Thank you for the lovely reviews on chapter one.
I forgot to mention this, there is also rape in this story but not for a bit, but until then there will be flashbacks. This story is also AU, which means that the characters may have similar personalities from their normal selves, but I irked them a bit with depression, rage, and curiosity as well as anything else I can throw into the mix.
Everything from the first chapter goes for the whole story.
On with the fic!
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Bottled Up Gods
Chapter two: I feel I'm Alone
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"You little bitch! What took you so long to get here!?"
"Sorry, but I had to get my things that I left before coming here."
"Shut your trap you little shit! You know that you have to be here right after school! Come here!"
"OWW! Please, don't! I don't want to go the closet! Please no!"
"You're going and you're staying until I say otherwise, got it you little shit?!"
"Please! NO!"
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Yami walked toward Domino High, he was in pain but he hid it will with years of practice. He tried to drown out all noise by playing My Chemical Romance's Black Parade on full volume, causing people to look at him and send him glares for interrupting them while they spoke. But what did he care? He didn't know them, and he didn't want to know them. He took a seat on a bench on the school grounds and tried so hard not to reach for his stress relievers in his pocket, but he saw Yugi coming up and refused to give in when his sweet brother was near by.
Yugi came up to him with a big smile. "Hey Yami, did you make him home okay?" Yami nodded and offered a smile, but that disappeared when eh saw the worried look on Yugi's face.
"What is it Aibou?" He asked softly but blinked when Yugi lightly touched the side of Yami's forehead.
"You have a bruise, how did you get this?" Yami bit his lip; he couldn't tell Yugi that he was his with a vodka bottle to knock him out.
"I hit my head on the nightstand this morning."
"But its swollen likes it's been there for hours."
"It was the middle of the night Yugi; it's the same as the morning. I turned over wrong and smacked my head. No big deal."
Yugi sighed and moved back. "Alright, but you know that if he's causing you problems you can stay with me and Grandpa longer."
"I would love to stay longer but thanks to the bloody court order, I'm stuck with him until he either dies, gives me to Gramps, or I turn eighteen." Yami sighed and stood up, heading toward his first class.
"Alright, just be careful Yami." Yugi spoke before he headed toward his. Yami smiled and gave him a thumbs up. But when Yugi was out of site, Yami frowned deeply and turned his music back on, the powerful voice of Gerard echoing through the empty halls.
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A shrill of a cell phone interrupted the whole English lecture, as well as a few people's naps, and everyone turned to look at Kaiba who flipped opened his phone and barked into it. "What?! … Don't you fucking tell me that its screwed up! … When did this happen? You've got to be kidding me… again?! … Hang on…" Kaiba looked up and covered up the speaker of the phone and said in a surprisingly calm voice. "Mrs. Johnson, am I allowed to take this outside. I don't really want to interrupt the class."
Mrs. Johnson nodded. "Alright, but you will need to get these notes from someone later alright? We will be taking a test on them tomorrow." Kaiba nodded and stepped out, in which even with the door closed, you could still hear him yelling.
"For the love of all that is evil, for being the second most quiet kid in class he sure can talk." Bakura snickered, causing some of the other student to laugh as well and the teacher gave him a stern look.
"Bakura, please pay attention and don't give me that look."
After the little out burst in class, Kaiba returned to get his stuff after the bell rang. But he didn't notice Yami looking at him with narrowed eyes until he turned around. "Jeez Yami, trying to give me a heart attack?" He looked at him who only kept that dark look in his eyes.
"No, but I'm pretty sure that would be the high point of Jou's life he heard you had one. I'm just here to give you the notes. Don't comment on my writing or drawings in there or I'll slap you so hard it'll make your ancestors dizzy. I want this returned tomorrow morning, and it shall be placed on my desk. I don't need it to study; I've memorized everything in there okay? Just return it and don't ruin it alright?"
Kaiba just looked at him. "Okay… thanks?"
Yami turned sharply on his heal and headed for the door. "You're welcome." Kaiba tilted his head and placed the notebook in his bag.
Yami walked down the halls, his head pounding as he headed for the school yard. He took a seat under a weeping willow and pulled out his pills and his Diet Coke, taking those into his system. He really wished that he wasn't here, he had already snapped twice at two different teachers and then at Kaiba, even though he was nice enough to allow the CEO to use his notebook.
Sighing, Yami took out his CD player and turned the music up at its highest volume and listened to the song Dead! He closed his eyes, but frowned at the feeling that someone was looking down at him. "Kaiba, I swear to God…"
"I'm just here to return what you dropped on your way out of the classroom and you will go deaf if you listen to that so loudly. Jeez, I could here it twenty feet away."
Yami was about to yell at him when he blinked and looked at what Kaiba had in his hand. His pack of Lucky Strip. "Kaiba… how did you get those…?" He glared as Kaiba moved his hand out of Yami's reach.
"You ran out of the room and they fell out. You know, if I hadn't noticed them, then the teacher would have and you would get in trouble." Kaiba tossed them at the boy and he caught them.
"Thanks… you jackass…"
Kaiba raised an eyebrow. "Alright, that the hell is wrong today?"
"nothings wrong."
"Yami, don't sell me an out house and tell me it's Buckingham Palace. I've seen the way you keep giving people dirty looks and your smart aleck comments in the classes we have. God you're acting like something you did is everyone's fault."
Yami jolted slightly and looked up with a very dark look in his word-out eyes. "Shut up!" He stood up and was about to smack Kaiba but the taller was fast and grabbed his wrist, causing Yami to wince in pain and made Kaiba raise an eyebrow. "Taking your anger out on those who want to help will get you nowhere kid…" Kaiba spoke softly but it still held a harsh tone.
Yami pulled away and was about to kick Kaiba but he jumped out of the way. "You're slow, weaker then you use to be. If you were your normal self, I'd be on the ground."
Yami looked at him. "Shit… just shut up and leave me alone Kaiba… I don't need your help, I'm fine!" He was about to turn around, but Kaiba took hold of his arm and pulled the sleeve back and to his surprise he saw scars and dark bruises. "What the hell…?" Yami pulled back his arm out of Kaiba's grasp and went back to his stuff and packed up.
"Kaiba… I have another thing for you to promise to never say to anyone especially my brother… do not tell him about what you saw on my arms…" Kaiba then turned his music back on and bit his lip to keep from crying in pain and self-hatred as he dashed off toward the building.
TBC
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Poor Yami… his life hates him so much… and it's going to get worse! Oh, Kaiba yelling on the cell phone and leaving the class, I needed a reason for Yami to be pissed at him over something as simple as handing him his notes and to set up a bit of the plot for the next chapter. Yami got a trigger-ready temper in this.
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