He Among Us Without Sin

He Among Us Without Sin

Mally-chan & hatochiisai

YAOI WARNING

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

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Chapter 19

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Mikado looked ready to fall off of the horse, but he quickly leaned forwards over the horse, taking up the reins and steadying himself, guiding Geist east once they left the gates of the Holy City, towards Bakura’s home.

Bakura caught up and rode alongside Mikado watching him. Once they were a good distance he reached over and slowed the horse. He pulled Mikado close and slowly lifted his bloodied shirt and stooped to seal the wound by licking it. Which also left Mikado blushing.

He closed his eyes as Bakura did this, resting his head on Geist's neck. Strigoi turned and sniffed at Geist, then nipped at him with a snort, asserting his dominance as herd leader over the young male, who squealed and jerked away, prancing a bit.

"Shhh... Easy... be nice, Strigoi." Mikado said, petting Geist's neck.

Bakura finished healing Mikado the vampire way and pulled the youth's shirt down. "Feel better?” He purred hugging him again.

"... not much..." Mikado mumbled in a small voice.

Bakura sighed and urged both horses to a canter. "You can work in the church near my home... the Vatican isn't where you belong.” He said softly. "You can’t be in love there."

"... At least not with a vampire..." Mikado choked out.

Bakura sighed and gave Mikado an upset look. "Would you prefer that we go back... and I allow them to vanquish me? Perhaps you can go back to your rank.”

"Not likely." Mikado snorted. "After this, I'll probably be labeled a traitor... I... I can't go back... at least... not now..."

Bakura sighed. "Mikado... I want you to be happy..."

Mikado said nothing as the horses headed up the road out of Rome. It began to snow again.

The ride continued until nearly dawn and the servants met them at the door. Lilith rushed forward. "Oh Master Mikado... we were so worried you'd never come back!" she said giving him a teary look before hugging him. "Please… come in and lets get you warmed up." She cooed wiping her eyes.

Bakura dismounted Strigoi and turned to a servant male. "Take Vesper and ride to the nearest village witch, and have her cast a spell on my home to hide it from the Slayers’ eyes.” He said calmly. "It will not last forever... but I don’t want them in my home while I am asleep."

The servant nodded and took Strigoi and Geist to the stables and was seen moments later shooting out of it on a white mare.

Mikado stumbled into the house, shivering, chilled to the bone, and clutching the phantom hound close to keep her warm.

The puppy shivered slightly but licked Mikado's hand as Lilith lead him up to a steaming bath. "Please get in, I'll have a hot drink made for you, and some warm broth for the dog." She cooed.

Mikado nodded silently in thanks, and began to undress, soon sliding into the tub, taking the puppy with him.

This perked the puppy up immediatly and it began sloshing around and wagging it's tail, giving little yips and beginning to chase it's tail in the water. It turned to look at Mikado and wagged its tail eagerly as if saying 'lets play!'

Mikado smiled slightly and rubbed her ears. "I should probably give you a name, hm?"

The puppy yipped again and shook out, but since she was in the water she just made adorable little ripples in the water before toppling over and popping back out of the water, trying the same maneuver again.

Mikado sunk down into the tub and smiled, watching her. "... Enehy..."

The puppy yipped again and began dog paddling towards Mikado and trying to climb up to lick him.

Mikado picked her up and rubbed her. "Warm?"

She yipped and licked his nose eagerly squirming and wanting more than anything, what all puppies want. PLAY!

"She's such a pretty puppy." Lilith said from the door carrying a large mug and a bowl, both steaming. "Here...drink this." She said putting the bowl on the floor and handing Mikado the mug. Inside was hot apple cider. She took the puppy and dried it as it eagerly tried to lap at the warm chicken broth.

Mikado accepted the mug and began sipping from it, leaning back in the tub and drawing his knees up to his chest.

Lilith smiled and began washing Mikado's hair. "Don’t be sad..." she cooed. "Bakura told me what happened." She made a face. "It sounds like they've lost sight of what true Christianity is." She said softly. "Especially since you're the most Christian person I've ever met."

Mikado sighed and nodded, again in silence. He removed his left hand from the mug and rubbed the cross that rested on his chest.

She smiled and rinsed his hair. "And just because you're not in a church doesn't mean that you can’t still serve God." She said proudly. "You don’t need to be in a church, to do good workings in his name. God does not judge like people do."

Mikado nodded again, sipping the cider and glancing down at the puppy who seemed to be having a chicken broth bath.

"Don’t be sad." She cooed. "Sometimes blessings come in disguises we least expect."

There was a long pause before she got another nod from Mikado.

She smiled. "When you are finished, you can dry and come to bed, I'll have your dinner brought to you then." Lilith curtsied. "Master Mikado... we're all very glad to see you back..."

Mikado gave her a small smile, but there wasn't much joy in it.

She left him to his bath and the puppy yipped again trotting around and sniffing EVERYTHING.

Mikado just let her, drinking his cider and soaking in the bath, trying to get warmed up. When he was sufficently warmed and his fingers and toes were sufficiently pruney, he got out of the bath, pulled on a robe, picked up Enehy, bathed her, and headed to his room.

He was met with a delightful blast of warm air when he entered. The window had been repaired and the glass cleaned. The heating stove was roaring, and when he changed and climbed into bed, he'd found the bed already warmed from the heating pan.

He stroked the puppy beside him on the pillow, and quickly drifted off to sleep, even with his hair still wet and unbraided.

As dawn arrived and Mikado slept, a certain priest woke up and yawned tiredly. Snow always made him sleepier.

The werewolf beside him was in his fur again, and on his back, tongue hanging out as he slept, his left back paw twitching a bit.

Ryou grinned and sat up slowly, beginning to rub Marik's tummy. He was so cute when he was dreaming.

Marik's whole leg began to kick and he made a pleased noise, but jumped awake when there was a knock on the door.

Ryou pouted at that and turned. "Yes?"

Malik walked in. "... Mikado's gone.” He said.

Ryou blinked. "He is?” He looked confused. "Why?"

Malik sighed. "Because... Yami had to go off and blurt out that Mikado wasn't a virgin. And Mikado had to explain... he told the council that he loved Bakura. He was suspended and had to turn in his rank knots and uniform. Bakura was furious. He took Mikado away again last night... There's talk that Mikado won't be coming back."

Ryou shook his head sadly. "I would not blame him, if he did not.” He gave Marik a sad look and shook his head. "It doesn't matter if it's a sin forgiven or not... God may forgive, but people do not."

Malik snorted. "Damn council... Apparently, one of their own has a male MERMAID lover! But Mikado is damned because he happens to love a vampire. And apparently, since he left with Bakura again, they're talking about changing his suspension to expulsion. Not allowing him to return to the Vatican or his duties. EVER."

Ryou sighed. "Poor Mikado..."

Malik snorted. "Yeah... when Ahmose gets back, he's probably gonna try to kill Pegasus... again..." The elf snickered. "Otogi's really broken up, too. I mean, Mikado's his best friend."

"Thanks for telling us..." Ryou said softly, pulling Marik into his arms and hugging him sadly.

Malik nodded and left the room, and Marik whined and licked Ryou's cheek.

Ryou sighed. "That could have been us..." he whispered.

Marik whined again, and changed. "What if Mikado converted Bakura?” He asked in a very doubtful tone.

"You don’t even sound like you believe that." Ryou whispered shaking his head.

"Bakura isn't the type to convert... especially if the Council is upsetting Mikado..." Marik mumbled. "... What do you think we should do?"

"I...I dunno." Ryou held his head in his hands. "I dont know..."

"Come on... Let's get some breakfast." Marik said, kissing Ryou's cheek.

Ryou gave Marik a long sad look and bit his lip. "Marik..?"

"Hm?" Marik asked.

"Remember..when you asked me to...to go away with you?" Ryou said softly.

Marik blinked. "Uh... yeah?"

Ryou bit his lip again. "Lets....lets go."

"... What?!"

Ryou looked at Marik hopefully. "Lets go."

"Go?! Go where?!" Marik asked, eyes wide.

"Anywhere!" Ryou whimpered. "Lets go."

"Now hold on, Ryou... Calm down..." Marik said, hugging the boy. "What's wrong?"

Ryou hugged Marik and shook his head. "I...I want to leave.” He said softly. "I love you..."

"Shhh... let's wait until the Vatican decides what to do regarding your power, hmm?"

"I dont care." Ryou sniffled softly and hugged onto Marik. "I...I love you and I want you."

"Shhhh... we don't have to run away to be together..." Marik said softly.

"I want to..." Ryou sniffled and gave Marik a sad look. "I don’t want to be afraid to love you..."

"So don't be." Marik said softly, kissing Ryou. "I'm not."

Ryou sniffled and hugged onto Marik. "I don’t want to be banished from the church because I cant help but love you..."

"Shhh... you won't be." Marik said. "I'm a Christian too, remember?"

Ryou nodded slowly and sniffled, clinging to Marik in a hug.

"If you want, we can go talk to the High Elder... he seems very kind..." Marik said.

Ryou shook his head. "That’s ok.” He cooed.

"You sure?" Marik asked.

Ryou nodded slowly. "Uh huh..." he whispered kissing Marik once more.

"Ready for breakfast, then?" Marik asked.

Ryou nodded and sighed. "I'll get dressed..."

Marik waited for the boy to get dressed, and then the pair headed down to breakfast together. When they got there, they saw Otogi sitting at a table in the corner by himself, poking at a full plate of food.

"... didn't Malik say he had breakfast with Otogi?" Marik asked.

Ryou shook his head and decided to sit with the lonesome youth. "Hey....” He cooed.

Otogi sighed. "Hey..."

"You okay?" Marik asked, poking Otogi's eggs. They were cold.

"Yeah..." Otogi mumbled slowly. "I'll be alright."

"Malik told us about Mikado." Marik said, munching his bacon.

Otogi sighed. "I'm...just worried about him.” He said shaking his head. "We grew up here..."

Marik nodded. "I know... he's lived here for what, ten years?"

Otogi nodded. "About that.” He poked his food. "It's lonely without him around...and I'm worried..."

"Do you think he's gone for good?" Marik asked.

"No..." Otogi said slowly. "They wont expell him.” He mumbled. "It would look bad for the church to just give up on an Agent."

Marik sighed and nodded. "Yes, but... he has given up on the church?"

"Mikado? Never." Otogi said firmly. "No matter what..."

Marik nodded. "Hm... he took it hard?"

"Yes. He'll be ok...as long as that vampire really loves him." Otogi said softly. "Love conquers all you know."

Marik smiled. "Otogi... would Ryou and I be in trouble if... if we...?"

"If you what?" Otogi blinked

"If we decided to be together?"

"They'd nail you for it." Otogi said after a moment. "Werewolves and priests do NOT have love trysts.”

"Neither to Agents and vampires." Marik pointed out.

"And they nailed him for it too." Otogi said slowly. "He's been suspended from his duties as an Agent."

"But we're not Agents." Marik said.

"He's a priest." Otogi said pointing to Ryou. "I dont see it happening unless you can keep it a secret.”

Marik snorted. "Morons."

Ryou elbowed Marik. "Be nice.” He cooed and sighed. "We can just wait until we leave."

Marik snorted and looked at the High Council table. "Bastards... do they even care about their Agents' feelings?"

Otogi sighed. "Sometimes I question it."

Marik snorted again and began eating. "Go get some warm food, Otogi.” He said.

Otogi shook his head standing. "Nah...I'm not hungry.” He smiled. "You two have a good day."

Marik sighed and watched Otogi go. "Poor guy...” He mumbled, looking at Ryou.

Ryou nodded. "I know...I wonder how Ahmose and Yami are doing..."

Oh they were doing peachy. Yami was currently curled around Ahmose and quite warm in bed. They had never left the demon realm, and Ahmose had been attempting to teach him self defense... but it always ALWAYS ended up becoming hot steaming sex.

Right now, Yami was sporting a triumphant smirk as he stared at Ahmose, who had his head back and mouth open, and was snoring; his right hand was still cuffed to the bed post.

He snickered softly and shook his head, stooping to kiss Ahmose, tail curling around him and teasing. "Good morning Ahmose...” He purred. Who needed self defense when he could just seduce his attacker into sex?

Ahmose rolled his head to the side and closed his mouth, moaning and silencing his snores.

Yami yawned and stretched, giving his wings a slight flap before folding them and grinning. "Wakey wakey...” He purred, playing his hands across Ahmose's chest and giving his nipples a harsh pinch.

"OUCH!" Ahmose yelped, jumping awake. "Hey!"

Yami grinned stooping to kiss him better. "Aww good morning Ahmose.” He chuckled tail curling contentedly. "How're you feeling?” He flopped to his side and curled up around him once more.

"Urrrgh... sore..." Ahmose groaned, shifting his hips a bit and wincing.

Yami snickered and curled his tail around Ahmose's waist. "Hungry?"

"Hnm..." Ahmose said, and his stomach growled.

Yami grinned. "Oh you are!” He got up and stretched before trotting to his wardrobe and dressing. "I'll bring you something." and he trotted out.

Ahmose blinked and looked at his right hand and the handcuffs that Yami had introduced him to, then back at the door. "What?! YAMI!!!"

His only answer was laughter.

Ahmose snorted. "Jerk..."

Nearly ten minutes passed before Yami returned carrying two large plates of food. "I had to ask the dwarves to share.” He admitted sheepishly. "So it might make us a lil...tipsy. They're beer-batter happy."

Ahmose blinked. "What?!"

Yami handed him the plateful of pancakes, waffles and bacon. "Just eat. it's all I could find."

Ahmose glared at the handcuff and muttered and it fell off of his wrist so he could eat. "Well... should be... interesting...” He said.

Yami plopped next to Ahmose and began eating as well. "We'll be fine."

"Hmm." Ahmose said, his mouth full of pancakes.

Yami finished his breakfast and stretched again. "So...what should we do today?"

Ahmose snorted. "Tell your mother that teaching you to fight is useless?"

Yami frowned; his mother was expecting them to join her for lunch that afternoon, and would definitely ask for a progress report from Ahmose.

"...I think I'll pass on that.” He grumbled wings drooping. "I'm not looking forward to her reaction..."

"Heh... well, we have to." Ahmose said with a smirk, eating his bacon.

"Nuh uh!" Yami said crossing his arms. "We can run off again. You know, the Dwarf mines are neat...we could go look at those!"

"No. I'm NOT pissing your mother off." Ahmose said.

Yami sighed and his wings drooped again. "Man...I hate this...now you're my babysitter....” He grumbled crossing his arms.

Ahmose chuckled. "You're fucking the babysitter?"

"He has a nice ass." Yami pouted. "I cant help myself..."

Ahmose smiled, finishing his breakfast. "Hmm...” He said, laying back down again.

Yami flopped back as well and curled up around Ahmose once more, yawning. "mmm..."

Ahmose sighed and smiled. "We should get up.” He mumbled.

"naah...." Yami purred "Too comfortable"

"Don't make me change that..." Ahmose snickered.

Yami curled his tail around Ahmose's waist and kissed him. "Aww we have all day before lunch...” He mumbled laying a wing over his lover. "We're fine for now."

"We have four hours until lunch." Ahmose corrected.

"see? We're fine" Yami countered.

Ahmose laughed. "Come on. Time to get up. Oh, God, I'm SORE!!!” He wailed, sitting up.

Yami pulled him right back down and curled up tighter. "You're sore.” He grumbled. "Stay down!"

"Heyyyyy..." Ahmose whined.

Yami smiled and rubbed Ahmose's back. "Stay down and I'll take you to the spa."

"Spa?" Ahmose asked, perking up.

Yami stretched. "Mmm hmm...it's in the dungeons. We have the hot muddy bath things....and hot springs...and massage...."

"Ooooh..." Ahmose said.

Yami smiled. "Wanna go?"

"Sure." Ahmose said with a smile, sitting up again, wincing.

Yami groaned and sat up as well standing. "C'mon then..."

Ahmose whined as he got out of bed and got dressed. "Next time, take it easy, huh?!"

"That WAS easy, until you started moaning 'harder!" Yami snickered.

Ahmose gave him a look. "Oh, shut up."

Yami snickered and took Ahmose's hand and lead him into the dungeons. The place was sticky and humid...and full of all impliments of relaxation from hotsprings with large basket-like bags of herbs in them to nereids and nymphs massaging all who came to visit. "Help yourself." Yami cooed.

Ahmose blinked. "Ummmm...."

Yami blinked. "OH." he laughed. "Dont be shy.” He whistled and a beautiful scantily clad nymph came over and giggled. "Give my friend here anything he wants.” He cooed. She giggled again and took Ahmose's hand and lead him over to the water. "Get in!" Yami called.

Ahmose blinked. "Um... okay...” He said, stripping and sliding into the water, glancing back at Yami.

The instant Ahmose had settled the Nymph began giving him a back massage enhanced by magic. He'd never felt better in his life! Not to mention the pleasant tingling from the herbs in the hot water that made him feel clean and relaxed.

"Are you coming in?” He asked Yami.

Yami looked thoughtful before nodding and stripping, climbing in next to Ahmose and stretching. "Nice huh?"

"Mm hmm..." Ahmose sighed, closing his eyes and relaxing. "Very nice..."

Yami nuzzled up to Ahmose, a nymph coming to massage his back as well. He curled his tail around Ahmose's waist. "I like this...” He mumbled. "Being home...with you."

Ahmose smiled. "Hmmm...” He mused, agreeing with Yami.

Yami kissed Ahmose suddenly and gave him a very passionate look. "I'm...glad you'll always be with me.” He whispered. "It wont be so bad being a king, if I have you with me."

Ahmose smiled. "Oh really...?"

Yami nodded. "mmm hmm..” He nuzzled Ahmose. "You...dont mind being with me..right?"

"Not at all..." Ahmose sighed.

Yami sighed. "I love you..." he mumbled contently.

Ahmose smiled and hugged Yami, and they relaxed. They ended up SO relaxed that the next thing they knew, they were running late for lunch with Yami's mother!

Yami whined as they scurried down the corridors to the dining hall. "Are you SUUURE we cant just ditch her?" he pouted. "I REALLY hate formal lunches! They're so...so...” He shook his head. "Un expressive."

"Hush!" Ahmose gasped, skidding around the corner and heading for the double doors down the hall.

"You're really going to regret agreeing to this!" Yami called following. "I'm not kidding!"

"Shut... UP!!!" Ahmose panted, opening the doors. He and Yami tumbled into the room.

Yami's mother was standing near the table, glaring at the door and tapping her foot. "A FINE first impression." she snorted. "Late to your first formal lunch in this world." she snorted at Ahmose. "I'm sure the reason is VERY good...."

Yami groaned and hid his head under a wing.

Ahmose snorted. "Someone trying to convince me to play Hooky."

The succubus snorted and once Ahmose and Yami stood, she snatched Yami's tail and yanked him over, dragging him to his seat. "You, little mister, are in deep lava." she hissed.

Yami whined and gave Ahmose a pathetic look. "Sure blame me!"

Ahmose smirked in amusement and limped over to the third place set at the table, at the queen's left hand, and across from Yami.

She snorted and clapped her hands. In strutted a pair of NAKED dark elves who thusly climbed onto the table, followed by a third pushing a cart with edibles on it. She passed plate to Yami, Ahmose and the queen, before joining her friends on the table. Yami groaned and shook his head though he looked amused. He knew what a royal lunch for a succubus and incubus meant....

Ahmose on the other hand, didn't know. He was currently staring at the elves, eyes wide, mouth hanging open, and face red.

When the foreplay commensed, Yami smirked at Ahmose, tail lashing. "What's wrong? Don’t like the food?” He snickered.

"So how is Yami's combat training going?" The queen asked, lifting the lid from her soup and eating it calmly, as though the LIVE SEX SHOW on the table weren't happening at all.

But Ahmose didn't hear either of them; he was too busy staring in shock at what was happening on the table.

Yami snickered again before kicking Ahmose under the table. "Don’t stare it's rude.” He said snickering.

The queen gave Ahmose an odd look. "Are you ok?"

"OUCH!" Ahmose yelped, jumping at the kick. "What?!"

The queen cleared her throat. "Human! I believe I asked if Yami's training was going well?" she said glaring. "Pay attention damnit, you're no better than he is!"

"Oh! Oh... Um... How is Yami's training going... well, honestly... it's not really going anywhere.” He said, giving Yami a look. "No matter what I do."

Yami flicked his tail. "S'not my fault you cant do your job..." he said stubbornly. "and your table manners suck."

Ahmose glared. "I may have to castrate him if I'm to accomplish anything with him.” He growled.

That's when one of the girls started moaning.

Ahmose's eyes widened and he flushed again. "... Uh...” He tried not to look.

"Oh yes! YES!" she moaned panting as the dark elf was doing something horrible to her with one of the many edibles that were brought out for them...

Yami smirked at Ahmose. "What's wrong?"

"OH GODS!" the girl gasped loudly.

Ahmose turned and GLARED at Yami. "Oh, shut up."

Yami snickered as the dark elf male mounted his fair lady and the table began to rock slightly.

"You cannot castrate my son." The queen said calmly still acting as if there weren't humping elves on her table at all...or that the table was now rocking slightly. "Have you at least managed to teach him any manner of military tact?"

"I think I need to start with teaching him simple TACT first..." Ahmose mumbled, staring down at his soup, which he hadn't touched.

That's when a loud crack was heard, followed by a shivering moan. Bondage had been introduced for 'flavor'.

Yami ate his soup calmly, looking more amused than Ahmose had ever seen, and JUST when the human thought it could get NO worse, the other female elf laid right in front of him as the first began pleasuring her orally.

Ahmose's eyes nearly popped out, and he slowly leaned away, turning his eyes to stare at Yami over the elf's back.

"Dont stare it's rude tablemanners." The queen said calmly, eating more soup. "have you managed to teach my son ANYTHING?"

"I dunno. Have I, Yami?" Ahmose asked, glaring.

"Why yes mother. He taught me the joys of being able to fuck a human three times in three hours.” He said sweetly.

"YAMI!!!" Ahmose cried, looking mortified.

The queen laughed softly. "Yami calm down, that's common. He's your chosen, by the time you’re my age you will likely be fucking him that often or more."

"Oh God!" Ahmose moaned, letting his head droop. "I hope not! I don't have THAT kind of stamina!!!"

"Of course you don’t now." The queen said. "You get it over time... I imagine after a hundred years you'll be trying to hump Yami right back." She said eating more soup. "Eat that before it gets cold."

"Umm...” He picked up his spoon and sipped some soup, trying not to choke due to the action that the table was seeing.

Yami grinned. "You know mom, we should have lunch more often.” He said grinning. "Ahmose loves formal lunches. He was really eager to see you. I couldn't talk him out of it!"

The queen nodded. "Next time I'll have something more exotic..."

Ahmose let out a whimper at that, and he gave Yami a desperate look.

After an AGONIZINGLY long time, the elves finally came and pulled themselves down and trotted out.

Ahmose covered his face with his hands, rubbing his eyes.

"Oh good, dessert is here." The queen said as a young girl, OBVIOUSLY still virgin and just turned of age, trotted up and hopped on the table... beginning to masturbate.

Ahmose turned and gave Yami a pathetic look, then stood, and with a squeaky "excuse me!" he fled the room.

It took Yami twenty minutes before he could excuse himself from the 'lunch' and find Ahmose. He snickered. "I TOLD you you'd regret it.” He chuckled.

"YOU COULD HAVE WARNED ME!!!" Ahmose howled, throwing his hands up into the air.

"It's OBVIOUS!" Yami laughed. "You know what I eat! Well... what I used to eat.” He said flicking his tail. "Boy that dessert was hot though..."

"... I fuckin hate you."

Yami snickered and shook his head. "It's not my fault you agreed. Oh yeah. Mom said she wants to do lunch again in a week."

"WHAT?!" Ahmose yelped, then whined. "I wanna go home!!!"

Yami hugged Ahmose. "wanna go to the library?" he offered nuzzling him. "They have lots of neat books..."

Ahmose just growled.

Yami snickered and sighed nuzzling Ahmose. "Alright alright... don’t growl at me.” He cooed kissing him. "I told mom you weren't big on aura foods.” He cooed. "Next time it'll be less...sexual." he hugged Ahmose with his wings. "Now let’s go to your home hmm?"

Ahmose snorted. "If you think this makes it up to me, you are SO wrong..."

Yami pouted. "I tried to talk you out of it you know..."

"Nope. Still don't forgive you."

Yami drooped. "I'll stop hitting on Dartz…"

"... really?" Ahmose asked.

Yami nodded.

Ahmose blinked, then smiled and hugged him. "Then you are forgiven." And he kissed him.

Yami smiled and the world flashed. They were back in their room at the Vatican. And there awaiting them was the hellhound, sitting calmly on the bed, tail wagging.

Ahmose smiled. "Hey there... where's your friend?” He asked, petting her.

She wagged her tail and hopped into Ahmose's arms licking him eagerly.

"Hm...” He sighed, hugging her. "Come on... let's go see how Mikado is doing."

It didn't take long however to discover Mikado's room empty of not only Mikado... but all his things as well.

All that was left was his Agent's uniform and weapons. Ahmose stared. "... Oh God... Where...?” He turned and looked at Yami, eyes wide.

Yami looked worried. "I dunno... we weren't gone but a couple of days..."

Ahmose shoved the puppy into Yami's hands, and ran from the room, eyes wide and worried.

Yami looked upset, following and holding the puppy carefully.

Ahmose headed up to the Council Room, but it was empty. "Damn!” He hissed, and headed for Pegasus' office.

Yami followed and peered in when Ahmose barged into the man's office. Pegasus looked up. He groaned. "You again?"

"Where is my brother?!" Ahmose demanded.

"He was suspended from his duties when he admitted to sex and love with a vampire. He's with the vampire."

Ahmose stared at Pegasus in horror. "... You SUSPENDED him?! Because he had sex with Bakura?!"

"No, I didn't." Pegasus said calmly. "The entire council did.”

"But I'll bet YOU were the first to bring that up..." Ahmose hissed, eyes staring to glow.

"Not this time." Pegasus said calmly. "An elder councilmember beat me to it. Most agreed.”

"Damn you! Are you out to get my brother or something?! You seem to go out of your way to make him miserable!!! Have you ANY idea how much being an Agent means to him?!"

"Nothing now." Pegasus said calmly. "He'll be lucky if they don’t expel him. He left with the vampire that very night."

"And I don't blame him! If you're going to condemn him for everything he does, for LOVING someone, then the last thing he needs is to be around stuffy misguided arrogant assholes like you!!!" Ahmose shouted.

"Whatever." Pegasus said rolling his eyes. "Go to your room, will you? I didn't do it and he's not here. So there's no point in wasting either of our time."

Ahmose growled, seizing Pegasus by the front of his shirt, and slammed his fist into the man's face.

Yami of course, suffered a jarring flinging from the chains. "DAMMIT AHMOSE!” He howled before the inevitable loud THUNK sound was heard when he hit the wall. "Oh ow... that's gonna leave a mark…"

"Leave. Him. Alone." Ahmose hissed, pinning Pegasus to the wall. "It turns out, he's a prince... if you hurt him, his mother won't be happy... if he dies... all the demons from the other realm will POUR into this world... Your precious Vatican and Order will fall..." Ahmose hissed. "Are you willing to risk that?!"

"Keep threatening me, and find out." Pegasus challenged.

Ahmose eyed him, but then smirked, pulling a knife. "As you wish...” He hissed.

Yami howled in pain. "AHMOSE! For God's sake STOP IT! REMEMBER THAT PROMISE ?! THIS is the EXACT OPPOSITE of protecting me!” He howled and the puppy scuttled in yapping and prancing in fear.

Ahmose pressed the dagger against Pegasus' throat, the blade biting into the skin.

Yami whined louder from in the hall. "OW! OW!"

Pegasus looked into Ahmose's eyes fearlessly. "If you don’t stop, he's going to be in a lot of pain... and possibly never love you again.” He chuckled.

Ahmose glared, eyes blazing. "And how much pain is my brother in?! HUH!?"

"I don’t know, and it's none of my concern. I told you, it was a majority vote from the ENTIRE council." Pegasus snorted. "Pinning all the blame on me won’t make your brother get his position back, nor will it justify anything."

Ahmose backhanded Pegasus. "Since the moment I met you, all I have seen you do is HURT innocent people!!! You disgust me!!! And you SOIL the good name of ALL Agents!!! I have always held a deep respect for the Order... but I have NO respect for YOU!!!"

Pegasus shoved Ahmose off and dusted off his shirt. "My job isn't to gain YOUR respect.” He snorted. "Tend to your demon and if you want your brother talk to a Slayer. They know where that vampire's house is."

Ahmose growled and sheathed his knife. He eyed Pegasus in distaste, then spat at his feet, before turning and stalking out of the office, the door slamming behind him by itself.

Yami was sitting dazed on the floor and whimpering. "Ow..."

Ahmose knelt. "You okay?"

Yami groaned. "Will you STOP attacking him?!" Yami howled thrashing and crossing his arms, looking away and pouting.

Ahmose growled. "Maybe I'll just slit his throat while he's sleeping..."

Yami popped Ahmose in the ass with his tail. "Ahmose!” He said in a surprisingly scolding tone. "So help me if you attack him again I'm going to make you regret it.” He growled.

Ahmose smirked. "How? You're a total pushover."

Yami reached forward and snatched Ahmose through his pants. He held tightly to the soft flesh below. "Do you know how much pressure it takes to pop someone's...." he said growling and squeezing harshly. "I am not above horribly maiming your family jewels if I feel pain again because you can’t keep that temper in check! And just think what MOM will say when she finds out you're hurting me rather than helping!"

"AH!!!" Ahmose yelped, nearly losing his balance. "YAMI!!! OW!!!"

Yami squeezed harder. "SWEAR you're never going to attack him again!" harder still. "I mean it Ahmose, it's me or your balls."

Ahmose whined, but GLARED at Yami. "He... hurt... my... BROTHER!!!"

"And you're hurting me!" Yami howled glaring back. "Last time I had several broken BONES!" his face softened. "Don’t I mean enough to you to at least CARE!?"

Ahmose blinked, and his face softened. "... of course I care...” He said softly. "But... I can't just sit idly by while he hurts Mikado..."

Yami let go and stood shaking his head. "That's fine... but stop attacking him..." his wings were drooping. "I know I'm not a brother... but you could at least make an effort to give a damn that I'm being hurt?"

Ahmose scowled. "How about next time I attack him, I'll give you a heads up so you can leave the Vatican..."

Yami snorted. "How about you attack him, and I leave the Vatican and don’t come back."

Ahmose scowled. "But Yamiiiii..." He whined.

"Whatever...” He grumbled and trotted off scooping up the puppy as he went.

Ahmose sighed and followed, glaring at the floor.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Dusk was setting in on the land relatively quickly and when Mikado awoke Lilith was there, holding a warm meal. "Good evening Master Mikado." She cooed. "I brought you 'breakfast' in bed."

Mikado blinked sleepily at her. He looked at the breakfast, then sighed and looked past her to the curtains covering the window. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes, then slid from the bed and moved around her, opening the curtains and staring outside. The snow was falling gently.

"Lord Bakura asked that you eat...." She said softly. "He'll visit you soon..."

Mikado just sighed and slowly sat down on the window seat, staring outside. The puppy crawled to the edge of the bed, sniffing at the food, eagerly.

Lilith sighed and shook her head exiting. It wasn't but ten minutes before Bakura came in and looked at Mikado. "Mikado...." he said softly. "Why won’t you eat?"

Mikado glanced at the reflection of the open door in the window. Bakura was standing in the doorway, but Mikado couldn't see him. The door closed.

Bakura frowned and placed a hand on Mikado's shoulder. "Please..." he turned Mikado to look at him. "Do you want me to take you back? Mikado... I only want your happiness..."

Mikado sighed and shook his head, before turning and wrapping his arms around the vampire's waist, resting his head against his abdomen.

Bakura sighed and hugged the teen and rocked him slowly. "What will it take... to see you smile again?"

Mikado sniffled and shrugged a bit.

Bakura looked sad. "Mikado..."

Enehy whined and flopped down at the edge of the bed (too scared to jump down) and watched them. Mikado just closed his eyes and sighed again, nuzzling his cheek into Bakura's body, tightening his hold on the vampire.

Bakura sighed and kissed Mikado's head. "What... does it take to get your rank back?"

Mikado sobbed at that. "... I don't know...” He wailed. "I don’t know if they'll even allow me back after this!!!"

Bakura looked upset and stooped, picking Mikado up and cradling him, kissing him. "What... if you converted a vampire?" he said after a long moment. "No one yet has done that..."

Mikado stared at Bakura, eyes wide. "W-What?! But... Nikolas... He... he's a vampire!!! But... he was forced, he... if I... ALLOWED you... The Council, they...” He shook his head, looking frightened.

Bakura blinked then laughed. "Mikado… I meant me." he said softly. "What if I become a Christian. No Agent has ever convinced a vampire that wasn't a Christian to become one."

Mikado blinked and stared at Bakura, a very... blank look on his face. "... Huh?"

"What if I let you baptize me." Bakura said rolling his eyes. "Are you always this dense when you're emotionally hurting?"

Mikado blinked again. "I can't baptize you! I'm not ordained!!!"

Bakura groaned. "Oh whatever. Then take me up there and get me baptized and take credit for convincing me to do it."

Mikado frowned and shook his head. "It doesn't count... unless you really mean it...” He said softly, and gave Bakura a small smile. "But... The thought was nice...” He sighed and hugged Bakura, then gave a humorless laugh. "It may just be easier to convert ME to vampirism!"

Bakura gave Mikado a look. "I would hope you would... one day.” He said softly. "You're mortal... and you will grow old. You will die while I will not." Bakura rested his forehead against Mikado's. "And I love you... I don’t want to lose you."

Mikado sniffled, tears beginning to fall. "I love you too...” He whimpered, clinging tightly to Bakura. "... I won't give you up... no matter what they do..."

Bakura sat on the bed, pushing the food aside and wiping away Mikado's tears. "shh shh none of that.” He said firmly. "You don’t have to give me up." Bakura cooed kissing him. "You have me until the day comes that you no longer want me... or are no longer living."

"Nothing could make me no longer want you..." Mikado gasped, as the puppy chased his breakfast across the bed.

Bakura smirked and bent kissing Mikado again, a bit of heat in the kiss. "Good... because I will forever love you... even past your own death."

Mikado blinked, and stared Bakura in the eyes, concern filling his own. "... past my... death?"

Bakura nodded. "You know that I will likely out live you. The only way I'm dying is if someone successfully vanquishes me."

Mikado looked down, nodding, his fingertips absently rubbing Bakura's chest. "... I want to stay with you...” He said softly. “And… be like you…”

Bakura blinked. "Mikado... it's flattering… but are you sure of that?” He asked, tilting Mikado's chin up to gaze into his eyes. "it's a long eternity... and watching all things around you age... change while you are forever frozen in time... is a terrible and beautiful thing. A curse and a blessing."

Mikado smiled slightly. "I think that the blessing outweighs the curse, if I am with you..."

"And what about your brother? Your friends? You'll outlive them all... they will all grow old and die while you cannot." Bakura said softly. "You'll never feel the warmth of life... or taste the foods you love anymore. You'll never see the light of day..."

Mikado gave Bakura a sheepish smile and slight shrug. "Meh... I always preferred the night... sun annoys me... too bright..."

Bakura laughed and hugged Mikado. "You are such a dopey human...” He cooed kissing him. "Are you sure? There's no take backs or 'I changed my mind' halfway through..." Bakura said softly.

Mikado nodded. "I know...” He sighed, resting his head on Bakura's chest again. "... Besides... it will piss off the Council..."

Bakura chuckled. "Now I feel so used... a tool to get vengeance.” He hugged Mikado and kissed him lovingly.

Mikado cooed softly into the kiss, clinging to the vampire. "I would think you would like being a tool for vengeance on the Council...?"

Bakura chuckled, kissing along Mikado's jaw. "I don’t mind. You can use me to your heart's content..." he whispered. "Are you positive? Being sired hurts like a bitch."

"... Can't hurt more than I'm already hurting now..." Mikado said with a sad smile, and he looked down, ashamed. "... Last night, for the first time in my life... I found myself wanting to... die..."

Bakura snorted. "Don’t. Don’t ever die.” He said running a hand up Mikado's back and kissing him more passionately. "You're all I've ever wanted... and I would be very lonely without you in my life."

"I know..." Mikado whispered. "It gives me a reason to live..."

Bakura kissed him again as Lilith snuck in, taking away the food, and a certain mischievous puppy. She'd been eavesdropping and determined now was a good time to clear the room.

Bakura chuckled. "Plus if you died she'd just be back to paying attention to me."

Mikado snorted in laughter. "My, what a horrible predicament THAT would be..."

Bakura grumbled. "She's just like her mother...who was just like her grandmother who was just like her great grandmother...."

Mikado snickered.

Bakura gently tugged at Mikado's shirt. "Are you serious about this Mikado?” He asked kissing him once more. "Truly serious?"

Mikado smiled and nodded. "Yes... There's just one thing..."

"Yes?" Bakura said tugging the shirt off and attacking Mikado's nipples quickly, pinning him back against the bed and kissing him quickly. "Speak now or you'll never get it out."

Mikado grinned, and suddenly Bakura found the blankets over his head. "Gotta make you WORK for it! Gotta CATCH me first!" And he heard Mikado dart out of the room and slam the door, leaving the stunned vampire tangled in the blankets on the bed.

Bakura blinked and slowly untangled himself, and stood. "Lilith!” He called. "Mikado wanted to be your seamstress’s dummy for the next dress that you and your mother are making. Do be a dear and find him.” He said smiling.

Lilith looked overjoyed and dashed through the house spreading the grand news. Within moments she'd not only found him, but was DRAGGING him to the sewing room.

"Whah?! HEY!!! Lillith! Let me go!!! BAKURA!!! THAT'S CHEATING!!!" Mikado howled.

Bakura chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "All's fair in love and war. I'll see you when they're done.” He purred trotting off to the study to read. Mikado would be a while.

It was several hours later that Bakura went to see how things were coming along. And there was Mikado in a lovely blue and green dress, that matched his eyes PERFECTLY. But that scowl on his face was PRICELESS.

Bakura chuckled slightly. "Aww but you're so beautiful.” He cooed stepping forward. "And you're JUST petite enough...'

Mikado glared at him and growled. "I fuckin hate you."

Bakura smirked and stepped forward and suddenly lifted the skirt clear over Mikado's head. "Oh, nice bloomers too... Ladies I commend your sewing skills."

Mikado let out a girly shriek, fighting to get the skirt down and give Bakura a few good knocks about the head. "STOP IT, DAMN YOU!!!"

Bakura however held the skirt high. "Is that silk?"

Lilith and her mother let out similar giggles. "Why yes my lord, that's silk." the mother said calmly.

"DAMMIT BAKURA!!!" Mikado howled, lashing out with his foot and kicking Bakura square in the nose.

Bakura grunted and rubbed his sore nose which thankfully wasn't bleeding, before snatching said leg and lifting it with the skirt. Poor Mikado was now percariously perched on one leg and nearly doing the splits. "He needs some lovely socks to go with this dress. Something in fine silk as well hmm?"

Lilith let out a giggle. "Yes my lord. We have a garter too." she said smiling.

"LILLITH!!!" Mikado howled, struggling. The stool he was standing on wobbled precariously, and then tipped. "OH SHIT!!!"

Bakura however caught his other leg, and held him from falling, though now there was definitely no stopping the billows of his dress from falling into his face.

"Ohh..." Bakura groped at Mikado's behind slightly. "I do like these... make him some panties in silk please."

Mikado whined and struggled. "Stop iiiiiiiit!!!"

Bakura chuckled and used his free arm to scoop Mikado up. "I'm afraid I'm stealing your dummy now ladies... I'm going to ravage him in unspeakable ways... then sire him.” He said calmly, trotting out and already beginning to undress Mikado as he walked through the house.

Mikado glared at Bakura. "... You suck."

"Yes I do." Bakura lifted the skirt immediatly, yanking down the bloomers and doing JUST that, positioning Mikado so that he was sitting on the vampire’s shoulders BACKWARDS.

"OH FUCK!" Mikado yelped, throwing his head back and groaning, seizing fists full of Bakura’s hair so he wouldn’t fall to the floor.

"We're getting to it. Hold your horses." Bakura chuckled, going back to sucking Mikado harshly, running his tongue along Mikado and teasing him to arousal.

”You suuuuuuck!!!” Mikado whined.

Bakura deep-throated him before pulling away. "We've covered this. Yes I do." and he deep-throated Mikado once more, swallowing around him.

Mikado pouted. "And I hope you CHOKE when you swallow!!!"

Bakura pulled away his teeth gently grazing Mikado's flesh. "Vampires never choke...and besides...” He opened the door to Mikado's room, locking it behind them and TOSSING the boy to the bed and quickly disrobing him. "I'm not going to blow you to release...I'm going to fuck you...just like you wanted."

Mikado's eyes widened and he flushed. "... whah... whah... Huh?!"

Bakura smirked, disrobing himself then climbing over Mikado and pinning him, crushing his lips to the youth's. "I love you.” He hissed hands roaming Mikado's body. "Every inch of you..."

Mikado squeaked and shivered. "Uh... good to know?"

Bakura smirked and a hand trailed slowly south. "Even better to feel.” He said chuckling. "And you're going to feel it."

"Mmmm... I... am..." The boy moaned, rolling his head from side to side, squirming underneathe the vampire.

the southward bound hand finally reached it's destination around Mikado's length, and began pumping him slowly. "This time, you're mine. No one is taking you from me ever again...” He hissed. "My lover from now until eternity."

"Oh God..." Mikado groaned, rocking his hips in time with the strokes up and down his length. "... Forgive me... Father..."

Bakura crushed his lips against Mikado's once more. "There's no sin in love..." he breathed nibbling Mikado's lip. "And I love you..." he slowed his pumping. "And you love me..."

Mikado groaned. "Y-Yes... But... there are those who say... I am giving away my... soul to Hell..."

"Never..." Bakura breathed kissing him again and speeding his pumping. "Your soul would never go there... no matter what you did."

Mikado moaned and smiled. "I know... I'm not... giving away my soul...” He reached out and gently carressed Bakura's cheek. "I beleived that being a vampire meant the loss of one's soul... and being damned to Hell... but then I met you... and I saw your soul."

Bakura chuckled. "Perhaps.” He used his free hand to begin preparing Mikado. "I love you, that's all that matters. I'd protect you from hell itself."

Mikado hissed, lifting his hips slightly and wincing. "Ah... mmmm...” He pulled Bakura down and kissed him. And this time, Mikado tentatively slipped his tongue into Bakura's mouth and traced his fangs, curiously.

Bakura smiled and allowed Mikado to feel them, though he dominated the kiss easily. During the kiss he finished the preparations and pulled away, positioning himself and slowly pressing into Mikado before resuming the kiss.

The boy's cry was swallowed by the vampire as he flung his arms around his shoulders and arched his back, spreading his legs wider to better accommodate Bakura.

Bakura pulled away as he began a slow pace, aiming each as best he could for Mikado's prostate. "You're very sexy for such an inexperienced human.” He chuckled. "I love it.” He added pinching a nipple as he worked. "One of many things I adore about you."

Mikado winced, but moaned. "Ah- Ahhhh... Um... Thanks... I think? Mmmm..." His eyes fluttered as he was having a hard time keeping them open, and he squirmed. "Oh God..."

Bakura began pumping Mikado in time with his pace, which was slowly becoming more rapid. More rapid, and more accurate. He was an expert, it seemed, at striking that magical place within Mikado, and drawing out moans. Bakura let out a moan of his own as he worked. Mikado was perfect, tight and moaning beneath him. Nothing could have made this moment better.

At that moment, Mikado couldn't have been more content. For the first time in twenty four hours, he wasn't depressed, or afraid. "Bakura... Oh God... I love you...” He moaned.

Correction. NOW Bakura could never feel better. He moaned once more, thrusting into Mikado faster now, before bending and grazing his teeth over Mikado's neck.

Mikado shuddered and whimpered, curling a leg around Bakura's hips and pressing against him, trying to draw him deeper into his body. "Bakura... please...” He begged.

Bakura groaned and thrust deeper into Mikado and slowly nibbled Mikado's neck, before finally sinking his fangs into the flesh and beginning to feed as he continued to pleasure the youth below him, with all he had.

Mikado threw his head back, the harsh movement tearing the flesh around Bakura's embedded fangs slightly, causing more blood to flow. "AH!! Bakura!!!" Mikado cried, bucking his hips up at the erotic jolt of pleasure that the bite sent through him.

Bakura moaned around Mikado's neck and continued pumping him with one hand, the other near Mikado's hip steadying himself and helping to thrust deeply into the boy as he fed. This was highly erotic to him too, and he made sure to strike that prostate every time now, loving how Mikado writhed beneath him.

Mikado whined slightly; the rapid draining of his blood was making him lightheaded, only increasing the feeling of euphoria that had overtaken him. "B-Bakura... I... I'm... Oh God..." His body tensed and began to shiver.

Bakura merely continued what he was doing, urging Mikado to his release so that he could relax and bliss away some of the pain of being sired that was to come.

Mikado's fingernails dug into the skin of Bakura's back and the boy's hold tightened dramatically; Bakura was actually surprised at the strength in his lover's fragile human limbs. "Nnnnnmh... nnnnnhh... B-Bakura... nnnmmm... BAKURAAAAA!!!" Mikado screamed and convulsed, releasing violently, back arching up off of the bed to the point it seemed it may snap.

Bakura moaned and continued working, a hand now free to soothe Mikado and hold him still as he found his own release in the dramatically tighter passage. He moaned loudly, nearly slumping atop Mikado, but pulling away and laying beside him, mouth never leaving Mikado's neck, never once ceasing his feed.

Mikado's half lidded eyes stared blankly at the cieling, glassy and glazed as his body trembled in Bakura's arms. His sweaty face, which would normally be flushed, was pale.

Bakura continued until the crucial moment arrived. He pulled away licking the wound closed and brushing some bangs from Mikado's eyes. "I love you..." he breathed and lifted his arm. He bit down a bit below the wrist, his own blood beginning to drip from it. "Here....” He whispered. "Drink it..." and he pressed the wound to Mikado's mouth.

Mikado's eyes fluttered and he moaned slightly, parting his lips when he felt the warmth trickling over them. He blinked softly and turned his head, covering the bleeding wounds with his lips and swallowing the blood as it filled his mouth.

Bakura shivered and cradled Mikado as the youth drank from him. There was something about being fed from that was unbelievably pleasurable to a vampire, and to have Mikado be the one doing it, made it all the more desireable. He smiled. "I love you... drink until you are full...” He cooed.

Mikado's reply was a soft moaning sigh, his eyes closed in a blissful contentment as he gently suckled the wound.

Bakura nuzzled Mikado and watched over him. Mikado was his fledgling.... his lover. He smiled slightly. He'd watch over him. He'd never leave Mikado alone as he'd been left. Someday Mikado may choose to leave his side and explore the world... but he would never leave the boy to fend for himself. His love was so deep for the youth below him that he would follow him to the edge of hell... then jump right in if he needed to.

Mikado cooed softly as he drank from Bakura's wrist, feeling more happy and content than he had in a long time. He felt safe and warm and loved in Bakura's arms. Everything felt perfect... it was as if he had entered paradise, walked past the angels with swords of flame and entered the Garden of Eden... passed through the Golden Gates and entered Heaven itself... He didn't even notice the ache as his body began to die, nor did he notice the sting of his skin turning red under the golden gross that lay on his chest.

Bakura blinked and quickly removed it, suffering a burn to save his fledgling from a quite painful (and much worse) burn. He tossed it aside after he slid it from Mikado's neck, pulling his arm away only briefly to preform that act replacing it to Mikado's hungry lips immediately.

Mikado, who had whined when Bakura had taken the source of blood away from him, quieted down once it was returned, closing his eyes and relaxing again with a soft sigh, cuddling closer to Bakura.

Bakura smiled and pulled the blankets over them with his free hand, gladly cuddling up to his fledgling and nuzzling him. "Mmm... this is how things were meant to be...” He purred.

It was less than five minutes later that Bakura realized that Mikado had drifted to sleep, still sucking slightly on his wrist, though he was only getting a small trickle of blood.

Bakura chuckled and pulled his wrist away slowly, catching sight of small developing fangs in Mikado's mouth. He grinned and shook his head kissing the boy's cheek.

Mikado pouted slightly at the loss of the source of blood again, but he settled down peacefully at the kiss to his cheek as his body slowly died, quietly and painlessly.

Bakura kept silent watch over his beloved until well past dawn and didn't allow himself to sleep until the process had finished and he was sure that his precious lover would not face pain. Mikado had been lucky; he'd slept out the worst part of being sired... and the whole time he'd had a smile on his face. The smile that Bakura had fallen in love with...