to bed sooner."

She yanked on his hand and practically ran to the meeting room. Smiling, Atem wrapped his arm around her small waist and whispered into her ear. "I love you."

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Now, I believe I said something about the lemon on top . . . Yes! I did.

So, everyone who wants a lemon, raise your hands. Hmm . . . that's quite a few people . . . ok. So, let's make a deal. Everyone who wants a lemon, leave a long review. (It doesn't have to be long, but leave a review.) So, the number of reviews I get ultimately decideds it. So if I get five, you guys aren't getting anything. Ten, I'll think about it, (but in the end I'll write one, but it'll be short and make you cry.) now, if I get over 15, (which shouldn't be hard, btw because the reviewers listed are 22 total.) then I'll make you a good one that will make you cry out of joy. (and depending on the power of your imagination and stuff, might give you a few odd dreams here and there. :)

So, is it a deal?

I hope so, cause no one is getting a lemon unless I see reviews. (it'll be a one shot, btw, just to let ya'll know.)

Before I go, I would like to put this idea up and let everyone decide what you think, should I do this story? (Please do not take my idea)

A love that was never meant to be, a love that had to be bound in black fire and blood. Atem and Anzu, two forlorn hearts that loved each other made a pact with the darkness, sealing their souls together so that they could never be torn apart, but in return, they had to become Lord and Mistress of Darkness.
Their pact is now in danger. A group of friends is determined to stop the chaos that's broken the peace that they lived in. But as they get closer to shattering the pact, Atem and Anzu grow more desperate to try and stop them.

Tell me what you think please!

Until the next update and story . . .

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