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Resurrecting The Darkness

By: YamiTenshi
folder Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 12
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Harsh Truths

HARSH TRUTHS

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disclaimer: I still don't any of these character and I'm not making any money from them either.......
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The afternoon passed swiftly; too swiftly for the three hikaris. As the sun began to sink below the horizon, Isis appeared in the doorway. “I hope that you are planning on staying for dinner. Rishid is fixing enough food for twenty people.” She focused her attention on her baby brother. “Why don’t you contact Mariku and see if he wants to bring Bakura and the Pharaoh?”

The exotic lavender eyes locked onto the sapphire ones of his older sister, attempting to discern her reasons for wanting to have this reunion tonight. She was aware that there was trouble with Atemu and Bakura. His eyes widened as the realization swept over him. She wanted to see for herself how they interacted with each other. Nodding slightly, he turned his thoughts inward, seeking to establish contact with his koi through their mind-link.

//Mariku? Isis and Rishid have invited all of us to dinner tonight. Where are you now?//

An intense wave of love and longing swept through their link. \We’re about four miles from their house. Tell Isis yes and thank her and Rishid for putting up with us.\ A mental kiss was sent to Malik, who willingly returned the loving gesture. \ Aishiteru hikari.\

//Aishiteru Mariku.//

The brilliant smile faded as he noticed the less-than-eager look on Ryou’s face and caught a glimpse of fear in Yugi’s expressive eyes. He cursed to himself for not asking his friends before “talking” to his koibito. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "Do you want me to contact Mariku and tell him that there has been a change of plans?"

The diminutive duelist shook his head negatively. "No, Malik. I don't want you to do anything different. It's only natural for you to want to spend time with your yami--he is the other half of your soul and the love of your life. Please, grab every opportunity you have to be together and treasure each moment." Crystal tears filled the amethyst orbs. "You never know when fate may step in and rip him away from you." He wiped the wetness away and smiled tremulously.

The selflessness of his friend sent Ryou forward; he wrapped his slender arms around the thin shoulders. "Remember what I said earlier, Yugi. I will protect you, even if it means that I have to defy Kura."

Yugi sniffled and returned the loving gesture. "Thank you Ryou. You have no idea what that means to me." His glance traveled to Malik and Isis. "I am so lucky to have friends like you; friends that are there for me, no matter what." The chibi hikari smiled, his innate innocence marred by the sadness lurking in the twin amethyst gems.

Malik cursed to himself. "Damn you Atemu for causing your hikari pain. For what you have done to him, I will destroy you."

\What has he done, koishii?\ The question sounded rapidly in a harsh tone within his mind.

Kuso! He had forgotten to block his thoughts from Mariku. Oh well. It was too late now. //Koi, I can't talk about this now. I promise that later tonight, when we're alone, I will tell you everything.//

A deep sigh passed along their link. \Okay, koibito. But I don't intend to spend all night discussing Atemu and Bakura.\

Mental laughter was sent back to his sexy yami. //Neither do I. I have much more interesting and exciting ideas for tonight.//

Isis cleared her throat, capturing her brother's attention. "Well? Are they going to join us?" At her brother's accepting nod, she returned to the kitchen to help Rishid prepare the evening meal.

In less than five minutes, the three yamis arrived, knocking lightly on the front door before entering the serene atmosphere. Pausing to remove their sandals, they trod barefoot across the floor to the glass patio door. A deeply tanned arm pushed the portal open. Slipping unseen behind the equally tanned slender youth, Mariku grabbed Malik and pulled him backwards against his firm chest, tilting his head to the side and placing a passionate kiss on the willing lips of his koibito.

Ryou greeted his beloved Kura with a tender kiss, the yami's muscular arms wrapping around the younger one, his fingers sliding softly over the bare skin of the slightly sun-burned back. "You should have kept your shirt on, koi. You know how easily you burn," Kura scolded, his chocolate eyes glowing with love as he stared admiringly at his half-dressed hikari. Ryou merely smiled sweetly, his own gaze reflecting the love back at his white-haired soul-mate.

Arrogance and desire radiated from the third young man crossing the threshold. Reaching for Yugi, he pulled the slightly resisting youth tightly against him, grinding his hips and obvious erection into the smaller one's groin. He captured the rosy lips with his, his tongue invading the warmth of his hikari's luscious mouth. Breaking the dominating kiss, he trailed his searching tongue across the sensitive flesh of his neck to his ear. "I want you, now," he whispered in a lust-filled voice. "I want to feel your sweet mouth on me, sucking on me, teasing me with that talented tongue." Yugi gasped, trying to free himself from the possessive grip of his yami. "Please Atemu, we can't here." He blushed bright red, embarrassment and humiliation battling for dominance. "We're not alone!" he replied, keeping his voice low. The last thing he wanted was to draw attention to himself.

It was a futile attempt. The other two hikari's were watching, their hearts breaking for the most innocent of the three as his yami openly molested him in front of them. The sudden pain and fury sweeping through Malik transmitted itself to Mariku. The exotic lavender eyes of the yami narrowed at the scene. Before he could speak, the door slid open and a gentle feminine voice rang through the stillness.

"Pharaoh, that's enough. Please release Yugi. Dinner is ready and I could use some help setting up the tables out here on the patio. It's a beautiful night; perfect for eating underneath the heavens." She gestured towards the storage building. "Why don't the yami's move the tables from the storage and the hikari's can help me bring the plates and food out here."

Grateful for the reprieve, Yugi dashed inside, pausing to wipe away the lone tear that slid down his cheek. He focused on keeping his mind calm, knowing that the Pharaoh, Atemu, would be eavesdropping on his thoughts and conversations. He shook his head as Malik approached him, tapping his temple warning him and Ryou that his yami was listening. Deliberately, he spoke first, keeping their discussions light. "Malik, are there enough swim trunks in the pool house for the yamis to join us for a swim after dinner?"

Seeing the desperation on the gentle features, the fear in those over-large violet depths, the platinum blonde Egyptian nodded. "I believe so. Isis usually has a dozen or so, because Mariku has a tendency to rip them...." his voice trailed off, remembering vividly how the swim trunks get torn and leaving the details to his friends' imagination.

The snowy-haired teen giggled as he visualized Malik trying to escape from Mariku's desire, need, and love. He decided that the slender tanned youth probably didn't try very hard to avoid his yami's lust. Seeing the loving exchange of glances, a wave of complete happiness for the alluringly beautiful and amazingly sexy couple washed over him. Knowing how deeply each had suffered, he was so pleased that they had been reunited.

After dinner, the yamis changed into the swimwear, joining their partners in the warm, relaxing water of the spa. In an effort to protect Yugi from Atemu's groping and fondling, Ryou and Malik sat on each side of their smaller friend. Displeased with the arrangement, the former Pharaoh turned his attention on the pale-skinned Bakura. Discreetly, he managed to touch the ivory skin several times, the feel of his silky flesh sending tendrils of desire through him.

Bakura, uncomfortable with the subtle caresses, sent a pleading message along the mind-link with Ryou. //Tenshi, can you help me? Atemu is making me nervous. He's touched me several times. Maybe it is accidental, but I don't like it. Come sit with me, please?//

The hikari's chocolate gaze narrowed as he caught a glimpse of desire in the crimson depths of the Pharaoh's eyes. Smiling apologetically at Yugi, he rose and joined his koishii yami, situating himself in Kura's lap, protecting him from any unwelcome advances.

Immediately, Atemu took Ryou's place next to his hikari, pulling him onto his lap. He placed several teasing kisses along the sensitive flesh of Yugi's neck, nipping it with his teeth. He sucked harshly, marking the delicate skin.

Malik clenched his fist as he detected the shimmering wetness lurking in his friend's eyes. He couldn't sit back and let Atemu openly abuse his hikari. Rising, he grabbed Yugi's arm, pulling him to stand up beside him. "Let's go swimming! Come on Ryou!!" he yelled, dragging the relieved teen with him across the deck which separated the pool and the spa. Giving Yugi a shove, Malik jumped in afterwards, followed quickly by their white-haired friend.

"Thank you," the tiny teen whispered, careful to keep his back towards the spa. He didn't want his yami to see the relief on his face at being released from that prison of lust.

"What are friends for?" the tanned Egyptian grinned, lightening the mood considerably. The three hikaris spent a few pleasurable minutes together, splashing and dunking each other. Eventually, though, like all good things, it came to an end. The moon rose higher and higher in the nighttime sky, signaling to the three couples that it was time to leave.

Back home, the couples retired to their bedrooms, Malik wincing at the dullness of the normally sparkling amethyst gems as Atemu gripped the thin body tightly to him, shutting and locking the wooden barrier behind him.

Mariku sensed the anger and pain coursing through his koibito. "Malik, there is nothing we can do tonight. I promise, I will fix this, somehow. But remember, Yugi is far stronger than he looks. He has survived many tough situations. He will make it through this as well."

The platinum blonde shook his head negatively. "I'm not so sure. Before, he had Yami beside him, supporting him, believing in him. Now, the person he's fighting is Atemu." Unbidden, tears formed in his lavender orbs. "I don't know if he can survive this. This may very well be the battle that destroys his soul."

Meanwhile, Ryou and his koishii Kura were relaxing in the king-sized bed. They had removed their clothing, loving the feel of having nothing between their nude bodies. The feel of each other's silky skin was intoxicating and arousing. Holding nothing back, Ryou kissed his koi, making full use of the mind-link to flood his yami's mind with every sensual thought and desire racing through his own mind.

Kura moaned at the onslaught of lust and love he received from his tenshi. Deepening the kiss, he pulled Ryou closer. "Please, koi, make love to me. I need you; I want to feel your hardness inside of me, your warm body on top of me, your love surrounding me."

Unable to resist that plea, the younger one caressed and kissed every inch of bare skin before preparing and entering his koishii's tight warmth. Unbearably aroused, he slid his hardened length in and out, targeting the sensitive bundle of nerves, eliciting screams of desire and pleasure from his koibito. Feeling a massive orgasm approaching, he began stroking Kura's velvet hardness in synchronization with his thrusts, striving for and achieving mutual simultaneous completion.

Afterwards, the sated yami slept, cradled in his hikari's loving embrace. Ryou lay awake, silent tears sliding down his cheeks soaking in the snowy-white hair of his koi as his mind and his heart began to grasp the reality that his koishii Tomb Robber, the fierce Thief King, the man he had reluctantly fallen in love with, was gone forever.

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I know its shorter than usual but I had to end this chapter here. There are only 3 more chapters to this story and each of them will be quite a bit longer. Anyway, please R & R!!!!
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