Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Opal ❯ Love ( Chapter 10 )

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

 

Nauseous and weak in the knees, Ryou sat heavily in one of the control chairs and started up his ship, readying it for the journey back to the Morhir. The images of what he had just done were fresh in his mind, just as Nibori's heart was still freshly wrapped in the discarded garbage bag in his hands.

 

Ryou couldn't believe that he had successfully completed his first mission. His friends had been right in believing in his skills, and now he understood what Bakura meant when he had said Ryou was a born thief. He had been able to sneak into the hotel overlooked, murder Nibori unheard, and carry the body away without a single word from anyone present, all with only two days worth of training.

 

He knew that after returning with the evidence of his accomplishment, even the most stubborn Kaitsune would have to acknowledge that Ryou was an essential player in the continuous war they waged against humanity, even if he happened to be from the enemy lines.

 

The boy jerked in his seat as he felt vibrations tear through the ship as it exited Mar's atmosphere, the movements shifting and shaking the equipment on his ship. Holding his package tightly to his chest, he rode out the tremors and only when the booming of the sound waves and the movement under his feet halted did he stand and go back into the kitchen quarters to place the covered heart in the freezer.

 

Opening the door and squinting at the burst of cold air that flowed into his face, he set the bag gently near the far corner of the compartment, making sure it was situated and would not be jostled during the trip, before he closed and latched the door. The freezer may have been a crude way to keep the organ fresh until he reached the Kaitsune's ship, but it would just have to do, seeing as how Ryou had nowhere better to put it.

 

Ryou was on his way back to the control chair when he passed the bedroom chambers. He halted and glanced inside, wondering if he would be able to catch a bit of sleep while heading back to the Kaitsunes.

 

He tapped his chin in thought. “Well, I guess it couldn't hurt. I already set the ship to autopilot, so it should be alright on its own. It'll be slower going than before, but I'm in no hurry, not anymore.” He stepped into the dark room and over to the hammock like bed, glancing at its underside. Would he be able to scramble into it on his own? He'd always had Bakura to lift him into the one back on the Morhir. Shrugging, he decided he could at the very least try.

 

Toeing off his shoes and leaving them haphazardly strewn on the floor, he bent his knees and sprung into the air, flinging his arms up and grabbing wildly for the edge of the netting. His first attempt ended in failure, with his fingers just barely skimming his target.

 

Landing on his feet with a thump, he swung his arms back and crouched down, ready to try again. This time, he had been able to catch one of the gaps in the material with his index and middle fingers. Quickly, he snagged another portion in his other hand, tightened his grip and kicked his legs, heaving himself up and into the bed with a grunt.

 

Crawling awkwardly along till he reached the head of the bed, he rolled over onto his back, getting comfortable. Breathing deeply and trying to relax his frazzled nerves, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

 

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Yami yawned, laying his arm around the back of the viewing room's sofa as his eyes tracked Bakura's incessant pacing. He, Yugi, Malik, and Marik had all been keeping the white haired Kaitsune company while they awaited Ryou's return and all four of them kept meeting each other's gaze and silently agreeing that Bakura was being far too obvious in his worry. It was almost to the point of being pathetic, but none of them wanted to point this out to their friend for fear of being mauled.

 

Yugi scooted closer to his mate's side, encircling Yami's tail with his own. The taller Kaitsune smiled down at him and pulled him close. “I hope Ryou gets back soon. Bakura's going to wear a hole in the floor at this rate.”

 

Yugi chuckled. “You're right about that. I wish those two would just realize they were interested in each other. Of course, I'm not really sure how the council would react if they found out Bakura was interested in a human.” He frowned and nuzzled into Yami's neck. “You don't think they'd do anything to Ryou, do you?”

 

Yami gave him a quick kiss to the forehead. “I'm not really sure, Yugi. All I can say is it would be a good idea for Bakura to wait until Ryou has proven himself to the council and the rest of our race before he goes any further.”

 

“If Ryou comes back from his mission successful, do you think that would be enough to appease the council?”

 

“I hope so, for all our sanity's sake.” Yami leaned into the soft cushions, bringing Yugi into his lap and holding him tightly. The two tri-color haired Kaitsunes rested peacefully, ignoring Bakura's mutters from across the room.

 

Malik and Marik, on the other hand, were having a hard time keeping their attention on anything but their fellow Kaitsune. Bakura was beginning to get on both their nerves and his behavior was completely outrageous, even for him. Marik was to the point of grinding his teeth while Malik, who was pressed close to his mate's side, continuously twitched.

 

The older blonde pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation. “If this idiot doesn't stop walking in circles I'll have to do something drastic.”

 

Malik, wishing to calm his lover down, drew Marik's hand away from his face and wrapped his arms around the other's large bicep, rubbing his cheek against it gently and purring deep in his throat. Yes, he thought Bakura needed a good thrashing, but he didn't think Marik was the right one to do it. All it would cause is a huge uproar, leaving him with a bloodied and bruised mate later that night. He'd rather have Marik whole and healthy then hurt and moody.

 

At Malik's touch, the taller blonde unwound slowly. `Bah, forget Bakura. Let him work himself into a fit for all I care.' Marik gave the white haired Kaitsune one final glare, then turned his attention to his mate, running a clawed finger down Malik's cheek.

 

The five Kaitsunes were interrupted when a sixth stepped into the room, catching everyone but Bakura's interest. She was very beautiful, with long blonde hair, deep violet eyes, and indigo scales covering every inch of her tail and feet. When she spoke she had a commanding voice which demanded everyone within the vicinity to shut up and listen to whatever it is she had to say.

 

“Hey, you all need to go visit the port. A ship just came in and I'm pretty sure it's someone you've been waiting to see.”

 

Bakura's head snapped up at her words, his body instantly going rigid. “R-The Human?” he caught himself. “The human is here, Mai?”

 

“Yes, the human. Go collect the little pest, his ship is taking up port space.” Mai flicked a bothersome piece of hair from her face and placed a hand on her hip.

 

Bakura raced past her and out into the hall, heading toward the Morhir's port and Ryou. He had been hoping to hear news of the younger boy for what felt like ages and now that he knew his human was back nothing would stand in his way of reaching him.

 

He could hear the other's skidding and yelling behind him, but he didn't care what they had to say and he refused to slow his pace. They'd catch up eventually.

 

Pushing his way through the crowds, he finally reached the small oval ship Ryou had used to travel to Mars and (hopefully) complete his mission. Wondering why the human wasn't outside to greet him, Bakura pounded in the key code and squeezed through the door before it had a chance to fully open.

 

A few quick strides and he was in the control room. His eyes scanned the area quickly for signs of Ryou. Not finding any, he went into the back hallway, moving from room to room before finally coming upon the bedroom. Bakura caught sight of the occupant inside and rushed to the bed in the corner.

 

Ryou's scent, which was a few hours old throughout the rest of the ship, was strong and fresh in here. It, along with the human's presence, calmed the Kaitsune considerably.

 

Taking hold of one of the netting's sides, Bakura pulled himself up and into the bed. He crawled over Ryou until they were face to face and leaned down, staring intently at the other's passive face.

 

He seemed alright, his breathing deep and steady. Bakura still couldn't help but be concerned, seeing as how Ryou had been forced to become a murderer on his first assignment. The boy may appear fine physically, but mentally and emotionally, that might be another story.

 

“Ryou?” he whispered, running a claw along the gentle pulse at the boy's throat. “Little one?” Ryou shifted slightly, unknowingly offering more of his neck to the Kaitsune.

 

Bakura took in a breath, eyes raking over the expanse of the pale, supple skin. Unable to control himself, he unconsciously licked his lips and bent his head forward, hesitantly nuzzling the soft flesh.

 

Ryou stirred at the touch and his eyes fluttered open. He blinked groggily at the ceiling and the strands of white hair in his face. Then the feeling of something rubbing against his throat registered in his mind, causing him to stiffen and scramble away from whatever it was.

 

Bakura raised his head at the sudden movement, his crimson eyes meeting Ryou's own chocolate brown. He could feel his cheeks heating and noticed a blush spread across the boy's cheeks as well.

 

“Uh, B-Bakura. What are you, uh, doing in my bed?” Ryou stuttered, trying to look anywhere but at the other man's face.

 

The white haired Kaitsune coughed into his hand and sat up, his knees on either side of Ryou's thighs. “I was worried when you weren't waiting for me outside of the ship. I came in to see if you were alright.”

 

Ryou pulled his legs out from under Bakura and brought them to his chest shyly. “Oh. Well, I'm okay. Can we…go back to your room now?” the Kaitsune jerked and his eyes shot to Ryou's face, a look of surprise on his face.

 

Realizing how that may have sounded (especially in their position), Ryou saved himself. “I'm still a little tired from the trip and my bed on the Morhir is more comfortable than this one.”

 

“Ah.” Bakura turned his head, embarrassed that he had reacted in such a way. He should have realized Ryou didn't mean…whatever he had thought the boy meant.

 

Jumping back to the floor, he held his arms up, silently telling Ryou to come to him. The boy obeyed, hopping from the netting and into Bakura's awaiting arms, giving out a small “Oomph!” as he hit the other's strong chest.

 

Giving Ryou a moment to put on his shoes, Bakura picked him up and proceeded to carry the boy outside, but not before stopping in the kitchen to retrieve Nibori's heart from the freezer and then in the control room to grab the bag of tools.

 

With heart and bag in hand, they met the other four outside along with a slew of curious onlookers wanting to see if the human had failed.

 

“Ryou!” Malik yelled happily, running up to see them as they walked through the doors. “How are you? Did everything go well?”

 

Ryou nodded and smiled tiredly at his friends, giving the bundled heart in his arms a halfhearted shake. “Yes, I completed my mission.”

 

Yami stepped forward. “In that case, you need to go to the council room. They wish to speak with you.”

 

Bakura growled. “I haven't heard anything about the council wanting a meeting with Ryou.”

 

“That's because you were in such a hurry to get here and see your human that you left before Mai could tell us. We were trying to tell you as you ran, but you didn't listen.” Marik said, chuckling.

 

“Oh, shut up, Marik.” Bakura bared his fangs at the other. He lingered near the ship, giving Ryou time to hand the bag of tools to Yugi, before getting a better grip on the human and starting the trek down to the council chambers. He hoped this wouldn't take too long, he wanted Ryou to himself.

 

The two were subdued during the ride in the elevators, the only sound being Bakura's nails against the floor as they made their way through the halls. The Kaitsune could tell Ryou was frightened, his body shaking slightly. Bakura held him close, offering what little comfort he dared.

 

After what felt like hours to Ryou, they found themselves standing in front of the council chamber's doors. Ryou was placed on his feet and he listened as Bakura typed in a key code, following the other into the room a moment later.

 

The council was already present, each of the seven Kaitsunes seated behind their tall bench at the front of the chamber. Their faces were in shadow, making them just as mysterious as the first time Ryou had stood before them.

 

“Human,” the head council member spoke, his deep voice echoing off the walls and bringing silence to the few Kaitsunes around him. “It has been your mission, handed down to you by this council, to kill Umo Nibori and retrieve any data the man may have owned which told the location of one of our bases. Have you completed this mission?”

 

Ryou bowed his head respectfully. “Yes, head council.” He held out the garbage bag containing Nibori's heart. “I have brought back the heart of my victim as proof of my success. Also, upon a search of the man's possessions, I was unable to find any saved documentation of the Kaitsune base's coordinates.”

 

Ryou cringed. He hadn't done a very thorough search of Nibori's hotel quarters, merely giving it a quick glance. Though, knowing Nibori, he probably didn't have any of the information saved. He wouldn't want anyone else to stumble upon it and be able to take credit for his findings. Ryou hoped he was right in thinking this.

 

A guard came up to Ryou and snatched the bag from his hands, bringing it over to the council to be inspected. The seven passed the heart around to one another, murmuring.

 

The head councilman ended the conversation, getting to his feet. “We will need to test the DNA of this organ to be sure it is from the correct target. Until then, you may remain in Bakura's custody. If we find that this is in fact the heart of Umo Nibori, you will be kept alive and taken with us to our home planet. We will be able to use a thief such as yourself in the future.”

 

Bowing again, Ryou hid his glee. He was going to the Kaitsune's home planet! What an amazing opportunity! He was sure to be the only human ever allowed to do such a thing. He was sure to learn many things during his stay. Straightening, he cast Bakura a beautiful smile, delighted when it was returned.

 

The two left after being dismissed, Ryou practically skipping and Bakura keeping his grin to an acceptable size. They rode the elevators back up to the first level, meeting their friends halfway back to Bakura's room.

 

“How was it?” Yugi asked, his eyes filled with worry.

 

Ryou beamed at him. “It went great! The council said if the heart was shown to be Nibori's, they'd let me stay with Bakura and go back with you all to your home planet!”

 

Malik and Yugi cheered, hugging Ryou tightly, almost crushing the boy between them. Yami and Marik laughed at the scene, standing at Bakura's sides. They weren't going to show their friend as much affection as their mate's were currently showing Ryou, but still wanted him to know they were happy for him.

 

“Alright, guys, that's enough.” Bakura chuckled, pulling Ryou away from the two giddy Kaitsunes. “The boy's tired and wants to go back to our room.” The others gave each other knowing looks at the slip up, waving Bakura and his human off.

 

“Go ahead and rest up, you two. We'll see you later.” Marik called, eyes trained on the two white-haired boy's backs.

 

Smirking, the four went back to their own rooms, thankful all had gone well.

 

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