A/N: Merry Christmas ya'll! As your Christmas gift you get this delicious and angsty chapter! I do hope you enjoy!

Unreal Truths

Chapter 21: Consummation

Ryou's POV

I had to keep going. I had to continue running and not stop until I reached my destination. I just knew that if I didn't move fast enough that it would all be too late and I would forever regret not being able to make it in time.

Pushing my already weak and burning legs to move faster I heard the sounds of fighting and screaming up ahead. I was almost there. Just a little bit more.

Finally I burst through the exit of the tunnel I was running through and into the light, squinting against the brightness.

After allowing a few moments for my eyes to adjust, I looked towards the sounds of the fighting and my stomach dropped at what I saw.

Marik and Mariku were locked in a heated battle, knives and weapons forgotten as they just went at each other with bare hands and feral instinct.

"STOP IT!" I shouted and ran towards the fray, but was pulled off my feet as Bakura came up from somewhere to my side and held me back.

"Let me go Bakura! Damnit stop! Don't you see they are going to kill each other?"

Bakura only increased his grip on my arm and made a low sound in his throat, "Stop your struggling Landlord."

"NO! MARIKU!" I cried out as loudly as I could and flung myself forward, successfully pulling myself from Bakura's grasp, "MARIKU STOP IT PLEASE!"

Mariku looked in my direction, his eyes widening upon seeing me, "Ryou? What are you doing here?"

"Mariku you have to stop! Please both of you just stop! You're going to kill each other!" I ran over and took advantage of the small gap between Marik and his darker half and flung my arms around the Egyptian yami.

"Mariku please...Marik…please you guys…don't fight, we can work this out I promise! Just stop!" I nuzzled my face in the nook of Mariku's shoulder and nuzzled, "Please…"

"Ryou…" Marik's voice was harsh and rough and it sounded like he had been crying, "Ryou…move…please…I don't want to hurt you too."

I blinked and slowly lifted my head and turning so I could see Marik.

Fear clenched my gut as I saw the former tomb keeper holding a gun at eye level, pointing it directly at Mariku and me.

"Marik…put that down…"

He shook his head, shakily thrusting the gun at Mariku, "He has to die Ryou…it has to be done."

"No! You don't understand Marik! He's different now! He's changed and-"

"NO!"

I flinched, expecting Marik to accidently fire the gun in his distress, "You have no IDEA what you are talking about! You didn't even know him before he came back so you have NO room to talk! He killed my father and sent your body to the shadow realm! You of all people should learn to be wary of him!"

I felt Mariku wrap his arms around me and I leaned into his touch, feeling a tiny bit better but wouldn't be totally secure until we brought Marik down from his crazy outburst.

"Step back Ryou. I don't want to hurt you, but I will be forced to if you continued to protect that monster."

"You wouldn't shoot me Marik…" Sadly, I wasn't very confident of that statement though.

"I will if you are in league with him Ryou. He's dangerous. He will brainwash you and turn you against me."

"And he won't do the same to you?" I pointed to Bakura who evidently thought he could remain unnoticed in his little corner in the darkness.

Well he was wrong.

Marik narrowed his eyes and once again shook the gun at Mariku and me, "Don't drag Bakura into this!"

"You're dragging Mariku into it!" I didn't know why I was doing this…defending Mariku and leaning into his touch as if we were a couple, but something about it just felt right, like it had to be done.

Marik opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off, "You accuse me of not knowing Mariku? Well you don't know Bakura! He's an evil creep who made my life a living hell and-"

I stopped and slowly looked down at my chest where blood began to soak through my shirt.

I couldn't believe it. Marik shot me and I didn't even hear the gun fire.

I felt the pain blossom in my chest, a numbing kind of pain that didn't hurt but I knew it was there.

My knees wobbled and I clutched onto Mariku as they threatened to give out.

Mariku.

I looked up and saw the look of pure fright in the Egyptians eyes and I saw him look down at me, then at his own chest where the blood was flowing just as freely as mine.

It was just as I thought, Marik had taken us both down, the bullet going through me and hitting Mariku as well. Killing two birds with one stone I supposed.

Finally my knee's decided it was too much effort to hold my weight and they collapsed beneath me, sending my body tumbling to the ground.

Mariku followed soon after, falling right beside me, trying to break the fall with his arms, but they only served to give out as well.

I reached out to him, my hand shaking and gently touched his face.

We both flinched as a loud clatter resounded through the room when Marik dropped his gun, face full of shock at what he had done.

"Oh God…Ryou…"

But I was paying no mind to him. Instead I was looking into Mariku's face, eyes full of tears.

How the fuck did this happen?

I swallowed back the blood in my throat and mouth and pushed myself into Mariku's arms.

Marik's opinion be damned, I was going to spend my last moments in the arms of the only person who showed me any sort of affection in the past few months.

"Mariku…I…I have…" I struggled to form the words, my mind no longer able to form coherent words.

He smiled, as if knowing what I was trying to say and he nuzzled my hand with his cheek, "Fluffy."

"Mariku….I…" I sighed and finally spoke the words I had been dying to say for a long time. Ever since that moment we shared the day Marik came home, laying on the couch in each other's arms and just talking about the oddest things, the urge to say them had been there, but I didn't have the feelings to back them up.

But now I did.

"Mariku….I think I love you." I began sobbing, disappointed that this is where it both began and ended, "You're the one…"

"Fluffy…What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

I blinked and looked at Mariku in confusion as I felt an odd tugging sensation at the back of my mind.

"Fluffy wake up!"

Suddenly I was thrust into awareness by Mariku who was shaking me rather violently with a concerned look on his face, "Why are you crying? Wake up!"

"I…I'm up." I swatted at Mariku and tried to wiggle out of his grasp. Anything to get him to stop shaking me.

"Fluffy you're crying…Why are you crying?" He had his head tilted to the side in confusion, a look of worry on his face.

It was then I felt the wet trails down the sides of my cheeks and noticed how badly I was shaking.

"Fluffy?"

"I'm…I'm fine Mariku." I ran my fingers through my hair and sat up in the sleeping bag on the floor that had been designated as my bed ever since Bakura and Mariku arrived.

"You were saying my name."

I took in a shaky breath as the entire dream played back in my mind going high speed.

Oh god…what had I said out loud and how much of it had Mariku heard?

"W…what…did I say anything else?" I looked up at him, trying to hide the flush of embarrassment on my cheeks.

A slow smile crept onto his face and he gave me a toothy grin.

Oh god.

"You said I was the one."

"N…no…you…you must have misheard."

"Oh no." He shook his head knowingly, "I heard you perfectly fine Fluffy, and I have very good hearing. You said, 'I love you Mariku' and 'you're the one'."

Well it was true that I said that in the dream but…did I mean it?

The dream was so real and I said the things I did because I really thought I was dying.

But, did that mean I really meant them?

I pondered that over while Mariku stared at me with an unnerving gaze, waiting for me to say something.

"W…well…I…" I hugged myself and swallowed hard. So many confusing emotions going through my mind and I was getting so overwhelmed and I couldn't stop it!

I was crying hysterically before I even realized it.

"…Fluffy you're crying again."

For some reason that made me sob harder, everything bad that had happened to me in these past few months came crashing down around me and I lost control of my emotions.

Strong arms wrapped around me as Mariku came down from his perch on my bed and took me into his lap, folding me neatly into his embrace, "Did you mean it?"

I didn't want to answer, I was confused and in a fog and I was afraid that what I was feeling now was just the result of this semi-emotional breakdown I was experiencing.

But right now, I didn't care. I just wanted comfort and Mariku was providing that for me.

"Yes Mariku. Every word."

He looked deep into my eyes, violet gaze hanging on my every word and I saw hope deep within those amethyst orbs.

Our staring contest didn't last long as Mariku leaned in and met my mouth with his, the kiss everything I needed in that very moment.

We battled it out for dominance, one tongue clashing against the other, fighting for the ultimate control.

Finally, and surprising, I won the fight and I pushed my tongue into Mariku mouth, basking in the feel of his mouth against it.

Gasping, we both came up for air and Mariku looked at me with a lusty gaze.

It was then I knew that things were going to get heated, and I didn't mind that thought in the slightest.

Mariku sprang up from my makeshift bed and onto the real one, pulling his shirt off in one swift move and kicking off his boxers. I followed closely behind, fumbling with the buttons on my night shirt.

The Egyptian yami watched me with a patient gaze, already completely undressed since he only slept in an old T-shirt and boxers.

Finally I got my shirt unbuttoned and I tossed it to the side, quickly stepping out of my pants, leaving only my underwear remaining.

Mariku smiled and patted a place right beside him and I laid down.

"Top or bottom?"

Man we were jumping right into things weren't we?

Not that I minded in the slightest however.

"Bottom, I will let the more experienced man take control." I smiled and Mariku laughed, giving me a quick kiss on the lips before pulling down my boxers, leaving me completely exposed.

I felt my face flush bright red as Mariku's eyes wandered my body, drinking up every inch.

"Your body is as delicious as I always imagined it would be Ryou Bakura."

I gave out a shudder as he let his hand run from my chest down to my toes, "Ah Fluffy…I have been waiting for this day for a very long time and I cannot wait to have you squirming underneath me and screaming my name in pure ecstasy."

If he kept talking like that then I think I might just overheat from all the blood rushing to my cheeks.

"Where is your lube?"

"Lube?" I cocked my head to the side and Mariku gave me an exasperated look.

"Yes lube, you know, the stuff you use to-"

"I know what lube is!" Feeling embarrassed by the situation let alone our conversation.

"Then where is it?"

"I don't have any." I looked up at him and gave a light shrug of my shoulders.

"Well why not?"

"Marik and I never really had any need for lube Mariku."

Mariku gave a frustrated moan and sighed heavily, "I really don't want to have sex with you without it. I don't want to hurt you."

I blinked, shocked by the amount of concern Mariku was showing, "Well…I will be okay."

"Not if you're a virgin, which you told me you were. I don't want you in pain."

"Mariku. Listen to me. I am finally ready to have sex with you and you're worried about lube? Damnit, if you don't fuck me pretty soon then I am going to get cold feet and then-"

I was cut off as I let out a squeal as Mariku grabbed my hips and centered me on the bed, spreading my legs wide with his elbows, "Well if you insist!"

I bit back a yelp as Mariku squirmed one of his fingers inside me, slowly pushing it in all the way and massaging my insides, trying to loosen me up.

"You doing okay Fluffy?"

I gave a terse nod and gripped the sheets tightly in my fists as he pushed in a second finger.

"Ow fuck that hurts."

"I told you." He gave me a 'duh I told you that look' and began moving his fingers in a scissoring motion, "Just try to relax, it will make things so much easier on us both."

"I'm trying." I let out a pained groan but tried to do as he said which was much easier in theory than in practice.

Mariku continued until he was satisfied that I was ready enough and he pulled his fingers out, "Feeling okay Ryou?"

I took a few seconds to catch my breath before nodding slowly, "Y…yeah I am ready."

Mariku nodded and began stroking himself while I leaned my head back and stared at the ceiling.

I couldn't believe this was actually happening. Mariku and I were going to have real, honest to goodness sex and I was purely ecstatic about that fact.

"Okay Ryou…just relax."

Of course him telling me that only made me tense up more.

That was definitely a bad, bad idea.

I bit back an immense scream of pain as Mariku positioned my hips and slid in without any hesitation.

Gripped the sheets as hard as I could, I tilted my head back and gasped, trying to get as much air as possible without screaming because I knew that if I let out any sort of sound of pain, Mariku would stop, and I didn't want that.

Mariku took his time, going slowly until he was completely inside, then pausing to let me adjust.

I never would have expected this sort of thing from him, considering how crazy and energetic he was all the time.

Giving it a minute, the pain lessened enough to where I thought I could handle it and I nodded to Mariku for him to continue.

Mariku's POV

I saw Ryou's nod but I still waited for a few more seconds before trying to continue.

I was feeling very ecstatic in this moment. Not only had Ryou called me 'the one' but he and I were now having absolutely delicious sex right after he said it.

Things were different since the first time he told me about saving himself for the one. These odd feelings I had for him only served to increase and I didn't know what to do with them.

Every time I was around Ryou, my chest would tighten and I would feel a fluttering feeling in my heart that was odd but pleasant at the same time.

It wasn't long before I realized this is what Ryou was talking about. Feeling more than just lust for someone and actually wanting to be with them because they are something special to you.

I hated to admit it with every fiber of my being, but I think I was in love with this kid.

I looked down at Ryou and frowned when I saw his face screwed up in pain. It hurt me to know he was in such pain when I was feeling so much pleasure.

Since when did that happen?

I sighed and began to pull completely out and was shocked when Ryou wrapped his legs around my waist, successfully stopping me from going further.

I looked down at him with a questioning look on my face and saw nothing but pure determination in those brown orbs.

"That dream made me realize something important Mariku." He took in a deep breath and touched my face gently with his one hand.

"It showed me how much I really do care about you. I may have been distracted by everything going on around me, but I realize now how much I really do care about you and…as crazy as it seems I think I may actually love you. My subconscious seems to think so anyways."

I blinked, hardly believing what I was hearing.

Ryou really did love me. He meant every word. Of course, with his morals, we wouldn't be in this position if he wouldn't, but it felt extremely satisfying to hear it out loud.

"Not to mention I have twenty years of built up sexual frustration that really, really needs to be let out."

He gave a perverse grin, which looked odd on his face but made me laugh nonetheless.

"Okay Ryou, but if it becomes too much let me know."

He nodded and let his hands and legs relax and I resituated myself so that we were both a bit more comfortable.

Slowly I began to move, staying very aware of Ryou's facial expressions so that I didn't hurt him too bad.

Once I got a set pace I began to experiment, looking for that perfect spot to make Ryou scream with pleasure.

It didn't take me long.

The next thrust earned me a startled cry of ecstasy from Ryou and he squirmed beneath me, "Ohhhh Marikuuuu God!"

Now that's exactly what I wanted to hear.

Continuing on, I aimed to hit that sweet spot and succeeded as Ryou squirmed in pure pleasure beneath me.

He looked up at me, eyes clouded over with desire, lust, and underneath all of that was love.

I smiled and reached up to begin stroking him in time with my thrusting, successfully sending the young Brit over the edge.

"Oh Mariku! Gah!" He tried to say more, but all coherent thought seemed to have been wiped from his mind.

Just the way I liked it.

A few more minutes of skillful thrusting and stroking I got what I wanted, both my and Ryou's climaxes.

I pulled out and flopped beside Ryou on his bed, both of us panting heavily and trying to catch our breath.

I turned my head to look at him and he gave me a sparkling smile.

"M…Mariku…that….was pretty good."

I could tell he was still beginning to feel the pain again, the sensory overload from climax working both ways.

"You doing alright?" I rolled onto my side and wrapped my arms around him and he snuggled into my embrace, nodding.

I smiled to myself and rested my head on his, basking in the afterglow of great sex and amazing new feelings.

For once in my life I was happy, and it was genuine, not that crazy emotion I called happiness back when I was first born. This was different, this was special.

Letting out a satisfied sigh I pulled Ryou closer and we fell asleep like that, curled up in each other's arms.

Satisfied? I do hope so! This was one fun chapter to write. Mariku and Ryou really keep their sections moving right along for me. Wish Marik and Bakura would be that cooperative. Oh well! How about a look at next chapter hm?

"Calling on my shared knowledge of motorcycles from Omote I quickly identified the break line and ripped it from the engine compartment."

Sadly you can't expect updates to continue to be this frequent since I am on sort of a writer's block. I am still writing but it's very slow going. Please know I will not give up on this story and it will be finished, it just may be longer than expected. Thank you and keep those reviews coming!

All right! Until next time!