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WARNING: OKAY THIS CHAPPIE HAS THE WHOLE YAOI THING (GUY/GUY) MORE IN FOCUS. THE RATING IS STILL PG 13 HOWEVER. For now it's only a warm build-up, nothing graphic but very suggestive. If you have a problem with this kind of thing then please don't read I don't want to offend anyone. Thank you. Oh some cursing in this one as well.

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CHAPTER FIFTEEN - Momentary Immobility

Yami hit sand hard, jarring every bone in his body and making him feel like he'd swallowed his tongue for a moment.

~I am going to take Malik's neck.snap it into two little pieces and then throw his body in a.~

"Gather the items, quickly!" a voice he didn't recognize snapped somewhere close to him.

Painfully, Yami pushed himself up and glared in the direction of the voice. Immediately, sand blew into his eyes and mouth making him choke. Coughing violently, Yami glowered as best he could at Malik who was sitting on the sand; his cloak wrapped around him and protecting him from the sand storm that was raging all around them.

Malik, who looked on the verge of death, was quickly surrounded by several cloaked followers who lifted him up and placed him on a .camel? Where the hell had the camel come from? And better yet where the hell WERE they?

Having learnt that looking a sandstorm straight in the face was idiocy; Yami lowered his head and desperately tried to pull his shirt over his eyes. They were beginning to burn and water from the initial blast of sand that had rendered him blind for a second.

Someone tapped him on the shoulder and he barely controlled himself from swinging around and punching the person in the face. His anger shimmering inside him, he squinted up at an old tanned face, with markings and tattoos covering every square inch of it.

"Funny haired boy, you take good care of look-alike, yes?" the old man asked pointed behind him.

~Funny haired boy!? I'll show him what funny haired boy can do to his..look- a-like?~

~Yugi?!~

Yami blinked the last of the dust out of his eyes and turned his back to the sandstorm to see where the man was pointing. Worry flooded him when he saw Yugi, sprawled out on the sand and rapidly being covered with MORE sand, courtesy of the almighty god-be-stupid sand storm. The cloaked figures were moving off, leaving Yugi and him there.

Cursing the departing figures, Yami darted forward and bent over Yugi, shoving off the sand that had nearly covered the boy's lower section. Having cleared away the majority of the sand and worried that he might be dead, Yami checked Yugi's pulse (he'd learnt that much from biology) and was relieved to find a steady beat.

"Wrap you in this." the old man said, appearing out of nowhere and handing Yami a similar cloak to the ones the others wore. The wind nearly caught it but Yami managed to grab it before that happened. Despising the thought of wearing the cloak but deciding that now was not the time to be picky, Yami swung the cloak around himself and scooped Yugi up, glad that his little look-alike was a lightweight.

He let Yugi's head fall on his shoulder and pulled Yugi's legs around his waist, carrying him like a baby. Finally, casting a glance at Yugi's strangely pretty face, he drew the coat around both of them, making sure it covered them completely and hurriedly pulled the hood up around his face.

Satisfied, he hurried to catch-up with Malik's posse who was disappearing rapidly in the distance. He had no clue where he was or he would have happily headed in the other direction.

Hell, make that gleefully.

~Where the hell are we?~

~Where not in Tokyo anymore, Toto.~

~You're corny you know that?~

~Oh really!?? Maybe YOU'D like to make the witty insertions? Eh Einstein!!?~

~Asshole.~

~I know you are but what am.~

~SHUT IT!~

(AN: anyone think Yami and Yugi's inner voices are insane? I do, and I think I need to go to bed.)

~We've been walking for HOURS! Aren't these guys ever going to stop?~

~Bastards.~

~The kid's HEAVY let's just drop him in the.~

~SHUT IT~

~Remarkably protective over him lately.gave up your parents for nothing didn't you?~

~I was sick of him using me. and Yugi.he needs to go home - DAMMIT WHERE ARE WE?!!~

~I've got a suspicion this might be the shadow realm.remember what Malik was talking about?~

~Shadow Realm.wonderful.~

Yami was so preoccupied with his thoughts he didn't hear Yugi groan.

Steady swinging motion, arms wrapped around under his legs and his face resting against a firm chest.

~Where am I?~

Yugi groaned and attempted to lift his head but instant burning pain responded to this mental request. It even hurt to blink.

~Hurt.all over.~

The steady motion did not falter and that on top of an odd howling sound made Yugi feel drowsy again. He wondered vaguely why it was so dark but the need to sleep overcame his curiosity and he slipped off into slumber land again.

When Yami was about to collapse from exhaustion they finally stopped beside some kind of ruin that sheltered them from the raging sandstorm. Sitting on a huge stone block, he flipped the cloak aside and stared down at Yugi. The kid has slept the entire way.

~Isn't he lucky?~ Yami thought grouchily and absentmindedly brushed some sand from Yugi's mouth.

~Pretty mouth.small and pouty looking.~

~Small and WHAT? Dude. anything you want to tell me?~

~I hate you.~

Yugi frowned slightly at the touch and murmured something.

Pushing away the uncomfortable thoughts Yami laid Yugi out on the block. "C'mon kid, time to wakie wakie, my arms are numb and if I have to carry you one step further I'm gonna leave you here." Yami coaxed.

Yugi groaned again and groggily opened his eyes, he blinked rapidly after that but did not make an effort to sit up or move at all.

Yami prodded him. "C'mon get up."

Yugi gasped something as if his throat was dry and parched and Yami turned his full attention on him in worry.

"He.won't be able to move.for a while." Malik's cold voice said behind him.

Yami froze and shifted dangerous eyes to glance at Malik who stood to his side. "Why not?" His voice was dangerous, lethal almost.

"I sensed it during the journey.that puzzle is his but not his. he wasn't meant to use the triangle like that.so strange." Malik said, his breathing was laboured and he had to stop to inhale every few words. "I was meant for this rod and even that experience drained me." he leaned on a pillar. "You can imagine what it would do to him."

Without warning Yami was in front of him, crushing his throat with his hand, his red eyes laced with fury. "That means you can't defend yourself. now doesn't it? Can't control anyone else mind can you!? How about we make this PERMANENT!?" He tightened his grip on Malik's throat and listened with perverse satisfaction as Malik choked.

Several cloaked figures dashed forward to try and pull Yami off but Yami said in a dangerous voice, his eyes never leaving Malik's own. "Touch me and your master will have a hole in his neck to breath out of."

They froze in mid-step.

To Yami's annoyance, Malik suddenly grinned. "Kill me. and you can never get back home." he said coolly, trying not to choke on the words.

"Wasn't planning to go home." Yami growled and slowly squeezed harder.

Malik's cloaked figures fidgeted in agitation, looking for a signal from their leader but he did not even spare them a glance, instead focusing his cold purple eyes on Yami's own.

"What about Yugi?" Malik said softly, his voice held an open warning that Yami could not ignore.

Yami glanced at Yugi who lay on the platform, covered in the cloak. He was in such a position that he could see everything that Yami did. At the moment he was staring at Yami with wide green eyes, laced with worry and confusion.

Bringing his eyes back at Malik, Yami squeezed him savagely for a second then pushed himself away from his hated opponent.

"One day.Malik." Yami growled softly as he stepped back. "You won't have anything to manipulate me with.and I'll finish what I started today." He turned back to Yugi and sat on the block, giving Yugi a cursory look before crossing his arms and staring out at the raging sandstorm.

Malik gestured weakly and immediately his cloaked followers surrounded him, helping him stand. Malik was smiling knowingly to himself as he righted himself, dusting his cloak off casually. He glanced at one of his followers.

"Prepare the camels, we will be meeting some friends soon." Malik ordered, turning his gaze away from Yami and moving on, back deeper into the ruins. His cloaked figures followed him, some throwing dirty glares at Yami. Yami ignored the procession and when he was sure they were all gone he turned his attention back to Yugi.

"You alive?" he asked gently, surprising himself.

Yugi only blinked and looked slightly amused.

Yugi hated how his body would not respond to any mental command he gave it. He just hoped he'd get back his legs by the time he had to use the bathroom otherwise he'd be heavily embarrassed and Yami would probably leave him to die in the sandstorm.

~I feel like a boneless chicken.~

He'd watched Yami nearly strangle the hated guy who had possessed him (Yami) and had privately hoped that Yami would have killed him, but rebuked himself for the thought. He hated the idea of hurting others and even though that guy was scum.

"C'mon Yugi, the camels are ready. We've got to leave now." Yami said, interrupting Yugi's humanitarian argument with himself. He was looking pissed and kept glancing behind him at the old cloaked guy who had gotten into the habit of following him everywhere.

He came over to Yugi and easily scooped him off the platform carrying him damsel-in-distress style past the old cloaked guy who silently followed after them. Yugi blushed, feeling self conscious and silly. A tattered, blurred memory of Yami carrying him to the nurse just a few days back flickered through his mind - bringing thoughts of worry. Yami was actually concerned about him, actually making sure that he wasn't left behind.

~He'll get tired of it soon, mark my words, he'll leave you on top of a dune, just watch~

~He stopped trying to kill that guy when he threatened him that I couldn't go home.~

~Yami can't be all bad.~

~I wish I could stand~

Feeling emotional, worried and frightened, Yugi closed his eyes and sighed jaggedly - the only thing he could do. Yami glanced down at him, wondering what the sigh was for. Was that a crease of worry on Yugi's brow?

~Why shouldn't the kid be worried? He's in the middle of nowhere with only YOU to take care of him! He probably thinks your gonna leave him on a dune or something.~

~Feh, he's a pain in the rear but I couldn't do that.~

~You're getting fond of the little shrimp aren't you? - admit it!~

~You are annoying me.you know that?~

Yami finally got to the centre of the ruin where several camels were tied up. Malik was being helped up on one and the other cloaked figures were mounting others. Yami went up to one in the far corner, a disagreeable looking thing that glared at Yami with a venomous gaze.

~Oh Heeeeell no.~

Yami stepped backwards and glared back at it, then looked behind him at the old cloaked guy who climbing on to a more agreeable looking camel.

"Hey!" Yami growled. "You expect me to ride this thing?"

The cloaked figure gestured towards the camel. "You ride.you and look-a- like ride.leave behind and die if not."

Yami incredulously turned his gaze back to the camel with a curled lip of disgust and disbelief. Suddenly the camel hawked .HAWKED FOR GODS SAKE - and spat right at Yami's feet.

Yami stared down at the wet spot and then up at the camel who gave him a condescending look and turned his backside to him.

Against his chest he heard a small chuckle and glared down at Yugi who was smiling and shaking from an internal laugh.

"You find this funny pip-squeak?" Yami growled and loosened his grip to drop the boy right there on the sand. Yugi felt Yami's hold loosen and immediately looked up at Yami with terrified green eyes, pleading. If Yami dropped him he'd land hard, unable to even fall properly because of his putty like arms.

Yami glared down at Yugi, taking pleasure in seeing the smile wiped off his face. However the look that replaced Yugi's amusement . For ten seconds Yami found himself frozen in that gaze, confusion welding inside him. Unconsciously, he tightened his grip protectively around Yugi, eyes glazed before he realised what he was doing.

Then he blinked.

Fuming internally, he tore his gaze away from Yugi's and turned his attention to the camel again.

~What.was that?~

Trying his best not to think of it, he gingerly approached the hostile camel.

Yugi felt the heat rising up to his cheeks. Yami had given him the strangest look a second before, then suddenly gripped him so hard it almost hurt. The look.it had been so.tender? Then Yami had blinked and glared back at the camel.

~ What was that.? And why is my heart hammering? ~

Yami decided he hated Camels, they stank - actually no, THIS one stank. It had taken half an hour to get on the stupid animal and if the old cloaked figure hadn't come by and held the camel's reigns, they probably would have STILL been back there in the ruin, chasing the cursed animal around.

~It still smells though.~

Once on the camel, Yami had tucked Yugi in front of him and wrapped his arms around his waist so as to prevent him from falling off. He wondered at this slightly, realising that just a few days ago he'd despised Yugi beyond reason. Now? He actually felt concern for the shrimp.

~Bah, sand must have gotten in my brain or something.~

~He's fits nicely in front of you though.~

~NOW WHOSE HAVING STRANGE THOUGHTS!??~

He tilted his head up and breathed in the cold night air. The sand storm had halted an hour back (finally!) showing a clear night sky spanning over a gigantic world of sand. Stars twinkled cheerily with what Yami felt was a strange familiarity. Yugi suddenly shivered and Yami realised that the cloak he had wrapped him in was slipping off. Careful not to let the camel flip him off, Yami arranged the folds of the cloak, making sure Yugi was warm.

--Your concern for him is touching.--

Yami snapped his head up to the voice in his head. That was Malik..Malik had gotten back his.

--Yes I have, finally. Your Yugi friend should be back in commission by tomorrow.He'd better be or he will be in trouble.--

--WHAT trouble?--- Yami growled mentally. He'd been hoping Malik would stay a power vegetable for a while longer. It was nice having his own thoughts to himself.

--The shadow Realm Yami. you've played Duel Monsters before haven't you?-

--What the hell does Duel Monsters have to do with anything?-

---Everything.--

Yami grit his teeth, despising Malik more. Blasted fool loved talking in riddles and half-suggestions.

To be continued

Um. story progressing ^^u? so very tired guys, and next chapter is gonna be a doozy (ie. Hell difficult to formulate) I know I promised review replies but I'm too beat.I might have to stop them soon, too many.oh and no cliffie this time^^!

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