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The Banquet
Slave of Destruction
Hato chiisai
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh and blah blah blah blah blah............ There. Done.
This fic is hereby dedicated to Ryou-Bakura, or, on other sites, Bishojo Shadow!!!
YAOI WARNING
Chapter 9
The Banquet
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ryou woke in the morning when Set stirred and stretched, yawning and taking on his usual animal head form. The god blinked and looked down when his slave rolled over and snuggled into his chest with a little sigh and smile.
“Good morning, Master.” Ryou said, fixing sparkling brown eyes on the God of Destruction. “Do you feel better? EEP!!” Ryou jumped back as Set suddenly grew four feet taller.
“Much, little one. Now let’s go get something to eat.” Set said as he ruffled Ryou’s hair. “Then, this evening, there is a banquet at the grand hall in the Palace of the Sun.” Ryou’s eyes widened; the Palace of the Sun was the home of Ra. “All the gods and Pharaohs are to attend, and each will bring one servant. I wish for you to accompany me.
“As you wish, Master.” Ryou said excitedly, trotting after the twelve foot tall god as he swept down the hall, chuckling at his little slave’s enthusiasm. In the dining room, Ryou was once again scooped up and placed in the god’s lap, where he was fed from his Master’s plate and watered from his master’s glass. A bath followed in which Set and Ryou engaged in a water battle, and then, they dressed. They went for a walk in the gardens in which they had idle chat, and then, after lunch, spent time in the library.
Then, there was another bath, and Set sent Ryou to Khamaat, Iras and Kiya. They dressed him in a pressed black satin wrap, once again displaying his thighs, and a loincloth to cover his genitals. The fabric was lined in gold, and gold cuffs were placed on his wrists, ankles and upper arms, followed by a collar that was ornately engraved with the symbol of his master. Ryou asked about the gold, as Set’s slaves wore silver, but they simply shrugged and told him that this is what they were told to dress him in. And then, he was taken out to the front courtyard where his nine foot tall master awaited him.
“Iras, Kiya...” Set said. “Well done.” And he pat Ryou on the head. “Come along little one.” And he moved and climbed into a litter, pulling Ryou onto his lap. The black curtains were drawn to shield Ryou and Set from the sun. Ryou squeaked as the litter lurched as the slaves picked it up and began to carry it. Set chuckled and stroked Ryou’s hair, gently. Ryou smiled and rested his head on his master’s chest. The god smiled down at Ryou, then cleared his throat. Ryou looked up.
“You pleased me very much last night.” Set said, and Ryou smiled.
“I am glad that you approve, Master.”
“I have never had a permanent bed slave before. I have had all of my slaves in my bed at some time. But you have charmed me.” Ryou blinked. “You will sleep in my bed every night from now on, my pet.”
“I am honored, Master.” Ryou said, and smiled as Set kissed his forehead.
Ten minutes later, the litter was set on the ground, and the curtains were drawn aside. Ryou’s eyes widened and his mouth fell open as he stared up at the golden Palace of the Sun. Set smiled and ruffled Ryou’s hair again.
“You are to follow me in the proper fashion. Can you do that?”
“As you wish, Master.” Ryou said, and followed Set slightly behind and to the right, his wrists crossed before him, and his head bowed.
..........................................
“Yami...” Mikado called, knocking and poking his head into the room. Yami looked up from Bakura’s bed.
“Yes?” He asked, and Mikado stepped over, stroking Bakura’s hair, lightly.
“Ahmose says it is time to go.”
“I don’t want to.” Yami said, and Mikado blinked.
“Yami, it’s an invitation from Ra himself! You can’t just not go!!!” Mikado cried. Yami sighed and nodded, leaning over and kissing Bakura’s forehead, gently.
“I know, I know... I’m coming.” Yami said with a sigh, and followed Mikado out to the front of his palace, his red robes billowing around him dramatically. Ahmose stood outside the door next to the golden chariot with the Sennen Eye on the front. Yami nodded to Ahmose, who moved closer and enveloped the Pharaoh in his arms.
“Just because Bakura has given up on living it does not mean that we should.” Ahmose said softly, and Yami nodded, hiding his face in Ahmose’s chest, briefly.
“I’m fine... I just... miss both Ryou and Bakura.”
“As do I. But Ra awaits.” Ahmose said, and he stepped up onto the chariot with Yami. He gripped the reins and flipped them, urging the black stallions forwards. His deep eggplant robes flew behind him with Yami’s crimson robes, and the gates opened. People made way for the famous King of Games, the most well known Pharaoh in the Kingdom of Osiris. Yami stood beside Ahmose, his blood red eyes sweeping the crowd, searching desperately for the missing hikari. But there was no sign of the missing boy, and soon enough, they had arrived at the Palace of the Sun. Ahmose stepped out of the chariot after Yami and, as a slave of Ra took the chariot, he followed his King into the Palace. They were bowed through the doors and another slave led them to the Great Hall where Ra’s Head Slave announced their arrival.
“Pharaoh Atemu-Yugioh!” The slave called, and all eyes turned up to see the Pharaoh who was nearly as powerful as the gods themselves, and at the tall sorcerer behind him, who was sweeping the hall with cold golden eyes, searching for anything that may present a danger to his lord. Satisfied that it was secure, Ahmose let his hands leave the hilts of his twin Kris, Egyptian blades that wove from side to side. Then, he followed Yami down to his seat and took his place behind him, folding his arms over his chest and watching everything with wary alertness.
“Anubis, Lord of the Dead!!” The announcer called, and everyone in the room stood and bowed to the Jackal God, Yami included, while Ahmose sunk down to one knee and bowing especially low. Anubis bowed his head to Ahmose in return. The god took his seat, and everyone else followed his example. Half an hour passed, and in came Pharaohs and gods alike, including Sehkmet, Ptah, Osiris and Isis, and Geb and Nut.
Yami was slowly turning his goblet, gazing into the wine, lost in thought. Ahmose bent over.
“You alright?” He asked, and Yami sighed, blinking and shaking his head.
“...... Just... Thinking. I believe that Marik’s depression is spreading.” Yami said, and Ahmose nodded, agreeing. Marik had been getting more and more depressed as Bakura lay in his catatonic state, and Malik was beginning to worry that Marik may begin to follow Bakura down his self-destructive path.
“Set, the Lord of Destruction!!!” Came the call from Ra’s head slave. Yami paid no attention, but suddenly he winced as Ahmose gripped his shoulder and gasped.
“Yami!!” He breathed, and Yami lifted his eyes towards the door. His eyes widened and he leapt to his feet. The God of Storms entered the hall, watching every one rise to their feet. And behind him followed Ryou, the picture of obedience. Yami moved to run to Ryou, but was stopped by Ahmose.
“Yami... Not now. Wait when we can approach him without the attention of every God and Pharaoh in the Kingdom.” Ahmose hissed, and Yami slowly relaxed, nodding.
Ryou followed Set to the table, where Set took his seat. Ryou glanced around and saw the slaves of the other gods kneeling on cushions set out beside their masters’ chairs. Ryou slowly knelt as well, unaware of Yami and Ahmose’s eyes fixed on him. Fifteen minutes later, Ra entered and everyone stood. Watching the other slaves, Ryou bowed, pressing his forehead to the floor. Ra sat down, and everyone else followed, the slaves sitting up and keeping their eyes lowered. The food was served and the gods and Pharaoh’s began to eat. Ahmose stood out slightly, as he was not kneeling beside Yami, but stood behind him, arms folded and eyes darting around. And this was overlooked; everyone knew of the Chosen of Anubis.
The gods began casual conversation, which was interrupted by a squeak. They all turned to see the source, and found that it came from a small slave that was being scooped up off of his plush cushion and place into Set’s lap. Yami watched, anxiously.
“Set...” Ra said. “Is this your new slave?”
“It is, My Lord.” Set said, smiling and stroking Ryou’s hair. Ryou’s eyes were wide and frightened, finding it very terrifying to be stared at by all the gods, including Ra himself. Set chuckled and pulled his quivering slave closer, hugging him.
“He’s shaking...” Isis said, and Set nodded.
“You’re all scaring him!!” Set cried in mock annoyance, though humor sparkled in his eyes. He spooned up some soup from his bowl and lifted it to Ryou’s lips. Yami and Ahmose both blinked in slight surprise. Ryou blinked down at the spoon, then delicately sipped the thick broth. His eyes lit up in delight; it was one of his favorites, Lobster Bisque.
“He is such a sweet little thing.” Hathor said in her deep voice, smiling at Ryou, who glanced up at her and offered her a tentative smile and slight blush, making Sobek chuckle. Ryou cuddled closer to Set, and sipped another spoonful.
“What is his name?” Ra asked, sipping his own soup.
“Ryou.” Set said, taking another mouthful of the soup before offering the large spoon to Ryou again. “He’s a quiet little thing. But very devoted. It took me three days to break him,” Yami’s eyes narrowed. “And since then, I have had no reason to complain. He is my perfect little angel.”
“What is his rank?” Osiris asked.
“Personal Slave.” Set said, and the room was quiet.
“Personal Slave?” Nephtys asked her husband. “You have never had a personal slave before, Set.”
“I have never had a slave quite so charming before, my dear.” Set said, giving Ryou another spoonful of the bisque and a smile at his sister and the mother of his son. Ryou smiled and cuddled up to his master.
The soup was removed and the main course was set down. Ryou’s eyes widened at the large steaks presented with rich creamy mashed potatoes and well seasoned green beans; not quite what he would have expected the Gods to be eating. Set smiled and began to eat, after Ra had begun. Conversations drifted around, but Yami stayed silent, keeping his eyes trained on Ryou the entire time. He watched Ryou daintily eat from his Master’s fork, and drink from his cup, and between the little offerings, nuzzling his chest. After a bit, the main course was finished, and then came the salad. Ryou was beginning to turn down the food that his master was offering him, and was looking very drowsy. He did have a bit of the cheesecake with blueberry dressing, but by the time that the dessert platters were removed, he looked like he was dozing off.
After another hour of idle chatter, the party ended, and people began standing and drifting out the door. Yami rose when Set stood, setting a drowsy Ryou on the floor. He bowed to Ra and the proper ceremony was followed, and then he headed for the door. He was intercepted at the last moment by Yami and Ahmose. Both bowed at the waist.
“My Lord, Set.” Yami said. “May I have a word with you?” Ryou’s drowsiness left at the sound of the familiar voice.
“Pharaoh Yugioh.” Set said. “Of course. What can I do for you?”
“It is about your slave.” Yami said, looking at Ryou. Set’s eyes narrowed as Ahmose suddenly swept past him and gripped the slave’s shoulders.
“Ryou...” He gasped, and Ryou’s head jerked up, staring into Ahmose’s eyes.
“Ahmose....” He whimpered. “Yami...”
“You know them?” Set asked, and Ryou lowered his eyes, quickly.
“Yes, Master. I knew them in life. And in the Afterlife I have lived in Yami’s Palace.”
“You... you have?”
“Yes.” Yami said, and looked up at Set. “Ryou disappeared without a trace a while ago. And I want him back.” Set stared at Yami, as did Ahmose and Ryou.
“Yami...” Ahmose gasped. Set frowned.
“He is mine, Yugioh. I bought him. I own him.”
“Bought him?! From who?!” Ahmose gasped, eyes wide.
“He bought me from...” Ryou said softly, and he shook his head, eyes filling with tears. “It was Daddy!!” Ahmose and Yami stared, shocked. “Daddy tricked me into going to the Palace of Storms with him, and he sold me!!!” And Ryou began crying. Set knelt and pulled Ryou from Ahmose and into his chest.
“Shhhh... do not cry, my little one.” He crooned, softly, and stood, lifting Ryou into his arms and turned to his litter. “The little one belongs to me. I favor him. I will not give him up.” And he turned and climbed into the litter and drew the curtains. The slaves stood and lifted it to their shoulders, and moved away, Yami and Ahmose staring after it. Yami frowned and turned, calling for his chariot.
“This isn’t over...” He snarled, and Ahmose smiled, laying a comforting hand on Yami’s shoulder.
“Things are looking up. We can tell Bakura the good news. Maybe he will return.” The sorcerer said, and Yami smiled and nodded.
“Yes. I hope so....”
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
GOOD NEWS!!! I talk my parents into letting me stay for the second summer semester!!! I’M NOT LEAVING!!!! WOOOOOO!!!
Yami Kitsune: Yay!!! Welcome back!!!! And yeah, ff.net WAS a long time ago. But glad to have you back! And no, I’m not leaving! Yay!!! Happy reading!!!
Nashwa: Heh… yeah, Set is hot. And no, Ryou would NEVER forget about Bakura!!!
Aya-chan: Argh! Yes! Ryou slept with Set!!! And it HAD to happen, so there. ^.^
And thank God, I don’t have to WORRY about the dam job now! Lol
Sglily: Wow. Coming from YOU, that is HIGH praise. And Bakura isn’t displeased with Ryou… he’s PISSED at SET!!! And of COURSE they will reunite!!! You can’t keep them apart!!! Well… unless Bakura fades, of course… heheheh… And nice to feel loved, but thank God, I’m not leaving!!! YAY!!! Oh, awesome update by the way. That cliffhanger made me pass out.
Lokivsanubis: ^.^ Yay!!! And Ryou will be found! The question now is will he be found in time to save Bakura… oooohhhh…
Switch: ::sighs:: Yeah… but this time, I convinced them to let me off the hook and stay!! Wheeeee!!!
Ruri_star: What can I say? Set is a very lovable master. And you can thank God (and mom and dad) that you don’t have to wait til Aug. 23rd for an update!
Hato chiisai
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh and blah blah blah blah blah............ There. Done.
This fic is hereby dedicated to Ryou-Bakura, or, on other sites, Bishojo Shadow!!!
YAOI WARNING
Chapter 9
The Banquet
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ryou woke in the morning when Set stirred and stretched, yawning and taking on his usual animal head form. The god blinked and looked down when his slave rolled over and snuggled into his chest with a little sigh and smile.
“Good morning, Master.” Ryou said, fixing sparkling brown eyes on the God of Destruction. “Do you feel better? EEP!!” Ryou jumped back as Set suddenly grew four feet taller.
“Much, little one. Now let’s go get something to eat.” Set said as he ruffled Ryou’s hair. “Then, this evening, there is a banquet at the grand hall in the Palace of the Sun.” Ryou’s eyes widened; the Palace of the Sun was the home of Ra. “All the gods and Pharaohs are to attend, and each will bring one servant. I wish for you to accompany me.
“As you wish, Master.” Ryou said excitedly, trotting after the twelve foot tall god as he swept down the hall, chuckling at his little slave’s enthusiasm. In the dining room, Ryou was once again scooped up and placed in the god’s lap, where he was fed from his Master’s plate and watered from his master’s glass. A bath followed in which Set and Ryou engaged in a water battle, and then, they dressed. They went for a walk in the gardens in which they had idle chat, and then, after lunch, spent time in the library.
Then, there was another bath, and Set sent Ryou to Khamaat, Iras and Kiya. They dressed him in a pressed black satin wrap, once again displaying his thighs, and a loincloth to cover his genitals. The fabric was lined in gold, and gold cuffs were placed on his wrists, ankles and upper arms, followed by a collar that was ornately engraved with the symbol of his master. Ryou asked about the gold, as Set’s slaves wore silver, but they simply shrugged and told him that this is what they were told to dress him in. And then, he was taken out to the front courtyard where his nine foot tall master awaited him.
“Iras, Kiya...” Set said. “Well done.” And he pat Ryou on the head. “Come along little one.” And he moved and climbed into a litter, pulling Ryou onto his lap. The black curtains were drawn to shield Ryou and Set from the sun. Ryou squeaked as the litter lurched as the slaves picked it up and began to carry it. Set chuckled and stroked Ryou’s hair, gently. Ryou smiled and rested his head on his master’s chest. The god smiled down at Ryou, then cleared his throat. Ryou looked up.
“You pleased me very much last night.” Set said, and Ryou smiled.
“I am glad that you approve, Master.”
“I have never had a permanent bed slave before. I have had all of my slaves in my bed at some time. But you have charmed me.” Ryou blinked. “You will sleep in my bed every night from now on, my pet.”
“I am honored, Master.” Ryou said, and smiled as Set kissed his forehead.
Ten minutes later, the litter was set on the ground, and the curtains were drawn aside. Ryou’s eyes widened and his mouth fell open as he stared up at the golden Palace of the Sun. Set smiled and ruffled Ryou’s hair again.
“You are to follow me in the proper fashion. Can you do that?”
“As you wish, Master.” Ryou said, and followed Set slightly behind and to the right, his wrists crossed before him, and his head bowed.
..........................................
“Yami...” Mikado called, knocking and poking his head into the room. Yami looked up from Bakura’s bed.
“Yes?” He asked, and Mikado stepped over, stroking Bakura’s hair, lightly.
“Ahmose says it is time to go.”
“I don’t want to.” Yami said, and Mikado blinked.
“Yami, it’s an invitation from Ra himself! You can’t just not go!!!” Mikado cried. Yami sighed and nodded, leaning over and kissing Bakura’s forehead, gently.
“I know, I know... I’m coming.” Yami said with a sigh, and followed Mikado out to the front of his palace, his red robes billowing around him dramatically. Ahmose stood outside the door next to the golden chariot with the Sennen Eye on the front. Yami nodded to Ahmose, who moved closer and enveloped the Pharaoh in his arms.
“Just because Bakura has given up on living it does not mean that we should.” Ahmose said softly, and Yami nodded, hiding his face in Ahmose’s chest, briefly.
“I’m fine... I just... miss both Ryou and Bakura.”
“As do I. But Ra awaits.” Ahmose said, and he stepped up onto the chariot with Yami. He gripped the reins and flipped them, urging the black stallions forwards. His deep eggplant robes flew behind him with Yami’s crimson robes, and the gates opened. People made way for the famous King of Games, the most well known Pharaoh in the Kingdom of Osiris. Yami stood beside Ahmose, his blood red eyes sweeping the crowd, searching desperately for the missing hikari. But there was no sign of the missing boy, and soon enough, they had arrived at the Palace of the Sun. Ahmose stepped out of the chariot after Yami and, as a slave of Ra took the chariot, he followed his King into the Palace. They were bowed through the doors and another slave led them to the Great Hall where Ra’s Head Slave announced their arrival.
“Pharaoh Atemu-Yugioh!” The slave called, and all eyes turned up to see the Pharaoh who was nearly as powerful as the gods themselves, and at the tall sorcerer behind him, who was sweeping the hall with cold golden eyes, searching for anything that may present a danger to his lord. Satisfied that it was secure, Ahmose let his hands leave the hilts of his twin Kris, Egyptian blades that wove from side to side. Then, he followed Yami down to his seat and took his place behind him, folding his arms over his chest and watching everything with wary alertness.
“Anubis, Lord of the Dead!!” The announcer called, and everyone in the room stood and bowed to the Jackal God, Yami included, while Ahmose sunk down to one knee and bowing especially low. Anubis bowed his head to Ahmose in return. The god took his seat, and everyone else followed his example. Half an hour passed, and in came Pharaohs and gods alike, including Sehkmet, Ptah, Osiris and Isis, and Geb and Nut.
Yami was slowly turning his goblet, gazing into the wine, lost in thought. Ahmose bent over.
“You alright?” He asked, and Yami sighed, blinking and shaking his head.
“...... Just... Thinking. I believe that Marik’s depression is spreading.” Yami said, and Ahmose nodded, agreeing. Marik had been getting more and more depressed as Bakura lay in his catatonic state, and Malik was beginning to worry that Marik may begin to follow Bakura down his self-destructive path.
“Set, the Lord of Destruction!!!” Came the call from Ra’s head slave. Yami paid no attention, but suddenly he winced as Ahmose gripped his shoulder and gasped.
“Yami!!” He breathed, and Yami lifted his eyes towards the door. His eyes widened and he leapt to his feet. The God of Storms entered the hall, watching every one rise to their feet. And behind him followed Ryou, the picture of obedience. Yami moved to run to Ryou, but was stopped by Ahmose.
“Yami... Not now. Wait when we can approach him without the attention of every God and Pharaoh in the Kingdom.” Ahmose hissed, and Yami slowly relaxed, nodding.
Ryou followed Set to the table, where Set took his seat. Ryou glanced around and saw the slaves of the other gods kneeling on cushions set out beside their masters’ chairs. Ryou slowly knelt as well, unaware of Yami and Ahmose’s eyes fixed on him. Fifteen minutes later, Ra entered and everyone stood. Watching the other slaves, Ryou bowed, pressing his forehead to the floor. Ra sat down, and everyone else followed, the slaves sitting up and keeping their eyes lowered. The food was served and the gods and Pharaoh’s began to eat. Ahmose stood out slightly, as he was not kneeling beside Yami, but stood behind him, arms folded and eyes darting around. And this was overlooked; everyone knew of the Chosen of Anubis.
The gods began casual conversation, which was interrupted by a squeak. They all turned to see the source, and found that it came from a small slave that was being scooped up off of his plush cushion and place into Set’s lap. Yami watched, anxiously.
“Set...” Ra said. “Is this your new slave?”
“It is, My Lord.” Set said, smiling and stroking Ryou’s hair. Ryou’s eyes were wide and frightened, finding it very terrifying to be stared at by all the gods, including Ra himself. Set chuckled and pulled his quivering slave closer, hugging him.
“He’s shaking...” Isis said, and Set nodded.
“You’re all scaring him!!” Set cried in mock annoyance, though humor sparkled in his eyes. He spooned up some soup from his bowl and lifted it to Ryou’s lips. Yami and Ahmose both blinked in slight surprise. Ryou blinked down at the spoon, then delicately sipped the thick broth. His eyes lit up in delight; it was one of his favorites, Lobster Bisque.
“He is such a sweet little thing.” Hathor said in her deep voice, smiling at Ryou, who glanced up at her and offered her a tentative smile and slight blush, making Sobek chuckle. Ryou cuddled closer to Set, and sipped another spoonful.
“What is his name?” Ra asked, sipping his own soup.
“Ryou.” Set said, taking another mouthful of the soup before offering the large spoon to Ryou again. “He’s a quiet little thing. But very devoted. It took me three days to break him,” Yami’s eyes narrowed. “And since then, I have had no reason to complain. He is my perfect little angel.”
“What is his rank?” Osiris asked.
“Personal Slave.” Set said, and the room was quiet.
“Personal Slave?” Nephtys asked her husband. “You have never had a personal slave before, Set.”
“I have never had a slave quite so charming before, my dear.” Set said, giving Ryou another spoonful of the bisque and a smile at his sister and the mother of his son. Ryou smiled and cuddled up to his master.
The soup was removed and the main course was set down. Ryou’s eyes widened at the large steaks presented with rich creamy mashed potatoes and well seasoned green beans; not quite what he would have expected the Gods to be eating. Set smiled and began to eat, after Ra had begun. Conversations drifted around, but Yami stayed silent, keeping his eyes trained on Ryou the entire time. He watched Ryou daintily eat from his Master’s fork, and drink from his cup, and between the little offerings, nuzzling his chest. After a bit, the main course was finished, and then came the salad. Ryou was beginning to turn down the food that his master was offering him, and was looking very drowsy. He did have a bit of the cheesecake with blueberry dressing, but by the time that the dessert platters were removed, he looked like he was dozing off.
After another hour of idle chatter, the party ended, and people began standing and drifting out the door. Yami rose when Set stood, setting a drowsy Ryou on the floor. He bowed to Ra and the proper ceremony was followed, and then he headed for the door. He was intercepted at the last moment by Yami and Ahmose. Both bowed at the waist.
“My Lord, Set.” Yami said. “May I have a word with you?” Ryou’s drowsiness left at the sound of the familiar voice.
“Pharaoh Yugioh.” Set said. “Of course. What can I do for you?”
“It is about your slave.” Yami said, looking at Ryou. Set’s eyes narrowed as Ahmose suddenly swept past him and gripped the slave’s shoulders.
“Ryou...” He gasped, and Ryou’s head jerked up, staring into Ahmose’s eyes.
“Ahmose....” He whimpered. “Yami...”
“You know them?” Set asked, and Ryou lowered his eyes, quickly.
“Yes, Master. I knew them in life. And in the Afterlife I have lived in Yami’s Palace.”
“You... you have?”
“Yes.” Yami said, and looked up at Set. “Ryou disappeared without a trace a while ago. And I want him back.” Set stared at Yami, as did Ahmose and Ryou.
“Yami...” Ahmose gasped. Set frowned.
“He is mine, Yugioh. I bought him. I own him.”
“Bought him?! From who?!” Ahmose gasped, eyes wide.
“He bought me from...” Ryou said softly, and he shook his head, eyes filling with tears. “It was Daddy!!” Ahmose and Yami stared, shocked. “Daddy tricked me into going to the Palace of Storms with him, and he sold me!!!” And Ryou began crying. Set knelt and pulled Ryou from Ahmose and into his chest.
“Shhhh... do not cry, my little one.” He crooned, softly, and stood, lifting Ryou into his arms and turned to his litter. “The little one belongs to me. I favor him. I will not give him up.” And he turned and climbed into the litter and drew the curtains. The slaves stood and lifted it to their shoulders, and moved away, Yami and Ahmose staring after it. Yami frowned and turned, calling for his chariot.
“This isn’t over...” He snarled, and Ahmose smiled, laying a comforting hand on Yami’s shoulder.
“Things are looking up. We can tell Bakura the good news. Maybe he will return.” The sorcerer said, and Yami smiled and nodded.
“Yes. I hope so....”
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
GOOD NEWS!!! I talk my parents into letting me stay for the second summer semester!!! I’M NOT LEAVING!!!! WOOOOOO!!!
Yami Kitsune: Yay!!! Welcome back!!!! And yeah, ff.net WAS a long time ago. But glad to have you back! And no, I’m not leaving! Yay!!! Happy reading!!!
Nashwa: Heh… yeah, Set is hot. And no, Ryou would NEVER forget about Bakura!!!
Aya-chan: Argh! Yes! Ryou slept with Set!!! And it HAD to happen, so there. ^.^
And thank God, I don’t have to WORRY about the dam job now! Lol
Sglily: Wow. Coming from YOU, that is HIGH praise. And Bakura isn’t displeased with Ryou… he’s PISSED at SET!!! And of COURSE they will reunite!!! You can’t keep them apart!!! Well… unless Bakura fades, of course… heheheh… And nice to feel loved, but thank God, I’m not leaving!!! YAY!!! Oh, awesome update by the way. That cliffhanger made me pass out.
Lokivsanubis: ^.^ Yay!!! And Ryou will be found! The question now is will he be found in time to save Bakura… oooohhhh…
Switch: ::sighs:: Yeah… but this time, I convinced them to let me off the hook and stay!! Wheeeee!!!
Ruri_star: What can I say? Set is a very lovable master. And you can thank God (and mom and dad) that you don’t have to wait til Aug. 23rd for an update!