Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Strings of Fate ❯ The Meeting ( Chapter 1 )

Warning: I do not own Yu-gi-oh, much as I wish I did. “Sigh” Oh anyway this fanfic contains yaoi. Yes, male/male. It contains sexual content not appropriate for people under the age of 14. If you are under 14 and read this well I hold no responsibility for this.

 

Oh and for all you homophobic people, don't review cause may I remind you it does say yaoi in the description, and no one made you read my fanfic!!!

 

P.S This is a sorta death fic. But it does have a happy ending if you aren't a lazy ass and actually read the whole story as well as the sequel. This is the first part of a two-part chronicle so this goes into the future and the guys will get a second chance!!!

 

P.P.S. This chronicle is called Strings of Fate. Seth is kind of like Yami Seto Kaiba. (He will be called Seth in this fic as so not to be confused in later chapters)

 

***** =Changing point of view, sometimes used to skip ahead in time for the safety of my poor typing fingers and my sanity or the little I have left ma wahhhhhhha

Flashback~ =well flashback

End Flashback~ = end flashback

*…….* = Motion or sound

 

The Meeting

 

Seth felt like he was burning alive. He had never been so hot in his life, and the long trailing high priest robes weren't exactly helping.

 

This would be the first time he had been to the palace since he was little. His father had taken him with him on one of his trips there to visit the pharaoh.

 

At that time he was only six years old at the time. But that was still old enough to know to stay away from three-year-old brat that had been posing as the prince.

 

He didn't really actually remember that much about the experience except that he had spent the majority of the time playing and hanging out with the prince. (More like the prince playing and him hiding really.)

 

Seth couldn't help having the feeling that this time he would also be spending a large amount of the time babysitting the spoiled prince. But he had been nominated as high priest so by custom he had to go see the Pharaoh.

 

“Tired Seth,” asked a gentle up-beat voice. Seth turned to see his father look at him with concern.

 

“Just a little.” Admitted Seth

 

“Maybe we should rest for a while.”

 

“No I'm fine really.” Argued Seth though his father was right to be concerned. Seth had grown up in a temple, so he had a lot less experience with the sun. Making him a lot more vulnerable to sunstroke then most people were.

 

This also causing him to have paler skin then most normal Egyptians. A lot of people who didn't know him and even some that knew him since childhood still thought that he was a spy from the north.

 

“We can rest at the palace and besides were almost there anyway.” Called Seth trying to convince his father.

 

His father, said nothing, just nodded and continued riding.

 

He wanted this journey to be over. A lot of the guards that were accompanying them had been staring at him. Whether this was because of his light skin or because he was pleasing on the eyes as some would say he wasn't sure but nether reasons were comforting ones. The sooner he got away from the guards the better.

 

Seth was so deep in his thoughts that he rode right on until he felt his horse jerk. Seth wondering what had caused his horse to stop quickly glanced up.

 

He felt his jaw drop. But he could help it. The site was amazing. The city itself was quite amazing. Built around the palace stretching in all directions like a spider's web.

 

However it was the palace that caught his attention. It was beautiful to say the least. It appeared to be made completely of marble. Hieroglyphics covered every wall, telling tales of old pharaohs, heroes, and gods.

 

Now Seth really couldn't wait to get to the palace.

 

*****

Palace: Yami's Point of view

 

Pharaoh Yami had been enjoying a quiet breakfast, something he valued highly due to the fact that it was such a rare occurrence with ambassador, war meetings and the needs of his people. When suddenly a messenger rushed into the room.

 

Yami felt his shoulders droop. A deep sense of dread filled him; he had specifically asked to not be bothered unless it was an emergency. For a messenger to come charging in here unquestioned his message had to be very important.

 

Waiting for the boy to catch his breath, Yami wondered what the message could be about. There were so many things that it could be, drought, famine, bandits, cruel nobles, and the Takarri. Honestly he hoped the boy was just new here and could really tell the difference between an important message and a semi-important one. But somehow he highly doubted it.

 

The Pharaoh suddenly heard a sound from the messenger. Yami had been so absorbed by his brooding thoughts that he had forgotten all about the messenger and his message.

 

Yami quickly read over the message the boy handed him.

 

“Ra Blast it” Yami shouted as he finished reading the letter.

 

Quickly he stood up and headed out the door shouting orders at the guards to call all his advisers and the high priests a meeting.

 

*****

Later at the Meeting (still Yami's point of view)

 

“The Takarri have launched another attack on the villages of the north. Five villages were burned and ransacked. The death count is in the hundreds at least, not to mention the injured.” Shouted Yami

 

“How could this have happened?” asked High Priest Shadi

 

“It doesn't mater how it happened. We have to do something about this!” yelled high Priestess Aisha

 

“Yes we must stop them. This is getting outrageous. They're taking advantage of the fact that we don't want to go to war with them.” Urshé calmly replied. (Another one of yami's Priests)

 

“We must attack them, if this keeps up we will lose as many people not going to war as we would if we went to war!” Shadi said shaking with anger.

 

“Does anyone have any ideas besides going to war?” Yami sighed when no one replied and started to get up.

 

“I will think about it. Meeting adjourned.” Yami said before stepping out the door into the hall.

 

Yami is his hurry to leave however didn't see the huge smirk plastered on Akunadin's face.

 

*****

Seth could help staring in wonder at the palace gates. It was even more magnificent then he had originally thought.

 

“Impressive isn't it?” exclaimed, High Priest Kemnebi, Seth's father.

 

It was more then impressive in Seth opinion more like downright amazing. Saying nothing Seth just stopped staring at the gates and entered.

 

*sigh* Some times Kemnebi just didn't know what to think. He loved his son but he just wished he showed more of his emotions. He wouldn't have even known Seth was amazed by the sight it if he hadn't known Seth as well as he did.

 

Giving one last look at the city behind them Kemnebi joined his son and entered the palace.

 

*****

A Little Later in Seth Room

 

Seth plopped onto the bed completely exhausted by the journey. Sitting up slightly he began to survey the room.

 

The design was simple yet elegant. Most of the things in the room were either white or a beautiful shade of blue. Turning slightly he saw a large balcony. Getting up Seth walked over to the balcony.

 

It was connected to the room next to his but that was all right the view it provided more then made up for that. He could see the whole city from the balcony as well as quite a bit of the palace since his room was in the center of the palace.

 

Seth stayed there for a couple more minutes before turning around and walking back into the room. Thinking he decided he would go find his father

 

Walking out into the room he began to head in what he believed was the direction of his father's room.

 

Turning around the corner Seth didn't had time register another thought before he collided with someone.

 

*****

Yami's POV

 

Yami had managed to get a major headache after the meeting with his generals and priests. Which was probably why he wasn't paying that much attention to where he was going.

 

Yami just had time to realize what was about to happen before he collided with the other person.

 

They had landed rather awkwardly. Yami was right on top of the other person. Just as he was getting up his eyes met those of the other.

 

The eyes were a beautiful sapphire blue. He felt himself drowning in those eyes unable to move.

 

*****

He stared into deep crimson pools, the color of dark rich blood.

 

 

To be continued

 

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Kagomamao_20: So what do you think???

 

Seth: I think you should hurry up and get to the lemons

 

Kagomamao_20: I'm not asking you. I'm asking the reviewers!

 

Yami: If you don't hurry up with the lemons you won't have any reviewers.

 

Kagomamao_20: Oh shut up Yami! Hate to tell you but I actually believe in a theme. The only reason there's so many theme less fanfics is because you guys can't wait.

 

Yami and Seth: Post a lemon!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Kagomamao_20: Oh quit nagging me grandma!!! And besides the sooner I write and post my steaming hot lemons the sooner fanfiction.net is going to kick me off.

 

Yami: your just being lazy

 

Kagomamao_20:That's it!!!!!!

 

*Kagomamao_20 launches herself at Yami. Tackling him to the ground.*

 

*Seth launches in trying to pry Kagomamao_20 of Yami.*

 

But It is impossible cause guess what I'm the authoress and I say so. HAAAAAAAAAAAAA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

 

Seth: Help!!! Review to save Yami from evil bitchy authoress……………………. Ahhhhhhhhhh Help!!!! She's attacking me!!!!