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Catechism	By : phantomness Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1078 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I�ll think of a name later. It will probably hit me while
I�m writing the middle of a chapter
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*
Pairing: Yami x Mahaado (Loyaltyshipping), also known as
Atemu x Mahaado (Sealshipping). I don�t see much difference between the two,
but oh well. *Shrug*
Other Pairings: Possibly some one-sided OC stuff (one-sided from
the OC of course!) Also contains Set x Kisara and Aishizu x Karim x Shadah
threesome if ya squint!
Timeline: Before the Manga AE arc. Contains elements from
the anime since I get the two mixed up in my head.
WARNINGS: Darkfic, side pairings, angst, insanity, death,
sex, obsession, brainwashing, rampant murder of Original Characters and random
people
Ages: Mahaado � 14/15ish when Akunumkanon dies
Title: Catechism
Chapter 1��

�� You will
protect the Prince.�
�� I will
protect the Prince.�
�� You will
do anything to protect the Prince.�
�� I will do
anything to protect the Prince.�
�� There is
no price too high, and you will die for him if necessary.�
�� There is
no price too high, and I will die for him if necessary.�
�� You will
never leave the Prince.�
�� I will
never leave the Prince.�
�� You will
obey his every wish� grant his every desire� and you will love him, treasure
him, cherish him. You will be his friend, his brother, his advisor, his lover�
his happiness is your life�s joy, you only live to serve��
�� Mahaado
nodded, obediently repeating the words along, blue eyes fixed carefully on the
old man�s face.
�� Pharaoh
Akunumkanon finally gave a tired yawn and patted the boy on the head. �That�s
enough for tonight, Mahaado. Go to bed.�
�� Yes,
Pharaoh.�

�� Akunumkanon
watched as the boy walked quietly down the hall, fading into the shadows. Then,
he allowed himself to yawn and called for a servant. He drank his wine and
sighed.
�� Well,
tomorrow was another day.

�� He received
his appointment as the Priest of the Millennium Ring solemnly, feeling the
points jangle as Pharaoh Akunumkanon himself carefully placed the pendant
around his neck. Many years had passed since he had been taken to the palace,
and yet, there was still one thing�
�� One thing
remained. He smiled at the Crown Prince, who gave him a smile back. They had
become childhood friends quite easily, and his Prince trusted him.
�� Now, he
would be in an even better position to protect Prince Yami, as an Elected
Priest. He bowed and then returned to his seated position near the throne.
�� Court
resumed its session, and he listened carefully, mentally tallying important
points. After the session concluded, he left and went to find his apprentice,
Mana. Hopefully she had been practicing her magic lessons like a good girl.
�� He found
her hiding in one of the numerous pots that decked the halls and sighed, mildly
exasperated. �Mana.�
�� I�m sorry,
Teacher-sama!�
�� Did you at
least make a passable herbal draught before you ran out to play?�
�� I made
two! They�re on the table, Teacher-sama!�
�� Mahaado
shook his head. She was still a young girl of nine years, and he should not be
so harsh. With a sigh, he beckoned her back to their quarters and continued on
his way. High Priest Donkor, the holder of the Rod, accosted him on the way.
�� Mahaado
gave a polite nod, as the man was higher in rank and status than he, as an
elder priest.
�� Donkor
frowned. �Off teaching your apprentice, I assume?�
�� Yes,
Priest Donkor.�
�� Donkor
sneered as he let Mahaado go and watched his retreating figure. Weakling. No
doubt within a few weeks the Ring would consume him and they would be searching
for another High Priest. The boy was too soft, too pampered, too childish, and
too trusting!
�� He wouldn�t
last long in Court. As an Apprentice Priest and Magician, High Priest Shadah
would have overseen his education, along with those other few souls who were
also apprentices, but that was gone now.
�� High
priests had to be ruthless. They had to be careful.
�� He might
pity the boy, if he weren�t in Court.
�� Well, perhaps
he�d pray to Anubis for a swift death for the boy. Long, lingering,
poison-caused illnesses were always a pain.

�� The first
time Mahaado killed a man, he was in shock for days. He scrubbed his hands
clean every chance he could get, even though there had been no blood � poison
didn�t leave marks, after all. He remembered crushing dried herbs and flowers
into powder, his fingers shaking so badly that he botched the potion six times
in a row before he got it right.
�� It was the
worse he�d ever done in his magic lessons. But now, he was no longer learning.
He�d been given the Ring, too young, still an apprentice magician, but a
full one now, with Mana to train, much less a priest, the men whispered, but
the Item had chosen and he had no other choice.
�� He had to
protect his Prince.
�� He would do
anything to protect his Prince. Anything.
�� At least
the blood was not on Yami�s hands.
��
�� Pharaoh
Akunumkanon was dead. It had only been two weeks since he�d gotten the Ring,
but the first time he summoned his Ka, and saw the beginning of black bleeding
into his Silent Magician�s white robes, he knew that something was wrong.
�� His magic
had to go�
�� He�d felt
hopeless, the first few moments after that startling revelation, but he could
feel the dark edge curling around his thoughts. If he went mad, or the Ring
corrupted him, he wouldn�t be able to protect his Prince.
�� He had
to protect Prince Yami, even if it was from himself.
�� That was
the first time he contemplated death. He punished himself harshly for being
selfish afterwards.
�� How could
he protect his Prince and future Pharaoh if he were dead?

�� So he�d
done it. It had been twisted irony that the spell he had used to seal his magic
was the same spell that he retained � the only spell that he could use.
�� Spell
Binding Circle � Spell of Illusion � Call it anything, but it was the same�
he�d been terrified the first time he saw his new Ka.
�� A fiend in
dark armor, instead of the light-type monster he�d once had! There was no
expression either, no face� just empty armor with glowing eyes, and dark, too
dark�
�� It had been
the first time the rest of the Court had seen too. Set had snorted in derision
at the puny thing, shaking his head.
�� What did he
know? He wasn�t an Elected Priest.
�� But he
could see disappointment in Priest Akunadin and Priest Shadah�s eyes, and he�d
vowed to work harder.
�� But how
could he?
�� Was he even
worthy of being called a magician anymore, without his magic?

�� That was
why he resorted to potions. His illusion spells were all gone. That had been
his strength � he could build illusion solid enough to fool all others in
court, weave a disguise enough to spy without a suspicion, but it was gone now.
�� All gone�
�� But mixing
poisons did not require magic. He could still mix healing draughts, sleeping
draughts, other short-term magical effects, perfectly human, though he
could not touch magic himself. And most of the higher-level potions were too
difficult to make without magic. He had only had a small supply of potions
before he shut down his magic once and for all� mages in training were not
allowed to make potions without supervision, but Pharaoh Akunumkanon had
overridden that order. Still�!
�� There were
hundreds of ingredients he would have needed, and even though he had access to
them now, he had lost his power. Skill was not enough.
�� He hadn�t
told Pharaoh about the loss of his magic, but when he had been asked about the
Creation of the Millennium Items, he could not lie.
�� And now,
Prince Yami was Pharaoh�
�� That was
the reason why he had mixed tansy and foxglove, taken the antidote in advance,
and spent a night with Lord Gahiji.
�� It had been
painful.
�� But one
threat was gone.
�� He vowed to
do the same for the rest.

�� Teacher-sama!�
�� He spotted
Mana running from a duck, and sighed. �What happened?�
�� I froze
the duck�s nest by accident!�
�� Did I not
send you to practice a water spell?�
�� Yes, but
it turned into ice! I�m sorry, Teacher-sama!�
�� He shook
his head. She hurriedly summoned her text and began to flip through it,
frantically searching for the counter-spell.
�� He would
undo it himself if he could, but he couldn�t, so he just shook his head and
told her to work harder.
�� She
frowned, but nodded obediently. Good girl.
�� Properly
trained, she might make a protector for Yami, if he ever left.
�� Speaking of
which, he�d better get to work researching death-related spells, just in case�
just in case things happened, and he had to leave his Prince � now Pharaoh.
�� Death was
no excuse for shirking duty.

End Chapter
Completed 4/4/06
So, I have complete disregard of ancient Egyptian medicinal
plants. Sorry! And yes, once again, my evilly loyal version of Mahaado shows
up�
I always thought there had to be a reason, and why not a
creepy one? Sure, Akunumkanon seems so nice, but you never know.
Atemu: You always bastardize my father in your fics
Phantomness: *shakes head* He�s just a poor stressed man
trying to do his best for Egypt and for you. Of course, his actions might not
reflect well� but then again, isn�t the path to hell paved with good
intentions?
Mahaado: *Sighs*

Donkor = Humble
Gahiji = Hunter

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