Title: Fate's Wish
Author: Mrpointyhorns
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Touzoku-ou/Atem, (Casteshipping)
Beta: none
Spoilers: none
Summary: Touzoku-ou's family is murdered. Only three he is forced to live a life wandering the street, but wait fate has other plans for him as a sex slave? Atem's fate is to kill his father to protect the one he loves, the one he loves will be with his child.
A/N: Oh gosh, I added a part to this chapter because I couldn't make the part a chapter of it's own. Okay so my dog has red-eyes right now, and every time I look at him it makes me want to post. I wanted to wait until Tuesday, but you're getting it today. It's a pretty short chapter anyway.
Several weeks past by and the Pharaoh sent no word of his status. It solidified his son's control in the palace more firmly then ever. The people did not consider Atem the Pharaoh yet, but few thought of the days when the real Pharaoh would return, least of all Touzoku.
Touzoku thought only of his many days that he spent learning magic and his many nights he spent in Atem's bed. No longer as his relationship, with Atem, questioned. He was still a slave, but now he only offered his 'services' to Atem.
Then one day they did get a word from the Pharaoh. A messenger entered the throne room and spoke to Atem, "Your father needs more men at his aide. It's not Nubt, a band of traitors has over thrown the city!"
Atem dismissed the courier and asked for his advisors. As he waited for them to arrive, Touzoku asked him, "What will you do?"
Touzoku often spent time in the throne room. It used to make him feel so uncomfortable, the Pharaoh had always doted and groped him. It made his position to anyone who entered clear. With Atem, however, even if he did crudely grope him, which he did not, Touzoku would be happy to remain by his side. Atem always included him in his many discussions, to the point that Touzoku no longer feared asking about things that interested him.
The other slaves in the throne room froze, some surprised by the way Touzoku questioned the Prince, but other that were used to his question looked on, inspired by what it meant. A slave like them had somehow managed to even his status, at least in the Prince's eyes. It gave the other slaves hope.
"If I sent no men to him it could seal his fate, but Nubt is important to our kingdom, and if it does not seal his fate then he will know that I betrayed him," Atem frowned it was a tough decision.
"But you destroy him saving the one with your child," Touzoku could never forget that fact. Atem's fate lay with another it was painful. "The one that you love."
"I don't care about fate. I love you, Touzoku! I need to protect you, child or none!" Atem made clear, the topic made him a little heated. He would give away Nubt, his army, and all of Egypt to protect Touzoku.
The young slave would have refused to be the deciding point in the fate of many citizens, but Atem's advisers entered. Atem was quickly swept up by the majority of his advisors; they all had their own opinions and each wanted to be heard.
Set, while a priest was also Atem's hand picked advisor, he hung back from the group. He wanted to speak with Touzoku. They were peers when it came to age, but Set was just becoming aware that they could very well become peers in status as well. He never thought it was possible. "You should return to Atem's room. I know your feelings on this matter. No one here will let you be heard, and if you do get to speak, Atem will seem weak for following the opinion of a slave."
Touzoku nodded. He knew it was true, very aware that his status was still that of a slave, even if Atem refused to see it. He however wanted to make sure that Set knew his feelings on the subject. He explained; "I don't think this is the right time for Atem to show his betrayel to his father." Touzoku kept his gaze on his lover.
"You are his betrayel," Set sincerely stated. He to kept his eyes on the prince, it was like the two teenagers were not speaking at all.
Touzoku opened his mouth to retort, but Set interrupted, "It's not your fault. If the Pharaoh had never sought you, or if he treasured you a little bit more things would be different."
The teenager could not disagree with the priest. It was the Pharaoh's actions towards him, and to his son, that caused the betrayal in Atem's heart. A man that Atem once called father, and once he wanted nothing more then to gain his love. The Pharaoh had sealed his own destiny.
Touzoku retreated, no longer needing to stay in the throne room. On his way to Atem's chambers, it was not long that he realized he was not alone. Someone followed him from the throne room.
"Akhenaden?" Touzoku halted. He thought it would be better to confront the High Priest in the hall, and not the privacy of Atem's room.
"You address me like I am your equal? Do you think yourself better now that you are between the prince's thighs, and not the Pharaoh's?" Either way am I not the one that brought you to this life?" The Priest stared at the young teenager. He was much older then the first time he has seen him, up on the slave trader's booth, but he was even more gorgeous now.
"Sir?" Touzoku corrected himself, but he stayed wary. This man did not want to be his friend. The only desire of this holy one was to please his body. Any man that still held loyalties to the Pharaoh or Nubt would be preaching to Atem, they would never spend time with a slave.
"I require you," The priest knew there was no easier way, then to be blunt.
"I cannot," Touzoku refused. He clasped his hands behind him, hiding their dull shaking, the last time Akhenaden required him it had been awful.
"That's what you were bred for!" Akhenaden growled angrily. "The Pharaoh will not mind."
"He gave me to the prince," Touzoku dare not gloat by calling the prince, Atem in front of this man. "He is my master now and I will not disobey him. I am only required to learn magic."
"And yet you spend each night in his bed. He should be courting a wife and producing an heir!" The High Priest roared. He took the slave by the arm and began leading him from the hall. Touzoku struggled a little, but any attempt to fight might cost him his life. He knew that no guard would spare him if Akhenaden ordered it. No guard would wait for Atem before they killed him.
"I want to be in his bed. He asked me and I accepted, it is not required," Touzoku spoke softly. He felt only fear in talking back to this man, but he did so anyway. He valued Atem's pride more then he valued his own life.
"Well the way I see it," Akhenaden shoved Touzoku into his chambers, "The Pharaoh placed the prince in charge of you until his return. However, Prince Atem is not planning to allow his return. You belong to no one but the Pharaoh's tomb!"
Touzoku tried to think of a retort. If he said he belonged to the Pharaoh that would betray Atem. If he claimed to belong Atem then it was required that he sleep with Atem. Neither of the answers seemed like the right one, and he could not think of a third choice. Saying he belonged to no one was agreeing with the High Priest. Touzoku could not accept his freedom anyway; it was too foreign to him.
Even if he could have found an answer, it would do no good. Akhenaden was on him now. He removed their robes and bruised Touzoku's skin.
"Stop. Stop it. I don't want this," Touzoku wiggled.
He squirmed and moved trying to elude his attacker. Even though his heart begged to fight back, it was too engrained in him never to that, he did not.
Akhenaden grunted when Touzoku rolled out from under him and off his bed. He followed the teenager to the floor and tore the rest of the robes from his body. In a swift movement, Touzoku's thin frame was shoved to the floor. He cried out when Akhenaden entered him, but he made no sound or movement after. He played like a limp doll; it had aided Touzoku in the past. Luckily, it had not been so long since he had last been used, he did not forget this trick of the trade.
When he finished Akhenaden sent Touzoku away. At firs,t he did not want to return to Atem, but he knew that no other place remained for him, so he went.
"Touzoku I have never seen you disappear on me before. Did you go exploring?" Atem seemed pleased. He often urged Touzoku to be more independent like a person, not like a slave. "Touzoku?"
Touzoku crumpled to Atem's feet, "I am sorry, my lord."
"Touzoku don't call me that," Atem sensed that something was off. He stroked Touzoku's hair softly; he tried not to assume the worse.
Apologizing again Touzoku softly explained why he had been missing.
"Tell me who did this! I'll have him killed!" Atem swore. "He betrayed me. I cannot trust him if he hurts me like this."
"Akhenaden," Touzoku explained. He did not want the man to die because of him, but Atem made a valid point. A man could not trust another after this and should not.
"He is always so greedy! It is such a bad trait," Atem gave a crooked smile. Instead of immediately seeking vengeance he filed the knowledge away, he would deal with his uncle later. "Come, let me take care of you, Touzoku."
"Yami, haven't I betrayed you? I could not keep myself clean for you," Touzoku spoke like he could have prevented the event.
Atem paused really thinking about it. He did not blame Touzoku but it did not mean that betrayal did not occur, however it was not on Touzoku's part. "You promised me that you would die before you betrayed me. Are you alive?"
"Yes," Touzoku agreed.
"Then no betrayal has occurred," Atem promised his lover.
"I think, Atem, that I could never betray you, even in death," Touzoku felt such relief at Atem's promise. He knew he could promise Atem the moon and stars if he would. And maybe he did promise him that, because Atem kissed him so hard that he tasted blood.
They were pulled away by a tug on their magic.
"Nengensatsu?" Touzoku stared at his monster-friend, beside him stood the Black Magician and a dark dragon, it glared blood-red. He was protecting the pair.
"I came to cleanse you, Prince of Kul Ena," Nengensatsu spoke.
Touzoku drew back, "I don't want you to kiss me."
"I will not, but you cannot remain with his seed," Nengensatsu explained seriously.
Atem furrowed his brow. He had heard Nengensatsu speak to Touzoku many times before, but never about something that held purpose. He usually gave words fo honor or encouragement to the salve.
"Do what you must, but do not hurt him," Atem stood close to Touzoku, giving the monster his blessing. He had many questions to ask, but he held them back.
"Prince Atem," The Black Magician spoke. It was the first time any human had heard, the first monster other then Nengensatsu to do so. "Order me to help. I will seal the Priest's fate."
"You, and you," Atem pointed first to Nengensatsu then to his monster, "protect Touzoku. This is good, but I should be protecting him," Atem swore. He relished in his monster's voice but said nothing to show his pleasure.
"You will protect him in time," Nengensatsu promised.
"His and your fate are very important to ours. We need to protect it," The Black Magician added.
"Then, go," Atem ordered.
The two monsters turned to the red-eyed dragon. He roared and disappeared into a pillar of smoke.
"Touzoku," The Black Magician reached a hand towards him.
"To the shadows?" Touzoku asked.
"It is a pure place. It will destroy the evil that has touched you. You so beautiful; that should never be tainted," Nengensatsu assured.
"I should go with him," Atem touched Touzoku. He worried about letting him go alone.
"You are not as pure as he. Jealousy, revenge, hate, they're all unclean. Although you fight for pure causes your emotions taint you." The Black Magician said. "But you will be clean again soon."
"Are you afraid?" Atem asked his love.
"No. Nengensatsu please stay with Atem until I return," Touzoku pleaded. He knew Atem was afraid.
"It will not be even a single evening, but go with the Black Magician," Nengensatsu promised to stay behind. Touzoku took the Black Magician's hand and they went.
Touzoku could not tell if his eyes were opened or close. He could not tell if he even had eyes at all. The same went for skin, hands, toes. He was, but he was not.
The sex slave did not worry. He felt a calming auror. So calming that he could not worry. The fact that he did not know how to get home or where the Black Magician was did not bother him. If he did not miss Atem then he knew that he could stay happy in this place forever.
He did miss Atem, however. The feeling was awkward. All of his other emotions were lost, so the lonilness was overwhelming. Even the comforting auror could not overcome it.
Loneliness was a pure emotion so it would not destroy him, at least not in the shadow realm. Even babies could feel lonely. A baby sometimes would cry because he was hungry, sometime because he was tired and other times because he was lonely.
The thoughts of feeling, the dwelling on missing Atem, the dazzle that Touzoku felt over the Shadows did not blind Touzoku from what happened. Body or none something entered his being, his spirit, his enegry. It sought to take away his pain, the wrong brought against him. It was warm, pure, clean, a enegry different then the comfort that surrounded him. It wanted to conqueror the evil, make it pure, and take it away.
Even without a body Touzoku imaged that the cleaning energy was in his fingers, his hands, his arms. It past over these parts without pause because they were clean. Even his heart, where his loneliness lie remained unaltered. Then the enegry dropped.
It tickled his gut, no worries hit him. Like the enegry was attracted to the worse it went for Akhenaden's seeds. Seeds like poison fouling Touzoku's clean spirit. Each one was consumed by the pure energy. What remained wafted away like a wisp of smoke.
Then something giggled. Touzoku did not hear it, but he knew it was a giggle. At first time was so brief that Touzoku that he imaged it. But the giggle continued again and again. The giggling began to separate from him. It followed the cleansing enegry right down Touzoku's leg and out of his toes. The sensation was so painful that Touzok believed that this was what death was like.
"No! Come back!" Touzoku called out. The giggling stopped. It turned away from the clean enegry and back toward Touzoku. "Don't leave me."
The giggling submerged once again with Touzoku. A warm feeling enevloped Touzoku and he knew. The giggle he carried was Atem's child and to Touzou it was the most beautiful gift he had even come to have.
Touzoku returned to Egypt and was relieved to do so. Despite being happy and calm there he was lonely and he wanted to see Atem, beside it was only here that he would be able to produce Atem's child.
He entered the Prince's room the way he had seen their monsters, from the walls. Nengensatsu had not lied, Touzoku had been gone for less then one night. Still as soon as he arrived Atem was by his side holding him like he had been gone for years.
"I couldn't sleep without you," Atem admitted. He continued to hold on to Touzoku. Nengensatsu silently disappeared from the room, leaving the two boys alone. Atem helped Touzoku into his bed. He lay down beside him and wrapped his arms around Touzoku's waist. He pressed his forehead against Touzoku's looking into his eyes. He could see himself looking at Touzoku who was looking at him. It was incredible.
"Atem, I am with your child." Touzoku closed his eyes. His lover's gaze was intense and it was hard for Touzoku to take for long periods of time. At least Atem's arms were compassionate. He admitted to himself that being with Atem was better then being in the Shadows. He hoped that Atem believed and accepted him.
Atem's warm lips pressed against his own making him smile and open his eyes. "I realized it was you. Prince of Kul Ena. They were the family my father had killed. Not just yours but hundreds of people."
Touzoku smiled softly. He was grateful for Atem's acceptance. He had just revealed a secret that was impossible and unbelievable but Atem did not turn away from him. He wrapped his arms around his lover and touched his lips with his own. "I went through that to be with you. I will face much worse to have your child."
"Don't be afraid," Atem whispered speaking about his lover's fate.
"Of course not. You have promised to protect me, and you have taught me magic. I will use that to protect me and our child from your father." Touzoku vowed. He just had to learn to go against his master. He carried a giggling innocent inside of him and he could not let him get hurt. He would do all of this for Atem, and for the first time in his life he really felt that everything he had been through and done was worth it, just as long as he had this baby.