Sorry this took so long in updating. I've had Marching Band stuff taking up 110% of my life, and then taking all honors class, AND an extra class. I have had absolutely no time, but now Marching season is over and I can get back to writing! Thanks for all of the story alerting and favorites! And now to the story!
Edited: 11/26/14
Linen sheets are amazing.
You lay there in bed for five seconds and then you fall completely asleep. They are so comfy that you sink right in and aren't able to move afterwards. After Atem left to go see his father in the throne room I sat back on my bed and slept like a baby until my father came and knocked on the door.
"Aku, it's time for breakfast!" He said through the door. "I'm sending a few servants in to get you ready." I groaned. Doesn't he think I can get ready on my own by now? I thought to myself, but I wasn't going to say that out loud. But no matter how awkward it is to have five people see you naked and bathe you, it is really quite relaxing. Also, you don't have to worry about untangling your own hair.
Uhg, my hair is so thick that is takes me five minutes to get one tangle out by myself. It's a relief not having to do that when I come to Egypt.
"Okay father!" I replied while dragging myself out of my bed. I reached over to the dresser and grabbed my robe. I walked to the door while shrugging it on and pulled open the door letting the servants in and then closing the door.
They led me into the bathroom, where I discarded of my robe and my undergarments, and allowed the servants to wash me clean.
When they were finished I was led back into my room, where I was given another robe to wear while they applied make up to my pale face. They only put on natural make up because if they put on anything heavier, I will look like a circus clown/concubine. They gave me a light tan strapless dress to put on, that had a purple sash around the waist and a black lining around the bust of the dress. To complement the outfit, they gave me a few gold chokers, bracelets, and anklets. The color of the metal made me look slightly paler, but it went with my hair.
"Thank you girls." I said to them and hand them each a few coins. I put a finger to my lips as a sign to be quiet about the tip; we aren't allowed to give the servants any money, only their handlers can do that. I only broke that rule because whenever I come to Egypt, I always get these same exact people as my helpers. They are like dear friends to me, so I try to help them in any way I can.
They smiled and led me out the door.
I walked myself to the dining hall, as I knew the way from many years of visiting, while thinking of what we were going to do this day. I opened the door to the hall and saw father and the pharaoh already talking to the other at the head of the table in hushed voices. I walked in and took a seat a few chairs away from my father, near where I knew Atem usually sat, and started praying.
I jumped when a hand fell onto my shoulder.
"Calm down Aku, it's just me." A familiar voice spoke into my ear. I sighed in relief.
"Atem! Why must you always do that to me!" I whisper-shouted to him. He just chuckled and smirked while sitting down next to me. "I think you gave me a heart attack." He chuckled again. I brought my hand up and playfully, but softly, smacked his cheek. He rubbed his cheek and pretended that it had actually hurt.
"Ouch." Atem sarcastically said, I just stuck out my tongue.
"So what's for breakfast?" I asked him, not as quietly, but still fairly quiet.
"Let's see shall we?" Atem asked back and clapped his hands twice. Servants came out of the doors carrying good smelling platters of food. I knew one as soon as it came through the doors. My eyes widened.
"Raspberry Tart! Oh that is so mine!" I claimed and as soon as it was placed unto the table I gestured to a servant to give me a serving. When he was done, I smiled at him and focused back at my plate.
"Oh that was so delicious!" I exclaimed after breakfast while walking with Atem to the gardens. Atem just laughed while trying to get the sticky filling off his nose that I had gotten on him while trying to give him a taste of the amazing pastry. I think that, even though I have really shaky hands, he enjoyed it.
"You really like raspberries, don't you?" Atem playfully asked, still rubbing his nose.
"Gee, what gave that away?!" I replied sarcastically. Atem and I's relationship is mostly just sarcasm. If either of us ask a stupid question, they will always get a sarcastic answer.
We reached the fountain in the middle of the gardens and sat down on the edge. The fountain was simple, a single spout spilling out water and clear water at the base, filled with pretty water lilies. It was our routine that after breakfast, Atem and i would hang out at the fountain and talk before he had to go to his Pharaoh Prep classes. Though, many times, I've helped hide him from his teacher so that we could talk some more together.
"So, what's been going on in Scotland lately?" Atem asked, trying to get a conversation going.
I groaned. "My father is such an idiot! He won't use our technology to make craftsmanship more efficient! He insists doing things the way they were done thousands years ago!" I complained. I leaned back so that I was laying on Atem's lap, and looked up at the sky.
Atem sighed and thought of what to say. "Maybe he believes that it is the only way to do things?" He suggested. I just mindlessly blew the hair off of my face that the wind had blown askew. Atem chuckled and placed the hair back on my face. I blew it off again. These actions repeated again and again for least five minutes, until I got so annoyed that I jumped up and tackled him the ground and pinned him there by his shoulders while straddling his torso, to maximize the strength of the hold.
"I swear if you do that one more time, I will punch you in the gut." I warned. He would always do this to me, annoy me until I snap. But Atem simply reached up and tucked my copper red hair behind my ear with a slight smile on his lips that just made me want to melt into his arms. I shook my head and narrowed my eyes, focusing again.
I was about to scold him again when a weight came onto my back and made me fall forward. My eyes closed, expecting to crash into ground, when something moist and warm was placed onto my lips, sending shocks down my spine. I opened my eyes and found Atem's face right in front of mine.
Later I would say that I immediately pulled away, but I was in such a state of shock and bliss that I closed my eyes and kissed back.
Can I just say that Atem is an amazing kisser?
He sat up from laying on the ground, holding my back so I couldn't pull away just yet, and slid his tongue against my lips, asking for entrance. I gasped and he slipped his tongue into my mouth, sending even more shocks down my spine. This was pure bliss. I started moving my hands into his hair, slightly pulling at it, making him slightly moan.
That should have been where I snapped out of it, but it just seemed to encourage me. I started to move my tongue against his, making him moan again, but this time, so did I. This started the battle of the tongues. Each one battling for dominance over the other, neither one willing to give up. He started moving his hands up down my sides, making me feel hot where ever he touched.
We kept kissing for what felt like an eternity until we both pulled away slowly at the same time. Both of us were out of breath, my face was probably really red, and gasping for air.
Oh gods.
I just kissed the prince of Egypt.
I just kissed Atem.
Oh Ra.
I suddenly stood got on to my feet, my eyes wide. I got my feet to work and I ran off, my face red with embarrassment.
"Aku!" I heard Atem yelling after me. I ignored him; I just kept running.
Running
Running
Running
I finally found my room, and burst in, roughly pushing the door into door. I fell onto the bed, my eyes turning red and becoming wet with tears accumulating on my lower lid.
I felt a tear land on my cheek, then another, and another, and another, until I was sobbing.
I had given up my first kiss to a guy that I didn't even know if I liked him that way. I know that I shouldn't have ran away like that, I obviously worried Atem. But I had. I left him, I didn't give him a chance to explain himself. I know that it only happened because of the weight that landed on my back (that was probably Kiya), I only ran away because he continued it. And because I kissed back. I probably hurt his feelings by not understanding mine.
The storm of tears increased in intensity at the thought of hurting Atem. At least not physically. That thought made me laugh softly through the tears, opening my mouth a millimeter. I could taste the salt water of my tears.
After about an hour of crying, I fell asleep on my comfy, but now too hot, bed.
When I woke up, my eyes were stuck together with dried tears. I pried them apart, and got out of bed. I walked over to my balcony, pulling on a robe, and went outside. It was late in the evening, probably around 19:00 (a form of time that I made up to say if it was in the morning or evening without explicitly saying it). I heard soft voices coming from the left of my balcony. I looked over and jumped.
It was Atem and out friend Mahad talking on the balcony right next to mine. I ducked quickly, thanking the gods that Atem's back was facing me. I slowed my heart rate so that I could hear them talking over its fast beat.
"..-ust don't know what to do."
"You also have to think of the responsibilities of the throne."
"Don't you think I know that! Sorry, I didn't mean to snap. I just don't know how to say how I really...grr! She just ran away; she didn't give me a chance to say anything."
They're talking about me! I guess I really did hurt Atem's feelings.
"Do you still have something to tell her? Her running away didn't change anything?"
"She could do nothing that would be bad enough for my thoughts to change."
What?
"You seem pretty confident about that."
"I am. She is kind, caring, endearing, irritating, but also soothing and playful. She is the nicest, the most beautiful, and the most thoughtful person in the entire world. She wouldn't, couldn't, ever do anything considered 'evil'. She's intelligent and sassy, but also strong and musical. She'll sing a random tune and everyone in a 50 ft radius will stop and listen to her melodic voice. She can pick up any type of musical instrument and play it like she's been playing since she was a child. She's clumsy, but also graceful when she's dancing. She'll bump into walls that are right in front of her, but dance with the grace of a cobra. And most importantly, she understands me. She knows who 'Atem' is and talks to him and not 'Prince of Egypt' like all of the other princesses, and I grew up with her. She's my best friend and I ..(I shifted to get more comfortable)... her."
"Would you think of a union between yourselves?" Mahad asked calmly.
"Of course, she would be an excellent queen, and terrific in other roles. But this is if I haven't already ruined my chances with her because of my idiocy today. I let myself slip, and took advantage of her."
He thinks it's his fault? Why? I kissed back!
"Why do think it's your fault?" Mahad questioned.
"We wouldn't have kissed in first place if I hadn't brought her closer after Kiya pushed her forward. Kiya didn't hit her hard enough, I just couldn't control my feelings, and now I've made her cry. I think I took her first kiss, she told me that she was going to save it for when she truly knew if she loved the guy, and I just ruined that."
"How do you know that that didn't happen today? How do you know that she doesn't love you?"
"She ran away. That's how I know. If she loved me, then she wouldn't have ran..."
I crawled back inside, trying not to reveal my position to the two guys who were still talking intensively. I couldn't take anymore. I was confused. Atem is my best friend, not my lover. Yeah, he's attractive and meets all of my expectations in a guy, but he's my friend, a very close friend, but still a friend. I think. GAH!...I'm so confused.
I don't know what to think. My thoughts are just in a jumbled mess, impossible for me to untangle. I crawled back onto my bed and just laid there in a still state, slowly deciphering the things in my head.
I slowly fell asleep, confused, but in the middle of the night, I woke up to the sound of the door quietly opening and then closing. I pretended to still be asleep by keeping my breaths longs and even. I listened to the light footsteps get louder as the maker walked towards my bed. The bed dipped as the person sat on the bed, on the side that I facing. A hand was placed onto my face, caressing my cheek.
"I sorry Aku, I didn't mean to do this to you. I don't deserve you, no one does. But, I still have feelings for you that I can't control. What I'm trying to say is that, Aku, I love you." I felt a tear land on my cheek as I felt the hand on my cheek start to shake. "I d-don't-t know h-how to fix-x my relations-ship with y-you." He stammered. "I never wanted to hurt you. Why would I? You're the best thing that ever happened to me."
I kept still, faking sleep.
He sighed and stood up from the bed. I waited for the door to open and close and then sat up.
"He loves me?" I asked out loud, while subconsciously touching my lips. The lips that Atem had kissed today.
"Aw, how cute." A voice came out from the darkness of my room.
"Who's there?" I asked looking around the room, scanning for the source of the voice.
"Who am I? I'm your captor, and that's all you need to know." The voice said.
"Why are capturing me? What value do I have that could serve you?" I asked, stalling.
"Because your lovely prince would do anything to get you back, even release someone from his dungeons." He was going to exploit the Prince by using me as bait. "Now no more questions, it's time for a little nap."
A shiny metal object came rushing down towards my head, hitting me hard enough for everything to go black
DUN DUN DUN! I changed this because it was just too cliche and it was bothering me. So I finally added some conflict into this story. I have to admit, it was kind of boring without this conflict, it was just all fluff, and pretty bad fluff too. Well, see ya next time!
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