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Disturbed	By : SecretSoul Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Disturbed
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-last
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SecretSoul: you ppl, I swear�where are the reviews? God, if you hate it let me know, lol. Doesn�t me I�ll stop writing, though. But reviews are good.
Disturbed : Chapter 7
Malik had went with the nurses Rick and Monroe to a Motel 6 and the two split the bill for a one bedded room. Malik followed them to the room and the three sat down on the full sized bed, Rick taking his shirt off and then he pulled Malik�s shirt off.
�I said questions first� Malik reminded, Monroe removing his shirt as well.
�Yeah, ok. So ask already� Rick smiled and ran his hands up and down Malik�s back, Monroe removing his own shoes, then Malik�s.
�What really happened to both Bakura and Ryou in their childhood? Why did Bakura still believe his brother was dead?� Malik asked, Rick�s hands moving to his chest.
�When the police found Bakura at the man�s house he was staying at, they found a Satanic altar, the apartment a complete mess filled with cock roaches and mice and Bakura in a small room naked and his wrist bandaged. It was obvious the man had been draining Bakura�s blood and fucking him as well. When they went to Bakura�s parents� apartment, it was pretty much in the same condition, with the altar and stuff. There were literally skeletons of pets like dogs, cats, even birds around the altar and bottles of blood in a cupboard, which both were used for rituals and sacrifices. They found home videos of the rituals that were held both indoors and at cemeteries, some involving the animals, and some involving the other people�s children either with Bakura and Ryou, or each child individually. They would bleed the children, fuck them, some even killed their kids� Rick explained and made Malik laid down and he began to undo Malik�s pants.
�Like what kind of things besides that?� Malik asked, Monroe removing the rest of his clothing as well.
�Well, they�d drug them, make them drink each other�s blood. Make them recite things, burn them, make them touch or have sex with each other. Weird shit that doesn�t really have anything to do with real Satanism if you read about it. They were just using that to abuse, I think. There�s a video of when his brother, Ryou, supposedly died and police have talked with Ryou, but he claims to not remember anything or what they�re talking about. He thinks that it�s just a coincidence that he and Bakura look alike� Rick took off the rest of his clothes, �Anything else?� he asked impatiently.
�So Ryou has amnesia?� Malik wanted to clarify.
�So he claims he doesn�t remember and the cops thinks its best he doesn�t and leaves him alone. I think he does remember, he just doesn�t want to get involved. I�ve heard of post traumatic stress disorder, but there�s no way you forget something like that� Monroe shook his head.
�I want to bring Ryou in to see Bakura, I told Bakura I would� Malik sat back up and looked at the nurses pleading for another visit.
�You�re really pushing it kid�we might be able to get just him in, but not you� Rick looked at his friend.
�Yeah, we�ll probably get our asses chewed out once they see you on the security cameras� Monroe agreed.
�So do you know how Ryou survived at all?� Malik asked, still confused by it all.
�No, I haven�t personally seen the videos, only the cops have that� Rick shook his head.
�Well, how old was Ryou when he supposedly died?� Malik asked.
�I heard he looked to be about ten years old� Monroe answered.
�You done yet?� Rick asked, taking off the rest of Malik�s clothes.
�Yeah, but I really don�t think your information was worth a fuck� Malik replied honestly.
�Well, that was the deal, punk. You know you�ll like it. You seem slutty enough� Rick said a bit pissed, �Just try to enjoy yourself.�
�Now get your scrawny ass over hear and suck my cock� Monroe ordered, leaning against the head board and opened his legs for Malik to lay between them.
Malik glared at the man but moved anyway and laid on his stomach and began to lick the African American man�s balls and then ran his tongue up his shaft, using one of his hands to now massage the man�s sacks. Monroe closes his eyes, enjoying himself, making slight grunting noises occasionally. Rick took out some lotion and lubed his cock and spread Malik�s legs far apart. Malik took Monroe completely in his mouth as he consciously tried to relax his lower body, wondering why exactly he was doing this. He could have tried to leave, right? Would they have really forced him to stay? Malik felt Rick enter him a bit quickly, whimpering slightly at the pain.
�Uhhh, yeah�now that�s tight� Rick moaned and slowly began to thrust.
Malik rolled his eyes and continued sucking faster and harder on Monroe, feeling himself becoming very erect as Rick�s penis stroked his prostate. Malik tried to not gag on Monroe, even though he was relaxing his throat; he had to admit the nurse was slightly larger and more girthy than Pegasus. Malik began to use his other hand to assist in his blow job, knowing Monroe was being driven over the edge. He felt Rick began to thrust faster into him, letting his own moan escape his own throat at the pleasure. Malik could taste Monroe�s pre-cum and he took a moment to stop and catch his breath, still using his hand to stroke the man. Malik breathed hard as Rick continued to fuck him and he raised his own hips enough to reach down and start stroking himself and put Monroe back in his mouth. Malik felt Monroe start to cum in his mouth, the African American man grunting in his own bliss. Malik swallowed some before he gasped and let out a moan as he came, Monroe�s load shooting onto his face and getting in his hair.
�Uh, damn�� Rick threw his head back as he came just as he pulled out of Malik, his semen pouring onto Malik�s lower back and ass.
�God damn, boy, that was better than my girlfriend�s� Monroe chuckled, shaking his head, Malik slowly sitting up and wiping the cum from his face.
�Yeah, it�s better than fucking my fat bitch� Rick agreed, getting off the bed.
�Isn�t she pregnant?� Monroe asked, getting off as well; the two grabbed some tissue to wipe themselves off.
�Yeah, about five months. She�s having a girl, go figure. I was hoping for another son� Rick shrugged and the two got dressed.
�Are you staying or something?� Monroe asked Malik, who still sat on the bed starring at the floor in his own thoughts.
Malik�s attention snapped back to the present, �Huh? Yeah, I�m taking a shower here to get your shit out of my hair� Malik got up and went to the bathroom, closing and locking the door.
He listened until the two nurses left and he got in the tub and turned on the warm water, tears in his eyes. //I can�t believe I did that�something is wrong with me. I am crazy. I think I love an insane serial killer, I let some guy fuck me and gave another guy a blow job in the same bed, both of which were older than be by at least ten years. I have an older boyfriend that�s twelve years older than me and he can be abusive// Malik stood deep in his thoughts for thirty minutes and came back to reality when the water started to turn cooler. He washed and got out and quickly put his clothes on, then checked out of the motel. Malik went to his car and started to drive back to campus, realizing he had enough time to make it to his last class, then afterwards he could talk to Ryou.
After his class Malik found Ryou on the same bench, but no sign of Noah or Marik. Malik sat next to Ryou, who gave him a small smile.
�So they just ditched you, huh?� Malik asked, opening a bottle of Cherry Coke.
�It�s ok. They just wanted to have lunch together, I understand that. How has your day been?� Ryou asked to start small talk.
Malik shrugged, �Ok. I skipped my first three classes to see your brother� Malik said bluntly, Ryou looking at him with wide eyes, his body completely still.
�W..what?� Ryou asked finally, �I�don�t have a brother.�
�Yeah you do. He remembers you. You know, that psychopath serial killer guy, Bakura Ryou? You two are twins, right?� Malik asked casually.
�Why are you asking me these things? So we look alike, so what? God, Malik, are you this blunt and rude to everyone? I have to go, excuse me� Ryou said offended and began to gather his things.
Malik grabbed Ryou�s upper arm, Ryou looking at him angrily, �Ryou, please go visit him. He misses you. All this time he thought you were dead. They�re going to have a trial for him next week and they�re trying to execute him. He�s your twin brother, Ryou� Malik watched as Ryou�s chocolate brown eyes filled with tears.
Ryou shook his head, �Stop it, Malik, let go of me� Ryou shook his head as Malik let go of his arm, �I can�t, Malik. It�s best he dies. He�ll just be out of his misery, then.�
�It�s not best for him!� Malik accidentally raised his voice, a few students passing by looking at them. �I�m sorry, Ryou, it�s just�I care for Bakura, ok?� Malik sighed and sipped his Coke, Ryou looking at him, not sure how to feel.
�You care for him? Like, you�� Ryou began but was cut off by Malik.
�Yes, I love him� Malik said irritated and glared at the ground. �I don�t know why. I�I see him like no one else does. He�s more calm and more�human when he�s with me� Malik looked at Ryou, �And I told him you were alive. He about went crazy and he cried both angry and happy tears. I told him I�d try to get you to see him. Please, Ryou, you mean a lot to your brother.�
Ryou wiped his tears away, �If I see him, the police are going to start questioning me again, and they might even put me in jail or something for lying to them.�

�You could have suddenly remembered. Trust me, I�m the one with a psychology major� Malik smiled, �Come on. You can go tomorrow. Just to tell him hi.�
�I don�t know. It seems like a bad idea to me� Ryou starred at the ground and his body was slightly startled when he felt Malik put an arm around him.
�It�s ok, Ryou. I know you and him had a terrible childhood. Have you ever gotten counseling for that at all?� Malik asked, seeing as fresh tears filled Ryou�s eyes and fell down his cheeks, people starring at them as they walked by.
�N..not professionally� Ryou sniffed. �I haven�t really talked about it. I don�t know why Bakura ended up the way he did and I�m rather�normal, for the most part. I�m always scared that one day I�ll go crazy like him� Ryou turned and buried his face in Malik�s shoulder and neck.
Malik put his arms around Ryou to comfort him. He was a bit surprised that Ryou was this open when they still didn�t really know each other yet. Malik couldn�t help but wonder if he had a gift for helping people or had some kind of connection with Ryou and Bakura in some way. It seemed like fate that he met them and they both seemed to open up so much with him and trust him.
�Come on, Ryou. We can go back to my place or yours and talk about it if you want� Malik offered, running his hands along Ryou�s back.
Ryou sniffed and sat up, wiping his eyes, ��Ok� he nodded, �We can go to my place.�
The two stood and gathered their things and walked to an apartment building. Ryou led the way up the stairs and unlocked the door.
�Mokuba�s not here right now. He�s got classes all day. He�s doing double majors� Ryou explained.
�Wow, over-achiever� Malik shook his head and sat on the navy blue couch.
�Want something to drink?� Ryou asked politely.
�No, I�m good� Malik assured.
Ryou sat next to Malik on the couch, �I really don�t know where to start� he admitted.
�Well, what do you remember?� Malik asked softly.
�Everything� Ryou shook his head and took his shoes off, then pulled his knees up and hugged them tightly.
�What�s �everything�? Start from the beginning� Malik suggested in a supportive tone.
Ryou seemed to think for a moment then took a long, deep breath. �I remember the rituals. My parents claimed to be Satanists and they �worshipped� with three other families and a few other people. In between the rituals my parents would barely feed us and if we did anything wrong they�d beat us. They often kept us separated until it was time for a ritual. But we did go to school together. It was a run down �ghetto� school, since we lived in what we called the �ruins of downtown�. B..Bakura was always quiet, actually. He always seemed angry but kept everything inside. He figured he was abnormal enough, we both were. I did have two friends and he never made any friends. That always frustrated him. I tried to get my friends to like him, but they didn�t like him like they did me. When we�d come home from school our parents would be at work; my dad worked as a car salesman at a dealership that wasn�t doing too well and he only got commission. Mom worked at a nasty strip club. That club would hire any woman to work there and the people that went there weren�t much better. Bakura and I would try and find something to eat while they were gone; we didn�t care about the later consequences. We�d sit and watch our stolen cable and we usually held each other to show that�that we did love each other as brothers and that neither one of us liked what our parents and the others made us do in the rituals� Ryou sniffed as he began to cry again.
Malik put an arm around Ryou and let the white-haired boy lay his head on his shoulder, �What did they make you do?� Malik asked quietly.
�When we were really little, like four to I think it was nine years old they�d tie us up, get �fresh� blood from our bodies. Drug us up with whatever, I don�t even know. I did have to go to rehab later for being addicted to numerous things. They�d make us touch them and give them oral sex, men and women� Ryou covered his face as he cried; he felt so embarrassed and ashamed for that and telling Malik those things.
�Shhh, Ryou, it�s ok. I know those things weren�t you or Bakura�s fault� Malik hugged Ryou tightly.
�Then�then they started making us fuck on the big altar table. I don�t even remember how they justified that. They made us fuck the other couple�s daughters, sons, each other. They made us give the other kids and each other oral sex, they made us cut ourselves and each other and the other children. W..when I was�eleven they m..made me fuck this twelve year old girl. She ended up pregnant�� Ryou�s body shook as he cried. �T..they sacrificed her and the baby before it was even born to Satan�they killed my child, Malik� Ryou began to sob and Malik hugged him tightly, Ryou putting his arms around Malik and cried into his chest.
Malik rocked Ryou a bit; he had no idea those things had happened to Ryou and Bakura.
�They made me drink her blood and th�then they tied me down to the table�there was this awful music playing, there always was. They slit my wrists and carved an inverted pentacle on my stomach and gave me some kind of drug. I remember hearing Bakura screaming and being hit or something and then taken to another room. After that I don�t know what happened. I blacked out and when I next woke up I was at the dump on the other side of town. I guess my heart had stopped and they thought I was dead. I was wrapped in this black sheet. I suppose they had put me in a dumpster� Ryou clutched Malik�s shirt as he remembered. �I was guessing I had been laying in the dump for a few days. I was starving and I found a paper near me that was dated three days after that day. I don�t know how or why I woke up, but I was only eleven. I kept the sheet around my naked body and walked to a homeless shelter. They gave me food and donated clothes and they were going to put me in an orphanage, but I had heard that living there was just as bad as if I had stayed home. I know now that that would have been the best thing for me, but instead I left the homeless shelter and�I�I became a prostitute and lived in an abandoned building for a year, saving my money and hoping that someone didn�t come in the building and kill me. When I was twelve I convinced this landlord to let me rent a small apartment, since I did have the money. But�um, in order to stay there I had to let her fuck me and stuff for free, on top of still prostituting myself. I put myself back in a different school. I�d come home and do my homework, go out and fuck people until one or two in the morning, come home and do my landlord for free, plus my rent and she�d feed me afterwards, then I�d go to bed. I did that until I was sixteen and was able to get a real job at Wal-Mart and I stalked shelves at night. I�ve been working there ever since� Ryou lifted his head, noticing his tears and running nose had made Malik�s shirt wet. �Oh, I�m so sorry� he apologized with a sniff and grabbed some Kleenex.
�Don�t worry about it� Malik just sat in shock; he had never heard anything so upsetting in all his life.
Ryou shook his head, �I never went to see Bakura. I was too afraid. Then I seen him go to jail for murder and I seen his trial on tv and how crazy he acted. Then I learned that he had been institutionalized at the Landchester Mental Asylum and the police had come to my door, somehow finding out I was alive�I did still use my name�and started asking me all these questions�� Ryou blew his nose.
�And you claimed to have amnesia about all of it� Malik finished.
�Yeah�sometimes I think I am crazy too, but not like him. Instead I cut myself and attempt suicide three or four times. Despite me having got myself this far and I�m going to college and I have a job and a nice apartment with a good roommate�I still hate myself. My self-esteem is shit� Ryou chuckled and looked at Malik, �I bet you think I�m really fucked up now, don�t you?�
�No� Malik answered honestly. �I�m glad you told me all of this. I hope I can help you in any way I can. No one should have to go through what you and Bakura did. God, Ryou, I�m so sorry� Malik wasn�t sure what else to say; he was still trying to soak up all that Ryou had said.
�Why do you want to help me?� Ryou asked doubtful of Malik�s motives.
�Because you�re a human being. You have the right to be treated as one and to be happy and to love and to be loved. You deserve a good life just like everyone else, Ryou. And so does Bakura� Malik moved some of Ryou�s hair behind his shoulders.
Ryou shook his head, �It doesn�t really matter. Sometimes I wonder why I�m even trying�� he sighed and bit his lower lip.
�Why do you say that?� Malik asked, continuing to stroke Ryou�s hair.
Ryou sniffed again, trying to talk around the lump in his throat, �Be�because I�I�I have�I have AIDS, Malik� Ryou looked down so ashamed and covered his face as he began to cry again.
Malik�s eyes were wide with the new information; that was something he was not expecting, but it did make sense. After all that happened to him with his parents and all the mixture of blood and knifes that probably weren�t clean and the sexual actions they made him do, and then Ryou being a prostitute for so long, something like that was almost inevitable.
�I�m going to die, Malik�soon�before my time. I don�t know why I didn�t just die all those years ago. My life is cursed to be a living hell� Ryou dug his fingernails into his skull as he cried angrily into his hands.
�No, Ryou, everything happens for a reason. And it could be a while before you�before the disease�don�t give up, ok?� Malik hugged Ryou, �You have medications and get treatment, don�t you?�
�Thanks, Malik. Yeah, I have medications, but they�ll only help for so long� Ryou said softly, hugging the Egyptian.
Malik�s cell phone rang and he sighed and pulled it out of his pocket, �Hello?� he answered and began to rub Ryou�s back, Ryou�s head laying on his chest. �I�m sorry, Pegasus�I know I should have called if I was going to be late�I�m helping a friend�it was important�alright, I�ll be there soon�uh-huh�love you, too, bye� Malik hung up and put his cell phone back in his pocket.
�Was that your boyfriend?� Ryou asked curiously.
�Yeah�� Malik sighed and continued to rub Ryou�s back.
�You obviously don�t love him� Ryou tightened his hug around Malik�s waist.
�I thought I did at first�but I don�t know how to break it off with him, I work for him. And once I graduate he�d be a good reference for me getting a good job, he even may let me have one where he works. I know that makes me sound like a shallow, selfish person� Malik moved his hand underneath Ryou�s shirt to better run his fingertips along Ryou�s soft back.
Ryou was a bit taken back by Malik moving his hand, �D..don�t you love my brother?� he asked as more of a reminder.
�Yeah�I still need to figure out how to keep him from going to jail� Malik sighed, his hand brushing against Ryou�s waist line of his jeans.
�I don�t think you can. Unless they decide it�d be best for him to stay in the asylum� Ryou began to lightly run his own fingertips along Malik�s other arm.
�He can�t stay there, either. You know they have him tied down to a bed to just lay there all day in silence and alone? He�s miserable, Ryou. Are you going to go see him?� Malik asked.
Ryou licked his lips, �I do miss him�and now he knows I�m alive�for now. I guess I could see him once� Ryou sighed and looked up at Malik, �Thanks for being here for me. What made you decide to talk to me, anyway?� Ryou asked curiously.
Malik smiled, �Actually, I noticed you and Noah every day and I remembered you two from high school and I thought maybe you and my brother would hook up since he had just broken up with his boyfriend.�
�Really? Well, at least he found Noah. But he wouldn�t have dated me long after he found out�� Ryou looked down.
�Ryou, you can�t let that ruin your life� Malik sat Ryou up and turned his head to look at him.
�Malik, honestly. I can�t be with anyone. That would be wrong and selfish. I�m destined to be alone�I don�t know why I didn�t die all those years ago when I�m just going to die young anyway� Ryou sighed.
Malik took one of Ryou�s hands in his own and kissed the pale skin with his soft lips.
Ryou blushed, �Malik�what are you doing?� he asked confused.
Malik gave a seductive smirk and interlaced their fingers and turned Ryou�s arm to kiss the inside of his wrist. Malik then moved close to Ryou and pressed his lips to Ryou�s, running his other hand through the other boy�s white hair. Ryou closed his eyes and opened his mouth, feeling Malik�s tongue move inside his mouth and he moved his own to explore Malik�s. After several minutes Malik pulled back and Ryou looked at him with a disappointed and confusion expression.
�Why did you do that?� Ryou asked, noticing Malik didn�t let go of his hand.
�I just wanted to show you that you can still be loved and you don�t have to be alone. I know it makes sex a lot more difficult, but there�s more to loving someone than that. And there�s a lot of things you can do without your partner somehow getting your semen inside them� Malik explained and kissed Ryou�s hand again, �I really need to go. I�m already very late for work.�
�Ok�Malik, could you come with me to see Bakura?� Ryou asked, not wanting Malik to leave.
�Sure� Malik promised and stood, �Take care, Ryou� he smiled and left the apartment.
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SecretSoul: well, I�d say the last � or 1/3 of this I may not have been as coherent�.it was late at night before I came back to it. Hopefully it makes sense, lol. But I wanted to get another chapter up before I left for three days (army crap) anyway, if any of you are thinking about joining the military for any reason, I�m telling you, DO NOT DO IT. And if you do, NOT the army. Words of wisdom, ppl, just my opinion, but yeah.
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