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Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or The Pleasure Slave by Gena Showalter

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A/N:
Here�s chapter 3! I�m going to try to update this at least once or twice a
week. The spell Anzu says at the end of this chapter was borrowed from Gena Showalter�s book, and I DO NOT own it at all. I merely
borrowed it to serve a purpose in this chapter.

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"You
want me to go horseback riding with you?" Mana inquired curiously, raising
a brown brow at Atemu.

Atemu,
who was seated in a elegant wooden chair across from
her, nodded his head. It was a lovely day. Ra was shining brightly, and the sky
was a beautiful blue. Atemu and Mana were in one of the giant palace rooms, one
that had a nice view of the scenery outside, and both were currently playing a
game of senet. Mahado was lounging in the doorway,
talking to Seto about something. Both priests were there to keep an eye on
their ruler while he and Mana played.

"Yes.
Is that a bad thing?" Atemu questioned, raising his own brow. Mana stared
him down, wondering just what was up with him today. All day he had wanted to
stay busy, either by playing games with her, heading out to the stables to see
the animals, checking on the servants... It was almost as if Atemu was trying
to avoid something. Mana stared at him suspiciously as a thought occurred to
her, though she didn't say anything in case that was not it.

"It's
just you never usually have this much time for me. Plus aren't you supposed to be
entertaining Princess Anzu? Why don't you ask her to go riding with you?"
Mana asked. Atemu swallowed thickly and paled, lowering his eyes to the
game-board. Suddenly he raised his eyes to hers and smiled brightly.

"Why
bring her along? What's wrong with me wanting to spend the day with one of my
best friends instead?" Atemu chirped, a little too eagerly. Mana's eye twitched, and she stared at him with a look of disbelief on
her face. It was as she feared. Atemu was avoiding the princess for some reason,
and the proof was in the fact that he wanted nothing to do with her.

"Who
are you and what have you done with Atemu?" Mana
dead panned. Atemu chuckled nervously.

"Come
on Mana, humor me. Please?" Mana sighed and crossed her arms over her
chest.

"You're
avoiding the Princess, aren't you? Why?" Mana came straight out and called
Atemu on it. Atemu sighed as well and leaned back in his chair, glancing away
from her.

"Because,
I just don't want to see her right now." Atemu said
softly. Mana blinked. The expression on Atemu's face and the tone of his voice
tugged at her heartstrings. What had transpired between them to make her
Pharaoh want to avoid Anzu so badly? Mana smiled and moved one of her game
pieces.

"Fine,
I'll go riding with you, but only if you promise to tell me what happened later
when we come back." Mana told him. A smile lit Atemu's face and he met her
eyes, looking truly grateful.

"Thank
you Mana." Both of them rose from their chairs and began to head for the
door. Mahado and Seto turned to them, a curious look on both their faces.

"And
where are you two going?" Seto asked. Atemu looked up at him.

"We're
going horseback riding." Atemu stated simply.

"Would
you like us to accompany you, my Pharaoh?" Mahado questioned. Atemu
nodded.

"If
you wish.
I don't mind." Atemu motioned to Mana and the two walked past the priests,
turning and heading down the hall. Mahado and Seto accompanied them to the
stables, where they each chose a horse and mounted it. Atemu snapped his reins
and led the way to the trails where they would ride for the day. As they
cantered along the trails, Mana and Atemu side by side, and Seto and Mahado
side by side, they chatted aimlessly about everything and nothing, enjoying the
slightly breezy day.

"How
goes the negotiations with the princess?" Seto suddenly questioned, truly
curious as to what was going to transpire between their countries. Atemu, who
was currently engaged in a conversation with Mana, froze in mid-sentence,
glancing back at Seto.

"They've
gone well. We've almost gotten things settled." Atemu replied.

"Good.
May I inquire as to what you've decided? Did you take Master Siamun's advice
and ask her to wed?"

"She
asked me..." Atemu admitted, something entering his tone that made Mahado
glance at him in alarm. Seto's eyes widened.

"She
did? You said yes, didn't you? You know what this peace means to Egypt."
Seto told him. The priest wasn't trying to be forceful or pushy on purpose, but
this peace treaty was important to both of their countries and meant a great
deal. If Atemu said no... Seto could only imagine the
disaster that would accompany that kind of choice.

"I
told her I'd think about it."

"What's
there to think about!?" Seto exclaimed. "This would mean
peace! Why didn't you just say yes?!" Mana noticed
Atemu's grip tighten on his reins as he kept his eyes downcast. She bit her
lip, suddenly knowing why he wanted to get out of the palace so much today. It
wasn't just that he wanted to avoid the princess. He was trying to avoid the
whole thing altogether and pretend it didn't exist. It was things like what
Seto was saying that made reality come crashing back down on him.

"Seto..."
It was Mahado who spoke up next. "Perhaps it is best we let our Pharaoh
think about it. Peace or not, this is a union between two people who barely
know each other. Mayhap he wants time to think of the benefits-"

"Benefits!? The only
benefit we need is peace! If marrying her stops a war from happening, then by
Ra he'll be married to her by sundown!" Seto snapped. That was apparently
the last straw for Atemu as he suddenly snapped his reins and took off like
lightening, riding hard and fast away from Mana and the two priests. Mana's
eyes widened and she called out for him to come back, but Atemu pretended not
to hear her and kept going, even ignoring Seto's and Mahado's calls. He rode
until his vision blurred, until his horse could take no more. Finally looking
around at where he had driven blindly to, he saw he'd arrived at a small oasis.
He stopped and got down, leading his horse to the fresh water and letting it
drink, apologizing for driving it so hard.

"Seto
understands naught." He snapped to his horse, as a way to vent. "He
understands not what it would mean to be attached to someone for the rest of
your life whom you can not stand, or love, or feel anything for. Why must it be
this way?" He patted the horse's mane, and the animal neighed. "Why
can I not wait for someone whom I love before I wed? I know peace means
everything, and it is my duty to prevent war by any means necessary, but why
must I sacrifice my own happiness to do so?" Atemu walked away from his
horse, slumping to the ground under a small tree.

"No
one seems to care about my feelings in the matter." Atemu went on, musing
to himself. "No one seems to care what I want. Am I truly being selfish?
Is it wrong to want such things as love and trust? Devotion
and caring? Is it wrong for me to want them?" Tears pricked Atemu's
eyes, but he would not let them fall. As a king, he could not show such signs
of weakness, even alone. His horse neighed again, softly and gently, and Atemu
glanced up at it.

"Is
Anzu really the only way I have to go?"

Another
neigh, only more frantic.

"Nay,
say you Shadow?" Atemu chuckled. "At least someone understands me, even
if it be beast and not man." Atemu rose to his feet and went to his
animal, gently patting the mane once more, in thanks. "You listen quite well Shadow. I wonder what you would tell me if
you could speak." Another neigh, and Atemu
laughed. "What say you Shadow? Should I marry her? Or should I say
no?" Atemu questioned the animal.

"I
would say you should follow your heart." Atemu jumped, visibly startled,
and whirled around the face the source of the voice that had just spoken.

"Mana!"

"Seto
and Mahado are still looking for you. I'm really glad I found you first."
She spoke, her vivid green eyes trained on Atemu. She had managed to lose the
priests herself, and she knew the two of them had to be livid by now, not that
she could blame them.

"Ha,
let them look. I have no desire to be found yet." Atemu grumbled.

"I
heard you." Mana admitted. Atemu flushed and looked away as the brunette
joined him, one slender tanned hand reaching up to pet Shadow's mane. "You
don't have to be ashamed. I won't tell anyone either."

"Mana,
what do you think, honestly? I do not love her, I barely know her, and yet
everyone is expecting me to tie my life to hers. I know my country comes before
myself, but damnit Mana...!" Atemu turned away
from her, his heart aching in his chest.

"I
just told you to follow your heart." Mana told him, laying a hand gently
on his arm, a sweet smile on her face. Atemu glanced back at her.

"Truly?"

"Truly. I know peace
means a great deal to everyone, but why should it come at such a cost as your
happiness? I would rather you find someone that makes you happy. And perhaps
everyone should have given you more time to get to know Anzu, instead of
pushing for a union so suddenly. What good is a bed partner, a life mate, you
know nothing about? As your best friend, I say your heart is what
matters." Atemu turned fully and wrapped his arms around Mana, pulling her
in for a hug. Mana hugged him back after a brief moment of shock. It was
uncharacteristic of Atemu to hug her like this, but she was not going to
complain.

"Thank
you Mana." Atemu murmured. "But how do I let her down without causing
a war?"

"Pharaoh, that I do not know, but just do whatever you deem
necessary." Mana replied. Atemu smiled sincerely down at her, honestly
touched by her words.
"Then
Mana, there is something I must do."

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It
was late afternoon by the time Atemu and Mana returned to the palace, two very angry
looking priests riding along behind them. As Atemu and Mana left the oasis
earlier, Mahado and Seto had finally found them, and they wasted no time in
giving their ruler an ear full about the dangers of riding off into the middle
of nowhere all alone. Atemu merely ignored them, content to ride back with Mana
by his side. It made the two priests even angrier that their Pharaoh had
ignored their warnings, and the conversation had ended with a retort from Seto
that Atemu would be sorry when some rouge bandit attacked him for the
simple reason that he was stupid enough to go on his way alone.

Atemu
hopped down from Shadow, allowing a stable-hand to take him away. He left to
head into the palace, not waiting for anyone to catch up to him. He needed to
speak with Anzu, and it was probably best if they were alone. He headed down
the hallway to her rooms, a determined look on his face. He told Anzu he would
give her an answer, and he would keep his word. He reached her room and knocked
on the door. A shuffling sound was heard from inside, and then the door opened,
revealing the princess. She seemed startled to see him, but a smile lit her
face.

"Pharaoh! What a pleasant
surprise! Did you enjoy the horseback riding?" Anzu asked. Atemu nodded.

"Very
much so.
And it's given me ample time to think over your proposal. As promised, I will
give you an answer, but not here." Atemu told her. Anzu grinned, her azure
eyes lighting up further.

"Well
then, where do you wish to talk?" Anzu tucked a strand of her brown hair
behind her ear.

"Come
with me." Was the reply. Anzu came out of the
room, closing the door behind her. She followed Atemu down a series of
hallways, into a room that was quiet and dark. It made her nervous that he had
to bring her all the way to such a secluded room to speak with her. Whatever
could he possibly have to tell her that needed to be kept so quiet? Anzu felt a
stab of dread run through her. Surely he would not... Surely he would not have
the nerve to say no to her, to deny her what she wanted so badly?

"Pharaoh...
What is it?" Anzu questioned as Atemu closed the door.

"Princess...
I have thought about this for a while, and... I just can not bring myself to do
it. I can't marry you." Atemu told her, thinking it best to just come out
and say it. Anzu's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You're...
You're rejecting me?!" Anzu shrieked. "Why!?"

"Because
I do not know you!" Atemu snapped back, angry over her sudden harsh
tone, though he supposed he understood why she was upset. "Forgive me
Princess, but I can not, and will not, tie my life forever to a stranger, and
one whom I cannot love!" Anzu's eyes widened more at his last sentence.

"You
cannot love me?! What about me can you not find a way to love!?" Anzu
demanded.

"Everything! From what I've
seen, you are a spoiled rotten princess who's only
interest is her own well being! Think about it Princess, did you ever think
about what this union would truly mean!? Did you think about your country, or
more about what this would bring you, a new status as a Queen!"
Atemu shouted, forgetting himself as he lost his temper. Upset or not, she had
no right to speak to him thus, and with such a demanding tone of voice. Anzu
let out a shriek of outrage, her blue eyes burning with fury.

"How
dare you! How dare you!" Anzu screamed. "I offered you
a chance at peace, and you throw it in my face, you selfish bastard!"

"Peace
was not what you want, is it?!"

"You
know nothing about me or what I want!"

"That's
precisely my point!" Atemu snapped. Anzu's eyes promised pain,
and lots of it, but Atemu brushed it off, his own eyes burning with the same
fury. Atemu had had enough of this. He had hoped she would take it better, but
when she had reacted the way she had, he got defensive. Atemu whirled and
ripped open the door, slamming it closed behind him. He heard yet another
scream before something hit the door and shattered. Atemu kept walking, knowing
now that peace might not happen between them, at least not now. He went back to
his own room, opening the door and stalking inside, throwing himself down on
his bed. He considered himself foolish for what he had done, but he couldn't...
He couldn't marry her.

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Anzu
stalked to her room, her rage evident on her face. Duke saw her coming down the
hallway, and he was instantly concerned. She brushed past him with nary a word,
opening her door and walking inside. Duke followed her, walking inside just in
time to see her throw herself on her bed and let out a shriek of rage right
into the pillow on her bed. He closed the door behind him, lest anyone should
see his princess lose her composure like this. He let her scream until her face
was red and her hair lose and stringy around her head. When she was done, she
lay there, panting.

"Princess?" Duke called
softly. She raised her head, her blue eyes a light with fury.

"He
rejected me! He told me he could not marry me! He told me I was unlovable!!"
Anzu screamed, picking up her pillow and throwing it at Duke, the nearest
target to her rage. Duke batted the pillow away, his eyes widening in
disbelief.

"How
dare he speak such lies?" Anzu blinked, pressing her hair down as she
gazed at her escort.

"You
disagree with him?" She asked, suddenly sounding meek.

"Of
course!
He is a fool to claim no one could love you!" Duke argued passionately.
Anzu smiled sweetly at him.

"Then,
my dear bodyguard and sorcerer, you wouldn't mind helping me get my
revenge." At her words, Duke blinked, confused.

"Revenge?" He echoed.

"Yes.
He should pay for what he's done to me, and instead of war, I'm
wanting to go for something much more personal. His
free will and pride." Anzu smirked. Duke's eyes widened again.

"Princess,
are you asking for-?"

"Duke,
would you be a darling and lend me your spell book?" Anzu questioned,
rising from the bed and walking over to stand in front of him, fluttering her
eyelashes coyly. Duke swallowed thickly and stepped back, pressing
himself against the door.

"Princess,
I can not. If your father found out you cast a spell on him, it wouldn't matter
what he'd said to you; your father would punish you severely." Duke
argued.

"Father
will not find out, and besides, what father wouldn't want the man who'd hurt
his little girl to pay?" Anzu argued back.

"Princess,
please, don't ask me to-" Duke's words were cut
off with a strangled gasp as Anzu pressed herself against him.

"Please
Duke? Please? Just one little spell; it won't even cause him any physical harm.
Just a little payback." Anzu ran one pale finger
up Duke's chest, causing the raven haired man to shiver. "If you do this
for me, I'll..." Anzu trailed off, leaning up and pressing her lips to
Duke's. Duke's eyes went so wide that he thought they would fall out of his
sockets. Suddenly he closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Anzu, pressing
her flush against his body. Anzu moaned against his lips, one hand coming up to
cup his face. Duke finally came back to himself a moment later and realized
what he was doing. He grabbed Anzu by the shoulders and gently pushed her away.
She blinked at him, tilting her head to the side. Why had he pushed her away?
She was certain he wanted her.

"P-Princess! I-We-You! Can't!" Ah, now she understood. Anzu giggled, pressing
one finger to his lips and making a shushing noise.

"I
did that for you, now, you do something for me..." Her eyes glittered with
malice. Duke swallowed again, and he nodded his head meekly.

"As
my Princess wishes." Duke turned and opened the door, a strange feeling in
his gut telling him he would regret the choice in the days to come. Anzu
followed him, clasping her hands together and giggling giddily.

"Thank
you!" She squealed. Duke sighed. They entered his room a moment later, and
Duke reached under the mattress on his bed, pulling out a blue book with odd
symbols on the front. He handed it to her, making sure to give her a stern
look.

"No
physical harm Princess. I will not have you stain your hands with blood."
Duke warned her. Anzu nodded and took the book.

"Of
course.
My intention is not to harm him." With that, she clutched the book to her
chest and hurried from the room back to her own. Once inside, she shut her door
and threw herself on her bed, opening the book to look for a spell that would
serve her purpose. She had flipped through half the book, a frown upon her face
because she could not find one, when a certain one caught her eye. She looked
over it, her eyes beginning to shine. She thought for a moment, going over the
words. She would need a sealing object. Surely one could be found in his room.
She closed the book and leapt from the bed, hurrying out of her room and down
the hall.

There
was a guard stationed at Atemu's door when she got there. She quickly hid the
book behind her back as she walked up to him. Blinking innocently up at him,
she questioned him about Atemu's whereabouts. Learning that in need of some
air, he had gone to the gardens, Anzu smiled, mostly to herself.

"There
is something of mine in his chambers I need to get," Anzu lied. "May
I please retrieve it? I'll be in and out quickly."

"I
can not allow you entry to his private chamber Princess." The guard said.
Anzu fluttered her lashes.

"Please?
I really need it."

"I
can not allow you entry Princess." Anzu huffed and stormed down the hall.
Turning a corner, she pressed herself against the wall. She knew the perfect
spell to rid herself of that annoying guard and sneak into Atemu's chambers. She
opened the book, skimming for the spell she wanted. Once she found it, she
muttered it softly. A sudden thud was heard, and she peeked around the corner
to see the guard out cold, lying on the floor. Anzu smiled and strode back to
the door, opening it and slipping inside.

Anzu
looked around the room. It was far grander and even lovelier then her own, only
fitting for the ruler of a kingdom. Anzu set the book down on Atemu's vanity table
and began searching for something she could use in her spell. It didn't take
her long to find it. A beautiful golden box with the Eye of
Horus on the front of it. She recognized the symbol from the same eye
that rested on the pyramid around Atemu's neck. She pulled the lid off, only to
find it empty. Perfect.

"What
in the name of Ra!?" A call outside the door startled her,
and she whirled around in surprise. The door suddenly began to open behind her,
making the brunette gasp and go for the spell book on the table, taking the
golden box with her. The door swung open with a bang, revealing Atemu standing
in the doorway. His eyes instantly fell on her, and his eyes burned with rage.

"WHAT
ARE YOU DOING IN HERE!?" The monarch snarled. The guards limp form lay on the ground at his feet. Anzu sucked in a
frightened breath. She couldn't back down now. Atemu stormed into the room,
slamming the door behind him. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY GUARD!?" His
eyes fell on the box in her hands, and the rage in his ruby eyes doubled. Anzu
set the box down on the table and began flipping through the book. He stalked
towards her, and she panicked, saying the words to a spell in the book. Atemu
froze, his eyes clouding over in shock and confusion. Anzu smiled. Ah, that
spell froze him in place. That made this all the easier. She grabbed the golden
box and walked over to him, setting it at his feet.

"Anzu!" Atemu snarled,
calling her by her name instead of title as he lost his temper. "What have
you done!? Undo it now!" Anzu giggled.

"I'm
going to knock that pride of yours down a notch or two, Atemu."
Anzu watched his eyes darken to maroon, his rage reaching the boiling point at
her use of his given name. She found the spell she wanted and looked back to
him.

"Whatever
you are planning, stop it now!"

"You're
done giving me orders. From now on, I'm the one that's going to be giving you
orders!" Anzu snapped. She placed her finger on the page of the
book.

"From
now on, until love finds you true, a slave I shall make of you." Anzu
spoke. Atemu's eyes widened as he realized she was speaking some sort of spell.
He reacted instinctively, trying to call upon the power of his puzzle. It
briefly glowed, but nothing happened. The puzzle was not having any effect on
her freezing spell. Atemu began to panic, not knowing what kind of spell this
would be, but knowing it wouldn't be anything good.

"Anzu...
Anzu, stop." Anzu smirked, hearing the pleading
in his voice, but she would not be stopped now.

"Into
a trinket box you shall rest, answering each summons as it suits best."
She continued, and the golden box at his feet began to glow.

"Anzu! Please,
stop!"

"This
I bind, this I speak, your will matters none." The box glowed brighter,
and Atemu suddenly lost his voice, his eyes widening in ever growing panic as a
sharp pain lanced through his heart. Try as he might to say something, he could
not. Glancing down, he realized in horror that his body was no longer solid.
Instead, he was see-through, resembling a spirit.

"So
said, let it be known, so said, let it be done." Anzu finished the spell
and right before her eyes, Atemu's wispy form vanished, sucked into the golden
box. Anzu squealed with glee, rushing forward and snatching up the golden box,
holding it greedily in her hands. Atemu was hers, all hers! He would never
belong to another! And the best part was that he would have to do what she
said, no matter what, for the rest of his life! Anzu squealed again and rushed
from the room with the book and the box, ready to try out her new slave.
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