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: This part of the chapter is gonna
knock your socks of in more ways than one! Don’t ask what it is, just grab a
bag of popcorn and a can of soda and sit in front of your screen and read it, dammit! LOL
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Don’t plan to, don’t need to
WHISPERS IN THE DARK
Joey was at his old haunt, which was
on the open field of an abandoned airport, gazing towards the sky, his mind
wandering to the wondrous days he had spent with his darling Whisperer Seto. The abandoned airport was supposedly scheduled to be
renovated into a theme park next year, and Joey decided to spend its last
remaining days on earth sort of keeping it company till the day comes to be
demolished and renovated. He let out a sigh and rubbed his protruding belly,
smiling as he felt a slight movement within him.
Together with his fellow friends,
Joey had finally reached to the middle of the 6th month of his
pregnancy. After their morning sickness period left, Joey and the gang was
bombarded with the ailment of constant hunger. They would be seen nibbling
something in the middle of class, may it be beef jerky, a hotdog, crackers or whatever
their cravings were, until the teacher had no choice but to ask them to go to
the infirmary and eat whatever they needed to eat there. And speaking of
cravings, as their pregnancy progressed to the 3rd month, the entire
residents of Domino High had to undergo the horror and disgust of the five’s
unusual cravings. While friends looked in horror at Joey’s peanut butter and
jelly sandwiches mixed with ketchup and a whole sardine with mayo and Yugi’s triple fudge sundae smothered in whipped cream, chocolate
sprinkles, almond nuts and marmalade jam, others would puke at the sight of
Tristan eating fried rice mixed with strawberry ice-cream and coke and Ryou gobbling bowls upon bowls of sushi mixed with melted
vanilla ice-cream and chocolate-dipped tempura, not to mention Malik eating raw fish heads and fish eye balls while
downing glasses of green wheatgrass mixed with orange soda. During that time
period of cravings, either the classroom or the cafeteria would always be
empty, whichever place they wanted to dine during recess.
Then came the mood swings. Tristan
and Malik’s usual temper would go up the roof if
things did not go accordingly and many people had to suffer their wrath. Ryou and Yugi would burst into
tears at the simplest of poetry during English classes, and Joey would laugh at
the most unlikely parts of the scene, i.e. parts where war and killing are
involved, during History classes where they have to watch a historical
documentary and discuss it in class. Seeing the sudden changes of their demeanour and the effect they were giving to their fellow
classmates (and complaints from the students and teachers), the Principal
decided to let them be home-schooled earlier than planned, much to the relief
of the school board. Experienced teachers that had a history of teaching the
most demanding and notorious pregnant teen herms were sent by Mai, and Illust-chan along with her team of midwives were assigned
to make regular trips to their homes to check on their condition.
As predicted by Illust-chan,
during the 4th month of their pregnancy, they began to experience
growth spurts in their belly. The time difference between them was rather far,
but it was the same experience nonetheless. Joey woke up with a stomach cramp
in the middle of the night of the first day, while Yugi
felt it during breakfast on the 5th day. Tristan and Malik felt it halfway through their home-schooling on the 3rd
and 7th day respectively and Malik felt it
sometime during the evening on the 9th day. It worried their parents
to no end (mostly Mr. and Mrs. Wheeler because they’ve never had any experience
in pregnancies), thinking that they could be experiencing premature labour, but after Illust-chan’s
inspection, their fear was eased with the fact that the babies in them were
just growing to accommodate the size of a person who would be 6 months
pregnant. It would start unexpectedly and sometimes at the most godforsaken
hours and it almost drove the ‘mothers’-to-be up the wall with its discomfort,
as they were not allowed to have painkiller and have to ride it out for at
least two hours. It pained their parents to see their children in so much
suffering, but there was nothing they could do but help them ride it out by
being by their side and coax them through the ordeal.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief
when the growth spurts finally stopped at their 5th month of
pregnancy. By then, the outrageous cravings have slowed down a little and they
were eating as normally as possible, with the help of Illust-chan
and her team of midwives recommending the proper diet for them. Home-schooling
went like usual without a fuss as the mood swings had subsided, although
frequenting the bathroom had not. They began to feel another physical change on
them during that month though, which was the slight enlargement of their
breasts to accommodate the milk they need for breast-feeding. It wasn’t that
obvious, as their size were no larger than an average A cup, but Illust-chan urged them to start wearing custom-made maternity
bras just to get used to it. So far, there have not been any complications of
the babies and all the teen ‘mothers’-to-be of Domino Island were issued a
clean bill of health every fortnight’s checkup.
Perhaps the most comforting of all
issues was the fact that Joey and the gang were getting visits from their
Whisperer mates. Their visits were not very frequent, and sometimes can go for
2 weeks without visiting, but when they did visit, they were a sight for sore
eyes. Seto would cradle Joey in its arms and shower
him sweet butterfly kisses on him, telling him in his mono-syllabus words that
he was doing a very good job being a ‘mother’, and if Joey’s growth spurt
happened in the middle of the night, Seto would help
him through it. Yami would put its ear on Yugi’s pregnant belly and would never get tired of
listening to the heartbeat and the movement its babies Destiny and Hope were making
inside Yugi. Duke would compliment Tristan, saying
how ‘motherly’ he looked being pregnant, and would satisfy his sexual desires
whenever he wanted it. Bakura did a good job giving Ryou emotional reassurance, including easing Ryou’s frantic thoughts about being fat, since he was the
only one carrying triplets. Marik, although not in a
very gentle manner, rewarded Malik for his efforts of
carrying its pup so far and took care that his ‘rewards’ did not leave a
negative impact on Malik’s pregnancy. All in all, the
five had their fair share of being loved and pampered by their mates, but took
care not to tell each other about it. They still go about saying how
troublesome it was carrying the babies in them just for show, but somehow
stopped going to the temple to pray for their children to be
Whisperer-dominant. Though they used the excuse like “praying at home” or
“parents not letting me go out in this condition” or “too tired” and all, they
were secretly glad because not only they didn’t have to worry about betraying
their friendship, but at the same time they didn’t have to feel guilty every
time they went praying when all they wished for was the opposite.
Then, almost suddenly, the
Whisperer’s visit routine just stopped at the second week of their 5th
month pregnancy. Not a sign, not a word, not even a hint indicating that their
Whisperer mates were coming anytime soon. They constantly reminded themselves
with convincing excuses like “they may be busy with their stuff” or “maybe
their own family needs them” or “they’ll be coming soon”, but their hearts were
filled with worry as to what if things weren’t as simple as they thought it
would. What if they got hurt? What if something went wrong with their world?
What if they were caught breaking tradition and were being punished? The
Whisperer were, after all, magical beings, and magical
beings have their ways of finding out foul-play. But if that were the case, why
weren’t they caught too? After all, they were also in the wrong for breaking
tradition and falling in love with their Whisperer mates. Would they not be
turned in to the authorities by now?
“Seto…”
Joey whispered to himself, his hand placed protectively against his belly.
“Where are ya?”
“You know, dark green is so not your
colour.”
Joey spun round to see Tristan
pushing Ryou on his wheelchair, grinning at him from
ear to ear. Ryou, due to his heavy condition and his
rather small built, had to take to traveling on the wheelchair because of the
strain of the weight on his feet and ankles, but other than that, his and the
babies’ health were hunky-dory fine.
“Ugh, I know,” Joey groaned as he
tugged at the dark green maternity shirt he was wearing. “But Ma made it fer me, and it would break her heart if I eva refused.”
“Being the Mommy’s Boy as usual,” Malik came in, with Yugi
following behind his wake.
“Ain’t nothin’ tuh do wif being Momma’s Boy, Malik,”
Joey punched lightly at Malik’s shoulder, who in turn
punched him back.
“At least you’re not asked to wear
women’s clothing,” Ryou replied. “My ‘mom’ got this
from an old acquaintance of his. She kept all the maternity clothes her
ancestors used to wear back then when women could still give birth and thought
I might make good use of them. This one I’m wearing used to date back in the 17th
century.”
“Dang!”
Joey replied as he admired the handiwork. “That is some old shit!”
“Everyone who saw Ryou thought he had just gone through a sex change or
something,” Tristan grinned, earning a bashful scowl from Ryou.
“It was rather hilarious watching the girls fussing over him and calling him a
‘cute little princess’, what with the dress and all.”
“I am so ditching this dress after I
give birth,” Ryou pouted, tugging grudgingly at the
ends of the skirt.
“What are you doing here anyways,
Joey?” Yugi asked as he settled down on a random pile
of metal as his means of sitting.
“Just thinkin’
bout stuff, is all. Imma gonna
miss dis place. We spent most of our high school ditchin’ ‘ere.”
“Yeah,” Malik
agreed, looking about the open field. “To think they’re gonna
set up a theme park here. Where else can we hang out then?”
“Most likely nowhere,” Tristan
replied. “Since we’re gonna be tied up with other
things up ahead, like college, work, taking care of little brats…well, that is
if we get Human-dominant kids and have human kids of our own, not that I wish
it so.”
“Yeah,” Yugi
replied halfheartedly. “There’s nothing more troublesome than having to look
after kids that belonged to weirdo-s now, isn’t it?”
“Ya said
it, Yug,” Joey gave him a thumbs-up, although his heart
was screaming protests about it.
Suddenly Ryou
burst into tears without warning. He tried to suppress it with his hands but Yugi, who was nearest to him, noticed his change of mood.
“What’s wrong, Ryou?
Are you alright? Is it the mood swings?”
“I…I can’t take it anymore…! I can’t
continue lying like this…!” Ryou sobbed, burying his
face in his hands. The rest of the gang began to gather around him, genuinely
worried.
“Hey, Ryou, wassup?” Joey rubbed
the frail little teen’s back, trying to make him feel better. “Wat’s botherin’ ya, boy?”
“I…I can’t…I can’t…I…I miss him so
much…I…”
“What’re you talking about, Ryou?” Tristan asked.
“I have been…keeping a secret from
you guys…for so long…I don’t think I can handle it anymore…not when I’m not
seeing him for so long…”
“Let me guess,” Malik
sat on another pile of metal ware to face Ryou,
“you’ve been meeting your Whisperer mate secretly, haven’t you?”
“H-H-How did you know?” Ryou looked up at him in surprise, his tears still flowing
freely out of his sparkling brown eyes.
“Let’s just say…” Malik revealed the silver choker around his neck for his
friends to see, “I didn’t exactly get this from my cousin.”
Everyone looked at each other in
silence, not sure what to say. The silence between them was so thick you could
cut it with a knife or break like glass with the sound of pin dropped. All of
them were trying to get their facts straight and comprehend what was actually
going on. None of them said a single word, aside from Ryou’s
occasional sniffs. The eerie old abandoned airport that used to be so silent
without anyone around got even more silent with the five’s awkward quietness
between them.
Finally, all of a sudden, Joey
chuckled, first quietly, then louder and louder until he burst out laughing
like a maniac. He had to hold onto Ryou’s wheelchair
and make himself sit down on an old airplane tire lying around nearby to
support himself. Soon, the laughter spread its
contagious effect as one by one, starting from Yugi
all the way to Malik, laughed out loud, joining Joey’s madness. The whole airport echoed with their
laughter and the ice was broken as the young ‘mothers’-to-be laughed louder,
longer and harder than they had ever laughed before in their entire life. If they
weren’t in need of breath and their sides aching, they would’ve laughed even
more throughout the day.
“God! Imma so relieved tuh hear ya say dat, Malik!”
Joey exclaimed, clapping Malik’s shoulder. “I tot I was
gonna go crazy keepin’ in
all dis shit!”
“Yeah, I don’t think I could’ve kept
the secret any longer either,” Malik replied, wiping
off the laughter tears from his eyes. “I guess we owe it all to Ryou.”
“I don’t know whether I’m supposed
to be sorry or honoured about this,” Ryou said, feeling both relieved and out-of-sorts at the
same time.
“It is a relief to finally get
things off my chest,” Yugi sighed in relief. “I just
hope you guys are not mad at me for hiding this. I thought I knew how much the
pact meant to you guys.”
“Hey, if the pact is more important
than our true friendship, I wouldn’t be here laughing along with you guys at
all,” Tristan said as he ruffled Yugi’s tri-coloured hair. “I’m just glad we didn’t drag this any
longer than we should. And don’t worry, Yug, no
matter what happens, my best friends always come first.”
“I bet y’all dinna
reli pray fer a
Whisperer-dominant kid, did ya?” Joey grinned,
earning a hearty chuckle and a few shakes of heads by his friends.
“At this rate of my feelings for Yami, I’d prayed for anything but a Whisperer-dominant
child,” Yugi replied, blushing as everyone grinned
slyly at him.
“Ah, so that’s your mate’s name, eh?”
Tristan asked. “Well then, Yug, do tell us more.”
Soon, the ‘mothers’-to-be were finally
discussing freely about their Whisperer mates. They were impressed at each
other’s description of their mates and laughed at the cheesy pet names given by
them, especially Ryou and Joey, whom they teased ‘Princess’
and ‘Puppy’ in a mock way. They were surprised at Yugi’s
boldness to suggest names for his unborn twins and applauded at the beauty of
those names. They were even more surprised at Malik’s
new-found fetish and found it hard to imagine Tristan, the all out roughin’ and toughin’ jock of the
year, being so sappy over a Whisperer when all it had to do was give him the
oldest love-sick words that can be found in a romance novel. All in all, they
were finally able to talk about another thing they had in common without having
to hide or pretend and put up a show being a façade of falsehood.
“So, your mate hasn’t visited you
too?” Ryou popped the question everyone else had in
mind. Joey shook his head.
“Eva since da
middle of last month, he had stopped comin’. Imma kinda worried somethin’ might haf happened tuh him.”
“My sentiments exactly,” Yugi agreed. “I can’t help having the feeling that there is
more to it than them being busy.”
“Do you think something may have
gone wrong in their world that caused them to be unable to come here?” Tristan
asked.
“It’s possible,” Malik
said, “but we won’t know what it is about by just sitting here speculating.”
“But wat
can we do?” Joey flung his arms around, feeling rather exasperated about their
desperate situation. “We’re nothin’ but mere pregger humans! We ain’t got no
magic powers dat can take us tuh
see our mates, we ain’t got no lead and we sure as
hell ain’t achievin’ anythin’ tryin’ tuh do somethin’ we can’t do! Wat do ya expect?”
Everyone fell silent. They knew Joey
was right. They were just mere mortals carrying children of their beloved mates
and there was nothing they could do to change that, and as Joey said, they sure
as hell are not in any way able to perform magic tricks or summon weird
creatures or objects to do their bidding, or else they would’ve been side by
side with their mates by now.
Just when they thought they were
done for, Yugi suddenly lit up and smiled, then
cleared his throat to catch their attention.
“We may not be able to do anything,
but I know someone who can.”
A/N: Yayy for Yugi!
What ideas does he have in store? I’m not gonna tell
you; it’ll spoil the surprise. Reviews plz!
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