Aisha: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh but I do own Jean-Claude, and Kiyone. My good
friend Junko the Lost owns Kira. Another one of my good friends, Javilin
the silent one (Greymalkin Firstwitch) owns Lina.
Chapter 1
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'I only fall when you are near me.
Incomplete I only talk when you can hear me.
Keep dreaming can't wake up until I'm sleeping.
Lost on me.
Close to something I'll never be.'
Sneaker pins "Becoming X"
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Yami slowly opened his eyes. As he stared at a stone ceiling he wondered if he was dead. He took a breath and knew that he wasn't.
It hurt to breath.... Death didn't hurt...
He bolted up, looking around him and was immediately sorry that he had. The pain that laced through his entire body forced him to fall back onto the bed that he was on.
A pale skinned, slender and defiantly Elven hand slowly touched his fore head. He could hear an Elven spell of healing being recited. He immediately felt better and sat up, though it was slower this time, and this time he felt no pain. He looked around the room and fond that, despite the fact that it was stone, and had almost no furnishings, the room had a rather cozy feel to it. He looked to one side and saw a girl sitting next to him. She was very young ( 14 maybe...) , very thin, slender, and far to pale, her skin being quite close to the shade of a Vampires...Yami stared at her for a moment, feeling like he should recognize her but shook the feeling off, he then asked a question that was far over used.
"As stupid as this might sound... Where am I?" She smiled and though she meant it as a friendly gesture Yami could see that sadness, loss and pain were in it. As if she was missing someone or something very, very badly. He couldn't help but feel something for the girl as well. No one her age should have such strong sad emotions
"You're in the home of the Prince of the city."
"As in...the lair of the Vampire Prince of the city?" She nodded.
"Yes, Vampire Hunter Yami, the prince of the city." Yami stared and started to ask a question when another when another person burst into the room. The person was a man with light blond hair, black eyes, an almost feminine build, pale skin as well, and long slender fangs. Yami had only heard stories about the man but knew who he was immediately. This man... this Vampire was one of the oldest known, supposedly he was even a few years older than Bakura, and was a 5th generation as well. No one knew were he was originally from, or what his real name was, but he had spent most of his unlife in France and taken a French name.
The Ventrue Jean-Claude.
"You!" He pointed accusingly at the girl sitting next to the bed, "I told you get send for me as soon as he awoke!"
"He has just awoken, Heru." Yami wasn't fluent in Elvish but he recognized the word. Master... So she was a ghoul.
"Vampire!" Yami yelled at him quickly getting off the bed, and hitting away the Elven girl as she tried to force him back on the bed. "I should kill you right now!" The Methuselah smiled at him.
"Why, Hunter, I never knew that your kind were so rude to their savior." He said as he knelt next to his ghoul helping her up.
"Savior?"
"Quite. She reused you and your lover from Final Death." He smiled at the girl. "Quite an accomplished Necromancer." Yami stood there, taking in the first part of the sentence.
"You mean.... Yuugi?" The girl nodded.
"He's in the next room... I told him that you were still..." She stopped as Yami had already left the room.
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Yuugi jumped out of the bed and ran to Yami as soon as he entered to room. The two of them hugged and kissed and hugged again.
"Yami..." The Vampire said as he began to cry. "I missed you..." Yami hugged the boy to him.
"And I thought that I lost you." He whispered. "Never do anything like that again." He said with a small smile. Yuugi nodded and hugged the man even tighter.
"I love you Yami." The Vampire whispered.
"And I love you Yuugi." The Hunter replied gently stroking Yuugis hair. The moment of tender love was interrupted by Jean-Claude and his servant.
"Well," the Vampire sighed annoyed "if you two are done I can tell you what has been going on since you two died." It was Yamis turn to be annoyed.
"Just leave, Vampire." He said hugging Yuugi a little tighter to him.
"Yami..." Yuugi finally spoke up, "We do need to know what's happened." Yami looked at Yuugi then at Jean-Claude.
"Fine Vampire, you win." Jean-Claude gave a smile that looked to mean 'I always win' and nodded.
"The two of you have been Dead for only a week. These bodies that you now have are obviously not your real ones and are a gift... from my ghoul," He motioned towards the girl, "I would have let you die but that is besides the point. Kaiba your former partner is still in the city, and if he knew you two were alive he would kill you so I suggest that you both lie low for a while." He stopped and looked at the girl next to him, who smiled and nodded, "If you whish you both may stay here. But if you stay here you may not touch any of the other creatures here or I will declare a Blood Hunt on the both of y-" He stopped quite suddenly and tilted his head to one side, seeming to hear something that Yami and Yuugi could not hear. Strangely his ghoul reacted in much the same way, hearing something as well.
"As enthralling as this conversation is I am afraid that I must now take my leave." The man said turning on his heal and walking away. The girl was left standing in the door way. She looked down at the floor and said quietly.
"Please do not be angry with me for returning you to life... I simply could not stand to let you both die so soon after you had found each other." She gave a sad smile still looking at the floor. "I know what it is like to be alone for an eternity, then find the person that you love, only to lose them. I could not let that I happen to you." She realized how much she had said, blushed and then covered her mouth. "I-I-I'm sorry." She blurted out, running off in the direction that her master had left in.
Yuugi and Yami stared after her for a moment, and then began to talk and cuddle.
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Bwin rolled onto her back, blinked open her eyes, somehow telling that something was wrong, and sat up. She started. Two slited, cat like eyes stared back. She found that she was staring at a Vampire that looked almost completely like a pryidane.
The man had a pair of catlike tufted ears, cat like teeth, even a cat like nose, and a long grace full black tail.
She could tell that he was a rather old Gangrel, and from the aura of power leaking off of him he was quite powerful as well. He smiled showing his cat teeth and got onto the bed as well.
"Oh... It seams I came too late, hm? I wanted to just kill you in your sleep, before that damned Necromancer could catch your soul again." He paused for a moment, sniffing the air. He frowned. "You're back to one of them now if I kill you I'll have the entier clan pounding down my door. Oh well I'll come up with something later." Bwin backed up against the head board, flinching in pain. The male Kindreds smile turned sadistic as he realized that she was still in pain. Bwin could sense the attack coming and ducked. The mans Feral Claws ripped through the air above her head and were embedded in the wood of the head board. As he took a swipe at her with his other hand the women spat out blood, into the mans face. He ripped his hand from the head board and started to claw at his face with both hands, scratching his face in the process.
Bwin stared at the man for a moment before realizing that she had just used the Taste of Death.... A subcategory of Quietus. She jolted back as the thought sunk into her head.
She could once more use the Discipline that was her birth right... That was what he had meant by on of them... She looked up hearing someone else come in. She recognized the man.
Jean-Claude.
He looked down at the twitching man on the floor and then just stepped over him. He bowed his head to the girl.
"Madam." He said, "I welcome you to my domain." A young girl ran up to the door, and immediately knelt to heal the Vampire on the ground. Jean-Claude motioned to her. "If you are wondering why you once more can use your birthright disciplines it is because she gave you the proper body."
"You... you mean...?" He nodded.
"Yes, you are once more of the clan Teesha."
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Bakura sat in the cell. He sat there and stared at the wall across from him, unable to do anything. He was bound to the wall by silver, blessed chains that, if he moved to much or tired to use any form of a discipline, would begin to burn him.
He closed his eyes, and bowed his head. He had resigned himself to his fate. He had died twice now and he would once more die a third time. He had directly defied the word of an antediluvian, by embracing his daughter, and he would pay for that dearly.
So Bakura sat, and waited for his third and final demise, only sorry that he would never see the girl that he would die for again.
Chapter 1
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'I only fall when you are near me.
Incomplete I only talk when you can hear me.
Keep dreaming can't wake up until I'm sleeping.
Lost on me.
Close to something I'll never be.'
Sneaker pins "Becoming X"
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Yami slowly opened his eyes. As he stared at a stone ceiling he wondered if he was dead. He took a breath and knew that he wasn't.
It hurt to breath.... Death didn't hurt...
He bolted up, looking around him and was immediately sorry that he had. The pain that laced through his entire body forced him to fall back onto the bed that he was on.
A pale skinned, slender and defiantly Elven hand slowly touched his fore head. He could hear an Elven spell of healing being recited. He immediately felt better and sat up, though it was slower this time, and this time he felt no pain. He looked around the room and fond that, despite the fact that it was stone, and had almost no furnishings, the room had a rather cozy feel to it. He looked to one side and saw a girl sitting next to him. She was very young ( 14 maybe...) , very thin, slender, and far to pale, her skin being quite close to the shade of a Vampires...Yami stared at her for a moment, feeling like he should recognize her but shook the feeling off, he then asked a question that was far over used.
"As stupid as this might sound... Where am I?" She smiled and though she meant it as a friendly gesture Yami could see that sadness, loss and pain were in it. As if she was missing someone or something very, very badly. He couldn't help but feel something for the girl as well. No one her age should have such strong sad emotions
"You're in the home of the Prince of the city."
"As in...the lair of the Vampire Prince of the city?" She nodded.
"Yes, Vampire Hunter Yami, the prince of the city." Yami stared and started to ask a question when another when another person burst into the room. The person was a man with light blond hair, black eyes, an almost feminine build, pale skin as well, and long slender fangs. Yami had only heard stories about the man but knew who he was immediately. This man... this Vampire was one of the oldest known, supposedly he was even a few years older than Bakura, and was a 5th generation as well. No one knew were he was originally from, or what his real name was, but he had spent most of his unlife in France and taken a French name.
The Ventrue Jean-Claude.
"You!" He pointed accusingly at the girl sitting next to the bed, "I told you get send for me as soon as he awoke!"
"He has just awoken, Heru." Yami wasn't fluent in Elvish but he recognized the word. Master... So she was a ghoul.
"Vampire!" Yami yelled at him quickly getting off the bed, and hitting away the Elven girl as she tried to force him back on the bed. "I should kill you right now!" The Methuselah smiled at him.
"Why, Hunter, I never knew that your kind were so rude to their savior." He said as he knelt next to his ghoul helping her up.
"Savior?"
"Quite. She reused you and your lover from Final Death." He smiled at the girl. "Quite an accomplished Necromancer." Yami stood there, taking in the first part of the sentence.
"You mean.... Yuugi?" The girl nodded.
"He's in the next room... I told him that you were still..." She stopped as Yami had already left the room.
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Yuugi jumped out of the bed and ran to Yami as soon as he entered to room. The two of them hugged and kissed and hugged again.
"Yami..." The Vampire said as he began to cry. "I missed you..." Yami hugged the boy to him.
"And I thought that I lost you." He whispered. "Never do anything like that again." He said with a small smile. Yuugi nodded and hugged the man even tighter.
"I love you Yami." The Vampire whispered.
"And I love you Yuugi." The Hunter replied gently stroking Yuugis hair. The moment of tender love was interrupted by Jean-Claude and his servant.
"Well," the Vampire sighed annoyed "if you two are done I can tell you what has been going on since you two died." It was Yamis turn to be annoyed.
"Just leave, Vampire." He said hugging Yuugi a little tighter to him.
"Yami..." Yuugi finally spoke up, "We do need to know what's happened." Yami looked at Yuugi then at Jean-Claude.
"Fine Vampire, you win." Jean-Claude gave a smile that looked to mean 'I always win' and nodded.
"The two of you have been Dead for only a week. These bodies that you now have are obviously not your real ones and are a gift... from my ghoul," He motioned towards the girl, "I would have let you die but that is besides the point. Kaiba your former partner is still in the city, and if he knew you two were alive he would kill you so I suggest that you both lie low for a while." He stopped and looked at the girl next to him, who smiled and nodded, "If you whish you both may stay here. But if you stay here you may not touch any of the other creatures here or I will declare a Blood Hunt on the both of y-" He stopped quite suddenly and tilted his head to one side, seeming to hear something that Yami and Yuugi could not hear. Strangely his ghoul reacted in much the same way, hearing something as well.
"As enthralling as this conversation is I am afraid that I must now take my leave." The man said turning on his heal and walking away. The girl was left standing in the door way. She looked down at the floor and said quietly.
"Please do not be angry with me for returning you to life... I simply could not stand to let you both die so soon after you had found each other." She gave a sad smile still looking at the floor. "I know what it is like to be alone for an eternity, then find the person that you love, only to lose them. I could not let that I happen to you." She realized how much she had said, blushed and then covered her mouth. "I-I-I'm sorry." She blurted out, running off in the direction that her master had left in.
Yuugi and Yami stared after her for a moment, and then began to talk and cuddle.
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Bwin rolled onto her back, blinked open her eyes, somehow telling that something was wrong, and sat up. She started. Two slited, cat like eyes stared back. She found that she was staring at a Vampire that looked almost completely like a pryidane.
The man had a pair of catlike tufted ears, cat like teeth, even a cat like nose, and a long grace full black tail.
She could tell that he was a rather old Gangrel, and from the aura of power leaking off of him he was quite powerful as well. He smiled showing his cat teeth and got onto the bed as well.
"Oh... It seams I came too late, hm? I wanted to just kill you in your sleep, before that damned Necromancer could catch your soul again." He paused for a moment, sniffing the air. He frowned. "You're back to one of them now if I kill you I'll have the entier clan pounding down my door. Oh well I'll come up with something later." Bwin backed up against the head board, flinching in pain. The male Kindreds smile turned sadistic as he realized that she was still in pain. Bwin could sense the attack coming and ducked. The mans Feral Claws ripped through the air above her head and were embedded in the wood of the head board. As he took a swipe at her with his other hand the women spat out blood, into the mans face. He ripped his hand from the head board and started to claw at his face with both hands, scratching his face in the process.
Bwin stared at the man for a moment before realizing that she had just used the Taste of Death.... A subcategory of Quietus. She jolted back as the thought sunk into her head.
She could once more use the Discipline that was her birth right... That was what he had meant by on of them... She looked up hearing someone else come in. She recognized the man.
Jean-Claude.
He looked down at the twitching man on the floor and then just stepped over him. He bowed his head to the girl.
"Madam." He said, "I welcome you to my domain." A young girl ran up to the door, and immediately knelt to heal the Vampire on the ground. Jean-Claude motioned to her. "If you are wondering why you once more can use your birthright disciplines it is because she gave you the proper body."
"You... you mean...?" He nodded.
"Yes, you are once more of the clan Teesha."
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Bakura sat in the cell. He sat there and stared at the wall across from him, unable to do anything. He was bound to the wall by silver, blessed chains that, if he moved to much or tired to use any form of a discipline, would begin to burn him.
He closed his eyes, and bowed his head. He had resigned himself to his fate. He had died twice now and he would once more die a third time. He had directly defied the word of an antediluvian, by embracing his daughter, and he would pay for that dearly.
So Bakura sat, and waited for his third and final demise, only sorry that he would never see the girl that he would die for again.