Angel Corrupted

Disclaimer: *sighs* Do bananas mated with pistachios create Lemon Figs? No? Then Yu-Gi-Oh is not mine.

A/N: Stuffs! It's still stuffs! AU, possible OOC-ness (they did grow up differently, eh?), bloody stuffs, some swearing…shounen-ai! Yami/Yugi, slight Bakura/Ryou and possible Seto/Joey. Will be using American names (mostly…), as that's the version I get!

Yugi's school does not exist in Dartmouth and proly N.S., though I'm quite sure another school of the same name exists somewhere else. Please excuse Joey's accent, it comes and goes in my writing…-_-;

Thankies mucho to my wonderific reviewers, you are all much luffed!

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*sigh* Well, wouldn't you have, couldn't even manage to finish this chapter yet… It's quite sad really, but I present to you the first two finished scenes of Angel Corrupted Chapter 7! I really wish I could give you more… but I have seriously hit a slump. I think it's because I don't really like a lot of things in the previous chapters. I'm not going to start rewriting 'til I finish this version though. This way I'll be able to understand everything I want in the story and redo it accordingly. Unlike most of my other stories, which I'm just, gonna plain scrap and rewrite when I get my muse back.

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Chapter Seven:

Yami stared in confusion at the human who was hugging him tightly. The boy had… thanked him? Thanked him? It certainly hadn't been what he'd been expecting, though what he had been wasn't exactly clear… Maybe cries of "Who are you?" or "What are you?", running away screaming, maybe no recognition at all… but a hug and thank you? It was very… surprising.

Face buried in the darkling's leather shirt, the little human began to tremble slightly, causing his braids to dance. The taller man's brow furrowed and he gently placed a hand on the boy's head, causing him to look up. Yami was surprised to see tears gathering in his large violet eyes.

"What is wrong, little one?" he asked, voiced uncharacteristically soft. Gazing deep into those sparkling pools of amethyst made him feel things he had never felt before. He wanted to protect this human child, keep him safe, untainted, happy…

"I-I…it's nothing…" the fair-skinned teenager stuttered, sniffing slightly. "I mean it's all just a bit… a bit overwhelming… I- you-"

The boy hiccoughed, and buried his face in Yami's chest once again. "You saved me…"

The corrupted being blinked, and wrapped his arms around the smaller form, strangely comfortable with a person he had only met once before. "I… suppose I did."

"I kept my- your puzzle safe…" the teenager murmured softly.

The taller man merely nodded, the importance of the Puzzle seeming considerably less now that he had the boy in his arms. What was it about this child that made him feel this way? He had never really cared for another being, always looking out for number one… but this human felt just as important – perhaps more so? – than himself. A small giggle drew him from his thoughts.

"Here… I am. Hugging a guy who I barely remember that murdered my father when I was a child…" The teenager smiled shyly up at Yami, a few tears still glittering in his eyes. "I don't even know your name…"

"My name is Yami," the darkling stated. "And yours little one?"

"Yugi. Yugi Gardner," the violet-eyed boy answered.

The two continued to stand in silence in the street, warm night air lightly wafting about them. The quiet was broken as a group of small children came around the corner, decked out in all manner of costumes, laughing and yelling. Human and dark angel jolted away from each other as the kid's ran past, the fading blush on Yugi's cheeks returning full-force.

"I'm sure you have plenty of questions for me," Yami spoke after another moment of silence.

The short boy nodded in agreement, thousands of questions racing through his head. Why had Yami saved him, who was he, what was he, why had he been given the puzzle, why did he kill people…?

Glancing around the corrupted being continued, "I'd rather not stay out here. I know this… place. We can go there to talk."

"Okay…" Yugi concurred, feeling a strange lack of nervousness about going to who knows where with a near complete stranger.

"…and what are you wearing?" the fallen angel asked, smirking.

"I'm an Egyptian!" the human boy shouted indignantly. "It's Halloween, you know!"

Yami gave a deep chuckle that caused pleasant shivers to run up and down Yugi's spine. "I wasn't criticizing," the darkling consoled, leering playfully. "I quite like it. Very revealing."

The teenager's face flared hotly at the comment, and his mouth worked silently, at a loss for words. The fallen angel let out another chuckle, then took the boy's arm, leading him off to their destination.

Mokuba strolled through the hallways, shuffling papers in his hands as he sought out his older brother. He was stuck again on the question of heaven, or rather what it was exactly.

Searching throughout the mansion, he came across empty room after empty room, before sighing and realizing he would only find Seto in one place. His study.

His brother didn't like to be disturbed there, of course he made exceptions for Mokuba, but it usually meant he was concentrating. He headed towards the room, trying to think of a way to get Seto to help him with his homework without interrupting his work badly.

But he'd been working non-stop for so long, he needed a break!

With this, Mokuba grit his teeth in what almost passed for a look of determination, although the pout softened its affect. Stopping before the wooden doors, he took a deep breath and pushed them open, pausing to watch his brother for a few moments.

He was staring intently at his laptop with a frown, fingers clicking away over the keys.

"Seto?"

His elder brothers eyes shifted to him, questioning look on his face as he paused in his typing. "What is it, Mokuba?"

The young angel rubbed his head sheepishly. "I know you've explained it to me before, but I can never remember what Heaven is, and we're doing a project in school…"

Seto sighed quietly, and Mokuba hurriedly added, "If you're not too busy, that is."

"No, it's alright, Mokuba," the brown-haired angel said, shutting down his computer and folding down the screen before Mokuba could catch what was on it. "I'm not doing anything important."

"Heaven is a pocket dimension, created in the far past by the archangels to escape the surface Earth," Kaiba explained. "It is an area of space-time that coexists at the same place and time as another point on Earth without overlapping. The current area of Heaven is nowhere near as large as the surface of the Earth but can continue to expand inde-"

The tall warrior stopped suddenly.

"Big brother? What's wrong?" Mokuba questioned.

"Quiet!"

Mokuba fell silent, his brother never spoke to him like that unless it was urgent.

Several seconds passed, Seto's eyes facing the side, his head tilting slightly. Mokuba held his breath until the brown haired angel relaxed again.

"Nothing, Mokuba. I thought I..." Seto stopped again, head tilting, eyes narrowing dangerously.

"Mokuba, come with me." Standing, Seto reached for his laptop and took a blinking Mokuba's hand before leading him out of the study and towards the rear of the house.

 "Wha-? But Seto! Whats going on?" Mokuba cried.

"I think we may be in a bit of trouble."

Mokuba watched as his brother's eyes narrowed, fear knotting in his stomach.

They reached the rear exit, and Mokuba felt Seto's hand push him behind as he opened the doors and peered about. A second later, he was led into the hedge garden, darting faster than any human – and most angels – could, as he followed his brother through the maze.

"Seto…?"

A quick shush was his only reply, Mokuba falling silent instantly again as he kept up with his brother. He'd find out soon enough no doubt, but this was scary.

He was suddenly pulled into a hollow under a particularly bushy plant, finding himself pressed up against his brother. He didn't make a noise, becoming silently thankful seconds later when a pair of camouflaged legs passed through his field of vision. Mokuba watched and listened fearfully as the stranger passed, before finding himself pulled to his feet and running with his brother again as they dashed off their property.

Eventually Seto spoke.

"It looks like you'll be getting that trip to Earth you wanted."

Behind them, their house exploded.