Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Virus ❯ Chapter 9

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

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Now, it gets a little naughtier here between Magician and Siji (Celtic Guardian). It's still not R, but I'd say a strong PG-13. There be slash ahead kiddies! You have been warned!!!

Same disclaimers as previous chapters. Please read and review. Thanks!

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Plans were being finalized for Yami, Kaiba, and Bakura's expedition to the Shadow Realm. Yami had retrieved Yugi's dueling deck from the disk, minus the Dark Magician and the magic card Yugi had played. Kaiba was carefully pouring over his card collection, deciding which would be most helpful on their journey. Bakura was giving Joey and Tristan advice on the best way to extract information from Saul Robbins. He was also detailing exactly what would happen to them if Ryou got so much as a split end in his beautiful hair while Bakura was gone. It was quite graphic, and soon the boys were begging Ryou to save them from his mad yami.

"You will certainly anger me too greatly later to remember, so I will say it now, Bakura. Thank you." Yami was sincere, but somehow the words never came out that way when he spoke to the thief.

"Hold your thanks, Pharaoh. You said yourself that I do nothing without some sort of benefit to me. When you hear my demands, you may not even wish my help." Bakura raised his gleaming eyes to Yami, meeting Yami's challenging glare.

"I knew it was too much to expect you to help another with no strings attached. What do you want?"

"Your head on a platter, but I'll settle for something a little less drastic at the moment. My bargain will be struck with you and Kaiba individually," he declared, "and you are not allowed to tell the other what I have demanded."

Yami and Kaiba seemed uneasy with this condition, but both agreed. Bakura took Kaiba off to the side. "My price from you is simple. Ryou's alarm clock is broken."

"Didn't happen to get slammed into a wall, did it?"

"Do not mock me mortal. He will like your alarm clock."

"I know you're a few clowns short of a circus at the best of times Bakura, but don't you remember? You totaled it a few minutes ago."

"I did not! It was poorly constructed, unable to withstand the lightest of blows."

"Hey! That was a $2,600.00 alarm clock, and you had to hurl yourself into a brick wall to shut it off!"

"You would be wise to remember that your safety is in my hands. You will get Ryou a new clock like the one that, uh, broke. Of course, it must be of much better quality. You will get one, give it to me, and tell Ryou nothing. Understood?"

"Deal. I'll take care of it myself when we get back." Kaiba didn't know what to make of this guy. He had thought Bakura would want something a little more personal, like Kaiba's soul, or his first-born. Instead, he wanted a new clock for his boyfriend. Love is strange. Maybe he was going to ask Yami for a new toaster.

"Excellent." Now it was Yami's turn. Bakura was going to enjoy this. Yami and he huddled out of earshot.

"Before we even begin, you know I cannot give you the Millennium Puzzle. Allowing you to have three millennium items in your possession would be sheer madness."

"I don't want you to give me your puzzle, Pharaoh. I can steal it from you later. No, what I want from you … is your silence." Everyone saw as Yami gave Bakura a puzzled look. What could Bakura be asking for?

"When we rescue Yugi, you will not speak of your feelings for him, either aloud or within your private yami/hikari conversations. You will not tell of your love for him."

Yami was astonished. "Wha- what possible advantage does that give you?"

"Advantage? None. But immense personal satisfaction as your light seeks comfort in the arms of Seto Kaiba? Oh, yesssss." Bakura laughed evilly then left Yami standing alone.

Yami was quivering with fury. How dare that filthy tomb robber demand such a promise from him! He wanted to shout his love for Yugi from the battlements of the Dark Citadel once everything was back to normal. He wanted Yugi to know how he felt. He wanted to see the look on Yugi's face and feel the emotions through their bond when Yugi heard those three special words from Yami. Now, he would have to hold back and say nothing. Kaiba would sense his weakness and move in on Yugi's tender heart. Yugi would see Kaiba as a shining hero come to save him, and Yami as a dark spirit merely doing its duty. How he despised Bakura! But he had to agree. He couldn't take Kaiba to the Shadow Realm without another millennium item, and Bakura wasn't going to just give him one. He could do this. He would do this. For Yugi.

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Siji was a little hurt and a lot confused. Before, whenever he or the Magician took part in a duel, the moment they returned to the Citadel they would touch and kiss and make love as if they had been separated for weeks rather than hours. He understood that they couldn't jump right into bed with the little master visiting, but what was wrong with a manly hug and a quick grope?

To top it off, Magician ordered, ORDERED him to increase security at the Citadel. Magician was the nominal leader of the duel monsters; he settled the petty disputes that always arise in small villages. But all monsters in Yugi's deck were considered of equal value. No one ordered anyone to do anything. Responsibilities were divided evenly between the monsters. Everyone took turns at performing the lowliest chores. There were no favorites. He had done as magician asked, but he was still troubled by this break from the norm.

Siji made his way to the chambers he shared with the Magician. It was the largest and the second most luxurious suite in the entire Citadel. The most luxurious of course belonged to the master, but Siji had no complaints. The room was at the end of the hallway, with the spiraling staircase leading to Yugi's tower room on the left.

Siji flung open the doors and stalked inside, slamming them shut behind him. On the bed, his lover lay supine, nude except for a small, lavender-colored loincloth. The silken, violet hair was spread invitingly on the pillow. Magician raised his arms and bade his lover come closer.

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>>>Insert lemon of choice here. (My version is simply too stupid. I'm sure yours is much better.)<<<
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When they were spent, they spooned together, Siji's back to Magician's chest. Siji gently stroked the arms that encircled him.

"Something troubles you?" Magician's voice was quiet so as not to disturb the peaceful atmosphere they had created.

"Not exactly. What happened in your duel? Something has changed, you have changed, but I can't put my finger on it."

Magician chuckled, "Oh elfling, I think your finger found it every time."

Siji blushed profusely and gently slapped Magician's arm. "That's not what I meant and you know it. You've never given me orders before. I did as you asked, but will you tell me why it was necessary?"

Magician was silent for a moment, debating how much to tell Siji. "I was called on to defeat a Red Eyes Black Dragon. When I attacked, something happened. I suddenly felt more clear-headed somehow, infused with great power."

"Did the master play a magic card?" Siji asked.

"He did, but it wasn't activated." Magician's hands began to wander, stroking Siji's flat stomach. "The power allowed me to see that the Pharaoh has grown weak. He allows our Yugi to be hurt time and time again. I looked into Yugi's mind. Less than two weeks ago bullies hounded him! Our Yugi was very lucky he ran into his friends before he was caught. Pharaoh was in human form and did not even realize his aibou was in danger. I could not allow such negligence to continue. So I took Yugi."

Siji's eyes grew wider and wider through Magician's explanation. At that last statement, he gasped aloud, sat up and turned to the other man. "You what?!? You kidnapped our master from Pharaoh? Are you out of your mind? You must send him back immediately!"

Magician rose from the bed and donned his robes. "I knew you wouldn't understand. You didn't feel the power. I am doing the right thing. I know what is best for Yugi!" Magician stormed from the room.

Siji felt real fear for the first time in ages. Something terrible had happened to his lover, something that changed the very core of his being. He was a much stronger monster than Siji; it would do no good to challenge him. And there was the master to think about. /Yugi! Where was he?/ Siji put on his rumpled leggings and over shirt and made his way up to the Pharaoh's chambers.

Long ago, Yami had cast a spell on the tower stairs. His duel monsters merely had to open the door to the stairs and they would be at the entrance to his room. Anyone or anything else would find a five-story stairwell littered with traps that they had to breach before reaching the entryway. Alarm spells would alert the room's inhabitant that company was coming.

Siji entered the Pharaoh's rooms and saw the Magician standing at the foot of the bed. A small lump was centered near the headboard, and the sheets rose and fell with the occupant's breathing. It was Yugi.

"Look at him, Siji. He is so small, so fragile and helpless. He is pure of heart; his soul is unblemished." Magician looked over at Siji as the warrior came closer. "This is right. This is the way it should be. He should be here, with us."

Magician's voice became more animated. "Do you remember what you said to me many years ago? Your only regret in joining with me?"

Siji remembered that night. It was the night he finally surrendered himself to the handsome magician. "I regretted that we could never have children." He was looking into Magician's eyes as he repeated the words from the past.

Magician came closer and cupped Siji's face in his elegant, long-fingered hands and gently touched their lips together. "This is our chance, beloved." He moved behind Siji and turned their bodies towards the sleeping child. "This is our chance to be a family. We will raise him as our own. I will teach him to use the magic within; you will teach him the ways of a warrior. He will be our legacy."

Siji allowed his lover to hold him as they watched over the child. The elf's features were serene as he listened to the Magician describe his vision of their future. But inside, he was weeping bitter tears for the loss of his only love.

The Dark Magician had gone mad. He must be stopped.