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Seraph	By : jessara40k Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1892 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Seraph
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-note
- 6
- 7
- 8
Disclaimer:
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
I'm trying to sort of hint that Yami's been affected by the way Bakura and Ryou
act without explicitly saying so. And as for the bread thing...well I tend to
associate 'expert cook' with 'able to make bread from scratch', and the different
types were to emphasise that.

:blah: = hikari to yami telepathy

-blah- = yami to hikari telepathy

Bakura
wasn�t sure if he was relieved that fewer people were staring at him now that
he wore the school uniform, or if he missed the attention. A Consort who drew
the attention and appreciation of other Adepts was far more valuable an asset
than one who didn�t, so he�d learned how to be desired from the moment he
realised that, to please Seraph, and improve his position. There was no one
here who mattered, no reason to try to appeal to anyone but Seraph, so he
should have been relieved that fewer people were staring at him, but...the
people who still stared at him were
the ones who undressed him with their eyes, and who�d been gaping at them most
when Seraph displayed his ownership.

-Are
you sure I can�t just get qualifications through some sort of home tutoring
Seraph-sama?- It was how he�d gotten up to a level to
be accepted into the school after all.

:No. If I have to do this, you have to. And my
father would get suspicious if he didn�t get reports from my teachers every so
often. It�ll be easier when we get to university, I promise.:

-As
you say Seraph-sama.- He knew that university students
didn�t have to wear these stupid uniforms that were awkward to fight in, so
there was that at least, but he wasn�t entirely sure he wanted, or needed, to
get these qualifications that meant so much to humans. Seraph already had a
very well paid job, and so did he, jobs that were guaranteed until they died.

He
was getting more stares now than he had yesterday, Bakura had a feeling it was
something to do with the way Seraph had styled his hair, up in a high pony
tail, since even Yugi�s groupies had given him strange looks. But he wasn�t
sure why, he�d seen the style in a few historical anime. Or that could be it,
the style was hopelessly old fashioned, but he�d seen it in modern times...on
girls. He just hadn�t realised, but it really didn�t matter as long as Seraph
was happy.

Like
the previous week Seraph hid his collar, and the Millennium Ring using Shadow
Magic before P.E., so they could wear them without any trouble, but this time
when they walked into the gym they found Hitaka had set up boards and suspended
bricks like the ones used in those martial arts displays.

�Bakura,
I believe I was promised a demonstration?� For a moment Bakura thought the
teacher was talking to him, and didn�t understand what he meant, then he remembered that pupils were addressed by familial
name, and the man meant Seraph. This was going to be good.

�Yes
sir. Is there anyone else who can do this sort of thing?� It seemed almost a
rhetorical question as seraph walked over first to the boards, nearly two
inches thick, pressing his knuckles against them, and then punching through
without even bothering to draw his hand back. Then he moved on to the bricks,
smashing them with the edge of his hand, using just three inches to build
momentum.

�If
you can�t do it without the wind-up and momentum to help you then you can�t do it. That�s what I was taught.�

His
attitude rendered Hitaka speechless. Not that Bakura objected, but eventually
he had to take charge of the class again.

�Pair
off as you did last week.� And the man started teaching them again, childishly
simple techniques, meant to avoid doing too much damage, that
assumed possession of strengths the people who needed these lessons didn�t have. Bakura was tall enough, and Honda
didn�t fight his attempts to throw him, so it didn�t matter that he still didn�t
have his full strength, but even with Jou�s cooperation Yugi was just too short
to pull off the throws and other moves that Hitaka was trying to teach them.

�Yugi-dono,
these lessons are useless, you�ll have to forget them anyway when I start
teaching you.� He tried to console the duellist after another failure, one that
hurt him instead of letting him throw Jou, but Hitaka heard him.

�You
don�t approve of the way I�m teaching Hiei?�

�No,
the techniques you�re teaching, they�re fine for the stronger, bigger pupils,
but...� Bakura paused, and then spoke up loudly enough for everyone to hear
him. �How many of the defenders here can�t throw their attacker, even when he�s
cooperating?� Nearly two thirds of the girls lifted their hands, and even two
or three of the boys. �Your techniques assume near parity in size and physical
condition, but that won�t happen in real life. And you can�t teach us what we
need to know. Smaller, weaker means going for killing or
disabling blows immediately, and carrying a weapon.�

�Prove
that you know what you�re talking about child.�

�Then...attack
me twice. The first time...I�ll use your techniques, as long as you don�t let me win with them. The second
time...let me use what I know, what you won�t be permitted to teach. If you have any faith in your teachings that is.�

--0--

Yugi
couldn�t quite believe the way Bakura was challenging Hitaka-san. No one else
would defy a teacher that way, but Yugi had been having problems doing what he�d
been told to, and he wasn�t the only one it seemed.

�I�ll
tell you if he�s letting you throw him or anything Shadow. You do have a point.�
Ryou was smiling coldly as he stalked over to them, after throwing his partner across the gym.

:Do you agree as well Yami?:

-Yes.
I hoped this would be useful, but...I know that you were doing exactly what you�d
been told to do when you were hurt trying to throw Jou. You just don�t have the
leverage it takes aibou.-

:Bakura�s taller than me too, do you think he can
help me mou hitori no boku?:

-I
don�t think he�d have agreed to try if he couldn�t aibou.-
There was that weird hesitance again before Yami continued. -But you can always
ask him after this.-

�You
aren�t really trying.� Ryou�s voice distracted Yugi from his internal
conversation and he looked over to see that Bakura had thrown Hitaka-san.

�What
do you mean Bakura?� Yugi guessed he had a right to sound angry at the
implication.

�A
real attacker, even the thug I assume you�re trying to emulate, would have
centred himself better, you deliberately left yourself
wide open for that throw. Why not have someone else play attacker, someone who
doesn�t have anything invested. That or do it properly.�

�And
you�d know this how?� Hitaka-san had stood up by now, and was trying to use his
height and muscled bulk to intimidate Ryou.

�I�ve
been undergoing treatment for one of the less serious cancers for most of the
past year, I came off the chemo about two months back, and I�ve finally managed
to get back into condition. But...just under two years back I fudged my age to
enter a tournament in Kyoto. I got thrown out for
being �too vicious� and that�s when I told the organisers my age. I didn�t mean to break his spine, and he pulled
illegal moves first.� Ryou�s voice sounded almost plaintive as he finished his
explanation, and Hitaka-san turned pale.

�You...you�re
claiming to be that fighter? How did
you avoid the police?�

�You
don�t need to know that, and the records have been wiped anyway. I know I
displayed the same little party trick I did for you at the tournament. Are you
going to fight properly now?� Mockery laced Ryou�s voice and Hitaka-san
obediently attacked Bakura gain, this time easily forcing the yami to the
ground and pinning him there.

�T-try it my way now?� Yugi couldn�t quite
believe he was hearing the Thief King Bakura stumbling over his words, almost
in fear of a human.

�Yes.�
Hitaka-san seemed slightly flustered as he stood up, and Ryou glared at him so hard he almost
flinched. �Just take a moment to catch your breath.� Ryou seemed to calm down
at that, and moved to help Bakura up.

:Mou hitori no boku...:

-I�ll
sharpen your senses, yes Aibou.-

�Are
you alright Shadow?� Ryou barely voiced the question as he gently stroked
Bakura�s back and pony tail.

�Hai,
it�s an involuntary reaction Seraph-sama, I just have to remember that.� Then
he almost grinned at Ryou. �Gives me some motivation though, doesn�t it?�

�Hai,
I guess it does.� Ryou broke out laughing at that. �I think he�s ready for the
next match Hitaka-san.�

:What are they talking about?: Yugi knew he was
missing something, but he couldn�t see what was making the spirit of the Ring
nervous.

-It
sounds like your teacher was aroused when he was pinning Shadow down, perhaps
he�s been raped in the past.- Yami�s mental voice held a studied indifference,
that told Yugi louder than any words could that this was something that bothered
him.

:In Egypt you mean?: Yugi couldn�t
imagine anyone raping the spirit of the Ring now.

-Yes
aibou, in Egypt.- There was an air of resignation to
Yami�s reply, but it didn�t matter, did it?

Hitaka-san
screamed, and Yugi looked up to see Bakura no longer defending himself, but
doing his best to disable their teacher. Yugi didn�t know why the specific
points that Bakura hit were working so well, but they did work, and Yugi wanted
to be able to do that.

�I
think I�ve won this time Hitaka-san. I apologise for the damage, but the size
difference is enough that in a real fight, unless I was in top condition - and
under most circumstances for those who need these lessons most - my only chance
would be to leave you in enough pain that I�d have time to run away.�

He
didn�t reply, and Ryou came to kneel beside him, using a new sort of magic to
heal him. �You won�t be able to teach for the rest of this class, but you
should be fine by the end of lunch. You didn�t
think to limit Shadow, and he held back a lot, not strength-wise,� Ryou�s
grimace was obvious, �but in technique, he could have killed you easily.� Then
Ryou stood up and took charge of the class himself, focusing on techniques that
worked regardless of strength, according to Yami.

--0--

By
lunch time Ryou was ready to scream.
None of the larger boys had wanted to listen to him, and the jocks had heckled
him until he�d taken all of them on at once, restricting himself to
non-permanent damage with difficulty. He couldn�t believe how stupid they�d
been, he�d admitted to breaking someone�s spine...and they were still giving
him a hard time? And the children who really needed these lessons were no
better, he�d tried teaching them just four
moves in total; two disengages, one nerve point in the lower arm, and one way
to trip someone who had hold of you, he didn�t think any of them would be able
to repeat one of those techniques
even the next day, let alone when they needed it.

�I
never realised just how easy you were to teach before, Shadow.� Ryou kissed his
Consort hungrily and pulled his hair out of its pony tail so he could run his
hands through it more easily as they made their way to the yard.

�It
helped, I believe, that the body you granted me was based on your own
Seraph-sama. This body is vastly superior to my previous one in many things,
rate of healing foremost among them.�

�Yes,
I never realised just how fast I heal, even without the aid of my ki, until I
saw your surprise when your bruises went from purple to yellow inside a day,
and disappeared the day after.� His friends looked astonished at that, either
at the rate of healing, or the fact that he�d never thought it was unusual.

�Yami
asked what your meant by the aid of your ki.� Yugi was
far too reliant on allowing Yami to
think for him in Ryou�s opinion. He could
think for himself, Ryou knew that, he�d seen it, but he seemed to prefer not to
if it had anything to do with conflict.

�First,
ki is the energy generated by the interaction of your soul and your body.
Everybody generates some ki, but with training people can learn how to generate
more then normal - how much more
depends on the person and how much effort they�re willing to put into training,
among other things. If you can control your ki you can concentrate it in
injured areas, and accelerate your own rate of healing, in extreme cases to
near instantaneous, but that�s pretty rare. You can also sort of �feed� your ki
to someone else and that can increase how fast they heal too. But I don�t
advise anyone to do that unless it�s a matter of life and death. Most Adepts
can use ki to some extent, how much varies.�

�And
that�s what you�re going to be teaching me Bakura?� Yugi was looking at Shadow
in a mix of wonder and doubt that annoyed Ryou.

�Yes,
that�s going to be the first thing I teach you, simply because the worse
condition you�re in, the easier it is for you to learn to sense your ki unless
we go the roundabout method of getting you to learn how to sense your Shadow
Magic properly, and then teaching you to be aware of your ki the same way. But
you�ll learn the more purely physical stuff too.�

�But...will
I be any good at that?� Yugi sounded anxious as he set his bag down beside him.
�You said the techniques we were learning in P.E. were useless for me, and Yami
told me I�m too short to get the leverage I needed.�

Ryou
laughed at that, and Shadow joined in as well. Yugi began to look offended, but
that was cute on him and even funnier.

�Yugi,
you�re taller, and broader than Fae, he�s an alpha enhanced Adept of the
Children of the Fairest and he has absolutely no magic. He�s also an unarmed combat specialist, and he could
probably defeat any three other alpha enhanced Adepts in a fight that
prohibited the use of magic.� Ryou nodded to his Consort, letting him pick up
where he�d left off.

�As long as he was permitted to use his ki. Fae�s one of the Adepts
who generates a lot of ki, and uses
it incredibly well. He has so much ki that he looks about twenty, even though he�s more like sixty, and he heals
from broken bones in a few hours, at the outside. There�s
really two options to do well in a physical fight for someone your size. First,
if you have the right body structure - which you don�t - go for muscle mass, learn how to lift weights, really heavy weights.
Secondly, learn to draw on some form of energy, your ki reserves as I plan to
teach you, or Shadow Magic the way Yami does, to enhance the natural strength and
speed of your body.�

�Oh,
right.� Yugi didn�t seem to have anything else to say after that.

--0--

It
was three weeks since Shadow had first started coming to school with Seraph
when he started wearing jewellery again. But he was wearing jet beads in his
hair instead of rubies, and Yami was sure there was something subtly different
about the bracelets and anklets, he just didn�t know what. Yami was sure that meant that the drugs Shadow�d
been given had worn off, Seraph had said something of the sort anyway.

-Aibou,
you should ask Seraph when you can have your first fighting lesson from Shadow,
and where.- Seraph because both the other yami and the
assassin had made it very clear that Seraph was the one they needed to talk to,
even for this.

:Now? And...I thought you
wanted me to get on with Bakura.: Yugi sounded surprised, he didn�t seem to have taken Seraph�s assumptions and behaviour as
indicative of what he should do, and it sounded almost as if he�d finally come
around to being willing to make an effort to get along with Shadow.

-I
do, but...Shadow would just tell you to go and ask Seraph, I�m sure of that
from the way he always reacts when there�s any important
decisions to make. Or even any decisions that affect both him and
Seraph.- It was one of the things that worried Yami about their relationship,
and something that scared him a bit at times about his relationship with his
own hikari. The only times Yami made decisions for both himself and Yugi were when
Yugi was endangered, but Yugi fairly often forgot about the effects his
decisions could have on Yami. It didn�t matter, Yami firmly dismissed his
thoughts, Yugi was the important one anyway, he always
had been.

:I�ll
ask them when they�re together, how does that sound?: There was the air of
someone offering a compromise to make the other happy, even if he was wrong, in
the way Yugi answered. Yami knew that he was right,
Shadow would say they should ask Seraph, but...

-Thank
you aibou.- He wouldn�t start another argument with
his hikari over how unhealthy he felt Shadow�s relationship with Seraph was. He
knew that Yugi had to be getting tired of it, as tired as he�d gotten of Yugi�s old assumption that �Bakura� had been abusing
�Ryou� when it seemed obvious to him that �Ryou� trusted �Bakura� more even than Yugi trusted him. Well, that or �Bakura�
was much stronger than he was, or �Ryou� much weaker than Yugi which was
obviously not the case considering the deep well of power he�d always been able
to sense in the white haired boy.

Come
lunchtime Shadow had curled at Seraph�s feet to eat, leaning casually against
the assassin�s legs. It looked a bit odd, but not too odd considering how fem
Shadow tended to look and act around Seraph.

:Then again...I think I�ll let you talk to them.: And Yugi pushed Yami into control, leaving the
spirit exasperated and almost angry. But it did
give him the chance to see something he hadn�t realised before: Shadow�d
stopped eating when Yugi began approaching them, ready to talk, just as Seraph
had, but once Yami took over he moved to rest his head in Seraph�s lap,
nuzzling at the crotch.

�What
is it Yami?� Seraph sounded half amused, and half...gloating?

�Aibou
wanted me to ask about when he could take his first lesson with Shadow and
where.�

�He
couldn�t ask himself?� The amusement was growing stronger now.

�I
thought he was going to.� Yami
replied with a grimace. �But...he switched places with me before I realised
what he was doing.� Not that Yami thought he�d have been able to refuse his
aibou even if he�d been given the chance to.

�Then
if he can�t be bothered to talk about this with us he can�t complain if the
arrangements inconvenience him.� Seraph sounded annoyed now and Yami couldn�t
blame him. He pulled a card out of the trouser pocket of Shadow�s uniform, lifting his yami into his lap to do so and handed
it to Yami around his Consort�s body. �He should meet us there at nine on
Sunday morning. And he shouldn�t plan on leaving until six in the afternoon. He
might not need all of that time, but just in case...�

�I...see.
When will I have a chance to set up the Shadow Magic traps?� And he also
contacted Yugi.

-Can
I invite them to go to the arcade with you and your other friends today?-

�You
can come an hour early I suppose.� Seraph�s response came simultaneously with
Yugi�s.

:Go ahead.:

�By
the way, aibou and his friends are going to the arcade after school,
would you two care to join them?�

�Please?�
Shadow whispered the word, lifting one hand to Seraph�s shoulder.

�We�ll
come with you then.�

--0--

Bakura
didn�t look directly at any of Seraph�s friends - better friends since they�d
learned how lethal he was, or so it seemed to him - when they met in front of
the school. It was inappropriate for a Consort, even an Adept Consort to fail
to show proper respect, or to seem too curious. But he watched them from below
his lowered lashes, and the corner of his eyes, noting which of them were the
most comfortable with him, and which the least.

Anzu
apparently wasn�t going to the arcade with them - probably her part time job
kept her from arriving with them, but he suspected she�d join them later on.
Bakura wasn�t entirely sure why but
it felt as if she was treating him like she would a female friend, not a male,
ever since he�d explained what a Consort�s duties consisted of. It didn�t
matter that she liked to talk to him most about cooking and other wifely
things, he enjoyed cooking now, as much for the fact that he actually had
enough food to worry about how it would be best to cook something, and that he
had a choice of what to cook now as for any other reason. Having enough food
was still something of a novelty to him, as was having so many clothes that you
could put on a fresh outfit every day, and enough water to clean oneself daily
and wash your clothes after only wearing them once. Jou and Honda seemed to
have given him the same sort of status they would the lover of any friend,
which wasn�t that different from Anzu�s attitude, and about what he�d hoped
for, but hadn�t dared expect. Yugi�s attitude was just about what he�d expected
though, barely hidden hostility, and remembrance of the things he�d done in
trying to put his people to rest. The Pharaoh was the really odd one, he was
trying to make overtures of friendship towards Bakura every time Yugi let him,
and he was almost acting as if he was interested in Bakura.

It
didn�t matter, and they�d reached the arcade by the time he finished his
musings. He looked around, uncertain as to what his role was meant to be, half
hoping for instructions. Seraph had
taken him to places like this before, because they helped you improve hand-eye
co-ordination and reflexes, but never as a group thing, and he didn�t know if
he was supposed to play one of the games himself, or just act as the
appreciative audience for the others.

�There�s
this assassin game Ryou spent all visit playing the first time we came here.�
Honda took an almost protective hold on his shoulder, guiding him towards one
game console that had a plastic �gun� instead of a joystick. �Why don�t you try
it out?�

�I
won�t be as good as he was.� As far as Bakura was concerned that was a given,
that he could never be as good as Seraph, at anything. But he got through all
of the levels without being killed, until they began to repeat from the
beginning. When he saw that he just put the gun down and left the machine,
looking for Seraph. In the end it was Seraph who found him of course, taking
hold of him, and pulling him into a secluded corner, reinforcing their privacy
with magic.

�Shadow,
Saturday afternoon I�ve managed to get a tribunal hearing about what Solar did
to you.� They wouldn�t really have had a case if it had just been the
aphrodisiacs, while technically Seraph was the only one entitled to use them on
Bakura it would have been a sign of weakness for him to have to ask for a
tribunal to help him enforce that, but using the other drugs on a Consort made it an entirely different matter, and
once Seraph had realised what Solar had done he�d made a point of documenting
it very thoroughly.

�Oh,
thank you for the warning Seraph-sama.� Bakura smiled up at his master, then opened his lips ever so slightly, inviting a kiss. It
was a forgone conclusion that Solar would be ruled against of course, but since
he could request a combat trial to
determine his punishment (including whether or not he�d be punished at all),
and possibly even demand to face Bakura
instead of Seraph Bakura would need to prepare a deck to use against him. But
he put all of that from his mind as Seraph took his lips, letting the privacy
shielding drop and kissing hard enough to bruise if Bakura hadn�t known how to
yield and offer himself with every part of his body.

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