The Pharaohs Wish Come True: YamiXYugi Story Part 5

Recap: Yugi turned to the pharaoh and smiled slightly, even if those noises had spoiled the quiet moment he didn't mind he was just glad to be in the beautiful garden with Yami...
Malik stopped biting the man so he could protest only to have one of the tanned fingers dig inside his mouth and stroke his moist tongue. He growled, and was about to bite down on the finger when it was quickly removed and he was swung over a broad shoulder. Malik screamed angrily, beating his fists against the violet cloaked back, but to no avail.
Ryou yelped as he opened his eyes, he looked into another sharp pair of eyes that stared lustfully at him. He shivered and tried to free himself but his wrists were pinned sharply to the wall. The man had shoulder length silver hair and dark tanned skin, he wore a open maroon jacket that exposed his muscled chest ''p-p-please let me go'' Ryou uttered. The figure only smirked; an excruciating pain was felt at the back if his head then all was dark.

The tri-haired pharaoh laughed nervously, stretching himself out and staring at the angel that had seated himself beside him. ''Are you comfortable, is there anything you would like?'' Yami questioned although it was rather idiotic him asking these questions since he was meant to be the ruler over Egypt and servants should be waiting on him not the other way around. Yugi only laughed cutely ''Im fine'' he said and smiled brightly, running a few fingers through his three different shades of hair. It was slightly comforting to meet someone with a similar hair type to himself although Yami's looked a lot more jagged and had an almost rough feel to it.

A small willow leaf fluttered downwards, landing on Yugi's nose and nuzzling there. Yugi twitched his nose, moving it about in an attempt to rid himself of the leaf without having to go to the bother of lifting his hand. Yami casually lent over, picking up the leaf with the edge of his fingers and discarding it to the ground, his face still close to the smaller boys. Yugi made a sudden squeak when he felt the warm fingers upon his nose; he lifted his hands to his mouth and let out a small sneeze, wrinkling his nose before looking upwards into the set of proud eyes that gazed into his childish ones.

''Yugi, please may I....may I kiss you?'' Yami finally managed to almost stutter out. Yugi blinked, slightly confused, he smiled and nodded, turning his cherub cheek to the side to ready it. Yami couldn't help but let out a small chuckle, he sighed and gently kissed the soft, ripe flesh of the cheek then moved back. The skin had tasted so sweet, it reminded him of honeysuckle peaches. Yugi blushed lightly, his cheek tingling from where it had been kissed. Yami outstretched one of his hands, gently petting the boys mane of hair before slipping his hand downwards and cupping the soft chin ''You have to be, no I know you are the most adorable creature I have ever set eyes on'' Yami said softly, the words managing to slip from his mouth. Yugi stared at the other for a while, the warm hand on his chin felt so comforting. He blushed madly at the words, staring down at the ground as he shuffled about. Yami smiled slightly, glad that he had not scared Yugi off ''Please let me sample your lips, I swear I will go insane if I don't'' Yami almost begged. Yugi blushed lightly but finally gave a soft nod, his eyes puzzled and confused. Yami slowly lent in, he could almost taste the delightful skin.

''PHARAOH YAMI!'' A voice cried out frantically, the female figure hurried over. Yami frowned in annoyance, hesitantly letting go of the boy's chin and sighing. ''What is it priestess Isis'' he said, trying to withhold the spiteful tone that threatened to show through. Isis bowed, realizing her bad timing but this was a matter of great urgency ''Thieves have made their way into the palace, they have stolen from the treasury and killed many of our men'' Isis said, out of breath slightly from running. Yami almost gagged trying to take the information in ''what!?'' he cried out and stood up. ''Please Isis take care of Yugi while I go and sort out these thieves that dare steal from my palace!'' he cried out and ran from the garden in a flurry. Leaving Yugi sitting under the shade of the willow tree, staring at the empty spot beside him almost longingly.

''Would you shut the fuck up! You're giving me a headache, wench!'' Marik cried out as the smaller version of him screamed and flung himself about. ''Well maybe you should have thought about that before you kidnapped me, porcupine head!'' Malik retorted back as he scratched viciously at the caped back. Marik's eyebrow twitched violently, the scratching of course didn't hurt him but it was growing rather irritating and he was having second on thoughts on keeping this runt as his pleasure slave. ''I suggest you lay still unless you want me to slit that pretty little neck of yours'' Marik hissed venomously. Malik made a small 'meep' sound and finally decided to lay still since he could see the strangers tanned hand resting on the golden blade inside his belt, stroking it psychotically.

Marik nodded to himself content that he had made the other shut up. He patted the pert buttocks on his shoulder before moving onwards. Malik growled in reaction, giving Marik a sharp shove in the chest with his knee to show his distaste. Marik winced slightly, frowning deeply ''I am certainly going to tame that violent nature of yours when you get to your new home'' Marik warned as he walked along. Malik snorted ''Good luck, Hah! My new home, you wish, Im not going to be stuck anywhere with you'' Malik snapped. Marik only shook his head, oh how wrong his other self was and he would soon find out what true pain meant when he got him back to his quarters.

Marik exited from the palace the way they had come, smirking as the blood splatters stained the cream walls and the stench of fresh corpses filled the air. ''So much for your empire'' Marik remarked, climbing on his sand coloured steed. He lay Malik on his stomach, tying the boy's arms underneath the horse along with his legs and securing him in place. Marik smirked ''that's just the way I carry my fresh meat which is exactly what you are, some flesh for me to devour'' Marik cackled evilly, looking over at the exit as he waited for his partner. Malik let out a frustrated cry, wiggling about and tugging angrily at the new binds, there was no way in hell that man would live after he had just called him a piece of meat, revenge would be sweet.

Bakura chuckled to himself, looking down at the limp figure upon the floor. He stared at the white haired boy curiously, finally taking up one of the sleek feet and dragging the body behind him. Sure it would slow him down but he wanted some sort of souvenir instead of gold to take home. This trip to the palace was not just for the looting, it was to test the palace security and also now Bakura knew his way around the palace, it would be a simple task for him to assassinate the pharaoh, all in sweet time though, patience was a virtue or so they said.

The tanned, silver headed figure made his way through the grand halls, tracing the route he had entered in, finally discovering the dusty door in a back hall. He smirked, still dragging the weight behind him as he kicked the door open. He looked up at Marik, partly thankful that he had decided to stay for him. ''You have one too eh?'' Mariks dark etched voice questioned. Bakura only nodded solemnly, dragging the young servant along the hot sands as he climbed onto his black horse. Bakura sat the pale boy on the horse, leaning the body against his tanned and muscular chest.

''DIRTY THIEVES!'' a deep and angry voice rang out, causing the two tanned men to look in its direction. Pharaoh Yami puffed slightly as he reached the outside, glaring at the two culprits that had stolen from him, killed his men and were about to kidnap his friends. ''I should have known it was you Bakura'' Yami snarled out ''release my friends at once!'' he demanded.

Bakura and Marik both snorted, ''You don't scare us, midget'' Marik replied evilly, giving the pharaoh an equally menacing glare. ''Now, Now Marik lets not lower ourselves to his level with insults'' Bakura replied mockingly. ''We shall take our property then come back for your life later pharaoh, I suggest you watch your back'' Bakura said calmly, letting out a small chuckle. He nodded over at Marik, both of them kicking the sides of their horses causing the animals to make a loud neigh before galloping off and through the palace gates and into the distance.

Yami cursed running after them as far as he could ''DAMN YOU BAKURA! COME BACK!'' he shouted out in frustration. He gasped for breath, holding his chest then running his tanned fingers through his hair in a stressful manner. How the hell had any of this happened!? It was almost like a blur. Yami sighed, growling angrily and chewing on his thumb as he headed back into the palace. His eyes grew wide and ever more distressed as he saw the piles of bodies that filled his corridors. These were men he knew and talked to everyday that had now been turned into lifeless corpses. Yami squeezed his eyes shut, hitting his forehead a few times at his stupidity. He only hoped that Yugi and Seto were ok.
~To Be Continued

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