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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Sasaki looked at the place just across the street for a long time, weighting the options in his hands over and over but they always ended up at the same ending. He was doing to it to get his son back. But just thinking about it made his heart twist painfully in his chest.
“How could this happen?” he asked into the stillness of his car. No doubt one of his ‘charming’ coworkers was trying to get a promotion so they could be the second in line to be Arago’s best man but to drag him into it… How the hell did they even know where to find him? He made sure he never let any information leak out about his life before he joined the business but somewhere down the years he let a few things slip out.
“Damnit Rajura… I know you had something to do with it,” he growled as his hands tighten even more on the steering wheel to the point of pain before allowing himself to take a deep breathe, hold, then release. “I swear once I get Yugi back I’ll tear out your heart.” Stepping out of the car he quickly ran to the house, staying close to the shadows. Everything was quiet and streets empty he quickly jumped over the fence to land in the back yard. He had a job to do and he was determined to finish it. Taking a deep breath he looked at the burned mark in his palm and began the chant.
“Demons of hell and Shadows of night;
Rosefire and Brimwater grant me the right;
Change in size change in shape,
Let my form snap and break.”
The burnt mark in the center of his palm began to glow an eerie black color, making him hiss in pain as the glow spread to every inch of his body. He should have been used to this but each time he used this it was worse than the last time. As the glow covered his body he could feel his bones snap then change, becoming stronger and larger. Not only did his bones break but also his internal muscles, organs, even blood changed into something not from this world. As the insides change so did his outer appearances, his form becoming taller and more muscular. He choked back a cry of pain as he dropped to his knees, hands clenching at his shoulders tightly as his spine arched and strained from his leather jacket. Soon it was over and the pain was gone but the change was complete. His eyes were an unnatural yellow green color and all his senses were heightening as well. Slowly he stood to reveal his full of height of nearly seven feet tall from the tips of his long ears to his strong legs that curved like the hind legs of an animal.
Lifting his head he tested the air. Surgokou was gone but he could feel dark magic prickling ever so lightly. It nearly made his sneeze but he shook his head. His own magic smelled like that so he let it pass. Besides, he didn’t have a lot of time in this form. As long as the night lasted or until his energy fed the magic he stayed like this but even now he took a risk. Looking at the outer wall he flexed his claws fingertips, watching the moonlight glint off his razor talons and began to scale the wall. In no time he had reached the window where he could still smell his son’s scent even through the closed window. His eyes closed as he used the shadows to open the window but he was halted by more scents. Some he recognized but from where he couldn’t remember. His ears twitched and nostrils flared as he slowly slid into the room. Crotched on all fours he stayed as still as he could, letting his ears adjust but it was too late. He had just walked into a trap without realizing it.
“I knew you’d come,” a deep voice said but he didn’t recognize it or the scent. The lights turned on, temporality blinding him but that didn’t matter. With a fierce growl he lunged to the side, listening as a body hit the wall instead of him. His eyes cracked open and he saw that the small bedroom was filled with Yugi’s friends and he was currently sitting on small bed, his back facing the wall it was up against. The sharp talons on his hands pricking at the soft comforter, like how a lapdog would paw at a blanket or pillow before laying down. The dark blonde he remembered as Joey had crashed into the wall in hopes of tackling him, the brunette that was called Tristen was guarding the bedroom door along with the youth with stunning white hair he knew as Ryou but his scent was different, darker if you will.
“What the hell is that!?” a new voice asked but he knew who it was all right. Seto Kaiba, one of the richest young men of this day and one of Yugi’s friends. He growled deeply, crouching lower so his back was slightly arched but kept his knees tightly bent so he could lunge at impossible lengths even in this form. No doubt his appearance startled them but since when did one see a man with the head of a jackal god, hands like ebony talons, legs of a wild beast with the knees bend backwards, and the agility of such a graceful animal born from the scorching deserts of Africa? Never… or so he thought.
“I don’t believe it… a Warrior of Anubis!!” a young man with pale-blonde hair spoke up. Malik Istar watched him with surprised, lavender eyes as he gripped the Millennium Rod so tightly that his knuckles began to turn white from strain. “But how could someone have that kind of power?”
“Anything is possible,” the intruder growled deeply, looking at them each in turn and his gold tipped ears flickered back and forth as they adjusted to all the sounds. From the labored breathing to the racing hearts to the feel of dark magic filling this room alone, he smelled more scents than he could see and knew some of them were hiding. With a resounding growl he raked his claws along the wall, ripping the curtain aside and pulled out a young boy who had been hiding there close, resting the sharp talons against the tender flesh of his victim’s neck.
“Mokuba!!” Said young child was trembling almost violently as the sharp talons almost caressed the sensitive flesh. He was held against he man-beast’s chest tightly with that hand alone but he was too scared to move. Seto had told him that he could be in danger but Yugi was his friend and he wanted to help.
“Let him go you--animal!” Tisten yelled, hands clenching tightly as he resisted the urge to run at him but one wrong move and the young Kaiba could be killed.
“Give me the Millennium Items,” the jackal growled, looking at the pale youth and the Istar in turn. “The Ring, the Rod, and the Puzzle. If not… then I will take this one in their place.”
“Big brother, please help me!!” Mokuba cried out, crystalline tears running down his young face.
“Try and be strong, Mokuba! I promise I will save you!”
“Such a touching scene… Give me the Items and he will go free.”
“How can we trust your word?”
“Can you afford not to?”
Joey shook his head as he blinked the remaining stars away from his sight, bringing a hand to the large knot already forming after hitting the wall. That thing moved so fast, like a living shadow! Biting back the hiss of pain he looked up and saw that the man was now standing before him but judging by the looks of his friends’ faces he saw that he must have something of great important as a shield. He wasn’t until he heard a soft whimper and a flash of raven hair that he realized who it was.
“Let ‘im go damnit!!” With a growl of his own he jumped up onto the man’s back, wrapping both his arms around his neck tightly and tried to pull him back. Surprised the jackal let the boy go and tried to shake the blonde off but it wasn’t working. He tried to pry his arms away and nearly succeed but then Joey grabbed a tight hold of his ear and refused to let go.
Seto quickly picked his brother up, holding him tightly and watched in disbelief as the puppy tried to take down the seven-foot tall creature before them. It looked like a dogfight and the old saying popped into his mind. ‘It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog.’
“Joey, what the hell are you doing?!” he called out.
“Get out of here along with the other items!!” he yelled at him, wincing as he was slammed into the wall but held on tighter. “I failed in being there for Yugi I won’t fail anyone else!”
“Wheeler, are you an idiot?! You’ll get killed!” the dark Bakura yelled at him, eyes wide in disbelief.
“I’ll hold him off and you get Yugi back!!” He looked at them each in turn and for the moment, he smiled weakly at them. It was the same smile he gave the others when Yami Yugi had to duel the spirit of the Ring for their souls back on Duelist Kingdom. He would give him life for his friends, no questions asked. The creature stopped in repeatedly slamming him into the wall. Panting deeply he finally pulled the boy off, having weakened him from all the forced body slams and looked at him, holding him in the air by one arm. Reaching out he grabbed the boy’s chin so he could look at him closer, gold-green gaze narrowing at what he said.
“You would risk your life to save your friends… You would do the same for Yugi?” he asked in a soft growl.
“No questions asked… Yugi has been there for me, since we first meet… he’s saved my ass loads of time… I’ll always be there for him too…” he said softly, blinking slowly as he felt his world begin to darken around the edges so it looked like a tunnel.
For a long time the jackal looked at him before slowly letting go of his face and laid him on the bed. On silent feet he moved to the window and looked at the full moon outside. Everyone was afraid to move but slowly yet quickly Tristen, Malik, even Seto went to Joey’s side to see if he was alright. The creature ignored them but looked to the side when he heard footsteps approach his side. What he saw nearly made him balk.
“You could have killed him and the others but you didn’t… You could have easily stolen the Millennium Rod and Ring…” Yami pointed out as he stared at he man intently, his crimson gazed narrowing the harder he stared. “Sasaki…”
The jackal blinked and his long ears flatten to his skull, lips pulling back in the form of a growl. “You look like my son; yet you can see past my shadows, and you are not fazed by my appearance. Who are you?”
“I go by many names but your son knows my as Yami… and I am the spirit of the Millennium Puzzle. We both want to save Yugi but to do so we must join forces. I doubt that by taking the Millennium Items your boss would let your son go so easily.”
“He promised!! After I left my son to Surgokou he came to me and asked me to join his ranks!! I went willingly because he promised no harm would come to them… Every month I would send them money to ensure a safe and healthy life for him…” Slowly his large frame fell against the wall, long ears flattening against his skull as his sharp talons closed into tight fists. He ignored the drops of red-black blood falling to the floor as a result where the talons punctured the skin of his palms. “I thought I was doing the right thing… I thought I was protecting them from myself…”
Yami frowned as he moved closer so he could look at his green-gold gaze. “What do you mean?”
Sasaki looked up at him and made to say something but his ears twitched as he heard something coming. “Get back!!” he growled, standing up and quickly shoved the young man away then howled in pain as something pierced his shoulder from behind.
“Sasaki!!”
“No!! S-Stay back…!” he growled deeply, growling deep in his chest as the piece of silken thread broke and he fell to his knees. Only one person used silk that fine and looking out the window he growled a single name. “Rajura…”
“Come out, Yami Koku! I know why you’re here and I’ve come to help you out!” a silken voice called out rather smugly. The creature growled as he stood, letting his large jacket fall to the floor to reveal his well-muscled chest barely hidden by the tight tee.
“You all stay here!!” he ordered and jumped out the window. Although only two stories high he landed with grace and ease on his own two feet before a rather handsome young man with wavy white hair falling freely down his back. His skin was white as moonlight and he wore a silk shirt the color of rich wine and tight slacks of dark beige. But what really stood out were the six scythes protruding from his back like those of a spider. “Gen.”
“Kudo,” he said with a smirk.
“I know why you’re here and it’s not to help me. You’ve never helped before even when Arago ordered you so why start now?”
“Oh my deari I i I am hurt! You must think I have some hidden agenda!” he said with mock hurt, placing a delicate hand over his chest.
“You do.”
“Hmm you know me so well… but tell me something Yami.” He looked up to reveal that an eye patch had covered one of his eyes and the other was a very pale and cold, ice blue color. It made Kaiba’s eyes look warm and gentle compared to his own. “Why didn’t you ever tell me that your son was so sweet?” He chuckled when the jackal looked at him with wide-eyes and seemed to tremble where he stood.
“No… oh god no…”
“Hai! I wasn’t able to finish but going through your son’s mind I discovered something very interesting. Seems this boy has some secrets he tried to hide but not from our dear Lord and Master. Ooh I was so tempted to try out your delicious child right then and there but I had my orders. Although I can’t say the same for Doku…” he added while looking rather thoughtful, tapping a finger against his chin.
Sasaki had enough as he howled and leaped at the other man, managing to take him by surprise and raked his claws down his chest but that was it as the spider blades were pulled from his back and he felt all six blades hit him dead on. He felt back with a sharp cry of pain, feeling his blood quickly leave his body but still tried to stand up. He couldn’t keep this form up and felt his body even now begin to change. Bones began to slowly snap and change even as he tried to talk. His voice was a mixture of a jackal’s cry and a human growling. “S-Stay away f-from my son…”
“Or what? As soon as I'm done here I’ll take your precious child as you took him all those years ago,” he smirked, letting the blood stain his silk shirt as the blades moved behind his back like true spider legs.
“That will never happen!!” Both men looked up in time to see a flash of light before someone flew at him. The one known as Gen flew back and crashed into the thick tree in the backyard, nearly snapping it in half with his sudden weight. Sasaki just stared as the person now standing before him. He was dressed as a mage in robes of violet with armor and carrying a jade green staff but that’s when his bones began to reform and his internal muscles changed. Howling in pain he quickly curled into a tight ball, resisting the urge not to whimper but it hurt so damn much!
Yami landed with a soft grunt next to the mage and risked a glance at the dark man but his attention was soon drawn back to the spider man. He looked upset as he regained his footing but now his lower half of his body resembled that of a large tarantula with large blades in place of the legs were sharp blades. His one visible eye was cold and dark but looking at Yami he looked taken back.
“Ku ku… and here I thought you had only one son.” His eye narrowed as he smirked, his long longs stepping closer even as the Dark Magician moved before Yami to protect him. “Nothing can stand against me.” Smirking he held his arms out stretched on either side of his body and opened his mouth. Before anyone could say a word though sticky substance flew out of his mouth and managed to pin Sasaki to the ground. It would have gotten the other two but the magician quickly flew out of the way and Yami used his own shadow powers to deflect the sticky webbing. “Fast… but not fast enough!!” Opening his mouth he kept spitting the strands of silk at them, smirking when Yami fell to the ground, his left foot pinned to the ground.
“Pharaoh!!” the monster made to help him.
“Don’t worry about me just try to stop him!!” he ordered him, quickly pulling a card from his deck and nodded. Throwing it out before him he called out the name. “Silver Fang!” car card glowed brightly before in its place was a beautiful wolf with silver fur and yellow eyes. “Silver Fang! Attack that spider and help the Dark Magician!” With a howl the wolf began running, easily dodging the webbing and leaped up at him.
Rajura held his arm out and cried out in pain as ivory fangs sank into his arm deeply then locked on. “You flea-bitten cur!! Let go!!” But the wolf hung on for deal life, scratching him deeply with his sharp claws. From the bedroom the group could only watch as the two monsters fought against the creature.
“Damnit we have to help him!!” Joey yelled as he pounded his fist on the windowsill.
“How do you expect to fight a thing that isn’t completely human?! You’ll get killed!!” Seto reasoned to him rather loudly.
“The only way I know how… with my fists!!” and with that he jumped out the window and landed roughly on his feet. “Hang on Yami I’m coming!!”
“No Joey! Help Sasaki first, he’s been injured badly!”
“But what about-”
“I’ll be fine!!” The blonde nodded before racing towards the older man. It took some struggling but he managed to rip away the sticky silk and get him to stand with one arm around his shoulders. “Hey can you walk?”
“I can barely stand on my own feet…” he said softly but struggled to stand. Blood continued to fall freely, causing his clothing to get stuck to his skin in a bleeding mess but he refused to leave. “Fire…”
“What?”
“Fire… R-Rajura fears fire… even a lit match… it’s the only way to stop him…” And with that his body gave up and passed out in the young man’s arms. His body couldn’t take the strain and fell unconscious.
“Hey hold up!!” It was no use, Sasaki was out like a light but for how long? ~Fire, he said fire… damnit and with our luck we have no matches or even a lighter!!~ Joey thought to himself angrily, practically dragging Sasaki to the back door but he was only too happy to see it quickly open and his friends came out to help. At once Bakura ran outside and threw out two cards himself.
“Man-Eater Bug and Lady of Faith!!” At once the cards came alive as the Lady cast a barrier to deflect the silk aimed at them. The insect immediately went after Rajura once Silver Fang had been ked ked away but nearly took the spider’s arm with him.
Seto helped drag Sasaki inside along with Tristen while Bakura kept an eye on the monsters. Malik was torn between helping Seto and Tristen stop Sasaki’s intense bleeding or summoning monsters to help out Yami and Bakura but it was Joey who grabbed his arm and quickly pressed a card into his hand.
“Malik, Sasaki said that spider man over there is afraid of fire! That it’s the only thing that can stop him.”
“How can w trust him after what he did?” he hissed at him.
“What do we have to lose? Just here!” He thrust the Flame Swordsman into his hand. The Egyptian looked at him for a long time but nodded and throwing the card out used his own shadow powers to bring it alive.
“Flame Swordsman!” At once the fire warrior appeared, banishing his fiery sword out before him in a guard stance. He waited orders thought but his orders from his true master. Joey couldn’t have bee happier as he stood next to his monster and grinned.
“Okay Flame Swordsman, show that over grown spider what you’re made of! Attack that thing with your Flaming Sword!” he order, pointing to Gen as he reared up then came back down hard, hurling the Man-Eater Bug at the Dark Magician, causing them both to hit the ground hard.
The fire based warrior nodded and took a running head start, the fire animating from his body being absorbed by his large sword before it came alive with flames. Nearing his opponent he leaped high into the air, yelling a battle cry as he brought the sword down. Rajura was unaware of anything that by the time he looked up he watched with fear in his only eye as a figure dressed in sapphire blue and fire red armor came down on him while wielding a broadsword that was literally alive with flames. He tried to get back but it was no use as the blade cut through him. What shocked everyone was that even as the sword cut through him his form shattered like glass and faded from view. He wasn’t the real thing; he was just a very good and lifelike illusion.
“That damn coward… he’s playing with our heads!” Bakura snarled and let the two monsters return back to their cards.
“I'm more interested in what he said earlier,” Yami said in a low tone, thanking the mage and wolf as he let them return to their cards to rest. Malik let the Swordsman return and gave the card but to Joey. The group quickly went back inside to the living room where Tristen was wrapping several bandages around the other man’s body. He let them patch the wounds yet said nothing the entire time. Seto sat back on the love seat with Mokuba, looking at the man that said simply ‘I don’t trust you and I will never trust you’. No one said anything as they sat around the living room, waiting until the tall brunette was done and sat back. Sasaki looked up at them, reaching up to rub at the cross scar over his eye.
Mokuba, being the innocent youth that he was, managed to escape his big brother’s embrace and made his way to the stranger. Confused blue-green eyes looked into his young, blue-gray gaze and it took everything for the man not to flinch when the young boy reached up with a small hand to touch the ugly mark branding his face. He stared at the ground, anywhere so not to see the look of disgust on the boy’s face but had he look he wouldn’t have seen it.
“How’d you get this scar?” he asked softly, carefully tracing the tight patch of skin.
“… I did this to myself.”
“Why?”
“I was going to take out my own eye but at the last minute I stopped and settled for the scar.”
“Why?”
“Because… I deserve it.”
“Why?”
“I did something that I can never, ever forgive myself for.”
“Does it still hurt?”
“… Only when I cry.”
“You don’t seem the kind to cry over anything,” Seto snorted and pulled his younger brother back in his arms, not trusting the other man for a second. For a while it was quiet but Yami broke it by asking a question.
“What was Rajura talking about earlier about Yugi?” Sasaki refused to look at him but his entire posture was tense. Taking a closer look at him he let the conversation from before run through his head for a while before it dawned on him. “Sasaki, look at me.” He didn’t move a muscle; Yami growled deep in his chest as he moved to stand before him and yelled quite loudly, “Look at me, Yami Kudo!!”
The other man looked up at him from sheer reflex and instantly regretted it. Crimson red eyes bore into his eyes and try as he could he was unable to look away. It felt like they were trying to read his soul but wasn’t succeeding.
“I will ask you again, what is the real reason you sent Yugi to live with Surgokou?”
“… So I wouldn’t rape him again.” Although he said it in a low enough tone Yami heard it all and he was not pleased. Growling the spirit pulled his fist back and let it connect with the older man’s jaw. It had enough force behind it to knock him off the sofa but he never bothered to defend himself. “You have every right to hurt me but I never meant to do that.”
“But you did it anyway!! He’s your son and you take advantage of him!!” Yami roared, advancing on him but didn’t get far as Joey quickly went behind him and wrapped his arms around the pharaoh’s tightly, holding him back. “Let me go right now, Wheeler!!”
“Not until you tell us what’s going on!” he gru, do, doing his best to hold him back and not let him go to kill Sasaki.
“Let him go… he has every right to kill me after what I’ve done…” The scared man groaned softly as he got to his feet, not accepting the hands to help him up and sat on the edge of the couch. “When Yugi was about six years old his mother died in a car accident. A drunk driver ran a red light and plowed into her car. The damage? The drunk is now restricted to his wheelchair for the rest of his life and my wife… she paid for his mistake with her life.” Taking a deep breath he stared at the ground, his hands forming into tight fists, breaking open the scabs from his earlier wounds so the blood soaked the bandages and hit the blood in steady drips.
“Afterwards I began to abuse Yugi… I would drink, hit him for a while, then leave. By the time I would come home I would be sober and regret everything I did. I remember one night I trashed the entire living room and kitchen, slapped Yugi around until he was bruised and bleeding then ordered him to clean up the mess by the time I backback. I drove off and ironically enough I went to the cemetery. I stayed there for hours, not saying anything but what could I say? Sakura was the best thing to enter my life as was Yugi… When I came back home it was raining hard and although physically I felt cleansed inside I felt lower than dirt… I entered the home only to find it cleaned. I originally thought he would have run away or hide but no… he continued to stay and continued to love me regardless of the hell I put him through… Entering his room I tucked him in and apologized for hurting him but he said he loved me. I didn’t deserve it but he continued to love me regardless of the pain I put him through.” Slowly he took a deep breath and relaxed his hands, cracking his eyes open to watch the crimson blood that stained his hands.
“During the course of the next several years I began to beat him less and less but … I would hug him for any reason just to feel him in my arms, wishing that I never had to let go but the images that entered my mind…” He made a face, closing his eyes tightly but still a tear rolled down his scared cheek and his hand lashed out, sending a lamp flying into the far wall only to shatter into millions of tiny shards. “One night I was so drunk I could barely thitraitraight but my body was listening to my emotions and enhanced them to a powerful level… one of those emotions was lust.”
At this point everyone finally began to get the idea and looked at him wide-eyed. Joey slowly let the dark spirit go but now he was torn between keeping an eye on him or helping him in torturing the asshole himself. “You… You did that? To Yugi?!”
“You don’t think I regretted that?!” he growled angrily, slowly getting to his feet once more and stood before Yami, looking down at him. Slowly he reached behind him and pulled out a thin dagger made of silver with the handle carved to look like a wolf ready to pounce. Reaching out he took Yami’s hand and closed his fingers around it and guided it to the center of his chest. Slowly Malik’s eyes widen as he realized what he wanted the other spirit to do but was at a loss for words. How could he stand there and let him take his life so easily?
“I have no reason to live for the pain I put Yugi through… I had hoped by sending him here, away from me, away from that house he he would live a normal and healthy life…” he said in a low tone and braced himself. “I deserve to die…”
“Yami you can’t do this!!” Ryou shouted, moving to stop him but was held back by his own dark spirit. “Bakura let me go!”
“Didn’t you hear what he just said? Let him die, he wants it!! Beside he deserves to die after what the hell he did
“And what about you? You two are so alike maybe you should die as well!”
“What the fuck is that suppose to mean?!
“He used to beat Yugi and raped him in the past; you used to threaten not only me but my friends, my father, everyone I cared about! And you nearly raped me once!” he yelled at him, throwing the painful memories back into his face. “But that was one thing I would never let you do and because of that you broke two of my ribs, dislocated my shoulder, and fractured my leg; but that was only the beginning.”
“He did that to youTrisTristen asked surprised but also pissed. “You told me someone almost ran you over!!” Ryou said nothing but looked at his dark half silently, watching the play of emotions in his eyes before slowly reaching up to hold his face in his gentle hands, not allowing him to turn away.
“But I forgave you… Yugi came by one day, visiting me and told me that you hane tne to yami and asked him to banish you back to the Shadow realm for good but he wouldn’t unless I said so. Do you know why I didn’t say yes?”
He said nothing but reached up with a shaking hand and covered his own, closing his eyes tightly before suddenly dropping to his knees and wrapped his arms around his waist tightly, burying his face in his stomach so no one could see the bitter tears run down his face. Ryou said nothing but soothingly ran his hands through his hair, trying to calm him down.
Yami looked at them for a long time then slowly returned his gaze back to the dark man. He had watched what had happened but once more returned his gaze to the silver dagger and nodded for him to take his life anyway. Oh he wanted to thrust that cold steel into his heart, watch as he died before his eyes and make him pay for hurting his aibou, but did Yugi want the same thing? If he did this, would he ever forgive him? His hand tightened over the hilt and Sasaki braced himself for the pain but instead, Yami turned and quickly hurled the dagger out the window with such force and speed it went nearly to the hilt in the old tree in the backyard.
“As much as I want to make you suffer I cannot… Yugi should have a say in the matter and he needs to know the truth,” he explained in a calm, cold voice. “Besides… we still need you to help us get him back.”
In a lavished bedroom two men, one with deep green hair and beady, snake-like eyes and the other with dark, burgundy red hair falling down his back and Egyptian teal eyes, smirked to each other as they looked at the lithe figure laying in the middle of the large, four-poster bed. The room was quite warm due to the massive, stone fireplace twas was the main source of light and heat but every piece of furniture in the room held designs of snakes of all kind. Even the heavy curtains and satin sheets held the design of reptilian scales of deep green, blood red with just a hint of dark gold. But none of that mattered except the drugged figure of their hostage tangled amidst the satin sheets, his poor mind a dazed mess.
“Truly a lovely child,” the man with the snake-eyes hissed softly, leaning over the boy to gently trail a fingertip down his soft, uned ced cheek. The boy stirred and leaned into the feather-light touch, petal soft lips parting as he sighed softly in his sleep. The man’s smirk grew as he leaned down and brushed his lips against the child’s, drinking in the beauty and innocence.
“So hard to believe that our dear Sasaki sired such a lovely child,” the other man murmured softly, reaching out to caress the smooth skin. He delighted in the feel of it, spreading his legs wide enough so he could kneel ben ten them and resumed in exploring the silky softness of his inner thighs.
Although yugi seemed to be lost in a whole other world he could still feel. Whatever liquid had been pumped into his bloodstream earlier made his body feel so numb, disabling his ability to move or even scream for help but it heighten his sense of touch to where every touch or caress immediately spread to his groin. Unfortuny, hy, he could still think.
‘I feel like a puppet whose stings have been cut,’ he thought to himself sadly, hugging his knees to his chest. ‘Yami, where are you? I don’t know how much longer I can keep this up…’ he couldn’t help but whimper.
The red head raised a brow as he heard a whimper escaped the boy’s lips and looked up at his co-worker. “I do believe your venom is wearing off, Naaza, he said softly but didn’t stop caressing the young boy.
“So it would seem, Sh’ten; but maybe he’s just whimpering because he wants more.” Smirking at him he ran his hands through Yugi’s hair, pulling him up to his chest and lowered his lips down to his ear. “Get down on your hands and knees.”
‘Iie! Yamato!’ Yugi tried to yell at his body but he may as well be watching from the outside as his drugged body slowly obeyed. ‘Iie… please…’ he pleased but it was no use. He cried out in pain once more as the scaly man pushed into him from behind, feeling blood begin to fall from his earlier rape but he could do nothing. He was a prisoner within his own mind. He didn’t even have the Puzzle so he could retreat into his soul room.
Sh’ten smirked before prying the boy’s mouth open and commanded him to suck on it. He groaned and gripped Yugi’s head tightly, thrusting his hips into his mouth as he did as he was told. Feeling his suck on him just made his so hot and horny that he commanded him to go harder, thrusting his hips even harder and faster into his mouth, not really caring if he was choking him in the process.
aza aza smirked as he set a steady pace, moaning at the feeling of this child’s body close around him tightly. The molten heat surrounding him like this reminded him of one of his boa constrictors, especially when the muscles slick with blood began to squeeze him when he began to rub against the boy’s prostate. Groaning he pulled down, lowered his hips, then thrusin hin harder than before.
Yugi’s body bucked against his, taking Sh’ten length even deeper down his throat one hand reached out to grasp a hold of the redhead’s hip. His other hand grasp the sheets even tighter, eyes slipping close but deep within his mind the young teenager couldn’t stop crying. Pain kept racing up his spine and his throat felt constricted. Over and over he pleaded for them to stop, to leave him alone, to be back home with his grandfather but nothing answered his prayers. He threw his hands over his ears to try and block out the sounds but he couldn’t. Filthy words littered his mind, surrounding while chanting over and over how a good little whore he was, that his father had the right idea in taking his virginity; that his friends would never want to be near him once they found out, and other lies.
‘Iie… it’s not true… it’s not true!!!’ he screamed out loud, tears streaming down his face but a nagging voice in the back of his mind voiced that it was true. He was a worthless toy to be used and abused for these men pleasure. He could never go back home, never see his grandfather or friends again, never be with Yami.
That was the last straw that broke the camel’s back. Visions of Yami rejecting him once he found out, of Yami claming how he never wanted to see him again, of taking the puzzle away from him and giving it to someone else, of being alone with no one to care for him. Screaming once more he retreated to the deepest corner of his mind, trying to ignore the words and feelings. From a tightly closed eye a small tear managed to escape and slowly rolled down his cheek.
Sh’ten was groaning in ecstasy, holding the boy’s head tightly, pulling at his head before he threw his head back and released into his mouth with a shout. Panting he ordered Yugi to swallow it, praising him as he watched him swallow it. Leaning down he tilted his face and kissed him deeply, tasting his own cum on his swollen, pink lips. “Good boy.”
Naaza grunt with ever thrust, grasping the hips tightly he slammed into the lithe body several more times before coming with a yell that ended in a fierce hiss; his burning hot cum filled the boy’s channel completely, pulling out a weak whimper from his throat that he smirked and pulled out. Satisfied he looked up just in time to see another of their co-workers stormed in, followed by a long stream of curses in several languages before slamming the door shut behind him.
“Rajura… a failed attempt I see?” the green haired man said coolly, sitting against he headboard of his massive bed he pulled Yugi into his lap. The young boy rested with his head against his chest, large eyes opening to mere slits to show how glassy and dazed they appeared and his erection that hadn’t been taken care of during intercourse.
Rajura whirled at his partner-in-arms angrily, hissing as he removed his shirt to show the burnt marks that marred his flawless skin. “Those youths are not to be taken lightly, Doku Hebi! They have an ancient magic by which I have never seen.”
The man with the teal eyes chuckled, running his hand through his deep red strands as he looked at him over his shoulder. He didn’t bother to cover up or such as he moved to Naaza’s side and traced Yugi’s. It had the desired effect, making him moan under his touch and leaned into, silently begging for more his master’s touch. “Our master did warn you, Raj.”
“Don’t think I know that,” he hissed but stopped and silently walked to the bed, shedding his clothes as he did so. Once he was nude he closed his good eye, concentrating and from the middle of his palm the spider mark which was burned in began to glow. The finest strands of silk appeared around his pale figure, merging into an elegant robe the color of rich wine and silver lines of spider webs. Upon opening his pale blue gaze he reached out and trailed fingertips over the child’s fair skin. “I see you two had you’re fun. How was he?”
“Obedient but tight and hot,” Naaza chuckled, running his hand over the child’s chest, teasing the pale nipples as hard as they could.
“And very responsive,” Sh’ten added as he traced trectrection between the boy’s legs, laughing at the whimper and bucking of his hips. “Care to try him out?”
“Don’t mind if I do. I could burn off some frustrations while I'm at it.” Grinning he reached out and took the boy in his arms. He felt so light in his arms but he couldn’t wait to tie him to his bed and take him over and over.
“Just remember what Lord Arago said, we still need the boy alive.”
“I’ll try to remember that.” Opening the door with the power of his mind he left them and headed to his own room decorated with spiders and glittering webs. Looking at Sasaki’s only son he smiled wickedly. “Tonight I will make you scream.”
Back at the hotel room where the Istars were staying, Sasaki felt an icy chill race up his spine that made him shudder almost violently. Even though he was wearing a borrowed shirt and his leather jacket he couldn’t stop shaking. And he enjoyed the cold!
Yami noticed this and looked at him,wninwning some. “Is something wrong?” he asked, gaining the attention of everyone else in the room.
“I wish I knew but something bad just happened.” He didn’t bother to look at him and continued to gaze out the broken window. ‘Yugi… I swear I will come and get you. Just try to hang on.’
Author’s Note: It’s finally done!!! Readers, I am so sorry I haven’t updated in a long time but I have several good reasons!
I was lazy (not a good reason now that I think about it…)
I had school. Yes I'm taking summer classes and I' I'm regretting it. I hate Biology 1!!! *cries*
I got laid off. You heard me right, I was laid off due to budget cuts!! Now I'm debating whether or not to get another job or wait until July.
Massive writer’s block. It happens to everyone but for some damn reason I was in a fluke! d idd ideas but didn’t have the urge to write or draw! And then when I do I look back at what I wrote and I instantly hated it.
Guys, it’s I take too long in a update then e-mail me saying to get off my fat ass and get to work. For example, SyumieHajme@hotmail.com sent me an e-mail just a few days ago. Oh and if you’re reading this, I sent a reply to you but Mailer-Deamon or something said it didn’t go through. Anyway, because of that person I got inspired to finish this!
So everyone, don’t hesitant to bride my, threaten me, anything to get me back up and writing! If it’s bribery I’ll take anything sweet or tempting, toys (don’t ask) and stuff. Okay I’ll stop ranting. In the next chapter the rescue attempt is under way with Sasaki taking the lead. The group will also be getting some help from a surprise ally.
Malik: Wait how can you call him an ally?
Y. Marik: and how come I'm not in this fic yet?! *pouts*
Oh you are such a baby. Look if the reviewers want I’ll out you in the next chapter, okay?
Y. Marik: … *still pouting*
Oh for the love of Anubis *rubs eyes and offers him a bow of Blow-Pops*
Y. Marik: *takes it and begins to suck on several at once*
I can barely suck on two at once. Ooh bad thought! *bands head on desk* Um review please and tell me if you want Yami Marik in the next chapter! *wanders off to find aspirin* Oh damnit I almost forgot! The poem where Sasaki chants to turn into a beast warrior was created by my dear friend Rave and her muse, Treva. Thanks girl! *sends big kiss her way* I couldn’t rhythm myself out of a paper bag.
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