warnings: yaoi, abuse, implied rape, viloence, self harm, mentally unstable Yami.

pairings: yami/jou seto/jou

summary: someone kidnapps jou.(joey wheeler)seto would like his puppy back please

disclaimer: I don't own yu-gi-oh!

a/n: okay, this chapter is a little longer and more mature than the last. this story is a yaoi, don't say i didn't warn you.

Can't You Love Me?

Chapter 2 Cuts

"Yami?" I choke out as he kneels in front of me. He tangles his hand in my hair wrenching my head back to look at him. He nuzzled my neck, a smirk appearing on his lips.

"You'd look so pretty covered in blood, Jou…" he slaps me across the face and I let out a yelp of pain. I feel blood running from the corner of my mouth. Yami admired that blood with a cryptic look.

"I knew it. Blood red suits you so well." I wince as he runs his cold fingers over my cheek, I'm sure that a bruise was forming there.

I see him pulling a knife out from underneath his jacket. It was beautifully decorated it had a carving of the dark magician for the handle. I mentally slap myself. My kidnapper pulls out a knife and I'm admiring the workmanship?

"W-what are you doing?" I whisper out to him, trying not to sound too afraid. He laughs at me and places the blade at my throat smirking as my eyes go wide in fear.

"Now, Jou, we're going to play a game." He ties my hands behind my back and binds my legs. Okay now this was getting weird, what was the matter with Yami? Oh yeah! That's what you should be worrying about!

"I'll ask you a question and every time you give me an answer I don't want to hear I press the blade a little further in." I gulped.

"And if I get the answer right?"

"I take the blade away a little, if you get so many right that I have to take the blade away completely, you can ask me a question of your own. Got it?" I'm not sure he really wanted an answer but I nodded my affirmation anyway.

"Question one, are you dating Seto Kaiba?" he asked blandly.

"Yes." Was my immediate answer. His eyes take on a malicious gleam. He presses the blade into my neck a little. My breath catches in my throat.

"What's the matter? I told the truth!" I yell at him while trying not to move my head too much.

"I told you, it's not weather you tell the truth or not. Question two." He continues, "Would you die for Seto Kaiba?" I breathe in sharply. Would I? Would I die for Seto?

I think back to all the times in the past that me called me horrible names, some of which had been this very morning. But then, I think to the way he held me at lunch, the way he kissed me softly and whispered in my ear.

Then there was Mokuba, if Kaiba was dead, who would take care of him? I nodded.

"Yes, yes I would." He snarls and presses the blade in. I close my eyes. I hear a pop as a part of the blade breaks my skin and I feel the blood run from the slit. I breather shallowly trying to reduce the contact

"It's getting dangerous now, Jou. Question three," he leered. " Have you slept with Seto Kiaba?"

"What? No!" I scream at him, what kind of guy does he think I am? He pulls the blade away a little, lessening the pressure on my throat. I can breathe easier and I take large gulps of breath to compensate for earlier.

"I'm very glad to hear that, Jou. Next question-"

"I want to ask a question of my own!" I scream at him. He swiftly moves the blade and slashes me across the cheek. With lightning quick efficiency the blade is back at my neck. I feel the blood run down my face.

"That's not how it goes, Jou. You wouldn't want to break the rules would you?" a tear runs down my cheek I try to lower my face to hide it from Yami. But the hand in the back of my hair holds me fast.

"What are you thinking?" he asked while leaning forward and licking the trail of blood off my cheek caused by an injury he inflicted on me.

"I'm scared…" he takes the blade completely away from my neck and cups my face in his two hands. I shocked as I look at him and see sorrow in his eyes.

"Not you Jou. Never you." He whispers in to my ear.

"Yami. What do ya mean?" he lets out a shaky breath before continuing.

"Don't… fear me!" he let out in a wail. If my arms weren't tied up despite the current situation, I would have hugged him.

"Yami…" before I knew it he let out a scream and ran the blade over his arm drawing blood.

"Yami!" I cry at him. "Stop!" he drops the knife and falls to the floor crying. All I can do is look at his broken form. He's not a bad person. He's just lost. I have to help him.

"Yami, come on man, let me go. I'll help." I say to him smoothly. He lifts his head up; he has a completely blank look in his eyes. In a split second it turns to rage and he's on top of me tearing my shirt off my already frigid form.

"Yami!" I scream in terror "please! I'm your friend! Stop!" my screams fall on deaf ears and the longing wind continues to wail outside the window.

Thank you very much for reading, i'm still not sure how long this fic will be, but i hoipe you enjoy it regardless!

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die morderin