Mela en’ Coiamin (Love of my Life)
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Chapter Three
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Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
General A/N: I was going to update yesterday but my computer decided to crash on me. I spent all day working on it and by the time it got working again I was too tired to do anything else revolving around this computer. But neway, here is the next chapter….
♥ ♥ ♥Mela en’ Coiamin ♥ ♥ ♥
Chapter Three
by Ravenx
A small figure sits on top of a large boulder in the middle of a clearing, his legs crossed and his hands resting on his knees. Tall trees loom around the figure in a large circle, their branches casting swaying shadows on the cool ground. A light brown and white deer runs across the clearing quickly, it’s hoofs snapping a twig. Still the figure remains motionless, his eyes closed.
“Am I intruding?” Breath blows softly against the small form’s ear.
“Yee!(1)” Light purple eyes snap open to look to his left where a smiling tri-colored haired head is leaning around him. “Yami! When did you arrive here?”
“Just a few moments ago, elle(2) Yugi.” Yami rearranges himself so that Yugi sits between his out stretched legs, his arms wrapping loosely around the little elf’s waist.
“I must not have heard you.” Yugi blushes. “I am sorry.”
“Do not be sorry. You were deep in meditation and I was trained to be silent even to elf ears.” Yami’s lips brush against Yugi’s little pointed ear.
“I am glad to see you so soon.” Yugi leans back into Yami’s leather covered chest.
“I could not stay away longer than one day. I had to see you again.”
“How did you find me?”
“Your scent is different from any other I have smelt. It was actually quite easy. Once I saw you were alone and not with your friends I thought we could spend some time together.”
“It is alright if my friends see you. I told them about you.”
“You did? And what did they say about you talking to a mori’quessir?”
“Malik was upset. He said I could get banished from our land if I was seen talking with you.”
“He is right, you know.” Yami tightens his hold on Yugi’s waist slightly.
“Yes but I do not care.”
“And what about your other friends?” Yami smiles.
“They were interested in what we talked about. They wish me to ask you a question.”
“Mani?”
“They wish to see your friends.”
“Why?”
“Well, Ryou says he felt something when the one called Bakura touched him. And Joey says the same thing about when he touched the one named Seto. They wish to talk to them so that they can understand what they felt.”
“Do you think they feel what we feel?”
“And what do we feel?” Yugi asks quietly.
“I do not know what you feel but my heart longs to be near you all the time.”
“As does mine.” Yugi turns to the side, bending his legs over one of Yami’s leather clad legs, his side pressing into the taller elf’s chest as he snuggles his head between the other’s neck and shoulder.
“I am glad to hear that, elle’quessir.” Yami runs one of his hands through Yugi’s thick spiky hair, leaning down to kiss the little elf’s forehead.
“Do you think your friends will meet with mine?”
“I do not know. But what about your one friend, Malik?”
“He agreed to meet as well, all though he did seem a little reluctant.”
“I will ask my friends. If they agree how about meeting here in one hour?”
“No, Malik said he would only come if we are not in an area where our kind could come along and see us. He fears being banished.” Yugi’s fingers move in small designs on Yami’s leather clad chest.
“Very well. What about the place where we first met, near the Dark Forest? Kalina’quessirea hardly ever dare to approach it.”
“I think that will be fine. In one hour?”
“Yes.”
“I suppose this means we must move.” Yugi pouts.
“Yes, elle’quessir. But we shall see each other soon for even if my friends refuse to meet with your friends I will be waiting for you.” Yami kisses Yugi once again on the forehead before carefully untangling their limbs and climbing down from the large boulder.
“I shall see you soon, morier.” Yugi smiles as he waves to the disappearing figure of the other elf.
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A cool breeze moves dry brown leaves across the dirt covered ground. Patches of dead grass line a slightly visible path. Black boots walk calmly down the worming trail, the owner’s spiky tri-colored hair blowing gently in the wind. Narrow, dark purple eyes glance from side to side looking into every dark shadow that hides in and around the surrounding tall trees. A movement to the right causes the figure to stop walking, his knees bending and hands coming up into a fighting stance.
“What do you plan on doing, Yami? Attaching me?”
“I should be asking you the same question, Mai.” Yami smiles as he stands up straight.
A smirking long haired blonde woman steps out from behind a dark tree, her purple eyes watching Yami closely. A short, tight, dark purple leather skirt hangs low on her hips to show off pale, long legs. A matching color leather tank top encases her upper body, the hem high giving a view of a slightly muscled stomach.
“May I ask why you are coming back from the forbidden zone?”
“That is none of your concern.” Yami continues to walk down the path.
“Does it have anything to do with Marik’s quick recovery?” Mai asks as she walks next to the taller elf.
“Perhaps.”
“Why are you in such a hurry, Yami?”
“Why are you asking so many questions?” Yami glances to his side at the blonde elf.
“I only wish to make sure my friend will not be harmed.”
“Do you honestly think I can be easily harmed?”
“N’uma. But one can not be to careful.” Mai smiles.
“Do you know where the others are?”
“I believe Bakura is with Marik in his cave. Seto I am not sure about.”
“Seto does not like being around others unless necessary, I will have to hunt him down.”
“Or you could just go to the one elf that knows where he is at all times.” Mai smirks.
“That would be quicker, would it not.” Yami chuckles. “I shall see you later, Mai.”
“Tenna’ telwan.(3)” Mai turns to disappear between to large, dark trees.
Yami continues down the path until he reaches a large tree root sticking out of the ground that comes up to his knees. Turning right he heads behind two trees that have grown together, he continues to walk for several yards before coming to a clearing. He stops at the edge and smirks at what he sees.
Laying on the dead grass in the shade of the clearing is a short elf with long jet black hair, his eyes closed as his head rolls from side to side on the ground. His boot covered heals dig into the ground, the navy, leather pants rest low on his hips. The loose, long sleeved navy shirt that he wears is unbutton to reveal a smooth, white chest that is currently being licked.
Another jet-black haired elf leans over the first, his hair in a neat pony tail high on the back of his head. His bright green eyes smirk up at the face of the other elf. His dark green tank top clings to his upper body while his tight, black leather clad legs rest comfortably between the smaller figures spread legs. His hands digging into the ground on either side of the other’s head.
A moan escapes the bottom elf’s lips, his hands moving to pull at the green tank top above him. The larger of the two chuckles as he kisses a path up the other’s chest and neck until he reaches the soft lips, taking them fiercely with his own. Yami rolls his eyes before moving into the clearing.
“Is it possible for the two of you to wait a moment?”
“You show yourself at the worst times, Yami.” The green eyed elf sighs as he sits back on his heels, his hands gliding up and down on the outside of the other’s legs.
“Amin hiraetha, Duke.” Yami chuckles. “I need to ask something of Mokuba.”
“Mani?” The smaller elf opens his violet eyes to look over at the tall tri-colored haired elf.
“Where is your brother?”
“Can you not find him on your own? Did you have to interrupt us?” Duke asks, one of his hands running up Mokuba’s thin stomach.
“I do not have time to look all over the forest for him. Do you know where he is, Mokuba?”
“Of course I know where he is, do I not always know?” The small black haired elf gently slaps the hand moving up his chest.
“Then tell him so that we can continue what we were doing.” Duke says.
“He is at the edge of the forest near the Death Mountains.” Mokuba moans as Duke tweaks a nipple.
“Thank you. Please continue.” Yami chuckles as he crosses the clearing and disappears through the line of trees.
Yami walks several yards before he comes to a row of trees that are grow tightly together, barely enough room between them to allow a person through. Dark purple eyes roll over the row until they stop at a space wide enough for him to enter, slipping easily through the rough hole he looks from side to side until he sees a figure a couple feet away sitting on a small hill.
“How did you find me, Yami?” A deep voice cuts through the open, cool air.
“How do you think?”
“I should learn to quit telling my brother where I am going.” The brunette chuckles.
“I do not think that is possible.” Yami moves to stand by Seto’s side. “What are you doing out here?”
“Do you even have to ask?”
“Spending some time with Ohtar?(5)”
“Yes. Why have you come looking for me, Yami?” Seto’s deep blue eyes look across a deep valley to a giant mountain in the distance.
“I wish to ask you a question.”
“What question?”
“If you could meet the sandy blonde elf from the other day, would you wish to?”
“Of course not. He is a kalina’quessir. Why would I wish to see him again?”
“Because you have not been able to stop touching your own chest from where he laid his hand upon you.” Yami chuckles as he motions to the brunette’s hand laying gently on the middle of his chest.
“That is not the reason.” Seto snaps, his hand quickly lowering.
“Of course not.”
“Why do you ask this question?”
“Because he wishes to see you.”
“Mani?” Seto stands in one fluid movement, his eyes staring at the elf now in front of him.
“I have talked to his friend, the one that healed Marik, he says all of them wishes to see us.”
“You are talking with kalina’quessirea now, Yami?”
“Do you wish to met Joey or not?” Yami’s dark purple eyes look over the other’s face closely.
“That is his name?”
“Uma, I was told it yesterday but was unable to find you to give you the information.”
“He wishes to see me?”
“Correct. He felt something when he touched you but he is unsure of what it means. He wishes to speak with you to try and understand. Do you wish to speak with him?”
“When?”
“In less than an hour. I must ask Bakura and Marik if they wish to come as well.”
“Then I will come with you. If those two decide to go so will I.”
“Since when do you require someone else to make your decisions?” Yami raises an eyebrow.
“I do not require such a thing. I just wish to see what they think of the situation.” Seto growls. “Are we going to find them or just stand here?”
“Calm yourself, mellonamin. We shall go and ask them now. Mai said they were at Bakura’s cave.” The tall tri-colored haired elf turns and squeezes through the small space he came out of moments before, Seto right behind him.
“Dare I ask where you found my little brother?” Seto asks after a couple minutes spent in silence.
“He was with Duke in the small clearing.”
“And I presume they were not just talking.”
“From what I saw they were doing no talking.” Yami peaks at Seto out of the corner of his eyes. “There was a lot of moaning though.”
“I do not need to hear that about my baby brother.” Seto growls.
“At least I am not describing it to you.” Yami chuckles.
The two turn to the left around a tree stump before coming to a stop. Before them is a large cave entrance, the inside so dark they can not see more than a couple feet into it. Vines hang around the open hole, dry leaves blow across the entrance.
“Bakura! Marik! Are you in there?” Yami calls out.
“What is it that you want?” A voice travels out of the cave.
“I wish to speak with you both. Come out here.”
“Mani?” A tall pale blonde appears followed by a slightly shorter white haired elf, the two stop at the entrance to the cave.
“Would you wish to see the kalina’quessirea from the other day again?” Yami asks.
“Why do you ask this?” Bakura crosses his arms over the loose, black, long sleeved shirt that covers his chest.
“Because you are able to.”
“How?” Marik steps closer to the other elf, his eyebrows raised in interest.
“I have made friends with the one that healed you, Marik. I was just with him when he told me that his friends would like to meet with all of us.”
“Why?” Bakura questions.
“They wish to talk so that they can understand some feelings they have been having.”
“I will be able to meet Malik face to face?” Marik grins slightly.
“Yes, but he is the only one that is a little reluctant. He fears being banished for being seen with us. That is why we are meeting were we first came in contact with them since not many of their kind visit that area.” Yami looks back and forth between the two elves. “Do you wish to go?”
“Uma.” Bakura says without hesitation.
“I will go as well.” Marik nods.
“What of you, Seto?” Yami turns to look at the brunette that seems deep in thought.
“Uma, I will go.”
“Good, than let us get moving. We only have a couple minutes before we are to meet them.”
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“Are you sure this is where we are to meet them?” Joey’s honey colored eyes look over the row of dark trees that lead into the Dark Forest.
“Yes, he said to meet where we first saw them.” Yugi leans against the rough trunk of a tree, his own eyes looking up and down the row of trees.
“What if his friends choose not to meet with us?” Ryou wraps his arms around himself as he stands in between two tall trees.
“Then we will be safe.” Malik has his arms crossed over his bare chest as he sits on a large tree root near the cool ground.
“Are you going to act like this when they come, Malik?” The smallest elf sighs.
“Perhaps.”
“Please try not to embarrass us.” Ryou giggles as Malik shoots a glare in his direction.
“I just do not see why you are all wanting to meet with mori’quessirea.”
“I can not speak for the others but Yami is nice and charming.” Yugi smiles.
“That is sweet of you to say, elle Yugi.”
The small elf jumps slightly as the new voice comes from next to him. Suddenly he finds a strong arm wrapped around his lower back, the hand resting on his loosely covered hip. Looking up he sees dark purple eyes smiling down at him.
“Vedui,(6) Yami.” Yugi leans on the taller elf, burying his blushing face into his firm chest.
“Where are your friends.” Malik asks firmly.
“Please, Malik. Try to behave yourself.” Yugi whispers.
“I only wish to know if there is a reason for me to be here.”
“Only if you wish to meet Marik.” Yami wraps his other arm around the front of Yugi.
“Who is that?”
“Me.” A voice speaks from behind the smaller pale blonde causing him to jump up and turn around.
Light violet eyes stare up into dark violet ones. Malik takes a step back as the taller pale blonde walks closer to him, his eyes raking the smaller form up and down. A smirk forms on Marik’s lips as he reaches out a hand to brush across Malik’s smooth cheek. The shorter elf gasps before taking another step back.
“Do not dare touch me.” Malik hisses.
“Malik!” Yugi calls, his head coming up from Yami’s chest. “Be polite.”
“It is alright. I can understand what he is feeling. Perhaps if we were to talk he would calm down.”
“Would you allow that, Malik?” Yugi asks.
“I guess it would not hurt. As long as he keeps his hands to himself.”
“I will do that.” Marik smirks as he lets his hands fall to his sides.
“Does that go for me?” A new voice asks.
Ryou squeaks as he finds arms wrapped around his waist, hands resting lightly on his slim stomach. Breath blows his long white hair as a chin moves to rest on one of his shoulders. Turning his head slightly he sees another white haired elf, a grin firmly in place on his lips. Ryou blushes, his head turning back to face forward.
“Is this alright, elle’quessir?” Bakura whispers.
“Uma.” Ryou whispers back.
“Proper introductions are in order I guess.” Yami speaks up. “These are my friends Marik, Bakura, and Seto. And I am Yami.”
“Seto?” Joey looks around, his honey colored eyes not finding the third elf.
“Seto do stop hiding and come out to see our new friends.”
“I am not hiding.” A tall brunette steps out from behind a tall oak tree, his black leather trench coat flaring around his legs.
“If you say so.” Yami chuckles into Yugi’s thick hair.
“I am Yugi and these are my friends. Ryou, Malik, and Joey.” The smallest elf motions to each of his friends as he says their name.
“Saesa amentien llie.(7)” Yami lets his dark purple eyes rake over the elves around him.
“What are we to do now?” Malik asks, his arms wrapping around his bare waist.
“I thought you wished to talk with us?” Bakura speaks as he nuzzles on Ryou’s neck, the smaller white haired boy shivering slightly.
“We do.” Joey says as he looks out the corner of his eyes at the tall brunette standing a few feet to his right.
“How about we pair off? Ryou with Bakura, Malik with Marik, Joey with Seto, and Yugi with me.”
“Why those pairs?” Malik asks as he looks worriedly to the tall pale blonde in front of him.
“You know why, Malik.” Yugi tries to glare at the pale blonde.
“What if I do not wish to be alone with him.”
“Malik, just behave and do it.” Joey crosses his arms over the pale brown fabric covering his chest.
“Why should I do as you say?”
“Because you are embarrassing us.”
“And Joey is the oldest. We have always listened to him.” Yugi leans back into Yami’s chest.
“He is only three years older than me.” Malik’s voice begins to rise.
“Malik, please.” Yugi begs.
“I do not see the point in meeting with mori’quessirea. You all can destroy your own lives but I choose not to.” Malik turns on his bare heels and runs off through the trees, fallen leaves stirring on the ground.
“Malik!” Joey calls after his friend.
“It is alright. I will go speak to him.” Marik starts to walk after the other pale blonde.
“Be careful, mellonamin.” Yami watches his friend disappear.
“Perhaps I should be the one going after him. He will not take kindly to having a mori’quessir following him.” Joey steps forward.
“He will be fine, Joey. Do not worry.” Yami tries to reassure the sandy blonde.
“Marik will not do your friend any harm. He just wishes to get to know him better.” Bakura removes his lips from Ryou’s neck long enough to speak before continue with his task, the smaller elf giggling quietly.
“Are you having fun, Bakura?” Yami chuckles.
“Yes, but I believe I would have more fun without so many eyes on us. Come, elle’quessir, let us find some where more private to talk.” Bakura gently grabs one of Ryou’s hands and pulls him in the opposite direction Malik and Marik went in.
“It seems to be that they are liking each other.” Yugi giggles.
“I believe we should follow their example.” Yami states as he begins to walk into the lighter area of trees, his arms still wrapped around the little tri-colored haired elf. Leaning over he whispers in Yugi’s ear. “I think we should leave those two alone for a while.”
Yugi looks over his shoulder at his tall sandy blonde friend, he smiles as he sees Joey fidgeting with his shirt. His eyes turned down, bare feet kicking lightly at the dirt on the ground. Seto stands a few feet away with his arms crossed over his chest, his head turned in the direction opposite of Joey.
“Will they talk?” He asks Yami quietly.
“Yes, it will just take a moment for Seto to get comfortable enough to talk.”
“Same with Joey.” Yugi smiles.
TBC
030705/19006
Translations:
(1) Yee! – Eek!
(2) elle – little
(3) Tenna’ telwan. – Until later.
(4) Amin hiraetha – I am sorry
(5) Ohtar – Warrior (a name, you’ll meet who it belongs to later)
(6) Vedui – Greetings
(7) Saesa amentien llie. – Pleasure meeting you all.
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Disclaimer: Unfortunately anything dealing with Yu-gi-oh does not belong to me but to a very rich and lucky person. So no suing!
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), AU (so no spoilers), maybe more…
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
General A/N: I was going to update yesterday but my computer decided to crash on me. I spent all day working on it and by the time it got working again I was too tired to do anything else revolving around this computer. But neway, here is the next chapter….
Chapter Three
by Ravenx
A small figure sits on top of a large boulder in the middle of a clearing, his legs crossed and his hands resting on his knees. Tall trees loom around the figure in a large circle, their branches casting swaying shadows on the cool ground. A light brown and white deer runs across the clearing quickly, it’s hoofs snapping a twig. Still the figure remains motionless, his eyes closed.
“Am I intruding?” Breath blows softly against the small form’s ear.
“Yee!(1)” Light purple eyes snap open to look to his left where a smiling tri-colored haired head is leaning around him. “Yami! When did you arrive here?”
“Just a few moments ago, elle(2) Yugi.” Yami rearranges himself so that Yugi sits between his out stretched legs, his arms wrapping loosely around the little elf’s waist.
“I must not have heard you.” Yugi blushes. “I am sorry.”
“Do not be sorry. You were deep in meditation and I was trained to be silent even to elf ears.” Yami’s lips brush against Yugi’s little pointed ear.
“I am glad to see you so soon.” Yugi leans back into Yami’s leather covered chest.
“I could not stay away longer than one day. I had to see you again.”
“How did you find me?”
“Your scent is different from any other I have smelt. It was actually quite easy. Once I saw you were alone and not with your friends I thought we could spend some time together.”
“It is alright if my friends see you. I told them about you.”
“You did? And what did they say about you talking to a mori’quessir?”
“Malik was upset. He said I could get banished from our land if I was seen talking with you.”
“He is right, you know.” Yami tightens his hold on Yugi’s waist slightly.
“Yes but I do not care.”
“And what about your other friends?” Yami smiles.
“They were interested in what we talked about. They wish me to ask you a question.”
“Mani?”
“They wish to see your friends.”
“Why?”
“Well, Ryou says he felt something when the one called Bakura touched him. And Joey says the same thing about when he touched the one named Seto. They wish to talk to them so that they can understand what they felt.”
“Do you think they feel what we feel?”
“And what do we feel?” Yugi asks quietly.
“I do not know what you feel but my heart longs to be near you all the time.”
“As does mine.” Yugi turns to the side, bending his legs over one of Yami’s leather clad legs, his side pressing into the taller elf’s chest as he snuggles his head between the other’s neck and shoulder.
“I am glad to hear that, elle’quessir.” Yami runs one of his hands through Yugi’s thick spiky hair, leaning down to kiss the little elf’s forehead.
“Do you think your friends will meet with mine?”
“I do not know. But what about your one friend, Malik?”
“He agreed to meet as well, all though he did seem a little reluctant.”
“I will ask my friends. If they agree how about meeting here in one hour?”
“No, Malik said he would only come if we are not in an area where our kind could come along and see us. He fears being banished.” Yugi’s fingers move in small designs on Yami’s leather clad chest.
“Very well. What about the place where we first met, near the Dark Forest? Kalina’quessirea hardly ever dare to approach it.”
“I think that will be fine. In one hour?”
“Yes.”
“I suppose this means we must move.” Yugi pouts.
“Yes, elle’quessir. But we shall see each other soon for even if my friends refuse to meet with your friends I will be waiting for you.” Yami kisses Yugi once again on the forehead before carefully untangling their limbs and climbing down from the large boulder.
“I shall see you soon, morier.” Yugi smiles as he waves to the disappearing figure of the other elf.
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A cool breeze moves dry brown leaves across the dirt covered ground. Patches of dead grass line a slightly visible path. Black boots walk calmly down the worming trail, the owner’s spiky tri-colored hair blowing gently in the wind. Narrow, dark purple eyes glance from side to side looking into every dark shadow that hides in and around the surrounding tall trees. A movement to the right causes the figure to stop walking, his knees bending and hands coming up into a fighting stance.
“What do you plan on doing, Yami? Attaching me?”
“I should be asking you the same question, Mai.” Yami smiles as he stands up straight.
A smirking long haired blonde woman steps out from behind a dark tree, her purple eyes watching Yami closely. A short, tight, dark purple leather skirt hangs low on her hips to show off pale, long legs. A matching color leather tank top encases her upper body, the hem high giving a view of a slightly muscled stomach.
“May I ask why you are coming back from the forbidden zone?”
“That is none of your concern.” Yami continues to walk down the path.
“Does it have anything to do with Marik’s quick recovery?” Mai asks as she walks next to the taller elf.
“Perhaps.”
“Why are you in such a hurry, Yami?”
“Why are you asking so many questions?” Yami glances to his side at the blonde elf.
“I only wish to make sure my friend will not be harmed.”
“Do you honestly think I can be easily harmed?”
“N’uma. But one can not be to careful.” Mai smiles.
“Do you know where the others are?”
“I believe Bakura is with Marik in his cave. Seto I am not sure about.”
“Seto does not like being around others unless necessary, I will have to hunt him down.”
“Or you could just go to the one elf that knows where he is at all times.” Mai smirks.
“That would be quicker, would it not.” Yami chuckles. “I shall see you later, Mai.”
“Tenna’ telwan.(3)” Mai turns to disappear between to large, dark trees.
Yami continues down the path until he reaches a large tree root sticking out of the ground that comes up to his knees. Turning right he heads behind two trees that have grown together, he continues to walk for several yards before coming to a clearing. He stops at the edge and smirks at what he sees.
Laying on the dead grass in the shade of the clearing is a short elf with long jet black hair, his eyes closed as his head rolls from side to side on the ground. His boot covered heals dig into the ground, the navy, leather pants rest low on his hips. The loose, long sleeved navy shirt that he wears is unbutton to reveal a smooth, white chest that is currently being licked.
Another jet-black haired elf leans over the first, his hair in a neat pony tail high on the back of his head. His bright green eyes smirk up at the face of the other elf. His dark green tank top clings to his upper body while his tight, black leather clad legs rest comfortably between the smaller figures spread legs. His hands digging into the ground on either side of the other’s head.
A moan escapes the bottom elf’s lips, his hands moving to pull at the green tank top above him. The larger of the two chuckles as he kisses a path up the other’s chest and neck until he reaches the soft lips, taking them fiercely with his own. Yami rolls his eyes before moving into the clearing.
“Is it possible for the two of you to wait a moment?”
“You show yourself at the worst times, Yami.” The green eyed elf sighs as he sits back on his heels, his hands gliding up and down on the outside of the other’s legs.
“Amin hiraetha, Duke.” Yami chuckles. “I need to ask something of Mokuba.”
“Mani?” The smaller elf opens his violet eyes to look over at the tall tri-colored haired elf.
“Where is your brother?”
“Can you not find him on your own? Did you have to interrupt us?” Duke asks, one of his hands running up Mokuba’s thin stomach.
“I do not have time to look all over the forest for him. Do you know where he is, Mokuba?”
“Of course I know where he is, do I not always know?” The small black haired elf gently slaps the hand moving up his chest.
“Then tell him so that we can continue what we were doing.” Duke says.
“He is at the edge of the forest near the Death Mountains.” Mokuba moans as Duke tweaks a nipple.
“Thank you. Please continue.” Yami chuckles as he crosses the clearing and disappears through the line of trees.
Yami walks several yards before he comes to a row of trees that are grow tightly together, barely enough room between them to allow a person through. Dark purple eyes roll over the row until they stop at a space wide enough for him to enter, slipping easily through the rough hole he looks from side to side until he sees a figure a couple feet away sitting on a small hill.
“How did you find me, Yami?” A deep voice cuts through the open, cool air.
“How do you think?”
“I should learn to quit telling my brother where I am going.” The brunette chuckles.
“I do not think that is possible.” Yami moves to stand by Seto’s side. “What are you doing out here?”
“Do you even have to ask?”
“Spending some time with Ohtar?(5)”
“Yes. Why have you come looking for me, Yami?” Seto’s deep blue eyes look across a deep valley to a giant mountain in the distance.
“I wish to ask you a question.”
“What question?”
“If you could meet the sandy blonde elf from the other day, would you wish to?”
“Of course not. He is a kalina’quessir. Why would I wish to see him again?”
“Because you have not been able to stop touching your own chest from where he laid his hand upon you.” Yami chuckles as he motions to the brunette’s hand laying gently on the middle of his chest.
“That is not the reason.” Seto snaps, his hand quickly lowering.
“Of course not.”
“Why do you ask this question?”
“Because he wishes to see you.”
“Mani?” Seto stands in one fluid movement, his eyes staring at the elf now in front of him.
“I have talked to his friend, the one that healed Marik, he says all of them wishes to see us.”
“You are talking with kalina’quessirea now, Yami?”
“Do you wish to met Joey or not?” Yami’s dark purple eyes look over the other’s face closely.
“That is his name?”
“Uma, I was told it yesterday but was unable to find you to give you the information.”
“He wishes to see me?”
“Correct. He felt something when he touched you but he is unsure of what it means. He wishes to speak with you to try and understand. Do you wish to speak with him?”
“When?”
“In less than an hour. I must ask Bakura and Marik if they wish to come as well.”
“Then I will come with you. If those two decide to go so will I.”
“Since when do you require someone else to make your decisions?” Yami raises an eyebrow.
“I do not require such a thing. I just wish to see what they think of the situation.” Seto growls. “Are we going to find them or just stand here?”
“Calm yourself, mellonamin. We shall go and ask them now. Mai said they were at Bakura’s cave.” The tall tri-colored haired elf turns and squeezes through the small space he came out of moments before, Seto right behind him.
“Dare I ask where you found my little brother?” Seto asks after a couple minutes spent in silence.
“He was with Duke in the small clearing.”
“And I presume they were not just talking.”
“From what I saw they were doing no talking.” Yami peaks at Seto out of the corner of his eyes. “There was a lot of moaning though.”
“I do not need to hear that about my baby brother.” Seto growls.
“At least I am not describing it to you.” Yami chuckles.
The two turn to the left around a tree stump before coming to a stop. Before them is a large cave entrance, the inside so dark they can not see more than a couple feet into it. Vines hang around the open hole, dry leaves blow across the entrance.
“Bakura! Marik! Are you in there?” Yami calls out.
“What is it that you want?” A voice travels out of the cave.
“I wish to speak with you both. Come out here.”
“Mani?” A tall pale blonde appears followed by a slightly shorter white haired elf, the two stop at the entrance to the cave.
“Would you wish to see the kalina’quessirea from the other day again?” Yami asks.
“Why do you ask this?” Bakura crosses his arms over the loose, black, long sleeved shirt that covers his chest.
“Because you are able to.”
“How?” Marik steps closer to the other elf, his eyebrows raised in interest.
“I have made friends with the one that healed you, Marik. I was just with him when he told me that his friends would like to meet with all of us.”
“Why?” Bakura questions.
“They wish to talk so that they can understand some feelings they have been having.”
“I will be able to meet Malik face to face?” Marik grins slightly.
“Yes, but he is the only one that is a little reluctant. He fears being banished for being seen with us. That is why we are meeting were we first came in contact with them since not many of their kind visit that area.” Yami looks back and forth between the two elves. “Do you wish to go?”
“Uma.” Bakura says without hesitation.
“I will go as well.” Marik nods.
“What of you, Seto?” Yami turns to look at the brunette that seems deep in thought.
“Uma, I will go.”
“Good, than let us get moving. We only have a couple minutes before we are to meet them.”
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“Are you sure this is where we are to meet them?” Joey’s honey colored eyes look over the row of dark trees that lead into the Dark Forest.
“Yes, he said to meet where we first saw them.” Yugi leans against the rough trunk of a tree, his own eyes looking up and down the row of trees.
“What if his friends choose not to meet with us?” Ryou wraps his arms around himself as he stands in between two tall trees.
“Then we will be safe.” Malik has his arms crossed over his bare chest as he sits on a large tree root near the cool ground.
“Are you going to act like this when they come, Malik?” The smallest elf sighs.
“Perhaps.”
“Please try not to embarrass us.” Ryou giggles as Malik shoots a glare in his direction.
“I just do not see why you are all wanting to meet with mori’quessirea.”
“I can not speak for the others but Yami is nice and charming.” Yugi smiles.
“That is sweet of you to say, elle Yugi.”
The small elf jumps slightly as the new voice comes from next to him. Suddenly he finds a strong arm wrapped around his lower back, the hand resting on his loosely covered hip. Looking up he sees dark purple eyes smiling down at him.
“Vedui,(6) Yami.” Yugi leans on the taller elf, burying his blushing face into his firm chest.
“Where are your friends.” Malik asks firmly.
“Please, Malik. Try to behave yourself.” Yugi whispers.
“I only wish to know if there is a reason for me to be here.”
“Only if you wish to meet Marik.” Yami wraps his other arm around the front of Yugi.
“Who is that?”
“Me.” A voice speaks from behind the smaller pale blonde causing him to jump up and turn around.
Light violet eyes stare up into dark violet ones. Malik takes a step back as the taller pale blonde walks closer to him, his eyes raking the smaller form up and down. A smirk forms on Marik’s lips as he reaches out a hand to brush across Malik’s smooth cheek. The shorter elf gasps before taking another step back.
“Do not dare touch me.” Malik hisses.
“Malik!” Yugi calls, his head coming up from Yami’s chest. “Be polite.”
“It is alright. I can understand what he is feeling. Perhaps if we were to talk he would calm down.”
“Would you allow that, Malik?” Yugi asks.
“I guess it would not hurt. As long as he keeps his hands to himself.”
“I will do that.” Marik smirks as he lets his hands fall to his sides.
“Does that go for me?” A new voice asks.
Ryou squeaks as he finds arms wrapped around his waist, hands resting lightly on his slim stomach. Breath blows his long white hair as a chin moves to rest on one of his shoulders. Turning his head slightly he sees another white haired elf, a grin firmly in place on his lips. Ryou blushes, his head turning back to face forward.
“Is this alright, elle’quessir?” Bakura whispers.
“Uma.” Ryou whispers back.
“Proper introductions are in order I guess.” Yami speaks up. “These are my friends Marik, Bakura, and Seto. And I am Yami.”
“Seto?” Joey looks around, his honey colored eyes not finding the third elf.
“Seto do stop hiding and come out to see our new friends.”
“I am not hiding.” A tall brunette steps out from behind a tall oak tree, his black leather trench coat flaring around his legs.
“If you say so.” Yami chuckles into Yugi’s thick hair.
“I am Yugi and these are my friends. Ryou, Malik, and Joey.” The smallest elf motions to each of his friends as he says their name.
“Saesa amentien llie.(7)” Yami lets his dark purple eyes rake over the elves around him.
“What are we to do now?” Malik asks, his arms wrapping around his bare waist.
“I thought you wished to talk with us?” Bakura speaks as he nuzzles on Ryou’s neck, the smaller white haired boy shivering slightly.
“We do.” Joey says as he looks out the corner of his eyes at the tall brunette standing a few feet to his right.
“How about we pair off? Ryou with Bakura, Malik with Marik, Joey with Seto, and Yugi with me.”
“Why those pairs?” Malik asks as he looks worriedly to the tall pale blonde in front of him.
“You know why, Malik.” Yugi tries to glare at the pale blonde.
“What if I do not wish to be alone with him.”
“Malik, just behave and do it.” Joey crosses his arms over the pale brown fabric covering his chest.
“Why should I do as you say?”
“Because you are embarrassing us.”
“And Joey is the oldest. We have always listened to him.” Yugi leans back into Yami’s chest.
“He is only three years older than me.” Malik’s voice begins to rise.
“Malik, please.” Yugi begs.
“I do not see the point in meeting with mori’quessirea. You all can destroy your own lives but I choose not to.” Malik turns on his bare heels and runs off through the trees, fallen leaves stirring on the ground.
“Malik!” Joey calls after his friend.
“It is alright. I will go speak to him.” Marik starts to walk after the other pale blonde.
“Be careful, mellonamin.” Yami watches his friend disappear.
“Perhaps I should be the one going after him. He will not take kindly to having a mori’quessir following him.” Joey steps forward.
“He will be fine, Joey. Do not worry.” Yami tries to reassure the sandy blonde.
“Marik will not do your friend any harm. He just wishes to get to know him better.” Bakura removes his lips from Ryou’s neck long enough to speak before continue with his task, the smaller elf giggling quietly.
“Are you having fun, Bakura?” Yami chuckles.
“Yes, but I believe I would have more fun without so many eyes on us. Come, elle’quessir, let us find some where more private to talk.” Bakura gently grabs one of Ryou’s hands and pulls him in the opposite direction Malik and Marik went in.
“It seems to be that they are liking each other.” Yugi giggles.
“I believe we should follow their example.” Yami states as he begins to walk into the lighter area of trees, his arms still wrapped around the little tri-colored haired elf. Leaning over he whispers in Yugi’s ear. “I think we should leave those two alone for a while.”
Yugi looks over his shoulder at his tall sandy blonde friend, he smiles as he sees Joey fidgeting with his shirt. His eyes turned down, bare feet kicking lightly at the dirt on the ground. Seto stands a few feet away with his arms crossed over his chest, his head turned in the direction opposite of Joey.
“Will they talk?” He asks Yami quietly.
“Yes, it will just take a moment for Seto to get comfortable enough to talk.”
“Same with Joey.” Yugi smiles.
TBC
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Translations:
(1) Yee! – Eek!
(2) elle – little
(3) Tenna’ telwan. – Until later.
(4) Amin hiraetha – I am sorry
(5) Ohtar – Warrior (a name, you’ll meet who it belongs to later)
(6) Vedui – Greetings
(7) Saesa amentien llie. – Pleasure meeting you all.
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