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Whispers in the Dark	By : BlackGargie Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6866 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Now then, after viewing Yugi�s
mate, let�s get a move on with the final candidate, shall we? Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Don�t plan to, don�t need to

WHISPERS IN THE DARK
�� The bell rang signaling that the ten
minutes break is over and the next class was about to begin. While the students
made their way to their respective classes, a certain pregnant Egyptian teen
herm named Malik Ishtar was
in the bathroom for the umpteenth time. He tried to catch his breath as he
puked some more, the familiar taste of stomach acid lingering in his tongue.
Morning sickness was not something to be reckoned with, and even though he had
taken the morning sickness medicine, the effects could only hold out so much.
�� Being the most badass of all the
five, Malik refused to be confined in the infirmary
for long, stating that he was as fit as a fiddle. He would try to go about his
days normally, only to come back into the infirmary after having vomited too
much and couldn�t stand or sit properly without seeing the world do a huge twister frenzy before his eyes. He often pushed the
limits of his endurance before finally giving in to the softness of the
infirmary bed, despite the fact that Illust-chan and
Dr. Karita had advised him time and time again about
the importance of his health for the wellbeing of the baby. Even some of his
classmates who were genuinely concerned for him persuaded him in vain to take a
break in the infirmary. He wouldn�t give a damn about the baby. There have been
cases of miscarriages back then on the teen herms before him. Hell, his senior
who was also a hermaphrodite had lost his child due to a fall on the wet
bathroom floor and no one blamed him for that accident. Why should he play
along and be the goody-good �mommy� to his unborn child? It wasn�t as if they
own him or anything.
�� Finally, after pretty much emptying
out everything he�s got, he flushed the toilet, gargled until the taste of
vomit was no longer in his mouth and wobbled out of the boys� room, making his
way to the next class. He was halfway to English class when suddenly he was
seized by a few pairs of hands dragging him into the boiler room. It wasn�t
after his back was rammed painfully against the warm wall that he realized who
his kidnappers were. It was Diesel Kane and his gang grinning at him with those
eyes that spelt trouble. Diesel Kane and his gang were previously students of
Domino High and were the school�s leading rep team in international yo-yo
contests, but also one of the blatant pursuers towards Yugi
and Ryou. It was when Joey, Malik
and Tristan had to yet again protect Yugi and Ryou from them and caused serious, almost fatal, injuries
that they were finally expelled from school under the charge of causing the
disturbance of the peace and attempted rape and attempted homicide. Diesel had
always blamed Malik, Joey and Tristan for their
termination because of them being a herm and the school being biased, and Malik could tell from their looks that their grudge had not
been appeased.
�� Well, well, well,� Diesel said,
surveying his �prey�. �Fancy seeing you here, Ishtar.�
�� What the fuck are you guys doing
here?� Malik asked. �I thought the school made it
clear with a restraining order that you guys are not welcomed here.�
�� Oh, we know the restraining order
alright. But who said anything about complying with them?� Diesel replied, his
gang laughing in unison. �The school�s back door is not without its uses, you
know.�
�� What do you guys want?� Malik narrowed his eyes in contempt.
�� Why, you, of course,� Diesel said
as he took hold of Malik�s chin.
�� Me? What do you want from me that
you guys haven�t already got before?�
�� Well, the thing is, I have been
into you for a while. You�ve always been the feisty one among your gang of
misfits, and although I fancy a nice little submissive herm bitch, it wouldn�t
hurt to have an aggressive one once in a while. You, Ishtar, fit the bill
perfectly.�
�� Well, sorry to bust your bubble,
yo-yo boy, but I�ve already been tapped into, if you get my drift.�
�� Of course we do,� Diesel let his
hand roam around his belly. �In fact, I�ve heard that you�ve been preggers with that monster�s child. What could be even
sexier than banging a pregnant bitch?�
�� You sick son of a��
�� Ah, ah, ah,� Diesel wriggled a
finger in front of his face while his other hand covered Malik�s
mouth. �No foul languages. Your kid might just pick it up from you.�
�� Soon, he felt Diesel�s hands moving
towards his school uniform and started undressing him while Diesel�s underlings
held him down onto the floor and clamped his mouth shut. They must have planned
this rather long and well to avoid being caught getting into the school grounds
and have definitely wasted no time in putting their plans of shaming Malik into action. As he pulled Malik�s
pants down, everyone whooped and whistled as they managed to finally catch a
glimpse of a real teen herm�s pussy up close. His underlings cheered him on
behind to do him in and not to forget to let them have their share, in which
Diesel hastily agreed as he couldn�t wait to get his hands on him.
�� You may not be virgin anymore,�
Diesel said as he ran his fingers around Malik�s
tongue, forcing him to suck them, �but I can assure you I�m way better than any
night monster there is. But it wouldn�t hurt having a little preparation.�
�� So saying, he quickly slammed his
lubricated fingers into Malik�s �womanhood�,
finger-fucking him vigorously. Malik yelped in pain
to the rude intrusion but couldn�t get free from the strong hold of two of the
bulkiest underlings holding his arms down. The rest of Diesel�s underlings
quickly made their move, from removing their pants to let Malik
suck them off to suckling his slightly erected nipples to playing with his
penis to masturbating in front of him. Malik�s body
betrayed his mind as it began to feel the pleasure creeping deeper and deeper
into his body against his will, what with Diesel�s forceful thrust hitting his
G-spot quickly. Malik felt disgusted at thought of
him enjoying this but his body wouldn�t comply with his heart. Before he knew
it, he was cumming and some of the underlings who
were masturbating over him squirted onto his bare body and the person Malik was blowing came into his mouth.
�� Everyone laughed at the way Malik coughed and choked as he tried to expel the cum out of his mouth. Diesel slammed Malik
back to the missionary position and finally removing his own pants, revealing
his hard-on for Malik to see.
�� This is for all the bitching and
defeats you and your friends caused me, and also for getting us
expelled, and you may very well send this message to the rest of them.�
�� Before Diesel could stick it into Malik, the atmosphere suddenly changed in the boiler room.
Instead of the warmth that often emitted out of the boiler, the room became
deathly cold, and everyone was breathing out mists from their mouths. Even some
of the pipes of the boiler began to freeze over slightly, crackling and
crunching as the cold spread throughout the whole room. They began to shiver
and became rather aware of something watching them with menacing intent. Malik thought he recognized this aura but he was too
disgusted with his own predicament to pay attention to it.
�� What the hell�? Who turned off the
boiler?! You, go check it out!� Diesel said as he put his pants back on,
shivering with cold. The underling went off to check the machine, only to find himself being lifted up in the air by the neck through an
invisible force and rammed onto the nearest wall. The others checked on him and
also ended up being flung everywhere, leaving Diesel alone with Malik who was still disoriented by the ordeal.
�� Who�s there?!
Show yourself, you fucking coward!�
�� As if answering him, the perpetrator
showed itself from behind a secluded area of the boiler room. It was sporting a
leather sleeveless shirt that rode all the way up to half of its torso and a
pair of grunge-like brown canvas pants that were torn on the end. It had a dark
violet torn-at-the-ends cape hanging loosely over its huge bat-like wings, and
it had a silver choker, silver armlets, anklet and wristlets wrapped around its
tan-dark skin. Its dark grayish-silver hair shimmered under the red light of
the boiler room and its purplish-blood red eyes glowered within the dim-lit
room, glaring murderously at Diesel, its fists clenched tightly and its low
growls scaring even the bravest of lions.
�� Ma�Malik?
But it�s impossible�You�re here!� Diesel exclaimed as
he realized the being that stood before him was a Whisperer who looked exactly
like Malik, but only more evil-looking and more
menacing. �H�Hey, if you�re Malik�s half-brother or
something, it�s not what it looks! I�!�
�� The Whisperer was not in a mood for
conversation or excuses. Without warning, it roared and materialized black
tendrils of aura from underground and picked Diesel and his underlings up one
by one, pinning them altogether at one corner of the room and, with a snap of
its fingers, sent the tendrils crawling slowly and painfully into their skin
through their veins, piercing them out in tiny rose thorn-like spikes and
tearing through their clothes. The whole school would�ve heard their agonized
screaming by now if it weren�t for some force of magic created by the Whisperer
that caused their screams to be silent and inaudible. Blood began to trickle
and drip all over the floor as the tendrils crawled closer and closer towards
their faces, wrapping itself within the veins and the inner walls of the skin
of the rest of their bodies. The Whisperer chuckled long and low as it watched
its victims being tortured beyond mercy and their silent screams overpowered by
the machine of the boiler room.
�� S..Stop!
Stop it!�
�� The Whisperer spun round as it felt
its cape being tugged by Malik, who had finally
recovered from his disorientation and saw everything that had happened. His
eyes was mixed with shock and horror as Diesel and the gang continued to be
pierced from within, more and more of their blood staining the ground. He could
tell from its eyes and built that it was his mate he had sex with during the
ritual and judging by the way it administered its punishment to Diesel Kane and
his gang, at this rate, they would be begging to die.
�� Stop it! Don�t kill them! Stop it!�
�� No�!�
his mate replied, pulling its cape off his hands, only to be gripped back
again.
�� You�re gonna
kill them! I don�t mind you punishing them, but this is too much!�
�� They�want�rape�!�
his mate growled, pointing at the gang accusingly. �Why�help�?!�
�� They didn�t fuck me, not yet
anyway! I�m alright! Just let them go!�
�� I�want�them�DEAD�!!!�
his mate spoke its first full Human sentence before snapping its fingers to
make the tendrils crawl even slower and the spikes sharper, earning an even
more pained look of torture on the gang�s face.
�� That�s enough! Dammit,
you stupid fucking Whisperer, stop it! You�re killing them!!!�
�� No�!!!�
�� Malik
couldn�t take it anymore. Seeing them being tortured
reminded him of the night his mate tortured him into submission with its
searing fiery heat and breaking his hard shell into a million pieces. Seeing
the blood staining on the floor more and more brought him back to the night
when he was bombarded by the pain and pleasure given by his sadistic mate.
Somehow, he felt as if this sort of pain is supposed to be meant for him alone
and no one else. If anyone was qualified to experience pain, it was him and him
only. There was no reason why anyone else should endure it but him. It was
almost as if he was being betrayed. He placed a trembling hand onto his mate�s
cape and started to sob desperately beyond his emotional control.
�� Please�Please, Master�Let them
go�It was my fault they acted the way they did�Please, Master, don�t kill
them�Please��
�� His mate widened its eyes in disbelief
at the title it was given. Its heart melted just enough to comply with its
human mate�s wishes. It spat out a hiss and, almost immediately as it came, the
tendrils disappeared and the wounds on the gang�s body were gone, as if none of
this had ever happened. It released its capture over their voices and let them
fall onto the floor one by one, the blood stain on the floor disappearing in
thin air. They found themselves breathing erratically and groaning in disbelief
as they couldn�t find a single scratch on them. Diesel was about to ask what
the hell was going on but was met with the Whisperer�s glaring gaze to beat it.
Traumatized by their ordeal, regardless it was real or just an illusion, they took to their heels and were running for
their dear lives.
�� As soon as the gang was gone, Malik�s mate turned to him and grabbed his collar, hissing,
�Why�?!�
�� I�I don�t know�I just don�t want
them to be hurt��
�� You�love�him�rape�?!� it roared in demand, shaking him like a rag doll.
�� No��
�� Then�?!
Why�?!�
�� Please�Please, Master,
you�re�hurting our baby��
�� It was the first time Malik ever actually showed that he cared for the baby�s
safety. His mate glared at him for a while before craning its head downwards to
sniff his stomach. Its eyes widened for a moment before it held onto him
tightly and transported them both to the old section of the school building. It
was sealed for demolition and rebuilding by next week and no one had ever dared
set foot into it for fear of loose ceiling tiles and falling scaffolding, so it
seemed no one would be showing up to find out about them, and it was shady
enough to protect Malik�s mate from the glares of the
sun as it was in front of a small forest. There was a nearby well that still
held rainwater within it and his mate whispered a spell over it. The water rose
out of the well and separated into millions upon millions of water droplets
that brushed through every inch of Malik�s body,
cleaning him off the cum. It then blew a warm breath which immediately dried Malik off and helped him put his clothes back on. It purred
and laid its hand on his belly, stroking it and looking at him questioningly
with eyes that were still evil-looking, but with a slight hint of concern.
�� Yes, it�s our baby. Only one
though. Three of my friends got the unfortunate luck of having multiples.�
�� Why�help�them�?�
his mate was still adamant to know the answer to his recent action.
�� I don�t really know,� Malik replied awkwardly. �I guess�well�maybe I felt that
their pain belonged to me. I�m the only one you can hurt, I guess. I can�t
stand other people experiencing the same thing you gave me. God, I really am a
sucker for punishment, ain�t it?�
�� His mate stared at him for a while,
then smirked deviously and said, �Call�me��
�� What?� Malik
was confused.
�� Master�Call�me��
�� Malik
finally got what it was trying to say. He lowered his head like a respectful
slave would and whispered, �Master. My Master.�
�� His mate purred and stroked his
cheek. It then grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled it so that Malik�s face was looking up at him before reaching down to
give him a deep, passionate kiss. The kiss lasted very long and Malik had tried to catch his breath for a few seconds
before being pulled back into the kiss again. After his mate had its fill, it
let him go to allow him to catch his breath while it continued to trace its
fingers around every part of Malik�s head.
�� I�Marik�Master�Marik�� his mate
stated its name in a matter-of-fact way, expecting Malik
to acknowledge it. Malik was already into this depth.
There was no turning back now.
�� Yes, Master Marik.
Your wish is my command.�
�� You�Mine��
�� Yes, Master Marik,
I belong to you and you alone.�
�� You�No
one�Touch��
�� Yes, Master Marik.
I will never allow anyone else to touch me ever again.�
�� Take
care�Pup��
�� I will look after this baby like it
were my very own life, Master.�
�� Or
else�?�
�� You may punish me as you see fit.�
�� Good�Good�little�Dark�Chocolate��
�� So saying, Marik
took off its silver choker and wore it around Malik�s
neck, stating that he alone is its own property and will not be taken by
another. Malik thanked it for its generosity and it
allowed him to hug it as gratification. Malik finally
accepted everything that had happened to him over the past few hours as it was.
He no longer wondered how his mate knew that he was in trouble and came over to
rescue him. He no longer worried if the likeness between them was a serious
indication of incest. He no longer cared about what his friends would think
seeing him like this towards a Whisperer he had vowed along his friends to hate
forever. He no longer needed to uphold his pride and pretend to be all roughin� and toughin� like he always
did. He was actually tired of being in control all the time and wanted to be controlled
for once. As he let his Master Marik give him one
last caress and one last kiss on the forehead before it disappeared into the
forest and into the shades of darkness, he had finally came to a revelation.
�� He wanted to be tortured.
�� He wanted to be in this pleasurable
pain.
�� He wanted to be dominated, subdued
and tamed.
�� He wanted to be owned.
�� And he loved every single minute of
it.
�� Now, if only he
could find a way to convince his friends to ignore the possible uproar caused
by Diesel Kane and his gang about being attacked by his so-called
�half-brother�.

A/N: I guess, in a way, Marik does
have the hicks and does care for his little Dark Chocolate. I know Diesel Kane
and his gang are supposed to be from Gammon
High School, but since this is AU and
to accommodate this story, I chose to put them as ex-students of Domino High
School. Neways, the
next few chapters is gonna be suspenseful! Stay tuned
to find out more! Reviews plz and I just might hurry
up and write! LOL, I�m evil.
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