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Royalty	By : FireWeaver Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2098 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author: Well�reviews are slowingwn
here�but I�m gonna start this anyways because I got
home early from the con, though I�ll be going back tomorrow�
Ryou and Malik: And we have something to say�
� divastarz:
WE ARE STILL CUTER!!!!
Bakura: But she said I�m hot! And people love me more!
Malik and Ryou: Silence!!! And she didn�t say you were
hot!!! *wrath of the hikaris*
Bakura: Eep! *runs away*
Author: Erm�.yeeeeeeaaa,
anyways, on with the fic! I hope nothing is sounding
cheesy cause this is all spontaneously creating itself�

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Jounouchi slipped his hands underneath Malik�s tunic,
feeling the velvety skin beneath the fabric, caressing the Egyptian teen�s
creamy chest, �It�s past sundown�are you sure it was
safe to sneak out like this?�
�Seto-sama only wanted Marik
tonight, so he should be well preoccupied�I didn�t want to leave your side Jono,� Malik drew his blonde lover into a kiss, letting his
tongue slip past the other teen�s lips, and stroked his tongue with his own.
�Mmmm�� after a few passion filled moments the healer pulled away, �but on the
safe side I think you should go�� Jounouchi pinched the tanned boy�s nipples
gently before slipping his hands out.
Malik whined, �But I�ve done this many times!�
�And that�s why I�ve been getting a little more nervous; if
we continue doing this so frequently we�re bound to be found out. Go on love,
morning isn�t that far away.�
�I love you Jounouchi.�
�And back to you.�
Slowly, lingering as long as possible, Malik held onto the
blonde�s hands before finally pulling away and leaving swiftly, both unaware of
the gleaming cold eyes that watched them from a distance.

Marik stalked back and forth in his chambers; damn that
Malik! Where in hell is he? At the last minute Seto-sama
changed his mind and called for the younger Ishtar instead, and now Malik was
two turns of an hourglass late! When the boy finally entered the room Marik exploded,
�Well in hell were you!?!?! With Jounouchi?!?! How many times do I have to tell
you not to sneak out late!!! Ra has his back turned to you today! Seto-sama demands of YOUR services tonight!!!�
�What?!?!?� Malik panicked, �I�m
going to get punished out of my mind!� he groaned, �Oh well�Jounouchi was worth
it��
�He won�t be worth it if you�re dead!� The elder Egyptian
hugged his brother for luck then sent the boy on his way. �Please be alright Malik�.may
the gods watch over you�� Still recovering from the previous night where he
served the High Priest to the extent where he was worked all night, he fell
into his bed, instantly falling asleep.

Deep beneath the ground, oblivious to everyone, the lone
prisoner from the realm of torture was still making his way slowly upwards, on
his escape route. As Bakura crawled onwards, he felt himself being drenched
with sweat, dirt clinging to his body in a sickening way, �Fuck this�� he
mumbled as he continued to climb up the tunnel, pitch black in front of him,
unable to see where the end was. He promised himself that once he got out of
his hellhole, he would kill Seto and free Marik and his brother, and then free
his new friend, sweet, compassionate Ryou, who suffered so much. Then he would
go treat himself to a full body healing from Jounouchi. His anus muscles were
torn to the point from being raped so many times that he could no longer
control when he needed to release waste from his body, and he could tell that
from the ache and swell in his groin, that his genitals were infected, along
with the other cuts on his body.
�Ah yes�a full healing to my body would be very nice
indeed,� he said to himself as he climbed on, driven by this new inspiration.
Suddenly with a dull thud his head hit earth. Drawing back
he groaned, �Damnit�� then he eyes lit up, �Yes�I
found the exit�I�m free!�
He began to feel along the dirt, clawing his way through
until his hands hit something metal. His hopes fell, his victory short lived
when he realized that the exit was barred; indeed the Pharaoh took precautions
to seal up ALL the old secret passageways.
�Fuck fuck fuck
fuck fuck fuck fuck�� the white haired teen
cursed over and over again, hitting his hands against the earth that were
between the iron bars, not believing that this was happening. �What do the gods
have against me?!�
However, not having much of a choice, he dug on, his hands
scratching away the dirt, hoping to break through the earth to let some cool
air into the stuffy tunnel, and some oxygen to breathe. Hope rose within him
again; perhaps he�ll find a lock to pick to open the bars, perhaps the bars
will give way if he digs all the dirt off it�

The older Ishtar was startled out of his sleep by dull grating
noises. Slowly he got out of his bed, his feet silent on his lush carpet as he
walked across the room, trying to discover where the noises came from. He stood
still, trying to listen in, but he couldn�t seem to tell where the sounds
originated, but then he could feel tiny vibrations against his feet. Dropping
to his knees he peeled back the carpet, staring at the ground. Indeed beneath
the stone plates there was noise, which was a little too loud for an animal
like a rat to make.
�Oh Ra�� fear rose within him and he backed up slowly,
taking a vase off his bedside table to hurl at whatever was coming up through
the ground. When the stone plates began to shift he poised for an attack, but
did not expect what happened next. A hand shot straight through the stone, the
hand grasping the air. Marik shrieked and fell back hard on his behind, the
vase chipping as it fell to the ground. His eyes grew wide when another hands plunged
through, sending the stone plates flying. There was a crumbling of dirt and
some cursing, then the hands drew back to grab at something, �Fuck! They don�t
have a bloody lock nor do they move! FUCK!�
Marik gasped, he knew that voice. Scrambling over he found
himself face to face with his dark eyed lover, �B-Bakura!�
�Marik? Damn it I can�t see! Turn
down the bloody light!�
Hurrying, the Egyptian dimmed the oil lamps to a glow, and
then dropped back on his knees, reaching his hands through the bars to clasp
onto the other teen, �Oh dear Ra Bakura! How in hell did you get here! Oh Ra!� He ran his hands along the white haired slave�s face,
tracing the hollow cheeks, his dry lips, the cuts upon his face, �Oh Bakura�what
did they do to you?�
�I can�t believe it�s you!� Bakura chuckled, �So this stupid
escape route didn�t lead me to outside after all�I�m not complaining.� His arms
around their way around Marik�s neck and he pulled the tanned boy down for a
hard kiss between the bars, �I don�t know if Ryou talked to you��
�He did Bakura�he did.�
�Wonderful�well you should know what they did to me�no need
to explain further huh?� his fingers traced Marik�s face, feeling the smooth
skin, �I see you haven�t changed, still as exotic as ever I see��
Marik lay on his stomach, cherishing these sweet moments, �And
I still think you�re beautiful Bakura�� he ran his hands through the messy
white hair, soiled with dirt, blood and some dried white substance, �I didn�t
know though�that they tortured you this much�I can�t believe�I can�t believe�that
you�re even still alive!�
�I am�thanks to the Pharaoh I admit�but I am�and I wouldn�t
die, not without seeing you again�� the teen said softly, pulling Marik down
for another kiss, ravaging the Egyptian�s mouth. �Such a moist mouth�I love it��
The two�s face were barely inches apart, separated only by
the bars; Marik took in every little feature of his lover�s face, absorbing the
detail, refreshing his mind, blazing Bakura�s image into his head, never
wanting this moment to end. �How did you get here?�
�Found an escape route at the back of my cell�the foolish
new guards�I get taken by them a few times and they give me food on a plate
with a fork�and then didn�t notice it missing,� he laughed at his own
cleverness.
Marik smiled, still caressing Bakura�s face, planting kisses
all over it, �You always claimed that before your capture you were a stealthy
thief�picking locks�stealing things�I guess they were true?�
�You didn�t believe me?� Bakura pretended to look hurt.
�I always believe you,� Marik kissed Bakura again, relishing
the familiar taste, though tainted but still as wonderful.
Unexpectedly, Bakura suddenly pulled away and Marik grasped
for him desperately, pleading for him not to go, �I have to though Marik�because
I can�t escape now the guards will be coming soon�and if I�m not there�they
will look for me, and surely discover this place, I promise I will be back
though, I love you��
Tears welled up in Marik�s eyes as he choked, �I-I love you
too Bakura�don�t leave me again.�
�I won�t,� the white haired teen blew a kiss to him,
something he always reserved privately for the Egyptian that no one else ever
sees, before disappearing into the dark.
Marik continued to stare at the darkness for awhile, before slowly
backing up and replacing the stone slates over the iron bars, he covered the
area with the carpet. Still feeling his lover�s presence, he lay
upon the ground, curling up on the carpet, and fell asleep.

Seto sneered at the pathetic creature in front of him, blood
dripping off his dagger, his breathing ragged, his eyes still glowing with
madness, �Have you learned your lesson not to keep me waiting for so long,
whore?�
�Y-yes Master!� Malik sobbed, his back completely bloody. As punishment Seto retraced
all the carvings on his back with his knife, splitting open the skin a second
time; the markings were drawn on when each of the boys turned ten; Seto had
decided then to decorate his future bed slaves.
The High Priest, smiled, looking completely insane in the
dim light that shadowed his face as he dropped the blade and walked over to the
nude boy on the floor, �Then let�s get on with it�I�m still aching to rip into
your tight passage tonight, and feel the bliss of it all��
Tears continuously streamed down Malik�s face, the pain so
extreme that he couldn�t even tell where the pain was coming from anymore. �Y-yes
M-Master!� the boy choked, automatically spreading his legs, not really caring
what happened to him.
Seto applauded himself for his work. His brother may be wild
and bold, but his younger brother was something else; small, obedient and
pathetic, a few lashes and boy is left a whimpering mess. Stripping quickly he
began to grope the boy, fondling the boy�s member and fragile sacs, his fingers
probing into the boy�s entry, his hands all over the boy�s private areas. �Keep
your legs open you slut!�
Malik could barely hold his legs wide, his arms trembling
from the pain as Seto continued his assault, sitting and amusing himself with
the tanned boy�s genitals, fondling them as if they were playthings. �You are
nothing but a whore Malik�an exotic whore meant to serve me�TELL ME THAT!!!�
�I-I�m your w-whore�I�m n-nothing but y-your slut�� the
Egyptian whimpered, his whole body shaking with pain, blood staining the floor
in large pools.
The High Priest finished running his hands between the teen�s
legs and settled over him, plunging in without preparing the boy.
Malik threw his head back and screamed, the agony
intensifying in his body, his fingers slipping from his legs as he writhed in
pain.
�You fucking worthless slave! I told you keep your legs
open!� Seto roared.
�I�m s-s-sorr-y-y-y!� Marik screamed, stuttering through
his words, unable to grab his legs, and received a slap to the face.
�I�ll teach you sorry!� Seto continued to pound mercilessly into
the other boy, a ripping sound that seemed to be heard as he tore into the tight
entrance. Malik jostled, his back rubbing against the ground, causing him to scream
even more.
�SHUT UP!!!� the man slammed his fist into Malik�s chest, immediately
snapping the ribs.
The boy was cut off in mid scream, his voice stopped by the breaking
of the bones, his lungs unable to take in more air. His whole body begged him for
relief, begging for the pain to end; not even screaming could help anymore. His
world began to spin, a curtain covering his eyes as he blacked out, welcoming the
darkness to soothe his pain.

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Author: Oooooo the angst is back!
Ryou: I didn�t even appear in this chapter!!! TT_TT
Author: Sorry babe *huggles* next time�but
I need more of the storyline too! And may be I�ll stick a chick in the next chapter
just to even out the male sex a bit� but wasn�t there are noblewoman at the beginning?
Oh well, she doesn�t count cause she ain�t a main character!
Bakura: At least I�m not uke angst
but good seme angst in this fic�I
like�
Ryou: There you are!!! *hikari wrath flares up again*
Bakura: NOOOO!!!
Ryou: GET BACK HERE YOU!!!!
Author: Errrrrmmm�please review? I
hope for ten again! Love you all!!! XOXOXOXOX
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