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Amor in aeternum: Forever Love : Chapter 5 : Repost
deliciae: Thank you, Starlit Hope, for your review… it was the only one. ::Tosses a plushy of Yami and Bakura cuddling::
Muse: A flame!?!? Well, try this on for size! ::Pulls a super ultra-heavy duty mega Flame Thrower v 2000 from back pocket, points at flame:: My flame is better and bigger than yours! Muhahahahaha… ::pushes button on flamethrower, and a giant spray of fire shoots out, igniting the flame::
deliciae: O.o
MiniMiniMuse: ::big smart-as grin::
MiniMuse & deliciae: O.o - X.x
Muse: I win. ::little charcoal pieces of the flame float away on the breeze, blows on the smoking end of the flamethrower:: On with the ficcy!
Disclaimer: Me own it? If I did, we wouldn't see Tea/Anzu anymore.
Warning: YAOI.Don't like, don't read, don't flame. Simple as that. Severe OOC-ness.
Pairings: Yami (Yugi) x (Yami) Bakura; Yugi x Ryou; implied Otogi x Seto.
Bakura and Yami strode back into the house, the bags of goods swishing with each move. "Yami, they're heavy," the thief whined as they began to climb the staircase. Crimson eyes glinted mischievously as he held onto the blue silk bag, "Oh sorry, Bakura, but you were the one who decided to buy all that stuff."
"Even this bag of potions and stuff?" A jiggle of said bag from amid the others made Yami look at his lover in consideration, "Don't drop or break it." Bakura sighed in response and the once-Pharaoh pushed open the door to their shared room.
Quickly the thief went about removing their purchases and placing them in their respective places, as Yami stared at the mysterious bag in his hands. 'What is this? Will it harm—no, I do not believe Malik is that malicious anymore. The evil within him is gone, and he has taken his place as a Tomb Guardian.'
A soft clink sounded as Yami moved the bag around, perking his curiosity; yet, he knew it wasn't time to open it. "Yami? Bakura?" Yugi's soft tenor voice reached the regal Dark's ears, along with a knock at open door. "What is it, hikari?" Yami asked gently, and Yugi gulped as cold brown eyes watched him intensely.
"Uh, I was just wondering," the amethyst-eyed hikari began to quake slightly as Bakura's gaze was pinned to him. Yami frowned at his lover, and reassured the petite duelist, "What is it Yugi?" With a sigh, the request was stated, "Ryou and I would like you two to go with us to Kaiba's party tomorrow night… please?"
Expressions of shock, then amusement crossed the two darks' faces. Bakura's lips twitched into a mischievous and villainous smirk, "So, short-stuff," "Bakura…" Yami's mumbled threat interrupted Bakura, and he shrugged before continuing, "Err—Yugi, who put Kaiba up to this? I certainly don't think he'd do this…"
A softly uttered response answered the question, "Otogi." Yami's crimson eyes glinted with delight, "They finally got together?"
"Yes, after Otogi confronted him," Yugi said to his dark half, smiling. "So will you please go with us?" The adorable, and usually irresistible, puppy-eyes were switched on, and the small duelist was close to begging. However, Yami looked away, "I'm sorry, little one, but I would like that night to spend with Bakura. We have already made plans, right Bakura?"
Brown eyes narrowed, as their owner understood the underlying statement. "Yes, we have plans for tomorrow night; plans that can't be changed." Yami smiled slightly, grateful to Bakura for understanding. A small whimper, however, brought him from his reprieve in time to see Yugi's pout tremble and eyes water. It seemed Yugi was going to go all out in trying to get them to attend, and Yami's resolve was weakening.
"Yugi…" The dark spirit of the Puzzle stated softly, "If it were not for these prearranged plans, we would go with you." Yugi frowned then sighed, as it appeared the two darks couldn't go. Just as he turned to walk out of the room dejectedly, Bakura muttered, "If we get finished early, we'll go."
Those words caused Yugi to turn around, his face filled with happiness. "Alright then, I hope we'll see you two tomorrow night. Ryou and I are going to go over there early tomorrow to help decorate." With that, he walked out of the room, as the former-Pharaoh nodded his head in agreement. Once the petite duelist was out of hearing distance, the white-haired thief remarked, "I'm surprised Kaiba isn't having decorators do this…"
Yami laughed, "He probably would have, but Otogi must have talked him out of it." Bakura nodded his head in agreement then crawled onto the bed. His dark-chocolate eyes met those of crimson, just before the thief yawned. "You had to get up so early today—just to go shopping, of all things."
The tri-haired monarch shook his head in disbelief. It seemed anything caused Bakura to complain, or become tired, including shopping. So for the rest of the day, both lovers lounged about in their shared room, while Yugi and Ryou lounged about downstairs on the couch.
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…The next day…
It had been hours since Yugi and Ryou had left, both with smiles on their faces, to go help Otogi and Seto prepare for the party that evening. Bakura had told Yami to stay in the living room and not to go upstairs for any reason until he was allowed to. This had perked the former-Pharaoh's interest; what could his thief be up to? A few bumps and thuds, along with muffled curse-words in Egyptian, echoed through the house, and Yami became restless with anticipation.
Both had decided today was going to be the day they'd become bound, and the tri-haired spirit wondered what exactly his love had planned. As hours passed, Yami became increasingly bored, and finally he turned on the television. "Welcome back to 'Our Pharaohs Today.' We will be studying the tomb belonging to the unknown Pharaoh and his High Priests."
Crimson eyes widened as his pale skin became paler, and he whispered in shock, "The unknown Pharaoh?" Realization dawned, causing him to begin to curse the archeologists as they walked into his sacred resting place. "Here we see the intense battle…wait, there appears to be someone down here, I wonder who it is..."
The head archeologist's eyes darkened, and then uttered in a monotone voice, "We have desecrated a sacred place. We shall leave this tomb immediately, and protect it from others." A smile appeared on Yami's lips as the archeologists turned around and exited the tomb. Malik had come through once again, being a true Tomb Guardian as he had protected the tomb from "outsiders," despite the fact he used the Millennium Rod.
Bakura watched from the staircase as Yami clicked through several channels; finding that for some reason, all had on specials about Ancient Egypt—Gods and religion, the economics, lifestyle, Pharaohs, etc. With a growl, Yami turned off the infernal television, and leaned back into the plush couch, allowing his eyes to slide close.
As Yami appeared unaware, the thief snuck into the room. In his hand was a scarf of black silk, a perfect blindfold, which he placed around Yami's eyes. Once the silk touched Yami's skin, he jerked, ready to fight, until Bakura whispered, "You don't want to ruin your surprise, do you?" A negative shake of the head was the answer, and the white-haired thief tied the ends into a knot behind the once-Pharaoh's head.
"Bakura—what?" Yami asked as Bakura pulled him to his feet. "Just follow me," was the response. Bakura held onto Yami's hand as they climbed the staircase, as Bakura muttered, "Step, step, step," to alert Yami when to take a step.
Finally both reached the top and started down the hallway towards their room, and Bakura's lips twisted into a rare, yet soft smile as he viewed his love. Yami appeared to be willing to trust Bakura with his life, and that was exactly what Yami was doing, and had done since they got together. Now it was Bakura's turn to repay his lover.
A pale lithe hand reached out and opened the door to their shared room then walked inside. From behind the blindfold, Yami wasn't able to see the surprise just yet, and Bakura looked around making sure everything was okay. Satisfied, the thief pushed the door close and locked it. "Baku…" Yami started to say, but Bakura placed a single digit against the monarch's lips.
The cold, frozen walls around the thief's heart were down, allowing him to express his feelings. "Yami, my Pharaoh, I-I'm sorry for what I have done to you in the past—when all I was was a stealer of souls, someone not to trust or love. I had betrayed you back in Egypt, when your father died, but this time I won't betray you ever again. I've fallen in love with you, and I intend to stay with you forever. Do you accept me as I am, with all my faults?"
Tears had slipped from the closed crimson eyes, and his lips trembled. "Yes, my Thief… I forgive you, and accept you. I love you more than ever before, and I intend as well to stay forever by your side." With that, Yami began to openly sob, with joy and love, as he leaned against Bakura, who was doing the same.
Gently their lips touched, then the kiss deepened. While Yami was occupied, Bakura's hands slipped through Yami's tri-colored locks of hair, and untied the knot. The black silk fluttered to the ground, yet neither paid attention. Once the lack of air was apparent, both backed away. Crimson eyes blinked open, and Yami was met with a sight that was purely speechless.
Flickering shadows covered the walls of the room as hundreds of candles' flames danced with a slight breeze. Red rose petals were strewn across the floor, marking a path to the dark-violet silk-covered bed, which had several white and red roses upon it. Beside that was a small table filled with platters of fresh and voluptuous ripe fruits and delectable cheeses, along with a bottle of chilled fine wine.
Yami had certainly not expected this, and Bakura looked pleased by Yami's response of shock and immense happiness. Words were unable to express what Yami was feeling, and in such, he quickly kissed his love, his thief. Bakura returned the kiss, and then broke away. "If you keep that up, my Pharaoh, we will not be able to do the spell tonight."
A sheepish smile appeared on Yami's lips as he looked away. Gentle tugs on his hand made him look up; Bakura held onto his hand, "Come on, Yami." Both spirits walked towards the bed, and sat down on the gentle silk comforter. For a while, both fed the other with the foods, toying with the other in a seductive manner. Yami licked his fingers clean, his eyes directly on Bakura's, as each finger was lapped clean by his tongue.
"Gods, Pharaoh," the Tomb Robber hissed, unable to take anymore. Yet, before he was able to do anything, Yami asked for the blue silken bag. Quickly Bakura pulled it out of hiding, along with the prepared spell concocted from the potions that Yami had received from Isis as a gift.
With Bakura watching intently, Yami pulled on the delicate gold-braided cord that held the bag closed, opening it. Gasps of shock and delight were the response once the crimson and brown eyes saw the gift. Nestled inside the small, blue, silk bag was an identical set of solid gold rings, engraved with ancient hieroglyphics. Immediately Yami knew what they were, "These… I had made for us."
Momentary guilt and self-loathing filled Bakura, and Yami saw that. "Bakura, back then…it wasn't your fault. I don't blame you."
Still Bakura was not reassured, "But, Yami, why? What I did… It was horrible." Gentle hands cupped his face, and forced him to look into crimson eyes full of love. "Because, Bakura…I love you."
"I love you too, my Pharaoh, my Yami." A brief, passionate kiss promised more, and Bakura smiled, feeling content. The spell shimmered, as both slipped the gold band onto the other's ring finger, and pledged eternal love, then disappeared. Yami blinked in shock at the sight of the empty vile, which had held the spell.
"Let's hope nothing bad comes of this…" Yami muttered, and Bakura nodded in agreement. "Yami, take me…" the thief whispered, and the former monarch blinked in shock, then smiled. "If that's what you truly want, Bakura."
"I do, Pharaoh." The rest of the night was filled with passionate lovemaking. (A/N: Sorry, no lemon/lime, after all this is PG-13.)
Once exhausted, both lay there, resting. A glance at the clock showed the late hour, and Yami sighed. "I hope they still don't expect us to show up…" A sleepy laugh was the response as both drifted off to sleep.
TBC?
deliciae: Well, there we have it. Bakura and Yami are now bound to one another, for eternity. However, that statement from Isis (Ch.4) is still troubling. What exactly did she mean by it? What will happen now? Did Yugi wait for Yami and Bakura to show up? Did Seto willing allow Otogi to have a party? Hmm… lots of questions needing answers; maybe next chapter will have them. That is—if you the readers, want me to continue with this fic. One review, and one flame was all I received for chapter 4. I do take compliments and criticisms, along with ideas that credit is given for. Yet, I would like to know if you, the reader, still want me to continue. Please review and tell me, otherwise this fic might just be discontinued temporarily until a couple other of my fics get finished. Hope you review, and thanks for readings. 'Til next time…