Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Darkness in the Light ❯ Chapter7 ( Chapter 7 )

The Darkness in the Light

by Dragondreamer and Yami Dragon

Disclaimer: We don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! If we did, we'd be living somewhere that doesn't get snow and freezing rain in April!

Warning: This story contains shouenen-ai (guy/guy relationships) and yaoi (guys having sex with guys). It also contains coarse language and violence. If you don't like it, or become offended by such things, you shouldn't be reading this! We're not telling you again!

Note: *…* Ryou's mind link to Bakura

**…** Bakura's mind link to Ryou

/…/ Yugi's thoughts and mind link to Yami

//…// Yami's thoughts and mind link to Yugi

[…] Joey's thoughts

[[…]] Seto's thoughts

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DD: Well, this took forever!

YD: Chapter two of You Can't Destroy Evil is almost done too though. So we're not doing too badly.

Tristan: I can't believe you guys are doing this! I mean, if Seto really smacked Yami, wouldn't Yami just send him to the Shadow Realm or something?

YD: Hey! Let us write this boy-o.

DD: That's right! Don't worry your pointy little head about it.

YD: *whispers to DD* We've got to get that guy a haircut!

Bakura: When do I get to do something fun?

YD: Hmmm…how about in this chapter?

Bakura: Cool! Who do I get to kill?

DD: Bakura! Get off it already! You don't get to kill anyone!

Bakura: *pouts*

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Chapter 8

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"He's not answering his cell phone." Yugi sighed as he hung up and turned to Tristan and Otogi who had just arrived.

"He's not at the office either." Otogi said. "His secretary said he called in sick."

"Then he has to be home." Bakura's look was thoughtful.

"Maybe." Yugi said. "We have to do something guys. Why would he go off on Yami like that? He...he hit him."

Joey put his arms around Yugi as the tears welled up in his eyes. "I don't know baby. We won't know until we find Seto."

"He has to be home." Bakura said again.

"Otogi and I will go over and see if we can find him." Tristan said, reaching for his keys.

Bakura put a hand on Otogi's shoulder. "You're not going to get in there if he doesn't want to see you."

"What else can we do?" Tristan ground his teeth in frustration. "I, for one, want an explanation."

"Bakura should go."

They all turned to see Ryou standing in the doorway. He had been with Yami while the others were trying to track down Seto.

"How's Yami?" Joey asked.

"Staring into space. He won't talk to me." Ryou sighed. "And he won't let me put any ice on his face. It's bruising."

"Why did Seto do this?" Yugi whimpered, burying his face in Joey's shirt.

Joey picked him up, setting him on the counter and looking into his eyes. "I promise you, we're going to find out."

"Tristan?" Ryou turned, unable to look at his best friend's tears. "Why don't you take Bakura over to Seto's?"

Tristan shook his head, puzzled.

"If anyone can get in there, it's him."

Bakura smiled at his hikari. "Right. If he doesn't want to see anyone, the place will be locked down."

"Do you really think you can get in Bakura?" Otogi asked.

"I know I can."

"Well, let's go then." Tristan grabbed his helmet, tossing Otogi's to Bakura.

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"I'm going to head over to Kaiba Land and find out if Mokuba's seen him." Otogi said, heading out the door. "Call me if Tristan and Bakura find him."

"Someone should be with Yami." Ryou said.

Yugi's eyes went unfocused for a second before he looked over at his friend. "He's asleep."

"Well, let's go look in on him." Joey lifted Yugi down and took his hand, leading the way.

Ryou had left the door open and Joey looked in. Yami was sitting at Yugi's desk, his head on his crossed arms on the top of the paper-strewn surface. Joey quietly crossed over to him and picked him up, carrying him to the bed. He laid the small Pharaoh down and covered him with a blanket. Yami didn't even stir.

Yugi almost started crying again at the sight of the purple bruise on his dark's cheek. He lightly brushed his fingers across it, feeling anger well up inside him.

/Damn! Why Seto? Who gave you the right to hurt him like this?/

Yugi felt a hand on his arm. He turned and Ryou shook his head.

"I'll stay with him." The white haired teen whispered. "You and Joey need some time to yourselves."

"Thanks Ryou." Joey took Yugi's hand again, pulling him from the room, and shutting the door behind them.

Going back into the kitchen, he picked Yugi up and put him on the counter again.

"I wish you'd stop doing that."

Joey snickered. "I'm getting a kink in my neck."

"Very funny." Yugi pouted.

"Well, I want to be able to look into your beautiful eyes when I talk to you."

Yugi blushed slightly, pulling Joey to him and wrapping his legs around the blonde's waist. "Mmm-hmm. Sure."

"I love you baby."

"I love you too." Yugi sighed.

"Yugi, there's nothing we can do until we find Seto. We'll get to the bottom of this."

"I just…I just want to know why. I never thought I'd see Seto do something like that; not to Yami."

Not knowing what to say, Joey leaned forward and kissed the smaller boy. Yugi immediately wrapped his arms around Joey's neck and brought him closer, opening his mouth to admit entrance to the questing tongue. All thoughts of that morning's events were forgotten as he felt the desire rise to a boil in his veins.

He felt the blonde's hands on the small of his back, pressing him closer. He ground his hips against the other desperately.

Joey moaned into the kiss as he felt the heat of his little lover's arousal like a hot brand against his stomach. He pulled him even closer as Yugi's lips left his and traveled across his face to nibble on his ear.

"Joey…" Yugi's whispered breath was hot against the side of the blonde's face. "I'd give anything to be inside you right now."

"Oh gods!" Joey groaned as raw lust slammed into him at the other's bold words. He pushed Yugi back and attacked his neck, kissing and nipping at the scar there, causing the smaller teen to shudder.

"Ummm…guys?" Ryou was standing in the doorway, looking sheepish.

"What?" Joey's voice was strained.

"Sorry. Yami's awake."

Joey's body slumped against Yugi's in defeat. "Give us a minute."

Ryou smirked, looking at the pair. Yugi's head was still thrown back, his eyes closed and his breath coming in short gasps. Joey just looked like he wanted to kill someone. He left to give them some privacy.

"Baby…"

"Damn. Joey, I…"

Shhh. Let's go see Yami." Joey lifted him down, grabbing Yugi's arm as he swayed a little. "You okay?'

"Fine." Yugi grinned. "Just a little unsteady, thanks to you."

Joey laughed, wrapping his arm around the other's shoulders.

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Tristan slowed the bike as they approached the Kaiba mansion. The gates were closed and there was a guard standing behind them.

He sped up again, turning the corner before stopping and dropping the kickstand.

"Are you sure about this?" He asked Bakura, who was pulling off his helmet.

"Yes." Bakura brushed the hair from his eyes. "Go. I'll get back on my own."

"Bakura…"

"Just go Tristan! I can't do this with you tagging along behind me!"

The brunette nodded once as Bakura climbed off the bike, waiting until Tristan turned off the street.

**Now, we'll see just how good his new security is.**

Bakura pick up a rock and threw it over the seven foot high wall. He waited, body tensed for flight. Nothing. Grinning, he crouched and sprang, hands gripping the ornamental brick lining the top of his first obstacle. He hung for a minute, waiting to see if his actions had been marked. Again; nothing. Muscles straining, he pulled himself up until he could just see into the compound. He quickly took in the one guard by the gate, the only one, and the fact that none of the cameras were pointed towards his section of the wall. With another pull, he lifted himself up to sit on the wall, quickly dropping down the other side, crouching.

**Sloppy Seto. Very sloppy**

He watched the cameras, mentally counting, until he found a gap long enough to let him move undetected. That done, he carefully scanned the lawn, looking for something out of the ordinary.

Luck was with him. A few feet in front of his position, he could see a small iron ring half buried in the grass.

**That'll be the trap door to the tunnels Seto told me about. He really shouldn't have asked my opinion on his security.** Bakura smirked. **Of course, he probably never thought I'd be breaking in to his house.**

He watched the cameras, pulling his hair back and tucking it in to the collar of his shirt, waiting for his chance. When it came, he sprang up, running for the trap door. Quickly pulling it up, he slid down the stairs, softly shutting it behind him.

He drew power from the Ring, making it glow gently, lighting his way as he moved down the steps. He came to a door at the bottom.

**Shit!** He looked at the digital lock. *This isn't supposed to be here!**

Bakura contemplated the keypad for a moment before his eyes lit with a mischievous gleam.

**Seto wouldn't be stupid enough to use an easy code. But I can take a guess at what it is.**

He lifted a finger and punched in a four digit code. 5018.

**Ha! I knew it!** He laughed softly as the red light on the panel switched to green. *Glad I was there when Tristan made that joke about the Pharaoh really being five thousand and eighteen.**

The door slid open silently and Bakura found himself standing amidst branching corridors. He called up a mental image of the tunnels' schematics that Seto had shown him during their discussion.

**Okay. That one goes to the computer control room, that one to Mokuba's room…** He ticked off the branches until he came to the one that opened out into Seto's bedroom, in the walk in closet.

He moved stealthily along the tunnel, wondering why Seto hadn't installed cameras down here. It was stupid of him not to.

**Going to have to have another talk to him when this is all over.**

He finally came to what looked like a small door at the end of the corridor. He knew this was a concealed panel on the other side.

**Good! A real lock!**

Bakura reached into his collar and removed a short length of piano wire he kept pinned there. Within seconds, he had the lock open.

**Well, that was no fun.**

He slowly pulled the panel aside and stepped into the closet.

Seto was there, dressed in jeans, a tee shirt and a black leather jacket. He was pulling on a pair of boots. Bakura leaned back against the wall and crossed his arms.

"Hello Seto."

Seto spun around, nearly losing his balance, staring at the white haired spirit. "What…how…"

Bakura shook his head. "Do you really think that you could keep me out of here if I wanted to get in?"

"Get out." Seto's voice was as cold as his eyes.

"Not until you answer a few questions."

"I don't owe you anything Bakura." The brunette buckled up his boots and straightened, taking his motorcycle helmet down from the shelf.

"Where are you going?"

"Away." He stalked out of the closet and into his room, striding through the hall and down the stairs before Bakura caught him, grabbing him by the arm.

"Take your hands off me Bakura."

"Seto, you need to come back with me. You can't let it go like this."

Seto shook him off. "I can, and I'm going to."

"You're destroying Yami. He hasn't spoken since you left. Damn it Seto! Don't do this!"

Seto's cold demeanor crumbled at the mention of his lover's name.

"I can't." Seto's voice cracked. "He'll never forgive me."

"You don't know that." Bakura reached out and gripped Seto's arm again, gently this time. "Why Seto? Why did you hit him?"

Seto shook his head, pulling away from the other. " I...I can't…I have to leave."

"Where will you be?"

"Somewhere where I can be alone."

"Seto…"

The brunette turned and left, heading for the back of the house where his bike was parked.

"Fuck." Bakura muttered as he heard Seto's Harley roar to life.

He walked out the front door and headed down the driveway, seeing Seto tear through the gates. He walked up to the gaping security guard, pushing him aside and turning back towards Yugi's.

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Seto sat on the deck of his seaside cottage, staring at the ocean.

He had called Mokuba as soon as he arrived to let him know he would be away for a while, brushing off his little brother's concerned questions. He couldn't tell Mokuba what had happened. He'd find out soon enough if he spoke to Yugi or the others.

[[Why didn't I tell him? He asked about the scars on my back and all I said was my step father used to beat me. Why didn't I tell him the truth? Maybe he wouldn't have been so protective of Yugi of he had of known. Yugi's as strong as I am. I knew that he wouldn't let it rule him. I didn't.]]

Seto picked up his coffee cup, grimacing at the cold brew.

[[No. Instead I locked it away and let it all come crashing back, just in time to ruin the best thing that's ever happened to me. He'll never forgive me for hitting him. I can't believe I did that. Why? Why?!]]

Seto buried his face in his hands and sobbed. "Yami. Oh my love, I'm so sorry."

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"Maybe we should talk to Mokuba." Otogi said, pacing the living room.

"Let it go for tonight." Bakura said. "I don't think Mokuba knows where he is anyway. Seto said he wanted to be alone."

"Go home guys." Yugi told his friends. "We've done all we can for now."

Tristan took Otogi's hand. "Okay little buddy. We'll call you in the morning."

"Are you sure you don't want us to stay?" Bakura asked, giving Yugi a hug.

"No, thanks though."

Ryou hugged Joey first and then put his arms around Yugi, squeezing him. "Call me if you need me, okay?"

"I will Ryou." Yugi hugged him back.

Yugi sighed with relief when everyone had gone. "I don't think I can handle anything else today."

Joey sat down on the couch and held out his arms. "Come here baby."

Yugi went to him gladly, snuggling into his arms, yawning. Joey held him loosely, letting him get comfortable.

Yugi closed his eyes, nuzzling his face into Joey's chest. "Mmmm…Joey…you feel so good."

Joey smiled. "So do you."

Yugi grinned up at him. "I hate to say this, but I think I should sleep with Yami tonight."

"I figured you'd want to. That's okay. I'll come too."

"We should go now. I'm already half asleep."

Joey stood up with Yugi in his arms and made his way to the bedroom. Yami was asleep, lying on his side facing the wall. He put Yugi down, helping him undress to his boxers and left him to make his own way into bed while he got his own clothes off.

Yugi curled up against Yami's back and was already asleep as Joey crawled over them both and lay down. He studied the bruise on Yami's face in the dim light from the desk lamp. It wasn't too bad, but it was noticeable. Joey gently touched it, quickly pulling back as Yami whimpered in his sleep.

"Seth…" He threw an arm around Joey's waist, resting his head on the blonde's shoulder.

Joey glanced over at Yugi. He was sound asleep. His heart skipped a beat as he felt Yami kiss his neck.

"Seth…please…I love you."

"Umm…Yami?" Joey shook him slightly.

Yami's eyes blinked open. "Joey?"

"Hey. How are you feeling?"

Yami shook his head, eyes filling with tears.

"Don't clam up on me Yami. You haven't spoken to anyone all day."

Yami felt the puff of Yugi's breath on the back of his neck and relaxed into the warmth of his light. He looked at Joey, shaking his head again.

"Come on." Joey wiped the tears from Yami's face. "You can talk to me."

"I…I d-don't know…" Yami stammered, the tears coming harder. "Oh gods, Joey!"

Joey held him, letting him cry. He rubbed his shoulder, listening to the hitching breath. "Yami, do you have any idea why Seto would do that?"

"No." Yami whispered, not meeting Joey's eyes. "We…we've been fighting a lot…a-about Yugi."

"Sleep Yami." Joey shifted so the other could lay his head back on his shoulder, noticing that Yugi automatically moved closer. He draped an arm across both of them. "We'll deal with it in the morning."

He waited until he was sure Yami was asleep before closing his eyes and dropping into an exhausted slumber.

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Seto lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. He could almost hear Yami calling to him.

[[Yeah right! You'll never hear your name pass those beautiful lips again. You've royally fucked up Seto. You've ruined it.]]

Seth…please…I love you.

Seto bolted upright, heart pounding. "Yami…"

[[Oh gods! Now I'm going crazy! I have to accept the fact that he'll never want to see me again. I have to.]]

Seto lay back down, curling around his pillow, and cried himself to sleep.

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TBC

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Bakura: Alright! I got to break into Seto's house!

Seto: Like that would really happen!

Bakura: *snorts* Wanna find out?

Seto: Listen here Tomb Robber…

DD: Enough you two! Gods!

Joey: Yeah, and we got to see Seto cry!

Seto: If you don't knock it off I swear…

YD: Get a grip Seto. How many times do you have to be told, its fiction!

Seto: *pouts*

DD: Oh great! There he goes! I can't handle it!

YD: Don't give in! Look away! Look away!

DD: *covers eyes*

Tristan: When do we get to see another lemon?

YD: Maybe in the next chapter. We haven't decided yet.

Ryou: Please review! We're working on the next chapter now.