Sins of the Father -Done!- | By : ShadowofLight Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3834 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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When Yugi got home that day after school he couldn’t stop smiling. Instead of waiting for the others like he usually did he raced out the gates and ran all the way to the game shop. Needless to say the others were confused as to why their young friend would bail on them like that but all was explained when Malik came up to them.
“Malik?!” came the dark blonde obvious reply as he stared at him.
“Still loud as ever I see,” the Egyptian boy teased, earning a laugh from the other and a scowl from Wheeler.
“Better than being calling a puppy all the time,” he muttered but cracked a grin.
“So Malik what brings you back to Domino?” Tea asked with a small smile.
“Not on good news I'm afraid. Listen, I don’t have long to talk but all of this will be explained later. Just know that Yugi’s father is not a man to be trusted.”
“Do you know him or something?” Tristen asked. But before he could answer a black car pulled up to the gates.
“I have to go. Bakura, don’t forget to tell them!” he called over his shoulder as he headed to the car and slid into the backseat. Once the door closed the car slowly drove off and the others turned to the white haired youth.
“Before you ask I don’t know what’s going on myself but Malik wanted us to meet him at the hotel downtown where he and Isis are staying at. He just said that it was important and we can’t let Yugi know,” he explained in a soft tone.
“But why? Yugi’s father seems like an alright person to me,” Tea said quite innocently.
“Hey guys, what’s up?” a male voice asked as a student around their age walked up to them. His long, black hair was tied into a high ponytail with a red and black diamond-pattern bandana tied around his forehead, emerald greens eyes looking at them each in turn. “Something wrong?”
“We really don’t know, Duke,” Joey said as he scratched his head before heaving a big sigh. “So what now?”
“I think there’s something else you guys should know… Yugi’s father came by; actually he was waiting in the classroom when Yugi, Malik, and myself came in right before lunch ended. He asked Yugi something that um, well that is to say I don’t think he meant to say it out loud…” he stuttered, looking at the ground as he absently rubbed at the ring under his shirt and jacket.
//For the love of Ra, spit it out already!// a angry voice yelled at him mentally, making the poor boy jump which in turn made his friends jump at his sudden reaction.
“Bakura? You okay?”
“Um yeah.”
“Okay… you were saying?”
“Um… he um asked…” /I can’t do this./
//Why in the name of the Afterlife not!?// the dark spirit hissed.
/… I just can’t./
//Would you rather I come out and tell them myself?//
/And give everyone a heart attack? You know they still aren’t over you and your threats about sealing them in their favorite cards again,// he chuckled softly.
//Your point?//
“Yo Bakura! Earth to Bakura, come in.”
Chocolate brown eyes blinked a bit at the hand passing over his face. “Huh? What was that?”
“You spaced out on us, you sure you’re alright?” Joey asked with a bit of concern in his own soft brown gaze.
“Oh um yeah I'm fine. It’s just… I'm not sure how to tell you the big news…”
“Just tell us, I mean it can’t be all that bad,” Duke said with a slight shrug of his shoulders.
“… Sasaki asked Yugi to move in with him.”
Although Domino High School was almost empty save for several after school activities a resounding yell could be heard several blocks in each of the four cardinal directions. No one was sure what was the cause behind it but one thing was certain, it did not sound at all pleasant.
It had only taken young Yugi Motou mere seconds to get home as he ran as fast as he could, feet pounding on the sidewalk, his back pack swinging side to side with the movements, breathe coming out in short pants but a happy glint was in his eyes as was a small smile on his lips. Seeing the Turtle Card/Game Shop up ahead he pushed himself to go faster and pushed through the glass door. The bell hanging above rattle almost angrily and the young man took the moment to catch his breath and to keep from just sprawling in the middle of the floor.
“Yugi, is that you?” Surgokou called out from the back and came in, setting a box on the counter and looked at his grandson curiously. “Are you alright? And where are the others? I thought they were going to come today.”
“I… ran all… the way… here…” he panted, waving his hands to show that he was okay and stumbled to the counter, leaning on it heavily or risk sitting on the floor and not getting up for a while. “I was in a hurry to tell you something… I'm sure they’ll be here but! Dad came to see me at school today!”
The old man frowned and pushed the unopened box of cards to the side for now. “About what, may I ask?”
“Well first, he apologized for letting me drink last night and wanted to know how I was doing. I'm fine now, just winded from running all the way here. He offered to take me home early but I said that it was alright but then he asked me something really important. Grandpa… dad asked me to move in with him. Isn’t that great?!” On impulse he went around the counter and hugged the old man tightly. “He said he would call later, has he called yet?”
“No… no, he hasn’t called except this morning. Yugi… what was your reply? About moving in with him.”
“Well I told him I had to think on it but grandpa I can learn more about him! I can barely remember anything about him, about mom… this is probably my only chance to know more about them. Grandpa,” he paused for a moment and looked at him with shining eyes, as if begging with him to just listen before he said anything else.
“You have raised me, taught me everything there is to know and more than a parent could. You have been both a parent and friend to me but… still something felt like it was missing and now I have a chance to see what its like to have at least one parent around. Please… at least let me stay the weekend with him. I want to get to know him better. And I want to get to know mom better too. I know you told me stories about her and such but… it doesn’t feel the same you know? Please grandpa? Please say yes. For me?
Oh how he wanted to say no, to refuse his grandson from ever seeing that man again but on what grounds? Sasaki hadn’t seen Yugi since he flew him over here ten years ago so why see him now? Did he fail in raising the boy? He admitted it was hard but he did the best he could. Through bullies and running the shop he tried to balance everything out but when Yugi made friends that made life just a bit easier. Now… he looked into his grandson’s bright violet eyes, the same eyes he inherited from his mother may Kami rest her soul. They looked so hopeful and yes, they did seem to have something missing from them. He sighed deeply as he rested his hands on his shoulders and slowly nodded his head once. The next moment he stumbled back a step as he was nearly tackled by a fierce hug which he slowly returned.
“Oh grandpa you are jus the greatest!! I promise when I come back on Sunday I’ll let you know how it went okay?” He beamed as he gave him another tight hug and raced upstairs but paused at the foot of the stairs. “Oh and um if the gang comes by tell them I’ll be right down. I have to go pack!” Smiling he raced up the stairs on both hands and knees to go faster. Surgokou smiled however weakly at his actions. He should feel happy for the boy but deep in his heart he felt that something was going to happen… but what?
Upstairs Yami stepped out of the puzzle and blinked as a shirt went flying past hilid lid form. “Yugi?”
“I know I left it in here so why can’t I find it??” the teenager asked to himself, tossing his clothes about his room before swinging to door to his closet open and rummaged through clothes, shoes, old games, toys, and other stuff.
“Aibou, what are you looking for?”
“Aha! I found it!” came the excited cry as the young man wrapped his hands around the straps and gave it a hard tug. Whatever he had found was buried under a stack of games and clothes he had thrown in there. “Okay one more tug should do it. One… two… three!!” On the count of three he pulled on the item as hard as he could, feeling it begin to shift and when it finally did he when tumbling head over heels into the far wall, hands holding the straps of his duffel bag tightly. His closet rumbled as the items fell into the empty space and luckily, didn’t spill onto the floor. It took everything Yami had not to break up laughing as Yugi just sat there for a minute, staring at the ceiling.
“Aibou… are you alight?” he asked once he was sure he could keep his laughing in check.
“Yeah I think so. Next time I won’t shove it in the bottom of the closet,” he smiled and got up before throwing some clothes in and other times. All the while he wouldn’t stop smiling. Humming under his breathe he soon had his bag packed and set it next to his door before sitting on his bed. Yami looked puzzled but slowly sat next to him before finally asking him what he was so happy about.
“Yami, didn’t you hear what I told grandpa right now?” Yugi blinked. Even in the puzzle the dark spirit could still hear and see through his senses. Now the former pharaoh was blushing as he ed aed away, looking almost ashamed of himself.
“I was sleeping and I didn’t want to eavesdrop, aibou.”
“Omi…”mi…” the teenager smiled and hugged him once more, resting his head on his shoulder. Yami started but quickly hugged him back, wishing they could stay like this for all eternity, wishing that he also had the courage to tell him of his true feelings but no. Not now. It just wasn’t right…
“Yami… my dad came to see me today.” He could feel the sudden tension and looked up at him. The cute blush was gone only to be replaced with a sense of contained disgust. Or was it hatred? “Yami?”
“I'm fine, please… continue,” was all eh said, his arms tightening around his a bit.”
“… He asked me to move in with him and I said I would think about it but he wants me to spend the weekend with him. I talked to grandpa and he agreed to let me go. Bu the reason I'm telling you this is… if I do go live with Sasaki I want him to get to know you and the others.”
“Yugi you know I don’t trust the man.”
“How can you say that? I haven’t seen him in years, this may be my only chance to get to know my parents. Grandpa is okay with it, what is it about him that you dislike?”
“I don’t dislike him.”
“Dislike, hate, it’s all the same just tell me why are you agasint him?” He pushed himself away and stood up before him. “I admit that he may not look like your typical father but that’s no reason to act so hostile against him. He’s trying to make it up to me so why can’t you just accept it?”
Yami growled and stood up, looking down at his other half and practically yelled at him, something he had never doen before since being freed from the puzzle. “Can’t you see that he’s running from something? Why has he never written nor called you, even on your day of birth?”
“He was busy!”
“And you believe him?!”
“He’s my father of course I believe him!!”
“You know nothing about him!!”
“Neither do you but at least I'm giving him a chance!!”
“Naïve little fool… you would trust a tiger if it said it would change its stripes,” he mutters under his breathe but the moment the words left his lips he instantly regretted it. Yugi looked at him with large, hurt violet orbs before they narrowed dangerously. His slender hands formed into tight fists that beto sto shake as he glared angrily at his darker half.
“So I’m a fool… just because I believe people can change from worse to better? Then am I fool for believing Malik to be a good friend, someone I can trust with my life despite all the chaos he has put us through? Am I a fool for feeling pity and remorse for Pegasus just bee hee he wanted his wife back? Am I a fool for calling Seto a friend even through grandpa nearly died of a heart attack after one duel with him? Am I a fool for not letting you send Ryou to the Shadow Realm for all the pain he put Bakura through, even if he did want to be rid of the Millennium Ring? Answer me, damnit!!”
“Yugi, I… I didn’t mean that-”
“Then what did you mean?!”
“I meant that you can’t go about your life trusting yoneyone you meet!! One day someone will use your naive and trusting nature that all people are good to their advantage and that I may not always be there to bail you out!!”
“… So I'm a burden then,” he sniffed, but forced himself not to cry, lifting a fist to rub at the stray tear that rolled down his cheek. “Well you won’t have to worry about me anymore, Pharaoh!!” With that he quickly spun on his heels, reaching into his desk to slip the Millennium Necklace Isis gave him when it stopped working for her in his pocket and went to his door. Yami saw that he was leaving and quickly ran to him, grabbing his arm tightly.
“I won’t let you leave with that man!!” he shouted, pulling the younger boy towards him, an angry scowl on his hard-set face.
“Damnit Yami let me go now or I’ll shatter the puzzle here and now!!!” Yugi screamed at him, defiance in his eyes as he saw the shock and yes fear written in the spirit’s crimson gaze.
“You… You wouldn’t…” he said in a soft whisper, hands tightening on his thin shoulders rather painfully. “Aibou-”
“My name is Yugi Motou, Pharaoh Yugioh. And no… I could never shatter the Puzzle because no one deserves to have their life locked away in that kind of darkness…” he said just as softly, looking down where his hand that was holding onto the puzzle so tightly his knuckled were turning white from the strain.
“… Arigato but I am not letting you spend a single second alone with that man who claims to be your father.”
“God damnit you are not my father so quite acting like one!!!” he fairly exploded at him, pulling the chain from around his neck so it dangled from a tight fist. “At least I have a parent who is willing to get to know me better and I'm not spending my life as a freaking ghost!!!” Then the unexpected happened. The sharp sound of flesh striking flesh echoed unnatural heard all over the simple room, something neither occupant had ever heard up to this point.
Yami stared at horror at what he had just done, staring at his hand that had done the deed began to shake uncontrollable. Of all the misdeeds he had done, to his past life to now this was one that he wished he had never done before, had never even let enter his mind. Why… why had he done something so stupid as to strike the one he loved more than anything. He would give up everything for this one; his Afterlife, his Shadow Powers, even the accursed Millennium Puzzle had it been his to give away to protect this boy from all harm. Looking up he winced at the bright red mark that stood out like a beacon on his otherwise soft and unflawed skin. Yugi looked at him with those deep, violet depths that more than once he had lost himself in but not that radiated shock, fear, and anger. Two of which he had never seen but did not suit him in the least.
“Aibou… I didn’t mean…” he reached out to but his hand was quickly slapped away, he watched, helplessly as his light turned away from him, lifting the heavy duffel bag to his shoulder and managed to open the door before he tried once more to keep him here, with him. “Please don’t go-” He immediately let go and fell back a few feet when he felt a sharp pain in his jaw, the same side of his face where he had struck Yugi.
The young man looked at him with cold, unfeeling eyes. His fist slowly lowered to his side, unshed tears gathering in his eyes but he kept them back as he held the puzzle out to him before relaxing his fingers and let it hit the ground with a dull clink. That sound sent a painful stab through his heart, making Yami slowly drop to his knees, staring up at him with chock written in his eyes. “Find someone else to wear the Puzzle… from this moment on I never want to see you ever again.” Closing his eyes tightly he quickly ran from the room, choking back the tears as he ran down the stairs, through the back of the store and out the front.
“Yugi? Hey whoa slow down!!” strong arms stopped him, making him look into the concern gaze of Joey, grandpa, and the others. That just brought more tears to his eyes as he pushed through them all with force, swinging the door open and ran down the sidewalk as fast as he could. Then and only then did the tears begin to fall, faster and harder then ever before, lifting a hand to the sore cheek before letting his eyes close. Why reason did he have to stay there now?
“Yugi wait!!” but the cry was too far too late. The others just looked at each other worriedly, wondering what could have happened that Bakura slowly went to the back of the store and up the stairs, slowly heading to Yugi’s room and looked down at the scene before him.
Yami was still on his knees where Yugi left him, the puzzle laying on the floor but what shocked the pale youth was the fact that he was crying. Out of all the things in the world Ryou hated tears. To him tears were a sign of weakness and as the saying went ‘the weak shall die and the strong shall live’. But Bakura was not like that, he thought differently so ignoring the spirit from his ring he slowly knelt before the former pharaoh and lifted the puzzle into his hand.
“Yami?” he asked softly, reaching out to carefully wipe the bitter tears away. “What’s wrong?”
He sad nothing but shook his head before leaning forward and wrapped his arms around the other boy tightly, burying his face in his shoulder and cried. Bakura did nothing but wrap his arms around him just as tightly and held him. He wasn’t sure what to say but what Yami needed was just someone to cry on so be it. He opened his eyes, not realizing they had closed when he felt his ring glow and looked over his shoulder. There, standing behind him in identical clothing as his own with the jacket open and top buttons of his shirt open was his own dark self. A former tomb raider from the same era as Yami he had been sealed away into the Millennium ring after trying to steal it. They could have passed for twins but where he was soft, gentle, and quiet Ryou was hard, rough, and loud. For a long time their eyes meet and held together, not breaking but a sense of understanding passed between them; Ryou slowly nodded and exited the room, closing the door behind him and concentrated on the ring around his neck. His boy became heavier and soon he was solid as could be. He had always wanted to get back at the pharaoh for destroying his life and wanted to steal the puzzle but now…
“This isn’t right…” he said softly and went down the stairs to maybe figure out why the hell Yugi ran away from everyone, leaving the puzzle behind like he did.
“Damnit how the hell are we going to pull out that job Arago wants us to do? The only reason the Istars are here is because you and Shuten were careless back in Egypt,” a male voice hissed at his companion as he drove down the street.
“If I said it once I’ll say it again, it was not our fault that we couldn’t kidnap the child but bring it up once more I will personally rip your forked tongue from your mouth,” the other man said rather calmly but the look in his eye said he would do it if provoked. The driver grumbled under his breath and looked up ahead of him before slamming hard on the brakes. The car screeched to a halt, just stopping an inch from the boy that had ran blindly into the street.
“Baka brat. Hey kid! Are you blind or something?!” he yelled as he stuck his head out the window to yell at him. His eyes narrowed as he took in the sight of the young boy. A short teenager he guessed with spiky dark hair with deep red highlights and gold bangs framing his face. For a brief moment he saw a bright red mark on the side of his innocent face but why did this kid seem so damn familiar? This was his first time in Domino City.
His companion said nothing as he stepped out of the car, leaving the door open and made his way to the young boy. “Are you alright?” he asked smoothly, reaching out to tilt the young face up and stared into bright, amethyst colored eyes that kept shedding silver tears. “You aren’t hurt, are you?”
“I-Iie…” Yugi stammered softly, looking up at the strangely beautiful man that was so concerned about him. He was almost as tall as his dad with snow-white hair falling down his back in a loose wave. His skin was pale, paler than Bakura’s and he was the most fair skinned boy he knew. What caught his attention was that settled over the right side of his face was a black eye patch, showing the other eye to be a very pale blue color. He winced when cool fingers just skimmed over the bruised flesh and slowly pulled back. The man seemed to take the hint and drew his hand back before bowing slightly.
“Gomen.”
“So right. I guess I wasn’t watching where I was going.” He sighed deeply and rubbed at his eyes with the back of his sleeve. “I don’t even know where I’m going…”
“That is such a shame. Perhaps we can help… are you looking for someone in particular?”
Surgokou always told Yugi to never talk to strangers and if one should ever approach him to come back home. But that’s where Yami was and he was not going home. At least, not yet. “…Hai, I was looking for my father. His name is Sasaki but I don’t know where he lives or a number I can reach him at.”
“Sasaki? Let me guess… you must be his son, Yugi.” Violet orbs looked at him in surprise, the tears having slowly vanished and leaving him vulnerable and so innocent. “Gomen but I am Rajura and I work with your father. Come with us and we’ll take you to see him.”
“You mean you make delivers too? Around the world?” he asked softly, rubbing sweaty palms against his bags as he tightened his grip on the duffle bag.
“Hai we do, and other jobs our boss has for us. Here,” he reached out and took the bag from him, gently pushing him towards the car. “I insist you come with us.”
Yugi should have known better. He should have gone home and at least waited for Sasaki to call but Yami… He could have ignored Yami but something was wrapping around his mind. It was like someone was twisting his sense of reality into something he couldn’t recognize anymore. He must have agree because the next thing he knew he was sitting in the backseat of the car, staring blankly out the window as he clutched at his bag tightly. Nestled in his pocket the Millennium Necklace glowed ever so lightly, foretelling of the future but he never seemed to notice or couldn’t. The two men gave each other a knowing look and silently drove off.
It was much later in the day when the group of friends, including a slightly depressed Yami, was gathered in the hotel room that Isis Istar had rented for the time being. After pleasantries had been said and done Isis handed out a set of photographs. Joey was the first one to see them and that he said made his eyes widen in disbelief.
“Hey this is that Sasaki guy who claims to be Yugi’s dad! Except this guy has a scar,” he pointed out, looking up at the young woman. “How do you know him?”
“At the time we didn’t know his real name but he went by name Anubis, also known as Yami Kudo,” she said simply.
“Dark Wolf? Is that some sort of nickname?” Tea asked as she leaned back into Duke’s arm that was wrapped around her shoulders.
“We believe so but believe me when I say he is not a friend. Shortly after the final tournament of Battle Ship someone had broken into the museum in Cairo. This is not the first time we have had break-ins before but it certainly the first time someone tried to steal the stone tablets describing the legend behind the Millennium items.”
“Say what?” Joey asked, eyes narrowing a bit.
“But I thought we were the only ones to know about them,” Tristen thought out loud.
“Unfortunately not.” This time Malik spoke up, not looking very happy as he absently twirled the Millennium Rod between his fingers. “Several of our best men were seriously injured but the tablets were stolen as well as some manuscripts that Isis had locked in her office. We were able to get those photos from a secret security camera since the others were destroyed.”
“I knew there was something I didn’t like about that guy the moment I saw him.”
“But what has that got to do with Yugi? And how did you know he was here in Domino?” Duke asked as he was handed the pictures and looked through them.
“I called her.” Everyone looked up when Seto Kaiba came in, followed by his younger brother Mokuba and he did not look happy. “A while ago someone tried to hack into my computer files from an unknown system. The files they were trying to steal were everything dealing with the Battle City and Ship tournaments. More specifically the duelists who participated. Whoever this hacker was managed to break through a dozen encrypted codes and send a virus to mine which resulted in the hard drive crashing completely and destroying all files that were stored.”
“Around that same time I was ambushed in the middle of broad daylight on my way home,” the young blonde said, closing his eyes tightly, bracing a fist against his forehead. “It all happened so quickly but they knew who I was. I didn’t find that very uncommon but they also knew that I had in my possession the Rod and the scars on my back.”
“But how could they have known?” Bakura asked, looking at him with wide eyes as Ryou scowled angrily, his hands tightening over his arms.
“I don’t know… I was about to fight them off and quickly ran home. Immediately I told Isis what happened. I do remember that they said something about bringing glory and immortality to their master but that I was needed.”
“So what? We’re dealing with thieves who are just really good thieves? Don’t see a problem with that,” the tomb raider snorted, settling his weight more comfortable on the arm of the sofa he was sitting on.
“Then maybe this will get your attention. When Isis sent me copies of those pictures I ran a search on them. These four are part of a highly secretive but powerful gang. No one knows who their leader is but he what is known is that he is a very powerful man with wealth. Interpol has been trying to bring him down for decades but it would seem that this man had always been two steps ahead of them. They were able to bring down several of his bases located around the world but known that there are hundred more out there,” Seto said as he settled his briefcase on the coffee table and opened it, pulling out a thick sheaf of papers he had printed out just earlier. “The authorities tried to question those that were captured but many refused to say a word and to make sure they never said anything cut out their tongues.”
“Ooh that’s disgusting!!” Tea said with a grimace, trying very hard not to imaged such a gross image.
“Talk about your twisted loyalty.”
“did anyone survive or were willing to talk?”
A very slim margin but a few hours later they were found dead. Even under strict watch and witness protection they all meat the same death. What was unusual was how they died. Some were pulled to pieces literally, like a doll. Some were poisoned by strange bite marks that seemed to belong to snakes but not that we are aware of. A few had been choked to death from what appeared to be very fine silk, also known as spider silk, tied around their throats, that a few had been decapitated by them. And there were one or two that had to be sent to the mental hospital, their sanity completely lost to them they were forced into straight jackets and to this day are still locked in padded rooms.”
The others said nothing as they looked at each then at the floor. Who could be so cold-blood to do such disgusting things? Mokuba had heard it all before but it scared him very much. He looked up when Seto reached his hand on his shoulder and gave it a tight squeeze, trying to reassure him. He tried to smile but could and reached up to hold his hand tightly in his own. For a while no one said anything, not even Ryou who was busily flipping through the papers the older Kaiba had brought. but it was Yami who broke the silence.
“What has that have to do Yugi? If they are in search of the Millennium Items, then there is no way that they could know that he and Bakura are in possession of four of them.”
Isis saw how depressed he looked and wondered what could have happened to him but then she noticed that he had been holding the Puzzle tightly in his hands. A copy of the item was still hanging around his neck which could only mean that Yugi must have taken his off but why? The time she had known him he had never let it out of his sight but now was not the time for such questions. No one was sure how to answer the former pharaoh’s question but it was Mokuba who spoke up and worry was written in his sapphire blue eyes.
“On the way here I saw Yugi get into a car with two strangers. But it wasn’t until I saw the pictures that I noticed it was the guy with the eye patch and the one with snake-eyes,” he said softly but everyone could hear the worry in his young voice. “I think they were heading North but I don’t think Yugi knows anything about them.”
“Of course not! You think his father would say that he’s part of a notorious crime ring?” the dark spirit snapped at him, making him jump a bit. Ryou angrily threw the papers down on the table, hands forming into tight fists as he glared at the other spirit. “Well Yami? Aren’t you going to do anything instead of just sitting there, moping?!”
“Ryou, stop it!! Can’t you see he’s hurting?!” Bakura yelled at him, looking up at him angrily but it was brushed off.
“Well pharaoh?”
“… He said he never wants to see me again…” came the grief-ridden reply.
“Just because of some stupid fight you’re going to just sulk like a kicked cur?!” Growling himself he reached down, hauled him up by his leather jacket and practically slammed him against he wall. Instantly Joey, Tristen, and Duke were on him to get him to let go but Isis held them back, saying that it was the only way.
“Yami is in a state of shock and he needs to be brought out of it,” she said in a calm voice. So they stayed back, watching at the dark spirit of the ring continued to hold the spirit of the puzzle against the wall with a death grip.
“Since I’ve been reed fed from that Ring and meet you I have seen how you protected that light of yours through all the dangers. From myself to Pegasus to the Rare Hunters to Marik and now you’re just going to let him get hurt by something we can stop together? So you had a fight no one is damn perfect! Not us, not you, not Yugi, not even the Millennium Items!!”
“… I struck him-”
“So maybe he deserved it but I am not going to let all those years of you watching over him, protecting him goes down the Nile River just because your perfect relationship hit a rocky start. And so help me if you do not get out of this damn depression of yours I will personally kick it out of you until you either get some sense back in that thick skull of yours or you pass out. So what’s it going to be? Your way… or my way?” he asked finally, his mahogany brown eyes staring intently into the red-violet gaze of his former enemy and not-so-quite ally.
Needless to say Yami was surprised at this outburst. He didn’t think his emotions for his light were so easy to read but here this tomb raider read them out loud for all to see. He never thought he would care but what he said did make sense. No one was perfect, last of all himself or Yugi for that matter. They were all just human (in a matter of speaking) and yes he still regretted hurting his innocent hikari like that but that was now in the past. The future ahead of them now was open and the first thing on his list was to find Yugi and get him back and apologize.
Ryou seemed to have seen this as he slowly let him go, giving him a knowing smile. “When this is over I’ll help in kicking you for being an ass. First thing first, we locate this man Sasaki and through him we find Yugi.” The group then began to talk, each one trying to figure out how to reach him even as Isis excused herself to answer the phone. A minute later she slowly hung up the phone, not looking at anyone just yet that one by one the others noticed and wondered what was wrong. Seto slowly made his way over to her, reaching out to touch her arm he asked what was wrong. What she told him made his own eyes widen before closing tightly.
“Hey care to fill us in?” Joey asked, getting anxious.
“… Someone just called saying that they have Yugi hostage and if we ever want to see him again we must give this person every Millennium Item we have. SO far they have the Millennium necklace,” eh said quietly but they were still able to hear.
“No that can’t be!” Tea looked ready to cry as did Mokuba. The guys cursed, the spirits looked enraged, and Ryou looked at Yami worriedly. But it was Tristen who was, ironically enough, the voice of logic.
“hey how do we know he really does have Yugi? Maybe it’s just a bluff.” An answer came as two silver arrows flew in through the window, landing with dead accuracy in the center and dove into the wood deep enough to pierce the thick wood and pinned the piece of furniture to the floor itself. Tea couldn’t help but scream and cling to her boyfriends who in turn held onto her tightly; Tristen fell back into the sofa as Mokuba backed away fro the table as far as he could; Joey nearly fell over the sofa, a hand holding his chest tightly to calm his racing heart; Bakura literally jumped on the sofa and stared at the arrows with large eyes; both Yami and Ryou were already in their guard stance as was Malik who held out the rod, having removed the golden section to reveal the dagger point; Seto has protected Isis fro the broken shards of glass. For a long time they did nothing before Yami reached out to hesitantly touch the bundle that had been tied to the arrows.
“T-This is Yugi’s jacket…” he said softly, daring not to touch the arrows and pull it off.
“H-How can you be sure?” Mokuba asked in a weak voice, immediately going to his brother’s side and held onto him tightly. Seto reached down and rested his hand on his head, trying to keep him calm. Yami looked through the pocket and with a shaking hand removed Yugi’s deck of cards, and a photo that had been slipped inside.
“He would never leave his dueling deck alone!” Joey pointed out and realization hit him as the color left his face. “They aren’t bluffing…” Attached to the Polaroid was a note but Yami couldn’t bring himself to read it. Ryou took the note and glanced at them before growling angrily.
“By now you must have received our call and no doubt wanted proof. The child known as Yugi Motou is in our possession as well as the Millennium Necklace but we know for a fact that he posses another item. We are also aware that he also associated with two young gentlemen who alsor mor more Items. It you follow our instructions you will see your little one again but if not… Well, let’s just say you do not want to know what will happen. Be expecting a call within an hour. And do not think about getting the authority involved in this or else we will not only take this young’s ones life but all of you as well. Do not take us lightly. There’s no signature.”
"Hey lemme see that!!” Joey yelled, snatching the photo before it be taken away but one look at it made his blood boil. The picture was of their young friend, arms bound tightly above his head to some kind of thick pole. A blindfold had been wrapped around his eyes but he looked weak, his skirt slightly tore to show that he had struggling but he did look alive. For the time being. One thing was going on their through their minds as the picture was passed. They had to find Sasaki and get him to tell him where the hell they were keeping Yugi.
Author’s Note: Wow I finally got actions. Now in the next chapter I have will a kind of gang rape and the names of the bad guys are from ‘Yoroiden Samurai Troopers’, also known as ‘Ronin Warriors’. More will be discussed in the next chapter so right now just enjoy. Rape scene will be in the next chapter, promise! Enjoy and tell me what you think ^^
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