DIS: 'Sup, everyone? I have a special announcement for you all!
DIS: Soon, I am having a new fic out called, 'Kissed by Shadows'. It is similar to this fic, with the same characters, except it is not to be Bakura/Anzu. In fact, it will be Marik or Malik/Anzu. I have yet to decide on it. Anyway, at the end of this chapter, I have a small intro to it to show you what to expect. I really am getting hooked on these type of fics. Anyway, here's chapter sixteen and thank you all so much for the reviews!
Chapter Sixteen, A Secret UncoveredSun blinded Ryou as woke.
"Duke," he shook the male beside him, "wake up."
"Huh?" Duke woke with a start, yawning. "What time is it?"
"Early enough for you to return to your own room, love." Ryou smiled at the pout that appeared on his lover's lips. "Come on, I'll walk you out." With a sigh, Duke stood up, dressing, along with Ryou, before finally leaving.
"Oh!" Anzu caught sight of her brother and smiled. He looked shocked to see her up so soon. "Duke, you're up early. So are you, Ryou." The calmer of the two, Ryou, beamed.
"Yes," Ryou told her, "we were planning on going riding this morning, so I woke your sluggish brother up." Anzu laughed.
"Yes, it's hard to get him up, isn't it?"
"Would you like to come with, Anzu?" Duke offered politely. Please don't, sister!
"No," she shook her head, "I have some other things I must get taken care of." Duke, forgetting Ryou beside him, narrowed his eyes at her.
"I'm not sure I understand."
"Bakura and I have agreed it's time to put the plan in action. What think you, Ryou, Duke?"
"I think it's a marvelous time to!" Ryou chirped, smiling at her, his eyes sparkling. "Since the Season is starting again, more and more people shall be arriving."
"Yes," Anzu sighed, "I know." She hesitated, "I just hope I do not bump into my mother at any of the balls."
"Don't worry," Ryou reassured her, "Bakura and the other two will be there for you. Duke and I, as well." She smiled at him, brightening.
"Thank you, Ryou." She hugged him and her brother. "I must go. I promised Isis I would attend with her for tea."
"Have fun." Duke said with fake enthusiasm. She shot him a look, but was smiling at him at the same time, which meant she understood.
"'Bye!" She waved to them, hurrying down the stairs, her skirts swishing lightly. Ryou heard Duke sigh and he turned slightly.
"Shush." He murmured, seeing Malik come down the hall, shuffling into his topcoat. When Malik spotted the two, he broke out into a sweat.
"What the hell are you two doing up?" He demanded, glancing behind him.
"We're going riding." Ryou replied simply. Duke watched him warily, not liking the sight of him, looking nervous; right after his sister had left too.
"Oh." Malik swallowed the lump in his throat. "Say, Ryou, do you know when Bakura wakes up?"
"A bit before noon."
"Thank God." Malik sighed, relaxing for less than a second, before stiffening. "Anzu asked me to take her after Marik wouldn't wake up and I know how chary Bakura is when I'm around Anzu, even with someone around." He hesitated, "You wouldn't nark on me, would you?"
"Of course not, old chap!" Ryou exclaimed, appalled that he would think of any such thing.
"You better not try any funny stuff, pal." Duke growled to Malik, who flinched at his mistrustful tone.
"Why do I always get looked down at? Marik's more likely to rape Anzu than I am to kiss her again!" Duke just shot him a fraudulent look, not liking what he was saying.
"Just go before I beat you to a bloody pulp." Malik blanched, before glaring at him.
"Like you could, midget." That got Duke rolling.
"WHAT!" He shot echoed throughout the hall. Malik glanced behind him quickly, before turning back. Ryou had a hard hold on Duke, who was seething. Malik shot him a diffident look, before hurrying out of the mansion to the front. Ryou released Duke, who was breathing hard.
"Why didn't you let me kill him!" Ryou smiled lightly.
"I'm the midget, remember?" Duke blinked, then grinned and hugged Ryou.
"And I do indeed love midgets." He kissed Ryou softly, before ushering him downstairs. Marik, who had woken and bolted out of his room from Duke's shout, came into full view, smirking.
"Well, well," he whispered to himself, "so Bakura and Anzu's brother are queers. Oh, perfect. Blackmail, hehehe."
"Ah, Malik!" Isis hugged her youngest brother, who gagged at the strong perfume clinging to her. "I haven't seen you forever."
"Yeah," he coughed, pulling back, "not since the ball, I believe?"
"Yes indeed!" Isis chirped, taking Anzu's arm. "One hour, like always." She told Malik, who nodded.
Like always? He thought to himself, shrugging.
Bakura trudged downstairs, seeing Marik, who was writing on a piece of parchment and Malik, who was on the stairs, snoring away.
"You do have a room," he told the slumbering blonde, who couldn't really hear him. Marik shoved the parchment into his pocket and whirled around, his eyes meeting Bakura's.
"What."
"Malik." Bakura nodded to his brother. Marik barely gave him a glance.
"Yes, he just fell asleep there. On accident. Anzu's at Isis' again. I gave her a ride this early morning."
"Figures." Bakura grunted, taking a grape and popping it into his mouth. "Where's Ryou and Duke?" Marik looked startled at first, before glancing at the door.
"They went riding." Bakura, hand in mid-air, gazed over at his friend.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean they went riding." Marik told him simply.
"But you—" The door burst open, waking Malik. Duke and Ryou entered, laughing and holding hands. Bakura dropped his piece of fruit in shock, noticing their feminine giggles and their hands. And as for the gay lovers, they were in shock, staring at Bakura, who stared right back. Quickly, they let go of each other's hand, but it was too late.
"Hello." Marik greeted pleasantly enough. Bakura snapped out of his astonishment, staring hard at his brother.
"Ryou, you had better give me a good reason to why you two were holding hands." Bakura's body was rigid and Malik looked horrified.
"I'm still dreaming." He mumbled to himself, hoping that he was, but inwardly knowing he wasn't.
"Well," Ryou stated as calmly as possible, "that's simple. Duke and I—" The door slammed open again and Marik peered around the two.
"Oh. Uh, Anzu. I forgot to pick you up."
"Yes, you did." Anzu huffed. "You should be thankful Isis offered me a ride." Anzu sniffed, going to the table and taking a peach from the fruit bowl.
"Anzu..." Bakura turned to her, glaring at Ryou at the same time. "You had better ask your brother what his gender is."
"What?" Anzu turned to him, surprised.
"Simple." Marik spoke up. "The two are gay." Duke flushed a deep color, but Ryou simply shrugged as though it were normal. Anzu bit into the peach, seemingly not bothered.
"Oh, that's rich!" Anzu exclaimed with a laugh. "Why would my brother be gay, Marik?"
"Why?" Marik stood up, stretching. "Why don't we ask him?"
"I..." Duke flushed again, his ears turning crimson. "I...I don't know. Ryou and I...I mean...We...Fell in love. Wh-what's wrong with that?" Anzu stared at her brother, steadily.
"Well, um," she looked away from him, almost ashamed, "nothing, I suppose. It's just...Duke, that's incest."
"No, it's not." Duke snapped.
"But...Bakura and I are getting married. Besides, you two are not allowed to be together. Do you know what could happen to your reputation? Mine and Bakura's?"
"Like Bakura's isn't tarnished already?" Duke snorted. A low growl erupted in Bakura's throat, his eyes narrowing to slits.
"Then we'll elope." Ryou deduced, shrugging. Anzu grimaced, saying nothing.
"The hell you are." Bakura ground out. "You are staying here. He," Bakura pointed at Duke, "is leaving."
"Maybe you should let them." Anzu suggested.
"Remind me who's house this is, Anzu." Bakura barked at her. She winced, backing away from him, not answering. "Anzu."
"Yours." She mumbled, lowering her head.
"I'm not going anywhere." Duke declared boldly. Bakura tilted his head to the side, raising his eyebrows menacingly.
"You're not, are you?" Bakura queried, his voice showing no emotion.
"No, I'm not. I have to protect my sister from you and any other man! Plus, I'm staying here with Ryou." Duke entwined his arm around Ryou's. Bakura looked disgusted at them.
"Bakura," Anzu laid a gentle hand on his shoulder, "if Duke leaves, so will Ryou. And we may need him in our plan." Bakura stopped glaring and ran her words through his head.
"Fine." He grunted. "But after I'm married to your sister, both you and Ryou are leaving."
"Oh, Bakura." Anzu sighed, looked crestfallen. He swore.
"Fine." He stormed upstairs, all of them watching him.
"Good job, Anzu, you're breaking him." Marik congratulated, grinning at her. She blushed.
"Oh, I don't think so...He's just becoming more obedient." Marik howled with laughter, bringing her to a crushing embrace.
"Too true!" He paused, contemplating. "I wonder if he'll promote me?" Anzu giggled.
"Maybe if you ask."
"Maybe." He and Malik repeated.
DIS: I am not ashamed to make a yaoi couple in this fic. However, just a piece of information for you all, if two men or two women loved each other like that, the King would have them killed or hung. Really sad, actually.
Marik: Ahem.
DIS: Oh, right! Here's an intro to my upcoming fic, 'Kissed by Shadows'.
Title: Kissing Shadows Genre: Horror/Mystery/RomanceRating: R
Summary: AU, Lady Mazaki's family is the aim for a secret murderer and she has no one to protect her. That is, until she met Marik Ishtar. He, however, is a rogue and not even part of the ton, unlike his sister. Can Anzu trust him with her life or will she die at the hands of a killer?
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh
Notes/Warnings: Set in London, Medieval Times. Marik/Anzu (eventually). Some OC's, but mainly just last minute ones. Like the killer, killer's apprentice, ect, ect, ect.
Enjoy!
Chapter One, HeHe was waiting. Waiting. The woman's name was Sofia. Sofia Mazaki. He wanted to ravage her. Her and her family. What did they have that he didn't? Why were they accepted into the ton and he wasn't? Why were they made perfect and he wasn't!
He would get them. He would get them all and Hathaway Lennington Mazaki would regret for all the faults over him. Oh yes, he would. Everyone thought Hathaway was a perfect, loyal bastard, but he knew the truth. He knew what Hathaway had done behind their backs. Oh, yes...he knew.
Anzu pursed her lips, watching the raindrops fall heavily outside. Why her mother had wanted to go out so late in this weather was beyond the brunette's comprehension.
"Worrying again?" A voice inquired from behind her. She turned, sighing.
"Papa." Anzu murmured. Hathaway's eyes dropped to his half-empty (or half-full?) glass of wine. "She'll be okay in this weather, won't she?"
"The obdurate wench," he mumbled, "always has to go to those absurd women meetings." He scowled.
"It means a great deal to her." Anzu concluded to herself, turning back to the window. "I do hope she will be okay. She should have stayed."
"Indeed."
A knock at his door had him grinning. Sofia Mazaki. It was her. He knew too well. She was stupid enough to go out in this weather and was seeking out a place to stay.
"Yes?" He answered suavely, opening the door.
"Oh, thank goodness." Sofia gasped, wiping hair from her face. "C-could you let me come in? I'm cold and drenched to the bone!"
"Of course," he ushered her in, closing the door. Locking it, he grinned, knowing he had sealed her fate. "Follow me, Lady Mazaki."
"Oh, you know who I am?" Sofia beamed with pride.
"Who doesn't?"
Midnight. And yet, Anzu had the uneasy feeling something had happened to her mother. The rain had given up and it was perfectly fine weather to ride the horses home in.
DIS: That isn't the whole chapter, of course, but it is an intro to the first. It's mainly mystery. Who is that man? (o.O) Actually, I'd like to know. No, j/k. Anyway, I hope you'll read it when it comes out. Thanks to everyone who read this chapter of 'Whispers in the Night' and please review! See ya'll!
