From Love Comes Great Joy, Part 3

Chapter 3: Tomb Robbing

"Stay close to me Tenshi," Bakura whispered, moving a stone slab that was in his way. Ryou did as told, wondering whose tomb they were raiding and why they built it so deep underground. There was very little light, and their flashlights can barely cut through the endless sea of darkness that stretch out before them.

Bakura took note that the traps should have gone off the second they had entered, but they didn't. There was a spell on the traps, making them the most effective system that the Egyptians had ever made in order to protect their fallen Pharaohs. However, when the owner of the tomb gives specific permission to someone, that person can enter the tomb without worrying about getting their head chopped off.

Pulling out an old papyrus, the former tomb raider looked around a bit and notice a torch on the wall, flint below it on a stone outcropping.

He takes the flints and smacks them together, lighting the torch. Ryou nearly jumped back as torches near and far lit up right after his husband lit the first.

"We should be able to see without the flashlights now," the white-haired fiend said, placing a hand on Ryou's shoulder to calm him. Taking out the papyrus again, he muttered a few words and headed off down one of the hallways, his hikari following.

* * * *

"What happened to Joey Kaiba," Tristen almost snarled into the phone at the CEO.

"He was attacked and almost raped," Seto stated, "I don't know who it was, but he had lavender hair and brown eyes."

"Hirutani," Tristen growled, "That bastard's gonna have his day, believe me, when I get my hands on that son of a-"

"I have my men already working on it," the CEO interrupted, "All we have to worry about now is Joey's well-being."

There was a pause before the dark brunette sighed and muttered "You're right."

"Mr. Kaiba," a nurse said as she neared, "Mr. Wheeler is all set and ready to leave, as well as Ms. Kaiba."

"Excellent," he smiled, the second bit of good news all day, then went back to Tristen, "Listen, I'm taking Joey to my place for the night. I'll probably swing by in the morning to pick up a change of clothes."

`okay then. I'll tell my folks not to wait up for him. By the way, who's Ms. Kaiba?"

"My sister, dummy! She's getting out today."

"Oh wow! Tell her I said welcome back to the world for me and that I'm glad she's no longer in that cage you guys call a room."

Seto chuckled. "I'll make sure she gets the message. I gotta go and get them home before the snowfall gets worse."

"Okay then," Tristen said, looking outside, "See ya tomorrow."

As Seto hanged up his cell phone, he turned to see Joey being wheeled out of the hallway by a nurse, Nikore getting a piggy-back ride by a wolf reploid.

"Last stop," the reploid said, the blond sliding off his backside, "I hope we don't have to see you too soon Nikore, and I hope you and your family have a great holiday."

"You too Blizzard Wolfang," the middle Kaiba smiled.

* * * *

"Here it is," Bakura grinned triumphantly, pressing a stone against the wall.

"It's a dead end," Ryou said before the wall slid away to reveal a room on the other side, full of gold and furniture, "Oh my."

"Indeed," his husband said in agreement, walking in and began searching.

"What are we searching for Bakura," the white-haired hikari asked.

"Pharaoh no baka asked me to get something for him," was the reply before he held a gold ring in the air, "Ah ha! Found it."

"What is it?"

"Pharaoh no baka's mother's ring," the thief grinned, placing it in his bag, "He asked me to get it for him."

"Oh," Ryou said, knowing now whose tomb they were in, "You do have his permission to be here, right?"

"How else could we get in here without being cursed to a horrible death," Bakura resisted the urge to roll his eyes and spotted Yami's old musty bed, which was still intact and looked just as new as the day he was buried with it. He thought about just saying hell to Yami and taking Ryou then and there, but another area caught his eye. One of the corners of the tomb, the one farthest from Yami's cercaufacus, was surrounded in thick pillows. Grinning devilishly, he grabs Ryou, who cries out in shock, and tosses him onto the makeshift bed.

"Ba-" the teen began, but his husband pounced on him before the words can leave his mouth, looking at him ferally.

"Let's have some fun now," he said, lowering his lips to brush over Ryou's. Without complaint, Ryou pressed his lips against his husband's threading his fingers into his mane of white, spiky hair. Moaning, he parted his lips for Bakura's waiting tongue, and felt himself being devoured by his lover.

Bakura felt Ryou writhering beneath him and groaned, feeling himself harden rather quickly. Wasting no time at all, he stripped himself and Ryou of their clothes, sighing happily as the cool air of the tomb hit his heated skin. His lover below him panted softly, raising his hands o rub them all over his taunt, white skin.

Bakura stiffened as he felt soft hands upon him, tracing each crevice of his chest and outlining the muscles before reaching his hard nipples. The spirit moaned as his tenshi rubbed his thumbs gently over them before reaching up and taking on in his mouth, sucking softly.

"By the Gods," Bakura moaned, trying his best not to ravage his husband in a fit of passion. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he laid his cheek upon the soft mass of snowy hair. Ryou smiled, then switched nipples, letting his hands wander until he cupped his love's rear with one hand, his rock-hard erection with the other.

Not being able to stand it any longer, Bakura pulled away, batting at the hands trying to keep him there. With a smirk, he lower his head and took the hikari's member into his mouth, sucking hard and long. Ryou nearly screamed, bucking his hips forward, wanting more. Smirking, the white-haired demon, reached into his pants pocket and retrieved the bottle of oil he brought. Not missing a beat with his husband, he slickened his fingers and pressed one into Ryou's entrance.

"Bakura," Ryou gasped, pushing downward on the invading finger, "Need you now. Can't wait."

"Patience," his husband replied, adding the second to stretch him further, working on his own erection. When he thought Ryou was ready, he slipped the fingers out and replace them quickly with his had member, his tenshi crying out in sheer pleasure. Neither knew what was going on with each other; they just know that they needed, not want, needed this. Bakura didn't had to wait long, for Ryou coiled his arms and legs around him tightly, moving upon them himself, before Bakura joined in and the two established a rhythm, going fast, but shallow.

With no patience, the former Tomb Robber grasped his love's neglected length, pumping it in time with their thrusts. Ryou screamed at the new onslaught of emotion, not wanting it to end. However, no one ever said Fate was kind.

A cough got their attention and Bakura turned, not breaking the connection, and scowled at who interrupted them.

"Can anyone join you," Yami Malik grinned, Malik blushing a bit and seem aroused as well.

"It's not like the Pharaoh is here to object," Bakura shrugged, scooting him and Ryou over, "He just said not to fuck on his bed."

"Like I wanna," the spirit of the Millennium Rod said in disgust.

* * * *

Two weeks later, Ryou, Bakura, Yami Malik, and Malik were back in Domino and celebrating Christmas with their families. Joey was much better from the incident, but nervous whenever he left the house lone, for they never found Hirutani yet. Tristen tried to assure him that Seto had people out looking for the gang leader, but it only lessened his fear a bit.

It was only the day after Christmas that the yamis sensed something different with their hikaris. It wasn't anything life-threatening, just... ...different. At fist, they kept a close eye on them, but after a few days of peace and quiet, they disregard it as nothing.

* * * *

Oh man," Ni'Kariana grinned," I can't wait to is the looks on their faces!"

"But what about Joey," Ken'Shi asked, "Will he be a part of your plan?"

"All in due time," the blond replied, flexing her wings, "He must find his true love first after all."

"But what if he is raped before then," the male angel pressed, worried for his charge.

"The spell I cast will activate when his true love takes him, no other. I wouldn't have done this if I hadn't taken that into consideration."

"I'm just making sure, that's all. I don't like how Fate deals him the bad cards most of the time."

`You and me both."

* * * *

Sugoroku had finish making breakfast when he noticed the time. Usually, both of his grandsons were early-risers, up and ready before he was half-way done cooking, but he hasn't seen nor heard from them at all.

"Yami," he called from the stairs, "Yugi! Breakfast!"

He received no reply, so the elder decided to investigate. As he was about to knock on their bedroom door, he heard a peculiar sound coming from the bathroom. As Sugoroku drew nearer, the sounds became more clearer, sounding almost like retching.

"Yugi," the elder knocked on the door, "Yami?"

No answer. The aged man decided to open the Door and take a peek inside. In shock, he flings it open and stares at the sight before him.

"Dear heavens," he cried out, for on the floor around the toilet were his grandsons, still in their pajamas, and seemingly taking turns at emptying out their stomachs.

Yami looked up at Sugoroku, a drop of vomit trailing down his chin from the corner of his mouth, smiles tiredly and waves before dropping his head back down again.

* * * *

"Dear Lord you too," James Bakura exclaimed as h helped Sugoroku carry Yugi and Yami into the hospital.

"Whatever do you mean," the elderly man asked, then noticed Bakura sitting in the waiting room, looking worried.

"Ryou had started vomiting early this morning," the elder Bakura explained, "We don't know what's wrong with him at all. He even tried to eat something to keep it down, but it just came back up!"

"Hello may I help you," a nurse smiled as she came near them.

"Yes," the elder Motou said to her, "My grandsons need to see the doctor right away. They came down with something I'm not really sure what it is."

"Okay sir," the nurse waved two other nurses with wheelchairs towards them, "We'll have your grandsons set up in a room so they may rest until the doctor can see them. Meanwhile, we need you to fill out a form for each of them."

"Thank you," Sugoroku said, taking the forms. The hospital doors opened up and Yami Malik and Joey walked in, carrying a pale, sick-looking Malik.

"What are you guys doing here," Joey asked, helping the spirit of the Millennium Rod place his hikari in a wheelchair.

"Same thing with you guys," Bakura replied, getting up, "Ryou, Yugi, and Pharaoh no baka all got sick this morning and haven't stopped vomiting."

"Do you think this has to do with that strange feeling we were sensing a few days ago," Yami Malik asked in a low voice so Sugoroku and James wouldn't hear.

"If so," Bakura replied with a voice just as low, "then why would the pharaoh be affected?"

"I dunno," Joey answered, "I hope it isn't somethin' serious. I don't want anythin' ta happen to my buds."

"It better not," the platinum-blond yami growled lowly, then noticed a familiar blond-haired girl walking down one of the hallways.

"I wonder why Nikore is here," he said aloud, both of his companions turning to see her as the three of them began to follow her.

"She was released a few weeks ago," Joey informed, "so she may be here for a check-up or somethin'."

"Here you go Oni-chan," Nikore said as she went into a room.

"Oni-chan," all three teens exclaimed and stood outside the room the middle Kaiba went into.

Inside was Seto kaiba, sitting on a bed in navy-silk pajamas and had an IV unit attached to his hand. His cheeks were red and slightly puffy, his eyes glazed from being drugged with painkillers. Beside him was Mokuba, holding his laptop, and sitting on the windowsill was a taller version of Nicole, except her blond hair was down to he knees and she was wearing a bandanna.

"What are you guys doing here," Mokuba asked, giving his brother the laptop and standing beside the bed.

"Yug, Yami, Ryou, and Malik got sick this morning," Joey informed, "so we brought them here for the docs to see what's wrong with them. What about you guys?"

"We were at a business dinner party two days ago," Nikore explained, "They were serving seafood, so I took Mokuba to get something to eat at a nearby restaurant since he was allergic to seafood. When we got back, everyone had gotten food poisoning from the shellfish they ate. The docs stated that Oni-chan had Red Tide poisoning, so they had his stomach pumped. He's not allowed to talk until his throat has time to heal."

"That sucks," Joey said, walking in and sitting next to Seto, "I had my stomach pumped when I was a kid and I know it isn't really fun."

Seto types on his laptop and turns it so Joey could read what he wrote.

I WAS MOSTLY KNOCKED OUT WHEN THEY DID IT.

"Mr. Ligister," a nurse called as she walked in.

"Yes," Bakura replied, watching the brunette girl checking the IV bag.

"The doctor has seen Ryou and his other friends and needs to see you," she smiled, then walked out. The Nikore look-alike opened her eyes, to which the pupil becomes slit and looks up at the two yamis.

"Been a long time, thief," she said, her voice deep and strong.

"Same could be said about you Lyla," Bakura snorted, Joey looking at the two dumbly.

"Ya both know each other," he asked.

"I was one of the head guards of the royal family," Lyla said, getting up, "It was also I myself that capture the King of Theives here and got sealed in the ring in the first place."

"You just got off lucky," the white-haired demon snorted and left with the nurse while another came in.

"Good news Mr. Kaiba," she smiled sweetly, "You get to go home today. I bet you're really happy to hear that."

Seto typed on his laptop as the nurse left, and Joey laughed at what it said.

SO LONG AS IT GETS ME AWAY FROM YOUR MIGIT VOICE AND THE HOSPITAL FOOD.

* * * *

"Well I can't say I wasn't surprised when I got the lab results," Dr. Mikameru said as Bakura walked in, "but this is unthinkable, unimaginable, and by God, I have no clue as to how your son pulled this off."

"What do you mean doc," the white-haired yami asked, Yami Malik wanting to know as well.

"You may wanna sit down for this," Dr. Mikameru said, looking quite nervous.

"I rather stand," Bakura snarled, "so get on with it!" "Very well then," the aged doctor sighed, "After careful observation, and numerous tests, we concluded that Ryou Bakura is not sick in any form or way. He... is the first male human to ever be pregnant."

There was silence after that, making the doctor nervous from all the wide-eyed, open-mouthed stares he was getting. Dr. Gate walked next to him and noticed their looks as well.

"I guess you told them," he said with a smirk, "By the way, Yugi and Yami Motou are pregnant too, and we haven't received lab results for Malik Ishtar yet, but I assume he is also carrying a kid as well."

"How is it that you can be so calm about this," Mikameru asked his partner, "If the press find out about this-"

"They won't," Gate stated, "No one needs to know about this, for I have already told the labs and so forth that our patients were girls with male names."

"Good thinking."

Bakura just fainted.

"PREGNANT," Yami Malik screamed, hyperventilating.

"I'm gonna be a great-grandfather," Sugoroku uttered, James looking like he was about to faint.

"That is correct," the doctors said. Behind them, Joey was wheeling Seto out along with Nikore and Mokuba when they heard the doctors tell the small group the news. The brunette had to cover his mouth to keep from laughing, which would hurt his throat.

TBC