Silent Knife
Anthy: La la la la la...
Anshi: Maroooooooooooooooo...
Anthy: I just don't know.
Anshi: Last chappy was sweet.
Anthy: I know...it was supposed to be.
All: Awwwwwwwww...
DHKFTO: I'm taking this chapter ok?
Anthy: But you're a guy!
DHKFTO: So? Have you actually played Tactics Ogre? Do you remember Batraal?!
Anthy: You were chained to a wall and whipped.
DHKFTO: Yes...
All: daydreaming pretty mental piccy
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Silent Knife
Dark Place Returns
Seto let me go home
And he wasn't mad at me
He wasn't mad at me for being with her
Only for a moment
"She" is a very kind person
Seto understood
That might be why he lets her stay
But I got to go home
And I was happy
Yami looked at his and Yugi's room like it was new to him. He remembered...yes...this was all familiar. Yugi stood next to Yami, smiling at him, secretly wondering if he was ok. Yami slowly walked into the room and sat on his bed. He looked at the window, seeing the crow fly by. He thought about Anthy, and her kindness.
Because her love was not human, Seto allowed her to get close to Yami.
Yami's red-violet eyes looked over at Yugi, who was staring at him. Yami smiled, finally feeling a sense of security and welcome. He knew that he was home, or...his first home. Seto's house was his second home (but we won't mention that). Pretty soon, Yugi and Yami were talking and laughing just like they used to.
It seemed like nothing had happened.
Yami stared up at the ceiling that night, eyelids growing heavy. He slipped a white button-up t-shirt on and flopped onto bed. He thought about home, where he was now and how "good" it was. Yes...home was where he was supposed to be. Before long, Yami could not keep his eyes open and drifted into a deep sleep.
There was something wrong with Yami's soul room. He noticed that the door was slightly ajar, and he gathered his courage. He opened the door and felt a wave of fear and the feeling of dread hit him. Ishtaru was in his soul room, and he brought the dark place with him. Yami gulped, but stepped inside to confront the sadistic spirit of hate.
"Well...nice to see you here once again." Ishtaru hissed as the door behind Yami slammed shut and locked.
Before Yami could say anything or even raise his fists, Ishtaru was there. He rushed at Yami, grabbing his wrists and holding his hands out of his reach. Yami felt himself hit the wall and found himself looking into Ishtaru's blue eyes. Yami no longer felt fear, but a desire to live, to not let the "dark place" overtake him.
The Yami who was the nameless pharaoh and the Yami who was strong had both returned.
Yami struggled, putting all of his strength into resisting Ishtaru. His right leg kicked blindly, nailing Ishtaru in the gut. He released Yami and dropped back, holding his hand over his stomach. Yami sighed and looked down at Ishtaru, who glared back. Yami began to say something but Ishtaru had recovered. He rose to his full height, still taller than Yami, but not towering over him.
Yami tried to hold his ground but little by little, Ishtaru began to back him into a corner. Yami gathered energy in his hands once he felt his back hit the wall. He opened his mouth to shout the spell out as fast as he could in order to push Ishtaru back.
"Fire---mfff??"
Ishtaru pressed his lips to Yami's, and the spell fizzled and died. Yami felt Ishtaru's tongue entering, and he tried to pull away. Ishtaru began slowly unbuttoning Yami's shirt and tracing his fingers over the healing wounds he had inflicted. Yami's entire body shuddered, pulling away from Ishtaru.
But there was nowhere to run.
Yami stumbled and fell to the ground. He rolled over and Ishtaru was upon him. Yami had no time to scream before he felt the "dark place" descend once more. But Yami refused to the himself be broken once more. He put all his strength into resisting Ishtaru, but became tired and his energy had drained away. Ishtaru caught his lips in a kiss as he began to glide the knife through Yami's flesh once more.
When Yami woke, his chest was bleeding and he had the same paralyzed feeling. But there was no fear this time, after Ishtaru had raped him the second time.
He stood up and walked into the bathroom to inspect his wounds. There was a lot of blood. Yami cast his shirt aside and began to clean his wounds. He caught a glimps of his face in the mirror...
And the only emotion on it was fury.
Anthy: Weeeeee!!
DHKFTO: Stop that.
Anthy: You can write more often!
DHKFTO: ???
Anthy: thinks of DHKFTO chained to the wall
Anthy: La la la la la...
Anshi: Maroooooooooooooooo...
Anthy: I just don't know.
Anshi: Last chappy was sweet.
Anthy: I know...it was supposed to be.
All: Awwwwwwwww...
DHKFTO: I'm taking this chapter ok?
Anthy: But you're a guy!
DHKFTO: So? Have you actually played Tactics Ogre? Do you remember Batraal?!
Anthy: You were chained to a wall and whipped.
DHKFTO: Yes...
All: daydreaming pretty mental piccy
%%%%%%%
Silent Knife
Dark Place Returns
Seto let me go home
And he wasn't mad at me
He wasn't mad at me for being with her
Only for a moment
"She" is a very kind person
Seto understood
That might be why he lets her stay
But I got to go home
And I was happy
Yami looked at his and Yugi's room like it was new to him. He remembered...yes...this was all familiar. Yugi stood next to Yami, smiling at him, secretly wondering if he was ok. Yami slowly walked into the room and sat on his bed. He looked at the window, seeing the crow fly by. He thought about Anthy, and her kindness.
Because her love was not human, Seto allowed her to get close to Yami.
Yami's red-violet eyes looked over at Yugi, who was staring at him. Yami smiled, finally feeling a sense of security and welcome. He knew that he was home, or...his first home. Seto's house was his second home (but we won't mention that). Pretty soon, Yugi and Yami were talking and laughing just like they used to.
It seemed like nothing had happened.
Yami stared up at the ceiling that night, eyelids growing heavy. He slipped a white button-up t-shirt on and flopped onto bed. He thought about home, where he was now and how "good" it was. Yes...home was where he was supposed to be. Before long, Yami could not keep his eyes open and drifted into a deep sleep.
There was something wrong with Yami's soul room. He noticed that the door was slightly ajar, and he gathered his courage. He opened the door and felt a wave of fear and the feeling of dread hit him. Ishtaru was in his soul room, and he brought the dark place with him. Yami gulped, but stepped inside to confront the sadistic spirit of hate.
"Well...nice to see you here once again." Ishtaru hissed as the door behind Yami slammed shut and locked.
Before Yami could say anything or even raise his fists, Ishtaru was there. He rushed at Yami, grabbing his wrists and holding his hands out of his reach. Yami felt himself hit the wall and found himself looking into Ishtaru's blue eyes. Yami no longer felt fear, but a desire to live, to not let the "dark place" overtake him.
The Yami who was the nameless pharaoh and the Yami who was strong had both returned.
Yami struggled, putting all of his strength into resisting Ishtaru. His right leg kicked blindly, nailing Ishtaru in the gut. He released Yami and dropped back, holding his hand over his stomach. Yami sighed and looked down at Ishtaru, who glared back. Yami began to say something but Ishtaru had recovered. He rose to his full height, still taller than Yami, but not towering over him.
Yami tried to hold his ground but little by little, Ishtaru began to back him into a corner. Yami gathered energy in his hands once he felt his back hit the wall. He opened his mouth to shout the spell out as fast as he could in order to push Ishtaru back.
"Fire---mfff??"
Ishtaru pressed his lips to Yami's, and the spell fizzled and died. Yami felt Ishtaru's tongue entering, and he tried to pull away. Ishtaru began slowly unbuttoning Yami's shirt and tracing his fingers over the healing wounds he had inflicted. Yami's entire body shuddered, pulling away from Ishtaru.
But there was nowhere to run.
Yami stumbled and fell to the ground. He rolled over and Ishtaru was upon him. Yami had no time to scream before he felt the "dark place" descend once more. But Yami refused to the himself be broken once more. He put all his strength into resisting Ishtaru, but became tired and his energy had drained away. Ishtaru caught his lips in a kiss as he began to glide the knife through Yami's flesh once more.
When Yami woke, his chest was bleeding and he had the same paralyzed feeling. But there was no fear this time, after Ishtaru had raped him the second time.
He stood up and walked into the bathroom to inspect his wounds. There was a lot of blood. Yami cast his shirt aside and began to clean his wounds. He caught a glimps of his face in the mirror...
And the only emotion on it was fury.
Anthy: Weeeeee!!
DHKFTO: Stop that.
Anthy: You can write more often!
DHKFTO: ???
Anthy: thinks of DHKFTO chained to the wall