A/N: I don't own Yugioh! I made this chapter longer than usual 'cause my
other one was so short. So.enjoy!^_^
WHY THIS CHAPTER IS IMPORTANT! Neko Oni Chan had so kindly written a Seto/Joey lemon for me. I'd really appreciate it if people would read the hard work she put in. Thank you! (and thanx Neko Oni Chan!)
~*~
Murmurs tumbled through the crowd---soft, quiet, awed, and with a hint of fear and disbelieve.
'Did you hear? Yami beat Pegasus in an all out battle!'
'Did he really? But he's so young!'
'I know.still, he _is_ one of the strongest of our kind.'
'True'
'I guess that makes him our king.'
'Yeah, but I don't like the idea of someone as young as he to rule over me.'
A cloaked figure veiled into the dark corners of the street growled silently; it was not their right to decide who should control and who should not. Their opinion didn't matter to him---he was the victor.he was the king.
The being slipped out from his blackened concealment and dashed toward the ancient stone monuments, far out into the outskirts of the demon civilization. He needed peace, and the low mumbles of those of _kinship_ wasn't helping him at all.
"Yeah right," the individual grumbled as he made his way over patches of sickle, dried grass that flew past him in an outrageous blur. "Some kind of kinship. They'll probably plan to overthrow me as soon as they gather enough support."
A bolt of lightning pierced the bleak, rolling clouds ahead, followed by a clap of thunder that boomed in a receding echo. But the masked figure took no notice, for weather like this was typical in the vampire kingdom. Besides he was almost there.
Large, gray structures zoomed into sight, their faces eroded over the millennia. Splotches of deep green moss clung to them, dominating the meticulously carved calligraphy beneath. Several parts of the monuments had broken off, the pieces lying carelessly on the untouched dirt.
The cloaked creature landed softly on one of the massive constructions, surveying his vicinity with a weary sigh. It was so peaceful here---no other demons around, no cries of mortals---in fact, he felt more tranquil than he had in a long while.
A cool breeze welcomed his presence, blowing back the hood to reveal a crown of crimson, edged with inky black. Yami lifted his face toward the wind, relishing the sensation against his face. His golden bangs billowed in the air ephemerally before settling back beside those pair of blood red orbs.
Then he stood up. That was all he needed---some peace. Now he had more important manners to attend to.manners such as saving Yugi before he end up as sacrifice.
***
Emphatic rustlings of paper sounded throughout the room. A trial of cursing ensued, then more crackling of sheets turned in hast.
This went on for a series of time, before an outburst of joy exploded the sequence.
"Ah ha! I've found it!" Brushing back a few locks of white hair, Bakura quickly scanned over the contents of the page.
He had been searching through this blasted library for who-knows-how- long, going over countless research for a spell to bring his love back.
"Ryou." Bakura's hazel eyes softened for a moment, before he quickly snapped out of his reminiscing and went back to his current finding.
The instructions were written in beautiful calligraphy, and although some letters had faded away due to the passing of time, it was still readable. The edges of the paper around it were old, yellow, and worn, but Bakura didn't care.
"Let's see," the albino mused, then read aloud, "For several centuries, the demon kind had been searching for an approach to resurrect the dead, for it was a naked fact that they cannot store themselves. But decades later, a powerful and brilliant magician sought out a method.
Since it was the king of vampire who was most powerful, but most certainly cannot be used to conduct this restoration, one must take a creature baring resemblance to him. The creature will be placed next to the corpse, and one shall chant:
O great spirits, hear my call I offer this creature, a clone of my king Release the soul of the one once dead Take the other's, who's spirit is fresh
The creature partaking in this spell will have his soul offered, and the soul of the dead will be returned. Any damage done to the corpse will be mended. Burn the empty shell of the offered victim to rid of his (the offering's) existence."
Bakura's lips curved into a slight smile. That shouldn't be any trouble; all he had to do was to find someone who looked like Pegasus---
Sudden realization dawned to him. Pegasus wasn't the ruler. Yami was. And no one held closer resemblance to him than that mortal.what was his name?...ah yes, Yugi.
A flashback of the incident he had in Yugi's room plowed into his mind. Yep, Yami loved Yugi. If he wasn't even going to allow the mortal to be used for the traditional ceremony, how in the world was he going to let Yugi be used for him to bring back Ryou?
A fist slammed into the ground.
"No!"
This wasn't fair. After all his effort, he was rewarded with false hope.
***
"But m'lord, it's _tradition_!"
"I don't care!" Yami yelled at his so-called counselor. Why can't these fools get it through their thick skulls that no, he didn't want Yugi to be sacrificed?!
Crimson orbs glared down at the brown-haired vampire below him.
"Why don't you just get another mortal? There are more than enough, anyway."
The brunette, Seto, shot back with a retort of his own. "He's the perfect match! And we're still missing two more humans! Remember, they have to be _innocent_! And you don't find many of those these days!"
Yami cursed, though he had to agree. But it still shouldn't be _that_ hard. Doesn't Seto or any of the other counselors realize that he _loved_ the boy?
"Well than, why don't we just use Joey?" Yami said bitterly, eyeing Seto.
That struck a nerve.
Joey was Seto's mortal boyfriend, and the two loved each other dearly. Seto would do anyway for the blonde, and vice-versa.
"Leave Joey out of this!" the brunette snapped angrily, a spark lighting up in his cobalt eyes. "And I'd rather kill myself with a poisoned dagger than watch him be sacrificed!"
Yami shot out of his seat and pointed accusingly at Seto. "And so would I for Yugi! Why can't any of you imbeciles see that?! Is it because you can't accept the fact that I can love? Or maybe because you think that I want to defy tradition? Or maybe it's just a fling and our relationship will be out the window in three days flat? Well? Tell me! Tell me why he has to die!"
Yami was on a rampage. His entire court stared at his in shock, utterly speechless---partially at the momentarily lose of sanity, and partially at the deep sincerity underlying in those words. And it was silence that had congealed the room, with the exception of Yami's labored breathing as he sent death glares---glares that held a mixture of fury, pain, and love--- at every one of the officials.
It was Seto who broke the awkward quietness.
"You really love him, don't you?" he whispered softly, lifting his eyes to meet those of his leader's.
Yami was slight surprised at the compassion and understanding beneath the usual cold blue orbs. But he quickly dismissed that, and, his voice barely audible even to the keen sense of vampires, uttered four pain-lined words.
"Damn right, I do."
***
Seto slipped into the mortal realm, hoping to meet a certain someone. He had just gotten out of the argument between Yami and the other counselors, and it certainly wasn't a pretty one. After much persuasion, yelling, threatening, and practically physical approaches, it was decided that another candidate would be searched for. The court wasn't pleased, of course, but it wasn't like Yami cared. And Seto most certainly didn't. In fact, it was the court who had tried to break Joey and him apart, though they failed miserably.
The brunette smiled faintly as he recalled the first time he met the blond.
(flashback)
'So this is the mortal world?' the vampire grunted in disapproval. 'Looks like a piece of garbage to me. And why's it so bright? Oh look. It's one of those blasted contraptions those foolish humans use to do their biddings. And is everyone here have claustrophobia or someone? What? They don't have to be knitted so closely together.'
Yes, it was obvious that Seto Kaiba did not enjoy his little excursion to the human dimension. And for more reasons than one.
First, he was used to, almost addicted to, the dark, melancholic climate that hang above him everyday. Here.it was so._sunny_. Golden rays of light spilled from the almost cloudless sky, blinding his sight to almost a painful degree. And if there were clouds, they would be silky white and fluffy; Seto had snorted in disgust when he first saw them.
Then there was the population. Why in the beepin' world were there so many people?! There were about fifty mortals for every vampire. The limited personal space was unnerving, and the urge to just kill every one of those humans gripped at his heart. But no, he hasn't do that. Pegasus, the current leader back than, had promptly ordered him not to. This was an expedition, in a way. He was just to take a couple notes on how far the human race had progressed over the last couple centuries. Once that was done, he was getting out of there in five seconds flat.
Suddenly, Seto felt something bump into him. Snapping out of his thoughts, he prepared to glare at whoever dared to lay their hands on his godly body.
Oh, but the ruthless Seto didn't glare. No, he gaped.gaped at the beautiful creature sprawled out on the pavement before him.
Could this lovely being possible be a.human? But he was much too exquisite beyond belief to be one. A mop of gold hung from a striking complexion, enhanced by sapphire eyes just a shade above his own. Seto glanced down even farther, to the neck area, and licked his lips. Delicious.
The teenager seemed to be aware that he was being inspected, and was tentatively drawing backwards.
"S-sorry," the blonde mumbled, then turned on his heels.
Seto grinned, and decided to follow the boy.
***
Joey knew that he was being followed. He quickened his paced, weaving in and out of the heavy crowd of weekend shoppers, hoping to lose his stalker. But after a swift, fervent glance behind him, he realized that it wasn't possible. Whoever this person was was watching him like a hawk.
Anxiety built up in him, threatening to blow its top, until finally Joey broke into an all out run, swerving around the corners and across the brick-paved road. He was known for his speed; in fact, he's won every track race at school! And right now, he's running faster than ever, trying to escape his fear. This guy's going to need some supernatural powers to catch up to him.
Too bad he didn't know that Seto _has_ supernatural powers.
***
The vampire smirked. He loved to play cat-and-mouse.especially if the mouse is a pretty blonde with an attractive body. Lunging forward, he made a dash for the prey. It wasn't hard work for him---of course not! He was a vampire!---but Seto had to agree that the teen was faster than the average human. And that enticed him even more.
***
Slap.slap.slap.
He didn't noticed how the masses of people had thinned out as he raced over the acres of civilized land. All he heard was the slapping of his worn-out sneakers hitting the cement and the rush of blood exploding in his ears. A single thought emerged in his mind: why in the world was this stranger following him?! He didn't even do anything, except maybe bump into him, but he had apologized!
Turning around the corner and after a few more paces, Joey was greeted with a worn brick way. A dead-end.
Whirling around, the blonde attempted to make a backward trip and escape the ally way but to his great surprise, there was his stalker, standing at the entrance with his arms folder over his chest and a smug grin on his face.
Joey's jaw dropped open, giving him the impression of a fish. How can this guy run so fast?! And he didn't even seem tired!
Indeed, Seto was barely even breathing hard, let alone heaving for air like he was. The brunette just stared at him with a hint of amusement, interest, and.lust? Joey backed up against the wall as the demon advanced forward, baring a pair of silver incisors.
"W-what do you want?" A low stutter edged with fear. A fear that allured the other's desires even farther.
Seto smirked and bent down, so that their faces were only inches apart.
"What I want.is you."
The smaller of the two inhaled sharply, possibly because of the given response, or maybe it's the fact that Seto had started licking his neck. Either way, he was sure this.person.was insane.
"S-stay away."
The licking stopped briefly as Seto answered, and Joey could feel the hot spicy air flutter against his skin, sending cold shivers down his back.
"Why should I stop? You know you want this. And besides, I've decided to make you my pet. So stay still, puppy-dog."
Seto was vaguely stunned when the other blue-eyed boy shoved him back, a blaze sparkling in those cerulean orbs. A firm tone ensued, steady and slightly threatening, a blatant difference to the question voice before.
"_Don't_ call me a puppy-dog."
The demon remained silent, but instead in the blink of an eye caught the teen in a soul-soaring kiss. He could feel Joey moan in his mouth, and although the human had placed his arms on his chest to push him away again, they were soon wrapped around his neck. Seto pressed their bodies against the cool brick wall, and a groan elicited from his throat as skin rubbed against skin under layers of clothing.
Both were panting when the kiss had ended. Seto glanced at the other, who was still supported against the wall.
"What's your name?
"Joey."
"I'm Seto."
(end flashback)
The counselor in the court of elite vampires smiled to himself. It has been almost a year since they'd been together. He could remember everything he did with his special human with such precision that it was frightening, from the first day they'd met to love making to just sitting around languidly in each other's arms. He'd even entrusted the boy with his identity: a vampire. Lucky for him, Joey didn't freak out or call over a group of paranormal investigators. The teen simply shrugged and accepted the fact as though it were an everyday announcement.
Ah, how he cherished this unique individual.
***
It was half past midnight, and a certain boy was still studying for the major exams coming up. There was one determined thought dominating his mind right now: graduate and getting into a college. His grades weren't that great---several D's and a couple of F's---ok, forget not being great, they were _horrible_. But if he passed the upcoming assessments, then he could graduate.
Joey yawned, stretched, and stumbled unceremoniously to the window. Five straight hours of studying, and geez did his eyes burn!
Suddenly, a pair of strong, sinewy arms was wrapped around his waist. Joey tensed, then relaxed when he realized that it was his lover.
Leaning into the touch, he murmured a single word, "Seto."
"Yes, love?" Seto planted soft, fluttery kisses along the delicate neck he adored so much, feeling the muscles there loosen from intense work.
"Mmm.where were you?" The blonde had to bite his tongue to keep from moaning. Seto really knew how to arouse him!
"At the court. The new king's Yami. Seems to me that he fell in love with one of your kind as well---one that was chosen as sacrifice for the forthcoming ceremony. But he persuaded the other counselors that another could be selected."
Seto spun Joey around and pulled the other in for a kiss. Sweet.with a tint of iciness. Mint.
Joey groped upwards and grabbed his lover's head, drawing him closer. He could sense Seto guiding them both to his bed, and he was correct when the cushioned surface made contact with his skin.
There goes his studying for the night. Oh well. He needed a break.
(TO READ THE LEMON PART OF THIS, PLEASE LEAVE A REQUEST IN THE REVIEW AND I'LL E-MAIL IT TO YOU! AND THANK YOU NEKO ONI CHAN FOR WRITING THE LEMON! CREDIT GOES TO HER!)
***
Blackness. Forbidden structures shadowed by nature's murky cloaks. A darkness not just in the sense of the absence of light, but in the night itself. Enigmatic. Unnerving. Eerie.
Yugi shivered as the wind hollered into his ear, biting and scathing his skin. Inky clouds rolled overhead in ominous layers, threatening to discharge its watery packets. It was tantamount to the same feeling he got when he first met his vampire-twin. Someone was going to happen.but only fate can tell what.
Sighing, the multi-color haired made his way down the clammy sidewalk, trying his best to ignore his foreseeing of ill-omen. Besides, it was late and he had school tomorrow.
There was a dark alley way up ahead, staring at him like a wolf before consuming a rabbit. It was there, beckoning him into its mysterious, odious corners, before devastating him altogether with its ancient, omnipresent power.
Yugi contemplated about going around it, but went against that thought, for it would only mean making extra work for himself and he was tired as it is. All he had to do was convince his troubling, paranoid mind that there was nothing to be afraid of.
Summoning up his courage, the young boy strode over to the concealed entrance, forcing himself to look forward. So far, nothing had jumped out at him yet.
Suddenly, a hand thrusted out from the darkness and grabbed Yugi by the neck. Almost immediately, Yugi's own ten fingers went up to his attacker's grip. From the thin shafts of moonlight, he could see pale, ghastly skin turning into an even whiter shade from the forceful squeeze. Struggling to free himself, Yugi's vision was shattered into bursts of silver light before his thrashing ceased all together. But just before slipping into oblivion, he thought he caught a lock of snowy white hair.
The ominous rumbling clouds overhead gave way as great, big droplets of water began to fall. The heavens were crying for him.
(I'M BEING ANNOYING.I KNOW.BUT THE JOEY/SETO LEMON IS WRITTEN VERY WELL! TO READ IT, PLEASE LEAVE A REQUEST IN THE REVIEW AND I'LL E-MAIL IT TO YOU! AND THANK YOU NEKO ONI CHAN FOR WRITING THE LEMON! CREDIT GOES TO HER!)
YK: I'm dooooooooooonnnnneee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yami: uh, yippee?
YK: *grins like a fool*
Yami: .
YK: Anyway, hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I made it longer than usual, since my previous chappie was so short and because I haven't updated in like 2 weeks. Also, many thanks to Neko Oni Chan for writing that wonderful lemon! Arigato!
Yami: .I have nothing to say.
YK: *coughs loudly and holds up the say-it-or-die sign*
Yami: *curses* Please R&R.
YK: ^_^
WHY THIS CHAPTER IS IMPORTANT! Neko Oni Chan had so kindly written a Seto/Joey lemon for me. I'd really appreciate it if people would read the hard work she put in. Thank you! (and thanx Neko Oni Chan!)
~*~
Murmurs tumbled through the crowd---soft, quiet, awed, and with a hint of fear and disbelieve.
'Did you hear? Yami beat Pegasus in an all out battle!'
'Did he really? But he's so young!'
'I know.still, he _is_ one of the strongest of our kind.'
'True'
'I guess that makes him our king.'
'Yeah, but I don't like the idea of someone as young as he to rule over me.'
A cloaked figure veiled into the dark corners of the street growled silently; it was not their right to decide who should control and who should not. Their opinion didn't matter to him---he was the victor.he was the king.
The being slipped out from his blackened concealment and dashed toward the ancient stone monuments, far out into the outskirts of the demon civilization. He needed peace, and the low mumbles of those of _kinship_ wasn't helping him at all.
"Yeah right," the individual grumbled as he made his way over patches of sickle, dried grass that flew past him in an outrageous blur. "Some kind of kinship. They'll probably plan to overthrow me as soon as they gather enough support."
A bolt of lightning pierced the bleak, rolling clouds ahead, followed by a clap of thunder that boomed in a receding echo. But the masked figure took no notice, for weather like this was typical in the vampire kingdom. Besides he was almost there.
Large, gray structures zoomed into sight, their faces eroded over the millennia. Splotches of deep green moss clung to them, dominating the meticulously carved calligraphy beneath. Several parts of the monuments had broken off, the pieces lying carelessly on the untouched dirt.
The cloaked creature landed softly on one of the massive constructions, surveying his vicinity with a weary sigh. It was so peaceful here---no other demons around, no cries of mortals---in fact, he felt more tranquil than he had in a long while.
A cool breeze welcomed his presence, blowing back the hood to reveal a crown of crimson, edged with inky black. Yami lifted his face toward the wind, relishing the sensation against his face. His golden bangs billowed in the air ephemerally before settling back beside those pair of blood red orbs.
Then he stood up. That was all he needed---some peace. Now he had more important manners to attend to.manners such as saving Yugi before he end up as sacrifice.
***
Emphatic rustlings of paper sounded throughout the room. A trial of cursing ensued, then more crackling of sheets turned in hast.
This went on for a series of time, before an outburst of joy exploded the sequence.
"Ah ha! I've found it!" Brushing back a few locks of white hair, Bakura quickly scanned over the contents of the page.
He had been searching through this blasted library for who-knows-how- long, going over countless research for a spell to bring his love back.
"Ryou." Bakura's hazel eyes softened for a moment, before he quickly snapped out of his reminiscing and went back to his current finding.
The instructions were written in beautiful calligraphy, and although some letters had faded away due to the passing of time, it was still readable. The edges of the paper around it were old, yellow, and worn, but Bakura didn't care.
"Let's see," the albino mused, then read aloud, "For several centuries, the demon kind had been searching for an approach to resurrect the dead, for it was a naked fact that they cannot store themselves. But decades later, a powerful and brilliant magician sought out a method.
Since it was the king of vampire who was most powerful, but most certainly cannot be used to conduct this restoration, one must take a creature baring resemblance to him. The creature will be placed next to the corpse, and one shall chant:
O great spirits, hear my call I offer this creature, a clone of my king Release the soul of the one once dead Take the other's, who's spirit is fresh
The creature partaking in this spell will have his soul offered, and the soul of the dead will be returned. Any damage done to the corpse will be mended. Burn the empty shell of the offered victim to rid of his (the offering's) existence."
Bakura's lips curved into a slight smile. That shouldn't be any trouble; all he had to do was to find someone who looked like Pegasus---
Sudden realization dawned to him. Pegasus wasn't the ruler. Yami was. And no one held closer resemblance to him than that mortal.what was his name?...ah yes, Yugi.
A flashback of the incident he had in Yugi's room plowed into his mind. Yep, Yami loved Yugi. If he wasn't even going to allow the mortal to be used for the traditional ceremony, how in the world was he going to let Yugi be used for him to bring back Ryou?
A fist slammed into the ground.
"No!"
This wasn't fair. After all his effort, he was rewarded with false hope.
***
"But m'lord, it's _tradition_!"
"I don't care!" Yami yelled at his so-called counselor. Why can't these fools get it through their thick skulls that no, he didn't want Yugi to be sacrificed?!
Crimson orbs glared down at the brown-haired vampire below him.
"Why don't you just get another mortal? There are more than enough, anyway."
The brunette, Seto, shot back with a retort of his own. "He's the perfect match! And we're still missing two more humans! Remember, they have to be _innocent_! And you don't find many of those these days!"
Yami cursed, though he had to agree. But it still shouldn't be _that_ hard. Doesn't Seto or any of the other counselors realize that he _loved_ the boy?
"Well than, why don't we just use Joey?" Yami said bitterly, eyeing Seto.
That struck a nerve.
Joey was Seto's mortal boyfriend, and the two loved each other dearly. Seto would do anyway for the blonde, and vice-versa.
"Leave Joey out of this!" the brunette snapped angrily, a spark lighting up in his cobalt eyes. "And I'd rather kill myself with a poisoned dagger than watch him be sacrificed!"
Yami shot out of his seat and pointed accusingly at Seto. "And so would I for Yugi! Why can't any of you imbeciles see that?! Is it because you can't accept the fact that I can love? Or maybe because you think that I want to defy tradition? Or maybe it's just a fling and our relationship will be out the window in three days flat? Well? Tell me! Tell me why he has to die!"
Yami was on a rampage. His entire court stared at his in shock, utterly speechless---partially at the momentarily lose of sanity, and partially at the deep sincerity underlying in those words. And it was silence that had congealed the room, with the exception of Yami's labored breathing as he sent death glares---glares that held a mixture of fury, pain, and love--- at every one of the officials.
It was Seto who broke the awkward quietness.
"You really love him, don't you?" he whispered softly, lifting his eyes to meet those of his leader's.
Yami was slight surprised at the compassion and understanding beneath the usual cold blue orbs. But he quickly dismissed that, and, his voice barely audible even to the keen sense of vampires, uttered four pain-lined words.
"Damn right, I do."
***
Seto slipped into the mortal realm, hoping to meet a certain someone. He had just gotten out of the argument between Yami and the other counselors, and it certainly wasn't a pretty one. After much persuasion, yelling, threatening, and practically physical approaches, it was decided that another candidate would be searched for. The court wasn't pleased, of course, but it wasn't like Yami cared. And Seto most certainly didn't. In fact, it was the court who had tried to break Joey and him apart, though they failed miserably.
The brunette smiled faintly as he recalled the first time he met the blond.
(flashback)
'So this is the mortal world?' the vampire grunted in disapproval. 'Looks like a piece of garbage to me. And why's it so bright? Oh look. It's one of those blasted contraptions those foolish humans use to do their biddings. And is everyone here have claustrophobia or someone? What? They don't have to be knitted so closely together.'
Yes, it was obvious that Seto Kaiba did not enjoy his little excursion to the human dimension. And for more reasons than one.
First, he was used to, almost addicted to, the dark, melancholic climate that hang above him everyday. Here.it was so._sunny_. Golden rays of light spilled from the almost cloudless sky, blinding his sight to almost a painful degree. And if there were clouds, they would be silky white and fluffy; Seto had snorted in disgust when he first saw them.
Then there was the population. Why in the beepin' world were there so many people?! There were about fifty mortals for every vampire. The limited personal space was unnerving, and the urge to just kill every one of those humans gripped at his heart. But no, he hasn't do that. Pegasus, the current leader back than, had promptly ordered him not to. This was an expedition, in a way. He was just to take a couple notes on how far the human race had progressed over the last couple centuries. Once that was done, he was getting out of there in five seconds flat.
Suddenly, Seto felt something bump into him. Snapping out of his thoughts, he prepared to glare at whoever dared to lay their hands on his godly body.
Oh, but the ruthless Seto didn't glare. No, he gaped.gaped at the beautiful creature sprawled out on the pavement before him.
Could this lovely being possible be a.human? But he was much too exquisite beyond belief to be one. A mop of gold hung from a striking complexion, enhanced by sapphire eyes just a shade above his own. Seto glanced down even farther, to the neck area, and licked his lips. Delicious.
The teenager seemed to be aware that he was being inspected, and was tentatively drawing backwards.
"S-sorry," the blonde mumbled, then turned on his heels.
Seto grinned, and decided to follow the boy.
***
Joey knew that he was being followed. He quickened his paced, weaving in and out of the heavy crowd of weekend shoppers, hoping to lose his stalker. But after a swift, fervent glance behind him, he realized that it wasn't possible. Whoever this person was was watching him like a hawk.
Anxiety built up in him, threatening to blow its top, until finally Joey broke into an all out run, swerving around the corners and across the brick-paved road. He was known for his speed; in fact, he's won every track race at school! And right now, he's running faster than ever, trying to escape his fear. This guy's going to need some supernatural powers to catch up to him.
Too bad he didn't know that Seto _has_ supernatural powers.
***
The vampire smirked. He loved to play cat-and-mouse.especially if the mouse is a pretty blonde with an attractive body. Lunging forward, he made a dash for the prey. It wasn't hard work for him---of course not! He was a vampire!---but Seto had to agree that the teen was faster than the average human. And that enticed him even more.
***
Slap.slap.slap.
He didn't noticed how the masses of people had thinned out as he raced over the acres of civilized land. All he heard was the slapping of his worn-out sneakers hitting the cement and the rush of blood exploding in his ears. A single thought emerged in his mind: why in the world was this stranger following him?! He didn't even do anything, except maybe bump into him, but he had apologized!
Turning around the corner and after a few more paces, Joey was greeted with a worn brick way. A dead-end.
Whirling around, the blonde attempted to make a backward trip and escape the ally way but to his great surprise, there was his stalker, standing at the entrance with his arms folder over his chest and a smug grin on his face.
Joey's jaw dropped open, giving him the impression of a fish. How can this guy run so fast?! And he didn't even seem tired!
Indeed, Seto was barely even breathing hard, let alone heaving for air like he was. The brunette just stared at him with a hint of amusement, interest, and.lust? Joey backed up against the wall as the demon advanced forward, baring a pair of silver incisors.
"W-what do you want?" A low stutter edged with fear. A fear that allured the other's desires even farther.
Seto smirked and bent down, so that their faces were only inches apart.
"What I want.is you."
The smaller of the two inhaled sharply, possibly because of the given response, or maybe it's the fact that Seto had started licking his neck. Either way, he was sure this.person.was insane.
"S-stay away."
The licking stopped briefly as Seto answered, and Joey could feel the hot spicy air flutter against his skin, sending cold shivers down his back.
"Why should I stop? You know you want this. And besides, I've decided to make you my pet. So stay still, puppy-dog."
Seto was vaguely stunned when the other blue-eyed boy shoved him back, a blaze sparkling in those cerulean orbs. A firm tone ensued, steady and slightly threatening, a blatant difference to the question voice before.
"_Don't_ call me a puppy-dog."
The demon remained silent, but instead in the blink of an eye caught the teen in a soul-soaring kiss. He could feel Joey moan in his mouth, and although the human had placed his arms on his chest to push him away again, they were soon wrapped around his neck. Seto pressed their bodies against the cool brick wall, and a groan elicited from his throat as skin rubbed against skin under layers of clothing.
Both were panting when the kiss had ended. Seto glanced at the other, who was still supported against the wall.
"What's your name?
"Joey."
"I'm Seto."
(end flashback)
The counselor in the court of elite vampires smiled to himself. It has been almost a year since they'd been together. He could remember everything he did with his special human with such precision that it was frightening, from the first day they'd met to love making to just sitting around languidly in each other's arms. He'd even entrusted the boy with his identity: a vampire. Lucky for him, Joey didn't freak out or call over a group of paranormal investigators. The teen simply shrugged and accepted the fact as though it were an everyday announcement.
Ah, how he cherished this unique individual.
***
It was half past midnight, and a certain boy was still studying for the major exams coming up. There was one determined thought dominating his mind right now: graduate and getting into a college. His grades weren't that great---several D's and a couple of F's---ok, forget not being great, they were _horrible_. But if he passed the upcoming assessments, then he could graduate.
Joey yawned, stretched, and stumbled unceremoniously to the window. Five straight hours of studying, and geez did his eyes burn!
Suddenly, a pair of strong, sinewy arms was wrapped around his waist. Joey tensed, then relaxed when he realized that it was his lover.
Leaning into the touch, he murmured a single word, "Seto."
"Yes, love?" Seto planted soft, fluttery kisses along the delicate neck he adored so much, feeling the muscles there loosen from intense work.
"Mmm.where were you?" The blonde had to bite his tongue to keep from moaning. Seto really knew how to arouse him!
"At the court. The new king's Yami. Seems to me that he fell in love with one of your kind as well---one that was chosen as sacrifice for the forthcoming ceremony. But he persuaded the other counselors that another could be selected."
Seto spun Joey around and pulled the other in for a kiss. Sweet.with a tint of iciness. Mint.
Joey groped upwards and grabbed his lover's head, drawing him closer. He could sense Seto guiding them both to his bed, and he was correct when the cushioned surface made contact with his skin.
There goes his studying for the night. Oh well. He needed a break.
(TO READ THE LEMON PART OF THIS, PLEASE LEAVE A REQUEST IN THE REVIEW AND I'LL E-MAIL IT TO YOU! AND THANK YOU NEKO ONI CHAN FOR WRITING THE LEMON! CREDIT GOES TO HER!)
***
Blackness. Forbidden structures shadowed by nature's murky cloaks. A darkness not just in the sense of the absence of light, but in the night itself. Enigmatic. Unnerving. Eerie.
Yugi shivered as the wind hollered into his ear, biting and scathing his skin. Inky clouds rolled overhead in ominous layers, threatening to discharge its watery packets. It was tantamount to the same feeling he got when he first met his vampire-twin. Someone was going to happen.but only fate can tell what.
Sighing, the multi-color haired made his way down the clammy sidewalk, trying his best to ignore his foreseeing of ill-omen. Besides, it was late and he had school tomorrow.
There was a dark alley way up ahead, staring at him like a wolf before consuming a rabbit. It was there, beckoning him into its mysterious, odious corners, before devastating him altogether with its ancient, omnipresent power.
Yugi contemplated about going around it, but went against that thought, for it would only mean making extra work for himself and he was tired as it is. All he had to do was convince his troubling, paranoid mind that there was nothing to be afraid of.
Summoning up his courage, the young boy strode over to the concealed entrance, forcing himself to look forward. So far, nothing had jumped out at him yet.
Suddenly, a hand thrusted out from the darkness and grabbed Yugi by the neck. Almost immediately, Yugi's own ten fingers went up to his attacker's grip. From the thin shafts of moonlight, he could see pale, ghastly skin turning into an even whiter shade from the forceful squeeze. Struggling to free himself, Yugi's vision was shattered into bursts of silver light before his thrashing ceased all together. But just before slipping into oblivion, he thought he caught a lock of snowy white hair.
The ominous rumbling clouds overhead gave way as great, big droplets of water began to fall. The heavens were crying for him.
(I'M BEING ANNOYING.I KNOW.BUT THE JOEY/SETO LEMON IS WRITTEN VERY WELL! TO READ IT, PLEASE LEAVE A REQUEST IN THE REVIEW AND I'LL E-MAIL IT TO YOU! AND THANK YOU NEKO ONI CHAN FOR WRITING THE LEMON! CREDIT GOES TO HER!)
YK: I'm dooooooooooonnnnneee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yami: uh, yippee?
YK: *grins like a fool*
Yami: .
YK: Anyway, hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I made it longer than usual, since my previous chappie was so short and because I haven't updated in like 2 weeks. Also, many thanks to Neko Oni Chan for writing that wonderful lemon! Arigato!
Yami: .I have nothing to say.
YK: *coughs loudly and holds up the say-it-or-die sign*
Yami: *curses* Please R&R.
YK: ^_^