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Faithful Servant	By : trystkinkou Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5141 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not hold any rights to anything in the Yugioh world. That all remains with its creator. And no moneys have exchanged hands.

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Author: Kinkou
Betas: MaggieMay and Jazzy:
Rating: M
Genre: AU Romance/Humor
Pairing: Jou/Seto, Yugi/Yami, Malik/Marik, Ryou/Bakura, Otogi/Honda
Disclaimer: I do not hold any rights to anything in the Yugioh world. That all remains with its creator. And no moneys have exchanged hands.
Chapter {2/?}
***A/N: sorry this is so short, i just wanted to get something out. I am working on the next chapter of this and Nesting Habits as well as a new story I hope to get out by Halloween in my Beyond my Heart series called Collared Heart. So yeah, sorry i was gone so long and this is so short.***
“... They are to be allowed free reign.” Wrinkling his nose, he buried his head deeper under the pillow. “As to food, they will be allowed to hunt, if they wish, but a ration will be allotted them as well.” Golden eyes blinked wearily. Why this voice ALWAYS seemed to tear him from his rest, Ra only knew. Grumbling, the golden form stretched from under the pillow; his claws kneading gently. As long as that voice was around, his rest would be interrupted.
Finally awake, he stuck his head between the curtains. Strange humans stood not too far away in conversation. Twitching back and forth, his golden ears caught what he assumed was the leader’s words, but they didn’t seem all important to him. Shrugging his shoulders, his golden body glided from the litter and into the Highest Time’s heat. The younger siblings would be awake soon and he needed to be prepared. Quick sniffs on the breeze lead him to his first item. Sitting innocently among other food items, a small bladder of water waited for him. Being careful of his teeth, he picked up the bladder and looked for something else to use. There! A pottery lid sat off to a table’s side in one of the fabric shadings. It took some maneuvering, but he finally managed to place the lid on his head for easy carrying on the way back to the others.
The humans grew silent watching his long golden form pacing back to the royal carrier. With pottery lid on, the large feline’s fierce form flickered through. Much like their own warriors, the cat’s steps faltered not a bit; even on the jump past the curtains, he still maintained his stride. Once inside, he slid the lid down among the cushions making sure the spill risk was low. Deftly, his sharp teeth made quick work of the bladder’s tough leather; allowing the sweet water to flow. The lid filled as several smaller heads peeked from the cushions. Mumbled yawns were the older cat’s thanks as he returned to his smaller sister’s side. Licking her head lovingly, his golden eyes never lost their wary gaze; studying his surroundings minutely and planning.

“Your Grace, are you certain that thing is a cat? It looks more like a lion cub.” One voice whispered, hoping not to offend.
Blue eyes blinked at the litter’s swaying curtains. “Quite certain.” The man’s voice held not the surprise he felt at the strange sight of the ‘helmed’ feline carrying a water bladder. Gathering himself, the man turned to his subordinates. “Ra knows it will be difficult, but protect them to your best abilities. The Gods themselves demanded their safe return to our Pharaoh; so shall they be.”
“Yes, High Priest Seth!” Nodding a dismissal, Seth turned towards his tent, only to see the large feline leave the carrier again. Curious, he followed the cat on his trek. After a few minutes, he was surprised to see it entering his area. Deciding to wait, he crossed his arms. He didn’t have to wait long as the cat strolled merrily out again; carrying a hunk of meat, Seth recognized as HIS meal in its teeth. Cold blue eyes narrowed as the brazen feline sauntered up to him. It paused long enough to lock eyes; mischief danced in those golden orbs as it raised its long tail and proudly continued on its way. Flexing his fingers, Seth reigned in his temper. ‘The Gods want his safe return. The Gods want his safe return.’ Ran through his mind. The feeling this was going to become Seth’s new favorite mantra set heavily.
Striding the rest of the way into the tent, he assessed the damage done. Only his hunk of meat for the meal was stolen; nothing else was touched. ‘At least he did not make a mess.’ The Priest thought as he saw to his own nooning meal. The meal was light and peaceful, but his thoughts definitely were not. Seth knew better than to question the Gods’ will, but he could not help but wonder what it was about these felines that carried such favor. For the most part, they seemed normal children of Bast.
Taking a bite of fruit, his frown deepened. Could it be that simple? All felines were Bast’s children; so maybe she merely desired these returned to her? Seth shook his head. No. There were hundreds at least taken from their desert homes, yet it was specifically THESE that were commanded safe passage.Something special lie with them. A vision of the large golden male jumped forth. He certainly was unique in the group. And the guard had been correct, he did resemble a lion cub in more ways than one. But no, you could barely see the slightly darker bands on his legs and tail and a very light dusting of spots along his side. Even the larger ears with their little tufts on top screamed what he was. Desert cat or maybe a mix. And a young one at that since he still had his spots, light though they were. But by the Gods, his size was staggering.
Desert cats were small, deceptively delicate felines built for speed and agility. The male held a definite warrior build. He was solid in limb and mass, but those molten gold eyes fostered a mischief and intelligence. Seth shuddered at the thought of him being still young and growth still in his future. Standing already to just below Seth’s knees, the male would be huge as an adult.
Sipping his drink, Seth’s thoughts were interrupted by a silent caravan of fur strolling through his tent’s opening only to stop in line before him. Various yellow, green, and amber eyes stared quiet askance into his own blue. The only molten gold stood guard, but his attention split between the Priest and the door. One by one, the cats took exactly three and a half steps toward the confused human then froze, eyes still trapped with his, waiting for several seconds as if something would happen, then take those same steps back into line...disappointed. Seth had no idea what was going on, but he could not shake the feeling that SOMETHING was suppose to happen and wasn’t.
Finally, the last cat returned to the line. With a snarled ‘khet’ from the golden male, the line turned as one and filed through the door again.It did not take long for Seth to be alone with the larger cat. Snorting in distaste, the cat strolled from the area as well. Seth could have sworn he heard ‘stupid, blind human’ come from the cat as it left to join the others. But no, that could not be. Shaking his head, Seth placed the goblet far from his person. Maybe the drink is a little off today.
All the way back to their cushions, the golden male hissed and grumbled under his breath. How in Mother’s name was he supposed to do his mission of placing everyone where they were destined to be IF the stupid human wouldn’t open up! Isis’s ti- er…. yeah Mother never liked when he swore. Changing his mind mid-rant, the male snarled. He KNEW Mother wanted someone bonded to the Priest, but none of the others could get past his barriers. And then the others had to bond when they FINALLY reached the palace. Just how is he going to swing this? He’d have an easier time battling Horus in a grueling Senet game.
Ungracefully as a cat can, the male plopped down on a cushion and started grooming his fur. Really! Just HOW was he supposed to do this. Each strong lick, the more he calmed down and actually THOUGHT. ‘Maybe’, he thought freezing mid-swipe, ‘it would be better if we wait til we actually arrive at the palace. That will give the others time to get a feel for the Priest and possibly get him to open up enough to bond to one of them.’ Purring, the male agreed the thought had not only merit but the highest chance of success. Slowly, he completed his grooming, watching the smaller siblings eat and play. Thoroughly happy with his plans.
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