Title: Finding Home, Finding Heart
Author: MissAmazoness
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! at all.
Chapter 1: Resemblance
Warnings: Nothing really. Maybe some dark situations, but not much. Oh, this isn't Yaoi, even though I have nothing against it. ^^
Author's Note: Wow! I can't believe I got more than 5 reviews already! And people like it! Thanks! ^^ Anyway, I hope you like the 1st Chapter. Again, please review! Thanks! Oh, I'm updating today because I have much time to right now. And I love writing this. :)
-Khensa
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Two dark figures stood in a dark alleyway. There were some of the few people who were outside this cold, quiet night. The night had traded places with the Sun for the time being, and the stars and moon came out to light the darkness. Although, they couldn't light all the darkness.
After the taking of the orphans, the street was nearly empty. Those who had been lucky enough to not be taken, which was a very few, were now looking for somewhere to sleep. The last of the guards had disappeared an hour ago, so the ones who were left came about.
The figures in the alleyway weren't orphans. They were two men, by the ages of 19. They had been watching the taking of the orphans from their house window. Well, it wasn't really a house. More of a hideout. People didn't seem to trust these men, and both of them seemed to trust only each other.
"That wasn't as bad as others we've seen, don't you think?" The golden haired one broke the silence.
"Yes, many of the orphans all over town come to this part. But about those three…" The white haired one said darkly. The golden haired one nodded, knowing what he was talking about. Kids-no, maybe not exactly kids-being taken away. Now, that wasn't the unusual part. The unusual part was that two of the boys looked nearly exactly like them.
The golden haired man looked nearly exactly like Malik. The difference was in their height and such, and that this man's hair stuck up more than Malik's. This man's name was Marik.
The white haired man looked nearly like Ryou, except for the height and other things like that. Their hair looked very much the same though. This man's name was Bakura.
"Why haven't we seen them before?" asked Bakura, looking up at the sky. Marik shrugged.
"Who knows? Maybe they want to avoid being seen."
"Or maybe it's that we are the ones who do not wish to be seen." Bakura's eyes narrowed. Marik again shrugged.
"Whoever they are, we need to know more about them. I just won't be able to sleep knowing that a miniature version of myself is walking around." Bakura nodded in agreement.
"So, then, what are we going to do about it?" They looked at each other for a while. Then, as if they could read each other's minds, an evil smile crept over their faces.
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"My Pharaoh, my lord, the slaves have arrived."
Sitting on his throne, the Pharaoh smirked dangerously. He had been waiting all day for this. Why must it take them so long? How long does it take to get some children off the street? Pharaoh Yami stood up, his ruby-red eyes showing annoyance. That was one of the few things you would want to see in them. "And what, may I ask, took so long? I have needed things done today and even though they did get done fast, they could have gotten done a lot faster if I had the slaves I needed. But, no. I must wait all day for my guards to round up some rotten children!" The irritation in his voice made everyone shakier and more afraid. "Must I go do it myself? Must I waste my precious time to round up children because you 'guards' can't do it fast enough?" He stared at them with his eyes. Those deep, frightening eyes.
The guard that had reported that the slaves were her stuttered, "No, sire! I mean, yes! I mean, I'm positive you could do it by yourself, no doubt in my mind you could! And yes, we should have been quicker! Please forgive, my lord, my master, my Pharaoh!" The guard fell to his knees and bowed. Yami smirked.
"Yes, you should have been. I assume you received those three I told you about?" The Pharaoh asked his voice eager. He had learned from his other guards about three boys who were somewhat 'popular' among the other orphan children. He also that they always escaped him. Yami didn't allow that.
"Yes, sire! We had to knock them out though; they wouldn't stop thrashing. No other harm was done." The guard said hopefully. Pharaoh Yami nodded.
"Take me to them and the rest of the slaves."
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"Get up, slave. The Pharaoh will be here any moment." Yugi heard someone say and felt a kick at his side. He moaned and slowly looked up. He was in some sort of hall, and a beautiful one at that. Pots, vases, statues and much more decorated the room and colorful pictures decorated the wall. The room was decorated with gold which made is shine like the Sun.
But there was more. Many more orphan children were standing around the room, looking shaky and frightened. Yugi quickly looked around the room for Malik and Ryou. They were beside him, rubbing their eyes and they looked frightened. Malik also looked very angry. "What's-ow!!!!" he was hit in the back of the head. Someone said "Keep quiet, slave!" Yugi was about to defend his friend when Malik shook his head. So they both looked at the ground. Ryou was looking everywhere, as if trying to figure out a plan to runaway at that very moment.
"Now orphans, bow down to our lord, our ruler, our Pharaoh Yami!" A guard yelled as the Pharaoh entered the room. Although Yugi, Ryou and Malik wanted to see him, they all bowed down.
"Well, slaves, as you all know, you are to work here in my palace from now on. It's not my fault, you shouldn't had become orphans" –Yugi felt fire build up inside him- "but since you are, you are now here. Remember this; anything you say or do can be dangerous, so just don't talk unless asked to and do your work properly. If any of my guards catch you away from work or anything, you will regret it. You will defiantly regret it if I catch you. I also assume you know what will happen if I catch you near my room." An odd shutter went through the room. Yugi, Ryou and Malik wanted to see the Pharaoh, but they weren't about to be caught looking up when not being told to.
Pharaoh Yami sighed after making his speech. He didn't like doing this but he 'must give a fair warning', according to his Council. And staring among the slaves, he noticed tri-colored hair just like his down there with them. Except for the strands of golden hair; he had some of his sticking up. How could this be? There was no other like him! He was the Pharaoh!
And yet he was expecting something like this. One of three boys he heard about had white hair, another golden, and another 'very much like you, my lord'. But Yami didn't expect this much like him. He had even yelled at people who said that. Nobody was like him.
"Now, before I send my guards to show you where you will start work, I must ask the three boys in the back to come up here now." Gasps were heard and eyes flew toward the back.
Yugi, Ryou, and Malik had no idea he meant them. But kicks at their sides told them it was. "Get up, the Pharaoh has summoned you to the front," a guard said. Fear crept up along the three boys as they shakily stood up.
As each of them looked up, they gasped. The Pharaoh…looked exactly like Yugi! Although a few blond strands stood up in the Pharaoh's but it didn't Yugi's, they were the same. Malik and Ryou looked at Yugi, speechless. Then they heard a dangerous voice. "Up here now!" It was Yami.
Quickly, they went up to where the Pharaoh stood. Although a little reluctantly, they bowed down once more. Yami smirked. "Yes, you three. How does it feel now to be caught? You have been running away, not wanting to serve me. But, now, you are here. I'm very interested in this. None has defied me so much. Tell me, how old are you all?"
When no one said anything, Ryou answered in a small voice "16, Pharaoh." The Pharaoh smiled his dangerous smile.
"And you have been all orphaned since what age?" Again, no answer. Soon, Malik decided to talk,
"Around the age of 6 or so, my lord." He murmured. Yami looked around at them all.
"You have been on the streets together since the age of 6, right?"
"Yes," answered Ryou. The Pharaoh looked at Yugi, angry he did not speak. So, he tried again.
"So, ten years on the streets?" Yami said, wanting Yugi to speak. When nobody said anything, Malik answered,
"Yes, Pharaoh." Yami ignored him. He was now determined to make Yugi talk.
"Speak up, young one! I am giving you permission! Why don't you speak?" He said angrily, red eyes erupting. Yugi avoided them.
"I say, speak now!" Yami was get frustrated, and many of his guards and the slaves were getting frightened.
Yugi still did not utter a word.
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Author's Note: Yes, another chapter done! I hope you liked it! Please review! Thanks!
-Khensa