I really felt like putting this up today.. don't ask me why, but I have to be quick so my yami doesn't catch me doing this.. I do like the fact that people respond to this story that well ^^
As for the lemon... it might take some while before it come ;_; oh, and since my finals are starting like.. the day after tomorrow, geh.. I wont be able to upload before the end of next week.. sadly..
Atem: What? Seriously?
Yugi: She has exams.. she at her final year.. duh!
Me: Yeah.. if I fail I have to retake the year T.T
Atem: Is that Tori? *points ahead*
Me: SHIT! Okay.. Yugi do the disclaimer.. bye! *runs away*
Yugi: *nervous laughter* ehehehe.. Tomyo doesn't own..
Chapter 1.
Trapped Within my Own Home.
Atam sighed as he pushed past the guards, non of them regarded him with any respect, but he was used to that, that was how it had been since he has been brought to be the prince's personal slave. Personally, he wasn't interested in the prince or the whole slave idea at all. Often the prince said that when he became a prince, Atam would be free as well, but that would be long to, the prince was just 7 summers old and the King was far from old age. He dumped the documents on the floor inside of the large room and sighed. Today, just like all the other days in the prince's life, he had to study, study and study. The boy did nothing else but to study, the last time anyone had seen the prince play with someone was when he was 4 summers old. Atam could remember that day, a couple of assassins had entered the palace and killed the queen, then tried to kill the prince as well, but they were caught before they could hurt a hair on the boys head. Since then, the prince had been locked up in the palace to study, he did have some friends though. There was Josepho, the kid at the same age as the prince, whose training sword mastership to protect the future King. Tenéa, a girl who is a year younger than the prince, she was also a slave, but was brought to train dance and entertainment. Also, the prince had two close friends, Mahandn and Ryrhon, they were each training in their own speciality by their old family duty, their families had from ancient times helped the King and his family. Mahandn was a year older while Ryrhon was at the same age as the prince.
"Atam?" a voice asked and Atam snapped out of his depression.
"Yes Prince?" he answered, the prince didn't look up from his place at the large stone table on the balcony. The prince was now studying something about how to stop a war, or start it, it really didn't interest Atam at all.
"What are you doing here? I thought Father was busy giving you orders!" the child said, he was so much older in all his ways. A nearly grown teen trapped in a child's body, at least his father hadn't removed at the games and toys the prince had in his room, the only free space the prince had to let out his breath.
"He said to give you these Prince.." Atam explained and took up the scrolls and laid them down on some empty space on the table, the prince still didn't look up.
"And he also wonders if you'll be showing up for dinner today" Atam said, looked down at the floor like the slave he was supposed to be, he heard a soft intake of breath.
"No.. I'll eat in my room, I really need to remember all of this!" the prince said, still not looking up. Atam regarded the prince with a worried look, but bowed and turned to leave.
"Atam.." the prince called and Atam turned. Yamu had lifted his head, and his tired, amethyst eyes was looking the slave up and down.
"Please tell my father I will not be seeing him until the day after full moon" he said. Atam nodded and turned away, hiding the shock in his eyes. The day after full moon was a time to, the full moon was two days ahead and the King would be greatly irritated by his sons reaction.
"I will Prince, please excuse me.." he said and left, the second he closed the door. Yamu stopped reading and sighed, he sat up completely and looked out over the city. Suddenly he heard someone move about underneath his balcony and got up. He walked over and stared down. The King, his father was walking across the small road, his, Yamu's slave was nearly running after him with his short feet. Suddenly the King stopped and slapped the slave across his face before turning away, then he said something and walked away. Yamu sighed in sadness and walked inside.
"I don't want him to do that!" he said and picked up his cape, he fastened it and quickly exited his room, work forgotten.
"Father!" the King turned and blinked.
"Yamukanen, what are you doing outside of your chamber?" he asked. Yamu looked down before he sighed and opened his mouth to talk.
"I.. excuse the rudeness, but I saw you slapping Atam, I cannot.. let it go.." the prince stuttered, he knew his father would be pissed, but so was he.
"What your slave was not appropriate, and I don't like your arrogance in leaving your family alone for dinner for such a long time!" the King answered with a low growl, Yamu knew he was in for a new beating if he wasn't stepping carefully.
"I have a large test on what I'm reading right now.. this is a very important part in what I've been studying.." Yamu explained, not looking up at his father, but he heard him move around before him.
"Yamukanen, I want an honest answer.. are you, or are you not going to ignore you family?" the King asked.
"I won't ignored my family, never would I do such a despicable thing, but right now I'm studying an-" he was stopped when he was slapped hard. Yamu took a step back and covered his cheek with his hand.
"F-father?" the prince asked, now looking up at him.
"I do not care, you are to show up at dinner" the man barked and Yamu lowered his head in shame and anger.
"I understand.. father" he said.
"Good, away with you" the man said and Yamu turned before he slowly walked out of the hall. As soon as the door closed Yamu stormed down the hall, not caring who he bumped into. Yamu entered his room and slammed the door after himself. Everything in the room seemed to rattle as the prince rushed over and threw himself onto his bed. He just laid there was a good time before he desided he'd take a break from all the studying and take a bath, but alone.
"I wonder.." the prince mumbled and walked over to the balcony, he looked down and smiled slightly. Underneath him, he could see children playing in the yard, that was how it was, and had been since Yamu was 4. The children was free to do as they wanted, while the prince was trapped in the palace, never to be let out, never to play. Yamu sighed and turned around, then he walked through on of the three doors in his room, he called upon some servants to fill the bath with water. While he waited, Yamu pulled out one of the games he had and sat down on the floor, he giggled as he began to play, unaware that some of the slaves was watching him with pity.
"Prince, the bath is ready" one of the servants said. Yamu looked up and smiled.
"Shall we call for you pers-" one of the other servants began, but was cut of when Yamu waved with a hand.
"I'll be going to the bath.. and I want to be left alone" he said and the servants bowed before leaving. Yamu sighed and got to his feet and put away the game. He was well aware of the fact that Yamu did not want to be in the prince's presence and so he often tried to keep away as well. Yamu walked into the bath and began to undress, he took of the bracelets and other jewels he wore, then his cape and tunic. Yamu sighed when he slid into the warm water and rested against the edge.
"I.. hate it.." he mumbled after a while, he had loved it when he had been able to bath with Atam or at least having him around. Without his servant, he felt uneasy and tense. Today was no exception.
"I hate it all.." the boy whispered, turning around so he was resting against the edge, but with his hands on the edge and head on top. He sighed and wriggled a little. Despite his young age he was well aware of all the good and the bad in the world. He heard laughter and broke out of his stupor. He swam over to the large open area, his bath was located so he could look out onto the city from his bath.
"Nyeh.. ya can't catch me.." a boy shouted, running away from several other kids.
"Josepho, get back here!" the kids all shouted. Yamu felt a sting of jealousy hit him and he turned away.
"I sometime wish.. I wasn't a prince.." Yamu whispered to himself.
The day was just hours from night and Yamu was sitting by the table again, he had just come back from another tense dinner with his father. He had kept silent the whole time while his father was eating with an annoyed expression on his face.
"Prince?" a voice called and Yamu sighed before he let the scroll he was currently trying to read fall down to the table.
"Yes?" he asked and looked up to see Atam standing there. The prince smiled slightly and got to his feet.
"What is it Atam?" Yamu asked.
"The King wants to see you" the slave said, not seeing the slight fear going across Yamu's face. There was a moment of silence and Atam looked at Yamu.
"Oh.." was all that came from the prince, and Atam noticed the worried look in Yamu's eyes. But the prince nodded and walked past Atam, not looking at him.
"If I don't return before the sun has set, you are free to go to bed" the boy said, disappearing. The nine year old slave nodded and looked at the horizon. What he did notice however was that the prince had let the crown stay behind.
"Oh, the King will fuss over that.." Atam commented, but let it be.
Yamu entered the hall and noticed that only his father, the King was present.
"You called for me father" Yamu said, bowing slightly in respect.
"Yes, earlier the servants saw you play with a game instead of doing you studies.." his father began, Yamu looked up in shock.
"I was.. waiting for the servants to ready the bath.." Yamu protested. His father walked over and slapped him.
"You do not talk back to me unless I want you to speak" he barked. Yamu looked down.
"I.. understand.." he whispered.
"And all your games will be removed from your room" the King said.
"WHAT!" Yamu shrieked, confused.
"You heard me young man, and don't shout to me!" the King howled.
"B-but.. why?" Yamu asked.
"Because you can't concentrate on your studies with all the games around you.. you should be aware of what your slave sees before he goes to see me.." the man grumbled and turned away. He did however not see the shock that flew across Yamu's face and then the anger take it's place.
"Atam told you.." the prince repeated.
"Yes he did.. now go to bed, I want you up by the sunrise to take a lesson with sword training!" the King said, Yamu looked down, his vision blurry from tears.
"I.. understand.." he said before he stormed away, slamming the large door after himself. The prince stormed back to his room and slammed those doors as well, not caring anymore. Atam appeared in the doorway from his own little room and stared at the prince in shock.
"P-prince.. what is wrong?" he asked. Yamu didn't look at him as he dumped himself onto his bed and cuddled one of the linen pillows.
"Prince, is something the matter?" the slave asked, but had to dodge a pillow, when he looked at the prince again he gasped. Yamu was sitting in bed, tears falling from his eyes and his expression of anger making the slave take a step back.
"Leave.. I don't want to see you.. you.. you despicable.. slave.." the boy screamed and threw another pillow at the slave. Atam gasped, Yamu had never called him anything bad, nor treated him that way either, let alone called him a slave. Atam took another step back before he lowered his head.
"Excuse me.. then.." the boy mumbled before he left. Yamu let out a scream of anger and agony before he fell back to the bed. The boy trashed around and hit the pillow with all the strength he had, he had been gifted with quite a strength so the pillow was soon just a thorn mess.
"I.. hate you.. father.." the prince mumbled, hiding his face into another pillowed and cried himself to sleep.
When the prince walked into his chambers the next day, after breakfast, he found his room completely drained of anything that could take away his concentration on the studies. Yamu done what most people would, picked up a chair and threw it out of the large windows with a scream of anger. Atam soon arrived, he quickly rushed to the prince's side, but was shoved away. Yamu glared angry at him.
"Stay away from me you scum.. I don't ever want to see you again!" the boy screamed, tears running down his face. Atam stared at him in shock.
"But.. why?" the slave asked. Yamu, who had turned away, slowly turned back to him, anger flashed in his deep amethyst eyes as he grabbed Atam's hair and pulled him closer.
"Why? You know damn well why you shit.. you are the one who caused it.. telling that father of mine about my games.. now I have nothing.. at all.. next thing I know and he takes you as well.. I'll be completely left alone.." at the last part, Yamu let go, and backed away, tears coming twice as fast as he covered his face, fell to the floor and sobbed. Atam looked away while rubbing the spot where Yamu had pulled.
"Prince.." Atam began, but Yamu waved a hand.
"Away with you!" he screamed and Atam backed off.
"Okay!" the boy shouted back and ran out of the room. Yamu looked at the floor in front of him when he heard the door slam shut. The boy stood up slowly and walked over to his large desk, underneath layers of scrolls, he found a small dagger.
"I hate you.." he whispered again, this time it was meant for his father as well.
The King huffed and glared at the servants in front of him.
"Where is Yamukanen?" he asked. The slaves exchanged looks.
"He is.. in his chambers your highness.. but he wont let anyone in.." one of the slaves said slowly. The King turned to glare at him.
"Then get me his slave!" he howled.
"I'm here.. your highness.. I was.. shut out as well.." Atam appeared, he bowed in front of the King, who was now beyond angry.
"I do not care, rip his door away, get him to me at once!" the man shouted and the servants scrambled around to get to action. Suddenly Atam gasped and fell to his knees. This caught several people's attention, as well as the Kings.
"Get to your feet slave.." the man barked, but Atam couldn't.
"Something.. is happening.." the boy whispered before he quickly got to his feet and ran out of the hall. The King stayed behind, stunned.
"Go after him!" he told one of the guards, who nodded and followed.
Atam ran down the hall and stopped in front of Yamu's chamber, he banged on the door and tried to open it, but it was no use.
"Prince, open up" the boy called, but there was no answer. There was another shot of pain going through the slave and he winced, the guard that had followed him stopped and glared.
"What are you doing?"
"Something is wrong.. the prince, something is happening to him.." the slave said, the guard blinked before he called for several other guards. They began to remove the door, slowly, but surely the door slipped from it's hinges before it fell before their feet with a loud bang. Atam was fist to enter the chamber. Then he gasped.
"PRINCE!" he shouted and ran over to the form lying on the bed. The boy did not react when he called. One of his hands was hanging limp over the edge of the bed, the other lying right beside his face. Atam saw the dagger hanging loosely from the hand hanging over the bedside. There was also a lot of blood, blood that belonged to the prince. They all heard a groan and saw a single eye open up.
"Prince... wha-what happened?" the boy asked. At first the boy did not react, then.
"I.. can't take it.. I'd rather die.. than live here... I hate him.. so much.." Yamu mumbled before he closed his eyes one final time.
"N-no.. YAMU!"
The King moved about, he heard a lot of shouts from the hall and wondered if someone was trying to attack the palace. Suddenly the doors opened and a servant stumbled through. He heard a scream through the halls and recognized it as Atam's.
"Y-your highness.." the servant began.
"YAMU!" was the final scream, then everything went silent. The King got to his feet and came down from his throne.
"What is going on!" he demanded.
"It's the prince your highness.. he.. slit his wrists.." the slave managed to say between pants. The King gawked.
"WHAT?" he shouted and rushed past the shocked servant.
The whole city was silent, the words had gotten out fast. First the words of the King's decision to make the prince suffer even more by taking away the last means of living for the prince, but then the words came that the prince had slit his wrists and might die.
"To think the prince actually tried to commit suicide because the King desided to remove some games.." one of them said.
"I heard he removed what remained of the prince's freedom with removing the games.. he even used the prince's own personal slave against him.." a lady whispered.
"What? How low can.." the other lady stopped as some guards walked by.
"What do you think? Will he survive?" a younger girl asked.
"I don't know.. we will know when the time comes.."
"Why would he go to such extent then?" a man asked.
"Because he felt trapped?" a woman asked.
"Maybe.."
Haaaaaa.. so depressing.. really, I never expected Yamu to actually call Atam such words.. oh well.. I would too..
Atem: What's that supposed to mean? *glare*
Me: If you were trapped within your room, day after day, the only means of freedom are some games, then your own slave, the one you love and trust the most betrays you.. would you not be angry?
Atem: ... *looks down* I guess so..
Yugi: Why?
Me: Because that's how I planned it.. I can tell you, I hate your father.. both in this time and the future.. or whatever you call it! *grumbles*
Atem: I agree.. if it's past or future, you make Yugi's father a real bastard..
Me: Sush.. or the guards will hear you X3
Atem: Eeep... *runs off*
Yugi: Remember to review okay? I mean.. so that I can know if.. my past self.. survived *tear up*
