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Catechism	By : phantomness Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1079 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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I feel a bit sorry for Mana � she doesn�t know she�s being
used�
K, definite Loyaltyshipping in this chapter
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*

Chapter 4

�� He finished
the pastry and yawned. It was far too late to return to his rooms. Besides,
Mahaado�s bed was soft.
�� Mahaado
blinked, seeing that his Pharaoh did not seem to be making any move to leave,
and decided not to comment. He was unprepared, however, for Yami to pat the
blankets next to him.
�� Did his
Pharaoh mean�?
�� Come on,
Mahaado, I�m cold! And no, you are not sleeping on the floor. That�s a
royal command!�
�� That made
sense. With a sigh, he removed his ornaments and jewelry and climbed into bed
next to Yami. Yami immediately snuggled up to him and promptly fell asleep.
�� The Priest
mentally sighed and was soon deep in dreams as well.

�� Mana found
them the next morning when she came to �borrow� one of Mahaado�s spell books.
She nearly dropped that very spell book with a crash.
�� Were they�
lovers?
�� It couldn�t
be! But as she peered closer, she saw that they were both fully closed. It was
kind of cute actually.
�� But if
Teacher didn�t get up soon he�d be late for her lessons! Not that she minded.
More time to play!

�� She left her completed
assignment of the air and water runes on Mahaado�s desk and ran outside.

�� Strange,
he�d never slept so well before. Then again, he hadn�t shared a bed in years,
not since � wait, what?
�� Mahaado
snapped awake, seeing a head of spiky hair pillowed on his shoulder. He was
about to hyperventilate when he noticed that they were still clothed. It took a
few more minutes for the events of the previous night to catch up with him.
�� With a
sigh, he disentangled his Pharaoh and headed off to the bathing chambers. By
the time Yami woke up, Mahaado was waiting with a tray of cakes, fruit, and
wine.
�� Yami
grinned appreciatively. He took a quick bath, and then returned, dressed in one
of Mahaado�s long robes. He kept tripping over the hem, and finally, Mahaado
sighed and made a few adjustments with one of his hidden daggers. They had just
finished breakfast when Priest Akunadin burst in, followed by four of the
Pharaoh�s royal guards.

�� My
Pharaoh! We were so worried! We were afraid��
�� Yami
blinked as he popped another grape in his mouth. �As you can see, I�m perfectly
fine, uncle.�
�� Yes, but
why did you not take any of your royal guards with you?�
�� They were
asleep.� Yami replied promptly. He neglected to mention the fact that he
himself had put the sleep spell on them so he could sneak out and see what
Mahaado was doing. Well, last night had been a revelation!
�� The guards
flushed in embarrassment. Akunadin sighed.
�� Well, he
should have expected such. Priest Mahaado was Pharaoh�s childhood friend,
though from Yami�s state of dress, he concluded that the barrier from
friendship into more had been breached.
�� Yami
reached for another grape.

�� Morning
Court should have started two hours ago, Yami!�
�� Yami
frowned. �Was there anything of importance on the agenda today?�
�� Akunadin
spluttered for several moments, but shook his head. Just more petitions,
waiting for the Pharaoh�s attention, from peasants, waited. With a sigh, Yami
waved goodbye to Mahaado and followed Akunadin back to his room, where his
servants dressed him quickly and slid the crown over his head.
�� It was not
that he liked shirking duty. But sometimes, he wished that he weren�t Pharaoh.
There was just so much work involved in running a country.

�� It was
afternoon court, with his Elected Priests in attendance, when they dragged in
several rough-looking men. Apparently they had robbed the royal caravan
traveling from Ethiopia. That was terrible.
They were trying to maintain good
relationships with that country! It was perfectly justified to extract the Ka
monsters of the criminals and then ship them off to the salt mines to work for
several years.
What else were they supposed to do,
kill them?
Yami frowned as death popped up.
The idea was not new, but he hadn�t actually seen anyone die yet. Still, he did
not think it would be long.
His Father had passed away in his
sleep, and the embalmers had taken him away. Yami hadn�t seen him until the
procession to the royal tombs.

��
But then again�
�Where are the Ethiopian
dignitaries being lodged?�
Akunadin coughed. �I decided to
lodge them in the East Wing.� That way, they would be far away from the
corridors where the Priests practiced magic. �They desire an audience with you
in two days.�
�Duly noted.� Yami yawned.
The first of the petitioners came
up, and Yami eyed the parchment as the scribe rattled off the man�s petition.
Apparently, he wanted a tax decrease because his fields had been flooded so his
crops had been ruined.
Hmm.
He�d send someone out to inspect
that. Next item.

By the time they broke for dinner,
Yami was exhausted. Sitting on a throne looking regal all day really cramped.
He ate hurriedly, and than went to find Mana. It was nice to have someone to
play with.
�� They spent
a happy hour playing hide-and-seek, and then he went to find Mahaado. He found
the Priest bent over a manuscript, and cleared his throat.

�� Mahaado
spotted him and sank down to his knees in greeting. �My Pharaoh.�
�� I wish you
wouldn�t do that.�
�� I cannot
break court etiquette, my Pharaoh.�
�� Do you
have any healing potions?�
�� Mahaado
wondered why Yami did not simply seek out a palace Healer, but did not press
the question. He fished a small vial from the shelves lining his study and
handed it to Yami without a word.
�� Yami drank
the potion without complaint, deciding that it hadn�t tasted so bad as some of
the others.
�� He spent
the rest of the evening reading over Mahaado�s shoulder about dark magic, and
decided that it sounded quite interesting.
�� Maybe
Mahaado could teach him�

End Chapter
Completed 4/7/06
Whee!
*Yawn*

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