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Egyptain Slave	By : Reist Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. I do not make any profit of this story.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. I do not make any profit of this story.
Warnings: Angst, smex.
Pairings: Seth/Yugi, Seth/Atem, future Seth/Atem/Yugi and Kaiba/Atem/Yugi.
Chapters: 11/?
Summary: Seth brought a slave and this slave was going to turn everyone’s lives upside down.
Notes: Hello readers. Sorry for the delay but I haven’t been writing much. Sadly, I hurt my back again and have been in pain for these few weeks. I finally wrote this chapter which I hope is good. I was also hoping if you would care to read a one shot from me. It’s called Healing and the pairing is Seth/Yugi, Kaiba/Yugi, Seth/Kaiba/Yugi. I was wondering what people think of it. I never saw that pairing before. Hope you enjoy this chapter and please tell me what you think.

In a dark room, Akhenaden kneeled, speaking, “He could be great but he is foolish throwing it away.”

“Do not worry. He will turn his back on Atem. It is the fate for him to rule.”

Akhenaden smirked in the dark room. He knew his son would be great. He saw it so many times when Seth entered the court. Yes, soon his nephew will be thrown off the throne. He stood up, sighing, “It will be great and the power that should have been in my blood line will happen.” He walked away, thrilled it will work in the end.

In a room, Seth stared out at the kingdom that he lived in as a poor soul. He rose in the ranks, got where he was by himself. He didn’t want the throne. That place was to Atem. He leaned against the rock railing, trying to figure out his conflicted thoughts. He felt guilt for what happened last night with the slave and what he said to his king. No, that wasn’t right. Atem wasn’t just his king but his lover. He knew he should spill before Akhenaden came up with a way to betray Atem. He just didn’t know how to say those words. Would Atem turn his back on him if he knew the truth? He closed his eyes, whispering, “Gods, please give me a sign of what I should to do to protect them both.”

Out in the garden, Atem took a glance toward Seth’s chamber. He could see the other leaning against the railing. What was wrong with his lover? Seth hasn’t been that cold with him since he first arrived here. Was Seth upset that he found himself drawn to the slave? He shook that thought out of his mind. That was something Seth would tell him straight out. What was going on with his lover? He couldn’t figure it out. He sat on the ground, looking up at the skies. He whispered, “Ra, please let me have my spirit and will.” He was pharaoh, meant to marry and give an heir to his kingdom. His heart never pounded for anyone but his high priest. Was did he feel everything would break away from him? Something wasn’t right and he felt it in his body. He stood up, knowing if anything came, he had to protect his people with everything in his power. They came first. He walked away from the garden. His answer wasn’t coming to him. He closed his eyes as he whispered, “Seth, I need your strength.”

At the market, Yugi looked everywhere but made sure he was beside Shimon. He heard the elderly man chuckle at him but he didn’t mind. It made his soul feel complete. He hasn’t heard laughter in his house ever. It was a nice change. It made him feel free. He did ponder over his master’s behavior today. He hoped he didn’t make Seth upset for him wanting to come to the market. He walked over to a stand as Shimon stood there talking. He stared at the one thing there. He knew everyone was staring at him. It didn’t bother him. He always had people stare at him.

Shimon looked around, not seeing the slave. He called out, “Yugi.” He felt panic when he didn’t get a response. A woman walked over, chuckling out her question of he was looking for a young boy. Her finger pointed toward the stand and he walked over to see the slave staring at a purple flower. He asked, “Do you want that, Yugi?”

Yugi mumbled, “I want to give it as a gift.”

“For High Priest Seth?” Shimon asked, not really seeing the high priest into flowers. The slave shook his head but those purple eyes remained on the flower. He asked, “Who for?”

“The pharaoh seems to like flowers.” Yugi muttered, his face heating up. Shimon talked to a person. He blinked his eyes to see the pot of the flower in his hands. He looked up at the kind elderly man. He gave a smile.

Shimon smiled back, seeing how happy the slave was. He walked down the road with the slave being very careful as he walked. He noticed the huge limp on the boy. He asked concern, “Was he too hard on you?” He never knew Seth would do such a thing.

Yugi sighed, “I ask him to be rough with me. Master didn’t do anything wrong.” Shimon raised his hands, giving him the sign he would drop the topic. Yes, he was feeling the pain but it didn’t matter. He would give everything for his master and the pharaoh. He felt his world would crumble around him. He didn’t know why he felt that way but it was there.

Three days went by and Seth continued to watch as Yugi would water the flower and put it on the balcony to get sun. The slave seemed so happy with the flower. It reminded him of how his king acted toward it. The girls were glaring at him every time he would see them. He avoided his king for these three days. He didn’t know what to say or do. He watched, in surprise as Yugi held the pot in his hands carefully. As his eyes followed Yugi to the door, he asked softly, “Are you going somewhere?”

Yugi stopped, turning his head toward his master. He could still see the tension. Every time he tried to help, his master would order him to stop and kindly replied that he would not hurt him like that again. He tilted his head, wanting to know what was going through that mind. He answered, “I got this as a gift. I was going to give it to the person I got it for.”

Seth gave a soft smile and nodded his head to let Yugi know he could do as he pleased. Yugi tried for three days to release his emotions from his tense form but he refused each time. He would not make the same mistake twice. He listened as the slave left the room. In a few minutes, the door slammed open, making him jump startled. He stared into anger ruby eyes. Did his king know the truth? Would this be the end of it? The door was shut behind the great pharaoh. Those eyes didn’t leave his.

“Why Seth? What did I do wrong?” Atem asked, trying to hold his emotions inside. Three days and not even a glance toward him. No matter how hard he tried, the high priest would leave him alone. What did he do? Seth’s eyes held fear in them and pain. He asked in a pleading voice, “Is this because I’m taken with Yugi? Is that why you are avoiding me? Is that what I did wrong to your eyes? Seth, please. Three days and no words from you. It hurts.” He poured everything out. He wanted his lover back.

Seth held his breath. His king knew. Then he heard the other words. He looked at his lover. He answered, “Of course not.”

“Then why?” Atem hissed.

Seth stared at the powerful man that only lost himself to him. He stood up, keeping his eyes on his king. He knelt before the one he held the title. He heard a small gasp. He whispered, “I will only bow down to you. I will never bow to another. You are the only one I see as my pharaoh. Please know this. Know my loyalty is only to you, my pharaoh.”

“Seth…”

“No. Please know that. Please say you know that.” Seth choked out.

He felt arms wrap around his waist but the high priest still knelt before his feet. He was confused by these words. He ran his fingers through the brown hair, speaking, “I know but tell me what has got you acting like this.” He felt the head shake against him. He stared at his high priest puzzled by the behavior.

Out in the court, Yugi looked everywhere with the pot in his hands. It would be better to run but he didn’t want to drop the flower. He walked down another hall to feel himself fall. He stared down at the broken flower pot. The flower on the ground. Tears gathered at his eyes. It was meant to be a gift toward the one who has been so kind to him.

Akhenaden sneered, “You should watch where you walk, slave.”

Yugi didn’t care of the words directed at him. His heart was pounding. How could he give this to the pharaoh now? Tears finally fell down his face, straining his pale skin.

“You weep disgusting. Seth doesn’t care for you. He doesn’t love you. You are beneath him.” Akhenaden spilled his hurtful words, anything to get this boy away from his son before everything fell apart before his eyes.

“What is going on?” Shimon asked as he saw the slave on his knees and hands, sobbing. He walked to the slave, pulling him into an embrace.

“I can’t give it to him like this! He will hate it!” Yugi cried. He heard the words. He didn’t care what this man said. This man ruined his gift for the pharaoh. They cared for a slave. He heard footsteps walking away with a growl from Akhenaden. He continued to sob.

Shimon gave an idea to try to bring a smile back to that face, “Why don’t we plant it in the garden for him and then we will find him to show it to him?” Yugi’s head snapped up, looking with hope. He gave a smile to the slave, seeing one of the harem girls cleaning up the mess. He help Yugi up and got the flower. He went to the garden, watching as Yugi started to plant it. He shook his head at what happened today.

In Seth’s chamber, Atem asked again, “What is going on?” Seth still knelt refusing to meet his eyes. He knelt down, hearing a surprise gasp. He stated, “I value you in this kingdom. I value your strength. Looking at you gives me the strength to rule this kingdom. I know you are loyal to me. But this all confuses me. Why would you think I wouldn’t believe those words?”

Seth was ready to speak, the words right at the tip of his tongue but the door was opened and slammed shut. He stood up, turning his body away from his king. He couldn’t say it no matter how much he wished to reveal the truth he knew. He heard the door again and glanced back to see Shimon standing there.

Shimon sighed, “Yugi, you didn’t need to run out of the room like that.”

“Hello little one.” Atem responded. He glanced at the tensed form of his lover, wondering what happened that had Seth acting like this. Yugi grabbed his wrist, pulling him out the door. He chuckled softly as dirt was going on his tan wrist. He let himself be drag down the halls. Some guards looked ready to step forward and he waved their concern away. He was pulled toward the garden and looked around. Yugi pointed at a purple flower, those pale cheeks red. He tilted his head and asked, “What about this flower, little one?”

“It’s a gift from me. Well Master bought it but I picked it out.” Yugi nervously said. He turned his head to see Seth and Shimon standing there. He fiddled with his fingers as silence took over the garden.

Leaning down, Atem kissed the slave’s forehead as he whispered, “It’s a lovely gift and a great place for such a beautiful part of life to be in.”

Yugi felt his body react to the innocent kiss. His entire face went red. He looked at his master to see a rare smile on his face. He tilted his head, ready to say something but others walked over, making him shut his mouth and lower his head. Beside Shimon was standing there. He doubted the man would do anything to any of them but it was better safe than sorry.

Isis bowed her head, speaking, “My great pharaoh, we must speak.” She raised her head, walking away to the court. Everyone was following her. She glanced to the slave and felt her heart go out to him. She pushed away her tears of the fate coming toward them.

In the court, Atem sat at the throne, seeing his uncle glaring at the slave. He turned back to Isis and asked, “What has happened, Isis?”

Isis knelt before her king, speaking, “I saw darkness coming forth. It will engulf you, my great pharaoh. For your safety, please leave.”

“What will happen to the people?” Atem asked, gaining silence. His uncle was looking at him.

Akhenaden saw his perfect plot. He went and knelt, hating every second of it. He spoke, “My pharaoh, you should leave for your safety.”

Atem rose from the chair, stating, “I will not leave my people when they are in danger.” He glanced to the side to see Yugi in tears. He walked away from his throne, firmly stating, “I will fight to protect them first.”

“My great pharaoh, it is possible you will not make it out alive.” Isis whispered. She couldn’t see the fate clearly but she knew it was a chance that her king would lose his life.

Seth knelt before his pharaoh, speaking loudly and clearly, “I will throw down my life for you if I must, my pharaoh.” He will show his father that no matter what happens, he will stay loyal to Atem.

Yugi lowered his head, feeling his heart ache. He could lose them both. He didn’t want that, but he saw where they must be loyal to. Atem must be loyal to his people while Seth must be loyal to his pharaoh. Tears flowed down his face and sadness was eating at his soul. He wanted to help but what could he do. He was nothing more than a slave.

Isis glanced to the slave, seeing clearly his fate. She turned back to her pharaoh, speaking, “If this is what you wish for, we will fight for you.”

Atem stated, “If Ra’s fate for me is to lose to protect my people, then so be it.” He waved them out of the room, leaving. He saw the trouble in blue eyes but still no answer came. He heard running footsteps and before he could turn around. He felt arms around him, a small body shaking against him. He heard slow footsteps. He looked down to see the slave holding onto him. He should have ordered the boy to the room instead of hearing of war. He sighed sadly. What would be Yugi’s fate if they were gone?

Yugi sobbed, “I don’t want to see you both gone. Leave for your safety, pharaoh.”

Seth wanted to say the same thing but he knew his lover well enough that it was best not to show that kind of emotion in the mist of battle. Atem cared for each person of the kingdom, no matter what rank they were. It was one of things that made Atem a great pharaoh. He would gladly lose his life for that.

Atem ran his fingers through the spiky hair, sighing, “Little one.” The sobs didn’t stop and he said the boy’s name, “Yugi.” Innocent eyes looked up at him. He stated, “I leave, my people suffer. I would not make a good pharaoh if I left them. I must protect them with everything that is inside of me. That also means protecting you and the other slaves. I am pharaoh and must think of them before myself.” The slave held him again, tears hitting against his bare chest. The guards glanced over and he gave them a look that they were dismissed. He walked down the hall with Yugi and Seth. As the entered the room, he sat down and the slave climbed on his lap still in tears. He ran his fingers through the hair, listening to the boy falling asleep, still holding onto him.

Seth started to take of his jewelry, staring at his slave and his lover. He spoke, “I’m sorry.”

“For what?” Atem asked as he leaned his head back against the chair. Seth looked at him in sadness and pain. He sighed, “I must protect them, Seth.”

Seth turned away from his king, stating, “For you to fall for them and leave us behind.”

“Isis didn’t say that was my fate but that it could happen. I must fight for them, my high priest.” Atem responded as he picked up the slave. Yugi made a noise and he laid him down on the bed. He looked at his high priest, the only one who was truly there for him. He walked over, pulling the taller man down. He whispered against those lips, “If I fall, I know we will meet in the next life.”

Seth sealed those lips, wanting to be the one to die. He wrapped his arms around his king, one of the people who held his heart. The kiss was broken and Atem gave him a soft smile. His pharaoh said he had to leave and sort things out. He was ordered to stay by Yugi’s side for the night.

Mana stared at the wall. She was only going to see if Atem was all right. She didn’t mean to see him with the high priest. She heard footsteps, not ready to be caught. She left as quietly as she could.

Atem left the room and leaned against the wall. Sometimes he thought the gods were laughing at him. He closed his eyes. He had to protect them all but deep inside sometimes he wished he didn’t have that burden to carry. He shook such thoughts out of his mind. He had duties to continue and plans to make. He had no time for this self-doubting. He walked away from them, ready for the war that was coming. His fate will be waiting for him, whatever that might be.

Inside the room, Seth laid on the bed with Yugi curled close to him. A few tears fell from his blue eyes. Why was the gods letting this happen? What more did Atem have to prove? He closed his tired eyes, whispering, “Atem, let me fall before you. Let me die for you and only you, my pharaoh Atem.”
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