I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh
Warning: this fiction contains yaoi and is pretty angsty and sad. No it's NOT lemon!!!!!!
I had a really fucked-up day, so I wrote this. It's nice and twisted. ^_^
Chapter One
Ever since Kaiba had raped Yugi, he had never been the same. He had withdrawn into himself and the only person he talked to was Yami. He clung to Yami like a small child and wouldn't leave his side, and whenever Yami was gone he cried. Yami was so worried about him that he stayed up all night watching Yugi, and all the other friends noticed that Yami was thinner and paler than ever before. And weaker.
This night Yami was sitting in a chair facing the window outside in Yugi's room. Yugi slept. A cool night breeze played with the curtains. The yellow glow from the street lamps outside cast itself across his drawn features. He was thinking of what he could do for Yugi, if anything. He needed to do something, because every time he looked at Yugi in this state, a piece of his heart was wrenched from him. What to do? Even getting revenge on Kaiba by beating the shit out of him hadn't helped Yugi, it only satisfied Yami really.
Suddenly, Yugi whimpered in his sleep. Yami gazed at him and quickly ran to his side. Tears dripped down his face. He was re-living what had happened again. His otherwise peaceful features were contorted. Quickly, Yami took him in his arms and held him close. But Yugi began to struggle and hit Yami in his unconscious state.
Yami: Yugi!!! Listen to my voice!! It's me Yami!!
Suddenly, Yugi awoke from the nightmare and fell limp into Yami's arms. He was crying and shaking. Yami pulled him closer and held him tightly, but Yugi still wouldn't stop quivering.
Yugi: Yami.don't ever leave me!!!!
Yami: Yugi, you know I'll always be here. Kaiba isn't going to hurt you anymore.
Yugi seemed a little comforted by these words and stopped shaking. Yami gazed down to look upon his face. A look of fear had captured his features. Fear and anguish. Yami lowered his face and tilted Yugi's face upwards, engulfing his lips in a kiss. His lips.they were so deliciously addictive. Yugi kissed back, but hesitantly. It was never like that before. Yami broke the kiss first and tried to lay Yugi down to sleep, but Yugi still held tight to his waist.
Yugi: Yami!! Don't leave me!!! Please!!!
He had become so child-like. Ever since he had been stripped of his innocence. Yami sighed inwardly and lay down beside Yugi and pulled the covers over them. Yugi still held tight to his waist. It was like torture for Yami. If they had been in this situation before it had happened, they would be making love right now. Yami held back his desires though, and let Yugi sleep for the rest of the night.
The next morning Yami got out of bed and got dressed. It was such a good thing it was still summer holidays. Yugi could never go to school in this condition, and with Yami as weakened by his mission as it was, they were lucky. Yami laughed. If you called this lucky. He sighed as he looked out the window. Such a beautiful day. It was in complete contrast to his feelings inwards. He still wanted revenge on Seto Kaiba. He wanted to make him feel how Yugi felt. Every time he thought about it, he grew more possessed with anger.
He slowly made his way downstairs to make breakfast. He really hated cooking, but he had to do it.
Yami: okay.2 cups flour..(Yami takes two actual GLASS-fulls of flour and dumps them in a bowl). And then..a PINCH of baking soda? uhh..
In his efforts to make a good breakfast of pancakes and syrup, Yami ended up making what rather looked like a plate filled with burnt mush covered in lumpy tree sap. The kitchen was filled with a burning smell, and there were messy cooking utensils everywhere. Yami's apron was covered in flour and dough.
Yami: Yugi always makes me wear an apron
The truth was because Yugi thought it so very cute whenever Yami tried to cook, which is why he usually tried to persuade him to make breakfast. It used to make Yugi laugh to see Yami in such a disheveled state over something as simple to most as cooking breakfast. This was the thought that passed through Yami's mind as he smashed his fist into the wall. The cracking sound of the bones hardly entered his thoughts.
Yami: Damn you Kaiba. Damn you..
Silent tears trickled down his face and onto his fist. The salty water mingled with the blood. Yami sighed. He was going to have to bandage that before Yugi saw it.
A few minutes later, Yami made his way up to Yugi's room with his breakfast. He was relieved to see that Yugi was asleep, and having from what it appeared to be - a good dream. He laid the breakfast down on the table beside Yugi.
Yami: (mentally: maybe I should call Yugi's friends over. He might like to see them again. He needs to get his mind off this.)
Thus, Yami succeeded in inviting over all of Yugi's friends, telling them to come in an hour. By the time he was done, Yugi was awake and almost done eating breakfast. Although it tasted disgusting, Yugi liked to eat the breakfast Yami made him. He knew how hard it was for Yami to make breakfast.
Yami: so how is it, Yugi?
Yugi: ^_^ good. But even better, I like that apron on you!!!
He let out a sort of half-hearted giggle. Grinning, Yami rubbed his forehead with his hand. It was too late before he realised his mistake.
Yugi: Yami, what's wrong with your hand? Why is it bandaged?
Yami: This!? Oh, it's nothing!!!! It was just a cooking accident on the stove and I accidentally burnt it. You know how careless I can be when I cook. It's only a minor burn.
Yugi: come here and let me see it
Yami approached and held out his bandaged hand for Yugi to see. He looked really worried. Yami closed his eyes as he felt Yugi touching the bandage, but when he opened them again, he noticed the bandage was gone. Yugi was staring at his hand sadly. It still bled without the bandage and the broken bone was sticking out.
Yami: Yugi..
Yugi put Yami's hand against his cheek and held it there with his eyes closed. Yami winced slightly. Then, Yugi took the hand and kissed it slowly. Yami stood there frozen as he watched tears slide down Yugi's face. His face was etched with sadness. Yami couldn't keep his eyes off his face. Yugi was still kissing his hand slowly. His tears were now dripping down onto Yami's hand, mingling with the blood the same way that Yami's tears had. The tears were icy cold, unlike Yami's which had been burning hot with rage. Yugi's tears were so painfully cold on Yami's skin that Yami almost had the sudden urge to pull away. All the blood was gone now, replaced by Yugi's tears, which were more painful than blood to Yami. Then, when Yami thought he could bear no more, Yugi let go of his hand.
Yugi sat there and stared in anguish at the floor on the side of his bed. Yami was trying to hold back the tears, not to shatter to pieces in front of Yugi, but he knew he couldn't. He was going to break. He rushed out into the hallway and collapsed into a crumpled heap against the wall, sobbing. The flaming heat of his tears only made him cry harder, reminding him of how cold Yugi's tears had been. He had never broken down like this before. Ever. He hardly knew the real reason why he was crying. Yugi had only been kissing his hand. But the anguish Yami had felt that moment from Yugi was something he'd always thought incapable of him. A burning sense of.anger. Yami was drowning in despair.
Epilogue:
Yugi sat on the bed with his eyes closed. He smiled..
Fin!!!
Yami-shadow: okay everyone!!! Lets hear what you think
Person #1: what the hell was that?
Person #2: *sniff* that was soooo sad
Random Passerby: uhhh.why are you asking me?!!! *continues his act of passing by*
Yami-shadow: should I continue this fiction or not? I have a good idea for the next chapter *heh heh*, but I won't continue unless I get at least 5 reviews!!!!
Ja, minna!!! ^_^
Warning: this fiction contains yaoi and is pretty angsty and sad. No it's NOT lemon!!!!!!
I had a really fucked-up day, so I wrote this. It's nice and twisted. ^_^
Chapter One
Ever since Kaiba had raped Yugi, he had never been the same. He had withdrawn into himself and the only person he talked to was Yami. He clung to Yami like a small child and wouldn't leave his side, and whenever Yami was gone he cried. Yami was so worried about him that he stayed up all night watching Yugi, and all the other friends noticed that Yami was thinner and paler than ever before. And weaker.
This night Yami was sitting in a chair facing the window outside in Yugi's room. Yugi slept. A cool night breeze played with the curtains. The yellow glow from the street lamps outside cast itself across his drawn features. He was thinking of what he could do for Yugi, if anything. He needed to do something, because every time he looked at Yugi in this state, a piece of his heart was wrenched from him. What to do? Even getting revenge on Kaiba by beating the shit out of him hadn't helped Yugi, it only satisfied Yami really.
Suddenly, Yugi whimpered in his sleep. Yami gazed at him and quickly ran to his side. Tears dripped down his face. He was re-living what had happened again. His otherwise peaceful features were contorted. Quickly, Yami took him in his arms and held him close. But Yugi began to struggle and hit Yami in his unconscious state.
Yami: Yugi!!! Listen to my voice!! It's me Yami!!
Suddenly, Yugi awoke from the nightmare and fell limp into Yami's arms. He was crying and shaking. Yami pulled him closer and held him tightly, but Yugi still wouldn't stop quivering.
Yugi: Yami.don't ever leave me!!!!
Yami: Yugi, you know I'll always be here. Kaiba isn't going to hurt you anymore.
Yugi seemed a little comforted by these words and stopped shaking. Yami gazed down to look upon his face. A look of fear had captured his features. Fear and anguish. Yami lowered his face and tilted Yugi's face upwards, engulfing his lips in a kiss. His lips.they were so deliciously addictive. Yugi kissed back, but hesitantly. It was never like that before. Yami broke the kiss first and tried to lay Yugi down to sleep, but Yugi still held tight to his waist.
Yugi: Yami!! Don't leave me!!! Please!!!
He had become so child-like. Ever since he had been stripped of his innocence. Yami sighed inwardly and lay down beside Yugi and pulled the covers over them. Yugi still held tight to his waist. It was like torture for Yami. If they had been in this situation before it had happened, they would be making love right now. Yami held back his desires though, and let Yugi sleep for the rest of the night.
The next morning Yami got out of bed and got dressed. It was such a good thing it was still summer holidays. Yugi could never go to school in this condition, and with Yami as weakened by his mission as it was, they were lucky. Yami laughed. If you called this lucky. He sighed as he looked out the window. Such a beautiful day. It was in complete contrast to his feelings inwards. He still wanted revenge on Seto Kaiba. He wanted to make him feel how Yugi felt. Every time he thought about it, he grew more possessed with anger.
He slowly made his way downstairs to make breakfast. He really hated cooking, but he had to do it.
Yami: okay.2 cups flour..(Yami takes two actual GLASS-fulls of flour and dumps them in a bowl). And then..a PINCH of baking soda? uhh..
In his efforts to make a good breakfast of pancakes and syrup, Yami ended up making what rather looked like a plate filled with burnt mush covered in lumpy tree sap. The kitchen was filled with a burning smell, and there were messy cooking utensils everywhere. Yami's apron was covered in flour and dough.
Yami: Yugi always makes me wear an apron
The truth was because Yugi thought it so very cute whenever Yami tried to cook, which is why he usually tried to persuade him to make breakfast. It used to make Yugi laugh to see Yami in such a disheveled state over something as simple to most as cooking breakfast. This was the thought that passed through Yami's mind as he smashed his fist into the wall. The cracking sound of the bones hardly entered his thoughts.
Yami: Damn you Kaiba. Damn you..
Silent tears trickled down his face and onto his fist. The salty water mingled with the blood. Yami sighed. He was going to have to bandage that before Yugi saw it.
A few minutes later, Yami made his way up to Yugi's room with his breakfast. He was relieved to see that Yugi was asleep, and having from what it appeared to be - a good dream. He laid the breakfast down on the table beside Yugi.
Yami: (mentally: maybe I should call Yugi's friends over. He might like to see them again. He needs to get his mind off this.)
Thus, Yami succeeded in inviting over all of Yugi's friends, telling them to come in an hour. By the time he was done, Yugi was awake and almost done eating breakfast. Although it tasted disgusting, Yugi liked to eat the breakfast Yami made him. He knew how hard it was for Yami to make breakfast.
Yami: so how is it, Yugi?
Yugi: ^_^ good. But even better, I like that apron on you!!!
He let out a sort of half-hearted giggle. Grinning, Yami rubbed his forehead with his hand. It was too late before he realised his mistake.
Yugi: Yami, what's wrong with your hand? Why is it bandaged?
Yami: This!? Oh, it's nothing!!!! It was just a cooking accident on the stove and I accidentally burnt it. You know how careless I can be when I cook. It's only a minor burn.
Yugi: come here and let me see it
Yami approached and held out his bandaged hand for Yugi to see. He looked really worried. Yami closed his eyes as he felt Yugi touching the bandage, but when he opened them again, he noticed the bandage was gone. Yugi was staring at his hand sadly. It still bled without the bandage and the broken bone was sticking out.
Yami: Yugi..
Yugi put Yami's hand against his cheek and held it there with his eyes closed. Yami winced slightly. Then, Yugi took the hand and kissed it slowly. Yami stood there frozen as he watched tears slide down Yugi's face. His face was etched with sadness. Yami couldn't keep his eyes off his face. Yugi was still kissing his hand slowly. His tears were now dripping down onto Yami's hand, mingling with the blood the same way that Yami's tears had. The tears were icy cold, unlike Yami's which had been burning hot with rage. Yugi's tears were so painfully cold on Yami's skin that Yami almost had the sudden urge to pull away. All the blood was gone now, replaced by Yugi's tears, which were more painful than blood to Yami. Then, when Yami thought he could bear no more, Yugi let go of his hand.
Yugi sat there and stared in anguish at the floor on the side of his bed. Yami was trying to hold back the tears, not to shatter to pieces in front of Yugi, but he knew he couldn't. He was going to break. He rushed out into the hallway and collapsed into a crumpled heap against the wall, sobbing. The flaming heat of his tears only made him cry harder, reminding him of how cold Yugi's tears had been. He had never broken down like this before. Ever. He hardly knew the real reason why he was crying. Yugi had only been kissing his hand. But the anguish Yami had felt that moment from Yugi was something he'd always thought incapable of him. A burning sense of.anger. Yami was drowning in despair.
Epilogue:
Yugi sat on the bed with his eyes closed. He smiled..
Fin!!!
Yami-shadow: okay everyone!!! Lets hear what you think
Person #1: what the hell was that?
Person #2: *sniff* that was soooo sad
Random Passerby: uhhh.why are you asking me?!!! *continues his act of passing by*
Yami-shadow: should I continue this fiction or not? I have a good idea for the next chapter *heh heh*, but I won't continue unless I get at least 5 reviews!!!!
Ja, minna!!! ^_^