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Carved in Stone	By : MarikIshtar77 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 2733 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Almost Paradise

            Yami rolled over and patted the space next to him. He expected to find his hikari
sleeping, but only found another fluffy, satin covered pillow. Finding the space empty, Yami
opened his tired eyes. His head felt strange, like he was in a daze. He was stunned to find
himself laying in an oversized waterbed with red satin sheets covering him. The room smelled
faintly of cherries and flowers. Bright morning sun trickled through the red curtains that matched
the bed sheets.
His strange environment didn’t seem threatening, but it still made him feel uneasy.
Yami sat up in bed, clutching the satin sheets over his bare chest. He looked around searching
for some kind of clue as to his whereabouts.
There was nothing though. The room seemed completely normal.......aside from being extremely
clean and neat. There were even fresh cut roses in a crystal vase next to the bed. It was so quiet
that Yami could hear his heart pounding in his chest.
Yami wrapped the satin sheets around himself to cover up as he slipped out of bed. He couldn’t
remember how he got to the place he was at. The last thing he was able to recall was talking to
Yugi on the phone.......than someone forcing him into a car at gunpoint. After that nothing. Yami
walked to the door and tried to open it, only to discover it was locked.
Whiryinrying to open the door, Yami noticed purple bruising around his wrists. It wasn’t very
bad, but still noticeable. The black leather wristbands that had been around them the night
before were gone, as was his leather neck collar - not to mention the rest of his outfit.
Yami walked over to the window and parted the curtains. The window he discovered was barred
shut, preventing him from jumping out. Even if he could have escaped through the window, was was a very long way down. Yami could see nothing but the peaks of snow capped mountains. A
greyish blue mist hid the world below from him.
The tri-haired pharaoh heard footsteps outside his room, so he quickly got back into bed and
pretended to be sleeping. He heard the jingling of keys before the door opened. Getting a look at
his abductor crossed his mind, but his eyes refused to open for him.
Yami lay still as he felt a hand touch his leg through the soft material covering him.
“Time to wake, my child.” a familiar male voice coaxed him.
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            Duke woke up mid-morning with a mild hangover. In need of aspirin and coffee, he got
out of bed and walked out of the bedroom. He rubbed his eyes as he stepped into the livingroom.
“Tristan? You here?” he called out as he stumbled into the kitchen. He put on a pot of coffee and
peeked in the bathroom. “Tris?”
Still no sign of Tristan.
“He must be down in the bar.” Duke said to himself as he popped a few aspirin into his mouth.
The dice master went back to his room to throw on a pair of shorts and a shirt. After getting
himself a cup of coffee and a cigarette, he headed down to the bar to see if Tristan was there.
“Tristan? Are you down here?” He asked loudly, hoping to hear a reply.
Duke found the bar was empty, so he went into the kitchen. Still no sign of Tristan.
“Well he couldn’t have just disappeared.” Duke said to himself as he snuffed his cigarette out in
an ashtray.
He walked back upstairs and looked around their apartment for any clues to Tristan’s
whereabouts. He almost instantly noticed an open bottle of vanilla schnapps next to Tristan’s
painkillers on the coffee table.
“Oh, just great.” he groaned as he set his coffee down and lit up another cigarette. Duke
replaced the cap on the bottle of schnapps and flopped backward onto the couch. “Damn you,
Tristan, where the hell did you go now?”
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            “Mama! Mama! Maaaaaamaaaaaa!” Solon cried from his playpen, banging the rattle
Yugi had given him on the white mesh surrounding him.
Hearing Solon’s fit, Joey gripped Yugi’s shoulders and pried the pharaoh’s light off of him. Yugi
was still crying. Joey sat up and set Yugi infront of him.
“Yugi, even though I kinda want this too, it just can’t happen. Especially not on the kitchen floor
wit’ Yami’s kid cryin’ in the other room.”
Yugi hiccupped as he turned his head away.
“You’re right, Joey, I’m sorry. I just feel so lonely without Yami, you know? I’m scared I’ll
never see him again! I wasn’t very nice to him the last time he and I spoke.....that makes me feel
even worse.”
Joey got up off the floor and peeked out into the living-room.
“MAMAMAAAAAAAAA!” Solon belted out at the top of his lungs.
Joey turned ugi ugi and saw that he was in no shape to take care of little Solon. Yugi was still
sitting on the floor crying.
“Yami knows ya love’ em. He’ll be back.” Joey assured Yugi.
Solon’s crying got even louder. Joey patted Yugi’s head and smiled. “I’ll go see what the kid
with bawling about. I just hope he didn’t leave another nasty little present for me in his diaper!”
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            Duke was sipping a pina colada and flipping through the channels on the television when
there came a knock at his door.
“I’m coming” he mused as he got up to answer it.
He was shocked to find Seto Kaiba and Isis Ishtar standing in his door way.
“Kaiba? What are you doing here? ISIS? the the hell’s going on?”
Seto stepped into Duke’s apartment and crossed his arms. “We’re here to ask you a few
questions.”
“Alright, what about?” Duke asked, letting the pair in the apartment and ing ing the door. He led
Seto and Isis into the living-room and offered them a seat.
“Can I get the two of you some coffee or a soda or something?”
Seto shook his head. “No thank you, I just need you to answer a few questions and than we’re ..”
Duke lit up a cigarette and groaned. “Did Tristan do something stupid again?” he asked,
sounding annoyed.
Seto shook his head. “No, this has nothing to do with your little lover boy. Did anybody
suspicious come into your bar last night, Devlin?” Seto ask curiously.
Duke rolled his eyes and chuckled. “Aside from you and Wheeler? Nope.”
Seto glared at the dice master.
“This is serious, Devlin. Somebody’s life may be in jeopardy.”
Duke was visibly surprised. “Huh? What do you mean? Who’s in trouble?”
Seto pulled Yami’s wallet out of his inner coat pocket and showed it to Duke.
“We found this near the payphone infront of your bar last night.”
Duke looked at the wallet curiously. “Who’s wallet is it?”
“It’s Yami’s” Isis answered him softly.
“He never made it home last night.” Seto added.
Duke almost choked on his cigarette smoke.
“Holy jeez......you’re kidding!” he coughed.
Seto shook his head. “If I was kidding, I wouldn’t be here, dweeb.”
Duke got up and grabbed his leather jacket. “What are we doing sitting around here if he’s
missing?”
Seto stood up and put the wallet back in his pocket. “So far we don’t have much to go on, all we
know is that he called Yugi before he disappeared.”
Duke grabbed his car keys and jotted something down on a piece of paper. “Well I’ll help out
anyway I can. Good thing I never sold my old Fairlane, or I’d be wheel-less! This is my cell
number, call me if you find anything. I’ll drive around the city and see what I can find.”
Seto took the piece of paper Duke was handing him and nodded his head sharply. “Very well.”
The CEO jotted his cell number down for Duke and turned to leave. “And you call me if you
find anything.”
“You got it,” Duke nodded. “And if you see Tristan, tell him I’m going to kick his ass for
leaving in his condition!” He added.
Isis looked up curiously. “What condition?” she asked.
Duke pulled his hair back into a ponytail and grunted. “He smashed my motorcycle the other
night and fucked himself up pretty good. He took off this morning dosed up on booze and
painkillers. He’s in really deep shit when he comes home.”
“Poor Tristan.” Isighsighed.
Seto’s cellphone started to ring as he got up to leave. “I’ll take this outside, excuse me.”
“I’ll meet you in the car.” Isis said as she followed him out.
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            “Who’s da cutest?” Joey cooed playfully as he tickled little Solon’s tummy.
“Mama!” The boy giggled, his tiny hands grasping Joey’s fingers.
“No, no, Uncle Joey is! Just for that I’ll have ta tickle ya s’more, squirt!” Joey laughed as he
teased the pharaoh’s contented offspring.
Yugi came back into the living-room after taking a shower and changing his clothes. Dressed in
blue jeans and a black shirt, he smiled at the blond playing on the floor with the child. “You’ll
make a great dad someday, Joey.”
Joey looked up at Yugi and laughed. “I don’t think that’s in the cards, man. Unless Kaiba gets a
sex change, I don’t think he and I will be popping out any mini-Wheeler-Kaiba’s anytime soon.”
Yugi chuckled as he sat next to Joey.
“Kaiba as a woman, that’s quite an interesting concept.”
Joey snickered as he went back to tickle torturing Yami’s son. He was happy to see Yugi was in
a better mood. Solon looked at Yugi and smiled brightly. His little crimson eyes seemed to light
up. “Mama!” He squealed, reaching up for Yugi.
Yugi giggled as he reached out and picked the little guy up off the floor.
“I’m Uncle Yugi, not mama!”
Yugi hugged Solon close to him and patted his little back, smiling at Joey.
“I’m really sorry for losing it before, Joey. I hope you’re not mad at me.”
Joey shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand infront of himself.
“It’s cool, I understand. I’d probably be acting weird too if something happened to Kaiba.”
Solon reached out and grabbed Joey’s bangs, tng hng hard at the blond’s hair. “Ucky Doey!” he
exclaimed.
Yugi and Joey looked at each other with wide eyes.
“Did the kid just call me ‘Ucky Doey?’” Joey asked, looking a bit surprised.
Yugi nodded his head and grinned. “I think so!”
Solon’s little fingers tugged harder at Joey’s hair. Joey took SR’s tiny hand and tried to pry
his little fingers out of his hair. “Owe, Hey kid, knock it off, that’s startin’ to hurt!”
“Ucky Doey! Owa! Wheeee!” The baby laughed.
Joey rolled his eyes. “He likes to cause pain, he must be an Ishtar.”
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            Tristan arrived back home shortly after Duke had left. Finding the apartment empty, he
grabbed the telephone and dialed up Duke’s cellphone.
[Tristan? Is that you?] Duke answered quickly.
“Yeah, it’s me, where are ya, man?” Tristan answered as he settled onto the couch, picking up
the bottle of vanilla schnapps.
[I think the question should be WHERE WERE YOU! What the hell were you doing all
morning?]
Tristan opened the booze bottle with his teeth and spit the cap out. “I was out. When are you
coming home?”
[Not for a while, Yami’s missing.]
“Yami’s missing? What the hell happened to him!” Tristan gasp, almost choking on his tongue.
[That’s what we’re trying to figure out, numbnuts.]
“Right......so when will you be home?” Tristan asked, popping a few painkillers into his mouth.
[I don’t know. Just stay home, okay? You’re in no shape to be going anywhere.]
Tristan paused to swallow his pills. “I’ll be here man.”
[Good, I’ll call you later. You’d better be there!]
Tristan hung up the phone and turned on the television. He pulled a key out of his pocket and set
it on the coffee table.
He’d been out all morning searching for a way to repay Duke for all his recent kindness. Tristan
felt guilty for cracking up his bike too.....but he was sure Duke would totally dig what he’d
chosen as a means to repay him!
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            Yami shivered from the sound of the man’s voice. It sounded so familiar! He just
couldn’t place it. He felt the man get up off the bed and heard him set something down on the
table next to them.
“I’ll be back in an hour. I expect you’ll be awake and ready to carry out my plans for you.”
Yami continued to fake he was sleeping as he heard the man leave, locking the door behind him.
As soon as the man was gone, Yami opened his eyes and looked at the table next to the bed.
There was a metallic red tray with his breakfast on it: fresh strawberries, a bowl of cereal, a glass
of milk, and some buttered toast. Yami was very hungry, so he quickly devoured the food. After
the food was gone, Yami waited quietly, wondering what “plans” the stranger had planned for
him. He prayed to Ra that is wasn’t similar to what Bakura had put him through not so long ago.
Yami sat in bed leaning back against the headboard with his arms crossed. He wondered what
Yugi was doing......he wondered how Solon was.......he wondered and wondered some more for
the entire hour. He tried to communicate with Yugi using their bond, but it was too weak. He
looked around for a phone, but there was none in the room. The pharaoh cringed in fear when
he heard the footsteetureturn and the jingling of the keys. He was finally going to come eye to
eye with his mysterious abductor.
Yami watched the door anxiously as it opened. A man wearing a hooded light green robe
stepped inside. Even though his captor was right infront of him, he hadn’t the slightest idea who
the man was. The man kept his identity concealed under his hood.
“Very good, I see you have finished your breakfast.”
Yami swallowed back his fear and nodded his head.
“Yes, I have. Who are you?” he asked sternly.
The man didn’t answer his question. The mysterious one sat on the edge of the bed next to Yami
and ran his hand over the satin material covering the pharaoh’s body.
“You are very beautiful....̶e pue purred.
Yami tried to conceal his body from the mysterious one, but with no success. The satin sheets
defined his every curve......and bulge.
“What do you want with me” Yami asked firmly.
The mysterious one chuckled lightly as he lightly ran his hand over Yami’s mid-section.
Yami swallowed hard. Something told him that he was going to hate this.
The mysterious one offered his hand to the Pharaoh.
“I shall show you what I want. Come with me, my child.”
Yami reluctantly got out of the bed, still clutching the satin sheets against his chest with one
hand.
“Where are you taking me?” Yami asked as the mysterious one led him out of the room.
“I think you will be pleasantly surprised.” The mysterious one answered as he led him out. The
walls of the hallway outside his room seemed to shine from a strange red metal coating them.
The walls were at least twelve feet high, and octagonal windows were placed ever few feet near
the ceiling. Sun cascaded in through the windows, illuminating the walls.
The mysterious one led Yami down the resplendent hall. At the end of the hall there were two
tall oak doors with gold trim blocking them from going further. The man reached for the door
handles and turned to Yami.
“I have to make preparations for later, so I will leave you with my attendants in the solarium.”
Yami kept a straight face even though he wanted to bolt away and look for the exit. The man
opened the two doors, which led to .......a modern paradise? Yami was surprised to find exotic
plants and trees, a star shaped swimming pool, a very spacious hot tub, and five individuals
wearing the same light green robes his captor was wearing. One of them wore a royal blue sash
around his shoulder.
The mysterious one pullemi imi inside and led him to the five individuals. He handed Yami
over to them and turned away.
“I will return soon. See to it that the pharaoh is well taken care of.”
The five individuals nodded their heads and the mysterious one left, leaving Yami seriously
wondering what the hell was going on! He wasn’t sure he was sweating because of nerves or the
hot sun lamps shining down on him.
One of the five attendants handed Yami a towel and a pair of sunglasses, than they all got down
on one knee and bowed to the pharaoh.
Yami stood there with his jaw dropped in astonishment.
The servant adorning the blue sash looked up, his face concealed by his hood.
“We are here to serve you, Pharaoh. Whatever you desire is yours........”
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A/n:
I don’t think I’d be thinking much about escaping in Yami’s circumstances.....LOL
Poor Yugi, if he only knew.
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Deb: Think Yami will be nicer now? Something tells me he holds grudges......What was his blow
up doll’s name again? I forgot. LOL
Arias5: The muses felt guilty for over-indulging in the pleasures of sin lately, so they promised
me they’d refrain from being little assholes until I complete this fic. LOL I hate Noa too....the
little punk needs a good ass-whuppin’!
Nightmare: I think Seto would be proud, don’t you? *grin* I think he and Joey will definitely
need that vacation they’re supposed to be on after this.
deadghost: I need to thank you bunches! My Spanish stinks...I only took a semester of it in high
school. I hated the teacher so I didn’t pay attention in class a lot. I even missed the final
exam.....(that’s a whole other story though). LOL You know, your keyboard sounds like mine...I
have went through way too many of them...(got ice cream in mine this morning). You sounded a
lot like my sister (who’s a fitness instructor) about eating habits.....*giggle* I’m in total
agreement with you....nasty!!!! Thank you so much for such extensive reviews! I really
appreciate it!
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