Union of Light and Dark

by Sailor Optimal Optimus

Author's Note: Sorry about the holdup, but here it is: the lemon. FF.Net froze my account because someone whom I will refer to as the infamous FF.Net reporter (Be aware; any author on FF.Net may be next) reported that my fic Yin and Yang, which I put up as a redirectory to the where I uploaded the fic, was an announcement.

So, everyone that loves this story has to come to Mediaminer.Org to read it, which is fine by me. I'm just glad I found this site some time ago for when something like that to happen to me.

Any case, this is the last chapter and I am in the process of thinking up a sequel, so I thank you all for the reviews and your patience. Enjoy!

Ryou stretched his body, wiggling his fingers in the air, before plopping back down on his bed. It was mid-August and he had his casts removed several days ago, leaving a few faint scars on his arm and leg. He had to use crutches for a bit, just so he can get use to walking again, which now decorate a corner of his room.

'I'm never taking walking for granted again,' Ryou thought jokingly, remembering how much of a pain it was to get anywhere without help, especially being in a wheelchair and using only one good arm. Bakura had to practically carry him everywhere, not that he minded, and he hated the itchy feeling of the plaster on his skin and not being able to do anything about it. At least he had the support of his friends, his dad, and his koi.

Speaking of the white-haired demon, Bakura had taken up a summer job at the mall to gain some extra spending money for them, although it wasn't necessary, seeing as that the elder Bakura made more than enough as an archaeologist. Ryou smirked, remembering when he, Yugi, and Joey came to the mall and saw him working at the same store that Yami was working in, how the two worked together without complaint, until they left the store and went at it right in front of them, Bakura complaining about the customers being 'queers' and 'twits'. In a sense, Yami took this as an offense, considering half of what the customers were buying was leather and buckles, the argument lasting until they hit the food court and Joey ended up getting into an argument with Seto Kaiba, who had came to pick up Mokuba at the arcade with his friends, over stupid stuff.

Ryou sighed, his smile fading. He knew his yami loved him, and the feeling is returned a hundredfold, but they haven't done anything as a couple besides cuddling and sweet tender kisses. Not that he complained, for he was glad Bakura didn't pressure him to other things, but he wonder if, at times, that they would get over the last of the obstacles and officially become lovers. The white-haired teen knew his dad didn't mind their relationship. In fact, he approved of it, unlike several parents he knew of that disowned their children over being gay or a lesbian.

A sudden knock on the door broke Ryou out of his thought, telling the person outside to enter. It was his father.

"How would you like to go out to eat Ryou," James asked, "Bakura called and said he was going to work late tonight."

"Okay," Ryou jumped off his bed and grabbed his sneakers. He and his dad barely had time to spend with each other and with only two months left before James went back to work, Ryou wanted to take every advantage of it.

As the white-haired teen and his father piled into the car, James smirked as he looked into the driver's side mirror. The night out was a distraction, but he couldn't care less, for it gave him some time to spend with his son.

* * * *

Ryou and James were laughing as they had a conversation about the movie they had watched after dinner. It was suppose to be a serious movie, but the plot had so many holes in it that the two decided to have some fun with it, making up fake possibilities and so forth.

As they pulled into the driveway, James' cellphone went off and he stopped the car long enough to answer it.

"Hello," he said, "Yes? Oh hi, what can I do for you Ms Ishtar?... Uh-huh...... And you and your colleagues have no clue of the translation? .... Right now? I just got home and it's late-............Alright, I'm on my way.

"I'm sorry Ryou," he said after he hung up, "but I gotta head to the museum over something."
"That's okay dad," Ryou smiled, "It's your field of expertise. I'll tell Bakura not to stay up tonight waiting for you and I hope whatever it is can be solved."

With that, the hikari of the Millennium Ring got out of the car, waved to his father backing out, then went inside. James couldn't help but chuckle. His son never even check once at the duffle bag in the far back seat.

* * * *

"BAKURA, I'M HOME," Ryou shouted, but got no reply. The house was strangely quiet, the lamp on one of the stands the only one lit. Taking a quick peek into the kitchen, Ryou saw it dark and the only light coming from a night light next to the sink, but still no Bakura. Looking everywhere else on the first floor and turning up nothing, Ryou turned on the other night light next to the stairs and turned off the lamp, heading straight to bed feeling lonely.

Suddenly, there was a creak and Ryou went to turn around, but a blindfold covered his eyes, the stranger tying it gently and making sure not to tied down any loose strands of white hair.

"Ba-bakura," Ryou whimpered, feeling hands upon his arms.

"Sssh," Bakura whispered, "It's alright tenshi. I just have a small surprise for you."

"A surprise," Ryou repeated, being lead by his yami through the hallway and into their room. When they walked in, Bakura closed the door and undid the blindfold, Ryou gasping at the sight.

Dozens of scented candles lit the area, a few incense here and there. Upon the bed that looked Egyptian was a small blanket with a lump in the center. When he turned around to question, the white-haired yami nodded for him to go forward.

Ryou walked to the bed, feeling like he was in a dream, and gently touched the lump in the blanket. He jumped back a bit when it moved, and the teen gently removed the blanket. At seeing what was underneath made Ryou's eyes widen and fill with tears.

Bakura smiled softly as his tenshi picked up the small kitten from the blanket, laughing as it licked his nose. The yami always knew that his hikari wanted a cat, but never told anyone about it out of fear of being beaten by Bakura. The white-haired demon looked in pet stores for hours before finally deciding on the dark silver kitten with brown eyes. He watched as the kitten rubbed his cheek along Ryou's fondly, the two taking a liking to each other, however, the night was still young and James was staying at a hotel for the night.

Gently, Bakura took the kitten from Ryou and placed it in a box filled with blankets and an old pillow in a corner, then took his tenshi's hands into his own, dark eyes locking with warm brown. Ryou couldn't believe the amount of emotion in his koi's eyes, so full of love and desire only for him and him alone, and knew what his other asked for. With a sight nod and a few tears still in his eyes, he leans up and softly brushes his lips upon the other's.

Bakura was caught off guard a bit at how soft those lips were, almost like feathers. Taking the initiative, he deepened the kiss, being gentle at first before tracing the tip of his tongue over Ryou's lips, asking for entrance.

The young hikari complied, opening his mouth shyly and gasping as he felt his yami's hot tongue touch his own, tracing every crevice as if he had done it many times before. With a soft sigh, Ryou surrendered to that sweet kiss, his tongue shyly coming out to meet Bakura's own.

The white-haired demon grinned mentally at his love's shyness, then coaxed him to spar with their tongues, the kiss becoming intense until they broke apart to breathe. Wasting no time, the white-haired yami maneuver his hikari onto the bed and he crawled right on top of him, straddling the slim waist.

With a loving smile, Bakura lowered his lips once more, kissing the shell of Ryou's ear, gently nibbling on it. Ryou moaned, clutching to his yami's shirt until his knuckles turned white. Involuntarily, Bakura bit down on the ear hard, regretting it as he heard his koi gasp, then moaned. He like it?

Moving away a bit, he slid Ryou's shirt off and toss it to the floor, caring less where it landed. The younger of the two sighed softly as his backside met the silk sheets below them, running his fingers through his yami's soft, spiky hair. With a soft sigh, Bakura slid down and suckled on his hikari's neck, biting it softly and sucking until he was sure there would be a mark later on. Working his way down, he silently played 'Itey-Meeny-Miney-Moe' on which nipple to taste first.

Ryou's mind was becoming too fuzzy to think coherently, sliding his hands into Bakura's shirt and running soft caresses upon the finely-toned muscles underneath. Bakura gasped softly at the touch, becoming hard rather quickly, then quickly took off his shirt and sending it to meet it's twin on the floor, laying back down on his love.

Now it was skin-to-skin, Ryou gave a soft cry as he was pummeled with blissful pleasure, blood rushing to the junction between his legs. He was caught up in a mind-blowing kiss, his arms locking around Bakura's backside and pulling him closer. The yami chuckled into his tenshi's mouth, then broke free of the kiss and he began attacking the right nipple, swirling his tongue around it. Ryou cried out a bit, back arching, as he felt that warm heat minister his sensitive chest. He gave a loud moan as Bakura bit it, then soothed it with soft caresses before switching nipples.

Once both nipples were hard, Bakura slid his hands down to the waistband of Ryou's pants, thumbing the button open and sliding the zipper down with his teeth. Ryou watched, panting, his face flushed and eyes half-lidded and pleading, as he felt the constricting material pulled down his legs ever so slowly, followed by his boxers, and the cool air hit his heated arousal as his pants fell down to the growing collection of clothes on the floor.

Bakura sat on his hunches, admiring the flushed beauty before him. Ryou had a fine sheet of sweat, glistening on his milky-white skin that hid all of his scars. To the yami, Ryou was an angel, from the top if his head to the very tips of his toes, and he wondered for a moment if the hikari was hiding wings in his backside. Ryou blushed as Bakura's eyes roamed every inch of him, feeling flattered that someone like him would think he's beautiful. He always thought of himself as plain, but unique, then again, that was his opinion.

The former tomb robber gently spread his koi's legs, settling himself between them. Dipping his tongue within his navel, he took a deep breath, smelling the musky, yet sweet scent of his hikari as he moved downward, eyeing his prize nestling with the patch of white hair.

Hearing another whimper from Ryou, the white-haired yami took pity on him and brushed his tongue on the underside of his tenshi's length, moving upwards to the tip. Ryou cried out at the soft caress, before howling as his entire length was engulf in wet heat, his tip touch the back of Bakura's throat.

The former Tomb Robber slowly began to bob his head, holding his koi's hips down so he wouldn't choke, sliding his tongue all over. Ryou thrashed about, his hair flying, as he felt something tightening within him. Being a virgin, he had no idea what it was, nor what he needed, but he hoped that Bakura would tell him or give him what he needed so badly.

Sensing that his soon-to-be lover was very close, Bakura suppressed his gag relax and swallowed Ryou again, deeper this time and sucked as hard as he could. Ryou sucked in a breath before screaming, arching off the bed, as he fell off that edge into sweet bliss.

Bakura waited patiently, wanting to get every ounce, as his love's essence slid down his throat in waves and into his waiting stomach. Slowly, he released the softening member and slid up his tenshi's side, gently rubbing his cheek with one finger.

"Bakura," Ryou breathed deeply, "what..what was..."
"That's an orgasm," his koi whispered, "I hope I didn't tire you out, for I got much more planned."

"There's more," Ryou said incredulously, sitting up on his elbows.

"Only if you wanna continue that far," Bakura replied, rubbing the tenshi's stomach, whom made purring noises under the touch. Ryou turned on his side and kissed Bakura gently, rubbing his thigh against his koi's neglected arousal, enticing a moan from him.

"I want you inside me," the white hair teen whispers, the yami's eyes widening a bit as they fill with so many emotions at once.

Bakura reached over and grabbed a tube from the night stand, towering over his love again. Ryou spread his legs enough for his yami to settle between them as he opened the tube and spread the gel over his fingers.

"I will not lie," he said as he ran one finger over the virgin entrance, "It will hurt at first, but it will get better."

Ryou nodded and felt the tip of the finger pressed against the tight ring of muscle before slowly passing through. It didn't hurt, just felt weird in a way. Bakura stilled his finger until his hikari began slowly adjusting, then he began to move the finger in an out before adding a second finger.

Ryou felt like he was in heaven, feeling his insides being kneaded, then jumped s those fingers brushed against something that had him seeing starbursts. Bakura smirked, and angled his fingers to hit that one spot before adding the third. Only when the last finger was added that Ryou hissed in pain.

"Are you alright," the white-haired demon asked, concern etched on his features.

"It hurts a little," his hiakri whimpered slightly, his inner walls contracting.

"Ssh love," Bakura cooed, holding his fingers still, "It's alright, relax. Relax."

While his koi relaxed, the yami wondered if he would cause more harm instead of his fingers, eyeing his own aching need. Working like a fevor, he made sure the tenshi's passage was thoroughly slickened before sparing one hand to coat his own neglected length. He slowly slid his fingers out, receiving a whimper of protest, before positioning himself.

"I love you," Bakura whispered, sealing those words with a kiss. While Ryou was distracted, the white-haired yami pushed slowly inside, swallowing every cry that his tenshi made. He stopped a few times so Ryou could adjust before continuing onward, wanting this to be more about pleasure than pain. Once seated to the hilt, he waited as thought rampaged through his mind.

'Tight,' he thought, 'so tight! Need to....must wait for him! Want him.....with me!'

Ryou can sense Bakura's thought and his heart swelled at the emotions leaking through their link. The pain of being stretched was slowly fading away and he experimentally shifted to get more comfortable. He heard Bakura gasped, pleading with his eyes, as his battered willpower was hit more forcefully.

With a nod from his hikari, the white-haired yami started to move, very slowly at first. Ryou sighed lovingly, running his fingertips ghostly upon Bakura's backside and spine, receiving a moan and a loving kiss. Quickening the pace a bit, Bakura began hitting that bundle of nerves each time, making Ryou cry out for more.

It felt like hours for both as Bakura made love to his tenshi, never going any faster than necessary, and he loved how Ryou thrashed about beneath him. Sparing one of his hands, he grasped his love's renewed erection, petting it lovingly.

The second release was more powerful, his skin more hypersensitive than before, as Ryou screamed as he came, coating his and Bakura's stomachs with his seed. The white-haired yami grunted as the already tight passage constricted even more, and he buried himself to the hilt as he cried out his own release.

Ryou moaned as he was filled, clutching onto his koi as if he were to disappear if he let go. Bakura fell upon him, his arms no longer able to keep him up, and his hikari enjoyed the sweet warmth of being molded to that strong, muscular body, being one with the man he loves. The young hikari wished that it would never end, but sadly enough, all good things must end sometime.

Slowly, Bakura pulled out his soften member, Ryou gasping slightly, and the taller of the two rolled until the tenshi's head rested over his yami's heart, the soft beat lulling him to sleep.

"Aishiteru tenshi," Bakura whispered.

"Aishiteru my demon prince," Ryou whispered in reply before both fell asleep.

* * * *

BANG!

"OW," Ken'Shi howled as he turned on the person who gave his head a nice, sore bump, "WHY DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!"

"Exactly why were you spying on MY son and HIS lover," an angel with white wings, pale blond hair that was like Ryou's hair, and had brown eyes stated, "Ni'Kariana was right about you; You ARE a hentai!"

"Am not," the red head with black and white wings whined, "I was making sure everything went alright!"

He stopped there as he saw the angel's face darkened greatly and flew for his life as the other gave chase with a mallet. Ni'Kariana watched with amusement, eating away at her rice along with another angel, only she was a child with pink hair and green eyes.

"Will Ryou and Bakura get married now and have lots of kids," she asked the blond, who tapped her chopsticks on her cheek.

"I don't know about the marriage part," Nicki replied, "since alot of people are against gay and lesbian marriages, but I think the kids thing is a good idea!"

"Oh no," Sa'Marin held his forehead in his hand, "We are all going to be in deep shit with this, aren't we?"

The End

Author's Note: Yay, it's over! But don't threat guys, a sequel is in the mists right after I begin writing the angst/continuation of this story, which takes place after chapter five. Now, I would like you guys to vote on what kind of sequel I should make and also, I was planning on writing a crossover with many anime universes (my favorites naturally) so email em if you like it or not and happy Easter!

Sequels:

1. "From Love Comes Great Joy" It's Joey and Seto's turn to find true love while Ryou suddenly doesn't feel very well. Funny thing is, Yugi and Malik feel the same way and when they go see Dr. Mikameru, they get an unexpected surprise! (humor/romance(hentai and yaoi naturally)/some angst, plus the return of Tea for more Tea bashing!)

2. "God's Power, God's Will" As everything seems to calm down, D'Arcey and his gang steal the God cards from Yugi, using them as a source of energy to take over the world! the gang seek out the only people who can stop them, the ones who possess the power of God and the Millennium Weapons. Can they find them in time? (Sort of like a happy version to the angst/continuation. (Action/Adventure/angst/romance (hentai and yaoi as well))

3. “To Whom The Cards Serve “ During the summer, Joey was suppose to go to visit his sister, but Seto Kaiba kidnaps him, keeping him under lock and key, and doing as he wished to “his puppy”. Joey’s guardian angel has had enough and, using his magic, places a spell on Joey and his deck that enables the Duel Monsters cards to come to his aid, when Kaiba tries to harm him. However, there are other dark forces at play, ones who just so happen to be the ones who brought back Kaiba’s dark side. Will the gang find out what’s wrong in time? (Angst, lots in the beginning/ romance (J/S later on, J/Duel Monsters (haven’t picked one yet)possibly J/Angel)/ slight humor/ Action/Adventure)

Crossover:

"Joey's Wild Party" (Rurouni Kenshin, Yu-Gi-Oh!, Digimon Season Two (digimon only), This is all I can think of so far) Joey housesits/babysits while Seto Kaiba leaves for a business trip. Upon the hyper Mokuba's suggestion, Joey throws a party with his closest friends and their closest friends. Madness ensues! (humor/romance (hentai and yaoi included/ sugar-hyper children and yamis/hikaris (guess which ones))