Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Engulfed in Darkness ❯ Chapter 4
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By: Ravenx 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Supernatural / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.30.2006 | Pages: 6 | Words: 5.0K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Supernatural / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.30.2006 | Pages: 6 | Words: 5.0K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Completed
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, maybe more…
Pairings: Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Seto/Joey, Bakura/Ryou, others?
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), vampires (so minor blood scenes), MPEG, maybe more…
Pairings: Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Seto/Joey, Bakura/Ryou, others?
Engulfed in Darkness
Chapter Four
by Ravenx
Chapter Four
by Ravenx
“Morning Bakura.” Yami waves from his position at the head of the table.
“Whatever.” Bakura walks around the table to sit next to Ryou. He looks around the table. “Where's the brats?”
“They had to go to work or training.” Yami looks over at Yugi. “What are shall we do today.”
“I don't know.” Yugi smiles at his mate as his chair is pulled closer to the taller of the two.
“Yami, have you forgotten? We have to meet with some of the Destroyers today. The demons are planning an attack. Remember?” Seto looks down the table.
“Of course. It must have slipped my mind. Maybe you boys can go to Joey's room and watch movies today. Let Ryou relax a little and get comfortable.”
“Sounds like fun.” Joey leans his head on Seto's shoulder.
All eyes snap to Bakura as he lets out a surprised yelp, his hands going under the table. Brown eyes narrowing across the table at an innocent looking grinning Malik.
“I'm sure you don't want to go to a boring meeting Bakura. Why not join us?”
“Sure.” Bakura growls still glaring at Malik.
“Okay.” Marik looks back and forth between the two before shrugging. “When is the meeting?” He looks over at Seto.
“Twenty minutes.”
“Then we best get going. You boys behave. That goes especially for you, Bakura.” Yami stands, kissing Yugi on the forehead before walking out the door. The others follow him after kissing their mates.
“So you want to go watch movies?” Joey looks around the small group.
“Yeah.” Yugi stands. “Come on Ryou.” He smiles down at the other boy. They all walk back to the hall that holds all of their rooms. Bakura stays behind the group, his brown eyes watching the white haired boy walking next to Malik.
Joey is the first to his room, opening the door he stands aside to let the others enter. Ryou notices the common layout of the room, a door to the left and right of a large four poster bed. The room's dark blue walls hold several paintings of dragons. Above the bed hangs a beautiful one of a large white dragon with menacing blue eyes. The bed itself is covered in a comforter of blue and silver swirls. To the right of the door is a small sitting area, a large dark blue sofa on silver carpet looks toward a large flat television. To the left of the door is a giant dark oak desk, several gadgets covering it.
“Welcome to my room Ryou.” Joey smiles at the wide-eyed youth as he shuts the door.
“These painting are beautiful.”
“Seto drew them. He's really good don't you think?”
“Yeah.”
Ryou watches as Yugi sits on the floor in front of the sofa, Malik taking a seat on one end of the sofa.
“Come on Ryou. You and Bakura can sit here.” Malik smiles sweetly over to the white haired boys as he pats the cushion next to him.
Ryou walks to sit in the middle of the couch while Bakura reluctantly follows to sit on the other end. Joey fumbles around with DVDs.
“What you guys want to see?”
“A comedy.” Yugi speaks from the floor.
“No, I want a horror.” Malik grins evilly down at Yugi.
“You know I don't like horror movies, Malik.”
“You'd watch one if Yami was here.” Joey says as he continues looking at movies.
“Yeah, cause then they could cuddle.” Malik rolls his eyes.
“Fine, let Ryou decide.” Yugi smiles sweetly at the other boy.
“Err…I don't…” Ryou quiets as Bakura leans over to whisper in his ear causing the pale boy to blush slightly. Bakura leans back, as Ryou whispers. “Horror movie.”
Joey and Yugi stare at the two white haired boys with mouths open.
“What?” Bakura growls out.
“Nothing.” Yugi quickly turns around.
“How about The Ring?” Upon hearing no arguments, Joey puts in the DVD. “I'm going to get some popcorn. Anybody want anything else?” Joey asks as the previews start on the television.
“Joey, we just ate breakfast.”
“You know he can eat all the time, Yugi.” Malik rubs his belly. “But if you're going I feel like something chocolate.”
“You want anything, Ryou?” Joey opens the door.
“Something to drink please.”
“I'll bring us all something to drink. Be back before the movie starts.” Joey runs down the hall.
“I love this movie. You ever saw it Ryou?” Malik glances at the boy beside him.
“No. I've never watched a movie.”
“Of course not, don't know what I was thinking. You'll like this movie. And if you get scared just snuggle with Bakura. I'm sure he'll keep you safe.” Malik kicks Yugi's butt as he chuckles on the floor, missing the blush that resurfaces on Ryou's face.
“Ouch.” The shortest boy scoots further up toward the television.
“Sure you want to do that, Yugi? That girl might come and get you.” Bakura laughs as Yugi yelps and moves back to his original spot.
“What girl?” Ryou whispers to Malik.
“Oh, it's in the movie. You'll just have to watch and see. It's starting, everybody hush.”
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“W e're the ones dying of boredom in that meeting, yet we come back here to find them dead.” Marik chuckles as he enters Seto's room followed by Seto and Yami.
The credits of a movie roll up the television screen, casting a glow over the group sitting in front of it. Joey and Yugi lay on the floor with the top of their heads almost touching. Joey lays on his back, arms and legs spread out, mouth open and snoring. Yugi is curled up on his side in a little ball. A bowl of half eaten popcorn lays behind them, a few pieces on the floor. Several glasses sit around the bowl filled with water.
On the couch they find Bakura with his legs spread out in front of him. His white haired head leaning on the back of the sofa, his mouth open, one arm on the sofa arm, the other laying across the back of the sofa. Ryou's head rest on Bakura's shoulder, one hand rest on the others thigh while the other is clutching Bakura's shirt. His long legs bent beside him on the sofa. Next to him Malik rests his head back similar to Bakura, his hands resting on his belly, legs crossed at the ankles.
The three Majestics just stand and look at the sleeping forms with smiles on their faces. Marik reaches down and grabs some popcorn out of the bowl. Winking at the two boys standing by the door he walks around the back of the sofa. Chuckling to himself he drops the popcorn into the open mouth of Bakura.
Marik jumps back as Bakura coughs up the popcorn, his movements waking up Ryou. Looking around Bakura growls at Marik over his shoulder.
“Asshole.” He growls out.
“I couldn't resist. Didn't mean to wake up you though, sweetie.” Marik smiles at Ryou whose rubbing his eyes.
“Shut up.” Bakura moves his arm from the back of the couch as Ryou brings his feet to the floor to sit up straight.
Seto walks over to kick Joey's leg causing the boy to roll over on his side. The tall brunette just rolls his eyes as he kicks him again this time on the rear end. “Come on pup, get up.” Joey just swats at the foot blindly.
Yami smiles as he goes over to Yugi. Bending down he gently rubs his mate's back. “Wake up little one.”
Yugi's big purple eyes open slowly, he smiles seeing Yami bent over him. Reaching up he wraps his arms around his lover's neck. Yami lifts the little tri-colored hair boy up to his feet, receiving a kiss in return.
“Ouch, would you stop.” Both boys look over to Joey trying to roll across the floor and away from Seto's foot.
“Not until you get up.”
“Why can't you be sweet like Yami?”
“Because he's incapable of such an emotion.” Marik chuckles as he reaches down to tickle Malik's neck. The smaller boy's head jerks up as he laughs, moving to try and get away from the hand. He leans over, trying to hide his face in between Ryou's shoulder and sofa.
Ryou giggles and moves closer to Bakura as Marik moves his tickling from Malik's neck to his underarms, causing the other boy to practically lay on top of him.
“Marik…stop…can't…move like….I used…to.” Malik gasps in between laughing.
“And you're smashing Ryou.” Yugi glances over from his make out session with Yami.
Rolling his eyes, Bakura reaches around Ryou to grab the small boy's waist. Pulling Ryou into his lap so that he sits side ways, his feet flat on the place he was just sitting. Ryou looks surprisingly at Bakura who just shrugs.
“Marik…stop…I mean it.”
“You had best do as he says. Don't want him going into labor, do you?” Yami stands with his arms wrapped around Yugi, a smile on both their lips at the sight of the two white haired boys.
“Alright. I'll stop if you give me a kiss.” Marik leans over the back of the sofa. Malik giggles as he turns his head to comply.
“Don't get too carried away.” Yami says after hearing moans.
“That's not us.” Malik moves to sit up straight, looking around as more moans fill the room.
Yami lets go of Yugi to walk over to the bed, looking at the floor next to it he rolls his eyes.
“Will you two stop it. There are other people in here.”
“Our room.” Seto's voice is mumbled as he kisses along Joey's thin neck. The sandy blonde's hands are wrapped around the lean form of his lover, head thrown back in pleasure.
“Okay everyone out.” Yami turns to the others. “We'll go to our room.”
“There's nothing fun in there to do. Let's go to ours.” Malik says as Marik helps him up off the sofa.
“Fine lets just get out of here before we see something we shouldn't.” Yami walks over to the door, the others following.
“Ain't that sweet.” Malik smiles as Bakura stands with Ryou in his arms and starts toward the door.
“Shut up.” Bakura growls behind him.
“I'm going to get something to drink. Anyone else what something?” Yami stops before they enter Marik and Malik's bedroom. After seeing who wanted what he walks down the hall as the others enter the room.
Bakura sits down on the light tan sofa. Resting Ryou's back against the arm rest, his long, thin legs laying on the cushion next to him. Bakura keeps one of his arms around Ryou's back while the other stretches across the back of the sofa.
Malik smiles as he enters to see their position. He winks at Bakura who growls under his breath.
“What's going on with you two?” Marik looks between his lover and the other Majestic.
“Nothing sweetie.” Malik rubs his belly. “I'll be back in a second.” He goes off to the bathroom on the other side of the room.
Marik looks over at Bakura who just rolls his eyes as turns his head to stare at the wall. Shrugging Marik starts to walk to the couch but he is stopped by a yelp.
“Watch where you're going Marik.” Yugi rubs his arm that was just run into.
“Sorry shorty. Either get out the way or grow.”
Yugi sticks his tongue out at the tall Majestic before running behind the sofa to avoid a grabbing hand.
“Yami will get you if you hurt me.”
“Not if he doesn't know who did it.”
“Ryou will tell him. Won't you?” Yugi turns pleading eyes to the giggling boy on Bakura's lap. All Ryou can do is nod and laugh as Marik starts chasing Yugi around the sofa.
“Come here you little runt.”
“What's wrong, Marik? Can't keep up?” Yugi looks over his shoulder to see a smirking Marik. Gulping he turns back around only to run straight into Marik's board chest.
“What were you saying about me not keeping up?” He smiles again, letting his fangs slide down. Yugi looks up like a frightened deer, staring into darkened violet eyes with a hint of silver swarming in them.
“Marik!” Marik jumps, turning to look at his mate he lets his teeth and eyes go back to normal. “What do you think you're doing?” Malik rest his hands on his hips, foot tapping on the carpeted floor.
“Nothing kitten.”
“Really. I'm gone for two seconds and both Yugi and Ryou are scared to death.” He points to the shaking Yugi and at Ryou who has his head buried in Bakura's neck. Bakura rubs Ryou's back with one hand while the other moves from the back of the sofa to rest on a thin thigh.
“Just playing.” Marik smiles sweetly as he makes his way over to his mate.
“Behave yourself.” Malik hits his mate upside the hand with an open palm before moving to the empty side of the sofa and plopping down. “What do you have to say?”
“Sorry kitten.” Marik rolls his eyes behind his lover.
“Not to me and don't roll your eyes at me.”
“Sorry Yugi, Ryou. Didn't mean to scare you.” He leans down to kiss the top of Malik's head. “Am I forgiven?”
“Only if they forgive you.” Malik swats at Marik's hands as they start to wrap around his shoulders.
“Yugi?” Marik gives puppy dog eyes to the littlest of the group.
“Uh, sure. You're forgiven.”
“Ryou?”
Ryou nods his head against Bakura's shoulder, his hands clasping the tight shirt of the other white haired boy.
“Kitten?” Marik pouts, his head resting on Malik's shoulder.
“I guess you're forgiven.”
“Good.” Malik giggles as his neck is attacked in kisses and licks.
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“Where are they going?” Ryou asks about the Majestics as he enters Yugi's room with the mates.
He sees dark red walls, mostly hidden by large book selves over flowing with ancient looking books. The large four poster bed is covered in a dark blue comforter, red silk sheets peaking out. To the left of the door is a large oak desk piled high with even more books. To the right is a small sitting area with a small dark blue loveseat up against the wall and two comfortable chairs on either side of it facing each other. A low coffee table of dark oak covered in more books lays in between them.
“They're going to feed. They go every couple of days after supper.” Yugi sits in one of the chairs while Joey takes the other on, Malik and Ryou taking the loveseat.
“How did you like supper, Ryou?” Joey pats his full stomach.
“It was delicious. I think salmon is going to be one of my favorite foods.” Ryou smiles as he brushes his hair out of his face.
“See, it's not that bad here once you get used to it. Is it?” Malik pats Ryou's knee.
“No it's not. I like it here.”
“Looks like that isn't the only thing you're starting to like.” Joey wiggles his eyebrows.
“What do you mean?” Ryou starts fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, a light blush forming on his downcast face.
“I think he means Bakura.” Yugi smiles as he tucks his legs under him.
“I don't…he doesn't…” Ryou stumbles over his words.
“You got a crush.” Joey says in a sing song voice.
“No I don't.” Ryou whispers.
“Don't lie. We can all tell you do. Don't we Malik.” Yugi looks to pale blonde.
“It's so obvious that you're falling for him. I'm just glad he took my advice.”
“What advice?” Joey leans forward, his elbows resting on his knees, chin in his lap. Yugi and Ryou both turn to look at Malik.
“I simply told Bakura not to be so cruel. After what Bakura told you last night I knew you would never think of falling for him. Especially after he threatened to kill you.”
“How did you know he said that?” Ryou draws his feet up on the loveseat, his arms wrapping around them.
“Yami was listening at the door. He wanted to make sure you were okay.” Malik runs a hand through his hair.
“You actually talked to Bakura. I mean he didn't try to kill you or nothing?” Joey looks shocked at the rounder boy.
“He can be nice and understandable at times. You just have to know how to talk to him. Plus I knew he wouldn't try anything because of Raia.” Malik rubs his belly. “Then Marik really would kill him, no matter what any body says.”
“Still, you sure are brave.” Yugi leans on the arm of his chair. “I could never talk to Bakura. I can barely talk to Marik. They're both too scary.”
“Hey! What about Seto? He can be pretty scary.” Joey pouts over at his little friend.
“Seto isn't scary, he is just plain mean sometimes.” Malik giggles at the mean look Joey sends his way.
“I thought we were talking about Ryou and Bakura anyway.” The smallest of the group tries to get away from a fight.
“Yeah, so Ryou, you're really starting to like Bakura, huh?” Malik turns a little to face the boy.
“I don't know. He hasn't been as bad today as he was yesterday. And I did kinda like when he carried me to your room this morning. And when he let me sit in his lap.” Ryou's voice is so soft that the others can barely hear it.
“You two looked so cute on the sofa this morning when we were watching movies.” Yugi smiles.
“And when you fell asleep with your head on his shoulder, I actually saw him running his fingers through your hair.” Joey grins.
“He thinks you're beautiful.” Ryou's head snaps over to Malik.
“What?”
“He said you were beautiful.”
“I don't think I've ever heard him say that about anyone.” Yugi looks shocked.
“Me either.” Joey leans back in the chair as the bedroom door opens.
“There you are.” Drake walks in leaning down to kiss Joey on the forehead.
“What you need, baby?”
“Father wanted me to return his sword to your room. Thought I'd just stop by to see what you were doing.” He stands behind Joey's chair, arms crossed over his chest, ice blue eyes narrowed slightly.
“Just talking about Bakura and Ryou.”
“Malik!” Ryou hisses softly at the blonde boy.
“Just like them.”
“What do you mean, Drake?” Yugi looks over at the tall sandy blonde.
“Father, Yami, and Marik are trying to get Bakura to talk about him. They haven't left him alone since they left after supper.”
“Poor Bakura. I don't think he is going to be in a good mood when he gets back.” Yugi bites on his bottom lip.
“He's already about to get in a fight with Marik.” Drake looks over at the small white haired boy hugging his legs.
“Baby, why don't you come and sit down.” Joey pats the armrest of his chair. Drake moves around to sit down still with his icy eyes on Ryou.
“Drake don't be rude.” Joey pats his son's leg.
“Sorry dad. I was just looking.”
“Well, its rude to stare. You should know that.”
“Of course. Oh, guess whose back.”
“Who?” Malik readjust himself on the loveseat.
“Uncle Mokuba.”
“Really? How'd it go?” Joey looks up at the tall boy next to him.
“Good. He said they were attacked by demons on the way home. They lost a couple men but made it back with several good humans.”
“Whose Mokuba?” Ryou asks quietly.
“He is Seto's little brother. For the last couple of weeks him and his group of Raves have been traveling around capturing humans up north.” Joey turns his head from Ryou to Drake. “When can we see him?”
“Father insisted that he get some rest tonight. So I'd say tomorrow.”
“I bet Seto was relieved to see him back.” Yugi rest his head in his hands.
“Yes, the moment he came in the room father started treating him like a child.”
“Sounds like Seto.” Malik chuckles.
“If Mokuba is Seto's brother then why isn't he a Majestic too?” Ryou looks over at Joey.
“Mokuba was born a good three thousand years after Seto. Their father died a long time ago along with the others' fathers which leaves them as the oldest vampires in the world. Which makes them the Majestics.” Joey leans over to rest his head on Drake's side.
“It can be kinda complicated at first. You just have to get used to everything for it to make sense. Don't worry about it if you're confused.” Malik pats Ryou on the arm.
“You'll like Mokuba though. He's nothing like Seto or Drake. He's fun, nice, and so sweet.” Yugi smiles over at Ryou.
“Why am I with my father on that?”
“Because you're like a replica of Seto. You both have those ice blue eyes. And you've got his stone cold stare and crossed arm look down pat.” Malik motions to the current position Drake is in.
“Does Saiai see you in any other positions?” Malik grins at Drake.
“Malik! I so don't need to hear that about my son.” Yugi looks over to see Ryou's confused expression. “Saiai and Drake are a couple. They've been dating for three years now.”
“They make a cute couple, just like you and Bakura.” Malik glances at a newly blushing Ryou.
“So you and Bakura are a couple?” Drake raises an eyebrow at the white haired boy.
“No…I just…he's kinda…”
“He thinks he's hot.”
“Malik!”
“Boy I'm getting yelled at a lot tonight.”
“Shouldn't that tell you something?” Yugi ignores the nasty look sent his way.
All of a sudden the door is jerked open a little bit. Bakura's white haired head sticking in, his brown eyes narrowing at the sight of the mates.
“Ryou, come.” Bakura growls.
“That's not nice Bakura.” Malik watches as Ryou quickly gets up and heads toward the door.
“Shut up.” The Majestic yanks Ryou out the door, slamming it shut behind him.
“Do you think Ryou will be okay?”
“He'll be fine, Yugi.” Malik rubs his belly as he watches the closed door.
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Bakura slams his bedroom door shut as he and Ryou enters. Ryou stands at the bottom of the bed while Bakura grabs several small daggers from a drawer in the bedside table. Ryou gulps as Bakura walks over to the empty right side of the room. Standing on the other side of the room, Bakura throws a dagger at the wall by the door.
“I wish they would just leave me alone.” Another dagger is thrown as Ryou watches closely. “I'm not a child. I don't need them telling me anything.” Another dagger. “Do I look like I need their advice?” Another dagger. “No. I'm a big boy. I'm more than capable of making my own decisions.” The final dagger is embedded in the wall along with the others.
Bakura's brown eyes turn cold, specks of silver swimming in their depths. Growling he looks over at Ryou making the smaller boy jump back a little.
“Bring them back to me.” He nods to the wall.
Ryou walks quickly and silently over to the daggers. Carefully withdrawing them from the black wall, Ryou notices how beautifully crafted they are, made of pure silver with small emeralds and rubies decorating the handles. Ryou carries them over to Bakura who takes them and beings throwing them again. Ryou steps back as Bakura releases his anger. After the fifth dagger is thrown at the wall again Bakura motions to Ryou to retrieve them.
Going back to the wall Ryou gathers the first four with no problem. Standing on his tip toes he still has trouble getting to the last one. His fingers reach, his lean body stretching as far as it can but still not able to even touch the silver dagger.
Ryou's breath catches in his throat as he feels Bakura behind him. He finds himself crushed in between the wall and Bakura's firm chest. The taller boy reaches up and removes the final dagger from its lodged position in the wall but he doesn't move back.
“How are you liking it here so far?” Bakura's breathe ghost over Ryou's ear making the smaller boy shiver.
“I…I like it.”
“How do you like the others?”
“They're very…very nice.”
“You don't have a problem being around vampires anymore?” Bakura lets one of his hands wonder to Ryou's hip, caressing it softly.
“I've…I've gotten used to it in the short…short time I've been here. They're….really nice, easy…easy to get along with.”
“What about me? How do you feel about me?” Bakura leans down further letting his chin rest on Ryou's shoulder. The smaller boy's head is bowed, his white hair hiding his face. The daggers in his hands held carefully against his chest.
“I…I…”
“Do you wish you were never given to me?”
“N…No.”
“Do you want to be someone else's personal slave?” Bakura lets his other hand guide to Ryou's stomach, the dagger pressed up against the flesh. It's cold blade making Ryou shiver more.
“No.”
“Do you find me attractive?”
“Y...yes.”
“Do you find me frightening?”
“Y…yes.”
“Goo d to know.” Bakura steps back letting the hand on Ryou's waist turn him around. Holding out his other hand he takes the other daggers and walks back to the bed, putting them back in the drawer.
Standing next to the bed, Bakura pulls off his shoes letting his shirt and jeans follow. Crawling into bed in nothing but his boxers Bakura covers up, turning on his side.
“Turn the light out. You can sleep on the couch tonight.”
Ryou walks on wobbling legs to do as he is told. His hand never leaving the spot on his hip that Bakura had touched.
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“Whatever.” Bakura walks around the table to sit next to Ryou. He looks around the table. “Where's the brats?”
“They had to go to work or training.” Yami looks over at Yugi. “What are shall we do today.”
“I don't know.” Yugi smiles at his mate as his chair is pulled closer to the taller of the two.
“Yami, have you forgotten? We have to meet with some of the Destroyers today. The demons are planning an attack. Remember?” Seto looks down the table.
“Of course. It must have slipped my mind. Maybe you boys can go to Joey's room and watch movies today. Let Ryou relax a little and get comfortable.”
“Sounds like fun.” Joey leans his head on Seto's shoulder.
All eyes snap to Bakura as he lets out a surprised yelp, his hands going under the table. Brown eyes narrowing across the table at an innocent looking grinning Malik.
“I'm sure you don't want to go to a boring meeting Bakura. Why not join us?”
“Sure.” Bakura growls still glaring at Malik.
“Okay.” Marik looks back and forth between the two before shrugging. “When is the meeting?” He looks over at Seto.
“Twenty minutes.”
“Then we best get going. You boys behave. That goes especially for you, Bakura.” Yami stands, kissing Yugi on the forehead before walking out the door. The others follow him after kissing their mates.
“So you want to go watch movies?” Joey looks around the small group.
“Yeah.” Yugi stands. “Come on Ryou.” He smiles down at the other boy. They all walk back to the hall that holds all of their rooms. Bakura stays behind the group, his brown eyes watching the white haired boy walking next to Malik.
Joey is the first to his room, opening the door he stands aside to let the others enter. Ryou notices the common layout of the room, a door to the left and right of a large four poster bed. The room's dark blue walls hold several paintings of dragons. Above the bed hangs a beautiful one of a large white dragon with menacing blue eyes. The bed itself is covered in a comforter of blue and silver swirls. To the right of the door is a small sitting area, a large dark blue sofa on silver carpet looks toward a large flat television. To the left of the door is a giant dark oak desk, several gadgets covering it.
“Welcome to my room Ryou.” Joey smiles at the wide-eyed youth as he shuts the door.
“These painting are beautiful.”
“Seto drew them. He's really good don't you think?”
“Yeah.”
Ryou watches as Yugi sits on the floor in front of the sofa, Malik taking a seat on one end of the sofa.
“Come on Ryou. You and Bakura can sit here.” Malik smiles sweetly over to the white haired boys as he pats the cushion next to him.
Ryou walks to sit in the middle of the couch while Bakura reluctantly follows to sit on the other end. Joey fumbles around with DVDs.
“What you guys want to see?”
“A comedy.” Yugi speaks from the floor.
“No, I want a horror.” Malik grins evilly down at Yugi.
“You know I don't like horror movies, Malik.”
“You'd watch one if Yami was here.” Joey says as he continues looking at movies.
“Yeah, cause then they could cuddle.” Malik rolls his eyes.
“Fine, let Ryou decide.” Yugi smiles sweetly at the other boy.
“Err…I don't…” Ryou quiets as Bakura leans over to whisper in his ear causing the pale boy to blush slightly. Bakura leans back, as Ryou whispers. “Horror movie.”
Joey and Yugi stare at the two white haired boys with mouths open.
“What?” Bakura growls out.
“Nothing.” Yugi quickly turns around.
“How about The Ring?” Upon hearing no arguments, Joey puts in the DVD. “I'm going to get some popcorn. Anybody want anything else?” Joey asks as the previews start on the television.
“Joey, we just ate breakfast.”
“You know he can eat all the time, Yugi.” Malik rubs his belly. “But if you're going I feel like something chocolate.”
“You want anything, Ryou?” Joey opens the door.
“Something to drink please.”
“I'll bring us all something to drink. Be back before the movie starts.” Joey runs down the hall.
“I love this movie. You ever saw it Ryou?” Malik glances at the boy beside him.
“No. I've never watched a movie.”
“Of course not, don't know what I was thinking. You'll like this movie. And if you get scared just snuggle with Bakura. I'm sure he'll keep you safe.” Malik kicks Yugi's butt as he chuckles on the floor, missing the blush that resurfaces on Ryou's face.
“Ouch.” The shortest boy scoots further up toward the television.
“Sure you want to do that, Yugi? That girl might come and get you.” Bakura laughs as Yugi yelps and moves back to his original spot.
“What girl?” Ryou whispers to Malik.
“Oh, it's in the movie. You'll just have to watch and see. It's starting, everybody hush.”
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“W e're the ones dying of boredom in that meeting, yet we come back here to find them dead.” Marik chuckles as he enters Seto's room followed by Seto and Yami.
The credits of a movie roll up the television screen, casting a glow over the group sitting in front of it. Joey and Yugi lay on the floor with the top of their heads almost touching. Joey lays on his back, arms and legs spread out, mouth open and snoring. Yugi is curled up on his side in a little ball. A bowl of half eaten popcorn lays behind them, a few pieces on the floor. Several glasses sit around the bowl filled with water.
On the couch they find Bakura with his legs spread out in front of him. His white haired head leaning on the back of the sofa, his mouth open, one arm on the sofa arm, the other laying across the back of the sofa. Ryou's head rest on Bakura's shoulder, one hand rest on the others thigh while the other is clutching Bakura's shirt. His long legs bent beside him on the sofa. Next to him Malik rests his head back similar to Bakura, his hands resting on his belly, legs crossed at the ankles.
The three Majestics just stand and look at the sleeping forms with smiles on their faces. Marik reaches down and grabs some popcorn out of the bowl. Winking at the two boys standing by the door he walks around the back of the sofa. Chuckling to himself he drops the popcorn into the open mouth of Bakura.
Marik jumps back as Bakura coughs up the popcorn, his movements waking up Ryou. Looking around Bakura growls at Marik over his shoulder.
“Asshole.” He growls out.
“I couldn't resist. Didn't mean to wake up you though, sweetie.” Marik smiles at Ryou whose rubbing his eyes.
“Shut up.” Bakura moves his arm from the back of the couch as Ryou brings his feet to the floor to sit up straight.
Seto walks over to kick Joey's leg causing the boy to roll over on his side. The tall brunette just rolls his eyes as he kicks him again this time on the rear end. “Come on pup, get up.” Joey just swats at the foot blindly.
Yami smiles as he goes over to Yugi. Bending down he gently rubs his mate's back. “Wake up little one.”
Yugi's big purple eyes open slowly, he smiles seeing Yami bent over him. Reaching up he wraps his arms around his lover's neck. Yami lifts the little tri-colored hair boy up to his feet, receiving a kiss in return.
“Ouch, would you stop.” Both boys look over to Joey trying to roll across the floor and away from Seto's foot.
“Not until you get up.”
“Why can't you be sweet like Yami?”
“Because he's incapable of such an emotion.” Marik chuckles as he reaches down to tickle Malik's neck. The smaller boy's head jerks up as he laughs, moving to try and get away from the hand. He leans over, trying to hide his face in between Ryou's shoulder and sofa.
Ryou giggles and moves closer to Bakura as Marik moves his tickling from Malik's neck to his underarms, causing the other boy to practically lay on top of him.
“Marik…stop…can't…move like….I used…to.” Malik gasps in between laughing.
“And you're smashing Ryou.” Yugi glances over from his make out session with Yami.
Rolling his eyes, Bakura reaches around Ryou to grab the small boy's waist. Pulling Ryou into his lap so that he sits side ways, his feet flat on the place he was just sitting. Ryou looks surprisingly at Bakura who just shrugs.
“Marik…stop…I mean it.”
“You had best do as he says. Don't want him going into labor, do you?” Yami stands with his arms wrapped around Yugi, a smile on both their lips at the sight of the two white haired boys.
“Alright. I'll stop if you give me a kiss.” Marik leans over the back of the sofa. Malik giggles as he turns his head to comply.
“Don't get too carried away.” Yami says after hearing moans.
“That's not us.” Malik moves to sit up straight, looking around as more moans fill the room.
Yami lets go of Yugi to walk over to the bed, looking at the floor next to it he rolls his eyes.
“Will you two stop it. There are other people in here.”
“Our room.” Seto's voice is mumbled as he kisses along Joey's thin neck. The sandy blonde's hands are wrapped around the lean form of his lover, head thrown back in pleasure.
“Okay everyone out.” Yami turns to the others. “We'll go to our room.”
“There's nothing fun in there to do. Let's go to ours.” Malik says as Marik helps him up off the sofa.
“Fine lets just get out of here before we see something we shouldn't.” Yami walks over to the door, the others following.
“Ain't that sweet.” Malik smiles as Bakura stands with Ryou in his arms and starts toward the door.
“Shut up.” Bakura growls behind him.
“I'm going to get something to drink. Anyone else what something?” Yami stops before they enter Marik and Malik's bedroom. After seeing who wanted what he walks down the hall as the others enter the room.
Bakura sits down on the light tan sofa. Resting Ryou's back against the arm rest, his long, thin legs laying on the cushion next to him. Bakura keeps one of his arms around Ryou's back while the other stretches across the back of the sofa.
Malik smiles as he enters to see their position. He winks at Bakura who growls under his breath.
“What's going on with you two?” Marik looks between his lover and the other Majestic.
“Nothing sweetie.” Malik rubs his belly. “I'll be back in a second.” He goes off to the bathroom on the other side of the room.
Marik looks over at Bakura who just rolls his eyes as turns his head to stare at the wall. Shrugging Marik starts to walk to the couch but he is stopped by a yelp.
“Watch where you're going Marik.” Yugi rubs his arm that was just run into.
“Sorry shorty. Either get out the way or grow.”
Yugi sticks his tongue out at the tall Majestic before running behind the sofa to avoid a grabbing hand.
“Yami will get you if you hurt me.”
“Not if he doesn't know who did it.”
“Ryou will tell him. Won't you?” Yugi turns pleading eyes to the giggling boy on Bakura's lap. All Ryou can do is nod and laugh as Marik starts chasing Yugi around the sofa.
“Come here you little runt.”
“What's wrong, Marik? Can't keep up?” Yugi looks over his shoulder to see a smirking Marik. Gulping he turns back around only to run straight into Marik's board chest.
“What were you saying about me not keeping up?” He smiles again, letting his fangs slide down. Yugi looks up like a frightened deer, staring into darkened violet eyes with a hint of silver swarming in them.
“Marik!” Marik jumps, turning to look at his mate he lets his teeth and eyes go back to normal. “What do you think you're doing?” Malik rest his hands on his hips, foot tapping on the carpeted floor.
“Nothing kitten.”
“Really. I'm gone for two seconds and both Yugi and Ryou are scared to death.” He points to the shaking Yugi and at Ryou who has his head buried in Bakura's neck. Bakura rubs Ryou's back with one hand while the other moves from the back of the sofa to rest on a thin thigh.
“Just playing.” Marik smiles sweetly as he makes his way over to his mate.
“Behave yourself.” Malik hits his mate upside the hand with an open palm before moving to the empty side of the sofa and plopping down. “What do you have to say?”
“Sorry kitten.” Marik rolls his eyes behind his lover.
“Not to me and don't roll your eyes at me.”
“Sorry Yugi, Ryou. Didn't mean to scare you.” He leans down to kiss the top of Malik's head. “Am I forgiven?”
“Only if they forgive you.” Malik swats at Marik's hands as they start to wrap around his shoulders.
“Yugi?” Marik gives puppy dog eyes to the littlest of the group.
“Uh, sure. You're forgiven.”
“Ryou?”
Ryou nods his head against Bakura's shoulder, his hands clasping the tight shirt of the other white haired boy.
“Kitten?” Marik pouts, his head resting on Malik's shoulder.
“I guess you're forgiven.”
“Good.” Malik giggles as his neck is attacked in kisses and licks.
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“Where are they going?” Ryou asks about the Majestics as he enters Yugi's room with the mates.
He sees dark red walls, mostly hidden by large book selves over flowing with ancient looking books. The large four poster bed is covered in a dark blue comforter, red silk sheets peaking out. To the left of the door is a large oak desk piled high with even more books. To the right is a small sitting area with a small dark blue loveseat up against the wall and two comfortable chairs on either side of it facing each other. A low coffee table of dark oak covered in more books lays in between them.
“They're going to feed. They go every couple of days after supper.” Yugi sits in one of the chairs while Joey takes the other on, Malik and Ryou taking the loveseat.
“How did you like supper, Ryou?” Joey pats his full stomach.
“It was delicious. I think salmon is going to be one of my favorite foods.” Ryou smiles as he brushes his hair out of his face.
“See, it's not that bad here once you get used to it. Is it?” Malik pats Ryou's knee.
“No it's not. I like it here.”
“Looks like that isn't the only thing you're starting to like.” Joey wiggles his eyebrows.
“What do you mean?” Ryou starts fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, a light blush forming on his downcast face.
“I think he means Bakura.” Yugi smiles as he tucks his legs under him.
“I don't…he doesn't…” Ryou stumbles over his words.
“You got a crush.” Joey says in a sing song voice.
“No I don't.” Ryou whispers.
“Don't lie. We can all tell you do. Don't we Malik.” Yugi looks to pale blonde.
“It's so obvious that you're falling for him. I'm just glad he took my advice.”
“What advice?” Joey leans forward, his elbows resting on his knees, chin in his lap. Yugi and Ryou both turn to look at Malik.
“I simply told Bakura not to be so cruel. After what Bakura told you last night I knew you would never think of falling for him. Especially after he threatened to kill you.”
“How did you know he said that?” Ryou draws his feet up on the loveseat, his arms wrapping around them.
“Yami was listening at the door. He wanted to make sure you were okay.” Malik runs a hand through his hair.
“You actually talked to Bakura. I mean he didn't try to kill you or nothing?” Joey looks shocked at the rounder boy.
“He can be nice and understandable at times. You just have to know how to talk to him. Plus I knew he wouldn't try anything because of Raia.” Malik rubs his belly. “Then Marik really would kill him, no matter what any body says.”
“Still, you sure are brave.” Yugi leans on the arm of his chair. “I could never talk to Bakura. I can barely talk to Marik. They're both too scary.”
“Hey! What about Seto? He can be pretty scary.” Joey pouts over at his little friend.
“Seto isn't scary, he is just plain mean sometimes.” Malik giggles at the mean look Joey sends his way.
“I thought we were talking about Ryou and Bakura anyway.” The smallest of the group tries to get away from a fight.
“Yeah, so Ryou, you're really starting to like Bakura, huh?” Malik turns a little to face the boy.
“I don't know. He hasn't been as bad today as he was yesterday. And I did kinda like when he carried me to your room this morning. And when he let me sit in his lap.” Ryou's voice is so soft that the others can barely hear it.
“You two looked so cute on the sofa this morning when we were watching movies.” Yugi smiles.
“And when you fell asleep with your head on his shoulder, I actually saw him running his fingers through your hair.” Joey grins.
“He thinks you're beautiful.” Ryou's head snaps over to Malik.
“What?”
“He said you were beautiful.”
“I don't think I've ever heard him say that about anyone.” Yugi looks shocked.
“Me either.” Joey leans back in the chair as the bedroom door opens.
“There you are.” Drake walks in leaning down to kiss Joey on the forehead.
“What you need, baby?”
“Father wanted me to return his sword to your room. Thought I'd just stop by to see what you were doing.” He stands behind Joey's chair, arms crossed over his chest, ice blue eyes narrowed slightly.
“Just talking about Bakura and Ryou.”
“Malik!” Ryou hisses softly at the blonde boy.
“Just like them.”
“What do you mean, Drake?” Yugi looks over at the tall sandy blonde.
“Father, Yami, and Marik are trying to get Bakura to talk about him. They haven't left him alone since they left after supper.”
“Poor Bakura. I don't think he is going to be in a good mood when he gets back.” Yugi bites on his bottom lip.
“He's already about to get in a fight with Marik.” Drake looks over at the small white haired boy hugging his legs.
“Baby, why don't you come and sit down.” Joey pats the armrest of his chair. Drake moves around to sit down still with his icy eyes on Ryou.
“Drake don't be rude.” Joey pats his son's leg.
“Sorry dad. I was just looking.”
“Well, its rude to stare. You should know that.”
“Of course. Oh, guess whose back.”
“Who?” Malik readjust himself on the loveseat.
“Uncle Mokuba.”
“Really? How'd it go?” Joey looks up at the tall boy next to him.
“Good. He said they were attacked by demons on the way home. They lost a couple men but made it back with several good humans.”
“Whose Mokuba?” Ryou asks quietly.
“He is Seto's little brother. For the last couple of weeks him and his group of Raves have been traveling around capturing humans up north.” Joey turns his head from Ryou to Drake. “When can we see him?”
“Father insisted that he get some rest tonight. So I'd say tomorrow.”
“I bet Seto was relieved to see him back.” Yugi rest his head in his hands.
“Yes, the moment he came in the room father started treating him like a child.”
“Sounds like Seto.” Malik chuckles.
“If Mokuba is Seto's brother then why isn't he a Majestic too?” Ryou looks over at Joey.
“Mokuba was born a good three thousand years after Seto. Their father died a long time ago along with the others' fathers which leaves them as the oldest vampires in the world. Which makes them the Majestics.” Joey leans over to rest his head on Drake's side.
“It can be kinda complicated at first. You just have to get used to everything for it to make sense. Don't worry about it if you're confused.” Malik pats Ryou on the arm.
“You'll like Mokuba though. He's nothing like Seto or Drake. He's fun, nice, and so sweet.” Yugi smiles over at Ryou.
“Why am I with my father on that?”
“Because you're like a replica of Seto. You both have those ice blue eyes. And you've got his stone cold stare and crossed arm look down pat.” Malik motions to the current position Drake is in.
“Does Saiai see you in any other positions?” Malik grins at Drake.
“Malik! I so don't need to hear that about my son.” Yugi looks over to see Ryou's confused expression. “Saiai and Drake are a couple. They've been dating for three years now.”
“They make a cute couple, just like you and Bakura.” Malik glances at a newly blushing Ryou.
“So you and Bakura are a couple?” Drake raises an eyebrow at the white haired boy.
“No…I just…he's kinda…”
“He thinks he's hot.”
“Malik!”
“Boy I'm getting yelled at a lot tonight.”
“Shouldn't that tell you something?” Yugi ignores the nasty look sent his way.
All of a sudden the door is jerked open a little bit. Bakura's white haired head sticking in, his brown eyes narrowing at the sight of the mates.
“Ryou, come.” Bakura growls.
“That's not nice Bakura.” Malik watches as Ryou quickly gets up and heads toward the door.
“Shut up.” The Majestic yanks Ryou out the door, slamming it shut behind him.
“Do you think Ryou will be okay?”
“He'll be fine, Yugi.” Malik rubs his belly as he watches the closed door.
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Bakura slams his bedroom door shut as he and Ryou enters. Ryou stands at the bottom of the bed while Bakura grabs several small daggers from a drawer in the bedside table. Ryou gulps as Bakura walks over to the empty right side of the room. Standing on the other side of the room, Bakura throws a dagger at the wall by the door.
“I wish they would just leave me alone.” Another dagger is thrown as Ryou watches closely. “I'm not a child. I don't need them telling me anything.” Another dagger. “Do I look like I need their advice?” Another dagger. “No. I'm a big boy. I'm more than capable of making my own decisions.” The final dagger is embedded in the wall along with the others.
Bakura's brown eyes turn cold, specks of silver swimming in their depths. Growling he looks over at Ryou making the smaller boy jump back a little.
“Bring them back to me.” He nods to the wall.
Ryou walks quickly and silently over to the daggers. Carefully withdrawing them from the black wall, Ryou notices how beautifully crafted they are, made of pure silver with small emeralds and rubies decorating the handles. Ryou carries them over to Bakura who takes them and beings throwing them again. Ryou steps back as Bakura releases his anger. After the fifth dagger is thrown at the wall again Bakura motions to Ryou to retrieve them.
Going back to the wall Ryou gathers the first four with no problem. Standing on his tip toes he still has trouble getting to the last one. His fingers reach, his lean body stretching as far as it can but still not able to even touch the silver dagger.
Ryou's breath catches in his throat as he feels Bakura behind him. He finds himself crushed in between the wall and Bakura's firm chest. The taller boy reaches up and removes the final dagger from its lodged position in the wall but he doesn't move back.
“How are you liking it here so far?” Bakura's breathe ghost over Ryou's ear making the smaller boy shiver.
“I…I like it.”
“How do you like the others?”
“They're very…very nice.”
“You don't have a problem being around vampires anymore?” Bakura lets one of his hands wonder to Ryou's hip, caressing it softly.
“I've…I've gotten used to it in the short…short time I've been here. They're….really nice, easy…easy to get along with.”
“What about me? How do you feel about me?” Bakura leans down further letting his chin rest on Ryou's shoulder. The smaller boy's head is bowed, his white hair hiding his face. The daggers in his hands held carefully against his chest.
“I…I…”
“Do you wish you were never given to me?”
“N…No.”
“Do you want to be someone else's personal slave?” Bakura lets his other hand guide to Ryou's stomach, the dagger pressed up against the flesh. It's cold blade making Ryou shiver more.
“No.”
“Do you find me attractive?”
“Y...yes.”
“Do you find me frightening?”
“Y…yes.”
“Goo d to know.” Bakura steps back letting the hand on Ryou's waist turn him around. Holding out his other hand he takes the other daggers and walks back to the bed, putting them back in the drawer.
Standing next to the bed, Bakura pulls off his shoes letting his shirt and jeans follow. Crawling into bed in nothing but his boxers Bakura covers up, turning on his side.
“Turn the light out. You can sleep on the couch tonight.”
Ryou walks on wobbling legs to do as he is told. His hand never leaving the spot on his hip that Bakura had touched.
TBC
100704/19152
I keep forgetting to tell the origins of the kid's names, so here they are:
Japanese: Saiai (beloved), Mikado (emperor), Hikaru (light)
English: Drake (dragon)
Egyptian: Zemti, Raia