Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Hostile Takeover ❯ Consolation ( Chapter 38 )

WARNING: MARIK X RYOU LEMON!!! TWO GUYS MAKING LOVE!

Normally I wait to do review responses on non-lemon chappies, but…oh well.

Also, usually, I separate my lemon chappies, but I feel like breaking my own rules today.

Star: your idea is a good one. I may be able to squeeze it in somehow. It may be tricky, but I'll see what I can do.

Ryou's mistress: *sweatdrop*

Lady Elfskye: No, they find nothing.

Shadow of Light: They find aten's clothing, but Aten won't show until next chappie.

Isawa 16: It's ok. Part of reading fics and writing is get carried away. It's all good.

Dragondreamer: Kind of a switch to see Tris so pessimistic.

Amane Bakura: The worst part is…Malik doesn't know anything about what happens to him. No, Aten, being a victim of incest anyway, would not think of touching his sister like that. He may look at her, but only because her body is so much different than his own. Aria' s more curious in that department, though.

Elizabeth marie rose: No, Umi crushes on her big time!

bakachibi voidfox: You'll find out…*grin*

Valea: Aten comes back in next chappie.

Super JM: Aten will be ok.

Malik lover and Bakurasgirl worshipper: NO! NOT BUNNIES! yup..4 sequels.

Consolation

Tristan and Otogi talk to ryou and marik. Marik x ryou lemon.

Tristan and Otogi knocked on Ryou' door nervously. Marik opened the door looking tired. His fingers gripped the side of the door tightly.

"Tell me you were able to find my little boy, Taylor. Please," Marik whispered.

Tristan looked down solemnly. "We have to talk to you and Ryou, Marik."

Marik stepped aside and let Otogi and Tristan in. Ryou stood on the stairs, having just tucked Aria into bed for her afternoon nap.

Otogi gave Ryou a slight smile. "Come down, Ryou."

In his soulroom, Bakura clenched his chest. Pain shot through his heart. It wasn't so much the physical pain, but it was the emotional shock that hit him harder. Bakura laid on the cot in his cold-as-ice soulroom and grit his teeth against the pain.

Ryou sat beside Marik on the couch. Ryou and Marik held hands as Otogi and Tristan sat on the other two single chairs.

"Ryou, there's no easy way to say this," Tristan said taking a deep breath.

Bakura clenched his fist as a burst of pain and sorrow hit him.

"My child is dead, isn't he?" Ryou asked, his brown eyes filling with tears, his body shaking uncontrollably. His body tensed waiting to hear the news that every parent dreads.

Otogi sighed. "We don't know, Ryou. Tris and I were just at KaibaCorp. We found something."

"What did you find?" Marik asked quickly.

"We found Aten's jeans and his shirt…..covered in blood," Otogi said as calmly as he could.

//Oh dear Ra, no…..//

Ryou's hand went to his chest. "Oh gods……he's dead."

Marik leaned back, if his heart beat, it would have stopped and sunk. Marik's hands began to tremble. "Any trace of my son?"

"No. Mokuba locked down the building and we even brought in the police and dogs, but no trace of Aten was found."

"Nothing?" Ryou asked biting his lip to keep from sobbing loud enough to wake up his sleeping daughter. "Nothing at all of him was found?"

Otogi shook his head. "They dusted for prints and they also searched for blood spots around the room. Nothing."

"They suspect Malik did it."

Marik looked up, his body trembled. "Why?"

"Because the bloody clothes were found in Malik's room in KaibaCorp. He went there to stay for some reason."

Marik released Ryou's hand and buried his face in his hands crying. "He killed my son. My child. He killed my Aten! Dear Ra…..My son….My child. My baby boy."

"We don't know that he's dead," Otogi said, putting his hand on Marik's knee.

Marik stood up, using the side of the couch as support. "I've heard enough. I cannot listen to this." Marik staggered to the steps and climbed the stairs slowly, his face contorting with pain. Otogi sat beside Ryou.

"Don't give up hope, Ryou. Aten may still be found."

Ryou looked over at Otogi sadly. "How can I believe my child is alive after what you told me? How can I not think my only son is dead?"

//Ryou? I'm sorry. I only wish I could hold you.//

/……..I want my baby boy home, yami./

//Marik needs you, Ryou. And I know you need him. Go to him. I will understand.//

Ryou stood up. "Thank you for all your help, Tristan and Otogi."

Tristan took Ryou into his arms. "Ryou, if you need us, don't hesitate to ask."

Ryou sighed. "The only thing I want right now is to hear that my son is somewhere alive and safe."

Ryou climbed the steps and closed Aria's bedroom door. Ryou walked into Marik's room and shut the door behind him. He found the yami sitting on his bed looking at a piece of paper in his hand. He sat down beside the blond yami and looked at the paper.

On the paper was a drawing of Marik and Aten cuddling. On the top was written in English, "I Love my Daddy. By: Aten Bakari Ishtar."

Marik wiped away a tear. "I saw him drawing. He was sitting on the floor and coloring. My little boy was singing songs to me. But, I couldn't respond. He hugged me. Aten kissed me on the cheek. But, I couldn't respond."
Ryou sighed and looked at the desk. He walked to it and picked up a picture of Marik holding Aten as a newborn. Aten fit in Marik's entire hand. His little body was wrapped in a blanket that was two times his size. Aten was sucking on his thumb, nuzzled into his father's chest.

Ryou returned to the bed and sat beside Marik. "We took this after we brought him home from the hospital. I was so afraid we wouldn't be able to bring him home. He was so weak. The doctors lost him a few times."

Marik sighed. "I blamed myself for his heart problem. To hear there was a good chance he wouldn't survive past his fifth birthday, was the hardest thing for me to hear. I was so happy when we brought him home."

Ryou placed the picture beside the bed and buried his face in his hands. "My little boy…..my precious angel." Ryou let out a sob and Marik brought him into his arms.

Marik let out a choked cry. "I cannot believe I lost another child. My son is dead. I lost my last hope."

Ryou and Marik stroked each other's hair. Ryou pulled back and looked into Marik's purple eyes. "I love you, Marik."

"I love you, too, Ryou. Gods, I love you," Marik said dropping on his knees in front of Ryou and bowing before him until his forehead touched the ground.

Ryou leaned down and brought Marik's face close to his own. "Marik…please…take the pain away."

Marik pressed his lips to Ryou's quickly, dominating the kiss. Ryou stroked Marik's hair gently, knowing the yami was prone to flashbacks of his last time with Malik. Marik needed him and he needed Marik's comfort.

//Ryou?//

/Yami?/

//We love you.//

/I love you, yami./

Marik's kiss trailed down to Ryou's neck, licking and gently sucking on the tender flesh. Marik unbuttoned Ryou's shirt slowly and peeled it off Ryou's body. The hikari lifted Marik's shirt off of him, making him break off his attention to his neck.

//Gods, Ryou….I almost forgot how good Marik felt when he kissed me like this.//

/You feel this?/

//You haven't broken the mindlink. I can feel everything….oh gods..Marik.//

The blond shifted closer to Ryou and slowly began to rid the hikari of his jeans. Marik kissed down to Ryou's left nipple and brought it between his lips. His thumb reached to its twin and brushed against it, teasing it into a hard little bud. Ryou buried his face in Marik's hair and let out a tiny whimper as waves of pleasure raced through his body. Tears came down Ryou's face as Marik continued to lick and suck at him gently.

Marik kissed down Ryou's side, giving each rib a gentle kiss. Ryou laid back on the bed as the yami dipped his tongue into his belly button.

"Marik, can I touch your hair?"

Marik looked up hesitantly. "Why?"

"I won't if you don't want me to," Ryou said looking down. "I know I was nervous after the cabin. I was afraid of Bakura touching my hair."

Marik nodded. "You can."

Ryou's fingers snaked through the blond, spiky hair. Marik pulled down the zipper on Ryou's pants and slowly removed the rest of Ryou's clothing.

Ryou's naked form laid before him, his body red and slightly quivering.

Ryou's manhood started to leak the first evidence of release.

Marik leaned down and kissed Ryou's birth scar. Marik pressed his forehead to the scar and let out a quiet cry.

"My son………why did Ra have to do this to me? Why did he see fit to take another son away from my arms?"

Ryou also let out a choked sob. "I still remember carrying him. I was so happy when I had him! My only son."

/Yami, why did Aten have to leave me?/

//I don't know, love. You need Marik now. Marik needs you.//

Marik's tears fell onto the scar and trickled down to the patch black curls below. Marik kissed the scar again.

"Ryou…….I love you."

Ryou rest his head back and closed his eyes as he felt a hot, wet cavern surround him. Ryou's hands left Marik's hair and fisted the sheets.

"Oh my….Marik," Ryou moaned as Marik licked his arousal, taking in the weeping drops of translucent fluid.

Marik reached over and grabbed a bottle of cherry-scented oil and coated his fingers. Ryou's body went momentarily rigid as a finger entered him suddenly.

[Now, now, my boy. You don't want your son to see you not enjoying yourself.]

Ryou grabbed Marik's wrist. "Stop. Give me a minute."

//Shit. Ryou, breathe deeply. Remember who you are with. You are with Marik. He will not harm you.//

/I know…I still tense up when you do this to me./

//I know, angel. Just relax.//

Marik looked up. "What's wrong?"

Ryou clenched his eyes. "Flashback. I saw my father bring Aten into the room and Tim was doing this to me. I was hanging off the edge of the bed like this as Tim was doing this to me. Hold on. Give me a minute."

//It's not real, Ryou. It's not real. You're with Marik. He won't hurt you. Relax.//

Ryou covered his eyes and breathed deeply. "It's not real. It's not real."

Marik stopped, frozen in place until Ryou nodded and told him it was ok to proceed.

"Are you ok?"

Ryou nodded and stroked Marik's face gently, the yami momentarily wincing.

"It's ok, Marik. I won't hurt you. I need you. I want you."

Marik nodded and enveloped Ryou again as the hikari slowly raised his hips into the welcoming warmth. Marik slowly turned and twisted his finger inside the hikari.

Bakura laid on the cot in his soulroom feeling every motion of Marik inside his hikari. //Gods, he is so good at this!//

Ryou's body clung to him, desperate not to let him leave. Marik placed another digit inside Ryou and carefully reached up to brush along Ryou's prostate. He winced, feeling an internal injury inside Ryou that was caused by his time spent in the cabin with his father.

//Crud. He found your injury, didn't he?//

/Feels…so ….good….anyway…../

Ryou arched his back, moaning and writhing, as Marik stretched his body.

Marik pulled back and stood up to remove his pants that were now too constricting.

Ryou sat, reached up, and pulled down Marik's jeans. Marik stroked Ryou's cheek as Ryou removed his last piece of clothing.

Ryou looked at Marik's arousal, already weeping. Ryou laid back on the bed, placing his head on the pillows. Marik grabbed the oil and covered his manhood with it. He crawled on the bed and covered Ryou with his body.

The blond leaned down and brought the white-haired boy into a kiss.

A soft, gentle moan was heard as Marik entered the body below him. Marik pressed deeply into Ryou and stopped. The blond placed his head on Ryou's chest and let out a sob.

//Gods….Ishtar….I miss you, Ishtar.//

"I can't believe he's gone," Marik cried.

"I want my son back," Ryou sobbed into the tuft of blond hair.

Marik pressed his lips to Ryou's chest and slowly began to move within Ryou's body. Ryou whimpered as Marik's manhood stretched and caressed his inner walls.

"Love you, Marik," Ryou whimpered.

Marik let out a choked sob as he buried himself deeper into Ryou. Ryou sobbed as he wrapped his legs around Marik's waist pulling him closer.

"Ryou……love you," Marik sobbed as he stabbed Ryou's prostate hard. Ryou arched his back and raised his hips in time with Marik's desperate motions.

//Gods…so close…I can feel everything…so good.//

Marik slammed into the body beneath him, crying. Ryou cried along with his lover. Ryou closed his eyes as each penetration slammed against him and shook his thin frame. The blond reached between them and grabbed Ryou, stroking him.

"Please, Ryou…..Gods, please."

Ryou grabbed the bedsheets as the headboard slammed into the wall. The hikari's body shook with his impending orgasm.

//Ryou…so close….oh god…oh god…!//

Marik slammed him into the mattress again as Ryou arched his back, spilling himself over Marik's hand.

Tears flowed out of Ryou's eyes as he climaxed.

Marik grabbed Ryou's hips and pulled him closer. Marik pressed inside Ryou one last time and spilled his white-hot release into Ryou with a sob.

The yami collapsed onto Ryou, shuddering and weeping. Ryou cried, stroking Marik's hair.

"It's ok, Marik. It's going to be ok."

Marik whimpered. "My son is dead. My son is dead. My son is dead."

Ryou closed his eyes as Marik s body climaxed again, flooding him once again with Marik's essence. "Marik?"

Marik rolled off of Ryou, rocking himself again and covering his face weeping. "Marik?"

//Ishtar?//

"My son is dead. My son is dead. My son is dead."

Ryou stood up and tried to rouse the yami from his mantra. "Marik? Talk to me."

//Ishtar? What the hell?//

/Yami, he won't get up./

"My son is dead. My son is dead. My son is dead."

Ryou picked up his clothes from off of the floor. "Marik? Please. I don't want to be left alone again."

The same mantra was repeated. Ryou picked up a towel from the desk. Ryou knew Marik hid towels in his room. Now he knew why. He cleaned up the evidence of their lovemaking and covered Marik with a sheet.

He turned back as he opened the door "Marik?"

"Why did I have to lose another child, Ra? Why?"

Ryou looked down and saw Aria standing there. "Did you have a good nap, honey?"

Aria yawned. "I'm hungry, mommy."

//Let him go, Ryou. Our child is hungry.//

/I thought this would help us. I needed him. He needed me./

Ryou looked back at Marik as he rocked himself on the bed. He sighed. "I guess I'm all alone again. Let mommy get dressed and then I'll start dinner."

Aria squealed. "Yeah!" Aria looked into Marik's room. "Is Daddy Marik feeling better?"

Ryou shook his head. "No, baby girl. Give him another day."

Ryou dressed and carried his daughter downstairs to cook supper.

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I do not own "My Immortal" by Evanescence. Though Aria and Aten are mine!! *squishes Aria plushie*

Ryou's POV

my immortal

i'm so tired of being here
suppressed by all of my childish fears

Aria was tucked in bed for her afternoon nap. I tucked her in bed and she looked up at me with large brown eyes.

"Why is daddy not out of your head yet, mommy?"

It was hard to fight back the tears on that one. "Auntie Yami won't let daddy out."

"Why not? My daddy did nutting wrong."

My hand brushed her cheek lightly. "I know that, darling. Just close your eyes and go to sleep."

"I'm scared daddy may not come out anymore. What if I never see my daddy again?"

I leaned down and kissed my daughter's forehead. "I will talk to Auntie Yami again, sweetheart.

and if you have to leave
i wish that you would just leave
because your presence still lingers here
and it won't leave me alone

Marik, I don't know what to say to you anymore. I need help here. If you want to go, just go. Seeing you like this does not help me. It makes it harder for me to keep going. You just lie there, but you haunt me. Memories of what I used to be after the cabin follow me everywhere.

All I did was rock and cry. I couldn't do much else. What else could I do? I felt defeated. I felt ruined. I felt hurt.

But my son needed me to stay strong for him.

I need you to stay strong for me.

Where are you, Marik?

If you want to leave, leave. Your presence is like a waking nightmare.

You are a constant reminder of what I cannot become. If you cannot help me, leave.

After losing my son…..I cannot handle the extra emotional burden you place on me.

these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase

I went downstairs and saw Aten and Aria's playpen in the corner. Aria didn't play with it anymroe, but Aten continued to play in it and sleep. I remember placing him inside and finding him minutes later curled up in the corner cuddling his Change of Heart plushie.

The very first time I placed him in there, he played with his little toy monkey. I took the monkey out of the playpen and pulled the string.

The little monkey clanged its cymbals and I fell to my knees sobbing, my heart ripping in two at the sound that caused my little boy to clap his little hands and laugh.

when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears

I clutched the monkey to my heart with one hand and held onto the playpen in the other. When my little boy cried, I was there to wipe his tears away. It hurt me more to think that whatever happened to him, I was not there to wipe his last tears away from his young face.

When he was scared, I held him against my chest. He listened to my heart. He would cuddle against me so close.

He always felt so warm and his skin was so soft.

My regret…I could not calm his last fears if he is indeed……dead.

and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me

//Hikari? Love?//

/What if my little boy is dead, yami? What am I going to do?/

Bakura pressed his head against the door of his soulroom. I retreated into my soulroom and left it. I stood in front of my yami's soulroom and opened the tiny window. He reached out a hand. His skin was burning hot. I looked inside. A bright light was coming from the barred window in his soulroom. It was daytime in his soulroom….a time of intense heat.

Bakua looked through the window, his body was covered in sweat, the skin on his wrist started to blister from the intense heat. When it was night, he froze to death. Now, he was blistering.

"My love…I am so sorry."

"Yami? My son……what shall I do?"

Bakura cupped my cheek in his hot hand. "I will be here for you, Ryou. I promised to love you no matter what happened to us."

My eyes filled with tears. "I want you to hold me, yami. But you can't! I need you so bad! I need your touch and I need your love so badly!"

"My love. I need you, too. So tired….so alone."

you used to captivate me
by your resonating light
but now i'm bound by the life you left behind

I took my yami's hand and kissed it. He was my husband and I missed him terribly. I almost felt guilty to mourn for Aten. Aten is not my only child.

Aria is my priority.

I need Bakura. But Bakura is still locked away. Though Bakura may still be locked away in here, I have to care for Aria alone.

Aria needs my love. She is my daughter. My little angel.

Bakura gripped my hand. "Ryou, I know you will take good care of Aria. She will not take the news of her brother easily."

I nodded and whimpered. "I saw his playpen, yami. I remember watching him sleep and play there! His toys! I still have the blanket that held him as a newborn!"

"I know, angel. I am very sorry. Aten was a very good boy. He was so strong when we found him in the cabin. He was so good in the hospital. The nurses loved him."

your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
your voice it chased away all the sanity in me

"I keep having nightmares about him, Bakura. What happened to him? Where is he? Is he alive?"

Bakura pulled my hand into the room slowly and he kissed it. "I don't know, my love."

It was good to hear Bakura's voice again. He called me 'love.' He always called me that when he was serious.

I placed my head against the door and started to weep."I want my son back, yami! Gods, I want him back!"

these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase

I just didn't want Aten back. I want Marik back! I want Bakura back! I want Malik to return back to his old self! I want us to be a family again!

I banged on the wall next to the soulroom. "I want you back!"

My hands grasped the handle of the soulroom and pulled frantically. I can't forget what Bakura and I have been through together. Bakura, I want you back!

"Ryou, love, you can't set me free," he said calmly.

I banged on the door and slid down to my knees.

Aten is gone…

Marik is basically useless…

Malik is gone.

Bakura is gone.

We have no money.

If Aten is alive, what are his captor doing to him?

If Aten is dead……I hope he didn't suffer.

when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me

"Love. Ryou?"

I buried my face in my hands and cried.

"Ryou? I'm sorry."

"Yami. I'm afraid."

My yami nodded and kissed my hand. "I'm glad that I can at least touch you, Ryou. You need this right now. I don't know what to say to make it better, Ryou. Aten may not be….gone.

i've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
and though you're still with me
i've been alone all along

I struggled to my feet and looked Bakura in the eyes. My yami will never leave me. He will always be with me, even if he is locked in his soulroom. But though he is with me, he cannot help me. I am alone. I have to do this all by myself. I leaned up to the sliding window of the soulroom. Bakura released my hand and he leaned against the door. I leaned up to the window. Through the tiny metal window, we shared a deep, passionate kiss. My husband had a tear fall down his face as we kissed. It wasn't long before my own tear trickled down my cheek.

I returned to my room and laid on my bed. I missed Aten.

Ra, please bring my child back to my arms.

Next Chappie: Aten is found!!!!!!!!!!!!!!