The Viking Brothers

ChibiMisu: Hello again everyone! ^_^

Okay, I got a little carried away with the YamixYugi lemon. I think it’s the longest one I’ve written so far. I hope the lemon makes up for the longest chapter so far. -_- I guess I was on a role! ^^v Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh

The Viking Brothers

Chapter 6: The Hunt


Yami’s Tent:

Yami yawned as he opened his eyes, looking at the top of the tent. He sat up slowly, scratching the back of his head. He couldn’t remember when he last had a peaceful sleep. Yugi’s words played in his dreams and they seemed to have given him ease. He looked down at Yugi, who was sleeping peacefully with a small smile. Yami stroked the soft cheek gently, smiling as Yugi leaned into his hand. He looked so cute all curled up in the furs. Yami thought he looked like one of those ‘angels’ he once saw on a wall when he raided a Christian church. Peaceful and serene.

Yami actually liked the feeling of waking up next to somebody. Usually he hated it because his brothers used to crawl in bed with him when they were young and irritate him all night! But Yugi, he laid perfectly still and Yami didn’t wake up all crippled. He liked Yugi, a lot. He never thought he could have such strong feelings for someone he’d just met yesterday! After a few words of wisdom from Yugi, Yami just fell for him. He couldn’t explain it himself. But this Yugi was clearly a virgin, and to get Yugi to lay with him may be difficult. Well, he had charms just like his brothers! He was the better looking one in his book anyway. He could woo Yugi easily. And Yami would have his heart! Anyone who tries to interfere will meet with his sword!

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a horn signaling the hunt. Yami decided to skip out on it this time. He wanted to talk to Bakura today anyway. Marik he can catch later. He left Yugi asleep as he dressed and left the tent. Even if he wasn’t going on the hunt, he needed to see who was going. And once Bakura finds out he missed a hunt, he’ll go berserk. Literally. Bakura was a pure Berserker[1] (Actually, Marik was 100% Berserker, Bakura was maybe 95.5%.)

Yami walked to the end of the camp, seeing most of his men gathered there. Marik, Seto, and Jou were on horses, ready to leave for the hunt. Jou had a wooden wagon strapped to his horse which will be used to carry the carcasses of animals. It was clear that those three were going hunting, but only them? He walked up to Marik.

“Good morning, Marik.” He said. Marik looked down at him, a bit surprised.

“Well, good morning to you too, Yami.”

“Surly this isn’t your whole hunting party?” Marik nodded.

“No, it is. We’re just doing a small hunt today. You know, sniff around the woods, see what kind of animals are around?”

“Hm. Well, alright. Just be careful, I heard wolves last night not far from the camp. Are you sure you three want to go alone?” Seto walked his horse next to Yami.

“We’re just going to gather skins today really. We still have lots of meat stored away to last us another week. We’ll gather a hunting party then.”

“Okay. Then you guys better get going. Try not to come back after dark.”

“Don’t worry, Yami.” Jou said. “We’ll be fine.” Marik turned Avaldamon around and set him off in a trot. Seto and Jou followed quickly after, waving bye to Yami. Yami waved back as he watched them disappear into the English wood.

Bakura’s Tent:

Ryou was already up and around in the tent, mixing Bakura’s medicine. He had thought of a great way to get Bakura to take his medicine. He’d just slip it in some warm ale and make Bakura drink it. Bakura would never turn away ale. As he stirred in the medicine, he couldn’t help but think about last night’s act. Bakura was so kind and gentle, treating him as if he were precious gem. He saw a side of Bakura last night he didn’t think was there. And he liked what he saw.

A low murmur from his right signaled that Bakura was awake. With a bright smile, Ryou brought over the goblet of ale to him. Bakura blinked his eyes opened and glared strait ahead. He noticed someone standing next to him and looked up to see Ryou. Why was he smiling?!

“Good morning, Bakura. I thought you would like some warm ale to make you feel better.” Ryou said as he leaned down to hand Bakura the goblet. Bakura yanked it out of his hand and downed in a matter of seconds. He threw the goblet across the tent, hearing it clatter on the ground. Ryou took a quick step back from him. What was wrong with him?

“You, slave!” Slave? He was back to using that word again. “What are you smiling for! When you’re with me, you’re not allowed to be happy! Your only job is to make ME happy! And you’re not doing your job at all! Now answer me, why are you smiling?!” Ryou gulped, frightened at Bakura’s temper.

“Uh...don’t-don’t you re-remember last night?” Bakura rolled his eyes and moaned.

“Oh no, did I pledge my undying love for you or something?! I hate when I do that!” He coughed.

“No-“

”Wait, I know. I was gentle and caring and “made love” to you. Am I right?” Ryou nodded. “Hmph. Well, that was the fever talking. I’m the same way drunk to. So don’t’ think last night meant anything, because it didn’t.” Ryou tried to blink back the tears that were welling up in his eyes. “Now go get me some breakfast you whore!” Ryou quickly ran out of the tent, passing by Yami without even a glance. He was to busy crying to notice.

Yami saw Ryou run right past him and raised an eyebrow. He saw that the boy was crying. Bakura must have done something to him. Yami entered his brother’s tent and made himself smile. Bakura looked at him in surprise, watching as he sat down next to him on the ground.

“How are you feeling this morning, Bakura?” Bakura’s eyes widened.

“Are you actually asking me how I feel instead of “why aren’t you dead yet”?!” Yami rolled his eyes.

“Very funny, but yes. Can’t I be concerned for my little brother’s welfare?” Bakura looked at him as if he had two heads. Yami being NICE? To HIM!? The world must be changing from flat to round! Yami was being NICE! He might as well answer.

“I still feel like shit.” He coughed into his sleeve and Yami rubbed his back. Bakura flinched at the touch as if it had burnt him. Yami was now trying to COMFORT him? He must want something. “Alright, what do you want from me, Yami?”

“I don’t want anything. All I want is for you to get better, Bakura.” Okay, now it was DEFINITELY getting strange. Something was amiss in the world. He was next expecting Loki [2] to pop up out of now where, laughing at him saying it was all a trick to fool with his emotions. That WOULD be a cruel trick! “I do worry about you.” Bakura just stared at him, stunned. What was going on! Yami was going nuts! Bakura pulled the blankets up to his nose and trembled in fear.

“Alright, who are you!? And what have you done with Yami!?” Yami rolled his eyes.

“You know damn well it’s me, Bakura! Can’t I worry about you without needing a reason!?”

“Well, you don’t usually act like this, Yami.” Yami sighed.

“Yeah, I know. But, I’m trying. Anyway, is there anything I can get for you?” Bakura thought for a second, not wanting to pass up this ‘once in a blue moon’ opportunity.

“I AM feeling a bit horny.” Yami backed away in fright.

“That’s going to far!”

“No you idiot! Not you! My slave servant!”

“Can you use those two words together?” Bakura shook his head.

“Don’t worry about that! Look, Seto has this potion he made for him and Jou. It’s some kind of potion that can make even the most stubborn person moan with pent up pleasure! It’s almost as if they’re in heat!” Yami looked at him, confused. “I’ve been dying to try it out! And this slave is perfect for that!”

“Just what are you getting at?” Bakura rolled his eyes.

“I want you to go get that love potion, and put it on a fruit or something and give it to my slave. It’s going to be a long day stuck here in bed and I need some entertainment. That’s where he comes in.” Bakura winks. “Catch my drift?” He said, ending it with a cough. Yami sighed and nodded.

“Fine, I’ll get it. I know what potion your talking about. Seto is VERY proud of it, so I won’t use to much. I’ll be right back.”

Yami left the tent and hurried to Seto’s tent where he picked up the potion. He carried it back to his tent where he knew lay some apples. But his tent was silent, and there was no Yugi sleeping in his bed. He must have gotten up already and took the apples to get fresh ones. The current apples WERE turning a bit brown. *Yami’s not very tidy* Damn! Oh well, he’d just have to find more. To his left, a patch of red caught his eye, and he saw small bucket of apples. He took one and opened the lid to the sex potion, sprinkling a bit of the sparkling dust over it. The apple glittered for a few seconds before returning to it’s normal shade.

“That poor kid. I actually feel sorry for him.” Yami said to himself. He’d seen Jou act on this potion before. Seto gave it to him as punishment if he didn’t something wrong. Personally, Yami thought the whole thing was quite cruel. He heard Bakura yelling his name for help, and he quickly placed the apple on the weapon table, hurrying back to Bakura’s tent.

Yugi had just missed Yami as he rounded the corner, holding a fresh bowl of apples. He saw one laying on a table, all plump and red. His stomach was growling, and seeing as there was no one in sight, Yugi took the apple. He licked his lips as he walked and bit into the apple at the same time. He made a soft ‘mmm’ noise at the rich taste of the apple. He’d NEVER had an apple that tasted this good!

“I must ask Yami where he grows these! It even sparkles inside!”

Yugi entered Yami’s tent and sat down on his animal hide chair, placing the bowl of apples on the table. He consumed the fruit quickly, licking his lips when he was done. He laid the core on the table and decided to start cleaning the place. Yami was quite messy, with his stuff all over the place. So Yugi went to straiten things out and surprise Yami. Maybe Yami would praise him like he did before! He couldn’t wait to see Yami’s face when he found his tent cleaned!

But, Yugi had only started to make the bed when he felt something strange building up in his stomach. It wasn’t painful, but extremely hot, and it quickly traveled through his entire body. His legs gave out from under him and he collapsed on the bed, whimpering at the new feeling. He was starting to sweat as his body temperature increased and he quickly stripped himself of his clothes. The air still didn’t cool his body and he moaned in frustration. He didn’t like this, what was IN that apple?!

He curled up on the bed in a moment of frightful despair. The furs were cool against his burning skin. He stretched out on his stomach, and for a few seconds, she felt some relief. He hoped the crisis was over–but it didn’t last. He could feel the hot waves of sensation beginning again, building up in strength, and a throbbing in his groin, an ache.

Yugi twisted over onto his back in the middle of the bed, his arms thrown out at his sides. His head tossed back and forth, his breath coming in short gasps. He was losing control of hisy coy completely. He began arching, twisting, thrusting, anything he could do to try to relieve some of the feeling. Nothing he seemed to do was working, he needed a doctor and fast! He was sick! Yugi thought to get up and go find Yami, but his knees were to weak and he couldn’t stand. What could he do?!

Yami whistled a tune as he walked to the spot where he left the apple. Bakura needed a cup of water and Yami had to go all the way across the camp to the water supply. He sure was demanding! Yami stopped at the weapon table where he left the apple, to find it gone!

“What!? Where did it go?! Oh shit, I hope no one ate it! When Bakura finds out-“ Yami ran to his tent, hoping Yugi had gotten some fresh apples. When he got there, he was met with such an alluring shot. Yugi was laying naked on his bed, writhing frantically and groaning. What was wrong? “Yugi!” Yugi looked up and gasped when he saw Yami.

“Yami, help me please! I-I need a doctor!” Yami ran over to him, feeling his forehead to discover a fever.

“Oh Yugi, you’re burning up. And Seto’s not here for me to call!” Yami looked around his tent, trying to find something that could help Yugi. His eyes caught sight of an apple core on the table, sparkling brightly. Yami’s eyes widened as he figured out what had happened to the apple. He gripped Yugi’s shoulders, making the boy face him. “Yugi, did you eat that sparkling apple?!”

“Y-yes! There was something in it that made me sick!” Yami couldn’t help but chuckle.

“You’re not sick, Yugi.” Yugi’s eyes grew wide.

“Then, I’m dying?”

Yami smiled gently. Yugi really didn’t know what was happening to him, or the one cure that could give him relief. But this was a perfect time for him to lay with Yugi. The boy’s advice really worked and he wanted to pay him back, and what best way than to help ease his suffering? He leaned over and softly brushed his lips against Yugi’s. The violet orbs opened in surprise.

“You mean to tell that you didn’t like that?”

“Yes-no...I think...but, oh, what is wrong with me?!” Yami couldn’t help but laugh, such a combination of innocence and sexual allure.

“That apple you ate had a special potion in it that rouses sexual desire to the highest peak.” Yugi blushed bright red, and with an “eep” quickly hid under the covers. Yami smiled at how adorable Yugi was! He couldn’t wait to have this youth as his own. He never thought he’d say that about anybody, but Yugi was a WHOLE different story. “Yugi, come out from under there. I can help relieve you of your suffering.” Yugi peeked one eye out from under the covers.

“Really? How?” Yami grinned from ear to ear, making Yugi “eep” again and return to the covers.

“Yugi, if you don’t let me help you now, you’ll go insane with the need for release. Save yourself that torment!”

“No, I’m scared!” Yami yanked the covers away as Yugi tried to grab them to cover himself. Yami threw the covers off the bed and pulled the trembling youth into a hug. Yugi was slightly confused this whole thing. The ache in his lower abdomen was getting more unbearable by the minute. And the only way to make it stop was to do what Seto and Jou did? He couldn’t do that!

“Don’t be scared, Yugi. It’s really nothing to fear. Your friends have done this already, you know.” Yugi pulled away from Yami, looking at him in surprise.

“They did?”

“Yes. Apparently, Malik did it all the time at your village. You just never saw him. And Bakura has his way with your friend Ryou. They weren’t scared, and you shouldn’t be either.” Damn I’m good! Yami said to himself as he saw Yugi’s features soften. “Come on, don’t you want this ache to go away?”

“Yes...but...I don’t know what to do.”

“I’ll help you. Just leave everything to me.”

Yugi nodded and gave a little gasp as Yami kissed him. He felt Yami’s tongue drag along his lips, then probing in between them. Yugi opened his mouth and Yami’s tongue thrust deep inside. Yugi moaned as his felt the muscle exploring every part of his mouth. He was pushed back on the furs and felt Yami settle between his legs. Yugi pulled away from Yami with a loud gasp as he thrusts his hips up. The texture of Yami’s clothes on his arousal intensified the burning ache there. But it felt somewhat better. He started to rub himself up against Yami but Yami gripped his hips and held him still. Yugi whined.

“Please, Yami-!”

“Please what?” Yugi clenched his eyes shut.

“I-I don’t know! Anything! Just, please..make it stop!”

Yami smiled and laid his body on top of Yugi’s. The boy was much smaller than him, and it gave him a sense of power. He couldn’t wait to make Yugi his own. He wanted to feel Yugi’s soft skin against his own so he quickly stripped himself of his clothes. Yugi blushed as he saw Yami erection and covered his eyes. This was to embarrassing! Yami pulled his hands away from his face.

“Don’t hide from me Yugi, ple” Yu” Yugi whimpered.

“But, it’s embarrassing!”

“Just calm down, Yugi. It won’t be so bad if you relax a bit. I want this to be a night you’ll never forget. Everything will be okay, trust me.”

That made Yugi felt a bit better, except for that burning sensation between his legs. If Yami didn’t do something soon like he promised, he was going to scream! Yami’s crushed his lips to Yugi’s, almost bruising. He drugged his tongue along Yugi’s lips and smirked to himself as they parted for him. His little lover was getting the hang of this! Yami pulled his mouth away, staring into those bright orbs.

“You’re so beautiful, Yugi.” He whispered in his ear and watched as a tear trickled down from Yugi’s blue eye. “Don’t cry.” Yami said gently, kissing the tear away. Yugi smiled brightly at him, bringing his face down for another soul searing kiss. Yami instead moved to Yugi’s neck, kissing roughly. He felt Yugi’s hips buck up against his abdomen, and figured that by this motion Yugi was enjoying it. He couldn’t hold back anymore and slid his hand down between Yugi’s legs, startling him. Then he slipped a finger roughly inside the lithe body, making Yugi arch his back. It hurt, but the feeling was helping to satisfy that ache!

“Relax, it’ll get better soon. It hurts because you are new to this feeling. I’m sure this is helping to ease that ache of yours, right?” Yugi nodded and did the best his could to relax himself. He was finally getting used to the feeling of Yami’s finger and the sensation it was causing him. He opened his mouth in a loud gasp as another finger joined the first, then a third. Yugi let a few tears stream down his checks, his small hands clutching Yami’s shoulders.

Then, a strange, yet wonderful feeling sent jolts of pleasure all throughout his body, making him arch up into Yami’s hand. He sent his cry of pleasure to the ceiling, enjoying the new feeling. Yugi couldn’t help but moan and withe under Yami.

“Feeling better now, Yugi?” Yugi nodded quickly, trashing his head about.

“Please Yami! I want more! Don’t stop!” Yugi let out a whine of protest as the fingers were suddenly pulled out of him, making him feel empty. The burning sensation had now skyrocketed and started beating his fists against Yami’s chest. What a cruel thing to do to him! Yami grabbed the small hands and forced them down to the furs. Yugi glared at him, thrusting his hips up trying to make contact with Yami’s. Yugi was so cute when he was angry!

“It’s not over yet. I was just preparing you for the real thing. It’s better than the first, and more pleasurable. Do you want to go on?” Yugi nodded, squirming around beneath him.

“If you don’t cure me now, Yami, I’ll-I’ll-I don’t know what I’d do! But it won’t be nice!” Yami grinned and suddenly gripped Yugi’s legs, steadied them by his waist. He laid down completely on top of him, his member close to its destination. “Ready?” Yugi growled but nodded. “It will hurt the first time. Possibly a lot, but it’ll get better really soon. I’m a little more than average, so you’re lucky in a way, once you understand this better.” Yugi nodded again and let Yami slip his arms under his to clutch his shoulders. “Hold onto me when you’re in pain. You won’t hurt me, so don’t hold back. Ready now? Last chance to back out.”

“DAMN IT YAMI!” Yugi screamed at him. “STOP TALKING!” Yami grinned and suddenly pushed forward, feeling Yugi grip his shoulders tightly. He still continued his movements, not stopping to look at Yugi.

Yugi let out a pained scream, feeling Yami bury himself deep inside him. But at the same time, the needing ache felt better with Yami inside of him. Yami was certain he was hurting Yugi by the tight squeezing he gave the strong shoulders, but it couldn’t be helped. All Yugi could do to ease his discomfort was to clutch his body to Yami’s.

“See, it wasn’t that bad. Tell me when you’re ready.” Yami sighed and tried to hold himself in check. He wanted to just pound into the small body beneath him, but he didn’t want to hurt him. But Yugi slammed his hips up into Yami’s, making them both cry out. Yami couldn’t take it anymore, and it seemed neither could Yugi.

Yami suddenly pulled out of him somewhat and pushed back in. Yugi clenched his eyes shut and grabbed onto Yami’s shoulders. The pain disappeared and only pure pleasure filled his senses. A flash of colors flew by his eyes as Yami hit something inside of him. He cried out, his eyes widening at the wonderful feelings it brought him. Yami repeated the same movement and the feeling only seemed to intensify, making his body shake slightly. He felt Yami’s strong arms wrap around his upper back as his movements became faster and harder.

“Uh-Yami-! More-“ Yami grunted as he started to slam his body into Yugi’s. Yugi had to steady his feet and elbows on the bed as to not be pushed back. Each time Yami seemed to go deeper inside him, sending nothing but tremors of pleasure surging through his body. Yugi smiled brightly and wrapped his arms as best he could around Yami’s shoulders, trusting up to meet his movements. With every hard thrust Yami gave, Yugi screamed his pleasure to the tent top. Never had he felt anything so good before! He never wanted this feeling to stop.

“Uh-uh-uh-!! Oh, Yami-ah-ah!”

Yami had never heard or seen anything more erotic than Yugi. Yugi made him feel something he never thought he had: happiness. He knew that a big part of this act was caused by the love potion, but he just knew that Yugi liked him. Maybe even loved him. And knowing that he was causing Yugi so much pleasure made his heart swell. He felt such a strong need to love and protect his little lover. After this, Yugi would belong to him and only him.

Yugi let out choked sob as he quickly came all over himself and Yami. His rolled in the back of his head as the painful ache was suddenly gone completely and only the pleasure from Yami’s thrusts remained. Yami felt Yugi’s muscles tighten around him and he exploded deep into his lover’s lithe body. Yugi moaned as he felt the warmth from Yami flow through his whole body. Yami rest his body on Yugi’s, smiling as those small arms wrapped around his back. They both were trying to catch there breath as they laid together, Yami still deep inside Yugi.

Yami suddenly pulled out and rolled onto his back, sighing in content. Yugi curled up next to him and kissed his cheek. He felt Yami’s arm wrap around his waist and pull him close. Yugi was still flushed bright pink from the previous act, but was basking in the afterglow. He listened to Yami’s heartbeat and sighed happily.

“Are you okay?” Yami asked.

“Mm, I’m fine, Yami. Thank you, that was wonderful! And you did cure that sickness! I can’t thank you enough.”

“I hope this won’t be the first or last time we do this, Yugi.”

“What do you mean?” Yami chuckled.

“I mean I want to do this again. Many more times, only with you.” Yugi lowered his eyes, wondering if this was Yami’s way of saying that he loved him. Even though he just met Yami, he couldn’t help but fall in love with him. He wasn’t sure at first, but he always did believe in love at first sight.

“Do you love me, Yami?” Yugi asked boldly, hoping he would get a reply. His whole body tingled as he heard Yami’s answer.

“Yes, I do. Do you love me, Yug?” Yugi smiled and hugged Yami tight around the neck, crying tears of joy.

“I do Yami! I love you so much!!”

“Then I’m yours, as long as you are mine.” Yugi nodded.

“Of course, Yami! You’re the only one for me!” Yami sighed happily.

“I’m glad to hear that.” Yugi’s smile suddenly faded as an all to familiar ache boiled up again in his abdomen. He clutched his legs together and whimpered.

“Yami! It’s happening again!” Yami grinned and pounced on Yugi.


Meanwhile, in the forest....


“Can we go home now?” Jou whined. “We’ve got enough animals and I’m tired!” Marik shook his head.

“We’re not going anywhere until I find that buck! I KNOW he went this way!” Seto growled, following behind Marik.

“Why the hell are we tracking this animal anyway?! I see no point in it!” Marik grinned.

“I want to surprise Malik with it’s rack!” Seto and Jou both made disgusted faces.

“I’m sure he’ll love that.” Jou said, rolling his eyes.

“I SEE IT!” Marik whispered loudly, startling the others. The buck was drinking from a small pond, and in perfect target range. Marik gripped his bow and knocked his arrow, aiming it at the animal. Before he could let it fly, the buck suddenly took off, disappearing into the woods. Marik lowered his bow and Jou groaned loudly.

“Oh great! Now we have to go track it again!” Seto held his hand up to silence him, looking all around them.

“Shh. Something scared it.”

“What did?” Jou asked. Marik suddenly pointed ahead of them.

“Those did.”

Seto and Jou followed the direction of Marik’s finger, their eyes widening at what they saw. A large pack of wolves stood a few yards in front of them, growling and snarling. Marik slowly reached for his axe, putting the bow away.

“Seto, I’m scared!” Seto hushed him.

“Don’t make any sudden moves. They must have smelled the blood from the dead animals.” One of the wolves moved slowly forward, frightening Jou’s horse. The animal reared and threw Jou off it’s back. He landed hard on the ground.

“JOU!” The wolves took the shout as a signal to attack, and the leapt forward. Marike Ave Avaldamon right into the pack of wolves while Seto jumped off his to protect Jou. One of the wolves leapt for Seto, but he took his sword and swung at it, slicing through the skin. Jou hid behind Seto, completely defenseless. His sword went with his horse, which was nowhere to be seen. Two more wolves came their way and Seto suddenly threw Jou over his shoulder, making a run for it.

“SETO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” Seto stopped at a large tree and placed Jou on a thick branch.

“Stay! You’ll be safe here!” Jou screamed

“SETO! LOOK OUT!” Seto spun around and was knocked to the ground by one of the wolves. It’s jaws snapped at his face as Seto tried to throw the beast off of him. The animal was strong and it was taking all of his strength to hold those jaws. He managed to roll the wolf over as he tried to crush it’s body. Another one tackled him, and he could hear Jou screaming his name. He felt the claws tear into his back and agonizing pain shoot through his shoulder where teeth met skin.

Jou didn’t know what to do! He had to help his lover, but he had no weapon to defend him with! Seto was crying out in pain as the wolf tore into his shoulder, making Jou burst into tears for being so helpless. Suddenly the wolf on Seto’s back yelped and fell to the ground, an arrow sticking out from it’s throat. Jou watched as another arrow killed the second wolf, freeing Seto. Jou looked all around, wondering who, or what, shot that arrow.

Marik jumped off his horse and attacked the wolves head on. He swung his axe, killing one as another jumped on his back. He grabbed the animal by its hide and threw it to the ground. Two others bit into his arms, making him drop his axe while another attacked his legs. Marik growled and swung his body, throwing the wolves from his arms and ignored the tearing of his skin from the teeth. He was attacked again by more of them, but refused to admit defeat.

An arrow flew through the air, nailing on of the wolves head on. Another killed the wolf hanging off Marik’s arm and another wounded the one by his legs. Marik grabbed his axe and swung at the remaining wolves, killing only one while the others turned tail and ran, yelping as they did. Marik breathed heavily, watching the wolves run. He looked down at the arrows protruding from the wolves. Where had they come from?

Seeing as the coast was clear, Jou jumped down from the branch, kneeling by Seto’s side. He cringed at he bloody bites and scratches that adorned his lovers back and shoulders. Seto moaned and pushed himself up with his arms, taking in deep breaths. The pain traveled all through his body.

“Seto?”

“I’m fine, Jou.” Jou frowned. Seto WASN’T alright if he called him ‘Jou’ instead of ‘pup’. Jou hugged Seto’s head, bringing it close to his chest. He laid his cheek on the soft hair, a tear trickling from his eye. Seto groaned softly and wrapped his arms around Jou. “Are you alright, pup?”

“Yes, I’m fine. Oh Seto, you were so brave!” Seto smiled through the pain.

“It’s my duty to protect you, pup.” Marik came trotting over on Avaldamon, four of the slain wolves lay across his saddle.

“You guys okay?”

“I’m fine, but Seto is hurt!” Jou’s eyes widened as he looked at Marik’s bloodstained form. “And by the looks of it, so are you.”

“Forget that. Do you know where these arrows came from?” Marik asked, but Jou shook his head.

“I thought you would know.”

“No. Seto?” Seto shook his head. “Then where-?”

“Up here!” They all looked up at the tree tops where they heard the voice. A blackened figure stood perfectly balanced on a branch, bow in hand. They three watched as the figure grabbed a vine and swung down, doing a flip before landing feet first on the ground. He had black hair tied up in a high ponytail and dark green eyes. He wore an outfit of green and brown, with an orange cape behind him. “May I have my arrows back now?” Jou stared at the boy for a few seconds, then smiled brightly.

“Duke, is that you!?” Marik and Seto faced Jou, confused.

“Who wants to know?”

“It’s me, Jou! We grew up together! You, me and Tristan, remember!” the boy smiled.

“Jou! It is you! I almost didn’t recognize you!” Marik looked from Duke to Jou.

“So you two know each other?” Jou nodded.

“Yeah! It’s so nice to see you again, Duke! Where have you been? We missed you.” Duke put his bow away.

“I became an outlaw after the English lawmen burned my house down, killing my parents. You remember that, don’t you?” Jou nodded.

“How could I forget. That was the day you disappeared. I’m glad to see you’re alright, though.”

“You too, Jou. How’s Tristan?”

“He’s doing good. He’s living with me now.” Marik suddenly interrupted them.

“Excuse me, but we need to be getting back to the camp. Seto’s wounds need stitching as do mine.” He turned to Duke. “You wouldn’t happen to have some bandages on you, would you?” Duke smiled.

“Actually, I do.” He reached behind him and held out his knapsack. He searched inside of it and pulled out two rolls of clothe bandages. “Here, I’ll help you wrap them.”

After their wounds were wrapped tightly, they got ready to head back to camp. Marik strapped the animal wagon onto Seto’s horse, adding the three wolves to the pile. Marik lifted Seto up onto Avaldamon since he couldn’t ride on his own due to the wounds. Duke took control of Seto’s horse and Jou sat behind him. Duke left the woods with them, eager to see his other friend Tristan. The ride back was peaceful and quiet.

Seto’s Tent:

Seto lay on his stomach on the bed of furs as Jou cleaned his wounds. He took little gulps of air as the warm water stung. The only nice thing about it was Jou’s gentle touches. His pup was just as good at healing as he was, and he couldn’t help but smile. Jou takes good care of him, just like he does his pup. The were equal in every way.

“All clean, ready for the hard part?” Seto smirked.

“What’s hard about it? A few stitches never hurt anybody.” Jou chuckled as he took a string of horse hair and thread the heated needle.

“It amazes me how you can take so much pain, Seto. I’d be climbing the walls if I needed stitches.”

“I’m used to pain, pup. That’s why.” Seto’s eyebrow flinched as Jou began the stitching. It hurt, but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle. He just enjoyed the feel of his pup’s soft, gentle hands on his back.

“You Vikings are such brave men. No wonder the English fear you. You’re all crazy!” The comment made Seto chuckle.


“That’s just the way we are. We’re taught to be strong warriors so that we may feast with Odin in Valhalla.” Jou’s features saddened.

“Seto, would Odin allow me to enter Valhalla? I’m not of your origin, and I’m not a warrior like you and the others.” Seto closed his eyes, answering Jou’s question.

“If Odin doesn’t welcome you, then Freyja surly will. Don’t worry, pup. We’ll be together in the afterlife, I promise you.”

“But Seto, what if one of our ideas of the afterlife aren’t true? What then?” Seto grunted.

“If there is a Valhalla, which I’m pretty sure of, we can spend an eternity there. But, if your Heaven exists, then I hope your God will welcome me with you.” Seto learned a lot about the Christian religion from Jou. Not that he cared for it or anything, he was just curious to learn about other culture. Jou bit off the remaining horse hair, tying another knot at the end and beginning on the next wound.

“But the Christian god forbids same sex lovers and marks it as a sin. I won’t be allowed to enter Heaven anyway, I’ll be made to suffer in Hell.”

“Then I’ll be in your Hell to suffer with you.” Jou smiled at that comment. “But if your god is as forgiving and loving as those priests say, then he should welcome our love and unison.” Jou finished stitching the last wound and cleaned his hand of all the blood.

“I don’t know what to believe, Seto. It’s all so confusing.” Seto sat up slowly, meeting Jou face to face.

“We’ll find out someday, pup. But not for a long, long time. I promise you.” Jou smiled and hugged Seto who immediately wrapped his arms around him. Jou sighed happily as he rest in Seto’s glad, relieved that he had survived the wolf attack. If Seto had gotten killed, the Jou would have to follow right after. At least they get to live another day together.

“I love you, Seto.”

“I love you too, pup. Forever.”


Marik’s Tent:

Marik had his wounds taken care of already as he practically skipped to his tent. He had picked Malik a bouquet of wild flowers on the ride back and was eager to tell him what had happened. He fixed his hair before he entered his tent, wanting to make a good impression for Malik. He entered the tent, and was met with an angry Malik.


“Hello my little mink.” Malik growled and tapped his foot.

“I’m angry with you, Marik Bolverk! You broke your promise to me! You said you weren’t going hunting, but fishing! And I wanted to go, and you promised I could! Then what! I wake up to find myself alone in bed and hear that you went out on a hunting party! Plus, you promised to carry the clothes and dishes for me down to the brook! I had to do it ALL by myself since everyone else was afraid to help me in fear of you! And I had to clean the ENTIRE tent! Your junk is heavy! Now what do you have to say for yourself!?” Marik held out the bouquet of flowers and grinned.

“I picked these for you, lover, to tell you I’m sorry. But it was safer for you to remain here where-OW!” Malik whacked Marik on the head with a broom.

“If you think some flowers are going to make up for you lying to me, then you’re sadly mistaken!” Marik ran out of the tent, with Malik close on his heels, swinging the broom.

Yami and Yugi were walking hand in hand around the camp when they saw a most amusing sight. Chibi Marik was running from an angry chibi Malik who was hitting him with a broom. They ran back and forth, Marik pleading for help and Malik swinging his broom. Yami turned to Yugi.

“Marik is a proud, strong, honorable Viking warrior. He has yet to lose a fight, come back from a hunt empty handed, and known to charge head first into a raging battle,” Yami smirked. “But he is at the complete and utter mercy of someone much smaller and less threatening than him. Makes you wonder.” Yugi nodded.

End chapter 6

ChibiMisu: *whew!* that was a long one! In our next chapter, a Bolverk family member enters the scene with his men. Is he friend or foe? Bakura starts to warm up a bit to Ryou, Duke joins the group, and Marik has something important to tell Malik. Stay tuned! ^^v


[1] Berserker was the name the English gave to Vikings. When the Vikings would fight, they’d do crazy things like cut themselves with their swords and stuff like that to scare the English. It worked. Also, the Vikings never wore horned helmets. The Christians wrote about and drew them with horned helmets to make them sound and look more like demons. I’m making them wear horned helmets because I think it looks sexy! ^_~ hee hee

[2] Loki was the Norse god of trickery, wits, and mischief.