Disclaimer: If I owned DGM, not only would it be on permanent hiatus (But not due to plagiarism and wrist injury), but also, I would elaborate on the meaning of the title.... DOES ANYONE UNDERSTAND IT?!?!?!?
Yullen Week!!
This Yullen week will be for Kanda's Birthday!
Starting June 1st and lasting until Kanda's Birthday on June 6th!
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FINALIZED YULLEN WEEK THEMES
June 1: Misunderstanding
June 2: Prank
June 3: Date
June 4: Games
June 5: Doll
June 6: Night Out
Step One:
The white haired boy tilted his head to the side, blinking his gray eyes that were painted elaborately.
"So this is the group of men you captured in raiding?" He smirked as the two fierce looking warriors bowed low to him
"Yes your majesty, they were the only ones fit to move after the battle." The man on the left reported
"Interesting…" The boy-Pharaoh smirked, he inspected each of the battle-tired men bound in front of him, his eyes lingered on one man in particular, "That one; he's not from Egypt at all." A slight scowl flitted onto the boy-Pharaoh's face, "Where are you from, boy?" he snapped, though the man was clearly older than himself.
"I am from Japan, your majesty…" The man stated as one of the fierce warriors had come and removed his gag.
"Well, I won't even bother to inquire as to why the Japanese have taken it upon themselves to try and start a rebellion in my kingdom. Guards, reward yourselves sparingly, and take these men to work on the pyramids…" The new slaves rose in a disgruntled unison with the spear-bearing guards on their heels, "Except," The procession halted, the slaves' faces turned up hopefully to see if their new master would spare them from a lifetime of hard labor, "For the young Japanese man, he will stay with me." The guards disdainfully thrust the Japanese man out of the flock of slaves, who looked after him with undisguised jealously. Once the throne room was empty except for the two men, the Pharaoh spoke "I assume you'd like to know why I kept you here." The Japanese man's eyebrow rose
"Tch, I really don't give a damn, Moyashi." The younger flushed pink at the apparent insult
"Excuse me? I'm the Pharaoh! You can't insult me and expect to live!" His voice cracked into a higher octave
"You may be a Pharaoh but you're still a tiny 10-year-old Moyashi." The Japanese man smirked.
"I'm not 10!" squawked the white haired boy, "I'm 15!" The dark haired man had the audacity to look impressed
"Well you coulda fooled me, Moyashi." The white haired boy glared
"And what, may I ask is your name?"
"Not that it's any of you business, but its Kanda Yuu. But if you call me Yuu, you'll die on the spot." Drawing back his persona of the ever aloof Pharaoh the boy cried
"I shall not stand for your impertinence Kanda Yuu! Guards! Take this man to the dungeons for the night; then in the morning, when he has realized the error of his ways, you shall deliver him unto me."
"Yes, your majesty!" The zealous guards cried as they grabbed Kanda's arms and manhandled him through a door behind the dais on which the throne sat.
Behind the ornate door was the other side of the palace, the dingy unkempt roughly cut stone hallways that lead to various servants' quarters, the kitchen, the soldiers' barracks, the Pharaoh's personal guard, and other related things. Kanda was roughly dragged past all of these and down an unsafe looking staircase which apparently, lead to the torture chambers, the dungeon, and overnight holding cells. He was thrown in one of the holding cells closest to the torture rooms, and Kanda was fairly certain this wasn't done on accident.
The guards marched off chattering animatedly about which bar they would hit when they were off duty, and which whore was the best, and which was cheap but still okay. Almost the exact moment the door closed a voice chirped up from the cell next to him
"Hello there boy! You aren't from here are you?" The overly cheerful male voice called out
"Tch, no, I'm not, and I don't see why the hell that's so interesting to people here, first the retarded Pharaoh and now you…" Kanda grouched
"You've seen the Pharoah?" The man gasped, "I'm in here because the Pharaoh's main advisor found the design of the next pyramid repetitious!" Kanda shuddered at the man's happiness at being thrown in this grime pit. "Wait, you're one of the men captured in the Pharaoh's most recent raid correct?" Kanda grunted tersely in acknowledgement, "Well then you must be the one mentioned in prophecy!" The man's disturbing happiness radiated into Kanda's cell
"What the hell are you talking about old man?" Kanda growled, a feel of uneasiness creeping into him
"But Allen-chan! It HAS to be him!" The red head squealed excitedly, "He's 19, Japanese, long-haired, and foul tempered! There is no way on earth this is a coincidence!"
"Lavi…" The young Pharaoh sighed, "I don't think you understand the predicament this puts me in…"
"What predicament?" The Pharaoh's main advisor crowed, "The prophecy speaks for itself, there is no predicament!" Allen would have face-palmed but it might ruin his elaborate makeup, and as Pharaoh he best knew how long it took to apply it.
"Lavi!" Allen roared, his time spent as peace-making Pharaoh paying off, "First problem, we are both MALE; and don't give me that look, you know how the council frowns on these kind of things! Second problem, he was captured in a raid, so, by law he is now a slave. Third problem, he hates me."
"Allen-chan…" Lavi pouted, "You do know that the council will do anything you want them to just with one little pout on your part! Secondly, you make the laws, so really, that's not a problem at all, and thirdly, no one hates you. But sometimes the Pharaoh part of you takes some getting used to." Lavi grinned happily at his easy solutions to all of his best friend's problems.
"Well then what should he do? If he isn't a slave I mean." Allen's feminine features screwed up into a thoughtful look
"Again, easy; he could be a personal attendant, but make him start from the bottom, or a blacksmith, or a tradesman, a member of your personal guard, a merchant. Anything you want him to be, he shall become, though I personally recommend making him start as a palace servant. A time working all day on his hands and knees should give him some proper respect for you. But make sure you make it his goal to become a personal attendant to you, otherwise there's no point."
"How do I make him want to be my personal attendant?" Allen asked, tilting his head cutely
"That, my dear Pharaoh, is up to you alone to figure out." Lavi lilted, causing Allen to scowl prettily, "Now I need to get back to the library else Panda will kill me." And with a mock salute as a farewell Lavi left the young Pharaoh all alone to ponder his next actions towards the Japanese boy.
A/N: Was it okay? I'm not sure... I only got this idea by staying home sick far to long and by playing far to much Age of Mythology Dx
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