WARNING! LANGUAGE!
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DISCLAIMER: NO OWN YU-GI-OH!
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Chapter Six
............. private thoughts.
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Life changed dramatically for the teenage boy, Yugi Motou. His grandfather had passed away. His best friend would no longer speak to him. And the man he thought who loved him, didn't. It was another cold night as Yugi curled up in his bare, moth eaten bed starring around at the bareness of the room. Already a week had gone by since Yami's return. A week of hell. No matter what Yugi did, it wasn't good enough for the once proud, arrogant pharaoh of Egypt.
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"Damn it Yugi! What did I tell you? Huh? What? What?!"
Yugi looked up at Yami with uncertainty as a plate stood at his feet, shattered.
"Yami...I'm....I didn't mean..."
Yami looked down, snarling at his counter-part.
"Didn't mean...You NEVER mean for things to happen!"
Grabbing Yugi by the scruff of the kneck, Yami forced him to bed down to look at the shattered plate lying on the floor.
"Look at that! LOOK! One of our best dishes, broken because of you! It's always your fault! Always!"
Yugi cringed trying to keep the tears from falling. He didn't know what to say. Breaking the plate was an accident. But Yami was acting like it had a life and that he had just killed it!
"What? You gonna cry now? Is the baby gonna cry?"
Yami looked down at Yugi with such distaste. Snarling, he heaved Yugi into the counter. Yugi's head clipped the side of the counter putting stars in front of the boy's eyes.
"You disquise me!"
Dazed, Yugi could not bring himself to look up at Yami.
"I'm sorry."
He replied barely above a whisper as Yami stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
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Yugi cringed as his mind wondered back to just the other afternoon. Yugi kept convincing himself that Yami was only recovering from his ordeal in the woods.
It's all Téa's and Tristen's fault! They just couldn't see me and Yami happy!
Grabbing his pillow, Yugi angrily began to squeeze it as he thought of his two former friends. It took him several seconds to realize what he was doing and thinking. Shocked, he threw the pillow to the floor and crawled into the corner of his bed.
What am I doing?
Cautiously, after a few moments, Yugi retrieved his pillow from the floor. Just as he was, a voice boomed from downstairs. One that use to send a tingly feeling of joy, but now was a sound of fear and dread.
"MOTOU! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!!!"
Quickly crawling out of his bed, Yugi wondered what he had done wrong this time to upset his Yami. Reaching the top of the stairs, Yugi looked down finding Yami at the base, fumming mad. Swallowing a lump that was forming in his throat, Yugi casually made his way down the steps.
"Did you want something Yami?"
Looking up, Yami's eyes narrowed, glaring at Yugi. Yugi involuntarily, took a step back at the look that was being given. Yami, taking this as Yugi trying to get away from him, bolted up the stairs, roughly grabbing Yugi under the arms dragging him down the stairs.
"Stupid brat! Trying to get away from me!"
"No! Yami! I..."
Before he could finnish his sentence, Yugi was struck down.
"And don't you EVER back talk to me you worm!"
Sniffling, Yugi kept back the tears as Yami violently drug him into the kitchen. Pushing him towards the stove, Yami silently pointed, indicating he wanted food. Being ever so cautious, Yugi took out the pots and pans that he would need and began preparing the evening meal.
Yami watched him with a hawk's eye pacing back and forth behind the frightened child, smirking.
It feels good to be feared again! This brat will either learn his place or find a place in the morgue!
He chuckled lowly in a devilish manner startling Yugi who accidentaly dropped a pan full of spaghetti sauce onto the newly remodled linolium kitchen floor. Yugi's eyes grew wide as the contents of the sauce flew in all directions. Quickly dropping to his knees, Yugi began to clean up the mess. He knew Yami was furious at him which is why he chose not to look up at his darker half. And of course Yami was furious. He was fuming mad. Not only was his meal ruined but the pathetic child had gotten spagehtti sauce on his white sneakers.
"You fucking idiot! Look what you did!"
Screaming down at Yugi, Yami violently kicked him in the side of the head. Yugi lost his balance, crashing into the floor.
"It was an accident Yami!"
"Accident! Accident? I'll give you an accident!"
Reaching up into the cabinets, Yami began pulling items from their places, throwing it about the room. Many of the things that were breakable, broke into many different pieces. A bag of flour exploded, putting the kitchen into a snowy white. From the refrigerator, Yami took out a dozen eggs and began smashing them into the counter, floor and walls. Grabbing a hold of his arm, Yugi tried pleading with Yami to stop the action he was taking.
"Please Yami! Stop it!"
In response, Yami turned and waved a steak knife in front of the frightened boy.
"Why Yugi? I thought you liked accidents? This was all an accident!"
"Please Yami! Don't!"
"Don't? Don't! Don't tell me don't!"
Raising the knife above his head, Yami forced Yugi to back up towards the wall, trapping him. Yugi looked up with fear in his eyes. Not at Yami, but at the large, polished, well-kept sharp steak knife. A sense of pleasure pasted through Yami as he saw the fear in Yugi's eyes.
Yes! Fear me! Fear!
Giving a warrior's yelp, Yami brought the knife down on the boy. Yugi closed his eyes, not wanting to see his end or the man who would caused it. Several minutes pasted and Yugi began to wonder when he was suppose to feel he agonizing pain of the cold steel into his body. Taking a risk, he slowly opened his eyes to notice that the knife was wedged into the wall just inches away from his left fore-temple. Realizing he had been holding his breath, Yugi let it out. He looked up finding Yami still there, arms folded across his chest smirking, glaring. Bending down, Yami squeezed Yugi's shoulder bring his face inches from his.
"There will be no more "accidents" in this house understand!"
Yugi could do nothing except nod his head.
"Good!"
Digging his fingers into his shoulder, Yami threw Yugi to the floor.
"Now clean up this mess! It's a pigsty!"
Silently, Yugi began to clean up.
Why?
Was the only thing that ran through the spiked hair teen's head as he began wiping up the eggs. Unaware, behind him, Yami was looking down at Yugi with an evil, sudussive look in his eyes, slowly licking his lips.
Hmmmmmm....I wonder what he would be like to fuck. I'll have to find out very soon!
Leaning against the counter, Yami watched as Yugi continued to clean up the mess having several sexual images fly through his head.
"Oh yeah!"
"Did you say something Yami?"
"NO! Now continue cleaning! And once you are finnished, come to my bedroom!"
Yugi watched puzzled as Yami hurried out of the room and towards his bedroom.
Wonder what Yami wants?
Yugi asked himself as he returned his attention to the task at hand.
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Kanatasha: Well that's it for now
Kayko: Wow! Yami's got such a potty mouth!
Katrena: You're enjoying making him evil aren't ya Kana?
Kanatasha: Yep! (:oD Yami is going to be VERY abusive to Yugi from here on.
Kayko: Oh! Naughty naughty!
Kanatasha: Yeah...well.....I feel evil. I know this chapter went kind of fast but it was the only thing that I could think of that would work with the story. Well, please review! And don't kill me! At least wait until the story is finnished okay, please!
Katrena: Yeah, or just wait until she kills Yugi.
Kanatasha: Who says I'm going to do that? I might I might not. I haven't decided yet.
Kayko: Darn!
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DISCLAIMER: NO OWN YU-GI-OH!
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Chapter Six
............. private thoughts.
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Life changed dramatically for the teenage boy, Yugi Motou. His grandfather had passed away. His best friend would no longer speak to him. And the man he thought who loved him, didn't. It was another cold night as Yugi curled up in his bare, moth eaten bed starring around at the bareness of the room. Already a week had gone by since Yami's return. A week of hell. No matter what Yugi did, it wasn't good enough for the once proud, arrogant pharaoh of Egypt.
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"Damn it Yugi! What did I tell you? Huh? What? What?!"
Yugi looked up at Yami with uncertainty as a plate stood at his feet, shattered.
"Yami...I'm....I didn't mean..."
Yami looked down, snarling at his counter-part.
"Didn't mean...You NEVER mean for things to happen!"
Grabbing Yugi by the scruff of the kneck, Yami forced him to bed down to look at the shattered plate lying on the floor.
"Look at that! LOOK! One of our best dishes, broken because of you! It's always your fault! Always!"
Yugi cringed trying to keep the tears from falling. He didn't know what to say. Breaking the plate was an accident. But Yami was acting like it had a life and that he had just killed it!
"What? You gonna cry now? Is the baby gonna cry?"
Yami looked down at Yugi with such distaste. Snarling, he heaved Yugi into the counter. Yugi's head clipped the side of the counter putting stars in front of the boy's eyes.
"You disquise me!"
Dazed, Yugi could not bring himself to look up at Yami.
"I'm sorry."
He replied barely above a whisper as Yami stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
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Yugi cringed as his mind wondered back to just the other afternoon. Yugi kept convincing himself that Yami was only recovering from his ordeal in the woods.
It's all Téa's and Tristen's fault! They just couldn't see me and Yami happy!
Grabbing his pillow, Yugi angrily began to squeeze it as he thought of his two former friends. It took him several seconds to realize what he was doing and thinking. Shocked, he threw the pillow to the floor and crawled into the corner of his bed.
What am I doing?
Cautiously, after a few moments, Yugi retrieved his pillow from the floor. Just as he was, a voice boomed from downstairs. One that use to send a tingly feeling of joy, but now was a sound of fear and dread.
"MOTOU! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!!!"
Quickly crawling out of his bed, Yugi wondered what he had done wrong this time to upset his Yami. Reaching the top of the stairs, Yugi looked down finding Yami at the base, fumming mad. Swallowing a lump that was forming in his throat, Yugi casually made his way down the steps.
"Did you want something Yami?"
Looking up, Yami's eyes narrowed, glaring at Yugi. Yugi involuntarily, took a step back at the look that was being given. Yami, taking this as Yugi trying to get away from him, bolted up the stairs, roughly grabbing Yugi under the arms dragging him down the stairs.
"Stupid brat! Trying to get away from me!"
"No! Yami! I..."
Before he could finnish his sentence, Yugi was struck down.
"And don't you EVER back talk to me you worm!"
Sniffling, Yugi kept back the tears as Yami violently drug him into the kitchen. Pushing him towards the stove, Yami silently pointed, indicating he wanted food. Being ever so cautious, Yugi took out the pots and pans that he would need and began preparing the evening meal.
Yami watched him with a hawk's eye pacing back and forth behind the frightened child, smirking.
It feels good to be feared again! This brat will either learn his place or find a place in the morgue!
He chuckled lowly in a devilish manner startling Yugi who accidentaly dropped a pan full of spaghetti sauce onto the newly remodled linolium kitchen floor. Yugi's eyes grew wide as the contents of the sauce flew in all directions. Quickly dropping to his knees, Yugi began to clean up the mess. He knew Yami was furious at him which is why he chose not to look up at his darker half. And of course Yami was furious. He was fuming mad. Not only was his meal ruined but the pathetic child had gotten spagehtti sauce on his white sneakers.
"You fucking idiot! Look what you did!"
Screaming down at Yugi, Yami violently kicked him in the side of the head. Yugi lost his balance, crashing into the floor.
"It was an accident Yami!"
"Accident! Accident? I'll give you an accident!"
Reaching up into the cabinets, Yami began pulling items from their places, throwing it about the room. Many of the things that were breakable, broke into many different pieces. A bag of flour exploded, putting the kitchen into a snowy white. From the refrigerator, Yami took out a dozen eggs and began smashing them into the counter, floor and walls. Grabbing a hold of his arm, Yugi tried pleading with Yami to stop the action he was taking.
"Please Yami! Stop it!"
In response, Yami turned and waved a steak knife in front of the frightened boy.
"Why Yugi? I thought you liked accidents? This was all an accident!"
"Please Yami! Don't!"
"Don't? Don't! Don't tell me don't!"
Raising the knife above his head, Yami forced Yugi to back up towards the wall, trapping him. Yugi looked up with fear in his eyes. Not at Yami, but at the large, polished, well-kept sharp steak knife. A sense of pleasure pasted through Yami as he saw the fear in Yugi's eyes.
Yes! Fear me! Fear!
Giving a warrior's yelp, Yami brought the knife down on the boy. Yugi closed his eyes, not wanting to see his end or the man who would caused it. Several minutes pasted and Yugi began to wonder when he was suppose to feel he agonizing pain of the cold steel into his body. Taking a risk, he slowly opened his eyes to notice that the knife was wedged into the wall just inches away from his left fore-temple. Realizing he had been holding his breath, Yugi let it out. He looked up finding Yami still there, arms folded across his chest smirking, glaring. Bending down, Yami squeezed Yugi's shoulder bring his face inches from his.
"There will be no more "accidents" in this house understand!"
Yugi could do nothing except nod his head.
"Good!"
Digging his fingers into his shoulder, Yami threw Yugi to the floor.
"Now clean up this mess! It's a pigsty!"
Silently, Yugi began to clean up.
Why?
Was the only thing that ran through the spiked hair teen's head as he began wiping up the eggs. Unaware, behind him, Yami was looking down at Yugi with an evil, sudussive look in his eyes, slowly licking his lips.
Hmmmmmm....I wonder what he would be like to fuck. I'll have to find out very soon!
Leaning against the counter, Yami watched as Yugi continued to clean up the mess having several sexual images fly through his head.
"Oh yeah!"
"Did you say something Yami?"
"NO! Now continue cleaning! And once you are finnished, come to my bedroom!"
Yugi watched puzzled as Yami hurried out of the room and towards his bedroom.
Wonder what Yami wants?
Yugi asked himself as he returned his attention to the task at hand.
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Kanatasha: Well that's it for now
Kayko: Wow! Yami's got such a potty mouth!
Katrena: You're enjoying making him evil aren't ya Kana?
Kanatasha: Yep! (:oD Yami is going to be VERY abusive to Yugi from here on.
Kayko: Oh! Naughty naughty!
Kanatasha: Yeah...well.....I feel evil. I know this chapter went kind of fast but it was the only thing that I could think of that would work with the story. Well, please review! And don't kill me! At least wait until the story is finnished okay, please!
Katrena: Yeah, or just wait until she kills Yugi.
Kanatasha: Who says I'm going to do that? I might I might not. I haven't decided yet.
Kayko: Darn!