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A Game of Masques	By : Silvershadowfire Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6202 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 5 � Yami no Tenshi

Yami�s jaw dropped as he stared at the massive, leathery
wings. �What�what are you?�
�A demon.� Yugi answered softly. �An incubus, to be
precise.�
Yami wiggled back into the couch as far as he could. Terror fought a war with fascination in his
heart. �Demon? I�is this Hell?�
Yugi burst out laughing.
�No�� he
managed. �No, it�s not hell � though
according to some anime I�ve seen it�s not far from it. We�re in my apartment in Tokyo.�
�I�� Yami blinked,
not knowing what to do � his head was starting to hurt from stress and
adrenaline. �What do you intend to do
with me?� he
asked at last. �You magicked
me to get me here, right?�
�No.� Yugi shook
his head, folding his wings � this time they didn�t vanish, just tucked onto
his back. �It�s a form of hypnosis � and
like all hypnosis, it doesn�t work if you aren�t willing.� He leaned forward. �Yami�don�t think about what I did, or what I
am�I promise I will never hurt
you. Don�t think about what your father
might do to you. I want you to think
about what you want to do.� He shifted his posture just slightly to give
Yami more space, make him comfortable. �Do
you want to go home? Or
would you rather stay here�with me?�
�I�� Yami shook
his head. He wanted to be afraid,
but�part of him still loved this� creature. It would be so tempting to just stay here, but
Father� �Why did you tell me?�
Yugi cocked his head, seeming surprised at the
question. �Tell you that I was a
demon? Well, I figured that the best
thing would be to be honest with you � after all, if you�ll be living here,
you�d figure it out soon enough.�
Terror was losing the battle. �Can�I see them again?�
Spreading his wings, the demon took a step closer,
shifting them so that they didn�t hit anything.
Yami gasped as light hit the seemingly pitch-black membranes, bringing
forth glorious shades of blue and purple.
�They are so beautiful.� He
breathed, almost reaching out to touch them.
�Yami.� Yugi voice brought the teenager�s attention
back to the demon�s face � those amethyst eyes glittered seriously. �I don�t want to fascinate you � I want you
to think!�
The teenager shrunk back reflexively, fear rising again
in his stomach. {He�s going to punish me now.}
�Easy.� Yugi
soothed, flipping his wings into place on his back. �I�m sorry I snapped.� He leaned forward, pausing as though waiting
for something before leaning over and hugging him. Yami stiffened at the unaccustomed touch
before relaxing the tiniest bit. When
Yugi leaned back he stiffened again, closing his eyes and waiting for the harsh
words and the blows. Instead he felt a
soft touch on his face � Yugi was gently stroking his cheek. He wanted so much to believe � but did he
dare? This�this demon, a supposed creature of evil,
had already treated him with so much kindness�
�I swear, Yami. No
matter what you do, no matter what you say, there is nothing on this Earth, in
Heaven or in Hell that will touch you without going through me first.�

{Flashback}
{Yami
cried nearly silently in his room, trying to understand why Father hated
him. Why he had to be punished so much �
he hadn�t been so bad with Jii-chan, had he?
A
click told him someone had opened his bedroom door. He glanced up to see Mother walking quietly
into the room. He smiled, rushing over
and hugging her with all his nine-year-old strength.
Warm
arms wrapped around him in a hug; then his mother pulled back. �Why are you crying, little Yami?� she asked.
�Father�Father
hates me. He�s mean to me.�
Thwack! The sound of flesh hitting flesh resounded in
the room, echoing in Yami�s ears. It
took him a moment � and the stinging, flashing pain in his cheek- to figure out
that Mother had hit him.
�You
will not speak of your father that way, young man.� She snapped, stalking over to him and grabbing
him by the arm. She threw him on the
bed, roughly pulled down his pants and whipped his bare bottom with his own
leather belt, ignoring his cries and pleas.
�You will obey your father and me, and you will be grateful for it. I never want to hear such words pass your
lips again, is that understood?�
�Yes,
Mother! I�m sorry, Mother!�
She
stopped, turning him over to face her.
�I will have to get your father to teach you how to ask forgiveness
properly. In the meantime�shut up!� With a final smack across the face, she left
him there.}
{End flashback}
Yami collapsed in Yugi�s arms as the buried memory
suddenly surfaced, tears pouring as the emotions he had locked away rose up
within him; all the pain, the humiliation and hopelessness, leaking out of him
with the salt water that flowed down his cheeks� unlike before, these tears
seemed to cleanse some deep wound in his heart; it hurt, but with the poison
gone, it might begin to heal. The demon held him gently, so gently � so soft
and warm, and murmured comforting nothing words in his ear, and he actually
felt something�good.
He
felt�safe.
�I�ll stay.�
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When Yami had cried himself hoarse and exhausted, Yugi
tucked the mortal under a blanket on the couch, leaving him to drift into sleep
if he wished. Those beautiful crimson
eyes flickered open. �Yugi�� the boy
whispered, reaching a hand towards him. �Where�please�I don�t want to be alone.�
{It�s a good thing
I have total control over all parts
of my anatomy.} Yugi thought with an inward grin as he took the
outstretched limb, settling back down on the soft cushions. Yami smiled gently, a look of pure happiness
that took Yugi�s breath away. He ran his fingers through Yami�s hair and
over his shoulder and face, down into his chest. He wasn�t trying to seduce � over the last
couple centuries he had become something of an expert at acupressure. One by one he hit the spots on Yami�s body
that relaxed him, delicately unknotting the muscles and soothing them with
gentle rubs. The teen fought the
drowsiness stealing over him, but it was a losing battle. When Yami had drifted into true sleep, Yugi
stood and stretched all six limbs. Now
that this battle was over, he had another one to face, this one even more
personal. He looked at the sleeping
teenager and felt a small smile form on his lips. Something bubbled in his chest, making him
giggle. Just the thought that Yami had
agreed to stay with him�he couldn�t ever remember feeling such happiness. He wanted to cuddle and hug and hold the
teenager forever, to take him and teach him pleasure beyond his wildest dreams,
ecstasy to forever dim the horror his life had been � but at the same time he
knew he couldn�t.
Incubi
drew their power from the mortals and demons they had sex with � the greater
the pleasure, the greater the power. But
from Yami� he
wanted something more�but what in Hell�s name could it be? What more could he want or need from any
mortal, no matter how absolutely wonderful he was?
Fighting
his confusion, he picked up the phone and hit a certain speedial
button. After three rings, a quiet voice
answered. �Moshi-moshi?�
�I
don�t get it�what�s wrong with me?�
�That�s
not the best way to start a conversation, Yugi.� Ryou yawned on the other end. �And how should I know
what�s wrong with you?�
�It�s
just�� It should be easier over the
phone, but Yugi still had trouble getting the words out. �I�ve had Yami in my
house for three whole days; he was in my arms and cuddled up close; I haven�t
even tried to seduce him. Granted, he
was asleep most of the time, but still� I�ve been sleeping on the couch just to
remove temptation.�
�Oh.� Ryou paused for a moment � probably speaking
with his mate � before returning to the phone.
�Do you still want to sleep
with him?�
Yugi
sighed. �Ryou, I want him so bad that
he�s all I can think about, all I can dream of.
But�I don�t want him until he�s ready.
Why the hell am I caring about what he thinks? I know he�ll enjoy it�but damnit,
I want him willing. I want him to come
to me�I want him�
�You
want him to love you.� Yugi almost
dropped the phone at Ryou�s words. Impossible. Incubi
just didn�t fall in love, and certainly not with mortals.
�But��
�If
you just wanted to fuck him, you could and get it out of your system,
right?� That was Bakura � the other
demon must have picked up an extension.
�Hell, if you�re horny just go and seduce some other mortal.�
�But
I don�t want any other mortal�I want him.�
�You
want some cheese with that whine? Either
do what you want to and get it over with � or admit that your feelings might be
stronger than lust and deal with it.�
The gaki snapped before hanging up. Yugi knew he was blushing like wildfire as
Ryou laughed softly.
�I�m
sorry Bakura is so blunt, but he�s right, Yugi.
I think you and Yami need to have a talk � and you need to really think
about what you�re doing. Why did you
take him from his home and family? It is
because you wanted him for yourself?�
�No.� Yugi answered softly. �I took him because he needed to get out of
that hole called a home. His father�� He
swallowed. �His father was abusing
him. I couldn�t�Ryou, I�m confused. Why should I care? I�m just in his for his body, to teach him
the wonders of pleasuring�and to get what I need from him. That�s all.�
�Yugi
� you�ve never been less than honest in all the time I�ve known you, with
others and with yourself. Now ask
yourself � is that really what you have in mind?
�Love
isn�t going to kill you, you know. You
can admit you affection for a mortal � and if you want to remain honest, you
should tell him.�
�And
what if he doesn�t feel the same about me?�
Yugi asked. �What if�I know he�s
lusting after me, but�� He gave up.
�You�re
right.� The words spilled out in a
flood. �I am in love with him � I want
to stay with him forever and ever, until the heavens and the earth
are no more. His smile�.� He choked on a sob. �He smiled at me; I would do anything he
asked of me just to see that smile again.
But Ryou�what if he doesn�t return my feelings? What if it�s just lust and loneliness, not
love, in his heart?�
�Then
he doesn�t, and you will either have to stick to just being friends or leave
him behind. But,
Yugi�if you never tell him how you feel, then you�ll never know if he returns those feelings.�
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{No, Father,
please�} Yami thought silently as he knelt in the shadows of the basement, his
hands and feet shackled in place, a heavy weight on his back. {I don�t want to disappoint you, but it
hurts�} He hissed as his bladder
complained. He had no idea how long he
had been down here, but it had been long enough that his knees were numb, his
hands had cramped from the cold concrete and his body was beginning to shake
from sheer fatigue.
�Do
you know what your name means, Yami?�
Father�s voice drifted out of the darkness around him.
�My
name means Darkness, Father.� He answered, voice rusty from disuse.
�Yes, darkness. Do
you know what darkness actually is?�
Yami
blinked. �It�s the opposite of light,
Father.�
�Foolish boy.� Father
leaned down beside him. �Darkness is the
absence of light. Light is a thing � it
has substance, waves and particles that can be weighed and measured. Darkness is nothingness � it is really
nonsensical for humans to give it a name, because it really doesn�t exist.
�You
are nothingness, boy. An absence of
anything meaningful�and only I can give a piece of darkness like you some
meaning.�
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Yugi jerked as his preternatural senses picked up
whimpering from the couch; Yami was having another nightmare. �I have to
go!� he said by
way of goodbye before hanging up the phone and rushing to his Yami�s side.
He stroked the teen�s hair and face, trying to soothe him
from the bad dream. Yami lay perfectly
still � almost too still, his body tensed and strained, curled into an
unnatural position. Tears poured down
his cheeks from his flickering, restless eyes � his jaw clenched so that only
incoherent moans and the occasional whimper escaped his throat.
�Yami.� Yugi shook the boy�s shoulder. �Yami, wake up. It�s just a dream.�
The teenager moaned louder, his eyes stilling for a
moment before they opened.
�Yugi.� He choked and shuddered again, obviously
trying to get himself back under control.
�What happened?�
Yugi asked, rubbing his hands gently over Yami�s shoulders and back to
relax him. The teenager sighed as Yugi
managed to find his pressure points, unknotting the muscles.
�Just a�bad dream.� Yami closed his eyes again and melted into
Yugi�s grasp; it was the incubus� turn to stiffen as he fought with his
urges.
{Must not jump
him�must not seduce him�he is so charming like this, but I�ll have to settle
for�} He tightened his arms around the teen, who sighed again, his features
going relaxed and sleepy like a cat�s. Yugi let Yami relax like that for a few
minutes, fighting his own desire to turn the hug into caresses and more.
Finally, as much to distract himself as anything, he
spoke gently in Yami�s ear. �Want to tell me about it?�
That brought Yami back out his sleepy daze. He turned to look up at the incubus
seriously. �No�but it might help,
right?�
Yugi chuckled.
�Yes, it might help. After all,
the only way to banish night fears is to face the cause of them.�
�Alright�� Taking
a deep breath and � unconsciously? Or not? � cuddling
closer to Yugi, the teenager began.
�I�m in Father�s basement � that�s where he used to take
me to train me in proper behaviour.� Yugi bit his lip and forced his arms not to
tighten protectively. �He told me � a
few times - that I am the darkness, like my name says. Nothingness, a lack of
anything, especially light.�
�How old were you?�
�Ten�maybe eleven. It�s hard to remember, sometimes � I hated
the basement. He would make me kneel and
chain me in place for hours at a time, teaching me my place and how to ask
forgiveness�� Yami broke off; Yugi made
soothing nothing noises and ran his fingers through the teen�s streaked hair,
loving the silky feel of it.
�He told you that the dark was nothing? Just an absence of light?� the demon
inquired. Yami nodded, shoulders shaking
as he fought back his sobs. �Well, I can
tell you he�s wrong.�
�What?� Yami
looked up at him, loss and hope warring in those exotic crimson-violet
depths. With difficulty, Yugi pulled
himself out of contemplating their beauty to answer.
�Darkness�is a complex thing. It is true that according to the laws of
physics, as humans call them, darkness is just what you get when there is no
light.� Yugi grinned. �But I have seen other darkness, Yami�living
darkness. I think some human scientists
call it �dark matter�. It is the beginning
of all things, the primordial depths from which the Creator forged this and all
other worlds.
�Darkness cannot be captured or measured, held or touched
� but neither can spirit, courage, wisdom, hate or love. It is potential � that which has not been
shaped. Darkness is powerful, Yami � for
it can become anything. If you can
imagine it, Darkness can shape it, can encompass it within it�s
endless, formless depths. There is no
end, no limit to it�s power. It is mystery, for it cannot be truly seen,
and hides all.�
�But�� Yami
swallowed. �It�s not bad?�
�No.� A gentler smile now.
�It is the opposite and complementary of Light � for Light cannot create
� it illuminates that which the darkness hides, adds depth and colour and
life.�
�So�I�m not nothing?�
�No. Like the
darkness you are named for, you can be whatever you wish to be. All humans can � it is their greatest gift.� Yugi�s eyes suddenly danced, his expression
going crafty as though he were about to share a deep, dark secret.
�The
only useless nothing in the place where you used to live is the man who thinks
that child abuse is acceptable.�
Yami smiled at him again.
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