In every gender of demons, regardless of their species, there are two sub-categories: Alpha and Beta. Alpha demons are strong and independent, while Betas are their exact opposites.
It has been noted that Alpha males are attracted to submissive males; while Betas prefer more dominant partners, to the point where any type of control held over them is considered extremely arousing. The best way to attract a Beta is to use physical means to demonstrate your dominance; however not all Alphas will be attracted to submissive mates. Some Alphas are attracted to disobedience, as they feel the need to constantly exert there dominance.
No two Alphas will ever be happy together; and the same is said about two Betas. Any combination of these two sub category can produce a happy mating, so long as affection is shared equally between them.
That is why The Ritual was created.
Bakura stared at Ryou, trying to determine whether or not he was incredibly lucky or the opposite. He watched as Ryou grabbed Malik and Yuugi and jumped down to join him on the first floor, and as Ryou approached them, he decided.
He was one lucky ass.
In this generation there were only three rulers, and only one of them was a Beta. Judging by their journey here, that Beta (a.k.a. Ryou) was attracted to him. He could definitely use that to his advantage.
"You are to go to Marik's domain and await punishment."
The demon opened its mouth to protest, but a snarl from Ryou caused it to shut its mouth back closed. Standing up, the demon bowed once more, before scurrying off.
"Katsuya, what happened?" Ryou eyes immediately softened as his wings and horns were slowly sucked back into his body.
"Keh, bastard was planning to get fresh with Shizuka. He didn't appreciate it when I confronted him about it." the blond grimaced as he forced him self into a sitting position.
"Katsuya, I've told you many times, you can't say 'fuck you' to a demon. It's incredibly offensive, it only makes them angrier."
"That's why I say it."
Ryou sighed but slowly wound his thick tail around the blond, slowly lifting him off the ground. "Don't worry, I'll check on Shizuka, and you can rest in the infirmary."
"But, Ryou—"
"This is not up for discussion."
"Ryou," two pairs of eyes snapped over to glare at Yuugi. "Uh, um…" he trailed off nervously.
"Sorry, Yuugi, I didn't mean to startle you." both Ryou's and the blonde's eyes softened at Yuugi.
"It's okay, I was just…" he trailed off again not knowing how to say what he wanted politely.
"He wants to know what the fuck is going on." Malik cut in.
Ryou blinked slightly, before his eyes were filled with understanding.
"Why don't you ask me what you would like to know?"
"Who the fuck are you?"
Ryou gave a small smile at Malik's bluntness before replying, "I'm Lord Ryou Bakura, one of the rulers of this land."
"Why the fuck were you pretending to be a slave?"
"I needed to recruit new attendants for the palace, and I wanted to pick people who were trustworthy. However, I wouldn't have been able to judge you guys fairly, if you had known I was a demon."
"Why the fuck –"
"Malik, why are you swearing?" Yuugi interrupted him.
"Because this situation is confusing the fuck outta me!"
"Ryou, why did you choose me?" Bakura spoke.
Ryou turned beat red and began to fiddle with the cloth of his shirt. "Well, I thought you were a trustworthy person." he mumbled.
"We never said two words to each other before that."
Ryou blushed harder, as Bakura pointed out the truth. "Well, um, it's because…"
"Yes?" he prompted him.
"Wow, Ryou, does someone have a crush?" Katsuya teased.
Ryou blush only darkened.
Bakura smirked, patting Ryou on the head. "Well, I'm waiting for an answer."
"Moving on," Malik said, "Who are you?" he asked the blond.
"I'm Jounouchi Katsuya, and no I'm not a noble man. Feel free to call me Jou."
"Hi, Jou, I'm Yuugi and this is Malik and Bakura." Yuugi chirped, gesturing to the other two as he mentioned them.
"We should head to the infirmary." Ryou mumbled avoiding Bakura's gaze.
Slowly they began their trek, and after a few moments of silence began a light conversation. All of them carefully avoided the topic of why they were there.
"Lord Bakura, what happened?" an old demon asked as he approached them.
"Insubordination." Ryou said coolly as he passed Katsuya to the demon.
None of them missed the grimace of disgust the demon let out at contact with a human.
"I hope you can have him fully healed by the end of the week."
"Of course, my lord." The demon growled slightly as he placed Jou on the bed.
Ryou nodded his head, gesturing for the others to follow him out of the room.
"So, Malik, are there any more questions you'd like to ask me?" Ryou turned to the blond who had become strangely silent.
"Why did you trick us?"
"I already told—"
"But why us? You haven't explained that. You know who we are, but we can't say the same. How can we trust you after you lied to us! ?"
"Malik…" the hurt in Ryou's voice was clearly reflected in his eyes.
"Come off it, Malik." Bakura said.
"Excuse me? Aren't you mad? He lied to us; he pretended to be something he's not! He pretended to be our friend! And for what? ! To get a bunch of slaves to order around! I—"
Malik flew to the ground, and in his shock, raised a hand to his cheek.
"Sorry about that Malik, but you were working yourself into a frenzy."
"Yuugi, did you just—"
"Yes, but you're being unfair—"
"How am I being—"
"You haven't exactly told us the truth about yourself have you?" Bakura added.
Malik's eyes snapped over to him. "What are you implying?"
"Exactly what it sounds like. You're an Ishtar aren't you? One of the noble families that are being targeted right now."
"How did you—"
"I know your sister; she's the one that told me where you'd be."
"But she's—"
"I know," the two made eye contact and an understanding was made in that split second. "I came to get you. You're sister's dead."
Those two statements were lies, but what Malik didn't know, wouldn't hurt Bakura.
"Oh." he said blankly.
"Malik," Ryou spoke up, "I didn't mean to… I mean I wasn't… I—I—I don't know how to—" Ryou let out a pitiful sob as his eyes filled up with tears, and Yuugi spoke again.
"That's how you're being unfair. Ryou's our friend, he took care of us while we were there, I mean, without him we wouldn't have survived. It's just now, we know why and how he did that."
Bakura resisted the urge to snort, keeping a mask of indifference up. Malik wasn't being unfair, Yuugi was just under reacting. But that was probably his coping mechanism, pointless optimism.
Malik looked at Bakura again, and their understanding strengthened. Slowly he nodded to himself, before turning and hugging Ryou.
"I'm sorry, Ryou, I didn't mean it, I guess I'm just stressed."
"Really?" he whispered hopefully.
"Really." Malik gave him another bright smile, before hugging him again.
"Well, I brought you guys here to be personal attendants. If you have any problems, come to me and I promise to take care of them, okay?"
"Of course, Ryou, so who will we be attending?"
"I call this one!" Malik let out a cry as he was forced off his feet.
"Put me down, you ass!" he yelled as he began flailing his limbs wildly.
"Aren't you a feisty one?" another voice chuckled.
"Whoa! You look like me; and he looks like Malik!" Yuugi cried.
Yami chuckled again as he stepped out of the shadows and entered the corridor.
"I believe little one that it's the other way around."
"Who are yo—" Yuugi was cut off at the sound of Malik screaming.
"Son of a—"
"Aww, he even has a potty mouth!"
"Marik, put him down right now." Ryou ordered.
"But, Ryou."
"But Ryou, nothing! Now!"
Malik snarled at the demon as he was suddenly dropped on the floor. Glaring at Marik he snapped his leg out the second he was standing, sadly kicking the demon only caused his foot to hurt.
Marik smirked, "So, human, you want to play rough?"
"Depends, demon, do you think you can handle me?"
Marik let out a full blown laugh, "I can't wait to teach you a lesson."
"Marik," Yami spoke, "Why don't you leave that one with Ryou, and take the other one?" he gestured over to Bakura.
Marik gave Bakura the once over, before smirking. "Yeah, I could tap that."
Bakura sneered at him, flipping him the bird. "Not even in your dreams."
"That's because it only happens in your fantasies."
Bakura opened his mouth to respond, but was shocked to find fingers suddenly in the open cavity.
"That's right, suck it, bitch." Marik smirked. Gripping the back of his head, he forcefully shoved his fingers in and out of Bakura's mouth.
With a growl deep in his throat, Bakura bit down on the fingers. Surprisingly, Marik let out a moan and started going faster.
"Wow, Ryou, you really picked out a good cocksucker. He's really turning me—" Marik was interrupted when he found himself thrown to the ground.
"Like fuck I am."
"Oh, I can't wait to fuck you. I'd bet you'd look all pretty tied up; luckily for you, that blond over there will look much sexier." Making his way back over to Malik, Marik tossed him over his shoulder once he was in reach. "I want this one."
"Fine, Marik." Yami sighed. Walking over to Yuugi he bent down and held out his hand. "Will you come with me little one?"
Yuugi blushed, but nodded his head and took Yami's hand.
"Well it's decided then. Ryou, the last one will stay with you."
Ryou blushed refusing to meet Bakura's eyes; the moment of him tossing Marik to the ground playing over and over again in his mind.
"We'll see you later than." Yami nodded.
"Yeah, I can't wait to fuck this human straight through my bed."
"Like hell you will!"
Marik smirked and brought a hand up to firmly slap Malik's ass.
"Ow! Bastard, that hurt!"
"Don't hit him!" Yuugi cried.
"Well, Yami, it seems like he has more of a backbone than I originally thought." Marik purred slowly making his way over to the two.
"Stay the hell away from him!" Malik cried pounding on Marik's back.
"Marik, behave yourself." Yami said, placing himself between Yuugi and Marik.
"But, Yami!"
"Marik," Ryou spoke. "If you hurt either of them, you will be in so much trouble it's not even funny. They are to be attendants, not sex slaves. If I catch wind of either of you two fucking your attendants, there will be hell to pay."
Silence echoed in the room.
After a moment or two, both Marik and Yami burst into laughter.
"I'm sure you'll make us regret it, Ryou." Yami chuckled.
"What are you going to do? Withhold the sex?" Marik wheezed between breaths.
"I'm being serious!" his tail lashed out and stuck the ground. Marik (who dropped Malik to the ground once again) and Yami calmed down enough to walk over to Ryou.
"Don't worry, we won't fuck them. That's why we have you."
Ryou made a mutual sound of agreement as he was kissed senseless.
"Alright you two, shall we keep them in the Eye?" Ryou mumbled.
"Together?" Yami asked.
Ryou nodded his head.
"Fine, but first we should give them a tour of our domains." Marik grinned, walking back over to Malik.
"Marik," Ryou groaned, "he has legs, let him walk."
Grumbling Marik let Malik fall back to the ground, only to be caught by Yuugi.
"Thanks." he whispered, and Yuugi shrugged the gratitude off.
"Let's go, we're in the centre right now, and I control the east side of the palace." Marik smirked, dragging Malik behind him.
"Come, little one, we head west from here."
"Yami, his name is Yuugi."
Yami made a sound of acknowledgement, and continued lead Yuugi to his domain.
Ryou let out a sound of frustration, before his eyes landed on Bakura and his blush returned.
Bakura smirked. "Ryou, where are the kitchens?"
It was time to see what he had to work with.
TBC
Well, that didn't take nearly as long to update as I first expected. This is hard to write, I know what will happen in the middle, but not so much the beginning or end.
Another excuse is when I first planned this out, the rulers where brothers. Half way through the chapter I realized that was incest and decided to change it, which shifted the pairings from BR YY MM to… well I'm not going to tell. Figure it out yourselves.
Lastly, does anyone have any ideas for a new title? This one isn't appropriate anymore.
Hope you enjoyed the chapter!