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Seth~

Seth looked up at the blond youth. His heart pounded hard when the blond asked 'what he take?' Was he serious? A hurt expression displayed on the young priest's face. He might as well tell the story of how it really went down.

The day it all happened stood fresh within his memories. It never died or faded from his mind. He took a deep breath and kept his cool, trying not to reveal anymore emotions he kept bottled up.

"You want to know what he took...from me..., do you..?" Asked the brunet in a whisper like voice yet sounding completely distant.

He looked down hesitantly then looked back up with a serious expression on his face. His cerulean eyes met those of amber. Part of him didn't want to tell the story cause it would bring back haunted memories. The other part had to tell the blond. So the blood would know of the dangers that lied ahead with being with the brunet.

"It was 3 years ago this took place. We were dealing with the King of Thieves and plan to seek revenge on the pharaoh." He sighed a bit. He knew the boy was probably just a child back then, still blossoming into a young man.

"I was head of the palace guards and in charge of capturing him and sentencing his death.." Oh how he could remember it just like yesterday. "I knew right there and then, the pharaoh and the previous pharaoh weren't all they were cut out to be.." Seth was ever so stunned how so many rumors could possibly true to match the pharaoh and his judgment on things.

"The Thief King was seeking revenge for his village that was destroyed by the pharaoh. He supposedly was just a mere child when all that happened. My mission took an interesting turn when I began using my millennium rod to use people's Ka as a way of battling and not for just sealing them away into stone tablets." The brunet tried his best to keep it short, sweet, and to the point. He didn't want to bore the boy with small details and what not.

"Then I ran into her along the way. An old friend my childhood past. She was different from the others, just like you are. She had pale skin, and palish blue hair with bright blue eyes." He kept a straight face and didn't soften one bit. He truly wish, he could have saved her and protected her. He failed miserably at that and regretted it ever since.

"What truly made her different was her Ka. It possessed the Blue Eyes White Dragon. She held tremendous power within. But I only witnessed it once when we escaped her village, she used that power to protect me. I was a priest at training at that time and I found her being tortured by the people of her village." He got up from his thrown and paced a bit before stopping and leaning upon the wall.

"Everything began falling in place after that. The pharaoh now stepped in and decided to go against my plans, I bit my tongue and just took his orders. My father who I just learned was Priest Akunadin, crossed into the dark forces and joined the Thief King to rid the pharaoh." He sighed once more, clenching his fist. Memories became more vivid as the story went on.

"No one offered to help in the battle. They all stood on the sidelines watching. The pharaoh made things worse and I was up against the dark forces. Alone with half my army." He took another breath and loosened his fist a bit. Still remaining calm though it was noted he was upset through the tone in his voice.

"The pharaoh joined the battle after the rest of my army was wiped out. All he cared about was his safety and those ridiculous millennium items. My life almost ended as I was about to be attacked and wipe off the face of Earth. Then she came to my aid and joined my side in the form of the Blue Eyes White Dragon and canceled the attack." The tone of his voice rose a bit more higher as the story continued. His loosened fist shook a bit but not as much.

"I...I lost her due to the pharaoh. Because of his selfish desires and his previous accomplishments. It caused lives to be lost and dreaded pasts for everyone.. Including my lost for her.. To keep her spirit going on, I sealed her Ka to the stone tablet as her last request.." His dropped and didn't lift after that. The story was finally coming to an end.

"That was the last I saw of Kisara.." The priest finally mentioned her name. "She was a bit older than you when she died.."

His heart got heavier and his chest tightened as the story ended. He looked up slowly and his expression went a bit soft now. "I'm not sure if you see why I don't want you alone. Especially with the pharaoh... He's capable of horrible things.. And I rather not lose you after just finding you.."

Seth~

Seth didn't say anymore to the boy. He was tired and emotionally drained and stressed. And he couldn't find himself wanting to sleep. Though now, he probably had to face the pharaoh tomorrow and explain why a boy in tattered clothes was in the palace.

So many thoughts plague his mind. So much happening all in one day. He wasn't wanting any of this kind of stress. He heard the boy apologize once more. Before he headed over to the balcony of his room on the other side, he passed a look at the boy and nodded.

"Its not your fault... Now go to sleep. You really do need rest..."

With that Seth walked across the room and walked onto the balcony. He sat on the railing gazing up into the moonlit and starlit sky. He secretly let a tear fall down on his face. In more than one way both this boy and Kisara were alike and in more than way they were completely different.

His feelings for Kisara were entirely brotherly as well as compassionate. He wish he could have gotten to known her better and shared a stronger bond. Now he could do that with the blond he found. If he had to, he would explain more of his reasons why he wants the blond here.

What attracted the brunet from the blond was the fiery spirit the blond held. Also the rare site of blond hair was new to him, even if the boy was just a slave. Still, he seemed to stunned by such beauty. He was a bit more paler than Kisara was on the side note.

Slave or not, status meant nothing to the priest. Most would have been disgusted. But Seth appreciates most beauty of things in life. Kisara being the first beauty and now the now this boy, that he meant hours ago in the alley way in Khemet. 'Only if he knew what he means to me... Maybe he'd understand..'

The cool air of the night lightly swept around the brunet as he closed his eyes to enjoy it momentarily. It felt good and during the day it was really hot or humid out. Something that easily made the brunet slightly nauseated. He sighed contently for a change and the tension quickly left his body as he enjoyed the cool air of the night.

Seth~

It was not long after Jono fell asleep that the brunet decided he should sleep as well. He had a long day himself and need much rest. He got up and left the balcony and turned, heading for the bed. He noticed the sleeping blond on the floor. He shook his head and sighed. He picked the boy up gently, not trying to wake him in his well deserved slumber.

He gently place the frail body upon his bed and placed the sheets over the boy's body. He soon was removing some adornments from his attire, preparing for bed. His eyes were already getting heavy. And lying in bed seem to be heaven for the priest. Once removing the gold bracers and bands from his wrists and arms, he climbed into and fell fast asleep.

Somehow during the middle of his sleep, he found himself pulling the boy into his embrace and holding him protectively. His facial expression was never relaxed as if he were thinking in his sleep. Even he felt a bit restless, he decided not to toss and turn for the night. He would stay strong and keep his protective embrace on the youth in his arms.

It felt nice to hold someone, someone that he liked and didn't mind. He remember how nice it felt to hold Kisara close and show her brotherly compassion. To protect her and give her a better life himself. That never happened though. Bakura, the King of Thieves had other plans, so did the pharaoh as well. More blame was put towards the pharaoh however. Not so much to Bakura. Remembering such a horrid thing as that cause the brunet to shiver like that.

However, this was different now. Bakura was no longer around to wreak his havoc and seek revenge. His plans and himself fell hard. The pharaoh reigned victorious and yet so many lives were lost. To think, his own life could have taken if it had went out of control. Now, Seth vowed to give this boy a better life and a chance to start over. What he didn't get to do for an old friend, he would surely do for this young boy that he admired so much.

He opened his eyes after a while of sleeping and looked at the blond beauty he held. He genuinely stroked the boy's messy hair and smiled a bit. He felt all tension leave and felt himself at ease. There was something special about the blond that Seth couldn't place his finger on. It wasn't the rare beauty the boy had. Nor was it his Ka. Maybe after tonight's rest, he'd figure what it would be tomorrow. He gave the boy one last glimpse as he stroked the boy's hair one last time before he returned back to sleep.

Seth~

Morning came like nothing. The priest felt like he slept 5 hours or less. He released what he held close to him and rolled over burying his face in the soft pillows. The morning air seem to be different than most other days. It was rather cool for a change and it felt nice. He shifted again in bed before continuing to sleep more.

So many thoughts danced in the brunet's head. One thought made him stir more. Seeing the pharaoh. Oh Ra, it was going to be hell for Seth. He rolled over more and slowly rose. 'Why did I have to be burn into loyalty? Ra, is my life that entertaining to make me suffer?'

He began placing the golden bands and bracers on his arms and wrists. He then left the bed and walked past the boy not noticing him. He had thrown his cloak on and grabbed his millennium rod along the way. He entered another room that was connected.

Marble and pure gold was the choice of decor for this room. There was a giant washing area (something like a tub perhaps) and a huge sink. There was at least more than 3 dozen shelves going along the wall and 5 dressers of sorts lined up against the walls. Different soaps, lotions, and beauty products were sorted on these shelves. And in these 5 dressers held towels and other fabrics within.

The priest made his way over to the sink to wash his face and straighten his disheveled hair. He stood in the mirror for a bit before going over to a shelf and pulling down a beauty product. Most likely a rare perfume bottle. He dash a little on and then place it back. He then turned around and returned to his room.

Seth walked straight over to the balcony to catch some sun and some air for himself. He gently seated himself on the balcony and remained silent enjoying the site of his city, Khemet.

Seth~

Seth who was calmly resting on the balcony and became startled a bit. He turned to see a confused blond nearing him. His hand motioned Jono to join him. His expressionless face gave a pleasant smile. He face the boy a bit and petted the youth's head.

"I'm fine.. Why do you ask?"

The priest stared into the ex-slave's eyes for a brief moment before returning his gaze to the boy's face. He shifted slightly to make himself more comfortable.

"I guess I'm just a bit nerve-wrecked for the meeting later this afternoon.."

Royalty or not, everyone was intimidated one way or another by the pharaoh. He knew the boy was concerned and he didn't want him to worry about such little things that can be handle within a matter of minutes.

"None-the-less, you need not to worry about what happens to me. I'll return safely."

He petted the boy again before looking out into the city again. Seth then noticed how nerve-wrecked he was for being on this balcony. He then pulled the boy closer and smiled.

"Don't worry, I won't let you fall. This balcony however is very stable. It'll only crumble if it were attacked by an enemy."

Seth kept the boy in his embrace and remained looking out into the horizon. He enjoyed mornings and nights. In between the day wasn't really much of anything, nothing breath-taking at least. The sunsets and sunrises were truly a sight to see in Egypt, no questions asked.

"I take it you like perfumes?" He looked questionably at the boy for a moment. "Its lilac and jasmine."

He soon pulled the boy on his lap and propped himself sitting fully on the banister with his legs hanging out. Of course his hold remained firmed as the boy sat in his lap in the same position. "Enjoying the view?" He smirked a bit. Though hopefully his intention was not to scare the boy. But he wanted him to catch a glimpse of the city in full and better view.

Seth~

Seth kept a firm hold on the boy, noticing he was uncomfortable with their sitting position. He chuckled seeing the boy cling to him. The image was rather cute in his eyes. Maybe half the purpose of doing was to get the boy closer to him. He lightly rested his head on the others head, smiling a bit.

"I won't drop you, I promise." Seth reassured, gently rocking the boy in his arms.

The morning air gently blew past them as they sat upon the balcony. The thought of meeting the pharaoh later today was the only thought that made him uneasy. But right after the meeting, he was going to spend the whole day getting to know the youth that he adored so much. One little one-on-one with the pharaoh was not going to ruin his day.

When Seth heard the blond say he could see everything up from here, he laughed a bit, ruffling his hair. It was true. Just imagine sitting up on here at night, gazing into the stars and looking over to the moon. That is going to be more breath-taking than anything else. And if not, he couldn't wait until the blond could gaze upon the sunset and sunrise for Khemet, that was truly a sight to be hold.

He couldn't wait for the evening to come, he was going to share those moments with the boy. The boy would surely love it. He seemed to be enjoying the site of the city, so why not. He figured blindfolding the youth would be a fun way of surprising him. Maybe before that, the boy could spruce up a bit.

His happy thoughts took hold as the blond asked a certain question. When does he have to leave? That was the question that changed his smile into a frown ever so quickly. It bothered him. He didn't want to leave the boy alone and have him being dragged away if he was to wander the halls again. He also knew there wasn't much to do in his chambers as well.

"Sometime during the afternoon. It should not take long at all though. Worry not.." He petted the boy again.

He sighed looking back into his chamber and around the area. He kept thinking of something for the youth to occupy himself with. Hopefully for a mere hour, since that's how long the meeting will take. When his eyes caught sight of the washroom his frown turn into a smile again. That's it! He could bath for a while and relax. His gaze returned back to the ex-slave.

"The meeting will be an hour, I won't be long as said before. Will you be able to bath for that amount of time till I get back?" He cupped the blond's chin, tilting the boy's head up facing him. "It'll give you something to do and you might enjoy it."

Hopefully the youth will agree and comply to it. That'll surely make the priest feel a bit more better about the whole ideal. Anything to keep the young one occupied and reassure the priest some peace at mind.

Seth~

Seth looked down at the boy and chuckled lightly. Perfect, the boy was going to bath for at least an hour while he was away. Now the boy was concerned about his tunic. Indeed it was filthy and blood stained. The priest petted the boys head again and got off the balcony, carrying the boy with him.

He walked over to the bed and sat the boy down. Then the priest walked over to the wardrobe and reached into it, pulling a much more better looking tunic then the one the boy was wearing. He then walked back over to the boy and handed him the tunic and smiled.

"You shall wear this tunic. I have a few to spare for you for now."

Seth took notice that it was almost time for his meeting. He place the fresh looking tunic upon the bed.

"I will be taking my leave for a bit. Bath and change into the new one I gave you. If I take a bit longer take a nap right after the bath. I'll try to hurry back to you."

The priest headed to the door and opened and stepped out. He looked back one last time. He half smiled and sighed.

"I know you will have more questions for me. I will answer them when I return."

With that the priest turned around, walked out, and shut the door. He walked down several corridors as he made his way to find the pharaoh. He hoped the pharaoh was calm and not furious or anything of a sorts. He didn't feel like arguing with his own blood. It was infuriating.

Seth was one for being calm and cool. But if the pharaoh plans on arguing with the priest, all hell would break loose. And quite frankly he rather explain himself than argue. He had his answers already planned out. He already knew what words to choose as well. He just hoped the pharaoh would comprehend and be understanding.

Soon he entered the pharaoh's chambers and knelt before him. He waited for the pharaoh to speak.