Yay! Second chapter. And I have the Harpie's Brother card. You should look him up. He's cool but no one uses him. It makes him sad. *pouts* Write things about him! For Ra's sake! Okay. This is the second chapter of 'A Pharaoh's Love'. Hope it's wonderful and awesome and crap like that. You know. I'm putting this up early because I didn't feel like waiting for reviews and my friend hated me for a nasty cliffhanger. Baku-kun will take care of the disclaimers and stuff. I need another muse! Any volunteers? Oh! And the first five people who want to can be in this story. Just give me your name, the person you like, and your info. Like personalities and such. However Bakura and Yami are obviously taken. I'm supposing if my friends read this first, so will Ryou, Yuugi, and Joey/Seto. But you can only have one person. No inventing a different name just to sneak in with your other favorite character. Okay? No, you know what? Choose anyone except my two main characters in the story. My friends can make up their own. This is for the readers!
YBM: Oh, how charitable of you.
YK: Shush up you. Now Bakura? The disclaimers… *crickets* Now! Or no chocolate in a room of cats for you.
YBM: Fine fine. Disclaimers: Yami Kori doesn't own anything but me. Yu-Gi-Oh belongs to the people in Japan who made up the idea and the people in America who dubbed it horribly.
YK: Bakura.
YBM: All right! It wasn't dubbed horribly. But I think they could have done better job on me.
YK: Bakura! I'll take your Ring away!
YBM: Ah! Not the ring! Anyways. I belong to Yami Kori because I am her muse. But the character I take after, Yami Bakura Ryou, belongs to whomever Yu-Gi-Oh belongs to. Bow to the almighty Kori.
YK: Shut up before I smack you. Anywhoo… enjoy!
Chappy 2: My Name's Ryu
Yami sat up and stretched. Then gazed at the angel beside him on the bed. He had let the boy rest tonight because A. He fell asleep anyway, and B. Yami can do these things if he feels like it. He's the pharaoh! No, anyway. (YK: There's probably another reason for it but he won't tell me. YY: Damn right I won't! YK: Anyway, [I say that a lot] back to the story)
A knock sounded at the door. Yami glared at it. "Come in."
A guard walked in. "Sir, I was ordered to speak to you."
Yami got up and walked over to the door. "Well, speak."
"Yes sir. It's about him." He gestured over to the bed. "Shina told me he is to be sent to the slave quarters to work off a debt. She did not give me details sir. She wants him right away."
"What?" 'Who does she think she is? I know she was my father's advisor but how does she suppose she can just rule aside my order.' "She can't do that."
"I'm sorry sir. He has to go."
"No! He wasn't here for a day. He can't go yet."
"He has to."
The boy woke up just in time to hear his fate sealed. "Fine. He can go. But I want him back as soon as possible." He did not notice the hurt in Yami's voice. He barely noticed rough arms pick him at. He could only look at the pharaoh. Pain was etched across his features from being handled so hard. The young lord would not catch his eyes.
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Four years later, on Yami's birthday, Shina came up to him with her report on the slaves. Yami was miserable ever since the guard had taken his indigo haired angel away from him. Yet there was nothing he could do.
"Sir? Are you listening?"
"Who are you babbling about?"
"The new slave, with the purple hair. I told you that he hasn't spoken since you first met him sir. He refuses to tell us his name and decided to work without causing trouble."
"Yeah? Who cares? I'm probably never going to see him again."
"That's another thing we wanted to tell you. The guards think the brat's too annoying. They can't yell at him. It's time for him to leave."
Yami stood up. "What!? Bring him here. I want him here. Now! Before 00:5*."
"Yes sir. He's on his way." Shina smirked as she left the throne room. 'The pharaoh is anxious today. Well, good. We can let him deal with the boy. If he breaks the boy's spirit, better for us. If he loses the battle, well, we still win. This will be wonderful."
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Yami was pacing in his room when the announcement came for the boy's arrival. He turned from the door and looked out the window past the balcony. He heard light footsteps into the room. He heard the door shut. He heard nothing after that. So he turned around.
As soon as he had, he met the boy's gaze a split second before it was broken. Those eyes shocked Yami. They were almost completely soulless. As if he had lost all hope of life. Yami swore to rekindle that fire.
The boy, Yami didn't think that would be good to call him a boy anymore, was in more ragged clothes than before. He had on a pair of patched shorts and a shirt that was ripped in places, much too big for him, and blood covered. His hair was now dirty, kind of bleached from the sun but aiming more for a dark brown. He didn't look to happy.
Yami went up to him. "Welcome back." The only reply was a heartless snarl. "I didn't want them to do that to you. I fought to keep you here." Still no reply. "What happened?" The boy turned his head. Mistakenly revealing a lash on his shoulder. Yami glared at it. 'They will pay for ever lash they hit him with.'
The boy fought back tears for the hundredth time since he was sent to that place. He hated the Pharaoh for doing it to him. He wasn't even listening to the supposed apology. However he instantly went rigid when warm hands slowly inched his shirt up. His shirt stopped about midwaist, obviously waiting for permission. What was Yami trying to do? Beyond caring anymore he nodded.
Yami, getting the response tugged the boy's shirt off all the way. He took one look at the scars and bloody lashes before going to the bathroom. Reentering with salves and bandages he gestured to a stool by the bed. "Sit." Not a command, just a request. The boy sat without caring the least bit. Yami sat on the bed behind him and gently started to clean the wounds.
"This shouldn't have happened. I didn't want you to go. I haven't even learned your name yet. I guess Shina supposes that she has some sort of authority over me. It's ridiculous. I'm glad, though, you came back to me in one piece. Those fiends will pay." He couldn't understand what the pharaoh was saying. Was he actually caring? Was he something other than the cold monster everyone thinks he is? 'No, he's just trying to trick me.'
Finishing the wounds took a little over an hour. Yami finally put the stuff down and snaked his arms carefully around his angel. Pulling him closer, Yami whispered very carefully in his ear. The poor boy thought he would melt.
"What's your name?" Yami waited for an answer by blowing on the boy's ear and gently placing light kisses over his neck.
He couldn't reply for quite some time. It took him several minutes of this torture just to remember who he was. Then without think he replied, his voice being a little worse than before because he hasn't used it in so long.
"Ryu. My name's Ryu."
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Hurrah! Chappy 2 finished! I can't believe this. At this rate I can update one a day. Isn't it wonderful?
YBM: Just peachy keen.
YK: Shush. No one asked you.
* I figured since it's ancient times they would have a different way of telling time, so I just decided to write it backwards. Don't get confused okay?
YK: Yeah. This chappy might be shorter than the last one but that's because they're supposed to be short chappies. Kaykay? Good. Bakura?
YBM: *sigh* Brought to you by Eggo Waffles and Frozen Toaster Strudel. Don't let anyone steal yours eggo's and Frozen Toaster Strudel? It's available at any store or your freezer.
YK: If you've already bought some. Eggo Waffles is because I'm bored; FTS is because I like it. I didn't feel like cooking my TS one day so I decided to eat it frozen. It works just the same. Anyways (Tell me if you want me to give up on the 'anyways' thing k?) I hope you liked it. And about the character thing? I need you before I get to the real world. Which might be in 'End Flashback'. I can start there. And if you're really nice, I'll write a sequal. Kay? After the story I'll put in thanks and stuff to all my reviewers unless it's important. So review if you wanna have your name heard in these author notes.
YBM: I'd suggest doing it. You wouldn't wanna be stuck in a room alone with ten thousand cats and no chocolate, would you? (dundunDUN)
YK: Bakura! Stop scaring off my readers. You're the only one who hates cats. Everyone else loves them. Oh! Here's a birthday present.
YBM: What? It's not my birthday.
YK: Just take it. *hands him a package*
YBM: Alll riiight…. *opens it* Ahh! Kitten of DOOM!
'You Betrayed Me'
'It Hurts, To Be Under Your Spell'
'End Flashback'
'Sitting by the River'
'I Love You, Stupid TombRobber'
'The Love of a Pharaoh'
'The Sacrifice, I'm Sorry'
'I Will Get You Back'
'Finally Finished'
See ya next time!
Yami Kori