Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Koibito Yami ❯ Dance With the Devil ( Chapter 10 )

Koibito Yami

Hato-chiisai

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Except for Bakura's song to Ryou, which will be in the next chapter. I wrote it myself, so don't steal it!

YAOI WARNING!!! Ryou/Bakura Lemon at the end of the Chapter.

Chapter 10- Dance With the Devil

It was late afternoon when Bakura woke. He still had his arms around Yugi, who was still fast asleep. Yugi still had his back to Bakura, and Bakura noticed that Ryou had shifted, so his back was pressed into Yugi's chest. His head was nestled between Yami's shoulder and chin, and Yami was holding him close. Bakura felt a slight bit annoyed that Yami was holding his Ryou, but then again, he was holding Yami's Yugi, so he wouldn't complain. Yami lazily opened one eye, an smirked at Bakura.

"<That was something I'll never forget.>" He mumbled, in Egyptian, and Bakura chuckled.

"<Me neither. It's been 5000 years since I've been taken, as opposed to taking.>"

"<Hmm. Ryou's really tight, Bakura. Tighter than Yugi. I was scared stiff the whole time that I'd hurt him.>"

"<If you had, I woulda' killed you. I need to try Yugi, some time. He gives one helluva blowjob.>"

"<Back off my Light, Bakura.>"

"<Maybe we should try each other.>"

"<Is that an invitation, Grave Robber?>" Yami said, grinning.

"<I suppose it is. But we' have to find some way to occupy these two.>" Bakura said, motioning to Ryou and Yugi.

"<True. I think Yugi would have a heart attack.>"

"<Damn, I'm getting turned on again.>"

"you know," Yugi said, suddenly, startling Bakura and Yami. "It's no fun eavesdropping when the conversation is in a strange language." Yugi opened his eyes, and smirked at Yami, and, Ryou giggled, opening his eyes as well.

"Have you two been awake this whole time?!?" Bakura demanded, and the two lights giggled again.

"We're gonna have to be careful around these two." Yami said to Bakura, grinning.

"I just feel like playing with them again." Bakura said and sat up, straddling Yugi's hips. Yugi squeaked, and Ryou gasped as Yami rolled onto him as well.

"Sounds like fun." Yami said, smirking down at Ryou. Suddenly, the bedroom door opened, and they all turned to stare at the Feral Imp, who either didn't notice the position they were in, or didn't care.

"Master Pharaoh. A man approaches." The monster rasped, and Yami leapt off of Ryou, and dashed to the window, naked. He brushed the curtains aside, and looked out. His face paled, and he turned to stare back at the three on the bed. Bakura sat up, noting the look of horror and worry on Yami's face.

"Ketsueki." Bakura snarled, and stood. Ryou whimpered, and drew back to the corner of the bed against the wall.

"No!" He whimpered. "Don't let him take me!" Yugi held Ryou, who was trembling violently.

"It's Ketsueki, isn't it?" Bakura said, and Yami swallowed.

"Worse." He said, in a dry voice. "It's Ryou's father." Yugi, Ryou, and Bakura froze, then looked around, noting that they were all naked.

"Oh, shit!" Bakura swore, and Yami whirled to the Feral Imp.

"Stall!" He ordered, and the Feral Imp left. The four boys began rushing around desperately.

"Shit! Where are my pants?!"

"Under the bed."

"Yugi, that's my shirt!"

"No it isn't!"

"Yes it is!"

"No it, oh, yeah, it is."

"Eep! My bed! How will we hide that!"

"Hide what?"

"Oh, man, I'm bleeding again!"

"Damn it Yami, you made Ryou bleed!"

"You are, too, Tomb Robber!"

"I'm what? Oh, in the name of Ra! Ryou, to the Bat-room! I mean, the bathroom!"

"Please tell me you haven't been watching that show?"

"Shut up, Pharaoh!"

"Ah! Bakura!"

"What?"

"that's cold!"

"Dammit, Ryou, we don't have time to fight with the hot water right now!"

"Yami, here's your sock."

"Thank you, aibou. Make the bed."

"But there's blood on it!"

"Exactly, you don't want Ryou's father to see that, do you?"

"Oh. I see your point."

"Bakura, put on some underwear!"

"No time!"

"Oh, in the name of Ra!"

"Quick! He's coming!" The four boys, now dressed, quickly flew around the room. Yami and Yugi fished out their decks, and slapped some random monster and magic cards onto the floor, and into the graveyard, while Ryou scribbled down random numbers of life points. Bakura sized a random book from the book shelf, hurled himself on Ryou's hastily made bed, and opened it. The door opened, and Dr. Bakura came int.

"Dad!" Ryou cried, standing. "Hi!"

"Don't you give me that, Ryou Bakura." Yaten said, scowling. "What are you up too?"

"Up too?"

"Up too?"

"Up too?"

"Nothing!" the four boys chorused. Yaten raised an eyebrow.

"Oh really. Then do you mind telling me why Yugi has 9732 life points, Yami has 3847, and a Magician of Black Chaos in the Graveyard, but no other monster, or a Black Chaos Ritual?" Yami, Yugi, and Ryou blinked. "Or the fact that Bakura's reading a book upside-down, and you're all flushed and out of breath?" All four boys began stammering for an excuse. "On second thought, never mind. I don't want to know." Dr. Bakura said, smirking at the boys. "Yugi, how's your grandfather."

"Uh, fine, sir. I mean, he's still sick, but he's doing better."

"Good. Everything went smoothly?"

"Yessir." Bakura said, standing.

"Good. Hello Ryou." Yaten said, embracing his son. "So, I'm thinking I want pizza. You boys up for that?"

"Pizza? Yeah!" Yami said.

"Sweet!" Yugi chirped.

"Cool, Dad!" Ryou said.

"What's pizza?" Yami Bakura asked. Everyone turned and stared at Bakura.

"You've been in that Ring way too long Tomb Robber." Yami said, flatly.

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

Yugi and Yami were cuddled up in the armchair, watching Monty Python and the Quest for the Holy Grail. Ryou was on the sofa, between Bakura, and his father. They were all full, with the exception of Bakura, who continued to wolf down the sausage and mushroom pizza. Bakura raised his eyes when the Knight of the Round Table song came on, but Ryou was loving it.

"Bakura," Yaten said, suddenly, coming out of deep thought. "Do you want your own bedroom?" He asked. Bakura blinked.

"I have my soul room."

"A real room. You know, you can have the guest room. We don't need a guest room."

"Uh, hmmm…." Bakura said. "Can I have the basement?" Yaten blinked.

"Uh, sure. If you clean it out."

"No problem. Or the attic?"

"Stick with the Basement, Bakura." Ryou said.

"Okay."

"Have you ever seen the basement?"

"Of course."

"It's a mess."

"That's where the Shadow Realm comes in." Bakura chuckled, and Yami did too.

"I vote we have a party." Ryou said. "Everyone can come over, and we can decorate the basement."

"Cool!" Yugi said.

"I'm in." Yami said, grinning.

"And who will you invite?" Yaten asked.

"Oh, well, Yugi and Yami, of course." Bakura said.

"And Joey and Tristan." Ryou said.

"Kaiba."

"He can bring the food." Yami said.

"Mokuba." Ryou said. Yaten held up six fingers. "Tea."

"No!" Bakura yelped. "I will not have her in this house!!!"

"Bakura!" Ryou scolded.

"I'll give you my credit card." Yaten said. "It'll be your Christmas gift. You can make up your room, get some clothes of your own,"

"Score!" Bakura shouted.

"But, Bakura, you need to start going to school."

"Shit…"

"Next year."

"Score!"

"But go with Ryou, in the Ring this year. And pay attention."

"Shit…"

"And watch you mouth."

"Aww….."

"So, when's this party?" Yaten asked.

"Ooh! New Years!" Ryou said, eyes sparkling. Yaten chuckled.

"All right." Ryou leapt to his feet, and ran off. "Ryou! What are you doing?!?"

"Calling Joey, Tristan, Kaiba and Tea!"

"No! No Tea!" Bakura screamed, and charged after Ryou. Yugi and Yami giggled, and turned their attention back to Monty Python.

**********

(Christmas Eve)

"This is really uncomfortable." Bakura complained, squirming in the black suit. Ryou was tying his tie, wearing a similar suit.

"Oh, quit whining, Kura." He said, smiling. "You look good."

"I still don't see why I have to come."

"It's an annual thing. We go every year."

"You and your dad do, not me."

"Well, you are now." Yaten said, walking in, trying to tie his own tie. Ryou giggled, and took over, since his father wasn't' having much luck. Yaten's long dark hair was brushed, for once, and pulled back neatly. Ryou had brushed Bakura's hair, taming it somewhat, though it still stuck out wildly in comparison to his own, more obedient hair. Ryou finished tying his father's tie, and looked back to Bakura, who was sticking his fingers in the collar of his shirt, an stretching the tie, acting like he was choking.

"In the name of Ra, Ryou, how do you wear these things?"

"Bakura, if you can stand being in the Ring for 5000 years, then you can stand the tie for 5 hours."

"Five hours?!?"

"More like two an a half." Yaten said, brushing some dust off of Bakura's shoulder.

"Ah, dammit…" Bakura snarled. Yaten frowned.

"Watch it, mister." He said, and Bakura shut up. Yaten had made him wash his mouth out twice already. "All right, we ready?" Yaten asked, looking around.

"No." Bakura said, and snatched his duel monsters deck, and placed it in his pocket. Ryou did the same with his neck, and checked the Millennium Ring in his shirt.

"Now we are." Ryou said. Yaten raised an eyebrow, but shrugged.

"Then let's go." He said, and they headed out the front door. Bakura pulled a card out of his

pocket.

"Electric Lizard!" He called, and Ryou and Yaten looked back as the purple monster came to life. "Guard the house. No is permitted entry. Understood?" The Electric Lizard gave a squeaky chatter, and Bakura nodded, then closed the door. He looked at Ryou and Yaten's confused faces. "The last thing we need is Ketsueki sneaking in and waiting in ambush." He explained.

"Oh. Good thinking." Yaten said, and locked the door, then unlocked the car. Ryou and Bakura climbed into the back seats. Yaten turned on the motor, and turned the radio to the holiday station, and took off down the road.

"So, where are we going again?" Bakura asked.

"The Annual Archeologist Family Christmas Banquet." Ryou said, smiling.

"Oh."

"There's food."

"Ooh."

**********

The Banquet was being held in the banquet room of a large, ritzy hotel.

"Wow, Valet Parking and everything." Yaten had said, and Ryou pointed out that there was valet parking every year. The valet had taken the car, and Ryou and Bakura followed Yaten to the banquet hall. An important looking man was at the doors, shaking hands and greeting people.

"Dr. Bakura!" He called. "Yaten Bakura! The man of the hour!" The tall man said, and seized Yaten's hand. "Can't wait to hear your speech!"

"Speech?" Ryou asked.

"Is that your boy, Yaten?"

"Yes, Mr. Burke, it is. Ryou, you remember Mr. Burke?"

"Yes sir. It's nice to see you again."

"Is that Ryou Bakura?" A woman said, and came running over.

"Hello, Mrs. Burke." Ryou said, politely, to the bubbly woman.

/She always used to pinch my cheeks and play with my hair and say that I had the most adorable eyes in the world./

//Want me to kill her?//

/No! She's nice! She always liked me. She sends me birthday cards and stuff./

//Oh, fine.//

"You've grown so much since last time I saw you!" She said, and planted a big kiss on Ryou's cheek. Ryou blushed. "You're just as adorable as always! You always had the sweetest eyes!"

"Uh, yes, Ma'am." Ryou said. Yaten cleared his throat.

"Hello, Mrs. Burke."

"Hello, Doctor, how are-" she suddenly stopped, catching sight of Bakura. "Oh! Who's this?" She asked, and Yaten beckoned Bakura over.

"This is my older boy." He said, and Bakura nodded acknowledgment.

"I don't think I've had the pleasure." Mr. Burke said, frowning.

"This is Kyodai." Yaten said. "He's been studying abroad."

"Really? Where?"

"Egypt."

"Really! Are you planning on taking over the family business, young man?" Mr. Burke said cheerfully, to Bakura. Bakura blinked, then just shrugged.

"Uh, why don't we go find a seat." Yaten said, and guided Ryou and Bakura away. "Try to be pleasant, Bakura." Yaten muttered.

"What?!"

"We need to work on your people skills." Ryou said, and they entered the hall. All eyes turned towards them.

/I always attract unwanted attention./ Ryou grumbled, and stared at the floor, well aware of all the eyes on him.

//You're too shy, watashi no hato chiisai.// Bakura said, as he walked in. Whispers filled the hall. Everyone knew about Ryou but a second boy was new to them. Bakura smirked at all the stares, and stared right back. He stood right next to Ryou, and looked around. Yaten spotted three seats next to each other, and started heading over to them. Ryou followed closely, and Bakura calmly sauntered after them, glaring daggers at any one who was giving him a look he didn't like. When they reached their seats, Ryou quickly sat down between Bakura and Yaten at the circular table.

"Yaten, long time no see!" A young woman said, smiling.

"Oh! Kira! I didn't see you there! You've dyed your hair!" Yaten said, smiling at the woman across from the table.

"Yeah. I always liked my blonde hair when I was little. Speaking of little, who're the little guys?!" She said in a bubbly voice, indicating to Ryou and Bakura. Bakura bristled at being called a `little guy.' Ryou mentally called him to order.

"Kira, these are my sons. This is Ryou…" Ryou looked up, and smiled slightly. "And Kyodai." Bakura smirked, and raised two fingers in acknowledgment.

"Yaten, I didn't know you were old enough to have teenage sons! I didn't know you sons! I didn't even know you were married!" Kira said. Suddenly, she stopped. Yaten's smile became fixed, Ryou looked down at the table, and Kyodai frowned, and looked away. "Uh, oh… What did I say?" She asked.

"Oh, it's not your fault, Kira." Yaten said. "You see, my wife died eight years ago, when Ryou was seven."

"Oh. Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry, Yaten." Kira said, tuning red.

"It's okay." Ryou said, smiling, looking up. "Don't worry about it."

"Ryou, Bak-" Yaten blinked. "Er, Kyodai, this is Kira Shiratori. She worked with me in Egypt." Bakura looked up, sharply.

"Oh, really?" He said, looking interested.

"Uh, Kyodai has just returned from studying there."

"Oh? You planning on becoming an Egyptologist?" Bakura blinked.

/That's a person who studies Egypt./ Ryou said, quickly. Fortunately, before Bakura could answer, Mr. and Mrs. Burke went to the head table, and Mr. Burke stood at the microphone. Bakura automatically lost interest tin the speech, and looked around.

//Ryou, what are all these forks and stuff for?//

/Oh, the different courses. Work from the outside in. Just follow my lead./

//Uh, okay…..//

/Please try your best, Kura./

//What if I do good?//

/I'll make you brownies!/

//I've got a better idea.//

/Oh? And what's that?/

//Tonight, you're mine.// Bakura said, and sent Ryou a mental image of the boy screaming as he had an orgasm. Bakura chuckled when Ryou's eyes widened, and he turned bright red. He immediately looked down so no one noticed.

/Bakura…/ Ryou groaned.

//What? Don't you want too?//

/…/

//You, me, and the kitchen counter.//

/What?!?/

//How about your father's desk in the study?//

/Bakura!/

//Hey, I know. The woodpile out back. I know it's covered in snow, but, heh, I'd uh, keep you warm.// He sent image of Ryou writhing beneath him. He smirked when he heard Ryou gasp slightly. //Do we have a deal?// Ryou swallowed.

/Bakura…./

//Okay, okay, in your room, on the bed.//

/O-okay…/

//I'll behave.// Bakura said, smugly, and looked back up as people started clapping and Mr. Burke moved away from the microphone. Yaten leaned down.

"Ryou? Are you all right?" He asked. Ryou jerked his head up. He was still slightly flushed, and was panting a bit.

`"Y-yeah, Dad. I, I'm fine. Really." Ryou said, forcing a smile. Yaten looked at Bakura, who put on an innocent look, and shrugged.

/I'll get you for this./

//Oh, really….//

/Shut up./ Ryou said, then, to Bakura's annoyance, closed his end of the link. Bakura scowled, then noticed Yaten getting up. He moved up to the microphone after speaking briefly with Mr. Burke. When he started to ramble on about South America, Bakura quickly lost interest, and looked around again. Ryou was still blocking him, and listening to his father with rapt attention. Bakura noticed that Kira girl looking at him, constantly. He rolled his eyes, and instead, studied the flower arrangement center piece. He must have dozed off because he was suddenly jolted awake by the words, `Scepter of the Game King.' He looked around. Some one from a table across the room had asked Yaten about it. Yaten cleared his throat.

"Uh, at this point, I don't know much about it. I sent it too my Post Office Box and it has since then been moved to a more secure location. It has, caused me a bit of trouble."

"Hah!" Bakura suddenly barked, loudly. Everyone in the room turned to look at him. He looked around, and blinked, then shrugged. "What?" Ryou elbowed him, and Yaten was looking very nervous.

"Uh, anyway," he said, shooting Bakura a look, "I have come across a source that may help me unravel not only the mysteries o the Scepter, but of countless other questions about Egypt."

"And what source is that?" Mr. Burke said, frowning.

"Uh, I am not at liberty to disclose that information."

"And why not?"

"Doing so may put certain individuals at risk."

"We'll discuss this later." Mr. Burke said. Bakura lost interest again when Dr. Bakura continued his speech, and zoned out completely for the two others that followed. In fact, he didn't come out of his trance, until a salad was set down before him.

"Finally." He muttered, and Ryou elbowed him again. He paid close attention to Ryou, mimicking him, so as not to have bad table manners. He had a little trouble with the soup, but made a good recovery, and was able to move onto the first course with no trouble. The meal went rather well, considering the boring conversations around the table. Bakura was finding it harder and harder to sit next to Ryou; he was getting a bit horny, watching his lover. He had tried to talk to him, but Ryou had kept the block up. Finally, it was dessert, an Bakura couldn't have been more happy.

"All right! Sugar!" He muttered, so only Ryou could hear. Ryou bit back a smile, and rolled his eyes at Bakura.

/Stop that!/ Ryou said, and gasped, when Bakura sent him a mental image of licking the chocolate mousse off of Ryou's chest. Ryou quickly stood.

"Excuse me." He said, quietly.

"Ryou?" Yaten said.

"I'm going to the bathroom, Dad."

"Oh, okay." Yaten said.

//Want me to come?// Bakura said, sending Ryou another mental image of himself giving Ryou a blowjob. Ryou turned to hide his blush.

/No! Stay there!/ Ryou all but shouted, and hurried out of the banquet hall, closing off the link again. Bakura chuckled to himself, and went back to his chocolate mousse. He didn't notice the tall man excusing himself from a table across the room, and following Ryou out the door.

**********

/I'm gonna kill him./ Ryou thought to himself, as he walked into the bathroom. /Stupid perverted yami. Yugi's Yami doesn't do things like that to him…. I think./ Ryou sighed, and turned on the cold water. He splashed some on his face, and squirted some soap in his hands, then rubbed it into his face. /I think we need to lay down some rules. He was deliberately trying to get me turned on. In front of my father and all of his associates, of all places. There must be a hundred people in that room. I'll kill him!/ Ryou was so absorbed in his thoughts, that he didn't notice the door to the Men's Room open, or the figure coming up behind him. He shut off the water, and groped for a towel.

"Here." A voice growled, and he felt a towel shoved into his hands.

"Oh. Thanks." Ryou mumbled, and began to dry his face. Suddenly, he froze. That voice….

Ryou slowly lowered the towel as a cruel chuckle reached his ears. He raised his eyes to the mirror, and stared in horror at the reflection. His own pale face, filled with fear, staring up at the thick, grinning figure, a foot and a half taller than the frightened boy before it. Ryou, in his numbed state of mind, stepped back, away from the reflection, and into the real thing.

Ketsueki's hands fell to his shoulders, and Ryou's mind jolted out of it's frozen state. Ryou opened his mouth, but Ketsueki's hand found his mouth before Ryou's voice did. Ryou panicked. He began to fight, though his struggles did no good against the powerful man. His other hand moved down Ryou's body, and went between his legs, squeezing and massaging Ryou. Ryou's eye's rolled back into his head, as he fought to stay conscious.

"Why don't we go play at my place…" Ketsueki growled into Ryou's ear.

/Bakura! Bakura!/ Ryou screamed, mentally, dropping all his shields.

*********

Bakura was halfway done with his dessert, as the other adults continued to talk. He was slightly annoyed that Ryou hadn't taken him up on his offer. But suddenly, he felt Ryou's shields drop, and Bakura was overwhelmed by a tidal wave of fear and panic. His mind was assaulted with Ryou's desperate screams. Instinctively, Bakura threw up his shields, alarmed. His spoon clattered to the table, as Bakura's hand flew up and he clutched at his chest, where his heart was pounding wildly.

"Kyodai!" He heard Yaten cry. He looked around. "What's wrong?!?" Bakura leapt up, and tore through the room, every eye on him, and out the door, tearing his coat off. He ran down the hall, tracking Ryou. He dashed into the bathroom, and quickly took in the scene. Ketsueki was cursing, one arm wrapped around Ryou, the other covering his mouth. Ryou, in desperation, had seized the towel rack, and refused to let go, continuing to scream into Ketsueki's hand. If the situation hadn't been so dire, Bakura would have found it very comical.

Ketsueki whirled, and stared at Bakura, blinking. Bakura scowled. He quickly formed a ball of Shadow Energy, and hurled it. At the last moment, Ketsueki managed to jerk Ryou from the towel rack, and hold him up. Bakura stared in amazement, as a gold energy ball suddenly surrounded Ryou and Ketsueki, and the energy ball disappeared. So did the shield.

"Try whatever you like." Ketsueki snarled. "I collect items of power, and I have one handy talisman that will protect me from you powers." Bakura growled, deep in his throat. Suddenly, Ryou's eyes flew open.

"But not, from this!" Ryou snarled, and brought his fist down, between Ketsueki's legs. Ketsueki made an interesting noise, and dropped Ryou, who ran to Bakura. Bakura grabbed Ryou, his only thought to get his light as far away from the evil man as possible. They ran out of the bathroom, and Ryou immediately headed towards the banquet room. they burst in, and all eyes turned.

"Ryou!" Yaten cried, and ran over. Ryou jerked himself out of Bakura grip and took a few steps towards his father.

"Daddy…" He gasped, and suddenly, his adrenaline rush wore out. Ryou's eyes rolled back into his head, and he fell forwards. There were gasps and screams from all over the room. Bakura fell to Ryou's side, and rolled him over. Ryou's head rolled limply. Yaten dropped to his knees, and lifted Ryou's shoulders, pulling his son up into his lap, so Ryou was propped up against his chest.

"He fainted…" Yaten mumbled. He looked at Bakura, oblivious to the huge crowd around them, that Mr. and Mrs. Burke, and a few others were forcing out of the room. "What happened?" Bakura scowled.

"I'll give you two guesses who attacked him in the bathroom." Bakura snarled. Yaten paled.

"Oh, God…" He gasped, and held Ryou tighter. "Did he hurt him?"

"I don't think so." Bakura said. "He was trying to drag him off when I found them."

"What the hell is going on, Yaten?!?" Mr. Burke barked, as Mrs. Burke fell to her knees next to Ryou, with a small bottle in her hand. Yaten sighed.

"Kuro Ketsueki is after the Scepter of the Game King." Yaten growled. "He's changed over the last year. He's mad."

"Details, Yaten." Mr. Burke snarled.

"He's trying to blackmail me into giving him the Scepter." Yaten said. Mrs. Burke opened the bottle, and held it under Ryou's nose. "He, he attacked, and, beat up Ryou in an alley last month. That was when I left early. I heard that Ryou had been in the hospital. Then, when I came back, he came to my home, kidnapped Ryou, and almost killed Kyodai. Kyodai and a friend got Ryou back, but he'd been beaten up real bad. When I went to London, he almost killed Ryou's best friend, Yugi. He weakened the ice at the skating pond, and Yugi fell through. Ryou got him out. Later that same day, he came back to our house, and stopped up the chimney, trying to suffocate them. Again, Kyodai saved the day."

"Ketsueki just tried to kidnap Ryou again." Bakura snarled, then looked down at Ryou, who was coming too. Yaten looked down at his son.

"Ryou?"

"Uhhh….. Dad?"

"I'm right here."

"Kura…."

"I'm here, Ryou."

"Why does he want to hurt me?" The boy whimpered, brokenly, making Bakura wince, and Mrs. Burke look up at her husband, worriedly.

"The poor boy. I saw Kuro Ketsueki leave the room after Ryou did." She said.

"I want to see Ketsueki in my office first thing in the morning!" Mr. Burke snarled to one of the men standing around.

"Uh, tomorrow's Christmas, sir."

"The day after then! He's officially fired, and blacklisted! He'll never work in the archeological field again!"

"Dammit, Ryou." Yaten said. "He can have the Scepter. He can have the damn Scepter. It's just a metal rod. You're not worth it." Bakura froze. Something just popped into his head. He gasped. The dozen or so people in the room looked at him.

"No!" He gasped. "You can't give it to him! I just thought of something. If that so called Scepter of the Game King is what I think it is, then giving it to him could be disastrous." Yaten blinked.

"What do you think it is?"

"Do you have a cell phone?"

"Yes."

"Lemme see it." Yaten frowned but fished the cell phone out. Bakura snatched it, and dialed.

"It's Christmas Eve!" Ryou gasped.

"Shut up." Bakura said. the phone was picked up, on the other end.

"Mouto residence," a very peeved Yugi said.

"This is Bakura. Put me on with the Pharaoh!" He noticed curious looks people were giving him. "Er, Yami…… Dammit, just let me talk to him……. Well, tell him to," Bakura looked around at all the attention he was getting, he turned away, and covered his mouth an the phone slightly, and muttered, "Well, tell him to put his pants back on and talk to me, this is an emergency….." Bakura rolled his eyes, and took his hand away from his mouth. "Finally! Look, Yami, I just thought of something. The Scepter, what if…." Bakura blinked, and glared at his audience, and switched to speaking Egyptian. "<The Scepter of the Game King. You don't think it could be the Millennium Rod, do you?>" the was a pause on the other end.

"<I, I don't think so…>"

"<But it's possible.>"

"<Yes….. What's going on?>'

"<Ketsueki went after Ryou again.>"

"<Anubis take him!>" Yami snarled.

"<Yeah yeah. Look, I gotta take care of Ryou, but we have to get a look at that Scepter, and soon.>"

"<Right.>"

"<Oh, there's more. Ketsueki has a talisman. It protects him from our Shadow Powers. I don't know if it works with Duel Monsters or not.>"

"<What about sending him to the Shadow Realm?>"

"<I didn't try. I was just worried about Ryou.>"

"<This will take a lot of thought, Bakura. Look, I have to go. I'll be in touch. Yugi is waiting.>"

"<Hah. Give him an extra fuck for me, huh, Pharaoh?>"

"<Screw your own, light, Grave Robber.>" *click* Bakura hung up the phone, and handed it to Yaten, who had helped Ryou to his feet.

"You all right Ryou?" Bakura asked. Ryou was still pale and shaking, but he smiled slightly, and nodded. "Let's get you home." Bakura said.

"Hold it right there, young man." Mr. Burke snarled. Bakura stopped, and blinked.

"That language you were speaking. No one speaks it anymore. It's a dead, ancient language." Bakura swallowed.

//Oh shit. Now what?//

/Don't ask me./

"It's not as dead as you might think." Bakura said, smirking.

"Where did you learn it?"

"Egypt."

"I have heard rumors of some who still know the language, but there are no records of who these individuals are. Who did you learn it from?" Mr. Burke demanded. Bakura's mind raced for a name. Suddenly, it came to him, along with a vision, of tan skin, bleached hair, and cold lavender eyes.

"Marik." He said. "Marik Ishtar." Mr. Burke frowned, and looked at one of the men who had stayed behind.

"Don't we have a contact in Egypt by the name of Ishtar?"

"Uh, yessir. A Miss Isis Ishtar. I believe she mentioned a brother to me." Bakura grunted, amused. So, Marik's line still lived….

"I've never heard of her." Bakura said, and turned to Yaten, who was now carrying Ryou, the boy being too unstable on his feet.

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"What was all that about?" Yaten asked, once they were in the car.

"The Scepter of the Game King." Bakura said, holding Ryou, in the back seat. "Yami and I need to see it. It could possibly be the Millennium Rod."

"It isn't." Yaten said. "I've seen picture carvings of what it's supposed to look like, and they're not the same."

"Even so. We need to see it."

"Bakura?" Ryou said, quietly.

"Yes?"

"You still want those brownies?" Bakura blinked, then smiled.

"That's all right, Ryou. I'm just glad I still have you. I should have gone with you."

"It's all right, Bakura. You couldn't have known."

"That doesn't matter, Ryou. I should have gone with you." Ryou sighed, and so did Yaten, as he got on the highway. He glanced in the review mirror.

"Oh, shit…" He said. Ryou looked up.

"Dad?"

"Nothing Ryou, nothing." Yaten said, but gave Bakura wide eyes in the review mirror. Bakura turned, and looked through the back window. A red pickup was behind them. Ryou sat up, and looked back.

"Dad? That car. It's him, isn't it…."

"I won't lie to you Ryou. I'd know that car anywhere. Hold on." Yaten said, and stepped down on the accelerator. Ryou's grip on Bakura's shirt strengthened, and Bakura could feel Ryou's heart pounding wildly against his abdomen. He held Ryou close.

"You two buckled up?" Yaten said.

"Yes." Ryou squeaked. "Dad, I think there's something I haven't told you and Bakura…" Bakura frowned, and looked down.

"What is it, Ryou?" Bakura asked, softly, feeling Ryou tremble.

"He, he isn't only after the Scepter."

"Oh?" Yaten said, glancing at Ryou.

"He, he wants me. He said that once he had the Scepter, he'd come for me. And I'd, be his, slave…"

"He won't get you." Bakura snapped.

"He almost did." Ryou whimpered. Suddenly, there was a thump, and the car lurched.

"Dammit!" Yaten yelped. "He's ramming us!"

"That's it!" Bakura shouted. "Open the fucking sun roof!" Bakura shrieked, getting out of his seat belt. Yaten did. "Whatever happens, keep going. I'll return to the Ring when I've taken care of this." And to Ryou and Yaten's horror, he climbed out of the sun roof, and onto the top of the car, then jumped. He heard Ryou scream at him, mentally, and verbally, and he closed off the link, as he landed on the hood of the pickup. He saw Ketsueki's startled face before he put his fist through the windshield. He felt his knuckles connect with Ketsueki's jaw, and he lost control of the car.

Bakura yelped, as he was flung from the hood, straight into oncoming traffic. Bakura gasped, and retreated to the Ring. He immediately heard Ryou pounding on the door to his soul room. He sighed, and opened it. Ryou immediately flew into his arms.

"Bakura! Oh God! Don't ever do that again!!!" Ryou sobbed. Bakura caught him, startled.

"Ryou, I can handle myself."

"You scared me."

"I'm sorry. I won't do that again, watashi no hato chiisai….. Are you passed out in the back seat?" Ryou looked up at Bakura.

"Uh, kinda…."

"Well, you're here, I'm here, and my bed is right over there." Bakura said, suggestively.

"Bakura!" Ryou giggled, pulling himself out of Bakura's arms. "Wait `til we get home!"

"Promise?" Ryou smiled, and went back to his soul room.

"Hai." Ryou said, over his shoulder, and returned to his body. Bakura smirked, and materialized next to Ryou.

"Bakura, what did you do?!?" Yaten gasped.

"Put my fist through his windshield." Bakura said, proudly. "He's gone." Yaten sighed. He slowed down, and the rest of the drive was silent. Yaten glanced back in the review mirror every now and then, watching Ryou and Bakura. Ryou was curled up in Bakura's arms, hi head on his shoulder, his fingers softly tracing circles on his lover's chest. Bakura was running his fingers through Ryou's hair, and had his arm wrapped around Ryou's waist. Ryou sighed, softly, and closed his eyes, and Bakura kissed his forehead. Both had dozed off by the time Yaten pulled into the garage. Both boys woke, and followed him into the house. Yaten gave Ryou and Bakura a hug, and sent them upstairs, before retreating to his bedroom. Bakura checked in with the Electric Lizard, and told it to guard the study, then called the White Magical Hat, giving him orders to guard the front door, and the Lady of Faith to Guard the Back door. Then, he followed Ryou upstairs.

"I'm gonna take a shower." Ryou mumbled, and Bakura wrapped his arms around Ryou's waist.

"Can I come with you?"

"….."

"We had a deal….."

"No, it was in my room, in my bed, not the shower."

"Oh, c'mon, aisuru….." Bakura whined, and Ryou smiled.

"Fine." He said, an Bakura grinned, and immediately began fiddling with the buttons on Ryou's shirt. Ryou leaned back into Bakura, and let him. He moaned softly when Bakura's hands slipped into his shirt, skating over his chest. Bakura pulled the shirt off of Ryou's shoulders, and nibbled Ryou's neck. Ryou giggled, and turned, catching Bakura's lips with his own. Bakura flung his shirt off, and wrapped his arm around Ryou's waist, pulling him into his body. Ryou moaned at the feeling of their hot bodies pressed against each other, and stepped back, as Bakura stepped forwards, guiding Ryou to the bed. He placed both hands on Ryou's waist, and lifted him off of the floor. Ryou wrapped his legs around Bakura's waist, and only then did Bakura break the kiss, nibbling Ryou's collar bone. Ryou moaned, flinging his arms around Bakura's shoulder, and burying his face in the Egyptian's hair.

Bakura slowly laid Ryou back onto the bed, and crawled over him, his knees on either side of Ryou's hips. Ryou smiled up at Bakura. Bakura stared down into Ryou's eyes, and slight smile graced his lips. He bent down, and Ryou closed his eyes, as Bakura placed kisses on his eyelids. Ryou slid his hands down Bakura's bare torso, and flicked his fingers over Bakura's pants, unfastening them, and sliding them down his thighs. Bakura smiled, claiming Ryou's lips, and slipping his tongue into his mouth. Ryou moaned, and fought back, their tongue's battling playfully for dominance, which Bakura won, once he gave Ryou's a sharp nip, making the boy squeak.

Bakura broke the kiss, chuckling, and moved his lips lower, ghosting over Ryou's throat and stopping at the juncture of his neck, and shoulder. Bakura kissed Ryou lightly, then, bit down, harshly, his sharp canines breaking the skin.

"Ahh!" Ryou yelped, and his eyes flew open at the pain. His heart pounded as he struggled, but Bakura's body was effectively pinning him down. He whimpered, when Bakura seized his face, and crushed his lips to Ryou's, his tongue darting in. Ryou could taste his blood on Bakura's lips. Bakura broke the kiss, and stared down at Ryou.

/What did you do to me?!?/ Ryou gasped. Bakura smiled, and kissed his forehead, the moved back to the bite, that was oozing blood. He lapped it up.

//It's a sign, Ryou. It's a sign that you are taken. Others will think twice about touching you.//

/A sign that I'm taken?/

//That you are mine, watashi no tenshi aisuru.// Bakura explained, and shifted, to nuzzle Ryou behind the ear, but mostly presenting his own shoulder to Ryou. Ryou swallowed, and kissed Bakura's shoulder, then grazed his teeth over it. //Yes, koibito.// Bakura said, and moaned, when after Ryou hesitated, he bit down on his flesh. Ryou blinked.

/Am I hurting you?!/

//No, koi. This kind of pain is as sweet as the pleasure.// Bakura moaned, and moved to lick up the blood that welled up in Ryou's wound again.

/Ashiteru, Bakura./

//I know, watashi no hato chiisai.// Bakura said, and moved up, kissing Ryou's lips, tasting Ryou's blood mingled with his own. Then, he sat up, and moved his hands down to Ryou's pants. Ryou lifted his hips and Bakura smiled, as he slid Ryou's slacks and boxers down his legs. Ryou pulled the Millennium Ring from his neck, and kicked off the pants. Bakura smiled, and stopped Ryou, when he reached for his boxers. He put his lips next to Ryou's ear.

"Wait…." He said, and forced Ryou to lie back down, then slid off of the bed, and vanished out the door. Ryou blinked, and shrugged, and shifted, so he was lying all the way on the bed, instead of with his legs dangling off. He hoped Bakura hurried, he was tired, and was all ready dozing off without his lover to keep him occupied. He rolled over onto his stomach, and clutched his pillow underneath him.

Bakura silently entered, tossing a can of whipped cream up in the air. He smiled at Ryou on the bed. Ryou opened one eye, and smiled at Bakura, rolling over onto his side, and propping himself up on his elbow. Bakura's breathe caught in his throat. Ryou looked at Bakura. His brown eyes glowing. Lying there, waiting for his lover, he looked so, seductive. Bakura felt himself get turned on in a way that he had never been before.

/Kura? You okay?/ Ryou asked.

//I, I, yeah, I'm great…// Bakura stammered. //You, you….// Ryou blinked, and caught an image of himself in Bakura's mind. Ryou blushed, not knowing how the position he was in was practically screaming an invitation. Bakura smiled, and shut the door behind him, locking it. Ryou caught sight of the whipped cream, and his mouth fell open.

"Bakura….." He gasped. Bakura smiled, and leapt at Ryou, pinning him down to the bed. He shook the can, smirking down at his blushing light, and the began to spray the stuff onto Ryou's chest. Ryou gasped.

"Oh, my God, it's cold!" He squeaked, and Bakura took the opportunity to fill Ryou's mouth with the stuff, and kiss him, lapping the sweet foam from between Ryou's lips.

/Damn you and your sugar addiction!!!/

//It tastes so good. Not as good as you, but….// Ryou squealed, when Bakura's fingers flicked over his awakening arousal to caress his inner thigh. Ryou moaned, and swallowed what was left of the whipped cream in his mouth. Bakura moved down, and began to lick the whipped cream off of Ryou's chest, while rubbing his erection against Ryou's knee. Ryou moved his hands down to his boxers again, and this time, Bakura let Ryou pull them off, then seized his light's wrists, and pinned his hands above his head.

Bakura bit down on Ryou's left nipple, and Ryou threw his head back, a wail of pain and pleasure escaping his lips, lifting his hips, begging for contact. Bakura smiled, and transferred both of Ryou's wrists into one hand, moving the other down to tease Ryou's straining member. Ryou whimpered, and tried to thrust into Bakura's hand, but Bakura moved his hand away, making Ryou groan in annoyance.

"Bakuraaa….." Ryou whined.

"Stop whining." Bakura laughed, through the whipped cream. "I'm going at my own pace, this time."

"Aaaahhhhh, Kuraaaaa!!! Please!!!"

"Please, what, Hikari?" Bakura chuckled, as the boy whimpered and writhed beneath him, as he cleaned him of the whipped cream.

"Do it!"

"Do what?"

"You know what!"

"But I want to hear you say it. I want to hear you beg for it." Bakura said, and bit down on Ryou's previously neglected nipple.

"Ahh! Mmmm… Bakuraaa….." Ryou moaned. "Oh, God, take me! Now! Please, Bakura! Ahhh!" Bakura nearly choked on the last of the whipped cream when he heard Ryou's pleads, his voice strained and dripping with desperate desire. He looked up at Ryou, who's face was flushed. His eyes were clenched shut, and his lips parted as he gasped for breathe, and moaned, biting his lower lip every now and then. Bakura smiled. He'd tortured his light long enough. He kissed his way down Ryou's chest and stomach, then dragged his tongue lower. Ryou's back arched, and he tossed his head, when Bakura licked up his length.

"Aaaaahhhhhh!!!" Ryou all but screamed, and Bakura grinned, as he flicked his tongue over the tip, making Ryou buck his hips up. Bakura waited until Ryou's hips fell, then transferred his hands from Ryou's wrists to his hips, to keep him from thrusting up. He sucked the tip of Ryou's sex into his mouth, and swirled his tongue over it, nipping gently. Bakura grinned.

//Yami's right, Ryou. You are a screamer.//

"Ahh….ahhhh……mmm… shut……uhhh…up……BakuraaaAAAH!!!" Ryou gasped. Bakura took Ryou completely into his mouth, chuckling, the vibrations in his throat making Ryou mew in pleasure. He deep throated Ryou, and swallowed around him, humming back in his throat, sending vibrations through Ryou's shaft, tearing a choked cry from the boy. Bakura smirked, and felt Ryou tense, seconds away from climaxing. Bakura stopped, and pulled away from Ryou, who gasped, then groaned.

"Bakuraaaa…." He wailed. Bakura smiled, and lifted Ryou's hand. Ryou blinked at him, eyes clouded in passion, as Bakura kissed the inside of his wrist, then sucked three of Ryou's fingers into his mouth. Ryou suddenly understood what Bakura wanted, when the spirit lay down next to him. Ryou rolled over to lie on his dark's chest, and kissed Bakura, moving his hand down between Bakura's spread thighs. Ryou slid a finger into Bakura, making the pale spirit moan in pleasure.

"Ryouuu……" He moaned into his light's mouth. He moved his own hand down between Ryou's legs, and firmly stroked Ryou, keeping him aroused. Ryou gasped, then moaned, forcing Bakura's tongue back, and thrusting his into his dark's mouth. At the same time, he slid a second finger into Bakura, and thrust them in and out a few times, before scissoring them. He then added a third finger, thrusting in an out, making Bakura groan at the pain and pleasure, and shoved his hips back to meet every thrust. Bakura hurled Ryou off of him, and straddled Ryou's hips. Ryou blinked, and stared at Bakura, then gasped. Bakura threw his head back and groaned, as he slowly fell, impaling himself on Ryou's erection. Bakura braced himself on his hands on either side of Ryou's head, as he waited to adjust. Ryou stared into space, barely keeping control, Finally, when both boys had come back to themselves, Bakura lifted his hips, sliding up on Ryou, then falling back down. Ryou moaned with Bakura, as the spirit continued the motion, over and over, Ryou bucking his hips up to meet Bakura when he fell.

Downstairs, Ryou's father opened one eye, and glared at the ceiling, trying to go to sleep. He groaned, and rolled over onto his stomach, grabbing a pillow and covering his head with it.

`That's it,' he thought to himself. `I have got to lay down some rules with them, or I'll never get any sleep. And Ryou's too young for that kind of… activity.' Yaten snarled, as anger boiled up, thinking of Ketsueki. `He's only fifteen years old, for Christ's sake. What kind of sick twisted demented psycho would steal the innocence of a child like Ryou?' He sighed. `But, if Bakura is helping Ryou through this, and if they truly love each other, then I'm not complaining.' He heard Ryou scream in pleasure, and rolled his eyes. `I take that back. I am complaining. If they're gonna screw each other, the least they can do is do it quietly.'

Back in Ryou's room, Ryou was fighting to keep his senses, what Bakura was doing was making his mind spin out of control. He had wrapped his hand around Bakura's arousal, and was stroking and pumping it, sending the Spirit of the Ring into spasms of pleasure. He stared at his lover's face, flushed, an damp, a single drop of sweat rolling down one cheek. Suddenly, Bakura's eyes flew wide open, then rolled back into his head, which fell back. His spine arched, and Ryou moaned as he felt Bakura clench around him, an the spirit came into the boy's hands, splashing his stomach and chest. Ryou arched his back, and screamed, as he exploded into Bakura, who was fighting to keep balance. Once Ryou reached his climax, however, Bakura gave up, and flopped over, limply, next to Ryou. The two lay there for ten or fifteen minutes, trying to catch their breath and regain their senses. Bakura sat up, and looked down at Ryou, smirking.

"Now might be a good time for that shower." He said.

"Yeah. Sure. Gimme a minute." Ryou breathed, , and Bakura grinned, slipping off of the bed, and going into the bathroom. He turned on the water, and got it to just the right temperature. Ryou stumbled in then, and Bakura shoved him in, the got into the shower behind him, shutting the glass door. Bakura wrapped his arms around Ryou's waist, pulling the boy's back into his chest, letting the water splash onto Ryou's stomach, washing away Bakura's mess. Bakura lowered his face, and licked at the clotting blood on Ryou's bite mark, making Ryou hiss, slightly.

"Y'know," Ryou grumbled. "There are other ways to let people know that you're not available."

"Well, I'm doing it the only way I know how, tenshi. This is the way it was in my time."

"Well, guess what?"

"What?"

"That was 5000 years ago. Ouch!" Ryou yelped, when an irritated Bakura bit into the already mutilated flesh. Ryou scowled, and to Bakura's shock, bit him right back, then glared at him. Bakura blinked at the blood dripping down his chest from the bite. He looked at Ryou, who looked very annoyed. Bakura smirked, and pulled Ryou to him.

"I'm rubbing off on you." H murmured, before kissing his light, their blood mixing on their tongues.

"Whose fault is that?" Ryou mumbled, before pulling away, and squirting some shampoo into his hands. He turned, and attacked Bakura's soaking wet mop of hair. Bakura yelped.

"Hey! What the hell are doing?!?" He shouted, annoyed to find himself effectively cornered.

"Washing your hair." Ryou said. Bakura began to relax, enjoying his light's little fingers massaging his scalp. Ryou's fingers moved down behind his ears, and to the base of his skull, then lower, onto his neck. Bakura was all but purring. Ryou's fingers then left his flesh, and gathered up the hair lying on his back, and scrubbed it furiously in his hands. Bakura made a disappointed noise, that made Ryou smile slightly. Ryou then took off the shower head, and began to rinse Bakura's hair out. Then, he grabbed another bottle, squirted some stuff in, and rubbed it into Bakura's hair.

"What's that?"

"Conditioner."

"I thought that was only for women."

"You watch too much TV. I use it, so it isn't only for women."

"Either that, or there's something you're not telling me." Bakura chuckled, then yelped, when Ryou gave his hair a jerk.

"Shut up, you." Ryou snapped. "And get your mind out of the gutter. Now, wait a few minutes, to let it set, before we rinse it out" Ryou said and Bakura turned.

"My turn." He said, and seized the shampoo bottle, and squirted a huge amount on top of Ryou's head.

"Hey! Bakura! Not that much!" Ryou whined, but Bakura ignored him, and worked the stuff into a thick lather, spreading it all over Ryou's hair. Ryou had stopped complaining, and Bakura noted, with amusement, that the boy was literally purring. Bakura then gave him the same treatment with the conditioner. Ryou smirked, and reached for the soap, but Bakura beat him too it. Bakura, however, didn't have much experience with soap, and yelped in surprise when the slippery thing shot out of his hands, and up into the air. Ryou giggled hysterically, as Bakura tried to catch it only to have it shoot out of his grip again. The look on Bakura's face as he fought with the soap, was priceless, and Ryou took a moment to make sure that it was burned effectively into his memory.

Ryou caught the soap, giggling at Bakura, and then outright laughed at the look on Bakura's face.

"How did you do that?"

"What?"

"Get the soap to lie still?"

"Hold it gently, Kura." Ryou said, and started to wash Bakura's chest.

"What, like this?" Bakura snickered, grasping Ryou's length. Ryou gasped, and the soap shot out if his hands, falling to the floor, where it lay, forgotten. Ryou closed his eyes, and moaned, when Bakura stroked him, firmly. Bakura moved around behind Ryou, and pulled the boy to his knees. Bakura licked at the wound on Ryou's shoulder, as he slid a soap slicked finger into Ryou's tight entrance. Ryou gasped, and lost his balance, falling back, into Bakura's chest, where he lay, feeling Bakura's muscles rolling smoothly under his ivory skin. Ryou spread his legs slightly, allowing Bakura easier access. Bakura wrapped his arm around Ryou's waist, as he slid a second finger in with the first, scissoring them, making Ryou bite his lip, and squeak a bit. Ryou's hands reached behind him, falling onto Bakura's hips, then sliding around to his backside, before falling to grip the back of his thighs.

"Unnh!" Ryou whimpered, as Bakura shoved in a third finger, and began thrusting them in and out of Ryou's body. When Ryou shoved back to meet them, Bakura removed his fingers, and placed the head of his erection at Ryou`s entrance, moving his hands to the boy's hips. He slowly guided Ryou down onto his shaft, then bucked his hips up, driving into Ryou harshly. Ryou threw his head back, and shrieked at the pain, the noise reverberating off of the tiles in the bathroom.

Bakura held Ryou still, his hands moving over his light's trembling body, soothing him. He could feel Ryou's heart pounding wildly, and his nails digging into his thighs.

"Ssshhhhhh……" Bakura crooned into Ryou's ear. "I'm here. Ashiteru, watashi no hato chiisai. Watashi no takara kicho. You are mine, and I am yours, and we are together, until the end of time. I promise, watashi no tenshi aisuru. Ashiteru Ryou." Ryou relaxed at his yami's gentle touch and loving words.

"Ashiteru." Ryou whispered, and rolled his hips slightly, showing his lover that he was ready. Bakura lowered his hips, pulling out of Ryou, then slowly pushed back in, holding Ryou tightly to his chest, the boy's head falling to his shoulder as a pleasure filled moan escaped his lips.

"Please," Ryou whispered. "Faster." Bakura smiled, and thrust into Ryou, making the boy gasp. "Ahh! Oh, God, yes!" Ryou cried. That was all the encouragement Bakura needed. He began thrusting into Ryou, knowing the exact angle to send Ryou into spasms of pleasure. And the cries that were torn from his hikari's throat told him that his aim was true. He began pounding into Ryou at a blistering pace, firmly holding his hips still as he rammed himself into Ryou's tight entrance. Bakura was in too much ecstasy to notice the blood coating Ryou's legs.

Bakura turned his head to the side, where Ryou's head was on his shoulder, an captured his other half's mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue invading Ryou's steaming mouth. Ryou kissed back passionately, curling his tongue around Bakura's. Bakura reached one hand down, and squeezed Ryou length, making the boy mew into his mouth, as he began pumping him in time with his frenzied thrusts. HE felt Ryou grow tense, around his length, and suddenly, Ryou's whole body grew rigid, and he threw his head back, his body shivering in a massive orgasm, that sent Bakura over the edge, exploding into Ryou.

The pair collapsed into a tangled heap on the floor of the shower, trying to come down from their sexual highs. Finally, Bakura sat up, and slid out of Ryou, drawing a light moan from the exhausted light. He held Ryou, and bathed him gently, before shutting off the water, and wrapping him in a towel. He carried Ryou out into the bedroom, laying his light on the bed. He turned off the lights, tossed the towel aside, and slid under the sheets next to Ryou, who was very dazed, and very drowsy. He pulled Ryou tight into his chest, the boy's head settling between his chin and shoulder. He pulled the blankets closely around them, and closed his eyes.

//I will always love you Ryou. You are everything to me. I won't let any harm come to you, ever. You are safe with me. I am yours, and you are mine, and nothing can keep us apart. Ashiteru, watashi no tenshi chiisai.//

/I love you too…../

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Awwww….. Aren't they cute?!? We're reaching the end of this fic. There are fifteen chapters in all. I'll be ready with the sequel. Malik and Marik will be in it. Oh, and next chapter, we'll hear about Bakura's life in Egypt. Next Chapter, it's Christmas!!!! And there will be another nice lemon. ^_^ And then, Chapter 12, New Years, and my favorite Lemon in the whole thing. In fact, my favorite out of all the lemons I've written! Anyway, for those who don't know, the sequel to I Hate It. I Crave It. Is out, titled I Want It. I Need It. If I get enough requests, I might do a sequel to that one, but I doubt it. You all would have to really, really really want it. See ya round!