A/N: I don't own Yugioh!
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE, EVERYONE!!!!!!! *Yes, I'm _very_ hyper! Just came back from seeing all the pretty holiday lights!* Ok.(takes a deep breath) must.calm.down.Now then, please enjoy this chappie! Oh, and warning in the middle!!!!!! (you'll see why!)
~*~
Due to the unexpected capture of a certain thief, the search for Yugi was to be adjourned until the prisoner was safely behind bars - or rather, the palace dungeon. The trip back hadn't been a fun one, especially for Bakura, whom was forced to _walk_ all the way back to the royal court. Well.at least there was something to entertain him.
Bakura allowed himself a small, slightly sadistic smirk as he stared at the only other albino on horseback. A wave of snowy white hair swayed from side to side, its owner totally oblivious to the fact that he was being watched. Brown orbs traveled down to the other boy's ivory neck - curved in perfection and a little more than tempting - down to his back, and.
Licking his parched lips to relieve them from the desert heat and from something else, Bakura felt his pants become a tad bit tight when he reached Ryou's lower body part.
'Mmm.' the tomb robber thought, eyes not wavering from the other's rear end like a hawk eyeing a mouse. He had never in his grave robbing life seen anything or anyone so.beautiful. '.I _really_ need to get that boy Ryou alone.I'll make him mine.even if by force.'
Crack!
"Move it, you imbecile!"
Snapping his head around, Bakura glared at the gruff voice of one of the soldiers, whom was retracting a leather whip and on the verge of striking again. Knowing that he would only exacerbate his 'hurry-up' punishment, Bakura clenched his teeth and waited for the painful beating.
And it came. A sharp smack sounded, raining down on his back and leaving a bright, red streak.
Picking up his pace, Bakura glared one last time at the soldier, muttering, "May Ra curse you and the damned pharaoh.may his _royal_ highness never find his love."
***
Why he felt sorry for him was beyond the knowledge of Ryou. Perhaps it was pity, perhaps it was the fact that the other harbored such an uncanny resemblance toward himself, only with a more sexy aura. Either way, it strangely pained the delicate white-haired angel to see someone beaten for such a mild reason.
Bakura may not have known, but Ryou felt those chocolate orbs thoroughly examine him, and the boy had turned a nice shade of red during the process.
'Gosh.what's he doing?!' Ryou thought, half embarrassed and half curious. 'It's like he wants to.I don't know.rape me or something!...Actually, I wouldn't really mind - ' Ryou stopped in mid-thought.
'Oh dear! Please don't tell me I just said that!'
'But don't you feel even a little attraction toward him?' a small voice in his head asking, with an almost taunting tone.
When there was only an empty, uncomfortable silence, the voice continued, 'I thought so. Now, if you want him to like you --- '
'Hold it!' Ryou interrupted. 'I _never_ said that I liked him! And look, Bakura's a thief! A prisoner! How could I possibly like someone who has such a cold heart to be able to kidnap the pharaoh's one and only?'
The voice shot back dignifiedly with a respond of its own. 'Then why did you blush when _he_ looked at you?!'
There was a pause, and Ryou answered meekly, 'Well.I don't like to be examined.especially by someone I hardly know!'
'Sure. Whatever. Keep denying yourself.' The voice sounded noticeably irritated. 'But harbor this: I am _you_, Ryou. I _know_ all about you. Don't miss this opportunity.'
'It's not an opportunity! It's just a way to lose my head!' Ryou tried to scoff back, but the tiny voice had already faded away.
***
The fire had been contained, much to the horror of Yugi. Worker around the camp had already extinguished the mysterious conflagration with gallons of water, sand, and any other available resource. This would mean that Pegasus would be back.and.and..
Squeezing his eyes as if trying to discard any recent memories, the tri-color haired boy pulled his tiny legs up to his chest in a feeble position. Joey, his only friend here on this treacherous camp, had been summoned to help with the new supplies that had come in as replacement for what was lost in the flames. But before the blonde had left, he grinned reassuringly, "Hey, don't worry about it, Yugi! O'Joey will be back before you know it!"
A feeble smile crossed Yugi's lips as he recalled his friend's foolish antics and how it had brought him a true sense of happiness since such a long time. Happiness.
At this word, the small boy sank into depression once more. Oh, how he wanted to be with his koi.to be held in those pair of warm, strong arms.to be brushed with loving kisses.
Almost imperceptibly, a wet, metallic dew-drop rolled down his smooth, fragile skin and onto the brown bedding of the tent. Sniffing, Yugi rubbed his damp amethyst eyes against a wrinkled sleeve as he tried to put a stopper on the water works.
"Why, hello, Yugi. It seems fate just can't seem to keep us apart."
Yugi froze. No.it can't be. But he knew that voice anywhere, and it was unmistakably.Pegasus'.
A cruel smirk was twisted from a pair of cold, thin lips. Pegasus couldn't help but let out a hoot of sadistic delight as he savored the child's fear.
"Come now, dear Yugi. Don't be afraid," the silver-haired man cooed as he advanced forward. "It's not like I'm going to rape you."
Unsuccessful in repressing a shiver, Yugi crawled backwards, eyeing Pegasus warily. He would have continued to retreat had the wall of the tent not terminate his escape. Sinking against the rough tan fabric, Yugi wrapped his arms tightly around his frail frame and buried his crown of crimson and black into security as well.
Reaching out and lifting the hidden face by the chin, Pegasus relished those lovely rivulets of tears as they cascaded down Yugi's cheeks. So pure.so easily broken.
"But you know," Pegasus edged closed until he was only a centimeter away from his prey, "I _would_ rape you.being the beautiful angel that you are. Though.it wouldn't be considered rape if you were willing."
Large, lavender orgs widened in surprise and horror, partially at the meaning of said words, and partially at what had ensued.
(WARNING!!! THIS MAY BE OFFENSIVE TO SOME READERS! TO SKIP THIS HORROR, JUST SCROLL DOWN UNTIL ANOTHER THING LIKE THIS APPEARS! AND IF THERE ARE FLAMES.WELL, I WARNED YOU!)
Capturing the petite and helpless boy's mouth with his own, Pegasus moaned softly as he pressed their bodies together harshly, feeling a heated warmth crackling from the friction. Then, thrusting his tongue into the tiny mouth, the aggressive leader roughly explored every cavern and corridor, enjoying the exotic taste. It was like eating melted chocolate.with a hint of vanilla added somewhere into the mixture. And it was also addicting.
Yugi pushed against the larger body. He pounded, he kicked, he struggled altogether! But alas, Pegasus had just too much dominance over his diminutive structure. Letting out whatever tears he had left, Yugi finally realized that there was nothing he could do. And he wept piteously.
Pegasus leered in satisfaction when he felt his captive suddenly succumb beneath him. So the boy had finally come to his senses and submits before the great leader of the most powerful clam in Egypt. But Pegasus wasn't rude to his guests.oh no, he _always_ made sure that they themselves were satisfied as well.
Slowly unbuttoning the first rounded fastener, then the second, then the third, Pegasus made to claim every bit of smooth, silky skin that was exposed. Now he understood why this boy was made the pharaoh's lover - how could anyone resist such a treat? And to incite things even more, his pants felt uncomfortably tight.
Soon, all the buttons were undone, leaving Pegasus to planting wet kisses alone Yugi's torso.
'Oh Ra.please don't let him do this.please don't!' Yugi pleased as the older man reached for his pants.
(IT IS NOW SAFE TO READ!!!!!!! That wasn't so bad.was it?)
If miracles were to happen someday, then it just did. At that exact moment, Joey slammed into the tent, heaving for breath. Shoving Pegasus, the blonde literally swept Yugi from the little rumpled corner and ran out of the make-shift shelter.
"Joey?!" Yugi exclaimed, deciding between whether to laugh or cry. Maybe he can do both.
"We have to get out of here!" Joey picked up speed as he raced across the clumps of sand and dried grass. Luckily, the child in his arms hardly weighed anything.
Yugi nodded, though fearful and curious of the near-future. But, hey, he trusted his friend.
The silver-haired man growled in rage and frustration as he yet again lost his prize. _No one_ interfered with his desires. That _boy_ who rushed in was going to pay.
"Damn you, Joey."
***
As the army platoon, mixed in with a king, a slave, and a thief, neared the grand palace, the gold framed double doors of the massive building opened to welcome them all. The horses were hurriedly led away to the royal stables, but that had gone unnoticed by an albino.
Ryou gazed out in awe at the intricately carved pillars that supported the stone roof over head, gazed out at how the rays of sunlight danced dexterously over the gray rock slabs of the wall, and gazed at the rest of the splendor Yami's _home_ had to offer.
'How can anyone live in such an amazing place.?' he gasped inwardly, still having trouble digesting the wonders about him. 'It's beyond words.'
Obviously, Yami must have caught Ryou's look of astonishment, for the young monarch smiled slightly as he led his followers deeper into his territory.
And Bakura? Well... being the deceitful thief he was, anything worth value was immediately imprinted into his mind - its location, appearance, and most of all, how much it would sale on the market. So far, only a couple objects had caught up to his high standards - an ivory vase, a jeweled shield of rubies and sapphires, and maybe that silver statuette in the corner.
But his contemplation was cut short when the herd of people around him halted in mid-step, causing Bakura to almost bump into the soldier that had whipped him. Mumbling in annoyance, Bakura yanked his head to one side to see exactly what the holdup was.
Snorting, the albino wasn't surprise to find the entire grand council bow down before Yami, their heads touching the ground as it they were glued there with some super adhesive substance.
'What a bunch of dorks,' Bakura thought, watching disdainfully as Yami raised an arm wearily and the officials returning to their original positions in perfect unison, like a bunch of trained dogs obeying their master.
Suddenly, a figure walked up to them, tall and muscular, with sturdy steps announcing his arrival. Kneeling before Yami, the young man murmured a welcome.
"It's an honor for you to be back, m'lord." A pair of dark cerulean eyes peered out from brown bangs, and a soft inquiry followed. "Did you find Yugi?"
Yami shook his head sadly, golden spikes flying across his face. "No, Seth.I'm afraid not. I would continue searching if I had not found this scandal along the way."
To emphasize his point, Yami kicked Bakura brutally in the leg, forcing the other onto his knees.
Seth's eyes widened in surprise. "Pardon me if I ask, lord, but isn't that."
"Bakura?" Yami finished for him, still holding a deadly glance on the robber. "Yes, it is indeed him. And I want him executed for what he did!"
~*~
Will Bakura be executed? If so, how? Will YK get flames for writing this chapter? How many will she get? Find all that out.in the next chappie!
Yami: .I have no comment whatsoever.
YK: Tomorrow's Christmas!!!!!!!! And if anyone wants to see a picture of Yami dressed up as Santa Clause, just leave a request in the review and I'll send one over!
Yami: The horror.Y'know how _fat_ I look?
YK: *laughs*
Yami: You're nice.
YK: Poor Yami.don't worry, you can take a break tomorrow.
Yami: ^_^Please R&R!
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE, EVERYONE!!!!!!! *Yes, I'm _very_ hyper! Just came back from seeing all the pretty holiday lights!* Ok.(takes a deep breath) must.calm.down.Now then, please enjoy this chappie! Oh, and warning in the middle!!!!!! (you'll see why!)
~*~
Due to the unexpected capture of a certain thief, the search for Yugi was to be adjourned until the prisoner was safely behind bars - or rather, the palace dungeon. The trip back hadn't been a fun one, especially for Bakura, whom was forced to _walk_ all the way back to the royal court. Well.at least there was something to entertain him.
Bakura allowed himself a small, slightly sadistic smirk as he stared at the only other albino on horseback. A wave of snowy white hair swayed from side to side, its owner totally oblivious to the fact that he was being watched. Brown orbs traveled down to the other boy's ivory neck - curved in perfection and a little more than tempting - down to his back, and.
Licking his parched lips to relieve them from the desert heat and from something else, Bakura felt his pants become a tad bit tight when he reached Ryou's lower body part.
'Mmm.' the tomb robber thought, eyes not wavering from the other's rear end like a hawk eyeing a mouse. He had never in his grave robbing life seen anything or anyone so.beautiful. '.I _really_ need to get that boy Ryou alone.I'll make him mine.even if by force.'
Crack!
"Move it, you imbecile!"
Snapping his head around, Bakura glared at the gruff voice of one of the soldiers, whom was retracting a leather whip and on the verge of striking again. Knowing that he would only exacerbate his 'hurry-up' punishment, Bakura clenched his teeth and waited for the painful beating.
And it came. A sharp smack sounded, raining down on his back and leaving a bright, red streak.
Picking up his pace, Bakura glared one last time at the soldier, muttering, "May Ra curse you and the damned pharaoh.may his _royal_ highness never find his love."
***
Why he felt sorry for him was beyond the knowledge of Ryou. Perhaps it was pity, perhaps it was the fact that the other harbored such an uncanny resemblance toward himself, only with a more sexy aura. Either way, it strangely pained the delicate white-haired angel to see someone beaten for such a mild reason.
Bakura may not have known, but Ryou felt those chocolate orbs thoroughly examine him, and the boy had turned a nice shade of red during the process.
'Gosh.what's he doing?!' Ryou thought, half embarrassed and half curious. 'It's like he wants to.I don't know.rape me or something!...Actually, I wouldn't really mind - ' Ryou stopped in mid-thought.
'Oh dear! Please don't tell me I just said that!'
'But don't you feel even a little attraction toward him?' a small voice in his head asking, with an almost taunting tone.
When there was only an empty, uncomfortable silence, the voice continued, 'I thought so. Now, if you want him to like you --- '
'Hold it!' Ryou interrupted. 'I _never_ said that I liked him! And look, Bakura's a thief! A prisoner! How could I possibly like someone who has such a cold heart to be able to kidnap the pharaoh's one and only?'
The voice shot back dignifiedly with a respond of its own. 'Then why did you blush when _he_ looked at you?!'
There was a pause, and Ryou answered meekly, 'Well.I don't like to be examined.especially by someone I hardly know!'
'Sure. Whatever. Keep denying yourself.' The voice sounded noticeably irritated. 'But harbor this: I am _you_, Ryou. I _know_ all about you. Don't miss this opportunity.'
'It's not an opportunity! It's just a way to lose my head!' Ryou tried to scoff back, but the tiny voice had already faded away.
***
The fire had been contained, much to the horror of Yugi. Worker around the camp had already extinguished the mysterious conflagration with gallons of water, sand, and any other available resource. This would mean that Pegasus would be back.and.and..
Squeezing his eyes as if trying to discard any recent memories, the tri-color haired boy pulled his tiny legs up to his chest in a feeble position. Joey, his only friend here on this treacherous camp, had been summoned to help with the new supplies that had come in as replacement for what was lost in the flames. But before the blonde had left, he grinned reassuringly, "Hey, don't worry about it, Yugi! O'Joey will be back before you know it!"
A feeble smile crossed Yugi's lips as he recalled his friend's foolish antics and how it had brought him a true sense of happiness since such a long time. Happiness.
At this word, the small boy sank into depression once more. Oh, how he wanted to be with his koi.to be held in those pair of warm, strong arms.to be brushed with loving kisses.
Almost imperceptibly, a wet, metallic dew-drop rolled down his smooth, fragile skin and onto the brown bedding of the tent. Sniffing, Yugi rubbed his damp amethyst eyes against a wrinkled sleeve as he tried to put a stopper on the water works.
"Why, hello, Yugi. It seems fate just can't seem to keep us apart."
Yugi froze. No.it can't be. But he knew that voice anywhere, and it was unmistakably.Pegasus'.
A cruel smirk was twisted from a pair of cold, thin lips. Pegasus couldn't help but let out a hoot of sadistic delight as he savored the child's fear.
"Come now, dear Yugi. Don't be afraid," the silver-haired man cooed as he advanced forward. "It's not like I'm going to rape you."
Unsuccessful in repressing a shiver, Yugi crawled backwards, eyeing Pegasus warily. He would have continued to retreat had the wall of the tent not terminate his escape. Sinking against the rough tan fabric, Yugi wrapped his arms tightly around his frail frame and buried his crown of crimson and black into security as well.
Reaching out and lifting the hidden face by the chin, Pegasus relished those lovely rivulets of tears as they cascaded down Yugi's cheeks. So pure.so easily broken.
"But you know," Pegasus edged closed until he was only a centimeter away from his prey, "I _would_ rape you.being the beautiful angel that you are. Though.it wouldn't be considered rape if you were willing."
Large, lavender orgs widened in surprise and horror, partially at the meaning of said words, and partially at what had ensued.
(WARNING!!! THIS MAY BE OFFENSIVE TO SOME READERS! TO SKIP THIS HORROR, JUST SCROLL DOWN UNTIL ANOTHER THING LIKE THIS APPEARS! AND IF THERE ARE FLAMES.WELL, I WARNED YOU!)
Capturing the petite and helpless boy's mouth with his own, Pegasus moaned softly as he pressed their bodies together harshly, feeling a heated warmth crackling from the friction. Then, thrusting his tongue into the tiny mouth, the aggressive leader roughly explored every cavern and corridor, enjoying the exotic taste. It was like eating melted chocolate.with a hint of vanilla added somewhere into the mixture. And it was also addicting.
Yugi pushed against the larger body. He pounded, he kicked, he struggled altogether! But alas, Pegasus had just too much dominance over his diminutive structure. Letting out whatever tears he had left, Yugi finally realized that there was nothing he could do. And he wept piteously.
Pegasus leered in satisfaction when he felt his captive suddenly succumb beneath him. So the boy had finally come to his senses and submits before the great leader of the most powerful clam in Egypt. But Pegasus wasn't rude to his guests.oh no, he _always_ made sure that they themselves were satisfied as well.
Slowly unbuttoning the first rounded fastener, then the second, then the third, Pegasus made to claim every bit of smooth, silky skin that was exposed. Now he understood why this boy was made the pharaoh's lover - how could anyone resist such a treat? And to incite things even more, his pants felt uncomfortably tight.
Soon, all the buttons were undone, leaving Pegasus to planting wet kisses alone Yugi's torso.
'Oh Ra.please don't let him do this.please don't!' Yugi pleased as the older man reached for his pants.
(IT IS NOW SAFE TO READ!!!!!!! That wasn't so bad.was it?)
If miracles were to happen someday, then it just did. At that exact moment, Joey slammed into the tent, heaving for breath. Shoving Pegasus, the blonde literally swept Yugi from the little rumpled corner and ran out of the make-shift shelter.
"Joey?!" Yugi exclaimed, deciding between whether to laugh or cry. Maybe he can do both.
"We have to get out of here!" Joey picked up speed as he raced across the clumps of sand and dried grass. Luckily, the child in his arms hardly weighed anything.
Yugi nodded, though fearful and curious of the near-future. But, hey, he trusted his friend.
The silver-haired man growled in rage and frustration as he yet again lost his prize. _No one_ interfered with his desires. That _boy_ who rushed in was going to pay.
"Damn you, Joey."
***
As the army platoon, mixed in with a king, a slave, and a thief, neared the grand palace, the gold framed double doors of the massive building opened to welcome them all. The horses were hurriedly led away to the royal stables, but that had gone unnoticed by an albino.
Ryou gazed out in awe at the intricately carved pillars that supported the stone roof over head, gazed out at how the rays of sunlight danced dexterously over the gray rock slabs of the wall, and gazed at the rest of the splendor Yami's _home_ had to offer.
'How can anyone live in such an amazing place.?' he gasped inwardly, still having trouble digesting the wonders about him. 'It's beyond words.'
Obviously, Yami must have caught Ryou's look of astonishment, for the young monarch smiled slightly as he led his followers deeper into his territory.
And Bakura? Well... being the deceitful thief he was, anything worth value was immediately imprinted into his mind - its location, appearance, and most of all, how much it would sale on the market. So far, only a couple objects had caught up to his high standards - an ivory vase, a jeweled shield of rubies and sapphires, and maybe that silver statuette in the corner.
But his contemplation was cut short when the herd of people around him halted in mid-step, causing Bakura to almost bump into the soldier that had whipped him. Mumbling in annoyance, Bakura yanked his head to one side to see exactly what the holdup was.
Snorting, the albino wasn't surprise to find the entire grand council bow down before Yami, their heads touching the ground as it they were glued there with some super adhesive substance.
'What a bunch of dorks,' Bakura thought, watching disdainfully as Yami raised an arm wearily and the officials returning to their original positions in perfect unison, like a bunch of trained dogs obeying their master.
Suddenly, a figure walked up to them, tall and muscular, with sturdy steps announcing his arrival. Kneeling before Yami, the young man murmured a welcome.
"It's an honor for you to be back, m'lord." A pair of dark cerulean eyes peered out from brown bangs, and a soft inquiry followed. "Did you find Yugi?"
Yami shook his head sadly, golden spikes flying across his face. "No, Seth.I'm afraid not. I would continue searching if I had not found this scandal along the way."
To emphasize his point, Yami kicked Bakura brutally in the leg, forcing the other onto his knees.
Seth's eyes widened in surprise. "Pardon me if I ask, lord, but isn't that."
"Bakura?" Yami finished for him, still holding a deadly glance on the robber. "Yes, it is indeed him. And I want him executed for what he did!"
~*~
Will Bakura be executed? If so, how? Will YK get flames for writing this chapter? How many will she get? Find all that out.in the next chappie!
Yami: .I have no comment whatsoever.
YK: Tomorrow's Christmas!!!!!!!! And if anyone wants to see a picture of Yami dressed up as Santa Clause, just leave a request in the review and I'll send one over!
Yami: The horror.Y'know how _fat_ I look?
YK: *laughs*
Yami: You're nice.
YK: Poor Yami.don't worry, you can take a break tomorrow.
Yami: ^_^Please R&R!
