Okay... so I've decided that I want to try something...very different from anything I've ever done before, but I think I can handle it...I hope.

And that something is...Yaoi.

Mobiumshipping to be exact.

*blushes crimson*

So, if and when you beautiful readers actually find me and this story (and I hope you will), don't criticize too harshly. No flames, no booing, no...stuff being thrown at me okay? I'm more of an OC writer but let's try something new.

(P.S.: Sis, if you read this (and I hope you don't)...then goodbye. I'm moving to Mexico as fast as I can, even if it's illegal. Period)

Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, end of story. The only one I own is my OC (because I can't resist) Irisa.

But anyways, here we go!

Title: We Once Were Lovers

Rating: M (for smut obviously...and some swearing)

Pairings: (Hmm where to start?) YYxYxA, YxA, YYxY, YYxA, OCxYY, OCxY, OCxA (I turned my poor OC into a slut... :"( a thousand pardons Irisa )

Summary: Since the Demon Atem just cannot help himself when it comes to his precious Yugi, as well as annoying Yami as an added bonus, there will be consequences...in the form of Irisa ShadowVeil, a strict, no-nonsense demoness. She will watch over him, making sure that he stays away from Yugi and Yami's relationship...but she soon finds it's easier said than done as Atem, Yami, an Yugi somehow worm their way in an out of trouble...and straight into her unbeating heart.

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Chapter 1- Probation and Atem

It was all quiet down in the Underworld.

Or at least, it would have been, if not for the yelling in the main hall.

"HOW MANY TIMES MUST I TELL YOU! THERE IS NO VISITING THE UPPER-WORLD JUST SO YOU CAN MAKE A BOOTY CALL TO AN UNSUSPECTING HUMAN!"

"But I was bored, and there was no one around for me to hold a conversation with. Except for you, but that's a futile effort in itself."

"NO EXCUSES!" Osiris roared, and if his skin had not already been blue, it would have been from the force of his defeaning yells. He banged the butt of his staff on the ground and glared down at his least-favorite demon, the ex-pharaoh Atem. Said demon had his arms crossed over his chest, crimson eyes filled with boredom, eyebrows raised. "Is that all you wish to discuss with me, Lord Osiris?" he asked sarcastically, " I do have things to do, even though I must say, standing here in front speaking with you is a great honor, oh great majesty of all demons."

The last sentence was positively dripping with sarcasm, which made a vein in the God's head twitch. He was so not in the mood for this right now. "Oh get out of my sight, you sorry excuse of a demon! Begone!" he bellowed, but then remembered why he had called Atem in the first place. "Halt Atem...I almost forgot what I was going to tell you before you rudely began to become a sarcastic twit," the God said calmly as Atem paused to hear whatever was on Osiris's mind. The Dead God paused for effect as Atem looked at him with amused detachment, and the immortal one smirked and said slowly, "You are on probation. As of now."

Atem's mouth dropped open, a rare sight for the haughty, slightly arrogant Pharaoh. It pleased Osiris to no end. "Probation?!" Atem sputtered, "For what?!"

Osiris fixed the demon with a stony glare. "I have warned you countless times that you are not to go up to the world above to visit your…human, lover, whatever. Demon slayers and sealers have been running amok and quite frankly, I'm tired of having to undo spells for reckless demons like you! So, in order to keep you in check, I've decided on a new plan of action." Osiris leaned his head on his open palm and looked down mockingly at the young demon. "I'm going to overlook your previous…problems, and allow you to visit the upper-world whenever you like."

Atem, who had kept his mouth shut for once, now allowed his mouth to flop open once more. He quickly regained his composure and stared at the Demon King suspiciously. "What's the catch?" he asked, a hint of venom in his voice, "Because with you, there is nothing you give for free."

Osiris laughed and raised an eyebrow. "How astute of you! Well done!" he remarked sarcastically, and this had Atem grinding his teeth in frustration. Would the old bastard just tell him what the catch was already? He should be with his habibi, making love…and making Yami jealous. He was seething with rage and irritation that he almost missed the God's next words, "…and she will be accompanying you everywhere you go…just in case."

Atem looked at him sharply. Who was he talking about? "Who are you talking about?" He asked with gritted teeth, and Osiris laughed. "Weren't you paying attention? I said, you are on probation, which means that I'll give you a second chance. However, your time on earth will be closely monitored by a supervision official. And I have just the person in mind." He turned his head and whistled. Ammit the Devourer came waddling out, alert and watchful. "Ammit, please bring her in. I wish to speak to her about her new, er, job position." Ammit nodded once and walked back into the shadows. After a moment of silence, both demon and god stared at each other with dislike. However, that moment did not last long, because the sound of footsteps brought their gaze to the darkness behind the pillars.

"My lord, you called for me?" A female voice resonated quietly through the hall, soft and yet commanding at the same time. Atem stiffened and turned his confused and incredulous gaze on the girl who just entered. Impossible...Osiris surely wasn't that cruel...or was he?

But it seems that the god was. A female demoness with long dark grey hair and scarlet eyes walked up to the dias, hips swaying ever so slightly. She stood at a respectful distance from both Osiris and Atem, and yet she radiated power that rivaled their own. Atem grimaced slightly and studied the demoness through narrowed eyes. Of all the rotten luck…

"Ah, Irisa, you grown far too beautiful for your own good," Osiris purred, and Atem had to fight back a retch. "Every time I see you it seems that you've become a beautiful young blossom." Atem rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. Stupid flattery. But the more he looked at her, the more he realized that the old bastard did have a point. Irisa was reasonably attractive. She had horns that were black and grey standing proudly on her head with the slightest of curves, skin the color of ashes, and her wings were black as night, folded neatly against her back. She wore an red armored dress with decorative black flames on the side that came down to about mid-thigh, as well as metal knee-high boots the same color, material, and design as her dress. Strapped to her back were two swords and at her waist was a black whip made of iron and onyx.

Her gaze slid over to meet his, revealing the black demon marking that ran around her left eye for the briefest of seconds, and then away as she looked up at Osiris. She smiled slightly and inclined her head at him. "Thank you for your praise my lord, but if we could get back to the matter at hand..," She said politely, raising a slim eyebrow at him.

"Ah yes!" Osiris exclaimed, and then turned to Atem. "Irisa, you've met the Pharaoh Atem, yes?" She nodded and shot the demon beside her another glance. "Yes…many years ago," she said quietly, lowering her gaze, and Atem noticed that she swallowed…as if she was nervous. His chest tightened in shame and guilt as he watched the subtle change in her stance…and again, it was his fault. He closed his eyes and took a calming breath, but it didn't help. If his heart was still beating, it would have been bursting out of his chest at the sight of her. She looked so different from when they had first met…and when he thought of her it was a constant reminder of what had become of her. How it had been his fault.

When he opened his eyes, she was looking at him out of the corner of her eye, and he felt a warn and gentle breeze caress his face. He stiffened, but then relaxed, the corners of his mouth lifting into a slight smile. She in turn allowed herself to smile gently, and he felt the knot in his chest ease somewhat.

I forgive you, she had whispered that night so long ago, Never think that I hate you for this choice…a choice that I made alone.

He would have rather she hated him, it would have been easier that way, but Irisa was stubborn that way. Too kind for her own good…and apparently that trait had followed her through transformation into a demon.

"Now, Irisa, I hate to burden you with so menial and revolting a task as what I'm going to assign you, but I can think of no one better suited to do it. You have a keen and dedicated mind, a gentle spirit, and a low tolerance for those who break the rules." Osiris said proudly, and Irisa inclined her head gratefully. "But in this desperate times, I'm sure you'll accept without any hesitation."

"What do you wish of me, my lord?"

Atem winced at her choice of words. That sounded so familiar…

"I need you to…babysit this ungrateful demon. I've given him the freedom to go about the Upper-World unhindered, but you see, he needs to be…supervised. For his safety."

Irisa blinked and turned her head to look at Atem, who was tapping his fingers nervously against his forearm. She fought back a smile and looked back at Osiris. "So you wish for me to accompany him while he is up there? As a bodyguard?" Well…he does have a record for getting himself in trouble, her mind whispered, and she ignored those traitorous thoughts. Back to the topic at hand, she told herself sternly.

"In a way…yes." Osiris stroked his chin thoughtfully and then looked down at the duo, leaning forward slightly. "But this is an important duty Irisa…think of the trouble you'll prevent! If was allowed to run wild, the calamities he would unleash on the Upper-World! All those humans!"

Atem shot the god a dirty look that was ignored, but Irisa caught it and almost burst out laughing. Atem may have been a trouble-maker, but he was not a loose cannon. It took all of her self control not to giggle at his affronted and offended expression, but she managed to stifle her laughter. She was a goddamn professional guardian! Get it together! She molded her features into a slightly apathetic expression and seemed to ponder the situation. "Well…I don't suppose it would hurt to accompany him on the Surface. But ah…how long would this…trip take? I have duties as a Guardian that I cannot shirk my lord. We are stretched thin as it is."

"Hmm…well, I suppose that is true…say about a week and a half?"

"A WEEK!"

The shout burst from Atem's throat unbidden, and both Irisa and Osiris stared at him in shock. Atem began to yell incoherently, and yet Irisa caught smatterings of his loud ramblings. The words ' my habibi' filled her mind, and almost instantly heart-wrenching pain filled her. They were going to visit Atem's human lover? Who was she? Well, it's not as if he loved you anymore. After all, he threw you away when you were both human, stupid. What use would he want of you now as demons? That acid voice in her mind made her throat clench in shame, and she fought back a wave of tears. No matter how mean the voice seemed to be, it's words rang true. 5000 years had passed, of course Atem had found a new love. It was not her place to question his decision.

So lost in her inner thoughts, she missed the argument between Osiris and Atem about the length of the visit, but when she looked up, they both were staring at her expectantly. Oh no…

"Is that all right with you Irisa? Four months?" Osiris said finally, and if she were a lesser demon she would have broken down in tears. Four months with a demon and his human lover? Watching over them?

She bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, warring with herself over the length of the visit. "I suppose…that is fine," she finished lamely, and out of the corner of her eye she saw Atem's face light up with joy. At his expression she felt her heart drop into her stomach.

"Well, now that is done and over with, you both may leave this hall to prepare anything you wish to take with you for the visit to the Upper-World. Irisa, if you need any weapons to take, feel free to look around the royal armory and take what you like. As a gift for your services."

She smiled tightly and bowed. "Thank you…my lord. Atem." She turned to him and bowed as well, before whirling sharply on her heel to walk stiffly out of the throne room, black tears beading on her eyelashes. Atem watched her disappear into the shadows and then too left the throne room silently, without even a sarcastic word to the god.

Osiris sighed after the two of them were gone and stroked his chin. "Those two make such a cute couple," he mused sadly to Ammit, "Yet fate tore them asunder and threw them back together again in such a difficult way. I don't wish to cause her pain…but there is no other I would trust with keeping him in line…"

With another sigh, Osiris snapped his fingers and he disappeared into the Duat as silently as a phantom.

Chapter 1 End

Word Count: 2486 words

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