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Every Step	By : xxKiuolo Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4934 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh! I also don't make any money off of this fanfiction.

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Chapter Five
Now that everyone was on the lookout for him, it was even harder for Yuugi to move as he pleased. He wasn't quite sure what Atemu was planning, honestly. Sure, now there were more people looking for him, but it didn't seem that everyone had his or Atemu's best interests at heart.
"Heh, if I find that boy the Pharaoh's looking for, I might be willing to give him back... Depending on what he's offering."
"Boss, you..."
"What? Seems he's pretty important. I could always mess him up good for extra... incentive."
It wasn't uncommon for Yuugi to hear such boasts as he passed through some of the rougher parts of the city. Yuugi shivered a little, clutching his cloak closer to himself. If he slipped up and revealed who he was in a place like this, it probably wouldn't turn out well for him.
Yuugi couldn't leave where he was, though. There were too many people who knew him in the nicer parts of town, not to mention more guards. Here, people tended not to ask many questions.
Yuugi looked towards the ever-looming palace, bile rising in his throat as he stared. He needed to move fast and get Jonouchi, but he knew he couldn't recklessly rush in. Atemu always had a plan up his sleeve, and Yuugi wasn't about to fall right into it. Atemu was good at games, but so was Yuugi. This would be a game Yuugi would win, because he had to. He had to for Jonouchi, himself, and most importantly for Atemu himself.
But why couldn't Atemu just accept Yuugi's decision? He knew he hadn't explained anything to Atemu before he had abruptly left, but he was doing everything for Atemu's sake. Couldn't Atemu just trust him? It wasn't like he had wanted to leave...
Yuugi shook his head, shaking himself from his thoughts. He couldn't think of such things right now. Atemu had made his move—Yuugi's heart sunk as he remembered it—and now it was Yuugi's turn.
But what could he do? He stared at the palace in the distance, his brow furrowed in concentration.
The most obvious solution was to sneak back in, get Jonouchi, and get back out. But Yuugi was sure that Jonouchi was being guarded, and Atemu was probably anticipating such a move. Besides, sneaking in would be harder than sneaking out had been, and he had nearly been caught when he was trying to get out.
Another option was to turn himself in so he could speak to Atemu and make Atemu realize that his going away was for the best. After all, a small part of him noted, him just disappearing wasn't fair to Atemu. Atemu deserved more than that, and if it would sooth his worries then all the better.
But Yuugi had to remind himself just why he had left without talking to Atemu in the first place. He didn't want Atemu to feel like it was his entire fault or try and tell Yuugi that his own safety didn't matter. Atemu was very selfless, and Yuugi knew he would try and take some blame when really it was Yuugi who was to blame. Yuugi didn't want Atemu feeling like that. Besides, what if Atemu tried to keep him there out of some sense of protection? There wasn't much Yuugi could do against the palace guards.
Surely there was a third option, but what?
"There he is!"
Yuugi jumped and whirled around, frantically looking around. Had they really found him already? He had been so careful!
But the guards ran right past him, not even sparing his hooded form a second glance. Yuugi turned towards where they were running and saw a familiar flash of white out of the corner of his eye. It couldn't be!
A loud laugh reverberated throughout the area, and Yuugi realized that yes, it was indeed…
"Thief King Bakura, halt!" a guard shouted, the spear in his hand raised threateningly.
But Bakura only laughed. Yuugi, scared as he recalled their first meeting and terrified of being recognized by Bakura, started to step back so he could hurry away when he noticed something else.
Standing behind Bakura, mostly hidden by his body, was the palace servant from earlier who had helped him get away and ended up captured. What was he doing here?
The boy, seeming to sense he was being watched, peeked around Bakura and spotted Yuugi. Their eyes met and adrenaline coursed through Yuugi's body, making him want to run. From the way his eyes widened, Yuugi could tell the servant recognized him, too.
The servant placed a finger to his lips, signaling for Yuugi to be silent. Yuugi tried to relax and remind himself that this person had helped him before, but it was hard to when he knew so many people were after him.
Then, with a grand sweeping movement, both Bakura and the servant were gone. Yuugi blinked, unable to believe his eyes. What had just happened?
The guards let out frustrated shouts, and Yuugi knew it was time for him to get away. As he hurried down an alleyway, he mentally rejoiced in the fact that the servant who had helped him seemed okay. Thank goodness… thank goodness…

It was a few days later, and Yuugi still hadn't figured out how he was going to both get Atemu to leave him alone and rescue Jonouchi. He only had until the end of the day until Atemu did something… something Yuugi wasn't sure of, but something Atemu's words had promised he wouldn't like.
He was still stumped. He needed to move carefully around Atemu. Atemu was a tough opponent, indeed. He had a strong wit, and seemingly infinite resources.
So caught up in his thoughts was he, Yuugi was unprepared when a weathered hand suddenly latched on to his ankle with a vice-like grip. Yuugi let out a shout, but he was only met with haggard laughter.
"Well, look what we have here!" the older woman seemed to cackle, her grip on his ankle unrelenting. Sitting against the wall of a mud brick house, she looked worn out and worse for wear, but the way she grinned sent shivers down Yuugi's spine. "Isn't this who the Pharaoh was looking for?"
Yuugi's body shivered with fear, and he frantically shook his head. "I don't…"
"I can see past that hood of yours from where I'm sitting, boy," she said, cackling again. "Your resemblance to the Pharaoh is as uncanny as they say."
A few feet away, another group of beggars looked towards the commotion. A few of them stood, and the one closest to them repeated, "The boy the Pharaoh is looking for?"
This wasn't good. With a final tug, Yuugi's foot was released and he backed up, but it was too late. He was surrounded on all sides.
"I won't have to worry anymore…"
"Someone find one of the guards!"
"The Pharaoh said there would be a reward…"
Yuugi was scared. What were these people going to do to him? He couldn't go back to Atemu!
One of the men reached out to grab him, but Yuugi managed to duck out of his reach just in time. He stumbled backwards, unfortunately right into the killer grip of the woman who had originally spotted him.
She grinned down at him. "I can't wait to see how much we get for you."
"Give him to me!"
The woman's head snapped up and the group turned to look at the intruder. A collective hush fell over them as they took in the form of the masked Thief King Bakura, his shockingly white hair undeniable. The woman's grip on Yuugi loosened, and the whispers began.
Bakura stepped towards Yuugi, his plain, white mask unnerving. Many of the people, terrified of what they knew he was capable of, jumped out of the way and created the opening he needed. He grabbed Yuugi by the arm and dragged him away.
If Yuugi thought he was scared before, it was nothing compared to how he felt then. The Thief King Bakura had him! The first and last time they had met he had tried to kill Yuugi! He tried to wrench his arm away and run, but was unsuccessful.
"Stop that!" Yuugi's captor whispered frantically. They turned a corner, and the thief slid his mask off. "It's me!"
Yuugi's eyes widened. It was the servant from before! "What?" Yuugi said, disbelieving. "But you…! I thought…!"
The servant only nodded. "I'm sorry I tricked you like that, but I knew it would be easier to get you if they thought I was Bakura, and since I look so much like him…" He looked flustered and embarrassed.
Yuugi shook his head, confused. "Thank you, but… Why are you doing so much to help me?"
"I—"
"Stop those two!"
They both whipped around and quickly spotted several guards running in their direction. Yuugi and his rescuer looked at each other, eyes wide. "Follow me! Run!" the servant said, grabbing Yuugi's wrist and taking off. It was all Yuugi could do to keep up.
Yuugi wasn't sure how long they had been running, but by the time they finally ducked into a side alley he was completely out of breath and felt like he about to fall over. The other boy was also winded, though not as much.
"I think we're safe," the servant said, hesitantly peeking around the corner. "I don't see them anymore, though we should probably stay here for a little while just in case. They're not usually that persistent." He frowned.
Yuugi nodded and sat against a wall, trying to regain his breath. Though he looked a little wary, the other boy soon followed his lead.
"I don't think I ever introduced myself," he said shyly. Yuugi could tell he was trying to lighten the mood a bit and cheer him up. "My name is Ryou."
Yuugi smiled slightly. "I'm Yuugi."
Ryou smiled back. "I don't think there's anyone who doesn't know who you are right now," he said quietly.
Yuugi didn't quite know how to respond to that, and for a while they sat in silence. Yuugi squirmed a bit as he recalled a question that had been bothering him, and when he finally couldn't take it any longer he asked, "What happened? After, well, you know…" After he had helped Yuugi and been taken by the Thief King.
Ryou looked hesitant, and finally just shrugged.
"Well, I'm glad you're okay," Yuugi replied sincerely. Ryou smiled at him.
"Thank you. Now listen, we really need to get you away from here. I don't know how you've gone so long without being spotted, but nowhere around here is safe for you," Ryou said, standing back up.
Yuugi mimicked the motion, ignoring the way his body demanded he sit back down and rest some more. "What do you mean?" he asked, confused. He knew he was a wanted guy, but he hadn't had too much trouble, save for the incident that Ryou had just gotten him away from.
"The Pharaoh's guards have begun to ransack many buildings and hideouts looking for you, and now that you've given your position away I'm sure they'll be swarming the area soon," Ryou explained. "You're not the most loved person with the people of the town right now because of what the guards have been doing to find you."
A horrible feeling settled into the pit of Yuugi's stomach. What? No, Atemu would never… "What have they been doing?" he asked, though he dreaded hearing the answer.
Ryou shook his head. It was probably better if Yuugi didn't know, so it was time to redirect the subject. "Don't worry about that right now. We really need to get you away. I'm not quite sure where to take you, though," he mumbled the last part, looking frustrated.
Though Yuugi nodded, he was unsure. "I can't just go away, though," he said, looking at the ground. "He has my friend."
"We'll worry about that later," Ryou promised, his voice sympathetic. He couldn't imagine what it was like to be in Yuugi's place at that moment. "Now—"
A loud clattering echoed through the alley, the noise entirely too close for comfort. Both Yuugi and Ryou froze, and then the noise abruptly stopped.
Ryou frowned. "Stay here and be quiet. I'll go and see what it is."
Yuugi bit his lip, wanting desperately to protest, but nodded. He knew he could trust Ryou—the guy had already saved him many times, after all. Yuugi didn't even want to think of where he'd be without him.
Ryou took off after the noise, his steps light and impressively silent. Yuugi stayed put like he was told, nervously waiting for him to come back. He wasn't sure if it was just his nerves or not, but it seemed like it was taking Ryou an awfully long time…
Yuugi became more anxious with each passing minute. It had been too long. Wasn't Ryou coming back? He looked to where he had last seen Ryou, worried.
Suddenly, from the opposite direction, Yuugi heard shouts. He hesitated, remembering Ryou's order to stay where he was, but the shouting kept getting louder. What was going on?
Yuugi moved towards the noise, telling himself he would be right back. He needed to see what was happening.
Yuugi peeked out of his hiding area, and what he saw nearly made his heart stop.
Before him were an almost countless number of palace guards ransacking the area. Everything was a flurry of motion, and it was impossible to focus on just one thing at a time. All around him, people shouted as they were forcibly removed from their homes, as others who protested were kicked to the ground, and even beaten. Everywhere things were being torn up, and the guards didn't even seem to care about who stood in their way.
Horrific realization sunk into Yuugi's very bones. He felt sick, and nearly vomited.
He had to stop this!
He sprang and started to run out—to give himself up—when a hand harshly grabbed his wrist. Yuugi fought against the hold, twisting around to see a wide-eyed Ryou holding onto him.
"Yuugi, no! We need to get away!" Ryou yelled, tugging at Yuugi to try and get him to follow him back down the alley.
"No! I need to stop this!" Yuugi yelled back, still fighting the hold. "I—"
"YUUGI!"
Yuugi's mouth dropped open, and his horror increased tenfold.
That was Jonouchi's voice!
"YUUGI, HELP ME!"
"JONOUCHI!" Yuugi screamed, finally breaking free of Ryou's hold. He didn't stop to think of why Jonouchi would be there and, deaf to Ryou's cries, ran out into the fray…
…And right into Atemu's waiting grasp.
The last thing Yuugi saw before he blacked out was the millennium puzzle's dark glow.

Atemu stared down at the precious bundle in his arms, a victorious smile on his face. Of course, he had won. He always won.
He took a moment to stroke Yuugi's cheek, reveling in the feeling of wholeness that swept over him. He hadn't felt whole since Yuugi had disappeared.
Mine… My light…
Clutching Yuugi tightly to his chest, Atemu signaled to his men that he was leaving. One of the more high-ranking guards was quick to speak up before he got too far, though.
"Sir, the people in this area are starting to revolt. What do you want us to do?"
Atemu glanced over his shoulder at the man, looking indifferent. This was the area where his light had been hiding from him, wasn't it? Then there was only option.
"Burn it to the ground."

A/N: As I was writing this, I had to stop and think about just how many liberties I was taking with the Ancient Egyptian time period. I do a little bit of research of course, but mostly I'm just pulling stuff out of my butt for the sake of the story. How many people, I wondered, were sighing and shaking their heads at my poorly thrown together excuse of an Ancient Egyptian setting?
But then I thought, eh, screw it, and continued typing. I'm already too far into my horrible setting to stop. xD Forgive meeee! I hope you'll overlook any mistakes with the setting. I'll try and do better next time.
Anyway, I want to apologize for how long this chapter took. A few keys on my old laptop stopped working, and though I was able to plug a separate keyboard into it I didn't really feel like writing much with the way it was set up. But I just got my new laptop in the mail on Thursday, and now I'm good to go! It's a Macbook Pro. I love it. *cuddles new laptop*
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