Ack. Not much to say, this time. Ummm, enjoy? Oh, and it seems getting four
chapters in a week was gross exaggeration... I really shouldn't make such
claims when I know I can't live up to them.
A hundred thanks and hugs to Lady Geuna (^.^ really?), fdkj (hn. Well, reviewing tends to be forgotten...), little maiden (I don't think I'll reveal this just yet), Slice (I think that something of that nature is coming in this chapter ^^), Dark Lady Setsuna (R/B fluffiness in ch 16, coming up...), Silver Dragon (It won't be revealed just yet. But soon, very soon.), Lady Kaiba (I'm still waiting for the second chapter... Although I should go and check if you already posted it), Chibizoo (^.~ Not much to add on that...), highqueenofthegods (Mokuba a vampire? o.O I don't think it fits him), Jack V. Briefs (Thank you so much!), Seventh Sage (...sorry. I just seem to cut it too early -___-), firedraygon97 (if I recall correctly I said M/I would be during this _night_. Oh well, it's in this chapter anyway), r*a*d*i*a*n*y (...are you actually thinking me to be nearly as good as SSJ Sky? *faints* Y. Shenya: *poke poke* OK, now who's supposed to write the rest of the answers?), SSJ Sky (truthfully, right now I don't know whether to laugh (you like my story?! OO) or cry (I'm convinced that none of what I wrote to you made any sense. The result of trying to write English, read French and speak Finnish all in the same time early in the morning...)), Diamond (thank you!), Naturi (Should I tell? naah, you'll have to wait a few more chapters), Neko-chan (...okay, you were right. YS: *glares at Neko-chan and Shenya* now what you've done?!), Renee the Rabid Squirrel (well, on the original story I really don't know so much either), SilverLily (Grandpa? *laughs* now _he_ would make an odd hunter! ^^) and Princess Strawberry (weeell, couldn't be...)
Slaying the Dreamer, chapter 15: A Vampire's Thoughts
---Yami POV---
Strange inventions these people of the modern times had. When we had reached his room, Yugi had immediately begged me to turn on the 'radio'. Of course, it had taken me a while to grasp the concept of it, and finally Yugi had gotten bored and reached out to push the little button. Coincidentally, I had found it just then, and our hands had touched. After all that had happened between us, how could one little touch have such a big effect?
Little sparks of excitement still tickled my hand, minutes after the contact. Minutes that had been spent in an awkward silence, the radio singing those modern songs of theirs. But somehow touching they were, those songs.
As I now sat there, on the edge of the little one's bed, I listened more closely to the lyrics of one particularly dark song.
"...wanted a heart, wanted a soul, more than anything else in this world. But we are doomed, body and soul marooned, I would never give in. Just like the moon does, we rise'n'shine'n'fall, over you that I rise'n'shine'n'crawl, victims aren't we all..." [1]
Could it be any more accurate? We are all victims, of ourselves, of the world, ensnared in our own scheming, desperate to get out. And the only way out that I could see was death. Perhaps there was a better world in the afterlife, but somehow I doubted it. When had I abandoned my old faith? I didn't know... But there it was, the sadness, the fury that threatened to take over me. Such conflicting emotions, yet the same.
"What are you thinking?"
The little one's voice was once again my savior. Yet I knew that the voice that was now youthful and bright, full of life, would once be old, tired, empty. That is how it goes, isn't it? Except for us, the vampires, the hunters. We would stay the same throughout the centuries, watching, sometimes even craving for that sweet death that we delivered so easily to these fragile creatures.
"Nothing"
But how could I save Yugi from being old? Not by making him a vampire, that was sure, for if he was turned, he would lose that sweet innocence that seemed to linger around him no matter what, he would be like me then. Having to feed on the blood of others was no life, I couldn't give him such a fate.
"Don't give me that, Yami. You certainly are thinking _something_!"
I turned my full attention to him, the boy lying there on the bed, looking at me with those big amethyst eyes. I couldn't do that to him, to make him lose that innocence. Or could I?
Shrugging, suddenly uneasy, nearly horrified, I laid down close beside him. His widened eyes were now level with mine, regarding me with curiosity, hope? Couldn't be hope, something else.
"Life. Death. How fragile the mortal lives are, despite everything."
He reached out to me and touched my face. Taking a deep breath, I once again marveled at his soft skin, and the scent that was him.
"You think too much"
"When you have an eternity in your hands, you tend to be that way"
I turned my face and kissed his palm, desperate for forgiveness, for a small pause in my endless thinking. For I agreed with him, I truly thought too much. It just messed up my head.
Yugi looked at me, his gaze steady on my face, questioning, pleading, demanding me to do something about the helplessness that threatened to consume both of us, perhaps to take our minds off the impending doom we felt.
I closed my eyes, unsure as to what I should do.
---Ishtar POV---
It was time again. Here I come, sweet little child of this new, bright time, you'd better be ready. And don't you dare to have harmed yourself again!
As I moved, glided, flew through the darkening night, I could feel our doom come closer. It had been there for some time, alerting me to the fact that I might not have much time left to do anything. For even if the Pharaoh didn't remember the prophecies and what he had done, I did. I remembered too well, in my opinion, the passing millennia hadn't managed to wipe away all those memories.
In fact, I remembered it all, and it greatly bothered me sometimes. They haunted me, so I was unable to sleep, I couldn't do it. To fall to that long sleep every vampire needs would be a blessing, but I couldn't do it. Why? I didn't know, and I knew that I should sleep. No matter, it was already too late, I could but go on with what I had.
Mad, madder, maddest, me. I knew that I could be seen as one big lunatic, but so what? The best of people never were completely sane... Right? Or am I just making excuses to feel better of myself?
No matter, I would be dead in a few days anyway. But the time I had left, I wanted to spend as well as possible, and that meant going to this new me, the human who still hadn't screwed up his life as well as I had screwed mine. _He_ still had a chance to live, and I was determined to see that it stayed that way if I had to beat the knowledge into him.
Well, I was sure it wouldn't come to that, easy to make such a promise, not so easy to keep. I was pretty sure that despite my great acts I couldn't bring myself to harm that human seriously. Drink some of his blood? Any day, I as sure that his blood would be one the sweetest thing I ever tasted, but harm him otherwise? Now that would be questionable.
I arrived to Marik's house, grinning ferociously. What fun would this night include? The anticipation kept me on my toes, brought some excitement. And excitement was always good, too little of that these days. Nothing quite made you feel excited when you were invincible.
Well, invincible as far as anyone else but that one destined to kill all of us was concerned.
Deciding not to think on it any further, I went in.
"Oh, Marik honey! Where are you?"
I giggled insanely as I felt his presence start moving towards me. Such a sweet young boy he was, answering my call.
"What do you think you're doing?!"
"Nothing"
Trying to stifle the silent giggles, I moved behind him faster than he could see and wrapped my arms around him. Whispering to his hair, I felt a familiar craving rising inside me.
"So what are we going to do tonight?"
I could see he was fighting a blush, taking a deep breath before answering. Oh this was going to be so fun.
"I wouldn't know, you're the one who keeps insisting on stalking me"
Shaking with silent laughter, I slid my other hand lower on his body, hearing a sudden intake of breath as a result. Very satisfactory. But I wasn't expecting what he did next, for everyone was usually either afraid or disgusted - or dead - at this point of knowing me.
He turned around, smirking, and spoke on a low, breathy voice straight to my ear.
"Well, I think we can easily figure out something to do, now that I think of it."
The next thing I knew he pressed his soft lips against mine, begging for entrance with his tongue. Shocked out of my wits, I complied, and was immediately rewarded with a deep kiss that threatened to rob me of all air.
Not of the kind to let events rule over me for long, I quickly regained my senses and tightened my hold on him. So he thought he could actually have the upper hand on this? Oh he was so wrong. I took a few steps forward, crushing him against the wall in the process. This nicely let my hands free to explore over him with no worry of him getting away. All I had to worry about now was not crushing him, humans were such fragile creatures, and my powers were strong even compared to other creatures of the night.
Such a daring boy he was, to be around a mad vampire, even more so to kiss that said creature. In all my thousands of years I hadn't met someone like him...
New and exciting, this was, possessing all the qualities it would need for me to experience something different, something that would actually jolt me out of the depressing every-night routines. Not that I could enjoy those routines much longer anyway.
I felt Marik's slender fingers dig into my back as I forced my tongue deeper into his mouth, feeling the firm muscles of his stomach with my other hand. Our passionate moment was interrupted by a shocked female voice.
"Marik?! What are you doing?"
I broke the kiss and glanced at the sister of my precious mortal. Not worth notice right now... She didn't wield the power she used to. Grinning slightly, I set down to kiss the tanned boy's throat.
"Oh. Isis. Ummm... A bit busy right now, as you can probably - Oh for... Ishtar, cut it off!"
Just burying my face deeper, into the hollow of his neck, I continued tasting him - if he wanted to chat, he could do it during the day, during the night he was mine.
"Right"
I could practically see how she looked at me with wide eyes. Okay, so maybe I wasn't exactly normal, but who cares?
"Why don't you go somewhere else than the hallway for that"
I agreed, so I lifted the look-alike of mine to my shoulder, and turned to face her. Then I noticed something... She was holding one of _them_ in her hands. How could she possess one of them? It seemed she _could_ be as powerful as she was, she just didn't want to. Or didn't know how?
"You know, you'd better be careful. The one who is coming after us will be looking for that. He won't bother with Marik, I have the original Item, but he'll search you out if he ever senses that thing near."
I felt Marik sift so that he could look at my face, and Isis regarded me as she probably would some complete lunatic. I glanced at her one final time before moving to Marik's room. I had no time to worry about such things, not at least when I had this sweet mortal waiting for my attention.
---Bakura POV---
Why would he do that? Was he really trying to help me?
I walked on with my arm draped around Ryou's shoulders, glancing at him every now and then. He had been silent for a long while now, and it made me... nervous. As much as I hated admitting it.
After his quiet words last night, I had been thinking... Thinking so much that my poor head felt ready to explode. Could it really be true, what he said? Suddenly the mortal by my side sighed deeply and stopped.
"It's no use. You're obviously not going to change."
I blinked down at him, surprised, suspicious even.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know, I just..."
He was biting his lip, carefully averting his eyes. His arms were crossed over his chest, and as a whole he was a picture of someone who didn't know what to do.
"It hurt, you know."
Amazed, I looked at him. Was he referring to what I had done that first time we met?
"And you're bringing this up because...?"
"Why does it have to be so hard... To move on. Perhaps forget all about you"
I raised an eyebrow. So now he wanted to forget me, did he. Well I wasn't about to be forgotten that easily.
I raised his chin, looking deep into his eyes. Perhaps something of an exaggeration, but I really wanted his attention now. After last night, I didn't truly think it would come to this...
"Now listen to me, you..."
"Why? I have feelings, too, you know. It's not that easy"
He pulled back from me, leaving me standing there like an utter moron. Perhaps I was, in this matter. I really didn't know how I should behave. So far I had come since my days in ancient Egypt.
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[1] I don't own this either! The song is 'Brandon Lee' by The 69 Eyes. Couldn't resist adding it... And truthfully, I think Jyrki's deep voice and the gothic music kinda fits the mood of this fic *smile* (YS: Oh wow. Now you've completely lost your mind, haven't you?)
AN: *smirk* Now what you think of _this_ chapter? (YS: Oh yes, a great chappie indeed *leers at her hikari*) *sweatdrop* Now what do you mean by that? (YS: Nothing. Absolutely nothing) -__-; You're way too odd, you know that? *mutters something* Please review, everyone!
A hundred thanks and hugs to Lady Geuna (^.^ really?), fdkj (hn. Well, reviewing tends to be forgotten...), little maiden (I don't think I'll reveal this just yet), Slice (I think that something of that nature is coming in this chapter ^^), Dark Lady Setsuna (R/B fluffiness in ch 16, coming up...), Silver Dragon (It won't be revealed just yet. But soon, very soon.), Lady Kaiba (I'm still waiting for the second chapter... Although I should go and check if you already posted it), Chibizoo (^.~ Not much to add on that...), highqueenofthegods (Mokuba a vampire? o.O I don't think it fits him), Jack V. Briefs (Thank you so much!), Seventh Sage (...sorry. I just seem to cut it too early -___-), firedraygon97 (if I recall correctly I said M/I would be during this _night_. Oh well, it's in this chapter anyway), r*a*d*i*a*n*y (...are you actually thinking me to be nearly as good as SSJ Sky? *faints* Y. Shenya: *poke poke* OK, now who's supposed to write the rest of the answers?), SSJ Sky (truthfully, right now I don't know whether to laugh (you like my story?! OO) or cry (I'm convinced that none of what I wrote to you made any sense. The result of trying to write English, read French and speak Finnish all in the same time early in the morning...)), Diamond (thank you!), Naturi (Should I tell? naah, you'll have to wait a few more chapters), Neko-chan (...okay, you were right. YS: *glares at Neko-chan and Shenya* now what you've done?!), Renee the Rabid Squirrel (well, on the original story I really don't know so much either), SilverLily (Grandpa? *laughs* now _he_ would make an odd hunter! ^^) and Princess Strawberry (weeell, couldn't be...)
Slaying the Dreamer, chapter 15: A Vampire's Thoughts
---Yami POV---
Strange inventions these people of the modern times had. When we had reached his room, Yugi had immediately begged me to turn on the 'radio'. Of course, it had taken me a while to grasp the concept of it, and finally Yugi had gotten bored and reached out to push the little button. Coincidentally, I had found it just then, and our hands had touched. After all that had happened between us, how could one little touch have such a big effect?
Little sparks of excitement still tickled my hand, minutes after the contact. Minutes that had been spent in an awkward silence, the radio singing those modern songs of theirs. But somehow touching they were, those songs.
As I now sat there, on the edge of the little one's bed, I listened more closely to the lyrics of one particularly dark song.
"...wanted a heart, wanted a soul, more than anything else in this world. But we are doomed, body and soul marooned, I would never give in. Just like the moon does, we rise'n'shine'n'fall, over you that I rise'n'shine'n'crawl, victims aren't we all..." [1]
Could it be any more accurate? We are all victims, of ourselves, of the world, ensnared in our own scheming, desperate to get out. And the only way out that I could see was death. Perhaps there was a better world in the afterlife, but somehow I doubted it. When had I abandoned my old faith? I didn't know... But there it was, the sadness, the fury that threatened to take over me. Such conflicting emotions, yet the same.
"What are you thinking?"
The little one's voice was once again my savior. Yet I knew that the voice that was now youthful and bright, full of life, would once be old, tired, empty. That is how it goes, isn't it? Except for us, the vampires, the hunters. We would stay the same throughout the centuries, watching, sometimes even craving for that sweet death that we delivered so easily to these fragile creatures.
"Nothing"
But how could I save Yugi from being old? Not by making him a vampire, that was sure, for if he was turned, he would lose that sweet innocence that seemed to linger around him no matter what, he would be like me then. Having to feed on the blood of others was no life, I couldn't give him such a fate.
"Don't give me that, Yami. You certainly are thinking _something_!"
I turned my full attention to him, the boy lying there on the bed, looking at me with those big amethyst eyes. I couldn't do that to him, to make him lose that innocence. Or could I?
Shrugging, suddenly uneasy, nearly horrified, I laid down close beside him. His widened eyes were now level with mine, regarding me with curiosity, hope? Couldn't be hope, something else.
"Life. Death. How fragile the mortal lives are, despite everything."
He reached out to me and touched my face. Taking a deep breath, I once again marveled at his soft skin, and the scent that was him.
"You think too much"
"When you have an eternity in your hands, you tend to be that way"
I turned my face and kissed his palm, desperate for forgiveness, for a small pause in my endless thinking. For I agreed with him, I truly thought too much. It just messed up my head.
Yugi looked at me, his gaze steady on my face, questioning, pleading, demanding me to do something about the helplessness that threatened to consume both of us, perhaps to take our minds off the impending doom we felt.
I closed my eyes, unsure as to what I should do.
---Ishtar POV---
It was time again. Here I come, sweet little child of this new, bright time, you'd better be ready. And don't you dare to have harmed yourself again!
As I moved, glided, flew through the darkening night, I could feel our doom come closer. It had been there for some time, alerting me to the fact that I might not have much time left to do anything. For even if the Pharaoh didn't remember the prophecies and what he had done, I did. I remembered too well, in my opinion, the passing millennia hadn't managed to wipe away all those memories.
In fact, I remembered it all, and it greatly bothered me sometimes. They haunted me, so I was unable to sleep, I couldn't do it. To fall to that long sleep every vampire needs would be a blessing, but I couldn't do it. Why? I didn't know, and I knew that I should sleep. No matter, it was already too late, I could but go on with what I had.
Mad, madder, maddest, me. I knew that I could be seen as one big lunatic, but so what? The best of people never were completely sane... Right? Or am I just making excuses to feel better of myself?
No matter, I would be dead in a few days anyway. But the time I had left, I wanted to spend as well as possible, and that meant going to this new me, the human who still hadn't screwed up his life as well as I had screwed mine. _He_ still had a chance to live, and I was determined to see that it stayed that way if I had to beat the knowledge into him.
Well, I was sure it wouldn't come to that, easy to make such a promise, not so easy to keep. I was pretty sure that despite my great acts I couldn't bring myself to harm that human seriously. Drink some of his blood? Any day, I as sure that his blood would be one the sweetest thing I ever tasted, but harm him otherwise? Now that would be questionable.
I arrived to Marik's house, grinning ferociously. What fun would this night include? The anticipation kept me on my toes, brought some excitement. And excitement was always good, too little of that these days. Nothing quite made you feel excited when you were invincible.
Well, invincible as far as anyone else but that one destined to kill all of us was concerned.
Deciding not to think on it any further, I went in.
"Oh, Marik honey! Where are you?"
I giggled insanely as I felt his presence start moving towards me. Such a sweet young boy he was, answering my call.
"What do you think you're doing?!"
"Nothing"
Trying to stifle the silent giggles, I moved behind him faster than he could see and wrapped my arms around him. Whispering to his hair, I felt a familiar craving rising inside me.
"So what are we going to do tonight?"
I could see he was fighting a blush, taking a deep breath before answering. Oh this was going to be so fun.
"I wouldn't know, you're the one who keeps insisting on stalking me"
Shaking with silent laughter, I slid my other hand lower on his body, hearing a sudden intake of breath as a result. Very satisfactory. But I wasn't expecting what he did next, for everyone was usually either afraid or disgusted - or dead - at this point of knowing me.
He turned around, smirking, and spoke on a low, breathy voice straight to my ear.
"Well, I think we can easily figure out something to do, now that I think of it."
The next thing I knew he pressed his soft lips against mine, begging for entrance with his tongue. Shocked out of my wits, I complied, and was immediately rewarded with a deep kiss that threatened to rob me of all air.
Not of the kind to let events rule over me for long, I quickly regained my senses and tightened my hold on him. So he thought he could actually have the upper hand on this? Oh he was so wrong. I took a few steps forward, crushing him against the wall in the process. This nicely let my hands free to explore over him with no worry of him getting away. All I had to worry about now was not crushing him, humans were such fragile creatures, and my powers were strong even compared to other creatures of the night.
Such a daring boy he was, to be around a mad vampire, even more so to kiss that said creature. In all my thousands of years I hadn't met someone like him...
New and exciting, this was, possessing all the qualities it would need for me to experience something different, something that would actually jolt me out of the depressing every-night routines. Not that I could enjoy those routines much longer anyway.
I felt Marik's slender fingers dig into my back as I forced my tongue deeper into his mouth, feeling the firm muscles of his stomach with my other hand. Our passionate moment was interrupted by a shocked female voice.
"Marik?! What are you doing?"
I broke the kiss and glanced at the sister of my precious mortal. Not worth notice right now... She didn't wield the power she used to. Grinning slightly, I set down to kiss the tanned boy's throat.
"Oh. Isis. Ummm... A bit busy right now, as you can probably - Oh for... Ishtar, cut it off!"
Just burying my face deeper, into the hollow of his neck, I continued tasting him - if he wanted to chat, he could do it during the day, during the night he was mine.
"Right"
I could practically see how she looked at me with wide eyes. Okay, so maybe I wasn't exactly normal, but who cares?
"Why don't you go somewhere else than the hallway for that"
I agreed, so I lifted the look-alike of mine to my shoulder, and turned to face her. Then I noticed something... She was holding one of _them_ in her hands. How could she possess one of them? It seemed she _could_ be as powerful as she was, she just didn't want to. Or didn't know how?
"You know, you'd better be careful. The one who is coming after us will be looking for that. He won't bother with Marik, I have the original Item, but he'll search you out if he ever senses that thing near."
I felt Marik sift so that he could look at my face, and Isis regarded me as she probably would some complete lunatic. I glanced at her one final time before moving to Marik's room. I had no time to worry about such things, not at least when I had this sweet mortal waiting for my attention.
---Bakura POV---
Why would he do that? Was he really trying to help me?
I walked on with my arm draped around Ryou's shoulders, glancing at him every now and then. He had been silent for a long while now, and it made me... nervous. As much as I hated admitting it.
After his quiet words last night, I had been thinking... Thinking so much that my poor head felt ready to explode. Could it really be true, what he said? Suddenly the mortal by my side sighed deeply and stopped.
"It's no use. You're obviously not going to change."
I blinked down at him, surprised, suspicious even.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know, I just..."
He was biting his lip, carefully averting his eyes. His arms were crossed over his chest, and as a whole he was a picture of someone who didn't know what to do.
"It hurt, you know."
Amazed, I looked at him. Was he referring to what I had done that first time we met?
"And you're bringing this up because...?"
"Why does it have to be so hard... To move on. Perhaps forget all about you"
I raised an eyebrow. So now he wanted to forget me, did he. Well I wasn't about to be forgotten that easily.
I raised his chin, looking deep into his eyes. Perhaps something of an exaggeration, but I really wanted his attention now. After last night, I didn't truly think it would come to this...
"Now listen to me, you..."
"Why? I have feelings, too, you know. It's not that easy"
He pulled back from me, leaving me standing there like an utter moron. Perhaps I was, in this matter. I really didn't know how I should behave. So far I had come since my days in ancient Egypt.
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[1] I don't own this either! The song is 'Brandon Lee' by The 69 Eyes. Couldn't resist adding it... And truthfully, I think Jyrki's deep voice and the gothic music kinda fits the mood of this fic *smile* (YS: Oh wow. Now you've completely lost your mind, haven't you?)
AN: *smirk* Now what you think of _this_ chapter? (YS: Oh yes, a great chappie indeed *leers at her hikari*) *sweatdrop* Now what do you mean by that? (YS: Nothing. Absolutely nothing) -__-; You're way too odd, you know that? *mutters something* Please review, everyone!