House of Cards | By : Mimiheart Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 3458 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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House of Cards
Summary: Yugi of all people knew that life could change with
the turn of a card. He didn’t know his
life could tumble down without one.
Warnings: RAPE
AN: Things in italics
are thoughts. Things in *'s are between
Yami and Yugi through the link. Things
in quotes are speech.
Rated R for language and non-descript rape.
This is much darker than my last one...just a warning.
********
Yugi got into his car and headed for the apartment he shared
with Jounouchi. He had been working all
day in his grandfather's shop, and had ended up staying for dinner. When the doorbell rang at 7:30, he hadn't
thought anything of it. He got up, went
to the door, and signed for the package.
Noticing it was the display he had ordered weeks ago, his grandfather
had asked him to stay and help him set it up.
As a result, it was now 10:30 pm, much later than he usually went home.
Yugi pressed on the gas petal, he wanted to get through this
particular area of town quickly. His
car didn't respond the way he wanted.
Instead, it slowed down, puttered, and died. When he turned the key in the ignition, the only sound was a
click. Great, he thought, just
what I needed...
*Something wrong, Aibou?*
*No, Yami, my car just stopped working,* he responded, nervously,
tapping the gas gauge. The needle went
from showing the tank was 3/4 full to the bottom-empty.
*What happened?*
*Just ran out of gas.*
In the red light district... Yugi
looked out the window of his car.
Walking along the sidewalk were both drag queens and female
prostitutes. He gulped as one of them
came to his window.
*Would you like me to take over?*
*No, thank you, Yami.
It's not that big a deal.*
*Then why are you so nervous?*
*I'm ok, really.*
"Hey Sugar, need a hand?" The woman's voice was lower than it should
be. Yugi looked closer to see an Adam's
apple on his neck.
"Er...um...I...I'm not here for any services...em...my
car, it broke down."
"You're cute, Sugar.
Don't worry, I won't bite. Do
you have a cell phone?"
Yugi smiled at the man, then said enthusiastically,
"Yes! I got it for my
birthday." He reached into the
glove box, and pulled out the flip-phone.
Hitting the power key, he sighed.
"Guess not." He tossed the phone onto the floor.
"Come on, there's a pay phone not too far from
here. I'll walk with you, the other
girls won't bother you if you're with me."
*Aibou, please let me out.
I have a bad feeling.*
*Ok, Yami...*
"I'm Shirley."
Yami glanced at him, furrowing his eyebrows, "Oh, I'm
Yugi." The two walked in silence
down the street.
Suddenly, he was grabbed from behind, a hand covering his
mouth. "Lookie what I caught... a
fag on a leash." Yami felt himself
being slammed against a wall, as the man grabbed the collar around his
neck. He saw Shirley next to him,
pinned to the wall as well. The man who
had spoken a second ago banged his head against the wall again. "I don't like fags."
Yami thought it would be better if he didn't speak. His red eyes glared at the person holding
him. The fat fingers grabbed the puzzle
around his neck. Holding him by his
throat against the wall, he pulled the chain over his head. "No..."
Yami was pulled into the puzzle as it left his host's
body. His soul room shattered around
him...
*******
Yugi shook in fear as the man pinned him to the ground. Next to him, Shirley whimpered. "I'm sorry, Sugar."
"Not your fault."
He said softly.
Another man appeared out of nowhere next to him. "You know what we do to people like
you? Weaklings who fuck other men? Faggots who flaunt themselves in front of
God? We show them how to be men. What it's like to have real men. Have you ever had a real man?"
Yugi stared at him with wide eyes. He couldn't figure out what they were talking about. "I...I...don't understand."
The man towering over him kicked him in the ribs. The one holding him pulled him into a
bruising kiss. Tears rolled down his
face, and he tried to reach out to Yami, only to find a dead link.
The men dragged Yugi and Shirley further off the main street,
into an alleyway. Yugi was yanked by
his hair forced face down into a puddle of water. He choked as he breathed in the muck, but it didn't stop the man
from pushing his face further down.
"You are mud.
You deserve to eat mud."
Yugi cried into the ground.
Someone help me... he sent out a silent prayer, as the ground
shook around him. More men joined the
first three.
A man with sharp fingernails flipped him over. "You are a pretty little fag-boy. My favorite kind." He yanked Yugi to his feet by his right
arm. Yugi heard a sickening *pop* as he
half walked, half was dragged into a dark corner of the alley.
"Shirley, run!"
he cried in vain, as he saw them do similar things to the prostitute.
He was pushed to the ground again. He heard a gunshot where he had last seen Shirley. Sharp fingernails pulled off his pants,
scraping his thighs. He sobbed
silently, praying for this to end.
He lost count of how many times he was kicked. Finally, his prayers were answered, and he
lost consciousness.
It started to rain, and the men left Yugi alone in the
downpour to die.
I have to find the puzzle. I have to find Yami.
Where's Yami? I have to get to
the puzzle. As Yugi started to come
to, he ignored the pain radiating all over his body. He crawled toward the only light he could see. He stopped as he came to Shirley's
body. Blood oozed out from a hole in
his chest.
Trying not to throw up, he continued on. I have to find the puzzle. I have to find Yami. Where's Yami? He repeated the mantra in his mind.
His hand hit something sharp, in the dim streetlight, he
found the pieces. He gathered them, putting
the puzzle together as he went along. I
have to finish the puzzle. I have to
get Yami. I need Yami.
The rain mixed with his tears. I have to finish the puzzle.
I have to get Yami. I need Yami.
I have to finish the puzzle. I have to
get Yami. I need Yami.
He put thst pst piece of the puzzle in, twisting it into
place, he went back in to blessed unconsciousness.
********
Yami ran out of his soul room to Yugi's. Something was very wrong. Yugi wasn't responding to him. *Aibou?
What happened? Answer me.*
Yugi's door was locked.
Yami concentrated on the door, forcing it open. As he walked in, he gasped at what he
saw.
Normally bright, with toys everywhere, the room was now
black, and void of anything. Yugi sat
naked in the corner, his knees to his chest, his head resting on his
knees. He rocked back and forth. Yami went to him, and he started screaming.
"Don't touch me...Don't touch me..." Tears rolled down his face.
"Aibou, it's me.
It's Yami. Please. Let me help you." What did they do to you, Hikari? What could they have done to you?
"Yami.
Help. Scared. Don't hurt me. Don't touch me."
"I won't hurt you Aibou. I'm going to take over the body now. Rest, I'm here now..."
PAIN, indescribable pain... Yami immediately knew what had happened during his absence. *Aibou...I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.*
He couldn't stand, but he knew he had to get Yugi help, and
quickly. He did the only thing he could
do...he yelled.
*******
*Ducks and runs from the people. I'll get more up soon, I promise! I know, I hate cliffhangers myself...*
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