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Title: Chibi Madness

Author: Dragonwrangler

Rating: M

Summary: Someone is making a move to take over Egypt and has turned the Pharaoh, High Priest Seth, and (accidentally) Thief King Bakura into cute little chibis, leaving Mahado to one- figure out how to change them back, two- keep Akunadin from taking over, and three- keep himself sane as the Royal Court deals with Chibi Madness!

Warning: Work in Progress, AE storyline, OOC, M/M, Yaoi, Lemon (Seth/Atemu, Mahado/Magician of Dark Chaos, Seth/Bakura/Atemu), Voyeurism, Oral, Anal, Solo

Author�s Notes: This is a little demon plots I adopted from Elektra at Kokoro no Yami- thank you! I hope I�m treating it right- let me know! I will update this as soon as I can but I definitely need to be in the right frame of mind for it. (I have a tendency to overwork a chapter if it sits too long on my computer so I thought I had better get each chapter posted as soon as it felt right!)

Feedback welcome!

Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh is owned by Kazuki Takahashi. I make no money from this and only write for my own entertainment and for the entertainment of any who wish to read this.

Italics - Mahado's tortured thoughts

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Chibi Madness

Chapter One

Bakura sat scrunched in a dark corner, his view of the Royal bedchambers blocked by the cabinet he was currently hiding behind. The great Thief King cursed his luck as he listened to the damn Pharaoh and his High Priest talk and drink in complete comfort while he was quickly growing several cramps in his leg and back.

Damn Pharaoh. Damn Priest.

As he continued to curse, Bakura suddenly heard Pharaoh dismissing the servants from the room. He listened to the two remaining occupants of the room move from their positions for the first time since entering, heard them shifting to a new spot in the room, heard voices that were changing in emotion and tempo.

Moving silently, even with the distraction of the tingling pain that told Bakura his leg had fallen asleep; the Thief King peered around the side of the cabinet and found a sight that made his blood run hot with frustration.

The damn Priest was slowly stripping the damn Pharaoh of his damn royal clothing while locked in a passionate kiss.

�Fuck.�, Bakura muttered as he watched the show unfolding before him, unable to turn away.

The long, deep blue cloak was the first to go. The Priest ran his hands down Pharaoh�s bare back as Pharaoh arched to tangled his hands in his Priest�s hair. The collar of precious stones and gold beading dropped next, swiftly followed by the Pharaoh himself as the Priest caught him with one arm around his waist and one behind his knees and expertly threw him into the bed that dominated the room without breaking the kiss.

�Damn, damn, damn!�

Climbing into the bed to straddle Pharaoh, the Priest finally broke the kiss to rise up on his knees, stripping his golden belt and blue robe off, tossing them away. Pharaoh ran his hands up over his Priest�s stomach and waist, his face filled with enough unadulterated lust that even from across the room Bakura could see it.

Pharaoh�s hands made quick work of the knots holding the Priest�s kilt in place and pulled it free, giving the Thief King an amazingly annoying view of the Priest backside. Rolling his eyes as he ground his teeth together, Bakura watched the Priest reach down to easily remove the rest of Pharaoh�s clothing before capturing the lips of the Pharaoh in another kiss.

And since he kept his ass in the air, it simply made Bakura�s view even more irritating as a few more of the Priest�s many attributes came into view as he shifted his knees a little further apart.

And even more annoying than that was the fact the view was beginning to arouse the trapped thief.

�Damn, damn, damn!�

Managing to choke back a growl, Bakura shifted to a slightly more comfortable position. When he looked back, he found the scene on the bed had changed. Pharaoh had pushed himself up on one arm, forcing the Priest upright again.

Bakura�s mind boggled as he realized what Pharaoh was up to.

Oh, that�s just great.

Growing more and more frustrated, and more and more aroused, the Thief King watched as Pharaoh began sucking on his Priest�s cock. Bakura could not see exactly what Pharaoh was doing to the Priest, but from the way the Priest was doubled over and moaning, Pharaoh was doing a damn good job.

Finding himself getting warm, Bakura slipped his robes open as he watched the Priest beginning to lose some of his famous self-control, muscles twitching and hips starting to buck from the pleasure he was experiencing. A cry of passion slipped out of the Priest, and Bakura could hear a deep, satisfied hum from Pharaoh as the Priest climaxed into his mouth. Bakura started in fascination as Pharaoh drank every last drop of his Priest�s seed.

The Priest slowly fell onto his side as Pharaoh, a self-satisfied smirk on his face, straightened out to kiss his Priest, draping himself across the Priest�s sweat covered body. Bakura licked suddenly dry lips as the kiss on the bed deepened, a duel of dominance obviously developing between the two.

The Priest suddenly flipped Pharaoh onto his back, an answering smirk on his face as he grabbed for something on the bed. A small jar was near the head of the bed and the Priest opened it one handed, dipped his fingers in, and reached down to Pharaoh�s crotch, all without once breaking eye contact with Pharaoh. Bakura got the impression the Priest was challenging Pharaoh not to react to what he was doing.

And for a moment, it appeared Pharaoh might win the challenge. The Priest�s breathing was growing rough as he slipped his fingers into Pharaoh and even Bakura found himself reaching down to stroke his own cock; Pharaoh simply smirked at his Priest.

Until the Priest found just the right spot.

Pharaoh arched with a cry, hands fisting into the sheets beneath him, breaking eye contact with the Priest. The Priest leaned down to run kisses across Pharaoh�s body as he continues to work the spot, keeping Pharaoh tossing and moaning in pleasure. Ducking his head down to Pharaoh�s crotch, the Priest slipped Pharaoh�s weeping cock into his mouth, causing both Pharaoh and, much to his annoyance, Bakura himself to moan in pleasure.

Raising his head as he pulled his fingers out, the Priest scooped the fingers back into the jar then grasped his own cock, quickly coating it. Positioning himself between Pharaoh�s legs, the Priest placed an arm under Pharaoh to lift him slightly, pressing his cock into Pharaoh with a well-practiced thrust. Pharaoh�s body bowed up toward the body above him, his hands reaching up to wrap around his Priest�s neck as he cried out.

Bakura leaned against the back of the cabinet as he stroked himself towards his own climax as he listened to the Priest continue to thrust into Pharaoh, the sound of flesh against flesh proving to be surprisingly erotic to the Thief King. Sensing Pharaoh reaching his end Bakura bit back his own cry as he climaxed into his hand as the Priest cried out, Pharaoh swiftly following.

For a moment, Bakura�s senses blanked out, his body shuddering with pleasure. He managed to open his eyes to watch the bodies on the bed rocked by the orgasms rippling through them. The Priest once again collapsed to the bed, Pharaoh�s legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

Knowing the danger he had just put himself in, Bakura took several deep breaths to even out his reactions but it still took several moments before he felt back in control of himself.

Damn Pharaoh, damn Priest.

Bakura grimacing slightly as he wiped himself off with the inside edge of his robes and, quickly wrapping himself back up, glanced back at the two in the bed. They were still tangled together with the Priest�s cock still buried within Pharaoh. Realizing they had passed out, Bakura felt a smirk cross his face as he prepared to slip out of the room.

Even if they did notice him now, they would have a slight problem trying to get up to chase after him. He was seriously tempted to see them try, though. It would be entertaining to say the least.

Deciding it wasn�t worth the risk, Bakura gathered himself to make a dash out of the room when his ears caught the sound of almost silent footsteps of someone entering the room.

�Oh, fuckin� Ra, now what!� the Thief King snarled.

The footsteps stopped somewhere near the bed. Curious, Bakura started to look further into the room when he heard a deep voice begin to chant. Bakura immediately slumped against the back of the cabinet, his body suddenly unresponsive as the voice continued to chant. Screaming mentally, the Thief King fought the spell the voice was casting, but failed completely, the world growing dark as his eyelids closed against his will.

�Oh just fuckin� great��, the Thief King thought as the darkness took him.

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�Teacher! Teacher!�

Mahado was sorely tempted not to answer his student�s call, recognizing the tone as the one she used when a spell went wrong in a big way. However, he knew he would have to answer it eventually and that it was best just to get it over with.

�MANA!�, Mahado shouted.

The girl slid past the door before running back to come to a sliding stop before him on the glossy marble floor.

Oh Thoth, she has that look.

�I didn�t do it! I didn�t do it! I swear teacher, I wasn�t doing any magic near the Pharaoh�s bedchambers!�, she stated breathlessly.

�What?�

Mana grabbed his arm and began dragging him toward the Royal Quarters. As she pulled him along, Mahado asked, �Why were you near Pharaoh�s room, Mana?�

�I heard funny noises coming out and went to look!�

Mahado rolled his eyes. Yes, there would have been funny noises coming out of there since Seth had more or less thrown Pharaoh over his shoulder and carried him to bed last night.

�Mana, you shouldn�t disturb Pharaoh when he has company.�

Mana stopped in her tracks, a blush filling her cheeks. �They weren�t making those kind of noises, teacher!� she said as she glanced back. �I know better than to go in when they�re making those kinds of noises.� She yanked Mahado�s arm and continued on.

�I heard little voices yelling and took a look to see if Pharaoh needed help with some children but�� She stopped in the entrance to the Royal bedroom and pointed.

�I saw that when I looked!�, she exclaimed in delight.

Inside the room Mahado found three miniature, wide- eyed, rosy cheeked, frighteningly cute versions of Pharaoh, High Priest Seth, and (oh my Ra, it can�t be!) Thief King Bakura, standing in the center of the room hollering at one another.

�Aren�t they adorable!� Mana exclaimed with a smile.

I never thought I would hear Seth called adorable in my life, Mahado thought in utter astonishment as he turned to Mana to ask, �Are you sure you weren�t using magic around here, Mana?�

�Mmmmhmm!� Mana answered as she nodded vigorously.

Before he could ask another question, Atemu let out a yell, suddenly running up to Mahado, his hands held wide like a child looking to be picked up, hitting Mahado�s legs- with almost enough force to knock him over- and wrapped them in a tight grip. The King of all Egypt looked up from the area of his knees with desperate, sparkling eyes as he said in a high pitched, sing- song voice, �You can fix this, right Mahado! Please tell me you can fix this!�

Flustered, Mahado asked, �What happened!�

�It was the Ra- damned thief�s fault. He�s the one who fucking did this!�, Seth shouted as he pointed finger at the thief, who retaliated by sticking his tongue out at the Priest.

Mahado shook his head.

Words like that have no business coming out of someone who looks that cute.

Oh Ra, I can�t believe I just called Seth cute.

In the few moments it took Mahado�s stunned mind to think those thoughts, Atemu had let go of him with a shout, Seth had the thief in a choke hold as he let out a string of expletives, the thief was pulling out what Mahado assumed to be a knife, and Mana was laughing so hard she had doubled over with her arms wrapped around her waist.

Mahado snapped.

�SILENCE!�, he roared.

Everyone froze. For a moment the silence reined, the three transformed men all biting their now trembling lower lips as shimmering tears filled their eyes, until the thief suddenly howled.

�WHAAAAAAA!�

The thief slapped his hands over his mouth in horror as Atemu and Seth each took a cautious step away from him.

Oh Thoth, that can�t be good.

Speaking through clenched teeth, Mahado said slowly, �Mana, go find the Chief Vizier and bring him here as quickly as you can. Do not speak to anyone, not even the Vizier, about what�s going on, just tell him I want to see him immediately.�

Bowing, Mana answered, �Yes, teacher.� before running out of the room. Closing the doors behind the girl, Mahado turned to regard the group before him.

All three men were now glaring at one another- which only made them look even more adorable, sending a shiver up Mahado�s spine- as he said, �I�m assuming from that outburst that you�re not the cause of this, Bakura, but since you were obviously in the room when it happened do you have any idea who is?�

�Hardly!�, the thief shouted. Waving a hand toward the other two he added, �All I heard was someone stepping into the room and chanting out some spell after those two had fucked themselves senseless!�

�WHAT!�, Seth shouted. �YOU...!� Seth lunged for the thief, forcing Mahado to reach out and grab the back of the thief�s robes, yanking him out of the Priest�s way.

Holding the thief at arms length as Seth smacked into his leg, Mahado shouted, �You want to get out of this Seth, then shut up for a moment!� Seth glared uselessly up at Mahado then turned away, stamping his little feet as he swore under his breath. Glanced at the thief, who looked to Mahado like some deranged white-haired bunny hanging from his grip, Mahado said, �You didn�t notice anything else?�

Grinning madly, the thief said, �Outside of the Pharaoh having a nice ass?� Mahado rolled his eyes as Seth suddenly screamed for his Blue-Eyes White Dragon.

Shouting out a counter spell to keep the monster from suddenly appearing in the middle of the Royal bedchambers, which was just too small to accommodate such a creature, Mahado glared at the surprised Priest and said in a low, dangerous tone, �You do that again Seth, and I�m sticking you in the Shadow Realms till I figure out what happened, got it?�

Waiting until he got a reluctant nod out of Seth, Mahado looked back at the thief, who was happily swinging his legs back and forth through the air.

Oh Ra, what god did I piss off today?

�Nothing else?�, Mahado asked.

�Nope.�, the thief answered as he continued to swing in Mahado�s grasp.

�Fine.�, Mahado answered as he let the thief drop to the floor.

Atemu and Seth both snickered as the thief rubbed his bruised backside and glared up at Mahado.

Massaging the bridge of his nose, feeling the mother of all headaches growing behind his eyeballs, Mahado tried to figure out what to do next, besides following through with the sudden deranged impulse to gather up all three and squeeze them until their heads popped off.

That would be bad.

Satisfying, but bad.

The Chief Vizier had better get here soon before I lose my mind, Mahado thought absently.

As he watched Atemu and Seth grin like children at the disgruntled thief, Mahado added-

Or theirs for that matter.
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