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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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Hehehe�
Yes, Yami learning dark magic from Mahaado. Or at least he�s
trying.
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 5

�� The first
time he tried dark magic, he didn�t think it was different from light magic. It
was still just using his magic, and the fiend he had summoned stared placidly
at him. �Woo?�
�� Kuriboh.
�� Shadow
magic? He�d done a summoning spell by mistake? Without a tablet? That
was impossible! He hadn�t even been able to summon the Ka in his heart yet!
�� Mahaado
blinked at him, turned back to his scroll, and mentioned something about
different magic types. That was when Yami figured it out.
�� He wasn�t
dark.
�� Even if he thought
that his magic was dangerous, which it was, it was still shadow. He
still had morals, still had honor.
�� Mahaado
simply shook his head.
�� Yami was
willing to give up his life for Egypt.
�� But Mahaado
was willing to give up everything for his Pharaoh.
�� That was
the difference.

�� Yami used
to pride himself on being strong, because he had to be strong to be Pharaoh,
but as the Kuriboh nuzzled into his arms, and Mahaado poured him tea with honey
just the way he liked it, he felt himself bursting into tears.
�� Mahaado
didn�t shush him. He didn�t say anything.
�� Yami wanted
to cry. He wanted to grab Mahaado and haul him back, bring him back into the
shadows where he belonged. But Mahaado had already been walking the dark paths
for months.
�� Was it too
late?
�� Mahaado
handed him something to wipe his tears with, and he tried to stop crying. He
really did. He�d been doing well with all the stress, but now� now�
�� He didn�t
want� he didn�t want Mahaado to die!
�� Now he was
just being irrational.
�� Mahaado
wasn�t going to die just because he practiced dark magic. It was the only magic
he had left, after all, even if Yami didn�t like a lot of the implications.

�� Mana came
in and squealed upon the sight of the Kuriboh. Yami was more then happy to hand
it off to her, and Kuriboh cooed at Mana happily.
�� Mahaado
sighed, poured tea for Mana as well, and asked her if she had gotten the water
spell right yet.
�� Mana turned
bright red and fled, Kuriboh in tow. The two older � children of them exchanged
glances. Minutes later, another explosion sounded in the palace.
�� Mahaado
gave an exaggerated sigh, grabbed a jug of date wine, and stalked off to find
his wayward apprentice.
�� Yami
followed with a smile.
�� It was nice
having a distraction around, to know he could still smile.

�� The next
day, he was dolled up as Pharaoh, wearing slightly more extravagant clothing
than usual. The normal white clothing and blue he wore had been replaced with
an ominous red, black, and gold pattern. Perhaps it was to represent Ra and
Horus and Osiris, instead of Obelisk, like his normal attire. In any case, he
didn�t fidget as the first of the dignitaries � barely concealed irritation at
the rule�s age in his eyes, kneeled down, followed by his retinue of servants.
�� Mahaado and
Aishizu stood closest to his throne, though they were the youngest of the
priests. In spite of his duties as the overseer of the Royal Tombs, Akunadin
had decided to saddle Mahaado with the duties of Palace security as well.
�� Yami
wondered why his uncle disliked Mahaado so much. Oh well.
�� There was a
reason for the placement of the priests round the throne though. Mahaado had
little power � he left that to Priest Donkor of the Rod, and Priest Shadah of
the Ankh, but he had speed. Thus, if there was anything flying at Yami,
Aishizu would shout and Mahaado would block it. It had already happened several
times.
�� Yami
privately wondered if Mahaado�s cape was made out of steel disguised as linen,
then shook the thought away. It couldn�t be�
��
�� He listened
as the Ethiopian delegate spent several hours praising Egypt�s power and
strength before he finally got to the point of his story. It was quite boring.
Apparently the man had several daughters, and wished for one of them to become
his queen. It would certainly help cement the alliance between the two
kingdoms, but Yami wasn�t sure.
�� He didn�t
want to get married yet!
�� Still, he
did not flat out refuse. His lessons in diplomacy hadn�t all gone over his
head. He simply stated that heh would speak with his Council and give an answer
in a week.
�� That seemed
to satisfy the man, and the meeting concluded swiftly after that.

�� That night,
there was a long night of feasting and dancing. Yami felt on edge the entire
time, though he could not precisely pinpoint the reason why�
�� Perhaps he
was just being paranoid?
�� No, that
sounded much too simple.
�� Mahaado
gave him a brief smile and he felt slightly better, but even so, he was
twitchy. It wasn�t instinct that warned him. It was magic. Dark magic.
�� Actually,
he expected it to hurt, but it didn�t. He felt the magic wind about his
shoulders in a caress and stay there. Interesting. It was probably a protection
spell.
�� Something
was wrong again.
�� But it felt
nice, like Mahaado was protecting him.

�� The dancing
girls shot him sultry glances, but the Pharaoh studiously ignored them. Aishizu
and Karim were deep in conversation. That was interesting.
�� Were the
two of them� together?
�� It was not
exactly forbidden, but as long as they didn�t shirk duty, he didn�t mind.
�� Shadah
joined their conversation, and that was probably why only Mahaado noticed the
odd greenish tinge his bracelets were turning. Apprentice Priest Set and Priest
Akunadin had retreated, ostensibly to work on some priest job, Priest Donkor
was too busy cooing at the young woman in his lap, and Yami had been seriously
falling asleep, almost in the food, because he was still a kid and being
Pharaoh was tiring.
�� He knew
what it meant though.

�� Yami was
surprised when Mahaado made a flying leap across the banquet table and yanked
him out of his seat right before a hail of poison darts thudded into the
throne. Aishizu�s eyes widened and she cursed the necklace for being
unresponsive, and Karim hurriedly summoned a sand spider trap monster.
�� The
assassin rather looked like a mummy by the time Karim and the royal guards �
now more awake, and less occupied with the dancing girls � managed to yank him
down. Shadah took one look at the man�s Ka and shook his head.
�� Priest
Donkor was summoned, and he gave an annoyed look before he sealed the man�s Ka
inside a convenient stone tablet that four men dragged inside. It was a tiny,
twisted thing. No one would want to use it, but better safe than sorry.
�� The
Ethiopian dignitaries looked somewhat shocked, but swallowed their questions
and only gave polite nods.
�� The
feasting resumed, though Yami decided that he�d just stay on a cushion next to
Mahaado until they dug the darts out of his throne. There might be residual
poison left there as well.
�� Still, he
decided, as Mahaado fed him sweets and kept a wary eye out for danger and
watched as his loyal Priest�s bracelets returned to their normal poisoned � and
pristine gold � state, he wasn�t sure he wanted a Queen.
�� He wanted
Mahaado instead.

End Chapter
Completed 4/8/06
Pulling teeth, I say, pulling teeth. I�m too lazy to write
or something�
Phantomness: *Hunts for a plotbunny juicer* you
inconsiderate bunny! I�ll kill you! I have to suffer Writer�s Block because of
your inconsistency!
Plotbunny: O.O *Runs*
Mahaado: *sweatdrop*
Yami: *Snuggles Mahaado as Chibi! Yami*

I write fluffy angst. Or angsty fluff! ^^

Yay for random information on Egyptian colors!
Black = life, death, fertility
Green = life-bringing
Blue = phoenix and rebirth, sky, the Nile
Red = victory or evil, Ra�s evil eye� ^^

Okay. Some people got confused about the difference between
Shadow magic and Dark magic. I tend to think of it this way. Shadow Magic has
more honor!
See, Mahaado sleeps with people to kill them. Yami wouldn�t
do that, at least not in this point in the fic. Mahaado is going totally
Machiavellian � the ends justify the means. Yami may Penalty Game people, but
they usually deserve it.
Then again, who�s to say that Mahaado wiping out people
trying to kill Yami isn�t wrong? Ah, it�s so confusing.

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