Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Jackal and the Innocent ❯ You Belong Only to Me ( Chapter 3 )

(Well, I was going to put this up tomorrow, but because if fear the wrath of Dark Angel Lytha, I'll put it up now! Lime in this chapter. Lemon in the next!)

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(Blah)/Author's notes

Italics/Thoughts

 

Jounouchi Katsuya/Joey Wheeler

Honda Hiroto/Tristan Taylor

Mazaki Anzu/Tea Gardner

 

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The incident with Ushio was only one of three strange, but not necessarily bad, events.

First off, Jounichi Katsuya, torturer of Yugi Motou, approached the smaller boy with the notion of being his friend. Honda Hiroto, torturer #2, followed along, having developed a grudging respect for the short, wide-eyed boy.

Second was Yugi's tendency to blackout. In tough situations, when his friends were in real danger, everything seemed to go dark, and he'd be back in the strange room of toys, except he was alone. Jackal was no where to be found. Each time he was brought out of the room to what he assumed was reality, the danger of the situation would be gone, and his friends would be telling him about how he saved them.

Each time he blacked out, they would mention the same things: how his appearance had changed, how his posture was more confident, his presence commanding, and how his eyes became sharpened, their color becoming a dark and swirling crimson.

For the time being, he decided not to worry too much. After all, his alias seemed to be protecting his friends.

The last thing was, sometimes when he slept, his mind would revisit the strange, bright room. Yugi didn't mind though, because he would see Jackal during each visit waiting expectantly for him. Also with each visit, his dark companion looked prouder, stronger, and more…intense? No, that wasn't the right word. Jackal was very hard to describe in any context. But, he eventually came to be quite a handsome creature, majestic enough to appear by the side of an ancient pharaoh.

Yugi would just talk and talk to Jackal about school, his friends, or his crazy grandfather while the creature lay it's head in his lap, listening attentively and staring up with it's surprisingly responsive eyes. He stopped wondering where Jackal came from, deciding not to question a blessing such as his not-so-talkative friend. It was the first time that Yugi had been able to talk to anyone without restrictions. He could talk about all his feeling to the mysterious being, and he was grateful.

Sometimes, Yugi was content to lie down and hold the barely tangible figure close, whispering quietly about the feelings in his heart; the pain, the suffering, and the moments of joy, somewhere between dreaming and consciousness. Then there was the secret he was afraid to reveal to anyone.

Yugi found he was attracted to both sexes. He reasoned that all people were beautiful in his eyes, but still. How would his friends react if they ever knew? Would Jou and Honda go back to ridiculing him, or avoiding him all together afraid of the boys feelings? And how would sweet Anzu react? She had always defended him for as long as he'd known her. He blushed whenever he thought of her or saw her.

Jackal nuzzled and licked his face, making him laugh.

“I hope you never care about that, Jackal. I feel like…like you're the only one who completely understands how I feel.”

He reveled in the comfort of another creature being there. Yugi had been so terribly lonely. Only now did he allow himself to accept that fact, since it no longer threatened to crush him.

The innocent felt indescribably close to the dark creature who never spoke back. But, it was like all this time he had been missing a part of himself, and being with the dark jackal made him feel…whole.

And as the encounters grew in number, Jackal changed. The ghost like creature's aura grew to be something that could only be described as `different'.

In his first days with the obsidian canine, Yugi had the impression he was made up of cold, thick fog, like that over a field of blooming heather. With his intense ruby eyes, penetrating like the cold of a storm, he was something so hauntingly beautiful it was enough to make your heart ache; but now, he was like the smoke of incense, a spectral guardian floating above the sacred altar of a forbidden place; and his eyes were the fires that lit that holy sanctum, the only guardians besides the smoke that could tell the story of the ancient, exotic shrine. It made Yugi want to shiver, feeling as if he were talking to a human. And then one day, Yugi heard him speak.

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“I had the most fantastic day!” Yugi said euphorically.

The boy flopped onto the bouncy bed, looking up at the glow-in-the-dark stars. His dark companion leapt up on the bed with him, licking his face to express his own happiness. Yugi giggled uncontrollably, trying to push his friend away. “Stop it! That-ha ha ha!-tickles!”

Wrapping his slender arms around Jackal, he caught his breath and his laughing faded, but not his smile. Sighing happily, Yugi started his story.

“Mm, you know Anzu? She was my friend before you. Well…” He broke out into another fit of laughter, burying his head into the neck of his companion. He breathed deep, smelling frankincense. The warm, heady fragrance was so different from the way the beast used to smell, like the coolness of the desert after a storm.

“…you see, I've liked her for a while, and at first, I thought we'd be nothing but friends, but…Ah! She's so kind, and strong!” He wasn't able to see the way those crimson eyes looked, gazing at the top of the Yugi's head like he was a broken dream, sad and beautiful all at once.

“No one, especially a girl, has acted that way towards me! And today, she kissed me on the cheek and asked me out!” He rolled away from his dark friend, and jumped up with his arms in the air. “She actually asked me out! Isn't it great?”

Turning around, his arms and his smile fell quickly. Jackal was snarling, his eyes like flaming coals, an angry red hot that threatened to burn all.

“W-what's wrong? Aren't you happy for me?”

That's when he heard it, like a glimmer of a thought, but loud and bright.

“No!”

Yugi almost jumped out of his skin, mouth gaping. “W-what was that? Did…did you just say something?” He cocked his head, his brow furrowed in confusion. Jackal himself made a sort of whining noise that went up at the end like a question. “You…you heard that? You can hear me?” His lips did not move, but Yugi could hear a voice, or something more like the impression of one in his head.

“I-I guess I can!” Childlike joy lit up Yugi's face and he threw his arms around beast's elegant neck. “This is incredible! Fantastic!” He laughed and smiled, vigorously rubbing the dog's head so that he squinted. “I can hear you! You can talk! That means we can talk!” The jackal remained silent, his feelings at the moment unreadable.

After laughing some more, Yugi stopped suddenly, remembering the previous topic and becoming serious.

“Wait, why don't you want me to go out with Anzu-chan?” The thought utterly confused the innocent boy, and his dark friend laid his head on the boy's shoulder, nuzzling and gently licking his neck.

“Because…you don't belong with her, aibou…” The sound of his voice was still novel to boy, sounding like an echo so distorted that a person couldn't hear the original voice. “Is it... is it so wrong that I don't want you to be with this girl?” Another whining noise escaped from his jaws.

“B-but why don't you want me to be with her? I've told you how much I like her. She's the only one that's been there for me all this time!” Suddenly, anger swelled inside young Yugi's head and he pushed Jackal away. The incomprehensible situation made him want to yell, and he began waving his hands around. “I-I don't understand! Do you not want me to be happy? I've wanted this for so long! I thought you'd understand!” A few tears fell from his eyes, and anger gave way to an empty sadness and guilt. The thought that the person he cared most for didn't support him cut Yugi deeply. The thought stopped him for a moment.

`The person, I care most for?' But shaking his head, he continued.

“I'm sorry. I know you're my friend, and I know you want me to be happy. Even though we've never had a conversation…” He smiled sadly and patted his friends head. “…I know you've listened and understood me. But, I don't understand this. Why aren't you happy for me?”

Jackal forlornly licked away the boy's tears. “I'm sorry for making you cry…but I can't be happy for you when the thought of you being with that…that girl makes me angry.” He nuzzled the area under the boy's chin in an attempt to express his affection, but the boy pulled away, hurting the dark one's soul.

“But why? Why does it make you so angry?”

It was silent for one long moment, the dark beast looking possessively into the boy's lavender eyes, and when he spoke, the absolute surety of his voice silenced the echoes.

Yugi thought he felt a hand touch his face, and the smell of frankincense filled his senses.

“Because I am yami, my little hikari, and you belong only to me.”

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(That's the end!)

 

 

 

(Psych! There's more!)

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Yugi woke with a start, his heart beating fast in his chest. The last words of the phrase repeated over and over again in his mind.

 

“…and you belong only tome.”

 

Belong to him? The thought frightened him a little. What exactly did he mean anyway? Did Yugi have reason to be scared of his dark friend? Sighing, he rested his forearm on his forehead.

“Yami…Jackal… should I be afraid of you?”

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It had been a few weeks since he had been in that child's room, and Yugi began to feel empty again. His friends helped alleviate his depression, and he was truly grateful that they didn't ask too many questions. Jou and Honda always managed to make him laugh, and Anzu always smiled and was kind.

He had gone out on a date with Anzu, and even though he had fun and she asked him out again, he gently turned her down. When she asked why, he answered solemnly, “Does this feel right? I mean us. Does it feel right when we're together like this?” After some talking, they both agreed that neither had very romantic feelings for the other, though Anzu did cry a little.

Yugi just didn't feel quite…right anymore, and his feelings for the girl had faded. All he could think about now was his quiet friend, who had disappeared from the Innocent's dreams.

The last day of school grew closer, and after nearly dying of exhaustion studying for finals, Yugi passed all his courses and trudged his way home, summer vacation finally having begun.

Opening the game shop door, the bell announced his arrival. He passed by his grandfather with a simple wave and headed upstairs, absolutely exhausted. Dumping his book bag next to his dresser, he unceremoniously yanked off his clothes and jumped into the American style shower. Sighing as the water hit him, Yugi washed his hair, then worked soap into a wash cloth. He worked it into his skin, lingering at the shoulders. The studying had made him unbelievably tense.

Quickly drying off, the drowsy boy changed into a pair of boxers and a t-shirt, and then crawled more than readily into his soft bed. Burying his head in the pillow and wrapping the blanket tight around him, he remembered Jackal, and how much he missed the creature that was more than it seemed.

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Blearily, large violet eyes blinked at the brightness of the room. “Who-who turned on the lights?” Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Yugi sat up and looked around only to find he was no longer in his own room.

Throwing aside the sheets and swinging his legs over the side of the bed, Yugi jumped up and looked around. He was in the room again, where he had first met his dark friend. Only, he wasn't there. Now, this wouldn't be so odd if the door to the room wasn't open.

The same heavy-set door that he had been so afraid to crack when he first saw it was now swung wide open.

Yugi edged towards it slowly and peered through the doorway, only to be faced with another.

Beyond the door of this room was another with an iron door, and this one was opened as well. If he had been able to control himself, Yugi would've turned right around and shut the door tight for fear of the darkness outside, but…but something was calling him. Like a siren's song, it promised him answers and joy, and it pulled his feet further and further into it's dark, dark depths….

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When Yugi finally woke from his trance-like state, he had long passed the entrance to this long, dark corridor. Much to his dismay, he couldn't see his hand in front of his face, much less five feet in front of him. With nothing guiding his feet anymore, he blindly reached out his arms in an attempt to find a wall or something of the sort. He shivered for a moment. The dark held a bitter frost in the air that nipped at his skin.

He almost jumped when he thought he felt something touch his back. Whipping around, he looked for anything and reached out again. “Hello?” Yugi's voice echoed far, the sound making him feel a bit more nervous. “I-is anyone there?”

(Classic horror movie last words. All little kiddies, I advise that you avert your eyes right about now and scroll down to where I say it's okay to look again.)

Standing for a moment or so and hearing no noise, he gave up. There was no one there. He cautiously turned back around, passing off the moment to paranoia and stress, and walked right into a wall.

“Ow!”

Rubbing his nose, he then put out his hands and passed his palms over what felt like a rough textured sort of rock, like sandstone. Then, two strong arms wrapped around his torso and trapped his arms against his sides. Yugi's breathing quickened, as did his heart rate, and his eyes darted wildly around for an explanation or escape.

`What the hell?' he thought.

Young Yugi was frozen in fear. He was beginning to panic.

One of the stranger's arms wrapped around from one side of Yugi, across his torso and to the other side while the hand tightly held his other arm. Yugi felt what could only be his captor's free hand brush against his cheek, causing him to gasp. His heart wasn't having the best day, since it now felt like it was pounding so hard in his chest that it threatened to break his ribcage. Then he felt the hand pass over his collar bone, down his neck, and then brush against his stomach through the fabric of his shirt. It dragged down dangerously low.

“A-ah…Stop, please…” Yugi's eyes were open wide with fear and apprehension, not that it helped him see any better. A deep, rumbling chuckle reached Yugi's ears. The taller man nuzzled the boy's hair, breathing in deep.

“Nnh…lilies…”

The mumbled words caused the young boy to gulp audibly.

The hand, however, didn't stop as the Innocent had so hopefully asked. The man lifted his shirt and glided along and teased his smooth skin, marveling at such softness while poor Yugi was near hyper ventilating. Then, to make things worse for the poor boy's tomato red face, the hand crept under the waist band of his boxers, ghosting over his member. This elicited a sharp gasp from the light, and a chuckle from the man.His hand pushed away the offending underwear, and refocused on the task at hand. Calloused fingers stroked the boy's cock gently at first, as if coaxing it to rise from it's sleep. Yugi tried not to make a sound by biting his lower lip, but little whimpers and traces of moans managed to escape, much to the delight of the older man. The feeling was so new and foreign to the young boy, who knew nothing of the lust or desire that takes place between two people in the throes of passion.

Soon, growing bored, the dark one wrapped his whole hand around the boy's newly awakened erection and started to pump, steadily speeding up and increasing his roughness. Yugi's back arched into the man's stomach.

Lost to the feeling, his head thrown back and twisting this way and that, his lips parted slightly, he could still be heard struggling to keep quiet as strangled moans were wrenched from his throat. Little did he know that the other man was only encouraged by the sounds.

W-what is this feeling? Yugi's mind was reeling in thrilling agony. His legs felt weak and his toes dug into the stone floor. He was glad that the man had his arm around his body, or he would have fallen.

A pleasurable pressure was slowly building in the pit of Yugi's stomach, something that made him need to press against something, made his body restless. Leaning against the man, the boy felt him laughing in that deep, resonating voice of his.

Then, when the pressure seemed too much to bear, his vision went white for a moment in blissful release. Letting out a low, whimpering moan, his head fell. The other man continued to chuckle tightened his hold on the boy, bringing up his hand to lick off the sweet essence of the boy. The only thing keeping up from falling was the man's arms.

(Okay, everyone can look again!)

Panting, Yugi managed to gasp out an inquiry.

“Who-who are you?”

The mysterious shadow man laugh heartily, the sound reverberating against the surrounding walls, and looping an arm under Yugi's arms, he wrapped it around the little one's waist. With his other hand, he lifted the smaller one's chin up.

All of a sudden, there was a burst of orange light above him, and an oil lamp igniting on the wall. A few embers fell like fireflies gracefully floating to their death. Looking up, he could see the firelight reflected in misty, crimson eyes. He was made silent for a moment by those incredible blood-red eyes, looking at him so full of…of…he did not know that look.

“Did you enjoy that, my hikari?”

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(Let's see how long it takes me to update this time!)