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Usagi sat quietly in his hutch, munching on a
lettuce leaf and watching Lee-Ann finish her homework. Suddenly a slight tapping on the top caught
his attention and he looked up to see a squirrel with brightly rainbow-coloured fur, spiked up and covered in sparkles.
:who are you?:
:got something for
you.: The squirrel giggled and dropped a
nut in the hutch. :eat
that before she takes you out again. And
you don�t know who I am�in fact, you�re not even sure I exist:
Usagi eyed the treat
speculatively before munching it down.
The plotbunny shivered as new ideas began to
bloom.

Title: A Game of Masques
Chapter: 6/?
Author: Lee-Ann Shadowdancer (AKA
Silvershadowfire)
Rating: This chapter � PG-13. NC17 for later lemons and violence.
DISCLAIMER:
I don�t own YuGiOh, - the story is mine.

Note: They�re both psycho is this one, but just to
keep them straight, Malik is the violent psychotic �yami� and Marik is the sociopathic �hikari�.
Note 2: Remember that Ludus
in Yugi�s given name in this fic. It means �Game� in Latin.
Note 3: Review replies and special thanks are at
the bottom.

Chapter 6 � Shopping Trip!

Motou Kyoshori paced in the
antechamber of his boss� office, silently fuming. Four days.
It had been four days since Yami had vanished; where the hell had the
boy gone? He�d turned over every stone
in Domino, but to no effect. All of
Yami�s schoolmates said they hadn�t seen him � nor did they know of any friends
the boy might have gone to. Damned
ungrateful brat � how dared he defy his punishment!
But he had gone as far as he dared alone without bringing
the police in on the matter � and that would not do. People today had no idea of how to properly
discipline a child � if the media got hold of this, or some bleeding-heart
liberal group, his reputation would be smeared.
But he still needed help, someone with influence beyond Domino.
His company - KameMototu
Industries � was a subsidiary to Kaiba Corp, one of the largest companies in Japan. And much as Kyoshori personally disliked the boy
who had taken over the company after Kaiba Gozoboro
had stepped down, he couldn�t deny that Kaiba Seto was one of the greatest and
most powerful men in Japan
right now. He had been raised correctly
� Gozoboro was not the sort to allow for any of this Doctor
Spock shit � and would, if approached correctly, no doubt help with finding
Kyoshori�s wayward son.
�You may go in now.�
The secretary informed him � Kyoshori nodded curtly and took a deep
breath before entering. Businessmen were never ruffled or upset.
As soon as he stepped in the room, Kaiba Seto snapped
�What do you want, Motou-san?�
Inwardly snarling at the lack of repect
in this whelp�s tone, Kyoshori approached the heavy oak desk calmly. �I am sorry to disturb you, Kaiba-sama, but I have a problem that I require your assistance
with.�
�Really.� Kaiba sounded bored. �I haven�t got the time to help you find your
brat, you know. I have a company to run,
and so do you.�
Kyoshori growled silently. He should have known Kaiba would have his ear
to the ground. �I understand. I simply wished to humbly request you to send
word to your people around Japan,
and maybe a description, so that if anyone sees him�after all, he has no street
sense. The boy cannot survive on his own.�
�It is not my fault you raised him to be weak.� Kaiba snapped. �If you�ve got a picture, leave it with me
and I�ll see what I can do � when I have the time.�
�Thank you, Kaiba-sama.� Kyoshori slid a picture of Yami across the
desk and bowed before leaving the room, keeping his urge to snarl under
control. As soon as he left the room, he
spat to one side to get the taste of groveling off his tongue.
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Seto had no time to react to the sudden appearance of two
people in his office, both dressed in robes of dark indigo. One held up a golden rod, the Eye on the
artifact glowing brightly. Seto�s eyes became blank blue orbs as his mind was overcome
by the power of the Sennen Rod. Marik stalked over to the desk, ignoring the
mortal completely.
�That him?� Malik lowered the Rod now that control had
been established. He glanced over at his
twin.
�Yes and no.�
Marik answered, glancing at the picture he had taken from Seto�s desk. �He
kind of looks like Ludus, but�
�How �kind of?��
�Well, short hair and brown eyes rather than amethyst;
sharper features, not quite so soft�but those are cosmetic changes. I find it hard to believe he would actually
be living undercover as the child of a business man.�
�You never can tell.
After all, if he thought that someone might come after him� And if he was the son of someone important,
it would be easier to get laid.�
�Have you ever met him?
Trust me, Ludus needs
no help in that department.� Marik
smirked at the photo. �At any rate, it is a lead. Shall we go check out his house?�
�Hold on.� Malik
held out the Rod, focusing its power on Seto.
�You will use all your resources to find �Motou
Yami.� Understand?�
�Yes.� Seto�s voice was flat.
�Good.� Malik
smirked at his twin, an evil glint in his eye.
�Let�s go.�
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�Come
on, Yami!� Yugi laughed as they left the
train station at the Tokyo
Megamall.
Yami smiled slightly, infected by Yugi�s enthusiasm. The demon - who looked
fully human again, and a young, hyper human at that � ran ahead and bounced
back, taking Yami�s hand and pulling him along.
After
his conversation with Yugi he hadn�t quite fallen asleep again, but instead had
drifted into a kind of relaxed half-daze, reveling in the fact that he was
actually being held by his secret love.
They had talked for a while longer, just about inconsequential things.
When
Yami had let slip that he had not been out at a mall since he was nine � and in
fact, hadn�t gone shopping or to an arcade, or as Yugi so succinctly put it,
done anything fun since then, Yugi
had insisted they spend the day at the mall.
Yami had to admit he needed clothes � but he felt a
little guilty using Yugi�s money.
�NO BROODING!�
Yugi grinned playfully to take the sting out of his words. The incubus waved his finger under Yami�s
nose in a mock-scolding manner. �This is
a day of fun. And don�t worry about
money � you need a whole new wardrobe, and I have lots to spare. Come on!�
He steered them to what must be his favorite shop � the
Leather Store. Yami shook his head as
Yugi dragged him inside.
�Yugi��
he started. The demon
ignored him, rushing from rack to rack in excitement. �Yugi!� he tried again,
shocking himself when he actually raised his voice.
�What is it, Yami?�
Yugi asked, looking at him with a confused expression. He was still holding onto a pair of black
leather pants Yami knew he�s never be able to squeeze into.
�I�don�t think that leather is my thing,� he stammered slightly.
�I�m sorry.� Yugi
blushed, lowering his eyes. �I
just�never mind. What store do you want
to go to?�
A decision. Yami blinked�other than his choice to stay
with Yugi, he hadn�t made one of those without Father�s advice since�since he
was twelve. And he had never been
allowed to choose something as significant as his mode of dress.
{Clothes are a
weapon, boy. Never appear in pubic in inappropriate clothing.}
�Earth to Yami.� Yugi waved a hand in front of his face. He snapped out of his memory before it could
overtake his mind completely.
�Sorry, Yugi. Um�I really don�t know what I would
like. I usually wear my school uniform
or a suit.�
�Hmm.� Yugi dragged him out of the store and stood
them in the middle of the hallway. Yami
could make out at least a dozen stores that sold clothing.
�Pick one.� Yugi
gestured grandly. �And don�t think about
what I would like either.� He added, as
though he could read the teenager�s mind.
�Or what your father would like.
This is about you.�
Just like when he had chosen to stay with Yugi. Yami took a deep breath, looking at each
store in turn. Finally he picked a place
that sold clothing similar to what he had on now � jeans and a sweatshirt.
�You got it!� Yugi
grinned.
Four hours of shopping later, they were carrying so many
bags they needed to use a shopping cart �which was currently in danger of
overflowing. Yugi seemed a little bit
tired � Yami was exhausted, but happy.
He didn�t realize that such a simple thing as shopping for his own
clothes could be so � exhilarating. He
pushed the cart with one hand, a Rocky
Road ice-cream cone in the other. He savored the cold treat, not losing a
single drop � he couldn�t remember the last time Mother had permitted him
anything that could be considered �bad� for you. And he hadn�t had Rocky Road since he�d left Jii-chan�s house.
�Gotta go use
the boy�s room.� Yugi tapped the
cart to get his attention. �Meet me at
the food court, okay?�
�Sure.� Yami
nodded, watching the demon sprint off.
He�d never thought of supernatural creatures having to do that�but then,
if something went in�
He blushed slightly.
That brought him around to other�biological thoughts. Another reason he didn�t want tight leather
pants was the fact that he had a hard-on three or four times a day now; usually
when he started daydreaming about his new roommate. Watching Yugi walk was a turn on�and when he smiled, or when his lids drooped in
a sexy expression, or�God. He was
getting hard now. Frantically he willed
his body to behave as he resolutely turned his attention to his
destination.
Yami had time to find a table before Yugi showed up,
grinning from ear to ear.
�Got something for you!� he proclaimed in a
sing-song voice, hiding his hands behind his back.
�For me? But��
�Saw this in the window, and I just had to get it for
you.� Suddenly his demeanor changed
from teasing and mischievous to earnest and almost�nervous. �I hope you like it.� Quickly he brought his hands around, holding
out a box that appeared to be made from solid gold, with strange carvings on
the outside � they almost looked Egyptian.
Yami stared at the gift, not knowing what to say. �Yugi�it�s beautiful.� He managed to stammer. Carefully he took it from the demon, who slid into the seat across from him as Yami placed the
box on the table.
�Open it up.� Yugi
coaxed, watching him expectantly. �I
remembered something you told me on the train, about how much you loved games
and puzzles. I have a whole bunch of
games at home � but I saw this and I thought that you had to have it.�
Yami opened the box to reveal a jumble of golden
pieces. Gently he reached in and pulled
one out, admiring the glitter of the gold and the smooth coolness of the metal. The pieces seemed to glow with a pale aura
under the florescent lights; it reminded him of Yugi dancing, and he felt his
heart give a little flutter.
�Thank you, Yugi.�
He glanced back at the demon.
Yugi smiled that angelic smile of his, eyes dancing with delight. In that instant, Yami was sorely tempted to
just lean over and kiss him.
But then someone knocked the buggy with his clothes in
it, sending them cascading to the floor.
Yami shrieked, dropping the piece back into the box in order to rescue
the clothes.
----- ----- -----
-----
�SURPRISE!�
Yami just about jumped out of his skin when the door to
Yugi�s apartment opened and the wave of sound blasted out.
Yugi just grinned and bowed Yami into the apartment.
Someone had taken advantage of the fact they had been at
the mall to redecorate � candles burned on nearly every flat surface, filling
the air with scent. The kitchen counters
almost groaned with food, and at least half-a-dozen people were watching
him.
Yami gulped. He
wasn�t used to being the centre of attention like this, but at least none of it
felt bad- just a little awkward.
The next few minutes passed in a blur as he was
introduced to all the guests:
A tall blonde with messy
hair in jeans, a white T-shirt and a contagious grin accosted him first.
�Hey, I�m Jounouchi Katsuya �
you can call me Jou if you like. And
this is my sister Shizuka. Nice to meet a new friend of
Yugi�s.�
�Yes, it is nice to meet you.� Shizuka added
softly, bowing. Her hair was a darker
shade than Jou�s and her eyes a strange
green-grey. She was in a short-jumpsuit,
her hair reaching almost to her waist.
Her Japanese was very formal.
Right behind the blond came a
slightly taller man dressed in a white shirt and brown pants, his dark brown
hair done in a single point. �Hey. Name�s Honda � and this is my girlfriend
Miho.� A pretty blonde in a school
uniform with a yellow ribbon tied in her hair smiled at him and waved.
�Yami!� Yugi called, towing two white-haired men who
could be twins towards him. Jou and
Honda backed off to give them room. They were dressed identically in skin-tight
black jeans and midnight blue turtleneck sweaters.
�These are my good friends; Ryou and Bakura.� The former gave Yami a friendly smile � the
latter gave him a wicked grin. �And this�
Yugi pointed a thumb over his shoulder � �is Otogi.� The last turned out to be a black-haired man
with vivid green eyes, dressed like a gamer-punk.
�Nice�to meet you all.� Out of habit, Yami kept his eyes downcast and
tried to smooth out his clothing. No one
seemed to notice his nerves � Yugi took his hand and led him to middle of the
room, where he grinned and put the stereo remote in Yami�s hand. �It�s your party � pick the music.�
Pretty soon things were in full swing. Yami could see none of them were drinking,
but no one seemed to mind � everyone was laughing, talking and generally
enjoying themselves. They also �
especially Otogi, Ryou and Yugi � took pains to make
sure that the teen wasn�t excluded.
As soon as he could, he slipped into the bathroom and sat
on the toilet, trying to gather his whirling thoughts. They had all been so friendly � had it been
just for Yugi�s sake, or had they really meant it?
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-----
�He�s lovely, Yugi.�
The demon turned from watching Jounouchi mock-fight
with Honda to meet Otogi�s eye. Other than Ryou and Bakura, Otogi was the only other demon in the group � like Yugi, he
was an incubus.
�Yes, he is.� The
comment came out sharper than he had intended, but then he had noticed the way
that Otogi had been eyeing the teenager.
�I don�t suppose you would consider sharing��
Yugi growled.
�Don�t even THINK of that. He�s
mine, understand? No-one is touching him
except me. You can just keep your hands
to yourself!�
Otogi�s eyes went huge. �Sorry.
I didn�t mean anything by it.�
Yugi snapped his mouth closed, stomach clenching. �I�m sorry.�
He managed finally. �It�s just�I
can�t bear the thought of anyone with him except me.� He glanced up at his friend, slight shame making his cheeks turn pink. �I shouldn�t have snapped.�
�You�you�re in love with him, aren�t you?� Otogi sounded
shocked.
�Yes.�
�Well, I didn�t expect that.� The incubus grabbed him by an arm and tugged
the smaller demon away from the ruckus and out onto the deck. �Okay�how much did your parents tell you?�
Yugi raised an eyebrow.
�I am fairly familiar with the birds and the bees, Otogi.�
�Not that. I mean
about demon mating practices.�
�Well�� Yugi
paused. �They told me that the chances
of falling in love with a mortal were practically nil��
�Right.� Otogi sighed and
leaned against the banister. �Listen
close, kiddo.�
Yugi didn�t take offence that the term. Compared to Otogi,
who was nearly 1800, he was a kid.
�There is something demons do when they want to mate for
life�it�s a magical blood-bond.
Something like the human�s marriage, but�well, in manifests a little
differently in everyone. And I have no
idea how or if it will work with a mortal.
But the important thing is that right now, any demon could claim Yami if
they could get him away from you. With
the bond, you could use your power to protect him no matter where in the multiverse you are.
And if something happened to him, you would be able to track him down.
�But there is a down-side. Both sides must be willing. If you tried to establish the blood-bond on
Yami unwilling, he would be nothing better than your mindless slave.�
�Does that mean��
�Yes. Ryou and
Bakura told me that Malik and Marik are hunting you. If they catch him, they could bond him
unwilling and use him against you�and vice versa.�
Yugi swallowed. In
the main apartment, he saw that Yami had emerged from the bathroom, and was now
seated between Ryou and Shizuka, eating some
crackers, occasionally giggling at something one or the other said. He looked- almost happy.
�Yugi.� Otogi said,
catching his attention again. �Think
hard. Do you really love him? I know you want him�but is
it really love?�
�Yes.� Yugi
answered, never taking his eyes from the teenager. �I haven�t taken him that way, Otogi. I�m waiting
until he�s ready. But I don�t want
anyone to take him away from me.� He
glared up at the other demon, his voice firming. �No one will ever take him from me.�
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Much later, the guests gone and the apartment cleaned,
Yugi sat on the edge of his bed, watching Yami sleep. The teenager had collapsed after the party,
exhausted from the day and emotional stress; he�d actually fallen asleep on
the couch � Yugi had tucked him into the bed, taking the opportunity to touch
the teen�s soft skin and run his fingers through that silky hair. He could feel himself hardening
as he listened to his love breathe.
{I could make him
mine.} Yugi thought, fiddling with
a sharp-pointed knife in one hand. Otogi had told him the ritual � it was stunningly
simple. {I could do it now, and he would never leave me, and we would be happy
together � I know we would.} A
single drop of blood in Yami�s mouth, a single drop of Yami�s in his, a few
words to focus the binding�{So easy�and
he would be mine, and I would keep him safe and loved for ever and ever.}
Beside him, the teenager began to moan. Yugi�s sensitive nose caught a whiff of
pheromones� Yami was having a wet dream.
{But�even
if I love him, and even if he loves me, would he want to be bound to a demon?
Would he be willing to take the chance that there would be side-effects,
because he is mortal?}
Yami
groaned louder. �Yugi��
he whispered, hands moving jerkily under the sheets as his body
sought release. �God� yes� please.�
{But I would be able to keep him�and he would be
happy, he would, I know he would�and his father would never be able to take him
from me.} The knife hovered over Yugi�s fingers,
waiting to draw his black demon blood, to draw Yami�s.
�YUGI!� Yami screamed in the height of his ecstasy. The demon groaned, dropping the knife on the
floor and burying his hands in his hair.
{I can�t.
That would be worse than what his father did to him�at least then Yami
still had his own thoughts. I want his
love�not the mindless adoration of a spell-bound slave.} Beside him, the teenager fell into deeper sleep
again. Yugi shivered and rubbed his
eyes, suddenly cold, trying to still the guilt at what he had been
contemplating. {I love you, Yami�}

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End
of chapter 6.
Special
thanks to Cha Oseye Tempest Thrain,
my beta, without whom this chapter (and every other chapter) would not be as
good as it is.
Review
Replies: Sixteen again! You guys seem to be liking
this story or something.
Amber
Eyes23: I�m glad you like. There will be a lemon, and don�t worry. I have a few interesting things in mind�just
be sure to read the whole thing!
Black
Scarab: He does have great self-control, doesn�t he? Too bad it driving the poor guy up the
wall!
Shadow-lover:
I hope you continue reading, and here�s the next chapter!
Reshin: Thanks!
Soul
Dreamer: (jumps from being poked) Okay, okay, stop poking, here�s the next
chapter!
Lisa:
(waves hand in front of face)
Hello? I�m glad you�re
enjoying the story, and part of the inspiration for this story was to make Yugi
the powerful/ supernatural/ tougher one.
Sansi:
(glomp) Tomodachi! Thanks so much for the support! (waves to audience and points to Sansi) She�s my second beta!
Yugi
and Mai: Marik is the hikari and Malik is the yami. I try to keep that consistant
though all my fics. Glad you like the story and my descriptions!
Pillywiggin: Sorry, they didn�t�yet. But they will!
Nekostar 2: Yeah, I�m having fun with Yami like this. It�s nice to see Yugi as the support system.
Misoka:
Thanks! And I�m glad you found my
darkness theory interesting. I�ve always
loved the shadows anyway, and the thought of them as the raw material of
creation is actually the basis for a lot of creation myths around the world.
(If you read between the lines)
xxhot-and-sexy-xx: Here you go!
ailisa d. frieson: Here�s more!
Sarah
Costa: Yep, as you can see, Yami�s father isn�t just sitting on his duff
waiting for Yami to come home.
Ladywolf(Terri:
Thanks (blush)
Eternal
SailorM: Yeah, I want to cuddle Yami too�but there�s
this jealous demon I have to get past first�Anyway, here�s the next chapter!
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