Forever in Eternity
A slender lightly tanned figure watched as the crowds gathered the streets from his view from the balcony. He smiled as he saw the flags of Pharaoh and his troops come into view. The people were cheering and shouting at the excitement. They had returned from the battle with the barbarians from the North.
The figure smiled and ran from the balcony as he made his way to the front doors of the palace.
"Prince Yami, do you think that is a proper way for a prince to act?" a voice stopped him.
The crimson eyed prince turned to see his father's future advisor standing close by.
He would become the advisor in a private ceremony tomorrow. The would-be advisor was the only an inch or two taller than himself thou he was three years older than him. His skin was darker than his own, and he had violet eyes, his hair was a pale blonde color, doubt it was his natural color.
"No, it's the proper way of a son to greet his father," Yami answered and walked away.
The young advisor just narrowed his eyes as he watched the young prince make his way to the front door.
"Caleb," he hissed as the prince disappeared from his sight.
A fair skinned young man with golden eyes and snow like hair appeared behind him from the shadows.
"Yes, Marik?" Caleb asked in a bored tone.
"Why didn't you inform me that they had returned?" Marik hissed at him.
"I didn't know, I've been with you all day," Caleb hissed back.
Marik turned and struck him across the face.
"Watch you tone with me, for I'm the only one who wants you," Marik hissed and walked away.
Caleb wiped away the blood that had come from him mouth.
One day he would be free of this. No matter how many times he hit him, Caleb would never respect him, not an arrogant bastard who had would betray his only brother just for the money, hell he do it for free. Speaking of his brother, he should be back as well.
Caleb made his way quietly followed where the prince had gone. He waited in the back as the people gathered around.
Yami waited at the steps of the palace as he father come to him. They hugged each other and went inside away from the cheers of the public to talk in private.
Caleb watched quietly and looked around. He was searching the crowd, looking for a certain blonde.
"Looking for me?" a voice called form behind starting him.
He turned around and looked at the very same person he was looking for. Then he noticed his grin, we'll have none of that.
"No" Caleb simply said and walked away.
Jono grinned and followed him.
"I missed you too, Caleb," Jono said as he caught up to him.
Caleb turned to insult him when he noticed his uniform.
"You're Captain of the Guards," Caleb stated.
"Yeah, are you proud of me?" Jono stated cheerfully.
"You finally managed to beat you're brother in something," Caleb said and continued to walk.
"Speaking of my brother, have you seen him?" Jono asked.
"I'm Marik's assistant not his keeper," Caleb said.
"Of course not," Jono said.
"Caleb, wait," Jono said as he snaked an arm around his waist causing Caleb to hiss.
"Caleb," Jono quickly stood in front of him, and noticed the pain in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Jono asked worried.
"It's nothing, just a bruise," Caleb said.
Jono pulled Caleb over to the side, where no one could see them. Thankful that Caleb wore very lose clothing. He wore a lose shirt that kind of wrapped around his frame with a slash, and the rest would flow like a skirt.
He pulled down Caleb's shirt much to his protest, and his eyes widen with what he saw. All over the left side of his abdomen was covered in bluish purple bruises.
"Just a bruise, huh," Jono said to Caleb who was quickly covering himself, while keeping his gaze away from Jono eyes.
"Who did this to you?" Jono asked angrily.
"Why do you care?" Caleb hissed.
"Just tell me," Jono stated.
"I was running an errand for Marik; I had to go outside the palace walls. You know how boys can be with someone who's different like me," Caleb said not daring to look at Jono, for fearing he would know he was lying.
Caleb didn't think it was prudent to tell Jono that his brother has a nasty habit of beating him when he is upset.
Jono shook his head believing every word of it. It really wasn't far from the truth the children always were cruel to Caleb because he of his fair skin and hair.
Jono took hold of Caleb's chin and forced him to look at him.
"Tell next time if you need to go outside the palace walls. I will go with you, I'll protect you," Jono said gently wrapping his arms around Caleb and brought him closer. They were close enough to kiss but Caleb wouldn't allow it.
"What makes you think I need your protection," Caleb hissed and tried to pull away but Jono held on. A part of Caleb would gladly stay in his arms forever but he couldn't.
"Damn it, Caleb, don't you see, you mean a great deal to me," Jono whispered as he placed their foreheads together.
Caleb looked into Jono's auburn eyes, they showed so much love but he couldn't have it. He wasn't worth it.
"I have to go," Caleb whispered and pulled away.
He quickly walked away, he need to be alone.
Jono watched as the one person he loved with all of his heart walked away from him. Jono knew he loved him back, he could tell by the way he looked back at him, it reflected what was shown in his own eyes, but why would he leave, why?
"Brother," a voice called him from behind.
Jono turned to find a slender, violet eyed brother coming his way.
"Marik," Jono said as he made his way to his brother.
It was true they were brothers but they didn't look it. Jono looked more like his father, Pharaoh Amun's old advisor. He was a pure blooded Roman who had sided with Egypt after falling in love with his mother, a pure blood Egyptian. Marik looked more like her, except he received a lighter blonde from their father, thou not that blonde.
He loved his brother, like one should love their brothers but they never got along. Not even when they were children.
"I see you have become Captain of the Guards," Marik said bored.
He had always disapproved of Jono's choices, he thought being a simple captain of the Guard was nothing in comparison to being the Pharaoh's advisor, but it was something he wanted.
"Yes, I hear you will become advisor tomorrow during a private ceremony," Jono stated.
"Yes, now if you excuse me, I have thing to do," Marik said walking past him.
"Marik, wait. I need to speak with you," Jono said.
"What about?" Marik said in a bothered tone.
"It's about Caleb," Jono said.
"What about him?" Marik asked.
"I saw that he bruises on his stomach," Jono said.
"You saw his stomach," Marik said with a raised eyebrow.
"I touched him and he hissed so..." Jono started.
"You touched him?" Marik echoed.
"That is beside the point. He says he got them, while doing an errand for you outside the palace walls," Jono stated.
"And?" Marik asked, rather please of how well trained he had him.
"What I am trying to say is, don't send him out anymore, and if you absolutely need him to get something for you, tell me, so I could go with him," Jono stated.
"Have a soft spot for my servant?" Marik asked amused.
"He's not your servant," Jono stated.
"Whatever, I don't tell you want to do with your soldiers so don't tell me what to do with him," Marik hissed.
"Look Marik, if I see he has another bruise of his body, you will pay for it," Jono stated in irritation.
"I'm very afraid," Marik mocked and walked away.
"Remember, I have just as much power as you, if I want you could be discharged," Jono stated.
"What?" Marik hissed.
"I have that much power, I am also an advisor," Jono said.
"In matters of war and safety," Marik stated, "besides I thought you hated have just power over people."
"I do, I'm ashamed to even threaten you with it, but mark my words Marik, Caleb means the world to me, and I will not allow you to put him in harm's way," Jono hissed.
"Remember, I'm good friends with Yami and the Pharaoh," Jono stated and walked away.
Marik narrowed his eyes at his retreating brother's form; he had grown a back bone it seems.
Pharaoh Amun pulled his son through the corridors.
"Father, where are we going?" Yami asked.
"I have a surprise for you," Amun answered.
"A surprise?" Yami asked.
Amun and Yami stopped in front of a closed chamber, very close to Yami's chamber. Yami had learned over time, that the room was reserved for the Pharaoh's favorite concubines, but his father never had concubines, he had been loyal to his mother even after her death. She had been the daughter of a Greek general who had come to the lands.
Yami always thought the room would be empty.
"Now, Yami I want you to please be careful or not to use for harm," Amun told his son.
Now Yami was confused, he was only eighteen the only harm he did was when he played in the Shadow Games.
Amun slowly opened the door and lightly pushed Yami inside.
Yami stood in wonder at what he saw.
I'm pretty sure you guys figured out whom who's in the story and how old they are but here's a heads up any ways. Some of them won't so clear on the age.
Yami: (18)
Setti: Seto (16)
Jono: Joey (19)
Caleb: Bakura (17)
Marik: (21)
Did you notice none of them are the same age? I have no idea why I did that?
More characters will come out later and I inform about them too, okay.
