Another Love Story

Alright my pretties.
This is chapter 18.
Sorry I've taken so long to update
but i've been really busy with
'Trick or Treat'. I wanted to get the
first chapter done for Halloween,
though it's not actually a scary story.

Another quick note, the next two chapters will
be from Ryou's POV. I couldn't co ordinate the
chapters any other way.


DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yu Gi Oh


Oh, and this chapter contains sex. Yep, thats ur warning.

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Chapter 18 - A Gothic Romance - Ryou POV
(Red Roses for the Devils Whore)

“I’ve got to warn you, my house used to be a kids fairy wonderland shop and party
centre. The interiors pretty weird....” Duke said hurriedly.
We were on his doorstep, having left Gen Q some time earlier.
I smiled reassuringly. As if I cared what his house looked like. Well, maybe just a little...
Duke nodded and turned back to the door. He unlocked it and led me inside.
I looked around what I presumed was the lounge room. The walls were black and
flecked with silver glitter. There were shimmering silver curtains at the windows.
There was a black couch and a black reclining chair against the far wall, along with
a TV. The carpet was black and immaculately clean.
/Don’t know what he was talking about.../
I followed Duke into the kitchen. It was like stepping into an enchanted forest. On
the walls was a mural of tall evergreen trees with a crystalline pond on the left wall.
In the centre sat a modern chrome and glass table, on the right was a bench, fridge,
stove etc.
Duke looked at me.
“I would change it but Jake really likes it so...” he began.
“I think it’s great!” I said, interrupting him.
Duke grinned.
“Well it gets a lot more interesting.” He stated, leading me up a short hallway.
“This is Jakes room.” He said, opening a door on the left.
The room was painted to look like a city at night. On the right wall Spiderman was in
the picture, swinging between two tall buildings. There was abed against the far wall
that looked like a giant spaceship. Action figures and other toys littered the black carpet.
I laughed.
“Lucky kid.” I stated.
Duke smiled then led me further down the hall.
“There's a bathroom in there, the laundry in there, and this is my room.” He said,
indicating a door on the left, a door on the tight and then opening the door at the
end of the hall.
Duke’s room was extraordinary. It was black, flecked with silver alohe fhe front and
right walls. The wall far opposite had a mural of a silver unicorn standing on a cliff,
silhouetted by the setting sun. The left wall was entirely smoky grey glass that had
water trickling down behind it. A gap in the glass led into an amazing bathroom. The
walls were covered in metallic red tiles. In the back left corner was a red spa trimmed
in gold. The floor was tiled in black marble. After inspecting the bathroom I went back
into the bedroom. Opposite me was a massive four poster bed. The frame was silver
and the poles had serpentndinnding up them. The bed had dark red filmy drapes and
dark red blankets.
“So what do you think?” Duke asked me.
I looked at him.
“It’s incredible!” I gushed.
Duke smiled shyly.
“Thanks... Um... Can I get you anything?” He replied.
I shook my head.
“Oh, there's something else I have to show you.” He added, walking over to a built in
wardrobe “Look. They left me with all these costumes.”
I walked over and peered in at the fantasy costumes.
/That gives me an idea... Finally a way to bring up what it is I really want... To fuck
the guy senseless.../
I grinned evilly. Bakura would have been proud.
“Let’s play dress up.” I stated.
“What?” Duke replied.
“You heard me. I’ll pick out something for you to wear.” I said.
Duke grinned.
“As long as I get to pick something for you to wear.” He replied.
“Deal.” I said, already rifling through the costumes.
/Hmm. Demon? No. Fairy? Ha ha. Tempting, but no. Knight? Armours too restricting.
That's a no. Ah ha! A prince. /
I pulled out the costume that consisted of tight grey breeches; soft black leather boots
a silver silk shirt, black vest, a long black cape and a plastic silver sword.
Duke shook his head as he took the costume from me.
“All right. But you’ve got to wear whatever I choose.” He stated, putting the costume on
the bed.
I nodded.
Duke rummaged around in the closet, a short time later pulling out a fairy costume.
“You’re not serious!” I stated.
“A deals a deal Ryou.” He replied, thrusting the costume into my hands.
“I’ll be right back.” He finished, picking up his costume and walking out.
I went into the red bathroom and put the costume on the sink. I took my shirt off and
tried to figurt hot how the to went on. It was pink and laced up at the back. It had long
flowing sleeves that faded into pale orange at the ends. I figured out that since I’m
lacking in the breast department I could just pull the top on over my head without
undoing the laces. It was fairly tight fitting. I picked up the skirt and looked at it with
disdain.
/This had betbe wbe worth it! /
I took my pants off and put the skirt on. It was very short and had several layers.
It too was pink, and each of the layers faded to pale orange. Like the petals of a
rose might. I tied a belt around my waist that had little pink and orange flowers on
it. Then I put wings on that started pink and then went orange toward the edges.
There were trimmed and flecked with gold glitter. Last of all I put a halo of little pink
and orange flowers on over ilveilver hair. (*Laughs* kawaii! *see footnotes*)
I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I felt like such a fool.
/Me and my stupid ideas. /
The sad thing was though; I made a damn good fairy.
“Ryou? You dressed?” Duke called.
/If looking like a Mardi Gras reject is dressed.../
“Yeah.” I replied, walking out of the bathroom.
Duke looked amazing. He looked, well, like a prince. The breeches were
incredibly tight and left nothing to the imagination. He had the sword
strapped against his hip.
Surprily, ly, he didn’t laugh at me. He just nodded approvingly, while I was
drooling over him.
“Ready to play?” He asked, his voice low and husky.
/Now you’re talking.../
I nodded. Duke grinned.
“You’re a fairy princess. Your father, the king, won’t let you marry the human prince,
me, so we have to carry out our affair in secret.” He stated.
I nodded again.
His suggestion didn’t sound strange to me at all. The whole prospect was pretty exciting.
I took it upon myself to presume the setting for the role-play was the fairy princess’s
bedroom. I climbed onto Duke’s bed and knelt against the pillows. Duke exited the room.
“Why must my father be so unreasonable?” I wailed, getting into character.
“Why must he deny me my one true desire? I long only to be with my prince. The
only man I have ever loved... The only man I want to caress this virgin body of mine.
Oh life is so unfair!” I continued.
I heard hurried footsteps down the hall, then a door slammed shut.
/What on earth is he doing? /
I couldn’t think of anything else to whine about, so I just fidgeted with my skirt.
After five long minutes the window slid open. I froze. Duke climbed in the window.
“My princess.” He said bowing low.
I smiled. Duke stood up and walked over to the bed. I crawled over to him and looked
up at him. Duke leant down and kissed me softly. I pulled him down onto the bed next
to me. He kissed me more insistently and pulled me into his lap. I turned around so I
sat astride him and kissed him back. Duke untied his cape then unbuttoned the vest
and shirt. I slid both of them off his shoulders, kissing his neck. I threw the shirt and
vest over my shoulder and continued kissing Duke’s neck. I grazed the sensitive skin
with my teeth, biting here and there.
“Gods Ryou!” Duke moaned.
I pullway way and looked at him. Dark red bite marks stood out against his pale skin
all up his neck. He was leaning back, resting his weight on his elbows, his bottom up
caught between his teeth, his emerald eyes ablaze with desire. He pulled me down for
a heated kiss that took my breath way.
“You’re so perfect.” He murmured breathlessly into my ear.
/I am pretty great. /
I answered by biting his shoulder, fairly hard. Duke arched his back under me; I could
feel his arousal rubbing against mine.
I leapt off him and unbuckled his belt then slid the grey breeches down his thighs,
freeing his erection. I discarded the breeches, boots and belt and then kissed my way
up Duke’s inner thigh.
/Time to return a favour. /
I curled my tongue around the head of his cock and slid my hand around the base. I
took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could and proceeded to give Duke the head
job of his life.
Duke writhed under me, with my free hand I had to hold him down so he couldn’t
thrust into my mouth.
He came with a muffled scream. I swallowed as much of his seed as I could, but
a lot dripped down my chin and covered Duke’s stomach and thighs.
Duke was panting heavily. His eyes were shut; his arms stretched out either side
of him.
I took my fairy skirt off and used Duke’s cum to lubricate my erection. I positioned
myself at his entrance, resting my weight on my hands either side of him.
“Open your eyes.” I whispered.
Duke slowly opened his eyes and sat up to kiss me. Without breaking the kiss I slid
the head of my cock inside him. He moaned into my mouth. I leant forward so that
he lay flat on his back and I slowly slid my erection in the rest of the way.
Duke whimpered, so I stopped.
“No don’t stop!” Duke cried, pushing down on my cock.
/If you insist.../
I pulled out sand thrust into him again, earning a catlike mewling sound from Duke.
I thrust faster and harder, fast reaching my climax. I pumped Duke’s arousal in time
with my thrusts, quickly sending him over the edge. Duke screamed my name as he
came a second time, coating his stomach and my chest with his seed. I was quick to
follow, releasing deep inside him.
Exhausted, I withdrew and lay down beside Duke on my stomach so s not to crush
the wings I was still wearing.
“What's that?” Duke asked softly.
“What?” I replied, though it came out as a grunt due to my face being buried n the bed.
“You were purring.” Duke stated.
I put my head up and looed at him.
“I do that.” I replied, then yawned.
Duke sat up.
“Come on.” He said, taking my hand.
He stood up and led me into the bathroom where he slowly undressed the rest of me,
wings and all, then filled the spa with steaming hot water and turned on the jets.
Duke climbed into the spa and motioned for me to join him. I got in and sat down. I
sighed contentedly as a particularly strong jet massaged my lower back. I sank deeper
into the hot water, feeling even more sated and sleepy.
Duke laughed.
“I could really go to sleep here.” He stated.
I nodded, then yawned. Duke stood up, got out of the spa and stretched. He grabbed
a towel and wrapped it around his waist.
“Come one.” He said to me.
I pouted, but climbed out anyway, allowing Duke to wrap a fluffy white towel around
me. He led me back into the bedroom and dried himself the pulled on a pair of
green boxer shorts and got into bed. I went back into the bathroom, got dry and
put my black boxer shorts on then went and got into bed with Duke.
I curled up on my side, facing away from him. Duke snuggled up to my back,
wrapping an arm around me.
I very quickly fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning Duke still slept soundly. He lay on his back, once
arm dangling out of bed, the other flung above his head.
It was 6:30am according to my watch. Enough time to go home, have a shower,
eat and got to work.
I slipped out of bed and got dressed. Duke accosted me in the bathroom.
“Was I that bad?” He asked, grinning.
I kissed him softly on the lips.
“No, you were great. I’ve got to go to work.” I replied, running my fingers through
my hair.
Duke yawned.
“Need a ride?” He questioned.
“If you don’t mind. I want to go home.” I said.
Duke nodded.
“All right. Give me a minute.” He stated, pulling on a pair of jeans.
I went down to the kitchen. Duke walked in a few minutes later, keys in hand.
He led me outside and into his car. I couldn’t stop yawning the whole way, plus
I felt kind of awkward. I know I had no reason to. But I really liked Duke and I
didn’t want to fuck anything up.
Once we pulled up outside my house I pulled Duke to me and kissed him
passionately. He raised an eyebrow.
“That was nice. I’ll call you tonight.” He stated.
I nodded and got out of the car.
/Wait a minute.../
“All right. See you later Ryou.” Duke said, then sped off down the street.
/He doesn’t know my phone number. Great, I'll never see him again. /
Mumbling to myself I walked up the path and let myself in the front door. The house
was in darkness. I edged my way through the lounge into the kitchen. I turned
on the light then put a couple of half drunk coffees in the sink.
/Bakura can deal with those. /
I emptied the ashtray from the table into the bin. I then went upstairs and opened
Bakura’s bedroom door and quietly as I could. He and someone else were asleep
in his bed. I presumed it was Malik. I shut the door again and went into the bathroom
to have a shower. I picked a towel up off the floor and Bakura’s pyjama top out of
the sink and put them in the laundry basket.
/Bakura can deal with that too. /
I then got undressed, put my clothes in the laundry basket and got into the shower.
I washed my hair with sweet smelling strawberry shampoo, then scrubbed my skin.
I got out of the shower, wrapped a towel around my waist and padded into my bedroom
where I got dressed in my work clothes. Black suit pants, a white dress shirt and a
medium length fitted suit jacket. I blow dried my hair then went downstairs to eat.
I stood at the bench and wolfed down a bowl of cornflakes then set the bowl in the
sink and went back upstairs to clean my teeth.
I retrieved my briefcase fro my room that contained my design portfolio, being a
multimedia designer, then tiptoed into Bakura’s room. I hunted around for his car
keys, but couldn’t find them.
/Shit! /
I went over and gently shook Bakura, who was snoring quite loudly.
“Kura. Wake up.” I said.
He grunted.
“Bakura.” I continued.
Malik stirred beside him, then rolled over and looked at me.
“Good morning Malik.” I stated.
Malik yawned.
“What time is it?” He asked.
“Almost eight.” I replied.
“Malik sat up.
“Dammit. I’m going to be later for work.” He saidly. ly.
“So am I if I don’t get these fucking car keys!” I cried.
Bakura woke up.
“No need to fucking yell.” He hissed.
“Car keys!” I demanded.
“On the hook... In the kitchen...” Bakura mumbled.
I said nothing, then turned to walk out.
“Wait! Ryou, can you give me a life home?” Malik asked, swinging his legs out of bed.
“If you hurry.” I replied.
I went downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed the keys off the hook by the door.
Malik stumbled downstairs, dressed in Bakura’s black pyjama pants and his purple
trench coat.
He followed me outside to Bakura's car and silently climbed in. I started the engine
and reversed out onto the street.
“So where am I taking you?” I asked.
Malik gave me directions and I dropped him off out the front of his house.
I then drove to my work, which was on the top floor of a very tall building in the city
next to Kaiba Corporations’ main office.
I parked the car and rushed inside the building. I hammered the elevator call
button impatiently. Once the elevator arrived I leapt in and rode it to the top floor.
I emerged into the reception area of ‘Enchanter-Talon Designs’. I strode toward
the reception desk.
“You’re late Ryou.” The Goth receptionist stated.
She was very thin, with almost white skin and shoulder length black hair that had
red streaks through it. She was dressed in black, wore heavy black makeup and
had a lip ring.
“I know Meridian. I had to drive Bakura’s boyfriend home.” I replied.
Meridian laughed.
“Well the ‘Morning Star’ contract came though.” She said, passing me a black display folder.
I flicked through it.
“They like my layout?” I asked.
Meridian groaned.
“No. They hated it. But at least this time they included their own specifications.
You’ve got your work cut out for you with that one. Also your game proposal was
accepted and you’ve got a ten thousand-dollar grant from Ravencrest.” Meridian
continued, handing me a dozen loose sheets of paper and an envelope.
“Ravencrest? You’re kidding!” I replied.
“Nope. They want a storyboard by Friday. Their number is in there... somewhere...
Lastly the ‘Earth Tree Grove’ called, They are sending people in today to discuss
an advertising campaign. “ Meridian finished.
“What's the Earth Tree Grove?” I asked.
“A kids fairy wonderland thing. They do parties and stuff.” Meridian replied.
I nodded.
“All right. Got all that. Anything else?” I asked.
“No. That's it.” Meridian stated.
“Ok, thanks. I’ll see you later then.” I said, then walked down the hall to my office.
Well, my cubicle anyway. There were four other designers that shared my office.
I never seemed to see them though.
I set my stuff down on my desk and switched on my computer. My desk was in the
corner, and I was separated from the people on either side by shoulder high
wooden partitions.
I sat down in my swivel chair and set the display folder in my lap.
/Alright. Lets see what those ‘Morning Star’ bastards said about my layout. /
‘Morning Star was a well-known magazine that was centred on duelling. They’d
started off by telling me they wanted a flashy new magazine layout, cover,
everything. So I did that, and they hated it. I guess they had a different view
of what the readers wanted.
The owners told me my design was boring and that they wanted something more
risque and a little more controversial.
/Controversial hey? I can do that. /
I grinned evilly as I fired up Photoshop, then opened a few pictures. I found the
photos from Kaiba's Halloween party the year before. I found the photo I wanted,
of the Dark Magician kitting the Flame Swordsman. It was a photo I’d taken of
Yugi and Joey dressed up as their favourite duel monsters.
Anyway, that picture was going to be front page, right in the centre. I spent the
entire morning working on the front cover. The rest of the pages weren’t so hard.
In the top right and left corner of every page I had the DM & FS picture. The colours
were very dark blue, purple, red and then black.
I had the entire layout finished by mid afternoon. I printed it then put it in a new
black display folder. I leant back in my chair and stretched my arms above my
head. My spine clicked. I stood up and took the new layout to meridian.
“Did you read their comments?” I asked her.
Se nodded, rifling through a filing cabinet.
“Take a look.” I stated, putting the folder on the desk.
Meridian stopped what she was doing and picked up the folder. She flicked through it.
“Oh my god! That is sooooooo good!” She gushed.
“Think it’s controversial enough?” I asked.
“Maybe a bit too controversial. But I love it.” Meridian replied.
“We’ll see hey?” I laughed.
“Yep. I’ll send this off in a minute. The ‘Earth Tree Grove’ people should be here
really soon.” Meridian said, putting display folder in a large envelope.
“No worries. I’m going up onto the roof.” I said, heading back to my office.
I grabbed a cigarette and my lighter from my secret stash and then went up the
stairs onto the roof. It was a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky with a slight breeze.
I walked over to the edge of the roof and looked down over the railing. I was very
high up. The people looked like grains of sand. I went back over to the stairs leading
down and lit my cigarette.
/Life is sweet. /
Morning Star would probably hate my layout. If they did, I'd tell them to shove it up
their asses. I was going to have to work very fucking hard on my storyboard for
Ravencrest if I was going to get it to them by Friday. Ravencrest were a multibillion-dollar
company, like Square-Enix that made Playstation/Nintendo games. My idea was for
an RPG game based very loosely on duelling. Ravencrest accepted my proposal. Not
only that, they’d given me 10,000 dollars to make it. Life was very sweet indeed.
I finished my cigarette and went back downstairs.
“Good you’re here! They just arrived...” Meridian babbled on, escorting me to the
conference room.
I stood outside the door, took a deep breath, then walked confidently into the room.
“Hello. I’m Ryou Bakura.” I began.
“Ryou!” Duke cried, astonished.
“Duke?” I replied, sitting down at the head of the large table.
Duke was sitting on my right. Next to him was an older woman with ash blonde
hair.
“Well, since you two already know each other... I am Georgina Simmonds, owner
of the ‘Earth Tree Grove.’” The woman said.
I nodded.
“My name is Ryou Bakura...” I replied.
“I know. You already said that. Can we get down to business? Duke?” Georgina snapped.
I blushed. Duke cleared his throat noisily.
“We’re here to talk about an advertising campaign.” Duke began “We’re a relatively
new establishment and aren’t that well off in the financial department so we want to
try and appeal to a wider audience.”
I nodded, acknowledging what he’d said.
“Duke came to work this morning with the most wonderful idea of offering more....
Adult related services. Adult role-play nights and such where they can act out their
fantasies. Based, of course, on the mythological. Isn’t that great?” Georgina raved on.
I looked at Duke, shocked. Duke blushed and looked away.
“So what we need from you dear, is a campaign that shows both aspects of our
business.” Georgina continued, oblivious to either Duke’s discomfort or mine.
“Wouldn’t it be easier to market both aspects separately?” I asked, switching into autopilot.
“We don’t have that kind of money.” Georgina said condescendingly, as though I
were a five-year-old.
I sighed.
“Ok. I can do it. What's the theme?” I asked.
Georgina looked at me incredulously.
“Fantasy, obviously.” She replied.
“Specifics?” I snapped.
“Bright sexy colours that grab you and pull you in. Pink, purple, blue silver. Bold
yet effeminate writing. Pictures of fairies.” Georgina ranted.
I blushed slightly sat the mention of fairies. Then I nodded.
“All right. I’ll let you know when I'm done.” I stated, standing up and walking out.
I went back to my office and sat down. I was very upset that Duke had used the
whole role-play idea. I thought it was a special thing between he and I. Like it was
exclusively ours. I mean, I knew that I wouldn’t tell anyone. It was like he’d sold out.
I started to formulate a plan. Mainly to get back at Duke, yes I know I'm a jealous
bitch, but I would get the advertisements done in the process.
I flicked through my address book until I found the number I wanted. I picked up
the phone and dialled.

“Good afternoon Minstrelsea Modelling, Yami speaking.”
“Yami it’s Ryou. I need a favour...”


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And thats the end of that.

As for the note I made, I would be eternally greatful of someone could
please draw Ryou in a fairy costume for me. I'll pay you, even. lol.
Yes, I am a sick, sad, desperate weirdo.


Until next time................