Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Tales of Crimson Nights ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 9 )

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"Hn...Fool, getting caught in the sun like that. How stupid can you get?"

"Nnnn..." I murmured, hearing an unfamiliar voice around me. I squinted my eyes open at the figure, trying to focus my blurring eyesight at him.

"It's about time you woke up."

"Yami," I rasped out, wincing at my dry throat. "B-Bastard, what are y-you doing here?"

Yami was another vampire acquaintance of Marik and I. We'd never really gotten along, but when we needed him he would always be there for us. (which rarely happens...) And when he needed our help, we'd always be there.

"Saving your ass." He replied smugly, and tore open his wrist, shoving it into my mouth. The blood poured down my throat, and I moaned, trying to draw out as much as I could. "Enough." I heard Yami hiss, but I ignored him, still slurping up the blood quickly. I was roughly thrown off of him, yelping when I fell on my still delicate burns.

"Asshole..." I muttered, flexing my arms. I felt much better than before, even though my blisters were sore. Wait, where was Marik? I looked around urgently. "Where is he?"

"He's fine." Yami assured, helping me stand up. "He was in a much worse condition than you, and I had to use both my blood and Yugi's to revive him." Ah, so the brat was here as well?

Yugi is Yami's slave. Or was, in any case. They had become lovers after a while, but still assumed the role master and servant to others. Marik and I were the only ones who knew the truth of the two's relationship.

"Where are my slaves?" I asked quickly, once noticing they weren't in the same room.

"They're resting." Yami frowned. "They both gave up large amounts of blood trying to wake you and Marik. They had almost passed out when I arrived."

My mouth must have dropped open in shock. They had tried to save us? I thought they would have used the opportunity to escape, or kill us at least.

"Where did you find such loyal and obedient servants?" Yami asked, heading up the stairs, I was assuming, to my room. "They were actually trying to protect you from me, wouldn't let me near you. Yugi convinced them otherwise."

"I see..." I mumbled, still awed at the thought of Ryou and Malik actually protecting us. "What room are they in?"

"They demanded to be placed in the same room Marik and you were going to be in." Yami snickered. "Well, at least the blond one did, the other just stood there crying silently."

"So they're in Marik and mine's room?"

"No."

"No?" I asked, surprised.

"They said they weren't allowed in there, and begged for me to place you in a different room." I once again gaped in shock. They were even following the rules I had set earlier? I was astounded. "They're probably sleeping, so be as quiet as you can."

"Hn." I suddenly felt dizzy and tripped, falling against Yami's shoulder. He balanced me, escorting me into the room. "I don't need your stupid help, asshole."

"Sure you don't, idiot." Yami chuckled, and dragged me inside. I lifted my head and smiled at what I saw. Malik was sitting on the same bed Marik was laid out on, curled up to the other's chest in a way to avoid hurting his wounds. I looked my lover up and down, noticing sadly that he was indeed more burnt up than I was. He appeared to be in slight pain even in his sleep.

I looked over to the other bed in the room and saw my slave trying to keep his eyes open and chatting with Yugi. He looked up at me, and his eyes widened before he smiled.

He looked horrible. It looked as if he hadn't eaten or slept in days, his eyes had huge bags underneath him, and he looked weaker than before. I felt awful for him.

"Master, you're alright." He said hoarsely, and I winced at the sound. I pushed myself off of Yami and stumbled over to him, Yugi moving out of my way knowingly.

"When was the last time you slept?" I asked, frowning at my own gravelly voice. He bowed his head towards the floor.

"Before you got hurt." He whispered, and my heart swelled. I must have been out for days, maybe even a week or so.

"Fool." I muttered fondly, running my fingers through his hair, a smile tugging it's way at the corner of my lips. "Foolish little Ryou. Let's get some sleep now, hn?"

"Of course, Master." He said obediently, and began to get off the bed. I stopped him.

"You're sleeping here. And don't address me as Master." I smiled, climbing up onto the bed myself. I looked towards the doorway and noticed that Yami and Yugi had let themselves out. Ryou snuggled back into the mattress himself, and I pulled him against my chest, careful of my burns. "If you feel uncomfortable, let me know." I mumbled sleepily, already having trouble keeping my eyes open. I was still exhausted.

"Yes, Bakura." He whispered back timidly, and I smiled, tightening my hold on him.

"Foolish little Ryou." I sighed. "MY foolish little Ryou. Thank you..."

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I awoke once again the next night when I heard rustling next to me. I peered open my right eye lazily only to see Ryou carefully slipping out of my arms to meet Malik, who was already standing at the doorway shifting impatiently.

"Come on..." Malik whispered urgently. "Before they wake up!"

"Too late…" I mumbled groggily, opening both eyes to stare at the two wide-eyed teens. I sighed in frustration and let out a groan as I pulled myself up. I was still completely worn out for my wounds, and it took a lot of energy to even sit up. "Where are you two going?"

"Umm…" Malik looked at the ground, shuffling his feet guiltily. I raised an eyebrow at them.

"Well?"

"They were going to assist me." I turned my head to notice Yami standing behind Malik, his arms crossed. "I need them to regain their energy, to help heal you, and they won't get the rest they need if they're in the same room as you."

"Hn." I snorted, and then nodded my assent. I wouldn't admit just how worried I was about Ryou and Malik's health. I frowned, suddenly remembering something before I passed out. "Malik, how is your arm?" He blinked up at me, startled, and unconsciously grabbed onto his injured shoulder.

"It's fine." He murmured quietly, and avoided my gaze.

"I see. Yami, have you treated it?"

"No, I can't say that I have." Yami said, and uncrossed his arms, placing his hands on Malik and Ryou's shoulders, steering them out of the room. "I'll be sure to treat it now, I promise." I watched them leave, thankful that Yami was there, even if I wouldn't admit it out loud.

"Nngh..."

My head snapped towards the bed next to mine, facing the figure laying on it.

"Marik? Love?" I asked somewhat hopefully. I painstakingly crawled over to him, wincing when the movement aggravated my burns. I lifted a hand up to brush away his bangs, and I wanted to cry when even that soft gesture caused him to whimper in pain. I took a deep breath to regain my emotions and decided to try to contact him mentally.

<Marik?> I paused, waiting for a reply.

<<Kura?>> I winced. His mental voice was so weak…

<Yes, love. How do you feel?>

<<Like shit.>> He chuckled weakly. I bent down to brush my lips against his in a very brief kiss.

"I love you." I whispered out loud into his ear, lying down next to him in a position that wouldn't hurt either him or myself. As soon as I was comfortable, I slipped back into unconsciousness.

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"Bakura! Bakura, wake up!"

"Mm?" I moaned, and ignored the voice...I didn't want to get up now. Too tired...

"Bakura!" The voice became louder and more persistent.

What is it? Couldn't anyone let me sleep?

"Drink, damn you."

Liquid began pouring down my throat, and I shuddered at the taste. Blood. The delectable fluid burned as I swallowed it, the taste reviving all of my senses. Wonderful, wonderful, sweet tasting blood. Suddenly, it was gone. My eyes snapped open and I sat up swiftly.

"About time you woke up." My head turned to the right to see Yami smirking smugly at me.

"Shut up." I growled, and stood up, stretching my arms. "How long was I out this time?"

"Three full nights."

"Who's blood was that?" I shifted my eyes to his. "It couldn't have been yours, it was too delectable."

"Hn, it wasn't mine." Yami said, trying to keep his cool even though I knew I was ticking him off. "It was your slave's."

"Where is he?" I asked immediately, scanning the room.

"He passed out. He's resting now."

"Hn." Stupid vampire speed, he probably removed him from me immediately, before I even regained consciousness. "Where?"

"Don't get worked up, Bakura. You're still not fully healed. "Yami said, making me groan and throw him a scathing glare.

"Fine. Then where's Marik?" I asked, noticing that he was not in the same room as me anymore.

"He's resting someplace else as well. I can't believe I have to baby-sit you two because you got caught in the sun." Yami mumbled, extremely annoyed. "Yugi and I were supposed to be on our way to Greece right now."

"Well sorry for ruining your fuck festivities." I rolled my eyes, not feeling guilty in the least. Yami's eyes bore into mine as he glowered at me.

"Don't say such things."

"And why not? They're true." I said smugly, enjoying the frustrated look Yami was wearing.

"You know I haven't gone that far with Yugi." Yami bristled.

"Oh yeah, I forgot. Yami is waiting until he feels little Yugi is `ready'." I snorted. "What a bunch of crap. Anyone can see that he's ready now."

"Just sut up and sleep." He snapped before walking briskly out of the room.

"But I'm not tired." I pouted feeling extremely foolish as I did so. What to do, what to do...

<Marik?> I searched out mentally for my lover.

<<Kura?">> I smiled at the sound of his voice. He still seemed weak, but he had improved much better these past days.

<Hey. Where are you?>

<<I don't know. Yami locked me in some room and refuses to let me out. Damn bastard.>> Marik grumbled and I held in a snicker.

<Same here.>

<<Do you know if Malik's okay? He smelt of blood when I was holding him...>>

<I'm pretty sure he's fine, Marik. Yami promised to bandage his wound. It wasn't anything serious. He just injured himself when you fell.>

<<Oh.>>

<Marik?>

<<Yeah?>>

<I love you.> I felt Marik's happiness through our link at the words, and it made me smile in contentment.

<<I love you too.>> Marik said softly, then chuckled. <<I promise I'll fuck you all night as soon as Yami releases me from this accursed room.>>

<Marik!> I snickered.

<<What? You know you want to. You're just as horny as I am, only I act on it more than you do.>>

<Not true.> I huffed, and began to put again.

<<Yes it is.>> Marik teased, before mentally kissing my forehead. <<We should rest some more, if we ever want to et out of here.>>

< Yes, I supposed we should.> I sighed, not wanting our conversation to end, but knowing that it had to. I was already growing weary, and had closed my eyes while talking to my lover without knowing it.

<<Goodnight Bakura.>>

<'Night Marik.> I yawned, snuggling back down into the warm blankets around me, and fell into a relaxing sleep.

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"-do you understand?"

I twitched, beginning to wake up as I heard voices around me.

"All right then, take care."

"Bye!"

I opened my eyes just in time to see Yugi waving at my slave as Yami carried him out the door, speeding down the alls and out the door.

"Finally." I groaned, rubbing a hand to my forehead. "He's gone."

"Master?"

I peered an eye open at him tiredly and he looked at the ground shyly.

"Was it a mistake to let that man in?" He asked hesitantly.

"No, no mistake." I assured the boy while trying to sit up carefully. I looked him over. "Have you been sleeping?"

"Yes, sire." He mumbled and I scowled.

"No sir, or master. Now, have you been eating as well?"

"Yes, Bakura." Ryou said obediently, eyes still focused on the floor.

"Good." I nodded approvingly. Unexpectedly, the boy walked over to me, wrapping his arms around my back, pressing my face into the crook of his neck.

"Drink." He whispered, and it took all that I had not to rip open his throat and rain him dry. I shook and pressed up against Ryou's shoulders weakly. I didn't want to hurt him. Soon, I began shaking with the effort to stay in control, moaning when Ryou pressed my lips to his neck. I shuddered, and bit down.

Fireworks, just like with Marik's blood. I groaned and nuzzled against the boy I held so intimately. His arms linked around my neck, legs wrapped around my back and his face flushed and panting. Why was he doing this? I felt him weakening, and forced myself to pull away, gasping for breath. He looked at me with half lidded eyes, still sitting on my lap, and smiled. I was shocked. He struggled to pull himself off of me, but I didn't let him. He sighed and refrained from trying to slip off my lap, looking at me tiredly.

"Do you feel any better?" He muttered. I started in surprise. So that was why he gave himself to me so willingly. But I was curious as to how he knew blood would help me regain my energy quicker.

"How did you...?"

"Master Yami told me." I immediately scowled.

"Don't call him that." I demanded, and he flinched, looking away form my eyes and staring at the wall. I sighed, and wrapped my arms around him more securely, feeling him become slightly tense. "He's a bastard, and doesn't deserve any respect."

Ryou nodded his head against my chest, and I felt my heart flutter once more. He was so cute...But as I looked closer, I noticed he looked as if he was in slight pain. The bite marks! Of course! I had forgotten to heal them. I frowned, feeling like such a fool.

"Hold still." I murmured, and bent down to kiss his neck, feeling the two puncture marks close up again. Luckily, I had managed to bite him in the same place as last time, so he had no additional scars.

"Thank you." He blushed, making me smile once again.

"You need to rest now, I'm sure you're very tired." I said, lying him down on the current bed I was sleeping in. He obeyed silently, and slipped under the covers with ease. Suddenly, I remembered something. "What were you and Yami talking about before he left?" I asked, eyeing him suspiciously.

"U-Um..." I watched the teen stutter amusedly.

"Well?" I growled impatiently, regretting it when Ryou flinched.

"He, he told me that we had to make sure you didn't leave the house yet until you are fully healed."

"What? How the hell am I supposed to feed then?" I shouted incredulously. I mean sure, I could survive without blood for a few days since I was so old, but now that I was weak, I'd need to rejuvenate myself by drinking from the humans at least once a day.

"He said that Malik and I would have to provide the blood." Ryou said quietly, not meeting my eyes. I was glad that he didn't or else he would have seen the completely shocked look that I had.

"You're bodies can't handle that!" I protested. "And besides, why do you want to help me? I enslaved you!" This child was positively confusing the hell out of me. One minute he was terrified, and the next it seemed as if he was perfectly happy being where he was.

"No." He whispered, and I listened to him attentively with my vampire hearing. "You, you rescued me, you saved me from all my pain." He paused, then smiled. "I owe my life to you, after all, you are my master, are you not?"

"But..." I was still confused, and wanted to ask him more about it, but he had already fallen sound sleep. I stared at his sleeping form for a while longer before I felt the sun rising and draining my energy. With a small kiss to the boy's forehead, I slipped under the covers with him, and slept.

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Chibi B: Whew! Yes, Bakura and Marik are all right! ^_^ I couldn't hurt them TOO bad...

Taski: But I could!

Chibi B: -_- I know...

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