Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Light dancing with Darkness ❯ Rival affairs ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: This story was written by a fan only for the enjoyment of other fans, without any monetary compensation. Yu-Gi-Oh and its characters are registered trademarks of Bandai Entertainment Inc. and Sotsu Agency. All rights reserved.

About the Story. Two Kingdoms at constant war and they are not stopping until the other has backed down or on their knees. Not even fate predicted that Hate turns into Love.

Author: Ruby_Phoenix

Rating: NC-17 for violence and sexual content in later chapters.

Warnings: Yaoi (male/male) relationships. If this kind of stuff doesn't agree with you, please don't read. A whole tree of limes and lemons coming in later chapters, they will be more or less graphic, so again don't read if you can't handle the juice! ^_^

Parings: Yami/Yugi Seto/Jou Bakura/Ryou



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Ryou leaned against a marble pillar, watching the dancers on the dance floor. His large chocolate brown eyes swept over the many decorative masks that bobbed on people's faces.


He was mentally and physically drained. Every talisman and every protection spell has cast had drained a little bit of his powers, making him feel weak and vulnerable. No matter what, he could not shake off the feeling of something bad is going to happen that accompanied the vulnerability.


Fingering the high collar of his light blue robes, he became agitated. He really hated to dress up like a mage, all the gold bracelets and necklaces.they always weigh him down. His robes were tight at his waist by a dark blue cord. He held a staff that was made of gold and silver that entwined with each other, he clutched it his right side.


A big gap in the crowed caught his gaze. He saw Yugi and Jou being towered by Yami and his first commander, Seto Kaiba.


A wave of nervousness hit him and he was about to intercept them when something or someone rather, caught his eye.


It was a figure, perhaps standing a few meters away, in the throws of the pillar's shadow. He wasn't even acknowledged by the people around him, like he was only visible to Ryou. He wore all black, a startling contrast to his almost white hair. The black robes were also pulled tightly around his narrow waist, the material pooling around his muscular legs.

Slowly his head tilted upwards, staring straight at Ryou with such intensity that Ryou became breathless.


He swallowed hard, feeling a bone-deep chill. He had never felt a gaze like that before in his life. It was like he could see right through him, piercing his soul.


Time seemed to stand still.

Ryou blinked, and the mysterious figure was gone, vanished into thin air. For several moments Ryou stood frozen to the spot, staring dumbfounded at the spot where the man had been standing. Shaking his head in confusion, he whirled around, searching the crowed for him, any traces that showed his exit. But there was no sign. He was well and truly gone.


"What the hell?" he muttered to himself "Who was that?" Those deep brown eyes were forever imprinted on his mind.

He shivered.

A slight breeze blew over Ryou as if the wind itself was calling to him, beckoning him to go outside in the gardens. Sliding out of the balcony doors, he inhaled a deep breath of fresh air and his eyes flickered to a fleeting shadow. He followed it, ignoring his conscious and rational thought.


The black sky was kissed by thousands of shining stars and a full moon. The slithers of moonlight that wasn't held back by branches from the surrounding trees highlighted the lithe figure leaning against a tree trunk. His head was tilted to the side and he watched Ryou's every move, the corner of his full lips pulled up in a seductive smirk.


He was stunning, the most beautiful being he had ever had the pleasure of setting his eyes on.


"I have the distinct feeling, that you are following me" the deep husky voice floated on air.


"And i also have a distinct feeling, you wanted me to follow you. Why?" His smirk grew bigger and he pushed himself off the tree to stand straight, now ahead taller then Ryou, but Ryou wasn't easily intimidated.


"I'll give you top marks for courage," the figure murmured and in one swift motion, Ryou was pinned to the tree by the black-clad figure, pressing against his back roughly, immobling the use of his arms. His staff was thrown out of his reach.


"What is your name pretty one?" the figure breathed, his mouth was like a feather like touch to his ear, sending tremors through Ryou's body.


"R-Ryou" he whispered as he felt the figure's hot breath against his neck.


"A beautiful name. My name is Bakura" Ryou couldn't help but gasp. //Bakura.of course! How could I have been so stupid?!?!// Ryou growled, struggling in the hands of Bakura who seemed amused by his actions.


"This was just to entice me out of the hall, so there was no one to protect Yugi"


"You catch on quick" a sense of shame washed over Ryou as he realized that he had let Yugi down.


"Stop struggling, your only making it worst on yourself" Bakura growled, tightening his hold on the mage until Ryou whimpered.

"I'll never stop struggling, I choose to fight" and just like a rise of anger, Ryou's magic/Ki exploded, sending Bakura on his back with a grunt of pain.


Ryou turned round, hand outstretched to the side and his staff flew to his hand.


Bakura stood, brushing dust and dirt off of his robes as he did so. His smirk was replaced by an amused smile.


"You're going to regret that little move"

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Yugi remained silent, staring up into crimson eyes that held him to the spot.


"Prince Yugi" he said, bowing his head, his voice was warm and husky, sending tremors through his body.


"Yugi, Jounachi, this is my first commander, Seto Kaiba" the boy next to him nodded in greeting, his intense cobalt blue eyes were fixated on Jou's golden ones. A challenge was left unspoken between them, which started to worry Yugi.


"Yami, I see you've just arrived" a rather sultry voice was heard behind Yugi.


Pegasus stood, in all his smirking glory, wearing a red carnal uniform.


"King Pegasus, I did not see you arrive" Yugi smiled, bowing. The group, except Pegasus, missed the fleeting look of white-hot rage that passed over the Dark Prince.


"Pegasus, I see your choice of clothing is ever so appropriate. He was an important man, Corneal Waters, new? He liked the power his position and others that gave him didn't he?" the question was put with a mild smirk but the gaze was hardly warm.


"Yami" Pegasus replied. "Since you just arrived, I guess you were entertaining some of your guests in a more...intimate celebration" (A/N: meow! Put your claws away boys! ^^)


Ignoring the obvious implications behind those not-so-innocent words, Yami smiled down at Yugi who was looking very uncomfortable with the way the conversation was heading. Yami took Yugi's soft, delicate hand in his more callous ones and pulled him gently against him so they were so close together.


"I love to dance," he stated and without waiting for a response, he whirled them away to join the mass.


Yugi was so close to Yami on the dance floor before he could even think of anything to say. "You are impertinent, Prince. Is it not polite to ask someone weather they want to dance or not. It is custom in the Light Realm."


"But my dear" Yami said with mock-shock. "Surely you are under my charming spell yet? I tend to abandon politeness and custom and tend to rely on my nerve and wit"

"Well, you have considerable nerve" he replied but Yugi's lips were curving into a smile and Yami responded in a low laugh.


"I have never seen you before"


"How do you know? I could have been some one at one of your own balls and you have failed to notice me"


"Oh no" he said softly and Yugi shivered at his serious, intense gaze. "If I had set my eyes on you, I would not have let you out of my sight"


"You are very bold"


"And you are very beautiful" Yami's words brought a slight pink blush to touch Yugi's hot cheeks. //A true virgin indeed.//


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Ryou was loosing. A humiliating defeat.


Leaning heavily against his staff, he tried to catch his breath as he watched with blurry vision as Bakura just laughed and advanced on him. A meek cry was heard as Ryou pushed away from his staff and tried to draw enough energy for a fire spell but he was too slow. Bakura grabbed the Staff from Ryou's trembling hands and pressed Ryou back against the tree.


Bakura's strength, tore at Ryou's robe which exposed his neck and he felt feather- like touches of hot lips that ghosted down his neck and a tongue darted out to flick at the pale, ivory skin.


Ryou emitted a pained whimper as Bakura's sharp petruding canines found his artery and broke the skin, sensually lapping at his prize. Pain gave way to pleasure and shuddered in Bakura's hold. It seems that Ryou lost his hold on consciousness and before he fell into the darkness he sent a telepathic plea to both, Yugi and Jou


((Get out while you still can.))

TBC.
Couldn't help my self!!! Another evil cliffhanger. @.@ me EVIL!!! MWA HA HA HA HA HA
Akuma: .scary.

Phoenix: sorry I took so long in getting this one out, being my normal hyperactive self, I started writing a bunch of different fanfics at the same time, which are all tucked neatly in my notebook at the moment but will be coming out in a short space of time. Let's see, there's another Yu- Gi-Oh! One. a digimon one and...oh yeah maybe a card captor sakura one, but I don't know weather I like it.

Akuma: okay, okay, they have heard enough.

Phoenix: rolls eyes, all right. stress. :: wanders away, to find the notebook::