The teal haired man walked into the Warden's office. "Warden Necrophades?"
"That would be me," nodded the obsidian haired man.
"I'm Dartz, the new co-warden."
"I can tell," noted Zorc, knowing this would prove to be an interesting partnership.
"So, are there any areas you would rather keep? I am willing to work with you." Dartz said conversationally.
"Hmm, good question," used Zorc. "The psych ward has to stay. Aside from that I don't care what's done."
Nodding, Dartz walked over to Zorc. "Any inmates particularly...special?" he asked quietly.
"What do you mean?" he raised a brow, interested as to the close proximity.
"Any that are dear to you, or that need to go?" Dartz eyed the other warden appreciatively. He was gay and had no reason to hide it...and Zorc was a delectable morsel.
"None of them need to go," he murmured, smirking at the look given to him, gay as well so he didn't mind being looked at in such a way.
"Any dear to me? Hmm, not in particular."
"Hmmm, good." Dartz grinned. "So, are you a good warden, or a bad warden?" Dartz asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked at Zorc questioningly.
"Hmm, perhaps a bad warden, but that's only because my punishments are severe if rules are broken. Besides, we can't be good in this position or the inmates would get the drop on us," murmured Zorc in response, getting up from his seat behind the desk.
"Very true." Dartz said, watching Zorc carefully. "All work and no play?"
"There is some play when there's time," assured Zorc.
"Hmm, good. Well, I'll get my desk in order." Dartz said, moving over to the spare desk.
"Very well then," he watched him idly.
\/\/\/
When lights out came around, Akefia yawned, crawling on his bunk.
So did Atem onto his own. It had been a long day for them both.
"You okay?" Akefia asked into the darkness.
"Hmmm? Oh yeah. Just tired," answered Atem, not wanting him to worry as he had been harassed earlier today by one of the guards, recalling it had been Ushio.
"Kay. Lemme know if something happens, okay?" Akefia yawned. He had heard that some gangs were acting up, and he didn't want Atem in the crosshairs. They were cellies after all.
"Sure," he winced, not wanting Akefia to catch on or worry about him.
"Oh, watch out for Ushio's gang. They are really acting up." Rolling over, he started snoring lightly.
"I know," he grimaced, clutching his side that's bleeding.
The next morning, Atem was woken to hands on him, cleaning his wound gently. "Who did this?" Akefia demanded.
"Ushio," replied Atem, not figuring that Akefia would care about him though he liked the way his hands felt.
Akefia's eyes were hard as his hands were gentle as he nodded. After patching Atem up, he helped him sit up. "It's pretty deep, looks like they got you with a shank...how long you been here now...two months?" Akefia asked.
"I guess so," sighed Atem, hoping this would be the only time he's damaged by someone in this place.
Akefia nodded. "Don't worry. It won't happen again." Standing, he went to the cell, getting a guard's attention...which happened to be Yami. "I need some private time with my friend Ushio...I think he forgot to give me a book back."
Yami looked at him. "He better not die on my watch."
"He'll be ok," Atem told him, giving Yami a stare to tell him silently if Yugi is harmed there will be hell to pay.
Yami nodded, escorting Akefia out and to the appropriate cell. Once in the cell, there was muffled sounds heard as Yami stood guard outside of the cell. After a period of time, Yami escorted Akefia to his cell again, locking him inside. Akefia went to the sink and cleaned his busted knuckles.
"How did it go?" Atem asked, frowning at seeing him torn up a bit from dealing with Ushio.
"Fine. Ushio won't bother you, Pharaoh." Eyeing the other male over his shoulder, Akefia shrugged. "I figure the nickname is fitting. You act like royalty, and you look Egyptian."
"Heh, good. Thanks," he shed a small smile, glad that Akefia would look out for him.
Smirking, Akefia nodded. The buzzer rang for lunch. "Ley's go."
\/\/\/
Yami got up from the pallet and quietly got dressed, so as to not wake up Yugi. Breakfast wouldn't be for another three hours, but Yami had to be in early.
Yugi rolled onto his side, still snoring lightly.
Smiling at Yugi, he went out, locking the young man in the room. Going about his business, he saw Marik heading to the psych ward. "Ishtar...what is going on?" Yami called after Marik.
"I have to take care of something. Be right back." Marik responded. Nodding, Yami went about his duties while Marik went, waiting outside of the head of the psych ward's office.
Eventually, he's let inside to speak with Anzu since she runs it.
"Huh? Is something wrong?" frowned the brunette haired woman.
"I...I understand my brother is going to be back here. Can Bakura room with him? Bakura is a calming influence on him, as insane as that sounds." Marik pleaded.
"Hmm," Anzu thought it over before nodding. "As long as he doesn't cause trouble I'll allow it."
Marik smiled and rushed back to Malik's cell. "Wake up." Bakura rubbed his eyes, sitting up.
"What the fucking hell?" he growled.
"Um, I have to go back to the psych ward," said Malik glumly.
"Yes, but I got Anzu to agree that Bakura can room with you, if he will." Marik looked at Bakura, who looked less than pleased about being stuck in a psych ward.
Malik looked at him, hopefully in hopes that he would be ok with this. It's not like Malik had a choice though at least they wouldn't be separated.
Bakura looked at him. "You won't be okay unless I go, will you?" Bakura asked.
"Yeah," nodded Malik. "I know you don't being stuck there, but at least we'd still be together."
Bakura shook his head, getting up to collect his stuff. "I have to fucking care about you to willingly move into a looney bin." Turning to look at Marik, he gave a rare smile. "I know what you did for my brother...thank you."
Marik nodded.
Malik got his stuff too. When the two are ready they go to follow Marik.
Marik took them to Anzu. "Thanks again." He said quietly, smiling.
"No problem," Anzu gave a faint smile, escorting the two to where Malik would be for now on.
Bakura got situated. Pulling Malik to him, he hugged him.
Malik rested against him, giving a soft smile, "Thanks."
"Welcome." Bakura said. Fishing something out of his pocket, he slipped a rubber banded ring he had bought from commissary. "Will you marry me?"
"Of course," Malik blinked in surprise, grinning happily for once.
Smiling, Bakura kissed him back. He'd have to see if Ryou could plan this thing in a prison. Laying down on the bed, he held Malik until he had therapy or whatever.
\/\/\/
Meanwhile, while Ryou and Yugi are locked up in rooms means that the gangs are still up to no good. Having heard that the guards might be showing favoritism towards certain prisoners has caused some suspicion that the gangs might be turned on or something of that nature.
Yami and Marik were careful, but still were occasionally jumped. Going in one night, Marik brought Ryou his dinner. After setting down the tray, Marik went in to tend to his wounds. He had been able to use his tazer, but the gang still got some hits in on him. He was pretty sure one of his ribs was broken.
Ryou came over, gently moving Marik's hand away. He had been trained as a medic before being framed to end up here.
"Let me help. I was trained as a paramedic before being put here," Ryou told him, tending to Marik's wounds, using some water he had brought to dampen a piece of his torn shirt to stem the bleeding.
"Thanks." Marik winced. "I just gotta wrap it with an ACE bandage."
"You're welcome," frowned Ryou, looking at his wounds. "Do you have a medical kit?"
"Yea. We get jumped sometimes. Better to take care of it ourselves than go to the nurse. Don't want word getting around." Marik shrugged and went to get the kit.
Ryou took it from him, patching him up. "Makes sense. Just be more careful."
Marik nodded. He wasn't going to tell Ryou why he was being jumped. He heard the rumors, and they made sense. "Here, go ahead and eat." He held the tray out for him. "Tomorrow night I'm going to make you a dinner. They finally opened the grocery store close to here so I can get food instead of eating the prisons or take out." Marik smiled.
"Aw, thanks," he smiled, going to eat his meal after making sure Marik is all patched up.
Sitting down afterwards, Marik turned on the tv. "Watch a movie with me?"
"Sure," Ryou went to sit beside him, enjoying some personal time with him.
The movie was a romantic comedy. At the end, Marik turned to Ryou. "Ry...I...I'm glad you're here. I mean, in here in this room with me, not that you are in prison." Marik said, stuttering a bit and blushing.
"I know," Ryou hugged him.
"Um, Ry...I...I have to confess something." Marik blushed furiously.
"What would that be?" Ryou tilted his head to the side curiously.
"I...well, I love romantic comedies." Marik finished lamely, too chicken to tell Ryou how he felt.
"Aw, I love you too," smiled Ryou, understanding what he really meant.
Marik's eyes got huge. "R...really?" He smiled huge, pulling Ryou into a hug, hissing when his rib hurt.
"Of course," he said softly, meaning it, putting a pillow against Marik's rib so he wouldn't make him wince.
Marik smiled genuinely. Leaning over, he kissed Ryou gently, a soft pecking of the lips.
Ryou pressed back, wrapping an arm around him gently.
Sighing softly, Marik rested his head in Ryou's neck. "This appeal has to work." He mumbled.
"Mmm, true," murmured Ryou, holding him carefully close. "Just give it some time."
Nodding, Marik just lay there, holding Ryou, happy.
Eventually, Ryou dozed with feeling warm, happy, and safe with Marik.
\/\/\/
Yami came in as well to his room. True to his word, he had slept on a cot he had gotten for about the past week. Walking in, he set Yugi's tray down and went straight to the bathroom. Frowning after shutting the door, he gingerly slipped off his shirt. His white undershirt was bloody. "Damnit." He mumbled, slipping that shirt off and getting his med kit to fix his wounds. He wouldn't go to the nurse...he wasn't going to let the inmates know that he'd been hurt...otherwise, he was a sitting duck with them.
Smelling the blood, Yugi got off the cot to go see what's wrong. Taking the kit from Yami he went about patching him up.
"Who did this?" Yugi demanded to know.
"Don't worry about it, Yugi. Gangs get pissed all the time. Seems someone thinks it's favoritism you are getting, so they are taking it out on me. I can handle it. I won't go to the nurse...they aren't going to know they hurt me." He hissed at one point, closing his eyes and grinding his teeth.
"Who did this?" Yugi asked again, glaring lightly at Yami, finishing up patching him up. "I'll deal with it. Just tell me who."
"You aren't going to give up, are you?" Yami looked at him with tired eyes. He was tired of the whole situation...especially pining for this guy who didn't give two shits about him. He wished he could turn off his feelings. "Fine, it's Ushio's second. Ushio got roughed up for hurting your brother. Something about Ushio wanting to be with Akefia and pissed that it seemed that Akefia favored Atem. So then, it looks like Ushio decided he wanted you. He found out you were staying with me, so I got shanked. Rex is in the infirmary, I got a beat on him too."
"Grr, stupid Ushio. I'll make sure he pays for hurting you," Yugi had stolen some matches that he had traded for some of the food he had gotten from commissary. "No one hurts what's mine."
Yami chuckled tiredly. "Yours? I'm confused, Yugi. You act like you hate me. How am I yours?" He sat down gingerly, rubbing his forehead.
"Yes, acting," smirked Yugi, hugging him carefully. "I'm not good with feelings, ok? But you're not a bad guy. I also don't like someone being hurt when they've been nice."
Yami smiled softly. "You are the most adorably confusing person I know."
"Good," giggled Yugi.
Going over, Yami just lay down. He was concerned that the cut was infected, as shanks were notoriously dirty. He was glad Yugi had been able to look at it.
"I clean it and all. No infection should happen," Yugi told him simply. "Go rest."
"Thanks." Yami went, laying down, and promptly fell asleep.
Going to the door, Yugi picked the lock before going to see if he could go find Ushio.
Ushio was sitting in the common area, playing cards. Rex was nowhere to be found, although he was usually on Ushio's ass. So, he was still, presumably in the infirmary.
"Why did you attack Yami?" Yugi wanted to know, having sneaked in to speak with Ushio.
Ushio sneered. "Aww, here to protect your lover? You Mutou boys are all alike...shaking that ass all teasingly, but then going after good for nothing lowlifes."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Yugi glared, clenching his fists at his sides.
"Your brother shook his ass in front of me, but when I hit on him, he told me to fuck off in not so many words...everyone can see Atem wants Akefia to fill his tight ass...and you...you are fucking a guard. That's the lowest of the low besides kiddie rapers." Ushio's face held disdain. "I really wanted to make you my bitch and let you run this place with me, but not if you're going to be tapping a guard."
"Atem does what he pleases. I haven't fucked Yami yet," Yugi narrowed his eyes lightly at him. "What makes you think I would want to run this place with you?"
Ushio let out a sharp bark. "You just fucking said yet...so what? Whether you fucking him or fucked him, you are into guards? That's just sick and traitorous, fireball." Ushio sniffed. "Of course you'd want to run this with me. My dick can fill your ass like that pencil dicked guard can't."
Raising a brow, Yugi shrugged, "Doesn't mean I will. I don't make promises. I doubt your dick is bigger unless you can prove it."
Ushio smirked. Standing, he unzipped his pants pulling out seven inches, pretty thick.
"Wow," Yugi couldn't help to stare at it.
Ushio smirked. "You can only have it if you're with me, not that pussyass guard.
Yugi thought about it. What his thoughts led him to is that he could be with Ushio to lead him on to then later on backstab him when the time is right. He just hoped that he wouldn't hurt and lose Yami in the process of this. He just didn't want Ushio to hurt him again. If he had to be someone's prison bitch to make sure no further harm came to him then so be it.
"Ok," replied the shorter male, hoping he's not making a grave mistake from this.
"Get your stuff, you're moving into my cell." Ushio said.
"Ok, I'll be back," Yugi scurried off, going back into Yami's room, checking to see he's still soundly asleep. Frowning, he wrote him a letter. Figuring this would let Yami know he's doing this to keep him safe. Getting his stuff, he left, leaving the letter on the bed. Heading back to Ushio he nodded to let him know he's ready. "Um, where to?" asked the shorter male.
Ushio smirked and led him to a cell. Meanwhile, Yami awoke. Seeing the paper, he rubbed his eyes and sat up, reading it.
The letter said, 'Yami, I'm doing this to keep you safe. I went to go see Ushio and am moving into his cell. When the time is right I will backstab him to then rejoin with you. I'm sorry if I lose you in the process. But I'm doing this for you. Love, Yugi.'
Yami stood, eyes darkening. Walking out to the Warden's office, he knocked on Zorc's door.
"Yes?" Zorc had finished up a few minutes ago with his co-warden, having straightened things up before having to speak with any of his guards.
Yami crossed his arms, noticing Dartz had left. He didn't know Dartz well, but he had worked under Zorc for several years. He knew Zorc thrived on power and pain. "You are going to get what you want, Zorc. But you need to make me a promise first. Promise me that what I do...lands me back here. With Yugi."
"What will you do exactly?" he narrowed his eyes slightly at him, wanting the details before agreeing to anything.
"I can't tell you that. Don't want you involved. You can keep your hands clean. But I will tell you the time when you can come in and be the hero and save the day. Don't worry, it's about Ushio...so there isn't a big loss whatever I do." He grabbed his badge, belt, baton, and tazer. "I'm resigning before I do this, so no negative impact will come of this...I just need a ten minute head start."
"And why won't you let Yugi see out his plan?" Zorc asked, ignoring his resignation.
"Because. I'd rather kill Ushio than let the slimy son of a bitch touch what's mine." Yami said darkly. He realized he should be scared of his reaction, but he couldn't be. Something in him snapped when he read Yugi's note. He didn't like Yugi having to go with Ushio, or being touched by Ushio. He had never felt like this before...this dark, possessive, jealous, hungry need inside of him.
"I think you need to go in for mental evulation, Sennen," said Zorc simply, not thinking this type of behavior is normal. "You do know if you kill a prisoner here then you will be put on probation."
"If I kill a prisoner I will end up in here, with Yugi. Which is where I want to be." Yami said, way too calmly.
Zorc got up from his chair, gripping Yami's arm in a vice-like grip before dragging him to Anzu.
"Check him and make sure he isn't going fucking insane," barked the warden, receiving a nod from Anzu nervously before taking Yami in the psych ward to see about helping him.
Yami just stared at Anzu calmly, as he waited to be evaluated.
\/\/\/
Akefia cursed under his breath as he went to find Yugi the next morning, Atem in tow. Now, his guard that helped him with his...illegal activities was locked up in the fucking psych ward cause of Yugi.
"Hmm, it's a predicament," mused Atem, having heard what his brother is up to. "Yugi is doing what he feels is right..."
"Yea, but c'mon...like you couldn't see Yami was yandere." Akefia found Yugi and Ushio. Ushio paled and walked away.
"What the fuck did you do, Yugi?" he growled, arms crossed.
"Protecting Yami," glared Yugi. "You can find someone else to get what you want."
He stormed off, not really giving Akefia a moment to talk back to him.
Atem came up behind Akefia, "Let him go. He needs to learn what happens when he makes mistakes. But knowing him he has something up his sleeve."
"Damnit." Akefia stormed back to the cell. "It's not just because Yami got me stuff. I actually, well, fuck...Yami saved my life when I first got to this hell hole." Akefia sat on the bottom bunk, wrapping his arms around himself,
"Oh, sorry," Atem came over, tentatively holding him. "It's probably best I stay out of things. I don't want you getting hurt though."
Akefia looked up at Atem. "What do you want from me, Atem? Seriously. Because I don't know that I can take much more of this...whatever this is. I don't know if we are cell mates, if you are interested in more...hell, I don't even know where my head is right now...but I know that I can't imagine you hurt...and that scares the living fuck out of me, cause I've never felt that way about anyone except Ryou. And I guess that asshat Bakura." Atem put his face in his hands.
"I want more," he said softly, knowing he needed to let Akefia know. "I care about you too. I don't want to see you hurt either."
"This is such a fucked up load of shit. You, in here innocently' and me one of the biggest sonofabitches on this planet. You deserve so much better than me."
"I want you," said Atem simply, carefully holding him close. "No one else."
Akefia grabbed onto him for dear life, shaking.
"It's ok," he said softly, just holding him there in his arms.
\/\/\/
Dartz looked at Zorc. "Problems?" he asked.
"Perhaps, but nothing that requires my attention," he assured his new partner.
"Well, perhaps we should get back to what we were doing..." Dartz gave a smirk, eyeing Zorc up and down.
"Indeed we should," he smirked, knowing what he's talking about, stripping down before moving closer to him after he finished.
Dartz's eyes were hungry. Slipping to his knees, he took Zorc into his mouth hungrily.
Groaning in pleasure, he appreciated how skilled Dartz is about this. It pleased him having another warden that could please him in more ways than one.
Working Zorc to release, he smirked, and then stripped himself, leaning over the desk and wiggling his ass at Zorc.
Moving over, Zorc smirked as he grabbed Dartz ass, aligning it securely to push himself in before beginning to move in and out.
Dartz grunted in pain, hissing at the pleasure, moving in time with Zorc to make sure it was pleasurable for both. Knocking off some of the items on the desk, Dartz let out a loud moan.
He didn't care about the items being knocked off. All he cared about was pleasing Dartz to have some fun. After several moments of thrusting in and out he eventually came inside of the other man. When he finished he pulled out to then wrap his arms around him to pant as he sat on the floor of their office.
Dartz actually curled into Zorc's lap on the floor. "Mmmm, that was...the best ever." He laid his head on Zorc's chest.
"Good," he gave a rare smile, holding him close as he thought that he definitely had the best partner he could ever ask for.
\/\/\/
Marik frowned while on duty, hearing the news. Going to the psych ward, he went to Anzu. "How is Malik...and Yami?" He asked, eyes concerned.
"Malik is doing well with Bakura with him. Yami...I'm still evaluating him," answered Anzu, giving an apologetic look as to Yami's state.
"He's still a bit...um, out of sorts right now. He won't be accepting visitors right now," she told Marik gently.
"Right. Of course." Walking off, Marik worried for Yami. Getting the mail that day, he felt elated as well as depressed. Going back to the room, he called for Ryou.
He came out, having been in the bathroom, coming over and frowning at noticing the expression.
"What's wrong, love?" Ryou asked in concern.
"Yami is in the psych ward. I don't know for how long." Handing Ryou some papers, he smiled. "But your appeal was won. You are to be released immediately. So, you are free and can move out of here, go back to being a paramedic." Marik smiled.
Happy tears shone in his eyes, hugging Marik tightly, "Thank you. I'm glad I can go back. Um, how will I see you though?"
"I'm sorry to hear what happened to Yami. I hope he'll be ok," Ryou added, figuring he would give some condolence even though he is swept away by the good news of being released.
Marik smiled. "We can make it work. I will just have to come to you."
He was upset about Yami, as they were close, but he hoped Yami would get the help he needed.
"Sounds good," he hugged him again, getting his stuff together, hoping that Yugi would be ok without him around.
\/\/\/
Yami sat in his cell, silent, calm.
Anzu came to his cell, giving him the news, "Ok, I've finished evaluating you. Apparently you have severe aggressiveness. I'm going to have to start you on meds to ebb it down. You have to stay here still for a while."
Yami looked up at her, silent.
Anzu bit her lip, creeped out by this. She made sure the cell is locked firmly before having him give her his arm to inject the first administered dose of the medication she felt necessary to help him.
"I'll be back later to give you food," she told him before leaving to go check on the other patients in the psych ward.
Yami just nodded, sitting silently, brooding.
\/\/\/
Meanwhile, Yugi thought if his decision had been the right one. He did worry about Yami of hearing he's in the psych ward now because of him. It made him feel guilty.
Ushio walked up. "Come with me." he said, "Please?"
"Sure," nodded Yugi, following him.
Ushio took him into a room. "I wanted to apologize, for everything." He said his face sincere.
"Huh? Why?" This made Yugi confused, but he nodded in appreciation and acceptance of the apology.
Coming over, Ushio leaned down. "I am going to make it up to Atem, and I am going to help get Yami out of the psych ward." Ushio vowed, bending over to gently kiss Yugi.
Suspicious, he kissed him back. It confused him why Ushio suddenly changed his colors. Did something happen? He didn't know.
Smiling, he took Yugi's hand. "Let's go. Let's go to dinner...the buzzer just rang."
"Ok... Why are you being nice? You're acting weird," noted Yugi, appreciating it though he didn't understand the reasoning behind this.
Ushio just shrugged. "I guess you make me a better person." What Yugi didn't know was that Yami had been positioned to see everything that just happened. His fist was now bloody from slamming it into the wall, his heart breaking at seeing Yugi kiss Ushio.
Bakura came storming up to Yugi. "What the hell did you do, Shrimp?" he asked
"None of your business," replied Yugi, going to the mess hall for supper, giving the silverette the cold shoulder as he didn't need to know.
"Well, I guess you don't need to know that Yami shattered his hand when he saw you and Ushio kissing." Bakura snarled behind him, grabbing an extra muffin for Malik.
Sighing, Yugi figured this would be harder than he expect. Shaking his head, he hadn't known of that. It made him feel horrible. Though he already made his decision so he would have to pay the price and take care of damage when it happened. Going to get some food, he just felt like shit knowing he had hurt Yami.
Bakura went back to Malik, handing him the muffin. "Here ya go." Sitting down, he started eating his dinner.
"Thanks," Malik knew some drama llama is rearing its ugly head, so he stayed out of it, more concerned about Bakura than anything else, munching on the muffin he had been given absently.
"You doing okay?" Bakura asked gruffly, wondering how to get out of this whole Zorc mess now that Ryou had been proven innocent. Frowning, he knew what it meant for him, but he hoped Zorc would work with him.
"Yep. I'm staying out of the drama," he told him simply, continuing to eat.
"Heh, good. I just had to rub it in Yugi's face a bit since he rubbed it in mine about Ryou." Kissing Malik's cheek, he got up and started doing push ups.
"Good," Malik praised his fiancé, knowing he means well, smiling softly while he watched him work up a sweat.
Once done, Bakura came over, pulling Malik into a kiss.
Kissing him back, Malik held him close. He hoped someday they would be able to leave here too.