Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Hunters at Midnight II: Utopia ❯ Questions, Answers and Blood ( Chapter 7 )

Hunters at Midnight II 6: Utopia
Questions, Answers, and Blood
Author's Notes: You asked for it! You got it! The much anticipated sequel to "Hunters at Midnight!" This story takes place two years after the end of "Hunters" Yami while creating a Utopian world where Vampires, Humans and their children can live together in peace; is searching for the woman that stole his heart. The former Hunters know where she is and are refusing to tell the Vampire King and their mates and friends. However, what shaped the Vampires and their Human companions? Was it their past? Their family lineage? What? The heroes must delve into their past and resurface their memories in order to look for a better tomorrow. But not everyone is happy about this new Utopian Society that Yami is forging and will do anything to stop it from forming.
Once again thanks to thank Sm-candy for giving me ideas for this story and letting me use the characters Rosalie, Dawn Dickinson, and Zelene Calvert. Also thanks to Zatken for her wonderful ideas and helping me to write this lemon

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"Are you sure you want to do this?" asked Mizu looking up at Mokuba as he removed his shirt revealing his muscular chest and dropped it on he ground.

"We've been over this before Mizu-chan," said Mokuba smiling at his future mate. "I don't want anything stopping us from being together. Do you?"

"No, I don't want to marry anyone but you," said Mizu answering his question slowly.

"Besides, last time I checked your father liked me."

"Liked you yes," began Mizu. "But I don't know if he likes you that much, I mean last time I checked he was still intent on letting that one merman marry Umi."

"Don't see how he could do that," muttered Mokuba. "Wait, your sister hasn't told him yet as she?"

"No,' said Mizu. "She hasn't."

"Then I guess it is a good thing I am doing this," said Mokuba flashing the girl a smile. "I want your father to have some good news before your sister finally does tell him."

"You don't think my sister being pregnant is good news?!" demanded Mizu.

"Not with knowing who the father is," said Mokuba laughing while he kicked off his shoes and socks.

"True," said Mizu considering the statement. "Duke isn't exactly father material."

"He acts like a damn hormonal teenager," growled Mokuba getting ready to dive into the ocean.

"Oh and we didn't?" asked Mizu.

Without bothering to answer the question Mokuba dived into the ocean.

"Yeap," said Mizu brushing some of the water from her hair. "That is what I thought."

Mokuba had dove beneath the water and began to swim towards the bottom of the ocean, towards the Palace of the Nymphs. He wanted to ask the ruler of the Water Paradise for permission to marry Mizu. Since he was a vampire he could survive the journey much better then a normal, although his older brother would be able to survive longer. Finally after what seemed like forever he reached the palace and he slipped inside after nodding to the guards. He walked through the familiar walls of the palace and towards the throne room.

The king looked up from his meeting with one of the advisors as the young vampire entered the room.

"What is it Mokuba?" asked the king looking at the young male that had been courting his youngest daughter. "What may I do for you today?"

"I would like your permission to marry your daughter," said Mokuba getting straight to the point.

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Yami lay in the large bath and rested his head against the back of the tub. The steam from the water drifted into the air, the steaming water soothing his aching muscles. His mind began to wonder back in time slightly towards the woman that he had been with little less then twenty-four hours prior to this moment. His brother had done well in his absence and the country had run smoothly, he smirked remembering how the meeting had ended with the daughter of Seto bursting into the room demanding an answer for why her brother had certain aspects and she didn't.

The smirk faded from his face as he continued to consider the child, he should have had a child, forget had he should HAVE a child. He snarled slightly if he ever got the woman into his bed again, he would tie her down, to keep her in his bed and get a child from her. He needed a child to continue his father's legacy and Arora would be the only female suitable for giving him one.

Sighing he climbed from the bath and without bothering to dry off walked into his bedchambers where he slide into bed relishing the feel of the black silk sheets against his skin.

While his eyes were closed and he was getting ready to sleep on his side, a smooth hand gently rubbed over his back as its owner whispered in his ear, "Have you been waiting for me long, my love?"

He quickly turned around - overcoming his shock as he heard that sultry and familiar voice, as well as the feel of that touch which sent a warmth of comfort and lust in his body. That warm touch sent his senses wandering as it contrasted the cool feel of his newly-bathed body and the black silk sheets. "It can't be...." he mused with anticipation in his heart.

And he was right.

Arora - with her long hair tied back and dressed in a black silk nightgown - knelt on the bed beside him. She smiled at him with a mixture of lust and love in her eyes.

At first, his heart softened upon seeing the _expression in her eyes. It was that same look that she had for him when he first sensed that she was falling in love with him. Then again, his head began filling his emotions with indignant thoughts. After all, he was still furious with her for leaving him the second time around.

Breaking the silence between them, she then asked him with a frown reflecting half disappointment and appeasement, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

With hurt and resentment laced in his voice, he spat while holding on to the last ounce of control within him, "You left me again. You may spew off hatred in your words, but your body sends another message. And you even have the audacity to ask me that question?"

As he looked at her with probing eyes, she told him, "I see...."

After the long pause of silence between them, he nonchalantly said as he turned his back away from her, "Why are you here? I want to be alone."

With a smirk on her face, she said in a gentle voice, "Ah, you do the same thing to me as well. You call me a freak. You also tell other people that you're there to seek revenge. You say the most hurtful words to me, and now you tell me that you wish to be alone." When she waited for him to react and received no response, she said minutes later, "Is this what you really want, Yami? Do you really want to be alone?"

Yami opened his eyes as his back still remained turned away from her. His heart heaved, as he thought that everything between them was a contradiction - their respective feelings for each other, the fates that were given to them when circumstance placed them on opposite sides, and what they say versus what they truly feel towards each other.

This time, his tone softened a bit as he repeated, "Why are you here, Arora?"

"I don't want any more pretenses between us. For once, even for just one night, I don't want any more pretenses...."

He turned around to face her once more. Something in her voice touched his usually cold heart - a mixture of wanting, sadness, emptiness, and hope. He, too, had been feeling the same way as she. He stared into her eyes and felt as if he would drown in them. However, his voice was firm when he told her, "I don't want pretenses, either. I'm tired, Arora. Why do you keep letting me know that you have something for me, but leaving me the next minute? I should have you chained in this bed so that you could never leave me ever again."

"Is that what you want?" she suggestively asked him.

He froze from hearing her words. Is he hearing her correctly?

She gave him a wry smile. "You heard what I said, love. Is that what you want?"

"I don't know anymore..." he sighed, as he avoided her gaze. "All I know is that I want you, I want you to stay with me for the rest of our lives, I want at least one child with you, and I want us to be happy as a family and as a kingdom. What my father originally wanted, and what I want for us isn't that far apart. Everything could work for us, but you keep leaving me...."

She crawled on the bed to approach him, coaxed him to sit up on the bed, and touched his face. As their eyes made contact, she then said, "Is that what you truly want?"

He did not say anything.

With the gentlest voice possible, she told him, "Yami, let us put the pretenses between us aside - even if it's just this one time. I'm tired, too, but I'm here to see where everything would take us. Let us put everything behind and start anew. What you just told me....Is that what you truly want?"

"It's not everything..." he murmured, as he gently squeezed her hand and closed his eyes. When he closed his eyes, he could smell her intoxicating scent - pushing him further to give in to his pent-up feelings. He fought back the tears that were about to build up at the corner of his eyes.

"Then tell me what else do you want from me."

For the very first time, and with such pained longing laced in his voice he then said, "I want you to stay for the rest of our lives and love me...."

She stared into his eyes and caressed his face while whispering, "Then you'll get what you want, and much more..." Her fingers then teasingly explored his bare chest, and then caressed his package which was already bulging underneath the black silk sheets.

His body quickly responded, as that bulge became more hard and prominent. He could not help but close his eyes, as his senses swam from the lust and heat building up inside him.

Instinctively, the two leaned forward and kissed each other - starting from light pecks and progressing into passionate ones. Eventually, the kisses became hungrier as both gave in to their feelings of love and need.

Arora pulled away and pushed her hands from his chest to his shoulders pushing him back against the pillows and straddled his hips. She smiled down at him and attacked his neck - eagerly nipping it gently yet hard enough to break through the skin. She licked his blood away from his neck and pulled away her beautiful blue eyes taking a red tint to them. She smiled and moved her lips down to kiss his lips just enough to taste his own blood. She pulled away and giggled slightly watching his purple eyes take on a blood red hue.

"You surprise me, my sweet," said Arora, staring into his eyes and staring down at him. "You never let me be the first one to take control."

"You seem to be enjoying yourself," said Yami, pulling her hair from the hair ribbon to run his fingers through her silky hair. "And I care more about your happiness than anything."

"Do you now?" asked Arora, raising an eyebrow. "I am happy with you taking control in the start of things."

Yami smirked and ran his hands up her sides - slipping her out of her black nightgown and exposing the woman before her in all her naked splendor. Gently grabbing hold of her shoulders, he rolled them over so she was under him instead of straddling his hips. She moaned when he rubbed his hips, which were still covered by the silken sheets, against her own.

"Take them off," she whimpered pulling at the sheet. "Please?"

Yami pulled away from her and sat up on her hips - the sheets now pooling slightly around his hips. "Why should I?" he asked staring down at her with a smirk. "Besides, you did promise me I could tie you down on the bed, didn't you?"

"I did," smiled Arora up at him.

"Good, because I intend to make you want me more than ever."

"I look forward to it," smiled Arora her eyes flashing eagerly. "Didn't I also tell you that you'll get what you want, and much much more?"

"You did," whispered Yami in her ear. He then leaned towards her, closed his eyes, and kissed her with the same passion and longing. However, there were two additional emotions from him added that resonated loud and clear through that kiss they shared - loneliness and pain.

Once the kiss between them ended, Arora opened her eyes. She could feel his emotions through that kiss. As sapphire probed amethyst eyes, she asked with concern laced in her voice, "Why are you troubled, my love?"

Yami lay beside her on the bed, as he let out a troubled sigh. "I just kept wondering why fate placed us on opposite sides - starting with our fathers only to end up like this, the best of lovers and the worst of enemies. It's as if fate wanted to play with us."

This time, she leaned on her side to face him and gave him an empathetic smile. "Does it matter right now what fate has in store for us? Isn't now more important than fate?"

He closed his eyes, as if he was trying to avoid her probing stare but not wanting her to leave by his side ever again. His heart raced faster, and the thoughts bombarded his head. There were so many things that he wanted to say to her since she had left him....

She did tell him that she did not want any more pretenses between them - even if it was for just one night....

His heart and mind kept battling each other, trying to tug him to either side. The main question for him was whether he should he tell her everything that he feels? Should he - the legendary and mighty King of the Vampires - allow himself to be so vulnerable to this woman who now shared his bed? Was it right for him to fall head over heels with a human - her father the murderer of his father, and her race the sworn enemy of his kind?

And now, the tides changed their course....

How he waited for this moment for her to promise him never to leave by his side, as well as for her to love him. He wondered how come he felt so many contrasting feelings now that he got his very wish....

She touched his face and caressed its smooth skin, as if she was coaxing him to give her an answer but was willing to wait patiently until he was good and ready.

After long minutes of silence between them, he opened his eyes to see her staring at him. He could tell that she had the same line of questions within her mind - wondering whether she and Yami were right for each other even though fate made them enemies. This time, he now had the answer within him. With quiet certainty, he told her, "I don't want fate to dictate who we should be for each other anymore. We can mark our own destiny together, as we build a family and a kingdom. I want a world wherein humans and vampires peacefully co-exist - a world where our children are free to live harmoniously with others."

Her right index finger followed the contours of his lips, as she deeply looked into his amethyst eyes. Tears built up at the corner of her eyes, as she murmured to him, "We're together now, my love. We'll make your dreams come true together, and defy fate together..."

Upon hearing her answer to him, he kissed her - for the first time allowing all the love that he held back from her flow freely and communicate through their kiss. He felt bolder inside, as her kiss told him that she meant every word that she said. He allowed himself to be vulnerable, to drown in his feelings for the very first time, and to seize this very moment.

While he kissed her, a revelation dawned upon him as he reflected back on all the years where one woman after another shared his bed - only to be left, ridiculed, and dismissed by him the morning after. To him, sex was just a casual release for the body until he met Arora. Since he met her, he knew that she had a special place in his heart. As to what she meant to him, he denied to acknowledge that truth for years in the name of revenge. His mind kept pushing the idea that she was nothing more than a past-time or a favorite toy.

This very moment, however, was different for him. Yes, lust did rebuild itself up within his body as she reciprocated his kiss. After all, he asked himself, who would not lust after a beautiful woman such as Arora?

However, there was something different with sharing his bed with someone that he truly loved - she was now his both body and soul, and he now allowed himself to be the same for her. For the first time in his immortal life, he felt a sense of completion and closure. He wanted to let go of the hatred and anger that festered for many years within him. He shielded his brother Yugi from it, and hid it from other

This time, he would make sure that she would know how much he meant to her - especially during this very night. As he temporarily ended their kiss, he whispered in her ear, "I love you, Arora...."

"And I love you, Yami...."

Feeling a sense of peace from hearing her words, he then gently nibbled her ear and elicited a satisfied moan from her. He could sense her fragrant scent become stronger the more she became aroused - making him feel more intoxicated and lustful. He gently nipped her neck before kissing her again on the lips. No longer being able to control himself as her scent drove him to the brink of lustful insanity, he nipped her neck hard until blood came out from her.

As she sensed that he was shocked and rather remorseful from what he just did, she touched his face and looked into his eyes - which now had been tainted red from his animalistic urges. With her red-tinged blue eyes expressing love and lust for him, she reassuringly said, "Don't stop.... Don't hold back.... Just let go of everything...."

He then went back to work, drinking the blood from the light wound he just created. His breathing became labored, as he did exactly as she just told him. His kisses then traveled down to her décolleté and then towards her breasts.

She, on the other hand, resourcefully got rid of the silk sheets that pooled around him with one hand and her feet. Once that only barrier between them had been removed, she could feel the hardness of his manhood and the tautness of his muscles.

He could not help but smirk and get more carried away as he now felt the heat of her body contrasting his cold one. To him, her resourcefulness - especially in bed - had been a major turn-on. Even though she was now willing to do whatever he wanted, the prospect of having someone so crafty and unbridled as Arora tied down to his bed turned him on even further.

"I know that smirk on your face," chuckled Arora playfully while her eyes lit up.

"Then you know what I have in mind," Yami said as he leaned forward and his bare body pressed against hers. Reaching out to his side of the bed, he eventually produced two black silk handkerchiefs and bound her against the bedpost grills. After securing her to the bed, he then sat up on top of her - admiring the lustful irony of an untamed beauty bound in bed and liking it as much as he did.

As he kissed her again, which became hungrier for each passing second, his kisses traveled down to her abs and then towards her jewels. He teased her as his fingers teased the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. She bucked instinctively, as his kisses concentrated on that most private area.

Each progressing second had been sheer pleasure and torture for them. She was so tense that she was unknowingly fighting her bonds. She wanted him inside her, but she did not want him to stop doing whatever he was doing at the moment. He, on the other hand, wanted to feel her warmth around him but also wanted to tease her just a little longer - especially since he could tell that she was wanting him more and more.

His teasing culminated in her releasing some of that pent-up lust inside her.

She - still quivering from lust and passion - motioned him to release her. As he came up to her and untied her, she wrapped her legs and arms around him.

He was surprised from this move of hers, not knowing what was going to happen next.

In a blink of an eye, she rolled them on the bed until she was once again on top of him. While looking deep in his amethyst eyes, she teasingly caressed his bare chest as she could feel his hardened member. Her eyes - which lingered to their red tint - flashed and she smirked in lustful anticipation. "Now it's my turn... What would you like me to do for you?"

His eyes, which also had a shade of red and reflected the yearning within him, stared back at her. "Surprise me...."

With wanton lust, she kissed him as if there was no tomorrow. She did what he did for her with kisses working all the way from his neck down to his most private area. Throughout that journey, her kisses were intermingled with nips against his skin - just enough to draw out blood from him and tease him into building arousal. As she reached down to his hardness, she teased him down there with her tongue. Eventually, she took him in.

Minutes later, he tensed up with the mindless pleasure he was experiencing until he too was temporarily released from some of his pent-up lust.

She then crawled back up to him, purposefully and playfully making sure that her sweat-glistened body rubbed against him. Whatever purpose she had in mind worked, for she could feel him harden once more. She seductively asked him, "This is just the beginning.... So who's next to take this to the next level - you or me?"

As his response, Yami kissed and embraced Arora - with one hand exploring her from her back to her behind and his other hand caressing her long dark hair. He managed to roll them around the bed until he was once again on top of her. Although they could not see each other's eyes, which were now in their brightest red from this encounter, they could tell that the night was not over yet and that their lust had not been satisfied to the fullest.

"I love you, Arora. I don't want this, and us, to end. Don't leave me ever again," he whispered to her as he kissed her near the ear. Although his voice still had its firmness, it also expressed the innermost pain of its owner.

"I love you, too, and we'll always be together from now on..." she whispered back to him. She then pleasurably gasped as his hard member went inside her - her walls instinctively responding.

As Yami leaned forward to go deeper into her and they clasped hands, their encounter escalated - with him prolonging the pleasure as long as he possibly could, and with her wrapping her legs around him so that she could receive more of him. Eventually, their bodies released all the pent-up mindless lust within them. He lay on her and enjoyed the warmth of her skin and the tightness of her walls, while she felt his member still throbbing inside her.

While he lay on top of her, he pondered that there was always a first time for everything. Arora was his first exception as the woman he ever paid attention to the morning after. Until tonight, he never made love to a woman with such loving gentleness and lustful roughness wrapped within one encounter. This was also the first time that he ever said "I love you" to anyone and exposed himself in his most vulnerable state. This was also the first time that he ever thought of the possibility of respecting, loving, and lusting after the same woman.

For a man who lived a bitter existence filled with hatred and revenge, he considered himself blessed. After all, tonight was a new beginning for them. Now that Arora and he made amends - something that he thought was only a figment of his wildest dreams - his most earnest wish was for that new beginning be commemorated with a child from their union - their child.

Two small figures dashed into Yami's room their small feet barely making a sound on the floor as they ran towards the bed. The two figures eagerly stopped at the end of the bed and leapt into the air screaming happily.

"Uncle Yami!" the duo screamed landing on top of Yami stomach and lap.

"What the?!" demanded Yami, shooting up and finding himself looking into two sets of eyes: one cold has ice and another warm has the blue flames. "What are you two doing here?! Tanau! Alaw! Where are your parents?!"

"Daddy sent us to get you," chirped Alaw, wrapping her arms around his neck. "He told us he wanted to talk to you about something really important!"

"Yeah!" chirped her twin brother. "It as something to do with Auntie Arora!"

"Fine," said Yami, waiting for them to get off of his lap. "What?"

"Why is your lap so stick uncle?" asked Alaw.

"Um," began Yami. "Get your father to tell you when you are older. Now get out so I can get ready for talking to your father."

"Okay!" shouted the twins running out of the room.

"And get your mother to give you a bath!" he shouted at them as they left.

"Okay!" shouted the twins slamming the door shut.

"Little brats," muttered Yami under his breath getting out of bed and heading towards the bathing chambers for a bath.

Dipping into a new pool of bathwater drawn by the servants, he thanked his lucky stars that the water was so cold that it would wash away the heat from his body.

His amethyst eyes narrowed as he mused with embarrassment, lament, and self-disgust, "I knew that it was all too good to be true! It was all a dream! To think that I completely opened up myself to her. She haunts me even in my sleep...." He then stopped as he murmured, "How I wish, though, that it were all true...." He let out a bittersweet smirk as he played with the cold water and flushed out the remaining heat from his body. Shaking his head from amused and embarrased disbelief, he said, "To think that those brats walked in on me at that pitiful state. I just hope that they won't tell Seto about this, or I have to deal with half a century's worth of snide teasing...."

He then thought more about Arora and that encounter. Dream or no dream, he did enjoy that moment of freedom with her - even though she, at that moment, was just a figment of his overactive and lustful imagination.

His dreams fully expressed his deepest and most earnest desires. He then let out a deep sigh and murmured, as his stubborn pride seeped within him, "Never again will I be so vulnerable - even if it would be for her. If there's someone who should bend, she should be the one...."

Afterwards, he fully immersed himself in the cold bathwater - emerging from it as the stone-hearted man that he used to be.

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Joey and Mai had been victorious in their battle however, Mai had received a deep shoulder wound in the fight from a fragment of a shattered blade. The fragment was embedded next to her heart and Joey wouldn't be able to get it out without the aide of Arashi and he neither his mate would last that long. Joey was fine he wasn't wounded at all, his problem was the fact that the blood his mate was losing was causing him to go into blood lust and he was having a hard time controlling his urge to drink her blood.

He stared down at her from where she lay and winced turning away not wanting to drink her blood and become the blood thirsty animal he once was. He stalked over to the dresser and yanked out a few shirts grabbing a bottle of red wine began to dress her wound by pouring red wine on her and wrapping it securely around her shoulder and chest to stop the bleeding.

"Joey?" whispered Mai, staring up at him her light purple eyes blinking.

"Don't worry everything will be fine," lied Joey, brushing her hair from her eyes.

"I am dying aren't I?" asked Mai.

"Not if I can help it," whispered Joey, kissing her head. "Go to sleep I will keep watch over you."

"Joey," began Mai softly.

"No," whispered Joey, turning away. "Go to sleep you need to keep up your energy."

Mai sighed and lay down in their bed watching him pace the room as the moon dipped below the horizon and the sun began to rise. Slowly her eyes began to close and she allowed herself to sleep.

Joey sighed and took a seat pulling it beside her bedside and began to watch her never moving from the spot while he tried to fight off the urge to drain her blood dry, he hoped he could last at least until nightfall where he could go hunting.

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"You are serious about mating with my daughter aren't you?" asked Mizu's father.

"I am," said Mokuba.

"You and your kind have been good allies when the Human or another race tried to take over our kingdom," he continued. "We are honored to have you as friends."

"The feeling is mutual," said Mokuba.

"There for I have decided to give you permission to marry my daughter," said the king. "You have honor and have matured greatly over the past few years. I am greatly impressed by that more then I have been impressed with the other suitors of my daughter. I know you will do her well and uphold her honor."

"I will uphold your daughter's honor to my death," said Mokuba confidently.

"Of that Mokuba I have no doubt," smiled the king. "You may take your leave now young one and tell your king should he need our help tracking down his own mate we are at his service."

"Thank you," said Mokuba bowing. "I will do so."

The king watched the young vampire lord and smiled it was a good day to celebrate an engagement and the water gods would bless their union. The Utopian Society the Vampire King wanted wasn't such a bad idea and he earned for peace amongst the races, especially if children were made between the union of his daughters and their mates.

"I am glad you decided to let them marry," said his mate coming into the throne room. "I foresee great things from their union and Umi's with the Vampire Duke. There will be peace if the players would only play their cards right."

"And if they don't?"

"I fear this Utopian Society will fail and our world will fall into darkness and chaos, forever."

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Yami sat on his throne and stared down at Seto waiting for the male to speak.

"I know where your woman is," said Seto. "Or at least what country she is in."

"Where is she? Tell me now!"

"Your mate my king is in China."

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Author's Notes: Sorry this took so long to get out Zatken was having trouble at home so the lemon was slow moving but don't worry the next few chapters will be out faster and if anyone as any chapter ideas or suggestions throw them at me and I will see if I can work them in.