Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Girl Trouble ❯ Chapter Nine ( Chapter 9 )

Title: Girl Trouble

Author: Sean Wright

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh.

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Chapter Nine

Dawn brought a new day and with it a more complicated problems that had no immediate solutions. It started when Yuugi had forced himself from his warm bed to that blustery Monday morning to make his usual trek around the park with his grandfather.

There was no relief from his problems in his favorite form of exercise, no flash of insight, nothing except that he was more tired than usual.

The pair returned home and parted ways on the landing. Sugoroku stopped long enough to inquire if Yuugi would be going to school that morning.

The seemingly innocent question caused the young man to pause. Never before had his oji-san even asked Yuugi if he would deliberately miss a day of school. Not even when Yuugi's body would be burning with a fever had his Sugoroku-

Yuugi fought down his irritation, it was not directed at the sweet old man, but that evil, conniving bitch that had changed Yuugi there by making everyone who knew him uncomfortable and unsure of him.

"Yeah," he said quietly, "I have a couple tests to take." Yuugi tried to smile, but his face refused to make his usual happy mask. So he walked away from his grandfather and hurried to the sanctuary of his bedroom.

Twenty minutes later Yuugi was down stairs rummaging through the kitchen cupboards in search of his morning snack. Honda and Anzu had called over while he was in the shower and both had asked for a ride. The last thing Yuugi wanted to do was drive around picking his friends like he was some damned taxi. He wanted to go back to bed and curl up with a hot pack.

While he was in the shower, small pin pricks of pain began to shoot up and the down the back of his legs and lower back. Yuugi didn't know why but his body felt swollen and his tights like pack of wet sand. And if he didn't find his cereal bars, he was going to go off like a Roman candle.

Yuugi was still slamming cabinets and muttering curses under his breath when Yami strolled into the kitchen.

//Yuugi,// the Pharaoh said in greeting.

"Where are my cereal bars?" his light growled in response.

Yami said nothing. Instead he went over to the bread box and removed a box that sat beside it. Yuugi marched over to where he stood and snatched the box up. It was Yuugi realized his breakfast snack. Yuugi's temper cooled somewhat, but flared up immediately after once he started counting the contents of the box.

He whirled about, ready to tear into Yami for eating his treat but he came up short as found himself trapped between Yami and the counter and neither was going to give him any space.

Yuugi looked up at Yami and he swallowed hard.

"Yami," he croaked.

"You are hot." The Pharaoh told him.

Yuugi's eyes bulged out, "What?" he cried.

Yami reached up and touched Yuugi's brow, his dark eyes narrowed in concern. "You feel feverish," he frowned then asked, "Do you smell blood?"

And it hit Yuugi like a ton of bricks.

Thirty minutes later Yuugi was back in his room, huddled in on himself as the worst of his fears since this nightmare fell upon him became reality.

Sugoroku sat beside his grandson. Gently, he rubbed the boy's back hoping to sooth Yuugi and to bring him out of the horrible silence that he trapped in. Sugoroku prayed that Yami would be back soon but he did not have to wait long for his prayers to be answered. He heard the squeal of tires outside and then two car doors slam shut. Moments later there was the urgent pounding on the staircase before Yami called out to him.

"We are in Yuugi's room," the old man called back hoarsely.

Seconds later Yami rushed through the entrance with a winded Anzu behind him.

The girl's large blue eyes flew to her friend lying on the bed. Wordlessly, Anzu went to Yuugi's side as she opened the bag Sugoroku just noticed in her hands.

"Yuugi," she smiled sadly at him, "Come on, honey, I'll help you clean yourself up." She whispered.

It took some doing, Yuugi could not move on his own violation, so it was Yami who took care of his light. The Pharaoh asked Anzu to wait with down stairs with Sugoroku after telling her he would call her once he was done.

He carried Yuugi into the bath and started the shower. While the water heated, Yami undressed Yuugi. It had been weeks since Yami had last since his beloved's body. He had tried to banish the night Yuugi had been changed from his mind and had succeed somewhat. But now, he was deliberately forcing himself to see Yuugi as well as attend upon him.

Yami said nothing as he stripped out of his own clothing. His ruby eyes were fixed on Yuugi. In an almost violent gesture, Yami ripped off his black pull over. He could not bear to see Yuugi like this. It was not natural for his light to be despondent. Yuugi always had a smile and a quip on his pretty lips or a mischievous look in his seductive eyes.

This quiet Yuugi was unnerving.

This timid, untouchable thing made him want to hurt people.

This confused, lost little girl who almost kissed another man with Yuugi's petal soft lips just brought out the very devil in the one time king.

Yami had finally had enough. Yuugi had been turned into a girl. Fine, they would get through this.

There was some demon from his past who wanted revenge on him for something that he had done while he was Pharaoh. It could stand in line.

But he would not allow this thing or Yuugi to destroy Yuugi's spirit. That belonged to him. And it was time that Yuugi remember that.

This was just a temporary set back. But it was nothing that he and Yuugi could not handle. After he had picked up Anzu, Yami had stopped at store and they had purchased the things to help Yuugi get through his first menstruation. Anzu suggested Midol, Yami had bought two packages. She picked up some sanitary napkins and tampons for Yuugi and on the drive back she instructed the curious king on how to use both. Yami could tell Yuugi and help him with the first one.

They were going to be alright. He was going to take care of everything and get them back on track.

Toying with Yuugi to get to him was that she-demon's first mistake. Thinking she could take Yuugi away from him was the second; her last was daring to underestimate him and affections for his light.

Yami stepped out his jeans. A predatory gleam made its way into the Pharaoh's eyes as he studied his little love.

Yuugi really did make a lovely woman. He smirked. A very lovely one, indeed.

******

She wanted to rebel against this violation.

How dare he touch what was so rightfully hers.

Did he not know?

Did he not care…

Flesh on flesh. His hungry mouth ate away at her face. Hands grabbed at and bruised her delicate flesh as he did…She screamed in agony as living thing continued to drive into her body, tearing at her soul.

Yami growled in appreciation as Yuugi grabbed at his hair and shoulders with a passion that was never displayed beyond their bedroom. His light clung to him as he relentlessly drove himself deeper into Yuugi's quivering body.

There was no blood except for the few droplets as Yuugi lost his virginity. Yet neither noticed for their attention was only of themselves and the driving desire that Yami sparked once they were in the shower.

All of Yuugi's fears and insecurities were being forgotten…The world did not exist to him. All that mattered was wrapped up in his arms and legs while he surrendered to Yami's demands…

How dare that-that-WHORE allow the filthy cur to use her body thus?

She collapsed on herself, her arms going around herself as she sobbed. Pain and disgust warred in her mind as the Shadow King continued to rape her soul.

Ye Gods, would this degradation ever end?

Reluctantly, Yami pulled away from Yuugi's mouth. He wanted to watch as Yuugi reached his satisfaction. The look of pure rapture on Yuugi's face was Yami's undoing. He surrendered to his own demands for a release and found bliss.

Her screams of outrage and denial went unheard in that empty chamber. As did her promise of revenge.

Panting softly, Yuugi finally noticed the water that fell on his face. Slowly he opened his eyes, he collapsed fully on the slick wet shower tiles and he sighed.

"What was that for?" Yuugi asked when he could finally see past the fog.

"What?" Yami asked after he drew his first clear breath.

Yuugi looked down at his lover's face and began to laugh. Yami started to question him once more, but stopped when he met Yuugi's eyes. There was relief in those amethyst depths. Relief, happiness, and love and it was all focused on him.

The significance was not lost on him causing him to feel like a heel for once more. Yami couldn't continue look at his love's face. All Yuugi had wanted was his reassurance. When all of this happened the only person Yami could think about was himself. He only cared for what this meant to his own life. He was…

"You know. For a second there, I though you had lost your mind." Yuugi said lazily. He reached up, putting his hands around the back of Yami's neck. "I mean, not a second past from when you closed the shower curtain and then you jumped me. What the hell were you thinking?"

//I was afraid I was losing.// Yami lowered his head and pressed a butterfly kiss on Yuugi's collar bone. //You shut down on me…//

"I was scared," Yuugi smiled, but it was a fragile smile. /I thought you wouldn't want me. I am becoming a woman…/

Yami clamped his mouth over Yuugi's as if to stop the words. //Of course I would want you. I would never…Damn, I have made a mess of this.// He looked down into Yuugi's eyes, "You know how I am, Yuugi. Even though I love you more than anything in this world, I still put my feelings before yours sometimes."

"How about all the times."

"Don't push it, Yuugi."

"I'm just saying-"

"Shut the hell up, I'm trying to apologize-"

"Oh, well the entire world needs to stop since Pharaoh…"

"Yeah, well this is my punishment. Being with a freaking hormonal bitch." Yami snapped. Too late did he realize what he had said. He started to apologize again.

Yuugi was speechless. His mouth opened twice, but nothing came out. Not that it needed to. On their shared link, Yuugi was laughing his ass off.

Tired of feeling unappreciated and sick of being the source of Yuugi's amusement, Yami let his demonic light go. He moved to stop the flow of water, as he straightened, he felt Yuugi's arms slip about his waist.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart," Yuugi said. "I know-I understand to a degree why you've been behaving the way you had and I haven't exactly been normal myself."

"You have good reason." Yami muttered.

Yuugi pressed a kiss against Yami's shoulder blade. "And you don't?"

A weary sigh came from the Pharaoh.

"Yami," his small lover said seriously, "I have never blamed you."

Yami snorted contemptuously.

"I don't blame anyone for this. I went with her, I dueled against her and I lost."

"You were set up."

"I lost."

"We do not lose."

"You don't," Yuugi told him, "But I do."

A shaft of guilt flashed through Yami. That summed up their entire relationship in a three little words. Absently Yami toyed with Yuugi's finger, mentally comparing the slender little hands with his memories of Yuugi. After a while he said, "Your ring no longer fits."

Yuugi groaned loudly, already knowing where this particular train of though was going but he was glad for the distraction.

"I'm not getting a tattoo." He said sternly.

Laughingly, the Pharaoh lightly kissed the objects of his fascination. "But you should…"

"I'm not putting Property of Atemu on my ass or anywhere else on my body." Yuugi growled.

"I'm sorry."

"Damn right you are."

Yami rolled his eyes, "No, idiot. I am fucking sorry." He felt Yuugi's questioning in his mind so he elaborated. "About all of this shit. I'm sorry I wasn't there when you needed me. I'm sorry for bringing all my troubles on to you and making you a target for all my enemies. I'm sorry for everything, Mry."

Yuugi didn't respond immediately. Hell, he was kinda in shock. This was the second time Yami had apologized to him (if one were to count the first botched one) and all in the same day. Once the surprise wore off, Yuugi hugged Yami, pressing his body against Yami's back letting Yami feel the warmth of his body. "Do you want my forgiveness?" He asked softly.

"No."

Yuugi drew in a deep breath, immersing himself in Yami's scent. "Alright."

Awkwardly, Yami reached behind himself and touched Yuugi's bare back. "I love you." The proud, haughty, all-powerful Pharaoh whispered.

"I know," Yuugi replied in kind.

"If I could, I would never allow you to come to any harm."

"I still believe that with all my heart."

"So you want try to stop me while I am beating Kaiba with an inch of his life?"

And like that…

"Huh?" Yuugi said intelligently.

"He touched you." Yami let go of Yuugi so he face him. "And not just once, the bastard had the balls to do it twice…"

Yuugi looked at him in disgust. He shook his head and reached for the shower curtain.

"What?" Yami demanded.

…Their moment of romance was gone.

Yuugi stepped out of the tub and grabbed his robe. He stumbled a couple times and both times he cursed the bastard who was making him walk funny.

"Yuugi." Yami called after him. He grabbed one of Yuugi's green bath towels and slung it around his hips. Muttering his own curses, Yami followed his light out to his bedroom where Yuugi was already making to climb back into bed. He was hunched over rubbing his stomach

"Yuugi…" Yami reached for him.

"Ah, hell." He groaned as the muscles in his belly clenched painfully. "I think you should get Anzu."

Yami hurried to door and shouted the girl's name. He then went over to Yuugi's night stand and ripped open the bag that Anzu had left.

"The chemist said you should take these if you stomach starts to hurt." Yami told him.

Yuugi looked down at the little white pills in Yami's dark hand and he was aghast. "Fuck that!" The boy cried, "I ain't taking Midol. I'm not freaking girl!"

"Aren't you having cramps?"

A wild look appeared in Yuugi's eyes as he said, "You were a little too rough, I'll admit that but…" He was cut off as another sharp pain lanced through his lower body. He was suddenly sorry for all the stupid things he had ever said about a girl that got out of something because of her period. This shit hurt. It really, really fucking hurt.

Yuugi lay on his side grasping as the mini contractions rip through his body. Anzu finally made it up stairs. She glanced at the two duelists, taking in their various states of undress in a single glance before she sat down beside Yuugi.

"Hurt's like bitch doesn't?" She stated calmly as she opened a package of Always.

Yuugi managed to open one eye which and shot her evil glare. "I want to kick one's ass." He ground out.

"First you need to put on underwear and some socks." She told him. "I bought you Midol and that'll help with the cramps and the bloating."

"Ugh, Midol is for women."

The girl shrugged. "Fine, don't take anything. But I can promise that the pain is only going to get worst."

Horror appeared on Yuugi's face which quickly became outrage. Yuugi pushed himself on arms directing his ire at the one who jumped him. "You fucking did this to me. I was just fine before you decided you needed to before you decided that fuc-"

Anzu immediately saw where this was going, "You two had sex?" Her face crinkled in disgust, "Minutes before-God! Men are so nasty."

The perplexed waited for her to explain; Anzu was too freaked to go on. She did impart some great wisdom on the two. They should hold off on all sexual activities until after Yuugi's cycle had ended (like either had to be told that.) Anzu smacked Yuugi upside the head when he rolled his eyes at her. Before she left the two to get dressed (Yami was comfortable as he was) she handed Yuugi and open package of girl's briefs.

Anzu could not get out that room fast enough. Yuugi forgot all his pain, the fact that he was naked under his robe, and Yami laughter as he charged after the girl. Anzu did not stop running until she got out of the house and was on the sidewalk. Yuugi would have gone for outside, but a strong arm around his waist pulled him back inside and away from prying eyes.

Yuugi leaned away from Yami and threw the offensive package at Anzu, beaming her right in the middle of her forehead.

Anzu caught it before it hit the ground then she yelled at him, "You ungrateful little bastard. Next time you need some damn advice you better ask Jou or Honda because I am not coming."

Yuugi managed to get free of Yami who laughing. "I didn't ask for your-"

"Hikari." Yami said firmly, at least he tried to. Yuugi was in a perfect rage, his hormones were out of sync and there was just something about Yuugi, his damp hair curling about his shoulders, his chest heaving and his beautiful face was flush that was fetching.

Yuugi stopped snarling at Anzu and slammed the door in her face. She was lucky that he didn't have on any shoes or he would have kicked her ass good and proper…

His came to a mental halt. Since when did he want to beat up a girl?

Yuugi grit his teeth as another cramp tore through his body. This was not him. Goddamn, he hurt! All he wanted to do was lie down or beat his head against a wall until he passed out.

"Oww," he hissed, "Shit!" And he felt like he needed to do that too. "Yami, kill me."

"No why would I want to do something like that?" Yami slightly and took Yuugi into his arms. "I my discover the identity of my stalker and free you from this-curse."

"I you cared about me, you wouldn't me to be suffering like this?"

"I worship the ground you walk on."

"It feels like someone is pounding the hell out my guts." He said in tight whisper. "How can women put up with this every month?"

"I never had to think about it," Yami pressed a tender kiss to Yuugi's black hair as he carried him back upstairs to the apartment. "But I know they survive it. Think of this way, Mry. This will help you build character."

"I don't want character. I want my dick back."

"Soon, my love." Yami assured him.

"I mean it."

"As do I." Yami said with a sigh of the long suffering. "Your bitching is getting on my nerves."

"Fuck you Yami."

"You can't," the Pharaoh smirked, "Have you forgotten that you lack the equipment to do so, love?"

/Asshole./

//I am trying to be sensitive to your needs.//

/It's times like these when I can stand your ass./

//I thought you liked my butt.// Yami drawled.

Whatever else Yuugi was going to say was forgotten once Yami dropped him on his bed. Yuugi ignored the Midol, he had Alive in his night stand. He took that, cursed Yami, and went to the bathroom to clean himself up for the third time that morning.

Yami left to get dressed. He had class that morning and could afford to miss it. He told Sugoroku that he would be back in a few hours and assured him that Yuugi was fine.

They both were. And they would be better once he discovered the identity of the psycho she demon and banished her to the Shadow Realm for all eternity.

****

It was a cold morning, the sun was out, but for the warmth it was giving out, it could have been overcast. Jin huddled deeper into his heavy overcoat as he pulled his skull cap further down over his ears.

It had been almost a week since he had last seen Yuugi and that had been too long, Jin had decided the girl needed some space and a chance to sort through her feelings, and that was what he was doing. Giving her space but that all changed yesterday.

Jin had come to Domino with a couple of his friends, just hang about killing time until it was time for him to go off and do his thing at the poetry reading. They came to the mall. His friends were trying to get him out of his funk about Yuugi when just happened to look down at the first floor fountain and spotted Yuugi, but she was not alone.

Sitting there with his fucking hands all over Jin's girl was no other than that son of bitch he Yami Moto.

Jin was incensed. He had had it up to his freaking eyeballs with that crazy prick and it was time he done something about him. Jin rushed off leaving his friends to try to catch him as he raced down to the first level ready to pound Moto's face in and get Yuugi away from the creep.

Unfortunately, Jin reached the fountain too late. They were gone.

He turned around, pushing past his friends as he ran outside. He knew what kind of car that bastard Moto was driving and the licenses' plate, but damn it, they were out there either.

Jin was not about give up. There was something different about Yuugi, something that he had never experienced with another girl before. He really did like Yuugi and knew if given half a chance, (and without Moto around) Yuugi would reciprocate his feelings. Yuugi wanted to be with him, Jin knew this in soul. He knew it and it driving him mad thinking about how Moto had her under his thumb. Yuugi's British friend Ryou had told him as much when they met at the coffee house after Jin's had come of stage that night.

Ryou was worried about Yuugi and he had been hinting that something had gone wrong between her and the freak that was shacked up in her grandfather's house. Jin couldn't get any details out of the little blond kid, but what he was hearing was enough to make him want to jump Moto and leave that bastard bleeding in a gutter. But first he had to see Yuugi and convince her that she would be better off with him.

This was why he was standing across the street from Yuugi's house freezing his ass off. Jin checked his watch again, it was a quarter to nine but no one seemed to be stirring in the Motou house. After learning Yami Moto's licenses plate number, Jin had obtained the punk's schedule. He spent last week following that weirdo around campus and through Domino and what he learned made him dislike the bastard even more.

Jin shoved his hands into his pockets as he shrank back into the shadows as he waited for either Yuugi or Moto to come out. It was around nine-thirty when the shop door opened. The old man, Yuugi's grandfather let up the shade and turned the closed sign to open before stepped out with a broom. While he was sweeping the front walk Yami came out.

Jin waited until Yami's car had disappeared around the corner before he darted across the street to the shop. Quietly, he pushed the door open, just wide so he could slip through without ringing the bell and announcing his presence to the old man in the back.

From his first and only visit to the Kame Game shop, Jin had a good idea of the store's layout and where the staircase was that lead to the apartment above the shop. On silent feet Jin hurried to the small hallway that hid the steps from the public's view, he raced up the stairs and came to a stand still in the small foyer where a couple pairs of running shoes lay in a tangle with each other. He stepped past the shoes; softly he pushed open the door and entered the Motous' home.

Jin knew he did not have long, Yuugi's grandfather could come upstairs at anytime. It was easy to see that Yuugi wasn't in the kitchen or the living room. So that meant Yuugi was still upstairs.

Absently he wondered why Yuugi did go to school that morning. She looked fine, she had been angry with her friend. Jin didn't know that Yuugi's meliodous voice could be so loud or grating. But it had been worth it to have caught glimpse of the tops of her breast and her flushed face, even though Moto had his damned hands… In the shop the door opened. Jin froze when he heard Yami's voice calling out to Yuugi's grandfather as he started up the steps.

"…forgot a book I need for class." Yami called backed.

"Would you check on Yuugi, then?" the old man called from the bottom of the stairs.

Yami had opened the door, "I though Yuugi went to bed?"

"Oh, I forgot to bring down my reading glasses." Sugoroku said.

"Where are they?"

"On my nightstand."

Yami sighed, "I will bring them down."

"Thank you, Yami…"

"Yeah, yeah," Yami muttered as he turned around. He moved to enter the foyer, but he stopped. "What are you doing in here?"