Sorry about the bad grammar in the last chapter but I was kind of in a rush when I typed it and read it.
Don't you hate it, that you notice your mistakes after you posted them. That happens to me all the time.
There isn't that much of romance in this chapter, more information and background, really.
The reason Yami and Setti are not together so quickly, is because like I stated in "Mine", I have my own little universe where this all makes sense, not really.
Thanks for the reviews.
Forever in Eternity
Jono walked with his hands clenched into fists.
How could his brother be so arrogant?
Jono had hated threatening Marik like that, but he left him no choice. Caleb was too precious to him. Of all the people he had meant, Caleb was the only one who made him feel the way he does. All he wanted to do was hold the young assistant and kiss those lips that he desired since he was young.
Those lips that taunted him so, all he wanted to do was protect him and savor him. To know how it feels to hold him at night or his taste.
He had felt like this since he first met him. At first it was an innocent love, that he felt, and thought would go away, but through out the years it grew in to a passion.
He could remember the first day he met him.
Jono and his father had left the palace and traveled through the city. He had only been 13, then Marik had just turned had just turned 16 and was beginning his studies to became the Pharaoh's new advisor. His father was a proud Roman, who walked the streets dressed in commoner's cloaks to hide their royal gowns underneath.
Jono had always loved to come on his father's strolls through the city. It made him more aware of what needed to be done. When he was just a baby, the Pharaoh had joined his father all the time. But after the death of his beloved wife, when Prince Yami was born, all of his energy went into his son.
Pharaoh Amun trusted his father enough to follow on his judgment.
He and his father walked silently watching all that went around them.
As his father walked along, something caught his interest; a group of boys were teasing and beating on a young little boy.
Before Jono knew what he was doing he ran to the group, and tried to stop the fight. But in the process got hit in the face himself, anger filled him but before he could do anything, his father had frightened the group away.
"Jono, what happened?" his father kneeled down to look at his face.
"They were attacking this young boy, papa," Jono said and quickly looked to find the young boy lying on the floor.
He was unlike anyone he had ever seen before. His skin was fair and his hair was as white as the clouds above.
The young Jono kneeled down and asked if the young boy was alright.
He looked into the golden colored eyes and instantly mesmerized.
"Thank you," the young boy whispered through a cough.
Jono sat on the ground and held the boy who winced in pain.
The whole time, he father watched with an amused look on his face. True was worried for the young boy's well being but he had never seen his son so gentle with another.
"Caleb," a voice shouted in the crowds.
Jono and his father could hear the disdain and malice that dripped from that one word. At that moment, Jono felt very sorry for whoever Caleb was.
Then he looked down at the young boy in his arms. He started to shake and tighten his hold on him.
"Are you Caleb?" Jono asked causing his father to return his attention to his son and the boy.
The young boy meekly nodded.
"Caleb, you worthless boy were have you been?" an angry man appeared before them.
"I'm sorry father, but…" Caleb started to whimper. The man looked nothing like the young boy in his arms.
"I don't want to hear it. You're coming with me right now," the man reached out to Caleb, but Jono would not allow it.
Jono only held him tighter and pulled Caleb away.
"Listen here you brat give me back my…" the man shouted at Jono but his father stepped in the way.
"The boy will not go with you. He is coming with us," his father stated.
"What how dare you…" the man started.
"He had been chosen to become the assistant to the advisor of the Pharaoh," his father said.
"That can't be my son is only 11 years old," the man sheered.
"He will go into training," his father stated.
All the while, Caleb stopped whimpering and climbed in Jono's arms until he was face to face with his rescuer.
"What's going on?" Caleb asked confused.
Jono smiled and held him tight.
"You're safe now, we're talking you to the palace," Jono smiled.
The boy looked at him in confusion and then smiled light at him.
"In any right, who do you think you are taking my son?" the man brought back their attention.
"I am the Pharaoh's advisor," his father said revealing the royal clothes underneath.
The man stayed quiet with widen eyes and confused as his father walked back to them to lift them both up to take them away.
Jono smiled at the fond memory. He missed the way Caleb had been back then. But his innocence quickly melted away into strength in which he wanted no one to save him, he wanted to be stronger.
Jono stopped at the entrance to his best friend's bed room before knocking and walking in.
Inside he found, Yami lying face down on his bed, appearing to be very frustrated.
"Yami, what's wrong?" Jono asked as he sat down.
"I just met the young Dark Magician, that father brought," Yami answered as he looked up at his friend.
"Oh, him, yes, I met him after the battle, but why are you frustrated is he annoying or something?" Jono asked.
"No, it's not that. His beautiful and innocent and I want him," Yami stated.
"He is yours," Jono stated.
"No, Jono, I want him," Yami stressed.
"Ohhh," Jono said.
"But he's so innocent and childlike, and he still afraid, I don't even know his name," Yami asked.
"I can imagine. Did your father tell you where he is from?" Jono asked.
"I believe he say of the Clan of the Sea," Yami answered.
"Yes, he is but did the Pharaoh tell you want happened to the clan?" Jono asked again.
"No, what happened?" Yami asked.
"They were slaughter them, Yami, all of them, expect for him. I imagine he was there and saw it all happening. Judging on how the leader of the Barbarians wanted to go back for him, I would say he had a strong… interest in the young Dark Magician," Jono stated.
Yami's eyes widen at all the new information he had just received. It would take time for the Dark Magician to trust him. He wouldn't be surprise if he never trusted him but Yami wasn't one to give up so easily. Then all of a sudden he felt a great sadness for the young boy.
"Change the subject, something happier please!" Yami stated.
"Like what?" Jono asked.
"Like how does it feel to be the new Captain of the Guards?" Yami smiled.
"Ah, finally noticed. It feels…great," Jono stated.
"Jono I actually think you are the youngest Captain of the Guards, ever," Yami stated.
"Yeah, but the soldiers respect me, and follow my orders. They like me," Jono stated.
"That's good," Yami stated.
"You manage to beat your brother, good," Yami stated after a while of silence.
"Wow, you really like my brother," Jono stated sarcastically.
"What can I say Jono? No offense, but your brother's an arrogant jerk," Yami stated.
"I know but he's still my brother and the new advisor," Jono stated.
"Speaking of the subject of advisor, have you gotten a change to see your beloved?" Yami asked.
"Yes, but nothing has changed," Jono sighed.
"Really? I thought he liked you, one can tell just by watching you two, you like each other," Yami stated.
"I know but there's something he's not telling me and it's getting me worried," Jono stated.
"All I can tell you it keep trying Jono maybe he'll tell you," Yami stated to his friend.
"Come on, let's go walk over, I missed the palace," Jono stated as he lifted himself from the bed.
Yami followed and they exited the door to find Marik yelling at Caleb.
Jono quickly went to the Caleb's side and asked what was wrong.
Marik glared at his brother and back at his assistant.
"Nothing, this fool had run off some where when I need him," Marik hissed.
"I get it. I was with you all day, and you didn't need me then, plus I had things to do," Caleb hissed back.
Yami smiled, he had not known Caleb that well, the two barely even talked but he was the only one who not dare back from Marik. The adolescent had lots spirit and brains. Despite only being Marik's assistant, the young man had show more wisdom than the would-be advisor.
"There's really no harm done, besides you aren't incompetent Marik, I'm sure you did just fine," Yami stated as he walked forward.
Marik turned and was about to hiss when something got his attention.
Yami and the others turned to find what had captured Marik's attention so, to find a curious Dark Magician staring back at them.
Setti had heard the shouts and wanted to know what was going on, he had always be too curious.
He regretted stepping out of his chambers, when he noticed one of the men looking at him with that look he disliked so much.
The others he accepted.
The young prince had look of surprise, mixed with longing but combined in a way to make it seem so gentle. They other two had a look of pure curiosity and surprise. A better look at them, and he found them interesting, Setti could practically see the strong bond between them. Those two were meant to be together.
Marik stared at him with longing and lust, never had he seen just a beauty, eyes unlike any other, a divine body and whose full lips were very desirable.
Yami looked back at Marik and wanted to hiss, Marik was practically drooling.
Marik walked past the group, much to Yami's dislike and straight to the Dark Magician.
"Marik," Yami shouted as he ran and stood in front of the would-be advisor.
"What is it Prince Yami? Can't you see I would like to meet our new guest," Marik stated.
"That's the problem, you see he's still very much uncomfortable by a very frighten ordeal, and I would like to keep him feeling comfortable as much possible until we earn his trust. That means no one is to brother him, unless he asks you to," Yami stated causing Marik to glare at him.
Yami only glared back at him, until he heard a door shutting behind him. The young Dark Magician had disappeared back in to his room, causing Yami's eyes to soften.
He was still scared of them.
Setti pressed his head on to the door, and sighed. The young prince was nice enough and they other two he didn't see anything that could not be trusted, thou he had met one of them before. It was the one Prince Yami called Marik that frighten him.
He recalled the look he gave him and it sent a shiver down his spine.
A single tear escaped his eyes, he wanted to go home.
I hope you like it, and please forgive me if there is any grammar mistakes.
