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The shippings are Puzzle, Caste, Death, and Thief.

Bought On the Black Market

Chapter 1

In this world there are two kinds of people. There are slaves and then there are masters. The former of the two are bought and sold to the highest bidder. The people who buy the slaves are demons who belong to the hierarchy. Currently four males were waiting for the auction to begin.

Atem looked at his brother Yami. "Why do we have to wait so long? This is starting to bore me."

Yami rolled his eyes, "You need to have more patience. They need to make sure the slaves are ready first."

Pouting, Atem crossed his arms and looked over at Bakura and Malik. Malik was creeping up behind Bakura, his blond hair sticking out at crazy angles. "Fluffy, you gonna let me pick first this time? You promised I could pick first this time."

"I told you not to call me that in public," Bakura hissed, his anger flaring at the pet name. "And yes you can pick first."

"Yaaaay! I get to pick first! Thank you Fluffy!" Malik crowed, ignoring the warning and hugging Bakura tightly.

"Careful, I bite," he warned, a small smirk on his lips.

Malik smirked and looked eagerly at the dais, waiting for the slaves to be brought out.

The auctioneer brought out the slaves. They're chained up of course. Bakura licked his lips, spying a sexy blonde he definitely wanted. Yami spotted a neko, raising a brow as he thought the runt was exotic.

Atem's eyes perked up at a bigger, more muscular Bakura. He'd fight for that one. Malik saw a baby Bakura and he clapped, leaning over to Bakura he grinned. "I can have a baby you!"

Bakura's brow twitched, "Yes, you do I suppose. I'll be getting a baby you as well."

"See something you like?" Yami asked his brother.

Malik giggled maniacally. Atem simply looked at Yami. "Perhaps." He wasn't giving anything away...he wanted that gorgeous whitenette, and he was going to get him.

Bakura shook his head, "It looks like they're starting. Might as well attempt to get what I want."

Yami smirked, "Good luck, Atem."

Shouts rang out of amounts being paid for the slaves. Although in the end after a little struggle the four males were able to purchase the slaves they wanted.

\/\/\/

Malik rushed the stage as soon as it was done, scooping up the baby Bakura.

Ryou looked up, his innocent doe eyes tinged with fear. He's supposed to refer to this person as his master, but he thought this person didn't seem right.

"What's your name, baby Bakura?" Malik asked, carrying his prize off towards his home

"R-Ryou," he answered quietly, averting his gaze from the blonde.

"R-Ryou baby Bakura. That's cute. So, I'm gonna take you home, and you can call me Malik. I don't like the Master business." He kept walking as he chattered.

"O-Oh, alright," he agreed, a bit nervous although not minding being carried since he's still restrained to the shackles.

Getting back to his home, Malik sat Ryou on the couch. "I'm going to take off the shackles, okay? But I bought you, and I really like you, and you are cute and fluffy. But if you run...I will cut you." Malik's eyes turned dark.

Ryou whimpered. When afraid he shapeshifts into a bunny.

Malik gently took the shackles off, then picked up bunny Ryou. "Awww, you are adorable! Are you hungry?" Bright, chirpy talk returning.

"Um, yeah," Ryou replied, blushing as he hadn't meant to do that although it had been on reflex.

Malik took Ryou into the kitchen. Sitting Ryou down on the table, he started rummaging in the cabinets. "So...chef salad?" He started pulling out lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, bacon bits, and a cucumber.

"That sounds good," he replied, looking around the room.

It was decorated in bright purples and golds, almost bordering on garish. Getting plates, silverware and cups out, he sat down the items, pulling out chalices. Pulling out a bottle of wine, he poured some in each. "Eat R-Ryou."

Ryou scowled, "There's not an extra R. I just did that because I was afraid."

"Oh! Okay Ryou. Don't be afraid of me. I won't hurt you. What we do will be fun!" The maniac glint was back in Malik's eye. "Maybe I can even let you visit your friends after my friends have had some time with them."

Ryou gulped, "Um, alright then."

He hesitantly shifted back to normal, moving to sit in the unoccupied chair.

Malik had laid out a fork for Ryou, but Malik used a dagger, stabbing the food and eating it

Ryou was a little nervous at seeing Malik using a knife on his food. He reluctantly ate. He didn't bother with the chalice. He didn't really trust Malik yet.

"Not thirsty? Okay." Malik chugged Ryou's wine. When finished, he picked Ryou up and took him to a room. "This is your room. You're new. Don't leave without my permission. After I trust you, I will let you roam more." Eyes darkening, "If you leave, I will cut you." Smiling, Malik patted Ryou on the head. "There's a bathroom attached. Good night!" He left, closing the door and locking it from the outside.

"Great, now I'm locked in here," Ryou muttered under his breath, sighing as he went to go wash up before going to sleep.

\/\/\/

Yugi was pissed at being sold as a slave. He wasn't a slave. Growling, he crossed his arms and refused to look up when he heard he was sold.

Yami sauntered up to the stage. He grabbed his chosen slave, picking Yugi up into his arms.

"You're coming with me," he told him. "See you at home, Atem."

Yugi hissed, clawing at Yami.

"Aw, that's adorable," he smirked, not letting him go. "You should be careful."

Mewling angrily, Yugi kept clawing. He needed just one chance and he could escape.

"Perhaps I'll need to declaw you, kitten," he said, not minding the pinpricks of pain as he brought Yugi home.

Yugi continued to mewl angrily, low, clawing and climbing and trying to get away from the bastard who bought him.

Yami didn't let him go. He placed him down inside of the house. It's lavishly furnished in colors of crimson, black, and gold colors. Yami didn't unchain him. He wouldn't give Yugi freedom until he trusted him more.

"Are you hungry? Or should I fetch you some milk from the fridge?" he teased, amused at how feisty this pipsqueak was proving to be.

Yugi just glared at the bastard. Narrowing his eyes, he turned his back on the bastard and started cleaning his paw.

Yeech. Hair in his throat. Seeing a shoe, Yugi threw up the hairball in the shoe.

Yami sighed. He went to the kitchen. He grabbed a bowl, pouring some milk and cream into it. He also had some cake and placed it on a plate. He came back. He placed the two things near Yugi.

"There," he pouted. "At least eat and drink. I didn't do anything to it if that's what you're worried about. Although if you're good I'll let you go see your friends. You won't be allowed to roam free until I trust you won't try to escape."

Yugi turned around, ignoring the food and drink. "I don't trust you, you prick." Angry at how attractive this bastard was, Yugi proceeded, "You want me to trust you, let me go see my friends...specifically Ryou. Marik and Akefia can take care of themselves, but not Ryou."

"If you're good I will," he assured, frowning as he thought Yugi would accept the food and drink.

Yugi transformed fully into cat form and turned his face from the bastard, prancing off and crawling on a rug in a corner, not touching the food or drink.

Yami sighed. He scratched Yugi behind the ears, taking off the chains.

Yugi hissed, tail puffing out, reaching out to claw at Yami.

Yami frowned. He thought cats liked being scratched behind the ears.

Yugi frowned. He was perceptive and could tell the bastard was confused. "You don't get it do you? I don't like you. You bought me, taking away my freedom, and taking me from the family I have known. You bring me to a strange house. I have no idea of your intent, but I can imagine. I'm not a stray cat that will just roll on my belly because you petted me. You didn't rescue me, you enslaved me."

Yami sighed, "Yes, I know that. I can at least try to be pleasant with you."

"Seriously? You've gotta be fucking kidding me. You are my owner. I won't call you that other name. I fully expect you to burn my fur or rape me. So forgive me if I don't believe you are Santa Claus." Yugi huffed.

Yami smiled slightly, amused by the kitten, "Well, that's the fun part of keeping you in the dark about my intentions. Besides I'm not a rapist or torture whoever is my pet. You might see one of your friends. I think my brother is bringing one of them home with him."

"Hmph." Yugi tucked his nose in his tail, curled in a ball, trying to rest but keeping an eye on the door. He was pissed. His owner was hot, under normal circumstances, he would be attracted to him...hell, he was attracted to him. But that didn't matter now, he was a prisoner. Closing his eyes, he refused to cry at the despair that filled him.

Yami let him be for now. He knew if he pushed too much he wouldn't get anywhere.

\/\/\/

Atem walked up to his property. "What's your name, handsome?" Atem purred.

Akefia raised a brow, looking him up and down. He blushed, not used to being hit on. His gray eyes hardened.

"Akefia Touzoku," he replied.

"I'm Atem. I'll carry you if I must, but I'd rather you walked with me."

"Very well then," he muttered, getting onto his feet as he followed the other male.

Walking Akefia towards the house, Atem eyed Akefia. "Now, I need to figure out what to do with you. What are you good at?"

"You'll find out," he replied, slightly smirking. "Though I'd think the auctioneer would've informed you."

Atem raised an eyebrow. "He did. But he didn't say if you were good at it or not...but I assume you are, which is why you are still shackled and I am still holding the chain, Chameleon." A small smirk played at his lips.

"Good," he said simply. "So you going to unchain me or not?"

"Nope. What would stop you from running off?"

"I'm not telling you shit," he glared daggers. "Not calling you Master either so you can go fuck off."

Atem smirked. "Good, I like spirit. You are a tough guy, huh? Well, we'll see exactly how tough you are." Licking his bottom lip, he smirked. "And, you really can't win. Whimpers turn me on, as does a tough guy taking it and being a manly man. So I win either way."

"You would have to be able to find me first," he hissed, anger flaring as he strained at the chains, glaring daggers at him.

"Won't be that hard. I like to tie my bottom down." Atem had a fiendish gleam in his eye

Akefia glowered, "I hope you die soon."

"Unlikely to happen. Here, home sweet home." He opened the door upon the foyer.

"Unchain me, you son of a bitch," Akefia growled, pissed off as he was taken inside.

Yugi jumped up, trotting over to Akefia and jumping in his arms, purring and head butting Akefia.

"Hey squirt," Akefia hugged the kitten. "You ok?"

"No, the bastard bought me. You okay?" Rubbing his cheek against Akefia's cheek. Atem watched the situation mildly amused.

"That bastard bought me," Akefia pointed to Atem with the middle finger, flipping him off before he went back to just holding Yugi. "Apparently he plans to rape me. Just peachy, but at least you're not hurt."

Yugi growled deeply, eyes blackening as he looked at Atem. Atem just smirked. "You can't rape the willing. In the end, you'll ask for it."

Akefia pat Yugi's head, glaring murderously at Atem, "Like I told you before I hope you die soon."

"That would be terrible if he did," Yami mused. "Welcome home, Atem."

Atem smirked. "Reunion over. C'mon Chameleon," Atem tugged at the chain as Yugi launched himself out of Akefia's arms at Atem, claws bared.

Yami pushed his brother out of the way. He didn't like Atem's methods, but he knew not to question him. He took the blow.

Yugi ripped into Yami's arm. At seeing it was the wrong person, he jumped off Yami. Sitting down, he tilted his head in confusion. Atem clucked at Yami. "Better train your pet better. None of you would have liked the result if I would have been scratched." Walking off to a room, he tugged Akefia after him.

Akefia narrowed his eyes, not pleased at all. He shared a look with Yugi, silently telling him to behave himself. He knew the runt would be ok, but he'd still worry.

Atem drug Akefia to a room with a bed in it. "Now, I'll make you a deal...a deal I've made with all my past slaves. Ready to listen?" Eyes twinkling as he eyed Akefia like a pawn in a chess match.

"No, not really," he admitted, scratching the side of his face where his scar was. "You can go fuck yourself in a corner for all I care."

"Even if this deal would ensure your freedom?"

"I'm not interested in freedom if Yugi's still here," he answered simply.

"Alright, I will guarantee your freedom and Yugi's, if you play my game. And before you ask, Yami is my younger brother and he does as I...request. He will release Yugi, if Yugi chooses to leave. My brother is charismatic...he may win Yugi over."

"I doubt that," Akefia muttered. "What's the game? I'm pretty sure you were about to say your brother does as you say."

"My brother has his own free will. He chooses to respect his elder brother. He does not 'do as I say' but rather listens to my request and agrees with the logic in it. In any event, if you can prove to me that you can withstand my...tests, I will let you and Yugi go free. There will be no rape. I would never lower myself to forcing sex on someone...I can willingly get it. Although you are the most handsome man I've ever seen." Atem had a thoughtful, if somewhat regal, look on his face.

"That's the same thing," Akefia rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I'm not agreeing to this without hearing what your bloody tests are first."

"Physical torture," Atem stated simply, looking Akefia straight in the eyes. "No one has ever withstood what I have given. And no, I have never killed anyone from it either."

"You could be lying to me so no," Akefia said, glaring daggers at him.

"That's fine. I'll torture you either way. I was just giving you a pleasant alternative. This way would allow you to win your freedom. You resisting will just encourage me breaking you."

"Try it then. You won't succeed," Akefia challenged him.

Atem smirked. "Challenge accepted. However, it is you who will not succeed. Well,..." Atem sniffed, "since you didn't take me up on my offer, poor, poor Yugi, I'll have to chain you to the bed." He jerked Akefia over to the bed and secured the chains in the wall. "Sleep well tonight...you won't be sleeping well after that." Atem walked over to a side bed and laid down, keeping Akefia in his sights after turning out the lights.

Akefia huffed. He turned on his side with some difficulty. He had his back to him. He'll try to get some sleep.

\/\/\/

Bakura smirked, "It's your lucky day, princess. You get me."

He grabbed Marik's chain, dragging him. He hoped Malik didn't get into trouble. He knew it wasn't the best idea to let him go home first before him.

Marik tripped trying to keep up. He kept his head down and quiet. He didn't want his master to be displeased with him. He remembered what happened the last time someone was displeased with him...wincing at the memory, he tripped and fell.

Bakura picked him up into his arms, carrying Marik bridal style, "Come on, let's get you home. Malik and his slave will be waiting."

He began to walk again, moving a bit quicker with his pet secure in his grasp.

Nodding, Marik kept his eyes down. "Yes, Master. I'm sorry for troubling you."

"You didn't," he said simply, continuing to walk until he entered the house he shared with Malik. "Hey, psycho. You here or not?"

"Of coooourse!" Malik came out. "OOooo, you did get a baby me! How cute is he!" Looking Marik over, but not touching, he smiled at Bakura. "Did you know my baby Bakura turns into a bunny! Bwah ha aha...baby Bakura bunny!" Malik started laughing maniacally as Marik instinctively leaned in a bit closer to Bakura.

Bakura smirked, "Yes, well that one is a shapeshifter. You'll get used to him shifting in and out. Don't worry about Malik. He's usually harmless."

Marik kept his eyes down and nodded. Malik looked at Bakura. "Fluffy, does he talk? Or is he mute?"

"He talks," Bakura said simply. "Where's your pet?"

"I put him in the room after feeding him to give him some time to adjust. I'll play with him later." Malik giggled.

"Good," he smirked, keeping Marik in his arms as he's rather possessive when it comes to what belongs to him, walking to the other room they have set aside for pets, putting Marik down on his feet. "This is your room. Try to leave the house without permission and I will hurt you. Got it?"

Marik kept looking down. "Yes, Master. I wouldn't try to leave. You own me now."

Bakura patted his head gently, ruffling his hair lightly, "Good boy. Rest for now. I'll bring you some food in a bit."

"Y..yes sir. Um...Master, may I ask about the branding?" Marik whispered.

"Yes," he obliged, wondering what he needed to know about it.

Letting out a shaky breath, he kept looking down. "C..could it be done first thing in the morning whenever you do it? Last time I had it done, I threw up all over myself. But if you want me to do that, I will, and I will clean it up." Marik's eyes pricked with tears at the humiliation he was feeling. He didn't want to be defeated, but with his past...

Bakura placed a finger under Marik's chin, making him look up at him, "Listen, kid. I do know what happened to you. Branding isn't the only way to prove you're mine. There's biting to mark you as my property."

Marik blushed, nodding. He hadn't really taken a good look at his Master before, but now...oh dear Ra. Marik felt like his loins went up in flames. Averting his eyes, he just nodded again. He had no clue why he was getting aroused at the possibility of this gorgeous man biting him...oh wait...this gorgeous man may bite him...yea, that would do it.

Bakura chuckled lightly at the reaction. He let him go. He went to go fetch Marik some food.

Marik looked around and went and sat on a rug on the floor. He wondered where Ryou was, but wouldn't ask.

He hoped Yugi and Akefia were okay.

\/\/\/

Ryou got up to notice there was another door in the room. He wasn't sure what it led to. Malik hadn't told him about it. He hesitantly opened it, relieved to see Marik on the other side. He rushed over, hugging him.

"Hi," he faintly smiled.

Marik hugged Ryou tightly, smiling genuinely for the first time. "Hey, are you okay?" He pulled back and looked Ryou over.

"Yeah, I'm ok," he sweat dropped. "What about you?"

"I'm fine. I may not get branded. I may get bit." Marik smiled hopefully.

"At least you won't feel too much pain," he said, still worried.

Marik shrugged. "Yea. But...I have to admit...my Master is hot." Marik blushed deeply. "At least he is pleasant to look at when I have to do whatever it is I have to do for him."

"That's good. Mine is kind of...scary in a way. He doesn't seem mentally stable," he admitted nervously.

"Maybe you can be a calming influence on him? You are like that ya know." Marik smiled encouragingly.

"We'll see," he nodded, hoping that might work. "He's still scary though."

"I'm sorry, Ryou." Marik said genuinely. "Just...don't try to set him off. Maybe that will help."

"That's what I've been doing so far," he told him. "Um, he mentioned having fun later. Do you know what he means by that?"

"Um, sex or torture I would guess. That's what my previous masters meant."

"Oh," Ryou looked down, not liking the sound of that.

"I'm sorry, Ry. But you knew when you were sold into this life, you weren't going to remain a virgin forever."

"I know," he muttered, biting his lip.

"Hey! If you tell him you're a virgin, he'll probably be real gentle for your first time. It's a pride thing lots of times for them to take your V." Marik stated helpfully, leaving out his first experience...which was not so gentle.

"I hope so," he murmured, uncertain as he's interacted with Malik and didn't know if he'd be gentle at all with him.

"I know so." Marik stated, false bravado. "You're so sweet; everyone wants to be nice to you. You'll be fine, I promise."

"I...guess. I just don't trust him yet," he told him.

Marik just smiled at Ryou. He didn't know what to say. He didn't trust his master either, but he knew he didn't have a choice, so he accepted it.

Bakura returned with food for Marik. He wasn't quite sure what Marik did and didn't eat, but Malik helped him out. He entered, placing it down.

"Mal', your pet is up," Bakura called out to the blonde, turning his attention to Marik. "Here, you need to be fed."

Marik nodded, keeping his head down and picked up the food and started to daintily eat. "Thank you Master."

"You're welcome," he replied. "My name is Bakura if you were interested in knowing it."

"Thank you Master Bakura, I appreciate it."

"You're welcome," Bakura smiled slightly. "Sleep well."

\/\/\/

The next day, Ryou waited for Malik to open the door. He was a bit nervous. He wasn't sure what the unstable man wanted him to do.

Malik walked in like he owned the place, because...well...he did. Smiling at Ryou with a slightly maniacal look, he said in a sing song voice. "Did you have anything you wanted to do today? Cause I do!"

"Oh?" he asked, nervous at hearing this. "What would that be?"

"Hunting!" He grabbed Ryou up, holding him securely. "I want you to change into a bunny so I can try to find you!"

"Um, ok," Ryou shifted to his bunny form. "What happens if you catch me, Master?"

Malik's eyes gleamed crazily. "I dunno...but it'll be fun! Oh, don't worry; I won't cut you...unless you deserve it. Then I'll cut you. So, if you escape, I will cut you. You can hide, but don't try to leave the housie!"

"O-Oh, ok," Ryou nodded.

Malik closed his eyes. "I'll give you a five start." "One..."

"Got it," he hopped off and went to go find a good hiding place.

He heard Malik finish counting and then Malik started shuffling around, in a sing songy voice. "I think I'm getting cloooooser..."

In a way he was. Ryou hid on Marik, shifting into a smaller bunny.

"Boom, gotcha!" Malik cackled maniacally after several minutes as he threw a dagger into Marik's hair, right past Ryou, nicking Marik's neck and cutting off a piece of Marik's hair. Marik didn't even flinch, the blood trickling slowly down his neck. "I guess I forgot to tell you I am an expert with daggers...the best of all of us demons!" Malik cackled, picking Ryou up and petting him. "Good Ryou, nice hiding spot!"

\/\/\/

Bakura smelled spilled blood. He came, narrowing his eyes at Malik. "I'll deal with you later, idiot." He was pissed and unamused. Ryou pouted at Malik, giving Marik an apologetic look as he hopped down, shifting back.

"Are you ok?" Bakura asked his pet, looking at the wound.

"Yes Master, I'm fine." Marik whispered quietly. "What would you have of me today?" Malik grabbed Ryou and headed out, calling "You did such a find job Bunny, let's go get you some breakfast!" Shutting the door as he left.

Marik kept his eyes on the ground.

"You don't look fine," he grumbled, healing the wound Malik had created on his pet.

"I am sorry, I didn't want to be a bother. I could have taken care of it." Marik whispered. "Please, Master, tell me what you would have of me today. I don't want to be a burden." Marik had learned if he offered to do things, it often went easier on him.

"You aren't a burden," he said simply. "You aren't a bother either. I know your abilities, but you are mine and I take care of what's mine."

"Oh, yes!" Marik's eyes perked up. "What would you like for me to do for you?" Still staring at the ground.

Bakura smirked, cupping Marik's face in his hands. Examining him for a moment before making up his mind. His eyes darkening, he kissed Marik.

Marik kissed him back, tentatively, as he didn't know what Bakura wanted...passive, aggressive, et cetera. He mewled quietly at the kiss, as Bakura was the most gorgeous man Marik had ever seen.

When he pulled back, he licked Marik's lips before releasing him, "Come with me. You need to be fed."

Marik stared up into Bakura's face, forgetting he was supposed to look down, breathing heavily. Quietly, he nodded. "Y...Yes Master Bakura." Realizing he was looking into Bakura's face, he looked down.

"You don't need to look down," he chuckled lightly, taking Marik to the kitchen, his anger gone for the moment.

Marik looked up, guardedly, in case this was a trick. His stomach grumbled, he was hungry. Malik was frying up some eggs, slicing apples, and rinsing some strawberries and blueberries. Looking over his shoulder, he grinned. "Wanna eat with us? We are having eggs and a fruit salad. We had salad last night. Get it, get it?!" Laughing hysterically, he kept cooking, keeping a watchful eye on Ryou, who he had sat in a chair by him. Every once in a while he would pet Ryou's head.

Ryou pouted at being petted. He didn't mind it, but still.

"Yes," Bakura replied, rolling his eyes at Malik being silly. "I'm amazed at times how much energy you have, Malik."

Portioning out the food onto two plates, he gave Bakura one. Malik wasn't going to determine the food serving someone else's pet was going to get. Setting the food on the table, he picked Ryou up and put him on his lap. "Any allergies bunny?"

"No," Ryou blushed, tensing slightly as he wasn't sure what Malik was up to.

"Here, I don't need to eat right now," Bakura muttered, giving Marik his portion. "Same question to you. Any allergies or preferences I should know about?"

Malik grabbed some eggs and offered them to Ryou, serving him. Marik gulped. "Uh..no, I will eat whatever Master provides." Even though Ryou knew that Marik preferred vegetarian meals and fish.

Ryou accepted the offer reluctantly, "Marik, you should just tell him. Remember the last person you had forced you to eat meat."

Grinning, Malik petted Ryou's head. He next picked up some blueberries, offering them to Ryou. Marik's face burned red. "I am fine with whatever Master Bakura feeds me." Marik also remembered the last person also forced urine in his mouth when Marik displeased him.

Meat was a better alternative than urine.

Ryou ate what Malik gave him, glaring lightly at Marik, his bunny ears twitching in annoyance, "Just tell him."

"Drop it, Ryou." Marik glared. He hadn't told Ryou what his punishments were. It was easier on Ryou. Everyone thought he was so adorable and sweet and his accent made him even more so. Marik always seemed to be the one that everyone wanted to kick, even when he was down. He didn't know why. He tried to do good. But he did have a rebellious side...emphasis on did. That was beaten out of him with his last master.

"F-Fine," he looked down, biting his lip as tears pricked at the corners of his eyes.

"Hey, Fluffy. Control your pet. He's making my pet cry." Malik glared in annoyance, picking up Ryou and the plate and stalking off into his bedroom.

\/\/\/

Ryou wasn't sure what to do. He felt upset as he had just been trying to help. He hugged Malik since he was the only source of comfort he had. Though he didn't know if the insane person would give it.

Malik opened his eyes big, freezing. Someone was hugging him? What the hell? He hadn't been hugged since he was a little...well, hell, he hadn't been hugged ever. At least not properly. He'd been choked, and that was a neck hug, but this was nicer...Gently, he hugged Ryou back securely, breathing in the scent of Ryou's hair. He felt calmer around Ryou...

Ryou smiled sadly. He clung to Malik, relaxing at feeling the blonde return it. He didn't know what else to do. At least he wasn't pushed away or worse like last time.

"Ryou, I promise, if you trust me, I won't hurt you." Malik whispered...the first sane thing he had said since meeting Ryou.

"Thanks," he replied quietly, holding Malik and not letting go anytime soon.

This human touch...this human connection, was too much for Malik. He started rocking quietly, tears slipping down his face as he held onto Ryou tightly. What was this feeling? Was Ryou using him? Ryou must be using him. He wasn't good enough for human companionship. He had been told so over and over and over...

"I'm not using you," he assured as Ryou is a rather perceptive bunny. "At least you accepted it unlike my last master when I needed comforting."

Malik kept holding Ryou. "But...but...no...no..." Malik's eyes closed. "I can be good...I can...I can get...I'm a good boy..." He kept rocking, a few more silent tears down his cheeks.

"It's ok, Malik," Ryou said gently, nuzzling his cheek.

Malik kept his eyes shut, rocking. Malik fought the darkness, but he went back there...back to that place...back to that man. The man who beat him, who raped him, who told him he wasn't a good boy, wasn't a good man...wasn't a man. If Malik was a man, he would be able to keep the man off of him, keep the man from fucking him, keep the man from hurting him. The man hurt Malik. He made Malik bleed. He told Malik he didn't love him. How could he love Malik when Malik was a pussy and a sissy? How no one would ever love Malik, since the man, Malik's own dad, didn't love him.

"Be who you are and want, Malik. Hiding because of the past won't help the present," he said softly, continuing to nuzzle him.

"No, no, no, no..." Malik whimpered, holding Ryou tighter.

"Malik, let it go," he said softly. "He can't hurt you now. You have Bakura to protect you."

"No. No. Daddy beat me, Daddy made me bleed, Daddy told me I wasn't a good boy, but I was...I was...I just wasn't strong. But I'm strong now...I am...I'm not a pussy...I'm not a sissy...I can't be raped anymore. I'm a good boy." Malik's head was starting to hurt from the pressure of his eyes squeezed shut. He was starting to pet Ryou's hair.

Ryou cupped Malik's cheeks in his hands, "Let it go, Malik. Then open your eyes for me please."

Malik slowly opened his eyes, a crazed look in them. "No. NO. No." Getting up, he started disentangling himself from Ryou.

Ryou didn't let him go, "Malik, you said you're strong right?"

"Oh, hi bunny! When did you get in here?!" Malik grinned crazily, petting Ryou's hair.

"Um, I've been here for a while," Ryou pouted.

"Ooh, that's nice." Malik knew Ryou had been there, but he couldn't deal with knowing that Ryou had seen a weakness. "So, let's go to town and get you clothes! I gotta put the shackles back on you so you don't run. Remember, if you run I cut you!" Malik stated in a sing song voice.

"Um, yes I recall you telling me that," he sweat dropped.

Slipping the shackles on Ryou, Malik got up and took him to town where he bought him a new wardrobe, some adornments, and really anything that he saw or thought he saw catch Ryou's eye. Malik was extravagant, never stingy with gifts. And for some reason, he really wanted to please his pet and make his pet happy.

Ryou liked being out of the house. He felt like he trusted Malik a little with how he had shown him a weakness. He wanted to help Malik, but didn't know how.

\/\/\/

Marik had quietly kept eating after Ryou left. He felt bad for making Ryou upset, but he really didn't need more urine in the face.

"So...what was the rabbit trying to get you to tell me?" Bakura teased his pet, watching him eat.

"Nothing." Marik stated quietly, reverting to his safe posture of looking down and kind of curling in on himself.

"Doesn't sound like it," he muttered, but decided not to push him too hard since Marik has been obedient.

Marik finished eating, less than half of each, then quietly put his hands in his lap, waiting for his orders.

"Did you get enough?" he asked.

"Yes Master Bakura, thank you." Marik was starting to get nervous. Bakura was being way to patient and kind.

"Good," he said, noticing Marik ate half, getting up to grab something quick to eat. "We can stay in or go out. What do you want?"

"Whatever you want Master Bakura." Marik was starting to shake. He was scared. He knew he was about to fuck up and bad.

"Which would you prefer?" He asked, frowning at seeing Marik nervous. "I am a bastard, but I'm not heartless. You haven't provoked me so far. Malik on the other hand...well I'll deal with that idiot later."

"M...Master...I really don't care. Pl...please, just...please let me know the rules so I know how to act. My ex Mistress Anzu didn't tell me the rules, so I didn't know how to not get punished." Marik's teeth were starting to chatter.

"Oh, you mean that bitch?" Bakura growled. "If it eases your worries I did kill her at hearing what she did. Even I have limits. Rules...well don't escape or I will hurt you. Going outside you'll need the shackles on. Though that's if and when we do."

"Yes, Master Bakura. Of course. I would never try to escape. I am yours and yours only. Of course you wouldn't trust me so you would put shackles on me." Marik's shakes started to ease a bit

Bakura wrapped an arm around him, "Good."

"C...can I ask what the punishments are? If that is out of my place, I beg forgiveness."

"It's fine. You have a right to know," he smirked deviously. "If you try to escape I will hurt you in any way I see fit. Normally it's physical punishment."

Marik nodded. "O...Of course. And I swear to you Master, I will not try to escape."

"I'm sure you won't, but it's good to be cautious about new slaves," he mused. "Most don't last long, but you prove promising."

"Yes sir. If I may, is it possible I may rummage for something to fix my shoe with?" He motioned to his shoe, which had a gaping hole in the bottom and looked to be as old as Marik, his toes and heel hanging off the front and back of it.

"Yes, you can explore the house if you want," he assured.

"Thank you Master. I will get approval before fixing my shoe." Marik scurried off, exploring the house and looking for any rubber or cloth or something to put over the hole.

"You don't need my permission to use things, Marik," he muttered, chuckling lightly at his antics.

Marik would still make sure to get permission. He didn't need his mouth filled with feces infested underwear, as happened the last time he "borrowed" something without approval.

Bakura let him do as he pleased. He did the dishes since he knew Malik wouldn't be back until much later.

\/\/\/

Atem opened his eyes. He had dozed, he hadn't really slept. Looking at Akefia, he smirked. This should be fun. He walked up to Akefia. "Morning handsome. Sure you don't want to rethink my offer?" He purred.

"Pretty sure I told you to piss off and die," Akefia grumbled.

"Alright." Atem said pleasantly. Unhooking the chains, he jerked Akefia out of the bed without warning.

Akefia grimaced. He glared daggers at him, clenching his fists. He waited for what he would do.

"Now...where to start...Hmmm..." Looking Akefia over, Atem led him out, without stopping to get food. "Do I want to break you or punish you first?" Looking thoughtfully over Akefia, Atem smirked. "I think I'll do both." Dragging Akefia into a room, he attached the chains to a wall

Akefia tested the chains, seeing how tough they were. He glared at Atem, waiting to see his worst. People had tried and failed to break him.

The chains were solid, demon forged. Atem walked up. "Let's see...you already have scars. Hmmm." Tapping his finger over his lips, Atem pulled a slab out of the wall, various sharp, meticulously clean, gleaming instruments on it. Pulling them out, he looked them over, sizing them up as he compared them to Akefia. Picking up a thin metal rod with a larger head on it looking much like an ice pick, he also picked up a small hammer. "Do you know what this is?" He purred.

"No," he replied, showing no fear or weakness as he knew he wouldn't give this demon that satisfaction.

"Well, it's an orbitoclast; and it is used in a method that is called a lobotomy...I have to take this in through your eye socket or nose, depending on what I am trying to achieve, and then operate on your brain. It's a rather nasty experience I'd rather not relive, but we may eventually come to this." Setting the instruments down, he next picked up a thin scalpel. "And what do you suppose I would use this for? And please, be creative...mundaneness bores me."

"Why do you need to do this?" he asked. "I presume you'd use that to make the cuts you'd need."

"Why do I need to do this? To break you, of course. There are two types of people in this world...Survivors and victims. I refuse to be a victim. I refuse for my pets to be victims either...so better to teach them pain and to survive than to succumb." Walking closer with the scalpel, he studied Akefia. "Now, let's see...it would be obvious to go for the face, but that doesn't hurt much. A true expert starts...elsewhere." Running the scalpel down Akefia's body, he expertly cut of Akefia's shirt, pants, and boxers, leaving him naked.

And without a scratch on him.

Akefia narrowed his eyes at him. He didn't believe this guy when he just cut his clothes off.

"Oh, come now...a captor would not be pleasant. A captor would work to make you vulnerable, scared, and weak. Now...most would expect a cut to a vital place...an artery perhaps. But then your victim bleeds out." Clucking his tongue, he sat the scalpel down on the ledge, picking up a larger scalpel with a wicked hook. "And if you cut someplace sensitive, it can knock your mark out, making the experience less enjoyable." Atem waved the scalpel by Akefia's cock, but not touching it. "But...if you take out certain...areas...you ensure your mark can't leave, but can remain...awake." Stomping on Akefia's left foot, Atem leaned deftly down, slicing Akefia's Achilles tendon, all the way through.

Akefia growled, glaring at him. He didn't cry out or anything. Experiencing pain is what his life has been like. He's used to it. Besides he's not going to show weakness towards the enemy. That would be foolish and he's the furthest thing from a fool.

Atem used a bit of magic to stop the bleeding, smiling appreciatively at Akefia. He did not heal the tendon, so Akefia's ability to walk would be hindered. "Very nice. I appreciate the bravado you exude. Now, moving on..." Atem used a rag to clean the blood off the instrument, setting it on a different ledge. Looking Akefia over, he smirked. "After immobilizing the mark, it would be wise to discern exactly what you would want from said mark. Information? Acceptance? Adoration? Death? And then, of course, proceed accordingly." Atem stared at Akefia, weighing options in his mind.

Akefia glared silently. He wasn't using bravado. He knew not to show weakness. He was doing what his first Master had told him a long time ago. He didn't know what this crazy bastard wanted.

"I think I want you to know, today at least...that I hold your life and death in my hands. Do you know that?" Atem asked.

"And please, do not lie. I would be displeased if you lied."

"Yes, I know," he said. "I would think that's common sense."

"Yes, but I do not believe that you truly understand this, as you have never experienced it...So..." Picking up a large, wickedly sharp vorpal knife, Atem turned to Akefia. "Let me show you." Making one clean, neat slice, he slid the blade across Akefia's neck, from ear to ear, stepping aside to watch Akefia bleed out.

With the cut, Akefia's body was trying to heal the wound as his body was either trying to blend with the blood or the bone. He was confused as he guessed it happened if someone tried to fatally attack him.

"Happy now?" he hissed.

Atem watched, unemotional as Akefia's body worked to heal him. Smiling at this bit of knowledge, but still determined to prove his point, Atem simply stated, "No." And plunged the dagger through Akefia's heart. "I want you to feel the darkness of death."

"Aw, that's cute," Akefia smiled coldly. "I've felt it more times than I can count."

Atem smiled triumphantly. "This is such good information to know. I do not feel like doing a heart crush today, so I suppose we will stop. I will bring you food later." Atem walked out, leaving Akefia there to heal himself, leaving him chained.

"Bitch," he muttered under his breath, irritated at being left changed as he healed although wasn't quick with being a reptile.

\/\/\/

Yugi stretched and woke up, stomach growling. Damnit, he was still here. Sitting up, he looked around and went padding for a bathroom.

Yami was cooking some breakfast. He noticed Atem came out.

"How's it going?" he asked him.

"I found out some very interesting information. So I suppose some of what I endured with Anzu has helped." Atem spat her name like rancid meat.

"That's good," he cracked a small smile at his brother's mood. "Any requests with food?"

"I don't care. Serve your pet and feed mine something. I am too agitated to eat right now."

"Alright then. I'll set some aside for you when you're hungry," he shrugged.

Atem turned to walk away. Stopping, he turned back around. "You think I'm a bastard, don't you?"

"No, you're my brother. I love you no matter what," Yami said simply. "I may not agree with you at times, but we are family."

Atem walked over to Yami. "She wanted you, you know that right? I ran off to her because I knew what she would do. And I didn't want that to happen to you. I'm sorry I underestimated you, but I'm not sorry you didn't have to experience her."

Atem's eyes were sad. What Akefia said about his brother shook him to the core. He loved his brother dearly...the only person he ever loved.

Yami held up a hand, not letting Atem have this pity party about what happened, "She's dead. You're my brother, Atem. I wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you."

Atem frowned. He turned and shuffled out, shoulders slumped. Yugi walked in then, growling at Yami.

"Do you want some food?" he asked the kitten.

"No, I want out of here." Yugi had reverted to the cat form after using the bathroom. He felt safer.

"I'm afraid that isn't possible," he sighed. "I can give you food and some for you to bring to your friend."

Yugi's heart dropped. He dropped his head in despair. "Please, just let me leave." Yugi mewled. He had never been a slave and this captivity was killing him.

"I could let you out, but you'd need a leash," he said simply. "Do you want food or not?"

"Yes, I will take some to Akefia." Yugi whimpered pitifully.

"Good," Yami smiled, placing food onto two plates which consisted of bacon, eggs, French toast, and some fruit before handing them to Yugi.

Yugi took his human form and took one plate. "Thank you, but I'm not hungry. I'll take this to Akefia." He walked out, head bowed with the plate. He could smell Akefia, so he knew where he was.

"This better finish healing soon," Akefia grumbled.

Yugi walked in with the plate. Shutting the door, he looked up and growled. "Did this bastard do this to you?" Yugi growled, rushing over.

"Atem? Yeah," he said, managing to pick the locks as the chains fell off of him. "I'll be ok, kitten."

Yugi gave him the plate of food. "You will heal faster if you eat."

"Yeah, you're right. Thanks," Akefia smiled, eating the food as he was really hungry.

Yugi sat near him, rubbing up against him. "We gotta get out of here." Yugi whimpered.

"Look for weaknesses in the structure or in them," Akefia suggested while he ate.

Yugi's eyes got huge. Smiling, he hugged Akefia. "You are brilliant!" Rushing out, he went back to the kitchen, looking for Yami.

"Did you need something?" Yami asked as he had placed plastic on a plate and put it in the fridge for Atem when he wants food while Yami was at the table, eating and paying bills.

"I...I just wanted to say I am sorry. I am not used to this. But, I don't want to live like this...so, what can I do...within reason, to make it more pleasant?" Yugi gave puppy dog eyes.

Yami raised a brow, interested by this new development. He shrugged.

"Making it more pleasant would be trying to hurt me or my brother," he said simply. "I know Atem is kind of harsh with his methods. I don't agree with them, but he is my brother after all."

Yugi sighed. He had to play this right. "Ok. I won't hurt you or Atem...unless one of you hurt me. Could I please eat my plate, in here with you?"

"Of course," Yami smiled, happy he could improve things.

Yugi smiled, sitting down and eating, as he was starving. He watched Yami as he ate, studying him.

"Um, any reason why you're staring at me?" Yami asked.

"Oh, s...sorry." Yugi blushed. He didn't realize he was staring. He looked away. He was studying for a weakness.

Yami smiled lightly, "It's ok."

He finished the paperwork. He'd need to mail them out later. He finished eating.

"Would you like something to drink?" he asked.

"Sure. Can I get it for you though?"

"It's not necessary," he assured gently. "What would you like?"

"Milk," he admitted shyly.

"With or without cream?" he asked, getting out a cup from the cabinet.

"Cream." He admitted. Looking inquisitively at Yami, he frowned. "Why are you being nice to me? Is it because you are going to rape me or beat me after I trust you?"

Yami scowled, "No, I'm shocked you expect that from me. Those aren't my methods, Yugi."

He poured a glass of milk and mixed in some cream. He walked back to the table, giving it to Yugi.

"Why would you be shocked? I don't know you, and all I've heard from the others, or smelled in this house, is torture and blood." Yugi scowled, but then smiled softly after sniffing the drink...and drank it purring as it was mixed perfectly.

"Well, that's just Atem," he frowned. "Not all masters are the same."

"Really?" Yugi asked quietly. "Marik has been marked, raped, pissed and shit on, and beaten, Ryou just as bad but he won't talk about it, and Akefia has been almost killed several times. So...who is the good master?" Yugi growled.

"There aren't many of us," Yami admitted, sighing as he knew there were a lot of cruel people.

"You just don't get it. Taking someone's freedom, making them be 'yours'...that's cruel in and of itself. So...all masters are cruel." Yugi stared at Yami, no malice in his face, just resignation.

Yami sighed, "I suppose you are right. It's just the way of our world unfortunately."

"Then change it." Yugi challenged.

"I'm not sure how," he sighed, frowning. "It's just how it is."

"Why did you buy me?"

"Hmm?" he raised a brow, blushing slightly. "Um, well I like cats."

Yugi raised an eyebrow, noting the blush. Standing up, he walked over to Yami slowly. "Why do I think you were thinking of more than just buying me to lay in the sun and chase cat toys?"

"Because you're a special type of cat," he was still blushing, he scratched the back of his neck. "Besides I've tried having normal cats and uh...well Atem doesn't react kindly to them."

The lightbulb went off in Yugi's head. Kneeling in front of Yami, putting a hand on each knee, he looked up at Yami through his eyelashes. Squeezing his knees lightly, Yugi purred up at him. "Well, if you are going to keep me, perhaps we can have some fun. Do you have a girlfriend or a boyfriend?"

"N-No," he blushed, feeling flustered by the kitten's actions.

"Really? Well..." Yugi scooted closer in between Yami's legs, leaning up. "Do you find me attractive?" Yugi purred.

"Um, yeah," he admitted.

Yugi smirked. "Well..." He ran his fingers up Yami's chest. If he could get Yami on his side...maybe he could find out a weakness easier and get an escape for himself, Akefia and the others. Yami could be formidable, Yugi thought...if he needed to. Yugi just needed to get Yami on his side. Rubbing his cheek on Yami's, lips by Yami's ear, he whispered. "I don't understand why you had to buy a lover...you are gorgeous, and I'm sure women and men are falling at your feet." He breathed into Yami's ear.

Yami shivered, "I don't know about that. I've had some people attracted to me, but it was never given back before."

"And why is that?" Yugi whispered, giving a light kiss to Yami's neck.

"No one really attracted me before," he admitted, his cheeks hot and flushed as red as a tomato.

Pulling back, Yugi hovered his lips over Yami's, not touching them. "Well, you are gorgeous. Why don't we go upstairs and I can show you how gorgeous you are?" He flicked his tongue over Yami's lips.

Yami blushed, "A-Alright, if that's what you want, Yugi."

Smirking, Yugi nodded. Standing, he offered a hand out.

Yami accepted it. He was still rather flustered. No one had ever made him this way before. It was new and he liked it.

Yugi took Yami to the stairs. "Where's your room?"

"Third on the right," he replied.

Opening the door and pulling Yami in, he smirked. "Do you want to undress, or do you want me to undress you?"

"I'll do it," he replied, taking his clothes off.

Yugi waggled his eyebrows, taking in a deep breath. This guy was gorgeous! Well, at least he could have fun playing his mark. Pulling Yami to the bed, he gently pushed him on the bed, crawling over him.

Yami blushed. He smiled nervously, liking the feeling of a neko crawling all over him. He wrapped his arms around Yugi.

"You want me in cat form or human form?" Yugi whispered as he kissed Yami's neck.

"Whatever will be easier for you," Yami blushed.

"Well, with what I have planned...human." Yugi smirked, kissing slowly all over Yami's neck and chest, light peppering kisses.

Yami scratched Yugi behind the ears. He thought that would be pleasing to the neko. He was blushing like a ripe tomato.

Yugi did purr, he liked his ears being petted, Running his tongue over Yami's collarbone, kissing down to Yami's abdomen, he looked up at Yami, purring.

Yami shivered. He looked back down; glad he was able to please Yugi a bit during this.

Yugi smirked, running his fingers down Yami's thighs, looking to see if Yami was indeed attracted to him.

Yami shivered again. He felt himself hardening just from the kitten's touch. He liked it.

Yugi leaned down, kissing and nipping gently on Yami's thighs, ignoring the obvious evidence of Yami's enjoyment.

Yami moaned lightly. The feeling of Yugi's lips felt so good against his flesh. He arched his back, wanting more.

Yugi meticulously peppered Yami's abdomen and thighs with kisses, avoiding anything else. "What do you want?" He purred, kissing right below Yami's belly button.

"I want you," Yami breathed out, sheepish at admitting this as he wasn't really experienced with this even though he should be.

Yugi stopped, blinking fast, breath hitching in his throat. Mentally shaking this off, he went back to the job at hand. Slipping his mouth over Yami's cock, he took the full length, running his tongue along the shaft as he started sucking.

"Yugi," he breathed out, enjoying the sensations it brought onto him, letting Yugi do as he pleased with his cock, his eyes darkening slightly.

Yugi felt fire flow down his loins and he hardened at hearing the name breathed out of those sensuous lips. Refocusing on the task at hand, he worked Yami to climax. The goal was to get Yami to fall for him, not for Yugi to fall for Yami. So no sex for Yugi...his goal is to please Yami and get Yami wrapped around his paw.

Yami moaned. He was getting close. His hands roamed over Yugi's body, trying to reciprocate the pleasure.

Yugi kept skirting just out of way. He couldn't afford to lose focus on the task at hand. Akefia, Marik, and Ryou needed him. He worked Yami's dick harder, swirling and sucking to bring Yami to climax.

Yami moaned loudly. His cock releasing into Yugi's mouth. It felt wonderful. He panted, trying to regain his breath.

Yugi licked it all, taking it in. Licking and cleaning Yami's sensitive cock, he turned into a cat and curled up on the bed next to Yami. "We can sleep now." Yugi was uncomfortably aroused, which is why he again transformed into his safe zone of being a cat.

"Yeah," he murmured, holding the cat gently as he drifted off to a nap with his pet.

A/N: Yays! That's the end of chappie one! We hope ya'll enjoyed! We'll be working on the next one shortly. Just be patient, ok? A big and sincere thank you goes to Jofisk. We really do appreciate you editing for us.

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