私の永遠の暗さ Watashi no eien no kurasa わたしのえいえんのくらさ
My Eternal Darkness
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!, GX, or 5D's. They are affiliated with the great Kazuki Takahashi and wonderful Naoyuki Kageyama that brought them to life. ;3
Main Pairing: Haou (Judai) x Johan: Semi-Dark Spiritshipping (Well since there is no Yubel Johan. XD Just plain-old-awesome Yubel. Meh.) Other pairings will be mentioned as they come. (Like, oh I don't know…some nice Soul(Star)shipping maybe? Heh heh.)
Rating: T. But I will have it set on M since it will eventually lead to that. What with it being already dark as it is. Heh.
Warning: Well, we all already know its yaoi. (Duh). Dark themes such as: torture, "mild" language, taboos that shall be deliciously exploited ;D, Non-con (basically mentions of rape), supernatural phenomenon, a few name-crossing between Jap and Eng (you'll see), crazy spin-off myths and legends, and the usual "cliché" emotional baggage that comes with falling in love. ;P
Author's Note: Heeeeey, minna-san! ^^ I know I really shouldn't be even thinking of posting another fic when I have so many already…oh well, sue me. ;3 This story had been sitting in my laptop festering for nearly a year now. I felt it was time to let it out to grow, prolific, and infect the minds of all you wonderful readers.Yay! Lol. This will be the darkest fic I've ever written (even more so than You Make Me Violate You), along with it being the utter opposite of my usual fics too…you'll know when you get further dragged down into it. Meh. So let's see how it'll play shall we? Heh. Ah, and forgive me for the shortness and somewhat boringness of this prologue. I promise it'll get longer and "adventuress" (and hawt) as it unravels itself. ;D
Anyhoo, without further a due: I hope this AU tale of love, blood, passion, and lust enthralls you all in its dark spiraling abyss. ^-^
Read and oh-so-definitely enjoy. =3
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This was it. This was the moment he'd been waiting for. And yet…
"Are you sure? What if—?" Suddenly, a pair of lips silenced him, drowning him as arms wrapped around his form; trapping him in his embrace. A slick tongue slipped through his parted lips, probing the lining of his mouth. Automatically, like as if enrooted in his being, his own arms encircled the other's neck; hands burying themselves in dark unruly hair. Moaning was heard and he found that it was coming from his own throat as he realized how relaxed and completely vulnerable he was in his lover's arms…How easy it was for him to simply do as he pleased.
"I promised you. I will protect you with my life." His voice was rich and velvet as he trailed kisses down the boy's neck, feeling that amazing pull drawing him to that creamy white skin—to this delicious boy. Yes a very very delicious boy…Hmm, and the way he tasted…exquisite. He growled in hunger as his tongue traced an imaginable pattern on his beloved's skin; the poor boy's heart beat thumping faster through his throbbing pulse. 'Mine. You are entirely mine.' Kissing the vein gingerly, glowing eyes flashed as lust swarmed in their depths. "You know I will not do this unless you permit me to." He whispered, grinning at the small shudder that ran down the other's back. "I will give you whatever you desire. Just say it and it will be yours." He nuzzled light tresses of hair, sighing in bliss.
Light glossy eyes locked with glowing ones as the boy finally nodded his head, gripping the front of his shirt. "Y-yes…I want this…please." The two stared deeply at one another. The world around them evaporating, leaving the two only aware of each other. Slowly, with graceful movements, he drowned him in another burning kiss, crushing him further in his arms. 'God…oh god.' Moaning, he trembled as he felt himself relax once again, waiting…waiting for this moment.
He grinned before tenderly kissing his way down to the other's neck. With slow meticulous care, he gnawed, licked, bit, and sucked his sweet dove's neck; feeling his throbbing arousal ache in desperate need. Growling, he kissed the pulsing vein before whispering, "Are you sure?" It was his turn to ask, swirling mix of concern and…something else.
"Yes." He breathed, drifting his eyes shut in anticipation. He gripped on his lover's shirt, sucking in a shaky gulp of air. "Please…"
Glowing eyes closed in understanding; fondness seeping through his blood as he kissed his beloved one last time. Smiling softly in adoration, yellow eyes locked with green. "As you and I wish…my dove."
And with that, the darkness finally sank his throbbing fangs in his lover's neck.
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Prologue: The Beginning…
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It was always strange how the sun sank below the horizon. The way it seemed to almost be swallowed entirely whole by the creeping darkness that swept the sky and drowned the world with its bleak blackness. At times, he wondered whether the sun would ever return once it fell from its regal throne in the sky. But as those thoughts flashed before his mind, the large enormous ball of blue would swim its way upwards; taking the bright star's rightful place.
The moon always looked so beautiful up there even as the darkness around it seem to dance and fester with dark intentions…
"Oh, Jesse-boy~! You're needed in table seven!" A boisterous voice bellowed from seemingly out of nowhere, snapping the youth out of his thoughts.
A disgruntle huff was heard before a hand swept back feral light bangs. "How many times have I told you not to call me that?" A soft undertone of anger could be heard. Clear crystal glowered over the counter as the jovial man merely shrugged before ushering the boy forward, wanting him to do what was asked. Sighing, legs stretched from their seated spot before walking off to do the needed task. Loud everyday rambunctious noise filtered his ears as the silent figure made his way to table seven, a dish platter tucked in one arm. "How may I help you tonight, good sirs?" He recited with a soft click of the tongue once within ear-range of his three awaiting patrons.
"Heh, you could give me some of you, sexy." Lecherous grins and tainted stares eyed the boy with unconcealed excitement. "Been here long good-stuff?" The same slurred voice asked once he was given no answer from his newfound interest.
'Always the same.' Lulling his head to the side, the waiter snorted. "Three Mickey's coming right up." He falsely said cheerfully, changing that particular subject. Light hair swayed as he turned, ignoring the catcalls from his oh-so-nice customers. He headed behind the counter he had situated himself on, grabbing the needed beers before smiling softly at the Bartender who patted the side of his shoulder the moment he was in sight. "Hey, it's busy huh?" He commented, pausing as he placed three tall Mickey Fine Malts on the serving platter he had.
A grin spread the side of the older man's face. "Nah, it's always like this, mate." The man piped. With his dark forest eye, he stared down his fellow co-worker. "Yu seem peeved." The right side of his face—where his other eye should have been—was covered with a black eye patch, black hair splashing over to hide part of the patch from view. He tipped the side of his retro cowboy hat he sported with his pointer finger before grabbing a martini glass from the clean rack that was propped upside down above his head. Grinning, he cracked his neck as he popped open a Purple Haze. "Who's the fortunate ones of your wrath now?" He joked, tilting the bottle as he spoke. The dark fuzz drizzled down the clear glass before he slammed it down toward the lucky bastard willing enough to drink it. "Well, Jesse?" The tall raven-head asked, teasingly, waiting as he watched with his good eye the smaller young man grab three cylinder glasses from the rack with practiced hands.
Snorting, he glared venomously toward his friend. "Why does everyone here like calling me that?" He inquired instead of answering, busying himself in preparing the drinks. The taller man only smiled, which irked the smaller one even further. "Anyway," He smiled tersely. "It's the usual Jim. Lazy, horny, drunkards that can't get laid." He clipped. 'Where's the..? Ah, there it is.' Going behind the one called "Jim", the waiter pulled out another Mickey before placing it along with the other three. 'From the looks of them, they'd probably need a fourth.' He shook his head in distaste.
Jim chuckled. "Well aren't they all." He replied with a-matter-of-fact voice, gesturing toward the bar with a wave of his hand. "Hell, I'd actually be surprised if we get to see some real smart folks than half drowned in booze around here, mate." He stated before turning toward a new patron. "What will it be, mate?" Nodding seconds later, the tall aussie, ignoring his pal for the moment, turned and pulled out a Blue Moon, shaking his head before turning toward the fuming waiter. "Hey, ya know it's true." He placed the drink before the customer, another glass already in hand.
"Jesse" frowned. "Yeah, yeah. I know. I gotta return to those gender confused idiots now." He grumbled before lifting up the platter with one hand with ease. He popped the counter door open with a flick of his free hand before making his way. Chuckling was heard behind him as he mused Jim must have figured out what he said before turning his attention back toward the three already intoxicated men. "Here you are gentlemen." With a half-chagrin, he expertly placed the four beers and three glasses down. "Is there anything else boys?" He said with distaste. But of course, they took that the wrong way, per usual.
"Hey, sweetie we ain't boys. We can prove it to ya if you like." The same man grinned cockily before drowning his glass with a satisfied belch.
Frowning, "Jesse" narrowed his eyes. "Uh-huh." Turning his head, he saw a flash of silver beckoning him toward the back room. He sighed in relief for an escape. "Sorry, I have others to tend to…" He trailed off as he turned his back. But before he took a step forward, a thought occurred him. "Oh, and sirs." Smiling, he flicked his eyes back toward the clueless buffoons. "I'm a guy. You know, like you three, except smarter." He huffed at their expected reactions, not believing him for a second before he turned around, discarding them.
'Same old, same old. I need some wine…or maybe a good ol' Jim special. Heh.' He caught Jim's good eye and saw him shake his head in amusement before heading toward the back rooms, wondering what the old coot wanted with him now. "Peg? Hey, I'm here." He called out; surprised to see the man wasn't there. 'Huh, that's strange.' He scanned the room stocked with beers, liqueurs, and other assorted alcohols. "Wrong room I guess." He was about to just walk off and try the man's office above the pub when the man in red himself popped up behind him.
"Jesse-boy!" The zealous man chirped happily, giving the waiter a heart attack. "Oh, I didn't scare you did I?" Ignoring the boy's shocked face, he rambled on. "Anyhoo~! Guess what? I have your paycheck~! Today's payday after all! I hope you didn't forget! Heh." The man sang, silver hair swaying back and forth in childish excitement.
Clear gems narrowed in slight annoyance. "You always have my paycheck Pegasus. And Jim's. And everyone else for that matter." Jesse stated with an air of amusement. The man in red merely shrugged happily before giving the smaller man a wad of cash. "Whoa, we must have had a ton of patrons in this month." The waiter speculated, calculating the money in his hand. 'This should last me pretty well.' He thought with a happy smile. 'Yes, no more starving myself this week!'
Pegasus J. Crawford smiled happily. "Yes, but that's only because this restaurant-joint-bar seems to love you very much Jesse-boy." He grinned, patted the boy's shoulder with a caring touch. Gems glared back at him as the man in red chuckled. "You know I'm right."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever…Maxi." He grinned as Pegasus pouted in child-like anger. "I'm just glad I'm able to help anyway I can." Jesse replied honestly before rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Well, I gotta return to the bar, have to see if there's anyone else Jim's too lazy to walk over too." He teased, tucking his earnings in the pocket of his slacks.
With a laugh, Pegasus squeezed the boy's shoulder before pulling on light bangs. "You know Jesse-boy, blue will be my next color when we revamp this old nuthouse." He joked, watching as his employee swatted his hand from blue hair.
The blunette rolled clear calm eyes. "Uh-huh, sure." He said, pushing the man out of the way with a playful shove. "And I'll have orange eyes and purple hair." He replied with satire before smiling and waving a small salute goodbye. 'That Maximillion sure is weird. But owning this large establishment along with hundreds of others aren't so bad.' Shaking his head, blue hair turned with every motion. "Now back to business…" Picking up his tray he left on his way to the back, "Jesse" began his usual waiter-like duties.
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"Are you sure Bocchama?" A soft voice asked, eyeing his master with unease. The sun was rising. It wouldn't be long before it was time to go. They've been up all night with the new lead and it was somehow traced back here, where they had first investigated. Annoyance pulled the young man's face before flashing concern orbs toward the silent figure beside him. "If you want. I can come back here myself tonight. There is no need for—"
Glowering irises turned to regard the boy before them. "Are you questioning me?" The voice asked with a dull monotone, silencing him. "It seems this was the place of origin all along. I want to be here when it finally begins." The master continued, averting his gaze toward the target. "Go inform the others of our findings, I'll stand watch here to survey what I'll need for tonight."
The boy was about to argue before those eyes caught his gaze. He felt a sudden rush in his blood as an invisible force compelled him onward. "Alright, Bocchama. But don't do anything too rash." Dark eyes narrowed at his master's usual antics before disappearing in a blink of an eye.
He stared at nothing for the longest before turning back to the objective at hand. 'I will have to mask myself well before entering. But by the looks of it, this won't be too hard to find the source after all.' Grunting at the audacity that it was here all along—under his nose this entire time—irritated him. Enough so that…He smirked stealthily before walking away, stalking the narrow alleyway in which he came from. He had missed out on a very important task.
It was time for dinner. And he was ravishingly starving at that.
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"Yo, Jess! Want me to walk ya home? It's not yet sunrise, mate." Jim called out as he wiped the last clear wine glass, propping it upside down on the rack before sliding the counter door open. "Yu kno' it's dangerous out there at night, mate." He called out as he saw the blunette almost walk out of the double doors.
"Yeah, I know, Jim. But I'm dead tired and I'll have to be here for my next shift in about seven hours…oh, joy." The blunette groaned in distain before a scowl reached his lips. "And will you quit with the 'Jesse' already? I can't believe Pegasus thought of such a…girly name." He made a face.
Jim laughed before patted the back of the boy's shoulder. "Sorry there, mate. I'm just too use ta it." He apologized, dropping the rag on the counter before walking with the blunette out of that hellhole. "Damn, it really is late." He yawned as an afterthought. "But you know. You call him Maxi of all things…that's kinda girly too I think."
Light eyes rolled themselves tiredly. "I so would smack you up-side the head if I wasn't so dead sleepy…" He yawned right back as he watched Jim chuckle to himself. "Well, I thought Maxi would get under Peg's nerves but of course he had to fall in love with it." Blue hair shook back and forth. "And he added –million to it to make it even 'fancier' as he puts it." He air-quoted with his fingers before yawning again. "Darn Jim. I need caffeine." He complained after awhile of senseless walking.
"Ha, like that could help ya." Jim teased before turning the corner, the other following closely behind. His forest eye stared ahead as he folded his arms over his chest, carefully surveying the area for any unpleasant surprises. It wasn't the first time it happened…well, in a normal way at least.
The two ambled down the deserted cobble streets, heading towards the blunette's small cottage home across town. Silence ensured as the night's air-cooled before parting way for the slowly rising sun, breaking the black horizon.
'Huh. I guess the sun will last another day.' His earlier thoughts answered as tired feet stepped over crooked cement and stone. "Will you be alright on the way back?" He asked quietly, eyeing his tall friend from the corner of his eye. He wouldn't want his friend to end up getting mugged or something, especially in this area.
Jim smirked before ruffling blue strands. "Yea! I'll be alr'ght mate! Never fear! I got Shirley with me after all." He reassured, patting the side of his hip where his trusty pistol slept. 'Like I couldn't take some normal thug…it's the others I'll have to be more concerned about tho'.' He grinned before shaking his head, shrugging his shoulders at him.
"Uh-huh." Jesse eyed the gun with a tensed frown. "How's Karen?" He asked, not wanting to talk about Jim's favorite toy. Annoyed that his hair was now a mess, he swatted the man's hand away before fixing his hair.
The aussie grinned happily, deciding to flow with the conversation. "Well, Maxi," The two grinned as he continued, "is keeping her up in his office from now on since she makes so much noise in my room there. That gal should learn to stay quiet." He chided to himself.
The blunette eyed his friend before sighing sympathetically. Jim Crocodile Cook was currently staying with the owner, Pegasus J. Crawford, for reasons the boy wasn't quite sure of. Most likely, he mused, it could be because Jim didn't have the money needed to find his own place so just bunked in in one of the spare rooms in the back with his crocodile Karen. Light eyes softened as he remembered the first time he met the aussie, having been just hired and needed necessary training on tending the bar and waiting future patrons. Jim had been the first to come to his aid at that time and Jesse, whether he'll say it out loud or not (which he probably would in time), was very grateful of that friendly gesture. Afterwards, they clicked like as if they were long-lost siblings. And soon enough, Jim became his very first friend. Especially in a world like this day in age. Yes, he was very thankful in having both Pegasus and Jim (and Karen of course) as his close companions. Yes very thankful he was indeed.
"Well, what can you do Jim? You live in that hellhole 24/7. How, I don't even want to know." The smaller man shook his head sympathetically before patting Jim's arm.
"Whatever mate. At least it doesn't take me half an hour to report to work." Jim retorted back before coming to a stop. "And here we are." He gestured toward the blunette's small home, grinning when he saw those bright eyes smile happily at the thought of a proper night sleep. "Hey, remember you better be back at around six. Pegasus has that new appetizer up and running for today's menu in the restaurant." He reminded, watching as those clear gems narrowed at him.
"Geez, thanks for reminding me about work, Jim." The blunette grumbled tiredly as he made his way to his cozy home. "I'll see ya tonight then Jim. Thanks for the company." He smiled tiredly but sincerely before bidding the aussie goodnight.
Jim watched the blunette's back before giving out his own goodnight in return. Once he was sure the door was firmly closed and the blunette was finally settled in, the taller man turned back around, a frown marring his face. 'It's that time again it seems.' Grunting, he cracked his neck in anticipation. "You better be there by six. I hate to have to take care of this and the bar at the same time, Johan." He called out to himself before quickly dashing down the streets, his Shirley loaded and ready in hand. 'I'll kick his ass all the way to Australia if he sleeps in again.' With a grin at that thought, he rounded the corner.
Going the very opposite way he came.
It seems...it was going to be one of those special nights again...and Jim could hardly wait.
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A/n's: Like how it's going? Confused with what this is all about? Wondering what the heck is Jim doing? And where's Judai?! (Like you have to ask really. Heh.) Oh, and about the whole bar/restaurant thing will be explained soon. (It IS AU after all. What with Pegasus being here and all) Lol. And my lack of alcohols and such…yeah I know. I pretty much suck. XD Just go with it. Don't worry though; the next few chapters should clear the fog…I hope…but like I said: It's completely different from my usual fics. Meh. Never fret, the whole story shall be explained by our wonderful Johan himself…you'll see. (Gotta let the details tell the tale. ;D)
Oh my, but I do wonder; what'll happen next? (smiles). I bet a few already have a fleeting idea, if so good for you! If not don't worry. Just stay tuned. We'll see later ne?
Alrighty, see you all next chap. ;3