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Immortal Love
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
9
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3,564
Reviews:
39
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Currently Reading:
1
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Chapter one
Thank you for all the lovely reviews, both from my 'loyal' followers and new arrivals to my twisted and totally messed up mind. I promise you will all enjoy it.
Chapter one
~Sixteen Years Later~
"Father? Are you up yet?" a teenaged voice yelled from the bottom of the stairwell
"Yes Katsuya. I can hear you. My ancestors can hear you." a voice said from the top of the stairwell, looking down at his blond treasure. And smiled. His little boy had grown up to be such a shining example of humanity. Kind, caring, gentle and loyal. Unfortunately he was also loud, quick to judge and often had a tendency to fly off the handle at the slightest thing.
"Father, can I go into town? I want to see the world. I know you said I need to stay here, but please?" Katsuya asked him solemnly
"Is Akeifa or I not good enough for you?" he said to his son
"It is not that, it is just with all the lessons that Lord Akeifa has taught me I want to see others. I promise to be careful, and not to talk to strangers, but Father I have been raised here all of my life after Mother died. I love both of you, but I am lonely. I feel...that....something....someONE is wanting me...needing me. Please...please I have to go...to him..." Katsuya said the last part in almost a whisper, but was still loud enough for the father to hear it.
"I see...very well. But Akeifa goes with you. He will watch but not interfere, unless you are in danger. Remember, your Mother was killed. For what, I do not know, but I do not want to lose you, dearest son." the father said to him. Seeing his son's beautiful face light up with happiness, he smiled with shared happiness. It was so easy to make him happy and it slightly saddened him that this might end some day.
"Very well father. Akeifa-sensei, shall we go?" Katsuya asked his teacher. While his father had taught him about culture and history, Akeifa had been responsible for teaching him to survive. He had taught him about many of the martial arts of the world and everything he had ever needed to not be detected. He knew it was going to be soon, but he knew his father and teacher would soon teach him about Shadow magic. Living with them for so long, he knew they were not normal. His father still only looked a few years older then him and his teacher not much more then that, perhaps only his early 20's.
"Yeah Pup...let's go." Akeifa said with a smile at his pupil's nickname. He had never seen a dog, so did not get the reference but it still made him growl slightly
"Sensei, please don't call me that." Katsuya said in a low voice
"You know I only call you that in affection." Akeifa said with a smile. Unfortunately, his teacher's smiles were rarely given, so it looked like he was taunting, when in reality he was serious. The ragged scar on his face did not help either as he gave any smiles almost a look of a sneer, which he knew.
"Please don't." Katsuya said as he got on his shoes that had been made from the bits of hard fabric that his teacher had called leather. Only Akeifa had ever left the mansion and had been the one to get the different fabrics and food for him. Both him and his father did not seem to need food, but made sure that when he ate, they ate with him. Each night it was a debate on different literatures over time, and different politics of the ancient times. Of current times, Katsuya did not know, not because his father and Akeifa was keeping him the dark, it was more that they just did not know. They had introduced him to modern conveniences, but not many as the mansion was mostly self sufficient.
As they headed down the street leading into town, Katsuya was in awe. Both his teacher and his father had only let him out a few times, in fear of the person that killed his mother. He did not know who it was, or why she had been killed and his adoptive father was not able to give him any information either. It was one of the reasons that he was so hesitant about letting him outside. But now smelling the sweet smell of freedom he felt invigorated and refreshed. And alive...so alive.
Akeifa looked at the young blond and sighed. Him and his Pharaoh had done a good job with him. Both of them had given up being able to have children and both had contented to live their lives without any kind of companionship. As penance for what they had done. Then again, both of them knew that with their gender preferences, unless the gods planned on forgiving them, though with the Pharaoh being who he was, that might be true, they would never be able to have children. They had been punishing them for what had happened, considering that two previously sworn enemies now were living together, and had been forbidden to part.
He had hoped that for this service, his reward would finally be his.
The one thing that he had been forced to give up so long ago...
The one thing that made him feel complete, and human....
His soul mate.
‹ ‹ : ★ : › ›
The Pharaoh watched his most precious treasure...at least the one that he had a sight of, leave the house for the first time. After so many years, he had not expected to feel the heartache that he did with the boy leaving, but he knew that he had to let him go. He could feel his presence. The one person that could help his adopted son fulfill his destiny. The one that could free himself and Akeifa, the formerly named Thief King Bakura. It had taken many centuries, but the king had finally told him his name and since then they always spoke to each other as friends, and not former Pharaoh of all realms and the dreaded Thief King, the one that in his misplaced rage had heralded a near catastrophe.
Closing his eyes as he could see the beautiful blond head leave the sight of him, he turned away from the window and went back to his desk on the opposite side of the window. Looking at the papers he remembered that he had found with the woman he knew that she was an aristocrat, like him. He often wondered if the woman had his son's personality, or if that was from something else. He knew where he could ask, but over the centuries, his own father had been silent. Stone like. He had not forgiven his most favourite son from losing his sanity. Even if it had been that one time. With his powers, it only took one time. And in that, he had nearly destroyed his kingdom. One that with his father's approval ruled in his name.
It still was mind boggling sometimes that he and Bakura had been alive for 5,000 years but that was the reality. Now with his son approaching manhood, he hoped that finally he would be forgiven for his past transgressions, and would have back the one thing that made him whole. The one that he had given the sun, moon and stars for. And that with his loss, had nearly destroyed mankind in his grief.
His soul mate, his own shining light.
Chapter one
~Sixteen Years Later~
"Father? Are you up yet?" a teenaged voice yelled from the bottom of the stairwell
"Yes Katsuya. I can hear you. My ancestors can hear you." a voice said from the top of the stairwell, looking down at his blond treasure. And smiled. His little boy had grown up to be such a shining example of humanity. Kind, caring, gentle and loyal. Unfortunately he was also loud, quick to judge and often had a tendency to fly off the handle at the slightest thing.
"Father, can I go into town? I want to see the world. I know you said I need to stay here, but please?" Katsuya asked him solemnly
"Is Akeifa or I not good enough for you?" he said to his son
"It is not that, it is just with all the lessons that Lord Akeifa has taught me I want to see others. I promise to be careful, and not to talk to strangers, but Father I have been raised here all of my life after Mother died. I love both of you, but I am lonely. I feel...that....something....someONE is wanting me...needing me. Please...please I have to go...to him..." Katsuya said the last part in almost a whisper, but was still loud enough for the father to hear it.
"I see...very well. But Akeifa goes with you. He will watch but not interfere, unless you are in danger. Remember, your Mother was killed. For what, I do not know, but I do not want to lose you, dearest son." the father said to him. Seeing his son's beautiful face light up with happiness, he smiled with shared happiness. It was so easy to make him happy and it slightly saddened him that this might end some day.
"Very well father. Akeifa-sensei, shall we go?" Katsuya asked his teacher. While his father had taught him about culture and history, Akeifa had been responsible for teaching him to survive. He had taught him about many of the martial arts of the world and everything he had ever needed to not be detected. He knew it was going to be soon, but he knew his father and teacher would soon teach him about Shadow magic. Living with them for so long, he knew they were not normal. His father still only looked a few years older then him and his teacher not much more then that, perhaps only his early 20's.
"Yeah Pup...let's go." Akeifa said with a smile at his pupil's nickname. He had never seen a dog, so did not get the reference but it still made him growl slightly
"Sensei, please don't call me that." Katsuya said in a low voice
"You know I only call you that in affection." Akeifa said with a smile. Unfortunately, his teacher's smiles were rarely given, so it looked like he was taunting, when in reality he was serious. The ragged scar on his face did not help either as he gave any smiles almost a look of a sneer, which he knew.
"Please don't." Katsuya said as he got on his shoes that had been made from the bits of hard fabric that his teacher had called leather. Only Akeifa had ever left the mansion and had been the one to get the different fabrics and food for him. Both him and his father did not seem to need food, but made sure that when he ate, they ate with him. Each night it was a debate on different literatures over time, and different politics of the ancient times. Of current times, Katsuya did not know, not because his father and Akeifa was keeping him the dark, it was more that they just did not know. They had introduced him to modern conveniences, but not many as the mansion was mostly self sufficient.
As they headed down the street leading into town, Katsuya was in awe. Both his teacher and his father had only let him out a few times, in fear of the person that killed his mother. He did not know who it was, or why she had been killed and his adoptive father was not able to give him any information either. It was one of the reasons that he was so hesitant about letting him outside. But now smelling the sweet smell of freedom he felt invigorated and refreshed. And alive...so alive.
Akeifa looked at the young blond and sighed. Him and his Pharaoh had done a good job with him. Both of them had given up being able to have children and both had contented to live their lives without any kind of companionship. As penance for what they had done. Then again, both of them knew that with their gender preferences, unless the gods planned on forgiving them, though with the Pharaoh being who he was, that might be true, they would never be able to have children. They had been punishing them for what had happened, considering that two previously sworn enemies now were living together, and had been forbidden to part.
He had hoped that for this service, his reward would finally be his.
The one thing that he had been forced to give up so long ago...
The one thing that made him feel complete, and human....
His soul mate.
‹ ‹ : ★ : › ›
The Pharaoh watched his most precious treasure...at least the one that he had a sight of, leave the house for the first time. After so many years, he had not expected to feel the heartache that he did with the boy leaving, but he knew that he had to let him go. He could feel his presence. The one person that could help his adopted son fulfill his destiny. The one that could free himself and Akeifa, the formerly named Thief King Bakura. It had taken many centuries, but the king had finally told him his name and since then they always spoke to each other as friends, and not former Pharaoh of all realms and the dreaded Thief King, the one that in his misplaced rage had heralded a near catastrophe.
Closing his eyes as he could see the beautiful blond head leave the sight of him, he turned away from the window and went back to his desk on the opposite side of the window. Looking at the papers he remembered that he had found with the woman he knew that she was an aristocrat, like him. He often wondered if the woman had his son's personality, or if that was from something else. He knew where he could ask, but over the centuries, his own father had been silent. Stone like. He had not forgiven his most favourite son from losing his sanity. Even if it had been that one time. With his powers, it only took one time. And in that, he had nearly destroyed his kingdom. One that with his father's approval ruled in his name.
It still was mind boggling sometimes that he and Bakura had been alive for 5,000 years but that was the reality. Now with his son approaching manhood, he hoped that finally he would be forgiven for his past transgressions, and would have back the one thing that made him whole. The one that he had given the sun, moon and stars for. And that with his loss, had nearly destroyed mankind in his grief.
His soul mate, his own shining light.