So…It's been a while since I've written one of these… Well, guys this is chapter 2 of 'Because You're Here' a Yu-Gi-Oh fanfiction! What with schoolwork and stuff, I've been very busy and not able to update, but they will be much, much more frequent now. Promise. Cause guess what? IT'S SUMMER~ Just to let you know, even though you guys all already know this, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh… The disclaimers need to be there or it's technically copyright infringement. The only reason I put one in? I don't feel like being arrested at the age of 16…
Well, ladies and gents just as a forewarning, this story was rated 'M' for a reason.
Anyway! On with the story!
Abductor's Apartment~ Sunday- 3 a.m"Where am I?" Yuugi questioned himself softly, trying to sit up but failing. The teen held up his arms only to find that they had been bound together haphazardly with a rough rope. His legs were in the same situation. Brushing that aside, he scanned the room with wide violet eyes.
"Yami? Yami, are you there?" the boy whispered while trying to hide the nervousness in his voice. Yami used to play jokes similar to this all the time on Yuugi that is, until they got truly serious.
"Yami, come out, please! I despise these kind of jokes, you of all people should know that!" Yuugi called out into the shadows.
"I-I'm actually scared…"he muttered through tears.
"Any minute now… Any minute now he's going to come and hold me in his arms. He'll tell me everything is okay! He'll kiss me with his warm lips and it'll all be okay, " he contemplated in his mind, an illustration of Yami going through his mind.
"Oh, you're scared? I'm sorry," a deep, accented voice boomed.
"Yami?"
The person hissed lightly under his breath, brushed himself off slightly for no apparent reason, and then smiled wickedly.
"No little lover boy, I'm not him, maybe in your dreams. But I can act like him and do what he does to you," a malicious smile crossed the man's lips as he stepped out of the shadows. He was tall and skinny with dark brown hair chocolate brown eyes. Yuugi shuddered as the man stared at him like he was inspecting meat.
"Now, child, please do cooperate, your nightmare is about to begin."
Ahknemkhanen-Mutou Residence~ Sunday 10:30 a.mYami anxiously tapped his lengthy, tan fingers on the cherry wood dining room table, staring at his lime green cell phone in anticipation, yearning for it to ring. He picked it up and hit number 2 on the speed dial. It rang for about two and half minutes before going to Yuugi's voicemail.
"Come on, dammit!" he called into the receiver, snapping the phone shut with his index finger. Sighing, the teen ran his fingers through his tri colored hair. Right as he walked away, the ring tone of his cell rang loudly through the quiet room. Yami attacked it viciously like a wild, rabid animal going in for the final kill.
"Hello? Yuugi?" Yami rejoiced into the telephone.
"Uhm, hell no. It's Bakura, but if you want, I could pretend to be that cute little rodent for the night. Just imagine me as him but a little more… Fucked up and horny," Bakura joked. Yami heard a gasp from the other side of the line and then a slapping noise.
"One sec," Bakura said.
"Why the hell did you hit me?
"You," Ryou's heavy British accent came though the receiver, "Were hitting on him. I'm simply envious."
"Well, Yami and I are just best friends, nothing more, nothing less. So what if I hit on my best friend? I still care for you the most…"
"Mmm, that was a bit of a turn on, why don't you prove that me right now?" Ryou purred. Yami gagged a little bit. He had never heard the young boy talk in such a tone of voice. Bakura really was screwing up the poor, sickly child. He didn't want to hear Bakura and Ryou getting it on via telephone, the teen just wanted to know where his lover was. Purring was heard from the cell phone as Yami put it onto the table. He knew that they'd be done with their sexy time soon.
"I have to get back on the phone with Yami, okay?"
"Can I speak to him?" Ryou asked respectfully.
"Whatever," Bakura mumbled.
"Hey, you there, Yami? Yami!"
The zoned out male looked in bewilderment at the phone. Finally, realization dawned on him.
"Oh yeah! I forgot about you, Bakura, sorry. Look, have you seen Yuugi? He was at Marik's house earlier, but he and I both had the feeling that he was going to your house before coming home. He got a bunch of new clothes today and may have wanted to show them to Ryou. Did he show up?"
"What? T-this is Ryou! Yami, do you think he's okay?"
"I really hope that he is," Yami said to himself," Well, I told him about that rapist today so I'm sure that he was extra careful… Maybe he went to somebody else's house?"
"I don't know. How long has it been since you last saw him?"
"I saw him around 11 this morning and Marik said that he left their house around 4. It's about 5:30 now..."
"He's a fucking goner!" Bakura howled into the phone. Another slapping noise followed quickly.
"Excuse him, please, Yami. I'm sure that Yuugi is just fine… But why don't you try looking for him before going insane, please?"
"Sure, sure. Well I'm going to go, Ryou. Nice speaking to you." Yami said trying to keep his voice from cracking.
"Wait! I'll get a hold of Malik and Marik and we'll all go looking for him! Stay where you are and don't do anything stupid!" The line went dead. Yami stared up at the ceiling, holding back tears. Something in the pit of his stomach told him that his lover was not going to be coming home tonight. He snorted.
"Of course this would happen to Yuugi," he thought, " Bad only seems to happen to the good nowadays."
The ring tone of his cell phone resonated through the kitchen once again and not bothering to look at the caller ID, he flipped it open.
"Hello?" he asked, keeping his voice steady.
"Well, hello there, Mr. Yami," a creepy voice with a deep accent said.
"Who is this?" Yami demanded, sitting upright in his chair.
"Oh, so demanding. Please, do be polite."
Shivers went up Yami's spine.
"Why should I be? Is this a prank call?"
"Why should you be?" the man snorted," Maybe because I possess the object most precious to you."
The teen stood up and began pacing his kitchen with his hand covering his mouth.
"… Y-Yuugi?" he gasped out.
"What a good guesser you are!"
"Who the hell are you and what have you done with him?"
"I am known as The Raptor and as for Yuu-"
Yami cut him off.
"The Raptor? What the hell kind of name is that? Are you a dinosaur? I don't even care. Where do you have him?" the angry teen spoke calmly into the phone.
"Do a little bit of research on the name. As I was saying, you'll be getting some packages in the mail. Maybe they'll lead you to Yuugi, maybe they won't. It'll be like a huge scavenger hunt! Oh, and by the way, don't get the authorities involved or," the man made a gun shot noise," the boy's dead."
"You're a sick fuck! And just so you know-" Yami stopped mid sentence as he realized the line was dead. He slammed his hand off of the granite kitchen countertop.
"I can't believe that this is fucking happening!" he yelled out, slamming his fist off the hard surface a few more times. Finally, he took a deep breath, feeling hot tears burning his tears ducts, threatening to fall.
"Pull yourself together, Yami. God dammit. Don't fall apart now. You have to stay strong for," he paused, his voice shaking slightly," Yuugi."
A knock at the door awoke the adolescent from his daze. He walked zombie like to the door and pulled it open.
"We're here, Yami!" Ryou rushed into the house and laid out two giant stacks of paper on the dining room table," Look, I made flyers!"
"I couldn't get the little fucker to stop printing. I think there's roughly two hundred there. What a prick. Wasting all of my ink." Bakura shook his head as he strolled into the house, his hands behind his head. "To think, we don't even know if your little fuck buddy has even been picked up by that sick son of a bitch yet. Typical Ryou, jumping to conclusions."
Behind the rambling Bakura came Malik and Marik. Marik had his arm around Malik protectively.
"Hey, Yami," Marik calmly stated, seeing his friend was upset," How's everything going?"
Yami sighed, raising his hand to his temple.
"The abductor called. I just got off of the phone with him about twenty minutes ago."
Everybody stared at him, speechless. Bakura was the first one to break the silence.
"Yami! Why didn't you fucking call one of us, you bastard!" he demanded, his hands balling up into fists. Ryou touched his partner in a calming gesture before excusing them and pulling him out of the dining room.
"Oh no…" Malik pulled himself into Marik's chest. All of their worst fears had been confirmed. The serial rapist had really abducted Yuugi.
"What did he say, Yami?" Marik asked, trying to be the one to stay calm.
Yami took a deep breath.
"He said that we shouldn't get the authorities involved and-"
"BULLSHIT!" he heard Bakura screech from the other room. What sounded like a slap followed suite. Yami scowled before starting again.
"He said that we shouldn't get the authorities involved if we didn't want Yuugi to die. He also said that he would be sending packages to my house with clues leading to Yuugi in them. That's all that I was able to get out of him before he hung up."
"Yami, this is terrible," said Malik, covering his mouth with his hand.
"Yami, this is horseshit! What kind of rotten, fucked up son of a bitch would do this to Yuugi?" Bakura swore stomping into the dining room.
"What are we going to do?" Ryou asked Bakura, looking down at the floor.
"How the hell should I know? Do I look like fucking Sherlock Holmes to you?"
"Hey, guys, you know what's really weird? Other than Bakura's odd mood swings, I mean." Marik asked. Everybody looked at him curiously as he gently sat the now crying Malik into a chair.
"What?" Yami asked as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Well, to start, all of the other victim's families never heard from the rapist. The victims just showed up a week later completely beaten to shit." Marik raised a finger to his lips and began to lightly chew on his nail," The only thing that I can honestly think of is if he had a personal relationship with you, Yami?"
Without hesitation, Yami shook his head.
"I never had a lover besides Yuugi."
"Then this just doesn't add up," Marik muttered softly. He let out a deep sigh and threw himself roughly into a chair close to his boyfriend. Silence filled the room and when the doorbell rang, they all jumped.
"Who the hell could that be?" Bakura mumbled.
"I'll guess get it," Yami said softly. He walked to the bulking front door and opened it. Nobody was there. He looked around for a person who may have began to walk away. Taking a step out onto the porch, something crunched under his foot. A package lay in the center of the doormat. On top of it in black sharpie it said:
'To: Yami Ahknemkhanen
3012 Willow Drive
Tokyo Japan, 562 '
For about thirty seconds the older teen just stared at the box. Finally, he brought up the courage to pick it up. He took it into the dining room and threw it onto the dining room table.
"And so it begins."
The Abductor's Apartment~ Sunday 9:45 p.mYuugi screamed out in agony as his attacker thrust deeply into his backside. With every hit of his prostate Yuugi wanted to cry out, but he held it in. Only Yami would ever hear his voice. The man reached toward Yuugi's cock and grabbed it harshly. The young teenager gasped at the rough grip as well as the cold hands of his rapist.
"Scream out, you dirty little whore!" the man demanded, taking Yuugi's face cruelly and kissing him deeply. His tongue explored the young one's mouth, moaning quietly.
"N-no!" he squealed into the man's mouth, trying to turn his head. The man pulled away, a long stream of saliva stuck to his full lips.
"No? You don't enjoy this?" he asked, smirking as he flipped Yuugi over to the 'doggie style' position, sucking the back of Yuugi's neck passionately.
"Never!" Yuugi said, holding his breath. With a smirk, the gentleman grabbed onto one Yuugi's nipples and started bucking into Yuugi as the teen barely held in a yelp.
"Just give in to yourself," the man urged, his voice husky," Just call out my name. Come on, say it, Raptor."
"No," Yuugi replied sternly, his teeth gritted. 'Raptor' began to thrust harder and much faster. Finally, Yuugi could take it no more.
"R-Raptor!" he cried out in a whiny, girl like voice as he came violently. This sent Raptor over the edge as well. He moaned as he came all over Yuugi's back. The adolescent gagged as he felt the fresh jizz dripping from his back to the floor.
"That was good, you little slut," Raptor said, pulling up his pants and slapping Yuugi's bare ass, "Hope you're ready for much more of that!"
Yuugi shook his head and collapsed onto the bed, completely drained. Shaking, he curled himself up into a ball, feeling disgusted with himself.
"Is Yami going to rescue me?"