Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
This chapter is the reason why this fic is rated M! Just a warning for people that don't like it, if you don't like, you don't read.
To the rest of the people enjoy!
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Dark Magician hesitantly opened his eyes, light streamed though the window. He blinked and threw the covers off his body.
He was shirtless.
Did that really happen last night? It felt like a dream... Dark Magician scratched his head.
Dark Magician put on a shirt and walked downstairs. He saw Celtic Guardian sitting at the kitchen table. "Good morning!" Celtic Guardian smiled. "Hi..." Dark Magician trailed off. "What?" asked the elf. "I want to ask you something," the spellcaster hesitantly looked into the warrior's eyes.
"Did that really happen last night?"
"Huh?"
"You... you, ummmm..."
Celtic Guardian looked at Dark Magician, puzzled. "I guess not..." Dark Magician sighed in relief and sat down in a chair. "What?" Celtic Guardian persisted. "It's nothing, just a dream..." Dark Magician's eyes wandered about the kitchen.
"What was it about?"
"It was just scary..." Dark Magician said but shivered slightly remembering the dream. He almost felt Celtic Guardian's chest against his back... his warm body... his hot breath-
The elf got up which tore Dark Magician away from his thoughts.
"I'm not hungry are you?" asked the warrior. "No," Dark Magician got up also. "Well then, I'm sure you want to go home ASAP right?" Celtic Guardian walked out of the kitchen and turned the corner to go up the stairs. "Yeah..." Dark Magician followed, his shoulders bent down.
The two friends walked into the bedroom. "Dark Magician I know your still not in top shape yet so you can borrow one of my shirts till you can wear your armor again," Celtic Guardian offered.
"Alright, thank you," Dark Magician changed his shirt. Celtic Guardian changed his shirt also. "You aren't wearing your normal clothes?" Dark Magician asked. "No, I like to dress this way once and a while," Celtic Guardian grinned.
Dark Magician walked out of the bedroom, followed closely by Celtic Guardian. They went down the stairs and out the door, walking briskly at first then their pace slowed. Dark Magician smiled as the cool morning breeze picked up.
"Ooohhh!"
Dark Magician looked behind him and saw Celtic Guardian rubbing his arms. "It's so cold! I should have warn something warmer!" "I'm used to this kind of breeze..." Dark Magician laughed lightly.
The spellcaster slowed his pace and fell beside the elf. "Here, let me..."Dark Magician reached over and rubbed Celtic Guardian's hands between his hands, then he gradually moved up his arms, massaging them between his soft, warm fingers, feeling Celtic Guardian's tight arm muscles...
"Mmm, Dark Magician that feels so good..." Celtic Guardian looked at the magician, his eyes a soothing yellow hue. Dark Magician blushed slightly, "I'm glad you feel better."
"This is going to be a long walk... To get there faster, lets race!" Celtic Guardian stopped and drew a stating line in the dirt. Dark Magician stopped walking, "I'm up for the challenge..." he smirked and narrowed his glowing blue eyes.
"We'll race to the old tree, it's about a mile and a half away. Do you know where I'm taking about?" asked Celtic Guardian, the light of competition in his eyes. "Yes, I know the spot," Dark Magician replied.
"Ready..." Celtic Guardian started.
"Set..." Dark Magician continued.
"Go!" they shouted together.
At that instant the two Duel Monsters ran at breakneck speed. "Come on you slow poke!" Dark Magician taunted. Celtic Guardian glared and ran faster, easily catching up to the spellcaster.
Dark Magician smirked and gradually ran slower. "What's the matter Dark Magician? You tired already?" Celtic Guardian didn't break his pace.
The spellcaster waited till he saw a strained look in the warrior's face after at least five minutes. Dark Magician sped up and passed the tired Celtic Guardian. "So long!" Dark Magician glanced back and ran ahead.
"Cheater!" Celtic Guardian half yelled half grunted.
By the time the elf caught up with the spellcaster he was already at the tree. "Now how could I be a cheater if you got tired out before me?" Dark Magician gloated. "You- where j-just lucky-" panted Celtic Guardian.
Dark Magician smirked and turned away. "Lets go, I'll race you again-" "No!" Celtic Guardian gasped.
"Ok, then lets walk the rest of the way."
"Ugh..." Celtic Guardian moaned, very tired.
The two friends walked and rested once along the way, mostly because Celtic Guardian was nagging at the spellcaster to let him stop and rest.
After an hour Dark Magician could see his house in the distance, he frowned. He's probably there waiting for me right now... He glanced over at Celtic Guardian and sighed
They continued to walk in silence until they got to Dark Magician's house. "You want me to stay?" asked Celtic Guardian. "Y-" Dark Magician stopped and thought better of it.
"No, it would be better if you went home, I think. You can tell Dark Magician Girl I'm home now." "Are you sure?" asked the warrior.
"Yes, quite sure. Thank you Celtic Guardian," Dark Magician warmly hugged the elf, showing his gratitude.
"Good-bye, Celtic Guardian," Dark Magician said after breaking the embrace. "Bye, Dark Magician. I'll see you tomorrow, maybe," Celtic Guardian smiled and walked away. The spellcaster waved and the elf waved over his shoulder.
Dark Magician slowly walked into his house. His wary eyes darted from side to side, in fear and anticipation. He silently crept upstairs and into his bedroom.
As soon as Dark Magician walked through the door a fist smashed into his jaw. He cried out and hit the floor. Blood flowed out of his mouth from his bitten tongue.
"Dark Magician, I never thought I'd see you so soon..." an icy voice was heard.
The spellcaster knew that voice all too well.
The red Dark Magician loomed over the other magician, his eyes glowing with bloodlust. Dark Magician staggered to his feet and faced the other spellcaster. He spat out the blood that was welling up in his mouth.
"Dark Magician, I'm willing to give you a choice... Either I kill one of your friends or I give you the worst torture I can think of, since I haven't seen you in so long," the red Dark Magician smiled evilly.
"The second choice," Dark Magician responded, his eyes showed his confusion.
"Fine."
Before Dark Magician knew what was happening he was slammed into the wall behind him. The other magician looked into his bewildered eyes for a second, then his head dove down. Dark Magician's eyes widened in realizing too late...
Lips pressed against his own and he let out a muffled yell. Then he felt something else against his lips, Dark Magician didn't respond.
The other spellcaster slammed Dark Magician onto the wall, again. Dark Magician gasped in surprise, then sickening hot, wet muscle harshly pushed it's way into his unwilling mouth.
The slick tongue expertly explored Dark Magician's mouth, it moved over every inch of it, feeling the smoothness of Dark Magician's wet cavern and the metallic taste of his blood.
The red Dark Magician then slowly pulled away, his tongue leaving the other's mouth last.
Dark Magician gasped, his eyes shocked. "That's just a taste of what I'm about to do to your soft and untouched body," the other spellcaster's whisper was low and lustful.
Teeth bit down hard on Dark Magician's lower lip which caused it to gush with blood. Dark Magician cried out, but didn't dare pull away. The red Dark Magician's tongue slipped out of his mouth and licked the blood off the spellcaster's lips.
He smiled darkly as he pulled away.
Please let it be over... please... Dark Magician begged in his mind. "Please..." he said out loud in a small, weak voice. "Please continue?" asked the other spellcaster sarcastically. "I'd be glad to." Then he whispered silkily, "I'll have my way with you..."
The red Dark Magician roughly ripped off the other's shirt. The blood from Dark Magician's lip had not stopped flowing. It slid down his chin, then his neck, then his bare chest.
The red magician took Dark Magician by the shoulders, and in one swift movement threw him on the bed. Dark Magician's eyes widened in terror and instinctively tired to scramble off the bed.
The red Dark Magician hit him hard in the face and pinned his down easily. "I suggest you don't do that again," he whispered and laughed wickedly. "I wouldn't want you to go through this, then get one of your friends killed."
He head bent down and licked Dark Magician's lips once again, then he ventured down Dark Magician neck, then...
Dark Magician's body arched uncontrollably under the other spellcaster's wet, caressing tongue as he lapped up his blood on his chest. He moaned as the other spellcaster's muscle went lower and dipped into each curve of his ribs.
Dark Magician was disgusted with himself. His mind was screaming to get away, yet his body was enjoying the sweet torture of the other.
Then red magician's hands roamed over the other's chest resulting in a shiver and a deep throated moan. Dark Magician clenched his hands and tried to force himself not to give in.
"You like what I'm doing don't you?" asked the silver haired spellcaster as his hands went lower touching Dark Magician's stomach and slid down his pants a little, stroking the supple skin there.
Dark Magician involuntarily bucked up letting his pants go lower revealing some of his luscious hips.
"It's pleasurable isn't it?" the red Dark Magician whispered, his voice soft yet terrifying. Dark Magician didn't dare say a word, he just lay there and breath heavily in and out, trying to make his body relax, and tear his mind from the hot need coursing though him.
"Answer me!"
The red spellcaster dug his sharp nails deep into Dark Magician's chest. He then swiped them down tearing the flesh, spraying blood everywhere. An agonizing screech came from Dark Magician's mouth and he withered in pain beneath the other spellcaster.
Dark Magician's chest heaved in desperation, and his hands clutched the red tainted sheets in pain.
"That looked painful..." The red Dark Magician laughed, making Dark Magician shiver as if a cold, icy hand was griping his very soul.
"I'm glad you want me to pleasure you..." the red spellcater smirked and looked at Dark Magician's legs.
Dark Magician's eyes stretched wide.
No!
Without warning the red magician swiftly removed the other's pants, then his own, and before Dark Magician could get away...
Dark Magician screamed when he felt it.
Something tearing inside him.
It was venomous and hot, digging deep into his body.
Pounding harder and faster with each second.
Not caring if he was screaming or thrashing.
He heard the red spellcaster moan long and deep in his throat and he thrust faster...
Dark Magician tried to get control over his bodies actions...
Moans crept into his painful screams and his back arched off the bed.
Discussed with himself Dark Magician clutched the bloody sheets harder.
He again heard the other magician moan, this time louder.
Suddenly he felt something else, something hot shooting into his body.
Then the pounding stopped.
It pulled out, slowly, making Dark Magician whimper.
Then it was all over.
Sweat was dripping off the red Dark Magician's body and he was breathing heavily. He looked into Dark Magician's pain glazed eyes.
He leaned down so his slick muscular chest touched Dark Magician's and the spellcaster shuttered.
"You enjoyed it didn't you?" he whispered, his sickening mouth so close to the purple magician's ear. Dark Magician was too ashamed and disgusted with himself to respond.
The red spellcaster licked around Dark Magician's ear all the way to his mouth. His hot tongue entered the blue eyed magician's mouth one last time.
He forced the spellcaster's muscle to intertwine with his own then he pulled away, his eyes glittering with satisfaction.
Without another word the red magician got up and put on his pants. Just as he was about to walk out the door he glanced back and gave Dark Magician a long, lustful look, then he walked out the door.
Dark Magician lay on the bed in shock. His mind was blank and disbelieving, trying to tell himself that didn't just happen.
He felt humiliated.
He felt used.
He felt dirty.
The spellcaster slowly got off his bed, the feelings of what had just happened raged through his veins.
Blood flowed down his chest and...
Dripping down his slender thighs were lines of red.
He took a step forward and a searing pain stabbed through his body.
He hissed in agony as the blood slowly trickled down his smooth legs.
Dark Magician staggering out of his bedroom and into the bathroom. He turned on the water in the tub.
As soon as it was full he eased into the hot water, the blood mixing in, tinting the water crimson.
Dark Magician's eyes were looking at nothing, the scene replayed over and over in his mind.
He just wanted to die.
Tears followed down his cheeks and splashed into the water.
Just raped, Dark Magician couldn't find any way of living.
Not even his friends...
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I felt sooooo bad for Dark Magician while I was writing that! (Cries) Please review!