Hello! Excuse the Spelling/Grammar mistakes. I don't have a beta reader :P... ... um... .... Right...
Release! Dulling shoots of pain, back tender and quivering slightly. Confusion. Disorientation. Something...new. Something foreign, unfamiliar ligaments. Testing.
New muscles, new bone structure. Bracing from shoulders... laced tendons rising... Dispersing into numerous shafts, ridged fillets. Soft over strong, hollow, textured... (Ya you probably have already guessed but well...)
Realization! Wings!
FLASHBACK
The flight instructor paces in front of his three charges. He sighs and droops his shoulders. The small haibane standing look to each other.
"How am I supposed to teach to fly, Haibane who haven't even found emulates! Who don't even have there wings yet?!" He grasps his head and flexes his pale blue wings, rank unsure.
A pale child steps forward and hugs the kneeling teacher. His snowy white hair swaying as he shakes his head. Chocolate brown eyes glimmer nonchalantly.
"Its ok sensei. Just...um...show us the very basics?" The small child grins.
SLAP!
The noise echoes through the room. Those same brown eyes fill with tears, holding his reddened cheek. Anger shown in the eyes of the teacher.
"Touch me again and die. Freak"
Another steps forward, eyes blazing, sandy blond hair delicately frizzing. The power of the shadow realm in this small vessel.
Terror. Backing away and stuttering. Hand moving slightly, iris's dilating. Fear, extreme fear!
"N-no! Please project Beta 9!"
Laughter, the small Egyptian child chuckling and then roaring with laughter. He shakes his head, picks the smaller child up and then casts his gaze to the elder.
"Touch my friend again and you will suffer far worse things then death."
Voice infused with darkness. Black fire vibrating in his eyes. Pleasure in one so young, an ethereal thrill at death. Psychopath. Friend. My. Friend.
END
Wings...Friends! Left friends! Haibane 003, Project Beta 9... Wings...Black wings drooping.
"Haibane 008!?" Fear?
[Please don't look at me like that...]
Shock, slowly moving forward. No longer fear, admiration, awe and wonder replaced. A lightly tanned hand reaching out. No! Quickly retract wings, bloody wings dripping and sore. Mustn't touch, emulate only touch. Only if Yami emulate can touch.
Feather falls, lightly dipping and rising. Yami grabs. Strokes and slicks off red blood. Splatters over walls like...like...my blood. Emulate brushes against cheek, eyes closing. Pleasure.
"Emulate touch wings? Yami touch if MY Emulate. Only MY Emulate touch, or feel strange. Feel bad"
Yami gasps and up, eyes surprised. Considers, smiles. Slowly approaches. No malice in eyes, searching, find acceptance, kindness.
"I have to be your Emulate to touch you? Why?"
Blink. Reason...but...lost. Lost and forget! No memories, pain and black void.
"Not know. All...all know is not touch Haibane. Not unless Emulate. No sir. No. NO SIR!"
Confusion. Paranoia. Thinking again, thinking to self. Not hear thoughts. Make sad no hear Yami.
"Ok. Ok I'll be your Emulate. What do I have to do?"
Joy! Happiness, foreign emotions, feathers ruffling, hair standing on end. Why, feel around Yami. No others. Only Emulate. My Emulate. What to join? Not know. Regression hurting. Holding head, pain and loss! Blackness...
"Haibane!"
Warmth near. Arms snaking around waist. Solid wall of muscle, faint aromas. Cinnamon, basil, chives. Intoxicating. Bracing for repulsion. None! No shudder at contact, no...no pain at touch! Emulate mine.
"If I am your Emulate, then you are my Haibane. Mine..."
Growling, deep husky voice. Penetrating senses. Feels...oh Ra! Feels so... impossible. Can't describe emotions, new, different. Fear of change, but with Yami...different. No fear.
Pressed deeply to Yami. Face buried in hair. Inhalation deeply. Sighing lovingly. Blood rushing to the cells in cheeks. Intrigue. Arms moving again. Flush against the elder. Feel Yami grinning, still buried in mass of tri color hair.
"Ra...Haibane 008...Your scent is amazing. Honey..."
Whispered, but not inaudible. Embarrassed. New emotion! Odd. Like face on fire. Learning new things with Yami now fun. Smile.
"Haibane like Basil. Chives...Cinnamon. Delicious."
Shock! Then laughter and arms moving again tip of index finger tilting chin upwards. Beautiful magenta.
"You like my scent little one?"
What? Love everything about Yami. Everything. Yami Emulate, Yami MY everything.
"Yami-sama amazing."
Odd...face closer. Warm breath cascading over my face. Eyes half closed...Expectation. Need, but for...what?
"Haibane..." Blink. Closer. Warmer. Temptation!
"You...are mine now..."
Grinning, and then lost in a tidal wave of emotion! Lips pressed together, whole body limp in the strong arms of my Emulate.
Drowning in passion! Taste of Yami... Salty, smooth and engrossing. Murmuring in the back of his throat.
Tilting and a whole new level of passion. Tongue sliding along bottom lip... Gasp! Open and out of breath. Lungs hurt! Need... air...
{Hn? OH!}
Then gone all warmth. Collapsing onto the slowly moving chest. Breathless.
"I said you were mine." Laughing. Blinking and looking up shyly. Emulate like? Not...hurt, like other?
Teeth clenching, arms tightening. Furious inquiry.
{Who touched you?}
Didn't conceal thoughts! No! Bad, problem...
[I'm sorry sir! Please...don't hurt me!]
Softening eyes. A light sigh and pulled again into the searing heat of a...kiss? Yes. Kiss. New again!
"I will NEVER hurt you...but I want to know who did. Can you tell me?"
Should tell? If tell, commander mad! Beating again. No can't tell. Muscles tighten. No! Didn't conceal thoughts! Stupid...
"Haibane...sigh If you don't want to tell me then fine. But...please. I want to know. When you're ready, ok?"
Agreement. Yes, when ready will explain. Explain beatings. Torture. Pain...But Yami make all better. Emulate all Haibane 008 needs. New life. With Emulate...So tired...
"Tired? Um...ok you can sleep here. Just if you want anything then come get me, I'm just down the hall."
Sleep...
(A/n I hate nightmares.. so lets say Yugi can't sleep. Agreed?)
Left...Right...No...Ug. Cannot sleep. Feel of Yami's body flush against... and the kiss...Yami said want anything come get. Just down hall. Yes... get Yami. See Yami sleep, and then...will sleep on floor. Near Yami, where safe and warm.
Down the hall and numerous rooms. Bathroom...kitchen...empty room. Then...A room. Black, details fuzzy. Bed, sheets ruffled, piled up, bits of hair visible. Sharp intake of breath. Yami!
Dizzy. Everything feels of Yami! Warmth, scent, air, everything. Yami won't know... Sit and Ow! A piece of glass on carpet. Rustling.
"Hn...oh...Um...Haibane?" A yawn and then a huddled figure rising from the bed. Plops in front and cold air swirls around. Cold! Arms around self, looking down. Embarrassment. A new emotion I don't like.
{Cold?}
[A l-litt-le...]
Shuffling again. Folds opening and beaconing into their warmth, staring dumbfounded.
{Come on...you said you were cold!}
Snapped out of fantasy, creeping to the very edge of the cocoon. A harsh laugh,
"You wont be warmer there!" And folds closed, pushing to the bare chest of Emulate. Nose pressed close, nuzzling the sweet flesh... Yami red, blushing. Funny Emulate. Oh so warm! Pleasant sigh and being lifted.
{I assume you couldn't sleep?}
[Yes...I'm really sorry I woke you Yami-sama. I'll go...]
The last a question.
{No way. No Haibane of mine is loosing sleep. Plus, I couldn't either.}
Oh...Well...accept. If that's what Yami wants. Dropped on soft bed. Move far, far from Yami as he plops down nearby. Little blanket and no pillow, but will not disturb Yami. Frowning! Yami Mad!! What do!!!
"Get over here!"
Move timidly closer. Anger shakes. Then breaks into mirth. Pulled flush against Yami. Gentle thumping...Heartbeat. So soothing...
"I want you to sleep HERE."
Agreement.
