I Dream of Ryou

I Dream of Ryou

Mally-chan & hato chiisai

YAOI WARNING

Disclaimer: We to not own Yugioh or I Dream of Jeannie. >.> But hato does own Mikado and Ahmose.

Chapter 14

Ryou was in a fitful sleep when his new master rubbed the bottle, summoning him.

Ryou appeared, looking quite battered. The bottle had punished him through his sleep. He wasn't near the beauty he was when he went in. His entire look had dulled, even his jewels had darkened to match his master's mood, which was dark and angry.

"H-hello master..." Ryou said softly, giving him a fearful look.

The man smirked, liking being called master. "I have my first wish." He said with a sinister grin. "I wish for you to give me the same... customer service you gave your last master. I get as many wishes as you let him have!"

Ryou shook his head shocked. There... was no defined rules for THAT sort of wish. He couldn't grant a wish for more wishes... but... a wish to be treated with the same courtesy? There wasn’t a rule. "Please... j-just three..." he said softly, looking utterly horrified at the seeming loophole this man had found.

"I made my wish! Now grant it, slut!!!" He shouted, raising a hand, threatening to hit Ryou again.

Ryou cringed back, sniffling. "A-alright..." he choked out. "A-as many wishes as you want..." he mumbled brokenly. "Please...j-just don’t hit me anymore...it hurts me..."

The man smirked triumphantly and lowered his hand. "Good boy..." He chuckled. "Now... I wish I had a palace on the peak of Mt. Fuji!!!"

Ryou gasped. "B-but...but if...if you make such big wishes people will know I exist!" he said quickly. "S-surely you'd want to keep me t-to yourself!"

The man laughed maniacally. "Oh, they will know I have you! And they will learn to fear me and the power I will wield through you!!! NOW DO IT!!!"

Ryou stared wide eyed at him. "W-what? You can’t possibly be serious!" he said shaking his head, trembling slightly. "If the world were to learn I existed you'd start a world war! Nations would fight for me! I would have to be hidden away for another thousand years!" he blurted shaking his head. "Please! Reconsider!"

The man growled, and backhanded Ryou. "DO IT, SLAVE!!!" He roared. "Before I beat you bloody with your own bottle!!!"

Ryou yelped loudly, wincing and giving his hands a shaky wave. the world around them seemed to melt, and in a moment, they were in a gleaming palace of Emperor-stylings, atop Mount Fuji. The walls were red and black, decorated with silver and gold etchings, the walls and floors gleamed with jewels and treasures the likes of which no man could have drempt possible.

Ryou panted softly, the pain of another magically inflicted punishment wracking his body, and the effort spent in that spell making him feel all the worse. "F-for you master..." he mumbled pathetically, dropping to his knees, just barely being caught by his invisable cushion.

The man looked around, and grinned. "And now... I wish that any time someone tries to make a strike against me... it backfires!!!"

Ryou whimpered softly, glowing and bowing his head. "Yes...." he mumbled granting the wish. "I-it is done..."

The man smirked and looked around. "And this is only the beginning..." He chuckled.

And indeed it was. The man, whose name Ryou learned was Hiroshi, kept Ryou working until the poor genie passed out from exhaustion, fading into his bottle. And by then, Hiroshi had announced himself ruler of the world and ordered all countries to surrender to his whim or he would unleash the genie's magic apon them in a horrid apocalypse.

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Yami sighed softly. "So...did you hear? Apparently a man named Hiroshi, is taking over the world today." Yami mumbled dully. "I think I can predict where Ryou is, with one hundred percent accuracy." he said to Ahmose, while they watched the news.

Ahmose sighed and slunk down into the sofa. "I can't beleive this... we could have prevented this..." He said. "Gods... how do we tell Marik?"

"We could try getting him in here and turning on another news channel." Yami said shrugging. "I'm sure he'll try something crazy though... and something tells me this guy means big business."

"I know..." Ahmose said. "It amazes me how... reckless this man is! And it makes me regret making him a genie, even if you DID order me to do it... but it was either that or you were going to... well... I don't know WHAT you were going to do with him, you ordered me to make him the obediant slave that he refused to be, and... well... it was all I could think of without making him... a souless shell that did nothing but what it was told... this is all my fault... I should have found another solution..."

Yami frowned. "Well I'm sorry I ordered that of you, even though I don’t remember it. but if you hadn't done what you did, Ryou never would have found Marik, whom he loves deeply.”

Ahmose nodded. "Yeah, but then Ryou would have lived his life, and Marik would be living a normal life and we wouldn't have some New Age Japanese Napoleon Hitler nerd taking over the world."

"But neither would have love. You know as well as I do a slave in ancient Egypt usually died before they even fell in love." he said.

Ahmose sighed. "And if they DID fall in love it often led to their early deaths... They rarely lived to see thirty..." He mumbled, flipping the channel. But the lunatic was on every station broadcasting his new Emperor of the World status.

Yami nodded. "You dealt a punishment, and a blessing Ahmose. Don’t be too hard on yourself...he has you to thank for finding his love." Yami said shaking his head. "Things will turn out right."

"How?!" Ahmose shouted, hurling the remote control at the television. "Have you been WATCHING the TV at ALL?!?!?"

Yami rolled his eyes. "Because despite being an Egyptologist, I still believe that those gods are working, and I doubt this is how they'd let things end." Yami said calmly. "And you KNOW that that much is true."

"No one ever said they wouldn't give us a thousand years under the dark tyrannic rule of a madman." He muttered.

"Way to raise the mood Ahmose." Yami grumbled.

Ahmose turned and gave Yami a look. "Maybe you should make the wish." He said. "To remember. You have power over Ryou that no one else does... and at this point, you can't wait for Marik to make the wish for you while you sleep."

"Ahmose with all the wishes this maniac is making, I could injur Ryou wishing more." Yami frowned. "He can’t grant unlimited wishes in a short span of time, it's likely destroying his soul..."

Ahmose sighed. "Maybe, but... Gods, I don't know..." He mumbled.

Yami sighed. "Why is he giving this guy so many wishes? I thought genies only gave three!"

Ahmose frowned. "Ryou can CHOOSE to give them more. He is only REQUIERED to give three. He chose to give Marik more... I'm guessing that this guy threatened Ryou into giving him unlimited wishes. And who says he's used more than three wishes? All he would have to say is 'I wish I ruled the world' and voila!"

"I don’t think he can... I mean if he could, then why would he go through all this trouble?" Yami said leaning back against the couch. "Why go to the trouble of putting the world on alert... and starting a huge war? Why not just poof and own it?"

"Hmmm..." Ahmose mused. "I don't know... but... Oh, gods, Yami, I don't KNOW!!" He howled, standing and pacing about, anxiously.

"Hey... what's goin' on?" Marik asked, walking into the room.

"Ahmose doesn't know something." Yami chuckled. "So he's having a spaz attack."

"Fuck off!" Ahmose snapped. "Marik, Ryou's new master has taken over the world!"

"..... what?" Marik gasped, eyes widening.

Yami nodded. "Just look." He said pointing to the tv, where once again the maniac was announcing his domination of the world at all costs. "See?"

"Oh gods..." Marik breathed, slowly sinking onto the sofa. "Oh gods... no... no no no... NO!!! Goddammit Yami!" He shouted, turning. "If you had just NOT been a wuss you could have wished your memories back and wished Ryou FREE!!! ONLY YOU can do that!!!"

"Marik, stop it!" Ahmose gasped, running over.

Yami glared. "It's NOT my fault you didn't hang onto him, or that someone broke in and stole him!" He growled. "It's as much your fault as it is mine!"

Marik broke down and cried. "I should have freed him as soon as I got him... I... Gods... I'll never get him back now..."

Yami sighed. "Marik calm down... we'll think of something. This guy can’t be perfect... I'm sure he's going to get careless, just like you were, then we can steal Ryou back."

Marik sighed, then slowly looked up. "Steal him... back...." He gasped, eyes wide.

"Marik? Marik... I don’t like that look on your face..." Ahmose said, warily.

Yami glared at Ahmose. "You were supposed to make me shut up that time!"

"I'm calling Bakura!" Marik gasped and lunged for the phone.

"Oh, great. The perfect man to make things worse than they already are..." Ahmose moaned.

Yami grabbed the phone from Marik. "Are you CRAZY!? You can’t do that! Do you know what that man is doing?! How do you know he wont kill you, how do you know he doesn't have a magic-ed army!?"

"Ryou said a genie can't kill anyone! And Bakura could pull it off!!!" He cried.

"A Genie cant, but that GUY can, or any army he may posess!" Yami protested.

Marik frowned. "All the more reason to get Ryou back, and FAST!" He hollered, and Ahmose rolled his eyes and sat down to let the pair argue.

Yami shook his head, still holding the phone away. "Marik you're being senseless! He's a madman!"

"AND I WILL BE TOO IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME THE FUCKIN' PHONE!!!" Marik roared, lunging at Yami.

Yami yelped and tossed the phone at Marik. "Gods!"

"Inarus, stop that!" Marik howled.

"What?" Ahmose asked, shrugging and popping some popcorn into his mouth from the bowl in his lap.

Yami sighed. "Ahmose, honestly." he glared, tapping his foot.

Ahmose smirked. "What?" He asked again, eating more popcorn. Marik, in the meantime, howled when he found that Yami had removed the phone's batteries.

"YAMI!" He tackled him to the floor and Ahmose grinned.

Yami grumbled, and chucked the batteries at Ahmose. "He's got em!" he shouted shoving Marik off, and bring Ahmose in direct line of Marik's new Tackle-path.

Ahmose snorted and the batteries vanished in mid air. "They're in Yami's ears, Marik." He said calmly, and Marik turned and blinked. The batteries were stuck into Yami's ears and his eyes were glowing like lamps.

Yami glared and pulled them out and tossed them down the hall. "Damn you Ahmose, don’t make me start working Ryou like a Chinese sweatshop woman!"

Ahmose chuckled. "Then don't throw things at me to get Marik to attack me in your stead." He said, watching Marik scramble for the batteries.

Yami glared at Ahmose. "You're going to regret doing things like that if you don’t watch it, wizard boy."

Ahmose chuckled and his eyes began to glow brightly and room darkened. "Oh really..." Ahmose breathed, and before Yami knew it, he was staring down the throat of a black dragon. "Wanna see me breath fire?"

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Hiroshi hummed to himself, reclining in his throne while a large jeweled crown of gold was perched jauntily upon his head.

"Slave!" He called to the little genie staring sadly out of the window. "I want women! LOTS of women!"

Ryou blinked, looking over to Hiroshi. "B-but master... I cannot make someone fall in love with you..." he said softly. "I... I can bring women, but... but..." he bit his lip. "It is out of my power for them to love you.'

Hiroshi smirked. "Then just make them... obediant. And beautiful, and multi-talented."

Ryou shook his head. "I… I cant. it's the same. I cannot... I can’t take the will away from a person..."

Hiroshi frowned. "Bring them." He ordered. "I want a hundred of them! NOW!!!" The greedy lecherous man ordered.

Ryou shook his head. "I... I can’t master, it's out of my power. I'm incapable!" he said shaking his head. "Please... surely there are other wishes you have... th-that I DO have the power to grant..."

"What do you MEAN you're incapable?! I want a hundred women!!!" Hiroshi roared, sitting up and looking, well... a bit crazy.

Ryou whimpered softly. "I can summon women, but they wouldn't obey, or want anything to do with you, they'd wish harm on you master..." Ryou said softly. "I cant change their will, their personalities… I cannot make them obey or love you or serve you..."

The man chuckled. "You leave that to me, dear..." He said in a sinister tone. "Now do it."

Ryou sniffled, bowing his head. "Yes master..." he mumbled softly. With a wave of the hand, one hundred women were crowded into the 'throne room'. Each slowly realizing what had happened, and looking pissed.

Hiroshi chuckled and stood. "Hello ladies. Welcome to my palace. You are all here as my... well, for lack of a better term... Harem. And you will obey my every word without question unless you would like me to... discipline you with my genie here..." And he chuckled.

In response however, were lots of threats, and not a lick of agreeability. What woman would agree to a madman's demands?

Ryou sniffled softly. "Master... I… don’t think this is wise..."

The man laughed. "Let me lay it out for you..." He said. "You disobey or talk back, and you will find yourself naked in the Sahara. Or the Arctic. Or in the middle of the ocean. Or in a pitch black cavern underground. And there, you will die a slow painful death... and then, I will see to it that your home town BURNS!!!"

Ryou gasped and winced. "Master please..." he whimpered, shuddering at the idea of a wish that lead to death. The women were all murmuring worriedly amongst each other as well, glaring at Hiroshi.

Hiroshi smirked and sat back down in his chair. "Welcome to the Palace of the King of the World, ladies." He said, leaning back and folding his hands behind his head. "Slave! Let's give them some... more appropriate clothing..." He said, eyeing one woman that was in overalls, a t-shirt and dirty gardening gloves, holding a trowel in one hand and a ready to plant begonia in the other.

Ryou sniffled. "W-what would you like master?" he asked softly, unsure what stylings of clothes were favored by his master.

The man thought a bit, cocking his head. "Hmm.... some of them in sexy lingerie, some in cheerleader oufits... some in cute little harem clothes... Oh! And bikinis!!!"

Ryou nodded, bowing his head. A wind rushed through the room, and like watching a wave, the women were clothed in groups, just how his master had wished them to be... 25 women to each clothing style, and all looked all the more pissed.

"Ah... lovely. Slave! Give the ones with musical talent proper instruments. I enjoy music." He ordered. "And you ladies... well... I'm sure you can find yourselves useful around here." He pointed at the gardening woman. "YOU may be in charge of my gardens, my dear. I expect to see them flourish, unless you want to die by blood loss when you get covered in leeches in the jungle..."

Ryou nodded, waving his hands once more, and several women had instruments, and after much grumbling began playing soft music, while the rest hurried from the room, to escape the mad-man's attention. Ryou sighed softly, and went back to gazing out the window. "Master Marik..." he sniffed softly.

Hiroshi rolled his eyes. "Slave..." He growled. "Come here."

Ryou stiffened and looked down, going to his master's side, ever-afraid of punishment. "Yes master?" he asked fearfully.

"I am your master..." He hissed. "Not... whoever that guy was! You will NOT call him master!" And he backhanded Ryou. "In fact, you will not utter his name again!"

Ryou winced and held his cheek giving his master a sad look. "b-but..." he cringed away. "Y-yes master..."

The man snarled at the boy. "Stupid little... slut..." He hissed.

Ryou winced once more. "I'm not a slut...." he said softly. "Please do not call me one.."

Hiroshi snorted. "I'll call you whatever I want, Slave!"

Ryou bowed his head. "But... I'm not a slut..." he whimpered sniffling. "Why must you be so cruel?!"

"Are you talking back to me?!" The man shouted, leaping to his feet.

Ryou gasped and inched back. "N-no master..." he said quickly.

"You'd better not be..." The man hissed. "Or I'll make your existence HELL!"

"It already is..." Ryou said softly.

The man's eyes widened, and he raised Ryou's bottle and brought it down on the boy, beginning a merciless beating.

Ryou winced at each amplified blow, each impact leaving a horrible burning sensation that felt as though it were eating away his flesh. Though he made no sounds of pain this time. His heart ached for his lover, and this master had ruined his chances, his hopes at freedom.

The women watched in horror as Hiroshi beat the genie bloody. "You will hold your tongue, you little rat!!" The man screamed, finally stopping the beating. "Little slut! You can't fool me! You can't tell me that you're not a slut! I saw you with that blonde bitch! You can't tell me he wasn't givin it to ya up the ass!" and he slammed his foot down onto Ryou's stomach.

Ryou whimpered softly. "He never did." Ryou groaned painfully. "Genies cannot be aroused... he never touched me." Ryou replied shuddering in pain.

"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT TALKING BACK?!?!?" Hiroshi screamed, and brought the bottle down on Ryou's head again.

Ryou growled softly. "If I were you I'd be more careful with that, if you break it then you lose me!" Ryou howled furiously, though he made no action against his master.

The man blinked and looked at the bottle. "Oh? Hmmm..." He put it into his pocket and kicked Ryou in the face instead. "Now be silent. Do not speak unless spoken to, and then your answers had better be respectful!"

Ryou groaned painfully, curling up into a ball, nodding. His entire body ached with the vast punishment he'd recieved that felt as though it were eating away at the very core of him, his bottle glowed furiously from the man's pocket. "Y-yes master..." Ryou mumbled pathetically. His clothing's colors dulling further, matching his master's mood towards him....which at the moment was dark and deadly.

"Good." the man spat, then turned and glared at the women. "KEEP PLAYING!!! Slave! Bring in a dancer! And a nice bit roast turkey with stuffing!"

Ryou groaned, forcing himself up shakily, and limping from the room to fetch his master a dancer. He collapsed once he'd reached the main hallway and feebly forced himself back up once more, looking at a few of the nearby women desperately. "Please....s-someone dance for him..." he whimpered softly.

The women stared at him, murmuring amonst each other, some worried, and others wanting to hurt the genie more, while still others just wanted to walk away.

Finally, one hurried over to Ryou and knelt. "Are... are you okay, hon?" She asked, petting his hair. "I think you're worse off than we are..." She looked back at the other women. "ONE of you can dance, can't you?! The poor boy is being beaten!"

"That poor boy is the whole reason this mess started!" another girl snapped. "If he weren't around we'd all be where we belong, and a psychopath wouldn't be ruling the world!"

The others nodded in agreeance. "He's nothing but trouble!"

The woman frowned. "You think he WANTED to do all of this?! You think he WANTED to be beaten?!" She stood. "You can't be bitter at him. It's not HIS fault! It's the fault of that psycho in there!!!"

The other girl frowned and crossed her arms. "With out HIM, that psycopath would be harmless!" she said coldly. "It is his fault! He grants that guy's wishes, as many as he can make! Genies are only supposed to do three wishes!"

"Oh, and how do we know that?! Genies are also supposed to be nothing but fairy tales!!!" The blonde woman pointed out.

"Which is where he needs to return to!" the other woman said coldly. "Let him get beaten, Genies can’t die."

"Well, I'm sure he wishes he could..." The woman said and knelt again. "Come on, hon... Can you get up?"

Ryou sniffled softly, nodding. "I am... fine..." he mumbled forcing himself shakily up once more. "P-please...someone dance for… for the master..." he said, his legs nearly giving out beneath him once more. "Please... I... I beg of you, someone please dance..." he said leaning against a wall for support and panting softly.

The woman frowned. "He needs help. He's hurt." She said, and glared at the women. "If someone doesn't go, the genie may not be the only one who gets punished!"

A few of the women gasped, and hurried past to dance, leaving the one argumentative woman to face the kind. "If he dies then that man loses his power." She said sternly. "Let the psycho kill him so we can be done with this."

"Somehow I doubt a genie can die..." The blonde said.

"What does it matter? If he's beaten bloody he can’t grant wishes, I doubt he can grant any right now, just look at him!" The other woman said crossing her arms over her harem costume. "Let him be beaten. He's not even real!"

"You hush! How can you be so cruel?!" The blonde shouted, and slapped the other woman across the face, then went to Ryou. "Come on, now... let's get you cleaned up, dear..."

Ryou shook his head. "Please... I… I'm not worth fighting about..." He said softly, when the other woman glared, and seemed ready to strike back. He limped along the wall. "Just... take care of each other… s-surely someday something will... save us all..." he mumbled looking down.

"I can't just leave you like this..." The woman said, letting Ryou lean on her. "Let me help you... My name is Mai."

Ryou nodded softly, leaning on her and sighing. "I don’t w-want to get you in trouble… I… don’t want to be the one to take a life.... with a wish..."

"Shhhh... it's okay, hon... I can’t just leave you hurt like this..." Mai said, helping Ryou into the first bathroom they came across.

Ryou blinked giving Mai a nervous look. "A-are you sure you should be... caring for me? If master sees… h-he'll surely be angry...."

"He SHOULD be distracted by the dancers by now..." Mai said, wetting a cloth and dabbing at the blood on Ryou's face.

Ryou winced, pulling away. "H-he'll be furious...." he said trembling softly. "please... I... I'm fine..."

"Not until I'm sure you're okay." Mai said firmly, continuing to mop up Ryou's face.

Ryou gave her a sorrowful look. "I can’t die, I'm fine..."

The woman smiled kindly. "That doesn't mean you can't hurt." She said.

Ryou gave her a soft smile. "Sweet mistress..." he mumbled sniffling. "you're kind... to the one that burdens this world... I'm undeserving of sympathy." he mumbled, slowly sinking to the floor, his legs too weak to remain standing.

"I'm sure you never wanted this to happen." She said, petting Ryou's hair. "You're far too sweet... you obviously despise what is going on..."

Ryou nodded sniffling. "I... have no choice. Master's word is law... how I wish someone could steal me away from his cruelty... even eternity isn't so horrible as this... this creature." he said looking down. "I... I was supposed to be... to be freed... I was... going to have a life of my own... th-the freedom of choice..." Ryou felt tears slide down his bloodied face. "he stole me from my only chance..."

Mai gave him a sympathetic look and hugged him. "Shhh..." She said softly, and cleaned Ryou's tears away. "It's okay. Nothing is forever. He won't rule forever... The entire world is rising up to stop him..."

Ryou sniffled. "They won’t win... he's got so many wishes protecting him... a-and he can make more anytime..." Ryou mumbled hugging his head. "He's got amazing a-and unstoppable power, as long as he has me..."

XD!!!!

they just showed a newscast where the reporter was talking about how dry grass is still a concern for wildfires, and suddenly a guy runs by the camera buck naked blowing an air horn!!! And the reporter just acts like nothing happened!!!!

like on tv just now?

(on MSNBC

like JUST now tho

(on the countdown.

yeah

LMFAO!

Mai chewed her lower lip. "What if... what if I could steal the bottle?" She asked.

Ryou perked up slightly. "T-then you would be my mistress, and I would be YOUR genie." He said softly.

The woman smiled. "Maybe... but I would be NOTHING like THIS guy..." She said, patting Ryou.

Ryou smiled softly. "A-anything would be better than this horrible man... Please..." he pleaded softly. "I... I would c-contently serve you... anything you desire... save me."

The woman smiled. "We'll see... but it won't be easy..." She said softly.

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Sglily: Heheh… it’s not just me. My co-author is pretty damn funny herself. But why smack Marik, hmm? And Yami’s not that smart. And they will do something. Next chapter, they will REALLY do something…. Heheheheh…. It’s GREAT.

Cracker: Thank you! Updates all around!!! WOOOOO!!!


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