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Hellraisers	By : MarikIshtar77 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10808 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Dark Sanctuary
*I’m dedicating this chapter to Deb. Why? ‘Cuz Rick Ruhl is hot with his shirt off... (cue up the
EMN MP3 huni!)*

            Marik stood silently on the sidewalk eagerly looking up at a space between two tall
buildings. He could hear the rumbling of a loud motor echoing between the buildings as it grew
nearer. The Egyptian shielded his eyes with his hand to prevent the driving rain from getting in
his eyes.
“I can’t believe he’s actually doing this.” Marik chuckled as the motorcycle neared.

            Yami finished washing the dishes he’d made from breakfast and put them up in the
cupboard. He looked out the kitchen window at the wet street outside. Not long after Yugi had
left it had started to rain. He stared up at the grey sky and sighed. Could he feel anymore down?
He couldn’t shake the lousy mood he had been in all day. He needed something to lift his spirits.
He’d tried occupying his mind with reading, but that didn’t work. The same thing kept popping
into his head.
Yugi.
Most likely because of the crappy weather, the game shop got very little business all day. He’d
tried sorting through a new shipment of RPG games, but still couldn’t get Yugi out of his head.
He grew more depressed as the day had worn on. He was willing to resort to anything to cheer
him up now. One thing came to mind.
Kisses.
He sighed softly as he reached up for his hidden bag of chocolate kisses in the cupboard. He
grabbed a handful to appease his sudden craving. He carefully unwrapped a little chocolate
candy and crunched the silver wrapper up in his hand, tossing it into the trash can as he passed it
on his way out of the kitchen. He popped the sweet candy into his mouth and looked up at the
clock on the wall.
It was going on 5 o’clock. It was almost time to close up the game shop for the night and Yugi
had still not returned home.
Yami got a broom out of the closet and headed back into the front of the game shop. He
unenthusiastically started sweeping the floor of the store.
Yami stopped sweeping for a minute and closed his eyes. He licked his lips as he thought about
how sweet Yugi tasted when he’d kissed him earlier. Yugi was sweeter than the chocolate he’d
just eaten. He sighed longingly as he recalled that moment.
“Aibou......”
Yami continued sweeping. The only sound in the game shop was the broom bristles swishing on
the floor.
It was too quite, and he missed Yugi too much. He needed something to distract him from his
thoughts. With broom in hand, Yami walked out of the shop and went into the living-room. He
leaned the broom against the wall and turned on the stereo, making sure the volume was up high
enough that he could hear the music from the shop. He noticed a cd laying on top one of the
speakers and picked it up. The words ‘BAKURA’S CD - TOUCH AND DIE’ written in black
marker stood out. There was a picture of a human skull drawn below the warning. Yami bit his
lip as he opened the cd case and pulled out the shiny silver disc.
The cd was labeled ‘Pussy songs.’
O-K Bakura. Very creative. Weirdo thief.
‘Hn, the piece of shit must have borrowed this to my hikari. I wonder what’s on it.’
Yami carefully placed the cd in the disk changer and pressed the play button.
He grabbed his broom and headed back into the shop as the music started. Powerful melancholy
guitar riffs filled the shop. Yami gripped the broom in his hands tightly and sighed as he listened
to the song. (I Hate Myself, by Every Mother’s Nightmare)
[Faded pictures, I remember...... of a time not far away.....
Love of God now, is a memory......electric dreams are in my way....
I’ve got you all alone.....it’s just a dream.
Can’t fight against the storm, it’s all on me, it’s plain to see......
When I close my eyes, it’s a living hell, when I think about you I hate myself.
Now I’m all alone, maybe time will tell. Lying here without you, now I hate myself.......]
Yami swallowed hard as he listened to the lyrics of the song. It wasn’t right to feel like he did.
Yami still hadn’t *officially* broken up with Marik yet, so he still was fighting with his feelings
he harbored for the dark Egyptian.
Was it possible he could love them both?
[I stand arrested, without reason....
Days just roll on by....
A broken image, in the shadows, fading to the night......
Some things I can’t explain, most it’s me.
Can’t fight against the strange, it’s a mystery, a mystery......
When I close my eyes, it’s a living hell, when I think about you I hate myself.
Now I’m all alone, maybe time will tell. Lying here without you, now I hate myself.......]
Involuntary tears started to fall from Yami’s eyes. He felt so confused and alone. He loved Yugi
with all his heart. He and Yugi had been a part of each other for so long that he realized he’d
forgotten how special his hikari really was to him. Yugi made him feel good, inside and out, for
many years now. But now there was Marik. He wiped the tears from his eyes as he recalled the
day he and Marik had hooked up together. It was Tuesday, March 15^th at 8:27 pm. It was pouring
rain outside, much like it was now. Yugi was sick in bed with a bad cold. He’d asked Yami if
he’d be kind enough to go and buy him some cough medicine, and he, of course, had said yes.
The heavy rain poured down on him as he walked home with the medicine. He was soaking wet
and cold, so he’d stopped off at the video store to rent a movie and warm up a little. Inside the
video store, Marik was coarsely bitching Malik out for forgetting his wallet. Feeling a bit bad
for Malik, he’d kindly offered to pay for their video rental, in hopes Marik would stop cutting
down Malik. One thing led to another, and next thing he knew he was inviting the Egyptian duo
over to watch movies.
Yami gasp for air a lump began to grow in his throat. He sobbed as he absently swept the shop
floor.
“If only I’d never ask them over.......things with Yugi and I would be so different now.”
[I try to shake it like a fever.....like tryin’ t’skate across the ice. I guess it’s just it’s just the
season, you’re paralyzed, you’re hypnotized....
When I close my eyes, it’s a living hell,
when I think about you I hate myself.
Now I’m all alone, maybe time will tell.
Lying here without you, now I hate myself.......
When I close my eyes, it’s a living hell.
when I think about you I hate myself.
Now I’m all alone, maybe time will tell.
Lying here without you, well I hate myself.......]
Yami stopped sweeping and leaned on the broom handle to steady himself as he cried.
“Why can’t I ever get it right?” he choked up.
With his arm draped around Marik’s shoulder, Bakura painfully limped down the street.
He’d learned the hard way why you should not try jumping a motorcycle roof too roof in the
rain. He was showing off for Marik. Not even shadow powers can save your ass when your tires
are sliding on wet pavement though! After a bad landing, the motorcycle slid one way and
Bakura slid the other. He had been going so fast that the propulsion sent the motorcycle right off
the edge of the building, completely totaling it. The only way down from the roof was jumping,
so Bakura, bleeding an in serious pain, had to do it.
After landing in a wet, prickly feeling bush, he found he couldn’t walk very well. Marik and him
decided they’d had enough fun at that point and decided to call their stunts quits.
“Damn you, Ishtar! Quit walking so Ra-damn fast!” The thief snarled viciously as they crossed
the street.
“We wouldn’t have to walk if you hadn’t trashed Malik’s bike, you dip-shit. Now shut up and
keep walking.”
Bakura hobbled along a few more steps and than stopped.
“Shit. Can’t we just stop for a minute? I’m serious, my leg can’t go any further.”
“Than let’s cut it off.” Marik growled under his breath as he looked around their surroundings.
He realized they were standing right infront of the game shop.
“The lights are on in the game shop, Would it kill you to rest here for a while?”
Bakura groaned as he reached down and touched his sore leg. His entire pants leg had been
ripped to shreds and was soaked with blood. The thief didn’t even want to think about how bad
his leg even looked under the torn black denim.
“Grrr.....no , I guess not. I hope Yugi is here though. I don’t feel like watching you and the
pharaoh fuck like jack rabbits.”
Marik shook his head. “What makes you think he and I have fucked? I’ve never fucked Yami.”
Bakura rolled his eyes. “Oh right, You’re so full of shit, Ishtar. Mind telling me what you were
doing with him in the car in the hospital parking lot than?”
Marik paused for a moment than started to laugh.
“You thought I was having sex! Fool! Yami had a box of things that he and I had bought together
and we were only sorting through them. I wasn’t having SEX! I could only wish!”
“Sure, whatever.” Bakura disbelievingly laughed back.
“Okay, so we fooled around a lot, but I swear on Malik’s mother’s grave that my dick was never
up Yami’s ass and his was never up mine. We did everything BUT fuck. Yami felt very strongly
about saving himself for some stupid reason.”
Bakura made a sour face and stuck out his tongue. “Too much information, Ishtar. I didn’t need
to hear that. Let’s just fucking go inside and get this over with, okay?”
Marik grinned as he reached for the door. “Don’t worry, Yugi can protect you from the big, bad
Pharaoh.”
“Bitch” Bakura grumbled under his breath as Marik helped him inside.
The Egyptian suddenly stopped.
“Pharaoh?”
Yami whirled around his broom stick and gaped at Marik.
“Marik!..........Bakura? What happened?” he asked as he wiped his eyes.
Marik smiled as he walked up to Yami with Bakura attached to his shoulder.
“Bakura got a bit too personal with the pavement and needed to stop and rest. Is it alright with
you if we stay here for a few minutes?”
Bakura was the last person he wanted to see right now. Yami hesitated to say yes, but he found
himself saying it anyway.
Marik helped Bakura into a chair and smiled at Yami.
Yami set the broom aside and stood next to Marik. “I must say, I’m surprised to see you here,
Marik.”
Marik rubbed his shoulder as he put his arm around Yami. “Disappointed?”
“No.....I’m not.” Yami responded nervously. ‘Yugi, please come home before I say something
stupid’ he thought to himself.
Marik just smiled.
Bakura lifted his head and looked around the room as a familiar song blared from the living-room.
“Yams? Do you think you could get me a towel?” Marik asked as he leaned back against a glass
display case.
“Sure, I’ll be right back.” Yami said as he rushed upstairs.
The bells hanging above the game shop door jingled, announcing that somebody was there.
Marik and Bakura looked up.
“Bakura!” Yugi exclaimed as he threw down the backpack he was using to shield himself from
the rain. “What on earth happened to you!”
Before Bakura could even open his mouth to answer, he found Yugi hugging him tightly.
“Are you okay?” Yugi asked as he looked down at Bakura’s road rash.
Bakura nodded his head. “I’ll be fine. It only hurts when I move it.”
“I guess that means I get to be on top tonight.” Yugi chuckled as he kissed the tip of Bakura’s
nose.
“Is that an offer?” Bakura grinned mischievously.
“Maybe” Yugi winked as he leaned over and kissed Bakura’s lips. Bakura quickly turned the
kiss up a notch and slipped his tongue into Yugi’s mouth, eliciting a soft moan from the
pharaoh’s light. Yugi opened his mouth wider to give Bakura better access to its inviting
warmth.
Marik turned away in disgust. “I wonder what’s taking Yami so long. I’d better go check.”
Marik could hear a door slamming shut as he ascended up the stairs. “Yams? You alright?”
called out as he quickened his pace. He looked around when he reached the top of the stairs. He
picked up a towel laying on the floor.
Only the bathroom door was closed.
Marik proceeded to gently rap at the closed door.
“Yami? You in there? Is everything okay?”
“I’m fine.” Yami answered weakly through the door. Marik could tell by Yami’s voice that there
was indeed something wrong. “Can you let me in?”
After a brief wait, Yami slowly opened the door. He burst into tears as his eyes met with
Marik’s.
Marik instinctively wrapped his arms around Yami as the Pharaoh broke down.
“Yami, talk to me. Is my being here bothering you?” the Egyptian asked as he softly
stroked the pharaoh’s hair.
Yami buried his face in Marik’s chest and shook his head.
“No Marik, it’s not you.......I’m so sorry. I’m just a mess right now.”
Marik stood silent. He didn’t know what was bothering Yami, so he didn’t know what to say to
him.
“I’m here for you, baby. Please don’t cry though.” Marik whispered quietly.
            Yugi helped Bakura up out of the chair he was in and led him into the livingroom. Once
Bakura was sitting comfortably, Yugi crawled up on his lap and straddled the thief, being very
careful not to hurt Bakura’s messed up leg.
The Pharaoh’s light surprised the former tomb robber with a stinging slap across the face. It
wasn’t hard enough to hurt, just hard enough to get some attention.
Bakura stared at Yugi in shock as he touched his hand to his face. “What the hell did you do that
for?”
Yugi scrunched up his nose and made a sort of pouty face at Bakura.
“That was for not showing up last night after you said you would!” he answered sharply.
Guilt spread across Bakura face. He scratched his head nervously as he searched his mind for an
excuse.
“Uh, yeah, about that. I ended up getting a little sidetracked.”
Yugi crossed his arms. “You could’ve at least called me.”
Bakura sighed.
“I know, I know.....I’m an asshole.” he admitted outright.
“Yeah, a big one! You owe me now, Bakura!”
Bakura grinned. He could see in Yugi’s eyes that he was just playing with him. Bakura couldn’t
resist Yugi’s little game and didn’t hesitate to play along. “Oh? I owe you now? Just what is it I
owe you?”
Yugi crawled off of Bakura’s lap and sat down next to him on the sofa.
“Hmm....I don’t know. I’d ask you to have sex with me, but I don’t really think you’re up for it,
you know, being all messed up from your accident and all.”
Yugi leaned over and untied his sneakers. He took them off and set them neatly next to the sofa.
Bakura stuck out his bottom lip. “Well there goes my idea out the window.”
Yugi giggled as he pulled off his damp t-shirt and laid it over his sneakers on the floor.
Bakura shifted around to get more comfortable. Seeing Yugi taking off his clothes was hot!
Yugi unzipped his blue jeans and wiggled them over his hips, than slid them off one leg at a
time. He picked the remote control for the stereo up off the arm of the sofa and turned up the
music.
Bakura tried to ignore the fact that Yugi sitting next to him clad in only a pair of white boxer
shorts was turning him on.
Yugi pulled his knees up to his chest and rubbed his legs.
“Sure is cold in here tonight.” he mused.
Bakura grinned devilishly as he watched Yugi. “Yes, it is a bit chilly.” The thief answered,
trying to keep his eyes off Yugi’s half-naked body.
“Thanks for lending me this cd, Bakura. It’s nice to know you have a softer side.” Yugi chuckled
as “Don’t Cry” by Guns N’ Roses played in the background.
“I only made it because I was bored and Ryou told me not to touch his computer.” Bakura
remarked.
Yugi laughed as he turned and kneeled on the sofa facing Bakura.
“I should have guessed. Just like a devil......always doing what you shouldn’t be.”
Bakura grabbed a throw pillow and used it to cover his lap. Of all times to get horny, this wasn’t
one of the better ones. Not with Marik and Yami around. Bakura sunk lower into the sofa and
stretched his long legs out infront of himself, spreading them apart to try to relieve the growing
pressure in the crotch of his jeans. He hoped Yugi wouldn’t notice.
Yugi did though! He cocked his head suspiciously as he reached for the pillow.
“Are you hiding something from me, Bakura?”
Bakura bit his lip. “Uhh......no?”
Yugi yanked the pillow away from the thief and tossed it away. A big grin spread across his face.
“Oh my gods! Bakura!” he laughed.
“It has a mind of its own today.” Bakura grinned proudly as his hard-on poked out of his jeans.
Yugi licked his lips as he reached over and unbuttoned Bakura’s jeans, revealing the tip of the
yami’s arousal. He slowly pulled the zipper down and wrapped his soft hands around Bakura’s
manhood.
“I’d love to know what’s on it’s mind.” Yugi smirked.
Bakura moaned quietly as Yugi’s gentle touch sent pangs of pain and pleasure to his swollen
shaft.
“Than why don’t you ask it.” Bakura answered in a low, sexy voice.
“Okay” Yugi winked as he leaned over and wrapped his mouth around the head of Bakura’s
length.

            Marik sat on the edge of the bathtub with Yami in his arms. Yami sniffled as he tried to
gain his composure back.
“Marik? Can I ask you something?”
Marik cleared his throat. “Sure, anything.”
Yami gingerly looked up at Marik. His eyes were red and swollen from crying. He swallowed
before continuing with his question.
“Have you thought things over yet?” Yami asked nervously.
Marik looked down at Yami and sighed.
“I have actually. To be quite honest with you, I really don’t see much of a future for us as a
couple, but-”
Yami bit down into his bottom lip hard. More tears started to roll down his flushed cheeks.
Marik reached for Yami’s hand and gave it a quick squeeze.
“You didn’t let me finish, Pharaoh. I was going to say I don’t have a problem with giving it a
shot.”
A small smile slowly grew on Yami’s sad, tear stained face.
“But I do think we should also see other people.” Marik added quickly.
Yami nodded his head slowly. He spoke solemnly. “I understand.”
Marik patted Yami’s shoulder and smiled.
“Now that that’s cleared up, we should probably go back downstairs. Bakura’s probably filling
Yugi’s head with the idea that we’re up here fucking.”
Yami nodded his head and slowly got to his feet. Marik stood up and pulled Yami into a close
embrace. “Just remember, Pharaoh, if you’re ever in need of someone, I’ll always be here for
you. No matter what, you’ll always have a place in my heart.”
Yami looked up at Marik with a grin. “Thank you Marik. That means a lot to me. Now let’s get
out of this bathroom before you get to soft on me.”
Marik scrunched up his nose and growled at Yami playfully as they walked out together.
“Maybe tonight won’t be so bad after all.” Yami smiled as the descended down the stairs
together.
Marik stopped abruptly at the foot of the stairs and grabbed Yami’s shoulder, turning him so that
they were face to face.
He’d just caught of brief glimpse of Bakura’s legs dangling loosely over the armrest of the sofa
with his jeans scrunched around his ankles. Yugi was straddled over Bakura’s hips riding him
like there was no tomorrow. He didn’t think Yami should have to see that sort of scene, he
wasn’t in any state of mind to handle it yet, so Marik had to do something.
Yami stood infront of Marik with curiosity in his puffy crimson eyes.
“What is it?” He asked.
“Uhh....Uhhh...UHHHHH! Bakura! That was EVIL!” Yugi moaned loudly, capturing Yami’s
attention.
Yami went to turn and look, but Marik quickly stopped him. Marik’s eyes were wide and buggy.
He stared down at Yami looking rather disturbed. “Uh....shit. You don’t want to go in there,
Yams.”
“I’m evil? You’re the one on top! Gods, Yugi, you’re so fucking tight!” Bakura laughed.
Yami looked at Marik and made a sour face. “Are they, um.....”
Marik nodded his head. “I’m 99.9% positive they’re fucking in there.”
Yami took a deep breath and sat down on the lowest step.
Marik sat down next to him.
After a brief uneasy moment, Yami suddenly grabbed Marik’s shirt collar and yanked him into a
searing kiss. Marik’s eyes got huge as the Pharaoh’s action took him totally by surprise!
“Yami, what the hell are you doing?!?” Marik gasp in shock.
Yami forced Marik onto his back and crawled on top of him.
“Now Marik, I want you to fuck me.....take me for all I’m worth.”
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Here’s the 411 on the next chapter: There’s a doozie of a lemon in it, but I’ll just let ya guess
who the lucky stars will be. If I get enough reviews today, I’ll have it up by tomorrow. And no,
I’m sorry to say, nobody will be fucking while roller skating. That would be interesting to see
though..hmmm.....
*xoxox*
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