Alley Cat: Wheeeeeeeeee!! I've got a fic up!! It's my first one so be nice!

Seto: That means flame all you want!

Alley Cat: O.o (knocks him out) Anyway, be sure to check out my friend's, black lightniing, fic called "Silent Attraction". It's pretty good!

Seto: (recovers from hit) Flame her too!

Black Lightniing: Shut up! (knocks him out again)

Dark Conscience: I'm gonna stay outta this...

Alley Cat: Well, yeah... Okay, whatever...

Seto: (recovers from hit again) What about the disclaimer?

Alley Cat: O.o There is no disclaimer! (knocks him out again)

Seto: x.x Alley...Cat...does...not...own...Yu-gi-oh... (passes out)


Damn. Yami thought. What's taking him so long?

Yami was getting frustrated with his priest, Seto; they were also best friends. Seto claimed that he'd just go out in the city for a little while, an hour tops. It had already been three hours for Ra's sake!

But then again, Yami reasoned with himself, it is typical for him to run away from me like this...

Yes. It was true. His "high priest" had done this more than once. In fact, he did this all the time. Yami growled slightly. Well, all he could do now was wait. He didn't feel like going out in the city and "hunting" him down. He slumped slightly in his chair and sighed.

-=two hours and forty minutes ago=-

Seto smirked while he walked away from the palace. He had managed to get away from the Pharaoh...again. It was more of a habit now, since he had done it so many times. He grinned as he remembered the Pharaoh's fury every time he came back. Now, it was more of an inside-joke. The Pharaoh only "acted" mad now. He chuckled.

He didn't want to converse serious matters with the Pharaoh, so he decided to go into town to get some fresh air and maybe by a few trinkets for his brother. Mokuba. He thought. He hadn't got a gift for Mokuba for a while. He'll be expecting one soon. Seto spoiled Mokuba with presents; he gave Mokuba at least one present a month. He walked to a random booth selling jewelry. He shook his head. Mokuba had enough jewelry to supply him for the rest of his life. He checked many other stands until deciding on a gift, a plain cloth doll. Mokuba had never seen one of these, so Seto was sure Mokuba would be ecstatic. He glanced at the sun. It had already been at least an hour already. He was sure the Pharaoh wouldn't be too mad if he were a little late.

He was about to head back to the palace when a girl came running at him and managed to topple him over. "What the—" Seto cried out in alarm, but was disrupted by the girl.

"I—I'm sorry!" she managed to get out while panting. She pulled some of her brown hair away from her face and looked at the person she knocked over. She gasped. "I—I—I—I'm..." she choked on her words. She could not believe she actually knocked over the famous "High Priest." He was the Pharaoh's "Most Trusted." "Sorry!" she managed to get out. She helped pull Seto to his feet.

"It's all right," Seto answered coldly, clearly not happy about the rude interruption. He examined her. She had hazel eyes, brown hair, and a very shapely body. Her face showed pure innocence, and she was wearing a slave's garments. "Why weren't you watching where you were going?" he spat.

"Because...because..." she faltered.

"Because what, slave?" he emphasized.

"I—I—" Before she could finish, there was a man with a whip running down the street. "Yikes!" she cried out and hid behind Seto. Seto wondered what made her so scared when he spotted the man with the whip, obviously the slave trader. He sighed in frustration. He was going to be late, and the Pharaoh wasn't going to be too happy about that.

The slave trader looked around for a moment and spotted the girl behind the High Priest, Seto. He was stunned at first, but it soon turned into anger. "Slave!" he cried out in aggravation. "How dare you trouble the High Priest?!" He advanced on her, his whip ready to attack.

The girl hid behind Seto, shivering and clearly frightened. She closed her eyes and whispered, "I'm really sorry." She seemed to be on the verge of tears.

Seto sighed again. The Pharaoh had always said he was softhearted. "Don't worry," he whispered back. "I won't let him hurt you." The girl looked back at him, disbelief in her eyes. "Don't say anything," he ordered her. He paused before adding, "And from now on, you will call me 'master'." The girl remained silent, and her face remained blank, concealing her feelings. She gave a little nod and stared at the ground. Seto took that as an agreement and turned his attention back on the slave trader.

"I'm sorry," the trader managed to get out. He couldn't advance on the girl until the High Priest gave him permission.

Silence passed between them. Finally, Seto said, "If this girl really is so much trouble for you, why don't I take her off your hands for free?" It was more of an order than a question.

"Well, I—um..." the slave trader really didn't want to let this girl go for free. She had been too much trouble to just be given away so easily.

The High Priest arched an eyebrow. "Well?"

"You see—" he faltered. He had no choice. "Yes milord," he replied.

"Then good," Seto said. "You may go now."

"But—" the trader was just about to object, but changed his mind. "Yes milord," he said miserably. He left.

Seto sighed once again. It just wasn't his day. Everyone had noticed the commotion and was now staring at him in a confused expression. "Let's get out of here," Seto said coldly.

"Yes..." she hesitated. "Master," she said softly. Seto started his way toward the palace once again, with his new slave trailing behind him.

When he reached the palace, the sun had already begun to set. Seto sighed in exasperation. The Pharaoh must be furious by now. He looked tiredly at his new slave before he went into the palace to confront the Pharaoh. He opened the doors and was greeted by the main hall. Silence. It was empty. Seto proceeded to the double doors that led to the Pharaoh's chambers. "Don't speak unless you're told to do so," Seto advised, talking to the girl. "And kneel," Seto reminded. The girl made a curt nod and continued to stare at the ground. Seto felt a little uncomfortable about the silence between them. She hadn't talked since she became his. Seto ignored this thought for now. He had bigger things to deal with.

He inhaled deeply and opened the doors. Darkness consumed him. There was no light except for a little bit of sunlight that came through a window. All the other windows were closed off by drapes. This wasn't a good sign.

"Where were you?" Yami's voice rang out, cold and emotionless.

Seto gave one of his famous smirks and put a hand on his hip. "Out in the city," he replied vaguely.

"Why did you take so long then?" Yami's voice rang out again.

"I got held up," Seto replied. He tilted his head toward the girl. The girl got down on her knees and remained silent.

"You got a new slave?" Yami asked, surprised.

"Yeah."

"Why? You don't need another one do you?"

"Well, she could be some use."

"If you were intending to buy a slave, why didn't you just ask me?"

"I told you: I got held up. I wasn't intending on buy her. Things just came out that way."

Yami was silent for a while, contemplating the excuse. "What's your name?" he finally said, directing his question at the girl.

The girl remained silent for a few seconds before responding, "Layla."

"Layla..." Yami echoed. He sighed. "All right Seto. You're off the hook." Yami brushed past Seto. "But if it happens again, I won't be so forgiving."

Seto understood the threat and quickly replied, "It won't happen again."

"Good." Yami pushed open the double doors. "Layla. Welcome," he said before walking out the door.

Seto let out a breath he had not known he was holding. He was lucky this time. He looked at Layla and just noticed that she was shaking. "You can get up now." She stood, bowing her head. "I'll show you to your room," Seto responded, a hint of sympathy in his voice.


Seto: So why is it called The Two Slaves?

Alley Cat: Shut up! (knocks him out)

Black Lightniing: He's got a point...

Alley Cat: -.- Fine. There are two slaves, but the second one isn't going to appear until the next chapter.

Dark Conscience: Ooooh... You're torturing the audience...

Alley Cat: And if I don't get reviews, I'm not going to continue!

Black Lightniing: You're evil...

Alley Cat: And darn proud of it!!! So R&R!!

Seto: (tries to hypnotize audience) Flame them!! Flame them all!!!

Alley Cat, Dark Conscience, and Black Lightniing: SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (knocks him out with various weapons)

Seto: X.X Flame...them... (passes out for the second time in this chapter)