My Desert Oasis

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Down in the heart of Egypt, in the city of Cairo, there lives a great pharaoh.  However, great as he is, this pharaoh was rather . . .lonely.  This loneliness that he wished to burn away was his secret and his secret alone.  No one could know about this.  It would damage his image.  His image of needing no one, his image of one-man-rule-all, his image of strength, coldness, and pride could not be ruin.  For what would the people think of their ruler going soft?  Not that he cared what they think but he did not like being soft.  So he goes on ruling his desert kingdom but still keeping an ever vigilant eye for that one person that could unchain his hidden passion and desire and purge him of the painful loneliness deep within.  Thus our story begins . . .

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"Pharaoh Lucifer, one presents to you Miss Kelios of Luxor.  She is a fine maiden from the Krysania family and she wishes to be your queen.  She . . ."

Just great. Another suitor.

Lucifer examined the suitor.  Her blond hair was put up in a fancy design with pearls and precious gems hanging about.  Her lips were bright red. She had a full chest and was dressed in an overly designed outfit. This Kelios looked rather tacky.  Lucifer let out a sigh and turned his head away.  Obviously he was not interested.  "I have heard and seen enough.  Send her away."

Kelios, who had been smiling the entire time, frowned.  "But Lucifer-sama, we have not even spend anytime together yet."

"There is no need for that."

"Lucifer-sama, I assure you I will make a wonderful queen and will fulfill whatever expectations you have. Please, give me a chance. I will prove myself very worth-while."

Lucifer did not even bother to answer.  And why should he?  She was just like the other suitors.  She wanted him for his looks, power, and riches, no more.  He was disgusted with the way she begged and the lust in her eyes.  He waved his hand signaling to send her away once more.  She did not move.  She glared at him.  She was rather upset about being turned down. 

He can't do this to me. I am beautiful. I am graceful. I am the best around. He would dare turn me down.

Kelios spoke her mind, "I am Kelios Krysania. You cannot just turn me down like everyone else. I am destined to be queen of all Egypt!  My beauty and grace far exceeds anyone in this entire kingdom . . ."

"So does your ignorance," Lucifer calmly cut in.

"How dare you!?!"

"Miss Kelios, one calmly asks that thou observe thy tone of voice.  Thou should remember that thou art in the presence of the pharaoh." Mad-Hatter, one of Lucifer's high official, said coolly.

"Hmph. I would not have to raise my voice if not for that man. I do not care if he is the pharaoh.  He cannot reject me! I refuse to be sent away without a proper date. I will not be disgraced. You hear . . ."

"Silence yourself or die!" Lucifer hissed. Kelios froze. She did not want to die.  Lucifer stood up in his full height, turned and left the room never looking back once.  He had no reason to look back.  She was just another power-hungry, loudmouth, selfish woman.  She meant nothing to him.

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"Come this way, Miss Kelios.  Thy ride home is ready," Mad-Hatter said.  The Hatter smiled and held a hand out to the still stunned princess to guide her into her right direction.  When they reached her carriage the princess finally spoke up, "That, that man is cold-hearted and cruel. No one will ever love him."

Mad-Hatter continued to smile, "That is where thou art wrong dear princess. Many a number of people love Lucifer-sama.  Male or female, they throw themselves willingly at his feet.  It is that he does not love them. Thou would have been more correct if thou had said he will never love anyone. However, that statement, itself, could be wrong…  Farewell princess.  One is sure thou shall find thyself another prince."

"I will. My prince shall be more charming and better that that cold-hearted Lucifer. I swear Mad-Hatter, I will.  Just you wait. Good day to you too."

With that the carriage took off leaving a single solitude figure to itself. "One doubts thou will princess but thou art free to believe what thou will."

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Mad-Hatter turned, walked back toward the palace and started making way into the royal garden.  This garden was like no other.  It was filled with the most exotic and luscious of all flowers.  Small waterfalls gently flowed about creating a refreshing, sparkling mist. But everything paled in comparison to the pharaoh that stood amongst them. He was dark and beautiful.  His obsidian black hair perfectly in place. He had soft pale skin, sharp velvet eyes, kissable lips. He was muscular but still slender and elegant.  He truly was beautiful.

"Is that obnoxious girl gone?" the gorgeous pharaoh asked.

"Yes sir."

Lucifer touched a petal of a lilac. The smoothness of the petal allowed his finger to gracefully glide around and explore the purple flower.  "I do not want to see anymore suitors unless I say other wise.  Is that clear?"

"Of course."

Lucifer took his finger off the flower, turned and began to exit the garden.  "Master, where art thou going?"

"Out," was the only reply Mad-Hatter got.

"Then one shall wait until thou have returned. Have fun Lucifer-sama." Mad-Hatter stood where she was and waved at her master's receding form.

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It was near dusk and the market was beginning to clear up.  People had to go home and prepare dinner for their families. Lucifer wandered aimlessly around.  Being dressed in simple clothing and rags could not hide the exquisite beauty that he possessed. Many people stop rushing about to stare at this beautiful stranger amongst their midst.  Lucifer ignored the people's stares and continued on his walk.  He felt rather silly just meandering around without a destination to go to.  But this was better than being back at the palace. 

He walked passed a very big tavern. Deciding that he was thirsty and a little hungry he entered the tavern. This tavern was somewhat different.  There seemed to be quite a couple of merchants around.  They went about talking to certain people. It seemed like they were taking bets or something. When the bartender came up Lucifer ordered his drink and asked, "What is going on?"

"There's an auction goin' on. This ain't no ordinary auction though. They a sellin' slaves. I over heard they got some really nice lookin' people for sale. So we got a lot of people comin' tonight. If ya want a slave you ask one of those merchants over there and they'll show ya the merchandise."

Lucifer nodded his thanks.  He scanned the tavern for one of the merchants.  He suddenly caught glimpse of something red. It was a young man and he was in chains. It was as if the redhead knew he was being watch for he turned and stared straight at Lucifer. The man or rather boy had fierce green eyes. Lucifer stared right back at the boy until someone pulled at his chain and he was forced to end the starring contest.  Lucifer looked elsewhere and saw a merchant so he signaled for the man to come over. " Yes sir. How may I be of service?"

"I heard there is an auction going on. Could I look at what you have to offer?"

"Well sir. You see we only sell our products to certain people and . . ." He was a greedy man.  Lucifer took out a silk bag and shook it to emphasize that he had plenty of money to spare. "If I like what I see I assure you, my good man, I can pay whatever price you ask." 

The merchant's eyes lit up. "Right this way fine stranger."

Lucifer followed the short, fat man to the back of the tavern.  They went behind a door, which opened up, into another fairly large room.  The slaves were chained and set upon a platform to be shown off. Lucifer scanned the slaves. The bartender was right. There were some really nice looking people.  That did not interest Lucifer though. "Do like anyone of them sir?"

"Not really," Lucifer replied nonchalantly. A crash was then heard. "What was that?"

"It was nothing sir. Please continue your search. If you look over here there are some very fine looking women who would love to go home with you." Lucifer ignores the man and wondered toward the cause of the noise. "Sir, sir please come this way. Just ignore the sound. It's nothing. Sir, sir!"

Lucifer continues to walk toward the noise. He turned the corner and came face to face with the redhead he saw before.  The boy froze and stopped his struggling and looked back at Lucifer. "Look what you did you idiot. You are distracting one of our customers boy. Why can't you just be still and shut up like the rest?" the merchant shouted

"Dammit. Why don't you shuddup you ugly asshole.  I am not an idiot."

"Don't you talk with that tone of voice to me boy!"

"I'll talk however I want you old fart!"  Lucifer stood there watching the two argue. It amused him somehow.

What a fiery temper this boy has. This could be interesting.

"What is your name boy?" Lucifer asked. Both men stopped their arguing and looked at Lucifer. "His name is Michael. He is worthless. Don't let him bother you good sir."

"He asked me what my name was not you. And I am not worthless you piece of shit!"

"Yes you are boy. You're loud and obnoxious and …"

"I will take him. How much do you want for him?"

"WHAT!?!" Michael and the merchant blurted out at the same time. Lucifer repeated himself, " I will take him.  How much you want for him."

"My fine sir, I ask you to re-think your decision. You don't want this trash.  He is a nuisance." Lucifer threw his bag of money at the man. The merchant clumsily caught it.  "Take the whole thing.  The money is yours and the boy is mine." Lucifer stated.

Lucifer walked pass the man and toward Michael, who stared dumbly at him. He could not help but let out a smirk. He took hold of the chains and began to lead Michael away. The merchant still had not stopped starring at the pouch of money. The money meant nothing to him. He was a pharaoh after all. He still had plenty of money left. As Lucifer walked passed the merchant he could here the man mumble, "So much money. So much."

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"Who are you and buy did you buy me?" Michael finally said as Lucifer took the chains off his hands. "My name is Lucifer and the reason I bought you is non of your concern."

Why did I get him?

The redhead frowned. "You're a strange guy. But heck why should I care?" Michael shrugged his shoulders. "I'm just glad to get away from those bastards. Not that I needed your help or anything. I was just about to free myself but you came along and I decided leaving with you would be easier."

Lucifer did not say anything. He just smirked and continued on walking in silence. "Yo! Lucifer! Do you not like talking or what? Say something. I feel like I'm talking to myself here. It's making me feel stupid."

"Then stop talking." Michael stuck his tongue out at Lucifer but did not keep quiet. "Where's your house anyways. We've been walking a pretty long time and my legs are tired."

Lucifer kept quiet and Michael kept talking. "What's your job? You dress poorly but I saw that pouch of money. You're obviously loaded so why are your clothes so old and tattered up? Hey you. I'm talking to you. Helllooo! Are you there?"

Michael walked in front of Lucifer and waved his hands in front of his new "master's" face. Lucifer brushed Michael's hands away and said, "We are here."

"Ch' About time. I feel like I've walked for a century." Michael turned to see the house and his mouth dropped. He stood in front of a majestic palace. Since it was dark small graceful lanterns were lit to light the path toward the beautiful building. Lanterns were also draped across the balconies. It gave the place a sort of romantic touch. "Wow. Nice place ya got here Lucifer."

Michael continue to gawk at the place before his eyes.  He heard some footsteps and slightly turned his head to one side. He saw a strange figure standing in front of him. This person had the almost the same hair color as his own. He could not tell if this person was male or female though.  It was too flat for a woman but its face was too feminine to be a man. However, since it was wearing a skirt Michael, for the moment, assumed that it was female. This figure opens its mouth, "Pharaoh, one is glad that thou have returned safely. It seems that thou have brought a guest home. Shall one prepare a room for him?"

Before Lucifer could response to Mad-Hatter Michael burst out, " Ph, ph, pharaoh?  You're the PHAROAH!?! NO WAY!"

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