A Slayer's Temptation | By : Agami_Shukagri Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 898 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Hey y'all! Welcome back for the next chappie of A Slayer's Temptation. So, it'll be interesting for y'all to see how this progresses from here on out. Obviously you can tell I'm excited. I hope y'all are too. Hehes
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Chapter 2: Track
Later that day, Marik headed outside of school grounds. it's somewhere outside of it where he's supposed to meet up with the other blonde he met the other day more or less. Going to the correct location he had been told, Marik's grabbed roughly by the waist. Being pulled into a darkened corner he's pinned against the trunk of a tree. Apparently he had gone far into the woods without noticing where his feet had been wandering him off towards. Feeling incisors dig into the supple flesh of his neck there's then the sound of his blood being drawn out. Trying to struggle, he didn't seem to find an escape route in sight. Panic rose steadily in his chest while he began to grow lightheaded. Eventually the other male retracted his fangs, licking the twin puncture wounds closed.
"W-What the hell?" Blurted out the tomb keeper in shock of what just happened.
"Aw, that's cute. Did you honestly think I was human?" Taunted the other blonde though his hair is spiky in the shape of a pineapple with his eyes maroon flecked ruby, wearing a purple cape along with a black tee and a pair of khaki shorts along with some leather boots on his feet, having the signs of a fellow Egyptian with the markings on his face and such.
"Malik?" He couldn't believe that this is the person he had met, blinking a few times as he's having a hard time swallowing the truth revealed right in front of him.
"That would be me," shrugged the unhinged creature, holding Marik still close, noticing that his prey didn't struggle anymore, figuring he must still be trying to regain his strength even though that would take longer than expected. "Were you hoping for someone else? Well, then I'm sorry to disappoint you, little birdie."
Scowling, Marik didn't have time for this, "No, I didn't. Just...where the fuck have you been?"
"Around," shrugged Malik, remaining aloof, grabbing Marik's arm after letting him go, catching him before he could fall flat onto the ground. "Come on, let's go home."
Sighing in resignation, he guessed there's no hope in fighting against him. No, he didn't like having to submit. There just didn't seem to be any other way about this that would work. Besides, he knew that Malik could snap any moment without warning. It proved to be like walking on eggshells around him majority of the time. It's not something he can help with even though he has tried before in the past. Going along with him, Marik didn't know exactly where this so called home would be. Either it would be his own apartment or whoever Malik lived. For all he knew it could be an underground crypt where the leech dwelled. Going along with him, Marik just hoped the others are going to be safe. Maybe one of them could find a way to help him out. Until then he would have to deal with his psychopath, wondering again how this guy is his darker half. Though he knew no matter what they can't be separated neither by time or distance.
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After the school day finished up, Yugi and Ryou began to exit the building. What they didn't know is that they're being watched by two certain individuals from the shadows. They had to wait until both are separated. Having known what the shorter male has gone through does concern Ryou. He wished there's something he could do for him. Unfortunately, he doubted anything he did would be enough. Yugi's problems are his to deal with on his own. At least that's what he's told Ryou before. Continuing on their way they eventually parted ways to head to their own homes after saying their farewells.
Going to the game shop where he still lived, Yugi fished his keys out to unlock the door. Ever since his grandpa passed he had gained ownership of it from his will. Sighing sadly, Yugi missed him very much. He didn't for his parents because he only vaguely remembered them. But for his grandpa he had been the one to raise him throughout his life. Without him here it just felt like an empty home to him. Closing the door behind him, he hadn't noticed that he had been followed. Taking off his coat to hook it up, Yugi then put his bag down. Going into the kitchen he went to go pour himself a cup of whiskey along with making some food. Yeah, he knew that he's underage, but that didn't stop him. Alcohol seemed to be a way out from all of the sorrow he faced on a daily basis. Downing the contents of his cup in one gulp, Yugi heard some rustling behind him. Pivoting on his heel, the short male glanced around to see if anything might of come in here with him. Frowning, somehow Yugi found nothing to be seen by his eyes. Confused, he didn't know what it could be. The hairs on the back of his neck began to stand on end. There's also a knot of dread that began to spawn within the pit of his stomach. Then he could feel cold chills rush down his back. There's also the slight hint of breath ghosting across his neck. Trying to see within the darkness to identify who it could be it seemed that he still came up empty. Going back to making some instant ramen because he didn't feel motivated to make a proper meal he eventually became pinned against the countertop. Struggling, he couldn't escape the strong hold on him. Whimpering at the feeling of sharp teeth piercing the side of his neck, he could then feel whoever it is drinking from him. Eyes wide in shock, he didn't think that any such creature existed. Sure, he had been told way back when in stories of creatures and magic existing. What he hadn't known for certain if it's real or just fiction. Apparently it's real as his flesh and bones. Reaching down to grasp a dagger he kept just in case there's any intruders trying to steal, Yugi managed to jab it into the assailant's ribs. Hearing an aggravated hiss, Yugi smirked in triumph of seeming to have done some damage. Whirling around, he passed in his tracks.
"Yami? What the hell are you doing here?" Demanded the tricolored haired male to know, dagger still in hand while his body tensed, using his free hand to grab a cloth to staunch the bleeding on the right side of his throat where the other male had bitten him.
"Um, well, I didn't think this would happen," admitted the person he thought to be just a normal librarian, glaring daggers at him while waiting with patience growing thin for answers.
"If you wanted to fucking kill me then go ahead," hissed Yugi, remaining in a stance in case he needed to fight him.
"What? No, I don't want to kill you," sighed Yami, raising a hand to show he meant no harm. "Look, I needed to ensure I marked you as mine."
"What?" Spat out Yugi, unable to hide his growing anger of being attacked in his own home. "So, creatures like you and all of that magic stuff is real?"
"Yes," confirmed Yami, seeing no point in hiding the truth from him. "I didn't want any of our enemies taking you instead. There are ruthless people out there, Aibou."
With his eyes widening at being called that, Yugi needed to think a few things over. His shoulders shook while trying to calm himself from the verge of a panic attack from the spike of adrenaline that had spiked in his veins from all of this activity. What he didn't understand is why Yami had to do this now. Rubbing his temples with the hand that doesn't have the weapon in it, he had already put the cloth away in the sink. For the past two years he has had reoccurring dreams of someone. Before he woke up all he remembered is being told that they would meet soon along with that nickname being used. Tilting his head to the side, Yugi wondered if this could be the exact person from it.
"Why?" He asked quietly, not sure what else to ask him.
"Because you belong to me and no one else. You'll still live out your human life until the blood moon rises. Then you'll become just like me, hikari."
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Meanwhile, when Ryou returned home to his apartment, he fished his keys out to unlock the door. Heading inside, he couldn't help feeling as if something or someone is watching him. Frowning, he wondered if it could be what his suspicions told him. Listening to his gut instincts he held a knife he kept on his person in one hand just in case. It's something he usually keeps on him because his father warned him way back when to make sure he knew how to fend for himself. A few years ago he did take some karate classes to where he rose to the status of black belt eventually. So, he should be ok to handle things if any intruders try to get into his home. Going to his kitchen while remaining on edge, Ryou decided to make some tea. After he put the kettle on there's the feeling of the hairs on the end of his neck standing on end. Frowning, he turned on his heel to see if he saw anything. He had turned on some lights. Going to his door, he did hear a knock. Opening it reluctantly, he's met face to face with Bakura. Raising a brow, he felt relieved to know it's just him instead of some stranger.
"Oh, um, I-I didn't know," admitted Ryou, feeling his cheeks heat up to coat them in a light shade of pastel pink. "I-I thought i-it was a burglar or something."
"No, just me," reassured the silverette, glancing around before returning his attention to him. "Can I come in? Or is it too late for you to have company? I'd hate to wake your family."
"It's just me who lives here," said Ryou as he stepped aside for Bakura to come inside, closing the door once he's in, going back to his kitchen. "do you want some tea? I just put the kettle on a few moments ago."
"That would be nice," replied Bakura, taking in the furnishings and such of the whitette's decor, liking the shades of gray, blue, and purple that decorated it.
"Ok," Ryou went to fill two cups, not sure what Bakura liked for sweetener, figuring some earl gray would suit well, pouring the water into the two cups with the tea bags in them, seeing out of the corner of his eye that Bakura walked up behind him.
Brushing his arm against his own, Bakura put one cube of sugar along with some honey into his before stirring it. The slight bit of contact made Ryou shiver slightly. Noticing this, the ruby eyed male wondered what could be bothering him. Obviously Bakura does have ulterior motives for being here aside from spending some quality time with his counterpart. One of them being wanting to gain his trust so he could mark him. Maybe that might prove easier than he expected. It just depended on how well he played his cards.
"Smells lovely," noted Bakura, taking a whiff before going into Ryou's living room to sit on the sofa to then be shortly joined by the snow white haired male himself, settling down beside him as he also brought out some food for them.
"Good," murmured Ryou, shedding a small smile, making Bakura feel something he thought would never happen to someone like him. "So, what are you here for exactly? We only met today. Surely you have better people to go see than me."
"Oh, dove, don't put yourself down like that," frowned Bakura, not liking how Ryou sounded. "You're the only person that has my full attention in more ways than one. Anyone else is insignificant compared to you that even dares to try gaining an ounce of my time."
Those words did mean a lot to Ryou. No, he had no idea what Bakura even thought of him. They had just met today after all. Having such a profound impression on him did feel nice. Usually he only stuck close to his best friends and the others of the group they belonged to. Anyone outside of it he felt wary around. Why? Because he knew most of them outside wanted to take advantage of his kindness. So, he usually shut out anyone who he's not close to personally.
"Can I tell you something?" Asked Bakura, breaking the comfortable silence between them.
"Go ahead," replied Ryou, wondering what it could be while taking some sips of the steeped tea, pleased of the type he had picked for them, thinking it's indeed the perfect type for such an occasion.
"What would you say if I told you magic and creatures are real?" Asked the other male, knowing this must sound odd compared to anything else he could possibly ask him, but he did want Ryou's honest opinion about it.
"I would say that makes sense. My father told me that my mother had been a witch and she had given her powers to my little sister along with myself. She and my mother died in a car crash when I was young. So, I don't know for certain if those powers are true," admitted Ryou, feeling as if he could confide in Bakura with how he's been towards him so far.
Draping an arm around his shoulders, Bakura pulled him close against his side, "I know how it must feel. I lost my half-brother when I was young too. But I can assure you that it's all real. Have you tried using them before?"
"Once or twice," admitted Ryou, wondering where this line of questioning is heading to exactly. "It seemed to work fairly well the second time."
"Really? Can I see?" Asked Bakura, his interest perked by this.
"Um, sure," agreed Ryou, closing his eyes to then have his hands glow a jade color to then form a ball of energy to then open his eyes. "See? It does work."
"Wow," breathed out Bakura in awe of seeing this, knowing that his counterpart would be adept in such a skill.
"Thanks," grinned Ryou sheepishly before having it stop, dispersing the ball of energy in a burst of sparkles and dust.
"Can I show you something then in return?" Offered the silverette, hoping this would work.
Nodding, Ryou looked up at him through his lashes, "Of course."
Moving in closer, Bakura elongated his fangs to graze them gently against the juncture of Ryou's neck between his collarbone and jaw. Gasping in shock of what he's feeling, Ryou had no words to describe this. Did he feel afraid? Oddly he didn't for some weird reason. Unsure of why he guessed that the dreams he had been having reassured him this is meant to happen. Though being entrusted with such a secret meant he couldn't tell anyone. Whimpering out from the pierce of his fangs into his supple flesh, Bakura began to drink his full from him. The taste of the human or rather mage's blood felt divine on his tongue along with descending down his throat to satiate his hunger. When he finished up, Bakura retracted his fangs to then lick the twin puncture wounds closed. After it's all done, he held Ryou in his arms. For some reason he did have the strong urge to make sure no harm came to such a pure and innocent soul that's experienced so much hardship. It's strange to Bakura how someone like Ryou can draw out the few threads of humanity he had kept deep down inside of him out onto the surface.
"Now, you're marked. There's no hope of going back on this. Just promise to keep my secret because if anyone knows what I am then I'll have to kill you. I don't want that to happen," murmured Bakura softly.
"I promise I won't tell anyone," whispered Ryou, shaking a little bit from all of what just happened, knowing that he now belonged to something he had thought had only been a myth to find out they're real as his own flesh and bones.
"Good. We'll be seeing each other more from here on out. Go rest for now. I'll see you in class, Yadonushi."
A/N: Yays! Done with chappie two! Oh my Ra, this is just so much fun to write. It's insane how I'm making these chappies fairly long. It's probably because I'm being drawn into the story with writing it out and such. That's a good thing of course. Hehes
I hope y'all enjoyed what happened this time. The next chappie should be out later today/tonight or Monday depending on when it's finished being written up. Until then please remember to review loves!
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