Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ In The Dark Of The Night ❯ You Can't Take Me ( Chapter 3 )

Title: In The Dark Of The Night

Subtitle: You Can't Take Me

Series: YuGiOu

Author: Lady Katsuya Bakura

Genre: angst

Rating: R, borderline NC-17

Warnings: swearing, yaoi, slutty Yami *snickers*

Plot Bunny: Katsuya learns of the new student's true identity and he and Yami make an attempt to find him......in the one place they never thought possible............

Yami Marik's Disclaimer: Katsuya-chan-sama doesn't own YuGiOu, it belongs to Kazuki Takahashi and other rich bastards. "You Can't Take Me" belongs to Bryan Adams and Disney (from the Spirit soundtrack). She only owns the fic, Yumah, me (thanks to Difinity's auction which was taken off ;~;) and nothing more

Yumah's Shameless Plug: "Kaiba Brothers" and "Bothers Him The Most" by Katmon, and "The World Shall End In Five Days" by Chibizoo. Really good fanfics, go read (after you read Katsuya-chan's of course) >=)

"......" - singing

"......" - talking

'......' - thoughts

//......// - song lyrics

//(......)// - song lyrics in English (if they're Japanese)

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"What are you doing here?"

The couple turned around, double orbs of blue(1) narrowing at the two new arrivals. Anzu crossed her arms over her breast, glaring at the game king with a smug smile on her lips. "Waiting to get in, we were invited to come. Why, what are you doing here, bastards?"

Katsuya gave a cold smirk, his grip on the ancient's hand tightening somewhat in annoyance. "You know, I kind of figured Hiroto would be the uke in your relationship. Didn't know how right I was. And we were invited tonight too." Yami's crimson orbs looked at the other two, hidden shame within the depths. How Katsuya had managed to drag him along as the uke was beyond him, he had been a Pharaoh for crying out loud!

'The key words there, "had been",' a nasty little voice in the back of his head hissed and he winced slightly, looking away as the banter continued on between the three. 'You always took what you wanted back in Egypt and even now you do. Look at how you took Yuugi's friends and only family away from him, made him suffer the rejection, made him become what he is. It's your fault.........'

Yami was snapped out of his thoughts suddenly when the blonde tapped him on the shoulder, turning to look at him with weary blood-red eyes. "Hey, Yami, ya zoned out on me again," Katsuya spoke as they were able to move forward, nearing the head of the line. The game king rubbed his arm, a tinge of pink running across his cheeks. "Sorry, Jou. Just thinking......" He shook his head, blonde locks coming into his eyes. "I don't think we'll be able to change Yuugi's mind." Katsuya was about to respond when a voice interrupted.

"Do you have your invitations?" Mako asked as he blocked their way into the club, arms crossed over his chest. Being a bouncer wasn't exactly his kind of job but when he'd come back to Domino looking for one, little Yuugi had immediately offered him one. He was amazed at how much the smaller ex-duelist had changed, had even witnessed some of it. After he had heard what happened between Yuugi and his former friends, Mako had sworn to help the little one in any way he could. As had Dinosaur Ryuusaki and Insector Haaga, but their part in the plan to humiliate the game king would come in later......much later.

Both dug into their leather pants and produced the black letters written in blood-red ink. The ex-duelist nodded and stepped away from the door, allowing them entry into the club and taking their letters from them. This was to be assured that nobody would use the same ones over and over again. Mako gave a smirk as they walked past him and stood in front of the doorway again. They had come......that was the major part of the plan. He ran a hand through his silky black spikes before asking the next couple the same thing. Routine once more.

Yami coughed once he entered the club, smoke filling his lungs. Looking around, he could see the room was dark, almost like a Gothic setting, which it probably was. There was barely any light minus the one behind the bar and the on-stage multi-coloured lights, people around them wearing hardly-there clothing, dominatrix outfits and the like. They could tell who the slaves were because most of them wore dog collars or leather chokers, others sitting beside their master's chair. There was a poker game going on in one corner and the former Pharaoh could faintly hear cries of tormented passion somewhere else in the building. He shuddered slightly, bringing his hands to his upper arms. He was suddenly chilled.........

"So you actually came," a voice purred near their ears behind them. Katsuya and Yami jumped a bit and turned, coming face-to-face with dark bloodstones. Yumah laughed darkly and huskily, bringing the wineglass in his hand to his blackened lips and taking a sip of the blood-red liquid(2). "I'm surprised you came at all." He turned from them to the side and began to walk away, his gloved hand in his pocket. The stage was set, so to speak, and the Pharaoh would play right into his hands......

"Wait!" It was Katsuya's voice that stopped him and he turned slightly, smirking coldly. "What is it, koinu? I would have thought you ignore everyone else around you and go with your basic instinct. After all," he purred, sauntering back to them and circling the two like a predator. "You do have such a delectable little slave here, Jounouchi." Yumah stopped behind the ancient and ran a finger along his jaw, smirking at the shudder that passed through to his touch. "Almost anybody could take him." He whispered his final words to Yami alone, lips touching his lobe. Katsuya watched the display in surprise and looking on as Yami, frozen in shock, listened to whatever it was Yuugi was telling him. The blonde briefly noticed the wine glass had disappeared somewhere, brown eyes darkening somewhat when he realized Yuugi's lips were caressing the ancient's ear softly, Yami's own open a little as a soft whine escaped his throat, barely audible.

Bloodstones looked at him before Yumah kissed the line where the former Pharaoh's jaw met his neck and ear, which was whispered into, pulling away and giving them both a cold smirk -- directed at Yami for being so foolish and at Katsuya daring him to try and make a move on someone the blonde had set his sights on since the ancient had been able to make his own body.

The other half of the Pharaoh sauntered away, extremely pleased by the reaction. He had Yami at his fingertips and nobody could stop the duelist's hunger for his touch. His plan would work......he was sure of it. Silently looking around his club, Yumah finally found the two and sent them a wink, the signal that their part was going to start as soon as the band was together. His sharp eyes noticed the group moving towards the stage from different directions. Hn, Mokuba looked roughed up. A true smile graced his lips. 'I wonder if Seto would let me borrow his yaoi manga some time? I would love to get ideas from it once the Pharaoh no Bakamono is mine and mine alone,' the darker side of his mind purred as he and the others went backstage. He glanced at the tap on his shoulder, Marik asking silently if the plan was underway. A cold smile was his answer and the Egyptian blonde moved into position, picking up his electric guitar. The instruments were tuned up before the club opened tonight so they didn't need to be again. Once the others were done, he picked his own guitar up from leaning off the microphone stand, taking a few strums before opening his lips, the lyrics flowing freely and the rest of them started up.

"Got to fight another fight

I gotta run another night

Get it out -- check it out

I'm on my way and I don't feel right"

Katsuya and Yami had finally found a table when the band had started, sitting down. Yami's ears pricked up at the sound of Yuugi's voice, at the lyrics that were being sung. Katsuya let out a low whistle of approval as the band of ex-duelists and lovers began a depressed tune, looking at his partner for the night. Yami's eyes were staring at the little one in wonderment and even the blonde would admit it -- Yuugi's voice sounded like an angel's against the tune's sad wavelengths.

"I gotta get me back

I can't be beat and that's a fact

It's okay, I'll find a way

You ain't gonna take me down no way"

"Mind if we sit down?" The blonde looked up at the voice, noticing the black and teal haired ex-duelists with a small smile. "Hey. Didn't know you two came here, how've you been?" Yami snapped back to reality and turned his head, smiling slightly when Ryuusaki and Haaga sat down in the spare seats. Ryuusaki grinned, leaning back into his seat with his arms thrown over the back. "We've been okay." The two didn't notice the look that passed between them. "But that's beside the point," Haaga agreed, arms crossed over his chest. He and his dinosaur-loving partner looked over at the ancient. When Yumah had called them up asking them to participate in this plan, they just couldn't resist the temptation when they heard the little one's side of the story.

"Oh?" Yami asked, his attention on Yuugi rather than on the other two and still he felt their eyes on him, raking over his figure. "We need to talk to you for a bit, Yami," Ryuusaki purred, a tongue rolling across his lips. He was looking forward to this. If Yumah was right, then the ancient would beg for anyone's touch. He and his boyfriend got out of their seats and, taking the former Pharaoh by one arm each, lead him out of the main room and down a hallway, much to the bewilderment of Katsuya. But the blonde shrugged, figuring Yami could take care of himself.

"Don't judge a thing until you know what's inside it

Don't push me, I'll fight it

Never gonna give in, never gonna give it up no"

The two pulled the former Pharaoh into a spare room, Ryuusaki leading him over to the bed while the teal-haired college student locked the door. Yami was still paralyzed by Yuugi's angel-voiced singing so he was at quite a loss of what to do when he felt Ryuusaki wrap arms around him from behind. To be honest, with Yuugi's earlier ministrations going through his mind as well, it appeared he was drunk. "What do you want with me?" he whispered, not doing anything but allowing Ryuusaki's hands to brush up against his leather-bound nipples. Softly Yami moaned, crimson eyes barely focusing when Haaga joined them, hands gently prying at the leather that covered his chest where he knelt on the floor. Haaga's tongue swirled lightly over Ryuusaki's fingertips before replying, hearing his boyfriend groan at the loss of contact.

"We want you," he said with a smirk when he finally got the leather shirt undone. Haaga's tongue ran up his torso and along the lines of his chest, taking one of his nipples between his lips. Yami let out a cry of shock, leaning back into Ryuusaki's hands that were making their way down towards his nether regions, slickened with the teal-haired one's saliva. "Is that really so hard to comprehend?" the black haired ex-duelist purred into his ear, licking it. "After all, who couldn't want a sexy, hot ancient? Yumah-kun doesn't know what he left behind."

"If you can't catch a wave then you're never gonna ride

You can't come uninvited

Never gonna give in, never gonna give up no

You can't take me I'm free"

Yami suddenly pulled away from their grasps, stepping to the side and twisting away violently. His expression was like a rabbit stuck in headlights -- what had he been doing?! Oh......oh Ra, he'd nearly had sex with Ryuusaki and Haaga, of all people! He watched numbingly as the teal-haired one's hands moved forward and latched onto Ryuusaki's body, as if the Pharaoh was never there. Yami shook his head in denial as he watched Haaga slowly undo Ryuusaki's leather mini-skirt(3), slipping down the fishnets in the process to where they collected around his boyfriend's combat boots, watching as Haaga teasingly swirled his tongue over the head of Ryuusaki's erection, hearing the black-haired one moan, burying his hands into the turquoise locks of his lover.........

Yami gave a choked cry and fled from the scene after unlocking the door.

Halfway down the halls after taking one too many twists and turns, the ancient decided he was, indeed, lost. The game king tentatively walked down the hall he was in, eyes darting around him. Ra, Mokuba had been right when he'd said earlier that day that anything went in this place.........

"Are you lost, Yami?"

"Why did it all go wrong? I wanna know what's going on

And what's this holding me?

I'm not where I'm supposed to be"

The ancient whirled around anxiously, giving a sigh when he saw it was only Kaiba Seto. The brunette was leaning against the wall, dressed in leather like the rest of this place. Yami swallowed nervously, trying to remember that this was his rival and he shouldn't act weak in front of his rivals. Seto leaned off the wall when he didn't get a response, turning to walk away. 'Ryuusaki and Haaga must have done a good job,' his mind mused coldly, noticing the frightened look in Yami's eyes. 'I've never seen the bastard look so scared. And he's going to have even more of a reason to be frightened......... Oiishiri no Pharaoh, you'll pay for what you did to Yumah-kun.........'

"Kaiba, wait." Seto stopped at the ancient one's small plea and looked over his shoulder, smirking slightly. Yami was trying not to look scared, as it would fail his brave, heroic image. "I......I went to the toilet and lost my way......could you lead me back to the main room?"

"Of course, just follow me." The tri-haired former Pharaoh sighed in relief, smiling warily as he began to follow Seto. He could trust Kaiba......couldn't he?? Not that he'd ever trusted Ryuusaki and Haaga in the first place but they were old acquaintances......... Yuugi's words filled his mind. 'Almost anybody could take him', that was what he said, right? Yami swallowed slightly, now afraid again, even in Kaiba's presence. He let out a small cry when he was slammed to the wall of a darkened corner but it was soon covered by a harsh, dry kiss.

Seto felt disgusted with himself as he slid his tongue into Yami's mouth. The plan was to get the Pharaoh no Bakamono alone with Yumah......where he would learn his lesson once and for all. He was only fueling the desire in Yami, proving how much of a slut the game king was.

And it seemed to be working. Yami was succumbing to his touch, bucking up beneath him like a horny schoolgirl. Seto abruptly pulled away, the hand on Yami's shoulder slamming the other down onto the ground, kicking him in the stomach before spitting in his hair. "You slut," he hissed, making Yami's frightened crimson orbs look up at him in disbelief, lips partly open in short, ragged breaths. "You little whore, go back home. There's no way Yumah-kun would want some piece of slut trash like yourself."
"Kaiba......why?" Yami choked on his tears, bringing a hand up to his mouth. The tingle of Kaiba's lips on his......no, Seto's lips. Oh Ra, he did sound like a slut!

Seto laughed darkly, kicking him again but in the ribs this time. "You fool whore, I only wanted to see your reaction. Don't you know that Mokuba-chan is the only one I will ever love? Whereas you, game king, you will flitter from one boy to the next, breaking their hearts like you did Yumah-kun's and leaving them to wallow in their own self-pity for every loving a slut like you."

"I gotta fight another fight

I gotta fight with all my might

I'm getting out so check it out

Yeah, you're in my way

So you better watch out"

Yami winced as his title was said with disgust, looking away and avoiding the ice-sapphire shards. Oh Ra, just one touch of Yuugi's hands made him become so much the slut and whore he was. 'But you're his whore,' a voice purred inside his mind in a low, sluttish tone. 'He marked you first and now he's selling you out to other duelists. He doesn't care for you, like you never did him back when he was pure. Katsuya probably only wanted you to be the uke for this trip because he wanted you tonight.' Yami clutched at his ears, trying to block out the voice as he faintly heard Seto walk away. 'You've sunk to Anzu's level just to get a touch, a kiss,' the voice murmured again, his mind becoming filled with images......images he didn't want. 'The world today is a cold, harsh place and you need.........protection.'

"Don't judge a thing until you know what's inside it

Don't push me, I'll fight it

Never gonna give in, never gonna give it up no

If you can't catch a wave you're never gonna ride

You can't come uninvited

Never gonna give in, never gonna give up no

You can't take me I'm free"

Yumah let his voice trail off and allowed Yami's thoughts to enter his mind as the crowd applauded, some even giving wolf whistles. A cold smirk curled on his blackened lips as he heard them, his bloodstones watching Seto return from his position, meeting the ice-sapphires. It was perfect......

Yami would pay.

End of "You Can't Take Me"

(1) I have no clue what colour Tristan's eyes are (not that I care)

(2) Oh my Ra, Pegasus has gotten Yumah-chan onto red wine *snickers*

(3) Don't you think Rex would just look so cool in drag? *drools* Ryuu-chan.........