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Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to all of you, our loyal readers who bear with a couple of knuckleheaded baka's. Especially InuYoishu, who has actually PM'd us every know and again getting on our asses about getting this story up and running! THANK YOU!

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Chapter Two:

Crimson eyes slowly opened, tiredly blinking away the remaining sleep. Atem raised his hand and tiredly rubbed his face, moving a few stray strands of blonde fringe away from his face. Sighing, Atem started to sit up, when the Pharaoh felt a weight upon his chest, restricting his movements. Looking down, a small smile made its way to his normally hard features.

His pale lover lay halfway on his chest, his pale face burrowed into Atem's neck. Yami's usually tense face was relaxed, making him look younger then his 21 years of age. His crimson-amethyst colored eyes hidden behind long lashes that made his already beautiful orbs radiate with warmth and love. Atem smiled, noticing that his younger lovers face was peaceful, not drawn and etched with fear that usually showed when the young Demon was dreaming of the Little One.

Atem's smile flattered at the thought of the mysterious boy with wide, innocent amethyst colored eyes. The Angels and Demons had called a truce so many years ago after the last war, allowing the Angels and Demons to live in harmony. Now, so many years later, it was no surprise that Atem, Pharaoh of Upper andLower Egypt, Ruler of Egypt's Demon community, was concerned for the young Angel. Even though most Angels looked down on those who mated with a Demon, thinking that they 'went against their ways' or something like that, but it wasn't illegal in either Heaven or on Earth.

However…the dreams that Yami were having showed that Ushio was working with an Angel, an Angel who was beating, slowly killing one of his own kind. It worried Atem, knowing that Ushio, as much as he hated it, was a powerful Demon that rivaled his own strength, was working with an Angel. Ushio hated Angels with a passion, so to hear that he was working with an Angel that scared the shit out of him.

Sighing, the Pharaoh raised a hand and started to card it through his lovers' surprisingly soft hair, knowing that it would help calm him down. Atem's eyes lost focus as he began to think

Angels were known for there extraordinary kindness and loyalty. They never hurt anything, especially their own kind, unless they are threatened. If the Little One had threatened the Angel, then it might be understandable after the first time, but Yami's been having these…dreams, visions, whatever's for almost a year now. Why was the Angel tormenting the Little One? What had he done? It confused Atem more and more as he continued thinking on it. 'Damn it!' Atem cursed, getting even more pissed by the second. 'I need to figure out what the hell is going on! If the Angels are teaming up with Ushio, a known criminal in Heaven and Earth, then something big is going on. Are the Angels preparing for another war?' Atem thought, his temper slowly rising.

"Até, as much as I love you, I think I love my hair more" a baritone voice drawled from beneath him, startling the young Pharaoh. Atem looked down into sleepy, but amused crimson-amethyst eyes.

"Oh, sorry Yami" Atem said sheepishly, releasing the tight hold on is lovers hair. Said lover raised his hand up and patted it, mumbling something suspiciously like 'stupid lovers who think they can rip out my hair' Atem chuckled softly and bent down to place a tender kiss on his lovers forehead.

"Good morning Yami."

"Good morning Até. May I ask what had you so upset that you decided to give me a bald spot on my head?" Yami asked softly, returning the kiss. Atem gave him a weak smile.

"I was just thinking of the Little One." Atem admitted sadly, his crimson colored eyes filled with sorrow. "I was thinking about Ushio, who was working with that Angel, and wondering what the Little One did, or didn't do to earn such treatment. And if maybe the Angels were going to violate the truce and attack us."

Yami stared up at his lover, his crimson-amethyst eyes sparkling when the sunlight caught it, before he sighed and snuggled closer to his lover.

"I have been to" Yami muttered. "I'm worried about him. I know he won't last much longer if Ushio and the Angel continue to torture him. His spirit is weak, and getting weaker with each passing day."

Atem sighed and continued carding his tanned hand through his younger lovers' hair. "If what you say is true, and I do not doubt that it is, then we need to set up a meeting with the Gods and discuss this, and how it will affect both Earth and Heaven."

Yami nodded his head in agreement, sighing softly. Five thousand years after the last war, with the truce still strong (or at least…they hoped it was still strong), the Demons on Earth and Angels in Heaven still avoided each other for personal reasons. Demons had different views on life as did Angels, and out of respect, they left each other alone. A meeting between the two species was rare, usually only happening during the Annual Summit where the Gods of Heaven and the Seven Lords of Heaven, the Thirteen Demon Lords and One Ruler, and the King of Humans got together. To call a meeting seven months early was unheard of.

"When should we send in the request?" Yami asked softly. Above him, Atem sighed as he thought about it.

"In a few days; tomorrow at the earliest. We can't do it today as we will be busy with the Counsel today." Atem said. Yami nodded his head before he sat up and stretched, his back arching much like a cat would do. Atem let out a small whine of protest when his lovers' warm body left his, causing Yami to crack a smile.

"Sorry Até, but like you said, we have a busy day today, so we need to get up" Yami said, a large smirk plastered on his face, causing Atem to scowl at his lover. Giving his lover a kiss on his forehead, Yami got up and pulled on one of the elegant satin red black silk robes he had gotten as a courting gift a few years ago from Atem. Swaying his hips slightly, earning a whistle of approval from his husband and lover, Yami walked to the elegant mahogany doors of there room and opened it a crack. Poking his head out, he spotted a young servant girl with dark brown hair and bright golden eyes in the normal clothes of a servant gowns (a knee-high light brown dress that was light enough to not have a heat stroke when doing the chores in the summer, but heavy enough to not be see-through) walking down the hallway.

"Excuse me, Miss?" Yami called softly. The girl lifted her head slightly, making sure not to make direct eye contact, which was forbidden for all of those of lower class, and walked over to the young teen, bowing when she reached him.

"Yes my Lord?"

Yami smiled. "If you're not doing something else, would you go and see if the Kitchen Master is still there and ask her if she could make something for Pharaoh Atem and myself?" Yami asked, making sure to let the young girl know that if she was doing something else, then to get another person to do it.

"Of course my Lord. I will be honored to go" the young girl said, smiling at the young Demon. Yami beamed.

"Thank you. Oh, and do you know if High Priests' Seth and Seto, Torture Masters Bakura and Marik, Executioners Akefia and Mariku, Captains Joey and Malik, and Healer Ryou are up?"

The young girl paled at the mention of the five Demons where mentioned. No doubt, the young girl had heard of Bakura, Marik, Mariku, and Akefia's sadistic streaks and Seto's infamous temper. Seth was nearly as bad as his Akhu, but was more…level headed then the others.

"T-the executioners, Torture Masters, and High Priests are up, however I have not seen their other lovers. W-would you l-like me t-to wake them?" the young girl literally began to tremble at the thought of having to wake up the pregnant lovers of the people who can kill and torture you without a care in the world. Mentally, Yami sighed. Those six...

Yami smiled softly at the girl. "No, I'll send Até to do that. I'd rather not send someone to a rather...painful death" Yami grimaced slightly, causing the young girl to visibly relax. She chuckled softly, before she nodded her head in agreement.

"Very well Milord; is there anything else you may need?" the girl asked.

"No, thank you. You are dismissed" Yami said, waving a hand in a sign of dismissal. The young girl bowed once more and quickly left.

Yami smiled and went back into his room, only to be ensnared in his husband's strong arms.

"So what is this I hear about me going to wake up three pregnant people, two of which are Demons?" Atem asked, amusement in his voice.

"Umm…would you believe me if I said you didn't hear anything?" Yami asked cheekily, causing Atem to laugh.

"Not at all Lover of mine, not at all" Atem replied. Yami sighed in mock disappointment.

"Damn, I thought you would have" Yami muttered, shaking his head playfully.

Atem shook his head; his crimson colored eyes alight with amusement. Atem was happy; slowly but surely his lover was starting to show his old self again. Since the visions of the Little One had started, Yami had withdrawn into himself, hiding away his emotions and retreating to his former self. And to be honest, as much as he wanted to help the Little One, Atem hated him.

Hated him for what he was doing to his lover, his husband, his Mate, his One. He hated the Little One for causing Yami to go back into that scared, abused child that he, Akefia, Mariku and Seth had found nearly five years ago.

As soon as those feelings appeared, they were immediately squashed, chopped, pureed, destroyed, and locked into a small box, which was promptly thrown into the dungeons and the key was lost forever more. Atem knew, deep, deep down inside, that it wasn't the Little One's fault for being in his situation. Atem knew that if the Little One had known what he was doing, he would have been horrified. How Atem knew, he didn't know; it was just a…sense that the Pharaoh had, similar to his 'Yami sense', as Bakura and Akefia had so aptly put it.

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