Tainted Innocence
"BLAH"
– Speech
'BLAH' – Thoughts
\BLAH//-Mind, read and find
out ;
Summary: Yet another vamp AU: Vampires over took the streets of domino over a centaury ago. These demons are the nightmares of the Human Slaves that are left. They live in fear of them, hoping for a way of escape. Will they ever be freed? Will someone defy the Vampires? And how long can the innocent last here? Yami/Yuugi
Chapter One: Entering the Shadows
The room was dark. Some believed it to be darker than the pitch-black and star-less night sky. During the day the room turned light slightly. Special protection on the extremely tiny windows stopped the UV rays flowing in freely. It was simply reflected, which reduced the light quality further. During the dusk period simple electric lamps were switched on around the room. At night, after the set bed time, the power was switched off. Candles and flames were forbidden as well, it could hurt the Masters of the castle.
If you exited that room and headed down the long dingy corridor, dimly lighted with lamps, you would eventually reach a large dark oak door. Engraved on this door, in the centre of a dove, was the simple word Hikari (1). It was engraved roughly, as if it was done with no care, almost as if it was just done quickly with a knife. The door was at the end of the corridor, and it was darker than anything else in the dim corridor. The door was surrounded by beautiful Katanas and other sorts of beautiful blades. The display of blades continued up the corridor.
If you entered that room you would first be blinded by the light. A large chandelier hung from the centre, with light beaming out from it in all directions. The room was medium sized, but not big at all. It was rectangular in shape with the larger side on the door side and the opposite wall. Against the two shorter length walls were two single beds. The one on the left had a dark crimson cover which looked to be a velvet. The one on the right had a dark brown duvet, but just a normal cotton rather than velvet.
The rooms carpet was a depressing black in colour. The walls were stone with a dark grey as a bottom layer and a lighter grey colour on top. There were only two small windows, directly opposite the door, which were very church-like. It was a long half-oval in shape and the glass was sectioned into a grid pattern. It added more to the gothic-factor of the room. Under the windows was a wide chest of drawers made of course in the same dark oak as the door. Next to both beds was a mini bedside cabinet, each with an identical lamp. The lamps were simple, all light grey with dark grey stripes.
On the red bed lay a short boy with tri-colour hair and on the brown sat an innocent boy with long spiky white hair. The innocent boy's hair was made of many white spikes. The front spikes curved around his face, which covered most of the top half of his face, except for his eyes. At the back the white spikes continued into a long bunch. His hair was duller than it used to be. Rather than its once radiant shade of white it was a duller grey. His hair was greasy and hanging anywhere it could. His eyes were rounded and innocent, but they were surrounded by bags which showed his tiredness. His face had no expression, and his once sparkling eyes had lost their twinkle. His pale skin was dirty with black stains and looked unbelievably pale.
The other young man sat up and turned to the innocent looking one. His tri-coloured hair lay against the wall with his blonde bang-like fringe drooping from the greasiness of his hair. His amethys eyes were not as bright as they once were and his skin was paler than he believed possible. His face looked worn and tired and the look followed with his tired eyes. His hair was not as gravity-defying as it once was and he had lost his innocence. His innocence was long gone, this place had done that to people. Yuugi Mutou and Ryou Bakura were just two of its victims.
Their lives were not of importance any more. Their purpose was to serve the demons and the demons alone. Their life goal was to survive.
The door swung open which caused the two to look up. They didn't expect it to be a rescue attempt or anything special. They had given up hope years ago, 8 years ago to be precise. They were only children, not even legally old enough to smoke, only around 15 years of age. They had no way to check what date it was, only the calendars in their master's rooms when they cleaned them told them what date it was. They were treated like black slaves during the American Slave Period (A/N: Not being racist, it was in history). They were treated like dirt, no worse than dirt. Seeing as they were humans, they were treated with the respect of pointed wooden objects.
At the door stood a tall vampire in a trailing white cape lined with a pale crimson material. His brown locks covered his forehead and part of his glaring blue eyes. His face was expressionless, except for his glaring eyes. His face was pale so his blue eyes were the first thing you noticed when you looked at him. His hair curved around his face, almost like a wig, with his fringe hiding some of his face. This vampire was the king's highest childe, one Seto Kaiba.
His outfit under the cape was a black velvet suit with a red silk shirt. His top button was undone so no tie was worn. His belt was black with a large silver buckle. Engraved into it were the letters 'HP', their meaning unknown to Yuugi or Ryou. Around his neck was a simple locket, in the shape of a playing card.
The immediate reaction of the two boys at the sight of the older was to jump off of their beds and bow down to him. They did so and he made a simple and effortless gesture for them to stand. Noticing this the two boys both stood.
Here vampires were your lords and masters, disobeying them was like committing murder. In the end you almost got caught every time and served a punishment for it. Here that punishment was torture. The torturer was a mad man, Mariku. He sliced, slit, hit and used many other interesting instruments. The worst of those was his power to mess with minds. He could easily send someone crazy if he set his mind to it, literally set his mind to it. Both Yuugi and Ryou gave up trying to defy the vampires within a couple of weeks.
"The king wishes to see you two," Kaiba bellowed at the two teenagers, which interrupted Yuugi's thoughts, "Follow me."
He span, and with a swish of his cape he lead off towards the king's room in silence. Yuugi and Ryou followed in silence and fear. They had never actually seen the king in their years here. Vampires were only trusted to clean his room since the assassination attempt almost thirty years ago. The king never did leave his room. Vampires only entered it. The only time human slaves saw the king was to be drunk dry or to be murdered. Both were really the same but the names were different to add hope to the slave's hearts. Hope was something slaves usually lacked.
Ryou and Yuugi had no idea where the king's room was. Hardly any slaves did. This castle was huge and the king's room was not a place they needed to go to, so its location was kept unknown. Slaves caught sneaking around the castle were immediately presumed to be attempting an escape and were killed without any thought. Captured, enslaved, forced to work and drained. That was a slave's life. That was all that ever happened to a slave. No rescue or heroic fight, just obeying the demon's every single wish.
The group soon ended their walk down the corridors, some of which Yuugi and Ryou had not been down before, until they reached a large dark oak double door. Two vampire guards stood on either side, each holding a large spear that crossed in the centre. They were blocking access to the door. Upon seeing Kaiba the guards immediately moved their spears to an upwards position, to allow him access.
"Yet another slave disobeyed the Lord. I hope the Lord enjoys this meal," the guard chuckled spitefully.
The spears were moved and Yuugi and Ryou had a full view of the door. Engraved into the centre was a large eye, but it was not normally shaped as an eye. It was more oriental in style. Around it were various symbols and pictures of a similar origin. In all honesty the door was a work of art. Well it was a work of art until Kaiba pushed the doors open, splitting apart the eye and various pictures. Kaiba grabbed Yuugi and Ryou's hands and yanked them in, before closing the doors behind them.
They both landed on the wooden floor with a 'thud'. Pain shot up both Yuugi and Ryou's legs and they hissed to stop their screams. They looked up from the dark wooden floor to gather their surroundings. Yuugi first began by turning around to the back of the door. Identical engravings lay on the door like the front. The only bad thing was that Kaiba wasn't there with them.
Ryou gathered the surroundings at the front. The room was huge and rectangular, with various arches leading off to other rooms. It was an open plan with dark red walls, touching more towards a burgundy. The large castle windows were covered with black velvet curtains that were currently widely open to show it was night time. All windows were coated in a special UV filter, but that still caused vampires damage in the long term. In the centre of the room lay a large four poster bed. Crimson velvet curtains hid the bed.
Random dark wooden furniture lay around the room with a showed section on the opposite side, probably due to the lack of light at night. Small wall lamps went around all of the room, except for into this dark area. They just seemed to stop before the area, at the same place on both sides. On both sides a large black shag rug lay under the bed and for most of the floor. The shadowed section was just a patch of darkness, the area was not visible to the eye. It intrigued Ryou what could be hidden there. It could be an escape.
His curiousity got the better of him. He grabbed Yuugi, whose eyes were still surveying the room in front of them, and ran towards the darkness. Yuugi looked interested at the portraits and paintings on the wall they past. Pictures of vampires, pictures of angels, and pictures of death. Portraits of people from an indian or african area. All covered in golden jewellery and cotton clothing. All their skin was tanned and their eyes were defined with kohl. All the portraits looked similar, almost like it was a large family or something.
They soon passed the large four-poster bed in the centre and were only mere metres away from the shadows. Yuugi shivered in anticipation. They continued running until they stood in line with the last pair of lights. From the shadows they heard a snarl. Yuugi and Ryou both shivered in fear. Would these minutes be their last ones while living? They heard a sinister chuckle and shivered more. They moved closer together. They both looked to the door in fear, but were too rooted to the spot to move. A vampire could do that to you.
A vampire had the power to make you do things you didn't want to, as Yuugi and Ryou had discovered when they came here. Only the oldest and most elite could. Mariku, he king and Kaiba were the only ones that Yuugi knew to possess this gift.
They heard footsteps approaching them in a slow walk and both gulped. A body stepped out of the complete darkness. Crimson met amethyst. The man who had kidnapped Yuugi all those years ago stood in front of him. The man's tri-colour hair still identical to Yuugi's, except for the lightning bangs that shot up into his spikes. He was wearing the same outfit he had been before: a black leather outfit with a black cape with a crimson lining the colour like his eyes. It was the man who stole him, the one called Yami.
Anger shot through Yuugi faster than a bullet left a gun. His teeth glared at Yami. Ryou stood there, looking from Yuugi to Yami and vice versa. The similarities were just too much of a coincidence.
'He is not the vampire king! I know that for a fact! The vampire king would have killed me!' Yuugi thought in anger.
"You are not the vampire king, you are who murdered my family. I will not believe it!" Yuugi spat, his rage blinding his judgment.
"My dear Yuugi, I took you away from that place of death. Aren't you happy? Aibou, I am the vampire king, you can not deny that fact," Yami replied sympathetically almost in his deep baritone. Ryou remained silent, afraid for his friend, but too scared to react.
"I AM NOT YOUR AIBOU! And you can't prove that you're the king either Yami!" Yuugi screamed, his high pitched voice screeching. He spat Yami's name like it was a poison.
"That is one thing I can do. While you are in my castle and under my control you'll let me call you what I want. And my dear Aibou, I can prove I am the vampire king. The vampire king is one of four that are old enough to possess the power of 'mind control'. Suggesting things to humans is a nicer way to put it. The vampire lord, Kaiba, Mariku and Bakura are the four possessors of the power. I know that you know that the lord possesses it, so if I can do it then I must be the vampire lord, agreed?" He asked seriously, his baritone reflecting the seriousness in his voice.
Yuugi smirked and nodded in reply. There was no way that Yami could do this. Ryou looked shocked at the name 'Bakura'. He thought that his mother, father, and sister had died that night. He shook the thought out of his head.
'It's probably just a coincidence…' He thought mentally sighing.
"Now I will make you do something that you would never dream of doing!" Yami smirked, more evilly than Yuugi. He had the perfect idea. Yuugi immediately looked worried, but it was not long before Yami's plan went into action.
\Yuugi kiss me passionately, and beg for me to kiss you back. Actually you want me to kiss you back. Do not stop doing as I say until I tell you to. Nod if you understand.// Yami projected to Yuugi with his mind.
Yuugi's eyes immediately turned expressionless. He looked in a trance and in all truth he was. He nodded to Yami like a robot would after being told to. Yami crouched down as Yuugi came over to him. Their lips met in a display of passion. Yuugi began simply kissing Yami's lips before pushing against the centre, begging for entrance. Yami would have smirked if he could, and simply obliged. Yuugi began licking everywhere in Yami's mouth. Brushing his tongue against Yami's, causing shivers to shoot down him and Yami.
Yuugi began running his hands through Yami's long tri-colour hair and Yami did the same to Yuugi's. Their tongues explored each other's mouths, Yuugi's more dominant rather than Yami. In most other kisses Yami would be the dominant one, but for once he backed down. Yuugi soon ran out of breath and pushed off of Yami's lips. He panted deeply, but Yami showed no sign of tiredness. He was smirking manically. Without the need for oxygen, he could have kissed all day. While all this happened Ryou had frozen in shock and watched. Right now his face was a deep beetroot.
Yuugi's eyes were still expressionless and there was still the next command to do. He crouched down onto one knee.
"Yami, Yami please kiss me. I'll do anything for your kiss," He begged, his arms reaching out for Yami's embrace.
"Aibou, will you agree to being my personal slave? I can make Ryou someone high up's slave," Yami asked tauntingly, obviously using this to his own advantage.
"Yes Yami. Anything for your kiss," He chorused back, his eyes still emotionless and dead-looking. His voice as emotionless as his eyes, showing how he was being controlled while doing this. Yami smirked and moved over to the kneeling Yuugi.
"Stand up then," Yami mocked, his tongue licking his lips eagerly. Yuugi did as he was told, wanting that kiss so much because of Yami's control. Yami bent down so he was at level with Yuugi's height. He smirked passionately almost before their lips met with a brush of passion.
Yami's lips pushed onto Yuugi's once again. Even Yuugi's emotionless amethyst eyes sparkled with a fiery passion. Yami began nipping at Yami's bottom lip, asking for entry. The king had given up being the submissive one; now he would control this kiss. Yuugi gave the king what he wanted and allowed entry to his sweet mouth. It tasted to sweet, he could taste Yuugi's innocence almost. He tasted like cold and moist strawberries. No, better than that.
Yami began to lick around the inside of Yuugi's mouth, tasting Yuugi. He licked passionately against the side of Yuugi's tongue, sending shivers through the body of the young boy. A moan came from Yuugi's throat causing Yami to smirk more. He could control the movements of this boy with simple words. If told Yuugi would do anything, even murder. However the reactions that happened when he did this was something Yami could not control, that was Yuugi's own reaction. Not a controlled and asked for reaction.
Yami saw Yuugi was becoming breathless and pulled out of Yuugi's mouth. Yuugi panted heavily due to the kiss. Yami smirked sinisterly before deciding what to do next. Next to them stood a gob smacked and beetroot red-faced Ryou, shocked at the resent kissing. Also shocked that a vampire as laid back as this was the king of them all.
\Yuugi, you are released from my spell// Yami simply sent to Yuugi's mind.
Emotion and life flooded back into Yuugi's amethyst eyes within an instant. Yami looked to Yuugi waiting for his reaction, Yami could only wait.
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A/N: Holy cow that's long! Wait and find out the reaction! I love mind control smirks It's so the best! If only I could use it on someone -mutters- Leila…
Moving on, Till next time,
Inno-chan