Summary:

Yugi Motto is chosen it be implanted with a special breed of demon known as a dinshi. But what happens when he is not implanted with a dinshi but a kinshi. A soul stealer.

Story Rating:

Rated MA for contain explicit language and adult themes.

Chapter Rating:

Rated MA for contain explicit language and adult themes.

Disclaimer:

I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! It belongs to Kazuki Takahashi.

Story Pairing(s):

Puzzleshipping: Yami x Yugi — This is the main pairing. Others may occur throughout the story.

Notes:

Flashbacks

Any text that is inside this (~blah blah blah~) is stuff I am saying and not part of the story.

Soul Eater

First Word

When I woke up, I was lying on the floor of my soul room with Yami sitting by me. He was crying.

"Yami, what's wrong?" I asked looking at him. He didn't answer, but just stared at with sad eyes the broke my heart. I tried to sit up, but it was a struggle to do so because of my stomach. Once I got up, I decided to ask again. "Yami, why are you crying?"

He kept crying, but he started to make this . . . whining sound. As if he was scared.

"What's wrong?" I reached out to hug him, but he moved away, whining again. He sounded just like a scared puppy. Or a wounded one. "Yami, what is wrong?"

Yami pulled his legs up to his chest and wrapped his tiny arms around them. His shoulders trembled as he cried. Hard.

"Mama."

The word froze me for a moment. Who on earth . . . ?

Yami pulled his head out from his knees to look straight into my eyes. "Mama."

I could feel the tears build up in my eyes and quickly spill over. He said 'Mama.' Yami, my little Yami, spoke. He said his first word. Yami said 'Mama.' Yami called me 'Mama.'

Yami sniffed before titling his head. "Ma . . . ma?"

I quickly threw my arms around him. Now I was crying! "Y-Yami! You spoke! You said your first word!"

Yami squawked again, trying to escape out of my arms.

Instinctively, I held onto him tighter. He must have though that I was angry because he started crying louder. "Oh Yami, it's wonderful that you spoke." He still didn't calm down. "I love you."

He froze immediantly.

I looked up at him to see him staring at me with his eyes opened wide in shock. "What's wrong, Yami? Why are you so sad?"

Yami whimpered for a moment before looking around the room. He must have found what he was looking for because he ran on four legs over to the table that sat next to the bed. Their were several pictures of Varun and Isis on there. Now there were even a few of Joey, Tristan, and Anzu.

Yami reached up and grabbed the nearest one and ran back over to me. He sat down in front of me and held out the picture so it was upside down.

I took it from him and turned it over. It was one of Varun holding me a few days after he found me. An exact copy of this photo sat in a frame in my room.

I looked up at Yami with an eyebrow raised. He looked at me then looked pointedly back at the photo. I looked back as well. There was something he was trying to tell me. Something about Varun and me . . .

I looked back up at him as I realized. "You . . . you heard, didn't you?"

He only nodded as he stared at me.

He heard it. He heard what Varun was telling me. About him. About how he's killed people. Does he know that I know that he is going to kill me as well?

"I love you," I whispered. He jumped but did nothing else. "No matter what happens, I love you. Alright?"

Yami stared at me for a moment longer before he burst into tears. He rushed into my arms and held me tightly. I held him just as tight.

(~I started crying as I wrote this part.~)

"Mama." Yami looked up at me and smiled a gorgeous smile. I couldn't help but smile in return.

I leaned down and kissed his forehead and rested my cheek on top of his head.

"Mama," he sighed, and burrowed his face into my shoulder. "Mama."

That's the last thing I remembered.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in my room. I looked around and found Joey and Tristan sitting up in the corner asleep. Tea was using them as a pillow. They

I chuckled lightly and felt Yami kick lightly. I got the feeling that he was happy because I was happy.

I slowly tried to sit, slowly being the key word. Lord, how much time has it been now? I tried to sit up, but I get only get up enough so that my back was at a forty-five degree angle. I looked down at my stomach to see that . . . it stretched out to my knees!

I rested my upper back against the head board and waited for either Joey, Trsitan, and Anzu to wake up or for someone to come in. Knowing Isis, she has been checking on me every day.

My wait wasn't long before, right on cue, Isis walked into the room. She looked over to the guys and shook her head. When she saw that I was awake, she ran over to me and sat on the bed. "Are you alright, Yugi? You had me worried."

"I'm fine," I promised. She was probably worried sick, even though she, in my opinion, had no reason to. "How have you been?"

She rolled her eyes at me. "It's just like you to ask how I'm doing," she muttered, "when you are the one who has been falling unconscious on and off for the past nine months."

I started laughing as she said that, but I stopped as her words finally registered. "Wait, nine months! It's been nine months?"

" . . . Yes . . . " she said slowly. She was probably worried that I was going to freak out.

"That means Yami will come out soon!" I yelled quietly to myself, trying not to wake the others.

Nine months. Nine months with my precious Yami. That would soon be over.

Most dinshi, and kinshi, are carried for nine months, just like with human children. They grow faster than human children do in the womb. So when they are 'born' they are usually about the size of a six or seven year old child. That was why I was so huge.

"What?" she whispered and I looked back up at her. She was now staring at me with wide fearful eyes. "What did you just say?"

"What do you mean?" I didn't understand what she was so afraid of. "You mean about Yami being bo—"

"Are you insane?" she screeched as she stood. In the back of my mind, I heard the Anzu, Tristan, and Joey yell as they were startled awake. "How you say speak so kindly of it? Now that you know the truth! That thing you're carrying is nothing but a murdering, evil monster!"

"He is not!" Despite how my brain was denying it in my mind, my voice broke at 'not.'"

She nodded as she noticed my hesitation.

"Leave me alone," I muttered as I felt the tears building up in my eyes. I had already figured out that Yami was going to kill me. I didn't need anybody else telling me as well.

"I don't want you to be all happy and joyful when it suddenly starts to attack yo—"

"Leave me alone!" I screamed at her at the top of my lungs. "Get out!" I saw the others start to come over. "All of you! Get out and leave me alone!"

Isis didn't move. Joey and Tristan, thankfully, came and pulled Isis away from the room. Anzu had immediately fled from the room.

With them gone, I finally broke out crying. I didn't need this. I didn't need to be constantly told that my little Yami was going to kill me. Why can't they just let me live with the moment.

Thump. Thump. I felt Yami start kicking again. They were happening more often than normal, Thump, but then again, Thump, he wasn't kicking as hard as usual. Thump. Thump.

"I love you." Thump. "I love you so much. I wish you would love me like I love you."

I didn't notice when the door opened until the person there spoke. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here."

I felt the fear surge through as I recognized who it was, and I felt Yami give another kick that was harder than normal. He was probably reacting to my fear.

I looked up at him. Ushio stood there in the doorway, leaning his on his shoulder as he smirked at me.

"I can't believe that little Yugi is carrying." He started laughing, the sound of it making me shiver, as he shut the door behind him. "I must say, I am surprised to see my bitch pregnant with something that isn't mine."

"I'm not . . . "

"Really," he said as he walked closer to me, "I say you are." He reached behind him and pulled out a knife.

My eyes widened and I instinctively attempted to back away, but my lack of mobility prevented me from moving very far.

He crawled onto the bed and strattled my thighs. "I always thought that I would be the one to make your stomach swell like this." His left hand, as his right hand still held the knife, rubbed my stomach softly before it moved down to my shorts and yanked them off.

"I though I would be the first to thrust his cock inside that tight little tunnel of yours." He reached down with both hands and cut my underwear before throwing the pieces aside. "Tell me little Yugi, who was the first to fuck you senseless?"

"I . . . I haven't . . . "

"You haven't what?" He reached up and cut off my shirt this time, revealing my bra. He took off his shirt as well. "You what . . . don't who it was? Did you get raped?"

I was so scared stiff that I couldn't speak, or even move to stop him.

"I want to know who fucked what was mine?" He cut my bra off and reached to cut and work my right breast. "Or has it been more than one? You haven't become a whore as well have you?"

He put down his knife and let me go as he reached down to unzip his pants. He wore no undergarments.

His hard erection sprang up as he slide down his pants. "You know, the though of someone else taking you," his erection rose more, "makes me hard."

He stood up on his knees over my thighs and held down my hands, and started thrusting against my stomach. "You are my whore." He moaned at 'my'."

I felt so sick. But my feared for not only myself, but mostly for Yami. I just prayed that whatever Ushio did to me didn't hurt him.

Ushio suddenly stopped and crawled around me until he was strattling my chest. He leaned back against my stomach as he placed his even harder penis between my breasts and squeezed them together.

He moaned as he began to thrust lightly. "Fuck, Yugi," he moaned. "I can't wait to thrust inside you."

I tired to move, tried to say something, tried to do something, but I remained frozen.

"Look at you, my good little whore." He got up and moved my legs so that he was kneeling between them. He leaned down and grasped his knife again and held it up in the air, point down.

"But not while you are carrying someone else child!" His arm came down and it took me a few seconds to register the pain.

I screamed as the fire burned in my stomach. It started at the peak and moved downward toward my waist. Was he really crazy enough to cut out . . .

"No!" I screamed as my arms flailed around me. I tried to claw at him but my stomach prevented me from reaching him.

I felt as his hands reached into my stomach and the knife cut into my uterus. He was really doing this! He was really going to cut Yami out of me!

"No! Leave him alone!" My screams did nothing to stop. "Leave him alone! Please!"

"Sorry, but I can't let you have something that isn't mine."

I heard the growl at the same time I heard him gasp. He stumbled back to the end of the bed, stuttering. "I-I-It ca-ca-can't be! What is that thing?"

I felt my stomach move from the inside and all my pain faded away. All of my senses of touch just evaporated away.

I heard that all too familiar growl before I heard Ushio yell in pain. I managed to gather enough energy to look to see what was going on. My eyes widened at what I saw.

His pitch black tail was now near seven feet long. His skin was now pitch black and the whites of his eyes were now black. His open mouth revealed white fangs and his nails were lengthened into claws. His crimson eyes glowed brighter than ever before. And filled with rage.

Yami, my little Yami, was actually on the still screaming Ushio as he clawed and bit him over and over again and any part of his body he could find.

"Y-Yami," I gasped as my vision started to blur and darken around me.

Yami looked up at me then, for just one fleeting moment. He stared at me just like Varun stared at people who used to make fun of me. He was protecting me. Maybe he did care.

Or maybe he just didn't want anyone having what he though was his.

I want to thank Angel's Charm and Chronos Mephistopheles for reviewing the last chapter the same day I added it.

I got completely stuck on this chapter. I had severe writer's block. Sorry for taking so long.

Ok, everyone, I just wanted to let ya'll know that some chapters, or parts of chapters, will not all be in Yugi's POV. I will not identify to you who's POV it is. I want that to be part of the story, reading and figuring out whose it is based on how they think and what they say. I have read plenty of amazing stories that was always in 1st person but never said whose it was. Sometimes I will use third person POV as well. Just letting you know so you're not surprised.

So, yay! Yami's finally here for real! I bet you guys have been waiting for this! I wish I could say, "I hope you like the chapter!" but I fell like it is so wrong to say right now. I am sorry that I made that happen to Yugi but it is needed.

If you have any questions either mention it in your review or send me a message. I don't care which.

Started: Saturday, June 12, 2010

Finished: Monday, August 30, 2010