Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Trapped in the Dark ❯ Realization ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! I don't own any of the characters! All I own is the plot to this story.

 

Warning: Yugi almost getting raped, Seto threatening to chop off meat balls (haha), Seto swearing, Seto losing his temper, AND Yami getting annoyed.

 

Jodine16: This chapter is a lot less angst-ier than the other chapter…angst-ier wonder if that's a word…anyway, I'd like to thank my reviewers for my first fic, Home Economics Class; Shadow of Light, :-P, anubiset, hime-hermione, and JoeyWheeler2004. hime-hermione I'd like to thank personally for giving me a tip on usage of words. Thanks!!

 

/…/ = Yugi's thoughts

//…// = Yami's thoughts

[…] = Seto's thoughts

 

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Chapter Two- Realization

 

All throughout the Battle City Tournament, it was like Yugi was on autopilot. He didn't hear what he, himself, said, nor did he see what he did. When he slept, he had nightmares that made him relive everything Marik, Malik, and their pet did to him, so he went Yami after these nightmares and cuddled with him until he felt ok to go back to the real world for real sleep.

 

Currently, Yugi and his friends were in Kaiba's airship, going home.

 

/Yami, you'll be with me forever, right?/ Yugi thought to his other, as he tried to get comfortable beside Joey.

 

He could sense Yami smile, which made him feel warm inside. //Forever, aibou.//

 

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Meanwhile

 

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“Hey Seto, have noticed how weird Yugi's been acting, lately?” Mokuba asked, stretching in his seat.

 

“A little,” Seto replied. “Why?”

 

“I dunno,” he shrugged. “Ever since me, Joey, Tea, Tristan, and Mr. Mouto found him and Pandora, he's been acting like he's on autopilot or something.”

 

[Now that I think about it, he has been a lot less out spoken than normal,] The brunet thought. “Perhaps you should ask him, since you're so curious.”

 

Mokuba rolled his eyes. “I was asking you, because I figured you would be doing the asking.”

 

Seto gave him a look, although Mokuba could see he was trying not to smile. “I'm not nosy.”

 

“Uh huh.” the violet-eyed boy grabbed Seto's gravity defying duster and wrapped it around himself. “That's why I find you hacked into my computer every night.”

 

“I only do that to make sure you don't have any viruses,” Seto said, keeping an eye on his employees to make sure they don't screw up*.

 

“Sure,” Mokuba mumbled, drifting off to sleep.

 

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A few months later…

 

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“Mr. Mouto!”

 

Yugi sat up straight, looking startled. He had been debating on whether he should go to Tristan's house with Joy and Ryou, or just stay home and must have dozed off. But, after what happen during Kaiba's tournament, he wasn't so sure if he wanted to be alone and in the same room with two hormonal teens.

 

“Yes, sensai?” Yugi said softly.

 

“Well, what's the answer to question 3.a)?” Mr. Rayson obviously asked again.

 

Yugi looked down at his paper to see he didn't complete it.

 

/Oh, yeah, I didn't know the answer to that one,/ he thought.

 

“Um, I don't have an answer for that one, sensai,” the diminutive teen said, looking down at his hands, which were clasped together on his lap.

 

“Well then, you'll stay after class to get the answer,” Mr. Rayson said, his voice filled with annoyance.

 

Yugi sighed, looking back at his hands. /Maybe I'll just tell Tristan I can't come, and go home./

 

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Yugi was just writing the last sentence to the question, when he could literally feel the teacher breathing down his neck. Letting out a startled `eep' and jumping, Yugi looked over to see Mr. Rayson, inches away from his face. The small teen shivered when he saw the same glint in his eyes that Marik and Malik had when they took his innocence away.

 

“M-Mr. Rayson?”

 

“You're so beautiful, Yugi,” Mr. Rayson murmured, before crushing his lips against Yugi's.

 

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Seto was just passing the classroom where Social was held, when he heard a muffled scream and, “Shut up, or I'll fuck you dry…not that I won't anyway.”

 

When he looked into the window on the door, what he saw made his eyes go almost as wide as Yugi's…which is who he saw with Mr. Rayson, who had his wrinkled, rough hands in the small boy's pants.

 

Taking action quickly, the CEO set his briefcase/school bag down then quietly opened the door, and lunged at the teacher, knocking all three of them to the ground.

 

Mr. Rayson growled when he hit the cold floor, but went quiet when he felt the sole of a dress shoe pressed against the back of his neck.

 

“Keep away from him, old man,” Seto said coldly. “Or I'll see to it personally you are dismembered.”

 

Mr. Rayson nodded the best he could.

 

Seto lifted his foot off him. “Now, get out of my sight.”

 

The social teacher scrambled to his feet and grabbed his bag, before running out of the room.

 

Seto turned his attention to Yugi, who was miserably failing at trying to do his pants up right with shaky hands.

 

“Hey,” Seto said in a softer, gentler tone than his usual bone-chilling voice.

 

Yugi looked up quickly, a wild look of fear in his eyes. “Please don't touch me!”

 

[I have to calm him down before he passes out on me,] the sapphire-eyed teen thought. “Yugi it's just me, I won't hurt you, just calm down.” Seto reached a hand out to the trembling teen.

 

However, that only seemed to make his shaking worse, as Yugi backed into a desk, his eyes glazed over. “P-Please Marik-sama, not again. I'll be good, I swear. Please…don't…” Seto moved swiftly to catch Yugi as he fell forward, unconscious.

 

After carefully laying Yugi down on the floor, Seto went to Yugi's bag and searched it for the Millennium Puzzle; for he was certain he would get all his questions answered.

 

But, when he didn't find it there, he picked Yugi up and went to his locker (which was coincidentally next to Seto's). He set Yugi down and, after several attempts, managed to get his locker open. There were many pictures of his friends on the door and in the back. The brunet carefully searched Yugi jacket finding the Puzzle in an inside pocket.

 

When he picked it out of the pocket, there was a flash of gold light and Seto found himself in a very cold room, filled with machines, pictures, and bookshelves filled with books.

 

[Where am I?]

 

Prototypes of his old creations of duel disks and what not were on some of the shelves while the rest were either on tables or on the floor beside tables. There were also pictures of his favorite card, the Blue Eyes White Dragon, posted on most of the walls. There were different pictures of him and Mokuba, from the time his little brother was born to the time when he was reunited with him when Mokuba was kidnapped by Pegasus. There was also one of Mokuba asleep on a chair beside him, with the brunet's jacket on him. This was taken when Seto was trying to figure out all the secrets of the Egyptian God card, the Winged Dragon of Ra. The CEO gently ran his fingers over it, a smile crossing his lips. On a small side table, there were two pictures; one was him, is brother and his parents before they died, and the other was him, Mokuba, and their step-father, Gozoburo Kaiba.

 

Seto growled, grabbing it and throwing it as hard as he could across the room. He felt somewhat satisfied when it smashed into thousands of pieces. He turned around quickly when he heard foot steps from behind. The brunet was almost tempted to rub his eyes when he saw who it was.

 

“Yugi? What are you doing here?” He asked in a soft voice, looking the newcomer from top to bottom. “Do you know where we are?”

 

[He can't be Yugi,] he thought, making sure his curiosity didn't show. [Yugi's too child-like and this guy's masculine and…strangely familiar.]

 

“My name isn't Yugi,” the Yugi-look-a-like replied, his voice deep and filled with self confidence, much like the brunet. “My name is Yami, Yugi's dark side. Tell me this, Kaiba; why are you here and what's wrong with my aibou? I sense distress coming from him.”

 

[So, my assumptions were correct!]

 

“Answer my question first,” Seto replied with a cool tone to his voice. “And then I'll answer yours.”

 

“When you touched the Puzzle, the priest powers that you were born with sent you here. For whatever reason, I do not know.” He motioned to the room. “This is your Soul Room.”

 

[Hm, that explains a lot.]

 

“First off, I'm not a Priest and second-” Yami was slightly confused at the angry look that appeared on the CEO's face. “-Yugi was nearly raped by our Social teacher, Mr. Rayson. You should be thankful that I decided to come to school so I could drop off some text books and not wait until tomorrow to do it. There, did I answer all your questions?”

 

“All, save one,” Yami replied. “Why did you go into Yugi's locker and invade his privacy?”

 

Seto shrugged. “Because, I assumed that Yugi's Puzzle would hold answers to my questions, and that it could help Yugi. Now, answer would hold answers to my questions, and that it could help Yugi. Now, answer my question before I leave.”

 

//Hm, I wonder if he would be able to figure his way out or if I'll have to help him,// Yami mused.

 

“Fine, what is it?”

 

“What the fuck is wrong with Yugi?!” Seto rarely lost his temper. And, when it came to wanting information that he can't get, then his temper is lit and will explode if he didn't get his information ASAP. “He's starting to look like Wheeler; depressed and suicidal.”

 

“Joey?” That was new to Yami. He always saw Joey as a laid back teen, eating anything edible and do things dumb but humorous.

 

“Don't change the subject, answer me!”

 

Yami sighed in annoyance; said emotion flickering in his crimson eyes. “Fine, if you must know, Yugi was raped.”

 

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* I can't remember if Seto's flying the aircraft or if he has his employees doing it.

 

Jodine16: MUWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! I love cliffies……..as long as I'm the one writing it. I did this because I don't have the other part written up and I figured this story needed a cliffie. Chapters 3 and 4 (maybe 5) WILL be posted before Sunday, April 3, 2005, and yeah. Review please!! Later days!! ({[God, I'm amazed I haven't been caught writing this wonderful work in class yet…I'm good.]})