Mela en’ Coiamin (Love of my Life)
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Chapter Five
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Disclaimer: Unfortunately anything dealing with Yu-gi-oh does not belong to me but to a very rich and lucky person. So no suing!
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), AU (so no spoilers), maybe more…
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
General A/N: Nothing much to say besides I’m tried and going to bed after I update this. -_- So heres the next chapter
♥ ♥ ♥Mela en’ Coiamin ♥ ♥ ♥
Chapter Five
by Ravenx
The bright rays of sun shines down through the tall tree branches to reflect off the crystal clear water of the small pond. A small family of light brown and white ducks swim together at the edge of the warm water, the wind gently blowing their feathers. Three figures are entangled on the soft green grass on the opposite side of the pond as the ducks, another form laying across the rough surface of a large boulder.
“So how do you feel about Marik, Malik?” Ryou asks as his head rest on top of the pale blonde’s slim waist, the other’s hand running through his white hair flowing over the bare stomach and onto the grass.
“It will still take me a while to get used to speaking with a mori’quessir but he seems nice.” Malik smiles, his head laying in Yugi’s lap as the smallest elf sits against the rock, his own hand moving through Malik’s pale blonde hair.
“Did you tell him what happened?” Light brown eyes watch the white fluffy clouds float by.
“Yes.”
“What did he think?” Yugi tilts his head to the side as he looks down at the pale blonde’s closed eyes.
“He was upset. He said he would hunt the one who did it to me and kill him.”
“Are you going to let him?” Joey questions from his position on the rock.
“I have no choose. He already killed him.”
“Mani? Since yesterday?” Ryou gasps.
“No, wilwarin.” Malik giggles. “He ran into the one who did it to me decades ago and killed him.”
“How do you feel about that?” Yugi asks quietly.
“I was not sure at first but I have thought about it and I am more than happy that he killed that slime.”
“Who would have thought that all these years of you living in fear there was no sense for it.” Ryou mumbles.
“I wish not to speak of this any more. How was it with Bakura?” Malik pulls gently on a white lock of Ryou’s hair.
“I really like him.” The small elf giggles.
“It seems to me that his hands love to wonder your body.” Joey states.
“That they do.” Another giggle escapes Ryou’s lips.
“But you like that?” Yugi grins.
“Perhaps.”
“I have a feeling you are going to be having fun with that white haired mori’quessir soon.” Malik smiles.
“I hope you are right, elle’quessir.” A voice speaks from the other side of the boulder.
“Bakura! What are you doing here?” Joey asks as he watches the white haired elf walk around to the others laying on the grass.
“I became bored and could not get a certain elle kua off my mind.” Bakura smiles down at the smaller white haired elf.
“Elle kua?” Malik raises an eyebrow as he watches Bakura lay down on the soft, green grass, his head resting on Ryou’s flat stomach, his legs inches away from Yugi’s bare feet.
“Be quiet, Malik.” Ryou stick his tongue out at his friend as he runs a hand through Bakura’s soft white hair.
“Seriously, Bakura, what are you doing here? You may be caught by one of our kind.” Yugi smiles down at his happy white haired friend.
“I do not care. Besides the others were coming so I thought I would as well.”
“The others are coming? Yami?” The smallest elf’s eyes shine as he looks around.
“I am here, elle mela.(1)” A deep voice says as Yami appears from behind the large boulder Joey lays on. The tall elf sits next to Yugi, an arm wrapping around the little elf’s shoulder as he leans over to kiss the smooth cheek of the smiling elf.
“You would think he has not seen you in years.” Joey chuckles as he turns over on his stomach on the large rock, honey colored eyes looking down at his friends.
“Can I join?” A pale blonde appears, making his way over to the others. Sitting with his back against the rock, Marik lifts Malik’s legs up and drapes them over his own.
“You all look like a jig-saw puzzle.” Joey laughs.
“Why do you not join us?” Ryou smiles.
“Because he has somewhere else to be.” Another new voice speaks as a tall brunette steps out from behind a large tree.
“He does?” Yugi asks as he leans into Yami’s side.
“I do?”
“Do you not wish to meet Ohtar?” Deep blue eyes stare into honey brown.
“Oh, yes. I do wish to. I just forgot.” Joey jumps quickly off the rock.
“Then come, we do not wish to keep him waiting for long.” Seto turns and disappears between the trees, Joey waving to his friends as he runs after him.
“Who is Ohtar?” Malik asks between giggles as Marik tickles his bare feet.
“A dragon.” Yami smiles at the playing pale blondes.
“And Seto’s best friend.” Bakura reaches as hand up to run across Ryou’s pale cheek causing the other elf to smile down at him.
“A dragon? I did not think any one could get close to a dragon let alone close enough to make friends with one.” Yugi gasps.
“Seto is probably only one of a handful of sgiathatch turaea. We do not know how he does it but it is as if he can communicate with them.” Yami runs a hand through Yugi’s spiky hair.
“I think it is because he is like them in many ways.” Marik speaks up.
“What do you mean?” Malik tilts his head on Yugi’s lap to look at the pale blonde.
“Dragons are cold, distant, solitary creatures of high intelligence. That is exactly how I would describe Seto.”
“I agree.” Bakura says.
“How can he be distant and solitary when he has you all as friends?” Yugi asks.
“Yami is his only friend actually. He just puts up with me and Bakura.” Marik chuckles.
“Mani?” Ryou wrinkles his forehead in confusion.
“Yami is the only one he feels that is close to his intelligence, therefore the only one eligible to be his friend.” Marik explains.
“And the only reason I am considered that is because of Mokuba, his brother, always yelling at him to get friends.” Yami chuckles.
“Over the years that we have known him, Seto has loosened up a bit. I believe that is the only reason he is allowing Joey to meet Ohtar.” Bakura says.
“You mean he is loosened up?” Malik mumbles only to be hit on the head by Yugi.
“What do you mean by that?” Yugi glares down at his pale blonde friend.
“I did not get to meet Ohtar for centuries after I meet Seto.” Yami says.
“And me and Bakura only meet him a couple decades ago.” Marik smiles at the smaller pouting pale blonde.
“I do believe that he likes your friend. A lot.” Bakura grins.
“This Ohtar will not harm Joey, will he?” Yugi asks worriedly.
“No not worry, elle mela, I do not believe Seto will allow any creature to harm Joey.” Yami kisses the side of smallest elf’s head.
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Dark trees loom above dry, brown grass and dirt. Their shadows casting odd shapes on the ground. A tall sandy blonde elf walks quietly on an almost unseen path, his head hanging low, honey colored eyes watching his bare feet stepping over the small pebbles and twigs. Suddenly he finds a pair of black leather boots in his way, looking up he stares into bright green eyes.
“Hello, kalina’quessir. What would one of your kind be doing in these woods?”
“Please remove yourself from my way.”
“Why would I wish to do that? Someone as beautiful as yourself should not go unescorted in a place like this.” The black haired elf smirks down slightly at the sandy blonde, a hand reaching out to run along the bare shoulder of Joey.
“He is not alone.” A voice growls from beside the two before the black haired elf goes flying through the air to land roughly on the hard ground.
“I do not believe there was any need for that, Seto.” A smaller black haired boy steps out from behind a tree, shaking his long haired head at the fallen elf.
“He should keep his hands to himself.” Seto growls again as he looks the sandy blonde up and down. “Are you alright?”
“Yes, I am fine.” Wide honey eyes look up at the tall brunette.
“Who is this, big brother?” The smallest elf comes up to wrap an his arms around the brunette’s thin waist, his head laying against Seto’s stomach.
“This is Joey. Joey this is my little brother, Mokuba.” Seto runs a long fingered hand through the thick mane of the boy.
“Nice to meet you.” Joey bows his head slightly.
“Hello.” Mokuba smiles up at the taller boy.
“Is anyone going to introduce me?” The black haired elf that was thrown stands up and moves to the others while dusting off the dirt from his black leather pants.
“This is Duke, my brother’s pet idiot.” Seto growls.
“Do not call him that, big brother. Joey, Duke is my lover. Seto just does not like him.” Mokuba wrinkles his nose up at his brother.
“Saesa amentien lle, Joey.” Duke purrs.
“Why are you bringing a kalina’quessir to the Dark Forest, big brother?” Violet eyes narrow slightly at the attics of his lover.
“I am showing him to Ohtar.”
“Mani? How long have you known him?” Mokuba’s widened eyes lock on the blush covered face of the sandy blonde.
“A day.” Seto mumbles.
“A day? Really?” Mokuba smiles up at his taller brother. “You must really li…” A hand suddenly covers the little elf’s mouth.
“Enough. We need to go if we are to meet with Ohtar before he goes hunting.” Seto narrows his eyes down at his giggling brother.
“Okay.” Mokuba pulls Seto’s hand off his mouth before giving his brother’s waist a squeeze and stepping back next to his lover. “See you two later.” The two black haired elf’s wave as they move off into the trees.
“Come on.” Seto begins walking on the path again, Joey quickly following.
“Your brother seems very nice.”
“He is.”
“I do not like the other though.” Joey whispers.
“Then there is something we have in common.”
“I do not see what your brother likes in him.”
“Neither do I.”
“May I ask how long they have been together?”
“Too long.”
“You are protective of your little brother.” Joey smiles.
“It is like I told you, I raised him since he was an elfling, it is my duty to protect him. I have never liked anyone he has decided to be with but I do not like Duke the most.” Seto walks to a row of tightly grown trees, his dark eyes looking for the small space that will allow the two to pass through.
“How much longer until we reach the Death Mountains?” Joey slim arms wrap around himself.
“We are here.” The tall brunette slips between the trunks of two trees, Joey quickly following.
The honey colored eyes widen as they move from the darkness of the forest to a slightly brighter open cliff. Small hills covered with green grass cover the area beyond the trees. In the distance is a range of mountains, their white peaks seen above a floating ring of white and gray clouds.
“This is amazing.” Joey breaths out.
“Come up here.” Seto stands on one of the bigger hills, his eyes looking over the valley in front of them.
Joey silently does as told, moving to stand next to the taller brunette. He watches as Seto continues to look out over the valley, his eyes narrowing after a moment. A slight smirk appears on his face as he turns to look at the sandy blonde.
“Stand behind me and do not move until I tell you to.”
“Am I in danger?”
“If he does not know you he might try and harm you. But as long as you stay behind me you should be fine."
“I should be?” Joey squeaks.
“Just do not stand too far behind me or he will think I do not know you.”
“Can you not tell him that you do.”
“Yes. But he might not wait until I tell him.” Seto smirks as the other elf slides behind him, his slightly shivering arms moving against the leather back of the trench coat.
“Where is he?” Joey asks.
“He is here.” Seto turns back around as a large gush of wind blows his hair back.
Joey’s honey colored eyes peak over the brunette’s shoulder, his mouth drops open as he sees a large pale blue almost white dragon land in front of them. The giant wings that spread out several yards fold onto its back. It’s head rears back to roar into the sky causing Joey to whimper and move closer to Seto. Piercing blue eyes look down from about thirty feet in the air at the two small figures.
Seto holds out one of his hands toward the dragon who sits down and lowers its head to rub against it. The blue eyes never leave the shaking blonde’s honey ones. Sharp white teeth shine in the pale light coming down from the newly forming clouds over head causing the sandy blonde to move even closer to the other elf.
“Joey, this is Othar.” Seto runs his hand over the giant beast’s snout. Chuckling at the shaking sandy blonde, Seto reaches behind him with his other hand to grab one of Joey’s wrists. “You may touch him.”
“Are you sure he knows I am a friend?” Joey’s eyes widen even more as his wrist is pulled in front of Seto.
“I have told him not to harm you.”
“You are sure he understands?”
“Uma.”
Seto’s long fingers slowly unwrap from Joey’s wrist, allowing the sandy blonde elf to reach out the rest of the way on his own. His trembling fingers hesitantly stroke over the white skin of the large beast, the texture smooth yet hard as rock. Joey smiles at the cool feeling of the flesh as he leans his head on the side of Seto’s shoulder, his hand traveling up the large head and then down to the snout.
“He feels so strange.”
“He likes you.” Seto’s deep blue eyes look over at the smiling elf.
“Really?”
“You should feel privileged. He does not even like Yami that well.”
“It is hard to believe he would like me more than Yami.”
“I do not think so.”
“What do you mean?” Joey’s honey colored eyes turn to look up slightly at the brunette.
“It is nothing.” Seto’s eyes move back to the dragon, narrowing for a moment. “He must go and hunt. There is a pack of wolfhounds near the bottom of the mountain.”
“He hunts wolfhounds?” Joey slowly removes his hand from the beast.
“Yes. He says they taste delicious.”
Joey watches as the giant dragon extends its long wings into the sky, it rears it’s head back to roar as he kicks off the ground. A cloud of dust covers the two elves for a moment, as it settles they look up in time to see the white creature fly off toward the closest mountain. Joey remains behind the other elf, his arms wrapping around himself.
“That was amazing.” Joey smiles as a shiver runs through him.
“Are you cold?” Seto turns around to look at the other elf.
“A little. The sky looks like a storm is coming.” Honey eyes look up at the darkening clouds.
“Here. Put this on.” The tall brunette unclasps the silver buckles of his trench coat, letting the tight leather slide from his arms.
Joey stares at the firm, muscled chest of the other elf before shaking his head out of thoughts and taking the coat. The material is soft to his skin as he puts it on, the sleeves ending about an inch over his fingernails. The bottom, which stopped around Seto’s ankles, brushes against the ground on Joey.
“Diola lle.” Joey blushes as he wraps the coat tightly around himself. “Are you sure you do not need it?”
“I am fine.” Seto looks up into the sky as a drop of water falls on to his cheek. “We should get under something before the sky opens up.”
“I believe you spoke to late.” Joey chuckles as a shower of rain pours from the sky soaking both elves.
“So I did. Come my dwelling is not far from here. We can take cover in it until the rain slows.” Seto brushes his wet hair out f his eyes as he begins to move back to the small space between the trees.
“Will the others not worry about us?” Joey nervously asks, his arms wrapping around himself as he follows the tall brunette.
“They will know we are safe.”
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The rain pours down to cause ripples in the surface of the pond. A small elf with spiky tri-colored hair lets his light purple eyes look around at the surrounding trees. His light blue clothes are stuck to every part of his body, leaving little to the imagination. He smiles as another elf walks over to him, his dark purple eyes narrowed as the rain pours down his face.
“Where are the others?” Yugi asks quietly.
“They have decided to take shelter from the rain.” Yami smiles down at the smaller elf, a hand reaching out to brush a lock of wet hair from Yugi’s forehead.
“Should you not do the same?”
“I do not feel like moving from this rain. I wish to stay with you longer.”
“But you have been with me all day.” Yugi blushes.
“I enjoy your company besides I do not think that should count.”
“Why not?”
“The others were with us. I wish to spend some time alone with you now.”
“Do you?” Yugi smiles as he steps backward, his bare feet digging into the forming mud.
“Uma.” Yami smirks as his dark purple eyes watch Yugi’s hips sway from side to side. “Are you teasing me, elle melamin?(2)”
“Perhaps.” Yugi grins, his hands slowly peeling the wet short sleeved shirt over his head.
It falls to the ground as he continues to back up, his feet entering the water of the pond. Keeping his light purple eyes on Yami, he sinks chest deep into the cool water. The rain slashes around Yugi as the little elf’s hands disappear under water only to reappear a moment later with the fabric that was wrapped around his waist held loosely in his hands. Giggling he throws the soaking wet, light blue material to Yami before diving under the water.
Catching the cloth easily, Yami stares at it for a moment with wide eyes before looking at the other piece of cloth on the bank of the pond. His dark purple eyes search the rippling water surface for the other elf but finds nothing. Smiling he drops Yugi’s bottoms next to the top, his nimble fingers quickly ridding himself of his tight black leather tank top. Toeing off the leather boots he waste no time in unfastening his burgundy leather pants and letting them fall in the surrounding mud.
Quickly he walks to the edge of the pond and dives into the cool water. His eyes take a moment to adjust to the darkness under the surface before he begins to swim around. After a couple minutes the air begins to run out of his lungs. With one last look around he pushes off the sandy bottom of the pond to resurface.
His hands push back the strands of blonde hair that sticks to his head, his face turning up to look at the pouring sky. The clouds drift across the dark blue sky, the sun shines out from behind one. Yami gasps as he feels a small hand lightly run up his right leg, the fingernails trailing up his smooth skin. He smirks as the fingers rest on his hips, a ghost like touch moving beside his now hardened member.
Looking down he smiles as Yugi’s head pops out of the water in front of him. The smaller elf blushes as he floats closer, his head tilting up to look into Yami’s dark purple eyes. The two lean in closer, their lips inches apart.
“You are a very good swimmer.” Yugi nudges his nose against the other’s.
“But not near as good as you.” Yami wraps his arms around the little elf.
“Of course not.” Yugi giggles.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me when you are this close?”
“I hope it is the same as what you do to me.” Yugi moans as Yami pulls him closer so that their bare, wet chests rub against each other.
“Will you let me have you, elle melamin?” Yami’s breath whispers across the other’s pointed ear.
“Uma.” The small tri-colored haired elf moans.
Yami’s hands run down the smaller elf’s back to slide under the cool water. His fingers glide over the round globes of Yugi’s firm bottom take hold of his thighs. Yugi takes the hint and wraps his short legs around Yami’s thin waist, his arms moving to encircle Yami’s neck.
The taller elf swims backward a few feet until his feet can lay flat on the bottom of the pond. The two kiss passionately as Yami continues walking backward, his hands return to Yugi’s rear end to squeeze the globes causing the smaller elf to moan even more into the kisses. Yugi’s hands thread through Yami’s soft hair, his lips travel up the firm jaw to gently bite Yami’s ear lobe.
“Please take me, morier.”
Yami smiles as he kisses down Yugi’s neck, one of his hands moving between Yugi’s legs. A long finger glides into the tight passage with ease under the water. Yugi throws his head back, the rain pouring down around them causing him to close his eyes. Grinning, Yami slowly adds another finger.
The water lowers around them as Yami gets closer to the bank of the pond. He turns them around and slowly leans down until Yugi lays on the bank, the water lapping at his chest. Yami hovers over the smaller elf, his form blocking the rain. Light purple eyes are half lidded in passion, Yugi’s lips parted slightly.
Another one of Yami’s fingers enters Yugi’s tight entrance. Yugi’s fingers release the taller elf’s hair to dig into the wet earth. His legs tighten around the other’s waist as Yami slowly removes his fingers, a whimper escapes from the pouting lips of Yugi.
“Uuma dela,(3) elle melamin. You will be filled once again before you now it.” Yami smirks as he moves his hips until his erection nudges Yugi’s passage.
“Please. I need you.” Yugi whispers.
Smiling down at the little elf, Yami pushes his hips forward. Yugi cries out at the painful intrusion, Yami bending down to kiss the smaller elf. Slowly Yami starts to move his hips forward and backward, the tip of his erection brushing against the spot deep inside of Yugi that causes the smaller elf to gasps in pleasure.
Yugi’s eyes snap open as the rain pours down around the two on the bank. A mud covered hand moves up to lay on Yami’s slick back, his fingernails digging lightly into the hard muscles. Yami continues to move his hips as his lips kiss along the wet skin of Yugi’s jaw and neck. His hands rest on either side of Yugi’s head, his fingers burrow in the cool, wet dirt.
Their bodies move together under the down pour of rain, their skin glistening in the pale sunlight that shines around the clouds. Small waves form in the water around the two elf’s hips as they move. Yami begins to move his hips faster as the smaller elf tightens his legs around him. The hand on Yami’s back moves to his shoulder as light purple eyes close.
“Yami…please.”
“Please what?” Yami kissing up to the boy’s soft lips, gently sucking on the bottom one.
“Please…I want you.”
“You already have me.”
“I want all of you.”
“You already have all of me.” Yami chuckles at the whine coming from Yugi.
“Yami, you know what I mean.”
“That you want me to finish this?” Yami’s hips thrust deeply into the smaller elf.
“Uma.”
“But I am having fun. Are you not?” Another chuckle escapes the tall elf.
“I am having too much fun. I can not hold it in any longer.”
“Neither can I. So feel free to release it.” Yami’s lips move down Yugi’s jaw and chin to his neck.
“Oh, Yami…I…I…”
Yugi’s back arches off the ground as his arousal that is trapped between their bodies, explodes into the moving water. He moans loudly as both of his hands tighten on what they hold whether it be mud or flesh. Yami groans as he feels the tightness around his member become even tighter, his hips thrust into the warm body below him a couple more times before he releases his seed deep inside of Yugi.
The two remain locked together, moving gently against one another until Yugi finally drops his legs from around Yami’s waist into the water. Yami lays on top of the smaller elf, his weight resting on his elbows that dig into the mud on either side of Yugi. Bringing his head up, dark purple eyes shine down into light purple.
“Amin mela lle,(4) elle kalina’quessir.” Yami mumbles against the other’s soft lips.
“Amin mela lle, morier.” Yugi smiles around his new lover’s lips, his arms wrapping around the taller tri-colored haired elf’s shoulders.
The cool rain continues to beat down around the two elves as they lay in each other’s arms. A gentle breeze causing them to shiver slightly as the sun starts to disappear behind thick clouds.
TBC
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Translations:
(1) elle mela – little love
(2) elle melamin – my little love
(3) Uuma dela – Do not worry
(4) Amin mela lle – I love you
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Seth
Sarah Costa
Juuni
Kuk
Nepha
Gaia
icestar
Sushi
Shinigami24 (I don’t think so, this isn’t nearly as confusing as the Engulfed Trilogy.)
Silvershadowfire
ferocity (lol…your welcome.)
Stormy Haven
Camille (lol)
jadedkatrina (Yami: *Stretches hand out for Mind Blast* Do you really think you can take him from me?)
Jadejj
person (Aw *cuddles with Malik plushie* Thnx!)
janet
LazySnake
Anon
Patusca
Chibi-Rose (Pretty! ^_^)
???
Akane
yamiyugiforever
Disclaimer: Unfortunately anything dealing with Yu-gi-oh does not belong to me but to a very rich and lucky person. So no suing!
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), AU (so no spoilers), maybe more…
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
General A/N: Nothing much to say besides I’m tried and going to bed after I update this. -_- So heres the next chapter
Chapter Five
by Ravenx
The bright rays of sun shines down through the tall tree branches to reflect off the crystal clear water of the small pond. A small family of light brown and white ducks swim together at the edge of the warm water, the wind gently blowing their feathers. Three figures are entangled on the soft green grass on the opposite side of the pond as the ducks, another form laying across the rough surface of a large boulder.
“So how do you feel about Marik, Malik?” Ryou asks as his head rest on top of the pale blonde’s slim waist, the other’s hand running through his white hair flowing over the bare stomach and onto the grass.
“It will still take me a while to get used to speaking with a mori’quessir but he seems nice.” Malik smiles, his head laying in Yugi’s lap as the smallest elf sits against the rock, his own hand moving through Malik’s pale blonde hair.
“Did you tell him what happened?” Light brown eyes watch the white fluffy clouds float by.
“Yes.”
“What did he think?” Yugi tilts his head to the side as he looks down at the pale blonde’s closed eyes.
“He was upset. He said he would hunt the one who did it to me and kill him.”
“Are you going to let him?” Joey questions from his position on the rock.
“I have no choose. He already killed him.”
“Mani? Since yesterday?” Ryou gasps.
“No, wilwarin.” Malik giggles. “He ran into the one who did it to me decades ago and killed him.”
“How do you feel about that?” Yugi asks quietly.
“I was not sure at first but I have thought about it and I am more than happy that he killed that slime.”
“Who would have thought that all these years of you living in fear there was no sense for it.” Ryou mumbles.
“I wish not to speak of this any more. How was it with Bakura?” Malik pulls gently on a white lock of Ryou’s hair.
“I really like him.” The small elf giggles.
“It seems to me that his hands love to wonder your body.” Joey states.
“That they do.” Another giggle escapes Ryou’s lips.
“But you like that?” Yugi grins.
“Perhaps.”
“I have a feeling you are going to be having fun with that white haired mori’quessir soon.” Malik smiles.
“I hope you are right, elle’quessir.” A voice speaks from the other side of the boulder.
“Bakura! What are you doing here?” Joey asks as he watches the white haired elf walk around to the others laying on the grass.
“I became bored and could not get a certain elle kua off my mind.” Bakura smiles down at the smaller white haired elf.
“Elle kua?” Malik raises an eyebrow as he watches Bakura lay down on the soft, green grass, his head resting on Ryou’s flat stomach, his legs inches away from Yugi’s bare feet.
“Be quiet, Malik.” Ryou stick his tongue out at his friend as he runs a hand through Bakura’s soft white hair.
“Seriously, Bakura, what are you doing here? You may be caught by one of our kind.” Yugi smiles down at his happy white haired friend.
“I do not care. Besides the others were coming so I thought I would as well.”
“The others are coming? Yami?” The smallest elf’s eyes shine as he looks around.
“I am here, elle mela.(1)” A deep voice says as Yami appears from behind the large boulder Joey lays on. The tall elf sits next to Yugi, an arm wrapping around the little elf’s shoulder as he leans over to kiss the smooth cheek of the smiling elf.
“You would think he has not seen you in years.” Joey chuckles as he turns over on his stomach on the large rock, honey colored eyes looking down at his friends.
“Can I join?” A pale blonde appears, making his way over to the others. Sitting with his back against the rock, Marik lifts Malik’s legs up and drapes them over his own.
“You all look like a jig-saw puzzle.” Joey laughs.
“Why do you not join us?” Ryou smiles.
“Because he has somewhere else to be.” Another new voice speaks as a tall brunette steps out from behind a large tree.
“He does?” Yugi asks as he leans into Yami’s side.
“I do?”
“Do you not wish to meet Ohtar?” Deep blue eyes stare into honey brown.
“Oh, yes. I do wish to. I just forgot.” Joey jumps quickly off the rock.
“Then come, we do not wish to keep him waiting for long.” Seto turns and disappears between the trees, Joey waving to his friends as he runs after him.
“Who is Ohtar?” Malik asks between giggles as Marik tickles his bare feet.
“A dragon.” Yami smiles at the playing pale blondes.
“And Seto’s best friend.” Bakura reaches as hand up to run across Ryou’s pale cheek causing the other elf to smile down at him.
“A dragon? I did not think any one could get close to a dragon let alone close enough to make friends with one.” Yugi gasps.
“Seto is probably only one of a handful of sgiathatch turaea. We do not know how he does it but it is as if he can communicate with them.” Yami runs a hand through Yugi’s spiky hair.
“I think it is because he is like them in many ways.” Marik speaks up.
“What do you mean?” Malik tilts his head on Yugi’s lap to look at the pale blonde.
“Dragons are cold, distant, solitary creatures of high intelligence. That is exactly how I would describe Seto.”
“I agree.” Bakura says.
“How can he be distant and solitary when he has you all as friends?” Yugi asks.
“Yami is his only friend actually. He just puts up with me and Bakura.” Marik chuckles.
“Mani?” Ryou wrinkles his forehead in confusion.
“Yami is the only one he feels that is close to his intelligence, therefore the only one eligible to be his friend.” Marik explains.
“And the only reason I am considered that is because of Mokuba, his brother, always yelling at him to get friends.” Yami chuckles.
“Over the years that we have known him, Seto has loosened up a bit. I believe that is the only reason he is allowing Joey to meet Ohtar.” Bakura says.
“You mean he is loosened up?” Malik mumbles only to be hit on the head by Yugi.
“What do you mean by that?” Yugi glares down at his pale blonde friend.
“I did not get to meet Ohtar for centuries after I meet Seto.” Yami says.
“And me and Bakura only meet him a couple decades ago.” Marik smiles at the smaller pouting pale blonde.
“I do believe that he likes your friend. A lot.” Bakura grins.
“This Ohtar will not harm Joey, will he?” Yugi asks worriedly.
“No not worry, elle mela, I do not believe Seto will allow any creature to harm Joey.” Yami kisses the side of smallest elf’s head.
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Dark trees loom above dry, brown grass and dirt. Their shadows casting odd shapes on the ground. A tall sandy blonde elf walks quietly on an almost unseen path, his head hanging low, honey colored eyes watching his bare feet stepping over the small pebbles and twigs. Suddenly he finds a pair of black leather boots in his way, looking up he stares into bright green eyes.
“Hello, kalina’quessir. What would one of your kind be doing in these woods?”
“Please remove yourself from my way.”
“Why would I wish to do that? Someone as beautiful as yourself should not go unescorted in a place like this.” The black haired elf smirks down slightly at the sandy blonde, a hand reaching out to run along the bare shoulder of Joey.
“He is not alone.” A voice growls from beside the two before the black haired elf goes flying through the air to land roughly on the hard ground.
“I do not believe there was any need for that, Seto.” A smaller black haired boy steps out from behind a tree, shaking his long haired head at the fallen elf.
“He should keep his hands to himself.” Seto growls again as he looks the sandy blonde up and down. “Are you alright?”
“Yes, I am fine.” Wide honey eyes look up at the tall brunette.
“Who is this, big brother?” The smallest elf comes up to wrap an his arms around the brunette’s thin waist, his head laying against Seto’s stomach.
“This is Joey. Joey this is my little brother, Mokuba.” Seto runs a long fingered hand through the thick mane of the boy.
“Nice to meet you.” Joey bows his head slightly.
“Hello.” Mokuba smiles up at the taller boy.
“Is anyone going to introduce me?” The black haired elf that was thrown stands up and moves to the others while dusting off the dirt from his black leather pants.
“This is Duke, my brother’s pet idiot.” Seto growls.
“Do not call him that, big brother. Joey, Duke is my lover. Seto just does not like him.” Mokuba wrinkles his nose up at his brother.
“Saesa amentien lle, Joey.” Duke purrs.
“Why are you bringing a kalina’quessir to the Dark Forest, big brother?” Violet eyes narrow slightly at the attics of his lover.
“I am showing him to Ohtar.”
“Mani? How long have you known him?” Mokuba’s widened eyes lock on the blush covered face of the sandy blonde.
“A day.” Seto mumbles.
“A day? Really?” Mokuba smiles up at his taller brother. “You must really li…” A hand suddenly covers the little elf’s mouth.
“Enough. We need to go if we are to meet with Ohtar before he goes hunting.” Seto narrows his eyes down at his giggling brother.
“Okay.” Mokuba pulls Seto’s hand off his mouth before giving his brother’s waist a squeeze and stepping back next to his lover. “See you two later.” The two black haired elf’s wave as they move off into the trees.
“Come on.” Seto begins walking on the path again, Joey quickly following.
“Your brother seems very nice.”
“He is.”
“I do not like the other though.” Joey whispers.
“Then there is something we have in common.”
“I do not see what your brother likes in him.”
“Neither do I.”
“May I ask how long they have been together?”
“Too long.”
“You are protective of your little brother.” Joey smiles.
“It is like I told you, I raised him since he was an elfling, it is my duty to protect him. I have never liked anyone he has decided to be with but I do not like Duke the most.” Seto walks to a row of tightly grown trees, his dark eyes looking for the small space that will allow the two to pass through.
“How much longer until we reach the Death Mountains?” Joey slim arms wrap around himself.
“We are here.” The tall brunette slips between the trunks of two trees, Joey quickly following.
The honey colored eyes widen as they move from the darkness of the forest to a slightly brighter open cliff. Small hills covered with green grass cover the area beyond the trees. In the distance is a range of mountains, their white peaks seen above a floating ring of white and gray clouds.
“This is amazing.” Joey breaths out.
“Come up here.” Seto stands on one of the bigger hills, his eyes looking over the valley in front of them.
Joey silently does as told, moving to stand next to the taller brunette. He watches as Seto continues to look out over the valley, his eyes narrowing after a moment. A slight smirk appears on his face as he turns to look at the sandy blonde.
“Stand behind me and do not move until I tell you to.”
“Am I in danger?”
“If he does not know you he might try and harm you. But as long as you stay behind me you should be fine."
“I should be?” Joey squeaks.
“Just do not stand too far behind me or he will think I do not know you.”
“Can you not tell him that you do.”
“Yes. But he might not wait until I tell him.” Seto smirks as the other elf slides behind him, his slightly shivering arms moving against the leather back of the trench coat.
“Where is he?” Joey asks.
“He is here.” Seto turns back around as a large gush of wind blows his hair back.
Joey’s honey colored eyes peak over the brunette’s shoulder, his mouth drops open as he sees a large pale blue almost white dragon land in front of them. The giant wings that spread out several yards fold onto its back. It’s head rears back to roar into the sky causing Joey to whimper and move closer to Seto. Piercing blue eyes look down from about thirty feet in the air at the two small figures.
Seto holds out one of his hands toward the dragon who sits down and lowers its head to rub against it. The blue eyes never leave the shaking blonde’s honey ones. Sharp white teeth shine in the pale light coming down from the newly forming clouds over head causing the sandy blonde to move even closer to the other elf.
“Joey, this is Othar.” Seto runs his hand over the giant beast’s snout. Chuckling at the shaking sandy blonde, Seto reaches behind him with his other hand to grab one of Joey’s wrists. “You may touch him.”
“Are you sure he knows I am a friend?” Joey’s eyes widen even more as his wrist is pulled in front of Seto.
“I have told him not to harm you.”
“You are sure he understands?”
“Uma.”
Seto’s long fingers slowly unwrap from Joey’s wrist, allowing the sandy blonde elf to reach out the rest of the way on his own. His trembling fingers hesitantly stroke over the white skin of the large beast, the texture smooth yet hard as rock. Joey smiles at the cool feeling of the flesh as he leans his head on the side of Seto’s shoulder, his hand traveling up the large head and then down to the snout.
“He feels so strange.”
“He likes you.” Seto’s deep blue eyes look over at the smiling elf.
“Really?”
“You should feel privileged. He does not even like Yami that well.”
“It is hard to believe he would like me more than Yami.”
“I do not think so.”
“What do you mean?” Joey’s honey colored eyes turn to look up slightly at the brunette.
“It is nothing.” Seto’s eyes move back to the dragon, narrowing for a moment. “He must go and hunt. There is a pack of wolfhounds near the bottom of the mountain.”
“He hunts wolfhounds?” Joey slowly removes his hand from the beast.
“Yes. He says they taste delicious.”
Joey watches as the giant dragon extends its long wings into the sky, it rears it’s head back to roar as he kicks off the ground. A cloud of dust covers the two elves for a moment, as it settles they look up in time to see the white creature fly off toward the closest mountain. Joey remains behind the other elf, his arms wrapping around himself.
“That was amazing.” Joey smiles as a shiver runs through him.
“Are you cold?” Seto turns around to look at the other elf.
“A little. The sky looks like a storm is coming.” Honey eyes look up at the darkening clouds.
“Here. Put this on.” The tall brunette unclasps the silver buckles of his trench coat, letting the tight leather slide from his arms.
Joey stares at the firm, muscled chest of the other elf before shaking his head out of thoughts and taking the coat. The material is soft to his skin as he puts it on, the sleeves ending about an inch over his fingernails. The bottom, which stopped around Seto’s ankles, brushes against the ground on Joey.
“Diola lle.” Joey blushes as he wraps the coat tightly around himself. “Are you sure you do not need it?”
“I am fine.” Seto looks up into the sky as a drop of water falls on to his cheek. “We should get under something before the sky opens up.”
“I believe you spoke to late.” Joey chuckles as a shower of rain pours from the sky soaking both elves.
“So I did. Come my dwelling is not far from here. We can take cover in it until the rain slows.” Seto brushes his wet hair out f his eyes as he begins to move back to the small space between the trees.
“Will the others not worry about us?” Joey nervously asks, his arms wrapping around himself as he follows the tall brunette.
“They will know we are safe.”
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The rain pours down to cause ripples in the surface of the pond. A small elf with spiky tri-colored hair lets his light purple eyes look around at the surrounding trees. His light blue clothes are stuck to every part of his body, leaving little to the imagination. He smiles as another elf walks over to him, his dark purple eyes narrowed as the rain pours down his face.
“Where are the others?” Yugi asks quietly.
“They have decided to take shelter from the rain.” Yami smiles down at the smaller elf, a hand reaching out to brush a lock of wet hair from Yugi’s forehead.
“Should you not do the same?”
“I do not feel like moving from this rain. I wish to stay with you longer.”
“But you have been with me all day.” Yugi blushes.
“I enjoy your company besides I do not think that should count.”
“Why not?”
“The others were with us. I wish to spend some time alone with you now.”
“Do you?” Yugi smiles as he steps backward, his bare feet digging into the forming mud.
“Uma.” Yami smirks as his dark purple eyes watch Yugi’s hips sway from side to side. “Are you teasing me, elle melamin?(2)”
“Perhaps.” Yugi grins, his hands slowly peeling the wet short sleeved shirt over his head.
It falls to the ground as he continues to back up, his feet entering the water of the pond. Keeping his light purple eyes on Yami, he sinks chest deep into the cool water. The rain slashes around Yugi as the little elf’s hands disappear under water only to reappear a moment later with the fabric that was wrapped around his waist held loosely in his hands. Giggling he throws the soaking wet, light blue material to Yami before diving under the water.
Catching the cloth easily, Yami stares at it for a moment with wide eyes before looking at the other piece of cloth on the bank of the pond. His dark purple eyes search the rippling water surface for the other elf but finds nothing. Smiling he drops Yugi’s bottoms next to the top, his nimble fingers quickly ridding himself of his tight black leather tank top. Toeing off the leather boots he waste no time in unfastening his burgundy leather pants and letting them fall in the surrounding mud.
Quickly he walks to the edge of the pond and dives into the cool water. His eyes take a moment to adjust to the darkness under the surface before he begins to swim around. After a couple minutes the air begins to run out of his lungs. With one last look around he pushes off the sandy bottom of the pond to resurface.
His hands push back the strands of blonde hair that sticks to his head, his face turning up to look at the pouring sky. The clouds drift across the dark blue sky, the sun shines out from behind one. Yami gasps as he feels a small hand lightly run up his right leg, the fingernails trailing up his smooth skin. He smirks as the fingers rest on his hips, a ghost like touch moving beside his now hardened member.
Looking down he smiles as Yugi’s head pops out of the water in front of him. The smaller elf blushes as he floats closer, his head tilting up to look into Yami’s dark purple eyes. The two lean in closer, their lips inches apart.
“You are a very good swimmer.” Yugi nudges his nose against the other’s.
“But not near as good as you.” Yami wraps his arms around the little elf.
“Of course not.” Yugi giggles.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me when you are this close?”
“I hope it is the same as what you do to me.” Yugi moans as Yami pulls him closer so that their bare, wet chests rub against each other.
“Will you let me have you, elle melamin?” Yami’s breath whispers across the other’s pointed ear.
“Uma.” The small tri-colored haired elf moans.
Yami’s hands run down the smaller elf’s back to slide under the cool water. His fingers glide over the round globes of Yugi’s firm bottom take hold of his thighs. Yugi takes the hint and wraps his short legs around Yami’s thin waist, his arms moving to encircle Yami’s neck.
The taller elf swims backward a few feet until his feet can lay flat on the bottom of the pond. The two kiss passionately as Yami continues walking backward, his hands return to Yugi’s rear end to squeeze the globes causing the smaller elf to moan even more into the kisses. Yugi’s hands thread through Yami’s soft hair, his lips travel up the firm jaw to gently bite Yami’s ear lobe.
“Please take me, morier.”
Yami smiles as he kisses down Yugi’s neck, one of his hands moving between Yugi’s legs. A long finger glides into the tight passage with ease under the water. Yugi throws his head back, the rain pouring down around them causing him to close his eyes. Grinning, Yami slowly adds another finger.
The water lowers around them as Yami gets closer to the bank of the pond. He turns them around and slowly leans down until Yugi lays on the bank, the water lapping at his chest. Yami hovers over the smaller elf, his form blocking the rain. Light purple eyes are half lidded in passion, Yugi’s lips parted slightly.
Another one of Yami’s fingers enters Yugi’s tight entrance. Yugi’s fingers release the taller elf’s hair to dig into the wet earth. His legs tighten around the other’s waist as Yami slowly removes his fingers, a whimper escapes from the pouting lips of Yugi.
“Uuma dela,(3) elle melamin. You will be filled once again before you now it.” Yami smirks as he moves his hips until his erection nudges Yugi’s passage.
“Please. I need you.” Yugi whispers.
Smiling down at the little elf, Yami pushes his hips forward. Yugi cries out at the painful intrusion, Yami bending down to kiss the smaller elf. Slowly Yami starts to move his hips forward and backward, the tip of his erection brushing against the spot deep inside of Yugi that causes the smaller elf to gasps in pleasure.
Yugi’s eyes snap open as the rain pours down around the two on the bank. A mud covered hand moves up to lay on Yami’s slick back, his fingernails digging lightly into the hard muscles. Yami continues to move his hips as his lips kiss along the wet skin of Yugi’s jaw and neck. His hands rest on either side of Yugi’s head, his fingers burrow in the cool, wet dirt.
Their bodies move together under the down pour of rain, their skin glistening in the pale sunlight that shines around the clouds. Small waves form in the water around the two elf’s hips as they move. Yami begins to move his hips faster as the smaller elf tightens his legs around him. The hand on Yami’s back moves to his shoulder as light purple eyes close.
“Yami…please.”
“Please what?” Yami kissing up to the boy’s soft lips, gently sucking on the bottom one.
“Please…I want you.”
“You already have me.”
“I want all of you.”
“You already have all of me.” Yami chuckles at the whine coming from Yugi.
“Yami, you know what I mean.”
“That you want me to finish this?” Yami’s hips thrust deeply into the smaller elf.
“Uma.”
“But I am having fun. Are you not?” Another chuckle escapes the tall elf.
“I am having too much fun. I can not hold it in any longer.”
“Neither can I. So feel free to release it.” Yami’s lips move down Yugi’s jaw and chin to his neck.
“Oh, Yami…I…I…”
Yugi’s back arches off the ground as his arousal that is trapped between their bodies, explodes into the moving water. He moans loudly as both of his hands tighten on what they hold whether it be mud or flesh. Yami groans as he feels the tightness around his member become even tighter, his hips thrust into the warm body below him a couple more times before he releases his seed deep inside of Yugi.
The two remain locked together, moving gently against one another until Yugi finally drops his legs from around Yami’s waist into the water. Yami lays on top of the smaller elf, his weight resting on his elbows that dig into the mud on either side of Yugi. Bringing his head up, dark purple eyes shine down into light purple.
“Amin mela lle,(4) elle kalina’quessir.” Yami mumbles against the other’s soft lips.
“Amin mela lle, morier.” Yugi smiles around his new lover’s lips, his arms wrapping around the taller tri-colored haired elf’s shoulders.
The cool rain continues to beat down around the two elves as they lay in each other’s arms. A gentle breeze causing them to shiver slightly as the sun starts to disappear behind thick clouds.
TBC
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Translations:
(1) elle mela – little love
(2) elle melamin – my little love
(3) Uuma dela – Do not worry
(4) Amin mela lle – I love you
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