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Mistaken Assumptions	By : tavia454 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 17844 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, I make no money off this story! Bummer!

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Hello!
(dodges rotten fruit and veggies from readers) Sorry
for the wait, I�m kind of editing this as I go along! If anyone is up for the
job I need a beta who can tell me if this sounds okay or if it�s just way out
of whack. I�ve pulled 5 pages from this chap alone for being too much. (sighs)

Okay,
before I start a couple of you had some questions (or comments) on that last
chap.

Sakura-Laurel:
(chuckles) Nope, no relationship yet, they�re just intrigued with each other.
Atemu has a slight flaw that should be apparent in this chap. And you saw
spelling errors?! WTF? Dammit,
I thought I had those worked out. Hopefully a beta will take care of that
issue. I hate those!

Lo:
Yeah, I noticed it was wordy too. Trying not to be.
Sorry.

Rayemoon: Thank you! (beams)
I�m just trying to pull my life back together right now � and as much as I love
my job it doesn�t help, so yeah, I�m kind of out of it.

Cody
Thomas: Still working on that first chap � nothing seems to sound quite right.
I�ll let you know when I have it.

AlwaysYourAibou: (chuckles) You
caught that, huh? It just seemed to fit the scene perfectly.

I�ll
do a shout out later in the story. Really, I haven�t forgotten you guys. You
make my day with your comments! But for now on with the
story. This one�s a little short and still stuck on the first day but I
needed to make a couple of points with it. You�ll see!

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A
thick silence descended over the room, broken only by the sounds of harsh breathing
and muffled sobs as Atemu grappled with his choices. He tightened his grip on
the hilt of the sword, grinding his teeth in indecision. Finally, closing his
eyes with a weary sigh the Egyptian monarch let the blade slip from his hands,
where it clattered harmlessly to the ground, reaching out to draw his kneeling
captive to his feet.

�Rise
little one.� He commanded. �I have decided you shall live�for now.�

The
insistent pressure at his elbow left Yugi little choice but to comply with the
demand. Gathering his trembling limbs beneath him the young Hyksos ruler rose
to his feet, his body swaying precariously as he struggled to maintain his
balance. He didn�t understand. Why wasn�t he dead yet? What would become of him
now?

What
about his friends? What would happen to them?!

Those
questions and more flew through the young ruler�s mind as he fought to retain
his tenuous hold on consciousness. Upon attaining the full of his slight height
his vision blurred, tiny pinpricks of light hovering within his sight as his
legs buckled beneath him.

Atemu
gave a startled shout, belatedly realizing that his captive had just fainted,
pulling the boy to him before he could hit the floor. Great! This was just what
he needed to cap off the day! For a second he doubted the wisdom of his earlier
decision.

Blood
on a battlefield he was well equipped to deal with. Fainting children who would
no doubt become a watering pot upon waking � that was a display he would rather
steer clear of. He had neither the time nor the tolerance to console someone
prone to demonstrate such emotional extremes.

With
a disappointed huff Atemu hoisted the unconscious Hyksos king into his arms and
stalked over to one of the ornate, backless couches that were situated around
the corners of the room, not so gently depositing his burden on its cushions.
Perhaps the illusion of courage that the little one had exhibited previously
was nothing more than that � an illusion.

For
some reason he found the concept more than a little disappointing.

�Pharaoh!�

The
distressed cry came from the other side of the door shortly before it caved
free of its moorings and fell inward with a resounding crash, startling Atemu
from his thoughts in time to watch as Mahaado and Seto scrambled over each
other in their haste to enter the room, swords drawn.

The
duo glanced around the seemingly empty room before spotting their sovereign in
the corner, the incredulous expression on his face making the both of them
regret their rushed entry.

Mahaado
bowed low in apology. �I thought I heard you call�is something amiss?�

Atemu
arched a brow, waving his concern away with a casual shift of his hand.
�Nothing I cannot handle on my own.�

�So�are
you�?� Seto asked as he spied the unconscious Hyksos ensconced on the couch
beside Atemu.

�No.�
Atemu shook his head. �I am uncertain of his involvement with our troubles. To
do so would be of no benefit.�

Mahaado
gave his sovereign a sidelong glance. �Then what will you do with him?�

�He
shall accompany us back to Egypt where I will be able to keep watch over
him. His fate shall be determined once more information becomes available. If
he truly is innocent�� Atemu shrugged, tracing the soft contours of the
unconscious child�s face with his eyes. �Then he shall belong to me.�

�And
if he is not?� Seto questioned.

��Than
he shall die by my hand.� Atemu replied impassively. �Either way, I shall be
the one to decide.�

Silence
descended upon the room once more as the two priests eyed each other over their
Pharaoh�s unusual behavior. As if sensing Atemu�s need for solitude the
brown-eyed priest backed towards the door. ��As it is spoken,
so shall it be done my Pharaoh.� He said as he bowed low, departing the
room.

�What
of the others?� Seto lingered at the door momentarily; his penetrating gaze directed
at his young sovereign.

Atemu
smirked. He knew already what the other was attempting to conceal. �They are
yours to do with as you please. Their innocence or lack thereof has no bearing
on my plans to claim Hyksos. For if I do nothing than we shall soon be overrun
by refugees and I would keep my people from such a debacle.�

A
slow smile spread across the brunette�s stoic features. �As you wish, Your Highness. Shall I inform the others of this decision?�

Atemu
nodded. �That, and make Marik aware of the need to open the grain storage and call
in a few of the troops to help secure the area before we retire.�

Seto
bowed low to the floor, obviously pleased with the arrangements. �I shall do so
my Pharaoh. Is there anything else you require before I take my leave?�

��No Seto that will be all.�

The
high priest bowed his way out of the room with more than a little enthusiasm,
leaving Atemu alone to fully contemplate his most recent possession. The little
one was truly beyond beautiful with those expressive features and petite,
slender figure.

Fleetingly
he wondered just how old the boy was to hold such an accurate comprehension of
his dire situation yet still retain an aura of purity, of naivet�. Most likely
not old enough for what he had in mind. But it made no difference; he would
wait if he had to. Though the notion of being denied what he sought made him
slightly peevish.

Spying
a pitcher of water on a side table Atemu made his way over and poured a small
glass, uncertain if he should wait and give it to the child after he woke up �
or toss it in his face to hasten his recovery. But the decision was taken from
him as he heard his prisoner return to wakefulness with a pained groan.

�Here
�� He held the glass out as he strode back over to the couch. �Drink this.�

Barely
managing to gather his wits about him Yugi shrank back against the cushions at
his captor�s approach, wondering what had provoked the man this time and why he
was even alive to witness the scorching heat of his glare. When the glass of
water was given an irritable shake in front of his face he reached out to grab
it, if only so no more would drip on the furniture.

He
took a leisurely swallow, using the time to study the man standing so regally,
if not impatiently before him. �Thank you�but why did you not kill me? Not that
I�m not grateful �� He added when those ferocious eyes rounded on him with
deadly intent. �I was just wondering��

�I
hardly understand that myself.� Atemu retorted as he rolled his eyes skyward,
praying to the gods for patience. �In answer to your question, I have no need
to eliminate you unless you were one of those directly involved with the
raiding party. If you are not whom I seek then I have no quarrel with you.�
Atemu took the boy�s chin in his hand and forced their eyes to meet. �Are you
one of those whom I seek?�

Trembling
in the other�s grasp Yugi forced his gaze up to meet with those intense scarlet
orbs. He would give the Egyptian monarch this much, the man was downright
intimidating when he wanted to be.

�I-I
would never order the death of an innocent!!� Yugi slowly lowered his eyes,
realizing that the longer he held the other�s forceful gaze the greater his
danger of drowning in those powerful ruby pools. �I couldn�t! I can�t even
bring myself to kill the mice in the palace kitchen.�

Atemu
seemed to take his answer at face value, nodding only once in satisfaction.
�Than you have nothing to fear from me in that regard��

� �I see�� Yugi lowered his head to peer up at
him from behind a thick curtain of braids, the knuckles of his hand turning
white with his anxious grip on the edge of the couch. �Although I sense a �but�
in there somewhere��

Atemu
arched an elegant brow when his captive only casually commented on his
questionable status. Once again the boy had surprised him with his astute, yet
quietly respectful appraisal of the situation. Perhaps his original assessment
was correct?

�How
old are you little one?� He queried.

�I � what?� Caught off guard by the seemingly
innocuous question Yugi blinked at him incredulously before glancing away with
a confused blush. What bearing did his age have on this situation?

�How
old are you?� Atemu repeated tolerantly.

�Sixteen
harvests�why?�

Atemu�s eyes widened in astonishment,
his previous ill temper dissipating in the face of his captive�s truthful
answer. Never would
he have guessed the diminutive royal to be so near to his majority. He could
not have been more pleased with the response, though, as he drew the boy to his
feet beside him, placing the forgotten glass on a side table as he assessed the
little one�s sincerity.

A
spot of guilt gnawed at Atemu�s conscience for the demands he was about to make
of his young captive, but he promptly squashed it beneath his heel, knowing
that he had a right to whatever compensation he deemed necessary for his
troubles. Right or wrong this beautiful, spirited creature belonged to him now.

The
little one was definitely old enough for what he had in mind. And Atemu was outspoken
enough to let it be known up front exactly what he desired from their
association. He would test the waters, so to speak, see how far the boy would
let him go before he protested. Perhaps he could get lucky.

He
tipped the boy�s head up and their eyes collided for a moment, only for Yugi to
look away again, flustered at the possessive emotions glowing in their ruby
depths. �I have but one resolution to this dilemma wherein you and yours will
be permitted your lives. It may not be to your liking, little one, but �tis the
only answer I�ll allow��

�What
would you have me do, then?� Yugi questioned softly, willing to do anything in
order to ensure his friends� safety.

�You
shall accompany me back to Egypt�as my slave.� Atemu stated casually as
his hands smoothed a couple of wayward braids out of his captive�s face,
wandering down to take the boy�s tiny hands into his, marveling at their silky
texture.

Yugi�s
breath hitched at the gentle touch and he pulled his hands away, clasping them
behind his back, his face losing all color as his captor�s outrageous demand
sunk in. �Slave?! W-wait�what? Why?!�

The
instant the question left his lips understanding dawned as Yugi�s eyes snapped
to Atemu�s in astonishment. That spark of unknown emotion behind the fire in
those exotic scarlet orbs � it was lust. And he knew what it meant for him as
he nearly gagged on his mortification.

In
his preoccupation the petite Hyksos ruler failed to recognize that one of
Atemu�s arms had snaked its way around his waist, pulling him in until he was
close enough to feel the heat radiating off of the Pharaoh�s slender form. When
he did Yugi struggled against the embrace, his hands pressed flat against his
captor�s bare chest, pushing away even as the other attempted to draw him
nearer.

�You
belong to me�Do you not remember giving me your life to do with as I desire?� Atemu
responded smoothly, countering Yugi�s resistance by exerting more pressure on
his back, forcing him to bend to his will. He arched a brow when his captive
continued to resist him. �I caution you though; you will obey me. For if you defy me than I shall be forced to punish
you.�

��I-I�oh gods�I didn�t�mean�I�you
can�t�!� Yugi attempted to push away only to find himself held tightly against
his will by Atemu�s superior strength. He managed to twist out of the other�s
grip briefly before being drawn back against a lean, hard chest.

It
could have been a scene from his earlier fantasy, but there was a catch to it
and Yugi wanted nothing to do with a situation that would leave him all but
enslaved to such a domineering person.

The
Pharaoh seized both of his wrists in one hand, wrapping him up in a crushing
embrace in an effort to prove his authority, their bodies in intimate contact
with each other and Yugi could feel the hardness of the other�s form through
his thin layer of clothing. �You can�t do this�please�I beg you!�

�I
can and I will! Your objections matter not.� Atemu spun the boy around and gave
him a knowing look as he forced their eyes to meet. �Be easy little one. I
would not pounce on you at the first opportunity. But it would appear odd did I
not bestow such attentions on one of your beauty...�

He
watched as the little one�s face suffused with color at his words. The boy
would come to him before long, he was sure of it. Those of royal blood were notorious
for being quite fickle, and since he would be the only one allowed the
privilege of the little one�s enticing company it wouldn�t be long at all
before the boy was writhing beneath him, screaming in pleasure.

�Oh
gods�� Yugi shivered, the dismal reality of his situation striking him in the
chest with all the force of a sludge hammer. �I�What you ask of me is impossible��

Were
there no other alternatives? Did he even have a choice in the matter? His
grandfather had always preached never to bow to the whims of another �
including those of his father. To go along with what the exotic Egyptian Pharaoh
had in mind would go against everything the old man had ever taught him.

But
how could he not? Directly or indirectly he was still responsible for the
destruction of the Egyptian�s people. And what of his
friends? Wouldn�t his refusal have a direct affect on their well-being?
Slowly his struggles subsided and Yugi hung his head in defeat, a silent tear
slipping from beneath closed eyelids as he struggled to catch his breath after
that shocking decree.

��Your only other option is death little one. And
here I thought you had more courage than that.�

Atemu�s
words brought the truth home and Yugi�s heart sank as he folded in on himself.
He was to put his life in the hands of someone he had no understanding of. To
give up his home, his friends, perhaps even his virtue to a complete stranger�s
mercy. Would it not be easier to die outright rather than be forced to play
whore to someone who considered him to be nothing more than a mere possession?

The
petite royal couldn�t come up with a suitable answer.

��B-but why me?� Yugi choked
on his words, his face blooming with sudden color. �Wh-what
do y-you want with me? I-I�m nothing special�� Other than the position he had
held for such a short time.

Atemu
shrugged, taking a moment to play with one of the intricate braids that
surrounded his captive�s face like a shroud. �Your role in this charade
intrigues me little one � as does your attitude. It is refreshing to find one
without a fear for the truth. As for your looks, your beauty would rival that
of the more exotic Persian concubines. I promise you shall find only pleasure
in my bed if that is your concern.�

Yugi
nearly choked as the glib words rolled off his captor�s tongue with the ease of
someone fully knowledgeable of such sights and activities. But there were other
lives at stake and he needed to know their fate before he submitted to his
enemy�s shameful demands. �What about my friends? What about my people? Are
they to become your prisoners as well?�

Atemu
shrugged, as though the topic was not high on his list of priorities. �Your
devoted friends are now the property of my council, to do with as they see
fit�the Hyksos people, however, have suffered enough under your father�s rule,
they shall become part of the Egyptian empire with all the rights that title
entails.�

�But
I can�t just let your men enslave my friends!! They�ve done nothing wrong!�
Yugi objected with another futile attempt to push away, finding the Pharaoh�s
cavalier attitude offensive. Why couldn�t the man just give him this? He would
go to his fate willingly if only he was assured of his friends� safety.

�They
are no longer your concern.� In a moment of frustration Atemu shook him
lightly. �Their fate has been decided the moment your army raided my people, as
has yours. Do you understand? You have no say in the matter�Or would you rather
I sentence them to death?�

Yugi
grabbed onto his captor�s arm, his eyes imploring as he searched for
understanding. �Please�! Don�t! I-I�ll do as you say�Just don�t harm them.�

�Then
it is settled.� Atemu tipped the boy�s chin up, his features impassive in the
face of Yugi�s pain, wiping away the moisture that trickled down his cheeks. �You
will be fine little one, as will your friends. But do not think to play me
false, for I will retaliate with force.�

The
smaller royal closed his eyes, nodding tearfully, unable to speak.

�Come,
I shall escort you to your chambers. Henceforth you are restricted to those
chambers unless you are in my presence. I will not allow you to conspire with
your friends for your return.� The Pharaoh let his arms drop away and Yugi felt
a slight chill with the absence of the other�s heat. ��You would do well to
forget your past life, for if you don�t it shall only cause you despair.�

It
was a pity his captive was so reticent. He had gone so long without. But Atemu
refused to force the issue. He would bide his time, wait until his newest
acquisition was properly trained. The boy would come to him eventually.

Yugi
stopped short at the callous words, his mouth hanging open. Forget?! The
Pharaoh had spoken so casually, so coldly, as if it should be easy for him to
forget his years here, forget all the good times he�d had with his friends �
and the bad. Was that really all there was to it? Just forget? As if none of it
had ever happened? How was he to do that?!

Atemu
lingered at the entryway without turning around. �Come little one. You need
your rest if you are to begin your training.�

With
nothing left to do but follow the other�s orders, Yugi wrapped his arms around
his waist and allowed his captor to escort him out of the room. Tears flowed
from his eyes as he pondered his and his friends� uncertain fates. Nothing made
sense anymore.

Please review?! I know it was short.
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