WARNING HENTAI!

(I think hentai means sex right? Anyone want to help me here?)

Cataracta: NOOO! Don't call them, I just got rid of them not to long ago. I don't wanna go back there! You can't make me! Those jackets itch!

Chapter 9

Fever:

Avila watched as Bakura fell backwards. She didn't expect that, but then again, she didn't know what Bakura was willing to pull. Avila slowly walked towards his fallen body and leaned over him. She gave a small gasp as she noticed he was lying in a pool of blood, from an injury she had caused. Her face turned pale and turned towards Kuni.

"Kuni, we need to get him out of here. He needs a healer."

She turned to look down at his ashen face and gave a frustrated growl.

"You damn stubborn bastard! You'd rather bleed to death then have anyone help you!" And with that she fell on her knees in front of him, placing a cool hand on his forehead.

"He has a fever…we need to get out of here..." Kuni rushed to Avila's side and tried to lift Bakura up.

"Eh! He's heavy! We can't carry him alone." Avila nibbled on her lower lip in panic. She didn't want to leave him behind to die. That wasn't part of her plan. She just wanted to hurt his pride, not his person.

"Damn this all! This wasn't supposed to happen." She cursed under her breath. Kuni turned her head to face Avila.

"We can't save him Avy…he's too heavy to carry. We would never make it pass the guards unnoticed."

Avila dropped her head in defeat.

"Kuni…I'll stall them…you just get him out of here."

Kuni blinked in surprise.

"No! Avila, you can't just give yourself up…you've worked so hard for this title…"

Avila's head shot up and she had a determined look on her face.

"I never said I was giving myself up, just merely distracting them…you know…I got a woman's body for a reason!"

Kuni gasped in surprise then broke out in laughter. "You're going to flash the guards?"

Avila gave her an evil grin.

"Maybe…"

"The hell you will!" Bakura roared, his eyes now wide open. Avila blinked in surprise. "What? You dare tell me what I can and cannot do?" she bit out.

"No other man will lay eyes on you!" He growled

Avila blinked back her surprise.

"You know, now I want to leave your ass here! Come on Kuni. The great Bakura can take care of himself."

And with that she stormed down the hall.

"But Avila? Don't you want to rob the tomb first?" Avila halted and gave a frustrated sigh.

"Ok, fine. We'll rob the tomb THEN leave."

"No you won't." a shadow said behind her. Avila turned on her heel, her body tense and ready to fight.

Malik snickered and stepped into her view. "So…Bakura, is this you're little ho?" he asked with a laugh. Avila gritted her teeth and shot Bakura a heated glare.

"HO?" she screeched at the top of her lungs. Bakura just chuckled weakly on the floor.

"Don't call her names Malik. She doesn't like that."

Avila clenched her fist by her side and grounded her teeth.

"Well, Bakura. Looks like you've had a run in with a sword. Did your little green eyed princess do this to you?" Malik roared with laughter.

"Shut up you booty bandit!" Kuni shouted at him, trying to defend Avila from his teasing.

"Booty bandit? Are you implying, miss, that I'm gay?" Avila smiled smugly at him.

"Why yes…and if you don't like the word Booty bandit, there are others…such as Fag, Fudge packer, curved, and terd burglar…I know more, should I continue?" Kuni spat out.

Malik advanced towards her but Avila jumped in his way.

"We need your help…getting Bakura out of here." She said while glancing at the fallen thief.

"Why should I help you?" he asked looking her up and down, and then glancing at Kuni who stood with a smug smile on her face.

"Because, I will die if you don't, and then we can't ever get that gold, now can we?" Bakura answered for her. Malik growled under his breath then gave a nod.

"Just this once, but so help me, If I get caught helping you and the Pharaoh finds out, I'll kill you with my bare hands!" Malik roared.

"Here we are…Bakura's cave. This is where I leave you…"

"No! You must go to the village and find a healer!" Avila shouted as she held onto a weak, slouching Bakura. Malik snorted in reply and turned his horse away from her.

"He'll be fine…"

"No he won't. GO GET A HEALER!" Avila shouted, a vain popping out of her neck. She breathed for air and pointed a deadly finger in the direction of the village. Malik groaned in annoyance,

"You'll pay for this Bakura."

"Kuni's going with you!" Avila added as he readied to depart. Kuni smiled and jumped on the horse.

"Come on cutie. Let's get going." She laughed as she gripped his waist.

"Stupid little bitch…" he muttered under his breath.

Avila watched as they disappeared then turned back to the cave that Malik had left them at.

"Damn Bakura…why such a gloomy place to live?" Avila slowly dragged him into the cave and placed him down on a small pallet.

He gave a moan and began to twist. Avila leaned down and placed a hand on his forehead. "Oh, you're burning up." She whispered. She looked around for water and sighed with relief when she found a bucket full. She tore her cloak and dipped it into the cool water. Bakura muttered something and Avila felt guilt push at her. She was the reason he was in so much pain. She ripped her cloak again and bound his leg. She choked back a sob as she studied the wound. "Oh, Bakura…"

Night came and Avila began to panic. Malik and Kuni weren't back yet and she was running out of water. She searched around the cave, looking for wood and some flint to start a fire. She finally spotted some and rushed towards it.

'Maybe the heat will help break his fever…' Avila swallowed back her guilt and set to her task.

"Little thief." Bakura called out weakly. Avila rushed to his side and peered down into his face.

"Yes Bakura?" She asked while checking his forehead. He still burned with fever. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him.

"If I die, don't blame yourself."

The words hit her like cold water. "No…Bakura, you lazy ass. You're not going to die!" She crawled onto his stomach and placed her hands on his chest. He gave a groan of protest.

"You weigh a ton." He mumbled. Avila pinched him and gave him a fixed glare. "You're not dying on me…first it was my father, then my mother, along with Maku…You. Will. Not. Leave. Me."

Bakura chuckled and allowed his hands to crawl up her backside. "Stop it Bakura." She whispered as she felt the tickling sensation.

"Let me die happy, Avila." He whispered as he pushed her down wards towards his face.

His lips touched hers and she gasped in surprise. They were warm to the touch yet soft and moist.

Avila pulled back and shook her head. "Bakura, you are sick with fever. You don't know what's going on. You must sleep." And with that she tried to crawl off his body. He caught her wrist and held her firmly on top of him.

"I'm sick alright, and I need some medicine. And the only medicine that can cure me, is you."

Avila turned away from him, a blush on her cheeks.

"Sleep." She whispered and once again tried to crawl away.

"Sleep with me…we'll share my bed."

Avila narrowed her eyes at him. "Share?" She asked

He chuckled and patted the other side of the pallet. "You will sleep on one side, and I'll sleep on the other, and occasionally we'll find ourselves in the middle of it…together." Avila felt him lift her over him and place her beside him. "Fine Bakura…I'll stay right here, if you go to sleep." ( Obviously she didn't catch what he said…)

He chuckled and rested his hand on her stomach. "I'll go to sleep, in do time." His hand traveled up her stomach and towards her chest. "Bakura…?" she whispered in alarm. She pushed his hands away and tried to scoot away.

"No my little thief. Don't leave now…not when I have you where I want you."

"I'm not interested…so go find your other woman." She said scooting away from his warm, and teasing hands.

"There has been no other woman since the day I met you." He whispered, pulling her back down beside him. He drew her into his arms, his heated skin pressed into hers. He just held her there, caressing her arms with his thumbs. He watched as the fire light danced across her peach colored skin, making her eyes shine in the dark. He wanted to see as well as feel again the body that had haunted his dreams. He felt her curves pressed against his body and knew ecstasy. " I want you." He murmured in her hair.

Avila didn't know what to think when he just held her. He was allowing her too much time to reconsider. She shouldn't have given in like this. That "I want you" had affected her more strongly than she had realized.

She wanted him too. Her body was screaming it. She wanted him to touch every inch of her body, kiss her like there was no tomorrow.

He began to slowly touch her, so carefully, that she barely noticed. His hands moved along her side, down her back, over her hip where he squeezed it gently. He lifted her leg up gently to caress the inside of her thighs. Avila closed her eyes and gave a shiver. He moved to her ankles, behind her knees and down to her feet. He rolled her over so she was on top of him so he had full access to her backside, which he kneaded, pressing her private more firmly into his.

His hands moved to her hair, spreading it, smelling it. He moved to her cheeks and traced circles on the smooth skin, teased her lips, circled her ears and skimmed over her long creamy neck, causing even more shivers.

He then placed her back down on her side of the pallet, her front exposed to his searching hands. He reached up to tenderly caress her chest, bringing her first moan. All without removing their clothes.

He moved so he was hovering above her, his knees braced on each side and his hands wandering as he wished.

"Bakura…" she whispered with lust filled eyes. He smiled and brought his face down to hers. This time he pushed her lips apart and inserted his tongue, catching Avila by surprise. It was a kiss of ravishment, tongues sensuously thrusting, kindling fires. She didn't want it to end but sadly it did. She gasped for air when he pulled away and stared up at him with awe. " I can tell you liked that…there's more to come…" he whispered as he lowered his head to her neck, stroking it with his tongue, making small circles and shapes that caused her to moan. Her hands reached into his snowy white hair and dug into it. Pulling on the soft locks. He chuckled on her skin and continued to move lower. She gave a gasp of delight as he reached her collarbone. He pulled away from her, leaving her whimpering for more. He laughed and tugged on her pants, which slipped off her legs easily. He then moved to her tunic and gave an evil grin as he gripped it in his two large hands. The rip rang in Avila's ears, and all she could do was smile.

Getting his clothes off was no task at all, since he wore nothing but a kilt. He leaned back down so that their bodies touched. His flesh still burned with fever, and his forehead was beaded with sweat.

"Bakura…are you sure your ok…" She mumbled while stroking his face.

"I'm fine Avy…now…let me please you." His mouth fell on her breast, causing her to let a scream escape her mouth. He smiled on her skin and began to draw shapes. Avila dug her hands into his shoulders, and began to twist her head in agony. He smiled and pulled away.

"Are you ready?" he asked breathlessly

Avila stared up into his feverish eyes and gave a small nod. He knelt between her legs. "Put your arms around me sweetheart." He whispered in a husky demand. She did as he said then he reached up to plant kisses on her face.

He hesitated at the threshold for only a second or two, then slowly eased up inside her until he felt the barrier of her virginity.

"mine." He said while stroking her cheek. His brown eyes flashed with an emotion Avila couldn't understand.

"Only mine. First…Best…and last." He pushed into her, breaking the barrier, causing her to bite her lip in pain.

There was momentary pain, but waves of heat quickly replaced it and the stars called her name, beckoning her to come fly. An instinctive voice told her how to move, how to gain her pleasure and assure his in the same breath.

He sat still inside her, trying to hold back. He didn't want to hurt her, considering this was her first time.

"Don't…move," he gritted against her ear, struggling to hold back. He wanted to savor the moment. He was the only man who would be where he was now. He was her first man, her first and only lover.

"I can't help it…feels too…oh!...Delicious!" Her hands slid down his back, caressing it and lightly digging her nails into his bronzed skin. She slowly rocked her hips, waiting for him to join her movements.

"Stop moving, little thief!"

" I thought I was supposed to move…too," She mumbled, very nearly incoherently. "Please…"

"Be still. I would teach you slow first. Then the next time will be for the wild, rough love."

"Wild, rough love now!" She demanded quite clearly, and breaking the tether that held him back. He raised her legs and drove into her, pushing the worry of her virgin sensitivity from what little of his mind remained. He was rough and claiming, hard and demanding, with possession. Hungry and almost brutal, branding her his.

Avila felt as if she was soaring high in the sky, touching the stars with her very fingertips. She felt him stiffen, then pulse heavily inside her. They exploded together in perfect rhythm, perfect harmony.

He lay breathing harshly atop her for a long time while she contentedly petted him. His silky hair tickled her face as it fell forward. She traced the soft skin of his solid, muscled back.

"Beautiful man." She whispered

She stroked his hair in silence as he recovered from their love making. He was still so weak. He finally rolled off of her and pulled her into his arms.

"Did I please you?" She whispered as he lightly stroked her cheek. He grinned and turned her so she faced him.

"That was the best I've ever had." He said, a twinkle in his brown eyes. She still wasn't convinced.

He sighed, "If you had pleased me anymore, you would have killed me. Satisfied now?" She closed her eyes and tucked her head under his chin. "I'm very satisfied…"

" You should be…you just slept with me…the GREAT Bakura."

Avila bent down and playfully bit his nipple. "Ouch!" he cried and swatted her on the head.

"Bakura…" she whispered after a moment of silence. He didn't respond, he just stroked her back mindlessly.

"I love you." She waited for a reply, but she never got one. She stifled back a sob and dug her head into his warm chest.

'Maybe he didn't hear me…' But he had. He just didn't know how to decipher his own feelings, or if he even had any. He gritted his teeth in anger as he realized he had hurt Avila. But he didn't know what to say…or how to say his love for her. Finally when he felt her heavy breathing on his chest he closed his eyes.

"I love you too Avy." He whispered into the darkness.

AWWWW! How cute! I'm crying now...I need a tissue!

Damn, I'm sureI made some of you out there horny...just admit it! LOL!