Master
Rating: PG
Pairing: Seth/Jono
Disclaimer: I don't own YGO or any of its characters.
Jono whined as he was pulled by the hair towards a closed door.
"You've run away for the last time, boy," his captor growled. "I'm taking you to Master Seth. He won't be as kind as the Pharaoh." The man opened the door and slung Jono to the floor.
"What is the meaning of this?" A smooth, rich voice asked.
"Master Seth, this slave won't stay where he's supposed to stay. The Pharaoh has tried to be kind, but he keeps running away. I've brought him to you for punishment."
"Punishment is it? What is his name?"
"Jono."
"Thank you, I'll take over from here." The man stayed put, waiting anxiously. "Leave."
"Yes, Master."
"Jono, rise."
Jono ignored him and kept looking at the floor.
Seth kneeled in front of him and pulled out the knife which was hidden in the millennium rod. He held it up to Jono's throat. "Do you not understand a direct order?"
Jono looked up into the deep blue eyes and quivered. "Please," he begged in Greek.
Seth chuckled as he put the knife away. "I see," he said in Greek. "You speak Greek."
"My sister," Jono said.
"What about your sister, Jono?"
"Where is she?"
"I'll find out if you want me, too."
"Please, Master."
Seth smiled. "I'll tell the Pharaoh that you will become my slave."
Jono smiled, too. "Thank you, Master."
The next few weeks, Seth took Jono under his wing and began teaching him how to speak the language of the Egyptians. Seth even found Jono's sister for him. Then one day while Seth was sitting on his bed, he called Jono over.
"Yes, Master Seth?" Jono asked.
"Don't call me master any longer," Seth told him as he pulled Jono onto the bed with him.
"Are you giving me to someone else?" Jono worriedly asked.
"No."
"Then why am I not to call you master, Master?"
"Because you are the master."
"What?"
"You're the master of my heart." He pulled Jono into a passionate kiss.
"Mas…Seth," Jono sighed and curled up in Seth's embrace.