Full Moon

Full Moon

By Mally-chan and hatochiisai

Disclaimer: We do NOT own Yugioh. All original characters DO belong to us, such as Mikado, Ahmose and Takeru, who are hato’s.

YAOI WARNING

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Chapter 2

Ice Moon

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Yami made his way to the nearest fast food joint for lunch before his Chemistry class in an hour. There was a rustling, and then a black wolf with white markings emerged from some bushes. It trotted over and sat down before him, wagging his tail and holding a chemistry book in his mouth. And not just any chemistry book; Yami's chemistry book. Yami and Ahmose, finding the college text books expensive, took the same classes and just bought one book to share. As in, Ahmose read the book and highlighted the important parts, and Yami read whatever Ahmose highlighted.

Yami smirked and took the book. "Well hello there." he said after a moment. "How's Ahmose doing?" he asked wiping the wolf-spit off of it.

The wolf, who Yami knew to be Mikado, lay his ears back and his tail stopped wagging. He gave a sad and anxious whine, scooting closer to Yami.

Yami frowned and scratched Mikado's ears. "Your father tore him up, didn't he?" he asked looking a bit saddened himself.

Mikado drooped and whined again, but licked Yami's hand a bit, then nudged the book with his nose.

Yami sighed and opened the book. "I keep telling him it might be best to... stop." he mumbled looking down. "I love him, and I hate seeing him hurt."

Yami found that Ahmose, despite being injured, had still read the chapter for the day and had highlighted the important parts for Yami to go over before class.

Yami smiled and shook his head. "Tell that brother of yours I love him... and to take it easy." he said ruffling Mikado's fur.

Mikado gave Yami a nod and a little yip, then turned and ran off for home.

Yami shook his head once more. "Ahmose, you're going to get yourself killed one day..." he mumbled beginning to read Ahmose's notes.

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That evening, after taking Ryou out to dinner, Seto drove him home in the limo. When they got there, to Ryou's surprise, Marik in his wolf form was lying on the front porch. He immediately picked up his head and began wagging his tail. When he saw Ryou get out of the car, he began barking excitedly and ran over, tail wagging so hard his butt wiggled. He began jumping around making eager noises. Seto blinked.

"I didn't know you had a dog." He said.

Ryou giggled. "He's not my dog." he said petting Marik. "He comes to visit me." he explained. "And I feed him for it."

Seto smiled. "He a stray? Seems like a nice dog." And he held out his hand for Marik to sniff. Marik froze and stared, then slowly approached, as if shy, and sniffed Seto's hand.

Ryou smiled. "He's very nice. He keeps me safe when I'm at home." Ryou explained. "Thank you for the wonderful day." He added softly. "So... tomorrow you'll be picking me up here?"

Seto smiled and nodded. "At three." He said. Marik lay his ears back and glared at Seto, but the man didn't notice.

Ryou nodded. "Alright." Ryou said nodding. "I'll be ready." He cooed.

Seto smiled and turned to get into his car, only to find the "dog" lifting his leg and urinating on the vehicle.

Ryou glared at Marik and tapped his foot. "Bad dog!" he scolded loudly, and grabbed Marik by his scruff and pulled him away. "I'm so sorry..." he said pouting, looking near tears. "I didn't know he'd do that!"

Seto blinked, then burst out laughing. "Don't worry about it!" He said. "It's just a dog. Who knows why they do what they do." He smiled and moved closer to Ryou, and hugged him. "See you tomorrow?" He asked softly.

Ryou blushed and nodded slowly, his cheeks painted a very pretty pink. "Y-yes of course."

Seto smiled and kissed Ryou's cheek, lightly. Marik's hackles raised and he began to growl.

Ryou blushed more and gave Seto a surprised look, and a soft gasp. He blinked a few times, hand going to his cheek, as they darkened. "T-tomorrow..." he squeaked.

Seto grinned. "Sure thing..." He said, and got into the car, which drove away. Marik growled after it.

Ryou waved with his free hand, the other still touching his cheek. He backed up slowly and shook his head a bit. "H-hello Marik. Would... you like to come in for some dinner?"

Marik sent a few barks after Seto, but then turned and acted like a puppy delighting in seeing his master returned home after a long day of being alone.

Ryou shook his head and headed to the door. "Why were you on my front porch?" he asked letting Marik in and closing the door behind them.

Marik changed right before Ryou's eyes into the man, and he stared at Ryou. "Because I missed you." He said softly, not even noticing his own nudity, since he was used to it.

Ryou however did, he turned dark red and whined. "MARRIIIIK!!" he whined. "NAKED! CLOTHES!! PUT THEM ON!!"

Marik blinked, and looked down. "Oh!" And he covered himself with his hands. "My clothes are in the flower bed!"

Ryou whined louder. "You were digging in my flower bed?!" he covered his eyes. "Just go get some of my father's pajamas! Third door on the left upstairs!"

"No!!! I wasn't digging in the flowerbed!!" Marik laughed. "they are neatly folded and set behind the Azalea bush!!!"

"CLOTHES! NOW!" Ryou wailed. "NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW!"

Marik ran out the front door naked and dove into the garden.

When he got back, Ryou was pouting. "My neighbors will think I'm a freak... naked men running out of my house..." he pouted cutely. "What would father say if he saw that?"

Marik came in again a moment later, dressed. In the same clothes he had been wearing since the previous morning.

Ryou wrinkled his nose again. "Marik! Take those off! You've been wearing them twenty four hours at least! Gross!" he squealed. "take them off take them off! Go take a bath and put on my father's pajamas, they'll fit. I'll wash your clothes." he said shaking his head. "Gross!"

Marik sighed. "Okay, okay, okay..." And he made his way to the bathroom, undressing and getting into the shower. When Ryou came in to deliver the pajamas, he found himself unable to not look at the tan body on the other side of the fogging glass.

Ryou blushed, swallowing hard. Marik was...very handsome. He was strong and well built and he couldn't stop a naughty image of that body pressing against his...

Ryou shook his head and put the black silken pajamas on the counter, gathering Marik's dirty laundry and carrying them out, blushing darkly and looking relieved, and also disappointed his little fantasy hadn't become a reality. Shame! Such naughty images!

Marik washed quickly but thoroughly, shampooing his hair, then turned off the shower and shook himself, much like a dog. The he got out, toweled his body and hair dry of what he didn't shake off, and then dressed in the pajamas, that were only SLIGHTLY too big. then he shuffled out of the bathroom with the towel around his neck to keep his hair from getting the back of the pajamas wet; he hated when wet pajamas stuck to his back.

Downstairs, Ryou was just finishing putting the soap in the washing machine, humming softly. There was a delicious scent in the air, which indicated Ryou was cooking as well.

Marik stopped in the hallway and smiled, sniffing the air, and his keen ears picked up Ryou's humming.

'I could live like this in this house with this boy and die the happiest and luckiest dog there ever was...' He thought to himself.

Ryou continued his humming, heading back to the kitchen, the soft noises of the washing machine beginning it's work indicating Marik's clothes were being washed. Ryou wasn't cooking anything fantastic tonight. Just some hot crispy sandwich melts with chopped bits of steak and gooey melted cheese seasoned with chipolte sauce, some fries and sodas.

Marik walked into the kitchen, smiling at Ryou.

"Smells great." He said, walking over to Ryou, sniffing. He grinned. "And so do you."

Ryou blinked. "I do?" he said confusedly. "I'm sure I just smell like laundry detergent..." he sniffed his arm and giggled. "Just my laundry soap."

Marik frowned. "You also smell like Rich Boy. But you have your own personal scent. It's nice."

Ryou blinked, then giggled more. "Well I have been with Seto all day. Why were you growling at him?" he asked softly. "Since you bring him up."

Marik frowned, and Ryou could swear that if Marik were in either of his two other forms his ears would be back. "... 'Cuz." Marik mumbled.

"Because?" Ryou said crossing his arms. "Because isn't a reason to bark and growl and pee all over someone's very nice car!" He scolded.

At that, Marik's frown turned into an amused grin.

"He can hose it down when he gets home!!" He commented with a casual wave of the hand. "Hell, he can HIRE someone to hose it down when he gets home."

Ryou frowned. "Marik...If you're going to act like that, then perhaps having you come see me isn't a good idea." He warned. "You don’t do that."

Marik pouted. "Awww... I was just having a bit of fun... and it did less harm than biting him, which was what I REALLY wanted to do..."

Ryou frowned. "Why?"

Marik glared at the table. "I don' like 'im..." He mumbled, but a slight pinkish tinge rose in his cheeks.

Ryou blinked and smiled. "You're blushing."

Marik's eyes widened and his blush got three times worse. "I am NOT!!!" Marik howled.

"Oh yes you are!" Ryou giggled "You're as red as a tomato!" he giggled more.

Marik whined and covered his face with his hands.

Ryou giggled once more before getting their sandwiches and fries. "Here." he cooed, setting Marik's down before him, and fixing them some soda. "I won’t tell Seto you like him." he said laughing softly.

XD!!!!

Marik, who had sipped his soda, suddenly spewed it across the table and began choking and coughing.

Ryou shook his head amusedly, getting some napkins and mopping up the soda. "Honestly" he cooed rubbing Marik's back with his free hand.

Marik coughed and wiped his mouth. "Who said I liked HIM?!? " He blurted in a strained tone.

"You were blushing when you said you didn't like him." Ryou said pointedly. "you're trying to get his attention." he giggled. "Otherwise you wouldn't be so rude to him."

Marik gave Ryou a look of complete disbeleif. Was the boy REALLY this naive and blind?!

Ryou shook his head once more. "You shouldn't be so childish. I don’t think Seto will notice you that way. You should try being nice to him. Perhaps being human could help too." he giggled.

Marik groaned and rolled his eyes. "I like Seto Kaiba about as much as Ahmose does." He said.

"Then why were you blushing?" Ryou said calmly.

Marik groaned and shook his head with a sigh. "Nothing, nothing..." He mumbled, making a second attempt to enjoy his soda.

"Then you like Seto." Ryou reasoned. "People don’t blush for no reason."

"I DON'T LIKE SETO!!!" Marik howled.

Ryou began eating, looking quite amused. "I'm sure."

Marik grumbled to himself, stuffing a french fry into his mouth. "Stupid rich arrogant jackass..."

"You shouldn't say that if you like him." Ryou said after a moment. "You'll never get him with that attitude."

"I don't WANT him!!!" Marik howled, before finally blurting. "I want YOU, dammit!!!"

Ryou blinked staring at Marik quite shocked. "M-me...?" he squeaked.

Marik blinked as well, and blushed again, looking down at his plate and stuffing another fry into his mouth, then gave a tiny nod.

A dark blush crept up Ryou's cheeks. "B-but...why me?"

Marik looked at Ryou and offered him a timid smile. "Because... you have something that no one else does..."

"What?" Ryou asked lowering his eyes and beginning to drink his soda, hiding behind his bangs.

"I dunno..." Marik mumbled. "There's just something about you that's... special."

Ryou blushed darkly despite hiding behind his hair. "Me....special?" he looked down. "I'm not special at all."

Marik smiled. "Yes you are..." He said, a tenderness in his voice.

Ryou looked up and bit his lip. "I've never been special..." he said softly. "Why would I start now?"

Marik smiled and shrugged. "Maybe you've just moved to a place where people can appreciate you more?" He asked.

Ryou smiled slightly. "A nice thought... but I doubt it. I've never been particularly special. I'm clumsy and awkward, I'm not handsome, or particularly skilled at anything..."

"Well, I think you're beautiful." Marik said. "And what do you mean not particularly skilled at anything? You're a BRILLIANT cook!!!"

Ryou's smile broadened. "Cooking isn't a skill, it's an art." he giggled.

"Ah... but must you be skilled in art to be called an artist?" Marik asked. "YOU are a true culinary artist."

Ryou had the most beautiful smile on his face. "Thank you..." he cooed. "I feel special, even if I am not particularly special.." he said proudly.

"You ARE special." Marik said with a grin. "Hell, you got Seto Kaiba's attention. No one's been able to do THAT before."

Ryou burst out laughing at that. "I teach him english! He's not dating me!" he giggled.

"HE KISSED YOU!!!" Marik howled, throwing his hands up into the air. "And THAT'S why I growled at him!!!"

"He kissed my cheek!" Ryou giggled. "Father kisses my cheek all the time! It's a common way to say hello or goodbye!"

Marik frowned and grumbled. "Well... it was TOO friendly to me..."

"You're jealous?" Ryou asked blinking. "Why?"

"because I like you!!!" Marik whined. "I don't want him touching you!!!"

Ryou blushed. "But...wouldn't you get into trouble? You're a werewolf..."

Marik sighed. "I... well, obviously, the Alpha can't find out..." He said softly.

"He'd kill us both... wouldn't he?" Ryou said looking sad.

Marik winced and looked down. "P-Possibly..."

Ryou sighed. "He's already out to get me...Marik...I dont know..." he said softly. "I'm frightened enough..."

Marik smiled. "I'll do all I can to protect you..."

"But you're a werewolf!" Ryou said shaking his head. "How would it work?"

Marik shrugged. "I dunno. It's working for Yami and Ahmose."

Ryou sighed softly. "We'll see..." he said shaking his head. "I just dont know...is that beastiality?"

Marik blinked, then laughed. "uhhh.... hmmm..."

Ryou whined. "Oh god it IS!" he wailed turning even MORE red.

Marik laughed harder. "Calm down. Only if we do something when I'm in a non-human form."

Ryou whined. "Ewwwww!" he squeaked making the most adorable nose-scrunched face. "heaven forbid!"

Marik gave Ryou a toothy grin. “Actually… I’ve heard that the sex in the halfway forms is absolutely mind blowing…”

"Not in this lifetime it's not." Ryou said sternly.

"Awwwww..." Marik pouted, but was grinning and giggling a bit.

Ryou shook his head. "So that's why you were sitting on my porch..." Ryou said softly. "You're trying to court me." he giggled softly.

Marik blinked. "Well... actually... Um... I dunno. I guess... but... I DID miss you..." He stammered, blushing.

Ryou giggled softly. "You were hoping to court me. You want meeeee." he sang teasingly.

"Didn't I already confess to that?" Marik asked, blushing.

Ryou giggled. "I should play hard to get." Ryou said thoughtfully.

Marik groaned. "Nooooo... I'm not very good at this, I've never done it before!!!"

Ryou laughed at that. "Well you are apparently competing with the richest man in Japan." Ryou giggled. "I think that means I'm SUPPOSED to play hard to get."

Marik whined and let his head fall to the table.

Ryou looked ecstatic. "I've never been wanted before." he said eagerly. "This will be so fun!" he finished his food and put his plate into the dishwasher. "Make yourself comfortable. I'm going to take a shower." he cooed ruffling Marik's hair.

Marik's eyes widened and he seemed to perk at that. "You are?"

Ryou nodded. "Yes I am." he replied calmly. "Why dont you pick our movie for tonight?"

Marik blinked. "Okay." He said, standing and heading to the closet.

Ryou left. Moments later Marik heard said shower start, as well as soft humming.

Marik picked a movie and waited, but eventually, he couldn't take it anymore... he made his way to the bathroom and changed to his wolf form, then crept in and sat in the doorway, the movie in his mouth.

The sight that met Marik's eyes was possibly the most sexy thing he could have seen, short of Ryou doing something deliberatly sexy. He was washing his long white hair, head tilted back, mouth slightly open as he scrubbed and rinsed, his pale lithe body arched just so...and soaking wet. Ryou was completely oblivious to his little spy, humming to himself as he washed.

Marik's ears (and something else) perked and he wagged his tail.

Ryou continued bathing, not noticing Marik in the least. Marik could clearly see every inch of his pale prize. Free peep show!

He whined slightly, wanting to do SO much more than just peep... His tail was wagging excitedly beyond his control, and his front paws were prancing slightly.

Ryou's humming stopped after a moment, and though the boy didn't open his eyes (he hated water in his eyes) he did make a soft face, and listened. He'd thought he'd heard something...

Marik shut up his eager whimper, but his tail was still thumping the floor.

Ryou scrunched his nose and snapped up his towel, glaring at the doorway. "Marik so help me if you're spying on me..." he warned, hearing the thumping of Marik's tail, just barely.

The thumping suddenly stopped, and then Ryou heard the skittering of claws on a tile floor before all was quiet again.

Ryou smiled slowly and hung his towel back up, and went back to his overly sexy bathing ritual, humming contently.

Marik slowly peeked around the doorframe, ears perked.

Ryou hummed, as he washed oh so slowly...soapy and wet. Every inch of his body was just all the more inviting, the more slick and soapy he got...

the movie fell from Marik's mouth as he licked his muzzle, tail now thumping against the wall.

Ryou's humming stopped once more and he listened. "Marik..." he warned, feigning like he knew Marik was there. He wasn't particularly sure.

Marik sat on his tail.

Ryou smiled assured Marik wasn't there. He went back to his shower, sensually cleaning himself. Finally after a seemingly everlasting sexual peepshow for Marik, he turned off the shower and picked up his towel.

Marik's eyes widened, and he quickly turned and darted off so as not to be caught. He changed back to his human form and pulled his clothes on, setting the DVD on the sofa beside him.

Ryou dressed in a silken white pajama set and walked out drying his hair. He sat next to Marik. "I'd appreciate if you didn't spy on me in the shower." he said softly.

Marik's eyes widened and he turned red. Busted. "Well..." He said after a moment, turning and looking at Ryou with a smirk. "Let's just say... if you can peep, I can."

Ryou blushed. "It's HARDLY peeping to bring you clothes. I wont have a nudist running around my house."

Marik grinned. "Ah, but you stayed for a bit. I could smell you."

Ryou wrinkled his nose. "I also picked up your dirty clothes."

Marik blinked. "Oh... thank you." He said with a smile, staring at Ryou. "You didn't have to..."

Ryou stretched and smiled. "So, what did you pick?"

Marik blinked and looked down at the movie on the sofa between them. "Um... The Bourne Identity."

Ryou smiled and flicked off the lights, putting the dvd into the player. Once again the pair stayed up watching the movie, until Ryou fell asleep against Marik once again. He'd worn himself out once more.

And once again, Marik turned off the TV, and carried Ryou out of the living room. But this time, he didn't take the boy to his bedroom... he took him to the guest bedroom and lay him down in the bed that Ryou had prepared for the werewolf the previous evening. Marik tucked Ryou in, then climbed in himself, sighed and relaxing in the comfortable bed. He smiled and draped an arm over Ryou, and drifted to sleep.

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The next morning Marik awoke to find Ryou curled up against him, tucked as close as he could be, perfectly nestled against him. The sight was heart melting. The sweet youth was slumbering peacefully, nuzzling against his chest and occasionally sighing softly in his sleep.

Marik smiled down at Ryou and held him close, bowing his head and nuzzling the boy, inhaling his delicate scent. He sighed and closed his eyes again, content to just relax with the boy close beside him, AND enjoy the HEAVENLY bed.

Ryou yawned softly and let out a soft whimper. It was the cutest sight Marik had ever seen, his little prize pouting cutely in his sleep, occasionally a soft whimper escaping those slightly parted pink lips. Inviting as they were...

Marik gulped, and quickly shut his eyes again. If he stared at those lips any longer, he would be KISSING them!!! And, well... that would be awkward if Ryou woke up to find Marik kissing him in bed...

"Mmm....Marik....." Ryou murmured softly in his sleep and shivered. He was a little cold.

Marik's eyes shot open at that, but he pulled the blankets up and tucked them around Ryou, letting the boy snuggle into his chest for additional warmth.

Ryou sighed once more and smiled. Those inviting lips once more...This kid was even sexy in his sleep!

Marik squeaked and shut his eyes again. Oh gods... Don't look!!!

After an agonizingly long time, Ryou finally began waking up. He yawned loudly and sat up rubbing his eyes and looking around dazedly. He had the cutest case of bedhead.

Marik quickly shut his eyes and pretended to be asleep, listening and feeling for Ryou's every move.

Ryou shook his head a bit and wrinkled his nose. "ahh..." he mumbled slowly and carefully climbing out of the bed and tucking Marik back in. He quietly crept out.

"Where are you going?" Marik asked.

"Breakfast." Ryou said blinking and turning, picking up a hairbrush and beginning to tame his wild hair. "It's morning."

Marik smiled and lounged on his side, staring at Ryou. "Mm hmm."

Ryou blushed slightly. "What?"

Marik blinked. "What?"

"You're...staring." Ryou said softly, slowly finishing brushing his hair, looking flustered.

Marik smiled. "Yer pretty..."

Ryou blushed and shook his head, scampering from the room.

After a delicious breakfast, Ryou cleaned the dishes, and offered Marik some juice while he went upstairs to dress.

Marik enjoyed his juice, before collapsing on the sofa, grateful that it was Saturday and he didn't have work, and Ryou didn't have school.

Ryou however, hurried downstairs and picked up a book. "I...I have to go soon Marik. You're welcome to stay as long as you want." he cooed. "There's money in the breadbox if you want to order a pizza for lunch."

Marik blinked and sat up, looking very disappointed. "W-What? Where are you going?" He whined.

"I...I have to go to Seto's." Ryou said calmly. "He asked me to come over today."

Marik blinked, then looked down and pouted. "Oh..." He mumbled.

Ryou offered a smile. "Dont look so sad, it'll only be for a little while." Ryou cooed. "You can do whatever you want while I'm gone! There's lots of things to do! I even have videogames."

Marik sighed. "I might go see Ahmose..." He said, standing. "Apparently, his dad lost his temper again and beat the hell out of him. He wasn't in school yesterday... He sent Mikado to Yami to give him the text book they share."

Ryou frowned and nodded. "Will… you be coming back for dinner?" he asked hope slightly in his voice.

Marik blinked. "If you want me." He said.

Ryou nodded. "Y-yes of course! You're always welcome in my home." he cooed opening the door. "Seto will be here soon to pick me up..."

Marik sighed and nodded. "Sure." He said. "Would you... like me to bring dinner over this time? So you can relax instead of cook?"

Ryou blushed. "If you want...I dont mind cooking." he cooed once more.

Marik shrugged. "Well... you've been cooking for me alot, I feel like a lazy bum." He said with a snicker.

Ryou giggled and shook his head. "You're a guest." he reasoned. "It's only proper to spoil you." He squeaked. "Oh! Seto's here...There's keys on the hook." he pointed to the key-hook. "Lock the door when you go!" he called hurrying out.

Marik sighed and nodded, watching Ryou go without letting Seto see him. Then, he left, locking the door behind him, and heading for the Alpha's house to visit his sons since Takeru would be at work. He met Bakura on his way over, who had Yami's chemistry book, taking it to Ahmose for the human.

"Hey." Marik said.

"Hey." Bakura said calmly. "Smell like that kid again." He said smirking. "Takeru's gonna skin you..."

"Takeru's at work." Marik said. "And that kid is better company than YOU dogs... slobbering over each other... and over my BROTHER!!!" He teased, elbowing Bakura.

"Takeru was talking about him the other night." Bakura said chuckling darkly. "About the kid who looked like me, and got away...he's furious."

Marik sighed. "Takeru is a moron." He snorted as they approached the house where said moron resided with his two sons. The yard was overgrown and unkempt, and the house itself was dark. But it was always dark. Takeru had all the windows covered. The pair headed up to the front door and Marik knocked twice, then rang the bell, which was how pack member let each other know that the one at the door was of the pack. A few moments later, Mikado opened the door.

"Oh..." He said, smiling. "Hey."

Bakura grinned. "Hey. Yami sent me back with the book...How's Ahmose feeling?" He asked as Mikado stepped aside to let them in.

Mikado shrugged. "He's okay." He said, taking the book. "He's been better. He's got a wrenched shoulder and sprained wrist... he was afraid that dad broke his arm. Again..."

Bakura nodded. "Want me to pick you guys up some pain medicine for him?" he asked softly. "He's had it rough lately..."

Mikado sighed. "Might be a good idea... Ahmose is almost out of his painkillers. He's... got a cracked rib too. I think... I dunno... dad won't let Ahmose go to the hospital or to a doctor unless he's SURE he needs emergency care."

"You mean like when Takeru ruptured Ahmose's appendix?" Marik asked.

"And the time he burst his spleen. Yeah." Mikado said. "You two want something to drink?"

"GET ME A SODA!!!" Came the call from down the hall. Mikado smiled.

"Sure thing, Ahmose!" Mikado called back.

Bakura laughed. "Well I promised Malik I'd take him out today. There's a motorcycle show and he's crazy over them." Bakura said calmly. "So I'll bring back the painkillers when he's done drooling over the 'birds'."

Marik snorted and rolled his eyes as Mikado fixed a soda. A moment later, Ahmose appeared from the darkened hallway.

"Shit, Ahmose..." Marik said, eyes widening. Ahmose snorted.

"As if you haven't seen me like this before..." Ahmose mumbled, heading into the kitchen. Marik sighed. Ahmose's left arm was in a sling, his left eye was swollen shut, and bruises littered his bare torso. He was also walking with a limp in his left leg.

Bakura yelped slightly. "God if Yami saw you he'd throw a fit..." he said wide eyed. "He really stuck it to you didn't he...?" Bakura said shaking his head. "Why do you let him?"

Ahmose turned in the doorway and looked back at Bakura. "So he doesn't do it to my brother." He said softly, then headed into the kitchen. Marik sighed and folded his arms, frowning and looking at Bakura.

Bakura snorted. "Dont glare at me, you're thinking it too." he said looking away. "Takeru's not getting any younger." he growled. "and if you're not going to do something about it, then dont act all pitiful when he beats the snot out of you."

Ahmose and Mikado both emerged from the kitchen.

"I'll take my father down when the time is right." Ahmose said calmly. "And I will decide when the time is right."

"And when will that be?" Marik asked.

"When I turn twenty one." Ahmose said. "When I'm old enough to take custody of Mikado."

"Planning won’t do a lick of good if he kills you before hand." Bakura said stubbornly.

"He won't." Ahmose said, just as calm and cool as ever. "That would lead to an investigation. And you know he doesn't want any police investigations near us. It would endanger the whole pack."

"Police only come if they suspect something... people have gotten away with far more than murder." Bakura shook his head. "I guess it's a blessing in disguise your father's so fixated on killing Marik's little friend."

Marik frowned and growled. Ahmose blinked. "What?"

"Your bastard father wants to kill Ryou." Marik said. Mikado's eyes widened.

"He won't." Ahmose said. "I'll let him know that he's a friend of ours. Again, he won't risk a police investigation. And deaths ARE investigated. If dad kills me, it will be investigated and he knows it."

Bakura snorted. "Marik's in love." he smirked.

Ahmose's eyes widened. "What?" Marik flushed. "With a human?! Marik, are you MAD?!"

"HAH!!!" Mikado laughed. "Look whose talking!!!" Ahmose blinked, and then HE flushed.

Bakura laughed as well. "You two belong in the same boat. Marik's been following that kid around like a puppy! He reeks of the boy!" Bakura snickered. "What's worse is the boy's being courted by a human! I keep telling him to just let him go...."

Ahmose sighed and shook his head.

"If he loves him, he loves him." He said, sitting down on the sofa, and Marik gave Bakura a smug look. "But if dad finds out, he'll probably kill you both, Marik."

"If he finds out about Yami and Ahmose, he'll just kill Yami." Mikado said with a shrug. "And then the pack will have to leave town."

Bakura snickered slightly. "Poor kid, I'd hate to be in his shoes. Marik's the most reckless one of us. Even his own BROTHER says so."

Marik frowned and pouted.

"Actually, I vote for you, Bakura." Ahmose said with a smirk, and Mikado giggled.

Bakura laughed at that. "Hey I'm not the one in love with the runtiest human I've ever seen." he said smirking at Marik. "You really picked the runt of the litter."

Marik glared. "Fuck off, Bakura." He snapped. Ahmose smirked and sipped his soda.

Bakura laughed more. "It's true! Ahmose you remember him right? The little white haired thing Yugi dragged in.”

Ahmose smirked. "YUGI is the runt of the litter."

"Dude... I am SO telling Yami you said that." Mikado said with a grin, and Ahmose glared.

"You keep your fuckin' mouth shut." He snapped at his little brother, who just grinned and shook his head.

"Nope. You're in the doghouse, Ahmose." He giggled.

"Well...I should get going. Marik, dont you have a bone to dig up or something other than bug Ahmose?" Bakura chuckled. "or maybe you could stalk your little boy-toy." he got up laughing at that. "Oh yes. Malik said to pick up some things at the grocery store for him. Since we're dating and all, and you're not busy."

Marik frowned. "Malik can go to the fuckin' store himself." He snorted. "And I'm NOT stalking Ryou. And he is NOT my boytoy."

"Sure." Bakura teased standing.

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Ryou sighed and got out of the limo, heading up the front steps of the Kaiba Mansion. Seto hadn't come along to pick him up this time. Likely busy with work. Ryou swallowed hard, amazed at the...sheer SIZE of Seto's mansion. When he finally got inside, he gaped in awe. "I-it will be a wonder if I ever find my way out again!" he squeaked looking around.

"Hey..." Said a voice, and Ryou looked up to see a twelve year old boy with long dark hair. "You Ryou?"

Ryou blinked and smiled. "Y-yes I am...I'm a little lost...do you know where Seto is?" he asked hopefully.

the boy smiled. "Yeah! Seto's up here!!! Come on up!!!" He called, and when Ryou reached the top of the stairs, the boy led him down the hall. "I'm Mokuba."

Ryou smiled broadly. "Pleased to meet you!" he said following and looking around. "You live here? It's so big!"

"Yeah. Lots of places to hide when you get in trouble." Mokuba giggled.

Ryou giggled. "Something tells me you get into trouble quite often." he said shaking his head. "What does Seto do in such a big house all day? It must take him at least thirty minutes to find his way...."

Mokuba giggled. "All he does is go back and forth between the front door, his office and his bedroom." He said.

Ryou blinked. "Why so many OTHER rooms then?" he said confusedly.

Mokuba shrugged. "Don't ask me. Our dad owned the house. We just live in it."

Ryou giggled once more. "Which room is he in now?"

"His office." Mokuba said.

"He works so hard..." Ryou said hugging his book slightly. "This isn't a bad time is it?"

"No, he's waiting for you." Mokuba said, and slammed a door open. "HEY SETO!!!"

"FUCK!!!" Came the shout. "Christ, Mokuba!!!

Ryou yelped slightly at that outburst. "Goodness!"

Seto blinked. "Ryou? Oh, hey! You're here!!!" And he stood, all grins.

"Seto, I checked that law." Mokuba said. "And yes, if you have sex with Ryou it's statutory rape." Seto froze. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

"MOKUBA!!!"

Ryou however turned a dark red and squeaked, shrinking behind the book. "O-oh my...." he squeaked. "M-Mokuba d-did you have to say THAT?" he whimpered cutely.

"Yes, he did." Seto snarled, grabbed Mokuba's arm. "Mokuba, what the hell possessed you to say that?!"

"To see you shocked." Mokuba giggled.

"Out!" Seto cried. "Out out OUT!!!"

Ryou watched Mokuba giggle and scramble out from his 'hiding place' behind his book. "I....I..." he stammered softly. "I...Is this a bad time?" Ryou blurted whimpering softly his face beet red.

Seto sighed and shook his head. "No, Mokuba is just being a pain in the ass..." He grumbled, shoving Mokuba out of his office and pulling Ryou in. "Sorry about that..."

Ryou nodded slowly. "Goodness." he mumbled still blushing. "You're not busy are you? I can wait..."

"No, not at all." Seto said. "I was just passing time until you got here."

Ryou smiled softly, slowly recovering from the embarrassment. "D-did you... honestly have him check a law like that?" Ryou said sitting down in one of the chairs.

"No." Seto snorted. "I know the law."

Ryou smiled, looking a great deal more relieved. "Oh thank goodness. That was humiliating..."

"He does that." Seto grumbled.

Ryou nodded and fidgeted with his book. "what would you like to do today?" Ryou asked after a moment, offering Seto a sweet smile. "I...I think we've covered nearly everything. Your english is wonderful."

Seto smiled. "Glad you think so. What would YOU like to do?"

Ryou looked thoughtful. "I'm not sure really...I hadn't planned on doing anything but helping you most of the day." he said sheepishly.

"Well, I'm sure we can come up with something." Seto said, smiling.

Ryou nodded. "That sounds like a good plan." he said setting his book aside and looking thoughtful.

Seto chuckled and relaxed in his chair. "We could go get some lunch..." He mused.

"I just had breakfast!" Ryou laughed. "We could...go for a walk or perhaps a movie..."

Seto shrugged. "We could take that dog of yours for a walk in the park." He suggested.

"Oh he's not my dog." Ryou laughed. "He's already run off for the day as well." he added. "He just comes to visit me at night."

"Oh." Seto said. "Well... he sure ACTS like your dog. Maybe you should... adopt him?"

Ryou giggled again. "He'd like that more than you know." he cooed. "But I'm not sure...He was peeping at me in the shower last night...it's disconcerting.."

"The dog was watching you take a shower?" Seto asked, chuckling. "He sounds like he's attached to you. I've heard of dogs that watch their owners shower, just waiting for them to come out and play with them again."

Ryou blushed at that. "He'd like that..." he said embarrassedly. Seto was telling him a bit more than he cared to think about...

Seto smiled. "Well... adopt him, then." He said. "Get him a collar and a bowl and tags."

Ryou laughed. "I cant. He has his own things to do during the day, and I doubt he'd like it if I got him those things… he's a free spirit."

"What could a dog have to do during the day?" Seto asked, raising an eyebrow.

Ryou laughed. "Only he knows." he giggled. "We can always go to the movies..." he offered.

"Sure." Seto said standing. "And lunch afterwards."

Ryou nodded. "Sounds like a wonderful plan. What shall we see?" he said eagerly. "There's a frightening one in theaters right now..."

"Whatever you want." Seto said, leading the way out of the office.

Ryou followed eagerly, chattering up a storm. He was absolutely thrilled with Seto's progress in english, and glad to accompany him on a more entertaining outing.

The movie was indeed scary, and Seto found Ryou in his lap more than once, not that he minded.

About midway through said frightening movie Ryou had lept into Seto's lap and buried his face into his shoulder at the bloodcurdling scream of the female character, as she was graphically dismembered. Ryou was shaking softly in Seto's lap and shaking his head. "s-so fightening..." he whimpered clutching Seto's shirt, perched in his lap.

Seto chuckled. "Do you want to leave?" He asked.

Ryou shook his head softly. "y-you're still watching...I...I'll be ok." he whimpered jumping at another scream.

Seto snickered. "I don't mind leaving." He said, rubbing Ryou's back.

Ryou sniffled softly. "I'm alright..." he said softly, slowly relaxing. "I just...startle easily."

Seto smiled and held Ryou close, still rubbing his back. He gently kissed his cheek.

Ryou nuzzled into Seto's shoulder and sighed softly, melting into Seto's arms.

Seto smiled and nuzzled Ryou's cheek, then kissed the corner of his mouth.

Ryou 'hmm'ed softly, closing his eyes as he cuddled Seto, ocassionally jumping when a startling noise was played in the theater, but submissively allowing Seto the stolen kisses.

Neither even noticed the movie had ended until the light in the theater came back on. Seto blinked, then gave a sheepish smile. "So, umm... lunch?"

Ryou blushed softly and nodded slowly. "Ah...y-yes." he squeaked nodding.

Seto smiled, blushing, and got up, leading Ryou out of the theater.

Ryou walked close to Seto as they left still a bit shaken. "So...where shall we go for lunch? I've been craving Italian...if it's not too bold to ask..." he said blushing softly.

"Anything you want. Italian it is." Seto said, getting into the limo.

Ryou climbed in as well and sat quietly next to Seto. "Dine in or carry out?" he asked softly, smiling.

"Dine in." Seto said.

Ryou smiled as the limo pulled up infront of a fine italian restaurant. "Oh my..." he said awed. "This is the most expensive place in town!" he squeaked. "I wasn't expecting...I didn't mean to....I mean...!"

Seto smiled. "It's nothing when you're one of the richest guys in the world." He said, chuckling. "Besides... they also have the BEST Italian in town. You'll love it."

Ryou nodded slowly, blushing. "I dont deserve THIS." he said softly. "I'm not worth all this! I'd be happy with a frozen italian tv dinner!"

Seto laughed. "Well, try something different." He said.

Ryou nodded slowly. "You spoil me." he cooed softly, grinning.

Seto smiled. "You deserve it." He said.

Ryou smiled, blushing. "If you say so..." he whispered.

The food was delicious, and Ryou ate politely, enjoying every bite, a pale blush painted across his cheeks the entire time. Occasionally he'd sneak glances at Seto and bite those soft lips that Seto had stolen kisses from not long before.

Seto found Ryou to be VERY charming and adorable, and watched Ryou almost non-stop, hardly noticing the food in his mouth.

This of course made the soft pink darken to pale rose over Ryou's cheeks. The poor boy's eyes catching Seto's when he snuck a glance at the millionaire. He'd let out a soft whimper when he saw Seto was looking, and quickly busied himself with a bread stick, or some of his food.

This always made Seto snicker, and he would pay attention to his own meal for at least thirty seconds before going right back to staring at Ryou.

Finally however, as all good things do, the meal ended and Ryou daintily sipped his water while Seto paid the bill, still sneaking shy glances.

"So..." Seto said as they got up and left. "What would you like to do now?"

Ryou shook his head softly, finding his own shoes quite fascinating. "I dunno...what would you like to do? I picked italian food and movies, it's your turn..."

Seto blinked. "I don't know." He laughed. "I'm a business man... I really don't do alot to have fun, I don't know where to start!!!"

Ryou giggled slightly. "Well pretend this is business and you're trying to entertain a business associate."

Seto blinked. "We go out to nice restaurants, go golfing, which I HATE, horse races, which can be boring..." Seto mumbled.

Ryou giggled. "Surely there's SOMETHING you'd like to do."

Seto shrugged. "I dunno..." He mumbled. "What do you WANNA do?"

Ryou made the cutest exasperated face. "Oh for heaven's sake!" he laughed. "I want to do what you want to do! We've done what I wanted to do all day! It's YOUR turn!"

Seto just laughed, then leaned back and thought. "Ummmm... hmm... uhh... museum?" He asked, hesitantly.

Ryou however looked thrilled. "Oh that sounds fun. Which one?"

"You pick." Seto said, with a playful grin.

Ryou's face immediatly fell into a pout. "Seetooooo!" he whined.

Seto burst out laughing. "Okay, okay!!! Umm... well, how about the Art museum. Mokuba thinks it's boring so he refuses to go there. He likes the natural history museum."

Ryou nodded smiling once more. "I like all museums." he said looking thrilled once more.

Seto nodded and directed his driver to the Art Museum.

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