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: Well now, it seems that we’ve reached the 9th
chappie of the day! This time, it’s good news for
both you readers and the people of Domino
Island. You wanna know what, you gotta read
it yourselves! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Don’t plan to, don’t need to
WHISPERS IN THE DARK
“Good afternoon, ladies and
gentlemen, boys and girls, students and staff of Domino High. Boy, do we have a
surprise in store for you!”
Everyone slowly stopped whatever
they were doing to listen carefully, save a few nonchalant or apathetic
students who don’t really care what was announced during school hours. It was
recess for everyone and while students enjoy their meals either in class or at
the school cafeteria and the staff in the staff’s lounge, and it was the Social
and Liaison department of the student council’s job to put out entertaining
music and pressing announcements during that one and a half hour-long time
period, and ever since the incident at school early morning, it was definitely
something newsworthy.
“I suppose it has been almost one
and a half months past since the annual fair and the ancestral ritual happened,
and I’m sure those who are classmates of those involved have pretty much had a
head-start of knowing the news, but since this is a big event, we, from the
Social and Liaison department of the student council, would love to share this
news throughout the whole school.
“Ladies and gentlemen, brace
yourselves for this: our fellow schoolmates of Domino High, namely Joey
Wheeler, Tristan Taylor, Yugi Mutou,
Ryou Bakura and Malik Ishtar, along with the rest
of the teen herms from our neighbouring schools
Gammon High and Maximillion High, are officially
PREGNANT!”
Loud cheers, whoops and claps were
heard throughout the school from everyone; so loud that it could be heard all
the way down to the school infirmary where Joey and his gang were lying down
trying to ride out their morning sickness. Joey groaned,
his headache.
“Fucking hell!”
Tristan cursed as he buried his face onto the pillow, trying to block out the
noise. “What’s a guy gotta do to get a little peace
and quiet right now?!”
As was mentioned by the announcement,
it had been one and a half months since the five had met their mates and
undergone the mating ritual. When they woke up this morning, they knew that
something was going horribly wrong inside their bodies, but they were afraid to
admit the reason why. They managed to stomach their breakfast even though their
appetites were less than hearty, and they had to feign normalcy when their
parents asked them what was wrong, although they could tell from the look on
their parents’ face that they suspect the same thing they were. Once they were
at school, their stomachs began to revolt and their food quickly made a direct
exit out of their mouths. Joey had expected this to happen after being
confirmed by Seto about his state of pregnancy, so he
wasn’t too surprise when his stomach started churning uncomfortably and had to
excuse himself from art class to go to the bathroom to hurl, and he was the
first to arrive in the infirmary and be told the news.
Yugi was next
and it happened during P.E. He was running the track along with his fellow
classmates and was wondering where Joey disappeared to when suddenly his head
was spinning and his gut was doing the loop-da-loop
in him. He wanted to break out of the track line and rush to the toilet, but
knew he couldn’t make it and hurled onto someone’s back. He earned a loud “Eww!” from his fellow classmates, which spurred him to
vomit some more onto the ground. Dr. Karita, both the
P.E. teacher and the school physician, after patting his back to ease the
vomiting, dismissed the class and carried him to the infirmary to be checked
and confirmed his condition. Tristan came next when he was in the middle of a
meeting among his fellow football club members during lunch hour. He didn’t
feel like eating anything and tried to keep a stern, straight face while he
chaired the meeting, but the longer he stared at his club members, who brought
their lunch from home or the school cafeteria into the meeting room, eating and
drinking like they have no care in the world, the more his stomach disagreed
with him. The next thing he knew was him in the toilet next door hurling and
coughing everything he ate for breakfast and one of his club members and his vice
president supporting him to the school infirmary. It was no doubt they were the
ones who blabbed about him and his friends’ condition to the Social and Liaison
department.
Malik, on
the other hand, was not in the same class as the rest of the four, but his
first morning sickness was no different than theirs. His stomach was
disagreeable all day, but he, among his friends, was the toughest and can
withstand any discomfort thrown at him. Yet he could only hold out so much. According
to the duty roster, it was his turn to throw out the class garbage, and the smell
of the garbage disposal area soon did him in. He blew out chunks into the
nearest trashcan he could find and, like it or not, he staggered into the
infirmary where all his friends were and knew of his condition. Ryou, the weakest of the gang, was in science class when
his morning sickness happened, and it was the exact definition of being ‘in the
wrong place at the wrong time’. They were asked by the teacher to dissect rats today
and the sight of the rat’s innards as he made the first incision was his
passport to the lab basin. He puked and puked and couldn’t stop, even though
his fellow classmates patted his back and asked in concern what was wrong. The teacher
frantically sent someone to call for Dr. Karita when Ryou fainted after his vomiting ordeal, and the next thing
he knew was that he found himself surrounded by his gang of concerned and
worried misfits asking if he was alright.
A torrent of loud, excited
chattering voices and footsteps slowly closing in towards the infirmary—most of
them girls, of course—ensued after the announcement was made as almost the
entire resident of Domino High came rushing down into the infirmary and
demanding to see them and confirm from them the news. Malik,
who looked like he wanted to kill anyone and everyone in sight right now,
glared at the curtain that separated them and the silhouette of people outside,
daring them to even think of setting foot inside the bed chambers.
“Oh my God!
Is it true that you guys are pregnant?!”
“How does it feel? Is the morning
sickness getting on already?”
“How are you guys doing now?”
“Are you excited?”
“What are you…”
“Please, please, please, children.
The ‘mothers’-to-be must rest. You’re not making them feel any better being
here.”
A stream of protests and ‘Aww…’ came as they were reluctantly shoved out of the
infirmary by the school physician and nurse. The sound of the door being locked
told the five that they definitely would not be bothered for a long while.
“You’ve definitely caused a lot of
commotion around here.”
The five looked gratefully at the
hazel-brown-haired, blood red-eyed school nurse towering before their beds with
a humorous grin. Illuscia Nester Himawari,
known to many people as Illust-chan because of her
half-Japanese-half-Turkish decent, was the nurse of Domino High since it was in
its beginning stages. It could very well be possible that she was one of the
blessed Immortals, but she was not really admitting to any of that sort,
claiming that her youthful look was due to good exercise and a healthy diet and
whatnot, but nevertheless she was very well-liked by everyone in Domino High
and many loved to feign illness or get themselves deliberately hurt just to
catch a glimpse of her and be pampered by her. Despite the fact that she was
allowed to pursue a higher form of business and she can be elevated to a high
status with just one word, she claimed that she was content with being a school
nurse and a full-time midwife, which is why she was here tending to the five in
the first place.
“Ya a
life-saver, Illust-chan,” Joey said weakly as he
curled up in a fetal position to see if that would bring down the nausea.
“Yeah, Illust-chan,”
Yugi agreed as he allowed Illust-chan
to put a cooling pad on his throbbing forehead. “I don’t think I could face
another person after that embarrassing puking act I pulled during P.E.”
“At least it’s P.E. instead of in the
middle of science class,” Ryou said. “Oh no, I think
I’m gonna be sick again.”
Illust-chan
quickly picked up the potty that was prepared under the bed with one hand and
pushed his head lightly into the potty and held back his hair with the other. Ryou’s vomiting caused a chain reaction as the other soon
dove down to get their potty and hurled like there was an epidemic of food
poisoning.
“My goodness, I swear I’ve never
seen this since the student body discovered what was in the Friday mystery meat
last year,” Dr. Karita said with a sweat drop as he
watched the goings-on before him.
“Ugh, I really do not want to talk about food right now…” Malik groaned as he hastily took the cloth Dr. Karita offered him to wipe his mouth.
“Ow…My
throat’s burning…” Ryou whined, clutching onto his
sore throat after his long bout of vomiting.
“That’s because you’ve emptied your
gut and have nothing else but stomach acid to vomit out,” Illust-chan
replied. “I think it’s time you’d take something to ease it down.”
“Please,” Tristan moaned, his face
going bluer than blue. “I can’t even think about drinking water without
hurling, let alone eat something.”
“Well, unfortunately, you boys don’t
really have the say in this matter,” Illust-chan
said, her lips creased into one of those smiles where you know she was up to
something no good. “Now, open wide, boys.”
Within seconds, the five realized
that she had force-fed them with a small capsule of orange-ish
liquid down each of their throats before they could even blink. Everyone knew
that Illust-chan was like quicksilver whenever they
needed her service in record time, but this was ridiculous. Even Dr. Karita was lost seeing her move. It was so fast that it
took almost five seconds straight for the boys to actually swallow and taste
their medicine, but the response was just as shocking.
“OH MY GOD, THIS IS FUCKIN’ SOUR!!!”
If they were banshees, windows and
glasses would be broken by now by their loud scream. If it weren’t for Dr. Karita’s ‘DO NOT DISTURB’ outside the infirmary door,
people would’ve been rushing in to see what the matter was. Dr. Karita sweat-dropped at the way Illust-chan
laughed naughtily at the ‘mothers’-to-be as they struggled to keep whatever
aftertaste that was left in their mouths down.
“Good God, you could wake the dead
from their centuries of slumber with that,” Dr. Karita
uncovered his ears. Tristan was the first to recover.
“You bitch! What the heck do you
think you’re doing?! Poison us or something?!”
“God, it’s worse than eating unripe
oranges…” Ryou groaned.
“It’s a remedy we midwives take
pride throughout the ages of midwifery. We brewed it ourselves and it is the
best cure for morning sickness,” Illust-chan pointed,
seemingly proud of her handiwork.
“What da
hell is in it? Freakin’ unripe lemons or somethin’??” Joey exclaimed, trying to spit out the
aftertaste in vain.
“A bit of that,
and a few more combinations of any unripe fruit imaginable, plus a dash of
sugar in between. Seriously, boys, it’s already proven as the best
nausea suppressant throughout the centuries. Ask your ‘mothers’ about it and
they’ll be glad to testify for it.”
“Monster…” Malik
grumbled, although he, as well as his fellow friends, had to admit that their
morning sickness had felt much easier to handle.
“A little bit of tough love goes a
long, long way, boys,” Illust-chan grinned radiantly.
“I suppose a short nap shouldn’t
hurt,” Dr. Karita stole a look at his watch. “You
boys rest for now. We will close up the infirmary for the rest of the day and
will wake you when your parents have come to pick you up.”
“Thanks, doc,” Yugi
muttered, feeling rather lethargic after having vomiting for a good deal.
Illust-chan
tucked them in and waved goodbye at them before she and Dr. Karita
walked out of the infirmary, shutting the door behind them and locking it.
Slowly, dizziness and lethargy took over the five dozed off one by one. None of
them spoke a word while waiting for sleep to settle in for fear of hurling, and
they were content in sending each other a sort of congratulatory glance for the
success of their pregnancy. One by one, snoring of all volumes could be heard,
and Ryou was the last to dose off.
He was about to shut his eyes when
all of a sudden he heard a small creak on the ceiling. He looked up to see a
tile loosening directly above his head and widened his eyes in shock. Was the
tile going to fall off? Would it hit his head? As he tried to reach for Malik sleeping next to him to catch his attention, a soft
torrent of whispers accompanied a hush, followed by a pair of dark-chocolate
glowing orbs peeping from within the ceiling.
“It’s…It’s you…!” Ryou almost couldn’t hold back his yelp as he saw his mate
crawling out of the ceiling and lightly landed on Ryou’s
bed without alerting anyone. His mate grinned naughtily and went on all fours,
crawling towards Ryou with an almost evil gleam in
its eyes, purring seductively at him.
“Good God, you look…exactly like
me…” Ryou breathed out his words as he saw finally
for the first time how his mate looked. With silver hair that shone under the
table light, it framed its fair face perfectly and brought the shine of its
dark chocolate eyes more. It was wearing a sort of short dark cape that hung
loosely against its huge bat-like wings, and was wearing a one-piece outfit
that looked like those worn during the Roman and Greek period, with sandals to
match, and was adorned with silver wristlets and anklets. Around its neck was a
sort of device that looked like a dream-catcher, but hung around its neck like
a sort of huge ring, and everything on it screamed perfect in every way. It
purred a little louder to bring Ryou back to reality
and earned a hush from Ryou.
“Hush, you’ll wake them up.”
“Princess…”
his mate whispered as it reached down to lick Ryou’s
earlobe, sending shivers down his spine.
“Wh…What are you doing here?
I thought you’re night creatures. You’re not supposed to be in broad daylight;
it’ll hurt your skin.”
“Miss…you…”
“Well…I’m flattered…I guess.”
His mate picked up a scent and
lowered its head towards Ryou’s abdomen and sniffed.
Its face flushed pink for a while before smiling happily and nuzzling his
slightly protruding belly.
“Babies…”
“B…Babies…?” Ryou
was taken aback at first, then remembered Solomon’s lecture about Whisperers
siring multiples and asked tentatively, “Uh…how many babies do I have exactly?”
His mate held up 3 fingers, earning
a wide saucer-eyed gaze from a very red Ryou.
“T-T-T-Three?!”
Ryou hissed, trying very hard not to make a scene.
“How am I gonna be able to accommodate all of them in
there?!”
“You’ll…manage…”
his mate grinned.
After a long moment of silence
trying to drink in this fact, Ryou finally asked,
“Um…I was wondering…since we’ve been together like this…it’s
fair I know your name.”
“Bakura…” his mate replied, much to Ryou’s
surprise.
“T-That’s my surname too! So it’s
true that we could be related. No wonder we’re so alike. Wouldn’t this be
incest?”
Bakura
shook its head, then showed him the device that it was
wearing around its neck all this time.
“What is that?”
“Millennium…Ring…”
Bakura
whispered a few incantations before the middle of the Millennium Ring emitted a
huge cloud of mist above them. It showed an image of Ryou’s
‘mother’, then image split into two to reveal another man who looked like his
‘mother’, but much more masculine and built, and with black raven hair. The
image continued to split and split until it filled the mist with about more
than 50 people, then suddenly combined together into
two people standing side by side: one who looked like an older, wiser version
of Bakura and the other who looked almost as old as Ryou, but had all the features of an Englishman. Ryou recognized the Englishman immediately.
“Oh my God, that’s my ancestor Shuu Nightwing! The first person
in my family to receive the gift of conception and the first person to undergo
the mating ritual! This is the first time I actually see him in his younger
self! All I’ve ever seen were old pictures of him…Oops!”
Ryou
looked from left to right to see if he had accidentally awakened his friends. So far, so good. Ryou continued to
reminiscence about the past that was often told as a bedtime story to him when
he was a kid by his father.
“He was a child of a Japanese woman
from a previous marriage. His father fell in love with her when he went to Japan on a
business trip, but could only treat her as a mistress because he was promised
to another. After the war and his wife died due to cancer, he married the
mistress and took Shuu into the family and gave him
his surname, and he became one of the chosen ones to receive Maximillion Pegasus’s gift. I assume that is your father?”
Bakura
nodded at the image beside Shuu he was pointed, then replied with a slight sad tone, “Was…”
“Oh…I’m sorry…” Ryou
apologized. “What was his name, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Same…”
Bakura grinned.
“So you were named after your
father, eh? I guess that’s where I got the surname from. But what does that got
to do with us?”
“You…marry…mixed…?”
“You mean, were our families of
mixed marriages?” Ryou asked, which received a nod
from Bakura before he continued, “Yeah, we do. In
fact, we have marriages all the way back to…Oh! Now I get it! Come to think of
it, Shuu had no blood ties with the Nightwing family whatsoever. You mean our mixed marriages
and affiliates are the cause of us no longer carrying the bloodline of our
possible Halfling ancestors?”
Bakura
nodded. Ryou sighed in relief.
“Thank goodness. Oh, by the way, my
name is…”
“Ryou…” Bakura replied.
“How did you know?”
“Secret…”
Before Ryou
could protest, Bakura leaned over to plant a deep
kiss on his lips, stopping from any attempts of saying anything. It nuzzled his
nose and grinned before hugging him, its head laid on his lap and ear close
towards his abdomen, attempting to hear the babies that were growing within
him.
“I doubt you can hear anything,” Ryou pouted, feeling rather peeved but decided to overlook Bakura’s so-called ‘secret’.
“Babies…”
Bakura whispered to his belly, not really caring
whether its still developing pups can hear or not.
Ryou
smiled weakly and laid his hand on its head, stroking its smooth, silky hair.
He didn’t know why, but somehow he actually felt happy and relieved that Bakura was there with him. It somehow made him feel that
his pregnancy wouldn’t be so hard to bear, that he didn’t have to endure it
alone. Bakura’s presence alone sent a calm feeling
through his heart and he couldn’t help wonder if there could be a possibility
of them being together after the babies are born. He knew it was too much to
ask, and that it is impossible for age-old Whisperers like Bakura
could break tradition, but if it were to come true, he wouldn’t have to feel so
sad now.
Suddenly, after almost 5 minutes of
blissful, comfortable silence between them, Bakura shot
up and perked its head up, as if it had heard something only for its ears. It
stuck out a tongue and scratched its chin, like a little child who had done
something wrong, before reaching over to Ryou to lay
a chaste kiss.
“Have…to
go…”
“Aww, do
you have to?” Ryou pouted.
“Calling…”
“Will…Will I ever see you again?”
Bakura
didn’t reply, but gave him a knowing wink before climbing back up to the
ceiling, took one last look at him and purred before replacing the tile back
into the ceiling. Within minutes, it looked as if Bakura
had never been here before.
“Till next time then, my beloved
prince,” Ryou sighed and smiled sadly before finally
shutting his eyes to sleep.
As he slowly fluttered into
Dreamland, the infirmary door closed silently and locked it back, the
eavesdropper quietly leaving the scene.
A/N: Mah ha ha
ha~! The suspense is killing you, ain’t it? Not gonna tell you more! Reviews plz!
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