Hi. Enjoy. Don't know what to say...
I'm tired...
It's dark again...
Am I dead? No...
Voices...
"Leave Yuki be Mana. I'll tell you when he wakes."
Mana's here?
"It's my fualt he's here, but I guess sulking won't do anything..."
I'm not being accused no more?
"That's right Mana. Go do something more productive."
"Okay! Tell me when he wakes up Lady Isis!"
Too tired to wake now...
...ZzzzzZZzzzzzzzz...
Isis sighed.
"This boy is still asleep. I guess the dungeons aren't comfortable after all..."
She continued to make the remedies that were running low until a slave girl came in.
"Lady Isis, Prince Yami has returned to the palace. The pharaoh wishes you to be present."
Isis smiled at the news.
"Thank you. You may go now."
The little girl bowed and left the chambers. Isis cleaned up her supplies and looked over to 'Yuki'. She thought for a second and left for to welcome back the prince.
As she walked down the hall, she met up with Mahado who waved her hello with a light kiss to the lips.
"Hello to you too, Mahado."
Mahado smiled, "How is the boy?"
"He's fine. Sleeping a bit longer than I anticipated, but fine."
"I see, alot has been going around this week for sure," He sighed, "I wonder if he will resent us."
"If he's a reasonable one, he'll understand why we acted the way we did. Lets change the subject now, the prince has returned."
"Yes, but sooner than I exected. He must be grouchy from the trip, he was alone after all." Mahado said.
Isis chuckled, "Yes, but maybe more relieved from Atemu's constant declarations of love to Heba."
"This union is a joyous one for our country, especially since it's with Japan."
They carried off to the palace enterance.
" My prince we have arrived."
Yami was dazed, dreaming as he watched the same scenery over and over again.
Sand, Sand, Camel, Sand...
The same thing over still even as he stepped down to greet his father.
"Son! I'm glad you're here. It's nice to see you again!"
The pharaoh smiled widely and gave his son a hug while Yami smiled back. His smile was a bit forced because of the trip and that it was the same greeting he got every where he went minus the 'son' and hug.
He loved his parents too, to death, but the routine gets boring. He was sixteen now, and everything around him has been the same back then and now. What he sees, hears, even the food seems to dull with taste. All this was the reason why he went to Japan with his brother, a change in the rut, but his brother was overwhelming too much and needed to get away now.
But he doesn't need to show or say that now?
"Me too father, me too."
After the greetings and welcomings, he went to his room to rest for the moment.
He was thinking. Praying. Begging? No. But asking his god.
"Lord Ra," Yami began, "is there anything in life that you can give me? Not gold nor eternal life, but a change like my brother has found."
Yami sighed and went out to wonder the halls like he does every since he started thinking beyond his thought. His thought used to be limited on the naive dreamings of the fantasies he created, but one day a stroke of thought came to him that made him long for the dreams of reality. Something he can actually get. Not by magic, but with his human hands.
He dreamed and wandered throught the palace until he reached the healing chambers. But in front of them was a boy, shorter than him, staring off to nothing but the sky. He was leaning against the wall not even sparing a glance at Yami.
He must've notice the loud echo of his steps. These halls are not made for sneaking.
Curious, Yami stood in front of him and leaned down to his line of view to see what reaction he would get.
Surprisingly, he got none.
Interesting...
Looked closer to the boy and noticed the strange apppearance that everybody would notice. Bandaged right eye, and the odd eye color: Amethyst stone that looks like it had been clouded be the oils of human hands. Then a blink. Atleast Yami knows he's not blind.
It seems that he came back from where ever he was and paid attention to Yami's presense.
Very interesting...
"Little one, what are you doing here? You must have parents that worry for you."
Even with one eye, you could see the sadness that shown right before he put his head down. Yami didn't press further.
"Why are you here?"
Nothing.
"Are you a commoner?"
Silence.
"Are you listening?"
No.
"Are you still thinking?"
A slight nodd came. This satisfied Yami and sat next to the boy.
"Can you not speak?"
A nodd.
"Then why don't you voice your words?"
The boy sighed and turned his head away from Yami and started.
"Why- why do you care?"
Never has anyboy asked Yami why, nobody would question him because his words were final as a prince.
Interesting, very interesting...
Yami's inner demon came to surface and smirked with no one to see. He came up to the boy's ear.
"Because I can."