Lady: And here we go again.
Seto: YAY!
Lady: (((_O
Seto: What?
Lady: You mean you actually like this story?
Seto: Yeah, why wouldn't I? I'm a vampire and get to bite people. Do I get to kill anyone?
Lady: Tristan.
Tristan: What did I ever do to you?
Lady: You have no value in the plot of the series. And you provide an excuse to give Seto powers.
Seto: Cool!
Joey: You can't kill Tristan, he's like my brother.
Yami: Your brother-in-law if you're not careful.
Joey: What's that supposed to mean?
Yugi: He and Serenity have been-
Tristan: (claps hand over Yugi's mouth) Nothing. Nothing at all.
Joey: (starts choking Tristan) What have you been doing with my little sister?!?!
Seto: (snatches Yugi away from Tristan) Idiots (cuddles Yugi) My precious... (pets Yugi)
Yugi: Help...
Lady: And my friends wonder why I have no sanity.
Yami: You have friends?
Lady: (((_Ø' I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that. I don't own Yu-gi-oh, and never will. The plot is MINE!!!
Seto: Story
Romantic Horror
Chapter III
~* Seto's POV*~
I burst though the double doors of the library, panting heavily. Looking around frantically, I spot Ryou staring at the floor and trying in vain to stifle a laugh. Raising an eyebrow, I go over to him, staring at him all the while. Turn my attention from Ryou I look to see what he was laughing at. That's when I see what was so funny. Keeping my composure, I clear my thought. Though, the sight of a very bereft Yugi under a happy looking blonde dog was a bit much to take.
"Wheeler down," I say sternly. Wheeler turns his big honey brown eyes at me, as if just noticing me. (Joey: HEY! Why the hell am I a dog? Lady: Because I said so, now shut up so I can finish. Seto: *is laughing his ass off*). He whines, putting his tail in between his legs and sits in front of me. I pet him on the head to let him know that I was not angry. He perks up at this. I turn my attention to Yugi, whom Ryou was helping off the floor. "I apologize for me dogs behavior. He's just a little...well, enthusiastic when it comes to meeting new people." Yugi dusts himself off and smiles.
"Oh that's all right. He merely caught me off guard." He petted Wheeler affectionately, and Wheeler licked his hand in acceptance. Ryou who has finally recovered from the giggles decides to explain the incident.
"He must have been waiting in her for Master Seto and mistook you for him," He offers. Yugi nods and gives a little yawn. I glance at the clock. SHIT! It's past midnight. I have to get Yugi back to his room before anything happens to him. Making sure that my voice and expression show no sign of distress I turn Yugi toward the door.
"I must speak with Ryou, so heeler with show you to your room. Goodnight." He is barely able to nod before he is nuzzled and pushed out the door by Wheeler. I didn't breathe until I was sure they were gone and I could sense that Yugi was safely in his room. "Ryou, what do you think of him?" Ryou was taken back by this.
"Yugi, sir?" I nod. "He's very lovely, a little too inquisitive, but still lovely." He rubs the back of his head. I take him in my arms and stroke his hair thoughtfully.
"I think I'll make him my mate." I say bluntly. That one really shocked him.
"Are you sure?" I don't need to look at him to know that he's concerned for me. "What about his companion? And he is expected to be in Boston sir. I called and checked shortly after he arrived." I stroke his neck to increase blood flow and move the collar aside to reveal to puncher wounds on his vain.
"I will let him go." I'm sure he's really confused now. The look on his face only confirms my suspicions.
"But-"
"If all goes according to my plan, he'll come back to me, begging to be mine." I tilt his head to the side and kiss his vein. I see lightening strike in the distance.
"I still don't understand..."he shivers. I can feel his pulse race under my lips. Placing my fangs over healed scares, I sink them in slowly. Ryou's coppery blood floods my mouth as I drink from him. He moans in pleasure. After a few more moments I pull away and lick the wounds closed. He has gone limp, so I set him down in the soft easy chair to sleep off the blood loss. I can feel his blood warming my body. He and Yugi are both so warm and sweet. It almost pains me to drink from him.
Going over to the window, I press my hand, then my forehead against the cool glass. I love the cold against my now flush body. It tends to do this when I drink too much blood. As I cool my self off, my thoughts drift to Yugi, sound asleep in his bed, unguarded and completely in the palm of my hand. I would make him mine, and only mine.
~*Yami's
POV*~
The small sliver of sunlight that slips though the thick velvet curtain was harsh on my eyes. Damn light. Damn headache. Sitting up, I try to rub the dull ache on the side of my neck. When my palm runs across to small circular scars on my jugular, I freeze. Last night's events come crashing down on me like a violent storm. SHIT! I throw the covers off of me and run though the hall toward Master Yugi's room. Once I find his room I lean on the door, weak from the loss of blood and exhaustion. Master Yugi looks up from his book. His skin and eyes are normal, and there doesn't appear to be anything on his neck.
"Good morning Yami!" he chirps happily. His eyes become wide when he looks closer at me. "Are you feeling well? You look positively awful!" Going over to him, I grab him by the shoulders and shake him lightly.
"Yugi, listen to me," I say lowly. "We have to get out of here! Lord Kaiba's a vampire and-" Yugi cuts me off annoyed.
"Yami! What's wrong with you?!"
"No Yugi, you don't understand." He places a hand on my forehead.
"Yami, I don't know what's gotten into you but you are obviously feverish. And I don't know where you got the notion that Lord Kaiba... I mean Seto is a vampire!" I feel the rage boil up in me.
"He bite me, that's why!" I pull the collar of my shirt aside to show him the scars. He stares blankly at me.
"Yami," he pauses. "There's nothing on your neck." He puts his hands on my shoulders and pushes me back into the bed.
"But..."
"But nothing, just rest." He pulls my head into his lap and strokes my hair. This is just like what I would do to him when we were little. He starts to hum and I begin to forget about last night. I feel safe and start falling asleep in the comfort of my little brother's lap. My gentle little brother. I would never let anything happen to him.
~*Yugi's POV*~
Just as Yami had fallen asleep. Some knocked on the door. "Come in." Seto slowly pushed the door open. "Is everything all right, I thought I heard yelling." He glances at Yami asleep in my bed and raises and eyebrow.
"He was feverish. He even accused you of being a vampire." Seto reaction to the statement didn't ease my concern. He seemed to smirk that it.
"It doesn't surprise me in the least. People have been calling me that for years," He smiles. But it was a nice smile. It was a wicked sort of smile. How could he have been called that for year when he was, like me, only sixteen? He was about to leave but paused at the door. "Oh say. I meant to tell you that breakfast has been prepared if you are ready to eat." And with that he left and closed the door behind him.
~Later that day~
The day had been for the most part, uneventful. After breakfast, Yami spent the whole day sleeping, and I didn't see Seto or Bakura at all. Ryou was my constant companion though out the day, Though he seemed to avoid bright rooms. But as I think about it one strange thing did occur.
-Flashback-
It had stopped raining that morning, but since Yami was ill, we had decided to stay a day or two. As it was, I was out exploring the front gardens. Ryou kept a close eye on me from the shady pouch of the mansion. We talked steadily about the plants, animals and insects that inhabited the garden. Suddenly, as I was going in, a carriage pulled up to the front of the mansion. Out of it stepped a man, slightly shorter then Seto and much sharper (AN: And not just his hair), with brown hair and hazel eyes. He took one suit case off the carriage and stepped away. He glared at Ryou as the carriage drove away at top speed. Once it was gone, he turned his attention to me.
"Are you master Yugi Moto?" he asks sternly. I give a curt nod and meek yes, slightly put off be his appearance. "My name is Tristan Taylor, your grandfather sent me here to retrieve you since you didn't show last night. And since this mansion is the only place to stay between boston and you last stop, I assumed you were here." He looked around the garden with distaste. "We will be leaving tomorrow morning, no questions asked and no complaints." He brushes past both Ryou and I and into the house. He stops just inside the door. In front of him was a tall young man, maybe an inch shorter than Seto. His hair was a sand blonde color and his honey brown eyes stared blankly at Tristan.
"May I help you?" Tristan stared at him with wide shocked eyes. Then he grabbed the young man by the shoulders.
"Joey, it me! Tristan! Don't you remember me? You best friend?" Tristan rambled frantically. Joey, presumably, continued to stare blankly at him.
"I'm not sure how you know my name, sir, but I assure you we have never met." Tristan's eyes were filled with pain as his hand fell to his sides. He looked as though he were about to cry. It wasn't until I put my hand on his shoulder and asked if he was all right did he snap out of his distraught state. As if sensing the unease of the situation, Ryou coughed.
"Why don't you let me show you to your room Mr. Taylor?" Ryou smiled politely.
-End Flashback-
I haven't seen hide-nor-hear of Tristan since then. This concerns me, so I start to search for him. The first place I looked is his room. His things are there but, other than that, not one sign that he was in there at all. I continue my search. The library, the kitchen, the dinning hall, the red and lavender halls, but no Tristan. This left me with two options, Yami's room and Seto's hall. Deciding to check the former first I knock Yami's door.
"Come in," Was the simple response. I push the door open just enough for me to get my head inside the room. Yami sat in the center of the bed, book in hand and very relaxed. He brings his head up to see who has just entered the room. "Is something the matter Master Yugi?" asked with furrowed brows.
"Sort of," I respond solemnly. "Have you seen Mr. Taylor today?" he shakes his head.
"No, I'm afraid I haven't. I was asleep until about half an hour ago. That just leave Seto's hall. As I begin to retreat though the door, Yami calls to me.
"Master Yugi?"
"Yes Yami?
"Please be careful." I nod and smile. My promise to him that I would be fine. I close the door behind me. After walking a short distance, I stop in front of th Seto's private hall. There were no windows, so the blue walls slowly darken into navy then black. The edge of the hall had three huge dragon statues, one on the left, one on the right, and one above the door frame. The way their sapphire eyes stare at me was as if they were guarding something or tell me to beware that same thing. Taking a deep breath, I start down the hall. As I go, I get the same feeling I did when we stopped in front of the woods out side the mansion. The sensation of being watch gets stronger the farther I go. My movements are fast now. Fear of something grabbing me fuels my speed. The hall gets darker and darker. By the time I reach the end it pitch black save for the sliver of gold light the peaked though a crack in the two huge doors. Going up to the crack, I look though and almost faint. On a large bed in the center of the room is Tristan. He is bleeding from various wounds on his body. Next to him is Joey, his mouth is cover in blood and his honey brown eyes have a wild look in them. He growls and sinks his teeth into the tender flesh of Tristan's arm. Tristan groans loudly in pain. In a window not far from the bed, the sun gives up that last of it's light. Under the window was a large mahogany coffin. Its lid slid is lifted up slowly by a pale hand.
"Did you in enjoy your meal Wheeler?" A rich voice calls from inside the coffin. A howl from the bed draws my attention back to Tristan. Where Joey once sat, sits Wheeler, crying and licking Tristan face. Wheeler nuzzles him in what I'm thinking is an attempt to revive him. Wheeler stares at Tristan, with a brother love in his eyes. Wait a minute... Joey and Wheeler couldn't be... My musing is interrupted by the closing of the coffin's lid. My gaze turns to the coffin. There, leaning against the mahogany, is Seto, smiling at the scene before him.
Out of no where strong arms come around my waist and head, effectively holding me and stifling my screams of terror. I kick the door open as I struggle to get way. The sound of the slamming door startles Seto and Wheeler. Seto glares at whoever is holding me.
"I do not like interruptions, Duke," Seto bites coldly. He goes over to Tristan's body and strokes his chest.
~* Normal POV*~
"My apologies master, but I found this little one out side your door spying on you." Seto's gaze turned to Yugi. He tilted his head to the side absentmindedly.
"I believe I told you not to come down here Yugi," Seto sighed. "But I suppose curiosity gets the best of everyone."
"What shall I do with him, master?" Seto looked at Duke then Yugi. "Leave him here, but close the door." Seto turned his attention back to Tristan. Duke nodded and unceremoniously dropped Yugi on the floor and exited. Yugi turned around just in time to see the doors slam and lock. Yugi huddled himself against the door and shivered in fear.
"Come here little one," Seto purred not taking his eyes off of Tristan. Yugi quivered, but complied. He stood next to Seto, shaking all the while. "You know, I'm very disappointed in you," Yugi gulped, "But, I am willing to forgive you." Seto took Yugi into his arms and lifted him onto the bed as Wheeler jumped off. Setting Yugi down next Tristan, Seto turned to the night stand and began to rummage thought the top drawer. After a few moments, Seto turned back to the bed with a dagger and a gauntlet in hand. Going around Yugi, he placed the gauntlet at the side of Tristan's neck and placed the blade of the dagger against his jugular. In one swift motion, Seto sliced the vein in two. He licked his lips as the blood flowed freely into the gauntlet. Tristan moaned in pain, barely alive. Once the gauntlet was full Seto pulled it away and dipped one finger into the blood. With one hand holding the gauntlet, Seto ran the finger along Yugi's bottom lip. Yugi's tongue naturally came out to lick the red liquid away. Seto smiled fondly at this. Seto tilted Yugi's head and lifted the gauntlet gently to his lips.
TBC....
Lady: That's weird. It only took me took me two weeks to write it, yet it took me a month to type.
Seto: That just proves that you're lazy and slow.
Yami: Why did you stop there?
Lady: Because this chapter is now six pages.
Seto & Yami: O_o
Lady: Pessimists
Yugi: Wasn't that rather gory?
Lady: Yugi... The title of the story id Romantic Horror, of course it's going to by gory.
Yugi: Oh...
Bakura: Am I in this fic anymore?
Duke: Yeah What about me?
Lady: Yes You to come back later. And I have a surprise next chapter.
Yugi: What is it?
Lady: You'll just have to wait and find out. Review please.