The Pharaoh and His Slave

**This is a new story that I am making based off an Adam Lambert fan fiction I read when I was in the fandom and still read. The name is Naeemah Baniti on fanfiction.net and this is going to follow that story line closely however it will go away from it eventually. I did ask permission from the author to use this. Anyways I hope you like it.**

Yugi's POV

"Grandpa, did you misplace the broom again," I ask. "Oh upstairs closet Yugi," he says. I go up and sure enough it's there. I take it out so I can do some chores. Sometimes being the only grandchild is difficult in Egypt. Especially with taxes so high. I work in Grandpa's shop and he helps sometimes, but we can barely make it. I just wish there was more that I could do. I am cleaning up when I hear a knock on the door. "Hello how can I help you young men," asks Grandpa. "Mister Muto where is your grandson Yugi," one asks and I recognize him as one of the guards from around here.

I go downstairs. "I am here," I say and see two guards. "I'm sorry, but you haven't payed your taxes on time. Yugi you're going to have to come with us," says the other. "W-what," I say. "Please you can't take him. He's all I got I can get you the money. I just need more time," says Grandpa. "I really wish I could but I can't," says Tristan the guard I know. "Yugi I have a son who can help around the shop here. I'll make sure you're Grandpa is well taken care of," says the other guard. "That's right Duke," says Tristan. "But Yugi is too fragile for the pyramids," says Grandpa. "I'm sure the Pharaoh will give him a job inside the palace," says Duke.

I give Grandpa a hug cause I don't know if I'll see him again. "Just remember Yugi that I love you and I tried my best," he says with tears in his eyes. "I know Grandpa. I don't blame you one bit," I say. Tristan and Duke give me a sad look as they put chains and anklets on me. "I'm sorry but it's part of policy that we put these on you," says Tristan. "Do what you have to do guys. I'm no different than anyone else at this point," I say. I give Grandpa a smile before they take me outside. I hear some of the other people gasp seeing me in chains and after I'm away I can see people go into the shop. I hope they take care of him. Who knows what will happen to me. "When we get to the palace, keep your head and eyes down. They don't like eye contact," says Tristan. I nod and focus on the ground in front of me.

I hear the palace gates open and keep focused on the ground. "Finally found another boy," says a guard. "He and his grandpa are nice people. They just couldn't keep up on taxes with the tough times," says Duke. "Bah the Pharaoh better do something otherwise we're going to exhaust the young workforce," says another guard. "Yeah it's sad that good people are being punished for this," says Tristan. "I'm sure the Pharaoh will figure it out. He's very smart from what I've heard," I say. "Yes you're right and for your sake I hope he does," says a guard and after that they line me up with about 15 or so other boys around my age. "You are all going to be brought before the Pharaoh now. Do not speak unless spoken to and do not look in his eyes. Am I clear," he asks. We all say yes and are lead in.

We are lined up in two lines and forced to our knees by palace guards. I bite back the pain in my knees and stay still. "My Pharaoh, these are the boys you requested. We've hand selected them ourselves," I hear a female voice say. "Thank you Isis," I hear the voice of the Pharaoh say. His voice nearly sends shivers down my spine. I can tell that he's gotten up and is walking around each of us examining us. I'm in the second row of boys. "None of these in the first row will do. However send the skinny one with white hair to the slaves quarters in the palace. He won't survive the pyramids," says the Pharaoh. "Thank you my Pharaoh," I hear the boy say. I glance up enough to see the guard raise his hand.

"Don't touch him," orders the Pharaoh. The guard puts his hand down. "Your welcome child," he says and a slave boy takes the shackles off him and takes him away while the other boys are taken by guards to the pyramids. The Pharaoh starts looking through my row and I keep my eyes locked on the ground. I see a pair of shoes stop before me and I hold my breath. A hand gently lifts my chin up and I'm staring into the Pharaoh's eyes. His eyes are a blood red crimson and we're very sharp and intimidating, yet still filled with kindness. His crown rested atop his tri-colored spiked hair that was identical to mine except his tips are red and mine are amethyst purple. I am breaking a big rule right now and I'm shaking a little.

"Calm down little one. What is your name," he asks. I gulp. "Yugi my Pharaoh," I say shakily. "I've never heard of a name quite like that. Does it have a special meaning," he asks. "It translates into game in Japanese sir," I say. He smiles at me. "This one will do quite nicely," he says and the guards nod and take the other boys away but he stops one with sandy blonde hair. "Send this one with the white haired boy," he says. The Pharaoh hasn't stopped holding my face so I have to keep eye contact with him. "Do not be afraid. You aren't going out to the pyramids little one. You will remain here in the palace as my personal servant," he says and I nod. "Joey here is my other servant. He will get you comfortable with palace life and show you the ropes. However there's certain aspects of what you'll be doing that I'll be seeing to personally. I would love to stay and chat and get to know you, but I have a meeting to get to. Joey clean him and dress him before dinner," he says.

"Yes my Pharaoh," says Joey who is tall with blonde hair. He takes my hand and leads me down a hall. "Don't be so afraid little guy. I won't hurt ya and I know the Pharaoh won't either," he says. "I'm just so confused," I say. "I know but all your questions will be answered with time. Just know that you will be expected to be intimate with the Pharaoh," he says. "Wait what?! You mean sex," I say. "Yeah dude. Someone as cute as you has to be experienced," he says. "Umm," I say. "No way you haven't been touched yet. He's going to love you even more. He didn't expect to find an untouched boy in these times. Well I promise he will be gentle with you for your first time," he says. I can't do anything, but leave my mouth hanging open at the fact I was going to have sex with the Pharaoh.

**I hope you all like it. I do not own yugioh. If I did, Puzzleshipping would be canon. The storyline isn't entirely my own either. I got it from the story I listed in the intro. Thanks again for reading and leave me your feedback!**