Tales of Arabian Nights

Tales of Arabian Nights

Mally-chan and hato chiisai

YAOI WARNING!!!!

Disclaimer: We do not own Yugioh or I Dream of Jeannie. But hato does own Mikado and Ahmose…

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Chapter 19

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Ahmose sighed, sitting calmly at a small table on the terrace of a small cafe that sat on the cliffs overlooking the sea. He swirled his red wine, before sipping it a bit. He was completely lost in the view and the tranquility of it all, he had COMPLETELY forgotten about the things sitting in front of him; Yami, and his lunch.

Yami chuckled softly. "Ahmose, Earth to Ahmose...please land the starship and get back to what we were talking about..."

Ahmose blinked and tore his eyes away from the Bay of Naples, looking at Yami. "Hmm?"

"So where is this guys house?" Yami asked after another chuckle.

Ahmose sighed. "Oh, it's outside of town." He said. "He has a villa up the coast." He said, poking a forkful of salad into his mouth.

Yami grinned and shook his head. "Ahmose...where would YOU like to go for our honeymoon? You seem so lost in awe..."

Ahmose blinked and cocked his head. "I think... I'd like to go home..." He said.

"Which one?" Yami said blinking.

"To Egypt." Ahmose said. "Find a place, or you could wish a place, on the Nile. Somewhere secluded. Just us. I'm sure Ryou would conjure up a nice little chateau for us.”

Yami smiled. "Sounds nice..." He closed his eyes and shook his head. "If I'd have made a wish, it would be our old home, near the nile...just for the honeymoon. Just like old times..."

"That whole fuckin' palace?" Ahmose chuckled.

"Damn straight." Yami laughed.

"Yami, over five hundred people lived there!!!" Ahmose gasped, staring at Yami like he was nuts.

"Yup. Lots of places to fuck." He said proudly.

Ahmose rolled his eyes. "I liked the idea of screwing on the bank of the Nile..." He muttered. "Maybe IN the Nile..."

Yami nodded and leaned forward, catching Ahmose's lips. "Anything for you Ahmose."

Ahmose blinked, slightly startled, but smiled and gave a modest blush when Yami returned to his seat. Ahmose smiled slightly and sipped his wine again. "Hmmmm... We should bring some of this stuff home..." He said. "It's good..."

Yami nodded and smiled. "Well, then we'll take some home." he cooed.

Ahmose smiled and nodded, polishing of his lunch and leaning back, closing his eyes lightly.

Yami finished his own lunch shortly after. "I can’t wait to see these paintings...I bet they're gorgeous..."

Ahmose smiled and nodded. "No kidding." He said, paying for their lunch and standing. "Come on. Sorrento has some great shopping." And he headed off, his braided hair swinging slightly as he walked.

Yami trotted after grinning and catching Ahmose from behind, hugging him slightly.

Ahmose smiled and chuckled. "In a good mood?" He asked, looking back over his shoulder at Yami.

"Of course..." Yami cooed. "Just thinking about a honeymoon with you at home...is more than enough to make ME fuzzy all day."

Ahmose chuckled. "Well, we can get warm and fuzzy among other things when I get back with the paintings tonight."

"Oh? I cant come along?" Yami chuckled

“No.” Ahmose said calmly. “You can’t. I’m going alone.”

Yami grinned and rolled his eyes. "Why?"
"Because it's dangerous... And I'm gonna have to be at my best. and I can't do that with a noisy novice grabbing my ass." Ahmose said.

Yami grabbed Ahmose's ass at that comment, and goosed him slightly, causing poor Ahmose to yelp.

"SHIT!!" Ahmose yelped, jumping, and many eyes turned. "Stop that!!!"

Yami laughed loudly at Ahmose's little 'display'. "Ha ha."

Ahmose turned and glared. "You're NOT coming."

"Aww..." Yami pouted cutely. "But I'm sneaky enough to grab YOUR ass when you're not expecting it..."

Ahmose snorted. "Yami, you are loud and inexperienced. And horny. Just... wait for me in the hotel room naked or something."

"Been there done that." Yami said rolling his eyes.

"So do it again." Ahmose said. "I'm going alone."

"Fine fine." Yami grumbled.

Ahmose sighed and smiled. "Thank you..." He said softly, nodding to Yami.

"But I'm going to make you regret it when you get back, in the most wicked ways imaginable." he added after that.

Ahmose smiled. "Deal." He said. And a few hours later, the pair were finishing dinner on another cliffside cafe, watching the sun set beneath the Bay of Naples.

Yami paid after they finished and stood, smiling. "Gotta give Italy something Ahmose, they have amazing food..." he said proudly. "Even if they WERE culture thieves.”

Ahmose chuckled. "So were we..." He said softly, standing and stretching. "Well... come on... I gotta change..."

"We? Ahmose I totally stole YOU." he chuckled grinning. "By the time the Romans got to the Greeks, their country had nothing of value left, you were loooong gone." he cooed proudly.

Ahmose chuckled. "You are such a kiss ass sometimes..." He said, blushing a bit.

"I'm not kissing ass yet...but I can..." Yami grabbed Ahmose by the waistband of his pants and smirked.

Ahmose giggled, nervously. "Stop that! I have to get moving!!!"

"Yes you do, right into our bedroom." Yami cooed letting go.

Ahmose rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah... come on." He said, and they headed up to their hotel room where Ahmose changed in the bathroom. When he emerged, he was wearing form fitting black leather from heat to toe, and his hair was tightly braided. He picked up a black leather mask that Yami realized was designed for bondage, and put it on. It covered his face from the eyes down.

Yami grinned. "Now, come here so I can tie you to the bed..." he chuckled. "and proceed to violate you in pleasureable and horrible ways until dawn."

Ahmose snorted. "Knock it off." He said, giving Yami a look. "Gods... is it just me or do I look like the Magician of Black Chaos in this outfit?" He asked, looking down at himself. "I swear... he's secretly the Magician of Black Bondage... all those rings and straps and shit he wears..."

“I loved him so much..." Yami cooed, practically spewing love at Ahmose. "Unfortunately, you're much hotter."

Ahmose laughed, removing the mask. "Oh really? Hmmmm..." He narrowed his eyes, and they glowed, and his black leather clothes were covered with the 'rings and straps and shit' that the Magician of Black Chaos wore (Only the straps were purple instead of fuschia like the Chaos Mage). "What do you think?" Ahmose asked, striking a bit of a pose for Yami.

"I think if you intend to steal paintings, you'd better get the hell out now, or I'll wrestle you to the bed myself." Yami warned smirking. "And then you wont be going ANYWHERE."

Ahmose grinned, putting the mask on again. "Somehow, I have the feeling that this won't be the last time I end up in a Magician of Black Chaos costume... got a fetish, Yami?" He asked, heading for the window.

"Inarus, I'm warning you..." Yami said seriously. "Leave now, or risk sodomy of the worst kinds."

Ahmose laughed, but under the mask he was blushing furiously. "Oh really now...?" He asked, sitting on the railing of their balcony. "Maybe I'll just hop out of your reach and taunt you from afar..." And with that, he leaned backwards, topping off of the railing and dropping out of sight.

Yami grumbled. "Oh yeah? Well I wish you had one of those remote vibrators we got in...cause I would TORMENT THE HELL OUT OF YOU!" he shouted.

Down the street, Ahmose's silent running was cut short when he felt something... INSIDE of him!!! He yelped and tripped, falling flat on his face. And back in the room, Yami suddenly found a remote control in his hand.

Yami blinked and looked at it questioningly, before a truly WICKED grin appeared on his face. "Oh Ahmose...you're fucked now." he said proudly, and jabbed the 'on' button.

Ahmose, who was just getting up, suddenly let out a yelp (that echoed down the street and to Yami's ears) and toppled over again when the thing inside of him jumped and began vibrating. Ahmose groaned. "I'll... kill him..." He gasped.

Yami laughed maniacally and turned up the vibrator's settings. "I'm such a royal ass..." he said proudly. "I love my work.."

Ahmose gasped and writhed at the sudden increase in the shaking. "Gods!!!" He winced when he heard someone coming. He forced himself to his feet and stumbled into an alley, leaning against the wall, panting.

Yami smiled proudly, and slowly turned down the vibrations and eventually turned them off. "Alright...I should stop tormenting him, or he'll go from needy to pissy...and I dont have any good books on me."

"Gods..." Ahmose whimpered. "I'll fuckin' kill him..." But he pushed himself off of the wall and headed off to do his job.

It was nearly 2 am when Yami was startled out of his doze by a soft thump on the balcony.

Yami perked up immediatly and hurried over to the balcony. "Ahmose?" he called. "You ok?"

Ahmose walked in, several flat objects strapped on his back. He was still wearing the mask, but Yami could tell he was smiling.

"Lets see em!" he said eagerly. "I'm dying to see what these paintings look like!"

Ahmose chuckled and removed them from his back. They were smaller than Yami had suspected, but Ahmose carefully unwrapped the first, and Yami saw the work of Michaelangelo. Ryou was sitting on pillows with a glass of wine in his hand, and was wearing 15th century Italian Aristocratic garb.

Yami chuckled. "His genie outfit is cuter."

Ahmose smirked, removing the mask. "They're nice paintings though."

Yami nodded, looking though each. "They're so...." Yami started, awed.

"They're Michaelangelo." Ahmose said calmly, laying back on the King sized bed and stretching, the leather creaking slightly.

Yami looked at the remaining paintings and snorted back a chuckle. "Should we give them THIS ONE?" he asked holding up a painting featuring Ryou, tastefully naked. "Marik could get green eyed again..."

Ahmose chuckled. "Be nice." He said.

Yami laughed. "oh come ON Ahmose, you know he would. The idea that Ryou had a mild crush on a DEAD master got him greeneyed. The fact that he was NAKED for another would give him an aneurysm!"

Ahmose rolled his eyes. "Marik isn't THAT stupid." He said. "Ryou was modeling for one of the most brilliant artists of all time."

Yami chuckled once more and shook his head. "Well it's not like the kid has a bad body." he said thoughtfully.

Ahmose smirked. "He's cute. And sexy."

Yami nodded grinning. "Indeed. He made out well for a genie-slave. It's because he was made one, that I bet his body came out so well...wasn't the palace rations for slaves rather low?"

"Wasn't Ryou always into everything? I'm sure that he snitched treats." Ahmose said, relaxing on the bed.

"We should ask him sometime...how many times he spied on us, and what he saw." Yami said thoughtfully. "I'm sure the little scamp has interesting stories."

"I don't think I WANNA know..." Ahmose mumbled. "Ignorance is bliss..."

"Yes, but ignorance doesn't take away the fact. I bet he saw US doing naughty things a time or two." Yami pointed out amused.

"You mean he saw YOU doing naughty things to ME?!" Ahmose corrected.

"Like you complain." Yami countered.

"Back then I DID." Ahmose pointed out.

"You just didn't realize how fun it was to be fucked." Yami laughed loudly at that. "Now you're as horny as me, and you enjoy it! Immensely!"

Ahmose chuckled. "I should start carrying around a squirt gun. Squirt you when you look like you're about to start humping something..."

"You'd get horny without me." Yami warned.

Ahmose snickered. "Oh, I'd only squirt you in public... when we're alone... I think I'd forget about the squirt gun."

Yami rolled his eyes. "Who says I REWARD bad behavior?"

Ahmose snickered. "Who says I want your hand down my pants in public?!"

"Me." Yami said laughing and re-instating the vibrator punishment, he'd earlier given up so Ahmose wouldn't get caught during his heist.

"SHIT!!!" Ahmose yelped, jumping and toppling off of the bed. HE groaned and writhed. "Y-Yami!!!"

Yami cackled. "No squirt guns for you!" He said sternly.

"Yami... gods..." Ahmose groaned, squirming.

Suddenly, Ahmose grew completely silent. Yami blinked and leaned over the bed. But what he saw made him freeze. There, lying on the floor, was what looked like a black marble sculpture of Ahmose, completely made of stone, clothes and all. The figure's mouth was open in what looked to be a moan, and it was arching its back. But it was very, very... not normal. Yami frowned, noticing how the veins in the marble seemed to be a glowing gold, pulsing... almost like the rhythm of a heart beat...

Ahmose, on the other hand, suddenly felt the plush carpet from beneath him disappear and give way to a cold, tingly... nothing. Blinking and gasping slightly, he opened his eyes and rolled onto his side, looking around. And only one thought went through his mind. '.... Oh shit...' He turned, and there, standing in the blackness before him, was Anubis. Ahmose squeaked, quickly kneeling and bowing his head to the god, though his body was sweaty and trembling as that Ra forsaken egg kept vibrating inside of him. AND he was still wearing his little Magician of Black Chaos outfit!!! Ahmose was thoroughly mortified and embarrassed...

Anubis looked over Ahmose in a long silence before letting out a rumbling chuckle. "About time."

Ahmose looked up at the god, with a deer in headlights look. He was shaking, panting and sweating, as well as blushing. "M-Master?"

"You got fucked." Anubis said proudly. "My little Ahmose is all grown up and fucking around! I can’t WAIT to tell Ra this one! He'll love it!" he said laughing more.

Ahmose blinked, confused, but then groaned and let his head drop. "Oh, come ON!!! It's been a YEAR since I lost my virginity in this life!!!"

"Yes, but now you're a ho!" Anubis laughed. "As said in your time. Look at you! You're in tight leather, chains and probably a vibrator, by the way you're twitching..."

Ahmose winced. "YAMI IS USING RYOU'S MAGIC AGAINST ME!!!" He howled, completely humiliated. "And for your information, I was just out, um... well... stealing some stuff, that's why I'm in these clothes!!! I am NOT a whore!!!"

"No I didn't say you were a whore. I highly doubt Pharaoh is paying you. You're a ho." Anubis said snickering. "Big difference."

Ahmose glared. "So you're calling me a slut."

"No, not really a slut either, I doubt you're easy." Anubis said thoughtfully. "Ah well, at least you're putting out. That poor pharaoh was probably near giving up!"

Ahmose snorted. "Him? Never... now... may I ask why you summoned me, Master?" Ahmose asked, hoping to change the subject.

"Just checking to make sure you're keeping that poor genie-boy alive. I'm not sending him back anymore! That was it. Last chance. He dies again, and he's mine, period."

"Master..." Ahmose sighed. "I never LET him die." He said. "LAST time, he took his OWN life!!! And wouldn't let me heal him..."

Anubis chuckled. "I know." He said calmly. "But I had a bad feeling he'd be back soon, so I thought I'd check up with you and see if he was ok."

Ahmose's eyes widened. "What do you mean you had a feeling he'd be back soon?! Master, I don't know how he is, I'm in Italy!!!"

Anubis shrugged. "Not my problem. He's alive. I'll get back to you if he dies."

Ahmose just gave Anubis a look that was a mix of horrified and annoyed.

Anubis shrugged. "Well you're alive. I'm sure you can get back to him before something....unfortunate...happens."

Ahmose frowned. "If something happens to him, I'll commit suicide just to go the Kingdom of Osiris and strangle him!!!"

Anubis gave Ahmose a stern look. "First of all, you don’t come here when you die. Secondly, you're forbidden to do that."

Ahmose snorted. "Well, it's still fun to think about..." He muttered. He sighed and looked at Anubis, slowly standing, stumbling a bit from that FUCKIN' egg. "Master... have... have Yami and myself... not redeemed ourselves? If we were to die tomorrow... would we be fated to be reincarnated once again?"

"Inarus, you two committed quite a sin. It was decided long before you died, that you would be reincarnated 10 times." Anubis said calmly. "You two are on round 7."

Ahmose blinked, then lowered his eyes. “So… we get reincarnated every 500 years… so… we still have another 1500 years before we can enter the kingdom of Osiris?”

Anubis nodded. "Something akin to that. You're forbidden to enter the kingdom of Osiris currently. You two committed a HUGE crime. Your souls aren't redeemed, and you may NEVER get to enter Osiris." Anubis said calmly.

Ahmose frowned. "Master... Yami didn't do anything... why must he be punished for what I have done?"

"He ordered you to." Anubis explained. "A pharaoh, was always the messenger of the gods to man revered as god on earth. He abused THAT when he commanded you to do such a thing. You're both in hot water."

lAhmose frowned. "He didn't tell me to make Ryou a genie, Master." Ahmose said, wincing and flicking his fingers, trying to freeze that damn egg. "He just told me that he wanted Ryou to have no choice but to obey... that was the only thing I could do within the time limit he set. But it was MY choice and I did it... please don't punish Yami, Master..."

"Inarus, it wasn't ME who placed this punishment on you. The majority of the gods met over this. It was what THEY agreed on." Anubis shook his head. "They didn't want you in Osiris at all. And at the end of your reincarnations they will meet again, to decide if you deserve the luxury."

"And... if we don't?" Ahmose asked softly, afraid of the answer.

"Then you'll either be condemned to more reincarnations, or devoured by Ammut on the spot."

Ahmose winced, shuddering. To be devoured by Ammut was to cease to exist in any way or form. "Master... I am sure that I have committed crimes to prevent myself from entering the Kingdom of Osiris... But Yami... Master, he doesn't deserve this..."

"It's out of MY hands Ahmose. Asking me to spare him is pointless." Anubis said once more.

"Master... Can you not go the other gods? If they were to decide that Yami would be permitted to enter the Kingdom of Osiris at the end of this life... I would gladly serve the remainder of his punishment... and take his remaining three reincarnations upon myself..."

"No." Anubis said sternly. "I have to agree with the other gods. You two were BOTH out of line."

"But Master... Yami doesn't DESERVE this!!!" Ahmose cried. "He has a chance to enter the Afterlife! He is a good soul, Master... please..."

"No." Anubis said coldly. "You both are to blame for taking the place of a god. You BOTH are serving your punishments, and that's FINAL!"

Ahmose cringed, bowing his head with a muted "Yes, Master..."

"Now, is the boy still alive?" Anubis asked once more.

Ahmose blinked. "What? Ryou? I haven't heard otherwise, Master."

"Make sure he STAYS that way." Anubis said growling slightly. "I'll not have him leaving my realm again. If he dies he stays."

Ahmose nodded. "Yes Master..." He said again.

Anubis chuckled. "Alright then. Go back to your sex then." He said fading into the darkness. When Ahmose snapped back to reality, Yami was playing with the vibrator, turning up the power and snickering.

Yami grinned once Ahmose came around. "You're ok!" he said joyfully. "I was starting to get worried!"

Ahmose blinked, then whimpered slightly at the damn vibrating egg. "Worried? Why?" He asked.

"Well as fun as a marble statue is, it doesn't really moan." Yami said poking Ahmose lightly. "And I don’t think it'd be good for fucking OR loving."

Ahmose blinked, sitting up and squirming. "Marble statue?"

"Yeah, you turned to black marble." Yami said slowly, before grinning and pulling out the vibrator control and turning it to high. "heh..."

"Ah, AHH!!!" Ahmose yelped, slumping to the floor again and squirming. "Yami! Gods... Anubis summoned me! He fuckin SUMMONED me wearing THIS with that... THING IN ME!!!"

Yami laughed. "Well you haven't creamed yourself, so I take it you handled it well." he cooed straddling Ahmose and kissing him.

"It was HUMILIATING!!!" Ahmose cried.

"I doubt Anubis cared what you were wearing." Yami said chuckling.

Ahmose just snorted, glaring at Yami.

"I'm serious. You're hot. HE was probably appreciating the view!"

Ahmose blushed. "Yamiiiiiiii..." He groaned.

"It's true. You're hooooot." Yami cooed snickering. "He's probably going to masturbate now."

"YAMI!!!" Ahmose cried in complete HORROR. "Gods, Yami! That... that sounds so... BLASPHEMOUS!!!" He wailed, flopping back on the floor, panting lightly and still sweating.

Yami laughed. "We’re going to fuck in the Vatican, it doesn't get worse than that." Yami pointed out.

Ahmose blushed again. "Yami... we're in Sorrento... The Vatican is in Rome..." He mumbled.

"Yeah. I insist." Yami said stubbornly.

"... We're going to Rome. Just to fuck in the Vatican." Ahmose stated in a monotone voice.

"You already agreed."

"No, I jokingly SUGGESTED it!!!" Ahmose protested.

"Too late." Yami said grinning and grinding against Ahmose, which inadvertantly increased pressure on the vibrator on the OTHER end.

"FUCK!!!" Ahmose yelped, buking his hips and squirming the tight, restricting leather. "YOU are going to drive me INSANE!!!"

"Sanity is overrated." Yami hissed grinding again.

"Yami! Gods!!" Ahmose groaned, wrapping his arms around Yami and clinging to him, moaning loudly and grinding back.

Yami snickered. "IF you're worried about your sanity..." he stopped, cold turkey and pulled away.

Ahmose gasped and whined, squirming. "You SUCK!!"

Yami snickered, fingers playing at the waist of Ahmose's pants. "I can...."

Ahmose's eyes widened and a little whine squeaked out of his throat as he looked at Yami, eyes wide and begging.

"But...maybe I shouldn't." Yami said smirking. "I highly doubt that was a request...so much as an insult..."

Ahmose gulped, and tried to speak, but only managed a strangled groan.

Yami snickered and stood. "Maybe I've spoiled my lover so much, that he thinks I'm EASY..."

Ahmose blinked. "Hmmph... I thought it was the OTHER way around..."

Yami turned up the vibrator as high as it would go. "Naah."

Ahmose arched his back, fingernails digging into the carpet. "AAAAHHHG!!! YAMI!!! OH GODS!!!"

"Gods Ahmose, could you BE more sexy?" Yami teased.

"Ahhg... Yamiiiii..." He gasped, throwing his head back. "OW!!!" It slammed against the bedside table.

Yami stopped to laugh at that. "good grief Ahmose!" he hurried over and shook his head. "Try not to hurt yourself!"

"Gods!!!" Ahmose groaned, sitting up and rubbing his head. "Yami, turn it down before I go mad!!!" He began stripping, gasping in releif when the air met his sweaty skin, cooling him down.

Yami grinned. "Hell no! Look how fast I got you naked!"

"Yes, good for you, now take it OUT!!!" Ahmose whined, flopping onto the bed and wrestling with the leather pants that were sticking to his sweaty skin.

Yami helped Ahmose out of his pants, and pinned him to the bed grinding once more. "Nah...I like this look for you...." he cooed as the pressure drove Ahmose wild.

"Gods!!!" Ahmose cried, throwing his head back again. "Yami, PLEASE!!!" He begged.

"Please what?" he cooed, slipping god's curse to the uke on Ahmose. A cockring.

"OH, GODS FUCKING HELL!!!" Ahmose shouted, waking people in the rooms next door.

Yami cackled and gave Ahmose a wicked look, pinning him and handcuffing his hands to the head of the bed. "Trapped!"

"YAMI!!!" Ahmose cried, eyes wide in horror. "Oh gods...

"I wish you couldn't escape with or without Magic." Yami said smirking wickedly. The handcuffs glowed.

"Oh gods..." Ahmose groaned again. "Yami!!! Come ON!!!"

"I did. Now...what to DO with you.."

Ahmose just groaned, squirming. "Turn that thing DOWN!!!"

Yami laughed and did so, on a VERY small level. "Better?"

"Yamiiiiiiii..." Ahmose whined, arching his back and bucking his hips. "One of these days..."

"One of these days what?" Yami said mockingly. "You gonna teach me a lesson?"

"Nnnnnh... maybe..." Ahmose panted.

"I highly doubt it." Yami snickered. "I'll satiate you in a moment." he cooed trotting away.

"WHAT THE-- Where are you GOING?!?" Ahmose screamed.

"HUNGRY!" Yami called back

"YAMI!!!" Ahmose shrieked in horror, writhing desperately.

"Yeah I hear you!" Yami chuckled.

"Yami!!! Oh gods... Yami, please!!! Get back here!!!" He cried.

"You'll wake the neighbors!" Yami called.

"YAMI!!!" Ahmose shouted.

Meanwhile, across the world, Ryou was boredly sitting in the den, trying to come up with something fun to do...

Marik in the meantime was stumbling down the stairs one at a time. Ryou had turned him into a lion cub again, and forgotten to turn him back. "Mao!" Marik yelped as he slipped and tumbled down the rest of the stairs. Tuc and Nod watched him from the top of the stairs.

Ryou squeaked and scuttled over, scooping up his lover. "Poor Marik..." he cooed kissing his nose and changing him back. "Are you ok?"

"Owww..." Marik mumbled, rubbing his elbow. "Yeah, I'm fine." And he was also naked. He sighed and scooped Ryou up, walking into the living room and dropping the boy on the sofa, before flopping down next to him and flipping on the TV, clicking the remote, channel surfing.

Ryou giggled and waved a hand, so Marik was at least in boxers. "I'm bored...."

Marik smirked. "Awww..."

Ryou sighed. "Master...I think I'm going to go outside and look for something to do."

Marik looked at Ryou. "Would you like to go to the zoo?" He asked.

Ryou shook his head. "No..." he wrinkled his nose. "Last time I went there, the animals were angry."

Marik chuckled. "No they weren't, sweetie..."

Ryou wrinkled his nose. "I dunno...I dont like the zoo..."

"Okay..." Marik said, slowly. "Do you wanna go to the amusement park?"

Ryou shook his head again. "Master...I'm alright. I might go to the store..." he said standing. "Get something to cook."

Marik smiled, standing. "I'll come with you." He said. "Can I get some clothes, sweetie?"

Ryou waved his hands and smiled once Marik was dressed. "There!" He said proudly.

"Alrighty. Let's go then!" Marik said, grinning. "Tuc! Nod! Hold down the fort, okay!"

Ryou grinned at the eager chitters they recieved, and off they went.

Marik snickered. "Crazy rabbits..." He muttered, inhaling the cool air. Fall was coming in.

Ryou smiled warmly and cuddled up to Marik. "Maybe some soup would be good tonight..."

Marik smiled. "Sure." He said, draping an arm around Ryou.

Ryou sighed. "would you pick up the meats you want? I'll get the veggies." he said eagerly.

Marik chuckled. "Sure. There's a butcher just that way. I'll get some beef for the soup, and a couple of steaks. We'll grill them tomorrow, okay?"

Ryou grinned. "Ok!" he chirped eagerly. He all but skipped into the grocery store to make his purchases. He picked up some celery, some carrots, tomatoes. Everything to make a delicious soup! He even made a purchase of some fruit, for the rabbits. Once he finished he looked around outside. Marik wasn't done...

"Hmm..." he said blinking. "I...I guess I'll just go to master. I'd hate to have to trouble him to come to me..." he said smiling and carrying his little bag down the street.

A man leaning against a building watched Ryou pocket a handful of bills. He smirked and flicked his cigarettte away, and turned, following after him a few paces back.

Ryou looked around curiously. "He....said the butcher was nearby..." he wrinkled his nose cutely. "I bet it's this way!" he said turning down an alley, favoring a shorter route to his beloved.

The man smirked at the boy's foolish move, running up behind him, picking up a chair leg that sat among the clutter in the alley. He raised the thing and brought it down on Ryou's head.

Ryou yelped in pain, dropping. Though he wasn't knocked out. He scuttled weakly away and turned, gaping at the man who'd hit him. "Ouch!"

The man went at Ryou, striking him again, and again, and again, beating him about the head and shoulders.

Ryou wailed in pain, trying to protect himself, but was eventually beaten bloody and left in the alley. Which is where Marik found his lover, bruised, bloodied and left passed out in the alley.

"Ryou!!" Marik cried, dropping the bags of meat and charging at the boy. He dropped to his knees, reaching out to him. "Ryou?!"

Ryou was completly unresponsive, bleeding and beaten.

"Ryou?" Marik whimpered, reaching out and cupping the boy's cheek. He slapped it lightly. "Ryou, honey...?"

No response whatsoever. It didn't appear the small teen was even breathing!

Marik quickly felt for a pulse.

There was one. Thankfully.

Marik leaned closer, listening for any breathing.

The breaths were shallow at best, and Ryou looked terrible!

Marik frowned, gathering Ryou into his arms. "Come on, baby..." He cooed, stroking Ryou's cheek. "Come on... wake up..."

Ryou groaned softly shuddering in Marik's arms. "H-hurt..." he whimpered.

"Shhh... Ryou... can you open your eyes for me, baby?" Marik crooned, soothingly.

Ryou winced and shuddered once more, blearily opening his eyes. "I-it hurts...."

"Ryou, what happened, baby?" Marik asked, wiping some of the blood from Ryou with the sleeve of his coat.

"A...A mean man hit me...o-over and over...." he winced and let out a yelp when he tried to sit up.

Marik frowned. "Ryou? Can you heal yourself a bit?"

Ryou groaned. "My head hurts so much..."

Marik sighed. "Can you... at least get us home?" He asked, gathering their groceries.

Ryou winced once more, and heaved a shaking sigh. The air around them fizzled a bit, and they were home, though Ryou looked even worse!

Marik quickly picked him up and laid him on the sofa, running and getting a bowl of water and a cloth. He began cleaning Ryou up.

Ryou winced when Marik began cleaning his shoulders. "AHh! Don’t!"

"Hush... Sit up a bit.... there you go-- oop! Sorry! Okay... lie down again..." Marik said, helping Ryou get his shirt off. "Wow... that's some bad bruising, angel..."

Ryou winced once more and held one of his shoulders. "H-hurts..." he whimpered wincing. "Ouch...I...I want my bottle." he squeaked. It'd been a long while, since Ryou'd wanted refuge in his bottle.

Marik sighed and nodded. "I'll go get it, precious..." He cooed, running up the stairs and into his bedroom, returning quickly with the bottle, despite tripping over Tuc in the hall.

Ryou whimpered once his saw his precious shelter, and disappeared almost immediately, the bottle glowing softly once it's precious cargo was inside.

Marik blinked, but then sighed and smiled, cradling the bottle. He began humming softly to it, pacing around the room and rocking it slightly, trying to soothe the little half genie within.

Tuc and Nod looked at Marik, before hopping to him and nibbling his pant leg slightly, curious to know what he was doing.

Marik looked down at them and smiled. Ryou had blessed them with incredible intelligence and longer lives. "Ryou is hurt. He's resting in here." Marik said to the rabbits.

If those rabbits could have spoken, their words would have been exactly what their little furry expressions stated. '...What are you? Stupid? He can’t fit in there!'

Marik smiled. "Don't worry about it you two... it's magic."

The bottle's glowing slowly faded, and it seemed to grow quite cold.

Marik frowned at that. "Ryou...?" He looked down at the bottle. "Ryou?! Hey, Ryou!"

The bottle remained cold, no responses given to Marik. No glowing, no sparkles... nothing.

Marik looked worried. He rubbed the bottle.

Nothing. Not even a puff of smoke emerged from the steely bottle.

Marik was now VERY worried... he pulled out the stopped and peered in. "Ryou!?!" He turned the bottle upside down and shook it.

Still nothing. No response at all. Ryou was gone.

Marik panicked. He whirled and pounced on the phone, and was almost done dialing Ahmose's number when he remembered that Ahmose was in Italy. "FUCK!!!"

Tuc and Nod were watching confused. While Marik scrambled to find Ahmose's cellphone number, they snuffled at the bottle.

Marik cursed when Ahmose's cell phone went straight to voicemail. "DAMMIT!!!"

Tuc squeaked when he accidentally toppled the bottle over, and skittered away followed by Nod. Both bunnies were quite startled.

Marik blinked over at them. "Knock it off you two!!!" He cried, running over to the bottle and shouting at it, frantically. "Ryou, please!!! PLEASE come out!!! Talk to me! Do SOMETHING!!!"

Still nothing. The bottle made no responses...it appeared to be an average oil bottle.

Marik gave a frightened sob. "Ryou?!"

Nothing.

(AN: It was at this point, dear readers, that Mally-chan announced that she wanted to kill Ryou again. I’ll have you know that it took 15 minutes to talk her out of it. -_- )

He began pacing, wringing his hands and crying frantically. "Oh gods... oh gods..." He whimpered, scared to death. His heart was racing and he was having hot and cold flashes in his intense anxiety. "Oh gods, please..." He dropped to his knees. "PLEASE!!! DON'T TAKE HIM FROM ME AGAIN!!! PLEASE!!!"

There was still no response from the cold bottle. It remained silent...normal...eerie.

Marik collapsed and cried.

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A plane flew over China, heading to Domino Japan, coming from Rome, Italy. The sky was clear and the weather was calm. Not so IN the plane...

"Yami!!! No!!!" Ahmose cried, smacking at Yami's groping hands. "We did that on the flight TO Italy! I would LIKE to relax!!! ESPECIALLY after what we did at the Vatican!!! I'm SORE!!!"

Yami snickered. "Poor Ahmose...” he cooed kissing his cheek. "Fine fine... I wont touch you."

Ahmose snorted and leaned back, closing his eyes, though he was frowning slightly. Yami had noticed that Ahmose had seemed a bit... distant over the last couple of days... since the night he had stolen the paintings, actually.

Yami frowned and gave Ahmose a worried look. "Ahmose...you've been distracted...what's bothering you? Is everything ok?"

Ahmose sighed. "It... It's just something Anubis said..." He mumbled. "Do you know why we were reincarnated, Yami?"

"Because we fucked up." Yami replied simply. "It's to be expected."

"Yes, but did you know that this is our SEVENTH reincarnation? We've been reincarnated once every 500 years, Yami... and we still have three more to go..."

Yami shook his head. "Ahmose, It'll be ok. It's a punishment... and like all punishments, it wont last forever..."

"Yes, but even when it's all over, sometime around the year 3500, that doesn't mean we'll be allowed into the Kingdom of Osiris... Yami, if we haven't redeemed ourselves by then, we'll be given to Ammut..." Both young men shuddered... being devoured by Ammut was the worst fate possible, and one to be greatly feared.

"And how would we do that? It's not like the christian god where we can say 'shit I fucked up, we cool?' and be forgiven..." Yami said sighing.

Ahmose gave Yami a bit of a look at that. "Riiight... but seriously... we're on seven out of ten and we STILL haven't redeemed ourselves... we have to find a way to do that... You know I will help you any way that I can..."

Yami nodded. "I'd do anything for you as well Ahmose... but we need to figure out HOW to redeem ourselves...before we can do it. What could the gods possibly want?"

Ahmose sighed and drew his knees up to his chest, looking out the window (Yami had it on the way TO Italy, Ahmose wanted the damn window on the way back). "I will... ask..." He said softly.

Yami leaned over and hugged Ahmose. "Ahmose, dont worry...we'll find out how to redeem ourselves and be in the kingdom of Osiris soon...I promise."

Ahmose sighed. "Maybe YOU will..." He mumbled.

"We BOTH will." Yami said sternly. "or neither of us will at all. I wont go to the kingdom of Osiris without you. If you're facing Ammut's teeth, then I'll face them too."

Ahmose winced and gave Yami a VERY upset look. "Yami, no." He said. "YOU still have a chance! I've alreayd fucked up MY chance! I'm being punished for creating a genie, Yami. And then, when my punishment is more than HALF over, I go off and create TWO MORE!!! I... I don't think that... I am redeemable anymore..."

"I'm not going to the kingdom of Osiris without you Ahmose. Period." Yami said sternly. "We're both to blame for our mistakes, and I wont take an easy way out and leave you to face that alone. I love you, and I'm going where ever YOU go."

"Yami, no, please... Then I'll feel like I'm damning us BOTH!!!"

"Ahmose, you're not damning me. I'm not leaving you. I'd rather be damned than be apart from you. I CHOOSE damnation than being without you."

Ahmose had to hide his face in his arms at that, trying to not to cry, but failing. He was shaking, badly. Suddenly, he gave a slightly hysterical laugh. "And the killer of all this is... I DON'T REGRET WHAT I DID!!!"

Yami rolled his eyes and pulled Ahmose into a hug. "CALM DOWN." He said in a very stern commanding tone. "Inarus calm down RIGHT now."

Ahmose kept laughing and crying at the same time, and some passengers near by were giving him confused and alarmed looks. Ahmose switched into Egyptian to keep prying ears out of the conversation. ">I've damned us both and I don't regret my actions that damned us in the first place! Holy Isis, Mother of Horus!!! I'VE TOTALLY FUCKED US OVER, HAVEN'T I?!?"

Yami growled softly and gave Ahmose a regretted, but NEED slap. ">CALM THE HELL DOWN! Ahmose Inarus I swear don’t be so ridiculous! You haven't damned ANYONE! We'll be fine! We'll find out what can be done to redeem ourselves, and we'll do it! Just calm down and be rational! We've still got a LONG time to figure it out too! Just RELAX!<"

">How the fuck do WE know?! Gods, we DIED at age twenty in our first life!!! Who KNOWS how long we lived in our LAST lives... So we made it to twenty one in this life, so WHAT?! Who says we'll make it to twenty two?! By the Dark Waters of Chaos, Atemu! We only have three lives left, but we don't even know how LONG they are!!! Face it!!! We could have... sixty to a HUNDRED sixty years!!! Who says we can redeem ourselves!!! And even then... maybe the gods just don't fuckin LIKE us!!! Maybe they just sent us through all this because they FELT like it! Maybe they NEVER intended to let us cross over in the FIRST place!!!<"

">Gods don’t hate us! Gods aren't like people! They don’t just randomly pick someone to hate and hold a grudge! We fucked up, we fix it! No big deal!<" Yami sighed. "Ahmose...calm down...ok? I promise it will be ok.." Yami gave Ahmose a worried look. "We'll face all of THOSE bridges when we get to them."

Ahmose shook his head, letting out a high pitched giggle. "Yami... are you fucking BLIND?!" Ahmose got MANY looks at that. "We're ON the fuckin' bridge! We are fuckin' CROSSING it!!! And we never even KNEW it!!! And we're almost at the end!!!" A stewardess was rushing up the isle towards them.

Yami sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Ahmose...please?" he asked once more. "You're upsetting an entire plane!"

"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to keep it down and refrain from profanity." The stewardess said. Ahmose was still giggling. Suddenly, he fumbled with his seatbelt and stood, shoving past her. "I think I'm gonna hurl..." He gasped, rushing towards the bathroom.

Yami sighed and shook his head. "Damn his lapses into insanity..." he grumbled.

The passengers murmured amongst themselves once the bathroom door had slammed shut. The stewardess looked at Yami. "Is he... well?" She asked, awkwardly.

"He'll be ok... he's just freaking out." Yami explained. "Bad news has him on edge."

The woman blinked and nodded. "Well, he needs to behave himself or I'll have to call the air marshal to subdue him..." Yami suddenly found himself with a mental image of a man tackling Ahmose, and Ahmose blowing a massive hole in the side of the plane, sending them all into the Chinese countryside in a fiery crash.

"I'll try to calm him down..." Yami said slowly.

She nodded. "Thank you." She said, and went about her duties.

Yami sighed and stood, heading to the bathroom to comfort his lover, and try to calm him down to a reasonable level. "Ahmose..?"

"Y-Yeah?" Ahmose called in a shakey voice, before the sound of heaving was heard.

"Are you ok?" He asked softly. "A-are you going to be ok? The stewardess said you needed to calm down..."

"I don't feel good..." Ahmose groaned, and the lovely plane toilet was heard flushing. A few thumps were heard, and the sink came on.

Yami sighed. "Ahmose...just calm down and try not to think about it. Maybe Ryou can help..." he said softly. "Just try to hold it together...I promise you it will all be ok..."

"Oh gods... Ryou..." Ahmose groaned. The sink turned off, but he still didn't emerge. "Anubis said he had a feeling that something bad was gonna happen to Ryou... if he dies again, we CAN'T bring him back... and we both know what will happen to MARIK if Ryou decides to up and die again..."

Yami nodded. "He'll be fine. Marik wouldn't let anything happen to him. He's been guarding his lover like a watchdog."

Finally, the lock clicked and the door opened. "There is no perfect protection." Ahmose said softly, wiping his sweaty forehead. He looked very flushed. "... I couldn't protect you, in the end... No matter how hard I tried... you were still killed..."

Yami pulled Ahmose into a hug. "Ahmose, I don’t WANT to be protected..." he said softly. "What I want...is for you to be happy."

Ahmose sighed and rested his head on Yami's shoulder. "I think I'm coming down with something..." He mumbled.

Yami rubbed Ahmose's back. "Lets get back to our seats. I want you to take a nice nap...I'll wake you when we land." Yami instructed calmly. "Take it easy."

Ahmose sighed and nodded, returning to his seat and flopping down, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose. After a moment, he reached into his carry-on bag and pulled out a few painkillers, popping them into his mouth and swallowing them dry.

Yami sat next to Ahmose after pulling a pillow down from the overhead compartment. "There..." he cooed handing it to his lover. "Now take a break..."

Ahmose sighed and nodded, leaning against the side of the plane, his head on the pillow. After a moment, he raised his hand to his face, pressed his middle and index finger to his forehead, and mumbled something under his breath. His hand dropped, and he was asleep.

Yami smiled warmly, and leaned back in his chair, glad to see Ahmose sleeping, and hopefully recovering from his troubles...

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