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Forbidden Love	By : SilverWing147 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1652 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Forbidden Love
The First Time
I Saw You
Yami stood in
the long shadowed light of dawn. To many dawn was a thing of beauty but to Yami
it was only a thing to be despised. Crimson eyes narrowed as he quickly ducked
into nearby shadows. The light can�t be allowed to touch his flesh and he was
running out of time. Mist arose from the road in paled tendrils. The heat
evaporating the moisture the night had provided everything with. Yami snarled
under his breath he had stayed out too late� well to early to be precise. He
needed somewhere dark to hide for the day and right now the only reachable
place was the building he was hiding behind. He would have rather liked to
return to his own home but of course he had no time to reach it now. His eyes
scurried along the exterior of the building searching for a way to enter it. A
window left opened seemed his best bet but he could tell from the sounds coming
from that window that there was someone in there. But judging by the breathing
patterns he was sleeping soundly and Yami could be as silent as the night
itself when he wanted. He leapt up to the window gracefully hurling himself
into the room. It was an eassk fsk for someone who had long mastered their
vampirish powers. His eyes flicked over the room taking in every detail. It was
a neat room, with a few scattered school books lying on the desk. Against the
wall in a corner was a bed. The bed would have been of no interest to Yami but
he was enthralled by what was lying in the bed. It was someone who
looked unmistakably like him, but his features were softer and warmer than his
own. For as much as Yami longed to at that point in time reach out and place
one of his hands on the soft skin of the boy�s flesh there was still the ever
nearing approach of dawn that made itself known as birds began to wake from
there slumber. Yami cast one last look over the boy but now he had a dilemma.
Where would he hide out of light and sight of the sun and the inhabitants of
the house? He quickly headed out of the room and instantly headed downstairs.
Yami had learnt early in his life that the basement was always a great place to
hide. No one ever ventured into that dark, dank and unorganised place. These
qualities made it perfect for a nearby vampire or vampiress to hide in.
Unfortunately for Yami there was no basement to this home. Where else could he
go? Well if they didn�t have a basement they were bound to have an attic. That
was a risk, as some attics have large uncovered windows. Yami sprung back up
the stairs quickly finding that they had no attic either. What did the
occupants of this house do with their unwanted or unneeded possessions?
Yami�s
internal alarm was on overdrive. Screaming at him the sun had almost left the
horizon and that the house was slowly growing brighter. Yami quickly ran
through the house searching every room until� he returned to the room of the
boy. Yami was about to admit defeated when he saw his opportunity. There was a
gap under the boy�s bed. Yami could slide under there. It was pressed to the
wall so no light could enter it properly. Yami�s eyes sparked in joy and he
carefully slid under the bed. Not a moment to soon. Yami�s eyes began to get
heavier and heavier as he lay under the bed. His sensitive hearing would awaken
him to any unusual sounds but as he fell asleep he could hear the gentle
breathing of the boy above him begin to change. Yami frowned. The boys breath
was becoming laboured and raspy. He was obviously having a nightmare. It was an
unfortunate side affect to sleeping in the same room as a vampire. Even if the
boy didn�t know, Yami�s presence would invade his mind, replacing gentle
thoughts with ones of bloodlust and pain. Yami wished he could have spared the
little one of these nightmares but he was slightly comforted in knowing that it
was about time he woke up anyway. Didn�t he know what time it was?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Yuugi awoke
gasping, panting for breath. His dream had been its usually taunting joyful
one. In this dream he had friends and people who saw him more than as a target.
The only one who truly cared for Yuugi was his grandfather who was rapidly
declining into death. Yuugi had been dreaming of having brilliant friends that
were always there for him when he needed them. The thought made him smile but
his smile faded as he knew and acknowledge that it was a thought and nothing
more. His dreams had always been this happy taunting but it had changed. The
lighting faded and his friends were struck down, one by one, by to Yuugi�s
shock himself. Yuugi had struck them down easily overpowering them as he had
been overpowered by the many bullies he had to deal with. He had felt a sick
need for their pain, and felt a great sickening pleasure at hearing there cries
for mercy. The dream had continued to darken as he, Yuugi, began to cut them
and watch their blood flow lustily, Yuugi had knelt down and began to lick the
blood savouring its tangy, coppery taste. He remembered snapping out of his
daze and realising what he was doing. He had looked up to the black night above
him and saw crimson eyes. Those eyes burned their way into Yuugi�s mind and
refused to leave his sight. He got out of bed with a groan and began to put on
his clothes before he did though; he went over his many bruises and cuts. They
were fine, well as fine as they could be. If he didn�t get anymore today then
those should be properly healed by tomorrow. Yuugi let a small smile escape his
lips and began to pull on his clothing. They hung around Yuugi loosely, as
Yuugi�s weight had some what diminished with his appetite. Being teased and
beaten can have that effect on a person. Yuugi didn�t notice curious, crimson
eyes watching him from under his bed shocked. Who would hurt this small and
quite obviously innocent boy. Yuugi grabbed his bag and headed down stairs.
After a muffled farewell to the guy working behind the counter of Yuugi�s
Grandfathers game shop, Yuugi began the steady trudge to school. He arrived
after no great problems and tried to be invisible as he entered the classroom
and took his seat.
Yuugi gazed
out of the window thoughts pooling around him. Those crimson eyes kept flashing
back into his view. He couldn�t erase them from his mind. It was at that moment
that Toshi walked in. Yuugi had hoped he would be late for class again but he
was early today. Damn him and his luck, Toshi and he were the only ones
currently present in the room.
�Hey there
Runt� Toshi called sharply from the doorway. �Wouldn�t �ave any money on ya
would ya?�
Yuugi shook
his head animatedly. He had no money, all of the earnings from the game shop
went to Yuugi�s Grandfather�s medicine and care. This boy didn�t know nor
probably care about that though. Toshi cursed and took steps towards Yuugi.
�Why are you
such a runt Yug?� He said. Yuugi didn�t answer him. He just wished not to
exist. �ANSWER ME!� Toshi roared raising his hand to hit Yuugi.
Yuugi
shrunk away but when laughter was heard from the hallway Toshi retreated not
wanting to be caught. �We�ll continue this after school Runt� He snarled
exiting the room. Yuugi let out a sigh of relief, but it was short lived. He
was definitely going to get it this afternoon. Maybe he could hide. Where? In a
locker. He would probably fit being the runt he was. Yuugi was so used to being
tormented that he even began to torment himself. Yuugi shook his head trying to
clear them of the thoughts. No he would not give in to their taunting. Not now,
not ever, would he give them the satisfaction they craved. Yuugi closed his
eyes and cast his eyes out the window again, taking in the sights. He
wasn�t really seeing the outside, all he could see was a pair of crimson eyes
shining back at him. Other students began to steadily enter the room and soon
the bell rang signalling the start of yet another school day.
Yuugi half
heartedly listened to the monotonous droning of the teacher. Soon recess came
and he quietly sat in his own little world outside everyone else being quietly
ignored but for the odd remark about him. He returned to class to be assaulted
with more droning and then he left the classroom once again for lunch. Lunch
was as uneventful and unimportant as recess just as Yuugi was. Yuugi once again
shook his head against the depressing thoughts pressing against his mind. Lunch
passed and soon he was sitting in class dreading the sound of the bell that
would signal his doom. When the bell went school ended and he had to leave the
safe gaze of the teachers and return to the world that cared nothing for what
was happening to him as he was beaten. Yuugi shuddered. Once again crimson eyes
returned to flash before him. They were so beautiful those eyes. The dreaded
bell soon rang clearly through the halls of the school signalling the end of
another school day. Everyone was exclaiming in joy and talking to their friends
excitedly about their plans for the holidays. It wasn�t much of what you�d call
a holiday. Two weeks off school so what? Yuugi quietly trudged in amongst the
crowed pretending for one moment that he belonged. Not to mention he was hoping
that this would give him the cover he needed to escape the wrath of Toshi.
Yuugi though
his luck was in as he was half way home. Maybe he would last the day without
receiving any beatings. IT was getting cold fast so Yuugi quickened his pace as
he tried to get home. Whilst most people who lived where Yuugi did would have
caught the bus too and from school Yuugi didn�t like the people on the bus. Or
should I say they didn�t like him. Not to mention he couldn�t afford it. He was
almost there when a hand shot out of an alleyway pulling him inside with a
vicious jerk. Yuugi felt his neck and throat bruise slightly. He gasped eyes
welling in tears as he was thrown on to a pile of trash cans in the alley.
Toshi, eye�s glowing dangerously was standing over him. Rain began to fall
gently onto his face, Yuugi knew what was coming and embraced the pain with a
sad smile. The first blow was struck and then the second and then the third.
Yuugi lost count as he cried out and tried to escape only to hear mocking words
trace through his mind. Toshi held him back ploughing into Yuugi shamelessly.
Yuugi cried silently in pain. Why did everyone hate him so. Why did Toshi hate
him? What had he done to Toshi? The answer was simple, Nothing but be smaller,
weak and alone enough for him to prey on without worrying about Yuugi�s friends
getting him or Yuugi fighting back with an effort that was quite obviously
futile. Toshi eventually threw Yuugi to the other side of the alley and left
him to recollect himself as the rain continued to fall upon the miserable sight
that Yuugi made. His body was bruised and battered and bleeding in a few
places, his eyes were stinging with pain. Yuugi let out a painful sob
desperately trying to keep awake not wanting to fall asleep in the rain were he
could get sick. He was loosing that battle and slowly his eyes fell closed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A clap of
thunder sounded in Yami�s ears. Great it was raining but it was dark enough for
him to leave his hiding place. He listened carefully for any signs of life
sensing none in the house let alone the room he got up. His eyes fell upon a
digital clock on the bedside table in the youths room, 5:00PM it read. Hmm, although Yami didn�t know the boy who lived
here he doubted that he should be out in this weather. Yami shrugged it off and
leapt out the window into the glorious darkness and not so glorious rain. He
landed gently and gracefully on his feet and began prowling the streets for
victims. It would be hard, not many people like going out into the rain, and
that meant that the thugs and villains that Yami hunted were even less likely
to be out. Air wafted through Yami�s delicate nostrils. Blood. The scent hung
in the air thickly to Yami. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he
deeply inhaled the scent. He frowned slightly. It seemed familiar to him. He
followed the alluring scent to its source. Yami�s sharp eyes immediately
recognised the person from whom the scent was coming from. It was the boy in
whose house he had stayed in. He gasped �how could someone do this to someone
so innocent?�. Yami shook his head, what did it matter to him, so what if he
had stayed in this boys house and was the most adorable thing Yami had ever
seen it still doesn�t mean Yami could feel for him. Yami had spent his life
alone. About to turn a cold shoulder to the scene he stopped, his ears picking
up the distinct sound of a painful whimper. Yami�s frozen heart melted, turning
his emotionless face into a mask of concern and pity. When Yami realised his
traitorous heart wasn�t going to just let him be, he hoisted Yuugi from his bed
amongst the garbage and began carrying him home. He smiled when Yuugi nuzzled
into his chest. Yami once again wanted nothing more than to caress his
soft smooth skin that put silk to shame. Nothing more than taste his milky
flesh. Nothing more than feel his blood running through his own. Yami stopped
at that last thought. He had decided when he had first seen the boy not to bite
him, as tempting as it was. He groaned as the blood wafted through his nose
once more, tantalizing and teasing. He shook his head. No, he would instead find
the one who had done this and drink from them. Taking their life as they did
not deserve it if they used it to harm those as innocent as the boy he held in
his arms. Yami by some small trick managed to enter the house through the
window once more still carrying the boy. He lay him down on his bed and began
to care for his wounds before settling the boy under his sheets. His eyes
briefly flickered open but Yami fled back out the window hoping he would only
be seen as figment of his imagination. He wasn�t ready to face this youth.
�Those eyes�� Yami thought. They were beautiful deep amethyst, shinning with
innocence. Yami would treasure those eyes later as now there was a hunt to be
getting on with.
He returned to
the scene of the crime, the rain still falling around him. Yami sniffed the air
experimentally. He smelt a trace of Yuugi�s blood heading in the opposite
direction of where he himself had carried the boy. He wished he knew his name.
He shook his head, mind returning to the task at hand. He ran quickly following
the trail. He wound through the narrow alleys and side streets following after
the scent as it steadily grew stronger. He found his man in another alley,
peering around the edge waiting for another victim. Yami snarled darkly, but
grinned in malicious glee. He would enjoy tormenting this one. He tossed a can
behind the man. He quickly spun around to see nothing. He dismissed it as a cat
or something but couldn�t overcome the feeling of approaching doom. He backed
further into the alley. Yami chuckled something that was enough to scare even
the bravest men as it echoed around him appearing to come from every direction.
�Are you
scared Mortal?� Yami asked evilly �You should be.�
With those
words the man seemed to shake visibly. �W-Where are you? Sh-Show yourself you
coward!� he stammered. Yami grinned eyes glittering dangerously. To the man it
was as though Yami had stepped out of black air, as he took steps toward the
petrified bully.
�Coward?� Yami
snickered �Aren�t you the one who preys on the defenceless. Coward� Yami
chuckled casting aside the bullies insult. Yami�s front fangs grew slightly as
his need for blood and the knowledge of its closeness grew greater. Yami
flashed before the man�s eyes and he was brought to his knees. He let out what
could be called a sob. Oh Yes Yami was enjoying tormenting this one. Yami
kicked at his side sending him tumbling into a wall. The man decided now to be
a good time to run and got stumbling to his feet. He tried to run only to be
pinned to the wall by the ferocious Vampire. Yami smirked.
�Leaving so
soon? But we�ve only just began to play� He said sinking his teeth into the
mans neck. His ivory fangs pierced the rough skin, puncturing the vein hidden
beneath it. Yami�s eyes rolled into the back of his head at the taste of fresh
blood and felt the pleasure it brought, ringing through every vein in his body.
The man began to grow colder and colder, His world was getting greyer. Until
finally with one last breath his body gave way, his heart failing as his life giving
blood was drained. Yami withdrew his fangs from the man�s neck before the man
had completely died. Main rule of a vampire is never ever to drink the last
drop of blood from a body. Yami let go of the limp body, watching as he
collapsed to the ground. With a satisfied smirk Yami spat on the wound on his
neck and smiled as the wound on his neck healed without a trace, he then noted
that he had four hours until he should be back at home. He couldn�t erase the
memory of those eyes from his mind and so decided to watch the object of his
affections from afar. Yami�s heart wrenched in pain as he realised that as much
as he cared for this boy he could never be his. Yami let out a sigh, moved from
his vantage point, and began to walk the streets. Yami�s dark existence
bothered no one as he walked in a curtain of his own darkness. His thoughts
flickered back to those innocent eye�s. Yami walked on not really knowing where
he was heading, nor caring. He just needed to escape those amethyst orbs.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Yuugi�s eyes
fluttereen ten to see crimson eyes hovering above him, but just as fast as he
had seen them they had disappeared. Those eye�s�. they were the ones from his
dream. He sat upright in bed as waves of pain flooded through him like rain
upon his window pain. What had happened? He remembered Toshi had caught him in
that alley and beaten him, but how did he get back? He looked over his body.
His wounds were neatly and cleanly bandaged. He lay back down on his bed with a
sigh. He felt a prickling sensation caressing the back of his neck and quickly
looked out the window. He remembered getting that prickly feeling whenever he
was being watched. But who was watching him? And more importantly why were they
watching him. Crimson eye�s returned to Yuugi as he thought of them. Had he
imagined seeing them floating above him. Weary pain sauntered through his body
driving him down and onto his pillow. He let a small yawn escape lipslips as
darkness engulfed him more warmly than before and those blood driven eyes returned
to his view.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
To Be
Continued�
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