Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Trapped in the Dark ❯ Comfort ( Chapter 3 )

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, I don't own Zantac…although I do own a bottle of it on my fridge, and I don't own the Incredibles.

 

Warning: Seto having a cruel flash back, Seto and Yami making out, Yami and Seto getting rid of Yugi's problem…In other words YUGI GETS A BLOW JOB!!! DON'T LIKE THAN SKIP THE LAST PART OF THE CHAPTER!!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!!!

 

Jodine16: Hey everyone!! The chapter has some angst…ok I'm lying. Quite a bit of angst, flashbacks, and that's all I'm saying for I don't want to give out anymore spoilers. A GIGANTIC Thank you to Crystal56 and keket for reviewing *coughs*hint hint*coughs*. By the way, if you review, your name gets written up and you get recognized!! ^^

 

/…/ = Yugi's thoughts

//…// = Yami's thoughts

[…] = Seto's thoughts

<…> = Mokuba's thoughts

 

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Chapter Three- Comfort

 

“He…was raped?” Seto whispered, his eyes glazing over as memories came back to him.

 

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Flash Back

 

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Mokuba giggled, flinging himself into Seto's lap. “I'm so glad Gozoburo is going away to Canada for two months. Now we can get a little more freedom.”

 

Seto smiled down at his baby brother. However his smile didn't reach his eyes.

 

Mokuba stopped giggling and looked up at the brunet, worry filling his eyes. “What's wrong big brother?”

 

The older of the two looked around the room before whispering into Mokuba's ear, “I overheard the Big Five talking about whipping us into obedience and I didn't like the looks in their eyes.”

 

Mokuba's eyes widened. “I don't wanna be whipped. I've seen it on the T.V. and it looks like it hurts a lot,” he whispered back.

 

[I'm glad he doesn't know what I meant by that,] Seto thought, just as the door to Seto's room opened, revealing the topics of their discussion all smirking.

 

Seto tried his best not to glare at them as he spoke. “What do you five want?”

 

“Yeah, shouldn't you be working?” Mokuba piped up.

 

“Hush, Mokie,” Seto whispered, then saying loud enough for the Big Five to hear, “You should go to your room. I'll come by later to read you a story.”

 

When Mokuba left, Seto turned his attention to the five men, his warm eyes becoming bottomless pools of ice. “So, what do you all want?”

 

“Well, according to my calculations, you haven't been dealt proper obedience,” Crump said, a sick grin on his face.

 

Seto knew what was going to happen and there was no way he was going to let it happen to his little brother. “Fine, but I have a deal I think all five of you will like.”

 

“Oh? And what might that be?” Johnson inquired.

 

Seto swallowed hard, tears pricking the back off his eyes. “Keep your hands off my brother and…I…I'll be your willing whore.”

 

Leicther laughed. “He has quite the vocabulary.”

 

“I assume I speak for the five of us when I say agreed,” Gansley said, looking at the other board directors.

 

Nezbitt walked up to Seto, roughly gripping the boy's chestnut hair. “Now let's put that mouth to better use. On your knees, boy.”

 

Seto fell to his knees, his eyes glazing over as the other four men circled him. [For Mokie.]

 

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Flash back ends

 

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Seto came back to reality with his vision blurry, his cheeks wet, and arms wrapped around him.

 

“I'm sorry,” said a deep voice close to his ear, a hand going to wipe the tears away.

 

Seto pulled away from the arms, quickly wiping the tears away. “I'm fine. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going back to reality and am taking Yugi to my place where he can get proper treatment for his bruises and what not. And perhaps you should consider protecting him better because I noticed he seems to be getting picked on more and more often.” He turned to leave, figuring that if he imagined what his surroundings looked like in reality, he would appear there.

 

“Kaiba, wait.”

 

Seto turned to look at the ancient spirit, his eyes reflecting his annoyance and level of patience. “What?”

 

He gestured to a different part of the room. “I've seen that way you want to help my aibou and I wanted to ask you about it.”

 

Seto looked at his watch. “Make it quick.”

 

“Could you help me show Yugi…”

 

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“Yugi, wake up…”

 

“I don't wanna,” Yugi mumbled sleepily.

 

“Yugi, you have to. Come on.” The voice was deep and so familiar, but the violet-eyed teen couldn't put a finger on who it belonged to. He rolled onto his stomach, burying his face in the silky sheets and muttered something that sounded like, “don't wanna.”

 

//Aibou, wake up.//

 

Yugi opened his eyes and let out a cry of surprise when he saw Yami, in the flesh, sitting beside Seto. “Y-Yami?!?! What are you doing here?! How-Where is here?!?!”

 

Yami scooted closer to Yugi, pulling the diminutive boy into his lap. “We're at Seto's home.”

 

Yugi looked over at the quiet sapphire-eyed teen, before burying his face into Yami's chest. /Why are we here?/

 

//Seto found you with that social teacher. But do not worry yourself; I took care of that sick man while you were asleep.// Yami gently ran his fingers through his lighter half's hair. //There's no need to be fearful of Seto, Yugi. He won't hurt you.//

 

/How did you get a physical body?/ Yugi ignored Yami's statement about the CEO.

 

//I don't know. It happened when I took control over your body and when I was about to give control back to you, I appeared beside you, dressed in…well, as Joey puts it, my birthday suit.// He looked over a Seto. “Would you mind if I let you fill him in on our discussion?”

 

“But, why am I here?” Yugi asked quietly when Seto was finished speaking.

 

“Because I asked him to let you and I come and stay here,” Yami replied.

 

Seto moved so he was sitting beside the two look-a-likes. “Yami told me what happened.”

 

Yugi turned away, burying his face deeper into his darker self's chest. The tallest of the three could hear tiny, muffled sobs coming from him.

 

“Y-You mu-must think I-I-I'm dirty,” he hiccupped.

 

Seto shook his head quickly. “No, I don't.”

 

“Aibou, you're not the only one in this room who has had this situation happen.”

 

Yugi looked between the two, a look of shock replacing the humiliation he had in his eyes a few moments before. “I'm not?!”

 

Seto nodded, anger filling his sapphire orbs. “About a month before my step-father died, he left to go to Canada for a business trip, leaving me and Mokuba alone with the Big Five.” Seto shuddered. “To put it simply, I…I whored around those Five to keep their sick hands off my brother. When Gozoburo found out, he also…joined in.” Seto paused for a moment, trying to get himself together. [Don't cry. You have to be strong. Cry later, not now.] The brunet pushed his tears back and continued where he left off. “He said that what he was doing wasn't an evil thing, in fact it, as he puts it, `Improved my studies.' And, when I wasn't doing my work, he'd threaten to either start using Mokuba or tell him what I've been doing.” He squeezed his eyes shut as a few tears slipped down his cheeks. He quickly wiped them away, scolding himself for showing such a weakness. “One night when I was going to Mokuba's room to tuck him in and read him a story, I heard crying. When I opened the door…I saw…Gozoburo with his hands down my brother's front, fondling him. I don't remember what happened after that, except I do remember seeing Gozoburo laying face down, in the grass, outside Mokuba's room the next morning, dead.”

 

To Yami and Seto's surprise, Yugi climbed into Seto's lap, snuggling up to his chest. “I'm so sorry,” he murmured, looking up at the CEO with sympathetic eyes.

 

“I'm okay now,” Seto said, giving the tiny boy a small smile. “And I went to see a counselor for a few years too, if that makes you feel better,” he added, seeing the look Yugi was giving him.

 

Yugi smiled. “Yes, it does.”

 

/I feel so safe with Seto and Yami,/ Yugi thought, as Seto stretched them out so they were lying on their sides, facing Yami.

 

Yami also moved onto his side and shifted closer to his lighter half, wrapping an arm around his waist. //Aibou, could Seto and I show you how pleasure should be felt?//

 

Yugi studied Yami's face, his side of their mental connection carefully blocked so he could make his decisions without Yami hearing them.

 

After a few minutes of tense silence, Yugi squirmed so he was lying on his back, looking up at them trust in his eyes. “Okay.”

 

Both boys smiled, wrapping their arms around him, Yami giving Yugi a small peck on the lips.

 

“Hm, I think I'll just have the maids bring dinner up. I'm too comfy to want to go anywhere,” Seto muttered into he crook of Yugi's neck, making the diminutive boy giggle and squirm.

 

“Seto! Stop talking! It tickles when you do that!” He started laughing hard when his darker half and the tallest of the three started tickling him anywhere were their hands could get at him.

 

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Mokuba had just come home from a friend's house, when he could hear shrieks of laughter echoing throughout the mansion. <What the heck?> He looked over at their cook, Madame Eloise. “Um, Madame Eloise, do you know what's going on up there?”

 

Madame Eloise smiled. “Yes. Master Kaiba has guests and I'm assuming that their having a tickling game of sorts.”

 

Mokuba's jaw dropped to the tiled floor. “My brother…in a …tickling game? This I gotta see!”

 

The younger Kaiba ran up the stairs and down the hall to his brother's room, to find three bodies in the bed…well two bodies tickling the snot out of another body.

 

“Seto? What are you doing?” Mokuba asked, startling the three boys.

 

“Mokuba, uh, I was tickling Yugi?” Seto said sheepishly, his cheeks slightly flushed.

 

Mokuba pointed at Yami. “But Yugi's right there…I think.”

 

“No…that's…Yami,” said a breathless voice as the real Yugi poked his head out from under pillows and sheets.

 

Mokuba walked over, crawling onto the bed, sitting down. “Okay now I'm really confused. Is Yami your brother or something?”

 

Yugi giggled, stretching out so he was laying both Yami and Seto's laps. “No, he's my Yami…” Yugi proceeded to explain where Yami came from.

 

Mokuba's eyes were huge by the time Yugi finished explaining. “So, you really an Ancient Egyptian Pharaoh?!”

 

Yami nodded, his hand lazily going through Yugi's multi-colored locks.

 

“Wow, you could have had any babe you wanted,” Mokuba breathed.

 

“Mokuba!” Seto scowled, giving his brother a look.

 

Mokuba shrugged. “What?”

 

Yami smiled. “Actually, I only courted one female for a child. I preferred males.”

 

Seto was about to comment when all three of them heard a grumbling noise coming from Yugi.

 

He blushed. “Sorry, I guess I'm just a little hungry.”

 

Mokuba snickered. “I'll go down stairs and tell Madame Eloise to bring dinner to your room.”

 

“Thank you Mokuba,” Seto said. “By the way, do you know what we're having for dinner?”

 

“Yeah; spaghetti,” Mokuba said, giving his brother a hug before bouncing out of the room.

 

“Great I'll have to take a Zantac pill to keep the after-heartburn down,” Seto muttered, lying down.

 

Yugi giggled, cuddling up to him. “You're so funny.”

 

“I try,” the brunet replied.

 

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The three of them were just talking about Duel Monsters (gee, there's a shock), when the door opened to revel Madame Eloise with a trolley stacked with three plates of hot, yummy smelling spaghetti.

 

“Wow, that looks really good,” Yugi said, his stomach growling in agreement.

 

“Madame Eloise is the best cook that I've ever had,” Seto said, handing a plate over to Yami, then Yugi, and then himself. “Thank you.”

 

Madame Eloise smiled. “You're welcome.”

 

A few minutes after Madame Eloise left, Mokuba came in with a DVD in his hand, along with a glass of milk and his dinner. “Seto, can we watch The Incredibles?”

 

Seto sighed. “Alright.” He looked at Yugi and Yami. “I swear, that's all he ever wants to watch.”

 

“Yeah, well it's funny,” Mokuba said, popping the DVD into the DVD player. “And I think Yugi will like it.”

 

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Well, Yugi never did see the end to it because when the credits started rolling and Seto was about to get up to turn the TV off, he found the small duelist attached to his arm, fast asleep, his half eaten dinner sitting on the night stand.

 

“Yami, could you get the remote for me?” He whispered, pointing to said object that was in a slumbering Mokuba's hand.

 

Yami crawled over to the raven haired boy, plucking the device out of his loose grip. He handed it over to Seto, who turned the DVD player off as well as the TV. Seto managed to move out of Yugi's arms so he could put his little bother in his own room.

 

When he came back, he found Yami stripping Yugi down to his underwear. “Here, I too these from Mokuba's room. I figured they would fit better than my own pajamas,” Seto said softly, handing over a navy t-shirt with matching pants, before stripping down into his boxers. He went to his dresser and picked out a pair of silky back pajama pants.

 

“Do you want some pajamas?” Seto asked.

 

Yami smiled. “I can materialize my own, thank you for the offer though.” As he was saying that, identical clothing to Yugi's appeared on his body. Seto slipped under the covers, moving up behind Yugi, who, in his sleep, had clung onto Yami.

 

“He's so beautiful,” Seto murmured, stroking the small boy's cheek.

 

“He is,” Yami agreed, placing a kiss on Yugi's lips before, looking up at Seto.

 

The brunet stared at Yami for a moment, before bowing his head down, catching the spirit's lips. Said spirit moaned softly, leaning into the kiss, letting a prodding tongue enter his mouth.

 

While the both of them were exploring each other's mouths and bodies, neither of them noticed a pair of wide violet eyes watching…until Yami quickly pulled away when he felt something poking his thigh.

 

He looked down at Yugi, surprised. “Yugi?!”

 

The tri-colored haired boy's cheeks went red, his eyes darting away. “Um, I'm sorry, I, uh, woke up to noises and, um, yeah.”

 

Seto caught Yami's eye, a smirk appearing on his lips. “Did you like what you saw?” He asked, catching Yugi's chin, turning his face so he was looking at the brunet.

 

“What?!” Yugi squeaked. “I, um-”

 

Yami catching on, whispered in Yugi's ear, “Would you like us to get rid of your problem?”

 

“Um…mmmm,” He shivered when he felt a tongue run up his neck.

 

“I'll take that as a yes,” Seto muttered against Yugi neck, making the boy shiver again.

 

Yami captured his hikari's lips, making him squeak in surprise. His squeak quickly turned into a moan, when Seto started sucking on a sensitive spot on his neck. Yami ran his tongue along Yugi's bottom lip, seeking entrance. He let out a whimper as he allowed his darker half to explore his mouth.

 

Seto ran his hand under Yugi's shirt, his hand going straight for Yugi's nipples. Yami's hand joined Seto's, quickly making their little lover wither beneath them.

 

“Yami…Seto…gods…mmmm…” Yugi gasped, rolling his head back, exposing his neck to them. While their mouths were all over his neck, Seto's hand moved away from Yugi's nipples, down his chest. The CEO shifted so he was near the diminutive teen's ear. “May I go farther?”

 

Yugi turned his face towards Seto, pressing his lips against the sapphire-eyed teen's. “I trust you Seto.”

 

Seto kissed him back, his hand sliding into Yugi's pants. Yugi let out a soft cry, arching his back when he felt fingers wrap around him and give him a squeeze. Yami sat back on his ankles and, with one swift tug, had Yugi's pajama pants off.

 

He looked at Yugi, his eyes dark with desire. “Mmm, you look tempting, aibou.”

 

Seto also sat back, running his hand up and down Yugi's thighs. “That, he does.”

 

“And he looks so hot, laying there, panting…” Yami grabbed Seto's shoulder, pulling the brunet into a hungry kiss.

 

Yugi withered as the kiss became an opened-mouthed. “Yami, please.”

 

The two broke away slightly, a thin string of spit connected between their mouths. Yami leaned towards Seto, licking the string up.

 

Seto looked the small teen over, licking his lips. “He gets me even hotter when he begs.”

 

“I think my aibou would like some relief now.” That was the only thing Yugi heard before his brain became mush as a hot, wet mouth enveloped him. Seto pinned Yugi's hips down to prevent him from choking Yami, as the spirit started bobbing his head, swirling his tongue around Yugi's tip. Said spirit pulled away as he and Seto started licking up and around Yugi's weeping member, both taking turns at sucking his tip.

 

“Yami…Seto…so close…mmmm…GODS!!!” Yugi's scream echoed throughout the mansion, surprisingly not awaking Mokuba, who was down the hall from Seto's room.

 

Yami cuddled Yugi's trembling body as he rode the last waves of pleasure. Seto leaned over Yugi, capturing Yami's lips. Yugi shivered as he watched through half lidded eyes his milky essence being past between the two.

 

“Mmm, you taste good, Yugi,” Seto said softly, laying down beside Yugi, wrapping an arm around him.

 

“I agree,” Yami said, slipping behind his lighter half, wrapping his arm over Seto's.

 

Yugi rubbed his face against Seto's shoulder. “I love you, Seto.”

 

Seto smiled, kissing the top of Yugi sweat damp locks. “Ashiteru.”

 

//I love you too, Koibito,// Yami said through their mind link.

 

/I love you too./

 

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Jodine16: *Sigh* The past is a b*tch, life is too and you have to live with it. But what's comfort without a dash of oral sex?. Review please!! I hope you're all happy! It's currently quarter to one in the morning and I'm beat. Hope you enjoyed the fic, and yeah. Later days.