For anyone that read this before I remembered to remove the descriptions, I apologise. Please keep in mind this is an original story that has been turned into a fanfic.
Chapter One
A young demon man sighed as he stared at the roof of his bedroom.
His name is Yami Hasani and he is the second son of the Pharaoh of all demons.
He has retractable claws and a long dark red tail that can wrap around his waist twice. Unlike most demons, Yami has no visible wings and it is believed that he doesn't have any magic.
He always wears a short-sleeved, button up T-Shirt and navy coloured, bootleg jeans with a red belt, along with knee high, black leather boots.
Yami looked to his left at the wall that connected him to his older brother's room.
His older brother doesn't like spending any time with him and prefers to spend all his free time with his illegal vampire slave.
Yami slowly got out of bed and left his chambers, gently knocking on his brother's door.
The door was opened by the angel slave, Yugi something-something.
No one knew his real last name and the boy refused to share it after he was bought by the crown Prince.
He has white wings neatly tucked behind his back like all other angels and light magic that was being suppressed by a golden collar.
He always wears blue jeans, a white, button up dress shirt and black dress shoes.
Yami smiled at Yugi. "Hey, Little Angel. Is Atemu here?" Yami asked.
Yugi blushed lightly at the nickname. "He's studying," Yugi replied softly.
"Can I talk to him please?" Yami asked.
Yugi nodded and opened the door for the second Prince.
"Thank you," Yami said with a smile, slipping into the Crown Prince's room.
Yugi bowed lightly to the Prince and heads into the bathing chambers to draw Atemu a bath.
Atemu Hasani, Crown Prince of Demons, has claws instead of nails and a long golden tail that can wrap around his waist twice. He has black, leathery wings that were neatly folded behind his back and dark magic.
Atemu always wore loose fitted cream shorts and a cream muscle shirt that hugged his chest and lightly showed some of his muscles. Black combat boots were also worn under his pants.
"What do you want, Yami?" Atemu asked coldly as he scribbled something down in an almost dead language that only the Crown Princes of the Royal family are taught.
"I can't come and see my brother?" Yami asked, sitting on Atemu's bed.
Both of their chambers have a king bed to the left of the door with oak bedside tables on either side. An oak storage box with carvings of various images engraved in it at the end of the bed.
An oak chest was directly across from the bed and a dining table set was between the two in the middle of the room.
Directly across from the door to the hall was another door that led to the balcony.
To the left of the door onto the balcony are two cupboards and on the right side are their desks and a bookshelf.
A door was to the right of the bookshelf and leads to the bathing chambers. Slightly down the same wall is another door that leads to the servant chamber reserved for personal servants or harem members.
"No," Atemu replied.
Yami sighed and tried to resist letting his shoulders fall in disappointment. "When you're finished can we do something together?" Yami asked.
"No," Atemu replied.
"Why not?" Yami asked, looking at his brother sadly. "You never spend any time with me."
"Fuck off, Yami," Atemu growled.
"No! Not until you tell me why you don't hang out with me," Yami replied, glaring at his brother.
Atemu slammed his pen down and turned to glare at Yami. "I don't want anything to do with you. You're the reason why Mother died," Atemu growled.
Yami flinched.
Their mother had died several years ago, around the same time Yami was born which is why Atemu blames Yami for their mother's death.
"I didn't hurt her," Yami said softly.
"Then why isn't she here anymore?!" Atemu snapped.
Yami lowered his head, trying to hide the tears.
Atemu rolled his eyes and turned back to his papers. "Yugi, escort Yami back to his room. Do whatever but don't return until tomorrow morning," Atemu ordered.
"Yes, Sire," Yugi said softly, walking out of the bathroom and over to Yami.
Yami got off the bed without looking up and left the room, wiping a tear from his cheek.
Yugi noticed and didn't know how to react.
This wasn't the first time that he had seen Atemu make Yami cry though.
No one knew what caused Atemu to become so cold to his own baby brother.
"Thank you for the escort," Yami mumbled, going into his room. "Did you want to spend the night here while my brother entertains his whores?"
Yugi blinked in surprise and blushed. "I-I don't want to get you in trouble," Yugi said.
Yami shook his head. "It's fine. I don't care as long as I have someone to talk to," Yami said.
Yugi smiled at the still sad looking Prince. "Thank you," Yugi said, following Yami into the room.
Yami smiled slightly and shut the door, looking at Yugi with a light blush. "What should we do?" Yami asked.
Yugi shrugged. "That's your decision," Yugi replied.
Yami rolled his eyes. "What do you want to do? Anything at all. Pretend you're not a slave for the night," Yami replied.
Yugi was surprised and looked around the chambers as he thought about what he wanted. "I…" Yugi was rather embarrassed to say it.
"You what?" Yami asked curiously.
Yugi blushed darkly. "I want a bath. I'm long overdue for one," Yugi replied.
Yami blinked and nodded with a faint blush of his own. "Go ahead. Take your time," Yami said, walking over to pick up a book he had read a trillion times.
"Y-You're not going to bathe me like a child?" Yugi asked in shock.
Yami frowned and turned to Yugi. "What? No. I'm sure you can bathe yourself," Yami replied.
"Wow…" Yugi gushed. "Atemu never trusts me to do that."
"He's an ignoramus. Go ahead. Maybe we can do something after your bath," Yami said, sitting down at his desk.
"Thank you," Yugi said, bowing appreciatively before he dashed into the bathroom.
Yami chuckled softly and left his book, grabbing a towel and one of his larger shirts so that Yugi had something clean to wear once he finished.
He set the outfit down by the door, gently knocking on the door.
"Yugi, there is a towel and something clean that you can wear at the door," Yami called through the door.
"I understand! Thank you!" Yugi called back over the rushing water from the faucet.
Yami smiled and returned to his desk, sitting down to read his book while he waited for Yugi to finish in the bathroom.
Yugi sighed as he relaxed into the warm water for the first time in years.
His usual baths were cold, and his skin was always scrubbed so harshly that he ended up sore and his wings often lost their feathers in the process.
Yugi took in a deep breath, his eyes closing while a sweet scent wafted up his nose.
He sniffed again, a funny feeling overcoming him.
An ancient aspect of angels that many wished didn't exist overcame him. One that signaled the true beginning of his adulthood.
It didn't matter that he was 50 years old; this is the start of his adult years.
Yugi didn't know what he was doing as his body forced him to get up and out of the bath.
His body forced him back into the main room, still dripping wet and as naked as the day he was born.
Yami was so engulfed in his book that he didn't notice Yugi's presence in the main section of the chambers.
Yugi placed his hands on Yami's shoulders, making the pale Prince jump in surprise and turn to look at him.
Yami blushed darkly, really confused when Yugi leaned down and kissed him while his nude body pressed against the back of his chair.
TBC...
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