Chapter Eighteen: My Kingdom for My Love

Disclaimer: I don't own YGO.

A/N: WOW! Seriously, you guys should have read my inbox and my reviews. There are a BUNCH of Bakura fans who were flaming him. I think I converted a bunch of fans. My bad… ANYWAYS! ON WITH THE FIC!

Atem, son of the King of Near, paced impatiently in his chambers. Being robed in the royal garbs, he did make a comment about how they were very similar to the Egyptian wear in ancient times. With a crown adorned on his head, covering most of his forehead, Atem twitched an ear. Being the royal prince had to come with a price. Growling, the changeling tore off the crown and threw it on the bed.

Digging his claws in the bed post, he imagined it to be the arm or neck of the one who has Yugi now, digging them in further. Like a spark in his mind, there was a sharp pain on his neck, a feeling on his back that felt like claws being run down them and of course, the painful feeling of being ravaged. Snarling, his lip curled. Someone was hurting his Yugi again. Once he captured this person, he would have the honor of separating their head from their shoulders.

Letting out a roar, Atem pulled away from his bedpost as he ripped his clothes off. He was none too gentle with the fabrics as they fell from his body in ribbons. Dipping the ribbons in the water a servant left for him, his washed his back, feeling the water fall. Though he didn't have the wounds, it still bothered him that he feels whatever his beloved receives, that he bleeds with him.

Washing the blood from his legs, Atem's eyes hooded with anger. Twice now that blood fell from the two of them. Pulling on a fresh tunic, he tied a sash around his waist before leaving his chamber. Though his father wanted him to be in his chamber while he pulled up an army, Atem's impatience grew and got the better of him.

Throwing open the double doors, Atem's paws padded down the hallway to the chambers, passing by several guards as they made their rounds. The prince didn't even glance their way before he barged into his father's chamber unannounced. "Whether or not you have your army ready, I'm leaving now!" he shouted, hearing the ruffling of clothes as a blush blossomed on his cheeks. His father was with Yugi's father… Closing his eyes tightly, he shook his head hard, trying desperately to chase away the images that were now in his head.

Not even bothering with his father's advisors, he rushed off out of the palace, passing by several guards. Not knowing where Yugi was being held captive, Atem only hoped that the human would give him some sort of sign that he was close or something. Letting out a deafening roar, Atem felt his bones crunch and move, his muscles tearing and repairing as his weight shifted.

Opening his ruby eyes again, Atem saw the ground beneath him move swiftly with every pounding his paws made against the soil beneath him. With every footstep, his heart raced faster and faster, his speed increasing. 'Yugi.'

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'Yugi.'

Yugi's eyes opened wide as he heard Atem's voice in his head again. Atem was here, he was going to save him. Looking around, he couldn't see the white haired man anymore but his body was very much relieved to hear that. Being ravaged was not Yugi's favorite thing in the world. It was bad enough that someone else touched his flesh besides Atem. Blushing heavily, Yugi remembered the changeling prince. Keeping that in his head, Yugi felt that he was ready to face Bakura again and with any luck, Atem would be there by his side to help him.

'Atem, can you hear me? Please hurry. I don't want to see him again. Atem…he's hurt me and raped me. Please, save me…' Drawing his knees to his chest, Yugi felt tears sting is eyes. 'Atem…'

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Atem's vision sharpened as he heard Yugi's voice. The prince may not yet have his beloved's scent, the fact that he heard his voice gave him a sense of direction. Pounding harder on the earth, Atem let out a thundering roar, knowing that he'll be by Yugi's side soon.

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Ears pricked up at the sound of the roar. With an evil grin, a hand went to the knife on his side. Standing up tall and proud, the self-proclaimed king watched as a red and black creature in the distance came towards him. "Come then, prince, come and meet your doom."

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