Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Tears of Betrayal ❯ Come Back ( Chapter 8 )

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

By Yami-Jen


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A /N: And finally the last chappie! Enjoy!

Oooh and just incase you get confused (and you shouldn't) flashbacks are surrounded by ~~~~~~


Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. Trust me, if I did MALIK WOULDN'T HAVE THAT RA-AWFUL VOICE!! (did you hear his evil laugh!?!?! *shudders*) Oh, and there'd be no Anzu, better storylines and TONS of yaoi lemony freshness! ^_^

Warnings: Yaoi (guy on guy action), incest, rape, m/m/f, lemons, violence and death, naughty words, (forgot to mention that before! ^_^) and tons of OOC so if you don't like that, leave now! Flames will just give me a good laugh!


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Ch apter Eight ~Come Back~


Seto gripped his rod tersely and paced the room for what seemed like the millionth time, "Stupid-ass pharaoh! Takes him too fucking long. Shouldn't have released all my monsters...fucking moron..."

And he continued like that for a while, until he noticed a slight change in his Blue-eyes White Dragon, which was keeping him company in the chamber. He halted and watched as the mighty creature grew paler and more transparent until it completely disappeared. He smirked and fixed his attention on the bloody boy on the bed. "He'll be coming soon now my dear slave..."


**In the Temple of Ra**


Yami fell heavily to the ground as he appeared inside the spacious temple. He'd finally sealed all the monsters, but it was such exhausting work. As he lay on the hard stone, his jumbled thoughts flew more freely through his mind. He knew who had opened the shadow realm. It was rather obvious seeing as how the culprit released only his own creatures. It was Seto, and Yami didn't understand. How could the high priest betray him? He would have no sooner suspected him than Bakura or even his own mother. Seto meant so much to him and he thought the other had returned his feelings, or at least did at one time...


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The young pharaoh threw his head back in ecstasy as the equally young priest entered him, "Oh gods Seto!"

Seto began thrusting, groaning at the familiar tightness of his lover. Lips met and tongues dueled as Yami arched his body up to meet the taller boy's. The movement brushed their nipples together and sparks of pleasure flowed through both. Yami broke away panting, and wrapped his legs around Seto's waist, "Oh Ra, harder!!"

Seto eagerly obeyed his pharaoh and plunged in at a faster tempo, slender fingers wrapping around the other's weeping erection. Yami cried out as the brunette brushed something deep inside of him, bucking his hips and digging his nails into his lover's back. Seto's eyes rolled back in his head and with a few more well felt thrusts, the two came simultaneously and collapsed into a sweaty, sticky embrace.

Seto brought the smaller boy to his chest and pulled out slowly, as not to hurt him. Yami smiled drowsily at the priest, soon-to-be high priest, "I love you Seto."

Seto smiled and pressed a kiss to the other's sweaty forehead, "I love you too, my pharaoh."


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Yami sighed heavily and rose slowly to his feet. Thoughts like these weren't going to help him. As much as they had hated it, the relationship had to end. Yami still felt remorse over what he had been forced to do...


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Y ami went to visit Seto in his chamber in the Temple of Ra. He was greeted happily by the newly appointed high priest, who was eager to be with his lover again. The pharaoh however backed away from his kisses and embrace, "Seto, we can't be together anymore."

With that simple phrase, Seto's heart was ripped into two. He stared woundedly at the other, "What could possibly stop us?"

He sat down dejectedly on his bed. Yami felt similar pangs inside but couldn't show it. This relationship had to end now, no matter how either of the boys felt and he had to be the strong one. "You're a priest Seto. You must be pure. And I'm the pharaoh, to be married in a few years to a foreign queen, who wouldn't stand it if I had you as a lover. If we were ever caught....I don't even want to think about it. You could possibly even be put to death."

Tears streamed from the brunette's clear blue eyes, "But I love you Yami!" He stood back up and tried to pull the shorter boy to himself, "I'm willing to take the risk!"

Yami sighed and once again pulled away from the boy he loved, "I'm sorry Seto, but I'm doing this for you."

Seto couldn't stand it, "Yami, you ass! I don't care! Didn't you hear me!"

Yami smiled sadly at the other, his crimson eyes growing watery, "Yes, but I do care. Very much."

He pulled himself together and walked towards the door. He turned back only once, "I love you Seto."

With that he left the one who had taught him to love, the one who'd taken his virginity, the one he loved more than any other in the world. As soon as returned to his palace chambers, he broke down and cried, more than he ever had before. Hours later, after he had calmed down, his heart still feeling like it was being wretched out of his chest, Yami vowed to never love another like that. For all it did was cause him pain...


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Yam i let out yet another heaving sigh as he stepped outside the temple and started to make his way back to the palace. The two had kept a cordial relationship, one that was required between a pharaoh and his high priest, but Seto had always seemed very distant. Yami just assumed the other didn't love him anymore, that he'd found someone else and had recovered nicely. He always was particularly passionate when they dueled though. It seemed the brunette had desperately wanted to defeat him, but Yami didn't think that he'd take this desperate of measures to have revenge. Hundreds upon thousands of people died, plus Yami definitely didn't think his first and greatest love would betray him...

Yami finally reached the palace. The death and destruction he saw in the city was nothing compared to what he saw now. The bodies of guards and servants were lying about, some looking like nothing was wrong with them, while others looked like they had been stepped on, by something gigantic. "The Blue-eyes," Yami muttered to himself.

There was a massive section of the stone wall missing. The dragon probably just walked right into it, or maybe used its white-lighting attack. The thought spurred the pharaoh out of his almost comatose state. His eyes widened considerably, "SHIT!"

Something had finally dawned on him. If the Blue-eyes had been in the palace, then so had Seto, and even with the Dark Magician he had left his lovers, they were no match for the high priest.

He cursed some more as he ran at top speed to Bakura's room, whispering prayers to Ra in-between his curses. If the others were dead...

He reached the room, gasping as he found the door blown off and a most horrible scene before him. Isis, his precious Isis, was lying slumped over like the others he had seen before, obviously dead. Bakura's ring was near his feet, but the royal advisor was not to be seen. He must be dead too. And Malik, the one he had broken his vow and fallen in love with, was lying chained to the bed, naked, with blood soaked sheets all about him, and a mark, Seto's mark, carved into his now pale chest. And quite possibly the worst sight before him was his ex-love, Seto, wearing a psychotic grin, basking in his clearly visible distress.

Yami just stood there, mute, as he took in the horror of the chamber. Seto's chuckled in amusement, his cold eyes shining, "Well now pharaoh, are you shocked? Shocked that your 'dear Seto' would do this?"

Yami choked back a sob and pulled himself together to glare at the high priest, "Seto! What is the meaning of this! How could you do such a thing? Didn't I mean a damn thing to you?!"

Seto stopped chuckling and leveled an equally burning glare at the boy before him, "You meant everything to me you bastard! And then because there was some 'risk' involved with our relationship, you dropped me like a stupid whore! YOU were the one that didn't care!"

He spat out the last phrase bitterly, growling with anger. Yami thought he had moved on, but in fact he had spent the last couple years, brooding, letting his rage collect, and coming up with ways to get back at the pharaoh, whom he believed had just used him. Used him like a common whore and then dropped him when he tired of the priest.

Yami was shocked. He had no idea that Seto had felt that way. He approached the fuming brunette cautiously, and placed a hand on the boy's shoulder, "I love you Seto. I always did and I always will. I ended our relationship for your sake. We'd have been caught eventually and you would have been disgraced forever. Removed from your position and exiled. Or worse, put to death. I couldn't bear to have that happen to you, love."

Seto glowered at the shorter boy. "Don't. Touch. Me."

Yami dropped his hand and bowed his head, "You don't understand. I've been in just as much pain as you..."

The high priest lashed out and knocked Yami to the ground, where he stayed, kneeling before Seto, who kicked him brutally in the side, "Don't make up bullshit stories now! If you 'loved' me like you said, you wouldn't have left me! I'm not as stupid as you are, pharaoh!"

He spoke the last word with such spite and malice, that the kneeling figure before him flinched. Yami couldn't take this. His first love hated him and his newer ones were dead. He came to the conclusion that he really didn't care now if he himself died. 'There's no one left for me anyways...'

Tears fell from his scarlet eyes and he sobbed. For himself, for Seto, for Bakura, and for his precious slaves. All of whom were now lost. His shoulders shook and he curled his knees up to his chest in a fetal position, and he cried.

Seto was amazed. He had never seen Yami show such weakness. He looked like an innocent child again. Like the 15-year-old that he had fallen so madly in love with. Something inside Seto snapped...

Malik, who had been unconscious for a few hours, finally awoke. His mind and vision were hazy and he was very confused. He tried to move to sit up but pain traveled through almost every nerve in his body. He groaned softly and laid still as the memories once again flooded his head, a sharp throbbing pain remained in his lower back and in his chest. 'Why my chest?' He managed to look down and saw the fresh, bloody cuts. 'Oh Ra....I'm going to die definitely...'

He closed his eyes, and tried to drift off to death or unconsciousness at least, but a sound caught his attention. Sobbing? And a soft low voice murmuring comforts? He turned his head to the side and was greeted with a very unexpected sight. Yami was curled up on the ground, sobbing violently, and Seto, the evil bastard Seto, was sitting next to him, rubbing his back and whispering comforts. Malik was very confused to say the least. Seto was comforting Yami? Who he had wanted to destroy? And Yami was letting the evil fuck do that?

Malik continued to watch with wide eyes as Yami looked up with his damp face and crushed his lips to Seto's, wrapping his arms tight around the other's neck. They kissed passionately, like only lovers could and Malik felt an anger growing inside of himself. Yami LOVED the bastard who had murdered his sister and Bakura? And who had repeatedly raped him? Malik felt a fury rush over him. He was right in the first place!! The pharaoh was evil! He put on an act to gain their trust and then ripped it all away! Probably just to see the pained look on his face. Malik let a rather loud growl escape his lips and two pairs of eyes locked on the weakened boy.

Yami's face fell, "Malik, this isn't what you think...

Malik scowled and replied with the strongest voice he could muster, "Then what the fuck is it you bastard?!"

Seto watched the exchange between the two lovers and his face darkened again. While he had faulted and comforted Yami, and even kissed him, his insanity hadn't totally left him. And right now it was telling him that Yami must be his and his alone. He simply listened to Yami trying to explain to the angry slave their history together and then raised his rod, pointing it directly at Malik. The pharaoh noticed this and fear filled his face, "Seto, no!"

Seto paid him no heed and an evil smirk reappeared upon his countenance, "I'm not willing to share, Yami."

He began his attack, "Oblit-"

Yami quickly jumped in front of Malik. "-erate!!"

A blinding light flashed from the rod, but instead of hitting its intended target, it struck the pharaoh, jolting his entire frame. He fell across the bed, partially upon Malik, lifeless. Malik grimaced in pain, as he felt his bleeding begin again. His eyes fluttered shut and he realized Yami's attempt at saving his life would only cause him to die a different way.

Seto stood in shock as Malik died, almost all of his blood staining the sheets. He killed Yami. He fucking killed Yami. The evilness and the need for revenge fled him and he fell to his knees. What had he done? He carried out his revenge, but it was in no way satisfying. It was his turn to sob now. What had he fucking done?

But a sudden thought hit him, an idea popped in his head. He could make it up to them, give them another chance...

He hurriedly ran to where Bakura's ring lay and picked it up. He experienced no pain this time and he brought it over to the side of the room where the white-haired boy had been killed. Sure enough, there were some ashes, all that remained of the poor royal advisor. He set the ring upon them and turned to Isis's prone form. He unclasped the necklace from around his neck and placed it upon her instead. He would save them all. He walked back over to the bed and made sure the puzzle was still with Yami. He had but one last thing to do. He set his rod on Malik's chest. The boy deserved it so much more than he did.

He returned to the center of the room and began to chant. The words were of the old kingdom, magic so powerful that only he could handle it. But even the high priest was a bit afraid of its danger, for to carry it out, a human sacrifice must be made, and that would be him. 'I don't deserve to live.'

He pulled the dagger that Malik had previously used to try and kill himself. Azure eyes quivered as he lifted it high above himself, still chanting, and plunged it into his chest, deep into his heart. The millenium items in the room began to glow. Seto twisted the blade, blood pouring all over the handle and his hands. He fell to his knees, all his strength leaving him as he spoke the last few words of the ancient spell. He collapsed face first to the ground, his breath leaving him. 'I will see you again love....'

As soon as Seto's life had left him, the magic initiated. The millenium items, glowing as bright as the sun, pulled the soul of the body which they laid upon inside. The pharaoh into the puzzle, Bakura inside the ring, Isis within the necklace, and Malik in the rod. The light dimmed, leaving the bloody room, with all its inanimate bodies to be undisturbed for centuries...

And inside the mystical objects they would remain for 5,000 years until the items would fall into the hands of their soulmates, one very much like them, but without the shadow upon their soul, one who was innocent and unscarred by violence...

The light to their darkness...


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Come Back

By the Foo Fighters, as it appears on their album, One by One ^_^


Moving again
Comfort of the chase
Now and again
This my saving grace

Dead on the inside I've got nothing to prove
Keep me alive and give me something to lose

Goodbye this time
leaving you

I've been gone so long so
gone so long

But I will come back
I will come back
I will come back
I will come back for you

Changes changing
Back and forth again
Trading places
Strangers in the end

Dead on inside I've got nothing to prove
Keep me alive and give me something to lose

Goodbye this time
Leaving you

I've been gone so long so
gone so long

But I will come back
I will come back
I will come back
I will come back for you!!


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A/N : Yeah Isis doesn't have a Yami but I didn't want to just let her die and not be able to return! Yeah and I love Foo Fighters!!!!!!! ^_^

Soooooo...since this is the LAST chappie, and you took the time to read the WHOLE DAMN STORY, it would only take a few seconds more to drop me a review and let me know what you thought of my story!!!! Thanks!! ^____^