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The Curse	By : madyamisam Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4390 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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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Bereavement

He was in a dark wet and putrid smelling place filled with images of shifting shadows that hovered over him ominously. “It’s nothing personal kid, your daddy just associated himself with the wrong person and we need to make an example of such people.” A quiet chiming of a bell was heard and a cluster of hands violated every inch of skin. He felt pain, terror, sadness and humiliation from the derisive laughter that surrounded him, but the worse thing was the lecherous blue eyes that bore down on him. ”Just call it a lack of a better judgement on his part for getting too friendly with our enemy.”

He wanted to scream but was quickly silenced by something thick and large that reached to the back of his throat making him gag. The filthy hands pawed at all the most sensitive parts of his body forcing him into sexual arousal in order for his tormentors to mock him some more. His body felt like it would split apart as another member plunged into the tight ring of muscle and a coppery smell started to permeate the air as the other rutted into him like a wild beast, the movements only made more fluid due to slipperiness of his own blood coating his rapist’s cock. After what felt like eternity, the shadows seemed to falter before emptying their load into his broken body. He felt himself vomit out the sticky substance ejected from the wrinkled appendage that had previously been savagely rammed down his throat. Then just as he thought it was going to be over, the shadows shifted their positions for another round of hell as the chiming bell suddenly became louder.

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Jounouchi gasped when he woke up to the sound of the bell ending his last class for the day. He dropped his head back onto his arms that he had previously used as a cushion whilst willing his pounding heart to calm down from his most recent nightmare. The images quickly started to fade from memory even though he could feel himself panicking. Taking a few deep breaths from the few sessions of therapy that he did attend, he slowly felt it fade. Jounouchi sat up slowly brushing his invasive fringe back to rub at his aching temple. Although it had been self-study period due to teacher falling ill and most of the students would just kick back and relax, Jounouchi hadn’t really meant to fall asleep at school.

It had only been a few days since he had arrived at the Kaiba household and though they seemed to drag on like years, it was for the most part peaceful. The incident of the broken lock had never been resolved but since there hadn’t been any further incident since that strange night, Jou never thought about it. He would work, keeping himself to himself in the evenings then make sure he got up early to get his morning duties done and leave for school without even saying a word to either of the Kaiba brothers. He had planned to keep doing this until the day he could go home.

‘Home’ the thought of it was becoming more foreign to him every day and nothing he did could relieve him of the oppressive numbness that had settled over him the past week. Between his nightmares and the long empty hours of sleepless nights, he wasn’t sure which felt worse. He knew he was tired but he was afraid of the onslaught of terrifying images that haunted him every time he closed his eyes.

He noticed movement, a hand looking to grab for his arm and in a flash Jounouchi reacted. He gasped, smacking the hand away before retreating back a few steps to avoid his attacker only to be met with large and hurt amethyst eyes in place of the lecherous blue of his tormentor. When he remembered where he was again, Jounouchi immediately regretted his actions. Yugi looked up at him dejectedly, nursing his hand. The small youth tried to hide his evident hurt with a small awkward smile. His boyfriend on the other hand glared daggers at the blond.

“'That', was uncalled for” Yami said in a low and controlled voice belying the rage in his tone. He brought his lover in a protective embrace.

“We were just coming over to say ‘hi’ since we missed you at lunch again” Ryou added with a frown on his face. His boyfriend merely gave a sadistic grin, expecting a fight to break out between the angry Yami and the blond. Yami stepped forward putting himself between Jounouchi and Yugi.

“Apologise” he growled. Yugi’s eyes widened when he sensed the threatening pose and tugged gently on his boyfriend’s arm.

“I-it’s alright Yami, I probably just surprised him.” He reasoned hoping to spare Jounouchi any trouble.

“Congratulations, you finally realised that not everyone wants to be your friend especially when you keep pathetically encroaching their personal space” All heads turned towards the last member of the group who was leaning casually against a wall with his arms crossed. It had taken a few moments in Jounouchi’s mind for it to register that Kaiba had just defended him in his own strange way. He normally wanted to question it but the blond did not want to deal with anybody right now.

“Kaiba” Yami growled at his rival but faltered when his partner started to look teary-eyed.

“I-I’m sorry, was I really that pushy?” Yugi whimpered turning to Jounouchi. Bakura scoffed and rolled his eyes much to Ryou’s chagrin.

“Of course not, love” Yami soothed rubbing his lover’s back then turning his anger on the brunet. Recognising the signs of a major confrontation about to unfold between the two rivals, Jounouchi intervened.

“Look, it’s my fault at the end of the day” he mumbled turning to Yugi. “I shouldn’t have lashed out at you and I’m sorry.” The blond bowed low to the smaller teen. Yugi gasped bowing in return repeatedly and flapping his arms about in alarm.

“No, no, no Ishouldbetheoneapologising. I-was-just-worried-because-you-didn’t-seem-like-yourself-and-I-guess-I-was-only-assuming-that-since-we’ve-only-known-you-for-a-few-days-to-tell-but-still-I….” Yugi then took a deep breath after the tirade of words spilling from his mouth. “Are you sure you’re ok Wheeler-kun? Did something bad happen to you?”

Jounouchi was taken aback from the small teen’s genuine concern about him. Naive as he seemed, given in any other circumstances, he might’ve been best friends with Yugi. The blond inwardly berated himself for worrying the smaller teen then forced a smile of reassurance. “I’ll be alright. Thank you for your concern. I’ve got to go now. See you on Monday.” He could tell Yugi wasn’t convinced and made his exit as quick as possible.

“W-wait Wheeler-kun!” he heard the boy call which only made him walk faster.

He had already dashed out of the building pass the school gate and ran quite a way down the street before finally slowing down. He sighed deeply brushing the golden locks from his eyes before walking slowly towards the usual route to the Kaiba mansion.

“You know he’s just going to end up following you around at school from now on, pup?” Jou closed his eyes squeezing his temple in frustration at another potential confrontation. He turned towards the billionaire teen who was sat in his limo with the window down. The driver got out to open the door. “Get in,” Jounouchi hesitated as he hadn’t spoken with Kaiba since his first day of school. Today was Friday however and he was about to be working over the weekend so whether he liked it or not, the blond would have to end up talking to him again at some point. He stepped inside the leather interior and watched dully at the scene passing by when the limo started moving again. “Want a drink?” the teen billionaire offered gesturing at the small range of beverages. The mundane cans of soda and children’s juice cartons looked out of place in the luxury vehicle.

“Cream soda please,” he replied and the brunet handed him a can and a straw. Jounouchi wasn’t sure what was with the change of heart with the brunet but then again this was the first time he had properly spoken with Kaiba since he first arrived and his impressions of him wasn’t good. The conversation with Yomiko as well laid quite heavy on his mind and he had taken her advice to keep contact with the brunet to a minimal. More silence fell between the two and the blonde settled to staring back out of the window chewing on the straw he was drinking from while staring at the scenery. “What’s on your mind?”

“Nothing” Jounouchi replied automatically refusing to look at Kaiba.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah…” Jounouchi didn’t need to look to know how intensely Kaiba was staring at him or that the brunet was probably thinking of what he wanted to say to him. The blond though also knew what he was going to say to try to coax a reaction out of him.

“Yomiko told me about your old man.” Seto began. “I’d figured you to be a bit more broken up about it.”

‘Bingo’ Jounouchi thought, praising himself for foreseeing where the conversation was going.

“He got what was coming to him. Anybody who messes with crime syndicates are bound to get killed at some point, right?” Jounouchi was surprised however when the brunet suddenly growled angrily at his offhand comment about his own father.

“That’s not how it was like,” the other hissed, his eyes glared at him filled with intense fury that Jounouchi had never seen. He flinched from the outburst but noticed immediately, the odd look in Kaiba’s face. The brunet quickly regained his composure and sat back, his expression unusually softer than Jounouchi was used to seeing. Kaiba’s eyes widened slightly as if he had come into a realisation. He let out a soft chuckle before the familiar mask of mocking indifference returned. “You can’t seriously tell me that you believe everything that woman has said. Do you?” Jounouchi would’ve normally wondered about the sudden outburst of emotion but just presently couldn’t bring himself to care enough about it.

“He did keep a lot of secrets from me”

“But you don’t believe it. Do you Mutt?”

Jounouchi didn’t answer for a long time opting to look out of the window again. It would’ve been so much easier to just believe the story that Yomiko described. The oppressive numbness he had been feeling all week intensified into a huge wave. It was overwhelming and the world he passed by seemed to blur before something wet escaped and ran down his cheek. He swiped it away and bit his lip trying to stop anymore tears from spilling out.

“No. He’s a moron with a stupid grin on his stupid, stupid face. He’s a liar and the worse dad in the world but he’d never get involved in stuff like that. ‘Fucking Yakuza ain’t got no honour’ he’d say.. ” Jounouchi paused for a moment, half expecting the brunet to interject with some snide remark but Kaiba remained silent. “They never even mentioned drugs when I was being held captive.”

“Then it was for revenge.” It wasn’t exactly correct, Jounouchi thought but it was close enough. His old man had not been a direct threat to the Yakuza but he had gotten involved with someone that was and it seemed clear that the interaction was enough to incite their wrath. Exhausted as he felt in body and spirit, Jounouchi knew he had to investigate the matter. He needed to find out who this person was. For some reason though the blonde found he was having trouble thinking straight and his whole body felt really heavy as the oppressive numbness he had been feeling was being washed away with something worse. “With this knowledge what are you going to do? Will you tell the detective?” the words from the brunet became lost in the tumult of thoughts as Jounouchi struggled to keep calm from the surge of emotions that surfaced. He felt his entire body shake as he felt tears run down his face. He went back to wiping them away from his eyes with his sleeve trying to stop the wave of grief wracking his being.

“I don’t know, I don’t know anymore.” At that moment everything broke down in to heart wrenching sobs. “I can’t… I can’t do this… not on my own” Jounouchi whimpered as his grief resonated throughout his entire body. He didn’t care anymore what anyone thought least of all the brunet in front of him. Had the blonde been able to see through the film of tears that blurred his vision, he would’ve noticed shock followed by concern on Kaiba’s face. Jounouchi wasn’t even fully aware when the other sidled next to him and wrapped an arm around him bringing him close in a tender embrace. He could hear and feel nothing but his own wails of the loss of his father.

“Jounouchi Daisuke ‘was’ a good man,” it was the last thing Jounouchi heard from the brunet before the exhaustion took over and everything faded away.

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Mokuba was staring daggers at the half completed page of math equations in front of him and cursed the person who came up with the concept of homework. Eying his bag, which contained something that was far more interesting for a 13 year old, the younger Kaiba brother contemplated whether he should take a break. All thought of games and homework however were dashed when his bodyguard tapped him on the shoulder. He looked up and grinned at the large limo pulling up and shoved everything into his school bag before running out of the library diving straight into the open door. The boy’s energetic grin turned into shock and then dismay within ten seconds of seeing the pitiful sight in front of him. Mokuba looked over to his brother who had his arms wrapped around Jounouchi’s waist while the blonde’s head rested against his shoulder. With unusual tenderness that only Mokuba had ever been privy to, the elder Kaiba wiped away the tear-stained face then made a call on his phone.

“Yes Kaiba-sama?” came the overtly cheerful voice of Kaiba’s personal secretary.

“Matsuri tell Shota to set up the holograph equipment for my 5 o’clock. I’ll be conducting the meeting from home. He can send me any information regarding the schematics.”

“Understood sir” the secretary replied. She had learnt very quickly and efficiently not to question her employer’s reasoning and work ethic as it had kept her in the job for years. Hanging up the brunet leaned his head against the cushioned interior, the feelings of exhaustion starting to appear on his face.

“Do you think we should tell him?” there were unshed tears in Mokuba’s eyes. “I mean he does have a right to know.”

“I know that.” Seto snapped making his brother cringe. He immediately sent him an apologetic look then sighed. “We just need to work up to it. Let’s just him sleep for now though. I slipped him a sedative to help with the nightmares so he’ll be out of it for a while.” The brunet twirled Jounouchi’s used straw in between his fingers before placing it back into the can. The younger Kaiba’s eyes widened then narrowed into a frown.

“If I didn’t know you better, I’d be actually disturbed here.” Mokuba turned his attention to the sleeping blonde. “He does look a lot like Jounouchi oji-san,” More tears formed in his eyes as his own grief filled his heart.

“They’re getting what’s coming to them Mokie,” Seto replied, cold blue eyes flashed with a hint of maniacal madness. “I’ll make sure of it.”

A/N: Will be working on the chapter 4 soon. Merry Christmas
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