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Darkness Before Dawn	By : SangoHuntress1977 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3356 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Thursday, April 14, 2005
Domino University
Yugi’s heart sank as Atem sat stiffly at a desk two rows away from his, gaze straight forward, face set in a stony scowl, the same rigid, angry figure that he had been on the first day of their acquaintance.
‘Gods, Atem. What’s that old guy doing to you?’ he thought worriedly.
Later…
Yugi cautiously peeked around the building’s corner and watched the lone figure cross the field to the oak tree in the distance. He flinched when Atem slammed his backpack to the ground and slumped gracelessly at the tree’s trunk, drawing his knees to his forehead and hiding his face as he huddled away from the world.
‘Definitely an unsociable mood today,’ Yugi thought with a dismal sigh as he turned away and headed for the courtyard.
Yugi and Jou sat at the picnic table having lunch, even as Yugi’s gaze repeatedly meandered in the direction of the old oak tree, under which sat a lonely Egyptian with a desolate soul.
“Yami fin’ly scare ya off?” teased Jou without malice.
“No,” huffed Yugi. “I’m not scared of him, Jou. He can be scary sometimes, but that’s not the same thing as being scared of him. It’s a system we worked out. If he’s having a rough day, he sits away from me in class and I know he won’t want anyone around him at lunch.”
“I see. So… ya talked t’ ’m ‘bout comin’ ovah yet?” Jou asked.
“Not yet. He’s been having some problems and I wanna wait till the right time. Otherwise, he might freak out again,” answered Yugi.
“Look, Yuge. How ‘bout dis? Since Yami’s into Duel Monstahs, I bet he’d love t’ see mah Red Eyes,” said Jou. “Tell ’m I’ll ante mah Red Eyes in a duel ‘gainst ’m. No self-respectin’ duelist’d pass dat up!”
“That’s a great idea, Jou. I’m sure he’d love to hear the story of how you got it too,” suggested Yugi.
For the story of how Jou got his favorite Duel Monsters card was the stuff of legends.
“Yep. I’ll tell ’m da story if ya kin git his ass ovah,” smiled Jou.
“OK, Jou. I’ll give it a try,” said Yugi. ‘Though I wonder if it’ll work…’
Friday, April 15, 2005
Domino University
Yugi sighed in relief as Atem sat down next to him and smiled.
“Guten morgan, Yugi,” his deep voice rumbled.
“Hallo, Até,” Yugi returned.
An elegant eyebrow shot up at this sobriquet of his name. However, Atem made no objections.
“This class grows more challenging by the day. I have a feeling we’ll have much to go over at lunch,” he spoke at length.
“Yeah,” agreed Yugi.
12 o’clock
As Yugi made his way toward the exit, he was surprised to find Atem waiting for him there instead of already sitting under the oak.
“Hi, Até!” he chirped excitedly.
“Hello, Yugi,” rumbled Atem.
With no further words, the two made their way to the oak tree, where they were soon eating rice balls and sushi rolls in companionable silence.
“Hey, Atem,” Yugi ventured at length.
“Yes?”
“Well… Would you like to come over to my place today after school?” Yugi asked.
Atem frowned and looked down.
“Yugi… I…”
Taking a deep breath and deciding to risk incurring Atem’s wrath, Yugi plowed on.
“It’s just, like you said, we’ve got a lot more stuff to study, and the lunch hour just isn’t long enough anymore. Since you don’t have email, going over to each other’s places is the next best thing,” he said quickly.
“That’s true, but I simply…” Atem began to decline.
Yugi decided to play his trump card.
“Jou has a Red Eyes Black Dragon card,” he said quickly.
At this, Atem did a double take.
“That’s a very rare card. How came he by it?” the Egyptian inquired.
“I could tell you, but the story sounds better from Jou’s own mouth. Oh, wontcha come?” entreated Yugi.
Atem appeared to think deeply for a moment, then he raised rose petal irises to Yugi.
“Yes, I would like to see Jou’s card. Meet me here after the last class?” Atem said.
“I’ll be here!” declared Yugi.
“As will I,” smiled Atem. “Now, let’s get started on this work.”
“Aw, OK…” said Yugi with a smile as he picked up his book. “Traumatic bonding: Unhealthy, or traumatic bonding, occurs between people in an abusive relationship. The bond is stronger for people who have grown up in abusive households because it seems to be a normal part of relationships. The longer a relationship continues, the more difficult it is for people to leave the abusers with whom they have bonded…”
“Yugi, please… just stop,” Atem’s voice cut in.
“Huh?” asked Yugi, glancing up at Atem.
“Read something else. I don’t care what; just, something else,” Atem asked, fixing imploring eyes on Yugi.
“Oh, shit! I’m sorry,” yelped Yugi as he quickly leafed through his book. “Post traumatic stress disorder: a type of anxiety disorder that occurs “post-trauma” or after being exposed to some kind of traumatic event…”
“Yugi! Yugi! Put the book away. Let’s work on our analysis instead!” cried Atem.
“You love psychology?” asked Yugi as he stuffed the book into his backpack.
“I love her, but sometimes she’s a cruel mistress,” admitted Atem with a self deprecating smile.
After last class…
Yugi excitedly dumped his books into his backpack, shouldered it and bolted for the exit, wanting to get to the oak tree right away to meet up with Atem.
Growl! Gurgle! Growl!
Yugi clutched at his lower midsection as he felt pain and fullness lance through it.
‘Ugh! I knew I shouldn’t have had those two chili dogs for dinner last night,’ he thought in consternation.
Yugi attempted to move along until the feeling of fullness moved lower, warning of an impending explosion.
‘Better not risk it. What would Atem say if I lost it next to him?’ Yugi thought as he made his way for the men’s room.
Seven minutes later…
‘C’mon, hurry up! How much more of this is in me?!’ Yugi thought unhappily as he remained squatted over the toilet.
After doing what he needed to do, Yugi pounded down the stairs and out of the building. He was rather behind his time and needed to hurry to the tree before Atem gave up on him and left.
When Yugi rounded the corner, a smile broke across his features when he saw Atem’s form sitting under the tree. He started walking over.
“Ate-” he began to call, raising his hand in greeting.
SCREEEEEECH!!!!!
“Atem!!!”
Yugi’s voice was cut off by the sound of Atem’s name being shouted in a decidedly irate voice. Atem rose to his feet and, shoulders slumping and head bowed, made his way toward the green sedan, which Yugi recognized as the one he had so sullenly entered last week. As Atem reached the car, the old man backhanded him across the face, hard enough to turn Atem’s head to the side.
“No!” yelped Yugi breaking into a run.
It was too late. Atem was already in the sedan with the door closed and they were peeling out. Yugi tried to run after the car, but it was a futile effort. Realizing that he wasn’t going to catch up with the car that was taking his friend away, Yugi skidded to a halt and stared helplessly after it. Well, there was nothing to do but go home. Yugi turned and walked forlornly back toward his house, heart feeling like a lead weight in his chest with each slow step he took.
At home…
Yugi sat staring down at the golden pieces. Absently, he tried to fit more of them together, but they just wouldn’t cooperate. With a huff of frustration, Yugi swept the pieces aside.
‘There’s gotta be some way to find him!’ he thought desperately. ‘If only I could get access to the student directory.’
He sat up straight as the thought struck him like a bolt of lightning.
‘Bakura! As the head of a circle, he has special access to the student directory!’ Yugi thought happily as he pulled his keyboard and mouse tray out and began typing out an email to Bakura.
blackmage: bakura, i need your help bad!
SirFluffyLocks: Of course, Yugi. What can I do for you?
blackmage: i made friends with a student named atem ishtar today, but i forgot to get his address off him and he doesn’t have his email setup. i really need to get in contact with him tonight. it’s kind of an emergency.
SirFluffyLocks: That shouldn’t be a problem. Give me 20 minutes.
With nothing to do but wait, Yugi let his thoughts dwell on his Egyptian friend, Atem Ishtar, the sophomore he had only known for two weeks, but found he could hardly stop thinking about. Beautiful, mysterious, dangerous, wise, caring and kind. These were all words he could use to describe Atem, yet he found words woefully inadequate to sum up his thoughts and feelings for the Egyptian.
‘Atem…’ he sighed internally as, without even realizing it, his hands were fitting two, then three more puzzle pieces together.
Click click click click
The email icon flashed on his computer monitor, causing Yugi to realize what he was doing and pull his hands away.
‘What am I doing, working on a puzzle when Atem might be in trouble?!’ he thought in disgust as he pushed the pieces aside and went for his mouse.
SirFluffyLocks: I found him! He lives at 100-4444, Domino-to Chuo-ku Yaesu 9-4-3.
Yugi quickly went to a map site and put in his home address as the origin and Atem’s as the destination. Soon a nice path with all kinds of twists and turns was on the screen. He printed up the image.
blackmage: thanks so much, bakura!
SirFluffyLocks: You’re most welcome, Yugi.
‘Grandpa told me to go with my gut and that’s just what I’m gonna do. I dunno what’s going on at Atem’s house, but it’s bad and I can’t just ignore it,’ Yugi thought determinedly as he looked over the paper.
Just then, he heard the screech of tires, killing of a car engine and the unlocking of the downstairs door, indicating Jou’s return from work.
“Jou!” he called, grabbing the paper and running down to his friend, who was just stepping out of his shoes.
“Hey, Yuge. Yami witcha?” Jou asked hopefully, looking over Yugi’s shoulder for any signs of their expected guest.
“No! Oh, Jou, it’s terrible!” Yugi cried.
“Woah dere! Slow down, man. Wuts’ terr’ble?” asked the confused Jou.
“Atem agreed to come over. We were supposed to meet up under the oak after the last class, but I was… delayed. By the time I got there, this old guy showed up in a car and started yelling at him. Before I could get there, Atem was over at the car and the old guy just backhanded him across the face, then made him get in and drove off with him!” explained Yugi, gasping more with each word spoken.
Jou's face darkened at this.
“He hit ’m?” he echoed.
Yugi nodded sadly.
“Yuge, Yami’s gotta git outta dat situation as soon as he kin,” Jou said somberly.
Yugi knew that Jou was right, as he had experience with this.
“No wonder he was always so angry and withdrawn…” Yugi muttered to himself.
Then he looked up at Jou, determination shining in his lilac eyes as he pulled out the paper he had printed up.
“Wut’s dat?” asked Jou.
“A map to Atem’s house that Bakura helped me get. Please, Jou. We gotta go get him! I don’t know what that old man’s doing to him right now, but it can’t be anything good!” Yugi begged.
“OK, man,” said Jou.
“Let’s go!” cried Yugi, starting to step down into his shoes, only to be stopped by Jou. “What are you doing?!”
“Yuge, if dis ol’ guy’s like ya say he is, I doubt he’s jus’ gonna open da door ‘n invite us in fer tea ‘n castella ,” Jou explained his reasoning. “If we’re gonna have any chance t’ git Yami, we gotta do it undah covah a dahk.”
“But that’s hours from now!” Yugi cried, eyes wide with hysterics.
“I know, Yuge. But trust me, dis ain’t somethin’ we kin do in broad daylight. Jus’ be patient a couple hours ‘n we’ll drive dere ‘n do wuteva it takes to git Yami outta dere. OK?” placated Jou.
Yugi lowered his head.
“OK…” he conceded in a shaky voice.
“Cool. I’ll git us some takeout,” said Jou, pulling out his phone.
“Count me out, Jou. I’m not hungry,” replied Yugi mournfully.
“No, Yuge. If yer gonna help me git Yami tonight, I needja atcher best, ‘n dat means ya gotta eat,” said Jou. “Othawise, you’ll hafta stay here ‘n I’ll go mahself.”
“You can’t! He doesn’t know you. You’ll just scare him even more,” protested Yugi.
“Den ya gotta eat somethin’,” said Jou firmly.
“OK, OK. I’ll eat,” conceded Yugi, slumping down at the table.
“Dat’s a dude,” grinned Jou, flipping open his phone to call.
That night…
Dressed in black jeans, t-shirts and shoes, Yugi and Jou hopped in Jou’s car. Jou floored it and they were off, following the printed directions. At 10 PM, the streets were eerily deserted and everything seemed too dark, even with the street lights. All through the journey, Yugi sat rigidly in dreadful anticipation of what they would encounter upon reaching the house. Every red light and stop sign seemed an eternity and each road seemed endless. After many turns and a jaunt down the interstate, they found themselves on the dirt lane that led to the house. As soon as they had made the final turn, Jou killed the headlights, plunging them into darkness.
When they reached the dark, imposing four story at the end of the road, Jou pulled the car up behind one of many surrounding trees and killed the engine, revealing a chorus of chirping crickets and owls hooting in the distance as they exited the car. Above that, they heard an ominous sound.
Thump-bump!
Both young men looked at each other.
“What… the hell… was that?” asked Yugi in a dropped voice.
“No clue,” admitted Jou.
Thump-bump!
“What if it’s Atem?! I’ve gotta get in there and help him!” Yugi whispered, eyes wide as saucers.
“Chill, Yuge. Panickin’ won’t help yer friend,” said Jou as he led Yugi around the back of the house. “Keep watch.”
As Yugi kept lookout, Jou pulled out a bobby pin and, by the light of his flashlight, pushed it into the back door’s lock and started twisting and turning it until a snapping sound was heard. The door opened easily after that.
“Voila!” grinned Jou.
“Do I even wanna know where you learned to do that?” asked Yugi.
“Heh heh! Nope!” Jou chuckled.
Thump-bump!
The two boys crept into the house and found themselves engulfed in the creepy, pitch black atmosphere. As Jou shone his flashlight on the floor of the genkan to show them where the step up was, Yugi’s eyes widened at the sight of the motorcycle boots that reposed on the floor, toes turned toward the door.
“Those are Atem’s boots,” he whispered, confirming that they were at the right house.
“We got da boots. Now we gotta find deir ownah,” remarked Jou as he shone his flashlight around until it came to rest on a pile of envelopes, one of which he picked up. “Ishutaru Akhunadin.”
Thump-bump!
“It’s coming from upstairs!” whispered Yugi, charging forward and running up the staircase, Jou in hot pursuit.
Thump-bump!
Thump-bump!
Following the sounds, Yugi and Jou pounded down the hallway to the next staircase and charged up that, their breath coming in gasps, as neither was used to much exercise. Down the next corridor they charged, always guided by that blood curdling sound.
Thump-bump!
At last, they stood before the closed door, under which a dim light streamed.
“Stand back!” said Jou as he kicked the door, wrenching it from its hinges with a loud clatter and splintering of wood.
KERBLAM!!!
What Yugi and Jou saw in the dim lamp light was forever burned into their minds: Poor Atem, stripped down to his skin, lying facedown on the bed, limbs tied securely to the posts as silent tears of agony streamed down his cheeks. His sleek back and round nether cheeks bore a horrific litany of bloody welts, which crisscrossed in a grisly red network over what should have been smooth bronze skin.
On the mattress behind him was Akhnadin Ishtar, thick erection ensconced in Atem’s rear entrance as he pounded mercilessly into the young man, causing the whole bed to bump harshly against the wall with each agonizing thrust. At the sound of the breaking wood, the old man looked up, his one eye widening in startlement. Atem, in too much agony to notice much of anything, lay still, face twisted as he struggled to contain the screams that clearly wanted to erupt from deep within him.
“At…” Yugi’s voice choked as tears welled in his eyes at the sight of his friend in such an appalling state.
“You son of a bitch!” barked Jou, balling up his fist and lunging forward to connect with the old man’s chin.
Ka-pow!
This action sent the disgusting old man flying backwards, organ sliding out of Atem with a slurping sound and a pop as the tip slipped from the ring of muscle, ripping a groan of pain from Atem’s lips as blood and semen trailed from the violated orifice.
“Unnh…”
“Atem!” Yugi cried, snapping out of his shock and lunging forward to untie the leather restraints from the dark one’s wrists. “Atem! It’s OK! We’re here for you!”
Through all of this, Atem never once moved or spoke. Even as his limbs were freed from the restraints, he lay on the bed like a rag doll, eyes sealed shut, even as blood dribbled from all the open wounds marring his beautiful body.
“Atem! Atem! It’s Yugi! Please talk to me, Até!” Yugi cried as he desperately shook Atem’s shoulder, only stopping when he felt Jou’s hand on his.
“‘S no use, Yuge. He’s prolly in shock or somethin’. We got minutes till da ol’ guy wakes up ‘n gives us hell. We gotta git ‘m up ‘n outta here,” instructed the blond. “Wrap ’m in da sheet ‘n I’ll carry ’m down t’ da cah.”
With a shuddering sigh, Yugi pulled the corners of the sheet from under the mattress and swaddled his dark twin in the linen. Jou lifted the Egyptian into his arms and bore their precious cargo downstairs toward the car.
Yugi was just about to follow, when he spotted Atem’s bureau and desk, on which reposed his biker wallet and backpack. Yugi quickly stuffed the wallet into a side pocket, then leapt over to the bureau, whose drawers he yanked open and quickly grabbed as many of Atem’s clothes as he could and stuffed them into the backpack. This task finished, he hurried after Jou, who was already out of the house.
He never saw the single eye of the old man on the floor tracking his movements.
“‘Bout time, dude! Let’s git da fuck outta here!” said Jou as he punched the pedal.
“He’s bleeding bad! We gotta get him to the hospital!” Yugi cried.
“Too fah away, plus dey’d call da cops ‘n ask too many questions,” said Jou. “I’m takin’ us t’ mah girlfriend’s private clinic instead.”
“Mai-sensei!” Yugi remembered, face lighting up at the mention of Jou’s doctor girlfriend.
“Dat’s da one. She’ll be able to help Yami out bettah ’n anyone, and she won’t nahk on us t’ da cops,” smiled Jou.
“Atem, Jou,” Yugi corrected softly.
With a sigh of relief, he held the cocooned Atem against him.
“Don’t you worry, Atem. It’s OK now. I’m gonna protect you from now on,” he murmured in the ear of the figure resting in his arms as he gently stroked the Egyptian’s spiky hair.
Atem shifted in Yugi’s arms, sighing deeply and surprisingly, leaning into Yugi’s warm body.
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