Dreaming of Reality

Warnings : This story contains Yaoi and mentions of Yuri . There will also be some M-Preg , Rape , strong language , and child abuse . It will also be AU .

Disclaimer : I DO NOT own Yu-gi-oh , or any material relating to it .


Chapter 4


The stars flickered in the sky and the moon lit the night in a ethereal glow . A gentle breeze blew a crossed the dessert plain lifting wisps of sand every-so-often . There , in the center of the vast landscape of sand , was a large four post bed adorn in satins and silks of dark reds and purples . In amongst the fabric were three figures bathing in the moonlight .

A massage . That’s how those two ever-so-cunning demons managed to rid Malik of all his clothes except the sheet that was the only thing that covered his now naked lower half . Despite his complaining , he was quite enjoying the feel of their hands massaging his stiff and soar back . He was glad that in the dream world the scars on his back weren’t there because he was sure that if the two ever saw them it would be a problem .

But just as he was about to drift off into the peaceful oblivion those hands were creating , something pulled him back . A warm and wet something moving a crossed his shoulder blades to be exact . He couldn’t suppress a shiver as the tongue made it’s way up the back of his neck and was quickly joined by a pair of lips .

“ What are you doing Marik ? ” he asked , causing the lips to pause in their ministrations , but not remove themselves from his skin .

“ Worshiping your body of course .” the lips spoke against the sensitive skin before continuing their previous actions .

Malik rolled his eyes but couldn’t keep the smile off his lips . He could feel the love they had for him with every touch and could feel his love for them as well . No mater what he said or how much he denied it to Ryou , he knew he did love them . Even if all this was just a dream and nothing , not even his two mysterious demons , was real , at this moment he couldn’t care less . All that mattered was that he felt loved and excepted . He wouldn’t think about how he felt when he woke up and they were gone .

He would just concentrate on the feel of Bakura’s hands massaging his lower back . One gently sliding the sheet down till it barely covered his backside . The slight tickle of the snowy-white hair brushing his skin as the pale demon leaned down and kissed the small of his back . His tongue moved slowly a crossed the golden skin as a hand ghosted over Malik’s silk covered bottom .

He relaxed farther knowing he had the two all to himself . It was just them as far as the eye could see . No other people to get in the way or things to do . Nothing else to distract them from this divine serenity . Except a faint knocking in the distance . One could almost ignore the noise completely and just relax into the gentle pets and kisses , the heavenliness of it all , except that the knocking was slowly becoming louder .The demons must of heard it too because they stiffened slightly and Malik could swear there was a low growl coming from the two of them .

“ What’s that noise ?” Malik asked , lifting his head to look in Bakura’s direction , as the banging got louder and the paradise started to fade .


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As Bakura and Marik made their way down the palace halls on the way to Yami’s room , one thing was crystal clear . They were pissed . In fact , pissed might be an understatement .They had finally made contact with Malik , after three and a half months of trying with no results , and they were interrupted . If this wasn’t a life-or-death situation someone was going to lose some limbs . Literally .

The first thing the two noticed upon reaching their destination was five well armed guards posted outside the room . The second was Mokaba . He was leaning on the wall opposite the door to enter the King’s bedroom . His cheek had a small cut on it that had started to scab up already and his lip was split . They also noticed his left hand had a make-shift bandage wrapped around it , blood already starting to seep through , and his clothes were slightly askew . On his face he wore a mix of anger and worry , but when he saw them he let out a relieved sigh .

“ What happened ?” Marik asked , gesturing to the boy’s injuries . Concern now replacing the anger from a few moments prior .

“ You should get Mai to look at those .” Bakura added after getting a good look at him . He too concerned but hid it a bit better then his lover .

“ I will . After she’s done with Yugi .” Mokaba stared directly in their eyes . He looked more serious then they’d seen him in a very long time . “ He was attacked . Someone tried to kill him .”

“ Details !” Bakura demanded , in a low and threatening tone . The anger that had faded was now back at full force in both of the demons .

“ I decided to come and visit with Yugi . Keep him company , ya know ?” The raven-haired boy began fidgeting slightly under their combined stare . “ When I got in the room I noticed a guy standing by the bed leaning over Yugi . He was , um , dressed like a servant . He had a pillow over Yugi’s face . He was smothering him . When he noticed me he pulled a knife and attacked me . I tried not to , but I had to show him the pointy end of it .” Mokaba drooped his head and stared at the ground . “ Sorry . I know that now we can‘t fine out who sent him .”

“ You two aren’t harassing the poor boy are you ?” The three turn towards the door to see Mai shutting it quietly behind her .

The healer stood before them dressed in a strapless gown of plum colored velvet . There was a split on the front of one leg that ran almost up to her hip , reviling a thigh-high black leather boot . The toe of said boot taped in obvious irritation that her question wasn’t answered yet . The black silk and lace floor-length robe she wore was pushed back by the hand on her hip , and her other hand twirling a strand of her golden locks that fell out of the messy braid she had her waist-length hair in .

“ We weren’t harassing the child .” Bakura told Mai before turning to look at Mokaba , “ We’re not mad at you . You did what you had to .”

Mokaba sighed slightly , relieved , and gave Bakura a small smile before turning to Mai and asking “ How’s Yugi ? … Is the baby okay ? ”

“ They’re fine .” She waved her hand dismissively as she walked to Mokaba , taking his injured hand into hers to examine . She continued talking to the three as she started unwrapping the wound . “ I gave Yugi something to calm him and help him sleep .” She paused upon seeing the damage to the still bleeding hand . “ Tsk tsk tsk . That is a nasty cut , isn’t it ? Clear down to the bone .”

She began wrapping it back up , causing Mokaba to wince , as she continued speaking to them . “ His hart rate was slightly elevated and the baby was a bit more active then I would have liked , but other then that they’re fine . I’ll keep a close eye on them for the next day-or-so and see what happens . Hopefully I won’t have to deliver him early .”

When The hand was rewrapped she looked up at Marik and Bakura . “ Make sure whatever security precautions your about to arrange for Yugi are as stress-free as possible . His situation is fragile right now . You , ” the healer turned to Mokaba . “ … are going to have to come with me . Got to take care of that hand of yours .”


An opening door at the end of the hall caught their attention . The four demons turned to see Ishizu coming towards them , her face neutral as usually , her white gown and robes flowing elegantly behind her . Straight dark hair hung over the white-covered shoulders .
A few gold bracelets and a yellow , rose , and white gold band on her ring finger adorned her flawless copper skin . Her shoes making small ‘ clicks ’ as they carried her towards the group .

The seer stopped in front of her brother and spoke . “ The king will be arriving momentarily and I think it best if you and I explained things to him before he sees the armed guards outside his bedroom .” Then she turned to Bakura , “ Have your men search the palace thoroughly , especially the eastern gardens near the back wall . I think they might find something . Remind them that no clue is too small .”

Then Ishizu turned to her mate that was standing there with a smirk on her face . “ Oh , and Mai darling , I wouldn’t use the ointment your thinking about using if I were you . He’ll be tribally allergic and most likely lose his hand .” At that Mokaba let out a small squeak , clutched his hand to his chest , and looked back and forth with wide eyes between the two women .


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Malik wasn’t sure how long he’d been awake , just laying there staring out the window . An hour or-so maybe . Thinking about one thing . That dream . Oh it was heavenly . They always were , …but it had been so long silence he’d had one that he nearly forgot what they were like , and how they made him feel . How happy he was when lost in the fantasy world they created . How at peace he felt in the arms of the mysterious strangers that inhabited the fantasy world . How he wished those strangers inhabited the real world .

Was that so wrong though . To want to dream and hope they come true ? He had learned long ago that dreaming got you nothing but heartache when the dreams didn’t come true . So often his dreams didn’t come true that he all but stopped dreaming .

But what if Ryou was right . What if they were real . What if he missed his chance because he wouldn’t believe .

Beside him , a sleeping Ryou snuggled in closer to his chest . Being with the snowy-haired boy was a dream of his not too long ago , and it came true .

Maybe , just maybe , the dream of the four of them being together could come true too . I mean , if Ryou believed so fully in them then maybe he should too .

He’d have to think on it though . Yes , … normally he was the kind of person to act first and face the consequences later , but with this he was going to be cautious . He could be in a world of hurt otherwise . He was just not ready for that type of hurt .

“ You look like your having deep thoughts .” Came a slightly groggy inquiry , interrupting his internal dialoged .

“ The deepest .” He responded quietly , looking down at his boyfriend . Boyfriend . He still couldn’t believe it . Boyfriend . It would probably take a day or so to sink in .

The angel in his arms was looking up at him , eyes still a bit clouded with sleep . The smile on his lips was filed with so much love that all previous thoughts flew out the window . Not being able to contain himself , Malik bent down , capturing those lips .

When the kiss broke Ryou glanced at the clock . It read 4:15pm .

“ Oh dear . We slept the day away , didn’t we ?”

“ Looks like it .” Malik shrugged , then got a devilish grin a crossed his face . “ I guess that means we should just stay in bed .”

The hand on Ryou’s back slide down to his butt and gave a light squeeze , earning him a squeak from the doe-eyed boy .

“ Malik !” Ryou gasped , turning bright red .

“ What ?” he would of looked completely innocent if it weren’t for the smirk on his face .

Ryou playfully smacked Malik’s chest , giggling . “ No we can’t . I should start dinner .”

The blonde pouted for a moment causing Ryou to giggle more . “ Fine .”

Then the pout turned into another evil grin .

“ Are you on the menu ? ” he asked .

Before Ryou could respond , Malik rolled the two of them pinning him and attaching his lips to the smaller boy’s neck , sucking on the skin .

“ Mmmmmm no-no-no no , ….no .”

The Egyptian let out a self-suffering sigh . “ Fine .”

Rolling off the other , Malik grabbed the small pale hand held up to him, pulling Ryou to his feet , they headed downstairs .

A half hour later found Both sitting down to a freshly made dinner , courtesy of Ryou .

The delicious meal was eaten in a peaceful silence . Both boys just enjoying each others company . Occasionally Malik would make comments regarding the food and Ryou would thank him , though insist it wasn’t that good .

Ryou was so modest when it came to his talents . No mater what the area , Ryou always thought he needed improvement . Malik figured it was because of his father always putting him down .

When Ryou had finished he got up and went over to the sink . He insisted on doing the dishes immediately after dinner . No exceptions .

Malik wrapped his arms around his love’s waist , after placing his empty plate by the sink to be washed . He kissed and nibbled the side of his neck causing little mews of pleasure to escape the pale boy . Malik smirked around the skin and increased his actions basking in the shivers he felt coming from the boy in his arms .

“ Mmm… Mal… mmmm… Malik !” Ryou gasped .

Malik just continued his ministrations on the sensitive skin . Nibbling a trail up to Ryou’s ear , he took the lobe into his mouth , sucking on the delicate flesh . His one hand migrated under Ryou’s shirt and began caressing the satiny skin under the material , loving the whimpers and soft moans he received .

“ Malik , …I can’t , oh ,…I can’t fin…mmm…finish if you keep…mmmm…doing that .” he whimpered .

“ Okay .” Malik pouted .

He reluctantly detached himself from his boyfriend and picked up the hand towel . He started drying the already washed dishes and putting them away , ignoring Ryou’s protests about him not having to help .

“ Your staying the night , right ?” Ryou asked when he finished the last dish , giving his best chibi eyes .

Malik looked at those pleading eyes and gave a sigh . He knew he should go hoe , if you could call that hellhole a home . He was going to be in a crap-load of trouble if he didn’t come back with money that night , but he could never say no to those eyes .

He gave Ryou a small smile . “ Of course ” .

Ryou’s face lit up in a huge smile and he threw his arms around Malik’s neck . He gave a quick kiss on the lips before letting go and walking out of the kitchen into the living room , his boyfriend following .

“ What do you want to do now ? ” Ryou asked from his position on the large cream-colored sofa .

“ I don’t care .” Malik shrugged and looked back in the kitchen at the clock on the microwave . “ It’s only 5:30 .” he sat beside Ryou on the sofa . Ryou leaned back against his new love , snuggling into his embrace .

They sat there for a few moments , Ryou thinking .

“ I know ,” he shouted suddenly , breaking the silence and startling the blonde . “ why don’t we watch a movie ?”

The white-haired youth jumped from his spot in his boyfriend’s lap and ran into the kitchen . “ I’ll get the popcorn !”

“ Fine with me .” He snuggled back into the cushions . “ I could use a relax day .” Just then something dawned on him and his eyes light up in excitement . “ But tomorrow I’m tacking you out for some fun .”

“ How do you know I won’t be in school ?” Ryou popped his head out the door to the kitchen . “ Tomorrow is only Wednesday you know . I do have school . You would too , if you didn’t get yourself suspended .”

“ Oh ,… I wouldn’t worry about that if I were you .” Malik responded with a all-knowing smirk firmly in place .


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A/N :

Err …it took me forever to think of that dream sequence and in the end it wasn’t quite what I wanted , but it will do . I hope this chapter was satisfactory . Sorry for the wait . I had internet problems .The next two will hopefully be quicker . Thanks and please R&R .