Sephiroth looked at the Pharaoh in shock. Personal slave? He wouldn't even
be his personal assistant! He was supposed to be killed for his defiance;
not become a slave.
" Personal slave?! Personal slave?!! You must be out of your PERSONAL mind!" He snapped; thrashing as the guards held him.
" My decision is final. Take him away!" Yagami ordered.
He was yanked away before he could fire another retort. Taken away to be cleaned and dressed in proper personal slave attire.
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Yagami smirked as he returned to his throne. He had seen the anger and distaste in those beautiful blue eyes. That was his desired reaction. This slave would certainly be entertainment if nothing else.
" Sire?"
Frowning at the broken train of thought of his new slave, he turned to who requested his attention.
" What is it?" He asked; his disinterest clear.
" The matter of your bride sire. The girls are still waiting." His advisor said.
" Oh yes." He said smiling evilly.
Yagami stood and walked down to the girls. They all stood in white robes and held bouquets for immediate marriage. They all looked on expectantly as he paced in front of them; shooting some a sly smile and winking at others. They all thought they would be chosen as his bride.
" You're all very...unique. And special in your own way, but...." He trailed.
This was it, they all thought. He was going to announce whom he chose. One of them would be an empress that day and be married to the striking Yagami.
" -None of you peak my interest and I don't want any of you. So while I still have my eye sight, leave." He ordered turning away from them and heading to his quarters.
He smirked as he heard some of the girls start to cry and curse him. Others were just in shock as they were being escorted out by the guards. He knew it was mean, but he had to have his fun somewhere other than in Duels right?
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" Get off me!! I've washed my self for 17 years, I don't need help now!!"
Sephiroth threw things and yelled at the females assigned to help him prepare. As if he'd never taken a bath before. They screamed and ran out of the room; ducking various projectiles aimed at their heads.
" And don't come back!!" He yelled after them.
Sephiroth bitterly proceeded with his bath. He was dirty after all. Heaven forbid he offends the Pharaoh with his odor from the trek to the palace. If they didn't want him to stink then they should of let him ride the horses instead of make him run behind them.
" Kuso. I've only been here a day and I already hate it." He said to himself.
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Pharaoh Yagami sat on the end of his bed thumbing through his deck for the third time in the short hour he'd been there. He was trying anything to get the new slave out of his mind. But he could not. All his thoughts had been centered on the blue-eyed newcomer.
No one had ever defied him that way. He had actually spit in HIS face. HIS face! HIS face!! He was the Pharaoh and he SPIT in HIS FACE!!
Angrily, he threw his deck against the wall. One of his many servants went to gather the cards that scattered on impact. He was upset but bemused by this boy. He held no fear in what he could do to him. He seemed not to care at all.
And this was very interesting to him. It was something about his eyes. Those beautiful blue orbs that pierced his calm demeanor and riled him with their taunting gaze. No body got under his skin like that. He hadn't known the boy for 5 minutes and he angered him twice.
No one did that to him. Not even his opponents in Duel Monsters. He was the taunting one. He was the one that could irritate with a simple barb. Now all of sudden he was the one being played with. Well, he'd change that, quick, fast and in a hurry.
" Is he ready yet?" He asked one of the guards at his door.
" He should be sire. Would you like me to check?" He asked.
" No, just stand there like the idiot you are. Of course I want you to go check!!" He yelled.
The guard bowed and quickly left. Yagami sighed. Muscle head, he thought in reference to the guard. He didn't exactly want intelligent guards. Intelligent guards got ideas. And he didn't want them getting any ideas. But he was seriously rethinking that whole theory that smart guards was bad.
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Sephiroth scowled at the new clothes he wore. He wasn't even completely dry when they threw the clothes at him. He didn't like them at all. He wore a white shorts/whatever you want to call it around his waist and gold band around his head. He was already pushing it with the slave clothes and simply refused to wear the slave headgear. It was hot outside and he wasn't gonna sweat to death.
" I hate these clothes. I hate this palace. I hate that Pharaoh. I hate slavery and I hate my life!" He cried.
A royal guard walked in and tapped Sephiroth on the shoulder.
" Hey!!" He cried jumping back and taking a defensive stance," Don't ever do that to me again!! That's how you get a broken nose!"
" Sorry. His majesty would like to see you." He said.
" Well, I don't want to see him. Tell him to go jump in the Nile." He said crossing his arms.
" Shut up and come on!" He ordered taking him by the arm and yanking him along.
" Oh no you didn't." Sephiroth said in shock that he'd grab him.
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Yagami paced around his room impatiently. He wanted to see his new slave. It was killing him; waiting for him to walk in and those blue eyes to pin him again. Nothing he wanted more than to look into those beautiful eyes.
* Stop it. * He chided himself.
As he was shaking his head to clear the thoughts, his guard returned; shoving the new slave in. He seemed irritated with the guard and a scowl marred his gorgeous features. And water droplets clung to his well-chiseled chest and slid down his washboard abs. His white whatever-ya-call-it was hanging low on his hips. Yagami couldn't shut his mouth at the sight.
" Stop that. You look like a fish." He said.
Yagami shut his mouth. He didn't know why he listened to him, but he did. The way he looked was just absolutely delicious. He licked his dry lips and cleared his throat. He couldn't let that happen again. That was three times he'd broken his demeanor. He hoped he could control himself after this. Deciding to test himself, he looked at the slave again.
" Yummy." He breathed.
" Excuse me? Did you say something?" The salve asked.
" Wha? No, I didn't." He said quickly.
Yagami bit his lip and looked away. Maybe this was going to be a little bit harder than he originally thought.
" Personal slave?! Personal slave?!! You must be out of your PERSONAL mind!" He snapped; thrashing as the guards held him.
" My decision is final. Take him away!" Yagami ordered.
He was yanked away before he could fire another retort. Taken away to be cleaned and dressed in proper personal slave attire.
*****************
Yagami smirked as he returned to his throne. He had seen the anger and distaste in those beautiful blue eyes. That was his desired reaction. This slave would certainly be entertainment if nothing else.
" Sire?"
Frowning at the broken train of thought of his new slave, he turned to who requested his attention.
" What is it?" He asked; his disinterest clear.
" The matter of your bride sire. The girls are still waiting." His advisor said.
" Oh yes." He said smiling evilly.
Yagami stood and walked down to the girls. They all stood in white robes and held bouquets for immediate marriage. They all looked on expectantly as he paced in front of them; shooting some a sly smile and winking at others. They all thought they would be chosen as his bride.
" You're all very...unique. And special in your own way, but...." He trailed.
This was it, they all thought. He was going to announce whom he chose. One of them would be an empress that day and be married to the striking Yagami.
" -None of you peak my interest and I don't want any of you. So while I still have my eye sight, leave." He ordered turning away from them and heading to his quarters.
He smirked as he heard some of the girls start to cry and curse him. Others were just in shock as they were being escorted out by the guards. He knew it was mean, but he had to have his fun somewhere other than in Duels right?
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" Get off me!! I've washed my self for 17 years, I don't need help now!!"
Sephiroth threw things and yelled at the females assigned to help him prepare. As if he'd never taken a bath before. They screamed and ran out of the room; ducking various projectiles aimed at their heads.
" And don't come back!!" He yelled after them.
Sephiroth bitterly proceeded with his bath. He was dirty after all. Heaven forbid he offends the Pharaoh with his odor from the trek to the palace. If they didn't want him to stink then they should of let him ride the horses instead of make him run behind them.
" Kuso. I've only been here a day and I already hate it." He said to himself.
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Pharaoh Yagami sat on the end of his bed thumbing through his deck for the third time in the short hour he'd been there. He was trying anything to get the new slave out of his mind. But he could not. All his thoughts had been centered on the blue-eyed newcomer.
No one had ever defied him that way. He had actually spit in HIS face. HIS face! HIS face!! He was the Pharaoh and he SPIT in HIS FACE!!
Angrily, he threw his deck against the wall. One of his many servants went to gather the cards that scattered on impact. He was upset but bemused by this boy. He held no fear in what he could do to him. He seemed not to care at all.
And this was very interesting to him. It was something about his eyes. Those beautiful blue orbs that pierced his calm demeanor and riled him with their taunting gaze. No body got under his skin like that. He hadn't known the boy for 5 minutes and he angered him twice.
No one did that to him. Not even his opponents in Duel Monsters. He was the taunting one. He was the one that could irritate with a simple barb. Now all of sudden he was the one being played with. Well, he'd change that, quick, fast and in a hurry.
" Is he ready yet?" He asked one of the guards at his door.
" He should be sire. Would you like me to check?" He asked.
" No, just stand there like the idiot you are. Of course I want you to go check!!" He yelled.
The guard bowed and quickly left. Yagami sighed. Muscle head, he thought in reference to the guard. He didn't exactly want intelligent guards. Intelligent guards got ideas. And he didn't want them getting any ideas. But he was seriously rethinking that whole theory that smart guards was bad.
***************
Sephiroth scowled at the new clothes he wore. He wasn't even completely dry when they threw the clothes at him. He didn't like them at all. He wore a white shorts/whatever you want to call it around his waist and gold band around his head. He was already pushing it with the slave clothes and simply refused to wear the slave headgear. It was hot outside and he wasn't gonna sweat to death.
" I hate these clothes. I hate this palace. I hate that Pharaoh. I hate slavery and I hate my life!" He cried.
A royal guard walked in and tapped Sephiroth on the shoulder.
" Hey!!" He cried jumping back and taking a defensive stance," Don't ever do that to me again!! That's how you get a broken nose!"
" Sorry. His majesty would like to see you." He said.
" Well, I don't want to see him. Tell him to go jump in the Nile." He said crossing his arms.
" Shut up and come on!" He ordered taking him by the arm and yanking him along.
" Oh no you didn't." Sephiroth said in shock that he'd grab him.
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Yagami paced around his room impatiently. He wanted to see his new slave. It was killing him; waiting for him to walk in and those blue eyes to pin him again. Nothing he wanted more than to look into those beautiful eyes.
* Stop it. * He chided himself.
As he was shaking his head to clear the thoughts, his guard returned; shoving the new slave in. He seemed irritated with the guard and a scowl marred his gorgeous features. And water droplets clung to his well-chiseled chest and slid down his washboard abs. His white whatever-ya-call-it was hanging low on his hips. Yagami couldn't shut his mouth at the sight.
" Stop that. You look like a fish." He said.
Yagami shut his mouth. He didn't know why he listened to him, but he did. The way he looked was just absolutely delicious. He licked his dry lips and cleared his throat. He couldn't let that happen again. That was three times he'd broken his demeanor. He hoped he could control himself after this. Deciding to test himself, he looked at the slave again.
" Yummy." He breathed.
" Excuse me? Did you say something?" The salve asked.
" Wha? No, I didn't." He said quickly.
Yagami bit his lip and looked away. Maybe this was going to be a little bit harder than he originally thought.