He knew what she meant. She meant that he was going to be raped and there was nothing he could do about it. He just sat on the gold, scarlet and marine blue silks that adorned four-poster bed. He let the tears run in rivers down his beautiful face. He didn't want to admit it but he was scared. Far more then when his life had been turned upside down when his parents had died and he had been left with his grandpa. Then all he could do was cry.because In an instant he could be dead. He didn't want to think about what the pharaoh could or would do. He didn't want to think about the different tortures and ways of abusing he could try. He turned his face from hers and gave a strangled sob. He felt something in his hair. He turned to the side and saw Misoho pulling a brush slowly through his hair. She loved the way the jet-black turned to scarlet and his gold colored bangs that hung in his face.

"So dear I'm sorry you have to go through this but Ryou was the same. When he first came he couldn't stop crying. Yami had got him for Seto's birthday. After a few hours however Ryou came down here and told me Seto wasn't going to hurt him and if he did he had his official permission to leave. So he trusted him and you see how close they have become. Seto never used to smile and now he's become twice as nice. I think it did them both some good," the last part she seemed to be fighting the urge to giggle.

Yugi felt something being placed in his hair.

"What are you doing?" he asked seeming slightly worried. But he kept his voice calm apart from the fact that his voice was choked with tears, He seemed perfectly calm.

"I'm making you look nice for Yami. He won't hurt you as mush with these adorning your body. But I have a good feeling about you. I know you'll get him to see reason. Please don't think of it as destiny think of it as reason."

Yugi turned his tear-streaked face to her. He felt her warm comforting hand brush against the pools that had collected on his angelic face.