(Chapter 2: Reticent)

(Chapter Rating: M)

(Chapter Genre: Angst)

(Chapter Warnings: Yaoi lime, language, mention of suicide, minor violence, OOC (probably Marik, mostly), more brief mentioning of an OC. AH, THE TERROR!)

(Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, but I can take pleasure in the fact that you don't either! -sticks out tongue- Nah! Nah!)

(Written by: Andyouthinkimcrazy)

(Author's Note: Sorry about the backtrack for chapter one; I just didn't like it, and it's impossible for me to continue from something I don't like. Then for this chapter I got writer's block. It seems I'm more capable at drawing right now, and I don't normally write much of Marik and Malik so it's a new experience for me. Anyhow, I hope that I will be able to get the next chapter out much more quickly. Enjoy!)

/Mind speech/

Crazyb1tch85 asked me some questions last chapter, so I decided to answer most of those questions for you here! 1) The Y-Ks stop protecting Hikaris after they turn sixteen (I changed the age) because if they couldn't get a Yami when they're young and hot then it is doubtful they will when they're older. 2) When a Hikari dies he/she does become a Yami and Yami's don't die (due to the fact that they already died once.) And when a Hikari dies the Yami does get a new one. 3) And the final question was about more lemon/limes between other couples. I have some Malik/Marik in this one, and I don't know when I might do Yugi/Yami (Atemu in this story) they don't strike me as the type to run off in the middle of class to… well, you know.

Crooked Chapter 2: Reticent

Malik growled while desperately reading the carefully printed signs on each door, but he was having little luck finding the room he was looking for. Some schools, like this one, had a room that was generally where Yamis and Hikaris were supposed to 'do their business' but the room was tucked away to 'keep the students in class rather than on their backs!' or whatever saying those teachers tried to drill into their heads.

Malik was growing more and more desperate by the minuet to find that room, or some room where they wouldn't have to fear being barged in on. His pants just seemed to get more and more constricting with every sexy comment his Yami made; it was driving him insane! Malik even considered ripping off his clothes and doing it right in the middle of the hall; but he did have his dignity and he didn't want the whole school to see him. The last thing he needed was to be the topic on everyone's mind at lunch for the next week. Besides that he could get kicked out of school, not everyone enjoys viewing gay sex after all. (1)

Malik's Yami, Marik, was by now just as frustrated as Malik; except he didn't really care at all where they did it and he spent most of the next few minuets urging Malik to just strip so they could get on with it/Alright, there has to be somewhere we can do this! I'm not going to wait much longer before I throw you down and take your little ass./ Marik proclaimed causing Malik to blush, he began to desperately think of places that might be vacant while his Yami continued to comment on how tight he thought Malik might be.

In his anger and sexual frustration Malik found himself about ready to kick his Yami in the nuts so that he'd end up with a nice little visit to the nurse's office… and that's when it clicked; nobody was even in the nurse's office… considering the school didn't even have a nurse. So without much thought the two agreed to it and Malik took off to the other side of the school where the empty room resided.

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Ryou was seated in his desk with his head tilted to the side and resting on his closed binder. His arms hung lifelessly at his sides with sagging shoulders, he really must have looked pathetic. He blinked slowly, though his eyes didn't focus on much, he was too busy contemplating the previous events of the day. He felt absolutely terrible, everyone in his class actually saw him enjoying what Bakura did; and now he hated himself, but he hated Bakura even more. Couldn't he have gotten the chance to accept his Yami before showcasing to his entire class that he had a gay Yami? Damn, he was so embarrassed and he felt so dirty.

He felt worse too when he caught Yugi staring at him and smiling (2), he couldn't see anything worth smiling about. Hadn't Yugi paid any attention to what happened at all? Yugi was usually so sympathetic so Ryou was beginning to feel betrayed and ignored by his short friend. He decided that maybe he should avoid has friends at lunch, but just where would he go? Ryou wanted to go home and change and maybe get in a quick shower, but then Bakura might feel the need to use any extra time for more sexual molestation. So maybe staying at school was the best option.

/You should go home./ At the sound of Bakura's voice Ryou flinched. He had hoped Bakura would leave him alone for a while/Ryou, go home and change and have that shower./

/Go away./ Ryou shuddered and wrapped his arms around his shoulders/I don't want to talk to you./ Ryou shut his eyes tightly hoping to ignore his Yami.

/That's tough luck, Ryou. I'm here and I'm you're Yami, I'm not leaving. Deal with it./ Bakura sighed and allowed his voice to soften/Look, just go home and change. I won't touch you, and I'll try and keep quiet. Just go home./

/But I won't want to come back. I'm so embarrassed./ Ryou turned to hide his eyes in the fabric of his binder and then he moved his arms to block either side of his face. /I don't like you./ Ryou mumbled.

Bakura remained silent so Ryou felt that maybe he could relax and return to his previous thoughts. Maybe he could go home and then take out a knife and stab himself a few times. Then he could die and become a Yami and then he'd be able to choose the person he'd spend his nights with.

/Look, just go home and change./ Bakura growled finally/And don't bother trying to kill yourself, it's a stupid crime to commit for such a stupid reason. If you die like that you'll spend about one hundred years with some one that I choose for you. Don't you know that/

Ryou groaned while wishing his Yami would go away. He buried his face even deeper into his arms/Just shut up and go away! Can't you just go away/ Ryou opened his eyes slightly and peeked around the room a little. /Besides/ Ryou continued/I know you'd probably make my death hell./

/Of course/ Bakura said matter-of-factly/I worked hard to get you, and if I can't have you then I have to give you to someone who will use you to the fullest extent./

Ryou shuddered/Please, just shut up./

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Marik grinned down at his naked Hikari who was sprawled out on the bed and looking incredibly hot and inviting; with the way he had his legs spread and that sexy little smile it was hard not to jump him right then. Malik teasingly moved his hands, which were placed on the inside of his thighs, upwards in a very slow manor. The sight sent a very clear message, 'Fuck me.' And Marik intended to—well, he didn't intend to give Malik what he wanted just yet, after all he knew what happened the last time he just went right ahead and did what his body told him to; and there were other ways to get pleasure.

Marik grinned as he saw Malik coming closer and closer to the object of his desire, so Marik decided to have a little fun. He pulled his shirt over his head and, right before Malik reached his target, tossed it into his face effectively halting Malik's movements.

Angrily the shirt was tossed back at the smirking Yami who simply let it drop on the floor. A whine came from the young boy on the bed and now, Marik decided, was the time to pounce. When he landed over the young tan body he heard a squeak and Malik shoved him away having not expected the act.

Marik growled slightly and began to place rough kisses up and down his Hikari's neck, which caused little moans to escape his young companion.

Well, as wonderful as all theses feelings felt, Malik was getting bored with the lack of torture; so he began to resist the kisses with hope that he would be punished severely. Hopefully not too severely, though, just enough for it to be painfully arousing. Luckily that's what Marik had planned and he sunk his teeth into his young Hikari's neck, "Bad." Malik heard him whisper.

He squirmed beneath his Yami while exposing his throat more fully to Marik, "O-Ok, M-Marik… Stop." Angrily Marik detached himself from Malik's neck, he hated having to comply with Malik's begging. That was the problem with claiming a Hikari, he had to be careful not to screw the boy up too badly or he'd have a few hundred years without a Hikari… again.

He hated it the last time. With his first Hikari he had practically beaten and raped the boy to death, of course he survived and the Y-Ks found out. He had been sentenced to one thousand years without at Hikari, and death was pretty boring with nothing to do; even more so because he was surrounded by the older Yami's who some how managed to enjoy their time. He just didn't understand how anyone could enjoy just talking everyday. (3)

Well, with all that time to think and talk with old Yamis Marik came up with better ideas for punishment; they weren't as gory and violent as he liked but there was no way he was going to go another thousand years without a Hikari! Besides, he had perfected his technique with each and every Hikari that he had. So Malik, being his twentieth, would be something to try his old stuff on and something to try new stuff on. (4)

So Marik began to act out his plan by first telling Malik to lie on his stomach, which he complied to. Malik figured that Marik was planning something good, after all the waiting it had to be something good!

Marik briefly closed his eyes and tilted his head back slightly a quick flash of gold came and went on his forehead before he focused his eyes back on Malik again. He grasped both of Malik's wrists and pulled them together. When he moved away a stream of black had wound its way tightly about each wrist forming an effective bond. (5) Marik then touched his fingers over Malik's eyes causing temporary blinding. Then he secured his Hikari's ankles to the bedposts. It wasn't the most creative thing that Marik could come up with, but he planned to start small so his Malik wouldn't freak and end up sending him back to those old fools.

Malik fought; he loved the whole bondage thing, sure, but he absolutely hated being blinded. He could stand most everything else but he was rather paranoid of losing his eyesight. /Hey! Marik, I don't want to be blinded! Give it back now or--/ Marik quickly used his wonderful powers to block Malik from his mind. Then he proceeded onto the next step.

He acted in a sort of calming way at first; he ran his fingers thought Malik's silky blond hair, he kissed Malik's throat gently, and he whispered meaningless dribble into Malik's ear. And then, with great force, Marik yanked upon Malik's beautiful locks until he was dropped clumsily onto his knees on the bed, "Don't do that." Malik mumbled, his blind eyes welling with tears, "And I told you I want to s—"

Marik hissed in Malik's ear and touched his hand to his Hikari's throat causing the lovely sound to die abruptly; Malik was left with only his ability to feel, which wouldn't help him much, and hear, which Marik probably intended to use to frighten Malik.

Actually, Malik did have the ability to fight Marik but only slightly and that would result in punishments, and right now the only thing Malik wanted was to see.

Marik pulled Malik's sagged body to his chest and into his lap, it was awkward for the poor boy to sit but Malik tried to enjoy every sensation Marik gave him; it was especially wonderful when Marik began to thrust his covered hardness up onto Malik's bare ass.

Marik further enhanced the torture by trailing his finger lightly over Malik's collarbone and, with his index finger he slowly traced his way up his Hikari's throat and chin until he reached the young boy's lips.

Malik, who was now sexually frustrated and angry about being blind bit down on Marik's finger. It wasn't hard though, he just wanted to hurry up and get this going so he might forget about being blind. Marik, however, decided it was time for a better punishment, so he moved right on to stage three.

Marik shoved Malik into the mattress and held him down onto the pillow. The strong hand holding him down made it impossible for Malik to turn his head and he gasped madly for air that wasn't there. He tried to scream but not a sound was made, "You had better not try anything like that again, my little Malik." Malik could only shiver in response, so Marik let him up, "You'll be good, won't you?"

Malik nodded quickly while making huge gasps for breath, Marik climbed off of him. Malik's gasps continued until he heard the zip of his Yami's pants, his breath hitched. 'H-He tried to kill me!' Malik thought desperately, 'I-I didn't bite him too hard—why did he try and kill me? A-and now he expects me to have sex with him?' Malik had always pictured his Yami to, of course, be sadistic with a knife in hand and many other ways of torture to back him up; but Marik had purposefully cut off his air supply! He wanted his Yami to at least have some degree of love for him, but he seemed so cruel right now.

Malik's thoughts were silenced as he was jerked from the bed by a firm grip on his hair, but yet again he could not utter a sound of protest. Once the hold was released Malik remained on his knees while Marik settled himself down in front of the boy. This time Marik acted gently as he lowered Malik down onto the hardness between his legs.

---The following is a lime.---

The young light decided that it was best to do what was required of him, it seemed that Marik would punish him one way or another so he decided to just enjoy what was given to him, hopefully his Yami wouldn't get too rough. When Malik felt he was close enough he stuck out his tongue and ran it along the tip of Marik's shaft, soon he was sucking on it.

Rather abruptly Malik found the whole thing shoved forcefully into his mouth and Marik was groaning loudly in pleasure. Malik gagged trying to adjust to it. Once he had Malik was able to control what he was doing and how much pleasure he wanted his Yami to have.

Marik began to massage Malik's scalp, which did cause the pain from before to ease slightly. Part of Malik was wondering what had happened to him. Surprisingly he was starting to enjoy the gentle touch more than Marik's rough actions. What ever happened to the Malik who loved the thought of knives slicing away at his skin? Could it have just been something he enjoyed viewing and not doing?

Marik tightened his hold on Malik's hair again and he began pulling Malik's head up and down on his sex roughly. Once Malik began to move to the pace he released one of his hands from Malik's mess of hair and he leaned forward to reach his new target. "Don't stop." Marik commanded freeing his other hand as well. He used one hand to pull his Malik closer and the other quickly found the young one's entrance. Smirking in satisfaction Marik plunged two dry fingers inside.

Malik again found that, though he wanted to, he couldn't scream, he couldn't make one single sound; but despite that fact it was clear that Malik was in pain. After a short while of rough breathing Malik remembered his task and continued to suck on his Yami, though it was very difficult for him. He couldn't even lift his body up without the use of his arms.

Marik continued his task of exploring his Malik's insides but he slowed down once he noticed what a hard time Malik was having. He considered just letting Malik struggle but for some reason he felt generous. "Good Malik." He commented to the struggling boy, his Hikari was getting slower in his movements. Normally Marik would probably smack him around a bit but instead he freed Malik's hands, after all this was only Malik's second sexual encounter and the first had really only been some kissing and licking with no real loss of clothes.

After finding he was free to use his hands Malik propped his body up and continued to suck Marik with much more ease. Marik grinned and continued to help Malik in his task; it was so odd being lenient, but Malik was different than his other Hikaris. Most of the other's had been through sex before, either the child's parent had an abusive Yami or the parent didn't have a Yami; either way Marik preferred them. (6) Malik, however was virgin and so Marik was going to give himself the pleasure of being the first to take him, he just wanted to give Malik a little bit of torture first.

Finally Marik seemed to be quickly reaching his climax so he began controlling Malik's movements again making him move more and more quickly upon his pulsing sex. Marik's other movements sped up as well and Malik let out a long breath, which might have sounded like a moan if he could make such a sound. Malik pushed back against the fingers and pressed his lips tighter around the object in his mouth causing Marik to groan loudly and finally release his essence. At the same time Marik jabbed his fingers hard into Malik causing his Hikari to gasp as his seed exploded all over the bed below.

Marik happily stroked Malik's hair, "Good little Malik."

---end of the lime. (snickers at pathetic attempt at joke.)---

Ryou threw open the door to his home and trudged inside. He placed his shoes neatly in the shoe rack and paused a moment to have a look at his answering machine, the little red light was flashing so he knew he would have to check it a little later. Right now he desperately needed a shower.

First Ryou went to his room and grabbed new clothes for the afternoon and then he went to the bathroom and turned on the water. He stripped down and thankfully Bakura only made one little comment about how he looked before leaving him alone. Ryou tucked his hair into a shower cap so he wouldn't have to go to school with wet hair and then he climbed into the warm spray of the shower. (7)

After washing away everything Bakura had done since his shower that morning, Ryou dried himself off and dressed himself for the afternoon. He had about twenty minuets before he had to be back so he decided to make himself a sandwich then listen to the message and leave.

So about five minuets later Ryou walked up to the machine with his sandwich in hand and pressed the little button to play. The voice that Ryou heard caused him to choke on his food.

"Hey, Ryou, I'm coming over to see you after school. I hope to meet your Yami while I'm there; you do have one by now, don't you? Anyhow, I should be there around five or five thirty, and I'll bring my new Hikari with me. See you in a while."

Ryou's shoulders slumped as he recalled just where the voice was from and he quickly shook his head to rid himself of memories. The voice had belonged to Ryou's father but Ryou hadn't seen him for a long time; since the death of Ryou's mother, father's Hikari, Ryou had been all alone. So it was surprising that his father would suddenly show interest in him, but perhaps his father had just this year gotten a Hikari. (8) Ryou wondered if his mother had gotten herself a Hikari too, maybe he'd hear from her sometime soon.

/She probably hasn't./ Bakura cut in/It takes about one hundred years to learn everything and be approved./ Ryou nodded absently and continued to chew his food slowly/It's a damn annoying process./ Bakura growled/Now hurry up and get back to school, I want to get all of this over and done with already./ (9)

Ryou turned and started toward the door, maybe he could just stay home; now that he had a reason to he could avoid his classmates and, hopefully, keep his Yami away.

/Why do you think I'll leave you alone/ Bakura moaned sexily/I may just want to play if you stay home./

/I have to make food for my—our guests. I won't have time./

/You'll have plenty of time, four hours is a lot of time to just make supper and I'll be glad to play; or you should just go to school./

Ryou sighed in defeat and sat down to put on his shoes and then he headed out the door while locking it behind him. Just what was he going to do? He didn't want to go back, everyone knew about his horrible actions, what would his friends think?

/Your friends have G-Y-M's too, you idiot. They won't care; hell, the blond kid looked really turned on./ Ryou blushed a little and quickly tried to change the subject of his thoughts. He kept his head hung to hide the blush on his face until a startling thought came to mind. His father wanted to meet his Yami! His father would know that he had—what would he think? As far as Ryou knew his father had pictured him getting a female Yami, would he be hated for—?

/Shut up you idiot./ Bakura growled causing Ryou to stop abruptly/Your father will hate me for choosing you rather than hate you; besides, it's not like he gets to choose./ His Yami smirked/Besides, it's not like you can help being so cute./ Ryou was sent an image of his Yami pinching his cheeks, it made him think of some strange old lady hovering over a baby carriage saying 'Coo chi coo little Ryou.' It was rather disturbing/It's very disturbing./ Bakura agreed/Now stop imagining me as a woman, it's demeaning and it makes me sick/

Ryou sighed sadly, but remained quiet while his Yami continued his ranting about how much he hated women and he pointed out what was especially wrong with every woman they passed on the way to school. Ryou again found himself wishing he could just silence all thought in his head, luckily that thought provoked Bakura to berate him about suicide again. Ryou had the feeling that his Yami, if given the chance, would forbid him from looking at any girls at all. No sooner had that thought occurred had Bakura decided it was a great idea. It took all of Ryou's will to convince Bakura that he should at least be allowed to look at their faces.

By the time all of that had been settled Ryou had arrived back in school for his afternoon classes.

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Yugi hadn't expected to be all alone, well because of his Yami he wasn't, at lunch. He knew Malik was off having his fun with his Yami, but he hadn't expected his friend to take all of two hours to play with his other. Also Yugi had a suspicion that Ryou was either off brooding about his Yami and the happenings of that morning, or his cheat Yami was also having fun with him. Either way Yugi was left all alone.

When there was only about ten minuets left to lunch Malik came into the lunchroom looking worn out; Yugi supposed he would be too the way Malik liked to do things. Unsuspectingly Malik didn't say a word. He just sat down and didn't even make one little comment about knives. Yugi knew there was something wrong with his friend.

"Malik?" Yugi asked softly, "Are you ok?" Malik looked up sadly at his friend and then pouted, "What's wrong?" Malik appeared to be in thought for a moment and then took a deep breath. Yugi slapped his hands over his ears and shut his eyes tightly, but there was no sound. Yugi cracked an eye and saw Malik sitting across the table looking as if he was trying to scream. Yugi's eyes went wide, "You're mute?" He asked curiously.

Malik nodded sadly/His Yami probably did this./ Atemu (10) informed him/It's normal so there's nothing to worry about./

Yugi giggled suddenly, "That's terrible Malik, but I bet all of your teachers will be happy when they find out." Malik frowned and shook his fist threateningly at Yugi, "Do you know how long you'll be stuck like this?"

Malik stopped his shaking fist and held up two fingers, "Days?" Yugi inquired. Malik nodded and continued to pout. "Here." Yugi pushed his tray of food across the table, "You're probably hungry from your activities so you can have the rest." Malik smiled gratefully and began to shovel food into his mouth. The way he looked for a moment Yugi could have sworn he was sitting at the table with Jou.

Quickly Yugi was overcome with worry again. He hadn't seen Jou since he'd gotten his Yami; Malik said that his new Yami was probably too busy having fun to care if he was at school or not. Yugi knew that was true. A lot of Yami's just wanted their sex and that was it. Students started showing up less and less in the higher grades. Anzu had also stopped coming to school. She had gotten a B-Y-F (11) and she was too embarrassed by it; Yugi feared that Ryou might hide away just like her because of his Yami.

Even Seto Kaiba stopped showing up to school; between work and his psychotic S-Y-F (12) there was just no way that he could show up at all. With everyone leaving, Yugi was beginning to feel increasingly lonely, but hopefully Malik and Ryou would stay with him.

Yugi was brought from his thoughts by a light tapping on his arm, he looked to his Egyptian friend who was pointing to the clock and then pointing to the doors in which the other students were leaving. Yugi stood and the two walked toward the garbage to dump their trash before they both headed off to class.

Index

(1) Actual sex is much worse than what happened between Bakura and Ryou. I guess the people just take more offence to seeing skin rather than the fully clothed stuff.

(2) Yugi is smiling because of the events at the end of the last chapter.

(3) When a Yami has been dead for a certain number of years he/she is not allowed to get a Hikari anymore… otherwise there'd just be trillions of Yamis and there wouldn't be enough Hikaris for that. So the elder Yamis just sit around and talk about the good old days, which really means they're just bragging about sex. :P

(4) I hadn't really planned it like this but Marik is probably around three thousand years old. (That's assuming each of his Hikaris lived for about a hundred years so actually he's probably closer to 2500 years old…)

(5) What would be the point in having Yamis if they didn't have shadow powers? Of course the shadow powers here are for sexy reasons and not world domination. Otherwise I bet Marik would be honing his skills to overthrow the Y-Ks rather than having sex all the time… well he would sometimes.

(6) I didn't think this second part was clear, because of the fact that not all potential Hikari's get a Yami they usually end up as whores. Then, if the Hikari is a woman that is, they can get pregnant and the children are then subjected to the life of the mother. Well, until the Y-Ks find out, but they can't be everywhere at once.

(7) –Drool- Sexy naked Ryou. –Drools more-

(8) EW! I just thought of something… father's Hikari would be the same age as Ryou… XP that's sick, why do I come up with these things?

(9) A Yami will generally want their Hikari to go to school so that they'll be living the good life in the future., though some of them don't care one way or another as long as they get their fun.

(10) I debated this for a while on whether to just call him Yami or not. I decided it would be too strange to have a Yami called Yami so that's the only reason I'm calling him by this name.

(11) Acronym for Bi-Yami-Female.

(12) Acronym for Straight Yami-Female. And, though it doesn't really matter, this character is another OC; thanks for letting me steal you, Maria-chan! (I told you it wasn't for long but I think I just may put Kaiba in for a little bit, even if it is just for entertainment purposes)

Again, I am very, very sorry for the late (really late) update! BLAME MARIK! -Shoves Marik out in front of everyone- THROW STUFF AT HIM!

Marik: -opens his mouth but no words come out-

Woops, look like I still can't write your personality! HA HA!

Marik: -Whips out his Millennium Rod and starts killing anyone within his range.-