Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Journey to Heaven ❯ Battle of Wills ( Chapter 47 )

Kat: LOL…puppy porn….Marik's full of helpful advice on their wedding day, isn't he?

Marik Ishtar77: Gotta love it when they settle things between the sheets.

Kura Magician girl: Marik's going through that odd `empty nest' syndrome.

Draza: Their bachelor party was that night and their wedding was the next day. Aria and Umi's wedding was that morning. But Aten had to move his stuff back to Robbie's and got too tired. He forgot about the tape. That's why they didn't take the tape over to the cops yet.

Lady Elfskye: *hugs* If you need anything, don't hesitate to email me or talk to me over AIM. I know how it feels to have rough spots and your life pulled out from under you.

Shadow of Light: Yami gets some ass kicked here. The Eye of Ra will work…don't worry.

Oferia: Oh yes….VIDEOTAPE!

Anubiset: Yes, the one with Aten and Robbie in the park.

 

Battle of Wills

 

Marik looked at the videotape in his hands. He turned it over looking for marks. “I wonder why Aten left this here….maybe he just forgot about it.”

Marik carried the videotape downstairs and laid it on the coffee table. “I'll return it to Aten tomorrow.”

Marik put his feet up and turned on the television. As he flipped through the channels, his eyes wandered to the videotape at his feet.

“No, I can't look at it….it's Aten's property. If I watch it, he'll get upset.”

The yami crossed his feet and tried to focus on the television.

“What if it's a video of Aten and Robbie having sex? I don't need to see my son having sex. Why else would the video be under the bed?”

Marik turned off the television and picked up the videotape.

“Ishtar? You okay?” Bakura asked as he entered the house with Sekhmet.

“Yeah…fine.”

“What's that?”

Marik shrugged. “I found this in Aten's room. I really should give it back to him.”

Bakura shrugged. “You found it where?”

“Under Aten's bed.”

“Hmm…well, Aten never kept anything important under there. It looks like a regular video tape.”

Marik shrugged. “I don't want to violate his privacy.”

Bakura grabbed the tape from Marik. “Well, maybe we can use it to tape that movie we wanted to watch tonight.”

“You really want to tape gay porn tonight?”

Bakura grinned devilishly. “Why not? We've been looking forward to watching `Men With Meat' all week! Ryou and Malik were going to go to bed, we were going to watch porn, then go upstairs and hump their brains out!”

Marik stood up and grabbed the tape out of Bakura's hands. “This belongs to Aten. I don't want to tape gay porn on my son's videotape.”

“Then play it and see what's on it. It's unmarked. It may be blank.”

Marik sighed. “Well….I don't know.”

“Aten will understand. We're just checking to see if it's blank. If there's something on it, we'll just turn it off. Agreed?”

Marik nodded. “Fine. It looks like it needs to be rewinded.” Marik grabbed the video and placed it in the VCR.

He rewinded it and put his arm around Bakura when he sat next to him.

On the screen, Aten was showed standing in the nearby playground.

Aten had a smile on his face. [[“Do you see me?”]
A laugh came from the other side of the camera.[“Yeah, I see you! I just have to figure out how to focus this thing.”]
[[“Try the knob on the right.”]]
[“There you are! My fiancé, Aten Bakari Ishtar!”]

A laugh came from Aten. [[“Hey, look, Robbie! Swings!”]]
Aten ran towards the swing set.
Robbie grinned devilishly and zoomed in on Aten's ass as he ran. The boy gave a giggle. [“There it is! My fiance's butt!”]

Bakura laughed. “You're rubbing off on Robbie, Ishtar!”

Marik shook his head. “I don't want to look at my son's ass, Itemri. We're turning this off.”

Bakura grabbed the remote. “Oh come on, this is harmless fun!”

Aten spun around. [[“Don't tape my ass, Robbie!”]]
[“Why not?”]
Bakura laughed. “Looks like the boys are discovering fun with a camera.”

[[“You don't put that on our tape! Is that how you're going to remember me? By video taping my ass?”]]
Robbie chuckled. [“Oh, come on, Aten! Be a team player!”]

Bakura laughed. “Robbie's so in for it!”

Aten folded his arms. [[I am not mooning the camera, Robbie!”]]
[“Come on! Let me see a little butt!”]
”Now he's sounding like you, Ishtar,” Bakura said with a fiendish grin. “Are you sure Robbie isn't your son, too?”

Marik laughed. “If Robbie is my kid, I think I would remember sleeping with Miranda.”

[[“No! Give me that thing right now or so help me Ra!”]]
Marik and Bakura watched the two boys wrestle for the camera.
Robbie kissed Aten's lips. Aten stopped jumping for the camera and melted into the kiss.

“Aww…what a sweet moment! Right, Ishtar?”
Aten broke the kiss. [[“No taping my ass.”]]

“You Ishtars have a keen gift of ruining tender moments.”
Marik shrugged. “Hey, he's my boy. What else do you expect?”

The sky began to darken and Robbie ran towards Aten.
Bakura narrowed his eyes. “What's going on here?”

[“What's going on, Aten?”]

Marik's eyes widened and he stood up. “The pharaoh!”

Bakura stood up quickly and stepped towards the television. “The Shadow Realm!”

The purple haze became thick and surrounded the two frightened boys.
Aten saw a figure emerging from the haze. “Robbie, go! Now! Keep taping!”
[“But what if you get hurt?!”]
[[“Don't worry about me! Go, Robbie!”]]
The Camcorder continued to record.

The pharaoh emerged from the shadows. //“Aten Bakari Ishtar-Ibn Marik.”//
Marik felt his heart leap into his throat. “Aten!”

Bakura growled as Yami approached the Egyptian teen, petrified stiff.

[[“What do you want?”]]
//“I hear your wedding date is approaching.”//
Aten stood up and clenched his fists. [[“What do you care, you rotten king?”]]
The pharaoh chuckled and approached the teen.

Marik grabbed Bakura's hand. “I….I don't think we should watch this.”

Robbie's heart seized as Yami grabbed Aten by the throat.
//“You are unprotected now….how nice.”//

Bakura growled. “No, Ishtar! Don't turn it off!”

“What did that asshole do to my kid?!”
[[“What do you want with me?”]]
Yami pouted. //“What do I want with you? How can you say that after all we've been through? You know what I want.”//

Marik growled. “If that bastard puts a hand on my boy….”

Aten clenched his fists tightly.
[[“Are you going to kill me like you killed the others? I know you did it! Why don't you confess you killed and raped all of those other people?”]]
Yami laughed. //“Nobody is going to suspect it was me! Besides, my victims were never given a chance to confess that it was me.”//

Marik gasped. “WHAT THE--?!”
Aten narrowed his eyes. [[“Yet you let me live before. Why?”]]
//“You never saw my face, so it was easy to take you in that house. Charlie didn't mind me wearing my mask. You never told anyone about us, did you?”//

Yami licked up Aten's cheek suggestively.
//“No, I never told anyone,”// Aten said closing his eyes.
Marik's hair spiked and his nails sharpened. “What….the….FUCK?! So it was true! He did rape my son! That son of a bitch!”

The camera trained on Aten and Yami.
Yami kissed Aten's cheek. //“Good boy. That's a very good boy. Unfortunately, Aten, it's not going to work out like that this time.”//
Bakura turned and saw Marik's eyes glow a fiery red. His entire body trembled with fury.

Yami grabbed Aten's shirt and pulled him into the woods. Robbie followed them cautiously, keeping the camera trained on Yami.
[[“I have to find a way to save Aten before Yami does something to him!”]] Robbie said looking around for anything.
Aten struggled in Yami's grip. [[“What are you going to do with me?! Let go!”]]
Yami chuckled. //“What does it look like I'm going to do? I'm going to make it look like the Crusaders for Moral Decency got to you. They'll find you like all the rest. I will be innocent and nobody will suspect it was me.”//

Bakura narrowed his eyes and growled. His canines sharpened and his hair spiked at the sight of the terrified teen being dragged through the forest.
Aten gasped and pulled roughly on Yami's grip. [[“No! Let me go!”]]

Marik snarled seeing his child struggle and fight. “Yami is a dead mother-fucker when I get done with him!”
//“Wouldn't you like for me to be inside you again, Aten? I can hear you calling my name, begging me to fill you up with my essence.”//

Marik reached on the coffee table for the Millennium Rod. “That bastard! He did rape my kid! I'm going to fucking kill him myself!”

“I have to do something!” Robbie gasped quietly off the camera.
Aten punched Yami and kicked. //“Let me go! Help!”//
//“You'll be just another gay boy raped and murdered, Aten!”// Yami growled

Marik growled. “I've seen enough!”

Marik kicked the VCR in anger and ran upstairs. Bakura followed him.

The blond knocked on Aria's door. “Aria! We need to come in!”

Aria sat up in bed as Marik and her father entered. “What's wrong?”

“Aria, we need to go to the Shadow Realm.”

Umi sat up in bed and rubbed his tired eye. “What's going on?”

“Aria, we need to go to the Shadow Realm. Can you open a portal?”

Aria climbed out of bed. “Yeah, I can.”

She stood by her empty wall. “Ancient Powers, Hear my call, Open a portal to the realm of Shadow!”

A purple and black portal opened in front of her.

“Thank you, Aria,” Marik growled as he charged through the portal with Bakura.

The portal closed behind him.

Ryou and Malik carefully walked down the steps. “What's all the commotion all about?”

Malik looked around. “Weren't Marik and Bakura down here?”

Ryou yawned and rubbed his tired brown eyes. “I thought they were here.”

Malik crept down the stairs and saw the television on. “

//“You'll be just another gay boy raped and murdered, Aten!”// the television repeated.

Ryou walked down the steps and looked on the television. Malik and Ryou gasped at seeing Aten pinned to a tree by the pharaoh's body.

The VCR repeated the scene. //“You'll be just another gay boy raped and murdered, Aten!”// Yami growled

Ryou's bottom lip trembled. “What is this?!”

Malik looked at the VCR. “It looks damaged……”

Malik kneeled down and stopped the tape. “What is this?”

Ryou grabbed his coat and wrapped it around him. “I don't know, but I'm going to find out!”

“Ryou, where are you---?”

Ryou ran out of the house and down the street to Miranda's, his chest tightening with fear.

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Robbie rolled over on top of his husband and kissed his neck. He supported his weight on his arms and his good knee. Aten closed his eyes and arched into the kiss, gripping onto the pillow to relieve his anxiety.

“Robbie,” Aten moaned.

The Egyptian wrapped his legs around Robbie and pulled him closer.

Robbie kissed down Aten's chest, running his hand over Aten's smooth rib cage.

A knock sounded at the door and Aten's arms and legs wrapped around Robbie in alarm. “Don't let him in, Robbie!”

Robbie reached around and grabbed the bedsheets. He pulled the covers over Aten and himself. “Come in!”

Miranda opened the door slowly. “Umm…sorry to disturb you boys, but, Aten, your mother is here and he's pretty upset. Can you come downstairs, Aten?”

Aten trembled under Robbie. “I….I…”

“I'll take care of him, mom.”

Miranda closed the door and Robbie looked down at Aten.

“Aten, it was only my mom.” Robbie crawled off of Aten with audible whimpers. “Ryou's downstairs, Aten. He wants to see you.”

“Mommy? What does mother want?”

Robbie shrugged. “I don't know. Come on and get your bathrobe on.”

Aten staggered to his feet and wrapped the bathrobe around his nude body. He looked down at his half-erect arousal. “I can't have my mother see me like this!”

“Aten, you're married now.”

Aten swallowed hard as his arousal quickly subsided. He walked down the steps and found his mother wringing his hands nervously and pacing the living room. “Mother?”

“Aten!” Ryou cried out as he ran to his son. The hikari brought his son into his arms and sobbed.

Aten's brown and purple eyes shifted between Miranda and Robbie. “Umm…Mother? What happened?”

Ryou held Aten's face in his hands and tried to roll up Aten's sleeves. “Did he hurt you?”

“Did who hurt me?”

Ryou grabbed Aten's arms. “Tell me he didn't touch you again, baby!”

Aten trembled. “Mother, what are you talking about?”

Ryou looked up at his son with watery eyes. “Son, did he hurt you? Tell me the truth.”

“Did who hurt me? Mother, what are you talking about?”

“Yami…..did he….did he….Baby, did he hurt you again?”

Aten swallowed hard. As Robbie watched Aten, the Egyptian had turned nearly white in his mother's arms. “How…..?”

“Did you leave a videotape at home?”

Aten gasped and covered his mouth. “I forgot that?! Oh Sweet Isis! I'm so sorry, mother! I'll come right over and get it!”

Ryou turned to Miranda and Robbie. “Can I speak to my son alone for a moment?”

Robbie pat Aten on the back and hobbled into the kitchen with his cane.

Miranda followed her son.

“Aten, tell me….was that videotape for real?”

Aten lowered his head. “Yes, mother. I….I wanted to use the camera to prove Malik's innocence to the police.”

Ryou tilted Aten's chin up. “Honey? Baby? Did Yami touch you?”

Aten turned around and wrapped his arms around himself. “I…I could tell his voice in that home. I could tell it was him when he spoke. I….I knew it was him.”

“Aten….why did you not tell us earlier?”

Aten spun around on his heels. “Because I couldn't! I just couldn't! Not after….not after my Ra-damned Grandfather! I didn't want you to….worry.”

Ryou reached out for Aten, but the Egyptian stepped back and held his hands out in front of him.

“No…mother. I can't. Let me go upstairs and get dressed. I'll go home and bring the tape back.”

“Aten? What else was on that tape?”

Aten sighed. “Yami confessed to killing some of those gay teens and blaming it on the Crusaders.”

“You actually caught Yami's confession on that tape?”

Aten nodded. “I did. I saw an oppor---opportun…opp-or-tun-ity to help clear Malik's name.”
”Baby, you put yourself at risk! I saw you pinned against that tree!”

“It was the only way to prove Malik's innocence. I did it for him….and for you.”

Ryou bit his lip. “For me? Why me?”

Aten smiled slightly. “Because I know how sad it would make you if Malik was taken away. I don't want you to be sad.”

“Oh, honey….come here.”

Aten slowly walked to Ryou and hugged his mother. “I didn't want to see you cry.”

“Oh, angel…..I'm proud of you. But you placed yourself in great danger.”

Aten rested his head on Ryou's shoulder. “It was worth it…..Malik's name is cleared with the police once they receive that tape.”

“When did you make this?”

“The night of our bachelor party. I didn't have chance to give it to the cops since our wedding. I planned to walk it over to the police tomorrow.”

Ryou hugged Aten tightly. “You could have been hurt, son.”

Aten nodded. “True. But now Malik is going to be safe!”

“Have you seen your father, Aten?”

Aten shook his head. “No. I thought he was home tonight with you.”

“I don't know where he went to. I know he was going to watch…..umm….a movie with Bakura, but when I heard a commotion, Malik and I went downstairs and didn't find him.”

Aten gasped. “Oh no! Bakura and Father must have watched the video! Let me get dressed!”

Aten ran up the steps and quickly changed.

Robbie peeked his head into the living room. “Is everything okay?”

“Robbie, Aten forgot the videotape that you both made with Yami. Marik and Bakura must have watched it.”

Robbie gasped. “Aten was looking for that tape!”

Miranda leaned against the entrance to the kitchen. “Ryou, is everything okay?”

Ryou wrapped his arms around himself. “I'm worried about Bakura and Marik.”

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Marik stepped into the Shadow Realm and raised the Millennium Rod. “WINGED DRAGON OF RA, YOUR MASTER SUMMONS YOU!”

The God Monster flew towards Marik from a distance, its loud roar piercing the darkness surrounding them.

Bakura watched Dark Necrofear materialize before his eyes. “Dark Necrofear….has Yami returned here?”

“Yes, Lord Bakura.”

The Winged Dragon of Ra landed and lowered its head to Marik.

“LOWER!” Marik snarled at Ra.

The dragon lowered its head and Marik climbed on top. “Come on, Itemri.”

Marik pulled Bakura onto Ra's head.

“Where is Yami? In his temple?”

Dark Necrofear nodded. “Yes. He arrived bleeding and hurt not long ago. He has been recovering.”

Marik removed the dagger in the Millennium Rod. “Not after I get done with him! RA, FLY! YAMI'S TEMPLE!”

The dragon took flight towards Yami's temple.

Marik snarled. “I'm going to tear that pharaoh's eyeballs out of his sockets and shove them up his ass so he can watch me kick his ass!”

Bakura felt Marik tremble with fury.

Marik snarled as they approached the temple. “WINGED DRAGON OF RA! ATTACK THAT TEMPLE! REDUCE IT TO RUBBLE!”

Bakura held on tightly as the God Monster raised it's head to attack. The white-haired yami wrapped an arm around Marik to keep his lover from falling off the dragon's head.

The God Monster released a burst of energy at the temple. The two yamis watched as the energy surrounded the temple.

Marik laughed maniacally as a loud explosion resonated through the Shadow Realm. “Take that you bastard! That will teach you for putting a hand on my boy!”

Bakura's eyes widened as the smoke dissipated. “What the hell?!....The temple still stands!”

Marik's fingers dug into the dragon's skin. “What?! No! That can't be! This is a blast from an Egyptian God Monster!”

Bakura snarled. “Yami has used his magic to put up a barrier.”

“Ra! Land!”

The dragon landed on the ground and lowered its head. Marik jumped off the head and ran for the temple.

He crashed into the barrier, sending him falling back. Bakura ran to him.

“Marik, are you okay?”

“Royal Magic! Bakura, you stay here!” Marik grunted as he struggled to his feet.

“Not likely, Ishtar! I'm not leaving you alone with Yami!”

Marik turned to Bakura. “This is between me and him. Don't get involved.”

Bakura stepped in front of Marik. “Guess what, Rod-Boy? I AM involved! That bastard has a curse on my daughter! He's not going to lift it and this pregnancy will kill my girl if I don't do something about it! So don't you talk to me about not being involved!”

“Bakura, you can't cross the boundary of this magic!”

“The hell I can't!” Bakura walked to the barrier and tried to slam his fist through it. Bakura pulled his fist back with a growl. “Damn that hurts!”

Marik put a hand on Bakura's shoulder. “I know you want a piece of Yami, but you may not be allowed past the barrier.”

Bakura growled. “I can't just sit here and watch.”

“I know, Itemri. I'll see if I can let you in.”

Marik turned towards the barrier. Bakura listened to him chant in a strange tongue. It sounded like a form of Ancient Egyptian, but some of the words he had never heard before.

Marik grabbed onto Bakura and walked through the barrier, chanting in the strange tongue.

When they had crossed the barrier, Marik stopped.

“What the hell were you just saying?”

“It's a language that was exclusively taught to the Noble Class. It was decidedly more powerful than Common Magic.” Marik ran up the stairs to the entrance to the temple. “I'm coming after you, Yami!”

Bakura shook his head and darted after the blond. Sneaking in quietly was never Marik's style. He could never convince Marik that the element of surprise was crucial to a direct attack. Instead, Marik always busted in, guns blazing, and a loud battle cry.

Marik charged into the open room of the large temple and found Yami standing by a large stone column. “PHARAOH!”

Yami turned calmly. “Marik Ishtar.”

Marik stopped and growled furiously. “I'm here to settle the score, pharaoh!”

Yami grinned. “What score do we have to settle?”

“You raped my son, didn't you?”

Yami shrugged. “So what if I did? It wouldn't be the first time Aten's body was mine. I took him five thousand years ago, too, when he was alive.”

Bakura arrived beside Marik. “Pharaoh, this has gone far enough!”

“Oh, Bakura Itemri……so glad to see you survived that awful ….awful…..museum fire.”

“I'm sure you are. It just means we get to fight our battle another day.”

Yami grinned. “So true. Is that the only reason you both came here? So we could catch up on old times?”

“I'm not here for a nice chat, asshole! I'm here to kick your ass for touching my kid!”

“That's supposed to scare me?”

Marik clenched his teeth. “Let's settle this man to man, pharaoh!”

Yami walked to the wall and removed two swords from the wall. He tossed a sword to Marik.

The blond caught it at the hilt and handed the Millennium Rod to Bakura.

Marik raised the sword and held it in front of him. Yami stood on his other side.

“I'm going to castrate you, you son of a bitch!”

Yami grinned. “Do you think you can get close enough to me to do that?”

Marik narrowed his eyes and his hair spiked. “How could you do that to my son?”

Yami chuckled. “It makes no difference to me.”

The blond raised his sword and charged at the pharaoh.

Yami raised his sword and blocked Marik's attack. Marik jumped back and swung the sword at Yami's side. The pharaoh jumped out of the way and swung the sword at Marik's head.

The blond ducked and elbowed Yami in the exposed ribs as the sword threatened to slice his head off.

Yami staggered back at the force of the elbow. “It'll take a lot more than that to stop me.”

Marik growled. “How could you do that to Aten?! Have you no fucking decency?”

Yami grinned devilishly. “I need not answer to you, Ishtar.”

Marik charged at Yami, their swords clashing together. The blond backed Yami against the wall.

“You damn well answer to me, pharaoh! That's my kid you just violated!”

Yami pushed Marik back and moved away from the wall. “I'm the pharaoh. I can take what I desire.”

“NOT WHEN IT COMES TO CHILDREN, YOU GOD-DAMNED ASSHOLE!”

Yami raised the sword and charged at Marik. The blond dodged out of the way and turned, kicking Yami in the back. The pharaoh fell forward and slid on the floor, scraping his knees.

Marik charged after Yami and brought the sword down. The pharaoh raised his own sword to block the attack.

Yami's foot slammed against Marik's stomach and kicked him back.

Yami jumped to his feet and brushed the sweat from his forehead. Marik held his stomach and growled.

Bakura watched as the two swords clashed again, the metal scraping against the other's blade. “Ishtar! Be careful!”

Yami's blade sliced by Marik's side as the blond punched Yami in the face.

The pharaoh staggered back, his mouth now bloody from the impact.

“That's nothing compared to what you deserve, Yami!” Marik growled.

“I don't need to be lectured to by a man who disowns his family, his wealth, and Tradition to settle with a woman who was below his status!”

Marik growled. “Leave Amunet out of this! Status, status, status….is that all that matters to you?”

Yami swung his sword at Marik, but the yami blocked the attack. “You are a traitor!”

“You are a monster!”

Bakura watched Yami strike at Marik and throw an unexpected punch, sending the blond to the floor.

Yami jabbed the floor as Marik rolled away from the blade.

Bakura ran to help Marik, but a barrier shot him back onto the ground.

“ITEMRI!” Marik called as he watched Bakura crash against the wall and fall onto the ground in a heap.

“Bakura!” Marik ran towards Bakura, but crashed into the barrier, sending him back onto the floor.

Marik looked up at Yami through his now-blurry vision.

“I'm not done with you yet, Ishtar.”

Marik rolled away as the blade raced towards him. With a quick jab, he stabbed Yami in the thigh, making the pharaoh howl in pain.

Yami dropped the sword and fell back, clutching his wound.
”Damn you!” Marik sneered as he struggled to his feet.

Yami looked up at Marik with an angry glare. “You do know….when a yami is injured, his hikari can feel it….and vice versa.”

“Yugi is too good to be your hikari. He deserves better than to have you as his Darkness.”

“I'll have Yugi back, Ishtar…..and I'll have your son again.”

Marik kicked Yami's face with a quick motion, sending the Yami unconscious. “You Ra-Damned maniac!”

Marik limped away from Yami's unconscious body. He walked through the barrier reciting his chant when he came to Bakura's body.

He kneeled down and brushed Bakura's hair out of his face. “Baby….Bakura? Itemri…open your eyes, angel.”

Bakura moaned and opened his eyes. “Ow.”

Bakura weakly reached back and held his head. “Hurts.”

“I know, Itemri. Come on, love. Get up.”

Marik pulled Bakura to his wobbly feet.

The white-haired yami looked back at Yami. “I'm not done with him yet.”

/MARIK!/

//Malik? What's wrong?//

/Are you okay?/

//I'm not done with Yami!//

/Yami, come home./

//Why? I have to castrate this son of a bitch!//

/Ryou's not doing too well. You need to come home./

//Okay, Tenshi.//

“Let's go, Itemri.”

“Wait…I have to kick his ass for Aria.”

“Ryou needs us right now, Bakura. Malik said he's not doing well.”

“Define `not well.'”

//Define `not well.'//

/'Not well' as in collapsed on the ground with no warning./

//Bakura hit his head. We'll be right there. Tell Aria to open a portal for us.//

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Marik helped Bakura through the portal. Despite Marik's insistence on caring for his injury, he called Ryou's name and found his husband on the floor leaning against the couch.

Bakura kneeled down and cupped Ryou's cheek in his hand. “Baby? Oh sweet Isis…baby?”

Ryou remained unconscious. Aria kneeled beside him.

The white-haired yami gathered his husband in his arms and tried to lift him. His own head injury made him unstable on his feet and he almost dropped Ryou.

Marik caught Ryou. “I'll carry him. Malik, can you help Bakura with his head?”

“I'll help,” Aria said as she walked ahead of Marik.

Malik nodded. “Sit down, Bakura.”

Bakura looked at the Television. “Where is the videotape?”

Malik returned and examined Bakura's head. “Aten took it back. He's going to take it to the cops tomorrow.”

The phone rang and Bakura answered it. “Yeah?”

“Bakura! It's Glenn!”

“What is it?”

“It's Yugi! He was bringing out a tray of cookies when he just collapsed!”

Bakura winced. “Marik and I just kicked Yami's ass.”

“What did he do this time?”

“He admitted to killing some of the gay teens for the Crusaders…and he tried to rape Aten.”

“NO WAY! It's a shame Yugi is still linked to him.”

“Just keep an eye on Yugi, Glenn. We'll come over and see how you're doing. Is he bleeding badly?”

Glenn sniffled. “No….It looks like a scar on his leg.”

“Okay….just stay with him, Glenn. If he gets worse or doesn't regain consciousness in another hour, call us and we'll take him to the hospital.”

“O…Okay….thanks, Bakura.”

Glenn hung up the phone and looked at Yugi's unconscious body on the couch.

Glenn went to the kitchen and wet a cloth with cool water. He returned beside Yugi and placed it on his forehead.

He took Yugi's hand in his own and sighed. “Yugi? Come on….snap out of it.”

The duelist remained unresponsive.

“Yugi, I feel so bad for you. I mean, you had no choice but to be with Yami. Look at what he's done to you. Look at what he's tried to do with us.”

Glenn's hand absently went over his ear.

“I'm not going to give up on you, Yugi.” Glenn gathered Yugi in his arms and sobbed. “If only I could make Yami understand how much I love you! If only he could accept our love…..”

Glenn held Yugi close to him and kissed his lips. “I love you, Yugi! I would do anything for you, Yugi! Please be okay….”

 

 

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