I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or its characters. I'm just a fan girl who can dream she does.

UPDATED 3/24/15- Alright, so, according to one of my reviewers, we're not allowed to do song fics anymore. Which, I'm completely pissed about as every other fanfiction site allows it. BUT, I don't want to be some idiot who can't change her ways, so I had to delete the lyrics. If you want the full effect, I suppose you could listen to the actual song while reading. :P Sorry people, but if you're going to get mad at anyone, it's FF . net, not me.

"Atemu, you know we can't do this..." Seth sighed, unable to bear the look of sadness the young Monarch's face.

"Seth..." It was the first time the priest had ever heard his future Pharaoh's voice pained and saddened, and a feeling of guilt shot through his veins as he realized he was the cause.

"I guess you're right." Seth murmured with a smile on his face, wrapping his hand around Atemu's lithe waist.

"Seth?" Atemu asked softly, his voice barely above the hush of a whisper.

"You need sleep, my young prince." The priest whispered gently, brushing his hand over deep maroon locks of hair.

"But I want to be with you..." Atemu said sadly, his voice reminding Seth of that of a child's.

The brunette smiled warmly. "And you will, in the morning."

This silent promise, Seth was sure he'd be able to keep. After all; he is the most trusted priest in the entire palace.

But oh, does fate love to make things different.

"Atemu." It was his father's sharp voice. "Wake up."

Immediately, the youth sat up, prepared to do whatever was required of him. But to his surprise, he saw several servants, all with disappointed looks on their faces.

And in the middle of them, was Seth, head bowed in utter shame.

But was he ashamed of getting caught?

Or was he ashamed he didn't keep his promise?

"Father, what's wrong?" Atemu asked suddenly, disliking how angry his father's grip on Seth's tunic was.

"You know it is wrong for you to do this!" His father yelled angrily. He jabbed a finger in Seth's direction. "You are both males!"

Atemu was speechless. Had one of the servants seen Seth exit the room late at night, and start a huge rumor? Or had his father assumed something just because they'd been in each others' embrace?

"Why, is it wrong?" Atemu spoke finally, his voice calm and controlled.

"Yes, it is two males, father." A smile slowly crept across the tanned face. "But what difference does that make, when it's love?"

The Pharaoh glowered at his own son. "It is taboo; disgusting, and vile."

Those in the room were taken aback by the harsh words that came from their King's mouth. Never before had he spoken so rudely towards anyone; especially his own son.

"Why is it, father?" Atemu's smile was replaced by a serene expression. "Answer me that."

For the first time for many, the King was speechless. No harsh words came from his mouth, and no whip was threatened to be used at such a rebellious question.

"You say it's taboo because it is not common." The future Pharaoh continued. "If it were common for males to love males, you would not mind, I can assure you that."

Seth raised his head in shock, surprised at how deep the young Monarch in front of him was willing to go in order to protect not only their relationship, but also Seth's own life.

Atemu's father shook his head in disgrace, muttering incoherently as he exited the room, quickly followed by the mass of servants who insisted on comforting him about his son's treachery.

All except for Seth, and Mana.

"You did a wonderful thing," The young girl whispered quietly, giving the future-king one last smile before exiting the room.

As soon as the apprentice had left, Seth rushed over to Atemu and quickly embraced him tightly, pleased when he felt Atemu's own arms wrapping around his back.

"I'm sorry, Atemu." Seth whispered sadly, petting the hair he'd grown to love so much.

The other youth looked up, a warm smile painted on his soft features. "There's no reason to be."

"I love you, Seth."

"And I you, Atemu."

;-; I hate homophobics. DO THEY NOT KNOW THE HEARTBREAK THEY CAUSE?! Anyway, this is for a lesbian friend of mine. She's being bullied by homophobics so I wrote this for her. She loves Prideshipping & Scandalshipping, and this came to mind. She also loves this song. c:

And I might turn this into a multichapter fic, depending on the response it gets.

R&R, and don't bother flaming. I won't even begin to take it personally.