Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Return To Paradise ❯ Robbie's Retaliation ( Chapter 27 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

WARNING: MASTERBATION, SLIGHT NECROPHILIA, slight NCS, Het sex (EXTREMELY RARE PAIRING((and I think the only lemon I'll do with these two OC's)) , LANGUAGE

//……//=Yami to hikari through mindlink

/……./=Hikari to yami through mindlink

Robbie's Retaliation

Robbie woke up early the next morning finding Aten still asleep beside him. During the night, Aten had turned on his back and was sleeping silently. Robbie watched Aten's chest rising very slowly as he slept. It was hard to tell if he was breathing at all.

In the room across the hall, Robbie began to hear the quiet cries of Heaven.

“Okay, sweetie, daddy's comin'.”

Robbie rolled out of bed and grabbed his cane. He stood up and winced as his stiff ankle protested.

He limped to the baby girl's room and found the infant crying and flailing her arms. “Okay, baby girl, daddy's here.”

Robbie carefully picked her up as he leaned against the crib. He pat the back of her diaper and wrinkled his nose. “Looks like someone needs her diapee changed.”

The teen put the baby on the changing table and removed her old diaper. Robbie raised his head as he thought he saw a dark figure walk past him.

“Hello?”

No answer.

“Anyone here?”

No answer.

Robbie shrugged and continued to change the girl's diaper. “Would you like to go with daddy for a walk today? We have to go to the pharmacy and pick up some medicine. Would you like to go for a walk today, Heaven?”

The baby girl smiled up at him and raised her hands to touch him.

“Your first smile! I wish Aten was here to see this. Who's a pretty girl? You are so cute! I could eat you up, little muffin!”

Robbie picked up the girl and began kissing her face. “You are such a cutie! Let's get some breakfast.”

Robbie carried the girl down the hallway and stopped when he thought he saw the same black figure run into his room. “What is going on?” Robbie opened the door to the bedroom and saw Aten continuing to sleep peacefully. He looked into the room and found no black figures or anyone there as the first dawn's light began to creep through the curtains.

Robbie closed the door and carried the baby girl downstairs.

“Morning, Robbie,” Miranda said, pouring coffee.

“Morning, son,” Daniel said, flipping through the morning newspaper.

“Did either of you guys see anything funny this morning?”

Miranda shook her head. “Other than seeing your father's hair when he first got out of bed, no.”

“I slept on it wrong.”

Miranda snickered. “Yeah, you did. It looked like Marik's hair.”

“Hey, my hair is not that bad,” the man said, touching his black hair.

“Did you see something funny, Robbie?” Miranda asked as he handed Robbie a bottle for the baby.

Robbie sat down on a chair and began to feed the baby. “I saw black figures….black somethings. I don't know what they were. I saw one run into my room, but there wasn't anything there when I looked.”

“That's really odd,” Daniel said.

Miranda leaned against the countertop and held her coffee cup pensively.

“I've never seen anything like that before. I don't know if these two figures were the same one or what. Any ideas?”

“Maybe it was just your eyes. The mind can play tricks on you when you are under a lot of stress, son.”

Miranda looked at Robbie and sat beside her husband. “Maybe it's spirits. Souls waiting to guide Aten to the afterlife.”

“I don't know about that,” Daniel responded.

“When Christa was sick, I thought I saw my grandmother beside her crib. She had passed away years before, but I thought I saw her by Christa before she died.”

Robbie sighed. “I don't know. I can only think of one person who would want to bring Aten across.”

“Robbie's under a lot of stress, Miranda. Who knows what that thing could be?”

Robbie looked down at Heaven. “All I know is that Aten was alone in that room when I walked in. I felt like something was in the air.”

Miranda smiled at her son. “If it was his grandmother,Robbie, then there's nothing to be afraid of. There are some things in this world that we don't understand or can't explain.”

Robbie nodded. “I know.”

“What do you have planned today?”

“Well, I want to take Heaven to the pharmacy. I need to pick up some more formula for her and a few other things.”

Miranda sipped her coffee. “Do you want to take Aten, too? The walk might help him.”

“No. I'll let him rest. By the time I get back, he'll just be waking up. He's been sleeping later and later, so Heaven and I will have a nice time out together. If he wants to go for a walk later, I'll take him during Heaven's nap.”

“You've got it all planned out, then. We can watch the baby until you get back if you go out with Aten,” Daniel said, turning the page of his newspaper.

Robbie nodded. “Thanks, dad. I would like to go for a walk with him if he's up to it.”

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Aten laid in the bed, a slight gust of wind brushing across his face.

“Aten…” a voice whispered beside him.

Aten's eyes fluttered at the female voice beside his bed.

“Aten, open your eyes, child,” the voice whispered again.

Aten turned his head wearily and opened his eyes slowly. Beside the bed stood a young woman dressed in white. Her hair was white and long as it fell over her shoulders. As she stood there, he could feel an aura of peace and warmth.

Aten's eyes widened and he clutched the sheets above his chest.

“Don't be afraid. I will not harm you.”

Aten swallowed hard as he laid on his back. “Who—Who are you?”

The woman smiled. “I'm not surprised you don't recognize me. It has been a while since you have seen me.”

Aten gripped the sheets tighter, pulling at the linens.

“I'm your grandmother. I'm here to help you.”

The Egyptian winced as a pain stabbed his chest and his head simultaneously.

The woman sat beside him. “You poor thing. Poor boy.”

The teen gripped the sheets so tightly his knuckles turned white. “Help….”

“Shhh…..it's okay. That is to be expected,” she said, reaching out and touching Aten's soft hair. She pet him gently. “Sorry. I can do nothing. That is the pain of dying that you are feeling.”

“I don't want to feel this pain,” Aten whimpered. “Dying is worse than the actual disease.”

The woman looked at him with pity. “Pretty soon, there will be no pain at all. All of your pain will be only a memory. All that will remain is peace.”

Aten took a shallow breath. “What about Robbie?”

“Robbie will carry on, Aten. He has that baby girl to raise. He has angels who will help him in his hour of need.”

The teen gripped his chest, sweat forming on his forehead. Rhea put her hand on his chest and the constricting pain ebbed.

Aten's hand fell to the side, pulling and squeezing the comforter with movements beyond his control.

“What is it like to die?” Aten asked her.

“That is something that only you can answer, Aten. For me, I thought only of defending my son. I failed him. I failed to defend him. I let my monster of a husband raise him. In that, I have failed. It was hard for me to leave my Ryou, my precious baby. Your experience will be much different, though I can feel that you suffer. I can feel the pain you feel and the burden you carry.”

Aten took another shallow breath. “Don't leave.”

Rhea smiled down at him. “I must leave soon. I wish I could stay, but it is not your time.”

“But if you take your hand away, the pain will return.”

“I cannot stay indefinitely.” Rhea removed her hand and put it on Aten's cold cheek. “I love you, Aten. Be strong.”

Aten closed his eyes and whimpered. “Will I see him?”

Rhea leaned over and kissed his forehead. “I will be back for you. I will keep you safe.”

Aten sniffled as tears fell from his eyes. “I don't want to be his slave.”

“Do not despair, Aten. You will be safe and will be welcomed.”

Rhea stood up beside the bed. “I will by your side soon, my child.”

Aten watched her walk towards the closet. “Wait,” he whimpered as his pain returned. “Don't go.”

Rhea disappeared was she walked towards the closet. The teen rested his head against the pillow and wiped his eyes.

The door opened and Robbie peeked his head into the room. “Are you decent?”

“Yeah,” Aten sniffled. “Come in.”

“What's wrong?” Robbie asked, walking into the mom with Heaven.

Aten's hands began tugging at the linens again. “I saw my grandmother. She was here.”

Robbie closed the door behind him and stood beside the bed. “Is she still here?”

“No, she disappeared into the closet.”

Robbie walked towards the closet door and looked inside. “I don't see anyone here.”

“She was just here!”

Robbie shut the door. “Well, it was nice of her to visit you. What did she say to you?”

Aten closed his eyes and his hand relaxed. Robbie saw Aten's chest relax and Aten's head slowly turn towards him.

“Aten?”

Robbie slowly approached the bed, his hand gripping his cane tightly. He looked down at Aten who was laying still.

“Aten?”

Robbie saw Aten's chest rise slowly and the Egyptian's eyes open. Robbie breathed a sigh of relief.

“You scared the heck out of me!”

“She told me that she will be back for me. She also told me that angels will keep their eyes on you.”

Robbie sat beside Aten in the bed and placed Heaven beside Aten. “I'll need all the help I can get, that's for sure.”

Aten reached out and took Robbie's hand. “I love you, Robbie.”

The teen kissed Aten's hand. “I love you, too, Aten. Never forget that. How are you feeling today?”

Aten took a shallow breath. “Tired, but I have to paint. I have to finish it.”

“Heaven and I are going for a walk. Think you're up to it?”

“It depends on if I finish my painting.”

“We'll see how you feel. Some fresh air might do you some good.”

Aten nodded. ”We shall see. I'm feeling very stiff all over today and my head and chest are really hurting.”

“Again with the headaches. I can't believe the doctors didn't see anything on their test results.”

Aten released Robbie's hand and pulled Heaven on top of his chest. The baby snuggled into Aten's body and sucked her thumb.

Robbie smiled. “I'll let you two bond. I have to take a bath and let my foot soak.”

Robbie grabbed some clothes and limped to the bathroom. He ran a bath for himself and stripped. From inside the bedroom, he herd Aten speaking in Arabic and the baby laughing and giggling.

The teen slipped into the tub and chuckled as what he could only guess as nursery rhymes began to be sung in Arabic in the next room.

`It sounds like `Itsy-Bitsy-Spider,' he thought. `Here he thought he was going to be a bad father.'

Heaven laughed again in the room, along with Aten.

`He's really come a long way,' he thought as he began washing himself with a soapy washcloth.

Robbie heard Aten's nursery rhymes end abruptly, replaced with the Egyptian ballads sung in Arabic. Robbie closed his eyes and leaned his head against the tile listening to Aten's song. He could recognize some of the words, but it was the emotion of the song that he could identify better.

It was a slow song, speaking of something precious being lost, only to have something better replacing it.

Aten's soft voice carried through the air as Robbie listened. He sighed, enjoying Aten's song that he had sung numerous times before.

The sound of Aten's voice calmed him. He remembered Aten singing to him in the dark. Sometimes after making love, Aten would sing to him quietly. He would hold Aten in the darkness, listening to his mate's quiet melody, naked as the day they were born.

Robbie closed his eyes, his hands brushing over his chest. Thinking about Aten pressed against him made him moan quietly. His hands reached to the water-line, touching his stomach and grazing over his belly button. Robbie squeezed shampoo over his hand and reached below the water. He wrapped his hand around his length and began touching it lightly.

Aten's warm body touching his own…

His warm breath brushing against his own exposed skin…

Robbie's mind flashed with memories of these sensations as Aten's soft voice continued to sound through the walls.

Robbie's forehead was slowly forming beads of sweat as he watched himself be touched by his own hand.

Robbie brushed his thumb over his head, feeling chills crawl up his spine as he did so. His toes curled as he continued to touch his tip. A moan couldn't be suppressed as he began to raise his hips into his grip.

Aten's voice had stopped singing. “Robbie, are you okay in there?”

“Yes!” Robbie called out hastily, stopping abruptly. He forced his hips to stop thrusting upwards into his hand. “Can't…stop now,” he muttered.

“Okay. Need a hand?” Aten called back.

“Nope! I got one, thanks anyway!” he called back.

Robbie looked down at himself and began slowly moving his thumb over the head again. He drew in sharp breaths and tensed as he watched the first drop of pre-cum slip through the arousal's edge.

Robbie felt a drop of sweat creep down his cheek as he raised his hips into his grip again. The teen whimpered as his body tensed, releasing more of the fluid.

There was a knock on the door and Robbie jumped.

“OCCUPIED!”

“It's me, Robbie. Are you sure you're okay?” Aten asked.

“Yes! I'm fine, Aten!”

“Alright, then.”

Robbie looked down and could see his body straining, needing release. The teen thrust into his own hand wrapped around his length. The water in the tub splashed around him as he became more aroused.

“Oh god,” Robbie moaned as he felt his body begin to tighten. He continued to thrust into his grip as his desperation grew. His body began to shake and the sweat grew more prevalent on his body.

Robbie thrust his hips up vigorously and stroked his arousal harder and faster until he felt his climax draw near.

Robbie grit his teeth and his body shuddered as he released over his chest and stomach. Robbie whimpered as he watched some drop over his knuckles and fall into the water.

When he caught his breath and cleaned himself, he dressed and drained the tub. He returned to the bedroom where Aten was sitting on the bed.

“Where's the baby?”

“I put her in her playpen downstairs.”

Robbie sat beside him. “Thanks, babe.”

“I dressed her, too.”

“Oh, good. Double thanks.”

A small smile crossed Aten's face. “Did you enjoy your bath?”

“It was…..relaxing.”

Aten chuckled. “I know what you were doing in there.”

“Well, I…uh…doing what?”

Aten grinned. “Are you denying it?”

“I don't know what you are talking about.”

Aten reached over and held Robbie's hand. “There's no need to be shy, Robbie. I know I haven't been well enough to….perform for you.”

Robbie gave Aten's hand a gentle squeeze. “It's not you, trust me. I don't want to put your body under a lot of stress. Stressing your heart out is the last thing I want to do to you right now. I'm more concerned about your health.”

Aten nodded. “I know. I just don't want to deprive you.”

Robbie shifted closer to Aten. “You're not depriving me. I'm concerned about how easily you get out of breath and your angina. That's why I….took care of business myself.”

“Maybe tonight, we can find time to…be intimate.”

Robbie looked uneasy. “Look, we'll see how you are feeling tonight. We don't have to go at it as if we're on a marathon. There are a lot of things we can do without vigorous activity. We'll take it one step at a time today, okay?”

“Okay. I should get started on my painting.”

“Yeah, I should get Heaven ready for our walk.” Robbie stood up, but Aten held onto Robbie's hand.

“Come here.”

Robbie turned and stood between Aten's legs. “What is it?”

Aten looked up at Robbie with sparkling brown and purple eyes. He pulled up Robbie's shirt and planted a kiss on Robbie's stomach just above his belly button. “I love you.”

Robbie caressed Aten's cheek and smiled back. “I love you, too, Aten.”

Robbie kissed Aten's lips and limped out of the room. Aten watched him leave and sighed.

`It's going to be hard to let him go.'

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Robbie held the can of baby formula in his hand. He looked at the other formulas on the shelf. Heaven was laying in her pram looking up at him curiously.

“Let's see…which one to get.”

Robbie looked at the baby covered with a pink blanket beside him. “Do you want the same thing or do you want to try something different?”

The baby kicked her good leg and Robbie put the can in his basket. He covered the baby's leg again and tickled her. “Little muffin.”

Robbie pushed her towards he toys and looked around. He picked up a plush rabbit. It squeaked when he squeezed it.

Heaven reached for it and smiled.

“You want the toy, baby girl?” Robbie asked, handing it to the baby. “There you go.”

Robbie walked to the medicine aisle and picked up some headache medicine and vitamins from the other side of the aisle. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two women looking at him, staring.

He pushed the pram out of the aisle and walked up to the counter where the clerk gave him the same uncomfortable stare.

“What is it?”

“Nothing, sir!” the clerk answered quickly.

Robbie paid for his purchases and placed the bag under the pram. “Time to go home to daddy.”

Robbie left the pharmacy and began walking towards home. As he walked along the street, some people were distancing themselves from him.

“What's wrong with these people?” Robbie asked himself.

He turned down his street and saw Rhonda sitting on the steps of a building, smoking a cigarette.

She stood up and blocked his way with her body. “Well, well, well. If it isn't Limpy with the baby carriage! So when did Aten give birth?” Rhonda asked, bursting into loud laughter.

“Get out of my way,” Robbie growled, moving the pram to walk around her. The girl stepped in front of him again, blocking his way. “Let's take a look at this little freak!”

Rhonda grabbed the baby's blanket and pulled it off, seeing the baby with one leg missing. She shot the baby a look of disgust. “I thought I got rid of this little bitch!”

Robbie narrowed his eyes. “This is YOUR baby?!”

Rhonda took a puff of her cigarette and blew the smoke in the baby's face. “I would never pop something so hideous out of my crotch!”

“You just said this is your baby!”

Rhonda laughed louder and walked around the pram. She stood toe-to-toe with Robbie. She took a drag of her cigarette and blew smoke in his face. “I should have killed it when I had the chance. All I needed was a little coat hanger.”

Robbie clenched his fists tightly. “How could harm this baby like you did? I can't believe you would hurt this child for your own selfishness!”

“So what if I did? She's just another freak like you. If you give her back to me, I'll just slit her throat in the alley and finish the job. I'd be doing the world a favor….getting rid of a little freak like her.”

Robbie's body started to tremble from fury. “I would never let you hurt her!”

Rhonda chuckled. “I can have Eric shoot her in the head. Her death would be faster than if I cut her throat. Besides, she can be daddy's little target practice for killing little faggots like you and Aten.”

Robbie growled furiously and punched her in the jaw hard, knocking her unconscious on the ground. Robbie looked at the unconscious girl on the ground in disbelief.

He grabbed the pram and limped away quickly towards home. He quickly ran inside and slammed the door behind him.

Robbie's body trembled with rage, tears were flooding down his face, he panted for breath.

“Robert, what happened?” Daniel asked, jumping to his feet seeing his distraught son.

Robbie shook his head. “I don't know….it just happened so quickly.”

“What happened?” Miranda asked, taking the baby out of the pram.

“I know who the parents are now,” Robbie panted. “Eric and Rhonda are Heaven's parents.”

Robbie walked towards the couch and sat in the middle seat. He buried his face in his hands and began to cry. “I don't believe this is happening!” Robbie sobbed.

Daniel sat beside his son and rubbed his back. “Something bad must have happened to make you shake this severely.”

Miranda put the baby in the playpen with her new toy and sat beside Robbie on his other side. “Talk to us, sweetheart. What happened?”

Robbie trembled as he sobbed. “She said that…..she thought she killed the baby. She said `I thought I got rid of that little bitch.' She said she would never push anything so hideous out of her. Rhonda wanted to cut her throat.” Robbie's sobs turned to extended wailing. “She said that Eric could use her as `daddy's little target practice for faggots like Aten and I.'”

Miranda ran her fingers through Robbie's curly hair. “That's an awful thing to say!”

Robbie's tears seeped through his fingers and onto the carpet. “Rhonda said she wanted to kill the baby with a coat hanger. How could she hate her own child so much?”

“Some people don't value human life,” Daniel said. “It's expendable for some.”

Robbie shook his head. “Just because Rhonda didn't want the baby doesn't mean it doesn't have a right to exist!”

Miranda sighed. “To think that the two people who have given you the most torment are the parents of that sweet child is unbelievable.”

Aten stepped out of the kitchen in his painting smock, drying his hands. “Robbie, what's wrong?”

Daniel stood up to let Aten sit beside Robbie. Miranda and Daniel disappeared into the kitchen to give the couple time to discuss the new revelations.

“Aten,” Robbie whimpered, turning to hug Aten tightly. “I know who Heaven's mother and father are.”

“Who? How did you find out?”

Robbie's sobs appeared to diminish as he panted for breath. “Rhonda and Eric.”

Aten's jaw dropped in disbelief. “What?!”

“Aten, Rhonda said she was trying to kill the baby! She said that she wanted to cut her throat and have Eric shoot her! How could she say such evil things?”

Aten rubbed Robbie's back and held him close. “They have evil in their hearts, Robbie. You know they are not good people.”

“But to kill a baby! It's not Heaven's fault that she has a missing leg! It's Rhonda's!”

“I know, Robbie. Don't cry. It'll be okay.”

Robbie clutched onto Aten as his crying intensified again.

“You've been holding this in, haven't you?” Aten asked. “I've never seen you cry like this.”

Robbie rubbed his teary cheek against Aten's shoulder. “Heaven's parents tried to kill her. You're dying. I still have to call places and get things set up. I don't know how much more I can take!”

Aten pet Robbie's hair. “You need this, Robbie. Let it go.”

Robbie held onto Aten tightly, burying his face in Aten's neck. Robbie sobbed into Aten's clothing until he began to hyperventilate.

“I think you need to get some sleep,” Aten said. “You are exhausted.”

Robbie shook his head. “I can't sleep. I'm too upset.”

Aten kissed Robbie's forehead. “Why don't you come into my Studio? You can lay on the couch and clear your mind.”

“Okay. I can do that.”

Robbie and Aten stepped into the Studio. Aten turned on his Beethoven and continued to work on his painting. Robbie laid on the couch, taking deep breaths.

Aten picked up his palate and began mixing colors. “You know, Robbie, it's our gain that we get to take care of their baby. Heaven will grow up more tolerant and be better cared for physically and emotionally if she's here.”

“It just makes me so angry to think about what she said. I punched her out.”

“Who?”

Robbie turned his head to Aten. “I got so angry, I lost control of myself. I punched her in the jaw and knocked her out cold.”

Aten's eyes widened. “How could you do that?! You know how dangerous they are!”

Robbie covered his eyes. “I know! I know! I just got so angry! I couldn't hold back anymore! Everything she said was filled with so much bullcrap that I couldn't take it anymore.”

“It's not like you to resort to physical violence.”

“I couldn't take all the lies she was saying. She deserved it, Aten.”

Aten nodded. “Very true.”

Aten continued to paint, concentrating on his colors. A little while later, he put down his brush. “Robbie, can you hand me the Royal Purple by you?” Aten turned his head and saw that Robbie had fallen asleep on the couch.

Aten approached his husband, sleeping and snoring quietly. He grabbed a red blanket and covered Robbie as he slept.

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Eric pulled the woman's hair as she screamed. The teen laughed as the woman began to bleed between her legs. “You like it, baby, admit it! Fuck yeah!”

The woman arched her back in pain as Eric released hard into her. Eric grinned as he looked down at the bruised woman.

“Well, I came into you. You know what that means?”

The woman looked up at him and horror filled her face.

Eric stabbed her in the neck with a grin. Blood poured from her jugular vein as she struggled with her belts binding her wrists and ankles. The color drained from her face as she gasped and tried to cry out for help. “Poor little dying girl,” Eric grinned as the light in her eyes faded and her body relaxed slowly.

He removed himself from the woman and wiped himself free of blood and semen.

“Well that was uneventful,” he groaned. “At least she won't have another fucked up baby of mine.”

Jason laughed as he sat in the corner. “She might have welcomed it, actually. She was a cheap hooker. She could have gotten money for the kid.”

Eric shrugged. “Not much, though. Ew, look! She peed the bed! Nasty bitch!”

“That's what happens when you die. You shit and piss yourself.”

A loud knock sounded on the door. “Fuck! Jason, get it!”

Jason left the room, quickly putting boxers on. Eric closed the bedroom door and grinned down at the dead woman on the bed.

He leaned down and kissed the woman's left breast. “You were a good fuck.”

“It's Rhonda!”

Jason opened the door to the bedroom and Rhonda walked into the room crying, a large bruise on her jaw.

Eric stood up, still naked and went to his girlfriend. “What happened to you?” he asked, inspecting her injury.

“Somebody fucking cracked me in the jaw!”

Eric narrowed his eyes and wrapped his arms around her. “There, there. Tell me what happened.” Eric's hands moved down to her ass and began slipping them into the back of her pants.

“I found Limpy walking a baby and found out that he's got our kid!”

Jason gasped. “FREAK-BOY'S GOT YOUR KID?!”

Eric's lip curled in disgust. “How did he get the brat?”

Rhonda looked down at the dead girl in the bed and sniffled. “I thought I dumped the kid on someone else's doorstep. I was all fucked up that night. Bad acid and shit.”

Jason returned to his seat in the corner and cracked his knuckles. “Limpy's been a thorn in our side for the last time.”

Eric nodded as he examined her jaw. “He punched you good, Sexy Cakes.”

Rhonda sniffled. “I didn't do anything to make him hit me! He just came up and started talking shit! Then he punched me!”

Eric held Rhonda in his arms and began kissing her neck. “I'll take care of everything.”

Eric grinned as he kissed Rhonda on the lips. He backed her up until she was laying across the dead woman's stomach on the bed. Eric grinned down at the body, unbuttoning Rhonda's pants and pulling them down.

Rhonda shivered at the cold woman's skin touching her. She sniffed and wrinkled her nose. “Can you at least clean up the shit and piss before you fuck me on top of her?”

Eric kneeled beside the bed and began to lick between Rhonda's legs. “Jason, can you do clean that up? I'd like to fuck my girlfriend without that bitch's stank all over the bed.”

“I'll take care of it,” Jason said.

Eric licked her and began touching himself. “Touch her.”

Rhonda reached over and began touching the dead woman's breast. “Fuck yeah, so hot.”

Eric spread her legs and stood up, rubbing his arousal around her opening. “What do you say we try again…hopefully we'll make another one that's not so fucked up.”

Rhonda moaned and began thrusting against Eric's penis. “Put it in, please!”

Eric grinned and slipped inside Rhonda, rocking against her slowly. “Can you feel it now?”

Rhonda moaned and spread her legs further. “Make sure the one you stick in this time isn't fucked up.”

Eric rammed himself hard into Rhonda as she was bent over the corpse on the bed. He grinned down at her. “I'll take care of Limpy. I'll make him pay for jacking you.”

Eric pounded into Rhonda, sucking and licking her nipples. “I will make that little freak pay for hurting my Sexy Cakes.”

“Aim to the right! Oh god! Fuck yeah! Harder!” Rhonda screamed loudly, her body feeling a trickle inside her. “Pound that shit in deep!”

Eric grinned with the thoughts of seeking revenge for the wronged Rhonda. `I could kidnap Limpy and fuck him to death with a hot poker.' Eric's vigorous motions quickened. `I could slit his throat and watch him bleed.'

Jason narrowed his eyes as he regained his seat in the corner. “You should castrate the little bastard like Aten did to me! I'd like to see him fuck his boyfriend without a dick.”

Rhonda threw her head back as Eric was pounding into her body harshly. “I love it when you talk dirty!” Rhonda rubbed her stomach with one hand and rubbed the dead body's breast with her other.

“Fuck yeah! Put it to the right!”

Eric tensed and growled as he released hard into her, pounding his release deep. “Come on, Rhonda!”

“Don't fuck this one up, Eric!” she cried out, climaxing with him.

Eric buried himself deep and released into her. He held himself in Rhonda as he grinned down at her and kissed her bruise. He gave a final thrust into his girlfriend and buried the rest of his juices inside of her. “Limpy will pay dearly for what he did to you. I promise you that.”

Rhonda grinned and looked over at the dead body beneath her. “What are you going to do with this?”

Eric grinned. “I'll have dad dump her in the landfill. Nobody will question him as the Chief of Police. The dogs will enjoy chewing on her.”

Rhonda chuckled. “A new chew toy for them. I know they'll appreciate it.”

Eric pressed himself deeper into her and kissed Rhonda on the lips. “What do you say we pick up another toy tonight? We might have some fun together and the dogs will have two chew toys.”

“That sounds sexy,” she said, keeping her boyfriend buried deep inside of her. “Maybe I'll get to kill the one we find tonight. We could find money on her and she could watch us do this again.”

Eric grinned as he licked her left nipple. “Who would have known that you would be such a cold-hearted person?”

Rhonda laughed and rolled her eyes. “You just killed this bitch and fucked me on top of her so we could make a baby that's not fucked up. Who's a cold-hearted person here?”

Eric grinned. “Hey, my old man's the Chief of Police. I can get away with anything I want. Besides, he'll take care of Ms. Whore here. He won't ask questions. He can take care of the ones we catch tonight for our little orgy. How's that sound?”

“Fucking kiss me now,” Rhonda growled, pulling Eric down into a desperate kiss.

Eric's gyrated his hips against her and moaned into their lust-filled kiss. “When we're out, let's eavesdrop on our prey.”

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Yugi sat in the Living Room reading a brochure about newly released cards. He went through the brochure and checked the ones that he was hoping to order for new inventory.

A gust of wind blew across him as he raised his head. He heard something in the kitchen and he tried to look into the darkness.

“Glenn?”

No response.

Yugi stood up and approached the kitchen slowly. He turned on the light and saw Yami sitting there. He jumped back and narrowed his eyes. “What do you want?”

“Yugi, what have you decided?”

Yugi narrowed his eyes. “Get out.”

Yami stood up and took a step towards Yugi. “You and I are of one soul. Glenn is not part of your soul.”

“This has nothing to do with who is the other half of my soul! This is about you trying to hurt those close to me! You are always trying to harm my friends! That is why I cannot believe that you are a part of me!”

Yami grinned. “But I am part of you. You can't deny that.”

Yugi took a deep breath. “I did believe that once, yami. I believed it until you tried to hurt my friends. I have seen what you did and you lied to me. You were a barbaric king. How could I possibly share my home with someone so cruel?”

“I want to change.”

Yugi laughed. “Nice try. You can't change the past, Yami. That is what you are. You can't escape what you've done, yami. You have to pay.”

Yami kneeled on one knee. “I was foolish to let you go.”

“You were foolish to lie to me and deceive me into thinking that you cared about me.”

Yami lowered his head. “I was foolish. I do care for you.”

“Everything you have done has proven contrary to that fact.”

“You and I are linked, Yugi. Fate has destined that we be together.”

Yugi crossed his arms defiantly. “We may be destined to be linked in some way, but I have chosen someone else. Until you can prove to me that you intend on treating my family decently, I will not believe that you seriously care about me.”

Yami stood up. “I still care for you, Yugi.”

Yugi shook his head. “Actions speak louder than words.”

Yami turned and walked out the door. Yugi closed the door behind Yami and leaned against it.

“Yami's tried to get into my better favor before. But there was something different in his voice this time. I wonder if he was serious.”

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Malik sat on the couch, shoving a handful of popcorn into his mouth. Isis sat beside him as well as Odion. Bakura guzzled down half of his glass of milk as he lounged on the recliner.

“I wonder if we'll make the news again tonight,” Bakura groaned.

“After you and Marik roughed Yami up yesterday, I doubt it.”

[Welcome to the Domino Daily News at five. Tonight we have breaking news from Mt. Vesuvius. Seismologists are reporting that Vesuvius may soon erupt once again. Scientists have identified small vibrations under the volcano which has not erupted in more than two thousand years. Nearby cities have been placed on alert and will be evacuated as a precaution.]

Malik raised an eyebrow. “Wow. That was quick. It may take a few months before it actually blows.”

Isis shook her head. “Don't be so sure, brother.”

[Closer to home, Domino is expecting some rain tomorrow and possibly for the next week. A storm which seems to have come out of nowhere is on track to hit Domino. Our meteorologists have confirmed that we were to have clear skies, but a low pressure system has emerged and is setting Domino up for rain, heavy at times.]

Bakura looked upstairs. “Where is Ishtar?”

Malik pointed upstairs. “He's upstairs. Maybe he's with Ryou.”

Bakura closed his eyes. //Ry, where are you?//

/In my room./

//Is Ishtar with you?//

/No. He's in his room./

[In other parts of the country, temperatures have soared above one hundred degrees. Farmers are struggling to save their crops through the intense heat.]

Malik shook his head and looked up towards the ceiling. “This can't be good.”

Odion turned towards Isis. “It's part of the prophecy.”

Isis nodded. “Yes. This is nature working beyond its control.”

“Maybe it is,” Malik said. “Just because a volcano is erupting and the soil is sizzling up doesn't mean that Marik is behind it.”

“Master Marik is upset about his son dying.”

Bakura sighed. “He just needs some time to himself.”

Odion stood up. “I will speak with him.”

“HELLO! Odion, I said leave him alone. If he needs some alone time and you interrupt it, he'll be pissed.”

Odion shrugged. “He might need to talk.”

“Your funeral, Odion,” Bakura said, reaching over and stealing a handful of Malik's popcorn.

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Marik stood beside the window looking up at the night sky. Clouds began moving towards Domino,blocking the view of the twinkling stars.

He crossed his arms and listened intently for the phone to ring with the news that Marik dreaded to hear.

He knew the time was drawing near.

Eighteen years of uncertainty was going to end very shortly.

Marik sighed and closed his eyes. “I loved that child, Ra. I looked after that little boy. How do you expect me to let him go? How?”

The yami thought of Ryou in his room. `Ryou locked himself away, too. I'm not surprised. It's hard to help someone when you can't even help yourself. What could I say to him? Everything I could say would be a lie. `Aten will bounce back, Ry.' `Aten won't die.' They would both be lies.'

Then there was Isis and Odion's mysterious arrival. The fact that Aten had such little time yet made him speculate that this is why they had arrived.

`Isis has that Necklace. She can see into the future. That has to be the answer.'

A knock sounded on the door. “Who is it?”

“Odion.”

Marik rolled his eyes. “Come in, creepy.”

Odion stepped into the room and shut the door behind him. “I hope I'm not interrupting anything.”

Marik leaned against the wall. “No, just planning on how I'm gonna pound Malik's tight little ass tonight so hard you can hear him beg for more.”

“I'd rather not hear that.”

“My home. My rules. I pay the mortgage around here, so you'll enjoy his symphony of Malik's melodious moaning and like it.”

Odion shook his head. “You joke. However, there are many serious battles within you.”

“How could you possibly know?” Marik asked defiantly crossing his arms in front of his chest. “You don't want to even imagine what is going through my mind right now.”

Odion watched Marik turn to face the window again. “I know you ache. There is pain in your heart.”

“Odion….please. My feelings are mine alone and I do not wish to discuss them with anyone.”

Odion walked up beside Marik, who had moved into the shadows. “Your son is very important to you.”

“He's my world. He was my sun and I was only a planet that circled around him.” Marik lowered his head. “I did everything for him, Odion……everything I possibly could.”

“You have been a good father. When I heard that you were going to be a father, honestly, I was quite concerned.”

Marik chuckled. “Why?”

“Because I know the evil of which you are capable of committing. I have seen you do many cruel things. All I could think about was your actions during Battle City. I remembered seeing Master Malik with bruises and cuts and broken bones. I was concerned for the safety of your child and was worried that he would follow in your footsteps.”

Marik sighed. “Aten wouldn't harm a fly….unless that fly pushed him too far.”

“If things had been different, do you think Aten would have followed in your footsteps? Do you believe Aten could be capable of tremendous cruelty?”

Marik nodded. “I know he is. He's the fruit of my loins. Aten is very capable of doing tremendous harm. Aten's health prevents him from much cruelty. He's certainly not a threat now.”

“What about when he is dead?”

“Then he will be of no threat at all.”

Odion looked at Marik with a serious face. “Don't be so sure.”

“What are you saying? That Aten is going to be a threat when he is dead? That's stupid.”

“Look at yourself, Master….Master Marik. What are you?”

Marik grinned. “Really sexy?”

“No! Serious! What are you?”

Marik raised an eyebrow. “A male?”

“And?”

“Umm…Married?”

“No, more simple.”

Marik scratched his spiky, blond hair. “Ummm…A spirit?”

Odion nodded. “Exactly. You are a spirit and yet you are capable of much evil.”

Marik crossed his arms again. “Being a spirit of a Millennium Item, that is a duality of our nature. We can be your best friend or we can be your worst enemy.”

“When your son is dead, Marik, he will be at peace unless his soul is contained within a Millennium Item.”

“He has his Scepter of Ra. That is my son's Item.”

Odion nodded. “The only problem with immortality is that your son has human blood. He was born of human and immortal blood. Your soul was removed from the afterlife--.”
”Ripped, Odion. My soul was ripped from the afterlife. I could have been with Itemri and Amunet, but I could not. I am forbidden from residing in the Underworld now. I am chained to this mortal world.”

Odion turned towards Marik. “Your soul was taken from the afterlife, but you were of mortal blood. Aten has yami and human blood. Your son will never have the immortality that you enjoy.”

Marik looked up at the cloudy sky. “How could someone enjoy immortality if they see everyone they love die one by one? Some day Malik will die. I will have to continue here without him unless I catch that Yami Virus that killed be before.”

Odion sighed. “I remember that night. Master Malik cried and there was nothing I could do to help him. Your son was also inconsolable. I watched you die on that bed. Even I……..even I felt pity for you then.”

Marik shot Odion a quizzical glance. “You? You felt bad for me?”

“You suffered. I have seen you change a lot in the past twenty years. The dying deserve pity. I pity your son that his death has taken fifteen years.”

Marik nodded. “It is very difficult.”

“This is a difficult time for you, but remember that your family cares about you. There are others who share your pain.”

Marik shook his head. “I don't want them to see me upset.”

“Your family would rather see you upset than not at all.”

Marik leaned against the wall. “I'd like to be alone, Odion.”

“Keeping it all in will do more damage.”

“Goodbye, Odion.”

Odion bowed his head slightly and left the room.

Marik continued looking out the window and wiped an eye free of tears threatening to escape.

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Robbie slipped into bed beside Aten and pulled the covers over him. Aten was laying in bed and facing Robbie.

The Egyptian snuggled close to Robbie and rubbed Robbie's side. “Do you feel any better?”

Robbie sighed and nodded. “That just made me so angry this morning. I still can't believe I socked Rhonda right in the jaw.”

“She deserved it, Robbie. What she said was not justified.”

Robbie sighed. “How a parent can do that to their own child just baffles me.”

Aten reached up and caressed Robbie's face. “You'll be a good parent to her, Robbie. You've always been great with kids.”

“I hope so. I already take better care of her than her own parents.”

Aten smiled at him. “You take such good care of me, too, Robbie. I couldn't thank you enough.”

“Well, I love you, Aten. Why wouldn't I want to take care of you?”

Aten leaned in and kissed Robbie on the lips gently. His hands reached over and began to touch Robbie's chest slowly.

Robbie shifted closer to Aten's body and shivered at the cold skin. “You're like ice,” Robbie said, breaking the kiss for a moment.

“Sorry,” Aten said. “I had some hot tea to try to warm myself up before bed.”

Robbie shrugged. “It's okay. Don't apologize,” he said, reaching over and rubbing Aten's bony hip.

Aten pulled Robbie against him and hooked his leg around Robbie's leg. Aten deepened the kiss with Robbie, breathing through his nose.

Aten touched Robbie's shoulders and his chest, letting his fingertips brush against Robbie's heating skin.

Robbie rubbed the Egyptian's back. Robbie's hand brushed across Aten's scarred back.

The Egyptian whimpered as his partner began to massage his buttocks.

Aten's hands slipped down Robbie's chest and brushed over his stomach.

Robbie moaned into the kiss with his lover as he let his fingertips brush lightly over Aten's hips.

The Egyptian moaned as Robbie broke the kiss and was kissing down his neck. Robbie lightly sucked on the side of Aten's neck, kissing and nibbling it alternatively.

Aten reached down and cupped Robbie's arousal in his hand, rubbing gently.

Robbie reached over and grabbed a bottle of oil. He squeezed some on Aten's hand and some on his own.

“If you start to feel unwell, let me know, okay?”

Aten nodded. “Okay.”

Robbie reached below the sheets and began touching Aten's arousal. The Egyptian shifted closer to Robbie and moaned into their new, heavy kiss. His breath came in short bursts, his body not warming from the close physical contact as Robbie expected might happen.

Aten continued to touch his partner as his touch was being reciprocated. The Egyptian kissed down Robbie's neck and gently pushed Robbie on his back. Robbie continued to touch Aten as the Egyptian crawled on top of him.

“Aten, don't strain yourself,” Robbie whimpered.

“I'm okay so far,” Aten said, kissing Robbie's chest.

Robbie closed his eyes as Aten's arousal slipped from his hands as his partner was moving lower. “I don't want you to hurt yourself.”

Aten closed his eyes and continued to kiss down Robbie's body. Robbie pet Aten's soft hair and felt his skin tingling under the petting of his lover.

Aten kissed down the middle of Robbie's torso, licking just above Robbie's belly button. “Aten, that feels good,” Robbie whimpered.

The Egyptian grinned and kissed down towards Robbie's arousal. Aten licked the tip and swallowed partially around Robbie's arousal.

Robbie moaned as he felt Aten's breath brushed over his skin. Robbie reached down and touched Aten's hair, petting it lightly.

Aten pulled back, licking up Robbie's arousal slowly. “Do you like that?”

Robbie looked down, his cheeks red and flushed. “Does it look like I am?”

The Egyptian snickered and swallowed around Robbie as much as he could. Robbie closed his eyes and struggled to keep himself still.

He laid on the bed and whimpered at the waves of pleasure spreading through him.

Aten's hands began to rub Robbie's chest as he pleasured his lover.

The Egyptian's lips left Robbie's arousal and began kissing up his body again. Aten reached between them and touched both of them together.

The Egyptian kissed Robbie gently as he rubbed himself against his lover.

Robbie wrapped his arms around Aten and held him close as he raised his hips into Aten's grip.

Aten breathed heavily as he moved quickly against Robbie.

Robbie moaned and his body began to shiver as his climax neared. Aten panted heavily and trembled as his point of release came closer.

“Robbie,” Aten whimpered as his body tensed.

Robbie held Aten close as he felt his lover release hard. Robbie held his lover close as he felt his release hit him.

Aten collapsed on top of him, clutching his head and groaning in pain.

“Aten, are you okay?”

Tears fell down Aten's face.

Robbie helped Aten to lay on the bed and held him. “Aten, what's wrong?”

“Pain….”

“Let me get your pills. I'll be right back.”

Aten clutched onto Robbie, desperately. “Don't leave me.”

Robbie held onto Aten, lightly petting his lover until Aten's body began to relax.

“I wish I could do something for that.”

Aten rested his head against Robbie's chest and began breathing shallow again. “I hate it when that happens,” he whimpered.

Robbie reached over and grabbed a towel to clean himself and his lover. He replaced the towel on the table and turned off the light. He shifted close to Aten and held him in the dark. Robbie gathered Aten to his chest and pet his hair gently.

Aten's shallow, unsteady breath hit Robbie's chest. His body began to shiver and his lungs began to sound congested.

“Aten, let's elevate your head.”

Robbie helped Aten sit up and put more pillows behind his head. Aten laid on his back and Robbie shifted close to him.

“Better?”

Aten nodded. “Better. Thank you.”

“I'm sorry if that was too much for you.”

“No, it wasn't. That cursed headache, though, was the only thing I regretted.”

Robbie kissed Aten and yawned. “Goodnight, Aten. Sleep tight.”

Robbie closed his eyes and drifted into sleep. Aten's eyes looked up and saw the shadows creeping along the ceiling. He swallowed hard as he saw the ghostly shadows glare down at him or smile menacingly.

`He's waiting for me….he's waiting for me to die….to be his servant.'

Aten closed his eyes. “I won't let that happen. Please, Ra, don't let him take my soul.”

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