Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A PAST TO BE FORGOTTEN ❯ Chapter Eight ( Chapter 8 )

Title: A PAST TO BE FORGOTTEN
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh or Warlock or The Seventh Scroll, or Celine Dion's songs

Paring: SetoxYami
Rating: NC 17 (rating might go up, I'll have to see what the content turns out like)

Warning: Violence, language, sexual content, character death

Spoilers: None
Summary: When Yami suddenly disappears and his bond with Yugi is gone Seto, Yugi, Joey, and Bakura begin to panic, especially when it happened after an attack to the house from a mysterious group who know far too much about the puzzle. While Yami finds himself in modern day Egypt with no memory and no idea that he is being tracked down.

Status: 8/?

 

/Yami talking/

(Yugi talking)

Lostris or Taita speaking

 

A/N: I am warning you all right now; the chapters are now going to be longer due to the fact that I have characters in two different places. So updating may take a while. Sorry.

 

 

EIGHT

 

Yugi whistled a tune that he vaguely remembered as he made his way out of the cafeteria and back towards Yami's room, a tray with two bowls of hot soup in his hands. He knew that Yami was awake, he could feel it through the link, he was frantic out of what he could make out as well, obviously he did not like being alone. Though he could not blame him, Toran and Kosey could be any where and in his condition he would not be able to fight back. Suddenly fear and panic burst through the link from Yami's side, narrowing his eyes Yugi stared ahead of him in uncertainty.

 

/Aibou, I'm sorry, I broke our promise, they have me/

 

Blinking in shock Yugi dropped the tray in his hands (Yami, Yami what's going on) no answer (YAMI!!!). Without a second thought he burst into a run, sprinting down the hallways that led to Yami's room. Bursting through the door he stumbled to his knees is despair, the room was in disarray, the sheets were strewn about, the IV stand was upon the ground, and the nightstands had been left open with their contents upon the floor.

 

“No,” Yugi murmured helplessly, shock and disbelief coursing through his veins, “Yami”.

 

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“Wake up sunshine,” called out a deep gruff voice in a rather annoying tone, “time for you to meet your new master”.

 

Groaning groggily Yami forced his eyes open, his vision was blurred for a few moments obscuring his view of the place that he was. Numbness slowly dissipated from him leaving him with an intense pain throbbing in his torso and the feeling of wire cutting into his wrists. Moaning he shut his eyes only for two pairs of rough hands to grab his shoulders and pull him to his feet, he was unsteady and if they had not been holding him he would have toppled back to the floor.

 

They began to drag him away, where to he could not tell, the intense pain in his torso was clouding his vision and train of thought. Gasping he forced his eyes open, this time they were clear save for the unshed tears in his eyes. He was upon a boat, a large and luxurious one by the seems of things. A cruise ship possibly.

 

“Not so rough Toran, Chike wants him unharmed,” came a beautiful feminine voice, averting his eyes towards it Yami spotted a beautiful Egyptian woman, copper skin and deep green eyes. She felt his gave and glanced at him, meeting his gaze and giving him a small smile before she turned her gaze back to the two men holding him.

 

“Shut up Lostris, I never asked for your opinion, this little bastard has caused me enough trouble that I deserve some pleasure from him,” Toran snapped, gripping Yami's arm tighter to the point of bruising.

 

The woman scowled in distaste, “you are sadistic Toran, and you too Kosey. You better not have done anything else but hit him, or Chike might have some fun removing the skin from your backsides”.

 

“I'm quivering in my sandals,” mocked Kosey pretending to shiver as they stopped in front of a door at the end of a long hallway.

 

Taking a minute Yami took in his surroundings. The walls were of flawless white panelling, while the floors were a rich maple hardwood with a red carpet hammered into place down the centre of the hallway. Doors placed evenly along the walls confirmed it for Yami, either he was on a cruise ship, or in a hotel.

 

Banging upon the door fervently Toran called in, “Chike, he's awake”.

 

Movement could be heard from within, then the door was opened by a solemn faced butler, “the master is not yet ready for visitors Toran, go give him a bath before you bring him near this door again”.

 

Yami growled at that, feeling the strength in his limbs return slightly, immediately he began thrashing about trying to squirm away from his captors, whom were forced to put him in a tighter grip between them. Finally Kosey became fed up with this and slammed Yami to the floor pinning him, “try that stunt again you filthy scum bag and I will personally fuck you so hard you won't be able to move,” he growled heatedly.

 

“You will do no such thing,” bellowed a rich voice from the doorway, shifting Yami stared at the man with heated anger.

 

“Chike,” he hissed.

 

The man smiled, crossing his arms over his well muscled torso which was partially covered by, “in the flesh, bring him in here, and do not be rough,” Chike snapped glaring heatedly at Kosey and Toran.

 

Forcefully Kosey lifted Yami to his feet, gentle was obviously not in his vocabulary. Holding back a pained moan Yami allowed him to half drag and half carry him into the room, he offered no help to the bastard.

 

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“This can't be happening,” murmured Seto covering his face with his hands, doubt and disbelief running through his mind, “it can't”. He found no reassurance from his own voice, nor with the sounds around him.

 

“Where do you think they would take him,” Joey asked, he then looked at Royan and Nick, “you two know him the best, were will they go”.

 

Rubbing his neck Nick closed his eyes in thought, “Back to where Chike lives in Egypt. He owns a large piece of property near the Valley of the Kings. It would be the best place to keep a prisoner, it's a huge mansion, bigger than Seto's, and more of a maze”.

 

Nodding in agreement Royan took Nick's hand and glanced at Yugi, “I agree, and when we get there Yugi can guide us to him with their bond.”

 

The mood was brightened at that, Bakura clapped his hands together, “well lets get those plane tickets and go save that little scoundrel,” he said enthusiastically.

 

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“Thirsty,” Chike asked, holding up a glass of water as Kosey pushed Yami, forcing him to sit down roughly on the couch. Growling at Kosey Yami snapped his gaze towards his enemy and clenched his fists; he shook his head stiffly before scowling at Kosey again as Lostris sat beside him. Shrugging he placed the glass back upon the small table, “suit yourself”.

 

“I must check his torso Mr. Harsieses,” Lostris insisted, “before you try anything with him we need to be sure that he is healing properly, he was removed from the hospital a few hours after a surgery”.

 

Chike grunted, closing the doors that led out onto the deck of the ship, “why did you need surgery anyway Yami,” he questioned, turning and taking a seat in a chair across from the couch.

 

“Your men were a little rough the first time they tried to grab me, they broke several ribs and gave me a concussion. Recently I gained a cold, and well, the coughing was enough that it made the broken ribs pierced my lungs; they repair it before I was suffocated by my own blood,” Yami expounded sourly, furious crimson eyes snapping in Lostris' direction as she tried to force him to turn and face her.

 

I won't harm you Yami, came Lostris' voice, it echoed and seemed to be from a distant. Yami narrowed his eyes, her lips were not moving either, obviously she was speaking to him through her mind, it was quite possible.

 

/How do I know that I can trust you/

 

Easy, I was born in the Millennium Village of El Aisha. I am a spy for those in the village, and I have been since the Millennium Eye was given away to Pegasus nearly two years ago. By then Chike already knew about them and was trying to find them. So I was sent to watch him, my mission now is to take you to the village to be protected. But we must wait until we reach Thebes before we can make our escape.

/And I am supposed to believe that/

 

I am hoping that you will. I am not expecting you to, but I am hoping, because it is the truth even if you do not think that it is. I am Lostris Al Simma, daughter of the reincarnation of one of the High Priests back in your time.

 

/Which Priest/

 

You would not remember

 

/I know their names, nothing more. Now tell me who your father is/

 

Mahado Al Simma

 

“Sorry to interrupt this small staring contest of yours,” chuckled Chike, knocking the two out of their stare and smiling in amusement as they jumped when seeing him on the other side of Yami on the couch, “but I wish for this examination to be quick, I am becoming impatient”.

 

Blinking Yami glanced back at Lostris, staring deeply into her beautiful green eyes that mirrored the shade of the Nile waters during the annual inundation. She returned his gaze evenly, her eyes filled with gentleness and honesty. Slowly he found himself believing her, the gaze within her eyes was nearly as innocent as Yugi's. Giving her a small nod he turned his body to her, stiffening when Chike grasped his shoulders to steady him.

 

She stifled a laugh at seeing Yami's expression and began her work. Gingerly she untied the straps holding the hospital gown on, them blinking glanced at those in the room, “some common courtesy would be nice. All of you, out now. Chike that would mean you as well, I need to be able to do this without you trying to distract him,” she said standing up and shooing them all out of the room rather sternly.

 

Turning back to him she sighed, “I knew that Chike could not hold back his testosterones, or hormones. He has had a lusting for you since he laid eyes upon your picture in the stone tablet, and even more so when he began to see pictures of you on the internet and the TV. I want to try and prolong his urges,” she said sitting back down on the couch.

 

“You mean he wants,” Yami stammered in realization, casting a fearful glance back at the closed door, “Gods no”.

 

Giving him a sympathetic gaze, reaching out she cupped his face with her hand, tenderly turning his face towards hers and locking their eyes, “don't think about it, the more you do, the more painful it will be when it transpires. I don't know if I will be able to hold him away from you before we reach Thebes. It's a five day journey down the river from Cairo, and we will be entering it in about an hour”.

 

“Thank you for helping me,” he murmured out, before moaning at the pain the he could feel in his torso, gripping the front of his loose hospital gown he bowed his head. He felt her guide his head to her shoulder, holding it there and rocking her body in a soothing manner.

 

“I will do anything for you Yami, that's what friends do”.

 

“You consider me a friend,” he gasped out.

 

Smiling she rubbed gentle circles over his back, “always have,” she answered.

 

A/N: sorry this has taken me so long, lol, I had a soccer tournament this weekend, and then well, the exams. My team got third at the tournament ***waves metal about proudly*** it was a blast, and the exams I have no clue about and wont till Wednesday. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, byez now, must write.

 

Oh, and one more thing, I will be gone from the 31 of June till the 10th of July, but I will be bringing paper and will be writing, or stealing the computer from my friends place where we are going.

 

Byez