Tales Of Death

rape, minor, shouta

There is a saying that "You hurt the ones you love" Well I hurt the characters that I love.

This chaper has the rape, minor, shouta warnings. Joey is going to be very evil and Mokuba is going to suffer.

Joey X Mokuba rape, minor, shouta

Warning: rape, minor, shouta

The warning has been listen four times you do not have any exuse now.

Don't own.


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The teacher's voice was exceptionably annoying today but not annoying enough to account for his throbbing headache. Finally the bell signaling the end of class brought both a blessing and a curse. The loud chime jabbed him right behind the eyes and made him grind his teeth.

"Are you okay?" Yugi was by his side as they left the class room.

"Just a headache but it is going away." Outside they separated. Yugi had to help in the game shop while Joey was supposedly going home. Instead he chased down a certain tall brunet classmate who was about to get into his limo. "Hey Seto." He called out without thinking.

"Kaiba, I told you to call me Kaiba." He was visibly annoyed and looked at his watch.

"You weren't saying that last night." Moving forward he ran one hand up Kaiba's arm.

"What do you want Wheeler?" He shrugged off his hand stepping back.

"I was wondering if you want to do something tonight." Seto's look darkened a little as he sighed.

"I promised to spend some time with Mokuba tonight."

"Oh okay, well I'll talk to you later." Turning he left Kaiba to get driven home in a limo while he walked home.

On the way home Tristan passed him on his motorcycle then stopped. "Hey man want to do something?" Se stopped in his tracks. It was Friday and he really didn't want to go home. The situation with Kaiba angered him a little and Tristan had a cousin who owned a bar that would serve them as long as they didn't get caught.

"Sure." He climbed on the back of the bike as Tristan sped away.


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"You wouldn't believe the nerve of that asshole." Joey threw back another shot. "Yesterday I was helping Mokuba with his homework and then he went to play with a friend. Next thing I know Kaiba's home and has me pinned to the couch naked." He hadn't even asked for another drink but there it was so he drank in.

"Was he any good?" Tristan slurred to his side probably barely listening.

"Fuck yeah. He's got a tongue you wouldn't believe and is hung like a horse." To his side Tristan was gagging comically. "Oh shut up. You're just jealous you're not getting any."

"As if. So what the hell happened? Why aren't you at his place now getting drilled by his huge cock?"

"Because that fuck probably thinks I was just some one night stand. I just have to try and not get attached. Kaiba can't love anyone but Mokuba."

"I love that little cutie. He looks like a girl with all that hair." Joey put down his newly empty glass and looked at Tristan. The brunet had his head cradled on his arms and was murmuring incoherently about Mokuba's hair or something. Not thinking strait he dropped all his money on the counter and snagged Tristan's bike keys.

Somehow he drove the bike all the way to the Kaiba mansion without crashing or getting pulled over. He just dropped the bike on the side walk and stumbled towards the front door. After several misses he finally hit the doorbell but couldn't hear it so he punched it a couple more times until the door opened.

"Joey what are you doing here?" Mokuba was in his pajamas and his hair was in disarray.

"Where is your brother?" He pushed past the boy and stumbled drunkenly into the main room.

"He is at work. I was waiting for him and fell asleep on the couch." The little boy rubbed cutely at his eyes whipping away the sleep.

Joey looked down at the boy and wondered what the hell was so great about this little snot. Sure he was cute but that was all. "Hey why isn't you brother home?" He had heard correctly earlier, Kaiba had said that he was going to spent time with the brat.

"He's at work. I told you that already. He always works late on Fridays because everyone else like to leave early.

"He lied to me." He mostly whispered to himself but Mokuba heard it and looked up at him from beneath black bangs. It was teeth rottenly cute and his drunken mind snapped. "Come here you little shit, lets play a game." His hand shot out twisting into black locks and yanked roughly. "You are going to show me Kaiba's room."

His mind had sobered up enough to steady his steps as he dragged the screaming boy up the stairs. He only tripped once when Mokuba abandoned scratching at his hand that was holding his hair to punch a small sharp fist into his stomach. In retaliation he smacked the boy across the face. His large hand and strength throw the boy to the floor and broke the cheekbone. He heard the snap and felt it shift under his palm.

Wrapping his fingers around the neck of the sobbing boy he hauled him to his feet. He had to mostly drag Mokuba who was holding his face and crying uncontrollably. "Shut the fuck up of I'll hit you again." This of course made him cry harder making Joey groan. Once upstairs he didn't have the trouble finding Kaiba's room that he thought he would.

It was a big room with big stuff and a lot of space. Joey threw the boy onto the bed and sunk his fist into the his stomach. Mokuba let out wet whoosh of breath and curled up into a ball. One arm wrapped around his hurt middle and the other hand continued to hold his bruised and bleeding face.

At one end of the room sat a desk covered in files and pieces of electronics. In a drawer he found and palmed a box cutter. On the bed Mokuba was still curled up and crying. Joey ignored him and went into the large walk in closet finding right away something he could use.

"Hey kid its play time." Smiling evilly he made his way over to the bed holding the knife in one hand an four ties in the other. The sound of his voice brought Mokuba's head up. He immediately gasped and pushed himself off of the bed trying to make a run for the door. Joey's longer legs got him there first making Mokuba run into him. "What's wrong kiddo, don't want to play with your old friend Joey?" A scream tore out of the boy's throat as he turned only to be grabbed at the back of his PJs and thrown to the floor. "Now you're going to stop running and play nice." After delivering a swift kick to the boys back he leaned over and hauled him to. his feet then dragged him to the bed.


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Joey had a crazed look in his golden eyes as he pinned down and tied Mokuba's arms and legs to the posts of the bed. It was hard at first to keep still the scared kid but a couple well placed punches to the chest an thighs knocked the fight out of him. The screaming however rang out off the walls but didn't seem to bother the blond as he made no move to gag him. After he was tied down Joey sat on him straddling his thighs.

"Now that you're ready it is time to play. The game is called, 'What The Fuck Is So Special About You.' All I wanted to do was spend some time with him but no, I'm good enough to fuck on the cough but not to spend time with. He didn't have to lie and say he was spending time with you he could of just said he was busy with work." As he spoke he slid the knife along the seams of Mokuba's clothes making them easier to remove. "It is so easy to use you as and excuse. Nobody questions it because his love for you is absolute." Grabbing the cloth he ripped it from the boy's body.

"Well see there." His hand settled on Mokuba's chest feeling the rapid heart beat. HE pulled at small pinkish nipples pulling a gasp from in-between parted pink lips. "You're all small and soft and pink." Moving down his hand rubbed over a slightly pudgy tummy that had no muscle definition. The fight had gone out of the boy as he had stopped screaming and was watching the tan hand run over his skin. It wasn't until the hand cupped in-between in legs that he knew fear again. His thrashing started again until Joey squeezed slightly. "It's small, then again you are only eleven." He laughed rubbing gently. "I bet you've never even gotten hard here." The small penis of the scared boy remained limp in his hand as he trailed his fingers back behind small balls and touched the hidden puckered skin.

Mokuba's reaction was immediate, pulling desperately at his bound hands in futile attempt at getting away from that finger but his bound ankles were making it impossible. "Oh you've never been touched before, well let me change that." Pressing harder his finger slipped painfully past the tight ring of muscle. "You had better relax or this is going to hurt a lot more then necessary." With his other hand he undid his own pants and pulled out his erect member. Stroking himself he moved to kneel in-between Mokuba's legs. "Your brother did this to me you know." With that he pushed into the small body below his.

Tight heat encased his cock pulling him deeper. Screaming in pain and struggling against him Mokuba was trying desperately to get away. The struggle made him harder as he held the boy down burring his face in long black hair. His teeth sank into soft warm flesh at the shoulder drawing a sharp gasping scream. Pounding harder skin ripped letting blood run into Mokuba's abused channel lubrication his movements. Drawing a deep breath he inhaled the scent of the boy's hair. He smelt just like Seto had, they must use the same soap and shampoo. Clamping his eyes shut and inhaling deeply he screamed Kaiba's name as he came hard into Mokuba's now unconscious body.

Panting hard he pulled back and out of the torn body. The shallow rise and fall of the chest told him that Seto's little treasure was still alive. "Guess you couldn't handle it little one." With no grace or care he thrust his fingers in and out of Mokuba’s ripped anus coating his fingers in blood. "I bet you would still be everything to him even like this." His fingers, covered in blood and cum, trailed over the slightly moving chest writing out the kanji characters for whore. "All covered in blood and cum. All torn up and broken." Reaching over he grabbed the box cutter and pressed it against Mokuba's forehead. "I'll make him love me just like he loves you." His hand dragged the blade along the hair line as he watched the blood pour out of the separating skin.



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It had been over three hours since he had arrived at the Kaiba mansion. Kaiba would be home any second which was okay because he was ready. The black pen ink he had found in the desk was not enough to change all his hair but just enough to do the top layer. He had broken the mirror in the bathroom so he wouldn't have to look at himself. Whatever he was planing on doing wasn't working too well. The blood was making the skin on his face slide down and bunch at his nose. Hopefully when it dried it would act as a crude glue.

Suddenly a scream outside the bathroom told him Seto was home. The sound told him the brunet must have found his brother's mutilated body. Collecting himself he opened door and made his way over to the screaming CEO.

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He dropped his coat and briefcase at the sight of his blood covered bed. The room stank of shit and blood. A sheet covered a small form on his bed. He knew immediately that it was Mokuba, the cut up pajamas on the floor told him as much. Slowly he walked over to the bed. The part of the sheet that covered Mokuba's head was a bloody mess as was near the middle. His hands shook too much for him to remove the sheet.

Gathering up the form he cradled the head against his chest. The body was cold and stiff in his arms. Unable to cry he did all he had the will to do. He screamed. A sound to the side silenced him and drew his gaze. He was going t kill who ever did this. His hands twitched ready to tear the person limb from limb. However the grotesque sight before him stopped him.

"Hello Seto." The voice was Joey's but the face was Mokuba's.