-A Tale of Two Editors-

The pharaoh Sat high on his thrown drumming his fingers on the arm of the chair, he was bored to say the least. Egypt was at once again at peace…

No, that was no good. Yugi thought as he pressed the backspace on his keyboard. The Pharaoh is mighty, he is king, he is an arrogant, handsome, Bastard... Yugi's mind trailed off as he imagined Yami. Yami would be a perfect Pharaoh. He held Yugi's career and life in his hands. He scared everyone in the building, well all but Kaiba, but still. Yugi gripped the mouse hard until he heard it crack just a little and sighed. He looked at the blinking curser and licked his lips.

…a winged crown sat proudly atop his brow, wisps of golden hair spilled over to tickle his forehead…

I can't do this. Not this way. Yugi stood up and walked through his door and toward Yami's office then stopped. Through the editor's door, Yugi could see Yami talking on the phone in a cool voice; he was slipping an arm through a new shirt. Yugi's mouth opened at the sight. Yami was sexy with clothes on but without his shirt he looked godly. His finely toned and tan chest left much to be desired. It was so smooth and so hard. Yugi began to wonder what it would be like to run one of his hands down his chest, to feel his smooth chest and hard abs. Yugi found himself feeling very dizzy and very hot. He fanned himself off with his hand and grabbed the doorknob for support just as Yami began to button up his shirt.

Then Yami noticed him and cocked an eyebrow before beckoning for him to come in. "…Yes, listen Tristan, I have to go now. Sure. Yes, I look forward to it. Mmhm, no I won't forget. Okay," Yami grabbed up a yellow Post-it pad and a pen and began writing, "I'm writing it down. Dinner. You and Serenity. Cabin in the mountains. Tomorrow." Yami smiled. "Uhuh. Alright, Good-Bye." He hung up and glanced at Yugi.

"Listen, Yami-"

"Mister. Mister Atemu." Yami corrected and sat back in his chair.

"Mr. Atemu." Yugi stammered. "I know that I only have a week but writing in my office isn't easy. It stifles my creativity. I think that if I were aloud to continue with my vacation I would come back with something you will love." Yugi watched his new boss for a time and wrung his hands together nervously as Yami took in a shallow breath and sat up, and then glancing at the Post-it, he smirked.

"Alright. I know a place where you can write and I can keep a close eye on you." He said and ran his fingers over the phone. "My friend his having a little get-together at his place. You and I will go together and you will finish writing there. Then I won't have to waste a day away from work."

"Um… Okay."

"Just write the first chapter then after you give it to me go pack. It's in the mountains so pack warm." Yami waved him off and Yugi knew he wouldn't get another word in. A day in the mountains did sound nice even if he did have to work through the whole thing

Yugi slipped out of Yami's office thankful that Yami didn't see the blush that still lingered on his cheeks. Yugi took a deep breath and choked upon exhaling. A day with his boss in the mountains? Oh god. What would he do then? He would be trapped with Yami. He would be forced to write the whole time, like a kid who had to do all his homework before he could watch TV. Yugi smacked his forehead. Why did he have to say anything?



Yugi made his way back to his office and sat at his computer. "Chapter one… hmm? Chapter… one." Yugi repeated as he thought. "Chapter frigging one!" Yugi glared at his computer screen as the curser mocked him. "Okay." Yugi sat down, laced his fingers, and cracked them before typing.

A few hours later Yugi has finished a few pages and began to feel more confident, he had introduced the pharaoh, modeling him after Yami, a perfect candidate. He was like a king there in his office… Yugi glanced through his doorway and into Yami's office. Some time ago Yami had opened the door a crack, Yugi didn't know if it was because he was hot or because Yami wanted to keep and eye on him. Either way it helped Yugi write about his main character.

The Pharaoh sat High on his throne, a golden winged crow nestled in his wild hair. He watched over everyone like they were his children and at the same time like they were all his servants. And just like Yami, Yugi felt, the Pharaoh needed a little love in his life to soften his heart.

Yugi sighed like a school girl wishing for love and sat back up when Yami glanced back at him. Yugi looked down at his keyboard; Yugi continued to write for a few more hours. The clock ticked in time with the typing of his fingers and he sat back after the end of the second chapter and stretched. It was perfect so far but would it be up to Yami's standards? Probably not. Knowing what he knew of the man so far, Yugi was screwed.

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Meanwhile Yami scanned through Yugi's latest book and cocked his head to the side. Yugi was pretty good at everything but his love scenes. They stopped every time the lovers got close to having sex. Now that Yami thought of it, Yugi always ended a love scene with a chapter change. What was he so afraid of? Yami read the page again and a shook his head.

Suddenly a knock came at the door causing Yami to drop the book and it landed on the desk with a loud thud. "Who the hell is it?" Yami glared at the door and stood up defensively. Jenkins stuck his head in and gave a pout.

"It's me sir. I am sorry to disturb you but you wanted me to tell you if Mr. Motou left his desk at all. Well he just got a call and headed out the door."

"What? Who was it?"

"He said his name was Bobasa. He is a very nice man. But he requested that Yugi meet him down in the lobby. That's all I know."

"Send Yugi in here the moment he gets back."

Jenkins nodded and turned to leave but noticed the book on his desk. "Oh,Lover's Destiny I love that book, I think it is the best one so far." Yami cocked an eyebrow at him. "I love the part with the horse and the…" he stopped when Yami cleared his throat in annoyance. "Well… you know, Sir. I'll see that Yugi gets the message." He slipped out the door and closed it behind him.

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Yugi stepped off the elevator and was taken by surprise; the man from the street was sitting on the couch. And when he said sitting ON the couch he meant it. It was a couch meant for three and the man's round body took up about two and a half seats. Yugi began to feel sorry for the couch as its middle stretched to the ground under the weight. The man finally noticed Yugi and his round; cartoon-like eyes sparkled with delight.



"Hello, little one. It is nice to see you again, Bobasa is happy to have found you." He smiled a big genuine smile. Yugi had never seen such a smile, never had anyone been glad to see him, except the bullies in high school. Still it made him blush and fell a little special. "Bobasa has a present for you. Silly me, Bobasa was supposed to give it to you on our first meeting."

"What? How could you have a present for me? You don't even know me."

"That may be true, But Bobasa was sent to give it to you. And would have followed you but there were fruit sellers down the road and Bobasa has to have a snack." Yugi held back his urge to comment at that and just nodded. "And without further waitings Bobasa will now give you the magic book."

"What? Magic?"

"You do not believe in such things?" Bobasa looked hurt. "If you do not believe then how can you see me?"

"Because you are a person and you are, no offence, huge." Yugi let out a sigh that shook his whole body. "I used to believe in magic. But who has time for that anymore. Now if you'll please hurry up and say what you have to say, I don't have much time."

"Yes, yes." He smiled anew and handed Yugi a book. "This is yours."

Yugi looked at the cover, red leather binding, golden vines with golden leaves spun around its edges and in the center there was a golden triangle. It was upside down and had an eye in the center. Yugi ran his fingers over it slowly and looked up at Bobasa. "This looks very old."

"It is. This is the Book of Creation." Bobasa said thrusting it into Yugi's small hands. "But" he warned, his face fell to seriousness, "be careful with this power. This is my only warning." His face returned to the jovial one it had been before. "You will believe in magic now." He smiled and bounced off. Yugi smiled, Bobasa was like a big beach ball rolling and bouncing in the wind. He shook his head and looked down at the book.

Jenkins waddled out of the elevator with a stack of papers that came up to his chin and he smiled when he caught sight of Yugi. "Uh, Sir." He said struggling with the tower in his hands. "Mr. Atemu wishes to see you now."

"Again?" Yugi snarled. "Alright, do you need help with that?"

"Uh… no Sir. No thank you." He said and waddled down the hall slowly. "Excuse me. Pardon me Ma'am. Thank you. Sorry. Do excuse me." Yugi shook his head as he watched Jenkins disappear around the corner, though he could still hear Jenkins's pardons and sorries.

Yugi turned away and rode the elevator back up to his floor and strolled carefully into Yami's office. "You wanted to see me?" he asked dryly, trying not to make eye contact.

"Who is this Bobasa?"

"Just a guy I met… wait, how is that any of your business?" Yugi looked at him finally. "You need to just stay out of my personal life."

"So, I can tell by the defensiveness that you are scared to tell me. Why is that? A new editor won't help you. You know that Kaiba corps made you what you are. You will never be able to sell as many books without our help." Yugi glared at him and took a breath.



"Maybe it was a new editor and maybe they are more powerful than you think they are. Say Industrial illusions Publishers." Yugi smiled at the fact that Yami flinched. "But I still don't have to tell you. Anyway." Yugi walked to his desk and returned with his chapters. "I finished the first two. I will meet you here later with my things." Yugi dropped the pages on the Yami's desk and turned on his heels. He had the upper hand now.

Or so he thought. Until. "I don't like the beginning so far."

"What's wrong with it?" Yugi gasped relinquishing his control as he turned back and leaned forward toward Yami to look at the first page.

"Where do I begin?" Yami looked up. Yugi was so close to him. One more move and Yami was sure Yugi would be on his desk and helpless. Yami shook his head and sighed. "Never mind this for now; we'll go over it in the car on the way to Tristan's place. Go pack." Yami waved Yugi off.

"Fine." Yugi sighed and walked back to his office to grab a few things and turned off the light and went home to pack.