Title:  Retrieving Destiny
Part:  22/23
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.

2,121 words | 2nd draft – 2,169 words


"Niisama!  Jonouchi-nii!!!" an exuberant voice yelled loudly over the noisy crowd followed immediately by female voice yelling:

"Oniichan!  Seto-oniisan!"

Mokuba and Shizuka, the owners of the voices, went tearing for their older brothers once they caught sight of Seto and Jonouchi exiting the terminals.  Leaping into their siblings arms, the pre-teen and young teenager laughed happily as they were hugged by their brothers.

"Shizu-chan what are you doing here?!" Jonouchi asked, stunned that his little sister was there to greet him for their arrival.

"Mokuba-chan picked me up this afternoon," she explained as her brother sat her down, giving her another hug before he finally let her go.  "I got permission from Okaasan to stay over for a couple nights," she told her big brother cheerfully.

"All right!" the blond cheered, thrilled beyond words that his mother was allowing him and his sister time together.  It wasn't often that the two Jonouchi siblings were able to spend much time together, since she lived in a different city and their mother was far too overprotective to let the girl stay out of her sight for long.

Walking along side his brother, Mokuba gave his brother a searching look.  "Something's different about you," he said finally.

Pleased by his little brother's observance, Seto decided to feign ignorance anyway.  "Different how?" he asked, handing his bag to Isono.

"I'm not sure . . ." Mokuba finally admitted after a moment.  "But something changed while you were gone.  It's the same thing with Jonouchi-nii.  He's definitely happier and there's something else I can't put my finger on," the pre-teen stated honestly, "Something happened while you were in Egypt didn't it?"

"Hnn.  You're right Mokuba," Seto admitted after a moment, "Something did happen, but you'll have to wait until we get home before I explain anything.  It’s a far too long and complicated story to tell in the limo.  Katsuya and I WILL tell you both when we get settled in at home," he promised, ruffling Mokuba's long, spiky, dark blue locks.

((Your brother is quite observant,)) Seth commented once the group of four had gotten into the limo.

((Yes, I'm very proud of him,)) Seto replied, giving the pre-teen a gentle, proud smile


Watching Anzu and Honda greet their parents, Mai found herself wishing them the best of luck; she knew that it was going to be quite difficult for the two teens to explain things to their parents.  Out of all of the teens, Anzu and Honda had seemed the most nervous about the upcoming confrontation and the blonde student teacher couldn't help but worry for them.  Before they had left, Mai had been sure to give both teen's her address and phone number just in case, but that was the most she could do for now.

((They will be fine.  Hondo and Teana are strong and they are not alone,)) Isis reassured her through their link as her hikari got into the cab while the driver loaded her suitcases into the trunk.

Mai sighed, her yami was right, but still . . . ((I know they're strong, but I still worry about them.  They're just kids and I know it'll hurt them a lot to have their parent's reject them.))

((Have faith my light.  Things will be okay.))

Smiling, Mai leaned her head back against the seat of the taxicab.  ((I hope you're right, Isis.  I really hope you're right.))


Ryou stifled a laugh as Malik made yet another amazed exclamation over something else out the window.  While the boys had been waiting for an empty taxi, Ryou had learned that the Egyptian teen's older brother had procured his friend an apartment in the same building as Ryou's.  So of course it only made sense for the two teenagers to travel together.  Unfortunately, Ryou had forgotten that Malik had never been outside of Egypt before.  So now he was stuck sharing a taxi with the over-excited teen who was acting as spastic and touristy as Jonouchi had when they'd arrived in Cairo.  It also didn't help that he could hear Bakura making sarcastic comments the entire time in his head.

To Ryou’s relief they soon arrived at his apartment building, Malik practically flying out of the cab to get a good look at the outside of his new home.  Then with luggage in hand, the two teens went inside, Ryou offering to walk with the Egyptian to the manager's office.

"I'll go with you to make sure you get everything you need from her," he said, knowing that the other teen was still learning Japanese and might miss something important otherwise.  Behind them, Marik and Bakura appeared both wearing modern versions of their original outfits, wrapping their arms around the teens' waists possessively.  "Oh good!" Ryou chirped, "We can introduce the two of you as well since you'll be living with us," he stated, leading the way with a bit of difficulty with Bakura attached to his middle.  Coming to the manager's officer door Ryou knocked briskly before entering with the three Egyptians close behind.

"Konnichi wa, manager-san!" the silver-haired teen greeted the middle-aged woman cheerfully.  "I've come with your new tenant Malik Ishtar!"

"Hello Ryou-chan!  How was your trip?" she asked, after pausing to greet Malik politely then going to look for his key.

"It was a lot of fun and I made some new friends," he told her smiling happily.

"I can see that," she said, giving a knowing grin to the teen who blushed both at the implications and his lack of manners.

"I'm sorry!  Manager-san, the man behind me is Bakura Wati (1) and the one holding Malik is Marik Wosret (2), they’re our boyfriends."

The woman laughed as she started shooing the boys out of the office, "I figured that last part out myself, Ryou-chan.  Talk about your ultimate souvenir, eh?"

Ryou turned bright red and buried his face in his hands while the others shared a friendly laugh at his expense.

"Now, I didn't know Malik-chan was your friend when I did this, but I gave him the apartment across from yours," she explained while the group rode up in the elevator.  Arriving on the fourth floor, she led them down the hallway and unlocked the door, then handed the key to Malik.  "Now the apartment comes fully furnished, complete with major appliances, and there are washing machines downstairs which Ryou can show you later.  This isn't a hostel so there's no curfew, but if you're going to be out late, all I ask is that you're quiet coming home so you don't disturb the other tenants."

Malik smiled and thanked the woman, bowing properly in respect.  The manager bowed in return leaving the two teens and their yami's alone.

"Well, I'll let you two get settled in, "Ryou said leading his darkness towards the door.  "I've got to show Bakura around my apartment before the jet lag sets in."


Catching sight of Hanasaki's parent's turned out to be rather simple.  The two adults bore such a striking resemblance to his light that Dartz couldn't help but wonder if they too were reincarnations.  Waving cheerfully to his parents Tomoya swallowed down his fear and headed over, being sure to keep hold of his daughter's hand, with Dartz holding the other.  They both knew how excited the girl was about the prospect of getting a grandfather and a grandmother, but neither of her parents wanted to startle the adults too early.

"Hello, 'kaasan, otousan!" he greeted his parent's smiling brightly up at them.

Confused that their son was greeting them with a strange man and child accompanying him, both of their reactions were a bit muted, but they still managed to greet their son and his guests politely.

Finally, the orange-haired teen plunged in head first, "Mom, Dad, this is my boyfriend Dartz and our daughter, Chris," he told them, grateful when both his husband and child wrapped a comforting arm around him.

Both the teen's parents gaped openly at their son for a long moment.  Neither one had known that their son was gay, yes there had been times when they had suspected but still, to have him come out in a public place was quite the surprise.  More to the point, he had come out to them with a beautiful man at his side, one he must have met during his trip and looked to be a several years older than he was.  A man who apparently already had a daughter that their son had adopted?

Confused, it was his mother who asked the first question, "Tomoya, did you just say that Chris was your daughter?"  When her son nodded and gave the small girl a loving smile, the woman knew one thing for sure:  her son was serious about what he was telling them.  Smiling at the little girl, she got down on her knees, "Would you like to give your grandmother a hug?" she asked, opening her arms to the child.

Giggling happily, the gray-eyed child launched herself into her grandmother's arms and hugged her tightly.  Pulling back a bit, the older woman took a good look at the girl, noticing that oddly enough, especially in the eyes, the child seemed to share a lot of features with her son.

While mother and granddaughter became acquainted, Tomoya smiled nervously at his father.  "I know this all seems strange Dad but I promise when we get home I'll explain everything."

"Everything?" his father asked, giving Dartz an odd look.  There was just something different about the aqua-haired man holding onto his son.

"Everything," Tomoya promised, knowing that this would a long, convoluted discussion that he really hoped would be over dinner.   Jet lag was beginning to set in and he was really looking forward to a nap in his own bed.


"Tadaima (3)!" Yuugi caroled as he followed his grandfather into the shop, suitcases in tow.  Even though they were the only ones who lived there, Yuugi was so happy to be home that he couldn't help but call out.  Appearing next to his cheerful light, Atem pulled the small teen into his arms and kissed him deeply.  Yuugi in turn, dropped his suitcase and twined around his beloved darkness to return the gesture.

Chuckling and shaking his head, Sugoroku locked the door and headed upstairs to drop off his own luggage and give the teens a bit of privacy.

The two boys were so wrapped up in one another that didn't even notice his exit.  Finally pulling away, Yuugi moved to nuzzle his nose into the crook of Atem's neck, enjoying the other male's heady personal scent.

"So this is your home?" Atem asked, a bit confused by the colorful game boxes and other items that adorned the shelves of the room they were standing in.  This didn’t look like any dwelling he’d ever seen before.

Pulling away, Yuugi smiled up at the former pharaoh, "Not exactly.  This is just the shop my grandfather runs," he explained, reluctantly pulling away to pick his suitcase back up.  "Our home is upstairs," he said, leading the yami to the curtained-off stairs behind the register.  Opening the door at the top, Yuugi ushered Atem inside to reveal a homey living room.  In the background, Yuugi could hear his grandfather moving around in the kitchen, hopefully making something for dinner.

Still smiling Yuugi gave his mate a short, impromptu tour of his new home, "There's a kitchen to the right, a bathroom down the hall, and three bedrooms."  Taking Atem's hand he led the other teen down the hall, pointing out his grandfather's room and the guest room before taking him to his own.  The simple room contained a bed, desk, and dresser for furnishings, there was a skylight that opened up to the roof, and what turned out to be a rather large closet filled with clothes and games.  The whole room seemed to reflect the bright teen's exuberant personality to a T.

Pulling his pharaoh into a hug, Yuugi sighed happily.  "Welcome home Atem, my beloved darkness."

Picking up his happy light and earning himself a squeal in the process, Atem carried his light over to the twin bed situated against the wall.  Placing the teen down carefully, he crawled on top of his hikari, chuckling darkly as a deep blush covered the teen's face.  He loved how shy and innocent his light still was and wondered if he would always be that way.  Giving the teen a chaste kiss, he pulled away and settled down comfortably on top of the boy, being careful not to put too much weight on the smaller male.  Resting his head down on Yuugi's chest, he wrapped his arms around the teen's waist and closed his bright crimson eyes.  ((It is good to be home, antyw mry akhu,)) he told his light who curled his own arms around Atem's shoulders in return, closing his amethyst eyes, content to be in the arms of the one he loved.



1 - ancient Egyptian for rebel

2 – ancient Egyptian for powerful one

3 - Japanese greeting when returning home



November 30, 2008
-edited May 30, 2009