Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. I do not make any profit of this story.

Warnings: Angst, smex.

Pairings: Seth/Yugi, Seth/Atem, future Seth/Atem/Yugi and Kaiba/Atem/Yugi.

Chapters: 12/?

Summary: Seth brought a slave and this slave was going to turn everyone's lives upside down.

Notes: Hello readers. I'm happy to see so many wonderful comments. I'm really trying to write this good and hopefully not too quickly. Can't believe how many chapters are up. Please enjoy and please tell me what you think.

The room was dark but Akhenaden knelt there. He spoke, "I do not understand. We don't need to do this."

"You are wrong. You wish for the son you had to hide away to take the throne. The pharaoh's death will give your son the power that was rightfully his."

Akhenaden laughed, "So true but…"

"Do you care for your nephew's life, Akhenaden?"

"Not at all. I would laugh at his tome. I worry Seth will not take the throne if that happens." Akhenaden stated his concerns.

"I saw the future. The new pharaoh is High Priest Seth. He will take the throne and rule greatly. Atem must die."

In Seth's chamber, Yugi woke up screaming. Two strong arms wrapped around him, pulling him to a bare chest. He relaxed, feeling safe. He dreamt of the pharaoh dying. Those eyes held so much sadness and pain. He shook in the hold. He didn't want to lose his new family. His heart was held by two men. They were his family. Tears fell as a strong voice whispered into his ear. What could he do to help them? What could he do to let them live? He whispered, "Master."

"Hush, Yugi. Go back to sleep." Seth whispered back. The body started to ease against his hold. He thought of sending Yugi away but it wouldn't work. He could see a strength in the slave that many didn't hold. Yugi would return back to the palace. He lay back down with the slave in his arms.

In the harem room, all the girls were crying. Nesa sobbed, "What if something happens to the pharaoh?"

Aria sighed sadly, "All we can do is be there for him. We must keep strong."

"But…" All the girls said at once.

"If I fall, it would be my destiny. Do not worry for what has not happen, but feel for the moment." A firm voice spoke from the curtains. All the girls turned to him. He walked inside and each one of them ran to him. He sat down with the girls circling him. He wanted to be with Seth but he heard the slave. The one who needed comfort was Yugi tonight. He closed his ruby eyes, stating, "We will carry on with what we have all this time."

"We worry, pharaoh Atem." Aria whispered.

"I came to ask a favor from you all." Atem replied. It was the hardest thing he had to think of. The girls curled close to him. He continued with his words, "If I do lose in this war, be there for Seth. Stay with him. Watch out for him."

The next day, Yugi walked around with his head bowed. Seth had duties to do and he didn't feel like being with him all day. He was still confused about what he felt. He stepped foot into the garden, seeing the pharaoh sitting in front of his flower.

"Hello little one." Atem sighed. He thought he would escape for a little while. He was tensed. He sent out his soldiers to see if there was anything going on. They reported nothing. Isis was never wrong about the future events. It might not be as clear as she would like, but she knew what she spoke of. He heard the soft footsteps walk closer. He dreamt of the slave beneath him again but this time he rode out his desires instead of calling for one of his girls.

"I'll leave you alone, pharaoh." Yugi whispered, noting Atem wanted to be left alone. He was just a bother to everyone here. He couldn't even help them fight in the war. What could a slave do?

"Join me, little one." Atem stated. He felt the slave kneel next to him. He ran his fingers through the spiky hair. He glanced to see the face red but there was fear in the eyes. He wanted to be free. He wanted to forget everything. He pulled his hand away, knowing he was making the other fear. He spoke, "We all have destinies to fulfill."

"Is it really destiny to die so young?" Yugi spoke up. Ruby eyes turned to look at him. He stood up, bowing his head, stating, "I don't believe in destinies. Was it really my destiny to be a slave, sold by my own blood? Was it really destiny for you to suffer because you can never be open with the one you want?" He walked away, not caring if he would be punish for his words.

Atem stared at the retreating form. Many would pay for those words, but they felt refreshing. He leaned back, looking up at the skies. He removed his crown, staring at it. Was it really his destiny? It didn't matter. He was pharaoh, the gods' chosen one. He placed his crown back and stood up. He heard footsteps and his ruby eyes glanced to his high priest. He chuckled, "Little one does not believe in destinies."

"How do you know?" Seth asked.

"He said so himself. He has spirit to speak to me in that matter." Atem answered.

"I'll talk to him and make sure…"

"You will do no such thing. Those words were needed to be said and now I know what I must do." Atem replied. Yes, his doubts were pushed away. He would stand and fight with everything in him. It didn't matter if he lost his life. Another will be chosen by the gods to rule. He turned his head, seeing Seth kneeling before him. He stated, "I fight and protect my people as the gods wish it."

"Then I fight along your side, my pharaoh." Seth responded as he stood up.

"I want to be with Yugi." Atem sighed, seeing nothing on Seth's face. He couldn't get the slave out of his mind. He walked toward his secret lover and asked, "Is…"

"As long as he wishes for you, I am okay with it. Tonight." Seth answered the unvoiced question that was ready to part from his king's lips. The pharaoh nodded his head and left the garden. As he looked down, he saw the purple flower standing tall and proud even with the wind blowing. He took a step forward, swearing he saw darkness wrapping around the flower. He blinked his eyes, shaking his head.

Mana spoke, "High Priest Seth."

Turning around to see Mana standing there, Seth tilted his head to see her nervous. He asked, "What is wrong, Mana?"

"I know the secret." Mana whispered. She looked into those deep eyes. He tilted his head again. She sighed, "I saw Atem with you. Is that what has been bothering him all this time? Is it because the slave being with you?" She only wanted to help her friend. She noticed those blue eyes become fearful. It finally dawn on her why he would have that look. Before he could walk away, she grabbed his arm, making him still. She whispered, "I would never hurt Atem like that. The secret is safe with me."

Seth stated, "Forget what you saw."

Mana sighed, "Seth, please, I wish to help my friends."

Seth turned to look at the girl to see her pure soul so open and he replied, "It is never easy between us. It never has been and never will be. A gift and a curse at the same time. That suits as well." He pulled his arm away and left the young girl standing there alone in the mist of the garden.

In the high priest's chamber, Yugi leaned against the railing, staring out at the kingdom. He knew there was a chance that he would be left alone. He leaned his head on the railing, feeling the tears flow down his face. He found a home, something so beautiful, but it will not last. They had their station in life and nothing he could do can change that. After all, he was stationed as a slave. His heart was trying to rip from his chest. Would it ever heal? Would he ever have their hearts? Was he just a burden to them? He pushed away from the railing and asked, "Ra, will we ever be free from these harsh binds placed on us?" He went back to the room, lying on his bed. He felt the wind blow across his skin.

In the throne room, Atem glanced around the room. Seth entered, bowing before him and stood by his side. He sighed, "Isis, is there more? There are no signs of an attack."

Seth stared at Akhenaden who was watching them closely. He could see the resentment in those eyes toward his king. Should he say it? It could be dangerous for him if he did. He didn't care for his life, but he had to protect Atem and Yugi. Yugi could be tossed away and Atem would feel pain of losing him. Would there be pain if he were to fall though? Would Atem feel the same after learning who he was to him?

Akhenaden spoke, "My pharaoh, I doubt Isis would lie about this."

"I do not doubt her words, Akhenaden, but we must have more information." Atem responded.

Isis sighed sadly, "All I have seen is darkness, my pharaoh." She couldn't tell him what the fate of the slave would be. She thought about it. Maybe having Yugi leave the palace would protect him but still the fate was the same.

Tapping his fingers against his throne, Atem sighed, "I wish we knew more. I would like to know if the attack will hit here first or the people. We have no way to know what to do."

Akhenaden spoke, "If it happens here, you should not be here. Without the pharaoh, we would fall." He was hoping Atem would leave, showing how much he was a coward.

Atem narrowed his eyes at his uncle and his voice rose in volume, "I will not run from battle. I will stay here and fight for my people." Everyone took a step back from him. Seth knelt in front of him, bowing his head low to him.

Akhenaden felt the hatred boil inside of him. His son should not have to bow to some weakling. He kept his face void of emotion. He couldn't mess up or everyone would know he was plotting against the pharaoh, who did not have the right to sit on the throne. It would be pleasure to see his nephew fall and his son take power.

Seth stated, "I will defend you, great pharaoh."

"Your loyalty is a blessing, High Priest Seth." Atem responded. Everyone talked about what they should do. He agreed with some. Others he shook his head of disapproval. A few hours later, the sun was starting to set. He waved his guards away even though they were jumpy with his order.

Seth responded softly, "I have prayers. I will be along shortly." He walked the pharaoh to his chamber and left the king. His hands curled into fists. Was this Akhenaden doing? No, it couldn't be. It wasn't Akhenaden style. He shook his head, swearing he would protect his lover with all his power.

Atem entered the room to see Yugi leaning by the balcony. He shut the door and spoke, "Hello little one." Those purple eyes turned to look at him. There was sadness in them. He walked toward the slave who made no move. Yugi wasn't letting fear rule him. He tilted the chin up, speaking, "Your words have made me make my decision."

"Are you here to punish me for them?" Yugi asked. His body was shaking but he would not show fear. He will not bow and apologize for his words. It was the truth in his heart. The pharaoh shook his head. He responded, "Master is not back yet."

"You have such strength in you. No matter what is thrown your way, you still stand." Atem whispered, feeling the desire for this boy grow stronger in his veins. He leaned forward, sealing those lips.

Yugi froze as those lips touched his. What was going on? Was the pharaoh drunk again? He didn't taste wine on him nor did the pharaoh seem drunk. He couldn't stop the moan escape as the tongue slid across his. The door opened and the kiss was broken. He threw himself to his knees in front of Seth, speaking in fear, "Master. It isn't what it looks like. I would never betray you."

Seth blinked down at the slave and Atem was ready to grab him. He spoke, "Yugi, you did nothing wrong." Those purple eyes looked at him and then glanced to the king. He sighed, "Neither did he. You both are attracted to each other."

Yugi stood up, going to the pharaoh, stating, "If I knew I was meant to please you, I would have. Forgive me, pharaoh."

Before Yugi could touch him, Atem grabbed the hands. Purple eyes stared confused. He sighed, "Yugi, this is your choice, not ours. I will not force you to please me. It is your call. Forgive my forwardness. Forgive me, little one."

Yugi glanced between his master and the pharaoh. He didn't understand. Was he supposed to please the pharaoh or not? He asked, "What do you mean?" He only hoped he would not be in trouble.

Touching the pale face, Atem sighed, "I know about your dreams." Yugi's face went red but his eyes grew large in fear. He pulled the teen to him, whispering, "Nothing is wrong with that, little one. I have found myself taken with you over the time. Everyone has dreams of what they desire." He ran his fingers through the soft hair. He continued, "I want to feel you but I will not touch you if you do not wish for it. You have the say in this. Your voice will be heard."

Yugi felt his body shake being so close to the pharaoh. It felt so warm in the embrace. He glanced to his master to see him taking off the jewelry and sitting down. His heart was racing and he wondered if Atem could feel it. He smelled the sandal on the king's body. His chin was lifted and he stared straight into ruby eyes that held power and warmth in them.

Atem gave a soft smile, sighing, "Forgive me, little one. I did not mean to frighten you. I see you do not want to be with me in that way." He pulled away, nodding his head toward his lover. Before he took two steps, a pale hand wrap around his tan arm. It felt like a fire licked up his body. A burning passion was there and if this kept up, he would throw away his mind. His eyes turned to see Yugi's cheeks rosy red and the teen was squirming his feet back and forth. He asked, "Little one?"

Seth was ready to calm down the slave but he watched as Yugi grabbed a hold of the pharaoh. He saw a flash in those purple eyes. He sighed to himself. Those eyes held a deep feeling within. He leaned back to see where this was going. He would let Yugi decide on his own. He would only step in the way if neither of them felt too frighten. Well more Yugi than the pharaoh. His king was hardly frightened.

Atem asked once again, "Little one?"

Yugi felt a wave desire hit as the pharaoh spoke out his nickname. It sounded so heavenly. He could see it was why they said Atem was a god. He took a step forward. His eyes did glance to Seth but he seemed interested, not displeased or upset. He leaned up, ruby eyes watching his every move. He thought about the upcoming battle and knew it was possible he might never see Atem again. This would be his only chance. He felt his world spark as his lips touched the living god. Arms wrapped around in a gentle care. His mind lost all thought as the king took over the kiss. When it broke, he breathed out, "Want. You. Too."