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Yay for odd plotbunnies! I already know my mind is screwed
up. *Laughs*
Summary: After traumatic experiences, Atemu’s mindset
reverts back to a child’s. It wouldn’t be such a problem, except that he’s
chosen High Priest Mahaado to be his Mother. Oh dear.
Disclaimer: Yu-gi-Oh! Belongs to Kazuki Takahashi. I make no
profit off this fanfiction, and it belongs to me under international copyright
laws. Don’t steal and don’t sue. Thank you, *Phantomness bows*
Warnings: Shonen-ai, shota, insanity, dark
Pairing: Mahaado x Yami/Atemu
Title: Pretending
Chapter 1
High Priest
Mahaado crept silently through the bandit camp. His Ka, the Magician of
Illusion, floated at his shoulder, illusion spells protecting them both from
any prying eyes. He doubted there would be any. He had personally laced all the
wine in the camp with sleeping herbs. They were tasteless, but worked extremely
quickly and lasted six hours. That was more than enough time to locate the
Crown Prince and escape.
The Sennen
Ring on his chest lit up, one single pointer pointing in the direction of his
goal. Perfect…
He found
the Prince shackled to the central pole of the tent and growled in his mind. He
watched as his fingers glittered, reformed into claws that were pitch-black
night and harder than diamond.
The chains
were easily cut through and then he cradled the Prince in his arms as he
summoned Curse of Dragon to take them back to the Palace.
Behind him,
the Magician of Illusion razed the camp to the ground.
Mahaado
allowed himself a satisfied smile.
Pharaoh
Akunumkanon muttered something about a great reward as Mahaado carefully handed
him the Prince, but the Magician paid him no mind. Seeing that his Prince was
home was reward enough.
Crimson
eyes slowly fluttered open.
“My son.
How are you feeling?”
Yami smiled
sweetly at the Pharaoh, then turned to Mahaado and held out his arms. “Mewet…”
Mahaado
blinked. So did Pharaoh Akunumkanon.
Yami
frowned, and he walked closer to Mahaado. “Mother… I knew you would come save
me...” And without further ado, he flung himself into Mahaado’s arms with a
smile. Mahaado flinched, but Yami couldn’t see it and he grinned happily.
Mahaado
blushed bright red under the scrutinizing gazes of the other Priests and
Pharaoh. He started to speak, but Pharaoh Akunumkanon cut him off.
“Never
mind, Mahaado. Don’t say a word. We’ll talk this over later. For now, why don’t
you take Yami to his room? He needs rest. You should rest as well, after your
arduous task.”
“Yes, my
Pharaoh.” Mahaado replied with a low bow.
The Priests
began to talk as soon as they were out of earshot.
“Mother?”
Akunadin raised an eyebrow skeptically. Yami’s mother had died when the child
was barely three years of age.
Akunumkanon
frowned. “I do not understand it either.”
“Perhaps we
should ask Mahaado.” Karim spoke, before he noticed Aishizu’s Sennen Tauk was
glowing. “Aishizu?”
She looked
pale as she snapped out of her vision seconds later. That was not a good sign,
especially when she collapsed in a dead faint.
Karim and
Shadah both rushed to her side.
Pharaoh
Akunumkanon sighed. Aishizu was revived a few moments later, but her eyes were
wide with pain, and she refused to speak of what she had seen except to the
Pharaoh himself.
In
retrospect, Akunumkanon wished that they could have shared the pain. Hearing
everything that had happened to his son during his two weeks in captivity was
enough to make the man deathly ill.
It also
might explain his mental state. Aishizu said that Yami wanted to remember the
time and place where no one had hurt him. His mother was an acceptable
candidate. So was High Priest Mahaado.
His
memories had blended and fused, becoming one… he equated them both with
comfort, and that was what he needed now.
Mahaado
watched as Yami fell into exhausted slumber. He had coaxed the Prince into a
bath and some figs, and then Yami had fallen asleep. He carefully recited all
the necessary protection wards as they shimmered into being around the bed, and
sat down on a nearby stool to keep vigil.
It was not
moments later before he fell headfirst into a trance.
Queen
Nefertari studied the Priest as she passed through his barriers into his mind.
She found Loyalty, Courage, and Strength wrapped in layers of deception and
illusion, and she sighed. In truth, she would have chosen Aishizu, but Atemu
had made his choice, and they must abide.
She
finished reading and nodded. He was loyal to a point of almost obsession, no,
past that, but he was loyal to Atemu and Egypt, and she could not fault that…
It was time
to wake him up.
Mahaado
blinked his eyes sleepily, but as he caught sight of the transparent figure
standing in front of him, he hastily fell off the stool and sank to his knees
in a bow. Queen Nefertari laughed.
< It is
all right, Priest of the Sennen Ring. I mean you no harm. >
“My Queen…”
< I am
Queen no longer, Mahaado. I am dead, and you know that well. >
Mahaado
flushed.
< I need
you to protect my son for me, Mahaado. >
“I will do
my best.” Mahaado vowed sincerely. Nefertari laughed and placed her hand on his
forehead.
< Then I
shall give you the power to protect him. But that is not all I need you to do
for me, Priest of the Sennen Ring… >
Mahaado
nodded.
That was
all the warning he got before intense pain vibrated through his body. He gave a
choked sob and passed out a minute into the flow. Nefertari kept the influx of
power up until only the barest sliver remained in her body.
Nefertari
had been a strong Queen, with untapped potential for magic, but the magicians
in her home court of Ethiopia had never discovered it. Now, she was giving it
all to Mahaado.
He would
protect her son.
He would
comfort him.
In essence,
he would be the mother Yami had never had. And given his shape-shifting
abilities, he could be Yami’s mother. Now, with her power, he could wield
the magic of wind and water, the female elements, as well as fire and earth,
the male elements. Mahaado had always had an odd affinity for difficult spells
in any case.
She felt
the last of her magic drain away as she slumped down, her soul whisked away on
the wings of the wind, heading for the peaceful Afterlife at last.
Protect
him…
End Chapter
Completed 5/4/06
Power-ups! Yatta!
… That wasn’t what you were expecting, was it? ^^
Mahaado: …
Yami: …
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