Castle of Forbidden Dreams
-One-
-Denied Desires-

(a.n.- ^_^ New story by me. Yes, I know – do I never finish anything, but that's okay. Urm – I am gonna use the names that people always use, to save confusion. And also, I've heard Yami's Egyptian name and I don't like it ^_^;; Heh heh – so yeah, please read and review. Also, I do know other people have done this – so the plot idea belongs to whomever thought of it first)
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own any of it… I own a piece of lint… does that count?

*Warnings*: This *will* be eventual shounen-ai. And there is a bit in this chapter… so don't say I didn't warn you.

            Yami sat idly by the stream inside the walls of the castle. Looking wistfully at the children who were splashing around in the rivers, he wished that he could go and join them. It was extremely hot out, but it was considered improper for the to-be pharaoh to do such things.

            His eyes stopped on a certain fifteen-year-old white haired boy. Yami recognized him as the son of some unwealthy tomb robbers, who were currently slaves in the castle as a punishment. No one worth his time anyhow. He did wish sometimes that he could be like everyone else; to be able to escape the place life.

            "Yami! Your father is searching for you!" One of the servants called, looking around for him.

            Yami sighed and looked up at the sun, which told him that it was a little past mid-day. That could only mean that he would have to go and study with his mentor about Egyptian history, arithmetic, and other things he didn't care for. Oh how he wished that he could be a normal person, devoid of any royal blood in him.

            He really didn't feel like going to his lessons, and he was about to miserable trudge back into the castle when he got an idea. If he could leave the castle boundaries before anyone found him, he could skip out on his lessons today. Sure he would be lectured for it, but at the time it seemed like the best possible thing to do.

            So Yami quietly snuck over to the tree at the lowest part of the gates. He then climbed the tree, jumped over the wall, and ungracefully landed in a heap on the ground.

            "Nice fall." A smart voice retorted from the side of him.

            Yami twirled to the side to see who had made fun of him. He almost laughed at the irony of who it was. It was the kid who's parents were the tomb robbers; Yami had no clue what his name was, not did he have any interest in talking to him long enough to find out.

            "What's the matter? Palace life boring you so you decided to belittle yourself and come grace us lower beings with your presence?" The boy said, making fun of Yami.

            "Partially right," Yami replied quietly, "I was getting bored."

            "Oh, Ra forbid that the pharaoh-to-be gets bored inside the royal palace."

            Yami glared at the kid. His sarcasm was really starting to bother him.

            "Don't you have better things to do than to annoy me? Or at least OTHER things to do?" Yami demanded angrily.

            "Hm – I could ask you the same thing, along with why you're actually out of the castle walls without your parents."

            "I… I just needed to get away from everything; I was actually hoping that I could have no one recognize me so I might be able to act like a normal person… because that's all I've ever wanted. But I guess that's not going to happen and I… have no clue why I'm telling you all of this."

            The boy just shrugged and said, "It's all right – I'll just pretend that I don't know who you are."

            Yami sighed, he didn't think that someone could just forget something, but he might as well give it a shot, "Okay… I'm Yami."

            "Hello Yami! My name's Bakura."

            'So that's what his name is…' Yami thought to himself.

            "So… where would you like to go today?" Bakura asked casually.

            Yami shrugged, "I don't know. Into the town?"

            Bakura nodded his head and smiled. The two boys soon made their way into the heart of Cairo. They soon came into the marketplace where there were many people milling about, shopping.

            "Hungry?" Bakura asked, looking beside him at Yami.

            "Yeah, a bit. I didn't bring any money with me, however." Yami replied, now wishing that he had.

            Bakura raised an eyebrow. "Who said that you needed money?"

            "Well, you need money to buy food." Yami stated, surprised at just how obvious it was.

            Bakura shrugged, "Okay. So I guess that means we're screwed?"

            After a couple of paused seconds, the pair began walking through the marketplace, in search of any free samples. They got some weird stares, considering that Yami was royalty and Bakura was just a son of a couple of good-for-nothing tomb robbers. People stopped to whisper to their friends as the two walked on by.

            Bakura then grinned as he got an idea. So the people wanted to stare, huh? Well, he might as well give them something to stare at. Therefore, he put his arm around Yami.

            Yami's eyes widened and he hissed quietly, "What do you think you're doing?"

            "Giving the people a show, just play along." Bakura replied just as quietly.

            Yami blushed a bit, but allowed Bakura to keep his arm around him.

            When they had gotten through the marketplace, people were staring after them. This, of course, only provoked Bakura farther. He pushed Yami up against a wall and kissed him. Yami simply stared at him, wide-eyed. Bakura then smiled and waved at all the people, and then taking Yami's hand, he ducked around a corner, laughing insanely.

            Bakura sat down against a wall in an alleyway, still laughing. Yami was blushing and not saying anything.

            "That was priceless!" Bakura laughed as Yami sat down next to him.

            "I think it was uncalled for." Yami replied stiffly, knowing that somehow this was going to get back to his parents.

            "Well, you just don't know how to have fun." Bakura told him, taking a bite out of an apple.

            Yami noticed this and asked, "Where did you get the apple?"

            "Stole it." Bakura replied simply, tossing Yami one.

            Yami caught it and blinked at Bakura a few times, who was munching contentedly on his apple. Yami hadn't even seen him tale them; so maybe he did learn a thing or two from his parents.

            'No, I shouldn't be thinking like that. Who honestly cares if he stole a couple of apples?' Yami thought to himself, taking a bite out of his apple.

            "You really need to relax more." Bakura told Yami, noticing his pensive look.

            After a couple of minutes of silent chewing, Bakura threw his core to the side of him and bounced up.

            "So what do you want to do now?"

            Yami noticed that the sun was getting low, and he said sadly, "I should probably be getting home now."

            "Okay," Bakura said, his bouncy-ness disappearing for a second, "I'll walk you back."

            "All right."

            And so the two boys walked back to their meeting place. When they got there, Yami began to climb the wall, when he sat on a flat part of the wall.

            "I'll have to run away from here again?" He said, smiling.

            "Ah, but you don't have to run away, considering you aren't the next pharaoh of Egypt." Bakura smiled and winked as he turned around began walking.

            "Bye…" Yami trailed off.

            Bakura then turned around again and said, "Could you do me a favor?"

            "Sure. What is it?"

            "Tell my parents I say hey." And with that he began walking again.

            Yami had totally forgotten about that. Now he felt bad. He'd have to make some sort of plan to get Bakura's parents out. And so Yami sat on top of the wall, watching Bakura walk off into the setting sun. He then heard a couple of people coming near him on the castle side of the walls. Hopping off the wall, Yami looked around for the people, and in not seeing them, he ran into the palace.

            He knew that he was going to get reprimanded for today, but he didn't care anymore.

(a.n. - ^_^ Yay! I finished. Heehee – that was incredibly fun to write, and I hope that everyone had fun reading it. Please review if you liked it, and even if you didn't. Suggestions for what should happen would be nice… if anyone has them. Thanks again for reading this!)