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Ah
it�s good to be back! Florida was a blast!!! I was hoping to see
someone I knew down there, but ah well! BTW, Yamikitsune,
if you happen to see my voice down there somewhere, will you email it back to
me please? Life sucks without a voice�but it wasn�t really all there to begin
with and yelling at the kids kind of finished it off � snorts � anyways�

Where
was I�? Oh yeah, death, destruction and violence. All you kiddies need to not
be reading this chapter�hell chapter? Entire story! So if violence offends you�SCRAM!!!
You will not be warned again in this chap!

I
don�t own shit, never did and never will � didn�t I tell you we was poor white trash?! We have nothing! So go ahead and sue �
all you will get is the damn bills!!!

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Graduation day:

Yugi soaking wet, shivering form
sagged pitifully against the strips of cloth as they held him tightly splayed
between the two poles in the center of the room, helpless tears falling down
his face to join the rest of the water collected in the wading pool beneath him.
He was so sore, so tired. Why couldn�t he be allowed to sleep, to rest?

He had broken another rule again! He
knew that. But which one? His sleep deprived brain
couldn�t remember why his master had slapped him, dragged him out of his room
by his hair and left him tethered, standing in a wading pool underneath the
dripping sprinkler for the entire night. Whatever he had done, it must have
been really bad to be given the water chastisement! His master rarely used this
as a punishment.

More tears trickled from his eyes as
he sensed, rather than saw, the people gathering at the windows for the
entertainment. What was it they were so anxious to see this time? What else was
going to be done to him? How much more pain was he going to have to endure
before he finally remembered their strict rules? There were so many of them.

�Oh Hikari�It
seems as though you�re in need of a little reminder. You have forgotten one of
our rules again. My guests like a QUIET slave!� His master�s gravelly voice
sounded from somewhere behind him.

Yugi�s form stilled as he sensed the
presence behind him, fresh tears leaking out of his eyes. He knew what he did
now. He spoke out of turn. It was one of the cardinal sins here in The House.
He forgot he must be given permission to speak. What a detail to forget!

�We are going to put on a show for the
great people out there, you and I.�

He heard the snap of leather as it
sailed past his ear. Oh gods no! Please, anything but this! Another snap and
the stinging leather wound around his damp, sensitized skin. Yugi screamed out
in pain, writhing against the attack. He would never speak again if it kept him
from having to endure this type of agonizing torture

�What were you told about needing permission
to speak?!� His master hissed as he struck again. �Remember this and your life
will be a lot easier!�

Another snap and this time Yugi felt
the searing pain on his buttocks. He just barely stifled the cry on his lips as
he bit down, drawing blood, silently begging for mercy as he fought with the
bonds that held him. The man continued to berate him for his mistakes as he let
the leather sail. Calling him stupid, a useless whore.

By the tenth snap of the whip, the small
teen was sobbing wildly, using all of his power to keep his tears silent, begging within his mind for it to end. He understood what it
was the man was trying to teach him before the leather had even grazed his
delicate skin. But he couldn�t give voice to his claims without further
repercussions. He knew that now � and he would never forget it. Ever!

�You are so fucking hot when you�re
afraid of me! I just want to fuck you until you�re raw!� His master whispered
to him from a point just behind and above his ear, running the blunt handle of
the whip over the tender abrasions before parting his cheeks and thrusting the
tip inside of his raw entrance.

Yugi hissed quietly at the intrusion,
choking on his sobs, but made no audible reply. His master pushed the handle in
deeper, moving it around, trying to provoke a clear response. After a few
moments he gave up, preferring for the time to lightly tap the painful welts
that crisscrossed the teen�s buttocks with the side of the handle. When that
didn�t give him what he was looking for, the man unzipped his pants and stepped
up behind him.

��You are very beautiful and will make me a lot
of money my little slave. But you need to remember that silence is golden. I
think its time for the real show to begin.�

Yugi stifled another cry of mortified
pain as something large and slick invaded his body. Think of Ya�think of�? What was his name�oh gods it hurt! His master
thrust brutally inside of him, grazing that spot inside of him that turned the
consuming pain into a shameful pleasure. His body rebelled against his mind,
taking humiliated gratification in what the man was doing to him. He didn�t
want to enjoy this!

But he was�in some weird, twisted way,
he was. The blistering pain was still fresh from his whipping, but he arched
back into the man�s powerful thrusts all the same, drawing a groan of pleasure
from the body behind him. The man sped up, hammering into him as hard as he could,
grunting heavily.

What was it he had found out the last
time he was on his back? Oh yeah! The petite teen choked back his revulsion as
he tightened his muscles around the pulsing, throbbing shaft, the feelings
almost overloading his senses as he held on with all his might, sobbing softly.
If he did this well enough it would all be over in a matter of minutes, like it
was last night.

He shifted to the side, rocking
against the larger body behind him, welcoming the pulsing shaft deep inside,
and that was all it took. The man came with a howl, hot liquid shooting up
inside his raw, throbbing rear end. Shivering, the small teen sagged against
his bindings, glad to be finished. It hurt�so bad�oh gods it hurt!

If only he could have been with�? Who
was it he was always dreaming about? He could picture the face, regal, gentle
in his mind. But the name no longer passed his lips. Why couldn�t he remember?
Only in his dreams could he recall the cherished name. Tears rolled down his
face.

�One more round.�

Yugi whimpered quietly as the object
embedded inside of him hardened once again, doubling its size. He hurt so
badly, why couldn�t this just end? There may have been a time in the not so
distant past where he would have shuddered at the very thought of someone using
his body like this, but he could no longer recall that moment.

He was what they had called him from
the moment he passed through those doors. Did he come willingly? Was there
anything left of his former life? Or had he been so desperate that he had been
the one to seek this place out like they were telling him? Was he truly just
another whore that had fallen on his luck? He couldn�t remember now�who was he
before he came here? Maybe it was just better to forget.

The hurtful words and harsh phrases
that were repeated to him every time that he found himself in this room were
beginning to take a toll. Whatever had been of his former life was gone. And
this was the way his new life was going to be, day in, day out from now on. And
Yugi couldn�t help but shed another tear at the disconsolate thought. He was a
whore, a dirty slut who spread his thighs for any one of his master�s guests
who had a need to use his body. Would it ever stop hurting?

�ARGH!�
The man came with another coarse cry.

That was quick; the teen thought
listlessly as tears rolled down his face, his body a mass of swelling pain. He
would have to make sure that all his nights were as over as quickly as this.
Yes it hurt, but at least it was over. And he could sleep, dream. He could find
his dream lover�s erotic form. Amethyst eyes closed slowly, their owner falling
prey to the impending darkness�

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45Days:

Atemu
sat down on the bed with a sigh and gently raised Yugi�s face to his. He knew
he heard the little one�s voice that first day. He knew it. But why wouldn�t
the boy talk? He had to get the boy to talk before the hospital would release
him. That bastard of a psychiatrist ensured at least that much before he was
relieved of his post two days ago.

�Aibou�why won�t you talk to us? Please�speak to me little one.� He
whispered thickly.

�Somehow
he said the magic word.

Yugi
glanced fearfully up into the intense ruby gaze before looking down at the cast
on his foot. �I...I didn�t�have�per-miss-ion�mas-ter.�

Atemu
couldn�t hold the tears back any longer. The moisture gathered in his eyes at
the boy�s hoarse, whispered comment, spilling over his lashes and down his
face. Yugi thought he was his master?! Oh gods, how�where did he�?

Yugi
looked back up just in time to watch as those regal features fell at his
whispered comment. Did he say something wrong? �S-sorry��

Raising
a trembling hand to the boy�s face, Atemu brushed a strand of golden hair out
of the way, his heart lurching when the younger teen twisted away from his
touch. �I-I�am not your�master.� He spit the word out as if it left a bad taste
in his mouth.

Yugi
glanced tearfully around the silent room, anywhere but at those piercing
scarlet eyes, noticing that the three other people were staring back at him in
disbelief. What did he say? Did he do something wrong? Would he be punished for
it by his real master?

If
the gorgeous dark teen wasn�t his master, then who was? And why did he feel a
pang of regret at the knowledge that this handsome, commanding teen didn�t own
him.

The
amethyst eyed teen lowered his face, large tear drops gathering at the corners
of his eyes. He shouldn�t be thinking that way. It wasn�t up to him who his
master was.

�Then�w-who�?�
he whispered quietly.

Atemu
couldn�t stop himself. He snatched the little one up off the bed and planted
him in his lap, holding tightly despite the fact that the boy was struggling
against him. He couldn�t let Yugi continue to think that he was nothing but a
slave. No one had the right to own this beautiful boy. No one!

�You
have no master little one�you never did�gods what did they do to you?� The
former spirit�s voice hitched and he found himself completely reduced to tears
at the look of complete surprise in those wide amethyst eyes.

Yugi
stopped struggling long enough for his dark half to get a good grip on him and
wrap him up in strong, gentle arms. The small teen hesitated for a brief second
before wrapping his arms around the other, welcoming the tender contact as he
dissolved into tears.

�N-no�mas-ter?� Yugi exclaimed in his odd, slurred
speech, shaking his head. �Al-always�had�master!�

His
brain couldn�t comprehend the thought. He had always had a master. Hadn�t he?
Maybe they were lying to him. Trying to trick him. To get him to start talking so that they could punish him.
But looking back into those anguished rubies, he almost doubted it. The look in
the other�s eyes was sincere and truthful. Could he trust them?

�No little one�no master.� Atemu repeated, his hands shaking in
his rage. If he could get his hands on just one of those�as soon as his little
one was taken care of � well there was no place in the world that those
monsters would be able to hide. He would stamp out each and every last one of
them!

Alex
eased the two teens apart and questioned Yugi at length. The boy would always
look to his darker twin before giving a response, but at least he answered. The
more questions she asked, the clearer the picture of this boy�s life became.
And it wasn�t a picture she wanted to see.

She
could see how badly the darker teen was taking the news, his face had paled
considerably and his hands were shaking with barely suppressed fury.

�Okay boys�Yugi needs his rest. Atemu, if I could see you
outside for a moment before you go berserk.� Lips pursed in concern she ordered
the teens from the room.

The
former ruler set the boy back down on the bed gently, covering him up with the
blanket. He hated to leave his little one after that shock, but he needed to
know what their doctor wanted. And he truly didn�t want to let loose with what
he was feeling at the moment. It would only frighten his Aibou further. Giving
the little one a quick kiss to his forehead, Atemu turned and briskly followed
the others out of the room.

Alex
leaned up against the closed door after everyone had exited the room. She blew
a strand of long hair out of her face with a sigh. �Well, that was definitely
enlightening�the potential for his being kidnapped again just rose well above
what I could ever have expected!!�

�Why?�
Atemu gazed at the shorter lady, not understanding. �Why would they come after
him again?�

�Don�t
you realize?? He�s been trained�and very well at that. He didn�t even start
talking until you gave him permission to speak. I think the only life he
remembers was the one that he lived for the past�how long was he missing?
Almost two years? And he�s been programmed to think that he�s always had a
master. Think of what they would have had to do to accomplish that! They could
come after him again � take back what they believe was stolen from them.�

�No
one even knows he�s back other than our group�oh gods!� Atemu�s eyes widened
considerably, the horror of what his little one had been put through as well as
what could happen should he let down his guard dawning on him with painful
clarity.

�And
no one will.� Seto finished with a growl.

The
young CEO vowed to protect the tiny teen in the other room to the best of his
ability. For, if it weren�t for that small boy, he wouldn�t have the one thing
he wanted most in his life � Jou. He owed Yugi for that, and Atemu. And he
would attempt to repay that debt starting now.

The
blue eyed teen pulled his phone out of his pocket and began issuing orders to
his men. He wanted this entire floor guarded by men dressed as loitering
civilians. Now that they knew this wasn�t just a simple case of grab and run
brought about by one individual, they needed to be on guard against another
attempt�

Hours
later, Atemu sat with his little one in the darkened room, thinking back on
what was said as he rocked the sobbing boy who had woken from a horrifying
nightmare. How much longer before they would go away and leave his little one
in peace? Every night since Yugi had woken from his coma he would wake up
crying.

�Shhh�it�s alright Aibou. No one�s going to hurt you ever
again�I�m here now.� Atemu soothed, running his hand along the smooth, silky
skin that the hospital gown refused to hide.

�N-no
master�you�re not�master�who�?� Yugi sobbed uncontrollably into the other�s
warm, muscular chest. �Want�you�my�master.�

He
wanted so badly for the darker teen to admit to owning him. He didn�t want
someone else to be able to take him away. If they took him away, then he would
never be able to see those fiery, demanding scarlet eyes. And he wouldn�t be
able to feel safe and secure, held by those sturdy, gentle arms.

Another
master would be able to hurt him, like whoever landed him here in the hospital.
His�Atemu had already told him that he wasn�t responsible. And Yugi believed
him. The eyes told it all, the way those ruby jewels widened in an absolutely
horrified expression as the moisture gathered at the corners. Why couldn�t
Atemu be his master? He was kind and handsome, and everything Yugi wanted.

�No
master little one. Never again. It�s over � you�re
free.�

�Free�?�
Those luminous amethyst eyes gazed up at him as if he didn�t understand the
word.

�Yes,
free.� Atemu repeated softly. �Sleep now Aibou. I�m here, you are safe.�

�Not�free�want�you�please.�

�Oh
gods, you don�t know what you are saying Aibou�please, sleep. We�ll figure it
out in the morning.� Atemu�s body began to overheat at the innocent � or not so
innocent � words.

Yugi
settled back down into the bed, facing the darker teen, letting the other play
with his hair soothingly. He could almost believe what the other teen was
saying - almost. But if he had no master, then why was he told that he did? Was
he lied to from the beginning?

No,
that was impossible. Every time he was punished it was for his own good.
Because he did something wrong and needed to learn. It was for his own good, right?

Eventually
the disconcerting thoughts changed into dreams and the two slept somewhat
peacefully in each other�s arms.

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Day
52:

Atemu
rushed around the Motou household, getting everything ready for his little
one�s return. Today was the day! And the house was a complete pigsty. Damn, if
social services showed up now!! He hadn�t even thought to tidy up the house
once in the last month.

But
then again, he hadn�t been here either. And there were more important things on
his mind. Atemu ran through his list of lame excuses as he continued to pull
the dirty laundry out from its various hiding places and stuff it into the
basket.

His
Aibou was coming home today! Any minute now and Bakura would be here to take
him back to the hospital to fetch the boy. The darker teen had only come home a
couple of hours ago to tidy up the mess that was their house, his excitement
running high. Alex had told him to go, that she would take care of signing Yugi
out.

He
was never so glad to hear Bakura�s offer of a ride.
He really wasn�t up to driving today. His mind was more on comforting his
little one should the boy get upset during the ride home.

He
wouldn�t have accepted the ride, but for the fact that Yugi had really warmed
up to the others once he realized that he could talk without fear of repercussions.
It was amazing how fast the little one�s speech improved once he had been given
permission. Granted the small teen was still wary of Marik, but then again, who
wouldn�t be? The larger platinum blonde gave off such an aura of menace.

They
would continue working on this whole slave/master attitude once they were home
- safe. But first�clean. More clothing found its way into the basket and Atemu
threw the full load out into the laundry room. The former Pharaoh was kind of
upset that the elder Motou didn�t know about his grandson�s homecoming. But
then again, what could Solomon do here? Nothing except worry
himself into his grave.

That
was why Lieren pushed so hard for him not to be told,
for them to continue on their vacation, even though that would mean at least a
year before their return. And he understood her reasoning. Seeing Yugi in this
condition just might be the last straw. He didn�t want Yugi�s grandpa to die
yet. Not when his grandson was so close to physical recovery.

Atemu
wanted them to have a joyful reunion. One where Yugi would recognize his
grandfather�s weathered old face. One where they could hug
each other and, for once, be happy. It didn�t mean that he was pleased
about keeping the truth from the elder Motou though. He was still far from it.

Atemu
glanced over at the clock as he started water for the food encrusted dishes
that lay out on the counter. He had about ten minutes left before Bakura would
come knocking. Hopefully that was enough time to at least finish the month old
dishes. Quickly he began scouring off the flaky food, splashing his shirt in
the process.

�Son of a bitch!� He exclaimed, knowing there was no
time to change.

The
doorbell rang not long after the incident and he swore again as he fished
around in the water for the drain. Finding it, he pulled up to let the water
out of the sink as he flew out of the kitchen.

�Bakura��
He gasped as he opened the door. �You�re early.�

The
white haired teen shrugged, passing the other to make himself at home on the
couch. �I thought you might want to get a jump on bringing the midget home.�

�Oh Bakura! Wasn�t Ryou just warning you to be
nice earlier?� Marik teased in a sing-song voice, following the other teen into
the living room as Atemu closed the door, trying hard not to grin at his
friends� behavior.

�Oh
can it! I�ve had enough out of you today!� The white haired teen snapped,
threatening to throw a pillow at his blonde friend. Marik chuckled again at the
warning, before tackling the former thief and taking him to the floor.

�If
you two are finished, I�d like to go pick up my Aibou now.� Atemu came out of
the hall closet with his boots in his hands, shaking his head at the pair
rolling around on the living room floor like a couple of kids.

He
was in the middle of pulling the boots on just as the others decided that it
was time to leave, walking out the door to leave him racing out after them.
This was it! His little one was coming home! And Seto had sent his men to guard
their house for a while. Just to be sure that nothing happened.

As
much as it struck at the former Pharaoh�s self-esteem that he wasn�t enough to
protect the boy, he wasn�t about to turn down the extra sets of eyes. There was
no way he was losing track of his little one ever again, not even with the
knowledge that he could track the boy through what remained of their link. It
didn�t matter. He would never leave Yugi in their
hands. Not even for a minute!

So
help him, once Yugi recovered he would make their lives � and deaths � a
painfully torturous hell!

The
ride to the hospital was agonizingly slow and soon Atemu turned his morbid
thoughts from their violent direction back to how he and Yugi would fill their
days once they were home. He could never reveal his feelings now. Not after
what had been done. That wouldn�t be fair to the little one who was just
beginning to trust him again.

But
what if Yugi regained his memories? What then? Atemu�s face paled at the
thought. He shook his head. They would cross that road when they came to it.

�Out dumb ass!� Bakura yelled, yanking the door open
for Atemu when he realized that the other was lost in his thoughts.

�Fuck
you.� The former ruler shot back, his comment causing Marik to start snickering
again.

Grinning
at the uncharacteristic response, the white haired teen led the way to the
hospital. Atemu caught up quickly - passing the other two spirits in his haste
to make it back to Yugi. A large grin plastered on his radiant face.

Bakura
mused on the smaller teen�s attitude. It was absolutely amazing the affect that
finding his lost light had on the once broken teen. His face glowed with light,
his skin looked darker, healthier, and he seemed to have put on some of the
weight that he had lost in the past year or so.

The
trio made their way up to the seventh floor, towards the private room where
Yugi had been staying since he got out of ICU. Once they got there, Atemu
practically ran into the room, unable to contain his excitement. It was very
rare for the royal teen to let go like that, and the others shared a laugh at
his expense. But he only flipped them off good-naturedly and continued on his
way, screeching to a halt just inside the room.

�Where�s
Yugi?!� He questioned the nurse that was tidying up the empty room.

�Excuse
me?� She turned around and glanced at the trio of menacing looking teens.

�Where�s. Yugi?� He
repeated, gritting his teeth. Why wasn�t his Aibou greeting him, ready to go?!

�Oh�the boy who was here. He was signed out about a half hour
ago.� She replied with one last swipe of the disinfectant cloth, trying to
ignore the scowls on the visitors� faces.

�By whom!� Atemu was becoming unreasonable very
quickly. His little one should have been in this room, waiting for him! Who
would dare?!

�By doctor Johanssen. He was the attending physician.� She
shivered, recalling the doctor�s sneering, superior tone when he told her that
the room was available and needed cleaning.

�What
happened to Alex?� Bakura snarled the question.

�She
had an emergency on the cardiac floor.� The nurse replied,
trembling at the dark looks the teens were giving.

That
answer was all it took for the trio to scatter, running back down the hallway
and hitting the emergency stairs with murder in their eyes. Son of a bitch! He
should have been no where near Yugi! Where were Seto�s
men on this? Why hadn�t any of them stopped him? Were they already at the
house?

�� Atemu! This way damn it!� Bakura yanked him back towards the car
when they got out to the parking lot. �You don�t need the link to find him! I
told you I would find out about that asshole for you! I know where he lives! I
didn�t think he was this bold though! Not after I warned him off!�

The
three teens dove into the car and raced out of the parking lot. �He lives about
ten minutes away from the hospital. I stole his file when everyone was busy
tending to your attitude!�

Atemu
nodded, grateful for his friend�s assistance, but he only heard about half of
what was said. Inwardly he was seething. Once again he failed to protect his
Aibou. The one person who depended on him for his safety.
Why did this seem to happen every single time he let his guard down, let
himself dream of a world with his little one in it? Shadows slithered up and
around his wrists as he imagined the damage he would do to the man responsible
for this�

He
was going to tear this man limb from limb. He should have done it the first
time. But other issues took up his attention not long after their encounter and
he didn�t exactly forget the incident, but thought it over for the time being �
that he could deal with it after Yugi was well again.

How
could he have been so naive?! He should have kept watch. Should have known! But
he had been so happy with thoughts of having Yugi back at home�

The
trio of enraged teens arrived at the pretentious, gate guarded house in a
matter of minutes. A blast of shadows ensured their entry to the grounds. They
made their way through the shorter route of grass up to the front of the house,
the car leaving deep ruts in the well manicured lawn as it came to an abrupt
halt. Quickly, the three of them exited the car to run to the front of the
wraparound porch.

Atemu
was the first one to the top of the steps. He kicked in the expensive door, shards
of glass exploding out from the damaged barrier as it caved, free of its
hinges, to fall harmlessly to the living room floor. Bakura and Marik cringed
at the outpouring of rage. Atemu pissed off almost made them both look sane.

The
former ruler paused only once to search mentally for the small teen�s
whereabouts before darting towards the stairs.

�Upstairs!�
Atemu shouted as he took the wide stairs two by two.

He
was depending solely on the slight link between him and his Aibou now. He could
sense the boy�s fear and shame � the feeling coming on with more power the
closer he got. As he sprinted down the hallway, his footsteps muffled by the
thick carpet, he found the room he was searching for. This was where the
feelings were coming from. This was where they were strongest.

Without
waiting for the others, he planted a foot in the middle of the door and
launched it off its hinges. What he saw made his jaw drop in shock. His little
one was nude, kneeling by the bed, his slender profile standing out against the
window, the cast on his leg his only cover.

And
that man � Johanssen � had his bulging manhood in his
hands, guiding it towards the boy�s open mouth.

Obviously
neither of them had heard the darkness� entry. Both Yugi and his captor jumped
at the loud crash as the door hit the floor hard, their gaze darting to the
entryway. Deep red humiliation seared across the small teen�s carefully blank
features when he noticed Atemu�s presence. Yugi dropped his amethyst gaze to
the floor in shame, tears welling in the corners of his eyes.

The
former Pharaoh turned his infuriated scarlet glare towards the boy�s tormentor.
The look on the man�s face at being caught with his pants down would have been
comical under other circumstances. Right now it just fed Atemu�s growing rage.

�That was it! The rest of the former Pharaoh�s
control snapped with a forceful crack!
�You have trespassed on my soul and that of my Aibou�s�you
will now pay the penalty! Come on asshole�� He hissed, stalking towards the
guilty man. �Play a game with me!�

Both
Bakura and Marik heard the menacing words as they echoed out of the room and
down the hall. Cackling with glee, they dashed down the corridor, skidding to a
stop just outside of the damaged room. Black shadowy tendrils wound their way
around the former Pharaoh�s slender form and outward, blocking all light and
their view of what was taking place inside.

Bakura
turned to his partner. �Should we at least take the midget out of there?�

Marik
nodded only once before braving his way through the thick shadows to find the
smallest light. Atemu was beyond control, so he didn�t even bother to call out,
to try and find him. Besides, the asshole that he was handing judgment to
deserved every last bit of it.

It
took a few minutes of searching but the platinum blonde finally made his way
over to where the boy was shivering and crying softly. He picked the child up
and carried him out of the room, snagging a sheet to cover him with on his way
out of the room.

The
blonde�s last thought as he crossed the shadow�s threshold was that looked
painful�

Atemu
smirked evilly at the man who had just lost the penalty game. He stepped back
to watch intently as pitch black, shadow-like figures slid upward from
underneath the man�s silhouette, chattering madly as they surrounded his
kneeling, beaten form.

The
blackened forms forced the man�s quaking hand to pick up the knife that he had
carelessly left on the table after disposing of the boy�s hospital gown, oblivious
to his sobbing pleas.

A
high pitched shriek was heard throughout the house as the first cut was made. A
tiny hole in the skin and the quivering fist that held the weapon so tightly
slid the knife inside the hole, widening it - a portion of the blackness
slipping inside the wound to rip it even further. Then another shadow enclosed hand
joined in, pulling on the now loose flap of skin, more shadows sliding into the
gaping wound to wreak havoc from within.

Atemu
watched the proceedings with a morbid fascination. Even in his days as a spirit
he had never witnessed the blackness of someone�s soul as it literally devoured
the person�s body. The sight was sickening, as the babbling, shapeless forms
forced the man to continue peeling strips of skin from his limp member like one
would peel a hot dog, more blackness slipping inside to inflict further damage
to the man�s mortal body.

Another
terrified screech was heard as the skin came apart with a wet squelching sound,
tearing it free from the useless muscle that it once adhered to. A tiny drop of
blood hit the former Pharaoh�s boot and a look of disgust briefly crossed his
stoic features.

But
the former ruler intended to watch the entire proceedings. To serve as witness
to the man�s demise. It was his duty, his right as Yugi�s darker half. From the
first cut, right up until the last useless appendage was severed from the
would-be rapist�s body. This would be to the death, instead of madness like the
others. This man had a lot to atone for.

Atemu
watched, disinterested, as more skin and flesh met with the knife, with the
devouring blackness. This man deserved it for daring to touch his Aibou without
permission. He was the lowest scum on this earth, and he and those of his ilk
deserved nothing more than to be hunted down and disposed of like the rubbish
they were.

And
by the time he was finished with them�There would be no mercy!

�Atemu�come
on man. Stand down. You don�t need to watch this.� Bakura called, stepping foot
into the darkened, shadow covered room.

All
the former thief could see through the inky blackness was the doctor�s shivering
form as it continued to shred chunks of skin and flesh, tossing them to the
side. But he knew better than that. There was more going on than what he could
see with his eyes. Atemu had volunteered to witness and he was the only one who
knew the truth.

And
right now it was like his friend had zoned out. He wasn�t answering, just
standing there zombie-like, staring at the bloody,
shrieking pulp that used to resemble a human being. The proceedings were more
than half way finished and yet Atemu refused to move.

�Mother fucker!� The white haired thief snarled as he
made his way through the thick shadows until he stood by the Pharaoh�s side.
�This isn�t good for you, you know. You never were truly dark like Marik and I.
And besides, your midget is starting to freak out, so you need to tend to him.
I will finish.�

Bakura
swore he never saw Atemu move so fast in his life. One minute the royal teen
was standing beside him, the next he vanished in a cloud of swirling shadows.
Good, the other needed to comfort his little one more than he needed to see the
end of this. It was almost finished anyhow.

Bakura
stood tall and straight, mesmerized as he witnessed the final moments. As blackness in the man�s soul tore his corporeal presence to
shreds. There was a loud, wet � almost muffled sound and the tattered
body split in two, the man�s spirit landing across the room from his remains
that lay silent and still.

Bakura�s eyes widened as he caught sight of
the shrieking, spitting forms of blackness as they slunk away from the lifeless
flesh, going after the newly dead soul. The man saw them too. He started
screaming, begging for help. His eyes pleaded to the white haired thief to help
him.

Bakura
turned his head, refusing to acknowledge. It was too late anyways, the withered,
shapeless forms converged on newly deceased man and dragged him away from
Bakura and out of the human realm completely as he kicked and screamed and
begged for release from their torment.

The
former thief grimaced. Well, that was new. Never before had he witnessed the
sight of a person�s evil deeds as they demolished their own physical presence.
Shuddering, the white haired teen walked out of the room and away from the gory
sight. The others were probably anxious to get out of here, as was he.

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�Yugi
burrowed back against the cushions of the couch where he had been deposited not
long after the door was shut, watching tearfully as the three darker teens
argued and debated. He heard words like shadows and police and wondered why
they were so upset if it wasn�t directed at him. What exactly happened earlier,
when they had come for him?

He
couldn�t remember much past his master�s�the other�s enraged face when he broke
down the door. Hadn�t the ruby eyed teen said earlier that he was not his
master? His actions seemed very possessive for someone who only had a passing
interest in him. Very possessive indeed. Would he be
punished for the indiscretion?

�Did
he touch you some place you didn�t want, take something that didn�t belong to
him??� Atemu�s gentle face suddenly took up his vision, touching his cheek softly.
�Aibou�did he hurt you�

Yugi
blinked up at the other teen curiously. �N-no�he�he didn�t hurt�me. Why�Aibou�why
do�you call me�that?�

The
small teen really wanted to know why the other was referring to him in that
manner. It was a question that had been on his mind for a long time. The scene from earlier already far from his mind. It wasn�t
as if that hadn�t happened before. And this time his kind mast�Atemu had stopped
it before it had gone that far. So, in his mind what had happened earlier
wasn�t even an issue.

Unless it was an issue for his�Atemu. Then he had a problem.

Atemu
looked hurt at the question, his ruby eyes cast downward as he explained. �You
are my partner, little one. You have always been. I�m sorry I haven�t been able
to protect you, again. This was my fault.�

Yugi
practically breathed a sigh of relief when there were no immediate whispered
words of reprimand. But he was curious as to the nature of their supposed
relationship.

�Partner�as
in�we�?�

�Oh gods no!� Atemu practically shouted, his face
reddening at the mere thought. Softening his voice as Yugi closed his eyes in
fright, he continued. �No little one�we�ve never been, ah�I am your protector.
Or at least I am supposed to be. I haven�t been doing a very good job of it.
I�m sorry.�

�Oh.�
Amethyst eyes cracked open slightly.

There
was a wealth of meaning behind that word. And Atemu couldn�t quite grasp it all.
But for now he would let it slide. He shook his head, smiling fondly at the boy
as he got up from the couch. The other two were leaving, so he should see them
out before helping to acquaint Yugi with this new environment.

�It�s
okay.� A small hand touched his and he turned to study his little one�s serious
features.

No�it
wasn�t okay. But it would be. The former spirit had to admit that he was a little
disappointed that just coming home did not seem to spark any of Yugi�s
memories, but he was told it would take some time, so he tried not to be too
upset. This would all take some time to get used to. Atemu set a gentle hand to
the side of the boy�s face, reassuring him momentarily before turning his
attention to Bakura and Marik.

��We�ll
change the nurse�s memories around a little. Maybe get a peek at the sign out
sheet. But as for the damage done on the property�I don�t think we can fix
that. At least we didn�t touch anything with our hands.� Bakura listed off
potential problems as he and Marik made their way to the door.

��Let them think what they want.� Atemu
shrugged. �I don�t give a shit. And since when do you?�

The
white haired thief grinned back at him. �I don�t�I just thought maybe you did.
But since you don�t�� He shrugged back, before turning and walking away with a
smirk.

�Is
this the way we are going to deal with the rest of the trash? Marik commented
idly.

Atemu
nodded, sensing more than seeing the smirks present on the gruesome twosome�s
faces. �I doubt they will all be exactly as that, but close. That man had a lot
of evil to atone for.�

�So
do the others.� Bakura snickered, opening the door. �You will share of course?�

�No doubt.� Atemu inclined his head.

�We
will see you this weekend Pharaoh.� Marik said as he walked out the door behind
his partner in crime. �You need some time alone with your light. Let us know
when it is time.�

�That
I do Marik�that I do. And I will.� Atemu stated as he shut the door behind his
friends.

As
he made his way back into the living room, he noticed that his Aibou still had
a look of fear on his delicate features. �Aibou, what�s wrong?�

�No
Aibou�I want you�my master. No one�can take me. Safer.�
Yugi sobbed quietly, covering his face.

�Oh little one. No one can take you from me. I will
not allow it.� He reached out and drew the boy�s shivering form into his arms. �No one.�

�That
makes you master.� Yugi said resolutely.

Atemu
put a shaky hand against the smaller teen�s face before pulling the teen into
his lap. �We�ll talk about it later, okay. You need to rest � it has been a
long day.�

Yugi
nodded obediently before tucking his head against the other�s shoulder. He felt
so safe, so warm in the other teen�s strong embrace. If the other said that no
one could take him away, then he believed him. Then that made this other teen
his master. His beautiful, courageous master. Only his.

Atemu
waited until the boy�s breathing evened out in sleep. And then he carried him
up the stairs and into their room. Laying his little one down on the bed, he
pushed a stray lock of blonde hair out of the boy�s face, wishing fervently
that the nightmares would leave off for a while and let Yugi sleep in peace.
But he really doubted that was going to happen any time soon.

The
former Pharaoh took up post on his own bed, sitting back and watching the boy�s
peaceful face as he slept. This night had been a long time in coming and he
wasn�t going to let it go that easily.

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You took my hand

You showed me how

You promised me you'd be around

Uh huh

That's right

I took your words

And I believed

In everything

You said to me

Yeah huh

That's right

If someone said three years from now

You'd be long gone

I'd stand up and punch them out

Cause they're all wrong

I know better

Cause you said forever

And ever

Who knew

Remember when we were such fools

And so convinced and just too cool

Oh no

No no

I wish I could touch you again

I wish I could still call you friend

I'd give anything

When someone said count your blessings now

'fore they're long gone

I guess I just didn't know how

I was all wrong

They knew better

Still you said forever

And ever

Who knew

Yeah yeah

I'll keep you locked in my head

Until we meet again

Until we

Until we meet again

And I won't forget you my friend

What happened

If someone said three years from now

You'd be long gone

I'd stand up and punch them out

Cause they're all wrong and

That last kiss

I'll cherish

Until we meet again

And time makes

It harder

I wish I could remember

But I keep

Your memory

You visit me in my sleep

My darling

Who knew

My darling

My darling

Who knew

My darling

I miss you

My darling

Who knew

Who knew

Who Knew � by Pink

And
now you know what should happen to
pedophiles and rapists! �You can�t fix
stupid and they are beyond that! They deserve the exact treatment they got!
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