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Passion and Blood	By : MadameRuby Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3223 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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     A dark figure walked through the dimly lighted
streets, for the most part ignoring the prostitutes that lined the sidewalks,
trying to find customers despite the recent danger. However, the figure stopped
when one of the hookers approached him. She was very pretty, with waist-length
black hair and stunning blue eyes. "Hey, there, sugar. Wanna play?"
the hooker asked seductively.

     The figure remained silent, looking at the girl, who
was probably only about 25. "You shouldn't be out here. This isn't the
kind of life for someone so pretty as you. Go home, wash your best
clothes," as he was talking, the figure pulled out several hundred dollars
and put the bills in the girl's hands, "and use this money to go and start
working on your dreams..."

     After having said that, the figure walked away, his
thoughts revolving around his past. 'She looked so much like Sekkena... She
deserves better than the life of a common whore....' After a while, the figure
stopped next to a different hooker, this time looking interested.
"Hmmm....."

     "What's up? See something you like?" the
hooker asked, unaware of the danger she faced and thinking that the young man
looking her over was getting in over his head.

     "As a matter of fact, yes... Would you like to
come to my place? It's very comfortable, and there you can get what you truly
earn..."

     The hooker seemed unaware of the double meaning of
what the man said, and went along with him. As the two walked underneath a
street lamp, the figure was revealed as a young man with stunning crimson red
eyes, black hair with blonde highlights tied up in a ponytail, and very pale
skin. He led his escort to an alleyway. "You said we were going to your
home..." the hooker said, frightened for perhaps the first time that
evening.

     "I lied..." the young man said, lightly
kissing the girl's neck, "I like right here as a spot to make out..."
When he pulled away, the girl seemed lifeless, and hung limp in his arms. He
took a pocketknife, sharpened more than one should be, into his left hand and
cut the hooker's throat starting at his right side. The one thing that would
puzzle police later on was the lack of blood...
Chapter
1
     Yami sat down inside one of the few nightclubs in
Domino City, Japan. It was Saturday night, and time for a school dance that was
being held at that particular nightclub. Unfortunately, Yami didn't know this,
and was disgusted at all the high school students showing their affection for
each other so openly in public. He did, however, like the fact that instead of
the glaring bright yellow lights that were normally used in this nightclub were
replaced by dimmer, red lights. Red light was much easier on his eyes.

     He sat at the bar, and noticed that all high school
students under the age of 18 had a stamp marking them as too young to drink.
"Good," he muttered to himself before brushing away the blonde streak
of hair that refused to stay in the ponytail he wore. He leaned back, wondering
how it was possible for people to be so open about their feelings in public. He
had absolutely nothing against the music (with the exception that the volume of
it hurt his sensitive ears), nor with the dancing that went on (Yami thought it
was good to show the reality of the passion and desire of sex in something that
he believed should be used in an erotic manner). And yet, the fact that people
could make out in public places both disgusted and annoyed him.

     When the door opened, letting in dim sunlight, Yami
looked away until the door once again closed. He looked at the small group who
had just walked in. Nothing was special at all about them, until he looked at
the smallest member of the group. The boy, for that's all he was, had spiky
black hair with blonde highlights, and reddish tints at the tips of his hair.
What caught Yami's attention most, however, was his amethyst colored eyes. Yami
felt as if he could lose himself forever in those windows to the soul,
compeletely open for anyone tok ink into.

     Yami felt that the boy, who looked so similar to
himself, was lucky to have such innocence. The world today was corrupted with
so many scenes of violence and sex, that even a young child was exposed early
on to the horrors of the real world, and almost never had any innocence. Yami
closed his eyes, and searched through the boy's mind. Searching a person's mind
did not mean knowing their exact thoughts and memories, but rather, gaining a
vague impression about the person's character.

     There were a few things that Yami learned right off.
The boy's name was Mutou Yugi. He was a bisexual virgin... (Yami couldn't help
but learn that, it was right at the front of Yugi's mind!) However, the boy was
not so innocent as he seemed. Yami's mind was filled with the knowledge Yugi
had gained. There was something special about Yugi. He was able to search his
mind much better than any normal human. "Perhaps," Yami muttered to
himself, "this is who I have been looking for..."

     Yami watched Yugi and his friends to see where they
sat down at. He got up and requested a song, one of his favorites in this era.
The tone of the song would allow him to learn more about Yugi, and look into
his soul. Yami walked over to where Yugi and his friends sat, being sure to put
the stray lock of blonde hair behind his ear before he met with them.
"Hello..." Yami said, looking at Yugi before sitting down.
*****
     Yugi was enraptured by the young man's stunning
blood-red eyes. He felt small and weak compared to this stranger, and also
oddly attracted to him. True, the guy was only a few inches taller than him,
but to Yugi, that didn't make a difference. It was the young man's confidence
and demeanor that made Yugi feel small and insignificant. And yet... Yugi
sensed that although the guy had a youthful appearance, he was much older than
he looked.

     "My name is Yami..." the 'young' man said,
looking at Yugi pointedly.

     "Ano... I'm Mutou Yugi..." Yugi mumbled.

     "Yugi... Tell me, Yugi, would you like to
dance?" Yami asked.

     Yugi looked up. Honda, Jou, and Anzu; his friends,
looked disapproving. And yet, how could he ever have the independence he wanted
if he always listened to his friends instead of doing what he wanted?
"Sure. But, cowe wwe wait for a slower song?" Yugi replied, slightly
nervous.

     "Of course. There should be a slow song starting
up soon... I heard someone request one." A lie. Yami hated to lie, but he
couldn't just tell Yugi that he had requested a slow song just for this
purpose.

     Yami and Yugi started to talk, finding out what they
had in common. When Yami heard Yugi mention that he was interested in going to
Egypt someday, he perked up. "Why?" Yami asked.

     "It's just that.... my grandfather is an
archeologist, and I just thought it would be awesome to go and visit this tomb
he told me about... It's supposedly for a Pharaoh that never died..." Yugi
said, smiling.

     Yami looked lost in thought. "Why? Why did
Sekkena insist on building that tomb?" Yami whispered too quietly for
anyone to hear.
~~~~~
     "Sekkena! Why? Why do you want to do this?
I'm not dead!"

     "Yami, it's for your own good... If the people
find out that you won't die, it will destroy the way they think! Instead of
seeing you as the son of a god, they will see you as a god. You know that's not
true. A god does not have weaknesses. You do! The sun, Yami! You know that
you're blind during the day, but the people won't understand that..."

     Yami turned to face his wife. "Sekkena, that
still is no reason to build this tomb..."

     "But Yami, if the people believe that you are
dead, they will never have to know about what has happened to you... You're
free of the pressures of being a Pharaoh, Yami! Let me take over, you've taught
me what to do, and I feel that I can lead Egypt into..."

     "Sekkena, listen to me! If you believe that
you are ready to lead Egypt into anything but disaster, then you truly are not
ready. If you thought that you would not be able to lead, then I would feel
that you were. Overconfidence is a Pharaoh's downfall. You know how to rule,
but you don't know how to play the Shadow Games. That would easily be your
downfall."

     Yami looked at his wife, tears welling in his
crimson eyes, his spiky hair swaying slightly as he embraced her. "I will
allow you to advise whomever I choose to rule in my stead. And I will be sure
to choose someone who will listen . Bu. But I will not force you to learn the
Shadow Games. You have been too good a friend to me. I couldn't bear it if you
got hurt in the Games..."
~~~~~
     Yami heard the music to his song start. He led Yugi
to the dance floor, taking off the neck belt the boy was wearing. He whispered
the Latin along with the song.
Domine o venite o

Sacramentum [disces m]eo deo
Domine o venite o

(Domine o venite o)

Sacramentum [disces m]eo deo

(Sacramentum [disces m]eo deo)
Domine o venite o

Sacramentum [disces m]eo deo
(Athair ar Neamh, Dia linn)

Domine o venite o (Domine o venite o)

(Athair ar Neamh, Dia loim)

Sacramentum [disces m]eo deo (Sacramentum [disces m]eo deo)
Running his hands just inches above Yugi's body, he felt everything the
smaller boy had ever felt--all the pain and happiness, as well as all of his
thoughts.
Domine o venite o (Domine o venite o)

(Athair ar Neamh, Dia linn)

Sacramentum [disces m]eo deo (Sacramentum [disces m]eo deo)

(Athair ar Neamh, Dia loim)
(Pain, loneliness, happiness...) was running through Yami's head...
Domine o venite o

Sacramentum [disces m]eo deo
Domine o venite o

Sacramentum [disces m]eo deo
(He's cute.... Oh my god, he's looking at me!.... Should I dance?... Fuck
the others! I'm gonna dance with him!) Yugi's thoughts from the previous half
hour ran through Yami's mind as he held the smaller boy close. Smiling to
himself, he started moving in circles with Yugi still in his arms.
(Sacramentum...)
Domine o venite o

Sacramentum [disces m]eo deo
Domine o venite o

Sacramentum [disces m]eo deo
Sacramentum [disces m]eo deo
Domine o venite o...
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