Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Tales of Crimson Nights ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Chibi B: Hallo there! Back with the second chapter!

Taski: *fake cheer*

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or vampires…or…anything else of importance.

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Chapter 2

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Sunrise soon arrived, and I woke up to Marik kissing his way down my neck, his hands rubbing themselves sensually over my body. I moaned, tilting my head back as he nipped at my throat with his ivory white fangs.

"We should go show the slaves around." He said, licking at my ear, causing me to shiver. "We have to teach them the rules, and let them know what we are."

"Yes." I said, burying my face in his chest. "Let's go get them something to eat, they must be famished." Marik nodded and pushed open the casket, climbing out and stretching.

"I'm hungry as well." His eyes flashed as he faced the door across the hall.

"No, they are too weak and unprepared to feed on them now." I said, my voice stern as I stared into my partner's red-tinted eyes. "We shall feed on others later tonight." He gave a sigh of disappointment but agreed.

"I'll go and bring up some food." He said, walking out of the room briskly.

"Bring them up some new clothes as well!" I called after him, then paused and thought a while. "Oh! And two collars!" I pulled out the key and walked to the door, unlocking it before turning the doorknob and entering. I was met with the sight of the two boys curled up together, sleeping in the same bed. Marik's look-a-like had bloody fists from pounding on the door, and you could tell that my slave had tried to wrap them up for him. I couldn't help but admire the two. Angles, that's what they reminded me of, two beautiful angels.

The white haired child stirred, and opened his eyes, blinking around confusedly. He then caught sight of me at the doorway and stiffened, seemingly remembering what had transpired the day before. He whimpered, and looked at the floor, avoiding my eyes.

"I'm sure you are hungry." I said, walking into the room, watching carefully as he tensed up. He was practically radiating fear. "Food will be here shortly." As soon as I said those words, Marik stalked into the room carrying a tray with an assortment of foods on them, a few pairs of clothes, and two buckled collars. Seeing that his slave wasn't up yet, he dropped the tray of food noisily on the small table in the room.

At the clang, the blond shot up out of bed, staring around wildly. Once he recognized where he was, he began to growl, glaring daggers at Marik and I.

"I wouldn't act so high and mighty if I were you." Marik snarled. I stared at him curiously. He usually wasn't this grouchy after waking up from a good sleep. His eyes flashed red again. Ah, that was it. He must smell the blood from the mortal's wounds, and it was making him hungrier then normal.

"Maybe you should go feed, Marik." I said, my face solemn. I didn't want him to attack the two before we had a chance to explain to them what we were. Truthfully, I didn't want them to be that afraid of me.

"I'm fine." Marik snapped. Frowning in aggravation I pulled him out of the room. "You two may eat." I said, speaking to the boys. "We will be back in a short while." I pulled a snarling Marik out of the room before locking the door.

"What was that for?" Marik growled after I shut the door behind me.

"Let's go feed. You're incredibly grouchy." I huffed, and stalked down the stairs and out of the mansion, Marik trailing behind me with his arms crossed. We fed quickly and returned within a few hours, starting up the stairs to visit with the two slaves.

"How do you think they'll react when we tell them about us being vampires?" Marik asked, a smirk on his face.

"The same as everyone else." I stated in a monotone voice. "Scream, faint, or run around in a panic." Marik chuckled and unlocked the room's door before entering, and was immediately hit in the face with a pillow. He twitched and threw the pillow across the room, glaring at the boy who chucked it at him.

"That's it! When I get my hands on you, you little runt!" Marik roared, ready to pounce on the rebellious blond, but stopped when I grabbed a hold of his shoulder.

"Knock it off." I growled, glaring, and walked over to the two on the bed. The blond violet-eyed boy growled and backed up, pulling the other boy with him. I cocked my head to the side at seeing the smallest boy curl up against the older one. So the two were friends now? Then, I glanced over at the tray of food, and frowned. "You barely touched anything." I commented, and stood waiting for an answer. When none came I sighed and turned to my friend, glaring at him.

"What?" Marik blinked, trying to look innocent, and failing miserably. "It's not my fault they won't answer." I rolled my eyes, and turned back around.

"What are your names?" The youngest one blinked curiously at me, then flinched and looked back down at the ground. The blond tilted his head curiously as well, staring at me suspiciously. I frowned, wondering why they found me wanting to know their names so peculiar.

"It was a simple question." Marik said, an annoyed look on his face. "Just answer already."

"Our names are none of your concern!" The blond child spat out, speaking out for the first time.

"Of course it's our concern. We own you." Marik smirked. "Now, answer or I'll be forced to search your mind." The boy raised an eyebrow disbelievingly. I could tell this wasn't going to turn out well. "I CAN go through your mind you know, that's something vampires can do best."

"Vampires?" The child's violet eyes grew huge and he stared at us apprehensively.

"Yes, vampires. That's what we are." Marik smiled widely.

"I don't believe you."

"Want me to prove it?" Marik's eyes flashed and he hissed, baring his fangs at the teens. Marik's slave jumped and grasped onto my own who shrieked and began crying desperately.

"Nice job Marik!" I yelled, smacking the other on the back of his head. "You frightened them!"

"I thought that was what I was supposed to do." Marik grumbled, and rolled his eyes that once again turned back to their normal color. I just glowered at him more fiercely before smacking the back of his head again. I sauntered over to the two frightened teens but stopped when they shrunk away in fear from my presence.

"We're not going to hurt you." I said, trying to keep my voice calm and controlled.

"Yet." Marik whispered, and winked at the two.

"Marik?"

"Yes love?"

"Come here for a second." Marik walked over to me inquiringly. He could be such an idiot at times... SMACK!

"OW! Damnit Bakura!" Marik held his bleeding check, cursing rapidly and glaring at me darkly.

"You deserved it. Now shut up." I snapped.

"Hmph! See if you get anything tonight." Marik huffed, crossing his arms in a pouting manner and stalked over to the corner of the room. I couldn't help but roll my eyes once again at his childish behavior. The cut on his cheek had already begun healing quickly, not even leaving a scar behind.

"Shhh, it's okay little ones." I said, trying to soothe the two shaking boys. "Now, what are you're names?" I waited patiently as they tried to calm themselves down enough to answer.

"M-Malik." The blond stuttered, staring at the bed sheets.

"R-Ry-Ryou." The youngest one I had become so fond of whimpered before letting out another soft sob.

"Hush now Ryou. I'm not going to hurt you."

"Yet." Marik mumbled, still in the corner.

"Marik, beloved?"

"Yes?"

"Come here."

"Ha! I'm not falling for that again!" I smirked amusedly, and waved my hand, making the shelf above Marik disappear.

"OW! OW! OW! DAMNIT!" Marik cursed again as various vases and pottery crashed on his head. "That's it! See if you get any for a WEEK!"

"You won't last that long, love." I chuckled.

"...I hate it when you're right."

"Now," I grabbed the two new sets of clothes and turned back to the boys. "Put these on, I'm sure they'll be more comfortable than those rags you're wearing." I stood up and walked over to Marik, who was nursing his head, but otherwise staring at the two slaves interestedly. I snickered as the two slaves blushed and hugged the clothes to themselves self-consciously.

"Go ahead and change." Marik smirked. The younger blond mumbled something under his breath, his face a light pinkish color. I gave a light laugh when I deciphered what he said, knowing that it would amuse Marik as well.

"I heard that." Marik laughed. "And there's nothing wrong with being a pervert." Marik chuckled harder when Malik and Ryou's faces flushed a deeper read. "Aww, come on now, don't be shy!" I began to feel pity for the young teens, feeling their embarrassment and fear, and decided to try to distract my lover from humiliating them any longer.

"Marik?" I inquired, turning around to face him.

"I'm not talking to you Bakur-mmmph!" I leaned forward and kissed Marik passionately, wrapping my hands around his shoulders and pulling him closer to myself. I felt Marik freeze in surprise, and then I was slammed up against the wall with him kissing me fiercely while tangling his hands in my hair.

While he was distracted, I used my hands to form an `okay' symbol to the two sitting on the bed, signaling them to start changing while Marik was occupied. It took a few minutes for the boys to understand, but when they did they quickly began to dress, moving as fast as they could. I smirked, my mission accomplished, but I couldn't help the gasp that left me when I felt fangs nipping down my neck.

Marik had finished plundering my mouth and was now busily licking the flesh on my collarbone. I hissed in shock, and dug my fingernails into Marik's shoulders as he bit down abruptly. Moaning blissfully, and momentarily forgetting about the others in the room, I sunk my own teeth into Marik's neck, fireworks exploding behind my closed eyelids at the taste of the other's blood. It was pure ecstasy. The feeling of feasting on another vampire's blood is absolutely indescribable. Marik suddenly pulled away from me, and I whimpered in protest at the loss of his warmth.

"Nice try." Marik smirked, now standing in front of the doorway, blocking the slaves from continuing to sneak towards the door. They cried out in shock, and fell backwards, startled at how Marik just seemed to appear in front of them. I fell back against the wall, still dizzy with pleasure.

"Marik." I moaned. "Leave them alone." I knew the poor things had gone through enough already.

`That wasn't a very nice trick you played on me, love." Marik pouted, "Maybe I shouldn't leave them be. I didn't get to see them get dressed after all." He turned back to the two shivering boys and smiled suggestively. I snorted, knowing immediately what my perverted lover was thinking.

"Marik." I growled once again, warning him not even to consider it a possibility. Marik sighed and stomped over to me, pulling me up and dragging me over to the bed. I sighed in contentment, and shifted in Marik's lap. "You drained me too much." I whined. Marik shrugged, and I knew it was an attempt to apologize. He turned back to the slaves.

"You need to put your collars on." He yawned, holding them out in his hand. The blond-haired boy frowned, staring up at Marik defiantly, and I couldn't help but admire his courage and bravery. "You want to be picked up by other vampires?" The child winced. "I didn't think so. Now, put the collars on. It'll keep you safe from any other immortal." I watched as the boy, clearly frustrated, stomped up and snatched the two chokers out of my lover's hands, backing away and looking at them closely. There was a little vial on the front of both of them, but I noticed he couldn't tell which one belonged to him and which one belonged to Ryou.

"Er.." He mumbled.

"Here, give them to me." I demanded, holding out my hand impatiently. Malik surprisingly obeyed and handed me the items. I unscrewed the lid, and pulled out a knife, watching out of the corner of my eye as my slave flinched. I made a small cut in the palm of my hand, and let the blood drip slowly into the first vial. I snapped the lid back on. "This one's Ryou's." I murmured, then turned to Marik, holding out the other collar and vial for him to take.

"Okay, okay." Marik grumbled, repeating the same process I had done, handing the collar back to Malik. "And that one's yours." He said grouchily. Malik had gone pale at what we had done, and his hands were shaking badly when he took the choker. I shook my head once again. Poor mortal.

"Come here, Ryou." I called gently. I couldn't really understand why I was acting so kind towards the child, but something told me that I must treat him with care. The young boy whimpered, but stood up on shaky legs, and limped his way towards me, sitting down on the floor with his head bowed submissively. I gently slipped the choker around his neck, frowning when he flinched at my touch. Marik blinked, watching the display.

"Why can't my slave be more obedient?" He whined, glaring at Malik who was still fumbling with the collar. After Marik watched him try to put it on several times, he grew sick of it and reached over to snatch it out of his hands. "Give it here and turn around." The mortal looked at him untrustingly, and took a step backwards. Marik groaned, and I snickered, sensing his frustration. "I don't have the patience for this, turn around, or I'll force you to." Shoulder's slouching in defeat, Malik reluctantly spun around. Within seconds, the collar was fastened snugly around his neck. He fingered it uncomfortably and looked over at Ryou, who had his on as well.

"Only with our permission do you remove this." I said gruffly, face serious. I knew the consequences of what could happen if they went out without them, and I didn't want either of them getting hurt. "Understand?" The two nodded, Ryou still kneeling before me.

"Rules." Marik yawned. I looked over at him questionably. "Rules they need to follow." Marik explained. I nodded in understanding, I had forgotten about those.

"These are rules you must obey while you live with us. If you break one of them, you will be thoroughly punished, understand?" The two slaves nodded fearfully. "The first you already know, you must always keep you're collar on unless we give you permission to take it off. Second, our room is off limits at all times. Third, you are not aloud outside your rooms during the day, but, just in case you don't listen, your room will be locked every morning. I think that's it."

"Oh! Address us as Master Bakura and Master Marik." Marik smirked smugly. I scowled, and shook my head exasperatedly. When would he grow up? "Oh, and if we ever go out at night, you are never to leave our sides. At all."

"Ah yes, I forgot about that." I said thoughtfully, that was an important rule as well. I yawned. "What time is it?"

"A few hours till sunrise." Marik frowned. "We'll give them a tour of the place tomorrow."

"Agreed." I once again glanced at the uneaten tray of food. "Do you not care for any of these types of food?" I was greeted with silence. Marik poked his slave.

"Answer." He glared. The boy cringed and looked at the ground.

"We are not used to eating so much at one time." He received a small kick and glare from Marik. "Master Bakura." Malik spat out through clenched teeth. I shook my head in understanding and stood up to leave the room, dragging Marik up with me. I tried to keep my fury in check at how he was treating the boy.

"Goodbye for now. We shall visit again tomorrow night."

"Ah ah ah! What do you say slaves?" Marik chided gleefully, pulling me to a stop. "You're supposed to go, `Good night Master Marik and Master Bakura'." I twitched in annoyance.

"Marik." I growled. "That's quite enough."

"But I want to hear them say it!"

"Marik!" I snapped, pulling the other violently out of the room. "I'm tired of dealing with you're childish behavior! Now do us all a favor, and shut UP!" I slammed the door to the child's quarters and locked it before stalking across the hall to our room angrily, muttering obscenities under my breath. Of all the ridiculous ways to act...

"What is wrong with you tonight?" He demanded, following behind me to our room. "You're irritable."

"I'm not in the mood to deal with you're antics." I stated flatly. "Now, would you kindly either shut up, or get out of the room." I didn't know why I was so angry with him, but either way, I spun around to my own coffin, and slipped inside. Marik rushed over to me curiously.

"You're sleeping in your own coffin?" He asked hesitantly, trying hard to conceal the look of hurt and surprise that spread across his face. But I could read it easily, and couldn't blame him. After all, it had been quite a while since I'd slept without him.

"Yes. I'm a big vampire now, I don't need anyone to hold me while I rest."

"Bakura-."

"I thought I told you to be quiet." I mumbled, hiding my face from him as I pulled the casket's lid over myself. I didn't want him to see me so upset for no reason. "I'm resting early, pleasant dreams." The lid was then closed with a soft creaking sound, leaving the sight of Marik staring at me helplessly behind. I closed my eyes, and curled myself up tightly in my coffin. Hopefully, he won't be too mad at me tomorrow night, I just needed to be alone now.

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Chibi B: Well, there's the second part! I'll probably be putting up lemons later...