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Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Never have, never will. If I did, Atem would act darker like this one, and wouldn't leave!
Pairings: AtemxAnzu, SethxShizuka, JounouchixMai, and others.
Warnings: OOC-ness, strong language, mature themes, sexual themes… Get my drift?
Genre: Action/adventure, romance, angst and… I dunno.
Plot:
((AU Dark fic)) In a world where vampires are gods, humans are low, and slaves are treated as dirt, Anzu is a pleasure slave, serving years in bed. Atem is a high-ranked vampire, in need of… entertainment. Could love between a lowly pleasure slave that lost the ability to love and an arrogant, cold vampire exist in such a world where status is everything, and your image determines how you're treated? Now with the mention of Bakura, necromancers, sorcerers, and the three God Orbs, could things become more complicated?
Dark Desires
By: xKuroSeraphimx
((start chapter))
Chapter 9: Black Rose
Hikaru walked into the bar/inn, his indigo, ebony-colored eyes scanning the area of the bar before they settled on a human woman at the bar table, Wong Vivian.
Something clicked in the back of his mind as he remembered being in her and her husband's court, with Anzu at the time. Having been a pleasure slave that time, she was one of the last he had to service before being found by Atem and leaving his previous, harsh life. He remembered having to service her, while Anzu serviced the men in her court, only being sedated by drugs to make her obey. He was too, but drugs didn't last long or had their full effect on him. One time when he was conscious of his surroundings, he found himself watching Anzu being tied to the whipping posts, her back and legs whipped till they were raw and only colored red.
Wondering why this was happening, Vivian only answered, "She needs discipline, dear. See, she wouldn't fully give in to one of the men in my court, so, she needs to be punished." She let out a laugh, sipping a martini. "Besides, she's just a lowly slave, slaves like her don't have feelings."
Hearing the bitch laugh made the ivory-haired vampire growl low in anger, grateful that she didn't hear though. He just stood there, watching Anzu being whipped, her cries muffled because of a gag in her mouth, her eyes squinting so tightly to prevent tears from coming forth, making it seem if she wouldn't open them again after this, a whole room full of vampires and aristocrats watching amusingly, the slaves they owned had their heads bowed down, their eyes tightly shut.
At that time… he didn't have the power he had now. Wait, scratch that, he did have power enough to obliterate the aristocrats in their and save Anzu from the torment, he just couldn't use it, only enduring the scene in front of him with a neutral expression, hiding any indication of what he was really feeling inside.
After it was all done, some aristos were surprised to find that she was still alive after that vicious beating. Not wanting to disappoint her husband and the males in her court, Vivian reluctantly had Anzu treated by several healers but were ordered to not let the wounds fully healed, saying that they will heal themselves. This caused the healers to think about the actions of the court they were being paid from but did so anyway. All Hikaru could see as the aristos left were the lifeless eyes of Anzu's, staring back at him blankly, as if they were saying why couldn't he help her as she was dragged to the healers.
One night after the day the sun raised, Hikaru sneaked into the room she was resting in and was forming an apology speech in his head when Anzu told him he didn't need to apologize, it wasn't his fault. That tore his emotions even more than they already were since she wouldn't accept his apology. She didn't hate him at the time, she only looked up to him to keep her sanity, seeing him as a wise person, keeping his cool during the most drastic of times and adding jokingly that he didn't have to regret the beating she took. But something changed that day…
Anzu mostly lost layers of emotions and sensibility after that day, making her seem like she was always drugged with being obedient. She never talked back, never showed defiance to the people who used her. She just became more hollow, more empty, and at that time…
She forgot what the so-called emotion "love" was. And her dislike for the aristos grew even more.
So did he.
And since that day, he vowed that he would pay back the people who wronged him pay him back double. That he would be the one using, not being the used anymore. And thanks to Atem, he did just that. But it pained him to leave Anzu in this harsh, cold world; he wondered when he would see her again… or if he would ever see her at all.
Yet somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew she would be okay, that he would see her again. Till then, he would be busy ridding the people who used him.
He smiled, something glinting in his dark eyes. Time to use his bedroom skills, work his magic around her for the time being as he let off some steam. His primary objective could wait. Then again, back in the day, he was known to have a reputation for disposing the women who used him after their little romp between the sheets, only at times when he felt really annoyed at them. He could turn to what could be a pleasurable and loving experience to a nightmare of their dreams.
And since he was and still is a powerful vampire, they didn't bother doing anything that might make them his next targets; he was infamous because of his actions.
Too bad she didn't know his reputation.
Yes, he did have enough time, right? Time for a small, little game between acquaintances.
The Cold Executioner's mask was on.
((scene change))
She found herself sitting on a traditional Japanese home, out on the porch, the world around her white, only a tree across the courtyard was seen. She cocked an eyebrow up in curiosity. Wait, wasn't she in Atem's mansion?
Then her keen sense of hearing picked up the sound of a faint… wind chime? She looked around, standing up as she did so. Nothing hanged from the ceiling that made that soft noise. She then searched the whole huge Japanese home, finding nothing but empty rooms and closets and alcoves and ceilings. Scratching her head, she leaned on one leg, trying to think on where the sound was coming from.
But why was she interested in just a simple sound? What did it mean to her?
Then the sound emitted from somewhere again, but sounded louder and closer. Whirling around, nothing was around her, but she found the sound was coming out of the house and into the white beyond.
Running towards where the sound was coming from, she found herself running through a blur of green and brown, indicating that she was trekking through a forest. Strange thing was that she couldn't stop running even though she thought of stopping, her body was just running to that sound, not stopping for anything, only focused on that chime that beat in time with the rustling wind.
Finally finding a clearing ahead, she found herself atop a high hill, overseeing a beautiful garden full of flowers, the wind chime was loud in here.
Awed by the lush greenery before her, the brunette walked slowly in the ocean of flowers, not stopping till she came upon a rare black rose that stood high above the rest, as if to show off it's magnificent ebony petals, out in the middle of the garden.
Bending down, she gazed upon the rose, her sapphire eyes glowing with silent awe. She reached out a hand to touch the petals, but before that happened…
"… If you must know, a black rose is a very rare flower in our world. But have you heard of its rumors?" asked a deep, silky laced tone.
Jerking her head up, she saw a black-haired man, his back turned to her. He slowly turned to her, her eyes widen.
It was that man that was in one of her dreams!
"…I don't know what you mean… umm, sir…" she replied hesitantly. For some strange reason, she felt a foreboding sense from him, the wild stranger growling inside her after being calmed by the scene around her.
The man smirked, his sapphire narrowed orbs glinting with something she couldn't quite place what it was.
"A black rose, my dear, is said to bring ill-will and unfortunate events happen to them… Death to the one who foolishly dropped their blood on its petite, lithe form." He replied slowly, almost sensually, but in a bored tone.
He walked to her as she stood up in her spot. Standing on the other side of the rose, he bent down, plucking the rose, easily avoiding the pointy thorns on its stem, holding it out before her, making her notice his black-tinted nails.
"Blood… that is what is needed to fuel most things in life…" he murmured silently.
Then he suddenly grasped one of her hands and placed her thumb against one of the thorns. It was a slight prick before she felt the blood flow down her finger, onto her hand, trailing down her arm, staining her white jacket's sleeve. Slowly running her bleeding thumb onto the rose's petals.
She wrenched back, staring at the rose that was now tainted by her blood. She suddenly felt a little dizzy in her head, her vision blurring slightly.
"But maybe for you… Death would find it frustrating to obtain… your life…" he whispered, dropping the rose unto the ground, and all she could see were flames.
((scene change))
Her eyes slowly cracked open, moaning as she felt her head spin before going back to normal. Anzu moved her eyes around their sockets, closing them to try and relieve the headache. Only some, before she lifted one of her hands and stared at the thumb. Nothing was on it. Then she tried to lift the other one, only to feel someone else's hand on hers.
Slowly turning her head, she would've screamed when she saw Atem's face inches away from hers, but only to find he was sleeping. The brunette immediately calmed down, staring at his content face for a few moments.
'… Wow… Atem actually sleeps…?' was all she thought in her head. Anzu mentally gasp, clamping her hand around her mouth as if she had said that aloud.
That done it, slowly, but surely, Atem awoke. He sat up straight on the chair next to the bed, yawning out loud, making his inch-long teeth more visible than ever, before he settled his sleepy gaze on her face.
A small smirk formed curved up his lips. "Of course I sleep, little angel. I don't always stay up 24/7. The light sun may not be up until the next couple of days, but that doesn't mean we vampires don't get rest whenever we want to." He murmured, his voice laced with amusement, his crimson eyes still held that sleepiness but had a hint of happiness too.
Anzu let her hand fall back to her side, staring at Atem for a few moments. The smirk on his face widen slightly before he unexpectedly dipped down, placing a soft kiss to her lips. Her sapphire orbs widen in surprise but she soon calmed down, unknowingly snaking an arm around his neck, deepening the kiss.
A sense of hunger between them emitted from the kiss, and the next thing they knew, he was on top of her, kissing, biting the exposed silky skin of her throat, causing her to moan out loud, her hand tightening around his.
Moving past the collar she wore at the base of her neck, he pressed feather light kisses on the top part of her chest, flicking his tongue out to tease her, coax her into moaning, his free hand intertwining with her chocolate-colored locks, brushing sensually against the side of her face and neck, sending small, but knee-locking tremors.
He moved upward again, trailing his tongue over the top of her lip, receiving a small whimper of protest when he teased her into thinking he would explore her. He pulled away from her face; a few inches back, seeing her pout like a small child. Smiling in satisfaction, he kissed her again, making it last longer, more passionate. His crimson eyes looked like molten fire, burning with passion and longing, while her sapphire ones held a maelstrom of want and desire.
When Atem was about to do what she previously wanted him to do, there was a soft knocking on the door.
That just broke the moment between them. Atem and Anzu blinked at each other before they both untangled from each other, Atem out of the bed, walking to the door, while Anzu sat up in the bed looking rather flustered.
Growling and muttering a few profanities under his breath, he unlocked the door and opened it. His crimson eyes looked up to the tall figure, ice cobalt eyes staring back at him. A sudden smirk curved up Atem's features.
"Well, Kaiba," Atem murmured softly, crossing his arms. "Didn't expect you so early…"
"Liar…" Seto hissed at him, going past the shorter vampire (who's only a few inches lower) before his eyes settled onto the blushing brunette in the bed. The most prominent feature on her was her sapphire eyes, but what caught his eyes the most was the black collar around the base of her neck.
He turned to Atem. "Is she…?"
Atem nodded in response before Shizuka walked in, politely bowing her head to Atem who returned the polite gesture, then Mai came in. There was a stunned silence in the room until Mai coughed politely turning to Shizuka and Seto she spoke,
"Well, Seto and Shizuka, won't you say hello to the new member in this house?"
"Pleasure to meet you, ahh…" Shizuka paused while bowing, looking up at the female brunette in question.
"Mazaki Anzu." Anzu answered, bowing her head.
"Ahh, pleased to meet you, Anzu. I've heard quite a few things about you thanks to Atem and Jounouchi." She replied, straightening herself. She elbowed Seto who looked at her angrily in response. "Hello? Aren't you going to say hi?"
He narrowed his eyes. "Why should I say 'hi' to sl—"
Both Atem and Mai began coughing, putting their hands on their mouths while Shizuka hissed at him. The CEO looked at all three of them before sighing, muttering some things to himself before bowing his head.
"Pleased to meet you too, Mazaki…" he grumbled.
((Put more feeling into it!)) Came the shrill cry from his ex-wife.
He growled at her in response. ((… Women…))
Anzu stared at Shizuka as she walked to the bed, sitting on the edge while Mai followed close behind. The brunette raised a thin eyebrow at the auburn-haired vampire.
"Why are you so nice to me…?" she asked, straightening herself in her position.
Shizuka tilted her head to one side in puzzlement. "What do you mean, Anzu?"
"Well… I'm human… You're a vampire… Shouldn't there be any… I don't know, castes dispute between us…?"
Shizuka shook her head, waving one of her hands around. "Oh no, not in this house. Anyway, Atem himself treats humans the same ways as he treats the vampires… well, only if he's okay with them."
As the women began talking, Seto and Atem began to converse as well, but only in quiet whispers as to not let the women hear them.
"Is she the one you talked to me about?" Seto asked, crossing his arms and staring down at Atem from his height.
"Yes…" Atem replied longingly, shooting a glance at the said female brunette. "But then again, we're not here to discuss that, are we?"
Seto didn't reply.
"We came here to discuss about Bakura. We can talk about our women later." Atem added, a sly smirk on his face as he said the last part.
The vampire brunette raised an eyebrow up. "Yours? Did you already…"
The tri-colored-haired vampire shook his head. "No, well, at least not yet anyway. She will be when she's willing. She's mine in some terms but not like that yet."
"You aren't one to hold patience, Atem," Seto pointed out.
The smirk perked up slightly. "Well, look who's talking. Till then, let's not discuss this. Now then, about Bakura, tell me exactly what happened."
As Anzu conversed with Shizuka and Mai and after finding out that Shizuka was Jounouchi's sister (which greatly surprised Anzu since they didn't seem related in some ways), Anzu began wondering about the dream.
Slowly she raised her left hand.
She saw nothing.
((scene change))
One of the humans that worked in the bar/inn looked in the beds that weren't locked to see if he needed to clean them. In one room, he checked if it was locked. It wasn't, so, he went inside and stared horrified at the gruesome sight before him, feeling ready to hurl.
Hikaru walked down the stairs, casually, slowly like a panther waiting to find another prey, adjusting the collar of his white trench coat, his indigo black eyes glinting with murderous satisfaction as he walked out of the bar, wanting free air from the smell that now clung annoyingly to him.
Sighing, he fished for a pack and a gold lighter before lighting one of his cigarettes, grateful that he now got rid of the stench of the woman he now disposed of.
"I thought you quit smoking," said a deep voice behind him.
Glancing out at the corner of his eyes, he saw another man with pale white hair but with electric blue eyes and a dark trench coat on his shoulders, over a regal choice of clothes.
He grunted. "And when did you hear that white lie, hmm?" he asked, voice bored, flat, yet carried a sensual caress, a voice deep and low that made a few women pass by swoon behind them while passing.
"When I heard that you met someone very special and disappeared from my eyes since then. I sometimes wonder what you thought was so special." The silver-haired vampire responded to Hikaru.
Another annoyed grunt, the flick of his hands as Hikaru got off a few burnt excess of his cigar. "None of your damn business, Tenma." He muttered, the tone in his voice turning to cold ice.
Tenma smirked, flicking away a few rebellious silver strands away from his beautiful face. "I see how it is… Anyway, why are you in this part of the country, Hikaru? Usually you wouldn't go to such a backwater place as this unless it was something really important."
"I'm here to find someone… Though I had to pass a little detour in the way." He added with a cold smirk that matched the glint in his eyes.
Tenma sneered at him, shaking his head. "You're a cruel bastard," he muttered.
"So what if I am?" Hikaru asked slyly. "Well, enough of this, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be with Pegasus?"
"I'm here on a couple of errands…" Tenma replied slowly, eyeing the taller vampire through the corner of his eyes before he stared at the ground below him. "Then I'm off to a few more countries. I won't be here for a while maybe…"
Hikaru scoffed before taking in one last puff and throwing it to the ground, smashing it underneath his feet and turning to Tenma.
"Well, I won't detain you any longer, Tenma. I have some business to take care of…" he turned away from Tenma but was stopped when Tenma spoke, "I've heard he's here again. Too bad that I can't help you…"
Hikaru whirled to face the other vampire but found nothing. He swerved his head around, trying to find the enigmatic vampire. He sighed, no use trying to find Tenma now. When he's gone, he's gone.
He was about to turn around again before something on the floor caught his eyes. He walked to it, bending down and picking the item up. An eyebrow cocked up in surprise as he gazed upon the item through the darkness.
It was a black rose. But had a bit of blood on its petals.
"So what are you planning? Which one are you going to take first?" questioned Bakura as he leaned against the wall, eyeing the cloaked stranger who stared out the huge window showing the dark scenery of the city before him.
A low rumble emitted from the cloaked figure, his shoulders quaking as he did so. Turning to Bakura, the doppelganger saw narrowed sapphire eyes and a huge feral smile through the veil that hid the man's face, fang like teeth glinting through the veil. Walking to a vase that stood on a desk situated in the middle of the room, he plucked a black rose from the vase full of them.
"Of course, my dear doppelganger, we will take the easiest to get first. The God Orb, Obelisk the Tormentor." The black rose in his hand burst into blue flames in his hands.
((end chapter))
Well, there's chapter nine for you. Hope you enjoyed it! And sorry if the change in scene is confusing.It seems to be getting out of hand with the line in between scene. Sorry, but it may be likethisfor a whileif you don't mind. Now then, if you want the next chapter, please click on that button down there! Thank you!
On a last note: My B-day is coming! It's COMING! 24 days left people! Woot!