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Mouth of Yomi	By : Silvershadowfire Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3145 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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(Silvershadowfire is currently placing a fireproof barrier around the computer when Yami Silvershadowfire walks into the room.)

�What�s up?�

�Just a little protection. You know, in case I get flamed for this chapter.� Silvershadowfire smiles sheepishly.
Japanese Terms:

Inu-chibi= Cute little dog
Mouth of Yomi - Chapter 13 - Revenge
In the darkness of Yomi, a spirit of hate stalkes was wary prey, lust for revenge burning in his heart. He smirked as he felt a surge of icy cold wash over him - the Darkness grew stronger with every moment. Laughing silently, he revelled in the sensation and in the panic that his weaker self felt as the boy cried and whimpered from the cold.
Yami Marik glanced through the swirling shadows to the two he stalked. The High Priest and that annoying Jounouchi - they would both pay for defying him. Pay and pay and pay�he giggled to himself, eyes glazed with madness as he stroked the Scales - the item had power, great power, but it was not what he needed. He needed the Rod, with the ability to control minds. Then, if he could gather the pieces of the Puzzle and the Pharaoh�s hikari, he could force Yugi to put the Puzzle back together and use it to strip the Pharaoh of pow powers. Then he would rule and play and play and no one would ever ever ever control him�
Kaiba would be no problem - he was so ignorant of the power within the Rod and within himself that he would be child�s play to destroy. But Jounouchi� as long as he was there, Yami Marik knew that Kaiba might have a fighting chance. No, not this time� he had learned and now he wanted revenge on Jounouchi. For breaking free of the power of the Rod. For almost beating him at Battle City. For defying him� the boy would die.
Then he could concentrate on Kaiba�and have a bit of fun.
He pulled a card out of the deck his hikari used - Nightmare Steel Cage. Perfect - he would have all the time he needed. With a flick of his wrist, he threw the card down and called upon the shape of the spell, targeting Jounouchi.
From the look on his face, the blond duelist had no idea what was happening - and from the look on Seto�s and the guardian Monster�s faces, they didn�t either. Yami Marik snickered.
He pulled out a second card - Dark Hole - and played it. In a swirl of purple energy, every living creature except Jounouchi and himself vanished.
He walked up to the cage, dispelling it with a flick of his wrist, before smirking at Jounouchi. �Hello, inu-chibi.� he murmured, pulling two more cards out of his deck.
�Shit.� Jounouchi reached for his own cards, but before he could play anything, Yami Marik held up his - and Jounouchi was bound to a great black stone by golden restraints emblazoned with the Eye of Ra, his arms and legs splayed and helpless.
�Inu-chibi doesn�t want to play with Ore-sama?� Yami Marik giggled as he stroked a hand down the side of Jounouchi�s face. Those grey-brown eyes were dark with repressed fear as he tried to jerk awaom tom the yami�s touch.
�Let me go you bastard.�
Yami Marik ran his tongue up the side of the young man�s neck, tasting the fear and the sweat. Oh, yes, revenge would be so sweet.
�Ore-sama will play with inu-chibi toy.� he shivered with anticipation as he reached out and summoned a knife from the darkness�
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Seto walked through the shifting shadows, cursing Jounouchi, Marik, Yugi and himself equally. Himself simply because he felt obligated to rescue the puppy from Marik - or Yami Marik, as Jounouchi insisted on calling him.

That damned vortex - he�d lost his briefcase in there.

Still cursing, Seto hoped that this direction would lead him back to where Jounouchi was - or even where anybody else was. He might be a loner, but this was taking things a bit too far. Idly his mind wandered back to the conversation that he and the mutt had been having before Yami Marik had attacked.
{ �So you say that some strange, dark spirit is the one responsible for Marik�s actions.� Seto asked as the pair walked through the darkness of Yomi, guided only by the slightly glowing Rod.

�Yep.� Jounouchi nodded. �Yami Marik. He�s a psycho - sends people to the Shadow Realms or kills them just for kicks. He�s Marik�s dark side�kind of like Yami Bakura and Yami Yugi - Atem. But unlike Bakura and Yugi, Marik�s dark half was created by him.�
�Hold on - I�m getting lost here.� Seto would normally haveten ten off his tongue rather than admit that to anyone, but he really needed to understand. �So Bakura has a dark side as well, and Atem�is Yugi�s dark side? I thought he was the Pharaoh!� He didn�t say anything about his memories - he refused to share that with anyone.
�He was - I guess when he died, his soul split in two and half was confined to the Puzzle while the other half was reincarnated as Yugi. Same thing happened to Bakura - his dark side was a tomb robber in Ancient Egypt.�
�Okay�� Seto trailed off, lost in thought. So many different things to think about - and all of them involving magic. He looked at the Rod in his hand, disturbed by how right it felt in his grasp, almost shivering in it�s desire to be used.
A thought occurred to him and he blinked. �Wait a sec�Atem is the other side of Yugi�s own soul�and they�re lovers? Talk about narcissism��
�Yeah�� Jounouchi shrugged a little. �Personally, I think it�s not so much that they love each other - though they do, and in a way I�ll bet that only Bakura has a chance of understanding - but the sexual contact is an attempt to regain the intimacy that was lost when Atem gained a body of his own.�
Seto stared at Jou - he couldn�t help it. �Who are you and what have you done with the mutt? That actually sounded intelligent, Jounouchi.�
�And that actually sounded like a compliment, Seto-kun.� Jounouchi laughed. �Just because I don�t use long words all the time and look down my nose at people doesn�t mean I�m stupid, Dragonbreath.� His tone turned the insult into a joke, and Seto actually found himself smiling a bit.
Then his expression turned serious again. �So what are we going to do about�Yami Marik?�
�Dunno�Yugi and Atem beat him in the Shadow Game at Battle City��
�Yes, Jounouchi, I know. I was there, if you recall.�
��but I don�t know�maybe if we beat him in a game, he�ll be banished again?� }
Seto frowned to himself. It couldn�t be that easy - after all, now that Marik no longer possessed the Kami-no-Card Ra, he should be easy to beat. But in the Shadow Game that Jounouchi had interrupted, he hadn�t actually been using Duel Monsters - just calling creature from the darkness and siccing them on him. And now that bastard had Jounouchi - who had saved him, damn it. He hated it when people put him in a position of obligation.

A golden glitter of light caught his eye in the Stygian dark - he walked up to it, staring in shock at the round globe embossed with the Eye of Ra on the side. It seemed to be looking at him with expectation. He reached down, picking it up without really deciding to do so, and it flared to life in his hand. The Rod glowed as well, as though in answer, and an image floated across his mind, shaded with red pain.

Yami Marik, holding a knife that dripped with blood.
Seto almost dropped the Eye. Surely that hadn�t been�he winced. Whoever it was, he couldn�t let Yami Marik kill them. Not if he wanted to look Mokuba in the eye when he got home.

As though sensing his intent, the Eye glowed brighter and a beam shot out from it.

With a sigh of resignation, Seto followed the light.

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Yami Marik giggled at the screams. Blood dribbled down the siof Jof Jounouchi�s arms, dripping down his sides in a warm stream. slasslashes were shallow, but Yami Marik had lovingly peeled the skin back from the flesh beneath. The dark spirit stopped to admire the colour of the crimson blood, trailing so delicately down his skin. He laid the blade across the teenager�s stomach and pressed down, just breaking the skin. The screams turned to whimpers�Yami Marik paused to savour the helpless sound.
He saw Jounouchi open his eyes, pupils dilated with pain and shock. He stared at Yami Marik as though he couldn�t see him.
�Ore-sama is having fun, inu-chibi,� he smiled. �Is Inu-chibi having fun? Inu-chibi do a trick now? Beg for Ore-sama.�
�Fuck you, you bastard.� Jounouchi spat. A glob of spittle hit Yami Marikanlyanly in the cheek, sliding slowly down his skin. A ghost of a grin wafted across his features as Yami Marik growled at him. �I�ve got a long memory, fucker�and I�ll pay you back for every cut twice-over.�
Enraged, the yami hit him backhanded across the face. �Bad inu-chibi! Beg for Ore-sama!�
�Bite me.�
Bringing up the knife, he slashed Jou across the stomach - once, twice, relishing the screams of pain. He was panting now in excitement, wiping at the blood that splattered his torso. With a delicate finger he traced the cuts, savoring the warmth. Incoherent sounds escaped his victim�s mouth with each breath - he leaned closer to make them out.
�Fucking�bastard�pay��
He jerked back, eyes narrowed, rage roaring in his ears. �Inu-chibi will pay for defying Ore-sama.� He buried the knife in Jounouchi�s flesh again, this time right up to the hilt in a lung. Jounouchi screamed, but the sound escaped as a wet gurgle. Coughing, spitting up more blood and bile, he still managed to glare his defiance. Yami Marik pulled out the blade and buried his fingers in the hole, widening it, feeling the blood that gushed out past his fingers and over his hand, the frantic fluttering of his lungs as Jounouchi tried to breathe.
Then the Scales, abandoned at his feet, began to glow. Yami Marik frowned, his attention drawn to the artifa He He pulled out his fingers, releasing a flood of red liquid, and knelt down beside his Item, poking curiously at one of the dishes. What was happening to cause this reaction?
��.
Seto emerged from the dark - and into nightmare. Jounouchi was bound to a stone, bleeding like a stuck pig; Marik <no, Yami Marik> kneeling beside the Millennium Scales, poking it with one blood-drenched hand while the other still clenched a knife, more blood dripping from the blade. Seto buried the urge to retch- death was no stranger to him, but this was the first time he had ever seen so much blood.
Jounouchi gasped for air, a sucking, wet sound that told Seto he�d better move fast - a lung had been pierced. He ran for the blonde duelist, one hand clasping the Eye, the other the Rod. Yami Marik snarled and thrust one hand, holding the Scales, out towards the CEO.
Seto hit the barrier head-on with enough force to daze. Rapidly he shook his head to clear it, glancing up to see an infuriated Yami Marik.

�Inu-chibi is playing with Ore-sama now. Get your own toy, Kaiba Seto.�

�Let him go.� Seto grated out in the tone he used to get his way at work�the tone that nobody - except Yugi - had ever defied. �Now, Marik.�
The psychopath smiled at him, shaking a finger and making a tutting sound. �No, Kaiba Seto. You can�t play with Inu-chibi; Inu-chibi is Ore-sama�s toy.� The smile turned into an insane grin. �Unless Kaiba Seto want to play with Ore-sama too��
�Enough.� Seto growled. He held up the Millennium Rod and pointed the eye emblazoned on it at him. And prayed, because he had no idea what he was doing. �Get out of my way or let him go, you nutcase. He�ll die if if you don�t.� And he concentrated. He had to get through that barrier�
The Rod flashed and power surged through him. The barrier shattered, leaving him gasping and breathless. Yami Marik stared for a long moment before turning and burying his knife in Jounouchi�s other lung. The blonde gasped again, his eyes rolling up in the back of his sockets as the pain overcame him at last. Yami Marik smiled and jerked the blade free, setting lose a second flow of blood . Seto stared at him in utter shock.
�Now no one will play with Ore-sama�s toy.� Yami Marik chanted in a sing-song voice. �All broken. Poor Inu-chibi.�
�You fucking bastard.� Seto�s voice was perfectly calm as he raised the Rod again. Jounouchi was going to die - nothing short of a miracle would save him now.

And Yami Marik would be joining him shortly.
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