The Perfect Stranger The Revised Edition

by Princess Jadykins

Yami is a half vampire/ half human guy on the run from his vampire family, however once he meets Tea Gardner he risks the chance of falling in love, which places them both in grave danger. Warning: Lemons and disturbing plots! CHAPTER 21 FINALLY UP

20. Chapter 20

Hey Hey Hey! Okay yeah, I am late with this update, I get that I've dissapointed some of you (others expected it) but you all can blame and take it up with the bitchy professor of mine, whose given me a mother f-uh-ker task that had to be done, and everythings just snow balled down from there, and I don't even know what sleep is anymore! Also... I'M SEXED OUT PEOPLE! You'll see why as you read further (rolls eyes).

Okay, so here's the catch. Every writer knows what it's like to be under pressure and have to write something creative - when you're feeling anything but creative! - So I'm sorry for the lack of talent in this chapter. The second catch is, that I couldn't actually finish chapter 20 - so this is like part 1, and I'll update part 2 as soon as I can.

However, I'm pleased to inform you that that chapter is a lemon-fest! So readers who don't like lemon scenes, nows the time to start. And I don't care how you really feel about them, you will not insult my lemon scenes because I stayed up LATE to write them!

Further more, I'd like to thank my awsome reviewers, i'd never be able to go on writing during bad weeks like these without your support. LOVE you guys! Secondly, let's all picture this as Valentine's day so that this chapter's occurances can actually make sense.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh

Rating: M! Maybe even X now that i think about it.

AN: Please enjoy and let me know what you think.

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Yugi: Okay so since it's Valentine's Day and all, i've decided to open an advice thingy to help all you young girls out there find love...lets see, first question is from Safty;

"Dear Yugi, okay you see I have this problem, there's like this really cute guy that I like, but i'm too shy to talk to him. I tried talking to him online and stuff, but he doesn't talk to people he doesn't know, what should I do?"

Yugi: Well safty, you've got to wear something really sexy and walk passed him. Trust me, he'll know you then. Next question comes from a girl named IceBabe;

"Dear Yugi, okay, i have this boyfriend, we've been going out for three months, and I'm like his first real relationship ever, since all the other girl's he's dated he went out for like a week to 'get what he wanted'. Now he's going to college on the otherside of the country. I lost my virginity to him and I really don't want to lose him, what should I do?"

Yugi: Well IceBabe, first off, you're an idiot. Like duh, you slept with him even though you knew he left once he got what he wanted from girls, so honey you got punked. He's going to go through girls at college like Tiger Woods went through condoms. I advise you go home, eat some ice cream, and invite me over to cheer you up -hint hint! Now for the next question, this one is from...well, our author Sav!

"Dear Yugi, I got asked by a close friend the other day to put you in a threesome with some guy on guy action, and I was wondering, should I have you in a threesome with Yami and Tea? Or-"

Yugi: And that's all the time we have folks! If there is any problem you need good advice for, please feel free to mail it in. Till next time, I'm out!

Chapter 20

Yugi awoke immediately at sunset, after feeling the electric sensation of the night welcoming him, which fed him with a dark kind of energy that made him feel invincible and unstoppable…untamed. He was a child of the night, therefore in his element from which he thrived, his second power booster after blood. His eyes opened slowly, revealing his bright, scarlet pair of eyes that were the liveliest they had been in days, taking on a dull glow in the darkness of his room, before he blinked them into sane focus.

His hangover had subsided substantially; leaving only a slight headache that would be cured immediately after a decent dosage of plasma's finest, which was a good thing, considering he needed to be in tip-top shape for his date, which just a few hours away. Rolling onto his back, Yugi placed both arms beneath his head, and stared up at the ceiling, listening haphazardly to the sounds around him while he contemplated his date with Razz.

He could hear both Tea and Yami's low keyed voices as they discussed something lightly amongst themselves in a room on the other side of the mansion, as well as the light electrical buzz of the place's appliances, and occasional homely creaks. All the welcoming sounds, he guessed, that a normal life offered.

He closed his eyes for a minute, as he prepared his thoughts and feelings to get himself out of bed, feeling very much like a lazy teenager on a Saturday morning, though he managed to sit himself up and stretch before the temptation to carry on sleeping could set in. He yawned and scratched the back of his head, as he glanced around the room for the second time that day, still unable to recall the reason behind the sock collection. He shook his head and climbed out the bed, giving his neck a brief massage, while he thought about what he should do first.

A shower sounded really good.

He grinned to himself as he glanced over to a set of doors on the other side of his room and began to make his way over to them. At first one, like he had, would assume they were just closet doors, but as Yugi had discovered shortly before blacking out, there was more to them than what met the eye. Disguised as a closet door, was the entrance into the room's own separate bathroom, worthy of a five-star hotel catalogue, complete with a triangular spa bathtub and cave-like modern shower system, among other less, but definitely not underclass, important equipment and furnishings.

Without a second's hesitation after shutting the door, and ultimately disappearing from the rest of the house, he quickly stripped down to his natural born suit, and stepped into the cave shower, turning it on with one swift movement and allowed hot, steaming water to spray over his bare, muscular body, from four different angles, which almost seemed to massage him with invisible hands. Unable to tell on whether or not the hot water was burning his skin however, he added a safe amount of cold water, and then closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of water running over his skin.

Yugi loved water.

So much, that in the past, he had driven his father mad enough to have a small pool, built especially for him and Yami to enjoy, on the far side of the tomb, where they could be out of the way for a couple of hours, and not cause any trouble. The 'not causing any trouble part' being mostly for him. Ironically however, it was in that very pool, where Yugi had come up with most of his greatest schemes.

The strange anxiety that had welled up inside him, needed someway of relief, so Yugi turned the taps onto the highest pressure it allowed, and rested both palms up against the stone wall, as water plummeted over him. He breathed in deeply, tracing several salty lavender and berry scents of the bath products around him, and sighed in content, as his mind went over several different thoughts that often plagued his mind.

Just a little longer…that was all that it was going take. Just a little longer.

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When Yami regarded Tea with his rich scarlet gaze, which would have penetrated any heart he so desired, a fond, warm smile curled onto his lips. This was the same girl that just a little while ago, had run straight into his arms on some random, abandoned street in Domino City that he had impulsively decided to stroll along, from a monster that he was likely to kill if he ever met, and the very same girl who -he was sure- he'd sworn he'd never fall for.

How wonderfully amusing destiny could be sometimes…

He wondered what it would have been like if he had known everything he knew now, back then - at that moment when he held her for the very first time, when all he figured she was, was just an ordinary, frightened human. He figured he'd react totally differently, and instead of walking away from her, would have instead, never left her side. It was strange for him to think that there was ever a time when Tea didn't mean anything to him, and that he had not loved her with his entire half human soul, that at some point he had allowed her out of his sight to go on about her human life without being concerned about her safety…something he definitely was incapable of, now.

It was funny how life and time worked out, promising unpredictability and many complications and obstacles along the way, and always ended with tragedy…but the good things that came about, were always worth it. He just needed to remember that. He took a gentle sip of his herbal tea, which according to the box, was supposed to help relieve him of pain - but only burnt the shit out of his throat instead - and watched carefully as Tea rolled the pair of die she held in her hand across the monopoly game board. Despite the game's slow winded pace, and Yami's constant success, while defeat loomed thickly over Tea, who was struggling to put one hotel up on her property, whereas he had several everywhere on the board…they were having a blast.

The game-off, started as soon as Tea stumbled across a closet that was filled from top shelf to bottom shelf with board games, from different countries all over the world, some that had instructions, which Yami had to translate before they could play. At first it was just a light way to pass the time while bonding, since Tea had noticed Yami's limited ability to move and wanted to therefore make sure he got enough rest and recovery time, but after he beat her at almost every game they played, it quickly became an outright battle, leading towards humorous consequences.

Snakes and Ladders had been the most fun, since the damn snake that lingered on the block just before the finish line, had cruelly eaten their tokens almost every time, and eventually it became a mission to beat the snake rather than each other. Trivial Pursuit, bingo, scrabble – which had been an unfair game from the very beginning since Yami's intellect was far too superior, as he was constantly reminded of - checkers, a childish game called fish eat fish, an interesting game called Fortress of the Archkyrie that had taken a while to figure out, and finally their second last game Lord of the Rings – The Confrontation, had also been quite entertaining. Now, as they neared the end of the day, they watched amusedly as the die rolled to a stop, landing on snake eyes, which meant that her little dog token was going to land on Yami's most expensive benefiting property. "Oh come on!" she cried out in dismay.

Yami tried to hold back a chuckle, but that had been really bad luck. Her head shot up as she threw a mocked glare at him, "Oh, do you think that's funny?"

Yami immediately shook his head and tried to straighten his expression, before holding his hands out in surrender. "You can stay the night for half price if you want, since you're my girlfriend and all-"

"I can't even afford half price! I just forked out half my life's savings last turn, to you!" she complained, though her eyes were twinkling.

Yami choked on a chuckle he was trying to stifle and bit his bottom lip, "For free then?"

Tea shook her head in defeat, "No! I'm not a charity case! Here, take it, take it all!" She mocked a tragic look as she pushed over all the game money she had, across her side to his, as well as all of her properties, before giving in to good humour and joined him in his laughter. Though honestly, she had no idea how he did it. Yami placed both his hands over hers when they were within his reach, and lightly squeezed them, which gained her attention.

"Take it all huh?" he said as he flashed her, a hot look, which had her melting inside.

Her cheeks blushed lightly, before a sly look sparked in her sapphire orbs. She leant back against her chair, without saying anything, and gently pulled her hands back to freely, fold her arms across her chest, never breaking her gaze from his, as a mischievous smirk replaced her smile. There was no denying or guessing what was on each other's minds, since it was so painstakingly obvious. They wanted each other.

Yugi had been right about the fact that Yami had put too much strain on his body, too soon, which was why he had felt broken all over again. So, throughout the day they had tried to keep it innocent between them, sharing only sweet kisses from time to time as well as a few gentle caresses…but it seemed to be creating a totally opposite effect on them instead, as the sexual tension between them intensified.

He smirked at her quite invitingly, and raised a challenging eyebrow, practically undressing her with his eyes. If he could have wiped the offending board game, off the table, with a swipe of his right arm and taken her right there and then, he would have; Ra damn the pain, and whether or not Yugi would decide to barge in on them. After a while of gazing hotly at each other, they could both sense the invisible barrier that was currently standing between them, take strain but before anything good could happen they heard the door to the reading room swing open, as Yugi causally strolled inside, sipping casually from an opaque black mug, while wearing nothing more than a dark towel around his waist.

"Good evening everybody!" he greeted cheerily, as he dashed over to stand beside Yami with his eyes scouting out the board game in front of them. "Feeling a little bored? Ha-ha, do you get it?"

Yami stared at his brother state of appearance with narrowed eyes, before rolling them, "I see you're finally up...and showered."

Yugi took a wild sip of his drink, while moan-growling a response of sorts in his throat, before pulling the mug away from his mouth and licked the blood off his lips. "Ah!" he breathed in content, before wiggling his eyebrows at Yami, who was glaring at him pointedly for revealing the contents of his mug to Tea, so carelessly. "Uh huh! And ready to take on the world! By the way what the hell is this place?" his gaze darted around the room with a curious look, as he took in the comfortable library office-like setting, with a modern fireplace, shelves with books, and fancy couches.

"It's a reading room Yugi," Tea answered him with a small smile, "And did you sleep well?"

Yugi beamed at her. "Ah Chèrie! Indeed'z I did. It wa'zz how do you Americans say, uh pleas'oint?" Yugi replied extra cheerfully in a phoney French accent, with a dramatic bow, almost side-knocking Yami over the head with his mug in the process.

"What's up with that terrible accent?" Yami growled in annoyance, as he rose up from his ducked position, careful to avoid Yugi's second swing when he bounced from his low bow, back up to a standing position.

"V'ell my frère, as you are very well aware, it is ze' night 'zat I-"

"Speak in your normal voice for Ra's sake, we cannot understand a damn word you're saying," Yami grumbled in annoyance.

"Hey my French accent is sexy!" Yugi protested, but didn't loose the grin.

"Maybe to someone who actually cares," Yami retorted back, before quickly adding, "Or hasn't actually heard the real one before…nah, on second thought, only you think so."

"You are just jealous!" Yugi verbally concluded, before resting his hip against the table they were using, for support. "But as I was saying, I'm getting into the romantic-" he did a weird swivel with his body that was almost snake like, "spirit for my hot date tonight."

Yami blinked slowly as he regarded his younger twin, mentally shaking his head. "And the French persona thing is…?"

"A way to show her I'm cultured!" Yugi beamed proudly, before giving Tea a wink. "Gives me a little bit more of an upper class feel."

"And makes you sound like a total imbecile, good going Yugi that ought to divert her attention from all your other flaws in character design." Yami commented dryly.

"Now that's just mean!" Yugi mocked a pout, "You know that French was one of my better grades in school!" He looked over at Tea and grinned proudly, "I actually got an honest 'A' for that class."

Yami rolled his eyes, "On one test."

"So what, it was an 'A' regardless!" Yugi pulled a tongue at Yami, before hopping up straight onto his feet. "And tonight I'll pull out all stops to make Razz feel like its le coup de foudre!"

"Love at first sight," Yami translated for Tea, who was giving Yugi a slightly confused look as she tried to follow his words. She immediately shot him a grateful smile, and mouthed the words 'thank you,' to which he winked at in response, before turning his gaze over to his younger twin. "More like spotting a complete idiot at first sight though," he added.

Yugi glanced down to meet Yami's unimpressed gaze, and grinned, "By the way brother, how do you feel this evening? I can see that you're still a little pale and tense, did the hot tub idea not work out for you?"

"Hot tub idea?" Tea inquired, as this was the first time she was hearing of it.

Yugi turned to her, with a strange sly look in his eye, "Yeah, haven't you seen the hot tub downstairs? The thing is a god send for relieving…tension." Yugi seemed to be biting back an amused smirk, before continuing, "It's one of those health thingies that all the stuck up rich people desperately believe they should have, which I hear, is to cleanse and massage the body and soul…" Yugi stood up pin straight, and stretched out his arms, before moving them into a circular motion that ended up with his hands held together, his mug awkwardly between them, above his head, before pulling them down to the centre of his chest to look like he was praying, seeming absolutely at peace for a second, until he hyperactively bounced out of it. "You should try it!" He then looked down at the unattended game of monopoly and cringed, "And soon. Who's winning?"

"Yami won," Tea said with a roll of her eyes, "He's like the King of Games, totally unbeatable."

"You mean he didn't let you win once?" Yugi gasped, giving them both a mocked disbelieving and shocked look, before hopping over to Tea's side and kneeled down beside her chair, placing his hand on her forearm which was still folded into the other, and used his other to fist over his heart. "Dearest Tea, I swear to thee that I would have at least let you win twice unlike my selfish brother, and I vow that I shall avenge your honour and defeat him in a family's board game…" he said straight faced with a smooth flowing voice that did in fact sound medieval and honourable, before he hopped back up like an energetic spring toy, "But not tonight, I'm busy."

Tea laughed, whereas Yami just shook his head at him in disappointment, "So much for chivalry on your part Yugi, and by the way, shouldn't you be getting ready for your date?"

Yugi was in the process of swallowing another gulp of blood, and with the cup still firmly at his lips he gave Yami a wide eyed stare of surprise, and groaned something like, 'mmm ammm!', with his free arm stretched out to show himself off.

Yami narrowed his eyes, "Yugi…you're standing up here, half dressed, annoying the hell out of us, and I bet you haven't even figured out how you're going to get there yet, have you? And you realize you've barely got an hour left right?"

Yugi slowly turned around to look up at the clock on the other side of the room, before slowly spinning on his heels to look back at Yami, and shrugged. "I gotta run back to the apartment and hope that Lamia hasn't thrown away my good leather pants! And then I've got to stop by the mall anyway to pick up some things. Other than a shirt, what more do I need? I'm good looking enough," he winked at Yami, before draining the last of the blood in his mug.

"Oh, actually," Tea started, before slowly climbing out her seat with a thoughtful expression, "There's a shirt in the closet in our room that you might like Yugi, let me get it for you and see if you like it."

They watched her leave the room, before Yami massaged the bridge of his nose and turned to face Yugi directly. "Okay, Yugi come clean with me, is this time you've ever been on a date?"

Yugi sobered up slightly and regarded Yami with a more serious expression, "Um…technically."

Yami nodded his head while giving Yugi a thoughtful look, "So do you have any idea on what you should do on one?"

Yugi grinned and raised his index finger with his lips parting to say something – obviously a smartass response – when it suddenly dawned on him that he actually didn't have a clue. "Uh…" His eyes looked from one side of the room to the other slowly, as he thought about it, before suddenly shaking his head in grim defeat. "No…well actually-" he was suddenly inspired, "Yeah, I do! I take her out to eat, and then…"

Yami gave a tired sigh, "Okay, if you're going to make a good impression on your date, you better take a seat and listen." Yugi glanced over to the bright red vacant couch that Tea had been sitting in, and leaped over the table using his elbow as leverage, before falling into it with a soft thud, and spun his body around to face Yami, who stared at him disapprovingly.

"Okay," Yugi said, before placing both hands on the table with a loud smack, "I'm listening!"

"First off…don't do that tonight, the restaurant tables are not playground furnishings." Yami scolded him with a disapproving glare, before continuing. "There are just three very important little tips I'm going to give you; one – always keep eye contact with her, the round orbs on her face, not her chest, can you distinguish between the two?"

Yugi gave Yami a look, before he continued. "Two – don't let her get bored…on second thought, I forgot I was dealing with you – ease down on the excitement."

Yugi rolled his eyes, "Oh come on Yami, I know I'm a dangerous guy, but danger doesn't linger around me you know! I am perfectly capable of showing her a good time without risking her life."

"That has yet to be proved," Yami mumbled dryly before continuing, "Thirdly, don't talk about other girls."

Yugi pulled a face, "Why not? According to the latest piece of advice in regards to 'dealing with the opposite sex' it clearly states that there is nothing wrong with sharing an open interest in another woman, and that you've got to make her work for it."

Yami sighed deeply, staring at Yugi like he was the most helpless creature in the world. "Okay sure…now come back to the real world, where starting up a conversation about another girl who you are attracted to with one that you're trying to get to like you, is a really dumb, and incredibly stupid idea."

"But it's legit advice from a guy who knows what he's talking about," Yugi argued.

"Okay first off, the guy's a dick; he probably had his heart broken a few times and now carries a major chip on his shoulder. And second, girls like Razz will walk out on you right then and there. You want to make her feel like she has your undivided attention and that she's the only one you want to spend time with."

Yugi was half tempted to make fun of Yami's sensitivity towards females and his shitty advice, which was far too Prince Charming for him, but he respectfully remained silent about it and nodded his head.

"And be yourself," Tea's voice drifted over to them from the doorway, as she stood smiling at them, with something folded over her left arm. "That's the most important thing."

Yami's eyes darted over to her in surprise as he had not heard her approach them, whereas Yugi just smirked back in return.

"You're funny and you have a nice personality Yugi, as well as interesting. She likes that about you; otherwise she would never have agreed to go out with you in the first place. Just remember not to try so hard and relax." She walked over and held out the shirt she found for him, which he got up from his seat to take, and then carefully wrapped her arms around Yami from behind.

"Yeah, but maybe not too much of yourself," Yami advised in a dry tone.

Yugi, ignoring him, flapped the shirt out and grinned excitedly, "Ooooo…nice, very nice!" It was a black, short sleeved button up shirt with silver threading that gave it an additional light sparkle in the light. "Shiny!"

Yami rolled his eyes, and ran his hands up her arms which she had loosely around over his shoulders. "It appears he has yet to grow out of his obsession for shiny things."

Yugi lowered the shirt so that he could see Yami, "I was obviously a Lampie in my past life."

Both Tea and Yami frowned at him. "A what?" Yami eventually asked.

Yugi seemed taken aback, "A Lampie…come on Yami, you can't tell me you don't remember The Lampies do you?"

Yami shook his head warily and Tea shrugged when Yugi looked over at her, hoping for some recognition. "Oh come on you two they had that cool theme song and everything! You know um – If you start looking around, up high or deep underground; You will see light everywhere, but how does it get there?" Yugi started to vibrate in his steps and start weird dance, which reminded him of the last scene during ending credits of the show Hamtaro, when the said hamster himself was dancing to the ending song. "Flashlight, Spot light, Traffic light, Flood light, Torch light, Fairy light, Porch light…'who keeps you safe at night?' La la la la – It's The Lampies! La la la la la la – Everywhere!"

Tea and Yami shared a brief concerned look, before Yugi made another dance movement that brought their attention right back to him. "They light up the world, making sure there's no trouble…If the power should fail, they'll come at the double! Street light, wall light, strobe light, gas light, foot light, cab light, sky light, dimmer light, blue light, white light, brake light, bright light…'who keeps you safe at night?' La la la la – It's the Lampies. La la la la la la it's the Lampies…la la Lampiiiiiiiies!" Yugi ended dramatically with his arms outstretched.

For a moment there was just silence, with each of them sharing glances between one another, until eventually Tea said, "Oh yeah I remember that show!"

"Oh," Yami said with a slight bit of nervousness, "It's actually real?"

Tea gave him an amused grin, "Yeah, it was a kid's show, about these little people that lived inside street light globes, and operated them…I think, haven't seen it in years."

He didn't voice it, but the first thing that went through his mind at that moment, was how did people come up with shit like that? He shook his head in disbelief before eyeing Yugi. "What the hell made you think of that?"

Yugi shrugged, "I don't know, it doesn't even have anything to do with the shirt, but it popped into my head and I just felt like singing it. I still can't believe you don't remember it though Yami!"

"Well I'm glad I did," Yami responded dryly, before kissing Tea's forearm, not quite done yet with her, as they still had some unfinished business to take care of.

Yugi rolled his eyes, before trying on the shirt, and gave it a satisfied smirk when it fit him perfectly, and man did it look good! "Tea, I approve of your choice!" he fondly complimented her, before spinning on his heels, to show it off.

Tea chuckled, "It looks good on you Yugi, and it'll look even better with a leather jacket."

"Yeah!" Yugi agreed as he came to a spinning halt facing them, "Just imagine how it would look in…" His voice trailed off and suddenly his expression became semi grim and remorseful. "In Ally…"

Yami rolled his eyes, and gently broke away from Tea's hold as he rose to his feet. "Yeah may she rest in peace, in the great big junkyard in the sky, come on," Yami patted his brother on the shoulder and nudged his head in the doorway's direction, before leading the way out the room.

"My Ally does not belong in a junkyard!" Yugi growled defensively, "Oh and I should probably get rid of the towel huh?" Before Yami could get a word out his mouth, or even truly react, Yugi tore the towel off from around his waist and flung it in Yami's horrified face.

Yami quickly clawed his way out the fluffy black towel, eyes bulging in their sockets at Yugi's horrendous actions, only to taken over by a wave of relief and irritation, when Yugi stood, grinning at his reaction, 'modestly' dressed in a pair of Yami's simple, silk black boxers… In all his life, there had never been a time as tempting as this, where Yami wanted to throttle his brother. Yugi cocked an eyebrow and innocently shrugged, as though to say 'what's your problem?' before dashing over across the room, with vampiric speed and pulled a tongue at him, childishly.

"If those are mine - and I think they are – you can keep them after tonight," Yami growled, with a slight wince as several disgusting ideas on where they could possibly end up, while in Yugi's care, occurred to him, and he visibly trembled.

"Tozz fiik!" Yugi cursed in Egyptian.

Yami raised an eyebrow as he walked passed his younger twin, "Gaatak dahya."

"I've already told you I'm not welcome there," Yugi responded, as they reached the staircase. "Besides, I don't think I'll find a decent ride down there, so why would I?"

Yami rolled his eyes. "Have you thought about getting her restored?" he inquired, without any enthusiasm.

Yugi chuckled bitterly, "Restore what? The only things left of her are parts of her metal frame and a few thingamajigs that are burnt to unrecognisable shit!"

"Sounds like a lost cause then," Yami answered insensitively.

"You don't say!" Yugi spat sarcastically, as he hopped onto the stairway's railing, and slid down it childishly, reaching the bottom first. Yami watched him slide past with a raised eyebrow, which he continued to regard Yugi with until he stepped down to his side, and shook his head dismissively, before walking to the door that led down into the garage.

He flipped the light switch that was just beside the doorframe on top of the glassy stairway, and they were immediately greeted by a white heavenly light that seemed to make his Ferrari glow like a centre piece angel. Yugi looked at it longingly, but didn't say anything as he followed Yami over to the vehicle, and stopped when he stopped. Yami stared at his prized possession for a long time, before slowly turning around to face Yugi, and carefully leant up against it with his arms folded, "…Since you kept Tea safe when I couldn't, I owe you."

Yugi waved him off, "Pft! Please, you're my brother; I'd help you any day with an attractive girl."

Yami rolled his eyes, "No kidding…but regardless, I owe you…so Ra forbid…I'm going to let you borrow my car tonight."

Yugi's eyes widened, "Whoa…come again, I think I heard you wrong?"

Yami sighed, "But…if it comes back to me, with just so much as a scratch Yugi…so help me Ra, I will kill you!" He reluctantly held out his hand, in which his car keys were dangling from an iron-clenched fist. "So drive carefully, and that means no drinking tonight either, or getting stoned."

"Yes Dad!" Yugi grumbled sarcastically. "But just to let you know, you're not the boss of me!"

Yami narrowed his eyes at him, "When you're driving a car that's worth more than your life on the black-market, I am. And just so that you know, you shouldn't be drinking anyway."

Yugi raised an eyebrow, "And why's that?"

"The legal drinking age here in the states is 21," Yami informed him, as Yugi reached out to take his keys. For a moment, he couldn't let go of them, as the instinctive feeling that this was a very, very big mistake, maundered in the back of his mind. However, after a few rapid glances between each other's faces and the keys, Yugi managed to snatch them from Yami's fingers, and shot him a glare, before giving his input.

"Yeah, so what we're not locals?" he argued.

"It's also 21 in Egypt," Yami stated, with a small roll of his eyes. "18 if you're a beer drinker, which you're not."

"Well fine! How old do you need to be, in Japan then?" Yugi pressed on, this time folding his arms defiantly.

Yami thought for a moment, "It's either 20 or 21, but regardless of that, you can't just be Japanese whenever it suits you, and it wouldn't even matter if you could, because as long as you're in this country, you have to follow by its rules."

Oh, Mr. Responsibility! Yugi thought in annoyance as he rolled his eyes. The people that lived in their own country couldn't even follow the rules; they killed, raped, and stole from each other all the damn time. "Okay fine, whatever. I'll plan a trip to Afghanistan next! Unlike the rest of the world's countries that have their heads stuck up their own anuses, drugs are legal! You don't get a place more, accommodating than that!"

"True Yugi, drugs are legal there," Yami smirked at him and chuckled. "But guess what."

Yugi cocked an eyebrow, before rolling his eyes and groaned, "Let me guess, the legal drinking age there is 21?"

Yami shook his head, "Nope. Afghanistan doesn't have a drinking age…"

Yugi's eyes widened, "Is that place heaven?"

Yami laughed, which confused Yugi for a moment, before he went on to explain, "Oh Yugi, if it's too good to be true brother, it generally is. No, Afghanistan believe it or not, doesn't allow drinking at all, in fact its illegal. So basically they run oppositely to every other country in the world." He patted Yugi on the back, semi roughly before shoving himself off his car and began to make his way back to the staircase.

"Whoa, whoa wait! What the fuck? You're telling me that the drug capital of the world, the one that produces 90 percent of the world's heroin, and even went as far as making it legal to smoke down in gallons…banned alcohol?" Yugi gushed incredulously. "That ain't right." However, he found himself secretly smiling behind Yami's back. Whether he was conscious of it or not, Yami had just referred to Yugi as 'brother' again, just like the old days.

"Go to South Africa for your next trip, the legal drinking age there is 18."

Yugi raised an eyebrow, "Is that like an African jungle place? With all those weird killer diseases and wild animals?"

Yami shook his head, before narrowing his eyes at him, "Yeah it's exactly like that…and you know what else, they don't have roads either…or cars. If you want to get around you've got to go via elephant back, and wash in rivers, because there's no indoor pluming." His voice had been thick with sarcasm, but Yugi didn't seem to be able to tell.

"Ra those poor fuckers, how do they live?"

"Yugi, don't be stupid. South Africa! South! Ring any bells?" Yami growled through clenched teeth.

Yugi shrugged, "All I'm hearing is south, south, sooooouth…and Africa. And when I think of Africa, I see monkeys, and lions, and those stripy horses..."

Yami's eyebrow twitched, before he shook his head in defeat. 'Dear Ra my brother is a complete idiot.' He waved Yugi off before he could say anything more, as it had become too painful to listen to. "It's developed Yugi…" and after realizing that Yugi might not quite understand the full extent of that, he quickly added, "They have TV."

Yugi's eyes widened, "Wow…when did that happen?"

Yami stared at him for a long, long time, before finally asking, "Do you care?"

"Nah, not really," he replied in a bored tone, before stretching. "Guess I better get ready?"

Yami massaged the bridge of his nose, before turning to go up the stairway. "Please, please do!"

When they re-entered the house, they found Tea sitting at the kitchen isle sorting through a wide range of different fruits with a blender beside her.

"Hmm…making smoothies?" Yami purred as he eyed the ingredients she was chopping up. Tea, as he had discovered that morning, was a master in the kitchen, able to make even the of blandest meals taste like they came from a world class restaurant, or maybe even better. He couldn't wait to find out what her smoothies would taste like, especially since she seemed to be working with cherries, purple grapes and strawberries.

She beamed at him brightly, "Yip, I thought it would be a good idea to get you hooked on a treat that's healthy for you." While holding his gaze, she pointed at an empty seat in front of her, "Sit!"

Yami playfully rolled his eyes, "I'm not that hurt-"

"Not listening," she said in a sing-song voice, before looking up at Yugi, "Would you like me to make you one too Yugi?"

Trust Tea to try and make things normal. He smiled at her and shook his head, "Nah, its okay, thanks."

Yami stole one of the cherries and popped it into his mouth, stem and all, as he watched Tea work her magic, adding all sorts of secret ingredients into the blender, before she looked up and smiled at Yugi. "Hey, Yugi, would you mind doing me a small favour tonight? But only if you got time."

Yugi beamed at her, "Of course, I'll even make time if I have to, what do you need? I can get you anything you ask for!"

"Well…" Tea began, before a light blush burnt onto her cheeks. "I kind of need my stuff."

Yugi chuckled lowly, and nodded his head in understanding, "Totally get it, sorry about that, I just wasn't expecting you to need any clothes while you were with him." He nudged his head in Yami's direction, as he choked in shock, before slamming a fist into his shoulder. "Ow! What the hell was that for?"

Tea giggled nervously, though clearly embarrassed. "Um, thanks Yugi."

Yami growled warningly at Yugi, shaking his head in a slow threatening manner that was signalling a lot of pain in the near future for his younger twin, before he came to the end of his cherry's juicy flesh, leaving behind only the stem, which he had a certain ritual of dealing with. His cheek twitched slightly, which caught Yugi's attention first, and after seeing him stare at Yami with such focussed curiosity, Tea found herself looking at him too. Yami didn't realize he was the centre of attention and continued to play with the stem in his mouth until he had knotted it, before carefully pulling it out in the politest way he could, discovering he was been watched the second he looked up.

"What the hell did you just do?" Yugi gasped.

Yami looked between Tea's awed expression, and Yugi's shocked one, and suddenly felt very unsure of himself, wondering what he had done wrong. "Uh…what are you talking about?" He had only stolen a damn cherry, so why were they looking at him like that?

"I didn't know you could do that?" Tea said lowly, with wide amazed eyes that suddenly held a tinge of…lust? What the hell was going on? Yami looked down and saw his knotted stem, and suddenly wondered if this was what they were talking about.

"You mean this?"

Yugi leaned over, with his jaw partly dropped open, as he observed the stem with a critical and then suddenly bemused look, before he sat back in his chair and shook his head. "Unbelievable!"

"What-" Yami tried, but Tea, with a rather suggestive smile, stopped him to explain.

"Being able to do that-" she pointed to the knotted stem, "Proves that you're a good kisser." She winked at him. "Which is really sexy."

"Eww, can I please not hear how 'sexy' my brother is, yuck! I mean I shouldn't even know that he's a good kisser! That information should be classified!" Yugi groaned and complained, seeming to bring his hands up to cover his ears.

"Alright Yugi, then I won't go on to tell you all about his other 'amazing' skills that I'm picturing right now…" Tea winked at Yami once again, to which he hotly, smirked in response to.

Yugi cringed and looked as though he was about to throw up, "Not an image I ever want in my head!"

"Or how naturally gifted he is," Tea continued, now outright tormenting them both in different ways; the first been that she was severely turning Yami on, and the second been that she was psychologically damaging Yugi's state of mind.

"That is it! I don't think I'm old enough to be sitting here for this, and I'm definitely not going to hang around to watch you two go at each other like a couple of horny teen-" he paused for a second and shook his head, "Never mind! I'm still out of here!"

Yami reached out and grabbed the end of his shirt, which stopped him from leaving. "Don't forget to put some pants on before you leave."

Yugi shot Yami a disappointed look, "Oh for Ra's sake, you don't really believe I'd forget to do something like that do you?"

Yami shrugged, before giving him a more serious look, "And get Lamia to get you Tea's things."

Yugi frowned at him, "Why?"

"Because I said so," Yami answered simply, without offering an explanation.

"Say guys?" Tea suddenly piped up, which brought both their attentions to her. "When will I actually get to meet her?"

The twins shared a brief, uncomfortable look, before Yugi eventually said, "You don't want to."

Yami rolled his eyes, and stopped Tea before she could ask further into Yugi's judgemental comment. "I'm not comfortable with allowing her anywhere near you until I know that I can trust her."

"Yeah, and she's got a few screws loose too, which makes it worse," Yugi commented, which almost earned him another mini blow to the shoulder.

"She's not crazy Yugi, just…eccentric," Yami explained, kindly.

"Eccentric? What the hell would you know? I've actually spent time with her!" Yugi argued.

"Whoa, wait, crazy? Is she safe to be allowed on the streets then? I mean, could she hurt someone?" Tea asked, totally unaware of the painful predicament she had put her boyfriend in.

To tell the truth, or stretch it…that was what Yami had to decide, but unexpectedly, Yugi had his back, as he waved her off. "Nah, she may be a little screwed up, but most of our kind, generally are…even me," he winked at her playfully. "The streets are as safe as they were, before she arrived. It's just that, we aren't too sure if she's broken ties with that-" Yugi waved his hand around in a loose circle as he tried to think of the name he was looking for, "Baka-uru guy. Once we know for absolute certainty that we're playing on the same side, you two can meet and be the greatest BFFs ever and so on and so forth. Okay?"

Tea nodded, seeming satisfied with the answer, before shoving the last of her ingredients into the blender. "Okay Yugi, I trust you."

Why did she have to say that! Yugi almost flinched, but managed to hold onto the friendly smile he had plastered over his lips.

Yami didn't seem to notice anything other than Tea, whom he was studying with a scorching gaze that Yugi honestly believed, would eventually leave marks. It was suddenly getting too hot in that kitchen for his comfort level.

'Seriously, you don't need to be so damn obvious about it, you perv!' Yugi mailed him telepathically, throwing his older twin a disgusted look. 'It's gross!'

Yami raised an eyebrow as though he didn't understand what Yugi had meant, until it finally dawned on him, and he shot him a semi-apologetic look, before adding, "Enjoy your date."

"Thanks, I will," he replied back politely, before telepathically adding, 'Anything, will be better than knowing what's going to happen the second I leave...nasty.'

"Enjoy you're evening Yugi and good luck!" Tea called after him, to which he waved and blew her a kiss as a response, before disappearing through the door that led into the garage. "Say Yami, did you notice how bouncy he was tonight? It's like he couldn't sit still."

Yami snickered, and made his way over to her side, before pulling her into a comfortable embrace. "Nervous energy…lots and lots of nervous energy."

---

(A few minutes later)

The place was quiet when Yugi left, providing the exact, intense situation that Yami and Tea needed to allow temptation and desire to get the better of them, though a certain idea on Yugi's behalf had provided some inspiration as to where and how they'd go about it…

Tea gave Yami a quick kiss, allowing him only a small taste of what was to come, before picking up her delicious smoothie, and disappearing out the room, leaving him to finish his, in silence while she went on to prepare the hot tub. When she found it however, in a secret, separate section of the indoor garden, her mouth gaped, open in absolute amazement and awe, never having seen anything quite like it before, except in her wildest of dreams and fantasies.

It looked like a heavenly oasis, with a hot tub 'pool' disguised as a bottomless hot spring, surrounded by realistic stone structures that made up part of a volcanic appearing dome that also served as a fountain, which bled water back into the tub in a long and gentle, misty curtain-like, stream. Surrounding it were also exotic appearing ferns and Irish ground moss hugging the rocks; and to top the exotic, paradise look off, were the hanging transparent drapes that would close off their private affairs with a simple tug at the golden rope holding them back. All it needed now were a few burning candles, which she found in a tiny supply closet, conveniently beside the tub, all strawberry scented, as well as a bottle of massaging oil.

She had been busy lighting the candles and placing them along the tub's edge, when Yami had followed her scent into the room and found her, sharing one look between her and the tub, and smirked. "I think I'm in the right place."

Tea winked and grinned at him, before placing the red candle she was holding down beside her, and leant back to look up at her boyfriend who was suddenly towering over her. He lightly stroked the side of her face, before leaning down to capture her lips with his, sliding his hand down her shoulder until it reached her waist, and then pulled her closer to him. At first their lips just smoothed against each other, but then Yami began to nibble her bottom lip, which created a hot pulsation of electric spikes and pleasurable chills through them. Tea deepened the kiss, initiating a tongue war, putting Yami's skills to good use.

When pressed her up against his body, Tea could feel the nudge of his hardened member against her exposed thigh, and allowed one of her hands, which she had had pressed up against his firm muscular chest, slide downward with passionate slowness, until she reached his crotch, teasingly giving him a firm squeeze through his leather that caused him to gasp and clench his eyes shut.

"Tea…" he whispered alluringly, thickly caked with evident need and desire.

Hearing his voice pitched as low and as deeply as that, excited Tea, who gave him another firm stroke, before sliding her thumb beneath the belt line of his pants, lightly caressing the skin that just covered the sharp bone of his hip. Yami sighed breathlessly, before opening his eyes and focussing his dark, crimson gaze on the beauty before him. "That is not fair."

Tea offered him a desirable and suggestive grin as she removed her hand away from his lower region, in which he actually pouted at the loss of contact for, before running both her hands up his chest, been careful not to add to much pressure around his sensitive heart area, and rested them at his collarbone. "I don't play fair."

Yami's lips curled into a smirk. "I think I could still - deal with that," he leant down and whispered in her ear, before kissing the sensitive spot on her neck just below it. And how he would enjoy it…

He pulled back from Tea, still holding her, and glanced at the dark, bubbling water. "Hmm…that water looks really inviting."

Tea giggled lowly, as she massaged his shoulders from the front. "Yeah it does, doesn't it, want to get in?"

Yami stole a quick glance at her, while she had her attention on the tub, and grinned mischievously. He took her by the hips and pushed her backward a little as he leant into her, which she seemed to trust for a while, until he had her dangerously over the edge, using one strong arm to support her back so that she didn't slide out his hold. She shot him a questioning glance; before he started to hungrily nibble her throat with kisses, putting her at a false sense of security, while he bent his right knee up, to lean against the ledge.

By the time she realized what he was doing they were falling into the tub, smoothly and easily, plummeting through the sultry and bubbling liquid, which engulfed them, still in mid kiss. It was the only time that they truly realized the enormity of the tub, which was far deeper than it had looked from the surface. Yami held Tea up as they burst to the surface for air, him laughing whereas she gasped in shock.

"Ah!" she squeaked, "Yami, my robe-"

He cut her off with a hungry and passionate kiss, while his hand wondered down her side, and escaped through a wet, open flap that allowed him to the feel skin that covered her ribs. She eagerly returned the kiss, and pressed her body up closer to him, before wrapping her legs around his waist, and rubbed up against his evident bulge, which earned a low growl of suppressed need from Yami's throat.

The white silk of her kimono-styled night robe, clung to her body, transparently revealing what had been hidden beneath it in the most erotic way imaginable, whereas Yami's black bad-boy, sleeveless shirt left nothing to the imagination. Remembering how his chest looked beneath the shower back in her apartment, Tea could no longer resist the temptation to peel off his offending garment.

Her hands snuck beneath the hems of his shirt, as she slowly lifted it up. Once that was removed, she quickly began nipping at the exposed flesh, which shone brightly in the warm glow of the candle light, seeming to truly emphasise his muscular form. Yami on the other hand, had undone the ribbon that held the silky material together, and managed to pry it off her, loving the sensation of her completely exposed form pressed against him.

As their kissing became hungrier, while their skin clutching and petting became more adventurous, they were no longer conscious of anything but the pleasure and excitement. He absently sat back on the tub's underwater ledge, and pulled Tea up on top of him, in which she straddled his hips with her legs; all without breaking their kiss.

Eventually, though, Yami was woken up from his dazed unconscious haze, when his pants got so tight with arousal that they began to uncomfortably constrict his lower half, making it too painful to ignore. He moved his hand downward to unzip his pants, and was relieved by the sense of open freedom it gave him once he got it undone.

Tea pulled away from his slightly, while still hugging him around the neck and looked into his eyes. "Are you sure this isn't hurting you?"

Yami smirked, and using both his hands, guided her down by the hips onto his crotch, groaning softly as the physical sensation sent ripples of pleasure all through his body. "Definitely not hurting me," he whispered huskily with his eyes closed, as he tried to steady his breathing and control.

Tea laughed softly as she grinded into him, earning another light growl from him. "I wanted to give you a massage first," she whispered in his ear.

Yami winced, before puppy pouting.

She giggled at his expression before playfully rolling her eyes, "I guess there's time for that later." She winked at him, before positioning herself to allow him easy access into her, inviting him in with a suggestive smirk of her own, which had him submitting to her entirely. They shared a brief hot look, before Yami thrust into her, and she had to bite her lip to prevent a cry from escaping her.

He wrapped his arms around her, before pulling her as close to him as possible, as he continued to thrust in and out of her at a slow, but intense pace, and kissed his way along her neck until he reached her ear, where he whispered his command. "Don't hold back, I want to hear you tonight."

"Yami!" Tea moaned his name in desire, as she clawed at his back. He sounded way too hot to be real.

His thrusts became faster and harder, and Tea bobbed her body in time with each of them, feeling her walls constrict around its saucy invader, and a build up of energy she couldn't wait to release. "Ra…Tea, you're so tight," Yami growled lustfully against the crook of her neck.

That's because he was so big, but Tea didn't have time to voice her answer, as he hit her sweet spot dead on. She cried out in absolute bliss, unable to hold it back, and stuck her nails into the soft tissue of his shoulders, as she threw her head back. The pleasure was intense; so much that it vibrated through them. Yami hissed enjoyably at the sharp pain of her nails digging into his skin, which added as an additional thrill factor, and nipped at the side of her neck, gently enough so that he didn't draw blood, though the instinct was there.

When he hit her spot a second time, she was less hesitant to hold back her moans, and repeatedly chanted his name in his ear. He tightened his hold on her as he felt his body reached its peak, and by the feel of her walls clenching tightly around him he could tell that she was reaching hers as well.

By some sudden instinct, far more powerful than he had ever encountered with in the past, Yami had found himself with his lips near Tea's neck, his fangs just a fraction away from her skin. There were no hindering thoughts to stop him, no conscious ability to realize his actions, only the idea that it would make their experience even better. He closed in on her, lightly brushing the tips along her bare skin, as he listened to her needy pants and moans, sensing the explosion before it came. So close… All he needed to do was bite down. His instincts were screaming at him!

"Oh gods, Yami!" Tea alarmed him, as her entire body tensed with his, snapping him out of his trance.

He instinctively braced himself, by tightening his grip onto her, forcing his fangs back to where they belonged as his heart raced against his chest, both at the intensity of their oncoming climax as well as the shock of what he had almost done. However, as soon as their orgasm clawed its hold on them, there was no thinking, only feeling. Tea called out his name, and bit down on his shoulder, almost breaking through skin. His breath hitched in his throat and he thrust just one last time, before collapsing back, and felt Tea do the same.

She wrapped her arms around him, and sighed blissfully, before kissing him up the chest, until she eventually found his lips, muttering several words in between them as she went along. "You. Are. A. God!"

He forced a low chuckle, before kissing her back, his mind reeling at the thought of what could have happened if she hadn't broken him out of his haze. That was close…too close.

She rested her head on his shoulder and sighed in content, finding everything about the world at that moment to be absolutely perfect… until something clicked and the hot tub stopped working.

They both shot each other a questioning look, before Yami pulled away slightly and angled his neck to see into one of the other room's, finding it to be absolutely dark. "Looks like the power's out," he figured, before reluctantly bringing Tea closer to him. "I guess one of 'The Lampies' screwed up somewhere."

Tea giggled, before placing both her hands on the sides of his face and looked back into his eyes, which reacted beautifully to candle light, and kissed him. Yami held back for a second, still wary of having any physical contact with her, but immediately fell victim to her kiss.

"By the way…" she whispered in between the kiss.

"Mmmhmm?" Yami mumbled back.

"Will you…teach me…how…to knot…cherry stems…sometime?"

Yami smiled into the kiss, before deepening it, his actions speaking way louder than words.

---

(- To Yugi)

Yugi had trouble adjusting to the anxiety that was crawling beneath his skin, and felt his grip automatically tighten on the steering wheel as he made a turn. Contraire to popular belief, it was actually true that Yugi had not gone on many dates before…in fact this could technically be classified as his second, that is, if he didn't count a unique outing with Dendera as his first, which was sometimes hard to figure out. But no, Yugi didn't date - sure he had 'swing-by-flings' and brief one night stands, but he had never actually taken a girl out and spent what he considered to be 'innocent' time with her for more than a few hours, actually…talking about stuff. It had been an idea so foreign to him that Yugi had honestly believed he never would…and yet, here he was, about to take Razz on a date.

Was he losing it?

He blinked several times as though trying to wake up from a dream, before twitching his mouth slightly, as his mind drifted back to thoughts of Dendera, who he always seemed to think about whenever he thought about girls in general, and remembered the outing they had on the night of his eighteenth birthday, which was the closest thing he could think of that he had ever come to an actual date.

One that he'd definitely never be able to mimic with Razz.

(Flashback)

Hands clawed their way down his chest, smudging the trails of blood that stained his skin, into splotchy patterns, while he thrust hard and fast into her, pounding her body further and further into the bed that her body was laid on. The vampire girl screamed in ecstasy before throwing her head back as he hit her sweet spot over and over again, sending her long red hair back like a velvet curtain, as she dug her nails deeply into his skin. Yugi hissed at the intensity of the pleasure brought on by the sharp pain, and immediately sank his fangs into the side of her neck, bringing forth an orgasm that had the young seductress squirming beneath him. He grunted with his eyes shut tightly, breathing heavily as the pleasure subsided, before forcing himself off her and rolled onto his back, at her side.

It was his eighteenth birthday, though it hardly mattered to anyone in the tomb, as unlike the modern era, the ancient Egyptians, which happened to be the generation that mostly governed the vampires there, did not celebrate birthdays. There was no birthday feast or any happy birthday greetings for him that evening when he had awoken, just like the all the other 17 birthdays that had come and gone just like any other normal day, nobody cared.

The only one whose human years they cared about now, was Yami's, not that they granted him any special attention either.

So…In the end, Yugi had decided to simply celebrate his own birthday in the best way he knew how. And Lazuli was just that.

Lazuli was a somewhat younger vampire, who although not quite as skilled as Dendera was in their category of vampire, definitely made one hell of a long-lasting impression. Her dark red locks in a shade that appeared eerily like blood and crystal clear silver eyes, specked with light blue sparks, had given her an odd kind of evil beauty; one which had a surprising reaction on the young prince, who openly displayed his preference for brunettes.

Unlike Dendera, Lazuli was more submissive and enjoyed been taken, rather than trying to dominate him, which may have been the spark of his attraction to her in the fist place. He didn't like to dwell on it however and immediately started to climb back into his leather pants, which was the only item of clothing that had survived their lustful encounter, as his shirt lay in a shredded tatter by the foot of the bed, stained with their dark blood that was mixed together intimately.

Lazuli stroked her bare chest in slow motion with a saucy look in her eyes and a seductive pout as she regarded his muscular form, before biting her lip and giving a low needy groan. Yugi however, didn't feel like playing her game anymore, having grown bored with her already and wanted to move onto a different girl…preferably one he could feed off of.

"My prince, are you sure you want to leave so soon…?" The invite was pretty clear, and Yugi was tempted to take her up on that offer, which he probably would have, if the heavy wooden doors to the harem's chamber, didn't bang open as Dendera strode in, brimming with dark power and elegance.

"My apologies sister, but our high priest demands your presence immediately," she said breezily, casting her former apprentice an icy glare, which sent the young vampire enough of an indication to get out of the room quickly, if she valued her existence. She slid gracefully off the silky bedspread and rose to her feet, almost seeming to float as she made her way over to Yugi, before giving him a respectful bow and disappeared out the room, briefly flashing him one last look that made it quite clear, he could call on her at any time he wished. Dendera waited for her to leave, before turning to him and smiled, "Did you enjoy your playtime, Prince Yugi?"

"Nice dress," Yugi commented, without paying her any further attention, his mood suddenly dark as anger set in.

Dendera had been disrespectful by barging in on him and having the audacity to send away his little toy for the evening without his permission, an insolent act that in most circumstances would have gotten her destroyed, but Dendera was far too confident in her ability to 'control' him. At least, that was what she thought she was doing. Yugi on the other hand, knew exactly what she was up to, and played along for the mere thrill of it, but that didn't mean he'd simply let her make decisions for him.

She glanced down at her simply pleated white dress made of fine silk that hugged her body smoothly and emphasized its hotness…but it was also something that she wore often and hardly special enough to warrant much of a compliment from him, especially when he had a blatant lack of concern for anything she wore, preferring to see her naked. "Why…thank you Sire."

"I'm going out," Yugi said in a low, almost threatening tone, which warned her that he did not want to be disturbed or hindered.

He felt Dendera boldly run a hand up his bare back and stroke the back of his neck. "I have something prepared for you," She whispered lowly, before running her tongue along the spot her fingers had previously caressed, stopping at his hairline.

"I don't care," Yugi hissed, before shrugging her away from him with a violent twist, stunning her momentarily as he tried to stalk his way over to the open doorway. She moved in front of him before he could leave the room, and cutely leant back against the frame, giving him an enticing look, while cocking her head to the side and studying him.

"Are you angered that I rid you of that inexperienced child, my much more deserving Prince?" She was playing with him now, secretly taunting him from the side, like she usually did. He could always hear it in her voice and see it in her soulless eyes.

"I just want to find better company to spend my evening with, now get out my way," Yugi commanded in a voice filled with authority, which when used on most vampires, even ones much older than himself, would have them immediately obeying him and scattering out his way… Dendera however, was different.

She grinned up at him and cutely shook her head in a childlike way, "But it's your birthday…I wanted to pleasure you with something special that I know you'd like!"

Yugi threw her a questioning look, before frowning with a certain amount of curiosity. "Why?"

There was a spark of something in her eyes that seemed unsure and somewhat nervous, but it was gone just as quickly as it came, and replaced by her seductive confidence. "Do I need a reason?"

Yugi gazed at her suspiciously.

She was one of the oldest existing vampires that made up their clan, born and raised during the dynasty of Rameses the second, as the daughter of one of the said pharaoh's sons, and despite her absolute fascination with the modern era, she was the perfect example of a vampire who could never let go of the traditions and customs that she had been brought up with during her own time. This was something Yugi learnt when he actually spent time with the beautiful seductress, and it was because of this that Yugi found her motives quite suspicious, because she was the very last person he had ever expected to break tradition. "I guess not…"

She lifted off her leaning post and glided over to him, before eyeing his chest hungrily. "Mmm…Lazuli needs to learn how to retract her claws," she purred, before pressing her lips to the skin, in the hollow of his neck. "I don't know why you went to her instead of me." For a moment Yugi detected a slight tinge of hurt pride in her voice, but ignored it as she started to lick the blood off him. He stood still, watching her as she eventually dropped to her knees, cleaning him off while presenting the most erotic sight she could muster, for his entertainment.

"I take it we won't have far to go, if you have time to adorn me with this kind of attention?" Yugi muttered eventually, when she reached the middle of his stomach, trying to mask the desire in his voice with a bored sounding one, as sinful images of what he could do to her played in his mind. She smiled against his skin, before pulling away and standing up straight, slowly wiping away a smear of blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Oh, I plan to bestow you with a lot more my Prince…" she smirked at him seductively, before running her index finger down his chest and over the ripples of his abs. "But as for the location, well…we must move quickly."

She held out her hand to him, which he took reluctantly, deciding he'd rather see for himself what she was up to, than spend an entire night curiously wondering about it. She briskly lead him out of the tomb and passed several other vampires who were skulking around in the shadows, some throwing him wary and frightened glances, while others bowed their heads in respect. None of them were brave enough to throw him any snide remarks or show any defensive reactions to his presence like they had in the past, which he ignored dismissively.

Once they reached the top of the stone stairway and flung aside the doors, a warm gust of desert air engulfed them, blowing Yugi's bangs to the side of his face with a gentle, motherly caress that he could hardly feel. She continued to drag him along behind her, without stopping, as she made her way down the side of the tomb and along an invisible pathway that lead more towards the great open desert, which was devoid of any life and vegetation. "Where are you taking me?" he sighed in annoyance. Truthfully he had hoped they'd go more towards the nearby city, where he could pick up a snack along the way.

"Patience my Prince, patience," she responded in a sing song voice that carried through the night like an angelic siren's call, before giggling lightly in a ringing bell like tone.

Yugi glanced around at their surroundings, taking in the tall sand dunes that would find themselves somewhere else by morning, and the bright twinkling of the stars above them of an entire galaxy, fully exposed without the distraction of Cairo's city lights and obstruction of clouds. He had hoped that he'd at least see a shooting star this time, but was without any luck, as Dendera pulled him to a stop. "Allow me to put a blindfold on you, Sire," Dendera requested sweetly, as a long silky black cloth had spontaneously materialized in her hands. Where had that come from?

Yugi didn't like the idea of been led blindly somewhere, but he didn't want to look like a coward in front of her, so he simply shrugged and allowed it, before been led away yet again while she held his arm. When they eventually came to a stop, he noted something different in the air. It seemed heavier and had an ancient feel of some kind of sacredness to it, along with an old and new vibe of suffering and fear. Strange…

Yugi reached up and pulled his blindfold off before Dendera had the chance, and was surprised to come face to face with a doorway that led into a tomb. "What is this place?" he asked through a frowned expression. He could hear a human's steady beating heart from somewhere down below in its pitch black darkness that almost seemed endless, but what interested him most, was the dark vibe he got off the place that seemed conflicted by holiness.

"This is where they executed the ones who practiced Shadow magic, as well as any other, who dealt the pharaohs of Egypt great offence during the ancient times. And by executed I mean sacrificed...whether or not the pharaohs knew of it, remains unclear." She was massaging his shoulders as she whispered the tomb's grizzly past in his ear, before moving away and took a step ahead of him, taking his hand along with her. "Come on, I have better use for it."

Yugi glanced at it warily, before making a step to follow her, sensing eyes on him as he followed her into the infinite darkness, wondering what the hell she had up her sleeve. Seeing where they were going was naturally not a problem, as Yugi could see as clearly as a human could in sunlight, but what he saw, hardly made any sense. Growing up and living in the tombs, had given Yugi a good indication on how they should look…but this tomb in particular, seemed way more cave like with hardly any decoration on the walls or floors. He was too caught up in his own thoughts however, that he hadn't realized they were nearing a stop, until Dendera clutched his hand and slowed to a halt in front of a large door.

"What I have for you waits in there," she whispered into his ear huskily, sending anxious chills through his body, which vibrated his needs quite clearly. He tried to turn off his emotions and shrugged, before taking a step forward and pushing the door open, unexpectedly encountering a sight he knew he'd never forget for as long as he remained walking on the Earth.

The first thing his gaze was drawn to was the young human girl in the centre of the room, sitting by a fire that was burning out of an enormous stone structure that looked similar to a goblet, seeming too deep in thought to even realise their presence. The next, were the walls, which looked as though it had been paved over with millions of white and glassy quartz stones, sparkling red in the firelight.

He suddenly felt Dendera stir at his side, as she ran one of her hands along his bare arm before sliding something up it. He whipped his head around to see what she was doing and was surprised to find that she was dressing him in a studded leather jacket, which he immediately recognized as one of Yami's favourites, and raised an eyebrow.

"This looks much better on you," Dendera purred in his ear seductively, after noticing his questioning expression, as she slid it all the way up to cover his shoulder.

Yugi knew it was all a load of crocodile crap, but remained silent as she dressed his other arm in the second sleeve, suddenly engulfed by Yami's scent, which was strong enough to insinuate that he had just worn it not less than ten minutes ago. How convenient…

When she was done, she smirked up at him and gestured to the girl with an evil glint in her eye. "A gift," she whispered, which was loud enough to startle the girl in attention to their presence at long last. She squinted through the darkness as she tried to distinguish them from the shadows, before nervously calling out to them.

"Hello, is anyone there?"

She had a strange and unusual sounding accent, one that Yugi had never heard before.

"Dendera…is that you?" she said in a low and wary voice, cowering back slightly, as though she thought moving an inch further away from them, would make any difference if her life was in danger.

She knew Dendera by name? He looked over at the vampire beside him, with an eyebrow raised questionably, and found her wicked smile almost alarming, as she winked at him and gestured him forward, before stepping into the light and giving the human an almost friendly smile.

"Fear not my little friend, it is indeed I…and a very special other," she smirked back at Yugi, as he followed her into light, before returning her attention back to the girl, who gasped upon seeing him. "As promised, I was not gone long." It was strange for him to hear her speak English, but there was no denying what the sound of her thick accent around each word, was doing to him…though he did try to hide it.

Yugi followed after her silently as they neared the burning fire, wondering what she was up to, and how this human came to be here. Once they neared the girl however, Yugi was able to get a better look at her, and was surprised to see her completely unharmed without even a scratch or bruise, not exactly Dendera's style of taking someone captive. She was a pretty blonde girl with long curly hair, large blue eyes and a pinkish complexion, seeming to have the kind of frail skin that preferred to burn and blister in the sun rather than tan, with a delicate build that Yugi imagined was easily breakable. However, as he could see her, she could see him, and the more she took in his physical appearance the more her eyes filled with that horrid human, school girl crush delight.

"Whoa, um, hello!" she greeted him shyly, as she twirled a blonde strand of curly hair around her finger in nervous habit, which made Yugi desperately want to ask Dendera why she was putting him through this, until it all suddenly became perfectly clear…the moment he caught her innocent virgin scent.

Oh Dendera had most certainly outdone herself this time. He gave the girl a charmed smile, glad that the shadows of the tomb hid the mean spark in his eyes from her. "Evening."

He and Dendera shared a brief look of understanding as he mentally signalled her that they were in fact on the same page, and he liked it. This was exactly the kind of game that he needed.

"Little friend, this is the prince of our kind," Dendera informed the human with a friendly voice, even though her eyes were cruel and amused, which seemed to escape her attention. So the human knew what they were already…that was interesting. Yugi had never seen one this calm about that fact before, unless he had manipulated them himself.

'She knows the secret about our existence and yet you left her here, unattended, without so much as a binding to hold her in place?' Yugi sent her telepathically, giving her a questioning look.

Dendera grinned, "My Prince, meet our little foreign friend here who lost her way in the desert-"

"Yeah, I'm terrible with direction," she giggled nervously, completely oblivious to Dendera's strained expression as she tried to maintain her sweet, loving exterior, while the girl went on, "I-if it wasn't for her, I'd be done for, for sure."

Yugi couldn't help his grin of amusement as he watched Dendera's struggle for control over her emotions, as she hated been interrupted in mid sentence, and would never stand for being interrupted by a lowly human on any other normal circumstance. "Ah yes, that is she…a saviour that knows no bounds."

She secretly shot him a dirty look, before smiling widely and continuing, "Ah yes indeed, but it seems that her little human life is burdened by a hardship that we, in all our years of existence, have no way of knowing or fully understanding, a suffering in her heart that has led her to seek escape from her human life and instead, wants to join ours of the night and live immortally…" Dendera was making fun of her, but the human girl seemed to be buying her phoney compassion and nodded sombrely.

This was going to be fun.

Yugi picked a character that he wanted to play, before offering her his brightest and most, compassionate smile, as he kneeled down beside her. "I understand your pain," he sympathised in a low voice, which he absently realized sounded a lot like Yami's. He gently took her hand, which surprised her momentarily, before softly kissing it. "And after tonight, I'll make sure that you'll be free of it forever." It just wouldn't be in the same way that she imagined.

The girl blushed at his kind gesture, and looked away shyly, muttering a polite 'thank you,' when she had absolutely nothing to thank him for. Stupid human. "What is your name?" he asked her softly, daring to sit beside her on what he now noticed was a very, sturdy mattress made of the finest quality, which Dendera must have placed there for her somewhere along the line, dressed in fine silk and satin sheets, that glistened richly in the fire light.

"Amy," the girl responded, shyly, unable to hold his gaze for more than a few seconds.

Yugi reached out and caught one of her curls, before lightly tugging it and watching it spring back up. "Where are you from, Amy?" He was honestly quite curious about her nationality, betting that it was perhaps from some random island off the coast of Australia, where the locals spoke a bit differently from the continent that it was situated beside.

"South Africa," she responded.

Yugi glanced at her in genuine surprise, as she didn't seem the type at all to be growing up in a jungle with wild animals. He could suddenly believe that her problems may have been very real after all. He was somewhat tempted to pause the game for a moment, and ask her a series of questions on how exactly that worked out, but that would have only led to bonding…and Yugi didn't bond with strange humans from jungle countries. Though he could definitely picture her in a makeshift leopard hide, with blood dripping, seductively down her body as though she had come back from a kill.

"Interesting," he muttered, before lightly trailing his fingers along her neck, in which she responded to by flinching away from his touch and staring at him questioningly.

He smiled at her challengingly, before boldly reaching out yet again and stroking the side of her shoulder. He could tell by the quickening of her pulse and the distrustful look in her eye, that he was making her uncomfortable. "You have very soft skin…very touchable." Behind her, Dendera stood holding a bottle of red wine up with a questioning look. 'I hope you brought more,' he sent her telepathically, to which she gave him an amused grin and winked.

"Uh…thanks," Amy said politely, before shifting out of his reach.

Dendera laughed at the human's reaction, while she poured the wine into crystal goblets, startling Amy's attention to her. She glanced at the human, before faking an apologetic smile and shook her head, as though reprimanding herself for been so careless, "Oh forgive me my little human friend, it's just been so long since I've seen a virgin resist him."

There ever was a time?

The girl blushed profusely, and seemed to take offence to Dendera's words. "I…I…I'm not-"

The vampires laughed, sharing in on a private joke, which alienated her. "Don't bother little one," Dendera purred, as she handed Amy a goblet of wine, sharing a secret glance with Yugi. "We know these things."

Amy looked at the wine in her glass and tried to give it back, "I-I can't drink this."

Yugi chuckled as he took the one Dendera offered him, "And why is that, Amy?"

Amy nervously darted her gaze between them and the goblet she held, almost as though Dendera had handed her a vile of poison to drink. "I'm under-aged."

Yugi grinned at her, before moving closer into her space. "I thought you wanted to be free of rules?"

He caught sight of the visible chills that went through her at the sound of his voice, and smirked triumphally. Just a little longer…that was all it was going to take to get to her, without his powers.

"I…I do," she gulped nervously at the close contact.

Yugi slowly placed his hand around the one that was holding her cup, and guided it up to her lips, never breaking eye contact with her. "Then join our world, Amy." She winced as the liquid touched her lips, but parted them anyway to allow it to run down her throat. While drinking Yugi released the glass, and slowly dragged his knuckles down her throat with delicate care, reaching the hollow passage between her small breasts, when she finally reacted and jolted away from him, choking on her wine.

Dendera immediately appeared and knelt down beside her in a dark flash, helping her steady the cup so that she didn't pour any more of its contents on herself. There were dark splotches of red on the white, button up shirt she wore, which reminded Yugi of blood in the firelight. "Now what are we going to do about that shirt?" Dendera tsked, but Amy wasn't worried about the shirt.

"What were you doing?" she squeaked at Yugi questioningly, bringing her knees up to her chest in an attempt to hide herself from him.

Yugi smirked at her hotly, before inching closer to her in a slow predatory way. "Making my intentions clear, I thought it would be obvious," he all but purred in a husky and totally attractive tone, "Or is it that you've never been desired before?"

The girl frowned at him, once again offended. "No!" she huffed angrily through clenched teeth, before turning to glare at the fire angrily. "You have no right to touch me."

For a split second Yugi believed that Dendera was going to slap the human across the face and break her nose, for her insolence, as her gold eyes darkened with anger that was tilting from the edge of rage, and her right hand clawed at her side, but his laughter stopped her before she could act.

"You amuse me, Amy," he teased, "Are you afraid that I'll claim your…innocence?"

She shot Yugi a flushed glare.

Dendera laughed at her meanly, no longer playing the part of a friendly older vampire. "Oh please little girl, you wouldn't have even the slightest idea on how to pleasure him, and the Prince does not have time to teach you how."

"That's not true!" the girl cried out in defence, before biting her lip.

Dendera looked down at her, smugly. "Oh, but it is…and you know it. Why else do you shy away from his advances? I'll tell you why, it's because you know in your heart that'll you dissatisfy him."

"That's not true! I'm just not a slut!" she growled angrily.

For a moment Dendera gazed around herself, deep in thought, as she went through her English vocabulary, until she figured out what 'slut' meant, and grinned. "That hardly makes any difference." She glanced over at Yugi seductively, before turning back to Amy and offered her a wicked smile. "You are still cowardly inexperienced."

Amy was breathing deeply, appearing to be both angry and terrified all at once, until Dendera gently caressed the side of her face. The vampire's expression had softened to that of a fond older sister's, and her voice low as she all but whispered the words to her, "Being a vampire is freedom, my friend…my sister. Let your bindings fall and give in to desire."

Yugi couldn't help but grin at the erotic scene that was about to play out, for his own entertainment, and shot Dendera a look of approval, who winked at him in return, before she regarded Amy, who seemed unsure of herself. She leaned forward and lightly pecked Amy on the lips, which startled the girl. Dendera snickered at her reaction, before seductively swinging her long hair back over her shoulder, and nudged to her chin to where Yugi sat as she regarded the girl in front of her. "Come sister, let us put on a show for him."

Whether it was just a matter of pride, excitement, temptation, fear, or simply buying into Dendera's act - the next thing Yugi knew, was that two girls were making out in front of him, contrasting each other brilliantly. Amy's kissing style was light and sweet, and she was blushing darkly with her eyes shut tight and hands firmly at her sides, not daring to move or touch anything. Dendera on the other hand had a more invasive way making out, and in habit, began to caress the girl's sides as she nibbled and bit Amy's bottom lip, before sliding her tongue against hers.

Yugi felt his pants tighten, and lightly ran the tip of his tongue over his bottom lip, before biting it.

Dendera's hands moved down the hems of Amy's shirt, before she tugged the fabric up, allowing Yugi a brief glimpse of the girl's flat stomach and then dropped it back down so that she could use her hands to course their way upward over her breasts. Amy's breath hitched in her throat, before she moaned in content at the feel of Dendera's touch, who after cupping the girl's tiny mounds, squeezed them through the fabric, and ran her thumbs over her nipples.

'You're such a fucking tease, Dendera!' Yugi complained through a wince as his arousal grew.

Dendera smirked as she received the message, and slowly worked her way up to Amy's shirt collar, before unbuttoning it, slowly. Simply wanting to assist in undressing her, Yugi crawled his way over to them, and slowly snaked his hand down to her lower region, giving it a firm stroke, which sent ripples of visible pleasure up her spine, causing her to jerk and moan in Dendera's hold. He grinned wickedly, before moving his focus onto the buckle of her pants.

Dendera in the mean time had her lips to the girl's neck, lightly nibbling along her flesh before suckling it; as she slipped the shirt off her shoulders, leaving her bare, save for the simply designed and partly unattractive beige bra. Amy slowly opened her eyes when she felt a cool draft against her skin, and became aware of her body's exposure. She tried to close in on herself again, but Yugi held her legs down and grinned at her, slowly shaking his head before giving her a wink. He rubbed his hands up her bare thighs, massaging the weak muscles in her legs, while holding her gaze with his intense lustful one, and she could see the flames of the fire reflect off his scarlet irises.

Dendera then pushed her backward to lay her down on the bed, and pinned her arms to the sides, while smirking down at her evilly. "Just think sister, it'll be like this forever."

Amy's heart seemed to hitch in its rhythmic beat, which Yugi assumed indicated excitement, but before the idea that she was been severely mislead, occurred to her, he expertly slid a finger into her entrance, which was wet and beyond inviting, and teasingly massaged her walls.

Dendera, side-eyed him questioningly at his intentions, which he responded to by throwing her a mean spirited wink, as he added a second finger to his torturing ritual. Amy cried out in bliss, and bunched the sheets into tights fists, breathing heavily and gasping in delight. It made him almost feel sorry for her, since she would never experience the full pleasure of having her cherry popped.

He pulled out of her before she could come, in order to prevent himself from losing control, with the result of damaging her, in which she groaned in protest to. Dendera rose up to a kneeling position to be at eye level with Yugi, before nipping her bottom lip, which allowed blood to drip down the side of her mouth; a sight which had Yugi shivering with anticipation. Amy watched transfixed as the two vampires, leaned forward to share a bloody kiss.

Yugi first licked Dendera's bottom lip before sucking it, forcing a mini gulp's worth of blood to splatter down his chin, and dribble down his toned abs that glowed golden in the light of the fire. He reached his hands up to Dendera's shoulders and roughly forced the sleeves of her white dress down her arms, leaving her bare breasted, in which a trickle of blood that had made its way from the corner of her mouth, trailed down to the silky hollow in between them. Dendera moaned erotically, and gasped when Yugi forced their hips together, rubbing his solid bulge against her entrance as he moved his lips from her mouth to nip at the flesh of her neck.

Amy's body bucked slightly off the makeshift bed, as a dull ache pulsed from her lower region, wanting Yugi in her so badly.

They broke away and stared at each other hungrily as the alluring scent of blood coursed temptingly around them. Yugi licked the blood off his lips, before slowly turning his hungry gaze back onto Amy, whose minutes of life were ticking by fast. He crawled on top of her, holding her gaze steadily, as her breathing quickened in anticipation.

He gently caressed her along the side of her neck, before tilting her head backwards and lowered his fangs, which were now fully extended into her neck. She gasped and struggled against him momentarily, before crying out in agony as his fangs tore into her flesh, releasing her clean and delicious tasting, life essence, in a river down his throat. Dendera laughed in cruel joy, and ran her hands over his back, while holding Amy's frightened gaze with a merciless one, as the girl slowly fell into unconsciousness.

Once her pulse had weakened, Yugi released her and growled in satisfaction as her innocent taste lingered on his taste-buds and lips, which he held on to, as he grinded his member against her limp body, hoping to relieve some of his pent up frustration. Dendera immediately reached over and began stroking him from behind, while she attacked his neck with hungry kisses, breathing in his scent - or so he thought – while rubbing her bare breasts against his back.

Yugi turned in her hold, and wrapped his arms around her waist, before leaning her back sideways so that he could lay their bodies down beside Amy's. Once he had her on her back, he ripped the remainder of her dress off, leaving her completely naked beneath him, and attacked the zipper of his pants, before stroking his member that demanded more special attention. Dendera bucked her hips against his, which earned a low gasp from the young prince, before he gave in to a desirable moan of need and pain. He fell forward and stretched out his arms to hold himself up, while Dendera reached in and 'fully' freed his throbbing member, stroking its head teasingly, before positioning it by her entrance.

"Thrust into me my Prince!" she commanded seductively, changing her tongue back into Egyptian.

Yugi complied and thrust into her hard and deep, which earned him a loud cry of passion from her lips instantly. He growled in satisfaction, before continuing his bunny paced thrusts, gaining speed as he continued to pound into her with everything he had. Their pants and moans, echoed in whispers through the tomb, providing an erotic soundtrack to their deed, which was gaining intensity with each thrust. He growled hungrily into her ear, before leaning back onto his haunches and yanked her legs up to place over his shoulders, allowing him the ability to thrust even deeper into her, forcing her to take in all of him.

Dendera screamed as pleasure escalated to extreme levels within her, and she violently at clawed his shoulders, slicing them open in long, thick bloody trails. He continued to pound into her, growling and biting his lip, as pain mixed with pleasure, and felt his climax near. His body vibrated with intensity, and he once again grabbed hold of Dendera's hips and brought her up so that she could straddle his hips while he knelt, and increased the speed of his thrusts, while she bobbed up and down his body, swishing her long black hair back and forth in ecstasy, until eventually the need to bite, became too much for either of them to resist.

They bit into each other's necks at exactly the same time, earning a double orgasm, which was intensified by their binding power, which exploded through them like a nuclear missal. They slowed their thrusts as they rode out their pleasure, bodies trembling in the after shock, before Dendera collapsed against him tiredly, which caused him to fall back onto the bed, where they lay for several seconds, trying to catch their breath.

Neither said a word for a long while, though Yugi had been tempted to throw a snarky comment at her, when she snuggled into the leather jacket he wore, and breathed in Yami's scent, but exhaustion had taken its toll on him, and he instead remained uncharacteristically silent about it.

(30 minutes later)

Dendera shifted onto her side beside Yugi, while he lay on his back with his arms folded behind his head, and placed a goblet beneath the deep, droopy slit that ran across Amy's neck, and tilted the head slightly so that blood ran into the glass like an open tap. "It's too bad that their blood gets cold so quickly," Dendera commented with a simple dismissal of the body, and smiled as she handed the cup to Yugi. "Once again, happy 18th birthday!"

Yugi grinned at her and took a sip, his eyes closing as the taste exploded in his mouth and raked through his entire being. "Ah…" he breathed gently, before licking his lips. "You really, really, outdid yourself this time."

Dendera caressed a light, intricate pattern on his stomach, before looking back at him. "As long as you enjoyed it Sire, the pleasure was all mine."

(End flashback)

Yugi grinned mischievously as he realized that he was going to have to stop at the gas station and used the bathroom real quick, before he went on his date. Yeah, how could he ever forget that night? It was also a shame that what followed soon after that outing had been something just short of a nightmare, as part of it had lead to the biggest fallout he and Yami had ever had as brothers.

He breathed in deeply and shook his head while concentrating hard on the road in front of him, making sure that Yami's car was not in any danger. Perhaps this date he was heading off to go on, was not going to be all that bad after all…

Ha! Who the hell was he kidding?

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(- To Ryou)

The room was pitch black and silent, just the way Ryou liked it when he was all alone and the voices in his head allowed him momentary peace - attending to other affairs he imagined - and left him alone to his own private thoughts and feelings, which was the only freedom he ever had. He lay shirtless on his back in front of a large, glass window that overlooked the city below, with his light brown doe-like eyes, wide open and thoughtful, as he contemplated the situation of the twin vampires in Domino City and his mission, which now seemed far more complex than what it had sounded in Egypt, before they left.

He had come looking for Yami, having an idol kind of respect for the young teen, after having heard and knowing what the young half vampire was capable of before hand, and even in the young prince's presence, he had felt the dark power radiate off him in black tendrils. He was everything Ryou had imagined he would be, and more, though the fact that he had taken a human girl as his kind of mate, disturbed him, especially since he had not yet marked her as his own. What was his game? The girl knew their secret, and that was bad, it put her in unfathomable danger.

Despite his sometimes cruel nature that came with instinct, Ryou was not mean spirited. He didn't want to see a girl as sweet and naïve as Tea seemed to be, to be harmed in a cross fire, which was bound to happen at some point. He knew she didn't deserve it, just as he knew that Yami wouldn't want it to happen…but it was going to, and surely he knew that?

But Ryou wouldn't get in the way, understanding his place and knew it was both impossible and impractical to protect a single human in a war that had been raging since the dawn of his kind. That would have to be Yami's responsibility, though it was a heavy burden to bear alone. Then again there was a second one at his side, the younger he assumed, with an unknown power burning inside him that neither he nor the voices, were aware of, and a fiery inner strength fuelled by rage that made him a possible threat to their final goal, which was deemed unacceptable by the voice named Bakura, and he needed to be destroyed. Ryou had a lot of time, in Bakura's absence, to think about why this was so, and could only conclude that he was a threat because his entire persona was untraceable. They didn't know anything about his strength or power; in fact they hadn't even known he'd existed at all.

Why?

That was the main question. What exactly was this Yugi, and what exactly was he capable of? Perhaps the thing that worried Bakura most was that he suspected that Yugi, was on the same level as his older twin, or stronger. Either way, Ryou didn't see how any of it could possibly be a threat to achieving what he was after. After all, he too was a half bred vampire, fully turned.

However, all thoughts vanished the moment his mind inconveniently brushed over to Lamia, his beautiful creation. She was a curious thing, remarkable at times, but dangerously unstable, sometimes so much that he treaded around her with caution, like an expert trainer would sometimes tread around one of his unpredictable tigers. He had so badly wanted to tame her, and teach her how to control that deadly fire within her grasp, but Bakura claimed it would make her weak. That didn't matter in the end when they killed her.

Perhaps allowing himself to grow attached to her, had been a big mistake, but it did little to comfort him now.

Lamia…

He shut his eyes tightly and tried to think of anything else, but several memories of her plagued his mind. It was no shameful secret that he had used her for his pleasures, finding her far more attractive than the humans he came across, and really didn't enjoy raping woman. Killing them seemed far more merciful to him, than making them live years under the ugly shadow of being a rape victim, dignified by the fact that he needed to feed and they were his natural prey. So Lamia was used as his consort instead, never protesting once against his advances, which would have made him stop.

No, she allowed him to use her, like most fledging vampires did when bonded to their turners. He didn't know whether he should have felt guilty about it or not, but he couldn't help but think that she should have preferred having him take her, rather than Bakura who was vindictive and cruelly violent with his actions. At least with him, she'd been allowed pleasure too…

Ryou shook his head, trying to shake the memory he knew he was coming to him, but couldn't help it. He growled and bit his lip, feeling his whole body tense. When was it? Time meant very little to him and often went by him, unnoticed, creating quite a struggle when he wanted to remember something in particular. It was recent, on the cargo ship that left from Egypt to America. He remembered that there had been a terrible storm that night, as waves that towered above their vessel smashed into its sides, and rocked it violently back and forth, while heavy rain drops that stung when they hit flesh, cascaded down from the heavens. Both of them, were weak from not having had enough of a healthy blood source, and were unable to do much but sit and be tossed around in their secluded cabin, while mid calf deep water swirled around them.

Lamia had been frightened, showing the first signs of vulnerable emotion that he had seen on her. Usually she was fearless, living like a daredevil with a constant death wish, unafraid of taking anything on…but water had been another story entirely. It took him a lot longer than he had anticipated convincing her, at the harbour, to get one the boat, since flying was out of the question, being that the international airport was under Seto's, the other fully turned half bred with telekinetic and electric powers, control. However, it soon became extremely clear that he would never be able to get her on a boat ever again, when she had practically clawed herself onto the only wooden beam on the ship, and refused to let go of it, her eyes shut tight and her pale complexion seeming a hundred times paler. If any of the crewmen saw her, they would have thought she was a ghost, this being the main reason why he had the door locked.

"Lamia…come now, let go," he spoke to her gently in English, as he tried to pry her arms off the beam, but fear had made her much stronger, and she refused to even budge. Lamia wasn't entirely illiterate in the Egyptian language, able to understand some of it in its basic form, but didn't respond well when it was spoken to her. She was much more comfortable with English, but Ryou was sure that this wasn't her native language either. Trying to get her to tell him anything about herself though, was like asking for Rain in the middle of the desert. Everything he learned about her was mostly from accidental observation.

"Don't be afraid, nothing is going to happen to us," he tried to coax her, but he felt as though he may as well ask the actual beam itself to spit out her nails. She didn't often speak, and usually just answered in one or two sentences before going back into a dream like state and ignoring him once again, and even when she did her words hardly ever made sense, so he didn't actually expect her to answer him…but she surprised him.

"Drowning," she whispered lightly, her eyes still clamped shut, and her nails deepened into the wood.

Ryou raised an eyebrow, before lightly taking her by the shoulders, "No…" There was a part of him that wanted to add 'swimming' after that, but his strange sense of humour had gotten him into trouble more than once, and right now Lamia really didn't seem to be in the mood to laugh…not that she ever did. "Now let go."

Lamia instantly released her beam by pulling her claws out in a flashed movement and fell back into his arms, which he instinctively wrapped around her from behind. She didn't make a move to squirm out of his hold, or even protest, which in any normal circumstance would mean that she wanted to be in them, but with Lamia, you could never quite tell. However, they had been at sea for a very, very long time, and holding a girl this close to him in a highly tense situation, was exactly what he needed.

Out of human habit he pressed his lips against the bare skin, of the crook of her neck, offered to him, and lightly nuzzled it, while his arms tightened their hold to make her feel more protected and secure. She didn't offer him any resistance, though now as he thought about it more, she also didn't offer him any encouragement, as her body went limp in his hold and stubbornly devoid of any reaction to his lusting touches and pecks.

She probably hated him, he realized, he probably made her feel sick whenever he moved in on her. Why didn't she ever show it?

He led her over to the cot in the corner, which was beaten up and shaggy looking, as well as damp. The moment they reached the end of the bed, Lamia slumped down on it, her eyes downcast, staring blankly at the water that seemed to be steadily rising. Ryou stroked the back of her neck with slow intricate patterns, before pressing his lips back to it and attacked its soft skin with hungry kisses. She leaned back slightly allowing him better access, which he took full advantage of, while at the same time pushing her body downward onto the sheets.

Her long hair scattered around her head in loose curls, which was the result of sea air, though it still felt softer than silk when he lightly ran his fingers through it. She liked her hair to be played with, especially if it was done gently with only a few light tugs, which seemed to have both a calming effect on her and sometimes would arouse her. She sighed lightly, before stirring in his hold so that her body was pressed more firmly into his, though her eyes wavered to the doorway, in which water was gushing in, from beneath.

"Don't look at it," he commanded her softly, before taking her chin gently and guiding her gaze away from it, and used his hand to stroke the side of her face. "Water is not something you should fear."

Lamia didn't argue with him, or acknowledge an agreement, but instead remained passive. Back then Ryou took her lack of response as an incentive to carry on, so he intricately trailed his fingers along her bust, unbuttoning her dress as he did so. It was a strange thing she wore, though definitely flattering on her, appearing more like an old fashioned white dress-like garment that was worn beneath another, heavier dress, just before the 1920's, with light sleeves hugging the balls of her shoulders, and low square cut that gave an observer full view of her collar bone, and only a slight peak of her cleavage, and seemed to also be made of a stretchy material that bunched up where loose.

He peeled the fabric aside, and attacked the exposed flesh with hungry licks, particularly bullying one of her nipples, while she clenched the sheets into fists at her side. He could feel himself hardening with need, and rubbed up against her thigh, which sent pleasurable shivers through his being. A gasp escaped him, before he growled lowly against her skin, moving over to the other nipple that was been left unattended, while groping the other semi roughly. His vampire instincts were kicking in fast, and he struggled to calm his movements, aware that roughing her up while she was already tense, would be a bad idea.

Lamia responded by slowly stroking his free arm, reaching her way up to lightly run her fingers through his snow white hair. The action, which had probably been the first she'd ever tried on him, fuelled his desire with an intensified fire that spread warmly through his body, halting his violent instincts. For a moment their gazes met, his light brown one filled with lust and surprise, whereas her pitch-black one was hollow and expressionless. He then leaned in quickly and caught hold of her lips with his, something he had never done to her before, though he felt compelled to do it.

She immediately shut her eyes, and after a moment and deep sigh, she began returning the kiss. Their tongues met and began to fight a fierce battle, but Lamia was naturally submissive, allowing him to win, but not without a challenge first, which was usually her style. The heat they were creating between themselves, suddenly boiled over to a passion unlike any other Ryou had ever experienced with her. She thrust her hips up against his, skilfully hitting his swollen member at an angle, and nibbled his bottom lip, while he tore off her dress.

The boat lurched sideways, causing Ryou to lose his balance and inadvertently rolled them over, so that Lamia dominated him. She suddenly seemed hesitant to continue on with anything, and waited for Ryou to make a move instead, obviously having learnt from past encounters when Bakura took control of the situation and mistreated her, especially when she wasn't submissive. Although he wanted to give her that slight bit of leverage out of curiosity, he didn't want to encourage her to make it a habit, so he once again took control, by taking her by the waist and sliding them both up into a sitting position, with her legs wrapped around his waist.

She once again closed her eyes, seeming to find her loss of sight comforting, as she ran her hands down his chest, feeling his strong muscles through the fabric of his loose fitted shirt, before unbuttoning them. Feeling hot and frustrated, he grinded his member into her, panting heavily into the crook of her shoulder, while his forehead rested against her neck. Once she removed his shirt, she blindly felt her way down his bare, muscled abs and found the buckle of his pants, quickly undoing it so that she could release him.

He groaned when he felt her touch, and bucked his hips upwards so that he could feel it again. Lamia complied by groping his member with careful firmness, and massaged the tip before furthering her exploration, earning a loud gasp from Ryou as pleasure rippled through him. She had just begun to pump him vigorously, when the boat swerved again, sending a mini wave of water tumbling over them. Lamia hissed in shock, but only slowed her pace; her eyes cringed shut as though she was desperately trying to keep them closed, whereas Ryou couldn't possibly shut his, or take them off the incredibly erotic sight before him.

Crystal-like droplets of water slithered off the sides of her hair, illuminating it like a priceless and glittering jewel, as well as the shiny polished look her moon-light skin seemed to have while drenched. He no longer had the patience or the need for foreplay, and decided to have her right then. He brushed away Lamia's hand and pushed her back down onto the soaked sheets, before plunging into her entrance, earning a low growl of content from her as an electric, pleasurable shiver pulsed through her. Her walls tightened around his member, pleasurably suffocating his nerves endings delightfully, and he couldn't help but growl back in approval.

He thrust into her, deep and hard, gaining more and more ecstatic momentum as he plunged forward into Lamia's body, which rocked back and forth, and she bit her lip to stifle her screams. Waves of pleasure, so magically enhanced by their dark power, intertwined with each other's movements, and before long, Ryou could sense the building up to his climax, reach its end. He quickened his thrusts, hoping that speed would help Lamia reach hers as well, but after a few hard ones, he felt his entire being tense in preparation for an explosion, and uncontrollably bit into Lamia's neck. There was a surge of pure, sizzling energy that pulsed through them at the exact same time, and he felt her walls constrict against their will onto him, as an overwhelming and explosive orgasm washed through them both. The boat tossed them once to the side, but this time Ryou held onto her tightly, still holding onto their orgasm, before finally releasing it, less they explode.

She fell onto his side, panting heavily, her eyes still closed tightly, before she lightly fluttered them open and winced. Ryou made a move to pull her closer to him, wanting to hold her in his arms for the first time after having sex, but she inched away from him like he had burned her, and turned to lay on her side, facing the wall and away from him; once again closing herself off.

Ryou frowned at her, but left it without saying or doing anything further than whispering, "Goodnight." He wasn't entirely used to her strange mood swings yet, but had grown to accept them over time, what else could he do?

And yet with hindsight and some time to think, Ryou wondered if he was to blame for her unstable mental state, after all he had ignored and overlooked certain important factors that applied to her before he turned her, and had probably, though unintentionally, made it far worse with his later actions…and not just the sexual ones.

Now, back in the hotel room after who knew how many months, Ryou thought about the vampire girl he created and had somewhat grown a slight attachment to. He resented the twin vampires for her demise quite openly, especially holding a grudge against the youngest and smallest one, the one with a cocky and unpleasant attitude that in some remarkable way had managed to get to the 'voices.' But Tea was in the way…beautiful sweet and innocent Tea, with the sweet scented blood.

He rose up to a sitting position and rested his elbow on his knee, staring out the window that overlooked the city, and scratched the back of his neck, briefly swatting aside his hair to reveal the mark of the moon branded on it.

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Man, I'm tired! Thanks for reading you guys, I hope you enjoyed it as much as you could. For those of you who are curious, don't worry I'm planning to actually write an entire chapter which will show exactly what happened between Yami and Yugi, to make him hate Yugi so much, in graphic detail. As for next chapter, we'll finally see Razz again, and some other old characters as well as a new character which one of my reviewers has allowed me to use, and special guest stars.

Until we see each other again, hugs and kisses, with lots of love! Sav.