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Palace Rebel!
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Chapter Fifty-Five
Collection
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Everyone's eyes darted to the tanned teen entering the hideout, all whispering or hiding as the man walked through, his black pigtail swishing side to side with each step he took. He glanced around carefully with his half tattooed face, he had given it two days before deciding to come. His presence sent most people running or scattering, or just into the darkness to spy on him at least. He could feel the amount of eyes he was gaining as he slowly walked further into the hideout, no one seemed game enough to speak to him. Everyone eyed the guard from the distance, but didn't dare come out to him. He whipped invisible dirt off his clothes walking calmly through the dark underground area. He had come alone, wishing to make this as simple as possible. He glanced as some of the teens shuffled around as someone seemed to be leaving one of the houses.
"You are not welcome here," Yami growled walking out of his house.
"Atem," the tanned man looked the teen up and down curiously before simply walking further into the hide out and standing in roughly the middle, "everyone listen up! I am looking for Ryou! Please tell me his sleeping quarters or else I will tell the guards where your hideout is and send you all to prison for treason!" he ordered, wishing to complete the task as soon as possible and return his young lord home.
"Rishid!" Marik sprant over to his brother, "if you knew where we were why didn't you visit!"
"I am not welcome here," Rishid said simply glancing back at Atem who was slowly approaching him.
"Ryou?" he said carefully, "you're looking for Ryou."
"Yes," Rishid smiled politely, "could you point me in the direction of him please."
"Why."
"I think it's time he returned home," Rishid said simply, "and if you don't tell me where he is… I will raid your hideout and throw all of you in jail… this is a peacefully way of doing things~"
"Leave Ryou alone," Marik butted in.
"Marik stay out of this please," Rishid huffed, "I need to return my young lord."
"Young lord," Atem blinked before smirked and biting the tip of his nail smugly, "please don't raid our home… he's near the back…" so… this was the boys little secret. Huh?
"Thankyou," Rishid smiled going to find his prince, sighing as he walked to one of the back rooms and glancing inside. Two brown eyes blinked at him shaking slightly, "young master?" Rishid bowed politely walking closer to the pale teen who scooted away from him.
"S-stay away," Ryou choked slightly balling in the corner of the room on his bed.
"So this is your new room. Is that Master Bakura's bed," he looked at the other bed and back at Ryou who nodded.
"Please don't take me away," Ryou said quietly, "I want to stay here…"
"Here," Rishid glanced around, "my prince, this…"
Ryou cut him off, "Ryou."
"Fine. Ryou, this place is not suited for you… you have a duty to your kingdom. You need to go home," Rishid sat down on Ryou's bed cautiously, "I love you like family Ryou," he rubbed Ryou's scarred cheek lovingly, "but I have my loyalties to your father. I need to return you home."
"I don't want to go Rishid-kun!" Ryou snapped slightly tearing up, and trying to pull his arm away as Rishid grabbed it and began dragging him from the room. "LET ME GO!" Ryou ordered angrily being dragged from his room gaining many stares from other rebels. Some friends, "Rishid-kun! I said let go!" he growled.
"Will you come with me?" Rishid paused, "you are coming back to the kingdom weather you like it or not…"
"I QUIT!" Ryou screamed stomping his foot angrily and sending a vibration out shaking everything lightly, "I fucking quit!"
"You what?" Rishid froze glancing back at Ryou, "you can't quit."
"Bakura quit," Ryou snarled, "I want to stay here with these people… with Mariku."
"Mariku. You are to stay away from my brother," Rishid growled, "are you going to come willingly home or do I have to arrest you again."
"Arrest me," Ryou hissed, "this is my home… not some stupid palace."
"Ryou stop being difficult," Rishid bent down to look his prince in the eyes, noting the audience they had slowly picked up, Atem smirking in the middle.
"I said I quit! Leave me alone!" Ryou teared angrily tearing his wrist from Rishid, "I can't go back! You know I can't!"
"You must young master," Rishid glanced around, "these people. Your subjects. They need a future ruler my young prince. They need you. These people, do not. They wish your death. They fight you and your father."
"I fight my father," Ryou said coldly, "I can't go back Rishid-kun. You know that."
"You do not have a choice in the matter young prince," Rishid sighed rubbing his forehead and placing a cuff on his masters wrist, "you need to go home and it is my duty to do that. I let this continue long enough."
"This is his home," a voice gruffed breaking through the circle, "let him fucking go brother…"
"Mariku. I told you the other night I would be taking him home. Did I not," Rishid raised an eyebrow curiously standing up.
"And I told you that you were fucking dreaming if you thought you were taking my rabbit," Mariku shoved the guard angrily.
"My master is not yours," Rishid sighed, "I would be pleased if you two never spoke again. I'm sure your father is worried about you Ryou."
"He doesn't care," Ryou sniffed, "he doesn't give a fuck about me! I'm his toy and you know it!"
"You are his son."
"You tell him that!" Ryou snapped, "just try telling him that! Explain it too him! I don't think his understands Rishid-kun!"
"He knows, Ryou," Rishid rolled his eyes cupping his princes scarred cheek, "he knows you are his son and he cares about you."
"He cares, You think he cares about me!?" Ryou teared angrily, "I'm not what he wants! and you know it! He cares that I'm the only one in line for the fucking throne! But he hates me and you know it. The one time I came home in the year and a bit I've been away he scarred my cheek and whipped me! You think that he seriously cares! Don't pretend you don't hear me crying! Screaming out for you! You are always waiting outside the damned door to fix me up but never once thinking to stop him!" Ryou snapped, "I've been trying to convince myself he bloody cared for years! Repeating it over and over! The more I said it the less I believed it Rishid-kun! He hates me! He hates me! You know it!"
Rishid was a bit taken aback from his princes outburst, "grow up master… you know I can't go against our ruler and he is worried so you must come home with me now," he said coldly snatching Ryou's wrist and dragging him towards the exit as the pale teen dug his heels in angrily.
"Rishid! Let go of Ryou!" Mariku stalked after his brother and boyfriend, "I claimed him!"
"You what," Rishid continued to drag his master off.
"Ryou is mine," Mariku sneered, "so give him back!"
"Mariku… I do not care what feelings you hold for my young prince," Rishid rolled his eyes, "he is my prince and I will be returning him home and he will stay this time. Do not break into the castle again. The guards have been tripled as well as his locks. And you will be thrown into prison."
"What he had nine bloody locks on his door now or something."
"Actually twelve," Rishid said offhandedly.
"I couldn't even reach the nine!" Ryou whined, "I don't want to go home Rishid-kun… please. Anywhere else. Let me die even! Let me go be with my mother and sister!"
"If you want to die you can come home and try killing yourself again," Rishid scoffed.
"Wow," Ryou growled, "told you no one cared about me…"
"I care about you Ryou!" Mariku protested trying to catch up to his brother.
"I never said I didn't care," Rishid sighed pulling Ryou into the sunlight and making the pale teen shield his eyes, "I said you could try… I will stop you like every other time you've tried… Choking yourself, drowning, stabbing, jumping, letting your father beat you hoping you wouldn't wake up one day, hanging, bleeding out, drugging, starving, shall I go on?" he raised an eyebrow at his suddenly quiet master, "you've tried it all."
Ryou froze slightly glancing back as Yugi and his friends stared sadly after him, "no… stop please… no more. And I didn't try starving myself. But, none of them worked. I'm still alive aren't I."
"Yes because I care for you," Rishid agreed, "I will not let you take your own life young master."
"Ryou." Mariku froze slightly, "why didn't you tell me you tried to kill yourself so much."
"It didn't matter," Ryou shrugged, "mostly it was after Bakura left. I was put in chains for a little while so I couldn't hurt myself. I'm mostly fine now. I never wanted you to worry."
"Ryou," Mariku quickly caught Ryou's wrist and tried dragging him away from his brother, "I love you… you should tell me these things."
"It's in the past anyway," Ryou shrugged slightly, not really liking getting pulled back and forward between the two Egyptians.
"I'm your boyfriend," Mariku hugged Ryou's arm leaning back with all his weight seeing as if his brother was winning the tug a war, "I want to help you, but you have to let me," Mariku growled stumbling back as Rishid just stopped and he lost his grip slightly.
"What did you just say?" Rishid asked quietly.
"What. Ryou's my boyfriend and we love each other very muchly brother," Mariku sneered teasingly to his brother still hugging onto Ryou's arms, poking out his tongue childishly.
"Ryou," Rishid looked at the prince who merely blushed with embarrassment. Rishid growled angrily pulling Ryou away from Mariku completely, "you have a duty to the kingdom Ryou! You can't just run off with my bloody brother! You've known since Bakura left that you had no choice in who you marry and it will not be my brother! You are a boy Ryou and in such should be with a girl! It is wrong… I thought we discussed this."
"It doesn't feel wrong to me," Ryou sniffed, "I love him Rishid-kun. I don't care if he's a he or a she. I don't care that I have a line of suitors and my father has made it very clear he will chose one for me. I don't care about my duties. I failed every test my father ever laid out for me. I'm not the prince he wants and you know it," Ryou clutched his eyes closed as Rishid's palm flung across his cheek. He raised his free pale hand to the reddening area.
"Young master I am sorry but you have a duty to our kingdom and yes that means you don't always get your way in life," Rishid said simply, "you will be our ruler some day and then I shall follow your rule, but until then your father is the one I listen to and him alone."
"I want Isis-chan," Ryou sniffed, he wanted a hug from Mariku's sister.
"Isis-chan can see you in the castle tomorrow my prince," Rishid said simply.
"I don't want to go," Ryou shook his head, he knew it sounded childish and bratty but he didn't want to go. "I want to stay with Mariku… please?"
"No," Rishid shook his head, "you are going home. This conversation is over."
"Please," Ryou teared, "he will hurt me Rishid-kun! You know he will! Please listen to me!" he let himself be dragged through the town, begging Rishid to stop. "You know he's going to beat me again! He'll chain me! He'll hurt me… over and over," Ryou sobbed, he had been trying not to cry before when his new or old friends were watching. Did they still want to be his friends. Or was he going to be rejected by the rebels as well. They all knew who he was now. They knew the true him. "Why do I have to suffer for my kingdom!"
"For all your subjects," Rishid said simply walking through the quieter streets of the town.
"He's going to hurt me," Ryou sniffed, "and you know it. Don't you care. He hates me so much Rishid-kun," he teared, "he hates me so much it hurts please don't let him hurt me again. I want to go home."
"I'm taking you home," Rishid walked slowly through the quiet streets.
"No… my new home," Ryou sniffed, "with your brothers and my brother, my new friends," he rubbed his eyes in agitation, his head was swirling slightly and hurting. He could hear a voice telling him to stop fighting him. Akefia maybe. "He's going to hurt me. He will whip me again. Don't you know what that feels like."
"I do," Rishid said quietly, "but my problem is dead…"
"It's going to hurt! You know! He will hurt me! Over and Over!" Ryou protested, "he will watch me suffer! and laugh!"
Rishid chose not to respond to his young master's pleas any longer. He sighed walking silently through the kingdom and towards the the gates of the kingdom and explaining to the door man. They nodded before letting him in quietly. He glanced at Ryou who had gone dead silent except for the quivering sobs escaping his pale lips and his slightly uneven breathing. "I am sorry Ryou," Rishid sighed standing just outside the palace, "I know what you say is true, but our kingdom needs their future leader and that is you. Someday when you're grown up you may understand all the pain you've gone through is for your subjects, the wellbeing of hundreds. I promise it won't hurt for ever."
"Why can't it be someone else," Ryou whispered, "I want to quit. Live normal, I always have. You know that."
"I know," Rishid sighed opening the big wooden doors, "we will clean you up a bit before we present you to your father. He doesn't know you're here yet. Come on, I will help you wash."
Ryou bit his lip slightly but it wasn't like he had much choice in the matter as the doors closed behind him and the Egyptian man lead him through his old home. "I can wash myself," he whispered hopelessly as Rishid removed the cuff still on his wrist and then his shirt. He sighed choosing to drown out Rishid as he started the cold water, trying to get it warmer. He decided to instead listen to the voice ringing through his head. 'Ryou! Yanushi! listen to me! Let me help you! I can make them all disappear~ That's what you want correct? Everyones going to reject you and hurt you host~ Just let me make them disappear for you…' Ryou growled slightly clutching his right wrist with his left hand trying to stop Akefia from possessing him. 'Please host~ You'll be happy if you just give me control for a little while~ I'll take you to Mariku?' the spirit offered, 'you will NEVER have to worry about your father again~ Or this palace~'
"No," Ryou snapped angrily to the spirit gaining a weird stare from Rishid who was currently washing his snow white hair, "um… that was for Akefia," he moaned letting his face heat up to an embarrassed red colour realising Rishid probably didn't even know who Akefia was. Rishid merely glanced at the pendant hanging around Ryou's neck before he started to dry the boy off carefully. He sighed slowly leading Ryou to get some more clothes.
"Is there anything you wanted to wear young master."
"Um… My black t-shirt again," Ryou sniffed quietly, "just black please. Rishid it's not fair."
"Shhh," Rishid sighed finding Ryou's clothes and handing them to the teen who quickly changed into them, "come on, we'll go to your room first. Then we will see your father."
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Thankyou for reading…
I'm Really Lazy… I probably could of finished this story months ago… I'm sorry hopefully I'll get it done soon! Hmmm… I'll try…
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