Tales of Arabian Nights

Tales of Arabian Nights

Mally-chan and hato chiisai

YAOI WARNING!!!!

Disclaimer: We do not own Yugioh or I Dream of Jeannie. But hato does own Mikado and Ahmose…

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Chapter 6

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The next morning, Ryou was up in a bustle. He hurried to the slave quarters, carrying the leftovers of breakfast. "Marik? Ahmose?" He called. "I brought breakfast!"

Ahmose grumbled, but slowly sat up and scratched his head; his hair was a mess. Marik groaned and curled up tighter, not one to wake up with the rising sun.

Ryou grinned and a comb floated over to Ahmose. "For your hair." He said setting Ahmose's plate down and sitting on Marik's cot, shaking him. "Wake up, it's time to work." He cooed. "C'mon, you don’t want to get me in trouble do you?"

"Hrrff..." Was Marik's response.

"Lazy ass..." Ahmose muttered, trying to tame his hair.

Ryou grinned. "Do I need to get the gardening hose?" he asked warningly.

"No!!!" Marik howled, bolting upright. Ahmose snickered. Judging by Marik's reaction, Ryou had obviously made that threat before, and had gone through with it, too.

Ryou giggled softly and handed Marik his plate. "Here...eat your breakfast." he cooed. "Did you sleep well?"

"My back aches." Marik mumbled, but dug into his breakfast. Ahmose sighed.

"Same here."

Ryou sighed softly. "I will change your bandages.." he cooed softly, scooting behind Marik and beginning to unwrap his back. He winced at the sight. "Ahh...I'm so sorry...." he mumbled, waving a hand. A bowl of cool water appeared and a rag. He began washing Marik's back and sighed. "Poor Marik..." he mumbled, using the same cool numbing balm he had on Ahmose the day before.

Slowly, Marik began to relax. "Thanks, Ryou... it feels much better now." He said. Ahmose finished off his breakfast, and sighed, watching them.

Ryou sighed and re-wrapped Marik's back. "You're healing..." he said smiling. "I'm just so sorry...your back has all that ink..." he mumbled, moving to Ahmose and repeating the process. "How are you feeling? Do you need help with your hair?"

Ahmose shook his head. "No. I'm fine. For now..." He growled slightly and clenched his fists.

Ryou sighed. "Bakura will... be coming today." He said sorrowfully. "I hope he doesn't do something I'll regret...."

Marik sighed. "Great... another big mouth... he'll probably end up in the dog house like I did..."

Ryou sighed. "I hope not... he'll roast!" he squeaked. "He'll go out pale and come in roasted like a turkey!"

At that, Marik and Ahmose both laughed. And that seemed to dissolve a lot of the tension in the room.

"If this weren't all such a bad thing..." Marik said. "I'd be glad to watch those bastards try to tame Bakura."

"No kidding." Ahmose said.

Ryou threw his wet rag against Marik's back harshly. "Marik!" he scolded. "Be nice!"

"Ow!" Marik hissed, jumping a bit. "That hurt!"

"Serves you right! How could you say such a horrible thing?!" Ryou said scoldingly. "Bakura's your friend!"

Marik sighed. "I'm just saying that he's a stubborn ass and in any other kind of circumstance, I would love to see them try to tame him! It just wouldn't happen! Bakura can try the patience of a saint!"

Ryou huffed softly. "Go do your laundry you horrible thing..." he pouted.

Marik frowned and pouted. "Oh, fine... Be that way." He grumbled, and went on his way.

Ryou sighed softly and shook his head, finishing Ahmose's bandages. "He's so spoiled sometimes..." he giggled softly. "Do you really... think I can live peacefully?" Ryou asked after a moment. "Free... a-and safe?"

Ahmose smiled and nodded. "Yes. You know we'll all do all we can to assure that, too."

Ryou began braiding Ahmose's hair. "You really... are very pretty Ahmose... why do you act so shy?"

Ahmose blinked and blushed, not expecting that. "W-What?"

"You're pretty...you're not an eyesore, you are attractive...why do you act like you are not? Why do you hide behind clothes, and behind books?" He continued braiding. "You have no reason to..."

Ahmose blinked. "I don't hide behind books. I read them." He said. "And what do you want me to do, walk around naked?!"

Ryou giggled. "Really? You don’t hide behind books when pharaoh says something like... nice ass?"

Ahmose blinked, and flushed slightly. "That's different. He says that just to make me blush, so I hide behind a book so he doesn't get the satisfaction of seeing it." Ahmose reasoned.

"Maybe to him, that blush is even more beautiful?" Ryou said giving Ahmose a calm look. "Maybe he likes to see you blush, because he knows that he can do that to you... just him."

Ahmose snorted. "Either that or he's just persistantly annoying. Like he always has been."

"Really? He seems to love you." Ryou said calmly. "He did in the libraries, in the kitchen...even the last day I saw of him..."

Ahmose blinked, then smiled slightly. He didn't answer Ryou, not the kind of person to speak of the love he had or the love he shared with others.

Ryou grinned. "You two love each other deeply. You always have... why so shy? He'd love you even if you were the ugliest thing on the planet."

"I... I just... I had--"

"Better get to work." Marik said, poking his head into the room. "Seto seems pissed that you aren't up and working yet... I think he's gonna come looking for you sometime soon..." Ahmose gulped at that.

Ryou finished the braid and helped Ahmose up. "Hurry to the gardens." He said softly. "I will go see Seto and keep his mind from you." With that said, Ryou took the dishes and hurried from the room, kissing Marik's cheek on the way out. "I thought you were going to wash the laundry?" he giggled.

Marik sighed. "I went to gather bed sheets. And Seto got up on the wrong side of the bed. I tried so hard to be good. And I made it out of there without telling him to go fuck an ant hill..."

Ryou grinned broadly. "I'll sneak you a treat at dinner for it." he said proudly and hugged Marik tightly. "Don’t forget to wash your clothes." He added. "I don’t want you to be stinky!"

Ahmose snorted. "Clothes? You call that clothes?" He asked, gesturing at Marik's little kilt. Marik crossed his arms and glared.

"At least I'm not walking around with my ASS on display!!!" He shot back. Ahmose narrowed his eyes and glared right back.

"Marik don’t tease Ahmose!" Ryou scolded. "Go wash the laundry!" He shoved Marik and swatted him on the behind to get him moving, before hurrying off as well. Once the dishes were in the kitchen, he hurried to Seto. "M-master Seto?" He called peering in Seto's chambers.

Seto grumbled softly and Ryou proceeded to tell Seto that Ahmose was delayed because he had been changing his bandages.

"Fine... I'll talk to Pegasus about how to begin their training." He said getting up and walking to meet Pegasus in the study.

Pegasus was humming and flipping through American channels, stopping on SPIKE TV that was playing MXC, or Most Extreme Elimination Challenge.

"I do beleive that the Americans are making fun of the Japanese and our TV shows..." He said, turning and looking at Seto.

"They're Americans, that's all they do; belittle other countries." He said calmly. "Ryou and I are here... how do you propose we begin the training of Ahmose and Marik?" he said taking a seat.

Pegasus turned and blinked. "Yes, I guess it would be a good idea to start their training before we bring Bakura in later on today..."

Seto nodded. "My thoughts exactly... however Slave training has never been MY field of expertise. I was more involved with punishments..."

Pegasus blinked. "Don't look at me! I never trained or punished anyone! I just made reports and presented them!!!" He sighed. "I'm sure we can be creative... just... teach them to show the proper respect and do what they're told without hesitation. Punish them if they don't. If you tell Ahmose to come here, and he just stands there and glares, punish him! If that big blonde oaf curses at us, punish him!"

"Yes... but what punishments would be most appropriate?" Seto said calmly. "I handled EXTREME cases..." he looked deeply in thought.

Pegasus blinked. "Okay... what would you do in those extreme cases?" He asked.

"Back tattooing, lashings, tie them down in the sand spread-eagle and leave them there for three days... torturous things.." Seto said calmly. "Not something fit for these slaves minor misbehavings."

Pegasus shrugged. "How about... denying them meals. Beating them. We can always use them against each other, too. And there's always the classic wash their mouth out with soap if they cannot keep a civil tongue."

Seto chuckled at that. "We need to make an example of someone..." He said calmly. "Give them a reason to fear and obey us."

Pegasus blinked and looked at him. "Oh?" He asked, curiously. "May I ask what you are plotting?"

"Just... something to keep our little slaves in line." He said calmly. “I think little Bakura is going to recieve punishment, whether or not he misbehaves...."

Ryou gasped softly. "Please no! Th-that's not fair!" he said shaking his head.

"So we make the other two watch." Pegasus clarified, then looked at Ryou. "And what did we tell you about the 'N' word?"

Ryou whimpered shaking his head. "You can’t! That's not fair to him! Please don’t!"

Seto chuckled. "For a genie, he's got an awful lot of disagreement in him..." he said crossing his arms.

"No kidding. Maybe we'll have TWO examples." Pegasus said.

Seto smirked. "We only need one... perhaps Ryou would be a better example... seeing as he's so disagreeable."

Ryou's eyes widened. "No! Please!" he squeaked shaking his head and backing up. "I-I'm being good!" he gave his masters terrified looks. "Please don t! I... I'll behave better!"

"There's that 'N' word again!!!" Pegasus cried. "But really, Seto... we're gonna have to punish Bakura anyway, like you said. So may as well give the other two more food for thought."

Seto nodded. "We'll punish him. I highly doubt he'll bow down and take it... but perhaps the harsher of the two punishments should fall on little mister 'no'." He said giving Ryou a warning look.

Ryou shook his head and swallowed hard. "N-n-..." he bit his lip to stop himself from saying that word.

"Ah! He's learning already!!!" Pegasus applauded. "Ryou. You, Marik and Ahmose are to report to the main hall right after lunch. Is that clear?"

Seto merely laughed. "He's only learning because he knows he cannot die..." Seto smirked at that. "We can put him through hell and back, and he'll live through it."

Ryou backed away, shaking his head. "I don’t want to!"

Pegasus sighed. "Ryou. There is to be no protesting! We are your masters, and what we say, goes! The more you whine, the more you get punished! Is that clear?!"

Ryou shook his head more. "Please... this is wrong! Stop!" he said backing towards the door. "You've gotten your revenge! L-leave things as they are!"

Pegasus frowned and stalked towards Ryou. "You need to learn to control your mouth, slave!" He hissed. "It's only digging you in deeper!!!"

Ryou whimpered and swallowed hard. "Please stop! I am more than enough of a slave to serve your every whim! Why can’t you leave them alone?" He pleaded. "Why can’t I be enough?!"

Seto sat back, deciding Pegasus and Ryou were becoming a rather interesting spectacle to watch.

Pegasus smirked. "You can't do ALL the work AND grant our wishes." He pointed out. "For example... I wish for an airstrip on the border of the city so we can start traffic in and out of this place. After all... it is the future World Capital. And some nice docks on the river would be useful as well. And a power plant and water facilities. Get to it."

Ryou glowed brightly as each wish was fulfilled, and he groaned and drooped to the floor on his knees panting. "I… I granted them..." he mumbled weakly.

Seto chuckled. "Aww poor thing is worn out... Apparently you didn't wish enough."

Pegasus smirked. "Now Ryou... think you can handle all of the chores to be done around here and grant a few more wishes? All before lunch?"

Ryou groaned and gave Pegasus a firm look. "I... I'm more th-than enough!" he said in as firm a voice as he could.

Pegasus contemplated the genie for a moment, then snorted. "I'm not convinced. This afternoon, you will be punished for your disagreeable attitude, and you will bring us Bakura, and aid us in... whipping him into shape and making an example for Marik and Ahmose. Now get out."

Ryou shakily got to his feet and stumbled out making it a few feet before sliding down the wall and groaning. He closed his eyes and focused on trying to draw some magic from his bottle, which he had not seen since the wish for the palace.

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Marik trotted into the kitchen for lunch, looking very eager. "Gods... I will NEVER get irritated when Ishizu bitches about the laundry again..." He mumbled, plopping down and looking at Ryou, who was working with Pegasus and Seto's leftover, making plates for Marik and Ahmose, who had yet to come in.

"After lunch, we're to go to the main hall..." Ryou said softly, handing Marik a plate of food. He looked utterly exhausted.

"You okay?" Marik asked softly.

"GODS!!!" Marik jumped at that exclamation from Ahmose as the boy stalked in. "What the hell is the matter with them?! This is EGYPT for fuck's sake! It's a DESERT! What possessed them to think that they could have a fuckin RAINFOREST in the courtyard?! NOTHING I do will keep those things alive!!! They'll be dead within days!!!"

Ryou sighed and waved a hand, a whisp of magic forming and zooming out the window. Within moments the garden looked healthier than ever. "I told you... I keep it alive..." he mumbled softly. "Your lunch is ready."

Ahmose sighed and sat down next to Marik.

"You smell, Inarus."

"Fuck you Ishtar. I just spent all morning watering plants outside. It's HOT. I sweat. And you don't exactly smell glorious yourself. You smell like..."

"Fabric softener..." Marik snorted. Ahmose blinked and sniffed him, then snickered.

"Yeah... you do."

Ryou sighed. "After you eat we need to go to the main hall..." Ryou said once more. "Bakura will be coming soon..." He nuzzled into Marik's arm and sighed. "I like fabric softener."

Marik and Ahmose both paused in their eating and looked at each other. Marik heaved a large, depressed sigh, and Ahmose shook his head, sadly.

Ryou looked down. "I wish...that I didn't have to...I wish I could say no...." he mumbled giving them heartbroken looks. "It's all my fault..."

"No it's not..." Marik and Ahmose said in unison.

"How is it NOT my fault? I'm the whole reason this mess even occurred!" Ryou said giving them an exasperated look. "Wishes wishes wishes!"

"YOU have no choice." Ahmose said, poking Ryou with his fork. "It's the fault of the people making the wishes. Always has been, always will be. If you MUST blame someone else, blame me for MAKING you a genie in the first place."

Ryou shook his head. "It's not your fault. I was a bad slave, I was punished." Ryou said calmly. "That's how things work.”

Ahmose frowned. "Need we go over this again? You may have needed to be punished, but what I did was unforgiveable. The gods are STILL pissed at me."

"That's not good." Marik said, looking at Ahmose. Then he smirked. "But at least they're not telling you to get laid."

".... Ishtar... if I had my magic..."

"I know, I know. Ryou would be holding a baby lion right about now."

Ryou smiled weakly. "I wish I had a baby lion right now... I loved how cuddly and furry you were..." he said smiling at Marik. "I liked snuggling you. You were so small and soft..."

Marik blinked, then sighed and rolled his eyes. "If it will make you feel better, you can turn me into a lion and cuddle me for a bit." Ahmose snickered.

Ryou groaned softly. "I can’t." he mumbled. "I'm so tired..." He leaned into Marik once again. "Pegasus made big wishes..."

Marik smiled and hugged Ryou. "Well then... I will cuddle YOU!" And he pulled Ryou into his lap and did just that. Ahmose just smiled and shook his head, amused.

Ryou giggled. "Ahh Marik..." he cooed kissing his cheek. "I love you so much..."

Marik smiled and nuzzled Ryou. "I love you too, honey." He said. Ahmose smirked.

"You two belong together." He said.

Ryou giggled. "It's a shame he wasn't smarter back in Egypt... and paid my bottle more attention." he said giving Marik an amused look. "We could have been together much sooner."

Marik chuckled. "I don't think that would have been a good idea. I was an idiot. I would have brought around the apocalypse. And you would NOT have liked me, either..."

Ryou shook his head. "I don’t think you could have." He said softly. "You're too snuggly." At that he giggled. "Snuggly and not very selfish."

"Not back then." Marik snickered.

"Are you finished with lunch?" Ryou pointed out, stuffing a crust of bread into Marik's mouth. "Hush and eat."

Marik snorted and chewed his bread. "Somehow, I have a feeling I'm not gonna wanna eat much..." He mumbled.

"Same here..." Ahmose said, looking down at his hardly touched food. "I don't have much of an appetite, anyway..."

Ryou sighed softly. "You should eat what you can...it's going to be a horrible long day..." he mumbled standing. "Come on then...if you're done."

Marik sighed and nodded, slowly getting up. Ahmose gulped, and stood as well.

Ryou nodded and lead them to the main hall where Seto and Pegasus were waiting.

Seto chuckled softly. "Took you long enough, you gluttenous slaves." He said calmly. "Today marks the first day of your training. From this point on any attitude, glares, foul words... anything displeasing will be punished. Severely." He said calmly. "And, as an example, we will be using your friend Bakura." He added. "I wish he were here."

Ryou whimpered softly and waved a hand.

A moment later, Bakura was standing in the middle of the hall, naked, soaking wet, and shampooing his hair. Marik and Ahmose's eyes widened and Marik smacked a hand over his mouth. Okay, he KNEW this was bad, but... Holy shit, this was hilarious!!!

"What the fuck?" Bakura muttered, and reached out, groping blindly for something, probably the water taps.

Ryou shook his head, smiling at that and from around the corner came Marik's little friend, the garden hose...

Marik jumped and ducked behind Ahmose, eyeing the hose. A moment later, Bakura shrieked as he was sprayed with cold water. Pegasus lifted a hand to his mouth, trying not to laugh as Bakura raised his hands to block the water, stumbling backwards and falling on his ass.

Ryou sighed softly as the soap was washed from Bakura's hair and he was blasted dry with the usual warm wind.

Seto was having a hard time holding in his own laughter. Bakura had the girliest shriek.

Bakura, who had managed to get up breifly, just stumbled back and fell over again at the blast of wind. He blinked and shook his head, looking around. "What the fuck?!"

Seto laughed at this point. "Gods Pegasus, I think we've found our jester." He said calmly.

Bakura quickly whirled and stared at them, nervously. "What the fuck is going on here..." He growled.

"Perhaps. But I have a feeling that was a one time thing." Pegasus snickered.

Seto rolled his eyes. "Ryou. Soap please." He said calmly. "From this point further, cursing will be punished with mouths being washed out with soap." He explained as a soap bar charged at Bakura furiously.

Bakura stared in horror, then leapt up and ran. "Oh shit! Get away! Get away!"

"Stop cursing!!!" Marik called.

"WHAT?!"

A second bar of soap appeared and began chasing Bakura as well.

"Don’t curse!" Ryou whined. "Stop cursing!"

"What's going on here! Get those things away from me!!!" Bakura howled, leaping behind Marik.

Seto smirked at Pegasus, chuckling. "It seems he's just funny by nature." He said amusedly, watching Bakura dodge the soap bars. "He'll make a fine jester."

"You're a slave!" Ryou called watching Bakura trip and scramble to get up before a soap bar could lodge itself in his mouth.

"The hell I am!!!" Bakura howled, and Marik and Ahmose smacked their hands to their foreheads.

A third soap bar appeared joining the other two. "Bakura STOP CURSING!" Ryou whined. "STOP!"

Seto laughed more. "Gods spared him the brains that's for sure..." he said shaking his head and leaning against a wall as the soap bars continued to chase Bakura. He was too amused by the spectacle to have Ryou stop him just yet...

Bakura ran across the room and picked up a floor lamp, holding it like a baseball bat, and swinging it, demolishing one of the soap bars. Pegasus raised an eyebrow.

This however just made another soap bar appear in the destroyed bar's place.

Seto chuckled. "Slave! You're merely prolonging the inevitable!" He called to Bakura. "Take your punishment before I make you!"

"BITE ME, RICH BOY!!!" Bakura howled, swinging the demolishing soap bar after soap bar.

Seto laughed. "You were warned." He turned to Marik and Ahmose. "For being disagreeable, even slightly, you get a most humiliating spanking." He said and turned to Ryou. "I'm sure you can find a nice paddleboard..."

A paddle appeared behind Bakura, and invisible hands picked him up, knocking the lamp from his hands and bending him over an invisable knee. Spankings proceeded. Followed by soapy-mouth.

Ahmose and Marik stared, eyes wide, as Bakura thrashed and shouted. He was positively livid.

Twenty spankings later, Bakura was put down, the soap bars disappearing and his mouth foamy with soap.

Ryou sighed and shook his head.

"If he'd just been agreeable he would have been spared those spankings." Seto said calmly.

Bakura lay there, coughing and gagging, and spitting out the soap suds. Marik and Ahmose just stuck close together, but a moment later, Ahmose turned and looked Seto straight in the eye, and with an air of defiance, walked over to Bakura and knelt, laying a hand on his back.

"Are you okay?" He asked, softly. Bakura gagged, but nodded a bit.

Seto smirked at that, and in maybe twenty seconds of that, Ahmose was receiving his own set of spankings.

"AH!!" Ahmose yelped, and thrashed, furiously. "Knock it off!!! You bastard!!!" Bakura turned and glared at Seto.

Of course that only cause Ahmose to receive his own soap treatment, and Bakura another set of spankings as well.

Ryou gave Marik a desperate look. "Don’t do anything please!" he pleaded softly.

"Are you two quite finished?" Seto drawled, beginning to grow bored with their antics.

Ahmose coughed and just kept his eyes tight shut, facing away from Seto. If he looked at him, he knew he would just get into trouble again. Bakura had the same idea. Marik just stood stiff where he was, eyes wide like a deer in headlights as he stared at his friends.

"Good." He said calmly, as they were let down. "Now that you SEEM to have an idea of the seriousness of your positions..." he said smirking and crossing his arms. "We can continue our little discussion."

Ryou hugged Marik and whimpered softly, shaking. "Don’t do anything..." he whispered, giving him a frightened look. "Please don’t do anything..."

"From this point further those are some of the punishments you'll be facing. If you piss me off, I will have you tied down out in the desert and left there for three days..." he hissed smirking at Bakura. "Understand Slaves?"

Bakura glared and growled slightly, clenching his teeth and fists. Ahmose reached out and laid a hand on Bakura's fist. Bakura looked at him, and Ahmose shook his head. Bakura glared at him for a moment, then stopped growling and calmed down.

Seto gave Bakura a warning sneer. "Go ahead slave... try me..." he hissed amused. "You can ask your friend Marik what happened to him when he attacked like a dog."

Marik gulped. "Bakura, please behave..." He said softly. "Don't do anything stupid..." Bakura growled and moved to get up, but Ahmose grabbed him.

"Don't!" He hissed. "Don't... Unless you wanna be wearing bandages on your back, too..." Bakura blinked and looked at Ahmose's back, then at Marik, seeing the bandages on him, too. Bakura bristled, but stayed down.

"What? Losing that backbone?" Seto scoffed. "Here I thought we could make a fine example of you..." He said laughing. "Are you going to behave yourself?"

"Please..." Ahmose hissed, gripping Bakura's arm. Bakura stared at him, then nodded again. The pair stared at the floor.

"Since you two were the ones to misbehave." Seto said calmly. "You will be given nothing for dinner." He added. "Maybe an empty belly will teach you the manners and courtesy you need. As for Marik, he will be given a full dinner, and a cup of wine for his behavior. Good slaves get rewards."

Marik stared at Seto, but then looked away, clenching his jaw. Ahmose and Bakura showed no reaction.

"Ryou, take Bakura to the slave quarters... dress his ugly ass before he blinds someone." Seto said firmly. "You two... get back to work." he hissed at Marik and Ahmose. "Don’t let me catch you slacking off or I'll chain you out in the dog house!"

Ryou whimpered and hugged Marik once more, hurrying to Bakura's side. "C-come on... I'll get you dressed..." he mumbled softly.

Bakura growled, glaring at Seto and Pegasus as Ryou guided him out of the room. Marik turned and followed, nervously. Ahmose's eyes widened and he scrambled to his feet, not wanting to be left here alone with the psychos. Pegasus chuckled as he watched Bakura's naked ass prance out of the room, and then watched Ahmose's ass through the see-through harem pants as he passed by.

Seto slapped Pegasus on the back. "He's got a nice ass. Next time he misbehaves, I think I'll do the spanking." he added laughing at that.

Ryou hurried Bakura to the slave's quarters. "Poor Bakura I'm so sorry..." Ryou mumbled shaking his head and offering him a glass of water to help rid the taste of soap from his mouth.

Bakura rinsed his mouth out, quickly, making a face. "What the hell is going on here?!"

"You're a slave..." Ryou said softly. "We all are." He dried Bakura's hair better, and gave him a kilt like Marik's. "I'm so sorry..."

"Like hell!!!" Bakura shouted. "There is NO way I will EVER be a slave to those bastards!!!"

"We don't have a choice..." Ahmose said softly, leaning against the wall.

"Bullshit." Bakura spat.

"Please don’t curse." Ryou said softly handing him the kilt. "Here... you can get dressed."

Bakura stared at the thing. "It's a skirt." He said, not taking the thing.

"It's a skirt, or naked." Ryou said calmly. "Which is worse?"

Bakura snarled and snatched the thing, pulling it on. "Now... what the fuck is going on here." He hissed.

"I told you!" Ryou said calmly. "We're slaves...I'm a genie again..." he mumbled looking down. "They're wishing everyone here...one by one...making us slaves..."

Bakura's eyes widened. "You're a... genie again? Shit... so... so we just have to get your bottle! Right?!"

"If you got it, I would be your genie... but I'd like to see you try." Ryou mumbled. "They're guarding it all the time… it's hidden."

Bakura sighed. "Well... can't Ahmose trace it or something?"

"They've bound my magic."

"... shit."

Ryou hugged Bakura. "You're supposed to scrub the floors..." he mumbled softly. "I'll make dinner soon...I'm sure Marik will share."

"I am NOT scrubbing FLOORS!!!" Bakura howled, throwing his hands up into the air. "Those bastards... I'll slit their throats in their sleep!!!"

"You cant..." Ryou said softly. "I have to protect them..."

Bakura stared at Ryou, then cursed and plopped down onto a cot.

"Ryou?" Ahmose said after a moment. "What am I supposed to do now that the rainforest has been watered?"

"Flowers in the hall?" Ryou asked grinning. "Did you replace the old with new?"

Ahmose blinked. "Replace the old with the new? What?"

"Replace the old flowers with new ones." Ryou giggled.

"Why?" Ahmose asked. "What's wrong with the old ones?! I am NOT a gardener!!!"

"That's what the masters want!" Ryou whined. "Don’t argue with it, just do it...I don’t want to tie someone out in the desert for three days."

Ahmose groaned. "Okay... where are the new plants?" He grumbled.

"Uh... growing." Ryou said blinking. "You know… out in the garden. You pick them." Ryou said slowly. "Haven't you ever done anything with a garden?"

Ahmose looked at Ryou, and shook his head. "Never. Ryou, the only thing I know about plants are those I can identify as the ones I would use in my practice of sorcery, that poison ivy has three leaves, and the Canadian Flag has a Maple leaf on it!!!"

Ryou coughed to hide his laughter. "Ahmose... you are a botanical idiot." he giggled. "You should read some books on plants."

Ahmose rolled his eyes. "Yes dear. So what do I do?"

"Oh, come on and shut up." Marik snorted. "I'll show you." And he grabbed Ahmose by the arm and dragged him out of the room. Bakura's eyebrows raised into his hairline.

"Nice ass, Inarus!" He called.

"FUCK YOU!!!" Came the furious reply.

Ryou giggled softly. "Bakura...would you like to help me cook dinner?" Ryou asked politely. "It would help me a lot...I'm exhausted...Pegasus wished for an airstrip, docks and the town's revival..."

Bakura blinked. "I thought I was supposed to scrub the floors..." He said. "And... I'm not too good in the kitchen..."

Ryou sighed. "Please? You can surely stir and carry things right? I won’t ask hard things of you..."

"Well... okay." Bakura said, nodding.

Ryou grinned and hugged him, before taking his hand and leading him into the kitchen. "I'm making roast beef, seasoned turkey and shrimp scampi over rice as the main dish, a bread pudding with a side of sliced strawberries and some warm tomato and spice soup." He said proudly.

Bakura blinked. "Sure thing..." He said slowly, following the boy.

Meanwhile, Pegasus and Seto were standing on the balcony, watching Marik and Ahmose in the garden below. They were digging up a few plants, and Marik kept pointing things out to Ahmose. A few moments later, they went into some denser brush, but then jumped and yelped. Marik ran out, screaming, and Ahmose shimmied up a nearby tree, staring down into the plants. Pegasus raised an eyebrow.

Seto chuckled. "That's a nice look for you Ahmose!" He called down.

Ahmose blinked and looked up, then glared at Seto.

"Let's see YOU come down here and find a cobra suddenly hooding up on you!!!" He snapped, and Pegasus laughed.

"Nah, I think the view of your ass hanging out of a tree is much more entertaining!" Seto called back. "By the way, your thong is crooked!"

Ahmose flushed, but turned and glared at Seto. "Not nearly as crooked as YOU are..." He hissed, then looked down again, trying to locate the snake.

"Lost it didn't you!" Seto laughed. "Looks like you're stuck." He snickered.

Ahmose rolled his eyes. "You wish." He climbed a bit higher and pulled himself onto a branch, hanging from it. He swung a few times, then launched himself through the air, landing on the dirt path in a crouch. He stood and brushed himself off. "Ishtar! Where are you?!"

Of course Seto only laughed louder when there was a loud hissing behind Ahmose. "Oh look, your friend is back!"

Ahmose growled, glaring at Seto. Then he looked down at the cobra and slowly knelt. He held one hand out, palm facing the cobra, and moved it around. The cobra lifted off of the ground and hooded up, watching Ahmose's hand. He slowly reached out with the other hand, and when the cobra wasn't facing it, he struck and seized the thing by the neck, just behind the head. Pegasus' eye widened.

"Wow..." He mumbled.

Seto smirked. "That's why the pharaoh kept him near. Beautiful AND deadly." he said calmly.

Ahmose smirked as he stood, the snake thrashing angrily, soon coiling around his arm. Ahmose stroked it, then turned and looked Seto in the eye, a deadly gleam in his own. "We used to handle these creatures, Sethos, you and I... in the temples... I have to wonder if you have the skill you used to have... I'd like to find out..." He gathered the snake's coils in his hand. His smirk disappeared. "CATCH!!!" And he flung the cobra up at the balcony and straight at Seto, with deadly aim. Pegasus screamed like a girl and dropped his wine glass, leaping away.

Seto however caught the snake easily, avoiding it's teeth. "It takes more than the likes of you, to beat me Inarus." He called back as the snake hissed furiously, thrashing. He tossed the snake back to Ahmose's feet. "I wish one hundred cobra at your feet, each ready and willing to bite..." He said smirking as the snake at Ahmose's feet multiplied at an alarming rate.

Ahmose's eyes widened and he froze completely, hardly daring to breathe. Slowly, he took in and analyzed his situation... he'd been in tight spots before... but this was a new one. One wrong move, and he would have multiple bites that would kill him in minutes, if not seconds. He closed his eyes briefly and swallowed, trying to calm himself and get his body to relax, but it wasn't exactly responding. Pegasus returned to his spot at the balcony and stared down, mouth agape, waiting for the snakes to attack.

Seto laughed slightly. "Seems you're in over your head..." he said leaning over the balcony. "I have to wonder if you're worth saving... did we not just have a talk about attitude between slave and master?" He drawled, the snakes hissing and looking ready to strike any second.

Ahmose lifted his eyes and glared at Seto. "Did I also not point out that you are a total and complete coward?!" He hissed.

Seto smirked. "Then I'll leave you to the snakes. I'm sure the pharaoh is a more entertaining fuck."

Ahmose jerked his head up. "NO!!!" One of the snakes struck, but didn't actually bite. But it was enough to make Ahmose freeze again. "Please..." Ahmose called up to Seto. "Please don't..." Pegasus chuckled.

"I do believe he's ready to beg, Seto." He called.

Seto smirked at Ahmose. "Why in the seven hells should I spare your pathetic life? You're used goods!" He said laughing at that. "I could share the pharaoh with Pegasus, pass him around like a slut until we've had our fun… then sell him off as a slave somewhere..."

Pegasus turned. "Hey now!" He complained. "I never agreed to share! We agreed I would get the Pharaoh and you would get your dear rival. Get revenge for revealing you as a traitor and thus leading to the sealing of your powers and your... dragon... and sending you into exile in the land of Sinai. You would just... end it like this? Simply let him die? Without tormenting him first?"

Seto gave Pegasus a smirk. "If he can convince me he's not worth killing right now... I could be persuaded to keep him alive." He said cooly. "Well Ahmose? Do you have anything you're willing to offer to me, rather than your miserable life?"

Pegasus snorted and folded his arms. "I am NOT sharing the Pharaoh. It's your own fault if you kill your own bed slave." He grumbled.

Ahmose slowly looked up at Seto with wide eyes. He had gone slightly pale, and was shaking a bit.

"Please... leave him out of this... if you want vengeance against me... then take it. But leave him out of it... Please... I'm begging you..." Pegasus perked up and grinned in amusement at that.

Seto didn't bat an eye. "Why should I listen to you? What could POSSIBLY be worth more than watching you die to the snakes in the desert, outside of the palace that is soon to be this world's capital." He leaned on the railing lazily. "What could you POSSIBLY offer that is better than THIS?"

Ahmose lowered his eyes and seemed to fidget a bit, but stopped quickly when it started to agitate the cobras, who had begun to lash out aggressively at each other. It was obvious that he had a fair idea on what Seto wanted to hear, but couldn't bring himself to say it out loud. "W-What do you... want...?" He asked in a nervous voice.

"Don’t waste my time." Seto said calmly. "You make an offer, and I'll tell you if it's worth saving your ass for it." he said smirking. "Now start offering."

Ahmose winced and lowered his eyes, knowing that he would have to say what Seto wanted him to say, and what he himself NEVER wanted to say. From a nearby doorway, Marik, Bakura and Ryou were watching, tense, worried, and holding their breaths.

"My compliance." Ahmose finally said, trying to keep his tone steady, but there was defeat in it.

Seto smirked. "Fine..." He said sounding mildly interested. "I wish the snakes away." And with that, they were gone. "Remember this... you sold yourself to me, in exchange for that pharaoh... let us hope he remembers your kindness." He said coldly.

Ryou whimpered softly, hugging Marik tightly. "Oh Marik..." He whimpered. "Poor Ahmose..."

Marik held Ryou to his chest, watching as Ahmose's legs buckled and he dropped to his knees, panting and trying to get his shaking under control. Bakura shook his head slightly, distressed by this turn of events. After a moment, Ahmose was able to compose himself, and slowly stumble to his feet, but was unable to lift his eyes and look at Seto. He just stood there, looking almost stunned.

"My, this is SO entertaining..." Pegasus chuckled. "I wish for a fresh glass of wine, please!"

A large bottle of wine appeared near Pegasus, as well as a fresh glass and it was soon full of the wine.

Ryou gave Ahmose a nervous look. "A-Ahmose...?" he whimpered.

"Shh..." Marik hissed. "Stay out of it... this scene isn't over..."

"I don't feel too good about this..." Bakura mumbled. "We HAVE to find that bottle..."

Seto laughed down to Ahmose. "It's about time you felt that, Inarus... complete humility... utter obliteration." He hissed. "You've sold your very SOUL to me... in exchange for the pharaoh... was he worth it? Would he have done the same for you?" He chuckled. "Hardly... in this age, I'm willing to bet you're nothing but a sex object to him... you've become the joke of your friends and now, you're mine."

Ahmose flinched. "I am who I am. Then and now. I protected him then, and I continue to do so now. Whether he would have done the same for me is of no consequence."

"I expect not to see another ounce of resistance from you, or our little deal is off." Seto said. "In word, action, body language... in any effect of the word." He hissed smirking. "In bed, and out of bed."

Ahmose clenched his jaw and closed his eyes, but after a moment, nodded. Pegasus grinned and lifted his glass to Seto, before polishing off the wine inside of the glass.

"Shit..." Bakura finally hissed, and turned away. Marik lowered his face and nuzzled his nose into Ryou's hair.

Ryou whimpered and shook his head. "A-Ahmose..." he felt tears welling up in his eyes. "Gods… m-my friends..." He buried his face into Marik's chest and began to cry. "Why?!"

Marik pulled Ryou away from the doorway and the horrible scene playing out in the garden.

"Come on... come on... this was his choice. He'll be fine... I know you're afraid for your friends, but he's doing this to protect your friends. That's what he's always done, right?!" Marik gasped to Ryou. "He was the Pharaoh's bodyguard... He's supposed to protect him. He's doing what he DOES. It's okay, Ryou... It will be okay... it will all be okay..."

"Tell us what your bottle looks like." Bakura said suddenly. "Ahmose said you were in a new one."

Ryou sniffled clinging to Marik. "I can’t... I can’t tell you anything about my bottle..." He said softly. "They ordered me not to!" He sobbed more. "Oh gods... my friends!"

Bakura shook his head, thinking. "Wait..." He said, after a moment. "Wait... Ryou's old bottle was... was made of gold and lapis lazuli... blue and gold. His little outfit was blue and gold... so... so maybe his bottle matches his new clothes! Reds and black!"

Ryou didn't say anything, but behind the tears and his sniffling, was a soft smile. He wasn't allowed to talk about his bottle... but he could smile if they got SOMETHING right.

Bakura looked at Ryou. "Am... am I right?" He asked, looking hopeful.

Ryou wiped his eyes. "I'm not allowed to talk about my bottle." He said softly, though he was still smiling.

"You're right..." Marik said, grinning at Ryou's smile. He leaned down and kissed the boy. "Shhh... it's okay... see? We're already making progress. With luck, we can get the bottle before Ahmose gets hurt, or those bastards bring anyone else here..."

Ryou nodded sniffling. "W-would you like to help me cook too?" He asked hopefully. "I'll even let you snitch some tastes..." he whispered softly

Marik smiled sadly. "I can't sweetie... I have to do the laundry. I spent the afternoon helping Ahmose."

"I'll do the laundry." Bakura said with a smile. "You two head to the kitchen."

Ryou grinned and pulled Marik into the kitchen to begin cooking. As they worked, he sighed softly. "I wish we were home... that's where I want to be... home with you." He cooed as he chopped some onions for the seasoned tomato soup. "Home and happy..."

Marik smiled and nodded. "Yeah... me too..." He said softly. "Just you and me. In our house. Eating out of our magic fridge and... having fun with our friends..."

Ryou sighed. "Poor Ahmose..." he sniffled. "If I wasn't around... this never would have happened..." he sniffled and dropped the onions into the soup stirring it. "It's killing me from the inside... watching my friends fall like this..."

Marik sighed. "Ryou, really..." He said. "How many times to we have to tell you... this is NOT your fault."

Ryou smiled. "You keep saying it, but I hardly believe it." He cooed. "So, you'll have to continue saying it."

Marik smiled and grabbed Ryou, flinging him up into the air and spinning him around, before bringing him down into his arms for a kiss. "It's not your fault..." He said softly.

Ryou giggled and kissed Marik wrapping his arms around his lover. "I love you so much..." he cooed. "Marik...I want to live like this forever...in your arms and no one elses...." he kissed Marik again. "My precious precious Marik..."
Marik smiled. "We will be together. I promise." He said softly. Bakura in the meantime, was trying to figure out how to work the washing machine. Ahmose was still in the garden.

Seto smirked at Pegasus. "Who should we bring in next?" He asked sitting down on a chair on the balcony and watching the sun set.

Pegasus smirked. "How about Malik? We can use him against Marik AND Bakura."

Seto smirked. "A fine idea!" he said leaning back into his chair. "I wonder what he could possibly do..."

"Let's wait a day or two." Pegasus said. "See how our three slaves behave."

Seto nodded. "Agreed... what should our next large wish be? We never did punish Ryou..."

Pegasus snorted. "I dunno..." He said. "How about... Oh hell, I don't know. I MADE my big wish for the day..."

"You're the one who threatened to punish him." Seto said chuckling.

Pegasus sighed. "Yeah..." He mused lazily. He smirked and turned to look at Seto. "So... what are you going to do with your new obedient pet?"

"Fuck him like a cheap slut." He said calmly. "And enjoy the hell out of it."

Pegasus choked on his wine at that... blunt statement.

Dinner was served in it's normal fashion, and Marik was the only slave presented with dinner that night. His plate was piled FULL of delicious food. Ryou grinned proudly. He didn't get leftovers. He was served straight from the meal, just as the masters had been, for his obediance.

But Marik didn't feel like eating. However, with Ryou so happy that he was getting a true meal, he ate. And it was good, he did enjoy it, but it would have tasted better if his friends were able to eat as well.

Ryou cuddled Marik and kissed his cheeks, tucking him in after his lover's dinner. "How's your back feeling?" he asked after a moment. "Does it feel better?"

Marik smiled. "Yes..." He murmured. "When are Bakura and Ahmose coming in for the night?"

"I’m not sure if Ahmose is coming... but Bakura should be here soon..." he said snuggling Marik, looking ready to pass out as well. "Unless he couldn't figure out the laundry machine..."

Marik chuckled slightly. "Maybe I should go down and check on him." He said, looking at Ryou. He sighed. "I hope Ahmose will be okay..."

"I...I hope so too..." He said softly. "I should go...I'm tired...perhaps if I ask nicely I can spend the night in my bottle..." he mumbled stretching and walking towards the door. "Goodnight Marik" He said smiling back before walking to Pegasus' room.

"Master Pegasus?" he said cautiously. "C-can... can I rest?"

Pegasus looked up from his book. "What's that Ryou, dear? Rest? Oh, do you wish to go to your bottle to recuperate?" He asked. Ryou nodded. "Very well, Ryou." He said. "You may go to your bottle."

Ryou gave him a grateful look and disappeared. He flopped down into the pillows in his bottle and groaned. His muscles ached and he felt utterly drained... but the comforting magic’s in the bottle eased him to relax. He groaned and nuzzled into the pillows, feeling the magic slowly flowing into him.

"I want to go home..." he mumbled beginning to weakly fall into a genie's 'sleep'.

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ChibbiRinni: Heh… Pegasus is a few cards short of a deck… ^____^

MillieIshtarMouto: That’s for me to know and you to find out. Heh… and Pegasus is a badguy in this fic. And uh… this isn’t a cross-over… no Lucius Malfoy…

Velvetina: Heh… yeah… Peggy isn’t a nice guy in this one… And yeah… Marik is just… Marik. And Ahmose… well… he’s doing what he does best; protecting Yami. And yes. You’re still a wombat, much to Mikado’s amusement. Can Anubis interfere? Yes. The question is WILL he. And no. He won’t.

Jeda: Yes, he is feisty. Heh… and yeah… Ryou and Ahmose in thongs… WOOHOOOOO!!! Have fun with Bakura!!!

Laineyue: Ahmose…. Why does everyone love the torment and torture to fall on AHMOSE?! O.o()

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Steve Irwin

The Crocodile Hunter, Wildlife Warrior, Reptile Expert, Conservationist...

A Loving Husband and Father.

You were taken before your time.

We miss you.

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