Animal Passions -Done!- | By : ShadowofLight Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5790 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. AU, M/M, very slight Anthro |
Chapter 1: Customers
“Gentlemen! Always a pleasure to see you all,” Pegasus said smoothly as he let his four guests inside, the timid servant closing the door and bowed before scurrying off to finish her chores. “I know why you are all here but should we chat for a bit or get right down to business?”
“I swear if he continues to talk like that I'm going to be sick,” one of the young man muttered under his breathe, running his hand through his stunning white hair that was rather spiky looking.
“Get in line,” another one muttered back, narrowing his dusky colored eyes that looked like a dark lavender color, looking from the fall of sun-bleached hair, a kind of platinum blonde. He made a face as if he was about to lose his lunch, which made the pale youth smirk. It was the closet anyone ever got out of him of a laugh or smile.
“Before we see these new creations of yours we want to know more about that,” a tall young man asked, ice blue eyes looking at him sternly from the fall of soft brown hair that trailed into his gaze some. He crossed his arms over his chest, ae the that the others say and dubbed as his ‘business face’. “Just what are these things capable of?”
“All will be explained but let us continue this in the den. Drinks shall be served and once your questions have been answered then I will show you to them. Follow me gentlemen,” and with a sharp spin on his heel walked off, not bothering to look back if they were following.
“Okay tell me again why I'm back here?” the white haired man snapped in a low tone as he grudgingly followed the taller brunette.
“You kept complaining about Mai and you wanted a boy,” the third of the party said with a slight shrug of his shoulders. He looked at them over his shoulder; crimson colored eyes seemed to smirk at him. “And it was the only way to shut you up.”
“Oh ha ha. You’re turning into a regular comedian, Yami.”
“Look, just because we’re here doesn’t mean we have to buy another one. What’s so special about these new creatures anyway?” the blonde retorted. The crimson-eyed man silenced him with just a look as they entered the den.
It was lavishly done to show off just how much wealth Pegasus had consumed from his little creations that he just loved to brag about it. The two opposite walls of the double doors held built in shelves holding leather bound books from top to bottom. The floor was covered with a thick rug of blood and and gold, patterns of flowers and script. There was also a hint of emerald green done. In the far wall stood a stone fireplace taking up a third of the wall itself and reached one fourth of the wall up the wall. Hanging above it was a painting o a lovely woman wearing a sky blue dress with white rubbles and a pink ribbon around her throat. Her soft golden hair cascaded down her back in thick curls that framed making, sky blue eyes. She sat on a Victorian-rose pink chair while holding a red rose in her hand. Pegasus never spoke about it but the painting meant a lot to him. He would always look at it for periods of time then resume to business at hand but would always glance up at the painting once in a while. Before the fireplace sat a beautifully crafted table with gold leaves acting as legs. Surrounding the table was a low back sofa with two matching armchairs facing towards the middle yet diagonal of the fireplace. In the far left corner of the room sat a lounging sofa with one armrest so one might read by fire light at a comfortable position. In the other corner sat a simple yet elegant cart holding a bottle with six glasses all made of crystal, the bottle containing a rich wine.
“A drink?” he gestured towards the cart. Two of them declined but the other two were more than happy to have something to drink. The boat ride over here wasn’t very pleasant and their stomachs needed something strong to settle them down. The one known as Yami sat on one of the armchairs as the brunette chose to remain standing. The blonde tried to reach the other armchair first but sulked and sat next to the pale young man as Pegasus sat in the other chair. “Now then, what would you like to know about my most recent creations?”
“What’s so special about them?” the young man with the stunning white haired asked rather rudely, ignoring the glares sent his way. “I mean until they grew a new asset of something I really don’t see the point.”
“My dear Bakura, what makes these creatures stand out above the rest is the fact that they resemble humans more than anything and they are indeed quite beautiful to gaze upon.”
“Some of us don’t want to just look at them,” the blonde retort and hand to grab the back of his friend’s jacket when he tried to launch himself at Pegasus for calling him ‘my dear’. He hated that!
He outright laughed at him, making the blonde grow upset. “Oh they have been trained and are just as beautiful on the inside as well. In fact, why don’t I show you a screening of just what they are capable of.” Setting his glass of wine down he clapped his hands and the lights in the den went out. The painting of the lady flipped around so it revealed a large monitor. Almost at once images of six young hybrids appeared on screen: two were fish hybrids, one a timber wolf and golden lab mix, an arctic hare, and the remaining two were cats. Immediately this drew the attention of the young men, causing Pegasus to smirk to himself.
“They two young men with the fish DNA are simply called Mako and Duke. Mako has the killing instincts of the make shark with strength to match and fierce fighting nature.” A clip of Mako swimming in a kind of obstacle course was shown as he fought against some of Pegasus men in scuba-diving equipment. What he lacked in speed he made for more in strength.
“Duke is a combination of dolphin and angel fish but I still cannot explain the ebony scales he managed to produce.” Pointing this out another clip was shown as the one named Duke swam around a similar obstacle course underwater through hoops of various sizes and expertly dodging his men from trying to capture him. But the clip also showed how Mako was fiercely protective of Duke, allowing no one to near him for anything and nearly killed one of the men in the process. “As you can see Mako has grown very much attached to Duke; my men have tried over and over to separate them but they have failed time and time again. Against my better judgment I doubt any of you gentlemen could handle these two.”
Bakura, the sort-temper man with the stunning silver-white hair, immediately fumed as he stood up abruptly. “Is that a challenge?!”
“Bakura!!” He looked over to where Yami has called out his name and grudgingly sat back down. Muttering rude comments about their hosts being weak and such under his breath he grudgingly sat back down.
“What about the canine hybrid,” Seto spoke up, never tearing his gaze away from the monitor up above focusing on the dark blonde. “What can he do?”
“Ahh he was very successful in all departments of the canine family. As you can see here he has excellent tracking and fighting abilities as well as hunting.” This was proven when the blonde wolf/dog hybrids was in a large patch of forest, crawling on all fours as he sniffed at the ground then ran. Immediately he bounded into a bush and came out later with a small quail in his mouth, looking quite pleased. “His appetite has also increased but fortunately he prefers to hunt on his own and will almost anything except for rabbits. However, he is very hard to train in both the bedroom and outside. He has a very rebellious streak that has yet to be broken.”
“Name?”
“Joseph. But he will answer to the name of Joey at times.”
‘Joey…’ the young brunette let the word linger on his tongue before his lips curled up into a wicked smile. ‘He’ll be perfect.’
However, Bakura had something to say about that. “Some hunter then. What kind of animal doesn’t hunt rabbits?”
“Allow me to show you.” The screen then focused on the youth that looked remarkable like the rude young man with minor differences. His features were softer without the rough edge to them, soft hair that nearly hid drooping ears, eyes were large and sad looking brown. “Ryou here is the perfect example of one of the hybrids with the DNA of an arctic hare. He actually prefers the colder climates but I only put up with it because he has been the only successful hybrid so far.”
Bakura could only nod as he stared at the image of the youth. If anything this child could pass as his brother! He smirked mentally as he imaged all the things he would do to his little white rabbit and teach him new things. “So what can he do beside look pretty?”
“He has great speed and can jump quite high when the need be,” their host explained and once more another clip was shown. The youth was trying to escape being captured, the fear and terror evident in his eyes as he managed to outrun the men and did manage to leap from area to area with grace and ease. In the clip he still wore an oversize shirt and short sorts, giving him freedom of movement. He really was an attractive thing without realizing it.
“Well it would seem you already have the interests of Kaiba and Bakura, so where does that leave us?” the blond snorted, reaching out to hit the hazel-eyed man back after he struck him.
“My final two creations. They are quite a surprise as well Ryou because they have such an uncanny resemble to you, Marik and Yami,” he said coyly and gestured to the images. “Both young men are of the cat family with Malik a Siberian tiger and Yugi of a lynx, each the agility and unnatural grace of the feline counterparts and are hunters as well, however; where as Malik has the most strength of the two little Yugi makes up in agility but they, too, have their share of defects.”
Marik frowned at the sound of that. “What kind of defects are we talking here?”
The silver-haired gentlemen said nothing but slowly reached up with a hand to hold back the long strands of hair that hid the side of his face. There, nestled in the socket of his left eye was a golden orb with the image of an Egyptian eye engraved on the metal. The young men said nothing though even as the light from the fireplace illuminated several white scars raked across the side of his face. “Malik did this to me when I tried to take the little one after ‘training’ him. He had been drugged with tranquilizers yet fought it back and reacted violently to me. The only defect with the kitten is the fact that he has not been broken in yet. He knows nothing of how to please his masters.”
“And just because of that you gave up? Weak.”
Yami said nothing as he studied the clip of the two felines, his attention caught by the younger of the boys, feeling a stirring deep in his chest but forced it back for now. Slowly he stood up as the clips ended and the monitor flipped back to the painting of the woman, lights slowly turning back on. “I think it’s time we see these creations of yours in the flesh.” Pegasus only smiled and nodded, taking a final sip of his wine before leading them to the corridor.
Joey yawned largely to himself, sharp canines glinting in the light as he rubbed at his ear again and settled more comfortably on Ryou’s lap. The young boy just smiled and ran his fingers through his hair, something stroking the soft ears. To anyone on the outside the two acted as lovers but were not; they were just close friends who tried to be there for one another.
“Joey-kun… what do you think the outside world is like?” he asked softly, his voice lightly accented but was so soft and delicate.
“No idea. But I heard it’s supposed to be loud. Loud and big and covered with steel and stone.” He looked up at him with a sleepy expression. “What’s up?”
“I was just wondering that’s all.” He looked away as his hand continued petting his hair and smiled as he felt his hand being held by another and a rough tongue licked his palm. The wolf gave him a corny-looking grin and rubbed at his stomach once more.
“I’m hungry.” To prove it his stomach gave an audible growl.
“Is there a time you aren’t hungry?”
“Lemme think ‘bout that. Nope.”
“You’re impossible you know that?” Ryou said with a giggle, tapping his nose even as his friend tried to nip at it. It was so peaceful and nice here for the time being that even Joey was being lulled back into his sleep that had been interrupted before he tensed and sat up abruptly. “Joey-kun?”
“I hear footsteps,” he said, his ears lifting some to adjust to the sound, his brows knitted together as he concentrated. “More than one… doesn’t sound like they’re in a hurry… heading this way… Hey Malik!”
“No we don’t have any food Joey so quit asking!” came the growled reply.
“Not that idiot! I hear people coming. One of them is definitely Pegasus but I’m not sure about the others. They don’t sound like his men.”
That got the tiger’s attention as he moved closer tot eh bars and pricked his ears forward, listening to the sound of feet hitting the floor and smell four entirely new scents. “They aren’t his guards... they’re new customer.”
“Damnit!!” the dark blonde swore angrily but the gentle one couldn’t soothe his anger. “Can we even get a break?!”
“What do you think?” the boy hissed angrily, wrapping his arms tighter around the shorter youth and stared at the bars of their cell. He had always hoped this would never happen but now he could do nothing except fight for all eh was worth. “Yugi I want you to promise me something.”
“Malik?”
“I want you to never give up this innocence of yours. Cupping his young face in his hands pale lavender orbs gaze deeply into sparkling amethyst eyes. So different yet still alike. “Don’t let anyone take it from you without a fight. Promise?” Yugi could only nod and staring at him a bit longer he leaned forward and captured his lips in a fierce kiss; the lynx’s first kiss because he didn’t think their new owners would be so gentle with them as Pegasus had.
His first reaction was to push him away and ask what he was doing but the strong arms refused to let him go and the longer he continued the more pleasant it felt. Large eyes slowly drifted shut as he found himself slowly returning the loving gesture, clinging to him tightly he parted his lips when he felt something trying to seek entrance and gasped. Malik purred deeply, lapping the sweet taste of the young one’s mouth before he slowly pulled back. He noted the confused look in his eyes and nuzzled him in an affectionate manner.
“I was not about to let someone take your first kiss like that,” he purred deeply, his body tensing as he heard the footsteps approaching and once more the bright lights were flipped on once more. Joey yelped as the lights hit his sensitive eyes once more and a loud splash was heard, meaning that the light must have startled Duke and Mako. Yugi wasn’t sure what to say but he leaned into his chest once more and clung to him tightly.
Pegasus couldn’t help but smirk broadly as he noticed how interested his customers were. He had actually sold pets to them before but usual when his other customers came back for new pets it was either because they were already tired of their current ones or they were too rough and broke them too early. He didn’t care it just meant more money. It seemed like two of his customers were truly interested in the merboys but Mako wasn’t at all pleased with that, scratching the thick glass with his claws before Duke pulled him back. He was too highly spirited to sell just yet. Stopping before the cages he warned them to remain behind the yellow lines and pointed the youths out.
“These are them gentlemen and if you wish I can send my men in to get them out so you can see them up close.”
“I think that would be wise,” Yami said calmly, wanting a closer look at the boy that the tiger held. All he could see was his intense violet eyes that just seemed to draw him in. Pegasus nodded and walking to one of the walls pressed a button on the wall. Immediately glass panels began to slowly lower behind the metal bars, making the hybrids inside look at them in confusion. Nothing like this had happened before but to Mako knew what was happening. He was the oldest one here by a year and half and knew he had to warn his friends. Swimming up to the panel he swam up to the edge of the water and pounded his fists, trying to get their attention.
“Get out now!! Once the panels slide close the area will be gassed!!” he shouted, his voice barely heard through the thickness of the glass. “Don’t breathe!!”
“Your warnings will be useless but just to be sure…” Another button was pressed and the young shark hybrid screamed in pain he received a very painful shock. It lasted for a moment but it had the desired effect as he slowly slipped into unconsciousness.
“Mako!!!” came the cry from several different voices as Duke dove from his perch on the rocky ledge to him. Although he wasn’t as strong as the shark he still struggled with his weight. The water made him slly lly lighter also so he pulled him as far away from the panel, arms wrapped around him tightly as he growled angrily at Pegasus and the customers. This was not good, not good at all.
“Mako! Duke!” Joey growled and lunged at the glass, scratching at it then tried beating his hands on it but it was no good. As soon as they hit the ground a hissing sound was heard and from the vents came this thick gas that smelled odd. He tried to hold his breath but it was no use, it even made his nose burn. Ryou began to cough no matter how much he tried to breathe in the rapidly decreasing clean air. They were the first to fall unconsciously to the ground.
“Joey, Ryou answer me!!”: Malik tried yelling but there was no answer. Growling he leaped up onto the trees and rocky ledges, trying him best to slash at the air vents but they were just out of reach.
Poor little Yugd trd tried to hide, to keep the distance but it was no use. The gas invaded his sense and no matter how hard he tried to fight it but it was slowly winning. “Malik…” he called out softly, reaching up to him but his eyes dropped close as he slowly fell tot eh ground limply. He was out cold
“No Yugi…” he said almost sadly, leaping down from his high perch down and down but he was losing his balance as he let thoke oke wrap around his mind. So he wasn’t aware he had landed on a weak branch until it broke under his weight and he crashed into the ground hard, landing on his feet but stumbled onto his hands. However, he wasn’t worried about his welfare right now as he crawled over to the young lynx and pulled him into his arms. “Yugi… I'm sorry…” he apologized before his pale lavender gaze drifted shut and fell to the ground, arms stilled wrapped around the lynx tightly. The smoke continued to billow in for several more minutes before the hissing stopped and the vent shut tightly.
The silver-haired young man smirked once he saw how quickly they fell but he wasn’t going to take any chances. He went to the intercom and turned it on. “Gentlemen, report to the cells one and two in the East Wing to pick up the hybrids and deposit them in the den. Preferable in chains and not close together,” he spoke into the machine then talked into it once more. “Bring your gas masks.”
“Right away Master Pegasus,” a deep voice answered back.
“You don’t go in and get them yourself?” Bakura asked, smirking as he thought once more how weak this man really was.
“Appearances are deceiving my dear Bakura.” They stood and watched as hidden doorways in the back of the cells slid open and into each cell walked two more hybrids only so different and dangerous looking. In the forest cell walked in two young men that looked more like their animal counterparts than human.
One was tall of about six feet (same as Kaiba) wearing some rather ragged clothing. Dusky brown pants with a red shirt and deep blue vest on top, leather cuffs with silver spikes, and black combat boots. He looked like your average thug except for a pair of dirty brown ears that escaped the red and white striped bandana with white stars on a blue background, his dirty blonde hair hanging before his face that was covered by a dark green and black gas mask. He immediately went over to the wolf and slung him over his shoulder easily before heading out, a long and hairless tail slashing as the air behind him like a living whip.
The other man was slightly shorter by half a head but was very dangerous looking. He wore a pair of pants of light beige with a darker vest over a green shirt but the clothing seemed to be stringing over his form. What could be seen showed him to be very lethal with sharp talons on both hands and feet. On the patches of skin they could see were dark green scales of a reptile with a matching, thick tail that dragged on the ground. Nothing could really be seen of his face because of the mask but he made his way over to the limp form of Ryou and picked him up. Turning around he made his way out the same door and it slide shut as they vanished from view.
“What he hell was that?!” Marik asked as he pointed at the hidden door. “That thing looked like an over-grown alligator!”
“Dinosaur actually. Those two were Rex Raptor and Bandit Keith. Keith was actually a combination of giant rat and raccoon but you can’t really tell unless you take a good look at him. Yet he’s not the sociable type.” He looked at the other cell and smiled broadly. “And here are two of my most loyal of hybrids!” The door in the back slid open and in walked in a very large man wearing a black suit and sunglasses but it did nothing to hide the rough, rounded ears or meaty paws that betrayed his animal part.
Course, dark fur could be seen just barely from the suit but his overall frame was just huge. He looked of solid muscle yet held a sense of grace one normally didn’t see with people so large. Practically marching over tot eh tiger youth he pried him away and carried him in one arm, leaving the other minion to take care of the lynx boy.
Like raptor this was a bit short but his appearance made up more for that. Dark blue pants with a lime green coat was all he wore but jutting out from the back of his wrists were gleaming blades with a jagged edge to them, the better to inflict pain upon or cause more damage. His hair was a bright, aqua color but that was all they could tell as he dragged the lynx from the cell. As he walked away something seemed wrong with his back as the gentl cou could barely make out humps jutting from the shoulder blade
“Croquet and Weevil, my most loyal of hybrids and each one of my earlier creations of a grizzly bear and praying mantas. I would have to say I am most pleased with them and they are not for sell at any cost.”
“Like anyone would want them,” came the muttered reply but he chose to ignore it.
“Now if you will be so kind to follow me you each will be able to look at the hybrids up close…” he talked on as he led them out the area, the lights turned off. The only sound from the nearly empty corridor was the tank half filled of water being splashed softly against he glass panel.
Joey was having a weird dream that he was strapped to a cold table in an equally cold room. He could feel hands touching him that he couldn’t help but growl in disgust. He didn’t like this dream and tried to think of something else but a sudden yank on his tail made him yelp and slowly open his eyes. This was no dream as he realized where he was.
The room was completely white with him laying on a table, bound to a metal table that felt like ice against his bare skin. But he was confused, why was he hear? What was going on? Where was Ryou? Then it all dawned on him he tried to get up but it was no use. The gas still left him weak and he couldn’t move very far with his wrists bound by his side by thick, leather straps.
“Is puppy awake?” a deep voice chuckled at hise the that it instantly made the blood in his veins run cold. He knew that voice and against his better judgment looked at the figure.
“Keith,” he growled angrily as the young man with disgust written in his eyes. “Ya slimy rat where’s Ryou?!”
“Now why should I tell you anything, mutt?” he asked, resting his long nailed hand on the bare expansion of his stomach and gave it a rub. He smirked as he saw that bushy tail fight the urge not to twitch. If there was one weakness that this wolf had it was that like any other dog he enjoyed getting his belly rubbed. “What is it for me?”
“Ya get to keep your fingers,” he growled low in his chest, jerking as much as he could from his touch and stared to the side. A metal table caught his attention as he noticed a long, black, metal type of rod there. “Where the hell is going on?”
“You and the others have just been bought mutt and it’s up to us to get you all branded and fitted with your new collars.”
Branded? Collars? Bought?! “No!!!” This time he did struggled, trying his best to break the straps holding him down but it did no good because Keith seemed to have anticipated this. After several minutes of struggling a thick strap went over his stomach and another at his neck, keeping him pinned securely to the table and immobile. Still he continued to fight, even when Keith came back with the metal stick only to show that one hand held letters and that it was glowing a bright red color. He tried to keep a brace face, to show him he wasn’t taken in by him but it was no use as once the hot metal meet the tender skin of his left hip in the front he scream in utter pain. The straps seem to tighten to keep him still and the branding iron went down harder. The smell of burning flesh hit his nose but through it all he fought the urge to cry; to prove not only to himself tat he wasn’t some puppy and that it was going to take more than this to break him. He just hoped to any deity that was listening that the others were trying to be as strong.
In the next three rooms came similar cries of pain as each hybrid was branded for their new owners by the very men who had taken them out of their safe cells. It lasted for a while but once the mark was sure to leave a scar once it healed they were hauled off the tables and taken to another room where they each had their scraps of clothing ripped off then nearly drowned as they forcefully washed. Joey tried to fight but kept getting his tail pulled or a cuff in the side of his head he grudgingly submitted.
Ryou almost drowned a few times and was still shaking from the branding mark on his left hip, whimpering pitifully as his long ears were repeatedly pulled when he wasn't quick enough to react to orders. Once his captive was satisfied that he was clean he was hauled out of the freezing water then dried out hard enough to make the scars on his back ache and made the brand become more red.
Malik, like Joey, fought for all he was worth and continued fighting even when Croquet struck him, pulled his tail, his ears,n thn threaten him but he didn’t care. Now he sported a large bruise on the right side of his cheek where he was slapped hard a few times but the giant bear of a man looked worse with the side of his face covered in deep gashes, courtesy of his claws. Through it all he forced himself to remain silent, never taking but growled, hissed, spat like a true tiger. He had to find Yugi because he knew the young one was probably in hysterics right now.
The little one was nearly in hysterics as he refused to go near the water, nearly been drowned a few times himself then tried to escape when rough hands dried him off. He thought the worse was over but new people, women by their looks and scents stripped him of his wet towels and kept touching him, shouting numbers at each other and before he knew it was standing before three-mirrors in new clothing that he immediately didn’t like. His entire outfit was in dark colored leather of a blue-black color with shoes, tight pants, an equally tight black shirt with a jacket on top. Almost everywhere the outfit consisted of silver buckles with a thick, black collar around his neck with a heavy buckle in the center. Hanging from it was a golden type of tag the shape of a pyramid hanging upside down. If he looked close enough he could see an eye engraved into it. But ye hated it. He didn’t like this it felt too constricting and e could barely walk with all these metal objects hanging off his clothing. One more he yelped when one of the women grabbed his ear and a needle sharp pain was felt. When she let go he furiously rubbed at his injured ear only to see a tag that, barely hidden from the downy oft fur. He couldn’t make out what it said but it made him itch terrible and he wanted nothing more to pull it off. He didn’t make time for either as he was pushed away from the mirrors and down the hallway. A final shove and he found himself in a beautiful room of bright colors and more books that he had ever seen in his life. A large roaring fire made him just want to curl up next to it and fall asleep but he didn’t. he was too scared. A moment later the two doors were opened ano another person was shoved into the room and then slammed close. The other was a young teenage with dark blonde hair who had already launched himself at the doors and began pounding on them, barking curses left and right that he knew of only one person who said those things like that.
“Joey!!”
“Wha-Yugi!!” The blonde raced at the young boy even as he fairly pounced on him and crushed his body to him, holding him tightly that his tail began to wag a bit. Like Yugi he wore a pair of dark blue pants with shoes that felt too small and a emerald green silk shirt that would have felt nice but he had already tore up three others before they cut his nails short to stop ruining the shirts and gave him this one. It was almost billowing with the top half of it open to reveal a strong chest. He wore an identical collar only made of deep blue leather with two small, silver buckles and a tag around his neck. It was gold with a miniature key or some kind of foreign cross thing. Slowly Joey dropped to his knee so he could be at level with him then pulled back, soft brown eyes locking onto amethyst depths. “You okay? Did those asses hurt you?”
“I’m okay. Joey what’s going on? Why are we here? Why are we dressed like this? Where’s the others? Where’s Malik??” he asked worriedly, fear creeping into his eyes as they darted around the room.
“Whoa calm down Yug’ everything is gonna be fine. I don’t know where we are but… I think those four new strangers we saw just bought us…”
“You mean… we’re their pets now?” he asked timidly.
“… yeah. But I sure as hell ain’t going down without a fight! I’m not gonna roll over like some damn puppy dog!” he growled deeply, “and I’m sure the others will be here soon enough. I just hope they’re okay…” It was later when the other two were shoved into the room and now they sat huddled in a tight circle, trying to comfort the other.
Malik was wearing tight, black pants that he swore squeaked when he walked and a sleeveless dark lavender shirt with a hood. On both his upper arms were golden bracelets with matching ones around his neck as a collar, more on his wrists then heavy earrings hanging from his ears. He kept scratching at them, making them bleed but he didn’t care because all this gold made him heavy. Like the others his collar of gold bore a tiny rod of some sort with an eye on it. He had tried to scratch it off but gave up when all he was doing was injuring himself. Now he sat next to Yugi, running his hands through the soft air absently.
Ryou was paler than usual and refuses to let go of Joey the moment he had entered the room. He wore a pair of soft blue pants with a light, aqua green silk shirt like Joey’s only the top button was undone. At the last moment he had managed to grab a cream colored sweater and pulled it on, saying that he was still so cold then let him keep it. Around his neck was just a leather strand tied a bit tightly around his slender throat bearing a tag of a kind of pendent with a triangle in the center, and five needle like shards hanging from the bottom. It jingled ever so faintly when he moved quickly. He was now laying on his side, head pillowed on Joey’s lap as he let him stroke his hair and sore ears. Hanging from one, nearly hidden by his pearly white hair was a tiny tag with some numbers engraved. He kept rubbing at the mark on his hip as it still burn and felt hot to the touch.
“If I ever see that Pegasus I’ll rip his balls off and make him eat them raw,” the wolf threaten, growling deep in his chest yet his hand remained steady as he petted the young hare.
“forget Pegasus what are we going to do about our new owners?” Malik hissed his ears flattening against his skull. “They didn’t exactly look like the nicest people to me.”
“I don’t want us to be spilt up,” Yugi said softly, looking at them each in turn. “Maybe if we talk to them… we can stay together?”
“If they’re anything like Pegasus the only thing they want to hear from our lips is us screaming in pain.”
“Why can’t they just leave us alone?” Ryou said sadly, rubbing at his eyes with the back of his sleeve, “we never asked for this. W never asked to be part animal… So why is this happening to us?” no one had a answer to his question so they just continued to sit there, slowly relaxing and were about to drift into sleep when they head the doors open once more and Pegasus came in with four men they had never seen before. What took them back was that three of them looked like Yugi, Ryou, and Malik only with harsh features, rough look to them, and a evil glint in their cold, unfeeling eyes. Joey was staring at a tall young man with deep brown hair and eyes the color of cold sapphires. For a moment he felt his tail wag before he grabbed it, forcing it to stop and growled low in his voice as they all introduced themselves.
“And they are your new masters. You will do everything they ask of you with no questions or… be punished,” Pegasus explained with a slight shrug of his shoulders. Realization didn’t hit home until he held up four leashes made of black leather and they were snapped onto the collars then handed to the four strangers. “Gentlemen… your new ‘pets’ are now ready to be taken home.” Although the hybrids said nothing they all felt as if someone had dropped a lump of icy steel in the pit of their bellies like a dead weight.
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