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Hikari Menagerie	By : anacsadder Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4568 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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At first Yugi was frightened for Ryou when Melvin dragged him off to the pool, but it was only to make Ryou wash him again. Ryou looked nervous and uncomfortable, but Melvin didn't seem to be physically harming him. After some hesitation Yugi stood up to look around as well. The short hikari didn't know how long this limited freedom would last, so he used the opportunity to find the bathroom. Mostly to wash the taste of cum out of his mouth. He never got the chance to see the area that had startled Ryou so badly, though. Melvin returned Yugi to his cage before he left.
As soon as they were alone, Ryou wordlessly cleaned his new cuts. Then he carefully cupped some water directly from the fountain fixture in his hands and brought it to Marik. Marik only took enough to wet his tongue before declining any more. He looked really uncomfortable. When pressed, he glanced side to side and blushed.
“I have to...” he cringed and lowered his voice. “I have to pee...”
“Oh...” Ryou glanced around for a solution to the problem, but Melvin was the only one who could open any of the doors in this place. At least from what he'd seen. “Piss over the side?” Ryou suggested sheepishly. “Yugi and I won't look. We promise.”
Marik shook his head. “If he found out I peed on the floor, I'd never hear the end of it.” He was shy enough about his bathroom habits without his sadistic doppelganger mocking him for it.
Ryou looked down, and then up. “I'll clean it up. He won't have to know.”
“With what?” Marik asked. When Ryou began unwinding the cloth around his waist, Marik shook his head. “I couldn't make you do that. What would you wear?”
Ryou shrugged. “We're in this together, Marik. If we don't help each other, no one else will.”
“Would you stop with the defeatist talk? It's not too late,” Marik insisted.
Ryou forced a small smile. “All right. But optimism won't solve your current problem.”
Marik sighed and hit his forehead against the bars a couple times. Finally, he mumbled, “Turn around and cover your ears.”
Ryou and Yugi did just that. Ryou counted to forty and then turned back. Marik was facing the wall, lapsed into silence again. The albino cleaned up the mess without a word and stashed the cloth in the basin next to the toilet. He'd deal with it later. He prefered the comforting warmth of the pool, anyway. More hours passed without much to say. Each of them quietly processing their predicament.

Melvin entered the room with one hand behind his back, under his cape. His grin stretched inhumanly across his face. His eyes were wide, almost glowing. “Marik,” he giggled. “I've got a surprise for you. Boy do I have one fucking hell of a surprise for you!”
Ryou sank down behind the lip of the fountain until just his eyes were visible. Yugi gripped the bars of his cage and cast a frantic glance at Marik. Even mid-orgasm, Melvin hadn't looked this excited. This wasn't going to end well.
Marik looked up from his knees, but remained pressed in the far corner of his cage. Melvin paused at the bars, grinning up at him for a long moment. Lavender eyes regarded the madman warily. Then Melvin slowly brought his hand out from under his cape and presented what appeared to be a large scrap of flesh for Marik's inspection. Melvin giggled some more, shivering with delight as he gave the oddly marked flap of skin a slight wave.
“Look familiar?” He asked slyly.
The transformation happened slowly. Marik's jaw fell open. His eyes widened and took on a horrified sparkle. His breath stopped, and then his chest started heaving. “No... No!” Without thinking, he lunged for the bars, reaching for what was left of Odion's face.
“Yes, yes!” Melvin spun away, cackling gleefully. “Dead, dead, all dead, just like your father,” he chanted and laughed.
Marik rattled the bars as tears streamed from his eyes. “You bastard! You fuck! I'll kill you!”
Yugi just stared, totally at a loss for words. Marik... Oh, god, poor Marik...
Melvin beamed at him. “You can't kill a god, little thing,” he said in a chillingly hollow voice. “All you can do is try to appease him and hope he shows mercy.” With that, he strode over to Ryou, grabbed his hair, and yanked him out of the pool.
Ryou cried out in pain, stumbling to keep up as Melvin dragged him behind the purple and black curtains. He grabbed the pale wrists and pulled them up over Ryou's head. Then he secured the D-rings on the cuffs to one of the chains. The chain retracted into the ceiling until Ryou was forced to stand on his toes. Then he retrieved Yugi and hung him up next to Ryou. Once he left, presumbably to get Marik, Ryou whispered, “Yugi,” as he stared at the carelessly discarded scrap of skin on the ground. “The others...” He twisted his head to look at his friend.
Yugi shook his head as moisture condensed in his deep purple eyes. “Ryou...”
The two leaned together as best they could, taking solace in what physical contact they could get. They were alone. The three of them. Completely alone with the maniac.
Marik didn't care any more. He'd lost his ability to care. All he felt was hate. Anger. Despair. He contained himself, forcing his body to remain still until the cage opened. Then, with a cry of grief stricken vengeance, he launched himself at Melvin's crazy, stupid face.
The madman stepped back as Marik grasped at the cape where it fell around his shoulders. Before Marik could do anything else, the collar around his neck hummed with something like electricity. His muscles cramped and locked, spasming. The only thing that kept him from collapsing was his now involuntary grip on the purple fabric. Then the tension ran out of him abruptly and he found himself tucked under one of the muscular arms. Marik squirmed, shouting curses, but the electrical rush cut him off again. When the dancing lights cleared from his vision, he was hanging from the ceiling by his wrists. He could see Yugi and Ryou off to one side.
Melvin walked out from behind him. He'd removed his cape, and he was holding a whip. “You know what really tickles me about this?” He asked as he ran the whip between his hands.
Sweat prickled on Marik's skin as he stared at the weapon. He knew the bite of a whip. His skin crawled in awful anticipation.
“I saved you from this once,” Melvin continued. He cracked the whip in the air and laughed when Marik cringed. “You never did thank me for that.”
Marik glared at him. “Screw. You,” he hissed.
“Hm.” Melvin shrugged. “Maybe you'll be a little more grateful when I'm finished taking the scars you're always bitching about off your back.” He stepped behind the bronze hikari and gave him a solid lash.
The wind rushed out of Marik's lungs, but he was almost glad for that. At least Melvin couldn't hear him cry out. His father had never whipped his back. Before the ritual, they'd needed a pure canvas. After the ritual, they'd needed to preserve the carvings. Anything else below his neck had been fair game, though. A quick sting to the arms or legs had been normal growing up. The violence Melvin rained down upon his flesh was much worse. Not intended to correct. Intended to harm. Intended to break skin. But Marik refused to give him the satisfaction of screams. Even when his silence only made the blows come harder, he refused to fold.
Bruises turned to welts. Welts split open inch by inch. Blood welled in the gashes and trickled down. Marik's eyes watered involuntarily as he gritted his teeth.
“You would be stubborn enough to defy a god,” Melvin laughed.
“You're not a god,” Marik gasped. “You're a lunatic on a power trip.”
Tan fingers ran through blond hair. “You want to see power?” Melvin purred in Marik's ear. “I know what scares you. Never forget. I took you out of the dark, and I can put you back in it.” He walked over to the ring in the floor and pulled back the slab easily. Doing so revealed a small alcove under the floor, just big enough to fit one person inside.
Marik's heart started to thud. He hated small, dark spaces. Melvin unhooked his wrists and pushed him toward the hole. Marik leaned back, resisting, but the wall of muscle behind him was too solid. The madman threw him to the floor like a rag doll and kicked him over the edge. Marik scrambled to roll over and sit up in the confining space. It wasn't any bigger than the inside of a sarcophagus. A second kick connected with his chest and he fell back again. The slab slammed into place.
Marik flinched, pressing his back into the floor for fear of being crushed. He squirmed in the following darkness. He had at most two inches of clearance on any given side. Not enough room. Not enough light. Not enough air. He struggled until he could press his palms against the stony surface above him, but it didn't budge. In fact, it almost seemed to press down harder, compacting the thick shadows around him. No room. No light. No air. Just thick, soupy darkness flooding his lungs, eyes, and ears.
“Let me out!” Marik tried to sound angry. The dense, impenetrable atmosphere caught his words and devoured them as soon as they fell from his lips. It sapped at his emotional defenses, condensing and refining them into chest clenching fear. “Stop it! Stop it, let me out!” He couldn't muster enough hate or anger to prevent the crack in his voice. “Let me out!” Less a command, more a desperate plea.
Melvin stood on the slab, listening with a calm smile as Marik's screams became more and more frantic. Finally, he looked up at the others and tilted his head. “You two...”
Ryou and Yugi both gulped as the madman approached them. He cupped Yugi's chin and studied his face.
“It's too bad I didn't manage to save a trophy from your grandfather. I would have loved to see the look on your face.” He grinned at the heartbreak brimming in the deep purple eyes. “It all happened very quickly, you see. Very... completely... I guess I was too focused on finally being able to rip that thing off Odion's face. Silly me, getting all carried away...” He threaded the bloody whip through the D-rings on both of the collars. “No matter. I'll just have to think of another way to find out what 'shocked and devastated' looks like on your pretty little face.” Yanking the whip pulled Ryou and Yugi's heads together. “You wear 'hopeless mourning' so well. I'm sure it will be a treat.”
Yugi used the opportunity to hide his face against Ryou's neck. He couldn't deal with this right now. He felt like his heart was imploding.
Released from the chains, the pair of hikaris sagged to the floor. Yugi clung to Ryou and Ryou held him in return, but the brown eyes were turned up toward Melvin. It wasn't the time to mourn. He had to save his feelings for later. He'd had a lot of practice saving his feelings for later. Yugi hadn't.
Melvin towered over them. The sconces lit his halo of wild hair up like the sun. The makeshift leash was wrapped around one fist. His free hand untucked his waist wrap and let it fall around his ankles. A yank on the whip pulled them both up into a kneeling position with their cheeks pressed together. “Appease your god,” he smirked.
Ryou bit his lip and brought one hand up to the base of Melvin's shaft. He started to lean forward, but hesitated when Yugi balked. He didn't want to force Yugi's participation. Under other circumstances he would've done the deed while Yugi cried in the corner and felt no ill will toward his friend for it. Being pinned together, however, removed that option. Right now he needed Yugi to snap out of it.
“Don't get me all hot and bothered with those beautiful tears and then be a tease about it, little thing,” Melvin taunted. “You're going to be crying and sucking this cock a lot. You may as well get used to it.”
Between their hips where Melvin couldn't see, Ryou's hand found Yugi's and squeezed it. There was a pause before the smaller hand returned the squeeze. They both leaned in and licked opposite sides of Melvin's shaft. Yugi squeeked and blushed as his tongue accidentally brushed Ryou's. A tug on their collars pulled their faces closer together, almost into a kiss, so that Melvin could grind his cock between their parted lips. Changing angles slightly, he gave Ryou's mouth a few slow pumps. Then he switched to Yugi's mouth. He alternated between them for a while, getting rougher each time.
Eventually he let go of the whip and put a hand on the back of each head. Continuing to fuck Yugi's throat, he forced Ryou's mouth down to his balls. Ryou shuddered, but he worked at them with his lips and tongue anyway. As Marik's muffled voice cried in terror, Melvin cackled with delight.
“Yes. Worship me, my little slaves. I'm your king. Your god. The only reason you live.”
Ryou squeezed Yugi's hand harder as he felt the testicles in his mouth tighten and pulse. Yugi cried out in startled disgust. When Melvin allowed Ryou to come up for air, Ryou found Yugi with his head forced back and cum running down his cheek. Fresh tears ran from the deep purple eyes as they stared up at the soulless violet ones. Clear salty droplets coursed paths through white salty splatters.
Melvin tilted his head and chuckled. “I wonder how long it would take you to cry all of that off.” He stared the short hikari down for several long moments.
“I'm sorry,” Marik's muffled sobs interrupted, drawing the madman's attention. “Please make the darkness go away. Please!”
With a snort and a smirk, Melvin released the two hikaris' hair and patted them on the heads. “I'll be back later to decide who gets to eat.” Without another word to them, he dressed himself, retrieved the Rod, put the whip back in the gold cabinet, and left.
As soon as he'd stepped away, Yugi had resumed sobbing into Ryou's neck. Ryou let him, ignoring the mixture of bodily fluids that glued Yugi's cheek to his shoulder. As soon as he heard the exit close behind their tormentor, he reluctantly left Marik to take Yugi to the pool. They huddled in the warm, cleansing water, holding each other as they mourned the friends and family they'd never see again.
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