Chapter 15: This is it (Part II)

Darkness. Nothing can be seen. Everything—pitch black as if no light could enter. Then he appeared, the space he occupied glowing faintly but was soon swallowed by darkness as he moved.

Where can he be? He asked himself, his feet walking towards no particular direction. How did he reach this place? Was anyone even there?

His ear caught the sound of horses neighing. It was getting near, he found out and his face lit up to give whoever comes a polite greeting, which soon turned into a look of shock as his mind comprehended what the raised swords meant.

'Run,' his mind told him.

'Move!' his eyes ordered.

'I can't,' his body answered and he remained immobile, as if some unknown force was stopping him from moving. As his attacker charged, sword rose ready to cut him in two, he closed his eyes, for the first time feeling defenseless and weak.

But the blow never came, and out of sheer curiosity, he opened his eyes again, his eyes widening at the sight of the dark-clad magician, who swore loyalty with his life in front, in front of him, protecting him from the assault.

"Mahado!" he cried happily. The magician gave him a curt nod as he stole a quick glance at his best friend, "Run now," he ordered as he fought the armed men.

Run, his magician had ordered. Should he? Or should he stay and fight? He gasped in horror as he saw his magician fall to the ground in defeat, waiting for the blow of death. Tears brimmed his eyes as his protector slumped lifeless and he ran.

"Yes, flee, pharaoh," one said in his shrilly creepy voice. Shadows twirled around, in their own ways, laughing at the running teenager.

He shook his head as he continued to run, uncaring if he was going around in circles. Light… a small orb of hope appeared suddenly in front of him and he tried to catch it but it moved away with a blink of the eye.

"No, wait!" he called, running after it. The faster he ran, it seems, the farther the distance between them. The orb shone brighter, its size getting bigger as it eventually turned into a door, a portal—an exit.

He ran faster, his hopes increasing rapidly with each hurried step. Without any warning, everything seemed to close on him, the shadows climbing on his back as he slowly sank.

Then, all of a sudden, he was pulled back to safety and he sighed in relief, only to gasp as he finally saw the person who saved him.

"B-Bakura!"

His 'savior' smirked evilly; eyeing him like a predator would do his prey. The door, it was within reach, if only he could escape. Closer, he pleaded but it stopped.

"No one can escape darkness," Bakura said, staring at him with intense brown eyes, "Especially the weak ones like you."

He took a step back, and he was paralyzed after that. Bakura slowly closed on him; the shadows easily caught his unmoving arms, preventing any attempts to flee. Bakura, seemingly, gave him a concerned look, which only made him more nervous.

He struggled to rid his arms free only to fail miserably; his mind raced. What to do? What to do? A finger traced his jawline, catching his attention.

"Let me go," he ordered. He was not being listened to, he found out, as the finger moved to his lips.

"It is time for you to accept darkness," Bakura said before claiming his lips in a bruising kiss; and as Bakura explored the deep cavern of his mouth, something entered him, an uncontrollable force piercing itself in him. He cried out in pain and fell to the ground as the Tomb Robber vanished like the shadows.

He rose slowly, forcing his weakening body to move, to walk towards the portal. The shadows twirled around him, swirling and blocking his path.

'You're pathetic,' one said.

'Weakling,' another added.

'Coward.'

'Worthless.'

The shadows openly taunted him as he reach for the door. Relief passed through him as he saw his cousin waiting for him.

"Seth!" he cried happily. Seth turned to him and scowled, "You have no place here, darkness. Get away from me, you disgust me," Seth said turning his back on him as he was pushed away.

"Seth, don't leave me here!" he called as he fell into the abyss…

And woke up with a scream.

Seth rushed towards his cousin's side the moment he entered his pharaoh's chamber. The scream had caught his attention and knew who the person who screamed was.

There in the middle of the bed was Atemu, his knees brought up close to his chest as he buried his head. Sobs shook his body and Seth knew Atemu had a nightmare.

"Hush now, Atemu, I am here," Seth whispered as he gathered his trembling cousin in his arms.

"Seth…" Atemu breathed in relief as he buried his head in his cousin's chest and embraced him fiercely. They knew not how long they stayed that way nor did they care.

As the sobs died down and tremors no longer shook the lithe body, Seth grasped Atemu's chin and forced him to meet his gaze.

"Bad dream?" Seth asked quietly, finding himself drowning in the depth of the other's teary crimson eyes.

"Yes," Atemu answered truthfully, unable to stare away. Time seemed to disappear for the both of them but neither seemed to care.

Inch by inch, Seth leaned down, seeing the longing and mild fear, reflecting his own, in the other's eyes, nothing else seemed to matter but Atemu. Closing his eyes, he pressed his lips on Atemu's, feeling the other tense up a bit.

Their kiss ended as they part for air. Desire flowed like blood as Seth stare at his cousin's flushed face/

"Seth?" Atemu asked in confusion. Seth smiled tenderly at his cousin, caressing his face softly, "What is it, Atemu?" he asked.

"Why?"

Seth closed his eyes at the question. It's either now or never. "I care for you, Atemu," he answered, "I love you."

Atemu's eyes widened at the confession. What about Kisara? Tears welled in his eyes, "N-no," he choked a sob as he tried to move away.

"No?" Seth asked, not letting Atemu go. The pharaoh managed to break away, though, and rose from the bed, "You can't," Atemu whispered.

"What do you mean I can't? This is what I feel," Seth argued, standing beside his cousin, "I love you and nothing can change that."

"Not even Kisara?"

Seth stared at the other incredulously. How did Kisara enter the picture? He isn't interested with the girl; it was plain to see, in his opinion. Seth shook his head and pulled Atemu towards him, capturing Atemu's lips in a kiss. They broke apart panting.

"No," he said, "Not even Kisara. I don't have feelings for her, Atemu," he added. Their lips met again as Seth slowly and gently laid Atemu on the bed.

He moved to Atemu's neckline, placing tender kisses, delicately nibbling at the other's ear, and relishing the muffled moans that resulted as he took of Atemu's tunic.

Seth began exploiting Atemu's most sensitive spots, delighted to hear the other moan and writhe beneath him.

Soon after, his headdress was gone, followed by his cape then his tunic. Atemu placed the Millennium Rod on the floor beside the puzzle before pulling his cousin into a kiss. All insecurities and fears thrown out of the window.

Seth undid his cousin's kilt, a hand reaching to grasp the other's erection; Seth nibbled on his collarbone, biting one particular spot and lapping it with his tongue before proceeding downwards.

In one swift move, he took Atemu's manhood and started sucking. Atemu closed his eyes, drowning himself in the pleasure, his hands fisting into Seth's hair. Soon enough, he released as his body convulsed and he fell limply on the bed.

Seth made his way up and kissed his pharaoh before standing to get the oil. He returned seeing Atemu taking deep breaths as he slowly resolved, and a smirk graced his features.

He parted the other's legs with one of his own and settled between them. Covering his fingers with oil, he forced Atemu to meet his gaze. "I'm going to prepare you so you won't get hurt that much later but you have to trust me, alright?" he said.

"I trust you," Atemu answered before hissing in pain as a finger penetrated his entrance. Soon enough, two more fingers followed the first one and he found himself responding to their thrusts.

"Focus on me," Seth ordered as he positioned himself at Atemu's entrance. Atemu nodded and stared directky at Seth's eyes. Mumbling an apology, Seth thrusted in as slow as he could and waited for a few minutes to let the other adjust.

"I'm fine, Seth," Atemu said. Seth wiped away his tears before thrusting out. He repeated his movements until all that could be heard from the room was their choral moans and groans.

Seth captured Atemu's lips once again as they reach their climax and fell on the bed. Lying beside his cousin, he closed his eyes. He will deal with the consequences later.

Atemu cuddled closer to him, smiling when an arm pulled him towards his cousin," I love you, Seth," he whispered as they drifted to sleep. He didn't notice the surprised look Seth gave as he said his confession.

He was the reason behind all these, after all?

Come a little closer
Flicker in flight
We'll have about an inch's space
But I'm here I can breathe in
What you breathe out

Let me know if I'm doing this right
Let me know if my grip's too tight
Let me know if I can stay all of my life
Let me know if dreams can come true
Let me know if this one's yours too
coz' I see it
and I feel it right here
and I feel you right here

the vacuous night
steps aside to give meaning
to Gemini's dreaming
the moon on its back
and the seemingly
veiled room's lit
by the same star

A/N: I finally found the perfect place for this song! Yes. The song's Gemini by Spongecola and if you can remember, I used it too in my first story. So, how is it? I'll post the next chapters tomorrow, I'm running out of time right now so see ya!