Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Ancient Secrets ❯ -HIM- ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

She sat with a bored look on her face, as she was listening to another meeting of the council that she just HAD to sit in on. “Since I have another 2 Harvests before these old men shut up.” The girl exaggerated. “I shall continue the story of poor Malik and Jono-kun <tear>...um it was about 3...no 4 harvest later....

He awoke with a slight grin plastered on his face. That was his favorite nightmare. The only one that have a happy ending. Said happy ending was short lived when Jono figured where he was, but even after 4 years the thought of his best friend made him smile.

“KAI! KAI! WAKE UP! We have to do morning chores and Haga (1) tired -AGAIN-” His best friend bounded into their chambers. (2)

“I'm up, I'm up! Let's hurry then.” The two boys ran off to do the little mischievous things little brats do.

The two eygptain blondes laughed as they just pulled a prank on this boy Haga.

“He thinks he can out prank us....pfft not in Ra's life time.”

“Isn't Ra dead?” the younger boy questioned tilting his head. (3)

“you know what I meant Mali!” The older boy lightly hit the other.

“Come on kai let's go.” Malik laughed.

“BOY! COME HERE! JONOOOOOOO!!”

“y-ye-yes?” Jono stuttered.

“Don't stutter around me boy!” -HE- was drunk this cannot be good, the older ones at the house always warned Jono about when -he- got drunk, and Jono could see the looks he gave him and Malik.

“Seems he has a thing for blondes.” One of -his- friends said laughing. Then the rest laughed in a drunker stupor. Jono was harshly grabbed and forced to the ground in -his- chamber. Jono whimpered and crawled away from the approaching man. He crawled his way into a corner. (Nakira: -gasp- BAD MOVE!! NO!!) He struggled as the man lifted his chin and starred at him like a piece of meat. Once again he whimpered.

“w-w-what do y-you -wa...nt?”

:I told you not to stutter!” The man yelled in drunken anger. Jono started crying without realizing as well as shaking lightly. The man licked the salty tears away having a grim sort of pleasure as the blond grimaced. He had a sadistic smile plastered on his face. (Nakira: not a hot one like Marik's either >.>) He proceeded to rip Jono's shirt completely off. Jono's eyes flared with shock and understanding as he tired to squirm away.

“NO-NO- You can't do this... NO!!” He screamed only to be cut off by a bruising drunken kiss. When the man finally parted Jono was gasping for air as well as sputtering and wiping his mouth. “YOU DISGUST ME!” He screamed glaring weakly at the man towering above him.

“And you excite me so I guess we're even.” The man above him smirked blonde hair covering his lust plagued eyes before crushing his lips to the extremely younger blonde below him this time forcing his tongue through. The feeling made Jono gag, earning him a punch in the gut.

By the time he got over the pain he realized his bottom garments were gone as well as well as the older man's. Jono screamer in antagonizing pain as -heh- plunged into him with one deep thrust. Jono cried he couldn't believe this was happening he didn't do anything wrong. “I didn't do any-” Jono sobbed but was cut off by another thrust. “AHHHHH” He screamed again cut off this time by another bruising, stomach turning kiss.

He woke up sore he still hasn't gotten over the pain. It happened again a night ago. He could see Malik sleeping beside him grimacing. Suddenly Malik bolted up, soon regretting this act as the pain in his lower back flamed. “Bastard” he mumbled flinching as he stood up.

`That's no way to feel on your birthday' Jono thought as he helped Malik stand and get used to the pain. They have been doing this, helping each other since the first time two years ago. They cursed his name as they set off for their morning chours.

He was bathed and scented, that only meant one thing... `At least it wasn't Malik' Jono thought as he was pushed in -his chambers. Jono grimaced as the smell of alcohol reached his nose. `You'd think I'd be used to it' he thought dryly as the blond hair man approached staggering with each unsteady step. He watched not giving any response except for a silent struggle as he was unmercifully pounded into letting out one thrill scream.

`Hu? What's that?' Malik scanned the room seeing only to sky blue eyes staring back at him along with the glimmer that shown on the daggers from the moonlight. “You are a horrible thief.” Malik announced to the eyes. “For one there is nothing to steal in this hell hole and two the man is broke but be free to kill him.” Malik replied unafraid.

“You are not afraid.” The thief sounded intrigued as he placed a dagger to the boy's neck.

“Why would I be?” The blond looked at the dagger in amusement.

Then a ear piercing scream filled the house.

“Shit!” The intruder cursed before grabbing the kid and throwing him over his shoulder and bolted, like he was never really there at all.

Being thrown back in his chamber the blonde looked for Malik to not find him anywhere. `Must have found an escape' he thought sadly but with a little pride. He was alone...in...Slavery... he could do this...He hoped.

Nakira yawns as she looks back at the old man then to her master who has fallen asleep. `oh no you don't if I have to hear this so do you, no matter how sad and petty their plea is.' She thinks before jabbing the sleeping teen awake. She instantly turns towards you .

“Sad no? The bastard...how could he? THEY WERE TWN. Poor Kaitsu, alone, cold. Maybe things will be better?” She looks to see the pharaoh draw a stop to the gibberish the old men were spewing. “FINALLY!” she squeals and runs after her master.

(AN: From G to R rated in on chapter....yep...I need input PEOPLE!)