Mahado and Mana | By : Rocks Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 2021 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Mahado?” Atem said in confusion as he entered the room. Mahado was lying in the bed on his back with his arm around Mana, who was peacefully sleeping, one arm resting on Mahado’s bare chest. Mahado opened his eyes and turned his head,
“Hush my Prince, she has been through so much, allow her to rest.” He whispered as Atem approached and sat on the chair by the bed. “I have been awake many hours, just holding her, listening to her terrified pleas in her sleep…the more I think about it, the more I realise…it was all my fault…I should have protected her…if only I had walked her home, I would have been there to stop him…” he continued as he looked down at the peaceful sleeping face on his chest. “Don’t blame yourself, there was no way you could have known, my friend.” Atem assured as he leaned back. “Forgive me, my Prince, what was it you required?” Mahado asked apologetically as he shifted his tired gaze to Atem, who looked back in concern, “Have you slept at all?” he asked, “A little, but I was woken many times by Mana as she cried in her sleep.” He replied, “Mahado…I know about your relationship with Mana. Seto and I have managed to keep it a secret until now, but your own actions are going to give you away! You need to be more careful!” Atem warned, “I don’t care any more. You can tell the world if you want to, strip me of my responsibilities, take the millennium ring. I will find Bakura and kill him with my bare hands if I have to!” Mahado replied venomously, receiving a scowl from Atem, “I know, thoughts unbecoming of a priest, but thoughts I have all the same.” He said as Mana stirred in his arms restlessly, a moan escaping her lips as she dug her nails into Mahado’s chest painfully. Mahado grimaced and took her hand, feeling her flinch in her sleep, “Mana, you are safe now, hush.” He whispered comfortingly as he rubbed her shoulder. Mana’s moans subsided and she sighed, falling back into a normal sleep, “Has she been doing this all night?” Atem asked in concern as he looked at Mana’s now peaceful face, though two tear tracks ran down her cheeks. Mahado stroked her head gently and nodded, “Yes…it is likely that this will go on for many months…I can’t leave her alone like this, but I don’t want to neglect my students either.” Mahado replied. “I will stay with her. Your students need you and I can’t teach for you, but I can care for Mana.” Atem decided, but Mahado shook his head, “No…you are Pharaoh now, though you haven’t taken the title yet. You have too much to do…and it would not be the same…but perhaps there is something I can do…my classes are not all held in the training grounds…if I can keep my classes in the palace for a few weeks then I can keep Mana close to me.” he thought aloud. Mana sighed loudly and opened her eyes slowly, blinking in the light, “Mahado?” she asked as she looked up, “Right here.” He replied, rubbing her arm reassuringly. “Mana, I will continue to teach my classes in the Palace until you feel stronger.” He said, but Mana shook her head, “No, you can’t let the students suffer because of my weakness. I’ll be fine…just don’t go away at night for a while…” she replied as she nuzzled his chest. “Atem! I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were here…I’m sorry if I’ve caused you any trouble…” she apologised as she pulled the covers over her shoulders securely. “Nonsense. It is Bakura who has done this, and he will be found and punished!” Atem assured as he got to his feet. “I have some state affairs to attend to…you two should get up. It will soon be time for class.” He added as he excused himself. Mana sighed and pulled the covers away, “He’s right you know, my lessons with you should start soon.” She said as she looked around the room, “This is your room…” she realised as she looked at the chest full of books and potions, “Yes. I wanted to keep you close to me. You shouldn’t throw yourself back into your lessons so quickly, are you sure you don’t need more rest?” Mahado asked in concern as he got up and found some clothes for her, “Of course! Don’t worry so much! I’m fine!” she replied with false enthusiasm. “Mana, you’re not fine! You were…defiled!” he argued as she pulled on her clothes. She straightened her white veil and turned to Mahado, almost looking like her self again, but there was something wrong, and it wasn’t just the physical wounds. “I know, but there’s nothing I can do about it, so I just want to move on…I’ll be fine during the day and as long as you’re with me I’ll be fine at night too.” She replied confidently. “Now, where’s my staff?” she asked as she headed for the door. Mahado sighed and followed her, grabbing her staff on the way past the door.“Don’t be gone too long!” Mana called as Mahado rode through the palace gates towards the training grounds. She watched him until he was out of sight and smirked. What a fool! Now to deal with Isis, I can’t have her getting in the way. Mana thought as she walked inside the palace and headed for the dungeons where Isis usually meditated. “Enter.” Isis said as Mana knocked on the door, “Mana! What can I do for you?” she asked in surprise as the young girl entered. “Well, I hear it was you who found out where I was.” Mana began as she walked towards Isis, who was kneeling on the ground in front of a small fire where she had been mediating. “I felt I should repay you.” She continued as she raised her staff and used it to hurl Isis across the room, “After all, your snooping almost ruined my plans.” Mana said as she knelt down and untied the millennium necklace, “There, this should put an end to your spying.” She added as she looked around. She found some rope in a cupboard and tied Isis’s hands and feet before tying a rag round her mouth. Before leaving she put out the fire and took the key from the door. She walked up from the dungeon quickly, looking around for any more priests who may be suspicious of her motives. She walked cautiously up the stairs to the Pharaoh’s room. Akunumkanon lay in his bed, his breathing laboured as it had been for many months. She looked to the balcony and saw Prince Atem looking out over Egypt. “Atem.” She greeted as she walked onto the balcony and joined him, “Mana? What are you doing here?” he asked in surprise as she leaned on the balcony wall. She smiled and laughed maliciously, “Well, I was going to finish off the old man, but since you’re here, I’ll start with you!” she replied as she raised her staff and sent Atem sprawling across the ground. Atem got to his feet and backed away as Mana walked towards him laughing, “Mana! Snap out of it!” he urged as he dodged her staff, which had been swung at his head. “Mana! Snap out of it!” she mocked, “Huh! Where were you while Bakura attacked me? I thought my friends would be there for me! But you weren’t! While I went through hell, you were sitting here in your palace with your servants and your comforts…how can you expect me to forgive you!” she demanded as she attacked him again. Atem barely dodged the blow and found himself at the edge of the balcony. Mana raised her staff and sent a gust of wind at him to knock him off, but a large blue armoured warrior with a large sword got in the way, “Mana stop!” Seto shouted as he joined them on the balcony, his golden wing shaped wrist band open with a small shape on it, “I thought I had stopped Isis and her interfering! Next time I’ll kill her!” she said as she turned to Seto, her staff raised, “I’ll call on my own spirit creature!” she added as she waved her staff. Atem gasped as a young woman in blue and pink appeared. She was the image of Mana, but her hair was blonde. The creature held a long delicate staff and waited for Mana’s orders patiently, “Get rid of that!” she ordered as she indicated the blue soldier. The blonde magician looked at the soldier and then back at Mana in confusion, “What are you waiting for?” Mana demanded coldly. “Mana stop!” a new voice cried pleadingly. She turned and saw Karmim, Isis, Aknadin, Shadda and Mahado. She recognised the voice as Mahado’s and turned on him with a fury he had never seen in her before, “How dare you speak to me! This would never have happened if you had been there! I cried out for you! I begged for you to save me! Where were you? Where were all of you?” she demanded as she looked at them, “I’ve changed my mind! Attack Mahado!” she ordered. The magician turned and obediently raised her staff, but a magician in purple with a shadow for a body appeared and stopped her by grabbing her staff and holding it in place and the woman didn’t fight it. She smiled at him gratefully, “Mana. You’re right to be angry, it was my fault, I failed you and I am sorry.” He apologised as he stepped towards her. She held her staff out threateningly, “Stay back!” she ordered, but Mahado continued to walk forward, ignoring her threat. Atem watched as her hand began to shake and the staff dropped from her hand. Seto raised the millennium rod and aimed it at her, hesitating as he looked at her, “Seto do it! Do it before he can take control again! Please! I don’t want to hurt any one!” she cried pleadingly as she began to lean down to retrieve her staff. “No!” Atem cried as he launched himself at Seto, knocking his rod away, “We can’t seal her soul! She has done nothing wrong!” he said forcefully. Mana forced herself to stand without grabbing the staff and looked at the balcony, “No! Don’t you dare!” Mahado ordered as she looked back at him. She smiled apologetically and ran for the edge, jumping onto the wall before diving forward. She heard Isis scream and Mahado cry out, but someone grabbed her. “Stop it! Stop fighting me!” Mahado cried as he pulled her back and she continued to try to jump, “I love you! What will I do without you?” he demanded as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, stunning everyone but Seto and Atem. “I’m sorry…I can’t hold him!” Mana cried as she doubled over. Mahado knelt down and looked into her eyes seeing Bakura’s evil staring back in amusement, “Now Mahado! Hurry up and kill the girl! You have no choice! Go on! Do it!” Mana taunted as she got to her feet. Atem looked on hopelessly and turned to the two magicians, who were watching as if they understood what was happening. The blonde girl scowled and raised her staff, “What are you doing? Turning on your master?” Mana demanded. Beside her the magician in purple held his staff out and both fired twin beams of blue and purple. Mahado cried out in horror as Mana was enveloped in a blue and purple light, which held her securely, “What?” Mana demanded, “Now Seto!” Atem ordered. Seto nodded and aimed the millennium rod at Mana, who cried out in objection as part of her soul was ripped away. Mana fell to her knees and the magicians called off their attack. “Mana! Are you alright?” Mahado asked worriedly as he knelt beside her and took her shoulder. She groaned and nodded, allowing Mahado to pull her to her feet. Aknadin stepped forward and took her chin in his hand, “Open your soul to me.” he ordered as he looked into her eyes. He scanned her mind completely, seeing all she had been through, feeling all she had felt and satisfying himself that Bakura was completely gone. “She is free.” He said as Mana fell into Mahado’s arms. “What did you do?” Mahado asked as he lifted Mana’s unconscious form into his arms. “She has been through a lot…I had to be sure, so I scanned her mind, but she couldn’t take it. She will awaken soon.” He assured gently as he laid a hand on Mahado’s shoulder. “Take good care of her.” He added as he took a sidelong glance at Seto, who was talking to Atem, “Seto! Those magicians! Could they be the two from your story?” Atem asked as the two magicians touched each other’s hands gently before fading away. Seto looked at the ground thoughtfully, “Well…I believe so, but this has never happened before…it was a myth from long ago, but it can’t be proved or disproved…” he replied, receiving a nod of agreement from Atem. Mana slowed stirred in Mahado’s arms and looked up to find his concerned face looking down at her, “I-I’ve worried you again haven’t I?” she asked weakly. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t strong enough, he just…influenced me and slowly took over…” she added. Mahado leaned his head on hers assuring, “No, it wasn’t your fault…it was mine. What you said about me not being there when you needed me most…it is true…I let you down.” He replied shamefully. Mana slowly reached up a hand and touched his cheek, smiling reassuringly, “You couldn’t have known…I don’t blame you, not at all.” She assured. She looked around and saw Isis, being supported by Karmim, who had found her in the dungeon. “Isis! I’m so sorry, did I hurt you?” she asked worriedly. Isis limped forward smiling, “No! I twisted my ankle on the stairs, that’s all.” She replied, Karmim still holding her waist securely. Mana reached into her top and pulled out the millennium necklace, “Here. I’m sorry, I’m really sorry.” She apologised guiltily. Isis took the necklace and tied it round her neck, sighing as the familiar power flowed through her. “Mana, you mustn’t blame yourself! Bakura has done this, it is not your fault!” she said firmly, receiving nods of agreement from Shadda and Karmim. Mana smiled gratefully and sighed tiredly, “Mahado…I’m tired…so tired…” she sighed before closing her eyes. Mahado smiled and held her securely in his arms, “I will take her back to my room.” He said, excusing himself from the balcony. “Mahado. We will speak of this later.” Aknadin said, at which Atem stepped forward, “Yes, but it will stay between us. No one outside the palace will know of this.” He replied. Mahado nodded gratefully and retired with Mana.
“I’ve caused you nothing but trouble…” Mana whispered as she stood beside the bed. Mahado was asleep, curled on his side with his hair across his face. Mana swept it away from his eyes and kissed his cheek, “Forgive me for this…” she added as she grabbed her staff and left the room. As she closed the door Mahado’s eyes snapped open. “Prince Atem, this is most un-heard of! You know it is forbidden!” Aknadin’s voice said. Mana stepped back against the wall as Atem and Aknadin passed her in the hall. They didn’t see her and she sneaked through the door. At the gates the guards opened them for her, “Are you sure you should be going out alone?” one of them asked. Mana smiled up at him sweetly and nodded, “I’ll be fine.” She replied as she walked into the streets. Where should I go? If I stay here Mahado will lose his position, not to mention his mind! He’d never stop worrying about Bakura…I have to leave…it’s for the best. She thought confidently as she walked into her house. Inside everything was still in disarray, the blood was still on the twisted blankets, a chair had been knocked over by her staff in the struggle and the ropes were still tied to the bedposts. Mana quickly walked up stairs to the roof and sat on the edge looking down. “So…you were going to leave without saying goodbye?” he asked as he appeared behind her on the roof, “I thought you were asleep.” Mana replied as Mahado sat beside her and put an arm round her. She tore her gaze away from the rooftops and looked at him. “I was going to leave…it would be for the best.” She added. “Your position as a priest is compromised while I’m here, and you’ll never stop worrying about me!” she said. “Who are you trying to convince? Me or you?” he asked, “Why are you really leaving?” he asked when he didn’t get a response. Mana’s body shuddered as tears flooded her cheeks, “I was such a fool! He was right!” she cried, “I let him in! He didn’t force his way inside! He was living with me for weeks!” she explained. Mahado looked at her in shocked confusion, “He’s the one who saved me from H’dar, so when he asked if he could stay for a while I didn’t hesitate to say yes, and his name! How could I not have realised? Arukab! Of course it’s Bakura! I was so foolish!” she cried as Mahado pulled her into his arms and stroked her head comfortingly, “It wasn’t your fault Mana! He took advantage of your kind nature!” Mahado objected. Mana continued to cry and pulled back looking up at him shamefully, “Yes, but that isn’t all…part of me…I…enjoyed it! I was terrified, but when he touched me I felt pleasure! I couldn’t stop it! I tried not to, but I couldn’t! And he was taunting me! He knew I was enjoying it! He knew!” she cried. Mahado held her, hating Bakura more than ever, “So that’s why you’re leaving me…you think you have betrayed me, but that’s not true! Bakura forced you! It wasn’t your fault!” he insisted. “I meant what I said on the balcony today, I wouldn’t know what to do without you Mana, I need you…marry me.” He said. Mana gasped and pulled back, looking into Mahado’s pleading eyes, “What?” she stammered, “Marry me!” he repeated as he took her hand tightly and looked into her eyes. Mana’s mouth opened and closed in astonishment as her head reeled, “But, you’re a priest! I’m you student!” she objected, but Mahado swept her objections aside, “Obviously we won’t do it here. We’ll ride to the next town over where no one knows us! We can do it secretly without anyone knowing!” he replied. Mana thought about it quickly, her mind still all over the place, “Tomorrow! We’ll go tomorrow and be back before night fall!” he continued. “Say yes.” He whispered pleadingly. “Yes.” Mana replied, shocking both Mahado and herself, “What?” he asked suddenly, “Yes!” she laughed as Mahado pulled her into his arms and swung her round, “I want to shout it from this rooftop and tell the world!” he said in frustration, but Mana sighed and put her arms around him, “Well, you can’t. It’ll have to be our secret…it is romantic though.” She added as Mahado took her hand and kissed it. “Come on, let’s go home.” He said as he led her to the stairs.
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