Vampires Will Never Hurt You Chapter 17: Vengeance, a yu-gi-oh fanfic

(Play opening theme song: 'Vampires Will Never Hurt You' by My Chemical Romance)

Yuugi smirked.

"I dunno. It's just something I've always been able to do." Yami blushed and laughed softly.

"No, you can't."
"Yes, I can." Yuugi insisted to Yami's disbelieving grin. "I can tell you what color and what kind." Yami looked at Yuugi again who smirked and he turned even redder, closing his eyes.
"Alright then..." He chuckled. "What am I wearing now?" Yuugi then sported a small half-smile as he ran his eyes over Yami's delectably dressed body (As Yuugi put it).
"Jockey's." He said, never loosing his cool. "Navy blue." Yami couldn't believe they were having this discussion. He wasn't quite sure where it came from either.

"Was I right?" Yuugi asked.
"I don't know." Yami replied. Honestly, he didn't. "I was spun around in that dressing room so many times, I didn't know right side up from upside down. They changed my underwear five times in there, so I don't even know." Yuugi wiggled his eyebrows.
"Well, then maybe you can go look and then you can get back to me." He said with a sexy look. Yami laughed again and the boys smile turned less towards the erotic and more towards the platonic.
"How'd we start talking about this anyway?"
"You made a remark about how badly you wanted to jump my bones in my oh-so-tight-and-sexy thong that you dreamt about last night." Yuugi said jokingly. Yami laughed again, just from the WAY Yuugi said it.
"You goof." The vampire rolled his eyes.

"It was worth a try."
"What was?" The student asked, looking at Yuugi with a chuckle and a grin.
"Seeing you get hot and bothered from the thought of me in an oh-so-tight-and-sexy thong."

Yami's grin fell. His brain froze as he then began to imagine just that.

Yuugi in said article of clothing, arched against the wall, running a hand over his chest. A little 'Oh' formed the boys mouth as the hand wandered over the hardness wrapped in the red lacey...

"Knew it." Yuugi purred at Yami as the boy squirmed a bit. The vampire gave a sly look and ran a finger over Yami's cheek. "Don't think too hard on it love...it will loose its arousal if you do."
The musician bit his lip as Yuugi took his finger back teasingly. Yami tried to tuck away the mini wet dream for later, tried to forget the thoughts of that pleasured face and long slender legs and hard bulging sac and...

The scarred chest...

"Yuugi?" Yami asked, all traces of arousal leaving as he remembered that.

"Who…did this?" The vampire turned his head.
"People….BAD people…" The musician's heart fell at the sight of it.

"Hmm?" The vampire questioned, taking a bite of his food.

"About...the scar..."

Yuugi froze.

"Why?" There was a long silence.
"I don't know."

"Can we not...talk about that?" The vamp asked softly, turning his eyes down.
"But...Yuugi..." Yami said quietly. Miserable violet eyes turned to him, staring him down. The musician sighed. "I just...want to know...to make it go away."
"No, you don't." Yuugi said softly.
"Yes, I do." Yami said, looking at Yuugi with compassion.
"Yami...I can't..." He whispered. "I don't want to think about those people...They tormented me every day my entire life...I used to be angry at them but now I just can't...I'm not angry AT them anymore...I'm angry at myself for what I did back."
"Yuugi-"
"Let me finish." The vampire insisted. "I did unspeakable things in my need for vengeance...now I just want to let it go." He sighed. "I can't seem to do that though...That woman you...heard...when we met...she was the last one." Yami stared at his sex crush and sighed.

The waitress came back and placed a basket of bread down on the table, their orders and a glass of wine next to Yuugi's.

"Relax. It's just for me." He said at Yami's look. He grinned, holding the glass to his lips and taking a sip. He looked at Yami again and held the cup towards him. "Unless you'd care for a taste?" The male was curious, yes, but underage.

"I'm eighteen."
"You look older; you can get away with it. Plus, you don't need to drink a whole glass." Yuugi said. "It's not illegal to just have ONE sip, is it?" The words made sense. Yami stared down the glass, then at Yuugi and once he did the latter, couldn't refuse.

"Just a sip." Yuugi soothed, his voice taking a calm syrupy tone. "It wouldn't hurt. It wouldn't even make a DENT in your conscious mind." The words caressed and stroked whatever controlled his brains ability to keep him awake. He could fall asleep to Yuugi when he talked like that.

He'd probably end up naked and sore with a limp once he woke up, but he could.

"Just...ONE...sip." The musician whispered dreamily, letting the boy inch himself into his lap, holding the glass. Yuugi lifted one of Yami's tanned hands to cover his own and raised the glass to the students' lips.

"Just a small sip. Don't swallow right away." Yuugi added. Yami took a sip after he heard those words. Despite the bitter taste, he did as told. "Part of wine is to savor it and truly TASTE it." The boy continued. "Swish it around a bit; absorb the flavor on your pallet." As Yami did so, he found himself adapting quite well to the flavor. It was bitter at first but after tasting it and letting it stay, he liked it. Although if it were sweeter, it would be nice.

"Swallow." Yuugi commanded. Yami did. "Like it?"

"Actually, yes." He said. He never had a taste for alcohol so he didn't expect to like wine.

"I think you'd like red wine better. It's sweeter." Yami blinked. Yuugi sighed. "No, I'm not ordering you a glass. THAT would be considered illegal."

"But...I thought you LOVED me." Yami asked jokingly, playing his trump card. Yuugi grinned and nibbled on the end of Yami's ear. He gasped, not expecting that.

"Oh, I do, in fact, I love you so much, I'd save you the embarrassment of walking out of here tipsy with me fucking you up the ass as we get thrown out by the waiters and waitresses."
"That's a cop-out. Very visual, aren't you?"
"I do so try." He whispered, licking the rim of Yami's ear. The student shivered.
"Your food's getting cold." He said, trying to re-target the boy on his food. However, at the same time, he didn't want the skillful touches to stop.

He was a slut for it like that.

But strangely...he was only a slut for it when it was Yuugi.
"You never get cold." He whispered huskily.

Sadie took careful aim as she stabbed the vampire girl in the shoulder.
"Damnit, Sadie! Enough fooling around!" A red-headed boy said, green eyes narrowed at her. Sadie glanced at Tyson McKinley and by doing so, was knocked off the girls shoulder by another. A black boot crushed her rather-flat-for-an-adult-woman chest and she looked into blue eyes.
"Keep off, Slayer." The vampire snarled, fangs bearing at her threateningly. She growled, aiming her crossbow at the vampire.
"Fuck off, Blood-Sucker! She snarled, kicking him off. The vamp did a tumble and stopped himself with a foot and a knee.

"We sure could use Yuugi right now." Jasmine said, fighting off Tyson.

"Well, he's too busy trying to score to help out his best friends, who'd a thunkit." Seto scoffed, dodging a boot from Sadie.
"Damnit! Either fight me or hold still and let me kick the crap out of you!"
"I'll go with the FIRST ONE!" He snarled, punching her in the gut.
"You have no remorse towards hitting women, do you?" Jasmine asked, having Tyson in a headlock.
"Not when Yuugi's not around." He said. "Little ass whines and complains...but not now!" He said this with a grin, taking aim and launching a punch which Sadie dodged. "Damnit!" he twisted his head, seeing Bakura and Ryou. "How you guys doing?"
"We're fine!" Bakura said, fighting off Astrid as she took aim as well.

"Hold still!'"
"No thank you."
"ASTRID!" A male voice screamed. The girl turned her head and sighed. "He's mine." The girl moved to another, to Jasmine and helped Tyson. Bakura growled.

"Malik...just go away already." Malik said nothing but stared him down.
"Who's that girl?" he asked, gesturing his head Ryou's way.

"No one. Just caught in the line of fire, leave her alone." Bakura said. "I was going to eat her for lunch anyway."

Silence.

"...It's 9:00 at night."
"Breakfast then. Your night is my day."
"Shut up." Ryou scoffed, positioning himself in front of Bakura.
"Ryou!" Malik's eyes widened in realization.
"You..."
"I'M Ryou. I'm a man and I'm HIS," A thumb jerked behind him. "Lover."

Another silence. Whereas the other was awkward this one was still, tense...

Malik had never really frightened Bakura until now. Until those violet eyes took in a dark shade of resent, jealousy and misery.
"You..."

Jealousy and hatred invaded, kicking misery out of its path.
"NO!" He screamed, raising his gun. "NO! NO! NO!!"
--BANG--

--BANG--

Three shots, all of them faulty and unaimed, flew past the two and into the walls. Ryou growled, charging forward and knocking Malik to the ground.
"RYOU!" Bakura called but the gun was instead thrown at is head by said cross-dressing, lovable prick.
"You stay off of him." Ryou growled.
"You stay out of this." Malik snarled back.
"Malik. I've heard plenty about you...But it's time to give up. There's someone-"
"NO!" Malik cried, tears running down his cheeks as he flipped the boy over and swung his fist, hitting him in the eye. "I WON'T BELIEVE IT! I REFUSE TO BELIEVE IT! ABSOLUTELY REFUSE!" Malik raised his fist again, ready for another hit when a loud --BANG-- shook the room, piercing through the metallic-blondes' shoulder.

Marik was the first to turn at the scream.

The first to drop the vampire in his hand (It was Vladimir who was currently incapacitated but still free game according to Marik).

The first to tackle Bakura to the ground, knock the gun away and crush it.
And the first one to the fallen bleeding body of his partner.

"Is there anything good on the dessert list...that's actually ON the dessert list?" Yami added after seeing the hungry look in the boys' eyes. He'd been lucky to pry the boy off of him before the waitress came again but he didn't know if he'd be so lucky the second time.

"Mm...you look better than most of the stuff on here."
"I'm so relieved." He dripped.
"But I DO like the look of the gelato." Yuugi grinned. "I've always been a fan of chocolate...another reason I like you so much."
"Funny." He moaned, checking out the creamy dish of delight as well (Digi12: Ilikeicecream OvO Twitchspaz). "Aw hell, I'll get that chocolate mousse cheese cake." He sighed and quickly checked the waistline of his pants. Snug. Shit, he'd be working this one off.

"Need help?" Yuugi asked, seeing him look at his pants.

"I'm good." He backed off, trying to keep his hormones at bay.

Tick.

"So, why this restaurant?" he asked, trying to make conversation involving something other than screwing each other senseless.

THAT seemed to be Yuugi's favored topic of discussion.

"Mm, I dunno. Saw it and just wanted to come here." He said. "Kind of like you."
"Huh?" Yami looked up from the menu.

"I saw you and knew I had to have you." The little vampire grinned, eyes locked on Yami himself. "I knew you had to be mine and I knew if I didn't introduce myself then and there, I wouldn't see you again. Sort of like how when I saw this place, I knew I had to try it soon or I'd never think twice of it. But for both..." He smiled, fingering the dessert menu. Yami's eyes were glued. "I knew right after a taste...I'd definitely need to come more often...and coming and coming and coming..." he chuckled as the waitress arrived and listed his own order. Yami snapped from his trance long enough to list his own and hand off the menu.

"You are the most perverted thing I've ever met." Yami bemoaned.

"That's why you love me." Yuugi grinned.

...

A sudden beeping sound broke the conversation as Yuugi pulled something from his pants pocket.

"My beeper." He clarified, taking it and looking at the screen.
"Who is it?"
"Just Kaiba." Yuugi shrugged, turning off the beeper and putting it in his pocket. "Probably pissing around ready to complain about the boys fucking in your house again."

Yami shivered.

"FOR GODS SAKE, PICK UP, YOU GODDAMN SUNNUVABITCH!" Seto growled at the devise before chucking it across the warehouse. "THIS IS USELESS!"

"Listen, the cause of threat is gone." Jasmine said, kneeling by her tied-and-bound-and-gagged brother.

"But Ryou-" Bakura started, looking at his lover who was resting against the wall, bruised.
"Ryou took a few punches. Compared to that bullet would Malik'll be nursing, you should be thankful." The female vamp told him. Bakura leaned against the wall in a huff and slid down next to Ryou, resting the boys head on his shoulder.
"AAAUUUGH!" Seto yelled when the leader didn't pick up his cell phone. "I'D TELL THAT LITTLE PUNK TO SCREW OFF IF THAT WASN'T WAS HE'S TRYIN' TO DO RIGHT NOW!"

"Relax, no one walks through here normally. It's part of why Vlad and I saw shelter here." Jasmine explained.
"Speaking of, Jas, What happened?" Seto asked, pocketing the cell phone and giving up on his leader.

"Well, our leader told us we'd be needed." She explained. "He saw Vladimir's condition and he said that Yuugi had a Directory and that before Vladimir and I could help him, my brother needed treatment first."

"Directory?" Seto blinked. "...Oh! You mean that Magical Equipment catalogue thing that witches have?"
"It's called a Directory." The girl explained, flipping back her long black hair. "It has more than Equipment, you know."

"...No, I actually didn't know." Seto said slowly, putting pieces together in his mind.

Sudden knowledge of magical aphrodisiacs...

The various 'escapes' to Cancun over the past few years...

The male European hookers who barely spoke English and yet just so happened to be in Japan...

"That little twerp's been holding out on us." He scoffed, folding his arms in frustration.
"We'll kill him later." Bakura scoffed. "In the meantime, Ryou needs help."

"Right, right." Seto sighed, unfolding his wings. "I'll go home and get a first aid kit then. See what we can do until Yuugi picks up."

"We'll need a vial of blood for Vladimir too." Jasmine said.

"Right, right. I'll get some." Seto brushed it off, taking flight out through the doors of the warehouse. Bakura toyed with Ryou's hair-

"HOLY SHIT!" The CEO's familiar voice screeched as well as two others. There was a prominent THUD outside followed by distinct yelling and then another THUD.

...

"What just..." Bakura's eyes squinted as he saw Seto rush back inside, two bodies under his arms.

"They followed us!" He sighed in exasperation, putting Jou and Honda on the floor. "They FOLLOWED us!" he groaned before taking off again.

The two vampires stared at the two humans on the floor.

"And they're off limits?" jasmine asked, licking her lips. Bakura swallowed his own thirst as well.

"Unfortunately."
"Damn."

"I don't see why we had to pull out for a stupid bullet wound." Sadie scoffed, tossing her head. Frances growled at the girl but Astrid stood between then, Sadie leaning on the wall and Frances sitting on the floor.

"I could go for her legs right now..." Frances muttered to herself, thinking of the many ways to take down the hunter.

"If I could get around the blonde chick, I'd be JUUUUST able to get to her hair..." Sadie grumbled, eyeing Frances venomously.

"Both of you, knock it off." The Swede snarled. "We pulled out ALSO because Marik stopped fighting to care for Malik and Tyson injured his ankle. That left only three of us."
"I could've taken them!" Sadie said, boxing the air. "I've taken out at least five on my own."
"We're a TEAM Sadie. That means we work together whether we like it or not." Frances. "Any thoughts of murdering your co-hunter or otherwise are prohibited by The Powers That Be."
"Whatever." The biker-like chick snorted.

"Imagine..." Astrid said, ignoring the now. "Poor Marik must be pacing a hole in the floor."
"Poor Marik? Poor Malik! He's the one who got shot." Frances said sadly.
"Well, either way, he must be worried sick." The blonde sighed as they waited by the Medic Center door.

Marik gripped Malik's hand tightly. Vitals were good; the wound wasn't TOO bad for a bullet shot...

But he still felt as though he'd failed his...partner.

"This shouldn't have happened." Marik sighed.

"Why not?" A voice said from behind him. The hunter tensed up and turned a bit, biting his lip.

"Elder-"
"There's no need for formalities now." The Elder chuckled. "I just came to check on your friend."
"He's lucky. It was a clean shot but it was easy to tend to, they said. It'll heal nicely."
"That's good." The Elder sat down, as the other watched his colleague. "You truly care for him, don't you?"
"What?" Marik jumped, startled at the remark. "Well, I...y-you see...he's...like a brother to me..."
"Mm, yes." The other nodded, leaving it at that. "You look like brothers, you know."
"Coincidence." Marik told him. "I traced back as far as I could find. We're not related."

"I see."

There was a silence.

"...I could have stopped this." Marik sighed to himself. "I KNOW I could've done something..."
"You could have done something form him as you could have done something for your siblings." The Elder told him.
Marik tensed again.
"Sir..." He bit his lip, worrying it between his teeth.
"I know the wounds are fresh." The Elder said softly. "But understand, it is the same thing. Both situations, given you'd flung yourself to save them, would have cost you your life...and then THEY would be in your place."
"At least they'd be alive." Marik mumbled.

"Malik will not die, that is assured." The man told him. "But how would your sister and brother have felt if you'd died in their place?"
Another silence.

"I suppose you're right, Sir..." Marik said quietly, eyes on Malik. "But I still..." The other nodded.

"You still feel useless." He said. The Elder stood, walking to the man and placing a pale hand on his shoulder. Marik looked up to the mans discolored eyes. "That's good." He laughed. "It means you haven't abandoned yourself in your fight."

"Sir..." The vampire slayer trailed off as The Elder tucked back a piece of his long blue hair.

"Once you've abandoned your emotion to fight, you've already lost the war." He said, blue and green eyes on the younger. "Keep that in mind, young one."
"...Thank you, Elder Dartz." Marik bowed his head in respect. "I have no clue what The Guild of Hunters would do without you."

Dartz smiled.

(Play ending theme song: House of Wolves by My Chemical Romance)

Digi12: --Twiddled thumbs--

Dark Mousy: --grins--

Digi12:...--points to Dark Mousy-- THAT'S why I haven't updated.

Dark: --shrug--

Digi12: I was GOING to finish the chapter in June but... --drools a bit-- I got distracted. --Shakes self out of Dark-induced state-- A-Also! I have lost computer privileges as of now so...I'm not sure when they'll be back.

Dark: --toys with hair-- But she'll be sure to tell you.

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