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Whispers in the Dark	By : BlackGargie Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6866 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: For this chappie, you get a
special treat: You get to see Joey and the others� mates, but it will the scene
where the focus is all on their appearances as you all were deprived from
knowing and their background, and also their brief conversation about their
human intended. Oh, as they are amongst themselves, I�ll use �he� instead of
�it�. Enjoy!

P/S: This scene takes place after the mating ritual before
dawn came and before the humans woke from their slumber, so don�t be confused
with this setting

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Don�t plan to, don�t need to

WHISPERS IN THE DARK
�� Seto flew
to the gathering spot where everyone had to meet up before entering in the
Realm of Night. His keen sense of smell found that his best friend was already
there and was waiting for others to arrive. He slowly landed onto a tree branch
before climbing down to meet up with him.
�� Blessed be, brother,� Seto greeted as he came up to him. Yami
turned to his directions and greeted the same. Technically they weren�t real
brothers. Yami and Seth were cousins, which made Seto part of the family as well, as Seth and Seto were twin brothers by a difference of 5 minutes. With
his sun-kissed tan skin, tall and slightly muscular graceful built, his dark
and rich amethyst eyes and spiky tri-coloured hair,
he was the darling of the Whisperers and one of the most handsome of his fellow
Whisperers. If the females were alive today, they would not hesitate to offer
themselves to mate with them, but unfortunately, it was wishful thinking.
�� Even though not every Whisperer was
blood-related to each other except family, it had always been their custom to
address someone as a brother ever since their clan came to being, and
addressing �Lord� to their Head of the Clan, and it didn�t seem like it would
change any time soon. If you were to listen to a Whisperer�s conversation, you
can only hear them whisper to each other, and it wasn�t just one whisper to
another, it was a torrent of whispers to another torrent that overlapped on top
of each other until you cannot tell which was the beginning of the conversation
and which was the end except them alone, and to top it up, they spoke in their
own Whisperer language which sounded like a mesh between Egyptian and Arabic.
Despite the fact that they can understand Human Tongue audibly, they were so
used to speaking their own language that they never really took the time to
learn it verbally, thus the lack of syllables in their Human Tongue. So far
only the Head of the Clan Seth and his middle men was able to speak Human
Tongue fluently.
�� How goes your mating, brother?� Yami asked as he approached Seto
to give him a brotherly hug. No one really knew why Yami
was named after the forests, but rumour has it that
when he was born, his mother was at the forest with his father, the Head of
Clan back then, gathering berries and nuts for dinner and it was his father who
personally helped her with the birth. Unfortunately, due to the Duelist Plague,
she died instantaneously and his father left the clan out of depression and no
one knew whether he was dead or alive. Seth took over the leadership because Yami was not of age that time, and when he was finally of
age, Yami thought Seth had done a better job being a
ruler than he would ever be and had forsaken his right as leader to him. Now he
was no different than any other royal-blooded Whisperer among his fellow royal
friends, being Royal Advisor, second-in-command and best friend alongside Seth
and Seto.
�� It was satisfying. My Puppy said he
enjoyed every moment of it, although I can see that he had a lot of pent-up
emotions within his heart,� Seto replied regretfully.
Unlike his brother, whom they both share the same chocolate-brown hair and
ice-blue eyes, he was a Light-Skinned, which means he had inherited the rare
trait of being fair instead of tan. Such trait was only reserved for people of
higher ranks and royal lineage, and many people thought of him being the better
leader in appearance than his brother, but despite being twins and equally
intelligent, Seto was cold, brash and acted upon whim
and anger, and would sometimes pass judgments based on emotion and not reason.
He was too proud and arrogant and always wanted things his way, and it was
obvious he wasn�t much of a leader, although when the situation really needed
it, he could sometimes work under pressure and pass judgments and give ideas
that are phenomenal, sometimes crazy, but works just as effectively, thus earn
his title as Royal Advisor along with Yami.
�� Puppy?
Since when do you give your mate names?�
�� Yami and Seto turned to see Marik coming
towards them. They couldn�t help but shudder at the sight of him, even though
they�ve been friends for centuries, and were the only ones able to tolerate
him. With dark grayish-silver hair and purplish-blood red eyes, he was the most
feared Dark-Skinned among his fellow friends as he was the Royal Executioner
for Maximillion Pegasus. Any Bad Seed or those
committing serious crimes under the Ethereal Law would be at the mercy of his
execution games, and he would spare at nothing to punish those who dare to even
think of doing the clan wrong. He was nicknamed �Deathly Game Keeper� for his
way of executing his convicts were cruel, malicious and dark, with no means of
cheating or escaping, and no means of winning, and the person in his games
often suffer the wrath of a slow, painful death. If it hadn�t been the war when
the Duelist Phantoms terrorized the world that sent his beloved sister Isis and
brother Odion to their early graves, he wouldn�t have
become as sadistic as he was today. He may be almost humane, if not cynical and
sarcastic on his normal days, but when he goes to executioner mode, you�d go as
far as wish you weren�t alive.
�� What I do with my mate is of my
business, thank you very much,� Seto said as he tried
to maintain his cool amidst the deathly aura given by Marik.
Marik grinned and laughed maniacally.
�� You have always acted a lot upon
your emotions instead of your head. No wonder you�re only Royal Advisor and not
second-in-command.�
�� Bite your tongue, brother!� Yami growled. �Seto is just as
good an advisor as you are in your crazy little executions.�
�� Really? It
seems as if someone else is more of the brains of the outfit than he would ever
be.�
�� Blessed be, brothers. Can you not
get along just for one minute without having to strangle each other�s throat?�
�� Marik
growled at the sight of Bakura as he made his way
through the group. A Light-Skinned like Seto, he
stood out with his mischievous, almost evil, dark chocolate eyes and silver
hair. He, being a minor kleptomaniac, was assigned as one of the finest
infiltrators and retrievers of the Royal Army. Nothing escaped his hands and
eyes once he set a target to it. Any quest given to him to retrieve or steal,
he would do it and provide the most satisfying results. He was so good at what
he did to the point where if Seth asked him to go steal any of Maximillion Pegasus� prized possessions, he might just do
it, if he did not fear the wrath of Marik�s murderous
execution games. So far, Bakura was the only person Marik would even give a damn to listen to because of their
almost similar evil minds of mischief, naughtiness and thirst for danger.
�� So how did your ritual go? Was your
mate beautiful?� Yami asked. Of all the people he
could tolerate, Bakura was the lesser evil.
�� Beautiful? Good Gods of Ethereal,
he�s almost like a little princess waiting to be rescued by a prince charming
like those ridiculous fairy tales those human pups love to read!� Bakura exclaimed as he sat on a nearby rock, stretching
himself. �I almost thought that the humans finally decided to try their luck in
giving us real females to mate with. To be honest, I have never felt even more
aroused than I was just now. And the most unbelievable thing was he looks
almost exactly like me, only more innocent and feminine!�
�� Who looks exactly like whom?�
�� Welcome back, Brother Duke Devlin.�
�� Duke slowly descended from the tree
he landed on and joined his friends. Unlike his fellow Whisperers, he wasn�t considered
a Light-Skinned or Dark-Skinned. He was a Halfling�the first Halfling of the
clan, actually�and the youngest of the five, and the slightly fair skin he had
was entirely inherited from his human �mother�. He even received his surname
�Devlin� from his human �mother�, something to remind him of his other half
heritage. He was born during almost the end of the Middle
Ages and joined the Whisperer clan after being determined by Seth as
Whisperer-dominant. With his long dark hair tied into a high pony tail and his
bangs dangling lazily over his green eyes, he stood out the most of the five
not because of his looks (although he was considerably handsome), but because
of his skin and his wings which were about half the size of a normal Whisperer.
If a Whisperer�s wings expanded to be the size of a big blanket, his wings was
just enough to be an average-sized cloak. Due to his nature of being, he was an
important asset in being one of the middle men between Seth and the human
world, conversing very fluently in Human Tongue with the middle men from the
human side and providing information about any affairs regarding the ritual
with them. Like his fellow colleagues, he had a tattoo shaped like an
upside-down triangle on the underside of his left eye to let everyone know of
his job, and people respected him reasonably because of them.
�� We were discussing about Bakura�s narcissism fetish and his obsession with loving
himself,� Marik replied, sporting an evil grin at Bakura, who in turn shot him a venomous look.
�� I am not fooling around, Marik! And I don�t
love myself that much!� Bakura replied indignantly,
then turned to Duke and continued, �He looks almost exactly like me, mine mate,
but he looks as if he�s a�gentler side of me, a nicer and calmer, a more beautiful side of me. He gave me the most
exhilarating time of my life. I swear I cannot get enough of him. I think I�ve
ravished him about three times before my lust was finally satiated.�
�� Three times?!�
Duke widened his eyes in surprise. �Are you trying to kill him? You know we are
very potent and tend to sire multiples. One time is enough! What were you
thinking?!�
�� Narcissist,� Marik
muttered. �You better be care of heart that it is not your descendant that you
sired a child with. Who knows how many offspring our grandfathers and fathers
have sired before moving on to the White Horizon.�
�� Bakura�s
face paled. He remembered that back then after the Duelist War and the coming
of the Duelist Plague, all the females died and left behind many Whisperer pups
that have yet come to maturity. A Whisperer�s maturity age is between 200 and
250 years old, and humans, being mortal, simply cannot wait for them to grow up
to sire children, so they will have to make do with the next best thing:
relying on their forefathers who were able-bodied to start off the deal. It was
not until nearing the 19^th Century that the pups, Yami and his friends included, had finally matured and were
allowed to take over the job that their forefathers used to do. People of the
Ethereal Clan, reaching at a certain old age in their immortal lives, would
become an entity of celestial proportions and would have to take the long
journey to the White Horizon to live alongside with their fellow celestials
till the end of time. It was no secret that there is possibility that some of
the residents of Domino
Island were descended
from Halflings which, in time, become more human than Halfling, and could be
related to the five.
�� Well, what about you?� Bakura challenged, snapping out of his reverie. �I saw you
coming out of your mate�s window. I noticed that your mate is also slightly
identical to you!�
�� That�s a lie!� Marik
growled as he grabbed Bakura�s throat, threatening to
break it.
�� I�m not. Look at you, you�re
blushing!�
�� Brothers, brothers, it is not wise
to fight amongst ourselves,� Yami said as he broke
the two up. �First of all, can you smell their scent?�
�� Yes, of course,� Bakura replied, massaging his throat. �As a matter of fact,
he smelt like honey-milk.�
�� And you, Marik?
Can you smell your mate�s scent?�
�� Marik
hesitated for a moment before replying, �He smells of blood and dark chocolate
mixed together.�
�� Then it should not be a problem,� Yami replied. �If they smell of nothing, they are
definitely much related to you. It is possible that your mates are part of a
very long string and a very tiny branch of the family tree that they no longer
carry the blood of their Halfling ancestors, thus the smell. There have been
known cases even among the human worlds that at least once in several generations,
a descendant would inherit the exact looks of his/her ancestor.�
�� Well then, Deathly Game Keeper,� Seto said, folding his arms across his chest and smirked.
�Looks like you have met your match. Do tell of your mate, brother. Is he as
sadistic and maniacal as you are?�
�� My Dark Chocolate needs not to be
bothered by your petty questions,� Marik grumbled to
himself, almost little too loudly for everyone to hear. �He�s much more
vulnerable than you can ever imagine.�
�� Now who�s the one who gives their
mate names?�
�� Marik
growled at Seto, daring him to say it again. If it
weren�t for Yami holding Seto
back and Bakura holding Marik,
another blood fight would�ve ensued. As long as Marik
is around, there would never be a day where there were no arguments between
them.
�� Now that you�ve mentioned of your
mates� likeness, I, too, have something to confess,� Yami
said, scratching his chin rather sheepishly. �My mate has a very big
resemblance to me. In fact, I�d go as far as to say that he�s actually a tiny
branch of part of the old sorcerer Gozaburo�s family
tree, whom possibly my grandfather had sired one of Gozaburo�s
nephews, many times removed, thus the resemblance between us.�
�� What?� Duke was surprised. �Now
that�s what I call �narcissism�. Was he in love with himself as well?�
�� No one calls my Light that way. You
cannot imagine how incredible he was during the mating. I almost want to take
him home with me and ravage him some more.�
�� Ugh, discussing your sex life is
never a pleasant matter. You have more drive than Marik
gets from his sadistic executions.�
�� What about you, brothers?� Bakura asked Seto and Duke, as a
few more Whisperers flew down to join them, chattering amongst themselves. �How
were your mates? Were they like you in appearance?�
�� No,� Seto
replied briefly. �My Puppy is his own person.�
�� So is mine,� Duke replied
sheepishly. �Although I have to admit, he is really one wild Soldier. He almost
gave me a black eye.�
�� So that�s your pet name for him?� Marik raised an eyebrow. �It seems that you all have taken
much liking towards your mate to be given pet names. What have Lord Seth spoke
of Whisperers succumbing to emotion?�
�� And you haven�t?� Seto glared at him coldly. �You seem to enjoy your Dark
Chocolate very much.�
�� Brothers, please,� Yami persuaded.
�� Soon, the sun began to slowly creep
out of the horizon. Though Whisperers can withstand daylight, they were more of
a night creature and the heat of the sun can sometimes prove too much of a
strain to their body and eyes. Yami made sure that
everyone was present and accounted for before gesturing them to line behind
him.
�� We shall speak of our mates another
time, brothers. For now, let�s return home. Seto, if
you please.�
�� Seto
nodded and materialized the Millennium Rod given by Seth before he set into the
human world. With a few magic verses, the Rod tore open a portal within Yami Forests, revealing the Sky City of Whisperers among
the many cities of the Realm of Night. One by one, they went into the portal,
spread their wings and flew towards their respective homes.
�� By the last ray of sun illuminating
the island, everyone had gone, leaving no trace of evidence that the Whisperers
were ever there.

A/N: Well? How do you guys like it so far? I hope it�s
satisfactory. Neways, I�m gonna
move on soon to the next chappie! Reviews plz!
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