Whispers in the Dark | By : BlackGargie Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6866 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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WHISPERS IN THE DARK
“No, no, no! Absolutely
not!”
Yugi and
the gang were currently in the living room of the middle men’s living
quarter—which was a huge mansion that can accommodate more than five people
under one roof, complete with a huge swimming pool at the larger-than-life
backyard; some of the most high-tech entertainment equipment like subwoofers
connected to a huge hi-fi system, a wide-screen TV with state-of-the-art DVD
player, gaming machines like Wii and PS3 and
multi-user computer system; an impressive kitchen with automated functions; and
about more than enough master bedrooms and guestrooms to house a huge slumber
party—trying to convince his old best friend cum middle man of the human world Fortuno to take them to the Whisperers’ world to meet their
mates, and so far, were not exactly getting the green light from him.
Eager to know what Yugi had in store for them when he mentioned of a possible
friend who could help, the gang followed his lead all the way to the outskirts
of the island where Fortuno and his fellow colleagues
lived, using Yugi’s auto driver car Tea had gotten
them so that they didn’t need to drive and cause any complications to their
pregnancy. When he was younger, Yugi and his
grandfather Solomon used to make trips to the outskirts to send messages needed
to be relayed to them for the middle men of the Ethereal Clan from Mai or Tea
and after traveling back and forth for years until he started studying grade
school, Yugi knew the journey by heart. He would
still occasionally go to their place when his grandfather was either too tired
or too busy to help send the message (accompanied by Tea and/or Miho, of
course), so he and the middle men were like old friends. So, using the GPS
navigation system and Yugi’s spoken address, they
found themselves driving along the road all the way to the outskirts and into Fortuno’s front gate. Fortuno had
welcomed him warmly and invited them in, but after hearing their purpose of
visit, he soon knew he made a big mistake inviting them in.
“I should’ve predicted this
incident. No wonder I keep breaking the plates today,” Fortuno
groaned, massaging his temple.
“Please, Fortuno,
we’re desperate here,” Yugi pleaded. “I’ve never
asked you to do anything. Just allow me to indulge in this request, just this
once!”
“What you ask is too much of me,” Fortuno shook his head indignantly. “I will have to
refuse.”
Fortuno,
along with his fellow friends Charlie Gale, Bickford Gage and Snipes Crosshair,
were the trusted middle men of Domino
Island to help the Human
World to handle the affairs between the humans and the Ethereal Clan. Middle
men of the Human World are chosen through their inborn special gifts, which
usually occur in about once every other leap year birth, and Fortuno and his friends were, of course, definitely more
than just ordinary men. Middle men candidates were more than just the messenger
between humans and Outer Beings, but also the main law enforcer of the
supernatural kind. They are often sent to boot camps to be trained as soon as
their powers have been discovered (sometimes at a very young age), and in camp,
they were trained to harness the power to their advantage so that if anything
supernatural goes wrong in the human world, mostly by Bad Seeds, they could at
least simmer down the situation before backup from the Ethereal Clan can come
along. While older middle men and those who are married and have a family live
among the people in town, younger and more juvenile middle men lived in the outskirts
because it was closer to the border between Ethereal and humans, and because
younger middle men are stronger and more able to travel the long distances on
air and sea to reach the border, thus the reason why Yugi
and the gang had to travel such long distances to meet them.
Fortuno
was a born psychic who, more than once, had made pretty good and accurate
predictions for the human society as well as the Ethereal Clan,
which compensated his lack of physical appearance. He was Yugi’s senior back in grade school and his powers were
discovered when he made an accurate prediction about his librarian classmate
getting involved in a ‘letter accident’—and was almost being hit by a ton of
books the next day—during his second grade, and was soon taken by Tea and Miho
to boot camp to be trained. Sometimes he would get together with some of the
most powerful psychics from both worlds to predict any big forms of good or bad
fortune, and had been quite reliable to date, so despite his short stature and
nerdy look, he was quite the ladies’ and men’s man and had quite a number of
devotees.
Charlie Gale and Bickford Gage were
Americans born and bred in Domino
Island after their parents
retired early from their high-profile government jobs to seek some place more
relaxing and less tedious. Both pure men, they were childhood friends and
lovers and were born with unique powers: Charlie possessing superhuman strength
and Bickford possessing the gift of flight. Both of them were about 6 years old
when their powers were discovered and had been keeping the peace rather well.
Charlie, despite his average American stature, helped people out to carry heavy
duty objects and aided the Rescue Ranger Squad helping trapped people get out
of their confines whenever he is not out there busting Bad Seeds’ butts, while
Bickford worked alongside him to pinpoint things from a bird’s eye view. Many rumoured that they were possibly descended from a family of
Fallen Ethereals who were a crossbreed between humans
and Bad Seed, but they were nowhere denying or confirming such rumours, so the public were better off being ignorant. They
were rarely seen without the other, and they are almost always holding hands.
In other words, these childhood friends and lovers were inseparable.
Snipes Crosshair, on the other hand,
was a mystery. Everyone knew he was a foreigner, but no one could figure out
where he came from. He was born mute and never enjoyed communicating with the
written word or sign languages, but he had something else to compensate for his
lack of vocabulary: he was an Ethereal Clan Halfling and had the power of
telepathy. The reason why he was called an Ethereal Clan Halfling was that he
was not born from a union between a Whisperer and a human, but a union between
a Shining and a human. Shining-s are a form of mysterious clan which comes and
goes as they please, communicating through song and telepathy, and are glowing
spiritual entities most of the time, and they usually appear whenever there is
a death in a family so that they could sing their song and escort the soul to
the afterlife in peace. They are like angels, but not quite like the angels you
might imagine one to be, and their most distinctive features were their golden
eyes and silver hair that shaped like wings around the area near the ears, and
Snipes seemed to have inherited such features to be recognized as a Shining
Halfling. No one knew how a Shining got together with his ‘mother’, but history
spoke of his ‘mother’ mysteriously coming into the midwives’ home in labour pains, gave birth and died soon after. He was raised
by the female midwife that delivered him before being sent to boot camp. He was
given the name ‘Snipes’ and earned the surname ‘Crosshair’ from his foster
mother, but somewhere along the line, he had learnt of his true name from an
unknown source, and he didn’t seem like he was going to reveal it anytime soon.
His job was to heal any forms of spiritual and emotional sickness with his
telepathy and hypnotize Bad Seeds into submission, but most of the time, his
job was as a messenger.
“C’mon, guys!” Joey pleaded. “Isn’t
there anything we can say tuh convince ya? We really wanna meet up wif our mates tuh confirm how
they’re doin’! Dinna ya guys believe in true love?!”
“We also believe in tradition and
never messing with danger. To ask us to take you to the Sky City
is to ask for trouble,” Charlie and Bickford replied simultaneously, their
hands clasped together tightly as usual. Even though they were not twins, they
spoke and acted like one, and it almost looked odd, if not annoying. Even their
sweatshirts and baggy trousers looked exactly the same. No one really knows how
they do it, but they manage to speak simultaneously without missing a word even
though they are totally different individuals.
“That’s an odd way of saying coming
out of a pair of twin wannabes who snog each other
like there’s nobody’s business,” Malik grumbled,
earning a dark glare from both of them. Being the son of the older middle men
living in town, he had access to all files of new middle men candidates, and
knew enough about Charlie and Bickford through their reports and biodata-s.
Snipes just listened quietly to
everything that was debated between his fellow colleagues and the five without
a single thought in his telepathic mind. He wasn’t much of a ‘talker’, more
like just a passive listener and taking no sides.
“It’s just gonna be a while,” Yugi begged. “We’re
just gonna drop by, see them, maybe a brief chat or
two, then leave. They won’t even know we’re there.”
“People don’t just ‘drop by’ there
for sentimental reasons, Yugi. You really need to
have a special reason, not just going in out a whim of emotional purposes,” Fortuno retaliated. “There is a reason why humans cannot
just go into the Ethereal World. It’s already a lot of hassle just to let us
special people in. Why do you think we would only meet up at the border and not
enter the Ethereal World unless under dire circumstances? Think of what it’ll
do to your unborn children!”
“What exactly is it that keeps us
out? What are you not telling us, Fortuno?” Tristan asked, his eyes suspicious.
“For starters, the atmosphere of the
Ethereal World itself is complicated,” Charlie and Bickford replied. They both
took a sip of coffee prepared by Snipes at the same time and continued, “Due to
the War and the abundance of magic-use, the whole place is crawling with invisible
Ethereal entities that are not dangerous to them but could be dangerous to us. Normal
human beings who enter there almost always end up suffering severe hemorrhaging
and even for us special people, without a special bangle created and given to
us by Maximillion Pegasus, we would’ve been
experiencing migraines now.”
“Um…OK, that’s tough,” Joey gulped, rather impressed at the way Charlie and Bickford can
speak such long sentences together without missing a beat.
“Think of it as entering a factory
where you are surrounded by intense heat and clouds of smoke,” Fortuno gave them an easier picture to imagine. “I can
guarantee you your children wouldn’t even survive the ordeal, let alone
yourselves. Besides, you’re lucky that we did not report you as well for
fraternizing with the Whisperers, judging by your condition.”
“What do you mean?” Ryou asked worriedly.
“Oh, come off the innocent look,
boys. We know about the attack on Diesel Kane and his gang. He and his band of
misfits had been blabbering all day about being attacked by Malik’s
half-brother or something,” Fortuno looked at Malik accusingly. “We had to investigate about it somehow
so that we can go about doing rumour control, and
judging by the amount of invisible Ethereal entities
around Domino High, I’d say we had to honour the
tradition and report to the Whisperer Clan about this.”
“What?! You
were the ones who told them about Marik coming here?!”
Malik exclaimed, slamming his fists onto the table. “How
could you?! He was only trying to stop them from raping me! No wonder our mates
haven’t been seeing us! You’re the one behind all this!”
“We were only doing our job,”
Charlie and Bickford stated in a matter-of-fact way. “Whatever way the
Whisperers wish to use to deal with them is entirely their decision. We are
only the messengers.”
“More like a bunch of fuckin’ tattletales!” Joey growled. “Now you have no choice
but to take us there to compensate for our loss!”
“And how are you guys gonna go about it, huh?” Fortuno
folded his arms across his chest. “Don’t forget, you guys are in it as well for
fraternizing with Whisperer. We were kind enough to overlook this matter
because of your condition and let the Whisperers deal with their
own problem. If it weren’t for us, you guys would’ve been in the
Confinement Room living out your pregnant days in solitary confinement and be
stripped of your title as the child’s ‘mother’ after the birth, even if they
are born Human-dominant. You will never see your child ever again. Is that what
you want?”
“Why, you little…” Tristan was about
to lunge forward to hit him when he was gripped by the collar and held up high
in the midair by Charlie with one hand, while holding Bickford with the other,
who in turn watched everything that went on in a nonchalant way. Snipes held
the rest of the boys back with his piercing gaze, forbidding them to come any
closer.
“There are more ways than one to
cause a miscarriage,” Charlie and Bickford stated. “Don’t make us do either one
of them.”
“Put him down, Charlie. There’s no
need to be harsh. Remember, he’s carrying the future of the human race,” Fortuno gave Charlie a warning look, indicating that this
was not the first time Charlie had used his superhuman strength out of whim. Charlie
and Bickford nodded simultaneously and Charlie set Tristan down gently on a
nearby sofa.
“As I was saying,” Fortuno continued, “we did this out of concern for you. It has
always been the tradition that Whisperers and humans are not to be emotionally
attached to each other. They promised us the future of our human race, and we
promise to allow them to repopulate their world as well as a token of our
appreciation. We’re lucky they were not too demanding and only do it once for
every teen herms that come of age. To break the deal and forsake the tradition
is to go against the Law of both Ethereal and human. There is nothing we can do
for you here. Go home.”
The five were reluctant to leave
without getting a sort of positive answer, but they knew better to push someone
with powers like them into a decision they clearly do not want. They sighed and
was about to leave when Ryou suddenly hit the brakes
of his wheelchair when Tristan tried to wheel him out.
“Is there really nothing you can do
for us?” Ryou asked quietly.
“R…Ryou?”
Tristan was rather surprised at Ryou’s sudden action.
“No,” Fortuno
said in a hard tone.
“Not even if we begged you?”
“I’m sorry but I cannot allow myself
to budge to your brash decision.”
Slowly, without a word, Ryou supported himself on the armrests of the wheelchair
and got up. He refused Tristan’s helping hand and got off the wheelchair,
waddling slowly towards the four middle men. Without warning, he slowly knelt
down and went on all fours, his head kissing the ground as he bowed at them.
“Ryou! No, get up! You can’t kneel in this condition!”
Yugi exclaimed and tried to help Ryou
up, but Ryou wouldn’t budge from his stance.
“My parents say to never lower yourself to anyone. It is a disgrace and shows that you have
lack of dignity,” Ryou said quietly, his choked tone telling
everyone that he was crying. “But dignity and disgrace be damned if I would
never see the father of my triplets ever again. I survived this long not only
because of my friends and family, but also because of my mate. He may not
always be there for me, but when he did, I felt that I can handle this
pregnancy, that I can go through the birth of three beautiful babies and I know
that I can count on their father to raise them well if they are
Whisperer-dominant.
“If it weren’t for my mate, my
babies wouldn’t have been in my belly, but probably six feet underground with
the rest of the failed pregnancies. Because of my small built, there is no
telling when I would lose them. I would’ve suffered depression, prenatal stress
and all sorts of ailments that the previous ‘mothers’ had experienced without
the reassurance of their mates, and would’ve lost them before it could even
come to term. Everyone said I was a miracle, and I owe it all to my mate. To not
see my mate ever again is to kill my unborn children, and I do not wish for it
to happen.
“So what is a worth of grace and dignity
when all I need is the love of my mate? Please, I beg of you. Please take us to
the Whisperer Clan. I wish to see my mate, just this once, and we will never
bother you again.”
“Save me your sap stories, I…”
Before Fortuno could retaliate, suddenly the other
four also went on all fours, doing the same thing Ryou
was doing.
“Please, we beg you. Please let us
see our mates. Please!”
Fortuno
suddenly felt rather awkward all of a sudden being faced with five heavily
pregnant boys going on all fours begging him to do almost the impossible. His colleagues
looked at him quietly, as if waiting for his decision, but he could feel the
slight accusing aura from their eyes, as if he was at fault for making pregnant
people having to go to this extent to get his permission. Fortuno
was torn and didn’t know what to do.
After almost 10 seconds of awkward
silence and no reaction from Fortuno, Snipes finally
sighed quietly and walked to the kneeling five. He took Ryou’s
chin and made him look at him eye to eye. The other four looked up slightly as
well, wondering what the mute Shining Halfling would do to Ryou.
“To
allow a child to suffer a fatherless life is a sad fate,” Snipes ‘spoke’
through his telepathy, allowing everyone in the room to hear him, “but to allow a child to suffer death before
knowing life is a fate crueler than the Devil himself. Please rise. We will
help you, but only just.”
With that, Charlie and Bickford came
forward as well to help the boys up to their feet and Charlie placing Ryou back to his wheelchair. Fortuno
finally sighed as a sign of giving in and came up to Yugi.
“Since my fellow colleagues have
taken pity on your plight, I suggest you better make yourselves at home. I will
make the necessary calls to your families and your assigned midwives to allow
you to stay here for the night. Don’t worry, I won’t
rat out on you. I will help you just this once. We will set off to the border
at dawn tomorrow, coz it’s gonna be a long ride.”
If the boys weren’t heavily
pregnant, they would’ve glomped Fortuno
by now.
A/N: Sorry for the weird choice of characters, but these are
the best candidates I could muster up. I made Charlie and Bickford act the way
they did because I fancy the way Hikaru and Kaoru
(from the anime Ouran High School Host Club) acted
and wanted to incorporate it on someone. I dunno why
but I kinda fancy Snipes Crosshair a little coz of
his mysterious unknown background (I have a thing for dark, mysterious people),
which is why I made up such a fantastical history background of him. BTW, in
case you’re wondering, their names in the manga and
anime are Kokurano (Fortuno),
Johnny Gayle (Charlie Gale), Bob McGuire (Bickford Gage) and ‘Unknown Name’
(Snipes Crosshair). Well then, curious what might happen next? Then you gotta have to chase after the next chapter! Reviews plz!
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