Soooo, I got a request for an Egyptian type Seto/Joey. I thought I'd take it up, cause I was already thinking about doing another FF on this pairing :D Fav pairing as you can tell hehe. But anyway, this will be a chapter fic, not sure how many though. Hope you enjoy it, as much as I enjoy writing chapters. This is a current writing, not already done, so let me know how I do!(And very soory for not posting anything in forever! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY too busy. I barely remember anything on this site o.o . Enjoy!

Royally fucked. That was the phrase he was looking for as he was dragged by his hands across the hot desert sand. Not only was he getting a mouth full of rough hot dirt, but his lower area wasn't having much fun either. Not the first time he's been in this situation though...

'Sigh- In another rut Joey,' he thought to himself. He only prayed that the camel haling him wouldn't shit in his face like the last couple times...

When they came to an abrupt stop Joey glanced up, squinting at the bright rays of the sun.
"What have you got this time, Golad?" asked a man's voice, one that Joey wasn't familiar with.

"The same peasant who'd been caught 4 times, trying to steal food, this week, High Priest. He's been a very big nuisance," the Egyptian soldier replied. The man, whom Joey could not see, grunted.

"Very well. I believe it's time to take him in to be judged for his actions. The Pharaoh is busy for the rest of the day so I'll be there to judge him. 20 minutes," the voice ordered, the voice ringing in Joeys head. He was a thief, of course, but he never got brought in. This will be a first.

"Yes, High Priest. We'll be on our way then." Without another word the camel started and Joey coughed up a mushroom of sand. Before he was dragged away, deeper into the City, he caught a glance of the "High Priest". Dark brown hair barely showing and matching blue eyes with an odd gleam. Suddenly Joey's situation felt like nothing, his attention caught by the man's elegance and beaming of self-pride.

"Wow-," he managed before the ropes around his wrists were harshly pulled and he was face down in the dirt again. The image of the man stuck in his mind. A fresh and bright white tunic, a simple gold chain tied over a blue waist ribbon, gold bands around a tan neck and blue and white silk around his head.

Was there a reason why his heart thumped harder when he saw the man's complete face? The lean frame of body that seemed to carry around an air of utter importance, making Joey feel as if he was the size of an ant.

"Get him inside and cleaned up. He has to be presentable, at least," Golad said, cutting the rope connecting Joeys wrists to the camel and grabbing him by the color of his torn and dirty tunic. Eyes closed and mouth caked in sand, Joey was dragged into a washing basin. Not only was he being stripped naked, but it was by old women. As he could tell from the voices surrounding him.

But strangely enough, he didn't care. He only wanted to meet the High Priest face to face in a conversation. He wasn't exactly sure why, but he had a deep need to. Once it was done, it would go away, he was sure of it. As he was scrubbed clean, leaving red marks everywhere, he was trapped in his mind.

'Maybe it's time you gave up, Joey. Offer yourself to serve the Pharaoh in some way… Better than going back to your hell hole of a home. By yourself..,' he let the words surf through his mind, debating on whether or not to take them. He was suddenly dunked under the water that was dirty with sand and muck. With a gasp he forced himself up and his eyes shot open.

"There we go. And you thought he had passed out, Dore," an old woman said. Rather angry with the old women bathing him, he grunted and swore.

"Of course I haven't passed out, old hags!"

"Well then, I think he needs another dunk, ladies," Dore replied, a grin on her wrinkled face. Eyes widening, he sloshed out of the basin and onto the floor, butt naked and soaked.

" Now, now, she was only joking, dear. Let's get you dressed for your judgment, I'm sure they won't be too hard on you, but it is High Priest Seth judging you. If it was the Pharaoh and his husband, it would be a different story," the first women said, tossing a towel over Joeys head and rubbing his dirty blonde hair dry.

"High Priest Seth?" he asked, wanting some info over the man. Maybe it would help him get a shorter sentence. As his whole body was dried, his mind wandered.

"Yes, yes... The Pharaohs second in command. The High Priest Seth is in charge today, as the Pharaoh himself is off on business," she rambled, pushing a fresh tunic over his head. "But no need to worry, you didn't do much wrong. Everyone steals here now, foods hard to come by with the poor."

"How do you know I'm poor?" Asking this earned him a sharp pull to his ear. "Ow!"

"Silly boy! You're an orphan I bet! Dirty poor you are," the rude one exclaimed, earning herself a hard scowl from Joey. "Oh, grow up! You must be 20 by now! Should be married to a nice girl...not in the streets, living on dirty water," she sneered, disapproval clear on her face, with a hint of sympathy in her washed out brown eyes.

"Enough, now, Glora, let the poor boy be," Dore settled, bringing a fresh white tunic and shoving it over his head. Joey smelled the clean and sweet scent of fruits on the tunic. It was the first time he'd smelled something so 'clean' in years.

Rubbing his eyes, Joey then shook his head of loose water.

"Like a dog he is," Glora grunted, picking up a comb and pushing it through Joeys mess of dirty blonde hair. "Now, once you're all cleaned up, you could look fit to even work in the Palace!"

"Oooh! We'll try to make a deal with High Priest Seth! We'll attend the judgment and appeal to his good graces to let you work in the palace! A servant boy!" Dore clapped, a wide smile brightening her withered face. Joeys' eyes darkened at the thought and she cocked her head to the side in curiosity.

Glora continued to brush through his mess of hair as his head began to hang down.

'Working in the Palace? A servant? Is that any better than what I do now?... What's the point of over thinking it, Joey? Anything's better...'

"Boy."

"Hm..."

"Look at me," Dore ordered, and he slowly raised his head. "I will not allow you to be sent back on the streets! I will charm High Priest Seth myself if I need to!" she snapped, but on the last part of her mini-speech both Joey and Glora began to grin. Joey couldn't decline her quick acceptance of him, but he would make sure not to make trouble for them.

"Oh, charm High Priest Seth will you? I'd like to see that and watch you fail, dear Dore!" Glora laughed, putting a hand to her stomach. Dore only humphed and walked away, returning with sandals.

"Why am I to get so presentable?" Joey asked, giving the sandals an odd look. Glora flicked her hand at his question.

"It's necessary so you do not disgrace the Palace. Oh, pardon us old hags, but what is your name, dear?" Dore answered. Joey blinked and cursed his bad manners. He may be a thief, but it didn't mean he was as rude as could be.

"Joey," he stated, slipping on the sandals and walking away from them, then turning to face them.

"Joey what, dear?" Dore asked walking forward and moving his bangs.

"Just Joey, I think. I didn't get to know my parents..." he sighed, for some reason, liking the feeling of her hand against his forehead. He felt...comfort...family loving of some kind.

"Oh, Joey. They died when you were young! I'm so sorry dear boy," she cried, bringing him close to her, hugging his tall thin form to her short and stout one. With closed eyes and a heavy head, he hugged her back, giving in to the feelings. When he knew it had been too long to delay the judgment, he pulled away and kissed Dores' cheek.

"We're going to miss my Judgment," he reminded, watching as Dore pulled away and whipped the tears off her cheek with her apron. Joey patted the old woman on her back and tipped heishead towards the direction of his future fate.

Chapter 1 done! This might feel a bit rushed, but that's because I wanted to get this out of the way so I could get into the real story :D I probably won't be naming chapters much anymore btw, but I just might. Thinking on it x3 It's hard to think of chapter names without spoiling the whole chapter… Pls enjoy! Till next time guys!