Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Loop Hole of Love ❯ Master ( Chapter 7 )

Master

Avari looked out of her window at the early morning, couldn't be more than 2 in the morn. Yet she was awake, as usual, only a few things on her mind...all most all of them including the Phaoroh.

When was he going to stop treating her as if a child, and give her some real scribe work...all she had done recently was write meaningless copied documents. She was proud and her level of skill called for real work, and she knew it.

But nonetheless, she had a more than expectedly goid life, she always remembered she could be prostituted out by some lesser Master than Lord Bakura.

He hadn't done a thing to her, in fact he had ignored her. But unknown by Avari the handsome Yami was behind that as well because every man has his needs, and well, Avari was a prime candidate for Lord Bakura. The young king was using his supreme rule, and more than not, a favor, to keep Bakura from taking her to his bed.

It may not have been such a bad thing, but Bakura was less than gentle in bed. Many of his slave lovers men and women alike have come back with bruising and such, none to cause real damage, and the lovers said it was worth it...but Yami did not want Avari put to that yet.

Yes, Avari's Lord was known as Bakura BottomBruiser.

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Avari traveled down the hall at a uncomfortable walk. She was wearing a horribly short white skkirt and an equally dreadfully short top. All a creamy shelly white color. It was the latest fashion for Bakura's house and the utmosy trendy for wemon to wear. Avari hated it.

But she wore it because today she would ask for a bit more work. Give her lord a few slavey "I wish only to serve you Master" lines, and she would have real work in no time.

She did her best to approach quietly to the huge oak double doors, but as she was about to open them she heard her name and froze, what she heard sent her for a loop!

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"I don't mean to impose upon you Bakura, but to be frank I want her...I have some personal scribe work for her" a frusterated Yami said emphatically.

"Sure you do, yes, Bakura I have scribe work for her too...right here" , the crude Lord Malik said grabbing his crotch at the last of the sentence.

Yami was here, as were all the High Mages, on deciding what to do with the slave. It was the most attention payed to any one slave in many a year, and it appeared quite a few of the Mages wanted her all but one... High Mage and user of The Blue Eyes White Dragon...Seto himself.

Personally he wanted her dead for her previous insult to him earlier but, well, he also wanted to see Yami, Bakura, and Malik make asses of themselves too.

And that is just what they did.

Malik and Yami glared at one another, but them before insults flew, Bakura raised a hand in silence.

"What I will do is this, I will not keep her for myself, that, is suicide and no good lay is worth that. Instead I will decide who she is to be given to." Bakura said from his personal throne, looking tired.

The four High Mages were silent and looked at Bakura ominously, all aiting with breath held till the name would come and hell would break loose.

Just then the doubl doors flew open with an abrupt bang. And there stood Avari the Eavesdropper, wild eyed and ...floating.

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"What is the meaning of this!?" a none to happy, nay, outraged Avari said.

Avari had heard what was to become of her and their treating her like meat when her status was now scribe was outrageous, well and Avari was just headstrong.

she floted only a few inches off the ground and her baeutiful hair floated off her sholders, and only the High Mages could see the purple mist surrounding her.

She was doing magick, small yes, but magick nonetheless.

the Mages all turned to her slowly and stood shocked all except for Seto who was sitting.

"I-I am n-not a peice of meat . I-I'm a scribe now!" she said stammering, realzng the childish and possibly fatal thing she was doing. Arguing with Mages was not healthy.

Before any could do anything she fell, not realizing she was floating. She hit the ground with a hud and no one rushed to her aid, she propped herself against the doors that had automatically shut and panted not realizing what she had done.

They stared and their mouths closed, not staring at her face but loer, only when it was too late did she realize she was giving a peep show of her minimal undergarments in the stupid skirt. she scrambled into a sitting position.

God, men were predictable. They just witnessed the first slave ever to do magick, and in about 2 seconds they were staring at her underware. Predictable indeed.

But it was the more level headed Seto who broke the silence.

"Before we were unforgivably interrupted...you were about to give the name of who would own her" Seto said, emphasizing own, because he knew it would bother her.

"Well since we all saw her magick, it goes without saying she has risen in status, but she is still owned, we own eerything that can't kill us and besides ourselves, thats everything. But her magick has not differed my choosen name" Bakura said looking around the room intensely.

The room was utterly still. Waiting. Silence. Waiting.

"Seto"

That one word rung out and none could be more suprised, EVERYONE was suprised, but perphaps none more than the Lord Seto himself.

Jaws dropped, growls emitted and finally all eyes turned to Seto, who was eyeing stunned Avari like a cat would a canary.

"You cannot kill her Seto or maim her because she has some magick in her veins " Bakura said hurriedly catching his look.

"I realize that Bakura" Seto said evenly, calmly, too calmly. His eyes never left her and finally he got p and walked to her.

Avaris's eyes widened, and she stood stock still...a rabbit caught in headlights.

Surprisingly he didnt harm her but instead he bent his head, and raised hers to meet his eyes with his finger.

"And what do you think of me as your Master?" he said mockingly giving her a smile. If only looks could kill, she would be dead...but then again she just might without them.

"Dandy" she said her voice cracking.

Seto threw back his head and laughed, and laughed.