Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Children of the Night ❯ Club Nights ( Chapter 4 )

Children of the Night 4
Author's Notes: Yami is the leader of a gang called the Slyphers; Bakura is the leader of a rival gang that answer to the name Gravediggers. However, by some strange twist of fate this rival gangs will be brought together when Yami meets Bakura's cousin Arora. Things become complicated when the two slowly become attracted to each other. Will anyone survive the war that ensues or will the arrival of a rival gang to both the Slyphers and the Gravediggers be enough for them to set aside their differences?

Anyways thanks to Lady Kyia for helping me get my muse off the ground and into flight. Another thanks goes to her for helping me with descriptions and other such things. Oh and she wrote the fight scene between Yami, Duke, and Mako. Her writing is great check her stuff out. Also thanks to Lizeth whose excellent picture of Yami as a punk gave my muse the inspiration to write this story. Check out her picture here.
http://www.deviantart.com/view/5299037/
Another shout out to Jlf for the gang info. Oh yeah another thing all of the gang are around the same age.
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Yami took the first swing, his right fist connected to Noah's jaw causing him to stumble back slightly. Noah growled spitting off to the side and rubbed at the blood tricking from the corner of his mouth. He moved his right arm forward and when Yami went to dodge to his right, Noah connected with his left fist slamming into Yami's ear. Yami's face snapped to the side and he snarled, his purple eyes flashing dangerously and he spat off to the side in disgust. They once more took up a fighting position and the two men circled each other slowly, looking for an opening. Yami once more made a move to attack first he swung his left fist at Noah, who thought he was going to trick him into dodging so he moved backwards only to get kicked in the stomach and wind up tumbling down onto his ass.

Yami slammed his booted foot a little higher then Noah's stomach than causing him to cough up some blood and from the look on Noah's face breaking a rib or two. The Slypher King followed this with a kick to his side breaking another rib causing the fallen fighter to cough up even more blood. Noah twisted away slightly and slammed his own booted foot into Yami's stomach causing him to stumble back a bit loosing his balance. Noah than got to his feet and slammed a fist into Yami's cheek, who snarled and then he slammed a fist into Noah's stomach causing him to cough up even more blood. Noah doubled over Yami's fist loosing his breathe briefly before slamming his knee into the other boy's stomach.

Yami coughed up blood and before using an uppercut against Noah causing him to stumble back against the trash bin. Yami pinned him against it by holding his neck in one hand and continually slamming his other fist into his stomach; then, getting tired of hitting his stomach Yami went for the face. Finally Noah blacked out as a result of the lack of oxygen to his brain and Yami let him fall to the ground. He smirked and licked the blood from his hands turning a sadistic smirk to the rest of Noah's gang.

"Anyone else want to get into a fight with me?" he asked his eyes flickering dangerously.

The males that followed Noah exchanged a look and shook their heads collectively.

"Good," said Yami coldly his dark eyes flashing with an eerie light. "Then I suggest you get your leader out of my sight."

The males moved forward quickly gathering their leader up and made their exit. Yami watched them leave before bursting out cruel laughter. Joey grinned and wrapped an arm around Yami's shoulders.

"You kicked his ass man," said Joey snickering.

Yami nodded a satisfied smirk on his, "come on let's go back to the hotel and celebrate!"

The group all cheered at the idea of celebrating and ran back into the warehouse pushing and shouting excitedly the thrill of their leader's victory coursing through their veins as thickly as their own blood.
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By the end of the day on Friday Arora was both dreading and looking forward to the meeting with the Slypher King. Malik and Marik escorted her to the library glaring at any of the male students that gave her more than a brief glance. The moment they reached the library Arora's keen gaze swept over the room looking for her partner; she saw him over in a corner with his back to the wall. She took a deep breathe pushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear and moved forward aware of the curious glances from the other students and the suspicious stares of two of the Slypher males: Seto and Joey as she passed by the tables they had taken up as their watch posts.

Yami glanced up and watched Arora walk toward him with an almost feline grace. He sat back enjoying the view of her ponytail swinging behind her and her pale legs striding forward. His eyes remained focused on as she took her take a seat and turned his body to smirk at her.

"Mind telling me why you choose a table by the wall?" she asked softly staring into his eyes.

"So I can do this and not have your bodyguards lunging for my throat," smirked Yami sliding a slow hand onto her creamy white thigh just below the hemline of her skirt.

Arora smiled sweetly and ran a seductive hand over his muscular thigh and down in between his legs, Yami smirked and leaned forward to kiss her while sliding his hand higher up her thigh. When the switch knife that Bakura had given her the other night slide from the sleeve of her jacket and she pressed the blade against his aroused crotch causing Yami to hiss sharply in surprise and pain.

"Keep your hands off of my leg, both of them," said Arora sweetly pressing the knife sharper against him.

"Looks like you're not as much of a doormat as I thought you were," said Yami slowly and reluctantly removing his hand.

"Yeah well you don't know everything," said Arora taking out her binder and opening it to the assignment outline page. "What did you want to work on first?"

"So eager to get started I see," smirked Yami moving closer again. "I was hoping to start on the wedding night, tonight at my place."

`I am going to end up castrating him before we even start doing this for thirty minutes,' thought Arora rolling her eyes with a blush sprinkling across her cheeks, before speaking out loud to her partner. "Not a chance Slypher King."

"Your loss," smirked Yami knowing he was annoying her and enjoying it.

"Are you always this conceited Yami?"

"Only when I know I am right wife."

"Doubtful," scowled Arora. "Very doubtful and stop calling me that."

Yami chuckled loudly earning him a stern glance from the librarian and an intense glare the two Gravediggers. The librarian Yami just gave a brief nod while the Gravediggers he just glared at which was returned just as fiercely. Seto and Joey just watched the entire scene with smirks plastered across their faces they knew their king was getting under their skin and they knew their king knew what he was doing.

"Shall we begin Slypher King?" asked Arora softly. "I would like to start this project today and if you suggest the wedding night idea again I'll slam my chair on your foot."

"Go ahead and try," smirked Yami. "My boots have steel toes but since you seem so insistent on starting we might as well get to work; we can always save the wedding night for some other time."

"Finally," muttered Arora as the two of them bent over her binder.

For the next ten minutes the library was quite and the only things that could be heard were the scratches of lead and ink on paper, the turning of pages, and the occasional whisper among groups. The silence however, did not last long for within a few minutes it was broken by a loud smack of a hand across someone's head. All heads snapped in the direction of Yami and Arora, the girl looking calm and the male looking a cross between amused and irritated.
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Arora sighed and finished brushing out her long hair, she replaced the brush with a can of hair glitter spraying the blue glitter into her black hair. After she finished she stood up and took a look at herself in the vanity mirror. She had traded her school uniform for baggy black cargo pants, a slightly tight dark blue tank top, black boots to protect her feet, and black wrist bands which were held secure on her small wrists by dark blue leather thread. Her make up was as usual light and enhanced her best features and her dark blue eyes. Her jewelry was composed up of her normal chocker, silver hoop earrings, and sapphire studs encrusted in gold. A slow smile spread across her smooth face and she hurried downstairs knowing that if she wasn't down soon then her cousin would send either Malik or Marik down to get her, probably Marik.

"About time," said Bakura flatly leaning against the dark wooden banister in his traditional blue and white outfit as she passed him, his gang, and Ryu.

"Relax cousin," said Arora dryly pulling out her black leather jacket from the hall closet and slipping into it with Malik's help. "I didn't even take thirty minutes to get changed. So it can't possibly be that factor."

"Don't be a smart ass cousin," said Bakura as they all piled onto the motorcycles.

"So," said Arora pulling on her helmet. "Where are we going?"

"To a club," said Bakura starting the engine.

"Goody," muttered Arora wrapping her arms around Bakura's torso as they took off into the night.

They pulled into the parking lot of the club and entered as one big group. The dance floor was already packed with high school and college students and the multicolored ceiling lights flashed about illuminating the dancers in their various forms of dress and undress. The music blared from speakers and seat Arora's heart thumping excitably she loved to dance. Malik grinned and dragged her onto the dance floor shoving their way into the middle of it. Together they began to jump around to the music Malik being sure to keep a close eye on her. Bakura grabbed a seat near a rare corner so they could have their backs to the wall incase some strange shit went down. He ordered a beer for everyone except Arora who wasn't much into bear, he ordered her Perrier. He watched Arora and Malik jump around to the beat they were soon joined by the Gravedolls. The five females created a strange mosaic of colors as their hair and various articles of clothing swung about their leaping and turning bodies.

Yami watched Arora dancing on the dance floor and chuckled to himself, he watched as the lights flickered across her body highlighting the sweat and gently pink glow along her cheeks. He rarely saw a female's body look like that outside of sparing and sex. She could dance quite well considering he never really could see her as the dancer type, especially the way she was dancing. If he could picture her dancing she would be more along the lines of a ballerina.

"You thinking of the girl again?" asked Joey walking up to him.

"I have no idea what you are talking about," said Yami looking towards his blonde haired friend.

"Come on man Haria is being more bitchy then usual which is a sure sign that your attention you never directed at her is being directed at another female. Besides that I know you, it might not be love but you are directing some from of emotions at her, I see it every time you look at her. Hell even Duke and Mako see it and you know how caught up in themselves they can be at times."

"What's your point?" asked Yami taking a swig of beer.

"See if you can get her to dance with you," said Joey.

"Oh yeah," laughed Yami. "Her cousin would love to see that, me, the Slypher King and his beloved cousin."

"I am serious," said Joey. "Let us take care of the Gravediggers and you can deal with your future main squeeze."

"I am not going to date the wench," snorted Yami.

"I never said you were."

"Then why did you call her my future main squeeze?"

"Did I call her that?" asked Joey innocently.

"You know damn well you called her that," said Yami dangerously.

"Come on Yami," smiled Joey. "Let's go and get the rest of the gang to herb Arora toward you."

Yami and Joey joined the rest of their gang and formed a plan while Malik left the Gravedolls on the dance floor joining his friends for a beer. They watched their women dance to the seductive music moving their hips and arms together in a tight nit group. With every sway of their hips they would brush against each other and their arms would cross over each other like a beautiful pale spider web. The males in the gang enjoyed the show but not nearly as much as the males on the dance floor.

"Looks like the little princess is not all she seems," said Haria looking over the railing.

"What do you mean?" asked Yami looking over the railing as well, his eyes lit up with interest at the scene he saw. "What an interesting picture that makes."

"You ready Yami?" asked Joey smirking when an even faster beat filled the club.

"Let's do it," smirked Yami as he, Joey, and Seto left the balcony one way and the others left the balcony the other way.

Yami stayed in the shadows of a corner with Seto and Joey on either side of him. Meanwhile the others slowly began to weave through the crowd. They were heading toward the tight nit group of the Gravedolls and hoped to heard Arora away from them by forcing her away from the Gravedolls and toward Yami. If all went well the Gravedolls wouldn't even notice what had happened until Arora was far away from them and being seduced by Yami. The Slypher females, also called the Slypher Amazons, spread out heading in the direction of the Gravedolls; while the Slypher males would get the attention of the Gravediggers.

Yami watched as the Slypher Amazons moved closer to the Gravedolls and forcing themselves through the tight band of Gravedolls. They threaded through them herding Arora away from the girls until she was on the outside of the dancers on the dance floor. She looked around and saw a group of confused girls looks for her. She tried to move back towards them only to be stopped by a rough hand on her arm. She whirled around and saw Yami standing before her. He was wearing a copy of the same outfit from the other night and he started down at her with a twisted smile and dark eyes that made her feel like she was drowning.

"What do you want Slypher King?" she spat finally coming back to reality.

"A dance would be nice," smirked Yami wrapping his other arm around Arora's waist pressing her against him.

"I don't think so!" snapped Arora trying to shove him away from her. "Let go of me!"

"Why should I?" asked Yami smirking as he tightened his grip on her and forced her into the throng of dancers.

"If my cousin finds out," said Arora still struggling . "He is going to kill you!"

"My men are creating a little diversion for us," said Yami chuckling.

"Then I'll kill you," said Arora shoving him away from her with all her might and moving away.

Yami smirked, reached out to grab her upper arms and pulled her back against him. The song switched from an upbeat song to a slow, seductive song.

"It's just one dance princess," smirked Yami breathing into her ear moving his hips against her.

"Your makin my skin crawl Slypher," said Arora leaning her head forward and struggling to get out of his grip.

"Don't be that way," said Yami slipping an arm across Arora and pressing her closer against his already aroused erection.

"You are still making my skin crawl and if you don't let go in about five seconds you will be on your back."

"Does that mean you plan on riding me?" asked Yami smirking.

"You don't give up, do you?"

"If I give up I wouldn't have gotten to become the leader of my gang now would I?"

Arora had to think this over and to her great surprise she actually saw the truth in that and for some strange reason she found it endearing. Which is something she hated even more because that could only mean that she was starting to actually enjoy this attention.

"Well are you going to dance with me or not?"

Arora turned and with a seductive smile and wrapped her arms around his neck. Yami smirked and grabbed hold of her hips pressing them against his own swaying together in union. Arora ran her hands down his chest and stood up on her tiptoes like she was going to kiss him and when Yami leaned down as she slapped him upside the head and turned away from him flicking him with her hair.

"Not a chance in hell ass!" she said over her shoulder as she headed in the direction of her brothers gang that had finally spotted her.

Seto and Joey moved into action each taking an arm and shoving her back into the arms of their leader.

"Our leader asked you to dance with him bitch," smirked Joey standing there his arms crossed over his chest. "I think it would be polite if you would oblige him."

"I don't care what would be polite," said Arora struggling to get out of Yami's grip as Seto and Joey closed in around her keeping her from moving to good.

"Let go of me," said Arora feeling herself suffocating from lack of space.

"Don't be that way," said Yami gripping her chin firmly in his grasp to kiss her. "Just enjoy it."

"Don't touch me," said Arora panicking.

"Not until after you dance with me," said Yami swerving from his course to her lips and instead nipping her neck.

"We aren't letting you leave until you dance with Yami," smirked Pernia wrapping an arm around Seto's neck and smirking at the other female.

Arora began to panic when she realized that the entire Slypher gang had formed a barrier around her and Yami.

"Bakura!" she screamed as loudly as she could while closing her eyes. "Help me! I need you!"

TBC

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Author's Notes: Okay this chapter is finished I have no idea how long this story will be but it will probably be at least over ten chapters. Anyways I have two future A/Us stories in consideration I am going to provide you a teaser for one here and you can find the teaser for the other one in the most recent chapter of In the Arms of a Priest, chapter 26 I believe anyways vote for which teaser you like the most and that will be the one I will work on next.


Yami Senso could not believe he had gotten into this predicament. He stared at the stainless steel table at the police office in front of him; he was trying to ignore the stern look of the officer on the other side of the table, Joey Wheeler. Yami was being charged with something that he hadn't committed, someone had framed him, of that he was certain.

"Mr. Senso," said Joey firmly. "If you do not help me, then I can't help you. Now, I want you to tell me everything you remember about last night."

"I told you officer," said Yami dully. "I was no where near the girl."

"I know Yami," sighed Joey dropping the formality. "But you have yet to provide an alibi for that and without an alibi we can not pull out witnesses that can affirm your claim."

"I can not give you witnesses because I was alone," said Yami his eyes fixed now leaving the table.

"Joey," said a new voice as the door room opened and Yugi, a top attorney, walked into the room followed by a woman.

Yami's head snapped up and her took in the new comers. The male had hair that seemed to like his except the yellow wasn't has wild. He was wearing a brown business suit and a white button up shirt with a dark purple tie. He wore wire rimmed glasses over wide yet intelligent purple eyes and his face was set in a firm mask of confidence. The woman that had walked in with him wearing a tight black skirt that showed off her great legs and slim waist, a midnight blue button up blouse that showed some cleavage, she was also wearing a black trench coat that stopped at her knees and her long legs were made even longer by the black pumps she was wearing. Her keen sapphire blues eyes swept the room taking in the officer and Yami, her long black hair was pulled back into a French Twist. There was only one word that Yami could think of that would even come close enough to describe her, ethereal.