Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Crimson Ruby Love ❯ CrimsonRubyLove2 ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2

By Yamiyugikun

Authors notes: This is a revision of chapter 2.

"Would you like a tour of my garden?" offered the pharaoh politely snapping Seto out of his dream like gaze.

Seto blinked. Hearing the pharaoh's melodious voice awoke him from his daydream, thinking about the pharaoh's ruby eyes. The light still danced in them as Yami smiled invitingly. "Sure, Yami." Replied Seto his heart beating fast.

The high priest felt his linen pleated kilt lifted in the wind. A cool breeze crept under it caressing his olive sweaty skin. "Why is my heart beating so fast? Am I nervous? Am I afraid he'd think me to be coldhearted man though he's still my adversary?" Those thoughts raced through Seto's frantic mind.

Yami being a king was sensitive to the thoughts of his people. He knew simply by the change in Seto's demeanor something bothered the object of his affections. He took a step toward him holding out a delicate hand to reassure him. Seto took a step back hiding his hands behind his back. Yami knew Seto didn't trust him yet. He felt hurt. He said nothing back understanding the priest desired his distance.

"Shall we?" Yami said forcing a smile.

"That smile, he forced it." Realized Seto to himself. "I…I hurt him…again."

Feeling guilty the high priest extended his hand to Yami hoping he'd accept it. He did smiling genuinely. His scarlet eyes lit up sparkling even more beautifully than before like the suns rays playing about on the surface of gentle waves.

As they walked Seto inhaled taking a deep breath to calm his entire body. Yami grinned seeing the rise and fall of his muscular chest, and the golden ankh over his heart gleaming in the sun's light. Having exhaled Seto opened his sky colored eyes to have Yami's meeting his.

"You may love me but I'll still beat you, pharaoh," thought grinning Seto sheepishly at Yami.

They held hands as they strolled in the Eden like garden. On both sides of the cobblestone path daises with their long white petals reached out to embrace the warm sun. Besides the daises, patches of jasmine grew. The petals were golden while the bases of flowers were long and slender extending from the soil. Sections small yellow chrysanthemums planted close to the jasmines glowed vibrantly like patches of pure gold.

Mignonettes colored the garden in their myriad yellow pink and white colors adding to the splendor of the garden. Celosia with its long stalk and yellow to red petals growing in long cone shape grew plentifully in the garden too. Besides those flowers grew also cornflowers, mandrakes, irises, and convolvulus. Loveliest of all though was the romantic rose, a single bush growing by the redbrick wall enclosing the garden, which was blanked by dark green layer of thick ivy hiding the wall beneath. Wandering off the cobblestone path the pharaoh stopped by the rose bush breathing its sweet smell before picking the finest, deepest scarlet rose for his priest.

Holding out a bronze hand the pharaoh offered the scarlet rose, its petals open with drops of dew to the high priest. He could only admire the rose its beauty reflected in his sapphire eyes. The priest felt some dew roll off a petal onto his sweaty hand feeling the pharaoh laying it in his hand. Seto grinned seeing the pharaoh's lively crimson eyes, the light still dancing within them.

"Those eyes they beg for my love but I don't trust you yet pharaoh," pondered Seto to himself.

They continued on down the cobblestone path sheltered in the shade of trees like pomegranate. Its leathery narrow leaves glistened with a glossy sheen in the sun's tropical rays. Its red-brown bark shone many shades of red to brown like the auburn highlights in Seto's mahogany hair. Yami smiled thinking of Seto's hair studying the tree's bark. He looked at other trees like sycamore fig, nut trees, willows, acacia and tamarisk. They didn't appeal to Yami as being characteristic of Seto's features. But the jujube did. The naturally dropping tree seemed graceful, ornamental like Seto himself yet its thorny branches prevented anyone from coming too close. The ice around the high priest's heart was much the same when they first met blocking anyone who desired to know the heart of the high priest. But through time and trust the ice around the high priest's heart gradually melted for the time when he'd allow the pharaoh to know his heart.

"I desire to know his heart so soon yet only yesterday did I reveal my feelings for him," mused Yami to himself holding the high priest's hand as they came closer to the pond.

They stepped over the soft green grass kneeling by the pond's edge. Papyrus, its stem long thin and verdant, and its leaves long and pointy clumped to form a fan shape lined the pond's bank. Inside the circle of papyrus plants lily pads floated on the water's surface. Between the lilies were lotus blossoms their petals white and centers a vivid yellow. A few frogs croaked to each other resting on the plentiful pads. Beneath the pads under the water's surface swam a school of fish. Some left the cover of the pads to swim in the open under the shadows of Yami and Seto. The couple saw two of the fish swam madly about chasing one another. Then they calmed down circling each other. Eventually they made peace resting side by side.

"Between those fish a story similar to ours is told," said the pharaoh softly studying his reflection on the water's surface. "At first they fought against one another then grew to trust each other, side by side as they are now. We at first were opponents in the Dark Game, now we are friends, right Seto?"

The high priest looked at the pharaoh smirking. "Friends eh? I still consider you my rival in the Dark Game and some day, I will win Yami."

His comment surprised Yami that Seto still perceived him as an opponent. It'd take time for Seto to completely trust him opening his heart to receive his love. "Even if you're still my opponent feelings burn in me, feelings I can hardly contain Seto."

"Feelings?" wondered Seto.

"Like this." Whispered Yami.

Before Seto could blink the pharaoh's bronze hands touched his ochre cheeks pulling him closer. Seto shivered feeling the sweet breath of the pharaoh upon his lips, his myrrh perfume filling his nostrils. Yami's ochre lips, sweeter than the ambrosia of the gods tasted Seto's honey lips. The honey and ambrosia melted together, as the pharaoh's playful tongue darted into his mouth, tickling the roof of his mouth. Seto unexpectedly savored the nector like taste feeling Yami's tongue dive deeper, pressing against his tongue now. Suddenly the pharaoh pulled away his playful tongue gone. Seto fell back in the soft grass taunted by Yami's playfulness.

"Hey! What kinda joke is that?" muttered Seto frowning. His sapphire eyes narrowed demanded an explanation.

The pharaoh grinned, kneeling beside the high priest. He placed a delicate finger on his ochre lips. His soft fingertip outlined the shape of Seto's lips, his touch very sensual.

"It's called…love." Spoke Yami softly.

"Love huh?" babbled Seto to himself.

"Love." Whispered Yami speaking into his ear poetically. "If any lovemaking is done now it's only out of lust. When true love fills our hearts, our hearts shall sing and then can we celebrate in divine love, embracing each other physically."

"Haha," chuckled Seto to himself pulling away from Yami on the soft grass. Yami fell over as he leaned all his weight on Seto.

With his ochre makeup smeared and his once spotless kilt colored with grass stains Seto doubled over in laughter. "So intoxicated with love ya didn't see that coming, eh pharaoh?" laughed Seto grinning at him.

"Don't make fun of me!" muttered Yami outstretched on the wet grass beside Seto.

"Hahaha!" teased the high priest conceitedly throwing his head back. "Me make love to you!? HA!!"

"Why would I want to now that I see your teeth are dirty?" taunted Yami back playfully seeing Seto's teeth were slightly yellow.

"How dare ya!?" grumbled Seto jumping on the pharaoh who relaxed in the lush grass.

"Ooooo! My stomach!" gasped Yami barely able to breath pressed under Seto's weight with him atop.

"Silence!" commanded Seto grinning. "I win this game!" Saying that he pressed his lips to Yami's the nector mixing with the sweet ambrosia once again. The sweet taste drove Yami wild making him desire more.

Seto broke from the kiss rolling off Yami unto the grass beside him.

"No fair!" whimpered the pharaoh feeling his desires fall. "I'll get you for that."

"If you can," smiled the priest proudly sitting up resting his arms on his knees. He stood up giving a hand to Yami to help him up.

"Thanks." Said Yami cleaning himself off.

"What about lunch?" asked Seto feeling his stomach growl.

Neither realized how much time passed on the tour of the garden. Both felt their stomach's rumbling demanding something to eat. They dinned at a fine wooden table under the shade of a date tree the midday sun directly overhead baking the land with its heat. For their main course bread was eaten. It was the staple of the Egyptian diet eaten by everyone. On the side was fish caught from the Nile, roasted with garlic seasoning. The Egyptians loved garlic seasoning using it on meats. Other fruits eaten were kiwi, figs, apples, pears, peaches and pomegranates. For their drinks the men drank large jugs of beer. Beer was a favorite Egyptian drink as most Egyptians drank at least two jugs a day. It refreshed them cooling them off from the midday sun.

Feeling tipsy the merry priest took a roll of wrapped papyrus. He unraveled it reading the hieroglyphs as follows: "Lost in the desert breeze standing on the bank of the Nile I see a pharaoh gazing at me. I jump in the cool waters to swim across to meet him only to have a crocodile chase me."

Yami chuckled taking another sip of beer. "Ah, poetry with a touch of humor. I like it."

"Don't flatter me," grinned Seto his cheeks tinged with red from blushing.

"Really, I do." Smiled Yami honestly. "I wonder if we were meant for one another."

"Eeeh!?" said Seto spitting out his beer startled by Yami's idea.

The pharaoh burst out into laughter feeling the cool beer spit out by Seto spew his myrrh-oiled chest. "Your not one to hold your liquor, eh?" chuckled Yami gaily.

"But were we truly meant for each other?" he thought doubtfully. Then he remembered! He heard of a famous astrologer in Cairo who helped people by studying their auras to see if answers could be found. The astrologer also read palms, gazed into her crystal ball and even used tarot cards to help those in need. "Maybe she could help…"

The pharaoh mentioned her to the high priest thought who agreed the astrologer might clarify things. He had his own questions concerning his duels with Yami.

After lunch they left cleaned themselves up preparing to head into town to meet the astrologer.