[fic] Love before time - Yugioh, YYxY, general, G, theme 006 (100_chances)
Theme: 006- Love before time; for 100_chances
Author: Chey (duelist_gurl163)
Rating: G
Genre: General
Parings: PharaohxYugi implied
Archive: You're lookin' at it
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Yami's real name
Summary: Somewhere -- he could just feel it -- there was someone his heart was already tied to.
Disclaimer: FANfiction, people, only fanfiction.
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Kneeling, he spoke to the figure standing quietly at the window: “Pharaoh? May I speak with you?”
Turning away from the window, the man shook his head to the other kneeling before him, sighing. “Mahaado, please, you do not have to kneel every time you see me. I thought we were friends.”
“Yes, but you are the Pharaoh now. A servant is supposed to-”
“You are a priest, much more than a common servant. And you were my guardian as a child before you became a priest, but you did not run about bowing and kneeling all the time then,” he replied, smiling as he leaned against the windowsill. “I think my becoming pharaoh has gone more to your head than mine.”
Mahaado stood, smiling back. “We are not children anymore, Pharaoh. Things have changed.”
“Yes…they have.” His eyes went back to the night sky. “And they are still changing. I do not need magic of your skill to sense the unrest.”
Mahaado paused, and then spoke up tentatively, “Pharaoh, if I may…I have noticed that you have seemed to be in a strange mood lately. Others have noticed as well. Of course we understand, your father’s passing…” He paused again in respect, and then continued gently, “If there is anything I can do-”
“I suppose I have felt a bit…off.” One hand, resting on the golden pendent around his neck, tightened slightly. “I am not sure how to describe it.”
“You and he were very close,” the priest replied gently.
“No, it is not grief. He was a good king and a good man, and is at peace now with my mother. I cannot feel sad for that, knowing he is happy. No…it is more of a feeling as if I have just realized a part of me has been missing my whole life. Maybe it is because of becoming Pharaoh, I do not know. I just feel…incomplete.” He shook his head.
Mahaado brightened. “Then I may have good news for you. There has been a marriage offer.”
Atemu sighed. “Another one?”
“A very good one. She is a beautiful girl, and her family noble, offering a large dowry. With no daughters in the immediate bloodline, this match would be the next best thing. Taking a wife would not only strengthen the royal family and provide heirs, but give you a companion to support you. If this unrest really is leading to something worse, having someone at your side might make it easier.”
“I am not interested.”
“But…you said you felt-”
“No.” He stood up. “I feel like I am missing a specific piece. I have met the girl you speak of, and though I hardly know her, I know she is not what I feel missing.”
“Pharaoh, your parents’ marriage was arranged, and they loved each other deeply. If you are worried about happiness, I am sure it is possible-”
“It is not that.”
“Do you have someone in mind? I am sure her family would be honoured-”
“No, I do not. I just know…they are out there.” His voice deepened with frustration. “When I meet them, I will feel it, I will know that is the person I love and that is the person I need to be with. And I need to wait for them, Mahaado. I do not want to take any other wife. Nobody else is going to take that place, and I am going to be incomplete until I find that person.”
“Pharaoh…?” Mahaado was peering at him with concern. Atemu realized how stupid his words sounded and shook his head.
“Forget what I said, I am speaking without thinking. It has been a long, tiring day, I should probably go to bed. As should you.”
“Okay…sleep well.” He bowed and turned away, closing the door gently. Atemu returned his eyes to the stars.
There had been hopeful offers as far back as he could remember, but now that he was Pharaoh they had increased dramatically. He was well-aware the fact that he had not chosen a wife yet was a hotly-debated topic around the palace.
Staring at the sky, all the reasons he should marry swirled inside his head. To continue the bloodline, the large dowry, not being alone…they all sounded reasonable, and yet felt empty. None of them would bring him happiness…
Somewhere - he could just feel it - there was someone his heart was already tied to.
x-x-x
Notes: Since this happened actually in the past before the whole Atemu-losing-his-memory thing, I figured it was reasonable to refer to him by name. Besides, it was hard enough leaving out contractions, I wasn't about to dance around his name too. ._.
I am also highly amused that it worked out that I posted theme 006 on the day of my 6th Yugioh anniversary. I didn't even plan for that. xD
Since Atemu was the first-born son and didn't seem to have any siblings, I went with the assumption that his mother must have died. Otherwise you'd think she'd have been mentioned. *shrug*
Appologies as well for the horrible grammar. Atemu doesn't feel like he wants a wife, but he's too shy to admit it might be a guy he's all spiritually bonded with somehow. So he used 'them' as a singular. He's very ashamed of himself, but it had to be done.