This is my first story after a few years of not writing anything fiction. This is semi-AU, and will have a few triggering themes. I do not own YuGiOh, if I did, they'd all be gay-

SMACK!

The young teen was sent flying to the floor. It was his own fault, he knew better than to talk back, he knew better than to question him. He needed to watch himself, it was getting to the point where he could barely hide the bruises.

"Oh God, I wish you wouldn't make me do these things, Yugi..." the deep voice above him commented quietly. His voice was heavy with a mix of anger and regret, both of which made the young boy cringe. Even though his boyfriend always hurt him, he hated hearing his voice filled with regret.

Yugi did his best to blink back the tears that were threatening to spill from his doe like violet eyes. He hated crying when Seto did this to him, it made him feel so weak and he knew deep down that was what the other wanted. He wanted to make him feel weak so he would need someone to help him in his time of need. It was a sick, twisted game that the other loved to play with Yugi, whom he had claimed to love.

In reality, the reason why Seto tortured the already tender soul that was his boyfriend was because he himself was insecure. Sure he had everything one could say he needed; he had money, he had his looks, he had the devotion of his fans - the people who thought he was this regal man who could do no wrong. What Seto really was, was a young man with no true direction. He was the CEO of a multimillionaire company at the tender age of eighteen, he was young and his life was nothing but money and manipulation.

He had seen things that would make the toughest man cry. He had taken lives, he had taken away happiness from the people who deserved nothing but that. In those piercing royal blue eyes was nothing but emptiness, emptiness that allowed him to treat his boyfriend like scum. Oh but he loved Yugi, he did. He was just empty and didn't know how to show love. So when his boyfriend angered him - which was disturbingly easy - his solution was to use hands.

The younger finally found the strength to lift himself from the floor, his hand still over the quickly bruising cheek. This would be hard to cover and even harder to explain at school the next day. He let his head hang, refusing to make eye contact with Seto, he knew all he would see were the icy blue eyes that he always saw after he was hit. Before he could get to far, he felt a strong grip on his arm, causing him to flinch in pain. The bruise from earlier in the week was still tender.

"I love you Yugi..." the taller of the two said in a shaky whisper. Yugi felt a pang in his chest and knew he was being sucked in, he knew he was going to regret forgiving him. He turned and moved himself into Seto's arms, burying his face in the man's chest as his trademark sign of forgiveness. Moments later, he felt two arms snake around him and clutch him close as tight as he could. Yugi was being sucked in deeper and he needed a way to get out, he needed a hero.

So what do you guys think? It may be a bit confusing now but the next chapter will hopefully clear things up. Reviewing is greatly appreciated!