Title: Dream or Reality?

Summary: After Battle City Isis gives Seto the Millennium Rod, not knowing that a small part of Marik was sealed in there. Seto accepts it and goes home. That night he has a strange dream…the question here is, is this really a dream or something more?…

Disclaimer: If Yugioh were mine, the Hikaris would be with their Yamis and Seto would be with Seth while Jou is with either Bakura and Ryou or Seto and Seth.

Warning: There is rape in this chapter and some OOCNESS.

NOTE: In this story Seto does believe in magic just not very strongly.

Speech

"Hnnn"

'Tch'

/Yamis mind-talking/

/Hikaris mind-talking /

Chapter 1

As Seto left the tower he heard Isis call out, desperately, "Wait, please!"

He stopped and half-turned, "What do you want?" He asked disdainfully.

"Please," she paused to catch her breath, "You must take this," she continued as she tried to thrust the millennium rod into his hands, "The Ra-forsaken thing will not answer to Malik or myself."

"Why should I?" asked Seto warily.

"As I said before, it will not listen to either of us and because it acted of it's own accord during our duel I was hoping you'd be able to control it."

"Hnn…and what will I get in return for keeping the millennium item under control?" He asked, curious.

"I shall return to you Obelisk the Tormentor" She said, rather unwillingly.

"Hnn…I shall watch over your precious millennium item as long as I receive the god card now." Stated Seto, impatient to be gone.

Isis agreed and handed both items over.

As Seto grabbed it he felt a tingle in his arm but shrugged it off and walked away.

ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ ΞΕΩΥ

Later, when Seto got to the mansion, he went up to his room. He threw the millennium rod into a corner and started to change. He didn't notice the item begin to glow briefly. He finished and walked over to the rod and picked it up. He felt a shock, as though he'd been electrocuted and dropped it. He stared, wide-eyed and still at it, but then jerked back as he heard a semi familiar voice. He looked around expecting to see someone but saw only the dark corners of the room.

He heard it again, but this time recognizing Marik's voice.

"Show yourself," growled out Seto as he spun around, thinking Marik was there. Marik chuckled and appeared in spirit form next to Seto. He watched as Seto jerked away, as if burned.

"What the hell are you?" demanded Seto, as he regained his composure.

Marik gave a cross between a smirk and a leer and said, "Your worst nightmare."

Seto snorted, disbelieving, "Whatever."

Marik gave a chilling smile, "You don't know what you're in for." And disappeared into the rod.

In his soul room

Seto walked down a darkened corridor and saw three doors. He entered the one on the right and saw a beautiful king-sized bed with navy blue silk sheets, a laptop, a painting of a Blue eyes White dragon next to a chained door and also, he noticed that the walls were a dark blue with gold borders.

Curious, he walked slowly to the chained door, but couldn't open it. He growled, frustrated, and turned away.

Seto walked back out and took the door in front of him. This time he took the time to look at the designs on the doorframe before entering. As he stepped into the room his eyes widened minutely, his only sign of surprise, as he took in the lavish decorations. To one side stood a temple of Set but to the other was a bed with a man sleeping peacefully, as he neared the bed he saw a shimmer in the air as if the man was under an enchanted sleep. He looked down and saw, to his amazement and surprise, that the man looked exactly like him, but then he looked closer and noticed that his hair was slightly darker and wilder and that his skin was a tan color.

He left the room and entered the last one left unexplored. Once inside he noticed that this room also was decorated with Egyptian designs. He had taken but a few steps forward when the door shut closed behind and he heard an ominous chuckle.

"Well, well what do we have here?" said Marik from behind Seto.

Seto could feel Marik's hot breath against his neck as he talked, "How did you find your way to my soul room?"

Seto didn't answer, he glared at the wall, silently.

Marik shrugged and said, mockingly, "Guess I'll have some fun with my toy then."

Seto reacted to this furiously, "Don't you dare put your filthy hands on me," he spat out as he turned around, swinging his arm trying to hit Marik. He wasn't fast enough and Marik just grabbed his arms and pushed him onto the bed. Before he could react, Marik flipped him over and had already started tying Seto's arms to the headboard.

Seto snarled and struggled against his restraints, cursing enough to make a sailor blush.

Marik chuckled, "Don't waste your energy, you won't be able to break the restraints."

Seto tried one more time before stopping and instead settled for shooting a murderous glare at Marik. He watched, impassively, as Marik moved up beside the bed and kissed Seto roughly on the lips. Seto tried to turn his head, but Marik grabbed his jaw and held him there. Marik stopped kissing Seto and moved so that he straddled Seto's waist. Seto snarled and tried to buck Marik off but soon stopped as he saw Marik was enjoying it. Marik started kissing along Seto's jaw line and down his pale neck. Marik grabbed Seto's hair and pulled his head roughly to the side for better access.

Marik let his other hand wander down under Seto's boxers and grab his hardened length tightly.

"You like this don't you slut?" Marik breathed out, as he nipped, suckled and bit on Seto's neck.

"Uhn…" was the only thing Seto managed to say as the fingers around his length tightened harshly.

"You want more don't you?"

Seto snarled and retorted, "No way in Hell!"

Marik smirked, "We'll see about that."

Marik moved down so he was level with Seto's chest and bit down ruthlessly on his nipple, making it bleed. Seto flinched and closed his eyes, but remained silent, not giving Marik the satisfaction of hearing him cry out.

Marik made his way down to Seto's length and, grabbing the base tightly, engulfed all and swallowed around it. Seto's eyes flew open as he bucked upward with a vengeance, his mind shutting down overloaded with unwanted pleasure.

Seto let out a hoarse scream, "No! No! No! Please stop it," He cut off his sentence with a sob.

Marik stopped and slid up to Seto's ear, "Why should I?" He whispered as he licked Seto's ear, loving the feel of him shuddering.

A lone tear slipped down Seto's cheek before he closed his eyes preventing any more from falling. He turned his head to the side trying to hide his pained expression.

Marik spread Seto's legs and rammed in not allowing Seto any time to adjust.

Seto let out an anguished cry and tried to get away but couldn't. He made himself go limp and let him do what he wanted hoping for it to be over soon.

Marik groaned and pulled out, he thrusted back in and gave Seto a harsh kiss and bit his lip.

"You're so tight," Marik moaned and thrusted in and out a couple of more times before cumming in Seto's bloody passage.

Seto whimpered slightly at the burning sensation of Marik's semen inside him.

Marik lay sprawled on Seto and traced lazy circles wherever he was injured.

Seto closed his eyes, exhausted, and felt the world grow quiet…

Seto gasped and opened his eyes, he looked around wildly, thinking he was still with Marik but calmed as he saw it was only his bedroom.

"Was it only a dream?" Seto muttered to himself, sitting up, he gasped softly and laid back down as he felt pain shooting up his lower back. "I guess not," He said miserably.

He closed his eyes thinking about what to do when he heard, "Hello my little slut…"

TBC

A/N Well? What do you think should I continue or should I go slink back into my dark hole because it's awful?

R&R …poor Seto…don't worry he will be saved…soon…

P.S. I gonna keep this here 'cause it makes my story seem longer…oh and NO FLAMES…I'll just use them to set your house on fire 'cause I'm a bonafide Pyromaniac.