War of the Angels
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
21
Views:
3,653
Reviews:
29
Recommended:
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.
Disturbed and Disqust
Ok rachi (:
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Yuugi had been in bed for weeks. His body was soft and weakened. He felt helpless, usless. His partners strong, brawny body seemed to have felt as if it was teasing him. Simple things like that upset Yuugi. He couldn't stand feeling like a baby laying near it's mother.
Early one morning in Yuugi's darkened room, Yuugi felt his shirt being buttoned up.
"Good morning, are you up?" Yami asked.
"Why bother, I can't go anywhere." Yuugi said grouchily.
"I'll go get your breakfast."
Yami said then walked out his door. Even by Yami walking out the door, a simple thing like that angered the bed stricken boy. Yuugi was silent, waiting for Yami to come back. He heard strange noises coming from outside. It sounded like horrible scratching noises and taps on the pavenment outside. Yami returned to the room and closed the door.
"Here, it's all we have." Yami gave him a bowl of oatmeal.
"Not again, can't Grandpa go to the store and pick up something different?"
"He's not made of money you know."
"Why can't you go get something?" Yuugi asked. Yami was silent for a moment and remembered hearing Yami telling Sogruku a week ago that he escaped from jail. "Why hasn't the cops come by looking for you?" Yuugi asked but still, Yami didn't answere.
"I just want to help you get better Yuugi, can you stop being so difficult?" Yami sounded irated from lack of sleep.
"I'm sorry, I know your just trying to help....But..." Yuugi stopped talking and forgot about it. He made a face at his oatmeal. "I can't even eat on my own anymore." He looked as if he was gonna cry.
"Here." Yami took the spoon and fed it to him. "Your still weak Aibou." Yami put the spoon near Yuugi's mouth. "Please eat, you need to get your strenth back up." Yuugi accepted it, he needed Yami for the simplist tasks.
When Yami tried making him feel better he made him feel worse. When he tried to be gentle he seemed motherly to him. Yuugi was sick to his stomach when he examined himself in the state he was in now. Yami had to do everything for him. Change him, dress him, feed him, bath him. Plus he couldn't stop crying. It was to humiliating for him to bare with.
As night fell, he was hearing strange noises from outside.
"Yami, could you open the window, it's dark in here."
"No, the window must stay closed."
"But Why?" Yuugi asked. "What's going on outside?"
"It does not concern us." Yami snapped at him. Yuugi felt a bit hurt.
"Yami, maybe you should lay down, you've been fussing over me but your not getting enough sleep." Yuugi said lowly.
"I have slept." Yami inquired.
"Your eyes look funny." Yuugi said looking at Yami's narrowed darkening eyes lined with black all around. Yami lay next to him. Yuugi felt a new feeling against his bulky parter. A sudden chill he never felt from him before. It was the same chill people feel when something awful is about to happen.
TBC..............
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Yuugi had been in bed for weeks. His body was soft and weakened. He felt helpless, usless. His partners strong, brawny body seemed to have felt as if it was teasing him. Simple things like that upset Yuugi. He couldn't stand feeling like a baby laying near it's mother.
Early one morning in Yuugi's darkened room, Yuugi felt his shirt being buttoned up.
"Good morning, are you up?" Yami asked.
"Why bother, I can't go anywhere." Yuugi said grouchily.
"I'll go get your breakfast."
Yami said then walked out his door. Even by Yami walking out the door, a simple thing like that angered the bed stricken boy. Yuugi was silent, waiting for Yami to come back. He heard strange noises coming from outside. It sounded like horrible scratching noises and taps on the pavenment outside. Yami returned to the room and closed the door.
"Here, it's all we have." Yami gave him a bowl of oatmeal.
"Not again, can't Grandpa go to the store and pick up something different?"
"He's not made of money you know."
"Why can't you go get something?" Yuugi asked. Yami was silent for a moment and remembered hearing Yami telling Sogruku a week ago that he escaped from jail. "Why hasn't the cops come by looking for you?" Yuugi asked but still, Yami didn't answere.
"I just want to help you get better Yuugi, can you stop being so difficult?" Yami sounded irated from lack of sleep.
"I'm sorry, I know your just trying to help....But..." Yuugi stopped talking and forgot about it. He made a face at his oatmeal. "I can't even eat on my own anymore." He looked as if he was gonna cry.
"Here." Yami took the spoon and fed it to him. "Your still weak Aibou." Yami put the spoon near Yuugi's mouth. "Please eat, you need to get your strenth back up." Yuugi accepted it, he needed Yami for the simplist tasks.
When Yami tried making him feel better he made him feel worse. When he tried to be gentle he seemed motherly to him. Yuugi was sick to his stomach when he examined himself in the state he was in now. Yami had to do everything for him. Change him, dress him, feed him, bath him. Plus he couldn't stop crying. It was to humiliating for him to bare with.
As night fell, he was hearing strange noises from outside.
"Yami, could you open the window, it's dark in here."
"No, the window must stay closed."
"But Why?" Yuugi asked. "What's going on outside?"
"It does not concern us." Yami snapped at him. Yuugi felt a bit hurt.
"Yami, maybe you should lay down, you've been fussing over me but your not getting enough sleep." Yuugi said lowly.
"I have slept." Yami inquired.
"Your eyes look funny." Yuugi said looking at Yami's narrowed darkening eyes lined with black all around. Yami lay next to him. Yuugi felt a new feeling against his bulky parter. A sudden chill he never felt from him before. It was the same chill people feel when something awful is about to happen.
TBC..............