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Royalty	By : FireWeaver Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2098 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author: WOW!!! So many reviews once again! And *sobs* it�s
the end of March Break! Hopefully I�ll try to keep updating daily until the end
of the story because I really need to get this finished for the fanfic challenge! So everything else will be put on hold
sadly or else I won�t be able to balance it all�schoolwork and fanfics�
Bakura: *puff puff* Ryou finally
calmed down�and I�m still loved more�
Ryou: *pouts*
Malik: I think I�ll leave it to the author to take out EK
later for me� if she goes too far� >< Too lazy�. -.-
Author: At least no more hikari wrath� >< Anyways, I
love you guys! So on with the story! And I can angst anyone I want!!! Cause this fic is ANGST in
general, so I�m giving Ryou-chan a break and
attacking Malik a bit, so there!

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The Pharaoh left Ryou early in the morning, assuring his
pale lover that he�ll return later on, �I have a Council Meeting�but it will be
short, I promise��
�I�ll be in Jounouchi�s chambers Yami-sa-
I mean Yami�� Ryou leaned forward for a kiss which the tri-coloured haired teen
gave before rushing out the door, needing to change into fresh robes before the
gathering.
The young boy enjoyed himself his hot bath that morning, the
warm water soothing his tense muscles; sleeping in a sitting curled position on
Yami�s chest left him cramped up, despite how nice it was the previous night.
�Master loves me�� the thoughts slowly sunk into Ryou�s mind, �Oh Isis! He
loves me!� It left him feeling all warm and fuzzy inside, realizing just how
wonderful his life truly is now.
Dressing himself in a clean simple tunic after getting out
of the relaxing water, he ate the fruit on the prepared breakfast tray, leaving
the bread and water, then headed out the door, eager to tell his friends what
happened last night.
�WAH!� In his enthusiasm he ran
headlong into Marik, who was exiting his bed chambers just as fast as he.
�Ryou! What�s the hurry?� The older
teen caught the boy before he fell, steadying him.
�Marik! Such magnificent things
happened last night! I can�t wait to tell you! But let�s all get together at
Jounouchi�s first!� the boy panted, his eyes sparkling.
�Yes�we will�� it was then Ryou noticed Marik�s expression.
�What�s wrong Marik? And where�s Malik?�
�That�s what I�m worried about I�m afraid�� placing his arm
around the pale boy�s shoulders they walked on, �Seto-sama
changed us last night, instead of me he demanded for Malik�s services�but�my
stupid brother was sneaking off with Jounouchi again�that idiot�� he paused to
think, then continued, �He was two turns of an hourglass late�I�m afraid
something happened to him.�
�Oh no!� Ryou gasped and covered
his mouth, knowing what punishments the High Priest could come up with,
experiencing some himself, �Where could he be now?�
�Hopefully at Jounouchi�s already,� the wild haired Egyptian
mumbled to himself as they walked on.
They froze when they heard soft sobbing coming from behind
the doors of one of the chambers. �Seto-sama�s bed
chambers�Malik!� Detaching himself from Ryou the Egyptian slammed the doors
open with the boy following. His hard violet eyes grew wide at the sight, his
breath stopping; on the floor lay his brother, blood streaming out of his back in obscenely large amounts,
while his torn passage was also seeping blood, much of it encrusted around the
opening.
"Oh Ra!" Marik dropped to his knees gently cradling the younger
Egyptian into his arms, "Malik! Oh Malik! Oh Ra! What did he do to
you?"
Ryou covered his mouth, his
stomach churning at the sight; never even imagining in his life that Seto-sama would do such a monstrous thing. He fell beside Marik,
his delicate fingers brushing hair out of the younger Ishtar's sweaty face.
"I'm...I'm not dead..."
Malik whimpered, smiling weakly up at Marik.
The elder teen burst into tears,
rocking Malik and sobbing into his hair. "We have to get you to Jounouchi!
Now!"
Ryou felt tears falling from his
eyes as he reached out, stroking both Egyptian's hair, sniffing softly as he
helped Marik stand up, and they quickly left the room. They went down the halls
slowly, trying to jostle Malik as little as possible, the elder brother kissing
his brother on the forehead again and again in comfort while Ryou stroked the
tanned boy's hair.
"Not even Jounouchi will be
able to seal up these wounds completely," the wild haired Egyptian said
somberly, "He'll need to bandage your back..."
"It's alright...the pain only
lasts a few months at most."
Ryou whimpered at Malik's attempts
to be brave, "A-A few months? Why Malik? Why can't he heal them?"
Marik bowed his head, "You
remember the story of how we got these carvings right Ryou? You asked me a few
days after I bathed with you on the day of your arrival."
The white haired boy nodded
gently, "Seto-sama decided to 'decorate' you
two... and it hurt for two months...even after the healer's work...but why?"
"No matter how powerful the healer...
the markings on our back are cursed by Seto-sama...they
are meant to give us pain and the scars are meant to remain to remind
us..."
As they walked on the small boy buried
his face into Malik's hair, pressing his lips against the teen's head, "I
wish I can share this with you...then you won't be alone..."

The healer nearly fainted when he
saw Malik's state, immediately panicking about how much blood the young Ishtar has
lost.
"Stop fussing too much! I'm
not dead for Ra's sake!" the tanned boy moaned a bit before drifting off
into needed sleep.
Tears slid down the blonde's face
as he began to knit up the carvings as much as he could before heading to
prepare a special medication to spread over the boy�s back before bandaging the
rest, "It's my fault...we should have never seen each other last
night!"
Ryou was seated on Marik's lap,
the two comforting one another, rocking slowly.
"Don't blame yourself Jounouchi...he snuck out on his own, he chose
this...but...don't do it again," the wild haired Egyptian said, fiddling
with his earrings.
"We won't..." the teen
said softly, kissing his lover on the cheek, before hurrying to heal up the
boy's behind as he waited for the spelled liquid to simmer.

Yami strolled down the halls,
overjoyed that for once in his life; he had the afternoon to himself. He headed
towards the healing chamber, promising Ryou to visit him, and to see Jounouchi
again. A smile touched his lips, his best friend Jounouchi, once wild kid who
loved to play tricks on the Council, now ten years later the best healer in the
kingdom. "Haven't seen him in over 5 years...I wonder how he's
doing..."
He never expected the horror that
greeted him.
"What in
the name of Ra?!?!?!" The Pharaoh
rushed to the tanned boy who lay on his stomach on the stone bed, Jounouchi
carefully spreading ointment over the bloody carvings on the teen's back.
"Seto's
slave...Malik!"
Ryou turned at the voice of the
young man at the door, "Yami!" rushing off Marik's lap he flew into
the arms of his king, burying his face into his chest and sobbing quietly, �It
was horrible! Horrible!"
�Ryou..." Yami wrapped his
arms around the pale teen, trying to comfort him, ignoring the looks of
surprise from the healer and the older Ishtar, "I came to visit him,"
he said simply, "but I didn't expect this, what happened?"
"Seto-sama...punished
him for being late..." Marik said softly, having never spoken to the
Pharaoh before.
Yami's red eyes flashed in anger,
"He did all of this to this young boy for the sake for being late?!?!? He
didn't even DARE go this far with Ryou!"
"Ryou's YOUR slave...we are
Seto-sama's...there's a difference..."
The Pharaoh shook his head,
"There is no difference...I will see Seto about this!"
Ryou looked up as did Marik, hope
in their eyes, "You will?"
"Lateness shouldn't be
punished to such a disgusting extent," Yami stroked Ryou's hair as he took
a seat, pulling the boy into his lap.
Jounouchi finished rubbing on the
medication and began to bandage his lover's back, fidgeting from foot to foot
nervously. He hasn't faced Yami since the young man became Pharaoh; now he
doesn't know how to address hi, "Umm...my Pharaoh...ummm..."
"Just Yami old friend, just
Yami's fine," Yami smiled in reassurance to Jounouchi.
"Yami then," the blonde
grinned, "so what's it between you and Ryou here?"
The pale boy had stopped crying
when Malik's back stopped bleeding and was bandaged, and had now blushed,
turning to face the healer, "This is why I wanted to gather you all here."
He swung adjacent to the Pharaoh, his arms still wrapped around the man's
waist, "We are...we are..."
"We are lovers now is what
he's trying to say."
Ryou squeaked a bit, his head
bobbing up and down in agreement.
The boy who lay on the bed
suddenly groaned and looked up, his face splitting into a wide grin, "I
told you there are happy endings!" he declared.
Marik split into a smile while
Jounouchi left Malik's side to slap the Pharaoh's shoulder in congratulations.
"I told you so Ryou!" the healer cried, hugging his lifelong friend
and his new friend at the same time, �My best wishes!�
"Maybe then..." the
elder Ishtar said quietly, "Maybe then...my Pharaoh-"
"Just call me Yami, all of
you; I'm sick of hearing 'My Pharaoh' coming from people, especially since we
are all of almost the same age in reality."
"Yami..." Marik said
slowly, feeling awkward at using the king's real name, "can you
please...release Bakura? You love Ryou and Bakura's suffered
enough...please..." he begged.
Guilt consumed Yami as he saw the
broken look on the Egyptian's face, "I'm sorry Marik...I didn't know what
I was thinking when I condemned him to hell...Give me two days, I will have him
released; but..." he paused to think, "be careful of your actions
from now on. As much as I don't care anymore that you and him are lovers...keep it away from Seto; he's known for his bad temper."
"Yes my Phar-
ummm Yami..." in all courtesy, Marik dropped on
his knees and bowed.
The Pharaoh shook his head and
touched the elder Ishtar�s arm, signaling him to get up, �We�re all equals
outside of my Council�in here we are all equals.�
When Marik looked up tears were
streaming down his face, �Thank you so much��

When the sun began to set Yami had
to leave his new ring of companions, needing once again to attend another
Council Meeting.
�Will you ever get time with me?�
Ryou whimpered softly, clutching to the Pharaoh�s robes.
�I will�once this flood season is
over�I promise there will be fewer meetings�� he kissed the smaller boy briefly
before billowing out of the room. Actually, the young man wanted this meeting;
it will give him a chance to face Seto, and tell the High Priest to not dare
touch his slave in that way again.

�But my Pharaoh! I was only punishing him for his tardiness! Surely for
over years he should learn to be on time!�
�I don�t want to hear your petty
excuses Seto. I saw what you did to the boy and it was sickening; simply being
late doesn�t call for such harsh treatment. Why, he�s barely older than Ryou!
Who�s only fifteen�� Yami shook his head, glaring at the High Priest, �You may
use other methods; scream and yell if you must, and maybe a small beating if he�s
late again�but don�t you DARE use that kind of abuse! Only the slaves of the
underworld will be treated in such a way!�
There was a long sigh from the
cold eyed priest, �As you wish,� and he bowed low.
He gritted his teeth as the
Pharaoh left, cursing the other young man, �Other methods I shall use��

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Author: I know it seems a little
dragging�but the angst will come! I promise! Ok? Ok!
Malik: *just saw what EK is doing
and drops on his knees* Please please please please please!!!
Get my stuff back!!! And get this Ra-forsaken design off me!!!
Author: O.o.;;; If Malik is begging me�it must be bad�ok EK�please lay
off Malik�he�s angsting enough in the fic as it is�
Bakura: I�ll wash it off� >)
Malik: Ooooo�in
the tub? Or should we shower?
Bakura: Your choice�
Ryou: O.O not MY bathroom!!!!
Bakura: But you didn�t want us on
your carpet�
Ryou: NOT MY BATHROOM!!! HEY DON�T
LOCK IT!!! GAH!!!
Author: Ermmm�review
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