"Yugi? Yugi, where are you?" Yami began to look around the palace. He
found himself out at Seto's temple. He watched Yugi sew the white-haired
prisinor's stomach wound together. "Yugi," he said disgustedly. "Come."
Yugi looked up at Yami, startled. "Yami..." he whispered.
Yami walked over to them and stopped, crossing his arms before Seto. "What is going on here?"
Seto lowered his eyes, bending into a half bow before Yami. "I apologize, my pharaoh. Your slave asked me to heal this prisoner."
"Asked? He can barely talk. Maybe that prisoner translated with bias to get himself some help. And what is in his eye?"
"Apparently, Malik had the God Eye and planned to make the prisoner's mind erupt. I suppose it didn't work."
"Take the Eye out now," he said in a tight voice. He grabbed Seto by the arm, staring him in the eyes.
Seto looked away. "Yes, Morning Star." He walked over to the alter and looked at the eye. He placed his fingers on Bakura's face, but couldn't figure out how to get the eye out.
Yami held the Rod's blade against Seto's back. "If you don't get it out, I will." He leaned in, whispering in his ear, "Come on, Seto." He wrapped his arm around Seto, pulling him closer. "Do what I say, Seto. Maybe I'll take pity on you again."
Seto opened his eyes wide, sucking in his breath. "Y-Yami...I..."
Yami pressed the blade in slightly harder. "Do it, Seto."
Seto turned, grabbing his God Rod and held it above Bakura's head. His hands began to tremble and Yugi began to cry, wrapping his arms around Bakura. "Please, priest. Please, Priest. No kill Bakura. Please."
Seto swallowed uneasily and took a deep breath. He adjusted the Rod in his hand.
"Please priest! No!" Yugi screamed.
Seto set down the rod and back handed Yugi. "Shut up!"
Both Bakura and Yami made a grab for Seto. Bakura grabbed for Yugi, calming him, but Yami knocked Seto onto the ground. He picked up the rod and held it above Seto's body, in a stance to stab him. "Look, Seto. I have no problem doing this. You're easily replaced."
"I am your High Priest!" Seto screamed. "I am your friend!"
"I am the pharaoh! I am Horus, the Two Ladies, Horus of Gold, King of Upper and Lower Egypt, Lord of the Double Land, and Lord of Diadems! I am the son of Ra! I am the heir of Geb! Both Wadjet and Nekhebt watch over me! I am your god!" he screamed at Seto. He knocked the head of the rod into Seto's face.
Seto's mouth erupted with blood. "Y-Yami..." he choked out. "Pl-please, Yami..."
Yami grabbed Seto's neck, chocking the air out Seto's body. "Nothing you can do, Seto! Bow before me, my loyal subject! Bow!" Yami looked at Seto with eyes of complete madness.
"Stop," Yugi said, holding the Rod. He held it front of him, as if prepared for battle. "You no hurt priest."
Yami dropped Seto and started towards Yugi. "Give me the rod," he said softly. "Tell him what I said, prisoner."
Bakura softly repeated it in Celtic. Yugi shook his head. He said something in Celtic and Bakura repeated it back to Yami. "He says...he says he'll never let you rape him again. He says that he is not you pet. He says that he is the King of the Celts and has no intention to submitting to you ever. He says that you will pay for what you've done."
"Really? Does he really say all that? The child of no more than twelve is going to stop me, the god king of the greatest kingdom in this world?"
Seto placed his hand on Yugi's shoulder. He took the rod from Yugi's grasp. "You're his slave, Yugi. You must submit to him." He turned back to Bakura. "You are a prisoner. I am a priest. He is the pharaoh. We will keep our places." He stared Yami in the eye, silently defying him. "Understand?"
Bakura repeated to Yugi, in his language, "We are to keep our places. He will help us, Yugi. We just have to wait to make our move."
"Give me the eye."
"I can't, Pharaoh. I nearly died to get it, it chose me. You will have to pry it from my died body to get it."
Yami smiled. "Don't tempt me, Bakura," he said his name like it was a disease. He placed his hand on Bakura's shoulder. "You chain him, Seto. Take him back down to the prison. And this little king," Yami said, placing his other hand on Yugi's shoulder. "Chain him in my bedroom. He is to not leave. Ever. No excuses."
Bakura lowly repeated what Yami said.
Yugi looked up at Seto, confused. "Katsuya?"
"He is ill," Yami said. "You go to Katsuya when he is okay."
Yugi nodded mutely.
Seto led Bakura and Yugi out of the temple.
~~~
Seto closed the metal cuff around Yugi's wrist. He couldn't look into the sad eyes that peered up at him. He pulled off the bracelet from Yugi's wrist and closed the cuff around. He slipped the bracelet back on and smiled sadly at him. "It will be okay," he said softly, running his hand through Yugi's hair. Yugi threw his arms around Seto and began to cry. Seto whipped the tears from Yugi's eyes. "Good night," he whispered. Standing up, he began walking out of the room.
He stopped at the door, Yami having stepped in front of it. He uncrossed his arms and began to pull Seto's hair back into place. "Hello, dear friend. Going so soon?" Yami smiled. Seto tried to step past Yami. Yami grabbed him by the hips. "Slow down, priest." He began walking forward, backing Seto up against the bed. "Come on, Priest," he whispered. "You know you want this..." He leaned in, placing a kiss on Seto's cheek.
Seto closed his eyes tight, breathing heavily. "D-don't..."
Yami pushed Seto onto the bed then began to climb on top of him. "Relax, I won't hurt you." He took Seto's face in his hands, leaned in, and kissed him.
Seto pushed up. "What are you doing?! What did you say about this before? What in Ra's name changed?"
Yami shook his head. "Relax, Seto. Don't let that worry you." He gently ran his fingers through Seto's hair, staring into his eyes. "I'm here, I'm with you."
Seto began to struggle. "Get off me, Yami! Get off!"
Yugi walked over slowly to the bed. "Yami? Priest?" He was jerked back, having reached the end of the chain. "Yami? No! Stop!"
Yami ignored Yugi. "Curse the day I ever tried to teach him Egyptian." He grabbed Seto and met him in a bruising kiss.
Yugi began to talk fast in Celtic, to which neither of them could understand.
"Stop it!" Yami screamed. He picked up the God Rod and threw it at Yugi, hitting his small body and knocking him down. "Shut up!" Yami bellowed.
Seto used this opportunity to push Yami off him. "Why are you doing this?" he asked, standing up.
Yami looked up from his sprawled-out position on the bed. "What are you talking about?"
Seto picked up the God Rod from the floor and pulled Yugi close. "You were my friend. You were kind and nice and I was in love with you. But all you really wanted was to control me, right Yami? Then you wanted to control this slave. But he refused to submit. He'd put up with it, but he didn't submit. This all changed when your father died. Everything changed. You changed. I am your friend, Yami. But I am your advisor. And I am the Highest Priest of Egypt. And like you made me recite so many times, I can strip you of all power." He narrowed his eyes at Yami. "But you are my friend and I wouldn't do that." He shook his head and left.
~~~
Yugi looked up at Yami, startled. "Yami..." he whispered.
Yami walked over to them and stopped, crossing his arms before Seto. "What is going on here?"
Seto lowered his eyes, bending into a half bow before Yami. "I apologize, my pharaoh. Your slave asked me to heal this prisoner."
"Asked? He can barely talk. Maybe that prisoner translated with bias to get himself some help. And what is in his eye?"
"Apparently, Malik had the God Eye and planned to make the prisoner's mind erupt. I suppose it didn't work."
"Take the Eye out now," he said in a tight voice. He grabbed Seto by the arm, staring him in the eyes.
Seto looked away. "Yes, Morning Star." He walked over to the alter and looked at the eye. He placed his fingers on Bakura's face, but couldn't figure out how to get the eye out.
Yami held the Rod's blade against Seto's back. "If you don't get it out, I will." He leaned in, whispering in his ear, "Come on, Seto." He wrapped his arm around Seto, pulling him closer. "Do what I say, Seto. Maybe I'll take pity on you again."
Seto opened his eyes wide, sucking in his breath. "Y-Yami...I..."
Yami pressed the blade in slightly harder. "Do it, Seto."
Seto turned, grabbing his God Rod and held it above Bakura's head. His hands began to tremble and Yugi began to cry, wrapping his arms around Bakura. "Please, priest. Please, Priest. No kill Bakura. Please."
Seto swallowed uneasily and took a deep breath. He adjusted the Rod in his hand.
"Please priest! No!" Yugi screamed.
Seto set down the rod and back handed Yugi. "Shut up!"
Both Bakura and Yami made a grab for Seto. Bakura grabbed for Yugi, calming him, but Yami knocked Seto onto the ground. He picked up the rod and held it above Seto's body, in a stance to stab him. "Look, Seto. I have no problem doing this. You're easily replaced."
"I am your High Priest!" Seto screamed. "I am your friend!"
"I am the pharaoh! I am Horus, the Two Ladies, Horus of Gold, King of Upper and Lower Egypt, Lord of the Double Land, and Lord of Diadems! I am the son of Ra! I am the heir of Geb! Both Wadjet and Nekhebt watch over me! I am your god!" he screamed at Seto. He knocked the head of the rod into Seto's face.
Seto's mouth erupted with blood. "Y-Yami..." he choked out. "Pl-please, Yami..."
Yami grabbed Seto's neck, chocking the air out Seto's body. "Nothing you can do, Seto! Bow before me, my loyal subject! Bow!" Yami looked at Seto with eyes of complete madness.
"Stop," Yugi said, holding the Rod. He held it front of him, as if prepared for battle. "You no hurt priest."
Yami dropped Seto and started towards Yugi. "Give me the rod," he said softly. "Tell him what I said, prisoner."
Bakura softly repeated it in Celtic. Yugi shook his head. He said something in Celtic and Bakura repeated it back to Yami. "He says...he says he'll never let you rape him again. He says that he is not you pet. He says that he is the King of the Celts and has no intention to submitting to you ever. He says that you will pay for what you've done."
"Really? Does he really say all that? The child of no more than twelve is going to stop me, the god king of the greatest kingdom in this world?"
Seto placed his hand on Yugi's shoulder. He took the rod from Yugi's grasp. "You're his slave, Yugi. You must submit to him." He turned back to Bakura. "You are a prisoner. I am a priest. He is the pharaoh. We will keep our places." He stared Yami in the eye, silently defying him. "Understand?"
Bakura repeated to Yugi, in his language, "We are to keep our places. He will help us, Yugi. We just have to wait to make our move."
"Give me the eye."
"I can't, Pharaoh. I nearly died to get it, it chose me. You will have to pry it from my died body to get it."
Yami smiled. "Don't tempt me, Bakura," he said his name like it was a disease. He placed his hand on Bakura's shoulder. "You chain him, Seto. Take him back down to the prison. And this little king," Yami said, placing his other hand on Yugi's shoulder. "Chain him in my bedroom. He is to not leave. Ever. No excuses."
Bakura lowly repeated what Yami said.
Yugi looked up at Seto, confused. "Katsuya?"
"He is ill," Yami said. "You go to Katsuya when he is okay."
Yugi nodded mutely.
Seto led Bakura and Yugi out of the temple.
~~~
Seto closed the metal cuff around Yugi's wrist. He couldn't look into the sad eyes that peered up at him. He pulled off the bracelet from Yugi's wrist and closed the cuff around. He slipped the bracelet back on and smiled sadly at him. "It will be okay," he said softly, running his hand through Yugi's hair. Yugi threw his arms around Seto and began to cry. Seto whipped the tears from Yugi's eyes. "Good night," he whispered. Standing up, he began walking out of the room.
He stopped at the door, Yami having stepped in front of it. He uncrossed his arms and began to pull Seto's hair back into place. "Hello, dear friend. Going so soon?" Yami smiled. Seto tried to step past Yami. Yami grabbed him by the hips. "Slow down, priest." He began walking forward, backing Seto up against the bed. "Come on, Priest," he whispered. "You know you want this..." He leaned in, placing a kiss on Seto's cheek.
Seto closed his eyes tight, breathing heavily. "D-don't..."
Yami pushed Seto onto the bed then began to climb on top of him. "Relax, I won't hurt you." He took Seto's face in his hands, leaned in, and kissed him.
Seto pushed up. "What are you doing?! What did you say about this before? What in Ra's name changed?"
Yami shook his head. "Relax, Seto. Don't let that worry you." He gently ran his fingers through Seto's hair, staring into his eyes. "I'm here, I'm with you."
Seto began to struggle. "Get off me, Yami! Get off!"
Yugi walked over slowly to the bed. "Yami? Priest?" He was jerked back, having reached the end of the chain. "Yami? No! Stop!"
Yami ignored Yugi. "Curse the day I ever tried to teach him Egyptian." He grabbed Seto and met him in a bruising kiss.
Yugi began to talk fast in Celtic, to which neither of them could understand.
"Stop it!" Yami screamed. He picked up the God Rod and threw it at Yugi, hitting his small body and knocking him down. "Shut up!" Yami bellowed.
Seto used this opportunity to push Yami off him. "Why are you doing this?" he asked, standing up.
Yami looked up from his sprawled-out position on the bed. "What are you talking about?"
Seto picked up the God Rod from the floor and pulled Yugi close. "You were my friend. You were kind and nice and I was in love with you. But all you really wanted was to control me, right Yami? Then you wanted to control this slave. But he refused to submit. He'd put up with it, but he didn't submit. This all changed when your father died. Everything changed. You changed. I am your friend, Yami. But I am your advisor. And I am the Highest Priest of Egypt. And like you made me recite so many times, I can strip you of all power." He narrowed his eyes at Yami. "But you are my friend and I wouldn't do that." He shook his head and left.
~~~
