So, I guess I could work on one of my many wips....or I could start a totally new fic instead!
What if Atem and Yugi were the sons of kings who didn't get along? What if they were told stories about each other to make them hate one another by those parents but they'd never actually met? Then what if they both met at a masquerade party and realised that maybe the other isn't actually that bad?
He smiled as the other took his hand.
"This is quite the place." He said kindly, looking around the grand hall as he was led gently toward the open space at the centre.
"You think?" The man asked.
"I know." He said. "I have seen many palaces in my years but none as grand as this one."
"You are well travelled then?" The man asked curiously as they stopped.
Yugi turned to face the other, smiling again as he shrugged.
"As you say." He said, a quiet acknowledgement of the fact. "I have been lucky to travel through many countries…"
He paused as the soft spoken man raised their still joined hands, pressing their palms together as the dance began.
"So you must have quite the social standing." The man said conversationally as they stepped around each other easily, hands remaining pressed together. "That, or a job which requires you visit far away lands."
"You could say that." He smiled, stepping forward and guiding the man back along with him.
"Mysterious." The man said with a soft laugh. "I admit, you have me intrigued."
"Oh, I am not that special." He said quickly.
"I am afraid I would disagree." The answer came smoothly and he almost stumbled when the man stepped toward him, closing the distance slightly. "Of all the people in this room, you are the only one to catch my eye. To capture my attention so absolutely."
"And yet, you do not flatter me." The man said. "This is why you captivate me so."
"I am afraid I do not understand." He said cautiously, unsure of what exactly this man could mean.
A light chuckle from the other brought butterflies to his stomach.
"Forgive me." The man said, seeming as if he intended to step away but then ultimately deciding not to. "At the risk of sounding terribly entitled, I must ask, do you know to whom you speak?"
"I am afraid I must confess ignorance." He said. "But please, enlighten me."
"Ah, so it seems I was correct in thinking you are not from my kingdom…but yet you speak the language so fluently." The man smiled. "Curious indeed."
"Your Kingdom…" He panicked. Sudden realisation hit him with force and he jerked his hand away from the other man.
"Please." The prince insisted, reaching for him before he could step away completely. "There is no need for that. I tire of the rules people have imposed on my existence."
"Forgive me." He said quietly. "I did not realise, my prince."
"No need for titles." The prince said kindly. "Not unless you wish to use them at least. I do not care for them."
"Ah- okay." He said awkwardly.
"You may call me Atem." The prince said kindly. "What may I call you?"
He chewed his lip, afraid to reveal his name. The mask he wore provided him anonymity, but would his name really go unnoticed as his appearance did?
"Yugi." He said cautiously, prepared to run if the moment called for it, but Atem only smiled at him and bowed his head slightly toward him.
"It is an honour to meet you Yugi." Atem said smoothly and Yugi decided that even though he was certain Atem knew of his existence, he likely hadn't actually realised who he was. Not from name alone anyway.
Then he realised…Atem and him had never met before. All they knew of each other were stories and whatever their parents fed them.
So why should he know him?
The thought put him at ease and he returned the gesture, bowing his head and smiling.
"A pleasure to meet you prince Atem." He said softly.
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