For Love of A Demon Authoress: Ryou and Bakura's Princess (a.k.a. Aisling Kaiba)
Aisling: I'm back!
Yami: Dear Ra, not another one. Looks at it And a vampire one? Dear Ra, we're all screwed.
Aisling: Leave me alone, Pharaoh.
Ryou: Nods Yes, be nice to her.
Aisling: Thank you, love. Would you do the disclaimer for me?
Ryou: Yes. Aisling-chan does not own YGO, but anything original is hers.
Aisling: Glomps him Arigatou! And now, on with the fic!
Chapter one: A Random Victim
It was a dark, moonless night. The streets of Domino City were unusually quiet and deserted tonight, save for a few people who were finally heading for home after a long day's work.
A lone, pale, mysterious figure darted through the shadows, a hunter searching in the darkness for his prey. He drifted silently by the front doors of KaibaCorp, ducking into the shadowy alleyway between KaibaCorp and the building next to it, and waited. He didn't have to wait for very long.
After a few minutes, a man wearing a dark gray business suit emerged from the revolving doors and stepped out into the night. He was tall, perhaps 6'O" at the most, and of a slightly muscular, stocky build. He appeared to be in his early to late twenties with short, neatly-trimmed blonde hair, cold, steely gray eyes, and a pale complexion that seemed to speak of too many days spent inside with the shades drawn over the window. He carried a black leather briefcase with the initials T.K. emblazoned upon the leather.
The man whistled nervously to himself as he walked towards his car. He suddenly stopped, though, falling silent as he did so. He looked around nervously, somehow seeming to sense the demon that was lurking in the shadows behind him.
Suddenly he felt someone or something being pressed against his back. Slender arms wrapped themselves around him tightly, ensnaring him. The man stiffened in the other's grasp, (A/N: There's the gutter, get your minds out of it, please. ) his heart pounding wildly. He started to thrash desperately in the demon's arms, but his captor tightened his grip, effectively stilling the man's struggles and banishing any hope of escape that he may have had.
"Don't bother struggling, mortal. You won't escape," his captor hissed in his ear.
The voice was deep and purely masculine, the tone soft but clearly dangerous, giving the distinct impression that this creature was not one to be reckoned with. An unusual accent drifted through his voice, though the man, Takashi, couldn't quite place it. It sounded slightly exotic, and could have been either British, or maybe even Egyptian. Perhaps it was an odd mixture of both, (A/N: Swoon) though there was really no way that he could have been sure.
But at the moment, it was the least of his worries. The other was leaning in closer now, and had pressed his icy lips against his captive's throat. Fear flowed over Takashi in waves as the white-haired fiend dragged his sharp, elongated fangs slowly down that pale, inviting flesh.
"Let go of me!" Takashi yelped, struggling harder to break free, but it was to no avail.
"Now, what fun would that be?" the fiend asked, his words muffled against Takashi's throat. (A/N: Swoons again Okay, shutting up now.) Suddenly Takashi cried out in pain as sharp fangs pierced the tender skin of his neck. He felt as though his whole body was on fire as his blood flowed from the wound into the other's mouth, the thick crimson substance plopping warmly in his belly.
Takashi tried again to push the demon away from him, but it was no use. His strength was leaving his limbs because of the loss of blood that he was suffering from.
His gray eyes started to drift closed. The last thing he saw was a flash of shockingly white hair and dark, chocolate brown eyes that were tinted slightly with crimson. Then the darkness of oblivion surrounded him and he surrendered to its call willingly.
The fiend smirked to himself as he pulled back from his victim. The demon lifted the body easily, despite his seemingly delicate appearance. He moved back into the alleyway, dropping his burden onto the ground in a dark corner, using his power to conceal the wounds so that there would be no evidence of an attack to trace the man's death to him.
He kicked the body idly once, with the tip of his boot, glancing up at the sky as if sensing something familiar close by. Then he took off, disappearing into the shadows of the night. Takashi watched as the vampire vanished into the darkness through dead, unseeing eyes.
To be continued.....okay, this is my first attempt at doing a vampire story in this fandom, so please, give it a chance, and don't flame me. I know I said this would be up earlier, but I lost it the first time, and then my laptop went kaput. sigh So it's a little late. Ducks random objects being thrown her way Umm, and if it wouldn't be too much trouble, let me know if I should have Yami and Marik (the yami) in this, and if I should make them vamps too, and if I should go ahead and bring Takashi back into this as a vampire too. I have two more chapters written, so I'll post those with this one. And this will be shounen-ai, possibly yaoi (if I have the inspiration). The main pairing is Ryou/Bakura, but if anyone wants others (yami/yugi, malik/marik or any combination of the four, let me know and I'll see what I can do.) Well, I think that's it for now, So, ja ne!
Ryou and Bakura's Princess
Aisling: I'm back!
Yami: Dear Ra, not another one. Looks at it And a vampire one? Dear Ra, we're all screwed.
Aisling: Leave me alone, Pharaoh.
Ryou: Nods Yes, be nice to her.
Aisling: Thank you, love. Would you do the disclaimer for me?
Ryou: Yes. Aisling-chan does not own YGO, but anything original is hers.
Aisling: Glomps him Arigatou! And now, on with the fic!
Chapter one: A Random Victim
It was a dark, moonless night. The streets of Domino City were unusually quiet and deserted tonight, save for a few people who were finally heading for home after a long day's work.
A lone, pale, mysterious figure darted through the shadows, a hunter searching in the darkness for his prey. He drifted silently by the front doors of KaibaCorp, ducking into the shadowy alleyway between KaibaCorp and the building next to it, and waited. He didn't have to wait for very long.
After a few minutes, a man wearing a dark gray business suit emerged from the revolving doors and stepped out into the night. He was tall, perhaps 6'O" at the most, and of a slightly muscular, stocky build. He appeared to be in his early to late twenties with short, neatly-trimmed blonde hair, cold, steely gray eyes, and a pale complexion that seemed to speak of too many days spent inside with the shades drawn over the window. He carried a black leather briefcase with the initials T.K. emblazoned upon the leather.
The man whistled nervously to himself as he walked towards his car. He suddenly stopped, though, falling silent as he did so. He looked around nervously, somehow seeming to sense the demon that was lurking in the shadows behind him.
Suddenly he felt someone or something being pressed against his back. Slender arms wrapped themselves around him tightly, ensnaring him. The man stiffened in the other's grasp, (A/N: There's the gutter, get your minds out of it, please. ) his heart pounding wildly. He started to thrash desperately in the demon's arms, but his captor tightened his grip, effectively stilling the man's struggles and banishing any hope of escape that he may have had.
"Don't bother struggling, mortal. You won't escape," his captor hissed in his ear.
The voice was deep and purely masculine, the tone soft but clearly dangerous, giving the distinct impression that this creature was not one to be reckoned with. An unusual accent drifted through his voice, though the man, Takashi, couldn't quite place it. It sounded slightly exotic, and could have been either British, or maybe even Egyptian. Perhaps it was an odd mixture of both, (A/N: Swoon) though there was really no way that he could have been sure.
But at the moment, it was the least of his worries. The other was leaning in closer now, and had pressed his icy lips against his captive's throat. Fear flowed over Takashi in waves as the white-haired fiend dragged his sharp, elongated fangs slowly down that pale, inviting flesh.
"Let go of me!" Takashi yelped, struggling harder to break free, but it was to no avail.
"Now, what fun would that be?" the fiend asked, his words muffled against Takashi's throat. (A/N: Swoons again Okay, shutting up now.) Suddenly Takashi cried out in pain as sharp fangs pierced the tender skin of his neck. He felt as though his whole body was on fire as his blood flowed from the wound into the other's mouth, the thick crimson substance plopping warmly in his belly.
Takashi tried again to push the demon away from him, but it was no use. His strength was leaving his limbs because of the loss of blood that he was suffering from.
His gray eyes started to drift closed. The last thing he saw was a flash of shockingly white hair and dark, chocolate brown eyes that were tinted slightly with crimson. Then the darkness of oblivion surrounded him and he surrendered to its call willingly.
The fiend smirked to himself as he pulled back from his victim. The demon lifted the body easily, despite his seemingly delicate appearance. He moved back into the alleyway, dropping his burden onto the ground in a dark corner, using his power to conceal the wounds so that there would be no evidence of an attack to trace the man's death to him.
He kicked the body idly once, with the tip of his boot, glancing up at the sky as if sensing something familiar close by. Then he took off, disappearing into the shadows of the night. Takashi watched as the vampire vanished into the darkness through dead, unseeing eyes.
To be continued.....okay, this is my first attempt at doing a vampire story in this fandom, so please, give it a chance, and don't flame me. I know I said this would be up earlier, but I lost it the first time, and then my laptop went kaput. sigh So it's a little late. Ducks random objects being thrown her way Umm, and if it wouldn't be too much trouble, let me know if I should have Yami and Marik (the yami) in this, and if I should make them vamps too, and if I should go ahead and bring Takashi back into this as a vampire too. I have two more chapters written, so I'll post those with this one. And this will be shounen-ai, possibly yaoi (if I have the inspiration). The main pairing is Ryou/Bakura, but if anyone wants others (yami/yugi, malik/marik or any combination of the four, let me know and I'll see what I can do.) Well, I think that's it for now, So, ja ne!
Ryou and Bakura's Princess