(If you've never seen Yu-Gi-Oh or don't know who this is, this is Yami Yugi. That's about it.)

Another boring day in the palace. Atem had grown bored of this place. There was nothing to do. Being in a palace all day makes a sixteen year old quite antsy, reckless perhaps? Who knows how to describe it.

He sighed as he sat atop his throne, leaning his cheek against his fist as he rested his elbow against the armrest of the throne.

Then the guards came in. Ugh.. Of course they did. They came in multiple times a day. Most of the time it was for stupid reasons, such as bumping into a guard. They did that often. They had a boy with them this time. He was about Atem's age, 16. He was rather attractive too.. Wait what?

As the guards shoved the boy to his knees, he looked up defiantly, but kept quiet.

"What is it this time? Why is this boy here?" Atem demanded, though there was no bite behind his words. Not this time at least.

"This rascal was stealing bread from the merchants." The guards said. Atem scoffed. The boy was a peasant, a rather poor looking one at that. Of course he would steal. He had no money and probably no place to sleep.

"Leave us. I will deal with him myself." Atem said as he stood from his throne, shooing the guards away with a dissmissive wave of his hand. At least someone listened around here. Not like they had a choice anyway.

He looked down at the boy, who was still on his knees with an almost curious look in his eyes. Was he curious? Or was it that forbidden desire that coursed through his veins?