Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Demonism ❯ CH2- Discovered ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Aku Kyuketsuki 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Supernatural | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.19.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 285 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Supernatural | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.19.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 285 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: Read the disclaimer I placed in Chapter 1: it is the standard disclaimer. I WILL NOT ADD ANOTHER ONE! It will be the same as they all will be. And a big 'Arigato Gozimasu!' to all my reviewers! This story has more hits then the other two combined, not including my newest fiction "To hell and back and back again" (which is a Yuugiou crossover with Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children).
Also, thanks to my beta: Jondine16! I would die with out you! PS: Happy Birthday!
Kaiba Mansion
Domino City, Japan
Ryou could hardly wait. He was going to a club for the first time! He was wondering what kind of clothes that Seto would get him, as Seto was the only one allowed outside as he was the only one who could be trusted to not make an idiot of himself.
'God, I actually can't wait till this is over.' Ryou thought with a sigh as he felt the homesickness he'd had for the past two days that he'd left home creep back into his very spirit. A hiss startled him nearly senseless as he looked over the banister of the grand stairs to see a black cat trotting towards the basement stairs. Ryou giggled, and hurriedly ran down the steps to follow. "Here kitty, kitty." Ryou said sweetly, as he saw the cat turn the corner and head down the stairs. Ryou ran over to the stairs, flicking the light switch (which he had managed to only take half a day to get used to. Poor Yami was still frightened senseless from them) and was disappointed when no light came on. With a shrug, Ryou followed the cat down the stairs, giggling childishly when the cat's green eyes darted around another corner. Cheerfully humming a tune he had picked up from the radio (Seto didn't like radios very much), he followed the cat down another flight of stairs . "C'mon Kitty, I'm getting tired of all these stairs." With a sigh, he brushed his white hair from his face, hitting another light switch, which, again, wielded no results.
Ryou sighed tiredly as his warm chocolate eyes adjusted to the lighting. He seemed to be in a room with many old looking statues. Carefully approaching one he gently pulled at a white sheet that was overtop of said statue. It was a strange dog-like creature that he had never seen before. The statue was in all gold; from the tip of the dog-mans ears to his kilt to his feet.
An even more sudden, and more high pitched hiss erupted from behind a statue at the far end of the statue hall. Taking a breath, Ryou reminded himself that he was looking for the cat, and so, he took off after the hiss, smiling the whole way, never giving it two thoughts.
Ryou saw a statue of a man with again, dog-like features. Smiling slightly, Ryou went over to examine it. When he looked closer, he saw that there was a sheet of paper, with elegant script written across it saying: Seth, God of Chaos.
Then everything went downhill...
Ryou screamed as he was shoved against the wall by a dark shadow that had jumped from behind the statue of Seth. "Hello, pretty." the voice hissed, pinning Ryou's hands above his head and with the other hand grabbing Ryou's white locks, slamming the boys head back against the concrete wall.
Ryou, after blinking away the black spots in front of his eyes, gasped at the silver haired figure with a golden eye on the right. "Y-You're a Demon!" he yelped, as the silver haired man smirked, showing a fang in confirmation and terrifying the High Archangel even more.
"Clever observation." he said, chuckling. "My Lord sent me here to...make sure that you're never accepted back into your heaven." He spat the word 'heaven' like it was a disease...but, then again, to demons heaven is the worst place to go...and only if you're weak. "Do you know how I'm going to do that?" he asked.
Ryou shook his head 'no', to terrified to speak.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard you wont know which way heaven is!" the white haired man growled, as he sunk his fangs into Ryou’s neck.
With a scream Ryou started to struggle, slowly starting to grow tired. He was the High Archangel...he wasn't ever taught how to fight because there would always be guardians to protect him...
Just as that thought passed through his mind, Ryou saw the silver haired demon with a gold eye was tackled off of him by a red, black, and gold blur. In his fading consciousness Ryou gave a weak scream as the demons fangs were torn through his shoulder at the force. He just barely recognized the gleam of a blade in the Guardian's hand as his world went black.
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6:23AM- Sunday, January 17
Kaiba Mansion
Domino City, Japan
Ryou groaned as he opened his eyes to the blinding light streaming into his window. With a wince he gingerly sat up, turning around to weakly punch the pillows into a more comfortable position for him to sit against. Sighing, he tiredly looked around, momentarily wondering where he was before he realized that he was in his mahogany furnished room in the Kaiba mansion.
A knock sounded before, "Milord Ryou?" was called softly by a voice behind the door.
"Hai?" he tiredly asked as Yami stepped in. Ryou gasped, for along the left side of Yami's face there was an ugly black scar, obviously made by a poison demon's blade. "Are you alright?" He asked fearfully, realizing that if he hadn't walked to the darkest place of the house without a light that Yami probably wouldn't be injured. Wounds from demon blades left a permanent scar that was unable to be removed, even with magick.
"Yes, I'm fine, Lord." Yami said with a bow. "Seto wanted to know whether or not you wanted something to eat. He sensed you had awoke." He explained. "You've been asleep for four hours."
"I've only been asleep for that long?" Ryou wondered aloud with surprise. "I thought I lost a lot of blood."
"Seto apparently has some sort of...blood replenishing potion (1)...I think he calls it." Yami said, with a small shrug “Will it be soup, Milord? Or tea perhaps?"
"Um...a little of both if you don't mind." Ryou replied politely. "If you'd send Seto up, please?" Yami nodded, before heading down to the lower levels of the large house, closing the door behind him. Ryou only had to wait a few minutes before Seto showed up with a curt knock before entering "Seto? What happened?" He asked.
"Apparently, the demons were going to make my house into a lair with a portal to hell in the basement. There was only one man here at the time, Pegasus Crawford, and he had hid when we came in. He must have been waiting until I was out." He replied, taking a seat in a chair beside Ryou’s bed and putting the tray of soup and tea down on Ryou's bedside table
"Oh. Where is he now?" Ryou asked, reaching for the cup of tea.
"Dead."
The white haired lord gasped, pulling his hand away from the cup to put over his mouth, as if scalded "Y-You killed him?"
"Of course." Seto replied with a blank look. "Had I let him live there would have been the chance that he would escape and tell the higher demons that I was alive and hosting two angels. I can destroy one...but I wouldn’t be able to take on a large gang. When I became Angelic, I lost most, if not all, of my Demonic strengths and powers." he confessed.
Ryou stared at him with shaken disbelief "B-But wasn't there another way?"
"No. As I said he more then likely would have escaped- sneaky bastard that Crawford was- and he would've told the others. If memory serves me correctly he had about 13 loyal demons who would do his bidding any day."
Ryou sighed, nodding sorrowfully. "I s'pose you're right."
Seto nodded. "I think I found who you're looking for. The Guardian and I have found out that his Charge is going to go to a club with his two friends. He and I will follow them and check it out, although I'm worried about leaving you alone." He glanced at the lord, who shook his head.
"We need to know everything about them that we can, So I'll come as well." Ryou decided decisively.
"You're injured, Ryou." Seto admonished. "You really should just stay here and rest. Besides, this club is a common ground for those stupid mortals who call themselves demon hunters. They don't believe in angelics, so if you got found out even in the slightest then you would be attacked. As far as I can tell, only Yami and I would be able to fend them off."
Ryou shook his head ."I shall be coming, Seto."
Seto sighed. "At least you won't bleed all over the place." The brunet stood. "I have clothes for you, Yami, and myself already, although," he smirked, "Both you and Yami may find yourselves offended."
Ryou scoffed "I doubt that. We shall do what we have to do to get the information we need."
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9:22 PM- Sunday, January 17
Outside "Confessions of Sin"
Domino City, Japan
Yami shuffled nervously behind the black angelic, wondering why in the world he was required to wear the gothic clothes that his lord had forced him to wear, and remembered back to his little scuffle...
-/Flashback/-
"Why do I have to wear...this?" Yami asked Ryou once again, gesturing to the tight black leather pants, black silk shirt, chains, belts, and thin strings of fabric which were hanging on the door to his room where Seto had so 'graciously' set out for him for after his shower (honestly...it was like the very air here on earth was poisonous and made you feel continuously dirty).
"Just trust him, Yami. It will all be for the best, you'll see." His lord had said.
"But look what he's dressed you in, milord!" Yami exclaimed, gesturing to ryou's clothes "He's making you look like...like...I don't even know!" Ryou looked down at himself studying his clothing which consisted of a black tank top that stitched up the side with thin strings and showed two inches of his stomach, fingerless black gloves that went to his elbow on his left hand, and one that went to his wrist on his right, black kapris with a slit on the outside of the leg and at the top by his hips and black high-heeled leather boots that looked like something one would get from the military.
"I see nothing wrong with it. Just Get dressed, Yami, and stop arguing with me because whether you want to or not, you are coming!" With that said, Ryou left in a huff, leaving Yami to get changed.
-/End Flashback/-
Now here he stood; the pants and shirt (which were somehow the perfect size) draped on his form with the multiple belts hanging from his hips, the chains dangling from his wrists and neck and belts, and the string was wrapped around his upper arm in a web of black. Seto had also given him a pair of studded shoes and had put something or another on all of their faces. He didn't look any different (as far as he could tell) but the crimson stuff that Seto had outlined Ryou's eyes with had made the High archangel look stunning.
"Stop fidgeting." Seto demanded, adjusting his crimson button up shirt, with ripped sleeves, a bit. He also adorned black leather pants, and a long white trench coat with studded shoulders. Belts and buckles adorned the brunettes wrists, arms and legs in various and mismatching places. Said brunet nodded at the large man who was standing in front of the door, and the man let him, Yami, and Ryou in to the dark club.
Yami winced at the pounding music. It was dark, and made him feel like he should join the crowd of sweaty bodies grinding and sliding against one another in the middle of the dance floor. Resisting the urge, he followed the brunet and his lord to the table.
Ryou sat down, glancing around with curiosity, but knew better then to ask too many questions that would make him look suspicious. "They'll be here in a couple of minutes. Yami, you and Ryou may want to lay low. You both look a lot like Yuugi and Bakura." Seto said, glancing at them. "I'll try to talk to one of them: Malik or Yuugi perhaps." Yami and Ryou both nodded.
The wait was short before the door burst open, a laughing tanned blond and tri-color haired 5’ boy entered followed by a more subdued white haired boy.
Ryou’s heart soared for a moment, his head becoming light and flashing colors blinking behind his eyes, or maybe that was the strobe lights, but either way he felt like he was flying, and two different colored eyes met his across the club: an indigo and crimson set of eyes.
Yami nods "That’s them." he said in affirmation.
"Right," Seto said, waving a waiter over. "I'm going to order a few drinks before I go over there." When the waiter arrived asking Seto what he wanted, he replied, "A bottle of Crown Royal...make that two actually." The waiter left to collect Seto’s drink.
Ryou looked at Seto curiously. "Why do you want a drink?" He asked, as the waiter returned with Seto's bottles and a chilled glass.
"So that way I can act like I never would even imagine to and just blame my actions on the alcohol."
Ryou giggled "Yami and I are going to have fun. Do you mind?" Seto waved them off as he tipped the bottle and poured himself a glass full, downing the whole thing in one go. Ryou grabbed Yami's hand and drug the crimson eyed Guardian off. "Might as well have fun while we're here!" He exclaimed, pulling Yami onto the dance floor.
"I don't even know how to dance Mi--Ryou!" Yami gasped as he realized his lords evil plan.
"Well then, we're both going to learn."
Ryou was a natural, his hips swaying in time to the heavy beat and his ethereal hair flowing gracefully with his every movement, the blue lights making his pale features look fae in nature. Yami soon found out how to let himself be devoured by the beat, his mind going almost blissfully blank, but still aware enough that he could watch for any sins of trouble.
When someone tapped Ryou’s shoulder, the white-haired boy turned and blinked at his near double. "Care to dance?" The man asked in a husky voice, with an accent Ryou had never heard before.
Ryou nodded in a half stunned silence, and Yami watched as Ryou was pulled away with the other white-haired boy. The tri-color haired angelic decided to let his lord go off and have some fun, although, he would for sure be keeping a close eye.
"I haven't seen you around before." The man asked, pushing his leather clad hips against Ryou’s own, making the smaller boy mewl and stumble closer from the pressing crowd "The name's Bakura. Memphis Bakura."
"R-Ryou." The smaller boy said, blushing slightly as the crowd pushed him closer to Bakura. Where as he and Yami had been dancing close to the outer area of the dance floor, Bakura had drug him to near the center.
"Hn...decorus nomen, Ryou (2)." Bakura said in that accent of his. Ryou shuddered and gasped as Bakura’s hands ran down his sides and hips to his lower back and shoulders "Heh...valde decorus(3)." Bakura whispered as his head dipped towards Ryou’s, making the angelic's eyes go wide in half fear and half excitement.
A large crash and several screams stopped Bakura from moving his plans forward.
"DEMON!" Someone shouted, and several guns started firing in many directions. Ryou jumped when he felt a hand grab his wrist, and he looked to see a half sober brunet tugging at his hand. "Ryou, we have to leave, now." Ryou nodded, and with a glance over his shoulder at Bakura, Ryou ran with Seto towards the back exit, away from the shots.
Yami's eyes scanned the crowd hurriedly as all hell broke loose. When he spotted the tall brunet and his lord he took off in that direction, heading at them at an angle, and he saw the bullet fly in slow motion. He had seen the drunken 'Demon hunter' raise his gun in Ryou’s direction, only being able to see a white and black blob, he had assumed it was a demon. Yami was just barely 6 feet from Ryou, and in fear for the little Archangel's safety he summoned to his side his trusty weapon: his dark purple staff with a green orb in the top (4). Several people screamed when the bullet was deflected by a staff that had appeared out of no where in the weird mans hands, several of them believing that Yami was the demon that the demon hunters had spotted.
Ryou stops when he hears the sound of a bullet ricocheting off of something solid, and turns towards the sound, gasping when he sees his Guardian fending off at least 9 people wishing for a reward for taking a demons head "We have no time!" Seto yelled, dragging Ryou out the door and slamming it shut "I'm sure he can take care of himself!" The blue-eyed man insisted, dragging Ryou to the black Ferrari that they had arrived in. Ryou jumped into the passengers seat, and Seto in the drivers as the brunet took off at high speed after getting out of the parking lot.
Yami smiled when he saw that Seto had drug Ryou out, and decided it was now time for him to leave. Running to the bar, he jumped over the top, dodging bullets, while getting scrapes here and there. He swung open the Employees Only door and dashed through, wincing as a bullet buried itself in his side. Running out another door, He ran in the opposite direction of the Kaiba mansion, hearing a siren sound like an ambulance, but one that was changed to represent the demon hunters, closing in on him. Jumping a high chain link fence, cutting his hands, he ran to the run-down looking house. He stumbled over some unused lawn furniture and weeds, only able to hear his own heartbeat and raged breathing. Bursting into the house and thanking all that was holy that the door was unlocked he walked further into the house, the clean pots and pans in the kitchen he was standing in, making him start to believe that the house wasn't as abandoned as he had originally thought.
Ignoring the evidence he walked further into the run down kitchen, finding the cutlery drawer with a very sharp knife in it. Sitting at the small table he pulled his shirt up and off, looking at the damage the bullet had caused. Taking off one of his belts he bit into it, as he carefully slid the knife into his skin, making a new incision beside the wound. Gasping around the leather, he pushed it in further until he was sure that the end of the knife was in line with the trapped bullet. Tipping the blade with a strangled cry, he began to force the bullet back out where it had came, damaging tendons and tissue as the bullet was slowly pushed out of it's three inch deep tunnel in his left side. He gasped when he felt more then heard the bullet clatter to the grey tilled floor, dropping the belt and his shirt with the offending intruder. With shuddering breath, he pulled the knife out, and dropped it his head leaning against the cool table as he felt the fear and darkness force his mind to an uncomfortable slumber.
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Translations and Notes
1) Blood replenishing potion is from Harry Potter...either that or I’ve been reading too many fanfics and it's someone else’s. If it is I’m not meaning to plagiarize this small idea.
2) Decorus Nomen, Ryou- Beautiful name, Ryou (This is Latin. I myself don't speak this language, so I am trusting my translation device.)
3) Valde decorus- Very beautiful (If you can't tell, Bakura speaks Latin, which just makes him more mysterious then before -Wink-.)
4) If you don't recognise it: this is the Dark Magician's staff.
Gomen nasai. I didn't mean for it to take me so long to write this out...but I had that stupid block of creative words called writers block. Plus I've had to deal with the stupid internet and computer problems. I somehow managed to melt my motherboard (I have noooo effing idea how that happened) and a brown out fryed out modem, but the stupid phone company kept on telling me that there was nooo way that it could be that, and the stupid school blocked But, on a happier note: I got a lot of drawings done and passed my first semester with a 60 average (I probably could've done better, but it was a boreing semester). I will update soon this time 'round. I have myself on a schedule to atleast try and have a chapter finished a week, on top of French, Math, and Design homework it may be kinda hard, but, meh. Either way, it'll work itself out.
Also, thanks to my beta: Jondine16! I would die with out you! PS: Happy Birthday!
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Chapter 2
Demonism
Discovered
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9:57PM- Sunday, January 16Chapter 2
Demonism
Discovered
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Kaiba Mansion
Domino City, Japan
Ryou could hardly wait. He was going to a club for the first time! He was wondering what kind of clothes that Seto would get him, as Seto was the only one allowed outside as he was the only one who could be trusted to not make an idiot of himself.
'God, I actually can't wait till this is over.' Ryou thought with a sigh as he felt the homesickness he'd had for the past two days that he'd left home creep back into his very spirit. A hiss startled him nearly senseless as he looked over the banister of the grand stairs to see a black cat trotting towards the basement stairs. Ryou giggled, and hurriedly ran down the steps to follow. "Here kitty, kitty." Ryou said sweetly, as he saw the cat turn the corner and head down the stairs. Ryou ran over to the stairs, flicking the light switch (which he had managed to only take half a day to get used to. Poor Yami was still frightened senseless from them) and was disappointed when no light came on. With a shrug, Ryou followed the cat down the stairs, giggling childishly when the cat's green eyes darted around another corner. Cheerfully humming a tune he had picked up from the radio (Seto didn't like radios very much), he followed the cat down another flight of stairs . "C'mon Kitty, I'm getting tired of all these stairs." With a sigh, he brushed his white hair from his face, hitting another light switch, which, again, wielded no results.
Ryou sighed tiredly as his warm chocolate eyes adjusted to the lighting. He seemed to be in a room with many old looking statues. Carefully approaching one he gently pulled at a white sheet that was overtop of said statue. It was a strange dog-like creature that he had never seen before. The statue was in all gold; from the tip of the dog-mans ears to his kilt to his feet.
An even more sudden, and more high pitched hiss erupted from behind a statue at the far end of the statue hall. Taking a breath, Ryou reminded himself that he was looking for the cat, and so, he took off after the hiss, smiling the whole way, never giving it two thoughts.
Ryou saw a statue of a man with again, dog-like features. Smiling slightly, Ryou went over to examine it. When he looked closer, he saw that there was a sheet of paper, with elegant script written across it saying: Seth, God of Chaos.
Then everything went downhill...
Ryou screamed as he was shoved against the wall by a dark shadow that had jumped from behind the statue of Seth. "Hello, pretty." the voice hissed, pinning Ryou's hands above his head and with the other hand grabbing Ryou's white locks, slamming the boys head back against the concrete wall.
Ryou, after blinking away the black spots in front of his eyes, gasped at the silver haired figure with a golden eye on the right. "Y-You're a Demon!" he yelped, as the silver haired man smirked, showing a fang in confirmation and terrifying the High Archangel even more.
"Clever observation." he said, chuckling. "My Lord sent me here to...make sure that you're never accepted back into your heaven." He spat the word 'heaven' like it was a disease...but, then again, to demons heaven is the worst place to go...and only if you're weak. "Do you know how I'm going to do that?" he asked.
Ryou shook his head 'no', to terrified to speak.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard you wont know which way heaven is!" the white haired man growled, as he sunk his fangs into Ryou’s neck.
With a scream Ryou started to struggle, slowly starting to grow tired. He was the High Archangel...he wasn't ever taught how to fight because there would always be guardians to protect him...
Just as that thought passed through his mind, Ryou saw the silver haired demon with a gold eye was tackled off of him by a red, black, and gold blur. In his fading consciousness Ryou gave a weak scream as the demons fangs were torn through his shoulder at the force. He just barely recognized the gleam of a blade in the Guardian's hand as his world went black.
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6:23AM- Sunday, January 17
Kaiba Mansion
Domino City, Japan
Ryou groaned as he opened his eyes to the blinding light streaming into his window. With a wince he gingerly sat up, turning around to weakly punch the pillows into a more comfortable position for him to sit against. Sighing, he tiredly looked around, momentarily wondering where he was before he realized that he was in his mahogany furnished room in the Kaiba mansion.
A knock sounded before, "Milord Ryou?" was called softly by a voice behind the door.
"Hai?" he tiredly asked as Yami stepped in. Ryou gasped, for along the left side of Yami's face there was an ugly black scar, obviously made by a poison demon's blade. "Are you alright?" He asked fearfully, realizing that if he hadn't walked to the darkest place of the house without a light that Yami probably wouldn't be injured. Wounds from demon blades left a permanent scar that was unable to be removed, even with magick.
"Yes, I'm fine, Lord." Yami said with a bow. "Seto wanted to know whether or not you wanted something to eat. He sensed you had awoke." He explained. "You've been asleep for four hours."
"I've only been asleep for that long?" Ryou wondered aloud with surprise. "I thought I lost a lot of blood."
"Seto apparently has some sort of...blood replenishing potion (1)...I think he calls it." Yami said, with a small shrug “Will it be soup, Milord? Or tea perhaps?"
"Um...a little of both if you don't mind." Ryou replied politely. "If you'd send Seto up, please?" Yami nodded, before heading down to the lower levels of the large house, closing the door behind him. Ryou only had to wait a few minutes before Seto showed up with a curt knock before entering "Seto? What happened?" He asked.
"Apparently, the demons were going to make my house into a lair with a portal to hell in the basement. There was only one man here at the time, Pegasus Crawford, and he had hid when we came in. He must have been waiting until I was out." He replied, taking a seat in a chair beside Ryou’s bed and putting the tray of soup and tea down on Ryou's bedside table
"Oh. Where is he now?" Ryou asked, reaching for the cup of tea.
"Dead."
The white haired lord gasped, pulling his hand away from the cup to put over his mouth, as if scalded "Y-You killed him?"
"Of course." Seto replied with a blank look. "Had I let him live there would have been the chance that he would escape and tell the higher demons that I was alive and hosting two angels. I can destroy one...but I wouldn’t be able to take on a large gang. When I became Angelic, I lost most, if not all, of my Demonic strengths and powers." he confessed.
Ryou stared at him with shaken disbelief "B-But wasn't there another way?"
"No. As I said he more then likely would have escaped- sneaky bastard that Crawford was- and he would've told the others. If memory serves me correctly he had about 13 loyal demons who would do his bidding any day."
Ryou sighed, nodding sorrowfully. "I s'pose you're right."
Seto nodded. "I think I found who you're looking for. The Guardian and I have found out that his Charge is going to go to a club with his two friends. He and I will follow them and check it out, although I'm worried about leaving you alone." He glanced at the lord, who shook his head.
"We need to know everything about them that we can, So I'll come as well." Ryou decided decisively.
"You're injured, Ryou." Seto admonished. "You really should just stay here and rest. Besides, this club is a common ground for those stupid mortals who call themselves demon hunters. They don't believe in angelics, so if you got found out even in the slightest then you would be attacked. As far as I can tell, only Yami and I would be able to fend them off."
Ryou shook his head ."I shall be coming, Seto."
Seto sighed. "At least you won't bleed all over the place." The brunet stood. "I have clothes for you, Yami, and myself already, although," he smirked, "Both you and Yami may find yourselves offended."
Ryou scoffed "I doubt that. We shall do what we have to do to get the information we need."
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9:22 PM- Sunday, January 17
Outside "Confessions of Sin"
Domino City, Japan
Yami shuffled nervously behind the black angelic, wondering why in the world he was required to wear the gothic clothes that his lord had forced him to wear, and remembered back to his little scuffle...
-/Flashback/-
"Why do I have to wear...this?" Yami asked Ryou once again, gesturing to the tight black leather pants, black silk shirt, chains, belts, and thin strings of fabric which were hanging on the door to his room where Seto had so 'graciously' set out for him for after his shower (honestly...it was like the very air here on earth was poisonous and made you feel continuously dirty).
"Just trust him, Yami. It will all be for the best, you'll see." His lord had said.
"But look what he's dressed you in, milord!" Yami exclaimed, gesturing to ryou's clothes "He's making you look like...like...I don't even know!" Ryou looked down at himself studying his clothing which consisted of a black tank top that stitched up the side with thin strings and showed two inches of his stomach, fingerless black gloves that went to his elbow on his left hand, and one that went to his wrist on his right, black kapris with a slit on the outside of the leg and at the top by his hips and black high-heeled leather boots that looked like something one would get from the military.
"I see nothing wrong with it. Just Get dressed, Yami, and stop arguing with me because whether you want to or not, you are coming!" With that said, Ryou left in a huff, leaving Yami to get changed.
-/End Flashback/-
Now here he stood; the pants and shirt (which were somehow the perfect size) draped on his form with the multiple belts hanging from his hips, the chains dangling from his wrists and neck and belts, and the string was wrapped around his upper arm in a web of black. Seto had also given him a pair of studded shoes and had put something or another on all of their faces. He didn't look any different (as far as he could tell) but the crimson stuff that Seto had outlined Ryou's eyes with had made the High archangel look stunning.
"Stop fidgeting." Seto demanded, adjusting his crimson button up shirt, with ripped sleeves, a bit. He also adorned black leather pants, and a long white trench coat with studded shoulders. Belts and buckles adorned the brunettes wrists, arms and legs in various and mismatching places. Said brunet nodded at the large man who was standing in front of the door, and the man let him, Yami, and Ryou in to the dark club.
Yami winced at the pounding music. It was dark, and made him feel like he should join the crowd of sweaty bodies grinding and sliding against one another in the middle of the dance floor. Resisting the urge, he followed the brunet and his lord to the table.
Ryou sat down, glancing around with curiosity, but knew better then to ask too many questions that would make him look suspicious. "They'll be here in a couple of minutes. Yami, you and Ryou may want to lay low. You both look a lot like Yuugi and Bakura." Seto said, glancing at them. "I'll try to talk to one of them: Malik or Yuugi perhaps." Yami and Ryou both nodded.
The wait was short before the door burst open, a laughing tanned blond and tri-color haired 5’ boy entered followed by a more subdued white haired boy.
Ryou’s heart soared for a moment, his head becoming light and flashing colors blinking behind his eyes, or maybe that was the strobe lights, but either way he felt like he was flying, and two different colored eyes met his across the club: an indigo and crimson set of eyes.
Yami nods "That’s them." he said in affirmation.
"Right," Seto said, waving a waiter over. "I'm going to order a few drinks before I go over there." When the waiter arrived asking Seto what he wanted, he replied, "A bottle of Crown Royal...make that two actually." The waiter left to collect Seto’s drink.
Ryou looked at Seto curiously. "Why do you want a drink?" He asked, as the waiter returned with Seto's bottles and a chilled glass.
"So that way I can act like I never would even imagine to and just blame my actions on the alcohol."
Ryou giggled "Yami and I are going to have fun. Do you mind?" Seto waved them off as he tipped the bottle and poured himself a glass full, downing the whole thing in one go. Ryou grabbed Yami's hand and drug the crimson eyed Guardian off. "Might as well have fun while we're here!" He exclaimed, pulling Yami onto the dance floor.
"I don't even know how to dance Mi--Ryou!" Yami gasped as he realized his lords evil plan.
"Well then, we're both going to learn."
Ryou was a natural, his hips swaying in time to the heavy beat and his ethereal hair flowing gracefully with his every movement, the blue lights making his pale features look fae in nature. Yami soon found out how to let himself be devoured by the beat, his mind going almost blissfully blank, but still aware enough that he could watch for any sins of trouble.
When someone tapped Ryou’s shoulder, the white-haired boy turned and blinked at his near double. "Care to dance?" The man asked in a husky voice, with an accent Ryou had never heard before.
Ryou nodded in a half stunned silence, and Yami watched as Ryou was pulled away with the other white-haired boy. The tri-color haired angelic decided to let his lord go off and have some fun, although, he would for sure be keeping a close eye.
"I haven't seen you around before." The man asked, pushing his leather clad hips against Ryou’s own, making the smaller boy mewl and stumble closer from the pressing crowd "The name's Bakura. Memphis Bakura."
"R-Ryou." The smaller boy said, blushing slightly as the crowd pushed him closer to Bakura. Where as he and Yami had been dancing close to the outer area of the dance floor, Bakura had drug him to near the center.
"Hn...decorus nomen, Ryou (2)." Bakura said in that accent of his. Ryou shuddered and gasped as Bakura’s hands ran down his sides and hips to his lower back and shoulders "Heh...valde decorus(3)." Bakura whispered as his head dipped towards Ryou’s, making the angelic's eyes go wide in half fear and half excitement.
A large crash and several screams stopped Bakura from moving his plans forward.
"DEMON!" Someone shouted, and several guns started firing in many directions. Ryou jumped when he felt a hand grab his wrist, and he looked to see a half sober brunet tugging at his hand. "Ryou, we have to leave, now." Ryou nodded, and with a glance over his shoulder at Bakura, Ryou ran with Seto towards the back exit, away from the shots.
Yami's eyes scanned the crowd hurriedly as all hell broke loose. When he spotted the tall brunet and his lord he took off in that direction, heading at them at an angle, and he saw the bullet fly in slow motion. He had seen the drunken 'Demon hunter' raise his gun in Ryou’s direction, only being able to see a white and black blob, he had assumed it was a demon. Yami was just barely 6 feet from Ryou, and in fear for the little Archangel's safety he summoned to his side his trusty weapon: his dark purple staff with a green orb in the top (4). Several people screamed when the bullet was deflected by a staff that had appeared out of no where in the weird mans hands, several of them believing that Yami was the demon that the demon hunters had spotted.
Ryou stops when he hears the sound of a bullet ricocheting off of something solid, and turns towards the sound, gasping when he sees his Guardian fending off at least 9 people wishing for a reward for taking a demons head "We have no time!" Seto yelled, dragging Ryou out the door and slamming it shut "I'm sure he can take care of himself!" The blue-eyed man insisted, dragging Ryou to the black Ferrari that they had arrived in. Ryou jumped into the passengers seat, and Seto in the drivers as the brunet took off at high speed after getting out of the parking lot.
Yami smiled when he saw that Seto had drug Ryou out, and decided it was now time for him to leave. Running to the bar, he jumped over the top, dodging bullets, while getting scrapes here and there. He swung open the Employees Only door and dashed through, wincing as a bullet buried itself in his side. Running out another door, He ran in the opposite direction of the Kaiba mansion, hearing a siren sound like an ambulance, but one that was changed to represent the demon hunters, closing in on him. Jumping a high chain link fence, cutting his hands, he ran to the run-down looking house. He stumbled over some unused lawn furniture and weeds, only able to hear his own heartbeat and raged breathing. Bursting into the house and thanking all that was holy that the door was unlocked he walked further into the house, the clean pots and pans in the kitchen he was standing in, making him start to believe that the house wasn't as abandoned as he had originally thought.
Ignoring the evidence he walked further into the run down kitchen, finding the cutlery drawer with a very sharp knife in it. Sitting at the small table he pulled his shirt up and off, looking at the damage the bullet had caused. Taking off one of his belts he bit into it, as he carefully slid the knife into his skin, making a new incision beside the wound. Gasping around the leather, he pushed it in further until he was sure that the end of the knife was in line with the trapped bullet. Tipping the blade with a strangled cry, he began to force the bullet back out where it had came, damaging tendons and tissue as the bullet was slowly pushed out of it's three inch deep tunnel in his left side. He gasped when he felt more then heard the bullet clatter to the grey tilled floor, dropping the belt and his shirt with the offending intruder. With shuddering breath, he pulled the knife out, and dropped it his head leaning against the cool table as he felt the fear and darkness force his mind to an uncomfortable slumber.
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Translations and Notes
1) Blood replenishing potion is from Harry Potter...either that or I’ve been reading too many fanfics and it's someone else’s. If it is I’m not meaning to plagiarize this small idea.
2) Decorus Nomen, Ryou- Beautiful name, Ryou (This is Latin. I myself don't speak this language, so I am trusting my translation device.)
3) Valde decorus- Very beautiful (If you can't tell, Bakura speaks Latin, which just makes him more mysterious then before -Wink-.)
4) If you don't recognise it: this is the Dark Magician's staff.
Gomen nasai. I didn't mean for it to take me so long to write this out...but I had that stupid block of creative words called writers block. Plus I've had to deal with the stupid internet and computer problems. I somehow managed to melt my motherboard (I have noooo effing idea how that happened) and a brown out fryed out modem, but the stupid phone company kept on telling me that there was nooo way that it could be that, and the stupid school blocked But, on a happier note: I got a lot of drawings done and passed my first semester with a 60 average (I probably could've done better, but it was a boreing semester). I will update soon this time 'round. I have myself on a schedule to atleast try and have a chapter finished a week, on top of French, Math, and Design homework it may be kinda hard, but, meh. Either way, it'll work itself out.