*Gives Renee a vampire Seto plushie* Yes! That's who it is! I hope that's all right with you! You told me to pick it and I had the incredible urge to put the two together. As for the person who asked what Seto was *points to Blue Lagoon Loon*. He is still a High Priest. You see, a Pharaoh could have more then one High Priest because they where servants of the Gods. If anyone needs more information on the subject click on my profile and it has my e-mail address there.

Thank you Taito-Kisses for the Otogi plushies! *hugs them*

Enjoy!

Flashback. (What happened with Yami!)

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Act Two:

Forever lost in indiscreet truth

Twisted and revised until it is no more

We cloud ourselves with foolish lies

And in only death do we learn our sins

Or live in hell with a naïve mind.

The night he had met her was the night his brother was appointed Prince Regent. The high priests had given her to Yugi as a gift, but had no desire for her. He had his own slave and lover, a young Egyptian boy named Malik; so he had given her to him. Her blue eyes sparkled with the intensity of the strongest flames. She was a free spirit, that girl.

They had sent her of to his room to wait for when he would arrive. That's where he was heading right now. He let his hands slide upon the stonewalls, letting out a sigh. Her intense eyes had bore into his soul. He shivered pushing aside the silk sheets in which covered the entryway to his bedroom.

When opening the door he expected to see her there, but an empty room was what greeted him. With a sigh the young prince sat himself down on the bed, letting his burning crimson eyes close. The fiery maiden had slipped right through his fingers and there wasn't a thing he could do about it.

A small breeze made him shiver involuntarily. Why was it so cold in there? He went to pull covers around him in an effort to warm himself up when he realized, one of the sheets where missing. The young prince frowned, pushing himself off the bed, heading towards the window. The missing sheet was tied to it, used as a rope of the girl to escape.

Curious, he climbed down the sheet into the palace front. Out of the corner of his eyes, he spotted her sneaking along the wall, then two guards obliviously heading in her general direction. He let go of the sheet-rope dropping down onto the desert stone with a small 'thump' as he landed. "Guards!" He called out to them, making both the two and the young girl jump.

Fierce blue eyes looked at him worriedly. He caught their gaze for a moment before turning to the two curious looking guards. "I think someone is heading towards the Pharaoh's chambers," He said sternly, only earning a dumbfound look from both at them at his rather odd statement, "check it out!" He yelled the words loudly causing both of them to twitch before running in the general direction of his brother's chambers. (1)

His eyes caught the azure ones again, and he could not help but smile faintly at the look of gratitude in the girl's eyes. "What is your name?" He asked softly.

"I should leave before they come back," She replied scrunching her nose a bit while her eyes held an unyielding glimmer to them. She turned to leave but was stopped by the feel of a strong arm on her bicep.

"You are safe with me around," He stated matter-of-factly, "but I will let you leave once you tell me your name."

"Anzu, (2)" She said softly. As said, her arm was released and she was on her way.

Hurried footsteps could be heard even from outside the heavy doors of the High Priest's room. He had been pacing around all night, and wouldn't breathe a word as to why. Silent curses fell from his mouth before countless object fell too. The little servant, Ryou, cringed helplessly at the sound of breaking pottery and glass.

"Master Seto…" The small servant boy fidgeted on his spot. To say his master was frightening when he was angry would be an understatement. He was one of the most feared officials in Egypt, even more so when his was angry and still even worse when no one knew what he was angry about. A small squeak of surprise escaped Ryou's lips as he jumped back upon almost getting hit on the head with one of the many things Seto had been throwing. "Master Seto… calm down please…" He muttered pathetically.

The infuriated brunette continued to pace around the room in a destructive matter like he hadn't even heard the small boy's pleas. He had lost control, the one thing that had kept him sane for so many years. Control was all that he had; it was all that he desired. Yet it was easily snatched from his hands by the one who had gained the role of High Priest easier then he could've imagined.

He knelt himself upon the cold stone floors, staring off at the wall, eyes void of any hint of emotion. He was beyond that of feeling rage at this point. He was loosing. He, Seto the High Priest was losing his power of a simple Hebrew slave. "Master Seto…" the soft voice of Ryou spoke to him again. The small servant placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

Seto cringed at the touch. Sympathy, no, pity, was not something that he wanted. Least of all from one who was supposed to be a servant. Icy azure eyes narrowed down it a glare at the hand. He raised his own and slapped away. Ryou hissed slight at the stinging tingle that coursed through it from the sudden and harsh slap.

"Forgive me, I did not mean to bring you discomfort," he bowed his head slightly, "Would you like me to straiten up now Master?"

"Do as you wish! It means nothing to me," Ryou could not help but cringe at the harsh tone of voice his master had used.

"But master, I can only do as you tell me to," The silver haired boy commented with a quiet voice, "that is why I am here. That is why Pharaoh Yugi hired me, to serve you and nothing else."

The brunette turned his head to look into gentle coffee colored eyes. He glared, "Leave and do as you wish. That is my order."

Ryou lowered his head sadly, giving a small bow before muttering, "As you wish master." He turned slowly on his heel towards the exit, taking a step forward in retreat.

"Wait," The brunette priest commanded firmly, "there is something that I would like you to do for me." He paused waiting to see if the boy was listening, the halt in the servant's retreat told him to continue. "Go to the town of the Hebrews, find a blonde male slave named Katsuya and bring him here."

The boy made a small squeak in protest. "But Master Seto…" he sputtered, "Slaves are not allowed in the palace, you know that. Only servants, summoned townspeople, royalty and advisers are!"

"I am very well aware of that Ryou!" Seto snapped causing the boy to jump backwards in fright, "But do not question my orders! Go and fetch him now!"

With a squeal of fear the small silver-haired servant scurried out of the room. He didn't even bother to watch where he was going as he walked. A squeak made it's way out of his throat as he ran right into a rather slender person, sending them both tumbling backwards and onto their butts.

"I'm terribly sorry," Ryou bowed his head, too embarrassed to even look at the person he had just run into.

"Don't worry about it Ryou," A calm but vaguely disgruntled familiar voice said to him. The servant boy lifted his head to meet the vibrant emerald eyes of the second high priest, Ryuuji.

The small boy made an incomprehensible sound before covering his mouth with his hands for a moment in utter shock. He had just run over his other master. He moved his hand aside, bowing his head again in shame. "I'm sorry Master Otogi, I really should pay more attention to where I'm going."

"Honestly Ryou, don't worry about," He smiled even though the servant was not looking at him, "I am sure whatever it was that would put you in such a hurry is important. Run along now."

Ryou picked himself off the floor, dusting his clothing off briefly before bending over for a short moment then scurrying of again. "Such an odd boy," Otogi said to himself before heading to what was most like going to be a dreadful meeting with the Pharaoh.

With much haste, but not without watching where he was going this time, Ryou made his way to the settlement of Hebrew's. It wasn't long before he had found someone to lead him to the blonde slave's quarters. He had been lucky enough to find a slave that knew him after all speaking to three slaves prier.

"Thank you," he muttered softly, bowing as usual and what felt like the hundredth time that day. He approached the stone house, lifting his hand and knocking against its wooden door.

The door opened abruptly causing the jumpy boy to leap in the air in shock. After catching his breath he looked at the red haired girl that had answered the door, and blinked. "Umm.. I'm looking for Katsuya," he said softly, she smiled.

"Follow me, I'll show you to him," She replied sweetly taking Ryou by the arm and dragging him off in the direction Katsuya, who Ryou assumed was her older brother, was in. After a few short minutes she stopped, releasing his arm. "Here you go, he should be just around the corner there."

With another humble smile she waved goodbye to the servant boy and all but skipped back to the house. Timidly, though he didn't understand why, Ryou made his way around the corner. Sure enough there was the blonde sitting down in the sand and staring off into the distance.

"Shouldn't you be working?" Ryou asked, furrowing his brow a bit.

Katsuya looked over his shoulder at the silver haired boy and shook his head. "None of the slave workers seem to care." A silver eyebrow was quirked up at him as he spoke. With a sigh he looked back off into the endless hills of sand, "I think most of them have seen me with Seto once or twice. They're too afraid to come near me, I suppose. So really, I could just sit here all day if I wanted."

"Don't you think that's unfair to the other slaves?" Ryou crossed his arms slightly, momentarily forgetting that he was supposed to be summoning the boy to Seto's dwelling.

"I suppose, but it's just me and my sister," Jou smiled sadly as he picked himself off the sand, "it gives me a chance to take care of her."

"Is your sister ill?" The small boy couldn't help but the ask the question.

"No, but she is young and doesn't know how to look after herself too well," There was a small chuckle after the words, then a pause. "So what exactly are you doing here?"

Coffee brown eyes blinked open and closed a few times before Ryou muttered what sounded like 'oh yeah!'. "Master Seto requests your presence," He stated dryly.

"Should've figured you where a palace servant," The blonde huffed slightly before taking a step forward, "And don't you mean 'demands' my presence? You and I both know High Priest Seto Kaiba does not request anything." Ryou could not help but giggle at the comment. It wasn't very often that he saw someone speak of Seto in such a way. Most people would be afraid he'd or someone close to him would hear and they'd be killed on the spot. The brunette seemed to have that sort of power over people.

"Follow me," Ryou said slightly cheery as he began to lead the blonde boy back to the palace. Once there he stopped outside the High Priest's room. "He's right inside," he said softly, "Just be careful what you say, he's in a bad mood."

"That's nothing new," Jou commented, then smiled, "Don't worry, I'll be careful." He gave a small wink before entering. Ryou retreated to find if his other master, Otogi needed anything not long after.

Amber eyes grew wide at the condition the room was in. Only a few things where left in tact, all others where shattered on the floor. "Looks like someone had a bit of a temper tantrum," the blonde commented, leaning on the back of the wall. Honestly, he didn't want to move in fear of scraping up his feet since he happened to be barefoot at the moment.

He blinked when he didn't hear in any snide comeback, or really, the brunette at all. "Seto?" He asked taking a few steps forward to see if he was maybe crouched behind the small part of the bed in which would over him. The spot was empty. "How rude, dragging me all the out here to an empty room," Jou crossed his arms and sighed, crawling onto the bed. He'd just have to wait until Seto got back. He hated waiting.

Not long after, he felt his eyelids become heavy and yawned loudly. "Maybe he won't mind if I sleep until he gets here," the blonde muttered under his breath, letting thick brown lashes fall over his eyes. With another small yawn he drifted off into a deep sleep.

Nighttime in Egypt was always his favorite time. He enjoyed looking out into the distant sands during the day, but when the sunset and the moon rose, the sands showed their true glory.

Katsuya placed his chin in his own hands, his elbows propping them up and let out a long content sigh. There where sometimes he wished that he could sit there all night without a worry staring off into the distance. He let his moonlit ocher eyes slip closed in a daze.

There was a soft wind that night, whispering gently in his ears. He always noticed how whenever it was windy it felt like the Gods where talking to the people. Try as he might to understand, it seemed that he would never be able to; truly, a sad, sad thing.

"Katsuya?" A gentle but stern voice said to him. It was strange; the sudden voice didn't even startle him from his thoughts. "How can you look off into the desert as you do so often? Its just sand after all."

"It's not just sand," The blonde boy muttered lazily, "its beautiful sand, the kind of beauty that I can never get enough of." His eyes opened and he looked over to his raven haired 'companion'. "Just like your beauty Ryuuji."

In the darkness, it was almost impossible for Jounouchi to catch the small blush that crept over the others cheeks. He raised his hand placing two fingers gently under the other's jaw, using them to draw him closer into a soft kiss.

There was a small groan emitted from the other's throat. If it was in protest or relief, Katsuya could not tell, but he still took full advantage of it. He rolled his tongue lovingly over the other's lip before slipping it fully in-between them. His hand had moved from its place on the priest's chin, and down onto his shoulder along with his other one. He pushed with both of them successfully sliding the other's robes off.

They parted, but only for a second before their lips met again in a more determined and demanding kiss. Jou lowered Ryuuji down onto the sand, climbing on top of him, a leg on each side of the priest's waist. He felt his own clothing being removed and then "Katsuya…" a strong voice had spoken to him.

Ocher eyes blinked open sleepily. He frowned in disappointment when his own eyes had met the wintry azure ones of Seto. "Hello there," Katsuya whispered, his words slurred from still being half asleep. He forced a smile, planting a small kiss on his lover's cheek. He wanted to go back to the dream. It was less complicated then what he and Seto had, if you could call what they had more then lust or in Seto's case, possession. "Where were you?"

"It's not important," The brunette muttered letting himself fully rest atop of the blonde.

"Whatever you say Seto," Jounouchi muttered not believing him. There was no point in questioning however. Seto was beyond stubborn, and even that was an understatement. "So why did you call me here?"

Frozen cobalt eyes narrowed at as if offended. "Do I need a reason other then wanting to see you?" He all but snapped the question.

"It doesn't matter to me if that's your only reason or not, but I know you Seto, you never just want to see me," he replied, a deep frown embedded on his lips. He wanted to go back to sleep and finish that dream more then ever now. Seto was up to something, and he didn't exactly seem like he was up to letting Katsuya in on it any time soon.

"Apparently you don't know me as well as you think you do, because that is the only reason I called you here," He spoke it softer that time, leaning down and placing an almost chaste kiss on the blonde's forehead. It was something so unlike Seto that where as it made Jounouchi practically melt from the affection it made him even more suspicious.

"You're a bad liar," the words came out sweeter then he had wanted them to, a lot sweeter. It was just shy of being an 'I love you' tone.

"You're delusional," Seto retorted.

"Maybe so, but you're still a liar," Jounouchi whispered the same way as he had before, feeling the same sensation starting to swarm over him as it always did when he was around Seto. It was something that was out of his control, and most like Seto's too, not that he'd ever admit it.

His eyes fluttered instinctively close when he felt two lips press against his own. It wasn't something you could describe; it wasn't soft or firm, bitter or sweet, it wasn't anything really. It was like it was whenever Seto had kissed him, spectacular but he always felt like something was missing.

Katsuya pulled away, biting down on his lower lip for a moment. "Tell me something," He said softly.

"Hmm?"

"Do you love me?" Jounouchi asked, a determined look in his eyes. He felt his heart sink in his chest when Seto looked away from him.

"Why do you ask?" He replied with his own question, turning his head back to look at the blonde boy, but not into his eyes, nor his face.

"Just answer the question," Katsuya spoke, knowing his voice probably sounded something like a whimper, "And don't lie." He knew what was coming, that was what was missing in the kiss that was why he was dreaming about someone else.

"No, Katsuya, I don't love you," Seto said coldly, emotionlessly, but still refused to look at him directly. Jou flinched beneath him, letting his eyes slip shut for a moment.

He took in a sharp, deep breath before saying, "Look me in the eye and say it."

Their eyes met and he repeated, "I don't love you."

Again, Katsuya let his eyes close, not opening them this time. "That's too bad, because I love you," he whispered so quietly, it could barely be heard. It was a few minutes before he said or did anything else "Get off of me," he demanded, not feeling quite like doing much himself.

To his surprise, Seto did and as soon as he was, he bolted. "Katsuya?" A small voice that could only belong to Ryou reached his ears. The small boy grasped onto his arms. "Are you alright?" He asked frowning a bit.

Jounouchi wanted to laugh. Here was a boy he had just met and he was already treating him with more care then Seto had the whole time he had known him. "I'm fine," he breathed the words, almost falling over. Ryou opened his mouth to say something, but didn't get a chance. "Could you do me a favor?"

"Ummm," the boy bit down on his lip nervously, "I might be able to."

"Could you take me to Ryuuji's chambers?" He asked softly, "That is if you know where they are."

"Sure," Ryou smiled faintly, "Just follow me."

"Thank you," Katsuya replied softly. It wasn't very long until they reached the High Priest's quarters. The blonde drew in a deep breath, it was far enough away from Seto's to feel comfortable, but he was still nervous.

"Master Otogi," Ryou greeted as he walked into the chambers, gesturing for Jou to wait for him outside.

"What is it?" The raven-haired priest asked looking up from his bed.

"You have a visitor," The servant boy replied adding to it after gaining a questioning eyebrow quirked upwards at him, "His name is Katsuya."

After blinking a few times, Otogi vacated his spot on his bed and rushed out the door. "Katsuya," He smiled softly, "What are you doing here?"

The blonde boy looked at him, smiling sadly, "Do you think I could stay with you tonight?" There was a small nod before he was led into the room itself.

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(1) Making Yugi the Pharaoh earlier then he was supposed to be because I forgot until I started working on this chapter. *sigh*

(2) Yes, I put Yami with Anzu. The role of Moses is far too big of one for me to mess with. I refuse to make him homosexual in this simply for that reason. Hate me if you want. Oh and I'm making things happen somewhat like the movie "Prince of Egypt" simply because it's easier to fill in gaps.

Was it good? Was it bad? Let me know!