I Forgive You

I Forgive You

hato chiisai

YAOI WARNING

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. ::pouts

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Yugi grinned and pounced on the mail.

"I got the mail!" He said, and Yami howled in protest.

"Yugi! It's my turn to get the mail!" The Pharaoh whined.

"Honestly Yami." Yugi giggled, looking through the bills. "You just pick it up off of the floor. What's so exciting?"

"I like looking for things for me."

"Yami, you never get anything in the mail....ummm..... until today....."

"Huh?"

"A letter with your name on it, Yami. Here." Yugi shoved the envelope into Yami's hands, and the Pharaoh didn't even notice as Yugi ran off with the rest of the mail. Curiously, he opened the envelope, and took out the letter.

Pharaoh-

I am in desperate need of help, and only you can help me. Meet me at the park at the jungle gym by the cherry grove tonight at 11.

A friend

Yami blinked. Whoever it was knew the truth about him, and that disturbed him. His eyes flashed, as he decided that this mystery person had to be silenced.

At ten til eleven, he found himself strolling through the cherry grove, an activity that always soothed his nerves, and he was definitely nervous. He froze as a shiver of power moved up his spine, and he looked around. Only one person had that effect on him.
hmoshmose?" He called, and the taller boy appeared from the shadows. (AN: Ahmose is my OC. See Millennium Balance for his story)

"Yugioh? What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? What are YOU doing here?!"

"Responding to a summons."

"You too?"

"Too?"

"Too." Yami said, and the pair exchanged letters, identical save for their names.

"Who wants us here?" Ahmose asked, softly.

"Me." Another voice said, and the pair whirled.

"Tomb Robber!!" Ahmose snarled, as Bakura appeared.

"Yup." He said, smirking. "That's me. Nice to see you too, Sorcerer." Yami rolled his eyes.

"What do you want, Bakura? Don't tell me you got a letter too?"

"Nope. I sent them." Bakura said, grinning at Ahmose's face.

"YOU want OUR help?!" The sorcerer shouted.

"You're the only two who CAN help me." Bakura said, shrugging. "At least hear me out." Ahmose scowled, but Yami leaned against a tree.

"I'm listening." He said. Bakura nodded, and leaned against a tree as well.

"About a week ago, Ryou went to Marik and Seto for help with a problem. It turns out, the problem was me..." Bakura went on to tell about the whole kidnapped and raped episode. Yami and Ahmotaretared.

"Oooookay......" Ahmose drawled, sounding much like his hikari, Mikado.

"Well, afterwards, I did a little..... snooping in Ryou's mind."

"Bakura!" Yami scolded. "What kind of snooping?!"

"Ummm..... Sexual fantasies....." Bakura muttered and looked away, blushing and rubbing the back of his neck.

"Bakura!" Yami scolded, louder, trying not to smile. "Those are private thoughts!" Ahmose rolled his eyes.

"Well, I, uh, I want to give Ryou his fantasy. Y'know, to make up for my insensitivity." The other two yamis blinked.

"Bakura, that's so sweet!" Yami cooed, and Bakura blushed again.

"Yeah, yeah...." Bakura murmured, looking at his feet. "So, will you help me?" Yami grinned, and even Ahmose cracked a smile.

"Of course!" Yami said.

"All right." Ahmose muttered. Bakura smiled, relieved, and sat down on the ground, and was joined by the other two yamis; Yami and Bakura reclined on the ground, while Ahmose sat with his legs crossed, arms folded over his chest, and his spine completely straight. Bakura winced; that position he found painful and he didn’t know how Ahmose could sit like that for hours on end. (AN: This is explained in ‘Ahmose Inarus’)

"What do you need?" Yami asked.

"Some spells. That's why I needed Ahmose. If he can handle it, that is. I don't know if you can do it."

"I'm sure I can." Ahmose said, in a monotone voice. "What do you need?"

"Ummm... how about a change in the weather?" Bakura said. Ahmose blinked, and stared at him.

"Weather?! Have you any idea how difficult that is?!"

"So, you can't do it?"

"Of course I can!" Ahmose snapped, and scowled. "But it will take a lot of time, and a lot of effort. Even with Mikado's help, I will be drained for at least a day." Bakura bit his lip, and then stared at the sorcerer.

"Please? For Ryou?" Bakura begged. Ahmose sighed.

"Fine. For Ryou."

"Thank you. And Yami, since Ahmose will be too weak to do the other spell, I want you to do it. Cast a spell on Ryou. A sleeping spell, so he won't wake until noon the day of the surprise."

"All right." Yami said, and looked at Ahmose, who cleared his throat.

"Wkindkind of weather do you want?" The sorcerer asked. Bakura grinned.

"Well..."

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Ryou yawned, and shivered. He was cold. He curled up to get warmer, but made a face. The surface he was lying on felt strange. He frowned. He was so tired; he couldn't find the will to open his eyes. His half-awake senses began focusing on things around him. Ryou's hazy mind slowly processed every little thing. He was cold. He felt wet.... wet? Ryou grunted softly. He was lying upon something soft, but slightly tickly. The carpet? He wasn't sure, but he felt naked. Air moved over him, like a cool breeze, and he concluded that the air conditioner had just turned on. He sniffed the air, slightly. It smelled cool, and sweet and.... fresh. He frowned. Air in a house didn't smell like that. He smelled sweet flowers, and new grass, and, he smiled slightly, rain. He loved the smell of rain. He smelled water. Not tap water, but fresh water, straight from the stream. And… there was no mistaking the delicate fragrance of his favorite flower, the Gardenia.

He listened. The breeze didn't sound like the air conditioner.... He heard leaves rustling, and birds, singing. A little bit of gentle thunder rolled over him. He heard what sounded like a creek, and a small waterfall, and something else that sounded like a gentle rain on the water. Ryou smiled and sighed. He felt like he was in a forest.

Then, singing reached his ears. A soft, familiar voice reached him, and he identified the words to be Egyptian. Bakura was singing. There was a bit of a splash. Bakura was singing in the tub? Since when did Bakura sing in the tub? Something soft brushed his cheek, and tickled him slightly, making him twitch. Ryou grumbled and reached up to find out what it was. Hmmm..... it felt like a leaf. Ryou brushed it away, and tried to go back to sleep.

Waitaminnit.... a leaf? Ryou's eyes snapped open and darted around. His heart pounded at what he saw. Trees, grass, flowers, all wet in the gentle rainfall. Ryou sat straight up, looking around wildly. He gasped. He was on a bed of moss at the edge of a stream, in the middle of the woods in a spring shower, next to what looked like a Gardenia bush. He turned at the singing, and stared at Bakura, swimming in a larger part of the creek beneath a four foot water fall. Ryou stared at his lover, singing softly. Ryou flushed when he realized that he, as well as Bakura, was naked. Bakura turned to float on his back, but saw Ryou and stopped, standing on the rock bottom of the pool.

"You're awake." He said, stating the obvious. "Sooner than you were supposed to be. Yami's spell didn't work right. Good morning. How are you?" Ryou blinked, and stared at Bakura, slowly curling his legs under himself.

"F-fine...." He gasped, softly, and Bakura smiled, coming towards the shore.

"Good. You look like you're all healed." He said, looking Ryou over. Ryou glanced down at his now flawless skin, and nodded.

"Yeah. You too." He said. Bakura smiled, and reclined beside Ryou on the moss. "What's going on?" Ryou asked. "Where are we?" Bakura smiled at Ryou, and reached out his hand, brushing his knuckles over Ryou's cheek.

"Does it really matter?" He murmured, softly. "After all, we're here, and we're together. What else matters?" Ryou smiled slightly at his yami's words. He had never seen Bakura like this. His yami seemed so serene and tranquil. He looked happier than Ryou had ever seen him, and he leaned into the hand caressing his face. Bakura sat up and curled a hand around the back of Ryou's head. He pulled Ryou's face closer, and their lips embraced. Ryou moaned softly into the kiss, as Bakura's tongue slipped into his mouth and curled around his tongue. Ryou felt so much love and tenderness in this kiss; he wished that it would never end. But it ended, and Bakura pulled Ryou into his lap, cradling him lovingly. Ryou let his head rest on Bakura's chest, and he closed his eyes, breathing in Bakura's scent; a soft musk, cool and sweet. He opened his eyes and watched the rain trickle down his lover's chest, and felt the drops slip down his own skin, soothing him.

"What are we doing out here?" Ryou asked, softly. "Where are we?" Bakura smiled and slowly shifted, laying Ryou back onto the moss and moving above him, kissing his face, gently.

"Heaven, Ryou. This is heaven......." He murmured into the boy's throat, and Ryou smiled and purred. "I love you."

"I love you too...." Ryou breathed, and kissed Bakura's shoulder. "What's going on?"

"Shhhh...." Bakuaid,aid, pressing a finger against Ryou's lips. "Don't speak. Just close your eyes, and feel....." Ryou stared at his yami for a moment, and then relaxed beneath him, closing his eyes.

"I love you, Bakura...."

"I love you, too....." Bakura whispered, and kissed Ryou's soft mouth, gently moving a hand to caress his thigh, making his lover shiver and moan. He let his fingers trail up Ryou's hip and side and back down to his thigh again, smiling as he felt Ryou's fingers thread through his hair and hold him firmly in place. Bakura allowed Ryou's tongue to fight back, and gain entrance to his own mouth. He used his tongue to stroke Ryou's, as the boy tasted him and explored him, curiously. Bakura soon broke off the kiss, to plant tiny licks and nips along Ryou's jaw, listening to his lover's soft breathing. He plucked a Gardenia from the bush, and trailed its soft petals over Ryou’s equally soft skin. After a while, Bakura began to sing softly in his lover's ear, while stroking and caressing his body with his hands. Ryou smiled and listened to the gentle words, sung in Egyptian. He let his hands fall lightly bs hes head, basking in the warm feelings his yami's velvety voice gave him.

The rain continued to fall softly, gentle thunder rolling over their bodies every now and then, and every once in a while, the sun would barely peek through the clouds, warming the pale skin of the two souls by the stream. Ryou moaned as he felt Bakura gently spreading his legs and settle between them, letting their lower bodies press against each other. Ryou rubbed against Bakura slightly, and Bakura smiled, continuing to sing softly to his lover, nibbling his ear lobe gently and running his fingers through his hair.

Ryou whimpered when he felt the head of Bakura's erection rub his entrance, tantalizingly. Ryou moved his head to the side and captured Bakura's lips with his own, and groaned when he felt his body give way to Bakura, allowing him to slide his awakening arousal into Ryou's body.

Bakura gasped at how Ryou felt. It was as thought his body was trying to grip him and pull him in further, waiting to devour his release greedily. Ryou cried out softly and ground his body into Bakura's hips, trying to feel him fill him more. Ryou arched his back and moaned as he felt Bakura's penis swell and harden inside of his body, and he bucked against his lover. Bakura gasped at this, and instinctively thrust forwards, though he could go no further into Ryou. He continued his thrusts, never pulling out an inch, but each thrust caused him to rub Ryou's prostrate, making the boy shiver and cry out. He smiled as he felt Ryou's body shiver beneath him, and tense as he released onto their stomachs. Ryou went limp and panted slightly. Bakura grinned and kissed Ryou's chest as he gently drew his erection out of Ryou's body. Ryou whimpered, then gasped as Bakura pressed back in, making his oversensitive body shiver again. He continued to move slowly, making Ryou moan and squirm.

“God…. Bakura……” Ryou groaned, and opened his eyes. He looked over Bakura’s shoulder and smiled at the bright green of the new leaves of spring. The light gray clouds parted, showing a brilliant blue as the gentle shower continued. Ryou closed his eyes as the sun appeared, warming Bakura’s back and Ryou’s face.

“I love you…” Bakura whispered, as he continued his slow gentle movements. Ryou smiled and moaned, rocking his hips in time with Bakura’s movements.

“Bakura…. It feels so good……….” He panted, and Bakura locked eyes with Ryou and smiled.

“As it should. I’m sorry that I took this away from you.” Bakura said, and kissed him again. Ryou smiled into the kiss and curled his arms around Bakura’s shoulders and held him close.

“Harder, koi……” Ryou murmured, and Bakura smiled, nibbling Ryou’s earlobe and going a bit harder and faster, moving down to kiss Ryou’s throat that began to vibrate with his purring.

“My hikari…..” Bakura purred. “Watashi no takara kicho….. Aishiteru…” Ryou smiled and nuzzled Bakura, who grinned when he heard Ryou begin to pant. He reached down and brushed his finger tips over Ryou’s erection. “You’re close….”

“…. Yes…”

“Very close….”

“Mmmm…. Yes…………” Ryou purred, and then whimpered when Bakura began moving faster.

“C’mon, baby…” Bakura encouraged, refusing to go any harder or faster, wanting to draw this out as long as he could. Ryou’s body was shivering, and sparkling with the water droplets falling gently onto his skin. Bakura smiled at the blush that spread across his lover’s cheeks and the smile on his lips. Bakura couldn’t help but to lean over and kiss those lips, gently, as if sipping nectar from a flower. Ryou broke the kiss as he craned his neck back with a hiss. His body tensed, and a s rip rippled through his thin frame as he finally reached his climax. Bakura smiled and hid his face in Ryou’s bared throat, letting out a soft groan as his hot release filled Ryou. Bakura sighed and rested his head on his lover’s chest, laying still for what felt like hours.

“Ryou?” He called softly after a few minutes. Ryou’s eyes slowly blinked open and fixed on his. Bakura smiled and sat up, slipping from Ryou’s body. He moved over Ryou and kissed him tenderly before lifting him into his arms and slipping into the creek. res rested his head on Bakura’s shoulder and closed his eyes as the cool water soothed his heated skin. Bakura rocked him in the water, singing softly, Ryou slowly drifted off to sleep, smelling Gardenias, listening to the rain on the water, and his lover’s soft voice.

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Bakura pulled into the driveway of the house and was amused to find Ahmose and Yami sitting on the front porch. He got out of the car and looked at them, noticing that Ahmose’s usually glowing golden eyes lacked their usual luster.

“What do you want?” Bakura asked with a smile, as the regal pair stood and approached him.

“How did it go?” Yami asked. “Where is he?” Bakura grinned and opened the back door revealing Ryou sleeping silently, wrapped up in a blanket. Yami and Ahmose both smiled.

“He looks happy. I am feeling a strong sense of contentment from him.” Ahmose said softly, not wanting to wake the sleeping angel that Bakura now held in his arms.

“It went perfect. Thank you both.” Bakura whispered. “Now if you will excuse me, I want to get him inside before he wakes.” The Pharaoh and Sorcerer nodded.

“Glad it worked out, Bakura.” Ahmose said and turned, heading down the street. Yami watched him go, and then smiled at Bakura.

“Ahmose went a bit above and beyond, Bakura. This evening, the sunset will be one of the most beautiful you’ve ever seen. Enjoy it with Ryou, as Ahmose hopes you will.nd hnd he followed the raven haired sorcerer down the street. Bakura smiled and nodded to their backs before carrying Ryou inside and out to the backyard, laying him down in the grass and reclining beside him.

Sure enough, Ryou woke up in time to see a dazzling sunset.

“I had a dream….” Ryou said softly, from where he rested against Bakura’s chest. Bakura smiled.

“Did you now?”

“Hai…. I dreamt that I woke up in the woods, and…..” Ryou’s voice trailed off when Bakura held up a gardenia blossom.

“Are you sure it was a dream?” Bakura asked, and smiled at Ryou’s amazed expression.

“Bakura?”

“Mmmm…. Yes?”

“You, you did that…. For me?”

“Of course….” Bakura said, tucking the flower behind Ryou’s ear, and kissing him. “And never forget it.” Ryou smiled and removed the flower from his hair and breathed in its scent.

“This flower never really had a reason for being my favorite. I just like its scent… but I think it has a reason now…..” Ryou said, and Bakura smiled.

“I’m glad. I love you, Ryou. I love you.”

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