Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Shattered Mirrors ❯ Chapter Eleven ^_~ ( Chapter 11 )

Summary: Yugi and Ryou are the best of friends. They are also the loners at their school. What happens when the popular kids start to pay attention to them? What happens when the friendship becomes something more? What happens when their relationship turns abusive? Pairings- B/R, Y/YY, S/J, M/M. Warning scenes of violence. Also sexual suggestions.

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Shattered Mirrors
Chapter Eleven
By: Ryou Lover15

Bakura smiled with glee when he entered his part of the mansion, Ryou in his arms. The Yamroh residence consisted of ten bedrooms, three bathrooms, a formal dining room, a causal dining room, a sunroom, an entertainment room, and a kitchen. Each bedroom had a different design, and most of the furniture in the rooms came from Egypt. The dining room had a large oak table with burgundy velvet drapes around the windows that overlooked the beautiful grounds. The kitchen was painted a soft blue, with all the appliances being platinum. The library was Bakura's dad's favorite place in the whole house, it contained many comfy chairs to sit in, and the walls were lined with shelves, which were piled with books. Works from Shakespeare, Dickens, and Astriole were among the favorites of Bakura's father. Bakura's parents were really never home, and when they were Bakura usually wasn't. When Bakura was little he had alaways asked his Father how much the house had cost, his father would responded with "a lot." Bakura recently had found out that it had cost ten million to build. Bakura's part of the mansion consisted of a living room, a bathroom, a room with a heated pool, a kitchenette, and two bedrooms, one his and the other used for guests. All were lavishly furnished. With the carpets, linens, and comforters coming from Egypt. While the rest of the furniture was from other countries, Brazil, Australia, Greece, and London just to name a few. Bakura walked into the Master bedroom in this wing. This was where Bakura had slept ever since he was born. Of course the furniture had changed a lot from when he was a baby. It now consisted of a king sized bed with a canopy, a maple dresser, a huge closet that covered the whole wall, an armoire made out of mahogany that held all Bakura's fine black clothing, two bedside tables made out of the finest pine, and a large window covered by black curtains that overlooked the ornate garden that the servants tended to in the summer. Bakura set Ryou down on the bed, and pulled the covers around Ryou's sleeping form.

~*~
Yugi was standing by the pay phone near the front entrance of the school. He was looking around to see if Yami was nearby. Before lunch ended Yami had told Yugi to meet him at his locker, Yugi had carefully slipped out of his class at break and headed right to the pay phones. Seeing that Yami was nowhere to be seen he picked up the receiver of the phone, and punched Ryou's number in. There was no answer, only the answering machine. Yugi tried again, but again he got the answering machine. Yugi sighed and picked up his binder that he had dropped on the floor.

Yugi walked glumly toward his next class. He had this odd feeling that Ryou was in danger at this very moment. He was just about to his Geography class when Yami walked up to him. Yugi picked up his pace, hoping that he would get into the security of the classroom before Yami caught up to him. Yami wouldn't do something in front of a teacher. The classroom was so close but Yami walked up to Yugi just, as he was two feet from getting into the classroom.

"I waited there for you, and you didn't come. Now maybe you forgot, so I'm forgiving you. I just wanted to give you this." Yami pulled out a neatly wrapped package, and handed it to Yugi. Yugi took it, and began to open it. "Not right now." Yami cooed.
"Open it in class. See you after school, koi." Yami left in the other direction leaving Yugi confused.

Yugi walked into class, and took his seat. He tore open the wrapping. Inside the package was a letter, and a disposable camera. Yugi read the letter first:

'Dear Yugi,
I know you are probably wondering why I sent you a camera. Well like they say make the memories last, and this will do it! I hope we stay together for a long time.
~Yami '

~*~
Ryou opened his brown eyes, and took in his surroundings. This wasn't his house! He got off the huge bed, and tried to open the door, but it was locked. A buzzing sound came from the door. Ryou vaguely remembered having a bowl of vegetable soup. Now that he had thought of it, his soup had an odd taste in it; Ryou hadn't said anything because he didn't want to get Bakura mad that he didn't like his cooking. Ryou walked over to the armoire and opened its doors. All the clothes were neatly hung up, obviously not by Bakura. Ryou curiously opened the drawers, but was greeted by a different sight, black boxers, and black socks. There was an imaginary line that split the drawer in half for on the line nothing was there.

Now knowing whose bedroom this was Ryou scampered off to the door, in hopes that somehow it would become unlocked. Ryou jiggled the doorknob, but the door didn't move. Not giving up Ryou tried again, but this time someone opened the door. In walked Bakura, behind him were two servants, carrying silver trays. A third servant came into the room, with a folding table, he quickly set up the table in the center of the room, and the platters went onto the table. Without a word said the three left. Ryou looked at Bakura, who was now standing by the armoire; he turned around and smirked at Ryou. His hair was wet and was tied back in a ponytail; he wore nothing but a black towel.

Bakura quickly glanced over to the clock, "good afternoon Ryou, and might I add it is a good afternoon, indeed." Bakura said haughtily

"You kidnapped me, that is a crime!" Ryou turned to leave, and noticed that Bakura wasn't trying to stop him. Ryou put his hands on his hips, "aren't you going to stop me from leaving?"

"Nope." Came Bakura's quick answer.

"Fine then. Goodbye! I hope I never see you again!"

Ryou walked over to the door and slipped through, once he was under the doorframe, Ryou somehow got pushed backward, Ryou landed on the floor, right near the closet door.

Bakura turned around half dressed, "I knew you would try to escape so I had extra security installed into my rooms. Every time you go through the door unattended, the door will immediately close. It is trained to watch for you, and won't let you out of this room without me by your side." Bakura pulled on the tight fitting t-shirt, and walked over to Ryou. "Hmm... I love you Ryou, I'm so glad you're here."

~*~
Yami met Yugi at his locker after school. After the pair walked the short walk to the game shop, they plopped down onto the sofas in the living room to do their homework. Yugi had said it was to be homework first and then video games. Yami had

diligently agreed saying school was just as important as physical health was.

After Yugi finished his homework he went into the kitchen to start making super. The kitchen was beautiful, with the sun streaming through the many windows that had been strategically placed in all the right places. The sun lit up the small kitchen, almost giving a life to it. The small white painted island in the center had four powder blue stools around it; this is where they ate most of the time, unless they decided to eat in the dining room. Not much went on here, most of the time the two Motou men just bought a product that they could put in the microwave, and ate it three minutes later. Dinner would have to be something simple; after all cooking wasn't his forte, Ryou was the one who excelled at cooking while Yugi excelled at other things, which Ryou didn't, like dueling. Yugi settled on making a garden salad, some ready made chicken that just needed to be put in the oven for ten minutes, and a bun. Yugi was just getting out a head of lettuce to make the two salads when Yami came into the room.

He held the white cordless phone in his right hand, Yami eyed the ingredients that Yugi had gathered on the counter, and frowned. "I am going to order Chinese, I thought I would treat you." Yami said rather bossy, almost like a command.

Not wanting to show displeasure towards Yami, Yugi gathered up the ingredients, and began putting them back into the fridge. Yami sat down on one of the stools.

Soon Yugi was finished, and he sat down on the stool facing Yami. "So what do you want to order?"

"Sweet, and sour chicken balls, noodles and rice." Yugi replied.

Yami wrote down Yugi's order, and then dialed a number.

"Yes I would like to order two orders of sweet and sour chicken balls, and a large order of white rice, and a small order of noodles."

"How long will that take? Can you deliver? And does that cost extra?"

There were a few mummers of yes, and the directions to the game shop, then the phone call ended with a thank you. Yami hung up the phone and turned to Yugi. "The food should be here in about twenty minutes. Get the table set."

Promptly at twenty minutes later the doorbell rang, and Yami came into the room with a brown paper bag, a logo from a nearby Chinese restaurant was imprinted on the bag in black. Yami set the bag on the top of the island, and began pulling out the little containers. Yugi sat down on one of the stools.

After everything was out of the bag Yami sat down on the stool next to Yugi. "Let's begin"

Yugi picked up his chopsticks, and proceeded to put some chicken and rice onto his plate.
Yami picked up a chicken ball, and carefully guided it over to Yugi. "Open your mouth Yugi, I have something for you." Yugi slowly opened his mouth, and let the chicken ball be placed in his mouth.

~*~

They fed each other until the chicken was all gone. They did the same with the rice, and the noodles.

"And now for dessert," Yami walked over to the fridge, and brought out a package of strawberries, along with two kinds of 'dips'. One was chocolate, and the other was wiped cream. How did Yami know strawberries were his favorite fruit?

Yami picked up all three items, but he didn't sit down at the table, he went into the living room. When Yugi decided to follow him into the living room Yami was lounging on the couch. Yugi walked over to the couch and sat down.

Yami already had the strawberries out and had placed a handful in a blue bowl, along with the two 'dips' in smaller blue bowls.

Yami picked up a strawberry dipped it chocolate

and brought it before Yugi's mouth. "Care for a strawberry?" Yami asked, his eyebrows raised and a grin playing on his lips. Yugi nodded, and opened his mouth. Yami pushed the strawberry into Yugi's mouth. Some of the chocolate rubbed off onto his face, and Yami licked it off. Yugi didn't know if he should trust Yami, but at the present moment he did.

~*~

The next day at school, Ryou wasn't there yet again. Yugi was standing in the bathroom washing his hands, when someone came into the room. Yugi had taken a bathroom break, from his geography class. Yugi cocked his head to the side; Malik was standing in the room, walking over to the sink.

Malik now stood before the sink, "Your defense lessons start today, tell Yami you have to do a project with me for geography. Tell him it is a combined class project, because I am in Mr. Cook's class. Meet me at South Dale Street at four o'clock." Malik turned on the tap, not caring how cold the water was. He turned off the tap, and turned to Yugi, "Come on I'll walk you to class." Yugi nodded, and followed Malik down the hallway. Once there Yugi walked into the class, but not before saying goodbye to Malik. After Yugi went back to his classroom, Malik slipped back into his classroom, which was conveniently placed right across from the other geo classroom.

~*~

Yugi picked up his school bag, and swung it over his shoulder. He turned to leave, but was stopped by a tall figure, Yami. Yugi's bag fell off his shoulder. Yami stooped down to Yugi's level, "time to go, home, Yugi-Chan."

"That's not possible." Yugi picked up his fallen backpack.

"And why not?" Yami said in an intimidating tone.

"I have a project with Malik, and it's due tomorrow. Please it will be only be for an hour, and then I promise I'll come straight home." Yugi said in a pleading voice.

"Alright, but you better be home by five. Remember that promise I made a couple days ago, it will come true." Yami left, leaving Yugi to go find Malik. Yugi exited the school, and was glad that it was a pleasant day outside. He quickly walked over to South Dale Street, and found Malik who was waiting by a hotel for him.

Malik led Yugi through the huge doors where many of the patrons were coming in and out of the building. The pair then stepped into a small foyer area; there weren't many patrons here at the moment. There was a desk that covered the whole wall, where two people were working. In the small waiting area there was a fireplace with comfy leather sofas around it, and a glass coffee table in the center. In the corner there was the elevator, the pair stepped over, and walked into the all ready open doors.

Once inside Malik pushed the button for the fifteenth floor. The trip was short, and silent the whole time. Yugi was glad that the pair had decided to teach him self-defense, but was kind of scared of the circumstances that he would have to use it in.

The door slid open, and both boys walked out. Yugi followed Malik down a long narrow hallway. Until finally they were at the door at the very end, and Malik was pulling out a card key to unlock the door. He quickly found it and skimmed it through the slot in the door. With a little buzz the door opened, and they both stepped in.

Marik was sitting on one of the cream white sofas, doing his homework. He looked up as the pair came into the room. Yugi and Malik sat down on the couch right across from where Marik was sitting. Marik set down his work, "now Yugi before you begin do you have a set time you need to be home by?"

Yugi scrunched up his nose, and nodded. "Yeah Yami gave me a time, at five."
"I don't want to pry into your relationship but Yami really can't control your life like that." Malik nodded in agreement.

"Yugi, Kegan used to treat me the same way. I had to be home at a certain time, and if not I was hit by him. He got jealous when I went out without him. Yugi! He controlled my life I don't want to see that happen to you. Just remember you can come here whenever you need to."

A quick check to the clock on the wall confirmed that the trio only had forty-five minutes to work on the self-defense techniques. Fifteen would be eaten up for Yugi getting home. It would be a close call but they just had to make do with what time they had.
Marik stood up, and Malik did also. They both walked over to an area that was bare, only the soft carpeting was there.

Malik turned around, "now say Yami is coming around from behind you." Marik came up behind Malik, and wrapped his hands around Malik's waist. "Struggling won't help." Malik showed how it didn't work. Malik gave a look, "just remember utilize the environment around you." Marik pulled out a chopstick from his hand, and softly tapped it once on Marik's head. "Now I know this isn't real, but this little thing can save your life, they break upon impact." Malik gave a smile, "or if all else falls, kick him where it hurts."
For the next half hour, Yugi practiced some simple self-defense moves with Marik coming at him from all directions. Yugi didn't want to leave, but he knew he had to. Yugi quickly ran down the busy streets. Many people were coming home from work, and the sidewalks were just congested with people. Yugi did what he could so he could make it home in time.

Yugi arrived at the game shop at five twenty. Yami would understand, after all it hadn't been his fault. Yugi opened the door, dropped his bag, and trotted into the living room. Yami was lying on the couch; he got up quickly as soon as he noticed Yugi was in the room.

"Your late Abiou." Yami stated in a deadly whisper that sent shivers down Yugi's spine.
"It wasn't my fault!" Yugi protested.

Yami raised his fist and using all his strength brought it down on Yugi cheek.

~*~

"Bakura dear he didn't tell me he had such a cute boyfriend," his mother stated at one of the dinners where 'his presence was requested'. Ryou blushed at the comment, he had never thought of himself as cute.

"Thank you Mother." Bakura responded. "And why is the reason I was requested to be here."

"You never told me that your cousin, Marik was here along with his boyfriend. Maybe we can invite them over along with your other friends, Seto Kaiba, and Yami." Bakura just stared at his mother for a moment, and then nodded. 'Better just to go along with what she has to say.'

Author Notes- one of my longer chapters. Thanks for all the reviews ^_^. Below is an excerpt from my upcoming fiction; My Smile Means Nothing To You. Which is coming out late November late December

Exert from: My Smile Means Nothing To You

"Anything else Master?" A small boy asked with a little bow at the end.

The white haired man that was sitting at the table shook his head and simply stated, "Go to bed." Yugi followed his Master's orders and went to his room. Yugi was quite thankful to Bakura for giving him his own little room. It was just beside the kitchen and had a small bed with a patched quilt, and a small dresser that contained only an extra pair of clothes. Even though most Masters weren't kind to their slaves Bakura was the kindest Master he had ever had but he knew of a friend who has a very cruel Master. Well not just one Master but two. Both were lovers and used their slave as a punching bag, and for their own pleasure needs. Yugi had come to Bakura by fate. One day Bakura had been walking through the market looking for a slave because his last one had died. This was when Bakura saw a small boy with tri-colored hair that looked to be about ten years old. Bakura watched as Yugi left the room thinking to himself, 'You'll make a good bed slave someday.'
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Yugi was serving drinks to Bakura and his friends, Marik and Malik that were sitting on the couch. Their slave Ryou was sitting in the far right corner staring at the ground. Yugi knew that his Masters were quite abusive and Yugi felt sorry that Ryou was with those two. But what could he do? After all he was only a slave. Yugi had set out all the drinks and his duties were completed. One of the things about being a slave for higher-class people was that they were considered property of their Masters. Yugi tapped Marik on the shoulder, "Yes?" He asked as he noticed that it was Bakura's slave instead of his own.
With eyes turned to the ground Yugi asked "could I talk to Ryou?" Marik and Malik just exchanged looks and both nodded. Yugi thanked them and walked happily over to where Ryou sat. But that happiness was soon dismissed.

"Hey Ryou." Yugi said as he sat in front of Ryou. The small white haired boy didn't answer just tried to go more into the corner. Sensing there was something wrong with his friend Yugi asked "what's the matter?" Ryou shook his head. Yugi knew something was wrong and he wouldn't stop until he found out what it was. Yugi moved closer to Ryou and whispered softly "You can tell me. I won't tell anyone." Ryou nodded and then motioned for Yugi to lean foreword he then looked over at his Masters who were playing a game of cards with Bakura. Yugi leaned foreword and listened to Ryou speak.

"Last night I was serving supper to my Master and some friends of theirs," Ryou blushed, "I thought one of them was quite cute," Ryou gave a little giggle then continued, "well my Masters did not like that. I was trying to flirt with him and my Masters hated that." Ryou gave a grim smile, "they told me if I liked him so much I should spend a night with him." Yugi knew what spending a night meant even though he hadn't experienced it himself. He was one of the lucky ones he kept on reminding himself every time he saw Ryou. Yugi was thankful for Bakura not wanting that type of service. Ryou gave a little shudder then continued, "they convinced him to spend a night with me and it wasn't a pleasant

experience." He rolled down his sleeve showing Yugi the bruises and cuts that looked to be about a day old. There were bruises on Ryou's wrist that were scarred red and looked like he had been tied up with robe. Apparently the guy was quite sadistic. They must have been from the man that Ryou had thought was cute. Ryou looked at them and then whispered "Attraction is a human behavior, I told my Masters that they told me I was theirs and only theirs." Ryou looked over to his Masters and then fingered the gold collar that was around his neck. "You know what I hate about being a slave?" Yugi didn't know but Ryou didn't leave Yugi time to guess. "I miss the freedom;" Ryou tugged on the collar trying to move it. "I want to be with whomever I want to be with not being ridiculed for everything that I do wrong and whom I think is cute."

"Oh Ryou," Yugi said as he wrapped his arms around Ryou bringing him closer. "Don't worry I'm here for you." Yugi didn't want to give Ryou false hope but that was all that he could give him. Before he had come to Bakura he had an abusive Master but thankfully he was there only for a couple of days. Oddly enough his old Master had raised a hand to strike him one day after he had spilt some water and his Master had just collapsed. That next day was when Bakura bought him. Ryou spoke again, "After all this the morning after when the guy was leaving, my Masters told him that he could come over whenever he wanted pleasure." Yugi just held Ryou as he sobbed uncontrollably. Yugi stroked Ryou's white hair and whispered comforting words into his ear.

The sound of someone getting off a chair was heard. Yugi looked over top of Ryou's head and saw Bakura leading Malik and Marik to the extra bedroom that was beside Bakura's. Yugi hadn't known that the two were sleeping over. That meant that Ryou would be sleeping over then too. Bakura came back to the room he walked over to where the two slaves were hugging each other. Bakura tapped his own slave and Yugi turned around. Yugi stood up and went down on his knees in front of Bakura. "You," Bakura pointed at Ryou," Are to go to your Masters room now." Ryou scampered off in the direction of the room.

Bakura bent down and pushed Yugi's chin up, "I want you to wash the dishes, and then go to bed." Yugi nodded and went to go about his tasks.