A/N: I don't own Yugioh. Wahoo! I got another chapter up! And so you kind
readers may actually read it, I'll keep this note short. So.(thinks) enjoy
the chappie!^_^ (Wow.that was really short.)
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Demon Tears
"Hey Yug! What's up?" Joey stopped short in his ecstatic greeting as he caught the exhausted look grimly pasted the multicolor haired boy's face.
The little one had dark circles traversing under twin violet orbs, those that were slightly shadowed by fatigue. Once crimson hair that had proudly stood erect drooped down in shame, leaving a messy red crown. Even Yugi's school uniform was rumpled with ceases, several buttons undone or mismatched. Not surprisingly, his shoelaces remained loose, flapping like miniature whips as the boy hurried toward the school gate.
"N-nothing.I'm fine, Joey."
Yugi agitatedly flipped the collar of his shirt up to hide the bite marks he had received last night, hoping that Joey wouldn't notice. The other did, but remained silent.
"Er.are you sure? You look kind of beaten up." Joey scratched his head. His friend was usually pretty organized, so it must have been something big to be able to create such an upheaval in the teen.
"Really, Joey. I'm alright. Come on! Let's go or else we're going to be late." Yugi flashed Joey a bright smile and gestured toward the building where streams of other students filed through the doors.
But the blonde didn't believe him for a second. Joey knew Yugi long enough to decipher a forced smile from a genuine one, and this was definitely feigned. Still, the taller boy didn't want to goad into other people's business, so he left it as that.
"Well.if you're sure."
"Yes, I'm sure. Now, let's go!" Yugi tugged on Joey's jacket in an attempt to pull him to class. Joey followed, but his mind was still stuck on that fact that Yugi was hiding something from him. Maybe it had something to do with whatever he was trying to hide under his collar. Joey made a tacit vow to resolve his friend's problem in any way he can, even if it was up against that monster who snapped people's head off.
The teen chuckled softly at the thought. It was ridiculous; after all, why would a fiend like that go after Yugi?
He didn't know how right he was.
***
Deep red bile flowed down the wall, the blood gashing out from twin round incisions. A painful, heatedly, lancing sensation jolted through his body, penetrating every muscle and bone. Something warm pressed against his own small form, licking and lapping at the life fluid seeping out. Suddenly, he felt as if he was on fire---the agonizing hands of hell smoldering against his skin, dancing around him like inconsistent red sparks.tantalizing every fiber of his being. Then, he was choking---the sting around his neck was unbearable, and soon his vision blurred into a broken piece of mosaic.
A sharp smack sounded loudly in front of him. Yugi head snapped up, just in time to meet the not-too-happy face of Mrs. Yakisha, who was unfortunately the strictest teacher in all of Domino school.
"Mr. Motou! What do you think you're doing, dozing off in class like that?" Yakisha demanded, hands clenching a ruler that was dangerously close to Yugi's face.
"I-I." Yugi flushed beet red, eyes averted to his desk in shame. ".Gomen nasai, sensi. It won't happen again."
"I certainly hope not." Yakisha glared at her student disapprovingly before retracting the ruler. "Detention for you."
Yugi's head hang lowly, too disgraced to meet any one else's gaze. He had never gotten a detention before, let alone drifting off in class. What was wrong? It must have had to do with last night's incident, Yugi concluded. The situation really spooked him, and he was sure the vampire will strike again.after him, that is.
Thankfully, nothing out of the ordinary occurred for the rest of the day, a great relief to Yugi.
"Yo, buddy! What happened back there?" Joey asked, running up to catch up to his friend in the hallway. Yugi rarely, and much emphasis on _rarely_, got in trouble.
"Oh, nothing." Yugi waved the inquiry away as cheerfully as he could, though it didn't fool Joey. "I'm just really tired, that all."
The blonde teen remained unconvinced, but didn't prod any farther. Besides, he decided to take matters into his own hands.
Yugi turned the doorknob and crossed the threshold to Yakisha's classroom to serve his punishment.
"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow, Joey."
"Ok. Tomorrow, Yug."
Joey waved goodbye and trotted down the hall, leaving Yugi by himself. But as soon as he was out of his companion's gaze, Joey slipped into the dark recesses of one of the corridors and waited. He was going to find out what's wrong with his best buddy, and he won't give up that easily.
Thirty minutes later, after an incessant twenty minute of lecturing on why one should never doze off in class and the remaining period repeating 'I shall not fall asleep in school again', Yugi was set free. The boy strolled out the double doors of Domino High, unaware that he was being followed.
Yugi threw down his backpack and shoes once in the house and, not bothering to change out of his school uniform, flopped down onto his bed in a weary sigh. The entire day was hectic, and who knew what tomorrow might bring. But for now, all he cared about was getting some rest. In minutes, the boy had drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
A certain someone had been watching, or rather, _spying_, on the multicolor haired teen. Joey Wheeler was currently hiding behind a bush behind the game shop, observing the owner as he fell asleep. When he was sure the coast was clear, Joey bolted for the door leading into the house, slipped in, and heard the satisfying 'click' of the oak panel shutting. Then, he made his way upstairs, more specially to Yugi's room, to feed the curiosity bubbling inside of him of what Yugi was hiding under his collar.
Backing up. Joey would have done that if the atmosphere hadn't turned from the usual cozy ambiance the shop exuded to a frigid coldness. The hair on the teen's neck rose as the air seemed to darken in mood.
"If you're planning to check on Yugi, there's no need." A deep, exceedingly disturbing, voice spoke out. "He is mine."
Joey whirled around, only in time to catch a hazy scene of a dark figure with outrageous hairstyle snap his fingers, before crumpling to the ground into a forced slumber.
"That little sleeping spell should keep him occupied for a few days," the only other person in the room muttered. "But someone might find him here."
Growling in impatience, the said being murmured a quick chant and instantly, Joey's body disappeared.
"Now, time for the real fun." Cackling menacingly, the figure ascended up the stairs, his black cloak billowing in the ironically calm air.
***
Violet orbs blinked open, sensing that something was amiss. The place seemed to have grown too cold.not cold as by the loss of heat, but a dark energy streaming through the room. Then, something clicked inside the young one's mind.
'Oh no! Is he back?' Yugi glanced around frantically, feeling his own heart pounding furiously in anxiety and fear. He didn't see anything, but with a fiend like that, who knows.
"If you're looking for me, then turn around."
Yugi spun his head to face the owner of the voice, and soon enough, there was the beast that had attacked him yesterday, standing smugly in front the door, terminating any chance of escape.
The smaller boy whimpered softer in fright, but the other still caught it and smirked in amusement.
"Let's continue our fun, shall we?" the figure advanced toward Yugi, still holding that sinister smile. "Oh, and in case you should feel the need to.cry out.my name's Yami."
Yugi froze momentarily, then backed away until his back was pressed against the headboard of the bed, as if he was trying to a hide behind it.
Yami licked his lips, feeling a rush of desire pulsate through his body. The boy's taste still lingered in his mouth from the day before, and he was aching for more. In one swift movement, Yami pinned Yugi against the bed, the other's small frame beneath his own well-toned muscular one.
Yugi was about to yell for help when his mouth was covered by none other than his attacker. Yami growled when he felt the teen squirmed and struggle, but soon stopped that by locking the other's arms and legs down with his own. Finally, Yugi realized it was futile to attempt to escape, and silent tears began to roll down his cheeks.
Yami was suddenly torn between comforting the lad or just taking him head on. For some reason, he felt that he couldn't harm the boy in anyway, or allow pain to be inflicted by someone else. It was like an invisible force---he couldn't see it, was it was there, pulling and tugging at him to soothe the mortal.
Yugi gasped quietly as he felt his tears being dried up by soft, feathery kisses. One by one, the tiny pearls vanished when tender lips touched them, the salty taste tingling the other's taste buds. Moments later, all crying cease, leaving Yugi to stare up at his consoler, mouth fixated in the word 'why?'
As an answer, Yami pressed his lips to his gently, licking at the lower half. Yugi moaned, and unconsciously, wrapped his arms around Yami's neck. Taking this as an encouragement, the darkness slipped his tongue in to explore the little one's mouth.
A sudden spark ignited between them as Yami deepened the kiss. One hand had traveled to Yugi's back, the other around his waist, pushing their bodies together. Before long, Yugi was groaning in pleasure as light kisses fluttered down his neck, his skin becoming slightly wet as Yami sucked on the exposed skin.
Just as Yami was about to undo the first button, his senses jumped to alert. Another presence was near.
"What are you doing here, Bakura?" The son of darkness asked coldly, not bothering to turn and face the intruder.
Yugi raised his head and at the end of the bed stood a teenage boy who looked about the same age as Yami, with hazel brown eyes and pale ivory hair and skin. His face was set in an amused expression, but still exhibited a stern look showing that he was one to mess with. But there was one thing both this newcomer and Yami had in common: the pair of sharp, glistening fangs.
"Testy, are we?" The one named Bakura chuckled slightly, eye brows raised at the position the other of his kind was in.
"Answer my question."
"Very well." Bakura's face turned stoic as he cleared his throat. "As you know, the Ceremony of the Forbidden is coming up. By tradition, five mortals have to be sacrificed by the end of the new moon. Not just any mortals---no.they must be special.different.in a way that compels even us, the creatures of the dark, to take interest and spare their life."
Yami scowled, glared at the other vampire. "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying," Bakura's voice continued to be emotionless, "that this boy you find so much interest in is one of the ones we need for sacrifice." Seeing Yami grip the blanket in silent rage, he added, "Those are the rules set by Pegasus, and those are the rules we must follow."
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YK: Sorry if the chapter seemed a bit rushed. I have school tomorrow and I can hardly keep my eyes open.(yawns)
Bakura: I'm in the fic! And I'm not a dromedary!
YK: Zzzz.
Yami: Since YK's half asleep right now, I'll be nice and say it. Please R&R!^_^
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Demon Tears
"Hey Yug! What's up?" Joey stopped short in his ecstatic greeting as he caught the exhausted look grimly pasted the multicolor haired boy's face.
The little one had dark circles traversing under twin violet orbs, those that were slightly shadowed by fatigue. Once crimson hair that had proudly stood erect drooped down in shame, leaving a messy red crown. Even Yugi's school uniform was rumpled with ceases, several buttons undone or mismatched. Not surprisingly, his shoelaces remained loose, flapping like miniature whips as the boy hurried toward the school gate.
"N-nothing.I'm fine, Joey."
Yugi agitatedly flipped the collar of his shirt up to hide the bite marks he had received last night, hoping that Joey wouldn't notice. The other did, but remained silent.
"Er.are you sure? You look kind of beaten up." Joey scratched his head. His friend was usually pretty organized, so it must have been something big to be able to create such an upheaval in the teen.
"Really, Joey. I'm alright. Come on! Let's go or else we're going to be late." Yugi flashed Joey a bright smile and gestured toward the building where streams of other students filed through the doors.
But the blonde didn't believe him for a second. Joey knew Yugi long enough to decipher a forced smile from a genuine one, and this was definitely feigned. Still, the taller boy didn't want to goad into other people's business, so he left it as that.
"Well.if you're sure."
"Yes, I'm sure. Now, let's go!" Yugi tugged on Joey's jacket in an attempt to pull him to class. Joey followed, but his mind was still stuck on that fact that Yugi was hiding something from him. Maybe it had something to do with whatever he was trying to hide under his collar. Joey made a tacit vow to resolve his friend's problem in any way he can, even if it was up against that monster who snapped people's head off.
The teen chuckled softly at the thought. It was ridiculous; after all, why would a fiend like that go after Yugi?
He didn't know how right he was.
***
Deep red bile flowed down the wall, the blood gashing out from twin round incisions. A painful, heatedly, lancing sensation jolted through his body, penetrating every muscle and bone. Something warm pressed against his own small form, licking and lapping at the life fluid seeping out. Suddenly, he felt as if he was on fire---the agonizing hands of hell smoldering against his skin, dancing around him like inconsistent red sparks.tantalizing every fiber of his being. Then, he was choking---the sting around his neck was unbearable, and soon his vision blurred into a broken piece of mosaic.
A sharp smack sounded loudly in front of him. Yugi head snapped up, just in time to meet the not-too-happy face of Mrs. Yakisha, who was unfortunately the strictest teacher in all of Domino school.
"Mr. Motou! What do you think you're doing, dozing off in class like that?" Yakisha demanded, hands clenching a ruler that was dangerously close to Yugi's face.
"I-I." Yugi flushed beet red, eyes averted to his desk in shame. ".Gomen nasai, sensi. It won't happen again."
"I certainly hope not." Yakisha glared at her student disapprovingly before retracting the ruler. "Detention for you."
Yugi's head hang lowly, too disgraced to meet any one else's gaze. He had never gotten a detention before, let alone drifting off in class. What was wrong? It must have had to do with last night's incident, Yugi concluded. The situation really spooked him, and he was sure the vampire will strike again.after him, that is.
Thankfully, nothing out of the ordinary occurred for the rest of the day, a great relief to Yugi.
"Yo, buddy! What happened back there?" Joey asked, running up to catch up to his friend in the hallway. Yugi rarely, and much emphasis on _rarely_, got in trouble.
"Oh, nothing." Yugi waved the inquiry away as cheerfully as he could, though it didn't fool Joey. "I'm just really tired, that all."
The blonde teen remained unconvinced, but didn't prod any farther. Besides, he decided to take matters into his own hands.
Yugi turned the doorknob and crossed the threshold to Yakisha's classroom to serve his punishment.
"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow, Joey."
"Ok. Tomorrow, Yug."
Joey waved goodbye and trotted down the hall, leaving Yugi by himself. But as soon as he was out of his companion's gaze, Joey slipped into the dark recesses of one of the corridors and waited. He was going to find out what's wrong with his best buddy, and he won't give up that easily.
Thirty minutes later, after an incessant twenty minute of lecturing on why one should never doze off in class and the remaining period repeating 'I shall not fall asleep in school again', Yugi was set free. The boy strolled out the double doors of Domino High, unaware that he was being followed.
Yugi threw down his backpack and shoes once in the house and, not bothering to change out of his school uniform, flopped down onto his bed in a weary sigh. The entire day was hectic, and who knew what tomorrow might bring. But for now, all he cared about was getting some rest. In minutes, the boy had drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
A certain someone had been watching, or rather, _spying_, on the multicolor haired teen. Joey Wheeler was currently hiding behind a bush behind the game shop, observing the owner as he fell asleep. When he was sure the coast was clear, Joey bolted for the door leading into the house, slipped in, and heard the satisfying 'click' of the oak panel shutting. Then, he made his way upstairs, more specially to Yugi's room, to feed the curiosity bubbling inside of him of what Yugi was hiding under his collar.
Backing up. Joey would have done that if the atmosphere hadn't turned from the usual cozy ambiance the shop exuded to a frigid coldness. The hair on the teen's neck rose as the air seemed to darken in mood.
"If you're planning to check on Yugi, there's no need." A deep, exceedingly disturbing, voice spoke out. "He is mine."
Joey whirled around, only in time to catch a hazy scene of a dark figure with outrageous hairstyle snap his fingers, before crumpling to the ground into a forced slumber.
"That little sleeping spell should keep him occupied for a few days," the only other person in the room muttered. "But someone might find him here."
Growling in impatience, the said being murmured a quick chant and instantly, Joey's body disappeared.
"Now, time for the real fun." Cackling menacingly, the figure ascended up the stairs, his black cloak billowing in the ironically calm air.
***
Violet orbs blinked open, sensing that something was amiss. The place seemed to have grown too cold.not cold as by the loss of heat, but a dark energy streaming through the room. Then, something clicked inside the young one's mind.
'Oh no! Is he back?' Yugi glanced around frantically, feeling his own heart pounding furiously in anxiety and fear. He didn't see anything, but with a fiend like that, who knows.
"If you're looking for me, then turn around."
Yugi spun his head to face the owner of the voice, and soon enough, there was the beast that had attacked him yesterday, standing smugly in front the door, terminating any chance of escape.
The smaller boy whimpered softer in fright, but the other still caught it and smirked in amusement.
"Let's continue our fun, shall we?" the figure advanced toward Yugi, still holding that sinister smile. "Oh, and in case you should feel the need to.cry out.my name's Yami."
Yugi froze momentarily, then backed away until his back was pressed against the headboard of the bed, as if he was trying to a hide behind it.
Yami licked his lips, feeling a rush of desire pulsate through his body. The boy's taste still lingered in his mouth from the day before, and he was aching for more. In one swift movement, Yami pinned Yugi against the bed, the other's small frame beneath his own well-toned muscular one.
Yugi was about to yell for help when his mouth was covered by none other than his attacker. Yami growled when he felt the teen squirmed and struggle, but soon stopped that by locking the other's arms and legs down with his own. Finally, Yugi realized it was futile to attempt to escape, and silent tears began to roll down his cheeks.
Yami was suddenly torn between comforting the lad or just taking him head on. For some reason, he felt that he couldn't harm the boy in anyway, or allow pain to be inflicted by someone else. It was like an invisible force---he couldn't see it, was it was there, pulling and tugging at him to soothe the mortal.
Yugi gasped quietly as he felt his tears being dried up by soft, feathery kisses. One by one, the tiny pearls vanished when tender lips touched them, the salty taste tingling the other's taste buds. Moments later, all crying cease, leaving Yugi to stare up at his consoler, mouth fixated in the word 'why?'
As an answer, Yami pressed his lips to his gently, licking at the lower half. Yugi moaned, and unconsciously, wrapped his arms around Yami's neck. Taking this as an encouragement, the darkness slipped his tongue in to explore the little one's mouth.
A sudden spark ignited between them as Yami deepened the kiss. One hand had traveled to Yugi's back, the other around his waist, pushing their bodies together. Before long, Yugi was groaning in pleasure as light kisses fluttered down his neck, his skin becoming slightly wet as Yami sucked on the exposed skin.
Just as Yami was about to undo the first button, his senses jumped to alert. Another presence was near.
"What are you doing here, Bakura?" The son of darkness asked coldly, not bothering to turn and face the intruder.
Yugi raised his head and at the end of the bed stood a teenage boy who looked about the same age as Yami, with hazel brown eyes and pale ivory hair and skin. His face was set in an amused expression, but still exhibited a stern look showing that he was one to mess with. But there was one thing both this newcomer and Yami had in common: the pair of sharp, glistening fangs.
"Testy, are we?" The one named Bakura chuckled slightly, eye brows raised at the position the other of his kind was in.
"Answer my question."
"Very well." Bakura's face turned stoic as he cleared his throat. "As you know, the Ceremony of the Forbidden is coming up. By tradition, five mortals have to be sacrificed by the end of the new moon. Not just any mortals---no.they must be special.different.in a way that compels even us, the creatures of the dark, to take interest and spare their life."
Yami scowled, glared at the other vampire. "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying," Bakura's voice continued to be emotionless, "that this boy you find so much interest in is one of the ones we need for sacrifice." Seeing Yami grip the blanket in silent rage, he added, "Those are the rules set by Pegasus, and those are the rules we must follow."
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YK: Sorry if the chapter seemed a bit rushed. I have school tomorrow and I can hardly keep my eyes open.(yawns)
Bakura: I'm in the fic! And I'm not a dromedary!
YK: Zzzz.
Yami: Since YK's half asleep right now, I'll be nice and say it. Please R&R!^_^