Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Engulfed in Darkness ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

By: Ravenx

Disclaimer: Unfortunately anything dealing with Yu-gi-oh does not belong to me but to a very rich and lucky person. So no suing!
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), vampires (so minor blood scenes), MPEG, bad language, maybe more…
Pairings: Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Seto/Joey, Bakura/Ryou, others?

Engulfed in Darkness
Chapter Two
by Ravenx

“Given?” Ryou's eyes widen at the sudden announcement.

“Yeah. You'll become his personal slave like these three were to use.” Marik nods his head in the direction of the smaller boys.

“It's okay. Bakura is nice. Well, he's kinda quiet and stays to himself but nice.” Yugi smiles over at Ryou once he sees his worried expression.

“He will be the only one giving you orders. But with Bakura you will probably just need to stay out of his way for a while until he gets use to you.” Yami hugs Yugi from behind.

“He hasn't ever had a personal slave. Always a loner.” Marik says.

“What exactly is a personal slave?” Ryou's voice is barely above a whisper, almost as if afraid to speak in front of the Majestics.

“All you have to do is exactly what Bakura tells you. You live with him in his bedchambers, help him get prepared in the morning, stuff like that.” Joey leans on Seto as Ryou thinks over what he has been told.

“You guys are personal slaves?” Ryou points as Yugi, Malik, and Joey.

“We use to be. But now were are their mates.” Yugi says.

“Yep, turned out they actually fell in love with us.” Joey smiles.

“Just couldn't resist I guess.” Malik laughs as he rubs his oversized belly.

“Why don't you guys talk to him. Answer any questions he has and well go find Bakura.” Yami kisses Yugi on the cheek before motioning for the other Majestics to follow him up on the stage and back through the side door.

“Behave puppy.” Seto whispers as he kisses Joey's neck before moving toward the door.

Once they were gone the three mates look Ryou up and down once again. He seems to have loosed up a bit since entering the large Ballroom. His hands, once fidgeting with his shirt hem, are now tucked into the small pockets of his low riding leather pants.

“We'll answer questions but first,” Malik turns toward the stage. “I have to sit down.”

The others laugh quietly as they follow him over. Malik and Yugi sit on the edge of the stage as Joey and Ryou stand in front of them.

“Okay. Ask away.” Malik smiles up at the white haired boy.

“What is it like being a personal slave to a Majestic?”

“It was different for each of us. Yami feel instantly in love with Yugi. I mean he took the serum just a year after he came here.” Joey smiles over at the blushing tri-colored haired boy.

“Serum?” Ryou looks around the small group with questioning eyes.

“Surely you've heard of the serum outside the mansion?” After receiving a shake of white hair Malik continues. “When a slave becomes a Breeder he takes a serum that allows his body to carry a child. Like this.” He rubs his belly again.

Ryou looks over at little Yugi. “You've taken the serum?”

“Yep. And had three great boys to prove it.” Yugi smiles widely.

“Three?” Ryou's mouth hangs open. Yugi giggles.

“Yep. My oldest, Saiai, is sixty-six years old. Then there is Mikado whose fifty-one. And Hikaru, my little one, is only sixteen.”

“How old are you?”

“Almost eighty-four.”

“But you…you look like you're in your teens. All of you do.”

“When you become mates you take a little blood from the vampire you're mating to. Not enough to turn you but enough to make you immortal. Usually you mate around the time you take the serum.” Malik says.

“All of you have childern?”

“I only have one. Even though I've been here the longest. You see, Seto wasn't into the whole `family' thing. He just wanted a slave but I guess I got under his skin. Anyway, Drake, my son, is twenty-five.” Joey smiles over at Ryou. “And we're trying to have another one.”

Ryou nods as he looks over at Malik's rounded belly.

“Raia, here, is my second. Zemti is fourteen.”

“You've all been here a really long time, huh?”

“Like I said, I've been here the longest. Almost ninety-six years. Yugi's been here for about sixty-seven. And Malik's the newest at thirty-two.”

“Whoa.” Ryou moves toward the stage. He sits beside Malik as his brown eyes search the floor. “Do you think….do you think this Bakura will want me as a mate? To carry his children?”

“Don't really know that kiddo.” Joey says.

“Yeah, Bakura is the youngest of the Majestics. He's really quite. I don't think anyone knows if he wants a family or not. But I'm sure he'll treat you right.” Yugi smiles.

“Yeah, and if he doesn't just tell me. I'll get Marik to beat him up.” Malik laughs, soon followed by the other three boys.

“Where are your children?” Ryou asks as he pushes a lock of hair behind his head.

“Well, Zemti and Hikaru are at their lessons. The others are working. You'll meet them later though.” Yugi looks over his shoulder as a bang comes from the direction of the door. “We have got to get that fixed.”

Yami steps out from the shadows. A smile lighting his face as soon as he sees Yugi sitting on the stage.

“You boys talk?”

“Yep.” Joey tries to look around Yami. “Where's Seto?”

“I'm coming pup. Just be patient.” Seto appears behind Yami, with a smirk firmly in place. He jumps down off the stage and wraps his arms around Joey from behind.

“Where's Bakura?” Malik tries to turn around to look over his shoulder at Yami. Having no luck he opts for looking at Seto.

“He was in his room, as always. Marik is up trying to get him to come down.” Seto chuckles over at Malik.

“So Ryou. Have they told you everything you need to know?” Yami steps forward until he is right behind Yugi, his dark purple eyes staring down at Ryou.

“I think so, sir.” Ryou cranes his neck around to look up at Yami.

“You don't have to call him that. Just Yami is fine.” Yugi speaks from the other side of Malik.

“His right. I'm Yami. That's Seto. And the other one is Marik. No sirs.”

“What should I call Bakura?”

“Depends on what he wants to be called. I mean before me and Seto became mates I had to call him Master.” Joey rolls his eyes before busting out laughing as the tall brunette behind him starts to tickle his ribs.

“You seem to have relaxed. Feeling better?” Malik reaches over to rub Ryou's knee gently.

“Yeah. I guess I was just nervous about them eating me.” He tries to whisper just to Malik but Yami and Seto hear.

“Clarification, we don't eat humans. We drink from them.” Seto stops tickling Joey to just hold him.

“There's a difference?”

“Yes, there is. Vampire's only drink the blood of humans. Demons are the ones that eat humans.” Yami jumps down from the stage to stand closer to Yugi.

“But the human's end up dead either way, right?”

“Yes, but when a vampire drinks from you it doesn't cause real pain. Just a little sting and then you feel as if you're in a dream. A demon will tear you apart while you're still alive. They love to hear you scream.”

“Seto stop it. You're scaring the poor kid.” Joey smacks his mate's arm.

Ryou gulps before blinking several times. “Oh.”

“But you don't have to worry about that. You're not going to be drunk from. And the vamps only drink with each other.” Malik still rubs his stomach.

“What do you mean?”

“We don't allow our mates or personal slaves to be in the same room with us when we feed.” Yami says.

“How long did it take you guys to get use to this life?” Ryou looks around at the smaller boys.

“I got use to it very fast. But I had Yami. He was a lot nicer to begin with then the others.” Yugi smiles over at Seto as Yami wraps an arm around his shoulders.

“Yeah, I didn't really get comfortable with Seto for about twenty years.” Joey blushes as his mate kisses his cheek.

“Just took me around three years to get use to everything.” Malik smiles. “And it still kinda freaks me out when I'm told I'm pregnant.” Joey and Yugi chuckle at this.

“Me too.” Joey says.

“And me and I've had three of them.” Yugi looks over at Ryou who is smiling quietly to himself. “I think Bakura will really like you.”

“We'll have to wait until later tonight to see if he does or not.” Marik steps out from the shadows of the stage.

“Why? Where's Bakura?” Yami glances up at the tall blonde.

“The little baka won't come down. Says he'll see us at supper.”

“You didn't tell him about Ryou, did you?” Malik cranes his neck around to look up at his mate.

“No. I was but decided to leave before I kill him.” Marik mumbles the last sentence as he hops off the stage. He stands in front of Malik, leaning down to give him a light kiss. Ryou gasps at the statement made.

“It's okay Ryou. They would never really hurt one another.” Yugi reassures the shocked youth.

“Yeah, they're just all talk.” Joey laughs as Seto slaps his rear end.

“Not all talk.” He whispers into his mate's ear.

“Behave you two.” Yami turns from Seto to Marik. “Why wouldn't he come on down? Supper should be ready in a few minutes.”

“Said something about having to do…something. I don't know. You know he likes his privacy. Which is making me reconsider little Ryou here. Maybe it isn't such a good idea to give him to Bakura.”

“He'll get use to having someone around all the time. We did.” Seto steps out from behind Joey.

“True.” Marik nods.

“What will happen to me if he doesn't want me?” Ryou wraps his arms around himself as he stands up to face the group.

“We won't kill you, if that's what you're thinking.” Yami moves over toward Ryou. “You'll still become a slave. We can't have any humans running around the mansion free. Or let any of you go.”

“Maybe you can help me out with Raia.” Malik swings his feet from his place on the stage.

“Yeah. We won't treat you bad.” Yugi says from the other side of Malik.

“You're all talking like Bakura has already refused him. Why don't we just wait and decide after supper.” Seto jumps up onto the stage. “Supper should be done. Come on. I'm sure Ryou is starving.”

“You must be right. I bet you haven't eaten anything good in weeks.” Yugi walks over to Ryou watching him with big eyes.

“Try months.” The white haired teen whispers.

“Then come on kiddo. I think Serenity is making lasagna tonight.” Joey walks over toward the stage. Seto reaches down, taking Joey's hand and pulls him up to stand beside him.

“Serenity?” Ryou looks up at the sandy blonde.

“She's the cook. Another human slave and a great chief.” Seto rolls his eyes at his mate.

“You'll eat anything, pup.”

“He's right, Seto. Serenity is a great cook. You'll love her lasagna Ryou.” Malik stands up, a little wobbly at first. “Enough talking for now. We can talk more at supper. We're hungry.” He pats his belly.

Marik jumps up onto the stage. Reaching down he grabs Malik under his arms. “Up we go.” He gently lifts up his pregnant mate and sits him down beside him. He leans down to place a kiss on the smaller boy's forehead. Turning, he looks down at Ryou.

“Want a lift?” Marik smirks as he reaches down for Ryou.

Ryou looks over at Yugi for a moment. Upon getting a nod of reassurance he walks toward the stage. Marik's strong hands grab under Ryou's thin arms, lifting his lightweight easily onto the stage beside him. The blonde looks down at Yugi.

“Need help shorty?”

“I've got him.” Yami lifts Yugi into his arms like a baby, an arm under his neck and the other under his knees, and hops up beside Marik.

“Thank you.” Yugi blushes as he receives a kiss on his cheek.

“Come on, enough playing around. My pups hungry.” Seto moves toward a door to the side of the stage that is completely covered in shadows. Everyone follows with Yugi, Yami, and Ryou at the back.

The door leads to a short hallway, the walls painted a dark blue like the first hallway Ryou saw. The group walks through a large oak door at the end of the small hall. The room is small, just barely big enough to fit all seven boys. Four doors, one on each wall including the one they just entered from, are closed. Ryou looks around confused.

“This is a place that no one but us know about. From here we can go to the first floor, third floor, or just stay on this floor.” Seto opens the door directly across from the one they entered.

The boys file out into a large room with pale green wallpaper that is barely noticeable. Bookshelves, reaching all the way up to the high ceiling, are pressed up against every wall of the room. They overflow with what appears to be thousands of books. Two overstuffed sofas face each other in the center of the room on a giant, intricately designed rug that takes up half the wooden floors. A couple beautifully crafted chairs sit around the room with small tables next to them.

Ryou turns to see the door they came out of close. He notices it blends right into the bookcase surrounding it. He turns back around to see the group existing through a door to the left. Malik stops and waves him over.

“Come on, Ryou.”

“Sorry, it's just…beautiful.” Ryou looks around the room as he walks over toward the boy.

“Do you enjoy to read?”

“I'm not too good at reading. It's hard to find books where I'm from.” Ryou looks back one last time at the vast room before leaving it behind.

“I'll have to teach you then.” Malik takes hold of Ryou's hand as they walk across a small empty room to an entranceway. Walking down a couple steps, they enter another room. Only a long light wooden table sits in the center of the tan room. Twenty beautiful chairs surround it, one at each end and nine on each side. A chandelier, slightly smaller than the one over the staircase, hangs over the center of the table.

Walking into the room they find all of the other boys sitting down at the nearest end of the table. Yami sitting at the head with Yugi, Joey, and Seto to his right and Marik sitting three chairs away from him on the left. Malik smiles as he walks over to sit next to his mate. Yami pats the seat next to him, the white haired boy sits down quietly at the empty table. Glancing a few times at the empty seat between him and Malik.

Within several seconds of him scooting his chair up to the table a door behind Joey opens. Four people come out, each carrying two plates of food. As soon as they place the plate in front of one of the boys they are back out the door only to reappear a second later with a glass of ice water for each. When they are gone again a small girl, no older than fifteen, enters through the same door placing napkins with silver wear in them beside each plate. Ryou watches as she vanishes out the door.

“Those are more human slaves. If ever you need anything more at the table simply tell one of them.” Yami says as he watches Ryou.

“But…they didn't even look up.”

“They never do. Almost all slaves here fear the Majestics, so they think something bad will happen if they look them in the eyes. If you want their attention just snap your fingers and they will be by your side.” Yugi takes a sip of water.

Ryou looks down at his plate after catching a scent of fresh herbs. A gorgeous white plate with gold swirls around the edge sits in front of him with a delicious looking block of lasagna in the center surrounded by thick, meaty sauce. Licking his lips, Ryou looks up to find the others already eating. He picks up his silver fork and takes a small bit.

“Good, Ryou?” Joey ask around a mouth full of food. Seto reaches over and pops his arm, giving him a disappointed glance.

“Very good, Joey.” He looks around as he eats. “But I thought vampires only drank blood.”

“That's all we need to survive. We can eat normal human food but it isn't necessary.” Yami turns his attention to Marik. “Are you sure that Bakura was going to join us?”

“Why do you care so much today if I'm here or not?” A voice comes from the entrance of the dining room. Ryou turns around, his mouth falling open at what he sees.

A thin white haired boy stands there. His narrowed brown eyes looking at Yami. He is slightly shorter than any of the Majestics but still taller than Ryou. His white tennis shoes are almost completely covered by baggy black jeans. A tight, white, short sleeved shirt wraps around his upper body. Ryou notices just how similar he is to this boy.

“Because we have someone we want you to meet.” Yami gestures toward Ryou. “This is Ryou.”

Bakura sits beside Ryou, taking a moment to look him up and down. His intense gaze forces Ryou to look down at his plate, nervously playing with his fork.

“So what's a slave doing eating with us?” Bakura turns his attention to his plate, taking a bite out of his meal.

“He's a personal slave.” Marik sneaks a peak around Malik, a smirk on his face. “Guess whose.”

“Whose?”

“Yours.” Bakura's head snaps over to Marik.

“What?”

“Happy early 5,234th birthday.” Seto grins across the table at the white haired Majestic.

Ryou's eyes widen at how old the boy next to him is.

“You can't be serious.” Bakura look at the head of the table. “I never asked for a personal slave.”

“That's what makes it a gift, baka. You don't know you're getting it.” Marik rolls his eyes at the youngest Majestic.

Bakura stands up from the table. “Why are doing this? You know I don't like having anyone around me. I like my privacy. I don't what him.” He points at Ryou, the small boy lowers his head.

“Bakura, please, don't make a scene. We all agree that you need someone, like we did.” Yami motions toward Yugi. “You've been alone for a very long time. It's time you have a companion.”

“And you have to admit the resemblance is amazing.” Seto looks back and froth between the two boys.

“I'm not discussing this here.” Bakura stomps out the door. Yami looks at Seto and Marik.

“Come on. Let's go talk to him. You boys stay here.” He leans over to whisper something to Yugi. “Try to make Ryou feel better.” Yugi nods as the three vampires leave the room.

“So.” Joey looks down at his empty plate. “What did you think of the meal, Ryou?”

“It was very good.” Ryou's voice is small and low.

“Don't worry about it.” Malik moves over into the seat Bakura left, putting his arms around Ryou's shoulders. “Bakura can be like that if he's in a bad mood.”

“I don't think he likes me. Guess I'll be a slave.” Ryou keeps his head down.

“Yami and the others will talk to him. I'm sure by the time they get back, Bakura will have a new personal slave.” Yugi smiles over at the sad boy.

“Yeah, Seto will talk some sense into him.” Joey pushes his plate back.

“And if that doesn't work, Marik will beat some sense into him.” Malik laughs as Ryou chuckles. “See, I knew you could still smile.”

“It didn't seem like he wanted me anywhere near him.”

“Don't worry about him. Let's not even talk about it right now.” Yugi says.

“That's a good idea. Uh…any new questions for us Ryou?” Joey leans on the table.

“Is it always just you guys eating supper? I mean this table is enormous.” Ryou asks after a couple of minutes. He lifts his head up to look around.

“Usually the kids join us, but Seto told them not to tonight. We didn't want many people to be here when you met Bakura. Thought it would be better you didn't get over loaded with new people.” Yugi gets up from his seat.

“Zemti and Hikaru should be out of their lesson now. They're probably in our room playing games.” Malik rubs Ryou's shoulder.

“Lessons?”

“Yep, Zemti is training to be a Healer. I'm so proud.” Malik smiles. “You have to be very smart to be a Healer.”

“And Hikaru is training to be a Rave. He's got some of the best senses in the mansion.” Yugi walks over toward the entranceway of the dining room.

“Yugi, what are you doing?” Joey shakes his head at the smallest boy.

“Just trying to tell where they went.”

“Probably to the Ballroom.” Malik looks back at the leaning form of his friend. “You know they don't like us to hear them fight.”

“This is all because of me, isn't it?” Ryou looks down at his hands folded in his lap.

“No it's not. See what you guys did.” Joey rolls his eyes at the other two mates as he walks to stand behind Ryou. He squeezes the little guys shoulder as Malik gets up to stand.

“Sorry Ryou.” The rounded one says.

“Its not you guys.”

“And its not you. Its Bakura.” Yami enters, giving Yugi a little pat on the butt as he turns quickly away from the entrance. “Ryou, you will go to Bakura's room tonight to sleep and begin your life as a personal slave. If he does something you don't like or he hurts you just come to me. Don't be afraid to, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Where is he anyway?” Joey jumps as arms circle is waist.

“Him and Marik went out for a walk. Said they'd be back later.” Seto kisses Joey's ear, making the other boy shiver.

“Well, come on Ryou. We'll go see if Zemti and Hikaru are in my room.” Malik starts wobbling toward the door. The others follow.

They walk back through the library and to the small room with four doors. Taking the door on the left they walk up a flight of stairs. Reaching the top Ryou finds himself in another long, dark blue hall.

“This hall connects to all of our rooms.” Yami points down the slightly dark hall. “To the left there is mine and Yugi's first. Further down is Bakura's room. First to the right is Marik and Malik, last is Seto and Joey. Feel free to knock on any door at any time if you need one of us.”

Ryou nods quietly as they lead him over toward the first door on the right. As they enter he notices the sand colored walls first. A large four poster bed, covered in a white comforter, rest against the back wall in the center, on either side rest small dark tables with little lamps. On the walls left and right of the door hang several old knives and swords. Walking further into the room, Ryou notices a light tan sofa to the right of the door facing a large flat television mounted to the wall. Sitting on it are two boys playing with remote controllers in hand.

“Ryou, this is Hikaru.” Malik points to the boy closest to him. Ryou knows instantly that he is Yami and Yugi's son, his tri-colored hair proves it. As well as his dark purple eyes, like Yami's, that are trained on the television. He raises a hand to wave at Ryou, not even looking away. Malik chuckles. “And this is my little Zemti.” He points to the blonde-headed boy beside Hikaru. The boy is small like Malik. He turns light violet eyes to Ryou.

“Whose that?”

“This is Ryou. And be nice.” Malik pops Zemti in the back of the head as he moves to sit next to him.

“Sorry. Hello Ryou.” He smiles over at the chuckling boy.

Seto moves over toward the television. He reaches down and pulls the plug of the video game causing Hikaru to groan out.

“Uncle Seto, I was about to beat him.”

“Too bad, we have company.” Seto stands, with his arms folded, in front of the television. Joey smiles at the young man on the sofa before going and sitting at Seto's feet.

“So, who are you again?” Hikaru nods at Ryou as he pushes his different colored hair out of his eyes.

“Ryou.” Ryou wraps his arms around himself, nervously shifting from foot to foot.

“He is Bakura's new personal slave.” Yami leans against the walk on the other side of the television, Yugi in front of him.

“Uncle Bakura? Are you sure?” Zemti looks at Malik.

“Yep. He needs someone. And besides, who could resist a cutie like Ryou.” Malik giggles as a deep pink spreads over Ryou's cheeks.

“Hikaru.” Once Yami gets the attention of his son he motions for him to move, glancing at Ryou.

“Oh, sorry. Here Ryou, have my seat.” Hikaru hops over the back of the sofa to lean on it.

“Thank you.” Ryou sits beside Zemti. “Um, my I ask…why do you call them your uncles?” He glances over at the blonde next to him.

“Well, they help raise us so they are kinda like our uncles.” Zemti turns his head to look at Malik. “Where's father?”

“He went out with Bakura. Probably hunting. Bakura was a little hot-headed.”

“Not liking the thought of a personal slave?” Hikaru chuckles behind the three on the sofa. “I would love one.”

“Not until you are older. Much older.” Yugi's voice is firm, causing the others to laugh.

“Something wrong Ryou?” Joey leans back against Seto's legs.

“How did you get these.” He points to the television and video game, as well as the shelve filled with games. “I thought they stopped making them hundreds of years ago.”

“They did. But Seto is a whiz with electronics. They were found in houses and Seto fixed them up. We have a DVD player in our room and Yugi and Yami and Bakura have CD players in their rooms.”

“Oh.”

“I hate that little…” Marik's voice trails off as he enters the room. He looks around to find everyone there.

“What's wrong father?”

“Bakura, the little…I don't even know a name bad enough to call him.” He walks over to Malik, leaning down to kiss his lips.

“Calm down, sweetie. You know Raia doesn't like it when you yell. He kicks me like crazy.” Malik rubs his belly. Zemti reaches over and rubs too.

“Sorry.”

“So what happened with Bakura.” Yami steps closer to Marik.

“We didn't even get far off the grounds before we got into a fight. Fucking little bastard punched me. Ouch.” He grabs his arm where Malik hit him.

“Watch your mouth.” He turns to Zemti. “You didn't hear that.”

“Yes, dad.” Zemti giggles.

“Anyway, he said he didn't need a babysitter. He was old enough to make his own decisions. We said some things that I obviously can't repeat here with out getting hit again.” He glances at Malik for a moment. “He walked off behind the mansion before I could hit back.” They all turn toward the closed door as they hear a door down the hall slam shut. “And that would be him.”

“He sounds happy.” Hikaru walks over to the door. “Come on Zemti, lets go mess around in my room.” The two boys walk out the window.

“Don't stay up to long.” Malik calls after them.

“Where are their rooms?” Ryou asks quietly.

“At the end of this hall is a door that leads to another hallway. Our children's rooms are there.” Yami crosses the room to the door. “Come on Ryou, I'll take you to Bakura's room. Yugi I'll meet you in our room after I'm done.”

“Okay.” Yugi sits down in the place Ryou was as the two leave the room.

“I have feeling Ryou's in for some tense days.” Seto watches as the door closes.

TBC
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