Atemu woke up in his room, though he was not sure how he got here. Everything was a bit of a blur, he only remembered falling asleep in the garden. Though he felt something familiar. He sat up and looked towards the balcony. There was a shadow there, but he didn't know whose. He slowly stood up and made his way towards the balcony. He gasped loudly and ran right into the arms of his brother. Tears were falling down his face as he held Bakura tightly. The other boy softly stroke his little brother's hair, murmuring soft words to him. Though he couldn't hold back his own tears. Atemu finally let go of him and he gasped at the appearance of his brother. His clothes were torn and dirty. He held a lot off bruises a little wounds, but those were the least of Atemu's concern. Bakura's eye was bleeding and it looked deep, at least deep enough to leave a scar. He slowly got the tears in his eyes again. He didn't like it to see his brother this way.
"Yami don't worry I'm fine." Bakura said, trying to comfort him. Though deep inside he knew it was bad lying against his little bro. His eye hurt like hell, maybe it even had an infection. He hadn't eaten anything in quit a while, so his ribs were showing themselves. He just needed to make sure he didn't pass out right now and then he would be fine. He felt sleepy though, he hadn't gotten any decent sleep since their home was attacked and they had taken Atemu away from him. They were the only survivors. Atemu quickly wiped his tears away. He couldn't show any weakness now.
"Bakura why don't you come and live here in the palace? We can always see each other that way." Atemu asked hopefully.
"I don't know Yami, I'll think about it. I have to go now, behave yourself and don't worry, I'll come back soon." Bakura promised before going to the rope again. He waved one more time before lowering himself. He disappeared into the night. Atemu sighed.
"My real name is Atemu, Bakura…" He whispered before lying down again and falling asleep.
The next morning Atemu blinked his eyes open. The sunlight hit his face as he turned over.
"Maybe I should take a bath." He said as he stood up. He walked to another door and found the bathroom in there. Well if you could even call it a bathroom. It was fucking huge! He quickly undressed and sank in the warm water. He sighed softly, relaxing and closing his eyes. Meanwhile the door to his bedroom opened. Amen looked around for her son, but couldn't find him. Panic slowly rose in her until she heard water. She quietly made her way to the bathroom and sighed relieved to see her son there. Atemu was trying to scrub his skin, but he scrubbed to hard. Which caused him to curse and rub the sore places. Amen just laughed as she sat behind him. She took the cloth and started rubbing his flesh softly. After she was finished she took the shampoo and massaged Atemu's hair together with it. The smell of lotuses started to fill the room. Atemu sighed happily at the smell. It made him feel peaceful. Amen washed the soap out of his hair and helped him out of the bath. She applied a towel around his waist and led him towards his wardrobe. She chose some clothes and some gold. She helped him with getting dressed and dried his hair. She had to laugh at the appearance of her son's hair. It was wild and was standing all the ways. She brushed his hair softly. After all of that was done, she stood up and took Atemu's hand.
"We're going to walk around and explore the palace." Amen said gently. Atemu nodded and followed her quickly. They first went to the throne room, where Aknamkanon was sitting in his throne, talking to his adviser. He looked up and smiled softly to see his wife and son standing there. He excused himself and walked towards them. He gave his wife a quick kiss, before lifting his son up. He smiled softly and placed the six year old on his shoulders. He grabbed a hold of the little boy's legs. He again excused himself and walked together with Amen and Atemu out of the throne room. Next they went to the courtyard. The horse stabled were next. After Atemu greeted Ardanwen, they moved to the library. Atemu looked up to see Seto, his eyes glued on the pages of the book he was reading.
"Heey Seto!" Atemu shouted. Said person looked up and waved. After a little chat they next went to a place they didn't actually wanted to take Atemu. The dungeon. But he had to know so he wouldn't come here accidently and get hurt. As they walked down the stairs, Atemu slowly moved more to his mother. When down he literary clutched at his mother's skirt. She placed an hand on his back, rubbing little circles and trying to relax him. She placed an arm around his shoulders. They slowly went to the cells. Most of them held old men who betrayed the pharaoh. The trio slowly walked further into the dungeon.
"Yami?" Atemu heard a soft voice say. He turned to the cell on his right, allowing his eyes to adjust the darkness. He gasped loudly.
"Bakura!" He cried out. He fell to his knees as he saw his brother coming closer. He grabbed Bakura's hand, feeling how cold it was. He cringed at the feeling.
"What happened? How did you end up here?" Atemu asked.
"Got caught last night when I tried to get away. I'm sorry." Bakura hung his head. Atemu gave the hand he was holding a comforting squeeze.
"Don't worry Bakura, I promise I'll get you out of here. Until then, here." He gave Bakura his cape, so he would at least have a little warmth. He exited the dungeon and turned to his father with a pleading look.
"Please father! Release Bakura and let him live here!" He cried out.
"Atemu that man came into the palace previous night and may have stolen something! He's going to be judged by the gods." The pharaoh answered. Atemu didn't do anything to hold back the tears.
"He didn't steal anything! He came to see me! When I needed him the most he was always there! Why isn't anybody listening to what I want, I desire?! I maybe six but I do have a brain!" He cried out. Everybody was to shocked to even speak. With that, Atemu ran back to his room, slamming the door and falling on his bed, crying softly in the pillow.