Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Engulfed in Shadows ❯ Chapter 1

[ 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, maybe more…
Pairings: Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Seto/Joey, Bakura/Ryou, others?
Guide Website: http://www.freewebs.com/engulfedtrilogy/

General A/N: This the sequel to Engulfed in Brightness which was the sequel to Engulfed in Darkness. This is the last in the trilogy except for the sidestories that will be posted next.

THIS STORY CONTAINS YAOI AND ADULT MATERIAL IN PRETTY MUCH EVERY CHAPTER INCLUDING MALE PREGNANCY…SO IF THIS IS NOT YOUR THING OR YOU ARE TOO YOUNG DO NOT GO ANY FURTHER THEN THIS LINE…YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Engulfed in Shadows
Chapter One
by Ravenx

“So why are they fighting?” Yugi glances over at the tall sandy blonde mate beside him as he walks down a long dark green hall.

“I'm not sure. Seto just said that they got into a fistfight after feeding last night. Yami and him had to force them apart.” Joey rolls his honey colored eyes.

“You would never know that Marik and Bakura are Majestics the way they act sometimes.” Yugi shakes his head as he moves toward a large oak door to the left.

“Where are they anyway?”

“I don't know about Marik and Malik but Bakura should be in here.” The short tri-colored mate opens the door and enters with Joey behind him.

The large room is longer than it is wide with dark burgundy walls and dark wood floors. To the left of the door is an oak cabinet filled with board and card games. A round dark wooden table is in front of the cabinet with five chairs around it, all beautifully crafted. Further down the wall is another smaller cabinet of dark wood with a little refrigerator beside it of black. On the far wall is a CD player on a shelf, in the corners are two large speakers facing into the room. A pool table with a red velvet top sits near the wall with two sofas in the center of the room back-to-back, both burgundy with white swirls. Two white haired boys sit on the sofas, one facing the door and the other on his knees on the other sofa.

“Hey!” Yugi waves at the two before jumping as a black dart flies through the air and into the dartboard to the right of the door. “Don't do that!”

“Sorry.” A tall white haired boy with sharp dark brown eyes shrugs before throwing another dart at the board.

“Athan, behave.” Ryou says from the couch before looking over at the two coming into the room. “Hey, what you guys doing?”

“Bored out of our minds.” Joey smiles as he sits down on the sofa next to the Ryou, Yugi sitting next to him.

“We thought we'd come see what you guys were doing.”

“Can I play the winner?” Joey looks to the two vampires playing darts.

“Whatever.” Bakura narrows his eyes as he throws a red dart toward the board.

“How are you, Brennan?” Yugi looks to the tall white haired vampire on the sofa behind them.

“Fine. I'm like you guys, bored.” Brennan's thin arms are wrapped around Ryou's neck, his chin resting on his dad's shoulder, lighter brown eyes watch his twin and father.

“Where's Yami and Seto?” Ryou snuggles back into the sofa and his son's arms.

“They're helping to rearrange the boys' room and getting another twin bed in there.” Yugi smiles over at the small white haired mate.

“You're turn Joey.” Athan moves toward the couch.

“Oh, I have to play against Bakura? Guess I know who wins.” Joey gulps before getting of the sofa, Athan sitting down in his seat.

“You did good, baby.” Ryou leans over to kiss his oldest son's cheek.

“One day I will beat him.”

“You'll never be able to beat father in darts.”

“Shut up, Brennan.” Athan snaps at his younger brother.

“Stop it, you two.” Ryou pops the twins in their heads, his light brown eyes never looking away from his mate throwing darts.

“Sorry, dad.” Brennan kisses the top of Ryou's head before sticking his tongue out at Athan.

“Are you two ever going to grow up?” Yugi giggles from beside the oldest twin.

“Why should we?” Athan tilts his head to the side, his long, thin neck popping.

“Baby, don't' do that.” Ryou shivers.

“Uncle Joey, I don't think you are doing any good.” Brennan chuckles into his dad's hair as he watches Joey's dart embed in the wall next to the board.

“I'm no good at this.” The tall sandy blonde whines.

“Any one want to play pool?” Yugi gets up and walks over toward the red velvet covered table.

“I'll play.” Ryou jumps up, stopping to kiss Bakura on the cheek.

“Beat him, dad.” Athan and Brennan turn in their seats to get a better view of the pool table.

“We aren't interesting anymore?” Bakura asks his sons.

“Its pretty obvious you're going to beat Uncle Joey but dad and Uncle Yugi are matched in pool, so it will be more fun to watch them then you.” Brennan smiles sweetly at his father.

“Whatever.” Bakura rolls his eyes.

“I'm surprised neither of your children's first words were `whatever.'” Yugi giggles to Ryou.

“I know.” Ryou breaks the balls, an orange striped one sinks into a corner pocket.

“Way to go dad.” Brennan smiles.

Ryou winks at his sons before moving around the table to aim the white ball at another striped one. Taking a moment to set the shoot up, he finally knocks another ball into a pocket. After sinking one more ball he misses, moving over he sits next to Brennan on the sofa.

“Okay, so Bakura kicked my butt.” Joey flops down on the couch next to Athan, turning to look over the back as Yugi sinks a solid green ball.

“Thought so.” Athan mumbles, Brennan chuckles.

“Behave.” Ryou gets up to take a shot, yelping as he bends down and feels a strong hand on his rear end. “Bakura! Stop, I have to shoot.”

Bakura takes a seat next to his youngest twin, smirking as he watches his mate's rear end shake in front of him. After missing his shoot Ryou is pulled back onto Bakura's lap, his neck is attacked with moist lips. The smaller white haired boy giggles as hands wrap around his middle, pulling at the hem of his tight, white tank top.

“You guys have fun, I'm going to see if Seto needs my help.” Joey rolls his eyes at the lovers as he moves off the sofa and toward the door.

“I'll be up later.” Yugi calls before missing a shoot. “Ryou, its your turn. Ryou. Ryou!”

“Huh?” The smiling mate looks up. “Oh, here, Brennan, you shoot for me.” Ryou hands his son his cue, getting up long enough to turn around and straddle his mate's lap.

“You two need to go to your room.” Athan rolls his eyes over his father's shoulder.

“You need to mind your own business.” Bakura growls between kisses.

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“Hey, baby.” Joey wraps his arms around his tall brunette son as he stop in the dark blue hall.

“Hey, dad. I thought you went to the game room.”

“I did but after getting beat by Bakura playing darts I decided to see if they needed any help with the kids' room.” Joey starts moving down the hall again, Brayden falling.

“I think they're pretty much done, probably just playing now. I poked my head in a while ago and they were finishing with the new bed.”

“Brayden, you know you should be in there helping your father.” Joey shook his head at his youngest son.

“Yeah? Well shouldn't you have helped to?” Brayden smirks as his dad pouts before reaching an open door on the right of the hall.

“Oh just shut up.” Joey smiles while walking into the room.

The light blue walls are covered with silver circles of all sizes. A large dark blue chair sits near the door with a twin bed on its other side. The bed has a light green comforter with orange and yellow dots covering it, sheets of orange and a pillow of yellow. On the opposite wall is another twin bed, this one with a comforter of grayish blue with gold pyramids on it. The sheets and pillow are a matching grayish blue. In between the bed sits two bed side tables and two doors, one leading to the closet and the other one to the bathroom. At the foot of the second bed is a large wooden cabinet holding tons of games with a huge toy chest in the corner next to it. Toys of all kind are pressed up against the wall on the silver carpet.

“Wow, you guys did a great job.” Joey walks over to his tall mate who leans against the wall to the right of the door.

“No thanks to you, puppy.”

“Or Yugi.” Yami mumbles as he tries to make a stuffed dragon sit on top of the large toy box, the blue creature keeps falling when the vampire lets go of it.

“We thought the big, strong vampires could handle carrying in a twin bed. Were we wrong?” Joey smirks.

“No, but it would have been nice for some help.” Seto nips at his mate's ear.

“Where are Drake and Saiai?”

“In their room.”

“We'll shouldn't they have done this and not you guys?”

“They wanted it to be a surprise for Adrian so they took him to their room while we did all the work.” Yami rolls his eyes as he finally lets the dragon fall to the floor.

“Father, help!” A short tri-colored boy runs into the room and behind Yami, his small hands fisting in the tall vampire's black tank top.

“What is it, Kurai?” Yami looks down at his seven-year-old son.

“Come here you little rodent.” Another tri-color haired vampire runs into the room, this one much taller than the first.

“Akira! Watch what you call your brother.” Yami snaps.

“Sorry, father.”

“Now, what is going on?”

“That little…Kurai drew all over my paper I was assigned to do in training. It took me forever to get that research paper perfect and the little runt draws on it! Father, you have to do something about him.” Akira points at the cowering boy behind his father.

“Calm down. Kurai, why did you do that?”

“I didn't mean to. I thought it was just some paper I could draw on.” The little boy pouts up at his father.

“Akira, just…just recopy the paper.”

“What! He is going to get away with this? That isn't fair, father.”

“He isn't getting away with anything. Kurai, you're going to help the slaves in the kitchen with washing dishes after every meal for the next week. Got it?”

“Yes, father.” The small boy pouts, his head resting against his father's hip.

“That sound alright to you, Akira?”

“Yes, father.”

“Come on, Akira. I'll keep you company while you recopy your paper.” Brayden grabs the other boy's hand and drags him out of the room.

“Are you mad at me, father?” Kurai picks at the hem of Yami's shirt.

“No, just be careful the next time you decide to draw. Okay?”

“Okay.”

“How do you like your new room, Kurai?” Joey asks.

“Its nice but what happened to the crib?”

“We took it out. Adrian isn't a baby anymore.” Seto wraps his arms around his lover next to him.

“Yep, a three-year-old deserves their own bed.” Joey smiles.

“Do me a favor, sweetheart, go to Saiai's room and tell them we're finished.” Yami nudges his son toward the door.

“Okay, father.” Kurai runs out the door and down the hall.

“What am I going to do with those two?” Yami runs a hand through spiky hair.

“They love each other, every once in a while they just have to fight. Its what brothers do.” Joey moves away from Seto toward the bed with the green comforter.

“Where is Yugi?” Yami leans against the toy chest, arms folded across his chest.

“Playing pool in the game room the last I saw him. And Brennan was beating him pretty bad.” Joey chuckles.

“Did he say when he was coming back up?”

“In a little. Probably sooner cause Ryou and Bakura were getting pretty serious with the making out.”

“Aren't they always.” Yami rolls his eyes as he watches Kurai run back into the room and over to him. “They coming?”

“Drake is in the shower but Saiai and Adrian are coming.”

“We're here.” Saiai walks into the room, stopping at the door to look around. “You guys did a great job. Thanks father, Seto.”

“What about me?” Joey pouts from the bed.

“I know you didn't have anything to do with this.” Saiai smirks as he moves further into the room, bending down to set a squirming little boy down on the floor. “This is your new room, baby. Look you even have a new bed.”

The little boy's dark violet eyes look around the room before landing on the bed Joey sits on. Smiling he runs toward the mate.

“Grandma!”

“Hey, Adrian.” Joey picks up the small sandy blonde and looks over at Saiai. “One day I'm going to hurt you for teaching him to call me grandma.”

“It was Drake's ideal.” The tri-colored boy shrugs. “You like your bed, Adrian?”

“Yeah.” The little boy crawls off Joey's lap to sit on his bed, his small hands picking at the comforter. “I have big boy bed.”

“Yes you do.” Joey turns, his slim fingers reaching out to tickle at his grandson's sides.

“You guys ready for the party tonight?” Saiai asks his father.

“Not really.”

“I don't see the point in it.” Seto smiles as he watches his mate and grandson on the bed.

“Simple, instead of celebrating all of your birthdays individually we got together and decide to lump them all together.”

“We've never done that before.”

“And you kids aren't coming.” Yami adds.

“We're starting a tradition. And we aren't coming because we thought it would be best if you were just around some other created. You can be away from us kids and act like adults.” Saiai laughs as Adrian rolls around on the bed.

“We act like adults around you guys.” Yami looks over to the bed. “Well, some of us can.”

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“S houldn't…oh…shouldn't we be…getting dressed for…oh…for the party?” Ryou moans as his head falls back on the red pillows, his silky white hair framing his face.

“Later.” Bakura mumbles against cool, pale skin.

“But the…party is later.”

“Then we'll miss it.” The vampire nips at his mate's bare collarbone.

“But its your…birthday party.” Ryou's small hand fist into Bakura's soft hair.

“My birthday isn't for a couple months.”

“But they're cel…oh…celebrating all of your birthdays at once…so you need to be there.”

“Who cares.”

“We do.”

“I thought I locked that damn door.” Bakura moans as he looks toward the bedroom door where his two sons stand.

“Babies, what are you doing here?” Ryou sits up, his arms wrapping around his bare chest.

“Thought we had best come make sure you were getting dressed and not anything else.” Brennan moves over to sit on the bed next to Ryou.

“I'll have to make sure I lock the door from now on.” Bakura mumbles as he stands up.

“You did.” Athan grins over his father. “But I learned from the best.”

“And didn't I tell you never to pick our lock.”

“Brennan made me.” Athan shrugs as he moves to sit on the arm of the large black sofa.

“I did not.”

“Yes you did.”

“Boys! Enough.” Ryou pops the back of his youngest son's head.

“Ouch! What about Athan?”

“Oh, good grief.” Ryou rolls his bright brown eyes as he gets up and moves over to his oldest son, popping him in the back of his white covered head as well. “Better?”

“Ouch! No.”

“Yep, I'm happy now.” Brennan lays back on the bed.

“Why don't you two just leave?” Bakura motions toward the closed door.

“Because you have to get dressed, father.” Athan leans over to rest his head on Ryou's shoulder.

“And you should dress nice.” Brennan adds from the bed.

“I'll just throw on a pair of jeans and a shirt.” Bakura moves toward the closet.

“No, you have to look nice. Athan, you take father and I'll take dad.”

“Okay.” Athan gets up from the arm of the sofa, taking a firm grip on his father's arm he moves him over toward the bed. “Stay.”

The two boys disappear into the closet, they can be heard mumbling to each other with the occasional laugh.

“I think we might be in trouble.” Ryou moves over next to his mate.

“I think you're right.”

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“ ;What are you kids going to be doing while we're at this party, Raia?” Malik stands in his sand colored room brushing his pale blonde hair.

“I don't know. Probably just mess around.” The small pale blonde sits on bed, his pale violet eyes watching his dad.

“Just don't make too big of a mess.” Marik calls from the bathroom.

“Maybe one of us should stay with you guys.” Malik puts his brush in the bedside table.

“Dad, we aren't kids anymore.”

“You'll have two kids under ten plus four sixteen-year-olds. They can be a handful.”

“First, Akira isn't sixteen, he is seventeen. Second, Saiai, Drake, and Mikado are going to be here to look after the little ones. And third, the rest of us are old enough to take care of ourselves. Don't worry. Just go to the party and have a great time.” Raia rolls his eyes as he hops off the bed.

“What's he worrying about now?” Zemti enters the room, his pale violet eyes looking from his brother to his dad.

“That we aren't capable to handle our selves while they are in the Ballroom for a couple hours.”

“Dad, don't…”

“If you tell me not to worry I'm going to hit you.” Malik pulls on the hem of his shirt. “Do I look okay?”

Tight white leather pants hug his lean legs perfectly, pooling around his bare feet. The dark violet, long sleeved shirt wraps around his upper body tightly. His silver earrings and bracelets shine in the light of the room.

“Dad, you look great.” Raia smiles.

“Perfect.” Zemti agrees.

“And me?”

Marik steps out of the bathroom, his dark brown boots making no sound on the thick carpet. Tight, tan leather pants make his white silk, long sleeved, button-up shirt practically shine. His pale blonde hair looks spikier than usual.

“Nice hair, father.” Zemti covers his mouth with a hand.

“Shut up. I think your father looks great.” Malik leans up on tiptoes to kiss his mate's chin.

“Thanks, kitten. The same goes to you.” Marik bends down, wrapping his arms around Malik's small body as he kisses him passionately.

“Uh, please stop.” Raia turns away as a knock comes from the door.

“I'll get it.” Zemti runs to door.

“Hey!” Yugi smiles as he enters the room. His tight white jeans and long sleeved silk, button-up navy shirt encasing his body. A gold necklace of an upside down pyramid hangs around his thin neck.

“Hey, Yugi. Where's Yami?” Malik moves to the end of bed near the smallest mate.

“Playing with Adrian and Kurai.” Yugi smiles.

“I can't believe you guys have a grand kid.” Marik unbuttons another one of his top buttons.

“Me either. You guys seen Ryou and…uh…you know.” Yugi looks over Malik shoulder at the other boy's mate.

“No.” Malik looks over at his lover who is talking to their sons before turning back to Yugi. “I told him to behave tonight but I don't know if he'll do it. Hopefully Ryou talked to Bakura about being nice. It would really suck if their birthday party was stopped because they started fighting.”

“I know. But if you keep an eye on Marik and Ryou keeps his eyes on Bakura then I think everything will go okay.”

“I told Bakura no fighting or there would be consequences.”

The two mates look to the door where Ryou stands wearing a tight pair of black leather pants that ride very low on his hips and have tiny strips of leather running up and down the sides of his legs in the shapes of X's, his pale flesh showing in between them. His tight black long sleeved shirt is covered with a long sleeved red mesh shirt. Fingernails are polished black and a ruby stud is placed in his belly button.

“Wow!” Yugi's large eyes widen more than normal.

“Uh…Ryou, you look…” Malik looks the white haired mate up and down.

“Brennan dressed me. He said I look good like this.” Ryou toys with the hem of his mesh shirt.

“You do.” Malik agrees.

“I say you look hot.” Marik joins the mates by the door.

“Wow, Uncle Ryou!” Raia goes over to the blushing mate, followed by his older brother.

“When did you get your navel pierced?” Zemti reaches out to touch the ruby stud.

“Athan did it a little while ago. Does it look okay?”

“Are you kidding me? It looks great.” Raia moves to touch the navel ring but is stopped by his dad's voice.

“Okay, you two, that's enough. Why don't you go get Yami and tell him we're leaving. Stop making poor Ryou blush.”

“Okay. Sorry Uncle Ryou.” Raia smiles as he goes out the door.

“Yeah, sorry Ryou.” Zemti follows his little brother.

“You guys look great.” Ryou motions toward the others.

“Thanks.” Yugi giggles.

“It feels weird getting dressed up for a party. I don't remember the last time we all got together without little ones around.” Malik moves over to Ryou.

“It will be nice having only grownups to deal with.” Marik moves out the door, Yugi and Malik follow him.

“Hey, Yami!” Yugi waves at his mate as Yami moves down the hall, his tight black leather pants hanging over black boots. The long sleeved, silk, button-up burgundy shirt shines in the pale hall light.

“Hey, little one. You guys ready to go?” Yami bends down to kiss his mates lips.

“Yep.” Marik walks over to the door leading to the small room that holds four different doors.

“Wait. We're forgetting about Bakura.” Malik calls to his lover.

“Who cares about him.”

“Marik, I told you to beh…”

“I'm here.”

“Oh, Bakura. Come on, the party was suppose to start a couple minutes ago.” Ryou jumps up and down as Bakura walks toward them.

The white haired Majestic wears tight black, low riding, leather pants. He wears a tight black mesh shirt with no other shirt under it. Black combat boots and black fingernails finish off his look.

“You look nice, Bakura.” Yugi smiles from behind Yami.

“Whatever. Can we get this over with?” Wrapping his arms around his mate, Bakura starts toward the door.

“Kura, we have to wait for Joey and Seto.” Ryou pulls on his mate's mesh shirt.

“Sorry we're late.” Joey runs toward the group at the end of the hall. He wears a tight pair of dark blue jeans with an even tighter sweater with horizontal stripes of dark blue and silver. A beautifully crafted silver necklace of a dragon hangs around his neck.

Seto hurries after him, his tight black jeans molded to his legs. The tight dark blue turtle neck showing off his slightly muscled chest. The shiny black dress shoes he wears shine in the little light from the hallway.

“Now can we go?” Bakura rolls his eyes as he continues to the door.

TBC
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Adrian - dark one (Greek)
Kurai - dark (Japanese)

Incase you missed it, this story is set 16 years after EIB. Every time I thought about EIS it always had the twins being older and 16 just sounded like a good number..lol.