Hey guys! It's me, Recette! And I'm back with another chapter of Sweetened Pain! Thanks to everyone who reviewed (Bakurafangurl91, Lady Broken Doll, and Miqu), favorited, or followed my story, 'cause it really means a lot to me!
Yami: ...
Recette: What?
Bakura: Must you use us for your twisted, demented, desires?
Recette: Hey! What's so twisted about wanting my two favorite characters from my favorite anime to be together? Besides, I'm already working on more one shots with you two in it... *rubs hands evilly* Anyway, enjoy the chapter!
This was going to be awkward.
After one kidnaps someone else, you'd think they'd have a designated spot to put said person after they'd kidnapped them. Unfortunately, Bakura had forgotten this and was currently pondering as to where he should put his unconscious victim. Ryou would definitely notice if he brought an unconscious human being through the door with him, so he'd have to think of something else.
"Ah." Wandering crimson eyes fell onto a small building hidden behind a few trees. "That'll do for now."
Truth be told, Bakura didn't even know if the 'shed' belonged to him. But, it was only a mile or two away from Ryou's house, so he decided to claim it nonetheless.
Scooping the smaller male into his arms, Bakura stared at the slightly younger man (he assumed he was younger due to his size and complexion, although he could be wrong) before proceeding towards the shed. A good amount of trees sheltered it from being easily discovered, and it was in surprisingly good condition for something that had been seemingly abandoned.
The door let out a haunting creak, but Bakura ignored it and shut the shaking wooden frame behind him. Yami was beginning to stir, so the albino knew he needed to make this quick, or else he'd have something akin to a tiger on his hands.
After utilizing the rope he'd discovered in the one of the corners of the shed and tying Yami to a metal hook on the wall (which Bakura assumed had been used to hang tools) and handcuffing the youth's ankles, Bakura took a few steps away and admired his work.
Unfortunately for him, Yami decided to awaken at that same moment.
And unfortunately for Yami, Bakura decided to gag him at that same moment.
The latter action didn't prevent Yami from sending Bakura death glares and demanding his release, but the older youth only chuckled quietly and sent Yami a mocking glare.
"Took you long enough," Bakura said with a yawn. He grinned, "I've been waiting, you know. And I don't like to be kept waiting."
Yami rolled his eyes before sending Bakura a glare, but made no effort to retaliate.
"I hope you like this place, by the way." The white-haired Brit nodded towards the shed's door, "Because you'll be here for quite awhile."
The other raised an eyebrow and narrowed his eyes once more.
. . .
"I'm coming!"
Kisara left Seto's side and quickly strode over to the front door. The only reason she hadn't asked Seto if he wanted the person behind said door to enter was because she recognized that voice. And the distress in its tone only added to the worry that was beginning to build in her heart.
"Yugi?" The white-haired woman knelt in front of the boy, who had tears slowly crawling down his cheeks, "What's wrong?" She asked worriedly.
"I can't find Yami..." He replied quietly, struggling not to burst out sobbing. "...he's not home."
Trying to comfort the distraught boy, Kisara suggested, "He could just be out with a friend."
"No, he promised he'd be home by the time I got home."
Yugi sounded so sure... but Kisara didn't blame him. Yami always kept his promises, no matter what. He'd traveled across Japan to just to make it home in time for Yugi's 10th birthday. The memory was fond, but the present - not so much.
"Maybe he went for a walk?" Kisara offered again, not wanting the boy to worry. She herself was beginning to worry.
"He would've texted me first," Yugi swallowed and wiped his eyes, "o-or left a note."
The white-haired woman bit her lip in thought. This doesn't make sense. If Yami isn't home and he didn't tell Yugi where he went... just where is he?!
"Seto..." Kisara turned and looked the stone-faced CEO in the eye, "...do you know where Yami might've gone?" She forced a smile, something she wouldn't have had to do if Seto wasn't doing what he was doing to Yami, "You are his boyfriend after all."
"Why should I know or care where he is?"
Seto's cold reply shocked Kisara.
"You don't really mean that, do you?" It took all she had to keep her voice calm and level. How could he say such a thing? Yami was missing and he didn't even care?
"Maybe I do, and maybe I don't." He stood from his desk and sent her a cold look. "Just leave. There's no reason for you to remain here, is there?"
Kisara frowned and opened her mouth to retort, but one whimper from Yugi changed her mind. The boy obviously wanted to leave and find his brother. Gripping the young youth's hand tightly, Kisara slowly guided him out of the large 'Kaiba Corp' building, her mind set on finding out just what had happened to Yami.
. . .
Bakura was slowly becoming bored. A silent captive wasn't a pleasing one. And so, off came the white cloth that had been fixed between Yami's teeth.
"What do you want with me?" was the first question out of Yami's mouth.
The other grinned, "Think about it." Bakura didn't expect Yami to figure it out, but the 'guesses' the latter was going to take would surely amuse him.
"Ransom money?"
Bakura raised an eyebrow. "Where ever did you get that idea?"
Yami shrugged and fidgeted uncomfortably, "Well, my 'boyfriend' is the richest man in Japan, is he not?" Bakura couldn't help but notice that despite Yami's words he didn't sound sure of himself.
"True..." The albino smirked, "...but I want you to myself."
Yami didn't appear moved, "And what if I don't want you?"
"As if you don't."
"I just met you!" The tri-color haired youth protested, glaring when Bakura laughed softly. "Also, you've kidnapped me and locked me in a shed. Why would I even think about loving you?"
"What," the grin widened, "are you afraid of cheating on your boyfriend? Are you that much of a goody-two shoes?"
Yami's facial expression softened for a moment. "It wouldn't matter."
Bakura blinked, curious, before his grin fell into a small smirk. "What, is he cheating on you?" Though he laughed once again, Bakura couldn't ignore the odd feeling bubbling in his stomach. Was he... sympathetic?
"Kind of." Yami's answer surprised Bakura little. Why was he spilling his love life to the man who'd kidnapped him? Was it that bad?
Bakura eyed Yami for a moment before shrugging, "Then why should you feel 'guilty' about ditching his arse?"
"Because I love him." Yami replied quietly. Even if I love him, it's not like he loves me. But I can't just ditch him for some mysterious person I've just met. That's too rash.
"Keep telling yourself that." Bakura shook his head and pushed himself off the creaky floorboards, sending Yami once last glance before walking away without another word, leaving the other to himself.
. . .
"Here," Kisara placed a glass of lemonade in front of Yugi, "this will make you feel better." She watched him with a motherly gaze as he slowly drank the lemonade, a smile soaring briefly across her face.
"Miss Kisara?"
"Yes, Yugi?"
The boy twiddled his thumbs, "Where do you think Yami went?"
"He's been very stressed lately, Koibito." Kisara replied softly. She looked out of the window and studied the yellow-green leaves that adorned the trees, "He might've gone for a walk and forgotten to tell you."
"I guess you're right..." Yugi said reluctantly. He perked up a little when he saw Kisara scrolling through the contact list on her cellphone. "...who are you calling, Mrs Kisara?" He bowed his head timidly, "If you don't mind me asking."
She smiled brightly, "I'm calling your aniki." Yugi nodded his head excitedly in agreement as he watched Kisara press the device to her ear.
"Atem? Hi, it's Kisara. Yes, I'm doing well, thank you. Well, your cousin Yugi - yes, he's fine - would like to stay with you for a bit. Can you come to my house, please? Thank you. Oh, Yugi wants to speak with you."
The boy eagerly grabbed the phone, thanking Kisara politely (and hurriedly) as he did so. "Hi Atem!"
"Hello Yugi. How are you?"
"I'm doing..." Yugi glanced up at Kisara, who sent him an encouraging smile, "...okay."
"Why just 'okay'? Is something wrong?"
"We can't find Yami..."
"I'm sure he's alright. Don't you remember that time he destroyed that wasps' nest and got stung, yet he barely flinched?"
Yugi giggled, "Atem, he cried for five hours."
"Hah! I knew it. He keeps denying it though, so when he gets back, you and I are going to have to convince him, alright?"
The younger nodded even though Atem wasn't there to see it. "Yup!" The smile currently on the little boy's face widened, "See you soon, aniki! Love you!"
"And I you, otouto."
. . .
Yami sighed in an attempt to release some of the frustration that was building up. He didn't know what to do. After it had cleared, the first thing that had come to his mind was escape. But one glance around told him there wasn't anyway he could escape. There weren't any windows (and if there were they'd been boarded up), nor had Bakura left the door open.
Just how am I going to get out for here?
Glossary:
Koibito = "sweetheart" in Japanese
Aniki = "older brother" or a way to address a superior in Japanese
Otouto = "younger brother" in Japanese
Okay, just a heads up: I know a lot of you guys are probably wondering why the heck this chapter wasn't just Bakura and Yami duking it out verbally. Well, future chapters will be made up of that so I just wanted to show a bit of Yami's background/his relationship with friends, family, etc. which I plan to do with Bakura as well. ^.^ (And I know both Bakura and Yami are a little OOC, but I promise it's for a reason)
(P.S. Yugi's age in this fanfic is about 10 years old, which is why he acts so... I guess you could say... childish? I have a 9 year old brother and he acts that way, soooooooo...)
See you all next time!
Recette