The Viking Brothers

ChibiMisu here! Thanks for all the great reviews!! ^_^v This is the last chapter of Part II. Part III will be more exciting.

Anyway, for some reason, chapter 22 wasn't working on it's own, so i had to add it to this one. This will be both 21 and 22. chapter 22 will be at the very end after the author's note.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh


The Viking Brothers


Chapter 21: A Bunny Funeral


After the departure of Keith and his men, Bakura decided to take a ride out in the woods with his new mare. Surprisingly, she was riding quite well after being mounted by that monster of a horse; it made him wonder. Marik asked him if he wanted to go into town with him and Malik, but he declined. He wasn’t going to be the third wheel. He took a deep breath of fresh air. The air was not to cold today, a sign of winter coming to an end. That was good news for him.

There was a sudden rustling and squealing coming up from the brushes ahead. Taking out his sword, he motioned his horse towards the sound. As he parted through the brush, he saw the source of the noise. A baby rabbit was fighting a snake! Bakura watched in shock and surprised as he witnessed for the first time something like this. Usually rabbits wouldn’t fight a snake, he couldn’t wait to tell Yami and Marik!

The snake suddenly turned away from the rabbit and slithered off, clearly giving up. Bakura looked at the rabbit and thought it would be a great gift for Ryou. It wasn’t an albino deer like Yami brought home for Yugi, but he knew Ryou would like it. He jumped off the horse and walked slowly to the rabbit who was breathing heavy from the fight. Tough little critter. So with lighting fast speed, he grabbed the rabbit by it’s neck hide. The rabbit squealed and squirmed, but Bakura held it tight.

“You’re coming with me little guy-er-“ He pushed the fur away to see what sex the rabbit was. “Oh, you’re a she. Okay then little lady, you’re going home to my slave Ryou as a pet!” With that, Bakura hopped back onto his horse and signaled her to turn around and trot back home.

After he put the mare away and glared at Avaldamon, he hurried up to his room to find Ryou. He clutched the rabbit tightly so it wouldn’t squirm out of his hands. When he reached the door to his room, he listened to see if Ryou was in there. When he heard soft humming, he knew Ryou was in the room. He opened the door and smirked when he made Ryou jump.

“Oh master! You frightened me!”

“Sorry, but I brought you something.” Ryou looked at Bakura’s hand saw the rabbit.

“Is that a rabbit, Master?” Bakura nodded and held it out by it’s neck hide. “Wow! It’s so cute!! It’s such a pretty shade of brown!”

“Take it, it’s yours.” Ryou got up and took the bunny from Bakura and held it to his chest. The rabbit took to Ryou quickly and cuddled up to him. Ryou almost squealed with delight.

“I just love him, master!! Thank you so much!” Bakura actually smiled at Ryou’s happiness.

“What are you going to name him?” Ryou thought for a second, then looked at Bakura

“If it’s okay with you master, I’d like to call him Little Bakura.” Bakura started to laugh and Ryou cocked his head in confusion. “Is something wrong?”

“I thought this” He grabbed his crotch “was Little Bakura.” Ryou blushed.

“There’s nothing little about that. If anything, that’s Large Bakura, you’re Big Bakura, and this fuzzy guy here is Little Bakura.” Bakura’s grin widened.

“You sure know how to make a man feel special! *fanfare* I know, I am big aren’t I!” Ryou blushed as Bakura basked in his own glory for a few seconds. Ryou smiled and nuzzled the bunny to his cheek.

“What a good boy you are! Yes, yes you are!” Bakura stopped in his self-glory to correct Ryou.

“Uh, he’s a she, so you can’t name her Little Bakura.” Ryou pouted.

“Oh phooey, I did so like that name.” He thought for a second, then smiled brightly as he thought of a new name. “I know, I’ll call her Little Bakurina!” Bakura sweatdropped and fell to the floor.

“Big difference!”

Seto’s Room:

Jou whistled a tune as he entered the room, looking around for Seto. He felt the cool breeze and looked to the balcony doors, which were open. Moving around the bed to get a closer look, he caught sight of his lover. Seto stood out on the tower balcony, staring out over the trees. Jou noticed his lover seemed out of it, for he would have acknowledged his presence already. Something must be wrong.

“Seto?” Seto didn’t turn around, but answered.

“What is it, Jou?” He was right, there was something troubling Seto to have his lover call him by his real name. Jou walked up behind him and hugged him tight, resting his head on Seto’s back.

“What’s wrong love? You seem tense.” Seto sighed and took one of Jou’s hands as they rest on his chest.

“I don’t know, pup. I’ve had this feeling for awhile now, like something horrible is going to happen. I first started to notice it when Keith showed up at the camp, and I’ve had it ever since. But, after he left today, the feeling only became more intense. I don’t know if it’s coincidence or if I really feel something is amiss.”

“Maybe you’re getting sick, Seto. And the fact that you are standing here in just your pants and an open robe doesn’t help either!” Seto chuckled.

“I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn’t give my attire much mind. I’m just worried, Jou, for all of us.”

“I think you might be getting sick, love. All this stuff is in your head, that’s all.” Seto turned around and brought Jou into his , lo, looking him in the eyes.

“I did some thinking on my way to Duke’s room last night-“ Jou glared.

“What were you doing in Duke’s room!?”

“Relax pup, remember when I said I had some advice to give him?” Jou flushed and nodded, knowing he made a mistake. “Anyway, I was pondering on why Keith was so interested in Duke.”

“We’ve ALL been pondering that, Seto.” Seto growled.

“Let me finish. I’ve actually thought of a possible solution to our question.” Jou’s brows went up in surprise. “I think, that when Duke had that accident, he found out something about Keith. Tristan said he looked determined and frightened at the same time, and he HAD to tell Yami something important. After he lost his memory, Keith decided that if he took him away, he wouldn’t have anyone to tell.”

“So you think Duke knows something about Keith and that’s why he married him?” Seto nodded.

“Duke told me last night that he knew he had something important to tell, but he couldn’t think of it. If the feeling I have is really warning me of upcoming danger, then Duke has ALL our answers.”

“What you say makes a lot of sense, now I’m worried.” Seto smiled lightly and kissed Jou on the head.

“Don’t be afraid, puppy. If anything happens, you know I’ll protect you.” Jou nuzzled his face in Seto’s chest.

“But we fight side by side, love. You don’t need to protect me.”

“Of course I do. Listen pup, you’ve only fought againsglisglishmen and they aren’t as NEAR brutal or skilled as the Vikings in battle. You have yet to fight a Viking soldier.” Jou pouted.

“But I fight you.” Seto smirked.

“That’s for frisky reasons, so they don’t count. I talking about Vikings like the Bolverk brothers and Keith. You wouldn’t stand a chance if you had to battle them. So promise me that if there is a battle by schanchance, you will hide someplace safe until it is over.”

“But Seto-“

”No ‘buts’, Jou! I mean it! For once, do as I say.” Jou sniffed as Seto’s sudden tone with him turned away. “Oh pup, I didn’t mean to snap at you. I’m just worried that something might happen to you. Leave all the fighting to myself and the other Vikings. Please pup, that is all I ask.” Jou sighed and nd.
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“Okay Seto, I won’t fight.” Seto smiled and hugged him close.

“That’s a good puppy. Now why don’t we get our minds off of this and go for a ride in the woods?” Jou grinned up at him.

“Can we take only one horse? I like being pushed up against you.” Seto chuckled.


“Cockteaser.”

Malik walked the halls with Beowulf, bored out of his mind. He didn’t see why everyone else had to walk this animal! Just because Yugi had Yami’s brat all day doesn’t mhe che can’t take care of his own pet! Beowulf must have taken forever to find the perfect spot to pee. Not only that, but the deer was constantly trying to eat his clothes. He personally thought the deer was a goat with it’s clothing appetite.

“Hey Malik!” Malik broke from his thoughts as he saw Ryou hurrying up to him. He was holding something fuzzy in his hands and looking happier than before.

“What’s up?” Ryou stopped in front of him and showed him the bunny.

“Look what Bakura brought home for me!”

“A rat?”

“It’s not a rat!” Ryou fumed, hugging the animal close. “It’s a rabbit, see!” He held it out to show Malik. “Her name is Little Bakurina! Isn’t she cute with these long ears and soft brown fur?!” Malik wrinkled his nose.

“Where’d he get that thing, anyway?”

“From the woods.”

“The woods?! Ryou, it’s probably full of diseases and ticks! Get rid of that thing!” Ryou gasped and held the bunny close.

“I will not! All he needs is a bath and everything will be alright. That’s what I’m going to go do right now.”

“I’ll come with you, let me just go back to my room and change. I smell like this damn animal!” He leaned down and untied the rope from Beowulf’s collar. “Bugger off, now!” Beowulf did just that and pranced down the hall. “Stupid animal!”

“That’s not nice to say, Malik.” Malik rolled his eyes.

“Whatever. Come with me to my room real quick.” Ryou nodded.

“Okay.”

They walked up the steps to Marik’s room so Malik could get changed. He threw his dirty brown tunic top in the clothing basket and threw on a dark green one. Ryou sat on the bed with Little Bakurina and looked around the room. Marik’s room was actually more frightening than Bakura’s! Marik had old bloodied weapons and MANY knives all over. The wall was covered with mounted animal hides and the weapons. There was a righting desk in the far corner and what looked like a chair made out of bones. Ryou hoped he was wrong about that.

“Um, Malik?”

“Yeah?”

“How can you sleep in this place!? It feels like....like death is around every corner.” Malik scoffed.

“Nah, Marik’s just fruity. I think his mother dropped him on his head a few times as a baby.” Ryou chuckled and held Little Bakurina close.

“Weren’t you afraid of this room when you first walked into it?” Malik shook his head.

“Marik described his room to me one day on the ship, so I was prepared. And yes, that chair is made out of bones, human bones.” Ryou turned paler than usual and his hair practically stood on end. He turned blue in the face from pure fright.

“Uh...how-how d-did he..he accomplish t-that? Dare I ask?” Malik was still unfazed by everything.

“He said he ran into some fur traders who charged him more for a throw rug than it was worth, so you can guess what he did.” Ryou sat on the bed, frozen.

“No, I-I don’t.”

“He brought the carriage back with the dead traders and let them rot to their bones. Then he just gathered the bones and made shit with them. I tell you this, Marik has to much time on his hands.” Ryou’s head was cocked sideways as he twitched, his face now green with illness.

“I think I’m gonna be sick...” Malik walked over to the chair and leaned on it.

“Wanna have a seat?” Malik smirked as Ryou nearly fell off the bed.

“I’ll-I’ll pass, thank you....Malik?”

“Yeah?” Ryou held his hand to his mouth.

“I feel ill, watch Little Bakurina for me?” Malik nodded and Ryou placed the nearly sleeping bunny on an actual normal chair by the bed and ran out of the room. Malik just laughed and started admiring himself in the body mirror. He twirled around a few times and ran his hands through his hair.

“Damn, I’m hot!”

“You got that right.” Malik recognized the voice and looked over to the door.

“Like what you see, Marik?” Marik smirked evilly and slammed the door behind him.

“No pants, only a top? Meow. Keep it comin’ baby.”

Marik kept his eyes on his teasing lover as he made his way across the room. He had some ale to drink beforehand and was a bit tipsy, so he sat down in his bedside chair heavily: and heard a loud *CRACK*. Both Malik and Marik froze at the sudden noise. “What the hell did I sit on?” Malik paled as he turned his head slowly over his shoulder, hoping it wasn’t what he thought it was. Marik reached underneath him and pulled out what was now Little Bakurina pancake. “WHAT THE HELL?!”


“HOLY SHIT, MARIK!! YOU JUST SAT ON RYOU’S PET RABBIT!!” Marik cocked an eyebrow.

“Pet?”

“Bakura brought it home for Ryou, and you just killed it with that big ass!” Marik gasped.

“My ass isn’t big!! It’s just my stature! Besides, what the hell was a rabbit doing on a human chair?!!? It belongs OUTSIDE!!” Malik started biting his nails nervously.

“Oh my god, this is horrible!!”

“It’s just an animal, Malik.”

“I know! But Ryou takes this stuff REALLY hard!! We once found a baby bird to take care of, but then this stray cat killed it and Ryou was depressed for about a week! He’s going to make us hold a funeral for the rabbit now, just like the bird!! It’s going to be so CORNY!!” Ryuddeuddenly came back in the room.

“Malik, what’s all the commotion?” Marik quickly stood up and hid the dead rabbit behind his back. “Where’s Little Bakurina?” Both Marik and Malik paled.

“Marik, you did it, so you tell him.” Ryou cocked his head to the side.

“Tell me what?” Marik sighed and took a deep breath, pulling the dead animal out from behind him.

“I accidentally sat on your bunny rabbit.” Ryou paled and looked over the flattened rabbit, and burst out crying. Malik had to cover his ears from the high pitched wailing.

“Oh my god! You killed Little Bakurina!!” Ryou ran to him and yanked the rabbit from Marik’s hands. He cuddled the animal close, still crying. “Now I understand why your mother wouldn’t let you hold the family cat!!”

“NOW DON’T YOU BRING SMOKEY INTO THIS!!”

“You’re nothing but a monster who enjoys murdering small defenseless animals!! I’m telling Bakura on you!! Monster!!” Ryou ran out of the room, leaving the ttandtanding there. Marik hung his head and Malik started tapping his foot.

“Are you happy now?” Marik growled at him.

“It was an accident!! Damn, everyone has to mention Smoky! That cuts me REAL deep.” Malik just shook his head.

“Marik, I love you and all, but you need help. I think we need to have a LONG talk about Smoky.” Marik whimpered.

“No, bad memories...it traumatized me!”

“You’re unbelievable. I don’t know what’s worse, your animal killing instinct or Bakura’s obsession with those fucking ‘pineapples’ or whatever the hell they are! What are these so called ‘pineapples’ he speaks of?” Marik rolled his eyes.

“We were sailing somewhere a few years ago and stopped at some island. Bakura was hungry and ate one of those fruits. We met the natives and they called them pineapples, and ever since, Bakura’s been obsessed with them. He says they taste so good, but we refused to taste them. So, there you hat, tt, the great pineapple mystery.” Malik sweatdropped.

“Not impressed.” ‘Damn’ he thought ‘Bakura’s going to be my brother-in-law...how embarrassing!’


Later on in the afternoon, Ryou gathered Bakura, Yugi, Yami, Marik, Malik, Mokuba, and Jou to the funeral. Seto was bringing the horse back to the stables after he and Jou took that ride; Tristan just refused to see anyone. Little Bakurina was placed in an empty bag of oats next to a deep hole under a tree in the garden. The group was gathered around the hole, sitting down on the cold ground. Yugi was reading something from the Bible as Ryou sobbed softly into his hanky. The other’s weren’t very moved by the ceremony. Yami was trying not to fall asleep, Jou was watching the birds, Bakura was glaring at Marik, Marik was wearing all black with his head bowed, Mokuba was busy plucking some grass, and Malik was just rolling his eyes and mumbling under his breath.

Seto happened to see the group and walked over. When he got there he took in the scene around him. He heard from Mokuba a few minutes ago that Ryou’s pet rabbit was killed by Marik. What else was new. Yugi was the only one who could be heard.

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust-“ Seto rolled his eyes and tisked before walking off. This was ridiculous. Between Ryou and his brother, he didn’t know who was worse when it came to losing animals. That’s why he forbad Mokuba to have any more pets after the chipmunk. No reason to traumatize the kid twice.

“Amen.” Only Malik, Yugi, and Ryou said ‘amen’.

“Would anyone like to say a few words?” Ryou asked with a sniffle. No one stepped forward, except for Yugi.

“Don’t worry Ryou. Little Bakurina is in Bunny Heaven right now. She’s probably hopping around and playing with other bunnies and having a wonder time. She’ll miss you, but she’ll always be watching you from the sky.” Ryou smiled through his tears and nodded. Yami, however, broke the mood coming out of his ‘almost’ cat nap.

“What the hell are you talking about? It’s fucking dead anll jll just decay in the ground. There’s no “Bunny Heaven”.” Ryou burst out into tears again and everyone glared at Yami, who blushed when he realized what he said. “Oh, sorry...”

“Yami, that was very rude!” Yugi gave him a tiny slap and everyone gasped. Yami blinked a few times, it didn’t hurt at all, but it was the fact that someone had slapped him. He was about to cry. “Shame on you!” Yugi waved his finger at him. Yami hung his head in shame. Bakura patted Ryou’s back, trying to soothe his crying.

“It’s okay, Ryou. Yami doesn’t know anything so just ignore him.”

“Master, will you bury him for me? I don’t think I could it.” Bakura nodded and turned to the others.


“Alright everyone, get lost! Let the boy morn in peace.” Everyone got up and left, happy to be free of the sappy ceremony and left Bakura with the morning Ryou. ‘Why me?’ Bakura asked himself before beginning the burial.


Keith’s Castle:

When Duke woke up, he first noticed that he was in a strange place. He remembered crying himself silently to sleep on the way to Keith’s castle. Wait, that must be where he is. This must be Keith’s room. With some difficulty, he sat himself up in the bed, and noticed that he was clothed properly, but the shackles were still there. Suddenly, he fumed as he recognized the clothing style.

“A NIGHTGOWN!? WHAT DOES HE THINK I AM? A WOMAN!” Duke lifted the sheets and looked under his nightgown, just incase it was some scary dream. “Whew, it’s still there. Hm, nice material.” Despite the fact that he was in a female’s sleeping attire, he couldn’t help but admire the texture: silk. “I always wanted to wear silk!”


After marveling at the rich silk, he glanced around the room: not bad. Thick stone walls with mirrors and tapestries. The fire place was quite large, with a warm fire already burning. The bed was canopy with a thick comforter and exceedingly fluffy pillows. A large mirror was place overtop of the bed and he could clearly make out his whole body. He blushed uncontrollably as he figured what that mirror was for. Disgusting, kinky bastard! Aside from that, there were end tables on both sides, a trunk at the foot of the bed, a table, and an impressive book shelf. All in all, the place wasn’t half bad.

Suddenly, there was a clicking noise coming from the door. He saw the handle moving slightly and he quickly covered himself with the sheets. The door opened and a young man walked in, followed by a young woman. The young man was carrying a large tray of food while the young woman held a bundle of what looked like fabrics. Then the person he hates the most sauntered in, looking like his normal, angry self. The man placed the tray on the table and looked over at Duke. The man glared at him, for what reason Duke had no idea so he glared back. The woman laid the fabrics on the chair and she too threw him a glare before sticking her nose up in the air. ‘What’s with these people?’ Duke asked himself. The two hurried out of the room and locked the door, leaving him alone with Keith.

“We need to play the part of a happy couple, so bare with me. We’re having dinner in here tonight.” Keith picked up the tray and carried over to the bed. “Move over!” Duke did as he was told, trying to keep his tongue still. Seto’s words still echoed in his head, and they made a lot of sense. He had to swallow his pride and bare it. Keith sat down on the bed and placed the tray longways between them. “Eat.”

Keith grabbed a large piece of meat and ripped into it with his teeth. Duke looked at him in disgust and pictured two wolf ears and tail popping out from Keith’s body. He looked over the food, seeing only meat, meat, and some more meat. He wasn’t a big meat eater. Back at his outlaw camp, he grew his own vegetables and ate them more than eat meat all the time like his comrades. There was bread present, so he broke off a piece of the loaf and nibbled on it. He felt Keith’s eyes on him and he froze in his eating.

“Is that all you’re going to have?!” Duke swallowed what was in his mouth.

“Yes.”

“What the hell for?”

“I’m not a big fan of meat. I prefer vegetables and bread.” It was Keith’s turn to look at him in disgust.

“I guess you need to remain thin and flexible being an outlaw.” Duke nodded.

“In a way, yes.” Keith rolled his eyes and uncorked the jug of ale. He took a deep swing before shoving it in Duke’s face, not even bothering to look over. Duke’s nose wrinkled at the smell and he pushed it away. “No thank you.” Keith nearly spit out his food.

“Don’t tell me you don’t like ale, either?!” Duke went back to nibbling on his bread.

“Not much of a drinker. I prefer water.”

“Are you human?” Keith asked, biting into another piece of meat.

“Of course I am! I just have different eating habits than most.”

“Whatever.”


After they, or rather Keith, was finished dinner, he went to put the tray out in the hallway. Duke laid back on the pillows and turned his head as Keith started to undress. God, he hoped Keith would just go right to sleep and not ask him to do anything. His backside was still sore from yesterday and his injuries have yet to heal. What rotten luck...it sure was cold in the room now. Either it was Keith’s icey personality or the fire had burned down, probably both. The bed shifted as he felt Keith settling himself down. Duke moved further away until he was almost on the edge of the bed. He was suddenly yanked backwards by his pony tail and gave a loud yelp.

“Didn’t I tell you we have to play the part of a happy fucking couple!! Servants come in and out of this room all the time in the morning, and it has to look good!” He quickly stripped Duke of the light nightgown and tossed it to the side. Duke yelped once again as his bare body was forced against Keith’s. “That was all we had for you to sleep in and I’m having the tailor make you new clothes starting tomorrow. Now, let me advise you that I am a light sleeper, and if you try to escape I’ll feel you moving.” He wrapped his arm around Duke’s waist tightly. “Try and slip your way out of that grip. Should you somehow slip away from me, there are guards posted at the door and four more at the end of the hallway. The window is locked and it’s a long way down, so don’t even try that. Get it, got it, good. Now don’t bother me, I’m going to sleep.”

Duke sighed silently in relief that Keith didn’t want to ‘do’ anything with him tonight. Laying next to Keith and having to play a ‘happy couple’ was just making his stomach turn. Keith also stun god god knows what and it was making him crazy. Tristan smelled of hard work while Keith just smelled in general. Tristan...he missed his friend, or lover? Duke wasn’t sure if that was it. He REALLY liked Tristan, more than he’s ever liked anyone else. That he could remember of course. But something felt right with Tristan, and Tristan really liked, no loved him. He could see it in his eyes as clear as day, and then when he left this morning, Tristan looked like he was ready to fight Keith for him. He couldn’t help but smile and blush a bit. What a girlish thought, it must have been the nightgown. Now, with happy thoughts of Tristan, he easily fell asleep.


Keith awoke in the middle of night to the sound of someone entering the room. He looked over and saw one of his men peeking in. Keith gave him a glare of ‘what are you doing here’. The man beckoned him with his finger before whispering

“Lord Pegasus wants to see you.” Keith sneered and looked down at Duke, who had a happy smile planted on his face. He pulled away from Duke with ease and got of bed. Duke was still fast asleep so he quietly slipped on his pants.

“What for?”

“He wants to discuss something.” Keith sighed angrily and followed the man out of the room. “He’s in his chamber and wants to meet you there.”

“Alright, lets go.” The two hurried to Pegasus’s chamber but the man didn’t stay, saying Pegasus only wanted to see Keith. Keith knocked on the chamber and heard his uncle’s voice telling him to enter. He entered the room and saw Pegasus reading a book at his desk.


“Good evening, dear nephew.”

“Cut the bullshit, Uncle Peg. What do you want so late at night?!” Pegasus smirked.

“Did I interrupt your time with Duke?” Keith scoffed.

“No, but you woke me up.” Pegasus smiled and closed his book.

“You know, many of your subjects are eagerly waiting to see their “lady” of the house.” Keith closed the door and sat himself in a nearby chair.

“They’ll see him when I decide to take Duke out.” Pegasus raised an eyebrow.

“You plan to keep him locked up?” Keith nodded.

“Yup. He’s an outlaw, a trickster, and a thief. We can’t take any chances with him, Uncle Peg. Keeping him under lock and key will guarantee his staying here. Don’t you agree?”

“Well, it’s not healthy to keep a man of the woods locked up in a cage.” Keith sneered.

“He’s just a worthless outlaw and I don’t give a damn about him.” Pegasus chuckled.

“That’s understandable, considering your father was one.” Keith shot up strait in his chair and glared at his uncle. “My, my, if looks could kill.”

“Shut up about my father! I’m better off telling people he’s a farmer rather than a outlaw! I don’t get enough respect in this family as it is, and having been forced to marry outlaw scum is only making my angry worse!”

“Struck a nerve, did I?” Keith growled. “Calm down dear nephew. You shouldn’t be so upset over this when your cousins Bakura and Marik have similar origins.” Keith looked at him strangely.

“What are you talking about?”

“Oh, don’t you know?”

“Know what?!” Pegasus looked at him in surprise.

“Your parents never told you?” Keith gripped the arms of the chair.

“Tell me what?!”

“That your aunt did not bore Marik OR Bakura?” Keith sat in the chair, totally in shock.

“W-what?”

“It’s the truth. Yami is your uncle’s TRUE son, while the other two were bred from common whores.” Keith broke from his shocked trance and leaned forward in the chair.

“Please, tell me everything you know!!” Pegasus chuckled.

“Very well, lets see what I can remember.....oh yes, Marik’s mother was your uncle’s tailor and Bakura’s mother was your aunt’s personal servant. Obviously, your uncle cheated on your aunt many times, but is known for only siring two sons. She loved the two boys as if they were her own, quite rare in a woman if I do say so myself. Yami knows they aren’t his brothers, and now you know.” Keith smirked evilly.

“Ah, so they’re not full blooded Bolverk’s. Oh, this will be good when I tell them! I can’t wait to see the looks on their faces.”

“Now Keith, save that for later. I wanted to talk about the raid on Yami’s castle. I’m thinking about putting it off until sometime after spring begins.” Keith gawked.

“What the hell for?!” Pegasus leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs.

“We need to eliminate those who pose a threat. Starting tomorrow, I want you to find a reasonably assassin and send him to Yami’s castle. Do you remember who our first attack is one?”

“Seto.” Pegasus nodded.

“Good boy, you’re paying attention. Make sure the assassin is reliable, and I want it to look like an accident. Can you manage that?” Keith smirked.

“That I can do. I’ll hire the best assassin to get the job done.”

“See that you do.”


end chapter 21 and Part II

Okay, part 2 is done. I kinda jumped around a bit, but I had to complete this chapter somehow so I can start on part three. Oh, and the funeral part was an actual real life event in my family. One of my cousin’s had a pet bird that died. Myself and my other cousins happened to be over the house at the time [we’re Italian, so I have many cousins. And my family is NOT like the Sopranos as people tend to think. I get asked that all the time. -_- I watch the Sops ths though ^_^v HBO HELPS KEEP MY SANITY!]

We got pulled into the whole burial thing. I actually quoted what one of my cousins said for Yami to say. “What the hell are you talking about? It’s fucking dead and will just decay in the ground. There’s no “Birdie Heaven!” ^^

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The Viking Brothers


Chapter 22: Dreams


*It was dark. The sun had disappeared and gave way to a monestrous storm. Thunder roared loudly and bolts of lightning lit up the sky for milehe whe winds came in rough waves, stripping trees of their leaves and the rain poured from the sky in thick sheets. The air smelled of blood and guts, bringing with it a strong sense of death. All this he could see from his place on the down.*

*Seto managed to hear the sound of steel clashing with others and the howling of wolves. The thunder was so loud it seemed nearly impossible to be able to hear anything else. The ground he was standing on soon changed to heavy mud ae rae rain beat down on it harder. Seto lost his footing and practically slid downward in the mud. He cursed when he made it to the bottom, rubbing his lower back. But the pain in his back was the least of his worries as he took in the scene before him.*

*The storm was gone. The sun was shining, birds were singing, flowers were blooming, what the hell was going on? To his right, he heard the sound of baaing and a dog barking. Curious, he got up from his spot on the ground and followed the sounds. He noticed he was walking by a meadow and there were numerous animals there. To his amazement, a lion laid lazily on the ground as a white rabbit hopped happily around him. The sheep he had heard earlier was a little lamb prancing around as a white wolf followed behind it. He heard the dog again and also heard a loud “ee-HAW”. The dog was barking at a donkey and a stag. The stag just stood there eating grass while otheother two just made noise. Not only was that strange, but another animal’s distress call alerted his attention. He couldn’t help but stare as he watched a large stallion being changed around by a peacock. What the hell did he have to eat tonight?! Maybe it was Ryou’s bunny funeral that set his mind off.*

*Then, he heard the wolves howling again, this time closer. All the animals froze in place as they heard it too. Suddenly, out of the woods came a horde of grey wolves. The animals started to run all around the meadow. Seto noticed that only the small, timid animals like the rabbit and lamb run for cover. All the other animals stayed and looked like they were prepared to fight.*

*Seto watched the scene in amazement. The wolves began their attacks, launching themselves at the other animals. Most attacked the lion, but he was defending himself well. The stallion and the mule were stomping, kicking, bucking, and biting any wolf that attacked it. The white wolf was being overpowered by they ony ones. Out of the corner of his eye, Seto saw the little lamb. He turned his head just as he watched the lamb get snatched up in the strong jaws of a wolf. The rabbit was the next to go, being clawed to death by the beastly animals. The stag took off in a run, hoping to escape the pack that followed close behind it. One wolf, who Seto noticed seemed MUCH larger than the others, jumped onto the stag bringing it down with force. The other wolves all turned away as the larger one began feasting on the animal. The only SMALL animal that seemed to be doing quite well was the peacock. It was attacking any wolf that came after it with it’s talons.*

*Seto saw the dog running towards him, barking and yipping. Behind it two wolves followed close. Seto was still frozen in place, not sure if his legs would let him run. The wolves managed to pounce on the dog, biting and clawing at it. The dogs brown eyes looked at him and Seto suddenly thought of Jou. Something caught his eye up on a ridge to his right. He looked up and saw a fox lounging lazily on the rocks and licking its front paw. It stopped and looked at Seto, and almost seemed to laugh at him. A loud growl from in front of him alerted his attention. One wolf jumped over the body of the dog and came strait at him with bloodied jaws and-*

“AHH!” Seto shot up in bed, clutching the sheets and breathing heavily. “A dream...” he wiped the sweat from his brow as he tried to catch his breath. ‘What was that?’

“Mm...Seto?” Seto looked down at Jou who blinked his eyes opened. “Seto? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” he huffed. “Go back to sleep.” Jou sat up, looking at his lover worriedly.

“It has to be something for you’re all sweaty. Did you have a bad dream?” Seto rubbed his eyes with his fists.

“I don’t know what it was...it had to have been a dream for it made no sense.” Jou hugged Seto’s shoulders and stroked his chest lightly.

“What was it about?” Seto let out a little laugh.

“I couldn’t even tell you...it was so strange...and dark-“

”I think a nice warm glass of milk will take care of you.” Seto nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, I’m sure I won’t get back to sleep again tonight.” Jou kissed Seto on the cheek and nuzzled him.

“I’ll go with you, love. You seem shaken up over this dream, so lets talk about it. I might be able to help you figure it out.”

“Alright, lets go pup.”


Early the next morning, Bakura had awoken to a gentle breeze entering the room. He slid out of bed quietly, as not wake Ryou, and walked to the opened window. The sky was a light grey with the promise of rain. The air was damp, but the breeze was beautiful. It’s these types of mornings that Bakura liked mos all all. Great day for a ride in the woods, he should take Ryou. With his mind made up, he went back over to the bed and shook Ryou gently.

“Wake up Ryou. Ryou.” Ryou mumbled and turned away from him. He chuckled slightly and rolled the small bundle back over to face him. “Move your tight little ass, Ryou.” Ryou batted his hand away and rolled away from him once again. He had hope wou wouldn’t have come to this, but Ryou left him no choice. Ryou’s bottom was wrapped tight in the sheets, outlining it perfectly. Bakura smirked as he bent down and goosed Ryou. Ryou shot up with a high shriek and Bakura burst out laughing.

“I knew that would get you up!” Ryou turned to Bakura with flushed features.

“Master, that was mean.” Bakura chuckled and ruffled Ryou’s sleep tangled hair.

“Well, I had to get you up somehow. Come on, lets go for a ride. I got this new mare that I think you will like. She’s gentle, and well broke.” He left out the part of the mare being ore,ore, though.

“I would like that very much, Master.” Ryou said with a smile.

“Then hurry up and get dressed. We’ll be back before we miss breakfast.

When the two had dressed, Bakura led Ryou to the stables. The doors were open, signaling that Tristan was already awake. As they walked in, they saw Tristan cleaning under the hooves of a horse. He didn’t seem to acknowledge them, so Bakura just went to get the mare himself. Ryou walked over to him and gave a cheerful smile.

“Good morning, Tristan.” Tristan mumbled something.

“Hey.” Ryou frowned.

“Are you alright, Tristan?”

“Just fine. If you don’t mind, I’d like to be alone.” Ryou knew he must still be upset over the absence of Duke, so he looked passed the rudeness.

“I’m sorry to have disturbed you, good day.” Ryou turned back to find Bakura, who was already mounted onto the horse. Ryou hurried over and had Bakura lift him up onto the saddle. Bakura placed him in the front side saddled and brought the horse into a gallop. Ryou held onto Bakura’s tunic top to steady himself for the ride. Since it was early, Ryou was still a bit sleepy. The soft, gentle gallop Bakura had set seemed to lull him back to sleep. He felt so safe in Bakura’s arms. His body was so strong and warm, and Ryou couldn’t help but cuddle closer to Bakura as his eyelids began to droop.

Bakura was aware of Ryou’s sudden cuddling. The sweet, intoxicating scent from the sofdy mdy made him become instantly aroused. He shifted in the saddle to ease the pressure of his swollen manhood as it bulged the fabric of his leggings. He slipped an ironlike arm around him to prevent her from falling.

As she slumped against his body he noticed again just how small he was. Small and helpless, that was the only way to describe Ryou. He had such a dominate part with Ryou than any other lover he had, which weren’t many. Desire pulsed in his groin with an almost unendurable ache. There was no way to hide his arousal from Ryou. So much for a peaceful morning ride. As if he knew, Ryou sat up strait and blushed as he turned to Bakura. His soft, green eyes blinked at him in surprise.

“I didn’t know you were THAT awake, Master.” Ryou said with a smile. Bakura couldn’t believe his eyes, is Ryou as excited as he is? A thin, delicate hand found it’s way to his cheek and stroked the skin gently. Bakura moaned low in his throat and rubbed his cheek into Ryou’s hand. You know, Master, you colet let got of your strong and arrogant side for once.” Bakura raised an eyebrow at him. “You don’t have to get rid of it fully, but if you let go of it when you’re with me, I won’t tell anybody. I swear it. I wish you would let me be gentle with you, Master.” Bakura chuckled.

“You be gentle with me? Shouldn’t it be the other way around?” Ryou blushed.

“Not like that, Master. You should let me adore you once in awhile. Let go of your pride when with me so I can admire the true side of you, Master.” He took Bakura’s face in his hands and brought his closer, their lips almost touching. “If you give me the chance, I’ll worship you, Bakura.” Ryou made a slip of the tongue but Bakura didn’t notice. They stared into each other’s eyes while Bakura’s neglected manhood throbbed painfully. Ryou smirked and brought one hand down to rub the tip of the erection through Bakura’s leggings. Bakura hissed gripped the thin wrist.

“Watch what you do or I’ll take you hard right here on the forest floor. Don’t think I won’t do it, either!” Ryou giggled and played with the tie of Bakura’s tunic with his other hand.

“I want you to take me hard, Master, but not here. Let’s go back to the room, and the bed. I rather have you pound me into the mattress than the solid ground.” Bakura looked at Ryou in shock.

“Who are you, and what have you done with Ryou?!” Ryou giggled.

“Nothingu juu just bring out the bad side of me, Master.” he purred and licked Bakura’s lips.

“Are you sure you aren’t drunk?” Ryou shook his head.

“I’m not drunk on ale, drunk of love maybe.” He pushed his head under Bakura’s chin and nuzzled. “Hm...my Master.” Suddenly, Bakura turned the horse around and brought it into a full run. Ryou gasped and held onto Bakura’s neck, the sudden movement taking him off guard. “Master-“

”When we get back I’m gonna fuck that tight ass so fast and hard you’ll walk crooked for the rest of the day! You’ll be sitting on fucking pillows when I get done with you!” Ryou blinked a few times. ‘Oh my’ he thought to himself, this was going to be interesting.

Once they got back into the room, Bakura tackled Ryou to the bed. Their lips met with fervor as Bakura completely covered the form below him. The sudden connection between them nearly stopped his heart. In the kiss, Bakura thought he could feel Ryou’s very soul being offered freely, which in reality, was. He himself could hold nothing back, his soul was open and his nature bared. He could trust Ryou. For Ryou’s sake, he will let out his true nature. Only for Ryou though in private! He still had a reputation. He wanted the closeness to last, pulling the ecstasy from Ryou like a wildfire.

Ryou’s thighs rose quickly to wrap his waist. The moment Bakura’s mouth left his, he slid himself onto the swollen member without any prep. Bakura let out a gasp as Ryou’s face twisted in slight pain.

“You did that yourself.” Ryou ignored him and the slight pain. He wanted it now.

“Take me hard, Bakura. I want to feel all of you.” He knew Bakura would oblige.

Groaning, he pulled the small body closer. He was kneeling between the creamy thighs, his cock buried deep within the warmth of Ryou’s body. Ryou stretched his arms to wrap around Bakura’s neck and arch his back. He purred low in his troat, making Bakura’s cock quiver in response.

“You want me to take you hard.” though it was not a question, Ryou nodded and clutched Bakura’s shoulders. He drew back slowly but Ryou’s body clung to his hardness, as if it could not bear to let go. Bakura growled and drove in, every bit as forceful as he wished. At Ryou’s cry of helpless pleasure, he did it again. The blows were perfect: deft, determined, and gradually picking up speed as he biult up a strong rhythm.

“More-“ Bakura complied, shoving himself fast and hard into Ryou. Ryou cried out his pleasure and dug his nails into Bakura’s shoulders. Bakura seemed to thrust with unhumanly speed, and it was driving him wild. Ryou couldn’t even catch a breath between each fast thrust. Bakura sat up on his knees and lifted Ryou up by his waist. As he pulled Ryou roughly onto his hardness, he thrust powerfully at the same time. Ryou’s eyes flew open and he shouted his ecstasy to the ceiling. He felt Bakura’s fingers his his flesh roughly, but he didn’t mind.

He suddenly pulled out and flipped Ryou over, forcing him onto all fours. Ryou was about to protest the short wait but Bakura quickly slammed into him again. Ryou moaned loudly and gripped the wooden head board as Bakura pounded into him. The bed rocked with such force that Ryou could see the little white scratch marks being engraved on the stone wall. His hair was heavy with sweat and some clung to his face. Bakura kept hitting his magic spot, wringing more pleasured filled screams. He felt Bakura’s wait on his back and warm breath on his ear. With each thrust, he whispered

“You-are-mine! No one-else-is-allowed- to-have you!” Bakura sank his teeth into Ryou’s shoulder, drawing a good deal of blood. Ryou cried out at the pain mixing with the pleasure from the bite. Bakura lapped up the blood like a cat, never once pausing in his thrusting. “MINE!” He said again, this time it sounded almost like a roar.

“Yours-AH! Oh Master, harder!” Bakura placed his hands over Ryou’s so he was clutching onto the headboard too. He growled in Ryou’s ear as he threw his entire weight into the trusts. Ryou’s back started to cramp in protest over the constant arching and the full weight of Bakura’s body. He heard Bakura’s breathing become quicker and he kne was was reaching his release. Ryou felt his coming on too so he pushed back eagerly against Bakura’s hips.

“Cry out my name!” Ryou did with a particularly hard thrust. “Louder!”

“BAKURA!! AH! I’M COMING!!” Bakura reached between Ryou’s legs to grip his dripping erection.

“Come for me!!” Ryou threw his head back and let a scream make it’s way to the surface. He came all over the sheets and Bakura’s hand with Bakura still thrusting. Bakura grunted and wiggled himself as des hes he counto nto Ryou’s bowels before shooting his load. With a strangled groan, Bakura emptied himself into Ryou’s depths, riding out the last waves of pleasure before collapsing. The both laid there trying to catch their breaths. Bakura was on top of Ryou and still buried inside of him. He couldn’t find the will to pull out just yet.

“Bakura?”

“Hm?”

“Can we do that all the time?” Bakura grinned threw his full weight onto Ryou.

“You can bet your sweat ass we will!!”


Keith’s Castle

Duke awoke in his new bed once again, this time feeling better than ever. The pain in his legs were bearable, but his back still ached to high heaven. Keith had taken the shackles off last night saying they were making his legs cold. That was a relief. Keith must have already left for the spot was ice cold. The sweat smell of porridge, fresh baked bread, and eggs filled his nostrils. On the table, there was a silver tray of the said foods, just for him he hoped. What was he saying, of course it was for him! The r war was there and everything, and there was only enough for one...so Duke threw the covers off and wobbled over to the table. He managed to slip the nightgown from last night on just incase someone barged into the room or something.

He sat down in the chair and rubbed his lower back a bit while he looked over the food. The porridge was still warm, as was the rest of the food. A pitcher of milk was his only source of drink. All in all, he felt like a king! He didn’t have any objections to his food being brought to him on a silver tray! He poured himself a goblet of milk and took a sip. It was creamy! Very creamy! He added some of it to the porridge before digging into that too. He was starving!

His belly jumped with joy as it was warmed with delicious porridge. He inhaled the eggs and munched on the bed, not even sparing a crumb. It was to late when he noticed the butter and pouted. He had finished his breakfast and decided to place the out out in the hallway. He remembered Keith saying there will be two guards standing outside the door, but he’ll just explain he’s putting the tray out. So he carried the tray to the door with some difficulty and placed it on the floor. He tried to open the door, but it was locked! Damn that Keith!! He locked him in! Just as he said he would!!

“Why that low down, dirty son of a whore! If he thinks he can keep ME locked up, then he’s sadly mistaken! I’ll just put together some fcs, cs, make a rope, and climb out the window.” He headed over to the window and opened the shutters. “Easy as one, two, th-“ when he looked down, his vision began to blur and everything started to spin. “Damn that’s a long way down!” He slammed the shutters shut and slid to the floor. “I must be in the top of highest tower! Keith probably knew I’d try to climb out the window! Low born snake in the grass that he is! The door handle jiggled and he sat up strait, wondering who it was. He hoped it wasn’t Keith.

A guard stepped in and let the same two servants from yesterday enter the room. The guard closed the door and locked it again, leaving him with the two snot nosed servants. The looked at him in contempt, crossing their arms. Duke huffed and stood up, making an equal face back at them. The young man spoke first.

“Lord Keith wants you to have new clothes. We are going to be your tailors so pick out your fabrics and we can get started.” The man motioned to the pile of fabrics on the chair that they brought in yesterday. Duke just stood there, looking just as snobby.

“You have no right to talk to me with such disdain! You don’t even know me! So lets get it out in the open right now, what’s your problem with me?! I stay locked up in this room, so how could I be a bother to anyone!?” The girl sneered.

“You’ve bothered everyone since you came here! Do you have any idea how many people in this castle have been wanting to marry Lord Keith?!” Duke gave them a look of disgust and thought ‘what the hell for? He’s nasty!’

“Yeah, what Lord Keith would see in a string bean like you is beyond me!”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Back it up here!! You all think I WANTED to marry Keith?!” They nodded. “HELL NO!! I was in love back home, he took me away from that. Please! You want him, have him!! I’ll put up no fight!” The man growled.

“How dare you talk of Lord Keith with such disrespect! You are not worthy of him!” Duke nodded.

“I know that! H FAR FAR from my taste in men, okay?! He’s not worthy of” Th” They gasped.

“Watch your tongue, English!” Said the girl sharply. “You will NEVER reach up to the level of our Lord Keith.” Duke rolled his eyes.

“Alright, stop with all this “Lord Keith” shit! It’s making me ill. Just do your jobs and leave!”

“You lousy sons of English whores have no respect for anyone or anything but yourselves!” Duke mock pouted.

“Aww. Someone didn’t get many hugs from mommy. Sad when one so young could be so angry!” The man growled.

“Are you trying to start something, whore!”

“WHORE?! Hold it! You say I’M the whore!?” The nodded in unison. “Oh please! From what I gather, Keith has screwed everyone in this castle more than once and I get called a whore? It’s the other way around, kid. You’re just his bitches, woof woof!” The man lunged at him and tackled him to the ground.

“I’ll kill you for that remark, English slut!!” The two rolled around on the floor, fighting. Duke’s back was aching and ouldouldn’t fight back very well. The man pulled his pony tail roughly and started banging his head on the floor. Duke kicked and struggled, but his back kept him immobile. Suddenly, a booming voice echoed in the room.

“Get the hell off of him!” The man gasped when he saw Keith and jumped away Duke. He bowed low, spitting out a hundred apologies a mile a minute. “Quiet!” He shouted and walked over to Duke. He scooped him up and placed him on a foot stool. “I sent you here so you could make him some new clothes. I thought I could trust the two of you but I guess I was wrong.” He pointed to Duke. “This is your new “Lady” of the house! Treat him with the EXACT same respect you show me, got it!” The two nodded, terrified for their lives. “Now I have to sit here and watch to make sure nothing happens.” He sat down on the bed. “I have work to do you know! Now get moving!”

“Yes sir!”

The two went to work taking Duke’s measurements and readying the fabrics. Keith laid back on the bed and watched the whole thing. He chuckled at Duke’s embarrassed anger as the tailors slipped the night gown off of him. Staring at him, Keith had to admit Duke was, well, desirable to say the least. He had a nice body, pretty eyes, long legs, but a bad temper. THAT was the biggest turn off for him. Duke was barking out orders about the length and size of the clothes. Keith smirked as Duke yelled something about the cuffs being to big. He had dmitdmit it, Duke was definitely different from others. He just needs to be knocked around and bitch slapped a few times, and he’ll wise up. Keith knew Duke wasn’t THAT stupid.

A couple of hours later the tailors quickly completed three outfits. Keith sent them out, telling the two to continue to make more clot Duk Duke was impressed with the nice things he was getting. He was just about to slip off the handsome tunic top when he remembered Keith was still in the room. He shot his head over to the bed where Keith laid with his hands behind his head, smirking. Duke noticed his arms and chest were covered in armor.

“Don’t mind me, continue.” Duke glared at him and clutched the top. “Strip now, Duke!” Keith said, his tone rising. Duke became worried, he hoped this wasn’t something to get his mojo going. First he had these trash talking tailors and now Keith wanted entertainment. He knew there must have been a catch to the nice breakfast part! But, remembering Seto’s words, he quickly disrobed, blushing slightly. He almost shivered as he felt Keith’s gaze all over his body. “Come here.”

Duke gulped and wobbled over to Keith. His back had started to hurt from all the standing he had to do. Why did these things always happen to him? He stopped next to Keith who patted the mattress beside him, not looking very friendly. Duke climbed onto the bed and laid strait as a board. Keith rolled over so his body was covering Duke’s. Duke didn’t move, but just looked at him with a blush.

“Relax kid. I’m just in the mood for a little “on top of the clothes” stuff, nothing more.” Duke mumbled and placed his hands on Keith’s shoulders.

“You’re to heavy...lighten off please?” Keith only pressed him down harder, making Duke cry out.

“This is half the fun. Don’t you like being completely helpless under someone?” ‘Anyone but you’ Duke said to himself.

“Can’t say that I had to much experience.” Keith flashed his wolf grin down at Duke.

“I’ll take care of that.” Duke turned beet red, but let Keith do want he wanted. The sooner it was over, the better.


Out in the woods, close to Yami’s castle, Seto was gathering herbs. Since spring was here, people were starting to get sick due to the change of weather. Jou was busy bathing the dogs, and Yami was up and about, so he really didn’t have much to do. Helping the doctors was something productive. Plus, he was low on his sex drive herbs. Jou needed his morning medicine! Seto laughed at that, already planning out what they were going to do tomorrow morning.

Little did he know, that in the shadows, one of Keith’s assassins were sitting and watching him. The man was hiding behind the bushes, watching Seto through the hole in the bush. He watched as Seto suddenly dropped the basket and cursed under his breath. While he bent down to pick the herbs up, the assassin thought it would be a perfect opportunity. Stealthy, the man made his way over to Seto. He knew Pegasus said to make it look like an accident, but Keith told him otherwise. Bending down to his boot, he silently pulled out a dagger and raised the blade high in the air to strike its target.......


End chapter 22

Sorry, I know it was a cliffhanger!! Don’t hurt me!! I hope to get the next chapter up soon, I promise!! MarikxMalik lemon coming up next followed by Yami and Yugi’s wedding. ^_^