Chapter 5
Marik woke up, yawning. He smiled at the memory of making love to Bakura. Bakura was amazing, kind, and just...his.
"Well, well, sleeping beauty finally wakes up," Bakura teased.
"Hey." Marik blushed. "Sorry." He got up. "I'll work on breakfast."
"You don't need to," he murmured, nuzzling Marik affectionately.
Marik chuckled. "It's something I am good at." He kissed Bakura's temple and got up, slipping on pants and padding down to the kitchen.
Bakura faintly smiled. He got up and walked downstairs. He watched Marik.
"Pancakes, eggs, fruit sound okay?" Marik started pulling out the ingredients.
"Yes," Bakura agreed.
Marik cooked, humming while he worked. He made some coffee. He loved coffee. He loved the smell of it as much as the taste. He sat a cup in front of Bakura, drinking some out of his own.
While he worked on the pancakes.
Bakura poured some for himself. He did enjoy tea, but everyone needs their cup of coffee in the morning or when one wakes up. He sipped on it. He watched Marik, he liked doing it. Some would think it's creepy how much he does stare at people.
Marik set down pancakes for each of them, fruit on the side. Smiling at Bakura, he sat down next to him, and starting eating. He grimaced as he sat down, grinning sheepishly at Bakura. "You're really big...I'm still a little sore."
Bakura smirked, "There's some pain medicine in the bathroom if you need it."
Marik smiled, leaning his head on Bakuras shoulder. "Nuh uh. This is bearable."
"You sure?" he teased, not minding Marik leaning on him for support.
"Yea." Marik smiled. "I can walk."
"Good, I'll have to try harder next time then," he murmured with a thoughtful yet mischievous glint in his crimson eyes.
Marik grinned. "Yea, but you don't want to hurt me just to hurt me." Marik kissed Bakura's shoulder then got up, going to do dishes.
"No, but it would be fun to see you limp," he replied as he finished eating.
Marik rolled his eyes and grinned. He trusted Bakura. Bakura wouldn't hurt him like she did.
"So, what do you want to do today?" Marik hummed doing dishes, thinking of what he wanted to do in case Bakura asked.
"Hmm, let's go out for a bit," he suggested.
"Okay!" Marik went over and started putting on his shoes, frowning and noting he had to fix the hole again. Sighing, he ignored it...he'd fix it after they got back home.
"You can borrow a pair of Malik's," he said, getting them. "I think you two are the same size."
"Oh...okay. Thanks." Marik smiled gratefully, slipping them on. He hugged Bakura. "I'm ready to go!"
"You're welcome. Good," he grabbed Marik's hand in one of his own, stepping out of the house.
Marik hummed happily, skipping next to Bakura, but staying very close. Marik grinned up at Bakura. "Wanna stir up some trouble?" He grinned innocently.
Bakura grinned, "You read my mind, love. That sounds like fun."
Giggling, Marik smiled. "Anything in particular."
"Mmm, depends if anyone is around," he said simply.
Marik looked around. Suddenly, he saw Malik and Ryou out. Quietly poking Bakura, he pointed at Malik.
Bakura frowned, "Ah, I see. Maybe not the best person to mess with."
"No...the man following them."
Bakura raised a brow, "Perhaps we should investigate. Stay behind me."
Marik nodded, behind Bakura. "Why?"
"Because I said so," he held a knife in one hand as he snuck up behind the person following Ryou and Malik.
As Bakura got close, he felt Marik's hand ripped from his cape, Marik uttering a muffled whimper.
Bakura held the blade of his knife to the person's throat, "Stop stalking them."
Smirking, the man turned around. "Gladly, now that we have what we want."
"What would that be?" Bakura asked, narrowing his eyes dangerously as he put a little pressure on his blade against the man's throat.
"Your slave." The man disappeared as Malik turned, blade bared as he had Ryou under his cloak.
"Marik?" Bakura asked, turning around as he frowned uncertain as he hoped the blonde was ok.
Marik was gone.
"Damn it," Bakura cursed under his breath, feeling like shit at having lost his mate.
Malik walked up. "What happened?"
"Someone took Marik," he told him grimly.
"Let's go find Marik. Who is our best tracker?"
Ryou shifted to fox form, "That would be me."
Bakura grinned, "Good, go sniff him down."
Malik looked at Ryou. "Can I put a leash on you so they can't take you?"
"O‑Ok," he nodded.
Malik put the leash on, making sure it wasn't too tight. "Ok?"
"Yeah, I'm good," he assured.
Malik kissed his head, sitting him down. Malik looked at Bakura. "Want reinforcements or just go?"
"You know how I do things," he said simply.
"You are emotional now," Malik stated back.
"So?" he asked.
Malik shrugged, turning and following Ryou.
Ryou was able to track Marik down most of the way, but sometimes got distracted by butterflies.
Malik growled, nodding at Ryou. "Where now, Bunny?"
"That building," he said, pointing.
Looking at Bakura, he mouthed "What now?"
Bakura looked around at the building, "Huh, well no telling how many there are inside...so let's try for stealth."
Nodding, Malik grabbed Ryou. "Make yourself small and stay on me. I can't lose you."
"Ok," he agreed, going to a small bunny form.
The door stands open. Inside, Marik is chained, bloody, and bruised. His eye swollen shut, his leg turned at an unnatural and cruel angle. Blood leaks from his ear. His head is slumped.
Bakura seethed. He wanted to just charge in and get him, but he kept his cool. He looked around to see if there were any traps and to see how many enemies there were inside.
None. It was empty as a tomb.
Bakura hesitantly walked in. He began healing Marik.
"What happened?" he asked.
Marik's eyes fluttered open. Looking up at Bakura, he frowned. "Who are you?"
"Your mate, Bakura," he told him simply, checking if there were any other wounds he had sustained.
Marik looked confused. "I...I don't know you. Any of you." Marik was healed.
"Come on, let's get you home," Bakura picked him up into his arms, carrying him bridal style. "Malik, try to figure out what they wanted him for. I need to take care of him."
Marik looked guarded. "Um, thank you...but I can walk." He tried to wiggle down. He didn't know what was going on, who these people were, or why he was so attracted to this white haired man.
"Too bad," he huffed. "I just got you back and I'm not losing you again. So no walking for you right now, princess."
Marik sat in the big man's arms, confused. He didn't understand why, but he felt sure that he wouldn't be able to win in a fight against him. He allowed himself to be carried.
Malik nodded. "Ryou, stay close." Malik started searching, trying to find a clue. Seeing a piece of paper, he read it, eyes filling with dread. Holding Ryou for dear life, he ran as if his life depended on it, catching up with Bakura. "Atem and Yami's...NOW." His tone left no room for argument.
"Ok," he agreed as he went with him to the other demons.
Malik busted into the house, not even knocking. "Yami! Atem!" Frantic, eyes glazing over, bunny held for dear life.
Atem walked down the stairs, aggravated.
"What's wrong?" Yami asked, a sleepy Yugi in cat form on his head.
Yugi stretched, jumping down to Yami's shoulder, looking confused.
Malik looked at all of them. "Our mates are in grave danger. Found this." Showing them the note, it simply said
"I told you I would hurt you. It is easiest to hurt the ones you love. One down, three to go. -D"
"Shit," Bakura hissed, angry as hell at seeing this.
Yami narrowed his eyes, looking it over, frowning as he wasn't pleased, "This isn't good. Atem, get Akefia right now. Don't question me. Just do it."
Yugi patted at the paper, rubbing Yami's cheek.
Atem nodded, rushing out, barging into Bakura and Malik's home. "Akefia!" He yelled.
Akefia wasn't there. Miya was there, mewing for anyone. There was a piece of paper beside where the bundle of joy lay. It read: I kept her safe. I had no choice, but to go with him. Take the baby back to Yugi for me. –Akefia
"FUCK!" Atem grabbed the baby gently, rushing back to the house. Bursting in less than a minute after he left (he had traveled via shadows, after all) he handed the baby to Yami. "He's fucking gone...he said he kept her safe but he had to go with him." Atem's eyes were blazing, fists tight. "I'm going after him."
"He's my brother," Ryou glared. "You've caused him pain. Malik, can you help me get him back? For me please?"
"Yes, I fucking have. And I am pissed the fuck off at myself that I did. I fuckin'...well I am a fuckin sick bastard and need to make it up to him. So come if you want, but I am going after him too." Atem's eyes blazed, his fists shaking.
Malik jumped in front of Atem. "Talk to Ryou like that again, and I will fucking slit your throat, you bastard."
"That's not necessary, honey," Ryou sweat dropped. "Atem, if you really want to make it up to him then you shouldn't have pushed him away in the first place. My brother has been through a lot and what you're done so far hasn't helped him."
Atem glared at Ryou. "Thank you for the lecture, Ryou, but I don't think a person standing here is innocent and perfect in any relationship. If I remember, Malik pushed you the fuck away too. But I guess everyone else can have a second fucking chance but me? Well, sorry, Ryou, but fuck you, I'm not giving up on him even if I am an ass."
Yugi changed into human form and jumped up in front of Atem before Malik could slice Atem into pieces. "Guys! This isn't helping! Let Atem come, let's go find Akefia...it's Akefia's decision on whether to forgive Atem or not!"
Ryou sighed, smiling slightly, "Yeah, you're right."
"Yugi, what about Miya?" Yami asked the neko.
"You stay here with her. I can't bring her with, but Ryou and I are the best to sniff him out."
"Ok, I'll look after her," Yami promised.
Yugi leaned up, kissing him briefly. "Protect our daughter." Turning to the group he shifted into a cat. "Let's go Ryou. You old men try to keep up." Yugi shot out the door.
\/\/\/
Akefia had been roughly taken out of the house. His limbs were shackled. He narrowed his eyes. He had tried to flee by blending in, but didn't work. He kept glancing around to take in his surroundings for when and if he was able to escape. He didn't know why this guy wanted him and the others.
"So, how shall we fuck with Atem with this one? Dartz said we would fuck with their mates. We've already erased Marik's memory..." one shrouded figure asked the one who was leading Akefia, coming out of the shadowed forest.
Akefia glowered, his fists clenched. He still followed, having no say in the matter. He remained silent, listening to his captors discuss his fate.
"We could knock him up..."
The forest dweller laughed. "Oh, that would be fun...and then Atem wouldn't have been able to plant his seed. Hell, Atem's never loved anyone, so I'm surprised his heart could open at all...this one must have something special to have cracked Atem's tiny ass piece of coal he calls a heart. Yea, let's get him pregnant."
"Go to hell," he hissed, pissed beyond measure at hearing these guys thinking they wanted to knock him up for some petty revenge against the other demons.
Smirking, they stopped, turning around. "Yea, he's hot. Let's just stop now. The others won't catch on for a while." He started jerking Akefia towards the woods.
Akefia struggled, trying to get free. He held fire in his eyes, not going to back down without a fight.
The men threw him to the ground, striking him hard in the chest. "Shut up, bitch. And it won't hurt as bad."
Akefia spat his blood in the man's face, getting up onto his feet. His movement was restricted, but he could still move.
The one man took out Akefia's knee, shattering it as the other man shoved Akefia on the ground face first.
Akefia grunted at the stinging pain. He tried to struggle, not keeping still even though he was cursing under his breath.
\/\/\/
Yugi had caught Akefia's scent easily and was running with Ryou. Atem was on their tail, peering all around, as was Malik.
Ryou kept sniffing around, trying not to get distracted. He needed to find his brother.
"Wait, did you hear that?" Yugi stated, as his hearing was better than his smell. He turned to the left.
"Yeah," Ryou nodded, going to the left as well.
The men had ripped off Akefia's pants, slapping his ass until it was blood red. "This is gonna hurt. Really. Bad." The one man cackled.
Akefia bit his lip. He stayed silent. He just hoped this would be over soon.
Suddenly, Akefia felt liquid on his back and saw a severed head fall in front of him, as Atem had run up, letting his claws elongate and his wings out and ripped off the man's head about to enter Akefia, using his back claws to slice the other's head clean off.
Akefia raised a brow. He looked up to see his savior was Atem. He guessed the dark lord had sent an unlikely person to rescue him.
Yugi stopped, letting Ryou go up to his brother as Malik headed up as well. Malik started picking the lock as Atem stepped away to the edge.
"Thanks," he gave a sheepish smile.
Ryou hugged him tight, "Don't do that again."
"I wasn't planning on this to happen," he muttered, hugging his brother back.
Yugi walked up then, head butting Akefia. Atem turned and left walking through shadows back to his house, going to his room and shutting the door, with a passing "Akefia's safe." to Yami. He sat down on his bed, his mind a whirl. He knew Akefia knew he helped to save him, and Atem hoped that someday, that would be enough to have Akefia forgive him...eventually. When he fell in love with Akefia, he didn't know...but he did. And that sucked, because Akefia hated him, and he should. Atem had been nothing but an ass. Flopping on the bed, Atem closed his eyes to go into a troubled sleep.
Akefia hugged Yugi too, "Thanks to you too, shrimp."
"We should head back," Akefia grabbed his pants, putting them back on as he managed to find them.
Nodding, Malik and Yugi agreed, heading back. Yugi looked at Bakura. "You okay?"
"I was too late," Bakura grimaced. "Marik doesn't remember anything."
Yugi jumped up, head butting Bakura. "He will. He is crazy about you."
"Thanks," Bakura half smiled, patting the cat's head.
"Here, let's go back...you just need to remind him." Yugi nudged Bakura after Malik, who had picked Ryou up, squeezing him tightly.
"Bunny. Stay with me. I can't let you get hurt."
"I'll be ok," Ryou assured, leaning into Malik's warmth.
Bakura nodded, frowning as he wasn't sure. Akefia went as well as they headed back to Yami's and Atem's place.
Malik held him tightly, following along back to Atem and Yami's place. Yugi went in, sniffing Miya and Yami, then changing into his human form and taking Miya, kissing her head.
"She's been asleep," Yami told him quietly as he wanted to make sure she wouldn't be woken up.
Yugi kissed her, leaning up and rubbing Yami's cheek with his. "Thank you." He said quietly.
"You're welcome," he said quietly back.
Malik sat down, petting Ryou. "What we gonna do? Will they come back for Akefia, or just Ryou and Yugi? I will not let them hurt you." He looked down at Ryou, petting him fiercely, eyes getting a crazed gleam.
"They're probably come after us," Ryou said, worried as he didn't want Yugi to get hurt.
"I won't let them hurt you." Malik stated again, holding Ryou close.
"I know, Mal'," he hugged him gently.
Marik got up. "Well, um, I hope all you people will be well. Good bye." Marik headed out the door...or at least tried to.
Ryou couldn't sleep much either. He was worried about his brother. He felt comforted being in Malik's arms. He knew his lover wouldn't let any harm come to him.
\/\/\/
Yami rocked Miya in his arms. He had been woken to her crying so he was trying to calm her down.
Yugi came back upstairs with some milk. Taking Miya in his arms, he started feeding her, rocking her, sitting next to Yami. Looking at Yami, "Do you believe Atem?"
"About what?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.
"Loving Akefia." Yugi yawned, leaning on Yami.
"Yes, Atem doesn't lie when it comes to that," he said simply.
Yugi frowned. "But he was such an ass."
"I know he is, but he's not heartless," Yami told him.
Yugi frowned. Looking at Yami, he stared him in the eyes. "I'm dead serious right now. Should I go encourage Akefia to give Atem a chance?"
Yami thought about it for a bit, "Yeah, that might be what Atem needs to change."
Yugi nodded. Handing Miya to Yami, he kissed him gently. "I'll be right back." He went off to look for Akefia.
Akefia was thinking over things. He knew Atem had been the one to save him. He wasn't quite sure how to thank him or what he felt towards him.
Going into Akefia's room, Yugi came over, sitting down by him. "Hey."
"Hey," he smiled slightly, hugging him. "How is she?"
"She's doing better, thanks." Yugi smiled, hugging him back. "So, you know Atem was the one to save you, right?"
"Uh yeah," he nodded. "Glad to hear she's ok."
Yugi sighed. "Look, I believe Yami. Atem said he loved you. Yami said he doesn't lie. Maybe...you should give him a chance?"
"Yeah, maybe," he frowned, uncertain about it.
"I'm not going to force anything...but...I dunno...just, think about it?" Yugi looked up at Akefia.
"Ok, I will," he promised.
Yugi went back to Yami, taking Miya. Holding her close, he looked to Yami. "Go to sleep. I've got her."
"Thanks," Yami smiled softly, closing his eyes to catch a little sleep until Yugi needed him.
After Yugi got Miya back to sleep, he crawled back in with Yami, cuddling up with him.
\/\/\/
Akefia couldn't sleep. He got up, walking to Atem's door. He stood there for a while. He bit his lip, uncertain of how to do this.
He heard soft shuffling from the door, like someone pacing.
Akefia knocked. He didn't expect to get an answer, but secretly hoped for one.
Atem opened the door, dark bags under his eyes. Eyes guarded, he looked at Akefia. "Yes?"
"I wanted to thank you...for earlier," he said, looking down as he wasn't sure how well this would go.
"It was the least I could do after the hell I put you through." He stated simply.
Akefia looked up at him, determined, "I want to give you a chance."
Atem watched him, guardedly. "A chance for what?"
"To make things work between us," Akefia said simply.
Atem looked up. "I...I didn't know there was the possibility of an 'us'." His throat was dry.
"I thought about it. Why not?" he asked, cupping Atem's cheek in one of his calloused hands.
"Because I was an asshole." Atem looked down, ashamed.
"Maybe, but anyone can be an ass," he said simply.
"But I tried to kill you." Atem whispered. "Though I would have brought you back."
"That's the first time anyone's said that," he chuckled lightly. "'Tem, I've almost been killed many times before your attempt."
Atem just hung his head lower.
Akefia raised it, kissing him heatedly, pressing himself hard against him. He wanted Atem to know what he truly felt.
Atem moaned, pulling Akefia to him. "'Keifa...but why?" Atem said, pulling back, eyes studying Akefia's.
"I want you," Akefia purred, his eyes smoldering with raw emotion, grinding against him to get some friction.
Atem just growled, unable to resist. Kicking the door shut, Atem pulled Akefia to him, kissing him hard, rubbing harder against Akefia.
Akefia moaned. He rubbed back. He kissed him passionately, eyes dark with lust and passion for this demon.
"Akefia, I want you, so fucking bad." Atem was running his hands all over Akefia.
"You have me," he breathed out, shivering in pleasure at Atem's touch. "Take what's yours."
Atem groaned, putting Akefia on the bed. Working off Akefia's clothing, his eyes drank in Akefia's physique. "You are gorgeous." He noted, running fingers over Akefia.
"So are you," he panted out, shivering in pleasure as he wanted Atem so badly right now.
Sliding down, he just took Akefia in his mouth, working him as he didn't have much patience right then.
Akefia moaned, bucking his hips. He raked his nails down Atem's back.
Akefia growled, loving the feeling, shivering. Looking up at Akefia, he positioned himself. "I really want to prolong this, but I really can't. You are too fucking gorgeous for me to hold out much longer."
"Make your move then," he taunted, pressing against him. "I'm all yours."
"O...okay." Atem grunted, wetting his fingers to stretch Akefia before shoving himself inside, not real gently.
"Fuck, Atem," Akefia moaned, arching his back as he stretched to fit Atem inside of him. "Don't stop."
Atem grabbed Akefia's hips, grunting, a sheen of sweat forming on him as he kept ramming and pounding Akefia's ass.
Akefia moaned, his back arched as he took it. He loved the way Atem felt inside of him. He wanted more.
Atem kept pounding, hard and fast, reaching around and stroking Akefia as well, in time to the pounding he was giving him, moaning lowly.
Akefia bucked into Atem's touch. He panted, moaning as he wouldn't be able to hold out at all. Especially with how hard Atem pounded into his ass.
Atem pounded a couple more times, then released, gripping Akefia's hips hard enough to bruise.
Akefia moaned loudly, releasing his juices as he wasn't able to hold on for much longer. He panted, wondering how long Atem would take.
Atem came about then, shoving in one final time with a loud yell.
Akefia moaned, shuddering as he enjoyed feeling Atem's spunk spill into him. He panted, waiting for his orgasmic high to go down.
After Atem caught his breathing, he pulled out, pulling Akefia on the bed with him, pulling the covers over them. "Stay here tonight?"
"Sure," he murmured, turning on his side to lean against Atem.
Atem held him tightly, falling off into the most contented sleep he'd had in a while.
\/\/\/
Jonouchi tapped at the door. He hoped he'd be let out soon. He was starting to get irritated at being this guy's bitch.
Seto stood on the other side. "Yes?"
"Let me out," he growled, glaring at him.
"Why?" Seto asked mildly.
"Do I need a damn reason?" he growled in annoyance.
"Yes."
"Fine I need to take a piss," he replied, glaring daggers at his so called master.
Seto opened the door. He had never taken the shackles off, so he attached a chain to the shackles so he would have a lead line. "Come on.,"
Jonouchi followed. He didn't like being led out on a leash. It felt degrading and he knew this bastard didn't give a shit.
Seto took him to the bathroom. "Go. I'll wait here. There are no windows."
"Fine," he muttered, doing his business and went back out when he was done.
Seto grabbed the leash. "Let's go out. I need to check on my cousins."
"Ok," he grumbled, having no choice as he followed his master.
Seto went to Yami and Atem's house, so they could discuss some troubling rumors Seto had heard.
Akefia rolled on his side, hearing a knock at the door, nudging Atem awake, "'Tem, get up. Someone's here."
"Mmm, 'kay." Atem got up sleepily and headed to the door. Opening it, Seto pushed by. "Get Yami."
"I'm up," Yami said quietly as he had taken duty of Miya so Yugi could get some sleep, they took turns during the night.
Seto turned to them both, eyes cold. "What is going on with Dartz?"
"I'm not sure," Yami admitted, looking at is brother. "Atem might know."
Atem frowned. "Dartz is mad at Bakura and I."
"Why?" Yami asked, confused.
Atem's face set in a determined line. "I wouldn't let him have you. Why he is angry at Bakura is not my place to say."
"Fine," he huffed.
Seto rolled his eyes. "You are putting everyone in danger."
"Just tell him, 'Tem," Akefia said, annoyed as he knew it was a rather stupid reason.
"Bakura claimed to have a bigger dick. And then proved it." Atem huffed.
"Hey, watch your language around my daughter," Yami hissed, his anger flaring as he held Miya protectively in his arms.
Miya yawned, cuddling down. Atem looked at Yami. "How do I say it differently? And besides, she's like, three days old. She doesn't know what we are saying."
"Doesn't matter, nekos aren't stupid," Yami glared at his brother.
Atem sighed, rolling his eyes. Seto glared at Yami. "You are worried about language when Yugi's life is in danger?" Seto stared in disbelief at Yami. Yugi walked down then, yawning.
"Huh?" His hair hung up at odd angles and he wrinkled his nose adorably.
"One of the many things I worry about," Yami said simply. "What needs to be done to ensure our mates are safe?"
"I don't know. Who knows Dartz best?" Seto looked at the group.
Yami frowned, "Not sure."
"Let's go get Bakura." Atem stated.
"What's going on?" Bakura asked as he had carefully gotten up which left Marik asleep.
Seto looked at Bakura. "How do we stop Dartz?"
Bakura grimaced, "I'll have to go see him. Seto, babysit Marik for me. I'll repay you somehow."
"You are not going without me. If you are going to see my dad, I can come too." Marik stated, coming down the stairs, yawning.
"Fine," he huffed. "Atem, look after Ryou and if you hurt him Malik will hurt you."
"Fine."
Marik grabbed Bakura's hand. "I'm still confused."
"Listen, honey, I need to go deal with the bastard who wiped your memory. This guy, Seto, will look after you until I get back," Bakura said, kissing Marik's cheek before he left with Malik.
"Wait, I'm going with you. You're going to see Dartz, right?" Marik tugged on Bakura's hand before he could leave.
"No, I can't put you in danger," Bakura frowned.
"But Dartz wouldn't hurt me. He's my dad."
"He's the one that wiped your bloody memory," Bakura snapped. "I'm not letting that bitch hurt you again, understood?"
Marik glared. Crossing his arms, he stared at Bakura. "Fine, don't let him hurt me, but I'm coming with you. I'm not letting him hurt you, even though I'm confused as to why I give a damn." His eyes blazed with determination.
He sighed, "Fine."
Ryou yawned, waking up in cat form on Malik's head, "You'll need someone to track him down."
"No, no, no, no, no...you are not going. I am not delivering his prey to him on a silver platter!" Malik stated, pulling Ryou off of his head, petting him.
Ryou mewed, "But that Seto guy looks scary."
"Dartz is scarier." Malik said with finality.
Ryou pouted, "Isn't he that creep who wanted me as a pet?"
Malik growled. "I'll fucking gut him!" He barged out, stopping to set Ryou down gently, then storming out the rest of the way.
"Wait for us, idiot," Bakura growled, dragging Marik out of the door with him.
Ryou the cat looked up innocently at Seto. He honestly wished he could just stay with Yugi and help take care of Miya.
Seto looked at Ryou, sniffing. Turning away, he led Jonouchi to the couch, tugging on the leash. "Play with the cat." Seto said dismissively, picking up a book, but not releasing the chain.
"Fine," Jonouchi said, looking at him and Yugi.
Ryou bit his lip. He just went to Yugi for safety.
Yugi went into neko form, nudging Ryou, cuddling with him. Looking at Jonouchi, he frowned. "You his slave or his dog?"
"Both I guess," Jonouchi grumbled.
Ryou head butted Yugi back, "How is she?"
Yugi smiled, winding around Yami's legs. "Awesome."
Yami smiled lightly, patting Yugi's head, "She just keeps dozing off and on. I don't blame her."
"Good," Ryou smiled.
"Want me to take over?" Yugi pawed at Yami's leg, meowing adorably, amethyst eyes smiling up at Yami. Suddenly, he hopped down, running over to the wall, and started vomiting.
"Nope," Yami assured, worried at seeing that happen.
Ryou rushed over, "You ok?"
"N...no...I do..." Suddenly, Yugi fell on his side and started seizing up uncontrollably, eyes rolling back in his head.
"Ryou, hold her for me," Yami said sternly, Ryou shifted to human form and held Miya in his arms.
Yami rushed over, scanning Yugi before using some magic to heal him, "I think you contracted a bug or something."
"I...I don't feel right." Yugi whimpered, looking up at Yami. Vomiting again, Yugi started vomiting up blood.
"Damn it," he muttered, using a bit more of his magic as he wasn't going to lose his mate.
Yami could see a poison coursing through Yugi. Yugi's breathing was becoming more labored.
Seto was watching the scene. He raised an eyebrow.
Yami frowned, "Atem, do we have any antidotes for poison?"
Atem jerked his head up. "No, which poison?"
Seto stood, striding over. "Let me see him."
"Ok," Yami stepped aside, worried for Yugi's health. "It looks like scorpion, but not sure."
Seto checked Yugi out. Face pale, he looked up at Yami. "This is Dartz's signature potion."
Yami growled, "Just great. Any ideas on how to cure it?"
Seto swallowed hard. "Yami...I'm sorry. There is no antidote." Seto's eyes were sad.
"This isn't good," Yami scooped Yugi up into his arms, holding him close as he felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes.
Yugi whimpered, breathing more shallowly. "Yami. I hurt."
"I know, kitten. I'm sorry but we don't have a cure," he said softly, kissing Yugi's forehead.
"I'm going to die?" Yugi looked up with sad eyes at Yami.
"Maybe," he admitted, trying to be gentle about it.
Tears slipped out of his eyes. "I'm sorry, Yami...so sorry for being so stupid and wasting so much time. Please...please take good care of Miya." He worked out through labored breaths.
"I will, Yugi," Yami said softly, holding him tight. "Don't apologize. You are my mate and I love you."
Seto looked at Atem sadly. Atem's face set hard and he stormed out of the house. Catching up with Malik and Bakura, he growled. "Yugi is dying. Hurry up, we need to get to this bastard."
"I know," Bakura growled. "You coming with us too?"
"What the fuck it look like?" Atem kept moving.
After several moments of traveling the small group approached Dartz's lair.
"Welcome back, here for the antidote?" Dartz's voice wafted on the wind.
"Yes," Bakura bristled in anger. "And to fix Marik."
"Ah, yes. Well, what do you bring?" Dartz walked out of the shadows.
"What do you want in return?" Bakura asked.
"Hmmm..." Dartz smiled. "Well...you want two things...or...actually three..."
"Yes," he hissed, bristling with anger.
"Fine. I will give Marik his memory back, I will give you the antidote, and I will refrain from seeking anymore revenge, in exchange for one thing..."
"What?" he snapped, impatient to know the price.
"You."
Bakura blinked, taken aback at hearing this request, "For what?"
"Whatever I want." Dartz responded matter of factually.
Bakura glanced at Malik, "What do you think, psycho?"
Malik had knives in hand. "I want to stab him."
"If you do I bet he'll cook up something worse for our mates," he warned.
Malik pouted. "How do we know he won't fuck over our mates anyways?
"Very true," he mused.
Atem frowned. "The only thing I know about Dartz is that he does what he says." Atem glowered, arms crossed.
"Trust me I know," Bakura muttered.
"So? Do we have a deal?" Dartz purred.
"If you do as you say about fixing our mates then yes," Bakura said smoothly.
"Done." He said a couple words and Marik looked around, rushing to Bakura.
"'Kura, don't...please." Marik begged, tears in his eyes. "I love you, please, don't."
"I am doing this for you," Bakura said simply.
"Don't. I'm not worth it." Marik whimpered, a tear slipping down his face.
"Yes, yes you are, princess," he said sternly, holding him tight.
"No." Marik whimpered, kissing Bakura tenderly and desperately. "Please, 'Kura..." Dartz held out a bottle.
"What's this?" Bakura asked him, placing a hand on Marik's shoulder. "Marik, I'll be ok. I'll tell you about it later."
"The antidote for Yugi. Better hurry, he only has about ten minutes left."
Bakura tossed it to Atem, "Hurry and go back home."
Atem nodded, rushing off. Malik stood to the side, looking uncomfortable. "C'mon Marik, I'll take ya back." He reached for Marik, who turned, snarling.
"Don't fucking touch me. I'm not leaving Bakura."
Bakura sighed, "No use in trying to get him away from this, Mal'. You can stay if you want or go back to be with your bunny."
Malik looked torn. Frowning, he looked between Bakura and Dartz. "I'll wait out here."
"Alright," he agreed. "Marik, you can go outside with Malik if you don't want to see this."
"If you want that is."
Marik just glared at Bakura, not letting go of his arm.
Dartz chuckled. "Oh, how cute...a lover's spat."
"It's not a spat," Bakura said, glaring at the man. "So what do you want from me?"
"Come with me." He purred, turning and going into the cave.
Bakura hesitated, but stepped inside. Inwardly he was nervous and suspicious. He did promise Marik he would tell him about his past with the man later. He didn't want to unveil such information here.
"Shall we reminisce about days of old, my dear Kurakins?" Dartz asked sweetly as Marik held a confused look on his face.
"I used to be his bitch," Bakura begrudgingly told his mate, stripping off his clothes. "If that's what it takes to keep them safe, sure why not old Master?"
Dartz smiled. "Oh, that will be fun! Let's have Marik watch...that will make it more fun, won't it!"
Marik's face was turning slightly green, but he held a stoic expression.
"Will you be ok?" Bakura asked him gently, shooting a dark glare at Dartz.
Marik looked at Bakura. "If you can endure it, so can I." Is all Marik would say, face stoic.
"Alright," he agreed, pivoting on his heel for his back to face his lover, glaring daggers at his old master.
Dartz clapped his hands. "I hope Marik will be okay when you moan my name." He whispered in Bakura's ear.
Bakura shivered, "He'll endure it."
"Will he endure it when you actually like it?" Dartz whispered again, running fingers up Bakura's body, flicking his tongue across Bakura's lips.
Bakura panted lightly, his neck being a sensitive area, his eyes darkening. "Doesn't matter," he said, swallowing hard.
"Really?" Casting an evil look over Bakura's shoulder, noticing the state of Marik, he smiled, kissing Bakura passionately. "I remember what you like..." Dartz purred.
Bakura panted. He didn't know Dartz had recalled what places he was sensitive and what would make him want more.
"Surprising to hear as I'd think you'd forget," he chuckled lightly.
"Oh never, lover." He whispered, kissing over Bakura's neck gently, biting it. Dartz thoroughly enjoyed watching Marik's face fall, the tear slipping out of his eye as he watched.
"You just love tormenting my lover, don't you?" he panted out, his face flush as he purred from his neck being bitten.
"It is fun." Dartz admitted. He kissed and worked on Bakura's neck, leaving a nice mark as he stroked Bakura.
"Fuck that's good," he growled, his hips involuntarily bucking into Dartz's touch, getting hard from the bites.
Marik got up silently and left. Dartz smirked, throwing Bakura on the bed. "Assume the position, bitch." As he continued to stroke Bakura.
Walking out of the cave, he walked past Malik. Malik stood up and jogged to catch up to Marik. "Y...you okay? Do I need to stabby stab?"
Marik looked up at Malik. "No. You don't need to stabby stab anyone. I guess Bakura was fucked from the beginning, as was I. He thought he'd lost me when I lost my memories, but now he has lost me, since he is enjoying fucking that bastard. Goodbye Malik." Marik turned and walked off, Malik's mouth hanging open and fear filling him at what Bakura was going to do. He kept his knives out, just in case.
'Don't you dare let him walk away. Follow him, keep him safe,' Bakura told Malik through the mind link while outside his mind he assumed the position for Dartz.
Dartz wasted no time, didn't prepare Bakura, just shoved himself into the hilt, ramming deep and hard.
Fuck! Malik thought to himself. "Hey...uh, Marik...let me make sure you get someplace safe. I don't want ya hurt, and it's not like you have any weapons right now. We got a spare house." Malik was digging for anything.
Marik stopped and looked at Malik. As the tears slipped down his face, he could do nothing but nod.
\/\/\/
Malik took him to a hideout. "Stay here. I'm going to go get Ryou. Don't answer the door, no one will come but me, and I don't need to knock." Malik headed out.
'Oh you did a great job this time, Fluffy. Couldn't you have at least acted like it didn't feel good? I left him at the hideout if you want to go talk to him after you get done.' Malik huffed, heading back to the house to get Ryou the long way.
Ryou zipped to the door, pawing at Malik's legs. He had missed his mate. He sensed something was wrong.
Malik picked him up, petting him. "I just wanna go to bed and hold you." Malik whispered sadly.
Ryou licked his face, "Let me help Marik first and then we can."
He hopped up to curl up on his perch which was Malik's head.
"I was kinda stalling, hoping Bakura could go talk to him." Malik admitted.
"I know," Ryou cleaned his paws. "But talking to me will help things before he has a talk with that idiot."
Malik sighed. "Okay." He took Ryou over to Marik, who was curled in a ball, crying.
He sat Ryou down on the bed, and went to the kitchen to give them privacy
Ryou head butted Marik, "Talk to me, please."
Marik shook his head no, arms wrapped around himself, sobbing.
Ryou kept head butting him. He wouldn't stop until he got Marik's attention. He can be stubborn.
Marik looked up. "What?" he whimpered pitifully.
"Talk to me," Ryou licked Marik's cheek, being adorable to help cheer him up. "You should know Bakura is doing this to ensure our safety. So what if he likes it? He's crazy about you Marik. He'd be stupid to leave you."
"But he shouldn't like it. If you love someone, truly love them, you don't like it with anyone else. You really think he'd be okay if I was fucking someone?" Marik's eyes were red and puffy, his nose stopped up.
"And he was laughing and chuckling." Marik whimpered more, feeling miserable, alone, and worthless...which triggered his past.
Ryou nipped his cheek, "Marik, listen, there's a difference between calling someone a lover and a master. The bond you two share is true love."
"Really? Because I called him Master not too long ago." Marik was looking down.
"Yes, but he didn't refer to Dartz as a lover," Ryou said simply. "He wasn't happy to see him. He's doing this to make sure no more harm comes to us."
Marik just was shutting down, not responding.
Ryou sighed. He shifted back into his normal form. He wrapped his arms around Marik.
"Cry on me, Mar," he said softly. "Just let it go. He truly loves you and he'll come back for you."
Marik just laid his head on Ryou's shoulder, not crying, not talking.
Malik couldn't help but accidentally overhear. 'You dumb sun of a bitch...because you have the acting skills of a dead cow, Marik is in there shutting down. I think you've lost him...Ryou's trying, but Marik isn't responding anymore.' Grunting in frustration, he opened a beer.
'I'll be there soon,' Bakura hissed.
Ryou held him tightly. He wouldn't let go. He cried a bit though, hating seeing Marik like this.
'Idiot.' Malik hissed back. 'Hope getting your rocks off was worth losing the only person to ever truly fucking love your pathetic ass.' Malik held his knives, as he was sure he was going to die, but damn it, it hurt him to see Marik hurt. Marik was cute. Not sexy cute like Ryou, but cute cute.
"Malik, enough," Ryou snapped as he rarely did. "Being hard on Bakura isn't going to help things."
Malik grumbled, drinking his beer.
Ryou sighed, holding Marik. He didn't know what else to do.
Marik just laid there, saying nothing.
\/\/\/
After Dartz came inside of Bakura, he smiled. "You can leave now, lover, if you'd like...but I expect you back here tomorrow night."
"I thought this was a one time thing," he growled. "How do I know you won't make me pregnant or something?"
"Oh, that is already done." Dartz smiled. "And I never said it was a one time thing. I said I wanted you. I never put a time limit on it."
Bakura sighed, "Just fucking bloody great."
"I would have thought you would have known to be more specific...of course, that is, unless you WANTED me, and just had to find an excuse to be with me." Smirking, Dartz rolled over, going to sleep.
Bakura wasn't sure what he meant. He put on his clothes, getting up and went to the hideout. He sighed, picking Marik up into his arms and kissed him gently. Of course he had showered before going to the hideout. He didn't want to walk in smelling like sex and sweat.
Marik just laid in Bakura's arms, non responsive. He didn't push Bakura away, but he didn't kiss him back, either.
"Listen, I'm sorry if I hurt you. I'm not always a nice person," Bakura said simply, shaking Marik's shoulders.
Ryou shook his head, hissing in annoyance as he paced back and forth in cat form.
"No Master, you didn't hurt me." Marik whispered, still looking down.
"You're not yourself so clearly I bloody have," he hissed, holding Marik tightly.
"No, Master. I am fine." Marik's voice was lifeless. "Please, let us just go home and go to bed. To sleep."
"I do love you, Marik. No one else has that," he said softly, picking him up into his arms and carried Marik back home.
Ryou licked Malik's face, "Can we go home too?"
Marik said nothing on the way home. Malik nodded at Ryou and picked him up, following Bakura to their house.
Bakura took Marik to bed. The two curled up together, entangled in limbs as they passed out from the mentally and emotionally exhausting day.
Ryou licked at Malik's face. He knew his lover wasn't in a good mood and he wanted to try to cheer him up.
Malik just held Ryou. "I'm really sorry, Ryou. But I am glad you are safe."
"I know," he sighed, nipping at Malik's cheeks. "Let's get some sleep. I have a feeling things aren't going to get better anytime soon."