There will be spin-off characters in this chapter just because I think Yami would rather hang out with them then Yugi's gang of idiots. Also, I know next to nothing on GX since I don't care for that show so bear with me on how I make Judai (Jaden as he his know in English) and I have a pretty good idea on how to make Yusei and Jack (from 5D's) act in this since they seem just like Yami and Kaiba. Oh, and I'm making them a couple just to mess with Yami. XP

I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh DM, GX, or 5D's so you can't say that I do since I don't. I Walk The Ceiling is a fictional band that my older sister owns. If you want to read about them or see the kick ass drawings she has, look her up on Deviant Art under the name Woundstitchings.

Everything from chapter one and chapter two stands for this whole story.

On with the fic!

Bottled Up Gods

Chapter three: Sick Inside And Out…

Yami stormed off away from Kaiba after he saw the scars on his arms. He didn't stop walking until he was out of sight; once he was he slid down the side of the school and brought his knees up to his chest. "Stupid, stubborn jackass…" He growled.

"Who's stupid Yami?"

The boy blinked and turned to see one of the only people in the whole world that he could ever trust. "Hey Yusei." He smiled slightly. Yusei Fudo was one of the only kids in the whole school that was allowed a job, since he lived on his own, and he was Yami's childhood friend. He and Yami use to build things together before Yami's life became a shadow of its former self.

Yusei took a seat next to him on the ground. "Hey Spiky," He spoke to his friend, calling him by his odd nickname. "You know, you didn't answer my question."

"Oh, it's just Kaiba. He won't leave me alone for five seconds with out asking something. And now I think he's going to be bothering me A LOT more now that he's seen these." Yami pulled back his sleeve and Yusei blinked at the scars and bruises.

"Jeez Yami, looks like your old man went to town on you last night!"

"Yeah, he locked me up and when he let me out he squeezed my wrist to the point where he was almost going to break it. He slammed a vodka bottle on my head when I started screaming…"

"Yugi's going to find out soon, you can't keep hiding these behind stupid lies. He even called me up the other day to ask if I knew about you. I told him some bull shit and he believed me."

Yami looked at him before taking out a cancer and lighting it up. "Want one?" He offered.

"Nah, I don't want Jack complaining that I taste like smoke when we kiss." Yami made a sour face at the mention of Jack Atlas, Yusei's rich, blond lover. Those two would always find something to fight about and then make it up by kissing in the utility closets in the school or, when ever he was around, in front of Yami for shits and giggles.

Yusei noticed the look. "You're jealous." He smirked.

"Like hell I'm jealous of your blond bimbo of a boyfriend Crab-head."

"I told you never to call me that!"

"Crab-head! Crab-head! Yusei is a Crab-head!" Yami laughed, but a slight gasp stopped him when the two turned to see a small brunet looking at them.

"Yami! Are you smoking?!" He gasped.

"Judai, don't be a weenie, you know I smoke." Yami glared at the one called Judai. "And what are you doing here anyway; I thought you were going off to duel against Yugi today."

"I did, but your brother beat me."

"Of course! He was taught how to play by the best!" Yami kept a smug look on his face until Yusei slapped him on the back of the head.

"Careful, your ego is showing." Yusei pointed out, earning a laugh from Judai, which caused a verbal fight to break out.

Yami ran as fast as he could, trying to beat the rain before it started since this was an unpredicted rain storm. He reached his home and pulled out his key, once he was inside the rain started and he sighed in relief. He frowned at the sight of the living room. Food and trash was everywhere, including a few empty liquor bottles.

He shook his head and went to his room, locking it so he could have some peace before HE came home. Yami threw his backpack on the bed and placed his I Walk The Ceiling CD in. He turned up the volume and began work on his economics work, taking two pain meds, and taking sips from the Diet Pepsi Max that he got from the mini fridge he kept in his closet, a gift from Bakura as a slight joke to make fun of his height and cold demeanor.

As soon as Yami finished all of his homework, he heard the door open and he shut off his music and hid his soda under the bed, along with his pills. He waited until he heard the usual sounds and didn't unlock his door until he heard his name.

"YAMI! Get down here you little shit!"

Yami sighed and unlocked the door. He went down the stairs to see that someone was at the bottom. The man was tall, maybe three inches taller then Kaiba, with black hair, a large build, and piercing brown-eyes.

"Yes old man…?" Yami looked at him. But he didn't expect to be slapped.

"You little shit! Someone said that you gave some teachers some attitude today! You could have gotten in trouble and you know what I do to troublesome bitches like you!"

Yami winced at the pain of the words and of the hit he had received. "I'm-I'm sorry… I've just been stressed lately…"

"Then maybe I should have you removed from school them huh? Then maybe you won't be such a wimpy little cock sucker."

Yami's eye widened in fear. "Please don't! I'm sorry! I'll try not to be bitchy! Please!"

His father laughed. "How can you not be bitchy when you are a bitch?!" He then slapped Yami's face against and picked him up by his shirt collar. "Now, because you've been such a rude little ass, how about I straighten you out?"

Fear was written all over Yami's face as tears formed in his eyes.

A low groan escaped his lips as he looked around to find that he had fallen asleep at this desk. He sat up and fixed his hair before going down the stairs to the kitchen. Kaiba made himself some coffee and lit a cancer as he took a seat on a stool next to the counter. He looked at his backpack he just threw on the counter when he came home and opened it, pulling out Yami's notebook.

"Let's see what he wrote…" He flipped to the last page and looked over the well-written notes that described their lesson perfectly. Kaiba blinked at this and wrote everything down, normally Yami didn't seem to pay attention in class, but his grades were some of the highest in the whole school. Kaiba sighed, he felt bad for Yami. The rest of the day, Yami had avoided Kaiba as if he had leprosy or something. And when ever Kaiba would try to speak to him, Yami didn't look at him and chose to talk to his friend with the weird hair colors or read some book he had called A Clockwork Orange.

After writing down the notes, Kaiba was about to close the notebook when he noticed something on the inside cover for the back. He said he wasn't going to look, but a peek wouldn't hurt. He opened it to the back and was surprised by all the strange drawings Yami had on it in pen.

There was a small group of images that looked like Duel Monsters, then there was the alphabet in hieroglyphics, random drawings of Yugi and his friends along with Yami's very small group of associates. But most of the notebook's back was full of dark images of spirals, eyes, hands, and a few words from songs.

This shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun

What I really meant to say is that I'm sorry for the way I am

Every step that I take is another mistake to you

Does anyone know where my baby's gone; I've just got to find her

Give me one good reason cause I'm begging and I'm pleading

I don't know how I got this way, but I know it's not alright so I'm breaking the habit tonight

This ain't a scene it's a good damn arm's race

There's a hole in God's roof

Can't keep from falling apart at the seams can't believe you're breaking my heart to pieces

Kaiba was surprised by this, all these random lines from songs, what could they mean to Yami? He closed the book and sat there thinking, his coffee and cancer stick forgotten.

It had been a long day at school for Yami since his whole body hurt like hell. He had trouble concentrating and when ever someone asked about him, he would lie and say he was fine and was just a bit tired.

Right now, the red-eyed boy was in the student council room going over a few last minute things. The only people in the room were himself and Kaiba who was putting news clippings on the bulletin board.

Yami took a glance at Kaiba to see that he had his hands full and was not paying any attention to the boy, Yami took his pills out and was about to take two of them before his head started spinning and he collapsed, everything started going black and the fall shot a huge amount of pain through his very being.

Kaiba blinked when he heard something and turned, staring in shock as he saw Yami lying on the ground unconscious. "Shit!" The CEO exclaimed as he got down off a step stool and went over to Yami, lifting up his head and felt his forehead. But he pulled back his hand and looked at the boy. "Oh man, you have a fever…" He didn't know what to do, should he wake up Yami and send him home or should he take Yami to his own home.

But he suddenly felt movement and looked down to see Yami looked at him with dull eyes. "K-Kaiba…" He was stopped by a finger to his lips and he looked up into worried blue-eyes.

"Yami, I think you have a very high fever. You've been showing all the side effects to a cold today and I'm going to take you to your house and…"

"NO!" Yami tried to get away from him. "I'm not going home! I can't! He might be home!"

Kaiba blinked but pulled Yami close to him and ran his fingers through his hair to calm him down, which actually worked. "What do you mean Yami, why don't you want to go home?"

"I can't… I can't tell you… wait… what is today…?"

"It's Friday."

Yami was quiet for a second and didn't look up at Kaiba before he spoke. "Take me home, he won't be back until Monday. I can't stay there if I'm sick as you say I am… take me to your place…" What the hell did he just say?! Did he just say that he would go to Kaiba's place?! As long as it's away from his father then he is fine…

Kaiba pulled up to a small house with a yard full of weeds. "This is your place?" Kaiba asked, looking at Yami who glared at the house.

"I hate this place…"

Kaiba blinked and unlocked the doors. Yami got out, stumbling slightly, and let out a hiss in pain. Kaiba noticed this but didn't say anything as Yami unlocked the doors and looked around before ushering Kaiba in.

Kaiba grimaced at the sight in the living room. "You think that's bad, you should see the kitchen, but I would avoid that room as of the moment." Kaiba turned to see Yami looking at him.

He nodded slightly and followed Yami who went up the stairs but missed the last one and fell. "You okay?" Kaiba asked as he kneeled next to him. Yami bit his lip and rubbed his arm.

"I'm fine… I just missed the step." He got up and walked into a room. Kaiba looked around and saw that his was a fairly small room with a bed, a dresser, a night stand, and a large closet which was a walk-in with clothing, drawers, and a mini fridge. The night stand had a CD player on it and a lamp as well as a book that was called The Hollow Chocolate Bunnies of the Apocalypse.

The dresser had little figurines of Egyptian Gods and framed photos. Kaiba looked at one in a silver frame that was a picture of a young Yami with his little brother at a playground that Kaiba remembered taking Mokuba to when they were kids. There was a picture in a red frame of Yami and Yusei in front of an unfinished motorbike with Jack standing behind them, giving them bunny ears.

In a green frame was an image of Yami at about five with Yugi and his boyfriend Jou, all three of them were eating ice cream and were laughing. But in a silver frame was a picture of a one-year old Yami with a lovely looking Egyptian woman with large violet eyes and long red hair with blond bangs.

"That's my mum." Kaiba turned too see Yami looking at the picture.

"Mum?" Kaiba raised an eyebrow.

"My mother was half-Egyptian and half-British. I grew accustomed to calling her that and the fact that I read a lot of British author's books, but Yugi always called her mom."

"Where is Yugi anyway?"

"He lives with my grandfather. After a custody battle in which I got stuck with Hiro."

Kaiba raised an eyebrow and Yami replied to his own statement. "He's my so-called father. I never call him anything other then Hiro or old man, he is not worthy of being my father."

"Where's your mother?"

Yami reached behind the photo of his mother and held up a glass vial with a dark red powder in it. "This is my mother, or at least what I have of her. She was killed and the morgue let me keep some of her blood as a keepsake. She died when I was fourteen."

Yami sighed and turned away from the dresser. "Come on; let's get the hell out of here. I'm going with you to your place until I'm better before Monday, that's when Hiro comes back from his 'business trip' and I can't go to Aibou's because then he worries to much and freaks out."

Kaiba nodded and followed Yami outside and frowned when Yami started moving strange but he panicked when Yami fell over, luckily Kaiba caught him. Yami had passed out and his face was pale as paper. His forehead was on fire and a small amount of sweat had formed on his brow.

"Shit…" Kaiba mumbled as he picked Yami up, along with his book bag, and placed him in his car and headed toward the mansion.

TBC

Yami's sick, not good! And it's still going to get worse from here! I have an idea for Yami in a later chapter in which it involves Yusei's skills with motorbikes. Only one reviewer knew who hurt Yami in the last chapter. Give yourself a pat on the back my dear. Oh, and Yami's only friends are Yusei, Jack, Judai (actually the kid just follows him around) and now Kaiba. Bakura is more of a chum since he prefers to make Yami's life a living hell at school.

Please review so you can see what happens next.