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Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. AU, M/M, very slight Anthro

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�Animal Passions�

By: Beloved Shadow
Yami sighed as he sat out upon his balcony, closing his eyes as he felt the cool mountain air. It had been what? A month or so when he called upon Exodia to destroy Pegasus and rescued the hybrids but things were not looking so good. For one thing there was no cure so not only did Mokuba have to deal with his new body he was still healing from his rape; Yugi still feared him and Malik was still hovering over the lynx like a protective mother; Ryou�s wounds had healed but time to time he had problems with his back and feared anyone coming up behind him; Joey was trying to help his friends out and Serenity was still left flightless. With the mad man dead there was no one who knew how to help her regrow her wings but Seto promised that he would find a solution.

�Pegasus is gone but the damage is still lingering,� Yami thought to himself depressingly. �Things will never be the same.�

�You keep making that face you�re gonna stay that way,� a female voice said softly.

�Very funny Weathermane.� He sighed and closed his eyes, lightly tensing when he felt a hand touch his shoulder.

�You�ve been here for hours, Yami. The others are getting worried about you.�

�I�ve been thinking.�

�About the Yugi and the others.� The young master just nodded and opened his eyes when he heard a chair shifting and watched as the old woman sat down.

Weathermane, as she preferred to call herself, was an elderly woman with her hair dyed in multiple colors, her eyes a mix of green-brown and wore clothing from the 60�s with numerous bead and charms all over, even in her hair but she was lively and wasn�t afraid to speak her mind. She came when the Masters spread the word that they needed a doctor to heal their pets. Many came but all they wanted was the money and few had even tried to rape the sick hybrids but they were set out on their ear and threaten to have their assets �cut off� in both the physical and economical sense. During the time Ryou�s wounds had become infected so new skin was growing over, trapping the disease within; the little bits of Serenity�s wings that remained had to be removed but she had fallen into a depression no oouldould get her out of; Mokuba was suffering from nightmares and refused to eat that he was losing nearly three to five pounds a week; and Yugi�s cold scaled right into the flu virus so his body couldn�t tackle both his bleeding wounds and the virus at the same time but on top of that he was withdrawing from everyone, even his friends. So just when all hope seemed lost an angel came to them.

Yami couldn�t help but chuckle softly. An angel? An angel was suppose to be full of light and appear on a clear day. Their angel came in the middle of a rain/thunder storm and looked like the creature from the swamp. Weathermane looked at him, the charms and numerous beads she wore clinking together softly.

�What are you laughing about?� she asked, tilting her head to the side.

�About the day you first came here,� he smiled. God it felt likes years since he last smiled much less laughed. Weathermane smiled and leaned back in the chair as she laughed under her breathe.

�I remember� one of you thought I was an old bum looking for a handout,� she said with a sigh. �Now that I think about it, it was either Bakura or Marik.�

�Marik. Bakura would have slammed the door in your face.�

�Marik� oh yeah, he�s the one with the bleach blonde hair. Bakura is the one with hair that looks like wings of a bat.� Yami laughed out loud and slapped a hand over his mouth but the woman�s smile grew. �Ha, got you to laugh.�

It was funny, when Weathermane arrived she was wearing a pair of faded bell bottom jeans, a tie-dye t-shirt, denim jacket with faded colorful ribbons sewn into the material with rose tinted glasses but she was soaking wet, holding her sandals in her hand and splattered with mud from head to foot. Marik had opened the door, took one look at her and said they didn�t have anything to give a bag lady. She stared him straight in the eye and asked if this was the home of the masters who had sick pets. He said yes and she pushed him aside, walking right into the mansion. Dragging behind her was an equally mud splattered canvas that seemed water proof and she didn�t seem to care she was leaving a trail of mud; she just asked where the pets were located. When Marik refused to tell her she frowned and opened every door of the mansion. Marik yelled for her to leave but she ignored him. When he tried to force her out she looked at him, then his arm, then at him and said in a calm, collected tone, �If you don�t take your hand off me I�ll tear your hand off then slap you with it until your face swells up like a puffer fish.� Needless to say he went into shock. No one had ever talk back to him much less threaten him before.

The old herb witch sighed before standing. �I�m going to see how the others are doing, want to join me?�

�I� I don�t know�� Yugi seemed terrified of Yami and refused to be left alone with him for any amount of time.

�Yami, he�s getting better just try not to touch him unexpectantly.�

�Malik doesn�t want me near him.�

�That tiger is being overprotective and that isn�t helping. C�mon.� Grabbing his arm she pulled him up from his chair and began to drag him to the bedroom. Since she arrived she had all the hybrids moved into the largest room of the entire mansion. Weathermane turned the large den into an infirmary where she could keep a constant eye on her patients.

The room was massive with a high ceiling with large beds set up in each corner. There was a large entertainment center so the hybrids could watch TV or listen to music as they recuperated but there was also a bar that the herb witch turned into her potions station. The area was littered with dozens of potted plants that she took great care of and could be found using said plants in her potions. So far whatever she was giving them was working.

Opening the door she smiled tenderly at the sight. Ryou was lying on his stomach, watching a sappy soap opera; Serenity and Mokuba were playing a game called Capsule Monster Chess; and Yugi was listening to music with headphone so he didn�t interrupt the others, softummiumming the words under his breathe as he read a book himself. The old witch smiled as she made her way to the young ones playing chess.

�Heya kiddos, who�s winning?� she smiled, studying the monster pieces.

�Mokuba; he�s the master of this game,� Serenity smiled. The young boy blushed at the remark.

�Big brother taught me how to play,� he smiled as he looked at the board. He moved a piece, making a successful capture. �I win.�

�Hmm nice game, makes you think. Okay kiddos, need to see how your bodies are doing.� Stepping back Serenity nodded and turning so her back was facing the old woman she struggled to remove her shirt. Weathermane helped and let her hold it to cover her chest. Reaching out she carefully cut the bandages off, making sure not to tear the healing skin. With calloused hands she examined the marks where wings once sprouted. She said nothing, pressing on the scars and taking note before reaching into her pocket and pulled out a tube. Popping it open the smell of herbs filled the room as she massaged the paste into the skin.

�Your body is healing nicely so I�d give it a week max before you don�t have to wear bandages anymore but take it easy. The last thing you want to do is pull a muscle or tear the skin open,� she explained as she gathered a clean roll of gauze and padding.

The young girl nodded in understanding. �Thanks for your help, Weathermane; I don�t know what I would�ve done if-�

�Don�t start girl and don�t you dare think you�ll never fly again,� the witch interrupted. �Stranger things have happened so just take it one day at a time.� Helping her with the shirt she turned to the dragonic youth. �So Mokuba, how are you doing?�

�Fine,� he said simply, wings twitching a bit.

�Mmm hmm. Any nightmares?�

�� Some.�

�And?�

�� There not as bad but I still get tense whenever someone tries to hug me,� he admitted sadly.

�Your brother or masters.�

�� Seto��

Serenity slowly moved over and wrapped her arms around him, holding him close. Mokuba leaned into her embrace, managing to wrap her wings around the two of them almost protectively.

�Well just remember, he�s not gonna hurt you and Noah is gone. Word through the grapevine is you showed him to never mess with you,� she smiled and earned a small smile from him in return. �Just remember that, okay?�

�Okay.�

�He does love you, Mokuba,� Yami said quietly, making the boy look up at him in surprise. �And he still blames himself for not being there for you when you needed him the most.�

�But� he didn�t know and Noah almost killed him��

�But that doesn�t stop the blame.� Slowly, as if hesitant he reached out and gently brushed the hair away from his eyes. �Maybe if you talked to him, it would help.�

�But� I�m scared�� he admitted with his eyes watering.

�Mokuba, do you want me to come with you?� Serenity asked, �You know I will never leave your side.� He looked doubtful before looking at the old woman for surasurance. She smiled and nodded.

�You can�t move into the future without first letting go of the past, sweetie.� Young Kaiba thought about it before nodding. Getting up both he and the young girl left the room, his heavily taloned hand holding onto hers tightly yet gently enough not to pierce the skin. His wings were strong enough to support his weight yet he still had trouble flying and even tripped over them while walking. Weathermane sighed softly as she made her way to Ryo.

�Hey Funny Bunny, how�s the back doing?� she asked. Even though the old woman knew all their names she had a habit of placing nicknames on everyone, ones suiting their personalities or features. Funny Bunny was one of several she gave Ryou but it was her own way of endearment to show she cared for them as beings, not pets.

The hybrid smiled and looked over at her, his ears relaxing as he shifted on the bed more comfortably. �Better. It still hurts when I reach for something just beyond my grasp,� he admitted in his soft voice.

�Let me have a look.� Giving him a gentle smile she gently peeled the tape back before pulling the gauze off. She paused time to time when the fabric tore open some of the minor scabs, causing them to bleed. Humming under her breathe she uncorked a small bottle and taking a clean piece of bleached-washed cloth cleaned up the bleeding marks.

�Okay good news, you�re healing very nicely and the white blood count is at a more than able level. The antibodies are also working rather fast just don�t scratch the scabs off,� she explained as she set about to cleaning.

�I can�t scratch anyways the padding won�t let me,� Ryou smiled as Yami laughed softly.

�Smart mouth. Okay since the scabbing is very light I�m going to leave the bandages off and see how some fresh air will do them but don�t go rolling on your back if you can help it and don�t push yourself. Once you�re healed enough we�re gonna start working on some exercises to stretch those muscles and before you know it, you�ll be able to run and jump with everyone else.� Lightly running her fingertips along his back she smiled and gently patted the healing flesh. �However, since you look in good health that doesn�t give you reason not to lounge around in bed all day. Go outside, take a walk, do something other than watch soap operas.�

�But today they�re gonna tell who the father of Veronica�s baby!� he protested.

�Knowing her it�ll be that oil tycoon from Texas that�s a workaholic. And no pouting it doesn�t work on me!� Kissing the top of his head she ruffled her hair and walked over to her final patient. �Hey spotted one.�

Yugi looked up and smiled broadly as he removed the headphones. �Hi Weathermane.�

�Whacha reading?�

�War and Peace.�

�Isn�t that a hea heavy?�

�I can understand almost all the words.�

�I meant the weight of the book.� Yugi flushed and threw a pillow at her but was still smiling. �Hey no throwing unless I saw so. So how have you been since my last check up?�

�Better. I�m not coughing as much as I used to during the night but my back is still itchy,� he said truthfully.

�Let me be the judge of that. Okay you know the drill.� Climbing onto the bed the old herb witch sat cross-legged across from the young hybrid and reached up to gently hold his face in her hands. Waiting until he opened his mouth she peered inside before taking a mini-flashlight from her pocket and turned it on. �The swelling has aut dut died down; the red has faded to its original shade. Let me listen to your lungs.� Moving to her knees she grabbed the stethoscope from the table next to bed and put it on. Rubbing the metal on her shirt to warm it up she placed it on his chest. �Okay breathe� Again� Okay hold it� now slowly release.� She did this again as she moved to his back, listening intently to his lungs as air entered and left. Done she sat back and placed the instrument back on the table.

�How does he sound? Yami asked, scaring Yugi for he hadn�t noticed him there and immediately grew tense.

�The bug is all but gone,� she began, either ignoring or not noticing the tension in the air; �I heard some very light rasping but it�s nothing time won�t fix. Okay, ready for me to see how the scars are doing?�

�Does he have to be in here?� the lynx asked, eyes never leaving his master�s.

�He came because he wanted to see how you were doing and he wants to talk to you.�

�I have nothing to say to him.� Yami felt like his heart dropped into his stomach.

�� Child, you are a terrible liar.� Moving behind him she cut away the bandages and examined his back. The scars were healing just slighter faster due to the potions she had fed him on a regular basis when she first arrived and the ointment she rubbed into his skin every evening. They were faint scars but as she trailed her fingers over them she noted that the skin was now very sensitive to touch. �On all accounts you�re fine and I see no reason why you shouldn�t join Funny Bunny outside for some fresh air and sunlight.�

�Do I have to wear the bandages?� he asked, looking at her over his shoulder.

�No but if you want to wear something make sure it�s loose and can breathe so your skin can breathe as well. Thatt, It, I�m done but Yugi,� looking at him she leaned over and whispered in his ear, �Just hear him out.� Getting up she made her way to Ryou was slowly getting up from bed. �Ready?�

�I guess so but I feel weak,� he admitted as he clung to the bed post for support.

�That�s from saying in bed for too long. Here, lean on me.� Looping his arm around her shoulders she led him out of the room until Yami and Yugi were the only ones left.

The g mag master didn�t know what to do or say but looking around he pulled a chair from a desk and moved it as close as he dared to the young hybrid�s bed. Sitting there he rested his arms on his knees and clasped his hands together. �Yugi-�

�Why did you come for me.�

�What?�

Yugi looked at him. �Why did you waste your precious time to come rescue me?�

�Because I care about you.�

�If you cared for me then why beat and raped me to the point of death? Did you ever stop to realize that maybe I cared for you too? Yes I love Malik and I will never stop loving him but I would never do that with him and he knows it. I tried to stop but I couldn�t.�

�I know� Pegasus had this planned from the beginning. He made a sex drug that only affected those with feline DNA. He knew� he knew that I would react the way I did but I did that only because I thought that tiger was going to take you away from me!�

�That gave you no right to beat me like that!! You know what Pegasus did to me? He raped me just like you! So give me one good reason why I should trust you ever again?!� the young one demanded, tears building in his eyes as he clenched at the sheets tightly.

The young crimson-eyed youth looked at him for just a moment before getting up and marching to the bed. Upon reaching it he grabbed the young hybrid by the arnd pnd pulled him against his chest. Without saying a word he leaned down and pressed his lips against his own, showing him just how much he cared in such a gesture.

The young bobcat tried to pull away but the longer the kiss lasted the more warmth he felt surging through his body. His protests, though muffled melted into soft moans of pleasure as his hands now clung to his master tightly instead of pushing him away. His violet orbs lost their anger only to turn glassy and full of lust. He mewed almost weakly as the hands released his arms only to wrap around him tightly, pulling him tightly against the leather clad body of his master.

Yami groaned as the feel of the lithe body he gently pushed his pet to lay back on the bed once more, hands gently roaming his pale body and memorizing the feel once more. It had been torture not to touch him like this, especially when he was healing but he didn�t dare damage him more than he had done before. Someone once said, to forget the past one would be forever doomed to repeat it. Some mistakes were meant to be forgotten but then, how would one ever learn from them? He moaned as he felt the nimble fingers clung to his shirt, struggling to remove it.

�Yugi�� he whispered against the soft lips before slowly, lifting his head. It pained him to hear the pitiful little whimper as the hands tried to keep him down but he had to tell him. �Yugi, I love you.�

The spotted one slowly blinked as they cleared and looked up at him questionably. �What did you say?� he asked in a quiet tone.

�I said� I love you. I have since the moment I laid eyes on you but I-I was scared.�

�Scared?� That was new.

�Yes scared because those I have ever loved were taken away from me.� He moved off only to sit along the edge of the bed, staring at the floor. �I remember when I lived with my parents but, my mother died while trying to give birth to my little sister, Sahara. She died a few days later. Dad, tried to help he really did but he got sick and died too. I was alone� I ran away from the orphanage and ran into the others. We swore ourselves to always be therefore the other and then we were adopted by these men. My adoptive father taught me to see the quality and beauty in inanimate objects but I hated him. On my birthday he ht mht me Tea as a pet but that same night he raped me. I was so upset I killed him as soon as I had the chance, stabbing him repeatedly in the chest with a letter opener.� Taking a deep breath he slowly reached up and undid the heavy leather belt and turned so he was facing his beloved pet.

Along the front of his throat was a tight patch of skin that stretched to either side of his throat and about an inch wide. It was slightly jagged along the edges. The skin was shiny and a very pale color it looked almost stiff. Yugi�s eyes widen and slowly he moved closer, reaching up with hesitant fingers to trail along the throat. Biting his lip he touched the healed scar. It felt tight yet oddly smooth.

�This� was from him?� he asked softly. He felt Yami nod but refused to look at him. Moving closer Yugi nuzzled his neck, purring softly before tentively licking at the scar as an animal would lick at its wound. He paused when he felt the body stiffen and gasp. �Yami?�

�I-It�s nothing� Just that it�s sensitive�� he whispered hoarsely.

�Oh� Do you want me to stop?�

�� Only if you want to.� Yami closed his eyes as he felt that little pink tongue dart out and continued its earlier actions, making him gasp and grwithwith delight as the tingles of pleasure danced along his skin. Since the skin healed over he thought the scar as ugly and covered it but the leather tended to rub it raw and make it painful. Marik would rub it for him, easing the pain but this! This was so was so much better�

Yugi wasn�t sure what he was doing but something inside seemed to be guiding him. Purring softly he continued to caress his throat, listening to the sounds his master made he laid back but pulled Yami down with him. Hands slowly trailed along his sides, pulling the shirt up to touch more of the skin but he growled softly when he couldn�t pull off the offending material. A warm chuckle met his ears before the warm body slowly sat up.

�Need some help?� the young man asked and without waiting for an answer pulled the shirt off and removed the golden puzzle from his neck. Laying it to the side he gathered his beloved pet into his arms but rolled over so he was lying on his back with Yugi on top. �Yugi� I want you to take me.�

Shocked violets met serious crimsons. �Y-Yami, I� I never did this before,� he said quietly. �But I know it hurts and I don�t want to hurt you.�

�Aibou� I need this. I need to know to know that this can also be pleasurable and not just full of pain. Please,� he reached up to touch his face, running his thumb over his bottom lip slowly, �do this for me.�

�Yami�� Yugi nuzzled the hand, closing his eyes against the tears but nodded. �Alright but, I�m going to set my own pace. I�m gonngonna rush into this and hurt you.�

�Whatever you say little one.� The lynx smiled and leaned down began to lick and nip at every bit of skin available. Yami groaned as he laid back and enjoyed it, clenching at the sheets tightly but didn�t dare to move. His body arched when the sharp teeth nipped a bit roughly on his chest before the deft tongue soothed the marks away, making him moan in pleasure.

Satisfied the hungry mouth moved down, hands sliding down to the slender hips to quickly undo the fastening of the pants and pushed the articles of clothdowndown. His eyes seemed to sparkle with mischief as he noted how hard his master�s cock was but didn�t move to touch it. Instead he spread the legs and leaned down to pepper the smooth skin with feather soft kisses.

Yami�s back arched as the feeling as he spread his legs, reaching up to clence pie pillows tightly but even now he threaten to rip it in half. �Yugi! Gods please, don�t tease me like this!� he whimpered, hardly recognizing himself. His chest heaved as he panted for air, bucking his hips up.

Soft hands gently but firmly held his bucking hips to the bed. �You should have some patience, my master�� came the seductive purr. Moving his lips closer the lithe wildcat licked at the head, tasting the creamy drop of precum. Watching the organ twitch he smiled and let it slowly slide into his mouth.

Yami couldn�t help but cry out softly as he threw his head back, feeling a tear slowly fall from the corner of his eye but not from the pain but from the pleasure he was getting. Past memories threaten to overshadow the present, threaten to make him terrified of falling in love with someone but he pushed it ruthlessly back. Reaching down he ran his shaking hand through the soft hair, encouraging his little lovercontcontinue.

The hybrid purred deeply, taking the organ all the way into his mouth so the head was pressing against the back of his throat but he didn�t stop. Being careful with his small fangs he bopped his head up and down, reaching up to gently squeeze his velvety balls that he could tell from the strained whimpers that his master would come. Part of him wanted to stop him and take him like he took him but, he didn�nt tnt to be cruel and heartless. He loved his master.

He paused at the thought. Love? Closing his eyes he felt a tear very slowly crept down his cheek. Yes� yes he did love him because he was the first living human to care about him for him and for a hundred other reasons. Pulling back until only the head remained in his mouth he encircled his hand around the shaft and began to stroke it hard and rough. He felt it stiffen and with a hoarse cry felt the cum spurt into his awaiting mouth. Eagerly he swallowed it but lift his head, gathering the rest of the creamy substance as he slowly continued to stroke his cock.

�Yami�� he breathed softly, leaning over so their noses were an inch a part.

The young man opened his eyes and smiled lovingly at his pet. �Yes, Yugi?�

�Are you sure you want me to take you?�

�I�m positive.�

�Okay.� Leaning down he kissed him, letting their tongues rfreefreely between their lips. He smiled as Yami tasted his essence and using the cum still on his fingers gently traced the puckered hole hidden by his tight ass. Yami gasped and gripped Yugi�s shoulders tightly so he paused. �Yami?�

�I-I�m fine� just please go slow�� he whispered a bit shakily.

�Always.� Kissing him softly he watched his face as he traced the hole before pushing the finger in. He paused then slowly worked it around, knowing when it pained or pleasured Yami by the way his face contorted or the way his body reacted. Soon he had worked three fingers inside and pulling them out he nuzzled his neck tenderly, purring loudly to feel it vibrate through his chest.

�Ready?� A nod was his answer; giving him a few hard strokes to spread the precum he pushed inside. As expected both bodies tensed as the unaccustomed feeling of invading/being invaded and they both held still. After a minute or two the lithe body on top began to move, slowly pushing out then in but at a slow pace as if he were teasing his lover.

The young man at the body tensed, arching his body before falling still and relaxing, reaching out and pulled the body on top of his own. Words were passed between them and in the blink of an eye the tender, gentle motion turned upscaled into heated passion. Their lips seemed to meld together, hands eagerly groping the other as their bodies grinded together in heated passion. The one on top broke the heated kissst, st, sitting up some he pushed of his lover�s legs back so it was pressed against his chest and thrusted in deeply, mewing like a cat in heat. The man beneath him arched his back, echoing the cry with one of his own as he dug his fingers almost painfully into the slender arms. Neither seemed to care that they were hurting one other unintentionally for between them, all that mattered was the raw surge of love that fueled them on.

Yugi couldn�t believe hot tight and hot his master felt, unknowingly digging his short claws into the firm shirt as his head fell back. The body constricted around him like a snake, desperate in keeping him in he wasn�t sure how much longer he could hold out. Starring at the ceiling through a lusty haze his hand gripped the erection slapping against his stomach and shifted his hips so eh was thrusting in a upward angle.

Yami�s eyes shot open before closing tightly. He bit handhand tightly, feg hig his teeth break the skin and the coppery taste of blood filled his mouth but even that was barely enough to suppress the cries of ecstasy. Reaching down he covered his pet�s hand with his own and helped him roughly stroke himself as the cock within repeatedly stroked his prostate. Biting harder he felt his body snap and biting harder on his hand the other squeezed the base of his cock hard as he came. A moment later he felt the molten heat fill his body followed by a sharp cry before the lithe body fell atop of him. Together they lay like that, drenched in sweat and cum but they didn�t care.

The lynx stirred first, nuzzling the scar that marred the otherwise perfect flesh as he took the bloody hand and began to clean it with his tongue. �I love you, Yami�� he whispered softly as he curled up against him.

The master smiled and rolling them onto their sides wrapped his arms around him tightly after pulling the blankets over their forms. �I love you, Yugi� And I�m never letting you go.�
�Oh god--Seto, I�m gonna cum!!� Joey whimpered at his ass was pounded ruthlessly. This felt so good although it hurt like hell but this excited him to no end as was proven by the hand that stroked his cock with a firm grip. He bit at the pillow with his teeth, resisting the urge to howl.

�Not--yet!� Seto grunted, as rode his blonde puppy, panting heavily into his neck as his hand teased and pinched the dusky nipples hard. Being sheathed in the blonde�s tight channel felt like heaven he knew he wouldn�t be able to last much longer but he sure as hell wasn�t going to be the first to cum! Growling he bit the shor har hard enough to break the skin.

The wolf yelped, eyes widening at the pain but with a howl he bucked his hips back and released in a hot and heavy load into the brunette�s hand and satin sheets, dropping his head to the pillow covered in bite marks and tears. He felt his master strike his prostate hard before holding still and released his load deeply inside. The strong body shuddered and caught himself from falling and crushing him but he didn�t care as he panted heavily, hair sticking to his sticky skin.

The blue-eyed man sighed and with a hiss pulled his limp member from the passage. Lying next to the wolf hybrid he sighed and pulled him to his chest, lightly kissing the bite mark he left. A mark that proven that this one belonged to him.

The youth yawned largely as he held the pillow to his chest and his tail wagged a bit in delight, the silky fur brushing against their hips. �So� you getting me part for biting you?� he asked quietly.

�In a sense. I never pictured myself to be a dog lover,� he said as he breathed in the scent of his hair, leaning up to very lightly bite the sensitive ear.

The wolf growled but pressed up against him before yawning and settled more comfortable on the massive bed. �Did ya talk to Mokuba?� he asked as he felt sleep trying to take him awake.

�Yeah. We�re gonna take this one day at a time.� Reaching down he pulled the blankets that had fallen off the bed up around them and rewrapped his arms around the one he had grown to love. �Get some sleep, mutt.�

�I am not a mutt for the hundredth time.�

�Yes you are, you�re MY mutt.�

�Ass.�

�Maybe later.� Soon he felt his pet�s breathing even out and smiling tenderly he curled up behind him and was soon fast asleep. He also made a note in telling his brother, Yami, that the next time he wanted to play with his pet to make sure they kept it down.
Malik sighed as he paced the length of the gazebo. He felt restless today but why he wasn�t sure. He tried running, he tried having a mock fight with Mai and even Mokuba but if anything he grew more restless. He also felt very warm but chalked it up for it being bright and sunny but now as the sun was slowly beginning to set and the temperatures were beginning to drop he still felt hot. Growling he stopped and fanned himself with his shirt once more.

�Damnit, why am I so hot?!� he growled as his tail lashed the air.

Isis smiled but said nothing. She knew what was wrong because she was feeling the same thing but she wasn�t acting on her animal instincts because she could control them. That, and she had already promised her heart to someone else and vowed to never touch or be touched by anyone: man, woman, or beast, unless if was her true love.

�Malik, have you thought about taking a cool bath?� she asked as she made a flower chain with a basket of wildflowers she had picked earlier. She worked silently and had already made several chains, each of different lengths and made of different flowers.

�Yeah but somebody was already in there.� He sighed and plopped in one of the chairs, letting on of his legs hang over the arm of the chair as his tail contend to lash like an agitated snake. Taking a flower from the basket on the table he twirled it between his fingers, sniffing at the delicate scent before running the tips of his claws over the delicate petals. �Isis, can I ask you something?�

�Of course.�

�Why does Marik always keep his back hidden?� His ears flickered but she said nothing; looking over he saw her pause in her hobby and slowly look up to look at him.

�Before I was bought, the Masters lived under four men who were not the fatherly type but when money talks people tend to look the other way. They were taken off the streets and given a home with food, clothes, and a roof over their heads. But most of all they were able to protect Mokuba who was still considered a baby. For a while things seemed to be going well but then the nightmare began. Each of the men excelled in a certain field of expertise: Seto�s father used his company reatreate high tech weapons that he would then sell to the highest builder; Marik�s father also dealt with weapons but custom made guns and knives; Bakura�s father ran the black market with an iron fist where one could buy anything from guns to human lives for the right price and from the right people; Yami�s father bought/sold/traded fine works of art with people around the world. But that was just the surface, inside they were all sadistic men who used their wealth/power and when they couldn�t bend it to their will, they killed it. But I�m getting off the topic, now am I?� She sighed deeply before placing the chains she made in the basket and leaned back in the chair, her own tail silently curling and uncurling as she continued with her story.

�As I was saying, Marik�s father prided himself in his creations that one day, when Marik spoke back to him Mr. Ishtar dragged him to his workshop and beat him until he couldn�t stand on his feet. With his defenses down Mr. Ishtar tied Marik to the table and gagging him, carved a passage from the Egyptian Book of the Dead that Motou stole into his skin and left him there. Marik nearly died from blood loss but the others found him and nursed him back to health. When Yami found out he went to steal the book but his father found him. All I was told was that Yami had torn sevepagepages from the book, saving them from getting destroyed but had his throat slit open. He still has a thick scar and hides it from everyone with that leather belt.�

Malik was, needless to say, a bit shocked at the news he just heard. The masters knew all about pain and maybe that explained why they seemed so rough/cold. �So they led hard lives, so what? They weren�t raped like we were,� he growled angrily.

�That�s what they want you all to believe but they were. Each one was raped by their fathers then passed around like a towel to be used. The only reason I knew of this was after I was bought, I witnessed it happening but I could do nothing to stop them but I could only give comfort once they were done with their sick games. Mai was bought and with her help we saved what little bit of sanity and hope the young masters had left. One by one the old masters died and the young masters took their place but having full control of the companies they burned everything their fathers had worked on and started a new name for themselves. Even though the old masters and the ones we know today were not by blood they have been known to act just like them.� Looking at him she reached over and covered a hand of his with her own. �They are only human and have flaws like anyone else but they are still in their fathers� shadows without realizing it.�

�� Why are you telling me this?�

�Because sooner or later you would find out, as will the others but I think it was better if you heard it from me. Right, Master Marik?� Her blue gaze looked over the tiger�s shoulder as she slowly nodded her head in greeting.

The shadow seemed to weakly chuckle as he slowly stepped into the light. He wore black pants with a matching jacket and dark gold-colored shirt but he had faint bags under his eyes and his normally bronzed skin looked paler than usually. He looked tired as he moved slowly, almost clumsily.

�Somehow I knew I would find you here, Isis,� Marik said in a low tone, slowly moving over and sat in one of the available wicker chairs with a deep sigh. The golden rod/dagger was tucked into his belt as one of his hands came up to lightly trace the eye at the hilt.

The young woman looked up and stared then narrowed her eyes. �Master Marik� you look like hell.�

He chuckled softly as he rubbed at his eyes. �I feel like it but on the good side I look better than Yami and Bakura.�

�You haven�t been sleeping well.� It was more of a statement than a question but the yawn that forced it�s way out was proof of that. The hybrid�s slitted eyes grew a bit wider as she noticed that he once skin-tight clothing seemed loose on him today. �And you haven�t been eating.�

�Isis, I don�t want to talk about it� I just don�t feel like myself and I don�t want you to play mother hen�� he said wearily, rolling his head back so he missed the slight look of hurt.

�Then I�ll let you be,� she said quietly, getting to her feet. �But please don�t do this to yourself.� Saying her last two bits she slowly made her way to the mansion to see how everyone was doing.

Malik watched he leave as he growled and tuned to the master they served under. �She was just trying to help,� he said tightly.

�I know what I�m doing and I don�t need anyone�s help�� the young master said almost tiredly. Truth was, he felt bad for hurting her feelings but he didn�t care. He hadn�t been eating or sleeping very well as of late.

�Tch! I thought that maybe you cared about someone other than yourself but guess I was wrong. You are so fucking pathetic. Go ahead, kill yourself, see if I care!!� Snarling angrily the tiger got up and made his way to the large estate but stopped when a hand grabbed his wrist. �Let me go.�

�I have something to tell you��

�I don�t want to hear it so let me go or you�re gonna have a stump for a hand.�

�Threats don�t work on me, Malik. Just hear me out and then you can leave if you want.�

�� Five minutes. No more, no less.� Marik nodded and released his arm. He waited until the tiger sat back down and took a moment to gather his thoughts. Running a hand through his hair he took a deep breath and drifted his eyes nearly shut.

�That day Yami, Seto, Bakura and I came home early I was just looking forward to spending time with you,� he started slowly.

�Don�t you mean fuck me senseless?� came a hissed remark.

�� I won�t lie but I also wanted to talk to you. But then I couldn�t find you and I was getting worried. I thought you had gotten hurt or something but when Yami said he couldn�t find Yugi I could feel myself becoming jealous. You were always cuddling the lynx like he was your cub and I could see the love you had for him. I wanted that love, I wanted for you to look at me the same way instead of anger and fear-�

�I never said I was afraid of you!!�

�-I knew that I could never get rid of him but I thought maybe, just maybe you would accept me,� the master continued as if he was never interrupted. �After the ordeal with Pegasus I saw the torture both Yugi and Ryou were put through� Let�s just say that much blood being shed during sex turned even Bakura away and he�s the most bloodthirsty out of the four of us.� Opening his eyes some he looked up at his pet--no, the misfortunate young man with the exotic features with eyes full of regret, sorrow, and pain.

�I know that what I did in the past to you was uncalled for but it couldn�t be helped� despite having no blood ties to our foster fathers we turned out like them in the end. Our greatest fear came true� I�m sorrlik,lik, I�m sorry for hurting the one I love��

Lavender eyes widen as the fur-tipped ears flicked forward. Did he just hear him? Did he say he loved him? Keeping a steady gaze on him the tiger moved forward, resting his hands on his knees as his tail went still. �What did you say?� he asked quietly.

Marik looked up at him, his eyes showing a bit of confusion. �What? I�m sorry?�

�No after that.�

�Sorry for hurting the one I love?�

�Did you mean it?�

�The apology yeah-�

�Not that and you know it! Do you honestly-�

�Love you? Yes, I meant it too.� Now it was poor Malik�s turn to look at him in confusion and, a hint of fear.

�He can�t mean that� it�s just a trap so he can rape me and kill me while I sleep,� he thought to himself but his heart argued that maybe he meant it. Gaining his composure he took a deep breathe and looked him straight in the eye. �Say it again, tell me that you love me but I swear if you�re lying�� Reaching out he pulled the dagger free from the sheath and pressed the tip against his chest with enough pressure to show that he wasn�t playing around. �� I�ll kill you here and now.�

The young man�s eyes looked at the weapon, his chest rising and falling with steady breathes he slowly closed his eyes as he lifted his head and opened them once more. Their dusky lavender eyes meet and keeping their eyes locked he took a deep breathe and spoke three simple yet very special words.

�I love you.�

For a long moment neither spoke, moved, or seemed to be breathing! Malik was the first to break out of the trance as he moved off his chair, keeping a firm hold on the dagger climbed onto his master�s lap. Straddling his hips he trailed a hand up his arm, over his shoulder, moving to the back of his neck and pulled him forward. But instead of driving the cold piece of metal deep into his chest he leaned forward and pressed their lips together.

At first, nothing happened but slowly, as if moving through water the kiss was returned and began to very slowly build up the passion. Marik�s hands slowly, almost hesitantly, moved to rest on his pet�s hips, rubbing at them. A soft purr vibrated around them, making him feel braver as he groaned softly, reaching up with pet the soft silky blonde strands the kiss deepen but the sharp point of the dagger was also digging deeper into his chest.

Malik continued to purr deeply, his tail slowly wrapping around his master�s leg he seemed to try to melt into him but he pulled back when he smelled blood. Looking down he saw that he was still holding the Millennium Rod/Dagger in hand and had accidentally pierced the skin of his chest. It wasn�t much, just a small drop but he hadn�t meant to do that. Marik looked down but instead of getting mad he chuckled softly.

�Getting back at me?� he asked, amused.

�Very funny.� Wiping the blade on his shirt he slid it back into its sheath but didn�t make to removed himself from his comfortable position. �Marik� I have something to tell you.�

�Speak freely,� he said, wrapping his arms around his waist, letting him stroke the base of where the striped tail sprouted from the base of his spine.

�Ahhh�! I-I love you.�

�� Are you serious?�

�If I didn�t I would have killed you already.�

�Okay you have a point.� Smiling, the two resumed their kiss but inside, their hearts soared. They had found someone to love and be loved that nothing could tear their happy world down.
Bakura sighed as he stepped out of the bath he had just taken. The hot water felt good and he was about to vent some of the sexual frustration he�d been housing for quite some time but it wasn�t enough. Grumbling to himself he grabbed the towel he had laid out and briskly dried himself off, looking down at his semi-hard erection.

I seriously need to fuck something or I�m going to get mad, he thought to himself as he left he towel there and grabbed his robe of solid black silk. Tying it around his waist he grabbed another towel and roughly dried his hair even as he headed to his chamber. Walking he heard voices and noticed that Mai�s door was slightly open. Now he didn�t want to admit it but he liked the harpy because she was so spirited and didn�t back down when they had an argument but he wasn�t going to compliment her on that. Her head would swell up too much. Pausing outside he peeked in.

Ryou smiled as he brushed his friend�s hair out, running his fingers through it time to time. Done he began to braid it loosely before tying it off with a violet ribbon. �Done,� he smiled and sat back.

The young woman picked up a silver mirror and smiled as she admired herself. Sure she was vain but with her features who wouldn�t? �Ryou, you are amazing,� she smiled at him. �You still think I shouldn�t cut it?� She laid the braid over her shoulder, playing with her bangs that curled along the sides of her face.

�No not really. I mean you�re hair is so pretty but, maybe it get a little trim or when you fly keep it in a braid or such you won�t have much trouble with it,� he smiled as he rested his hands in his lap.

�You�re right. Now that you�re here you can help me with my hair and my clothes.�

�Mai!� He blushed ever so lightly but she just laughed.

�Ryou if you were my type I could really fall in love with you,� she smiled and knelt before him on the bed. �Okay my turn.� Nodding he turned on the bed so his back was facing her and closed his eyes. Mai picked up a soft bristle brush, pulling out the stray hairs it caught and began to almost lovingly brush his own hair out.

The arctic hare sighed and leaned back into her, letting himself enjoy the tender treatment. For some reason, I reminded him strongly of his mother and when he was very small child. �Mai? Do you remember your life? I mean, how did you get mixed up with Pegasus?�

She paused in the brushing before continuing. �Long story but to make it short I came from a well off family. I was a spoiled girl with everything and anything I wanted but my parents were also so busy and there weren�t a lot of kids my age I thought I didn�t need human companionship. Soon I grew restless and began to travel the world, depending on my parents to send me money as they always did,� she explained as she took her time.

�To make this story short I found out that I like playing with people�s minds and tired to find an easy life style where I wouldn�t have to work for my money. I got a letter one ay, saying that I could b the most beautiful yet powerful creature in the world; at the time I didn�t think anything of it and called in. Now that I think about it I was stupid to accept such a thing but I didn�t care.�

�That letter, it was from Pegasus?� Ryou asked.

�Yeah it was him. When I arrived we had a small talk and we had lunch but he kept asking questions like out of all the animals in the world which one I had the most in common with. I said a hawk because they were beautiful yet fierce creatures and bowed to no one, but mostly because they were always free. Turns out the food and wine were drugged. I woke up in time to see him inject me with something. It was three days later through a very painful process I am what I am today.� She blinked her sharp eyes when Ryou stopped her hand, holing it tightly in his own before holding it to his chest.

�What happened to your parents?� he asked softly.

Slowly she wrapped her other arm around his shoulders so she was hugging him tightly, resting her chin on the top of his head. �I don�t know. I never heard from them again an honestly, I don�t care.�

�Would it help if I said I love you, as a sister and a mother combined?�

�� That would make me the happiest person alive.� Closing her eyes she continued to hold him tightly even as a tear slowly crept down her cheek and fell into the snow white strands.

Bakura slowly headed to his room, the conversation still fresh in his mind. He had never heard the female talk about her life before but then again, he had never asked. Going into his room he frowned at the open curtains but instead of going over to close them he sighed and went to his bed, laying down atop the covers. Resting his hands behind his head he sighed and thought about his own past.

He remembered his parents alright, they were master thieves. In fact, everyone is his family had been some sort of criminal in one way or another. Although they could be hard and uncaring his family always looked out for another. His mother he remembered was beautiful and used that charm to her to steal priceless gemstones and jewelry but fathfather wash the only one to touch her. His father was a crafty man who excelled in the art of stealth and but stole the weirdest items time to time. Still they did love him. Then, one day something happened. His happy world came crashing down.

His entire family had came to celebrate the anniversary of his parents and the coming birth of a baby. He was trying to steal something from his father�s vault, to prove that he was a big boy and wanted to steal something so he could go on crime sprees with his family. The police somehow found out and came in, guns blazing. They had killed everyone from his parents to his cousins. No one had been spared but by some miracle he made it out of his home alive but had witness the cold blooded murder. Form that day on he vowed to never love anyone again.

Living on the streets he ran into Marik who escaped juvenile hall by blowing his cell apart. They joined together and blew up the police station with stolen explosives. Bakura had avenged his family but where would he go? So he stayed with Marik and soon they meet up with Yami then Seto. They worked together, considered each other family but young Bakura was afraid to let anyone get too close should they be taken away from him. So he kept his brothers at bay and now�

Snorting he rolled onto his side, facing the window. All eh could think about was the pet he bought. Reaching up he rested his hand on his chest and felt his heart begin to beat harder and faster. Why did he feel this way about that rabbit? He was weak, getting into trouble, a cry baby, yellow-belly coward. But he was also kind, sweet, loving, brave in his own way and strong as well, and beautiful to look at.

So�s Mai but I don�t react to her the same way I do to Ryou, he thought to himself and closed his eyes. The way Ryou moved, the way he smiled, the way he looked at him, everything about it was almost perfect that before he knew it he had given his heart to the pet but, would he lose him like his lost his family and nearly lost his brothers? He curled up and sighed deeply before he could protest his body dragged him to sleep.
Night had fallen and Weathermane said the hybrids could sleep with their masters if they wanted but warned them not to do anything that would reopen their wounds. But she also eiallially warned the masters not to harm them or she would rip their intestines out and hog tie them with them. They thought it was a joke but looking in her eyes they saw she was dead serious and promised not to hurt them.

Ryou yawned as he headed to Bakura�s room, running his hand through his hair. His ears twitched before relaxing, the velvet soft fur brushing against his cheeks. I love Mai but I don�t think putting ribbons in my hair and ears would be cute, he thought to himself. Bad enough the harpy wanted to put ribbons but hot pink colors? Blushing some he stopped before the door lading into his master�s room and took a deep breathe. When he was recovering his master didn�t came to visit nor seem to care about his well-being. cam came to visit and held him when he had nightmares but he didn�t want to feel her arms around him. He wanted to feel his master�s.

�Ryou? Aren�t you suppose to be sleeping?� came a tired voice. Weathermane was shuffling towards him, looking slightly out of place in a large, if bare thread sweatshirt hanging off her shoulder, mutli-colored hair pinned, and faded boxers. She certainly didn�t have the body of an old woman as she was slender and looked fit.

�I was just about to go in,� he admitted, �I thought you had gone to bed, Weathermane.�

�I was but,� she yawned behind her hand, �I needed something to drink.� Looking at the door she looked up at him. He does care for you, Funny Bunny.�

He was silent.

�You may not know it but when you all were fast asleep, Bakura would come down and watch you rest. One time, he spent the entire night just looking at you. Another night he laid next to you but you never stirred. He would be gone by the time the sun was up.�

�� How do you know this?�

�Scarred the creeps out of me when I came in to check on you. I threw one of my best plants at him without realizing it but I guess I was thankful I gave you all sleeping potions or you all would have woken up and be scarred out of your wits.�

�How come� he never came while I was awake?�

�You know that better than I do. Now, go get some sleep. And I mean sleep sleep, not screw than sleep.�

�Weathermane!!�

�What? I was young once!� Grinning broadly she kissed his cheek and walked off to her room for the time being. The hybrid shook his head and slowly opened the door, closing it behind him. When he walked it he was taken back by an unusual but not entirely unwelcome sight.

Bakura lay curled on his side in the middle of the large bed, facing the window but instead of the curtains being closed they were open and a cool breeze drifted in and out. He was clad only in his thin robe but the way the light of the crescent moon was shining in made him look, like a normal human being without a care in the world. Ryou had never seen him this way.

Moving into the room silently he went to the bed and being quietly and careful as he could pulled the blankets back and over him. Moving quiet he shed his clothes but left his undershirt and boxers on before slipping into bed. Biting his lip he scooted over and pressing his chest against Bakura�s back slowly wrapped an arm around his waist and held him close. Closing his eyes he rested his head against his shoulder and soon, he was drifting to sleep as well.

The young man felt incredible warm he took a deep breathe and opened his eyes. He blinas has he realized how dark it was and pushing the blankets off he was about to get up when he noticed that he had an extra arm.

Wait, that�s not my arm. Looking over he followed the arm and found it to be Ryou. He looked so peaceful and happy he felt hisrt prt pound harder. How long was I out for? He thought to himself and was about to get up but the hybrid curled up tighter against him and the arm around him tighten.

�Love you, �Kura�� he sighed softly if a bit sleepily in his dream.

�Ryou�� Smiling very lightly he settled back and cov the the arm with his own, linking fingers and squeezed his hand tightly. Love you too, Ryou. I just hope I don�t lose you again.
�The End�
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