With and Without You | By : phantomness Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 917 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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AU YGO
Title: Without You
Imagine Yami without his faithful Dark Magician? Hah, not
likely! Still, in another universe, perhaps there are changes made….
Chapter 1
It was all
Akunadin’s fault. A lot of things were the old man’s fault. He had created the
Sennen Items, after all, and he was… well, how to put it? Power-hungry, he
wanted his own son Seto on the throne, but Prince Yami did not know this.
He did
know, that when they were still children, Akunadin had sent Mahaado away.
Mahaado had been his only friend, a priest-in-training and a magician. But he
hadn’t been especially good, as he was only eight or nine at that time.
Yami had
been six….
But he knew
enough to hate his uncle for it.
Now though,
it was ten years later. Yami was lonely – he spent most of his time studying
magic or with monsters he called up from the shadow realm. It wasn’t right, but
his Father was not going to stop him. Pharaoh Akunumkanon had more pressing
things to worry about…Such as the spate of thievery that had spread like a plague
over the land. Rich priests and merchants were found wandering around, dazed
and confused, their most valuable artifact – usually something gold and gaudy,
missing.
It was
always the same thing.
Priest
Donkor wielded the Millennium Ring, but even the charmed Item was failing to
respond to his call – and he’d only had it for six months. For some reason or
another, all who tried to wield the Ring usually wound up insane or dead within
a year… it was most distressing.
Still, the
Items had been made as a set and were supposed to be together for the good of
Egypt…
It was
difficult, but he didn’t care. It was dangerous, but he didn’t care. If he ran
into trouble, there was no one who would save him, but he honestly did not care
any more.
Yami’s
illusions made his hair look black and straight and hid the unnatural ruby of
his eyes behind soft brown. In his robes he might as well have been some small
child… a teen off for a night of drinking with his friends…
But he had
another intent in mind tonight. Priest Donkor had been carried off to the
Healers, and no one had bothered to take the Ring. So he had. It was tucked
into his satchel, hidden… he could feel darkness rolling off it, not the calm
dark of the shadows, but something different, virulent and bloody…
The
pointers were all pointing in one direction. Admittedly, Yami had some slight
misgivings about entering a brothel, but…
Well, it
was for the good of Egypt, right?
The woman
at the door accepted his coins without question and ushered him into a room. A
moment later, a teen entered. Long purple hair fell almost to his waist and his
eyes were paler than ice, but Yami could feel dark power lurking beneath…. And
an odd sense of almost familiarity…
“What would
you like for me to do, my lord?”
Yami
flushed uncomfortably. “Um…”
Eyes
widened slightly in understanding. “Shh….” And before Yami knew what was
happening, he was being kissed, or was he doing the kissing? He wasn’t sure,
but it felt so right….
And then
the situation seemed to slam into his skull. He was about to make out with a
male prostitute he didn’t even know and he had to get back to the palace
soon! Why hadn’t he just delivered the Ring?
It was
glowing. The other might not have noticed, but Yami did…
Wait a
minute…
Now that he
really thought of it, he could see that things really weren’t what they seemed.
Everything here was… illusion? It couldn’t be! But just in case, he formed the
glyphs of the Cancel spell firmly in his mind.
And the
building, no, the room, and even the figure sitting across from him all…
wavered.
Startled
dark blue eyes beneath a shock of white-blonde hair met his. “P-Prince…!”
Prince? Who would know? Who but…
“M-Mahaado?”
He gasped. Well, finding your one time friend in a brothel working as a male
prostitute does tend to send one into shock, although if what he’d perceived as
true was true… Mahaado hadn’t done anything but kiss him, though the way his
mind was spinning, it certainly felt like they’d gone all the way and
then some.
So Mahaado
had been learning magic on his own…
“Prince….”
His friend refused to meet his eyes and from the way he seemed to be
flickering, Yami sensed a teleport spell. Oh no!
“Kunai with
Chain!”
Mahaado gave a surprised cry,
but he should have expected it. “P-Prince…”
“Mahaado,
please I just want to talk. Nothing else.” Yami said. The older boy looked
wary, but finally nodded.
Yami took a
deep breath and sat back down on the bed. “I never knew why Uncle sent you
away… I have so much to ask you…”
Mahaado
gave an ironic smile. “We have all the time in the world, Prince.”
It was only
then that Yami looked outside the window and noticed that everything outside
had stopped. “Even the heavens have gone still… Mahaado, I always thought you
had potential, but I never expected…”
“I know.
Neither did I.” Mahaado frowned. “Now what’s that glowing item? Did you bring
it with you?”
Hesitantly,
Yami withdrew the Ring… the pointers lit up, jangling madly. Without a word,
Mahaado took it from him with trembling fingers, giving an almost audible sigh
of relief as he slipped it over his head. Instantly, the clatter stilled.
Perplexing…
“Mahaado?”
Mahaado’s
eyes snapped back to Yami’s. “Thank you.” He whispered. They both watched, as
the Ring seemed to still its clatter. Mahaado smiled absentmindedly, tracing
the golden magic with a smile.
It was
beautiful, and he felt like it belonged... felt like it was what he had been
missing… how odd, how very strange, but it had a similar feeling to the thief
he’d killed years back, oh, so long ago, before the illusions were strong
enough.
He could
feel dark magic coiling in his blood to match the excited pulse of the Item.
How very intriguing…
“Mahaado?”
“I’m sorry,
my Prince. My mind wandered.”
“Well, how
did you end up doing …this?” Yami finally managed to ask, trying to cover his
blushing and stammers, although not very successfully. Mahaado gave a light
laugh in response.
“I didn’t.
It’s only an illusion, as you’ve broken it admirably, though I daresay you
still felt some of the effects. I don’t sleep with anyone I don’t want to, and
I haven’t ever wanted to sleep with anyone. I’ve been… well, I suppose you
could call it stealing, for after all, I knew enough illusion to make people
think I had money… and they pay well for the dreams I spin here…”
Yami
nodded. He couldn’t exactly fault Mahaado for that.
“And my
power got stronger, as I practiced… and my ka… well, that helped too…”
“You
managed to summon your ka?”
“Would you
like to see?”
Yami
nodded. Mahaado concentrated and a tiny figure in black armor holding a little
green staff appeared. The Prince choked back his laughter, but something warned
him that there was much more than could be seen…
Still, it
was a strong soul that could call out their Ka, for although almost everyone
had Ka, they just couldn’t use or see it, and Mahaado couldn’t have possibly
learned that much. He had only been a child when he’d left… er, been banished,
but that wasn’t Yami’s fault.
There was a
sound of footsteps on the stairs. Running footsteps. Yami tensed. It looked
like the guards had gotten wind of his escape, and he had cancelled his own
illusion spells when Mahaado’s illusions had gone down… the fixed positions of
the constellations outside might have something to do with it as well though…
The door
burst open, and Yami moved, but Mahaado was faster – well, his Ka was already
out. Instantly, circles of magic snapped around the waists of the four guards,
and, to Yami’s surprise, High Priest Seto as well.
Yami
blinked. That was definitely Shadow magic, the magic of Ka and monsters, but…
it felt slightly different.
“Spell-Binding
Circle.” Mahaado said calmly.
Seto looked
enraged. “Dios!” There was a flash and the sword-wielding… vaguely human-shaped
thing with wings appeared. Yami sucked in a breath. Dios was strong, and even
though Mahaado was… stronger than he had expected, and definitely stronger than
some random passerby off the streets, he was going to lose, wasn’t he?
Dios
charged. Mahaado smirked. His Magician immediately vanished under four odd
headdresses of the strangest dark color.
Glaring,
Seto’s monster slashed through first one hat, than another, without success.
The third hat…
What was
revealed was a pool of darkness. The Magician appeared with a sly smile,
wagging a finger, though it was a chibi.
And that
was when the force of all Seto’s attacks came through and hit his Ka, sending
it pooling into smoke and nothingness. Seto clutched at his chest in pain,
having just lost quite a few life points, dropping his ba gauge.
“Mahaado! Stop
that!” Yami said.
The blue
eyes that rose to meet his widened, and their owner nodded. “My apologies, my
Prince…”
Set took a
good look at the person now. He wore a white tunic and short kilt, no jewelry
of any kind, but around his neck dangled the Millennium Ring…
Strangely
enough, this youth seemed vaguely familiar. Perhaps he had been an opponent in
the past?
Yami
nodded. “Let them go, then.”
Mahaado’s
Ka glowed green for a second, and then vanished, along with all the spells that
had been cast. He inclined his head to Yami.
“And who is
this?” Seto asked. “When… we saw what had happened outside the palace, and
especially since it was discovered you were missing, Uncle got a little worried
about you, dear Cousin…”
“I’m fine.”
Yami said, with a bit of an irritated glare. Mahaado certainly wasn’t going to
spill his secrets with Seto around. They’d never been friends…
Explanations,
though, would have to wait until they got back to the palace…
End Chapter
Completed 10/17/05
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