Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ I've wanted you forever and tonight ❯ Knocking... no can't say I have heard of it. ( Chapter 9 )

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Six hundred years ago. Chapter nine of 'I've wanted you forever and tonight'.

~ By Sweetdeily.

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/ The acrid smell of burning hair filled his mouth and nose. The heady taste of ashes and ration biscuit lingering under his tongue. A scream tore from the girl beside him and he pushed her back down on the hospital bed. "Rest, sister, rest."

"Those swine! Those bastards! Give to mine eyes! Kill the Elf brother, kill he! The swine! Mine eyes returned art fairly in mine mind!" Shizuka screamed, hands pawing at the coverings over her bloody mess of a face.

He forced her hands back down. "Have heart dear sister, have heart. I shalt rip them from his very sockets and return thine eyes up'thee."

"Thou promise' me, brother?"

"That I do. I do. Thou shalt be avenged, my blade swear't, I shalt give none occasion un'til thou art with thine sight."

"Make the swine's screams echo so't I shalt dine to the music. I attend the horns, oh blood of mine, ride forth now. handsomely, brother! W' thy steel and silver make thee donate mine eyes!"

He bowed, touching her forehead softly and rising. His war-helm fit over his face as he strode from the over-crowded tent. The smell outside of disemboweled bodies, no doubt the very same biscuits he could taste in his mouth submitting him to this foul stench, it washed over him as usual, a horrid stench. Some of the bodies were hundreds of years old.

"My lord, thy steed is tireless and thy arm is prep'd. The upper plane hath felled, we can send word not to the Court and the lord Honda's men are badly wounded." His attendant rushed forward, gauntlets held ready for him as he spoke.

"Then I shalt ride w' what is left, sir. T' swine will rue this even; that they take the good lady's fair eyes."

"How fares she, my Lord?"

"How wouldst thou b' was it thine eyes that hath been stole from thine features?" The attendant went quiet to these words..

He swung himself onto his unicorn, the beast was covered in blood and gore, its golden horn soiled with entrails and unmentionable body parts. Yet she scraped her hooves in readiness. Shizuka's eyes had to be recovered. None had bathed in years, the water rations were low in the deepest of the hell planes. Keeping the teleports open long enough to send bathing water was a joke.

"My lord?" The attendant questioned. The men were mounted on their horses, wary eyes watching their leader. Perhaps it was a sorry sight, to see so many children holding weapons and glaring across the field. Their commander looked like a 10 year old, a small body, gaunt from lack of food, dirty and vicious.

"Tell them to wait." He replied curtly, throwing his helm to the man. "Have thine mages break thine nets forth. Cast me a shadow upon the deathful loves. My word shalt summon mine arms. Or be it that I die."

He nudged the steed and she reared, whining her war cry into the abyss.

A response came from the abyss and the tendrils of smoke that signified the arrival of the Elven fighter fought their way up into the black and red sky.

The unicorn pranced, jostling him around, signaling him to draw and hold fast. He followed her instructions and then she plunged forward out into the plane. The ground was a litter of dead bodies, bones and muscle crunched under golden hooves and the steed snorted her distaste. There was no clean space for her to run, let alone him to fight. They would trample comrades and enemies alike under their feet.

"I shall receive mine blood's eyes, swine! Shall I cut them o'thee? Bloodless curs! Come forth and taste mine silver!"

"Thou ride'st at us once more, blonde hair, that thou and I ha' met a'fore strikes in mine mind that thou wouldst be a fighter of good steed. Or is it that thine steed doest thine fighting, butter-Fairy!" The answering cry came.

The unicorn stopped and began to prance in place, shaking her head at the dread-horse the Elf rode. The dread-horse snorted and pawed at the ground. The Elf's armour was smeared and coated in blood, his sword was serrated, and it would probably have immortal poison on it. From under his helm Jounouchi met the Elf's red rimmed eyes, this one had been sniffing unicorn-blood recently. Probably in effort to keep himself standing after weeks of battle.

"I shalt have her eyes back!" Jounouchi leveled his sword at the Elf.

"The wench's eyes, silly wench butter-Fairy, she spy on I and her eyes art mine." The Elf taunted.

"Her eyes are hers and I shalt have them by this even."

"Ah, child, thou doest jest. Mine blade will cut thee in twain a'fore thou can see thine eyes upon thee!"

"Thou art vile and loathsome, creature. That thou stealst thine eyes of maidens."

"I stole much more, little butter-Fairy! Thine words are without conviction and mine steel hungers for thine soft flesh!"

"It shalt hunger onward in time!" The unicorn charged and Jounouchi jumped from her back, catching the Elf mid flight. Their swords grated and metal twisted, they landed and turned, the steeds pranced backward, locked in hoofed combat. The combatants launched again, swords whistling through the air and locking, Jounouchi broke backward, sweat trickling down his forehead and he twisted, turning, ducking, and attacking. They landed on the blood-trampled ground, armoured feet somehow finding perchance on the field.

Red eyes seared into his own and the Fairy growled his curse. Their swords danced, looking even in all attributes. They pulled back.

"Sweet butter-Fairy, thou art unmatched, I shall take thine eyes, methinks; methinks thou wouldst enjoy mine touch, thou art such a creature."

"Thou boasts art empty frivolity, under-Elf; mine eyes art death to take! Thine touch is dead along with thine soul." His left gauntlet caught the spell thrown at him and he called up the fire of his blood and tossed a ball of it at the Elf. Play things really.

The spell was caught and tossed aside, they jumped again. The steeds below bit and trod at each other. The dread-horse had the advantage of sharper teeth, but the unicorn's horn was scrapping holes in the black creature's coat.

The riders landed once more and ran at each other. They had done this once before, and at that time Jounouchi had been privy to no rest. He would sate his blood-thirst now. This Elf was harder to kill than most.

"Die you black hearted serpent!" The Fairy knocked the Elf's sword away and went for an undercut.

A gauntlet likened fist caught him in the jaw and the Fairy fell to the earth, fatal blow missed.

"Methinks a babe who dares fight a man must always forget that th'man art superior in all ways."

"Thou art superior inst dirt only, swine!" Jounouchi threw his feet into the dusty ground and brought his sword around for a blow.

The horses screamed their battle and the dread-horse let out a piercing shout.

"Auya! No!" The Elf turned, stunned that the younger unicorn could have bested his mount. Jounouchi wasted no sentiment and drove his sword home. Silver plunging through the Elf's breastplate like a knife through butter, the Fairy felt the Elf's ribs cracking as the blade drove between them.

The Elf shuddered. "Thy sword…"

"Art poison, Elf. Thee say't at last. Her eyes art mine, beast." Jounouchi grinned coolly. /

He woke in a sweat, chest heaving in agony. He was in his room in the palace, alone in his room.

Jounouchi fell back down to the covers, staring at the ceiling.

One hand came to his eyes and he wiped sweat from them. After six hundred years of combat, he had thought he would never feel clean.

"I could hear your cries from down the hall." A cool voice spoke.

Jounouchi swore his heart stopped beating for a moment and he sat up. "Kaiba, hast thou ne'er heard aft knocking on thine doors?" (1)

The vampire started at the Fairy for a few moments. "…"

Jou swallowed, crossing his legs under the sheets, he hugged the sheets to his waist he was naked under them. He wasn't used to be disturbed by anyone in his room. For some reason, people usually knocked.

"Was I screamin'?" The blonde asked.

"No, you were yelling in that old talk. A lot about 'your blood's eyes'. I… what was it you were dreaming of?"

"A memory. One o' da' Elven lords took Shizuka's eyes when she was holding up da' shield for teleporting. She wanted dem' back."

A sort of sick horror dawned on Kaiba. "How many years did she go without eyes?"

"Several hundred, we couldn't figure out how ta' get dem' back in. Da' magic wouldn't take. Luckily humans had developed some good methods. We just put da' eyes back in and took her ta' dem'."

Seto shook his head and came over to sit on Jou's bed.

"How did ya' get in, Kaiba. Da' door was locked."

"I opened it." Seto smirked and Jounouchi felt his insides clench in desire. The kiss in the elevator came back to him and he looked away, focusing on a painting on the other side of the room.

"Kaiba…?"

"Yes?"

Jounouchi tilted his head to look at the vampire; Seto was staring at him steadily. It was unnerving. Honda hadn't been very happy when Jounouchi had come from the Queen's room and he refused to talk about it. It made Jounouchi wonder if something more than wrestling had transpired between the two. Seto had been holding his face like he was in pain. But Jounouchi didn't care about that, no, he didn't, really, Seto was a jerk and, and if Seto didn't want to explain why he kissed him, the Fairy would lose no sleep over it, really, it didn't matter. It didn't.

"Why did… I mean… earlier... when ya'… in…"

Kaiba smirked, his fangs showing a little. "Vampire got your tongue, puppy?"

Jounouchi balled his hands into fists. "Ahh! Ya' creep! Out! Just, out o' my room, ya' bastard! I'm not a dog, damnit!"

Seto's face sobered and he leaned across the gap between them, catching Jounouchi's chin and pressing his lips against the blonde's.

Jou felt his body melt against Seto's mouth, oh he wanted this… those cool lips tasted so fresh and clean and soft, not hard like he always thought they must be, and that tongue, sending shock-waves down his spine and the feel of Seto's body suddenly so close, he was only wearing a sheet, feeling that cool arm slide around his neck and that hand heading downward, and all his thoughts revolved around Seto's tongue inside his mouth. Nevermind how it had gotten in there.

"Oyasumi." (Good night) Seto broke the contact to murmur before he just wasn't there any more.

Jou felt himself fall back on the sheets, at the same time he heard the door close behind the vampire.

"Aaahhh!!! Fuckin' bastard." how could that jerk just play around with people this way, it wasn't right, damnit! It wasn't nice and, and fucking… and well now he just couldn't think beside his raging hard-on.

Jounouchi sighed an let his hand slip under the covers.

~To be Continued…

Sweet notes: (1)= I know my Old'English probably is very bad and very inaccurate, leave it be, just leave it be.

(2)= Mittens and Snowdrop reference. (#2 is down at the bottom of the character's notes.)

Anyway minna-san! Reviews? I know, it's weird that I left it off before he was going to masturbate, but… hey, gotta leave something to your imagination.

Seto: >.< damnit! I wanted to see that, I have no imagination!

Jou: I didn't, there's something kinda creepy about watching yourself jerk-off.

Seto: *leer* C'mon Jou, I wouldn't mind.

Jou: >.< hentai!

Seto: Hey, hey, I'm not the one screwing myself!

Yami: I fail to see why we have to discuss this, let's talk about something wholesome and G-rated. Like when am I going to screw Yugi in Purple?

Bakura: You call that wholesome? Hey, I'm fine with hearing about these two's sex life. So, Kaiba, how long have you felt inadequately equipped to do the job for your puppy?

Seto: *twitches* Shove it Bakura.

Marik: Now that I'd like to see. Well, Bakura, you heard the man, shove it.

Bakura: *flips them both off* Make me.

Marik: *leer* Okay.

Bakura: *starts backing away for good measure.*

Yugi: I don't like where this is heading. Lets cut to a commercial!

Sweets: And if you really like this story, you can review today, for free and get more chapter! But wait, there's more! If you pay me cash I'll love you long time. ^^

Yami: That's… pathetic. Change the channel.

Yugi: No, no! Next show is sexual overtures between us, Yami-kun!

Bakura: BORING! Change the channel.

Yugi: No!

Bakura: Yes!

Yugi: No!

Bakura: Yes!

Yugi: No! Bad Bakura-kun! *whaps him with a roll of newspaper*

Ryo: H-ey!

Jou: I feel dirty. (2)