A Shovel And Some Faith
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
5,581
Reviews:
43
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Epilogue
Title: A Shovel And Some Faith - Epilogue
Author: WhosJeebus
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Seto/Jou, Bakura/OMC, threesome
Beta: Jennie B. & AngryHamster (Heh. They double-teamed me.)
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Read at your own risk. Seriously. This fic contains situations of a decidedly grotesque nature. If you get squicked, and STILL keep reading, don't blame me for your nightmares. I warned ya. I will say no more. **looks shifty-eyed**
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, and probably never will. Kazuki Takahashi will most likely take a hit out on me if he ever reads this fic.
Summary: Seto's kinks have steadily become more and more extreme, much to Jounouchi's dismay. Has he finally gone TOO far with his latest fetish?
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Epilogue:
(Monday Morning)
Bakura shielded his eyes from the hateful sun as he pounded ruthlessly on the front door of the Kame Game Shop. He cursed under his breath as the horrendous amount of noise he was making caused his head to throb even worse. He was pissy, dehydrated, and simply far too impatient to put up with being IGNORED at the moment. He stepped back off the sidewalk and yelled up at the slightly ajar window overhead. "Ra damn it, pharaoh! Get your lazy arse out of bed and answer this fucking door!" He searched around briefly for a large rock, or even better, a loose brick that he could hurl at the glass, when the door finally opened a crack, and Yami's sleep tousled head came into view.
"Bakura," he intoned sourly as he stepped outside into the early morning sunshine. "Why am I not surprised? Do you have ANY idea what time it is?"
"No. And I don't bloody well CARE what time it is, either. I haven't slept in two fucking days because I've been running YOUR blasted errands for you. The least you could do is demonstrate a little civility."
"I decline any further comment on the irony of YOU lecturing ME in regards to the use of proper manners," said Yami, yawning widely and blinking up at Bakura through half-closed eyes.
That was just SO like him and his holier-than-thou attitude, Bakura thought furiously. Insulting me without actually INSULTING me. The thief was well and truly at the end of his energy reserves, and if he didn't end this annoying confrontation quickly, his foul mood would likely cause him to murder the pharaoh outright, before he could make good on his promise. Later, he would be back to ensure Yami upheld his end of their bargain, but for now, he'd only dropped by to deliver a little... message.
"Here." Bakura roughly thrust the morning edition of the Domino City Tribune into Yami's chest, gratified by the slight "oof!" he received in response. "Thought you'd like to know that the killer has been dealt with. You'll find the story on page one; should make for an interesting read. As Jounouchi himself once told me, don't say I never gave you nuthin'."
The tomb robber observed the pained tightness around Yami's eyes at the mention of the pup's name, and he idly wondered what the pharaoh's facial expression might be like if he only knew what Bakura had been doing with his precious Jounouchi just a few short hours ago. "I'm going to go and find a quiet place to sleep for the next few millennia. Get in touch with Malik and Isis if you need to, and be prepared to follow through on our deal, pharaoh. I'll be back to collect later."
As Bakura turned and began walking away, Yami unrolled the newspaper with a sinking feeling of dread. What sort of carnage had Bakura caused THIS time? It had to be massive, if it warranted front page news in a city the size of Domino... The headline that screamed up at him from the black and white page caused his heart to constrict and his very breath to freeze in his lungs. The words, "CEO of Kaiba Corp Found Dead in Apparent Suicide" seared their way into his brain, and all he could think to do was shout his denial to the world at large as his knees hit the pavement with a dull thud.
"NO!"
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As he heard Yami's anguished exclamation from behind him, a feral smile broke out over Bakura's pale, angular features. Despite his headache and bone weariness, today was already shaping up to be another fine day. Ryou's odd silence troubled him somewhat, and he worried that perhaps last night had been too much for him, and the boy's mind was finally gone. He certainly hoped that wasn't the case; that would be no fun at ALL. He had big plans for his hikari, once they were divided into two separate, distinct vessels; it wouldn't do to have the game end before it had even really begun. But Ryou was only a small part of the delightful schemes he had already laid out for his newfound freedom.
In a few more days, once he'd had some sleep, maybe a bite to eat, and then paid another visit to the pharaoh, Bakura thought he might venture on over to the Kaiba family mausoleum and pay his "respects" to the dearly departed Seto. He laughed to himself as he walked, ignoring the strange looks he received from passersby. Oh yes indeed, for the first time in over 3000 years, the future was definitely something to look forward to.
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the end
Author: WhosJeebus
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Seto/Jou, Bakura/OMC, threesome
Beta: Jennie B. & AngryHamster (Heh. They double-teamed me.)
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Read at your own risk. Seriously. This fic contains situations of a decidedly grotesque nature. If you get squicked, and STILL keep reading, don't blame me for your nightmares. I warned ya. I will say no more. **looks shifty-eyed**
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, and probably never will. Kazuki Takahashi will most likely take a hit out on me if he ever reads this fic.
Summary: Seto's kinks have steadily become more and more extreme, much to Jounouchi's dismay. Has he finally gone TOO far with his latest fetish?
~~~~~~~~~~*****~~~~~~~~~~
Epilogue:
(Monday Morning)
Bakura shielded his eyes from the hateful sun as he pounded ruthlessly on the front door of the Kame Game Shop. He cursed under his breath as the horrendous amount of noise he was making caused his head to throb even worse. He was pissy, dehydrated, and simply far too impatient to put up with being IGNORED at the moment. He stepped back off the sidewalk and yelled up at the slightly ajar window overhead. "Ra damn it, pharaoh! Get your lazy arse out of bed and answer this fucking door!" He searched around briefly for a large rock, or even better, a loose brick that he could hurl at the glass, when the door finally opened a crack, and Yami's sleep tousled head came into view.
"Bakura," he intoned sourly as he stepped outside into the early morning sunshine. "Why am I not surprised? Do you have ANY idea what time it is?"
"No. And I don't bloody well CARE what time it is, either. I haven't slept in two fucking days because I've been running YOUR blasted errands for you. The least you could do is demonstrate a little civility."
"I decline any further comment on the irony of YOU lecturing ME in regards to the use of proper manners," said Yami, yawning widely and blinking up at Bakura through half-closed eyes.
That was just SO like him and his holier-than-thou attitude, Bakura thought furiously. Insulting me without actually INSULTING me. The thief was well and truly at the end of his energy reserves, and if he didn't end this annoying confrontation quickly, his foul mood would likely cause him to murder the pharaoh outright, before he could make good on his promise. Later, he would be back to ensure Yami upheld his end of their bargain, but for now, he'd only dropped by to deliver a little... message.
"Here." Bakura roughly thrust the morning edition of the Domino City Tribune into Yami's chest, gratified by the slight "oof!" he received in response. "Thought you'd like to know that the killer has been dealt with. You'll find the story on page one; should make for an interesting read. As Jounouchi himself once told me, don't say I never gave you nuthin'."
The tomb robber observed the pained tightness around Yami's eyes at the mention of the pup's name, and he idly wondered what the pharaoh's facial expression might be like if he only knew what Bakura had been doing with his precious Jounouchi just a few short hours ago. "I'm going to go and find a quiet place to sleep for the next few millennia. Get in touch with Malik and Isis if you need to, and be prepared to follow through on our deal, pharaoh. I'll be back to collect later."
As Bakura turned and began walking away, Yami unrolled the newspaper with a sinking feeling of dread. What sort of carnage had Bakura caused THIS time? It had to be massive, if it warranted front page news in a city the size of Domino... The headline that screamed up at him from the black and white page caused his heart to constrict and his very breath to freeze in his lungs. The words, "CEO of Kaiba Corp Found Dead in Apparent Suicide" seared their way into his brain, and all he could think to do was shout his denial to the world at large as his knees hit the pavement with a dull thud.
"NO!"
~~~~~~~~~~*****~~~~~~~~~~
As he heard Yami's anguished exclamation from behind him, a feral smile broke out over Bakura's pale, angular features. Despite his headache and bone weariness, today was already shaping up to be another fine day. Ryou's odd silence troubled him somewhat, and he worried that perhaps last night had been too much for him, and the boy's mind was finally gone. He certainly hoped that wasn't the case; that would be no fun at ALL. He had big plans for his hikari, once they were divided into two separate, distinct vessels; it wouldn't do to have the game end before it had even really begun. But Ryou was only a small part of the delightful schemes he had already laid out for his newfound freedom.
In a few more days, once he'd had some sleep, maybe a bite to eat, and then paid another visit to the pharaoh, Bakura thought he might venture on over to the Kaiba family mausoleum and pay his "respects" to the dearly departed Seto. He laughed to himself as he walked, ignoring the strange looks he received from passersby. Oh yes indeed, for the first time in over 3000 years, the future was definitely something to look forward to.
~~~~~~~~~~*****~~~~~~~~~~
the end