Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Four-Sided Triangle ❯ The Challenge ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Four-Sided Triangle

Author: Tsutsuji

Rating: PG-13, will become NC17.

Pairings: Bakura/Yami (will also be Ryou/Yugi, and implied B/R and YY/Y)

Summary: Bakura forces Yami to accept an unusual challenge, but something else is going on...

Warnings: semi-non-consensual (but non-violent) sex.

AN: This takes place after Duelist Kingdom and before Yugi meets up with possessed Bandit Keith. It's meant to be based in anime canon, and I hope it doesn't seem too far out of character. I'm messing with the idea of Shadow Games and the Shadow Realm, but it's no more inconsistent than the dub. The names I use for the characters and the names they use for each other may be confusing at first but will sort themselves out eventually.

This part reposted 9/17/04 with minor changes.

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It all began very quickly. Yami was meditating alone in his soul room, only vaguely aware of Yugi's surroundings as his other half took a shortcut through a park, talking with one of his friends while on the way to meet the others. Suddenly, without warning Yami was pulled to the forefront. He found himself standing there in Yugi's place as the Puzzle flashed brightly and dark magic crackled in the air around him. That was surprising enough, but at the same time he felt Yugi's presence yanked away, and it seemed that a door slammed shut between them.

"No!" he shouted, reaching for Yugi's mind with his own, but it was a second too late. Yugi was gone.

Yami looked around frantically, trying to orient himself. It had grown dark under the trees, although as far as he could tell it was still mid-morning. Off to his left there seemed to be a deeper shadow, like a curtain of darkness. Out of this shadow stepped a figure, too dark for Yami to make out his features except for a wreath of silvery-white hair and a red gleam in his eyes. There was a flash of gold on his chest as the figure stepped forward. He was still hidden from full view, but Yami knew at once who it was.

"You!" Yami said, realizing that the body of Ryou Bakura had once again been possessed by the ancient Spirit of the Ring. So, Yami thought, the Ring had not been lost on the Duelist Kingdom island, as Honda had intended. He should have known.

"You didn't honestly think I was gone for good, did you?" the Spirit's low voice came from the figure as he stepped into the dim light.

"What have you done? What happened to Yugi?"

"Your little partner is on his way to the Shadow Realm, along with my other self."

"Return them at once! You have no right to send them there."

"They aren't there yet. They are waiting on the borders. I have a challenge for you, Pharoah - a Shadow Game. of course. If you loose, they will be sent to the Shadow Realm permanently. But you have my word that they will remain unharmed as long as our game continues, and if you win, they will both be returned safely."

"The word of a thief and a stealer of souls?" Yami challenged. "What good is that?"

"A thief I may be, but even I am bound by the Rules of a Game of Shadows. If you accept my challenge I shall be bound by the outcome, no matter what. However, if you do not accept, your little Yugi remains on the borders of the Shadow Realm until I choose to set him free - if I choose to, that is."

"And what if I loose? What are you really after?"

The Spirit gave a little laugh. "What am I after?" he said softly. "You may discover that eventually. If I win, I take the Millenium Puzzle, of course. In which case, the fate of little Yugi will no longer be of much concern to you or to me. I may even set him free once I have the Puzzle in my possession."

Yami gritted his teeth. It was true that even the evil spirit would be forced to honor his word, the ancient Rules of Magic and the Shadow Realm would see to that. But no doubt he knew of ways to break those rules if he really wanted to.

"You are a liar and a cheat. Why should I trust you?"

The spirit chuckled. "As a matter of fact, it would be rather difficult to cheat in the game I have in mind."

"What is your challenge, then?" Yami asked, realizing with surprise that the spirit was not referring to a game of Duel Monsters.

"It's quite simple," the spirit said, lowering his voice to a purr that sent shivers down Yami's spine. "You will use all of your considerable skill to bring me, and yourself as well, to sexual climax."

Yami gaped at him. "What?!"

"I'm sure you understood the meaning of my words," the spirit answered, sounding amused.

"That's - " Yami took a step back from him, at a loss for words.

"Disgusting? Immoral? Depraved?" the other suggested. He chuckled again, and took a step toward Yugi, coming into full view. He spread his arms, his hip cocked suggestively. "Come now, is the idea really so unappealing? You must admit, if you haven't noticed it before, this body is really quite attractive, isn't it?"

"Ryou Bakura's body," Yami insisted, "not yours to use as a toy for your own pleasure!"

But through his shock and disgust, and his concern for Yugi, Yami did in fact notice for the first time that Ryou's body, hidden under overlarge shirts and faded denim, was quite appealing. The spirit's confident presence revealed the beauty of Ryou's slim, well-shaped form, which Ryou's diffident and awkward manner kept hidden. The spirit further emphasized this by running his hands over his chest and torso to reveal the body's contours under the loose shirt.

"Hmph," Yami made a noise of protest, trying to subdue his flicker of interest in the unusual challenge. "I don't want to imagine what depravity it would take to arouse an evil spirit like you," he said.

"My desires are not so different from your own, I assure you. I admit I have visited the extremes of sexual pleasure in the past, but I am not at the moment interested in risking any real damage to this body."

Bakura - Yami found himself using the familiar name for the spirit, as if it just seemed to fit - continued to run his long fingers over himself, brushing his hands along his hips and flicking them across his groin. Yami couldn't help but notice that Ryou's jeans seemed to fit rather more tightly and revealingly on the Spirit. Noticing Yami's gaze, Bakura laughed quietly. "You may find your task easier than you expect."

For a moment Yami was distracted in spite of himself as he watched Bakura's fingers travel across his chest, but then the gleam of the Millennium Ring caught his eye and brought his attention back to the situation.

"There's a catch, I'm sure," he said suspiciously.

Bakura smiled. "Hmm. Is there? Well, perhaps, but the only way to find out is to accept my challenge and see what happens. Meanwhile your little partner is waiting on the edge of the Shadow Realm, and while his soul will not be damaged there, it's still not a very pleasant place to spend the afternoon. So make up your mind. Do you accept my challenge or not?"

Yami considered his options. Even though he didn't trust the Spirit, the challenge did not seem impossible, especially since Bakura already seemed to be doing half the job himself. His delicate fingers were playing over his chest, tweaking one nipple through the fabric of Ryou's t-shirt. Bakura stood with his legs spread, his head tossed back slightly, looking down at Yami with smouldering eyes.

Yami found himself intrigued, his competitive instincts awakened by the unusual challenge, and his curiosity piqued as he wondered what the Spirit really wanted. Besides, as far as he could tell at the moment, he had no other choice if he wanted to save Yugi. He prodded the magical barrier that had been thrown up between them, and found it holding fast. The emptiness where Yugi's presence should have been was alarming.

"All right then," he said, feeling as if he was stepping off a ledge into an abyss of unknown depth. "I accept your challenge."

The spirit nodded and smiled. "A wise choice. You may begin anytime."

Yami refrained from saying that it appeared Bakura had started without him. He took a step forward, his arms coming up to reach for him, but then hesitated.

Bakura laughed. "What's the matter? Have you forgotten this after your long imprisonment in the shadows?" he taunted softly. "No doubt your host is thorougly inexperienced in this area as well," he added.

"He is not my host!" Yami said indignantly. "He is - my partner."

"Hmm. How touching. And speaking of touching, isn't there something you should be doing?"

Yami glared at him defiantly, but found he was completely unsure of where to start. "What... What do you want me to do?" he asked, without letting a hint of submission come through in his voice.

Bakura didn't laugh as Yami half expected him to do. Instead, he just smiled and opened his arms wide again.

"Come here - and you can start by kissing me. Try to convince me that you really mean it."

Yami gave him a look that would have skewered the soul of a normal man, but the Spirit was unaffected, and stood waiting. Steeling himself, Yami stepped forward, placed his arms on Bakura's shoulders and pulled him down, tilting his own face up until they were eye to eye.

Slowly he leaned up to bring their lips together. Fighting the urge to take the evil spirit by the neck and squeeze with all his might, instead he moved as gently and carefully as he could, brushing their lips together lightly. He slid one hand behind Bakura's neck, his fingers twining in the silken white hair, and the other hand caressed his cheek, gently pulling him forward. He nudged Bakura's lips apart with his own, finding the feel and taste not at all unpleasant.

Yami expected resistance, but to his surprise, Bakura leaned into the kiss, opening his lips easily. Yami slipped his tongue inside, and was rewarded with a little intake of breath from Bakura. Encouraged, he deepened the kiss. Bakura's tongue met his own and they tasted each other, exploring rather than competing. Yami's hand slid down to Bakura's chest, pressing against the nipple that Bakura had hardened earlier and playing with it.

"Hmmm," the Spirit said, pulling back after a few more moments of this light teasing. "Not a bad beginning," he said, his voice a low murmur, "but you still have a long way to go."

"I never begin a game by playing my best card," Yami replied. He pulled Bakura's head down and took his lips in another kiss, this one deep and hard, and the Spirit returned the kiss with surprising eagerness. Realizing that, for the moment at least, this was what Bakura wanted, Yami kissed him harder still, invading the other's mouth as if he was trying to take hold of Bakura's soul.

***

Ryou shivered in the gloomy chill, his arms wrapped around his long legs as he sat on the cold ground. He waited, knowing what was coming, and it wasn't long before his expectation was fulfilled.

There was a dull flash of greenish light and lurid colors danced before his eyes for a moment before the shadows closed in again, and then there was a heavy sound as of something falling to the ground. He scrambled toward the sound, searching anxiously in the dim light. He soon found what he was looking for: a body lying in a tumbled heap, as if tossed casually to the ground. Ryou made a sound of distress, carefully turning the boy over to check for injuries. It was Yugi, of course, and he seemed unharmed, but he was still unconscious. There seemed to be a little more light around him, as if he'd been able to bring some of the living world with him to this shadowy place.

Ryou touched his face gently to see if he would awaken, but he was not surprised when he didn't. He knew well enough that it would take some time for his spirit to revive after being wrenched from his body and dumped here. Sighing, he sat on the ground again, looking down at Yugi with concern. After a moment's hesitation, he lifted Yugi's head gently to cushion it in his lap, and made him as comfortable as possible. Then he settled in to wait.

*continued in Part 2*