Adult-FanFiction.org : Yu-Gi-OH

Rulers and Rogues	By : Khat Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 10587 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 6
- 7
- 8
Probably would have had this up yesterday, but I spent some of the day handing out resumes, and then I hit a line that I just had to end the chapter on, so I had to go back and figure out where to add so it was long enough. But, anyways, here it is, now.
******
“Aibou. Don’t wander too far.” Yami gazed over his shoulder, looking for a glimpse of his light. There he was… up in the tree. Yami frowned, but didn’t comment. As long as he stayed close, he supposed. At least until he got that tracker on him. Ah, and speaking of which…
“Lost him already?” Kaiba asked, strolling up with Wolf following, glaring daggers at the brunet. Yami raised a brow.
“That’s a new coat, isn’t it? What happened to the old one?”
“It had a run-in with a disagreeable dog.” Wolf scowled harder.
“That is my coat! I worked hard to steal it.” Kaiba merely raised a brow at him.
“If you stole it, then it’s not yours, Pup.”
“Didn’t you get that on one of the raids?” Prince wondered aloud, carefully crossing the intertwined branches, ignoring the worried look the Pharaoh was directing at him. Wolf considered.
“I think so. It was in that town where they all spoke the funny language.”
“Stupid dog. I suppose it didn’t occur to you that to them, you were speaking the funny language.”
“Bite me.” Wolf blinked as he realised what he’d just said. “Actually, ignore that.” He took a few quick steps away from the brunet. Kaiba just smirked.
“In any case, if it was on a raid, than it was mine in the first place.” The CEO continued. “Which would explain why it fits so well.” Wolf climbed up to dubious safety beside Prince.
“Remind me never to wear anything we get on a raid again.” Prince just nodded.
“Seto…” The Pharaoh began, moving a short distance away, Kaiba following after a moment. “Do you remember that slave alarm system you mentioned?” He kept his voice pitched low enough that the two in the tree couldn’t hear. Kaiba nodded, after a moment.
“The one you said was too much trouble.”
“Yes. I have recently decided that it’s not as much trouble as it seemed, at first.” The brunet made an annoyed noise, but Yami ignored it. “You know as well as I that if they get a chance, they’ll be long gone. And I’d rather not have to track him for another year. Or more.” He raised a brow at Kaiba’s smug smirk.
“It’s been set up for weeks now. The Pup’s harness is already tied into it.” The CEO explained. Now it was Yami’s turn to be annoyed. Kaiba’s tendency to do first and ask later could be helpful at times, but more often it was merely irritating. He supposed it was because of his other occupation, but that didn’t really make it any better.
“Seto, what have I told you about going behind my back?”
“Since when do I listen to you?” Yami’s eye twitched, but he decided to ignore the comment for the moment.
“You could, then, put a tracker in a bracelet or collar or something for Yugi?”
“If I felt like it.” He was not going to send the brunet to the Shadow Realm, Yami told himself firmly. No matter how much he wanted to, since then he’d have to find someone else to watch Yugi.
“Hey, Shrimp! You need to order more steak.” The Pharaoh closed his eyes, taking a breath to calm himself.
“Bakura, you know I don’t handle the kitchen stock. And I’ve told you not to call me that.” The Thief merely shrugged as he strolled over.
“The asshole who runs the kitchen doesn’t like me.”
“I wonder why.” Kaiba muttered.
******
The garden was huge, Prince thought, glancing around the area they were in. Although, he wasn’t sure if he should really call it a garden. Part of it was, carefully cultivated trees and bushes and flowers, chipped rock shaping out paths through the thick growth. It was actually more like nature trails than a garden. But, he had seen, as they were coming out, an area on the other side that had been paved over, made into courts for playing some sort of game, tennis or volleyball or something, and coming out from the main building was a glass poolhouse. He was sure there had to be more beyond that, as well, though he hadn’t had the time to look.
He looked back toward Kaiba and the Pharaoh, shifting uncomfortably on the branch, trying to find a position that didn’t hurt and wondered what the two were talking about. Probably something that boded no good for them.
“You all right?” Prince blinked at the question and looked over at his friend. “I… I heard, last night.” Wolf looked away, embarrassed.
“Yeah. I’m fine. It just still hurts a little.” He studied his friend, noticing the harness. “What’s up with that?”
“Moneybags still has his dog obsession. I… kinda lost my temper and nearly strangled myself with the collar he put on me, so he decided this was safer.” He blushed a little. “Anyway, why are you wearing a dress?”
“It was Bakura’s idea. He said it was this or I go naked, and, knowing him, he’d follow through on the threat.” Wolf sighed.
“I think we were cursed at birth or something.” Prince just nodded in agreement, head turned to watch as the Thief appeared, tensing up slightly. Wolf noticed the movement, a small growl crossing his lips. Cursed indeed.
******
“Still sore, is he?” Bakura commented, not bothering to turn to look at the pair. Yami nodded, tilting his head slightly as he sorted through the emotions in the link.
“I think he’s scared of you, too. But only a little.” Bakura huffed, clearly not pleased by that.
“If he was smart, he’d be terrified.” He muttered. Kaiba frowned thoughtfully, turning his gaze back to the pair of slaves. After a minute, Wolf looked up, glaring back at him pointedly.
“What are you thinking now?” Kaiba looked down to meet the Pharaoh’s curious violet eyes.
“Can you create a mindlink?” He asked, suddenly. Yami blinked, not having expected that.
“I… don’t know. I’ve never tried. Set knew more about those kinds of things than I did.” Kaiba resisted the urge to pout. He hated when he had to sift through the memories of his past life. It always made him feel, and act, strangely. Yami claimed he was channelling Set, but it didn’t make it any less annoying to be wandering around in an Egyptian outfit and treating Yami like a God. Last time, it had taken him a week to get back to normal. Yami, of course, had done everything he could to take advantage of the situation.
“Even if you do find a way, you’ll have to be careful.” The Pharaoh continued. “He knows how to shield some, at least, but you don’t. He could destroy your mind, without even knowing.”
“You want to take Dog-Boy as a hikari?” Bakura interrupted. The other two ignored him. “Oh, yeah. There was some guy looking for you, Shrimp.” Yami’s eye twitched again. Trust the Thief to conveniently forget. He couldn’t send Kaiba to the shadow realm, but Bakura usually managed well enough. He quickly channelled, and the surprised demon disappeared. Kaiba didn’t even blink.
“I’ll see you at dinner, then. I told the slaves to set up a snack for them in the picnic area.” The Spirit said, starting to move away. “Oh, and they’re heading for the fence.” Kaiba rolled his eyes and moved to track down the pair.
******
“There it is.” Wolf whispered, looking around quickly before he moved to stand by the stone wall that fenced the garden. It would be easy enough to climb over.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” The pair turned as one to gaze at the bleach-blond who sat atop the wall a few feet away.
“Malik?”
“Are you planning on trying to stop us?” Wolf stepped forward, trying to look threatening. Malik didn’t look impressed.
“Marik’s just down the street. And Kaiba’s coming... you’d never make it out.”
“We could try anyway.”
“Wolf…” Prince began.
“I would have to stop you, then.” The two stared at the Egyptian. Malik looked away. “I’d have to…”
“And what do you two think you’re doing?” Kaiba growled, pushing past a bush.
“They just came to talk to me.” Malik said quickly. Kaiba gave him a look.
“I’m not stupid, Malik.” He turned his gaze on Wolf, who was trying to inch away from Kaiba while trying to pretend he wasn’t at all intimidated by the brunet. Kaiba just watched him amusedly a moment, not fooled at all, before he spoke.
“Come on. Yami said he had ordered a snack for you two.” Prince slowly climbed down, grateful, though he refused to show it. The bowl of porridge seemed a long time ago, now. He looked up at Wolf, surprised when he didn’t immediately follow. The blond was instead giving their captor a hard look, one which was returned with the same amused expression as he had worn before. Finally, though, the slave climbed down from the tree and moved to follow them. After a moment, Malik moved to join them as well.
“He won’t miss me, and I’m not doing anything wrong.” He explained with a carefully casual shrug at Kaiba’s curious look.
“Your skin.” The brunet muttered, leading them down another path to a small clearing where a slave was just setting down a last place.
If this was the Pharaoh’s idea of a snack, Prince thought to himself, he’d hate to see what a full blown meal looked like. Not that he was complaining, at all, settling himself and quickly giving thanks before starting to fill his plate. After another look at Kaiba, who merely sat himself at another, empty, table and drew a book out of his pocket, Wolf moved to sit down and enjoy the feast as well. Malik took the last seat at the table, occasionally nibbling as they talked.
Malik, it turned out, had been caught not long after they had crossed over, after he had gotten separated from the rest of them. Marik had returned to him, rather suddenly, taking over his body and going to try again to fulfil his plans of destroying the Pharaoh. The Egyptian couldn’t really remember much after that, at least up until he had suddenly found himself back in control of his body, his dark, looking equally surprised, standing beside him.
“After that, Marik joined them,” Malik nodded toward Kaiba, who was seemingly ignoring them, “and I had to stay, too.”
“You could have tried to escape.” Wolf said, around a mouthful of food. Once he had decided that Kaiba wasn’t going to try to hand-feed him again, he had started eating with his usual enthusiasm and lack of manners.
“I tried.” Malik answered, shivering slightly. Prince was about to ask about it, but the Egyptian changed the subject to what they had been doing, and Wolf had been more that happy to tell him all about their own travels, Prince breaking in to add a few things here and there. Both, though, carefully avoided mentioning Fox any more than was strictly necessary, and Malik didn’t press, understanding their nervousness around the subject.
Wolf was just explaining about a particularly brilliant scheme they had pulled off, which involved the destruction of an entire shipment of supplies for the troops, a story that had Kaiba scowling darkly at his book, when Malik suddenly sat up and blinked. A moment later the Tombkeeper’s face took on that slightly vacant look that meant he was using mindspeech. Then he blinked, coming back to himself, and looked over at Prince, shocked lavender eyes meeting violet.
“He found him.”
******
See? It just screams ‘stop here’. Or maybe it’s just because I’m evil. *Shrugs.* Whichever.
So, I guess no one’s guessed the answer to the question I asked earlier. It’s not surprising, really. It is fairly vague. Even Yami hasn’t noticed yet. So, what is Yugi’s oddity? He refuses to call or think of Yami by his name, either Yami or Atem. Not much, really, but when you consider the importance the Egyptian’s placed on a person’s name, it becomes a little more logical.
Dragonlady222 – Well, possibly not. Yami could have just shielded against it, after he figured out what was happening. Yugi has been hurt deeply, but he does have that tendency to forgive almost anything.
I think it’s going to be quite a while before Jou lets Kaiba close willingly. Longer than Kaiba’s willing to wait, at least.
- 6
- 7
- 8
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Rulers and Rogues