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Royalty	By : FireWeaver Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4943 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author: Well I�m glad everyone likes this fic� now to say some things to my reviewers�
� nancy: I�m glad you like
my fic, and I�m your hero�ehehe�>)
Yes I have read Ryou-Bakura1�s fic as well�but I
assure you this is my own inspiration�my first attempt at AU�I need something
relatively normal to work with. This fic was actually
written for her fanfic challenge. I lost though�I kinda came in second as I was told�but yea�some one-shot
won�><;;; Oh well�
Bakura: I have something to say too!
� Maruken: Thanks for the
dictionary�even though now I think you�ve turned off my desire to eat raw
meat�*turns green*
Author: Heheh�he finally found out
what maggots are�
Bakura: Blech!
Ryou: UGH!!! Gross! Not over MY carpet!!! Bakura! Go to the
bathroom!!!
Author: ><;;; anyways, I�m gonna update some more now cause I have nothing to do with
my life�isn�t that sad? Thank you so much to the people who love my fic! You guys are the greatest people in my life!

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Ryou woke up next morning feeling like the dirtiest specimen
that has ever lived on the face of the planet. The Pharaoh was gone already,
probably to council meetings�
The young boy winced in pain as he edged himself into a
sitting position slowly. His legs felt sticky with cum and dry blood and his
entire backside flamed with pain. Slowly he spread his legs apart, and peeled
back the covers, dreading what he would see, to inspect the wound. At the sight
of his entire groin encrusted with blood, white gooey ejaculation smeared over
his legs, bile instantly rose up in Ryou�s throat and he promptly threw up all
over the bed. The smell of vomit and cum wafted up into Ryou�s nostrils, and he
felt nauseous.
�Why me�� tears trickled out of his eyes as he pulled
himself from the messy bed, tumbling to the floor where he huddled into a fetal
position, sobbing. In less than a night his innocence was torn from him, the
one thing he treasured his whole life, the one thing he actually owned and
thought he could protect, gone. Tears streamed down the small slave�s face as
he continued to cry, hating himself for who he is, hating the Pharaoh�

The sun was high in the sky by the time Ryou uncurled
himself and left the room, covered by his shredded tunic which was beyond
repair.
Seto-sama...likes us clean, so he
can get the pleasure of making us dirty�
seems like the Pharaoh got his sadistic ideas off the high priest. Is this how
Malik and Marik felt?
Fortunately he made it back to his
room without anyone seeing him; the halls were quiet that morning. Waiting for
him was the steaming bath that was also placed there like the previous day.
Stripping out of his clothes Ryou slowly got into the tub, sinking into the
water. �Ah�� he whimpered in pain as the hot water stung his wounds, his torn
entry on fire. The water turned a murky red, from the blood that washed away
from his legs. The coppery scent of the blood rose up as the steam evaporated
from the surface. Ryou wrinkled his nose, tilting his head back, letting the
heated water burn him, hoping that it would burn his sins away, burn the skin
away where the Pharaoh touched him, burn his shattered soul away.
�Why me?� he asked again, his eyes
looking up to where the heavens should be, �If Isis have mercy on me�why me?�

Marik came to visit the pale boy
later that day, concerned for the young teen. Seto had saved a particularly
harsh night for him after his tardiness from the pervious time, and his behind
still ached. Malik had daintily skipped off that morning, taking advantage of
Seto-sama�s absence to attend a Council meeting to
see his lover, and after Jounouchi attended to his wounds, Marik himself limped
off to visit Ryou.
�From what I heard from Seto-sama�s boasting this morning, I heard the Pharaoh had a
good time with Ryou,� the healer had said, rubbing a spelled ointment on
Marik�s back, split in many places from a whip.
�I don�t even want to hear what
this �good time� is,� Marik said with disgust, sighing in content when the
wounds disappeared, �Thanks Jounouchi.�
�Anytime,� the teen placed the
medication away, �I don�t want Seto-sama on my tail for
leaving a scar of one of the Ishtar brothers.�
Marik snorted, �That I would want
to see.� Thanking Jounouchi again, the Egyptian teen left.
Stepping up to the doors, Marik
knocked, and received no answer, �Funny�he should be back by now.� Inviting
himself in, Marik was met with a revolting sight. Ryou was sleeping in a tub of
blood water. �Oh dear Ra�� Rushing to the pale boy�s side the wild haired
Egyptian scooped him out of the water and onto the awaiting towels.
Ryou shifted and moaned, opening
his eyes, �Marik? Huh?�
Marik shushed the boy and dried
him, before helping him into the new tunic that was set out for him. Then he
sat Ryou on his bed and handed a roll from the waiting breakfast tray at him.
�Thank you�� Ryou slowly took the
roll and broke off pieces, pushing it slowly into his mouth and chewing it.
�Are you alright? I heard Seto-sama talking this morning�the Pharaoh had a good time with
you�and�� Marik stroked Ryou�s hair, �did he��
�I tried my hardest to obey�but it
still hurt��
Marik gasped, �So you took over
Bakura�s role didn�t you? I thought as much�I hoped that you wouldn�t end up as
a bed slave��
Ryou burst into tears again then,
hugging Marik, burying his face into the older teen�s chest, �He took it away
from me! My virginity! That was everything I had owned! I wanted to give it to
someone I loved, Marik! I didn�t want it to be taken like this! Why me!?�
The tanned young man held onto
Ryou, stroking his hair in comfort, �This world isn�t fair Ryou�we are slaves
because Ra turned his back on us at the wrong time�and the gods chose Yami-sama to be Pharaoh.�
�Why such a
cruel man? Marik�why
would the gods choose him?!�
�I�don�t know�� Marik answered
lamely. �Seto-sama�took Malik�s virginity as well�mine�he
thinks he took mine�but Bakura did, so I was lucky,� Marik smiled softly, �I�m
sorry that I can�t sympathize with that you�ve been through, but I bet you
Malik can��
�But�� Ryou looked up, �he�s still
so happy, how can he be?�
�He�s been a very bright soul, my
little brother,� Marik wiped the tears from Ryou�s eyes, �he still looks on the
bright side of everything. He claims that Seto-sama
never took his innocence away, because he didn�t will it so.�
�So�because I didn�t want Master
to take my virginity�I�m still a virgin?� Ryou�s eyes grew hopeful.
�Malik would agree.�
�Do you?�
�I�you t wat want my answer Ryou��
�You don�t agree�� Ryou dropped
his gaze to the floor.
�But don�t listen to me Ryou,� Marik tilted the young boy�s head back up and kissed
him on the forehead, �I�m not as strong as Malik. If I were you, listen to his
words instead, they hold more meaning.�
�Alright,� Ryou�s voice sounded
uncertain but accepted the advice anyways. �Oh yes! I forgot something!� Ryou
jumped up, cried out in pain then fell off the bed. Marik instantly leapt off
to help the smaller teen but Ryou held out his hand, �No no! I�m fine! Just wait here!� Ryou crawled across
the room and picked something off the floor near the door, then crawled back.
�Here,� Ryou held out his hand, �it�s from�Bakura.�
Marik�s eyes grew wide as he took
the long locks of dirty white hair from Ryou�s hand, �This�� he held the hair
against his face, �Bakura�s hair�my lover�s hair�how in the name of Ra did
you��
Ryou held out his hands and Marik
helped him back onto the bed. �I was wandering around yesterday, exploring, and
I accidentally went too far, and ended up in some cell place underground.�
Marik nodded, �The home of the
interrogators and torture experts.�
�I saw them there�.raping Bakura,�
the Egyptian winced as Ryou continued, �I followed them to where they locked up
Bakura�and�and I talked to him. Oh Marik it was horrible! I�ve never seen
anyone so beaten up in their life! And Bakura was so thin! He said he only gets
water once every three days to keep alive! He even kissed me just to get some
moisture! He says he rarely eats! And when he ripped out his hair, he said he
couldn�t even feel the pain! And when he cried, it was blood!!!� Ryou threw
himself on Marik�s chest again, �He still loves you a lot too��
Marik sucked in his breath. His
beautiful lover was in the deepest realms of hell where even Osiris wouldn�t
pity, and yet his white haired lover still thinks of him. �Did you tell
him�that I love him as well?�
�I did.�
Marik held the boy gently in his
arms, �Thank you so much Ryou�I truly believe that you�re the sign; the sign
that Bakura will come back to me; but don�t wander there again�it�s dangerous.�
Tears welled up in his eyes, �Bakura��

Yami stormed down the hall, the council
meeting had not gone well and he was feeling particularly frustrated, and he
knew exactly who to take his frustration out on. He slammed Ryou�s chamber
doors open, finding the little white haired slave cuddled up with Seto�s bed
slave, Marik. �Get up!� he roared, and Ryou promptly, with a cry of surprise,
bolted up in bed, his eyes clouding with fear at the sight of the Pharaoh.
�Master�� the boy whimpered.
�I�ll be spending the night in
your room,� Yami announced, a feeling of jealousy mixing with his frustration
at the way Ryou clung to Marik, �Seto wants you and Malik in his room right
now, slave,� the Pharaoh pointed to the Egyptian teen.
Reluctantly Marik gently detached
Ryou from his clothing, whispered something into his ear and rushed out.
As he passed Yami the Pharaoh
whispered, �If only Bakura knew that you were taking interest in someone else
now�how would he feel?�
Marik gritted his teeth as he went
past.
Slowly, stretching out the time,
Yami closed the wooden doors and turned to face Ryou. The boy had curled up in
a tight ball, pressing against the wall on his bed. �I�ve had a very bad day;
do you think you, my good whore, can ease it?�
�Please�don�t do this to
me�Master��
Yami continued to advance;
watching with sickening amusement as the boy trembled, trying to shield himself
from the older teen�s gaze. The tri-coloured haired Pharaoh felt Ryou�s body,
groping the boy from his shoulders down to his perfectly round behind. He ran
his hand along the curve of his buttocks, a shiver running down his body in
pleasure, �I�ve been wanting you all day my whore�I want this day to be night
to be perfect for me��

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Author: There we go! Chapter 5!
Wasn�t everyone waiting? Ehehe�
Ryou: Not me� ><
Author: *pat pat*
it�s alright baby�I�ll try to make it a happy ending�
Ryou: TRY is the key word here�
Author: Anyways, I�m going to
restate that I may be cutting out the graphic scenes in this fic and others; can someone tell me what they think? Please
R&R!
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