Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Sometimes you can't have everything ❯ To know you better ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter 6: To know you better

 

“WHAT?!!”

 

Ishram flinched at the tone of Azizi's raised voice. He really didn't want to be there. Normally he wouldn't bother with some merchant but this was `Azizi' and the whole Thebes knew how stubborn he could be. And there was the high priest. Ishram knew that Seth didn't agreed with pharaoh - that wasn't anything new. What he didn't understand was the reason for which the boy - stunningly looking like the pharaoh himself - so important.

 

It was unbelievable that Seth from the command of the pharaoh would order bring a mere servant to the palace. It definitely couldn't be just for his look. Another thing that was surprising him was the fierce with Azizi was protecting that boy. Ishram was suspecting it was only for pissing the high priest off more than he usually was. The never-ending war between the high priest and the Theban's merchant was a public secret. Maybe it would be better say the never-ending war of the high priest and the rest of the world. Seth's unbelievably conflict personality was well known especially among the servants and slaves of the palace. Ishram tried to hide how much he wished to be anywhere else. With last of his strength he spoke again.

 

“Look! I am only following the orders from the high priest. That brat is supposed to return with me to the palace. And I mean it today. Why don't you simply do what Seth wants? He will be happy, me too because that bastard stop to breath at my neck and that kid will be fine as well. If you still have problem with it you can go and argue with Seth LATER!”

 

Azizi's almost black eyes narrowed and his dark tan got darker with anger. He couldn't help it. Yugi was nice, Azizi was happy with his work and his daughter would never forgive to him if he sent her `big brother' away. How could the amethyst-eyed boy wrapped that little devil around his finger was mystery to the whole house, which was terrorized by whims of that spoiled brat. Azizi had a natural detest towards any kind of orders from royalty unless it was about business. The fact that Seth was WANTING something wasn't reason for Azizi to obey.

 

Azizi griped his teeth.

 

“No!”

 

Ishram put a hand on his forehead. This was going to nowhere.

 

“Azizi…”

 

“Forget it! If it is from the order of the holy-ass-shit then you can tell him to come here personally and give me a fucking good reason why should Yugi go to the palace. And about Yugi being good in the palace I seriously doubt. In a place full of idiots the kid would soon or later went insane. And how I know Seth,” Azizi's voice dripped with venom at the name, “Yugi would end up corrupted like the priest shit itself. So HIS orders I seriously fuck off!”

 

“It's not only Seth's orders. This craziness came from the pharaoh himself.” Tried Ishram for the last time. Hopefully he watched Azizi's stone face.

 

“No and that's my last word.” Azizi firmly turned around and went from the door. In the hall he found Yugi who had eyes turned to the ground. Without any doubt Azizi knew that was in his mind. Gently he lean a hand at Yugi's shoulder. The small boy looked at and his eyes were betraying every emotion.

 

“Don't worry, Yugi! Nobady will force you to do something what you don't want to.”

 

“But I don't want to cause you any trouble. I mean … it's a pharaoh we are talking about.”

 

Azizi pet Yugi's head and simply smirked. Yugi gave him a shadow of a smile before the older man waked off. The small boy felt that now more than anytime before he needed to talk to Jou. Quickly he dashed toward their room and when he saw the other boy all his troubles fell on him like an avalanche. He couldn't take it anymore and threw himself into Jou's arms. The blond didn't disappointed as a friend and in calming gesture embraced the small form back. Yugi was shivering and Jou didn't doubt that he was on the edge of tears.

 

“Hey, everything's fine! You know Aziz! He would rather choke to death than go to the palace's liking. But something's telling me that this isn't everything what's troubling you, right?”

 

Yugi didn't look at him and shook his head.

 

“So, what is that? It definitely wouldn't be the pharaoh. He is fine! Especially when he didn't kill me after I started to yell at him!” said Jou thoughtfully and Yugi chuckled.

 

“It's true that scream at pharaoh where did he get such a fucked up idea isn't probably healthy. I'm scared!” add Yugi silently.

 

“Of what?”

 

“It's confused. I … I want to help even if I don't know how. But I don't want to lose you or Azizi. Damn, you are my only friend. I … just can't you and others pull into a trouble because of refusing the pharaoh.”

 

“Don't worry about us! We can take care of ourselves!”

 

“I know … it's just that …”

 

“Something with the pharaoh?”

 

Yugi buried his head deeply into Jou's shoulder. If it only wasn't so confusing. “I don't know what to think.” He admitted heavily. “On one side I'm scared of him, on the other I want to know him better. I admire him but I'm afraid to stay with him alone from the fear that I will fall from which I will never return. Maybe I just don't know what I want.”

 

Jou was patting his back and hold him closer. It was easy to understand that uneasiness. Or so the blonde thought. For him it was pure fear of a person born in royalty. To Yugi it was something different. The small boy was torn between two directions. He understand that something about pharaoh was scaring him deeply but at the same time something else was driving him closer to the crimson eyed ruler.

 

“Yugi,…” both boys jerked when they heard the voice of Azizi from the door. The elder man was standing there with a serious look in his face. “As I said before, nobody will force you to do something you don't want to. We ..” his words failed. Never before he wished so much to comfort someone. But he wasn't sure if it was comfort Yugi or himself. Azizi shook his head and sat next to the two boys gently embracing both of them. They were more than mere servants. Both of them became part of his life and he couldn't imagine losing any of them.

 

It was a comfortable silence and the sun slowly started to fall. The dusk was almost there and none of them wanted to thing about it. They would probably stayed like that if …

 

“AZIZI!!!”

 

The voice of the high priest ran through the whole house and Yugi didn't need to see the owner to know how angry the blue-eyed man was. In Azizi raised anger as well when with lips pressed into a firm line walked from the room. Yugi sighed when he heard the beginning of another row and nuzzled into Jou's warm arms.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

 

“I welcome you in Egypt, ambassador Semptimus. I believe that you had a pleasant trip from Roma?” Yami was sitting on the throne and coldly watched the pompous man from Roma. Personally he couldn't stand that man and every other visit of his made the dislike of young pharaoh even deeper.

 

The man in front of him was in is middle age with a circle of grey hair on his otherwise baldhead. Where Seth was simply without tact, Semptimus diplomatically and completely on purpose insulted everything and everyone who wasn't from Roma. Yami was often thinking if the senate wasn't sending this man only to piss him off. The young ruler regretted that Seth wasn't with him. His cousin ignored etiquette towards people who was irritating him. No matter that was almost everything alive. Yami couldn't afford such a luxury. Sometimes it was pain in his ass being a royalty.

 

“Thank you, pharaoh! The trip was pleasant enough.”

 

“I'm glad to hear it!”

 

As if! Thought the pharaoh darkly.

 

“Pharaoh, the documents the senate send …”

 

“We can go through them later!” interrupted Yami the ambassador. The last thing Yami wanted to do or was in mood to do was some stupid deals with Roma. His mind was fully focused on something else and more important.

 

Yugi.

 

He couldn't stop thinking about him since he left the palace. Yami was bored with his meeting with important people of the kingdom and he was impatiently waiting for the boy's return.

 

“Servants will show you your chambers. I hope you will have pleasant stay here.” Yami waited till the unwanted guest left behind door and turned to Mahaado.

 

“Mahaado, did Yugi return to the palace yet?” He asked impatiently and the older priest chuckled.

 

“No, not yet my pharaoh! It seems that there are some little problems, but priest Seth willingly offered to solve them.”

 

Yami's eyebrow rose up when he heard such words. He longed to see the small boy again and any reasons for delay were annoying him.

 

“What problems?”

 

“Well, Azizi obviously doesn't see any reason why should he send that boy to the palace. So, he sent with Ishram a message, which in short asked Seth to come over and `explain' why should Yugi leave Azizi's house. As I know Azizi his message was insulting enough for Seth to take it personally. Right now they are probably trying verbally kill each other.”

 

“Mahaado?”

 

“Yes my pharaoh?”

 

“What do YOU think about it?”

 

“My pharaoh,” said Mahaado softly noticing uneasiness in his master's eyes. “From what I know it's really important to have that boy here in palace. Unfortunately something is telling me that this isn't what did you wished to hear!”

 

“No,” sighed Yami, “I wondered if …”

 

“If Yugi will be happy?”

 

“You know me too well, Mahaado. But … will he?”

 

“My pharaoh,” sounded Mahaado's soft voice, “that depends only on you!”

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

 

“Azizi, I admire your desire to piss me off but couldn't you left it on a different time?” Seth was angry and he was angry a lot. Ishram who gave him that message wasn't bothering to be polite and said it in its uncensored form. And that pissed him off even more. Now he was standing in front of who was as tall as him but twice his age. The blue eyes were challenging the black ones, which had the same shine in them. Both of them - Azizi and Seth - had one thing common. Both were stubborn as hell. And both of them would rather die than to submit to the other one. Or anybody else in particular.

 

“I'm trying to piss YOU off? You got to be kidding me, high priest. You send some demented soldier to simply ANOUNCE me that one of my servants is supposed to go to the palace without any reason except you said that! If I would go on every of your whims I would be ruined by now!”

 

“Listen you stupid old geezer. It IS important but why that's none of your business. And believe me when I'm usually into ours unimportant arguing this time I simply don't have spare time.”

 

There was definitely something interesting on Seth. When he was really angry he never lower himself to yelling. It seemed that more he was angry the lower his voice went. There was only one exception and that was Jounouchi. Right now it was surprising that the air in Azizi's room wasn't freezing. Azizi was about to answer when Yugi came inside. In his hands was a small packet of clothes that Azizi remember that he first appeared in.

 

“Azizi, it's alright. I will go.”

 

Azizi closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again he sent one deadly poisoned look towards the high priest.

 

“Yugi, you don't have to. I was just about to sent Seth to the hell anyway.”

 

“That's something I can grand to YOU, Azizi!” hissed Seth with hatred. Yugi quickly moved forward.

 

“Gomen-nasai, Seth-sama!”

 

That strange language came out and both men stunned. They didn't understand what Yugi was trying to say. The small boy blushed when he realized that said words were in Japanese. Shaking he tried again.

 

“I'm sorry, lord Seth. Please don't hurt him.”

 

“Yugi, I told you already that you don't have to do anything to help me I can take care of myself.”

 

“It's alright, Azizi. I will be fine.”

 

“Your all things?” asked Seth firmly looking at the small packet. Yugi nodded.

 

“Let's go then.”

 

Yugi smiled at Azizi who took him into a tight embrace.

 

“If anything happened to just go straight here, you got it?” he let him go with Seth and felt worst in a long time. Azizi wasn't sure how long he was standing there and looking at now closed door. When he finally managed to get hold on himself he realized that he was heading towards Jou's room.

 

There he found the blonde lying on the bed with his arms folded behind his head.

 

“Yugi left with that asshole, right?”

 

“Why do you ask? You let him after all.”

 

“He will be fine, Azizi. The pharaoh wont let anything happened to him. Trust me I know it.”

 

“How can you be so sure?”

 

“I knew what I was doing when I came here for the very first time, wasn't I?”

 

Azizi smiled at that memory. Maybe Jou was right and he was just paranoid. But if there was something to trust then it was the blonde's judgement of people.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

 

Yugi was silently walking behind the priest and tried not to catch anybody's attention. Suddenly the halls of the palace didn't look so wonderful like the first time he was there. His mind was racing with possible reasons that the pharaoh would want him in his presence but he couldn't think about anything. Even a possibility that he could hurt the young pharaoh with his acting was making him sad.

 

Seth was leading him towards the pharaoh's chambers and Yugi's heart skipped the beat. Through a window he saw almost dark sky above and he almost started panicking. Yugi wasn't sure what he should expect from the ruler of Egypt. Curiosity was fighting with fear and left him confused and exhausted in the end.

 

“Stay here! The pharaoh should be here in no time.” With this Seth left the confused boy in the main chamber and returned to his duties whatever they were.

Yugi seriously didn't know what to do.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

 

Seth was walking from Yami's chambers when the pharaoh himself appeared on the end of the great hall with Mahaado and few others. The high priest could already feel his raising headache. Nothing was how it should be and he knew it. He knew that the boy was scared out of his mind and tried to keep it together. One look at Yami and Seth understood that he needed to warn his cousin before he would do something wrong.

 

When Yami was right before him Seth could see the radiance from his eyes. He didn't doubt that the ruler knew about Yugi already. Which was something he confirmed a second later.

 

“You brought him here, right?”

 

Seth took a deep breath, counted to ten to calm himself and then grabbed Yami's arm and dragged him little away from his advisors. When they were out of ear shot Seth felt the need to ruin Yami's good mood.

 

“Yami, he is scared! The only reason he came here is from the fear that we would hurt Azizi if he didn't. You should really start thinking about common people a little bit more. He is not from royalty or is a politician who fully understand your thinking - not that we others would. Think about him like a small boy who doesn't know what is going on and who in one day lost all his securities.”

 

Yami frowned and bit his bottom lip. Being raised in royal family and becoming ruler in an early age didn't allow him to learn some - suddenly very important - things. He knew how to take care of a kingdom and keep peace between their neighbours. How to speak about nothing with diplomats and ambassadors. But he didn't know much about being a living person. Yami would be first who would admit that he didn't know much about emotions, especially about emotions of others. In such cases he always depended on his cousin's advises.

 

“I don't want him to be afraid of me. Any ideas?” the cold feeling that settled in his stomach made him feel worried. Seth grabbed his shoulders and squeezed it.

 

“Yami, you took him here so it's up to you. Try to be a friend to him and for gods' sake don't push him into anything. I know it sounds harshly and cold but we NEED him to trust us. We don't know what these visions mean and we can't afford to do anything stupid. Yami, this is too important. I know how much you hate when people pushing you to think only about your duties as a ruler but that's unfortunately what is this all about.”

 

Yami stood there and didn't know what to say. He knew that Seth was right. Politically and for his kingdom safety it was the best solution. But one part of him wanted something else… something he couldn't understand. Something he was longing for and only Yugi could give to him. Mindlessly he nodded and returned to his advisors. They noticed the pharaoh's mood, excused themselves and left him alone with Seth. The high priest cursed himself for not being able to explain better how important this was and walked Yami to his chambers.

 

“Any last words, Seth?”

 

“Don't screw it up! Good night, cousin!”

 

“Good night, Seth!”

 

Yami walked into his chambers that were unusually quiet. Normally there would be bunch of servants ready to take care of their pharaoh but not tonight. Yami gave strict orders that he didn't wish to be interrupted. As a pharaoh he wasn't used on something like that but somehow he wanted to spent time with the beautiful boy alone without annoying people rushing around them. He was thinking how to become a friend with Yugi but didn't get any idea. Now when he was thinking about it he didn't have many friends. Most of them were from the palace. The others were just people he … knew.

 

The main chamber was dark yet full of moonlight. It was full moon and it gave enough of light to see what is in the room. When Yami's eyes got used on the lack of light his breath hitched in his throat and world lost meaning for a short moment. Yugi was in front of window his side softly leaning against the windowsill, face turned towards sky. Yami could see his profile and that incredible sadness was hurting him.

 

The young pharaoh wasn't thinking at all. What he truly wanted was to take the smaller boy into his arms and comfort him that no sadness would ever dare to cross his mind. No words were able to left Yami's lips while he was staring at the heavenly creature standing right in front of him. The small boy didn't seem to notice his presence and that gave Yami more moments to admire gods' most precious work. Into his mind finally broke words that Seth told him just a few minutes ago.

 

He is scared of me! But how to make sure that he will eventually trust me? I don't want to hurt him and hell if I give a damn what Seth thinks. Not this time. At least once I want to do something for myself. I'm tired to think only about others needs. I want to do this because I want to, not because it's necessary.

 

As quiet as he could Yami walked towards Yugi without any sound. His tanned hand was almost black in the night when he gently put it on Yugi's shoulder. The smaller boy was startled and almost fell from the window. In his eyes were visible fear and surprise. All of sudden Yami needed to see the beautiful colour of the boy's eyes. With a bolt of his magic he lit up the oil lamps around the room.

 

“Are you afraid of magic?” asked the pharaoh when he saw Yugi tensed. The boy shook his head turning his eyes to the floor. Yami put a finger under his chin and gently lifted his face. He wasn't sure why the amethyst orbs were so fascinating to him.

 

“You are afraid, right?” never before Yami knew insecurities until now. He wanted so desperately to make Yugi happy that it was driving him crazy.

 

“A little, Pharaoh.”

 

“Don't be. I mean no harm to you.”

 

“I … I know!”

 

“How?”

 

“This room.” Explained Yugi softly trying to ignore the pleasurable tickling that came from the pharaoh's hand. “This is a room of a very gentle person, that's all.”

 

“And yet you are still afraid of me?”

 

“I guess.” Yugi found it very hard to breath. The incredible closeness of the pharaoh's young and strong body was making him dizzy. His worries about Azizi and Jou were momentary forgotten and he had to concentrate on what he was doing. Yami seemed to notice this. His tanned hands gently slid from Yugi's shoulders along his arms and rested on the boy's hips.

 

“You don't have to be worry. As I said before I mean no harm to you or these you like. Are you tired?”

 

Yugi could only nodded. The emotional exhaustion of this day was taking a great deal on him. But still there was something he needed to know first.

 

“May I have a question?”

 

“Of course, little one!”

 

“I was wondering why do you want me here?” asked Yugi with a small voice. There was a long moment of silent and the small boy started to be afraid that he could insult the pharaoh.

 

“I'm sorry, Pharaoh. I shouldn't ask …”

 

“No it's alright, little one. I was just thinking about the best way how to answer your question. It will probably take a longer time … are you sure that you are awake enough?” Yami's voice was full of worries when he watched the yawning teen standing in front of him. It was obvious that Yugi kept awake only by his willpower. Yami smiled and gently took the boy into his arms and carried him to the bedroom. Yugi couldn't protest, honestly he felt asleep along the way completely unable to resist the exhaustion. The pharaoh laid him down on the bed and settled next to the sleeping youth. He would want to stay awake and watch him sleep but as soon as he put the covers over them the sleep claimed him as well.