Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Journey to Heaven ❯ Newfound Intimacy ( Chapter 31 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

WARNING: ATEN X ROBBIE LEMON!!!!! YAOI! YAOI! LAST PART OF CHAPTER!!!

Marik Ishtar 77: Hahahahaha…..Ishtar-Itemri sandwich…..yummy. Who wouldn't want one of those?

Kat: Bakura and Marik are smart yamis…and sexy too. You and Otogi can be knitting buddies!

Kura Magician Girl: *hugs tightly* I like that name, too. All of the boys will have their hands full…for a little bit at least.

Broken Time: It was time for a nice lemon. That one where the yamis were caught by Seto was hilarious! I so have to read that one again.

I is Me: *resuscitates and hands more water*

Valea: Ryou wants her to be in school. He wants to see her continue her education.

Yakari Taito: Thanks! *hands Marik plushie*

Lady Elfskye: Wow…yours was too? That can't be fun.

Beysie: I would tell you what I have planned for kailani, but it would give it away. I prefer suspense.

Dohaftic: Ryou was due for a lemon, definitely.

Shadow: *hugs* I understand. I'm here if you need me.

Mammon: Qu-est que c'est medomalacuphobia ? Je ne sais pas. Je suis heureux vous ai aimé le citron. Il était temps pour l'amour entre les garçons. J'espère que vous aimez votre poupée de Ryou !

Newfound Intimacy

One Week Later……..

Aria's alarm went off and she gave a disappointed, irritated growl. `Stupid alarm.'

She hit the alarm clock and knocked it on the floor.

“WAHHHHH!!!!!” the baby wailed.

“Oh, Kailani…..”

Aria rolled out of bed and staggered to Kailani's cradle. “Baby girl, it's time for breakfast already, is it?”

Aria sat in the rocking chair and unbuttoned her shirt. She brought out her breast and the baby drank hungrily. Her tired brown eyes moved to the clock that she knocked on the floor.

4:00 am blinked on the screen.

She gave a tired yawn and rocked herself in the rocking chair. Aria looked down at her feeding baby and kissed her forehead.

She cleared her throat and sang quietly.

“Mary had a little lamb,
Little lamb, little lamb.
Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow.
And ev'ry where that Mary went,
Mary went, Mary went.
Evrywhere that Mary went
The lamb was sure to go.”

Aria grumbled. “What was she doing with that lamb, anyway? Why didn't she just cook it up and eat it? Oh well…maybe Mary was a vegetarian and didn't eat meat.”

Aria continued singing.

It followed her to school one day,
School one day, school one day.
It followed her to school one day,
which was against the rule.
It made the children laugh and play,
Laugh and play, laugh and play.
It made the children laugh and play,
laugh and play to see a lamb at school.

“If I ever saw a lamb at my school, I'd probably send it to the Shadow Realm and eat it there….raw. What's a lamb following Mary for anyway? Was the lamb co-dependent? These nursery songs make no sense. And this is making me in the mood for lamb chops. Mmm…raw, bloody lamb chops. Maybe I can talk mother into cooking some tonight for dinner.”

Aria smiled down at her baby and sang.

“Row, row, row your boat
Gently Down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream..”

Aria sighed. “Life is but a dream….such funny lyrics to such a song.”

Sekhmet sat by her side and licked her hand.

“Sekhmet, do you like Lanie? She's beautiful, isn't she?”

The dog panted as it sat by her.

Aria looked down at her baby and touched her baby's cheek. The baby's eyes were blue….like her father's. The baby looked like Keith. Her cheekbones were as high as Keith's.

It was then she knew…this was Keith's baby.

It hurt to hold her.

But it was not the baby's fault she was born from rape.

Aria shook her head, trying to rid her mind of the memories of that night. The night which she had detested. The night that her brother had rescued her from his grip.

The baby removed her lips from her nipple and Aria brought the baby to her chest.

“Burp for me, little girl.”

The baby burped and Aria felt her shoulder grow wet. The baby spit up on her.

“Oh, Lanie….”

Aria put the baby on the changing table. “Here comes the nasty part.”

Aria changed the baby's diaper with a wrinkled nose. “Disgusting, Lanie….ew.”

The mother replaced the diaper with a clean one. “My little girl all better now? Who's my baby? Who's my baby girl?”

The infant waved her arms happily. “Mommy has to go to school today. You'll be staying home with my daddy, my mother, and Malik, and my brother. Be a good girl for them while I'm at school. I'll be back as soon as I can.”

Aria held the baby against her, cuddling her against her body. “Mommy loves you, Kailani. Never forget that.”

Someone knocked lightly on the door as the baby put her head on Aria's shoulder.

“Come in.”

Ryou opened the door slightly. “Hello, honey. Good morning. Do you want me to make you breakfast?”

“Yeah, mother. Can I have some ham and eggs? With toast?”

“Sure honey.”

Ryou was grateful his daughter didn't see him stagger down the hallway.

Aten ran out of the bedroom and ran into the hallway, his breath fast and uneasy. “Mother?! MOTHER!”

Ryou looked up the stairs. “Aten? Aten, what's wrong?”

Aten's panicked face quickly faded. “You're here! What a relief!”

“Sure I'm here. Why wouldn't I be here?”

Aten walked down the steps and hugged Ryou tightly. “I thought you were still……there.”

“Where, honey?”

“Cabin.”

Ryou hugged his son. “Honey, we never have to go back there, okay? Come down and take your medicine.”

Aten sat with Ryou at the kitchen table. “Today Robbie comes home. Would it be okay if I spent the night over there with Robbie?”

“I don't see why not. Just make sure that you do your homework. Also, take your Silver Millennium Rod with you. I don't want anything to happen to you on the way to Robbie's home.”

“Oh, I plan to definitely bring it with me. I'm going to need it, I'm sure.”

Ryou sighed. “Well, honey, if you do use your Rod, remember that Robbie's probably still sensitive.”

“Oh MOTHER!”

Ryou shifted his weight uncomfortably. “I'm just saying that will keep you safe.”

Aten grabbed his cup of orange juice. “Right…..” He took his handful of pills and quickly swallowed them. “I just have to do a little more homework and then I can go to Robbie's.”

“Malik and I will be busy with Kailani. It's been a long time since we've had a baby in the house. I really kind of miss having a baby. I wish I could have another one, Aten. But nobody could take the place of my two heavenly treasures.”

Ryou walked to Aten and kissed his cheek. “There's your morning kiss.”

Aten rubbed his cheek. “Are you still going to kiss my cheek when I'm married?”

“You're still my son if you're married or single.”

Aten grinned. “Thanks, mother.”

Aria yawned as she entered the kitchen.

“There's my girl…”

Aria held up her hand. “No kisses this morning, mom. I'm cranky and I want to kill something…send it to the Shadow Realm….and eat it raw.”

“These early feedings won't last forever, Aria,” Ryou explained.

“It so sucks waking up at 4am to feed a baby.”

Aten pat her hand. “I'm up early every day to pray before sunrise. I'm outside kneeling at 5am every morning.”

“Why aren't you out there now?”

Aten finished his cup of orange juice. “I didn't sleep well last night. I'll make up for it tomorrow morning.”

“What are you going to do? Wake up at 2am to pray?”

Aten shrugged. “If I have to do it, then yes.”

Ryou poured him another glass of orange juice. “That's dedication, Aten.”

“Ra will hopefully understand if I have a night of bad sleep because of chest pains. I'll make it up to him when I don't feel so weak.”

“Where is Lanie now, Aria?”

“She finally went back to sleep.”

Aria yawned and put her head on the table. “So tired….too tired to send anything to the Shadow Realm.”

Aten snickered. “That's good, considering we go through at least three toasters monthly because you keep sending them to the Shadow Realm.”

“If they burn my toast, they are not worthy to be in this house. They must be destroyed.”

“Well, what was your grudge with the blender the other night?”

Aria yawned. “It didn't mix the pudding mix correctly.”

Aten rolled his eyes. “So is that why you called Swordstalker here to slice his sword through the blender?”

“It had to be eliminated.”

Ryou shook his head. Having two yami children capable of channeling Shadow Magic was an interesting experience.

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Jaimen stood up straight as the two tailors measured him for his tuxedo. “How long do I have to stand still?”

“Just a moment longer,” the tailor said. “You certainly are your father's son. All your height is in your legs.”

Jaimen felt the hairstylist examining his hair. “Can you quit messing with my hair?”

Seto looked up from his desk. “Jaimen, the hair stylist has to decide how to best have your hair done. You don't have my hair and it's difficult to manage as it is.”

The manicurist examined Jaimen's nails. “Mr. Kaiba, you're chewing your fingernails, aren't you?”

“Just a little bit.”

“Jaimen, you can't bite your nails,” the manicurist scolded.

Jaimen rolled his eyes. “I'm just….I'll try not to do it anymore.”

“Mr. Kaiba, what color do you wish your son's suit to be?”

“Black and white traditional tuxedo. Nothing ruffly and lacy, please. Just a normal tuxedo.”

Ceres ran in squealing. He ran towards Seto and hid behind him.

“Ceres? What's wrong?”

“Come back here, you little---! Mr. Seto! I need to measure Ceres for his tuxedo and he won't let me.”

Seto stood up. “Maybe that's because you're chasing after him screaming like a banchee! You're fired! Get out of my sight!”

“But, Mr. Kaiba, I---.”

Seto pointed towards the door. “Get. Out. Or shall I call Donny and have him throw your ass out of here?”

The man narrowed his eyes and threw down his measuring tape. “I wouldn't be caught dead helping you with this hoax of a wedding!”

Seto narrowed his eyes. “One call from me and you will be caught dead….literally.”

The man turned and left angrily.

Seto put Ceres on his desk. “All better now,” Seto said moving the child's black hair behind his shoulders.

Ceres reached out for Seto and hugged him, gripping onto his clothes. “He was a bad man.”

“Because he was yelling at you?”

Ceres nodded. “He was yelling at me.”

“Don't worry. He's gone. I'll have these guys get your measurements when they are done with Jaimen.”

Ceres smiled up at his uncle. “Thank you, Unkie Seto.”

The tailor, hair stylist, and the manicurist stepped back. “Well, Jaimen, we're done. Step up on the box, kiddo.”

The men watched as the boy stepped up on the box. “Wow! Look at how tall I am! I can tush the woof!” Ceres lifted his hands to try to touch the ceiling. “I'm a big boy!”

The tailor laughed. “Yes you are, Ceres.”

“I'm a big boy now! I'm using the potty by mysewf and every-ting!”

The manicurist laughed. “I have a girl your age, Ceres. She's a big girl now.”

Ceres' eyes lit up. “I'm a boy, though! I'm weawwy big!”

The men measured Ceres and examined him as Jaimen approached his father.

“Working late tonight, dad?”

“I have to, Jaimen. We're just starting to get back on our feet and we have some new markets that I must attend to.”

Jaimen sat down in front of the desk. “Dad, I'm worried.”

“About what, son?”

“The Crusaders…..they have sent us threatening letters and have tried to sabotage our company.”

Seto looked up. “Who told you about the threatening letters?”

“It's all over the company.”

“Jaimen, I don't want you to worry about these threatening letters. I can't tell you how many I have received in my lifetime. These people are just lunatics.”

Jaimen folded his hands on the desk. “But, dad, these people are nuts!”

“I am well aware of that, son. Jaimen, there will be plenty of security at my wedding and there will be more than enough at the reception.”

Jaimen looked at his father with emploring blue eyes. “Dad, I'm really nervous about all this. We're not safe with those creeps lurking around!”

Seto shrugged. “That's part of being gay and living in Domino, Jaimen. This city never used to be this way, you know.”

“Dad, I have a really bad feeling about this! Why don't you listen to me?!”

Seto saw Ceres cringe from Jaimen's raised voice. “Don't scare the boy, Jaimen. Look, Public Relations will be armed to the teeth. And I have arranged for some…..additional security during the ceremony and reception. Every man will have enough ammunition to take out a small army.”

Jaimen sighed. “I hope you know what you're doing, dad.”

“Jaimen, you're not having second thoughts about my marriage to Joey, are you?”

“No, dad. That's not it. I want you to marry Joey. If you love him, that's all that matters, right?”

Seto stood up and walked around the desk to his son. “That's a very mature and honest answer, Jaimen.”

Jaimen stood up and hugged Seto tightly. “You're my dad. I want what makes you happy.”

Seto wrapped his arm around his son. “That makes two of us…..son.”

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Marik flipped through another book on the kitchen table. Bakura pushed Kailani in her swing.

Ryou poured another cup of tea. “Find anything yet, boys?”

Marik groaned and ran his fingers through his blond hair. “Not a damn thing.”

Malik carried a large book into the kitchen. He slammed the book on the kitchen table. “I never thought I'd have to break these books out again. I can't tell you how many times I've looked through them to find a cure for the Yami Virus!”

Ryou picked up a book. He flipped through the pages looking at the ancient text. “I'm sorry, guys. I can't help you. I can't read this.”

Bakura felt a hand on his shoulder. He had felt that hand before. `Rayna?' Bakura turned and saw Ryou standing over him. “Ryou?”

“I can't read this, Bakura. Sorry.”

Bakura pat Ryou's hand. Of course Ryou wouldn't know how to read this. If Ryou was Rayna's reincarnation, he wouldn't know how to read or write ancient Egyptian. Rayna didn't know how to read or write either….she was a prostitute. She would never have been taught.

“It's okay, Ryou. Leave it to us.”

“We found the information we needed about the Yami Virus in Egypt. Maybe we should go there and look for the answer,” Marik suggested.

“Seto's wedding is in one week!” Malik gasped. “We don't have that kind of time!”

Bakura growled. “This baby might not have that kind of time, Malik.”

“We can't go now! Even if we did have the answer to the curse, the baby has been born!”

“It might not be too late!” Bakura growled.

Marik held up his hand. “Itemri is right, Malik. The baby has been born and we have to find a way to either delay its death or stop it entirely. We have very little time.”

Bakura leaned back in his chair. “Am I the only one here who wants to help this child?”

“Bakura, we do not have the time to go to Egypt right now. If we look in these spellbooks, we may yet be able to find a key.”

“We better find a key before we have to find a coffin!”

“We will, Bakura,” Malik said opening his large book.

Kailani started to whimper.

Bakura turned to her. “Lanie, I just changed your diaper and fed you.”

The baby looked up at Bakura with large blue eyes.

“I'll be back, guys. The baby wants to play.”

The yami stood up and brought the child out of the swing. “Do you want to play? Do you want to play with me, baby girl? Who's a big girl?”

Bakura held the baby in the air and laughed as the child's legs dangled. “You're so cute I could eat you alive!”

Ryou followed Bakura to the living room and sat on the couch. Bakura put the baby on the floor and fell on his hands and knees.

He growled at the baby. “Who's a chibi yami? Who's a little chibi yami?”

The baby moved her arms and legs happily.

“Bakura, don't scare the poor girl.”

“Aria loved this when she was a baby, Ry---AH!”

The baby grabbed Bakura's batwing and pulled.

“Ow…Lanie, let go of…AH!”

The baby laughed and tugged harder on the white spiky hair.

“Lanie…don't pull on that…OW!”

The baby tugged and played with the batwing, squealing happily.

“My hair is not a toy, Chibi Yami….”

“Bakura, you don't know if she has Shadow Magic.”

“Well, she's Aria's daughter. She could have some magical powers.”

Ryou shrugged. “But her father was mortal.”

Bakura snarled. “Her father is an insect! He's an asshole.”

“Yami, really, watch your tongue around the baby.”

“But, just because one parent is mortal doesn't mean that the baby wouldn't have magical powers. I'm mortal and look at Aria and Aten. Both of them possess Shadow Powers.”

Bakura winced as Lanie grabbed his other batwing and tugged, making him snarl in pain. “Well, Ryou, look at Aria and Aten. Both of them have different abilities. Aria's powers are so much stronger than Aten's.”

“I'm not going to sit here and compare which child has the stronger powers. I'm not going to play favorites.”

“This is not about favoritism, Ryou, it's about fact.”

“Still, Bakura….I'm not doing that to our children.”

Bakura growled as another fierce tug threatened to tear the batwings from his head. “I guess we'll have to wait until she gets older to see what her Shadow Powers are…if any exist.”

Aten ran down the steps with his bag. “I'm done my homework. I'm going over to Robbie's. He called me from the hospital and said he's on his way home. See you tomorrow, mother. Bye, Lanie! Don't tug too hard on Father Bakura's hair.” Aten grabbed his pills and put them into his schoolbag. “I'm going to Robbie's father. See you tomorrow.”

Aten kissed Marik and Malik. He ran to the living room and kissed his mother and Bakura. He gave the baby a kiss on the cheek. “Goodbye!”

Lanie released Bakura's hair, much to the yami's relief.

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Aten ran down the street and saw Mr.Gillam's house. Aten narrowed his eyes and stopped suddenly. Mr. Gillam had smiled when the medics were taking Robbie to the ambulance.

The man actually smirked at Robbie's pain.

Robbie's pain….

That's all it took.

//I'm taking over…It's time to give that mortal a lesson.//

Aten grit his teeth and snarled with fury as his hair spiked. Lightening bolts were formed in the blond hair. His canines grew.

Now was the time for payback.

Aten squeezed the silver Millennium Rod in his hand and walked up to the door.

Aten knocked on the door.

Mr. Gillam opened the door. “Yes?”

Aten took the Silver Rod and slammed the metal against the side of Gillam's head. The elderly man fell to the floor grabbing the side of his head. “You found Robbie's pain amusing, did you?”

The yami shut the door behind him.

“You…You can't hit me!”

Yami Aten snarled and picked the man up by the collar. “Funny….it looks like I just did. I enjoyed that. I think I'll do that again.”

Yami Aten slammed the Silver Rod against the old man's head again, smiling at the sight of a gaping wound on the man's head.

“Not so funny now, is it?”

He threw his victim across the room, hearing bones snap as his back hit the bookcase.

Yami Aten chuckled. “The melodious sound of broken bones and severed veins…..music to my ears.”

Yami Aten kicked the old man. “GET UP!”

Aten looked at the old man laying on the floor.

//Look at him…..look at his pain….//

/I see him. He deserves it for laughing at Robbie's pain./

//Doesn't the old man look….familiar?//

Aten looked down and saw Steven laying on the floor, his mouth bloody. Yami Aten stepped back. “Grandfather?”

//Yes, Aten…look at him….remember the pain he put you through.//

[My grandson is so sexy!]

Yami Aten winced as if in pain.

[Stop struggling you little brat!] *slap*

Yami Aten held his cheek.

[Such a tight little body! I could pound into you all night and not get tired!]

Yami Aten gripped his stomach.

[I'm coming! Oh god!]

Yami Aten snarled and roared in fury. “I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU!”

Yami Aten lunged at Mr. Gillam and slammed the Silver Rod against his skull. “You bastard! DIE!”

Yami Aten ran for the butcher knife in the kitchen and slammed it into the old man's back. He cut skin savagely, opening the man's back. With savage hatred, he pierced each organ with the knife, hacking each organ to shreds, except the heart.

Mr. Gillam breathed his last breath.

Yami Aten reached into the man's body and grabbed the man's heart. “May Ammut feast on your soul, you barbarian!”

Yami Aten bit into the heart, letting his canines sink into the muscle. He tore away at the heart muscle, devouring it slowly as he sat beside his victim. The yami gave satisfied grunts as he chewed the still heart.

His knees were drawn up to his chest as he sucked the organ dry of blood. He finished the heart and licked his lips with satisfaction of a job well done.

Yami Aten reached into the body and grabbed a handful of shredded organs and blood. He turned his hand over and watched the shredded organs and blood slip from his hand.

Yami Aten turned the corpse on its back and tugged down the man's pants. He grabbed the butcher knife as he looked at the man's groin.

[My little grandson is so sexy. Let's play.]

Yami Aten snarled. “PLAY WITH THIS, YOU SICK FUCK!”

Yami Aten hacked at the old man's genitals, severing the penis and testicles from the man's body.

“You want to chew on something? Chew on this!”

Yami Aten opened the man's mouth and jammed the man's sex between his teeth. Yami Aten stood up and looked down at his body. “Great. You soiled me with your dirty blood!”

//Time for you to clean up my dirty work.//

Aten's hair fell and he let out a tired sigh as he returned to normal. Aten stared wide-eyed at the old man's body.

“Oh…my….gods.”

He looked down at his shirt and his hands covered in Mr. Gillam's blood. “Oh boy,” he sighed casually. “Now I have to clean up.”

//You sound so calm.//

/He deserved everything he got./

Aten went to the kitchen and washed his hands and face free of blood. He turned his shirt inside out to hide some of the splatters of blood on his shirt. He used a cloth to lighten the few drops of blood on his jeans.

Aten returned to the living room.

//Steven deserves that kind of death. Someday we will find him, Aten. We will make him suffer for all the pain and heartache he has caused us. And he will pay for causing us an early death.//

Aten nodded. “Yes…..he will pay alright.”

Aten left the house calmly and walked next door to Robbie's home. He sat on the front step until Robbie's car pulled up.

Aten stood up excitedly and saw Miranda step out of the car.

She walked around the car. “Hi, Aten! Waiting for us, huh?”

“Hi, mom!” Aten said as he ran up to the door.

“Robbie, come out of the car.”

“……No.”

Miranda opened the door. “Come on, Robbie, it's okay. This is Aten. He came to spend the night.”

Robbie opened the door slowly. Aten saw a dark brown cane emerge from the car.

Robbie stood up, using the cane for support. His face looked less than impressed.

“Robbie, I'm so glad to see you!” Aten said, hugging Robbie tightly and kissing him on the lips. “I'm so glad you're home!”

Robbie sighed sadly. “That's fine. I'm home. No big deal.”

Aten watched Robbie limp away with the cane. “Robbie….”

“Aten, have some patience with him. This is very hard on him.”

“I love him with the cane or not.”

Miranda put her hand on Aten's shoulder. “Then tell him that, Aten. I hope you can help him tonight. He's very upset. And it's not like him to be so depressed.”

Aten watched Robbie limp with the cane. “I love him with or without the cane. I'm not going to give up on him.”

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Throughout the day, Aten tried to talk to Robbie, but the teen said very little. He sat in the backyard with the cane by his side during most of the day.

Aten helped Miranda cut vegetables for dinner. “I don't know what more to do for him, mom.”

“This is a big adjustment for him, Aten. I knew someday he'd need something to help him get around. He's so sensitive about his foot and his appearance.”

“Well, maybe tonight I can talk to him. He hasn't been in a talking mood all day.”

Miranda added the carrots to the stew. “When he gets in these moods, Aten, it's best to let him be. Robbie has his father's temper and it's a good thing that temper doesn't come out often. One thing, Aten….if you notice Robbie's behavior changing, let me know immediately. Dr. Peters said that people with head trauma such as Robbie's can result in personality and behavior changes. He's having some short term memory problems, too, just to let you know.”

Aten sighed. “I'm going to find the punks who did this to him, mom. I'm going to make them pay.”

That night at dinner, Robbie ate the stew quietly. Aten smiled up at Robbie. “Let's watch a funny movie tonight. That always helps me when I'm feeling down.”

Robbie looked up. “That sounds good. I could go for that. A nice friendly cuddle.”

Aten smiled at the first full sentence of the day. “Sure! We can sit on the couch like we always do. We can pop some popcorn and have something to drink. You and I can cuddle on the couch. What do you say, Robbie? Sound like fun?”

Robbie nodded slowly. “Yeah, sounds fine. Umm….what kind of movie were we going to watch?”

“Comedy,” Miranda answered.

“Oh yeah, I forgot.”

Miranda ate a piece of potato. “Tomorrow morning, I'll make your favorite, Robbie…blueberry pancakes with whipped cream and syrup! How does that sound?”

Robbie licked his lips. “Well, that does sound good!”

Aten smiled. “Now that's the Robbie I know!”

After dinner, Miranda cleaned up. Aten had offered his help, but she told him to take his medication and go sit with Robbie.

Aten sat on the couch and brought Robbie into his arms. “Robbie? Can I ask you a qwession?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you remember us doing this?”

Robbie looked down. “Not really. I still can't believe I'm gay….and…that…we're going to be married….and….it's all just so…much.”

Aten turned Robbie's head towards him. “Maybe this will help.”

Aten leaned down and kissed Robbie's lips softly. Aten's hands brushed lovingly against Robbie's cheek. He stroked Robbie's cheek lightly.

When Aten pulled back from the kiss, Robbie's face was blushing. “Did I make you blush, Robbie? Look at you! You look like a cherry! You're so cute when you blush!”

Robbie snickered and shifted closer to Aten, pressing himself against the Egyptian. Aten held Robbie close, wrapping his arms around Robbie protectively with a happy moan.

“Save it for the bedroom, you two,” Miranda said coming out of the bedroom. “If you two are going to get busy before the movie, you two will have to go upstairs.”

The Egyptian looked up at Miranda with large chibi eyes. “Me?”

“Yes, you, Aten Bakari Ishtar…..the pout doesn't work on me, mister.”

Miranda slipped the tape into the DVD player and settled down on the chair.

As the movie progressed, Aten slowly pulled at the blanket that was draped over the couch. He pulled and tugged on it until it draped over Robbie's body which was leaning back against him.

Robbie's eyes widened, he looked down as Aten's hands moved under the blanket to slip underneath his shirt. The hands roamed around Robbie's chest and abdomen slowly, letting his hands explore the familiar territory.

Robbie closed his eyes, completely distracted from the movie.

Aten rested his cheek on Robbie's head softly as his hands continued to rub and caress Robbie's chest. Robbie turned his head away from the television. He slipped his hands underneath the blanket and under his shirt. He covered Aten's hands with his palms and moved with them.

The Egyptian leaned his head down to Robbie's ear. “I still love you, Robbie….no matter what you use to get around. I've always loved you despite your bad foot. You've always loved me despite my bad heart. No matter what, you are still the one I want to marry.”

Aten nuzzled Robbie with his cheek.

//Don't do it…..//

Aten kissed Robbie's ear and slid his hands underneath the material of Robbie's pants. Robbie closed his eyes and sighed softly as he felt Aten's hand touch him.

Miranda looked over at the two boys, seeing only Aten's back. “Are you two boys paying attention?”

“Yes, mom,” Aten said with a smile.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, mom,” Aten repeated, biting his lip against the devilish grin.

Robbie leaned against Aten, his body heating under Aten's touch.

“Is this too much for you?” Aten whispered in Robbie's ear.

Robbie's breathing hastened. “No….”

Aten reached lower, cupping Robbie in his hands, and started licking Robbie's ear slowly. Robbie tilted his head up and kissed Aten on the lips as he raised his hips into the hand.

Aten let out a soft moan and Miranda turned her head.

“Boys, maybe you should go up to your room to do that?”

Aten's eyes snapped open as he suddenly realized where he was. “Oops….sorry, mom.”

Aten removed his and from Robbie and Robbie struggled to his feet using the cane.

“Sorry, mom,” Robbie said, his face red as if he were sunburned.

“It's okay, guys. Have a good night. And Robbie?”

Robbie turned. “Yes, mom?”

“Keep the moans down, okay?”

“Mom!!!” Robbie exclaimed turning even redder.

Miranda laughed. “It's okay, Robbie. I'm just pulling your leg. Good night, boys.”

“Good night, mom,” Robbie said kissing Miranda on the cheek.

Aten kissed Miranda on both cheeks, as was his tradition. “I `ala khayr.” (Meaning: Goodnight. I may have used the plural for this one…not sure.)

“Goodnight, Aten.”

Aten followed Robbie up the steps and into his bedroom.

Aten removed his shirt and pants and changed into his bathrobe. “Just let me wash up, Robbie.”

“Okay,” Robbie said as he removed his shirt.

He sat on the bed to remove his socks when he saw Aten's shirt….covered in blood from the inside.

His eyes widened and he lifted the shirt.

Aten entered the room and Robbie held up the shirt.

“Aten, what is this?”

Aten gasped. “Robbie!”

“Aten, what is this?!”

//Busted….// Yami Aten chuckled.

“Robbie, I can explain.”

“Whose blood is this? Tell me the truth!”

Aten sighed. “The night you were taken to the hospital, I saw Mr. Gillam smiling from the window. He was smiling and you were…..hurt so bad. I had to pay him back for that smart-ass grin.”

“You killed him?”

//He deserves an honest answer, Aten. Let me give it to him.//

/But what if you scare him?/

//He won't run from me.//

Yami Aten grinned and narrowed his eyes. His canines sharpened and his hair spiked. “Hello…Robert.”

Robbie gasped and dropped the bloody clothes, terrified. “Who…Who are you? Aten?”

“I am his darker half….created by violence…..and nursed by nightmares. I am fear. I am hatred. I am sadistic.

My name is Yami Aten.”

Robbie tensed as the spiky-haired creature approached him. “What do you want with me?”

Yami Aten raised his hand and cupped Robbie's face. “You are such…a beautiful specimen of mortal flesh. Now I see what Aten loves about you. Your skin…so soft.”

Yami Aten leaned down to kiss Robbie.

“Aten, did you kill Mr. Gillam?”

Yami Aten grinned. “Yes…….and I performed my ritual. I devoured his heart and now he has gone to see Osiris…in the Valley of the Damned.”

Robbie looked at Yami Aten's sharp canines. “Aten…please don't….kill…me.”

Yami Aten chuckled. “I do not wish to hurt you. I only want what Aten wants.”

Robbie closed his eyes as Yami Aten's lips stopped inches from his. “What is it…that you want?”

“Your love, Robert. We need the love from our One and Only.”

Yami Aten leaned down, possessing Robbie's lips in a kiss. The yami's arms wrapped around his mortal fiancé and held him close.

Robbie moaned into the kiss as Aten's tongue slipped into his mouth. Robbie's hands rubbed Aten's back and settled on the Egyptian's thin hips.

His horror at finding the blood on Aten's clothes was quickly replaced by the warm sensation of Aten holding him.

Yami Aten backed Robbie towards the bed. The Caucasian teen sat on the mattress and kissed Aten's stomach on top of the robe. Robbie's hands wrapped around Aten and pulled him closer.

/Yami Aten, what's going on out there?/

//Nothing. Relax. Let me handle this.//

Robbie reached for the tie on Aten's bathrobe. With a slow motion, he untied the belt and opened the robe, revealing a naked Aten beneath.

Robbie looked up at Yami Aten. “I….” A brief memory flashed in front of his mind.

****Flashback****

Robbie looked up to see Aten flailing his arms wildly. “Aten!”

“Gantfatter! Don't!”

Robbie crawled up and held Aten. Aten's eyes were opened wildly as he pushed against Robbie.
”No! Go away! Don't hurt mommy! Please!”

Robbie held onto Aten. “Aten, I never hurt your mother! It's me! Robbie!”

Aten pushed against Robbie again and tried to punch him. “Stop touching me! Please! Bad touch!”

***********************

“Aten, will this startle you?”

Yami Aten grinned. “You are mistaking Aten for myself. I protect Aten. Since I am here, I can defend myself if need be.”

Robbie closed his eyes and kissed Aten's stomach. Robbie's hand wrapped around Aten's length.

The yami let out a satisfied growl as Robbie touched him.

Yami Aten leaned down and helped Robbie into bed. He crawled beside Robbie and laid by his side. The yami resumed the kiss, slipping his hand under the rim of Robbie's jeans and regaining a grip on Robbie's manhood.

“Aten,” Robbie moaned as his arousal awakened.

“You like this, Robbie?”

Robbie nodded and took in a deep breath. “Yes…”

Yami Aten rolled over on top of Robbie, growling at him menacingly to gauge his reaction.

Would Robbie freeze? Would he fight? Would he try to regain control?

Robbie wrapped his legs around Yami Aten and held him close.
Yami Aten kissed the side of Robbie's neck, careful to support himself on his hands and not press himself against Robbie too hard.

Yami Aten kissed down Robbie's body and rid Robbie of the rest of his clothing. “So beautiful….I can definitely see Aten's attraction.”

Yami Aten leaned down and kissed down Robbie's body, stopping to nip and kiss Robbie's snow-white skin.

Robbie's body soon turned red with the sensations of Aten's touch.

“Nobody could ever do this to me, Aten,” Robbie whimpered.

Yami Aten reached down and noticed his body had not even attempted to become aroused.

//Something is wrong.//

/What?/

//I should be stimulated….but your body is not becoming aroused.//

/Give it time…..I take much longer to…become aroused./

//It's your memories doing that to you.//

/…….Yes./

Yami Aten licked the underside of Robbie's arousal, letting his tongue trace the slightly bulging veins around it.

Robbie moaned as he arched his back. “A--_Aten….”

Yami Aten swallowed around Robbie hungrily, creating a quick and sudden motion around Robbie.

The blue-eyed teen panted heavily and reached down. He caressed Yami Aten's hair as he deep-throated him.

/He's….not holding me down there….like grandfather./

//It appears that he means no harm. But this is only a test….a test to see how trustworthy a mate he can be.//

Robbie's hands fell to the side and he gripped the sheets tightly, thrusting his hips slowly into the warm heat above him.

“Aten…..god…..so good.”

Yami Aten left Robbie's manhood to pepper the inside of his thigh with kisses. Robbie squirmed as he felt Yami Aten's tongue run along his skin.

Robbie fisted the sheets below him, moving his hips up as Aten kissed and licked him alternately.

“Aten….I don't know…how much longer I can hold on….”

Aten grinned and pulled back his head from between Robbie's legs. He gave the tip a little teasing lick. “How do you feel, Robert?”

Robbie looked down. “You have to ask? Just look at me!”

Aten kissed up the rigid flesh. “I *kiss* prefer *kiss* to watch *kiss* you squirm.”

Robbie snickered. “Oh, really? I'm not squirmy enough?” Robbie smiled and squirmed more with a laugh. “Is that squirmy enough for you?”

Yami Aten felt himself just starting to become aroused. He crawled up to Robbie and rubbed himself against Robbie, kissing him deeply.

“Aten….I love you,” Robbie whispered.

Yami Aten lowered his head. The spikes fell, the growling stopped.

Aten raised his head. “Robbie? Did…you…just say….what I thought you said?”

Robbie stroked Aten's cheek. “I…remember us doing this before.”

“We've been doing this for about a year now. We've just never….gone all the way.”

Robbie kissed Aten's cheek. “Do you want to this time?”

“How do you feel? Are you in pain still?”

Robbie gave a playful little lick to Aten's lips. “I want what you want.”

Aten looked around the bed and found some hand lotion. “This will be good enough. I don't see anything else in here that we could use.”

Aten rolled off of Robbie. He covered two fingers in the lotion as Robbie rolled on top of him.

Robbie kissed down Aten's chest, stopping to lick and kiss a hard nipple.

“Robbie…I…”

“It's okay, Aten.”

Robbie kissed down to Aten's belly button, dipping his tongue into it.

Aten gripped the sheets tightly and tensed. “Robbie…no. Not yet.”

Robbie looked up. “Oh…okay.” The boy rolled off of Aten and laid beside him. “Sorry to scare you.

“I want you to…..but I'm not ready yet for that.”

Aten rolled to his side and pressed one lotioned finger past Robbie's entrance.

Robbie gripped onto Aten's shoulders, his face now covered in sweat. “Aten…ow.”

“Sorry…sorry. This is going to be uncomfortable. I'll try to go slow.”

Aten pressed into the virgin entrance and pulled out to give Robbie some relief. Robbie buried his face against Aten's chest as his body reluctantly let the digit inside of him.

“I know…I never curse….but…..Shit…this hurts!”

Aten kissed Robbie's forehead. “I know it does, Robbie. Trust me. I know. Imagine this with no lotion. I want to make this less painful as possible.”

The black-haired boy kissed his friend and moaned as he felt Aten's knuckles press against him. Aten was embedded in him. Aten slowly moved the finger inside, searching uncertainly.

“What are you….looking for?”

Aten snickered. “Gay sex really is a mystery for you!”

“Considering I've never had any sex, yes!”

“You'll see.”

Robbie's eyes widened as he felt another finger slip beside its twin and further try to stretch him. “I have a feeling I won't be able to walk for a week!”

“No, I'll see to it that you will. But until your body gets used to it, you'll limp more than normal.”

Aten buried the second digit into Robbie's tight virgin body. He scissored his fingers and slipped them in deeper.

Aten brushed against something and Robbie moaned with pleasure.

“Aten! That felt good…”

Aten snickered. “Bingo.”

Aten repeated his action inside Robbie's body, rubbing and stroking the prostate gland.

Robbie bucked up as Aten stretched him. “I…lo---love….oh god…you.”

The Egyptian smiled. “I love you, too, Robbie.”

The boy thrust up and eventually back against the fingers. “Aten…I know it's going to hurt…but…I need you.”

The dark-skinned boy looked down at himself. He wasn't completely aroused, but maybe it could be enough to take Robbie.

Aten covered himself in the hand lotion and rolled over on Robbie. He laid his head on Robbie's chest, listening to his heartbeat. He could feel himself becoming more aroused as he mounted Robbie.

“I'm going to go slow.”

The Egyptian shifted closer to Robbie and pressed the head of his length into Robbie slowly.

Robbie gripped Aten's shoulders tightly, his nails digging into Aten's skin. “Ow….pain.”

“Breathe deeply, Robbie. Try to relax. I know it hurts….but try to relax. Shhh…It's okay, baby.”

The boy took a deep breath and moaned as Aten slipped another inch into his body slowly.

Robbie winced as Aten slowly filled him, penetrating him slowly.

“It didn't look like it hurt those guys…in the movie…we watched.”

“That was porn, Robbie. Those men are used to doing what they do. You are not. That is why I want to be careful. I could really do some damage if I tried.”

Aten pressed his hips against Robbie and buried his manhood inside his fiancé. Aten rested his head against Robbie's chest again, closing his eyes at the sound of Robbie's heartbeat.

Robbie reached up and caressed Aten's hair gently. “My Aten.” Robbie kissed the dark teen above him.

“It's okay, Aten,” Robbie whispered.

Aten kissed Robbie's lips slowly as he kept himself buried in the body beneath him

Robbie wrapped his legs around Aten's hips and held him close, the thoughts of the bloodied clothing completely out of his mind.

“My baby,” Robbie smiled.

“My Robbie,” Aten grinned.

The two teens let their hands explore the other's chest, caressing each other with their newfound intimacy.

Aten felt himself slowly harden inside his new lover and he began moving.

Robbie winced, struggling to accustom himself to the new sensations of Aten's penetrations. The pain soon gave way to pleasure as Aten started brushing up against Robbie's prostate again.

Aten bit his lip against the sensation of taking someone.

//It has been a long time since you took someone.//

/Quiet! Let me enjoy one minute with Robbie without you interfering!/

//I'm just trying to get you to face your past….not run from it.//

/Well, guess what? I don't want to face it!/

Aten shifted closer to Robbie and thrust into the virgin body faster. Robbie moaned with each penetration, his back arched and he soon thrust up against Aten to bring him deeper.

//It's only been three years since you took someone.//

/I was forced to do that! I didn't want to! This I wanted to take Robbie!/

Aten leaned down and kissed Robbie deeply as he thrust his length into Robbie's willing body. The sweat from Robbie trickled down his forehead. His breathing became ragged.

//Why did you take him? Three years ago?//

/If I didn't, Charlie would have killed my mother. And Charlie said he would hang Robbie if I didn't take him. I don't think Hayden will ever forgive me for what I've done./

A tear came down Aten's cheek.

“What's wrong, Aten?”

Aten grabbed Robbie's arms and thrust against him harder. “I love you, Robbie…..Sweet Ra, I love you so much!”

Robbie grabbed onto his own length and stroked it with Aten's thrust. He looked up into the brown and purple eye hovering above his face. “I could never love anyone but you, Aten.”

Aten could feel Robbie's bucking against him more wildly. He raised his hips harder into his own grip.

“A…Aten.”

“Rob---bie.”

Aten thrust into Robbie, slamming against his prostate deliberately. “Please, Robbie…come for me.”

Robbie's eyes closed tightly and his body shivered. “Aten…oh god!”

Robbie arched his back forward as he climaxed, spilling his release over himself and Aten's stomach. His body convulsed as it expelled his release hard.

//Boy, is that a familiar sensation!//

/STOP IT!/

Aten's eyes widened as impulse took over. With one arm he raised Robbie's leg on his shoulder and pounded into him. The bed shook with the wild motions of the Egyptian.

Aten closed his eyes tightly and slammed into Robbie. Aten released the leg and wrapped his arms around Robbie.

“Hold me, Robbie,” Aten whimpered.

Robbie wrapped his arms around Aten as he felt a warm substance spill into him.

Aten gave a whimper as his body shivered with his orgasm.

Robbie held the trembling and convulsing teen above him. “Aten, it's okay…ow. Come on, baby. It's okay.”

The bed quaked with the force of Aten's convulsions.

“I'm afraid,” Aten whimpered. “Hold me, Robbie…Don't let go of me.”

“Never, Aten. I'll never let go of you. I love you.”

The Egyptian let out a heartbreaking sob on top of Robbie.

Robbie caressed Aten's hair. He kissed Aten's forhead and cradled him against his body.

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Miranda poured herself another cup of coffee and sat down at the kitchen table. She opened up her book and began reading when her son entered the kitchen with more than a noticeable limp.

“Morning, Robbie.”

“Morning, mom,” he said wincing.

Miranda raised an eyebrow. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah…just…umm……twisted my hip……………..ow.”

Miranda bit her lip and shook her head. `Robert Morgan, you are such a bad liar.'

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