Mijikai: (peeks out from hiding place) Is he gone?
Yami: Yep.
Mijikai: Phew. Ha ha! I knew that baka wouldn't catch me!
Yami: Oh really?
Mijikai: Yep! Yami is such a baka, huh Yami.shit! Yami! (Runs away)
Yami: Get back here! I still have to skewer you!
Yugi.um.please enjoy the next chapter. I have to try to keep Yami from killing the author.
Yami: DIE!
Mijikai: Whaaaaaaaaa!!!
Warning: Just for all of you to be aware, there will be a little magic in this tale, but it's not really a major deal. Just a very tiny bit. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Entry Twelve
"Yami," was the word that tumbled out of my mouth.
He stared at me, and then looked away, and my eyes slowly turned towards the ground, and tears fell onto my lap.
'Yami hates me. He hates me, hates me, hates me.'
I heard his footsteps walk passed me, and then stopped.
"Were you the one who did this to him?" Yami asked in a cold voice.
"Yeah so?"
There was silence, and then there was a sound of something colliding with flesh and a grunt.
I dared to look behind my shoulder and I saw Yami standing there, fist out, with the man lying on his back, clutching his nose as he moaned in pain.
"So, you're not so tough after all huh? Is that your style? Picking on those weaker then you?" Yami asked and grabbed the man's shirt and drew him up, punching him in the face again. "You are a despicable man."
The man started to whimper, begging forgiveness, but Yami's eyes darkened to almost black.
"You think I should give you forgiveness when you took something from him that he can never get back? DO YOU THINK I'M GOING TO FORGIVE SOMEONE WHO DARED TO RAPE MY FINANCE'E!" he shouted and kneed the man inbetween the legs and then threw him to the ground, slamming his foot inbetween the shoulder blades. "Fucken bastard! If you dare touch him again I swear I'll kill you! Understand!"
The man nodded frantically.
"Good, now get out of my sight you slut!"
He was gone in an instant, and I stared at Yami's back, a little frightened by his aggressive behavior, and when he turned towards me, I whipped my head back forward and stared at the ground.
I didn't know what I wanted to do.
My body just felt so dirty and I felt so tainted, and Yami was standing right behind me.
'Is he looking at me with disgust?' I thought, as I heard his footsteps coming towards me, and my body tensed. 'Does he want to throw me away like the garbage I am?'
I felt his warm hand upon my shoulder and shivered.
"Yugi?"
I turned, and instead of black eyes of hate, they were violet with warmth and concern within them, and I couldn't help but stare into them.
"Yugi? Can you hear me?" he asked, his hand sliding from my shoulder to my cheek.
"Yes," I said in a tight voice and tears started down my cheeks again.
(God I was such a cry baby that day -_-)
He took my face inbetween his hands and kissed me gently on my forehead, and I felt one arm slid under my knees and the other supporting my back as he lifted me up off the ground, and shoved passed everyone as he carried me out of that warehouse.
The cold of the night hit my bare flesh, and I shivered, pressing myself against Yami's warm chest to try to keep some body heat, and I felt Yami's grip tighten on me.
"Don't worry," he whispered in my ear. "We'll sort this out."
"I'm sorry."
"Shhhh, it's alright. We'll talk later, kay?"
I nodded, and felt Yami peal off his coat and wrapped it around me, and the chill immediately evaporated into warmth.
"Yami! Hey Yami!" came a shout from somewhere before us, and I felt Yami running towards the voice, stopping.
"Thanks for waiting Izen, can you carry the box of supplies?" Yami asked.
"Sure, shit. What happened to the little fellow there? Was he in the warehouse?" Izen asked.
I tensed.
"He was being picked on in there, that's all," Yami said, making up an excuse and my body relaxed again.
"Sure looks young to be in there in the first place. How did he end up there?"
"I don't know, but I'm going to find out," Yami growled angrily and I felt Yami starting to move again.
"Glad you spotted him before he was seriously hurt. I guess it's sort of an advantage to have the cafés supplies stored on the same street as the warehouse. Other wise we wouldn't have saved the little one."
"Yes, I'm very greatful."
"Is he your younger brother?" Izen asked.
"No, we're not related."
"No shit? You two look almost identical. Is he a friend?"
"Yes, a very special friend of mine," Yami said quietly and propped me up higher so my head rested upon his shoulder and he rested his forehead upon mine. "A very special friend."
I was expecting to hear a sound of disgust, but instead there was a chuckle.
"I understand. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about the relationship."
"You're a good man Izen," Yami said, and there was a laugh.
"Nah, I just can't stand breaking love. And also my girl would literally kill me if I even think of ruining someone's relationship."
Yami chuckled.
If anything else was said, my head was to fuzzy to realize it, and images of what just happened to me kept cycling in my head.
My body flinched as I remembered how roughly he touched me, how his tongue tasted of sake, and how I struggled to stop him, but he would not listen to my pleas for him to stop.
I don't really know how long I've been dwelling in the horrible past, but it shattered when I felt fingers sweep against my cheek and I gasped as my eyes focused into reality.
Yami kneeled before me concerned, and my eyes adverted everywhere, trying to recognize where I was.
"You're back at the café," Yami said quietly. "Don't worry, it's closed and we're just cleaning up right now, and we have some privacy here. How are you doing?"
"It hurts," I whispered.
"I know."
"No, you don't. He was touching me Yami, and he even put his tongue in my mouth. He even got his hands in my pants. I can still feel his touches."
Arms wrapped around me, and I grabbed onto Yami tightly.
"I want to go home."
"We will, we will, I just need to check out and then I'll take you straight home, kay?"
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Yami."
"Yugi, koi. I don't hate you, if that's what you're worried about. I still love you, and it will never lesson. Only grow."
I sniffed and released him so he could walk into the back, and just like he said, he came right back and offered to carry me, but I protested and so we both walked side by side back to the dormitory.
Something touched my hand and I flinched, but relaxed as I felt Yami's hand slip into mine, and squeezed it tightly.
We didn't say a word to each other as he went onto the school property and went up the stairs to our room, and Yami closed the door, locking it.
My body felt so dirty that I wanted to scrub it all off, so I told Yami that I'd be in the shower, and slowly going to the bathroom, and shutting the door.
I stripped and threw my tattered clothes into the trashcan and started the shower, and when it turned warm I stepped in, taking the wash towel and started scrubbing my skin.
I felt all grimy and some kind of filth was on my skin that I couldn't see, but I felt and started scrubbing even harder, but it would not come off.
Scrubbing even harder, tears fell from my cheeks as I desperately tried to rid myself of the filth, but I couldn't, and went to lengths in scrubbing even harder.
Images of that man touching me flashed through my head and that caused me to scrub more fervently.
"Yugi?" came a voice, and a knock on the door.
The images broke and pain seared up my left arm, causing me to cry out.
"Itai!" I shouted, and jerked back, slamming my back into the wall, and I gasped as I saw bloody water running down the drain, and then looked down at myself, to see blood running down my body.
In shock, I collapsed into the tub, my eyes wide.
"Yugi! Are you alright?" came a distant voice, but my voice was stuck in my throat. "Yugi I'm coming in."
The door opened, and Yami gasped, running towards the tub, falling to his knees, and grabbed my arm, which now I noticed was rubbed raw and was bleeding.
"Shit," Yami cursed and grabbed a towel off the rack and pressed it on my arm, then grabbed another one.
He reached into the shower of water to turn it off, and draped the towel over me with one hand; his other still pressing on the wound, then stared at me.
"Yugi, what happened?" he asked.
"I couldn't get it off."
"What do you mean?"
"The filth, I can't see it, but I can feel it. I have to get it off! But I couldn't!"
"Shhhh," Yami shushed soothingly, and kissed me upon the brow. "Calm down koi. Can you stand?"
I nodded and slowly stood up, Yami supporting me by grasping my one arm, and carefully climbed out of the tub, and Yami had me sit on top of the toilet lid, as he wrapped my arm up, and then hugged me tightly.
"Yugi, please, stop hurting yourself. It hurts me to see you hurt, and I try to protect you, but I can't protect you from yourself. Or myself."
"I wish I was dead."
"No, no," Yami said a little frantically and hugged me tighter. "Yugi, please, we can work this out, I promise."
"Yami, I'm tainted. I'm dirty, and it was by another man. How can you look at me with love still?" I asked, looking away, tears falling from my lashes.
He gently pulled my chin up and gently kissed me upon my lips, then rested his forehead upon mine.
"Simple. Because I love you. And love will always be love no matter what."
"Yami."
"I love you Yugi. I always will."
"I love you too."
"I know. Here, let me help you to our room."
"No, it's alright. I'll make it," I said and got up from where I was sitting and started out of the bathroom and into our room.
I opened the drawer, and dressed in my pajamas, and then climbed into bed, curling up tightly.
Footsteps came into the room, and I felt my heart jump as a kiss was placed upon my cheek, and then he retreated out, closing the door silently behind him.
It was silent for a while, till I heard Yami's voice from the kitchen/living room.
"Hello? Seto? Can I talk to Seto please? Seto? Hi, I need some help. No, no, you don't have to come to Cairo. Yugi was raped. I know. Seto, I don't know what to do. I can't look at him anymore without an effort."
My heart started to hurt, and I felt tears starting to form.
"No, no Seto! He's beautiful, and I would love to watch him all day, but it's just.whenever I look at him now, all broken in spirit and mind, I feel guilt. Because I know that it's my fault, (choked up voice) it's my entire fault. I should have protected him more, but no. I let my jealousy take over me. There's two people hitting on Yugi at school and I just become angry because I know and feel that he's mine. And I know Yugi would do nothing to betray me, but.my anger just got the better of me."
I slowly got out of bed and poked my head out of the doorway to see Yami sitting at the kitchen table, his shoulder hunched and his head bowed down, and tears sliding down his cheeks with the phone pressed to his ear.
'Yami.'
"What should I do Seto? I want to hold him, kiss him to take that fear away, but I know that he doesn't want to be touched right now. God, that bastard! If he ever comes near Yugi again I swear I'll kill him! And when I find out who brought Yugi there in the first place, they are going six feet under! It was only by luck that I was passing by the warehouse with the supply box, when I saw him burst out of the room, his clothing torn to shreds, tears running down his cheeks, not to mention injuries on his body. ARG! I hate myself! Yugi said he wanted to die today, but he doesn't deserve it, I do. I should be the one to die. I just wish it were me instead of him. Then he wouldn't be suffering so much. No I do not relish the idea of being raped, but I would have felt better that it was me instead of him."
My heart swelled, and I quietly walked up towards him and tapped him on the shoulder, and as he turned, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, then rested my head onto his shoulder.
"I love you Yami. You're such a good person."
"Uh.Seto. I'll have to call you back. See ya. Yeah I'll call if things change. Bye. Ow! Jou! He's fine; so far at least, don't worry about it! Well maybe I was giving details to Seto because he was not yelling on the phone like you are! He'll tell you all.I don't care.no.no, bye Jou," Yami said and clicked the off button, then wrapped his arms around me tightly.
"Feeling any better?" he asked.
"A little. Because you're here with me."
Yami pulled me onto his lap, and kissed me, and I returned it, but then gasped, and pulled away.
"Yugi?"
"Please, don't touch me there," I whispered, and Yami pulled his hands from under my shirt. "Thank you."
We were silent, before Yami got up, and took my hand in his.
"Come on, let's get some shut eye," he said to me quietly, and I nodded in agreement.
I slid in under the covers, my knees curling up, and Yami slid in on my other side, an arm sliding down around my waist.
I gasped, but then relaxed and closed my eyes, falling into a disturbing dream that I shall not write because I do not want to be reminded of it again.
~*~
Soft lips pressed against mine, and my eyes snapped open, afraid it might be that man still, but was relieved as I saw Yami's face, looking a bit startled.
"Sorry, did I wake you?" he whispered, and I shook my head.
"How are you feeling?"
"I would be lying if I said perfectly fine," I sighed and felt Yami's warm hand being placed against my cheek.
"Well, I wasn't expecting you to be completely healed after what you've been through. But I have to know...how did you end up at the warehouse anyway?" Yami asked, his eyebrows furrowing together.
"I...I'm not sure," I murmured, looking away.
"Bullshit Yugi. You do know, please tell me."
"I can't."
"Why not? Were you dating that guy or something?" Yami asked, his voice becoming full of irritation.
"No! No," I protested, sitting up, and looking at him straight in the eye. "I just don't want anymore violence. If I tell you, you'll probably try to beat them into a bloody pulp."
Yami's anger eased, and he drew his body close to mine.
"I'm sorry. But I must know how you ended up there so I know how to avoid it next time, please tell me. I won't kill them if that's what you're worried about."
I sighed, and rested my head on Yami's shoulder.
"Reioko wanted to show me something yesterday and took me to the club. He went to go grab some punch, then I was snatched up."
"Reioko, huh?" Yami asked, his voice quiet and filled with hate and anger.
"Yami?"
"Don't worry, I won't kill him or anything, but I will say this. Don't go near him anymore. I don't trust him and I don't think what happened was accidental or coincidence. Some random guy coming up and raping you, I mean, even in a warehouse that's not accidental. I think it was a set up."
"Yami!"
"I do, aibou. It's a gut feeling."
I shook my head.
I didn't want to hear anymore of this.
"I'm sorry, let's drop the subject."
"Please," I begged weakly and I felt Yami flinch and his arms wrapped around me tightly.
"Oh Yugi, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault."
I shook my head, and then my heart jumped as the phone rang and Yami scrambled over me and ran out of the room.
"Hello? ACK! Itai! Grandfather, please calm down! What! Me? I didn't let my lust get the better of me! I mean, yeah he's sexy enough to gobble up, but I wouldn't do anything without his permission. Yes, yes, s'alright. Okay, Yugi, it's Grandpa Mutou."
I slowly slid out of bed and he handed me the phone.
"Hello?"
"Yugi, Yugi, oh god, are you alright? Seto called and told me that you've been."
"I'm fine. Yami's been taking care of me."
"I know. Though I'm still worried he's going to grab you and."
Heat flew up into my cheeks.
"G.grandpa!" I shouted. "I'm not ready for that yet! And how can you accuse him of such a thing. How do you know it won't be me seducing him into bed, hm?"
"Yugi Mutou! You're giving me heart attacks!" Grandpa shouted, while chuckling.
Yami tapped me on the shoulder, and motioned for me to bring the mouthpiece up to his mouth.
"I told you Grandfather!" Yami shouted into the phone, and I burst into a fit of laughter, when Yami did a raspberry.
"Yami Mutou!" came Grandpa's shout. "How disrespectful! You should know better then to treat your elders this way."
"At least you're not going to be my mother-in-law," Yami joked.
There was a sigh.
"I have to say, how can you live with this person?"
"Easy, I love him," I answered with a smile.
"Well, I'm glad you're not hurt badly, I'll call you again soon. Put Yami on the phone will you."
"Here Yami, Grandpa wants to say something to you."
Yami looked at the phone suspiciously before putting his ear to it.
"Yes.well duh. I wouldn't do that if I didn't love him. Bye, see ya," Yami said and placed the phone back on the receiver. "You have a very nice Grandpa."
"Thank you."
"Though he does need to learn to trust me more," he said and scooped me up and nuzzled my neck. "He needs to learn that you are the most important person to me in this world. I love you more then anything, and rather die then see you hurt."
"Yami."
Suddenly, there were footsteps coming towards the door, and I scrambled out of Yami's arms, just when the door opened and Reioko popped his head in.
"Yugi! There you are! I didn't see you anywhere at the warehouse and started to worry. Been looking around the whole neighborhood for you. Phew, I'm glad your safe."
Yami stood up, and slowly walked towards Reioko and grabbed him by the arm, dragging him towards our room.
"We need to talk," he said quietly and he shoved Reioko into the room and slammed the door shut.
"Uh oh," I whispered and heard muffled words being said and then shouting.
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING YOU IDIOT!" came Yami's voice.
There was muffled talk, and then the door opened, Reioko scrambling out and hiding behind me.
"Sheesh, does he have a temper or what?" he asked, and I chuckled.
"That's Yami for you."
I felt fingers brush against my hip, and gasped, pulling away.
"Sorry," he said. "Didn't mean to touch you, but I have to know, what did happen at the warehouse? Why didn't you stay like I told you too? Were you abandoning me?"
"I.I didn't! He was too strong, I tried looking for you but." I protested.
"Did he touch you? Did he kiss you?" he asked, and the images flashed into my mind.
"Stop, stop!"
"Did he touch you there? Was he hurting you that much? Do you remember how much he enjoyed seeing you scream?"
I clutched my ears tightly, falling to my knees.
"Stop it! Stop it!" I shouted, and felt an arm wrapping protectively around my chest.
"That's enough," came Yami's sharp voice. "You're pushing it."
"Sorry, just was curious."
"Your curiosity is being to rash," Yami said in a deadly hiss. "Do not speak of this anymore."
"Right, right," Reioko said, hands up in defense.
"Yugi, are you alright?"
My body shook, and I grasped onto Yami tightly, burying my head in his chest.
I wanted the images to go away, the memory to vanish, but it kept playing, over and over in my head.
"Make it stop! Make it go away!" I shouted. "Please, I don't want to remember anymore!"
"Crap! Did my questions affect him that much?" Reioko asked, seeming to be concerned.
"Of course it did you numb skull!" Yami snapped and, I could feel him gently rocking me. "It's alright aibou. It's all right. He can't hurt you anymore. He won't hurt you anymore. I'll make sure of that, understand?"
I nodded, and I felt his soft fingers wipe my tears away, and his lips press on the top of my head.
My body calmed, and my eyes closed, but my grip did not loosen its hold on Yami, and neither did Yami's.
~*~
Once I calmed down (and Yami bit Reioko's head off, not literally) Yami persuaded me to go back into to town, the good part of town, and I finally had to agree, and I slowly walked beside Yami, my head bowed down, not really thinking of anything.
"Hey, you alright?"
"Hm?" I asked, looking up, and smiled. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm still a little tired, that's all."
"Ah. Maybe I should have had you take a nap instead," he teased, and I shoved him lightly.
"Oh, shut up, macho man."
"More then you are."
I gasped, faking distress.
"I'm just as built as you are," I protested, and Yami stuck out his tongue.
"Yes, but I'm more athletic, that's why I always catch the ladies eyes."
"(Gasp) So that's why you were working out at the gym. You're BI!" I accused and Yami's eyes widened.
"How did you ever figure it out," Yami asked, sarcasm in his voice, and I chuckled.
"Oh so I was right!"
"Actually no. I'm pure homo."
I smiled.
"And all mine," I whispered and he threw an arm around my shoulders.
"Yep, all yours."
We were walking passed many shops, mostly clothing for women, when there was this small shop inbetween a restaurants and a clothing store with eye symbol painted on the black window with a fortune crystal ball painted under it.
"Fortune telling," Yami read, and smiled. "I've heard of these places. Come on Yugi, they're only lying cheap skates."
"I wouldn't be so sure of that," came a voice, and my heart leaped as we whipped our heads around to see a young woman standing there.
She was beautiful, with her long black hair, tanned skin and her gem blue eyes.
At her throat she wore a golden necklace with an eye in the middle and wore a cotton dress with beaded designs on the bottom, and sleeves that hung down at her wrists.
"Welcome," she said. "I am Ishizu, and I have been expecting you, Atem."
"Atem?" Yami asked. "I believe you're mistaken. I am Yami Mutou, not Atem. Come on Yugi."
"Ah, the young one, Tua."
"Huh?" I asked, cocking my head to one side in confusion.
"Please, join me inside. There is much I would like to speak with you," she said and disappeared back into the shop.
We looked at each other, and with a shrug we went in.
Inside was a small room with two black couches in the middle of it with a table inbetween.
There were spiritual things all around the shop like incense, witchcraft books, and even totems.
"Sit, sit," she said, indicating to one of the black couches and we did, as she sat before us. "I apologize if this seems awkward but I must speak with both of you. Especially you, Atem."
"Stop calling me Atem! My name is Yami."
"I know, but I thought it would be more proper to call you by your past name Atem."
"Past what?" Yami asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Do you remember your Pharaoh ancestor from Ancient Egypt?"
"Yes."
"You are him, Yami," she said, and Yami looked like he was going to laugh, but the look she gave him must have shut him up. "Listen. I know what happened in the dark past and I know what will happen in the future. I'm afraid the past shall repeat himself, and both of you will suffer."
"How?" I asked, and she looked at me with sad eyes.
"Ah, dear Tua, how much you had suffered in the past."
"Do you mind explaining, what did happen in the past?" Yami asked.
"You're ancestor Atem fell in love with Tua, his young cousin and they loved each other dearly, despite the Pharaoh's other ten wives. But one day something terrible happened and Tua went for suicide and in distress the Pharaoh wrote a spell that would be buried with him when he perished. And that spell was for him and Tua to meet again someday in the past. And I see you have. I'm afraid that tragedy is to happen again and I fear for you Tua, because I don't like seeing death at all, especially to one so young."
"But why would I want to die?" I asked, and I felt Yami grasp my hand and squeeze it tightly.
"I do not know. You see this necklace lets me see into the past and future, but unfortunately some images are hidden from me. By the look of your eyes I see you have doubt and don't believe me, so I will show you. Look into the crystal ball, and you will see, what I mean." she said and her she touched the ball with both her finger tips and an image started to appear.
It was inside a huge room with a golden bed and Egyptian furniture and paintings, and there was a balcony, where stood a young man with a white linen kilt with a golden sash tied around his waist and a tiara placed on his brow.
Violet eyes stared out into the night, and black and red hair faltered in the breeze.
I gasped.
"Is that me?" I whispered, but Yami didn't answer.
The young man, Tua I guess, wiped a tear away and took a deep breath, when the door burst open and there was Atem.
He looked exactly like Yami, except dressed like a Pharaoh, and he had fear and worry in his eyes.
"Tua!" he shouted, but Tua only looked at him with sad eyes, and stepped off.
"TUA!" Atem screamed and ran towards the balcony, but it was too late.
He was gone.
The Pharaoh stared with wide eyes before collapsing onto his knees and crying, tears falling down his cheeks, and he thumped his fist onto the railing.
"Tua," he whispered. "No, Tua!"
The image disappeared and I slowly looked up at Ishizu who looked at me with pity in her eyes.
"The event before that is dark and unclear, but I know it is destined to happen again. I wanted to warn you before that time comes."
Yami pulled me towards him, and held me tightly.
"I don't know what kind of joke this is, but I will not heed it," Yami snarled, and stood up. "Come Yugi, let's leave."
I have her once last glance before standing up and following Yami out of the shop, and both of us continued down the street.
"You don't really believe that's going to happen.are you Yugi?" Yami suddenly asked.
I sighed.
"I can't say."
"What does that mean? That you do believe it?"
"I don't know. All I believe is there is a possibility. I mean, if you look into the past, you can remember how you and me actually broke up, and then there was that time I went to America. And then I was raped. Anything could happen, I just hope it doesn't," I whispered and grabbed onto his arm and held it tightly. "Because I don't want that to be repeated again if what she says is true."
"It's not, don't worry," Yami snorted, and then smiled down at me. "Because I'm not going to be like my bone headed Pharaoh ancestor. Because I love you, and I will always be by your side."
"Yami."
"By the way, you looked really cute in that skirt. I want to see you wear one on Halloween so I can get a picture."
"Baka! You only want to see me where one because it would expose my upper body. And you only want a picture so you can drool over it!" I accused.
"So?"
"Hentai!" I shouted and whacked him in the back of the head.
But it was all in good humor and we both laughed, grasping each others hand.
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REVIEW
Yami: Yep.
Mijikai: Phew. Ha ha! I knew that baka wouldn't catch me!
Yami: Oh really?
Mijikai: Yep! Yami is such a baka, huh Yami.shit! Yami! (Runs away)
Yami: Get back here! I still have to skewer you!
Yugi.um.please enjoy the next chapter. I have to try to keep Yami from killing the author.
Yami: DIE!
Mijikai: Whaaaaaaaaa!!!
Warning: Just for all of you to be aware, there will be a little magic in this tale, but it's not really a major deal. Just a very tiny bit. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Entry Twelve
"Yami," was the word that tumbled out of my mouth.
He stared at me, and then looked away, and my eyes slowly turned towards the ground, and tears fell onto my lap.
'Yami hates me. He hates me, hates me, hates me.'
I heard his footsteps walk passed me, and then stopped.
"Were you the one who did this to him?" Yami asked in a cold voice.
"Yeah so?"
There was silence, and then there was a sound of something colliding with flesh and a grunt.
I dared to look behind my shoulder and I saw Yami standing there, fist out, with the man lying on his back, clutching his nose as he moaned in pain.
"So, you're not so tough after all huh? Is that your style? Picking on those weaker then you?" Yami asked and grabbed the man's shirt and drew him up, punching him in the face again. "You are a despicable man."
The man started to whimper, begging forgiveness, but Yami's eyes darkened to almost black.
"You think I should give you forgiveness when you took something from him that he can never get back? DO YOU THINK I'M GOING TO FORGIVE SOMEONE WHO DARED TO RAPE MY FINANCE'E!" he shouted and kneed the man inbetween the legs and then threw him to the ground, slamming his foot inbetween the shoulder blades. "Fucken bastard! If you dare touch him again I swear I'll kill you! Understand!"
The man nodded frantically.
"Good, now get out of my sight you slut!"
He was gone in an instant, and I stared at Yami's back, a little frightened by his aggressive behavior, and when he turned towards me, I whipped my head back forward and stared at the ground.
I didn't know what I wanted to do.
My body just felt so dirty and I felt so tainted, and Yami was standing right behind me.
'Is he looking at me with disgust?' I thought, as I heard his footsteps coming towards me, and my body tensed. 'Does he want to throw me away like the garbage I am?'
I felt his warm hand upon my shoulder and shivered.
"Yugi?"
I turned, and instead of black eyes of hate, they were violet with warmth and concern within them, and I couldn't help but stare into them.
"Yugi? Can you hear me?" he asked, his hand sliding from my shoulder to my cheek.
"Yes," I said in a tight voice and tears started down my cheeks again.
(God I was such a cry baby that day -_-)
He took my face inbetween his hands and kissed me gently on my forehead, and I felt one arm slid under my knees and the other supporting my back as he lifted me up off the ground, and shoved passed everyone as he carried me out of that warehouse.
The cold of the night hit my bare flesh, and I shivered, pressing myself against Yami's warm chest to try to keep some body heat, and I felt Yami's grip tighten on me.
"Don't worry," he whispered in my ear. "We'll sort this out."
"I'm sorry."
"Shhhh, it's alright. We'll talk later, kay?"
I nodded, and felt Yami peal off his coat and wrapped it around me, and the chill immediately evaporated into warmth.
"Yami! Hey Yami!" came a shout from somewhere before us, and I felt Yami running towards the voice, stopping.
"Thanks for waiting Izen, can you carry the box of supplies?" Yami asked.
"Sure, shit. What happened to the little fellow there? Was he in the warehouse?" Izen asked.
I tensed.
"He was being picked on in there, that's all," Yami said, making up an excuse and my body relaxed again.
"Sure looks young to be in there in the first place. How did he end up there?"
"I don't know, but I'm going to find out," Yami growled angrily and I felt Yami starting to move again.
"Glad you spotted him before he was seriously hurt. I guess it's sort of an advantage to have the cafés supplies stored on the same street as the warehouse. Other wise we wouldn't have saved the little one."
"Yes, I'm very greatful."
"Is he your younger brother?" Izen asked.
"No, we're not related."
"No shit? You two look almost identical. Is he a friend?"
"Yes, a very special friend of mine," Yami said quietly and propped me up higher so my head rested upon his shoulder and he rested his forehead upon mine. "A very special friend."
I was expecting to hear a sound of disgust, but instead there was a chuckle.
"I understand. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about the relationship."
"You're a good man Izen," Yami said, and there was a laugh.
"Nah, I just can't stand breaking love. And also my girl would literally kill me if I even think of ruining someone's relationship."
Yami chuckled.
If anything else was said, my head was to fuzzy to realize it, and images of what just happened to me kept cycling in my head.
My body flinched as I remembered how roughly he touched me, how his tongue tasted of sake, and how I struggled to stop him, but he would not listen to my pleas for him to stop.
I don't really know how long I've been dwelling in the horrible past, but it shattered when I felt fingers sweep against my cheek and I gasped as my eyes focused into reality.
Yami kneeled before me concerned, and my eyes adverted everywhere, trying to recognize where I was.
"You're back at the café," Yami said quietly. "Don't worry, it's closed and we're just cleaning up right now, and we have some privacy here. How are you doing?"
"It hurts," I whispered.
"I know."
"No, you don't. He was touching me Yami, and he even put his tongue in my mouth. He even got his hands in my pants. I can still feel his touches."
Arms wrapped around me, and I grabbed onto Yami tightly.
"I want to go home."
"We will, we will, I just need to check out and then I'll take you straight home, kay?"
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Yami."
"Yugi, koi. I don't hate you, if that's what you're worried about. I still love you, and it will never lesson. Only grow."
I sniffed and released him so he could walk into the back, and just like he said, he came right back and offered to carry me, but I protested and so we both walked side by side back to the dormitory.
Something touched my hand and I flinched, but relaxed as I felt Yami's hand slip into mine, and squeezed it tightly.
We didn't say a word to each other as he went onto the school property and went up the stairs to our room, and Yami closed the door, locking it.
My body felt so dirty that I wanted to scrub it all off, so I told Yami that I'd be in the shower, and slowly going to the bathroom, and shutting the door.
I stripped and threw my tattered clothes into the trashcan and started the shower, and when it turned warm I stepped in, taking the wash towel and started scrubbing my skin.
I felt all grimy and some kind of filth was on my skin that I couldn't see, but I felt and started scrubbing even harder, but it would not come off.
Scrubbing even harder, tears fell from my cheeks as I desperately tried to rid myself of the filth, but I couldn't, and went to lengths in scrubbing even harder.
Images of that man touching me flashed through my head and that caused me to scrub more fervently.
"Yugi?" came a voice, and a knock on the door.
The images broke and pain seared up my left arm, causing me to cry out.
"Itai!" I shouted, and jerked back, slamming my back into the wall, and I gasped as I saw bloody water running down the drain, and then looked down at myself, to see blood running down my body.
In shock, I collapsed into the tub, my eyes wide.
"Yugi! Are you alright?" came a distant voice, but my voice was stuck in my throat. "Yugi I'm coming in."
The door opened, and Yami gasped, running towards the tub, falling to his knees, and grabbed my arm, which now I noticed was rubbed raw and was bleeding.
"Shit," Yami cursed and grabbed a towel off the rack and pressed it on my arm, then grabbed another one.
He reached into the shower of water to turn it off, and draped the towel over me with one hand; his other still pressing on the wound, then stared at me.
"Yugi, what happened?" he asked.
"I couldn't get it off."
"What do you mean?"
"The filth, I can't see it, but I can feel it. I have to get it off! But I couldn't!"
"Shhhh," Yami shushed soothingly, and kissed me upon the brow. "Calm down koi. Can you stand?"
I nodded and slowly stood up, Yami supporting me by grasping my one arm, and carefully climbed out of the tub, and Yami had me sit on top of the toilet lid, as he wrapped my arm up, and then hugged me tightly.
"Yugi, please, stop hurting yourself. It hurts me to see you hurt, and I try to protect you, but I can't protect you from yourself. Or myself."
"I wish I was dead."
"No, no," Yami said a little frantically and hugged me tighter. "Yugi, please, we can work this out, I promise."
"Yami, I'm tainted. I'm dirty, and it was by another man. How can you look at me with love still?" I asked, looking away, tears falling from my lashes.
He gently pulled my chin up and gently kissed me upon my lips, then rested his forehead upon mine.
"Simple. Because I love you. And love will always be love no matter what."
"Yami."
"I love you Yugi. I always will."
"I love you too."
"I know. Here, let me help you to our room."
"No, it's alright. I'll make it," I said and got up from where I was sitting and started out of the bathroom and into our room.
I opened the drawer, and dressed in my pajamas, and then climbed into bed, curling up tightly.
Footsteps came into the room, and I felt my heart jump as a kiss was placed upon my cheek, and then he retreated out, closing the door silently behind him.
It was silent for a while, till I heard Yami's voice from the kitchen/living room.
"Hello? Seto? Can I talk to Seto please? Seto? Hi, I need some help. No, no, you don't have to come to Cairo. Yugi was raped. I know. Seto, I don't know what to do. I can't look at him anymore without an effort."
My heart started to hurt, and I felt tears starting to form.
"No, no Seto! He's beautiful, and I would love to watch him all day, but it's just.whenever I look at him now, all broken in spirit and mind, I feel guilt. Because I know that it's my fault, (choked up voice) it's my entire fault. I should have protected him more, but no. I let my jealousy take over me. There's two people hitting on Yugi at school and I just become angry because I know and feel that he's mine. And I know Yugi would do nothing to betray me, but.my anger just got the better of me."
I slowly got out of bed and poked my head out of the doorway to see Yami sitting at the kitchen table, his shoulder hunched and his head bowed down, and tears sliding down his cheeks with the phone pressed to his ear.
'Yami.'
"What should I do Seto? I want to hold him, kiss him to take that fear away, but I know that he doesn't want to be touched right now. God, that bastard! If he ever comes near Yugi again I swear I'll kill him! And when I find out who brought Yugi there in the first place, they are going six feet under! It was only by luck that I was passing by the warehouse with the supply box, when I saw him burst out of the room, his clothing torn to shreds, tears running down his cheeks, not to mention injuries on his body. ARG! I hate myself! Yugi said he wanted to die today, but he doesn't deserve it, I do. I should be the one to die. I just wish it were me instead of him. Then he wouldn't be suffering so much. No I do not relish the idea of being raped, but I would have felt better that it was me instead of him."
My heart swelled, and I quietly walked up towards him and tapped him on the shoulder, and as he turned, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, then rested my head onto his shoulder.
"I love you Yami. You're such a good person."
"Uh.Seto. I'll have to call you back. See ya. Yeah I'll call if things change. Bye. Ow! Jou! He's fine; so far at least, don't worry about it! Well maybe I was giving details to Seto because he was not yelling on the phone like you are! He'll tell you all.I don't care.no.no, bye Jou," Yami said and clicked the off button, then wrapped his arms around me tightly.
"Feeling any better?" he asked.
"A little. Because you're here with me."
Yami pulled me onto his lap, and kissed me, and I returned it, but then gasped, and pulled away.
"Yugi?"
"Please, don't touch me there," I whispered, and Yami pulled his hands from under my shirt. "Thank you."
We were silent, before Yami got up, and took my hand in his.
"Come on, let's get some shut eye," he said to me quietly, and I nodded in agreement.
I slid in under the covers, my knees curling up, and Yami slid in on my other side, an arm sliding down around my waist.
I gasped, but then relaxed and closed my eyes, falling into a disturbing dream that I shall not write because I do not want to be reminded of it again.
~*~
Soft lips pressed against mine, and my eyes snapped open, afraid it might be that man still, but was relieved as I saw Yami's face, looking a bit startled.
"Sorry, did I wake you?" he whispered, and I shook my head.
"How are you feeling?"
"I would be lying if I said perfectly fine," I sighed and felt Yami's warm hand being placed against my cheek.
"Well, I wasn't expecting you to be completely healed after what you've been through. But I have to know...how did you end up at the warehouse anyway?" Yami asked, his eyebrows furrowing together.
"I...I'm not sure," I murmured, looking away.
"Bullshit Yugi. You do know, please tell me."
"I can't."
"Why not? Were you dating that guy or something?" Yami asked, his voice becoming full of irritation.
"No! No," I protested, sitting up, and looking at him straight in the eye. "I just don't want anymore violence. If I tell you, you'll probably try to beat them into a bloody pulp."
Yami's anger eased, and he drew his body close to mine.
"I'm sorry. But I must know how you ended up there so I know how to avoid it next time, please tell me. I won't kill them if that's what you're worried about."
I sighed, and rested my head on Yami's shoulder.
"Reioko wanted to show me something yesterday and took me to the club. He went to go grab some punch, then I was snatched up."
"Reioko, huh?" Yami asked, his voice quiet and filled with hate and anger.
"Yami?"
"Don't worry, I won't kill him or anything, but I will say this. Don't go near him anymore. I don't trust him and I don't think what happened was accidental or coincidence. Some random guy coming up and raping you, I mean, even in a warehouse that's not accidental. I think it was a set up."
"Yami!"
"I do, aibou. It's a gut feeling."
I shook my head.
I didn't want to hear anymore of this.
"I'm sorry, let's drop the subject."
"Please," I begged weakly and I felt Yami flinch and his arms wrapped around me tightly.
"Oh Yugi, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault."
I shook my head, and then my heart jumped as the phone rang and Yami scrambled over me and ran out of the room.
"Hello? ACK! Itai! Grandfather, please calm down! What! Me? I didn't let my lust get the better of me! I mean, yeah he's sexy enough to gobble up, but I wouldn't do anything without his permission. Yes, yes, s'alright. Okay, Yugi, it's Grandpa Mutou."
I slowly slid out of bed and he handed me the phone.
"Hello?"
"Yugi, Yugi, oh god, are you alright? Seto called and told me that you've been."
"I'm fine. Yami's been taking care of me."
"I know. Though I'm still worried he's going to grab you and."
Heat flew up into my cheeks.
"G.grandpa!" I shouted. "I'm not ready for that yet! And how can you accuse him of such a thing. How do you know it won't be me seducing him into bed, hm?"
"Yugi Mutou! You're giving me heart attacks!" Grandpa shouted, while chuckling.
Yami tapped me on the shoulder, and motioned for me to bring the mouthpiece up to his mouth.
"I told you Grandfather!" Yami shouted into the phone, and I burst into a fit of laughter, when Yami did a raspberry.
"Yami Mutou!" came Grandpa's shout. "How disrespectful! You should know better then to treat your elders this way."
"At least you're not going to be my mother-in-law," Yami joked.
There was a sigh.
"I have to say, how can you live with this person?"
"Easy, I love him," I answered with a smile.
"Well, I'm glad you're not hurt badly, I'll call you again soon. Put Yami on the phone will you."
"Here Yami, Grandpa wants to say something to you."
Yami looked at the phone suspiciously before putting his ear to it.
"Yes.well duh. I wouldn't do that if I didn't love him. Bye, see ya," Yami said and placed the phone back on the receiver. "You have a very nice Grandpa."
"Thank you."
"Though he does need to learn to trust me more," he said and scooped me up and nuzzled my neck. "He needs to learn that you are the most important person to me in this world. I love you more then anything, and rather die then see you hurt."
"Yami."
Suddenly, there were footsteps coming towards the door, and I scrambled out of Yami's arms, just when the door opened and Reioko popped his head in.
"Yugi! There you are! I didn't see you anywhere at the warehouse and started to worry. Been looking around the whole neighborhood for you. Phew, I'm glad your safe."
Yami stood up, and slowly walked towards Reioko and grabbed him by the arm, dragging him towards our room.
"We need to talk," he said quietly and he shoved Reioko into the room and slammed the door shut.
"Uh oh," I whispered and heard muffled words being said and then shouting.
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING YOU IDIOT!" came Yami's voice.
There was muffled talk, and then the door opened, Reioko scrambling out and hiding behind me.
"Sheesh, does he have a temper or what?" he asked, and I chuckled.
"That's Yami for you."
I felt fingers brush against my hip, and gasped, pulling away.
"Sorry," he said. "Didn't mean to touch you, but I have to know, what did happen at the warehouse? Why didn't you stay like I told you too? Were you abandoning me?"
"I.I didn't! He was too strong, I tried looking for you but." I protested.
"Did he touch you? Did he kiss you?" he asked, and the images flashed into my mind.
"Stop, stop!"
"Did he touch you there? Was he hurting you that much? Do you remember how much he enjoyed seeing you scream?"
I clutched my ears tightly, falling to my knees.
"Stop it! Stop it!" I shouted, and felt an arm wrapping protectively around my chest.
"That's enough," came Yami's sharp voice. "You're pushing it."
"Sorry, just was curious."
"Your curiosity is being to rash," Yami said in a deadly hiss. "Do not speak of this anymore."
"Right, right," Reioko said, hands up in defense.
"Yugi, are you alright?"
My body shook, and I grasped onto Yami tightly, burying my head in his chest.
I wanted the images to go away, the memory to vanish, but it kept playing, over and over in my head.
"Make it stop! Make it go away!" I shouted. "Please, I don't want to remember anymore!"
"Crap! Did my questions affect him that much?" Reioko asked, seeming to be concerned.
"Of course it did you numb skull!" Yami snapped and, I could feel him gently rocking me. "It's alright aibou. It's all right. He can't hurt you anymore. He won't hurt you anymore. I'll make sure of that, understand?"
I nodded, and I felt his soft fingers wipe my tears away, and his lips press on the top of my head.
My body calmed, and my eyes closed, but my grip did not loosen its hold on Yami, and neither did Yami's.
~*~
Once I calmed down (and Yami bit Reioko's head off, not literally) Yami persuaded me to go back into to town, the good part of town, and I finally had to agree, and I slowly walked beside Yami, my head bowed down, not really thinking of anything.
"Hey, you alright?"
"Hm?" I asked, looking up, and smiled. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm still a little tired, that's all."
"Ah. Maybe I should have had you take a nap instead," he teased, and I shoved him lightly.
"Oh, shut up, macho man."
"More then you are."
I gasped, faking distress.
"I'm just as built as you are," I protested, and Yami stuck out his tongue.
"Yes, but I'm more athletic, that's why I always catch the ladies eyes."
"(Gasp) So that's why you were working out at the gym. You're BI!" I accused and Yami's eyes widened.
"How did you ever figure it out," Yami asked, sarcasm in his voice, and I chuckled.
"Oh so I was right!"
"Actually no. I'm pure homo."
I smiled.
"And all mine," I whispered and he threw an arm around my shoulders.
"Yep, all yours."
We were walking passed many shops, mostly clothing for women, when there was this small shop inbetween a restaurants and a clothing store with eye symbol painted on the black window with a fortune crystal ball painted under it.
"Fortune telling," Yami read, and smiled. "I've heard of these places. Come on Yugi, they're only lying cheap skates."
"I wouldn't be so sure of that," came a voice, and my heart leaped as we whipped our heads around to see a young woman standing there.
She was beautiful, with her long black hair, tanned skin and her gem blue eyes.
At her throat she wore a golden necklace with an eye in the middle and wore a cotton dress with beaded designs on the bottom, and sleeves that hung down at her wrists.
"Welcome," she said. "I am Ishizu, and I have been expecting you, Atem."
"Atem?" Yami asked. "I believe you're mistaken. I am Yami Mutou, not Atem. Come on Yugi."
"Ah, the young one, Tua."
"Huh?" I asked, cocking my head to one side in confusion.
"Please, join me inside. There is much I would like to speak with you," she said and disappeared back into the shop.
We looked at each other, and with a shrug we went in.
Inside was a small room with two black couches in the middle of it with a table inbetween.
There were spiritual things all around the shop like incense, witchcraft books, and even totems.
"Sit, sit," she said, indicating to one of the black couches and we did, as she sat before us. "I apologize if this seems awkward but I must speak with both of you. Especially you, Atem."
"Stop calling me Atem! My name is Yami."
"I know, but I thought it would be more proper to call you by your past name Atem."
"Past what?" Yami asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Do you remember your Pharaoh ancestor from Ancient Egypt?"
"Yes."
"You are him, Yami," she said, and Yami looked like he was going to laugh, but the look she gave him must have shut him up. "Listen. I know what happened in the dark past and I know what will happen in the future. I'm afraid the past shall repeat himself, and both of you will suffer."
"How?" I asked, and she looked at me with sad eyes.
"Ah, dear Tua, how much you had suffered in the past."
"Do you mind explaining, what did happen in the past?" Yami asked.
"You're ancestor Atem fell in love with Tua, his young cousin and they loved each other dearly, despite the Pharaoh's other ten wives. But one day something terrible happened and Tua went for suicide and in distress the Pharaoh wrote a spell that would be buried with him when he perished. And that spell was for him and Tua to meet again someday in the past. And I see you have. I'm afraid that tragedy is to happen again and I fear for you Tua, because I don't like seeing death at all, especially to one so young."
"But why would I want to die?" I asked, and I felt Yami grasp my hand and squeeze it tightly.
"I do not know. You see this necklace lets me see into the past and future, but unfortunately some images are hidden from me. By the look of your eyes I see you have doubt and don't believe me, so I will show you. Look into the crystal ball, and you will see, what I mean." she said and her she touched the ball with both her finger tips and an image started to appear.
It was inside a huge room with a golden bed and Egyptian furniture and paintings, and there was a balcony, where stood a young man with a white linen kilt with a golden sash tied around his waist and a tiara placed on his brow.
Violet eyes stared out into the night, and black and red hair faltered in the breeze.
I gasped.
"Is that me?" I whispered, but Yami didn't answer.
The young man, Tua I guess, wiped a tear away and took a deep breath, when the door burst open and there was Atem.
He looked exactly like Yami, except dressed like a Pharaoh, and he had fear and worry in his eyes.
"Tua!" he shouted, but Tua only looked at him with sad eyes, and stepped off.
"TUA!" Atem screamed and ran towards the balcony, but it was too late.
He was gone.
The Pharaoh stared with wide eyes before collapsing onto his knees and crying, tears falling down his cheeks, and he thumped his fist onto the railing.
"Tua," he whispered. "No, Tua!"
The image disappeared and I slowly looked up at Ishizu who looked at me with pity in her eyes.
"The event before that is dark and unclear, but I know it is destined to happen again. I wanted to warn you before that time comes."
Yami pulled me towards him, and held me tightly.
"I don't know what kind of joke this is, but I will not heed it," Yami snarled, and stood up. "Come Yugi, let's leave."
I have her once last glance before standing up and following Yami out of the shop, and both of us continued down the street.
"You don't really believe that's going to happen.are you Yugi?" Yami suddenly asked.
I sighed.
"I can't say."
"What does that mean? That you do believe it?"
"I don't know. All I believe is there is a possibility. I mean, if you look into the past, you can remember how you and me actually broke up, and then there was that time I went to America. And then I was raped. Anything could happen, I just hope it doesn't," I whispered and grabbed onto his arm and held it tightly. "Because I don't want that to be repeated again if what she says is true."
"It's not, don't worry," Yami snorted, and then smiled down at me. "Because I'm not going to be like my bone headed Pharaoh ancestor. Because I love you, and I will always be by your side."
"Yami."
"By the way, you looked really cute in that skirt. I want to see you wear one on Halloween so I can get a picture."
"Baka! You only want to see me where one because it would expose my upper body. And you only want a picture so you can drool over it!" I accused.
"So?"
"Hentai!" I shouted and whacked him in the back of the head.
But it was all in good humor and we both laughed, grasping each others hand.
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