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[transwitchofthewilds]

When The Soviet Soldier Met The Pharaoh - Ten

After several moments more, Akim stepped back, pulling his head back up.

    Ahkmenrah put his hands on Akim's shoulders. "Akim, what's wrong?"

       Akim took a deep breath. "Apparently, Vlad Petrov and Yuri Volkov are also at this museum."

        Ahk's eyes grew wide. "Volkov and Petrov as in the Volkov and Petrov? The ones that killed you?"

       Akim nodded. "Da."

       Ahkmenrah's eyes scanned Akim. His eyes came to a halt on a tear in Akim's jacket. "Which one of them did it?" He then asked.

       "Volkov," Akim began. "He managed to knock me over."

       Ahk huffed. He clenched his jaw, firmly, and his fists. Then, he started down the way that Akim had came from.

       "Ahk, you don't have to do this!" Akim called after the pharaoh.

       "No. I do," Ahkmenrah answered the Soviet soldier. Ahk continued on.

        Akim nervously gazed around and then followed Ahk out to where Volkov and Petrov would be. "They're going to eat you alive, Ahk."

        Ahkmenrah stopped. "Well," he began. "I have to do what I can to help you." He paused before continuing. "I hope this doesn't sound weird, but last night, I read up on you and your history."

       Akim tensed. Did he know about all the countless deaths and the blood on Akim's hands?

        Ahk continued, relieving Akim. If Ahkmenrah knew about any of that, he didn't state it. "You were the USSR's top airforce general--in close ties with Stalin, why did they kill you?"

      Akim sighed. "It's more of like an assassination." The Russian paused before saying, "My guess is that they didn't want a gay man in charge of them." A pause, "at least they didn't know I was transmasc."

       Ahk faintly smiled.

       Akim continued. "But, it sure says something if an enemy nation fails to assassinate you twice, but your own guys get it right on the first shot."

      Ahkmenrah then asked, "Akim, who tried to kill you?"

        "The United States."

         "Akim, I didn't know-"

        Akim chuckled, fakely, "I guess they didn't like I believed in equality."

        "Sidorenko!" A voice hissed out.

        Both Ahk and Akim turned to face the voice.

       There stood no other than Yuri Volkov.

         Volkov grinned. "Now who do we have here?"

[askthedrunkexhibits]

Ahk don't you think that Lancelot's hair is quite... Breathtaking? And also his blue eyes, his smile and... Man you better tell me that you took him on a nice date already >:( :D

Ahk: Um no actually. I'm dating Akim.

[askthedrunkexhibits]

Ahk and Akim what do you usually do on dates?

Ahk: We usually watch a movie on the television Larry got us exhibits...

Akim: Or watch documentaries about us and laugh at how much they didn't get right about our lives.

[askthedrunkexhibits]

Akim, what would you do if someone tried to take your lovely pharaoh from you?? Surely they wouldn't dare- right?

Akim: I would end them. They do realize who they'd be messing with, right?

[transwitchofthewilds]

When The Soviet Soldier Met The Pharaoh - chapter nine

Volkov smirked. "Look what we've got here...a trus."

           Akim gulped.

           Volkov paced closer. "I don't know why you're here...after all you didn't do anything for the world...because everyone knows ill men like you can't do shit," Volkov spit.

           Akim backed up a couple of paces.

             Volkov chuckled. "What's wrong? I'm not gonna hurt you…" a laugh, "just kidding." He punched Akim right in the nose, causing Akim to stumble backward and fall onto the ground. Volkov just keep getting closer as he clenched both two of his hands into a fist.

             "I think this was a mistake," Teddy whispered.

               "You think?" Anger seemed to dance in Akim's voice.

               As Volkov got closer, Akim managed to know his feet out from underneath him.

             Akim then scrambled to get up only to find out that Volkov had ahold of his ankle. Akim swiftly kicked Volkov in the face, making him let go, and then Akim stood and quickly dashed off.

           As he was rushing away, he noticed Ahkmenrah leaving his tomb. Akim ran up and hugged him tight, burying his head in Ahk's chest.

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When The Soviet Soldier Met The Pharaoh - chapter eight

Ahkmenrah pulled away. He was still smiling. "I'll see you tomorrow night." He paced into his tomb.

        Akim seemed to be stuck in a daze.

        "It's nearly sunrise, everyone!" Teddy called out to all the exhibits.

          That seemed to snap Akim out of his daze.

          Akim blinked a couple of times in disbelief. Wow, he thought.

         Quickly, he rushed up the staircase and to his exhibit.

         -

       Akim paced out to where the he'd meet up with Ahk and his friends.

      Teddy turned to face the Russian boy. "Oh, Akim, my boy! Just who I wanted to see!" There was a small pause. "You were the only one on exhibit in the 'Soviet soldiers' section, correct?"

       Akim nodded. "Da."

       Teddy smiled. "Well, the museum had recieved more for your exhibit besides you. The workers just had to rearrange somethings--and, once they did, they moved the others out of the basement." Another pause on Teddy's part. "Akim, I believe you know Vlad and Yuri."

       Akim's heart practically stopped beating.

         Right there in front of him was Vlad Petrov and Yuri Volkov...the men who killed him.

[smol-boy-akim]

Akim: *holding a harmonica* You play this and you get a million dollars...but a million people will die.

Ahk: *playing it*

Akim: AHK NO!

[smol-boy-akim]

All That Matters

"Are you sure they're going to like me?" Akim asked, nervously with a raised eyebrow.

        Ahkmenrah nodded. "Yes. They should." Ahkmenrah slipped his hand into Akim's. "Mother? Father?" Ahk called.

        Akim swallowed, nervously.

       Shepseheret and Merenkahre came into view.

       Shepseheret was the first to talk. "Who's this, my son?"

       Ahkmenrah took a deep breath. "This is Akim Sidorenko...my boyfriend."

     Shepseheret smiled as she looked right at Akim. "Hello Akim. I'm Shepseheret...it is nice to meet you." She paused before jestering to the man beside her. "This is my husband Merenkahre…" Once again, another pause. She mumbled to the man. "Merenkahre-"

       Shepseheret was cut off.

       Merenkahre loudly announced, "I don't like him-"

        Shepseheret glared at her husband. "You don't even know-"

        Once again, she was cut off.

        "Stop!" He yelled. Then Merenkahre stormed out of the room.

         "Sorry about him," Shepseheret quickly said before running after her husband.

         Akim sadly sighed.

        Ahk spoke up. "It doesn't matter what he says...all that matters is that I love you for being you."

       That made Akim smile.