Yami Yami Yugi: Hey everyone! Sorry this chapter took a little longer, but I figured three consecutive chapters should be able to hold you for now.
Yugi: Besides, the four day weekend is over, and while she was writing fan fiction, there was a three page paper on the Unification of Italy that needed writing.
Jou: And she didn't remember until the teacher asked them to pass them in.
YYY: So now I have to spend my whole night writing a late paper.
Yugi: And as for the lemon, you may have to wait just a few more days.
Jou: See, it was almost done when the power went out and took half of the damn thing with it, so she has to rewrite it.
YYY: But I do have some good news: I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to Geiko!
Yugi: --;
Jou: --; you aren't even old enough to drive.
YYY: So?
Answers to the Reviewers:
S. Chensu and Luff: Yes! It's true! There is an intelligent reader viewing my stories! Thank Ra! And to answer your question, yes, their powers do have to do with the elements. I'm trying to drag this out, so it may be a while before we really get into that. Or not. You never know ;) And also, if you look back at that chapter, the flashback is there now. So there you go!
alostblackcat: Sorry I left you last time with a cliffy and no fast update. But here you go, as late as it is. And if you want the lemon, just leave me your e-mail and wait for it to be finished. I'm a procrastinator.
Disclaimer: I have a lovely bunch of coconuts (dee dil lee dee) There they are standing in the road (bum bum bum) Big ones, Small ones, Ones as big as your head… I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, so bite me!
Chapter Eleven
Bakura and Ishtar didn't stop running until they reached their hide-away. And the second they arrived they collapsed on their own beds.
"Well," Ishtar said, breathing heavily. "That could have been worse."
Bakura rolled his eyes, but sighed. "Yeah, I guess. We still got our lovely Millennium items." He held up the ring to a candle and admired it for a second. "And, we nabbed a pair of slaves as well."
He stood up and walked over to the two boys who, up to this point, had just been standing silently at the entrance.
He looked at the up and down carefully. One of them was very tan, had pale blonde hair, and lavender eyes, as well as an air of defiance around him. The other one, he noticed, looked remarkably like him, but his features were softer and he seemed kind of a pushover. But still, he was attractive.
"I get this one tonight," he said pulling him roughly by his hair. The boy gave a slight yelp, but Bakura took no notice.
"No!" Ishtar said. "I wanted him! Fine, but I want a switch tomorrow!"
"Okay, but just… Ah!" He stumbled backward and let go of the boy to clutch his stomach where he had been hit. "Why you…"
The blond slave stood looking like he had still just thrown a punch before straitening up and turning to his friend.
"Are you okay, Ryou?"
"Have you lost your mind!"
"Wha-?"
"You're going to get us both kil- ack!"
He fell to the side as Malik was pushed to the floor where Bakura stood dangerously above him. "What do you think you're playing at?"
Malik just smirked, causing Bakura to become even more irritated. "You little…" He aimed a punch but before he could do anything…
"Hold it!" Ryou stepped between them. "He's not you're to control tonight, remember." He pointed to himself and gave a smirk. "You choose me and you're stuck with that choice until morning. So unless he gives you permission to beat the crap out of Malik." He pointed at Ishtar, "I don't think you can touch him."
He looked at Ishtar who had been watching the exchange silently, "And let me tell you, a beat up slave isn't nearly as much fun as one who still has strength."
"Uhh…" Bakura blinked stupidly, still poised to strike the slave.
"What the hell do you thing you're doing?" Malik muttered from the corner of his mouth.
"I'm saving your friggin life," he muttered back.
"Fine!" Bakura said. He dropped his fist and instead grabbed Ryou and threw him onto the bed. But he did it kind of fast and Ryou slid across it and landed on the floor on the other side.
He reappeared a second later looking pissed. "Hey! What did I just say about a beat up slave!?"
YYY: Okay. This is where I would probably put what happens next, but since I haven't even finished the first lemon, I don't think I'm in any position to write two more. So let's just skip ahead to the palace, K?
Seto burst into his room, threw his cloak somewhere, and collapsed on the bed. What a day! Closely followed by what a night. Two Items missing, two rather important slaves missing, and two very important authority figures coming close to losing what little sanity they had left, the last one of course referring to himself and Yami.
He gave a frustrated sigh and turned over on his stomach, flinging his arms out to the side, and hit something.
He lifted his head to see that boy asleep a small ways away from him. Of course. Yet another reason for his misery. And at the same time, one of his only sources of happiness. Which leads us back to the misery part.
Jounouchi, something about him, made him feel so strangely. It was kind of like how he felt for Mokuba, only different. But at the same time entirely the same.
And it gave him a massive headache.
He growled and dropped his head on his pillow again with a soft thump. It was too late and he was too tired. He was shocked he even had the strength to breathe.
Slowly, Seto drifted into sleep. The last thing he knew before completely drifting away was a sudden warmth next to him. Not quite sure what it was, he fell asleep enjoying the feeling.
Yugi jumped and crumpled the piece of piece of papyrus he was using as Yami burst in looking like shit. Yugi, who was on the opposite side of the room, quickly scrambled onto one of the couches and pretended to be asleep.
He heard some movement and felt Yami come closer. He did his best to steady his breathing and not to jump when he felt the cushion sink next to him.
"What am I going to do?" he heard Yami say. Yugi felt a hand go through his hair and then lightly down his cheek. He shifted slightly.
The next thing he knew, he was slowly being picked up and carried somewhere. He felt himself being placed on the bed, and a sheet lifted to cover him.
Hearing footsteps walking away from him, he dared a peak out of one eye. Seeing that Yami was not looking at him, he opened the other eye and watched him.
Yami was at his desk, writing something. He seemed very involved with whatever it was. For about a half hour he wrote on numerous scrolls, and for about half and hour Yugi watched.
When he was done, Yami rolled up the scrolls and opened a drawer. Yugi squinted, trying to see what he was taking out. It looked like a chest, but very out of place in the Pharaoh's room. It looked very old and made of badly carved wood.
Still, he handled it very carefully, like it was some kind of treasure.
Yugi watched as he placed the scrolls inside and shut it. He placed it back to its original holding place, and Yugi frowned. For some reason he had to see what was in that chest.
Yami blew out the remaining candles, and Yugi shut his eyes as he walked over to the bed.
When he was sure Yami had fallen asleep he opened his eyes and looked through the dark room at the desk. He was going to have to get into there.
He sighed and looked at the papyrus he still had crumpled in his hand. He would have to finish later.
Malik collapsed on the small bed, Ishtar right next to him. Breathing hard, he managed the strength to look at the other bed on the other side of the room. He winced. Ryou was still being used by Bakura.
He closed his eyes, trying not to listen to what was going on there. It wasn't like he hadn't heard it before, but knowing your best friend is being raped and you can't do anything about it… Well, that's just not something you get used to.
But even if they couldn't completely stop it, they were each there for each other to soften the blow. That line Ryou had used on Bakura: "a beat up slave isn't nearly as much fun as one who still has strength." He did that to their old master too, so they could take turns every night.
And Malik made sure Ryou wasn't hurt more than necessary, just as he had done earlier. But before Malik could get punished for it, Ryou would step in with another clever excuse.
They always played off each other just as they had tonight, and it worked. But Malik wasn't sure how long they would be able to manage here.
Sure, it worked on their old master for four years, but the man was a moron! Thieves had to be smart, and clever to be able to get around traps and guards.
He heard a sound next to him and jumped slightly, but relaxed when he realized that Ishtar person was snoring. Speaking of which, his eyelids were feeling pretty heavy as well.
Turning on his side so his back was to Ishtar, he started to fall asleep when he realized what a perfect view he had of the other bed. Cringing slightly, he turned over on his other side, deciding sleeping closer to his kidnapper was better than witching his friend get raped. Besides, it was warmer here…
Bakura collapsed on the small bed breathing hard. He rolled onto his back and closed his eyes. It had been a while a while since he had done that with anyone. When you spend all your time trying to train Ishtar, you hardly have the time to pick up someone to sleep with.
Needless to say, he enjoyed it. And he had a feeling he wasn't the only one, and he wasn't referring to Ishtar.
He looked at the boy next to him. Ryou, was his name, right? He was breathing harder than even him. His face was dripping with sweat and stained with tears, but he didn't look upset. Not angry, or even scared.
Bakura frowned. Now that he thought about it, he couldn't read his expression at all. He wasn't sure what was going on with that boy, but he was not going to let Ishtar trade with him tomorrow. He wanted to keep this one.
His eyes suddenly very tired, he turned to his side. Bringing Ryou closer to him he sighed. He had a feeling he was going to be able to sleep peacefully tonight.
YYY: Well, another short but effective chapter! Hope you enjoyed it. To tell the truth, this was a virtually useless chapter in terms of plot, but come on! I had to do it! Malik and Ryou needed at least one chapter they got to star in.
Jou: Yeah, but did you have to write me out completely? I feel so unloved!
Yugi: Oh relax. You had a nice little segment with Seto.
Jou: Easy for you to say! You got to plot and scheme and crumple paper! I want to crumple paper, you hear! I want to crumple paper!
YYY: Oh get over yourself! Here. (Gives him paper)
Jou: Yay! (Crumples it)