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Mahado and Mana	By : Rocks Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 2021 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Hello?” a rough voice called. Mana looked at the open door and saw Arukab looking in.
“Good morning! What can I do for you?” she asked as he entered the house,
“Well, you see, I’m having…difficulties. It won’t be for long, but I was wondering if you might be so kind as to give me shelter, just for a few days.” He asked. Mana turned round looking delighted with the idea,
“Of course! It’s the least I can do!” she replied, “You take the bed, I’ll just sleep on the floor,” she said as she took her staff and headed for the door,
“Nonsense! I won’t hear a word of it! I insist you keep the bed. I’ll sleep on the floor, really.” He replied,
“Alright…I’m not sure if I have anything to use as a mattress, but you’re welcome to look around. Make yourself at home! I have to get to class!” she called and she ran towards the palace. This is almost as easy as it was taking control of that fool, H’dar! He thought as he lounged on the bed laughing. Now I can lay low here for a few days and plot my revenge…

It’s been weeks since she let me walk her home, Mahado thought as he watched Mana leave the palace. She said she’d be fine, it is still early…but she used to like me walking her home…I don’t think there’s anyone else…maybe she’s angry because of that night, but she agreed that we should be married…was that a hint? He wondered as Mana ran through the gates.
Mana ran down the street quickly. He’s getting suspicious, but I can’t just throw Arukab out on the streets, he’s my friend…but he did say he might have found somewhere else now…she thought as she reached her house,
“Arukab! I’m home!” she called as she closed the door. She looked around, but didn’t see him anywhere. He wouldn’t just leave without saying anything…would he? She wondered. Maybe he’s working late, she decided as she lay on the bed. God I’m tired…I guess I can fall asleep…there’s no lock on the door or anything, she thought as she closed her eyes.
“Sorry, did I wake you?” Arukab asked apologetically as Mana opened her eyes and groaned lightly. Arukab was sitting on the bed beside her, one hand gently touching her face, his fingers gently laced in her hair. She saw him leaning down in the darkness and felt a light soft pressure on her lips,
“W-what are you doing?” she asked as she sat up, suddenly wide awake,
“I’m sorry…I didn’t know…I thought…is there someone else?” he asked in an embarrassed rush, “I know, it’s none of my business…” he added as he got up and walked around to the other side of the bed where he disappeared to the floor, where he slept. What was he thinking? She wondered as she curled up on her side and closed her eyes, “Are you still awake?” he asked after a few moments,
“Yes.” Mana replied as she turned over to look at the edge of the bed. “Arukab, about that question you asked earlier…yes, there is someone else…I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression, I mean I’m grateful to you for saving my life, but,” she began,
“No, I was taking liberties…I don’t suppose we can forget this and go back to the way we were before could we?” he asked hopefully,
“I’d like that…not that I mean to sound insulting or anything, it’s just…I’m seeing someone.” She replied.
“I understand…I’m afraid I was unable to find another place to stay. It’ll be a week at least.” He added apologetically. Mana yawned and closed her eyes again,
“I don’t mind, you can stay a while longer…good night Arukab.” she said tiredly,
“Good night Mana.” He replied. Damn! It wasn’t as easy as I thought! She’ll never be mine voluntarily! I’ll have to do it the other way…as soon as I have my escape route planned…Mahado, you’ll regret ever crossing me! He thought as he closed his eyes.

“Mana, are you alright? You’ve been so distant lately…have I done something wrong?” Mahado asked as they sat in the dungeon. Mana looked up from her book briefly, thinking about what had happened the night before,
“No, nothing.” She replied quickly. She looked at the book again, not reading a word as she listened to Mahado walking towards her. She felt his hand on her shoulder as he leaned over her and closed the book.
“Mana, I know there’s something wrong.” He insisted, but Mana just flicked the book open again, “What have I done? Please tell me…is it because of that night a few weeks ago?” he asked as he sat on the edge of the desk. Mana kept looking at the desk and resisted as he tried to lift her chin. How can I look at him after what happened last night? She thought as her voice caught in her throat. “What do you want from me?” he asked pleadingly as he crouched beside her,
“Nothing.” She choked,
“Why are you crying?” he asked, “I didn’t mean to upset you,” he added as he crouched down and took her in his arms. Mana held her breath and tried not to cry, gradually feeling the urge to cry fade away until she felt she could push Mahado away,
“I wasn’t crying, I just lost my voice for a while…I’m not feeling well…could I study this at home?” she asked as she looked at the floor.
“I hope it isn’t anything serious…do you want me to walk you home?” he asked in concern as she got to her feet and picked up the book, but Mahado took it and placed it on the table, “No, if you’re sick I don’t want you to over do it…come on, I’ll take you home and you can rest.” He added,
“I’ll be fine, besides you have duties around the palace to attend to.” She said evasively as she walked into the corridor and closed the door. Mahado sighed and sat on the chair.

“Arukab? Are you here?” Mana asked as she entered the house. The room was quite dim where the curtain was drawn. Mana stepped into the house and put her staff down beside the bed.
“Welcome home.” Arukab’s voice said as the door slammed, but the voice was cold and hard where it was usually soft. Mana turned and saw him, her eyes adjusting to the darkness quickly. “You’re early, but don’t worry, it won’t affect my plans.” He continued as he walked towards her. Mana didn’t know why, but she suddenly felt the urge to back away and try to escape. Before she knew what she was doing she had grabbed her staff, “Well, that’s not very nice, is it?” he taunted as he pulled the staff out of her hand and threw it away,
“Arukab! What are you doing? Please stop it!” she pleaded as he forced her onto the bed and straddled her hips, but he just laughed and as she looked into his dark brown eyes she saw a darkness that had never been there before. “W-who are you? Where is Arukab?” she demanded, tears falling down her cheeks as Bakura gripped her wrists roughly and pined her down,
“You are such a naïve fool! I knew that sending my puppet to attack you would work in my favour! I just had to be in the right place at the right time and then I gained your trust! You should be more careful whom you invite into your home!” he said as he leaned over her, shrugging off his loose red robe to reveal a well-muscled chest,
“What are you doing?” she asked tearfully as he leaned his head down to her neck. He laughed maliciously before biting into her neck, drawing blood. Mana cried out in agony, but felt a hand slap her face, “Quiet now, we don’t want to be disturbed, do we?” he purred. Mana felt him pulling at her top with his teeth and tried to pull her hands free, “My, my, we are feisty aren’t we?” he laughed as he watched her writhing beneath him. “In answer to your earlier questions,” he began as he pulled a rope from under the bed and began to bind her wrists to the posts of the bed, “The answer has been staring you in the face the whole time. Consider the name, Arukab…if you said it backwards what do you think it would be?” he asked, watching in amusement as her eyes widened and she looked at him with a new fear in her eyes,
“Bakura…” she gasped in horror as he finished binding her second hand. Mana looked at the ropes and back at Bakura, who was kneeling on the bed pulling his kilt off so he was naked, his intentions suddenly dawning on Mana, hitting her harder than anything she had felt before, “No,” she whispered, pulling her arms to try to break free of the ropes, feeling them cutting into her wrists and listening as Bakura laughed at her futile efforts,
“Oh, come, it won’t be that bad…you might even enjoy it.” He taunted as his hands reached for her top. Mana opened her mouth to scream, but Bakura put one hand over her mouth, pushing her head down until it hurt, “Now, now, remember what I said about screaming.” He warned in a deadly whisper. Mana felt tears falling down her cheeks as she looked up at him in defeat and nodded, closing her eyes tightly, “Oh, no, I want you to remember this.” He said as he pried her eyes open and wiped the tears away, but once they were gone fresh ones spilled down her cheeks to replace them. She watched as he pulled the neck of her top, feeling the material burn her skin as he ripped it,
“Why are you doing this?” she asked, trying to distract him for as long as possible, hoping that Mahado would come.
“Revenge of course! I’ve been watching him for a long time, waiting to strike him where it would hurt the most and then I see you! You! His young lover! Rather than destroying his career I opted for the sweeter revenge of the two…can you imagine his pain when he finds you here? Hurt and broken like an animal!” he laughed as he ripped the other shoulder of her top. Mana pulled on the ropes again, the pain in her wrists turning to a continuous throbbing pain as blood flowed down them.
“Please don’t do this!” she begged as he ripped her skirt, leaving her naked and defenceless beside him. Bakura laughed as he climbed onto her, his member sliding against her leg, making her shudder,
“And if it wasn’t you, who would it be?” he asked as he licked her neck, where his bite was still bleeding,
“What do you mean?” she asked as he looked down at her, a small trickle of blood running down his chin,
“Would you rather it were Isis? Would you rather put Isis through this? Or perhaps some other young girl from the palace.” He said, but Mana closed her eyes and shook her head,
“I couldn’t…I could never put anyone through this…” she replied as he leaned down and licked her chest where some blood had dripped from his chin. Mana shuddered and gritted her teeth, determined not to give him any more satisfaction, “So what does that make you?” she spat, opening her eyes to see a surprised look, which quickly turned to amusement,
“I am evil incarnate!” he replied as he slid his hand down her leg, forcing a small gasp from Mana, “You like that don’t you?” he said in amusement as he leaned down and kissed her breasts,
“Please stop it!” she cried, ashamed at the pleasure he was forcing on her. It shouldn’t be like this! Mahado! Where are you? She cried inwardly as Bakura’s hand slid between her legs while the other caressed her breast as he kissed her neck, lapping the blood from her wound, as Mana gritted her teeth, fighting the urge to moan with pleasure,
“I’ll forgive you if you scream this time, I hear the first penetration is…quite painful.” He said as he tried to pull her legs open, but Mana pulled them up and closed them tightly, though he stopped her from crossing them. Mana looked at her bent knees as Bakura’s face appeared, leaning his chin on them, “You can’t keep me out.” He said as he reached between her legs and massaged her thigh gently. Mana gasped as her legs weakened and Bakura pried them apart, positioning himself between them. Mahado! Please help me! Mana prayed as Bakura leaned down and kissed her mouth gently, his member sliding against her cleft,
“No! Stop it! Please!” she cried as she tried to throw him off, but this only increased the pressure on her cleft so she stopped and tried to pull her bloody wrists free,
“Don’t worry, the pain will fade quickly.” He whispered as he eased himself forward slowly. Mana felt his member sliding into her, the intense pain forcing a small cry, which was smothered by Bakura’s lips. Mana felt him fully inside her as she cried in shame. How could I let him do this? How could I have ever trusted him? She thought as he pulled back and drove into her with regular thrusts, which became less and less painful and more and more pleasurable. Mana felt herself moan and cried shamefully, “I told you you’d enjoy it.” He chuckled quietly as he lay gasping on top of her, his body glistening with sweat. She inhaled and took in his scent, it wasn’t unpleasant, but she knew it would haunt her for the rest of her life, if he let her live.

“Mahado! Mahado!” Isis cried as she burst into his room. Mahado, who had been about to bathe, gripped his kilt tightly as she appeared,
“What is it Isis?” he asked as she stood gasping in the doorway with tears flowing down her cheeks,
“It’s Mana! She needs you! Quickly! Bakura has found her!” she cried. Mahado gasped and secured his kilt, grabbing the millennium ring as he ran out of the room. As he reached the doors Seto appeared with his millennium rod and Shadda with the millennium key. Isis handed Mahado his robes, which he pulled on, on the way to the gates.
“I am sorry, we are too late to prevent his attack, but we may be able to save her.” Isis cried as they hurried down the street,
“What happened?” Mahado asked as they went,
“I was about to retire, but I was uneasy so I looked at the present, at what was going on around the palace and I found Mana being…attacked…in the worst possible way for a pure woman.” She replied sadly as they ran down the street. Mahado stopped at the house and looked around, there was no one in sight, but the door was ajar. Seto held his rod to his chest ready and looked at Mahado, who paused with his hand on the door, afraid to open it. Finally Shadda pulled the millennium key into his hand and gently eased the door open. Seto didn’t hesitate and swung his arm into the room, sweeping the small room with his eyes until he saw the small figure on the bed.
“Are you…” he began, but he knew how ridiculous the question would be. Of course she’s not alright! He thought as he looked at her bloodied body. She looked at him with wide frightened eyes, her sanity barely holding on,
“Mana!” Mahado cried as he entered the room. “Wait outside, search the area, find him!” he shouted as he rounded on Seto, who merely nodded and left, not able to think of any response. Mahado ran to Mana’s side and knelt down beside her with tears falling down his cheeks, “Forgive me Mana! I am a fool! I should have known! I should have been here!” he cried as he reached a hand out to touch her bruised cheek. He quickly wiped his eyes and reached for the ropes, untying the tight knots and unwinding the bloody ropes, Mana’s face not changing. She continued to look frightened, as if she hadn’t even noticed that there was someone there. Mahado touched her arm, sliding his hand down her back until he could lift her into a sitting position. Her body was limp, but she was alive, and awake. She’s withdrawn! Retreated into her mind to escape the pain! He realised as he pulled his robes off and wrapped Mana up securely.
“Mahado?” Isis asked hesitantly as she looked at the bundle in his arms, Mana’s head leaned on his bare shoulder as he carried her. Her eyes were completely glazed over.
“She is alive.” He replied.
“No sign of him! Once again the thief slips away!” Seto cursed as he and Shadda appeared. Shadda held the key towards Mana and it glowed, very dimly,
“This is bad! Her life force is greatly depleted! We must get her to the palace! If her mind doesn’t return soon it will be too late!” he announced. Mahado looked at Mana and held her tighter, walking as fast as he could without jogging her too much,

“Mana, please, say something!” Mahado begged quietly as he sat by his bed, where Mana lay safely beneath the covers, her eyes still blank, as they had been for days. “Please Mana! Come back to me! I love you!” he cried as he took her hand and leaned his head on the bed as he cried.
“Mahado…” Atem said as he entered the room. Mahado jerked upright, but was unable to wipe the tears from his eyes. He felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up as Atem sat on the edge of the bed, “You’ve been neglecting your students.” He observed,
“I don’t deserve students. Bakura has used two of my students, first H’dar and now Mana…they would be safer with Seto or Shadda.” He replied as he looked at Mana, who was still staring blankly at the ceiling,
“Mahado! You are the keeper of the millennium ring, the most powerful magician in Egypt! Your students need your guidance! Seto and Shadda are not qualified!” he argued forcefully, wishing that he didn’t sound so angry.
“Uh…M-Maser Mahado?” a timid voice said from the doorway. Mahado and Atem turned in surprise as H’dar entered the room shyly, a look of shock crossing his face as he saw Atem, “Ah! P-Prince Atem! I-I’m sorry! I-I’ll go…” he decided as he turned to leave, but Atem smiled kindly and stood,
“Nonsense, please, speak with your master.” He insisted as he passed the young man, placing an assuring hand on his shoulder, and receiving a low bow in reply.
“Master Mahado! The class…we were wondering when you would be back…Bakura will soon strike again…this time we want to be ready to defend our friends and families…please Master Mahado! We need you!” H’dar said pleadingly as he knelt before his master, his forehead almost touching the floor.
“There is no need to kneel like that H’dar.” Mahado replied as he looked down at the boy, who quickly got to his feet waiting for a response. “Go to the training ground and wait for me there…I will follow…soon.” Mahado replied as he looked down at Mana. H’dar nodded and left quickly as Shadda appeared in the doorway, “Is there no other way?” Mahado asked regretfully, knowing it was Shadda instinctively.
“I am afraid not. If she does not return soon she will be lost.” He replied as he appeared beside Mahado,
“Then do it.” Mahado replied as he got to his feet. “I am going to my students…I have been neglecting them these past few days.” He said,
“Understandable. She is your best student and closest friend.” Shadda replied. She is so much more to me than that, Mahado thought as he looked at Mana once more. Shadda took the key and touched her forehead, entering her mind instantly. It was dark, there was nothing but pain, fear and shame there and the sound of echoing laughter,
“Mana!” Shadda shouted over Bakura’s sinister laughter. He looked around and saw a small shape. As he approached he saw Mana curled up on her side, her wounds still bleeding and the ropes still tied round her wrists. “Mana…come with me now.” He said soothingly as he crouched beside her and touched her arm. Mana looked up at him with tears in her eyes,
“I can’t! How can I face him after what’s happened?” she cried as she crossed her arms over her bare chest and curled up tightly, crying. “I could hear him for days, speaking to me, asking me to come back, but I couldn’t do it! I can’t do it!” she cried. Shadda gently pulled her into a sitting position and wrapped his arms around her, stroking her head gently,
“I have to take you back Mana...” He replied as he lifted her into his arms.
“No! Let go! Please!” she begged, not struggling, she didn’t have the strength or the will to fight.

“How is she?” Mahado asked as he entered the room that night. Shadda stood and walked towards the door,
“Sleeping.” He replied as he walked out of the door.
“Thank you my friend.” Mahado said as he walked to the bed and sat down beside her, taking her hand in his. “I will get him for this, I promise you Mana, he will not go unpunished!” he vowed as he leaned down and kissed her lips, the bite mark on her throat was slowly fading away. Mana moaned in her sleep, a high distressed sound, and her face screwed up as she tossed and turned, tears falling down her cheeks, “Mana! Mana! Wake up!” Mahado ordered as he shook her shoulders. Mana jerked awake and sat up gasping, the cover falling to her waist as she looked around in confusion,
“Mahado!” she cried as she flung her arms around his neck and cried. Mahado held her, rubbing her back gently as he hushed her, “I’m sorry, I wasn’t strong enough, I couldn’t stop him!” she cried. Mahado gently laid her back down and pulled the covers up to her chin,
“It isn’t your fault Mana, he’s a monster and he will pay, I promise you.” He whispered as he leaned down and kissed her forehead.
“Will you lie with me now? I don’t want to be alone.” She whispered pleadingly. Mahado got to his feet and pulled off his robes, wearing only his kilt as he climbed into the bed beside Mana, who shifted closer to him and rested her head on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. “You’ll stay all night?” she asked as she put an arm across his chest,
“Yes love, I will be here until you wake.” He assured as he closed his eyes, feeling her body slowly relax against him.
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