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Not mine. If they were Bakura would have won his duels instead of being defeated by, for example,
a God Card. And Yami would have acknowledged that Bakura had a legitimate grievance…I mean hello,
the Pharaoh’s soldiers committed genocide on his village.
Warning:
Tendershipping with Ryou seme
This
is AU, seriously so
Chaos-chick3
The thing is I don't have too much about how Yami and Yugi interact before Shadow and
Seraph ‘come out’ so to speak. But Yugi does think a lot about the new deference Yami
keeps on showing him. I mention other Adepts, and Seraph fully intends to take the excuse
to probably cripple Solar for what he did to Shadow. Bakura will explain about ki during
the first lesson he gives Yugi, but it's just the energy generated when a soul is in a body.
:blah:
= hikari to yami telepathy
-blah-
= yami to hikari telepathy
-Aibou,
could we go to visit Shadow and Seraph today?- Yugi wished that Yami would just
use their names, and he really didn’t get why Yami was so interested in
them, why he was making such a fuss about the way Ryou acted towards Bakura. He
hadn’t cared that much when they were afraid Bakura was hurting Ryou.
:No
mou hitori no boku. I’ve got homework and the rest of the gang’s coming around
for a homework party. We can’t go visit them.:
-Then
why not call them, and ask them to join you? You invited Seraph sometimes when
he was pretending to be Ryou.- Yami was being much more persistent than he
would be on something like this normally. Strange since he’d become less
insistent in other things.
:I
don’t like Bakura, don’t like him, don’t trust him. You don’t like Ryou
anymore.:
-He
isn’t...never mind. Please aibou, can’t you at least call them?-
:No!:
Yugi only realised how harsh he’d sounded when he felt Yami almost flinch away
in his mind. His other self shouldn’t be reacting like that. But he had ever
since Bakura’d started appearing at school. It wasn’t fair that the tomb robber
got his own body and Yami didn’t. Wait a second, if Ryou had somehow managed to
give Bakura his own body couldn’t he do the same thing for Yami? :Are
you trying to get on their good side so they’ll give you a body of your own mou
hitori no boku?:
-I...I
hadn’t even thought about it.- He sounded hesitant again, something that was
happening far too often for Yugi’s taste since Bakura’d stopped trying to kill
them all. -I don’t trust Seraph enough to ask him. Not now that I know he’s
been lying to us and pretending to be someone he isn’t for a year. I...he was
unnerving even before that, especially after we learned there was a spirit
sealed in the Ring.- Yami’d always been unhappy about Yugi’s loose friendship
with Ryou, he’d even gone so far as to try and kill both of them, Ryou, and
Bakura through him once or twice, but he’d never explained why he didn’t like
Ryou and Yugi’d just assumed it was a stranger thing, then about Bakura. -Now
he terrifies me.-
:Terrifies
you? Why?: He’d never known Yami to be scared except for his sake, not and
admit it so freely.
-I
can’t explain it. But he told you that his Light Magic is stronger than my
Shadow Magic, and he can use Shadow Magic too, as well as his healing
abilities. I know you’ve been scared of me at times for how inhuman my use of
Shadow Magic makes me. I think it’s the same thing in part. And Seraph told
us that he’s an assassin, he’s killed a lot of people, and he sounds proud
of it.-
:Then
why are you so insistent on treating him like a friend, inviting him here?:
Ryou was his friend, but from what Yami said he didn’t share the
sentiment.
-I’m
not. I want Shadow to know he could have friends, one at least, and I doubt
Seraph will allow him to come alone.- It felt almost as if Yami was pouting, or
sulking. -You seem to feel the same way about Shadow that I feel about Seraph,
one’s a necessary evil to have much contact with the other.- He...was right.
Yugi was reluctant to accept it, but Yami was right.
:You
can phone them and invite them over then.: And he retreated to his soul room,
if Yami managed to find their number, and actually use the phone, then persuade
them to come over...he wouldn’t complain. And he’d even talk to Bakura if that
happened. Yugi felt a little bit smug over how he’d made sure he wouldn’t have
to deal with the tomb robber while appearing to give Yami a chance at what he
wanted.
Then
Yami did something he hadn’t expected. Yugi’d assumed his pride would have kept
him from asking anyone for help and admitting that he didn’t know how to use
even the simplest of modern technology. He went looking for Jiisan, not Kaasan,
she didn’t know about the Millennium Items, but Jiisan.
“Jiisan,
do you have time to help me?” Yami’d found him in the Game Shop, and Yugi hoped
he’d say no. Yami would have to accept that.
“What
do you need Yugi?”
“It’s
Yami, and could you help me phone Bakura Ryou please?”
--0--
Yami
knew he was blushing as he asked for help doing something that his hikari and
all his friends considered as simple as writing a letter had been back in his
time, but he wouldn’t let his pride get in the way of trying to reach out to
Shadow. If he could befriend him, show him that he had alternatives he might be
able to get the other yami out of what he was convinced was an abusive
relationship.
“Why
isn’t Yugi doing this for you?” Normally his hikari dealt with all of ordinary
life, and Yami was mostly content to have it so. If he ever resented it that he
only truly lived when Yugi allowed it he would never allow it to show.
“H-he
doesn’t like Shadow, and I want to invite both Shadow and Seraph to study with
us.” Jiisan didn’t understand. “Seraph is Ryou’s real name, and Shadow is the name
of the Spirit of the Ring.”
“The
same spirit who’s tried to kill you? I can see why he’d be worried.”
“I...it
isn’t like that. Shadow won’t be trying again. He was allowed one year to try
to get all the Items and ‘lay his people to rest’ is how Seraph put it. And
that year is up. I trust him to teach Yugi to fight without Shadow Magic.” And
that had been the best argument he could make, because Jiisan guided him
through the intricacies of making a phone call, so he’d be able to do it
himself in the future.
“Thank
you Jiisan.” He smiled at the old man and turned his attention to the phone.
“Hello?”
Yami was relieved that Shadow’d answered, not Seraph.
“Hello
Shadow, it’s Yami. Yugi is having a homework party with his friends, and I wondered
if you and Seraph would like to come?” Yami couldn’t understand why the idea of
seeing Shadow again, even if it was just through Yugi, was so appealing to him,
or why he was so nervous about making this call.
“I’m
sorry, we can’t. Seraph-sama’s off on a hunting trip to stock up on meat for
us, and I’ve got a whole bunch of cooking to do. We did all our homework last
night. Besides, my hair’s absolutely soaking. Perhaps another time?”
“I
see. Next time Yugi decides to do this I’ll try and get him to issue
invitations to you two in advance.” Which would only happen if he knew about
it, but he could try. “What about after your hair dries? Will you be able to do
anything then?”
“Ah,
no. Since he’s off on a hunting trip Seraph-sama activated a set-spell on the
house. I can’t leave until he takes the spell down, unless I’m in imminent
danger from being in here.”
“Set-spell?
No, I don’t want to know, do I?” Yami quelled the outrage he felt at the way
Seraph had simply imprisoned Shadow for however long he was away. He knew he
was finding any excuse to keep Shadow on the phone, and he didn’t know why, but
he didn’t really care either.
“Probably
not.” Laughter filled Shadow’s voice as he answered. “And before you think
about coming around to offer me company, the other thing the set-spell does is
keep out anyone with magic of any type even half so powerful as mine, and
anyone with a ki-level more than half mine. That is half mine under normal
circumstances. Seraph’s being paranoid I think, but if it makes him happy...”
Yami didn’t think he could accept living like that, but Shadow found
it...funny? “I have to get started on my cooking if I want to get it all done
in time.”
“Right,
bye then.” And he slowly put the phone down.
-Well
aibou, it looks as if you’re getting what you wanted.- Yami was not
going to broadcast his disappointment, but at least Yugi would be happy.
:Yeah,
what was that about getting me to ask the psychos to our next study session?:
Yugi took control again as he spoke to Yami.
-Who
is the best student in your class?- A question that Yami already knew the
answer to.
:Kaiba,
or Ryou, depending on the subject.: And Yami was sure that in a few weeks
Shadow would be one of the best. :I hadn’t thought of that. But Bakura said they’d
already done their homework.:
-It
sounded like that was because they already had plans for today. If they get an
invitation next time they might put it off until everyone gets together.-
:Maybe...:
Yugi didn’t say anything else, turning his attention to Jou, Anzu and Honda
when they arrived.
--0--
It
was no fun using magic of any sort to hunt Ryou mused as he slowly made his way
closer to the herd. He’d resorted to magic to grab a yellowfin tuna from a bait
ball, emerging from the Shadow Realm inside the school, and grabbing the
nearest fish before returning to the Shadow Realm, taking it to his and
Shadow’s Light guarded sanctuary to gut and set preservation spells on. He
didn’t really like going after fish, he only did because Shadow asked him to.
But for this hunt he’d take his time, without magic. He moved the same way the
deer did, as much as possible, freezing when the herd did, and moving slowly
and quietly otherwise. The deer wouldn’t really notice him if he wasn’t moving
when they looked up, and they tended to freeze when they did. He’d lost one
kill already by not realising they the wind would shift, so he’d been upwind of
the herd, and they’d caught his scent, fleeing before he was close enough to catch
one. This time he was staying downwind, and he didn’t think it was going to
shift anytime soon.
Now!
He was close enough to the edge of the herd. He ran out and jumped onto a
low-ranked buck on the outskirts where there was little to forage, breaking the
neck swiftly as the herd scattered. He swung the body over his shoulders and
returned to their sanctuary, to clean his latest kill, mind reaching out to
check on his Consort as he did almost automatically. Shadow was still busy
preparing the bread dough and noodles, Ryou usually left him alone in the house
when he needed to do that, because if he didn’t he knew that he was all too
likely to distract his Consort and demand his attention, and Shadow would
comply - resulting in disaster as far as their food went.
:How
would you like me to split up the meat, and what do you want me to bring back
with me my pet?:
-Half
in steaks of half a kilogram, half in smaller chunks, bagged to half kilogram
mass. Bring back six kilos each of fish and red meat, half as steaks, half as
chunks. The organs...what did you get Seraph-sama?- He sounded almost
dismissive, meaning he had to be very distracted. Shadow normally paid
total attention to Ryou, and to his needs and desires, so much that at times it
was almost smothering.
:I
caught a yellowfin tuna for your fish and a deer for the red meat.:
-Then
keep the organs, but bring back the deer’s heart please Seraph-sama.-
:If
that’s what you want. I’ll leave you to your baking.: And he began the slow process
of butchering his kills. It took up about three hours to get the animals broken
down the way Shadow had asked, but that didn’t matter, any more than it
mattered that he was covered in blood at the end.
A
quick check confirmed that Shadow had finished with his cooking, and turned to
working on his firewall code, but there was a vague regret that didn’t quite
make sense.
:Do
you need any of the meat left out?: Ryou returned from the Shadow Realm in the
kitchen, noting the comforting smells of stew and bread baking.
-Yes,
leave one bag of chopped up tuna and the deer’s heart out please Seraph-sama.-
Ryou knew that his Consort was about to put everything aside to join him,
but...
:Just
keep on with your work Shadow. I need a shower and bath first, I’m covered with
blood.:
-Then
I’ll go and heat the furo up for you. So that it’s warm when you get in. Just
leave your clothes in the kitchen, no point in trailing blood through the
house. It would cause far too many questions.-
:Fine.:
Ryou had to laugh sometimes at the way his yami would take over when he thought
Ryou needed it, despite his firm belief in his own inferiority. Then, it was
always to take care of Ryou in the little, homely things, and it seemed to
reassure Shadow that he was cared about when Ryou allowed it. He shrugged
mentally and turned to putting the meat away. The blood had dried enough by the
time he’d finished that he wouldn’t have been trailing it through the
house anyway, but he indulged Shadow’s worries and undressed, with Shadow
entering the kitchen to pick the clothes up just as he left it.
The
shower wasn’t quite enough to cleanse the blood from his hair, so he resorted
to his magic to burn it away, carefully before getting into the furo to relax
and think about his Consort. He didn’t expect Shadow to have had any trouble,
but...
:Shadow,
how was your day?:
--0--
Bakura
glanced quickly at the stew he’d been preparing, it was fine, another hour or more
cooking wouldn’t hurt it, but he had to take the bread out in half an hour.
Seraph was unlikely to be out of the bath that soon, but it would taste just as
good cold, or just warm as fresh from the oven. He looked over at the clothes
Seraph had left on the floor. Black denim, all of it, easy enough to clean,
better than leather for certain, and it showed blood far less than other
colours did. It was a fallacy that red would hide blood, it hid it well enough
when it was wet, but once it dried the blood started to show he mused as he put
the blood covered clothes in the laundry sink, filling it with cold water and
leaving it to soak, adding the ice Seraph had removed from the freezer to fit
the meat in, to chill the water even further. Seraph hunted barefoot ever since
he’d ruined a pair of sneakers that Amane had chosen for him before she died in
a hunt. He started from his tasks when he heard Seraph contact him.
:Shadow,
how was your day?:
-Mostly
just the usual, but...the Pharaoh called just after I’d washed my hair. His
hikari and their friends were all getting together to do their homework, and he
wanted to invite us to come along.- Bakura was still in two minds on how he
felt about that. It was nice in a way to have someone trying to get his attention,
but he couldn’t help but suspect that at least part of it was Yami’s desire for
a body of his own. And he was certain that a good part of Yami’s desire for
their company was the knowledge of how smart Seraph was.
:Did
you want to go then?: There was no hint of apology, in Seraph’s mind, not that
Bakura would ever expect it from him, just a distant curiosity.
-A
bit, but running the household comes first, and anyone who cannot understand
that is foolish. I told him a bit about the set-spell you leave on the house
while you are hunting.-
:You
cooked too much for just us. Do you want to invite the others over for dinner?:
Did he? There was no point in wasting the stew, and while the bread would keep
he needed to cook the deer’s heart tomorrow if it was to be any good...
-Please,
yes, Seraph-sama.-
:Go
ahead then. Tell them to arrive in an hour and a half, that should give me time
to brush out your hair, and the bread time to cool.: A bit too much perhaps,
but he could put the bread back in the ‘cold’ oven after half an hour or so.
-As
you wish Seraph-sama.- He could leave the clothes as they were, so he did, and
found the phone.
“Hello?”
It was Yugi’s grandfather and guardian who answered, which shouldn’t have been
too much of a surprise.
“Mutou-san,
this is Bakura, might I speak to Yugi-dono?”
“What
is it about?” He was rightfully suspicious of Bakura’s motives.
“When
he learned that Yami had contacted me while he was out, Seraph-sama suggested that
I invite Yugi-dono and his friends over for dinner, in an hour and a half. Will
that be permissible Mutou-san?” His voice showed the slight uncertainty he
felt, knowing how Yugi thought of him.
“You
can ask.” And he left Bakura waiting while he got his grandson.
“What
is it Bakura?” Slightly impatient, but not actively angry. He could work with
that.
“Seraph-sama
has returned from his hunt, and he wished me to invite you and your friends to
eat with us, in an hour and a half. Do you wish that?”
“What
did you cook?”
“Stew,
and a number of different breads. We tend to eat Western style meals about half
our evenings. There is more than enough to satisfy even Jounouchi’s appetite, I
promise.” Bakura let his voice go lightly teasing on the last sentence. “I
think that is one reason Seraph-sama wished me to offer this invitation, I
prepared far too much.” Not that he wouldn’t be able to reheat and reuse it,
freezing portions from what was left if they ate alone.
“I’ll
ask the others.” Bakura could hear Yugi shouting at his friends to find out if
they wanted to eat with Seraph and with him. He finger-combed his hair as he
waited for their decision, echoing the essence of the conversation back to
Seraph, and leaving him access to Bakura’s senses.
“Yes,
we’ll be there in an hour okay?”
:Invite
them to bring their completed homework with them, to compare.:
“Yes,
Seraph-sama should be out of the bath by then. He thinks you should all bring
your completed homework along, so we can compare answers?”
“Sure.
See you then Bakura.”
“Bye.”
--0--
Ryou
climbed out of the furo far sooner than he’d have liked, deactivating the
set-spell that kept the water at exactly the right temperature. A quick weaving
of Light Magic dried him and he pulled on a brown yukata.
:Come
to our bedroom Shadow.: When his Consort arrived Ryou was waiting on the bed,
and Shadow came to kneel in front of him.
“No,
get up and lie on the bed.” He’d found out that this was the easiest way to
brush out Shadow’s hair, and when he was ten he’d figured out that it was
guaranteed to send him into a half-asleep state where he was perfectly relaxed.
So, before he started... “Is there anything in the kitchen that needs your
attention now?”
“No,
I’ve just taken the bread out to cool. The stew can be served any time in the
next three hours, it won’t affect the taste.”
“Good.”
And he began to brush his yami’s hair, starting at the very ends, working the
tangles out there, and slowly moving up. It was very relaxing, almost a
meditative exercise, and the happy, contented sounds Shadow made were like the
music some of the new agers used to aid in meditation. So he continued even after
he’d gotten rid of the tangles, and it came as a surprise to both of them when
the doorbell rang to announce Yugi and his friends.
“I’ll
get the door, you just come down when you’re ready.” Ryou patted Shadow gently
on the back as he spoke, leaning over to sweep aside his hair and kiss the nape
of his neck. Then he walked down to open the door. He leaned against the frame,
smiling lazily as he greeted the children.
“Hello,
come in. sorry about taking so long to get to you, but we were a bit...occupied.”
The innuendo was so blatant that not one of them missed it. Then Shadow came
down the stairs, perfectly composed in his black yukata, twisting his hair up
in a knot.
“Tell
me when you wish to eat. I can serve our meal at any time.” He explained as we
went to the living room, picking up our bags there. “Or, if you would rather I
could serve now, and we can eat in here?”
“Up
to you lot.” Ryou really didn’t care. Shadow wasn’t clinging to him at the
moment, because it was Yugi here, not Yami he assumed, but he was staying as
far away from the young duellist as he could and be polite. “Just remember to
be careful about not getting food on your homework if you want it now. And stew
is quite messy.”
“But...I
could bring some of the breads in, to snack on if you want. Some of it’s plain,
but mostly it’s the more fancy bread, herb bread with basil, garlic, rosemary,
thyme, parmesan, and beer; orange and cranberry bread with walnut; some bread
with eggs and poppy seed; another with honey and whole wheat; one with tomatoes
and olives; another with pepper and red onion...truth they’re almost a meal in
and of themselves, but please leave room for the stew. And I’ll leave the plain
bread for eating with it, if that is what you wish.”
“Well
thought my pet, go and cut slices of all those breads, then. And bring in some
butter too.”
“Yes
Seraph-sama.”
“How
did your hunting go anyway Ryou?” Yugi was the one who made the polite inquiry
as they got their books out.
“I
got a yellowfin tuna, about 150 kilos, and one of the low ranked bucks of a
deer herd.”
“By
yourself? How’d you manage that?” Jou seemed to know how hard that was.
“I
cheated with the tuna. I’m not amphibious like Naiad, so I came out of the
Shadow Realm inside a bait ball, a school of lots of fish, and grabbed the
nearest before returning to the Shadow Realm.”
“Seraph-sama
does not actually enjoy fishing, he only does it because fish are good for you,
and I ask it of him.” As he spoke Shadow carried in a large platter with slices
of the breads he’d made and placed it within everyone’s reach before kneeling
at Ryou’s feet and leaning against his legs where his idle hand could loosen
and stroke his hair.
“So
I do it as quickly as I can, and I’m not above cheating. That’s what using
magic for hunting of any sort is. The deer, now that I killed properly. I
stalked it, using all the camouflage skills I learned short of out and out
magic. Then when I was near enough I jumped on its back and broke the neck.”
“Barehanded?”
Honda sounded impressed, even if Anzu wasn’t.
“Well,
yes. It is possible. When I Work I rarely use a weapon, but I don’t really have
a signature style, not like some of us. I missed my first target because the
wind changed, and I was too far away to catch one without a chase - and that
makes the meat tougher than it has to be.” That was the end of that line of
conversation. They focused on comparing homework, and after eating, on duelling
strategies.
--0--
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