Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Model Romance ❯ Pedro's Completed Revenge ( Chapter 8 )

—Bonjour, mes amies! That means “Sup my homies!” in French. In regards to Pedro's name, I wanted him to have a sort of French-like name…ironically I was watching Napoleon Dynamite when I was thinking up a name of the villain in this fic. -lol- So now you know where Pedro got his name. (I just thought it was kinda funny.)

 

—Recap: The sexual harassment charges were dropped, but apparently Yuugi and Yami are in even bigger trouble. Let's see what happens…

 

Chapter 8 - Pedro's Completed Revenge

 

I'm tired of Rumors started

 

I'm sick of bein' followed

 

I'm tired of people lyin'

 

Sayin' what they want about me

 

“Ana!” Yuugi shouted as he walked towards her office. He and Yami had come to work early and Yuugi was the first to start looking for their boss.

 

Ana stood and looked out of her office and saw Yuugi walked towards her with a determined, yet angry look on his face. Ana walked over to one of her filing cabinets and took out a sealed envelope. Yuugi snatched it right out of her hands and checked and counted every picture twice.

 

When he was done, he shot an angry glare at her. “Where's the rest?”

 

“Did you not get the ones I gave to the police?”

 

“Yes I did. They had five and you have nine. That's only fourteen pictures and there were twenty taken. Where are the other six, Ana?!” Yuugi was frantic now. He wanted to jump up and smack her around until she confessed. But if he did that, he'd not only get arrested, but he'd also be jobless.

 

“T-Twenty pictures…but I only found fourteen.” Ana said.

 

“You're sure, Miss Aristotle.” Yami said, standing in the doorway. “I had all twenty pictures in my bag and all twenty are missing. Except the fourteen we now have back.”

 

Ana sighed. “Well, I honestly don't know where they could have gone. Anyone could have gotten hold of them, Yami.”

 

Suddenly, the phone rang. Ana picked it up and said, “Hello. This Ana Aristotle, owner and founder of SPARN Magazine, how may I help you?”

 

A pause.

 

“Excuse me?”

 

Another pause and Ana's eyes bulged out of her head.

 

“The fuck…I don't think so! How dare you call me up and ask me such a thing?! My father's lawyers are going to pounce on you like a lion on a zebra, you bastard!” Ana slammed the receiver down and looked at Yuugi. “What is this about wanting to be a porn star?”

 

Yuugi's face turned chalk pale. Yami gripped his love's shoulders. “Yuugi's pictures somehow leaked onto every porno site you can imagine, Ana. We—”

 

The phone rang again and Ana picked it up. “Hello. This Ana Aristotle, owner and founder of SPARN Magazine, how may I help you?”

 

A long pause.

 

“No, Yuugi still works for SPARN and he has no intention of going into porn!” Ana slammed the phone down, but it rang again. Ana let it ring. “Apparently, rumors are starting to arise that you've—”

 

One of Ana's assistant ran in with a tabloid magazine. “Ana!” He stopped when he saw Yuugi and Yami. “You guys are still here. I didn't think it was possible for you to make porn and model for at—” He stopped and ducked when Yami took a swing at his face.

 

“Yuugi is not a porn star, you fucking idiot! Don't believe everything you hear.” Yami snarled.

 

The assistant showed Ana the headline of the tabloid magazine. The front cover was a picture of Yuugi naked with the headlines hiding where Yuugi's penis was. The headline said: MUTOU GOES FROM MODEL TO PORN IN JUST TWO DAYS!

 

Why can't they back up off me?

 

Why can't they let me live?

 

I'm gonna to do my way

 

Take this for just what it is

 

Yuugi ran into his dressing room and locked the door. He sat in the big, comfy chair he had and brought his knees up to his chest. “It's not fair! Why did this even happen to me?” Yuugi sobbed quietly. “I hate this. I wish I'd never asked Yami to take those pictures. I wish…” His voice grew angry now as he whispered, “This is all Yami's fault. He brought those pictures to work. What if he was the one who uploaded those pictures onto those porno sites? He couldn't…but he admitted to me one night that he looked at porn while he was in therapy.”

 

A soft knock startled him. “Yuugi?”

 

Yuugi's emotions suddenly took over his actions and he ran to the door, flung it open and slapped Yami hard across the face. Yami had almost no time to react. He stumbled back a little in a daze. “Y-Yuugi…what the hell was that for?”

 

“Everything! If you hadn't brought those pictures to work, nobody would've found them! We wouldn't have been in this mess! I'll bet it was YOU who put those pictures up on those porn sites!” Yuugi shouted, angrily. Tears streaked and stained his adorable cheeks.

 

Yami's eyes widened. “What?! Why would you think I would do something like that to you, Yuugi? I love you. I would never do anything like that to hurt you! The hell is wrong with you?!”

 

“You told me you always went to XXX rated websites while you were in therapy! I'll bet you sold those pictures to all your favorite sites for a prof—” Yuugi was cut off when Yami slapped him hard. Yuugi fell against the wall, dazed and still upset.

 

“Yuugi Mutou, how dare you accuse me of such things? The only naked body I want to see now is yours. Since I've been out of therapy, I have never even considered looking for porn.” Yami snapped.

 

Yuugi was crying again and Yami was about to kneel down to cuddle the model against his body, but someone came up to him. Yami didn't recognize the man, but from the snappy suit he wore and the amount of expensive cologne he was wearing, this man was obviously important.

 

He adjusted the sunglasses on his eyes and asked, “Are you Mr. Yami Atemu?”

 

“Yes. Who are you? I'm a little busy right now.”

 

“I'm no one of importance. I just wanted to deliver this to you.” The man held out an envelope.” All it said was Yami Atemu and the address of the SPARN building.

 

Yami opened it and a saw check. “50 thousand dollars! Who the…”

 

“It's from the Red District Company. They manage most porno websites, including the selling of celebrities sex tapes.” the man said. “The manager says he knows you asked for only 10 thousand, but when he got those pictures, the hits on all the websites just went up dramatically.” The man bowed and walked away.

 

Yami dropped the check and looked at Yuugi. “Yuugi, I…”

 

“So I was right.” Yuugi said in a low voice. “You did sell those pictures. I hope you're happy. You made 50 grand off my naked ass.”

 

“No. Yuugi, I…I have no idea what that man was.”

 

“Save it!” Yuugi snapped harshly. “I'm not falling for anything else you say. I…I don't ever want to see you again, Yami. Just go away and never come back! Get out of my life!” Yuugi slammed his dressing room door in Yami's face.

 

Heartbroken, Yami picked up the check, tore it into pieces and threw it away. He then went to Ana's office to resign from his job.

 

———————

 

At one of the stores of the Red Light District Company, Pedro Napoleon was talking with the manager of the Red Light District Company. When the man in the suit and sunglasses walked in and stood near some video racks, waiting to speak.

 

“So you got it, right?” Pedro said to the manager. He slapped a huge wad of 100 dollar bills on the counter. “If anybody asks, you tell them that Yami Atemu gave you those photos.”

 

The manager grinned and eagerly picked up the money. “I understand. You speak my language, Mr. Napoleon.”

 

Pedro paid for a video and then walked over to the man in the suit. “Well?”

 

“It's all taken care for. I gave him the check and played my part.”

 

“Good job. I won't need your service anymore. I've done my damage and gotten my revenge. Here's the rest of your payment.” Pedro handed the man a wad of 100 dollar bills and 50 dollar bills. “$750, just like I promised.”

 

“Thank you for your business, Mr. Napoleon.” The man in the suit, browsed through the racks while Pedro left the store.

 

“Now that my revenge is complete, I can finally focus on the better things in life.” Pedro laughed wickedly and hailed a taxi to the airport where his personal jet was waiting to take him back to France.

 

—This does not sound good. No, Yami! Don't leave us! Noooo…! Just you wait and find out what happens to poor Yuugi and Yami. It won't end nicely…