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Mind Fuck: A Repost

By: hyde
folder Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 10
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two

Session 2

During the first red light of my ride home, I unfolded the paper to find a adress scrawled on it. Not what I expecting. A prescription would have made better sense. I knew the place just the same,but why would he offer an adress to me? The decision on whether or not to take this farther was the question. It could be the adress to another place of help but at the same time, due to my knowlegde of the area that wasn't possible. I slipping the note back to where it came, I drove on pondering these thoughts until I reached the gates of Kaiba manor.

"Open."

The door swung wide at the sound of my voice. I caught sight of Mokuba in my reveiw. I could be a yura and order the doors to close. Instead, I played nice allowing him to enter as well. I parked in the garage before carrying myself and my lunch to my room. It was close to dinner time but I didn't feel like eating anything heavy. I set down my bag on the thick scarlette comforter of my large sturdy cherrywood fourposter bed. Such a waste that bed was. It never saw any action except for my solos when I was really desperate.

I wriggled out of my clothes intend on a shower thinking that maybe I would unwind a little before indulging myself in my snack. It's been a while since I had anything sweet or done anything that made me feel good.

I stared at my body in the full length mirror that Mokuba so lovingly graced me with one christmas. I wasn't bad looking. I worked out, I was well endowed, not to mention rich. So why didn't the oppisite sex flock to me?

Because your tainted .

The words floated through my mind as well as the images that I longed to forget. Seeping up from my throat was the bitter taste of bile, but in my mind tasted like something close to oysters or semen. His semen. I wasn't aware that I was on my knees until the soft yet scratchy material of my perisan rug touched the bare skin of the joint. My lips parted as the vile liquid spewed forth from my lips.

"Way to hold your fliuds, Seto." Sneered that all to familar voice in my head.

Suddenly, I once again felt like that scared little boy, cringing in the corner. Blood flowing freely from the cut on my buttom lip as the white semen dripped from my lips mingling in with crimson of the blood.

Gozobaro. I would never truly shake what he did to me that day. Never. I knew that others could see what I was done to me. They had to. There was no other explaination as to why women stayed away.

I turned the knobs to the tub on decided that I would take a bath instead of a shower. While the water ran I retrived the bag from it's place on the bed. Just as I was opening the door that connected the bathroom to my bedroom, a knock was heard,"Kaiba-sama, dinner's ready." Called the voice of my new maid, Yuna.

"Not, tonight. I'm not hungry." I replied.

"As you wish."

I waited until I heard her footsteps retreatimg before I headed back into the bathroom. The water was just right as I slid down into it, wishing that I had added some bubbles. I dug around in the bag for my box pokey, finding it, I tapped out a stick eating it slowly, savoring every sweet strip of the confectinary treat. After every thrid one I drink a swallow of soda after it. When my snack was finish, I was left to with nothing but my own thoughts.

Lately thoughts were none too plesant. I went for the razor that I kept on the edge of the tub. Holding my arm out steadily, I scrapped the sharp metal over slick flesh. My skin tingled as the blade bit into the well lubed skin of my wrist. The blood flowed freely from the small cut, starting off as a small bead of red before rolling around my wrist collecting and gaining more until finally dropping into the water. I repeated the action until the water ran cold.

Shivering, I grabbed up a towel,wrapping it tightly around slender hips I headed back to my room. The night was still young and didn't have anything special planned. The files I had mention earlier were non existant. The adress. Curiousity as to why he given me it was starting to take it's toll.

I quickly went for something conventinal in my closet.I threw on white tee I hadn't worn since ever, a pair of fainted blue jeans and tan tims. Now dress, I snatched up my jacket from earlier removing the slip of paper. My eyes scanned over the address once more. It would take me an good hour or so to get there.

I snatched up Mokuba's black jean jacket as I rushed downstairs heading for the kitchen. I threw the jacket over my shoulders as I neared my destination. Mokuba wore clothes big so the jacket fit me better then it did him.

"Mr. Kaiba." Called the voice of Yuna who was dressed for leaving,"You don't need anything else of me tonight, right?"

I shook my head no. There was nothing else she could do or offer me that I would accept.

She nodded, walked by me as I headed back to where she once stood. I opened the door that lead to the garage, mentally trying to figure what carr that I could take that wouldn't draw attention to myself.

The sable.

I hit the button on my key ring opening the car door. I then slid into my black meruary sable, as I did, I realized something, all my cars are black. I laughed out loud to myself taking in the hauntingly sinster sound of my own laughter. How wonder I didn't laugh often. getting a hold of myself I started up my ride.
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I kept my eyes trained on the side of the street looking for the small alleyway. Yes, the paper was directions to an alleyway. I knew the surrounding area, it was the alley that I wasn't sure about. As I neared my destination, I parked acrossed the street, turned off the car and locked up. There was no light coming from the alley, save a glowing orange ember from the tip of a cigarette.

"You, SK?'' Called a voice from behind the glow.

I nodded as the thick clouds of smoke rose from where I suspected the head should be. I fanned it away.

"The doctor sent me." I explained.

I wasn't sure but it looked as if the figure nodded. He slinked off the wall and further down the alleyway, I followed. He could be tryna kill me. I told myself as we neared the end. There was a small circle of light up a head. He stepped into it. I gasped, shocked. He looked no older then ten. He was tri haired, short of course, and had the biggest most innocent looking eyes I'd ever seen.

"Here." He said digging a small bag out of the pocket of his engolfing hoodie.

I stared at the bag. It was filled with blood red pills.

"I'm sorry. I don't understand."

"Listen big shot, smoke one of these before-"

I rasied a hand to silence him.

"Smoke? You swallow pills."

He rolled those eyes of his.

"Not these. Place it in a pipe, light up and inhale before bed." He explained as I took the bag from him still feeling quit leery about smoking pills.

"But-"

"Look, those are the doctor's orders. He wants you to try it twice before your next session.Okay?"

I nodded. I was mad that I had a toddler telling me what was best for me but I grinned and beared just the same.

"Do, I have to pay you for these?"

"What do you think?" He snapped.

I pulled a twenty from my pocket placing it in his chubby hands.

"Cheapass." He muttered as I turned heading back towards the beginning of the alleyway.

I didn't care, I just clutched the keys to a goodnight's rest in my hands as I headed back to my car.
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The house was empty making me feel at ease considering that I had drugs in possession. Drugs that required a match. When there was a match, there usually was a smell that went along with it.

I locked the door just the same. I glanced at the clock on my nightstand: 9:30. Not bad a time to try to go to sleep. I leaned back on the bed, fishing out the bag from my pocket. I dumped the contents out not surprise to find that they had provided me with a pipe. All I needed now was a light.

I went for my dresser producing what I was lacking. I then popped the pill into the pipe lighting the flame and bringing it down on the red bead. The pill caught, cackled and started to smoke. The smell coming off was similar to burning flesh. Odd.

Pushing all fears aside I placed my lips on the piece inhaling deeply. My lungs were on fire! I tried to kick the smoke back out only choke on it. My eyes rolled into my skull as I felt myself sinking into the pillowy softness of my bed. What the fuck was happening?
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