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Title: Angels and Demons: A Twisting Love
Author: The Homunculi Twins
Beta: NONE at the MOMENT
Genre: ROMANCE/THREESOME/ANGST/ABUSE/ADVENTURE/FAMILY/FRIENDSHIP
Story/Anime: Yu-Gi-Oh!
Rating: T for now
Summary: The war between Angels and Demons came to an end. Pharaoh Atem's lover is having strange, haunting dreams about a young boy being abused by none other then the notorious Rebellion leader Ushio. What happens when said boy appears out of no where with Jōnouchi, High Priest Seth and Seto's husband, younger sister show up in the Palace Gardens? And why does Mālik, Ryou, and Jōnouchi seem to know the boy?
Warning: Threesome, language, yaoi
Pairings: MOBIUMSHIPPING, BAKUSHIPPING, CASTLESHIPPING, SAINITYSHIPPING!
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Chapter One
~Somewhere in Heaven~
A loud slap resonated through out the stone room. A boy, who looked to be no older then twelve, but was actually twenty years old, fell to the floor. The boy's skin was pale; paler then the norm. Once, bright joy-filled amethyst eyes that sparkled with youth and happiness, were dull and life-less. Not a hint of life was to be seen in those eyes. His once spiky black hair, with a dark purple crown and yellow bangs that hung around his face were dirty. To his side hung two once pure white wings, now lying limply at his side. Feathers had been torn out of the wings, and the one on the right looked broken, as it was lying on the floor dejectedly, while the other was slightly raised.
Above the boy stood a man with dark brown hair that pointed outwards. Behind his back, there were two black bat-like wings. Beady black eyes stared at the boy on the floor. With a snort, the man kicked the boy in the gut. The tri-colored teen didn't make a sound as the steel-toed boot buried itself deep into his stomach.
The man above him sneered in disgust. "Pitiful. You Angels are supposed to be strong, but this proves that WEare far more superior and stronger then you" the man said, giving the boy another kick as if to prove his point.
"Enough, Ushio. I said we wanted him to be tortured, not killed" a voice said from above the man, Ushio, said. Ushio looked up, and spotted a man with dark green hair and bright golden eyes standing in a doorway, 30 feet above Ushio's head. Ushio sneered.
"Shut up. What the hell do you want anyways? I thought I still had another hour with him" Ushio snapped, angered that this damn angel came in and interrupted his feeding time. The man above him snorted, before he summoned his own wings. His wings were a beautiful color, a light, golden color that sparkled in the sunlight when he let his nearly the thirty foot long wings flare out behind.
The man jumped off the balcony, holding out an Egyptian Ankh in front of him as he gently glided down to where Ushio stood. Narrowing his dark, beetle black eyes, the Demon hissed in anger and pain, dropping to all fours. He desperately crawled away from the Ankh that burned his flesh and sent his mind spiraling towards madness.
"How dare you bring that wretched thing near me Angel!" Ushio screamed, foaming coming off the side of his mouth. The man smirked in triumphant, as he walked closer to the pain-wracked body of the Demon.
"I dare, demon, because you are in my territory. I dare, because I know that you would attack me without hesitation in order to escape and meet up with your 'friends'" The man said, golden eyes dancing with hatred; those eyes that held a pleased look inside of the golden iris' as he watched the Demon wither in pain. "It would be…wise to not speak back to me" the man hissed angrily, tossing the large Ankh onto the Demon's body.
Ushio screamed in pain as the Ankh burned his flesh; he withered on the floor, desperately trying to get the damn thing off of him while the Angel above him laughed manically.
This went on for another few minutes, before the Angel grew bored and took the Ankh off of the man. He watched as Ushio panted for breath, before leaping to his hands and feet and scurrying into a corner to wait off the after effects of the Ankh.
The man scoffed in disgust, before turning his attention down to the young boy on the floor. Reaching down, he grasped the boy by his hair, yanking the boy's head up so that the boy was staring with unseeing eyes into the older man's eyes.
The man snarled as he saw how broken the boy was, and that he still refused to tell them anything.
"You little bitch" the man hissed, slapping the boy in the face, "why the Hell aren't you talking? We've been at this for 3 years...and all you have to do is tell me where the three traitorous Angels are."
The boy stared at him, not making a sound. This angered the man to know end. Yelling in frustration, he picked up the boy and threw him against a wall. The boy made no sound as his head hit the wall with a sickening 'CRACK', before he slid to the floor. Blood trickled down his face.
"Astrale Geister! Angriff das Junge!" the man shouted. From behind him, dark shadow's swirled around him, before they rushed at the boy. The boy was lifted upwards as the shadows began to attack him, both inside and out. Blood splattered against the walls as the shadows tore at the boy. Still no sound escaped the boy's lips.
"Scheiße! Warum pflegt Sie Schrei, Junge?" the golden eyed man shouted in anger. Ushio watched with narrowed eyes as the Shadow's continued with their assault. The man growled, before he recalled his shadows. He walked over to the boy, grabbing him by his shoulders and bringing his face closer to the boys.
"This would be a lot easier, Junge, if you would just tell me where the hell they are" the man hissed in his face, before he dropped him onto the floor unceremoniously. He turned to Ushio, who was still pressed against the wall.
"Come Demon. I have some fresh fear for you" the man snapped, before he flew up to the door that was still open. Ushio looked up at him, then back at the prone figure on the floor, before un-flaring his wings and flying after the demented Angel.
Neither Angel nor Demon noticed the silent tears that started to stream from the boys amethyst eyes.
~Egypt; Palace~
It was quiet inside the Royal Palace. Ra had just started to rise, and with him, the slaves and servants began to stir. That is, until an ear piercing scream resonated throughout the entire palace.
In the Pharaoh's chambers, a teen with spiky black hair that was crowned with dark red tips that had yellow lightning bolts shooting up into the dark black hair, and yellow bangs that framed his face sat up. Fear etching into his pale face. A scream erupted from his throat; his crimson-violet colored eyes wide with fear. Besides him, a man who looked just like him, only with tanned skin, sat up quickly at the scream. He turned his crimson colored eyes upon his lover of three years, who was clutching his head, his eyes screwed shut as tears poured out of them. Alarmed, the tanned man placed a hand onto the others shoulder, and instantly whished he hadn't.
The other let out another ear piercing scream, jumping in fright. The pale boy turned pain filled orbs onto his lovers', and almost instantly calmed. With a cry, the pale boy latched himself onto the older boy's shirt, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Yami! What happened?" the tanned one exclaimed, just as the door burst open, revealing 4 very pissed off men.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WITH ALL THE FUCKING SCREAMING!" a man with messy white hair, tanned skin, and cold sapphire blue eyes shouted. A man who mirrored the first, but with pale skin and soft, chocolate brown eyes, gently tugged on the older boy's sleeve.
"Akefia …" he started, but was cut off when a man with tanned skin, hard cerulean eyes and dark brown hair snapped, "There are people trying to sleep, Ra damnit!" he shouted.
"Seriously! What the hell is so damn important that you have to go screaming your bloody head off so early in the fucking morning?" a psychotic looking man with platinum blonde hair that stuck up in different directions and dark lavender eyes demanded. Behind the three that had yelled stood the young albino, a boy with light brown hair with honey brown eyes and pale skin, and a teen that looked almost exactly like the psychotic looking boy, but with straighter looking hair then the others. They all shook their heads, reached up, and smacked their respective lovers on the back of the head.
"Ow!" was the only thing heard as they all clutched their throbbing craniums. "What was that for?" they asked. The three sighed.
"Because, Akefia, if you hadn't noticed, Yami's crying on the bed!" Ryou, the white-haired teen, said.
"Seriously, why don't ya get yer heads together an' look 'round ya, an' see de obvious!" Jōnouchi, the brown haired, honey eyed teen said.
"Mariku, what the hell is wrong with you! Barging in here with out seeing if they were even awake!" Mālik, the tanned, platinum blonde teen scolded.
Atem rolled his eyes as his friends started to get into a small argument with their lovers, before turning his attention back to his lover. His heart twinged painfully at the condition of his lover. His already pale face was paler then before, his crimson-amethyst eyes far away. Yami was shaking uncontrollably, a thin layer of sweat making his skin shine. Atem was about to say something, when he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. Looking up, he saw a teen that looked exactly like Mariku and Mālik, but only with lavender-crimson colored eyes, holding a cup of water in his hands.
"When ever Mālik gets upset about something, Mariku or I go and get him something to drink. I thought that this might help Yami too" Marik said, his eyes sympathetic. Atem nodded his head gratefully and took the cup. Marik could be pretty…crazy, at times, but his heart is in the right place when ever something happened to one of his close friends.
"Thank you, Marik" Atem said his voice grateful. He then gestured to the arguing couples "Would you mind getting the others out of here? I want to try to calm Yami down a bit" Atem asked. Marik smirked and nodded, before mock bowing.
"Of course, Pharaoh" Marik taunted, before skipping next two his two arguing lovers. Bending down, he whispered something in their ears, causing Mālik to blush and Mariku to smirk. Mariku yanked on Mālik's arm, dragging him out of the room, mostly likely to their own room. Marik then made his way over to Bakura, grabbed him by the ear, and whispered something in his ear. Bakura gaped, before he to smirked. Releasing Bakura, he walked up to Seth and whispered something into his ear. Within a second, Atem's room was completely empty, save for himself, Marik, and Yami.
Marik turned around, mock saluted, before he skipped/ran out o f the room.
Atem sighed.
Sometimes, hanging out with all of his friends was just too much. Looking down, his heart tightened with sadness as he saw Yami was still shaking with fear.
"Oh, Habibi…what's wrong?" Atem asked, concern etching onto his tanned features. His lover sniffed, and sat up, rubbing his crimson-violet colored eyes. Atem reached out a hand, tenderly wiping away the stray tears that escaped from his lovers eyes. Yami closed his eyes, leaning into the soft embrace.
"Habibi…are you ok?" Atem asked after a moment of silence.
Yami was silent for a few minutes, making Atem think that he had fallen back asleep, as his eyes were closed, when Yami opened them and stared into dark crimson orbs.
"I dreamed about that little boy again…" Yami whispered, his normally powerful voice sounding so lost and broken. Atem's heart clenched, not only at his lovers tone of voice, but also at the mention of the boy.
Lately, Yami had been dreaming of a boy with bright amethyst colored eyes being tortured by a traitorous demon named Ushio for a few weeks now. Atem wrapped his arms around Yami, who buried his face into Atem's well toned chest.
"Do you want to tell me about it, or do you want to have the others in here to?" Atem asked. Yami hesitated, before he nodded his head. "I want the others to be here, since their going to be asking why I was screaming" Yami said, a small smile. Atem smiled, laughing softly as he hugged Yami. Although he would never admit it, Atem knew that Yami was greatly disturbed by these frequent dreams. They always showed the same thing; a small boy, who looked no older then twelve, getting tortured by the demon Ushio. Every time Yami dreams about the Little One, as they had started to dub him, Yami said that his eyes would start to lose their life in them.
They didn't know much about the Little One, only that he was an Angel of some sorts with bright amethyst colored eyes. Other then that, they knew absolutely nothing about the Little One. They had asked their Angel friends, but they had replied that there were lots of people in Main Heaven had amethyst colored eyes.
"Hey guys?" Yami asked, "Can I ask you a question real quick?"
"Seems like you already did, Mini Pharaoh" Akefia said, causing Bakura, Mālik, Mariku, Marik, and Jōnouchi to snicker. Ryou scowled, smacking Akefia and Bakura on the back of the head, while Atem, Seth, and Seto smacked Mariku, Marik, Mālik, and Jōnouchi on the heads.
"Ow!" the six men cried, clutching their heads.
"Be nice you two, or you're not getting anything for a month!" Ryou snapped. Akefia and Bakura paled at that thought, before they nodded their heads so fast, it looked like it was going to snap off. Seth snorted turning to look at Yami, who had a small smile on his face. Seto glanced at his cousin, taking in the bags underneath his eyes, and how pale his normally slightly tanned skin was.
"What's wrong Yami?" Seto asked, genuine concern in his voice. The question caught everyone's attention, and they all turned to the small Demon teen. Everyone saw the worried and haunted look in Yami's crimson-amethyst colored eyes. Atem walked over to Yami, placing a hand on his shoulder and giving him an encouraging smile. Yami gave a weak smile, before turning his attention to his friends. Taking a deep breath, knowing this wasn't going to be easy, the young 'Queen' of Egypt began.
"As you all know, I have the gift of foresight that does not require the aid of the Millennium Necklace," Yami began. Everyone in the room nodded, tensing slightly.
They all knew of Yami's gift, how he only received them every once and a while. They knew that when Yami spoke of his Sight, something was going to happen.
"For the past few weeks, I have been receiving Visions of the same thing; visions of a young boy, who looked no older than twelve Summers...in the company of Ushio." Silence.
Yami was mildly impressed that no one had started screaming ye-
"WHAT?"
Never mind.
"What the hell? Is that Ra forsaken bastard back for some more ass kicking?" Akefia snarled, punching his fist into his palm. Besides him, both Bakura and Seto paled slightly, placing a hand on their slightly swollen stomachs.
The twenty-two and twenty year old demons were pregnant; Bakura was three months, almost four, while Seto had just reached the second month.
Akefia, Ryou, Seth, and Jōnouchi sensed their lovers fear, quickly pulled them into reassuring hugs.
"I don't-"
"When I see that bastard, I'm going to tear him limb from limb, before feeding him to the lions" Marik fumed, his eyes narrowed.
"I'll be right besides you Marik. He's caused to much shit in our lives to be left alive" Seth snarled, his grip on Seto tightening.
All three Angels looked confused.
"Uhh…who's Ushio?" Jōnouchi asked, voicing the very question that was rattling around in the Angel's brains. Marik's jaw tightened.
"He's the demon that led the Rebellion against Atem when he first took the thrown" Marik said, anger in his crimson-lavender eyes. The other demons also had anger and hatred in their eyes.
"You mean the one that nearly killed you and Bakura!" Ryou gasped, looking between his lover and Marik. They both nodded, both visibly tense. Ryou's grip around Bakura's waist tightened slightly, although he was still being gentle because of the baby. Akefia's eyes hardened. Mariku and Mālik both held onto one of Marik's arms.
"So what the hell does this mean Yami" Seth snapped, angered by the very mention of Ushio's name.
Yami sighed. "As I said, I've been having dreams about Ushio torturing a small boy with amethyst colored eyes. He looks to be about twelve, maybe even thirteen years old with what I can see. He's definitely not human, as I can see wings that hung across his back." Here Yami hesitated.
"Go on," Ryou spoke encouragingly. Yami closed his eyes.
"And...and he looks like an Angel," Yami whispered. The three Angels in the room gasp, their eyes widening.
/An Angel…with amethyst colored eyes? No…it can't be…/ Ryou thought, unknowingly having the link open. Bakura and Akefia looked at Ryou strangely.
"What do you mean 'No…it can't be', Ry?" Bakura asked. Ryou glanced up, and blushed as he saw everyone looking at him.
"Uh…w-well…uh..."Ryou stuttered, his blush deepening. Mālik sighed.
"What he means is that we had a friend of ours who looked a lot younger then he actually was. He…he also had amethyst colored eyes…" Mālik said. Jōnouchi nodded.
"He's da one w're always talkin' 'bout. Da one dat helped us escape from de Main Heaven" Jōnouchi said, his honey brown eyes sad. Ryou nodded.
"His name is-was Yugi" Ryou said softly. No one missed the mess up.
"Was?" Atem asked. Tears started to fill Ryou's eyes, though the teen quickly blinked them away.
"The last time we saw Yugi, was when he, Amane, mine and Ryou's sister, and Serenity, Jōnouchi's younger sister, yelling at us to get through the portal" Mālik said.
"It was da' day we 'ad decided ta escape from the Main 'Eaven; we were bein' chased by a thousan' g'ards an' Lords of 'Eaven. We 'ad almost made it ta the portal Yug an' Amane 'ad created fer us. An' den…boom…one of de higher Lords who were chasin' us, sent out an attack of some sort…didn't really know what, 'cause we were runnin' fer our lives an' all, and Yug' an Serenity an' Amane were-"Jōnouchi started, but got choked up at the mention of his sister and best friends. Jōnouchi closed his eyes, tears threatening to fall. "Dey was caught in da blast. An...an' while neither I nor Mal an' Ry know what dat spell was, we all knew dat nothin' escaped dat blast alive." Jōnouchi managed to choke out, his throat thick with unshed tears. His lovers wrapped the sobbing brunet in a comforting embrace.
Mortified looks passed along the Demon's. They had known that Jōnouchi, Ryou, and Mālik had all taken a major risk by leaving Heaven to be with the ones that they loved, but they didn't think that the High Angels would resort to killing their own kind.
Bakura looked down when he felt something trembling, and saw salty tears streaming down his lovers face. Usually hard crimson-brown eyes softened in sympathy, as he wrapped his own arms around the smaller boy. Akefia noticed the movement, and saw Ryou buried his face into Bakura's white shirt. He placed a hand onto Ryou's shoulder, in a small form of comfort.
Mālik was taking deep breaths as he attempted to calm down; it had been years since the last time he had cried, and damn it, he wasn't starting now! Even though he repeated that phrase in his mind over and over again, he still clung onto Mariku and Marik. His older lovers gazed at him with sadness, but both had an arm wrapped around the smaller boys' waist.
Atem and Yami looked at each other, sorrow whirling around in those similar eyes of their's.
All of the Demon's here knew what it was like to lose someone close to them.
"Were you all close? To Yugi, Amane, and Serenity, I mean" Yami asked softly. Ryou looked up at Yami, a weak smile on his face. He wiped his eyes, before replying.
"Y-Yeah…we were…We were all cousins" Ryou said. Jōnouchi and Mālik nodded.
The Demon's blinked in surprise, and were instantly their anger skyrocketed to new levels. How dare those Angels ripe their lovers/friends family apart!
"H-How old were they?" Akefia asked, sounding kind of nervous.
"Well…Yug' was de same age as Ry an' Mālik at the time…so dat make him to be 'bout…nineteen now" Jōnouchi said. Mālik snorted.
"He always looked like he was about ten years old, though, and he definitely acted like it at times" Mālik said. Ryou and Jōnouchi all chuckled weakly.
"He hated it when we would make fun of his height" Ryou said. Jōnouchi nodded in agreement.
"And Serenity and Amane?" Mariku asked.
"Well, Serenity was 'bout twelve at de time…so she'd be bout sixteen I thin'" Jōnouchi said.
"And Amane was fifteen at the time, so she'd be nineteen years old now" Ryou said. Atem raised an eyebrow at this explanation.
"Wait…so…does that mean that you're…triplets? Since Mālik and you are twins and all" Akefia asked stupidly. Ryou giggled while Mālik rolled his eyes.
"No Akefia. We just happen to be siblings with the same parents, born on the exact same day, at the exact same time. That SO doesn't make us triplets" Mālik said, his voice laced with sarcasm. Akefia glared at Mālik as everyone started to laugh, the tension in the room lifting.
Ryou looked over at Jōnouchi and Mālik, smiling. It'd only been three years since they had left, but the scars of watching their loved ones die was still fresh. Nevertheless, Ryou knew that with his brother and cousin, that wound would eventually heal, and the three Angels would never forget about the sacrifices that their family made for them.
Jōnouchi sat up, and wiped his eyes, before a thought came to his head.
"Wait…Yams…ya said that de Angel had amethyst colored eyes, righ'?" Jōnouchi asked. Yami nodded.
"Didn't we just go over this, Puppy? When we had that whole conversation about your cousins?" Seto said, sighing. Jōnouchi scowled at his lover, but kept his temper in check, as Seto was pregnant and all.
"I ain't no puppy Seto" Jōnouchi growled before redirecting his attention to Ryou and Mālik. "Ry, Mālik, aren't only 'Igh Nobles orn wid amethyst colored eyes?" Jōnouchi asked. Ryou and Mālik blinked, before gasping.
"Your right Jōnouchi! Only the Higher of the Seven Lords of Heaven are born with that kind of eyes" Ryou exclaimed. Mālik paled at the thought. The Demon's looked confused.
"What do you mean?" Marik asked.
"You all know about the Seven Lords of Heaven, right?" Mālik asked. When he received nods of confirmation, he continued. "All Angels are taught when we are young about the Seven Lords; the Two Main Houses and the Five Middle Houses. Each house has a unique eye color that is said that was bestowed upon the families by the Gods themselves. Jōnouchi's house has the honey gold eyes; the eyes of Wealth, prosperity and Wisdom. Ryou and my father's house had the lavender eyes; the eyes of Royalty, magic, and Mystery. Our mother's house had the eyes of chocolate; Earth, Order, Convention, and Neutrality. Then there was the house of the pink eyes; love and beauty.
"The Red eyes was Action, confidence, Courage, and Vitality. The eyes of White- purity, cleanliness, and Healing. Finally, the last of the eyes where those with the Amethyst eyes; the color Spiritual, Magic, Feeling, Sensitivity, and Loyalty." Mālik explained.
"Our Father's house and Yugi's House where said to have been descended from a pair of brothers; hence why our House and Yugi's House have similar eye color." Ryou said, his own chocolate brown orbs closed in fear.
"Yug's 'Ouse an' Mal's an' Ry's 'Ouse are da top of da top; the two Main 'Ouses of 'Eaven, while Ry's mom's 'Ouse an meh own 'Ouse or somew'ere in-between; not da lowest, but not de 'ighest of da 'Ouses," Jōnouchi offered helpfully. Mālik and Ryou nodded.
"It was also how you could tell a True Noble from one who was from the Ärmste district," Mālik said.
"It's been like dat since de Emi-Jono Wars" Jōnouchi said.
"So…what's important about that?" Bakura asked.
Atem sighed. "What's important about that is because if the person in Yami's visions does have amethyst colored eyes, it means that someone of high importance has been captured by Ushio" Atem said.
Seth's eyes widened in realization. "And if the Angels think that we have one of their Lords-"Seth started.
"Then another war between the Angels and the Demons might break out" Seto finished, his face grim. The others eyes widened in realization. The last Angel-Demon war was over five thousand years ago, and over half of Egypt and Heaven had been destroyed in the outcome.
"Shit" Bakura said, summing up everyone's thoughts on the matter.
Yami smiled at the memory, his arms tightening around his lovers' waist. Yami yawned, and closed his crimson-amethyst colored eyes, as he slowly dropped into a dreamless sleep.
Atem smiled down as he saw Yami fall asleep. He kissed the top of his husbands head softly, before burying his face into Yami's hair. 'Soft...'Atem thought sleepily. Sifting his body so that he was laying on his back, with Yami's head resting on top of his chest, Atem closed his eyes.
Within a few minutes, the teen joined his lover in blissful sleep.
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"Astrale Geister! Angriff das Junge!" German for 'Astral Spirits! Attack the boy!' i did not use google translate. I use it's a better german translator site xD
Scheiße Warum pflegt Sie Schrei, Junge?' means- SHIT! Why won't you scream boy? In German
Habibi- Lover in Egyptian
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