Wingzero: Tis a sad day.

Jadej.j: Why?

DS: She probably figured out she doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh.

Wingzero: *thwacks her yami* It isn't that. -________-;;;; Why can't she be more like Yami Yugi? He's cool.

DS: @_@ But I'm cool too. *is seeing stars*

Jadej.j: She doesn't know when to keep her big mouth shut. Kind of reminds me of someone, but I won't go into that.
Yami took a deep breath. "Once but I didn't enjoy it...she was just a tavern slut and I was drunk."

Yugi's eyes had a hint of sorrow. He had wanted to be Yami's first. "That's sad to hear."

"It was a mistake I regret for the rest of my life...Yugi." He kissed the boy deeply.

Yugi responded to the kiss still nervous. "Can we play?"

"If you want to stop just let me know." Yami nibbled Yugi's neck as his hands undid the boy's skirt.

"Oh okay," Yugi agreed as he moaned. "It doesn't require clothes?"

"No clothes at all." Yami gently pushed Yugi down on the bed.

Yugi didn't resist against Yami. "So that means those go?" He tugged on the pharaoh's clothing.

"Yes...." Yami moaned out. He removed his own skirt.

Yugi started kissing Yami's neck and shoulders.

Yami reached over for the oil on his dresser.

"What's the oil for?" Yugi inquired.

"It makes it easier to enter you without causing you too much pain." Yami poured some on his fingers and rubbed them together.

"That's good to hear," Yugi said, wiggling around on the bed. He looked at Yami's fingers.

Yami slowly moved his fingers down to Yugi's opening and slowly pushed one finger into the boy.

Yugi gasped as he felt the intrusion. His muscles didn't relax.

"Relax...it helps to relax" Yami spoke into Yugi's ear.

Yugi took deep breaths and eventually his muscles relaxed.

Yami waited for Yugi to relax. He then slowly moved the finger again.

The small tri-colored teen waited patiently for the pharaoh to finish preparing him.

A second finger entered Yugi. It moved with the first and soon they were joined by a third finger. It pushed back to find the sweet spot in Yugi.

Yugi's body shivered as he moaned out loud. 'What was that?' Violet eyes looked at crimson eyes with curiosity.

"The spot in you that will make this all wonderful." Yami moved his fingers for a moment longer. "Are you ready?"

"I'm ready," Yugi nodded his head

Yami removed his fingers and covered his manhood with the oil. "Relax." Yami slowly pushed his manhood into Yugi.

Yugi forced himself to relax. "I'm trying to." He gripped the sheets and closed his eyes.

Yami remained still. "Deep breath. Relax."

Yugi took deep breaths and relaxed his muscles.

Yami finished pushing in and slowly pulled out and then back in.

Yugi moaned as he held onto the pharaoh. "More."

Yami gripped Yugi's hips and deeply thrust into the boy. He moved faster.

Yugi grabbed onto Yami as if his life very life depended on it. He arched in time with the pharaoh's thrusts.

Yami then wrapped his hand around the boy's manhood and pumped it in time with his thrusts.

"Mmmmmm, faster," Yugi moaned out loud as he started kissing Yami's chest.

Yami did as Yugi ask. He moved faster. Sweat started to form on his back.

Yugi moved to Yami's neck with his kisses as he too began to sweat.

Yami nibbled Yugi's ear. He thrust deep into Yugi and pumped him hard.

Yugi continued to arch back and kiss Yami. "Mmm." He felt comfortable in the pharaoh's strong arms.

Yami squeezed Yugi's manhood. He licked the sweat off of Yugi's neck. He kept thrusting into the boy.

Yugi's muscles tightened as he could feel his climax coming.

"Aibou..." Yami bit his lip. He could feel boy tightening around him.

"Yami," Yugi moaned back. His climax was coming very close.

Yami thrust deep and fast into Yugi.

Suddenly Yugi's world turned white as he climaxed, getting both of them dirty. "YAMI!!!"

Yami thrust a few more times before he climaxed. His seed fill the small boy. He pulled out of Yugi. "Mmm...time for a bath."

"Yes, being sticky isn't fun," Yugi said, before adding, "Neither is being sticky."

"Come then." Yami picked up Yugi and walked him into his bathroom. The tub was filled with warm water.

Yugi nuzzled against the pharaoh as he was being carried over to the bathroom. "You were good."

"Thank you...you felt so right." Yami kissed Yugi's nose. They slipped into the water.

Yugi splashed some water on the pharaoh and giggled.

"You're silly angel." Yami smile at Yugi. He dunked his head under the water and pick up one of the many soap he had.

Yugi gave Yami an innocent look and the puppy dog eyes. He also slipped under the water and wet his hair, before surfacing.

Yami poured some of the soap into Yugi's hair and rubbed it in. "How does that feel?"

"Mmmm, it feels good," Yugi moaned a little as he felt Yami's touch.

Yami moved his fingers in Yugi's hair. "Good."

Yugi splashed a little water as Yami washed his hair.

Yami giggled. Then dunked Yugi in the water. "There all done." He smirked.

Yugi was caught off guard and came back sputtering. "Please warn me."

Yami smirked. "Well that for splashing in the tub." He kissed the boy. "Now do you want to wash my hair?"

Yugi cutely pouted. "Okay." He had to stand up to reach Yami's hair as he grabbed the soap and applied it to the pharaoh's hair.

Yami moaned and arched into Yugi's hands. "That's soft."

Yugi massaged the soap into Yami's hair. "You like?"

Yami nodded. "Yes I do." He purred.

"That's good to hear," Yugi said softly. "Okay, you can rinse."

Yami dunked into the water and came back up. "So you all clean now?"

"Almost," Yugi replied as he took the body soap and started scrubbed behind himself down.

Yami cleaned himself as well. "I'm glad you are happy."

Yugi nodded his head as he climbed out of the tub, soaking wet. He shook his head, splashing water everywhere including Yami.

Yami just giggled. He came out of the tub and did the same.

Yugi looked around for something to dry himself with. "Where's you towels?"

"Over here." Yami walked over to a group of red towels.

Yugi waddled over towards Yami, as he couldn't walk straight.

"You're going to be okay?" Yami handed the boy a red towel.

"I'm going to be okay," Yugi assured him, as he took the towel. "I'm just a little sore."

"That normal...so I heard." Yami patted Yugi's shoulder. "Come let's get some rest."

"Okay," Yugi said as he dried his hair. The towel inadvertently covered his face.

Yami dry himself off. "Come let's take a nap."

Yugi smiled sweetly before he threw his towel at Yami and made a beeline for the bed.

Yami dropped his towel and followed the boy to bed.

Yugi hid underneath the covers of Yami's bed.

"Where has my angel gone?" Yami looked about the room. "Oh my angel is gone."

Yugi giggled from underneath the bed covers. He wiggled a bit.

"Is he behind the chair?" Yami walked over to the chair. "Or is he hiding in the wardrobe?" Yami opened up the closet. "Is he under the bed?" He walked towards the bed.

The small tri-colored boy giggled as he took a peek from underneath the bed overs. His violet eyes watched as Yami pretended to search for him.

Yami came near the bed. "My angel. Where is my angel?" Suddenly Yami jumped on the bed.

Yugi eeped as he scrawled further away from the pharaoh.

"My angel...my love." Yami smiled at he looked at Yugi under the sheets.

Yugi crawled out from underneath the sheets and pounced on Yami, while gigging.

Yami giggled and kissed Yugi all over. "Come let's get some sleep now. We can have more fun later."

Yugi yawned and closed his eyes. He curled up against Yami.

Yami closed his own eyes, pulled up the sheets and hug Yugi.

"I also want to be with you forever too," Seto ruffled Jou's hair. 'Maybe I can get through this. I have the support of my friends and lover.'

"So will you..." Jou smiled warmly to Seto. "Or at least try too..."

'Well we'll never know until we try,' the high priest thought. 'Maybe I can get rid of some of these memories by creating new ones.' "We could."

Honey eyes looked into blue eyes. "We could do what?" He tilted his head one way.

"Well, I can't guarantee that we will complete it, though I will try," Seto indicated the both of them and the bed.
"How do you want me?" Jou's hand rubbed Seto's cheek.

"A little less clothes would be nice," Seto smirked as he tugged on Jou's clothing.

"Yes that would be nice..." Jou helped Seto with his skirt. Then he started to remove Seto's skirt.

The high priest helped Jou remove his skirt. "Such a beautiful body." He admired the blonde's body.

"But the scars...." There were some bad scars on Jou's stomach. "Dad thought I ate too much...sometimes..." Jou blushed and smiled. "But that's my past...let's make a future for us now."

"Just as you have physical scars, I have emotional scars," Seto sighed. "We should set it aside and look towards the future, or we will be going nowhere."

"Now true love." Jou nipped at Seto's neck. His hands roamed down Seto's back. "Mmm you soft."

Seto pushed Jou back onto the bed, but he was willing to stop should Jou speak out.

Jou moaned and started to purr. His legs rubbed against Seto's legs. "More..."

Seto started kissing Jou's neck, chest, and along his jaw line. "Let's play."

"What game?" Jou arched his back.

"This game," Seto went down to Jou's special part and took it in his mouth. He started to suck.

"AH!!!" Jou's hips bucked. "Master...oh oh..." The blonde gripped the sheets tightly.

Seto held onto Jou's hips. He continued to suck as he waited to taste Jou.

The blonde felt his heart pick up speed. His legs twitched as he felt Seto's mouth on his manhood. "Seto..."

As his mouth was currently busy, the high priest couldn't reply so he reached out and started to play with one of Jou's balls.

"Ah..." Jou arched his back and he wiggled his hips.

Seto sucked harder this time and continued to play with Jou's ball.

Honey eyes rolled back and Jou scream. "SETO!!!!" As he released into the dark hair teen's mouth.

Seto drank all of Jou and crawled up to hm. "Mmmm. You are very tasty."

Jou was panting. His face was flush. "Seto...I...never felt any thing like that before..." Honey eyes filled with warmth.

: "That was only the appetizer," Seto said, using an analogy. "The main course is the real pleaser, from what I've heard."

Jou's face turned brighter red. "And what is the main course?"

Seto gave Jou a smirk. "You'll have to find out that one for yourself." He rubbed Jou's stomach and chest.

Jou purred from Seto's touch. "Mmm...so soft hands...you have Seto..." Jou licked his dry lips.

"Would you like to move onto the main course or shall we continue with the appetizer?" Seto asked huskily.

"There's more of an appetizer? How when I'm spent like this..." Jou licked his lips again.

"You'll be surprised how much one can do before the main course," Seto said slyly. He moved on top of Jou and started to kiss his chest, before taking a nipple in his mouth and sucking.

Jou wiggled his hips as he felt Seto take a nipple into his mouth. His hands rubbed the back of Seto's body. The blonde moaned and purred

Seto released his hold on Jou's nipple.

Jou shook. His body arch again. His hips rub into Seto's hips. "Seto oh Seto....that feels so good."

"So my little pup wants more?" Seto asked in a sultry voice. He grinded his hips against Jou's.

He whined. "Seto oh Seto...please...more..." Jou rub against Seto.

The high priest reached over to his night stand, hoping to find a bottle of oil, but found none. He then searched and cursed out loud.

"What's wrong?" Jou looked at Seto.

"I can't seem to find the oil," Seto replied as he scowled. He then searched the other night stand.

"Did ya try the bathroom?" Honey eyes blink.

"I might have left it there," Seto said, getting off of Jou and hurrying to the bathroom.

Jou rolled on his stomach and wiggled his feet in the air. He loved the sight of his lover's ass.

A few Egyptian curses can be heard from the bathroom as Seto searched through the entire room.

-Poor Seto...my lover upset about some oil..- Jou stretched out on the bed.

The high priest walked back outside holding a bottle of oil and rubbing his head. 'Stupid royal architects.'

Jou sat up on his elbows. "Are you okay?" He licked his lips.

"It's only a minor bump," Seto said as he sat down next to Jou. "Those blasted royal architects screwed up with the design to my bathroom."

Jou sat up and kissed the bump. "So why do we need the oil?" His hands reach out for the small bottle.

"It's to make it less painful for you when I enter you," Seto explained while he opened the bottle and applied some on his fingers.

Jou blinked. "Okay." The blonde lay back down on his back.

Seto placed his digit in front of Jou's entrance before slowly pushing it in.

Jou gasped. "Ack..." He shook his head.

"Relax, Jou, relax," Seto said soothingly. "Do you want me to continue?"

Jou took a few deep breathes. His body relaxed. "Please keep going...."

Seto pushed his finger all the way in and pulled it out a few times, before he added a second finger.

Jou's head batted right and left. A purr came deep from Jou's throat. His hips rock against Seto's fingers.

Soon a third finger entered Jou and Seto started to stretch the blonde out. 'Let's see. Where is that spot?'

Jou blink. He wondered what Seto was doing now. Suddenly he yelped in pleasure. "Ah Seto..."

"Ah, found it," Seto smirked as he pushed and pulled his fingers in out of Jou a few times.

The blonde was a whimpering pile. "Seto...Seto...Seto..."

"Yes, yes, yes?" Seto replied with an amused smirk.

"What...what ...what was that...?" Jou was panting hard.

"That makes you want more," Seto replied. He was currently placing oil on his manhood.

"Oh!" Ruby was snickering in the back ground. "Oh she thinks it's funny I don't know that...."

Seto chuckled. "That means I'll have to teach you." He placed himself at Jou's entrance. "Are you ready?"

Jou's legs wrapped around Seto. "Yes..."

The high priest slowly pushed himself into Jou. He didn't want to hurt the boy.

Jou growled. "Too slow...." His legs locked in behind Seto and pushed him down into him. "Ah..." The blond nuzzled Seto's neck.

"Oh, my little pup is impatient, isn't he?" Seto pushed himself all the way into Jou. He waited for the blonde to adjust to him.

Jou took one of Seto's nipples and nipped at it. His hips rub against Seto's hips.

Seto moaned. He then pulled back and thrusted back in. Pretty soon he started a rhythm.

Jou rocked with Seto's moments. He bit down on to the nipple. He then blew on it

The high priest moaned again. "Puppy knows how to play." His hands slipped onto Jou's manhood and he started to pump it in time with his thrusts.

Whining and purring came from Jou's mouth. He rubbed hard against Seto. His heart was beating hard and fast. Sweat heavily covered Jou's body now.

Seto's lips met Jou's lips as he pressed them together for a passionate kiss. He licked Jou's bottom lip, wanting entrance. At the same time, he continued to thrust deeply into the blonde and pump his manhood.

Jou eagerly opened his mouth to Seto's tongue. He moaned and purred. He rose to each thrust Seto was doing.

Seto plunged into Jou's mouth, tasting the blonde. 'Tastes sweet.' He ran his other hand along Jou's side.

Jou's tongue played with Seto's. The blonde's hands roam Seto's lovely form.

The brunette thrusted faster and deeper, trying to hit that sweet spot. His tongue played with Jou's.

Jou's nails dug into Seto's side. He wanted to scream out to everyone Seto was his and his alone.

The high priest broke the kiss as he needed oxygen. As soon as he was ready, he attacked Jou with several kisses.

"Seto...please oh please....bond with me...I need you so much..." Jou kissed Seto's neck.

'I wish I could bond with him,' Seto thought as he continued to make love to Jou.

Jou stop for a moment. He was panting. "Did you say something, Seto?"

"I didn't say anything," Seto replied with a confused look. 'I think my pup is losing it.'

"I'm not losing it." Honey eyes stared into blue eyes.

"This is getting weird," Seto paused in their love making. 'Are you reading my mind?'

Honey eyes widened. Jou just nodded. 'Do you hear me?'

'Yes, I do,' Seto thought to Jou. 'I guess we have bonded though I'm not really sure.'

'Our gift?' Jou was panting. 'Let's finish this first...then start asking questions...' Jou kissed Seto's lips.

'Yes, let's finish,' Seto thought as he continued to thrust into Jou, making sure he hit his sweet spot every single time.

Jou arched back and moaned. The blonde as well purred. 'At least we don't have to speak with words now...'

'That frees up out mouths for this.' Seto went in for another deep and passionate kiss.

'Indeed...soul mate...' Jou kissed back with every part of the heat.

The high priest deepened the kiss and nipped at Jou's bottom lip for entrance. He continued to thrust deeper, trying to hit Jou's sweet spot every time.

Jou's mouth opened and he arched into Seto's body. He felt something growing inside him. 'Seto...something...I...' Jou screamed as he came.

: 'JOU!!' Seto screamed as he filled Jou with his essence. He broke the kissed and collapsed onto the blonde. 'That was fun.'

'Yes..' Jou purred. 'Can we do it again...' The blonde had a smirk on his face.

'You need to rest, after all this is your first,' Seto informed Jou as he pulled out of the blonde.

'Why...?' Jou's hand rubbed Seto's chest.

'You body isn't used to this type of activity,' Seto explained to Jou. He laid next to him.

'Oh...' Jou move closer to Seto. 'What other kind of fun can we have? Or should we talk about this newly form bond.' He sucked on Seto's neck.

'Aren't you tired?' Seto wondered where Jou could have that much energy stored. 'As for the bond, I'll have to do some research in the royal library.'

'A bit...' Jou nipped Seto's shoulder. 'Do you want help looking....I want learn about this gift...'

Seto yawned out loud. 'How about we take a nap before hitting the library.'

'Sure that's fine...' Jou smiled. 'I'm going to wash up.' He slowly slipped out of bed but he didn't get far though. He yelped as he slid down on to the floor.

The brunette immediately rushed over to the blonde's side. 'I should have warned you about this. I'm sorry.' He helped Jou back to the bed.

Jou just giggled. 'Not your fault but I really need a bath...' He looked silly at Seto.

'Then a bath it is.' Seto picked up Jou bride style and carried him to the bathroom.

'Thanks....love.' Jou nuzzled Seto's neck.

'Your welcome, my puppy.' Seto placed Jou into the tub before joining the blonde. The bath water had already been drawn.

Jou pouted but smile soon after. 'My legs feel like jelly...'

'It's normal to feel that way.' Seto started washing Jou's body. 'Do you want your hair to be washed?'

Jou move into Seto's hands. 'Yes....'
As soon as Seto was finished washing Jou's body, he wetted Jou's hair. He picked up the soap and lathered it into the blonde hair.

Jou purred. 'Seto...I'm so glad I'm yours....and when the time is right I will have our children...'

'You don't know how grateful I am that you're willing to bear our children. Perhaps, we can have one boy and one girl or would you prefer more?'

'I want twins...and maybe another after that.' Jou purred as Seto wash his hair.

'Are you sure you want twins?' Seto asked a little worried, since men weren't built to carry babies, but through magic it was possible.

'Yes. You are worry about something?' Jou looked at Seto. 'Maybe Ruby can help us...it's just a thought.'

'Yes, I am, but we'll deal with it together,' Seto replied, trying to sound assuring. He rinsed of Jou, before cleaning himself off.

'Okay.' Jou smiled at Seto and hugged him.

Once they were both cleaned, Seto dried the both of them off with the towels in his bathroom and carried Jou to his bed. He placed Jou in it, before joining the blonde.

'So a nap and then to find out about our bond...' Jou yawned.

'Yes.' Seto replied as he closed his eyes and pulled the covers over the both of them. He pulled Jou closer to his body.

Ryou ate the last of his meal. "Well I think it's time for us to get that dragon bane."

Malik nodded his head and finished his breakfast. "Sure thing." He stood up, making sure his sword didn't hit anything.

Ryou paid for his meal and juice. "This way then." He took a few steps towards the door.

Malik reached into his pouch and pulled out enough coins to pay for his meal. He silently followed Ryou.

"If we are lucky we'll run into Bakura as well." Ryou walked down the street. He came to a stop in front of a jewel shop. He saw all the dragon type jewelry. "I should tell Seto about these. No doubt he wants to mark Jou as his slave." Lot's of different color dragon jewelry shone in the light.

Malik stopped in front of the jewelry shop. When he heard the healer's comment, he wondered why Ryou made that statement. 'What does the high priest and dragons have in common? Oh yeah, he's the master of three Blue Eyes White Dragons. Now it makes sense.' "Maybe we will, maybe we won't. Only the gods will know."

"That very true Malik but still Seto is a person that make speople know what is his all the time." Ryou came to the dark alleyway. "The shop is down here."

Malik's eyes immediately scanned the area for any potential danger. He loosened his sword from its scabbard as soon as he had a bad feeling about it. "Someone is watching us." He said as entered the dark alleyway.

Ryou nodded. "Okay. One step at a time." He then headed down the alleyway.

Malik pulled on his sword so that he could easily remove it should there be any immediate danger. "Don't stray too far ahead or I might not be able to get to you in time." He continued down the alleyway.

Ryou slowed his step a bit. "The shop is just around the next bend."

The Egyptian blonde tilted his head to hear something, before rushing past Malik. He rounded the corner and grabbed someone who had been watching them. Malik had that person in a hold, when he dragged the person over to where he left Ryou.

"Get your hands off of me!" a certain white haired thief yelled.

"Malik, it's okay." Ryou came over to the pair. "Hello Bakura. I have wonderful news for you." The healer smiled.

Malik nodded his head and released Bakura, though he kept an eye on the white haired thief.

Bakura muttered a few choice words, before turning his attention to the healer. "What could be wonderful news?"

"The death mark has been taken off you." Ryou beamed. "The Pharaoh would like your help and maybe now you don't have to steal any more. You can come live in the palace if you wish." Ryou was grinning ear to ear.

Cold brown eyes blinked several times as he digested the information. "The pharaoh has actually taken the death mark off of me and he wants me to work for him. Are you sure about that? I know I'm not the most trustworthy of people."

Ryou nodded. "He did." The healer looked at Malik. "Any ways I'm going to get some dragon bane and then head back to the palace. Would you like to join us?"

"Well, I don't have anything better to do," Bakura shrugged. He looked towards Malik, who also shrugged. "I don't see why not."

"I'll make sure the coast is clear," the violet eyed Egyptian said, before moving around the corner.

"How you been?" Ryou smiled at Bakura.

"I've been doing okay," Bakura leaned against a wall, while keeping an eye on the surroundings. "I was wondering something."

Ryou looked at Bakura. "And what was that?"

"How could the pharaoh have any use of my talents?" Bakura wondered. "I'm a professional thief."

"One thing. You can sneak around right? No one will see you. I think the Pharaoh is worried about someone betraying him." Ryou glanced over to where Malik went.

"Of course, I have yet to be caught," Bakura smirked proudly. "Someone betray the pharaoh? Why doesn't that not surprise me?" He still kept a watch.

"Well there the bandits that seem to be getting stronger and Yami has been feeling something not right in the palace for a least a week now."

"And I suppose he wants my advice or me to look out for them?" Bakura asked as they waited for Malik to return.

"Both. Maybe you can become more." Ryou smiled softy at Bakura

Bakura raised his brow. "What are you talking about?"

"Well you could become a spy or a guard something you really want to be." Ryou leaned up on the wall beside Bakura.

"I never had any real ambitions while growing up," Bakura sighed. "It was hard enough staying alive. I couldn't afford to be dreaming."

"Well then you can start dreaming." Ryou's hand rubbed Bakura's hand.

Bakura felt something on his hand and looked down only to find Ryou's hand. "Just what are you doing?"

Ryou blushed. "Oh sorry I didn't..." He looked away from Bakura.

"I'm not used to human contact," Bakura shrugged.

"That's understandable, you have been alone all this time. So are you coming back to the palace with me and Malik?"

"I don't see why I shouldn't," Bakura said just as a blood splattered Malik made his entrance.

"Today is not a good day to go there," Malik sighed.

"Oh dear and I really need that dragon bane. Seto has been waiting a week already." Ryou pushed away from the wall. "Let me think." He tapped his head.

Malik smirked. "I've taken care of all of them. No need to worry. Be careful where you step though. It's kind of messy."

"So you're that type of person," Bakura said and turned pale as soon as he saw the carnage. "Did you really have to do that?"

"They left me no choice," Malik replied as he cleaned his sword.

"Oh my maybe they were after me..." Ryou picked up his robe as he walked through the blood and bodies. "This place being on of the few places that sells dragon bane. Or maybe it's Seto they are after..." The shop came into view. 'Dragon's Wings'

Malik followed behind Ryou, not caring where he stepped as he was already covered with blood. Bakura meanwhile was trying to avoid getting blood on his clothes as he didn't want to wash them out.

"I'll be a minute." Ryou push the door open and walk in.

Malik walked over to the door and waited outside as did Bakura.

A middle aged man sat behind a counter. He was currently weighing some dragon nails. Shelves of different potions and assortments lined the store.

"Hello. I need some dragon bane and some dragon scales please." The white hair teen came over to the counter.

"Good morning to you, young man," the shop owner greeted the healer. "How much would you like of each?" He retrieved the two items.

"Well I need 2 kgs of dragon bane and 1 kg of the dragon scales." Ryou took his money pouch out.

"That will be fifteen gold coins," the shop owner said as he measured both the dragon bane and dragon scales.

"Here you go." Ryou counted out the coins. "I hope business been well."

"Business hasn't been well, ever since those renegades entered the area," the shop owner shook his head. He handed over the two bags.

"Then I have some good news. The men that been shadowing your shop had been taken care off. My bodyguard cleaned up the alleyway of them. Now you might have to clean up the bodies...." Ryou took the bags from the man. "Thank you." He then turned to leave the shop.

"That is good news, thank you very much," the shop owner said gratefully. "And please thank your body guard. I don't mind the clean up as long as there it doesn't involve any fighting. I'm getting too old for that kind of stuff."

"Take care then." Ryou stepped out of the shop. "Okay I got what I need. Let's get back to the palace. Malik, the shop owner says thanks you for the clean up of the alleyway."

"No problem," Malik said. "It gave me a decent workout anyways."

"Only you can say that," Bakura said sarcastically as he prepared to leave the bloody area. "You might want to do something about your armor."

"You think?" Malik said looking at his armor.

Ryou giggled. "Well let's get going now."

"Sure, I suppose you don't know where I can get my armor cleaned," Malik asked the healer as he followed Ryou along with Bakura.

"In the palace we have an armory that cleans armor and sharpen swords." Ryou smiled as he came out of the alleyway. The sun felt good on his face.

"Maybe they will clean mine," Malik said looking at his armor. "I tend to clean it after every battle and it takes too long."

"If you didn't kill as much, then you wouldn't have to," Bakura said as he followed Ryou.

"Now, now no bickering." Ryou grined at both boys. The palace came into view. "Don't worry Bakura just stay with me and nothing will happen."

"Yes mother," both Bakura and Malik teased the healer.

"If not I can always use Malik as a shield," Bakura said thoughtfully.

"You wish," Malik huffed.

"Come children this way." Ryou winked at both of them.

"Fine," Bakura and Malik said at the same time. They walked after Ryou past the first guards, who gave Bakura and Malik a strange look.

Ryou could feel all the sex energy as he walked towards his room. He almost lost his footing. "I think the Pharaoh is busy right now. Come my room is over here we can talk for a while."

"Where should I go to get my armor clean?" Malik asked as they entered the palace. "I don't know my way around."

"That's right first let get your armor clean, but let's get Bakura in my room. It maybe best he isn't seen too much until we talk to the Pharaoh." Ryou looked at both boys.

"I don't mind," Malik said as they walked towards Ryou's room. "It's not like I'm not used to it, wearing bloodied armor."

"Here you go Bakura." Ryou opened the door to his room. "You can take a bath and I see if I can find you some new clothes as I take Malik to the armory. We will not be long."

"Sure, I haven't had one for the past couple of days," Bakura said, entering the room. "I could really use one. Thanks." He said the last word as if forced to, since he wasn't used to saying it.

"Your welcome. Come Malik I show you the armory." Ryou walked down the hallway.

Malik nodded his head and followed after Ryou. "So when can I meet his highness?"

"I'm not sure..." Ryou took a deep breath. He noted the sex energy came not just from Yami's room but Seto's. "We usually have lunch together. That will be the best time to meet him."

"Sounds like the pharaoh and high priest are getting some action," Malik said as he heard the moans and screams from the two rooms. "Maybe by then, they'll be a little more presentable."

Ryou blushed. "Yes...I would believe so..." Ryou hurry down the hall. "The armory is over here."

Malik just followed the healer down towards the armor.

Ryou took a deep breath. "Here we go." He showed Malik the armory.

Malik entered the armory where the attendant started helping him.

In the meantime, Bakura had stripped out of his dusty clothing and slipped into the water. 'Man, a nice warm bath is hard to come by.'

Ryou leaned up against a wall. He knew Yami would have Yugi as his own but Seto. He remembered how the dark hair teen was redrawn within himself. Jou must have just broke down those walls.

Bakura washed himself and looked around. 'I wonder how my first meeting with the pharaoh is going to be. I wonder what he's like, if all those rumors are in fact true.'

"How your armor coming Malik." Ryou was leaning on the wall.

"It's coming along fine," Malik said as he took it off and handed it over piece by piece to the attendant. The attendant was doing a good job on cleaning his armor.

"That's good to hear." Ryou pushed off the wall. "Can you find you own way back to my room?"

"Sure, I'll be there as soon as he's finished," Malik called to the healer.

"Okay." Ryou walked quickly back to his room. He opened the door and entered his room. "Bakura?" He called out.

"I'm still in here," Bakura replied from the bathroom. "Don't come in. I haven't finished cleaning myself." He hurried up with the process.

"Don't worry I'm not." Ryou sank down in his bed.

"Where's the towels?" Bakura called out from the bathroom. "Is there some place I can wash my clothes?"

Ryou sat up. "The white towels are to the right of you and I have something for you to wear." He jumped off the bed and pulled out some clothes for Bakura. "I'll leave them at the door." Which he did.

"I found them," Bakura replied as he walked over to the towels. He then dried himself off and wrapped one towel around his waist. He grabbed another towel and started to dry off his hair while he walked out.

"There are your clothes." Ryou pointed to Bakura's feet.

"Sure," Bakura picked up the clothes, after drying off his hair. His muscles tightened as he moved around.

"Forgive me if I seem nervous. I pick up emotions...and there were some strong ones in the hallway."

Bakura raised a brow. "You mean from those rooms with the interesting activities?"

Ryou nodded quickly. "The biggest shock is the High Priest is active in one of the interesting activities."

"What would be shocking about the high priest doing it?" Bakura asked as he stepped into the bathroom with the clothes.

"Well he has so many walls that he built around himself." Ryou looked at his feet.

"He reminds me of someone I know, or should I say two people I know," Bakura said from the bathroom.

Ryou let out a breath and fell back on the bed. "It's been a busy morning...."

"It has been for the both of us," Bakura said, emerging from the bathroom.

Ryou looked at Bakura. "You look good in that."

"You think so?" Bakura was looking in the mirror.

"Yes you do." Ryou smiled. "I hope Malik is okay."

"After seeing the damage he's done, I wouldn't want to run into him in a dark alley," Bakura said turning to Ryou.

"Yes indeed. I met him last night when he save Jou from attacker."

"So that's how you know him," Bakura said as he walked over to the healer.

Ryou nodded. "Yes, Malik had a few cuts from his attacker but from the signs of blood on his cloak, his attacker received the worst of it."

Bakura sat on Ryou's bed. "So what do we do until the pharaoh has rested from his recent activities?"

Ryou turn onto his side. "Don't know."

"What is there to do around here?" Bakura flopped onto the bed.

"Well I make my meds and potions." Ryou looked at Bakura.

"Okay, so maybe I pick up a few things," Bakura shrugged.