A/n: Man, this story has come a long way. Here I thought it wouldn't get more than like 20 reviews. Now it has 120 reviews. I honestly didn't plan for this. And I wrote it all in one sitting ^_^. Now then, thanks to all that reviewed. This stories going to end in a few more chapters. I've got other yummy Seto/Yami ideas.....^_^









Sephiroth stood nervously next to Yagami as his guards were going to find the old High Priest. He still didn't think he could be the great a High Priest. He did find out that Yagami knew a lot about Shadow Magic. All the things he suddenly knew were amazing.

He was about to go over the elemental spells once again, but the Pharaoh yanked him from his thoughts roughly.

" Hey!!"

And right into his lap. Yagami grinned down at him. He always felt bigger than Sephiroth when he was in his throne chair. And right now, he had gone too long without his sweet taste.

" Yagami, you can't be serious. Your guards could come in here at any minute."

" They know to knock first. Besides, my kingdom, my rules."

Sephiroth rolled his eyes. But he knew it was useless to try and talk him out of it. Yagami was insatiable when it came to him. Alas, he could do nothing but offer his mouth up to him.

Yagami greedily took the slightly parted lips as his own. How he loved Sephiroth's taste. He was so hot and spicy and at the same time still very sweet it was positively addicting.

Sephiroth bit back a groan as Yagami's tongue traced his lips; seeking entrance. His eyelids fluttered as his eyes rolled into his head as Yagami suckled on his bottom lip. That was enough to yield him entrance to his forbidden bliss.

Yagami groaned once he finally tasted Sephiroth sweetness. Oh how he loved this... Ra, was this what this what they call ecstasy? Yagami was falling deeper and deeper in love with him. He was chaste perfection; unsoiled exquisiteness.

Sephiroth was trying to seem like he wasn't enjoying it, but he really was. His cheeks flushed heavily at the thought of what might come of this and what would happen if the guards came in?

This apparently hadn't occurred to Yagami, as he was tugging violently at his blue garments. He growled as the attire would not give. As he was about to rip it off, hands stopped him.

" Oh no. Forget it. Not here. No freakin' way." Sephiroth pushed him away.

Yagami pouted. He really wanted to take him here. He couldn't count the nights he had to rush to the bath from dreams of ravishing his High Priest on the throne. Oh the dreams were so vivid....

*Oh dear, it is becoming quite uncomfortable sitting here.* Yagami thought worriedly.

" Let me up. The guards are here."

" Wha?" Yagami had not been paying attention to him." What did you say?"

" I say let me up! I hear the guards!"

Yagami released him and let him stand. Sephiroth straightened his clothing and waited for the guards to enter with the ex-High Priest.

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" You called your majesty?" Pegaseth kneeled in front of him obediently.

" Yes Pegaseth. It has occurred to me that your activities as a High Priest have been lacking. The destruction of the Temple of Bastet is proof of that. So I called you here to inform you that your duties are relieved." Yagami waved his hand nonchalantly.

" WHAT?!!!!" Pegaseth fell over in shock. He couldn't believe it. He was being replaced?!! He wasn't qualified to do anything else!! And who could possibly be better than him? That scrawny slave he had a crush on.

" Uh, but sire, who would be more eligible to be my replacement?"

" I'm glad you asked. That would be Sephiroth." Yagami gestured to him leisurely.

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Sephiroth shifted uneasily as all the attention was put on him. The ex-High Priest looked at him and glared. He glared right on back at him. It wasn't his fault. If he wanted to be mad at someone he should mad at Yagami. He's the one who made the decision not him. He didn't ask for this title. It was shoved down his throat with the Pharaoh's tongue in tow.

" Are you sure he is the best for the job sire?" Pegaseth still kept his eyes on him.

" Are you doubting my judgment?"

" Not necessarily. Merely his abilities."

" Very well. Sephiroth, take us all to the Shadow Realm."

Sephiroth almost choked on his own spit. He wanted him to take them to the Shadow Realm?! He didn't know what that was; let alone how to get there. He was scared now. If that man proved he wasn't competent, would that mean he couldn't stay with the Pharaoh? Would he be killed?

/ Sephiroth, is something wrong? /

/ Yagami, I don't think I can do this. I don't know how to get to the Shadow Realm! Why did you tell him that?! Do you realize what kind of trouble I could get into being the High Priest with no aptitude?!! Why don't you just execute me now and save me the trouble?!!/

/ Calm down love. Have you so quickly forgotten your bond with me? It is taken care of. I would never do anything to hurt you koi. You know that. And as far as my reasons for telling him that, I know you can do it. Trust me Sephiroth. I may not be the smartest man alive, but I know what I was doing when I chose you./

/ You think I can do this? I'm glad one of us does. Well, here goes./

Sephiroth stepped down from his place right next to Yagami and stood in front of both him and Pegaseth; who had resumed his position. He smirked down at him in anticipation. He wanted him to fail. Well, he'd show him just who wasn't eligible for priesthood.

Sephiroth raised his hands out on either side of himself. The spell was right in front of his mental eyes. Before he knew it, he was spouting words in a language time forgot fluidly.

In no time at all, the world around them began to dissipate into a black void. Animal roars and snarls from a few humanoid mouths confirmed it. They were in the Shadow Realm.

But Sephiroth couldn't hold it. All of them were too much to keep there. He had to return to the Light Realm or he might pass out.

Once they were back, he put his arms down and panted a little. It was good to get that strain of his shoulders. He rubbed them absentmindedly as he approached Yagami and Pegaseth.

" Excuse me Pegaseth. You're in MY seat."

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Kimoth recognized the mood his master was in now. He had returned from his meeting with the Pharaoh mad as a scarab beetle in the beak of a bird. He didn't dare ask what it was that was making him so mad.

He was pacing now. He had been for the past hour or so. Just going from one side of the room to the other with Egyptian curses along the way.

" Kimoth!!"

He snapped to attention." Uh, sir?"

" I have been relieved of my duties as the High Priest. Do you know who has replaced me?"

" Uh, another High Priest?"

" You're an idiot. That little slaveslut that he walks around with. Now I don't know how he got Shadow Magic so fast or knows how to use it, but that means I'm out of power!! And it's his and that Pharaoh's entire fault!! So do you know what we're going to do?"

" Um, move out of the palace and live out our lives as farmers?"

" No you imbecile!! Prepare for the death of the Pharaoh!"

" Why, is he sick?"

Pegaseth growled loudly and moved to strangle him, but stopped short and placed his hand over his face sighing.

" Listen carefully Kimoth and try to remember for more than one fall of Ra? We're going to kill him. And Sephiroth too."