A/N: Okay, I realized only a few people are answering my question but it's all right. Last question, is it okay if I write a Yami Bakura/Malik Ishtar fic? Oh rest assured; I won't post it while I'm still writing this. Perhaps after this fic. It is a sequel to this story anyway.

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Chapter 15: This is it! (Part I)

Somehow, Seth eventually realized his mistake, and much to his utmost annoyance, everyone knows it too. Although no word was spoken about what transpired days ago, it was of no doubt that everyone, yes, High Priests included, were talking about the two cousins.

He watched his pharaoh from where he stood; knowing Atemu was purposely ignoring his gaze. Seth didn't break the stare, however, and let his mind race back to what Atemu said that night. Who was Atemu in-love with? So maybe it was wrong for him to pry on his cousin's private life and know his secret but he had his reasons. Something definitely happened. Nothing can upset his cousin that great, well nothing else that he knows of, in that case. The last time he was upset was when Mahado died and to know he was yet again back to his self-destructive self, Seth knew something was horribly wrong.

And he blamed it all to the person whom Atemu was in-love with.

'Have you ever felt heartbroken, cousin?'

Atemu's words hit him and he felt something in him flare dangerously. How dare that person, whoever it was, break his Atemu's heart like that?

Wait… 'his'?

Where did that word come from? Atemu was not his, although it is rather nice if his cousin belonged to him. What the—? His cousin never belonged to anyone and he knew it isn't right to treat his pharaoh like he was some unmoving non-living object.

And of all the absurdities, why all such ridiculous thoughts? He really should apologize now.

"High Priest Shadi, you may begin your report," the pharaoh's voice caught Seth's attention.

Shadi? Why Shadi? Since when did Atemu pick Shadi, or anybody else in this case, to report what was going on? He was the one whose supposed to tell the pharaoh those things. It was, although unofficially, his job.

All thoughts of making an apology fled his mind as he scowled and left the room, makin sure no one would notice him, heading for his chamber. But someone did saw him and said person merely looked away sadly.

"Pharaoh, are you well?" Shadi asked after finishing with his report. Atemu gave him a small smile; hoping to assure his priest that he was fine, "Yes High Priest Shadi," he answered.

He didn't mean to anger his cousin. He never intended to but he really wanted to be away for quite some time. It was bad enough that he had fallen for his cousin. He can't be distracted from doing his job and he definitely doesn't need a broken heart when doing it.

Perhaps ignoring Seth for three days in a row was too much. Even he would be annoyed if Seth somehow does it to him. But why would Seth care? He already has his Kisara (he found out her name in Shadi's report) so why bother?

Atemu breathed a sigh, shaking away his thoughts. He didn't have the luxury of time to ponder on such thoughts. Whatever happens, he will eventually forget his feelings for Seth, no matter the consequences.

Seth slammed his fist on his desk. What was wrong with him? Atemu chose Shadi to report the day's events, so what? It didn't have any effect on him. Maybe the pharaoh decided to ask Shadi for no reason at all. Seriously, he was giving everything meanings, and himself, headaches.

Yes, he was definitely taking everything seriously. Atemu didn't talk to him yesterday during their meeting because he was busy talking about irrigation canals with Karimu and he was busy last night with the scrolls Shimon gave him so he couldn't talk to his cousin. He simply didn't want to be concerned. Right?

Seth groaned in frustration. What was he thinking? It was apparent Atemu was trying his best to avoid him. And he knew Atemu was succeeding. What to do? What to do?

"You should talk to him."

What the—Isis? Seth rose from his chair. What was she doing in his chambers after clearly giving out orders that he was not to be disturbed?

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"How I got inside is not important," Isis said, "If you want to sort things out with the pharaoh then you should talk to him."

"Sort things out? We're not mad at each other, Isis," Seth answered.

"Perhaps not but everyone can see you're avoiding each other. Go talk to him."

"No. He started it so he must finish it likewise."

Isis sighed. Why must the other priest be so stubborn?

"Listen to me, you must talk to him. He isn't feeling well and you are the only person he will listen to." Aside from Mahado, she thought.

"No."

"He's avoiding you because he believes it is what he must do. Don't you get it, High Priest Seth? He's hurting and you're only making it worst."

This definitely caught Seth's attention.

"What are you talking about?" he asked. He's making it worst? Why? What is happening to his cousin? And how was he making it worst? He didn't do anything that might hurt him. Well none that he can think of.

"Go ask him," Isis finally said before leaving him alone in his room.

Seth eyed the door in annoyance before mumbling a few gibberish words. He was confused all right. He need to sort things out, whatever Isis said.

'You better be right, Isis,' he thought before heading for his cousin's chambers.

A/N: I know... shorter than usual... sigh.Part two will be posted soon (as soon as I can think of what words to write and how to transform them into the much awaited chapter by some). Read and review!