Disclaimer: Blah, blah, blah. I don't own it, and you know it! (Hey, that rhymes!) Oh, I don't remember if Seto had an Egyptian name, so I gave him the name Dakket. If someone knows his Egyptian name, please email me and tell me so I can change it! Thank-you!

Secrets of Yesterday

'Ishtar! Is that you over there?' called a young man with startling blue eyes that were as cold as a winter's day, 'What are you doing here in the palace?' Ishtar came from his hiding spot and bowed to the blue-eyed youth before him, even though they were the same age, they were not of the same rank.

'Hello, Son of the High Priest,' Ishtar said kindly, 'I was looking for his highness, Prince Yami. Have you seen him by chance?'

'What would the Prince of Egypt want with the likes of you? He has more important things to do than to be around your flesh all day,' replied the High Priest's son coldly. Ishtar narrowed his eyes at the other youth, and suddenly, the High Priest's son gave him a back hand to the face.

'Think twice before you look at me like that again!' he cried and hit him savagely, knocking poor Ishtar to the ground. Ishtar looked up at the teen in fear, holding his cheek in his hand, wondering if he was going to beat him again for just falling to the ground. The High Priest's son lifted Ishtar to his feet and then kissed him on the mouth in a hostile manner. Ishtar pushed against him, but the other boy was too strong for him, pulling him closer so that their bodies touched completely, his hand traveling over the surface of his muscular body.

'Dakket! What in Ra's name are you doing?' called an imperious voice from the end of the hall. Dakket pulled away from Ishtar and grabbed him by the collar, pushing him before him.

'I found this boy sneaking around the halls, your highness,' Dakket lied, 'And I was teaching him a lesson for being here.' Yami looked at Ishtar with a cool expression on his face and Ishtar paled, wondering what was going to happen to him now.

'Leave him to me Dakket,' Yami said, 'I will deal with him myself. My sister is looking for you, she said that she needed to discuss her work with you, so I suggest that you go to her. Nerfertidy does not like to be kept waiting.'

'Of course,' Dakket replied with a bow, 'However, are you sure that you do not want me to…?'

'I said go Dakket,' Yami growled angrily at him, 'I do not like to repeat myself.' Dakket bowed again, and disappeared down the hall. As soon as Dakket was gone from sight, Yami turned to Ishtar and pulled him into an embrace, crushing the other to his body.

'Ah gods,' Yami said sadly, 'What did he do to you Ishtar?' Ishtar shook his head at Yami, and only smiled at him.

'Don't worry yourself over me Yami,' he said, smiling through bruised lips, 'As long as you are with me, Dakket will never be able to hurt me.' Yami looked at his love and gently ran his finger tip down the side of his face, causing a sigh to escape Ishtar's lips. He pulled him closer and kissed his lips gently, smoothing them with the tip of his tongue and then plundering Ishtar's inner sweetness. They pulled apart and looked at each other.

'And now,' Yami said, pulling Ishtar towards his chambers, 'I will attend to your punishment.' Ishtar laughed as Yami locked his chamber doors and pushed him gently onto his bed.

***

Yami awoke with a start and a groan as the vision/dream he was having ended on the point of ecstasy. His eyes were half closed and his body demanded that he go back to his dream state so that he may experience love-making with Ishtar. Yami was about to give into that demand, when he suddenly sat up in alarm and looked out the window. A portion of the dream came back to him, and his eyes widened in shock. 'My sister is looking for you, she said that she needed to discuss her work with you, so I suggest that you go to her. Nerfertidy does not like to be kept waiting.'

Yami had said those words to Dakket, who obviously was the High Priest's son, and Nerfertidy was his sister. However, in this day and age, Nerfertidy had turned to Jade. Jade was the reincarnation of Yami's sister Nerfertidy, and Yami leaned back in his chair with a sigh.

"So," he muttered to himself, "I have a sister. Perhaps we will be able to learn more at the museum today."

"Huh? What did you say Yami?" asked Yugi as he stepped out of the bathroom, toweling his long hair dry.

"What are you doing out of bed?" asked Yami as he went over to Yugi, placing his cool hands onto Yugi's hot face, "I thought I told you to stay in bed. Especially since you fell off that motorcycle of yours and bruised yourself. Good thing you were wearing that helmet." Yugi smiled at Yami and took his hands within his own, looking deep into Yami's eyes.

"Yes I suppose that the helmet was a good idea," Yugi replied, "But I can't stay around in bed all day and not move. I have to train you know, and I have to do my project with Seto."

"You don't remember?"

"Remember what Yami?"

"Last night, you finished the project and had your accident when you were coming home from Seto's. It was pretty late in the evening when you fell off the bike from sleep exhaustion."

"Oh…wait. I think I do remember taking pictures of the constellation, but everything else after that is a blank."

"It is alright Yugi my aibou. Well, hurry up and get dressed. We have to go to the museum in an hour and a half, so I will make you something to eat."

Yami turned to head towards the kitchen, but Yugi stopped him by pulling him back into his embrace. Yami looked down at the youth, who was only an inch or two shorter than him, with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Is Grandpa downstairs in the shop?" asked Yugi, running his fingertips along Yami's chest softly. Yami swallowed hard and nodded his head, and Yugi smiled at him. He pulled Yami's head down and he kissed him on the lips, running his tongue against the tender flesh. Yami moaned and opened his mouth to allow Yugi entrance to his inner treasures. Yugi gently coaxed Yami towards his bed, pinning him down into the mattress with his kisses, his hands burying themselves into that spiked, crimson, gold hair. Yami flipped Yugi over onto his back, and began to kiss along the cord of his neck, making Yugi shudder in pleasure.

"Hmm," Yugi moaned, "Yami, I want you so badly."

Yami smiled against Yugi's bare chest and licked at his nipple, while his thumb and forefinger caught the other and began to massage it gently. Yugi threw back his head and moaned loudly as Yami nipped at his flesh, changing his spot for the other. Yugi pulled the Pharaoh closer to his body, urging him to continue when he stopped his tormenting ways. Yami smiled at the youth, who had his eyes closed, and ran his tongue down Yugi's muscular abdomen, using his tongue to make love to Yugi's navel. He continued southward, but then stopped when he reached the top of the towel that hid Yugi from his sight.

"This," Yami said as he grabbed the towel and ripped it off of him, "Has to go." Yugi shuddered at the sudden cool air that encased his lower body and laughed, but his laugh turned to a groan when Yami licked the tip of his manhood. Yugi bucked beneath Yami when Yami blew gently onto him, a moan escaping his lips.

"Do you like that Yugi?" asked Yami as he lowered his head and repeated the process.

"A-ah! Y-Yami, g-gods! D-don't s-stop, p-please!" Yugi cried out as Yami took Yugi's entire length into his mouth, and began to rhythmic movements that caused Yugi's senses to cry out in pleasure. Yami relished how Yugi cried out his name in ecstasy as he came into his waiting mouth. Yami swallowed Yugi's essence and raised his head to Yugi's lips, kissing him feverishly. Yugi raised his arms and wrapped them around Yami's neck, pulling him closer to his warm body, and wrapping his legs around him.

"Yami," Yugi panted when they pulled apart and Yami began to nibble his earlobe, making it hard to concentrate, "Yami, you have to remove some things as well."

"Yugi," said Yami as he pulled away and began to unbutton his shirt, "Are you sure that you are ready for this?"

"Yes I am," he replied and, reaching up to him, unbuckled Yami's belt and undid the zipper, "I want you now Yami." That was all Yami needed to hear and the rest of his clothing seemed to disappear instantly. Yami reached into the nightstand by the bed and pulled out a tube of lubricant, and lathered his fingers with it. He kneeled between Yugi's legs and gently encircled his entrance, and then inserted his finger, making Yugi cry out in pleasure and pain. Yami bit his lip, wondering if he should continue, when Yugi pushed his hand closer to him. Yami blinked as Yugi smiled at him, and Yami inserted another digit into Yugi. Yugi closed his eyes as Yami added a third finger and moaned loudly as Yami moved his hand against him, causing pleasure to course through his veins. Judging the way Yugi was reacting to him, Yami lathered his erect phallus with the lubricant, and pulled his hand away. Yugi whimpered at the sudden neglect and he looked at Yami. Yami moved Yugi's legs gently farther apart, and pushed the tip of his phallus into Yugi's entrance.

"Yugi," Yami said through clenched teeth, "This will hurt you."

"Yami, please," he whispered, "I want this."

Yami nodded his head and buried himself to the hilt inside of Yugi. By the gods!' Yami thought to himself, Even though Seto had him, he still so tight!' Yugi arched his back at the sudden pain, and he clenched his teeth against it. Yami shifted them so that he was resting against the headboard and Yugi was on top, and he began to kiss his chest. Yugi sighed, relaxing his body as he adjusted to Yami, and felt the delicious sensations course through him. Yugi moved on top of Yami, making the Pharaoh moan in delight. He kissed his flesh, ran his tongue along Yugi's nipple and caught it between his teeth, sucking on it hard. Yugi clutched at Yami's shoulders and threw his head back as Yami hit the prostate and he cried out.

"Ah gods! Yami, YAMI!" Yami pushed Yugi onto his back and thrust into him, delving deeper than before, hitting that bundle of nerves. Sweat formed on their bodies, making them fuse into one being as Yami moved faster, wanting then to reach paradise before they went insane. Yami clutched Yugi's erection and moved his hand in time with his thrusting. It wasn't too long before Yugi was screaming in pleasure and he came all over Yami's abdomen. Yugi felt Yami shudder in response and Yami howled Yugi's name in ecstasy, collapsing on top of him. Yami pulled out of Yugi and wrapped him in his arms, holding him close to his body.

"Mmm Yugi," Yami muttered into his ear, "You were wonderful."

"Yami," Yugi said, turning in his arms and looking into his eyes, "I love you. I still love you and I will always love you, no matter what happens."

"I love you more than life itself Yugi," Yami said, nuzzling his neck, "And I always will." They kissed each other tenderly, letting their emotion show through their lips. Yami began to kiss his way down Yugi's neck again, but Yugi stopped him with a gentle touch.

"Oh no you don't," he laughed, "We have to get to the museum, and by the looks of it, I have to take another shower." Yugi headed towards the bathroom and stopped at the door way.

"Coming?" Yami didn't need to be asked twice.

***

Jade stood outside the museum, tapping her foot and looking at her watch. She had been waiting there for twenty minutes, wondering where Yami and Yugi were, when suddenly she saw a black motorcycle take a sharp curve into the street and park directly in front of the museum. Jade watched as the two dismounted from the bike, one wearing a black helmet, the other wearing a pink one. Yugi removed the black helmet and Jade burst out laughing as she saw Yami's blushing face come out from the pink one.

"Y-Y-Y-Yami! Y-y-you got suckered in-in-into wearing the p-pink one!" Jade was holding her sides from laughing so hard, and then she caught a glimpse of Yugi's face, and she immediately stopped laughing.

"By the goddess!" she said and took Yugi's face between her hands, "What happened to you Yugi?"

"Oh, I fell asleep last night while I was on my bike," Yugi said with a sheepish grin, "Heh, that's the last time I go out biking at night." Jade looked at Yami, but he was still blushing about the pink helmet. Jade shrugged and the three of them went into the museum and straight to the Ancient Egyptian exhibit. They walked to a section that was crossed off with a DO NOT ENTER sign, but Jade simply stepped over it, ignoring the sign completely.

"Jade!" Yugi called, as she walked away, "Jade! Come back!"

"Nerfertidy," Yami called, and Jade stopped cold in her tracks, "Would you disobey your brother?"

"What? Brother? Are you two related?" Yugi asked, looking back and forth between Yami and Jade as they looked at each other. Jade smiled at them and she waved them over.

"I would disobey my own brother Pharaoh," she said, "But in this case, what I am doing is legal since I have a pass that allows me back here." She grinned at the two of them, and ordered them to hurry up. Yami and Yugi stepped over the sign, and followed Jade as she led them down a dimly lit corridor.

"My father has been translating some ancient scrolls recently that have some information on you Yami," Jade said as she led them down another hall, "However, there is a piece missing from the parchment, and all that my father has gotten from the translation is 'Seek blood of poor and rich, and the gate shall open before thee. The Pharaoh and Sister hold the Key.' We have no idea what that means, but it is obviously something important."

"Was there anything else to the scroll?" asked Yami as he brushed a cobweb from out of his face, "Anything at all?"

"I will show you the scroll, it is in this room," Jade said and punched in a number that unlocked a metal door. They stepped in to a deserted room and sat down at the round table in the center of the room.

"Here Yami," she said and pushed the scroll towards the two men, "This is the torn parchment."

***

A black cloaked figure stood in the shadows and watched the three of them enter the room, a smile playing on its lips. The figure lifted a gloved hand to its ear and began to speak to someone else.

"Yes sir, I have followed them to the museum," the figure hissed, "However, there is a slight problem. There seem to be two Pharaohs! The sister is with them…yes sir. I will bring them all." The conversation ended as soon as it had started, and the figure raised its head and proceeded to the door. Taking something from his pocket, the figure blew a powder-like substance onto the panel of numbers, and fingerprints materialized onto the code. The figure smiled and pressed the numbers, and stood back, waiting for the door to open.

***

"Ugh," Yami said and rubbed his temples, "My Egyptian is not as good as it used to be. I can only decipher a few bits and pieces, but nothing solid. Damnit! I wish that I knew what this meant!"

Yugi went over to Yami and rubbed his shoulders, easing the kinks in his neck as his fingers worked their way into the tight muscles. Yami sighed as he leaned into Yugi's touch, and Jade turned her head to be polite. Suddenly the door swung open and a black cloaked figure stood in the doorway.

"What the hell? Who are you?" Yugi said as he straightened.

"How did you get in here?" Jade demanded and rose from her seat. The figure chuckled and tossed a can into the room, and quickly shut the door. Jade ran over and pulled on the door, but it wouldn't budge.

"We're locked in!" she cried and suddenly smoke began to emit from the can the figure had tossed in. The three of them began to cough and tears filled their eyes. Yugi stumbled backwards, trying to keep his balance, and he saw Jade fall to the floor, unconscious. Yugi turned his head back to Yami, who was on his knees, coughing violently, and he made his way over to him.

"Y-Yami!" he coughed but then stumbled to his knees. His eyes watered and his vision blurred, but he still saw Yami fall to the floor. Yugi whispered his lover's name as he fell into a deep sleep.

After a few minutes, the smoke disappeared and the door opened again, the figure chuckling to himself as he checked on his prey.

"Yes Master Malik," he said, "I have them."