Title:  Retrieving Destiny
Part:  17/23
Author:  Murasaki Rose
Beta:  none
Genre:  Romance/Fantasy/AU
Rating:  NC-17
Spoilers:  Yami Yuugi's real name
Warnings:  Yaoi (male x male), Yuri (female x female), implied Mpreg
Pairings:  YYxY, SxJxS, DxT, YBxR, YMxM, HxO, PxC, IxM
Minor Pairings:  BMGxA, BMxK, TxCxH
Disclaimer:  Here we go.  Yu-Gi-Oh and all its characters are the property of Kazuki Takahashi, Shueisha, Konami, Toei, and unfortunately, 4 Kids Entertainment.  In other words, I don't own them and I'm not making any money off of this, I'm just a fangirl having some fun.
A/N:  "text" = speech, 'text' = thought, ((text)) = telepathy

Summary:  While assisting his grandfather on an excavation in Egypt for their senior class trip, Yuugi and his friends unleash seven powerful beings from their millennia-long imprisonment.  These strange creatures, who call themselves "darkness", will bring about a series of life-changing events for the close-knit group of teenagers.

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Staring up at his light, Bakura recognized the dominant stance immediately and relaxed his body, grinning in anticipation.  His beautiful mate had been full of surprises so far making him quite eager to experience what the teenager had in store for him.

Ryou honestly didn't know what had come over him.  One minute, he had been relaxing in the after glow, content to be held and maybe even take a nap.  The next, Bakura had rolled him on top and when he had looked down the sudden need to claim the gorgeous man below him as his own became overwhelming.  At first, he thought that the larger and more dominant Bakura would fight him for it, but he was pleasantly surprised when the man lay back and relaxed beneath him.

Tossing caution to the wind and his long, silver hair back over his shoulders, Ryou ran the palms of hands down Bakura's chest, raking his blunt nails gently down the surface.  Smoothing his palms back up, the lithe teen shifted from his position between the darkness' legs to straddling his waist.  Then, feeling unusually bold and brazen, Ryou leant down and taking a page from Bakura's book, latched onto the sensitive flesh at the junction of the man's neck and shoulder, nipping sharply first then sucking hard, determined to leave a mark on the other.

Bakura growled his pleasure to the teen, tilting his head to the side in order to give the boy better access to his chosen spot.  He couldn't help but moan when Ryou pulled away and began laving the bruised flesh with his tongue.  'By the gods the boy has good instincts!' Bakura thought, unconsciously raising his shoulder towards Ryou's hungry lips and tongue.  Once again, Ryou surprised him by sliding delicate hands up to grip his shoulders, not pushing him down but simply holding him in place.  Almost as though the teen wanted to remind him of his dominance without forcing the issue.

Finally satisfied, Ryou moved on, blazing a fiery wet trail with his lips teeth and tongue, once more very much like Bakura had done to him.  This time though, Ryou stopped at one of the yami's nipples and took the hardened nub between his curious lips and this time with lips and hands pressed against the powerful chest, Ryou felt the other's sharp, silent inhale and gently took the sensitive nub between his teeth, nibbling the taut bud while licking it with firm strokes from his agile tongue.  When he was satisfied with the level of hardness, the light moved on to the other with a parting nip to the sensitized bud before attacking the yami's other nipple in the same fashion as the first.

Reaching his hands up, Bakura buried them into the long, silky, silver strands of Ryou's hair, letting his fingers drift through the soft locks, then bringing his hands up to stroke the teen's scalp and neck in a soothing, kneading motion.  Ryou purred against the larger male's chest, releasing the captive nipple to give an appreciative coo, then pressing soft kisses to the tanned chest.  Gentle hands came into play again, now tracing the dips and curves of the darkness' well-built chest and abs. 

Reluctantly moving away from the hands massaging his scalp, Ryou continued his downward trek, lifting himself off of Bakura's waist and moving to settle down in between the larger male's muscular legs, and then licking down the same grooves his fingers had been tracing moments before.  Bakura murmured his own approval, keeping up the gentle scalp massage as long as possible, only losing contact when Ryou moved to the gentle curve of his hip.  Sitting up, he scooted back a little ways to give himself the room necessary to peruse the man's powerful thighs with his fingers, lips, and tongue in the same manner he had explored his chest.  Bakura squirmed under the pleasurable torment, unable to remain still under his hikari's enthusiastic touch.  Finally the inquisitive teen was satisfied and began to carefully prepare his darkness as he himself had been prepared earlier.  When he felt he was ready enough, Bakura gently tugged on his light's long hair, urging him to come up.

Allowing him this much of a lead, Ryou crawled up his lover's body, his chocolate brown eyes almost black with lust, Bakura's own half-lidded eyes appearing to glow a faint crimson in the dim light.  Melding their mouths together, Ryou positioned himself and thrust hard into his yami's tight channel.  Bakura hissed into Ryou's mouth, the pain and pleasure meshing together making him buck up against the teen immediately.  Ryou got the message and sitting up, took hold of Bakura's hips and began to thrust fiercely into the other male, wringing pleasured cries from his darkness.  Growling, Bakura hooked his legs up over Ryou's hips to give himself the leverage he needed to thrust up and soon the two mates were moving in unison, heading towards their release with a rapid intensity.   All too soon, Ryou could feel the familiar coil of heat in his belly, somehow knowing that Bakura was right there with him, and they both rushed to completion together, shouting the other's name into the night as they reached their peak.

His back still arched, there was a bright burst of light behind him and Ryou's transparent, feathery appendages solidified instantly, folding against his back as he, already asleep, collapsed on top of Bakura.


In another bed a couple tents over, a medium-sized pair of pale green bird wings with white tips, folded themselves to protectively cover both their tall brunet owner and the slender ebony-haired male beneath him as they settled in to a deep slumber.  The mated pair had began their own activities some time earlier after a lengthy explanation and some seduction from the smaller of the two . . .


Otogi watched eagerly as his beloved Hondo reluctantly wound his way through the tents towards Seto and Jou's.  The pale, lithe darkness knew where and why his reincarnated mate was heading, but planned on interrupting his self-appointed task for more than one reason.  Having walked in on Seth and Jono's off-duty "activities" more than once, Otogi could only imagine the trauma that walking in on all three of them would cause.  Especially since his hikari was not aware of Seth's presence yet.

Spreading his medium-sized red wings, the slender darkness launched into the air, moving through the shadows to intercept his light.  Just as he reached the larger male, he burst out of the shadows, grabbed hold of the teen and vanished back into them, Honda in tow.  Then taking them back to the teen's tent he brought them both out of the shadows, dropping the larger male onto his bed.

Hazel eyes wide with shock, Honda watched dumbfounded as a lithe, pale-skinned man with long ebony hair tied into a pony tail, and medium sized, blood-red bat wings moved his hands in a series of gestures.  When he finished he turned his startlingly bright emerald green eyes on the stunned teen seated on the bed.

"Wh-who are you?" Honda stuttered, drawing into a defensive crouch, "What are you?"

"I am hm-ntr Otogi and what I am is your kkwy, your darkness," he answered smiling pleasantly at the teen.

"My what?!"

"I am your darkness and you are my akhu, my light," the lithe male explained patiently, having been warned his light would not only have no memories of their past but also no current knowledge of their kind.  "As you can see, a darkness is not quite human.  We have wings and can use Shadow magic, and have a much longer lifespan than humans do," Otogi continued, spreading his red wings for emphasis.  "And each darkness has a soul mate, a light.  Light's can also use magic, but do not get their wings until after the two have consummated their bond."

"And you think I'm your light?" Honda asked incredulously, his initial fear subsiding as disbelief started to take over.

"I do not think it, I know you are," Otogi answered with solid conviction, "An akhu and kkwy always know their soul mate from the moment they meet.  Tell me, what exactly are you feeling about me?" he ended on a question.

Deciding to humor the odd, yet admittedly attractive male, Honda took an honest look at the other man and felt something . . . odd.  Strangely, with fear and anger no longer a factor, the other unnamed emotion had reared it's ugly head and Honda couldn't deny that deep within his being, he wanted this stranger.  And it wasn't just his hormones saying that either, there was something deep inside of him that kept telling that the man before him was HIS.

Knowing what the brunet was thinking, the ebony-haired darkness began walking over to his mate, hips swaying with every step.  Shedding the wrap from his shoulder and chest left the yami clad in only his jewelry, knee-length shenti and leather sandals.  Noting the mesmerized gaze he was getting from hazel eyes Otogi smirked, crawling onto the bed after his retreating light.  He couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped him as his hikari crab-walked backwards until he lost his balance and fell flat on his back.

Honda scowled up at the slender male above him and opened his mouth to retort when his brain finally caught on to something odd.  "What the hell happened to my bed?!" the hazel-eyed teen exclaimed in surprise and confusion.

Otogi couldn't help himself; he fell on top of the brunet male laughing wildly.  Sometimes his mate was just too much!  Finally getting control of himself, the darkness decided to make the most of his new position and stretched out across his hikari, resting his chin comfortably on the other's chest.  "I made a few alterations," the green-eyed male purred, eyelids drooping invitingly, "the cot you had was far from adequate for any of our impending . . . activities."

Honda blinked at the other male's innuendo and struggled to keep himself from getting an erection.  But God, the other male seemed to be able to turn him on with just a few words and a smile.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed by.  We are kkwy and akhu.  It's natural for us to desire one another," the green-eyed man reassured his mate, slender fingers working on undoing the buttons of Honda's shirt.  He leaned forward until his lips were a hairsbreadth apart from Honda's and whispered, "Let me show you how natural your feelings are."  Pushing forward he closed that fractional distance, joining his mouth to the brunet's slightly open one.  Taking advantage of the situation, the ebony-haired darkness pushed his tongue into the taller male's mouth to taste and explore, reveling in the wondrous taste of his soul mate.  To his immense surprise and delight, he felt Honda come alive beneath him.  Powerful arms wrapped tightly around his form, while one hand pressed against the small of his back and the other firmly cupped his buttocks.  Honda's tongue became active as well, enthusiastically rising to meet his own and battling furiously for dominance . . .

*End Flashback*

Otogi yawned and snuggled closer to his protective mate, finally allowing sleep to come over him as he felt at peace for the first time in nearly three thousand years.


When Bakura awoke some time later, it was still dark outside which confused him; he wasn't sensing anything dangerous so he should have slept until late morning.  Searching for what had awakened him, he found Ryou perched on his bed, admiring his new wings with a child-like awe.  This brought a chuckle from the darkness and Ryou's attention fully back on him.

"So you're finally awake then?  I was beginning to think you were going to sleep until morning," Ryou teased the older male.

Bakura smirked at his beautiful light, "I apologize, antyw akhu, but I was exhausted from our earlier activities."

Giggling, Ryou stood and carefully made his way back over to Bakura.  The yami was impressed at how well his light walked with the added weight from the large wings on his back, the teen wobbled a bit, but he did not fall.  Standing and grabbing the teen's waist when he got close enough, Bakura helped him sit without hurting his wings and got him settled in comfortably.

"I guess I should start with what we are," the darkly tanned male began.  "I am what you would call a "yami" in your language and you are a "hikari".  Yami and hikari are always born with an opposing soul mate whom they will desire to be with from the moment they meet.  A desire that begins as innocent as the love of family, but when both are physically mature, morphs into a sexual desire.  You antyw akhu are the reincarnation of my soul mate Rasui, though you are much older than when we were last together.  In the past you died years before you were old enough for us to complete our bond as we did tonight."

Ryou stared at him with wide eyes, "Then the dreams I've been having . . ."

"Are memories of your past trying to resurface," Bakura said, gently stroking Ryou's cheek.  "I felt your death, my beloved light.  They killed you in order to weaken and seal me."  He hugged the boy tightly, "I will not let it happen again."

Ryou hugged him back, offering his lover comfort.  "Can I do magic too?"

"Yes, my light.  I will teach you after you've learned how to fly," Bakura reassured him.

Ryou nodded, not letting go of his darkness, "Good.  Because I won't let anyone take us apart either," the teen promised, kissing his startled yami on the cheek.

Bakura recovered quickly and began to laugh heartily, "Never again.  I'll teach you magic, teach you to fight, and together . . together we will protect each other.  A united force that only a fool would dare oppose!"

Pleased that his darkness was willing to let him fight, Ryou joined in his joyous laughter.  ((Together . . .))

((Always, antyw nfr akhu.))


November 29, 2008
-edited May 26, 2009