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Puppet Love	By : Fel5 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 7276 -:- 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.

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You wanted more, I give you-a little bit of-gore.
No really, this is probably one of the longest chapters I ever wrote, and, if I weren�t me, I�d be worried about my sanity.

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24.
Dancing
Takayama Yoshiyaku felt..uncomfortable.
It was close to midnight, and although this area was his turf, he couldn�t shake the feeling that something was about to go terribly wrong.
He shouldn�t have come here.
Then again, who was he to refuse an offer of three million Yen just for showing up? After all, the money had been there, waiting for him, lots of mixed bills with variating series numbers. Considering the amount of money, and the fact that the person at the other end of the line used Kaiba�s very own phone, he most likely was one of the departed CEO�s assistants.
Still, he usually didn�t-
�You�re punctual. I appreciate that.�
Letting go of the breath he hadn�t realized he was holding, Takayama turned to the owner of the voice he recognized from the short phone talk.
He closed the distance between him and the dark-clad figure, but before he could even nod a greeting, something heavy impacted with his temple, knocking him unconcious.

Both hands had been expertly tied together, his shoulders groaning in protest when he tested the binds. He was naked, dangling helplessly from a chain coming down from the darkness above him and his legs were spread wide, ropes pulling them apart, while keeping him in place.
Blue-green eyes scanned his surroundings and then he felt his throat tighten in fear.
�I see, you remember this place. I�m sure, Anzu would too, ne?�
Jou smirked, when he sauntered closer, enjoying the look of confusion on Takayama�s face.
�Who-who are you?� Black bangs were brushed away to reveal amber eyes.
�Call me..amend. That�s all you need to know.�
Something cold, hard and ragged was driven into the bound man�s side, pierced his liver and forced a cry out of him.
Panting, Takayama gazed down at the wound, his eyes widening in disbelief.
�A..an industrial-sized nail? That, that-�
He glared at Jou.
�Who-who sent you?�
This time the nail was forced into his armpit, tearing the muscles and puncturing his right lung.
Over his own howl, Takayama could barely hear something heavy being pulled over the floor, creating a screeching, metal-on-tar sound. Blinking, he found Jou standing next to a metal barrel, flames shooting out from the container.
With a disturbing grin, the youth reached out and took hold of Takayama�s cock, even as one heavily gloved hand grabbed something from within the fire.
Red-glowing, needle-sharp and at least twice the length of his index finger, the splinter was forced into the tiny slit at the tip of his cock, then further down the urethra.
�I didn�t knew the human throat was even capable of producing such sounds� purred Jou, as he watched the man screeching, squirming and bucking in agony.
He strode over to a bag sitting in the corner and pulled out a bottle. Beaming, he shook it at Takayama.
�Hey, look, sake! Now let�s have some fun, ne?�
Pouring some of the clear alcohol over the other one�s testicles, Jou brought out a lighter and set the liquid aflame.
He watched in amused interest, how the fire first consumed the mass of pubic hair, before the heat caused the foreskin to sizzle and shrink, until it tore and burst with an almost inaudible wet pop.
Looking up into Takayama�s face, Jou frowned.
It was only half the fun, when the victim was unconcious.

The icy water shocked him back into awareness.
Unluckily, because the next thing he knew was the skin from his inner left thigh being removed.
Jou dangled the bloody piece of tissue in front of his face, and the sight was too much, even for him.
The teen only just managed to avoid the flood of puke, before it hit the floor.
He glared at Takayama, furious, and the man shivered, when he recognized the insane rage in those dark honey eyes.
Suddenly, Jou was right in front of him, pushing his head back and, placing a blade at the elder�s collarbone, sliced him open from side to side, carefully, as to not cause any fatal damage.
Cutting down vertically, Jou could now rather easily tear strips of skin from Takayama�s bleeding chest, leaving a bizzare mosaik on named one�s torso.
After repeatedly ripping off tissue and spraying more sake on him, Jou grew bored. Tossing the bottle carelessly into a corner, he stalked over to his bag, rummaged around and removed a second glove from it, before he returned to the still burning fire.
What emerged the ambers this time was a steel pipe, the metal shining yellow, and radiating off an immense heat.
Grinning, Jou came to stand before Takayama, holding the pipe like a bat.
�Remember Yugi?� WHACK!
�He was my best friend.� Thud!
�He was the sweetest,�-crack- �nicest,�-slap-�most caring,�-whudd-�gentle person,� whudd-�I�d ever met. And because of you�phutt-�and Kaiba,�-thwack-�now he�s�-whtt-�dead!�
Panting, Jou paused to catch his breath and admire his handiwork. He must have broken every single bone in Takayama�s body, save for his skull, that is. Everywhere the pipe had touched, it had left burn marks, their intensity fading as the steel had cooled off.
The rod was placed back inside the glowing amber to reheat, off came the gloves and once again, the blade glistened in Jou�s hand.
Takyama couldn�t scream anymore, try as much as he wanted, his throat was too dry and raw, but the croak was still very audible, when the knife sunk into his flesh, dug into the muscle and removed both nipples, leaving deep, seeping holes.
�Sheesh, you should get those wounds treated. Here, lemme help you.�
Hot steel cautheterized the wound, but the flesh stuck to the gleaming surface and reopened, bleeding even more than before.
Smiling, Jou patted Takayama�s abdomen, before circling him and, whistling a happy tune, shoved the pipe up his anus.
In and out whent the steel rod, drying blood and feces coating the metal with a flaky, red-brown pulp.
By the time Jou was satisifed, Takayama had fainted again.

He was beginning to hate cold water, because it always brought him back into a world of pain.
�Now speaking is Professor Jounouchi Katsuya, his topic: basic anatomy. When dissecting a human, you must make sure to cut deep enough to slice through the abdominal muscles, but not so deep as to injure the internal organs. Observe.�
Continuing his lecture, Jou drove the knife carefully into Takayama�s belly, cut a few fingerbroad to the left and then down, before he removed it again.
His fingers drove into the created pocket, and Takayama felt the diggits inside him moving, tearing, ripping at his organs.
The last thing he saw, were his intestines being pulled out of the gaping wound, and then darkness consumed him.

�-body was found in the same abandoned building young Mizaki Anzu had been held captive.
Investigation revealed, that the murdered man, one Takayama Yokuyashi, was indeed the kidnapper and rapist of the young girl. Still, even as we speak, the search for the missing Jounouchi Katsuya-�

The radio was shut off, even as the driver let the engine roar and drove the black Datsun up the freeway, heading north.
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This is the final chapter, I might be doing an epilogue, if I get enough reviews.
Sigh, I still can�t believe I actually managed to finish this story. I also can�t believe the reactions I got, and yes, they did boost my ego-not, as if it weren�t already big enough, hehehee.
My thanks go to all of you who waited, anticipated, hoped and prayed(G) for updates, to everyone who reviewed, who praised my writing back and forth, who pointed out flaws and yes, even the occasional flames.
In short, thanks for reading.

Arigato gozaimasu, minna-san

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