*moving the story on in ancient Egypt*
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kj_roundrobin*reads plotbunny* ...whoops? Wasn't Seto supposed to hate Jounouchi? *sweatdrops* Anyways. I apologize for the first few paragraphs, that was just a scene that refused to go out of my mind. ^^;;
Seto stared back into those flaming hazel eyes that were just the same as those that haunted him in his dreams. All of a sudden he realized what he had done and how it must have seemed to Jounouchi. Deep blue eyes widened considerably and something akin regret and shame was visible in that usually self-conscious expression. Remembering all the things that Seth had done to Jono a wave of disgust washed over him and Seto covered his mouth with one hand, prying his gaze away from the blond's tear-stained face.
"...I'm sorry," were the most honest words he ever said to anybody, maybe except Mokuba. A headache started to spread between his temples and the hand that was just covering his mouth moved a little higher to hide his eyes.
Jounouchi stared at him with eyes as wide as saucers. "You're WHAT???"
"I'm sorry! That's what you wanted to hear, isn't it?!?!?!" barked Kaiba, whipping away the hand from his face to glare at the still seated blond. Again he noticed how vulnerable he looked, just like Jono in these dreams, shocked and scared to the very shell of his bones. Kaiba blinked and all he could see was Jono's naked body, covered with crimson lines of fresh blood, darker ones of dried blood and his almost lilac wrists...
Again he had to repress that desire to vomit, while on the other hand the feeling of power over this poor soul started to take him over and for a millisecond a smirk appeared on his face, a smirk that felt nothing like his own so that he got even more scared.
He looked away forcefully, coming to a stand so fast that his knees cracked. "I'm going," he said icily and turned on his heel stalking towards the door on the roof. After a few steps he stopped though. "And would you please have the decency to zip yourself up? Nobody wants to see your little Wiener."
And with that he finally left the roof of the school and Jounouchi could hear his forceful steps downstairs.
"Damn!" he cursed and pushed his now soft penis back into his pants, zipping himself up almost too quickly. "Fuck!"
~*~
Hesitantly Jono glanced over to Seth, before he slowly took off his tunic. He winced slightly as the fabric brushed over the almost healed wounds. The High Priest though didn't appreciate him with one look, quite opposite to the Pharaoh.
The ruler left his place where he was standing next to the throne and walk downstairs to regard Jono from all sides. He came to a halt behind him, inspecting the healing wounds on his back. The slave closed his eyes again, praying that Seth didn't have to be punished, because he knew that if that would happen, his punishment would be even worse. But on the other hand the high priest deserved a bit of punishment for the maltreatment towards him.
"Thank you," the Pharaoh said, "you can dress properly again."
With that he turned around and walked back to his throne. "And you, Seth, will receive 20 strokes with the whip for disobeying a direct order from the Pharaoh."
"But-! My Pharaoh!" Seth protested, the cold mask finally leaving his stone-like face.
"No buts. I told you not to harm Jono and that was the first you did, am I right? You are lucky that Jono said he deserved his punishment. But you definitely overdid it, so you get some of your own medicine. Guards! Take him away!"
Not knowing why he felt bad, Jono watched how Seth struggled in the firm grip of the guards, shouting pleas at the Pharaoh. Slowly he pulled the tunic back over his head and fixed the belt around his waist, looking down onto the ground.
Suddenly he felt a strong hand on his shoulder. "You can leave now, Jono," the Pharaoh said to him. Somehow he hadn't noticed how the man had come that close to him.
He simply nodded, but then hesitated. "My Pharaoh... Am I to return to your chambers or do you want me to go back to Seth's chambers and wait for his return?"
The Pharaoh studied him for a moment then asked, "What would you prefer?"
Jono hesitated for a moment, actually considering his answer. Of course he would be treated better within the Pharaoh's care, but on the other hand there was something like guilt he felt towards the High Priest. He knew he would be punished, but maybe the High Priest wouldn't be so eager to execute whatever came to his mind.
Also so far Seth had not shared his attention towards him with any other slave, which he knew was a rare thing. And somehow... he liked this attention. Of course he didn't like the way Seth expressed his attention towards him, but maybe that could change with the experience he was about to live through.
"If you don't mind it, my Pharaoh... would it be alright if I returned to Seth's chambers? Somebody..." he hesitated, "well, somebody should attend to his wounds. Just like he did to mine."
Atemu nodded. "Very well then. You may return to his chambers and wait or Seth's return. But send me a notice should he ever maltreat you again."
"Yes, my Pharaoh." Jono bowed deeply before he turned around and left for the High Priest's chambers.
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*drools at the thought of Seth getting whipped* Damn... somebody please make that scene yummy. *_*
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mishagirl, your turn! ^_^
Seto stared back into those flaming hazel eyes that were just the same as those that haunted him in his dreams. All of a sudden he realized what he had done and how it must have seemed to Jounouchi. Deep blue eyes widened considerably and something akin regret and shame was visible in that usually self-conscious expression. Remembering all the things that Seth had done to Jono a wave of disgust washed over him and Seto covered his mouth with one hand, prying his gaze away from the blond's tear-stained face.
"...I'm sorry," were the most honest words he ever said to anybody, maybe except Mokuba. A headache started to spread between his temples and the hand that was just covering his mouth moved a little higher to hide his eyes.
Jounouchi stared at him with eyes as wide as saucers. "You're WHAT???"
"I'm sorry! That's what you wanted to hear, isn't it?!?!?!" barked Kaiba, whipping away the hand from his face to glare at the still seated blond. Again he noticed how vulnerable he looked, just like Jono in these dreams, shocked and scared to the very shell of his bones. Kaiba blinked and all he could see was Jono's naked body, covered with crimson lines of fresh blood, darker ones of dried blood and his almost lilac wrists...
Again he had to repress that desire to vomit, while on the other hand the feeling of power over this poor soul started to take him over and for a millisecond a smirk appeared on his face, a smirk that felt nothing like his own so that he got even more scared.
He looked away forcefully, coming to a stand so fast that his knees cracked. "I'm going," he said icily and turned on his heel stalking towards the door on the roof. After a few steps he stopped though. "And would you please have the decency to zip yourself up? Nobody wants to see your little Wiener."
And with that he finally left the roof of the school and Jounouchi could hear his forceful steps downstairs.
"Damn!" he cursed and pushed his now soft penis back into his pants, zipping himself up almost too quickly. "Fuck!"
Hesitantly Jono glanced over to Seth, before he slowly took off his tunic. He winced slightly as the fabric brushed over the almost healed wounds. The High Priest though didn't appreciate him with one look, quite opposite to the Pharaoh.
The ruler left his place where he was standing next to the throne and walk downstairs to regard Jono from all sides. He came to a halt behind him, inspecting the healing wounds on his back. The slave closed his eyes again, praying that Seth didn't have to be punished, because he knew that if that would happen, his punishment would be even worse. But on the other hand the high priest deserved a bit of punishment for the maltreatment towards him.
"Thank you," the Pharaoh said, "you can dress properly again."
With that he turned around and walked back to his throne. "And you, Seth, will receive 20 strokes with the whip for disobeying a direct order from the Pharaoh."
"But-! My Pharaoh!" Seth protested, the cold mask finally leaving his stone-like face.
"No buts. I told you not to harm Jono and that was the first you did, am I right? You are lucky that Jono said he deserved his punishment. But you definitely overdid it, so you get some of your own medicine. Guards! Take him away!"
Not knowing why he felt bad, Jono watched how Seth struggled in the firm grip of the guards, shouting pleas at the Pharaoh. Slowly he pulled the tunic back over his head and fixed the belt around his waist, looking down onto the ground.
Suddenly he felt a strong hand on his shoulder. "You can leave now, Jono," the Pharaoh said to him. Somehow he hadn't noticed how the man had come that close to him.
He simply nodded, but then hesitated. "My Pharaoh... Am I to return to your chambers or do you want me to go back to Seth's chambers and wait for his return?"
The Pharaoh studied him for a moment then asked, "What would you prefer?"
Jono hesitated for a moment, actually considering his answer. Of course he would be treated better within the Pharaoh's care, but on the other hand there was something like guilt he felt towards the High Priest. He knew he would be punished, but maybe the High Priest wouldn't be so eager to execute whatever came to his mind.
Also so far Seth had not shared his attention towards him with any other slave, which he knew was a rare thing. And somehow... he liked this attention. Of course he didn't like the way Seth expressed his attention towards him, but maybe that could change with the experience he was about to live through.
"If you don't mind it, my Pharaoh... would it be alright if I returned to Seth's chambers? Somebody..." he hesitated, "well, somebody should attend to his wounds. Just like he did to mine."
Atemu nodded. "Very well then. You may return to his chambers and wait or Seth's return. But send me a notice should he ever maltreat you again."
"Yes, my Pharaoh." Jono bowed deeply before he turned around and left for the High Priest's chambers.
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*drools at the thought of Seth getting whipped* Damn... somebody please make that scene yummy. *_*
mishagirl, your turn! ^_^
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Date: 2004-09-18 02:49 pm (UTC)Anyway.
Aww... Jono is so nice. =D
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Date: 2004-09-18 02:59 pm (UTC)LMAO
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Date: 2004-09-18 05:02 pm (UTC)Quite the good time! I think it'll be interesting to see how this plays out, especially with Seth getting punished & all.
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Date: 2004-09-18 05:08 pm (UTC)I symathize for both Seto and Seth, personally, though the latter is a [word] enough to deserve what he gets. Myuu. Awesome job!
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Date: 2004-09-20 02:29 pm (UTC)Thanks for the praise though. ^_^
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Date: 2004-09-20 02:42 pm (UTC)XD I always thought that was the name for that little long dog. Or maybe I was just hungry.
Always glad to offer praise!
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Date: 2004-09-20 02:50 pm (UTC)See me confused and embarrassed. ^^;;;
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Date: 2004-09-20 08:40 am (UTC)Poor Seth hehe
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Date: 2004-11-18 01:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-18 01:14 pm (UTC)I hope you can click yourself through the Japanese words. ^^; The most important links are in English.
*sigh*
Date: 2004-11-18 05:04 pm (UTC)Re: *sigh*
Date: 2004-11-19 12:56 am (UTC)Anyways the site is this: http://gam.egoism.jp/kill/top.html
and the pic is found here: http://gam.egoism.jp/kill_yu/100/001_010.html
Re: *sigh*
Date: 2004-11-19 01:12 pm (UTC)