Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ I Am A Vampire ❯ 4 ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Kitsune Ryu-san 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Supernatural / Romance / Occult / Hentai / Drama | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.16.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 593 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Supernatural / Romance / Occult / Hentai / Drama | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.16.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 593 | Status: Completed
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Ryou jumps up and shoves me roughly, flinging open his closet and pushing me into it, all the while frantically whispering.
"Stay in here, and no matter what, don't come out, he'll kill you."
I quickly stand up and step out of the closet. Ryou glares at me and mutters, "Fucking suicidal."
"Ryou?"
The boy spins around on his high heels, trips and falls forward, but I reach and quickly make it so he lands in my arms with a small 'oomph.'
His 'father' freezes with his hand on the door nob. "Ryou?"
"H-Hullo Daddy. Th-this is Bakura-san, Bakura-san, Dad. How was South America? Welcome home."
I poke the teen and whisper in his ear. "Ryou-sama, you're rambling." I step forward and offer my hand to the man, who takes it, confusion written across his face, before relization dawns. "Hello, Viktor, nice to be meeting you again. How long has it been? Almost seventeen years? How you've aged, my old friend."
Viktor is a tall, muscular man with black hair and pale, cold grey eyes. Long ago, I was attracted to him and I know why Caitiff-sama chose him as a husband, but I hate him. He growls deep in his throat and tightens his grip on my hand, hatred in his eyes. "You..."
I grin, flashing my fangs. "Yes, me, Vik." I squeeze his hand, hard, the sound of joints popping out of their sockets making me smile.
The man lets out a strangled groan. "Do you rememer the pain you caused your wife before you tried to kill her? Her body was broken and bloodied and you loved the way she sobbed and begged for the life of her child. But you didn't care, did you?" I tighten my grip to the point that I hear snapping. "DID YOU?"
Ryou whimpers. "B-bakura-san..."
I let go of Viktor, who slumps to the floor, and turn to the boy, shushing him. "It's alright. Go pack up some things, okay? You'll be staying with me tonight, you're not gonna be left here with this bastard."
Viktor looks up sharply. "You won't be going anywhere, Ryou. He won't take you from me."
I glare at the man. "Yes, so you can rape him, and beat him! I won't allow it to go on any longer. He doesn't belong to you, Vik. He never has."
Ryou slips away from my grasp and opens his closet, pulling out a shiny grey messenger bag. I glance at it again and realize that it's made out of duct tape. My lips quirk up slightly.
Caitiff loves arts and crafts, and that is something that she would do. Viktor glares at Ryou witheringly.
"Ryou, put that away."
"Don't listen to him, Ryou-sama."
The boy hides his face behind a curtain of beautiful hair. "Sorry Dad. I can't stay. I just can't." He turns to his dresser and opens a drawer, pulling out things and stuffing them in his bag. "I'll be coming back sometime this week, after I find an apartment and a job. Don't come after me, I'll make sure you are arrested, and I will press charges, you sick mother-fucker." He reaches for a duct-tape wallet and clips it onto his belt. "I'll wait downstairs, Bakura-san." Ryou looks up at me, eyes large and frightened, but he smiles graciously. "Thank you."
Viktor moves to stand up as Ryou leaves, but I kick the back of his knee before he can take a step. "Don't move, or I'll make you regret it."
"Go ahead, kill me, you've taken away my wife, my son, everything important to me. I have nothing else now."
"I'm not gonna kill you, but I can't speak for the rest of my race, Ryou IS their prince, they might want revenge on the man who took the boy's virginity. Stunning as he is, there's no excuse for what you did to him. Why did you rape him, Viktor? Some sort of sick revenge?"
"I couldn't control myself. My wife left this beautiful child with me after she leaves me, and the child looks more and more like her as time goes by. The way that little teasing strumpet walked around the house barely clothed, it was too much."
I snarl at the man, fangs extending in rage. "How pathetic! I should just kill you and save my race the trouble, avenge my Prince. Human scum."
Viktor bows his head. "Kill me then."
My hand curls into a fist, anger making me see red. How dare he! Trying to take the easy way out. "My people will tear you limb from limb."
My hand swings out and I walk out of the room, glancing back to watch Viktor hoild his nose in an attempt to stop the bleeding.
"You will suffer before you die."
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I wander down the stiars and into the kitchen, climbing onto the counter to find my hidden stash of pocky. I slide off of the counter and sink to the ground, finally letting the sobs come, shaking so hard it hurts my chest. I curl up around myself and rest my head on my knees, closing my eyes to make the pounding in my head go away. It hurts so much...
"Bakura-san..." I whimper, then black spots begin to dance across my line of vision, turning into black butterflies that flutter around my face. They close in and I give a sigh as I black out.
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I run down the stairs as I hear Ryou whimper my name, and follow my nose to the kitchen, where Ryou's distinct scent is radiating strongly, and trip rather ungracefully over Ryou himself. I allow myself to fall so I don't hurt the boy and end up sprawled on the ground next to Ryou, half of my body on his and my face pressed against the cold tiles of the floor. I stare at Ryou's face, his long eye lashes, slightly upturned nose, beautiful light pink lips... I turn away before I do something stupid and pick myself up, kneeling over Ryou protectively.
"Ryou-sama... Ryou-sama?"
I stroke the hybrid's cheek lightly, forcing away the urge to claim him, and I check him over quickly, sighing in relief after I'm sure that he just fainted and its nothing serious. I gather Ryou up in my arms, cradling him to my chest and jogging out the front door, ignoring Viktor's shouts.
"Wait! Don't take my son! Please! I'll pay you, you mercinary! How much?"
I may be a mercinary, but a treasure such as Ryou is priceless. I lay a kiss on his forehead and hug him close- the night air is chilly, and I can see Ryou's hard nipples through his tank top. I shift the boy so he is resting half on my hip so I can dig my cell phone out of my pocket. Malik is number one on speed-dial, and I press that button out of habit.
It rings five times until Malik answers.
"H-Hello Bakura, why are you calling me? I'm busy, you ass."
"Love you too, but I need you to come get us. Ryou and I had a little run-in with Viktor."
"Oh fuck! Shit... Babe, lemme go, Ryou and Bakura need a ride. Ryou's okay, right?"
"Yes, he's fine. I just want to get him away from here."
I hear rustling and a thump, probably as Malik falls out of the bed. "Where're you?"
"A block away from Ryou's house, going towards the coven."
"I'll be right there. Don't move."
"Thanks Malik. Bye."
I click the phone shut and shove it back into my pocket, sliding my arm back around Ryou and leaning against a tree. Ryou makes a small sound, a soft little moan, and curls his slender hand into a fist around the bunched fabric on my shirt. I smile at the action and start stroking his bare arm.
"Mmm... Kura..."
I freeze, eyes going wide. I didn't know that someone could sound so damn erotic. Ryou give a breathy little sigh and I moan is distress, blood rushing below the belt. I concentrate on my breathing, keeping it as even as possible, closing my eyes to think of something other than the fucking gorgeous, pure boy sleeping in my arms.
Think of something repulsive.
Naked women.
Urgh.
Assignment reports.
I make a face and open my eyes, jumping slightly at the sound of a car horn before Malik pulls up infront of me. He jumps out of the car, his little boy friend right behind him.
The boy rushes up to me, eyes wide with fear.
"Ryou-chan! Bakura-san, is my Ryou-chan okay?"
I narrow my eyes at 'my Ryou-chan', my protective side showing. "Ryou-sama is fine... Uh...?"
"Marik. I'm Marik."
"Bakura, are you okay? You don't look too good."
I wave my friend off and walk up to the car. "I'm fine. Take Ryou-sama for a minute."
I turn towards Malik, but Marik steps up to me. "I'll take him. He's my best friend and if he wakes up in Malik's arms, it'll probably scare him half to death."
I hand Ryou over to his friend carefully, slinging his bag over my shoulder and slipping into the car. Marik bends over and places Ryou back into my arms. I'm hit with a strange mixture of both Malik and Marik's scents, and I cock my head to one side in confusion.
"Whose place is closest?"
"Yours. You should stay with us tonight though, it might be safest. We have enough room, that's for sure."
I nod and run my hand through Ryou's silky soft hair. Malik and Marik get into the car, Marik glancing back at me. He smiles knowingly and flashes his fangs at me. Wait, that's not right... Marik isn't a vampire... Wasn't.
"Malik, since when is your boyfriend a vampire?"
Malik glares at Marik for a moment before turning back to the road. "Since he isn't human."
"But... What about the law? He's still underaged, right?"
"No, I turned 18 a couple of weeks ago," Marik says softly.
"Who turned you?" I ask him, but I already know who did it, it's obvious.
"Malik."
When a vampire changes a human, the law is that the human must be 18 or older. Usually, when a vampire changes a human, that human is the vampire's lover. In some rare cases, the vampire changes his appretice or friend. The two vampires can then approach Jyhad or Caitiff and request a bonding ceremony. Vampire bonding is similar to human marriage, and cannot be broken in any simple way. Malik has never changed a human before, he had told me that he was waiting for someone 'special' to him. His one and only.
I made fun of him so much for that one, but it made sense. The only human I had ever changed was my little sister, and that was under dire circumstances.
I can't believe that he didn't tell me.
"Sorry I didn't tell you, Bakura, but we've both been so busy lately."
I look down, feeling guilty. Marik turns around in his seat and smiles at Malik and I.
"Movie night, all of us, tomorrow, kay?"
I smile at the boy, and Malik laughs.
"Alright, alright."
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Ryou jumps up and shoves me roughly, flinging open his closet and pushing me into it, all the while frantically whispering.
"Stay in here, and no matter what, don't come out, he'll kill you."
I quickly stand up and step out of the closet. Ryou glares at me and mutters, "Fucking suicidal."
"Ryou?"
The boy spins around on his high heels, trips and falls forward, but I reach and quickly make it so he lands in my arms with a small 'oomph.'
His 'father' freezes with his hand on the door nob. "Ryou?"
"H-Hullo Daddy. Th-this is Bakura-san, Bakura-san, Dad. How was South America? Welcome home."
I poke the teen and whisper in his ear. "Ryou-sama, you're rambling." I step forward and offer my hand to the man, who takes it, confusion written across his face, before relization dawns. "Hello, Viktor, nice to be meeting you again. How long has it been? Almost seventeen years? How you've aged, my old friend."
Viktor is a tall, muscular man with black hair and pale, cold grey eyes. Long ago, I was attracted to him and I know why Caitiff-sama chose him as a husband, but I hate him. He growls deep in his throat and tightens his grip on my hand, hatred in his eyes. "You..."
I grin, flashing my fangs. "Yes, me, Vik." I squeeze his hand, hard, the sound of joints popping out of their sockets making me smile.
The man lets out a strangled groan. "Do you rememer the pain you caused your wife before you tried to kill her? Her body was broken and bloodied and you loved the way she sobbed and begged for the life of her child. But you didn't care, did you?" I tighten my grip to the point that I hear snapping. "DID YOU?"
Ryou whimpers. "B-bakura-san..."
I let go of Viktor, who slumps to the floor, and turn to the boy, shushing him. "It's alright. Go pack up some things, okay? You'll be staying with me tonight, you're not gonna be left here with this bastard."
Viktor looks up sharply. "You won't be going anywhere, Ryou. He won't take you from me."
I glare at the man. "Yes, so you can rape him, and beat him! I won't allow it to go on any longer. He doesn't belong to you, Vik. He never has."
Ryou slips away from my grasp and opens his closet, pulling out a shiny grey messenger bag. I glance at it again and realize that it's made out of duct tape. My lips quirk up slightly.
Caitiff loves arts and crafts, and that is something that she would do. Viktor glares at Ryou witheringly.
"Ryou, put that away."
"Don't listen to him, Ryou-sama."
The boy hides his face behind a curtain of beautiful hair. "Sorry Dad. I can't stay. I just can't." He turns to his dresser and opens a drawer, pulling out things and stuffing them in his bag. "I'll be coming back sometime this week, after I find an apartment and a job. Don't come after me, I'll make sure you are arrested, and I will press charges, you sick mother-fucker." He reaches for a duct-tape wallet and clips it onto his belt. "I'll wait downstairs, Bakura-san." Ryou looks up at me, eyes large and frightened, but he smiles graciously. "Thank you."
Viktor moves to stand up as Ryou leaves, but I kick the back of his knee before he can take a step. "Don't move, or I'll make you regret it."
"Go ahead, kill me, you've taken away my wife, my son, everything important to me. I have nothing else now."
"I'm not gonna kill you, but I can't speak for the rest of my race, Ryou IS their prince, they might want revenge on the man who took the boy's virginity. Stunning as he is, there's no excuse for what you did to him. Why did you rape him, Viktor? Some sort of sick revenge?"
"I couldn't control myself. My wife left this beautiful child with me after she leaves me, and the child looks more and more like her as time goes by. The way that little teasing strumpet walked around the house barely clothed, it was too much."
I snarl at the man, fangs extending in rage. "How pathetic! I should just kill you and save my race the trouble, avenge my Prince. Human scum."
Viktor bows his head. "Kill me then."
My hand curls into a fist, anger making me see red. How dare he! Trying to take the easy way out. "My people will tear you limb from limb."
My hand swings out and I walk out of the room, glancing back to watch Viktor hoild his nose in an attempt to stop the bleeding.
"You will suffer before you die."
000000000000000
I wander down the stiars and into the kitchen, climbing onto the counter to find my hidden stash of pocky. I slide off of the counter and sink to the ground, finally letting the sobs come, shaking so hard it hurts my chest. I curl up around myself and rest my head on my knees, closing my eyes to make the pounding in my head go away. It hurts so much...
"Bakura-san..." I whimper, then black spots begin to dance across my line of vision, turning into black butterflies that flutter around my face. They close in and I give a sigh as I black out.
0000000000000000
I run down the stairs as I hear Ryou whimper my name, and follow my nose to the kitchen, where Ryou's distinct scent is radiating strongly, and trip rather ungracefully over Ryou himself. I allow myself to fall so I don't hurt the boy and end up sprawled on the ground next to Ryou, half of my body on his and my face pressed against the cold tiles of the floor. I stare at Ryou's face, his long eye lashes, slightly upturned nose, beautiful light pink lips... I turn away before I do something stupid and pick myself up, kneeling over Ryou protectively.
"Ryou-sama... Ryou-sama?"
I stroke the hybrid's cheek lightly, forcing away the urge to claim him, and I check him over quickly, sighing in relief after I'm sure that he just fainted and its nothing serious. I gather Ryou up in my arms, cradling him to my chest and jogging out the front door, ignoring Viktor's shouts.
"Wait! Don't take my son! Please! I'll pay you, you mercinary! How much?"
I may be a mercinary, but a treasure such as Ryou is priceless. I lay a kiss on his forehead and hug him close- the night air is chilly, and I can see Ryou's hard nipples through his tank top. I shift the boy so he is resting half on my hip so I can dig my cell phone out of my pocket. Malik is number one on speed-dial, and I press that button out of habit.
It rings five times until Malik answers.
"H-Hello Bakura, why are you calling me? I'm busy, you ass."
"Love you too, but I need you to come get us. Ryou and I had a little run-in with Viktor."
"Oh fuck! Shit... Babe, lemme go, Ryou and Bakura need a ride. Ryou's okay, right?"
"Yes, he's fine. I just want to get him away from here."
I hear rustling and a thump, probably as Malik falls out of the bed. "Where're you?"
"A block away from Ryou's house, going towards the coven."
"I'll be right there. Don't move."
"Thanks Malik. Bye."
I click the phone shut and shove it back into my pocket, sliding my arm back around Ryou and leaning against a tree. Ryou makes a small sound, a soft little moan, and curls his slender hand into a fist around the bunched fabric on my shirt. I smile at the action and start stroking his bare arm.
"Mmm... Kura..."
I freeze, eyes going wide. I didn't know that someone could sound so damn erotic. Ryou give a breathy little sigh and I moan is distress, blood rushing below the belt. I concentrate on my breathing, keeping it as even as possible, closing my eyes to think of something other than the fucking gorgeous, pure boy sleeping in my arms.
Think of something repulsive.
Naked women.
Urgh.
Assignment reports.
I make a face and open my eyes, jumping slightly at the sound of a car horn before Malik pulls up infront of me. He jumps out of the car, his little boy friend right behind him.
The boy rushes up to me, eyes wide with fear.
"Ryou-chan! Bakura-san, is my Ryou-chan okay?"
I narrow my eyes at 'my Ryou-chan', my protective side showing. "Ryou-sama is fine... Uh...?"
"Marik. I'm Marik."
"Bakura, are you okay? You don't look too good."
I wave my friend off and walk up to the car. "I'm fine. Take Ryou-sama for a minute."
I turn towards Malik, but Marik steps up to me. "I'll take him. He's my best friend and if he wakes up in Malik's arms, it'll probably scare him half to death."
I hand Ryou over to his friend carefully, slinging his bag over my shoulder and slipping into the car. Marik bends over and places Ryou back into my arms. I'm hit with a strange mixture of both Malik and Marik's scents, and I cock my head to one side in confusion.
"Whose place is closest?"
"Yours. You should stay with us tonight though, it might be safest. We have enough room, that's for sure."
I nod and run my hand through Ryou's silky soft hair. Malik and Marik get into the car, Marik glancing back at me. He smiles knowingly and flashes his fangs at me. Wait, that's not right... Marik isn't a vampire... Wasn't.
"Malik, since when is your boyfriend a vampire?"
Malik glares at Marik for a moment before turning back to the road. "Since he isn't human."
"But... What about the law? He's still underaged, right?"
"No, I turned 18 a couple of weeks ago," Marik says softly.
"Who turned you?" I ask him, but I already know who did it, it's obvious.
"Malik."
When a vampire changes a human, the law is that the human must be 18 or older. Usually, when a vampire changes a human, that human is the vampire's lover. In some rare cases, the vampire changes his appretice or friend. The two vampires can then approach Jyhad or Caitiff and request a bonding ceremony. Vampire bonding is similar to human marriage, and cannot be broken in any simple way. Malik has never changed a human before, he had told me that he was waiting for someone 'special' to him. His one and only.
I made fun of him so much for that one, but it made sense. The only human I had ever changed was my little sister, and that was under dire circumstances.
I can't believe that he didn't tell me.
"Sorry I didn't tell you, Bakura, but we've both been so busy lately."
I look down, feeling guilty. Marik turns around in his seat and smiles at Malik and I.
"Movie night, all of us, tomorrow, kay?"
I smile at the boy, and Malik laughs.
"Alright, alright."
FINALLY I HAVE UPDATED. Does it rain balls of FIRE often?
Please review!