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 24



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Ahmose was walking home in the snow, his hood up. Whenever he stepped into a shadow, he seemed to disappear, courtesy of his Cloak of Shadows that Yami had bought him.



Yami followed, wings drooping. "A-Ahmose...” He mewled.



Ahmose stopped and turned. "Yami?!” He stared, eyes wide, then grinned and ran to him, immediately throwing his arms around him and hugging him tightly.



Yami hugged Ahmose too, nuzzling him, but shook his head silently. "I wanna go home...”



"Are you okay?" Ahmose asked, pulling Yami away and gripping his shoulders. "Where did you go?! Ryou said he saw Seto drag you away! Are you all right? Did he hurt you?!"



Yami whimpered softly. "I don’t feel well...” He mumbled, unable to tell Ahmose what had really happened.



"Shhhh... come on... let's go back, hmm?” He said soothingly, heading back to the ship.



Yami nodded slowly and walked with Ahmose for a few moments before stopping. His feet wouldn't allow him to go any further. He winced and gave Ahmose an upset look. "I... I can’t."



Ahmose looked at him. "What? Why? What's wrong?"



Yami frowned and shook his head. "I don’t feel well...” He mumbled backing away. "I can’t go."



'You have no choice...' Seto's voice hissed in Yami's head. 'The more you resist and try to get out of it, the more you will be forced to hurt him.'



"Come on, Yami. If you're not feeling well we should go back and head to bed." Ahmose was saying, frowning in concern.



Yami whimpered and shook his head now unable to back away either. "I... I don’t wanna...”



Ahmose frowned. "Yami, what is wrong with you?!"



Yami shook his head and despite himself, began growling. "NO!"



'That's it! You are now going to be taking it to the next level. You will hurt him in the way that you think will be the worst!' And the spell began to take over.



"Yami, why?" Ahmose asked. "Where DO you want to go?" The spell would no longer allow Yami to try and stop himself from going with Ahmose.



Yami calmed and trotted forward. "I'm hungry." he said calmly. "I want something to eat."



Ahmose blinked. "... uhhh... okayyyy...” He said slowly, turning and heading towards the ship.



Yami followed calmly, nuzzling Ahmose and coiling his tail around the sorcerer's waist. "Mmm...” He purred.



Ahmose blinked and looked at him. "Are you sure you're okay?" He asked, draping his cloak around Yami to keep him warm, and wrapped an arm around his shoulders.



Yami nodded and nuzzled him again. "I'm fine."



"... Okay...” Ahmose said softly, leading Yami along. They got to the ship after a while, the carriage parked on the dock. Geist and Strigoi had been returned to their stalls on the ship, and everyone else seemed to have retired.



Yami grinned and stopped on deck. "Everyone's asleep... I'm hungry."



"Okay then." Ahmose said, heading for the galley. "I could use a snack, too."



Yami grinned. "Good."



Ahmose and Yami headed down to the galley to poke around. "Hm…” He mused. “Oooh… apple?”



"Naah...” Yami said calmly.



"Oh? Then what DO you want?" Ahmose asked, biting into the apple.



Yami snorted then glared at Ahmose. "Nevermind."



Ahmose raised an eyebrow. "You’re acting awfully strange...”



Yami snorted. "Whatever.” He looked pissed now.



Ahmose frowned, putting the apple down. "Come on... let's get you in bed...” He said softly, very concerned.



Yami turned on Ahmose, growling. "Fuck you."



Ahmose blinked, startled and surprised. "Yami?"



Yami glared harshly. "What? You deaf? Fuck. You."



Ahmose looked incredibly confused. "Yami, what the hell?"



"You suck." Yami growled. "My mom hates you, you can’t protect me for shit, and you're a lousy fuck."



Ahmose blinked and raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"



Yami glared harshly. "I don’t want you anymore."



Ahmose blinked several times, staring at Yami in shock. "Yami... are you okay?"



Yami snorted. "I'm fine.” He said calmly. "I just found someone better."



Ahmose just stared. "Since when?!"



"Tonight." Yami said smirking. "He's the reason I ditched you."



Ahmose blinked again, but then frowned. "... Did Seto do something to you again?” He asked. Yami was dragged away by Seto... Ahmose was attacked while looking for Yami... then Yami shows up seemingly upset, clinging to Ahmose and wants to go home, then suddenly doesn't want to go home, then DOES want to go home again and is hungry, then ISN'T hungry, and now suddenly THIS?! Ahmose shook his head; this was too weird.



Yami snorted again. "You're stupid as hell. And you can’t keep your promises. I tried to come back to you tonight... but gods just looking at you sickens me!"



Ahmose narrowed his eyes. "Can't keep my promises?! What the hell are you talking about?!"



"If you could protect me Seto wouldn't have dragged me off to start with! I wouldn't have died, I wouldn't have been in any trouble! You SUCK." Yami howled. "You care more about that little bitch of a brother than you EVER cared about me. And now I've found someone who actually does give a rat's ass about me.” He snarled. "I fucking hate you."



Ahmose stared at Yami, eyes wide. That had hurt... Ahmose still agonized over being unable to save Yami's life at the Vatican, even though he had been able to get him back... ”But... Yami, no... that's not... it's not true...”





"Oh yes it is!" Yami growled. "You didn't hardly do a damn thing to protect me! 'No don’t hurt him!' Waaah. While I'm sitting there with swords in my back or burning alive with holy water. Oh wow some grand protector." Yami sneered. "Face it, you're a big failure at protecting me! God I'm lucky to be alive right now! Seto HAD ME and what were you doin? Sittin in a dress bitching about me goin for sustenance!"



Ahmose blinked. "What? I... no! I was looking for you!” He protested.



"Uh huh. My ass." Yami said crossing his arms. "You're not WORTH the effort to stay dedicated."



Ahmose just stared at Yami, hurt. "Yami...” He said softly, unable to form anything other than the demon's name.



Yami flicked his tail. "I should kill you."



Ahmose frowned slightly, shaking his head and beginning to back away. "Yami...”



Yami however stalked forward and lunged for Ahmose snarling. "In fact… I WILL!” He howled slashing at Ahmose with his claws and striking him harshly in the head.



"AH!!" Ahmose yelped, stumbling to the side. The imps emerged from the shadows, shrieking and chattering, tackling the sorcerer to the floor and tying glowing blue strings around his wrists and neck; they had bound his magic, and now they pinned him down.



Yami snarled down at Ahmose, eyes glowing red. "You used to say I wasn't evil...” He sneered. "I can be evil... to a bastard who doesn't give a damn about me...” He slashed Ahmose across the chest, tearing his shirt and leaving deep gashes in his chest.



Ahmose winced, hissing in pain. The imps watched, their tails lashing. Then turned to each other and began chattering to one another, then looked at Yami.



"" Asked an imp pinning Ahmose's ankle, while the two pinning his wrists squealed as they struggled to hold him and not let him slam their heads together.



Yami glared at Ahmose. He nodded slowly and backed away, allowing the imps to move the sorcerer.



Seto chuckled as he watched all of this in the glowing orb, enjoying dinner as he did so. 'Having fun?' He asked Yami as the imps used the glowing blue cords to bind the sorcerer to the table.



Yami shrieked in fury back at Seto, though he remained silent physically. "STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT!” He howled wanting desperately to stop. "STOP IT!"



Seto just laughed, the amulet around his neck glowing, and his eyes along with it. "No.” He said, out loud AND in Yami's head. "You're in the kitchen... I'm sure there are many... tools within your reach... make him scream... make him bleed... crush his heart and make him cry...” Seto hissed.



Yami snarled his eyes glowing brighter. He slashed Ahmose again, this time across the face. "I could never love a filthy stinking human like you... Good for nothing...” He snarled trotting away for a moment returning with knives. He smirked and gave Ahmose a sinister look. "Well no... you are good for ONE thing...”



Ahmose's eyes widened and fear flickered across his face. The imps giggled from where they were crouched at the four corners of the table.



"God... Yami, what are you doing?!" Ahmose gasped.



Yami raised a knife and thrust it down harshly in Ahmose's arm, painfully though effectively pinning it. "I'm going to fuck your sorry ass."



"AAHG!!" Ahmose screamed, writhing at the pain in his arm, the blood quickly soaking the sleeve of his tunic and the Cloak of Shadows. "Ahh... Y-Yami...” He gasped. "Stop...”



Yami snorted and repeated the process with the other arm. "Fuck you.” He said calmly, leaning forward and digging his claws into Ahmose's chest, and dragging them down harshly, tearing his tunic to shreds.



Ahmose struggled, letting out a choked groan from behind clenched teeth. The imps giggled in their sick amusement, chattering in their own language, cheering Yami on.



'Hurt him... ' Seto hissed. 'Humiliate him... leave him so that no one will ever want to touch him... and so that he will never allow anyone to touch him ever again... '



"STOP IT!" Yami howled in his mind, near tears. "STOP! LEAVE HIM ALONE, GOD, PLEASE JUST LEAVE HIM ALONE!"



'You chose this... YOU brought this on him... ' Seto hissed. 'YOU are the reason he will suffer... '



"NO!" Yami howled. "GOD STOP PLEASE! I don’t WANT THIS!" Yami pleaded. "PLEASE STOP!"



The demon smirked down at Ahmose and tossed the tattered remains of the tunic aside. "You know what humans are good for? Fucking. That's all.” He snarled, ripping and cutting away Ahmose's pants, stabbing another knife down, this time in Ahmose's thigh.



Yami's lover threw his head back with a scream of pain as the demon watched in slight fascination as the deep red blood ran down the white skin of the sorcerer's thigh to pool on the table top as the imps removed his cloak and tattered clothes, belt, bracers, boots and weapons. One imp reached out for the pendant resting on Ahmose's bleeding chest, but as soon as he laid his fingers on it, he screamed and leapt back as the thing delivered a powerful shock.



Yami smirked. "Aww… poor Ahmose hurting?” He sneered running claws lightly down the uninjured leg.



Ahmose moaned, the muscles in his thigh twitching at the tickling sensation of Yami's claws. "Y-Yami... stop... please...” He groaned, tears of pain and betrayal flowing down his face. "Why are you doing this?!"



"Because I can’t express with words just how much I loathe you." Yami cooed sweetly. "And I'm gonna make sure the whole world knows too.” He smirked, looking at his last remaining knife. "You know what hurts worse than rape?"



Ahmose stared at Yami with wide eyes, terror filling them, as well as the pain of betrayal. "Yami, please...” He gasped. "Don't... stop...”



Yami grinned delightedly. "Being daggerfucked by someone who USED to love you!” He said eagerly.



Ahmose's eyes, impossibly, widened even more. "Yami no...” He gasped, going pale. "Please don't... Yami...” He started to thrash as best he could, but it was hardly anything that would help him. The imps scuttled around the room, cackling gleefully. One of them managed to find a nice long strip of cloth from Ahmose's tunic. He knotted it in the middle and used the thing to gag the sorcerer, placing the knot in his mouth and tying the thing tightly at the back of his head. The other imps were getting into the food for some reason, stuffing their faces.



Yami smirked and without any warning rammed that knife into Ahmose as hard as he could.



Ahmose threw his head back with a shriek of pain, arching his back and writhing in utter agony.



Seto threw his head back in sick amused laughter. 'Bravo, Prince Atemu!!! I applaud your sick sick mind! I do hope the knife isn't all he will get up the ass tonight... do give him a nice parting fuck, hm?'



Yami snickered, drawing the knife slowly in and out of Ahmose for a long time, before smirking. "Naah you know... I don’t think knives replace a good old fashioned fuck.” He said ripping out the knife and tossing it aside. "Oh, and how convenient... You're already nice and lubed up."



Ahmose turned his head to the side, his eyes already shut tight against the tears that still fell despite it, his entire body shaking as he gave half sobbing groans of pain. His arms strained against their bonds and the knives pinning them to the table, his fists clenched so tightly that his fingernails had cut into his palms.



Yami didn't bother being kind, and once he'd freed himself of his pants, thrust harshly into Ahmose.



In his mind he was sobbing. He wanted to curl in on himself and die. "Stop, God, please!" Yami wailed sobbing. "PLEASE STOP!"



'But you're doing so well... ' Seto cooed, mockingly. 'Just listen to him... LOOK at him, Atemu... now... look into his face and see what you have done... ' And Yami did. Never had he seen such pain, anguish and heartbreak in his entire life... nor would he ever again...



Yami let out a choked sob. "God please... stop...” he mewled. "I just want to die!"



'Hah! YOU want to die?' Seto laughed. 'I would imagine that HIS wish to die is far more intense than yours... Think of it this way, however... he is mortal... he will die sooner than you think... his pain will end... but you will live for thousands of years, unable to forget this night... ever... '



Yami whimpered sniffling.



The demon chuckled wickedly as he found his release in the human beneath him. He pulled away cackling. "Wanna know the most ironic part of this?” He sneered with joy. "If you'd only listened to brother dearest from the start...”



Ahmose just moaned and his fingers twitched; he was growing weak from blood loss.



'Finish it... ' Seto hissed. 'Then return to me... '



Yami smirked and began removing the knives. "I'd kill you... but then you'd be done... you wouldn't be able to look back on tonight... or suffer.” He snorted as he worked. "You...” He hissed to an imp. "Raise a ruckus as we leave... so that he'll be found and healed before he dies."



The imp nodded, giggling madly. ""



'Return.' Seto ordered.



Yami dropped the knives to the floor and without a word trotted from the room leaving Ahmose to his mess. Once he was out on the deck, he spread his wings and took to the night air.



Three of the imps followed, and the fourth prepared to smash some stuff, but squeaked and ducked down when Mikado (in pajamas) and Bakura emerged onto the deck, Mikado holding a pigeon with a message tied to its leg. Mikado released the bird, and it flew away, heading for the nearest stop where it would be taken in to rest, the message being transferred to a fresh bird and sent on its way. Following this pattern, the message should reach the Vatican in two to three days. Mikado watched the pigeon disappear. Bakura did as well, but then, a scent reached the elder vampire. A scent heavy in blood and pain... and mixed in was the smell of sex... and not consensual sex either...



Bakura frowned. "Mikado... go get Ryou." he said after a moment.



Mikado turned and looked at him. "Huh? What? Why?” He asked, then gave him a coy smile. "I thought you wanted to fuck me...”



Bakura gave Mikado a serious look. "I think we've had a forced change of plans.” He said urgently. "Get Ryou, and tell Lillith to bring hot water and towels. QUICKLY."



Mikado blinked, frowning in confusion, but then nodded. "Um... yeah... sure...” And he turned and ran below deck. He burst into Lillith's room. "Bakura says to gather some clean towels and hot water!” He said, then turned and began banging on Ryou and Marik's door.



Ryou answered it, already in his night clothes and rubbing his eyes. "Ahh... what is it?” He mumbled yawning. "I just got to sleep...”



"I dunno... Bakura said to get you right away! He didn't say why!" Mikado said. "Come on!"



Ryou nodded and followed Mikado.



In the galley, Bakura was shocked at what he found. "Oh gods...” He breathed hurrying to Ahmose's side. He did his best to close the wounds on his arms and leg. "Ahmose! Ahmose can you hear me?"



The sorcerer's fingers twitched and his blood shot eyes fluttered open, still filled with tears. He blinked slowly and tried to turn his head towards Bakura's voice, but he couldn't.



Bakura helped him up off the table, laying him on the floor and looking over him. "Ahmose... what happened?"



He just moaned, fighting to stay awake. Mikado burst into the room.



"Bakura? What's-- Oh... Mary Mother of God...” Mikado gasped, eyes widening. "Ahmose!!!"



Ryou stared shocked. Too shocked to even scold Mikado on his language. He hurried forward and without a word began healing Ahmose.



Lillith burst in moments later with the hot water and rags. "Oh goodness...” she gasped in shock. "Master Mikado... please help me clean him up." she said taking a towel and dipping it in the water, before wringing it out and beginning to wash away the blood.



But Mikado couldn't move. He just stood there with his hands over his mouth in shock, blood filled tears streaking down his face. Marik came in a moment later, yawning. "... Oh my God... what happened?!” He gasped, hurrying over to help.



Ryou whimpered as sparks of magic lashed back at him. He still hadn't fully recovered from Mikado's massive healing sessions. "Marik... please help miss Lillith.” He said softly.



"Ahmose what happened?" Bakura said once more. "Who did this to you?"



Marik snatched up a cloth and began cleaning the blood from the sorcerer's body. Ahmose's fingers twitched and he whimpered slightly as the motion jarred some of his injuries, the worst of which was between his legs, burning like the fires of hell.



"... Y-Yami...” He finally gasped out.



Ryou gasped. "You can’t be serious! Yami!? He's as harmless as a fly!" Ryou squeaked. "He... he couldn't have!"



Bakura snorted. "Don’t take demons lightly.” He said calmly. "He may well have done this... Ahmose... are you sure it was Yami?"



Ahmose just looked at Bakura, his eyes full of fear and heartbreak.



Bakura sighed softly and hugged Ahmose. "Shh... it's ok...” He breathed. ~Mikado!~ he said harshly. ~Don’t just stand there... get your brother something to wear. Grab some of those large night clothes I bought you... I don’t think he wants to be naked.~



Mikado blinked and shook his head helplessly, then turned and ran to do as Bakura had told him to. "Well?" Marik asked Ryou, softly.



Ryou whimpered, pressing his hands to Ahmose's abdomen, healing his 'inner' wounds slowly. "I... I can heal his body... but I can’t heal his heart... or anything in his mind...”



"But... have you healed his body?" Marik asked as Ryou moved to the slashes on Ahmose's chest. Marik moved Ahmose's pendant to the side; the glow had faded.



Ryou winced as one of the sparks of his magic hit him. "I... I'm doing my best.” He sniffled. "I'm not used t-to so much injury so close... I... I usually only heal once every few months!"



Marik sighed and rubbed Ryou's back. Mikado ran in then with some clothes, wincing at the sight of the blood covered table, and knelt by them. "Is... is he going to be okay?!” He squeaked. "There... there's so much blood...”



Bakura nodded. "He'll be fine.” He said softly. "I'll give him some more of my blood to make sure he'll be fine...” He bit his wrist once more. "Ahmose... take a few drinks ok?” He said firmly. "Your brother needs you to stick with us."



The sorcerer moaned. Bakura held his wrist so that his blood dripped into Ahmose's mouth. Weakly, Ahmose turned towards the source of the blood, swallowing slowly.



Bakura sighed. "Lillith my dear, would you mind if I fed from you later tonight? I'll be weakened from so much feeding...” He snorted at Mikado, but smiled. "And it's nearly dawn."



Lillith nodded. "Of course my lord, I wouldn't mind at all."



Ryou finally finished with Ahmose's wounds. "Poor Ahmose...” He helped Marik and Lillith clean the sorcerer.



Mikado watched, clinging to Bakura. "... I'll kill him...” He breathed.



Bakura pulled Mikado close with his free arm. "Shh... now isn't the time for vengeance... now is the time to tend to someone who needs you...” He cooed.



Mikado turned, hiding his face briefly in his Sire's shoulder, then turned and gathered his brother into his arms, standing.



Bakura stood as well, and helped Mikado dress his brother in the night clothes. "Lillith... once you are finished in here please come to my room.” He said smiling. Bakura helped Mikado lift Ahmose once more. "Lets get him laying down...” He said softly, kissing Mikado's forehead.



Mikado nodded, sniffling. He hurried outside, holding his brother close in the cold wind and headed below deck. Instead of taking Ahmose to his room, Mikado took Ahmose to the room he shared with Bakura.



Bakura followed and shook his head, tucking Ahmose in with Mikado. "He'll be ok...” He whispered. "he just needs time to heal... all wounds heal over time...” He sighed looking a bit sad as well.



"... I can't believe Yami would do this...” Mikado said softly, wiping away his tears. "I... I really believed that he loved Ahmose...”



Bakura sighed. "Wait until Ahmose can tell us what happened.” He cooed. "For now, your top concern is your brother's comfort.” He sighed. "Now get ready for bed...”



"... I am." Mikado said.



Bakura groaned. "Sorry... too much action for my taste today.” He chuckled. "Cant hardly keep track of who's done what when there's a bleeding raped someone on my table.” He sighed and pulled on his own pajamas after a moment. Once Lillith came in, he fed quickly, not taking much from the young woman before retiring to bed, just as the sun's rays were peeking onto the deck of the ship.



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Seto was waiting when Yami arrived. The Incubus entered the living room of the large house. Seto grinned and raise a glass of wine to him. "My congratulations.” He said. "You effectively destroyed your chosen." And as he drank to Yami, the spell released the Incubus.



Yami dropped to his knees whimpering and shaking his head, his wings drooping to the floor. "Y-you bastard...” He sobbed out glaring as the tears streamed down his face. Even if he got away... he'd never see his chosen again! Ahmose would NEVER take him back after that. He choked out another sob and hung his head, staring at the floorboards.



"It's all so tragic... that you would do such a thing only hours after confessing that you understand love... and feel it for him...” Seto chuckled.



Yami growled glaring at Seto. "I'll kill you...” he hissed, despite his tears. He charged forward claws bared. He didn't care about his own life anymore, as long as he took THIS bastard out too!



Seto merely raised an eyebrow and Yami was seized by the glowing blue ropes and jerked back across the room, slammed into the wall and bound there.



Yami struggled fiercely for a few moments before breaking down into sobs once more, his wings drooping to the floor.



"You see, that's why when you want someone hurt, you have a loved one hurt them... the loved one always knows what will be the worst torture... and the fact that it is committed by a loved one is just the icing on the cake...” Seto sighed, drinking his wine. "And the best part... you left him alive... not only will he suffer from what you have done, but if you decide to be difficult...” He got up in Yami's face. "I can send you back to do it again...”



Yami whimpered pathetically. "God, just shut up...” He sniffled.



"Awwww... what's wrong?" Seto asked. "Don't you like making love to him?"



"Shut up!" Yami howled shrieking loudly. "Shut up shut up shut up!"



"Well... thanks to you, he'll never want to make love again... to anyone...” Seto laughed.



Yami growled glaring at Seto as tears streamed down his face. "SHUT UP!"



"He'll flinch whenever someone touches him... he'll never allow anyone to get close to him... he'll never love again, he'll be too afraid... He's going to spend the rest of his life miserable and alone... completely destroyed... he's nothing but damaged goods now... physically, mentally, emotionally... spiritually..." Seto hissed in Yami's ear.



Yami howled in fury and snapped at Seto. "LEAVE ME ALONE! SHUT UP!”



Seto laughed at Yami. "You not only ruined his life, but you've ruined HIM!!!"



Yami drooped and looked away. "Leave me alone..." he sniffled.



“As you wish…” Seto chuckled. Two werewolves shuffled in and took Yami’s arms when the bonds released him. They dragged him from the room and to the cellar, tossing Yami into an empty cell and locking the door. The only light came through a small window up near the ceiling.



Yami shivered and looked up at the light. It was cold in the cellar, and he could feel drafts coming from the window. He would never fit through that window not that it mattered, he had nowhere to go. He swallowed hard and wrapped his wings tightly around himself, leaning against the corner of the back wall trying to avoid the draft and keep warm.



"Ahmose..." he sniffled pathetically. He wanted his lover...he wanted to apologize to take it away. He felt a fresh wave of tears and buried his face in his wings. Ahmose would never want him again...



Soon, the sun rose, warming Yami's body, but his heart and soul still felt cold and numb.



Yami groaned softly, shivering still curled up against the wall, wings tightly wrapped around himself. Despite the sun, he could still see his breath as he breathed.



A small flap at the bottom of the door opened, and a plate of food was shoved in; sausage and eggs.



Yami looked at it and his stomach growled. He sighed miserably and sat up, groaning as several bones popped from being rested on uncomfortably. He winced and inched towards the plate, forcing himself to eat it's contents. He looked terrible.



There was a snickering from behind the door. "Heard you broke your lover's heart..." Someone sneered. "And a bit more..."



Yami growled softly and slunk away from the breakfast plate, going back to his corner and curling back up.



"Heh... get some sleep, your highness... Hmmm... I wonder how the human will sleep today...?"



Yami growled and bared his teeth at the door, curling up tighter, shivering. He was tired...but he couldn't sleep not with the memories of what he'd done still so horribly fresh...



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Yami wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep... Mikado and Bakura were kept up almost all day by Ahmose, thrashing and crying out in his sleep as he was plagued by nightmare after nightmare, constantly calling out to Yami.



Bakura groaned as the sun set and he woke. "God..." he groaned giving Mikado an annoyed look. "Console your brother... I don’t think I can take another day of being awake..."



But Mikado was fast asleep, and Ahmose was finally sleeping too, without the nightmares.



Bakura groaned and slapped his forehead before going back to sleep as well.

But a moment later, he heard a small grunting, then the fluttering of tiny wings.



Bakura howled. "GODS BE DAMNED CAN I NOT GET ANY SLEEP?!" he roared in fury.



"AAH!!" Mikado yelped, jerking awake, and Ahmose sat straight up in bed, immediately panicking, giving Bakura a whack in the nose and Mikado an elbow in the eye.



Bakura growled and glared at Ahmose holding his nose. "I'll maim you..." he growled furiously. He wouldn't actually... but he felt it needed said.



Ahmose just stared at Bakura, nearly hyperventilating and sweating heavily, looking scared to death.



"Ahmose!" Mikado whimpered, flinging his arms around him. Ahmose yelped and squirmed, eyes wide and panicked, but upon identifying his little brother, he began to calm down.



Bakura groaned rubbing his nose. "Gods he hits hard." he grumbled. "Ahmose are you ok?"



"... Where am I?!" Ahmose gasped.



"On a boat." Bakura said calmly. "You came with us to the vampire ball so your little brother wouldn't be alone." he explained. "And something happened last night...do you remember?"



Ahmose blinked at him, then looked down, swallowing thickly. "I... I don't want to talk about it..." He said in a dry, cracking voice.



"Ahmose....you're gonna have to...you dont have to go into detail...but...what happened?" he asked in a gentle tone. "Everyone's really worried."



"Yami... he... hurt me..." Ahmose whispered.



Bakura gave Ahmose a long look. "Why?"



Ahmose raised a hand up to his face, which was full of grief and pain. “He… he said that… that he didn’t… love me anymore… He had found someone else… said I didn’t love him… all I cared about was… my brother!” Ahmose sobbed, shaking.



Bakura sighed and hugged Ahmose slowly. "Ahmose. You're....sure it was Yami?" he asked once more.



Ahmose nodded. "Yes... he... he acted so... strangely... then just... turned on me... imps... held me down..."



Bakura nodded. "Do you want me to kill him?"



“Oh, hell no, Bakura!” Mikado growled. “He’s MINE!”



"Fine. Do you want Mikado to kill him? While I make sure he's not getting his ass kicked since he's still a fledgling." Bakura corrected.



Mikado glared.



"No..." Ahmose said softly.



"Huh?!" Mikado blurted.



"No... Leave... leave him alone..." Ahmose breathed.



"Are you sure?" Bakura said slowly. "Why?"



Ahmose looked down, his hand still on his face. "... I love him..." He whimpered, brokenly.



Bakura blinked. "Ahmose...he...raped you..."



Ahmose nodded, sniffling and trying to wipe away his tears, but he was fighting a loosing battle.



"He left you to die, Ahmose!" Mikado cried.



"... I... I know..." Ahmose mumbled. Yugi blinked from on top of the dresser, watching as Ahmose began trying to get out of the bed.



Bakura sighed. "Do you want to go after him...?"



"G-Go... after him?" Ahmose asked, standing on shaky legs.



"Yes...do you want to go after him?" he said helping Ahmose stand.



Ahmose stared at the floor. "... No." He said softly, limping towards the door. Mikado frowned sadly.



"Ahmose..."



Bakura gave Mikado a look. "Let him have some time..." he said softly. "He needs it."



Ahmose left the room and headed out onto the deck. They were still docked, and the snow was still falling. Ahmose slowly made his way across the icy deck, not even noticing the searing cold on his bare feet or the biting wind ripping right through his pajamas. He made his way into the cargo hold where the horses were. Nakhti raised his head when Ahmose came in, ears perking. Ahmose moved into his stall and moved over to the horse, wrapping his arms around the animal's neck. Nakhti stood quietly, sensing his master's need for comfort. Ahmose slowly sank to his knees and Nakhti lay down, watching as Ahmose leaned against him, his head on the horse's shoulder.



The boat's crew began the final preparations for disembarking. By midnight, the boat was once more headed back to the Vatican. Funny how seasickness is forgotten when a heart is in pain…



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



Another heart was in pain, shivering in his cell. Yami looked at the snow that was beginning to fall into his cell. That window had to have a broken pane or something! He shivered and nuzzled into himself. What he wouldn't give for the warmth of Ahmose's arms. He visibly drooped at that thought.



There were steps outside of his cell, and then the door opened. Seto was standing there, smirking. "Sleep well?" He asked.



Yami looked up blearily and growled.



"Thought it would interest you... they set sail four hours after the sun went down. They took him with them." He grinned. "His brother lusts for vengeance..."



Yami looked away growling.



"It was quite touching, actually... the vampire asked if he wanted him to kill you. Do you know what he said? He said no... he said to leave you alone... because he loves you..." Seto chuckled. "He's alseep right now..." Seto said, and the orb appeared before Yami, showing Ahmose curled up against Nakthi in the thin pajamas. Even in sleep, his pale face showed his grief and heartbreak.



Yami let out a pained whine and buried his head beneath his wings.



"When he woke up it was actually quite funny... he gave his baby brother a black eye and the vampire almost ended up with a bloody nose..." Seto laughed.



Yami sniffled. "Did you want something?" he growled.



"Come. We are leaving too." Seto said. "We're going to follow them. I want that Agent... your... EX lover's little brother... he is the spy and you knew it..." He hissed, glaring.



Yami snorted. "Like you expected me to just tell you." he growled.



Seto chuckled. "The Vatican has another vampire Agent... it's quite interesting..." He said as the werewolves came in, jerking Yami to his feet and following Seto. "He'll pay for his foolish decisions..."



Yami growled, snapping at the werewolves. "Going to the Vatican is a death wish." he hissed. "If Ahmose could decimate four of your cronies then the Vatican can smash you like the ignorant bug you are."



"I never said we were going to the Vatican." Seto said. "No... we're heading up to the base of the Alps... There, I will lure them in... I will kill them... the Agent will suffer... his Sire will die... and your... heh... chosen... will spend the rest of his years in pain and suffering... unless you obey..."



Yami growled but looked down. "Fine..."



Seto grinned. "Good... Now... The army?" Yami winced at that... he knew that he had hurt Ahmose, and the sorcerer probably never wanted to see him again, but... Seto said that Ahmose had said that he still loved him... if Yami helped Seto overwhelm the realm of man with his demon armies, Ahmose would hate him... never forgive him...



Yami whimpered. "I... I can’t..." he said looking upset. "I… I don’t have authority f-for that."



Seto turned, narrowing his eyes. "You're the prince." He said.



"Yes...prince...meaning that I'm not king." Yami said slowly, swallowing hard. "I...dont have command of the...the armies..."



Seto narrowed his eyes and growled. "Surely you can convince SOME soldiers...?"



Yami winced. "But… I... mom would kill me..." he said looking panicked. "You haven't seen my mom! She'd kill me! I'm not supposed to do that!"



Seto blinked. "... Mom?"



Yami nodded. "Yes, my mom! She's a psycho! She'd EAT ME!"



Seto chuckled. "I wonder what she would do if she knew what baby boy did to his chosen...?"



Yami winced once more. "Stop..."



"Stop what?" Seto asked, turning and grinning at Yami.



"Tormenting me..." Yami said pained. "You made your point... stop rubbing salt in the wound."



"Oh... I will never stop rubbing salt in the wound..." Seto hissed. "Now let's go."



Yami sighed allowing the werewolves to jerk him forward. At least Seto had dropped the army issue. Fact was...his mother had given him control of those armies a LONG time ago. He could lay siege to the land anytime he wanted. But he hated wars...and fighting.



He closed his eyes as the painful memories of Ahmose flooded his mind once more. He could never give Seto those armies...Ahmose would hate him. But if he tormented Ahmose more...Ahmose would hate him. He bit his lip. Hopefully he could just dodge the issue from now until Seto died. Several carriages were waiting outside.



”His Highness can ride with me.” Seto said with a smirk. The werewolves dragged Yami into the carriage and sat him on the seat between them. Seto climbed in with a vampire and sat across from them. A few minutes later, the thing began moving.



Yami sighed and looked down. About now, he could just hear his mother going off on his inability to defend himself. Bitch.



There was a flash, and the orb appeared in front of Yami, once again showing Ahmose curled up into Nakhti's side, alseep. He was twitching a bit and whimpering, looking very upset.



Yami hissed and looked away covering his face with his hands.



Seto chuckled. "Ya know what the kicker is?" Seto asked. "Look." Yami slowly peeked out. There, he saw Ahmose in the throne room of his mother's palace.



~*~



Yami's mother sighed. "You, human." She said glaring slightly. "Assuming I allow this... to proceed. Will you gain your longevity and protect him?"



"... With everything I have. With my life. I would sell my soul to Satan to protect him." Ahmose said, nodding.



She looked Ahmose over calmly. "Then swear your alliegance to him. He's a prince." She said flicking her tail. "Swear right now, that you will always protect him no matter what threatens him, or what the cost may be."



"I swear it." Ahmose said. "I will protect him." And to her surprise, he pulled a knife from the folds of his cloak and drew the blade across his palm until blood dripped from the hand. "I swear on my body, blood and soul."



~*~



Seto chuckled. "Protect you no matter what threatens you..." He repeated. "No matter what the cost... and he swore it. He swore a Blood Oath. The kicker is... he is still subject to that oath! He still has to protect you!!! He swore on his body, blood and soul! Well, he's already sacrificed body and blood..." Seto chuckled. "If he breaks his oath, his life is forfeit... and then he will forfeit his soul..."



Yami growled. "SHUT UP!" He howled in fury. "Just shut the hell up! I don’t want to hear you anymore! LEAVE ME ALONE!"



Seto chuckled and leaned back. He would leave Yami alone for now... but the orb returned to showing Ahmose, crying out in his nightmares.



Yami whimpered softly and curled his wings around himself once more a pained expression on his face. He wanted to go to Ahmose and comfort him... but his very presence would probably just terrify his lover now. And that is what hurt most of all.



The carriage took them to the port, where Yami found himself on yet another boat. Everyone was in the galley for dinner, and Yami was forced to sit across from Seto, the orb floating between them, still showing Ahmose. Every now and then, when Yami least expected it, it would flash to last night and Yami would suddenly see Ahmose's face as he screamed in pain and devastation.



Yami winced and looked away, his dinner untouched. How could he even pretend to be hungry? He felt sick, and Seto was just amused at his pain. Bastard. He merely sat, poking the food and miserably thinking about his lost lover.



"I'm bored." Seto suddenly announced. "Let's see... who is awake on that ship?" And the orb soon showed Ryou, Malik, Bakura, Marik, Mikado and Yugi, all on the deck of the ship. Marik was in his wolf form, playing with Ryou, Mikado and Malik after stealing Ryou's scarf. Yugi was sitting on Bakura's shoulder giggling and watching the game.



Ryou giggled and chased Marik snatching his scarf and tugging lightly. "Ohhh you give me back my scarf!" He giggled trying to wrestle it away. He started backing up, giggling and tugging. "If you want a scarf you can have my spare scarf!"



Marik growled playfully, tugging back and shaking the scarf a bit.



"Hmmm... how can I play with them?" Seto mused.



Ryou yelped and toppled over wind rushing past and revealing his slightly pointed ears. He was the last remaining half-elf.



"Marik! HEY!" he scrambled up to chase Marik, who had pranced off with his scarf. "Give me that!"



Seto blinked. "... Is... he half elf?" He asked, looking at Yami.



Yami sighed and nodded slowly.



Seto frowned, but then smirked. "Heh... here we go then." He said, and the orb focused on Ryou. Seto stared at Ryou, narrowing his eyes, and his amulet began to glow.



Ryou groaned softly, as he tugged against Marik. He felt dizzy. He shook his head, continuing to tug backwards. However the feeling intensified to the point he felt he'd pass out. He yelped when he hit the railing of the boat, and losing his footing suddenly toppled overboard.



Yami stared shocked. "What'd you do?!"



Marik yelped and dashed to the edge of the boat.



"RYOU?!" Mikado yelped, also running to the edge and staring down into the water.



Nothing but bubbles emerged from the watery depths.



Bakura stared shocked. "Holy shit... he's going to drown, or die of hypothermia, one or the other... that water's WAY too cold!"



"RYOU!!!" Mikado yelped, and without a second thought, he leapt over board.



"Oh shit!" Yugi squeaked, flying out over the water and circling around, calling Mikado and Ryou, frantically.



Bakura groaned. "MIKADO! For God's sake!" he howled. "AHMOSE! YOUR BROTHER JUST DOVE INTO THE FUCKING SEA!" Bakura roared



Mikado swam down, the salt stinging his eyes, but he searched desperately for Ryou. It was then that he learned that vampires didn't have to breathe and could hold their breath indefinitely.



Unfortunately the only remainders of Ryou he found... oddly, were his clothes.



Mikado blinked and gathered them up, turning and heading to the surface, the cold beginning to numb his body. His head broke the surface and he flung the clothes up at the boat. Marik yelped and dodged them, then began barking and whining at Mikado.



Bakura tossed down a rope. "Are you fucking insane?!" he shouted glaring. "You can’t just go diving into the gods forsaken SEA!"



"You aren't supposed to FALL in, either!" Mikado called back, before diving under the water again, bringing several colorful curses from Bakura.



Bakura growled and picked up Marik. "He's YOUR boyfriend YOU go get him! And tell that sired of mine if he doesn't get his ass on this boat right now I'm going to take it out on his ass for two hours straight!" and he TOSSED Marik in as well.



Marik howled as he went flying into the water. He popped up a moment later, howling and paddling around, heading for the boat. He changed to his halfway form and seized the rope, trying to pull himself up.



Mikado swam deeper and deeper, looking desperately for Ryou, ready to swim to the very bottom of the Mediterranean if he had to.



The deeper Mikado swam, the more his ears began picking up the most beautiful melody. It was so soothing that he nearly felt himself drifting away with the water the more he heard it. The song made him terribly drowsy as well... and with the chill of the water helping it along, he was fading fast.



His movements slowed until they finally stopped all together, and his eyes began to drift closed. Slowly, he began to sink to the bottom, not even knowing it.



The singing continued until Mikado was far gone into sleep. Though he could almost dream he felt small hands on his body, pulling him upward.



Marik flopped onto the deck, shivering violently and gasping. The water in his fur was already freezing, so he changed to his human form. Malik flung a blanket over Marik.



Bakura rolled his eyes. "Well you'd better pray he died, because that was pretty useless of you." he said shaking his head. He blinked when he noticed the rope still hanging near the water shake. Tied at the bottom, was Mikado, sound asleep.



Yugi fluttered down, tugging Mikado's left ear ring. "Wake up! Wake up!" He squeaked. But Mikado was SOUND asleep.



Bakura quickly hoisted Mikado up and onto the deck. He shook Mikado slightly before deciding this called for a very effective wakeup call. He bit down on Mikado's neck and sent that familiar erotic jolt through the youth.



Mikado thrashed and gasped, eyes wide, before coughing up water that he had swallowed in his sleep. He clung tightly to Bakura, gasping for breath and shivering violently.



Bakura pulled away rubbing Mikado's back. "Are you ok? What happened." he breathed, clutching Mikado tightly. "You're forbidden to EVER do something THAT stupid again!"



Mikado just blinked at him, shivering, his teeth chattering. "There was... singing... and I was so sleepy..."



Bakura frowned. "Singing?" he said as Lilith rushed foward, warm blankets in tow. "Mikado you heard... singing?"



"Master Mikado you must be careful!" She scolded giving him a piping cup of hot cocoa. "You cant just dive into the sea! There are creatures most FOUL that lurk in those waters! Leviathan! The nereids! Giant beasts man's never seen! Merfolk!"



Mikado just shivered. "I felt... calm and... safe... and then it all went dark... and I felt... hands on me..."



Bakura frowned. "It was probably a mermaid or nereid." he said slowly. "That's how sailors die. They sing."



"But... it pulled me up and tied the rope around me... maybe it was Ryou!" And Mikado tried to get to the edge of the ship again.



Bakura snagged Mikado by his shirt and slung him over his knee in an instant, slapping his ass harshly. "Oh like HELL you are! I just said NO!"



"OW!!!" Mikado howled. "I'm NOT going back in! I can hardly move!" Marik, Malik and Yugi peered over the edge, looking around.



Bakura held Mikado by his hair and walked over to the ledge. If he tried anything he'd get a headful of ouch.



Mikado peeked over the edge, looking around. "... hello?"



"HAH!!! He's a riot! Is he always that... impulsive?!" Seto laughed, looking at Yami.



Yami groaned and sighed. "No… not always..."



Bakura looked around, just barely catching sight of a dark spot beneath the waves that was fading. Whatever it was had apparently lost interest and was now swimming off once more.



Marik was shaking and whimpering, drooping as he lost hope. "R-Ryou...?" He whined.



Bakura groaned. "We cant go chasing him, if he's a merman, his songs will just keep putting us to sleep, not to mention most of you cant breathe under water, AND it's fucking cold." Bakura said pointedly. "He's as good as gone."



"... if he's a MERMAN?!" Everyone blurted, turning and looking at Bakura. Marik then turned and began shouting at the water.



Bakura groaned. "He cant hear you!" Bakura said calmly. "He's already deep below the surface, and thats right. Merman." he explained. "He's gone."



"NO!!!" Marik shouted, then flung the blanket aside and leapt into the water again.



"Oh, Christ..." Mikado grumbled. Seto was laughing hysterically.



Bakura groaned. "Now LOOK what you started!" he said swatting Mikado once more. "He'll freeze before he has any hope of finding him!"



Marik was paddling away from the boat frantically, and already beginning to flounder.



"Shit!" Mikado yelped, lunging to go after him.



Bakura tugged Mikado's hair harshly. "Not on your life. " he growled. "You'll just end up passed out again! Go get your brother to do something! He needs something else on his mind other than Yami anyway!"



Mikado blinked, then nodded, slowly standing. His pants were frozen and the ice in them cracked as he moved, running to find Ahmose.



Lilith made worried sounds as she hurried off to get more blankets warmed, and tell the galley cook to prepare something piping hot for them.



A few minutes later, Mikado returned with Ahmose, still in nothing but pajamas.



"Oh... look who it is, Atemu." Seto laughed.



Yami growled. "Shut up..." he grumbled looking away.



"Ahmose do something! Marik needs to find Ryou and he's going to die!" Malik said quickly. "The water's too cold for him!"



Ahmose frowned. "... I... I need my... bag..." He said, and Mikado ran to get it from his room. In the mean time, Ahmose narrowed his eyes and reached out a hand, focusing on Marik. His lips moved as he spoke silent words. Yugi gasped as Marik began to have trouble staying afloat.



Bakura watched interestedly. Mikado returned moments later with Ahmose's bag. He'd not seen magic worked in quite a time, so watching Ahmose cast was more than interesting for Bakura. "What are you doing?"



Ahmose reached into the bag and pulled out a familiar pendulum, and a vial of red liquid. He uncorked it, whispered over it, then poured it into the water. The red liquid didn't disperse, but shot off through the water towards Marik. It encircled him, and a moment later, the water within the circle began to steam a bit. Then, Ahmose held out the pendulum. "Ryou." He said, and the thing began to spin, searching for the boy.



The pendulum pointed down and west. Ryou was swimming away from the ship.



Ahmose frowned. "Get Marik back on board." He said, turning and heading to the bow, where a large amount of snow was piled.



"Marik come back! Ahmose has a plan!" Malik shouted loudly. "You'll never catch him dogpaddling!"



Marik whined loudly, even though he was nice and warm, thanks to Ahmose's circle.



"This is too entertaining..." Seto laughed. "Your former chosen sure has his uses... maybe I'll... recruit him..."



Yami hissed and lunged for Seto snarling. "LEAVE HIM ALONE!"



Seto laughed as the werewolves jerked Yami back into his seat.



"With the right motivation, he could be a powerful weapon..." Seto chuckled.



Yami hissed, tail lashing. "Leave him alone...." he growled, eyes flashing red.



Seto snickered. "I will do what I think will help me attain my victory..." He said.



"He'd never agree to work with the likes of you." Yami snarled.



"As I said..." Seto chuckled. "With the right motivation..." He looked at the orb, which went just blue, but horrible tortured screams were heard. After a moment, it dawned on Yami that the voice was Mikado's.



"You'd have to take down Bakura." he snorted looking smug. "Fat chance."



Seto chuckled. "Everyone has a weak spot... a breaking point..."



"You'd never live long enough to find that old bat's weakness." Yami snorted.



Seto blinked, then laughed. "Not Bakura!!! Your... former chosen... if I threaten his brother with what YOU did to him... would he trust Bakura enough to protect baby brother?



Yami snorted. "I think he would."



Seto grinned. "... Care to make a little... wager?" He asked, leaning towards Yami. "I want to find out..."



Yami hissed at Seto. "Go fuck yourself."



Seto grinned. "I think I'd rather fuck your chosen..."



Yami let out a deafening shriek of fury. "LEAVE HIM ALONE!"



Seto just laughed and laughed as the werewolves dragged Yami away. "Lock him in the brig!!" Seto ordered, and the orb followed Yami, emitting screams of not only Mikado, but Ahmose, Ryou, Malik, Marik, Bakura... all of them screaming in pain.



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



A-Kon 2008 is coming to Dallas TX!!!



Come one, come all!!!



Hatochiisai, Mally-chan, and Junshin Tenshi, aka Bishojo Shadow will all be there!!!



the question is...



Will you?