(( A/N Terribly sorry for the lack of updates. A bit of ooc-ness from the Rayearth characters a little latter (especially Fuu), but I'll let you guys be the judge of that.
Warning: Graphic-ness.
It's kinda long too. And Blue Eyes is a *girl*. On with the story =D ))
****Seto's POV****
I stepped outside, a cool breeze meeting me to the doorframe. Yugi's sobs were becoming too depressing for me. Chills ran up my spine, causing goosebumps to rise on my bare arms. I needed to take a walk to get my mind off this… I didn't need to feel regret for something like this.
The streets were unusually crowded and loud today. People pushed past me and bumped into me as if I were invisible. Hn. How dare them treat the high priest like this…
Stepping out of the flowing traffic of people, I found myself next to one of the abandoned temples. This old dusty place had been closed down since I was a kid… I used to play here with my friends. I had forgotten about it since.
My ears perked up at the sound of a hiss… A snake? My eyes lowered to the ground first, searching for the serpent. I had expected a usual snake… But no. To my surprise, I saw a light blue snake.
A light blue snake? I'd never seen one before… It began to slither away, constantly hissing. It's hiss was different from other snakes'… It was almost as if it were calling me to follow it. Well, why not? Nothing better to do… Plus, this snake looked pretty interesting compared to the idiotic people of this city.
The snake led me inside the aged, neglected temple, and deep into its corridors. Who knows what else inhabited this old thing since I was a child… My mind began to wander back to my childhood, watching my younger self run around the pearl white pillars and dodging people in my way as my friends and I played tag.
While I was lost in my own little world, the snake had gotten away. Suddenly realizing the immaturity of my wanderings, I turned to leave. There was only one problem. A wall had appeared, blocking the entrance in which I came in. Ok, now I knew I was going crazy.
My eye caught a scroll on the ground next to a rather large crack in the wall… Leaning down, I picked it up… The handwriting was sloppy, so I could barely read it. Something about… scorpions…? Wait, Hikaru died by a painful scorpion's bite, and so I will make you die a thousand times more painful…? This is so stupid.
Throwing the scroll onto the ground, it rolled back towards the crack. I paused for a moment… Was it just me, or were the walls vibrating?
I felt my breath cease as a flood of blue scorpions poured out of the huge crack in the wall, filling the enclosed area. I was surrounded by scorpions… I felt my blood grow cold as my mind turned numb… There was nothing I could do. Holy shit…
As the scorpions crept closer, they became nothing but a blue blur to me. The glass bottle at my side then began to vibrate. Blue Eyes…?
My hands gripped the bottle, popping the cork out of the top, as the spirit of the Blue Eyes White Dragon began to take form. She roared that magnificent roar that shook the old walls, dust and sand falling from the ceiling.
Once the dragon had fully taken shape, her deep blue hues scanned over the thousands of scorpions that still scurried about our feet. Taking in a large breath, the small area was filled with light. The light that formed in Blue Eye's mouth was her White Lightning attack, which soon swept over the scorpions, frying every single one of them.
Blue Eyes returned to her bottle just as quickly as she had come out. Placing the cork pack into place, I looked over the ashes of what used to be alive.
"Good job, Blue Eyes."
I always have to tell her that. She deserves it.
I then noticed the crack in the wall was now vacant and clear of scorpions. It was just large enough for me to escape…
****Umi's POV****
Argh! I HATE Priest Seto! You killed Hikaru and I *won't* let you get away with it!
The hallways were dark while I walked to the throne room that night. Shadows danced along the floor, creating a rapture of gloominess. I hated nights like this…
I wasn't far from Yugi's throne room when I thought I heard someone behind me. Turning behind me, the creaking stopped. The only movement was the red curtains that swayed in the wind.
Wait… it was wind right? Of course it was… There are no such things as ghosts… Just the spirits in the underworld…
My heart returned to a normal beat and I was on my way again. I suddenly found myself on the ground, my face meeting with the ground quite quickly.
I could feel a sharp pain in my side… then one in the middle of my back. It was as if someone was stabbing me…
I couldn't move. It hurt too much. My screams were not heard. A white cloth had covered my mouth before anything could echo so far as the doorframe. From my hips to my knees was now numb, the rest of me suffocating from pain.
This whole time, my eyes had been squeezed shut. I finally opened them to see that I was lying in a pool of my own hot, sticky blood. My breath was short… and the pain was beginning to overpower the rest of my body. I looked up, only to see the outline of spiky, silver hair and worn clothes…
Blood rose in my throat, forcing me to cough it out. My eyes were too weak to see anymore… With that I closed my eyes and exhaled my last breath. I knew it was over, yet the sound of laughter still rang in my ears… That laugh will forever haunt me, even in the afterlife.
****Seto's POV****
I heard about the death of Umi later that day. The Pharaoh is even more depressed now, and it's affecting everyone. He doesn't want to do work anymore. All he does it sit there and cry.
Opening the door to my room, I immediately threw off my over robe and turban. They were especially hot today…
Carelessly tossing them up on their hooks, I almost didn't hear the rustling of sheets behind me. I had been so focused elsewhere that I hadn't seen the inhabitant that was wrapped up in the sheets of my bed.
The sound frightened me, which was embarrassing seeing I hate being scared. I turned, facing my bed. There was someone shifting underneath my covers… Figuring it was that damned Pharaoh, I tore the covers away. I was wrong.
There lay Bakura, his robes hanging off his shoulders, curled up with a sly smirk curved on his lips. He sat up, that grin only growing wider.
"What the hell are you doing here?!"
I hadn't meant for my voice to rise; however it did. The tomb robber simply crossed his arms.
"Well that was a fine welcome."
What did he expect me to say? 'Honey I'm home'?
"Get out of my room before someone catches you here!"
"Like who, your pharaoh whore? I'm sure you're right. He's already sad from the death of two of his whores. It would break his heart to know his favorite loved another."
"What the hell are you talking about? That damned pharaoh sleeps with everyone. Besides, it's your fault I had to sleep with him."
Bakura was silent for a moment. I could tell he was pondering his next move.
"At least tell me why you're here…"
"I'm here because I want to be. Got a problem with it?"
I guess even tomb robbers get lonely. That's probably the reason he's here. Might as well let him stay… I've become such a softie from that stupid pharaoh's constant sobbing.
I took a seat on my bed beside Bakura, closing my eyes. What a great priest I've become… I killed a Sennen Knight, injured the pharaoh's man whore, and saved a tomb robber twice and now he's living in my room.
My mind was so preoccupied I almost didn't feel the fingertips that were creeping along my bare back. Looking up, Bakura's grin only widened. He leaned forward, his arms wrapping around my neck and pulling me to his own exposed chest. When did his shirt come off?
Thin hands traced along the skin of my chest, drawing goosebumps on my arms. Why was he doing this? And I sat there like an idiot, not saying or doing anything. It was almost like he had a spell over me… I couldn't move. Just sit and give into the sensation.
****Bakura's POV****
Oh Ra, when Seto slid his shirt off like that… It was almost as if he meant to do it. His skin looked so soft. I gripped the robes that covered the top part of my body, which were suddenly making me extremely hot, discarding them to the side of me. My hands were drawn to the pale skin, my fingertips caressing his whole chest. My head rested on top of his as I pulled him close, feeling the warmth of his body collide with my cold skin.
Seto didn't seem to resist my actions. He leaned into my hug, his weight pressing against mine. He was going to make this difficult, wasn't he? I didn't exactly want to fuck him. Just feel his skin. (What's wrong with that? -Guilty smile.-) But now, as he lay here in my arms, I wanted nothing more than to embrace his body all night and wake up to his face in the morning.
Come to think of it, he's the only one that has shown me kindness in years… Not like it mattered. I'd end up dying sooner or later, and no one would remember the tomb robber that stole nearly everything in Pharaoh Akunadin's tomb.
Seto filled my mind. Why wasn't he pushing me away? He just lay there as if he were dead. He probably wished he were dead. But those big, cerulean eyes looked up at me. They were different from usual… Instead of cruel and angry, they were almost… happy.
I placed a kiss upon his forehead. Eager to see his reaction, I watched him for a moment. Once again, he didn't withdraw. Just gave me a questioning look.
"What!?"
"Why-"
Seto's voice was so quiet it was almost a whisper. He wanted an explanation? Fine. You made me kinky and I haven't made love to anyone in years. There's my explanation. I opened my mouth, but it wouldn't come out. I seemed to shake my voice box, thinking maybe the words were just stuck. Yet no matter how much I tried, they just refused to come.
I gave up. Screw the words. My hand moved up to Seto's chin, tilting his face sideways so that I could sneak a kiss before any more words were said. I was successful.
Seto slightly pulled away at first, not expecting the kiss so suddenly. It didn't take long for him to return it, just as tender. It felt… warm. Warm and- What the hell? I'd never felt such emotions. It almost scared me. Almost. Grrr… stupid emotions. I learned a long time ago not to trust what my feelings told me. I wasn't about to start now.
My body pressed against his, forcing him to lie down on the silky bed underneath him. It was then I felt his arms wrap around my waist. His touch… His touch almost made it feel like he cared about me. Why was he being so gentle? What was I, his damn puny Pharaoh?
****Seto's POV****
The accelerating heartbeats echoed throughout my head, each beat becoming louder. Something told me not to stop him. What was wrong with me? I barely knew him, and now he was jumping on top of me? However, neither my heart nor body would give into my thoughts.
My eyes opened as Bakura slid his body on top of mine, placing multiple kisses down my neck. My hands began to drift across his frame… So thin. Yet, I couldn't stop them. They only pulled him closer. Bakura stopped for a moment, his face meeting with mine. It was just like it had been the first time we met; nose-to-nose, his eyes gazing into mine. Except this time, it meant something.
My heart only beat faster. It was then I realized exactly what position we were in- I hadn't even realized he had pushed me back against my bed. He really must have sort of spell on me.
Bakura's slender frame lay on top of mine, his slim legs were firmly wrapped around mine, his hands pressing against my chest to keep himself in a sitting position, his eyes locked on mine. It was as if were waiting for me do say or do something…
Closing my eyes, I leaned forward, my lips brushing past his, then placing a kiss on his neck. His neck was so warm, unlike the rest of his body. I couldn't help but keep myself there a little longer, nuzzling his jaw line. His hands tightened on my skin, forcing a cry from my throat. Damn he had sharp nails. They began to dig into my skin, causing me to stop kissing him long enough for him to control his fingers.
Blood began to seep from the places his nails had pierced my skin. This wasn't a problem. Bakura simply leaned down, his tongue lapping up the blood droplets, almost like a cat. An evil cat.
A sudden knock at the door made me jump.
"Seto! Seto? Are you in there?"
I could recognize that whiny voice anywhere. It was Yugi, and he was crying, as usual. Panic rushed over me as I moved to throw my robes on. Bakura kept me pinned down. He wouldn't let me move! I struggled, but he simply placed a finger over my mouth. I paused as he shushed me.
"Quiet. If he doesn't know you're here, he'll go away."
He was right. After a moment, Yugi retreated from my door. Relieved, I leaned back. That was a close one.
****Yugi's POV****
Just earlier, I had been so sad and depressed from Hikaru and Umi's death. I needed someone to kiss me and make me feel better. Leaving the throne room, I put my guards to work, guarding it while I was gone.
Jounouchi was still sick, Anzu was away, and no one else was around. Except for maybe… Fuu! I've never slept with Fuu before!
I began to search the halls for her, until I met with a guard that told me where she had gone. I found her where the guard told me she would be; on the Sennen Knights' rooftop room. I had forgotten about the place until now. They always went here when they needed someplace to get away from it all.
Fuu was leaning against the stone railing, overlooking the city. A slight wind blew, ruffling her curly blonde hair. She apparently hadn't heard me open the door. When she finally noticed me, she jumped, almost to the point of jumping off the thick railing.
"Oh, Yugi-sama, I didn't hear you-"
"It's alright, Fuu-chan."
I stepped closer, noticing she was trembling. Big, emerald eyes were full of sadness and misery. Probably more from the loss of Hikaru than Umi. She and Hikaru were very close.
Leaning on the barrier next to her, she began to edge away.
"Is something wrong, Fuu?"
"Oh, no. Nothing's wrong."
Her voice was almost monotone, there was no emotion at all. No matter. I edged after her, until she couldn't go any further. Backed up against the wall, she must have realized what I wanted by now. Panic replaced the gloom in her eyes as she began to search for a way to escape.
"Don't worry Fuu. It's not that bad-"
I leaned forward, my arms trapping her in the corner. Even though I was shorter than her, I could still block her from getting away. I grinned, inclining in her direction. Before I could place a kiss on her, her hand whipped out, slapping me across the face. It stung horribly.
My hands unblocked her, moving to my injured cheek. The tender skin now throbbed as tears swelled up in my eyes. I turned to Fuu to yell at her, but the look in her eyes beckoned me to stay away. It was almost as if she were… insane…
Fuu began to laugh uncontrollably, the wild look never leaving her eyes. She then flew at me, pushing me backwards until my back was against the opposite wall. Pulling at my hair, her long fingernails dug into my skull. It felt as if she were going to rip my hair out. Tears streamed out of my eyes and I cried for her to stop.
"Stop? Why should I stop? It's YOUR fault Umi and Hikaru are dead!"
"What? No it's-"
"And it's your fault that everything is going wrong! It's all your fault! You're a whore! A whore! You sleep with everyone! Well listen, I won't allow you to sleep with me! I no longer wish to protect such a horrible person!"
I was thrown to the ground as I heard her footsteps fade. The clatter of her Sennen Archery set was the only noise the remained of Fuu.
My tears hadn't stopped. I felt even worse now. I had never heard such awful words spoken to me. Jounouchi would have helped me if he wasn't sick… There was only one person left to go to.
I knocked on Seto's door, calling for him to answer his door. There were noises inside, but I might have just been hearing things. Crouching down a few feet away from his door, I waited for him to return to his room.
****Bakura's POV****
I sat up for a moment, waiting for Seto to rest a moment. He looked exhausted already. Poor priest.
Seto now lay on his back, looking as if he were to fall asleep. Did he think I was done with him? I should hope not.
Crawling back on top of him, I watched as his eyes eased open, almost as if pleading for me to stop. But I couldn't. Hey, it was his fault for getting me worked up.
Placing kisses along his warm, smooth neck, I heard a moan rise from his throat. That moan… I was just dying to hear it again. My fingers traced along his skin until they found the robes that covered the lower half of his body. Oh yeah, those were coming off.
I gripped the material as tight as I could with my free hand, pulling on them. I felt Seto struggle a little underneath me, yet unable to do anything since I was holding his arms back with my other hand. He was weaker than I thought he would be.
Just when I felt the clothing begin to slide off, the wooden door burst open. Raising my head, I saw the little pharaoh enter, immediately frozen from the sight. A laugh rumbled from my chest, seeing the hurt look on Yugi's face and the embarrassed look on Seto's. What a scene.
Seto sat up, reaching to pull up his garments, when I shoved his back against the bed. He lay there, cerulean eyes gazing up at me, this time disappointed that I stopped. There was something else in his eyes… The way they shone in the moonlight, it almost made me feel loved. Argh, there I go again. I hate sounding soft. But that look- Oh Seto…
I didn't care what the Pharaoh did. I wasn't going to let him ruin my good night.
****Yugi's POV****
I fled from Seto's room. I couldn't believe it… Seto and that damn tomb robber! My eyes filled with tears as I skid into the throne room, only to find half the guards missing and the others asleep.
This was a terrible night. The dim light from the torches only made me feel more depressed. I wanted to forget the Sennen Knights… Jounouchi's sickness… Seto and that tomb robber- I wanted to forget it all!
I gathered the Sennen Knights' items, pulling them into a pile out on Jounouchi's balcony. The match fell limply from my hand, landing in the center of the three. The shield, sword, and archery set were topped with burning oil. The fire lapped up the oil as the dim glow increased. I would burn the Items as well as their memories.
As I sat down on Jounouchi's bed, the smoke rose outside. Jounouchi stirred, but didn't awake. Leaning over him, I brushed the blonde strands from his face, whispering into his ear.
"Oh Jounouchi, Get better soon."
((Whew. Well, I hope this makes up for the lack of updates. Tell me what you think! Please review!))
Warning: Graphic-ness.
It's kinda long too. And Blue Eyes is a *girl*. On with the story =D ))
****Seto's POV****
I stepped outside, a cool breeze meeting me to the doorframe. Yugi's sobs were becoming too depressing for me. Chills ran up my spine, causing goosebumps to rise on my bare arms. I needed to take a walk to get my mind off this… I didn't need to feel regret for something like this.
The streets were unusually crowded and loud today. People pushed past me and bumped into me as if I were invisible. Hn. How dare them treat the high priest like this…
Stepping out of the flowing traffic of people, I found myself next to one of the abandoned temples. This old dusty place had been closed down since I was a kid… I used to play here with my friends. I had forgotten about it since.
My ears perked up at the sound of a hiss… A snake? My eyes lowered to the ground first, searching for the serpent. I had expected a usual snake… But no. To my surprise, I saw a light blue snake.
A light blue snake? I'd never seen one before… It began to slither away, constantly hissing. It's hiss was different from other snakes'… It was almost as if it were calling me to follow it. Well, why not? Nothing better to do… Plus, this snake looked pretty interesting compared to the idiotic people of this city.
The snake led me inside the aged, neglected temple, and deep into its corridors. Who knows what else inhabited this old thing since I was a child… My mind began to wander back to my childhood, watching my younger self run around the pearl white pillars and dodging people in my way as my friends and I played tag.
While I was lost in my own little world, the snake had gotten away. Suddenly realizing the immaturity of my wanderings, I turned to leave. There was only one problem. A wall had appeared, blocking the entrance in which I came in. Ok, now I knew I was going crazy.
My eye caught a scroll on the ground next to a rather large crack in the wall… Leaning down, I picked it up… The handwriting was sloppy, so I could barely read it. Something about… scorpions…? Wait, Hikaru died by a painful scorpion's bite, and so I will make you die a thousand times more painful…? This is so stupid.
Throwing the scroll onto the ground, it rolled back towards the crack. I paused for a moment… Was it just me, or were the walls vibrating?
I felt my breath cease as a flood of blue scorpions poured out of the huge crack in the wall, filling the enclosed area. I was surrounded by scorpions… I felt my blood grow cold as my mind turned numb… There was nothing I could do. Holy shit…
As the scorpions crept closer, they became nothing but a blue blur to me. The glass bottle at my side then began to vibrate. Blue Eyes…?
My hands gripped the bottle, popping the cork out of the top, as the spirit of the Blue Eyes White Dragon began to take form. She roared that magnificent roar that shook the old walls, dust and sand falling from the ceiling.
Once the dragon had fully taken shape, her deep blue hues scanned over the thousands of scorpions that still scurried about our feet. Taking in a large breath, the small area was filled with light. The light that formed in Blue Eye's mouth was her White Lightning attack, which soon swept over the scorpions, frying every single one of them.
Blue Eyes returned to her bottle just as quickly as she had come out. Placing the cork pack into place, I looked over the ashes of what used to be alive.
"Good job, Blue Eyes."
I always have to tell her that. She deserves it.
I then noticed the crack in the wall was now vacant and clear of scorpions. It was just large enough for me to escape…
****Umi's POV****
Argh! I HATE Priest Seto! You killed Hikaru and I *won't* let you get away with it!
The hallways were dark while I walked to the throne room that night. Shadows danced along the floor, creating a rapture of gloominess. I hated nights like this…
I wasn't far from Yugi's throne room when I thought I heard someone behind me. Turning behind me, the creaking stopped. The only movement was the red curtains that swayed in the wind.
Wait… it was wind right? Of course it was… There are no such things as ghosts… Just the spirits in the underworld…
My heart returned to a normal beat and I was on my way again. I suddenly found myself on the ground, my face meeting with the ground quite quickly.
I could feel a sharp pain in my side… then one in the middle of my back. It was as if someone was stabbing me…
I couldn't move. It hurt too much. My screams were not heard. A white cloth had covered my mouth before anything could echo so far as the doorframe. From my hips to my knees was now numb, the rest of me suffocating from pain.
This whole time, my eyes had been squeezed shut. I finally opened them to see that I was lying in a pool of my own hot, sticky blood. My breath was short… and the pain was beginning to overpower the rest of my body. I looked up, only to see the outline of spiky, silver hair and worn clothes…
Blood rose in my throat, forcing me to cough it out. My eyes were too weak to see anymore… With that I closed my eyes and exhaled my last breath. I knew it was over, yet the sound of laughter still rang in my ears… That laugh will forever haunt me, even in the afterlife.
****Seto's POV****
I heard about the death of Umi later that day. The Pharaoh is even more depressed now, and it's affecting everyone. He doesn't want to do work anymore. All he does it sit there and cry.
Opening the door to my room, I immediately threw off my over robe and turban. They were especially hot today…
Carelessly tossing them up on their hooks, I almost didn't hear the rustling of sheets behind me. I had been so focused elsewhere that I hadn't seen the inhabitant that was wrapped up in the sheets of my bed.
The sound frightened me, which was embarrassing seeing I hate being scared. I turned, facing my bed. There was someone shifting underneath my covers… Figuring it was that damned Pharaoh, I tore the covers away. I was wrong.
There lay Bakura, his robes hanging off his shoulders, curled up with a sly smirk curved on his lips. He sat up, that grin only growing wider.
"What the hell are you doing here?!"
I hadn't meant for my voice to rise; however it did. The tomb robber simply crossed his arms.
"Well that was a fine welcome."
What did he expect me to say? 'Honey I'm home'?
"Get out of my room before someone catches you here!"
"Like who, your pharaoh whore? I'm sure you're right. He's already sad from the death of two of his whores. It would break his heart to know his favorite loved another."
"What the hell are you talking about? That damned pharaoh sleeps with everyone. Besides, it's your fault I had to sleep with him."
Bakura was silent for a moment. I could tell he was pondering his next move.
"At least tell me why you're here…"
"I'm here because I want to be. Got a problem with it?"
I guess even tomb robbers get lonely. That's probably the reason he's here. Might as well let him stay… I've become such a softie from that stupid pharaoh's constant sobbing.
I took a seat on my bed beside Bakura, closing my eyes. What a great priest I've become… I killed a Sennen Knight, injured the pharaoh's man whore, and saved a tomb robber twice and now he's living in my room.
My mind was so preoccupied I almost didn't feel the fingertips that were creeping along my bare back. Looking up, Bakura's grin only widened. He leaned forward, his arms wrapping around my neck and pulling me to his own exposed chest. When did his shirt come off?
Thin hands traced along the skin of my chest, drawing goosebumps on my arms. Why was he doing this? And I sat there like an idiot, not saying or doing anything. It was almost like he had a spell over me… I couldn't move. Just sit and give into the sensation.
****Bakura's POV****
Oh Ra, when Seto slid his shirt off like that… It was almost as if he meant to do it. His skin looked so soft. I gripped the robes that covered the top part of my body, which were suddenly making me extremely hot, discarding them to the side of me. My hands were drawn to the pale skin, my fingertips caressing his whole chest. My head rested on top of his as I pulled him close, feeling the warmth of his body collide with my cold skin.
Seto didn't seem to resist my actions. He leaned into my hug, his weight pressing against mine. He was going to make this difficult, wasn't he? I didn't exactly want to fuck him. Just feel his skin. (What's wrong with that? -Guilty smile.-) But now, as he lay here in my arms, I wanted nothing more than to embrace his body all night and wake up to his face in the morning.
Come to think of it, he's the only one that has shown me kindness in years… Not like it mattered. I'd end up dying sooner or later, and no one would remember the tomb robber that stole nearly everything in Pharaoh Akunadin's tomb.
Seto filled my mind. Why wasn't he pushing me away? He just lay there as if he were dead. He probably wished he were dead. But those big, cerulean eyes looked up at me. They were different from usual… Instead of cruel and angry, they were almost… happy.
I placed a kiss upon his forehead. Eager to see his reaction, I watched him for a moment. Once again, he didn't withdraw. Just gave me a questioning look.
"What!?"
"Why-"
Seto's voice was so quiet it was almost a whisper. He wanted an explanation? Fine. You made me kinky and I haven't made love to anyone in years. There's my explanation. I opened my mouth, but it wouldn't come out. I seemed to shake my voice box, thinking maybe the words were just stuck. Yet no matter how much I tried, they just refused to come.
I gave up. Screw the words. My hand moved up to Seto's chin, tilting his face sideways so that I could sneak a kiss before any more words were said. I was successful.
Seto slightly pulled away at first, not expecting the kiss so suddenly. It didn't take long for him to return it, just as tender. It felt… warm. Warm and- What the hell? I'd never felt such emotions. It almost scared me. Almost. Grrr… stupid emotions. I learned a long time ago not to trust what my feelings told me. I wasn't about to start now.
My body pressed against his, forcing him to lie down on the silky bed underneath him. It was then I felt his arms wrap around my waist. His touch… His touch almost made it feel like he cared about me. Why was he being so gentle? What was I, his damn puny Pharaoh?
****Seto's POV****
The accelerating heartbeats echoed throughout my head, each beat becoming louder. Something told me not to stop him. What was wrong with me? I barely knew him, and now he was jumping on top of me? However, neither my heart nor body would give into my thoughts.
My eyes opened as Bakura slid his body on top of mine, placing multiple kisses down my neck. My hands began to drift across his frame… So thin. Yet, I couldn't stop them. They only pulled him closer. Bakura stopped for a moment, his face meeting with mine. It was just like it had been the first time we met; nose-to-nose, his eyes gazing into mine. Except this time, it meant something.
My heart only beat faster. It was then I realized exactly what position we were in- I hadn't even realized he had pushed me back against my bed. He really must have sort of spell on me.
Bakura's slender frame lay on top of mine, his slim legs were firmly wrapped around mine, his hands pressing against my chest to keep himself in a sitting position, his eyes locked on mine. It was as if were waiting for me do say or do something…
Closing my eyes, I leaned forward, my lips brushing past his, then placing a kiss on his neck. His neck was so warm, unlike the rest of his body. I couldn't help but keep myself there a little longer, nuzzling his jaw line. His hands tightened on my skin, forcing a cry from my throat. Damn he had sharp nails. They began to dig into my skin, causing me to stop kissing him long enough for him to control his fingers.
Blood began to seep from the places his nails had pierced my skin. This wasn't a problem. Bakura simply leaned down, his tongue lapping up the blood droplets, almost like a cat. An evil cat.
A sudden knock at the door made me jump.
"Seto! Seto? Are you in there?"
I could recognize that whiny voice anywhere. It was Yugi, and he was crying, as usual. Panic rushed over me as I moved to throw my robes on. Bakura kept me pinned down. He wouldn't let me move! I struggled, but he simply placed a finger over my mouth. I paused as he shushed me.
"Quiet. If he doesn't know you're here, he'll go away."
He was right. After a moment, Yugi retreated from my door. Relieved, I leaned back. That was a close one.
****Yugi's POV****
Just earlier, I had been so sad and depressed from Hikaru and Umi's death. I needed someone to kiss me and make me feel better. Leaving the throne room, I put my guards to work, guarding it while I was gone.
Jounouchi was still sick, Anzu was away, and no one else was around. Except for maybe… Fuu! I've never slept with Fuu before!
I began to search the halls for her, until I met with a guard that told me where she had gone. I found her where the guard told me she would be; on the Sennen Knights' rooftop room. I had forgotten about the place until now. They always went here when they needed someplace to get away from it all.
Fuu was leaning against the stone railing, overlooking the city. A slight wind blew, ruffling her curly blonde hair. She apparently hadn't heard me open the door. When she finally noticed me, she jumped, almost to the point of jumping off the thick railing.
"Oh, Yugi-sama, I didn't hear you-"
"It's alright, Fuu-chan."
I stepped closer, noticing she was trembling. Big, emerald eyes were full of sadness and misery. Probably more from the loss of Hikaru than Umi. She and Hikaru were very close.
Leaning on the barrier next to her, she began to edge away.
"Is something wrong, Fuu?"
"Oh, no. Nothing's wrong."
Her voice was almost monotone, there was no emotion at all. No matter. I edged after her, until she couldn't go any further. Backed up against the wall, she must have realized what I wanted by now. Panic replaced the gloom in her eyes as she began to search for a way to escape.
"Don't worry Fuu. It's not that bad-"
I leaned forward, my arms trapping her in the corner. Even though I was shorter than her, I could still block her from getting away. I grinned, inclining in her direction. Before I could place a kiss on her, her hand whipped out, slapping me across the face. It stung horribly.
My hands unblocked her, moving to my injured cheek. The tender skin now throbbed as tears swelled up in my eyes. I turned to Fuu to yell at her, but the look in her eyes beckoned me to stay away. It was almost as if she were… insane…
Fuu began to laugh uncontrollably, the wild look never leaving her eyes. She then flew at me, pushing me backwards until my back was against the opposite wall. Pulling at my hair, her long fingernails dug into my skull. It felt as if she were going to rip my hair out. Tears streamed out of my eyes and I cried for her to stop.
"Stop? Why should I stop? It's YOUR fault Umi and Hikaru are dead!"
"What? No it's-"
"And it's your fault that everything is going wrong! It's all your fault! You're a whore! A whore! You sleep with everyone! Well listen, I won't allow you to sleep with me! I no longer wish to protect such a horrible person!"
I was thrown to the ground as I heard her footsteps fade. The clatter of her Sennen Archery set was the only noise the remained of Fuu.
My tears hadn't stopped. I felt even worse now. I had never heard such awful words spoken to me. Jounouchi would have helped me if he wasn't sick… There was only one person left to go to.
I knocked on Seto's door, calling for him to answer his door. There were noises inside, but I might have just been hearing things. Crouching down a few feet away from his door, I waited for him to return to his room.
****Bakura's POV****
I sat up for a moment, waiting for Seto to rest a moment. He looked exhausted already. Poor priest.
Seto now lay on his back, looking as if he were to fall asleep. Did he think I was done with him? I should hope not.
Crawling back on top of him, I watched as his eyes eased open, almost as if pleading for me to stop. But I couldn't. Hey, it was his fault for getting me worked up.
Placing kisses along his warm, smooth neck, I heard a moan rise from his throat. That moan… I was just dying to hear it again. My fingers traced along his skin until they found the robes that covered the lower half of his body. Oh yeah, those were coming off.
I gripped the material as tight as I could with my free hand, pulling on them. I felt Seto struggle a little underneath me, yet unable to do anything since I was holding his arms back with my other hand. He was weaker than I thought he would be.
Just when I felt the clothing begin to slide off, the wooden door burst open. Raising my head, I saw the little pharaoh enter, immediately frozen from the sight. A laugh rumbled from my chest, seeing the hurt look on Yugi's face and the embarrassed look on Seto's. What a scene.
Seto sat up, reaching to pull up his garments, when I shoved his back against the bed. He lay there, cerulean eyes gazing up at me, this time disappointed that I stopped. There was something else in his eyes… The way they shone in the moonlight, it almost made me feel loved. Argh, there I go again. I hate sounding soft. But that look- Oh Seto…
I didn't care what the Pharaoh did. I wasn't going to let him ruin my good night.
****Yugi's POV****
I fled from Seto's room. I couldn't believe it… Seto and that damn tomb robber! My eyes filled with tears as I skid into the throne room, only to find half the guards missing and the others asleep.
This was a terrible night. The dim light from the torches only made me feel more depressed. I wanted to forget the Sennen Knights… Jounouchi's sickness… Seto and that tomb robber- I wanted to forget it all!
I gathered the Sennen Knights' items, pulling them into a pile out on Jounouchi's balcony. The match fell limply from my hand, landing in the center of the three. The shield, sword, and archery set were topped with burning oil. The fire lapped up the oil as the dim glow increased. I would burn the Items as well as their memories.
As I sat down on Jounouchi's bed, the smoke rose outside. Jounouchi stirred, but didn't awake. Leaning over him, I brushed the blonde strands from his face, whispering into his ear.
"Oh Jounouchi, Get better soon."
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