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A Repeat of the Past	By : Rocks Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 2261 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, I make no profit from this writing, it is just for fun.

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Marik put some more cards under the counter, it was almost closing time again, he had been here for over a month now, seeing his sister on his day off and helping Yugi and Mr. Muto with the cleaning sometimes. Serenity had only left a few moments ago and Marik was dressed and ready for a little Neo Ghoul hunting, no one tries to kill me and gets away with it! Marik thought in anger, the millennium rod now securely at his side. No one could defy him now.
“Ahh!” Serenity screamed from the alley, Marik heard it and he was still inside the shop, locking up. What is she doing out alone? He wondered as he pulled his cloak on, grabbed his swords and ran out of the door, the millennium rod in his belt where he always used to keep it. “Help someone please!” Serenity cried as the Neo ghouls approached, the three of them laughed cruelly as they got closer to the back of the alley. She cowered by the wall as they closed in on her. Marik had climbed up the drainpipe on the side of the building on the right of the alley and was now on the roof, he drew his swords and jumped. He landed in a crouch in front of Serenity, his cloak hood pulled up to cover his face.
“Kill him.” The leader of the three ordered as they changed their attention to Marik. Marik flipped over them and started a merciless onslaught with his swords. As he swung them around the Neo Ghouls couldn’t keep up with the speed and were quickly over powered, Marik stabbed one through the chest and let him slump to the floor, holding the bloody sword at the other two,
“If I catch you near her or any of her friends again then I’ll be back to do the same to you.” Marik warned in a deep, unrecognisable voice. The two remaining Ghouls nodded and ran out of the alley in terror. Marik went to Serenity and helped her up, not letting her see his face, only his eyes. “Are you all right?” he asked as she leaned on the alley wall. She nodded and looked into his eyes, she raised a hand to the cloak that covered his face, but felt Marik’s hand on top of hers, pulling it back before he leaned in and kissed her passionately. “I must go.” Marik said and with that he ran from the alley, leaving Serenity behind, confused and alone. I’m not going to stand here all night; I’m going back to the shop. She decided as she walked out of the alley.

When she got there the door was open and as she went up the stairs there was blood on them, oh no, please God no! She thought as she ran up the stairs, but when she got there she saw that the place was empty, Yugi was staying at Joey’s tonight she knew, but Grandpa was no where in sight, and Marik wasn’t there either. She looked at the floor and saw the trail of blood leading to Marik’s room, she tip toed over and looked inside through the crack in the door, he was standing there with the cloak on and was wiping blood off the small swords he had used in the alley.
“Marik?” Serenity said as she pushed the door open. Marik turned and hid his swords behind his back, how much did she see? He wondered as she came towards him, “It’s alright, I know it was you in the alley.” She said, Marik looked surprised as Serenity came closer and slid his bloody cloak off, showing him the trail of blood, which he hadn’t realised he had been leaving behind.
“Ah.” Marik murmured as he saw the blood trail, Mr. Muto is going to kill me. He thought. Marik walked to the kitchen to find something to clean the blood up with; there must be something in this cupboard! Marik thought in frustration as he looked through the cupboard under the sink where Grandpa kept all of the cleaning equipment. Marik found some carpet cleaner and took a cloth to clean the blood from the stairs, Serenity got a cloth and offered to help, they sat on the stairs and scrubbed the blood stains away, moving closer to the bed room.
“I’ll put this in the washer.” Serenity stated as she picked up the cloak, which had been left on the floor in a heap.
“Thanks.” Marik replied as she walked into the kitchen and put the cloak in the washer, she then walked back into the room just as Marik changed his trousers. She blushed and turned her back as she caught sight of his white boxers, “Sorry, I should have warned you.” He apologised awkwardly, he had pulled on some pastel blue pyjama bottoms and was slipping a matching top over his shoulders when Serenity closed the door and stepped towards him, placing her hands on his shoulders, slowly sliding the shirt off and moving her face closer to his until their lips met. Marik raised his hands to her shoulders and pushed her back a little, “We, can’t do this, what about Joey?” he asked, Serenity pushed him back to the bed and forced him down onto his back, straddling him, leaning over him, their lips almost touching,
“I don’t care about what Joey thinks.” Serenity replied before kissing him again, this time Marik gave in and pulled her down to him, his arms locked around her as he groin tightened. He felt for the edge of Serenity’s body warmer and slid it off, then moving his hands to the yellow T-shirt she was wearing, pulling it up and over her head leaving her wearing only her white bra over her top half. He felt her stiffen as he reached for the straps of her bra to unclip it and when it loosened she instinctively rose her arms to cover her breasts, but Marik rolled over so that she was on her back,
“No, don’t do that.” He sighed as he took her hands and gently pinned them to the bed, kissing her jaw line, slowly working his way down to her small breasts. He fondled one gently with his hand while he kissed the other gently, hearing Serenity sigh and moan slightly. He moved his hands lower and unbuttoned her jeans, pulling them down her legs until she kicked them off. He slowly pulled her white panties down her soft legs before touching her between her legs gently, seeing a glimmer of fear in her eyes. He continued to massage her gently as he leaned down to kiss her mouth, “Don’t be afraid, I’ll be gentle. I promise.” He replied as she moaned and blushed. He moved his fingers through the curling hair between her legs to the warm moist cleft. He felt Serenity’s hands pulling at his waist and felt his trousers sliding down. He quickly removed them and positioned himself between her legs, “Are you sure?” he asked as he kissed her neck, feeling her head nod in response. He moved forward slowly, feeling himself enter her, her cleft tightening around his member.
“Ah!” Serenity cried as he edged himself further into her. He took her hand and linked their fingers, kissing her neck and hushing her gently,
“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to hurt you, I tried to go slowly.” He apologised.
“I’m fine.” She whispered in reply. Marik kissed her lips as he began a slow, rhythmic movement back and forth, feeling a deep pleasure building within him as Serenity moaned in ecstasy, wrapping her legs round his waist to allow him to push further. He felt his body shaking with need as he sped up his thrusts and Serenity cried out as she climaxed, her cleft tightening around his member, but her legs remained wrapped firmly round his waist. He felt his pleasure reach its height and felt himself discharge inside her. He pulled his member out of her body before collapsing on top of her, his head leaning beside hers, his chest resting on hers and her arms wrapped gently round his neck.

“Bakura, where are we going?” Liviana asked as Bakura led her, with his hands over her eyes, to the dining room of his large house, his father was away in Egypt still and his mother had died when he was a child so he had the house to himself.
“Just keep walking.” Bakura said as he walked her to the large, round table with its white tablecloth and silver candelabra with three lit candles. There were two places set with wine glasses, though they would be drinking cola rather than wine, they weren’t old enough and neither of them liked it, Bakura had checked before he invited her over. “Step left…a little more…ok, sit down.” Bakura guided as he sat her in a chair. Liviana sat nervously in a pretty light blue dress, which matched the suit that Ryou had picked out for Bakura. “Keep them closed!” Bakura ordered as he removed his hands and went and turned the lights off, hearing a surprised yelp from Liviana at the table. Bakura smiled and turned some quiet music on, he looked at his watch and went back to the table; the food wouldn’t be ready for twenty minutes. “Alright. Open your eyes.” Bakura ordered, Liviana blinked in the darkness as Bakura went and poured her a glass of coke, she looked around and laughed,
“Oh, Bakura you didn’t have to go to all this trouble.” She laughed as she blushed. Bakura smiled as he filled his own glass and sat at the table opposite her, there was a third chair at the table where Ryou was sitting, he could make himself seen, but only by Bakura.
“Well, I can’t take all the credit, Ryou did a lot of the arranging and chose the clothes.” Bakura replied as he sipped his drink, even though he had known Liviana for a few weeks he was very nervous. Liviana looked at Ryou, she looked at him. Bakura looked at Ryou and then back at Liviana. Ryou, take a walk around the room. Bakura thought. Ryou looked at him and got up, and as he walked around the room Liviana’s eyes followed his every move, She can see me? Ryou thought in shock,
“Apparently so.” Bakura replied out loud, there was no need to talk through their minds if Liviana could see him. Ryou sat down and looked at Liviana, she was very beautiful and he admitted that Bakura was a lucky man, though he also knew that he could take over and be her boyfriend himself if he wanted to.
“So, you were a tomb thief, am I right?” Liviana asked seductively, he is so handsome she thought to herself, at which Ryou nodded as he crossed his legs,
“A living legend, well, not really living, but a legend.” He replied proudly as Bakura laughed under his breath, Ryou could be so full of himself sometimes,
“Bakura, do you ever duel yourself, or is it always Ryou?” she asked sweetly. Bakura wasn’t sure about the answer to that question, he had duelled in the past, but it was normally Ryou who took over and did the tournaments, Bakura was too nervous to stand up in front of all those people.
“Well, I suppose it’s all Ryou really.” He replied, Ryou held a hand up in objection,
“It isn’t always me, remember our first tournament? We were duelling a guy named Bonz and he laid that trap card? If you hadn’t come up with the idea of combining it with one of our monsters we would have lost.” Ryou replied, Bakura went red and held up his hand,
“Nonsense, it’s all you and you know it.” He insisted, Ryou looked at Liviana in a way that said ‘I’m right, he’s just being stupid.’ Liviana continued to shift her conversation between the two; she was good at splitting her attention between two people. “I’ll go and get the food, Ryou would you mind coming too?” Bakura asked, Ryou shrugged in confusion and followed Bakura into the kitchen, once there he hopped onto the counter and watched as Bakura took the food out of the oven, lasagne by the look of it.
“What’s up old chum?” he asked as Bakura cut the lasagne up and put it on their plates, he looked over at Ryou,
“I was wondering if you wanted to take over for a while, she seems to like you.” Bakura said, Ryou got down from the counter and stood beside Bakura,
“She likes you and came to be here with you.” He said firmly, Bakura shook his head.
“She didn’t, I can see it on her face, she likes you Ryou. Take over, I don’t mind, honestly.” Bakura lied, Ryou took over, but insisted that Bakura would sit at the table with them. Ryou like Liviana and if this were his body then maybe he would go out with her, but he didn’t want to fall out with Bakura, he had been his only friend at one point.
“Oh, you’ve switched.” Liviana said in surprise as Ryou carried the plates in and sat opposite her while Bakura sat in the third chair. Liviana switched her attention to Bakura,
“What is it?” she asked, Bakura smiled and shook his head,
“Nothing, I just thought you two might like to get better acquainted.” He replied as she started eating, her delicate hands being so careful with the knife and fork. Ryou tried to eat like a gentleman, but being a grave robber five thousand years ago and a Yami since then wasn’t really making it easy. It was like asking a drunk to walk in a straight line,
“Sorry, I’m not used to this.” He apologised as Liviana looked at him in shock, she laughed and waved it aside, Bakura looked at him in amusement as he struggled with he knife and fork, “Are you sure you don’t want to do this?” he begged, Bakura laughed and took over his body again, swapping places with Ryou and eating the food. Ryou was jealous of Bakura for his charm and gentlemanly manner, it was something that Ryou himself had never developed, though he had adapted to the English accent of Bakura so when he took over he seemed to be Bakura rather than himself.
“You know I can see the bond between you two, it’s kind of like a brotherly bond.” She observed; Bakura looked at Ryou, she was right when she said Ryou was like his brother. When his father had come back from Egypt with the millennium ring he had never dreamed that he would get a life long friend out of it. Ryou had scared Bakura at first; he thought he was going mad as this voice spoke to him. Sometimes Ryou would take over and do terrible things, but only if it was really called for, there had been one time that Bakura was being beaten by a bully. Ryou took over and slammed the guy’s head against the wall and he backed off. After that Bakura had decided that Ryou was a friend, though when he tried to take over the world by using his body against his will Bakura had not been impressed and had been given the choice at the end of it to let Yugi lock the ring away forever or to take it back and risk being manipulated again, Bakura chose the latter. And I’m glad I did. Bakura thought as he came out of his memories. Ryou was looking at Bakura, reading his memory and he looked back, Bakura smiled and Ryou smiled back; yeah, he is my brother. Ryou decided. Bakura heard this and pretended he hadn’t, he didn’t like to read Ryou’s thoughts without him knowing. “So, how did you get the ring?” Liviana asked as she pushed her plate away and sat back, Bakura drank from his glass before replying.
“Well, it was a long time ago, before we moved here. We lived in England and it had been a year since my mother had died from Pneumonia, she had always had a bad heart, and my father made documentaries for a living, as well as being an archaeologist. He found the ring in a Pharaoh’s tomb and, after he had done some research, he found that it belonged to a famous Tomb thief, Ryou Bakura, well he thought it was such a coincidence that he bought it for me, it cost him a fortune and the museum was not happy, but there wasn’t a lot he could do because he bought it from the Egyptians and it belonged to them. My father has friends in high places you see. Anyway, once I put it on Ryou made himself known to me, I must admit I thought I was going mad at first.” Bakura explained as he looked at Ryou, who also remembered those few weeks; he had followed Bakura around trying to convince him that he wasn’t mad.
“Yes, I also remember you were too much of a wimp to take care of that big fellow from the play ground, what was his name? Bruce?” Ryou asked as he looked at Bakura, who nodded and looked at his hand, remembering. “I remember I slammed Charlie’s head into the wall one week and his older brother came after you and I refused to take over, I stood there yelling at you ‘go on Bakura, he’s nothing but a wimp,’ and at the time he had you pinned to the wall and you shouted back ‘wimp? Are you telling me a wimp has a grip like this? If this is you idea of a wimp I don’t want to meet your idea of a bully.’ Well, after that the guy dropped Bakura to the floor and looked at him like he was infectious or something because Bakura hadn’t realised he was talking aloud. I gave him a shove and told him to punch Bruce and he did it, I have never seen anyone hit so hard. You don’t do things by halves do you?” Ryou joked, Bakura laughed too, a few weeks later he had moved to Japan and met Tea and Yugi. Joey and Tristan had tried to pick on him once, but had received a fist to the jaw and backed off, it was the same with any other bullies, word soon got round about the new kid with the hard hit.
“I don’t believe anyone who looks so innocent could be anything but the perfect gentleman.” Liviana objected as she looked at Bakura sweetly, Ryou sat back and put his crossed legs on the table,
“Oh, come on sweetheart, you must have heard the saying ‘looks can be deceiving.’” He replied. Bakura laughed and got to his feet, going around to Liviana,
“Would you like to dance? I’m not very good, but I know a few steps.” He offered as he held out a hand. Liviana took his hand and got to her feet, it was a slow song so Liviana put her arms loosely around Bakura’s shoulders and he rested his hands on her hips as they swayed gently, Ryou turned and straddled his chair and watched them, thinking about how cute they looked together.

“Hey Tea!” Mokuba said as he ran into his brother’s office. Tea was on her way out of the door, having just delivered some papers to Kaiba, who was at his desk bent over them, working.
“Hey Mokuba, I think your brother’s a little busy, we’ve had a lot of work on today.” She replied as he stopped in the doorway. Mokuba sighed and looked disappointed, as he always did at times like this, but Tea knew how to cheer him up. She crouched down to his level and whispered conspiringly.
“How about we sneak out of here in a few minutes and get pizza in the hide out?” she whispered conspiratorially, Mokuba nodded, the bright smile back on his face and went bounding into the office to see Kaiba.
“Hey, Seto. Can we go out today?” he asked pleadingly. Kaiba looked up for half a moment to give an apologetic look, “Oh, okay. Can we go to the burger bar again tonight?” he asked instead. Kaiba nodded, still looking at the report and Mokuba knew that he probably hadn’t heard, so he wrote a note and left it on the desk. When he got back out side he saw Tea writing too, “Are we going yet?” he asked impatiently, at which Tea nodded the way Kaiba did when he wasn’t listening, but Tea always listened. She stacked some papers and put them in the draw of her desk, locking it with a key before getting up and going to Kaiba’s office to tell him she was leaving. He didn’t even hear her as she spoke and left, he sat and read the reports, too tired to think.
“Coffee.” He muttered as he got up and went to the kettle, which was full of coffee. He tipped himself a cup and went back to the desk, reading the reports like newspapers as he drank. As he sat he felt himself drift into sleep,

“Now Pharaoh, step down or I’ll kill your friend.” Seth ordered coldly as two of his men dragged a tortured and beaten Joey into the room. He wore nothing but a toga, which was splattered with blood and dirt from the dungeon.
“Joni!” Yami shouted, rising from the throne. He didn’t show much emotion, but it was obvious that Seth had given him a difficult choice, a slight sneer was on his face and if looks could kill then Seth would have fallen into a deep grave.
“Stop!” Tea’s voice shouted from somewhere behind the throne. She stepped forward, her eyes still covered by the cloth, the millennium necklace covered by her simple white dress. Seth glared at her as she stood before him, “Take me instead.” She begged as she looked pitifully at Joni and bowed to Seth, who laughed out loud and stepped back. Yami walked to Tea and pulled her back by the arm,
“Telar, you are out of order!” he declared as he looked at her harshly. She smiled and put a hand on his face before walking past him, going right up to Seth, who was still laughing. When she was close enough Seth pushed her back to the floor and Yami went to help her to her feet.
“Why would I want a blind servant girl when I have the Captain of the guards?” he demanded, at this Telar smiled in amusement.
“You think that that is all I am? A servant girl? No Seth. I am much more than that. I can throw this dagger at that column, hitting the grain.” She declared. Seth looked at the wooden column, it was fifteen centimetres thick and had a long, thin, black line in the centre, and Seth looked back to Telar and laughed again. “If I hit the grain you will take me instead?” she asked. Seth thought for a moment and nodded. Telar smiled slightly and turned her back on Seth, walking a few paces before flipping the dagger out of her belt and into her hand. She then turned and threw the dagger; it went through the air, slashing Seth’s shoulder on the way past and hit the wooden column. Seth grunted in pain as the blade sliced his flesh and then went to the wood and saw that the dagger was embedded firmly in the grain. Seth was over come with anger as he turned back to Telar, who merely looked at him, though her eyes were covered, she was looking at him. How did she do that? Kaiba wondered as he watched the scene progress from the corner of the room.
“You blind hag!” Seth shouted as he rushed forward, his hand raised and ready to strike Telar down. Yami stood between them, ready to defend his friend and Seth stopped.
“You will take me now. You gave me your word, and since I caught your shoulder I know you will take me without question. You will want revenge.” She stated, putting a hand on Yami’s shoulder and moving him to the side, stepping up to Seth bravely. I have to admit, the girls has spirit. Kaiba mused, Seth nodded to his men and Joni was released, falling weakly to the floor. Seth took hold of Telar’s arm roughly and pulled round so that she had her back to him and was facing Yami, who was helping Joni to his throne.
“Well Pharaoh. What will it be? Do you trade places with Telar or do I take her?” he demanded. Yami looked at Telar, who nodded in understanding, smiling at Yami.
“I can not trade with her, therefore do with her what you will.” Yami replied emotionlessly. Seth smirked and walked out of the throne room, dragging Telar roughly along side him. They were soon out of the palace and were walking to the temple where Seth lived. Once inside Seth threw Telar to the floor and locked the doors, there was a large open floor where people knelt and prayed and there was an alter at the front with torches lining the walls but apart from that the room was empty, there were no chairs or tables or any other decoration and there were only two doors, one that they had just come through and one that led to Seth’s domain. His bedroom, his torture chambers and his dungeons. Kaiba had followed and now stood at the alter to watch.
“You will regret your decision by the end of this. I have tortures beyond your imagination here, I can send you to the shadow realm.” Seth threatened as he raised the Millennium Rod. Telar got boldly to her feet and pulled the millennium necklace out of the dress so that it rested on her chest,
“You can try, but the millennium necklace prevents you from sending me to the shadows unless I wish it.” She replied calmly, Seth swung the back of his hand and hit Telar across the face, sending her sprawling to the floor.
“Believe me, by the time I have finished with you, you will beg me to send you to the shadow realm Telar!” he spat venomously as he stood towering over her small form. Telar showed no emotion on her face but stayed where she had landed on the ground. Seth stood over her until he lost his patience with her silence and pulled her to her feet. He dragged her through the door and took her to the dungeon, pushing her into a room, “Change into that dress before I get back.” He ordered coldly as he pointed to a folded, white dress, and before Telar could utter a single word he was gone, locking the door behind him as he went. Kaiba decided to follow Seth and see what he was doing in this time.
Seth walked to his room and changed his clothes, wrapping a piece of black cloth around the cut from the knife. He then went to the torture chamber and walked around looking at all of his creations, this is sick! Kaiba thought as he looked at the different blood stained objects, he didn’t want to imagine what was going to happen to Telar in here. There were two men in here, one looked a lot like Marik while the other resembled Bakura, Seth barely noticed them as he walked by.
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