Chibi B: Hi there everyone! ::waves:: Sorry this took a long time to get out...I was actually gonna post it last week, but forgot. And I had exams! xX I am SO glad those are over with! But yeah, anyways...
I noticed that a lot of people were confused and thought that this was going to be all about Bakura and Marik's past and such...And though, there MIGHT be some flashbacks, that's not what this sequel is...But I am currently writing a fic about their past, and I hope to get it out soon!
Thanks to all you reviewers! ::squeals:: I wans't expecting so much for just one chapter! And yeah, I know the last one was short, this one's muchlonger...I hope you all enjoy it!
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Yuugiou...Leave me aloooone!
I woke up first, as always, and admired my lover while he continued his deep sleep. I knew he'd awaken in a while, but I couldn't help but smother him in kisses and rub my hands all over his body.
I love Bakura.
Just as I predicted, he woke up just when I began to nibble his neck with my fangs.
"We should go show the slaves around." I mumbled, trailing my tongue around his ear, loving it when he shivered. "We have to teach them the rules, and let them know what we are."
"Yes," he moaned, and curled into my arms. I immediately buried my face in his hair again. "Let's go get them something to eat, they must be famished." Reluctantly, I nodded, and pushed the lid of the coffin off of us, climbing out and stretching.
"I'm hungry as well," I growled, and I knew my eyes flashed before resting on the door that led to the hallway, which also harbored the door to the slaves room. I bet they tasted absolutely delicious…
"No, they are too weak and unprepared to feed on them now." Bakura warned sternly, and I whined in the back of my throat. "We shall feed on others later tonight." Hmph. Trust him to be the logical one and ruin my enjoyment.
"I'll go and bring up some food." I shrugged, making my way out of the room. I heard my lover call after me to bring up some clothes and collars, and sighed. I had half a mind to pretend I didn't hear, but I knew he'd know I was lying.
When I made it to our kitchen, I stood there for a moment, trying to decide what to make. Shrugging once again, I piled everything I could find onto a tray and began to carry it upstairs. Crackers, fruit, vegetables…they'd have to deal with it.
On my way up, I did as what was requested and grabbed a pair of clothes along with collars that proved anything that wore them was ours. Such were the rules of vampires like ourselves, we didn't want our property to be stolen by others foolish immortals.
I stumbled into the room to see Bakura admiring his young lookalike, while the said child was staring at me fearfully. I noticed with disdain that my slave wasn't up yet, so, deciding to be wicked, I dropped the tray noisily on the table and watched amusedly as the startled teen shot up in bed. Then, he began to glare at me again.
Now, I was already in a bad enough mood. I was hungry, annoyed, and…well, hungry. And he wasn't helping.
"I wouldn't act so high and mighty if I were you." I snarled. Bakura's head snapped to look at me curiously; I ignored him.
"Maybe you should go feed, Marik." He mumbled, and I could hear how he didn't want me to frighten the two yet. Hn, sometimes my lover could act so strange…I protested that I was fine, but he dragged me out of the room anyways.
"What was that for?"
"Let's go feed. You're incredibly grouchy." He huffed, and stalked down the stairs and out of the mansion. I followed behind him sulkily, my arms crossed. We fed quickly and swiftly, only to return a few hours later before heading up to the slaves again.
"How do you think they'll react when we tell them about us being vampires?" I asked, grinning. The thought just occurred to me. Whenever we told other slaves, they usually went insane or something.
"The same as everyone else." He shrugged. "Scream, faint, or run around in a panic." I chuckled gleefully at the mental image, and unlocked the door...
Only to come face to face with a pillow…
"That's it! When I get my hands on you, you little runt!" I screamed, twitching and ready to pounce on the rebellious blond. I'd rip his head off for making a fool of me! But, a hand on my shoulder stopped my advance.
"Knock it off." He warned, glaring at me, and walked over to the two on the bed. Trust him to take their side! I pouted for a moment but watched when the blond violet-eyed boy pulled Bakura's lookalike to his chest protectively. "You barely touched anything." He commented, a frown on his face. I noticed too, but didn't really care much. I blinked when Bakura glared at me again.
"What?" I smiled, trying to look innocent, and failing miserably. "It's not my fault they won't answer." Well, actually it kind of was. Since I knew they wouldn't answer out of their fear of me.
"What are your names?" He asked, and I watched curiously as the two boys began to look confused and wary. We were only asking for their names, so I didn't understand why they seemed to be so perplexed by it.
"It was a simple question." I said, voicing my earlier thoughts. "Just answer already."
"Our names are none of your concern!" My slave yelled at me defiantly, and I heard his voice for the first time. He looked so cute getting all worked up, and his voice wasn't so bad either…it was actually quite melodious. I wasn't going to let my new fascination for him stop my fun, however.
"Of course it's our concern. We own you." I smirked. "Now, answer or I'll be forced to search your mind." This should be good. I chuckled, watching as the boys looked at me incredulously. "I CAN go through your mind you know, that's something vampires can do best." This was it! The petrified reaction I was waiting and hoping for…
"Vampires?" The child's eyes grew huge, and I licked my lips in anticipation.
"Yes, that's what we are." I continued, ignoring how Bakura was growing more wary by the second.
"I don't believe you." He said, and I blinked. I didn't expect to hear that. Oh well, more fun for me then! I smirked inwardly, getting an idea.
"Want me to prove it?" I let my eyes flash and extended my fangs to hiss at the two. They both shrieked and clung to each other, the littlest one crying hysterically. Ahhh, music to my ears!
"Nice job Marik!" Bakura yelled, smacking the back of my head. "You frightened them!"
"I thought that was what I was supposed to do." I grumbled, rolling my now regular colored eyes. He was such a spoilsport sometimes. I received another glare, and smack, before he headed over to the two teens.
I watched him carefully; he seemed to be a bit too interested in them.
"We're not going to hurt you." He said quietly to the two whimpering teens. Earlier thoughts leaving my mind, I decided to have some more fun.
"Yet." I giggled, and winked. Loving the spark of fear that lit their eyes.
"Marik?"
"Yes love?" I said attentively, smiling at my lover.
"Come here for a second." I was puzzled as to what he wanted, so I wandered over there foolishly.
... SMACK!
"OW! Damnit Bakura!" I cursed, holding my bleeding cheek. He hit me! Of all the nerve!
"You deserved it. Now shut up."
I frowned. Yes, he was acting a bit differently.
"Hmph! See if you get anything tonight." I muttered, and somewhat childishly crossed my arms in a pouting manner and stalked over to the corner of the room. I felt the cut on my cheek heal quickly, but that didn't change the fact that he hit me without a good reason!
"Shhh, it's okay little ones." Little ones? Since when did he address anyone with such names? "Now, what are you're names?" Okay, so I was becoming a bit jealous, curious all the same about the two, but jealous as well.
"M-Malik." The blond stuttered, staring at the bed sheets. Mmm…Similar in looks and names. Very interesting. I watched him for a while, feeling myself become more and more interested, but quickly banished those thoughts from my mind.
"R-Ry-Ryou." The most childish one sobbed pathetically. Even I had to admit feeling pity over how scared he was.
"Hush now Ryou. I'm not going to hurt you." Once again, I decided to open my big mouth.
"Yet."
"Marik, beloved?" Bakura grinned. Shit. I could tell I was in big trouble by the sound of his voice.
"Yes?" I answered, trying not to sound too meek. I mean, hell, I was the dominant one in the relationship after all, right? Just don't let Bakura know I said that, he'd skin me alive…
"Come here."
"Ha! I'm not falling for that again!" I should have know there was something else…and before I could understand it, Bakura waved his hand and the shelf above me disappeared only to have all the china sitting on it come in contact with my head. "Damnit!" I cursed after crying out in mostly surprise and not pain. "That's it! See if you get any for a WEEK!" Ha! Take that, lover!
"You won't last that long, love." He chuckled.
"...I hate it when you're right."
"Now," He grabbed the two new sets of clothes and turned back to the boys. "Put these on, I'm sure they'll be more comfortable than those rags you're wearing." He stood and wandered over to me while I pretended to cradle my head, but I was in fact staring at the teen's interestedly. They were sexy little things after all…
"Go ahead and change." I smirked, figuring to scare them some more. It worked, somewhat. The younger blond mumbled something under his breath, his face a light pinkish color, and I almost laughed outright when I heard it was that was mumbled.
"I heard that." I couldn't help but point out to him. "And there's nothing wrong with being a pervert." I chuckled harder when both seemed to flush an even brighter red than before. "Aww, come on now, don't be shy!" It was so fun to torment these two! They were so shy, and cute…and they looked delicious when they squirmed…
"Marik?" My lover drew my attention away, and I tilted my head to show I was listening before I realized that I was supposed to be 'angry'.
"I'm not talking to you Bakur-mmmph!" I was cut off when his lips enveloped mine in a passionate embrace. Caught off guard, I could only stand there, stunned, until I regained my senses and flipped him around to press against the wall, moaning loudly. My Bakura was so damn hot…
Of course, he didn't think I'd see that little hand signal he sent to the two slaves. I knew that this kiss was meant as a distraction, but hey! Who was I to turn down a good kiss? And besides…I wanted a quick taste of his blood as well…
I nipped my way down his throat, extending my fangs and teasing his neck, loving the gasps I tore from him. Without any warning at all, I bit down and was immediately swept away but the absolutely mind altering taste of my lover. He dug his own fangs into my neck, and drank from me as well, both of us losing ourselves in the wonderful ecstasy.
I saw a movement out of the corner of my eye however, and pulled back. It was those two slaves…they were trying to escape! Ha!
"Nice try." I smirked, now standing in front of the doorway, blocking the slaves from continuing to sneak towards the door. I snickered at the twin shouts of shock as they both fell back on their bums (very cute bums, I might add) and stared at me with fearful faces.
"Marik." Bakura moaned, catching my attention. He was still half delusional from us drinking from each other. "Leave them alone." I sulked, sometimes he was no fun! But, I had a trick up my sleeve!
'That wasn't a very nice trick you played on me, love." I pouted, trying to hold my laughter in. "Maybe I shouldn't leave them be. I didn't get to see them get dressed after all." I turned back to the two and grinned lecherously, even going as far as winking at them.
"Marik." I rolled my eyes at the warning growl. He didn't seriously believe that I meant it, now, did he? I marched over to him and pulled him to the bed before making him sit on my lap. He snuggled up to my chest, and was looking quite adorable until he started whining. "You drained me too much." I shrugged, though I did feel a bit bad, and focused my attention back to the slaves.
"You need to put your collars on." I yawned, holding them out. My slave frowned, staring up at me defiantly, and I couldn't help but remember seeing this ferocity when I first bought him. However, I knew how to settle this in a peaceful manner, surprisingly enough. "You want to be picked up by other vampires?" The child winced. "I didn't think so. Now, put the collars on. It'll keep you safe from any other immortal." He regretfully snatched the collars out of my hands staring at them curiously. He had no clue how to put them on…just great.
"Er.." Eh…at least he was cute!
"Here, give them to me." Bakura demanded, and I watched as he quickly fixed the collar up, and put his blood in the vile for his slave to wear, before handing me mine.
"Okay, okay." I relented, grumbling and repeating the same process he had done, handing the collar back to Malik. "And that one's yours." Stupid Bakura…acting all nice again. Pff…
My blond slave had gone pale at what we had done, and his hands were shaking badly when he took the choker. I watched him with a bored look, wondering if he could get it on right.
"Come here, Ryou." Bakura called gently, and once again I felt a swell of jealousy. The young boy whimpered, but stood up on shaky legs, and limped his way towards him, kneeling down and bowing his head submissively so Bakura could get the choker around his neck.
…Suckup.
"Why can't my slave be more obedient?" I complained, shooting a glare over at my slave while he still fumbled with the collar. I amused myself by watching his different attempts to put it on, before I grew bored and snatched it out of his hands. "Give it here and turn around." He eyed me distrustfully and backed away a few steps, and I counted backwards from ten in my head so as not to explode in frustration. Bakura, who sensed my impatience, chuckled, and I shot him a quick glare before returning my attention to the boy. "I don't have the patience for this, turn around, or I'll force you to."
Ha, try to let him ignore that! His shoulders slumped and he hesitantly spun around. I fastened the collar around his neck before he could change his mind and watched as he fingered it somewhat depressingly before glancing over at his companion who was sporting the choker as well.
"Only with our permission do you remove this." Bakura said gravely. He and I both knew what would happen if delicate mortals such as these went out without them. They'd be killed, kidnapped, or raped in a matter of minutes. "Understand?" Both nodded, the smallest a bit fearfully and still sitting at Bakura's knees.
"Rules," I mumbled suddenly around a yawn. I had decided to remind my lover to explain how things worked around here. Seeing his confused look, I continued, "Rules they need to follow." He nodded his head in comprehension, and turned his attention back to the slaves. Hn. I wasn't feeling jealous…Not at all.
"These are rules you must obey while you live with us. If you break one of them, you will be thoroughly punished, understand?" He started. I rolled my eyes, already losing interest in things as I focused on the two nodding their heads; I could smell their fear. "The first you already know, you must always keep you're collar on unless we give you permission to take it off. Second, our room is off limits at all times. Third, you are not aloud outside your rooms during the day, but, just in case you don't listen, your room will be locked every morning. I think that's it."
That was pretty much it except for one thing…But, since I was in a mischievous mood, I decided to have some more fun, and add another quirk in the rules.
"Oh! Address us as Master Bakura and Master Marik." I smirked victoriously. This would be fun! I ignored the somewhat scathing glare my lover shot my way. "Oh, and if we ever go out at night, you are never to leave our sides. At all."
"Ah yes, I forgot about that." Bakura muttered. It was probably because he was too busy staring at the human's sexy figures… "What time is it?" I resisted the urge to attack him when he yawned, and frowned when I sensed how little we had left till dawn.
"A few hours till sunrise. We'll give them a tour of the place tomorrow." Hn, now my mood was shot. I wanted to have more fun with the teens!
"Agreed." Bakura said, then glanced at the tray of food we had brought in earlier. "Do you not care for any of these types of food?" Silence. I reached out and poked the blonde with my foot.
"Answer." I glared. Such disrespect this one had! The boy cringed and looked at the ground, almost making me feel somewhat apologetic…
"We are not used to eating so much at one time." He mumbled, and without thinking I kicked him lightly in the side so he would answer us properly. "Master Bakura." The teen spat the name out, and I could almost taste the bitterness in his voice. Then I felt my lover's anger, and was somewhat confused by it as he began to drag me to the door.
"Goodbye for now. We shall visit again tomorrow night." He informed, stepping out into the hall. I pulled back, smirking.
"Ah ah ah! What do you say slaves?" I chided gleefully, "You're supposed to go, 'Good night Master Marik and Master Bakura'."
"Marik." Bakura growled. "That's quite enough." I wasn't listening, I had always wanted to hear those words!
"But I want to hear them say it!" I whined.
"Marik!" He snarled, and ripped me violently out of the room. "I'm tired of dealing with your childish behavior! Now do us all a favor, and shut UP!" I blinked in shock. What was wrong with him? He angrily slammed the door to the mortals' room shut and locked it before returning to our own room. I followed behind silently, not knowing what to say except to act upset.
"What is wrong with you tonight?" I snapped "You're irritable."
"I'm not in the mood to deal with you're antics." He said emotionlessly. I flinched, I wasn't that bad, was I? "Now, would you kindly either shut up, or get out of the room." I only stared hurtfully at him until he walked over to his own coffin and slipped inside. Wh-What was he doing?!
"You're sleeping in your own coffin?" I asked, trying to keep my 'angry' façade up, to no avail. I knew Bakura could read me like a book…But, I don't even remember the last time he slept without me!
"Yes. I'm a big vampire now, I don't need anyone to hold me while I rest."
"Bakura-." The words stung. Is that how he felt?
"I thought I told you to be quiet." He interrupted, and began to pull the coffin's lid over him. He was worrying me… "I'm resting early, pleasant dreams." And with that, he closed the casket completely, and I glared sadly at it before stomping off into the hall.
Pleasant dreams my ass!
I swung the door open to the slave's room, startling the two occupants and sauntered over to the free bed.
"I'm bored." I shrugged, acting as if it explained everything. Actually, I was upset and lonely…but they didn't need to know that. I glanced over at my slave. "Come here." I beckoned him with my hand, making my voice stern so he knew not to disobey.
The boy twitched, and tentatively walked over to me, shoulders slumped. Acting purely on impulse, I swooped him off the ground and into my lap, ignoring his piercing shriek when I did. He began to struggle, much to my annoyance, and I could practically taste his panic and fear, as well as the fear of Bakura's slave who was now crying and trembling.
"Stop struggling! I haven't done anything yet!" I rolled my eyes in exasperation. Drama, drama, drama! He ignored me, and continued to try desperately to escape. "Oh for heaven's sake…" I muttered, before crushing him to my chest so he would no longer be able to move.
He felt so good…
A whimper brought me out of my thoughts and I realized that the teen was no longer moving in my arms, but was now trembling softly. I loosened my grip on him, and sighed in relief when he didn't start to thrash around again.
"See? That wasn't so hard now was it?"
I wasn't surprised when I received no answer in return, and began to stroke his hair, almost amazed at its softness. I touched the back of his neck, ignoring how he tensed up, and felt his texture of skin, closing my eyes and petting him all over.
I snapped out of my thoughts however, when I heard a soft hiss of pain as my fingers ran over a spot on his back. Blinking in puzzlement, I pressed down on the spot and watched as the mortal cried out in pain, arching away from my touch. I raised an eyebrow, now even more curious, and went to pull off the teen's shirt when he all of a sudden started struggling again! Stubborn fool…
"What the hell is your problem?" I snapped, losing what little patience I had as I continued my attempts to rip the boy's shirt off. "I just want to see your wounds."
"No!" The child cried out suddenly, shocking me. "Let me go! Don't touch me!"
After a few more attempts, I gave up the struggle, looking at him in annoyance. What was the big deal?
"Fine, I won't look," I scowled. "Tomorrow though, I'm going to have Bakura heal you of your wounds." I glanced over at the even more frightened, smaller form on the opposite bed. "You will probably be healed as well." He still reeked of blood. I glanced over at him thoughtfully, and unwrapped my arms from my human's waist. He immediately rushed over to the other boy, averting my eyes. Hn. "You," I pointed to the white haired boy. "Come here."
The blond opened his mouth to protest, but hushed when the other put a hand to his shoulder and gave him a small smile. He slowly made his way to me before dropping down on his knees, his head bowed just like he did to Bakura. Fascinating… I placed my hand underneath the child's chin and lifted his face up to stare into the frightened brown eyes.
"You simply amaze me," I admitted. So I found out why Bakura was interested in him…He was pretty cute. I stared at him intensely, bringing my other hand up, almost subconsciously, and began to stroke his locks of white hair. "You look almost exactly like Bakura." I pulled him up on my lap, watching as the frail human boy sniffled and quivered in my arms. "Such a fragile thing." I whispered, almost in awe as I continued to pet and stroke his quaking form.
His skin was so pale, and his eyes were so large and beautiful. An innocent version of my Kura.
I would have so much fun with him...
My devious thoughts were cut short, however, when I felt an alarming sensation prickle over my skin. I had stayed out too late! I jumped up, almost feeling sorry as the poor boy dropped to the floor in pain, and rushed out the door, forgetting to lock it in my hurry.
Unfortunately, I also forgot about the windows in the hall, and screamed when the sun began pouring through, burning my eyes and scalding my skin. I slammed into our room, struggling with my coffin and slipping inside, shutting the lid tightly as I tried to calm down my breathing. Damn, that was close…
I moaned in agony as I carefully prodded my charred skin with my fingertips. I felt drowsy; I had stayed up longer than usual. The sun continued its ascent, which made me even more tired, and I eventually passed out, wincing every now and then in pain from my burns.
Bakura was going to kill me…
Chibi B: See? That one was so much longer than the last chapter! And you got look into what you missed out in ToCN! XD Even though...I still need to work more on this...So, I hope you'll be at least a little bit satisfied with this!
I promise to try to update this one as fast as I can...I'm hoping once a week (which will probably not happen..) Or at least every other week..
And for HA fans, I have another chapter finished...it sucks, but I'll TRY to post it tomorrow...
PA fans...I can't believe there still are some. XD I hate that fic so much..but..since a lot of you are getting mad at me for not updating in like, a year...::sweatdrop:: I'm currently revising the entire thing so I can be at least a little bit happier with it...It won't be done for another few months, but yeah..just to let you know!
R&R! Honestly, you people make me feel so special! I love you all!