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Late Night Crisis	By : KlebKat Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3551 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"LATE NIGHT CRISIS"

COPYWRITED BY: KAYBE2003 & THE MUCK TRADEMARK CORPERATION

BY: K. L. E. B. KAT

[Currently lissoning to: "THE POWER OF LOVE" from the 'Sailor Moon' soundtrack]

KlebKat: GO, EVIL BAKURA! KICK BONZ'S ASS!! Hello ya'all! Here it is, the last ACT of "Late Night Crisis" (in two parts)! Next will be the 'Epilog' and then the 'Author's Commentary'! ^_^ I hope you'll enjoy this and please look for my next fic "Aishiteru Tenshi" in the 'Vampire Hunter D' section of this site.

The next Yu-Gi-Oh! fic I'll be doing will be entitled "Pharaoh�s Banquet" and it is the Prequel to the "Late Night" works.

And since I'm by myself at this moment in time, *in stupid 'na-na' voice* I GIT TA DO THA DISCLAMER!! *Laughs loudly*

*Recomposes* AHEM! IF I DID OWN YU-GI-OH!, THEN THE 'LATE NIGHT' FIC'S AND THOSE TO COME WOULD BE WATCHABLE!! *thinks about it and drools* AND I DO NOT, REPEAT, I DO NOT OWN BAD SPELLING!!

FLAMERS WHO REPORT PEOPLE -ONLY BECAUSE I (THE OWNER OF THE MUCK TRADEMARK CORPERATION) DELATE THEIR FLAMES, BLOCK THEM FROM FURTHER STUPIDFYING THEMSELVES, AND BECAUSE MY FRIENDS AND REVIEWERS DECIED TO KICK THEIR ASS IN A RE-FLAME- ARE THE CHILDISH ONES AND THEY SUCK NO MATER WHAT THEY SAY!! AND GLOTING ABOUT IT ON YOUR BIO PAGE ONLY HELPS YOUR SHAMELESS, PATHEDIC, SNOBBY, PREEPY PRIDE! SO THE 'LATE NIGHT' FICS ARE BACK JUST TA SPITE YOU AND YOUR PREEPY FRIENDS!!

I'M NOT CHANGEING ANYTHING!! *loads a RE: 2 Rocket Launcher and cocks it* So... Any Flamer Wanna Play? *evil authoress smile as she flips off Kobura Doragon, the Flamer/Nuker that reported her and Shardy*

*Readers note* THIS ACT CONTAINS SOME EXSERTS FROM 'ANGEL EATER I & II' and 'LATE NIGHT DIP'! 'Angel Eater' is by Unintentional Nightmare and 'LATE NIGHT DIP' belongs to me, KLEBKat! THIS MEANS THAT I HAVE SLIGHTLY CHANGED A LINE TO BETTER SUIT THE IDEA OR FLOW OF READING [bla bla bla]!! Something's will be badly misspelled and lowered case!! You may be the ASSHOLE that REPORTED me and Shardy the Psycho Elf and may deiced to do it again... *aims RE: 2 Rocket Launcher at your head* please send your crap har harassing thoughts to: I'MBACKANDIDON'TGIVEAFUCK@ABOUTYOURTHOUGHTS.COM!

**!!WARNINGWARNING!** LEMONY FREASHNESS... i think, ANGUST, AND A LOT OF SWEARING!! THE MIND BATTLE GET'S A LITTLE CONFUSEING BUT PLEASE WORK WITH ME! **WARNINGWARNING!!**

**all flames will be given to Dixie and Mouse to play with *looks through her window to see Mouse and Dixie playing with hairspray and a gas lighter* which I don't think's a good idea.**
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Late Night Crisis ~ACT VIII~ PART ONE

[Rollins Band 'FOOL' changed 'she'll to 'he'll']

[I should have seen my end coming from a long way off]

[My friend said man 'he'll' give you the blues, don't get caught]

[But I went ahead and told myself a bunch of lies]

[And spent night after hammered night getting back my mind]
"Kaiba?!" nea nearly screamed as he realized what was going on. "Bu-b-but I thought..."

"Uhnn...!" Malik orgasamed, interrupting Joey's sentenced, and screamed his joy as he grabbed a fistful of Kaiba's messy hair and bucked repeatedly into his lover�s mouth.

Malik lazily looked up at Joey -smirking- once it was over, the sweat on his face lightly reflecting the artificial light in the house, "You shouldn't do that, Wheeler, 'thinking' can be dangerous to your health."
"Kaiba

~"You'll pay for that door, mutt."~

"Kaiba?"

The CEO looked up at Joey from his position on the floor. ~"Get out of my house, Dog."~ he commanded with no emotion, just... said.

"But, Kaiba," Joey was confused, he thought... he had sensed..., "you said dat you didn't want Malik!"

~"I've changed my mind. Now get out! You're not my lover anymore!"~

Joey continued to just stare, never taking his attention off of Kaiba. If he had, though, he would have seen the faint sparkle that didn't come from Malik's jewelry.

"He said leave, inu." Malik stated forcefully, but Joey didn't hear him, or maybe he didn't want to hear him.

Kaiba stood up slowly and walked towards Joey, who still stood in place gawking, trying to piece together what was going on and why his koi, Seto Kaiba, was acting this way.

After what seemed like ho Joe Joey finally registered the fact that Kaiba was standing right in front of him. Joey, confused unto no end, leaned forward and hugged Kaiba, burying his face into the CEO's warm neck. "K-Kaiba, I don't understand!"

Kaiba felt unnaturally stiff, like a brick wall. In his dealings with Kaiba before -as his enemy and as his lover- Seto was always strong and hateful, your average jackass, but now...

~"I said, get out of my house, Wheeler."~ again, the voice with no felling, just said.

"No, Seto," Joey announced sternly, looking into Kaiba's eye's, "not until I understand what's going!"

'Holy, shit!' Joey's mind repeated the phrase over and over, wondering what the hell was going on. 'His eye's... WHAT THE FUCK DID MALIK DO TO SETO?'

Joey let go of Kaiba and immidetly headed towards the sniggering Egyptian boy with his fists raised, "YOU ASSHOLE! WHAJEW DO--"

"Simple, I fucked him." the crazed blonde chuckled.

"STAYAWAYFROMHIM,JOEY!" the voice sounded desperate, breaking that creepy feel that radiated from Kaiba as he grabbed Joey's hand in a forceful grip; then sent him flying backwards into one of the walls near the door.

"Set- Seto...?" the Inu felt powerless with both Malik and Kaiba against him; what the hell should he do?

"He loves me now," came Malik's cool, malicious purr from the couch where he continued to sit.

~"Leave or I'll call the ASAPCA for you mange Mutt."~

He was running out of options and Joey needed to think of something. 'Kaiba's tryin' ta protect me, I know he is, but he's tha one dat needs protectin!' Joey pushed himself off the wall slowly. 'Kaiba... seto...' He stared at Kaiba's lip's remembering their first kiss:
His eyes closed as soon as his body laid face down on the renaissance styled furniture and his mind was fading away from the stressful worry to a lovely black.

"Hey! Is any one in here?" a disspizable voice stated rather loudly. "Did ja forget ta close yer own door or what!? Ber'lers could come in on ya or somethin'!... Hun?" the voice eyed someone on the fancy couch near the TV. "Hey, are ya aw`right?" the Brookline voice said more calmly, speakingter ter with more concern... more sweetly. A hand touched Kaibas back and the soft, warm, silk feeling slightly careerist more than it meant to; sending goose bumps skimming all over his back and string Kaibas sleep deprived body to the dangerous faze-- dream acting.

Kaiba turned over, eyes barely open but still lightly sleeping and hugged the bent over person; thinking their lips where those of his beloved Malik Ishtar--

"KAI--" and kissed them gently. The body didn't jerk back and even lend in a little more for the short, brushing kiss.

Kaiba's nose touched the others once the kiss was over and -now fully awake with a smile in his minds eye- half liddly opened his eyes to stare into huge brown ones and not the psychotic, violent violet that he had expected to see.

"kaiba..." the voice gently whispered against the CEO's partially open lips.
[I am a fool when I think I need you]

[I'm a fool to believe]

hearheart is so wide open]

[I'm so easy to deceive]

[I'm a fool I'll keep believing]

[Like a fool I'll believe it all]

[I'm a fool who'll keep on coming]

[And like a fool, I will crawl]
Joey couldn't help it; he had to kiss Seto, if this be the last time, then he wouldn't be denied. He walked slowly to face Kaiba. Leaning up and closing his eyes, he barely brushed his lips to Kaiba's; and he could taste it, all of it. He could taste Malik, he could taste the bitter sweetness of sperm, and he could taste the coppery substance that hung onto his tongue; and he hated it because he tasted everything but Seto Kaiba.

'Blood. Why do I taste blood on Seto's lips?' Joey thought as he half liddly starred up at Kaiba.

"...what did malik do to you, seto?..." he murmured softly so that only Kaiba could hear; or so he thought.

"I gave him what he really wanted," Malik purred from the couch with an evil, queer smile, "and he wanted my dominance."

"YOU BASTARED!" Joey made a move towards Malik and Kaiba stepped in-between.

~"Remember what happened last time, Dog."~ Kaiba said.

Fire burned in Joey's eyes as he fought with his mind on what o. Eo. Even if Kaiba was there helping Joey or Malik, Malik would probly kick his ass though he didn't look that strong. He could go and get help; Honda, Evil Bakura, and Duke would be great help but who knew what the hell Malik would concock in that little, demented head of his in an hour or so.

"Kaiba," Joey said at last, "is that what you really want?"

~"Yes."~

"For me to go and never come back? Why'd jew do all that stuff earlier if this is whachew want?"

'Kaiba' didn't answer.

Joey was close to tears, "I... i... YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME, KAIBA! WHAT WAS DAT, SOME BULLSHIT YOU FEED ME?!"

"Out." Malik commanded, pointing to the door from his position on the couch.

A tear streamed down Joey's right cheek as he whispered, "...where dose tears you showed me at tha hotel BS too?" Joey tighten the fists he had unconsoulsly made with his hands. He narrowed his eyes as he looked up at Kaiba though goldgolden bangs. Another tear came running down his face as his eyes shifted from Kaiba to Malik, "...you never show any real emotion do you; always the jackass CEO."

That's not what Joey meant to any any of it, but that's what had came out. Joey meant to show Kaiba he was wrong about going back to Malik but had only stabbed himself in the process. With Joey's true thoughts and feelings about his relationship with Kaiba now open, he only made himself sic

~"I think it's time for you leave now."~ Kaiba said again, emotionless.

That was it; Joey couldn't take it any more. "Yhea, whatever." he said in his normal fed up 'i-don't-give-a-care' tone, shoving his hand's into his pockets and turned to walk away, away from Kaiba, away from Malik, away from the Mansion, away from it all.

With a slow, last twirl, Joey faced Malik and Kaiba, and used one finger to describe what he wanted to say to both boys.

"I love you too, Joey," Malik purred, giggling madly.

Joey shot the younger teen a death glare, charged him with a snarl, and ended up -somehow- outside on his ass at the bottom of Kaiba's porch with a bloody nose and a pain in his abs.

~"I warned you, Mutt. Now go home."~ and with that, Kaiba shut the door.

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[I waste time in my mind thinking of you]

[I'm a fool I know]

[And it hurts to take the pain over and over]

[I'm a fool I know]

[I keep wrecking myself when I should be healing my wounds]

[I'm a fool I know]

[Self-mutilation is the only thing that I know]

[I'm a fool I know]

[I've watched your front teeth sharpen and I've felt your muscles flex]

[You have the kind of eyes that turn mere mortals into wrecks]

[I know first hand so well all the hard times you direct]

[Seduced rejected reduced ejected again]
'Joey...' a voice whimpered, 'what the hell did i just do?'
['He felt nothing beyond the taunting fingers of Malik, and heard nothing pleasurable besides that voice. He had become a slave to the blond Egyptian in more ways then one.']
The place he was in was cold, like never melting ice. Creepiness emanated from it until the blue-eyed boy was para, go, going hysterical at every little noise, movement, or vibration in the midnight darkness.

'what did i do to deserve this? God must be punishing me for something. What is it?'

'It's not God, it's Malik that's punishing you...' his mind told him.

'i killed my own father because he punished me, for not being his perfect heir.'

'Malik killed his father too... he fell in love with killing and power... your power, Seto.'

'what power did i give him? when i'm with him, i'm weak and i'm getting weaker'
[Creed: One Last Breath]

['Please come now I think I'm falling]

[I'm holding on to all I think is safe]

[It seems I found the road to nowhere]

[And I'm trying to escape]

[I yelled back when I heard thunder]

[But I'm down to one last breath]

[And with it let me say]

[Let me say]

[Hold me now]

[I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking]

[That maybe six feet]

[Ain't so far down']
[Malik leaned back, laughing, almost hysterically. It took Seto a while to recognize the words in-between the arching laughter.
"...Killed him...We're two of a....kind, Seto....." The brunette froze, letting the laughter surround him, it was almost euphoric. He felt the heat, the giddy energy that rushed down his veins, "Patricide isn't a sin..." Violet eyes were insane now, "It's a gift,"
"You...." Seto took a step back, giddyness and combating fear... and losing, or mingling.
"Oh yes, I offended dear old dad as well...Did you like it? Did he scream for you?" Malik rounded the table, wine dripping off of his hair and down his white shirt staining it a bruise-purple color. Seto just stood there, he couldn't move. The air around the blond was electrifying, powerful, dangerous.
"I pushed him out a window," the words were bitter, a bile in his throat. Something he had never wanted to share. But Malik pulled it out without trying, the blond could turn his world upside down by just breathing.
"Sad, no blood, no death throes. Bad boy," Malik laughed, not at all his happy-laugh, but this one was cocky, mocking, and it spiraled like his last laugh.]
['I'm looking down now that it's over]

[Reflecting on all of my mistakes]

[I thought I found the road to somewhere]

[Somewhere in His grace]

[I cried out heaven save me]

[But I'm down to one last breath]

[withwith it let me say]

[Let me say]

[Hold me now]

[I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking]

[That maybe six feet]

[Ain't so far down']
[...Still afraid. Afraid that what he felt would be so much lower from what he imagined. Or that he would get burned, or worse yet, break the image of Malik.]
He continued the mantle argument with himself, his mind feeding him answers as he asked questions about himself and his relationships with Malik and Joey. Kaiba curled up into a ball, knees to his chest and his face in his hands, "Do you think he'll forgive me?" he asked himself.

'~noooooo~' came the strangely happy voice, fallowed by a chuckle and arms being wrapped around his neck.

He screwed his head up and looked in to violet eyes that were strong, empty of sorrow and lust, filled with almost... sadness. The soft, off white hair touched his cheek, caressing it as its owner bent down to whisper in his left ear:
Break the image of Malik.
Cobalt eye's widen as he heard the words, not spoken, but... somehow transferred from one mind to the other.

'i can't.'

'~Why?~'
'he's too much...'

'~For the great and powerful Seto Kaiba?~'

He hid his face in his arms, in a signal of defeat, 'yes.'
"Joey, you�re an ok duelist and all but I'm afraid you're a waste of my brother's time!"
The memory was pulled out of nowhere and the sudden pang in his heart forced out the owner of the phrase's name, 'Mokuba.'

'Just think of the possibites, all the ways Malik and your body can 'play' with your little brother...' The voice cooed mockingly in his head.

Images flashed in his mind, sick, twisted images of him and his brother.

~"NO! PLEASE STOP, ONII-SAMA!! ONII-SAMA!!"~

And then he saw Mokuba's bruised body, white hair spilling over black hair and he heard nothing but screaming and mad laughter.

'DON'T TOUCH HIM!' he yelled with all his mental force; wanting, trying to stand up and kill the person who bore those unclean thoughts.

'How can you stop him? How can you protect Mokuba if your here, sobbing and crying... defenseless?'

He paused. The prescense was right, he couldn't protect Mokuba; even if he was here or against Malik.

'I never said that...' the voiced trailed and was gone.
['DISCONNECT' Rollins Band]

[Don't want to think too much]

[It makes me think too much]

[It keeps my mind on my mind]
Break the image of Malik.
'i can't save you... Mokuba.' Tears streamed down his face, stinging his eyes. Another image flashed in his mind's eye. Mokuba, handcuffed to his brothers bed -beat up and bloody- was sobbing; the face he was making at the bigger person made Seto cry harder. The fear... there was no fear in his younger brother's eye's... fear couldn't even describe it.

~"NO, ONI-SAMA! SOMEONE HELP ME! ONII-SAMA'S..."~

'no... please don't say it.'

[Don't want to see too much]

[It makes me see too much]

[Sometimes I'd rather be blind]
Break the image of Malik.
~"... HE'S..."~

"... i beg you, don't say it!"

[All the things that they're saying, doing]

[It overloads me]

[Too much static]

[I want to discct mct myself]

[Pull my brain out and go deep inside]

[I want to pull it out]
Break the image of Malik.
~"RAP--"~

'STOP IT! NO I'M NOT! I WON'T! NOT WITH MY BROTHER!!' He formed fists with his hands and pounded his temples rtedltedly with them.

[Too damn bad if at the end of the day]

[The only thought in your brain are all the things that they say]

[What a waste]

[Too damn bad if at the end of the line]

[You have no idea of what's on your mind]

[You got no one to blame but yourself]
Break the image of Malik.
~"--EING MEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"~

'GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HEAD!'

***
[Rollins Band 'DIVINE OBJECT OF HATRED']

[When you kick me]

[When you rape me]

[When you burn me]

[When you break me]

[When you cut me]

[I am divine]

[Your divine object of hatred]
~"You're a virgin, aren't you, little one?"~

Kaiba froze when the new image and voice appeared in his head. His heart filled with angst and depression as he listened to the crazy, lust filled chuckle.
[Show me hou reu really are]

[Show me how you really feel]

[Let me know you really care]

[Let me know your hatred's real]

[I trust you when you hate me]

[Abuse me with all you heart]

[It's why I'm here]

[I'm you divine object of hatred]
~"My little sex slave, let me be your 'Angel Eater."

"What's that?"~ asked the cold and frightened voice of Mokuba Kaiba.

~"An 'Angel Eater' is what takes away a person's 'innocence'. I would have done it myself with your brother, but Tristin* got to him first."~ The voice didn't sound the lest bit disappointed by the fact. ~"But nothing to worry about..." The blond head benwn twn to Mokuba's ear, ~"I'll take care of you and your 'innocence..."~ Malik licked the young Kaiba's inner ear.

'NO, I WON'T LET YOU HURT MOKUBA!!'
[You hate me]

[I can see that it's real]

[You do things to me]

[That you never thought you would]

[You hurt me]

[You'll never know what I feel]

[What you bring me]

[I never thought you could]

[Give me more]

[Make me stronger]

[High on your poison]

[I am divine]
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Then he was standing, his left arm slightly bent and a cold, wet object in his hand. Shocked by the feeling, the disturbing images replayed in Kaiba's head. He stepped back, dropping the glass of liquor on the carpeted floor of his sitting room. Kaiba surveyed the room as mind-shatering pain filled his lower half. Malik sat on the couch, unmoving, his eye's the only visible sign of shock on his elfin face...
Break the image of Malik.
No. Not elfin, demonic, the face of Lucifer, the Prince of Lies and King of Hell.

Seto noticed the quite, new phrase repeating in his mind, the one he and Malik had discussed mentally only a year before... about Gozubaru that Kaiba now applied to Malik as w

Did you love him?
[No. Not at all.]
Liar.
[Lying doesn't hurt as much.]
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* Refrence to 'LOCKER ROOM'. I'm thinking on posting it but I�m not sure yet; it's only half written though.

[Currently lissening to: 'Angel' by Shaggy]

KlebKat: Well, actually, that song was playing the whole time during the 'Malik is having his way with Mokuba' scene. Life scares me; I'm really starting to hate punctuality. All through the 'Late Night' fic's, songs would just pop outta nowhere -on the radio or randomly on my computer- and fit in perfectly with the moment. That's why I added the 'Currently Playing' part to the commentary, because it was happening so often while I'm writing Fan Fiction (for anything). Well, that means I have a slight problem: I can't write without music and the music mysteriously pops into place when it�s played at a point I'm either reading to typing. *Shakes head and extremely long pigtails go flying, breaking several objects* UH-OH! Hope Mom didn't hear that!

Anyway, school will be starting on the 20th (I'M IN COLLEGE!! FREASHMEN!!) So, I may not be writing as much as I would like. And I would like to say that I really DON'T feel sorry for my friends who had to go back to the HIGH school on the FOURTH of AUGAUST! So why Shard, Kat, and Erin are attending their Senior and Jr. year at MHS, I'll be sleeping until 4:30 in the afternoon *points to herself: "night owl."*, Laughing my ass off at you, and playing Duelist of the Roses & Kingdom Hearts. Sorry you guys, but I'll be rubbing it in till my onii-san and I have to go back to school (yes, my onii-san. I respect him, but not as much as Mokuba does Kaiba and I don't think I ever will enough to call oni onii-sama).
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