Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Oblivion Club ❯ Chapter Four ( Chapter 4 )

Random Notes (again) : I've had people wonder about Asama. I introduced him the English way rather than the Japanese way, so Natsuti is his first name and Asama is his surname. Just thought I'd mention it. Plus, things are going to be moving on quite swiftly now.

I've got most of the later parts written in fits and bursts, it was the rest of the plot which was hard to write. Basically, I used this fic to vent on, then realised I wanted more from it than just a bunch of violence and adult stuff. But it seems like we're getting there slowly. Who knows, maybe by the time I'm done, this'll be a readable story with a plot and everything, which is what I'm hoping. I'm rather fond of this fic.

Here's where the rating starts to come into play, even if it's just slightly. So adjust your seatbelts and hold on, 'cos Yugi's in for a bumpy ride. *wink*

Japanese = English

Ohayo = Good morning

Hai = Yes, sure, okay, etc...

Aibou = Partner

Gomen = Sorry

Arigato = Thanks

Kami = God (the deity)

'Daijoubu desu ka?' = 'Are you okay/alright?'

'Aa. Daijoubu.' = 'Yes. I'm fine/alright/okay.'

Demo = But

Gomen nasai = I'm sorry (polite)

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Three months later.....

"Yesss." A voice hissed. "Cum for me little one."

A sick laugh.

Pain. Crimson flames of agony exploding across his senses. His back a mass of fiery, raw nerves.

Pleasure, building slowly in his belly, uncoiling through his chest, dancing through sensitive muscles and nerves.

Pain. Harsh. Quick. Shooting through his arms. Skin splitting. Blood pooling beneath his battered body. Salty sweat stinging in the open cuts.

Pleasure, beautiful, glorious pleasure, dancing across his vision in a scattering of stars. His body tightening, sparks of white-hot ecstasy chasing through his veins.

"Cum for me...."

Yugi shot upright in his bed. He drew gasping, panting breaths into his lungs. He felt weak, shaky. Throwing his duvet away from him in disgust, Yugi stood, stalking to the shower to remove the trails of white cum splashed across his stomach and upper thighs.

Not again.

The same dream had been tormenting Yugi during his sleeping hours. He would relive what Asama had done to him as he lay helpless on the floor of that bathroom. For almost six weeks the same nightmare had played out every night with the same results.

His body would betray him as he slept. While his mind refused to dwell on the reasons for his nightly arousal and simultaneous horror at himself.

Yugi relaxed under the soft spray, closing his eyes and banishing the remnants of his nightmare. Wrapping a fluffy towel around his waist, Yugi pulled out a dark navy blue turtleneck and black jeans. He dressed quickly, looping the Sennen Puzzle back around his neck when he was done. A brush was quickly pulled through his tri-coloured spikes.

There was a flash of light.

//Ohayo, aibou.//

Yugi grinned. /Ohayo, Yami./

//Another nightmare?// Yami asked, a tinge of worry filtered down the link.

Yugi sighed. /Hai./

//I wish you would tell me what you dream about. Maybe I could help.//

/I've told you before Yami. I can deal with it./

"Oh, aibou. I hate seeing you like this." Yami said, giving Yugi a gentle hug.

"I'm fine." Yugi insisted. "Why don't you go put the coffee maker on. I'll be down in a minute."

Yami's ruby eyes were dark with worry. "Remember, I'm always here for you. Always." He stressed out the last word before releasing his petite partner and going downstairs.

Yugi stumbled over to the bed once Yami was out of sight. He sat down heavily, wrapping his arms around his torso. I can't burden him. I can't.

He drew in a deep breath, mentally fortifying himself before plastering his usual smile on his face and bounding downstairs.

~*~*~

"Hey ya Yug. So this is where you've been hidin'."

Yugi glanced up from the book he'd been reading, leaning back against the harsh bark of the tree whose shade he was sitting under. A gentle breeze disturbing his golden bangs.

"Hi Jou. And I'm not hiding. I'm quite sure I'm in plain sight."

"Yeah, but ya never sit out here, round the back. 'Specially not by yerself." Jou insisted.

"Then what are you doing out here, Jounouchi-kun?" Yugi asked dryly.

"Eh...I was just walkin'." Jounouchi scuffed his sneakers in the grass, avoiding Yugi's eyes.

"Why aren't you with Honda-kun, at least?" Came the soft question.

Jou sighed. "We had a little bit of a row, an argument.......kinda."

"Kinda...?"

Leveling a small glare at Yugi, Jounouchi elaborated. "He's got his sights set on Ryou. 'Scept that Ryou seems to be actin' odd sometimes, like he ain't Ryou at all." Jounouchi scowled, sitting down next to Yugi. "It's like he's all nice one minute, and .....and....I dunno, just different, like dangerous somehow."

Jounouchi gave a small shrug. "I worry." He finished softly.

"I'm sure it'll all work out." Yugi said, leaning against Jounouchi's shoulder for a moment.

Jounouchi peered over the book Yugi had in his hands. "Whatcha readin'?" He pulled the book out of Yugi's hands, peering at the title.

Yugi snatched it back, leveling a mock glare at the blond. "Ancient Egyptian cultures." He said, shutting the book and placing it back in his bag.

Jounouchi shrugged. "You seem ta be doin' a lot of research inta all that kinda stuff Yugi. Need any help?"

Yugi smiled. "Thanks. But it's okay."

"If you say so Yug." Jounouchi grinned, watching the dappled sunlight play across Yugi's hair, he'd never realised it, but the red tips seemed to have different shades. Right the way from magenta to crimson. He stared at the spikes, fascinated..

"What." Yugi looked at him questioningly when he noticed Jounouchi staring at him.

Jou blinked, an adorable flush spread across his cheeks. "Er, nuthin' Yugi. Gomen, I was just daydreamin'."

"Aa."

"So....ya hungry?"

Yugi shrugged. "A bit."

"Want me to pick ya up sumthin'?" Jou asked, cocking his head to one side. He glanced at his watch. "You still have over half an hour for lunch 'fore the bell goes."

Yugi nodded. "Hai. Arigato, Jounouchi-kun."

Giving Yugi a small wink, Jounouchi jumped up and left.

Yugi watched him go.

//He's growing on you, isn't he?//

Yugi blinked. /Eh...?/

//Jounouchi.....he's starting to really grow on you aibou.//

Yugi frowned. /I have no idea what you're talking about./ He insisted, his face flushing red.

Yami rolled his eyes inside his soul room, sending a trill of amusement down their link.

Ducking his head, Yugi picked up his bag and dug through it, smiling when he found what he was looking for. A miniature electronic puzzle, with over 800 different settings and options. Yugi was soon absorbed in the games, Yami pointing out tips as he went along.

"Here ya go."

"Eeeek!" Yugi jumped, dropping the puzzle to land on the table. "By Kami, Jounouchi. Don't do that."

Jounouchi grinned. "Wha....and miss out on all the fun?" He shook his head, blonde locks settling haphazardly back on his head. "Nah, couldn't do that."

Yugi rolled his eyes as he began to eat, Jou soon following his example. When they were done, Yugi picked up the puzzle, dropping it in his bag.

"Thanks for the lunch, Jou-kun."

Jounouchi shrugged. "S'okay." He peered closer at Yugi's face. "Are ya sleepin' okay at night Yug?" He asked. "'Cos you're gettin' black bags under your eyes. And you don't look so good."

Yugi shook his head. "I'm okay Jounouchi. I just had a couple of bad nights sleep."

Jounouchi sighed. "Yeah well, let me know if there's anything I can do to help."

"I will."

The rest of their lunch passed in reasonable silence until the bell rang.

~*~*~

"Hey, Yugi?"

Yugi turned at the soft query. "Hai Ryou?"

Ryou frowned slightly at the drawn look on his friends face. "Are...are you okay?" He asked, coming to stand in front of the Game Shop counter, watching Yugi closely.

"Yes....why?"

"It's just....none of us saw you at lunch today, and the other's have been worried about you. You're a lot quieter than normal, actually, you've been quieter for a long time now." Ryou leant forward, catching Yugi's eyes. Ryou's chocolate ones were filled with concern. "What's wrong?"

Yugi stifled a sigh. "Look.....I'm fine, really. I had a few bad nights, but that's all."

Ryou looked at him.

"Really, I'm fine." Yugi insisted. "And I had lunch with Jounouchi today, he was a bit upset about something he'd argued about with Honda."

Ryou winced. A small shadow resting in his large doe brown eyes.

It was Yugi's turn to be worried.

"Ryou? Ryou-chan? Is...is everything okay with you?"

Ryou smiled, it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Hai." He said quietly.

"Do you want a drink?" Yugi asked. "You can not talk to me, and I can not talk to you."

Ryou grinned. "Sure. But lets just find something else to er...not talk about." He ran a hand through his hair. "I don't think I could cope with any more talking."

"Deal."

~*~*~

I watched the world from through the dark side of the moon,

After all, I knew it had to be something to do with you.

~*~*~

/Yami..../

//Hai?//

/Do you like me?/

Yami came out of the Puzzle in a flash. "Yugi? Aibou? Daijoubu desu ka?"

"Aa. Daijoubu." Yugi was lying on his back, on his bed, in the dark, staring at the ceiling. The only light came from the moon through Yugi's open curtains.

Yami frowned. "Ne....if you were okay then you wouldn't have asked me that."

"Gomen, Yami." Yugi whispered, still not looking at the spirit.

"Yugi...?" Yami pushed a few blonde bangs away from Yugi's face, staring into dark violet eyes.

Yugi blinked, turning his face away from Yami's concerned gaze.

"Aibou? What's wrong?" Yami slid on the bed beside Yugi, his arms pulling the smaller youth into a tight embrace. He tried desperately to offer comfort.

"Do....do you think I'm strange? Like there's something wrong with me. Do I have a sign on my head saying 'Weakling, Come beat me up.' on me?" Yugi blurted out, tensing when his brain caught up with his outburst.

Yami sighed. "You never truly recovered, did you, from what Asama did?"

Yugi sat up, disentangling himself from Yami's arms. "What is it about me Yami, that makes people want to hurt me, why do people like seeing me in pain?" Yugi whispered, his voice catching and broken.

"I don't want to hurt you, Yugi. Neither do your friends. But there are some sick people out there. Even in my time there were people whom you would consider sick. Even from what little I do remember." Yami said, his hands rubbing Yugi's shoulders gently.

"Demo....that's not all...."

"Yugi?"

Yugi stood up, walking over to the window. He rested his head on the cool glass, looking out at the twinkling lights he had a good view of, due to the height of his bedroom window. "All those people out there....all those people, Yami. How many of them are there, how many would quite happily harm someone without a second thought, or for their own pleasure?"

Yami joined him at the window, not touching, just waiting. He didn't say a word, letting Yugi take his time. Yami's eyes were hooded.

"He.....Asama....h-he didn't....he didn't just beat me...." Yugi trailed off, his body starting to tremble. He wrapped his arms around his chest in a protective manner.

Yami clenched his fists. Yugi had steadfastly refused to share that memory. Yami had thought because it had upset the teen, but if there was another reason......

"H-he, when I c-couldn't move."

Yami closed his eyes when he saw the small silvery tear trail down Yugi's face. He tried to keep himself from touching the youth, knowing that he would end up breaking Yugi's tenuous control. And Yugi needed to get this out of his system before it festered beyond help.

"I was a complete v-virgin, Yami. I didn't know, I never knew....When...when he touched me, he did something. At first I was embarrassed, I didn't know what he was doing." Yugi's head ducked, his cheeks flushing at the memory. "It hurt so much, everywhere felt like it was burning. My back, stomach, arms, legs. I couldn't move. Then he started t-touching me. And the p-pain, it changed. It didn't seem to hurt the same. Everything burned, but in a good way."

Yugi uncurled one arm from around himself, tracing the twinkling city lights absently.

"I felt like I was going to incinerate from the inside out, like I was going to explode." Yugi stopped, his eyes glazing as he remembered. "I can remember thinking that I was dying, and it felt like my heart was going to stop." A sardonic smile twisted Yugi's lips. "My first orgasm, climax." Yugi snorted. "Given to me by a sick sonuvabitch who couldn't keep his hands to himself."

Yami hissed, trying to keep from crying, screaming, he didn't know what. His emotion teetering on the edge of his control.

"I decided to find out, you know, what it was that he did to me." Yugi laughed, it was a sad, desperate sound, filled with anguish. "I never dreamed that there was so much.....information, on the subject."

Yugi spun round, his eyes piercing Yami's in the pale moonlight. "All my nightmares......they're just re-runs of the night Asama assaulted me. Lucky me. I get to analyse up close and personal every fucking thing he did."

"Yugi...." Yami whispered, his voice hitched. His hand made an aborted attempt to reach out to the tormented youth. Yami ducked his head. His crimson eyes filled with tears. It was an unusual sensation. Yami brought a hand up, touching the watery pearls. Looking at his glistening hand, Yami fell to his knees before Yugi. "Gomen, gomen nasai, aibou. I'm so sorry." The dark spirit whispered, over and over again, rocking with guilt at Yugi's feet.

"Oh, Kami! Yami." Yugi dropped, he threw his arms around his yami, cradling him as he sobbed. "It's not your fault!"

"Yugi, I should have protected you. If I had been paying closer attention, or forced the meld sooner...or..."

"Shhh." Yugi held a finger up to Yami's lips. His violet eyes glistening with unshed tears. "It's. Not. Your. Fault."

"You couldn't have done anything. I didn't even know I was in danger until it was too late to have called you even if we were melded. Not to mention the fact that you would have done more damage forcing the bond before we were ready than what I went through with A-asama."

"Demo...."

"No. I won't have you blame yourself." Yugi said firmly. He leant forward, until he was mere millimeters away from Yami's face. Touching his lips gently to Yami's, Yugi closed his eyes and kissed his dark half tenderly. Relieved when Yami groaned softly and returned the kiss.

A minute later they pulled apart, their eyes still closed. Yami reached to Yugi, cupping his face. With an equally tender touch, the spirit brought their faces together, resting their foreheads against each other.

"Yami..."

"Hai."

Yugi opened his eyes, pulling slightly away so he could look at Yami, dropping all his walls and masks. His emotions completely open and visible for the first time since he'd met Yami, and since Asama's attack. Yami followed his example, sitting back and allowing his masks to drop fully from his face and eyes.

"Hold me...?"

Yami's eyes softened. "Hai, with pleasure." He replied, opening his arms to the smaller teen.

"Arigato."

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Tbc...

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