Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Koibito Yami ❯ New Year Confessions ( Chapter 12 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: hato_chiisai 
Bakura gets his own bedroom, and he and Ryou get it ON!!!!
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.08.2004 | Pages: 6 | Words: 7.0K | Visits: 968 | Status: Work In Progress
Bakura gets his own bedroom, and he and Ryou get it ON!!!!
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.08.2004 | Pages: 6 | Words: 7.0K | Visits: 968 | Status: Work In Progress
Koibito Yami
(Dark Lover)
Chiisai
This is rated R for violence, language, sex and rape. THIS IS A YAOI FIC! That means male/male relationships and male/male SEX! you don't like that kind of stuff, then make it easy for every one and DON"T READ IT!!!!
x Bakura, Yugi x Yami, Ryou x Origional Character (rape)a Ryou x Bakura x Yugi x Yami Later!!!)
Hey, I'm a poor college student. I DON'T OWN A DAMN THING!!!!
I do own "Angel of My Heart", Bakura's song to Ryou. I wrote it myself.
12- New Year Confessions
Ryou looked at the clock, as he took the brownies out of the oven. Bakura was busy going through the basement with Ryou's father, sending anything that was to throw away, to the Shadow Realm. Most of the stuff in the basement were things Yaten had brought back from trips. Bakura had summoned a few duel monsters to help carry things up to the attic, much to Yaten's childish delight. Yaten had put together an old waterbed that had been in the basement, and filled it up, letting Bakura have it. Bakura and Ryou, with Yugi, and Yami, had already gone shopping and the room was ready for decorating. Ryou smiled as he thought about when they had bought Bakura's new wardrobe.
"I guess it's a Yami thing." Yugi said, when Bakura came out of the dressing room, in tight black leather pants. Ryou stared at Bakura, open mouthed.
"Bakura, you must be joking!" He gasped.
"No way." Bakura had said, eyeing his refection critically. "I look good in these."
"Yeah." Yami had said. "It shows off his ass." Ryou, Bakura, and Yugi had stared at Yami, who turned bright red. "Oh, Ra, I did not just say that." He said, covering his face with his hands.
"Well whaddya know?" Bakura had chuckled. "The Pharaoh thinks I'm sexy."
Flashback)
put the brownies on the counter when there was a knock at the door. Ryou ran to get it, and opened the front door, grinning.
"Hey, Ryou!" Yugi said, and walked in, followed by Yami.
"How are you doing, kid?" Kaiba asked, his arms loaded in snacks, and Ryou smiled.
"Fine, thanks. How are you, Seto?"
"Oh he's fine! Move it!" Joey said, shoving by, followed by Tristan, and Mokuba. Kaiba glared, and Ryou giggled.
"Nice apron." Mokuba said, smiling at Ryou, who closed the door after him.
"Bakura and Dad are downstairs. Go on down." Ryou said, and went to the kitchen, with Kaiba. Ryou tore open chip bags, and put them in bowls, while Kaiba opened the cake, setting it out on the table. Ryou looked up, when there was sudden shouting downstairs. He ran from the room, Kaiba at his heels. They ran into the basement. Yami was being held back by Joey and Tristan, his hair soaking wet. Bakura was struggling against Yaten. Ryou leapt, and threw himself against Bakura.
"Bakura! Stop!" then, he realized, that Bakura was laughing, and Yaten was holding him upright. Tears of mirth streamed down Bakura's face. Ryou blinked, then stepped back, annoyed. He looked at Yami. "Whatever he did, sorry." Ryou said. Yami scowled, but stopped struggling against Tristan and Joey. Yugi giggled.
"C'mon Yami, it was just a joke." Yugi said. Yami glared at him. "And it was pretty funny." Ryou looked at the puddle of water Yami was standing in, and saw what was left of a broken balloon. Ryou rolled his eyes.
"Bakura" Ryou moaned, and Bakura controlled his laughter.
"Sorry, Ryou." Bakura said.
"Shall we get started?" Kaiba said, picking up a roller brush, and looking at the black paint. "Black. Figures." He said. Ryou smiled. "Nice apron Ryou. You might want to take it off, though."
"I got a better idea." Bakura said. "Take everything but the apron off. Talk about sexy!" Everyone stared at Bakura, who was grinning wickedly at his horribly embarrassed light. Yaten blinked, then glared at Bakura who merely shrugged.
"So, uh, how are you two doing?" Joey asked Ryou, as he swallowed, looking down to hide his blush, took off his apron, and opened a can of paint. He smiled, as he emptied some into a tray, and Kaiba began to paint the gray wall black. Ryou glanced down at the gold ring on his finger. Joey followed his gaze, and saw the ring. He seized Ryou's hand.
"You must be kidding!" He gasped. Everyone stopped what they were doing, and stared at Ryou's ring. Yami seized Bakura's hand, and the ring's mate was revealed on his finger.
"You two are together, like that?!?" Tristan gasped.
"It's so sweet!" Yugi cooed. "Congratulations, Ryou! I didn't know you two were this serious!"
"What, you think I kept him around just to sleep with?" Bakura snorted, and wrapped his arms around Ryou. Joey smirked.
"Well, no, but, we didn't know you cared that much. I guess we should've. Congratulations." Ryou blushed.
"Thanks, Joey." He said.
"Are you two engaged?" Mokuba asked, not knowing what the rings represented.
"Uhh, no." Bakura said, blinking. "Engaged. Hmmm." He wandered across the room. Ryou sighed, and shook his head.
"No, Mokuba. It just means that they're together. Like, boyfriends. Lovers." Kaiba said. " Now are you people going to help, or not?" Ryou smiled, picked up another brush, and began helping. All of Bakura's things were piled onto the water bed, so Joey and Tristan were going through it, curious.
"Ohh! Stereo system!" Tristan sang.
"Hey, all right!!!" Joey said. "Where are the CD's?"
"Get over here and help!" Kaiba snapped. Tristan and Joey grumbled, but picked up painting tools, and they began coating the wall with black paint. Bakura, in the meantime, was painting a set of dresser drawers gold, with Mokuba.
cleaned the bathroom that was literally never used. After an hour, Yaten handed out sodas, and half of the room was painted. Bakura and Mokuba had moved to painting the desk and chair, while Yaten painted wall shelves. Yugi helped finish paint the walls black. Everyone went upstairs to eat while the room dried. It took a few hours, so they played board games, watched TV, dueled eachother, and Bakura chased Joey down the street when he accidentally tripped Ryou.
all finally returned to the basement, and Yaten, with Kaiba's help, began installing Bakura's gold painted wall shelves. Bakura himself, picked up a brush, and went over to the back wall. He dipped the brush in the gold paint, and started painting. The others ignored him, and began setting up the other furniture. They set up the dresser beneath the one window in the place, and Ryou began folding and putting away Bakura's clothes, all which were things he himself would never be caught dead in. Yami and Yugi hung up the black shower curtain in the bathroom. When all the furniture was set up, they all turned to see what Bakura had been up too.
was too absorbed in his work to notice his audience. Even Yami was visibly impressed. Bakura had painted an enormous Sennen Eye on the wall, and surrounded it with paintings of the seven Millennium Items. He was now covering the back wall completely with hieroglyphics.
"Yami, what do they say?" Yugi asked. Yami frowned, and began looking over the wall. Slowly, his frown faded into a look of amazement. After a few minutes, Yami looked back.
"It's a detailed account of his life." He said, quietly. Yami walked the length of the wall, the stopped. "This is where his life ends." He said, and pointed at another section. "This describes 5000 years imprisonment in the Ring. And this, is his awakening, and his new life. This is his years here, with Ryou, hurting him." Yami said, and came to the last column, where Bakura was finishing, the wall completely covered. Bakura made one last stroke, and stood.
"And this," Bakura said, pointing at the last section. "Is when I stopped hurting you, Ryou. And grew to love you." Bakura looked at the other walls. "And this is a blank slate, waiting to be filled."
Ryou stared at the wall, examining it closely. He walked the length of it. Bakura watched Ryou, with an unreadable expression on his face. After a moment, Ryou turned, and looked at Bakura.
"Will you teach me to read the hieroglyphics?" He asked. Bakura blinked, then smiled.
"Of course. If you really want me to teach you, then I would be happy to."
"That's really cool, Bakura." Yugi said, looking over the wall. "I can't believe you wrote it all in such a short time." The wall was completely covered, and each character was only an inch tall. Of course, a lot of the wall was taken up with the Sennen Eye and Millennium Items, but that was a lot of hieroglyphics. Bakura looked at the wall, and nodded.
"I just started writing. And it just flowed. I didn't even have to think about it. It just happened." Bakura said. Yaten was slowly trying to read the wall. "I'll translate it if you want to. This is far more detailed that the story I told you." Bakura offered.
"I'd like that." Yaten said.
"I see that the two of you had a lot of fun on Christmas Eve and Christmas night." Yami said, suddenly, reading the last bit on the wall. Bakura stared, then leapt forwards, clapping his hand over Yami's eyes.
"Mind your own business!" He hissed, as everyone stared at him. Yami chuckled.
"You're the one who gives the details about Ryou in bed." Yami snickered, and Ryou's mouth fell open, as his face turned bright red.
"Shut up, Pharaoh!" Bakura snapped, and Yami stepped away from Bakura, his hand falling from the Pharaoh's eyes. "That's not all I described!" Bakura said, smugly, and pointed to another area. Yami read it, and his cheeks began turn red.
"Leave Yugi and me out of your diary, Bakura!" He snapped.
"Doshite? You were there." Bakura said, and gave Yugi a knowing smirk. Yugi swallowed, as he realized what the two were talking about. The tomb robber went over to the stereo, and popped in a CD, like Ryou had taught him. Everyone jumped when the music blasted from the speakers. Ryou stared.
"Bakura! What is this?!?" He shouted.
"Eminem!" Bakura called back, and Ryou made a face.
"This is awful!" He complained, and Bakura grinned.
"Better that the stuff you listen to!"
"What's wrong with Savage Garden?!?"
"Nothing! It's the Backstreet Boys and N'Sync I'm talkin' about!" Bakura called back.
"Hey, Ryou!" Joey called, and Ryou looked over to where Joey and Tristan were checking out his Playstation 2 hooked up to the new TV. "Can we check 'dis out?" Ryou nodded, and Joey grinned, turning the thing on. Yami and Yugi sat down with Joey and Tristan. Ryou smiled, and shook his head, then began unpacking the huge amount of candles Bakura had come home with the other day. Bakura smiled, and began spreading them throughout the room with Ryou.
About an hour later, Yaten had Joey and Tristan turn off the Playstation, and Bakura turn off the stereo, and they all sat down to watch the New Year Celebration on TV. Just before the countdown began, Yaten handed out champagne glasses with Sparkling Cider, not about to let the boys have alcohol, especially the yamis. At last, the countdown began. Yugi, Tristan, Joey, Yaten and Ryou shouted 'Happy New Year!' while Kaiba merely smirked, and Bakura and Yami looked on with amused curiosity. Then, Bakura downed the Sparkling Cider like a shot, and went for more, after licking his lips, with a surprised look on his face. The group partied through the night, and the last of them, Bakura and Yami, didn't drift off to sleep until 4:30 in the morning, both curling up next to their Hikaris, Yugi on the bed, and Ryou in a black beanbag.
Yaten grunted, and looked up, blinking his eyes blearily. He grimaced, and wiped the sticky saliva from his face where he had been drooling in his sleep. He looked around, confused, then remembered. His room was right above the basement, and the boys had made so much noise that he had moved to the sofa to sleep. He sat up, frowning when there was another knock at the door.
He stumbled down the hall and into the foyer, opening the front door.
"Good afternoon, Yaten."
"Mr. Burke!" Yaten exclaimed, now wide awake. Mr. Burke raised an eyebrow at Yaten's dissheveled appearance.
"For the love of God, Yaten, it's nearly three in the afternoon!"
"Is it?" Yaten yawned, gesturing his boss in. Mr. Burke stepped inside, and Yaten closed the door. "Please, come in. My son had a party last night. They made enough noise to wake the dead." Mr. Burke chuckled.
"Oh really? How many people?" He asked. Yaten blinked. "umm, Ryou, Bak-er, Kyodai, Yugi, Yami, Joey, Tristan, Mokuba and Seto."
" Mokuba and Seto? Mokuba and Seto Kaiba?!"
"Yessir. Seto Kaiba is a good friend of Ryou's. From school, and the Duelist Kingdom."
"Oh, really? And Yugi, did you say? Yugi Mouto?"
"Hai. A very close friend of Ryou's."
"You don't say." Mr. Burke mused, sitting down in an arm chair. "well, this isn't a social call, Doctor. The other nigh, you said you have an anonymous source that could answer numerous questions, but you wouldn't say who because revealing it may, as you say, put certain individuals at risk?" Yaten swallowed, and nodded. "Well, since I am your employer, and financier, I believe I have a right to know. What is this new source you've come across?" At that moment, a loud explosion of shouting in Egyptian came from the basement, and then, a lot of racket. Mr. Burke and Yaten leapt up, and ran to the basement door, and down the stairs. Apparently, Yami had rolled off of the bed, and landed on Ryou, squashing the little light, and Bakura was not happy; Yami now had a bloody nose. Tristan, Yugi and Mokuba were now restraining Yami, while Kaiba, and Joey were holding back a furious Bakura; both yami's were ranting at eachother in Egyptian. Ryou stood up.
"Bakura! That's enough!" He shouted.
"Ra damned shit head good for nothing mother fucking dumbass Pharaoh!!!"
"Say that to my face when I'm not being held back Tomb Robber!!!" Yami shrieked, and the Sennen Eye appeared on his forehead, as well as on Bakura's. Yaten stole a glance at Mr. Burke, who was staring, eyes popping out of his head. Ryou stalked up to Bakura and glared him in the eyes. Everything was quiet for a moment, then Bakura looked down.
"All right." He mumbled, and relaxed. Kaiba and Joey slowly released him.
"What the hell is going on here, Yaten?" Mr. Burke gasped. Everyone jumped, and turned to stare at Mr. Burke.
"Oh, shit." Yami said. Mr. Burke was staring at Yami.
"Just like on the walls." Mr. Burke said, then turned and looked at Yugi, who drew closer to Yami. "That pendant.." then, he caught sight of the back wall that Bakura had painted. His mouth fell open, and he began to read. Bakura snarled.
"That's private." He growled. Mr. Burke blinked, then turned back, and glared at Yaten, furiously.
"How could you keep this from me, Yaten?" He asked. "I never met your older son because Ryou is your only son. That," He said, jabbing a finger at Bakura. "Is an ancient spirit!!!" He whirled, and stared at Bakura. "The Spirit of one of the Millennium Items." He turned, and looked at Ryou, who edged closer to his father. Then, back to Yugi. "And that is a Millennium Item. The pyramid."
"Puzzle." Yami said, and Mr. Burke looked at him, comprehension dawning on his face.
"And you're the spirit of the Puzzle, aren't you?" He gasped.
"No d'uh." Bakura muttered. Yami sent him a silencing glare. Mr. Burke turned back to Yaten.
"How long have you known?"
"Less than a month." Yaten said, heavily. Mr. Burke gestured broadly to those in the room.
"And how long have they known?!?" He bellowed.
"Just over a year." Ryou said, quietly, after a long pause. Mr. Burke collapsed into the chair at Bakura's desk.
"Tell me everything." He said. Silence followed his request. "Yaten, if you want to keep your job.." He threatened. Yaten sighed, and sat down on the edge of Bakura's bed. Ryou stuck next to him, sitting as well, and Bakura sat next to Ryou, feeling his light's anxiety. Kaiba took the beanbag, and sat with Mokuba in his lap. Tristan, Joey, and Yugi all sat down on the floor. All eyes turned to Yami.
"With your permission" Yaten said.
"Why do you need his permission?!" Mr. Burke demanded.
"Because he's the Pharaoh!" Bakura snapped. Mr. Burke blinked.
"Pharaoh?" He gasped. Yami pinched the bridge of his nose.
"I kept all this from you for their sakes, Mr. Burke." Yaten said. "And fire me if you will, but I will not tell anything without their consent." Everyone again turned to look at Yami. He sighed, and looked up.
"I was once known as Yugioh." Yami began.
Everyone stared at Yami once he finished speaking. Bakura snorted.
"So that's what happened t Marik." He said. "I never knew. The Millennium Rod, huh?" Yami nodded.
"This story is incredible!!!" Mr. Burke gasped. "It must be told!"
"No!" Everyone shouted.
"If this gets out," Yaten said. "It will put all those present in danger. People will come for the Millennium Items, for the spirits, they will be taken away. Do you know how damaging that could be?"
"To who?" Mr. Burke said.
"To Ryou and Yugi. And Bakura and Yami. They are two halves, and you are threatening to tear them apart!"
"Swear that you won't tell a soul!!!" Yami snarled.
"Or I'll erase your mind right here!" Bakura snapped, standing, and glaring menacingly.
"Two halves?" Mr. Burke asked.
"Hai. Like Yin and Yang. Light and Dark. Yami and Hikari." Yaten said. "One cannot exist without the other."
"Well, we can." Yugi said, hesitantly.
"But it's painful." Ryou finished. "Too painful. I'd rather die than live without Bakura." Yugi nodded his agreement.
"If you want to leave, with your memories intact," Yami said. "You will swear to never tell a soul, or you will lose yours!"
"My what?"
"Your soul, dumbass." Bakura snarled.
"Bakura." Yaten said, warningly. Mr. Burke sighed.
"Oh, he won't tell anyone." Kaiba snarled. "If he does, I'll sue him for everything he owns."
"Got that?" Yami said, smirking. "You let any of this leak out, and you will lose everything. Kaiba will steal your possessions." Kaiba nodded. "Bakura will steal your memories." Bakura grinned evilly. "And then, I will steal your soul." Yami said, firmly.
"All right. I swear. Oh, by the way, Kuro Ketseuki did not respond to the summons. He is officially fired, and blacklisted; he'll never work in the archeological field again!" Mr. Burke said.
"You think that makes everything better?" Bakura snorted. Everyone stared at him. "He's still coming for Ryou. He's still out there." Bakura sighed. "We, uh, we didn't tell any one this, but Ryou's father and I found a little message from the bastard on Christmas morning. It was written in the snow on the front doorstep. 'The boy will pay for the Spirit's interference.' He's going to come back."
"Why for Ryou?" Mr. Burke asked. Everyone avoided his look, and fidgeted nervously. "Yaten, what the hell is going on?" Yaten Bakura sighed, and Yami Bakura looked down at Ryou.
"Ryou?"
"It's all right. Tell him." Ryou mumbled, eyes glued to the floor. "As long as he promises not to tell anyone."
"I promise." Mr. Burke said, gently.
"Kuro Ketseuki has gone mad." Yaten said. "He didn't just attack, and beat Ryou that time, or the time when he kidnapped him."
"Yes?" Mr. Burke prodded.
"He molested Ryou." Yaten said, slowly.
"He fuckin' raped him, that's what the bastard did!!!" Bakura shouted, angrily, eyes glowing red. Ryou leapt to his feet, and rushed to Bakura, trying to calm him down. Mr. Burke stared.
"Raped?" He gasped. Yaten nodded.
"And, he threatened him. He said that once he had the Scepter, he'd come back for Ryou."
"You need to call the police, Yaten." Mr. Burke said, firmly.
"No!" Ryou cried, and looked away from Bakura. "No! If they catch him, I'd have to face him again. And we'd have to press charges, or they'd let him go, and if they let him go, he'd still come for me. But if we pressed charges, then there'd be a trial, and I'd still have to face him, and there'd be publicity, and the last thing I want to do is broadcast to the world that I was raped. No. We can't tell the police. Please, Mr. Burke, just, let us handle it."
"Let you handle it?" Mr. Burke echoed.
"We'll deal with him in our own way." Yami said firmly.
"Yeah, rip his soul from his mutilated body!" Bakura snarled. "And seal it in the Shadow Realm. Or, y'know what sounds good? If I catch up to him, I'll sic the Man-Eater Bug on him!" Everyone stared at Bakura, like he had flipped his lid.
"Calm down, Tomb Robber." Yami said rolling his eyes.
"All this over the Scepter of the Game King." Mr. Burke mused.
"Oh, Ra!" Yami suddenly moaned. "This is all my fault."
"What are you talkin' about, Yami?" Joey asked.
"This is all happening because of the blasted Scepter of the Game King." Yami said.
"Why does that make it your fault?" Mr. Burke asked. Yami looked down, upset.
"Because, you idiot. I am the Game King. Whatever this thing is, it was mine. It's all my fault."
Bakura came out of the bathroom, in his black bathrobe. He looked around his room. Ryou had showered before him, and was now sitting on his bed, in his white bathrobe. But he had been busy; the lights were still on, but every candle in the room was lit, and Jasmine incense burned. The CD player was playing a CD that Yami had given to his fellow spirit. He had a CD of music that had reminded him of Ancient Egypt, so he copied, or had Yugi copy it, and gave it to Bakura. Bakura moved over to the bed.
"Ryou?" He asked, looking at his light, who looked troubled.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Ryou asked, quietly.
"Tell you what?"
"About the threat on Christmas morning." Ryou clarified.
"Oh." Bakura said, and sat behind Ryou on the water bed. "I didn't want to scare you, Ryou. I was protecting you."
"How can I trust you if you keep things from me?" Ryou said, loudly.
"Tenshi," Bakura began, kissing Ryou's shoulder, but Ryou brushed him off, and stood, moving across the room, folding his arms over his stomach. He stood in front of Bakura's dresser, watching the incense smoke rise and curl into fascinating patterns on the aior, before dispersing, filling the room with the delicate fragrance.
"If he's coming for me, I want to know, Bakura." Ryou said, firmly. "I'm not a little kid." Bakura sighed, and stood.
"You are still a child in my eyes." Ryou turned and glared at Bakura, pain in his face. "Not like that, Ryou. Look, just hear me out." He sighed, at Ryou's look. "All right. You're not a child, but you're not a man, Ryou. Not yet. You're young. You're still growing, and learning. The world is a wonderful, yet horrible place, and I am here to protect you from the darker things."
"Oh really?" Ryou snarled, sarcastically. "Well, you've sure done a bang up job, haven't you, Master?!?" He spat, viciously. Bakura froze, and stared at Ryou, then, closed his eyes, and lowered his head, turning his back on Ryou. "Bakura," Ryou gasped. "I, I'm sorry."
"Go."
"Bakura, please, I-"
"Just go, Ryou!"
"Bakura, I-" Bakura whirled, and seized Ryou's throat slamming him into the wall, cocking a fist back, ready to hit.
"I said, go, you little bitch!" He spat. Ryou stood, flush against the wall, frozen, his heart pounding in his terror. Bakura saw the fear in Ryou's eyes, and blinked, then released Ryou, and stepped back.
"Ryou." He said. "I'm so sorry." He gasped, and walked across the room, horrified by what he had done. There was a long silence.
"Bakura?"
"Nani?"
"Where did you get this?" Ryou asked. Bakura turned, and looked at the gold picture frame Ryou was looking at. He smiled, and came up next to his Hikari.
"Yami." He said. "When I scared you, and you went to Yami, and I went to Joey, and Yami brought you over. Well, they took this after we made up." Ryou smiled, slightly. He and Bakura were holding eachother, he had his head on Bakura's chest, and Bakura rested his head on Ryou's head. Both were smiling, slightly, and had their eyes closed.
"I didn't know they took it." Ryou said. Bakura smiled.
"Neither did I."
sighed, and moved over to the bathroom, turning off the lights. Then, Bakura watched, disappointed, as Ryou went up the stairs that led to the door out of the basement. He sighed, and flopped back onto his bed, staring at the black ceiling. Suddenly, the lights went out. He sat up on his elbows and stared at Ryou at the top of the stairs. The light from the candles around the room played on Ryou's alabaster skin, making it glow. Ryou's dark eyes were fixed on Bakura's as his slender fingers reached out, and locked the door. Ryou began to make his way down the stairs, eyes still fixed on Bakura's.
stopped and stood at the foot of Bakura's bed. Bakura swallowed, and his mouth fell open, when Ryou's bathrobe fell from his shoulder, and Ryou tossed it onto the bed. Slowly, Ryou fell forwards onto the bed, and began to crawl up Bakura's body, brushing against him here and there. Bakura's breathe caught in his throat at the look in Ryou's eyes. They were clouded in passion, and lust, as he stared at his dark. His hot breath caressed Bakura's face.
swallowed, and blinked, then began moving back up the bed, until he was leaning on the headboard. Ryou followed him, settling on Bakura's stomach, his knees on either side of the yami. Bakura reached up to touch Ryou's face, but Ryou caught his hand, entwining their fingers, gold rings glowing in the candle light. Ryou leaned forwards, closing the distance between them, pressing his lips to his darker half, parting them to invite Bakura in. Bakura accepted the invitation, and slipped his tongue into Ryou's mouth, moaning at the taste. He tasted, and smelled, strongly of cinnamon. Ryou's little fingers deftly untied the belt of Bakura's bathrobe, then pushed it off of his shoulders, pulling it out from under him, and tossing it to the side.
moaned, curling his tongue around Bakura's sucking on it, lightly. Then, Ryou broke it off, and sat up, and Bakura stared at the candle in Ryou's hand. Ryou stared at the flame, as he tipped the candle, spilling the hot wax onto Bakura's chest. Bakura hissed at the pain, then moaned, when Ryou rocked his hips against his, slightly. Bakura seized Ryou's hand, that held the candle, and guided it so the wax dripped to Ryou's chest. Bakura got a monster of an erection when Ryou shut his eyes and gave a pain, and lust filled cry, curving his body seductively.
"Ryouuuuu." Bakura moaned, when Ryou leaned forwards, and sucked a nipple into his mouth, nibbling it lightly. Bakura took the candle from Ryou, and put it on the bedside table, then stared at the bottle of Gardenia oil. "That's not mine" He mumbled. Ryou smiled, following Bakura's gaze, and picked up the bottle, pouring some into his hands. E rubbed the oil into Bakura's chest, making the spirit moan, then, slid down his legs, and smeared it over his straining member, making Bakura gasp, and buck his hips up. Bakura seized Ryou's hands, and pulled him up onto his chest, then flipped them over, so he was above Ryou. He then gave Ryou the same treatment, rubbing the oil into his chest, and over his arousal, tearing little mewls of pleasure from the boy's throat. Then, Bakura spread Ryou's thighs, settling between his legs. As he fondled Ryou's shaft, and what hung beneath, he slipped an oil coated finger into Ryou's tight entrance. Ryou gasped, and moaned, when Bakura twisted his finger, and stroked Ryou's smooth inner walls. Bakura smiled, and added a second finger. Ryou whimpered, and squirmed in discomfort when Bakura scissored his fingers.
/Kura?/ Ryou gasped.
//Hai?//
/Will, ow, will it always hurt?/ Bakura frowned slightly.
//I don't know Ryou, you're really, really tight for your size. It might. Hopefully, in time, you'll, err, stretch a bit.// Bakura stopped the scissoring, and wiggled his fingers a bit, making Ryou squeal at the feeling. Bakura smirked. //Is there any place you're not ticklish?//
/Oh, shut up./ Ryou grumbled, but moaned loudly when Bakura added a third finger, and began thrusting them in and out of Ryou, twisting them as he did.
"Mmmmmm, Bakuraaaa" Ryou moaned. Suddenly, Bakura yelped in surprise when Ryou flipped them again, so he was once again sitting on Bakura, staring at him with desire. Bakura pulled Ryou's face down to his, claiming his light's mouth in a sloppy kiss, and Ryou responded heatedly, running his hands through Bakura's silver locks. Ryou pulled back all too soon for Bakura, who pouted at Ryou, making his light smile slightly. But the smile disappeared all too soon as well, and Bakura gasped, in pleasure, and surprise, when Ryou sat back, on Bakura's erection.
stared at Ryou. His chest heaved as his breathing became labored, and his eyes slid shut as he head fell back. Bakura shifted, and Ryou moaned at the ceiling with pleasure that the movement sent through him. Ryou clenched his muscles around Bakura making him hiss at the pleasure it gave. Bakura pulled Ryou down against his chest, and rolled them over again, quickly balancing his weight on his knees. He sat up, pulling Ryou with him, so the boy was sitting on his lap. He was now face to face with Ryou, or, at that moment, face to throat. Bakura licked Ryou's throat, making him shiver, and look at his dark. Bakura held Ryou's hips, letting his own fall, and he slid out of Ryou, then pushed back in, making Ryou whimper slightly.
"Koibito." Ryou whimpered, softly, letting his head fall to Bakura's shoulder, as his slid in and out of Ryou gently. "Mmmm, Kuraaaa. Ohhh, God, yes. Oh, yesssss" Bakura smiled, and sucked lightly on the soft skin at the juncture of Ryou's jaw and neck, beneath his ear. Ryou wrapped his arms around Bakura, digging his fingers into the spirit's shoulders, moaning into his ear.
"Harder, Kura." Ryou pleaded. Bakura smirked, lowered his hips, then thrust up, violently. Ryou's eyes flew open, as he tossed his head back. "Ahh!" He cried, as Bakura hit that spot deep within him. Ryou's back arched, pressing his chest against Bakura, as the spirit began to shower attention on the boy's shoulders and collar bone, licking the smooth skin.
"Oh, God, Bakura! Oh, yesss.." Ryou moaned, his voice feeding Bakura's need. "Oh, God, fuck me!" He gasped, and Bakura froze, staring at him in shock. Ryou whimpered when the thrusting stopped, and shoved Bakura back, so he was once again straddling the tomb raider. Ryou lifted himself up on Bakura's length, then slid back down, clenching his muscles as he did. His back arched, and he tossed his head. Bakura stared, as Ryou continued to move up and down on his lenght. Ryou's shaking hands slid down, to grasp his own erection, moaning as he stroked himself.
was all too much for Bakura, watching his light jack off as he rode Bakura's erection, his ears filled with Ryou's gasps and moans. He could feel Ryou tightening around him, and he knew he couldn't last anymore. When Ryou sank back down, Bakura thrust up, making Ryou scream as he came, splattering Bakura's chest with his seed. With a guttural groan, Bakura released into Ryou, and the sated boy flopped lifelessly onto the bed next to him. Bakura closed his eyes, trying to regain his senses. When he did, he stared at Ryou's unfocused eyes, watching them clear. Ryou looked up at Bakura, eyes glowing. Bakura smirked.
"Look at the mess you made.." He teased. "I just took a shower." Ryou smiled, and slid up to Bakura, surprising the spirit yet again, by licking his own fluids off of his lover's chest. "I've asked this before, and I'll ask it again." Bakura moaned, when Ryou briefly nipped at one of his nipples. "What the hell has come over you?" Ryou chuckled, evilly, as he finished cleaning Bakura of his mess. He moved up, kissing Bakura.
"I want to be yours." He whispered. "For the love of God, Bakura, take me." He panted. Bakura nearly came again right there, but quickly got himself under control. He shoved Ryou off of him, and turned him over onto his stomach, pulling him up onto his knees, moving behind him. He slid his hands down Ryou's back, letting them come to rest on his rear end. Bakura leaned forwards, frowning at the blood dripping down Ryou's thighs. Kissing the small of Ryou's back, he then licked lower, lapping the blood off of Ryou's thighs and backside until his tongue was probing his hikari's quivering hole. Ryou gasped when Bakura thrust his tongue in and out a few times, then licked up his back again, moving until the head of his erection was pressing into Ryou's entrance. Unexpectedly, Ryou shoved back, driving Bakura into him harshly, making both moan loudly.
"Mmmm" Bakura moaned, then smirked, and chuckled lightly. "You and me, baby, ain't nuthin but mammals," He sang under his breathe, and Ryou raised an eyebrow. "So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel." Ryou looked back at Bakura.
"That's it." He panted. "No more MTV for you." Bakura smirked, and thrust into Ryou. "Ahhh!"
"Quiet, you." Bakura grumbled, then, he smirked. Tracing circles on Ryou's back with one hand, his other hand slithered over the bed, drawing Ryou's bathrobe belt to him. He pulled Ryou up into his chest, and smirked. Ryou yelped, when Bakura seized his wrist, binding them behind his back with the belt. While Ryou struggled against the bonds, he picked up the belt from his own robe. He smirked, and tied a knot in the middle, an Ryou yelped again, when Bakura used the belt to gag him, putting the knot in Ryou's mouth.
"Be careful when you start something with me, watashi no hato chiisai." Bakura murmured into Ryou's ear, before nipping it lightly. Ryou gave one last tug at the cords, and sank against Bakura's chest in defeat. Bakura smirked, and Ryou squealed into the gag when Bakura shoved him forwards onto his face, and began thrusting into him, holding his hips up. Ryou shifted, supporting his weight onto his knees and shoulder, as opposed to his nose. He closed his eyes, and moaned at the shivers running through his body.
"Oohhh, Raaaaa.." Bakura groaned, pulling Ryou's hips into his thrusts. "You're so damn tight, Ryou. Oh, Ra!" Bakura's thrusts grew harder and faster, and the sensations combined with Ryou's pleasured moans, and the sight of his squirming light, bound and gagged, was too much, and with a strangled cry, he came into Ryou. He waited a moment, before he pulled out, making Ryou whimper.
/Damn it, Bakura!/ Ryou gasped. /Ohhh, God So close../ Bakura smirked as he began to lick the fresh trails of blood, making Ryou whimper. He finished, then pushed Ryou onto his back, and slid between his legs, taking Ryou's throbbing sex into his mouth. Ryou squealed again, bucking his hips up. Bakura smirked, and forced Ryou's hips into the bed, and toyed at the flesh, sucking and nipping and licking, making Ryou writhe and squirm. Ryou screamed into the gag as he released into Bakura's mouth, then went limp, resting. Bakura grinned.
"Don't go to sleep on me now, Ryou." He said. "I'm not done with you yet. Oh, no, not by a long shot." Ryou's eyes flew open, and he stared at Bakura.
/You must be joking!/ Ryou cried, through their link. /I'm exhausted!/
"That's fine. I'll do all the work." Bakura said, positioning himself between Ryou's legs. "Round what? Three? Four? Ah, Anubis take it, cause I'm taking you!" Bakura said, and thrust into Ryou again.
Ryou gave an exhausted moan as he climaxed into Bakura, who was straddling him. Bakura slumped forwards onto Ryou, panting in his ear.
"Christ, Bakura." Ryou moaned. Bakura grunted, and rolled off of Ryou, pulling him into his chest. "I'm gonna be so sore tomorrow. I'm about ready to pass out." Bakura chuckled.
"I'm not surprised. We've been at it for nearly three hours."
"Nani?!?"
"Let's see, how many orgasms have we had?"
"Hunh. I don't count, unlike some weirdoes." Ryou mumbled, into his dark's chest. Bakura grinned.
"Eight for you, I think, and nine for me."
"Weirdo."
"I love you too, Ryou."
"Fucking psycho."
"That's twice tonight!"
"Nani?"
"that you've said that word!"
"What word?"
"Fuck!"
"Oh." Ryou mumbled, annoyed, and closed his eyes.
"C'mon, Ryou."
"Nani?"
"You liked it. Admit it." Ryou looked up at Bakura.
"All right. I did. But we can't do this all the time. I don't think I'll be able to get up tomorrow." Bakura chuckled, and pressed his lips against Ryou's in a chaste kiss.
"I'm sure you can forgive me."
"Hmph. We'll see." Ryou said, closing his eyes again, and cuddling closer to Bakura. "Ashiteru, Koibito."
"Ashiteru mo, watashi no hikari kicho." Bakura whispered, holding Ryou close. He looked around, and concentrated. The Millennium Ring on the bedside table glowed briefly, and the candles around the room were extinguished. Bakura smiled into the pitch back room, nestled down with Ryou, and closed his eyes.
"Bakura?"
"Hai?"
"What was that song, you sang to me, in your soul room?"
"Angel of my Heart?"
"Hai."
"What bout it?"
"Sing it again?" Ryou asked, his voice slurred slightly in exhaustion. Bakura smiled, and kissed Ryou's cheek, holing him close.
"Angel of my heartbreathe a song to meby my sidebeat in harmony
you dreamare everything to meI will hold you closeall eternity
you and I are onewill never let us part'll hold you close foreverangel of my heart."
That was my favorite Lemon. The fic is almost over, people! Thanks for stickin by me! As soon as it's done, I'll start posting the sequel, Millennium Balance. It has two origional characters, but I don't focus on them. I know a lot of people don't like original characters, but give them a chance. It was the only way I could make the whole thing work out. But for now, on to chapter 13!
Chapter: Final Clash
(Dark Lover)
Chiisai
This is rated R for violence, language, sex and rape. THIS IS A YAOI FIC! That means male/male relationships and male/male SEX! you don't like that kind of stuff, then make it easy for every one and DON"T READ IT!!!!
x Bakura, Yugi x Yami, Ryou x Origional Character (rape)a Ryou x Bakura x Yugi x Yami Later!!!)
Hey, I'm a poor college student. I DON'T OWN A DAMN THING!!!!
I do own "Angel of My Heart", Bakura's song to Ryou. I wrote it myself.
12- New Year Confessions
Ryou looked at the clock, as he took the brownies out of the oven. Bakura was busy going through the basement with Ryou's father, sending anything that was to throw away, to the Shadow Realm. Most of the stuff in the basement were things Yaten had brought back from trips. Bakura had summoned a few duel monsters to help carry things up to the attic, much to Yaten's childish delight. Yaten had put together an old waterbed that had been in the basement, and filled it up, letting Bakura have it. Bakura and Ryou, with Yugi, and Yami, had already gone shopping and the room was ready for decorating. Ryou smiled as he thought about when they had bought Bakura's new wardrobe.
"I guess it's a Yami thing." Yugi said, when Bakura came out of the dressing room, in tight black leather pants. Ryou stared at Bakura, open mouthed.
"Bakura, you must be joking!" He gasped.
"No way." Bakura had said, eyeing his refection critically. "I look good in these."
"Yeah." Yami had said. "It shows off his ass." Ryou, Bakura, and Yugi had stared at Yami, who turned bright red. "Oh, Ra, I did not just say that." He said, covering his face with his hands.
"Well whaddya know?" Bakura had chuckled. "The Pharaoh thinks I'm sexy."
Flashback)
put the brownies on the counter when there was a knock at the door. Ryou ran to get it, and opened the front door, grinning.
"Hey, Ryou!" Yugi said, and walked in, followed by Yami.
"How are you doing, kid?" Kaiba asked, his arms loaded in snacks, and Ryou smiled.
"Fine, thanks. How are you, Seto?"
"Oh he's fine! Move it!" Joey said, shoving by, followed by Tristan, and Mokuba. Kaiba glared, and Ryou giggled.
"Nice apron." Mokuba said, smiling at Ryou, who closed the door after him.
"Bakura and Dad are downstairs. Go on down." Ryou said, and went to the kitchen, with Kaiba. Ryou tore open chip bags, and put them in bowls, while Kaiba opened the cake, setting it out on the table. Ryou looked up, when there was sudden shouting downstairs. He ran from the room, Kaiba at his heels. They ran into the basement. Yami was being held back by Joey and Tristan, his hair soaking wet. Bakura was struggling against Yaten. Ryou leapt, and threw himself against Bakura.
"Bakura! Stop!" then, he realized, that Bakura was laughing, and Yaten was holding him upright. Tears of mirth streamed down Bakura's face. Ryou blinked, then stepped back, annoyed. He looked at Yami. "Whatever he did, sorry." Ryou said. Yami scowled, but stopped struggling against Tristan and Joey. Yugi giggled.
"C'mon Yami, it was just a joke." Yugi said. Yami glared at him. "And it was pretty funny." Ryou looked at the puddle of water Yami was standing in, and saw what was left of a broken balloon. Ryou rolled his eyes.
"Bakura" Ryou moaned, and Bakura controlled his laughter.
"Sorry, Ryou." Bakura said.
"Shall we get started?" Kaiba said, picking up a roller brush, and looking at the black paint. "Black. Figures." He said. Ryou smiled. "Nice apron Ryou. You might want to take it off, though."
"I got a better idea." Bakura said. "Take everything but the apron off. Talk about sexy!" Everyone stared at Bakura, who was grinning wickedly at his horribly embarrassed light. Yaten blinked, then glared at Bakura who merely shrugged.
"So, uh, how are you two doing?" Joey asked Ryou, as he swallowed, looking down to hide his blush, took off his apron, and opened a can of paint. He smiled, as he emptied some into a tray, and Kaiba began to paint the gray wall black. Ryou glanced down at the gold ring on his finger. Joey followed his gaze, and saw the ring. He seized Ryou's hand.
"You must be kidding!" He gasped. Everyone stopped what they were doing, and stared at Ryou's ring. Yami seized Bakura's hand, and the ring's mate was revealed on his finger.
"You two are together, like that?!?" Tristan gasped.
"It's so sweet!" Yugi cooed. "Congratulations, Ryou! I didn't know you two were this serious!"
"What, you think I kept him around just to sleep with?" Bakura snorted, and wrapped his arms around Ryou. Joey smirked.
"Well, no, but, we didn't know you cared that much. I guess we should've. Congratulations." Ryou blushed.
"Thanks, Joey." He said.
"Are you two engaged?" Mokuba asked, not knowing what the rings represented.
"Uhh, no." Bakura said, blinking. "Engaged. Hmmm." He wandered across the room. Ryou sighed, and shook his head.
"No, Mokuba. It just means that they're together. Like, boyfriends. Lovers." Kaiba said. " Now are you people going to help, or not?" Ryou smiled, picked up another brush, and began helping. All of Bakura's things were piled onto the water bed, so Joey and Tristan were going through it, curious.
"Ohh! Stereo system!" Tristan sang.
"Hey, all right!!!" Joey said. "Where are the CD's?"
"Get over here and help!" Kaiba snapped. Tristan and Joey grumbled, but picked up painting tools, and they began coating the wall with black paint. Bakura, in the meantime, was painting a set of dresser drawers gold, with Mokuba.
cleaned the bathroom that was literally never used. After an hour, Yaten handed out sodas, and half of the room was painted. Bakura and Mokuba had moved to painting the desk and chair, while Yaten painted wall shelves. Yugi helped finish paint the walls black. Everyone went upstairs to eat while the room dried. It took a few hours, so they played board games, watched TV, dueled eachother, and Bakura chased Joey down the street when he accidentally tripped Ryou.
all finally returned to the basement, and Yaten, with Kaiba's help, began installing Bakura's gold painted wall shelves. Bakura himself, picked up a brush, and went over to the back wall. He dipped the brush in the gold paint, and started painting. The others ignored him, and began setting up the other furniture. They set up the dresser beneath the one window in the place, and Ryou began folding and putting away Bakura's clothes, all which were things he himself would never be caught dead in. Yami and Yugi hung up the black shower curtain in the bathroom. When all the furniture was set up, they all turned to see what Bakura had been up too.
was too absorbed in his work to notice his audience. Even Yami was visibly impressed. Bakura had painted an enormous Sennen Eye on the wall, and surrounded it with paintings of the seven Millennium Items. He was now covering the back wall completely with hieroglyphics.
"Yami, what do they say?" Yugi asked. Yami frowned, and began looking over the wall. Slowly, his frown faded into a look of amazement. After a few minutes, Yami looked back.
"It's a detailed account of his life." He said, quietly. Yami walked the length of the wall, the stopped. "This is where his life ends." He said, and pointed at another section. "This describes 5000 years imprisonment in the Ring. And this, is his awakening, and his new life. This is his years here, with Ryou, hurting him." Yami said, and came to the last column, where Bakura was finishing, the wall completely covered. Bakura made one last stroke, and stood.
"And this," Bakura said, pointing at the last section. "Is when I stopped hurting you, Ryou. And grew to love you." Bakura looked at the other walls. "And this is a blank slate, waiting to be filled."
Ryou stared at the wall, examining it closely. He walked the length of it. Bakura watched Ryou, with an unreadable expression on his face. After a moment, Ryou turned, and looked at Bakura.
"Will you teach me to read the hieroglyphics?" He asked. Bakura blinked, then smiled.
"Of course. If you really want me to teach you, then I would be happy to."
"That's really cool, Bakura." Yugi said, looking over the wall. "I can't believe you wrote it all in such a short time." The wall was completely covered, and each character was only an inch tall. Of course, a lot of the wall was taken up with the Sennen Eye and Millennium Items, but that was a lot of hieroglyphics. Bakura looked at the wall, and nodded.
"I just started writing. And it just flowed. I didn't even have to think about it. It just happened." Bakura said. Yaten was slowly trying to read the wall. "I'll translate it if you want to. This is far more detailed that the story I told you." Bakura offered.
"I'd like that." Yaten said.
"I see that the two of you had a lot of fun on Christmas Eve and Christmas night." Yami said, suddenly, reading the last bit on the wall. Bakura stared, then leapt forwards, clapping his hand over Yami's eyes.
"Mind your own business!" He hissed, as everyone stared at him. Yami chuckled.
"You're the one who gives the details about Ryou in bed." Yami snickered, and Ryou's mouth fell open, as his face turned bright red.
"Shut up, Pharaoh!" Bakura snapped, and Yami stepped away from Bakura, his hand falling from the Pharaoh's eyes. "That's not all I described!" Bakura said, smugly, and pointed to another area. Yami read it, and his cheeks began turn red.
"Leave Yugi and me out of your diary, Bakura!" He snapped.
"Doshite? You were there." Bakura said, and gave Yugi a knowing smirk. Yugi swallowed, as he realized what the two were talking about. The tomb robber went over to the stereo, and popped in a CD, like Ryou had taught him. Everyone jumped when the music blasted from the speakers. Ryou stared.
"Bakura! What is this?!?" He shouted.
"Eminem!" Bakura called back, and Ryou made a face.
"This is awful!" He complained, and Bakura grinned.
"Better that the stuff you listen to!"
"What's wrong with Savage Garden?!?"
"Nothing! It's the Backstreet Boys and N'Sync I'm talkin' about!" Bakura called back.
"Hey, Ryou!" Joey called, and Ryou looked over to where Joey and Tristan were checking out his Playstation 2 hooked up to the new TV. "Can we check 'dis out?" Ryou nodded, and Joey grinned, turning the thing on. Yami and Yugi sat down with Joey and Tristan. Ryou smiled, and shook his head, then began unpacking the huge amount of candles Bakura had come home with the other day. Bakura smiled, and began spreading them throughout the room with Ryou.
About an hour later, Yaten had Joey and Tristan turn off the Playstation, and Bakura turn off the stereo, and they all sat down to watch the New Year Celebration on TV. Just before the countdown began, Yaten handed out champagne glasses with Sparkling Cider, not about to let the boys have alcohol, especially the yamis. At last, the countdown began. Yugi, Tristan, Joey, Yaten and Ryou shouted 'Happy New Year!' while Kaiba merely smirked, and Bakura and Yami looked on with amused curiosity. Then, Bakura downed the Sparkling Cider like a shot, and went for more, after licking his lips, with a surprised look on his face. The group partied through the night, and the last of them, Bakura and Yami, didn't drift off to sleep until 4:30 in the morning, both curling up next to their Hikaris, Yugi on the bed, and Ryou in a black beanbag.
Yaten grunted, and looked up, blinking his eyes blearily. He grimaced, and wiped the sticky saliva from his face where he had been drooling in his sleep. He looked around, confused, then remembered. His room was right above the basement, and the boys had made so much noise that he had moved to the sofa to sleep. He sat up, frowning when there was another knock at the door.
He stumbled down the hall and into the foyer, opening the front door.
"Good afternoon, Yaten."
"Mr. Burke!" Yaten exclaimed, now wide awake. Mr. Burke raised an eyebrow at Yaten's dissheveled appearance.
"For the love of God, Yaten, it's nearly three in the afternoon!"
"Is it?" Yaten yawned, gesturing his boss in. Mr. Burke stepped inside, and Yaten closed the door. "Please, come in. My son had a party last night. They made enough noise to wake the dead." Mr. Burke chuckled.
"Oh really? How many people?" He asked. Yaten blinked. "umm, Ryou, Bak-er, Kyodai, Yugi, Yami, Joey, Tristan, Mokuba and Seto."
" Mokuba and Seto? Mokuba and Seto Kaiba?!"
"Yessir. Seto Kaiba is a good friend of Ryou's. From school, and the Duelist Kingdom."
"Oh, really? And Yugi, did you say? Yugi Mouto?"
"Hai. A very close friend of Ryou's."
"You don't say." Mr. Burke mused, sitting down in an arm chair. "well, this isn't a social call, Doctor. The other nigh, you said you have an anonymous source that could answer numerous questions, but you wouldn't say who because revealing it may, as you say, put certain individuals at risk?" Yaten swallowed, and nodded. "Well, since I am your employer, and financier, I believe I have a right to know. What is this new source you've come across?" At that moment, a loud explosion of shouting in Egyptian came from the basement, and then, a lot of racket. Mr. Burke and Yaten leapt up, and ran to the basement door, and down the stairs. Apparently, Yami had rolled off of the bed, and landed on Ryou, squashing the little light, and Bakura was not happy; Yami now had a bloody nose. Tristan, Yugi and Mokuba were now restraining Yami, while Kaiba, and Joey were holding back a furious Bakura; both yami's were ranting at eachother in Egyptian. Ryou stood up.
"Bakura! That's enough!" He shouted.
"Ra damned shit head good for nothing mother fucking dumbass Pharaoh!!!"
"Say that to my face when I'm not being held back Tomb Robber!!!" Yami shrieked, and the Sennen Eye appeared on his forehead, as well as on Bakura's. Yaten stole a glance at Mr. Burke, who was staring, eyes popping out of his head. Ryou stalked up to Bakura and glared him in the eyes. Everything was quiet for a moment, then Bakura looked down.
"All right." He mumbled, and relaxed. Kaiba and Joey slowly released him.
"What the hell is going on here, Yaten?" Mr. Burke gasped. Everyone jumped, and turned to stare at Mr. Burke.
"Oh, shit." Yami said. Mr. Burke was staring at Yami.
"Just like on the walls." Mr. Burke said, then turned and looked at Yugi, who drew closer to Yami. "That pendant.." then, he caught sight of the back wall that Bakura had painted. His mouth fell open, and he began to read. Bakura snarled.
"That's private." He growled. Mr. Burke blinked, then turned back, and glared at Yaten, furiously.
"How could you keep this from me, Yaten?" He asked. "I never met your older son because Ryou is your only son. That," He said, jabbing a finger at Bakura. "Is an ancient spirit!!!" He whirled, and stared at Bakura. "The Spirit of one of the Millennium Items." He turned, and looked at Ryou, who edged closer to his father. Then, back to Yugi. "And that is a Millennium Item. The pyramid."
"Puzzle." Yami said, and Mr. Burke looked at him, comprehension dawning on his face.
"And you're the spirit of the Puzzle, aren't you?" He gasped.
"No d'uh." Bakura muttered. Yami sent him a silencing glare. Mr. Burke turned back to Yaten.
"How long have you known?"
"Less than a month." Yaten said, heavily. Mr. Burke gestured broadly to those in the room.
"And how long have they known?!?" He bellowed.
"Just over a year." Ryou said, quietly, after a long pause. Mr. Burke collapsed into the chair at Bakura's desk.
"Tell me everything." He said. Silence followed his request. "Yaten, if you want to keep your job.." He threatened. Yaten sighed, and sat down on the edge of Bakura's bed. Ryou stuck next to him, sitting as well, and Bakura sat next to Ryou, feeling his light's anxiety. Kaiba took the beanbag, and sat with Mokuba in his lap. Tristan, Joey, and Yugi all sat down on the floor. All eyes turned to Yami.
"With your permission" Yaten said.
"Why do you need his permission?!" Mr. Burke demanded.
"Because he's the Pharaoh!" Bakura snapped. Mr. Burke blinked.
"Pharaoh?" He gasped. Yami pinched the bridge of his nose.
"I kept all this from you for their sakes, Mr. Burke." Yaten said. "And fire me if you will, but I will not tell anything without their consent." Everyone again turned to look at Yami. He sighed, and looked up.
"I was once known as Yugioh." Yami began.
Everyone stared at Yami once he finished speaking. Bakura snorted.
"So that's what happened t Marik." He said. "I never knew. The Millennium Rod, huh?" Yami nodded.
"This story is incredible!!!" Mr. Burke gasped. "It must be told!"
"No!" Everyone shouted.
"If this gets out," Yaten said. "It will put all those present in danger. People will come for the Millennium Items, for the spirits, they will be taken away. Do you know how damaging that could be?"
"To who?" Mr. Burke said.
"To Ryou and Yugi. And Bakura and Yami. They are two halves, and you are threatening to tear them apart!"
"Swear that you won't tell a soul!!!" Yami snarled.
"Or I'll erase your mind right here!" Bakura snapped, standing, and glaring menacingly.
"Two halves?" Mr. Burke asked.
"Hai. Like Yin and Yang. Light and Dark. Yami and Hikari." Yaten said. "One cannot exist without the other."
"Well, we can." Yugi said, hesitantly.
"But it's painful." Ryou finished. "Too painful. I'd rather die than live without Bakura." Yugi nodded his agreement.
"If you want to leave, with your memories intact," Yami said. "You will swear to never tell a soul, or you will lose yours!"
"My what?"
"Your soul, dumbass." Bakura snarled.
"Bakura." Yaten said, warningly. Mr. Burke sighed.
"Oh, he won't tell anyone." Kaiba snarled. "If he does, I'll sue him for everything he owns."
"Got that?" Yami said, smirking. "You let any of this leak out, and you will lose everything. Kaiba will steal your possessions." Kaiba nodded. "Bakura will steal your memories." Bakura grinned evilly. "And then, I will steal your soul." Yami said, firmly.
"All right. I swear. Oh, by the way, Kuro Ketseuki did not respond to the summons. He is officially fired, and blacklisted; he'll never work in the archeological field again!" Mr. Burke said.
"You think that makes everything better?" Bakura snorted. Everyone stared at him. "He's still coming for Ryou. He's still out there." Bakura sighed. "We, uh, we didn't tell any one this, but Ryou's father and I found a little message from the bastard on Christmas morning. It was written in the snow on the front doorstep. 'The boy will pay for the Spirit's interference.' He's going to come back."
"Why for Ryou?" Mr. Burke asked. Everyone avoided his look, and fidgeted nervously. "Yaten, what the hell is going on?" Yaten Bakura sighed, and Yami Bakura looked down at Ryou.
"Ryou?"
"It's all right. Tell him." Ryou mumbled, eyes glued to the floor. "As long as he promises not to tell anyone."
"I promise." Mr. Burke said, gently.
"Kuro Ketseuki has gone mad." Yaten said. "He didn't just attack, and beat Ryou that time, or the time when he kidnapped him."
"Yes?" Mr. Burke prodded.
"He molested Ryou." Yaten said, slowly.
"He fuckin' raped him, that's what the bastard did!!!" Bakura shouted, angrily, eyes glowing red. Ryou leapt to his feet, and rushed to Bakura, trying to calm him down. Mr. Burke stared.
"Raped?" He gasped. Yaten nodded.
"And, he threatened him. He said that once he had the Scepter, he'd come back for Ryou."
"You need to call the police, Yaten." Mr. Burke said, firmly.
"No!" Ryou cried, and looked away from Bakura. "No! If they catch him, I'd have to face him again. And we'd have to press charges, or they'd let him go, and if they let him go, he'd still come for me. But if we pressed charges, then there'd be a trial, and I'd still have to face him, and there'd be publicity, and the last thing I want to do is broadcast to the world that I was raped. No. We can't tell the police. Please, Mr. Burke, just, let us handle it."
"Let you handle it?" Mr. Burke echoed.
"We'll deal with him in our own way." Yami said firmly.
"Yeah, rip his soul from his mutilated body!" Bakura snarled. "And seal it in the Shadow Realm. Or, y'know what sounds good? If I catch up to him, I'll sic the Man-Eater Bug on him!" Everyone stared at Bakura, like he had flipped his lid.
"Calm down, Tomb Robber." Yami said rolling his eyes.
"All this over the Scepter of the Game King." Mr. Burke mused.
"Oh, Ra!" Yami suddenly moaned. "This is all my fault."
"What are you talkin' about, Yami?" Joey asked.
"This is all happening because of the blasted Scepter of the Game King." Yami said.
"Why does that make it your fault?" Mr. Burke asked. Yami looked down, upset.
"Because, you idiot. I am the Game King. Whatever this thing is, it was mine. It's all my fault."
Bakura came out of the bathroom, in his black bathrobe. He looked around his room. Ryou had showered before him, and was now sitting on his bed, in his white bathrobe. But he had been busy; the lights were still on, but every candle in the room was lit, and Jasmine incense burned. The CD player was playing a CD that Yami had given to his fellow spirit. He had a CD of music that had reminded him of Ancient Egypt, so he copied, or had Yugi copy it, and gave it to Bakura. Bakura moved over to the bed.
"Ryou?" He asked, looking at his light, who looked troubled.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Ryou asked, quietly.
"Tell you what?"
"About the threat on Christmas morning." Ryou clarified.
"Oh." Bakura said, and sat behind Ryou on the water bed. "I didn't want to scare you, Ryou. I was protecting you."
"How can I trust you if you keep things from me?" Ryou said, loudly.
"Tenshi," Bakura began, kissing Ryou's shoulder, but Ryou brushed him off, and stood, moving across the room, folding his arms over his stomach. He stood in front of Bakura's dresser, watching the incense smoke rise and curl into fascinating patterns on the aior, before dispersing, filling the room with the delicate fragrance.
"If he's coming for me, I want to know, Bakura." Ryou said, firmly. "I'm not a little kid." Bakura sighed, and stood.
"You are still a child in my eyes." Ryou turned and glared at Bakura, pain in his face. "Not like that, Ryou. Look, just hear me out." He sighed, at Ryou's look. "All right. You're not a child, but you're not a man, Ryou. Not yet. You're young. You're still growing, and learning. The world is a wonderful, yet horrible place, and I am here to protect you from the darker things."
"Oh really?" Ryou snarled, sarcastically. "Well, you've sure done a bang up job, haven't you, Master?!?" He spat, viciously. Bakura froze, and stared at Ryou, then, closed his eyes, and lowered his head, turning his back on Ryou. "Bakura," Ryou gasped. "I, I'm sorry."
"Go."
"Bakura, please, I-"
"Just go, Ryou!"
"Bakura, I-" Bakura whirled, and seized Ryou's throat slamming him into the wall, cocking a fist back, ready to hit.
"I said, go, you little bitch!" He spat. Ryou stood, flush against the wall, frozen, his heart pounding in his terror. Bakura saw the fear in Ryou's eyes, and blinked, then released Ryou, and stepped back.
"Ryou." He said. "I'm so sorry." He gasped, and walked across the room, horrified by what he had done. There was a long silence.
"Bakura?"
"Nani?"
"Where did you get this?" Ryou asked. Bakura turned, and looked at the gold picture frame Ryou was looking at. He smiled, and came up next to his Hikari.
"Yami." He said. "When I scared you, and you went to Yami, and I went to Joey, and Yami brought you over. Well, they took this after we made up." Ryou smiled, slightly. He and Bakura were holding eachother, he had his head on Bakura's chest, and Bakura rested his head on Ryou's head. Both were smiling, slightly, and had their eyes closed.
"I didn't know they took it." Ryou said. Bakura smiled.
"Neither did I."
sighed, and moved over to the bathroom, turning off the lights. Then, Bakura watched, disappointed, as Ryou went up the stairs that led to the door out of the basement. He sighed, and flopped back onto his bed, staring at the black ceiling. Suddenly, the lights went out. He sat up on his elbows and stared at Ryou at the top of the stairs. The light from the candles around the room played on Ryou's alabaster skin, making it glow. Ryou's dark eyes were fixed on Bakura's as his slender fingers reached out, and locked the door. Ryou began to make his way down the stairs, eyes still fixed on Bakura's.
stopped and stood at the foot of Bakura's bed. Bakura swallowed, and his mouth fell open, when Ryou's bathrobe fell from his shoulder, and Ryou tossed it onto the bed. Slowly, Ryou fell forwards onto the bed, and began to crawl up Bakura's body, brushing against him here and there. Bakura's breathe caught in his throat at the look in Ryou's eyes. They were clouded in passion, and lust, as he stared at his dark. His hot breath caressed Bakura's face.
swallowed, and blinked, then began moving back up the bed, until he was leaning on the headboard. Ryou followed him, settling on Bakura's stomach, his knees on either side of the yami. Bakura reached up to touch Ryou's face, but Ryou caught his hand, entwining their fingers, gold rings glowing in the candle light. Ryou leaned forwards, closing the distance between them, pressing his lips to his darker half, parting them to invite Bakura in. Bakura accepted the invitation, and slipped his tongue into Ryou's mouth, moaning at the taste. He tasted, and smelled, strongly of cinnamon. Ryou's little fingers deftly untied the belt of Bakura's bathrobe, then pushed it off of his shoulders, pulling it out from under him, and tossing it to the side.
moaned, curling his tongue around Bakura's sucking on it, lightly. Then, Ryou broke it off, and sat up, and Bakura stared at the candle in Ryou's hand. Ryou stared at the flame, as he tipped the candle, spilling the hot wax onto Bakura's chest. Bakura hissed at the pain, then moaned, when Ryou rocked his hips against his, slightly. Bakura seized Ryou's hand, that held the candle, and guided it so the wax dripped to Ryou's chest. Bakura got a monster of an erection when Ryou shut his eyes and gave a pain, and lust filled cry, curving his body seductively.
"Ryouuuuu." Bakura moaned, when Ryou leaned forwards, and sucked a nipple into his mouth, nibbling it lightly. Bakura took the candle from Ryou, and put it on the bedside table, then stared at the bottle of Gardenia oil. "That's not mine" He mumbled. Ryou smiled, following Bakura's gaze, and picked up the bottle, pouring some into his hands. E rubbed the oil into Bakura's chest, making the spirit moan, then, slid down his legs, and smeared it over his straining member, making Bakura gasp, and buck his hips up. Bakura seized Ryou's hands, and pulled him up onto his chest, then flipped them over, so he was above Ryou. He then gave Ryou the same treatment, rubbing the oil into his chest, and over his arousal, tearing little mewls of pleasure from the boy's throat. Then, Bakura spread Ryou's thighs, settling between his legs. As he fondled Ryou's shaft, and what hung beneath, he slipped an oil coated finger into Ryou's tight entrance. Ryou gasped, and moaned, when Bakura twisted his finger, and stroked Ryou's smooth inner walls. Bakura smiled, and added a second finger. Ryou whimpered, and squirmed in discomfort when Bakura scissored his fingers.
/Kura?/ Ryou gasped.
//Hai?//
/Will, ow, will it always hurt?/ Bakura frowned slightly.
//I don't know Ryou, you're really, really tight for your size. It might. Hopefully, in time, you'll, err, stretch a bit.// Bakura stopped the scissoring, and wiggled his fingers a bit, making Ryou squeal at the feeling. Bakura smirked. //Is there any place you're not ticklish?//
/Oh, shut up./ Ryou grumbled, but moaned loudly when Bakura added a third finger, and began thrusting them in and out of Ryou, twisting them as he did.
"Mmmmmm, Bakuraaaa" Ryou moaned. Suddenly, Bakura yelped in surprise when Ryou flipped them again, so he was once again sitting on Bakura, staring at him with desire. Bakura pulled Ryou's face down to his, claiming his light's mouth in a sloppy kiss, and Ryou responded heatedly, running his hands through Bakura's silver locks. Ryou pulled back all too soon for Bakura, who pouted at Ryou, making his light smile slightly. But the smile disappeared all too soon as well, and Bakura gasped, in pleasure, and surprise, when Ryou sat back, on Bakura's erection.
stared at Ryou. His chest heaved as his breathing became labored, and his eyes slid shut as he head fell back. Bakura shifted, and Ryou moaned at the ceiling with pleasure that the movement sent through him. Ryou clenched his muscles around Bakura making him hiss at the pleasure it gave. Bakura pulled Ryou down against his chest, and rolled them over again, quickly balancing his weight on his knees. He sat up, pulling Ryou with him, so the boy was sitting on his lap. He was now face to face with Ryou, or, at that moment, face to throat. Bakura licked Ryou's throat, making him shiver, and look at his dark. Bakura held Ryou's hips, letting his own fall, and he slid out of Ryou, then pushed back in, making Ryou whimper slightly.
"Koibito." Ryou whimpered, softly, letting his head fall to Bakura's shoulder, as his slid in and out of Ryou gently. "Mmmm, Kuraaaa. Ohhh, God, yes. Oh, yesssss" Bakura smiled, and sucked lightly on the soft skin at the juncture of Ryou's jaw and neck, beneath his ear. Ryou wrapped his arms around Bakura, digging his fingers into the spirit's shoulders, moaning into his ear.
"Harder, Kura." Ryou pleaded. Bakura smirked, lowered his hips, then thrust up, violently. Ryou's eyes flew open, as he tossed his head back. "Ahh!" He cried, as Bakura hit that spot deep within him. Ryou's back arched, pressing his chest against Bakura, as the spirit began to shower attention on the boy's shoulders and collar bone, licking the smooth skin.
"Oh, God, Bakura! Oh, yesss.." Ryou moaned, his voice feeding Bakura's need. "Oh, God, fuck me!" He gasped, and Bakura froze, staring at him in shock. Ryou whimpered when the thrusting stopped, and shoved Bakura back, so he was once again straddling the tomb raider. Ryou lifted himself up on Bakura's length, then slid back down, clenching his muscles as he did. His back arched, and he tossed his head. Bakura stared, as Ryou continued to move up and down on his lenght. Ryou's shaking hands slid down, to grasp his own erection, moaning as he stroked himself.
was all too much for Bakura, watching his light jack off as he rode Bakura's erection, his ears filled with Ryou's gasps and moans. He could feel Ryou tightening around him, and he knew he couldn't last anymore. When Ryou sank back down, Bakura thrust up, making Ryou scream as he came, splattering Bakura's chest with his seed. With a guttural groan, Bakura released into Ryou, and the sated boy flopped lifelessly onto the bed next to him. Bakura closed his eyes, trying to regain his senses. When he did, he stared at Ryou's unfocused eyes, watching them clear. Ryou looked up at Bakura, eyes glowing. Bakura smirked.
"Look at the mess you made.." He teased. "I just took a shower." Ryou smiled, and slid up to Bakura, surprising the spirit yet again, by licking his own fluids off of his lover's chest. "I've asked this before, and I'll ask it again." Bakura moaned, when Ryou briefly nipped at one of his nipples. "What the hell has come over you?" Ryou chuckled, evilly, as he finished cleaning Bakura of his mess. He moved up, kissing Bakura.
"I want to be yours." He whispered. "For the love of God, Bakura, take me." He panted. Bakura nearly came again right there, but quickly got himself under control. He shoved Ryou off of him, and turned him over onto his stomach, pulling him up onto his knees, moving behind him. He slid his hands down Ryou's back, letting them come to rest on his rear end. Bakura leaned forwards, frowning at the blood dripping down Ryou's thighs. Kissing the small of Ryou's back, he then licked lower, lapping the blood off of Ryou's thighs and backside until his tongue was probing his hikari's quivering hole. Ryou gasped when Bakura thrust his tongue in and out a few times, then licked up his back again, moving until the head of his erection was pressing into Ryou's entrance. Unexpectedly, Ryou shoved back, driving Bakura into him harshly, making both moan loudly.
"Mmmm" Bakura moaned, then smirked, and chuckled lightly. "You and me, baby, ain't nuthin but mammals," He sang under his breathe, and Ryou raised an eyebrow. "So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel." Ryou looked back at Bakura.
"That's it." He panted. "No more MTV for you." Bakura smirked, and thrust into Ryou. "Ahhh!"
"Quiet, you." Bakura grumbled, then, he smirked. Tracing circles on Ryou's back with one hand, his other hand slithered over the bed, drawing Ryou's bathrobe belt to him. He pulled Ryou up into his chest, and smirked. Ryou yelped, when Bakura seized his wrist, binding them behind his back with the belt. While Ryou struggled against the bonds, he picked up the belt from his own robe. He smirked, and tied a knot in the middle, an Ryou yelped again, when Bakura used the belt to gag him, putting the knot in Ryou's mouth.
"Be careful when you start something with me, watashi no hato chiisai." Bakura murmured into Ryou's ear, before nipping it lightly. Ryou gave one last tug at the cords, and sank against Bakura's chest in defeat. Bakura smirked, and Ryou squealed into the gag when Bakura shoved him forwards onto his face, and began thrusting into him, holding his hips up. Ryou shifted, supporting his weight onto his knees and shoulder, as opposed to his nose. He closed his eyes, and moaned at the shivers running through his body.
"Oohhh, Raaaaa.." Bakura groaned, pulling Ryou's hips into his thrusts. "You're so damn tight, Ryou. Oh, Ra!" Bakura's thrusts grew harder and faster, and the sensations combined with Ryou's pleasured moans, and the sight of his squirming light, bound and gagged, was too much, and with a strangled cry, he came into Ryou. He waited a moment, before he pulled out, making Ryou whimper.
/Damn it, Bakura!/ Ryou gasped. /Ohhh, God So close../ Bakura smirked as he began to lick the fresh trails of blood, making Ryou whimper. He finished, then pushed Ryou onto his back, and slid between his legs, taking Ryou's throbbing sex into his mouth. Ryou squealed again, bucking his hips up. Bakura smirked, and forced Ryou's hips into the bed, and toyed at the flesh, sucking and nipping and licking, making Ryou writhe and squirm. Ryou screamed into the gag as he released into Bakura's mouth, then went limp, resting. Bakura grinned.
"Don't go to sleep on me now, Ryou." He said. "I'm not done with you yet. Oh, no, not by a long shot." Ryou's eyes flew open, and he stared at Bakura.
/You must be joking!/ Ryou cried, through their link. /I'm exhausted!/
"That's fine. I'll do all the work." Bakura said, positioning himself between Ryou's legs. "Round what? Three? Four? Ah, Anubis take it, cause I'm taking you!" Bakura said, and thrust into Ryou again.
Ryou gave an exhausted moan as he climaxed into Bakura, who was straddling him. Bakura slumped forwards onto Ryou, panting in his ear.
"Christ, Bakura." Ryou moaned. Bakura grunted, and rolled off of Ryou, pulling him into his chest. "I'm gonna be so sore tomorrow. I'm about ready to pass out." Bakura chuckled.
"I'm not surprised. We've been at it for nearly three hours."
"Nani?!?"
"Let's see, how many orgasms have we had?"
"Hunh. I don't count, unlike some weirdoes." Ryou mumbled, into his dark's chest. Bakura grinned.
"Eight for you, I think, and nine for me."
"Weirdo."
"I love you too, Ryou."
"Fucking psycho."
"That's twice tonight!"
"Nani?"
"that you've said that word!"
"What word?"
"Fuck!"
"Oh." Ryou mumbled, annoyed, and closed his eyes.
"C'mon, Ryou."
"Nani?"
"You liked it. Admit it." Ryou looked up at Bakura.
"All right. I did. But we can't do this all the time. I don't think I'll be able to get up tomorrow." Bakura chuckled, and pressed his lips against Ryou's in a chaste kiss.
"I'm sure you can forgive me."
"Hmph. We'll see." Ryou said, closing his eyes again, and cuddling closer to Bakura. "Ashiteru, Koibito."
"Ashiteru mo, watashi no hikari kicho." Bakura whispered, holding Ryou close. He looked around, and concentrated. The Millennium Ring on the bedside table glowed briefly, and the candles around the room were extinguished. Bakura smiled into the pitch back room, nestled down with Ryou, and closed his eyes.
"Bakura?"
"Hai?"
"What was that song, you sang to me, in your soul room?"
"Angel of my Heart?"
"Hai."
"What bout it?"
"Sing it again?" Ryou asked, his voice slurred slightly in exhaustion. Bakura smiled, and kissed Ryou's cheek, holing him close.
"Angel of my heartbreathe a song to meby my sidebeat in harmony
you dreamare everything to meI will hold you closeall eternity
you and I are onewill never let us part'll hold you close foreverangel of my heart."
That was my favorite Lemon. The fic is almost over, people! Thanks for stickin by me! As soon as it's done, I'll start posting the sequel, Millennium Balance. It has two origional characters, but I don't focus on them. I know a lot of people don't like original characters, but give them a chance. It was the only way I could make the whole thing work out. But for now, on to chapter 13!
Chapter: Final Clash