Trial By Nightmare

Trial By Nightmare

Disclaimer: Okay, this ones longer than usual thanks to my own stupidity. Here goes nothing......
I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, anything having to do with Motley Crue, KISS, Gn'R, or Ozzy Osbourne. Any characters or
song titles that arn't Yugi or Motley Crue, KISS, Gn'R, or Ozzy related are mine, but if you wanna steal them be
my guest. It's not like I give a rip;-)

Warning; swearing, womanizing, and inappropriate behavior. If you don't like it, don't read it.


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“Just look at all this cool stuff!” Yugi exclaimed as he explored the recording studio.
“Kaiba must have spent a fortune on all this equipment!” Duke said vehemently.
Ryou and Marik were snooping around and found that the refrigerator was full off beer.
“This is all so exciting” Ryou chirped as he grabbed an ice cold beer.
Marik opened one of the beers and sat down.
“I can’t believe we’re actually in a recording studio making a demo” he said with disbelief.
“I can’t believe Kaiba is in this with us. Maybe the guy actually does have a heart after all” Yugi
smiled.
A couple of guys wearing plain jeans and t-shirts walked into the room with the band and sat at
the sound board. They didn’t look very professional, but they obviously knew what they were
doing. They told them they were going to lay down Ryou’s drum tracks first, so one of the guys
took Ryou into another room behind the glass divider. Yugi and Duke just hung around the
studio practicing, while Marik sat at the soundbooth asking questions to the guy running it.
The demo took only 2 weeks to complete. By the time the final product was completed, they all were
more than ready to go out and play some live shows. Even before the demo was totally finished,
their first self titled single “Trial by Nightmare” was released. The song itself was written by
Marik and Ryou. They had put it together while they were in the studio. The lyrics were very
profound. It was almost as if they had reached into their souls and poured them out on paper.
Only those close to them knew where they got the words. It was about being trapped in the
shadow realm. Once Yugi and Duke saw the song, it was a unanimous decision that it had to be
on the demo. Once Kaiba heard it, he demanded it be the first release.
The first night of the tour was nerve-racking. While their roadies (Joey Wheeler, Tristan Taylor,
Tea Gardener and Odeon Ishtar, Mariks adopted brother) carried in their gear, Marik, Yugi, Duke
and Ryou got ready backstage. Yugi was busy spraying multiple layers of hairspray in his hair so
it wouldn’t lose its perfect spikiness. If anybody were to light a match nearby, his head would
have went up like a Christmas tree.
Duke was nervously twirling his hair as he sat on the food table in the dressing room. He was
too nervous to eat, even though Kaiba had made sure to have plenty of food backstage.
Ryou and Marik were busy drinking up the free beer Kaiba provided. There were people rushing
around all over backstage trying to complete the tasks they had been assigned before it was time
for the band to go on. Kaiba had taken on the role as their manager, so he was backstage bossing
everybody around. He brought his little brother Mokuba along to oversee the smaller
matters.
The band was only playing small clubs for now, with various local bands as opening acts. Ryou
decided to take a break from pounding beers with Marik and check out the crowd. He was in for
quite the shock when he peered out from side stage.
“RYOU! IT’S RYOU! AHHHHHHHH!” he heard a girl scream, followed by a chorus of
screams.
“Looks like ya got yawself a groupie” Joey grinned as he set down part of Ryou’s drum kit.
“Yes, so it seems.” Ryou blushed. He wasn’t used to girls crooning over little ole him.
“Better make sure they have their rabies shots” Joey chuckled as he headed out the backdoor to
retrieve more gear.
Bakura’s voice suddenly interrupted Ryou’s thoughts.
//You should let me take over, I haven’t been out in weeks! I’m getting claustrophobic!”
//Bad timing Bakura, I have a show to do// Ryou replied.
//You’ve got at least an hour before your performance. Now be a good vessel and let me out.//
//Well....okay. don’t get us into trouble though, got it?// Ryou groaned reluctantly. The
millennium ring began to glow around his neck.
Bakura took over Ryou’s body without hesitation. First thing he did was rush over to a very
drunk Marik.
“Well hello Marik, long time no see” Bakura grinned wickedly.
Marik took the last swallow of his beer and crushed the can on his forehead as he looked up at Bakura.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Marik slurred as he tossed the can onto the floor and rubbed his head.
“Looking for trouble, what else would bring me out?”
Marik stood up and leaned against the wall to steady himself.
“What are you getting at Bakura?”
“Malik. Let him out” Bakura demanded.
Marik shrugged his shoulders and sighed
“Okay, I’m too drunk to care anyway”
Without another word said, Marik’s darker half came out to play.
Malik crossed his arms and looked at Bakura expectantly.
“What” he snarled.
Bakura lowered his eyes
“A little ornery, arn’t we?”
Malik scowled coldly at Bakura
“Why did you summon me?”
Bakura laughed psychotically.
“You imbecile! You should know why. Haou nou not noticed all of the souls in this cursed
place? Can’t you hear the shadow realm calling their names?”
“If you haven’t noticed, my Ra-damned light has gotten our body drunk. I can’t duel for shit at this
point. Got any other bright ideas tombrobber?”
“There’s always the option of torture”
Malik licked his lips and began to laugh insanely.
“Yes....yes there is. What do you suggest?”
“Follow me” Bakura grinned evilly as he lead Malik out of the dressing room.
The opening band was just taking the stage at this point, and the lights had been dimmed, so
Bakura felt it would be safe to check out the crowd. Malik, still drunk, clung to Bakura’s shoulder
for support as they observed the crowd.
“Look at how these foolish mortals dress! Disgusting, isn't it?” Bakura growled as he
spotted a girl wearing a pink baby doll tank top with a big purple flower on it and purple bell
bottem pants.
Malik looked passed the girl and at another who was dressed in black leather pants and a skin
tight red halter top.
“That one looks decent, I’m going to go talk to her.”
“Talk? Have lost your mind?” Bakura snorted.
Malik cocked his head and looked at Bakura with a patronizing gaze.
“What do you k” hk” he retorted as he walked away. Bakura walked to the bar and ordered a shot
of whiskey. He was feeling a bit disgusted with Malik. As he set his shot glass down, he felt a
light tap on his shoulder.
“What” he hissed as he came eye to eye with a petite blond women.
“Arn’t you the drummer for Trial by Nightmare?” she asked.
Bakura felt very brazen, he crossed his arms stood up to take full advantage of his height.
“No shit I’m the drummer, why do you ask?”
The girl tensed up from Bakura’s shrillness. She backed up a few steps and pulled out a copy of the
Trial by Nightmare demo.
“Could you sign this for me?” she asked nervously.
Bakura began to laugh maniacally as he looked the girl over. She was young, probably only about
16. Bakura assumed the only reason she was able to get into the 21 and over club was because of
her tremendous cleavage protruding our of her skin tight red vinyl dress. It left nothing to the
imagination. If she bent over everybody would have a birds eye view of her unmentionables.
“I’m busy, piss off” he growled as he got up to look for Malik.
Bakura chuckled to himself as he walked away. He wred red around aimlessly for a short time
before he spotted Malik again. He was walking out the front doors of the club with the girl in the
leather pants.
//Yes! He’s finally sobered up enough to start sending souls into exile.// Bakura thought to
himself as he moseyed backstage. He was confronted by Duke as soon as he stepped foot through the door.
“Hey man, you’d better get your ass back to the dressing room. Kaiba’s having a hissy fit
because you and Marik and MIA.” Duke said adamantly.
“Tell him to fuck off. We do not need a babysitter.” Bakura hissed.
“Bakura? What the hell? Where’s Ryou?” Duke questioned.
“I sent him to hell” Bakura grumbled.
“Well he better get the fuck back here, we got a show to do in 45 minutes.”
“Don’t fucking worry so much.” Bakura growled.
He followed Duke back the dressing room where they found Seto ranting and raving.
“If you are ever to succeed in this business you need to be taking things alot more seriously!”
Kaiba yelled. He viscous eyes focused on Bakura, who was leaning calmly against the door frame the
entire time.
“Kiss my ass” Bakura retorted with an evil grin.
Kaiba glared sharply back at him.
“Watch your mouth and just remember who’s in charge here”
Bakura rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
“Whatever.”
Seto cast one last glare upon Bakura as he left the dressing room. Yugi let out a long breath of air
after Seto was gone.
“He’s sure uptight tonight, I wonder if something’s bothering him”
“He’s Seto Kaiba, That guy’s always uptight.” Duke mused as he went back to twirling his long
black locks.
Yugi picked up another can of hairspray, but before he could use it, Bakura snatched it away.
“If you use anymore of that shit you’re going to kill us all. Ra Almighty, and they call ME the
homicidal maniac”
“Hey guys? Where’s Marik?” Duke interrupted.
Bakura threw the can of hairspray across the room and flopped down on a couch.
“He’s busy” Bakura chuckled, imagining what horrendous things Malik was
possibly doing to the girl in the leather pants.
Duke went into the fridge and got himself a beer. He sat opposite on Bakura on the couch and
sighed.
“Busy? Busy doing what? I think he needs to get his priorities straight. We have a show to do”
Bakura stretched his legs out infront of him and relaxed.
“Don’t be so uptight. Marik will be back.”
They all waited around the dressing room for another 20 minutes before Malik returned. Bakura
stood up in shock as he walked in the room cou couldn’t believe his eyes!
“Malik! What the fuck?”
Malik had his arm around the girl with the leather pants and was smiling amorally, red
lipstick smears could be seen on his face and neck.
She stared forward with a blank look in her eyes.
“Brit, this is the band......Duke, Yugi, and......” Malik stopped speaking mid sentence and
grinned evilly.
“....and our wannabe drummer Bakura”
Bakura glared at Malik. “Shut your trap Ishtar, before I commit another homicide.”
Duke and Yugi couldn’t believe Malik was there in the room instead of Marik. He was not very
well liked by anybody, not even Marik.
“But how?” Duke asked nervously.
Malik grinned and turned to Brit.
“Now go do what I told you to. I’ll see you after the show”
The girl was obviously under Malik’s power of mind control. She left the room obediently. Malik
closed the door behind her, than turned around and started laughing.
“Being a rockstar is almost as stimulating as a shadow game”
Bakura crossed his arms and glowered at him.
“Why is that mortal still alive? I thought you would have banished her soul to the shadows! What
did you do?”
Malik shrugged his shoulders and took a seat.
"Banishing her to the shadows would leave her body a useless vessel, and only a fool would waste
the opportunity to defile a body like hers”
Suddenly Yugi stepped into the conversation, not as Yugi, but as Yami.
“You sick bastard.” he said sharply.
Malik laughed in his face
“This is rock n’ roll *Pharaoh* women are mere toys to us. Besides, I didn’t hurt her, I just
fucked her senseless.” He said the word pharaoh with deep-seeded malice.
“For Ra’s sakes Malik, just be quiet.” Yami sighed.
Malik grinned like a Cheshire cat as he allowed Marik to have control of his body again.
“Thank goodness” Yami smiled as he gave Yugi charge again.
Bakura allowed Ryou to have his body back and retreated back into his mind also.
“Well.....it’s time guys. Ready to hit the stage?” Yugi ask eagerly.
“Hell yeah, let’s do this guys!” Duke said ecstatically.
They walked out of the dressing room and took their places on stage. This was nothing like
rehearsals, this was the real thing. They could hear the squeals from anxious girls, and when
Ryou began the intro to “Enter into the Shadows”, the squeals changed to screams and the fans
rushed to the front of the stage. The spotlight illuminated Ryou as he played. Another spotlight
hit Duke as he joined in. Yet another spotlight found Yugi as his guitar intro commenced. Than they
all stopped playing and all the lights went down. A spotlight hit the stage behind the drum riser
and revealed Marik wearing his favorite dark purple rare hunter cloak. He was standing with his
back to the crowd and his head bowed. As he lifted his head and turned to face the crowd, he
threw his head back and bellowed out a high pitch growl that never failed to give every single
girl within hearing distance goosebumps. Than he jumped off the drum riser. He tossed off his
cloak as his feet hit the stage. The spotlights hit Ryou, Duke and Yugi and they launched into their
version of “Red Hot”, a Motley Crue cover tune. Marik knew exactly how to set the hearts of the
female fans on fire. He stalked around the stage like a rabid beast, leaning forward closer to the faces
of adoring female fans. Marik was a born leader. He knew exactly what to do to get the fans
charged up. His hip gyrations sent girls spiraling into ecstasy, causing a few of them to faint. He was
wearing a black leather vest with no shirt underneath, and a pair of skin tight black leather pants,
held up by a belt with big shiny gold skulls screwed into it. His platinum blond hair
shimmered like fairy dust under the lights.
The bands signature insignia, the gold Millennium eye, was lit up in the background. The band
played their hearts out, making their show one of the most successful the club had ever had. They
only played 7 songs, 4 of which were covers. After “Red Hot”, they did went into “Lick it up”, a
KISS cover. The band took the intensity down a notch for the next song. They did a ballad called “Entombed”.
Marik had written the song many years before when he was stuck guarding the pharaoh’s tomb. Instead
of studying the ancient scriptures like his father had ordered, Marik would write down his
feelings on paper, and hid them from his father. When he presented the band with the song, none
of them argued about him singing it live. The sadness he felt inside shined through when he sang
the song. He brought tears to many of the eyes in the crowd as he performed it. Once he’d
finished “Entombed”, he quickly changed the aura of the crowd as he did their next song, “Dark
Necrofear”. This song was the brain-child of Bakura. What else but his favorite monster would
conjure up a song in his twisted mind? Next they played “Bark at the Moon”, an Ozzy Osbourne
cover. Than they moved into “Welcome to the Jungle” a Guns N' Roses cover. Once they finished the song,
Ryou left the drum riser and join Marik, Yugi and Duke center stage. They thanked everybody
for coming out and supporting them, blowing kisses and waving to all their fans before the lights
went down and they left the stage. The crowd wasn’t ready to go home just yet though. They
chanted “We want more!” repeatedly. Backstage, Marik, Ryou, Yugi and Duke were elated by
how the fans were accepting them.
“Can you believe this? The crowd really likes us!” Yugi panted as he opened some bottled water.
“Did you see all the girls flashing us? I had to keep my bass infront of my pants for almost the
entire show!” Duke laughed.
“I had to picture them as Hitotsu-me giants, otherwise I would have split my pants” Marik
snickered as he guzzled a beer.
“I could barely see the crowd being stuck in back behind my kit. We should have our roadies go
out and bring the prettiest girls backstage so we can see them up close and personal.” Ryou
suggested.
“Yeah, good idea man! Hey Joey! C’mere!” Duke exclaimed.
He told Joey to gather Odeon and Tristan, and go single out a decent looking bunch of women
and bring them back. Joey did as he was told without hesitation. The crowd was still chanting for
more, so the guys rushed back onstage for their encore. As the lights went up and revealed the
band again, the crowd went wild. They played their song “Trial by Nightmare” for their finally.
All during the song, Joey, Odeon, and Tristan gathered up a small crowd of women and brought
them back to the dressing room. The band took their final bow after the song and hurried
backstage. With the exception of Yugi, they guys scoped out which girl they wanted to spend the
night with as they signed autographs. Ywasnwasn’t into the groupie scene. He felt women were
not just play things. He treated them all like queens, and wanted them all to know how he
appreciated their support of the band. Yugi wasn’t in this band to score with woman, he was in it
because it was a dream of his that was coming true. Duke wasn’t a womanizer, but he enjoyed all
the attention. Getting laid wasn’t his main goal, but it sure was a pleasant bonus. Marik on the
other hand was in this for the girls and the parties. Women loved him for his good looks and sexy
voice. They were literally throwing themselves at him. He reveled in all his glory, picking out as
many girls as he could. Ryou was somewhat shy around the fans until he had enough liquor.
Once he’d had a couple beers, he was just as bad as Marik. When they had to leave the party
backstage, they brought their select few woman back to the hotel Kaiba had arranged for
everybody to stay at. Yugi and Duke were suppose to share a room, but Yugi ended up in
sleeping on the floor in Tea’s room. Duke and his lady of the night were making too much noise for
Yugi to get any shut eye.
Marik and Ryou’s room was more like a brothel. They both over indulged in full rockstar fashion.
The liquor was going down like water, and both guys had multiple women doing unexplainable
sexual favors on them. The acts going on in that room were nothing short of the ultimate sin, but
Marik and Ryou took fudvandvantage of their vocation.

Authors note; The next chapter is going to be a very detailed description of the events going on in the room
of Ryou and Marik. So just are a forewarning, don't read it if you are on the wimpy side. I've been debating on
whether it's appropriate (and all that jazz) to delve into the dibauchery, but than I realized "Who cares! It's my
friggin' story anyways!" Well, hope you enjoyed this part.....as you can see Ryou as Bakura are starting to finally
gain there own personalities. Bakura treats fans like shit, while Ryou uh.....well, you'll see when I get around to
posting the next chapter;-) Cio!!!