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The Tabletop Experiment - Choose Ur Own Adventure	By : yosakazure Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8395 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Yugi blushed so hard he thought me might cry from embarrassment, "I don't know! I woke up just a few moments ago and found us like this. I can't move my arms and legs at all except for an inch or two and it looks like we're in some weird hospital room. I think people are watching us through the glass to the left. Can you see anything behind me?"
He blinked several times, his concerned look turning into one of alarm as he took in what Yugi said and looked around for himself. To answer Yugi's question, he propped himself up on his elbows as far as he could without hurting Yugi and looked over his shoulder. "I see a metal door with a small window, but I can't see anything beyond it," he said before letting himself fall back into the padded table. He took a second to test how much mobility he had with his arms and found he had about 2 ft of slack. Like Yugi, the chains were attached over the right and left sides of the table but for some reason he was the only one who could move his hands down to about his waist area. His legs were a similar story. He felt some slack and that was just enough for him to close his legs and maybe raise his knees. He felt bad for poor Yugi. The smaller teen looked like he could barely move at all and he must be sore by now.
He looked up at the other and could clearly see he was scared though he was trying so hard to put on a brave face. He smiled to try and ease his worry. "Let's not panic. We'll find a way out of this," he assured him.
Yugi was glad the pharaoh broke the long silence and nodded. Atem sounded sure of himself, so there was no need to freak out. He knew he could count on him to be calm and not bring up the compromising position they were both forced into. "Can you wiggle free from your cuffs at all? Mine are pretty tight," he suggested.
Atem brought his cuffs closer to his face to look at them while Yugi tilted his head out of the way so he could do what he needed. He frowned at the cuffs, seeing that although they were leather, they had a thick metal band around them that apparently locked, judging by the small keyhole. The two were wearing the equivalent of leather handcuffs...fuzzy leather handcuffs, apparently. He took to Yugi's suggestion and tried to slide his hand through it. But of course if Yugi had no luck, there was no way he would either, he soon found out. He sighed in frustration and lowered his hands so Yugi can rest his head again. The teen had taken to resting his head on Atem's left shoulder so that they weren't constantly breathing in each other's faces. Atem didn't mind too much. It actually felt kind of nice but there's no way he could enjoy it right now knowing that their captors could be watching them struggle this very second. He tried tugging on the chains next but from what he could tell, they were bolted into the table so no dice. "This is all so strange," he said aloud. "What would anyone have to gain from putting us in here like this? What is there to watch? I just don't understand."
"I don't get it, either," he groaned. Truth to be told, though, a few things DID come to mind that he wouldn't dare say out loud. If somebody wanted to watch the two of them do...stuff...this certainly wouldn't be the way to do it. He and Atem are pretty close but he's pretty sure they aren't THAT close. He would certainly admit the other was handsome and incredibly charming and has been a very good friend to him these past couple of years but he never stopped to consider any attraction to him since he's always been happy with how the two already were. Maybe this is just somebody's weird fetish? Tying two guys together on a table and leaving them to whatever does sound like something he saw in a hentai once...only it was two girls...on a wooden horse...tied together...with a dildo...GAH! He mentally shook himself to get rid of the mental image. The LAST thing he needed was to explain to Atem that he was aroused over hentai and not because of...ergh, forget it. He tilted his head down and sighed down Atem's chest, silently glad that he could lean on the other and not have to ask.
Atem was staring at the ceiling with his own thoughts when he heard Yugi sigh and felt his warm breath down his chest. The sudden warmth made him quiver a bit, but he didn't think Yugi noticed. "What are you thinking?" he asked.
Yugi made a tiny whining noise before finally spilling his thoughts, "I wonder if some people with a weird fetish have kidnapped us and are waiting for us to...to..." He couldn't finish his sentence, mentally choking on his statement and turning beet red.
"Perform?" Atem finished for him. "The thought crossed my mind too a moment ago. I certainly hope that's not the case, but it seems very likely," he frowned as if the admission put a bad taste in his mouth.
"Do you think they're listening to us right now?" Yugi asked.
Atem shook his head a little, "I don't sense anybody in the next room. Maybe they left to get lunch or something while they waited for us to wake up."
"Urgh...I wonder how long we've been out. I don't see a clock anywhere or a window leading outside," the smaller teen pondered.
"This is all so elaborate. But they'll have to uncuff us eventually and we could probably make our escape then," Atem pointed out.
"You don't suppose if we just lie here and do nothing they'll just let us go, do you?" Yugi asked hopefully.
Atem chuckled quietly, "That would be nice, but I'm not going to let my hopes get too high."
Yugi giggled at the rumbling in Atem's chest when he chuckled. He loved hearing the other laugh, especially when he was the only one around to enjoy it. It made him feel special that the pharaoh felt comfortable joking around with him as opposed to when they're with their friends. He did laugh around them, but it wasn't very often. Yugi wondered if that was because he felt he had to put on a serious tone to preserve the strong, determined image their friends had of him.
Atem shifted and turned his head to smile at the other as if he could sense the teen's thoughts. Yugi smiled back, their noses barely touching but neither really cared. Even if they had been drugged and kidnapped they were glad that they at least had each other. Together they were an unstoppable team and the two are definitely going to use this to their advantage the first chance they get.
Suddenly the opening of a squeaky door broke the silence and Yugi straightened up, rising as high as he can on his hands and knees again while turning his head behind him to look over his shoulder. Atem supported Yugi's hips with his hands, assisting him in keeping them up while he too tilted his head to the side to look at the newest occupant of the room.
Four tall men entered the room, dressed in green, red, blue, and purple scrubs and matching protective outer wear that included rubber gloves, full-body aprons, scrub caps, and surgical face masks. They didn't seem to make much noise when they walked and Atem glanced to see that they were wearing rubber booties over their shoes. All this protective gear was making Atem feel quite unsettled and he was sure Yugi felt the same way. What were they protecting themselves from? Were they planning on blood shed? Just the thought made Atem growl quietly and he instinctively held onto Yugi tighter. The four men barely looked at them as they marched in, two going to the left and two on the right, standing in the four corners of the room to surround the couple. The door slammed loudly behind them and Atem heard somebody locking it. He and Yugi glanced around in anticipation at the scrubs, expecting one of them to speak. After a few long moments when none of them did, Atem lost his patience. "Where are we? What do you want from us? I demand you let us go right now!" he commanded angrily.
The four stared at them silently for what seemed like forever before the one in green on the left closest to the door reached for a light switch and turned on a few more lights, causing the boys to squint. It was brighter, but not by much. The illumination only confirmed what they thought they were seeing earlier but what they didn't see before is that their clothes were piled in a chair in the far upper left corner. Yugi saw this and used his mind link to poke Atem and nodded in that direction. Atem craned his neck up and saw them too. At least if they thought of an escape plan they didn't have to leave naked. The situation was looking worse by the second, though, because if four were in here, how many were beyond the glass?
Atem looked toward the dark mirrored window and tried to see if he could sense anybody in there or even better somebody that they recognize, perhaps a former enemy? The third eye on his head glowed softly as he closed his eyes and used his 6th sense to feel about in the next room. He could hear voices, low muttering voices, nothing he could make out. They were all men but how many were there? He counted 3...4...no...6!? They were in chairs, like an audience at a theater. This only served to piss Atem off but he kept his focus as he tried to see if he could recognize any of them or even a voice. They all sounded like they were older gentlemen and Atem could sense a foul air coming off of all of them, but he couldn't make out any faces and there was nothing about them that he recognized. He growled in frustration and the eye on his forehead dimmed. Was it possible that random people just selected and snatched them?
Yugi watched Atem's face, knowing through the link what he was doing. He gave him a worried look when he heard Atem growl. The other man frowned apologetically and sent Yugi everything he just saw through their link. He hated worrying his partner, but he needed to be aware of the situation. Yugi nodded to show he understood and decided he would try to talk to their captors. "We know you're watching us. Tell us what we're doing here! Are you ever going to let us go or what?" he asked toward the glass.
Both of them watched the window, their expressions slackening after more silence as they were just about to accept that nobody was going to talk to them. Suddenly a loud noise akin to microphone feedback pierced the air above them and both looked up to see that next to the dim florescent light above them was a speaker. A few pounding noises came from it and a crackle before they finally heard a raspy, old voice. "You two have been brought here to be subjects of our experiment. As subjects of the experiment, it's detrimental that you don't know what is expected of you during your time here. But once it happens you will be free to go and our men will drop you back off at your house."
Atem tilted his mouth to the side. Yugi was half-right, they were planning on letting them go eventually. But what would that take? "And what if we don't do what you're expecting? How long do you plan to keep us like this?" he asked.
"As long as it takes," the voice replied. "If necessary, you will get a bathroom break when the experts think it's time. If the experiment takes too long, outside elements will be used to coax things along. Just pretend we're not even here and do whatever you want. The scrubs are only there to assist and will not bother you."
"Assist with what??" Yugi asked. A loud click told them that he had turned off the mic. There will be no more words from the old man for quite a while, it seemed.
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How will our two heros digest this information?
Well this couldn't get any more awkward. - Head to Chapter 3
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