KITG: hi guys. Glad you liked the fic so far. So I decided to write you all another chapter.
Yami: am I going to help Yugi now?
KITG: you might
Yami: let me rephrase that. I AM GOING TO HELP YUGI!
KITG: um oookay, you are going to help Yugi…….Maybe
Yami:ARRRRRGH (starts to chase KITG)
KITG: heheheheeh (runs off)
Young one's pain realisedYami awoke about the mid afternoon, He groaned from his pounding head. He needed blood. Looking through the slats he could see the teen resting. He still lay on his side. All of this changed however when a key could be heard turning, Yugi shot up like a scared Rabbit. Yami could feel the fear pouring off him, a man came into the light of the Skylight. He looked at it, and then snarled at the boy.
"What did you do?" he grabbed Yugi round the throat
"Nothing Father.A…" Yami's blood froze, he was going to be betrayed " a bird crashed into it is all,"
"You better not be lying boy"
"I'm not fath.." his uncle punched him in the stomach, Yugi gasped, as the wind was knocked out of him, cutting off his reply. Yami felt his blood boil. He would have run right out there and ripped this pitiful human to pieces, but he was in no state to do so. He felt his heart break when the boy replied to the beating
"I am sorry master. Though I do not deserve forgiveness. I am a slave, to do with as you will." Yugi hung his head. Kneeling before his father.
"Yes you are. And I have a treat for you. Ushio has had a bad day, he wants to see you"
Yami almost felt sick at the wave of fear coming off the boy now. Who was this Ushio why did he cause this teen to fear him so? Yami watched as the boy was dragged off, and there was nothing he could do to help…
Ketio walked into Yugi's room. He wouldn't mind if she borrowed an outfit. She opened the closet, walking into the dark interior. Her head snapped to the back, she thought she saw movement, but no. She continued to look through the clothes. She tried to scream when something grabbed her, but a hand over her mouth stopped that. Yami slipped his sharp fangs into her soft neck, his blood thirst so great he drained her quickly. Again he incinerated the body. He felt his strength returning as this new blood coursed through his veins. He lay back down on the bed Yugi had made him, it would soon be sunset. He closed his eyes. To sleep while is body healed, then he would find the boy.
Yugi was in hell once more, but this time it was worse. Ushio telling how useless he was. He tried to deny all he was told. Of how it was his fault his mother was like she was in hospital, but it betrayed him as his mind told him Ushio was right.
"Hum, it seems Yugi is enjoying this" He hit Yugi's chest making him cry out, tears falling to the pillow. He wanted to escape, wanted to die. He screamed as Ushio cut him with a knife yet again, leaving deep wounds. Laughing all the while. What had he done to deserve this? How long had it been now? He looked up to the skylight, as he felt the blood flow down his chest, he knew it was worse than before. He had been badly wounded. Ushio must have been mad. He smiled; he might get his wish tonight.
As he looked to the skylight, his vision hazing. He saw Crimson. They blazed so brightly the anger behind them making him afraid. He heard a crash. Silver specks falling like rain as the glass gave way. Then he escaped from the pain…
Yami had awoken as the sunset; he rose, stretching his wings. Walking from the closet, his eyes finally taking in the room. It was so bare, of anything that would say the boy lived in here. But he had a feeling it held some secret also. His eyes accustomed to the night, he would look for the boy, but he could not look inside the club. He would be noticed. But he could look through windows. He jumped out of the already broken skylight. The chill night air welcomed him. The smell of the city, washed clean after the rain that must have fallen during the day. Seeing one skylight he stealthily approached. Inside he saw the man from before, the father. He was counting money behind a desk, smiling to himself as he did so. But no sign of the boy. He was sorely tempted to kill the father now. But some urgent need drove him to find the boy. He looked to another skylight. Inside must be the ladies dressing room, for naked women walked past, getting ready for the night ahead. The room decorated not too different from the rest of the club, rows of mirrors, each with rows of light bulbs around them, laced the walls. He sighed. Still no luck. He came to what must be the last one. He looked in, and froze in horror at the scene. There was the teen, cuffed face up on the bed, being savagely beaten and cut. That's the only word he could think of, which he uttered in Egyptian. The black haired man was beating and cutting the teen, the lithe body squirming to try to escape the pain. Blood flowed down from the marks. He looked to the boy's tear stained face then. And saw the defeat. The broken soul. He cried out, eye's aflame as he smashed through the glass. He pulled the man away from the boy; he smashed into the wall, slumping to the ground. He ran at Ushio, punching the man in the stomach. Yami would have dealt the deathblow. But the moan from the bed made him turn. The boy was in a bad way. He made the cuffs disappear in a flash. He wrapped a sheet round the boy, and held him close to his chest. It felt right to have him there. With one last growl. He jumped through the skylight, and into the night.
Ushio got up smiling.
"Well, Yami. Who could have known you where so close by? You may have escaped us last night, but we will find you…. Master Pegasus will be pleased" Ushio picked up the discarded brown jacket, the Vampire hunter symbol plain to see….
Yami rushed into his mausoleum laying the boy down on his bed. He unwrapped the form, his breath caught at the beauty of it. (NO! I will not be hurt. Stop thinking like that) he shook his head then put his face close to the body. There he gently licked one of the wounds. The sweetness of the blood there, nearly driving him insane. When he withdrew from the cut. Only a thin scar remained. His saliva could heal, though he never used it much these days, just killing his meal instead. He started to lick another, when he felt the body beneath his tongue jerk. He looked up, straight into the boys petrified eyes. He rose placing his hand lovingly in the boy's hair, and spoke in a kind voice he had not used in nearly a decade.
"Shhh, I won't harm you. But your hurt."
"How.."
"How did you get here? I brought you, now easy. Let me heal you." Yami leaned down once again. Licking another wound. Yugi's eyes widened when he saw all that was left was a small scar. Yami continued. Yugi found himself enjoying this .(what! Did I just think that? But it feels so nice.) He's only going to hurt you like all the others. (but..he's being so gentle) Don't they all when they first start? Yugi had no reply to that, for it was the truth. He was feeling weak. He looked up when he heard Yami talking to him again.
"You are bleeding badly Yugi. That Man has torn you on the inside, I must stop the bleeding. But I have to do something I am sure you will not like. Do you trust me?"Yugi looked at those crimson eyes. Now full of so much concern he felt like crying. He nodded.
"Okay Yugi, relax." Yami stuck his own fingers in his mouth making them drip with saliva. Then looking into those pure amethyst eye's he push a digit into a large deep cut, the boy arched at the pain, whimpering. Yami stroked his hair, whispering comforting words.
"It's ok. Shh. It will be over soon. I'm sorry it hurts. But I have to stop the bleeding" the moved his finger, feeling the rip. Running it over the rip, he felt it slowly close. He withdrew his finger, and then licked the wound closed. He looked at the boy, he was panting heavily, weak. Yami stroked his hair, sitting beside the teen.
"Easy Yugi. Sleep, you will feel better"
"Don't leave me please," Yugi begged.
"I'm not going anywhere." Yami was brought into a tight hug as the boy, with the strength he had, put his arms round his waist. Yami returned the embrace; he lay down on the bed. For it was clear the boy was not going to let him go anytime soon. He smiled as the teen cuddled up to him. Resting his head on Yami's strong chest. He just stroked Yugi's hair. Relaxing the teen. He felt the feeling again he was trying to suppress.
(Could it be in love with this one?)
"Don't be a fool. He's a mortal. They hate vampires; you eat them for Ra's sake" his mind argued back
(But he doesn't seem afraid of me)
Yeah, wait till he finds out about you. Like your love did. He will try to kill you, just like she did.(SHUT UP!)
But you know I am right. Great Pharaoh….
Yami lay there stroking the boy's hair. Pleading with whatever god he could think of. For this angel in his arms…not to fear him. Angel…. He smiled. He didn't believe in them right? But that was the only word he could think of to describe Yugi…An Angel…
Pegasus returned to the vampire hunter base. He smiled, as he looked to all assembled here.
" My fellow hunters. I have news. It would seem Yami has fallen for a boy. We can use this. If what Ushio say about Yugi is true, he will return to the club before this day is out, he has no choice, for what his father will do to his grandfather. And we will wait….for no doubt Yami will come to look for him."The vampire hunters cheered, they would finally get the power Yami possessed, when they claimed the Millennium puzzle from the vampire's dead grasp.
Yugi awoke about noon, finding himself in the warm embrace of Yami. He smiled, gently brushing the bangs so like his own from Yami's face. He was so beautiful. Yugi gave a heavy sigh, he could not stay. He had Grandfather to worry about. If his father found him missing…
He rose, so careful so not to wake Yami. He looked to the room, so decorated like Egypt. It made him feel safe. He walked to the desk, seeing pen and paper he began to write in hieroglyphs. Feeling sure Yami could read them.
Thank you for helping me. But I cannot stay, if I do…someone I care about, part of my family will be hurt. And I can't let that happen. I wish……I wish I could stay with you. Help you. I don't know why. But you seem sad. But no one cane save me. Before I only had one thing to keep me sane. And that was the story of the Banished Pharaoh. My grandfather told me of it. I would dream of it. I don't know why. But I get the feeling it wasn't his fault. And sometimes it's like I can hear his name..Atemu… silly right. Bt this story had been failing me, my dreams lost to the torture I had inflicted upon me everyday. Thanks to you…I think I can continue, however long I have left. For all I know. I might be dead when you read this. I don't think Father will be happy with me. So if I am…..I just wanted to tell you thank you…
Good-bye Yami….
Luv Yugi.
He looked at Yami asleep in the bed. He had never told anyone about his dreams. About hearing the forgotten Pharaoh's name, if that was even his name. For no one knew it. And here he was telling Yami. But looking at Yami, he almost seemed like a Pharaoh, lying there on the bed.
I would always be your slave Yami..
He realised then that he had deep feelings for his saviour. And wished he could stay with this vampire. He didn't care what he was; he was kinder than most humans he had known.
He turned from the sight. And left through the door into the midday sun. And perhaps to his death….
