Me: Hello all! This is not definately shiped yet. It might end up as a yaio, but most likely not.
Seto: Ohh! Yay! Am I part of it? I mean... eww....
Yami: *sweatdrop*
Seto: *fiddles with collar*
Yami: Who exactly did you want to be paired with?
Me: *watching with amusment*
Seto: *suggestively looks at Yami*
Yami: *slowly backs away* I've got to be going...
Me: *uses her specialful authoress powers and magneticticly charges them together*
Yami and Seto: HELP!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of the Yu-Gi-Oh! characters mentioned in this fic.
A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
Chapter 1: The Plauge
"Draw my bath! With lots of oils and fragrences," the young Pharoh demanded.
"Yes, my Pharoh. Right away, my Pharoh," his cowardly slave said, running to fix the bath.
Yami slowly followed. Two more of his indentured slaves appeared at his side when he reached the majestic bathroom, to prepare him for his bath. Yami stepped into the enormous bath, and felt the warm water consume him. He inhaled the numorous fragrences, and thought, 'life is good'.
Right then one of his advisors broke through the door.
"Can't you see I am occupied?! Leave at once!" Yami cired out.
Nehkt, the advisor who had just entered, quickly turned to the door. But halfway out he said, "I just thought you might want to know that there is a plauge spreading in the castle."
"WHAT?!" Yami quickly stood up and several slaves ran to dry him off, and dress him in his clothes and jewelry.
"The High Priest is dead. You must leave the castle at once,but be secretive. If someone were to find out that the Pharoh wasn't present in his kingdom, it might trigger an attack on our regime."
The Pharoh regained his composure. After his initial shock he was usally known to handle things with confidence and grace. "What shall I do?"
"You will have to keep a low profile for awhile. We advise you to accomedate yourself at the home of a peasent, for maybe... a week or so...." He added quickly.
'My high priest is dead, and I'm going to have to sleep in the house of a... a plebian.'
"Where will I be staying?"
Nehkt looked uneasy, "We're not quite sure...."
"You mean I'm to go around like a begger?!"
"Consider the alternative."
Yami went to his room and started to gather his many belongings.
"What are you standing there for?! Help me pack!"
"You can't bring all of that! You're going to be posing as a begger."
Yami cursed himself for his foolishness, "Well, I can be a rich... begger.... What am I to wear?"
"We have packed a bag for you," Nehkt said, handing Yami a bag, "Most of the castle will also be clearing out, but DO NOT tell ANYONE that you're Pharoh. You don't want one of your enemies finding out that you're not at the castle."
Yami rolled his eyes, "I am NOT fully incompent. I understand." Yami said, articulating the last word.
~*~
About five minutes later, Yami was heading out of the castle. As he was walking out he saw someone- or something- flash by. It looked like... a... naked slave.... He shook the thought from head, and headed out the door.
TBC..
Sorry for the increadably short chapter. I'll make up for it by posting two chapters at once :). Hope you liked it! Now, make us all happy and review. Well... actually just me... but still... And the prettyful typing of the story was by bookwrm13.l Go read her story its good :) And if there's any misspellings... blame it on her.
bw13: I'm a smart person and if anything's spelled wrong... it's because Arian told me to spell it that way...
Me: Hey!
bw13: Mwa ha ha ha! Au revior! For now... *cue evil maniac music*
Me: Alrighty then... off to get hyped off chocolate ice cream and coke!
Seto: Ohh! Yay! Am I part of it? I mean... eww....
Yami: *sweatdrop*
Seto: *fiddles with collar*
Yami: Who exactly did you want to be paired with?
Me: *watching with amusment*
Seto: *suggestively looks at Yami*
Yami: *slowly backs away* I've got to be going...
Me: *uses her specialful authoress powers and magneticticly charges them together*
Yami and Seto: HELP!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of the Yu-Gi-Oh! characters mentioned in this fic.
A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
Chapter 1: The Plauge
"Draw my bath! With lots of oils and fragrences," the young Pharoh demanded.
"Yes, my Pharoh. Right away, my Pharoh," his cowardly slave said, running to fix the bath.
Yami slowly followed. Two more of his indentured slaves appeared at his side when he reached the majestic bathroom, to prepare him for his bath. Yami stepped into the enormous bath, and felt the warm water consume him. He inhaled the numorous fragrences, and thought, 'life is good'.
Right then one of his advisors broke through the door.
"Can't you see I am occupied?! Leave at once!" Yami cired out.
Nehkt, the advisor who had just entered, quickly turned to the door. But halfway out he said, "I just thought you might want to know that there is a plauge spreading in the castle."
"WHAT?!" Yami quickly stood up and several slaves ran to dry him off, and dress him in his clothes and jewelry.
"The High Priest is dead. You must leave the castle at once,but be secretive. If someone were to find out that the Pharoh wasn't present in his kingdom, it might trigger an attack on our regime."
The Pharoh regained his composure. After his initial shock he was usally known to handle things with confidence and grace. "What shall I do?"
"You will have to keep a low profile for awhile. We advise you to accomedate yourself at the home of a peasent, for maybe... a week or so...." He added quickly.
'My high priest is dead, and I'm going to have to sleep in the house of a... a plebian.'
"Where will I be staying?"
Nehkt looked uneasy, "We're not quite sure...."
"You mean I'm to go around like a begger?!"
"Consider the alternative."
Yami went to his room and started to gather his many belongings.
"What are you standing there for?! Help me pack!"
"You can't bring all of that! You're going to be posing as a begger."
Yami cursed himself for his foolishness, "Well, I can be a rich... begger.... What am I to wear?"
"We have packed a bag for you," Nehkt said, handing Yami a bag, "Most of the castle will also be clearing out, but DO NOT tell ANYONE that you're Pharoh. You don't want one of your enemies finding out that you're not at the castle."
Yami rolled his eyes, "I am NOT fully incompent. I understand." Yami said, articulating the last word.
~*~
About five minutes later, Yami was heading out of the castle. As he was walking out he saw someone- or something- flash by. It looked like... a... naked slave.... He shook the thought from head, and headed out the door.
TBC..
Sorry for the increadably short chapter. I'll make up for it by posting two chapters at once :). Hope you liked it! Now, make us all happy and review. Well... actually just me... but still... And the prettyful typing of the story was by bookwrm13.l Go read her story its good :) And if there's any misspellings... blame it on her.
bw13: I'm a smart person and if anything's spelled wrong... it's because Arian told me to spell it that way...
Me: Hey!
bw13: Mwa ha ha ha! Au revior! For now... *cue evil maniac music*
Me: Alrighty then... off to get hyped off chocolate ice cream and coke!