Hello peoples! Thanks again for making Blackmail a success and now I have a new story out! I will give all reading this a warning and I will not repeat myself later on, so please don't complain and say I didn't warn you all. This story is mature for sexual content and language. If you cannot handle that, then don't read. For those of you who can, please enjoy my new story! I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! and I'm pretty damn sure that every author on this site has to repeat a similar phrase.
Chapter One: The Uncomfortable Truth
It wasn't fair.
Why does he pay attention to those other girls? Those harlots who do nothing but strut their hips, batter their eyes and spread their legs for any handsome man they see.
Unfortunately for me, they have their sights set on Atemu.
my best friend....
the love of my life.
These feelings of mine surfaced the day he became Pharaoh, the day everything went to pot. I was barred from coming to his coronation due to a little accident that occurred a few days prior that involved Atemu risking his life to save me from a rather large cobra. Who knew it was poisonous? He was bitten on his shoulder and I did the only thing I could do. I pulled off his tunic and cape and sucked the poison from his body. Needless to say, everyone blamed me for the incident. Saying that I was careless and rash and needed to put his safety before my own.
And Atemu... he didn't even try to defend me.
I snuck into his party easily though, using an invisibility spell that I had just learnt. I looked around and saw Atemu sitting on the throne that used to be his father's but was his now. What was new however, was the aura of power that surrounded him. Perhaps I was imagining things, but it made him seem strong and attractive... then again, I've always thought he was strong and attractive. The other new thing was the glint in his eyes, the glint filled with lust and desire and went in my direction.
Who was he looking at?
I looked behind me and saw the dancers. The way they were moving their bodies along with the music, their elaborate movements with the ribbons, and not to mention their clothes which left nothing to the imagination. I looked down at my own body and felt embarrassed immediately since I was tinier than those dancers. I reverted back at Atemu and realized that those eyes... those beautiful burning eyes of his were aimed at those whores!
How could he?
Tears welled up and began to fall down my cheeks, my entire body was going numb yet was filled with a stabbing pain. I didn't realize it before for so many reasons. I was too busy paying attention to other things, my love for Atemu was blinding me or perhaps the most damning reason of all... I didn't want to see it.
I was losing him.
By the end of the night, he would take one or more of those whores back to his chambers to... I shook my head, trying my hardest to block the thoughts. I gasped when I saw one leaving and another would enter and not leave for another few hours. After that, I spent the rest of the night in my room crying. I don't understand what they have that I don't. Sure, they may have very alluring bodies and more sex appeal than I could ever dream to have and more experience in pleasing a man but... I'm his best friend. I know everything about him. I...
Who am I kidding?
Atemu is a man, a beautiful one at that. He doesn't want to waste his time with me, he'd rather have those dancers. After all... I am me and I can give him nothing but me. What hope do I have in winning his love?
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Atemu laid in his bed and stared at the ceiling in boredom. His coronation was what he thought it would be but the celebration afterwards was dull, to him at least. The one thing that would have made it better was if Mana was there, at least he would be able to stand it better. Then again, he had loads of fun during the night but all those girls were much too eager and Atemu didn't seem to have enjoyed it as much as he thought he would. "Hm, I should probably get out of bed before they all think I died." He stood from his bed and stopped when he faced his dresser.
There it was.
His father's crown, which was now his. Atemu picked it up hesitantly and smiled sadly when he remembered how he used to swipe it from his father's head and pretend he was Pharaoh. The times of when he was younger were his fondest memories, especially those that involved his father and the time they had spent together. However, his father was dead and he was no longer Prince but Pharaoh.
The time for pretend was over.
He placed the crown on his head, his bangs being pushed up away from his eyes. I will be a great Pharaoh, like father. Even better, I will surpass you. Just watch me. Atemu finished dressing and opened the door to leave his room, but stopped when he saw her standing in his doorway. A smile graced his features and this smile belonged to her alone. "Good morning Mana. Did you want something?"
"Nope. Um, I just wanted to see the new Pharaoh." She wrapped her arms around his neck in a tight hug which he returned. This kind of affection was normal between them, the only kind that was particularly allowed. But now, these hugs pained her more and more because she knew the new Pharaoh... Atemu was holding other women.
He let her out of his arms and brushed aside her bangs to show off her eyes to him. "I really wish you could've come to my coronation, it might have been more fun."
Mana laughed nervously, remembering the reason why she wasn't allowed to go in the first place. "Again, I'm very sorry about the cobra and everything."
"Don't worry about that, it wasn't your fault. Now, why don't you and I have breakfast in the courtyard?"
"You sure I'm allowed to?"
"If you are with me, then yes. I'll tell the servants to serve us there." Atemu walked ahead and Mana followed after him.
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Mana ate as she normally did, stuffing whatever she could in her mouth while Atemu watched and didn't eat as much as her. He hated eating alone and her being with him made it less lonely. Being part of the royal family was never easy, considering that everyone he knew either served him out of loyalty for the Gods or because of the power his family had. Mana was one of the few that liked him for him and not for the crown that was resting upon his head. "You know if you eat too much, you'll become fat and not be able to bear many children."
She dropped the food in her hand and blushed as the mention of children came out of his mouth. "How is that any of your business?!"
He laughed and leaned against one of the pillars. "Everyone's business is mine. My job is to make the people happy and you happen to be part of that. If you don't wish to follow my advice, then don't. Just don't come crying to me when you break the very stone you sit upon." Her eye twitched in anger and knew that this sarcasm was Atemu's way of provoking her and so far, it was working perfectly.
"I'm not taking your advice at all. It's really rude to say something like that." Mana pushed the food away and crossed her arms over her chest stubbornly. Why can't he keep stuff like that to himself?!
Atemu dropped his food plate next to hers and placed his hand on her chin, turning her face towards his. "You're right, that was very rude and I'm sorry. I just want to look out for you, that's all." She tilted her head up and her eyes met his. One of the things she loved about him were his eyes. Those burning blood eyes of his scared most people but not her. To her, they were warm and comforting... like him.
"Pharaoh!" Both he and Mana turned to find Seto and Mahado standing there. "Pharaoh, there is some business for you to attend to. Come with me at once." Seto's tone was serious, as usual. Mana was sure he never showed any other kind of tone around anyone.
Suddenly, the Pharaoh's touch was no longer on her and she saw him stand up and leave with Priest Seto. "Well Mana, now that they're gone we should probably start your le-... Mana?" Mahado looked at her and could only see the tears welling up in her eyes. "What's wrong? Did Pharaoh say something to you?"
She shook her head and blinked the tears back. "No, of course not!" She denied in her cheerful voice and laughed; a sign she was lying and he knew this. He sat down next to her and put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to him.
"I'm your guardian Mana, if there's something on your mind I should be the first you tell. So come on, tell me what's wrong."
That was the thing about Mahado. For as long as she could remember, Mahado was there for her if she needed advice about anything. Even if it was the most trivial of things, he listened to what she had to say. "Well, it's um... I uh..." I'm not sure he'll like this though. A long sigh escaped her and she placed her head on his shoulder. "I'm in love."
Mahado's face lit up with happiness and surprise as he heard those words coming from his apprentice's mouth. "Really?!" She nodded slowly, trying not to look at him. "Who's the lucky man that's won your heart? No wait, let me figure it out. Um... does he live outside or inside the palace?"
A sigh of relief swept through him. If she had fallen for a peasant, he wouldn't be sure of what he would do. "Alright, is he a military man?"
"So he's an official?"
Mana really had to think about that. "Yeah, I would say he's of very high status."
Very high, eh? If it was very high, that would mean the royal court and there were seven suspects including him. "Is he young or old?"
Rules out Shimon and Aknadin. Gods, if it was them... Mahado shook those thoughts out of his head, not even wanting to think about that. Now he had to think of another elimination process. "Now you say young, do you mean closer to your age or at least 10 years older?"
He's really bad at this, isn't he? "Closer to my age." Atemu is about 3 years older than me.
Two suspects were now eliminated and that left him, Seto, and Atemu. "Is he nice to you?"
"I would say so."
Well, that leaves me and Ate.... oh gods no! Please say it isn't... "Mana, please say you're in love with me." She took her head off his shoulder and stared down at the ground. His eyes widened in shock.
Utter and complete shock.
"Can you just say something?"
"...The Pharaoh?! Mana, have you lost your damn mind?! H-h-he's the Pharaoh, a-a-a God! How could you have possibly have-"
Mana cut him off. "I don't know! It's just... the more I'm around him the more I want him. I love him so much, it's just not fair! He holds those other girls, those... those... whores without a second thought and all I get is a little hug! Why Mahado? It doesn't... make sense." Mahado could hear the breaking in her voice and knew she was serious about her feelings for him. He pulled her closer until she was crying right on his shoulder, his fingers running through her hair to calm her down.
"Mana, I don't find that fair either but it's not your place to say those things." Mahado heard her sobs slowly come to a halt and he knew what he would tell would just about break her heart. "He can do what he wants, including sleep with whomever he chooses. It may be frustrating for you, but that's the truth. He's not a child, he's a man. And at his age, he should already be married with children. But he's not and he has to start. It's his responsibility, whether you like it or not."
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I knew all that already, but it hurt to just hear it like that. Atemu and I practically live in different worlds. He was blessed by the Gods to get everything his heart desires and I...
... just get heart-broken by his very gaze.
Okay, I think this is a good part to stop at. I'm gonna try to be as historically accurate as I can with this (since I'm taking AP History, it'll be pretty easy haha) and I know for a fact that Pharaohs had multiple women so I'm using that. Oh and if a reviewer named Sunita is reading this I didn't get your e-mail address. You have to space it out like (my email yahoo .com) or something like that. Well, tell me how this went! Review please!