Skin


Chapter Seven


Yami snapped his eyes open. "M-mister Bakura-" he felt a hand cover his mouth, preventing him from speaking. Only moans came out as he tried to get the man almost three times as big as he was off of him.

"Shush, pretty one, shush," said Bakura, caressing his face. "My, what beauty you have," he whispered, inhaling Yami's scent. "Kaiba's given you the most expensive scents around, dear, I can tell,"

Yami struggled to get out of Bakura's hold as tears started to stream down his face. But it was useless. His frame was too small to get something as big as the man off of him. Bakura started to kiss him down the neck, and started to unbutton the shorts he wore.

'Oh God, please no! Let me go! This is not happening! Jesus, I'm going to get raped! Help me, please! Help me! Seto! Otogi-kun!'Yami thought, keeping his legs closed.

"Come on, honey, open those beautiful legs; they need to be seen, touched," Yami shook his head. Bakura pulled the shorts down to Yami's knees, and touched Yami's flawless thighs. Yami let out something that would have sounded like a scream if his mouth wasn't being covered by Bakura's hand.

Wait. The room was voice activated. Yami, this room is voice activated, and will do anything you command. You know, lock the door, open the windows, etc. And your voice is what it needs to get going, ok? he remembered Seto's words. Now the only problem was how get that working. It's not like he can get the windows to break and blind Bakura.

By this time, Bakura's other hand was already up his shirt, touching him everywhere. He tried to keep calm and think, but the things that were happening at that moment were scaring him to death. He was going to get raped! By Seto's biggest investors! Shit. Bakura's hands were somewhere where they weren't supposed to be.

Wait. His knees!

Yami now tried to keep calm breathed in and out. "That's it, breathe," said Bakura, then he felt something hit his lower body, and it wasn't just any where. Bakura grabbed his you know what and stumbled to the floor.

Yami took a deep breath, even though he had a hard time breathing because of his uncontrollable crying. "LOCK THE DOORS! LOCK THE WINDOWS! TURN ON THE COMMUNICATOR!" he sobbed and the room did do what he said. Bakura was on the floor, still in pain. "SETO! OTOGI!"

Seto's room communicator turned on, sending Yam's panicking voice echoing in his room. "Yami?!" he jerked out of bed and ran down stairs. "Yami?! Yami?!" the door was locked. "Dammit, open the door!"

Otogi came after him, too. "Seto-sama!"

The door opened as he commanded. He saw Yami's shorts down to his knees. Bakura was on the floor, trying to stand up with difficulty. "You son of a bitch!" Seto clenched his fist and hit the man square on his face. "What did you do to him?!" he demanded, kicking Bakura as he fell to the floor once more. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?!" he kept on kicking him until Bakura couldn't move. "Otogi! Carry Yami to my room!" he told the nurse. "Communicator! Call the police! Grant access by the retinal scanner!" he stepped out the door. "Lock the doors, lock the windows. Activate Security System Program Panic." Metal surrounded the room, locking Bakura in.

Seto ran to his room, and saw Otogi setting Yami down on the bed. "Seto!" Yami sobbed. "He touched me! He tried to hurt me!" Seto hugged him. "He touched me!"

"I'm here, I'm here. He won't come anymore. He won't hurt you, I'm here, I'll protect you, I promise," said Seto, laying Yami down on the bed. He saw that Otogi had already buttoned up Yami's shorts. "You'll be with me tonight, ok? The police will come for Bakura tomorrow and send him away, ok?"

Yami nodded. Seto got in and kept Yami close. "Don't leave, ok?"

"I won't,"

"I will make sure that the police get him, Seto-sama, Yami-sama. Please do not worry and get the night's rest," said Otogi, who was tying the rope of his bathrobe, before leaving.

"Promise me that he'll never get out of jail. Promise me," Yami whispered, burying himself in Set's chest. "I don't wanna see him ever again. Promise me,"

"Shush, Yami, shush," said Seto, still hearing Yami's silent crying. "I won't let him out. Ever."

"I was so scared…so scared…" Yami had started to cry again. "He covered my mouth…and he…touched me!"

"I won't let that happen again, I promise," Seto kept him close, pulling Yami close to his chest. He pulled up the sheets to Yami's shoulders, up to his mid-trunk. Yami continued crying. Seto kissed him on the forehead.

Otogi rounded up a few of Seto's available bodyguards. "Stay alert, Seto-sama's already resting with Yami-sama. Keep that bastard in there!" he said, turning to the servants. "Are the police here?"

"Hai," one said, and Otogi saw another lead three officers into the hall.

"What seems to be the problem?" one asked.

"Get the man in this room arrested," said Otogi, pointing to the door.

"On what counts?"

"Child molestation and attempted rape,"

"Is it the young Kaiba, sir?" he asked, as the bodyguards let them in the room.

"No. Master Kaiba's classmate, officer,"

"Age?"

"15,"

"Oh, dear," he said, watching his comrades cuff up the white haired man. "YOU don't know how much that's going to cost you, old man. Take him away," he turned to Otogi. "Will Mr Kaiba take this to court?"

"No. I think not. Mr Kaiba has no time for that. He just wants him in jail, immediately," he said, watching the two other officers escort Bakura out the rest house. "Thank you for your time, officer. Have a good night," the officer nodded.

Otogi pinched the bridge of his nose and collapsed down on one of the seats nearby. "Holy Christ, this wasn't supposed to happen," he sighed. He went back to his room, but not before checking on Seto and Yami, who were already asleep when he took a peek.

Otogi closed the door, and ran into one of the servants. "Sumimasen deshita!" she bowed.

"It's ok, I'm not going to bite," said Otogi. "Do you think that Yami-sama will be alright?"

"Oh, that's one thing I can't answer," she said, "When Young Master Kaiba gets too scared in a situation, he immediately falls ill. I do not know if it's anything too serious,"

"Well, we'll just have to wait, won't we?" said Otogi, letting her pass by. He went to his room and readied a few paracetamols if ever Yami did get sick, as the maid had told him, just like Mokuba got sick when he gets too scared.

He laid down on his bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering what got into the man's mind, what made him do such a thing. Child molestation…and attempted rape. That would be a heavy case. Even though he didn't know how long will his sentence be, but he's sure it will be long. Really long.

He turned off the lights with a snap of his fingers. He sighed. "Oh Yami-sama," he said, pulling up the covers.

It was already three in the morning when Otogi laid down on his bed, and he didn't get much sleep after that, worrying about Yami's condition. He heard the servants preparing things up outside, like any other day. Then he realized that he couldn't sleep, maybe because of worrying about Seto and Yami too much. He got out of bed and decided to help the servants prepare everything they needed to prepare before the new couple upstairs woke up.

He went down the stairs, meeting a few butlers and maids on the way. "Otogi-sama, are you not supposed to be asleep?" an old maid asked him as he entered the kitchen. "Would you desire a cup of tea?"

"Can't sleep, and yes, please," he said, sitting down on one of the stools by the counter. "D'you think those two will be alright? I mean, after what had just happened,"

"Oh, the Master will be alright, I assure you, but his new found lover won't," she said, pouring warm water in a cup. "Maybe that you have heard about the Young Master?" she put the cup on the saucer on the counter in front of Otogi.

"That he gets sick after a terrifying situation? Yeah," he said, sipping his tea. 'This is pretty good,'

"We once had a Halloween party here in the mansion, the Young Master's idea," she said as she started to clean the kitchen. "He said he wanted us to trick our fellow servants, and him and the Master. We decided to scare him," Otogi listened intently, sweep the wooden floors.

"With what?" he asked.

"I think it was one of the maids who dressed up as the Ju-on." (The Grudge)

"It I were him I'd piss on my pants too if I saw Ju-on," said Otogi, taking another sip of his tea.

She chuckled. "The Master was laughing his heart out at first, but when our little boy hugged him and cried, we couldn't help but say sorry, he was so scared, seeing Ju-On on the stairs. The Master hugged his baby brother tightly and said sorry, for he was the one who suggested Ju-On,"

"Then what happened?"

"The Young Master lost consciousness as he went down for breakfast the morning after," she continued, "Good thing that the Master was there to catch him, and he felt that the young boy was burning up,"

"Oh dear," said Otogi, putting down the cup.

"That's what my mother said, too," she said, putting away the broom.

"What?"

"That if you scare a kid, he'll fall ill," she took the empty cup. "Now," she lifted Otogi's chin up. "Try and get some sleep, young man, even for at least four hours. I believe that the Master and his lover will awaken at around eight," she gave him a smile that a grandma would give his grandchild, and Otogi nodded and got off the stool. "Go on!"

Otogi made his way back to his room and tried to get some sleep. Though his efforts were futile the first half hour, he did fall asleep.


please review. sorry for the twist of events.