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Brother's Shadow	By : talxthorn Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2418 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Brother’s Shadow
Thorn and Tal

Author’s Note: Don't own them. No money made on this.

This is an AU story arc that links what we
believe happened in Egypt to the modern day incarnations of our favorite hottie
duelists. Essentially, it is the love
story between Priest Seto and Prince Yami.
But in subsequent stories, you’ll
also find the love triangle it becomes when you add Jounouchi(Joey), and the
twisted love of Bakura and Marik. In
our stories, Yugi and Yami also have a third persona, an arrogant spoiled young
man-- Prince Yami (usually just the Prince).
Yugi is the sweet one, with Yami stuck in the role as balance between
the two. Much of the past is very different
from canon, but understand that all we had to work with when we started was the
episodes on the WB up to just before Battle City and the first video game
release (Forbidden Memories, PS one).
We liked our version much better, so we choose to continue it. Enjoy!!

They were never easy, these trips
to the Shadow Realm. There was always a
chance the darkness would swallow your soul and reshape it; making you one of
the creatures the sorcerers had once used to battle each other. Perhaps that was why Bakura kept coming
back. The sense of danger constantly
tickling his spine, sharpening his senses and making him feel so much more
alive than anything else.
Or, perhaps it was that the Millennium Ring that he
carried gave him no choice.
Whatever the reason, Bakura was once again wandering
the Shadow Realm, lost in thoughts of a life he could only vaguely
remember. A privileged life, a long
time ago, in the shadow of an elder brother.
More than that, he could not yet recall no matter how hard he
tried. “Oh,
Yugi. I’d never hurt you!” He planted a noisy kiss on Yugi’s
cheek.
As Yugi laughed at the noise, the Prince escaped,
and without Yami to protect him, he’d mercilessly left Yugi at the mercies of
those very likely less fair than the Prince.
“Of course not. Now let’s go
home, OK?”
“Not yet,” Bakura guided Yugi towards Kaiba. “We need to decide what to do with him.”
Kaiba looked up, blue eyes hot and angry—not so very
different from his Blue-eyes White Dragon.
“What you’re going to do, Bakura, is release me! Then as an apology you’re goto sto suck my
cock until you turn blue!”
“Stop! Stop
talking like that!” Grown-up Yugi was
quite a sight, yelling and covering his ears like little Yugi might. “Be nice so we can let you go and all work
together to find a way out of this!”
Kaiba leaned forward, straining against his
bonds. Breathing against Yugi’s chest,
mouth working only a hair’s breath from his nipple, Kaiba purred, “I can be
very nice, my Prince, but I want nothing more to do with Bakura.” He very nearly spat out the name.
“He’s hurt,” Yugi said worriedly. “He’s confused. I’m going to let him go.
Promise you’ll be nice.” He
stressed as he began to undo Kaiba’s restraints.
Bakura covered Yugi’s hands. “No, let him be.” pan>pan>He pressed his body against Yugi’s back. “Let me show you something really special.”
Yugi was torn.
“But we should…what is it?”
“A secret,” Bakura drew Yugi away from Kaiba and
turned him around. He held him loosely,
hand splayed across his back.
“Don’t be stupid, Yugi!” Kaiba called. “Let me go! You and I can
find our way out of here.”
Bakura sighed. “Don’t listen to him,” he saidaninaning close. “He’s a bad man, and I’m your friend.” Bakura covered Yugi’s lips with his own,
coaxing him gently.
This was a kiss. That was all it was. Kaiba had been doing much more than kissing
Bakura. And it wasn’t really bad. It felt light and soft and wet. Yugi pulled away, “Gee, Bakura, that was
some secret…but I really think Kaiba needs our help.”
“He’ll keep. It’ll give him time to cool down,” Bakura said, leaning back over
Yugi for a second kiss.
In the background, Kaiba was yelling
something about a child molester.
“Um,” Yugi started, backing away again, “I’m not
sure I like it.”
He also couldn’t say he didn’t, but Yugi had a sense
of right and wrong that ran deeper than his knowledge of the world. Besides, Bakura was starting to get that
let-me-suck-your-soul-into-a-Duel-Monsters-card-for-all-eternity-while-I-tell-you-we-are-only-playing-for-fun-tone
in his voice. “Kaiba, I’m sd, Id, I
need to know I can trust you.”
“More than him!”
Kaiba answered, followed by a string of explicatives to illustrate his
point.
Yugi was very much like Mokuba, Kaiba’s baby
brother, and Kaiba felt the same need to protect Yugi as he did Mokuba. Usu>Usually, he hid his protective instinct quite
well. Now was not one of those times.
“Uh, o.k.
Just don’t yell so loud. How do
I get thopenopen exactly?” Yugi was
pulling at the restraints.
“Oh here, let me…” Bakura pushed Yugi aside, kneeling behind Kaiba. He fiddled with the ties, and brought
Kaiba’s hands down crossed on his chest.
Bakura tied the loose ends at the small of Kaiba’s back. Grabbing his hips, he pulled Kaiba back,
onto his cock. A wave of his hand sent
Yugi flying back to the pile of cushions.
“Wait there, Yugi,” he growled.
“It’ll be your turn soon enough.”
Kaiba screamed out obscenities and tried to escape
Bakura. All he managed to do was fall
flat on his face and open himself more widely to Bakura’s plundering.
“I’m sorry.
I’m sorry, Kaiba. I don’t how to
help you.” Yugi was sobbing into the
pillows, arguing with himself and still too concerned with everybody else to
recognize he was to be the next victim.
“But I have to.” A deck of
dueling cards had appeared next to him.
He threw one out hoping to summon a monster. Nothing. Just a paper cut
from its sharp edge. Maybe. Yes.
Maybe, just maybe… Yugi grabbed
the deck and snuck behind Bakura and dragged the edge of the entire deck along
his back. “ I’m sorry but you gave me
no choice!”
“Ah!” Bakura
threw himself forward onto and into Kaiba.
“You little bastard!” Magic
flared and threw Yugi back again.
“Get away!”
Kaiba called out to Yugi. “Run!”
“Where... Where
can I run? And who will help you?” Yugi yelled back gathering up what cards
didn’t fly too far out of his reach in the strange space they were in, readying
for another attack. “Get up. You’re Seto Kaiba. Stop letting him do that!”
Kaiba screamed again as Bakura began to dig grooves
along his back with his fingernails.
Kaiba kicked and thrashed, trying to get away. Bakura laughed and grabbed a handful of Kaiba’s hair and using it
for leverage, fucked him harder.
Yugi jumped on Bakura’s back and tried to grip
anything he could. Stop him anyway
you can. Nothing’s working. He punched him. Kicked. Scratched at
him. Finally, he crawled back to the
cushions and hid there willing himself to wake up or transport or whatever it
took.
Bakura thrust into Kaiba, finally spilling, deep
inside him. He carelessly threw him on
the cushions next to Yugi and made for the younger one. Aching muscles and bruised limbs
protested. He wouldn’t have the
advantage like with Kaiba. Bakura drew
Yugi up by the hair and whispered, “Another time,” and dropped him back
down. A second later, he was gone. Yugi and Kaiba would return to the mortal
plane in a few minutes.
Half frightened, half-protective, Yugi made to curl
up on top and over Kaiba. “I’ll
never let that happen again. I
shouldn’t have this time, my Priest,” the Prince returned regretfully, new
hatred for his brother broiling beneath his skin.
Kaiba turned his head. “Better me than you, my prince,” he said, his throat raw and
voice hoarse.
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