Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Forgotten ❯ City of Demons ( Chapter 2 )

Title: Forgotten

Subtitle: Chapter Two -- City of Demons

Series: YuGiOh!

Author: Fallen Angel -- Angel of Death and Rebirth, Hugger of Cathan-sama and Rapp-chan, the Happy Goth/Outsider and Stalker of Cute Psychos

Genre: angst/drama

Warnings: yaoi, yuri, incest, the usual, MAJOR Yugi angst, vampirism (such a great word)

Timeline: alternate universe

Plot Bunny: As the Dark Pyramid continues to grow, a veil of darkness covers the entire city. Meanwhile, the Shadows prepare an ancient ritual, which will pass their knowledge and abilities down to another they have chosen. [AU, Jou x Yugi, Yami x Nephthys, Yami x Yugi, Bakura x Ryou, some Seth/Otogi]

Otogi Muse's Disclaimer: Fallen-sama does not own YuGiOh! It belongs to Kazuki Takahashi. Fallen-sama is only a low-life, bisexual female fanfiction writer who loves yaoi stuff and heavy bondage.

Fallen's Notes: Seto and Mokuba aren't brothers in this fic. Seto is Seth - the third Dark Lord so when I refer to Seth, others know him as Seto if they haven't already met him as Seth. Also, I've noticed in some original Bakura pictures that Bakura has violet eyes so I've given him violet instead of brown. I could not put Yami Malik in this, however much I wanted to, because he wasn't in Ancient Egypt -- he was created when Malik's father carved the hieroglyphics of the Pharaoh's Memory onto his back. Believe me, I have the comic to prove it [Malik was such a cutie when he was younger ^_^ and a hunk when he's older ^_~]. In a way, I'm glad he killed Malik's yarou tousan [bastard father]. Then we would have never gotten the psycho we all love and adore ^_^ I love Yami Malik as much as I love his aibou. He grew on me like fungus.........

Otogi Muse: *sweat-drops* She calls them psychos, she should look at herself......

Fallen: *glares* Be quiet, Otogi, and get back to work! *cuddles Mariku Muse* Anyway, I have moved this to MediaMiner.org because of that stupid NC-17 rule on ff.net. They're gonna loose a lot of clients and fans by that move. If people don't read the warning sign properly, they shouldn't read it at all! It's clearly marked with NC-17 and they shouldn't be sending in complaints and stuff. It's so unfair to all us NC-17 fans. I myself am only 16 but I read them and write them anyway [I have been doing so since grade 8]. And this is gonna have yummy NC-17 stuff. This chapter anyway. *squeals* I love Yami Bakura! I love Yami Malik! They are why my site is now called "Cute Psychos". Go take a look ^____^ And Otogi-chan will be playing a big part in this ficcie. Just wait and see. *snickers at her picture of nekkie Seth/Otogi*

Otogi Muse: *sweat-drop grows* Shameless plug requirements met. ONWARD!

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Yugi watched the Dark Pyramid with fascination, an almost psychotic glint in his cruel amethyst eyes. Already the darkness was spilling fourth, allowing demons from the Shadow Realm to appear. All set for his Dark Lords to move in. They wouldn't need him for a while. He disappeared and reappeared in the dark shadows, eyes widening and then narrowing. So she was the messenger, ne? The messenger the High Lord Yami had told him about. Then what was she doing with his love? He was about to step out when the thoughts of his blonde lover reached him.

'Yu-chan......you promised you'd come for me.'

"They promise but they never do. I was once promised the same, eons ago. But my love never came and left me stranded between Shadow and Light. I eventually came to be this way, half and half, torn between my two worlds."

He wanted to hurt her, wanted to so badly it was almost exhilarating. He felt hands on his shoulders and turned his head slightly, meeting those deadly crimson eyes. "You don't need him, little Yugi," Yami purred, a tongue flickering over his lips slightly as they disappeared and reappeared in the lord's large, luxurious room. "We have never needed the Lights, never needed anything from them. You would have eventually had to throw him away, as I had to."

Yugi left the high lord's arms and sat down lightly on the black-silk-sheeted bed, spreading his legs slightly. "Is that what happened to you, my Lord?"

Yami walked over and knelt down, wrapping an arm around his lithe waist and placing a finger on his lips. "When we are alone together, little one, you may call me Yami. And yes, that is why my own heart has grown so cold and alone. She was the only one I have ever loved and yet I had my responsibilities as the next Dark Lord. And we Shadows can never love those of the Light. Such is the position you and your Jounouchi have been put in. We can only love one another or love a mortal and lead them to the Shadows." The finger trailed away from the soft petal-like lips and ran over the curves of his face, eventually wiping away that one, lone tear that had escaped.

"Hush now. We never cry." Yami rose from his knees and sat on the bed, gathering Yugi up into his arms, a hand gently caressing through the soft, spiky multicoloured hair. He felt the small body he was holding onto begin to shake, his waist clutched like he was a lifeline. Yami only sighed softly and shook his head, allowing his midnight hair to fall over his eyes. 'Little Yugi......soon you will see that we have no need for such petty emotions. We are Shadows, destined for loneliness and emptiness, no matter how much we may share it with another of our own kind.........'

******************** -- Kaiba Mansion -- ********************

Seth heard a knock on his bedroom door and looked up slightly from his book before marking his page and placing it on the nightstand. "Come in."

Mokuba looked in, poking his head through before walking in and closing the door. He began fidgeting with his pajama sleeves. "Um, oniisama, can I sleep with you in your bed tonight? I'm scared......"

"Of course, Mokuba." Seth moved over as his "brother's" face brightened slightly. Mokuba moved in beside him and the two snuggled down under the covers. Seth let his hand caress through the silken black hair, a cold smile curling on his lips. Now was the time.........

******************** -- Elsewhere -- ********************

Bakura took a drink of his beer, watching the bodies on the dance floor. Music hadn't sounded like this the last time he'd heard it. But then again, they had been locked up in the shadow realm for the past three thousand years since the pharaoh's brother had imprisoned them. He was planning on taking at least one of those sweaty bodies home tonight. At least that had been his plan until he saw the lone boy standing near a corner of the bar.

The boy would have looked almost exactly like himself if it wasn't for the fact that his eyes were a deep chocolate and his hair was blue. He was leaning against the bar on his elbows, generously showing the package beneath the tight black denim jeans that were met halfway with black combat boots. His torso was covered partially in a black sleeveless skive and his arms covered with fuck bracelets [1] and silver bracelets, two black silver-studded bands covering his wrists.

Bakura watched the boy tapping his foot lightly to the gothic music, enjoying the way he was moving his neck ever so slightly as it arched practically begging to be kissed. The silver-haired Dark Lord downed the rest of his drink and began making his way over through the crowd that lined the bar.

Ryou flicked his hair lightly over his shoulder, looking around the room. He smiled to himself, liking the next song that played. It described him so well. His schoolmates and parents would probably die if they ever knew he dressed like this and went club hopping. Sweet, innocent Ryou Yusuke [2], not really an innocent at all. His parents thought he was over at Honda's helping him get ready for that damnable math quiz they had coming up. Hell, he'd probably had sex more times than most of the upperclassmen, even more than those who weren't gay. When he had moved to this city, the first thing he had done was go out to check if the clubs were any good. This was the best one he had found so far. Blood Gem [the name of the club] allowed anything as long as it was consensual.

He saw someone off to the side that caught his eye and was surprised at how much he looked like him. He looked to be about seventeen, with layered silver hair and violet eyes. Ryou's smile grew, blowing a bubble with his grape gum before he arched his neck, a signal that was almost his trademark. He watched the stranger down the rest of his drink and starting to weave his way over through the crowd lining the bar. Blood Gem was always busy on Friday nights but tonight it was packed to the brim. Ryou let his smile slide almost and his eyes become a bit bored-looking when the silver-haired guy finally reached him after almost ten minutes.

"Enjoying yourself?" came the husky whisper near his ear as arms wrapped around his shoulders and another black-clad body shielded his from the world. The violet eyes were intense, holding some hidden meaning as to why the silver-haired one was so forward.

"Perhaps," he purred, wrapping his arms around the slender neck and letting them dangle down the back. Ryou smiled slyly as he slid forward, making their crotches rub together, the smile growing when he heard the other gasp. "Could you make my evening more exciting than this dull club?" He didn't have time to say anything else as his lips were captured in a bruising kiss before a tongue slid out and ran down to his neck, leaving a trail of saliva that sparkled in the ever-changing lights.

"What's you name, bitch?" the other whispered, tongue trailing around the curves of one ear.

Ryou let his eyes roll back and licked his lips before answering. "Ryou Yusuke. Yours?"

"Bakura. Just Bakura."

******************** -- Elsewhere -- ********************

Yugi allowed the ancient one to lean down and capture his lips in a soul-searing kiss. It was comforting, almost, to know that at least someone loved him. He himself had never been loved until Jounouchi, always mocked and ridiculed, teased and abused. He allowed Yami to wrap his arms around his waist and press him against the black-sheeted bed, surrendering to the mindless pleasure. Being a Shadow was truly rewarding.

Yami frowned slightly at how the little one was being so open, spreading his legs ever so slightly. One his age shouldn't give so easily, but then again he was one of them and Shadows were passionate and wild when it came to sex. The Dark Lord shook his head slightly, wondering why in the hell he was starting to care so much. He leaned down, starting to take off Yugi's Shadow uniform.

"My little dark angel," Yami purred, gently stroking one cheek. "One day soon, my little one, all I have will be yours. You are destined for it, destined for greatness, destined for darkness, destined to lead our Shadows to a world where we will rule."

******************** -- Kaiba Mansion -- ********************

Mokuba froze when he felt a warm, wet tongue stroking his neck, a hand slithering down one of his thighs. The black-haired angel whimpered slightly, knowing it was his elder brother -- his own flesh and blood -- doing this to him. He refused to open his eyes, refused to believe it. A dark, silent chuckle reached his ears as the hand made its way down into his pajama bottoms, squealing slightly when it grasped his young manhood.

"Mokuba," Seto breathed hotly against his neck, his own name sending a shiver down his back. "Don't be afraid, little one. It won't hurt that much."

"Seto, please stop. Please stop, oniisama," Mokuba whimpered, trying to bring his legs up to his chest so he could curl up into a ball. His member was gripped painfully and he rolled over slightly, opening his frightened eyes to see those ice-blue ones glaring down.

"You shall no longer call me by that name," he growled out, pressing his erection against the child's behind. "My true name is Seth, I was never really your brother. I am one of the three powerful Dark Lords. And it's you who shall take my place, little Mokuba."

A sudden light filled the dark room, illuminating the shadows and causing Seth to turn his head away and shield his eyes. He was flung out of the bed and pinned to a wall. When the light died down, he looked to see how before looking at the attacker and growling. Jounouchi stood at the doorway, a crossbow in one hand and a feather-arrow in another, plucked from the very silver Light wings that now adorned his back.

"Place anotha' finger on da kid an' he'll be da last t'in ya eva touch, Seth," was the Light Chosen's warning as Nephthys gathered the whimpering Mokuba into her arms. She disappeared in a purple flash of light with the twelve-year-old boy, the blonde following soon after.

Seth snarled before freeing himself from the feather-arrow that attached him to the wall. He crushed it in his hand, letting the silver dust fall to the floor and vanish. Tonight the three Lords were performing the ancient ritual of passage, passing on their skills and knowledge to another that would take their place. Mokuba had been his chosen, but now it seemed like he would have to find another, now that the child was under Jounouchi's protection.

And he knew just the person...............

******************** -- Blood Moon -- ********************

The two stumbled into the room, lips still locked in a passionate kiss and arms wrapped around each other. Ryou had one of his denim-clad legs wrapped around Bakura's waist while the said Dark Lord somehow managed to close the door behind them and move them over to the bed, which they fell onto. Ryou tilted his head back as Bakura's harsh lips left his own to attack his neck once more, hands ripping the black shirt over his head. He was allowed to breathe as dark violet eyes looked at him hungrily, the delicate tongue licking ever so slowly over his jugular vein, wetting it.

"There's something you should know," the husky voice of his new lover hissed into his ear, meeting his eyes slightly. "About me."

"What's that?" Ryou whispered, sliding his tongue over his lips as his breathing slowed down. He felt his eyes widen a little when he saw the long canines in Bakura's mouth, twice the length of normal human ones. But that meant......

"Dark Lords are the most powerful vampires in existence. There are only three of them. I am the second one." Bakura let a hand stroke gently over one cheek. "And now we must pass our knowledge and skills onto someone. I have chosen you for this, Ryou Yusuke. After you absorb everything within my being, I will vanish and you will take my place."

"Vampires?" the blue-haired one whispered, wrapping his arms around Bakura's neck and looking off to the side. As a Goth, one of his favourite things were myths and legends about creatures the world had only ever heard of in stories and folklore. In one of his books his father got him on an archeological dig in Cairo was something about vampires of Ancient Egypt, or something like that anyway. Apparently they had been sealed inside a Dark Pyramid and the powers of a "shadow realm" with them. He had always wanted to be one, but now......he wasn't so sure.

Bakura kissed his lips once again as Ryou fought his mind over his desire. If he agreed, he'd give up the lover he'd only just found......

******************** -- Elsewhere in Domino -- ********************

Ryouji Otogi walked along the dark Domino streets, looking up at the starry night sky. There hardly seemed to be any clouds about, so the sky was full of stars and a nice warm breeze. A perfect night for a walk alone. He stretched, untying the hairband and letting his raven hair fall down to his waist. To someone far off, he may have looked like a girl.

Otogi was worried. It was six months now since Yugi had disappeared, three nights since Anzu and Mai had been murdered, almost two days since Jounouchi had disappeared too. Ryou kept on disappearing at nights, saying he had a study group. They were slowly but surely falling apart, one by one going off in different directions. The only one he ever saw now was Honda and the tall brunette said he never saw any of the others.

He heard something snap and turned around, eyes finding nothing but darkness behind him, illuminated by the few street lamps that were on. He turned around warily and continued on, only to bump into someone and fall down, landing on his hands and nearly breaking a wrist. "Gomen nasai," he apologized, standing up and brushing himself down.

"Just who I was looking for," a familiar voice purred from the darkness. "Perfect."

Otogi looked up, eyes widening slightly as he recognized the person in front of him. "Kaiba??" A cold smile curled around Seth's lips as he reached out and grabbed the boy tightly, nails nearly digging into the exposed upper-arm flesh and drawing blood. Otogi shivered, even in the warmth of the night air. He didn't like what Kaiba possibly had in mind. Not at all.

******************** -- Elsewhere -- ********************

Yami allowed the night breeze to brush against his body, not bothering to cover up as he stepped outside onto a balcony of sorts. He looked back inside, following the moon's glow back to the little one laying on his bed, exhausted from their activities. The Dark Lord smiled slightly before shaking his head and snarling to himself. He mustn't think like that about his heir, the one who would receive everything of his after the other two completed their rituals. It had been so long, but the time had finally come.

His soul would finally gain freedom he so desired.

******************** -- Jou's apartment -- ********************

Jounouchi came back from the kitchen, a glass of milk and several cookies in his hands. He figured Mokuba would probably want something to calm himself down after the experience he just went through. A snarl curled on his lips as he thought about how the bastard had been posing as his brother all these years. Mokuba was curled up on the couch in a tight ball, soft whimpers leaving his lips every so often as he allowed Nephthys to comfort him. The black-haired boy was tough when you first met him, but underneath it all he was just your average child, scared of the outside world if you didn't have anyone to hold your hand or protect you.

The blonde looked at the fallen angel on the couch beside him, running fingers through his hair and rubbing a circle on his back, murmuring comforting words. He had become rather accustomed to her over the past two days and it almost seemed normal. Jounouchi knelt down in front of the kid, holding out what he had brought in for him.

"Here, kid. This might help you relax a little," he whispered, used to dealing with little kids since he was an older brother himself. Jounouchi stood after Mokuba took them and motioned for Nephthys to follow him into the kitchen. The fallen angel did so without hesitation.

"What're we going to do with him?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest. "We can't send him back to that hell hole, it was bad enough having to stop Seth from taking away his innocence."

Nephthys raised a hand to her chin, thinking. "We could always teach him to become a Light. He could be very useful......" She suddenly grew tense, eyes dilating until it looked like she had no soul.

Jounouchi grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her. "Nephthys, what's wrong? Answer me, damnit!"

"No......no, it's not possible. They couldn't have done," she whispered, breathing becoming sharp and fast.

******************** -- Elsewhere -- ********************

Yugi moaned softly as soft, feather-light fingertips brushed against his naked skin. Yami smiled down at the fledgling before kissing him on the cheek.

'Goodbye, little one. May our paths cross again someday.........'

With those final words sent to Yugi's mind, Yami's body disappeared in a flash of black light.

END OF CHAPTER TWO

[1] According to Enkidu-sama in her fic "Get Free", these are little black plastic bracelets and when someone breaks one, you have to have sex with them. XD I gotta get me some. My sex life is dull.

[2] Because I was calling his darker half "Bakura" in this fic, I couldn't have Ryou with the same name, could I? Therefore I chose Yusuke, and not because of Yu Yu Hakusho *cries* I did a YYH test and got Kuwabara! I hate the guy!!

Fallen's EndNotes: Well, that's it for chapter two, hope everyone liked it. It didn't go as well as I thought it could have but I didn't wanna emotionally and physically scar Moku-chan

Seto Plushie: Too late.

Fallen: *glares at her Mokuba-infested plushie* ANYWAY, so I chose Otogi instead. He's such a cute guy and doesn't get fics centered around him very much so I decided to pay some attention to him in this one. *goes silent for a minute* HE'S MINE, MINE!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *glomps her Otogi Muse*

Otogi Muse: *sweat-drops as he gets squeezed to death, eye twitching* R&R mudcake for anyone who reviews.