Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Second Chances ❯ The Love ( Chapter 8 )

Disclaimer: Waah!! I don't own YuGiOh!!

AR: *sulks* I hate school....

Diane: *pats AR's back* It's ok, Angel-chan

AR: They made us wait outside in the cold for half an hour, and it was all becuz the smoke detector was malfuntioning and started beeping!!!! Grr, even a tiny piece of paper burning would of been good...

Diane: ^^;; You want your school to burn down to ashes?

AR: YES!!! CURSE THE SCHOOL FOR ALL I CARE, AND LET THE TEACHERS BURN INSIDE TOO!!!!!!!! Except for Mr. Smith, my Social Studies teacher. He's very funny, so he lives. Plus, he likes to hunt deer and such...I wonder if I can borrow his gun? ^_^

Diane: *sighs* Oh the thoughts of a sadistic young mind, aren't they wonderful?

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Ryou woke up to the feeling of something warm and wet entering in his ear, followed by a sharp nip at his earlobe. He moaned as the sensual act continued, whimpering slightly as the actions stopped. He then heard someone chuckle and kiss him on the cheek.

"Wake up, Ryou, it's already ten o'clock."

"What?!" He sat up and was about to throw the blankets off when Bakura's hand reach out and grasped his wrist firmly.

"Relax, Ryou, remember, we're in Grim and Reaper's castle. There's no need to rush around here, since we have nothing to do." Bakura let go of his hikari and watched as he got out of bed and start to dress in the clothes that the girls gave them.

"Where are those girls anyway, Bakura?"

"Well, Reaper's in her room because she's off-duty until tomorrow, so Grim's out doing, um, whatever she does in the daytime."

Ryou left the first two button holes of his light blue shirt undone, and the ends were untucked from his pants. Bakura managed to steal a kiss from his before they walked downstairs for breakfast, which Reaper was busy making in the kitchen.

"Hello," she said absentmindedly. "Would you like your pancakes with anything?"

"Would you like help, Reaper?" Ryou asked politely. She shook her head, then handed him two plates stacked with their breakfast.

"Ryou, me and Grim have been on our own for a while, so we know how to take care of ourselves. But it is sweet of you to offer."

She kissed him lightly on the cheek, causing him to blush a little. Bakura looked a little bit annoyed at the unexpected emotional display, but chose not to say anything. Instead he cleared his throat as his hikari sat next to him and started eating.

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Ryou paused as he walked down the hall from his and Bakura's room. Which room belonged to which girl? He had forgotten to ask Reaper. Oh well, all that he needed was a few things, and then he would would return them when he was done with them.

He opened the door to his left and quickly looked around. The whole place seemed to be based on one color. Black curtains, black blankets and sheets, black table and chairs, a black rug, and obviously, an open closet filled with various black clothings. There were even some unlit black candles, probably homemade by the girls.

He started to explore the closet, pushing through the masses of dark tops. A little cough caught his attention, and made him turn around. Reaper was standing at the doorway, wearing a slightly amused look on her face.

"Ryou, why are you looking at Grim's clothes? Planning to cross-dress or something?"

"Er, um, well..." he started, but she held up her hand and motioned for him to follow her. Obediently he followed, right across the hall and into Reaper's room. She shut the door and sat down comfortably on her bed, while Ryou sat down in one of the few chairs scattered around the room.

Reaper's room was much more colorful than her sisters, at least it had a little blue and white with the black. But still, it had a bit of that cold feeling to it, probably because there was a skull with a candle inside it on the desk and a bloodied sword handing on the wall.

"So Ryou, what were you doing in Grim's room?"

He squirmed slightly. "I need your help with something that I want to do. Tonight."

"Anything in particular? Whatever it is, I'm sure it involves Bakura," she said, never losing that amused look. Ryou stared at her briefly.

"How'd you know?"

"Well, let's just say I have a knack for figuring out unfinished businesses, particularly yours." She patted his shoulder comfortingly and smiled gently. "You two make a very good pair, trust me."

He gaped at her, his mouth fallen open and hanging for several minutes. Then he recovered from his initial shock and forced a smile on his face. That wasn't what he was expecting.

"Now, didn't you mention something about needing my help, Ryou?" she asked innocently.

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Since Ryou had disappeared after breakfast and had been gone for most of the day, Bakura decided to explore the castle a bit more. So far, he had discovered Grim and Reaper's weaponry and armory, practice/training room, library, and what looked like an indoor garden. He made a mental note to go back there, since a lot of flowers were in full bloom despite the fact that it was in the middle of fall, and getting colder.

The next door he opened cautiously, since he caught a whiff of the particular odor in the air. He poked his head in and looked around. It appeared to be their workshop, since a large table had books, bowls, cauldrons and other random things scattered across his surface. And a large cauldron bubbled over a crackling fire, bluish smoke rising omninously from it's surface.

"What the-"

"It's a potion that helps speed up the healing process, and makes me stronger too," Reaper explained, startling him. He hadn't even heard her coming up from behind him. She walked briskly past him and motioned for him to come in. He hesitantly did so, watching her take a ladleful of the dark smoking liquid and pouring it carefully into a cup. She gulped it down quickly, making a face when she was done.

"Awful and nasty stuff..."

"Then why do you drink it?"

She shrugged. "Because, I can't afford to take a day off just because I get hurt or sick. Plotting the deaths of mortals and taking their souls away is hard work, ya know. That's why I work with Grim."

It was a strange idea for Bakura that two young girls (well, young-looking anyway, he didn't know their ages) could have jobs killing people. And what was even stranger, was the fact that they liked doing it.

She changed the subject quickly. "So Bakura, have you and Ryou worked out your unfinished business?"

For a minute he was confused by the question, he had forgotten the reason why he and Ryou were brought here. "Oh, um, yeah, it's all worked out."

She had to cough to cover her smile. "So then, what do you want Ryou to do?"

"Huh?" He looked clueless, which was actually kinda cute. (Diane: Are u insulting Bakura's intelligence? AR: No!! I just mean that he looks cute when he's clueless!!)

"Well, Ryou could go back to the world of the living with you and get a second chance, or he could go to the afterlife and live in peace. The decision is up to Ryou, but it is also up to you too, Bakura," she explained simply. "You don't have to choose now, you have plenty of time. But if you did have to choose now, what would you want?"

Bakura just automatically said the first option that came to mind. "Um, I guess that I would like Ryou to come back to life. Is that even possible?"

"With the right potion, it can be done," she said, picking a spell book off from a bookshelf he hadn't even noticed and opened it flicking through the old yellowed pages. "Would you like me to make the potion now, or later?"

"I don't even know if he'll say yes, Reaper. But just in case he does, make it now."

She smiled and gave him a thumbs-up. He was about to leave, when he suddenly remembered something he wanted to ask.

"Reaper, have you seen Ryou anything today?"

The young teen glanced at her watch. Hmm, eight o'clock. Exactly when Ryou told her to send him up.

"Yeah, he's been busy all day, and is resting in your room I think. If you want, you could go up and check on him."

"Alright, thanks Reaper." he nearly shut the door behind him, but then stuck his head back in. She glanced at him, looking slightly annoyed.

"Now what, Bakura?"

"Is it ok if I take some flowers?" She nodded her head, and he smiled at her. "Thanks."

This time he was gone for good from the workshop, and Reaper smirked slightly. Things were gonna get exciting around here.

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Bakura had taken two roses from the garden, both of them smelling sweet and pure. Perfect for his innocent hikari. Absentmindedly he plucked a velvety petal and rubbed it between his fingers, until he let it go and let it drift to the stone floor.

Quietly he opened the door, so as not to disturb his Ryou, but stopped in mid-action as he saw what his room had transformed into. Many candles were spread across the room, on the floor, on his table, on some chairs, most of them scented with the light sweet scent of primroses. It gave the room a soft warm glow, like sunlight except more personalized. And in the middle of all, on the crimson four-poster bed was Ryou, lying down on his side with his head resting comfortably on the pillows.

"Ryou..." The expression on his face when he saw what Ryou was wearing was priceless. His koi was wearing a black fishnet shirt, which showed his chest through the thin layer of mesh and stopped only a few inches above his abdomen. Leather pants clung skin-tight to his legs, and just as equally hugged low on his hips. A few dog collars hung around his neck, along with a belt chain that dangled and sparkled in the candle light.

'So much for being innocent,' he thought amused, placing the forgotten roses on the nightstand and sitting down on the bed, taking a better look at his hikari. Truthfully, he liked Ryou's new look, especially the leather pants. They looked yummy on his hikari.

"Where'd you get this stuff, Ryou?"

He shifted so that he was laying sitting up on the bed, cushioned by the pillows. "Reaper let me borrow most of this, including these clothes."

Bakura raised an eyebrow. Ryou in girl clothes? That had to be a first. But needless to say, he looked good in them. Ryou smiled innocently and crawled over to where his yami was, seating himself in his lap. Bakura was definetely enjoying this.

"If you like what you see," Ryou whispered, and Bakura fought back a moan when he felt his little tongue making it's way around his ear. "Then you love it even more later."

Bakura smirked, and pushed him not too gently off of his lap and straddled him. He ground his hips against his hikari's hard, listening to him make little pleasured noises when he felt heat start to gather in the lower half of his body. Ryou arched his back up, returning Bakura's seductive calling and inviting him to play.

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"Reaper?" Grim poked her head into the library, where her sister was curled up in a leather arm-chair. The black-haired head looked up from the book she was reading, and her face lightened into a bright smile.

"Grim! How'd it go today?"

She make a face, then plopped down next to her. "Fine, but a couple of demons ambushed me for a soul-snack. Nearly chopped off my arm, but I finished them off. Do you feel any better, Reaper?"

"Much better," she said, snapping her book close and putting it on the bookshelf. Grim looked around and frowned. Something was amiss, she could feel it in the air.

"Where's Bakura and Ryou, sister?"

"...What did you say, Grim? Wasn't listening."

Her sister rolled her silvery eyes. Reaper could be so annoying sometimes, but she was her sister, so she had learned long ago how to deal with it. "Where are Ryou and Bakura, sis?"

"Oh...they're busy in Bakura's room," she said vaugely, and Grim's frown deepened.

"Doing what?"

Reaper shrugged. She wasn't sure if Grim was going to freak out if she knew the truth. "They're finishing their unfinished business."

"Oh....alright." Grim still suspected something going on, but she knew her sister too well. If she pried too hard, she would just clam up and not say a word until the subject changed. Especially if the secret she was keeping was important.

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Somehow the fishnet shirt and dog collars managed to come off quickly, and Ryou moaned as his lover began nipping at his skin, leaving little red marks along his neck. Bakura apologetically licked the abused skin, then made his way down the smooth expanse of skin, leaving a wet trail. Ryou gasped sharply when Bakura's mouth started to suckled on his right nipple, while his one hand twisted his other nipple harshly. He panted when he felt the leather pants tighten, if that was even possible.

'Ah, I wish he could get the foreplay over with,' he thought hazily, having a hard time thinking of complete sentences with Bakura licking his stomach and side.He paused when he reached the waistline of the black leather pants, fingering it and smirking.

"Are you sure these pants are for girls? Because they look sexy and hot on you. I'm sure Reaper wouldn't mind if we kept this..."

"Bakura!" he whined, his cheeks turning a faint pink. The older teen smirk grew slightly, Ryou looked so cute when he blushed. Almost bruisingly he crushed his mouth against the smaller teen's, barely noticing that Ryou's hand were deftly undoing his shirt until it was torn off of him. He didn't mind, he liked this different Ryou.

Quickly the leather pants were slid off and tossed onto the floor, as were Bakura's jeans and boxers. Ryou moaned into another kiss when their erections barely touched, but then felt himself getting pushed down onto the bed by his lover.

"No, Bakura!"

The spiky haired yami paused, slightly confused. "Why? What's wrong, Ryou?"

Ryou flipped so that he was on top and Bakura was on the bottom. "I planned this for you, so I want to make love to you. Is...that alright?"

Bakura frowned slightly. "This would be your first time, Ryou, and it would hurt alot. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Well, at least let me try something." The white-haired teen nodded, then gasped as Ryou's mouth took in his length completely.

His tongue ran up and down it slowly, probing the little slit at the top. Bakura breathed heavily and started muttering something in Egyptian. It started getting faster when Ryou began to suck on it and nod his head fast, his mouth oh so warm and moist. Unconciously he bucked his hips, trying to get farther into the warmth.

Ryou supressed the urge to gag, and continued to wash his erection with his tongue. With one final suck, and the last cried word of Egyptian, Bakura released in his hikari's mouth, and he swallowed every drop of the salty and bitter liquid. Ryou nuzzled his bare neck and bit down hard, leaving a pinkish-reddish mark.

"Now I'm ready..." he whispered, laying down on the bed, patiently waiting. Bakura, who was still panting from what Ryou had done, scrambled over to the edge of the bed and picked up a bottle of vanilla scented lube. He sniffed it, then smiled. It was perfect, it smelled exactly like Ryou.

Dipping three fingers into the cream, his index finger pressed itself up into Ryou's entrance. The younger teen winced, it hurt and felt awkward. It came in and out a few times, before Bakura's second finger also entered.

Ryou whimpered and gritted his teeth as his yami stretched and scissored him, until the third finger was added. A small cry escaped his lips, and Bakura whispered all sorts of comforting things to him as he pulled his fingers in and out of his body. Once Bakura thought Ryou was ready, he gently placed one of Ryou's legs over his shoulder and got on his elbow and knees.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes, please, get on with it."

Bakura smiled, and gave him a chaste kiss. Then, without hesitating, he drove himself deep within Ryou. The hikari cried out, and little tears formed quickly and ran down his face. Bakura licked a couple away before continuing.

"Mm, you're so damn fucking hot, and tight, Ryou," Bakura said, eyes dark and cloudy from growing lust. "Makes me want more."

Again and again he thrusted his burning erection hard into Ryou's supple and pliant body, getting faster as he picked up a steady pace. Slowly Ryou didn't shed tears of pain, and moaned at the pleasured feeling that Bakura was giving him, gripping the sheets tightly.

"Ah, more!!"

"Whatever you say," Bakura growled, trying to find that certain spot that would make Ryou scream his name. He buried himself deep into that hot and tight body, listening delightedly when his hikari let out a scream of pure pleasure.

Ryou's screams came more frequently since he thrusted and hit his prostate every time. One powerful and swift motion, and white streaks raced across Ryou's vision. He screamed hoarsely and came strongly splashing his seeds on their stomach and sheets. A few more thrusts and Bakura released too, filling Ryou with his essense.

With a stifled groan he pulled his manhood out of Ryou, and fell down to rest next to him. For a while neither of them tried to move, because they were both content with the feeling that they loved one another and that they had made each other happy tonight.

Finally Bakura exhaustedly got up and managed to find two bathrobes for them and wrapped himself in one, doing the same for his hikari. He carried the drowsy and curled up Ryou down to the bathroom, shedding the robe and gently placed him in the hot tub. A tiny creak of the door caught his attention, and he turned around to find Grim standing there, with an unreadable expression on her face.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, a frown on his face. "We're kinda busy here, if ya can't tell."

"I just wanted to let you know that you and Ryou have until tomorrow to decide whether or not you want to go back to the real world together, or else Ryou goes off to the spirit world by himself," she said lightly. "I would think about it long and hard, if I were you."

"Piss off, I'm tired and don't have the energy to think about important things," he snapped. "Now go, or else I'll personally make sure that you go to hell."

"Make sure you don't drown if you fall asleep in there," she said, shutting the door behind her. He glared for a moment, then stepped into the warm waters of the big tub and sighed as they soothed his aching muscles. He began to clean off Ryou gently, seeing as how the beautiful young hikari had fallen asleep with a pleasant smile on his face.

"We have plenty of time to figure out if you're going to go back with me or not," he muttered, partially to himself and partially to Ryou. He splashed the hot water onto his face, then stepped out and took Ryou out also. Drying him off, he carried him bridal style back to their room and threw a warm blanket over him. Blowing out all of the candles, he joined his hikari and draped an arm around him protectively.

"Good night, Ryou....aishiteru."

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AR: That was incredibly long and took forever to write, but it's finally done Diane!! *looks around* Diane?

Diane: *lying on the floor unconcious*

AR: ^^;; Oops, guess that was the thump I heard while I wrote the lemon. She still isn't used to me reading and writing them. Anyway, please review, it really helps me when I write up new chapters and such. The next chapter will be up faster than this one, I promise. Ja ne!!