The Viking Brothers

I’ve decided to leave out the “sailing home” part because that would be to involved and the story would never end! ^.^ It took them 2 months to sail home, so I’m just saving time! Oh, and I made a mistake somewhere in chapter 12.


The Viking Brothers


pterpter 14: Home Sweet Home

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh


Yugi, Ryou, Malik, Jou, Tristan, and Duke stared in awe at their new “home”. It wasn’t what they expected at all! It was a castle similar to theirs in England, with only a few differences. On the ships, they discussed and guessed what the place would look like. They wexpecxpecting a large hut made of sticks or a big cabin. What a surprise.

“Ah, it feels great to be back!” Bakura said, taking in a lung full of air. “Welcome to your new home, slaves!”

“Slaves?!” They all shouted.

“Well yeah! We your Masters haven’t set you free yet, so basically, you’re all still slaves. Maybe servants is a better term?”

“Yami doesn’t think of me as a slave.” Yugi said.

“And Marik looks at me as an equal.” Malik looked over at Ryou, who looked a Bakura for a second then turned his head away.

“Ryou-?” Yugi started but Malik stopped him from saying anything else for he figured Bakura still treats Ryou as a slave. There was no need to point that out.

“So, what do you think of the place?” Marik asked, coming to stand next to Malik, wrapping an arm around his waist. Yugi smiled and said

“It’s a really nice place, although it isn’t at ALL what we expected! We thought it was going to be a big tent or a hut!” Malik and the other’s froze in their spot, not being ing Yugi had just said that out loud. And of course, Marik and Bakura took it as an insult, even though Yugi didn’t really know what he said.

“You rotten English!” Bakura shouted, shaking his fist. “Do you actually believe that ALL Vikings live like animals!? Why I ought to-“ Seto suddenly interrupted, coming up behind Jou and startling him a bit.

“We are actually a very civilized society. Our style of fighting is what brought about all the rumors about us being “barbarians” and “animals”.” Everyone was silent. “Anyway, Yami has summoned us inside now, so lets get going.” Bakura and Marik grinned at each other being suddenly taking off for the large, wooden doors shouting “Me first! Me first!”.



Yami sat with his uncle, Pegasus, at a large conference table. The two were seated across from each other. Pegasus was Yami’s uncle on his father’s side, the only really KNOWN uncle. His father had two other brothers, but Yami had only seen them once or twice. Pegasus was looking over the castle until Yami and his brothers got back; andi wai was ready to regain his title as Lord Yami of Rannveig.

“I’m gto sto see you’ve all arrived home safe and sound, dear nephew.” Pegasus said with that mocking tone of his.

“It was a long journey and I’m relieved to finally be home. I see the castle is still in tack and things are in its place. However, there is one thing I don’t see-“ Pegasus stopped him.

“If it is Tea you are talking about, I have some bad news on that subject.” Yami raised a brow. “I’m sad to say, Yami, that she has run off with another man some time ago.” Pegasus smiled. “But I doubt that your heart is deeply wounded?” Yami hmphed.

“I was hoping she’d do that so I can come out smelling like a rose. It wouldn’t be my fault that my wife ran out on me, so my ego is saved. Everything worked out well,” Yami smiled. “I’m a true bachelor again! The gods are merciful!”

“But that’s not all, dear nephew!” Yami looked surprised. “She left something here that should be VERY valuable to you. After all, it’s the only reason why you had to marry her.” Yami glared.

“Spit it out already!” Pegasus tisked.

“Patience dear nephew! This is such wonderful new that I can’t bare to just, blurt it out!”

“Tell me already!!”

“Well, it’s good new on YOUR part, but I’m not sure how that little lover of yours will take to it.” Pegasus smirked as he referred to Yugi. “After all, the brat has nothing to do with him!” Yami blinked.

“Brat?” Pegasus folded his hands and rest his chin on them, looking at Yami.

“I don’t suppose you’ve told Yugi about your marriage?” Yami shook his head, feeling a bit guilty about that. “Oh my, then he will be upset! That poor boy!”

“This has nothing to do with Yugi. What the hell are you talking about anyway?!” Pegasus sighed.

“You are truly as stupid as you look.” Yami growled and glared daggers at him, but he had to remain calm. “As free ranged as she was, that mop of hair clearly came from you! He even has your eyes!” Yami just stared, realizing what Pegasus was trying to say. He couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear.

“I have an heir!?” Pegasus nodded and before he could say anything more, Yami was gone. A trail of fire was left in his wake as a few things were knocked over as well.

“Well...he’s excited. Hmm, he doesn’t even know what room the brat is in!”

Yami asked a servant who directed him to the room of his son. He made to the room in record time and barged through the door. He practically threw the two nurses out and slammed the door. Yami hurried over to the crib and looked down at his son and heir. Uncle Pegasus was right, he DID look just like him! Yami’s chest swelled with pride. The mixed sensation of become a bachelor again and having a son was just to overwhelming. He couldn’t wait to tell ttherthers! Marik would excited about being an uncle, but Bakura would probably think it meant he was getting old.

Wait, what about Yugi? Yami’s excitement turned into worry. He had almost forgotten about Yugi! He had to tell him all about Tea and his son. How would he react? Yugi doesn’t seem like the type to get angry. Maybe it will all be fine! Yugi is VERY forgiving and understanding, so it shouldn’t go TOO bad! A sudden ‘cooing’ from the crib caught his attention. Heave ave to play with his son later, for he still had a lot of work to do with the castle. And he had to tell Yugi everything.



Bakura’s Room:

Bakura flopped down on his bed and rolled around, sighing at it’s softness. Ryou took his time to look around the room. It was VERY messy. Bakura must not have had it cleaned since he left for England! Ryou was thinking about going to tell someone to clean the room, but then he remembered that it would probably be HIM, since he’s still considered a “servant”.

The room was drafty, given the stone walls and opened window. He walked to the window aloselosed the shutters, shivering a bit. Bakura’s room had some paintings on the walls, along with a fireplace and wardrobe. One side of the walls were covered with weapons, armor and shields, while the other had some wonderful tapestry. The only other thing in the room besides the bed was the bookshelf. Bakura and his brothers sure loved books.

“Ryou, come lay with me for awhile.” Bakura said suddenly, catching Ryou’s attention. Over the trip to Norway, Bakura had seemed to soften up to Ryou, but not by much. He treated Ryou with a little more respect but still kept his cold exterior.

“But, Yami said he wanted to see all of us.” Bakura snorted.

“Yeah, at dinner. We’re taking this time to rest up a bit. Now get your ass over here!” Ryou hurried over and climbed on the bed, marveling at its softness. He couldn’t get over the feel of it! “What the hell, Ryou? Haven’t you ever seen a bed before?”

“I’ve seen beds, but none like thisve nve never felt anything so soft and fluffy before! It’s like I’m laying a cloud!” Bakura raised his eyebrow, but quickly caught on. Ryou was a peasant and used to sleeping on the floor or on a bail of hay. He’s probably never even SEEN a real bed. It gave him an idea.

“You know, sex is MUCH better on a real bed.” Ryou blushed.

“Do we have to? I’m still sick from all that sailing! I don’t want to vomit all over your bed sheets.” Bakura sighed.

“Fine, I’ll let you go this time. But tonight, I get oral!” Ryou flushed a deeper red.

“Oh my...!”


Somewhere in the halls-


Marik hummed a tune as he and Malik walked the halls towards his room. Malik was clinging to his arm and purring, rubbing his cheek against the firm muscle. They passed a room that was full of small children laughing and playing. Malik stopped to look inside, smiling at the cute sight. He felt Marik tense a bit as they stopped in front of the room. The children didn’t seem to notice them there, but a few servant women did. They said something in Norse and he heard Marik’s name. Malik along with the others had learned some of the Norse language, and Malik tried to piece the words together.

When he figured a few words out, he frowned angrily. Looking around at the dozen of children, he happened to JUST notice many of them had the same hair color as Marik and the same eyes. The women were blushing and giggling, making little gestures at Marik. Marik chuckled nervously and pulled Malik away from the room.

“Time to go! Bye kids!!” Marik turned to look at Malik, who had the look of a demon. Marik gulped as he realized Malik figured it out when he had hoped he wouldn’t. Malik growled and placed his hands on his hips, tapping his foot. Marik felt himself shrink down to the size of a bug, whimpering as he did. He was in for an ear full. “They’re not mine! They belong to my twin brother!”

ou dou don’t HAVE a twin brother!”

“Sure I do!! You just haven’t met him because he’s dead!” Marik grinned, hoping Malik bought his lie. Alas, Malik kept glaring at him.

“Don’t get cute with me, Marik! Just how many brats DO you have with all those whores!?”

“Don’t call them whores!” Malik rolled his eyes.

“Then what should I call them? Bed warmers?!”

“No! They are just stress relievers!! I ma fea few mistakes and...voila?”

SMACK!

Malik bitch-slapped Marik hard enough to send him flying to the wall. Malik growled as he ripped a tapestry from the wall and wrapped it around a still stunned Marik. With another growl, Malik kicked his lover, toppling him towards the steps. Marik shouted profanity as he roughly rolledn thn the steps, feeling the tapestry slip off of him. He landed face first on the cold stone floor, making a low growling sound. Malik brushed his hands together at a job well done and gave the fallen Marik a ‘hmph!’ before turning away.

So, Marik liked to sleep around now, did he? Well, Malik would end THAT little habit fast! All he had to do was press the ributtbuttons, and he knew just how to go about doing it. Marik is VERY possessive over his things like Bakura is, and this trick will also be a perfect test. If he made Marik jealous, then he would know Marik wants to only be with him. But if he doesn’t care, that just proves that he is a whoremonger. Malik smirked at his idea, it had to work! Even if he turned out to be a whoremonger, Malik would win him over anyway. It was a “win, win” Now, he had to find someone stupid who he could pass as his-Malik’s eyes caught sight of none other than Keith wondering the halls. An evil, evil smirk spread across Malik’s face.

“There’s my bait!”


Seto’s Room:

Seto’s room was at the top of the tower, in the very last room. Jou was a bit upset because just looking down from the window could make one dizzy. And heights didn’t go very well with Jou. If Seto ever got mad at him and decided to kill him, he could just throw him out the window. It would be a LONG way down. But aside from the height, the room was very....plain. A bed, a wardrobe, a trunk, a desk, and a fireplace. That was it, no pictures, no curtains, no tapestries, nothing! Not even a rug! Not to mention, everything was thee coe color, plain old brown. The trunk was black though. Jou’s imaginary dog ears popped up as he heard Seto enter the room.

“Hey pup. I just came from Yami and he has assigned you a job here at the castle.”

“I guess that’s nice to know.t itt it is?” Seto smirked.

“Hm, well, since the first guy who was doing it got sick last month and passed away, we need someone to take his place. Someone who is good with animals,” Seto grinned in an ‘un-Seto like way’ “and can relate to them.” Jou glared.

“And just what animals would they be?”

“You’re keeper of the dogs. Woof.” Jou stared at him, completely stunned. Seto began to snicker, loving the look on Jou’s face. Jou fumed and started waving his arms around angrily.

“THAT TRAITOR YAMI!! HE DID THIS ON PURPOSE SO YOU COULD MAKE FUN OF ME SOME MORE!! WHY I OUGHTA-“

”Relax, pup. Being keeper of the dogs isn’t as bad as it sounds. We enjoy going on hunting parties so we need dogs. And who better to take care of them then you?” Jou pouted.

“You just want to make fun of me some more!” Seto rolled his eyes.

“Oh, come now, pup. I don’t make the rules, Yami does. Besides, he’s assigned everyone else their jobs.”

“Really? Do tell.”

“Well, Tristan is appointed head of the stables, and the kennels are right next to him, so you’ll have someone to talk to.”

“That makes me feel better.”

“Duke gets to work in the kitchen and laundry room.” Jou smirked.

“He’ll flip out when he hears that.”

“And as far as Yugi, Ryou, and Malik go, they are still just personal servants to Yami and his brothers.” Jou frowned and crossed his arms.

“Why can’t I be your personal servant like them?!”

“Because I am master of the house,” He held up a chain of keys “See the keys. I control and operate everything that goes on among the servants. I won’t have time for you during the day, so you being my servant would ointointless. This way, we are both working.” Jou raised a brow at him.

“How come you are the Master of the House and not Bakura or Marik?” Seto chuckled.

“I’m appointed Master of the House because I actually dedicate my time to doing my job properly. Marik and Ba jus just sit around on their ass’ all day and get drunk. If anything, THEY resemble the animals you English think we are. All they do is eat, sleep, drink, fuck, play, hunt, eat and drink again, then go backsleesleep. They have such a hard life.” Seto said sarcastically.

“I know. It’s back breaking work to lay around all day.”

Seto nodded and suddenly jumped onto the bed, nearly knocking Jou off. Seto attacked his lover’s neck with fervor, making Jou moan and fall back onto the bed. Seto settled on top of him, moving from his love’s neck to his mouth. Their lips crushed together as tongues fought for dominance. Jou broke away first, panting heavily.

“Make love to me, Seto!” Seto grinned and was ready to bring his lips down over Jou’s once more, and then the door swung open.

“BIG BROTHER!!” it was Mokuba, Seto’s little bother. Seto pushed himself off of Jou and held his arms out wide for his brother. Mokuba laughed happily as he jumped into his brother’s arms, rubbing his head in Seto’s chest. “Welcome back, Seto!! I’ve missed you so much!” Seto returned the hug.

“I’ve missed you too, Mokuba! I thought about you every day and night!”

“I’m so happy that you came back safe! I was so worried about you big brother!”

“You know I have nine lives!” Seto chuckled at his joke, then turned back to Jou. “Mokuba, I want you to finally meet the puppy.” Mokuba pulled away from his bother and plopped in between the both of them.

“You must be Jou! Seto tells me all about you in the letters he writes!” Jou smiled at the boy.

“And not a day goes by that Seto doesn’t mention your name at least once! It’s wonderful to finally meet you!” Mokuba smiled.

“Me too!”

“Mokuba, your English has improved greatly. I hope all your other subjects are just as mastered?” Mokuba gulped and forced a smile.

“Of course they are, Seto!” Seto raised an eyebrow. “Lets all go for a walk!” Mokuba grabbed both their hands and pulled them to stand up. The two smiled at each other before they let Mokuba pull them out of the room.

Malik spotted Keith sitting alone in one of the hall chairs. He had a book in his hand and he seemed completely unaware of Malik’s approach. Malik walked sensually up to him, but Keith’s head didn’t leave the book. Malik frowned and snatched the book from his hands, then plopped in his lap. Keith let out a strangled gasp/shout as Malik wrapped his arms around his neck.

“Hey there, stallion!” Keith didn’t know whether to push him off or knock him out!

“What the hell do you want?!” Malik cooed and buried his nose in Keith’s neck.

“I want you, naturally.”

“What?! What about Marik?!” Malik chuckled.

“What about him? He’s such a jerk sometimes! Don’t you agree?” Keith nodded.

“Hell yes!” Malik squirmed in Keith’s lap and he smirked when he felt Keith harden beneath him.

“I’m sorry I was so mean to you back at the camp.” He batt his eyelashes and drug a finger slowly up and down Keith’s chest. “I didn’t realize how incredibly sexy you are!” Malik hated to tell lies, to an extent. The thought of being intimate with this guy just made his stomaurn.urn. But he had to play it cool. He felt Keith’s arm wrap around his waist and pull him close.

“I’m glad to see you’ve come to your senses! When I first saw you I just wanted to fuck you then and there!” Malik forced himself to smile when he should have given Keith a slap clear across the face!

“I thought the same thing, but I was just frightened of Marik! He can be really scary sometimes. I didn’t want to be mean to you, but I had to be or Marik would get angry!” Keith smirked and stroked the back of Malik’s neck.

“I should have know Marik had put the fear of the gods in you. But we can make up for lost time now!”

“Yes, right now! I want you, Keith!! Take me right here and now! Please, I need you in me!” Malik applauded himself in his mind. (And the academy awgoesgoes to....!) Damn, he was good at this! Now, he just had to keep Keith going until someone tells Marik what is going on between them. He’d teach that big lummox a lesson!

(I can’t write a lemon with Keith in it. I just can’t! Use your hentai imagination here, folks! #^_^#)

Marik grumbled as he walked down the hallway with Bakura, Ryou, and Duke. The four were on their way to see Yami who had some “exciting” news to tell them. The sound of pleasured screams and grunts echoed down the hallway, stopping everyone in their tracks. They turned down another hallway and saw a sight that blew their minds.

Well, Marik’s anyway. The sight of his lover being fucked by another, his own HATED COUSIN even, made his blood boil! Marik took an old, rusty axd that hung on the wall and headed for the couple. Bakura tried to stop him by pulling on his shirt, but it didn’t slow Marik down. Ryou pulled Bakura’s shirt and Duke pulled Ryou’s shirt, all of them trying to hold Marik at bay. But I proved futile as Marik drug them all along behind him, axe poised and ready for attack.

“LET GO OF ME YOU BASTARDS!! I’LL KILL THEM BOTH!!” Malik and Keith heard their voices and saw Marik coming down the hall. Keith hissed and roughly pulled out of Malik, making him yelp. Good, it was over! “I’LL GET YOU FOR THIS, KEITH!!” Keith stuffed himself back in his pants and suddenly turned to run. Malik got up on his elbows and glared at the retreating figure. How DARE he abandon him like that to deal with Marik alone?! A sudden shadow loomed above him and he looked up into the raged eyes of Marik.

“Marik! I-“ Marik threw the axe to the side gripped Malik’s hair tightly, pulling him up. Malik let out a cry of pain, clutching the back of his neck.

“THE REST OF YOU GET LOST!! I HAVE TO TEACH MY ‘SLAVE’ A LESSON!” Bakura nodded.

“Kick his ass good, Marik.” Ryou looked worriedly at Malik, but Bakura’s tone of voice and Duke’s hand pulling on his, he had to obey. He kept looking back as Marik drug Malik further away from sight.


Marik drug him to their room and threw him inside. Malik moaned and rubbed the back of his head, turning to look at his lover.

“Marik, I-“ Before he could finish, Marik gave him a back hand. The force of it knocked Malik to the floor in shock. That wasn’t how it was suppose to happen! Marik wasn’t suppose to hit him?! He felt blood begin to trickle down his chin as he looked up at Marik, and quickly knew what it felt like to fear again. Marik was much bigger than he was, and much more strong. Marik could snap his neck like a twig if he wanted to. Malik whimpered and curled his legs up to him, cowering away from Marik. “I-I-“

”You’re in a shit load of trouble, slave!”

End chapter 14