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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,557
Reviews:
25
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0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Just for Your Love
Summary: Malik talks Otogi into going to a therapist about Honda's abuse.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: None.
Author’s Note: This is for the one and only Miri-chan! She guessed what Marik's job was and I rewarded her with this! I’ve ended the anime allusion contest because…well, no one’s come up with anything yet and I’m worried no one will get it so…I’ll think of a random contest later and reward the winner with a fiction of their choice.
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They kissed against the wall, dancing or grinding or whatever, Otogi didn’t care. He could barely recognize the words to his favorite song as Malik ran his tongue up his neck, the Egyptian’s hands undoing his jeans.
They’d decided not to get ice cream and headed straight for Otogi’s apartment and decided to chill out to some music, but when Malik had put in his favorite CD, m-flo’s Astromantic*, they didn’t stay cuddled on the couch for long. They’d begun dancing together and when ever he danced with Malik, he couldn’t stop wanting to touch him and kiss him.
So they’d ended up against the wall where they were now, Otogi moaning and moving his hips as Malik kissed lower and lower, crying out as the last repetition of “Star Struck’s” chorus came on.
Malik engulfed his erection, alternatively sucking gently then hard again, pulling the desire right out of him.
“Malik!” he groaned, fisting the boy’s hair. He pumped into his mouth and closed his eyes, beginning to cry as the session came back to him.
Yeah, he’d slept with Honda that day.
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“Suck it bitch –Ummm, fuck yeah….”
Honda thrust into Otogi’s mouth eagerly, forcing the boy’s head down as he came. Otogi wasn’t ready at all and was forced to swallow, cum running down his chin. He was pulled into a fierce kiss after ward, Honda licking his mouth and chin, laughing.
“You are good, where’d you learn that?”
Otogi panted, gasping and staring at Honda with hazy eyes. “Just –just now…”
Honda kissed him again and they laid back on the couch, the brunette, pulling at Otogi’s school pants.
“Come on, you wanna don’t you?”
Otogi nodded, ignoring the screams in the back of his mind. Honda grinded into him and he moaned, growing hard again.
“Oh, you turn me on so bad…do it again…”
The raven haired boy giggled and helped Honda get his pants off, flinching a little when his boxers were essentially torn off. Honda loomed over him and kissed at his neck, hands up his shirt.
“It’s gonna hurt…”
Otogi was breathing hard, face flushed as his legs were parted. “H-honda? Honda can we go slow? What about –”
That was the first time Honda hit him. He didn’t cry out, he just stared and Honda froze, looking at him. He felt the boy’s hand caress his cheek.
“I’m sorry Gorgeous. I’ll go slow.”
Otogi nodded, but noticed how hollow the words were. Honda pumped him back to life and when the boy drove into him, he screamed, cutting it off with a bit of his lip.
Honda plowed into him. “It’s okay baby! I like it when you scream!”
Otogi just cried and gripped Honda’s shoulders, somehow knowing it wasn’t supposed to be this way.
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Otogi cried and pushed Malik away, the Egyptian falling back onto his ass.
“Otogi?”
The raven haired boy got up, pulling up his pants and ran into the bathroom. Malik looked after him, wondering what had happened. He put his clothes back on and went to the door, knocking softly.
“Baby? Are you alright?”
He heard the shower running and quietly opened the door. He went in and sat on the toilet.
“Are you okay?”
“no…Malik?”
“What?”
“Please come in…”
Malik stripped to his boxers and got in the shower, holding his crying boyfriend, finger combing the tangles out of his raven hair.
I should go kick his fuckin’ ass again! What has he done to you…what did the therapist do to you?! Fuckin’ bitch…I should slit her throat…
After a while, they both got out and the two dried each other quietly, going back in the bedroom and simply laying there.
“Malik?”
“Hm?” the Egyptian had been dozing off.
“I take my shift in an hour. Come with me?”
Malik nodded and kissed the boy’s orchid white shoulder. “I’ll always be with you.”
Otogi turned in Malik’s embrace and scooted closer to him, finding solace under his chin. “I love you…I’m sorry.”
“Like that cheesy movie says, love means never having to say that Baby. You’re all mine. Even if you do wind up crazy, at least we can be crazy together.”
Otogi giggled and they fell into a light slumber, listening to the faint sound of the air conditioner and a forgotten CD.
****
Friday came quicker than the black haired boy thought and when he kissed Malik goodbye outside of the office, he took a little of the boy’s confidence with him. He went in prepared this time, snuggling inside Malik’s Chibi Winged Dragon of Ra hoodie.
“It’s good to see you again…” the woman said, sipping a liquid from a silver thermos. “Are you ready to start where we left off?”
Otogi nodded. “I really just want to skip it sort of. Yes we had sex and he hit me. He hurt me.”
“He raped you, you mean?”
Otogi grit his teeth. “Yes. He did.”
The woman nodded and scribbled away. “You’re ready to acknowledge the abuse, that’s good.”
Otogi sighed. “After…we had sex…he got really sweet to me.”
“How?”
“He wanted me near him and we kissed all the time and he gave me gifts and stuff…”
“But?”
“Sometimes when I questioned him, even in play or tried to say no…he’d get this angry look in his eye.”
The woman wrote several things down and looked at him. “And the second time he hit you?”
Otogi looked down at his hands. “He didn’t just…hit me…”
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“Damn it Honda! I have to work! I have homework I have meetings and deals to make and all sorts of things! You can’t just expect to have me with you all the time!” The raven haired boy swept his hair into a pony tail and reached for a rubber band when he saw the look in Honda’s eye.
“Honda?”
He didn’t even see the fist coming and when it hit, he couldn’t believe it. He crawled over to the corner, screaming and trying to dodge, but it didn’t stop. Honda kept yelling at him, calling him a slut and a whore and that he needed to learn his place. Soon, he was just crying and begging.
He clung to Honda’s pants leg, pleading with him to stop, sobbing when he was kicked again.
“Please…I’m sorry!”
“DON’T YOU EVER RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME!”
Otogi nodded, crying. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Honda, baby, please, I’m sorry I’m sorry!”
“YOU DON’T TELL ME WHEN AND WHERE TO GO! I TELL YOU WHERE TO GO! UNDERSTAND!?”
The boy climbed him, sniffling and nodding, his lip bleeding, his nose bloodied. He gripped Honda’s jacket and cried into his shoulder.
“Please I’m sorry.”
Honda pushed him away. “Go clean up you stupid bitch. Go to your fucking meeting, go to work!”
Otogi sobbed, trying to get closer. “No! No! Don’t make me! I won’t go!”
“I SAID DO IT!”
The boy fled to the bathroom and cleaned himself up, crying the whole time. When he was done, he was more than late. He listened to Honda explain on the phone and wandered back out.
He wanted to look the boy in the eyes and tell him to get out, that he couldn’t do this, but he saw Honda flex his arm as he talked and flinched, a sob slipping out of him. The last thing he wanted to do was make the boy angry.
Honda hung up the phone and looked at Otogi. He gave a smirk.
“I called. Told them you were sick.”
The boy nodded and wandered closer. The brunette pulled him into a kiss and Otogi leaned into it, gripping the boy’s shirt. Honda pulled back, eyes hooded in lust.
“What?” he rumbled.
“I…please…I want to…”
Honda gave a sinister smile. “Hmph. Why should I whore?”
Otogi looked away and leaned on Honda, trying to think of the right response, thinking of something the boy always said when he forced him to give head.
“Be- because…tricks like me…like it –like it up the ass…” he wanted to vomit as soon as he said it, but all was forgotten as Honda started in on him.
It was quick. Honda rammed into with abandoned and it wasn’t as though he didn’t cum, he even enjoyed parts of it, he just couldn’t get the boy’s words out of his head.
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“Is that the way you think of yourself?”
Otogi held himself and whispered. “Yes…”
“Even with your current boyfriend? Does he call you these things?”
Otogi shook his head and started to cry. “Sometimes, when we role play…but then he just calls me slave and I know he’s playing and I like it then…but sometimes…we just get done so fast and he’ll be gone and I’ll wonder if he isn’t seeing someone else…”
“Role playing. Is that something you both consented to in the relationship?”
The raven haired boy nodded. “I…I thought I was being kinky by asking him to dress up in this thing I bought, we were role playing…him…being like…”
“A whore?”
He nodded and the doctor scribbled. “Why did you choose that particular one? To feel empowered?”
Again he nodded.
“And what happened?”
“I found out…that Malik already liked that sort of thing…and he wound up…on top…again.”
“Does that bother you? Him on top? Is he very dominant?”
“No…it didn’t used to be this way…when we first got together…or when we had sex he let me –he liked it. He said he liked it when I pampered him and somewhere along the way…I fell apart…and he’s so strong.”
“He protects you?’
“yes…” he whispered.
“Did this Honda protect you?”
“No…”
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The men grabbed Otogi roughly and he cried out.
“Stop!” he screamed, but they kept groping him and wouldn’t let him off their laps. He called out to Honda, playing pool with his friend Jou.
Honda glanced over and rolled his eyes. He came over and the guys just grinned as they forced kisses on the slight boy and felt between his legs. The guy to his right handed Honda money and they brunette walked away.
Otogi’s eyes widened. “HONDA!” he screamed as they dragged him away. “HONDAAAA!”
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He stopped there, crying and the doctor offered him tissues. “Did he do that often?”
Otogi cried into his hands. “I asked him why and he said it was because he’d seen me flirting with them! I wasn’t! He always told me not to look at other guys so I didn’t! I did what he said and he let them –”
The woman waited until he composed himself and put down her tablet. “I think we’re finished for today –”
“NO! We aren’t!” Otogi pointed a finger at her. “He fuckin’ let them rape me! And he let Yami have me and Jou and he’d watch and even though they were gentle they were still raping me and I can’t even be around Yugi without flinching! It’s sick! HE’S FUCKING SICK AND HE DID THIS TO ME!”
The boy held out his wrists, sniffling. “I tried you know? I told Malik it was an accident. I guess it was, I could only do one then I called 911. It was right after I ‘dumped’ him!”
“When was that?”
“When he kicked my ass so bad I was in the hospital for a week and Yami threatened to go to the police if he didn’t stop! It was because I caught him and Jou in my room! IN MY HOUSE!” He started to cry again. “No one came to see me…except Kaiba and he was so NICE! He even took care of my business while I was gone and I’m the fucking competition! No one came! No one! Not even MALIK!”
He cried into the sweater then. The woman just sat in her chair, her mouth a scowl. The pencil snapped in her fingers and she pulled out a pen. No one deserved this.
“Do you…hate Malik?”
“Never!” the boy looked up. “I’ve never told him. Never. He told me he’d gone by my house all that week and the two weeks after while I healed at Kaiba’s with my home work. He’s so sweet. He didn’t even know.”
The woman laced her fingers together. “Does he know now?”
Otogi shook his head, his bangs flying this way and that. “It’d break his heart and Malik would kill him.”
“Come now, surely –”
Green eyes gave the woman a hard stare. “He would kill Honda.”
The woman nodded and underlined some things on her pad. She looked at the clock and they were five minutes after, but she really didn’t care.
“I want you to know, none of this is your fault. You aren’t the whore, the slut he called you. You know that right? You were a victim through out. All the people who used you, they’re at fault!”
Otogi nodded and stood up, rubbing his arms. “L-look, I’ll see you Monday.”
“Definitely.” She got up and gave Otogi a legal pad. “When ever you think of him, write his name and tear it into a zillion pieces. Believe me, it’s a good stress releiver.”
Otogi took it and nodded, leaving the office.
Malik jumped off the couch when he saw his boyfriend. “Are you okay?”
The boy nodded and hugged him, kissing his cheek. “Malik, it’s not my fault.”
Malik hugged him back and nuzzled him, purring a little. “Of course not Baby…”
“Now…” he pulled back, sniffing. “Let’s get some god damned ice cream. You drive.”
“Kick ass!”
They left the office hand in hand, flipping off the people who gave them dirty looks and zooming off into the ending day.
****
Otogi stood outside the door, glancing at his watch. He hoped nine thirty wasn’t too late. He smiled when a spiky haired boy came and answered the door.
Yami rubbed his eye and yawned. “Otogi? What are you –”
The raven haired boy gave him a swift right hook and spit on the ground. “That’s for raping me you ass hole. It’s for everything! For not helping and for letting him hurt me for so long! I know why you’re a yami now you rotten s.o.b. and I hope you go to hell when you die again! Nothing will erase your sins!”
Otogi walked away, feeling lighter, leaving Yami spitting blood.
When Otogi stopped again, he had to talk to several people to even get to his destination. He knocked on the door and when Ryou opened, he smiled.
“Hi Ryou!”
“Otogi-kun! It’s nearly ten! Would you like tea?”
“Oh, maybe another time. Is Jou here?”
“No, actually, he’s with Varon.” Ryou left briefly and came back with a small piece of paper. “This is the address!”
“Thanks man! You and Dartz behave!”
Ryou blushed and laughed. “Goodbye Otogi.”
Otogi left the area and went hunting up the blond. When he got to Varon’s apartment, he knocked, a little puzzled at the laughter. The door opened and Jou appeared, munching on pizza.
“Otogi?!”
The raven haired boy frowned. “I want you to know something.”
Jou put down the pizza and looked at him, serious. “Yes?”
“You raped me. More than once. And Honda did nothing and Atemu did nothing and when he beat me, you did nothing. How could you Jou. When you went through the same thing? When your own father –” He held up his own hand. “Just tell me why?”
“It made me feel like I was getting’ some power back…it was the wrong way to do it…but I go to counseling for it now…and so does my dad. I know sorry ain’t good enough.”
They looked at each other and Otogi frowned again.
“I hate you.”
Jou nodded. “I understand.”
“YOU’RE AN ASSHOLE!” he screamed, beating on Jou’s chest.
Varon looked alarmed, but Jou waved him back down, asking him to stay seated.
“All I can say is sorry and that ain’t good enough.”
“Fuck you Jou…fuck you…” Otogi withdrew. “I punched Atemu…”
Jou laughed a little. “Did it feel good?”
“No…my hand hurts actually, but it made me feel better. He’s an ass.”
“I know. We’re watchin’ movies. Wanna watch?”
Varon waved good naturedly and held up the pizza box. Otogi smiled crookedly.
“I don’t know English…”
Jou shrugged. “Neither do we!” He laughed and let the boy in. “Malik know you’re out and about?”
Otogi nodded and put his coat on the hanger. “I can’t forgive you now…”
Jou sat back down in Varon’s arms. “I’m not askin’ ya too. I’m askin’ ya to watch these B-movies with us and laugh. We’ll put on Japanese sub titles for ya!”
Varon chuckled and held Jou closer. “You are a bit of an arse luv!”
Jou smiled up at him and they kissed. This made Otogi smile and he grabbed some pizza.
He could heal like this. If Jou wasn’t letting his past stop him, why should he?
****
*FOR MIRI!*m-flo LOVES A.I., Emi Hinouchi, and RUM (Heartsdale) sing the song mentioned “Starstruck” from the ASTROMANTIC album by m-flo. I highly recommend it for J-pop lovers!
*I liked writing this chapter because I really like emotion, tension, abuse type scenes…but ya’ll knew that. ^w^ I love this back round. I’m also glad Yami finally got punched!
*Schwarzwald LOVES m-flo!
Summary: Malik talks Otogi into going to a therapist about Honda's abuse.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: None.
Author’s Note: This is for the one and only Miri-chan! She guessed what Marik's job was and I rewarded her with this! I’ve ended the anime allusion contest because…well, no one’s come up with anything yet and I’m worried no one will get it so…I’ll think of a random contest later and reward the winner with a fiction of their choice.
Heal
They kissed against the wall, dancing or grinding or whatever, Otogi didn’t care. He could barely recognize the words to his favorite song as Malik ran his tongue up his neck, the Egyptian’s hands undoing his jeans.
They’d decided not to get ice cream and headed straight for Otogi’s apartment and decided to chill out to some music, but when Malik had put in his favorite CD, m-flo’s Astromantic*, they didn’t stay cuddled on the couch for long. They’d begun dancing together and when ever he danced with Malik, he couldn’t stop wanting to touch him and kiss him.
So they’d ended up against the wall where they were now, Otogi moaning and moving his hips as Malik kissed lower and lower, crying out as the last repetition of “Star Struck’s” chorus came on.
Malik engulfed his erection, alternatively sucking gently then hard again, pulling the desire right out of him.
“Malik!” he groaned, fisting the boy’s hair. He pumped into his mouth and closed his eyes, beginning to cry as the session came back to him.
Yeah, he’d slept with Honda that day.
“Suck it bitch –Ummm, fuck yeah….”
Honda thrust into Otogi’s mouth eagerly, forcing the boy’s head down as he came. Otogi wasn’t ready at all and was forced to swallow, cum running down his chin. He was pulled into a fierce kiss after ward, Honda licking his mouth and chin, laughing.
“You are good, where’d you learn that?”
Otogi panted, gasping and staring at Honda with hazy eyes. “Just –just now…”
Honda kissed him again and they laid back on the couch, the brunette, pulling at Otogi’s school pants.
“Come on, you wanna don’t you?”
Otogi nodded, ignoring the screams in the back of his mind. Honda grinded into him and he moaned, growing hard again.
“Oh, you turn me on so bad…do it again…”
The raven haired boy giggled and helped Honda get his pants off, flinching a little when his boxers were essentially torn off. Honda loomed over him and kissed at his neck, hands up his shirt.
“It’s gonna hurt…”
Otogi was breathing hard, face flushed as his legs were parted. “H-honda? Honda can we go slow? What about –”
That was the first time Honda hit him. He didn’t cry out, he just stared and Honda froze, looking at him. He felt the boy’s hand caress his cheek.
“I’m sorry Gorgeous. I’ll go slow.”
Otogi nodded, but noticed how hollow the words were. Honda pumped him back to life and when the boy drove into him, he screamed, cutting it off with a bit of his lip.
Honda plowed into him. “It’s okay baby! I like it when you scream!”
Otogi just cried and gripped Honda’s shoulders, somehow knowing it wasn’t supposed to be this way.
Otogi cried and pushed Malik away, the Egyptian falling back onto his ass.
“Otogi?”
The raven haired boy got up, pulling up his pants and ran into the bathroom. Malik looked after him, wondering what had happened. He put his clothes back on and went to the door, knocking softly.
“Baby? Are you alright?”
He heard the shower running and quietly opened the door. He went in and sat on the toilet.
“Are you okay?”
“no…Malik?”
“What?”
“Please come in…”
Malik stripped to his boxers and got in the shower, holding his crying boyfriend, finger combing the tangles out of his raven hair.
I should go kick his fuckin’ ass again! What has he done to you…what did the therapist do to you?! Fuckin’ bitch…I should slit her throat…
After a while, they both got out and the two dried each other quietly, going back in the bedroom and simply laying there.
“Malik?”
“Hm?” the Egyptian had been dozing off.
“I take my shift in an hour. Come with me?”
Malik nodded and kissed the boy’s orchid white shoulder. “I’ll always be with you.”
Otogi turned in Malik’s embrace and scooted closer to him, finding solace under his chin. “I love you…I’m sorry.”
“Like that cheesy movie says, love means never having to say that Baby. You’re all mine. Even if you do wind up crazy, at least we can be crazy together.”
Otogi giggled and they fell into a light slumber, listening to the faint sound of the air conditioner and a forgotten CD.
****
Friday came quicker than the black haired boy thought and when he kissed Malik goodbye outside of the office, he took a little of the boy’s confidence with him. He went in prepared this time, snuggling inside Malik’s Chibi Winged Dragon of Ra hoodie.
“It’s good to see you again…” the woman said, sipping a liquid from a silver thermos. “Are you ready to start where we left off?”
Otogi nodded. “I really just want to skip it sort of. Yes we had sex and he hit me. He hurt me.”
“He raped you, you mean?”
Otogi grit his teeth. “Yes. He did.”
The woman nodded and scribbled away. “You’re ready to acknowledge the abuse, that’s good.”
Otogi sighed. “After…we had sex…he got really sweet to me.”
“How?”
“He wanted me near him and we kissed all the time and he gave me gifts and stuff…”
“But?”
“Sometimes when I questioned him, even in play or tried to say no…he’d get this angry look in his eye.”
The woman wrote several things down and looked at him. “And the second time he hit you?”
Otogi looked down at his hands. “He didn’t just…hit me…”
“Damn it Honda! I have to work! I have homework I have meetings and deals to make and all sorts of things! You can’t just expect to have me with you all the time!” The raven haired boy swept his hair into a pony tail and reached for a rubber band when he saw the look in Honda’s eye.
“Honda?”
He didn’t even see the fist coming and when it hit, he couldn’t believe it. He crawled over to the corner, screaming and trying to dodge, but it didn’t stop. Honda kept yelling at him, calling him a slut and a whore and that he needed to learn his place. Soon, he was just crying and begging.
He clung to Honda’s pants leg, pleading with him to stop, sobbing when he was kicked again.
“Please…I’m sorry!”
“DON’T YOU EVER RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME!”
Otogi nodded, crying. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Honda, baby, please, I’m sorry I’m sorry!”
“YOU DON’T TELL ME WHEN AND WHERE TO GO! I TELL YOU WHERE TO GO! UNDERSTAND!?”
The boy climbed him, sniffling and nodding, his lip bleeding, his nose bloodied. He gripped Honda’s jacket and cried into his shoulder.
“Please I’m sorry.”
Honda pushed him away. “Go clean up you stupid bitch. Go to your fucking meeting, go to work!”
Otogi sobbed, trying to get closer. “No! No! Don’t make me! I won’t go!”
“I SAID DO IT!”
The boy fled to the bathroom and cleaned himself up, crying the whole time. When he was done, he was more than late. He listened to Honda explain on the phone and wandered back out.
He wanted to look the boy in the eyes and tell him to get out, that he couldn’t do this, but he saw Honda flex his arm as he talked and flinched, a sob slipping out of him. The last thing he wanted to do was make the boy angry.
Honda hung up the phone and looked at Otogi. He gave a smirk.
“I called. Told them you were sick.”
The boy nodded and wandered closer. The brunette pulled him into a kiss and Otogi leaned into it, gripping the boy’s shirt. Honda pulled back, eyes hooded in lust.
“What?” he rumbled.
“I…please…I want to…”
Honda gave a sinister smile. “Hmph. Why should I whore?”
Otogi looked away and leaned on Honda, trying to think of the right response, thinking of something the boy always said when he forced him to give head.
“Be- because…tricks like me…like it –like it up the ass…” he wanted to vomit as soon as he said it, but all was forgotten as Honda started in on him.
It was quick. Honda rammed into with abandoned and it wasn’t as though he didn’t cum, he even enjoyed parts of it, he just couldn’t get the boy’s words out of his head.
“Is that the way you think of yourself?”
Otogi held himself and whispered. “Yes…”
“Even with your current boyfriend? Does he call you these things?”
Otogi shook his head and started to cry. “Sometimes, when we role play…but then he just calls me slave and I know he’s playing and I like it then…but sometimes…we just get done so fast and he’ll be gone and I’ll wonder if he isn’t seeing someone else…”
“Role playing. Is that something you both consented to in the relationship?”
The raven haired boy nodded. “I…I thought I was being kinky by asking him to dress up in this thing I bought, we were role playing…him…being like…”
“A whore?”
He nodded and the doctor scribbled. “Why did you choose that particular one? To feel empowered?”
Again he nodded.
“And what happened?”
“I found out…that Malik already liked that sort of thing…and he wound up…on top…again.”
“Does that bother you? Him on top? Is he very dominant?”
“No…it didn’t used to be this way…when we first got together…or when we had sex he let me –he liked it. He said he liked it when I pampered him and somewhere along the way…I fell apart…and he’s so strong.”
“He protects you?’
“yes…” he whispered.
“Did this Honda protect you?”
“No…”
The men grabbed Otogi roughly and he cried out.
“Stop!” he screamed, but they kept groping him and wouldn’t let him off their laps. He called out to Honda, playing pool with his friend Jou.
Honda glanced over and rolled his eyes. He came over and the guys just grinned as they forced kisses on the slight boy and felt between his legs. The guy to his right handed Honda money and they brunette walked away.
Otogi’s eyes widened. “HONDA!” he screamed as they dragged him away. “HONDAAAA!”
He stopped there, crying and the doctor offered him tissues. “Did he do that often?”
Otogi cried into his hands. “I asked him why and he said it was because he’d seen me flirting with them! I wasn’t! He always told me not to look at other guys so I didn’t! I did what he said and he let them –”
The woman waited until he composed himself and put down her tablet. “I think we’re finished for today –”
“NO! We aren’t!” Otogi pointed a finger at her. “He fuckin’ let them rape me! And he let Yami have me and Jou and he’d watch and even though they were gentle they were still raping me and I can’t even be around Yugi without flinching! It’s sick! HE’S FUCKING SICK AND HE DID THIS TO ME!”
The boy held out his wrists, sniffling. “I tried you know? I told Malik it was an accident. I guess it was, I could only do one then I called 911. It was right after I ‘dumped’ him!”
“When was that?”
“When he kicked my ass so bad I was in the hospital for a week and Yami threatened to go to the police if he didn’t stop! It was because I caught him and Jou in my room! IN MY HOUSE!” He started to cry again. “No one came to see me…except Kaiba and he was so NICE! He even took care of my business while I was gone and I’m the fucking competition! No one came! No one! Not even MALIK!”
He cried into the sweater then. The woman just sat in her chair, her mouth a scowl. The pencil snapped in her fingers and she pulled out a pen. No one deserved this.
“Do you…hate Malik?”
“Never!” the boy looked up. “I’ve never told him. Never. He told me he’d gone by my house all that week and the two weeks after while I healed at Kaiba’s with my home work. He’s so sweet. He didn’t even know.”
The woman laced her fingers together. “Does he know now?”
Otogi shook his head, his bangs flying this way and that. “It’d break his heart and Malik would kill him.”
“Come now, surely –”
Green eyes gave the woman a hard stare. “He would kill Honda.”
The woman nodded and underlined some things on her pad. She looked at the clock and they were five minutes after, but she really didn’t care.
“I want you to know, none of this is your fault. You aren’t the whore, the slut he called you. You know that right? You were a victim through out. All the people who used you, they’re at fault!”
Otogi nodded and stood up, rubbing his arms. “L-look, I’ll see you Monday.”
“Definitely.” She got up and gave Otogi a legal pad. “When ever you think of him, write his name and tear it into a zillion pieces. Believe me, it’s a good stress releiver.”
Otogi took it and nodded, leaving the office.
Malik jumped off the couch when he saw his boyfriend. “Are you okay?”
The boy nodded and hugged him, kissing his cheek. “Malik, it’s not my fault.”
Malik hugged him back and nuzzled him, purring a little. “Of course not Baby…”
“Now…” he pulled back, sniffing. “Let’s get some god damned ice cream. You drive.”
“Kick ass!”
They left the office hand in hand, flipping off the people who gave them dirty looks and zooming off into the ending day.
****
Otogi stood outside the door, glancing at his watch. He hoped nine thirty wasn’t too late. He smiled when a spiky haired boy came and answered the door.
Yami rubbed his eye and yawned. “Otogi? What are you –”
The raven haired boy gave him a swift right hook and spit on the ground. “That’s for raping me you ass hole. It’s for everything! For not helping and for letting him hurt me for so long! I know why you’re a yami now you rotten s.o.b. and I hope you go to hell when you die again! Nothing will erase your sins!”
Otogi walked away, feeling lighter, leaving Yami spitting blood.
When Otogi stopped again, he had to talk to several people to even get to his destination. He knocked on the door and when Ryou opened, he smiled.
“Hi Ryou!”
“Otogi-kun! It’s nearly ten! Would you like tea?”
“Oh, maybe another time. Is Jou here?”
“No, actually, he’s with Varon.” Ryou left briefly and came back with a small piece of paper. “This is the address!”
“Thanks man! You and Dartz behave!”
Ryou blushed and laughed. “Goodbye Otogi.”
Otogi left the area and went hunting up the blond. When he got to Varon’s apartment, he knocked, a little puzzled at the laughter. The door opened and Jou appeared, munching on pizza.
“Otogi?!”
The raven haired boy frowned. “I want you to know something.”
Jou put down the pizza and looked at him, serious. “Yes?”
“You raped me. More than once. And Honda did nothing and Atemu did nothing and when he beat me, you did nothing. How could you Jou. When you went through the same thing? When your own father –” He held up his own hand. “Just tell me why?”
“It made me feel like I was getting’ some power back…it was the wrong way to do it…but I go to counseling for it now…and so does my dad. I know sorry ain’t good enough.”
They looked at each other and Otogi frowned again.
“I hate you.”
Jou nodded. “I understand.”
“YOU’RE AN ASSHOLE!” he screamed, beating on Jou’s chest.
Varon looked alarmed, but Jou waved him back down, asking him to stay seated.
“All I can say is sorry and that ain’t good enough.”
“Fuck you Jou…fuck you…” Otogi withdrew. “I punched Atemu…”
Jou laughed a little. “Did it feel good?”
“No…my hand hurts actually, but it made me feel better. He’s an ass.”
“I know. We’re watchin’ movies. Wanna watch?”
Varon waved good naturedly and held up the pizza box. Otogi smiled crookedly.
“I don’t know English…”
Jou shrugged. “Neither do we!” He laughed and let the boy in. “Malik know you’re out and about?”
Otogi nodded and put his coat on the hanger. “I can’t forgive you now…”
Jou sat back down in Varon’s arms. “I’m not askin’ ya too. I’m askin’ ya to watch these B-movies with us and laugh. We’ll put on Japanese sub titles for ya!”
Varon chuckled and held Jou closer. “You are a bit of an arse luv!”
Jou smiled up at him and they kissed. This made Otogi smile and he grabbed some pizza.
He could heal like this. If Jou wasn’t letting his past stop him, why should he?
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*FOR MIRI!*m-flo LOVES A.I., Emi Hinouchi, and RUM (Heartsdale) sing the song mentioned “Starstruck” from the ASTROMANTIC album by m-flo. I highly recommend it for J-pop lovers!
*I liked writing this chapter because I really like emotion, tension, abuse type scenes…but ya’ll knew that. ^w^ I love this back round. I’m also glad Yami finally got punched!
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