As promised, the next chapter.
Warnings: drugging. Coercive behaviour. Unwitting participation in a sexual act. Blow job. Fingering. Fighting. Accidental death of a character. Some swearing. I think that just about covers it. Oh, and although Yugi's thoughts reflect the cultural opinions of some, they could possibly be seen as homophobic.
Disclaimer: I still don't own Yugioh.
Chapter. 2.
Pizza Trap.
The following day, Yugi left work at six fifteen and was surprised to find Ryou standing next to his car, waiting for him.
He went over. "Bakura! What are you doing here?"
His friend seemed nervous, and when he spoke it was borderline passive aggressive. "I thought it better to come and see you in person, Yugi, rather than send you a message. Only, your replies to my messages yesterday were a little abrupt, don't you think? I wanted to make sure you were not upset with me."
Put on the spot, Yugi made excuses. "No! Not at all! I was just….tired. But I'm certainly not upset with you!"
Demeanour completely changing, Ryou's face broke out into a smile. "Good. I'm so glad we're still friends. Are you sure you can't spare time for pizza this evening?"
Frowning, Yugi sighed. "Sorry! I really do need to get home. Another day, perhaps?"
"What about tomorrow? Would you like to come over to my place after work? I can make pizza. It's far nicer than shop bought."
Unable to think of an excuse, Yugi relented. "Erm.. okay. I'll, um, see you tomorrow." When Ryou didn't move, he tapped his watch. "I really should be going." He tried to edge his way around him to get to his car door, which Ryou was standing right in front of.
Smiling sweetly, Ryou apologised and stepped aside. "Would you mind dropping me home on your way?" he asked, in a voice that Yugi found hard to say 'no' to.
"Sure," he said, pressing the key fob to unlock the car.
They got in and Yugi drove him home. It was only a short journey, and when he pulled up outside Ryou's block of flats, the blonde turned to him.
"It's very nice of you to drop me home, Yugi. Would you like to come in for a little while?"
Yugi was getting annoyed. "I already told you, I can't!"
Ryou flinched, but he still did not get out of the car. "Again, thank you for the lift home."
"It was no trouble," Yugi said, adding impatiently, "I should get going." He was in danger of yelling at the man if he did not take the hint and get out.
"Yes, of course. Bye." Smiling sweetly, Ryou finally got out, but before closing the door, he peered back in. "See you tomorrow Yugi."
"Yeah... See you tomorrow, Bakura," Yugi said, getting even more impatient. Finally getting the hint, Ryou moved away and pushed the door closed.
Yugi drove home, wondering at his friend's strange, extremely pushy behaviour. Was it because he was lonely? Was it a cry for help?
Perhaps he should ask Anzu what she thought when they spoke this evening, but in the end decided not to worry her.
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The following day, Yugi sat at his desk wishing he had not agreed to have dinner with Ryou. Something was very off, but he just could not bring himself to entertain the possibility that Ryou might have a crush on him.
The easiest thing to do would be to message Ryou to say he could not make it, and then avoid him for as long as it took for Ryou to stop his weird fascination with him.
But, unfortunately, Yugi was the kind of person who did not like to be unkind, and he certainly did not want to let his friend down.
In the end, he decided that he would go and have pizza with Ryou, but if the need arose he would reject him politely and diplomatically, without making Ryou feel like he did not want him as a friend.
It was a decision that was to cost him dearly.
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Ryou was just putting the finishing touches to his pizza bases, when Yugi rang the doorbell.
Wiping his hands on his apron, he went to answer the door, only to see Yugi standing there awkwardly, looking like he did not really want to be here.
"Good evening Yugi!"
"Hi. I brought some wine." He handed Ryou the bottle.
"Thank you! This is perfect. How did you know I like red wine?"
"I didn't," replied Yugi tersely. Ryou blushed.
"Well, thank you anyway. I'll pour us a glass."
Yugi did not answer, but took his shoes and coat off and followed Ryou into the kitchen. He watched, as Ryou poured out two glasses. Taking one, he took a small sip. He had no intention of ending up on Ryou's couch again and would make this one glass last so he could make his excuses and leave early.
"I haven't finished putting the toppings on the pizzas yet," Ryou told him. "I was waiting to see what you like before I did." He gestured at the neatly sliced vegetables and cured meats.
"I don't mind. Any of those, except onion," replied Yugi.
Smiling, Ryou nodded. "Why don't you go and sit down while I finish getting these in the oven?"
Nodding, Yugi wandered into the sitting room and sat down. He sipped at his wine, and not wanting to drink it too quickly, got up again and placed it on the dining table out of reach.
He twiddled his thumbs and looked around the room. His friend seemed to be acting normally, so he did not think he had anything to be concerned about, but that did not mean he could drop his guard.
From where he was sitting, he could just about see Ryou's back as he worked in the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Ryou spread tomato paste and herbs on the bases, and then sprinkled the toppings and cheese on top. Since Yugi said he did not want onion, he left that off Yugi's pizza, but he did add one extra ingredient – a few drops of the potion, altered very slightly for greater effect, that he had used to lace Yugi's drink with the other night.
With the pizzas now in the oven he joined Yugi in the sitting room. "They should take about fifteen to twenty minutes to cook," he told Yugi. "What would you like to do while we wait?"
Yugi was not sure how to answer so he shrugged. "I don't mind." He wasn't sure why, but he tensed when Ryou sat down next to him. It was a little bit closer than Yugi was comfortable with, so he edged away slightly, until he was almost pressed against the armrest.
Ryou turned to him with a sugary smile. "Is something wrong, Yugi? You seem tense!"
Yugi shook his head. "Just a busy day at work."
"Oh, okay. For a moment I thought you seemed a bit annoyed with me again. I was worried I might have upset you."
"No…. I'm not upset," said Yugi tightly.
"Oh! You left your wine on the dining table! I'll get it for you."
Before Yugi had a chance to say he left it there on purpose, Ryou got up and retrieved it. He then sat back down, so close to Yugi that their thighs were touching. Yugi had no room left to move away without falling over the side of the armrest. "Here. Your wine." He handed it to Yugi. Grimacing, Yugi took it.
"Thanks." He took a tiny sip and placed it back down.
Ryou noticed the tension in his shoulders. "Your shoulders are up by your ears! Would you like me to massage them, before they start causing you pain?"
Knowing he was tensing up, Yugi tried to relax them himself. "No, thanks. I'm fine."
"You do like me, don't you?" asked Ryou. "Only, I worry that you're only pretending to be my friend because you feel sorry for me."
Yugi's eyes widened. "Why would you think that?! Of course I like you! I like all my friends! I certainly don't feel sorry for you."
"Then why won't you let me massage your shoulders? I'm good at working out knots."
Something in Ryou's look clouded over. It was slightly dark and sinister, but it was gone in a moment and Yugi wondered if he had been imagining it. "I.. er…"
"Oh! Don't be so shy, Yugi!" Ryou was suddenly kneeling behind him, with his thighs pressed either side of Yugi's body and hands kneading his shoulders.
Not wanting to appear ungrateful or rude, Yugi decided that the best thing to do would be to let him work on the tight knots that were causing the tension to build in the back of his head. And after a couple of minutes found he was actually enjoying the sensation of the tension being eased from his muscles. He did not want to admit it, but Ryou gave a very good shoulder massage.
"There! How's that?" Ryou patted his shoulders. "Wasn't so bad, was it?" He slithered around Yugi, letting his silky blonde locks brush against Yugi's face, and then stood up. "I should go and check the pizzas."
Watching him go, Yugi was confused. What was that all about?
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They sat down at the table to eat. Ryou had sliced the pizzas and placed them on the table, along with a bowl of salad. Yugi thought he had presented it like this so that they could help themselves, but Ryou insisted on putting some slices on a plate for him, as well as dishing him up some salad. He then dished up his own.
Yugi was unaware that Ryou had purposefully dished up the pizza, so that he could serve Yugi pizza that had been laced with potion.
"You're not drinking your wine, Yugi?!" The potion worked better when mixed with a little alcohol.
"I don't like to drink when I have work the next day," Yugi told him. "So I'm making this one last." He could have sworn that Ryou looked disappointed with his reply.
Shrugging it off as Ryou just being a bit strange, he picked up a slice of pizza and took a bite. "This is very good," he said appreciatively around his mouthful. Ryou was a good cook.
Ryou grinned. "Thank you, Yugi. Cooking is another hobby of mine."
"Anzu likes pizza. You'll have to teach me the recipe so I can make it for her." He started on his second slice, and did not see the slightly vicious curl of Ryou's lip at the mention of Anzu.
"I would be only too happy to," said Ryou falsely. A new plan was forming; one where he would invite them both to dinner and get rid of Anzu (his competition for Yugi's affections) by poisoning her.
Yugi blinked. The pizza was making him feel dizzy. A nice sort of dizzy… and a bit horny. He had never eaten anything that made him feel horny before. It was weird, and warming, and more than a little disturbing, especially when he looked at Ryou and found him attractive – that wasn't right.
He shook his head and dismissed the thought.
"Are you feeling alright, Yugi?" Ryou could see that Yugi's pupils were becoming dilated and there was a kind of dreamy look on his face. Yugi nodded, blinking those long eyelashes in an attempt to clear his vision.
"I need to use the bathroom." Anything to get away and try to compose himself. But when he got up to walk, his legs wobbled and he had trouble going in a straight line. It was alarming how quickly he had become unsteady, and he had no idea why or how, unless… the pizza?!
Ryou jumped up and put an arm around his waist to steady him. "What's wrong, Yugi? You're not on any medication are you?"
"No..." Yugi slurred. "What have you done to me?" He felt hot, and started pulling at his shirt collar.
"Me?! I haven't done anything. Here, let me help you." Ryou steered him towards the couch and tried to ease him down gently, but Yugi collapsed heavily onto the cushions, pulling him down with him. Ryou's face ended up buried in Yugi's neck and Yugi suddenly found the fresh smell of lavender and soft feel of Ryou's hair alluring. Ryou tentatively kissed from his neck to his jaw to gauge Yugi's reaction, and was delighted when Yugi fisted his hair, pulled their faces together and started kissing him in response.
Trying not to grin too much at how satisfied he was that the tweaked version of his potion was even more successful than he had expected, Ryou kissed him back fervently. He wondered how far he should take it this time. Was it too soon to have intercourse with him? Ideally, he would like Yugi to consent to that without the need to put him under a spell or hypnotise him, but he was not sure Yugi could be persuaded.
However, given the way Yugi was kissing him, pulling at clothes and touching him, suggested that he might not need much persuading at all!
They both hissed as their erections were exposed to the air, and when Ryou took the opportunity to grind against him, Yugi gasped and Ryou felt his erection twitch. "You're so good, Yugi," he said, as he sat up to completely remove Yugi's trousers and underwear. There was no resistance, so Ryou slid his hand up his inner thigh and pushed his legs apart.
The friction was incredible as they rutted against each other, but Ryou pulled away too soon, earning a disappointed groan.
Kneeling between Yugi's thighs, Ryou smiled down at the view. So vulnerable. So inviting. So sexual. He wanted to fuck this beautiful man senseless and prove to him that they belonged together, but first… Leaning down, he took him into his mouth, and brought him to a delicious climax.
Assuming that the man under his spell was ready for him, he wiped the excess from his chin and, using it as lube, tried inserting a digit, but was disappointed when Yugi flinched and he was met with resistance.
He tried soothing him, but it did not work, and when he tried to again and pressed a finger inside him, Yugi suddenly gasped. "What are you doing?!" he suddenly yelled, wriggling to get free. Ryou flinched back.
"Yugi, I'm sorry!" He looked at Yugi's horrified expression. "You started kissing me. I thought you wanted me!" Yugi was frantically shaking his head.
"Y...you drugged me!" He looked down at his lap. "Fucking Hell! You're trying to have sex with me!"
Ryou gave him his best disarming smile. "Please! Don't be frightened. I love you, Yugi. I want you to love me, too." Yugi kept trying to wriggle free, but Ryou sat on his legs and held him in a vice like grip. "You've never done this before. You're just a little bit afraid. But I promise it won't hurt!"
"Let me go! This is rape!" Yugi yelled frantically.
"No! It's love!" pleaded Ryou. He squeezed Yugi's forearms to stop him struggling, his nails leaving crescent like indentations.
"Get off! You're hurting me!" Yugi wriggled and squirmed, desperate to get away.
"Please, Yugi! I don't want to hurt you! But I will if you don't stop fighting me!" He tried to hold Yugi while he attempted to reach down and retrieve a vial of potion from his trousers pocket, which had been discarded onto the coffee table in front of the sofa, so that he could force it down Yugi's throat to subdue him. This gave Yugi the chance he needed to shove Ryou off as hard as he possibly could and break free.
Already off balance, the shove sent Ryou flying sideways across the coffee table and onto the floor.
Stressed, humiliated, upset, angry and almost hyperventilating, Yugi was in tears as he grabbed his boxers and trousers and pulled them on as fast as he could, before his molester got up and tried to attack him again. But when Ryou didn't move, he paused.
"Bakura?" His so called friend did not answer. Yugi did not think he shoved him all that hard, but he must have done to have knocked him out like this. Either that, or he was winded when he landed.
Tentatively, he walked around to the other side of the coffee table to check. He was wary of getting too close, in case the crazed man jumped up and grabbed him again. Yugi would fight with everything he had, but did not know which one of them would be stronger. If Bakura overwhelmed him and drugged him again, he would be able to do whatever he wanted with him. The thought made made him shudder, and he was repulsed at himself for being just a little but curious as to what it would feel like.
He poked Ryou's foot with his toe. It was floppy. Either he was really good at playing dead, or he was…..
Dread suddenly filled Yugi. "Bakura! This isn't a joke. Wake up!" There was no answer, no sound, and no movement. It also looked like his head was tilted at an unnatural angle.
"Oh, shit," Yugi mumbled, biting nervously on his bottom lip. He grabbed Ryou's shoulder and turned him over. His head lolled to one side as he rolled him, and only then did Yugi see the blank, staring gaze of a dead man.
He stumbled back, hands over his mouth and tried not to scream. What had he done?
Trying to compose himself, he knelt down and felt for a pulse. Nothing.
Fuck! He had killed Ryou.
Breathe, Yugi breathe. Ryou died by accident. You were only trying to defend yourself.
Maybe he should put Ryou's trousers back on him and phone for an ambulance, or the police. He could tell them that Ryou had been drinking and had fallen over.
But, they had been kissing and….. The shocking realisation that he had indulged in an act that had left his DNA on the sofa, and on Ryou, suddenly hit him like a sledge hammer.
They would know what the two men were doing.
They would assume it was consensual.
He was going to be sick.
After only just making it to the toilet, he splashed water on his face and rinsed the vomit taste from his mouth.
If found out, he would be branded a pervert for having indulged in sexual activity with another man.
His honour would be at stake. His marriage as well. He would lose his job.
He could try and explain that he was drugged and taken advantage of, but would they believe him?
Most likely not: sexual assault against a man was still seen as something that was not possible in Japan. Many people in Japan were also still very conservative and refused to even consider it.
After what seemed like hours of pacing and stressing and obsessing over what to do, Yugi made up his mind. But he would need to stay absolutely calm and in control if he was going to get rid of all evidence and prevent anyone from ever finding out what had happened.
Ryou Bakura dead! Sorry Ryou, but you played your role well.
Poor Yugi. He's now left with a terrible dilemma.
