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Memories of Shadow and Light	By : Lechan Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 35308 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A.N. Thank you to all who reviewed. ^-^ and to those who have kept at me to update, it does work, though it can feel like it doesn�t at times. Anyway, I�m back once again and coming with me is chapter seven! ^-^ And here is where things start to heat up. *Evil laughter*

Chapter Seven
The house was quiet now that night had fallen. Dark shadows encased the walls and traveled over the floorboards and up the stairs to the silent rooms of the home above the Kame Game Shop.

From his position on the couch, Yami could see the stairs that lead to the bedrooms. He stared dully at the wall and the railing, his mind closed off, simply listening to hollow echo of his link.

He felt cold.

Deep inside of his chest, he seemed to be aching for something that burned him alive with icy flames, and Yami didn�t try anything to stop it. Some part of his mind knew he was being foolish, and selfish. Knew that his loss was also that of his and Yugi�s friends, and that Sugoroku was suffering just as badly as he was. Even so, Yami could hardly manage to keep up a strong face. In fact, since the accident at the museum, Yami had avoided the elderly Mouto, not wishing to face his reincarnated adviser. Not wanting to understand that his pain was not all consuming.

No, right at this moment, Yami didn�t want to understand. He didn�t want to be brave, and more than anything else, he didn�t want to be told how useless he truly was.

�Isis� how can you expect me to� to simply sit around and wait?! How can you say that� that Yugi� is� is nothing� but a pawn!

Yami glared, choking on a sob, his hands clenching, fingernails biting into the skin of his palm harshly. It was just as it had been back in the twisted battle against Dartz, except this time, he had no way to get his light back. All Yami could do was wait. Wait until Yugi died.

I won�t! I won�t let him!

Yami felt his heart rate pick up with denial and fear. He knew he had to accept it, but he couldn�t. He just couldn�t believe that in order for him to survive, Yugi had to die in the past.

Yami turned onto his back, one arm flopping over his eyes tiredly as he replayed the events that had taken place at the Kaiba mansion.
The underground room hummed with the sound of electrical equipment, that seemed to make the heavy atmosphere laden with tension and grief. For a long time no one spoke, too shocked by the implications, made by the image of the CEO on the large computer monitor, to react much.

It was Jonouchi who finally managed to break the spell of silence, his voice harsh and demanding as always, though it wavered unsteadily with his continued concern.

�What do you mean, Kaiba? You can�t really mean that, Yugi� that he has to��

�Look, I don�t like being called a lair, mutt! That is exactly what Isis found and told me.� Kaiba snapped, obviously as put out as the rest of the group was at being unable to repay the debt he owed to the small Mutou. �She said that Yugi was the light that sealed away the destruction of the Shadow realm.�

�But--!� Anzu cried out, her eyes darting to Yami in concern, blue eyes softening when she saw his with drawn features. �Yami was the one who sealed the darkness away by sacrificing his soul! That�s why he was in the puzzle in the first place! So, how can Yugi be the one to do that if Yami was the one who was sealed?�

�What do I look like, an answer box?!� Kaiba growled, his glare deepening. Once more silence fell, only this time to be broken by Yami.

�Light cannot exist in the Shadow Realm. The shadows would destroy it to keep the light from destroying them.� Yami words were even and slow, sounding as confident as ever, though his eyes seemed dull and listless; lost.

Everyone�s attention was trained on Yami, waiting for his further explanation, as even Kaiba seemed interested in what he had to say, regardless of how absurd the whole ordeal appeared to be.

�If Yugi were to seal away the shadows, it would destroy him� because it would be his soul that bound the darkness. The shadows could still be a problem, and I� I would gladly give my life to make sure his dying act was not in vain.� Yami said with conviction, and everyone heaved a silent breath, turning away, refusing to look at each other.

�Well, whatever, the fact is, according to Isis�s stories, Exodia, the shadow of death was set free, and the light restrained it, thus destroying the light, and then the Pharaoh sealed away the dark magic finally realizing that the shadow realm was much too dangerous, blah, blah, blah, and here we are.� Kaiba said, his voice sounding more aggravated with every word, until finally he was very nearly losing his cool.

�So� how can we save Yugi?� The timid question came from Honda, who, up until that time had been dead silent, and Anzu and Jonouchi looked from their brunette friend, to the icy-eyed Kaiba, and then back again when Kaiba didn�t answer.

�We can�t.�

�What?! Yami, what the hell are you saying man?!� Jonouchi cried, turning to the spirit in disbelief, only to find his shoulders still hunched in despair, his entire being screaming defeat.

Yami didn�t answer, and finally, Jonouchi broke. He made his way over, intending to knock some sense into his friend, only to be beaten to it by Honda. The sickening sound of flesh hitting flesh, startled Jonouchi, and he blinked in surprise when he saw Honda slug Yami across the face sending him to the ground, but his words were what really caught every one�s full attention.

�Knock it off! Just stop it! If you love Yugi so much, then stop being a coward and fight for him! Don�t just accept things the way they are! Fight damn it!� He paused his yelling when Yami sat up, wiping the blood from his mouth, eyes covered by his bangs.

Yami�s silence seemed to anger Honda more, as he reached out lifting Yami up by the collar of his shirt bringing him within inches of his face, as he bit out in a low growl. �Or are you going to hide away again, like the time you scarified his soul for a game?�

The collective gasp filled the room, and even Kaiba seemed disturbed by Honda�s accusation.

�Shut up! You don�t know what happened!� Surprisingly, it was Mokuba who rose to Yami�s defense, dragging Honda�s glare from the still unresponsive Yami. �None of us can understand, aside from Bakura and Marik, what it feels like to have part of our souls torn from our bodies, and to know it�s our fault! So just leave him alone!�

�Mokuba�� Anzu said in hushed tone, while Jonouchi gave a soft look of respect, catching the proud gleam in Seto�s eyes at Mokuba�s sudden out burst.

Honda was frozen for a moment before letting go of Yami, his own look sad and reproachful, though he still seemed angered at Yami�s lack of motivation. Yami simply stood once Honda had released him, shooting one last comment over his shoulder as he left. �Whatever, I still say he�s being stupid. If you�re so ready to give up on him, then you don�t deserve him Yami. You don�t deserve him.�
Yami lifted his arm, looking through his now blurry eyes at the ceiling sadly, his eyes narrowed in pain and anguish.

Don�t you think I know that?!

Yami felt more angry tears build up in his eyes and threw his arm against the back of the couch listening to the hallow thump from his action.

Don�t you think I know?! I can�t go to him! I will kill his body if I leave to my memories, then what?! What then, what will I do if my Aibou has no place to return to?! I can�t, I won�t live with out him� not again� I can�t�

Yami hung his head, silent tears making their way over his face, as he struggled not to make a sound. His stomach heaved with his anguish, and Yami rolled onto his side curling into a tight ball, wishing the pain and emptiness would end, but it only seemed to grow more heavy with each passing second, and he realized that he knew this pain.

It was the same agony he�d felt when trapped inside the puzzle until that morning when he felt a shift in his darkness. He could hear the soft sound of a child�s voice asking in a quiet whisper of sound, if he could have this one.

Yami hadn�t known what the child was asking, but when the feeling of his advisers presence shifted to that of soothing light, a deep sense of hope swelled. It was him.

It was his light.

It was Yugi.

Yami�s tears stopped falling as he let his mind linger in the remembered peace that moment had brought him, and once again stared blankly at the shadowed wall before him, as the night waned on.

Aibou� Aibou� Yugi� ore no hikari� please� please come back�
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The room was hot and bright with the afternoon sun, the light sparkling off of the Nile that spun through the garden that surrounded the deck like area where the current Pharaoh of Kehmet was relaxing into a reclined seat, being fed grapes by one of his dancing girls, while his newest slave chattered on excitedly, speaking out of turn completely as he fanned the living god.

��and Anuksu has been teaching me how to dance! It�s so much fun you have no idea, Yami! I always wanted to learn but felt so funny about it, because� well, it�s considered to be a girly thing back home, so I never asked� but it really is fun. Difficult though� very difficult, especially since I don�t have the hips for most of the moves, but Anuksu says I�m improving!� Yugi said happily, stopping his movements with the fan to regard the dancing girl with thankful eyes.

Yugi had introduced Anuksu to Atemu only hours earlier, and for the boy�s benefit, Atemu attempted to forget rank and stature and get along with the girl. But she didn�t seem too thrilled with it.

Anuksu seemed uncomfortable, her eyes downcast her face bright red with embarrassment and fear. Atemu was used to this kind of behavior, and was internally grateful that Yugi was so informal.

His actions make some sense now� though it is still hard to comprehend it all�

Atemu thought, with a light frown, as Yugi turned away, the fan drooping to brush the ground as he tried to gain Anuksu�s attention. Yugi seemed much more relaxed, now that Atemu knew of his past, and for that, Atemu was glad, but at the same time, it worried him.

It doesn�t seem possible� but with the puzzle that he brought, his odd attire and language� and the way he acts. It all makes sense, but�

Atemu smiled gently, when Yugi poked the girl�s face with a finger and cried out in shock when she threw a grape at him.

�Are you completely stupid! We are in the presence of the pr-aA! Show some respect you Xrd!� The dancer hissed under her breath, and her scathing words seemed to make Yugi happy, and the boy laughed out right for a moment. The laughter was like the bubbling sound of the river, jovial and full of life. For Atemu it was a calming agent for his worried soul.

�Oh, come on Anuksu, it�s Yami, he doesn�t mind��

�I don�t care if it�s Aken come for my soul! Show some proper respect or so help me��

Yugi gave a yelp when another grape came his way, and he jumped behind Atemu, small hands gripping his shoulders and Atemu blinked, startled that Yugi would use him as a shield.

He puts me in the line of fire?

Anuksu must have felt the same since she dropped her grape and turned away stuttering an apology. �S�s�sorry pr-aA� I do not know what came over me� I��

�It�s fine.� Atemu said, managing to regain control over his mind after deciding not to take offence to Yugi�s actions, and instead listening to the small part of his heart that responded to Yugi�s earlier words.

He�d said that in his time, Atemu was his protector, his friend, his ari, and Atemu found that he believed him. It was such an odd tale, one that would hold no merit to most, and yet, his heart had known it to be true.

Anuksu looked up startled, but quickly looked away, and Atemu smiled, turning to look at Yugi. �But, I think a punishment is in order.� Atemu smirked, when Yugi�s eyes met his in horror, and he moved to bolt. Atemu laughed, grabbing and yanking Yugi off of the ground and into his lap where he held him still, fingers traveling over Yugi�s sensitive sides, making the boy scream and writhe.

�N-no! Stop Y�yami!� Yugi giggled, his face turning red as Atemu continued to tickle him.

�No, you would sacrifice the life of your god to save your own hide? This is your just punishment, right?� Atemu asked, looking at the stunned Anuksu, who seemed worried that he had lost his mind. Atemu would have cared that his image was quickly being destroyed, but at the moment, he didn�t. Yugi seemed to have that affect on him.

�I�m sorry! I�m sorry!� Yugi squealed, wriggling in his arms, and Atemu chuckled, finally releasing Yugi when it became apparent that Anuksu was not going to join in on the fun.

Only Yugi wishes accept me as an equal� but that is just fine.

Yugi rubbed at his eyes with the back of his hand, a large smile still on his face. The look seemed to say a silent thank you, and Atemu sighed in response. His simply being there and trusting Yugi, made the smaller boy happy, and Atemu found that he was more grateful than ever for having believed Yugi�s words that night.

It had been strange, hearing Yugi�s explanation, and his proof. Atemu would have brushed his odd �speech� aside with out a second thought, the words could have be sounds he made up on the spot, easily faked, but the look Yugi had given him, the look of longing despair and hope, something about it made him believe. When Yugi had finished speaking, his eyes glassy with hope, it was all Atemu could do to keep from holding the boy close.

He simply nodded once, and Yugi broke into tears, sobbing hard, scrubbing at his face repeating over and over again how happy he was that he wasn�t abandoning him.

The words still hurt Atemu�s heart, and he was surprised at how his simple trust could mean so much to the light before him. And Yugi was the light.

Atemu frowned once more.

� He scares the shadows� akhu� antyw akhu�

�pr-aA!�

Atemu jerked from his thoughts to face the person who had called to him. Jonoh stood in the doorway, bowed low, eyes trained on the floor. Since his betrayal and his punishment in the shadow realm, the guard had not dared to meet his eyes. It hurt Atemu to know that his once good friend now feared him, but there was nothing to be done about it at the time.

�Yes, Jonoh?� Atemu inquired, trying to show the other, that his anger had passed. Still, the guard kept his head down, and Atemu let it go.

�The Capitan of the Roman army has arrived to discuss the arrangements for the treaty. He�s waiting in the throne room.� Jonoh said evenly, and Atemu felt Yugi jerk in his arms. Glancing down, he found Yugi�s eyes wide with shock and slight fear, but he put it off as a reaction to seeing Jonoh.

With a soft pat to Yugi�s shoulder, Atemu shifted moving from under Yugi�s slight weight and stood. Amethyst eyes followed his every move as though he feared that he would disappear the moment he stepped out of the beautiful eye�s vision.

�I�ll return shortly, wait here for me.� Atemu said, in a tone meant to show Yugi that he was to behave and act out his roll as a slave. Yugi nodded in understanding, before saying in a steady submissive voice.

�Yes, antyw pr-aA.�

It gave Atemu a light shiver to hear Yugi speak in such a manner, but he gave it no mind as he moved to leave, pausing just long enough to whisper to Anuksu as he passed by. �Keep an eye on him for me.�

The girl gave a curt nod, and he left with out glancing back, and Jonoh, followed him with out being told to do so.

�Do they look dangerous?� Atemu asked, resorting back to the common speech he used to have with his high guard and felt Jonoh�s hesitance to accept the peace offering.

�Pragus, the Capitan, seems to be as greedy as Bakura, pr-aA, and I dare say just as dangerous.� Jonoh said, his voice still distant, but less hard. Atemu nodded, his joy at Jonoh�s response over-shadowed by the news of the man who gave most threat to his people.

�How many men did he bring with him?�

�Nearly fifty, but I�m not sure how many wait outside our boarders.� Jonoh stated solemnly and again, Atemu nodded, his mood darkening.

Meaning that unless Pragus remains happy, Kehmet may very well be doomed.

�Thank you Jonoh, you are dismissed.� Atemu stated when he�d reached the doors to his room.

�But, pr-aA, it is not safe for you to go with out��
�If I walk in with myself guarded, Pragus will know that I do not trust him, and that could cause even more troubles for us all.� Atemu said with a sad look. Jonoh, looked as though he wanted to protest, but gave a curt bow instead.

�As you say, it will be done.�

Atemu nodded, and entered the hall. He wanted to ask Jonoh to watch over Yugi, but after what had happened the first time, Atemu wasn�t comfortable with leaving the two alone together.

He wasn�t surprised to see that Pragus and his men had made themselves quite comfortable in his throne room. They stood about the place as if they were back in Rome waiting for a gladiator tournament. They most likely thought that Kehmet was no real threat, and that political politeness was not needed.

Atemu set his face and waited for Saimun, who was cowering slightly by the throne, to announce his entrance. He did so with a flourish, bowing low to the ground even as the Romans did little but incline their heads. Atemu expected little more from them, but still gave them a look that showed his displeasure at their disregard for his countries customs.

�Pharaoh, I am Pragus, Captain of Cesar�s army. We come on behalf of Rome and seek a treaty between our two nations.� Pragus�s speech was rehearsed, and his smile was like poison. Atemu took note of his stance; weight balanced forward on the balls of his feet, proof that he was used to battle more specifically hand to hand combat. His shoulders where held back, head high, showing that he was a self-assured man, and was used to getting what he wanted.

It would be best to placate him while he is here�

�Right. I�m pleased that Rome feels the same as Kehmet, and I welcome you here to my palace, Pragus.� Atemu said, his voice emotionless and aloof, as a Pharaoh should be. Pragus gave Atemu a look, as if measuring him up, and the tension in the room thickened. Atemu was beginning to wonder if Pragus was intentionally measuring him up with the intention to attack him, for no reason at all, but the man backed down quickly and averted his eyes else where, and Atemu relaxed.

�My men are hungry, we have not eaten well during our journey.� Pragus said, insinuating that they wanted food, being just shy of rude. Atemu narrowed his eyes, not liking the way the tall man acted.

He was broad shouldered, with bright blue eyes, his skin lighter than Atemu�s but much darker than Yugi�s, dressed in the usual Roman warrior attire. Pragus, was nothing new to look at, in fact, he looked like every other Roman Atemu had ever seen, though he had to admit that none had ever seemed as arrogant. Then again, Atemu hadn�t been involved with the Roman�s much since he began his rule.

Father had always dealt with this kind of thing� Atemu sighed, his golden attire, the symbol of his status and title, felt uncomfortably heavy on his body. It was as if the gold had become the pieces of Kehmet itself, and with the Romans there, no one was safe.

Father, I wish you could tell me what to do. How to save Kehmet�

�Very well, I will have a meal prepared in your honor. Your men may relax in the rooms I�ve assigned for you, and may wait there until one of my servants comes to bring them to the dining hall.� Atemu paused turning to Saimun, who in turned bowed low, speaking loudly, as if his voice alone could show the respect that was expected.

�So you say, it shall be done.�

Atemu hated that phrase, but couldn�t very well say so with Pragus there. The taller man could take it as a sign of weakness, and decide to try and overtake Kehmet for his own gain. �Pragus, please follow me and we will discuss matters further.�

Pragus grinned, and finally removed his helmet, cradling it under one arm. Thick brown hair fell to his shoulders, wavy and slightly shiny with grease, Atemu made a face, turning quickly before his disgust could be recognized. It was common to be unclean from a journey, quite another to appear before a ruler of a nation with out first cleaning up. �Follow me.�

Atemu walked from the room hastily, not bothering to see if the man was actually following him or not, as he made his way back to his garden room. He didn�t really think much of it at the time, he just knew that Anuksu was in the other room, and that she could spread the word to the dancing girls to prepare for that evening�s meal, when he chose to lead Pragus to the lounging area. He�d currently forgotten about Yugi, and the fact that most Roman�s tended to prefer the company of cute young boys, to the women that the palace offered.

Atemu pushed the doors open, walking into the room, ready to start the conversation that would save his kingdom, and promptly had the wind knocked from him.

Oh. My. Ra...

Atemu blinked, trying to decide if he was seeing things or not as he watched Yugi, his back turned to him, dancing. Not just any dance, but the one the palace dancers showed only to the important guests. A dance of lust, and primal senses, one that was made all the more enticing by the sight of Yugi�s bare back and slender hips as he rolled and swayed to the instructions of the girl, currently reclined in his chair.

Yugi�s passing on his bad habits� Atemu thought blindly, as he noticed the eased posture that Anuksu held.

Yugi�s dance seemed sweet and almost innocent in nature, and Atemu was half tempted to sit back and watch Yugi, but his eyes focused on the scars that marred Yugi�s beauty, and he was reminded of his own negligence. It ruined the moment and his desire to watch, as guilt continued to gnaw at him. He cringed, hating the feelings that Yugi inspired, and would have moved over to speak to Yugi, for no other reason than to silently ask for forgiveness, with out having to actually voice it, had Pragus not given an appreciative hum.

Suddenly, reality came rushing back.

Damn it!

�Yugi!� Atemu yelled out harshly, and watched as the boy jumped, slipping and falling to his rump, before turning a lovely shade of red, that, to Atemu�s surprise traveled all the way to his navel.

�Y-Yam��

�Dancing girl!� Atemu cut in sharply, registering on the pain in Yugi�s eyes, that his quick dismissal had caused, and looked away quickly. Yugi seemed hurt for a moment more before he noticed Pragus, he then sank to his knees placing his forehead to the ground, falling into the agreed upon routine of master and servant.

Atemu inwardly smiled in relief.

Anuksu, seemed to catch on more quickly, though he had a feeling it was because she never truly trusted him to begin with. Which was somewhat relieving, and it helped Atemu shake the feeling of weakness that Yugi so often inspired in him. He was a living god, a Pharaoh, and he should fear nothing but the gods themselves.

The thought helped very little.

The slight girl, jumped to her feet bowing low, with a grace only a dancer could have. �pr-aA, what is it you desire?�

Atemu stood taller, though inside he felt wretched.

It�s for my people that I fear� it�s for my kingdom�that I will save.

No matter how many times he told himself that, the words still seemed to ring hollow. Atemu didn�t like laying low, didn�t like being impassive, and most of all didn�t like feeling like a coward. But he knew inside, that the real coward�s way out was to put his pride before his land and people, so he kept quiet.

�Tell the other�s that they will be needed at tonight�s dinner.�

�Yes, pr-aA.� Anuksu said, her face still buried to the ground, unwilling to move until he had dismissed her. �Go.� Atemu said, and quick as that she was gone. That left only Yugi in the room. Already feeling uncomfortable, Atemu rounded on Yugi, his words coming out more gruff than he had intended.

�Slave, go to my quarters and wait there for me.� Atemu�s voice held no room for argument, and he was glad that for once, Yugi didn�t make a scene or even look at him, as he ran for the guarded doorway.

Yugi sped by, head bowed low, upper body still pleasantly pink, and Atemu caught a whiff of his scent.

WAD-wr�

He smelled like the sea.

It was calming, and enticing� and annoyingly distracting.

It appeared that Pragus also felt that way�aside from the annoying part� since his eyes continued to follow Yugi�s retreat, looking over his body thoughtfully. Atemu glared, coughing to regain, Pragus�s attention.

�Such an exotic slave, you have there, Pharaoh. So pale, where did you find him?�

�He was a gift.�

That was all he was going to say about it.

�Now, about that treaty��

�Ah, right! Where to begin�� Pragus jumped at the conversation shift easily, and with it, Atemu relaxed, even just slightly.

It appeared Yugi was going to be a bit more distracting than he had thought.

Why did I have to come back here? Why?

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The room was loud with chatter, and filled to the brim with people. Some were seated on the floor, while others were ranged about a large wooden table, that looked as though it was a gift from a lower African nation.

Yugi shifted uncomfortably in the heavy atmosphere trying to draw as little attention to himself as possible. He was sitting on his knees, on the floor beside Atemu, and though he loathed to admit it, Yugi had wrapped his hand around the Pharaoh�s ankle for security.

He�d known from the moment his eyes had landed on the tall man that had followed Atemu into the garden room that morning, that he was a Roman, and from what he�d learned from history books, the Egyptian�s had not faired well against the northern European nation. Atemu had only confirmed his suspicions when he�d returned to his room as promised, looking weary and worried.
Yugi looked up as the door opened admitting his other. He looked tired and worn out as he walked into the room, heaving a heavy sigh. Yugi slid from his position on the bed, but did not move toward his side. Although they had spoken the night before, and reached several understandings, Yugi was still uncertain of Atemu�s mood shifts.

As if sensing his unease, Atemu looked up, and gave Yugi a small smile, lifting one hand and motioning him over. Yugi, walked to his side, stopping just before him and felt Atemu�s friendly hand rest, on his shoulder gently, just the way Yami tended to do when he felt bad for yelling at him.

�Pragus is a dangerous man from a powerful Empire, one that is a threat to Kehmet. I must attempt to keep him happy while he is here� and I do not wish for him to know of you.� Atemu, paused looking into Yugi�s eyes thoughtfully, and Yugi understood his reasoning completely. He even understood why Atemu�s non-vocal apology sounded more like a command than a request. It was just something that Atemu did, a quirk that Yugi was quickly learning to accept. He was a sixteen�seventeen year old god and ruler. One who could stand up to the twenty-something Roman man as an equal�no�as a king. Of course he wouldn�t apologize.

�Okay, Yami.� Yugi nodded with a smile, and watched as the mighty Pharaoh bowed his head with a sigh that could have been made from exhausted relief, and Yugi giggled lightly. �You need to relax more Yami. Or before you know it you�ll be bald.� Yugi joked and watched as Atemu looked at him in slight confusion, before breaking out in a similar smile of his own.

�Right, I should relax when my slave uses me as a human shield.� Atemu quipped with a smirk and Yugi gawked, jumping up and pointing a finger at the tan teen.

�What, you�re my protector! And what do you do in the face of grape danger? You tickle me to death!� Yugi accused though his eyes were bright with joy, and he couldn�t stop the warm feeling that spread through his chest.

Atemu shrugged.

�Nothing to say to that?� Yugi asked, and Atemu just smirked, and Yugi smiled before breaking into a fit of giggles bending over to hold his belly as Atemu joined in. Neither knew why they were laughing, it didn�t quiet make sense, but either way Yugi simply enjoined the bubbling sound of joy, feeling safe if only for a moment.

For this instance, while they laughed openly together in the warm room, Yugi could pretend that he was back in Domino, in his room with his dark, laughing over one thing or another.

It was almost bittersweet.
Yugi relaxed under the memory, his smile sad and longing. He really did not want to be here. Surrounded by blood thirsty, and power hungry Romans, clinging to the leg of his other, lost and completely out of his element. And I really don�t like the way that man keeps staring at my ass� Yugi swallowed hard, trying not to quiver as he looked at the leader of the Roman group.

His armor was much more flashy, and slightly more clean, and unlike most of the others, he was seated directly beside Atemu�Atemu was raised a bit higher than the Roman, as was custom, but still, the man was closest to the Pharaoh, and had been given the utmost respect.

The blue eyes seemed to be distracted by something that was happening in front, sparkling with joy, as the tall Roman laughed harshly, and the sound made Yugi shiver.

There was no warmth in the sound, only cruel humor, and sadistic mirth at the pain of another. It was like that crazed cackle that Bakura had a tendency to use when he�d been attempting to kill or maim Yami. Yami was right� he�s dangerous� extremely so�

As if sensing Yugi�s gaze, the man turned, his eyes taking on an evil glint, and Yugi jumped, gripping Atemu�s ankle tighter, when a smirk spread over the man�s lips. Yugi felt as if he was something to be eaten, and felt sick to his stomach, his mind screaming at him with the not so healthy knowledge he�d gained about Roman men and their habits. � No, no, no, no� Romans liked to take boys to bed� they liked� young boys� and� he�s looking at me! Yami!

Yugi let out a squeak when the man licked his lips, and felt the leg in his tight grip�the leg that Yugi had securely wrapped both of his arms around, until his chest was pressed tightly to the gold bands that encased Atemu�s shins�shift as Atemu looked down upon him.

The Pharaoh must have followed his line of vision, and caught on to what was scaring Yugi, for the scary Roman, looked up from Yugi with an arrogant smile.

�It would seem, that your gift is very attached to you.� The man said, in what Yugi would have called a mocking tone, and felt a flare of indignation spark in his heart at being referred to as a thing, but held his tongue, remembering that Atemu needed to gain the man�s trust, regardless of how annoying he was.

�It would appear so, Pragus.� Atemu�s voice sounded clipped and cold, nearly possessive, and Yugi felt a thrill run down his spine, like he always did when he heard Yami speak about him. It was an odd reaction, Yugi knew, but he simply wrote it off as protectiveness on Yami�s part, for his light, and his own need to feel protected by his dark. Though that did little to explain why Yugi�s heart always picked up pace and his body seemed to tingle with warmth, and his nerves seemed to jolt when he heard it. Nope� it�s nothing.. because, I�m not gay, so, it�s just a light and dark thing. Yep, nothing homosexual about it!

Yugi roughly shoved it from his mind when the Roman, Pragus, began to speak.

�He must be special if he is allowed to touch his god in such a manner.� Pragus sounded smug, and Yugi felt Atemu tense. So, he does know about the customs here� he simply chooses to ignore them. What a dick! Yugi scowled, but turned quickly away when Pragus looked back down on him, and Yugi felt his face flush as he felt the Roman�s eyes travel down and over his body slowly.

Atemu�s hand reached down and held Yugi�s shoulder, the heat of his skin making Yugi gasp lightly, even as the touch calmed him, as the hand proceeded to pull Yugi closer, as if trying to hide Yugi from Pragus�s eyes.

�He is.�

Atemu simply left it at that, not saying anything more, and Yugi wasn�t sure whether to be insulted or grateful, but didn�t have the time to decide when again Pragus spoke.

�Not to be rude, Pharaoh, but I am very bored.� Pragus stated leaning back into his seat, thick arms crossed over his chest, and Yugi felt the need to yell at him.

Glancing up, Yugi saw the tightened jaw of Atemu, and thought for certain that he would do something, but instead, the angry Pharaoh just clapped his hands, causing the music that was being played to stop. The sounds of wood flutes and drums and odd string instruments stilled, taking on a new tune, this one more sensual and whine-like.

Yugi recognized it, it sounded a lot like the belly dancing music he�d heard when Anzu had dragged him around, trying to find a �proper dance studio� as she had put it.

Intrigued, Yugi slipped from his place on Atemu�s leg, and leaned up to look over the table�s edge. Amethyst eyes widened as he watched Anuksu and several other women, all dressed in sheer silk, shifting and dancing in slow, controlled movements. Arms and hips swaying like waves, creating a sensual show. Yugi grinned even as he turned scarlet at the nearly nude dancers. I know this dance! That�s the one Anuksu�s teaching me� Yugi looked on in awe, watching the perfection that moved in front of him, his backside moving in sync with the beat, his hips rolling lightly, remembering the footing and directions that Anuksu had given him. � So that�s what it should look like� wow, I wish I could do that�

Yugi tried not to laugh at his own thoughts, feeling quiet foolish, wanting to dance like a girl. But� it looks like such fun� and, if I could dance� maybe Anzu would spend more time with me� Yugi thought distantly, though it didn�t bring him as much joy as he knew it should. Yugi wrote it off as nothing more than his fear that he would never make it back home.

The song picked up pace, and the dancers moved faster. This was Yugi�s favorite part, his slight form had easily mastered the quick movements and turns, it was another reason why he wanted to learn the dance in the first place after seeing Anuksu practice.

So caught up in the dance, Yugi was unaware of the eyes that watched him, until he was suddenly grabbed from behind. He let out a cry of shock as the firm grip pulled him from his hiding place and promptly threw him into the dancing area.

Yugi pushed himself up from the stone floor, already cringing at the scraps that had appeared on his knees. What� why am I� Yugi gasped, when he realized that the music had stopped, and that the dancers where frozen, glaring at him for ruining their performance.

�� S�sorry! I�� Yugi turned, finding himself the center of attention, and swallowed hard, not liking the situation one bit.

Atemu was standing by his chair looking outraged, and Yugi met his eyes, pleading with him to save him, and from the look Atemu gave him, Yugi was certain that the Pharaoh was going to do just that, but before Atemu could open his mouth, Pragus began to laugh.

Yugi jerked his attention to the man, aware that it must have been Pragus who had thrown him, and glowered as the other Romans joined in the mirth.

�Dance little boy. Entertain us, slave.� Pragus crowed out, and Yugi had the urge to scream. Damn it! I�m not a little boy, I�m a high schooler! And only Yami can get away with calling me slave!

Yugi stood up, his hands fisted by his sides, shaking, ready to yell the man into silence, not careing if he�d be beaten again, nor that the man probably wanted to molest him.

�How about it, Pharaoh? Let your slave show us his talents.�

Yugi�s heart froze as he heard the question, his eyes jerking over to Atemu, watching as Atemu took in the situation with a steady stare. Crimson eyes darted between the two of them for a moment, and Yugi gave a saddened mental plea, already knowing that Atemu would not receive it. No� don�t make me dance in front of those� those pedophiles!

Atemu gave Yugi a mournful look, and Yugi felt his heart sink like a stone. Atemu gave a nod to the musicians and the music picked back up. Yugi stared in disbelief, his hands trembling. He was in front of all of these people, and he was supposed to attempt to do what the girl�s preformed with ease? No! Don�t make me�

Yugi stood shaking, and laughter resounded once more. Yugi�s face heated, and he felt tears burn his eyes. He heard Anuksu, hissing at him under her breath, telling him what to do, but he was rooted to the spot. I can�t� I can�t do this! I�ll trip� and I�ll mess up� and everyone will laugh more� Yami� Yami will�

Yugi looked over toward Atemu, and was surprised when he met the burning gaze of his other. There was no humor, disappointment, or embarrassment on his face, only the gentle look of belief, and the steady impression of trust.

It was almost as thought the link between them had returned and Yugi could hear Atemu�s voice in his mind, though Yugi knew that that had not happened.

Still, he understood.

Atemu was urging him on, telling him with his eyes that he believed that Yugi could do it. With out looking away, Yugi lifted his arms, ears catching the repeated beat, and slipped into the moves Anuksu had taught him.

He had no idea if he was even at the right part of the dance or if he was behind, and Yugi didn�t quite care at that point. He slowly allowed his eyes to close, concentrating on the music, and letting it lull him away. I�m alone in the gardens� Anuksu is the only one watching me� but Yami is urging me on from the shadows of the palace� right Yami? You are guarding me, and helping me to grow, right?

Yugi felt the pulse of the music in his body, and shifted as the beat picked up pace. He didn�t dare to open his eyes as he fell into the rhythm, lost in the practiced movements of the dace.

It had, at first, reminded Yugi of some of those �dirty dances� he�d seen on T.V. and heard about from Jonouchi from the time that he�d snuck into a club. He still couldn�t stop the blood from pooling in his cheeks at the thought that he was moving so suggestively, and yet, it was addicting. Is this why you dance Anzu? This freedom, this exhilaration?

Yugi breathed out, turning into a light spin, arms raised over his head, moving into the next move as swiftly as possible. I wonder� Yami? What would you say if you knew, that I knew how to dance like this? Would you say it�s normal? Or would it frighten you? Yugi smiled to himself, Who am I kidding? You�d just learn it too, cause its another game� and I�d lose to you all over again� though you�d keep it a secret from Anzu, so as not to hurt her feelings�

Yugi opened his eyes and met those of fiery crimson, and quickly had to look away. Atemu�s look was burning, scalding, but not angry. It was too intense for him, and Yugi stumbled, thrown off balance, and almost immediately, Atemu called for the end of the dance.

Yugi felt his face burning from embarrassment, at the applause and the fact that his blunder must have angered Atemu. He refused to look up from the ground where he was seated, and nearly leaped from his skin when Mahado came to his side and lifted him up by his arm.

�Wha�Dark Ma�� Yugi broke off at the stern look the priest gave him, and glanced away, feeling rather cold, as he was escorted back through the halls and into the Pharaoh�s rooms.

Yugi swallowed hard, reminded the last time he�d been escorted by the Dark Magician to these rooms. It had ended with his crying his eyes out in relief after nearly loosing his mind when Atemu had believed him.
Yugi looked up catching deep crimson, and felt his breath hitch at the trust in those eyes as slowly, the Pharaoh of Egypt nodded his head once, telling Yugi with out words that his proof had been sufficient.

Yugi began to sob, choking on his tears as immense relief flooded through him. �Oh thank god, Yami! I don�t know� what I would have done� if.. if you didn�t� didn�t believe me!�

�Hush now, Yugi. It�s just fine. Now stop this crying, Akhu.� Atemu said gently, his large warm hand, resting on Yugi�s shoulder in a manner that reminded Yugi of his Yami back home, and more tears fell.

�Yami� Oh Yami!�

�Hush now� hush.�
�Atemu wishes for you to wait here, Yugi.� Mahado said, and Yugi sat down upon the bed, trying hard not to cry. I messed up again� great� just great. I knew it was a bad idea to try. I�m so stupid!

�Yugi?�

Amethyst eyes shot up to meet the concerned brown of Mahado�s, and the man gave Yugi a soft look, his hand reaching out to pat Yugi�s shoulder comfortingly. �He is not mad at you Yugi.�

�How did you know� how can you be certain of that?� Yugi asked, turning his eyes away and glaring at the door that lead to the bathing area, his eyes tracing over the carved designs and ancient script.

For a long moment, Mahado was silent, then he rose and turned to leave, and Yugi turned back around, hope fading away at his lack of response.

�Dark��

�Pragus.� Mahado spoke the single name, and Yugi froze, blinking in comprehension as Mahado turned back around to face him with a slight nod of his head. �That is my certainty.�

And with that, Mahado left.
^^^^
Atemu could hardly breathe as he watched Yugi move, his movements perfectly synchronized and fluid, as if he was a part of the Nile itself, a child of Hapi, and Yugi could pass as one as well. He was small, and soft, delicate and beautiful, Atemu was certain that had he not seen Yugi naked before, he would have wondered if he was not truly a child of Hapi, both male and female.

The anger and outrage he�d felt when he�d watched Pragus throw Yugi onto the dance floor, melted away as he continued to watch his little one move. His hips carefully rolled and gyrated, as his arms took up the movement, spinning around his face and head, as though he was held prisoner by his wrists. It was a basic move that all the dancing girl�s perfected to entice their viewers, and as Yugi preformed it, it made the look sinfully holy. His innocence made him look alluring, and endearing even as the action made him look teasing and sensual.

He moves so gracefully� fast learner, and quick on his feet�

Atemu felt a smile reach his lips when Yugi�s eyes flashed open to meet his own before darting away again, blushing. He tripped a little, and Atemu�s smile spread into a grin.

He�s still Yugi� Atemu thought with mild humor, enjoying the tenseness� abate as Yugi�s spell was broken by his blunder. The Pharaoh of Kehmet would have continued to watch Yugi had his enjoyment not been cut short at the pleased snicker that came from his right.

Pragus was watching Yugi as though he was one of the girl�s dancing, as though, like the girl�s, Yugi could be called upon to fulfill certain, needs, that the man required.

The rage was swift and powerful, Atemu wasn�t sure why it came upon him so suddenly, but was certain that his shadow magic had been called upon, for Mahado was instantly by his side, looking at him curiously.

I don�t want him looking at Yugi that way� Atemu clapped his hands together harshly, calling an end to the festivities. Through narrowed eyes, he could see Seth down the long table, giving him and odd expression, and quickly brushed the look aside, not wanting to deal with his cousin at that moment.

�Mahado, take Yugi to my room and make sure he doesn�t leave it until I return.� Atemu bit out harshly, and watched as his most trusted friend left to do his bidding.

As soon as Yugi was out of the room, Atemu felt himself relax a bit, and let out a sigh, suddenly aware of the curious stares that were being sent his way. He�d caused a rather big scene, all because he didn�t like the way Pragus was watching his slave.

What the hell is wrong with me? Atemu thought, though he remained calm on the outside, and reached for his wine lifting the cup to his lips, pausing to look down at the deep red substance.

A mix of humor and distaste ran through him as he recalled Yugi�s newest duty. It was common for a slave to test the drink for poisons before allowing the Pharaoh to drink or eat. The fact that Yugi was put in mortal danger for his sake, though it was normal, caused Atemu to feel slightly disturbed by it, but Yugi�s expression when he�d tasted the wine had been quite amusing.

Yugi had started to hack and sputter, making a sickened expression as he�d held out the drink, swiping his mouth on his arm. Atemu had been worried that Yugi was dying from a poison, and had leaped to his feet only to be stalled by Yugi�s gagged out words.

�If it isn�t poisoned, the taste will kill you��
�The dance displeased you?� Pragus� question brought Atemu back to the present with a glare, that he turned on the Roman with out much thought.

�I was simply tired of the music.� Atemu replied, drinking from his cup quickly, the bitter taste soothing on his tongue. Replacing his cup, Atemu stood, not quite careing if he was being rude, and that both Seth and Saimun would make his ears bleed in the morning for his actions this night, and left the room, swiftly moving toward his chambers. He couldn�t continue to sit beside that man any longer. His existence was rubbing Atemu the wrong way and he was afraid that he would strike out if he stuck around any longer.

He found Mahado waiting outside of his doors as he�d asked, and nodded to the priest as he moved to enter the room.

�Thank you Mahado.�

�There is no need, pr-aA� but I think you should explain your actions to Yugi, he seems upset.� Mahado said, his tone respectful so as not to offend Atemu with his opinion.

Atemu gave a nod as his friend departed and slipped into his room. Yugi was sitting with his legs crossed on the bed, staring at the wall, his face scrunched into a look of thoughtfulness.

Atemu watched him for a moment, the protective feeling consuming him once more, and he wanted to reach out and hold the boy close to his chest, and keep all harm from him. This is starting to irritate me� Atemu harshly shook the feeling off and coughed, gaining Yugi�s attention.

His head whipped around quickly, and Atemu watched as his eyes lit up and he moved from the bed, his odd undergarments showing as he slid to the floor.

�I�m sorry, Yami. I shouldn�t have� it was��

Atemu shook his head smiling gently, and he moved forward, placing a hand on Yugi�s shoulder feeling the soft skin as Yugi�s muscles relaxed his tension easing off.

�No, you were great, little one.� Atemu smiled when Yugi gave a pout at the nickname and moved to continue, �It was�� Atemu broke off, unsure if he wanted to tell Yugi just how badly he could be hurt by the Roman Capitan.

No� he does not need to worry of such things�

The Pharaoh moved to change the topic, but was beaten to it by Yugi. �It�s Pragus and the Roman empire isn�t it?� Yugi was looking at him with steady eyes. Atemu regarded him for several long moments, before letting out a heavy sigh and nodding once.

�Yes, I assume that you know, then, why I had you dragged out?�

�If you mean the fact that Roman�s like to sleep with boy�s then, yes.� Yugi said with a light shudder, his face crunching up in distaste. Atemu smiled at Yugi�s antics patting his head gently before he moved over toward his bed, sitting on it tiredly.

�Then, you will understand if I ask that you do only as I instruct and when I am not around, hide in the servant�s room.� Atemu asked, though his tone implied that Yugi really didn�t have a choice in the issue. Yugi nodded once, coming over and plopping himself down beside Atemu, before dramatically flopping onto his back in the next instant.

Atemu watched him with a small smirk on his face. Yugi truly did grow on him. He chuckled watching as Yugi became comfortable, puffing his cheeks out as he breathed out a large sigh, amethyst eyes opening slowly.

�You know, the fact that the Romans are here, scares me.� Yugi said, seriously, and Atemu nodded, understanding Yugi�s fear well.

�Do not worry, Yugi. All will be fine.�

�No, Yami, that�s not what I meant. Look, in my time, it�s well known that Egypt�I mean Kehmet�is taken over by the Romans and the real bloodline of the pr-aA is destroyed.� Yugi said with a solemn expression. Atemu stared in shock, his stomach bottoming out with fear.

Is my kingdom to fall? Now, to this man known as Pragus? Was this the danger that Yugi presented?

�When?� Atemu questioned, and Yugi sighed.

�I�m not completely sure, but I know a man named Ptoleme, and a King known as �Alexander the Great� have something to do with Kehmet�s fall. So, unless you hear those names, I�m pretty sure we�re safe.� Yugi said, and Atemu tried to relax, suddenly, feeling much more tense than before.

� I�m not sure whether this makes things more difficult or not�

�Sorry.� Yugi whimpered sitting up, a disgruntled look on his face, and Atemu turned to regard him with wary eyes.

�For what, Yugi?�

�I probably shouldn�t have told you that� it could change history�� Yugi grumbled, and said something about �world history� and �test�. Atemu shrugged it off and forced a small smile.

�It is fine, akhu. If all goes well, we will have a treaty, and that was decided long before you even arrived. So, do not fret so.�

Yugi nodded with a small smile, and Atemu patted his back once, shifting to then remove his gold adornments. �You should go to bed Yugi, the servant�s room should not be crowded as of yet. Go find yourself a blanket before they are gone.�

Yugi made a face before hopping off of the bed and making his way to the door. Atemu watched him with protective eyes, feeling a deep sense of longing in his heart.

�Yugi?�

The boy froze, his hand on the door handle as he looked over his shoulder with a curious face, and Atemu grinned shaking his head. �Nothing, just wanted to tell you� that you dance very well.�

A red tint stained Yugi�s face even as he grinned, and Atemu felt a warmth in his own chest at Yugi�s actions.

�Arigatou, Yami! Oyasumi!� Yugi called over his shoulder as he left the room, and Atemu nodded his head, not understanding a word Yugi said, but nodded his head all the same.

Ra, I need him to teach me what he�s saying�
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The guestroom was filled with three of his most trusted men, among which stood his son, the dark haired youth, Ptoleme. Pragus smiled maliciously at the stern faces that surrounded him in his room.

�So, the first step of our true mission has been accomplished, but we still need to find a way to gain access and control over the shadow beasts.� Pragus said with evil intent, and watched as his men took in his newest demand. His young son, no older than the Pharaoh at best, simply nodded once, his sour expression never changing.

�The conquest of this place depends on it. So tomorrow, I want you three to go into town and discover all that you can about the powers that keep us from crushing this little backwater kingdom.� Few curt nods were his reply, and so with a sharp flick of his wrist, he sent the men from the room, not wishing to be caught plotting against the Pharaoh and Kehmet.

So� the shadow magic should be hidden somewhere in this palace� or at least this wasted land� what ever could Cesar want with such fool hearty misgivings I do not know.

Pragus sighed reclining onto his lavishly decorated room, scoffing at the images of Kehmet�s gods, and their absurd writings. In his eyes, the people of Kehmet were primitive, stupid, and expendable, and were he Cesar, he would have never bothered with such a backwater country.

But he was not Cesar, and he was not the one to make the decision. So, here he was, inside of the palace, being placated by a man who severely distrusted, and even hated him.

He knew that the Pharaoh was simply trying to keep him happy for the better of his kingdom, and even Pragus had to admit it was a very wise thing to do as a ruler, but his slip up at dinner had been quite stupid.

That slave� is his weak point� though I can�t truly blame him. Such a delicate boy. I bet he�s as soft as silk, and as pure as a virgin� He would be so much fun to break.

A malicious smile made it�s way up Pragus�s face as he recalled the pale slave boy with the odd colored eyes. The way he moved seemed to be a contrast in and of itself, innocence, and yet tempting seduction all at once. Just the thought of the boy�s skin made him hot.

He smelled like the sea� so he couldn�t have been from this land. No, not at all� I wonder if the Pharaoh has tasted him yet?

Another smile made it�s way up his face, and Pragus moved from his bed, and moving to the door, turning to the guard that stood watch by his door.

�I wonder if you could bring me a slave. I have a few� needs.� Pragus smirked, and watched as the guard simply nodded his head in understanding, turning as if to leave, and Pragus reached out stopping the guard�s departure. �Though, if it is at all possible, I would like to have the small pale slave with the violet eyes attend to me. The one that looks remarkably like the Pharaoh, if it is not too much trouble.�

Pragus was amused when he saw the guard freeze and think for a moment, as though debating and weighing his options, and it gave him a thrill, not unlike the one he felt when he was on a hunt, or at war.

So, the pr-aA is a little more protective of this one� .

�Can you? Or is the Pharaoh�s hospitality not reach far enough to give his guest a proper attendant?� Pragus asked.

Or bedmate as the case may be.

The guard bowed low with a hastily muttered, �Just a moment. I will fetch the slave for you.� Then the shorter man left, and Pragus smirked returning to his room to await his new play thing.

It�s been a while since I had a good toy� I wonder how much it will take to break him?
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(Ending Theme: �Night Flowers�)
ai no kuni wo samayou
watashi wo mitsuke dashite
tsubasa ni wa mada
surikireta hazu no kokoro kakushite

watashi no mune wo someta
ikusen no hanabira wa
kanashii kurai anata wo koishiku saseru
mou ichido

sugaritsuku shunkan
surinukeru maboroshi
anata no subete wo ubai saritai

itetsuita NAIFU kazashi
ai wa mau yoru no hana wo chirashite

aishite, iyasarete, tokihanatsu - kokoro sae...
motto hageshiku kanjite

sadame nara
yasuragi mo, nukumori mo iranai

itetsuita NAIFU kazashi
ai wa mau yoru no hana wo chirashite

kowashite, kizutsukete, tojikomete - kokoro sae...
motto hageshiku aishite

A.N. All right, yet another chapter finished. ^-^ So what do you think? Seriously, I want to know. Was it bad? Crappy? Do you want more detail, or is it all making sense?

Now, as for the historical parts, do NOT take my word for it, this is where the history gets F�ed up the pie hole. Ptoleme and Alexander the Great, are two real historical figures who did play a part in the Fall of Egypt, but I have done very little research on them, and they are WAY out of their true time line, so yes, this fiction, is fiction! ^-^ One more question, though it is rather silly, do you feel that I should respond separately to the reviewers at the end of my chapters? I always found it annoying personally, but I was wondering if some one wanted it and actually liked it. Anyway, review!!!! And you shall be rewarded with the next chapter!!!! ^-^
Lechan
Translations:
ari: Partner
akhu: light (Loose Translation)
Arigatou, Yami. Oyasumi.: Thank you, Yami, good night.
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