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ChibiMisu here!

Note:

Okay, this chapter is a bit longer than the others because I replaced �Seto�s Story Time� with a BakuraxRyou lemon instead. That�s not a bad thing, right? #^_~# This lemon will be romantic and not rape. This is what happens when you read to many romance novels and drink to much coffee. -_- More lemons will be coming up, I promise!

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The Viking Brothers

Chapter 5: Winter�s On It�s Way

Yami�s Tent:

Yugi sat in the far corner of the tent by Yami�s pile of weapons. Yami told him to have all the weapons wiped clean of blood and fully polished. Some of the blood on the weapons were old and Yugi had to scrub a bit harder to get it off. The sight of it made his stomach turn, but Yami would get mad at him if he didn�t preform his job right. Speaking of Yami, Yugi heard him yawn as he awoke from his nap. He paused in his cleaning and tried not to laugh at the way Yami�s hair was all bent out of shape. Placing the sword aside, Yugi got up and gathered Yami�s layers of shirts, knowing he�d want to get dressed right away. He brought them over to the bed and waited for Yami to acknowledge him. Yami smacked his lips as he looked up at Yugi.

�Um...here�s your shirts, sir.� Yugi held them out to him. �They had quite a few holes in them so I patched them up for you. I hope that�s okay?� Yami looked at him and nodded, taking the shirts out his hands.

�That�s fine, good job...um, what�s your name again?�

�Yugi.� Yami nodded.

�Okay, Yugi. Keep up the good work.� Yami stood and slipped his shirts on, striating out his hair the best he could. Yugi went back to the weapons when Yami stopped him. �You can finish that later. It�s almost dinner time, and Seto�s going to tell stories tonight.� Yugi smiled.

�I like stories!� Yami chuckled.

�Well, then you�re in for a real treat. Seto is one of the best bards I know of. If you�re ready, we can go now.� Before Yugi could answer, a man entered the tent, falling to one knee in front of Yami.

�Lord, I come with news.� Yami�s face became serious.

�Talk.�

�I just got word from that English slave to tell you that Master Bakura has fallen ill with fever.� Yami scoffed.

�Good. That�ll keep him out of trouble for awhile. Have him spit into Marik�s mouth so they both fall ill and I can have some peace.� The man sweatdropped, but nodded.

�Uh, yes sir.�

The man left the tent, leaving Yami and Yugi alone again. Yugi looked at Yami, wondering how he could wish such a thing on his own family! Instead of being worried for his brother�s welfare, he rather them both get sick just so he could relax? Something about that wasn�t right.

�Let�s go Yugi.�

�Um, sir?�

�What is it now?� Yami asked, wrapping his fur shawl around shoulders.

�Why do you wish harm on your own brothers?� Yami looked at him in question. �I-I mean, they are your family. Shouldn�t you love them?� Yami blinked for a second, then burst out laughing. Yugi cocked his head to the side, confused. He didn�t see what was so funny.

�You don�t understand, Yugi!� Yami said, controlling his laughter. �True, they are my brothers, but they are also a curse!�

�How so, sir? If you don�t mind me asking.�

�All my life I had to split everything three ways because I was the oldest! I never had any time to myself, I never had ANYTHING for myself, and I was ALWAYS being pestered by those two! �Yami! Marik hit me!� or �Yami! Bakura bit me!� or �Yami! Come play with me!� or �Yami! Tell me a story!�� Yami finally stopped mimicking his brothers. �ARGH! THEY DROVE ME NUTS! I always pitied my mother more having to be stuck with them longer then I had. It�s no wonder she died early.�

�Well, I would have loved to have siblings like you!� Yugi said, smiling. Yami scoffed.

�You want�em, take�em.� He cleared his throat and Yugi frowned. �But, enough wihat.hat. Talking about those two will make me lose my appetite. Lets go.� With a sigh, Yugi followed Yami out of the tent.

When they got to the middle of the camp, other Vikiwerewere already talking, dancing, and eating. There was a platform in the center of circle, and another to the far left with a table and chairs. When Yugi saw it, he figured it was for Yami and his brothers. A flash of gold met his vision and he smiled as he saw Jou dancing with Seto. The dance, however, made his blush bright red. Something about �that� type of dance wasn�t right.

As he got closer, he noticed two figures on the platform meant for Yami and his brothers. One was sitting down, the other standing up. As they got closer, Yugi realized it was Malik standing next to Yami�s brother. His eyes lit up with excitement and joy.

�Malik!� Yugi shouted out, startling Yami. Yugi clamped a hand over his mouth, looking up at Yami worriedly. Maybe he shouldn�t have done that. Yami rolled his eyes and ruffled Yugi�s hair.

�You did a fine job on my weapons and shirts. You can go see him if you want.� Yugi grinned from ear to ear and took off with lighting speed. He ran closer to the dais and shouted Malik�s name. Both Malik and Marik looked down to see Yugi climbing up onto the dais. Malik ran from Marik�s side and the two friends embraced.

�Malik! Thank God you�re alright!� Yugi said happily, squeezing Malik harder.

�I�m fine, I�ve missed you Yugi!�

�I�ve missed you too, Malik!� They broke their hug but held hands, jumping up and down excitedly. Malik paused in his jumping.

�Wait, Yugi, have you seen Ryou?� Yugi shook his head.

�No, I haven�t seen him since this morning. I�m surprised to see you here!� Marik spoke up next.

�Your little friend is busy tending to Bakura who is currently ill with fever.� Malik left Yugi and went back to Marik, looking him strait in the eye. Marik leaned back a bit.

�I want to see my friend. NOW!� Marik almost fell back on his chair, startled by Malik�s tone of voice.

�Right now you can�t! He�s taking care of Bakura. I promise, you can see him later. You both can.� Malik glared at him, but backed away.

�Hmph. That�s fine.� Malik jumped sideways onto Marik�s lap, who made a soft �oof�. �Don�t break your promise, or I�ll break you.� Malik gave him a sultry look, which Marik quickly returned.

�You little witch, I can�t deny you anything! I can�t believe me of all people, would be the victim of enchantment.� Malik smirked evilly.

�Your enchantment was brought on by yourself. But please, believe whatever you like.� Yugi looked at the two, and flushed slightly. Better ask Malik about it later. Marik�s voice broke his thoughts.

�Hey kid!�

�Y-yes sir?� Malik lightly slapped Marik in the back of the head.

�His name is Yugi!� Marik snorted.

�Okay, Yugi. I need you to deliver a message. Go to the stables and tell Tristan I want Avaldamon cleaned and brushed before tomorrow morning. We�re going on a hunt.�

�Um, where is he?� Marik pointed over his shoulder.

�All the way at the end. Just follow the path, you�ll come right to it. Get going.� Yugi nodded and ju dow down off the dais. He waved to Malik as he ran down the path. He remembered that name from Jou, when he told him that they were friends from the same village. He couldn�t wait to meet him. He must be nice if he was friends with Jou.

It wasn�t long before he came upon a circle of fence and a stable. A few horses were nibbling on some grass as more were locked up in the stable. High torches circled the fence, giving off a soft, warm glow. Yugi walked up to the fence where a horse came to greet him. He stroked the soft nose gently, making the horse snort which caused him to chuckle.

�Who�s there?� said a voice, startling Yugi. A boy appeared from behind the horse. He was a bit taller than Jou and had a strange style of hair. And Yugi always thought HIS was oddly shaped.

�Um, hello. My name is Yugi, and I�m delivering a message to Tristan?�

�That�s me.� Tristan smiled. �So you�re Yugi. Jou told me about you. You�re Yami�s servant, right?� Yugi nodded. �Nice to meet you.�

�It�s nice to meet you too! I hope we can become friends.� Tristan chuckled.

�Of course. Any friend of Jou�s is a friend of mine. Now, what this message you have?�

�Oh yes. Marik said that he would like Ava-aval...� Yugi tried to pronounce the name. �Avalmon-?�

�Avaldamon.�

�Yes! That�s it. He wants him brushed and cleaned before tomorrow morning.�

�Ah, goint ont on a hunt I guess, right?� Yugi nodded. �Yeah, Marik always wants his horse fresh and clean for that. For what reason, I do not know. But tell him I�ll have it done.�

�Okay. But, Tristan, why aren�t you with the rest of us? Why are you here all alone.�

�Well, I usually am with the others, but one of the mares is due for her colts any time now, and I don�t want to leave her. So, I�m just standing guard �till that time.�

�Can I ask you something, Tristan?� Tristan nodded.

�Sure Yugi.� Yugi looked down at the dirt.

�How well do you know Yami and his brothers?� Tristan raised an eyebrow.

�Why do you ask?�

�Well, I just talked to Yami today, and he doesn�t seem to love his brothers as much as he should. I mean, family is something to treasure, right? So why would Yami wish death on his brothers?� Tristan ruffled Yugi�s hair, chuckling slightly.

�Well, having brothers like Bakura and Marik would be a hassle and burden to anyone!� Yugi cocked his head to the side. �Both of them, I think, are not right in the head. I�m assuming that comes from Yami always hitting them. But, to answer you question fully, I have come to know the Bolverk brothers well. And most of the time, they act as any group of siblings would. They fight, yell, scream, etc. etc. But, they do love each other.� Yugi�s eyes widened.

�They do?� Tristan nodded.

�Yeah, it�s just very hard to see. I�ve only seen it once or twice myself. Jou says that Yami wears a mask when it comes to his brothers, but he doesn�t like seeing them hurt or in pain. But he sure acts like he wants to increase their pain tenfold.� Yugi pouted. �Although, we hope that someday Yami and his brothers can become a family and ease each other�s pain. They are very standoffish and lonely to each other, which I know you�ve noticed already.� Yugi nodded in understanding.

�Now that I think of it, I�ve only seen Bakura and Marik with each other a few times, but Yami is never with them.�

Tristan leaned down closer to Yugi�s height. �I�m going to tell you something that might help answer your question more than I can tell you. I hear Bakura has fallen ill.� Yugi nodded to tell he knew. �Well, you see, Bakura gets sick quite easily, especially in the winter. And he usually dwindles between life and death.�

�Oh, poor Bakura.� Tristan winked at him.

�Don�t worry, Bakura ALWAYS pulls through. But, late tonight, when everyone else is asleep, Yami will leave his tent and go stand by Bakura�s bed for a bit. If you follow after him, you�ll see his true self.�

�Really?�

�Yeah. Jou did ne tne time, and he said he was quite surprised. Just don�t get caught, or Yami WILL kill you on the spot. He still has a reputation.� Yugi nodded and smiled.

�I won�t get caught! Thank you for the tip, Tristan!� Tristan smiled.

�No problem.�

�Do you want me to bring you some food or something?� He shook his head.

�Don�t worry about it. Jou will bring some for me later. Better head back now before all the food�s gone. If the Vikings are filling up on ale, then the meat will surly vanish. I�ll see you around, Yugi.� Yugi nodded waved bye as he hurried back to the others. That Tristan was a nice person too! Maybe, not EVERYONE here was adverse.

Bakura�s tent: Ryo Ryou sat on the bed, gentle wiping the beads of sweat from Bakura�s brow. The fever had caused Bakura both chills and hot flashes. To Ryou, it seemed that Bakura�s moods and anger get worse when he�s was sick. Personally, Ryou rather take him the way he usually iakurakura was to demanding this time and EXTREMELY hard to please. Ryou tried to feed hirbalrbal medicine twice, but he kept knocking the spoon from his hand, just as a child would it�s care giver. And if anything, Bakura acted more like a child when he was sick, grumpy and spoiled.

It took a lot of will power for Ryou to keep his temper. He was still stricken with pain and fear from Bakura�s rape, and thought this a perfect opportunity to do away with him. But, the consequences quickly popped up in his mind. One: If he DID kill Bakura, he would be no better than the Viking�s himself. Two: After he killed Bakura, what would he do? That Yami or Marik would kill him on the spot when they found out he killed their brother. Three: Where would he go? He had no village to go back to, not that he could find his way anyway, and the woods were full of wolves and other dangerous creatures. He�d never survive. But, he COULD survive living here. What else could he do? He didn�t know anywhere else. So, Ryou saw his defeat and pushed all ideas of murdering Bakura in cold blood right on his own bed! The fleeing thoughts DID bring a grin to his face.

�Ryou...� Ryou�s mind just went blank. Did he hear Bakura actually CALL him by his name?! He looked at Bakura, seeing as his eyes were glassy and that he probably wasn�t looking at him. Because of the fever, Bakura has been hallucinating. And Ryou had confirmed this when Bakura was going on about: little turtles holding knapsacks, mice dancing in a circle, and raining pineapples, whatever those are. However, it WAS quite amusing.

�Ryou...� He was right! Bakura WAS calling him by his name!

�Yes?� Bakura sat up on the furs, meeting Ryou face to face. He wore a genuine smile with heavy lidded eyes. Ryou was somewhat frightened. This happy Bakura looked even scarier than the angry Bakura! Ryou gulped.

�Ryou...what a pretty name.� Ryou blushed.

�Th-thank you.�

�Pretty, just like you.� Ryou�s flush became brighter as Bakura brought their lips together in a gentle kiss.

Ryou was stunned for a moment, playing this all through his head. Bakura was kissing him, nicely. And, it wasn�t all that bad. Ryou closed his eyes and leaned into the kiss. He didn�t care if he got sick, he was curious to see how different this Bakura acts from the regular one. He felt Bakura pull away and he opened his eyes. Calloused hands cupped his face gently, his thumb tracing Ryou�s bottom lip.

�So pale, almost like snow. You have beautifully soft skin, Ryou.� Ryou blushed at the comment, smiling slightly. Maybe Bakura wasn�t all that bad deep down. Bakura placed his mouth directly on the tender skin under Ryou�s earlobe, and nibbled lightly. Ryou closed his eyes and moaned, melting into Bakura�s arms. Whatever nerve Bakura triggered there, it made him feel all tingly inside.

Bakura�s mouth traveled slowly down his neck, licking and sucking along the way. Ryou made little whimpers of delight, liking this gentle action. He felt himself be lowered to the floor, half on the ground and half on the furs. Bakura laid next to him rather than on top of him. He lifted his head from Ryou�s neck and looked down at him. Ryou looked up with passion filled eyes, wondering what was going to happen next. Bakura brushed the bangs from his forehead and kept them back with his hand.

�I want to stare into these beautiful eyes without the blockage of this hair.� Ryou let Bakura stare into his eyes, while he did the same. Bakura�s eyes held a strong, yet gentle passion, as he twined his fingers with Ryou�s. Bakura let his other hand travel slowly down Ryou�s side, making him shiver in delight. The hand came to rest at the bottom of his shirt. Ryou wasn�t wearing any pants due to the fact that Bakura pretty much ripped them last time.

Bakura pushed Ryou�s shirt up to his neck and trailed his lips up his chest. Ryou gasped as Bakura took his nipple between his teeth and rolled the other one between his fingers. Ryou felt Bakura grip his hand tightly, moving it slowly over the bed of furs. Ryou�s free hand came to rest on Bakura�s scalp and grip his hair, trying to relieve some of the sudden pent up pleasure. There was an aching between his legs he never felt the first time, and he began to rm trm to try to ease it. What they were doing together now felt so much better than before. He actually liked this.

Bakura released his mouth from the now red nipple and lick his way back up to Ryou�s neck. He pulled the shirt over Ryou�s head and threw it to the side, enjoying the soft lithe body pressed up againis cis clothed one. He freed his hand from Ryou�s and brought it to Ryou�s face. He placed two fingers on Ryou�s lips.

�Suck.�

Ryou did as he was told, bringing the two digits into his mouth gently. He sucked on them lightly, coating them in saliva. When Bakura figured they were wet enough, he replaced his fingers with his mouth. There was no protest to the kiss as Ryou opened his mouth to allow his tongue entrance. While their tongues met in a duel, Bakura slipped one finger into Ryou. Ryou let out a gasp into the kiss and thrust back on the invading digit. It felt so much better from last night, and he craved more.

Bakura quickly added a second finger, stroking the inner walls. Ryou wrapped his arms around Bakura�s neck and whimpered, pushing back on the teasing fingers. Bakura�s fingers found his prostate and he pushed into it harder. Ryou pulled away Bakura�s mouth to let out a cry of pleasure, thrusting his hips in the earnest. Bakura continued to jab his fingers into the soft cluster of nerves, sending Ryou�s head tossing from side to side. When he knew Ryou was stretched enough, he pulled his fingers out, hearing the little whine of protest. He got up off of Ryou and laid back on the bed, beckoning him with his finger. Ryou crawled on top of him, a light blush staining his cheeks.

�I�m sure you know what to do.� Ryou nodded as he lifted himself over Bakura�s arousal, and slowly lowered himself down. He let out a gasp of pain that lasted only a few seconds as Bakura helped guide his hips further down. Once was adjusted and settled, Bakura showing no impatience, he sta roc rocking back and forth. Bakura gripped his hips and thrust upward, making Ryou moan in pleasure.

Ryou pushed down to meet Bakura�s rhythm and cried out every time his prostate was hit head on. Bakura had had enough of this and flipped them over so he was now on top. He placed his hands behind Ryou�s shoulders and lifted his torso up more. The angle he was in added to the pleasure and Ryou couldn�t help beg for more.

�Harder-�

Bakura grunted as he thrust harder into Ryou, fulfilling his pleas. Ryou drug his nails along Bakura�s back as he met thrust for thrust. Bakura placed his hands on Ryou�s thin shoulders and pushed the lithe body down as he thrust forward. Bakura�s strong hands on his shoulders kept Ryou from being pushed forward by the rough thrusting. He wrapped his legs around Bakura�s waist and moaned out words of encouragment.

�More- faster-� Bakura once again fulfilled the desperate pleas, and Ryou felt himself reaching his climax. Bakura added a few more hard thrusts and Ryou couldn�t take the pleasure anymore as he reached his end, shouting his pleasure. He fell back against the bed limp as Bakura thrust a few more times to his tingling prostate and climaxed. Ryou moaned as he felt Bakura�s essence travel through him, warming his body. Bakura collapsed on top of him, sighing in content. A few seconds later, Bakura was snoring.

Ryou gently rolled Bakura off of him and pulled the covers up tight around them. This coupling was so much more enjoyable the first, and Ryou hoped that many more nights like this were to come. As much as he didn�t want to admit it, he�s starting to fall for his Viking captor. With a short yawn, he cuddled up next to Bakura, listening to the gentle heartbeat beneath his ear.

Yami got up from his bed silently, looked over at Yugi who had his back to him. His breathing was easy, so he must be asleep. With that known, Yami dressed in his furs and tiptoed out of the tent. Yugi had heard him get up and get dressed. So he quickly followed Yami out of the tent, staying a good distance behind him. Yami stopped at a tent. Ryou was right. Yami WAS going to go see Bakura!

Yami entered the tent and Yugi hurried over, quickly peeking through a hole in the flap. Everything was in perfect view. He saw Bakura laying in bed, with Ryou naked laying next to him. Naked?! Yugi repeated the thought in his head. Deciding he didn�t want to think about that right now, he focused his attention on Yami.

Bakura was extremely pale, Yami noticed. Yami looked over at Ryou, making sure he was asleep. After that, Yami sat next to Bakura. He looked down at his brother, a soft sigh escaping him. Bakura�s breathing was shallow and his lips were somewhat chapped. He placed his hands on Bakura�s forehead, feeling the fever. Bakura just had a bad head cold, but for some odd reason, the cold takes it�s toll on him.

The cold might kill him at any time. And because of this, Yami was constantly worried aboim. im. Marik could pretty much handle things on his own. But Bakura...Bakura needed him. As much as Bakura didn�t want to admit it, he knew. Bakura was the weakest baby out of all three of them, but grew into a powerful warrior. That much was obvious. Yami ALWAYS had to keep an extra eye on Bakura, and try to avoid him getting sick. Yami sighed and reached his hand down, stroking Bakura�s bangs out of the way and watching them slowly fall back into place. Bakura murmured something and shift his body to the side, his back towards Ryou.

Yami snapped his hand away, thinking he woke Bakura up. That�s all he needed was to get caught in the act. But Bakura breathing was even as he still slept. Yami gave silent sigh of relief before turning away and heading for the tent flap. Yugi saw him coming and tumbled backwards, realizing he had nowhere to hide himself. Yami was going to see him! Yugi was ready to take off in a run, when he felt his tunic front started to cut of his air. He was yanked backwards and slammed to the ground, with Yami standing over top of him. The moonlight cast a dark shadow from his hair around his eyes, giving him the look of a pure demon. Those crimson eyes glared threatening down at him.

�What are you doing out here?� Yami asked calmly, yet firmly. Yugi trembled, remembering Ryou�s words that Yami would kill him if was caught. He couldn�t find his voice to speak, he was to scared. �Following me, I presume.� Yami crossed his arms.

�I-I-I w-won�t t-tell an-anyone! I-I prom-promise on m-my life!� Yami grabbed one of the swords by Bakura�s tent and raised it over his head, ready to strike. Yugi covered his head and shut his tightly, waiting for the deadly blow. But it r car came. Cautiously, he lifted his head up to look at Yami. Yami had lowered the sword to his waist, and had a stern look on his face. He gave a sigh.

�Let�s go back to the tent.� Yugi eyes widened in surprise. He thought for sure he was going to met his end a few minutes ago, now Yami wanted him to come back to the tent! Tristan and Jou were right, he wasn�t so bad. Yugi nodded and followed behind Yami all the way back to the tent. Yami didn�t say anything to him the whole way. He must be angry.

When they got back to the tent, Yami immediately plopped down on his bed. He threw of the wolf skin shawl and covered his lap with the bed furs. Yugi sat down on his �rag bed� as he called it. Being nothing more than a flap of cloth and a patched up blanket. He stared at Yami, who looked like he was deep in thought. Yugi was waiting for him to say something. And he did.

�Even if you tell somebody, Yugi, they won�t believe you. My word overpowers yours by far. So there was really no necessary need to kill you.� Yugi blinked a few times, but nodded.

�Thank you, sir.�

�Hm. If you can, forget what you saw tonight.� Yugi rubbed the back of head, wondering if he should speak his thoughts. He had figured everything out as he watched Yami show concern for Bakura. Yami might get angry at him if he said anything, but, maybe it will open his eyes to it. He should ask first.

�Um, may I say something, sir?� Yami raised and eyebrow, but gave a nod. Yugi twiddled his fingers nervously, looking down at them. �I-I think I know why your brothers pester you so much.� Yami�s brows went up in surprise.

�Do tell.�

�Well, the way I see it is, that they are craving for your attention.� Yami laughed.

�I seriously doubt that, Yugi! They pester me because the want to! They just like seeing me angry!� Yugi shook his head.

�That�s not it. If you say they always bothered you when you were kids, and you wanted nothing to do with them, then that just proves my point. They want something to do with YOU. Any young child wants the attention of the oldest one. Your brothers probably looked up to you, but you never gave them a chance to show it. I think the idea about them just making you angry for the fun of it is really just a way to get a reaction out of you. If you show you don�t care for or notice them, then they are going to try and find ways to make you. If they pester you to get you angry, they just want a reaction from you, and I bet they feel that�s all they CAN get out of you. And for them, it�s better than nothing.�

Yami just sat there, taking in all of Yugi�s words. What he said made a lot of sense. When they were growing up, he was ALWAYS trying to find ways to avoid his brothers. He was always pushing them away. When he thinks back on that now, and thinks about Yugi�s words, everything makes sense.

�You know, sir,� Yami looked at him again. �Maybe if you showed your brothers face to face that you care for them, and not try to hide it, I think they will tone themselves down.� Yami brows drew together.

�You think so?� Yugi nodded.

�It just might work. It wouldn�t hurt for you to play �big brother� for them once in awhile.� Yami smiled at Yugi�s words. Everything the boy just said opened a window to him. If his brothers are annoying for the reasons Yugi said, then he has himself to blame, since he caused it. What would it hurt? It would make his mother happy. And besides, when they enter Valhalla, they can still go their separate ways yet met up again every night to feast with Odin. It had its possibilities.

�You know what Yugi, I think you�re right.� Yugi smiled. They were making progress! �But, how do you know all about this? I thought you said you never had any siblings.�

�Well, I don�t. But, I�ve seen a lot of it from back in my village. I grew up around it, and over the years, you learn.� Yami smiled gently.

�Yugi, I think I�m going to put your words to the test.� Yugi grinned. �I�ll start tomorrow.�

�That�s wonderful, sir! I�m sure your brothers will be very happy!�

�Call me Yami.� Yugi cocked his head to the side.

�What? You don�t want me to call you sir?� Yami shook his head.

�No. You�ve opened my eyes to a few things today. You work pretty fast. You�ve gained my friendship and your stats as servant just raised a bit higher. One to that of Jou�s.� Yugi couldn�t believe his ears! He was so happy! He could finally becomes friends with Yami just like Jou and Ryou have! Yami flipped the fur blanket down and motioned Yugi to him. �The night is cold, and you deserve a warm place to sleep.� Yugi raised an eyebrow. He hoped Yami wasn�t thinking about doing with him what Seto does to Jou. He flushed, making Yami chuckle. �Don�t worry about that. Just lay next to me, I enjoy the company.�

Yugi nodded, seeing as how cold it was, and the warm bed DID look very inviting. So he got up and crawled in next to Yami, snuggling into the furs. Like Yami promised, nothing happened, and soon he was asleep. Yugi smiled, glad that he could help Yami out somewhat. Lulled by Yami breathing the warmth of the furs, Yugi drifted off into sleep.

End chapter 5

Sorry it was so long! In the next chapter, the hunt goes wrong, a bad morning after, Yami starts to warms up to his brothers, and finally a YamixYugi lemon! Stay tuned!! ^^v
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