It Start Chapter One
A/N: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! The only thing I own about this fic is Ooti. Any OCs that my friends came up with are theirs. And Yami is not OOC okay, his personality is based on the original you-gi-oh that isn't aired in America. And also, this is an ancient Egypt fic, and Ryou can be there if I want him to be! That's why it's called fan fiction so if you dislike it don't read it! (second time it's been posted and thing have been changed. yami goes by Atemu which is his real name) R&R!
The young pharaoh walked back to his chambers angrily. //how dare she defy me?! She'll pay once I find her.// Once inside his chambers he noticed a small girl laying on his bed. "I see Seto replaced her for me." He whispered, walking toward the sleeping girl. "Wake up."
Her eyes fluttered open slowly. He noticed the visible pain and confusion in her eyes, and as soon as she realized who he was...the fear and defiance.
He pulled her into a rough kiss. She thrashed her head, breaking the kiss. "Don't start that." He ordered. "It will only make it worse."
She tried to get up to escape him. But he simply pushed her back onto the bed and straddled her. "Now...be good, and this won't hurt as much." He ordered as he began to remove her clothes.
~next day
When Atemu awoke he saw that the girl was still asleep. And, he realized that he didn't even know her name. //Not that it matters// He shook the girl awake. "What is your name?" He demanded calmly.
"My name. Is...Ooti..." She whispered quietly.
"Ooti, you are to call me Pharaoh Atemu, or Master Atemu will do fine."
"Yes master." she whispered. "Master, am I aloud to leave your chambers?"
"You can leave during the day. But you are to be back before the sun sets, or you will be punished."
She nodded. "Yes master." Ooti looked at the clothes laying on the floor. They were simple enough to wear, made of a light fabric...it was slave attire she was sure.
The outfit consisted of a tight white tank top that stopped just above her navel. The pants were loose and black...but a few inches above her ankles they were tighter.
"Here..." He said, putting a necklace around her neck. "This signifies to others that you belong to me and are off limits. They are not to use you without my permission."
Ooti fingered the necklace cautiously. //It's more like a collar.//
"You can go now." He said, dismissing her to leave.
She stood up and quickly walked out of his chambers (once she was dressed). "Are you lost?" Someone asked from behind her.
She spun around quickly, half expecting to see a guard. But instead it was a white-haired youth. "No." she lied.
The boy looked nervous. "Who are you?" He asked with a fake smile.
"not that it's any of your business...but my name's Ooti." She answered. "What about you? What's your name?"
"My name's Ryou." He answered.
"So...I see the pharaoh must like his new slave." Yet again, someone said something from behind her.
She turned to face the stranger, and was pinned against the wall roughly, knocking the air out of her chest briefly. "You aren't' going to resist like you did when I brought you in last night are you?" He asked. " You remember how that ended don't you?"
She bit down on his hand, and he reflexively drew his hand back, releasing her. Then, as fast as she could, she ran down the corridor.
//I got away...for now.//
