Title: Yangu Sowasowa (rough translation) the young and the restless
Chapter: 1? (1,297)
Chapter Title: Busy
Author: HellsEternalFlame
Rating: M
Pairing(s): ...What do you think... What are my usaul pairings...
Beta: SAMMY-BOY
Spoilers: this is an AU so no.
Disclaimer: is YuGiOh! (c) Filled with yaoi, violence, and sex. No, then I guess I don't own it shrugs.
Summary: "Mortals, what makes them feel so superior? We could easily wipe out there insignificant existence, but no we chose to protect them. Why do they fear what is keeping them safe." He said this as he looked on to the night sky hovering just above the city. Grunting he spread his wings and took flight.
Author's note: none... stfu
Total Word Count: 1,297
In a world where magic is shunned and mortals believe that war is the only option, a magical being must stay hidden and out of site. Unless you are like these elite who openly live under the impression of being normal humans, nothing but mortals.
He was a witch doctor, but in a town like this he was only a "regular" doctor. He could cure almost everything using only natural ingredients. People came from far and wide for his cures, and antidotes. "I cure it all. That's my motto. So if this doesn't work full compensation." He smiled as his last consumer for the day left with an herbal tea for her little boy's fever. Sighing he turned the sign and started to clean his little shop, preparing for another busy day tomorrow. He was always busy, everyday most of the times always on call. He heard a rather loud knock on his door; he turned around and opened the door. What happened next shocked him and he landed on the floor as the sobbing weep of his friend flung at him. "Yugi? Yug' look at me. What's wrong? Buddy?" He grabbed his smaller friend by the shoulders and looked him in the eye. His usually innocent big adorable amethyst eyes were bloodshot and downcast.
"Oh, Jou it's horrible. Ryou, he's in pain. So much pain he's crying out every five minutes. He can't even form a coherent sentence. Please help...you have to please." He was hard crying then he was before. Jou's mind quickly went to work.
"What else is wrong with him anything significant?"
"He keeps, he keeps holding his head. And his voice when he does cry out sounds so... painful it's horrible. We have to help!" Jou rubbed soothing patterns in his friends back as he took in the information fed to him.
"Shh, Yugi I'll help him I know I can. Just don't you worry." Jou stood leaving the shaking boy on the floor of his shop as he looked out the window. The night was clearly, save for the few clouds hovering the vibrant full moon. Sighing he bristled at the fact that his childhood friend would never tell him everything, but then reprimanded himself for being hypocritical. He went to work right after grabbing a bottle of vodka, some strange thorny plant, his porcelain utensils and a silver flask that he filled with the alcohol. Grabbing a syringe and his "special" bag he grabbed Yugi and ran half way across town to his childhood friend's house. He picked up speed; he didn't have a lot of time left especially if anyone else was there.
The pain, the pain. He's whole body seem to on fire yet freezing at the same time. HE was being ripped apart but he's skin seemed to contracting. It hurt; it hurt so much too much. He couldn't take it, he wanted it to end, he wanted the pain to go away, he wanted to be let loose, and YES! He wanted to be free, free of his clothes, society's restrictions he wanted out. And he wanted out NOW! His scream left his throat as an almost blood thirsty growl.
The painful scream reached his ears all too clearly as he reached his friend's door. He kicked open the heavy wooden door, leaving it unlocked for the trailing Yugi.
"JOU!" A voice called out from the living room, seemingly struggling with something or most likely someone. "I'm in the living room. Ryou's freaking out." With little hesitation Jou was on the move through the house and into the living room. There he saw Malik sitting on Ryou's back trying to steady him while the latter boy was thrashing around like a crazed dog.
"Hold him." Jou said quickly pulling out the thorny plant and proceeding to grind it into a thin powder. He took out a glass medicine bottle filled with a hot liquid. He added the powder to the liquid, and filled the syringe. Ryou continued to get more violent, Malik was having a hard time restraining him. Jou grabbing the needle in between his teeth he jumped on Ryou's shoulders holding his head with his knees. Quickly he uncapped the needles and held it in one hand while the other hand he used to flip so Ryou's head was facing sideways. He could see the pointing of the ears and starting the elongating of his canines. Without more thinking then finding the right point in the boy's neck, Jou injected his friend with a resistant. The boy was still fighting and jumping but they slowly ebbed down to a mere twitch. Jou sighed, but knew his job wasn't done yet. Sliding off his friends back and motioning for Malik to do so as well he flipped Ryou over so he was on his back he propped the poor kid up. He looked around the room for his bag and spotted his tri colored haired friend standing at the doorway shaking.
"Is...Is...Is he...alive?" He asked meekly.
"Don't worry, Ryou will be just fine. Now, Malik can you grab me the flask in my bag." He asked, not trusting Yugi not to find anything that could jeopardize him, or at the moment Ryou. Yes, Yugi is a great guy, but he trusts everyone and if he told anyone what he knew about Jou, say hello to the Salem project all over again.
"Here you go Jou, is fluffy Ryou-kun going to be alright pretty Jou-kun?" Malik worried as he handed the flask to Jou just to get it pushed back.
"Yeah, in any minute he'll spring back to life. Make him drink that for me please, I have to hold his head." Jou instructed, Malik followed wordlessly, till the strong scent assaulted his nose.
"Agh, Jou is that vodka? Are you sure that's what fluffy Ryou-kun needs?" He answered pouring the rest of it down the boy's throat.
"I told you, I cure it all. It's-" just then Ryou shoot up breathing deeply. "exactly, what Ryou needs is a little boost to shock his system and what's a better shock then the burn of Vodka." 'Or in this case alcohol penetrated with sliver.' He finished to himself. "Ryou, take care. I want you in my shop first thing in the morning, NO excuses." Jou sounded tough as he grabbed all his stuff and walked to the door. "Ryou, Yugi." He nodded to the two, then looking at Malik he asked. "You ready to go?" Seeing the other boy's yawn as he nodded he turned smiling at his two friends. "Ja you two." He called along with Malik.
"JA NE JOU! ARIGATOO" The two non-blond boys waved them off.
The next morning after Malik and Jou were up talking last night, Jou rose and went to his medical office/shop early, sunrise. "Have a good day and remember from bruises, cuts, illness, and falls. I cure it all." He sent off his 5th costumer in the last hour out. It was busy as usually and plus he has to deal with a most likely confused Ryou. He heard the shop door open, and speak of the devil.
"Hi, Jou-kun." The near albino yawned.
"Ryou, spend last night staring at the beautiful moon lit sky?" Jou nodded flipping the sign on his door as he led Ryou to the back of his shop. Into his parlor, where Malik was waiting.
"Umm, umm where yeah." Ryou stuttered.
"We want to talk about last night." Malik spoke for the first time.
"As do I, what did you give me last night?" Ryou asked.
"Wolf's bane." Jou answered showing the thorny plant.
"But-But isn't that-" Ryou asked but was cut off by Malik.
"Ryou, did you know you were a Were?"
Look at me...rolling out the ficcies eh ? >> Wow, this fic is old...It's from this contest on Spazzpuppy a yahoo group...and I'm like... w/e let's see if I can get any fed back here...