Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Legacy ❯ Chapter Nine ( Chapter 9 )
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By: The Chaotic Ones 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Fantasy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.09.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 517 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Fantasy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.09.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 517 | Status: Completed
Aaries: ehehehehehe.... Well here's more!
PR: PLEASE-DONT-KILL-US-FOR-THE-DELAY-WE-DO-WRITE........HONEST!!!!!!!
Jef:Sorry its taking so long. With collage starting recently, and loosing one of our books and then having to do homework, its getting harder to get this done, but we Promise we will continue writing and we Will finish this series, I swear it. BTW we do NOT own Yugioh. even the idea behind this fic is pretty iffy nowadays.
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It was several hours later that the tour concluded, as Yami took Yugi to the Dark Temple to meet Seto and Mokuba. Yugi seemed very nervous coming into the temple, and Yami let him wait right outside the door in the temple’s garden. Seto really had a way with plants, and they flourished under his care and the courtyard of the temple was filled with blooming flora of all kinds. It was one of Seto's personal magics, to grow plants to be so lush.
The temple itself was almost deserted because not many people would openly worship the dark god, and Yami easily found his friend in the side alcove dedicated to the dark gods lover. "Hello, Seto, do you have a moment to talk?" Yami asked, coming up behind his friend.
"Certainly," Seto replied, turning to look at him. "It’s about your new slave isnt it?" Seto stated, more than asked, after one look at Yami's face.
"Um… yes, actually. How did you know?" Yami asked, clearly startled.
"You bought him with you," Seto pointed out, nodding to where the small slave could be seen just outside the temples door. "What do you want to do about him?"
"He is mine, and I want him taken care of and comfortable here. He needs new cloths and shoes as well," Yami explained, slightly embarrassed.
"I can take care of that," Seto responded confidently, then thought about it for a moment. "Better yet I can have Mokuba help him. He is young enough to be less of a threat I think, and he is smart. He will help Yugi feel more at ease here."
"Thank you, my friend," replied Yami sincerely.
"What all does he need?" Seto questioned.
"Cloths, shoes, etc. And I would like you to teach him to read and write."
"Are you sure about that? Most commoners can’t even write, and by the old laws it is forbidden to teach slaves." Seto said. "You would never be able to sell him or take him outside the palace."
"I am the Pharaoh." Yami said sardonically. "I believe it will not cause that much trouble, and I never plan on giving him up."
"And if he decides at some point that he wants to leave?" Seto asked.
"Then I will free him." Yami said quietly, the tone of his voice dead. "I truly hope that it never comes to that though."
Seto nodded, apparently having heard what he wanted to. "Very well, what do you want to dress him in? Black and purple would bring out the color of his hair and eyes very nicely, and contrast well with the alabaster tones of his skin."
"I wanted to dress him in white and silver." Yami said, surprised by the change in subject. "He is far too pure for anything darker."
"Yes, I can see that. Dance style clothing, right?" Seto said thoughtfully. "I will ask Mokuba to take him to Mai as soon as I find him again. He has been hiding ever since this morning’s little incident."
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Yami asked, able to guess how hard this was on the smaller boy.
"Actually there may be. Do you remember the girl I told you about the other night, the one Mokuba likes?" Seto asked, and when Yami nodded he continued. "She is currently working in the kitchen, but she is owned by one of the priests of light. He has her... on reserve,” Seto explained, seeing no way to say it tactfully.
"I see." Yami said, his eyes darkening. It was a common practice among the nobles and most priests to purchase young slaves and keep them as reserve sex slaves for when they reached a proper age. The usual age was fifteen. "How old is she now?"
"Fourteen." Seto said grimly.
"Your brother likes her and wants to get to know her before she becomes someone’s pleasure slave?" Yami asked.
"No, he wants for her not to become a pleasure slave," Seto clarified. "Is there anything you can arrange?"
"She works in the kitchen you say? What does she look like?" Yami asked thoughtfully.
"About the same size as Mokuba, with long hair the same color as mine but a little darker," replied Seto.
"I think I have met her, she was the one who fed Yugi last night," Yami murmured, the light of recognition dawning on his face. "I may be able to claim her as a personal slave to look after Yugi."
"That would probably work well," Seto admitted. "Perhaps she could try to keep Mokuba in line as well. He has been getting into an unusual amount of trouble lately, and a new friend may help settle him down."
"That or help him get into twice as much trouble." Yami snorted. "Either way it would be good for all three of them I think."
"All three of who?" Mokuba queried, somehow popping up just behind Seto. "I'll tell you tomorow." Seto gestured vaguely. "For now can you take Yami's new slave, Yugi, to Mai for a clothing fitting? He can’t talk but needs a dancer’s wardrobe in white and silver."
"Sure," Mokuba accepted brightly.
"Thank you. He is waiting just outside the temple. He didn’t seem comfortable coming in here."
"Not a problem, I'll get right to it!" Mokuba grinned, making his way over to the slave cheerfully.
"And try not to get into trouble!!" Seto called after his retreating form.
"Yea yea!" Mokuba grumbled, and Seto shook his head before turning back to Yami to make arrangements for when he would start teaching the boy.
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Yugi was watching a bird perched in the tree just outside the doorway, and thinking of the freedom the bird had. It could fly anywhere it pleased, and it had a beautiful voice as well.
"Hello!" a bright chipper voice said from close behind him, startling him out of his thoughts. "You’re Yugi right? Yami's slave?"
Yugi hesitantly nodded, looking the boy over. The boy looked only a little older than Yugi and he had long black hair that was tied back at the boy's neck.
"I’m Mokuba. I’m supposed to take you to Mai for some new clothes. As the Dark Prince's new slave you're going to need some nicer stuff… and a lot more, too." Mokuba said, talking about a mile a minute. "Come on, Mai is real cool, she’s the palace tailor. Just don’t call her a seamstress or she gets real cranky. It’s the apprentices who are kind of hard to get along with."
Yugi was more than just a little confused as he followed Mokuba first through the garden and then down long winding halls. Despite having had the tour that morning, he still got quite lost only a few turns into the halls. Mokuba didn’t stop talking the entire time though, and somehow Yugi felt more at ease around the long haired boy. Yugi was able to hide his confusion at being lost by listening to the boy talk about the various apprentices, who Mokuba had apparently had lots of run-ins with.
Then she was there, yelling like some kind of harpy. "YOU LITTLE BASTARD!!!!" She screamed directly at Mokuba. "I can not believe your brother had the audacity to call the Dark Prince into it!! Then my mother yelled at me, ME!! All because she was humiliated in front of the other priests!!" She continued along this vein for several minutes, and Yugi got a good look at her. She was a little shorter than Mokuba, but taller than Yugi with cropped brown hair and brown eyes set in a pretty round face. She was wearing a nice white dress with gold and rainbow trim around the edges and making a pattern on the front of it. She seemed nice enough, or she would have had insults not been rolling out of her mouth with every breath. "And on top of all of that you have been hiding like a coward in that ugly temple all morning!!"
Mokuba looked almost ready to either start crying or slap the girl, and Yugi had the feeling that neither of those things would be good. Gently he tapped Mokuba on the shoulder to get his attention when the girl stopped talking to catch her breath.
When Mokuba looked over at Yugi, the mute slave grinned and motioning to the girl made a face. Mokuba looked at him like he was crazy for a moment before biting his lip in an attempt to not start giggling.
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Mokuba thought that Yugi looked just like Tae when he made that face, and he wondered how he mimicked her expression so flawlessly. Trying not to giggle he turned back to Tae, who was now sputtering indignantly.
"What do you think the meaning of that farce is, Slave?" She demanded, in what Mokuba recognized as her most depreciating and insulting voice.
"Not a farce Tae, Yugi is just trying to remind me that we had something to attend to before we got caught up listening to your -lovely- screech." Mokuba said the last bit sarcastically, and before Tae could begin to pull her self together he grabbed Yugi and made a run for it, leaving the girl sputtering in their wake.
When the got around the corner two halls down, Mokuba finally gave in and started laughing. "Oh that was great!! How did you get so good at that Yugi?" Mokuba asked when he could catch his breath again. Yugi was giggling to, though Mokuba didn’t realize it until he looked over at the boy. Yugi was completely silent, with an unrepentant grin when Mokuba remembered what Seto had said.
"That was Tae," Mokuba explained when he could think about it without bursting into more giggles. "She’s a real bitch, and is Priestess Anzu's daughter. They both belong to the temple of light and look down on anyone who doesn’t meet their exacting standards. Tae especially hates me for some reason, but I don’t know why." After another moment Mokuba spoke again, "Thanks for reacting back there. I might have done something mean if you hadn’t."
Yugi shrugged it off, not thinking it was that much.
"Come on. It’s just a little further to Mai's workshop," Mokuba mentioned after a short, awkward silence, and they were off again.
Soon Yugi was in a large room that was filled with tables and people working with large amounts of material. Several of the people gave Mokuba dirty looks, but the long-haired priest in training ignored them, and a tall blond woman came out to meet them.
"Hello Mokuba. What brings you here today, mischief maker?" she asked, approaching the two boys. It was obvious that Mokuba was here frequently from the way she greeted him.
"Hi Mai. This is Yugi. He is Yami's new slave and he needs a new wardrobe," Mokuba said. "He can’t talk. Yami wants him to have a full dancer’s wardrobe in silver and white."
"Yes that would bring out the tones in your skin and eyes," Mai muttered, more to herself than the slave boy, bending down to look Yugi in the eye. "Well come to the back room so I can take your measurements. I may be able to get you some day clothes to tide you over until I get the wardrobe finished." She said, and Yugi obediently followed the woman back.
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Two hours later found Yugi and Mokuba back in the dark temple, with Seto and Yami no where to be found. Mokuba was teaching Yugi to play chess, and the small slave had picked up the rules very quickly and was actually beating Mokuba. That’s how Seto found them when he returned to the temple in the afternoon. He watched them play for a moment, before pointing out a move to his brother.
"Hehehe.. Yea!" Mokuba said, triumphantly taking the move and thinking that he was finally going to get ahead in the game. However Seto was impressed when Yugi countered the move a moment later with no apparent effort.
"Interesting. Have you played before?" Seto asked, and Yugi shook his head no. "Very interesting." Seto said, and he helped Mokuba play till the end of the game. Mokuba won just barely, and Yugi didn’t seem to mind that Seto had helped him.
"You’re sure you have never played before?" Seto asked, impressed. Yugi shook his head, and he looked so worried for a moment that Seto had to will himself to remember that the boy was a slave who didn’t know that he had done nothing wrong. "Very well then. Would you mind playing against me? You and Mokuba can work together and we'll see how far we get." Seto said, resetting the chessboard.
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Yami came several hours later to pick Yugi up, his court having just let out. Yami was almost entirely a creature of the night when given a choice, and held his court in the evenings instead of in the mornings like many other countries. It was near midnight when Yami arrived at the dark temple, and Yugi and Mokuba were both asleep already, having fallen asleep in front of a small fireplace in the living area of the temple. Mokuba had a book in his lap and the two boys were leaned against each other.
"Mokuba was reading him one of the histories." Seto explained. "I need to talk to you for a moment."
"What about?" Yami asked, following his friend to another room.
"Are you aware of just how intelligent your slave is?" Seto asked bluntly.
"What do you mean?" Yami's eyes narrowed, wondering what his friend was getting to.
"Mokuba taught him how to play chess earlier this evening, and he managed to win two out of five games against me." Seto explained, frowning slightly. "If he learns reading and writing as well, it should only take him a few weeks to get the basics that Mokuba already has."
"Realy?" Yami asked, wondering if Yugi knew or wanted to learn other games as well.((1))
"Yes, and I was not going easy on them after the first game." Seto said.
"Them?" Yami asked, wondering if there was something he should know about.
"Mokuba was still helping Yugi with some of the more obscure rules." Seto explained. "In any case I though I would let you know about this development so you wouldn’t be surprised later on. For now I think it’s about time to put both of them to bed." Yami nodded and returned to the place where the boys were sleeping so he could claim his small slave.
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Aaries: Ok, Please oh please dont kill us for the delay. What we did write was done in less than three days, or at least most of it was, and the long delay before we wrote it was because of Classes. They are evil and making us re-think the whole going to collage thing. High school homework was never this hard... ((groans))
Angel: In any case, please stay with us if any of you are still reading, we Swear by all things holey that we Will finish this fic and the sequels. It may take a while, but we Will finish them.
Chaos: and thanks go out to Yana5, Zuri Hawara, Hikari's-dark-side-, tiger witch, Chihiro , Marina-Kashu, animegurl147 , yaminakathy, White-Dragon-of-Hope, LumosNox , rainystar186, kenshinfan21, ladywolfTerri, Zoe , xamosy, DownRighT-eviL, Nina wyndia, crowkeeper990, Pharaoh Atemu's Angel, Osiris-Lee, Masami Mistress Of Fire, lil'v , luvngYAMI, and SoulDreamer.
Jef: did we forget anyone? well, let us know if we did. We... Im not reading that part of the script.
Aaries: fine, Ill do it. We Love all of you for reviewing and reading our fic even if you dont review, so please enjoy this chapter, and dont kill us for not writing it sooner.
((1)) Real games, get your heads out of the gutters.
PR: PLEASE-DONT-KILL-US-FOR-THE-DELAY-WE-DO-WRITE........HONEST!!!!!!!
Jef:Sorry its taking so long. With collage starting recently, and loosing one of our books and then having to do homework, its getting harder to get this done, but we Promise we will continue writing and we Will finish this series, I swear it. BTW we do NOT own Yugioh. even the idea behind this fic is pretty iffy nowadays.
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It was several hours later that the tour concluded, as Yami took Yugi to the Dark Temple to meet Seto and Mokuba. Yugi seemed very nervous coming into the temple, and Yami let him wait right outside the door in the temple’s garden. Seto really had a way with plants, and they flourished under his care and the courtyard of the temple was filled with blooming flora of all kinds. It was one of Seto's personal magics, to grow plants to be so lush.
The temple itself was almost deserted because not many people would openly worship the dark god, and Yami easily found his friend in the side alcove dedicated to the dark gods lover. "Hello, Seto, do you have a moment to talk?" Yami asked, coming up behind his friend.
"Certainly," Seto replied, turning to look at him. "It’s about your new slave isnt it?" Seto stated, more than asked, after one look at Yami's face.
"Um… yes, actually. How did you know?" Yami asked, clearly startled.
"You bought him with you," Seto pointed out, nodding to where the small slave could be seen just outside the temples door. "What do you want to do about him?"
"He is mine, and I want him taken care of and comfortable here. He needs new cloths and shoes as well," Yami explained, slightly embarrassed.
"I can take care of that," Seto responded confidently, then thought about it for a moment. "Better yet I can have Mokuba help him. He is young enough to be less of a threat I think, and he is smart. He will help Yugi feel more at ease here."
"Thank you, my friend," replied Yami sincerely.
"What all does he need?" Seto questioned.
"Cloths, shoes, etc. And I would like you to teach him to read and write."
"Are you sure about that? Most commoners can’t even write, and by the old laws it is forbidden to teach slaves." Seto said. "You would never be able to sell him or take him outside the palace."
"I am the Pharaoh." Yami said sardonically. "I believe it will not cause that much trouble, and I never plan on giving him up."
"And if he decides at some point that he wants to leave?" Seto asked.
"Then I will free him." Yami said quietly, the tone of his voice dead. "I truly hope that it never comes to that though."
Seto nodded, apparently having heard what he wanted to. "Very well, what do you want to dress him in? Black and purple would bring out the color of his hair and eyes very nicely, and contrast well with the alabaster tones of his skin."
"I wanted to dress him in white and silver." Yami said, surprised by the change in subject. "He is far too pure for anything darker."
"Yes, I can see that. Dance style clothing, right?" Seto said thoughtfully. "I will ask Mokuba to take him to Mai as soon as I find him again. He has been hiding ever since this morning’s little incident."
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Yami asked, able to guess how hard this was on the smaller boy.
"Actually there may be. Do you remember the girl I told you about the other night, the one Mokuba likes?" Seto asked, and when Yami nodded he continued. "She is currently working in the kitchen, but she is owned by one of the priests of light. He has her... on reserve,” Seto explained, seeing no way to say it tactfully.
"I see." Yami said, his eyes darkening. It was a common practice among the nobles and most priests to purchase young slaves and keep them as reserve sex slaves for when they reached a proper age. The usual age was fifteen. "How old is she now?"
"Fourteen." Seto said grimly.
"Your brother likes her and wants to get to know her before she becomes someone’s pleasure slave?" Yami asked.
"No, he wants for her not to become a pleasure slave," Seto clarified. "Is there anything you can arrange?"
"She works in the kitchen you say? What does she look like?" Yami asked thoughtfully.
"About the same size as Mokuba, with long hair the same color as mine but a little darker," replied Seto.
"I think I have met her, she was the one who fed Yugi last night," Yami murmured, the light of recognition dawning on his face. "I may be able to claim her as a personal slave to look after Yugi."
"That would probably work well," Seto admitted. "Perhaps she could try to keep Mokuba in line as well. He has been getting into an unusual amount of trouble lately, and a new friend may help settle him down."
"That or help him get into twice as much trouble." Yami snorted. "Either way it would be good for all three of them I think."
"All three of who?" Mokuba queried, somehow popping up just behind Seto. "I'll tell you tomorow." Seto gestured vaguely. "For now can you take Yami's new slave, Yugi, to Mai for a clothing fitting? He can’t talk but needs a dancer’s wardrobe in white and silver."
"Sure," Mokuba accepted brightly.
"Thank you. He is waiting just outside the temple. He didn’t seem comfortable coming in here."
"Not a problem, I'll get right to it!" Mokuba grinned, making his way over to the slave cheerfully.
"And try not to get into trouble!!" Seto called after his retreating form.
"Yea yea!" Mokuba grumbled, and Seto shook his head before turning back to Yami to make arrangements for when he would start teaching the boy.
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Yugi was watching a bird perched in the tree just outside the doorway, and thinking of the freedom the bird had. It could fly anywhere it pleased, and it had a beautiful voice as well.
"Hello!" a bright chipper voice said from close behind him, startling him out of his thoughts. "You’re Yugi right? Yami's slave?"
Yugi hesitantly nodded, looking the boy over. The boy looked only a little older than Yugi and he had long black hair that was tied back at the boy's neck.
"I’m Mokuba. I’m supposed to take you to Mai for some new clothes. As the Dark Prince's new slave you're going to need some nicer stuff… and a lot more, too." Mokuba said, talking about a mile a minute. "Come on, Mai is real cool, she’s the palace tailor. Just don’t call her a seamstress or she gets real cranky. It’s the apprentices who are kind of hard to get along with."
Yugi was more than just a little confused as he followed Mokuba first through the garden and then down long winding halls. Despite having had the tour that morning, he still got quite lost only a few turns into the halls. Mokuba didn’t stop talking the entire time though, and somehow Yugi felt more at ease around the long haired boy. Yugi was able to hide his confusion at being lost by listening to the boy talk about the various apprentices, who Mokuba had apparently had lots of run-ins with.
Then she was there, yelling like some kind of harpy. "YOU LITTLE BASTARD!!!!" She screamed directly at Mokuba. "I can not believe your brother had the audacity to call the Dark Prince into it!! Then my mother yelled at me, ME!! All because she was humiliated in front of the other priests!!" She continued along this vein for several minutes, and Yugi got a good look at her. She was a little shorter than Mokuba, but taller than Yugi with cropped brown hair and brown eyes set in a pretty round face. She was wearing a nice white dress with gold and rainbow trim around the edges and making a pattern on the front of it. She seemed nice enough, or she would have had insults not been rolling out of her mouth with every breath. "And on top of all of that you have been hiding like a coward in that ugly temple all morning!!"
Mokuba looked almost ready to either start crying or slap the girl, and Yugi had the feeling that neither of those things would be good. Gently he tapped Mokuba on the shoulder to get his attention when the girl stopped talking to catch her breath.
When Mokuba looked over at Yugi, the mute slave grinned and motioning to the girl made a face. Mokuba looked at him like he was crazy for a moment before biting his lip in an attempt to not start giggling.
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Mokuba thought that Yugi looked just like Tae when he made that face, and he wondered how he mimicked her expression so flawlessly. Trying not to giggle he turned back to Tae, who was now sputtering indignantly.
"What do you think the meaning of that farce is, Slave?" She demanded, in what Mokuba recognized as her most depreciating and insulting voice.
"Not a farce Tae, Yugi is just trying to remind me that we had something to attend to before we got caught up listening to your -lovely- screech." Mokuba said the last bit sarcastically, and before Tae could begin to pull her self together he grabbed Yugi and made a run for it, leaving the girl sputtering in their wake.
When the got around the corner two halls down, Mokuba finally gave in and started laughing. "Oh that was great!! How did you get so good at that Yugi?" Mokuba asked when he could catch his breath again. Yugi was giggling to, though Mokuba didn’t realize it until he looked over at the boy. Yugi was completely silent, with an unrepentant grin when Mokuba remembered what Seto had said.
"That was Tae," Mokuba explained when he could think about it without bursting into more giggles. "She’s a real bitch, and is Priestess Anzu's daughter. They both belong to the temple of light and look down on anyone who doesn’t meet their exacting standards. Tae especially hates me for some reason, but I don’t know why." After another moment Mokuba spoke again, "Thanks for reacting back there. I might have done something mean if you hadn’t."
Yugi shrugged it off, not thinking it was that much.
"Come on. It’s just a little further to Mai's workshop," Mokuba mentioned after a short, awkward silence, and they were off again.
Soon Yugi was in a large room that was filled with tables and people working with large amounts of material. Several of the people gave Mokuba dirty looks, but the long-haired priest in training ignored them, and a tall blond woman came out to meet them.
"Hello Mokuba. What brings you here today, mischief maker?" she asked, approaching the two boys. It was obvious that Mokuba was here frequently from the way she greeted him.
"Hi Mai. This is Yugi. He is Yami's new slave and he needs a new wardrobe," Mokuba said. "He can’t talk. Yami wants him to have a full dancer’s wardrobe in silver and white."
"Yes that would bring out the tones in your skin and eyes," Mai muttered, more to herself than the slave boy, bending down to look Yugi in the eye. "Well come to the back room so I can take your measurements. I may be able to get you some day clothes to tide you over until I get the wardrobe finished." She said, and Yugi obediently followed the woman back.
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Two hours later found Yugi and Mokuba back in the dark temple, with Seto and Yami no where to be found. Mokuba was teaching Yugi to play chess, and the small slave had picked up the rules very quickly and was actually beating Mokuba. That’s how Seto found them when he returned to the temple in the afternoon. He watched them play for a moment, before pointing out a move to his brother.
"Hehehe.. Yea!" Mokuba said, triumphantly taking the move and thinking that he was finally going to get ahead in the game. However Seto was impressed when Yugi countered the move a moment later with no apparent effort.
"Interesting. Have you played before?" Seto asked, and Yugi shook his head no. "Very interesting." Seto said, and he helped Mokuba play till the end of the game. Mokuba won just barely, and Yugi didn’t seem to mind that Seto had helped him.
"You’re sure you have never played before?" Seto asked, impressed. Yugi shook his head, and he looked so worried for a moment that Seto had to will himself to remember that the boy was a slave who didn’t know that he had done nothing wrong. "Very well then. Would you mind playing against me? You and Mokuba can work together and we'll see how far we get." Seto said, resetting the chessboard.
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Yami came several hours later to pick Yugi up, his court having just let out. Yami was almost entirely a creature of the night when given a choice, and held his court in the evenings instead of in the mornings like many other countries. It was near midnight when Yami arrived at the dark temple, and Yugi and Mokuba were both asleep already, having fallen asleep in front of a small fireplace in the living area of the temple. Mokuba had a book in his lap and the two boys were leaned against each other.
"Mokuba was reading him one of the histories." Seto explained. "I need to talk to you for a moment."
"What about?" Yami asked, following his friend to another room.
"Are you aware of just how intelligent your slave is?" Seto asked bluntly.
"What do you mean?" Yami's eyes narrowed, wondering what his friend was getting to.
"Mokuba taught him how to play chess earlier this evening, and he managed to win two out of five games against me." Seto explained, frowning slightly. "If he learns reading and writing as well, it should only take him a few weeks to get the basics that Mokuba already has."
"Realy?" Yami asked, wondering if Yugi knew or wanted to learn other games as well.((1))
"Yes, and I was not going easy on them after the first game." Seto said.
"Them?" Yami asked, wondering if there was something he should know about.
"Mokuba was still helping Yugi with some of the more obscure rules." Seto explained. "In any case I though I would let you know about this development so you wouldn’t be surprised later on. For now I think it’s about time to put both of them to bed." Yami nodded and returned to the place where the boys were sleeping so he could claim his small slave.
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Aaries: Ok, Please oh please dont kill us for the delay. What we did write was done in less than three days, or at least most of it was, and the long delay before we wrote it was because of Classes. They are evil and making us re-think the whole going to collage thing. High school homework was never this hard... ((groans))
Angel: In any case, please stay with us if any of you are still reading, we Swear by all things holey that we Will finish this fic and the sequels. It may take a while, but we Will finish them.
Chaos: and thanks go out to Yana5, Zuri Hawara, Hikari's-dark-side-, tiger witch, Chihiro , Marina-Kashu, animegurl147 , yaminakathy, White-Dragon-of-Hope, LumosNox , rainystar186, kenshinfan21, ladywolfTerri, Zoe , xamosy, DownRighT-eviL, Nina wyndia, crowkeeper990, Pharaoh Atemu's Angel, Osiris-Lee, Masami Mistress Of Fire, lil'v , luvngYAMI, and SoulDreamer.
Jef: did we forget anyone? well, let us know if we did. We... Im not reading that part of the script.
Aaries: fine, Ill do it. We Love all of you for reviewing and reading our fic even if you dont review, so please enjoy this chapter, and dont kill us for not writing it sooner.
((1)) Real games, get your heads out of the gutters.