Giving In | By : DracOnyx Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 2476 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer - Hmmm . . . do I really have to say it again?
Review Responses - A big thanks to all who have reviewed. I'm not going to list you all individually, but you all know who you are, and I love each and
every one of you : ) Many of you have been asking about the ending . . . at this point, I will probably write two different endings, although I am not syet.yet.
We shall see.
THIS CHAPTER HAS TEA TORTURE! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! (Not like any of you are going to bhapphappy with that) There is also a good bit
of Yami torture, and a look into what he's going through with all of this. Enjoy.
Chapter 6 - Dementia
Bakura huddled in the Soul Room of his Millennium Ring, trying to still the rampant shaking that was still plaguing him even after two days had passed since
his run in with the dark Yami. He wretched, dry heaving as his stomach tried to empty itself of contents it did not have as he remembered the taste of
Yami's seed spilling into his mouth, the movement sending up a dull flare of pain from the wounds he still sported internally from the Shadow Game he had
been forced to participate in.
Ryou was blissfully asleep and unaware of all that had occured. Bakura was glad that he had locked the boy in his Soul Room . . . the last thing he needed
was to put up with his weak hikari pestering him with questions as to what was wrong with him, especially when he had no way to answer those questions.
At least, not without having to tell the boy that he had lost to the bastard once again . . . or what had been done to him. Shame burned deep within him,
vying with anger for his primary emotion at how he had been forced to submit and used against his will. He hated to admit it, but he was afraid. Something
dark had been unleashed, and had summarily taken the place of the familiar annoyance whom he called Pharaoh . . . and he wasn't sure if he could handle it.
"Fuck it . . ." he growled, standing slowly and taking possession of his hikari's dormant body once again. Pride be damned . . . he was going to need help
on this one, and those stupid mortals were the only chance he had. He'd drowned himself in self-pity long enough . . . now it was time for revenge.
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Yami stood in the shadows of the school, watching the exiting students with a jaundiced eye until he spied a familiar curvy brunette striding through the
doors, her backpack slung carelessly over one shoulder as she talked anedlyedly with some gaggle of giggling females. He snorted in disgust . . . did the
silly prat ever shut up? Between her raving about 'friendship' and 'trust' all the damn time, and her more than obvious interest in him, he was hard pressed
to not go with the desire to just slit her throat and be done with it. But that wouldn't be nearly as much fun as what he had planned . . . and it wouldn't
serve to further his purpose in damaging everything his weaker self had built up in this time. He needed the Pharaoh's ties to this time weakened further . . .
as his other slipped further into depression and darkness, they came that much closer to becoming one being once again, which was his ultimate desire.
Well, that and destroying his little hikari.
He fingered the hole in his Puzzle absently, cursing under his breath. That little shit had managed to do more damage then he probably knew . . . by
removing that partic pie piece, he had severed the tie between the Pharaoh and the Puzzle. Because of his link with the slight teenager, the Pharaoh was now
safely behind his hikari's Soul Room door and out of the reach of his darkness, something he did not like in the slightest. But that was fine . . . eventually,
what he was doing would cause the Pharaoh to act rashly and come out from his protection . . . and that was when the shadow would strike. Until then, he
would have to satisfy himself with torturine ote other mortals of the little 'group' while furthering his own ends . . . especially since he knew that Yami was
still connected with him enough to feel everything that he did.
He smirked, his blood red eyes glowing with pleasure as he thought of what this was going to do to the stubborn, overly good part of himself. As much as
his other was trying to deny it, he was getting pleasure out of what his darkness was doing. He'd been without a body for so long that any pleasant
sensation was enjoyable . . . even one born from the darkness and pain of his own shattered soul. He'd felt the Pharaoh struggling to deny it when he'd
taken little Yugi's innocence . . . and it had only tasted sweeter when he'd forced himself on Bakura. That had been more revenge based than anything . . .
but oh, had it been fun. He wasn't sure if he should have left the Tomb Robber alive as he had . . . the white haired thief had been notorious for pulling off
the impossible back in Egypt, after all . . . but in the end, it left one play toy out there who was both deathly afraid of him and too stubborn not to keep
coming back for more.
Speaking of play toys . . . his thoughts turned towards the Shadow Realm, and the still captive Joey. The blonde was still unconscious, which was proving
to be much more irritating than he would have thought. He had a score to settle with the blonde dimwit . . . the mutt had been living off of him for long
enough, and Yami was not one to tolerate parasites. He was sick of having to rescue the stupid teen from his own idiocy time and time again. But that score
would be settled soon enough . . . for now, he had a Tea to torment.
Using the ally's that ran throughout Domino, he followed the brunette towards her after school job, grimacing in disgust as she began to hum a tuneless
song under her breath. The girl cheery outlook on life disgusted him . . . she needed a wake up call to reality . . . and he was about to give it to her.
He reached the fast food restaurant well ahead of the girl, and waited in the shadows. She passed by the alley way slowly, never even aware of the danger
she was in until her name being whispered from the darkness drew her attention.
"Yami?" she said quietly, stepping in to the shadows . . . and that was when he struck. Grabbing her from behind, he held the knife to her throat, fighting
back the urge to just cut it and leave the girl to drown in her own blood.
"Be still," he growled, freezing her in her tracks as his breath tickled her ear.
"Yami," she whimpered. "What's going on? What are you doing?"
"Teaching you a lesson you won't soon forget, Tea," he hissed, before dragging her bodily into the abandoned warehouse that opened into the alleyway.
There was an office in the corner . . . that would be perfect for his plans, and no one would look for them here, even if someone did happen to come into
the warehouse at all. He cursed Yugi under his breath again for taking that single piece of the Puzzle . . . while not debilitating, it did put a strain on his
Shadow Magic, which meant he couldn't just summarily summon the Shadow Realm at the moment. But that was fine . . . his little light would pay soon
enough.
Throwing the girl into the dark room, he locked the door behind them and then flicked on the light nearby, enjoying the gasp that slithered out of the
brunette as she got a good look at him. He knew he looked like hell . . . his darkness was warping him, and because of Bakura, much of his clothing was
torn and haggard.
"What's happened to you? Is this . . . did the rape do this to you?" she murmured, sinking against the ancient wooden desk. Yami ignored her, perusing the
office carefully for his needs. Spying zip ties in the corner, he waltzed over to them, a dark grin spreading over his face as he picked them up. "Yami . . .
we're your friends. Friends help each other . . . you have to let us help you. We can get through this . . . you just have to trust us and rely on our friendship
. . ." A harsh slap broke her rant in mid-stride, a gasp echoing through the room as she stared up into blazing red eyes, tears pooling and sliding down her
cheeks as she raised a hand to her aching cheek in shock.
"Shut . . . up . . ." Yami growled, leaning over her, trapping her within his arms as he braced himself against the desk with an arm on either side of her
frozen form. "Reality lesson for you, sweet little Tea . . . not everything is flowers and gumdrops in real life. Friendship means exactly jack shit to the
average person, and means even less to me. I'm sick to death of hearing you prattle on about such nonsense. It's time you did what every good little bitch
should do and opened your legs for a real man to take what he wants." He staggered back as she slapped him, the blow having surprising strength behind it
for such a slight woman. He glared up at her, his head swinging back around as he met her gaze, anger and fear warring in her eyes as she stared at him in
shock.
"How DARE you?!" she hissed, her hands on her hips, danger forgotten as anger clouded her judgement. "I don't care if you WERE a Pharaoh back in
Egypt, you son of a bitch, but by GOD you will treat me with some respect. Women are not just warm bodies for you to use at your whim in this time, and
I'll be damned if I will put up with that from you, friend or not!" She choked as a lightly tanned hand suddenly found her throat, the grip tightening as she
sagged to her knees, staring up in shock and fear at the angry man standing in front of her. She hadn't even seen him move . . .
"Don't you DARE talk to me about respect, you worthless slut!" Yami hissed, his hand clenching tighter around her throat. "Do you think I haven't
noticed you panting over me like a bitch in heat?! You play games with men's minds, making them think they have a chance only to turn them away because
of your infatuation with me! I'm not blind, you stupid girl . . . but I'm about to give you what you've wanted so badly." He smiled coldly, pushing her back
onto the desk and quickly using the zip ties to bind her hands to the thick, heavy oak chair that rested behind it as she gasped for breath. He stood between
her thighs, careful to keep her legs to either side of him so that she couldn't kick him before reaching out and ripping open her blouse, buttons popping
from the abused fabric as he bared her lace clad breasts to his gaze. "It has been a long time since I had a woman . . ." he murmured, reaching out to brush
one nipple through the flimsy fabric.
Tea whimpered at the caress, her eyes wide and staring as she tried to make sense of what was happening. This wasn't possible . . . Yami wouldn't do this
to her . . . he couldn't! She fought back tears as she felt a cold metal blade slide under the thin material, slicing through it easily and releasing her ample
breasts to the cool air of the dank office.
"Yami . . . don't do this, please . . . we only want to help . . . this isn't going to solve anything . . ." she whimpered, and cried out as one nipple was caught
in teeth, the pain excruciating as Yami bit down on the sensitive nub, his hand clamping painfully over the other soft mound of flesh. She screamed as she
felt teeth break through the soft skin, Yami tearing and sucking at the blood that welled up from the wound he had caused as his other hand left her breast
to trail the knife teasingly down her ribs to the waist band of her skirt. The sound of tearing cloth was nearly lost beneath Tea's sobs, the girl yanking at her
restraints as she tried desperately to get away.
*-------*-------*-------*-------*
Yugi glanced up, startled as a sudden gasp from Yami caught his attention. His other had fallen to his knees, his eyes wide and staring as his hands
clenched into fists near his temple, pressing against the lightly tanned skin as if he was trying to block something out.
"Yami?" Yugi whispered, sensing that something was wrong with his other. He backed up fearfully as blazing crimson eyes turned to look at him, the lightly
tanned face flushed as Yami panted as if he had just run several miles in the space a few seconds.
"My other . . . has Tea . . ." he gasped, clutching suddenly at his stomach with both hands and leaning over, dry heaving. Yugi approached him slowly,
only to skitter backwards at Yami's next words. "GET AWAY!" the spirit choked out harshly. "Don't come near me . . . my god, how can I enjoy this
even as it revolts me?" he whimpered, curling in on himself.
"Enjoy this?" Yugi murmured, suddenly horrified. "Yami . . . you don't mean that . . ."
"Ra damn it, Yugi . . . don't you understand!" Yami snarled, his back arching as if he was fending off a blow. "He is a PART of me, Yugi . . . an
unwelcome part, but a part none the less. Everything he does, I can FEEL . . . and yes, Anubis take me, in some dark corner of my soul I'm ENJOYING
it!" Lust filled crimson met wide, frightened amethyst suddenly, forcing Yugi to step back in fear. "Yes, little one . . . fear me. Fear this thing that I am . . .
because I cannot help myself. Even as I disgust myself . . . I'm LIKING what he is doing and rejoicing in it." Yami crawled his way into a far corner, as far
away from his hikari as he could, huddling in on himself, the slight frame shaking uncontrollably. "Now do you see . . ." he whispered. "Why I cannot
forgive myself, and why you should destroy the Puzzle? Now do you understand . . . how I cannot go on after this?"
Yugi could only watch, his mind filled with horror and fear as he watched Yami struggle with himself.
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Yami growled low in his throat as Tea tried to close her legs, pinning his thighs in between hers as she desperately attempted to stop what had started. The
girl had begun to shake uncontrollably, her moans hoarse and choked as he cut the thin cotton panties away, revealing her feminine core to his hungry gaze.
He smiled as he felt his other's presence . . . the Pharaoh was fighting his own reactions to this. Good . . . let him fight. It would only serve to weaken him
further.
He probed harshly at the girl's entrance, his fingers easily parting the soft folds of flesh until he found the nub at the center of her womanhood. Leaning
down, he licked at it playfully, illiciting a moan from the girl beneath him even as she struggled against her own body. How he loved doing this . . . turning
their bodies against their minds, making them fight him on every level of their consciousness. The torture was exquisite . . . a symphony of pain and horror
that he tasted in the air like a drug. He clamped down on the sensitive flesh with his teeth, a shriek of pain accompanying the action as Tea's back arched in
an attempt to move away from the source of the pain. He pinned her hips harshly to the desktop, fingertips digging into the soft flesh of her thighs as he
licked, nipped, and sucked harshly at the small mound of skin, enjoying the moans of pleasure filled pain that filled the still air. Reaching down with one
hand, he freed himself from his suddenly too tight leather pants, one hand playing absently with the hardened flesh as he continued to torment the girl with
her own bodies traiterous responses. Leaving off before he succumbed too soon to his own desires, he thrust his fingers into the girl, pleased when he
encountered the small barrier of flesh that signified that she was still a virgin.
'Perfect,' he thought hazily, blood red eyes gleaming with unholy light as he anticipated the pain that would accompany him tearing through that barrier and
taking the slight girl's virginity. 'Let's see you recover from this, Pharaoh . . .'
*Please . . . Ra, stop!* an answer came back, resounding through his head. The tone was desperate, filled with lust and horror in equal measure. He
grinned, pausing to concentrate on sending a mental image to his recalcitrant other self so that the Pharaoh would know exactly what was going on.
*Why would I want to do that, Pharaoh? Or are you ready to give up yourself and our innocent little light to save this girl?*
*NEVER! You will never lay hands on Yugi again!* was his answer, the voice almost choked with too many emotions to begin to sort through. The dark
chuckled lightly, savoring the feel of his other's pain filled mind.
*Then sit back and enjoy the ride, Pharaoh . . .* he replied, smiling coldly down at the girl beneath him. *I know you are.*
*Anubis take you, you fucking bastard!*
*Tsk, tsk, Pharaoh . . . is that any way to talk about yourself?*
*You ARE NOT me!* the Pharaoh howled, his voice desperate.
*You sound as if you are trying to convince yourself of that, weaker self. Admit that you are enjoying this . . . and that we are one and the same.*
*NEVER!*
*So be it . . .* the dark Yami replied. Slipping on a condom, he shoved himself deep into the warm body beneath him, reveling in the pain filled scream that
was ripped from Tea's throat as he took her virginity in one harsh movement. He rode the girl harshly, slamming into the thin body as one hand gripped her
thigh to hold her still, the other clamped on one soft breast. He felt his other struggling to withdraw his consciousness from their linked mind, and tightened
his mental hold on it even as he felt his release coming on.
*-------*-------*-------*-------*
Yugi listened to the conversation between the dark and light Yami in horror, his body frozen as his mind scrambled to make sense of everything he was
hearing.
Yami gagged in the corner, his body shivering as he tried to curl further into a ball, desperately attempting to block out the waves of pleasure that were
echoing through him at what his dark self was doing. It was no use . . . his dark had a firm hold on his mind, and wasn't letting go, even as he shoved
himself deeper and deeper into Tea's warm, welcoming body. He screamed as his dark came, the sensation triggering his own disgust filled release, soiling
himself in his pants before his darkness let him withdraw.
"Yugi . . ." he croaked, his voice cracking as he refused to look up at his horror filled light. "Someone . . . Ra, just kill me and let this be over with . . ." he
whispered. He glanced up at Yugi, his light still hovering in the far corner, staring at him in shock, and forced himself to smile. "Now do you see . . . Ra,
please, just hate me, Yugi and get it over with. I can't control this . . ." His eyes rolled back in his head, darkness rolling over his mind as he collapsed.
He never felt Yugi pull him into his lap, his little light's fingers pushing the blonde bangs out of the way gently as tears dripped down his innocent face.
"I can't hate you Yami . . ." Yugi whispered, his voice breaking as he stared down at his unconscious and tormented other. "You can't help it . . . anymore
than I could help my body responding to him when he raped me. It's our nature . . . the body isn't connected to the mind when it comes to that.
Pleasurable sensation is just that . . . sensation, whether wanted or not. It's not your fault . . . it's no one's fault but his." Sighing, he lay his head on his
other's chest and sobbed, mourning the pain and fear his other was suffering . . . and his friend's lost innocence.
*-------*-------*-------*-------*
Withdrawing from the still form beneath him, he reached up and grasped Tea's chin roughly, turning her face so he could look into her eyes. Perfect . . .
they were blank and empty, her mind having broken under the strain. He grinned in satisfaction, pulling the condom off and dismissing it to the Shadow
Realm absently before untying the girl and readjusting himself.
He debated what to do with the empty shell before him before deciding to send her to join her precious 'friend' in the Shadow Realm to await his pleasures.
Another toy to add to his growing list.
"Let them comfort each other when they awake . . . it will only make it that much more fun when I tear them apart," he murmured. Flicking off the light
switch, he left the room, leaving the torn clothing and snapped zip-ties behind. He wouldn't need them anymore . . . and neither would Tea where she was.
He had other plans to make now.
Author's End Note - Review . . . please? *gives big puppy eyes* pretty please? *ignores her muses rolling their eyes in the background*
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