Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Yugivania ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

Yugivania (Formerly Yet Another YGO Vamp Fic) By Sakura (L-sama no Miko)   Part 3: Ryou’s POV     I run away from the monster as fast as I can, praying to all the kami I can think of to save me from the same fate as my family. I had no desire to wind up as a meal for this thing. I duck into an alley blindly and am suddenly stopped by something.   “Go ahead, little one,” I hear as a pair of arms hold me tightly preventing any escape. “This mortal’s all yours.”   I tremble as I see the monster that was chasing me approach me. The moon appears from behind the clouds and I hear the kyuuketsuki gasp. I blink when I realize that this wasn’t the same monster that killed my family, but a smaller, somewhat innocent copy of him.   “What’s wrong, Yugi, pet?” I hear the one holding me ask when the smaller kyuuketsuki doesn’t stop staring at me in awe.   “He looks just like you, master,” Yugi says, his eyes wide with curiosity.   “Nani?!” the other asks then roughly spins me around. It is my turn to gasp and stare. I am looking at an exact copy of myself, though a much older, slightly taller and evil copy. “I do believe you’re right, my sweet. The resemblance is uncanny. Your name mortal,” he orders me.   I find it impossible to tear myself away from his derk eyes. “R-Ryou,” I reply in a shaky voice.   “Pretty name for a pretty boy,” my copy says, purring. “Pity I promised you to my fledgling. I’d very much like to see what you taste like, lovely Ryou.” I feel tears falling onto my cheeks as he strokes my neck.   “We’ll share, master,” the smaller kyuuketsuki says as he comes closer.   “P-Please don’t,” I whimper as I feel cold lips brush against my neck.   “And what do you think you’re doing with my dinner, Bakura?’ I knew that voice! It was the monster that destroyed my life.   “Bugger of Pharaoh!” spat my copy. “The little one has claims to him.”   “Oh really? Then why does the boy bear my mark?” my pursuer asks, a dangerous tone to his voice. “Show him, slave,” I hear him command.   I lower my head in shame. What that monster said was true. He had marked me. In fact he marked my entire family, the day we leased a bit of land from him and the other lords. I lift a shaking hand to my neck and move my loose hair aside so they could see the strange eye tattooed onto the skin.   “*Bleep*!” my copy curses. “Why didn’t you say you belonged to Yami, brat?!” I am too frightened to answer.   My family’s murderer smirks coldly. “I thank you for capturing my little runaway, but we must be going now,” he says wrapping his arms around me before I could recover and run off again. Before I knew it, I was being carried off towards the Kaiba mansion.     “You were very naughty, little slave,” my captor says. “You should be grateful I don’t punish you.”   He stares at me as I lie shaking on his western style bed, my hands tied to the headboard. His eyes narrow, then I realize he’s waiting for me to say something. “T-Thank y-you m-my lord,” I stammer, tears falling in rivers now.   “However,” he starts, “You did run, which means you would do so again.”   “N-Never, Y-Yami-sama!” I yell desperately.   “Silence! You will speak when I command you to.!” I cringe, backing up against the bed. “I’ll have to make an example of you so that any other of you foolish mortals should try to defy me.”   That monster! He said he wasn’t going to punish me! I close my eyes, not wanting to see whatever the daimyo (feudal lord) had planned. I hear him chuckle evilly then I am pulled forward so I am again lying on my back. He forces my legs apart and I start to whimper, now knowing what he had in store for me. I cry out as I feel his fangs sink into my thigh. In moments I am sucked into a stupor laced with pleasure as I hear the kyuuketsuki making sounds of approval as he drank my blood.   When I came to my senses, I found myself sucking greedily on the *bleep*’s wrist. I couldn’t tear myself away from the tasty liquid. I moan in protest as he shoves me away not so gently. “That’s enough, slave. You ran from me, so now should you do so again, you will spend an eternity being feared by the mortals. No one will want you now. No mortal will ever lover you for are as I am now. None of my kind will shelter you, for they’ll know you are mine as you bear my mark. And you will til the end of time.”   I raise my hands to my face and sob. I was just like this monster now. I had drunk his blood and was now forever banned from joining my ancestors in becoming a kami.   “You only brought this upon yourself,” I hear him say as he leaves and closes the door.   “Minna forgive me,” I whisper then lie down and cry myself to sleep.     I wake, and am grateful that my master is nowhere to be seen. I dress quickly and creep through the mansion, hoping to find an unguarded exit. A sudden wave of dizziness and extreme thirst grips me and I grip a nearby doorknob in an attempt to steady myself. I am startled when the door opens due to my leaning on it.   I stare at the two kyuuketsuki from last night as they feast on a brunette girl who had obviously fainted. My copy, Bakura I think Yami-sama called him, looks up and stares at me questioningly. I start to back away, frightened, only to suffer another wave of thirst.   I feel strong arms lift me and I find I am being placed in front of the girl. The younger kyuuketsuki pauses as my copy moves the girl closer to me. The little one looks at me, then smiles. “She’s yummy!” he says as he licks the blood off his lips. I start to shake, tears leaking from my eyes. I was so thirsty, but I just couldn’t bear to bring myself to drink the life fluid from the girl.   “If you don’t drink, lovely Ryou, it’ll only get worse and you’ll lose what sanity you have left,” my copy urges. I look at him, and am surprised to see such gentleness in his dark eyes.   “Drink, Ryou-chan,” the younger one says tugging at my sleeve. I realize that it was either let myself go mad and possibly die or do as they say. Steeling myself, I make a choice I know I’ll regret. I lift the girl to my face and plunge my newly formed fangs into to her soft skin.   The little one was right! She is delicious and I can’t help but hum in pleasure as I drink. I catch a glimpse at the smaller kyuuketsuki smiling at me before he too goes back to feeding on our shared meal. My copy surprises me by wrapping his arms around me, holding me close. “For what it’s worth, you have my sympathies. I can’t stand that *bleep* Pharaoh either,” he says, his lips barely brushing against my cheek.   “W-Why stay with him?” I ask when my thirst is sated.   “To make sure he doesn’t cause too much trouble for the rest of us,” my copy says. “You can come to us any time you like, lovely one,” he adds, brushing the remaining tears from my eyes. “Yugi and I will never harm you.”   “A-Arigatou,” I reply shyly as Yugi mimics his master and snuggles up to me. I shakily wrap my arms around him and feel myself calm down in their embrace. My eyes close and I begin to drift off.   After what seemed like hours, I feel my copy nudge me gently. I blink myself awake and look at him. “You’d better head back, tenshi. Pharaoh doesn’t like his ‘pets’ to wander off by themselves.” I nod, remembering all too well my master’s temper.   “It won’t be so bad, Ryou-chan,” Yugi says as I start to leave “You have us now.” I smile sadly at the little one’s kind words. Why were they being so kind? Didn’t Yami-sama say that no kyuuketsuki would help me as long as I bore his mark?   “Just where have you been?!” my tormentor shouts as I enter the room I had awoken in. He was sitting on the bed, his arms crossed. His eyes narrowed as he waited for me to explain.   “N-Nowhere Yami-sama. I-I was t-thirsty. Y-You’re w-weren’t h-here…”   “Enough, slave!” I whimper as he stands and grabs my chin and stares into my eyes. “Have you fed enough?” he asks. I nod and he lets go. “Good. You won’t leave this room without me again will you.” It was not a question. I nod again.   I yelp as I am roughly shoved and fall face forward onto the bed. “Strip,” the kyuuketsuki commands. I shake as I leap to obey, clamping my eyes shut as he begins to remove his clothes as well. “You will look at me,” he commands again, his breath next to my ear. I force my eyes open and see a very naked Yami-sama before me. “Never ever turn your eyes from me again.”   He then shoves me back onto the bed, this time I am lying on my back. “Lie down at the middle and raise your arms.” I only hesitate for a second, frightened by the hard look in my master’s eyes. “Good boy,” he says as if he were addressing a favorite dog, which I practically was. “You’ll find I can be gentle if you’d just behave.” Tears start to flow again as he lies on top of me, pressing his lips to mine.     In spite of being forced to be a slave to that *bleep* of a kyuuketsuki, my life at the Kaiba mansion wasn’t as bad as I had originally thought. Bakura-sama and Yugi had become my one comfort as I would spend every available moment I could with them. Yami-sama would torture me if I got back to his room too late, but thank the kami it wasn’t too often.   How I envied their loving relationship. Bakura-sama was so kind and gentle toward his little fledgling whereas my own sire was, well he wasn’t nice. “Pharaoh being too rough with you again?” Bakura-sama asks, breaking the silence.   “I wish I was yours, Bakura-sama,” I say, snuggling against him when he pulled me into his lap.   “So do we, lovely one,” he replies. He shocks me by kissing me, his tongue brushing against my lips. I glance over at Yugi who doesn’t seem fazed by this at all. Instead he smiles and wraps his arms around us and begins to nibble gently at my neck. I can’t help but moan in pleasure as Bakura-sama deepens the kiss.   “Aishiteru,” I breathe as the two kyuuketsuki push me back onto the bed and begin to remove my clothes.   “Aishiteru mo,” Yugi says before kissing me deeply. Bakura-sama smiles as he removes the rest of our clothes.   The next few hours were the most wonderful I’ve had since childhood. Lying in their arms, I felt so happy, so safe as if Yami-sama was nothing more than a horrible, horrible nightmare. If only that were true. Sensing that if I didn’t leave now, I’d be in serious trouble again. I reluctantly forced myself to rise and dress quickly. “Do you have to go?” I hear Yugi ask sleepily.   I sigh sadly. “Yes, Yugi, I do. Yami-sama’ll beat me if I don’t get back immediately.”   “You’re staying,” Bakura-sama says, grabbing my wrist as I reach for the door.   “But Bakura-sama,” I start.   “I don’t care if that *bleep* marked you or not. You’re not his. You’re not some toy he can toss around!” he says, pushing me into a chair as he starts to dress.   “We’ll help you, Ryou-chan,” Yugi says, hugging me.   “But he marked me,” I protest.   “It doesn’t matter, Ryou,” Bakura-sama says angrily. “Who would you rather be with? Us or him?” I didn’t need to answer him, he already knew. “Look, Ryou, you’re staying and that’s that.” I could only sigh, there was no arguing with either of them. They were determined to keep me and I couldn’t help but feel a bit excited and ecstatic that they cared for me so.   “I asked Marik-sama to help,” Yugi says, “He said that he normally wouldn’t interfere, but I told him how he treats you, how he tries to starve you and all and he got really mad and said he’ll talk to Yami-sama.”   Marik-sama? Who was that? I had been living in the Kaiba mansion for months, but I’ve yet to hear of or meet this Marik-sama. “He’s the one who made Yami, me and the other daimyo,” Bakura-sama explains upon seeing my confused expression. “You could say, he’s our father.”   “Will he really help?” I ask, hoping I’d soon be free of Yami-sama for real.   Before either of them could say anything, the door flew open and I screamed as a very angry Yami-sama stormed in. “You’ll pay dearly for interfering tomb robber!” he shouts. He starts to grab Yugi and I leap onto him, desperately trying to protect the little one.   “P-Please Yami-sama, don’t hurt him! It’s my fault!” I cry.   “I’ll deal with you soon, slave!” He throws me off and I go sailing into Bakura-sama who catches me before I could hit the floor.   “That’s enough, Yami!” I hear a new voice shout. I whirl around and see a rather handsome tan, blond kyuuketsuki standing in the doorway. “Or would you like a lesson to go with that warning I gave you?” he says, smirking.   I gulp along with my master, not liking that smirk one bit. Yami-sama glares at me and I duck behind Bakura-sama. “He won’t be hurting you anymore, little one,” the new daimyo says to me, ruffling my hair. “Though I can see why he’d want you all to himself.”   “Don’t even think it, Marik,” Bakura-sama growls, putting himself between us.   “Easy, my friend. I have no need for a new pet, not matter how pretty,” he says backing away. He then turns back to Yami-sama. “You’ve been warned, Pharaoh. Don’t make me repeat myself. You know what happened to the last one of us to disobey me.”   Yami-sama gulped again. “Hai, Marik,” he says, glaring at us as he walked by.   “You just love to cause trouble don’t you, ‘kura?” Marik-sama says, smiling.   “Only if it makes that *bleep* miserable,” he replies, sitting down on the bed and pulling me down with him.   Marik-sama chuckles as Yugi joins us and I feel someone’s hand slip beneath my clothes, making me squeak in surprise. “I’ll leave you to your fun. Just don’t let the young ones stay up too late.”   “Yes, dad,” Bakura-sama mumbles as he lies down, letting us have full access to his body.   “Arigatou,” I say, tears of joy falling onto his face.   Bakura-sama smiles as he wipes away the tears. “You should be thanking Yugi. He’s the one who thought of asking Marik.”   “Arigato, Yugi.”   “I did it for you Ryou-chan. I wanted you to be happy,” he says nuzzling my neck.   “I am,” I reply. “As long as I can stay with you, I’m happy.”   “Good, because we’re never letting you go,” Bakura-sama says, pulling me into a passionate kiss. Yugi starts to remove his master’s clothes and I smile, helping my smaller lover by removing his clothes, eager to experience their love once more.   Afterwards, I am the last to fall asleep, safely tucked between Bakura-sama and Yugi, my lovers’ smiles the last thing I see before sleep wraps me in its embrace.         Bakura: Onna!!! Give me one good reason why I don’t feed you to my Morphing Jar!   Sakura: I keep Yami from ruining your quality time with Yugi.   Bakura: Good point. Just don’t EVER do that to Ryou again!   Sakura: Your wish is my command oh King of Thieves. I just had to do it this once to make the story work. Anyhoo, please tell me whatcha think minna. If I get enough reviews, I may write another chappie.   Yami: Ra help us all if she does.   Sakura: I heard that Pharaoh.