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[Yu-Gi-Oh! AU] Don't Think Twice before You Listen To Your Heart; Follow the Trace for a New Start
[This was supposed to be an exciting class trip.
The spring semester was about to come to a close, and Inko Hakuba's first few months in high school were supposed to end with a fun trip for everyone before the summer vacation began.
Said fun trip?
Going to Egypt.
Truth be told, she'd been looking forward to this trip for weeks; it was meant to be a trip for the senior students, but after a particular incident that was not disclosed to the public, the funds and tickets were given to the first years for free (so long as the student had a usable passport) as punishment for the students in question in lieu of barring their chances at graduation.
So Inko and her class were shuttled onto a bus, put on a plane, and were sent to Egypt as a cultural studies trip.
Her very first trip, her very first trip without her parents, and to a foreign country, no less! She was being taken to a land of adventure, full of beautiful golden sands, priceless artifacts, and ancient magic and wonder.
(Of course, it was not actually like that; but nobody had the heart to tell the poor girl that when she excitedly got on the plane. She was only fifteen, less than one month off from her sixteenth birthday, and she was clearly very excited!)
Their first stop was an outdoor market near Cairo, which was clearly trying to appeal to tourists like Inko who bought into the idea of the country rather than the reality. An old woman with graying hair reached out to Inko as she passed a stall, and stopped her as she was about to walk past.
Her classmates didn't notice that they left her behind.
"Yes...?" She asked in clumsy Arabic.
"You...I've seen you before."
The woman spoke in perfect Japanese, but it was clear that she was not a native speaker. Her mouth moved in a strange way, and they didn't seem to match her words, but Inko understood her perfectly.
"I...Excuse me?" Inko blinked.
The woman fished under the counter, pulling something out and holding it to Inko.
It looked like some kind of stone, almost the size of her fist. The image of what looked to be a tiger was carved on it, and the stone...looked old.
Quite old.
"For you. Don't worry about paying."
Inko took it in her hand and held it to her chest, and it felt warm in her hand. She didn't understand what was going on, but she nodded.
"I...if you're...thank you."
She bowed quickly, hurrying to catch up to the other students that were milling around nearby at another stall.
She dreamt of a voice that night, speaking to her. It was faint and muffled, and she couldn't understand it.
It wasn't until the next day, when they went to visit the Cairo museum, that she understood the words:
"Find me."
When she and her classmates went to the museum, she found herself stopping at a stone tablet on the wall with the same tiger etched into it; it looked like he was staring right at her...but that couldn't be right! That was a carving!
And yet...
She felt the stone in her hand growing warm, almost burning to the touch as she felt it...
Phase inside her body.
And something opened up under her, swallowing her whole as she fell into an abyss to the horrified screaming of her classmates nearby.
...
And there she was, lying in her Domino High school uniform inside what looked to be an open sarcophagus, the mummy long since removed. She was in the fetal position, short hair in disarray as she hugged herself.
She was unconscious...
And she wasn't in the museum anymore.]
The spring semester was about to come to a close, and Inko Hakuba's first few months in high school were supposed to end with a fun trip for everyone before the summer vacation began.
Said fun trip?
Going to Egypt.
Truth be told, she'd been looking forward to this trip for weeks; it was meant to be a trip for the senior students, but after a particular incident that was not disclosed to the public, the funds and tickets were given to the first years for free (so long as the student had a usable passport) as punishment for the students in question in lieu of barring their chances at graduation.
So Inko and her class were shuttled onto a bus, put on a plane, and were sent to Egypt as a cultural studies trip.
Her very first trip, her very first trip without her parents, and to a foreign country, no less! She was being taken to a land of adventure, full of beautiful golden sands, priceless artifacts, and ancient magic and wonder.
(Of course, it was not actually like that; but nobody had the heart to tell the poor girl that when she excitedly got on the plane. She was only fifteen, less than one month off from her sixteenth birthday, and she was clearly very excited!)
Their first stop was an outdoor market near Cairo, which was clearly trying to appeal to tourists like Inko who bought into the idea of the country rather than the reality. An old woman with graying hair reached out to Inko as she passed a stall, and stopped her as she was about to walk past.
Her classmates didn't notice that they left her behind.
"Yes...?" She asked in clumsy Arabic.
"You...I've seen you before."
The woman spoke in perfect Japanese, but it was clear that she was not a native speaker. Her mouth moved in a strange way, and they didn't seem to match her words, but Inko understood her perfectly.
"I...Excuse me?" Inko blinked.
The woman fished under the counter, pulling something out and holding it to Inko.
It looked like some kind of stone, almost the size of her fist. The image of what looked to be a tiger was carved on it, and the stone...looked old.
Quite old.
"For you. Don't worry about paying."
Inko took it in her hand and held it to her chest, and it felt warm in her hand. She didn't understand what was going on, but she nodded.
"I...if you're...thank you."
She bowed quickly, hurrying to catch up to the other students that were milling around nearby at another stall.
She dreamt of a voice that night, speaking to her. It was faint and muffled, and she couldn't understand it.
It wasn't until the next day, when they went to visit the Cairo museum, that she understood the words:
"Find me."
When she and her classmates went to the museum, she found herself stopping at a stone tablet on the wall with the same tiger etched into it; it looked like he was staring right at her...but that couldn't be right! That was a carving!
And yet...
She felt the stone in her hand growing warm, almost burning to the touch as she felt it...
Phase inside her body.
And something opened up under her, swallowing her whole as she fell into an abyss to the horrified screaming of her classmates nearby.
...
And there she was, lying in her Domino High school uniform inside what looked to be an open sarcophagus, the mummy long since removed. She was in the fetal position, short hair in disarray as she hugged herself.
She was unconscious...
And she wasn't in the museum anymore.]
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Bakura nips at her earlobe, rocking against her body, his chest pressed against her's.]
H-How much more do you want...?
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A-All of...I...
[It was hard to think. The only thing she could feel was him. The only thing she could think of was him...]
E-Everything y-you can give...Please!!
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He sits up slightly, grabs a hold of Inko's hips, and begins thrusting more voraciously. Harder, faster. As deep as he can go, pushing well into her womb.
Bakura grits his teeth, feeling himself building up quickly. It won't be much longer now...]
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He's so deep--no, he's inside her womb. He has to be; there's a blend of pleasure and pain that is exquisite, and Inko knows she can never be without it again.
This is it.
This is pleasure.]
Yes, yes, yes!! Yes, Bakura, Bakura, Bakuraaaaaaa!!
[And with one more thrust, Inko tenses, shakes all over, throws her head back and screams as she finds her release.
It's so much. It's so much, it's so much, but she doesn't want it to end...!]
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His cock pulsates, filling her with his seed.
And it's the best orgasm he's ever experienced.
After a moment of seeing stars, he slumps against her, panting heavily, covered in sweat.]
Nnhhh... ghhh... Fuck...
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Perfect.
Inko lays back, panting against the linen as she comes down from her high, eyes closed and panting hard.]
Th-that was...
[Pant, pant.]
No, you were incredible...I...
[She pauses, and mumbles something in Japanese, reverent and soft.]
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I'm... glad you... nhh... liked it...
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M...m-more than...liked it....nnnh...
[Her eyes grow soft, silly, and affectionate.]
I...l-loved it...
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Good...
Mmphh... We should probably... clean up a bit more... before we head back...
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[She closes her eyes. Gods, the feeling of skin against skin, his breath mingling with hers, his hair tickling her neck...
It's so intimate...]
We have to move to do that first, though.
[She's making no effort.]
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[Neither is he. At least not for a while.
Eventually Bakura does pull away though and groans as he unsheathes himself from Inko.]
Nnhh... Join me when you're ready.
[A kiss and he slowly gets up to wash himself off quickly.]
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That man kisses her now.
That man made love to her.
That man is her friend and roommate.
Gods, she's so lucky...
After a few minutes, she gets up on wobbly legs, limping towards the water like an awkward baby duck. Bakura, you did a number on her.]
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When he sees her out of his peripheral, he rushes over to Inko to help her into the water.]
Are you a-No, you know what. That's a stupid question... I'm sorry I left you like that.
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O-Oh! It's okay.
[She leans against him though, thankful for the help.]
You gave me a wonderful view.
[....Wait.]
I-I mean! Ah! I...ah...It's just that...y-you're...handsome, you know? [Japanese Mumbles] A-and th-the light h-hit you in such a wonderful way. It's a shame I didn't have my camera...
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Before laughing.]
You don't need to explain yourself, Inko. You're allowed to flirt.
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That thing she's never done with a man before.
In this case...]
Th-then...
[A pause.]
I liked looking at your...b-butt. It's...it's a really nice butt, you know? It's firm and hard and I've never seen people with that kind of physique before outside of models or [movie stars], and, goodness, I-I never saw them nude! B-but honestly you look even better! And your hair is really soft and I've always wanted to touch it? But I didn't know if that was appropriate so I didn't dare, but when we were making love I loved the way it touched my skin and it was so nice and how do you make your hair so soft without modern hair products? Is it the oils? And I wonder what kind of exercises you do to make your butt so firm--
[Ooops, there she goes. She's going on a muttering spree.
...
About your butt.]
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She certainly is chatty when nervous, isn't she? He places a hand on her shoulder and simply looks at her for a few moments.]
Thank you.
I don't do anything special for my hair and skin to be soft. I bathe when I can. I suppose the oils help...? As for exercises, I stretch before going on heists.
Does that answer your questions?
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...the fact that he answered her questions and understood what she meant was...honestly, everything. Micchan teased her for her mumbling, worrywart nature, and Miho-chan got lost in the mumbles and didn't understand what she was saying.
Bakura not only understood her, but knew what she wanted to know.
He really was amazing.]
I...I'll stretch with you!
[Oh no, those are stars in her eyes.]
Next time you prepare for a heist! Even if I don't go with you, I want to get stronger, too!
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That... surprises him, honestly. Huh, he didn't really put much thought into their dynamic after having sex with her. It wouldn't change anything though, right? Eventually she'll return to her time and...
...
It doesn't matter.]
Very well. Let's get you cleaned up now.
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She didn't know if she was ever going to go home; if Bakura taught her anything, it was that moving forward was the only thing she could do.
If she went home, then...
Her heart clenches.
...
Then she'd deal with it. But for now...
She was going to enjoy this, and keep moving with Bakura by her side.]