Author's Notes:
It's a day late, but you guys aren't mad right? It's not like you guys even read this. So, why do I still but it here? It is for those people who care enough to read this!
Aftermath
Malik's P.O.V
The morning sun streams in through the curtains hitting me square in the face and disrupting my peaceful sleep. I sigh, realizing that I will have to wake up soon. I turn on my other side so that I am facing away from the window, and my arm ends up on something...more so someone. I open an eye and I and see Ryou laying there. He is still trembling, and I can't help but feel bad for him. That was his entire family that died, and well, Ryou has always been all about family.
I wrap my arms loosely around Ryou's body, and he huddles in closer to me. I smile a bit and move forward so that we are now sleeping right next to each other. That's when Ryou shifts so that he is facing me; however, his eyes are still closed in a fake attempt to stay asleep. I feel the heat radiating off his body, and I pull the boy close. His breathing extremely uneven, as though he was now trying to regain the breath knocked out of him from crying.
"Ryou, I know you're awake. You know it's always better to let your emotions out instead of bottling them up inside of you. I mean, this is the first good night's sleep I've had in a while." I inform, then realize how inappropriate that sounds.
"I mean because my dad was killed. It's just the first time I wasn't kept up all night being abused-" "I know." Ryou cuts me off as he wraps his arms around my neck. I blush, but then wrap my arms around his waist, pulling the boy closer. This time we both blush, and then I do something I've wanted to do ever since we were young. I lean in and kiss Ryou full on the lips. At first, he is unresponsive, probably trying to register what's going on, but then I feel him kissing back. However, after a quick moment he pulls back with even more tears in his eyes.
"Ryou...I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to be like that. It's just, I don't know. I always looked at you like something between a little brother and a boyfriend." I explain, and I feel slightly bad when he looks at me. We have boyfriends…no, I have a boyfriend; I have just cheated on him with my best friend.
"Don't worry; I kinda look at you in the same way." Ryou replies shyly as he presses his body against mine, not in a way in which erotic, but in a way in which I know he needs someone there for him to comfort him, however, he's still somewhat shorter than me, so I end up resting my head atop of his.
I feel warm tears running down the crook of my neck, and I start rubbing the boy's back, right in between his wings.
"Ryou, it's okay, they're in a better place now." I say, trying to comfort my friend, however, it is unknown what happens when an angel or demon dies, because we have an infinite life span, it's just so rare. I feel Ryou's head tilt upwards and I look down at him.
"It's not that. It's just that the kiss...well, it kinda reminded me of how much I miss Bakura." Ryou explains and I watch as more tears fall out of his eyes.
"I lost the most important people in my life in a couple of months. I just feel like rubbish." Ryou cries, his voice sounding so broken. I sigh as Ryou gets up and gives me a weak smile.
"Well come on lil bro, we have, well you have work to do, looks like someone is stepping up to the throne early." I say, trying to lighten the mood. Ryou smiles at me, this smile looking somewhat closer to his real one. I smile too, because knowing that Ryou's happy, makes me happy.
Akefia's P.O.V
Damn it, my back hurts like hell. I mean what the hell am I even sleeping on? I'm the prince's uncle, shouldn't this be soft. Well there is this fluffy thing right under my chin. However, I don't think it's a pillow, so that's not of too much help.
"What the hell are you doing to my hair?" The prince whines, as a low grunt escapes my lips. I move closer to the teenager, nuzzling my head into his hair.
"Stop it!" Bakura whines from beneath me, but I continue anyway.
"Your hair is way too fluffy." I murmur into his head, only to be elbowed roughly in the gut. I sigh, getting up, and realizing that we are on the ground near the edge of the forest.
Bakura finally opens his eyes and looks around, he then turns to me and glowers. "We are never, EVER talking about this again." He hisses and that's when I realize the awkward position we fell asleep in. We had looked more like a couple than an uncle and his nephew in that position, but hey, on the bright side, I got a comfy pillow.
"Agreed." I reply, making my way over to the remnants of our castle. The only remnants being the charred pieces of woods and a huge pile of ashes.
I make my way to another pile and I see the slops of skin, the dark leathery feathers, and all the remains of our family. I sigh as I look at the large pieces of skin just clumped together, in a grotesque ball like form. The ball was all different colors, some pale, some tanned, some pieces fell in the middle of those two colors. Then there were the black charred pieces, the pieces that had been attacked by the holy water. Who does such a thing as to kill demons with holy water, it was almost as bad as killing angels in fire. I force a smirk when Bakura makes his way over to me and looks over the ruins. "Do you think your boyfriend would like these?" I tease. Bakura growls softly, and I see that I have hit a nerve, interesting. He is definitely going weak.
"Look, we can go visit your boyfriend soon, we need to have a chat about what the attack was and who did it anyway." I explain, smirking as Bakura's cheeks heat up a bit, this bothers me. This teen has changed him and it makes me wonder exactly what is wrong with the demon race. Why are we capable of feeling so human?
"C'mon, we should get going." I whisper, opening the Shadow Realm. Bakura sighs before following me through.
Once we step out on the other side, I am met with the ruins of the angel castle. I walk around inspecting it a bit before I notice my nephew is missing. I look around and see him holding Ryou in a tight hug, the smaller boy crying into his shoulder. I sigh, but smile a bit, I feel bad for them, though it's not like I'll ever admit it. Wow, those two are narcissistic; I mean they look like they could be brothers. Does this not bother anyone? And then there is the fact that this is going on right by the ruins of the castle, damn, angels are lenient, no one should be able to get away with this. This is equal to treason right here.
Bakura's P.O.V
"Ryou, I'm so-so... Yeah, the likeliness that I'll ever admit it is low. I just f*cked up. I have an image to keep up, just like how no one knows about your interests. I didn't want my friends to learn I was going soft-" of course, I am rudely cut off by lips being roughly shoved onto mine. Ryou gives me a small smile before kissing me again, this kiss much softer than the other.
"Bakura I missed you so much! I should've believed you, you were still under the syrup, and you don't seem to have that strong of a resistance to it. –that shot my pride– Anyways...I have one last bit of bad news. My dad's alive, and he's pissed. He's probably going to blame you and declare war on you." Ryou says softly, and I simply nod at him, prepared for whatever he has to throw at us. God, I'm beginning to sound sappy.
I then take notice to a small book in Ryou's hand covered in ashes. I gently try and tug the book from his grasp, but his grasp on said book is much tighter than what I had expected it to be. "Ryou, lemme see the book. I already know you dabble in illegal magic." I say, whispering the last part in his ear. The boy shivers, but I then feel him slip the book into my hands and look up at me with big doe eyes, smart boy, play that I'm too innocent for this book face and he'll never get caught. I plant a small kiss on his cheeks as I take a step back as I look over the book cover. It's written in Latin and...Ancient Egyptian.
"Magic of all light and dark, I've heard of this book. It's dangerous in the wrong hands." I explain, and Ryou looks downcast. I smirk. "That's probably why it's best that you have it." I say, kissing the boy's cheek. Though I still wonder why he has it.
Ryou reaches up to grab the book, but let's face it; it's a book of illegal magic, even for demons; who wouldn't want just a peak at it? I smirk, holding the book out of Ryou's reach. The boy pouts and jumps up to try and reach it and I sigh, since of course I'm only a couple inches taller than Ryou he would be easily able to reach. That's the reason I fly up and continue holding the book out of his reach, not caring how many people can see me. I open the book and start flipping through the pages, using quick rough translations to find what these spells are. Hmmm, there seems to be a lot of them in here having to do with manipulating immortals life and death patterns, interesting, these types of things take some serious magic.
Ryou, however, doesn't fly up next to me, and when I look down at the boy I see him staring at his wings. His father...crap, did he hurt the boy bad enough that he can no longer fly. I sigh, landing right before the prince, only to notice all the guards rushing towards us. I sigh, handing the book back to Ryou and giving him a peck I the cheek.
Before I can leave however, Ryou grabs my arm and looks me dead in the eye. "Remember what I told you." Ryou says, looking extremely serious, more serious than what would normally be seen on his face. I nod, taking note to Ryou's warning before quickly escaping into the Shadow Realm.
Once inside I turn around and see Akefia smirking at me. I sigh, rolling my eyes before I start walking around a bit, pacing back and forth, trying to comprehend what Ryou wants me to do. Of course, there is the obvious prepare for war. But, Ryou's the angel prince, and, well his friends are dating my friends, so it would be wrong to just blow up the entire side of the realm. So, does that mean he wants me to kill his father? No, Ryou said he would never wish death upon anyone, so what does that message mean?
Ryou's P.O.V
The guards were coming fast, however, by then it was too late, and Bakura was already gone. A small sigh of relief escapes my lips as they realize that they are too late. However, that's when they turn to me, and I have to use my wings to cover myself from the impending guilt trip. They had seen me hug and kiss, and converse with a demon as though it were nothing. On top of that, it was a male demon and the Prince of that sector of demons. This really isn't looking good for me.
However, someone still walks over to me, and this person briskly grabs my hand and starts leading me in some unknown direction. I follow the person, ignoring the fact that I was undoubtedly being led to my punishment and questioning, until said person finally stops walking and drops my hand. I then prepare myself for the questions that are about to slaughtered with.
I immediately notice the drop in temperature and the refreshing breezes coming my way, along with the faint scent of water. We are at the river near the forest, and that means that I was being dragged away by a friend.
With this comforting thought, I open my eyes and see both Malik and Yugi standing there before me, each with a confused look on their face. I smile at both of them, already knowing what they are going to be requesting of me.
"Well, how'd you two get back together?" Malik asks, basically doing what I knew he would. I smile at him. Sometimes they are too predictable.
"Well, it all started while I was going through the ruins..."
Flashback
There stands a boy with white hair, whipping in the winds. Tears streak down his face as he notices the feathery wings of his fallen family, however, there is one wing color he hasn't come across yet.
A small spark of hope lights up, and it can be seen on the boy's face. His joy is confirmed when one of the old...palace guards runs over to him and delivers the news of the boy's father still being alive. However, his face falls when he hears the threat of war that his father has just imposed. The boy, however, pushes these thoughts to the back of his head as he continues to sift through the ashes, taking comfort in the occult feeling the area is providing.
"My condolences over your lost." A deep voice rumbles from behind the small boy. The boy quickly turns around to see a more masculine form of himself standing there with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked tall and proud, as though the area around him did nothing to bother or deter him.
"B-Bakura," the boy stutters out his ex-lover's name. The male before him within a moment is right in front of him, his arms snake around his waist and hold the boy close to his body.
For a moment, the boy is still, however, within the next moment he leans in to the stronger man's arms, tears falling from his eyes as another wave of pain hits him. One hand starts rubbing his back soothingly while the other strokes his hair.
"I've missed you." The smaller chokes out, now having a new wave of loneliness hit him. Bakura grabs the boy, realizing that his knees are going weak and kisses his cheek.
"Hush love, I am here now." Bakura whispers into the boy's ear, before returning his head to atop the smaller's head. Why was he being so kind and understanding all of the sudden. Oh, how was he going to react to the threat of war?
"I love you." Was Ryou's simple answer to that, and Bakura couldn't help but smile. They were back together again, and that was all he ever needed.
"I love you too Tenshi." Bakura says, whispering the last word as if it is a delicate petal being held above a bottle of ink, and it is your job to protect it.
Flashback End
"So, he never apologized for sleeping with that other woman." Malik asks, looking over at me. Of course he would be the one to find the one thing missing from the perfect scene. Well, that and we didn't have random petals falling all around us, but I'll take what I can get.
"Oh, he did, later on." I say smiling, and remembering Bakura's failed attempts at apologizing. It just wasn't something a demon was typically able to do. The extent in which their soul had rotted to had made it almost impossible for them to try and ask forgiveness of themselves.
Malik looks me up and down, before smiling. "Well then, I guess I should congratulate you." He says, and I smile. Now, just to deal with the war.
Author's Notes:
More plot is here, yes, and as more plot comes, the more things we will learn. Well, duh, I guess things are going to start heating up now
Also, because it was never said:
1 Angel/Demon/ other worldly creature year = 1,000 human years
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