Sacrifice

Ahmose frowned as he sat with Yami in his living room at his house outside of town. "I just don't understand it!!!" He said, getting up and pacing. "He disappears for a week, comes back for an hour, then disappears again!!! Everything was burned and destroyed... but it WASN'T!!! What's going on?!"

Yami shrugged. "Maybe he eloped." he offered. "He said something about a 'him' before he left remember?"

"He wouldn't do that." Ahmose said, shaking his head.

"You sure?" Yami asked rubbing Ahmose's back. "I mean...maybe he and Bakura DID have something goin on..."

Ahmose snorted. "Mikado and Bakura? Hah! Mikado was FURIOUS with Bakura!!! Hated him!!!"

"You couldn't stand me for a while either." Yami pointed out, kissing Ahmose and smiling. "People get over things."

Ahmose sighed. "I guess... but Mikado was very unnerved by Bakura..."

Yami sighed as well. "Well...he came back once...maybe he'll wander back again?"

Ahmose frowned. "He came back badly injured and half dead!" He cried.

"You're not an optimist are you?" Yami said after a moment, giving Ahmose a look.

Ahmose looked at Yami, then sighed and drooped. "No... Mikado was always the optimist..." He smiled slightly. "We have always balanced out one another perfectly..."

Yami sighed and hugged Ahmose lovingly. "We'll find him. I know he's safe. I can feel it."

Ahmose sighed. "I hope so... I'm so worried..."

That's when a loud crash was heard, startling both men.

Ahmose leapt up and snatched the rifle from above the mantle, heading in the direction of the crash, cocking it.

Another crash was heard, in the complete opposite direction and Yami jumped up, his own gun at the ready. "Good grief as if things weren't bad enough now we've got thieves?"

Ahmose frowned. "You go that way, I'll go this way." He said, and moved off in the direction of the first crash.

Yami nodded still grumbling as he opened the door. "I cant believe the balls of these--...." His eyes widened and he yelped. "HOLY SHIT!"

Ahmose opened the front door.

Outside, poised and waiting for him was the largest SNAKE he'd ever seen in his life. The damn thing was bigger than HE was!

Ahmose's eyes widened and he raised the rifle, firing, then cocking and firing again. And again and again and again...

The snake sat there calmly, flicking it's tail. "You about done with that?" It suddenly said.

Ahmose jumped and yelped, and fired again.

The snake rolled it's eyes before whipping it's tail forward, knocking the gun away and coiling itself around Ahmose. It laughed wickedly and began shoving Ahmose into it's mouth.

Ahmose yelped, then began to scream and shout and fight and curse... Nakhti began neighing frantically from the corral when he heard his master...

Yami began screaming as well shortly after, though his screams ended quite a bit faster than Ahmose's. Ahmose got a rather slow-eater. Suddenly Ahmose heard Nakhti's frantic noises as another snake slithered into the corral.

The snake eating Ahmose chuckled darkly, finally closing his jaws around the youth.

Even then, Ahmose didn't stop fighting. He kicked and clawed, and forced his arms out, ttrying to break the ribs, and get free.

The snake coughed slightly, before laughing at Ahmose's attepmts, beginning to coil around itself. It laughed when it heard several painful snaps as he broke Ahmose's bones one by one, forcing the raven-haired fighter into submission.

Ahmose screamed in agony, before going limp, whimpering helplessly.

He could feel the ribs of the snake tearing at his flesh and clothing, and the acidicity of the snake's digestion kicking in. It burned fiercely.

He screamed again, writhing despite his injuries, trying to get free. "NO!!! AHHHG!!! GOD!!! OH GOD, PLEASE!!! NGGAAAHH!!!" He could hear the muffled screaming of his horse, several yards away. "STOP!!! NO!!! EEEEEYYYAAAA!!!"

Finally the pain overtook Ahmose as it began burning his face and eyes. There wasn't any oxygen left to breathe...The last things he heard was the snake's dark laughter.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

When Ahmose came to, he felt the sun beating down on his back, and he heard the soothing sounds of water... and the hum of activity... people moving around... talking... but he couldn't understand what they were saying... slowly, he opened his eyes.

He was alone, laying near a fountain in the midst of a beautiful, though clearly indian city. Soft music began playing and he could even hear singing! As he examined his surroundings more, he saw that smoke was rising to the east, likely fires were lit, and the air had a soft hint of incense scenting it. A ceremony perhaps?

Then, his eyes widened. "Yami..." He breathed, and a feeling of dread overtook him.

Though his dread feelings could ALSO be attributed to the fact...he was STARVING! His stomach rumbled in fury. He felt as if he hadn't eaten in a week. But then again...it was probably dread.

Ahmose looked around, and slowly stood, rubbing his stomach, and then looking over himself, checking for any sign of injury... but... hell, what was the use? He was probably dead!!!

The inhabitants of this strange city were all headed towards the fires...and through their body language, Ahmose had picked up that there was likely to be food. That, and the smells of roasting meat, and baking bread was starting to mingle with the incense.

Ahmose slowly began to follow, figuring that following was as good as anything...

As he followed the music grew louder. There was indeed a festival or ceremony taking place. There were brightly colored warriors dancing, wearing masks while others danced with poles carrying large almost-puppet like devices and all were singing eagerly. Among them, Ahmose spotted a brilliant tuft of white hair...which he soon recognized.

His eyes widened, and he quickly headed for the beacon of white hair, shoving through people quite... rudely.

Sure enough it was indeed who he thought it'd be. Bakura was at the fire pits, filling a pair of bowls calmly.

"Bakura!!!" Ahmose shouted, picking up his pace. "BAKURA!!!" Did Bakura die in the attacks a few nights ago, maybe?!

Bakura blinked and looked up. "huh...?" His eyes widened and he slowly grinned. "Oh Hi Ahmose!"

"W-What... where... how..." Ahmose shook his head, eyes wide. "Where are we?! What is this place?! How did we get here?! What's going on?!"

Bakura chuckled and handed Ahmose a bowl full of food. "Here..." he said taking Ahmose's other hand and pulling him. "There's someone who's very eager to see you." He lead Ahmose, through the crowd calmly. There, sitting among the other natives was Mikado, watching the dancing and relaxing, clapping to the beat right along with the other indians. "Shh..." Bakura said smiling. "Try not to cause too big of a comotion... you'll interrupt the ceremony."

Ahmose's eyes widdened, and he stared. "His... injuries... they're gone..." He breathed, smiling in releif. But then, a look of horror came over him. "We... we're DEAD! My brother was killed?! When?! HOW?!"

"Oh for the god's sake." Bakura said annoyed. "You're NOT dead!" he continued walking over to Mikado calmly. "You're perfectly alive, you're in paradise."

"What?" Ahmose asked, blankly.

Bakura laughed as he took a seat next to Mikado and nudged his lover, kissing his cheek. "Look what the snake dragged in." he purred to the youth, handing him his bowl of food.

Mikado smiled. "Oh, thanks." He said. "what now?" And he kissed Bakura back. Ahmose's jaw dropped. Then, Mikado turned. And his BOWL dropped. "AHMOSE!!!" He cried, and leapt onto his brother. Another bowl shattered on the ground.

Bakura laughed. "Mikado you have to stop breaking the dishes." he teased. "The women will get irritated if you keep dropping their bowls." He stood and shook his head, heading back to get more food. He returned once more, glad to see the two brothers were more or less calmed down. "Now...this time don’t drop the bowls." He said handing them each a new bowl.

Both accepted the bowls with sheepish thanks, and sat down side by side, Mikado between Ahmose and Bakura, just BEAMING.

Bakura smiled, taking a bite from his own bowl. "Happy now Mikado? The gods gave you your brother." he said rubbing Mikado's back. "And...you're a much hotter indian than him." He said looking over Ahmose, who's leather pants were decorated with dyed symbols, and his hair bore golden feathers, and a few strands of hair were wrapped with sting and beads as well. His face was painted, and his chest bore symbols as well. "Ohh..." Bakura said looking him over. "The gods marked you up well..." he said in approval. "They want you to be a shaman."

Ahmose blinked and looked at Bakura around Mikado. "What?" He asked.

"A shaman. A mystic." Bakura explained. "Our shaman, the wiseman is a jack of all trades. He uses magic." Bakura added. "You're covered in mystic symbols that are commonly painted only on shamen."

Ahmose looked down at himself. "Uhhh... ooookay..." He said slowly, not sure what to make of this...

Bakura sighed and shook his head. "Like a doctor."

"Oh... okay..." Ahmose said again, and just started eating. Mikado grinned.

Bakura kissed Mikado. "You look happy..." he said running a hand through Mikado's hair before cupping his cheek. "Is it paradise now?"

Mikdao smiled at Bakura. "Getting better..." He said softly. "As long as Ahmose will be happy here..." He glanced at his brother, who was currently enthralled with everything around him, now that he had calmed down. He was looking at EVERYTHING in intense interest. Mikado grinned.

"He looks pleanty happy to me...and I bet he'll love learning everything the wiseman has to teach just as much." Bakura said wrapping his arm around Mikado's waist and watching the dancers. "Paradise."

Mikado nodded. "Yeah... but... he'll miss Yami..." He said. "They were finally getting closer..."

Bakura snorted. "Ehh, who could miss an idiot like Yami? The guy's such a freak."

Mikado gave him a look. "Be that as it may, Ahmose likes him."

"He doesn't seem that worried about it." Bakura chuckled motioning to Ahmose, who was enthralled with the city at the moment. "Doesn't seem to miss him at all."

"Give him time." Mikado replied softly.

Bakura nodded and rolled his eyes. "Feh. Who needs an idiot like Yami in a place like this." he said making a face. "There's pleanty of more attractive, more datable people for Ahmose. Scholars.”

Mikado rolled his eyes. "Whatever."

The ceremony continued, well into sunset, and Bakura had to explain things to the pair of brothers whenever they asked what was going on. But the thief was more than happy to teach his lover and his brother all about his proud people's traditions. As the ceremonies came to a close the music kicked up at the twilight and lanterns were lit. Tables were filled with melons and other sweet treats and Bakura grinned. "ohh Mikado you have to try this." He got up quickly and went to the tables. Moments later he returned carrying a large half of melon to split between the three of them, and poured inside the seeded-melon was a rosy liquid that smelled of citrus.

"Ooh?" Mikado asked. "Am... I supposed to drink this?"

Bakura nodded grinning. "Ahmose can too if he wants. good stuff."

"Oh. Okay." Mikado said, and he and his brother both tried the stuff.

The drink was tart, yet sweet. Though it was barely there, Mikado felt the natural alcohol start to warm him within moments. "Now THAT's not watered down." Bakura said grinning.

Mikado blinked, then both brothers turned and gave him a look.


Bakura chuckled. "Are you going to say that wasn't the BEST you've ever tasted?"

Mikado smiled. "I'm not big on liquor... the fruit taste is excellent. And makes it the best I have ever tasted." He said. Ahmose didn't answer; he was enjoying the stuff. Mikado rolled his eyes.

Bakura chuckled. "And when you're done drinking, the melon is to eat." he said offering Ahmose a spoon. "The drink chills in the melon, which grows in the stream." He explained. "It's a popular summer treat for my people." he sighed and pulled Mikado into his arms, before running fingers over the beautiful comb in Mikado's hair. "I love seeing you wear it.." he whispered running one hand through Mikado's hair, playing in the soft locks.

Mikado smiled and shivered, cuddling close. Bakura was learning quickly that playing with Mikado's hair not only relaxed him, but turned him into a cuddle bug.

Bakura didn't mind cuddling Mikado, infact sometimes he purposely set off cuddle-bug Mikado, so he could be closer to his beautiful lover. He sighed letting his chin rest against the top of Mikado's head, smiling.

Mikado also smiled, enjoying his treat. But Ahmose, was already beginning to feel an emptiness in him... and worry, as well... what had happened to Yami?

Bakura blinked catching sight of Ahmose. "You ok?"

Ahmose looked at Bakura. "Yami... I... I don't know what happened to him. We were together... and there were noises and we went to investigate... and the snake started to eat me, and I could hear Yami at the back of the house screaming and..."

Bakura looked thoughtful. "Maybe he was used as a sacrifice for your passage." he said thoughtfully. "That's not uncommon."

Mikado and Ahmose's eyes widened, and Ahmose looked near frantic. "WHAT?!" He screamed, leaping to his feet. "SACRIFICE?!"

"Hey, no one gets a free ride." Bakura said shrugging.

Ahmose shook his head. "... No..."

"You never know...they're Aztec gods. The whole...gods love blood thing." Bakura said shrugging. The crowd of dancers seemed to be gathering in a circle and Bakura blinked. "Oh...something neat must be happening for them to stop dancing like that..."

But Mikado and Ahmose paid no attention. Ahmose slowly sat down, and Mikado quickly shoved his melon into Bakura's hands and went to Ahmose, setting his brother's melon aside.

Bakura shrugged. HE personally didn't care for Yami at all...but it wasn't long before the girls in the crowd began giggling and the music continued. Bakura stood and nearly choked. "Oh GODS!" he howled. Sure enough...the pest of a sherrif was fine...SO fine in fact, that the big ham was dancing with and wooing the women (and various men!)

Mikado was paying no attention, rubbing his brother's back and trying to console him. Ahmose looked devastared, and Mikado near tears, as HE felt responsible... why did he always have to end up hurting the people he loved?!

Bakura groaned and slapped his forehead. "You can stop pouting..." he mumbled sounding put out. "The idiot's fine..."

Mikado looked up, looking near tears... again. "What?"

"The idiot. Yami. He's fine." he pointed to the crowd. "He's right over there. Flirting.'

Mikado and Ahmose both looked up. "Oh, thank God..." Mikado breathed. Ahmose leapt up and ran over, shoving people aside (he seemed to be doing that alot in this place) and tackling the sheriff.

"YAMI!!! You're alright!!! You're alive!!!" Ahmose cried, then kissed him fiercely.

Yami blinked and grinned hugging Ahmose and kissing him back. "Ahmose! Oh hey!" he purred. "And here I thought for sure I was in some sexy sexy hell..." He laughed and nuzzled Ahmose. "But now that you're here, I MUST be in heaven. Women and men and ASS EVERYWHERE!" he howled joyfully.

Ahmose blinked, then gave Yami a very UN amused look.

Yami kissed him again. "What? I cant even look? I mean...c'mon! S'not like YOU'RE putting out." he sat up and hugged Ahmose. "Oh but I'm glad to find you..." he looked immensly relieved. I've been wandering around lost ALL day!"

"I was so worried about you... I heard you screaming and... and then Bakura said you may have been a sacrifice as payment for bringing me here and..."

Yami looked completly clueless. "Oh..ok. Where's here?"

"Apparently... the Aztec Paradise. Those snakes were gods... and devouring us sent us here." Ahmose explained.

Yami blinked and looked confused. "....ok." he said dumbly. "So...uh...I'm not dead then?"

"Apparently not." Ahmose said, then relayed the whole story that Mikado and Bakura had regaled him with over dinner, explaining EVERYTHING from the past week.

Yami nodded slowly. "Uh...alright." He looked at his clothes. "Well...that explains about everything..." he said looking at the bells that adorned his wrists and ankles. "Did I mention you look hot?" he added as he looked himself over. He much resembled the dancers from earlier in the day.

"That whole...wild look. We should have sex."

Ahmose flushed under the paint on his face. "Honestly... it's always SEX with you..." He snorted, but smiled. "Maybe, if you behave, I'll indulge you..."

Yami grinned looking thrilled. "If'll get your pants off of you, I'd do just about anything." he purred standing. "So...why're we here?"

Ahmose sighed. "Mikado... he... he didn't like the idea of being cut off from his friends and me... he asked the gods to bring us here. And... apparently... we're going to stay. Bakura says we should choose a house. Mikado wants me to live nearby. He says there are some nice vacant homes near where he and Bakura have taken up residence... so... what do you think?"

Yami blinked. "Well...I dont think we have much choice..." he said thoughtfully. "May as well. I'm gonna miss my dynamite..." He kissed Ahmose's cheek. "Lets go then. A house sounds nice. "

Ahmose snorted at the dynamite comment, but he smiled. "Okay... we'll follow Bakura and Mikado home, and get a place near them." He said, and ran a hand down Yami's face. "I'm so glad you're okay..."

Yami blushed and pulled Ahmose close. "I'm so glad you found me...and that YOU'RE ok. I heard you screaming..." He crushed Ahmose into a hug as Bakura and Mikado approached.

"Ham..." Bakura snorted.

"I heard YOU screaming..." Ahmose said, shaking his head and holding Yami tightly. Mikado punched Bakura in the arm.

"Hush."

Bakura grumbled but silenced himself.

Yami grinned. "Well yeah...it seemed like a good idea at the time...seein as I was..bein eaten."

Ahmose winced, but smiled. "Yeah. No kidding." He said, and they began to follow Bakura and Mikado home, drinking and eating the melons (Ahmose was already looking a bit flushed, to Bakura's amusement, and Mikado's embarassment).

When they arrived Yami looked at the houses and blinked. "Kinda...weird aren't they?" he said looking at them confused. "Dont look much like houses to me."

"Well..." Ahmose said, also looking around. "They're Aztec houses." He said. "This is the Aztec Paradise. So everything is going to be Aztec." He looked at Yami. "Do... do you want to... stay?"

Yami frowned a bit. "I dunno Ahmose..." He crossed his arms and shook his head. "I wont be able to invent good food anymore...no more cotton candies...or jelly beans...or root beer..."

"And why not?" Ahmose asked with a smile. "I'm sure you could have a thriving business!!!"

Yami pouted. "Cause I dont know how to make the water fizzy." he mumbled sheepishly.

Ahmose blinked. "What?"

"The...fizzy stuff in the drink." Yami said once more. "You know...the part that makes it so different?"

Ahmose nodded. "Yes... I'm sure we can figure something out." He said.

"What about you? Do...you want to stay? I mean..." Yami toed at the dirt a bit. "This is a HUGE change...and neither of us understand a single word of Aztec language..."

"We will learn." Ahmose said calmly. "I... I am willing to stay, but... I also had no attachments to my home other than Mikado and you... I had just moved two weeks ago... I understand if you are more reluctant to stay... Mikado and Bakura said that the gods may bring Yugi too... the two of your can maybe open up a shop together... sell your... inventive cuisine..." He smiled. "And I may be able to help. After all... as a physician and pharmacist, I am also a chemist."

Yami smiled a little, looking a bit more hopeful. "Yugi? That'd be nice...but he'll be terrified...the whole...snake thing."

Ahmose snorted. "I was terrified!!!"

Yami looked around at the houses. "So...which one should we get?" he said giving Ahmose a hopeful smile. "I mean...if you WANT to live with me?"

Ahmose looked at Yami, and flushed. "I, uh..." He then seemed to frown and shake his head, before looking Yami in the eye. "Actually... I would." He said, and smiled, nodding.

Yami seemed all the more pleased to hear that, and hugged Ahmose close. "Well then. Why dont you pick the house?" he said softly. "It's only proper."

Ahmose blinked. "What? Why? Shouldn't we pick it together?" He asked, hurrying after Bakura and Mikado who were almost out of sight.

"Well, You're probably going to want a specific house. Any old house would suit me." Yami said shrugging. "Doctors are a hair smarter then out-of-job sherrifs."

Ahmose chuckled. Mikado and Bakura reached their own house, and went in.

"Nice area." Ahmose said, looking around. "Quiet... a bit more private..." He headed to a house near Mikado and Bakura's but with several trees and palms and ferns between them. "Is this one okay?" He asked, glad that the people here preferred to be close to the temple...

Yami nodded a bit. "Looks fine to me." he said walking over and peering inside. "Roomy..." he tilted his head. "Maybe we should wait before asking for Yugi..." he said laughing a bit. "I mean...." he motioned to the barren home. "We dont have anything of our own...it'll be hard to convince him to stay if he has nothing to start with too. He's a shopkeeper...having nothing would make him insane!"

Ahmose smiled. "We'll see..." He said. "And we'll manage. Oh! THERE'S the bedroom!!!" He pointed up. "Good... whenever you get a bit too grabby, I can just toss you over the edge and let you fall ten feet to knock some sense into you."

Yami gave Ahmose a look. "I'll drag your ass down by the hair if you do that." he grumbled.

Ahmose winced. "Ouch..."

"Yeah ouch! You think it'd be any less OUCH for me?" Yami pouted. "it's all stone! ...and I bet it'd be cold too."

Ahmose chuckled. "So don't get grabby when I'm trying to sleep, okay?"

"Dont get sexy when I'm in bed then." Yami said smirking.

Ahmose snorted. "I'll try."

Yami sighed and looked around. "I wonder how we're gonna...get things." he mumbled looking a bit unhappy at finding no cookwear. "I mean...what do we do?"

"I dunno... let's ask Bakura and Mikado." Ahmose said, and walked out.

In their home, Bakura was just pinning Mikado to the wall in a hungry kiss, when Ahmose knocked on the door. He grumbled. "We're not home!" he called out using his free hand to grope at Mikado.

Mikado giggled and shoved him off. "Stop that! Come in!!!"

"Am I inerrupting?" Ahmose asked with an amused grin as he walked in.

"No, not at all." Mikado said cheerfully, to Bakura's annoyance. He ran across the room and hugged his brother again.

Bakura grumbled. "What do you want?!" he said obviously irritated at being interrupted when he was having quite a bit of fun manhandling Mikado.

Ahmose turned and looked at Yami. "Well... um... we... really don't know what to do."

"About what?" Mikado asked.

"About... well... furnishing our home."

"Oh... Bakura did that. He left me at home when he went out. Ask him. But... I think his family helped." Mikado replied.

Bakura ran a hand through his hair. "We barter here." he said calmly. "The only kind of 'money' so to speak is cocoa beans. You'll have to go out tomorrow, and find jobs, or take up trades to earn furniture."

Ahmose turned and looked at Yami. "Well?" He asked. "What do you think?"

"Uh...well I dunno. I guess we kinda have to. Unless we wanna live in an empty house." he said looking a bit upset.

Bakura climbed the ladder to his and Mikado's bed, pulling down one of the many blankets and handing it to Ahmose. "At least you can have a blanket." he said smiling slightly. "The winds at night can get a bit chilly."

Ahmose blinked, but then smiled and nodded. "Thank you." He said, then frowned. "How will we... make a living for ourselves when we can't speak the language? I mean... I speak some Comanche, but..."

Bakura shrugged. "I suppose I can take you to find work tomorrow." he said after a moment. "But you really should learn this language as fast as you can...and Ahmose, you shuold see the wiseman when you can...I think the gods already CHOSE your occupation.”

Ahmose nodded.

"Bakura... you said that the Comanche were your... allies? That would mean that SOME of your people HAD to speak Comanche..." Mikado said.

"Yes. The traders." Bakura said nodding. "They build furniture, tan leather...grow crops...you name it."

Ahmose nodded. "So... I should speak with them."

"Or Bakura could go with you now and act as a translator." Mikado said, volunteering his lover.

"You shut up." Bakura snorted. "Ahmose can speak for himself."

Yami sighed. "This is way too complicated."

Ahmose chuckled, and Mikado grinned. "Awwww... But Bakuraaaaa..." He whined, playfully.

Bakura gave Mikado a look. "Fine." he grumbled. "But you're cooking dinner. For all of us."

Mikado snorted. "I'm not a very good cook..."

"Yami is!" Ahmose annoucned. Mikado grinned, then stood on his tiptoes and whispered into Bakura's ear. Bakura frowned, listening, then his eyes widened in surprise, and then his face was taken over by a feral grin.

Bakura pulled Mikado close and kissed him. "Fine. You get the candles...and I'll bring the rope." he said before turning back to Ahmose and Yami. "Rest up, you're going to have a lot of work tomorrow.'

Ahmose blinked. "I thought we were going out now?"

Bakura laughed. "It's dusk! The only workers out now are the lantern extinguishers, and the cleaners who keep the streets clean." Bakura explained. "You want work that can reward immediatly. Such as harvesting, or helping a trader deliver goods to someone who ordered something."

Ahmose sighed and nodded. "Alright then." He said. "Thank you for the blanket."

Bakura nodded. "Try to get a good night's sleep." Yami nodded and walked back to their home with Ahmose.

"Well...we have a blanket." he said smiling slightly. "A worldly posession.'

Ahmose smiled. "We'll be fine." He said.

Yami nodded and hugged Ahmose. "I hope so. I've...never really had...nothing before." he said looking a bit concerned. "Even when the folks died, Yugi and I didn't have nothing. We had the inheiritance."

Ahmose nodded. "I understand. I've never had nothing either. But we'll be fine." He kissed Yami's forehead as they went into their little home.

Yami closed the door behind them and pulled Ahmose into a hug. "But you know...It's ok...having nothing." he smiled. "Because I do have you...and that's enough for me."

Ahmose smiled. "... I love you..." He whispered softly into Yami's ear.

Yami kissed Ahmose and nodded. "I love you too." his hands roamed lower, groping Ahmose's back end. "Gooooood this look is SOOO hot for you." he blurted suddenly.

Ahmose stiffened, his eyes widened and he flushed. "Ahhh..."

Yami grinned, continuing to grope. "And I was a good boy, dont you owe me a reward?"

"Uhhhh... I um... maybe?" Ahmose asked nervously, a bit of a squeak in his voice.

"Maybe?!" Yami howled. "Ohh no. You said I'd get in your pants if I behaved. Now DROP EM!"

Ahmose's eyes widened. "I said WHAT?!"

"You said I could get in your pants if I behaved." Yami said firmly. "Now drop those pants so I can make you moan!"

"What? N-No! That's not... HEY! Stop that!!!" Ahmose cried, smacking at Yami's hands.

Yami snatched the blanket and brought it over Ahmose's head and arms, before tying it up, trapping his arms. "HA! Now you're trapped!" He began groping again. "I could drop your pants right now and start blowing you..."

"WHAT?!" Ahmose shrieked, stumbling away, tripping and falling on his ass, squirming. "Yami! Let me out!!!"

"Sure thing!" Yami said eagerly, snatching Ahmose's pants, and pulling them down.

"NO!!! NO NO NO!!!" Ahmose screamed, thrashing, NOT happy at being pantsed.

Yami whistled. "ohhh niiice." he purred and Ahmose felt soft hands on his abdomen, though not touching the exposed flesh.

Ahmose gasped and went completely still and tense, panting from his exertion in trying to escape...

Yami calmly massaged Ahmose's stomach, smiling. "You're so tense...are you afraid or me or something?" he asked, his hands slowly massaging lower, still avoiding the area between Ahmose's legs, settling for his thighs and hips instead. "I'd never hurt you..,."

Ahmose twitched slightly under the touches, and squirmed, trying to escape the blanket again. "Somehow..." He said, his voice slightly muffled, "I don't this is what Bakura had in mind when he gave us this blanket..."

"I kinda like it." Yami laughed. "It's one of the best gifts ever...because now I get to see you half naked. And I'm liking what I'm seeing."

Ahmose squirmed more and whined.

Yami stooped, his breath tickling Ahmose's abdomen, as he began littering it with soft kisses. "Infact I'm loving it."

Ahmose's muscles twitched under the touches, and he squirmed in a different manner this time...

Yami chuckled, beginning to massage Ahmose's inner thighs. "You're so tense...I bet I can rub away all these sore muscles...and replace the feeling with something much better..."

Ahmose squeaked again, and wrestled with the blanket a bit more, squirming at the knowledge that he was naked from the waist down and Yami was sitting in between his legs...

Yami chuckled. "If I let you out are you going to run?" he asked, a finger trailing the length of Ahmose's exposed flesh.

"Nnnh! AAH!!!" Ahmose yelped, writhing. "And where the hell am I going to GO?!"

"I dont care." Yami laughed kissing lower. "But I dont want you running..not when I've got you trapped like this."

"I... won't run..." Ahmose gasped.

Yami smiled and his hands moved up, untying the blanket and flipping it off of Ahmose. "Oh you're beautiful." he purred, seeing the painted blush on Ahmose's face.

Ahmose pushed his hair out of his face, wiping the sweat away and shivering slightly.

Yami scooted forward, helping Ahmose up, and crushing their lips together when the raven-haired doctor was up. "To bed?" he purred snickering. "Or should I just do you down here, where you cant push me down and break my neck?"

"B-Bed..." Ahmose gasped, pulling Yami towards the ladder, dragging the blanket after them.

Yami followed, grinning and once they'd both scaled the latter, he pounced Ahmose again, kissing him strongly, hands already roaming his lover's body eagerly.

Ahmose jerked with a gasp, but moaned, kissing Yami back and writhing beneath him...

Yami paused to toss away his own clothes (And those idiot dancing bells...) and took two of Ahmose's fingers, licking them and smirking. "You mind preparing yourself?" he said a wicked glint in his eyes. "Or...should I just blow you." he sucked harshly on the fingers suddenly.

Ahmose's eyes widened. "W-What...?" He breathed.

Yami snickered. "Oh you'll see." Yami purred looking very amused. "Which do you want...?" he ran a finger over Ahmose's length once more. "My mouth...or other fun things?"

"Ahhh... How about both?" Ahmose asked with a playful smile.

"Ohh now." Yami said perking. "My kinda fun." he said proudly. "Who would have known my shy little doctor had a playful sexy side?"

Ahmose flushed horribly. "Uhhh..."

"You shouldn't act shy around me." Yami said calmly, beginning to pump Ahmose. "It'll just make me think of wicked and horrible NEW ways to molest you until release."

Ahmose flushsed ever more and crossed his arms over his face. "SHUT UP!!!"

Yami snickered. "Shhh your brother might hear you screaming and know you're getting fucked."

"Oh GOD!!! SHUT UP!!!" Ahmose cried, squirming. "God... Just... Oh God..."

Suddenly they heard Bakura. "SHUT UP YOURSELF! YOU'RE INTERRUPTING US!"

Yami suddenly burst out laughing and had to pull away at the look on Ahmose's face. "I.." he tried to stop laughing. "Dunno what your face is more mortified at." he snickered. "You being 'caught' or the dawning that Mikado's getting screwed...."

Ahmose was just staring at Yami in complete and utter horror, before sitting straight up. "Interrupting WHAT?!" He roared, the protective older brother raising its head.

Bakura was heard laughing and Yami burst into more laughter. "Like you have to ask Ahmose..." Yami snickered.

Meanwhile, Bakura had already tied Mikado up and was dripping candle wax over him, a gag firmly in place as he dripped the stinging hot wax over the moaning youth.

Mikado groaned, his head thrown back as he writhed, his chest rising and falling dramatically as he panted in his arousal.

Bakura smirked, flipping Mikado and beginning to trail wax along his back, letting it pool at the base of his spine. "Wax is a good look on you..." he hissed, a hand slipping between Mikado's legs to grope Mikado's behind before teasing his entrance. "I wonder how much more you can take...before you start mewling for me to take you all the way..."

And to Bakura's amusement, Mikado's answer was a mewl of desire, and a shudder rippling through his body.

Bakura laughed and pulled his hand away. "So soon?" he taunted. "But I'm nowhere NEAR done tormenting you." he hissed, cracking a hand across Mikado's ass. "Oh no. I'm going to make your first penetration so powerful that you'll hardly be able to tell where the line of pleasure and pain lies."

Mikado yelped and jerked at the sharp slap on his ass, but Bakura's words made his glazed eyes widen as he groaned loudly.

Bakura cracked his hand over Mikado's behind several more times, before pausing to gently massage the abused area, his cool hands soothing the pained tingles before he gave a dark chuckle, and Mikado's eyes fell on the familiar dagger...

Mikado's half closed eyes widened again as he stared at the gleaming blade.

"You know what I'm going to do with this...dont you?" Bakura purred, slowly flipping Mikado once more onto his back, his tingling behind hitting the cool matress as Bakura placed the blade next to Mikado's neck, dragging it (without cutting him) along his neck.

Mikado closed his eyes and shivered, moaning.

Bakura pressed the blade down lightly dragging it back, drawing a thin line of blood, which he then leanded down and slowly licked away.

Mikado closed his eyes and hissed slightly, arching up into Bakura with a moaning sigh.

"Where else should I cut you my beautiful loveslave?" Bakura purred running a hand through Mikado's hair and cooling his heated face.

Mikado cooed softly, turning and nuzzling his hot cheek into Bakura's cool palm, closing his eyes in bliss.

Bakura stooped to kiss Mikado's forehead. "Such a good little loveslave...I should reward you..." he purred cutting away the cloth gag and smiling. "Better?"

Mikado just gasped and moaned, writhing.

Bakura's knife once more pierced Mikado's skin on his shoulder, carving small symbols just barely into the flesh. "Beautiful..." Bakura stooped once more, licking away the blood.

Mikado hissed again. "B-Bakuraaaa..." He moaned.

"That's right..." Bakura purred, repeating the process on the other shoulder. "Moan my name...I want to hear your voice..."

Mikado gasped. "B-Bakuraaaa... Please..." He moaned, squirming. "A-Ahhh..."

Bakura laughed, continuing to carve. "Please what? Say what you want."

"Ohhh... Anything!" He gasped, writhing.

"Anything?" The attention abruptly stopped.

Mikado whined pitifully at that.

"What?" Bakura chuckled. "You said anything. That is something." Bakura laid down next to Mikado calmly.

"N-No!" Mikado cried, wriggling around desperately. "Bakura!!!"

Bakura chuckled. "hmm?"

Mikado turned his head, kissing Bakura feverishly.

Bakura kissed back dominating Mikado's kiss quickly and urging the youth to open his mouth to exploration.

Mikado obliged, rolling onto his side and wiggling closer to Bakura, moaning as he began to grind into his hip.

Bakura's hand went down to grip Mikado's hip, stopping him as he pulled away chuckling wickedly. "Naughty little loveslave...did I give you permission to relieve the ache?" he purred seductively.

Mikado whined again. "B-But... Oh... Bakuraaaaaa..." He cried, trying desperately to go back to what he was doing.

"Ahh ahh ahh..." Bakura said tapping Mikado's nose with his free hand which then trailed down to pinch Mikado's nipples harshly. "Now I have to punish you."

"AH!" Mikado yelped, bucking his hips forwards and throwing his head back, his bound hands clawing at Bakura's chest.

"Now what would be a good punishment?" Bakura said repeating the process with the other nipple, looking lost in devious thuoght.

Mikado just whimpered, writhing and leaning into Bakura's touches, his erections throbbing and aching between his legs.

"I know..." Bakura said sitting up. "We'll take this outside...somewhere where we might get caught." he said slinging Mikado over his shoulder and climbing down the ladder, slowly pumping his erection to keep his attention diverted from much struggling.

"WHAT?!" Mikado yelped, and started struggling anyway, thought it was half because it let him rub against Bakura.

"Oh yes. We're going to fuck outside..." Bakura gave Mikado's ass another harsh crack with his hand as he walked out of the house carrying him. "In the middle of town."

"WHAT?! NO!!!" Mikado cried, thrashing even more.

"HEY!!!" Came a shout from in Ahmose and Yami's house, and a moment later, Ahmose walked out, pulling his pants on (though he and Yami had ibviously been... busy... Yami could be heard howling about Ahmose suddenly running off). "What are you doing with my brother?! WHERE ARE YOUR CLOTHES!?! Bakura!!! No one wants to see that!!!"

Bakura smirked. "Then I suggest you go back to what you're doing." he said calmly, hands still playing over Mikado's body. "Because you're going to do two things that I bet Mikado doesn't want to happen. You're interrupting us, and you're going to draw attention to what I'm doing to him..." he said calmly. "And for the record...your pants are on backwards."

Ahmose glared. "PUT him DOWN!!!"

"Bakura, go back to the house!!!" Mikado whined.

"Naah...this's as good as that. Now I've got Ahmose staring at you." he said patting Mikado's head. "What did we learn about being bad?" he said pinching Mikado's cheek.

Mikado just whined and wiggled around. "Bakuraaaaaa!!!"

Bakura gave Mikado's ass another crack, before groping it soothingly. "Keep whimpering. It's sexy." he said kissing Mikado's cheek, before his hand roamed back to his lover's STILL prominant erection. "Ahmose...you're interrupting." he said calmly. "And I'm going to be fucking your brother in about ten seconds...unless you're into watching you may want to leave."

Ahmose just stared, mortified. Then Yami apparead in the doorway behind him, wrapped in the blanket and looking irritated.

"Ahmoooooose!" Yami whined. "Leave him alone! Your brother's a big..." he blinked. "Ohh hey...nice ass Mikado!" he called eagerly.

Mikado's eyes widened and he turned bright red. "Uhhhh..."

"YAMI!!!" Ahmose howled, whirling.

Yami's head was tilted to the side. "Hey Bakura you share?" he called whistling.

"Sorry, I got the better brother, you're stuck with Ahmose Yami." Bakura called back continuing to grope Mikado.

"Aww..."

"YAMI!" Ahmose howled in unison with Mikado's "BAKURA!!!"

Bakura chuckled. "What? You're SO much hotter than Ahmose." Bakura said kissing Mikado's cheek. "You're beautiful and playful and perfect."

"And he's got a nice ass!" Yami called.

Ahmose GLARED at Yami. "STOP CHECKING OUT MY BROTHER!!! BAKURA!!! TAKE THAT TO A PRIVATE SETTING RIGHT NOW!!!"

"YEAH!!" Mikado howled in agreement.

"Alrighty." Bakura said turning and continuing to walk into the city.

"WAAAIT!" Yami whined. "I WASN'T DONE CHECKING HIM OUT!"

Mikado began to fight Bakura. "STOP!!! DON'T!!! Bakura, I will NEVER forgive you!!! You are NOT getting ANY for a VERY long time if your don't turn your naked ass around and take me home right NOW!!!"

Bakura chuckled. "I can live with that." he said calmly. "You're hornier than I am."

Mikado growled. "STOP!!!"

Bakura paused and gave Mikado a look. "You have NO sense of adventure do you?" he snorted. "Wuss."

"Oh, I do. Just not in public places." Mikado snorted, giving Bakura a look right back. He squirmed and writhed, finally managing to get off of Bakura's shoulder and then, to Bakura's amusement, Mikado handed him the ropes that had bound his wrists together. He then leaned over and licked the shell of Bakura's ear before purring, "If you want to get any at all within the next month, I suggest that you consider the idea of tying me up PROPERLY and then giving me a thorough fucking..."

Bakura grinned and hugged him. "I'll remember that next time and believe me...next time we're fucking next to that fountain." he warned, before suddenly whipping the rope around Mikado's neck and tying him to a nearby tree. "But for now, I suppose you can just settle for time outs outside." he said chuckling. "And biggy brother can come rescue you."

With that said, he trotted back into his home.

Yami snickered and re-entered his as well, amused at the looks on both Ahmose AND Mikado's faces. As much trouble as Mikado and Ahmose could be...Yami and Bakura were just as good at mischief.

Ahmose and Mikado just stared at one another in horror, before Ahmose finally snapped out of it, snatched the blanket off of Yami and ran to his brother's rescue, cutting him loose and flinging the thing over him. Mikado was now scowling.

"Bastard... he can fuckin sleep alone..." He growled. Ahmose sighed. "Come on, then." He said, guiding Mikado towards his and Yami's house (Yami had run to find his pants).

Yami sat on the floor and sighed as Ahmose came in. "Mikado can have my spot in the bed." he said after a moment. "Fun's over...and I'm sure since we've only got ONE blanket, that he needs it more than me."

Ahmose gave Yami an apologetic look. "If you're upset, please take it up with Bakura." He said, and Mikado snorted, scowling.

"Bastard..." He grumbled. "Please give him an earful, huh?"

"Naah." Yami snickered. "I saw a great ass tonight." He said sounding pleased. "I'm pretty satisfied."

The brothers gave him withering looks.

"What? Ahmose may have gotten the jewels, but damn Mikado, you certainly got the family booty." Yami snickered at his little pun.

Both brothers rolled their eyes. "Shut up." They said in unison.

"What? That's classic!" Yami snickered and yawned, leaning against the wall and crossing his hands over his chest. "I'm so good."

Both brothers could also be heard grumbling as they settled down for the night. And soon, they were asleep.