He Among Us Without Sin

He Among Us Without Sin

Mally-chan & hatochiisai

YAOI WARNING

Disclaimer: We do not own Yugioh. Hato does own Mikado and Ahmose, though.

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Chapter 11

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"No..." Ahmose gasped, hiding his face in Yami's chest. "God no..." Mikado drooped, staring at his brother, unable to do anything.

Pegasus frowned and shook his head. "Someone please escort Mikado's brother to Ryou for healing." he said calmly. "And please see to the proper disposal of the demon's body."

Ahmose tensed, then ripped the arrow out of his leg and whirled, lunging at Pegasus. "DON'T YOU FUCKIN' TOUCH HIM!!" He screamed, stabbing downward at the man's chest with the arrow.

Pegasus uttered softly and the arrow flew from Ahmose's hands and into a nearby wall. "THAT is enough." he said in a stern tone. "You will stand down. He was a demon, and you KNOW it to be true..."

But Ahmose didn't stand down. He tackled Pegasus to the ground, wrapping his hands around the man's throat and squeezing. Dartz's eyes widened and he pulled his sword, running to Pegasus' aid.

"NO!!!" Mikado charged and shouldered Dartz away. The man turned and stared at the young Journeyman, who was staring right back at him, pale and shaking, sword drawn. He looked scared to death.

However the entirety of the crowd of Agents descended on Ahmose and Mikado, quickly helping Pegasus and restraining them.

"That is quite enough!" Pegasus howled as he stood. "Take Mikado to the dungeon and lock him up, and strip the witch of his powers!"

"NO!!!" Mikado shouted, struggling. "LEAVE HIM ALONE!!! DAMN YOU!!! YOU'VE DONE ENOUGH!!!"

"Strip me of my power?! You can fuckin TRY!!!" Ahmose roared. His eyes flashed, and a moment later, every Agent touching Ahmose was turned to stone. Mikado's eyes widened and he stared.

"Holy shit!!!"

Pegasus glared warningly. "You will stand down, or you'll lose more than a demon this day..." and the Agent holding Mikado pressed a sword tightly to his throat, a line of blood appearing. "As it is, he is a traitor to us, defending you when clearly you're no better than the demon you likely whored yourself off to. Have you no shame?"

Mikado stared at Ahmose, eyes wide, and watched his brother pale and lower his hands, allowing the Agents to take hold of his arms. He glared at Pegasus in pure loathing.

Pegasus calmed and turned to Mikado. "And you should be ashamed." he scolded. "Look what your traitorous ways have cost." he hissed... Among the statues was a familiar one; Otogi. "Lives of people who work and learned with you... I hope the demon was worth it to you..."

Mikado was staring at the stone figure of Otogi, eyes wide. Ahmose blinked and looked back at the three statues, then at his brother. He sighed and closed his eyes and a moment later the stone cracked and fell away like a skin, leaving the Agents completely unharmed.

"Oh, thank God..." Mikado breathed. Ahmose glared at Pegasus.

Otogi stumbled back and blinked. "...Ow?" he squeaked surprised. He blinked at Mikado. "Mikado?"

"Otogi..." Mikado whimpered, staring at his childhood friend. "Are you okay?"

Otogi nodded but looked sad. "....why?"

Mikado looked down. "Because... Yami... he... he wasn't evil... He was... innocent..."

Otogi frowned. "How can you be sure?" he asked softly. "He... was still a demon."

Mikado shook his head. "Men can be evil!!!" He cried, staring at Otogi with wide eyes. "Just as much as they can be good! Even ANGELS fall!!! Why is it that all creatures can be good OR bad but ALL demons are evil?! Lucifer himself was once an Angel! A holy being, loved and treasured by God HIMSELF!!! Who is to say that his children cannot be good as he once was?!"

"God..." Pegasus said. "God cast him out of heaven, and he is the lord of evil Mikado... he, and his begotten are BORN of evil, and are capable ONLY of evil." he said calmly. "This demon may have charmed you into thinking he was good, but has he ever done a good deed? Has he ever repented his sins? Did he ever CARE for anyone but himself?"

"Yes." Ahmose choked out. "Yes, he did. I spent the last year traveling with him. Never once did he harm anyone except in my defense. He was hungry when he met me. He was hoping to feed from me. But he didn't. He let me go because he didn't want to hurt me. When I defended him from my brother and was stabbed in the chest, he stopped Mikado from killing me. He offered up his life to see mine spared... He may have been mischievous... but he was never... evil..."

Pegasus frowned. "I doubt that..." he said after a moment. "But if what you say IS true... then you will meet again past the gates of heaven."

Ahmose glared at Pegasus, tears finally filling his eyes. "Damn you..." He ground out between clenched teeth. "Damn you to HELL!!!"

Pegasus narrowed his eyes. "Take him, and Mikado to the dungeons. Be done with both quickly so we can get this hellish corpse dealt with." he growled turning and leaving.

Mikado said nothing as he was taken away, nor did he resist. Ahmose struggled.

"NO!!! Please... let me... let me bury him..." He pleaded, staring at the body.

"No." A warrior said. "We have to burn him... to ensure he never comes back."

"No..." Ahmose sobbed. "Please!"

The warrior rolled his eyes. "NO. He is being burnt, then his ashes spread to the wind." he said calmly. "Now silence yourself or else your brother suffers for YOUR impudence."

Ahmose narrowed his eyes. "What kind of people ARE you, to threaten me with my brother?! I thought you all were supposed to be good, holy men! From what I've seen YOU are more evil then Yami EVER was!!!"

"We have to look out for ourselves... and you're a warlock..." the warrior said calmly. "As it is you've injured many. If threatening him is what it takes to save many, then that will be done."

"I AM NOT A WARLOCK!!!" Ahmose howled. "Witches and Warlocks got their powers by making a pact with the Devil! And I have done no such thing!!!"

"Suuure.." the warrior snorted. "Yet you defended the demon to it's death."

Ahmose glared. "... He was the only friend I had..." He hissed. "Until a few days ago, when I met my brother, he was ALL I had..."

The warrior shook his head. "Then now is the time to cherish family. Not demons." he said as a pair of warriors came out, laying wood about Yami's body, and setting it ablaze. Slowly the fire grew...and it eventually consumed the demon's body.

Ahmose didn't try to stop his tears as he watched his lover disappear in the flames. He felt completely and utterly dead inside. Dartz looked at Pegasus for a moment before turning back to the fire.

Pegasus sighed. "Have the young priest perform funeral rites on the ground where he's fallen... hopefully it will soothe the sorcerer's soul." he said softly. "I don’t like to see anyone in pain... even if it is over a demon."

Ahmose glared at the man as he was taken away. "You have already destroyed my soul..." He sneered at the Scholar. Dartz raised his eyebrows and watched the Agents take the sorcerer away.

"Now what?" He asked his friend.

Pegasus shook his head. "We will release them tomorrow night, when Ryou performs the rites..." he said softly. "Until then lets give them halfway decent lodgings I guess..."

Dartz sighed. "And THEN what do we do with them?" He asked.

"Release them." Pegasus said once more. "Mikado as well. Tell him that he is relinquished of his duties to the church. He is unfit to serve God when God is not the top priority."

Dartz's eyes widened. "Expell him from the order?!"

Pegasus nodded. "He's young yet... he may change his ways one day." he said calmly. "But for now... he is unsuited for service. You cannot represent God, if you are not true to God."

"Now now..." Solomon said, joining them. "It takes a vote of ten to five in favor of expelling an Agent from the order, Pegasus. And frankly, I beleive that you are being far too harsh. His actions warrant discipline, yes, but not some as extreme as being expelled. He is, as you said, young. He is impulsive and hot headed. And he has not seen his brother in nearly thirteen years. Forgiveness, Pegasus. Let he who is without sin cast the first stone." He gave Pegasus an amused smile. "I seem to remember a certain fiasco that you were responsible for when you were a bit older than Mikado... and it caused much more trouble than Mikado's misjudgment... I seem to remember that you were disciplined quite... harshly."

Pegasus chuckled. "I never said expulsion Solomon. I said discharged. He is welcomed back... but for now I do not think he can focus on holy work... while his brother's soul is so torn."

"No, you said expelled." Solomon said. "Mikado is obviously quite upset and torn." He smiled and placed a hand on Pegasus' arm. "He doesn't need harsh judgment. He needs reassurance and guidance. I think I will leave that to you." And he turned and walked away. Dartz raised his eyebrows, then chuckled, giving Pegasus an amused look.

Pegasus groaned. "Fine..." he said shaking his head and heading inside. "I will leave him tonight to think... and speak to him in the morn."

Dartz sighed and sought out Ryou. He found the boy in the library.

"Ryou." He called, walking over to the young priest.

Ryou blinked up from his beautiful bible which Marik had bought him. "Oh h-hello... how can I help you your eminence?" he asked softly

"Would you please come with me please?" The boy nodded and followed Dartz. "Have you ever performed Last Rites?"

Ryou nodded slowly. "Y-yes sir...?" he asked confused. "Why?"

Dartz sighed. "We wish for you to perform them for the Incubus. Pegasus hopes that it might begin to soothe and heal the sorcerer's heart and soul."

Ryou blinked and gasped, stopping. "Y-you... killed him?"

Dartz nodded. "The Warriors slayed him, as is their duty." He said.

Ryou looked shocked. "B-but...why? He...was so nice..."

"He was a demon." Dartz said simply.

Ryou frowned and hung his head. "I... I see.." he sighed softly. "Can I see Marik?"

"Perhaps." Dartz said. "But after you perform the Last Rites, you are to be assessed. And... the book. Did you bring it as requested?"

Ryou nodded. "B-but it is cursed... no one can touch it but me...." he said softly. "Or it will make you mad with evil..."

"One of our Scholars has a theory. You will take it to Aiden." Dartz said.

Ryou nodded. "Yes sir..." he said softly. "B-but...I'm afraid I cannot be assessed." he mumbled. "I...had to heal Mikado a great deal..a-and...as a result...my magic is...minimal."

Dartz looked at Ryou. "I see. Very well then. We shall give you a few days to recuperate."

Ryou sighed softly. "Yes sir..." he bowed. "I...will see to the rites then. Wh-where...?"

Dartz led Ryou out to the courtyard and to the fire, still burning. Several Warriors stood around, watching it. Within the flames lay the charred body.

Ryou squeaked. "Oh my..." he winced and looked away. "Poor Yami..." he said softly, stooping to pick up some nearby stones and dirt.

He began the ritual shortly there after and at the end...

"Ashes to ashes… a-and dust to dust..." he whispered, slowly tossing the stones and dirt among the flames.

Ahmose was able to clearly see the entire thing, from the room he'd been moved to in the Vatican, though he was still locked up.

He closed his eyes and gripped the balcony railing tightly, allowing his tears to flow freely... He was unable to hold back a sob. He almost thought he could feel warm wings enveloping his body... a tail coiling around his waist possessively... a gentle mouth at his neck... Slowly, his knees buckled and he slid to the floor of the stone balcony, leaning against the railing and hugging his knees to his chest, not even noticing the chill in the air as the snow began to fall faster and thicker.

As he fell to his knees, his precious amulet from Yami fell into view. Instead of the beautiful purple glow it was brilliant gold, and glowing quite brightly.

Ahmose blinked and slowly reached up, touching the pendant cautiously.

Yami appeared next to him. Although he was clearly not 'there' he looked to be a ghost. "You... are crying?" he asked blinking. "I didn't leave... just like you asked."

Ahmose yelped and jumped, scuttling backwards and plastering himself against the doorway, eyes wide.

Yami blinked and raised an eyebrow. "What?" he looked around dumbly.

"... Y-Yami?" Ahmose gasped, staring.

Yami blinked and nodded. "Uh... yes?"

"But... but you're..." Ahmose turned and looked down into the courtyard where the fire still burned. He looked back at Yami. "How?!"

"You said not to leave you again... so I put my soul in your control." Yami said, shrugging. "it's a little different... but hey I'm still here."

"What?!" Ahmose gasped. "How?!"

"Your amulet. It's VERY magical. I told you that." Yami said calmly. "I got it for you... you wanted me to stay, so I allowed it to take me."

"Your... soul is in... here?" Ahmose breathed, looking down at the amulet in shock.

Yami nodded. "Yup... my suggestion is to not go breaking it." Yami cooed.

Ahmose clutched the amulet tightly and slowly turned, looking down at the fire again. "So... you're still... dead...?" He whispered, tears rolling down his cheeks at those words.

Yami nodded. "Toast... in more ways than one. I was so pretty too." he pouted, wings drooping.

Ahmose looked up at Yami, a ghost of a smile on his lips. Slowly, he reached out to the apparition before him.

Of course his hand merely passed through the ghostlike form of his lover and Yami shook his head. "Sorry..."

Ahmose's smile faded and he closed his eyes, a pained look on his face. He slowly retracted his hand and stared down at his palm before closing his hand into a fist. He drew his knees up to his chest and lowered his head, hiding his face in his arms, shoulders shaking.

Yami frowned. "Please don’t do that... when humans do that I feel bad..." he mumbled. sitting next to Ahmose. "Please? It'll be ok... I promise."

"How will it be okay?" Ahmose whispered. "You're... a ghost..."

"Is a ghost not better than gone?" Yami asked blinking. "I'm still here... just like you wanted...."

Ahmose lifted his head and offered Yami a tearful smile, but he was obviously still crushed and devastated.

Yami cooed softly. "Stop leaking..." he mumbled flicking his tail. "I promise it'll be ok... trust me?" he said softly. "Like I trust you...."

"I... I can't help it!" Ahmose sobbed, reaching out to Yami, his fingers passing through his cheek. "I... I want to hold you!!! And I can't!!! They killed you! I couldn't protect you!"

Yami shook his head. "I'm still here...you still protect me." he purred. "You protect me even now...as long as you have that amulet and my soul...you are protecting me." he cooed softly. "Besides, I can come back." he offered softly.
Ahmose's eyes widened. "W-What?" He breathed, hardly daring to hope. His heart pounded.

"I can come back." Yami said once more. "I just need a new body."

"W-what do you mean, a new body?!" Ahmose gasped.

Yami shrugged. "A new body." he said once more. "Like a succubi makes. I told you incubi aren't born by traditional means...we're created... kinda like uh..." he looked thoughtful. "Like a good sandwich!"

Ahmose blinked. "... A sandwich."

Yami blinked. "I'm not good at that comparison thing..." he mumbled groaning and slapping his own forehead.

"So... we need to get your... mother to make you a new body?" Ahmose asked, cocking his head.

"Well... no. She'd pounce you like a hungry lion." Yami said wrinkling his nose. "And you're MY human. I don’t want to share with my MOM."

"Like I'd LET her..." Ahmose snorted, making a face.

Yami rolled his eyes. "You can make me a body...hell anyone could. it's real easy."

"... How?" Ahmose asked, cocking his head again.

"Just get the pieces." Yami said calmly. "like...I'm gonna try that comparison thing again. ...putting together a doll?" he offered.

"Peices? What?! Am I supposed to go grave robbing or something?!" Ahmose asked, looking appalled.

Yami groaned. "No...that'd be easier." Yami laughed. "to make a ME you need my soul. which you have." he said calmly. "Dragon blood, human blood...." Yami looked thoughtful. "What did mom always say little boys were made of..."

Ahmose raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Yami grinned. "There's a recipe for making an incubus." Yami said. "No one uses it, since newer ways were discovered...but you can MAKE one."

Ahmose stared at Yami; the demon ghost had the sorcerer's undivided attention. "Tell me what to do..." He said.

Yami grinned. "You need the dragon's blood, a human's blood, an imp, the soul, and a hunk of Siren flesh." Yami said calmly. "well siren OR nymph. Either or."

Ahmose blinked. "... Figures..." He mumbled.

"Hey I didn't even MENTION the penis." Yami pouted.

Ahmose snorted. "Imp and Siren." He said. "I rest my case."

Yami blinked. "What?"

Ahmose just smiled at him. "I think you are a perfect combination of those things..."

Yami blinked again. "I am?" he looked confused. "Why do you say that?"

Ahmose blinked, then chuckled and shook his head. He slowly got to his feet and went inside, shivering. He removed his cloak and sighed, looking around. "... Even though your soul is with me... I miss you..."

Yami followed and stretched his wings slightly. "I miss me too..." he mumbled pouting. "Because now I can’t taste you and you tasted so GOOD!"

Ahmose flushed. "Um... thank you?"

Yami smiled. "Besides, once you get that stuff together you can magic em into a body and bam, I'm back!" Yami said grinning. "Then, after a bath, and some stretching, we can fuck like bunnies!"

Ahmose's cheeks darkened. "Yami... please..." He mumbled, embarrassed. He walked over to the bed and stared at it, before flopping down face first.

Yami snickered. "I could make dirty gestures at you." he purred. "Or get naked and start doing naughty things."

"Hmmm..." Ahmose sighed. "I wish you WERE alive... you would just adore this bed... it's heavenly..." He mumbled, snuggling down into the warmth. But it wasn't warm enough, laying there all alone.

Yami grinned and cuddled up next to Ahmose, despite being unable to touch. "Well I wish you wouldn't tease me. You know I love beds."

"Hmm..." Ahmose mused. "Yes... especially with me in them..."

Yami smiled. "Your body is absolutely breathtaking against the sheets." he purred in Ahmose's ear. "Every time I see it like that, I feel like I could just die of happiness."

Ahmose closed his eyes and shivered, moaning. "Nmm... Yami... let's not talk about dying, hmm?"

Yami smiled warmly. "Then lets talk about your body..." he whispered. "and how perfect it is..."

Ahmose blushed. "Yami!" He squeaked.

Yami chuckled darkly. "If I were able… I'd pin you...and strip you slowly...enjoying every inch of flesh I uncovered slowly..." he hissed.

Ahmose's blush got worse as he shivered again, eyes widening.

Yami smirked sitting up, gazing down into Ahmose's eyes, lifting his hand to run it over Ahmose's chest. "I'd nibble...lick and kiss my way down." he purred. "I'd touch you in places that make you shiver and moan...and nibble at that place just at the base of your shoulder."

Ahmose stared at Yami's hand with wide eyes, shivering even though Yami's touch couldn't be felt. "God... Yami... Oh God, not in the VATICAN!!!"

"Screw them." he hissed smirking. "I'm indulging in you..." he purred hand drifting lower. "And when I got here..." he stopped at the belt of Ahmose's pants. "I'd peel this back so slowly...and when I freed you." he smirked tail flicking. "I'd admire your glorious nudity for a moment...before I'd take you in my mouth. I'd savor you like a fine wine, and I'd make sure you felt nothing but intense pleasure." he cooed seductively. "I'd explore EVERY inch of you with my tongue."

“Yami, for God’s sake…” Ahmose groaned, rolling onto his stomach and hiding his face in the pillow. “God, even DEAD you’re driving me insane…”

"You should be happy that I can take death and still find you attractive." Yami snorted.

Ahmose sighed. "I am. But you're being EVIL!!!" He squirmed, giving away the fact that Yami had managed to get him hot and horny with all his naughty talk.

Yami snickered. "You like it when I'm evil." he purred. "I bet you're wishing I could...relieve your stress..." he added flicking his tail. "But you know...no one's here..." he whispered, leaning down to Ahmose's ear. "No one would see...if you took care of yourself."

Ahmose groaned and squirmed again. "Yamiii..." He moaned. "God... Please..."

Yami smirked. "God isn't gonna get things done." he snickered. "Besides...you're all alone! No one would see a little...naughty reward." he cooed. "It's just us.."

"Hrnnnnn!!!" Ahmose whined, face buried into the pillow. Yami grinned in amusement when Ahmose tried to discreetly let go of the pillow and slither his hand down under his cloak that was spread out on top of him. He moaned again.

"It's be more gratifying if you were on your back." Yami purred coaxing his lover to do things 'properly'. As if any level of propriety was involved. He just wanted a show.

Ahmose snorted. "For who? You or me?"

"Both." Yami laughed. "And you KNOW it to be true."

"Uhg..." Ahmose mumbled, squirming a bit more.

Yami smirked. "Well? Are you just going to lay there suffering and needy? Or maybe you could roll over...no one's looking. And it'd feel so good.."

Ahmose grumbled under his breath and rolled onto his side, obviously going for his pants, but Yami couldn't see a damn thing; Ahmose was still hiding under his cloak.

Yami pouted softly. "That's no better...why hide?" he purred. "The door's shut tight...no one but us. Are you ashamed of your body?" Yami cooed. "Or maybe ashamed of how good it will feel..." he smirked. "Knowing that you're being deliciously naughty, but I bet you want it as badly as I do..."

"Shut up!!!" Ahmose wailed. "You're making me blush!!!"

"Aww and I cant see!" Yami whined. "You're so perfect when you blush..."

Ahmose covered his face with the pillow. He sighed. "... I want to kill someone..."

"Stop avoiding the issue at hand!" Yami said sternly. "You're horny, I'm horny. Fix it."

"How can I fix YOUR horniness?" Ahmose asked, turning and giving Yami a look.

"By fixing yours." Yami cooed sweetly.

"What?" Ahmose asked, raising an eyebrow. "You're such a pervert. But I already knew that. So now you're a voyeur?"

"I'm an incubus. I LOVE sex in all its very tantalizing forms. Plus, you're hot."

Ahmose blushed again, hiding his face into the pillow and mumbling into it. Again.

Yami cooed in Ahmose's ear reassuringly. "Just imagine it was me...that'd make it so much easier..."

Ahmose moaned, eyes fluttering as his arm disappeared under his cloak again. A moment later, he jerked and groaned loudly.

Yami grinned slightly, his tail lazily curling beside him. He let out a soft groan as well, the idea of Ahmose pleasing himself made him absolutely wild. What he wouldn't give for a body...

Finally, Ahmose rolled over onto his back, letting Yami see what he was doing. He squirmed a bit, trying to get his belt off so he could tackle his pants. "Dammit... OFF!!!" He finally flung the thing aside, muttering about the damn Agents who had taken his weapons, including the Kris Yami had bought for him.

Yami chuckled softly and leaned over Ahmose, looking him in the eye. "I could kiss you...well...I WOULD." he said grinning.

"I wish you could..." Ahmose whimpered, staring at Yami and slipping his hand into his pants. He groaned loudly and closed his eyes, lifting his hips slightly.

Yami's wings fluttered slightly at the groan and a similar groan escaped his lips shortly after. Ahmose was utterly beautiful… he longed to ravage him. Just imaging the wicked things he would do...

Just as both were REALLY getting into it, someone knocked on the door, and the sound of a key fitting into the lock was heard.

"FUCK!!!" Ahmose yelped, jumping and trying to scramble up and get himself looking less... indecent. He got tangled in his hair and cloak, and fell off of the bed with a crash as Pegasus and Dartz walked in. Dartz blinked at the sight of Ahmose thrashing around under his cloak. He looked at Pegasus with a raised eye brow.

"GOD FUCKIN' DAMMIT!!!" Ahmose howled, finally jerking his cloak off of his head. He looked up and blinked from where he sat on the floor, his cloak thankfully covering up his lower half.

Yami blinked and chuckled. "See? If you'd just done it the FIRST time you wanted to...it would have gone uninterrupted." he said amused. "Now you're staring the high elders down, with nothing but a cloak between your arousal and them. Better hope to your God they don’t notice." Yami teased.

Ahmose gulped, but considering that they were staring at HIM, they couldn't see Yami. And that was good.

"Um..." Ahmose slowly rolled over and stood, getting himself back together before turning and facing them, running a hand through his hair. He blinked at them. Dartz blinked right back.

"... Are you okay?"

"... yes." Ahmose mumbled.

"No you're not, you're still horny. And they saw you tumble off your bed. You KNOW you should just kick them out and get back to business." Yami purred.

Ahmose frowned slightly. "Shut up."

"Excuse me?" Dartz asked.

"Nothing!" Ahmose said quickly.

Yami chuckled wickedly. "Oh that'll teach them. Tell em off Ahmose!" he said laughing. "Shut up!"

Ahmose frowned, glaring at Yami. But to Pegasus and Dartz, he was glaring at a pillow.

Pegasus blinked and looked between Ahmose and the pillow. "Is... something wrong?" he asked worriedly.

"Yeah, you interrupted us! Fucker."

Ahmose's eyes widened at Yami. "Will you HUSH?!"

Pegasus gave Dartz a confused look.

"I dont have to hush if I dont want to." Yami snorted, flicking his tail. "They interrupted us! Just when it was getting SO good!"

Ahmose growled. "Get over it!" Dartz blinked.

"Are you sure you're--"

"I'm fine. What the hell do YOU want?" Ahmose asked, crossing his arms and glaring at the Agents, especially Pegasus.

"Ohhhh the scowl." Yami said grinning. "You're in for it now preacher man, Ahmose is scowling at you!" he laughed loudly.

"We came to check on you." Pegasus said slowly.

"Check on us in the middle of some very sexy touching." Yami purred. "It's a shame too...he was SOOO close!"

"Why the hell would you care?" Ahmose growled, narrowing his eyes at Pegasus. Dartz's eyes widened when a swirl of purple flickered in Ahmose's eyes; they were certainly starting to glow a bit.

"Because I know that you are troubled at your loss." Pegasus said slowly.

"He didn't lose shit. I'm still here dumbass." Yami grinned. "Best part is I can do whatever the hell I want now! YOU CAN’T SEE ME!"

Ahmose's eye twitched and he snorted at Pegasus turning away. "THAT would be the understatement of the year." He gave Yami a look.

Yami flicked his tail. "I wonder if I could rape him like this..." he said thoughtfully. "They say behind every GOOD man...is a better man." he stood grinning wickedly.

Pegasus sighed. "Your brother is worried for your health."

Ahmose's eyes widened and he stared at Yami. He mouthed 'SHUT UP!!!' then turned and looked at Pegasus. "... Why would he be?" Dartz cleared his throat and looked down. Ahmose blinked an looked down, staring at the hole in his pants and the blood soaking the area. He blinked and turned, looking at the blood stain on the bed. "Oh yeah..." He remembered the arrow in the back of his thigh. "I'll live."

Yami flicked his tail. "You dumbass! I thought you got at least your LEG tended to. Jeeze!" Yami howled. "Without me you're just a walking wound!"

Ahmose scowled at that, and Dartz sighed. "I shall find a Healer." He said, turning and leaving the room... leaving Ahmose with Pegasus, and a jabbering incubus.

Pegasus gave Ahmose a soft look. "Are you sure you're ok? You seem to be scowling at your bed a lot... is there something wrong with it?"

"Yeah, it's not rocking." Yami snorted.

Ahmose turned and stared Pegasus in the eye, holding his head up. "It's empty." He said, not caring what Pegasus gleaned from that statement.

Pegasus frowned. "The demon was using you."

"Like hell I was! Ahmose pounced me once! You should have seen him!" Yami grinned. "Damn that night was hot..."

"No. He wasn't." Ahmose said, glaring.

"How did he sustain himself?" Pegasus said calmly. "How was it he stayed alive?"

"I allowed him to feed from me." Ahmose said, equally calm. "He was starving when I met him. He was starving, but he spared me. He was not going to last much longer. I... took him with me. I sustained him."

Pegasus snorted. "Do you honestly think that creature so weak?"

Ahmose narrowed his eyes. "He was not weak. At all. He was strong enough to refuse to feed from me through force, despite his hunger."

"I'm sure." Pegasus drawled. "Incubi are demons. Deep down, the only thing that creature ever wanted from you is what he was spawned for. He only wanted YOU for sex."

"And yet after a year of traveling with me, he never got it. But he stayed." Ahmose pointed out.

"Then you should applaud his patience." Pegasus said calmly. "Because I know he did get it... otherwise he'd have been dead, if your story is true."

"He still fed from me." Ahmose said. "Why would he have died?"

"Because an incubi cannot survive without sex." he said calmly. "He'd have gone mad."

Ahmose just snorted and turned away from Pegasus, staring into the fire. "You did not know him."

"And you claim to? You're a human... you're nothing but his means of life. Not his equal, his companion..." Pegasus said calmly. "He may act kind... but would you not act polite too, if your dinner had a means to kill you?"

"He didn't have to stay." Ahmose said softly.

"Why would he leave a meal unfinished?" Pegasus said rolling his eyes. "You're nothing but a meal to a demon."

"I loved him." Ahmose said, shaking his head. He looked at Yami. "I love him still."

Yami smiled. "Glad to see that you still feel that way for me. I'll learn someday... then I can say I love you back, and know what I'm saying." he purred.

Ahmose smiled lightly at Yami. Dartz returned then, with an Agent wearing a white and purple shoulder knot; a healer.

Yami snorted as Pegasus stepped aside so the healer could do his work. After a few moments he tilted his head to the side. "ohhh...nice ass."

Ahmose's eyes widened and his face reddened. He glared at Yami.

Yami continued to stare at the healer's ass. "Wow... I wonder if he's virgin..." he said tail lashing in interest.

Ahmose glared at Yami harder, and it took him a moment to realize that the healer was talking to him and telling him to lie down on his chest and remove his pants. Ahmose blinked and inwardly groaned. He shot Yami a warning look and obeyed, wincing as the Healer prodded the deep wound.

Yami cooed. "Ask him if he's single!" Yami chirped. "Oh and maybe hit on him a little! We could have threesomes!"

Ahmose growled, glaring at Yami. "Will you shut UP!?" He hissed. Dartz blinked and leaned over to Pegasus.

"Is he telling that pillow to shut up?"

Pegasus coughed softly. "He's been glaring and mumbling at it since we first came in..."

"But it could be fun! Think about it! Orgies are the best!"

"NO!" Ahmose roared, making the three Agents jump and stare at him.

Yami pouted. "You're no fun at all! I swear!"

Ahmose just snorted as the Healer smeared some cream over his leg and bandaged it, then left the room, bowing to Pegasus and Dartz.

"Aww now he's gone..." Yami snorted and got up, walking to the door. "I'm gonna follow that sweet ass."

Ahmose growled. "You get your ass back here right now." He ordered.

Pegasus blinked stunned, and looked at Dartz questioningly.

"Oh please, I'm chasing tail!" Yami called hurrying away.

"God! Idiot!!!" Ahmose howled, turning and flopping down onto a sofa in front of the fire place, wincing at the pain that caused his wound.

Dartz turned and murmured, "I don't think that Mikado's brother is... well..."

"I don’t think so either." Pegasus whispered. "Perhaps the death of the demon drove him mad..."

Outside in the hall Ahmose could hear Yami. "OH WOW LOOK AT THAT!"

"WILL YOU GET BACK IN HERE AND STOP MAKING A COMPLETE ASS OF YOURSELF?!" Ahmose howled.

Yami was heard laughing, before peeping back in. "I'm not! I'm contemplating who I'm going to masturbate to tonight." he purred. "can you believe there's a nun down the hall with jugs THIS big!?"

Pegasus shook his head sighing. "Poor man…"

Ahmose just stared at the door with a look of disgust and annoyance on his face. "Fine. Be that way. Go chase ass while I sit here imprisoned and suffering a wound, BOTH of which I ended up with on YOUR behalf!"

Yami grinned in at Ahmose. "Psst... genius." he whispered. "They can hear you." he pointed to Pegasus and Dartz, both staring at Ahmose. "But you have fun with that, I've ass hunting to do."

Ahmose blinked at Dartz and Pegasus, then looked at Yami. "They... can't see or hear you, can they?" He asked, suddenly looking VERY embarrassed.

"Nope." Yami snickered. "Why would they? I'm a ghost." Yami said smirking. "Don’t you think they would have tried to kill me again if they COULD see me?"

Ahmose gulped and looked at Pegasus and Dartz again. "Ummm... You, uh... probably think I'm... crazy right now..."

"Ohh yeah they do. You're rambling like a lunatic you crazy assed sorcerer!" Yami laughed.

"Shut up!" Ahmose hissed. Dartz looked at Pegasus.

"What should we do?" He asked.

Pegasus frowned. "Feel badly for his loss..." he said softly.

Yami snickered. "coo coo! coo coo!" he chirped. "You're goin to the room with the SOFT walls."

Ahmose growled at Yami.

"What will we tell his brother?" Dartz murmured.

"That he's lost his mind?" Pegasus said rolling his eyes.

Dartz sighed. "Fine. YOU do it."

"I have to mentor him in the morning. I'm not doing it." Pegasus said sternly. "You get THIS task."

Dartz smirked. "Or I'll just leave you to tell him in the morning. I'm his COMBAT instructor, Pegasus. I'll stick to that." And he turned and walked out the door, leaving Pegasus to suffer Ahmose's glare.

"I'm... sorry that the demon's death has... driven you to this." he said after a moment.

"What, hating you with an unbeleivable passion?"

"Insanity." Pegasus corrected.

Ahmose blinked. "... WHAT?! Oh... That. Um... yeah. Sure."

Yami snickered once more. "I'm off now. There's a young apprentice with big blue eyes I'm going to violate as best I can..." he cooed slipping out

Ahmose rolled his eyes and glared into the fire again.

Pegasus shook his head. "You will be released to your brother's care tomorrow..." he said shaking his head and leaving.

"Bastard." Ahmose muttered, dropping into bed.

Meanwhile, in the dungeon, Marik paced around his cell in his wolf form, whining.

Malik groaned. "Stop whining, why are you bein such a baby? If they were gonna kill you they woulda tried already, like they did with Yami."

Marik plopped his furry bottom down, threw his head back and howled, mournfully.

Malik rolled his eyes. "Anyway, what are you so worked up about?"

Marik got up and started pacing again, whining and whimpering miserably.

Moments later a pair of Agents came down and smirked at the wolf. "C'mon then." they said calmly, unlocking the door.

Marik whined and darted under the little cot, laying his ears back and tucking his tail in.

The men rolled their eyes. "We're not going to hurt you." they said calmly. "You're being called upstairs."

Marik whimpered and slowly crept out from under the cot, picking his clothes up in his mouth and slinking out the door, tail still tucked under. The silver crucifix still hung around his neck.

The Agents chuckled and led Marik. Once they got upstairs Ryou practically tackled Marik. "Oh I missed you!" he chirped. "They said you could come out now."

Marik blinked, then let out a joyful bark, dropped his clothes and began licking Ryou's face, tail wagging as hard as ever, making his whole body wiggle.

Ryou smiled. "You can come shopping with me tonight... if we hurry." he cooed. "They said I could have a few days to relax before my assessmet." he scratched Mariks' ears and rested his forehead against the wolf's. "Would that be ok? We can get you some decent clothes...."

Marik "talked" to Ryou, expressing his delight, still licking his face and wagging his tail.

Ryou grinned picking Marik up, clothes as well. "C'mon then, lets get you dressed so we can shop!"

Marik squirmed loose, picked up his clothes in his mouth again and romped around Ryou, before running off to find a place to get dressed.

Ryou giggled and waited calmly for Marik to return, thanking the Agents and grinning broadly as they left. He had more than one surprise for the werewolf.

Finally, Marik hopped back into the room, pulling his boot on, tail waving about wildly trying to keep himself balanced,

Ryou grinned and once Marik had his boot on, hugged him tightly. "Oh Marik I'm so happy for you." he cooed. "The Council spoke and....and..." he beamed. "You are welcomed into the religion with open arms. The Stalkers all agreed with their decision, and tithed." he handed Marik a small pouch. "That you might start a new life." he cooed.

Marik blinked. "Huh?" He asked, taking the little pouch.

Ryou grinned. "They gave you some money so you can live happily without having to steal. Of course it's only a one time thing... but it's more than enough to start your business just like you've always wanted." Ryou said eagerly.

Marik blinked several times, then grinned and wagged his tail. "Really?! That... that's awesome!!! Let's go shopping!!"

"Now?" A passing Agent asked, blinking. "It's the middle of the night!"

Ryou laughed. "Yes now. I sent word to a few shops to stay open for us when we arrived this evening." he said softly. "They're waiting for us to get there."

The Agent raised an eyebrow, but shook his head and went on his way.

"Let's go!" Marik barked eagerly, grabbing Ryou's hand and tugging him towards the doors.

Ryou giggled hurrying after Marik. "I asked the tailor to stay open, as well as the shoemaker. I also asked the butcher." he said winking. "So lets hurry."

Ryou walked with Marik out of the Vatican, and out of the holy city. It wasn't hard to find the shops that remained open. The first stop was the tailors. Ryou looked so happy for Marik. "Oh pick anything you want." he said smiling. "Tonight is my treat." he cooed.

"But... you don't have that much, do you?" Marik asked, cocking his ears.

Ryou nodded. "I do. I'm a priest. I do get payment for my duties." Ryou said laughing. "I never spend it on anything because I've never wanted for anything."

Marik blinked. "Oh." He turned and looked at the tailor. "Um... hi?"

The tailor blinked. "Uh...a werewolf?" he said looking at Ryou. The small priest nodded. "He's christian...and he wants to start a new life."

The tailor smiled slightly. "Well...I wont doubt the words of a priest." He turned back to Marik. "What would you like? You can choose from the clothing in my shop, or I can tailor something specifically for you."

Marik blinked and looked around. He lay his ears back and whined a bit, then looked at Ryou, looking quite... helpless.

Ryou laughed softly. "Ok Marik...calm down. It's just clothes..." he shook his head softly. "What kind of fabric do you like?" he asked, taking Marik's hand and walking him among the clothes. "Touch them and see if you like how they feel."

"Ryou! I don't know! All I've ever done is stolen clothes that happen to fit and cut a hole in them for my tail!!!" The werewolf wailed.

Ryou laughed. "Calm down! Now we're shopping." He soothed. "You take your time...feel things, see what you like." Ryou said softly. "For instance... I like silk." He stepped away and a moment later returned with a silken nightshirt. "See? Silk. Feel it. Silk is SO soft!"

Marik felt it and his ears perked. "Ooooh..." He said. "Nice... but not practical."

Ryou nodded. "That's why you only wear silk to sleep in, or to something special." He said putting the nightshirt away. "The wealthy prefer satin or crushed velvet." He motioned to a shirt and jacket made with the two.

"I need something durable." Marik said.

Ryou looked thoughtful, before trotting off and returning with three spools of cloth. "Cotton, or Wool or fine tanned animal hide?" he offered each.

Marik blinked. "Animal hide is the toughest." He said.

"Yes it is, but I don’t think you'd look handsome walking around in ONLY leather."

Marik grinned. "why not?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

Ryou giggled. "How about leather pants and gloves, and a cotton shirt with a wool vest so you can stay warm?" Ryou offered.

"Um. Sure." Marik said, blinking again.

Ryou shook his head smiling. "You're supposed to say what YOU want!" he giggled. "This is for you!"

Marik shrugged. "Uddunuh!"

Ryou blinked then burst out laughing.

The tailor laughed as well. "Why dont you tell me what you're looking for in the clothes?" he asked smiling. "How durable do you need the clothes? What will you be doing in them?"

Marik blinked. "... I dunno! Travelling?!"

The Tailor nodded chuckling. "Would you like any decoratives on the clothes?"

"Huh?" Marik asked, quirking an eyebrow and cocking an ear.

"Pretties." The tailor said picking up a vest from behind the counter. woven into the material was gold. "I can make your clothes with gold, or silver, or jewels." he said putting it away. "Or sew a design into the fabric, or attach buttons that look pretty. It's quite popular to be a bit showy."

"... What's the point?"

The tailor shrugged. "Personality, don’t ask me, I just sew the clothes. I don’t wear them."

Ryou giggled. "Could you make him a collar?" he asked softly. "That way he can wear my crucifix while a wolf and I won’t worry that he'll lose it...the chain is a bit loose..."

Marik blinked and looked down at the crucifix. "Ooh. That's a good idea."

The tailor nodded. "Alright....come here." he took out his cloth ruler and carefully wrapped it around Marik's neck. "Now...how's this?" The fit was loose, leaving room for a wolf's neck yet snug enough that it would still fit. "That seem a good fit?"

"I dunno. Measure again." And the tailor found himself with a wolf in clothes in front of him.

The previous fit was perfectly snug on the wolf. Not too loose, not too tight. The tailor, after a few moments of shocked staring, checked, and loosened it just barely. He slipped a finger under the fabric and the fit was snug. "That should be good." he said. "Mother always told me with animals, if you cannot fit your finger under the collar it wouldn't be comfortable." He nodded. "Feel fine to you?"

Ryou smiled as the Tailor took down the measurements. "Ok...and if you could..." he said chuckling. "Change back?"

Marik obeyed, standing up. His tail was still wagging, which made the tailor think to measure where on Marik's pants he should put the hole for the extra appendage.

"Ahh there we go." he said taking note once more. "Do you prefer any colors?" he asked as he wrote. "for the clothes?"

"Ummm... Earthy tones." Marik said. "Stuff that will make it easier to hide in the woods."

"Alright." The tailor nodded and began measuring Marik. "I'll go ahead and custom make your clothes then...to ensure quality." He began taking Marik's measurements. "Thank you."

Marik smiled and wagged his tail, then looked at Ryou. "Now what?"

"Any store with it's lights still on is one I asked to stay open." He cooed as they bade their goodbyes to the tailor. Ryou had purchased a new nightshirt, as well as some makeshift clothes for Marik until his new clothes were ready. A simple cotton shirt and pants.

Marik carried the stuff out and looked around. "Ooh. The cobbler?"

Ryou nodded. "Alright then." he said smiling.

Inside was warm, and the cobbler was up, still working on shoes to pass the time. "Oh hello, good to see you made it. Please take your time."

"You know Ryou... I don't need shoes." Marik said. Ryou looked down at Marik's worn boots, skeptically. They looked ready to fall apart. Marik blinked. "Hey, just because I WEAR them it doesn't mean I NEED them. If worse comes to worst, I can wear my paws."

"Yeah... no." Ryou said grinning. "New shoes for you." he said proudly.

Marik sighed and plopped down. "Boots." He said. "Warm tough ones for winter."

The cobbler smiled and stood taking his foot measurement tool he'd developed and smiled. "If you could remove your boots for me..."

Marik tugged them off and stuck his feet in the man's face. "Here ya go."

Ryou laughed and the man shook his head rolling his eyes. He measured Marik's feet and walked away. Moments later he returned with thick boots, lined with rabbit fur. "How are these?"

"Ooooh..." Marik said, pulling them on. "Nice..."

Ryou grinned. "Do you want them?"

Marik grinned and nodded, wiggling his toes in the boots.

Ryou smiled and nodded. "Then they're yours!" he cheered, paying the cobbler.

Marik grinned, tail wagging. "Now where to?!" He asked, obviously enjoying himself.

"how about... the butcher?" Ryou grinned

"Why there?" Marik asked, cocking his head.

"It's the best place to get a big juicey steak."

Marik's eyes widened and his ears and tail perked.

"I thought you'd like that." he cooed smiling. "I enjoy seeing you happy..."

"Me too." Marik said, hugging Ryou and nuzzling him. "I love you..."

Ryou blushed and sighed. "I love you too.."

Marik led Ryou outside, smiling at the snow. "Rome is pretty." He said.

Ryou nodded slightly. "It is...have...you traveled a lot?"

Marik shrugged. "Yeah... but not to major cities... we tended to avoid them." He said.

Ryou blushed. "You're so lucky..." he said softly. "I'd give anything...to wander so freely."

"Why don't you?" Marik asked. "You could, ya know."

Ryou shook his head. "I'm supposed to preach...besides...what would a priest do out among nature?"

Marik shrugged. "I dunno."

"Exactly." Ryou laughed softly. "The only place I'm of use is in a church."

Marik snorted. "Not true." He said firmly.

"Oh?" Ryou blinked. "Where else?"

"with me." Marik said with a dopey grin.

Ryou smiled. "Yes...I suppose I would be useful there." he cooed nuzzling into Marik's arms. "but the church...they'd never allow it..."

Marik snorted. "Who cares?"

Ryou blinked. "I'd be out of a job."

Marik snorted again, holding Ryou posessively.

Ryou sighed but smiled. "I do love you."

Marik's butt wiggled with his waggling tail. "Good."