He Among Us Without Sin

He Among Us Without Sin

Mally-chan & hatochiisai

YAOI WARNING

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

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Chapter 36

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Malik smiled, sighing as he rested on the floor, leaning against his furry friend as the golden wolf took a nap. Ryou sat nearby, wrapped in blankets and eating some hot stew.

"You know..." Malik said slowly. "You certainly are experiencing... alot. I mean... you're part human. And part elf. Now you're a werewolf. You've also been a peryton and a merman... It's crazy..."

Ryou sighed as he ate. "I've bad luck."

"Hmm... I dunno if I would say you have bad luck... but you certainly do seem to attract trouble..." Malik replied.

"Isn't that the definiton of bad luck?" Ryou snorted.

"No." Malik said, turning and smiling at Ryou. He sat up and scooted closer to Ryou. "Think about it. You were kidnapped by me and Marik. You made a new friend in your rescuer. But your rescuer was taken prisoner too. As a result, he ended up meeting up with his long lost brother, and many friends were made. You saved a soul." Malik gestured to the sleeping wolf. "Ryou... YOU brought us all together." He smiled. "If you hadn't left your church, Marik and I would still be lost, theiving. Mikado would still be human, thinking his brother was lost for good, and wouldn't be with the love of his life. I wouldn't have returned home and... gotten back in touch with myself." Malik reached out and laid a hand on Ryou's. "You may think that you are bad luck... but you've been nothing but good luck for the rest of us."

Ryou gave Malik a look. "Well I'm glad someone is enjoying my mass of misfortune." he said dully. "And while you all enjoy it, I'll never be able to go home again." he sighed. "I just couldn't be selfish. I just HAD to stay and help Marik bring you back, and help stop Seto. I couldn't have just gone home and been safe, happy and human."

Malik blinked, then looked down and sighed. "I'm sorry..." He said softly. "But... you did choose to leave on your own... You never should have left alone... I'm sorry this happened to you."

Ryou sighed once more. "It doesn't matter." he mumbled. "What's done is done."

"I'm still sorry it happened." Malik said. He smiled. "And Marik doesn't love you any less. You know he'll be by your side, no matter what."

Ryou nodded. "I know." he looked at Marik. "He promised not to."

Malik blinked. "He promised not to what?" He asked.

"Ever leave me." Ryou said smiling slightly.

Malik grinned, but then turned when the door opened and an elf entered.

"Urgent message from a Second Class Journeyman Mikado." He said.

Ryou nodded and took the letter, reading it over. He looked down. "They want us to come back. The Vatican's preparing the elites to go after Seto." he said softly.

"Oh?" Malik asked, peering at the thing. "... hm... I... I guess we should go." He said, looking at Ryou.

Ryou closed his eyes and nodded. "I...guess so."

Malik nodded. "I'll ready the horses." He said, standing. "You ready that lazy furball."

Ryou nodded. Once Malik left, he scooped Marik up and nuzzled him. "Hey...wake up you lazy puppy."

Marik let out a long funny noise of confusion at being woken. He turned and sniffed at Ryou, then licked his chin, tail thumping on the floor.

Ryou kissed Marik's forehead. "They're calling us back to the Vatican." he said cuddling his lover. "They're readying the elites for battle."

Marik lifted his head, the got to his feet and shook himself. When he finished, he was human. "What now?" He asked.

"They're going to fight Seto." Ryou clarified. "And they want us to come back."

Marik's eyes widened and his ears perked. "It's time to go after Seto?! Okay then! Let's go!" He exclaimed, and began hopping around the room trying to pull his pants on.

Ryou giggled. "It's cold outside." he warned. "So dress warm."

"Okay!" Marik said, his voice muffled from inside his shirt. He pulled on coat and leather leggings and boots and gloves. "Do we have everything?" He asked, as Malik stepped inside, fur lined jacket and boots on, his hood covering his head.

Ryou nodded, pulling on a coat the elves had given him and shivering. "I hate such cold weather..." he grumbled softly.

Malik smiled. "Once we get you on your horse, we can wrap you in a good fur cloak." He said. "And if you're still cold, you can do what Marik does. Go to your halfway form and put on your OWN fur!!!"

Ryou glared. "I've had quite enough of being an animal for a long time." he said shaking his head. "I'm not ready for that."

Marik smiled. "The fur IS warm." He said, and he followed Malik out into the blizzard where three horses were waiting. Marik helped Ryou up onto the ginger mare, then he himself took the dappled gray horse that Malik had borrowed from the Vatican, while Malik took an elven trained yellow dun mare. The elf then turned and led the way out of the elven village and towards the Vatican.

Ryou huddled into his cloak and shivered. "brr." he whispered but took his 'chills' silently otherwise. It'd be a long ride back...

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"Yami!" Came a tiny voice. "Yami! Wake up!!!" Yami felt a small tugging on his ear.

Yami groaned and flicked the tugging with his tail sharply and rolled over.

There was a squeak. "Yami!!! Come on, wake up! It's taken me forever to find you!!! Where's Ahmose? Is he alive?!"

Yami groaned and opened an eye. He yawned and stretched. "How'd you get in here?"

Yugi grinned. "Hi!!!" He chirped, hugging Yami's nose. "Oh, I've been searching and searching for you! And tracking you! It wasn't easy, you know! Are you okay?! Where's Ahmose?! What's going on?!"

"Uh... wow so finally you had a hard time finding me?" Yami said raising an eyebrow.

Yugi blinked, then giggled. "Are you okay?" He asked.

"Uh yeah. I'm ok. I got burned pretty bad..." Yami held up his wrapped hand. "But I messed up that bastard's little bauble. I bet it's not near as strong as it was!"

"Oh?" Yugi asked, cocking his head.

Yami nodded proudly. "Oh yeah. Hurt us both though...I got burnt real bad, and tossed back. He prolly got the same." Yami sat up and winced slightly. "Smarts." he grumbled. "Ahmose got away though. I bet he's back at the Vatican."

Yugi blinked, then grinned. "That's great!!!" He exclaimed, hugging Yami's nose again.

Yami flicked his tail a bit. "Yeah… but I'm still stuck here, and Itemri's loose."

Yugi's eyes widened. "Itemri?" He gasped, going pale.

Yami nodded. "I had to give Seto something he couldn't scoff...or my chosen would have died!"

Yugi blinked and cocked his head. "Huh?"

"Ahmose got attacked by a dragon." Yami clarified.

Yugi's eyes widened. "WHAT?!"

Yami nodded. "He nearly died..." he sighed. "But now I'm worried...if this Seto wins...we're going to have a lot of problems..."

"Of course we will. That's why we have to stop him." Yugi said.

"Coming from the pixiefairy that really inspires me." Yami snorted. "I'm trapped. He's locked me up in here, and I cant leave or his magic just hurts." he said laying back down. "I cant leave until he gives me permission."

Yugi sighed. "Ahmose will save you." He said softly.

Yami grumbled. "I hate that." he sighed. "One of these days I'm gonna have to save him back." he covered his head with a wing.

Yugi giggled. "I don't think you'll ever get the chance..." He teased.

"You shut up pixiefairy!" Yami howled flicking Yugi with his tail once more. "I'll get my chance!"

"Eek!!!" Yugi squeaked, but kept giggling. "He's your body guard! He protects you, and in return, you fuck him!!!"

Yami gave Yugi a look from under his wing. "That's not how it works!"

Yugi just grinned. "Hee hee hee..."

"Shut up you or you're gonna need saving!" Yami howled and flicked him again.

"Aaaaahahahaaaa!!!!" Yugi laughed, flitting up to the cieling.

Yami grumbled and shook his head, curling back up. "How'd you get in here?"

"I got under the door." Yugi said, flitting down and sitting on the pillow.

"Really? Aren't you a bit old for slipping under doors? And maybe... a bit large?" Yami chuckled.

Yugi grinned and shook his head, returning to Yami. "No, I'm too big to fit through keyholes like I used to do."

Yami tickled Yugi with the tip of his tail. "Scamp. Seto wont be leaving this place...can you do me a favor?"

Yugi blinked. "What?" He asked.

"Tell Ahmose I tore up his amulet." Yami said proudly. "And that something funny happened with Seto's eyes afterward." he yawned.

"But... I just got here! And I can't leave!!!" Yugi said.

Yami blinked. "Why not? and so what, you could use the excersize chubbles."

"There's a blizzard." Yugi said. "I would get blown away for sure! If I didn't freeze first!!!"

Yami grumbled and shook his head. "Fucking cold world."

Yugi smiled. "Yeah..." He sighed, flopping down.

Yami sighed. "So when do you think you're gonna settle and go to my world?" he asked after a moment.

Yugi blinked. "I dunno." He said, kicking his legs leisurely.

"Bum." Yami chuckled tickling Yugi again. "One of these days you're gonna get hurt here."

Yugi giggled. "Hey, I'll come when you get your chosen to come."

Yami snorted. "That's lame." he sighed. "Ahmose seems to have a lust for danger." he flicked his tail irritably. "He said he's not done exploring this world."

Yugi smiled. "What's wrong with that?"

"I HATE IT HERE!" Yami howled, before whining.

Yugi sighed. "Well... we'll see what happens..."

Yami shivered. "It's fucking cold here...and the people hate me." he pulled a blanket over himself, offering a corner to Yugi. "Thanks for the company...it's pretty lonesome here."

Yugi smiled. "I'll stay with you as long as you are alone." He said, laying down next to his friend (but far enough away to not get squished if Yami rolled over).

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Mikado faced the council, a stubborn look on his face.

"We're coming." He said firmly. "Whether you want us to or not! Bakura has to face Itemri, and Ahmose has to get Yami. And I will NOT let my lover and brother go off into danger while I get left behind!!!" Nikolas raised an eyebrow from where he stood beside Aiden at the back of the room. The pair both were quite amused with the spunky Journeyman.

Pegasus sighed. "Alright Mikado...there's no sense arguing with you." he grumbled. "You can come, but you stay in the back!" he said sternly. "I dont want to catch you rushing headlong into danger. You're not trained for it."

Mikado smirked. "I don't have much of a choice sir... I'll have to ride in a carriage with Bakura during the day." He pointed out, giggling.

"AND with Nikolas. He's coming as well." The Slayer said. Mikado blinked, then chuckled.

"Bakura won't like that." He snorted out, trying not to burst out laughing. "Nothing against YOU Nikolas, but... well... he's gonna miss our privacy..."

Pegasus groaned. "Keep THAT private please." he scolded.

Mikado grinned. "Yeah. I am. That's the point." He said.

Pegasus nodded. "Well then have him begin readying his things." he said calmly. "We leave as soon as Ryou and Marik arrive."

Mikado nodded. "Yessir!!" He answered. ~Bakura, we leave as soon as Marik and Ryou get back!!!~

~Alright...~ came the grumbling response. ~Bratface.~

"Bakura says alright." Mikado informed the council. "Shall I ask the stable to get the carriage ready?" He asked.

Pegasus nodded. "Unless you intend to fry in the sun." he chuckled. "And try to keep it appropriate. Nikolas doesn't need to be scarred for life."

"Don't tell him, tell that sire of his." Nikolas chuckled, grinning.

"Yessir." Mikado snickered, and turned to run down to the stable, but as soon as he was out the door, he slammed into Otogi. "OOF!!!"

Otogi grinned. "Oh Mikado! I was just looking for you!" he said eagerly. "We recieved a pigeon back. They're on their way." he said handing Mikado the note. "And some ladies are here....I think they're yours." he laughed pointing to the maid girls, who were all giggling amongst themselves and holding various cloth spools.

Mikado blinked at the girls. “… what are you doing here? What is that you have?” He asked, then his eyes widened. “What is that for?!” The council watched, curiously amused.

The girls giggled and hurried forward. "Master Mikado we went to see the tailor here." they said.

"And he had some beautiful fabric! Oh it was perfect. So we hurried back to Master Bakura." One said.

"And he said we could get it just for you!" another finished.

The third held up the beautiful ocean blue fabric. "Isn't it perfect? We have a whole year to make your dress for next Christmas ball!"

Mikado froze, eyes wide and face red as the council just... STARED. Nikolas and Dartz both raised their hand to their mouth, covering their amused grins as they fought not to laugh. In fact, many of the council were trying not to laugh.

The girls giggled and another presented a lovely new corset. "And he told us to get you this, since he cut the last one off of you in his hurry." she giggled.

Mikado groaned and his face fell into his hands, humiliated. The council looked... embarassed and shocked at THAT announcement.

Pegasus snorted back a laugh. "And with that lovely bit of news, I think this meeting has adjourned." he said chuckling. "Mikado obviously has a dress-fitting to attend."

Mikado whirled. "OH, SHUT UP!!!" He howled, startling the council. Many blinked, then burst out laughing.

Pegasus snickered as well. "Honestly Mikado." he said amused.

Mikado glared, then sighed and drooped. "I promised to wear a dress to the next Christmas Ball if he came to Christmas Mass with me..." He confessed.

Pegasus chuckled. "Go get fitted for your dress. We cant leave until Ryou and Marik return." he said smiling. "These ladies are obviously very eager."

Mikado winced. "Mary Mother of God..." Mikado groaned, turning and trudging out of the room.

The maids eagerly grabbed Mikado's hands and dragged him away, crooning in glee about how beautiful he would be.

"No no nooooo... why now?! We have a whole year!!!" Mikado was whining, much to Otogi's amusement.

"Because!" The girls huffed. "We're sewing it just for you from scratch!" One girl gave Mikado a look. "It's hard work to sew a dress worthy of our master's lover! We want to get it PERFECT!"

Mikado gave a slight whimper. ~Bakuraaaaaaaaa!!!~

~You promised.~ Bakura chuckled. ~Now come back and let the ladies have their fun.~

Mikado drooped "... Fine..." He grumbled.

~and when you're done, I'll get back to what I was doing before your brother interrupted.~ Bakura added. ~So be ready to spend the day in sexual bliss.~

Mikado's eyes widened. ~WHAT?!~

~You heard me.~ Bakura chuckled.

~Gooooooodddd....~ Mikado groaned.

Bakura smirked. ~Yeah, you should thank him. Because you have me and I have you. Every inch of you.~ Bakura laughed softly. ~And I have some inches that I prefer over others…~

Mikado's eyes widened again and his face flushed. ~Oh God...~

~for instance...I love your eyes...that long hair. ~ Bakura listed. ~I love the sound of your voice when you moan, how you look, covered in a thin sheen of sweat...~ The near-ancient chuckled.

Mikado whimpered again. ~Shut up or the girls will have to wait to start on the damn dress!!~

Bakura snickered. ~I love the taste of you.~ he purred. ~Even tasting you, I have my favorite places...~

Mikado winced. "Ladies... you may have to wait..." He mumbled.

The maids looked at Mikado before bursting into giggles once more. "Poor master Mikado... is Bakura picking on you again?"

Mikado pouted for their amusement. "Yes."

They all awwed and giggled more, doting on him. "Don’t be sad, Master Bakura loves you!" they cooed offering him hugs and smiles.

Bakura laughed. ~Are you playing the sob story at my maids? Like you don’t want to have sex with me.~

Mikado grinned. ~I feel like being a drama queen.~

Bakura blinked. ~Brat. hurry back. I have plans for you, little mister drama queen~

Mikado snickered. ~Yeah, yeah yeah... I'm hungry. I'm gonna hunt first.~ He said, just to frustrate his sire.

~You'll be at this inn in less than ten minutes, or I'll come out to find you, and when I do, I'll fuck you where you stand.~ Bakura warned. ~Then carry your exhausted naked ass back, spanking you for every step.~

Mikado's eyes widened and his jaw DROPPED, his face filled in shock. ~... YOU WOULDN'T!!!~

~Try me.~

Mikado blinked, and frowned slightly. Would Bakura really make good on that threat? ~... But I'm hungryyyyy...~ He whined.

~I better see you here in ten minutes.~ Bakura said calmly.

~That's not enough time to hunt!~ Mikado protested.

~I know. Now come to the inn. I'll feed you.~

~Bakuraaaaa... I can feed myself!!!~ Mikado whined.

~I better see you, don’t think I wont come out there and take you against a cold brick wall.~ Bakura warned smirking.

This time, Mikado just whined. And ten minutes later, Mikado still had not returned to the inn.

And within fifteen, Bakura had pinned Mikado against none other than the tailor shop the maids had just come from. "Did you think I was lying?" he purred groping Mikado shamelessly and kissing him. "Now you're fucked against the wall."

Mikado squeaked, squirming. "They dragged me along to compare my eyes to some other fabrics and little... decoration... thingies..."

"My ass." Bakura said slipping his hand into Mikado's pants, stroking him. "Those maids came home not long ago giggling about how you snuck off to feed."

Mikado let out a shriek. "OH MY GOD, GET OFF GET OFF GET OFF!!!" He screamed, jerking away and slapping Bakura's hands away, toppling back onto the ground and scuttling away. "Your hands are FREEZING!!!"

Bakura pounced on Mikado and pinned him to the snow. "And the snow's even colder!" And he grabbed a handful and JAMMED it into said pants.

Mikado screamed, and the next thing Bakura knew, he was in the Tailor's shop, surrounded by broken glass, and Mikado was nowhere in sight.

Oh, it was on now. Bakura made chase of his childe. ~I'm going to punish you so badly you'll never think of defying me when I want to fuck you ever again!~ he taunted. ~Something like... 500 spankings~

~THAT WAS FUCKING COLD!!!~ Mikado bitched back, viciously.

~Well that'll teach you to scream like a girl.~

~... I hate you.~ Mikado snorted, and Bakura was surprised to discover that Mikado had learned to cloak his presence from his sire; Bakura couldn't track him through their telepathic link.

Bakura chuckled to himself and after a moment paused before heading back to the inn. ~You'll get bored of the cold eventually...you promised the maids you'd let them measure you for the dress...so you'll have to come back eventually.~

~Hah! Or I can just wait for Marik and Ryou to get back.~ Mikado replied. ~They'll be here by tomorrow night.~

~Yes...but what about tomorrow DAY~ Bakura snickered. ~Unless you think you can stand the tension of the Vatican, and the comments about your lovely dress~

~I won't have to, I'll be alseep.~ Mikado pointed out.

~With that Otogi dork? Right.~

Mikado blinked, then laughed. ~I have my own room, thank you. You seem to forget that I am a Journeyman Agent, so I have my own quarters. It's small, but it's my own.~

Bakura snorted. ~Fine, then go sleep there.~

~Hmph.~ Mikado grunted as Bakura entered the inn and headed to his room. ~Maybe I will.~

~So? Then do it~ Bakura smiled and accepted the tea one of his servants offered. "thank you."

~Fine.~ Mikado snapped.

Bakura however didn't grace Mikado with a response.

Lillith blinked at Bakura.

"... Is something wrong, my lord?" She asked. "I thought you went out to get Master Mikado?"

"He's being difficult" he grumbled. "So he can do what he wants."

Lillith blinked, then giggled. "Master, what did you do?" She asked in a slightly scolding tone.

Bakura snorted. "Nothing you need mind over." he said shaking his head. "He's too young for me to be fighting with."

The girl giggled. "I have noticed, my lord... that Master Mikado is difficult for either one of the same two things... first, he is being difficult because he is playing with you. Second, you have done something to annoy him. Which is it, Master?"

"Likely both."

Lillith grinned. "You beleive you annoyed him but he is playing with you?"

"I have no clue." he grumbled after a moment. "But it will be refreshing to have a night when he can feed himself and be out of my hair."

Lillith giggled. "Shall I turn down your sheets for you, Master?" She asked.

"Yes please." Bakura said shaking his head and running a hand through his hair. "Dare I say I half understand Itemri's leaving me on my own. My childe is tiring at times." he grumbled.

Lillith giggled yet again. "But you share such adoration for one another." she said, going into the other room to turn down the bed. "And remember that you are insisting on babying him until he gets his adult fangs." She called.

Bakura nodded. "Babying is not the tiresome part. I do not recall ever acting so childishly as he does at times."

Lillith walked back into the room, eyes sparkling. "You were full grown when you were changed. And you had to grow up quickly to survive, Master. He is still a child, and is still able to BE a child! Would you rather he had to grow up right away?"

Bakura sighed and shook his head. "I wish he could entertain both spectrums."

"Does he not?" Lillith asked. "He acts like a child when he feels he is free to do so. But when he is doing his duty for the Vatican, is he not all business? You complained that he was focused on his job at the Christmas Ball and not you, Master."

"Yes." Bakura closed his eyes. "And I feel it will always be as such. He will always be the adult for the Vatican, and I will be stuck with the child. Sometimes even I would like an adult in my bed, not a child."

Lillith sighed. "Tell him this, Master. If he doesn't know how you feel, how is he to... try and change that?"

"Another time." Bakura said walking past Lilith and patting her head. "Another time.”

Lillith smiled and curtseyed. "Anything else before you retire, master? All the windows are covered and Master Mikado's brother is resting in another room."

"Nothing tonight Lilith. Go enjoy your evening." he said smiling before entering his room and closing the door.

"... I wish you would have told me that I was bothering you." A voice said, actually startling Bakura badly. Mikado was on his stomach on his bed, arms folded on the bed covers before him. His legs were bent at the knees and his ankles were crossed. Mikado was staring at Bakura, waiting for him to say something, but Bakura was slightly distracted by his fledgling's nudity (his ass looked nice in the light from the fireplace...).

Bakura smiled after a moment. "I'm not the complaining sort." he said after a moment. "I love you, and I'd love you even if you were the biggest pain in the ass on the planet."

Mikado snorted, frowning slightly. "The way you were talking about me in there it sounds like I am." He mumbled.

"I still love you don’t I?" Bakura chuckled.

Mikado just stared at Bakura, that slight frown still on his face as he fiddled with the end of his braid in his left hand.

Bakura sighed and sat on the bed rubbing Mikado's back. "As much as I hate admitting it Mikado... I'm an old vampire... sometimes I enjoy calmer fun..." he said after a moment. "Sitting by a fire and relaxing, having a calm dinner... hell even paperwork is fun for me sometimes."

Mikado raised his eyebrows. "God should smite you for that LAST one..." He said, finally smiling.

Bakura sighed and scooped up his lover, kissing him. "Try to tone it down sometimes hmm?" he purred. "I'm an old man… you're lucky I don’t get a cane and a billion cats and rant about people being on my property."

Mikado blinked, then burst out into hysterical laughter.

Bakura chuckled as well and nuzzled Mikado. "Sound fair? I am nearly an ancient. Ancient... gods." he snorted.

Mikado smiled and cuddled into Bakura's chest. "You hardly seem like it..." He sighed, perfectly content. "Sometimes, I have to remind myself that you're not twenty four."

Bakura grinned. "I try to keep on the young side... but even I get tired. After Seto's defeated I'll want nothing more than to go home and spend my days relaxing, for a while."

Mikado smiled, then gave him a suggestive smile. "For the sake of sore muscles... all Agents were taught ancient massage techniques from far to the east..."

Bakura smirked. "Am I sensing mischief?"

Mikado gave him an innocent look. "From me?" He asked, batting his eyes, then grinned. "I'm promising you to help you relax after we take down Seto." He explained.

"You suck at lying Mikado." Bakura said kissing him. "You need to work on the delivery."

Mikado blinked. "... I wasn't lying." He said.

Bakura chuckled and nodded. "Fine then. You can give me as many massages as you want, assuming that's all you give me."

"Assuming that's all I give you?" He asked, cocking his head.

Bakura nodded. "No sex."

Mikado blinked. "... When we take Seto down you don't wanna have sex?" He asked, looking... baffled.

Bakura nodded. "I want to go home and do work."

Mikado blinked, then scowled. "Oh, and what am I supposed to do?" He asked, then smirked. "Read your old journals?"

"Everyone else has." Bakura said looking rather put out by that.

Mikado laughed, and kissed Bakura's cheek. "Are you sure all you want is a massage?" He asked in a tone that sent alarms off in Bakura's mind. Oh... the childe was up to something...

Bakura gave Mikado a look. "You're up to something, now I'm starting to worry that even the massage is a bad idea."

Mikado gave a wicked chuckle. “I just think I could do SO much more for you than just a massage…” He purred, and gave his sire a fiery kiss, forcing his tongue into Bakura’s mouth and flattening him onto his back before the elder even knew what had happened. After a moment, he realized that Mikado was straddling his hips and grinding against him, one hand tangled in his hair, the other working on getting rid of his sire’s shirt.

Bakura smiled into the kiss. ~Horny are we?~ he said sounding quite happy. ~What a pleasant little surprise for me... I never get jumped.~

~Hmmmm... well... if all you want is the occasional massage after we take down Seto, then I guess this is a one time thing...~ Mikado replied, running his claws down Bakura's bare chest, tickling him.

Bakura lifted his hands and one ran along Mikado's back, the other undid the tie on his hair. ~You know how I love your hair... and how I hate when you have it tied before bed, or sex.~

~Yeah, but it tangles. That and sometimes it gets caught underneath us. I have woken in the middle of the day time because I tried to roll over and YOU were LYING on my HAIR!!! It hurts!!!~

Bakura chuckled and kissed him. "Then I will be more careful." he cooed pulling away.

Mikado raised an eyebrow. "When you're asleep? Yeah right..." He snorted, and startled Bakura by massaging him in between the legs. Oh, the fledgling had a devious air about him tonight...

Bakura groaned and pulled Mikado into another fierce kiss. ~You'd better be ready to finish what you start Mikado.~ he warned.

~Oh, I intend to...~ Mikado growled, slipping his hand into Bakura's pants. ~And I had the courtesy to make sure my hand ISN'T cold.~

Bakura laughed more. ~I could have cared less if your hand was cold or not, it's damn hot having it down my pants regardless.~

Mikado only snorted in response, nipping at Bakura's jaw.

Bakura turned, catching Mikado's lip in his teeth, nipping lightly drawing the smallest trickle of blood. ~Gods you can be so sexy...~

~Nice to know! That stings, cut it out.~ Mikado chirped and scolded in the same "breath".

Bakura laughed and slipped his tongue into Mikado's mouth, teeth leaving his lovers lips and the wound healing near instantly. ~Baby.~

"Hmmmm..." Mikado sighed, rubbing himself against Bakura's thigh as he peeled his sire's shirt and coat off of his shoulders and tossing it aside before tossing his belt after them.

Bakura smirked and suddenly flipped Mikado beneath him. ~I think you've had your fun...~ he purred, still kissing him. He pulled away and began trailing his lips southward. ~It's my turn.~

"Meep!" Mikado squeaked, and blinked up at Bakura. Then, he grinned. "Oh, is it?" He asked. Then, Bakura got the shock of his life. Mikado, moving faster than Bakura thought was possible, flipped them over and Bakura found himself face down in the pillows on his knees and professionally bound. His wrists were tied behind him up high on his back and held there by a short length of rope (where the hell had it come from?!) that wrapped around his neck. Mikado held Bakura's head down with one hand, and was squeezing his goods with the other. "I'm not done playing." Mikado giggled.

Bakura blinked and laughed. "Oh you're a naughty little imp…" he purred quite pleased. "Though, do you mind loosening that rope?" he chuckled. "You're either going to break my neck during your fun, or my arm." He smiled. "But I suppose I can allow you all the fun you want tonight."

Mikado barked out a laugh. "There is NO way I'm loosening anything. I do and you'll turn the tables on me." He said, running a hand down Bakura's left inner thigh.

Bakura purred. "I will not." he said calmly. "If you're THAT determined to get the better of me, then you deserve it. But so help me if you break something because of this rope, I'm going to bust your ass."

Mikado snorted. "And how are you gonna do that? I seem to have you pretty much under my control..." Mikado teased, nuzzling Bakura's hip and kissing it gently.

"Because it's just rope." Bakura said rolling his eyes. "If I really wanted to I could break it."

Mikado chuckled wickedly and pulled on the rope between Bakura's neck and wrists, and pain shot up his arms. "Are you sure?" He asked.

Bakura hissed. "Mikado... You have a LONG eternity ahead of you. Don’t make me kick your ass the entirety of it."

Mikado gave that evil little laugh again, bending down over his sire, placing his lips right next to Bakura's ear, not letting up on the pressure on Bakura's arms. "I'd rather you FUCK my ass for the entirety of it..." He hissed, licking the shell of Bakura's ear.

Bakura hissed and groaned. "Oh don’t you doubt that... I'll be doing you every night if possible."

Mikado snickered, then suddenly flipped Bakura over onto his back, cutting the rope with his claws, but he pinned his sire down. "Nuh-uh... I'm not done..." Mikado hissed, sliding down Bakura's body and nibbling at his abdomen, just below his navel. His eyes, glowing slightly, were fixed on Bakura's face.

Bakura allowed it, giving a slight moan. ~God that's a sexy look for you...~ he purred. Mikado had never looked seductive or sinister before... but damn it was hot.

Mikado grinned, flashing Bakura his little fangs and a seductive wink before licking his lips and sliding lower, tracing his fingers down Bakura's thighs and coaxing him to spread them wider.

Bakura did so shivering slightly and watching Mikado eagerly. This was a very special Bakura-treat!

Mikado grinned and lowered his head, sliding a finger into Bakura as he took him into his mouth.

Bakura let out a surprised moan his hips bucking into Mikado's mouth. It'd been a long time since anyone had tried putting him on the bottom. Though he didn't mind offering Mikado the reigns, as long as he knew what he was doing. So far he was doing great!

Mikado grinned around Bakura's erection, quite thrilled with the reaction he was getting. He gently scraped his teeth (fangs and all) up Bakura's length, sliding a second finger into his sire.

Bakura hissed and his hips bucked again. ~Damn you for being so sexy.~ he moaned and fisted his hands into the blankets of the bed.

~Isn't that part of why you chose me?~ Mikado asked slyly.

Bakura moaned again. ~I chose you because I loved you ever since you were young.~

Mikado blinked, pausing. ~... Since I was...? How young? When?~ Mikado asked.

Bakura laughed slightly. ~Since our first kiss? I didn't like having child molester thoughts. But I did care deeply for that little scamp who broke into my house.~

Mikado blinked, then grinned and blushed. ~Heh... sorry about that...~

Bakura moaned slightly. ~You were cute back then... and you grew up so fucking hot.~ Bakura's hands lifted from the bed, lacing into Mikado's hair. ~You should go look at yourself in the mirror sometime... there's not one part of your body that isn't utterly sexy.~

Mikado snickered. ~I know.~ He said, arrogantly.

Bakura blinked then laughed. ~But your ability to blow a man could use some work.~

~I have hardly begun to blow.~ Mikado chuckled, and out of the blue deep throated Bakura, massaging him with his tongue, sucking lightly and humming in the back of his throat.

Bakura let out an uncharacteristic yelp and thrust into Mikado's mouth once more. ~I suppose that's a BIT better...~ he teased.

Mikado snorted. ~Right. Name ONE person who can do better.~ Mikado challenged. ~And be careful who you name.~

~I'm going to go out on a limb here, and say that the incubus is better.~ Bakura laughed.

Mikado paused and raised an eyebrow. ~Just a guess right? You're not speaking from experience, right?~ And his eyes narrowed in slight jealously.

~Oh? And what if it was? What would you do?~ Bakura taunted.

Mikado narrowed his eyes, and then bit down.

Bakura howled in pain and knocked Mikado off of him.

Mikado just LAUGHED. "And that was NOTHING!!!"

Bakura snorted. "You're so going to bed without a fucking tonight,"

Mikado snickered. "I wasn't planning on getting fucked tonight... I was planning to get you off..." He said, stroking Bakura leisurely with his hand.

Bakura glared. "You just BIT me!" he howled as if Mikado had broken some holy rite.

Mikado chuckled. "Isn't that what vampires are supposed to do?" He asked, cocking his head.

Bakura raised an eyebrow. "Do you want me to bite YOU next time?"

"Hmmmm..." Mikado mused, sliding up over Bakura. "Depends... When, where, and how hard...?" He asked, before kissing his sire and laying on him, beginning to grind against him.

Bakura groaned and grumbled, sliding his hands over Mikado's body, groping his behind. "Whenever I want, where ever I want... and however hard it takes to make you moan."

"Hmmmmm... that's hardly a bite at all..." Mikado giggled, and kissed Bakura's throat. "You can make me moan without trying..." He sighed, eyes fluttering closed as he was nearly overwhelmed by the friction they were generating between one another.

Bakura grumbled and finally rolled atop Mikado once more. "Perhaps... but it's because I enjoy making you moan so much..." he ground against Mikado, trailing his hands along his childe's body. "To see that look on your face. It's priceless."

Mikado smiled, leaning into every touch with a little sighing moan. "I love you..."

Bakura leaned down and kissed Mikado. "You'd better..." he cooed kissing him once more, this time deeply. ~Because I'll always love you.~

Mikado sighed, responding strongly to the kiss, reaching between them and caressing Bakura's arousal gently, but Bakura could feel the strength in his fledgling's hands.

Bakura purred into the kiss, hands trailing to Mikado's length as well, stroking and teasing. Nothing gave him more pleasure than moments like this. And his responses to Mikado's every touch surely told the teen how close he was.

Mikado moaned, craning his neck and arching his back, his face flushed. "Bakuraaaaaa... Ahh..." He curled his other arm around Bakura's waist, digging his claws in slightly.

Bakura growled softly, his other hand trailing over Mikado's thigh and began preparing his childe. ~If I were you... I'd slow down unless you don’t want to be finished tonight.~ he growled lustily.

"I thought you said I was going to bed without getting fucked tonight..." Mikado chuckled, giving Bakura a long, slow, firm stroke.

Bakura growled at Mikado warningly. ~Don’t make me spank you instead.~

Mikado moaned and squirmed. "In the mood I'm in tonight, I might actually enjoy that..."

Bakura smirked and shockingly fast, flipped Mikado and gave him a firm slap on the ass, which resulted in a rather loud CRACK.

Mikado yelped out loudly, bucking forwards and tossing his head back with a lusty groan.

Bakura smirked and smacked him again ~Is my precious innocent Vatican childe a masochist?~ he purred eagerly.

Mikado groaned again, squirming. ~M-Maybe?~

Bakura smirked. ~Oh really?~ he reached over to the bedside table and picked up a candle. ~Lets see....~ he let just a bit of the wax dribble over Mikado's back, the wax cooling very quickly against Mikado's unnaturally cool skin.

Mikado gasped loudly, then moaned and shivered, collapsing onto Bakura's lap since his arms and legs were shaky.

Bakura laughed at that, going back to preparing his childe, dripping hot wax over his back from time to time. ~Sounds more like a LOT to me.~ he hissed.

Mikado whimpered, squirming, his face flushed and sweaty, his hair sticking to him. His eyes (when open) were clouded with lust, and he couldn't stop writhing in his sire's lap.

Bakura chuckled to himself, groping Mikado and gently. After a moment he rubbed his prostate at the same moment hot wax hit the youth's back sending VERY mixed stimulation through the youth's senses.

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!!!" Mikado yelped.

Bakura burst out laughing at that, putting the candle away and thrusting into Mikado suddenly. ~That good hmm?~

"MARY FUCKING MOTHER OF GOD!!!" Mikado cried, jolting several people out of their sleep.

Bakura began a fast pace right off, hitting Mikado's prostate as often as possible taking him roughly (but gently enough not to harm him, just roughly enough sitting would be a big issue.) Bakura moaned. ~Gods you're perfect, albeit loud.~

"Oh, and my being loud has... ahh... NOTHING to do with you?!" Mikado yelped.

Bakura smirked and dragged his claws slowly down Mikado's back, just barely piercing the skin. ~Nothing at all.~ he chuckled calmly, striking the prostate once more.

Mikado arched his back, letting out a high keen, his body shivering in pleasure. "Bakuraaaaaa... come on... before we wake up my brother..."

Bakura chuckled repeating the process once more. "I'm sure he woke up somewhere between Jesus and Mary."

Mikado groaned at that, and it wasn't in pleasure.

And in response, he recieved a harsh slap on the ass. "Quit yer bitchin, I doubt he cares."

"YIPE!!! Of COURSE he cares! He attacked you earlier, didn't he?!" Mikado howled.

Another smack. "Only out of shock."

"Ah! God!!! Bakuraaaa..." Mikado moaned, shoving back into his sire.

Bakura groaned in turned and hefted Mikado up a bit, beginning to pump him. It was very unclear who was getting off more on this little... S&M kick.

Mikado was whining desperately now, gasping as he squirmed under Bakura, trying to reach his orgasm.

Bakura's pace picked up as he was trying the same thing. Before long he found his peak within Mikado and moaned loudly.

Mikado gasped as Bakura's last thrusts were especially hard and deep, and he soon released all over Bakura's hand.

Bakura collapsed atop his lover and pulled him into a hug, once he'd rolled off. He groaned. "Gods you're hot." he whispered biting his wrist and offering it to his childe (who was inevitably hungry.)

Mikado sighed tiredly, but perked at Bakura's offer. He cooed and accepted it, but he didn't take very much.

Bakura smiled and pulled the blankets over them. ~You're perfect Mikado... the single most perfect person... for me to love.~

Mikado smiled and curled up with a content sigh. ~Nice to know... just wish your sire would pull his head out of his ass long enough to figure that out...~

Bakura snorted. ~Trust me... you don’t want his approval.~ he grumbled looking put out. ~I didn't want his approval. Still don’t want his approval.~

Mikado smiled. ~And you get on ME for being a rebel...~ He giggled softly.

~I get on you for being a rebel and an idiot. You chose to be with me like this... I was not given that choice.~ he pulled Mikado close and hugged him. ~And although NOW I wouldn't trade the chance to love you for anything, up until now I've been very much alone.~

Mikado snuggled back into Bakura's chest. ~I love you...~ He cooed.

Bakura nodded and nuzzled into Mikado's back, being careful of the youth's hair. ~I love you too Mikado. Forever.~

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

It was late afternoon when three travelers arrived at the Vatican. They took their horses to the stable, and then headed in, removing their cloaks. Ryou and Malik were shivering, but Marik, in his halfway form, was furry and warm.

Ryou grumbled. "Nudist." he snorted grumpily.

"I'm not naked!" Marik laughed. He WAS still wearing his clothes over his fur.

Ryou grumbled. "Nudist." he said again and hurried into the Vatican, seeking a hot HOT bath.

Marik smiled at Malik, and both followed, deciding to check in later when they were warm.

Ryou was already in the bathing chamber, heating the water and waiting eagerly. "Cold!" he whined while waiting.

Marik and Malik shucked off their clothes and hopped in, Marik changing to his human form so the water wouldn't fill with fur.

Ryou blinked. "HEY!" he pouted. "That was MY bath!"

Marik and Malik looked at him. "The tub is more than big enough for all of us." Marik said.

Ryou whined. "Privacy!"

Marik blinked, then chuckled. "But I'm your MATE!!!"

Ryou whined. "Privacy!"

Marik blinked, then chuckled. "But I'm your MATE!!!"

Ryou crossed his arms. "Malik isn't!"

Malik blinked, then grinned. "Calm down, Ryou." He said. "I won't look." and he leaned back, relaxed, and closed his eyes. "Just keep the sex in the bedroom, not the bathtub."

Ryou sighed and drooped, finally giving up and undressing. He climbed in the tub and looked sad.

Marik cocked his head. "What's wrong?" He asked.

Ryou looked at Malik and pouted more.

Marik blinked and looked at Malik, then back at Ryou. "Ryou, seriously, what's wrong?" He asked. Malik suddenly hissed and sat up, wincing. He stood, and began to remove the soaked bandages wrapped around his waist from when Elu shot him.

"You should go see the healers." Ryou said softly. "Get....that taken care of."

Malik nodded. "Yeah... I... can... you heal it?" He asked, looking at Ryou, hopefully.

Ryou bit his lip and shook his head. "I...dont think I can." he said after a moment. "At least nor right now..."

Malik blinked, then frowned. "Why? Are you okay?! Are... are you worried that being a werewolf will make you lose your powers?" He asked softly.

Ryou shook his head. "No...but I think I should probably be blessed before I try something like that...or I may end up hurting us both far worse."

Malik blinked, then nodded and smiled. "Okay. I can understand that..." He said. He left the tub and pulled on a robe, then left to find the healers.

The instant Malik had left, Ryou POUNCED Marik and kissed him.

Marik yelped and jumped. "HMMPH?!"

Ryou snuggled up to him and kissed him again. "Marik." he cooed lovingly.

"Uh... Yeah. That's me." Marik mumbled, confused.

Ryou growled softly. "How long has it been?" he said, giving Marik a needy look.

Marik blinked, and his eyes widened. "Uhhhhh... who are you and what have you done with Ryou?"

Ryou kissed Marik again, grinding against him. One thing he'd gained from being damned into a werewolf. The ability to be VERY horny.

"Oh God... Ryou. Let's keep it in the bedroom." Marik chuckled. "ESPECIALLY in the Vatican, hm?"

Ryou growled again warningly, his furry ears tilting back.

Marik chuckled. "Let's uh... hurry to the bedroom then, hm?"

Ryou ground his hips against Marik's once more, one hand sliding into Marik's hair, while his lips trailed over his lover's jawline, and slowly south....

"... Or not." Marik squeaked.

Ryou gave Marik a wolfish smirk and suddenly disappeared under the water. A moment later lips found themselves around Marik's length. Ryou'd always been very good at holding his breath.

"OH FUCK!!!" Marik yelped, jumping.

Ryou went right to work on Marik's length, licking, humming every so often, gently grazing small wolfish fangs over the flesh and running his tongue over EVERY inch as he bobbed his head underwater.

"God, don't you have to BREATHE?!" Marik howled, squirming.

Ryou deepthroated Marik suddenly humming in the back of his throat before slowly pulling away, dragging his tongue up Marik's length, and trailing kisses upwards out of the water before he kissed Marik once more, passionately.

"Good God!!!" Marik gasped, squirming. "Oh my GOD."

Ryou leaned into Marik, grinding against him once more. "Mariiiiik." he whined.

"What's gotten into you?!" Marik gasped, gripping Ryou's heiney.

Ryou whined again. "I want youuuuu."

"I can tell!!!" Marik laughed.

Ryou growled softly. "Now."

Marik's eyes widened. "Uh... um... okay..." He mumbled, and stuck a finger up into Ryou.

Ryou nuzzled into Marik contently his tail wagging slightly. He was just a very horny wolf pup. And Marik was HIS mate...and he wanted some mating action.

Marik chuckled. "Naughty little pup..." He snickered, nuzzling Ryou's cheek.

Ryou cooed contently and kissed Marik again, grinding against him. "I blame werewolves.." Ryou mumbled after a moment. "Horny things...”

Marik chuckled. "That we are..." He murmured, gently adding a second finger and drawing them in and out of his lover's body.

Ryou moaned softly, ears tilting back, this time in pleasure. "You're horrible creatures...horrible horrible horny things..." he ground against Marik again hands slipping southward to stroke his lover. "H-how will I ever be able to give sermons...when all I'll think of is you."

Marik raised an eyebrow. "Uh... Ummmm..." He mumbled.

Ryou smirked, and moved in. “Fuck me. Now.”

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