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Sorry
for the delay – I’m sicker than dog snot right now.
Okay, this is not a
chapter for those with weak stomachs – or those underage! You have been warned,
so do not flame me if you go ahead and read anyways.
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10
Days:
“…And
his latest scores are vastly improved. I don’t think he will be waking up in
the very near future, but this is encouraging. He’s fighting and that’s what we
want. The results of his culture will be in later today…” Alex adjusted the chart
as she informed the two teens of the unseen milestones that their friend had
made in just a week “…Dr. Johanssen wants to do a
consult on this. As I said before he comes very highly recommended…”
Atemu
nodded, not really listening to the commentary. He had heard what he needed to
hear. Yugi was continuing to gain strength amidst all of the setbacks. The
slight fever the boy had worried him a little, but if Alex was to be believed,
this Johanssen was reputed to be the leading
infectious disease specialist in this area. Maybe he would know what was
causing the little one’s fever.
“…And
he wants to examine Yugi alone…”
“What?!” Atemu barked, caught off guard by the
request. His protective nature kicked into high gear. Oh. Hell. No!
“He’s
just going to examine him. Okay? Johanssen isn’t very
people oriented and your presence might make him uncomfortable. I know you
don’t want to let Yugi out of your sight, but I think it might be a good idea
for you to go with the others and get some food. I will drop in on him, if it
makes you feel a little easier about it.” Alex suggested.
“Come
on almighty Pharaoh, let’s grab a
bite.” Bakura rolled his eyes as he lugged Atemu towards the door.
With
a sigh the former Pharaoh let his companion drag him out of the room, showing
only the slightest resistance.
Bakura
had been here through all of the ups and downs of Yugi’s painfully slow
recovery. The white haired teen had sat by that bedside right along with him as
he poured out his impotent rage, even though Bakura had a life of his own to
live. And to Atemu’s surprise he trusted the thief’s opinion. However self
serving and callous the former thief may have been at one time, he was turning
out to be one of his greatest allies in this life.
“Look…I
know you didn’t want to leave, but one – you need food. And two – no one is
going to get within five feet to even attempt to find out what is wrong with
the midget with you standing there and glowering at them. So we’ll take off for
a minute. If we happen to surprise the doctor’s stupid ass when we come back
early, oh well.” Bakura snickered. “Besides, we can meet Ryou and Jou when they
get here.”
“Speaking
of the others…when’s Malik and Marik due back?” Atemu questioned as he followed
his friend into the elevator.
The
platinum blonde duo had gone to Egypt three days ago seeking answers
concerning the return of their shadow powers. The biggest question on all their
minds was that if the shadows had returned, did the evil come along with it?
They
needed to know if they were going to be called on to banish another demon that
was attempting to make its way into the physical world. Or if
the shadows that had always been a part of their past lives were a part of
their new ones as well. Atemu seriously hoped for the latter explanation.
Very seriously.
“They’ll
be back later today. That was Marik on the phone earlier, when I left the
room.” Bakura tapped his foot impatiently as he waited for the elevator doors
to open. “He has good news. And some bad…”
“Please
don’t tell me…” Atemu started as he leaned heavily back against the cool metal
wall.
“…the
bad isn’t as bad as we thought. To hear him tell it, that cracking sensation
that you felt the other day – it was the seal placed on your shadow powers.
It’s been weakening ever since Yugi disappeared. It finally shattered. I guess Isis knew this was going to happen. And
she said that in her latest vision the gods were telling her that they had
decided to let us stay among the living regardless of that fact. That we’re needed more here than there. There’s no new evil
threatening to wreak havoc – just the same old evil that has been in human
hearts since the dawn of time – is what she said.”
The
doors finally opened and the duo made their way into the brightly lit hall.
“So
that means…?” Atemu murmured as he thought over what the other was trying to
say, not paying the slightest attention to where Bakura was leading him, the
hall twisting and turning in confusing patterns.
“It
means that we have the gods’ permission to take out those who would willingly
do this to another person.” Bakura finished as they stepped up to join the
small line in the hospital cafeteria.
Atemu
turned on his friend with a half sane glaze to his scarlet eyes and a wild
smirk on his face. “Well that definitely puts a different spin on things.”
“That
it does.” Bakura smirked back.
Atemu mused silently on Bakura’s
words as they gathered their lunch and found a table. Not too long after the
royal teen had cracked open the lock placed on his powers the other two former
spirits managed to find a way to break theirs as well. And now it seemed as
though they had the gods’ permission. Well, things were going to get
interesting!
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Christmas Eve:
Oh gods he hurt so badly…how long had
he been here anyways? Yugi sobbed as he tugged ineffectively at the bindings
that held his arms and legs spread wide. This glass enclosure was his worst
nightmare. It was where he was taken for hours at a time, subjected to beatings
and humiliation day after day as curious onlookers gathered at the glass to
watch as he begged for his dignity.
People he didn’t know could touch him
in places that he didn’t want them to touch and if he so much as flinched he
felt another painful slap to his already abused bottom, another comment about
how he was a whore and should act accordingly.
The idea that they were drilling into
his head was that his body belonged to his master to use as he saw fit. And
that his prized virginity would be given away in a couple of hours to the
highest bidder. It was to the point where he almost believed them, when they
said he was nothing more than a lowly whore and that his only mission in life
was to provide pleasure to others by spreading his legs for his master’s profit.
The drugs that had been a constant
part of his existence for the past month were beginning to wear off and the
pleasant numb feeling that allowed him to watch his life as if standing by the
wayside was retreating, leaving his mind open to the fact that these people
were touching him as they wandered around the room, making their decisions as
to which one of the new virgins would be theirs for the night.
He didn’t want this! He wanted Yami!
Why hadn’t his darker half come for him? Despairingly, the small teen dissolved
into sobs again, twisting away from another probing hand that made its way up
inside his aching, sore body. It hurt so badly – he didn’t want anyone touching
him there!
Smack!
Yugi cried out in shock as he glanced
back at the person holding the paddle. Big mistake.
That earned him another five spankings with the hard wooden instrument. His body twisting away from the intense pain as best it could.
“So he’s been here for a month and you
still haven’t beat obedience into him.”
Yugi shivered as the smooth voice that
whispered the comment came from behind his ear. It wasn’t directed to him, but
rather to his paddle wielding master. The man who enjoyed his
pain, the one who he and the others in this room were given over to when they
misbehaved or tried to escape. Which was rather often,
at least in his case. He felt a hand fondle his manhood, his body
reacting against his will to the unwanted touch. He stiffened at the affront.
“Yes, he is rather spirited. I’ve
tried almost everything I can think of to break his will and yet he still
fights.” The man replied with a smirk.
Yugi felt the cold hands as they pried
his buttocks apart, a solitary, dry finger gaining painful entrance as the man
behind him spoke again. The finger moved about, searching for something,
running along his insides, until Yugi cried out, mortified at his body’s
defection.
“Hmmmm, nice. I’ll give you one
million dollars for a chance to teach this naughty little beauty his place.”
Oh no! Nonononono!
Please, anything but this! Yugi jerked away from the probing finger, sobbing
hysterically. The finger withdrew and the man backed away giving the paddle
another chance to find its way to his backside.
“But the auction…”The owner returned
the paddle to the floor.
“Take it or leave it. You won’t get a
better offer.” The other man shrugged.
A vindictive look crossed the paddle
wielder’s face. “Well it is rather generous…but you need to do it here, provide
the evening’s entertainment. I want to see if you can handle him.”
“It’s a deal.” The man held out his
hand.
They shook on it and the owner of the
establishment turned to the crowd of elite, wealthy men and women, clapping his
hands together loudly. “Attention ladies and gentlemen…there has been a slight
change of plans. We will begin moving our merchandise into the other viewing
room. This room has been booked for some unexpected entertainment!”
“I expect you to remember the rules…do
not damage my merchandise.” The man left with his word of warning.
A round of applause met the statement
as everyone moved towards the double doors. Yugi watched fearfully as the other
seven children were untied and carried out of the room, his heart near to
bursting in his chest. This man was going to hurt him something fierce. And
there was nothing he could do to stop him. Where was his other half? His darkness? Where?!
‘Someone help me…Yami!’
Crack! A scream tore itself loose from
the teen’s lips as the crop landed on his fiery rear. Sobbing pitifully, Yugi
writhed against the pain. Two more times, in quick succession, the blinding
pain was felt along his backside. The small teen started choking on the
shameful tears.
“By time I’m through with you…you will
be begging me to fuck you, whore!” The voice whispered harshly in his ear.
The bindings were cut and Yugi fell to
the ground with a thump. His arms and legs were numb from being held in such an
untenable position for so long. He crawled clumsily backwards from the large,
brawny man who had bought him for the night, looking for a weapon as he gave a
beseeching glance at the people gathered around the glass, watching gleefully.
There was no weapon, and no help to be
had by the malicious, evil people who were plainly enjoying his torment. He
could see it on all their faces. How could they be so cruel?! Why wouldn’t
anyone help him? What had he done to deserve this?!
All of a sudden a large meaty fist
grabbed a hold of his arm and yanked his naked form off the floor, tossing him
towards the bed in the corner of the room. He landed hard, with a yelp, and
attempted to get his feet under him, but it was no use. The man was there
before he could so much as utter a single word of protest.
Feet, hands, teeth – anything he could
move became a weapon as he fought off the bear like man who was intent on defiling
him. A roar of pain filled his ears as his teeth found purchase. A large hand
crashed down against his face, knocking his head to the side, stunning him
momentarily. He cried out it pain as he was once again lifted and his stomach
came in contact with the man’s overly large thighs. He could feel the man’s
erection digging into his ribs from his degrading position.
This couldn’t be happening! Yugi
thought as the first hard blow came down on his sore and welted rear. Oh god it
hurt! Please, make it stop! He sobbed, his breath taken away by the sting and
embarrassment of not only being bare, but beaten in such a child like manner.
“I’ll teach you not to bite!” The man
had no mercy, raining blows down upon the small teen as he sobbed and writhed
in humiliated pain. “You are a whore and you will act like it!”
After what seemed like a very long
time indeed, Yugi was tossed back onto the bed. And before he could even move
any of his numb limbs his hands were tied tightly above his head and his feet
pulled up along with them, making it almost impossible to move, leaving him in
a very exposed position. He felt a large hand fondle his sac roughly before
moving down to probe callously at his entrance.
“Such a pretty little whore…I’m gonna
fuck you in that sweet little ass until you’re screaming my name, whore!” The
man taunted, removing his hand to shed his clothes. “You’re gonna be sore in
the morning boy…”
Yugi’s struggles reached fever pitch
as he sobbed uncontrollably. He flinched at the hurtful words and the intent
behind them as he prayed for someone to save him. But even he knew it was too
late. The bed dipped as another person’s weight was added to it.
‘Think of Yami, think of Yami…Yami’s the one you’re laying with. He’s the one who’s
loving you…he’s the…’ Yugi screamed out as something large and dry invaded his
body.
‘Yami…wouldn’t…do…this…’
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He
couldn’t believe his luck. Of all the places to find this intoxicating little
jewel – here, in his hospital - was not where he was expecting. He thought this
was what he had seen the other day when making his rounds. Such
a pity.
Something
had to have gone wrong, for everyone in his circle knew that the owner of that
particular establishment wouldn’t stand for his property to be abused like
this. But no matter, he wasn’t in the mood to let the man know that his prize
possession was sitting in the hospital fighting for its life. It wasn’t his
job.
And
besides, maybe now he would have a chance to taste that delectable flesh
without the thousand dollar price tag that came along with it. Yep, he was of
no mind to tell that pompous windbag that he had found what the other man had
lost.
The
lanky doctor hummed tunelessly to himself as he filled the syringe, tapping it
gently to expel the air. He gave a lust filled leer towards the tiny, limp
figure – showing a row of even, overly white teeth, as he ran a hand over the
soft, bruise laden skin.
“Such
a beautiful little gem as yourself deserves a man like
me. I’ll help you recover, but in return you’re going to have to pay me back.” He
chuckled as he injected the liquid into a free vein. “Don’t worry beautiful,
you’ll like it.”
“What
did you say…?”
A
low snarl came from behind, causing the arrogant doctor to pause in the act of
throwing the empty syringe in the biohazard bag. He didn’t expect anyone in the
room when he examined his newest patient. In fact, hadn’t he expressly told
that female that no one was to disturb him? Figures she would go against his
wishes. Bitch!
“I
didn’t say anything…Who are you and what are you doing
in here? No one’s supposed to be in the room when I examine a patient!”
Johanssen tried to cover up his mistake behind
a haughty frown, turning to face his accuser. The moment he turned around he
saw what appeared to be an older, more exotic version of the small boy lying in
the bed standing beside the door, a lethal glare on his face. For a minute he
almost thought he was seeing double…
He
glanced back at the bed, before looking once again to the furious teen by the
door.
Holy
hell, there were two of them?! And the one standing by the door looked rather
demonic with those glowing red eyes. Johanssen’s
hands began to shake as he fought with the urge to run and hide from those
piercing, unholy eyes. Unconsciously he took a step back from the wild eyed
teen as a bronze hand was casually lifted in his direction.
“I
am your worst nightmare.” The older version hissed as wisps of shadow curled
out from around his form, darkening the room, drawing all light into their
power. “You will be judged for…”
“What the Hell is goin’
on in here?!”
Another voice broke the shadows hold on the room and they winked out of
existence.
“Jou
- get out of here.” Atemu growled low in his throat, his feet moving rapidly in
the direction of the terrified doctor.
He
heard what the good doctor had said
to his Aibou. Every last word. And he was going to
punish him for it. That…that conceited bastard! That evil, no good son of
a…Damn Jou for ruining his concentration! He would have…
“Atemu! What are you doing?” Alex’s voice
sounded concerned as she peeked into the room.
Atemu
twitched in surprise, tightening his grip. The former Pharaoh didn’t remember
actually cornering the doctor, nor did he recall when he had managed to lift
the man off the ground by his neck. A rather extraordinary feat on its own
seeing as the man towered over him by almost a foot. With an evil smirk he
pulled the rapidly-tuning-blue man to him, almost as if he were a lover
murmuring endearments.
“I
heard what you said.” Atemu whispered softly – the tone belying the quiet
words, ruby eyes blazing. “I heard it very clearly. You get only this one
warning! If I see you in this room…if you…touch him again…you and I will be
playing a little game!”
The
former spirit set the doctor roughly back on the floor with a glare. The
instant his feet touched solid ground the man practically flew from the room,
his lab coat flapping against his thighs in his haste to flee. He brushed by
Jou, Ryou and Bakura, the latter lifting a foot to help him on his way with a
chuckle.
“What
was that all about?” Alex demanded of Atemu, stepping into the room and closing
the door behind her. “If you were anyone other than who you are, you’d be
tossed out of here on your arse! You had better be
thanking your lucky stars that the board overlooks that type of behavior from
their benefactors!”
“That
is between me and the good doctor,
but he needs to stay far away from my Aibou!” Atemu bit out, arms folded over
his chest. “He is not allowed anywhere near this room. If I find him in here
again, there’s no telling what shape he will be in when he comes out…if he
does.”
Alex
slumped back against the door with a sigh, taking her glasses off and polishing
them on her lab coat as she thought on how best to respond to this clear threat
on her coworker’s health.
“Look,
whatever it is that he did to upset you…I’ll be sure to report his behavior…and
he will stay away from this room, I’ll make sure of it.” Alex replied, shifting
her ever present clipboard as she perched the spectacles back on the tip of her
nose. “…Anyways, I have good news. Yugi has a simple bacterial infection. It’s
not MSRA. With the vitamins and antibiotics he’s on it should run its course
and be gone within a day or two. I have rounds to make and now a report to
file, but I’ll be back in soon. You behave!”
The
tiny lady left the boys to their own devices, closing the door softly with
questions buzzing in her brain. Why had Atemu gone off like that? He was always
well spoken and polite to her and the nurses. What had Johanssen
said to piss him off? True her colleague was an arrogant ass of a doctor, but
was he really that bad of a person as well? She was going to have to report the
incident.
The
group stared after the two doctors, before Atemu pulled the chair that had been
pushed aside back up to the side of the bed. He didn’t think that the doctor
would come back around, but it didn’t hurt to be extra vigilant, just in case. The nerve of that arrogant son of a bitch. Payback? What type of payback?
He
sighed to himself, turning his mind towards other matters, totally ignoring the
others. Finally, some good news. The ruby eyed teen
didn’t think he could take much more. His little one had been hovering
somewhere between life and death for the past week or so. And he was feeling
quite powerless to help the boy. Damn it this was his Aibou! He had to be able
to do something! Right?!
“Atemu…?”
Jou questioned, unsure of whether he wanted the darker teen’s attention focused
on him after the earlier outburst.
“Yes
Jou?” Atemu responded wearily.
“I
thought you might need this…” The blonde held out the puzzle that he had
snatched off the end of Yugi’s bed when he came from his shift at the game
shop. His friend had mentioned something about wanting to put it back around
Yugi’s neck, to see if it would bring their link back.
Atemu’s
eyes widened at the sight of the puzzle. He hadn’t been home in the last ten
days. And even though he had thought many times of retrieving it, it always
seemed to slip his mind on the rare occasions that he slipped out of the boy’s
room.
“Thank
you Jou…” He gave a tiny smile.
“Yeah,
uh, no problem…I just want him to get better. I want my bud back…I miss
him…He’s here, but he’s not…and” The blonde broke down into tears and walked
away from the two startled former spirits.
Jou
paced the length of the room, his arms wrapped around his chest, trying to calm
the turbulent emotions racing around his head. Just like the two dark teens, he
was uncomfortable with emotional outburst and didn’t want to be comforted. He
would willingly show his rage and anger, but to break down like he had.
He
didn’t want anyone to see him like this. Thank god the others seemed to realize
this and they steered clear of him for the moment.
Jou
watched from the corner of the room as Atemu placed the puzzle over his little
one’s still, vacant form. It was a heart wrenching scene, as the darker teen
nuzzled his face into the little one’s neck, searching for a sign, just
something to let him know that his efforts weren’t in vain.
Both
Jou and Bakura both averted their eyes as Atemu came away from the contact
shaken and teary eyed. It was breaking their hearts to witness his torment.
Ryou wrapped a comforting arm around the former Pharaoh and led him away from
Yugi’s bedside.
“I
can sense him…not his thoughts, but his feelings…he’s scared…hurt…ashamed…oh
gods what did they do to him.” The rage burned in those piercing scarlet eyes,
dark shadows winding up and around his form, pulling him into their embrace.
“They will be paid back ten fold for whatever evil was done to him…That is a
promise!”
“We’ll
get them back…we will. And Marik and I will help.” Bakura promised his friend,
shadows of his own extending out in the direction of his broken comrade. “And I
think maybe we will start with our doctor friend. I want to know what he was
talking about, just as much as you do.”
Atemu
nodded back at the tomb robber, his gaze almost eerie in its intensity. Even
Ryou nodded in pledge to help, knowing about the return of their powers well
before the current display.
Jou
looked at the shadowy duo with fright in his eyes. The two of them were
terrifying enough without their powers. When had they gotten those back? That
question and others floated around his shocked mind as he quietly retreated
back to the corner of the room instead of offering his help.
Maybe
this was a good thing. If anyone could find out who did this to his small
friend, they could.
A
spike in terrified feelings brought Atemu’s eyes back to the form on the bed.
He gently reached out and took the small, trembling hand into his own,
squeezing lightly.
“Shhh. Little one…I’m here now,
it’s okay…” He whispered, sending calming sensations through the nearly broken
link.
His
words seemed to still the cataleptic youth’s trembling, restoring his breathing
and heart rate back to peaceful rhythms. If only he could break into the boy’s
thoughts and get to him that way. But his little one was too far locked inside
his mind for him to even entertain the idea.
He
would have to sit and wait this one out - to let the boy fight his demons until
he was strong enough to break free of his coma. And then, gods willing, Atemu
could help him the rest of the way. It was the hardest thing he had ever had to
do. To sit back and wait. Even the decision to
sacrifice his life paled in comparison.
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