Ria: I don't own Yugioh or any mythical creatures that happen to appear in this fic… thank you.
Ria: This is AU and takes place in a magical land, whose two kingdoms are currently at war, basic good versus evil. What will happen if the two rulers end up meeting and fall for each other with one not realizing the other's status? Will peace settle, or will chaos rule the land? Yaoi. YY/YB. Oh yes, if anyone would like a copy of the list of magical creatures I'm going to use with basic descriptions of them, review and give me your email address.
… time/scene change
Division of sides (major characters):
Good
Yami
Yugi
Jonounchi
Honda
Malik
Evil
Bakura
Ryou
Seto
Duke
Marik
By the way, if you were confused the last few chapters, I interchanged Atem and Yami based on whoever's semi-POV I am going from.
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Bakura lunged at Yami suddenly, effectively tackling and pinning the smaller ruler to a tree in a sitting position. 'Why does this feel so familiar?' Bakura wondered as he looked at the struggling king and slashed twice with a flick of a concealed knife.
At first, nothing happened, but then the wrap fell to ribbons from the vertical and horizontal slashes, revealing uncommon tri-colored hair, terrified ruby eyes, and beautiful tan skin marred only by a cut on the cheek. Bakura leapt off of his captive and stared in disbelief. "A-Atem?" he finally managed to get out.
"That's my surname," Yami replied, standing, his back to the tree and froze when Bakura put the point of his sword to his neck. "Bakura, please..." he pleaded, but was cut off by a snarl.
"I don't want to hear it! I trusted you! How could I have been so stupid as to believe that you were only a prince, especially since your brother is obviously younger! What a fool I am! It was all a lie, an act. Every word, every kiss, every intimate moment we shared!" Bakura spat, his voice raising to a hysterical level of anger.
"I lied just so I wouldn't be killed. I actually did tell you the truth, just not the whole truth, but I see now that I've made too many mistakes, and we have both suffered for my actions. I can't act selfishly now," Yami admitted softly.
Bakura lowered the sword a little, Yami's confession draining some of his anger. "So you lied to me the whole time?"
"Not when I said I love you, not when we kissed, not when we were together. I admit I didn't want to at first, but with that first kiss after the one where I bit you, I wanted to be near you, make you happy, do anything as long as you were near. Please believe me," Yami pleaded, his voice dropping to a whisper as he went and impulsively hugged Bakura, softly crying into Bakura's shoulder.
Bakura knew he should be hating Yami, but couldn't bring him to do it after that sincere confession. Sighing in frustration, Bakura wrapped his arms around Yami and stroked his lover's hair while rubbing the other's back.
"Stop crying," Bakura reprimanded, pulling Yami from his shoulder and wiping the tears away gently after a few minutes, "You're a ruler, rulers aren't supposed to cry."
Yami smiled and rubbed his face with a corner of his cloak. "Does that mean you forgive me?" he asked.
"We'll discuss that later. For now, we have to go end this battle and try to find someway to end this war. Expect me and Ryou soon to discuss negotiations. Apparently he's fallen for one of your officers and has been sneaking off as of late to meet with him since he and I are in the same boat now," Bakura said with a shrug before whistling.
Yami watched Bakura fly off on Baralkin and then got on Randalan. Flying high, he saw the Balornians retreating.
"Yami! Is something wrong?" Yugi asked as Yami headed into his room after helping with the grunt work of burying the bodies to get clean clothes.
"Hmm?" Yami asked snapping out of his thoughts and then saw Yugi. "Oh, It's nothing Yugi, I was just deep in thought," he replied.
"Okay, if you're sure," Yugi said skeptically as he headed off. Yami watched him go and then headed into his room. After changing, Yami flopped on his bed and pulled out of his shirt a ring that Bakura had given him on a fine chain. Bakura had given him the ring two years ago when he was freed, so that Yami would always remember him.
Holding the ring securely, Yami rolled over and fell into a somewhat deep sleep. A few hours later, he was awoken by someone shaking his shoulder. "Malik? What do you want?" he asked, looking and seeing who woke him up.
Malik smiled. "To talk," he replied. Yami just groaned and shoved a pillow over his head. Shaking his head, Malik took the pillow and smacked Yami in the head with it.
"What?" Yami whined and glared at Malik out of the corner of his eye.
"Yugi is worried about you. Since I'm closest to you, everyone chose me to get into your head and pick your brain."
"Bakura found out my identity today," Yami admitted, sitting up. Ever since he had come back, Yami and Malik had grown closer than brothers. Malik knew about Yami and Bakura's relationship, and Yami knew about Malik and Ryou's relationship, and also about Malik's brother.
"Ouch. What happened?" Malik asked, making himself comfortable on the bed. Yami sighed and retold everything.
"He said he'd be coming soon to form a treaty to end the war. He said he's bringing Ryou with him," Yami finished.
"Ryou's coming up? It would be perfect if Marik came too," Malik said, his eyes lighting up and he couldn't help but smile.
Yami chuckled. "Maybe he will," he replied, "After all, Marik is Balorn's third in command."
Malik shrugged and then jumped up. "Come on! Brooding is not going to make time go faster. Let's go have dinner," he proclaimed.
Yami chuckled again. "You and your stomach. I wonder how you ever got past that to think of Ryou," he teased and bolted out of the room, Malik close behind him, cursing with every step. However, Malik was glad that Yami was able to tease. It meant that everything would be fine.
About two months later, Yami, Malik, Yugi, Honda, and Jonounchi were out riding when Odan snorted and pawed the ground. "What is it Odan?" Malik asked, sliding off of his friend and grabbing the elegant head by the bridle.
"Black Pegasi are nearby. Malik, I sense Corron," Odan replied, nostrils flaring, and ears swiveling all around.
"Black Pegasi, are they surprise attacking us?" Jonounchi demanded.
"No, they aren't," Yami assured, hope filling his core, wheeling Randalan around and urging him to gallop back to the city. When the group arrived back at Trina, Yami flew up to the watchtower on Randalan and watched three black dots steadily approach.
"Rand, I want you to go to the city and tell the guards to open the gates. Also inform them that the three Balornians are to be escorted safely to the castle. I will wait there," Yami ordered. Randalan bowed and took off.
Yami turned and almost ran the rest of the way to the palace, Malik close behind. Skidding into the throne room, Yami tried to catch his breath and stumbled forward when Malik crashed into him, unable to stop.
"Hehe, sorry Yami," Malik said with a sheepish grin when the said king shot a glare over his shoulder.
"Excited are we?" Yami asked after shaking his head.
Malik grinned as he sat on his advisor's cushion. "Maybe a little," he replied, "I know I am because I get to see my brother and my boyfriend. How about you?"
Yami sat on his throne. "I don't know, maybe both a little excited, and a little nervous," he admitted.
"Nervous? How could you be nervous at seeing your lover?" Malik asked.
"Well he never said he forgave me for lying to him."
"Then I shall tell you something that Ryou told me. Bakura misses you. He said that Bakura hasn't slept well lately," Malik said.
"Was this before or after the battle?" Yami asked.
"After," Malik answered and then shut up as guards opened the throne room doors. Yami cocked an eyebrow as he noticed that the guards had their hands near their weapons, and Bakura curl his lip at one of them as he strode down the center of the room.
"Guards, at ease and leave us," Yami commanded. The guards hesitated but at a stern look from Yami, they departed, closing the door behind them. Yami waited till they were gone and returned his gaze to Bakura. "Welcome to Trina Bakura, Ryou, and Marik," he greeted.
Bakura nodded in reply. "As you may remember, I told you at our last meeting that I would be coming to discuss negotiations," he stated, seeing Ryou smile shyly at Malik.
"So you did," Yami agreed as he stood, "Come, we'll discuss negotiations in the conference room. Ryou and Marik can stay with Malik for the day." Bakura nodded, and with a wink at Ryou, followed Yami.
Once the two rulers were gone, Ryou hugged Malik tightly. "Let him breath Ryou," Marik laughed at Malik's startled expression.
Malik smiled then. "I don't mind," he replied, running his fingers through the white hair, earning a little giggle. "Miss me?" he asked Ryou before tipping his head up and capturing Ryou's lips in a gentle kiss.
Ryou nodded contently. "I hope Bakura and Yami can come to an agreement," he said, "Then we could see each other more often Malik!"
"Yes it would be much easier," Marik mused.
Malik nodded and then smiled at the two. "I'm confident that they will. Come on, let's go for a walk. I'll show you guys some of the more gentle creatures of Trina," he suggested. Ryou and Marik liked this idea and followed Malik out.
Two hours later, Yami, Bakura, Randalan, and Baralkin were still in the conference room, going over territories and terms agreeable to both sides. "This is harder than expected," Yami sighed, taking off his crown and rubbing his forehead wearily.
Baralkin ruffled his wings in agreement. "Why don't you just combine the two countries together?" he asked. Bakura and Yami glanced at each other startled, causing their eyes to lock for the first time since Bakura found out Yami's true identity. Once both realized this, they looked away quickly after a moment.
"I'm afraid it's more complicated than you think," Randalan replied quietly, "If that were to happen, both would try to claim the throne as their own, and it would just cause another war."
"Trina and Balorn wouldn't be compatible to merge anyway. You'd still be able to tell the border, what with the different creatures as well. However, there is a prophecy that the two will reunite, but the telling is too long of a story, nor do I have the talent to tell it," Bakura said after a moment, "Perhaps later, I could get Ryou to tell it. He has a way of doing the words justice."
"Dinner actually does sound good," Yami admitted, glancing out the window, hearing the nymphs' song of feast that they always sang at dinnertime float upon the breeze.
"Then we shall reconvene tomorrow morning," Baralkin stated before he and Randalan bowed to the two and flew off. Yami looked at Bakura and sighed when he noticed Bakura wasn't meeting his eyes.
"Let's go, dinner will be served in a few minutes, and I would be forced to say I'm a bad host if you miss a Trinan meal," Yami said and smiled when Bakura's mouth turned slightly upwards.
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During dinner, Bakura ate surprisingly well. The soft but cheery music played by satyrs and what Bakura guessed to be wood nymphs was quite soothing. "Ryou," he said when there was a lull in the conversations, "do me a favor and tell the Trinans the prophecy. You say it so much better than I do."
Ryou flushed when everyone turned to look at him but nodded. Clearing his throat, his eyes got a faraway look to them and his voice came out melodic.
"Two countries one good, one bad,
Each having what the other failed to have had.
Somewhat alike, but different just so
It is hard to believe they were of one so long ago.
One old king ruled, twin sons as heirs of the land,
Both thought ruling was grand.
Trina was one, Balorn the other.
Identical in looks, but yet opposite in personality to one another.
When the old King lay on his deathbed, he had a decision to make,
Which one would rule as king of Ka-take?
Knowing their similar ideas, he gave joint rule
Hoping that the land wouldn't turn cruel.
Balorn, once seated on his throne,
Thought of a plan that no one would be able to condone.
Here he had half of what should be belong to him, the older twin,
Obtaining the rest seemed only a minor sin.
When Trina found out about his brother's schemes,
He was furious that greed infested Balorn's dreams.
Being strong in magic, he chanted a verse
Bestowing upon his brother a serious curse.
The land split into Balorn and Trina. Balorn dead, Trina full of life.
The creatures in Balorn had to deal with strife.
This war, caused by the spell,
Before ended, will cause a bond to become potentially fell.1
As different as night and day,
The ends of the bond must find a way
To break this curse and bring about,
The peace that Ka-take that has for centuries been without."
Everyone sat stunned for a while after Ryou finished. "So," Malik spoke up, breaking the heavy silence, "this war has been going on for centuries?"
"Yes," Marik replied softly, "Hopefully the war and prophecy will be fulfilled soon."
"What do they mean by a curse? That's what I want to know," Yami wondered.
Bakura sighed. "The ancestors of the creatures I lead now were once creatures like yours. When the curse came to pass, the creatures changed into those forms that make up the Balornian army," he explained.
The table lapsed into silence again until the meal was over and everyone started going their separate ways. That night Bakura woke up in his guest room and didn't move. Someone was in his room watching him. "Who's there?" he demanded in a hiss, sitting slowly and drawing his dagger from under his pillow. Turning his head slightly, he could make out the shape of a person in the shadows of a corner.
"Relax, it's just me," came a soft voice as the figure moved into the moonlight, his hood casting a shadow over his eyes. Freezing when he heard Bakura growl a warning, the figure reached up and lowered his hood.
"What do you want, Yami?" Bakura asked then, relaxing and sheathing his dagger.
"I couldn't sleep, and besides, I wanted to talk," Yami answered, sitting on the bed, Bakura scooting over to make room.
"I'm listening."
"I want to know what's going to happen between us," Yami started, "I am tired of wondering if anything is going to be like it was when I was your slave…when we were happy together."
Bakura replied with a snort. "First, I'm laughing because it's been two years and you still haven't realized that I had truthfully never considered you my slave. Second, I have been wondering the same thing," he replied.
Yami was about to reply by saying that Bakura didn't answer him, when he found himself on his back, gazing into Bakura's russet colored eyes. "Bakura?" he asked.
Bakura just smirked and leaned down to whisper in Yami's ear. "Let's find out, shall we?" he murmured huskily.
Yami was so startled, he started struggling. Bakura rolled his eyes and clamping a hand on Yami's mouth to shut him up, and holding the smaller ruler still, got up and guided Yami to the door and opened it up. Going down the hallway, Bakura noticed that the palace was built like his castle. Easily finding Yami's chambers, Bakura smirked at the fact that Yami had left it open and steered Yami through and kicked the door shut and locked it when he felt confident that Yami wouldn't scream.
Yami strained against Bakura and was once again surprised when Bakura lifted him onto the bed and pinned him down again. "Ah, now that I know if any sounds are made, no one will hear, I remember where I was," Bakura purred before putting pressure on Yami's abdomen and rubbed their groins together. Yami gasped at the sensation, and when Bakura did it again, only harder, he let out a defeated moan. Once Bakura heard that moan, he set immediately to work ridding the one trapped beneath him of his clothes while still grinding their hips together.
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1Fell deadly… I needed a rhyme
Ria: What's going to happen next? I dunno…well, okay, I do…kinda. Remember, read and review please.