Seto sat back in his seat, feeling frustrated. Katsuya looked up from the script he was writing. "What's wrong?"

"The indemination is coming soon. Another ceremony is due and it's much more important than the last."

"But you've done it before, right? What's the problem?"

"This one calls upon the pharaoh's wife." Seto began writing again.

"Yes?"

"If you notice, Yami lacks one." Seto threw down his pencil and sat back.

Katsuya kneeled down next to Seto, laying his head on Seto's lap. "Then why doesn't he marry?"

"I've been trying to get him to chose a wife forever. His father married his sister, though."

"Why?"

"Keep their royal blood pure. They have some THING about that." Seto pulled Katsuya into his lap. "Unfortunately, Yami is an only child. He thinks all women are automatically inferior because they're not of royal blood."

"You have a problem with that."

"Having SEX with them. Yami will still sleep with everyday slaves, but to actually marry one is something else to him all together."

Katsuya took Seto's hand and began kissing at it. "You'll figure it out...but maybe you should talk to him again." He began sucking on Seto's finger.

A low moan escaped from Seto's mouth. "Katsuya...lets go to your bedroom."

Katsuya smiled around Seto's finger. Seto pulled it out and wrapped his arms around Katsuya's body, drawing him close for a kiss. Katsuya leaned into the kiss, knocking the chair backwards. They sprawled out on the floor, still kissing, pulling at each other's clothes.

~~~

A slave placed a headband on Yami's head and began weaving locks of his hair through the holes in it. Yugi slowly walked up behind him, handing him a glass filled with wine. Yami took it distractedly and began to sip at it. "Thank you." He set the glass down and pulled Yugi closer. "Yugi...what's missing?"

Yugi peered up at Yami's face. "Your make up," he said softly. "You need more color on your eyes," he pointed. "Seto puts color on his eyelids."

Yami peered at his reflection. "I suppose your right." A slave picked up a few colored make-up containers and presented them to Yami. Yami turned to Yugi. "Which do you like?"

Yugi pointed to the dark blue one. "That one."

As the slave began applying it to Yami's eyelids, he softly said, "He speaks awkwardly."

Yami's eyes shot up at the slave. "Who do you think you are speaking in my presents?"

The slave nodded. "Sorry."

"I'm not Egyptian," Yugi said quietly, not looking up from where he was sitting on the ground. "Yami taught me how to speak it."

Yami stood up, finally finished. He took Yugi's hand and pulled him up. "Come along. Seto has asked for a meeting with me." Yugi stopped and Yami jerked him along. "Come ON!"

Yugi's eyes filled with tears, but kept walking.

Yami opened the door to the meeting room and stopped in the doorway. Yugi's eyes widened and stepped back behind Yami's leg.

Seto was pressed up against Katsuya on the floor, both moaning loudly.

Yami shook his head and picked up a gold vase. He threw it on the ground next to them and crossed his arms.

Seto coughed, choking and looked up. "Yami! I--"

"You both being priests does not give you the right to have sex with each other whenever and wherever you want to! Both of you better get up right now!"

Katsuya and Seto scrambled up, fixing their robes. "Yami, I'm sorry...I just..." Seto began.

"Why am I here?"

Seto adjusted his robe some more, nervously avoiding looking at Yami. "We need to talk about the indemination ceremony. It calls for your wife...and the fact is, you lack one."

Yami crossed his arms again. "Really? Well plan around it."

"We can't, Yami. The gods expect it. Besides, you really should marry. You need an heir."

Yami walked over to Seto, reached his hand back, and smacked Seto. "The gods expect nothing except what I give them."

Yugi backed up from Katsuya. "Yami, I wanna go. Please."

Katsuya was surprised by how much Yugi had learned in the past few months.

"Then have him as my wife!" Yami pointed to Yugi. "I will marry him! He will be my heir!"

"He is a boy!" Seto yelled back at Yami. "Why do you have to be so difficult?!"

"Don't you DARE question me!"

"Stop being so COMPLICATED! Why can't you just marry you someone, have a kid, and kill the fucking women?! Why do you have to be so different from everyone else?"

"My mother was my aunt! Don't talk to me about being different! Who do you think you are?!"

"I'm--"

"STOP IT!" Yugi screamed.

Yami reached back and smacked Yugi. "Shut up!"

Yugi fell down, startled. A slave approached him and helped him up. Yugi looked up into the eye of Bakura, who didn't meet his gaze. Yugi turned back to Yami, eyes narrowed. "Stop it! Don't push me around!"

Yami turned back to Yugi, the Eye beginning to form on his forehead. "What?" he whispered harshly.

"I am a king, too. Treat me with respect."

Yami took Seto's God Rod and held it, ready to pounce onto Yugi. "Excuse me? You think you have the strength to face me? Your only a child. I'd like to see you try!"

"Get me a sword," he said softly.

"What?" Yami asked.

"Get me a sword," Yugi repeated.

Yami handed the Rod back to Seto. "Find me some women and I'll look over them. Yugi, come along." He grabbed Yugi by the hand, pulling him out of the room.

~~~

Yami threw Yugi onto the bed. "Who the hell do you think you are?!"

"I am the King of the Celts! I deserve respect!" Yugi tried to jump up but Yami knocked him back down.

"I am the pharaoh of Egypt. I HAVE a country. All you have is a bunch of scattered worthless fighters!"

"I wasn't spoiled like a certain child who thinks he can just hurt people without making enemies!"

Yami climbed on top of Yugi. "You little..." Yami reached back to hit Yugi.

Yugi grabbed his wrist and twisted it back. "Don't touch me," he said in a cold voice.

Sucking in a hard breath, Yami reached with his free hand to grab Yugi, but couldn't reach him.

Yugi pushed Yami down and climbed on top of him. "Why are you so mean?" Yugi asked softly.

Yami stopped struggling, surprised. "What?" he whispered back.

Yugi leaned in and kissed Yami softly on the lips. He leaned his head against Yami's forehead, looking deep into his eyes. "Why are you so mean?" he repeated.

Yami looked up into the boy's wide purple eyes. "I...I suppose...because I worry about getting hurt."

"I won't hurt you, Yami."

"That's a lie...you don't want anything to do with me."

"I didn't before. But..." Yugi closed his eyes and tilted his head into a kiss with Yami. "I...I..." he frustrated tried to form the world.

"Yugi?"

"I'd be your wife if I could. But that's only when you're nice to me. It hurts when you yell at me. And when you hit me..."

Yami rubbed Yugi's cheek softly with his thumb. "I love you, Yugi," he whispered.

Yugi smiled, relieved. "Love...evol...I love you too."

Yami smiled back at him and met him into a kiss.

~~~