He Among Us Without Sin

A He Among Us Without Sin

Mally-chan & hatochiisai

YAOI WARNING

Disclaimer: We do not own Yugioh. Hato does own Mikado and Ahmose, though.

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Chapter 35

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Nikolas and Bakura watched silently from a rooftop as Mikado slunk up behind a drunkard pissing in the alley behind the tavern.

"He moves well." Nikolas said. "Silent."

Bakura nodded. "He's had practice..." he chuckled watching as Mikado caught his prey. He chuckled after a moment. "You know... we forgot to mention to him... He's still got his baby fangs..."

Nikolas grinned. "I think he's more than capable..." He chuckled, watching Mikado pull a knife and pierce the man's throat, beginning to feed.

Bakura chuckled. "You should have seen him try to bite my wrist when I told him to go to sleep and he wanted to eat more." he said shaking his head. "He was gnawing on it for nearly three minutes before he started to whine."

Nikolas chuckled. "He knows what he wants and he goes for it."

"If making a fool of himself is part of that." Bakura snickered. "But he's adorable, so I allow it."

"He will be a fine Agent some day. There is talk at the Vatican about him... and you." Nikolas said, watching as Mikado licked the small wound closed and vanished into the darkness before the man knew what had happened.

"Oh? Of me, hmm?" Bakura snorted. "I hope not much."

"They don't like you." Nikolas said. "But everyone agrees that you are good for Mikado. You may manage to teach him what no one else has managed... discipline... patience... foresight... Everyone agrees that he will be an excellent Agent... thanks to you."

Bakura laughed at that. "I never was popular among holy men. Mikado seems to be the only one who can stand me." he said smiling. "But I have never been close to the Vatican, so their opinion of me matters very little."

"They don't like you... and they don't want anyone outside of the Vatican to find out... but they approve of you and Mikado." Nikolas said. "But... they HAVE asked me to... keep an eye on the two of you. And to mentor Mikado a bit, one Vampire Agent to another."

Bakura snorted, offended at that. "You may mentor Mikado, but what I do is my affairs, and none of your concern." he said giving Nikolas a look. "I am no child to be watched."

"I agree." Nikolas said, nodding. "But they will not listen. I will tell them what they want to hear, but Mikado is your fledgling for you to raise. Should you or he ever need me, I will be there, but I intend to leave you to your own devices. You are nearly a thousand years old. I am only twenty two. I think you know what you're doing." He smiled. "I have no advice to offer at being a vampire. But being a vampire AND an Agent... it's not easy. THAT is what I will be here for."

Bakura nodded. "I'm sure Mikado will love your company. He speaks of you a lot." he turned. "But it's growing early..." he said looking at the horizon. "We've an hour or so before dawn, and I intend to make sure my little childe is.... WELL exhausted." he chuckled. "So you'll have to excuse us."

Nikolas raised his eyebrows. "I will not ask. Although... I DO have a question..."

"Yes?" Bakura asked

"... If I gave you the money, could you get me a Bloodstone cross?" Nikolas asked.

"In all honesty..." Bakura said after a moment. "Bloodstone in this realm is gone. I had to bribe Ahmose's demon prince to fetch me some from his realm. He's a nice demon though, I'm sure if you asked, he'd do the same for you."

Nikolas smiled and nodded. "I will. Thank you." He said. A moment later, Mikado scrambled onto the roof.

"How'd I do?" He asked, grinning.

Bakura hugged Mikado proudly. "You did fine Mikado. You didn't kill him, you didn't get caught." he ruffled Mikado's hair. "It was a PERFECT first hunt." he praised. ~Now lets get back to the inn, or the Vatican, so I can reward you properly.~

Mikado's eyes widened and he flushed. "I'm still hungry..." He mumbled quietly.

Bakura smiled. "I'll feed you as well then."

"Yay!" Mikado cheered, latching onto Bakura in a big hug. Nikolas smiled.

"I will see you later then. Merry Christmas." He said, bowing.

"Merry Christmas!!!" Mikado sang.

Bakura smirked and scooped Mikado up as they walked away. "And now... for the celebrations." he chuckled darkly, kissing his lover. "Merry Christmas Mikado." he cooed nuzzling him as he carried his precious lover, something Mikado wouldn't get often once his adult fangs grew in. "Now let’s go open your presents and have wild bloody sex."

Mikado blinked. "Uhhhh... that um... doesn't sound as hot as I think you meant it to..." He said, making a face.

"British term." Bakura said laughing. "It means 'lets fuck damnit'. in your crude words."

"I have NEVER said that..." Mikado grumbled, glaring.

"You're seventeen." Bakura said chuckling. "AND you've spend the majority of your years in the Vatican."

"Yeah?" Mikado said slowly. "Your point?"

"lets fuck." Bakura repeated.

Mikado flushed. "You have a one track mind..."

Bakura nodded slowly. "Indeed, and it's not getting derailed tonight." he purred giving Mikado a few gropes as they walked. "I haven't gotten to open my present tonight, and I want to."

Mikado blinked, then grinned. "Who says I got you anything?"

"Me." Bakura snorted and slid a hand into Mikado's pants. "and I know you're not going to argue with me right now, because I can go from friendly to spanking...I'll enjoy it either way."

Mikado immediately began flailing. "NO!!!! NO NO NO NO NO!!!"

Bakura grinned. "Spanking it is." He flipped Mikado and slung him over his shoulder and have him a sound WHACK.

"OW!!!" Mikado howled, thrashing. "STOP THAT!!! PUT ME DOWN!!!"

"Oh such disrespect." Bakura snorted and whacked him again as he took a step. "If I were you I'd be more polite or you're in for a very sore evening. I've got at LEAST two hundred steps between me and the inn, and I might be inclined to detour."

"NOOOO!!" Mikado wailed. "NIKOLAS!!! NIKOLAS HELP!!!" He shrieked, but Bakura could detect a bit of a giggle under his screams.

Bakura laughed and whacked Mikado once more, turning to kiss him. "Hush you." he cooed. "If you behave I might take you out tomorrow to meet some fledglings your age to make friends with."

Mikado blinked and cocked his head, then frowned. "Why would they want to be friends with me? I'm an Agent..."

"Mikado... sometimes it's good to make friends with your own kind." Bakura said after a moment. "Agent or not, Vampires are your people now. We're going to be here long after everyone else in your world has died. It's wise to build some bridges now, while you're young."

Mikado looked down and sighed. "I guess so... but... maybe we should keep my status as an Agent a secret for a while..."

Bakura nodded and pat Mikado's back end softly. "Most vampires aren't violent...I highly doubt many will even care...I know my brother ancients dont care who's what. It's those younger ones who are still learning about how the world works...who are a danger to you. But you need friendships with younger ones as well as older ones." he groped and smirked. "Because the older ones are all perverts." he chuckled.

"Like you?" Mikado asked with a micheivous smirk.

"Are you kidding? I'm the most perverted of them all!" Bakura announced and groped him again.

"Eep!!!" Mikado squeaked, scuttling away. "How about that FeiLong guy at the ball? He was sexy..."

"He's a pervert too." Bakura chuckled (though he was lying; FeiLong was a very dignified and proper man). "Maybe I can convince him to have a threesome with us sometime." he said smirking.

Mikado grinned. “I look forward to it…” He purred.

Bakura smiled. "You're still that spunky little kid that showed up in my house three years ago." he cooed, carrying Mikado to the inn and up to a room where he ravaged his little Vatican agent to exhaustion (and then some.).

And while Mikado was getting fucked by his lover, so was his elder brother.

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With the dawn, the winds had picked up and the party of elves had greatly diminished. Two going back with the injured two, leaving only Malik and a few others still able to continue, and even that was beginning to get hindered by the oncoming blizzard.

Malik sighed. "Marik..." he said after a moment. "It's beginning to get dangerous to continue onward."

“So go back.” The werewolf said, pressing on.

Malik sighed. "You know I wont do that unless you're coming too. It's even more dangerous to be out in this weather alone." he said stubbornly. "But...they may have killed him by now. Or turned him into something. Without Ahmose we cant change him back either, if they did."

"Well, he can't change Ryou back unless we can GET Ryou." Marik called.

"We will go with you!" An elf cried over the wind. "And others will follow when the wounded return home!!! They will send reinforcements!!!"

Malik nodded. "We're not leaving you Marik." he affirmed. "I was just pointing out the storm."

"... I noticed it." Marik said, shaking off five inches of snow that had piled onto his back. The elves snickered at the wolf.

Malik laughed softly as well as they pressed on, finally picking up on where the injured wolves had joined the others. There was blood along the trail. "We're getting close." Malik said eagerly.

Marik pressed onwards, squinting into the wind.

"I'll... rip that elf... apart..." He growled.

Malik sighed. "You know that's against our laws Marik." he called. "He has to atone for his crimes by ELF laws. Dont worry, I'll crack him one for ya."

"Stupid elf laws..." Marik grumbled, and the other elves chuckled; Marik was MOST amusing...

Malik smiled. "You can kill the other werewolves though." he said hopefully.

"GOOD." Marik said firmly, and the elves laughed.

Malik laughed as well. Not more than another half hour's ride ahead of them was a small cabin hidden amongst the trees, a bloody trail leading to it.

Marik grinned and charged.

"NO!" One of the elves gasped. "There goes our surprise attack..." He grumbled as Marik went flying not through the door, but through the window.

The wolves all jumped and growled at the intruder. All save for one, which was holding Ryou and smirking. "So you're this one's little sin?" he sneered amused. "A scrawny little thing like you?"

Marik chuckled. "At least I have a mate... from the smell of you boys, none of you is getting any..."

The largest wolf smirked. "I wouldn't say that." he said flicking an ear. "I think I'll just keep yours and share. He'll be a fine community bitch."

Marik blinked, then smirked. "I do beleive that you would end up regretting it... I don't suggest getting on his bad side... Right baby?" He asked Ryou, snickering.

The wolf however laughed at that. "Oh, he wont be doing that little trick anymore. Not now, not ever." he stooped and licked up the side of Ryou's face, causing the youth to tremble and whimper. But he didn't open his eyes or mouth, most likely from fear.

Marik narrowed his eyes and growled. Then, startling everyone, an arrow flew through the window and peirced the werewolf's shoulder, pinning him to the wall. Marik stared, eyes wide, then pounced the other wolves.

The wolves all began their scuffle with Marik. He was very out numbered. But from time to time, another arrow would fly through a window and strike one.

The largest wolf held Ryou tightly and pulled the arrow from his shoulder, howling in pain. Once the arrow was out he snarled and charged forward slinging Ryou at Marik toppling the werewolf, before pouncing him and biting down on the blonde's arm. With Ryou pinned between them Marik could hardly fight back.

Marik yelped and growled, wanting to get his arm out of the other's jaws, but then he might turn those jaws onto Ryou. Outside there was even more commotion as Elu seemed to be sniping the elves from among the trees.

Malik growled. "Fuck this." he howled and turned his bow to the trees and scanning them quickly, let an arrow fly when he thought he spotted Elu. He hissed in pain when Elu fired from a different tree, and hit him in the side. Malik clutched his side, and turning his aim, he quickly cocked another arrow and let it fly. This time, he didn't miss.

Elu yelped and disappeared from sight.

"Good shot, Malik!" Another elf shouted. "Help your friends! We'll go after the traitor!!!"

Malik nodded and pulled the arrow from his side painfully, clutching it and dismounting his horse. He rushed into the cabin one hand on his side,the other clutching his bow. "Marik!" He pulled another arrow and aimed at the leader. But he couldn't take the shot without endangering Ryou and Marik beneath him. So he shot another of the wolves who was rushing over to help the leader.

Marik growled at the wolf, trying to get Ryou out from between them.

Ryou whimpered and struggled to get away as well. He shoved at the lead wolf and squirmed. It was then that Marik noticed he felt 'something' between his legs. And seeing as how both Ryou's hands, and the wolf's hands were occupied, it lead to some interesting questions. But at that moment Ryou broke loose, sliding out from under the wolf.

"Oh no you dont!" The wolf laughed and lunged, pinning Ryou to the floor and growling. "Where do you think you're going?"

Marik tackled the wolf, slamming his fist into his jaw. "Get the fuck off of him you mangy dog!!" He shouted. "Malik, get Ryou out of here!!"

Malik nodded and ran forward scooping Ryou up and carrying him back to the horse. After getting Ryou on the horse he climbed on as well and slumped slightly. "Sorry Ryou...but I need this more than you..." and he picked up his cloak and tore some fabric from it, beginning to wrap his own side.

"Marik c'mon!" he called wincing.

Marik slammed the other wolf into the wall, but he was tiring. In a last ditch effort, he tore the collar from his own neck and pressed the silver crucifix into the other wolf's face.

The wolf yowled in pain and shoved Marik off, finally fleeing as his face was terribly singed and he felt utterly sick.

Marik gasped and collapsed for a moment, before putting his collar back on and limping from the cabin.

Outside Malik had wide eyes, still clutching Ryou's cloak. "Uh...Marik..."

"Y-Yeah...?" Marik groaned, whining and turning to lick at his bleeding arm.

"I...um...well." Malik coughed. "Do you smell Seto in there?"

Marik blinked. "... No. No humans."

"Any...uh...vampires? demons? anything?" Malik offered weakly.

Marik blinked. "No... shut up and lemme up there, I'm hurt..."

"How about...anything but Elf and werewolf?" Malik said slowly.

Marik blinked. "NO!!!! God, what is with the questions?!"

"So you admit there was no smells in there other than elf and werewolf. No scent of human whatsoever?" Malik said biting his lip. "Because...Ryou doesn't hang around with elves....and I think we have a bit of a problem..."

"Well, I could smell Ryou's being a halfbreed... but no... FULL humans..." Marik said. "Stop CONFUSING ME!!!"

"Me stop confusing you!? Tell your boyfriend to stop confusing me!" Malik howled.

"What?! Malik, shut up! Let's just GO!!!" Marik cried, beginning to limp into the woods.

Malik sighed and followed. "Marik I'm serious! There's something really REALLY wrong with Ryou here. I thought Seto mighta done it...but if Seto wasn't in there then...something ELSE happened!"

Ryou whimpered and broke down into tears at that point, his hair twitching slightly as two un-noticed white ears tilted back in pain and hurt.

"... what do you mean something is wrong with Ryou?!" Marik yelped, beginning to try to jump onto the horse, but the horse neighed and bucked.

Malik stooped painfully and helped Marik up. "I mean...well just LOOK!" he lifted Ryou's cloak.

Marik peeked around Malik and did so.

Beneath the cloak, shaking with Ryou's sobs was a rather luxurious white tail, covered in soft fur. "Something definatly does NOT belong there." Malik said shaking his head. "Unless he hid it well up until now and actually is a little mutant."

Marik yelped and jumped, causing him to topple off of the horse who neighed and bucked again, bolting a few yards before Malik got her back under control. The other elves returned.

Malik gave Ryou another odd look, before turning back to Marik who was hobbling after the horse. "Marik are you ok?" he asked as the other elves returned, one carrying Elu. He was unconcious, and suffering a pair of rather nasty wounds.

Marik just whined, fixing wide eyes on Ryou.

Malik frowned. "Um...Well...we have a problem guys." he said turning to the other elves. "I...think the werewolves got Ryou."

The elves all blinked in confusion, and Elu groaned.

"Uh. He's got a TAIL." Malik clarified.

"WHAT?!" Elu roared, thrashing suddenly. "I'LL KILL THEM!!!"

The elf riding with Elu rolled his eyes and clunked him on the head with the hilt of a knife. "Please." he snorted. "I think YOU'VE done enough."

Elu growled. "Just wait you fuckin-- OW!!!" He yelped as he was thumped on the head again.

Malik snickered slightly. "Well at least Elu's harmless from now on...but I think the damage's been done." he said shaking his head at the sobbing Ryou.

Marik drooped with a sad whine.

"We should get back..." One of the elves said, and the group slowly turned and made their way back to the elven village...

By the time they'd returned, Ryou's tears had long since dried and he was sitting quietly on the horse looking down (in every sense of the word.) Malik sighed, wanting to comfort Ryou. He gave Marik a helpless look that said 'what am I supposed to do?!' The elders would definatly feel this one. Ryou would hate all elves for sure now! He shook his head. How was he supposed to teach Ryou the wonders of elves....when the kid lost his humanity to one!

The cry went up as soon as they entered the village and the elves all came running, very concerned. When they saw Ryou, a cheer went up.

Ryou sniffled and looked at the elves for a moment, before lowering his eyes once more. Malik gave the other elves a concerned look. He dismounted the horse and helped Ryou down. The youth merely stood there, eyes downcast.

Marik immediately pounced, hugging Ryou tightly to his chest. "Ryou?! Are you okay?!" He yelped.

Ryou sniffled and nuzzled into Marik's chest. "Marik..." he finally uttered a word, and hugged his lover.

Malik sighed as Ryou's ears tilted back more, laying against his hair and hardly noticable in his grief. He bit his lip as the elders approached. "We...got Ryou back." he said after a moment. "But the...werewolves got him."

The head elder frowned. "You mean... he's...?"

Malik nodded sadly. "Yeah...he's a werewolf."

the elders all turned and looked at Ryou and Marik. The head elder walked over.

"Please... the storm is growing worse. Return to your guest house and warm yourselves." He said gently.

Ryou sniffled and clung to Marik shaking slightly, following when Marik lead the way. He was like a lost puppy.

Marik smiled lightly and nuzzled Ryou comfortingly all the way back to their little guest house where a roaring fire met them.

Ryou sniffled and gave Marik a soft look once they sat before the fire. "I...h-how can I ever go home..." he mumbled after a moment.

"Shhhh..." Marik breathed, rocking Ryou. He smiled. "I love you..."

Ryou gave Marik a grateful look, nuzzling into him. "I'm...I'm glad that you do." he said softly. "I dont know what I would do...without you."

"I think you are beautiful Ryou... no matter what. It's gonna be okay." Marik said gently.

Ryou's ears drooped. "But...I'm a werewolf."

Marik grinned. "YEAH you are..." He said, looking delighted, hoping to cheer Ryou up.

Ryou made a face. "I'll get fleas."

Marik laughed. "With YOUR cleanly habits? Doubtful."

Ryou smiled softly. "I'll stink like dog."

"No you don't. You smell like heaven..." Marik assured him, giving him a little kiss. There was the clearing of a throat in the doorway, and a few elders walked in. One took Marik's arm and began to clean the wound.

Ryou looked down again, ears back.

The head elder laid a hand on Ryou's shoulder. "Are you hurt, little brother?" He asked, gently, his eyes full of concern.

Ryou sniffled and shook his head. "I'm fine...Marik's hurt."

"We will tend to him." the elf said. "You are not injured?"

Ryou shook his head. "Not where I can be tended..."

The elf sighed and nodded in understanding, giving Ryou's shoulder a sympathetic squeeze.

Ryou inched closer to Marik and hugged onto him giving him a slightly happier look. It was comforting to be in his arms.

Marik smiled, wrapping his free arm around Ryou and smiling at his little white ears.

Ryou flicked said ears as he was cuddling Marik, the fabric tickling his little furry ears. He nuzzled Marik and tried to ignore the fact that he could smell the blood of those other wolves all over him. Of course he felt a tinge of pride in the fact that Marik fought to protect him.

The elf finished bandaging Marik’s arm, so Marik wrapped that arm around Ryou, too. “I love you…” Marik cooed. “And I think you’re beautiful…” He kissed the tips of Ryou’s ears.

Said ears twitched again and Ryou let out a whine. "stoooooop!"

Marik chuckled. "Ticklish?" He asked, nuzzling Ryou's cheek.

Ryou pouted. "No… you're making those things twitch." he grumbled wrinkling his nose at his ears.

Marik smiled. "You CAN make them go away." He said. "I don't wear my ears like this all the time because I HAVE to." He said, pointing at his own wolf ears. After a moment, they vanished into his hair and moved down his head until they were human ears. Marik smiled. "See?" He said. "I can just hear better with them up on top."

Ryou nuzzled Marik. "I feel better hearing that."

Marik smiled and nuzzled Ryou again. “Just concentrate on looking human again…” He told Ryou.

Ryou nodded and closed his eyes, focusing. At that moment he was wracked with a sneeze and went tumbling backwards in surprise. When he opened his eyes he whimpered. The most adorable wolf was staring at Marik from inside the tent known as Ryou's robes.

"Awwwwww..." Came a coo from a female elf in the doorway, who had brought food. She laughed and set the tray down and knelt by Ryou. "Poor thing..."

Ryou blinked and his ears tilted back. With a squeak, he began backing up, which only resulted in him tripping over his own legs, the robes and his tail. He toppled over and began scrambling to get back up and away. He didn't get far at all, infact he only got MORE tangled in the robes.

She laughed. "Come now... It's okay..." And she began to help Ryou get untangled from his clothes, finally setting him aside. Marik watched, eagerly. "Maybe you should go out with Marik and learn to walk and run." She said, petting Ryou.

Ryou whined and tried to back up again. But his legs weren't very strong at all, and he ended up toppling over again and trying to slither away on his belly.

Marik immediately changed and was beside Ryou, licking his cheek.

Ryou gave Marik a look. 'this sucks.'

'It'll be okay. It's not too hard. Come on.' and he headed for the door.

Ryou tried to get up and walk after Marik, but he kept toppling over, or stumbling. His legs shaking awkwardly. He made it halfway to the door before he finally remained on the floor after his latest stumble, panting. 'can we get a wagon?'

Marik rolled his tongue out in laughter. 'Just MOVE. Don't think about it, DO it, and your body will pick up on it by itself.'

Ryou pouted. 'not outside...the blizzard will blow me away!' He got up once more and slowly shakily walked to Marik.

'No it won't.' Marik laughed, licking Ryou's cheek.

‘Its cold out there too.' Ryou snorted.

'We have warm fur.' Marik pointed out.

'I'm hungry' Ryou countered

'Okay. Change to your human form, okay?' Marik said, and did so himself.

Ryou looked between Marik and the elf before snorting. 'no.'

Marik laughed and looked at the woman. "Some privacy, please?" He asked.

"Oh! Of course." She said, bowing and hurrying out of the room.

"Okay Ryou. Now you can change" Marik said.

Ryou sighed before trying to change. Finally he returned to his normal tail-less self.

Marik smiled and nodded. "There you go." He said, hugging Ryou.

Ryou shivered snatching a blanket from the bed. "brr!"

Marik smiled, picking Ryou up and carrying him over to the firepace, setting him before it and draping another blanket around him. "There you go..." He cooed, lovingly.

Ryou nuzzled into the blankets. "You're excited because I'm like this." Ryou said after a moment.

Marik sighed, then nodded. "I have to admit that yes... I am..."

"why?"

"Well... because you and me are... the same now..." Marik said. "I just wish it was something you had chosen... not something that was forced onto you..."

Ryou sighed and nuzzled Marik. "If it makes you happy, then i will...try to be happy as well."

Marik smiled. "It's okay. It won't change your life THAT much." He said, kissing Ryou's cheek.

Ryou hugged Marik once more. "Just don’t expect me to be naked all the time"

Marik smiled. "I know. You don't even have to change to the other forms if you don't want to. I mean, you'll have to on the full moon, but..."

"You wouldn't be too happy if I didn't." Ryou cooed. "I'll try to adjust."

"It will all be okay." Marik assured him, and kissed him.

Ryou smiled and kissed Marik back happily. " I love you."

"I love you too..." Marik breathed, holding his precious lover...

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Ahmose smiled, stroking Yami's cheek as they both came down from their sexual high. "Full?" He asked softly.

Yami yawned and nuzzled into Ahmose. "I suppose..." he snorted, but opened an eye and smiled.

Ahmose just stared at Yami, eyes full of tender love and affection, a treat indeed; rarely would Ahmose ever let his guard down enough to let ANY one see such emotion in him, even Yami. Yami himself had only seen this look once or twice.

Yami grinned and pulled Ahmose close. "I love it when I get to see that in your eyes... you should let that out more often... it makes you look truly beautiful."

Ahmose blinked, then just grinned, his entire face shining in his love and devotion to the demon. "I love you..." He said, kissing Yami gently. "And... I'll try to relax a bit more... especially for you..." He sighed, the smile fading after a moment. "I have to go."

Yami sighed and his tail wrapped around Ahmose tightly. "Ahmose..." he said looking upset. "He's going to start using me again..." he closed his eyes. "Don’t... blame me?"

Ahmose cocked his head, frowning. "Trying to get more... allies out of you?"

"And to hurt the others I'm sure..." Yami said looking mournful. "The only reason he stopped is because you joined him."

Ahmose sighed. "I... may be able to help..." He said softly. "I can cast a spell over you... give you an... illness. You would be unable to do much... you would mostly sleep..."

"I don’t like illness..." Yami whined suddenly. "I had it at the Vatican and it SUCKED!"

Ahmose smiled. "I know it sucks... but it might keep us safe and buy us time. Would you prefer it if I put you into a deep sleep?"

Yami blinked. "What if he does something really bad with me while I'm out? Like tosses me in a river?"

"I don't think he would do that. He knows that if he does anything to you the armies of your world will fall upon him..." Ahmose said.

Yami nodded and nuzzled Ahmose. "I wish I could go with you..."

Ahmose smiled. "I wish you could too... but don't worry..." He kissed Yami again. "I'll move as fast as I can to end all of this..."

Yami sighed and nuzzled into Ahmose once more. "Try not to have too much sex without me?"

Ahmose laughed. "Never." He assured his lover. "Well... time to get started..." And he closed his eyes in concentration, and began to silently mouth an incantation.

Yami sighed and kissed Ahmose's cheek once more, curling his tail around his lover's waist. "Don’t forget to come back for me..." he said softly, nuzzling into Ahmose's chest and closing his eyes, allowing Ahmose to finish his spell.

Ahmose opened his eyes. "Never." He said again, and then came a muffled roar, followed by shouts. He smiled and kissed Yami, then stood and began to dress as people ran up and down the corridor in a panic.

Despite all that racket, the demon prince was curled quite contently on the bed...sound asleep. Though when Ahmose left his side, he looked less than happily dreaming.

Once Ahmose was dressed, he moved to the door and opened it, stepping out into the corridor, a look of curiosity on his face. Seto was running down the hall with a demon.

"What's going on?" He asked, innocently, though he knew perfectly well that a dragon was attacking. He had, in fact, re-created the young drake that had nearly eaten him a while ago, courtesy of Seto.

Seto growled and shoved Ahmose. "Go kill whatever it is." he said coldly. "And get your pet out of here!"

Ahmose grunted. "What?!"

"You heard me!" Seto roared. "Get to it!"

"Fine, FINE!!!" Ahmose howled, turning and heading towards the entrance.

Seto snorted and stormed into the room to get Yami himself.

Ahmose turned and glared. "Leave him alone!!!"

Seto snorted and gave Ahmose a look. "You have things to do, and I wont have my source of troops trampled."

Ahmose glared, then turned and ran to the entrance. The dragon was still outside, but his forepaws were already on the stone bridge extending across the ravine. Ahmose took a deep breath. "I hope this works..." He muttered, and charged across the bridge.

Just then Seto came out, carrying Yami who looked rather pissed and was holding his cheek which looked rather sore. He'd been slapped awake with magic.

Yami and Seto stared as Ahmose drew his blades, charging into battle with the dragon, who reared back and roared, swiping at Ahmose with his talons. Ahmose dropped and rolled, onto to get struck in the chest by the dragon's tail, sending him flying back. He hit the bridge and went tumbling backwards, landing flat on his back and staring at the sky, about 15 feet in front of Seto and Yami. He blinked.

"Ow..." He mumbled, and flipped himself up to his feet, facing the dragon again as the beast made its way towards him.

Yami yelped. "AHMOSE!" he howled in utter terror. Not his precious chosen! He struggled to get loose and picked up Ahmose's kris and tried to run to Ahmose with it. Unfortunately he fell flat on his face when a demon grabbed his tail.

Ahmose picked up his other Kris as he passed it and leapt at the dragon, who roared and swatted him down with a great paw. Ahmose yelped, then rolled to the side as the dragon slashed at him.

Yami whimpered. "AHMOSE!" he shouted worriedly. "Don’t you dare DIE!"

Ahmose blinked and looked back at Yami, eyes wide. And the dragon struck. Ahmose yelped as he was flung into the wall of the bridge with jarring force.

Yami was panicking. He struggled to get loose and help Ahmose, but the demon held his tail tight. Seto snorted. "Stop your whimpering, he wasn’t a very good 'chosen' by any means. You'll be better off if he DOES die."

Ahmose dodged desperately as the dragon struck over and over again, his tail eventually smashing the wall. Ahmose rolled to avoid another strike, but the tail caught him square in the chest, slamming him against the wall right next to the broken spot, dazing him. The wall behind him began to crumble. Yami watched in horror as the wall broke away, and his lover slipped out of sight over the edge. Seto's eyes widened and he and the others watching the battle ran to the edge of the bridge and peered over, watching as Ahmose plummeted down into the mist that filled the bottom of the ravine...

Yami whimpered before letting out a pained cry. "AHMOSE!" he struggled more, wanting to fly to his lover.... see if he'd survived. He was sobbing at this point. His beloved had just fallen off a cliff!

Seto snorted. "Don't waste your energy. You won't catch him in time."

Yami however continued to struggle. "AHMOSE!" he howled again flailing his wings and trying to tug loose of the demon. "Let me go I have to get Ahmose!"

Seto rolled his eyes and headed back inside, sending more demons out to handle the dragon while the one holding Yami's tail dragged him back in. Seto sighed. "Great. Now I have to tell Itemri that he won't get his pet... maybe he'll settle for the younger brother..."

Yami whined and struggled. "Let me go dammit! I need to get Ahmose!"

"I'll send someone to collect his body later..." Seto said in a bored tone as Yami was dragged back inside.

Yami whimpered, drooping. "Ahmose..."

Seto snorted. "Loser died a loser's death. That was pitiful." He laughed.

Yami growled and glared at Seto. "Shut up!" he howled viciously. "I'll kill you myself!"

Seto laughed. "You can try." He said, and looked at the demon. "Lock him up. Let him mourn for a few days."

Yami growled and lunged for Seto furiously. He had half a mind to siege him with his armies just to see the fucker die!

Seto laughed, catching Yami by the throat and shoving him into his room.

Yami yowled from within the room, clawing the door. He kept at it for nearly thirty minutes, before finally sliding to the floor and whimpering beginning to cry. He'd just lost the love of his life... and he'd been powerless to stop it.

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Ahmose regained his senses and found himself falling. He blinked, looking down at the mist. "Oh..." He mumbled. "Okay then..." He frowned and his eyes glowed as he plummeted into the mist. A few moments later, a large black hawk swooped out of the mist, a glowing pendant around its neck, and flew away...

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Bakura grinned at the sleeping Mikado. He kissed his cheek. "Good evening Mikado, it's time to get up."

Mikado stirred a bit, and yawned, stretching. "Nnnnnnnnnhhhmmmmffff..." He moaned.

Bakura smirked and suddenly bit down on Mikado's neck, sucking harshly.

"AAHHHH!!!" Mikado cried, arching his back and writhing. "BAKURAAAA!!!"

Bakura chuckled. ~Good evening Mikado.~ he purred taking another long draw from Mikado's blood. ~Good to see you so awake.~

"Oh, God..." Mikado groaned, squirming. "Bakuraaaa... God..."

Bakura chuckled and licked the wound closed giving Mikado a kiss. "Having a good night?" he cooed.

Mikado whimpered. "I guess..." He mumbled.

Bakura chuckled. "aww what's wrong?"

"That was a shocking wake up call..." Mikado grumbled, flushed.

Bakura smirked and bared his fangs. "Want more?" he purred.

Mikado's eyes widened and he squeaked.

"I'll take that cute little squeak as a yes." Bakura said and bit down again, his free hands moving to peel Mikados' night clothes away.

Mikado cried out again, writhing under Bakura. "S-Stop that! I'm hungry!!!" He wailed.

Bakura pinched Mikado's nipples harshly. ~You'll live. I'll feed you once I'm done making you moan.~

Mikado let out a yip and jumped. "Bakuraaaaa..." He squealed, fisting his hands in Bakura's hair. "You suck!"

At those words, Bakura did just that. ~I believe I do.~

"Oh fuck!!!!" Mikado yelped. Then, there came a giggling. Mikado and Bakura turned and looked, and about six of the young female servants were peeking in at them.

"Good evening masters!!!" They all giggled.

Bakura chuckled and pulled away from Mikado. "Ladies, we're a little busy." he purred calmly. "Come back in an hour." he pinned Mikado down before he could flee. "And have some tea ready."

"Oh no! No no no!!!" Mikado cried, giggling and thrashing. The girls all burst into their giggles as well, cooing about 'poor Master Mikado'.

Bakura chuckled and kissed Mikado. "Hush you." he purred before going right back to what he'd been doing before the interruption.

"We're going shopping again master!!!" Lillith called, and the girls shut the door.

Bakura trailed little lovebites down Mikado's body, finally biting down on his inner thigh. ~You're adjusting to vampirism well... I'm very proud.~ he said after a moment.

~... I... I am? Why do you say that?~ Mikado asked, though he was delighted at the praise.

~Because you didn't even flinch when the ladies saw us.~ Bakura chuckled. ~Before you would have had a near heart attack~

~... I was kind of distracted...~ Mikado snorted. ~And besides... they seem to have seen me in all of my naked glory several times already... so why pitch a fuss?~

Bakura grinned and sucked harshly on the bite he'd made. ~Well good then, soon you wont even notice when they giggle mid-sex.~ he said proudly.

Mikado groaned loudly at that. ~Maybe, but for now, please don't even MENTION that...~

Bakura chuckled. Before he perked up slightly. ~Hnn...visitor.~ he said looking at the balcony. There perched on the rail was a black hawk, wearing an amulet. Bakura smirked and sucked harshly once more. ~Oh look who it is.~

Mikado gasped and arched his back again. The hawk's eyes widened and his feathers poofed up before he let out an angry screech.

Bakura burst out laughing, finally releasing Mikado. "Quiet yourself, you peep in on a show, you're getting a show." He snorted.

A moment later, the hawk dove into the room, and in a flash had tackled Bakura off of Mikado (and the bed) as a massive black and gold tiger, and pinned him on the floor, roaring in his face.

Bakura snorted and grabbed the tiger by it's ears and wrestled it (quite painfully off). “I don’t get pissy when you fuck the demon, now you leave me alone when I fuck your brother." he grumbled sitting up. "It's not like he's not enjoying it."

Mikado was sitting straight up, staring. "AHMOSE?!" He yelped, and jerked the blankets over himself, his face turning red in horror. A moment later and the tiger had turned into a little black jackal, wriggling around in Bakura's hands and biting him, trying to get free.

Bakura gave the jackal a look, still holding it by the ears. "I'm a vampire. Biting me is REALLY going to work." he snorted before biting the dog back.

Ahmose yelped, and a moment later was a massive black and yellow python, coiling around Bakura. Mikado let out a startled yelp at THAT.

Bakura however just began draining the thing. Two can play that game, but he'd win. Ahmose was only a human.

Ahmose quickly shifted again, this time as a snarling wolf.

Bakura however still had a tight hold on him, and continued working.

Ahmose changed to a cobra, biting Bakura right back.

Bakura chuckled around it and rolled his eyes, speeding his draining of Ahmose's blood.

Ahmose began to whine, and changed into a bat.

Finally, once he was satisfied, Bakura let Ahmose go. "Thanks, you just donated breakfast to your brother." he chuckled.

Ahmose collapsed onto the floor as his normal self, pale and panting. Mikado squeaked and slid from the bed.

"Ahmose! Are you alright?! Where were you?!"

"From the scent on him, somewhere near Itemri." Bakura snorted. "I can smell the bastard a mile away."

Ahmose groaned. "I escaped..." He mumbled, then gave Bakura a look. "Itemri wants to keep me as a pet..."

Bakura blinked before chuckling. "If you're half as hot in bed as your brother I'd want to keep you too." he laughed. "But I dont steal from demon princes, and Mikado's more than enough of a handful." he helped Ahmose up. "So where's said prince?"

"I had to leave him..." Ahmose whispered, looking none too happy...

"Ahh… so you ditched him?"

"NO!" Ahmose howled, sitting up. But this made him groan and fall over again, dizzy. "Bastard..."

Bakura rolled his eyes. "Next time let fucking vampires lie." and he got up to sit on the bed, biting his wrist and offering it to Mikado.

Mikado shook his head, helping his brother up onto the bed. "How did you get away?" He asked. "And what happened?!" He frowned, touching his brother's face, which was bruised. Ahmose winced, and explained the dragon he had conjured, the fight, and his getting tossed into the ravine.

Bakura sighed. "Well you got away in time then. The Agents are readying their attack." he said calmly. "They're sending out troops soon, to put a stop to things. Ryou Marik and Malik are off somewhere apparently...at some elf village."

Ahmose sighed. "Then we had best fetch them." He said, rubbing his face.

"Uh... only elves can find the elf village." Bakura said after a moment.

Ahmose smirked. "I would think that between the three of us, we could locate it."

Bakura snorted. "I doubt it. Elves are cunning."

Ahmose smirked. "So am I." He said, and pulled a familiar pendulum out of his cloak. "Ryou." He said. The pedulum spun around, then pointed. "Ryou is that way." He said, and replaced the thing.

Bakura shrugged. "Alright then lets go."

Mikado frowned, shaking his head. "No... Ahmose needs to rest. He's wounded, tired, and you just fed from him. He needs to eat and rest."

Bakura shrugged. "You two decide between yourselves. I'm not getting in a brotherly scuffle."

Ahmose looked down. "I have flown fast and far..." He said. "I must rest."

Bakura nodded. "Then rest. I'm sure they'll be back eventually."

Ahmose sighed. "Could we send a pigeon to them?"

"I imagine we could." Bakura said shrugging. "Pigeons are part of nature, which is the Elven domain."

Mikado nodded. "Yes. I will go the Vatican right away and send a message to the elves to send Ryou and Marik back right away."

Bakura nodded. "I'll have my servants prepare you some food and book you a room in the inn." he said smiling at Ahmose. "So relax."

Ahmose sighed and nodded. "Thank you..." He said, and Mikado turned to dress.

"I'll be back soon." He said to Ahmose and Bakura, and headed for the door.

~I'll get in those pants later.~ Bakura cooed his farewell to Mikado. ~Be on alert Mikado...with the tension between Seto and the Vatican, you don’t know who or what may be lurking in the shadows of the night.~ he added in a worried tone.

~I'm always on alert.~ Mikado replied. ~Especially with you wanting to get into my pants all the time.~ He teased.

Bakura smiled. ~Just be careful. I don’t want my sire to get you.~

Mikado shuddered. ~Hopefully... he doesn't know I'm still alive...~ He mumbled.

But unfortunately, Seto was at that very moment receiving a message. He took it from the imp and read it over, then turned and went to the library where Itemri was calmly reading.

"I have news." He said.

"Hmm?" Itemri said, flipping the page calmly. "My little childe grown some sense and decided to join you?"

"No." Seto said. "Your little childe failed to kill your grandchilde." He said. "He threw him out of the window at the Vatican and left him. The Agents got Mikado in before dawn. Mikado went after Bakura to his home. My source says that Mikado went into the house, but wasn't seen again for nearly three weeks. He could be heard screaming in a Blood Lust. Apparently, Bakura had bricked him up in his cellar, but the Blood Rage wore off. He got Mikado out in time to save him. They are both now in Rome. Bakura attended Christmas Mass at the Vatican with Mikado, and was seen talking with the vampire Agent Nikolas as they took Mikado on his first hunt."

Itemri growled slightly. "You are joking." he said warningly. "I know that my childe has more brains than to defy me like this."

Seto snorted. "He probably bricked him up in the cellar to kill him. He just came out of the Blood Rage conveniently in time to save his fledgling. Had he remained in the Blood Rage another day or two, he would have been too late."

Itemri growled. "Then I suppose I will have to dispose of that little nuisance myself. And punish my childe for deliberately disobeying my will."

Seto chuckled. "Mikado will come to us." He said. "I also received something else of interest. Guess who showed up in Rome?"

"Do tell." Itemri said, too occupied with his anger to guess.

Seto smirked. "Mikado's elder brother." He then scowled and glared into the fire. "The dragon wasn't real. We know that much, it vanished upon being vanquished. Ahmose conjured it. It was all an elaborate escape plan."

"Well, he left behind someone very important." Itemri chuckled. "What do you intend to do about it?"

Seto just smirked. "Nothing." He said, which startled Itemri.

"Oh?" The vampire said after a moment.

"Everyone in the Vatican knows that Mikado is rash and impulsive. I assure you, he will come to us. As will his brother. Ahmose will come for Atemu, and Mikado will come out of his own headstrong foolishness. They will likely ride with the Elite Agents who are preparing to attack. Bakura will, of course, be with them. When they come, I will see to it that Aiden dies. If Ryou is there, he will die as well. When they come, I will gladly turn Bakura, Ahmose and Mikado over to you."

Itemri nodded. "You have no anger for the demon?" he said in slight surprise. "He surely knew of this escape."

"I believe he knew Ahmose planned to escape... but not like that. No. His grief was too real. It still is. I think he truly believes his chosen to be dead. He was in anguish when we told him no body was found." Seto said. "Hpmh... that should have been my first clue..."

"I see... so what do we do about the dear prince now?" Itemri snorted. "He's rather useless."

Seto snorted. "I'll use him to... speed the advances of our enemy. I'll send him out to taunt them. Cause them trouble... they will be positively irate whenever they see him... and it will drive Inarus to the brink of insanity in his frustration." He chuckled, thinking about it. "His interference will encourage the forces to move quicker, but he will also be slowing them down. They will all arrive angry and frustrated, not a good frame of mind when you are going into battle."

Itemri laughed. "Oh sounds fun." he chuckled. "But he won’t agree..."

"He has no choice..." Seto chuckled, and rubbed his amulet. "Thanks to the power of this, on my command, he brutally attacked and raped his own chosen..."

Itemri smirked. "Some prince." he chuckled. "That's how his mother always wanted him to act. Like a REAL incubus."

Seto laughed. "Within the next month, the Vatican will fall, your grandchilde will die, and you will get your pet..." He smirked, and looked at Itemri. "Inarus is cunning... and feisty... are you sure you can handle him?" He taunted.

Itemri smirked. "I am sure the mortal will not be the end of me."

Seo frowned and looked at Itemri. "Are you planning to... sire him?" He asked. "Take him in, train him up and..."

"No." He said calmly. "Any human that could fall prey to something like Atemu is more pathetic than AVERAGE mortals." Itemri snorted. "He'll be a good fuck, nothing more."

"Fall prey? You mean when Atemu raped him?" Seto asked.

Itemri nodded. "Love is a weakness."

"Ah... falling in love with Atemu... I was going to say... Atemu had help when he raped his chosen..." Seto chuckled. "Yes, his love is his weakness... That is why I have been using it against them. BOTH of them..."

"Maybe so, but now Atemu thinks that love is gone." Itemri said slowly.

"He can be broken..." Seto mused, staring into the fire. "He will find out that his lover is alive... but once we succeed, he will not get to have his chosen returned to him..." He smirked. "He will get to watch as I turn him over to you. Then he gets to be controlled... used as my puppet to do whatever I want him to. And he can't do a damn thing to resist. Not only that, but he will know that his chosen has become another's unwilling fuck toy. He will only be able to take so much before he breaks. Then, we get rid of his mother, and he takes control. The demon armies will flood the earth, and all will become as it should be..."

Itemri chuckled. "Don’t count your chicks before they hatch." he said after a moment. "Atemu is smarter than he looks...he wont be broken easily. And certainly wont flood this world with his armies."

Seto smirked. "He may be smarter... but I doubt his strength... he's pathetic."

Itemri smirked. "Sometimes strength is not measured in how much one can do physically." he said after a moment. "The mere will to survive can sometimes out-match even the strongest man."

Seto laughed. "I know that. He's not strong in ANY way. He's a pitiful coward. He will break easy when his friends and lover fall."

"I hope you are right." Itemri said smirking. "Because if your not, you're going to have an angry demon army hunting you down."

Seto chuckled. "We shall see..."

Itemri looked thoughtful. "What I'm wondering... is what is stopping him from calling up his armies right NOW to smite you?" he said smirking.

Seto snorted. "I don't know..." He said, frowning and looking concerned, suddenly.

Itemri burst out laughing at that. "Then how do you know he isn't doing just that, right now?" he said slyly. "He's a prince, and those are HIS armies."

Seto snorted. "I doubt it." He said, but turned and left the room, barging into Yami's room.

Yami was staring at the fire, curled up on the couch tiredly. His head lifted and he growled at Seto warningly.

Seto smirked. "Your chosen is... brilliant." He said. "He fooled everyone. Even you."

Yami growled again. "No thanks to you."

Seto smirked. "He's alive."

Yami looked suddenly very relieved, but it was brief before he snarled at Seto once more. "Good. Then he can put a stop to you.'

Seto chuckled. "What's he planning, Atemu?"

"I have no clue." Yami snorted, tail flicking. "And if I did, I wouldn't tell you regardless."

Seto smirked. "It's not over. When he comes to stop me... he'll have to go through YOU. He'll have to kill you. If he doesn't, he'll die by your hand. If he does, well... he'll have broken his Blood Oath. His life will no longer be his. Itemri likes him. He wants to keep your chosen as a pet... someone to warm his bed..."

Yami growled loudly. "I'll not have it." he hissed bristling and his wings flaring up warningly. "He's had enough of both of you..."

Seto laughed. "Don't you get it? Neither of you can stop me." The man laughed, and then there was a flash from his pendant. "You cannot leave this room without my permission. You can't even teleport home."

Yami blinked and leapt from the couch, pouncing Seto and trying to snap the pendant from his chest. Damn the consequences.

The amulet flashed and Yami was slammed into the cieling, then dropped from the floor. Seto stood, glaring. "That was foolish, Atemu."

Yami growled and forced himself up from the floor. He growled, his eyes glowing a fierce red. "You've NO room to speak on foolishness."

Seto laughed. "We'll see who has room to speak and who does not when all of this is over." He walked over to Yami and seized his chin, forcing him to look him in the eye. "When all of this is over, either I will be at your mercy, or Itemri and I will have new pets... You for me... your chosen for him... until he decides to dispose of him..."

Yami snorted. "You're fucking stupid as hell." he spat.

Seto blinked, then released Yami, laughing. "The Vatican is preparing to move against me. Your chosen will undoubtably be with them. Rest up. When they start to move, so will I. And I will be sending you out often."

Yami snorted and once again lunged for the amulet, this time snatching it harshly, his claws dragging harshly over the crystal in the center.

Seto yelped as the crystal flashed and hummed angrily, the scratches glowing bright white. The amulet heated, burning Yami's hand, and then a shockwave sent both Yami and Seto flying.

Yami howled as he hit the wall and slid to the floor. He groaned painfully, wings drooping in pain. "Ouch..." he whimpered and looked at his hand which was burnt.

Seto groaned, slowly sitting up. "What the HELL did you do?!"

Yami growled and draped his wings over himself to hide his wounded hand but looked pleased. "I dunno, but I'm glad I did it if it hurt you." he said proudly.

Seto blinked and looked down at the pendant, a white light shining from the scratches. As Yami watched, Seto's eyes began to glow a white-blue. It faded in and out and in and out, before his eyes returned to normal. Seto frowned, shaking his head. "... uhg... what was that...?"

Yami tilted his head to the side a bit. "what was what? The freaky eye glowing thing?" he said flicking his tail and snorting slightly. "Or the part where I just broke your crystal thingy a little?"

Seto blinked at Yami. "... Eye glowing thing?" He asked. "What eye glowing thing? MY eyes?!"

Yami nodded. "Yup."

"... They were glowing?" Seto asked, looking worried. "When?! Just now?!"

Yami nodded again. "Uh...yes." Yami said flicking his tail once more. "What're you stupid? I just mentioned it NOW, because it just happened now."

Seto scrambled to his feet, and quickly left the room, locking the door after himself.

Yami blinked and shrugged before looking back at his hand and pouting. "ouch..." he sniffled and slowly, painfully, got up to resume his position on the couch, now cradling his wounded hand.

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