Ellllo my lurvely readers, and welcome to chapter 9 of Save the Innocent!

I'm bloody sick T^T, stupid allergies.

Kaiba: Fallen, you're not british. How many times do I have to tell you that you Wanker.

Me: Kaiba you're about as british as I am, and don't use wanker it's dirty...

Kaiba: Wanker.

Jou: Wanker.

Yami: Wanker. Wanker. Wanker.

Me: GAHHHH! Sometimes I wonder how I stand you people.

Yugi: Fallen... Um.. isn't there something you wanted to tell them?

Me: Something... wanted to tell... -thinks- Oh righttt. this chapter is lengthy in my opinion, in this chapter you learn about Yugi's second sin. Also, I hope to find a beta reader soon, it'll help greatly, but idk, do i just have to message a beta reader to be my beta reader?

Kaiba: That would be the smart thing to do Fallen.

Me: Grr, Kaiba, Grr. Anywho... um... anyone wanna be my beta reader? :) Or help me find a good one? That'll be highly appreciated! Anyway please do enjoy chapter nine of STI, b/c if you didn't enjoy that would suck D: .


+Innocent: My Second Sin+

+Yugi's POV+

It was my second year of Junior high, news spread like wildfire about the incident. My murder. My sin. People avoided me like the plague, afraid that I would kill them too. Of course, I tried my best to defend myself but after awhile, I just started to believe them.

So just like they shunned me, I shunned them. I closed myself from the rest of the world. Hoping, praying, that someone would save me from my Hell.

You see, for the past year or two I've been having to juggle school, bullies, stereotyping teachers, and my father's constant rape.

It was a surprise I didn't have a mental breakdown.

Anyway, about half way through the seventh grade me and Anzu grew apart. It was bound to happen one of these days. Every time we shared glances I saw fear and confusion in those blue orbs of her. It sent overwhelming sadness throughout my body, knowing that my childhood friend thought that I was a monster too.

Just like everyone else.

But one day, I met someone different. Or so I thought. Our homeroom teacher took her maternity leave, meaning that for the rest of the school year we'd need a new teacher. When he walked in, I could feel the temperature of the room increase. My face got all flushed when I caught him staring at me, like we were the only two in the room. Everyone else (mostly the girls) were gushing about the new teacher.

Especially Anzu.

Because, you see… the teacher, was actually the man I met at the park.

And Anzu, was going to do everything she could to get him to be hers.

But, that didn't stop me from also having an infatuation with him.

He smirked to himself, even though I caught it instantly. So did Anzu, she always caught the glances me and Sensei shared. Each glance fueling her jealousy.

Me and Sensei became close, he always offered to eat with me during lunch, to help me with my homework.

To be my friend.

He even told me I could call him by his first name, Daisuke.

"Daisuke…san." my face lit on fire, as a blush grazed my pale skin.

He laughed, "Just like that Yugi."

"Daisuke-san." I liked the way his name felt as it rolled off my tongue and out of my lips. I liked the way Daisuke smiled at me whenever I said his name, and I liked the way Daisuke always gave me a kiss to the head before walking off to class.

A couple of days later, Anzu stopped me in the hallway, pulling me into a hug, a hug that wasn't full of warmth, but bone chilling cold. I flinched at the contact, not only because it was cold, but because I suffered a rough night from my father. She caught the flinch and pouted, not at all happy with my reaction.

"Yugi, I know we haven't talked in a while but that doesn't mean you have to flinch."

"S-Sorry Anzu." I stuttered, nervousness flowing through me. "I'm just… in a little pain that's all." I gave her the best smile I could manage, but something was nagging at me in the back of my mind that Anzu suddenly appearing wasn't right.

Anzu smiled back, but it never reached her eyes, "So you and Sensei seem close, ne?"

I knew it, she wanted me to help her get Daisuke-san. I felt my heart speed up, I didn't want to share him, he was mine. But… Anzu was finally talking to me, after all this time. Of course, she was talking to me for all the wrong reasons.

I nodded softly, "Hn, you could say that."

She clapped her hands and cheered, "Yatta! This helps me so much better!" she looked at me with hopeful eyes, "Yugi do you mind hooking me and Sensei up?"

"Uh… Um… Anzu…" I felt my heart constrict. I didn't want to share Daisuke, he was mine, or so I told myself. Giving him up to Anzu would mean losing the only friend I had left. I couldn't handle that at all. "Don't you think, he's a little too old for you."

Anzu looked at me like I just asked her the most stupid question ever. She let out a sharp laugh, and waved her hand at me absentmindedly, "Yugi he's only in his twenty's! Besides, in this day and age there are so many couples with a good amount of age difference. Take the guy who owns the PlayBoy Mansion for example."

Honestly, that reference shouldn't even been made because he was like sixty… but who was I to judge? I slowly nodded, hating how this conversation was turning out. "So you really like Sensei?"

"I love him so much!" she gushed, "He is the hottest thing I have ever seen."

Hottest? That's when it hit me, Anzu didn't like Daisuke because of his personality. Oh no, she liked him all because of his looks. When did she turn so shallow? "You only love him for his looks?" Anzu nodded enthusiastically, like it was the most natural thing in the world to like a guy for their looks. "Isn't that kind of… shallow?"

She gasped, looking like she just got slapped in the face. Her blue orbs widened before dulling to a glare, "Are you calling me shallow Yugi?" she hissed my name.

I started to back away, shaking my head furiously, "No, No I never said-"

"Yes you did Yugi! You're calling me shallow! Well you know what I don't need any help from a freak like you. I'll get Sensei by myself." she tossed her hair, and with her head held high stalked off, leaving me alone in the hallway.

Freak like you….

Freak like you…

Freak.

That's what I am… a freak.

I slid to the ground, hands gripping my chest, eyes stinging with tears. Why am I crying? I don't know. Maybe because my "friend" thinks of me as a freak. Or maybe, just maybe, it was because she was planning on using me to get Daisuke.

Months passed after that incident, and it looked like Anzu had succeeded, or so it seemed. She was always with Daisuke, twenty-four seven. During lunch, she was on top of him, like he was a chair. Always feeding him, like he couldn't do that for himself. Anzu always made her skirt a little to short, and her shirts were always a little too tight.

Seeing her latch onto Daisuke everyday sent waves of jealousy throughout my system. Didn't she know he was mine? How could she take my only friend away?

But what really hurt me most, was the looks he sent her, those eye to eye conversations. The ones me and Daisuke used to have. Anzu had stolen that from me too.

Now, I'm the only one who sits beneath the sakura tree at the school. The only one who gets adorned with it's soft petals as it caresses my skin. The only one that the wind spent any time, blowing the few pieces of hair that clung to my face, and gently blowing away my tears.

A shadow came over me, and I was afraid to look up, but I heard that warm deep husky voice that always sent a blush wild across my face, and my heart racing. I looked up and smiled; it was Daisuke.

He told me he was terribly sorry for not being able to be with me the past couple of weeks. I shook my head and gave him the best smile I could, which was pretty feeble, and told him it was alright. That I shouldn't have to hog him all to myself, that I'd have to share.

Daisuke cocked his head to the side, and slowly sat next to me, ruffling my spiky hair. He asked me how things at home were, and I told him they were same old same old. He nodded with complete understanding.

For the rest of lunch, I had Daisuke back at my side. The cold empty feeling that once followed me everywhere I go was now filled with warmth. He hugged me, and whispered softly into my ears: "Meet me at the park tonight." It wasn't a question, he was expecting me there.

I nodded and smiled up at him, his warm coal black eyes smiling at me too. He pulled his hair into a pony tail, one that brushed his shoulders. A few stray bangs were left in place, giving him a young, fresh look. I blushed, he was just so… handsome.

He placed a kiss on my forehead, and told me he couldn't wait to see me tonight. Neither could I. We said our goodbyes and I relaxed on the sakura tree. Everything felt so right, everything felt so warm.

For the first time in two years I felt so… complete.

So… loved?

I shook my head and giggled. Daisuke was only being nice to me, he never told me he loved me… but I felt it. Deep in my little heart, I felt that love that he had for me.

The bell rang then, signaling it was time for to get to class. What I didn't know was the fact that Anzu saw every single thing that happened underneath that sakura tree, and she was plotting every single step she would take to make that tonight miserable.

+Innocent: What I once loved, will be taken away from me.+

I swung awkwardly on the sings, watching all the people that came in and out of the part. Enjoying the cool night that was so happily granted to me. My father, Anzu, the world, were the farthest things from my mind. All I could think about was Daisuke.

Daisuke, Daisuke, Daisuke.

Daisuke. Daisuke. Daisuke.

I heard the sound of leaves crinkling, and felt a sudden grasp on the reins of the swings. I looked up and stared face to face with Daisuke. His features were so innocent, that I let my own ignorance blind me of what was to come.

He brought me over to a secluded spot of the park, and brought me on his lap. Instantly I felt something poke my backside, but I didn't pay any mind to it. I snuggled into the warmth, and he buried his head into my neck. I felt something warm and wet press against my neck, it left goose bumps all over my skin.

"Yugi." he whispered my name countless times. Each name had a kiss afterwards.

I should have been scared, when I felt his hand grace its way up my shirt.

I should have been scared, when he pinched my perked nipple, and a moan escaped my lips.

And I should have been scared, when his tongue ran over my bottom lip, and plunged into my mouth.

But I wasn't.

Why? I don't know. In theory, I probably wasn't registering what was happening. I was too caught up in the emotions of it all.

We were sprawled on the ground, his tongue doing wonders to my body. His touch lighting things on fire, making me moan, making me feel pleasure when I should have felt pain.

He looked at me with lust fill eyes, his normally pinned up black hair fell from his shoulders, making him look like a fallen angel. His grip on my wrist tightened, and I felt something nudge my entrance.

I knew what would happen next.

I looked up at him, my amethyst eyes twinkling, the fear was now setting in. "Daisuke…san, what are you- AH!" the finger was inserted, going in and out in and out. Trying to find my special spot.

He kept biting my bottom lip, nibble, nibble, bite. Blood was filling my mouth, mixing in with the saliva. His tongue was suffocating me. His finger was probing the entrance my father violated every single night.

No matter how much I protested, no matter how much my body squirmed, no matter how much I chocked up saliva, and blood, and bile. He continued, intent on raping me under this tree. I let my tears fall, knowing, believing, that love was something that got you hurt.

That with love, it only brings you pain.

That with love… you're a fool if you believe in it.

I'm a fool.

A fool who was in a love.

Now I'm a fool who's about to be raped.

I don't know what happened after that, I think I passed out afterwards. When I woke up, Daisuke was on the ground, dazed and bloodied. I was about to scream, but something in my mind stopped me. Something, told me… It's alright, leave the bloodied fool behind and run.

Run as fast as you can, and don't look back.

I got up and ran as fast as I could, the park was deserted now and the only thing left were shadows. Terrifying mocking shadows, stalking me everywhere I turned. The park was bigger than I imagined, and Daisuke was stirring, soon he was chasing after me. Calling my name over and over again.

Trying to stop my escape.

We were in the middle of the street now, Daisuke finally caught me in his grasp. He pulled me into a tongue induced kiss. Somehow, his tongue was cut, and blood was mixed in once again with my saliva as he played and tortured my tongue.

To my dismay, Anzu was on the other side of the street. Viewing all of this, but she didn't say a word. She gripped onto the handle of her handbag, bright blue orbs surging with fear. Her body racking in anger as she did her best to maintain cool.

Bright lights blurred my vision, my lip felt sore, my body felt used, my heart felt shattered. He tried pulling me into another kiss. The bright lights were approaching, the sound of a car horn was evident, the fear was rising.

I pushed Daisuke away, he toppled to the ground, and before I knew it, he was surrounded by a pool of blood. The car was on the opposite side of the road, and the driver was going into a state of panic. The driver quickly dialed 911, asking me if I were alright. Saying: "Oh my God, Oh my God, I killed someone!"

My mind was transmitting everything in slow motion, nothing seemed real. Everything was surreal. The new dead corpse of my teacher, the pool of blood that surrounded him, the lifeless eyes staring up at me, condemning me, blaming me, calling me a monster.

Anzu rushed over to the scene, and started to pull on an act. Her eyes were puffy and red, and she was gripping on to Daisuke's bloody shirt. She was wise not to scream; Sensei. Instead she yelled out her name for the heavens to hear.

"Daisuke! Daisuke!" she looked at me now, her eyes stone cold. Her fingernails caked with blood. She spat at me and hissed my name, "You killed him you little freak! You couldn't stand the fact that maybe, just maybe he liked me better than you! You jealous little bastard, now he's dead! And it's; All. Your. Fault." more tears ran down her face, her teeth seemed almost fang-like, "Go die Yugi Motou. Go die so no one else has to suffer."

I ran. I ran hard, I ran fast, I ran until I couldn't run anymore.

For days I stayed out of sight, walking from place to place, not even knowing where my body would take me. I collapsed in the front of a building, my body giving out, my eyelids dulling. It started to rain then, but not even heavens tears could wash away my sin.

I killed another.

My hands were stained once again.

I think I passed out again, when I woke up I was surrounded by fluffy white pillows, and a warm nice blanket. I snuggled into the warmth, the warmth that only objects could give me now. Footsteps padded across the floor, stopping towards my bed.

"Finally you're awake." the voice was warm, inviting, full of innocence. But I learned enough now, that I shouldn't, I wouldn't, I couldn't fall for that. I stared up at the voice, that belonged to a boy who was probably eight or nine. He had medium long black hair, that looked like a lion's mane, and his onyx black eyes contrasted so well with his tanned skin. "We found you passed out at my onii-chan's building. We were so worried when you wouldn't respond." he looked up towards the doorway, "Weren't we Onii-chan."

"Onii-chan" who was actually Kaiba, leaned against the doorway. I remember seeing him from school, he was the heir to the Kaiba Corp industry. He was always being praised and admired by both students and teachers. He was like a bright light that you just couldn't ignore.

He glazed down at me, and I was afraid he would kick me out. Knowing the deeds that I have committed, instead he walked up to the bed, sat down, and ruffled my hair. "Jeez, don't scare me like that Yugi." he smiled at me, cobalt eyes shining. "I have no idea what happened, but you're in no shape to go home. Stay here for the night, we'll take care of you."

"Why…?" my voice was barely a whisper, "Why are you so kind to me… a freak… a murderer… a-"

He stopped me in mid-sentence, "First of all, I know that someone like you Yugi couldn't hurt a fly. Second of all, Kaiba Corp also has ties to the police force, I looked into the record of your case and found that it was all an accident. You were just protecting your mother, as the charges claim. The case was dropped sadly, and no one ever looked at it again."

"You… looked at my case?"

Kaiba nodded curtly, he didn't seem embarrassed at all, "Well I wanted to know the truth. I don't like believing gossip, especially one of the middle-school level." he gave me a sad smile, "Sorry though… I shouldn't have-"

"No, no… it's fine really." I smiled up at him, "Thank you Kaiba." I looked over at his brother, "And thank you too-"

"-Mokuba." he smiled at me.

I nodded the best I could, "Mokuba." I repeated.

"You get some sleep okay. We'll see you in the morning." they shut the door, and darkness quickly filled the room. I shivered, but in a good way, if that's even possible. I stayed up the whole night, fueled with this… feeling. This feeling of… warmth. Feeling of… compassion.

For once, people didn't view me as a monster, only as a human being.

That thought helped me sleep through the night peacefully.

+Innocent: So it's true, not everyone thinks of me as a monster.+

+Normal POV+

"Afterwards I met Jou, he heard all about my 'sins', or as much as the people who spread the gossip around knew. When he met me, he told me that someone like you couldn't possibly done such things. He gave me a smile, and after that we became close friends." Yugi explained. Yami clutched onto Yugi tightly, hearing all the things Yugi told him, felt like a dream.

'How could this have happened…' he felt tears prick the corner of his eyes. Yugi caught this, and quickly wiped them away with the back of his hand.

"Why are you crying Yami? I am just that good of a story teller?" Yugi lamely joked, trying to get Yami to crack a smile.

More tears ran down his face, his eyes clouded by his bangs, "I'm so sorry." he whispered into his neck, "I'm so so sorry. Through your whole life, all love's that done to you was bring you pain." Yugi was silent, thinking of all the times he loved someone, and how they ended up dying in the end.

'I'm afraid to love, afraid to fall into that feeling again.' he looked down at his hands, through his eyes he could see the blood on them from his mother's murder. He gripped them tight, then stared up at Yami, 'I'm afraid to love you…'

As if reading his mind, Yami gently kissed his head, the tears dropping one by one on Yugi's spiky head. "Yugi… if I can, I want to be the one; who takes all your fears away. I love you Yugi. I love you. I love you. I love you. I'll repeat it over and over again, I'll wait forever, until you're able to love me too. I don't want you to be afraid, to open up, to have feelings for someone again. I'll be yours forever, I'll never leave your side, never use you, I'll only show you the love you've always deserved."

Yugi stared wide-eyed at the confession, his heart starting beating, his face was flushed, his hands felt clammy, and he felt it hard to breath.

Do it Kid. Do it now. Hug him, plant a big one on his lips! Just do something!

Yugi wrapped his arms around Yami's waist and hugged onto him tightly, his body shaking as he let out tears that he'd been holding in. He felt Yami's arms suddenly surround him, and he felt comfort in the warmth. 'This is real… this warmth… I pray I never get it taken away.' he looked up at Yami with tear stained eyes, "Can you really say that… can I really believe in your love?"

Yami nodded, and gently rubbed circles on Yugi's back, "Of course Yugi, my love is forever yours."


So I'm stopping the chapter here, b/c i can do that :D

Daisuke: I got killed?

Me: No, No, No, YOU didn't get killed, the teacher did.

Daisuke: looks at Yugi- You named me after a dead guy!

Yugi: Hides behind Yami- I didn't think you would take it that badly!

Me: Slaps Daisuke for scaring Yugi- Oi, HotHead, Calm down, there's a reason why you were named after him, but that'll come later. Anywho did i mention.. WE HIT THE 30 MARK IN REVIEWS!

Me & rest of characters: BANZAIII! -THROWS CONFETTI-

Yugi: But more reviews would be good too right Fallen?

Me: Nods- They would be highly appreciated, i really want to know what you guys think of this chapter, because i finally know which direction i'm going to take it!

Yami: What direction is that?

Me: Motions you closer- -whispers-

Yugi: :O!

Me: Shhhhh! Anyway! Reviews fuel my creativity and make me more eager to write ^^. Also, don't forget to check out Love Guided By the Stars, is a YugixYami fanfic, and I'd really like to get some feedback.

Thank you all for reading chapter 9, till we meet again! :D.