Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Royalty ❯ Royalty Ch. 18 ( Chapter 18 )

Author: Well I'm glad to hear that I still have most of your support! I really really love you guys! *big group hug* I accept that not everyone liked the twist in plot despite the fact I had planned it all along ><…but hey…not everyone likes such drastic turns…but I still continue…I have two days left! C'mon!!! Must…write…A LOT!!!

Ryou: Weee!!! I get to talk again!!! Wow! I bet people reviewed because I asked! *puts on cute face*

Bakura: It's cause I'm hot…

Ryou: You didn't even ask them!

Bakura: I did it through subliminal messaging!

Ryou: Riiiiiiiight… ><;;;

Author: Anyhow! I'm just glad that people want me to continue! I'm losing inspiration cause school is destroying my brain and I'm losing my train of thought as I write a lot now…but I'll try my absolute hardest to please you all! Anyways, on with the story!!!

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Yami trudged down the halls, distracted by the thoughts of his pale haired lover, guilt gripping him as he remembered the shattered look on the boy's face when he ran from the room.

Oh Ryou...I didn't mean it...I really didn't.... Ryou hadn't went to seen him since, and it was tearing up his heart. He didn't blame him, he was probably scared...and he didn't know if he should visit the teen or not. But it has been over nine suns...and he was growing worried.

He walked past Ryou's bed chamber's doors, walking on for a bit before sighing and turning back, putting his pride aside. It's time to apologize... He knocked, and received no answer, "Ryou?" He opened the doors peering inside. The room was dark, the covers made and untouched.

Strange...the sun went down a long time ago... he examined the place, feeling the bed covers. They were cold, as if they haven't been touched over a period of time. "Where is he?" he said to himself. Strange indeed...it was weird enough that Seto had been late to the Council meetings for some time...and his contributions are growing scarcer. Even Jounouchi wasn't in his chambers when he looked for him. "What is the world coming to...?"

He left the room, deciding to look for Malik and Marik whose chamber was nearby.

When he knocked he heard a groan, "Enter."

Malik was sitting on the bed, a bit ruffled when the Pharaoh entered, "Yami! What are you...?"

"I needed someone to talk to... is that..." his unfinished question was answered when there was a grunt and a wild white haired head stuck from out of the covers, "Ryou?"

"No you ass..." Yami was shocked when Bakura emerged, moaning and rubbing his head. "Miss me?"

"How in the name for Ra..." the teen gaped, "how did you..."

"Escape? Heh...I was told you were going to release me..."

"I was, but-"

"Well it took a little too long," the white haired teen pointed to the ground, "I found a way out myself...the bastard High Priest gave me a hand."

It was only then Yami noticed the broken vase and blood stains upon the ground, "What happened here? Where is Marik? Have you seen Jounouchi? Where's Ryou?"

He was greeted by silence. The tri-coloured haired young man went to light some lamps in the room. He saw Bakura's head bowed and Malik wringing his hands. "What happened?" he said softly, dreading the worst.

"Seto...he killed Marik and Jounouchi..." the Egyptian whispered softly, "they are dead Yami...they are dead."

There was a choked up gasp as Yami almost knocked over an oil lamp. He spun, eyes wide, "They are...what?"

"Dead, Pharaoh..." Bakura whispered in echo, "My Marik...my...my..." the boy buried his face into his hands.

"Jounouchi..." his lifelong friend...They were finally reunited again after five separate years...and now he's gone again...for life. Marik...the beautiful wild Egyptian who accepted him for who he was and not just as Pharaoh...in a flash people who meant most to him were taken away. Losing balance he sat upon the bed. "Why..."

"It was my fault!" Malik suddenly wailed, "If only I never snuck out all those times to meet Jounouchi! If only I had defended myself instead of relying on Marik to sacrifice himself for me all the time! If only..." he trailed off, beginning to cry.

Bakura wrapped his arms around the younger teen, holding the last Ishtar brother, "You did all you could Malik...don't you blame yourself...even sometimes you have to worry for yourself more than others..."

"But..."

"No one could have changed their fates. Seto is a cruel bastard and may have found another way to cause you pain. Even if you sacrificed yourself for Marik...I don't think he would have wanted you to die either..."

"But..." Malik whimpered, "I don't want him dead! I don't want Jounouchi dead!"

"Nor do I...but it was never your fault...please believe me..."

The tanned boy shook his blonde head, burying his face into Bakura's chest, sniffing.

Yami's heart broke seeing the pained look on Bakura's face, finally understanding the pain of he and his lover being separated. Bakura...I'm sorry... he thought, I should have never locked you away to begin with...I kept you away from him...and now he is kept away from you for eternity...

Finding his voice he spoke, "You said something about Seto," he placed a hand on Malik's shoulder, "Tell me what happened."

The boy turned his head, still leaning on Bakura's malnourished body for comfort, "S-Seto c-called me...I-I went to the Grand Hall where h-he wanted to meet me…h-h-he said that he had a final lesson for he," he hiccupped, "he w-wanted to show me the consequences of b-betrayal..." he shook his head, trying to gain strength to go on, "He beheaded Marik...a-and...Jounouchi..." with the end of his story he immediately turned to hide his tears once again.

Yami was horrified, Seto...he will die for this... "No one is allowed to give the word to execute anyone but me..." he growled, "the sick man, he will be executed for this for certain!"

Bakura looked slightly amused, "You can sentence one of the Council to death?"

"I can sentence ANYONE to death," the Pharaoh snapped, "Council members can be replaced...NO ONE has the right to kill someone without my say, ESPECIALLY when there was no criminal reason!"

The wild haired teen had to admire the Pharaoh for his sense of judgment...at least he valued life...

"W-what will happen to me?" Malik whimpered.

"You will be free..."

"But where will I go? I have no family and the world is so large...I don't want to be alone," the Egyptian looked almost scared of his fate.

"I will look after you Malik," Bakura said very softly, as if scared of rejection, "if you will allow me to..." he turned to the Pharaoh, "If he's freed I'm going with him whether you like or not...he needs someone...and now that his brother's gone...I HAVE to take care of him...I want to..."

Yami nodded, "I won't stop you."

Since a consensus has been reached the tri-coloured haired teen approached with a new question, "I came to ask originally...have you seen Ryou? I upset him almost ten suns ago...and I really feel that it's time that I apologized. I love him...I don't want him upset with me...or hurt..."

"That's new," Bakura said sarcastically, earning himself a glare from the Pharaoh.

"I'll pretend I did not hear that comment," the young man said steadily before continuing, "I know these last few days have been confusing and painful...but...if you can be so kind...do you know where he is?"

"No...I don't...at about the same time I believe, Seto separated Marik and I...I didn't get to tell you...Bakura...Seto got rid of Marik ten nights ago, because he refused to say that he was his whore and that he loved him. I said it to spare Marik...because Seto was beating him to punish me...but Marik refused, he was saying how he loved you only, he even cursed at him. When I spoke to him the next day before he was taken from the palace he said that he was sorry for betraying you, and how he will not lie anymore...that he loves only you..."

When the tanned boy looked up Bakura's face was stained with tears, "That fool...so loud..." he sniffed, "I love him so much..."

Malik nodded gently, shifting his arms around the pale, thin body, sharing their sense of security, "But after that night, I never left my room..."

"I see..." Yami grew worried, "he wasn't in his chambers...In fact, he looks like he hasn't been in there since two nights ago...he's not allowed to be out after sundown, and I haven't spotted him once in the palace nor has the other servants that I asked..."

"He hasn't tried to come and see me...I would have heard him knock," the young Ishtar added, worry lines creasing upon his features as well, "that is not like him...but what can we do?"

"We can only wait...let's give it one more day, I will inform everyone in the palace to look out for Ryou. They should know him because of his white hair and pale features...but Bakura, I suggest you remain hidden in the safety of this room."

"I don't need someone to tell me that."

Yami sighed, "As haughty as ever...but I'm glad you understand... now we can only wait before we confirm if he is really missing..."

Please Ryou…be alright…

Ryou arched his back, his body slick in sweat, trembling from pleasure, "Don't do this to me…please…stop…" he whimpered, "I don't want this! Stop!"

Seto was smirking at his handiwork. The pale boy was cuffed by his wrists to the wall and by his ankles, spread wide apart. For the past hours he had been amusing himself by pleasuring the other teen with against his will, loving the way the boy's body betrayed him. "Such a beautiful child…it's a good thing that your talents are put to good use…" He bent over to lick cum off Ryou's stomach and groin, using slow deliberate attempts to please the boy further.

"Don't…" Ryou gasped as shivers of bliss spread through his body, reawakening his erection for what seemed like the tenth time, "Oh Isis! Please don't!"

"I love your futile begging…it's such a wondrous sound…your tears…your pathetic pleas…" the High Priest sadistically grinned at Ryou's tear streaked face, licking the salty droplets off before moving his hand down to gently stroke the boy's velvet sacs.

Ryou lifted his head in elation, his mouth open in a pant as the older man began to pump him, "No…don't…not again…" his body was exhausted from the many times he was forced sexually active…yet it continued coming…and his body begged for rest, but at the same time would respond to the caressing. It was torturous. The strokes became more rapid and his breathing became laboured, and his mind felt as if it was going to explode, "STOP!" Tears coursed down his cheeks, knowing that his body was suffering; desperately needing rest…one cannot go for almost a whole day being tormented sexually to such an extent without subjecting to a weakened state, especially him… He gave a cry as he released into the High Priest's hand, his body slumping forward on his restraints in fatigue, his whole body convulsing, his limbs shaking, unable to remain stable any longer.

Seto licked the white liquid off his hand, "Dew sweet…" he complimented lightly, smiling to himself as he looked at Ryou's bowed head, his long silvery hair hanging to shield his face, his slender body slick with perspiration. "I'm am overjoyed to have found you that one evening…fate was on my side…" he walked away, "but the sun is long down…and I need my rest…" he smirked, "and so do you…there's so much more we can do…"

He taunted Ryou by getting slowly into his large bed, watching the boy squirm in his bonds, longing for such a luxurious place to rest as well, "I will see you in the morn, my whore…"

Ryou sobbed softly to himself, his wrists tense and sore from holding up his whole weight. He struggled into a standing position again and shifted his weight to his feet, realizing how difficult it was to stand and relax when his legs were spread to such an extent.

He cried throughout the night; who knew that such a thing that is known as a pleasurable experience, can actually be used in such a way that it was more painful than the torture of the underworld…

Yami…please forgive me…I'm sorry…I'm sorry…I didn't mean to enjoy another man's touch…I didn't mean it… I am just a worthless whore…I love you…I'm sorry…I'm sorry…

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Author: There! I got another chapter done!!! Gah! I never realized how much stuff I have to put in the middle to my plot! That's why I'm moving so slowly! *Bangs head on wall* unless I write a humongo chapter or something!

Ryou: I still say I'm cuter!

Bakura: But I'm hotter!

Ryou: I can't agree to that right now cause I'm apparently in love with Yami for this fic…

Bakura: *growls* so in other words…you're saying I'm hot!

Ryou: You ARE my yami…

Author: Whatever that means…yea…so I'll attempt to get two chapters in tomorrow or something…I love you all so much *group hug again* Please Review!