A Home of Our Own

A Home of Our Own

Summary: Kimi ga Iru AU. Neko fic Nya nya
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: none
Author’s Note: Oh Anonymous reviewer....how I love thee. You know nothing about me and yet you say such things. As much as I love reviews, I’d rather have one or two really goods ones, not that the past hundred count isn’t impressive. I can abandon a story anytime I like with out notification, I just thought I’d be nice about some things.

Oh Anonymous reviewer...what courage it must take to wrap yourself in the invisibility of the internet and take a shot at me. How I love you so.

At first when I read your comment I got a bit riled, I thought about a nasty reply or a long ranting author’s note...but no. I love you too. You just prove so much. I’ll be honest, I even thought of deleting “Velvet” entirely if only to spite you, but I said no. It’s been a long time. I’ve learned a lot, let’s be mature about this. Number one, I never have to explain myself to you or really anyone. I like to so that my readers can understand a little bit of what’s going on. Number two...this is the internet... “Velvet” is a fanfiction that in the scheme of things isn’t very well written (none of my work is) and in fact is a detriment to the type of writing I would actually like to do one day. The fanficitons I write are for relaxation where I don’t have to worry about all the complicated things that go along with ...gee I don’t know, submitting to a publisher.

So Anonymous reader...I love you. But grow a set next time and at least think up some sort of made up name to at least own up to your cowardess.
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And Wicabeth, hee hee, I wasn’t thinking about that for Bakura before, but now I am. Thank you Also...I think Ryou’s power has to do with ...reshaping reality...so he’s pretty dangerous...but too cute to know it. Alos, I dunno if I did it well, probably not...but our Alabaster’s don’t live in some wornn down apartment building...Bakura just iced all the tenets of a really nice place that was out of the way...that’s why there’s still all that stuff in the building... ;___; he’ll do anything to make sure Ryou is comfortable.



Neko. Mimi. (Cat. Ears.)

Ryou whined as he was forced to put on the tight back shirt. “I don’t want to wear this ”

Bakura narrowed his eyes and the Kitten shut up, beginning to zip up the tight leather pants.

“How are we gonna move in this stuff?”

“You will.” Bakura assured him. Decked out in his own black gear, the Alabaster tugged his gloves into place and stopped his brother from donning the familiar scarlet cloak.

“Not tonight.”

“But I feel naked ” he mewled, wrapping his arms around his bare mid-drift. “I hate this...”

Bakura looked his brother up and down. Maybe he did steal an outfit that was a bit too skimpy for the kitten, but he liked it just fine, even though his was more modest in the fact that his shirt met the waist line. It was just as tight and absorbed what little light there was to prevent any sort of detection.

“Come here...” the elder murmured, pulling Ryou closer to him. The Kitten blushed, trying to stop Bakura’s hands from running over his bare skin.

“Stop...Big Brother...”

“Shut up...you smell good...” He inspected Ryou’s claws and ran his hand over his tail, rubbing under the boy’s chin when he started to protest.

“I want to -”

“No failure tonight...” Bakura whispered in the Kitten’s ear. “Understand?”

Ryou nodded, his chocolate eyes wide in the moonlight. His cheeks were dusted pink even as Bakura leaned in to rub their noses together.

“Mmm...Ryou...” he growled.

“Big Brother? Are we still going to get files?”

As if snapped out of a trance, Bakura stepped back, blinking rapidly for a minute. “What?”

“...toys?” the Kitten tried.

“No you fool ” he gave the boy a playful swat. “Files ”

“Files ” he parroted, grabbing up the cloak. Bakura said nothing about it and led the way out of the room.


****

Instead of going where ever Marik had wanted the other day, Yugi had simply complained until he’d gotten to go home. He’d talked on the phone with his Grandpa and watched tv for a long time before he finally just fell asleep on the floor in front of the couch.

Today he’d opened the shop since Yami hadn’t come home and didn’t have any problems with customers. His head had hurt all day.

He rubbed his forehead and curled up on the couch cushion, flipping through channels.

Grandpa says I shouldn’t have done all that stuff...he was right. Now it won’t stop hurting...

The Kitten had gone ahead and told the old man what was happening to him, thinking he’d know a way to stop it, but Sugoroku just assured him that he’d be alright and it was just a phase. Like how his mouth hurt when his teeth came in as a young Kitten.

The entertainment channel was showing how celebrities treated their EFCs like royalty and he sighed.

“I wish I had my own diamond tail bracelet.”

“No you don’t. You’d just lose it.”

Yugi frowned and sat up. How and the hell did Marik keep getting in?

“Who let you in?”

A blur of gold tackled him to the couch. “I CAME TOO ”

Yugi recovered, hugging Malik around the neck. “Hi ”

“Hi We’re going someplace, want to go?”

Yugi withdrew and laid back down. “No...my head hurts.”

Malik looked at Marik. //You haven’t told him about the training facility?//

//Do you honestly think he’s going to want to go anywhere near the center after what happened last time?//

//Ah...should we...? // Malik raised his eyebrow and jerked his thumb at Yugi who was staring into tv land.
Marik shook his head. That hadn’t had nice results last time either. His plan was to get closer to the Kitten, not drive him away. Again.

Malik’s cell phone rang and the Golden picked it up, tail waving around as he listened.

“Oh...no....with Marik....Oh...right now? But I...aw....” He hung up the phone. “...I have to go back and held Rishid.”

“Why?” Marik hopped the couch, throwing Yugi off when he landed. The Tri-color Kitten retaliated by pouncing on his tail and giving it a good chomp.

“WHAT THE FUCK YUGI ”

The boy dodged Marik’s swing and dashed away upstairs. The Neko rubbed the offended appendage and growled.

“What the fuck is wrong with that boy...damn...”

Malik shrugged. “Maybe he’s lonely or something. He’s here everyday with nothing to do. Who feeds him anyway?”

“...I took him out to eat yesrday...I’m sure Yami does something creative. In anycase...Rishid...”

“He’s going after some rumor about a lab...someplace...in the south.”

“It’s almost eight.” Marik grabbed the boy and licked his forehead. “Be good.”

“Ewww I can take care of myself ” he got up and yanked his tail out of the way before Marik could tug it for luck. “Go find Yugi.”

The Kitten left then, leaving Marik sitting idle in front of Television Tabloid Tonight.

****

Ryou brought his fingers together and hit a guard on the back of his neck. The man fell down with a groan and he jumped out of the way as a body flew his way.

Bakura came out of the darkness shaking his head. “Is that all of the guards?”

“Around here, yes.” Ryou pulled the hood back and looked at the sky. “It’s not that late yet...should we go in?”

Bakura didn’t answer, he just moved forward towards the guard’s entrance that led into the main house.

It only took them ten minutes to sweep and clear the first floor of any obstacles before they started to move upstairs.

Ryou rubbed his temple and gave a soft growl. “Big Brother...”

“What?” the Neko hissed, looking around the corner.

“My head feels...fuzzy...”

Bakura chuckled. “That’s because you’ve got hair. Let’s go. Stop thinking and just follow me...”

Ryou nodded, rubbing his temples again. “Okay...”


Noa stopped concentrating and opened his eyes, the large blue orbs tearing up as he looked at the two men in front of him.

“What did you get ?” Dartz snapped.

Noa flinched and tears began running down his face. He’d only decided to do this because Master Seto promised he’d make Mokuba not mad at him anymore. Mokuba was currently writing a long essay dealing with why discipline and rules were the foundation of any society no matter who you were. Though the boy had done his best when taking Noa to school with him, the Kitten had gotten frightened repeatedly, cried unexpectedly, and caused a scene by climbing a tree and refusing to come down only to be rescued by the fire squad and even then he’d clawed the chief and ran off from Mokuba. The boy, once they’d gotten home, had told him he was never taking him anywhere again and had left the Kitten crying in his room.

Seto gave his step-brother a withering look and leaned forward in his chair. “Noa, it’s alright. We’re not mad. Did you pick up anything from the younger one’s mind?”

Noa shook his head. “I can’t...he felt me in there.”

Seto nodded. “It’s alright...”

Dartz didn’t think so. “Then try the older one ”

“...I can’t.” the boy sniffled.

“What?” Dartz snapped. “What are you good for then? ”

“Dartz Control yourself ” Seto admonished. “He’s a child ”

“No, he’s an abomination...” Dartz turned away in his chair and decided to watch the monitors. “They’re heading right for your office this time.”

The brunette was currently trying to stop Noa’s tears. “Did you think they’d go back to your office? Or split up?”

“Hn.” In fact, that was exactly what Dartz was hoping for. He wanted some alone time with the young one to see if he could get any information out of him.

“I wonder what they want...” Seto mused aloud, handing over the fish treat to Noa.

“Money.” Dartz supplied.

“It’s never that simple...”

**

Bakura paused in the hallway and stayed Ryou with his outstretched arm.

“Ryou, what’s wrong with this situation?”

The Kitten’s ear’s twitched under the hood. His eyebrows came together and he concentrated. “Um...no guards?”

“Exactly. What else?”

“...ah...no maids?”

“Very good. And what about those cameras?”

“They...um...are probably watching us right now and have a trap set up for us in the office?”

Bakura smiled. His brother was a quick study. “Very good. Go up to the office door.”

Ryou went and looked at Bakura. “Do you want me to Concentrate?”

“Yes. If there’s anything in that room that can hurt us, make it into something harmless.”

Ryou nodded and closed his eyes.

Just a hall away, Noa feel queasy as he focused in on Ryou’s mind. He still wasn’t picking up anything but the Neko’s mind was working in weird ways. He felt sick and fell to his knees on the carpet.

“I don’t feel good...”

Seto went to his side. “What’s wrong?”

Dartz stood and got closer to the monitor. “What is he doing?”


Ryou stepped away from the door and shook his head. “There’s nothing fun in there...but this tiny bird thing. It was on the chandelier and I made it more pretty.”

Bakura rolled his eyes. “Aren’t you special. Let’s go inside.”

Ryou opened the doors and the two went inside.

“Where do you think he keeps all the important stuff?”

Ryou was pre-occupied by all the books and shrugged. “Desk?”

“Too obvious. Pay attention Ryou ”

The Kitten went over to where Bakura was and watched him pick the locks on the desk.

“What’s this?” he pointed at a flat screen monitor.

“It’s called a computer.”

“Oh ” Ryou said, like he knew exactly what his brother was talking about. “...is it a toy?”

Bakura shook his head absently and opened the first drawer beginning to rifle through papers.

It’s like a fuckin’ gold mine...


Seto leaned Noa up against the wall. He was out cold. Whatever the younger one had done, this “Ryou” it was dangerous enough to knock someone out. He motioned to Dartz and the two left the room, heading for his office.

“Don’t you think it’d be a little wise if we took a weapon?”

Seto shook his head. “That’s not what we’re about. They came here for a reason, I’m going to find out what it is and by the end of the night those two will be working for me.”

Dartz rolled his eyes. It was arrogant and optimistic at the same time. Those creatures were dangerous.

He checked his jacket and sure enough the gun was there.

Just in case.


Ryou would never say it out loud, but he was bored. His brother was murmuring over all those files and he was just standing there...being cold because his shirt didn’t fit all the way.

He rubbed his bare skin and sat down on the arm of the chair Bakura was in. The Neko was leaned back, appraising information like he owned the office.

“Ryou, can you believe it? This file has information on the day to day operations of that place they kidnaped you to. They get something like fifty stray kittens a week.”

The kitten leaned over and looked at the paper, the words meaning nothing to him. “Hm.”

Bakura looked back into Ryou’s face. His head covered by the cowl, Bakura could barely even make out his brother’s eyes. It was shadowy and sexy. The Neko’s lips curved into a deviant smile and he leaned up, beginning to purr out something obscene when the door opened.

The Neko cursed and put down the papers. “What?”

Seto Kaiba didn’t know how to respond as he was bother immediately amused and angered that someone would take over his office then act as if he were the intruder.

“I could ask you the same thing.” He said smoothly. “Bakura, I presume?”

“Seto Kaiba.” Bakura responded, leaning back and crossing his legs. Ryou let out a small his when he saw Dartz following Seto. He bent down and whispered.

“That’s him Big Brother.”

Bakura narrowed his eyes. “What’s your name Human ?”

Dartz respond just as disdainfully. “None of your concern Creature.”

Seto raised his hands. “There’s no need for any of that.” He looked Bakura in the eyes. “You seem to be very interested in information about my organization. Are you with a rival from Europe perhaps?”

Bakura grinned. “Are you going to act ignorant the entire night?”

The man sat in one of the chairs across from his desk and motioned for his brother to do the same. “No, I won’t. The younger one with you ”

“Is of no concern to you.” Bakura laced his fingers together. “Let’s get to the point. You killed my family. You continued to work with the man who killed my family. Those Goldens who work for you continued to try and kill my family. You kidnapped my brother, you tried to track us and most recently, that idiot behind you tried to kidnap my brother again. Your response?”

Seto decided he liked this Neko. He was sharp to say the least and he was dressed...peculiarly for a fact finding mission.

“All my fault.”

Dartz was outraged. “Brother -.”

Seto waved him down. “As the head of Kaiba Corp and the EFC rehabilitation Center, everything lays squarely with me, even if other people committed the crimes. I believe in taking responsibility. Don’t you?” He leveled his ice eyes at Bakura and smiled when he didn’t flinch.

I like this one...

“I do. Next question: Why are you trying to recruit us. We don’t want to work for you or anyone.”

Kaiba smiled. “You wouldn’t have to steal -”

“I like stealing.”

“Your brother wouldn’t have to steal -”

“He likes stealing too. Next point.”

The CEO was intrigued. “...Can your brother talk? For himself?”

Bakura chuckled. “You heard them They want to hear you talk.”

Ryou looked at his brother who nodded and pointed accusingly at Dartz. “If you ever try and um...”
“Kidnap.” Bakura supplied.

“Yeah You ever try and kidnap me again and I’ll...make you wish you hadn’t ”

Bakura suppressed a smile and noticed Seto was doing the same. “What else?” He prompted.

“You Bastard ”

Ryou stopped talking after that, beaming under the secrecy of his hood. He’d shown that guy a thing or two.

Seto shook his head. “He can’t live that way forever. He can’t live this way now. I think we both know he’s too sweet for this occupation.”

“I am not I can kill things ”

Bakura put a finger to his lips and Ryou quieted down. “My brother is my business.”

“And how is that going? Can he read? Can he write? Is he socialized? I noticed when he broke in here alone he went into room packed with valuables and passed everyone of them up. I thought perhaps it was because he was very goal oriented or perhaps he was trained that way till I just realized...he didn’t know what half the things were.” He pointed to his computer. “We saw you two in here. He isn’t even familiar with what a computer is.”

“He’ll learn as I teach him.”

“That could be a liability in your business.” Seto threaded his own fingers together. “You’re smart. We both know that. Akefia was smart too, but you’re different. He was just trying to survive, but you...you’ve got potential.”

Bakura grew serious. “You don’t know anything about Akefia. You know nothing about me.”

“I have my own little brother. I know more than you think.”

They stared at each other until the computer screen lit up. It scared the hell out of Ryou he jumped back and hissed at it. Bakura calmly stared at the screen.

“Hm. Apparently the tip you got about the Okinawan base was false. Rishid, who ever that is, will be reporting to you tomorrow morning.”

“Thank You.” Seto said. He indicated Ryou. “He’s a liability.”

“He’s my brother. Now, after you’ve digressed. Back to the recruitment issue.”

“You’re too good not to be working for me. I’ll pay you what I pay him.” He jerked a thumb at his brother. “It’s enough for you to get you a mansion half this size, but equally as nice -”

“We don’t require those things.”

“Then what do you require?”

“To be left alone in a place of our own.”

“What makes you think that if you’re working for me you won’t get what you require. Our agent Marik -”

“Is being strung along and promised whatever as long as he’ll stay on your leash. I don’t work that way.”

Seto sighed. This was getting to a place he didn’t originally intend. “Then how about a trial?”

Bakura glanced at his claws. “Why? What for?”

“You’d get to see things from the inside. See if you like it. If you don’t, you’re still free.”

“Ridiculous...”

In the meantime, Ryou had calmed down and was standing next to his brother again. However, he was growing uncomfortable as the man with the long hair kept staring at him or rather, his clothing. He tried to draw the cloak closed, but it didn’t work as well as he wanted and the man continued to stare him down.

Dartz wanted to smirk, but he had to concentrate right now. That’s right Kitty...look at me... His eye turned amber and he continued to stare, Ryou’s tail twitching.

Ryou took an involuntary step forward, then back as he came to. He didn’t know what was going on, but he wanted to go over there, to be over there.

The feeling came again and he shook his head, shouting. “Stop it ”

Bakura swore as a few books flew off the shelves and warped into have branch, saw dust creations that fell to the floor. He looked at Dartz and growled.

“What are you doing you Filth ”
Seto turned to look at his brother who was clutching his face over his left eye, gasping.

“That -that creature...” he panted. Dartz stood up shakily and made for the door, but Ryou was getting angrier.

“What were you doing ” he looked over at Bakura and the Neko wanted to calm his brother down but he decided against it. It seemed like a good opportunity.

“He made you angry, go teach him a lesson.”

Dartz was already out of the room and Ryou was after him, Seto getting out of his chair to stop it.

“I wouldn’t...” Bakura said in a deadly voice. “I wouldn’t.”

Seto looked at Bakura, bewildered and saw a Neko transformed. His hair was more spiked than usual and his eyes had taken on a red tinged. The door closed it self and Bakura came around the table.

“You don’t want to make him angry, but you really don’t want to make me angry. He won’t kill that fool. He doesn’t have the heart. But if you don’t tell me what’s really going on...you won’t exist.”

For a moment, Seto felt his heart freeze over until a blue streak shot down from the ceiling shooting a silver beam. Three silver beams.

Bakura growled, clawing out and the beat flew over to Seto, landing on his shoulders. It arched its necks proudly, now three instead of one.

“Kisara?”

The small, blue-eyed white drargon creature was very much the same except now three headed and fierce. It blew more beams at Bakura, only they didn’t reach and phased out before they hit him.

“What in god’s name...” Bakura swore. He then remembered what Ryou said about the bird thing he’d made prettier. “What is that?”

“An experiment my father tried and I rescued.”

The creature prilled and Seto held his hand out to all three heads. It was promptly nuzzled and the man lost the tension in his shoulders. “I’ll tell you what’s going on...”

**

Dartz stumbled down the corridor, holding his hand over his eye.

No, no, no, no...what is he what is he what did he do...

He fell into his office and was promptly followed by an angry Ryou who was beginning to shout.

“Stay out of my head Stay out ”

Dartz barely made it to his desk, shoving things off of it as he tried to stand. The chair behind him began to warp and Ryou grabbed his head, shaking it.

“Stop ” he shouted and everything stopped.

The chair went back to normal and Dartz’s eye stopped feeling like it was going to rip it’s way out of his head. Ryou gasped for breath and looked around. He saw Dartz near his desk, in pain and hesitated. He thought for a moment trying to think of Big Brother’s lesson about helping people and found nothing.

He went over cautiously and leaned down. “I -I’m sorry but you tried to -”

“Get away you freak ” the man roared, swinging wildly.

Ryou ducked and came around his front, kneeling down. “Let me see. I can change it back...” He moved Dartz’s hand and gasped. The amber eye contained the narrow slit like pupil of a cat.

Dartz shoved him away. “I said stay back ”

“I can fix -”

“No one can fix it ” he roared. Dartz placed the hand over his eye and began to breathe slowly, trying to will it back to normal.

“...but...” Ryou went over and took the man’s hand away again, Dartz staring at him. “But you’re a Human.”

A burn surfaced in the man’s chest and would have cried. “You know nothing ” he hissed, drawing away as he realized his fangs were beginning to grow out.

“Are you okay?”

“No Go away ” Dartz needed to get away from this Neko. Whatever his power was, that change power it was making him lose it. He wasn’t supposed to change like this now and not for another six months he -

“Why does a Human smell like a Neko now?”

“I said -go -” He groaned as his skull felt like it was ripping apart. When it passed he sat there on his hands and knees gasping. The only thing he could register was a soft voice and it said.

“...Your ears are so soft, just like mine.”

And he passed out.

****

Marik headed back to Yugi’s after being told via flying drawers to “get the hell out”. He checked his watch and hoped the Kitten wasn’t already asleep.

Eleven isn’t that late is it?

He hopped on some trash cans and clung to the gutter. Caught a leg up on a second story ledge and leaned over to crack open Yugi’s window. He sniffed the air that came out of the room and went in, balancing on the sill before he touched down.

As was promptly hit in the head by a flying alarm clock.

“OW! Yugi what the fuck!”

Marik rubbed his forehead and looked around. Shit was flying all over the place and Yugi was curled up in bed, fast asleep.

He went over, ducking and dodging and shook the boy awake. “Yugi!”

“I can’t eat anymore...” he whispered, nuzzling his stuffed bunny.

Marik dodged the alarm clock again, it seemed to be gunning for him, and shook Yugi again.

“Chibi! You gotta get up!”

Yugi sat up and yawned, looking around when everything crashed tot he floor. He whined and covered his ears.

“Noisy...”

Marik just shook his head. “You do realize that you’re out of control even in your sleep?”

“Was stuff flying around again?”

“What do you mean again?”

“Well it just randomly does it now...I mean, I made the phone come to me but that was still while my clothes were marching up and down the ha- ha -” Yugi yawned, drawing out the word “hall” and stretched. “...Are we going out?”

Marik ran his hands through Yugi’s spikes and shook his head. “Chibi, you gotta get this stuff in hand...”

Yugi just purred, his head leaning back with the motion of Marik’s hand. “I got it...”

“No you don’t. That alarm clock hit me in the head...”

“Hm...” Yugi leaned up and kissed Marik on the forehead. “There, now let me sleep.”

Marik laughed. “It still hurts!” He rubbed Yugi’s ears and the Kitten purred more, leaning back and exposing his neck. Marik felt his pants get tight and he let out a growl.

“Damn Yugi...”

The boy gave a sleepy, “Whuh?” as Marik laid him back in the bed. The Golden looked into his face and Yugi stretched his arms up, laying them above his head. This gave the older Neko a full frontal view of smooth Kitten torso and he nearly lost it. He drew closer , ghosting his hand down Yugi’s side.

“Yugi...how old are you again...”

Yugi just wanted to go back to sleep so he answered. “Sixteen.”

“Excellent...” Marik whispered, leaning in.



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*EFC: Experimental Feline Companion FFFC: Freedom for Feline Companions
*Ha! Will there be a lemon!? What’s going on with Dartz? What will Seto and Bakura do now that they’re finally all alone and Bakura’s in a loving mood!? Find out on the next exciting Episode of Home of Our Own!
*This was inspired by Wicabeth! Yes, even at this stage I think of her cute story and how it finally gave me the kick in the ass to do my own Neko fic!
*I should be have another chapter soon...
*Schwarzwald loves ya’ll...yes, even you Anonymous reviewer.