Katsuya sat up wearily. He glanced around the foreign room, his gaze
falling onto the High Preiest sleeping next to him. He covered his mouth
and gasped. "Oh Ra..." he whispered. He pulled on his kilt, in a state of
extreme shock as he slipped off to his room.
~~~
Yami slammed the door open. "Seto, get up."
Seto moaned softly, rolled over on his side, and peered at Yami through thin slits. "Yes Pharaoh?"
"Get dressed and get your priests together. We have planning to do."
Seto sat up and glanced over at where Katsuya had laid.
"Have a fun night?" Yami asked knowingly.
Seto fell out of bed and began pulling on his robes. "I--we--will meet you in the throne room."
Yami shook his head, amused. "Make sure that Katsuya gets his make up. He's been lacking in his appearance."
~~~
Seto closed the door to his last priest's room. He glanced over at Katsuya's door and slowly opened the door. Katsuya sat in a seat, facing the window. Seto walked over to him and lightly placed his hands on Katsuya's shoulders. "The Pharaoh wants to see us," he said softly.
Nodding, Katsuya stayed silent.
Seto pulled up a chair and a table, setting some things on it. "He also wants me to make sure you paint your eyes. He says you haven't been keeping up with appearance," he softly explained. He began mixing up some black paste. "You will also need a robe. I have an extra you can borrow until we get some made for you. Now turn around, Katsuya."
Katsuya turned his chair to face Seto, but kept his eyes from looking at him. "Yes, Seto."
Taking the young man's face in his hands, Seto began painting his beautiful brown eyes. "The Pharaoh needs us to plan a ceremony. It's very important that we please the gods."
"Mmmhmm."
"Are you alright?"
"Yes, Seto."
Seto's eyes drifted down to the bruise that was forming on Katsuya's stomach. "That must hurt," he said softly.
"My head hurts worse."
"It must be the wine. You drank a lot."
"I know," he said softly. His head slipped out of Seto's grasp and sunk into his hands.
"Katsuya?"
"Why...please leave me alone."
"I have to do your make up. You've probably smeared it, Katsuya, look--"
Katsuya's head popped up. "Why did you rape me, Seto? I thought I was a priest now. I thought I was safe from...from..."
"I didn't rape you, Katsuya, I--"
He jumped up. "The hell you didn't! You had sex with me without my consent!"
"Katsuya, please, keep your voice down. I have to finish your make--"
Katsuya knocked the make-up dish out of Seto's hand. "Why did you rape me? You have concubines, why didn't you lie with one of them?"
Seto stood up, knocking Katsuya back. "Who do you think I am, Katsuya? I am your High Priest and I can do whatever I feel like!"
Katsuya pushed Seto, knocking him unsteady. He fell against the bed, sitting on the floor. "I am a priest, too, Seto. Ra spoke through me! I looked in my water dish this morning. I have the Eye of Ra burned onto my forehead! That makes me something more than just another priest for you to take advantage of! Why did you do that to me?"
Seto's eyes looked up to see Yami watching them, amused, at the door. He looked back at Katsuya. "I liked you."
"What?!" Katsuya nearly screamed.
"I liked you. I wanted to be with you."
"Why didn't you rape one of those slaves?"
"I never sleep with slaves. Only priests and those of the royal family. Concubines are...dirty... And I didn't want to be with just anyone, Katsuya...I wanted to be with you."
"Why?" he whispered.
Yami shook his head and left.
Standing up wearily, Seto answered, "I like you...I may even love you. I don't know."
Katsuya sat back down in his chair. "I guess you should finish my make- up."
Bending in, Seto picked up the dish of make-up. As he began to apply it around Katsuya's eyes, he asked softly, "Do you hate me, Katsuya?"
Placing his hand on Seto's cheek, he leaned in for a kiss on the lips. "No," he said softly.
~~~
~~~
Yami slammed the door open. "Seto, get up."
Seto moaned softly, rolled over on his side, and peered at Yami through thin slits. "Yes Pharaoh?"
"Get dressed and get your priests together. We have planning to do."
Seto sat up and glanced over at where Katsuya had laid.
"Have a fun night?" Yami asked knowingly.
Seto fell out of bed and began pulling on his robes. "I--we--will meet you in the throne room."
Yami shook his head, amused. "Make sure that Katsuya gets his make up. He's been lacking in his appearance."
~~~
Seto closed the door to his last priest's room. He glanced over at Katsuya's door and slowly opened the door. Katsuya sat in a seat, facing the window. Seto walked over to him and lightly placed his hands on Katsuya's shoulders. "The Pharaoh wants to see us," he said softly.
Nodding, Katsuya stayed silent.
Seto pulled up a chair and a table, setting some things on it. "He also wants me to make sure you paint your eyes. He says you haven't been keeping up with appearance," he softly explained. He began mixing up some black paste. "You will also need a robe. I have an extra you can borrow until we get some made for you. Now turn around, Katsuya."
Katsuya turned his chair to face Seto, but kept his eyes from looking at him. "Yes, Seto."
Taking the young man's face in his hands, Seto began painting his beautiful brown eyes. "The Pharaoh needs us to plan a ceremony. It's very important that we please the gods."
"Mmmhmm."
"Are you alright?"
"Yes, Seto."
Seto's eyes drifted down to the bruise that was forming on Katsuya's stomach. "That must hurt," he said softly.
"My head hurts worse."
"It must be the wine. You drank a lot."
"I know," he said softly. His head slipped out of Seto's grasp and sunk into his hands.
"Katsuya?"
"Why...please leave me alone."
"I have to do your make up. You've probably smeared it, Katsuya, look--"
Katsuya's head popped up. "Why did you rape me, Seto? I thought I was a priest now. I thought I was safe from...from..."
"I didn't rape you, Katsuya, I--"
He jumped up. "The hell you didn't! You had sex with me without my consent!"
"Katsuya, please, keep your voice down. I have to finish your make--"
Katsuya knocked the make-up dish out of Seto's hand. "Why did you rape me? You have concubines, why didn't you lie with one of them?"
Seto stood up, knocking Katsuya back. "Who do you think I am, Katsuya? I am your High Priest and I can do whatever I feel like!"
Katsuya pushed Seto, knocking him unsteady. He fell against the bed, sitting on the floor. "I am a priest, too, Seto. Ra spoke through me! I looked in my water dish this morning. I have the Eye of Ra burned onto my forehead! That makes me something more than just another priest for you to take advantage of! Why did you do that to me?"
Seto's eyes looked up to see Yami watching them, amused, at the door. He looked back at Katsuya. "I liked you."
"What?!" Katsuya nearly screamed.
"I liked you. I wanted to be with you."
"Why didn't you rape one of those slaves?"
"I never sleep with slaves. Only priests and those of the royal family. Concubines are...dirty... And I didn't want to be with just anyone, Katsuya...I wanted to be with you."
"Why?" he whispered.
Yami shook his head and left.
Standing up wearily, Seto answered, "I like you...I may even love you. I don't know."
Katsuya sat back down in his chair. "I guess you should finish my make- up."
Bending in, Seto picked up the dish of make-up. As he began to apply it around Katsuya's eyes, he asked softly, "Do you hate me, Katsuya?"
Placing his hand on Seto's cheek, he leaned in for a kiss on the lips. "No," he said softly.
~~~
