(Chapter 1: Distraction)
(Chapter Rating: M)
(Chapter Genre: angst/ minor humor)
(Chapter Warnings: Yaoi, forced sexual activities, Ryou's evil mind pretending Bakura's a girl while he's having sex, lime, and OC (who has only a minor roll))
(Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh… no matter how much I wish I did.)
(Written by: Andyouthinkimcrazy)
(Author's Note: I'm sorry I took so long! . I really did mean to have this out in the summer.
Oh boy, I wouldn't be surprised if all of your brains exploded from the confusion of this chapter… well I'm predicting it will be confusing. That's why I'm going to make an Index type thing to help you understand better. Hopefully I won't need too many in this and other chapters.)
/Mind speech/
Crooked Chapter 1: DistractionFor a moment he was stunned at what his friends had told him but it didn't take long for him to be fully brought down by the words. A groan escaped him and he buried his silvery head in his arms. Only moments ago, when he sat down to lunch, he was happy; but now he was miserable. It was almost as if he hadn't really seen it coming, though he had, and now his hope was shattered…
Ryou would have a Gay-Yami-Male.
Yugi sat across from him and, though Ryou couldn't see, he was giving his friend the most sympathetic look he could; and Malik, though he did feel sorry for Ryou, was too excited thinking up ways he and his Yami could… play. The two were both happy to have received their very own Yamis, mainly because both were Bi and it didn't matter either way; but poor Ryou was the one with the problem.
Ryou had wanted a Female Yami; he hadn't lost hope at all the entire year. He knew that he was handsome and that some girl would want him, though most Yami Females tended to like a good wrestle in bed (1), despite his lean form. Ryou was certain there had to be Yamis who simply didn't like to fight, or wanted the bottom, who would choose him.
Even now Ryou had some hope; perhaps he would be passed up by all the G-Y-M's and he'd be Yami-less… but that could possibly be worse. Without a Yami he would only be safe until the end of the year, when the Y-Ks (2) would see no further interest in him, and then anyone could use him. He could be lucky enough to be taken in by a Female Yami, but the chances were far greater that he'd be claimed by a Yami-Male.
According to Yugi, however, Ryou was 'too pretty' to be passed up which probably meant that he had been reserved by a High Class Yami at the beginning of the year. He would only have had a chance with about a thousand, or so, Straight or Bi Yami's before getting down to the much larger (two to three hundred-thousand) amount of Bi and Gay Yami Males. (3)
"I can't believe it!" Ryou muttered, "What do I do guys?" Ryou managed to pull his head up enough so that he could see the other two. Yugi tried to change from sympathy to reassurance.
"You could close your eyes." Yugi suggested, "You could pretend he's a girl… well until he's done with foreplay." It seemed Yugi had a reasonable idea that solved only part of the problem, but it was help nonetheless, Ryou smiled slightly in response.
"Ryou, do you know what one thing you would have liked a girl to do to you the most?" Malik asked with a grin, the way he sounded it was as if everyone went around asking that.
"Umm… not much. I don't really think much about that. Umm… I had a dream once when…" Ryou blushed and hid his eye again, "She was sucking me… but that's nothing too special."
"Well that's boring." Malik said exasperatedly, "I guess we have to distract you from the fact that your Yami will be a man. I thought we might be able to get your Yami to do something really good that would make you forget he's a guy."
"Maybe you can convince him to give you time to adjust." Yugi began, "Of course, according to my Yami, not all High Class Yami's are reasonable."
"So… Plan A is to talk to him, but what do I do if he won't wait?" Ryou managed to unhide his eyes again.
"It'll go a lot easier if you comply, though it's not very fun." Malik snickered, "I like to struggle against the ropes and plead and beg for mercy." He let out a low moan at the thought, "Oh, and the knives—"
"MALIK!" Yugi shouted, some of the other tables quieted down to listen so Yugi, in turn, lowered his voice again, "You'll scare him." Yugi added in an almost harsh whisper.
"He's not scared." Malik huffed; but he was right, Ryou was simply worried. The last thing he needed was a Yami who would be perfect for his masochist friend. He wouldn't be able to take more physical torture than he had to; it was suddenly much more appealing to just get a regular gay guy.
"Thanks guys, I hope it helps…" They sat a short while longer until the lunch bell rang and the three boys hurried off to class.
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Ryou was lost; he couldn't tell left from right, up from down, and it didn't help that all he could see was black. He didn't even know why he seemed to know where he was going; but apparently he was right. His legs had taken him to a figure; it was only outlined in a bright light, but Ryou could tell it was a male. The figure was slightly taller than him with fine muscles and a slender body. He had long spiky hair, and blood red eyes; was the most that Ryou could make out of him.
The silhouette approached him, and after a moment of study, Ryou was shoved to the ground. He tried to back away but unseen ropes had wound their way around his body. The man took his time to seat himself above his captive's body and when he had he pulled something from his pocket.
Ryou whimpered and backed away from the long silver knife. It was the only thing he could see clearly, which heightened his fear; it had a broad handle with small indents where the shadowy fingers rested. There was a small hole at the handle's curved end and the blade was shiny with jagged edges. The dagger reflected the bloodthirsty eyes of the shadow and burned the image into Ryou's mind.
The knife was brought to his arm and it was slashed multiple times, and then the other side received the same treatment. Ryou screamed and begged for the end of the torture, but the figure didn't stop. The knife continued until the dream's end.
Ryou shivered in his bed and clutched at his arms, there were no marks that he could feel; but they tingled as if his body was trying to numb pain. Ryou decided that his dream was the product of Malik's idea of fun, 'Darn masochist.' Ryou thought bitterly before settling back into bed.
His breath slowly began to calm and Ryou closed his eyes again. /Ryou./ Ryou's eyes snapped open. He glanced around quickly before frowning slightly and rubbing his eyes. Hadn't he just heard his name? But there was nobody here.
"Hello?" He asked slowly scanning the room more slowly than before, "Is anyone there?" There was no response for a while and Ryou closed his eyes again.
/Hikari./ Ryou sat up quickly and looked around again, there was still nothing; but Ryou had a feeling what it was. /I can hear your thoughts, you don't need to talk out loud./ Ryou whimpered and buried his face in the blankets, the voice was male…
/My new Yami, right/ Ryou murmured.
/Yes; Yami Bakura, my dear./ Ryou's heart sunk with the conformation and he buried his face even deeper into the blankets, it was almost to the point that he couldn't breathe. Ryou really wished that he could hide his fear and sadness better, but it wasn't working at all. /Aww, you're not happy to see me/ The Yami asked mockingly.
/I… I wanted to have a girl./ Ryou replied seriously/I'm don't want a man./
/GIRL/ Bakura hollered/How can you stand that? All those… curves, and their voices, and/ here he paused to grunt in disapproval/what they have down below. How can that turn anyone on/ (4)
/Uh… well it does for me. It's your opinion to like men, but I like women./ Ryou blushed lightly and the naked female that appeared in his imagination, if only this 'Bakura' could be a girl.
/That's sick./ Bakura quickly waved the sickening image from their minds. /I'll have to make you get used to my way then./ Ryou could feel the prickling feeling of his Yami smirking; it caused him to shiver once more.
/I know… but will you let me have time? Could we take things slowly/ Ryou pleaded; he considered looking pleading, but his Yami wasn't there in front of him.
/Fine, we'll take it slow. We'll have fun today instead of school. It may even take until tomorrow, but don't worry. You'll love everything I do to that sexy little body of yours./
Ryou shivered again holding himself rather tightly/B-But I'll get in trouble if I stay./ Ryou hoped his Yami would let him be to his own life; that seemed not to be the case.
/Then we'll just have to play before you go to school./ Ryou fell silent, he still wanted to argue, but at least he wouldn't have to spend the entire day being put through torture. Besides, the last thing he needed was for his Yami to hate him; it would be impossible to live if Bakura hated him.
/Alright… I don't have much of a choice./ Ryou closed his eyes and tried to make himself relax, it didn't work very well; just the thought of having to touch, or be touched, by his new Yami sent shivers down his spine.
"Good." Ryou shivered once again and turned to gaze on the face of his new Yami; instead he came face to face with glowing blood red eyes, like the ones from his dream. A scream tore from Ryou's throat and he jumped across the bed from his Yami.
"Y-you…" Ryou clutched the blankets ever closer to his chest and continued to move as far from his nightmare as possible, "P-Please d-don't hurt me." Ryou whispered quietly.
"Aww, didn't you like the dream I gave you?" Bakura chuckled and the red slowly faded from his eyes; they turned out to be more of a dark reddish brown, "It doesn't matter, it woke you up and that what I wanted it to do."
Ryou remained silent and trembling on the other side of the bed, but he decided to study the Yami's body… not that he wouldn't get the chance many times in the future. Ryou shuddered and mentally shook that thought away.
They weren't that different from each other. Bakura's eyes were different, as all ready mentioned, and they freaked Ryou out; he had slightly darker skin, or at least that's all Ryou could see in the dark. His body was slender and slightly muscular. He seemed perfect for anyone. He could probably get anyone to fall for him, 'Except you, of course.' Ryou reminded himself.
Bakura snorted, "Now, what should I do?" His thin lips were turned up in a devilish smirk and he slowly made his way to the trembling boy across the bed, "I think I know what to do." He reached out and turned Ryou's head with his long slender fingers. Ryou kept his eyes focused away from his Yami and he tried to calm his trembling further. Bakura wound his arms around Ryou's waist and pulled them together into a fierce kiss, that was much more than Ryou wanted to take.
Still, Ryou closed his eyes and used Yugi's suggestion; Bakura quickly became a female and Ryou found that he was able to react a little to the tongue in his mouth. It almost felt right, but Ryou didn't have time to think much on that.
Bakura pulled back roughly and growled in Ryou's face, "Don't put those sickening images into my mind." Ryou trembled and shrunk away, "I can't enjoy myself with those sickening thoughts of yours in my head!"
"S—I'm sorry…" Bakura threaded his fingers into Ryou's hair and began to kiss him more slowly so that Ryou might feel better. Ryou tried to enjoy it, but he couldn't; it just wasn't right! It just felt violating when he wasn't picturing Bakura aw a girl. Ryou whimpered and tried to move as far away as possible from this kiss.
"What's wrong with you?" The Yami hissed, "Stop acting like this and kiss me, you idiot." Bakura demanded tightening his grip in Ryou's hair and pulling him closer, "It can't possibly be that bad."
"You're a guy…" Ryou managed with his shaking voice, "This is wrong… I don't feel right…" Ryou reached up and tried to pull the fingers from his hair, "B-Besides… If that's the way you think t-then it can't possibly be that bad having a g-girl image in your mind."
Bakura grunted but released Ryou's hair. The younger boy massaged his scalp while keeping his soft fearful eyes fixed on his Yami, "I guess I'll have to show you what you're making me miss." Bakura smirked and began to play with the hem of Ryou's shirt. Ryou grabbed the Yami's wrists.
"NO! Go away!" Ryou whimpered, "Please don't." Bakura ignored him and shook Ryou's wrists off before gripping the hem tightly and pulling the shirt up over his head. Ryou instantly wrapped his arms around his torso and shrunk away, "I don't want you to."
"You don't?" Bakura smirked and leaned forward. He began at Ryou's shoulder and dragged the wet tongue up his neck and along his jaw. Ryou struggled to pull away from the odd feeling, but Bakura made his way to Ryou's ear lobe and he began to nibble on his ear. He pulled away slightly, after a while, but he kept his lips close, "I promise you'll like it." Ryou shivered at how hot his ear got when Bakura talked, and how cold it got when he stopped, "I'll—" Bakura grimaced but quickly regained his teasing attitude, "I'll let you pretend I'm a woman, see? You get something, and so do I."
"I… I guess so." Ryou closed his eyes and let the female Bakura claim his mind.
--- To read the lemon go to www. freewebs .com/changeintime (take out spaces) and click on writing. It is a lemon so don't read it if you are uncomfortable with that, thanks.---
/Yami, what do you think I should do/ Yugi was sitting in class and thinking about his absent friend; he was sure he knew why Ryou had been held up and he couldn't help but question his own Yami about everything/There has to be something I can do for Ryou./
/Well, there is./ his Yami replied/But we have to wait about a month first, by then if he's really not content I may be able to get him on next year's S-Y-F list./ (5)
/You can really do that/ Yugi asked excitedly sending his Yami the most appreciative almost hug-like felling to his other/That'd be great! Ryou won't like to wait, but it's better than nothing/
/Not many Yami's can, or even know how to; so you're very luck to have me./ Yugi smiled and nodded even though his Yami couldn't see the gesture/Don't worry, Aibou, by the end of the month your friend will be happy./
/And so will I/ Yugi squealed/You're the best Yami ever/
/Yugi, what did I tell you/ His Yami grumbled and Yugi had the impression that if he could, he'd be covering his ears/You're squealing gives me a headache./
Yugi had time to respond with a quick/Sorry Yami./ before the door opened and Ryou walked in.
"I'm sorry." Ryou began quickly, "My Yami.." Ryou flushed at the thought and didn't much want to continue, "He was—"
"You don't have a Yami!" one of the girls called interrupting Ryou.
"I do…" Ryou admitted trailing off while the girl continued.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAY!" The girl cried, "That means you got a HC G-Y-M!" a sly grin crossed her lightly tanned face, "Can I come over and see the hot male lovin'?" (6)
"No!" Ryou's Yami appeared by his side with a disgusted look on his face. He didn't even want to picture what she would do if she saw them, "But you can see something else." Bakura stuck his middle finger out at the girl but she ignored the gesture.
"Oh my god! He's gorgeous!" Bakura simply rolled his eyes; "You can come over and bite my nipples any day!" Bakura nearly threw up and just barely managed to remain on his feet. If not for Ryou giving in and rubbing his Yami's back he probably wouldn't have been able to regain his composure. Even after pulling himself back together the Yami still looked pretty green.
"Don't ever say that again!" Bakura growled out eliciting a huff from the girl. /Don't you see what I mean about girls, Hikari? They're obsessive, nauseating, and malevolent! Damned females./
"So, what do I get to see?" The girl asked excitedly, "Are you going to make Ryou suck your cock?" Ryou grew pale, that's the last thing he needed was the whole class seeing him being… in sexual contact with another man.
"No, you get to see something else." Bakura quickly spun Ryou into his arms and pressed their crotches together. Ryou instantly began to whimper and he shut his eyes tightly. Bakura was proud that he had everyone so thoroughly distracted; by the time he was finished the teacher would have forgotten all about Ryou being late.
/Bakura? What do you think you're doing/ Ryou tried to struggle from his Yami's hold but it did him little good; Bakura, however, was getting more aroused by Ryou's twisting movements.
/I just remembered, I never did get my release; I guess I was saving it for here. You won't be in trouble for being late if she's forgotten, eh Hikari/
/You planned this here of all places? NO! I don't want to do this in front of my class and my friends! I'd rather get into trouble…/ Bakura thrust himself forward to show that he wasn't about to stop/Please don't./ Ryou begged, but he was already giving up. It wouldn't have mattered if he had continued because Bakura had stopped listening to him. He ran his hands down Ryou's back until he reached the younger boy's ass, which fit so nicely in his hand.
"STOP!" Ryou shouted while swinging his arms and beating at his Yami's arms; he didn't do much damage at all.
The teacher was giving her student a sympathetic look, she knew Ryou; and she knew this was not only embarrassing but unwanted contact. The poor boy wouldn't be able to face the rest of the students without thinking of this for a long time, and it was probably going to get worse.
"Hikari." Bakura was very proud of himself, the teacher was so caught up in feeling sorry for her student that she had forgotten they came in late; she didn't even have sense enough to try and stop them, not that Bakura would listen to her, "Be good." Bakura ordered.
/Please Yami, not here./ Ryou whimpered out as his last attempt, which still went ignored. Bakura raised his hand and returned it just as quickly. Ryou cried out and tried to pull away again. When he was hit again he found it very hard to suppress a moan as their bodies reconnected.
/Don't hold that lovely sound back./ Bakura ordered as they came in contact again, this time he thrust his own hips into Ryou's. It was impossible for Ryou to disobey the order; he tossed back his head and moaned/Good./ Bakura continued both of the actions in time with each other.
The class watched in awe and shock; except for Malik who was drooling and asking his Yami if they could do that, and the girl, Alex, was also drooling and wishing the two were both naked. Everyone else seemed incapable of moving until finally the bit grew faster and harder, and the moans louder and longer. The pair at the front of the classroom moaned loudly at the same time and everything stopped. Ryou sagged against his Yami/I'm tired… and sore now… I need to rest./
/Would you like to go home/ Bakura suggested.
/NO/ Ryou cried, still rather exhausted/I don't want to be home all day with you/
/Fine./ Bakura sighed and lifted his exhausted other and carried him to his desk and then vanished before everyone's eyes. Everyone returned to his or her seat, but most were still dazed about what had happened. The only two who hadn't returned to their desks were Alex, who was still drooling on the floor, and Malik, who had vanished to who knows where. Nobody really noticed either of them, anyhow.
/Yugi./ The sort boy acknowledged his Yami with a quick nod/That Yami is bad news. His name is Bakura and when we lived in the past I believe he was a Tomb Robber. He should be a Low Class Yami./ (7)
/But he can't be! He must have reserved Ryou; so he has to be a High Class Yami/
/He must have cheated the Laws of the Yami Kings, very typical for someone like him./ Yugi looked over at his friend carefully as his Yami continued to speak/The show-off hasn't changed since ancient Egypt. He may have been the 'King of Thieves' but that certainly doesn't make him anywhere near High Class. I'll have to get his class lowered./
/So then he won't be able to have Ryou/ Yugi smiled broadly/This is great! It'll be another way to ensure that Ryou will lose his Yami! I'm glad Ryou will get what he wants/
INDEX
(1)Seriously, what Yami, Male or Female, would want to be on the bottom? Yami Females like the top but prefer to overpower the Hikari.
(2)Y-Ks (Yami Kings) The highest powered organization that rules over the world. They protect potential Hikaris until the end of the year that they turn sixteen, at that time they either have a Yami to protect them (Y-Ks laws protect Hikaris from Yamis) or they don't. (Without a Yami they're up for grabs.)
(3)Hikaris are claimed in order from Highest Class to lowest class. Only a High Class Yami can reserve a Hikari (Highest to Lowest):
High Class Straight-Yami-Male/Female
Middle Class ''
Low Class ''
High Class Bi-Yami-Male/Female
Middle Class ''
Low Class ''
High Class Gay-Yami-Male/Female
Middle Class ''
Low Class ''
(4)Bakura despises girls; that's just the way it works.
(5)The acronym Straight-Yami-Female
(6)My OC, her only purpose in the story is to egg Bakura on. (Some one could jump out and kill her and then no one would really know the difference)
(7)The Yami's still came from the past but EVERYONE becomes and Yami when they die. But only some of them will get the opportunity to get a Hikari.