First Name: Atemu

Last Name: Sennen

Middle Name: Darkling

Date of Birth: March 18,1986

Place of Birth: Cairo Egypt, Memorial Hospital

Time of Birth: 7:40 A.M.

Mothers Name: Amena Sennen

Fathers Name: Akunumkanon Sennen


Summary: Atemu Sennen was a rich CEO of Sennen. In high school he had made the biggest mistake in his life, the loss of his lover, he became so addicted to the power and the lust that he had forgotten his lover…but it was to late to fix what had been broken…Better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all…

Pairings.

Monarchshipping – Atem(u) X Yami

Puppyshipping – Seto X Joey

Tendershipping – Bakura X Ryou

Bronzeshipping - Marik X Malik


Chapter 1

The moon shone brightly in the night sky as well as each star in the night sky. A young man in his early twenties was looked through his window of his room. He scooted over away from the window and turned over towards the other wall, he couldn't sleep, he had a new job tomorrow morning.

Yami was the man's name, he was considered handsome by many, beautiful rose red eyes, sharp and intelligent. His skin was golden alabaster, close to a tan. His features were sharp and yet soft, alluring. His lips were soft and kissable, so full, yet just right.

He stood about 5'11, slim and muscular, he was feminine looking making me desired by many.

He sighed and sat up and got out of bed, he walked towards his door and opened it and walked down the hall trying to make little noise as possible. He opened a door to a small room. He looked around, to see purple walls, stuffed animals and small baby toys. He looked to his right and saw a small bed, with a little boy curled up within the blankets. Yami smiled and walked over towards the bed beside him and petting his son's hair gently.

The little boy frowned cutely and opened his sleepy eyes to look at Yami. "Daddy, whatchu doing?" He asked in a sleepy tone sitting up.

Yami looked at his son. "Can't sleep." He replied softly.

The child looked at his parent and nodded. "Want me to sleep with you tonight?" He asked innocently.

Yami smiled and stood up, taking his son with him, back towards his room. Yami walked down the hall and into his room. He gently set his son down on the bed and under the covers.

The little boy cuddled into the blanket and looked at his daddy. "Come on Daddy, let's go to bed." The child yawned.

Yami smiled and yawn, he crawled onto the bed and curled around his son under the blanket. Yami yawned suddenly feeling tired.

"Night Daddy…"

"Night Yugi…" Yami whispered softly, before falling asleep.

Atemu looked out his window of his company, he had a glass of red wine in his right ran while the other crossed over the lower part of his chest. He was looking down at the lit city of Tokyo.

The man was a beautiful and graceful, sharp crimson eye; his features were sharp and angular, his lips, were full and kissable. He had luscious tanned skin, making him look sinful. He had tri-colored hair, his bangs were golden blond, the base was coal black and the tips were a crimson red. He stood about 6'1".

He looked upon the bright city with a blank look, he didn't know what he was searching for all he knew was that it was here in this city, and he had to unlock it.

He wanted that beautiful treasure of the city, he needed it he craved for it. The grip on the glass wind grew a bit tighter.

He had it once, and he let it go, he just let it go…He sighed softly and placed his free hand against the glass.

"You don't know what you have until you have lost it." He whispered softly to himself.

"Will you ever come back to me my Aibou…my Hikari…" He whispered sadly gazing at the full moon that shined brightly in the sky.

He had lost his Hikari thought lust and power, he had forgotten about the one thing he cared for most…his lover…his Aibou.

"If I could change back time, I would, just to keep you in my arms." He whispered.

It had been many years, high school was when everything had ended, when his world came apart…that was five years ago…He had found out that his lover was with his child. But it was to late…he had failed. He was only received one picture of his lover and his child as well as the DNA results confirming that he was indeed the child's father.

He walked away from the window and leaned against his desk and grabbed the picture frame off his desk and looked at it.

His lover was holding his newborn son in his arms; he was smiling down at the newborn that was looking at the camera with a toothless smile.

"Yugi…" He whispered sadly. He placed the picture frame down on the desk and drank the rest of his wine; he looked at his clock and saw that it was now 10:45 P.M.

He pushed away from the desk and placed his glass on the desk and walked over towards the door and grabbed his jacket before leaving the office and the company.

He walked to his car and got in, he turned on the car and waited for it to warm up. He sighed softly. It was so cold that he could actually see his breath. Christmas was just around the corner, and as the years before he had no one to spend it with, he leaned against the steering wheel and waited for the windows to defrost.

Once he could see through the windows clearly, he drove off towards his mansion…his prison.

He parked in his dive way and turned off his car and dragged himself into his house and dropped his shoes next to the door and his coat on the rack and walked up stairs and took a left heading towards his room.

Once he got to his room, he took off his clothes and flung them onto the floor and into the bathroom to take a shower.

After about forty five minutes later he got out of the shower and dried himself off and crawled into bed with nothing but his black silk boxers.

He crawled under the black silk covers and snuggled into the blanket and closed his eyes. He sighed in softly and looked at the empty space that use to be his lovers. No one was aloud to sleep in that spot...no one.

He even made a room for his son, that was just across the hall, fill with toys and a bed. He knew that it was hopeless, but it was just enough to fill in a small spot in his heart.