I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Story reposted.
My Slaves
As agreed, Isis returned to Atemu's chambers half an hour.
Yami, Yugi and Serenity had continued to talk the whole time, none of them being bothered by Atemu to eat.
Yugi was struggling to stay awake while Yami and Serenity talked to each other about Prince Heba, Yugi leaning against Yami's side with a smile as he listened to the two.
"Alright, you two. You need to eat something and let Isis check you," Atemu said to Yami and Yugi.
"Can Serenity stay?" Yugi asked, turning to look at the king.
"I'm afraid not, young one. Miss Serenity must return to her own duties before she gets in trouble," Isis replied for her friend and king, Yugi pouting at her answer.
"I won't get in trouble. My last task for the day was to deliver the food and then I could spend the rest of the day doing whatever I wanted," Serenity said.
Yugi's face lit up. "Can she stay?" Yugi asked again.
Atemu chuckled. "She can stay… but only if you both cooperate, eat and let Isis conduct a physical without resistance," Atemu said.
Yugi smiled brightly. "Thank you, Master," Yugi said happily, Atemu pulling a face at the name.
"Please don't call me 'Master'. It's worse than only being called 'Pharaoh', 'Sire', 'my King' and all other things like that," Atemu growled.
Yugi giggled softly at the young king. "Okay. What do you want us to call you?" Yugi asked.
"Atemu," Atemu replied. "Which one of you wants to have your physical first?"
"I will go first," Yugi said.
"Alright. Yami, you come over here and eat some food," Atemu said.
Yami glared at Atemu.
"Stop being so DAMN stubborn and go eat. He won't harm you," Serenity growled in Atlantian at her stubborn friend after it was made apparent that Yami wasn't going to move, Yami turning to glare at her.
"Go ahead, Yami," Yugi said, pushing Yami off the bed.
Yugi pouted when Yami didn't land on his ass but actually ended up on his feet.
Serenity giggled at her friend's pout and watched as Yami stiffly walked towards the young monarch still sitting at the table.
Atemu had finished his paperwork and had spent the last few minutes just watching the three young ones catching up in the almost dead language... or more precisely, unheard language since the language wasn't actually dead yet.
Atemu chuckled and pulled Yami onto his lap as soon as the pale boy got close to him, Yami blushing darkly as he found himself in the young kings arms.
Atemu smirked, loving the cute blush on his 'surprise' slave.
Yugi got up and walked over to Isis. "You're pretty," Yugi said to the young Priestess.
Isis blushed darkly and everyone's head snapped towards him.
"YUGI!" Yami shouted, an unreadable expression on his face.
"Well, she is," Yugi said, not understanding Yami's reaction.
Serenity giggled and walked up to Yugi, whispering something into the boy's ear.
Yugi's eyes widened and he smirked at Yami. "Someone's jealous~" Yugi sang in Atlantian.
Yami blushed brightly and glared at his younger friend.
"What's going on?" Isis asked in confusion.
"Yami is jealous that Yugi called you pretty," Serenity replied, smirking at her friend when Yami turned his glare to her.
"Why would Yami be jealous?" Isis asked.
Yugi chuckled and leaned up, whispering the answer into her ear.
"Why?" Atemu asked.
Yami sighed. "Me and Yugi are more than friends," Yami muttered, barely loud enough for Atemu to hear.
Atemu's eyes widened and some not so innocent thoughts entered his head, images of the two in bed together and being intimate.
Isis smiled at the lightly blushing, innocent looking slave before her.
"You don't have to fear anything from me or the Pharaoh, we both accept people that find love in their own gender. Now, if you don't mind, can you take your shirt off for me so that we can begin the physical?" Isis asked with a gentle smile.
Yugi nodded and took his shirt off, Atemu snapping out of his daze when he saw the young boy's stomach and chest be revealed.
Isis frowned when she saw several faded scars, a few bruises and some cuts along Yugi's chest and stomach.
Yami turned away, knowing and not wanting to see Yugi's back.
Atemu smiled slightly when he saw Yami grab some grapes, eating them slowly.
Atemu turned his attention back to Yugi when Isis told him to turn around.
Serenity looked at his back with an emotionless look, taking in a dozen lashes across the pale back that was clearly made by a whip within the last few days.
Isis inspected them and noticed two that was very deep but clean cut enough that she could restitch them shut.
Isis blinked when Serenity gave her the special antiseptic agent that she required to clean the wounds without her asking.
"Thank you," Isis said, taking the bottle. "I need you to lie down, Yugi."
Yugi nodded. "I know the drill. I've done it enough times," Yugi said as he walked back over to the bed, lying down on his stomach so that Isis could put the liquid on his whipped back.
"Why have you done it so often?" Atemu asked.
"Isn't it obvious?" Yami asked, rolling his eyes at the clueless king.
"No…" Atemu replied; a little confused.
Yugi smiled at the king, despite the answer to the question. "It is quite common for slaves to be whipped, both inside and outside of the palace," Yugi said, clenching the sheets in his small fists as Isis applied the antiseptic to the whip marks on his back.
Atemu nodded, knowing it was true even though he hated the thought of it.
He had been whipped once when he was much younger and he remembered how much it had hurt.
The man had mistook him for a common slave and he refused to obey the man's orders so he was sentenced to fifty lashes.
His father found him after ten lashes and stopped it, sentencing the man to death by being whipped until he died from blood loss as punishment for attacking his son.
Isis was impressed that little Yugi didn't cry out from the painful sensation of having the antiseptic placed onto his wounds.
Serenity handed Isis a needle to stitch the stitch-able wounds up, taking the antiseptic bottle from Isis.
"I take it you have done this before," Isis said to Serenity as she set to work stitching Yugi's back.
"Yeah. My mother was teaching me to be a field medic since I was five and I had five years of training since she began," Serenity replied.
"When did your training end?" Isis asked.
"Five years ago. Not by choice," Serenity replied.
"What happened?" Isis asked.
"My home was destroyed and our people ran, got killed or were captured and turned into slaves," Serenity replied coldly.
"Sorry," Isis said, not wanting to hear the kind voice so cold again.
It just didn't suit the young girl.
Serenity noticed the tip of a bruise hidden under Yugi's skirt, pulling it down slightly to reveal a bruise in the shape of finger prints.
Isis noticed the bruises and frowned. "Pharaoh. Leave. Now," Isis ordered, Atemu frowning at the sudden and stern order from his head healer.
Atemu stood up and placed Yami onto his seat, leaving the room.
"Don't you dare hurt him," Yami growled, walking over to the palace healer that had just found a clue to why they were so protective of one another.
"I'm not going to hurt him," Isis said, quickly finishing the stitching.
She could feel Yami's glare on her back and it was really unnerving her.
Yugi sat up after Isis had finished stitching his back, sitting on the edge of the bed so that Isis could tend to the few scratches on his chest.
Isis inspected the scratches and applied a special cream on them to help them heal before she grabbed the bandages that Serenity handed her and wrapped them around Yugi's chest, making sure to fully bandage the stitches.
"I need to see the extent of the damage under your skirt," Isis said with a light blush.
Yugi gulped and nodded, standing up and dropping the skirt.
Serenity blushed lightly at seeing Yugi completely naked but the bruises clearly displaying a hand on Yugi's hips distracted her from his nakedness.
Yami came over beside Yugi and took his hand while Yugi laid back on the bed, being careful of his back.
Isis started to inspect Yugi while Yami continued to glare at her.
Yugi whimpered when Isis prodded his torn entrance from a former master, tightening his hand in Yami's hand.
Serenity grabbed a special cream from Isis's supplies and handed it to Isis after opening the lid.
Isis smiled and dipped her finger into the cream.
"This may be cold but it will help you heal while keeping infections from developing," Isis said, gently massaging the cream into Yugi's torn entrance.
Yugi shivered at the cold cream covered finger that entered him, blushing as the finger massaging his inside actually started to feel a little nice.
"How bad is it?" Serenity asked.
"Not too bad… Almost like it was stopped half way through or even before then," Isis replied.
Serenity turned to Yami, suddenly knowing what had happened.
Yugi looked over at Yami, knowing full well why the injuries weren't very bad.
"All done here," Isis said, removing her finger from inside of Yugi.
Yugi nodded and stood up, pulling his clothes back on.
Isis turned to Yami. "Your turn," Isis said, giving the young teen a gentle smile that promised him no harm.
Yami shook his head. "N-No," Yami stuttered, pulling away.
Yami was afraid that Isis would try to tend to him just like Yugi and he didn't want the young Priestess to know his secret that only Yugi and Serenity knew.
His secret had always given him pain after his masters found out about it, some trying to use it to trick Atemu but every time their plan failed.
"You promised the Pharaoh that you would allow me to do this without resistance," Isis said.
"NO!" Yami shouted as he quickly climbing off the bed and ran into a corner of the room, slipping between the wall and a cupboard in an area he knew Isis was too large to follow him into.
TBC…
Please Review.
