Title: Shoyu Suru (to Possess)

Author: Moses Requiem Fleitigan-Recinly

Rating: K but eventual M

Pairing: Blindingshipping and Linkshipping of dubious consent

Warnings: See above Yaoi, dubious consent

Notes: Egypt AU! I spent a hell'a lotta time researching for this fic…I hope you enjoy it!

Ackknowledgements: The Anthropology Dept at Rutgers for some Egypt info, the Junior Crew and such for making me keep writing…

Dedication: To Mercury, cus I haven't dedicated anything to her yet

Chapter One

Yuugi sat nervously at the foot of the Pharaoh's bed, a warm twilight breeze blew in from the balcony, ruffling his hair and causing the soft fabrics of the bed's canopy to swirl around him. It was approaching sunset and Atemu still hadn't returned to his chambers. The young slave strained his ears, listening hard for any sign of his master's approach. The soft sound of distant footsteps in the corridor caught his attention and he jumped up, rushing to the entranceway eager to greet his Pharaoh.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, little one," Atemu's voice was soft and sweet as he spoke to his favourite slave, but the look in his eyes told Yuugi something wasn't right, "There were…arrangements that needed to be made with Priest Seth."

"What kind of arrangements, my Pharaoh?" Yuugi asked, noticing the slight tone of distress in his voice.

Atemu sighed, placing his hand softly on Yuugi's hips, gently pulling him close. He pressed his lips gently against the smaller male's forehead. "Tomorrow is Seth's birthday. I told him I would get him anything he wished. He wished to spend a night with you."

Yuugi eyes went wide, and his heart seized up. "What did you tell him, Pharaoh? Surely you didn't agree!"

"I am a man of my word, little one. I said anything he wished. I cannot go back on that." Atemu kissed him lightly on the lips, hoping the gesture would reassure his slave and lover.

"Please, my Pharaoh." He said pleadingly, clinging to the Pharaoh hoping to endear to the soft spot he knew the Pharaoh had for him. "Doesn't Priest Seth have his own slave? I'm certain I've seen that pretty male slave with the light hair, following him to his chambers. Can he not simply spend the night with his own slave?"

"Spending the night with his own slave would not constitute a gift, little one." He explained softly, running his hand along the slave's pale cheek. "It is you he asked for, so it is you I have to give. Its only for one night, little one, nothing to make such a fuss over."

"But Pharaoh…" Yuugi began to protest, stamping his foot defiantly.

"You are forgetting your place, little one." Atemu's commanding tone silenced Yuugi quickly. "I am well aware you are spoiled far beyond that of any other slave in this palace, but that does not give you the authority to go against my commands."

Yuugi winced at the anger in his Pharaoh's voice and bowed his head submissively. "I'm sorry, my Pharaoh."

Atemu kissed him softly, entwining his fingers in his hair, causing the young slave to mewl contently. He pulled away and looked at Yuugi, his eyes serious. "You are to be in his chamber's tomorrow by sundown, understand?"

Yuugi nodded, pressing his body to Atemu's in a frightened manner. He liked Priest Seth; he had never treated Yuugi cruelly and respected the Pharaoh very much, but the idea of Priest Seth touching him caused a deep distress to seize his heart. The Pharaoh was the only one he had ever shared a bed with before, and while most thought him naïve because of this, he prided himself on belonging only to the Pharaoh. He felt it gave him a place of privilege in his master's heart. But if his Pharaoh wished for him to spend the night with Priest Seth, then he had no right to go against him.

Atemu kissed him again, seeing the tears that were threatening to fall from his love's eyes. It pained him to shout at Yuugi and to make him do something that he so clearly averse to doing. He didn't like the idea either; Yuugi was his most treasured possession, a possession he was not eager to share. But the fact remained that Seth was one of his most loyal guardians and trusted friends, and because Yuugi's status was primarily that of a sex-slave it was nearly impossible for him to decline Seth's request.

"You're shivering, little one." Atemu's said, feeling Yuugi trembling in his arms.

"It's getting cold, my Pharaoh," Yuugi lied, not wanting to tell the Pharaoh how frightened he was. He freed himself from Atemu's embrace and walked slowly to the balcony windows, breathing deeply for a moment, he took in one last look at the descending sun before uttering a short prayer, and drawing the curtains closed.

Im fairly proud of this story. The general idea (Egypt Au, Yuugi is Pharaoh's slave thing) is kinda cliched but i think im being fairly original with it...atleast ive never seen anything liek this one before...Please tell me waht you think...REVIEW!