Kitten

Kitten


AN: We know that people are a little surprised with the way Yugi
is acting in this, but he has good reason. He’s been forced
to watch them manipulate Ryou into a pet of sorts, unable to get
close enough to help, for about 3 and a half years. That, and I
figure Yugi's been hanging out with Yami all this time. He is in
his senior year at DH, he’s grown up a little, not so shy
anymore. He really hates Bakura but of course there is another
reason for it as well, but it’ll come up later.

And It’s just Bakura that makes him cuss like a
sailor.
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Mokuba looked up at him panting heavily then fell against
him.
"MOKUBA!" Yami cried out, catching him. He gently guided him
to the living room to lay down on the couch."Mokuba! What
happened?"
Mokuba looked up at him for a moment as if trying o remember
why he was here. "I... was... I cant make it home... can I borrow
your shower... that's all I want."
Yami titled his head, not believing the boy but nodded. He was
about to say something when the door slammed and Yugi's voice
rang out.
"THAT SON OF A BITCH!"
Yami turned, moving to the hallway to regard his light.
"What's wrong Yugi?"
"That stupid fucking yami, Bakura, ts whs what! He thinks he
is all high and mighty!" Yugi said, his face contorted in
anger."Ugh, I swear! What I would give just to shove that ring up
his ass!"
Yami's eyes widened then he put his hand over his mouth to
cover his snicker.
"I'm serious! Yami! I saw him at the grocery store with
Malik," He s rem remembering the bags he had in his hand. He took
them in the kitchen and set them on the counter.
"So? Is it against the s tos to shop now?"
"Yeah! BUT DAMN! He acts like God died and gave his title to
him! Ugh.. You know how I feel about all that!" he said, calming
himself down a little, looking down sadly.
"Its ok Yugi I know how you feel about him." Yami said putting
a hand on his shoulder, "Can you do me a favor? Start a hot
shower."
Yugi nodded, but didn't really move to do it. he was to
distracted as tears started to well up in his eyes."And I can't
do anything. Every time I try to get close to him, they pull him
away from me. They treat him like a fucking pet.....
literally!"He yelled causing Mokuba to sink lower onto the couch,
hoping that Yugi wouldn't notice him.
Yami nodded."I wish we could help him but for now I cant think
of a way to do so."
"God, Yami! They got him addicted to drugs so they could
freaking control him!!" He shook his head and turned away to put
the milk up."And... And, fuck it." He said, slamming the door
closed.
"He's not lying you know." Mokuba added quietly.
Yugi's head snapped to the other, blinking in
surprise."Mokuba!" He said, pleasantly surprised, "What brings
you here?"
"Ahh. Would you believe a shower? Brother is having our
bathrooms remodeled, I have a date tonight and Yami is being nice
enough to let me use yours."
Yugi's eyes raked ovis bis body, taking him in."You look like
you've already had a date.."
"That was only phased one. The rest is later." He said with a
forced laugh. "Can you point me into he right direction?"
"Mokuba..." he said softly, walking over to him."What
happened, tell us."
"Nothing happened." He said
"Don't lie. Tell me. We can help"
Mokuba looked away. He wasn't sure how to explain, he didn't
want to explain. He didn't have to. "It my business! If I cant
use your shower I will try somewhere else." He said pushing to
his feet and headed for the door a stain on blood left on the
couch
"No.. no. You can use it. It's down the hall. One door past
the bedroom."He said quickly and glanced at Yami questioningly
who looked away shaking his head in disbelief.
Mokuba turned. "Really? Thanks a lot." He headed in the
direction Yugi had indicated then fell against the hallway wall,
tears filling his eyes. He had to make it, he didn't need help,
despite everything he was still a Kaiba, for now.
"Mokuba.." Yugi started, ready to reach out to help, but Yami
stopped him.
"Leave him. He wont appreciate anyone's help right now. Kaiba
pride and all." He murmured.
Yugi bit his lip."If you need us, Mokuba, just say. We'll
help. No matter what!"
Mokuba pushed away from the wall unaware of the blood trail
that he left behind as he walked. He went into the bathroom and
then closed the door. He leaned on it then slid down it groaning
in pain.
Yugi looked at Yami desperately. "What happened?"
"I'm not sure. He knocked on the door then collapsed on me
with out a word. You got home before I could question him."
Yugi shook his head."God, this is a fucked up day." He said,
walking over to rest his head against Yami's shoulder.
Yami wrapped an arm around him hugging him tightly. "I know."
He said then tilted his head.
Yugi's sighed and relaxed into the hug."Why is it that the
people that need my help, I can't get to?"
Yami shrugged. "I don't here water. You should go to him now,
despite everything."
Yugi pulled back and nodded."Yeah.. I..." He looked up at
Yami, wanting some sort of guidance."I love you, my Yami." He
said, placing a kiss on the other's lips.
"I love you too. Be kind and don't push him to hard. Try to
figure out what happened though if you can."
Yugi nodded and pulled from his Yami lover and turned to go to
the bath.
Mokuba was starring in the mirror at himself, mostly the
collar and sighed.
'Slave'
It was a scary feeling that he might end up being forced to go
back there if Seto disowned him. He shuddered.
Yugi knocked softly."Mokuba, please let me help you."
Mokuba turned starring at the door. "I'm fine!" He called.
"Please, Mokuba. I love you, I wanna help."
Mokuba hung his head. "I like you a lot Yugi. That's why I
don't want you to see me."
"Trust me, there is nothing to be ashamed of. Please."He
begged.
Mokuba whimpered then looked up at his reflection. One wrist
cut, the other mangle through rope burn. Blood both fresh and
dried along with other bodily fluids. Then there was the damn
collar and just the look in his eyes. He shook his head.
"Y-yugi..."
"Please." Yugi begged desperately."Let me help. Are you
worried about what your brother will think?"
Mokuba started to laugh but it turned into a sob. "He'll know
in very little time at all."
"Fine then, Mokuba." Yugi said, using the I'm older' voice.
"If you don't open this door right now, I'm going to call him!"
He winced at his own words, not wanting to use such underhanded
tactics to help the boy, but he didn’t know what to do.
"No! Don't tell him! I want... a little time... before he
hates me!" Mokuba sobbed then went over to unlock the door.
Yugi looked up at him, his purple eyes concerned."Mokuba..."
He said soothingly."Talk to me, please."
"Please. Shower first."
"Yugi nodded, "Do you need me to help you, please don't be
afraid to ask."
"I... please..."
Yugi nodded and closed the door behind him."Here, let get you
out of your clothes. I'll have Yami wash them while your in the
shower."
Mokuba nodded. "Thanks Yugi."
Yugi smiled at him, and lifted off his shirt.
Mokuba closed his eyes glad that there wasn't as much damage
to this area of his body.
"Can you get your pains or should I?" he said, not totally
sure if he should do that.
Mokuba closed his eyes then nodded. "Can you help me? I don't
want to fall." He murmured.
"Okay," Yugi said, his hands going to the young mans paints.
Soon he had unclothed the boy and took him in, his eyes full of
worry. It was obvious just what happened. "Oh, Mokuba..." He
said.
Mokuba shook his head. "I'm ok... but Seto..."
"No matter what, surly he will understand this!"He said,
puling him into a hug.
"He wont! He hates him so much! He said to stay away from
him!" Mokuba cried then hid his face in the hug.
Yugi blinked, knowing just who he was talking about."Mokuba,"
he said again, his voice soft but firm."I need you to tell me
what happened."
"I just wanted to get Seto's card back was all... I didn't
know he was there... then Ryou..."
Yugi rubbed his back soothingly, not interrupting, afraid he
wouldn't tell him.
"I didn't want to.. just wanted to go home.. but he gave him
drugs... "
Yugi closed his eyes tightly, not having to guess to hard.
Ryou would do just about anything if Merik coned him with the
right type of drug."Shh... It's okay. I understand."he soothed,
petting his hair softly even though his rage was almost about to
boil over.
"It wasn't his fault... but he... made him... hurt me... said
to make me... bleed... then he... he... he..."
Yugi nodded, this all sounding right."Go on." He softly
insisted.
"He took pictures... and is gonna send them to... Seto. I just
know it!" He sobbed then started to cry again and Yugi’s
heart broke with each tear.
"I'll be here for you, I promise. Now lets get you cleaned up,
okay?"He said as he stroked the other’s black hair.
"Ok." The boy murmured, nodding weakly.
Yugi tried to smile bravely for him as he reached over to turn
on the hot water so it could warm up.
No one could ever understand how much Yugi hated Bakura.