Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ More Than Just That ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: lDragen 
Warning: This chapter contains rape. Oh, if you decide to skip the rape you'll still need to read the bottom, its when the puzzles began to add together. Read warning and disclaimer.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Horror / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.05.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 419 | Status: Completed
Warning: This chapter contains rape. Oh, if you decide to skip the rape you'll still need to read the bottom, its when the puzzles began to add together. Read warning and disclaimer.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Horror / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.05.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 419 | Status: Completed
Warnings: Yaoi(MalexMale), Auish, OOCness, Rape, Minor, Mild Language, Mild
Violence, and Strong Angst.
Disclaimer: I don't own YuGiOh, but I do use its characters for my own sick and
twisted imagination.
Read these notes before you start story: I'm doing my own version of what happened
to Bakura in the past, so fuck what you have to say about me being wrong.
Yami No Bakura will be called Bakura in past and Bakura in present.
Yami No Yugi will be called Atemu in past and Yami Yugi in present.
Ryou Bakura will be called Ryou in present.
Yugi Mouto will be called Yugi in present.
Marik Ishtar will be called Marik in the past.
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Chapter 4
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Bakura opened his eyes in surprise, feeling a tongue shove into his mouth. He
growled in the kiss, then bit down on the tongue, hearing the scream of the
pharoah pierce the room.
"You monster!" Atemu barked, blood dripping out of him mouth onto Bakura's face.
"I will not tolerate that!" He slapped the boy underneath him, making the boy
throw his head back and scream in pain.
Atemu ran his hand over Bakura's clothed chest, then down the side of his waist,
till it reached the white haired boy's midthigh. Thats where the boy's tunic ended.
The pharoah slipped his hand under the boy's tunic.
Bakura eyes opened widely. He felt fingers wrap around his member, slowly stroking
it.
"Stop!" Bakura cried. No one has ever done such a thing to him.
Marik tried to talk, but the gag muffled his words. He blushed, knowing what the
pharoah's hand was doing under his lover's tunic.
Atemu pulled his hand out from under the moaning boy's tunic, he then grabbed the
end of it, pulling it up to take it off the white haired boy's body. The boy was too
stunned from pleasure and surprise, eyes staring at the ceiling blankly.
The pharoah finally took the tunic all the way off Bakura's body, leaving the boy's
whole body exposed.
Bakura shuddered, and frowned at his own penis, which was slightly standing up.
Marik blushed as he saw Bakura naked. This was the first time he ever saw him naked,
and it made his lower regions heat up. The sandy blonde haired boy didn't know what
was going on with his lower regions, but it made him feel uncomfortable in his tunic.
"Aw, your little 'lover' seems to be turned on by the action," Atemu smirked,
gesturing his hands torward the boy. Bakura gave him a questioning look, and the
pharoah pointed between the boy's leg.
Bakura saw a bulge there, but didn't know what that meant. He shrugged, but cried out
as he felt something brush against his entrance.
"What are you doing!?" Bakura cried in stress.
"This is when I finally break you!" Atemu smirked, and shoved the finger inside of the
boy, making him arch his back and scream. Marik opened his eyes, letting out a terrified
scream that was muffled by the gag in his mouth.
The white haired boy felt anger and hatred well up inside of him, feeling two fingers
shoved inside of him.
"I think I'm done with the preparation," Atemu said, removing his fingers. He took
off all his royal robes and jewelry, and postions himself at the boy's entrance. He gave
the boy a smirk, and thrusted in in one thrust.
Bakura arched his back, pain shooting through his butt and spine. The pain was just so
immense. He felt the pharoah thrust in and out of him, causing him to scream repeatedly
till his throat was to sore to scream. He stopped screaming, feeling blood drip out of
the corners of his mouth.
Marik was too terrified. He closed his eyes, looking away. He hated being helpless,
watching his lover being tormented like this. He hate the screams that filled his ears.
Atemu let out a cry, feeling his cum within the boy underneath him. He was satisfied.
He got up from the bed, redressing into his royal robes and jewelry.
"You are useless to me now," Atemu spat to both of the boys."You better hurry your
pathetic selves out of here before I decide to kill you." The pharoah untied Marik,
undoing the strap and pulling the gagball out of the boy's mouth. He shoved the boy unto
the floor, then threw Bakura his tunic.
Bakura hurried into his tunic, limping.
"We got to hurry!" Bakura cried. Marik nodded, putting his arm around Bakura to support
him. He was limping, making it more of a hassle to find a way out of the palace.
They both struggled to find a way out.
"Leave me here and look for a way out!" Bakura said."If you can find one, hurry back
and get me, okay?"
Marik nodded. He carefully put Bakura onto the ground, who was bleeding in his tunic.
The sandy blonde haired boy rushed around, running into people accidently. The yelled at
him, chasing him, but he escaped easily because he was so small.
Marik searched forever, but couldn't find a way out. He went back to check on Bakura.
He remembered the ways he took.
"Bakura?" Marik said, relieved, to see the white haired boy laying down, breathing.
"Any luck?" He said quietly. Marik frowned.
Bakura's eyes were dark and dull. They weren't round or gleaming. Also, something seemed
different about his voice.
"Whats wrong?" Marik asked.
"Whats wrong!?" Bakura growled, getting up tiredly."I hate the god damn pharoah! Fuck
this shit, I'm getting out of here with or without you!"
Bakura stumbled, leaving a confused Marik behind.
"Wait up, Bakura!" Marik said, but before he could run, he was roughly grabbed from
behind."Bakura!"
~~~
Bakura had left Marik behind. He didn't care anymore, all he wanted to do was kill the
pharoah. The pharoah took his village away from him, his mother, and innocence. He didn't
have anyone left.
'Yes I do' Bakura thought.'My lover... Marik!'
"Marik!" Bakura turned around, running torwards the palace."Oh god! I didn't mean to leave
you behind!"
His emotions were so twisted. One part of him wanted to take the time to search for Marik
and the other part of him wanted to just leave Marik and to make a plan to kill the pharoah.
Bakura stopped all of the sudden, his eyes wide in surprise.
Atemu was holding a goldren rod with a blade at the end of it against Marik's throat.
"No!" Bakura screamed. Before he could do anything, Marik opened his mouth, then something
white poured out of his mouth, which was going into the rod.
"What the hell!?" Bakura said, watching white stuff pour of his lover's mouth that went inside
the rod.
Marik's eyes rolled back and his body fell lifelessy to the floor. The pharoah smirked,
sheathing the rod.
"You bastard!" Bakura barked.
"You better run before I do the same to you," Atemu said, laughing darkly.
Bakura turned around and began to run. All this hatred welled up inside of him.
"He took everything away from me.." Bakura ran out of the palace, not looking back. He would
have his revenge... some day...
TBC
Authoress's Notes: Is it adding up? Well, you'll see why Bakura becomes a tombrobber when he
figures out what that 'white stuff' was that was pouring out of Marik's mouth which was going
into the rod. Hey, it does make sense! >_< Well, I'll update soon, if you give me some reviews.
Violence, and Strong Angst.
Disclaimer: I don't own YuGiOh, but I do use its characters for my own sick and
twisted imagination.
Read these notes before you start story: I'm doing my own version of what happened
to Bakura in the past, so fuck what you have to say about me being wrong.
Yami No Bakura will be called Bakura in past and Bakura in present.
Yami No Yugi will be called Atemu in past and Yami Yugi in present.
Ryou Bakura will be called Ryou in present.
Yugi Mouto will be called Yugi in present.
Marik Ishtar will be called Marik in the past.
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Chapter 4
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bakura opened his eyes in surprise, feeling a tongue shove into his mouth. He
growled in the kiss, then bit down on the tongue, hearing the scream of the
pharoah pierce the room.
"You monster!" Atemu barked, blood dripping out of him mouth onto Bakura's face.
"I will not tolerate that!" He slapped the boy underneath him, making the boy
throw his head back and scream in pain.
Atemu ran his hand over Bakura's clothed chest, then down the side of his waist,
till it reached the white haired boy's midthigh. Thats where the boy's tunic ended.
The pharoah slipped his hand under the boy's tunic.
Bakura eyes opened widely. He felt fingers wrap around his member, slowly stroking
it.
"Stop!" Bakura cried. No one has ever done such a thing to him.
Marik tried to talk, but the gag muffled his words. He blushed, knowing what the
pharoah's hand was doing under his lover's tunic.
Atemu pulled his hand out from under the moaning boy's tunic, he then grabbed the
end of it, pulling it up to take it off the white haired boy's body. The boy was too
stunned from pleasure and surprise, eyes staring at the ceiling blankly.
The pharoah finally took the tunic all the way off Bakura's body, leaving the boy's
whole body exposed.
Bakura shuddered, and frowned at his own penis, which was slightly standing up.
Marik blushed as he saw Bakura naked. This was the first time he ever saw him naked,
and it made his lower regions heat up. The sandy blonde haired boy didn't know what
was going on with his lower regions, but it made him feel uncomfortable in his tunic.
"Aw, your little 'lover' seems to be turned on by the action," Atemu smirked,
gesturing his hands torward the boy. Bakura gave him a questioning look, and the
pharoah pointed between the boy's leg.
Bakura saw a bulge there, but didn't know what that meant. He shrugged, but cried out
as he felt something brush against his entrance.
"What are you doing!?" Bakura cried in stress.
"This is when I finally break you!" Atemu smirked, and shoved the finger inside of the
boy, making him arch his back and scream. Marik opened his eyes, letting out a terrified
scream that was muffled by the gag in his mouth.
The white haired boy felt anger and hatred well up inside of him, feeling two fingers
shoved inside of him.
"I think I'm done with the preparation," Atemu said, removing his fingers. He took
off all his royal robes and jewelry, and postions himself at the boy's entrance. He gave
the boy a smirk, and thrusted in in one thrust.
Bakura arched his back, pain shooting through his butt and spine. The pain was just so
immense. He felt the pharoah thrust in and out of him, causing him to scream repeatedly
till his throat was to sore to scream. He stopped screaming, feeling blood drip out of
the corners of his mouth.
Marik was too terrified. He closed his eyes, looking away. He hated being helpless,
watching his lover being tormented like this. He hate the screams that filled his ears.
Atemu let out a cry, feeling his cum within the boy underneath him. He was satisfied.
He got up from the bed, redressing into his royal robes and jewelry.
"You are useless to me now," Atemu spat to both of the boys."You better hurry your
pathetic selves out of here before I decide to kill you." The pharoah untied Marik,
undoing the strap and pulling the gagball out of the boy's mouth. He shoved the boy unto
the floor, then threw Bakura his tunic.
Bakura hurried into his tunic, limping.
"We got to hurry!" Bakura cried. Marik nodded, putting his arm around Bakura to support
him. He was limping, making it more of a hassle to find a way out of the palace.
They both struggled to find a way out.
"Leave me here and look for a way out!" Bakura said."If you can find one, hurry back
and get me, okay?"
Marik nodded. He carefully put Bakura onto the ground, who was bleeding in his tunic.
The sandy blonde haired boy rushed around, running into people accidently. The yelled at
him, chasing him, but he escaped easily because he was so small.
Marik searched forever, but couldn't find a way out. He went back to check on Bakura.
He remembered the ways he took.
"Bakura?" Marik said, relieved, to see the white haired boy laying down, breathing.
"Any luck?" He said quietly. Marik frowned.
Bakura's eyes were dark and dull. They weren't round or gleaming. Also, something seemed
different about his voice.
"Whats wrong?" Marik asked.
"Whats wrong!?" Bakura growled, getting up tiredly."I hate the god damn pharoah! Fuck
this shit, I'm getting out of here with or without you!"
Bakura stumbled, leaving a confused Marik behind.
"Wait up, Bakura!" Marik said, but before he could run, he was roughly grabbed from
behind."Bakura!"
~~~
Bakura had left Marik behind. He didn't care anymore, all he wanted to do was kill the
pharoah. The pharoah took his village away from him, his mother, and innocence. He didn't
have anyone left.
'Yes I do' Bakura thought.'My lover... Marik!'
"Marik!" Bakura turned around, running torwards the palace."Oh god! I didn't mean to leave
you behind!"
His emotions were so twisted. One part of him wanted to take the time to search for Marik
and the other part of him wanted to just leave Marik and to make a plan to kill the pharoah.
Bakura stopped all of the sudden, his eyes wide in surprise.
Atemu was holding a goldren rod with a blade at the end of it against Marik's throat.
"No!" Bakura screamed. Before he could do anything, Marik opened his mouth, then something
white poured out of his mouth, which was going into the rod.
"What the hell!?" Bakura said, watching white stuff pour of his lover's mouth that went inside
the rod.
Marik's eyes rolled back and his body fell lifelessy to the floor. The pharoah smirked,
sheathing the rod.
"You bastard!" Bakura barked.
"You better run before I do the same to you," Atemu said, laughing darkly.
Bakura turned around and began to run. All this hatred welled up inside of him.
"He took everything away from me.." Bakura ran out of the palace, not looking back. He would
have his revenge... some day...
TBC
Authoress's Notes: Is it adding up? Well, you'll see why Bakura becomes a tombrobber when he
figures out what that 'white stuff' was that was pouring out of Marik's mouth which was going
into the rod. Hey, it does make sense! >_< Well, I'll update soon, if you give me some reviews.