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Not mine. If they were Bakura would have won his duels instead of being defeated by, for example,
a God Card. And Yami would have acknowledged that Bakura had a legitimate grievance…I mean hello,
the Pharaoh’s soldiers committed genocide on his village.
Warning:
Tendershipping with Ryou seme
This
is AU, seriously so
:blah:
= hikari to yami telepathy
-blah-
= yami to hikari telepathy
“Yugi-dono,
it would probably be a bit suspicious if you came with us when we brought Solar
to the Game Shop.” This wasn’t something he’d discussed with Seraph, or even
something he’d mentioned to his master through their mind link, and Bakura kept
his eyes cast down as he released Yugi’s arm and brought up something that the
others seemed to have missed. “As far as your family know you haven’t even
heard of him,” Bakura tilted his chin to indicate Solar, relieved that Seraph
didn’t seem to be angry, yet. “We needed you here so I could identify you to
him, and give him the instruction to protect you and yours in your hearing,
nothing else. It would surprise your family if you seemed to be aware of the
situation we’ve made up as an excuse for him to stay with you for a while.”
Bakura knew all about it of course, he’d done the hacking to provide the
electronic records to support the story, including a few hospital visits and
documented suspicions of domestic abuse, in another city of course.
“So
you’re telling me to what? Run along and play?” Yugi didn’t sound happy about
the idea, and Bakura couldn’t blame him, if that was how he’d interpreted his
words. It wasn’t what he’d meant, but if it was what Yugi’d heard...he
glanced over at Seraph for help without intending to, and his master laughed
quietly.
“Not
quite, but you could stay here and Rukaiya could teach you a few simple trick
to get out some types of unwelcome hold, apparently she knew about them before
Solar acquired her.” Bakura didn’t want to think about how Solar had acquired
her and hadn’t asked, it bothered him that people were bought and sold as
property now, because that was what Seraph had made him. It shouldn’t have
mattered to him, he hadn’t actually owned any slaves when he first lived,
they’d have been a liability for him, but they’d been common enough.
“All
right.” Yugi calmed down as soon as Seraph mentioned something useful for him
to do. He seemed to have forgotten that Bakura was supposed to be his
teacher, but Bakura didn’t mind that at all. Rukaiya’d returned with Solar’s
bag and the bandages while they were arguing and she’d started wrapping his
ribs with startling skill. Not that Bakura would call attention to it in front
of Yugi, but it was something to bear in mind for the future.
“Is
he ready Rukaiya?” By speaking over him Seraph was humiliating Solar even more,
Bakura watched his master’s small display of sadism appreciatively.
“He
just needs to dress again.” Then she turned to Yugi. “Yugi-dono, I think we
should go somewhere else to practise, the garden perhaps?”
“Oh,
yes.” Yugi sounded a little eager, and, looking at Rukaiya, Bakura couldn’t
quite blame him. He followed her out easily enough and Bakura slid a casual arm
around Solar’s waist, as rehearsed. Solar didn’t need the support, but it gave
the right impression, as did the way Seraph carried his bag, light as it was.
They hadn’t given a specific time they’d be arriving, so they walked slowly,
instead of roofhopping...especially since the adults would have a hard time
understanding that as they didn’t know about Seraph, about what they did.
It
was the woman who opened the door, Yugi’s mother, and she looked worried to see
how Bakura was supporting ‘his cousin’.
“Bakura-kun,
Hiei-kun. Please come in. Is this Kage-kun? How badly hurt is he?”
:Tell
them he’s got three broken ribs, from two days ago. And a lot of bruises.:
They’d agreed that Bakura would answer any questions about Solar’s condition
considering that he was the one claiming to be related to him.
“Three
broken ribs, he refused to go to hospital, he’s scared that his ‘lover’ might
be able to find him using that. But we bandaged him up properly, and he should
recover without problems. This is the first time Himura’s gone beyond bruises.
I’m just grateful that this was enough to get Solar to leave him. We’ve been
trying to persuade him to for a while now.”
“You
need to see a doctor Kage-kun.” She sounded appropriately shocked at their
story, even if Bakura found the idea of an Adept going to a doctor for
something as minor as broken ribs ridiculous.
“Please,
Mutou-san, a doctor wouldn’t do anything that Bakura-san hasn’t. I’ll be fine
in a few weeks, I just have to be careful until then.” His plea seemed to be
enough to get her to agree.
“Very
well then. But...is this all that you have? Surely you need more than that.”
“It
was all I could get out of the house without him noticing.” Solar looked
appropriately downtrodden.
“Mutou-san,
I thought perhaps you could take him shopping tomorrow. I’ll reimburse you, or
you can come to my house first and Rukaiya can give you the money to fund
Solar’s new wardrobe.” She looked uncertain and Seraph smiled at her
reassuringly. “We can afford it easily. I’ve got a very large trust fund, I’ll
never have to work a day in my life if I don’t want to. That’s why my father’s
such a well-known archaeologist, he can fund any dig it takes his fancy to.”
Lies, but lies delivered so believably that she didn’t question it.
“All
right then.”
“Thank
you Bakura-san.” After that Seraph made an excuse about Rukaiya preparing a
meal for them and they left.
--0--
-Aibou,
I know you need these lessons, but might I speak to Rukaiya at some point while
you are with her?- Yami had been wanting to speak to the dark woman alone, or
at least without Seraph or Shadow around since he’d heard about her.
“Rukaiya,
mou hitori no boku wants to speak to you. Will that be a problem?” He hadn’t
expected Yugi to just ask the woman right out for some reason, he wasn’t sure
why not.
“No,
I can show you a few hold breakers, and then give you time to think over them
while I’m talking to your yami. Once we’re finished talking I can test you on
them, and correct you if I need to.”
:Is
that okay mou hitori no boku?: Yami was surprised at the question, especially
as Yugi smiled at Rukaiya. “That will be fine. Thank you for agreeing.”
-Yes,
of course it’s okay. I’m sorry to be taking from your life like this aibou.-
“And
mou hitori no boku thanks you as well.” There wasn’t even a break in Yugi’s
speech to Rukaiya. The woman looked confused at that for some reason, but she
started teaching Yugi the hold breakers, starting with four ways to break the
four different ways one person could grab hold of his wrist from in front of
him. Yami liked it that Shadow was focused first on making sure Yugi could
defend himself, without needing to resort to Shadow Magic, since that would
make a good basis when he added Shadow Magic.
Yami’d
paid full attention at first, but he retreated further into Yugi’s mind as his
hikari focused more on the techniques Rukaiya was showing him. It wasn’t that
he felt slighted, bored, unwelcome, ignored or anything like that, but he
didn’t want to distract Yugi, and he was afraid that what he remembered
might leak over to Yugi and interfere in his learning. So he was surprised when
Yugi contacted him.
:Mou
hitori no boku. Rukaiya says she can speak to you now.:
-Thank
you.- And Yami came forward to speak with her.
“I
need to start preparing a meal for Seraph-sama and Shadow-dono, so you’ll have
to talk while I work.” Yami had a feeling that she wouldn’t have made that
demand of Yugi, but he couldn’t explain why, and he didn’t have any right to
object, so he followed her into the kitchen. “What did you want to talk to me
about? I’ve only belonged to Shadow-dono for five days even looking at it
generously. And he’s the one you’re interested in, isn’t he?”
Yami
knew he was blushing, the way she said ‘interested in’...implied things
he’d rather not think about. “I used to hate him, until I learned that he’d
been playing a part. Now Seraph scares me. He doesn’t scare you?”
“Why
should he. Shadow-dono owns me, and servants rarely need to be disciplined the
way concubines and Consorts do since we are less intimately linked to our
masters.” That sounded unpleasant, but there was something else...
“Shadow
owns you, not Seraph? And less intimately linked?”
“I
belonged to Solar, when he was made bondservant to Shadow-dono he became
Shadow-dono’s property to dispose of as he wished, as did I and Antonia. Shadow-dono
belongs to Seraph-sama himself of course, but I am still Shadow-dono’s property
first and then Seraph-sama’s. Less intimately linked means that I will only be
punished if I fail to do the work I am ordered to do, which is little enough in
this household it seems.”
“And
what about concubines and Consorts?” That was what worried him.
“I
don’t know what Seraph-sama is like, but Solar punished me for failing to meet
his expectations in bed and sometimes just if he was in a bad mood when I was
his concubine. I understand that is fairly common, and Consorts are always
punished for slips in situational awareness, sometimes for not living up to
their masters’ expectations in combat as well as in bed. But I don’t think
Seraph-sama is like that.”
“But
you don’t know for certain.” None of this had done anything to ease
Yami’s worries about Shadow’s situation, still Rukaiya hadn’t had to answer his
questions. “Thank you anyway. Might I speak to you later perhaps, when you have
more experience with this household?”
“If
Seraph-sama and Shadow-dono grant permission of course.” That was probably the
best offer he was going to get.
“I
see. Then tell me when you want to test Aibou.”
--0--
Yugi
went over the moves Rukaiya had taught him in his mind as he walked home. Each
one would be useful, but he knew that he wasn’t anywhere near ready to actually
fight yet. for the moment he was still dependent on Yami’s protection. He’d
never minded it before, when he knew that Ryou was being abused by his
yami, he’d loved it that Yami had always thought about protecting him first,
but now that Ryou had shown everyone how good a fighter he was Yugi resented it
just a bit. Not that he’d ever let Yami know any of this. And anyway he was
getting the training to deal with things himself now and he appreciated it,
even if he didn’t entirely trust his teacher.
:What
did you want to talk to Rukaiya about anyway mou hitori no boku?: Yugi paused,
he didn’t want to invade Yami’s privacy he was just curious. :If you don’t want
to tell me I’ll understand.:
-I
just wanted to learn a bit more about how a Consort lives and how Adepts treat
them. I don’t really trust what Seraph and Shadow say about it. Seraph because
he thinks he owns Shadow and he’s abused him until he accepted that, and Shadow
because he’s been abused so badly that he thinks the way Seraph treats him is
normal.- Yugi wasn’t sure that Yami’s interpretation was correct, Ryou wouldn’t
abuse anyone, and even Bakura’d said he was right to punish him yesterday. But
he’d let Yami think what he wanted, it wasn’t as if he’d be able to change his
mind, not easily, and it wasn’t worth the trouble. After all it wasn’t as if
Bakura mattered now that he wasn’t a threat anymore.
:Did
you hear what you wanted to hear then?:
-She
couldn’t give me any details about Seraph; she hasn’t been with him long enough
and apparently she technically belongs to Shadow, not Seraph; and she wasn’t
willing to go into details about how Solar treated her, not that I blame her.
Instead I got generalisations about how concubines and Consorts are usually
treated. She said that if she gets permission I can speak to her when she has
more experience in Seraph’s household.- There was something strange about the way
Yami hesitated before continuing. -That is if you’re willing to allow me to
speak to her again.-
:Yes,
of course you can.: Yugi responded absently as he let himself into the Game
Shop. It was nearly time for tea, but Yugi still went straight up to his
bedroom, setting out his books for his homework. He knew he was delaying
meeting with Solar, but the sheer hatred on his face when he confirmed Bakura’s
orders had been scary, and so had the things Ryou had said about him before.
“Yugi,
it’s time to eat!” He’d delayed a bit too long and Kaasan shouted up for him.
“Coming
Kaasan.” They wouldn’t expect him to know about Solar, so when he saw the
golden haired man at the table he paused in what would look like surprise.
“Who’s that?”
“Mutou
Yugi show some manners.” Yugi winced as his mother used his full name, she only
did that when he was in trouble. “This is Kage Solar. He’s Hiei-kun’s cousin
and he’ll be living with us for a while.”
“Hello
Kage-san. I apologise if I was rude.” Yugi let his distrust of the man show in
his eyes and his slight anger show in his voice, Solar seemed to be a bit
scared by that.
“You
don’t have anything to apologise for Mutou-kun.” Solar was making a point of
keeping his eyes lowered, it probably fit whatever cover story Ryou’d beaten
him up for. “You were surprised to see me. Are you sure you don’t need any help
with that Mutou-san?”
“Yes,
you’re our guest. You don’t have to help.” Kaasan smiled down at Solar.
“Besides you’re not really in any condition to help out.”
“Please,
as long as I move slowly and carefully it isn’t that bad. Bakura-san gave me
painkillers.” Solar glanced up at her with a slight smile, and Yugi saw how he
tried to use his beauty to manipulate her. “Besides, I thought you’d agreed to
grant me sanctuary for a few months, long enough that he’ll lose interest in
me. I can hardly be a guest for so long.”
“Bakura-kun
insists on paying for your room and board very generously. And you’re too badly
injured to help at the moment.” Kaasan sounded reproving. “But...you can start
helping with the chores when you’re fully recovered...when a doctor
gives you a clean bill of health.”
“Yes
Mutou-san.” Yugi saw his small, smug smile as Solar looked back down to the
table. Obviously this was the reaction he’d wanted, but there was nothing Yugi
could do about that.
--0--
Ryou
frowned at Shadow as they ate, he’d been remiss in training him recently,
spending most of their time together fucking him instead. At first he’d had a
good reason not to train him, after all there wouldn’t have been much point in
training him while he was under the influence of Solar’s drug cocktail, but he should
have started training him again when it wore off. But Shadow looked nervous,
and he shouldn’t be, he hadn’t done anything wrong after all. It wasn’t his
responsibility to ask for training, only to maintain his abilities enough to
keep his place by surviving testing.
“It’s
okay Shadow. I was just thinking that it’s been too long since we worked on
your training together. Have you been keeping it up by yourself?”
“When
I can Seraph-sama.” Shadow bowed his head submissively. “I do not always have
time, but I do isometrics as I can, and when I know I have sufficient free time
I do a more vigorous work out.” That was good, not enough to improve his
abilities, but still good.
“I’ll
spell your silver bracelets and anklets to increase their weight enough that it
will keep you in training and help build your strength a bit, before we go to
school tomorrow. Remind me if I seem to have forgotten.”
“Yes
Seraph-sama.” He looked a bit dispirited by that, but accepting and he should
have known better than to expect to be allowed to give up on his training like
that. On the other hand...Ryou thought about his own training since his
power binders had stopped working - he hadn’t bothered to replace them
with weighted wrist and ankle bands, and he should have. It was an easy way to
make him feel better, and Shadow’d spelled Yugi’s wrist and ankle bands without
problems.
“I
need to start wearing weighted wrist and ankle bands again, you can do the
spells for that if you want.” Shadow glanced up at that, eyes wide with
surprise before he lowered them again, a faint smile on his face.
“If
you think that I will be able to Seraph-sama.” Rukaiya looked shocked by that,
but she didn’t say anything, she almost never spoke around him unless
Ryou or Shadow spoke to her directly.
“You
did well enough for Yugi. Rukaiya, you did well.” She’d proved that she was a
good cook with this, and from what he’d seen she’d taught Yugi a couple of
useful tricks. “Go get your bracelets and anklets now Shadow, along with some
wrist and ankle bands to spell for me.”
“Yes
Seraph-sama.” Ryou left Rukaiya to clear the table and met with Shadow to start
working on the spells. They were relatively simple, but it would take a while
for them to work out the right masses and make certain they would do what was
needed. It took enough time to give them a chance for their meals to settle in
their stomachs and Ryou began searching his collection of cards for an
appropriate sparring partner for Shadow. The Flame Swordsman would do, it was
common enough.
“Shadow,
I’ve got a sparring partner for you, and I want to see how well you do, with no
use of magic.”
“Sparring
partner?” Shadow looked up at Ryou apprehensively. “You mean like the sort of
sparring partner you had while you were training intensively?”
“Yes,
but don’t worry. The one I’ve picked’s a bit more intelligent than most of the
ones you used, he’ll stick to sparring, nothing more.”
“You
wanted powerful fighters as your opponents, the strongest that won’t just blast
you with magic are all animals as a rule, that or the ones that won’t hold back
in a fight for any reason.” Shadow kept his eyes cast down as he explained his
reasoning, and Ryou laughed lightly at that.
“I
know. And I didn’t want them to hold back. Come, I want to see you fight.” Ryou
summoned Celtic Guardian once they reached the garden and instructed the duel
monster to spar with Shadow, standing back to watch how he did. He’d
deliberately left Shadow at a disadvantage due to his lack of any weapon and he
wanted to see how his Consort dealt with that. Ryou wouldn’t have bothered
trying to form a weapon, he’d have relied on his magic and ki to speed his
healing enough to counter that and just attacked, but Shadow formed a sword of
Shadow Magic, without even thinking about it apparently. He saw some weaknesses
in Shadow’s style and once he’d dismissed the duel monster he began to explain
them to his Consort, planning how to work on them.
--0--
“Why’d
you ask us to walk with you to school today? Won’t you be doing that
roofhopping thing you both like so much?” Bakura was a bit surprised that
Jounouchi was the only one to really question their request as they made their
way into school the next day. He shouldn’t have been, despite his reputation
the blond was smart, at least when it came to people, even if he wasn’t really
good at schoolwork.
“I’ve
been neglecting my training, and my Shadow’s training. We’re both wearing
weights at our wrists and ankles like Yugi is at the moment, albeit heavier.
Until we’ve gotten used to it I don’t want Shadow to risk roofhopping.” Seraph
shrugged as he answered for the two of them, and Bakura kept his eyes cast
down, blushing. He just hoped he’d set the spells up right for Seraph, the ones
on his bracelets and anklets were just fine, even a little lighter than he’d
expected.
“Do
you mean I’m going to have to keep on wearing these for ten years?” Yugi didn’t
sound happy about that, not that Bakura really blamed him.
“No,
of course not.” Seraph laughed at the idea. “Once you’ve gotten a decent amount
of power you’ll find alternatives, and besides they’ll start to feel pretty
light after a while. These are really more a comfort thing for me than anything
else, my real training is fighting with duel monsters directly, that or
sparring with another Adept.” Bakura didn’t say anything about how ridiculous
it seemed for these things to be ‘a comfort’, they were harder to deal with
than his weighted vest had been, even if he was sure that they didn’t mass as
much, even all combined. He was too busy trying to avoid showing the aches and
pains from restarting his training to really pay any attention to the
conversation beyond that.
Then
he stumbled, only for Seraph to catch him and set him back upright quickly.
“What
happened Bakura-kun?” Anzu sounded concerned about him, and he still couldn’t
quite understand why. He’d been their enemy for long enough, and among
the Adepts no one would have cared, except to note that he was likely to be
weak.
“I’ve
never worn weights at my wrists and ankles before and I’m not used to dealing
with how they put me off balance. The weighted vest I wore while Seraph-sama
was first training me distributed the weight far more evenly.” Bakura shrugged,
he knew he was blushing faintly at his clumsiness.
“They
aren’t bothering me like that.” Yugi sounded surprised by Bakura’s problems and
he blushed deeper.
“Well
yours are a lot lighter than his.” Bakura smiled as Seraph defended him,
pushing his hand through his hair and taking a deep breath to center himself.
“Still, I expect you to be past this tomorrow.”
“I
will Seraph-sama, I promise.” He knew that he had to be, and that his master
wasn’t expecting anything of him that Seraph hadn’t been able to do himself, at
a younger age. Besides the weights Seraph was wearing at his wrists and ankles
each weighed nearly five times what the ones Bakura wore did, and he was
adjusting already. And he didn’t think his master was going to insist he do the
same sort of ‘unarmed’ combat training he had with the Celtic Guardian tonight
as he had last night. And he wouldn’t be aching for long today anyway, it was
only hurting at the moment because Seraph hadn’t healed him fully from the
injuries last night, leaving him to finish healing overnight and ache for part
of the day.
“We’ll
see. It’s a good thing we don’t have P.E. today. That gives you more time to
get used to them.” Since Bakura wasn’t allowed to wear his bracelets and
anklets during P.E. while Yugi and Seraph could easily wear their weighted
wrist and ankle bands without anyone noticing.
“Yes
Seraph-sama.” Bakura bit his lip, calculating odds before he risked speaking.
“Might I just do katas tonight, under your supervision, rather than sparring
with a duel monster?”
“You
should have been doing your katas without needing me to supervise from the time
you recovered from that drug cocktail, even enough to keep your balance through
one. You’d be in better condition now if you had.” Bakura’s condition hadn’t
declined that much, but he knew better than to protest, especially considering
what sort of condition Seraph considered normal. “But I’ll decide on which
katas I want to see you run through and probably show you a new one to work on
your weak spots.”
“Thank
you Seraph-sama” What else could he say?
--0--
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