Make Me New
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
3,356
Reviews:
63
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.
Two Things
Make Me New
Author: Schwarzwald
Summary: Something’s up with Bakura and Dartz’s makes a decision.
Rating: R for blood?
Disclaimer: I do not own the Prince of Tennis. I am teh sadness.
Warning:Akefia alert!
Notacias: Been a while.
Two Things
“How are you?” Bakura looked around the padded room and rubbed his eyes. All the white was giving him a headache.
“I’m alright.” Ryou watched Bakura carefully. “Yami...have you been sleeping?”
“Yeah. Just awake at night. I’m tired.”
“Why don’t you go to sleep -.”
“There aren’t night hours to visit alright?! Shut up!” He snapped, turning away.
Ryou just smiled and folded his hands on his lap. “Have you seen Dartz? Can you tell him to come and visit me?”
Bakura ran his hand through his hair.
Not this again.
“Bambi...about that -.”
The door came open and Yugi hopped inside, holding photos aloft. “I got them!”
Ryou jumped out of his seat. “Yes!”
Bakura gave an internal sigh of relief and retreated to lean against the padded wall while Yugi showed Ryou photos of whatever. Probably Akefia from the Hikari’s reaction.
This was good.
Lately, Yugi had been visiting and lately Ryou hadn’t seemed as depressed. He wanted Ryou to get better, but Ryou getting better also meant...
“Look, we’re going with an insanity defense. That’s the best thing we have right now and the prosecution acknowledges it as well. Ryou will probably wind up in a secure mental facility for the term of his sentence. However, if at anytime he shows he’s fit, he’ll be sentenced to a maximum security facility first for juveniles, then for adults -”
“Which is? What the fuck is this!?” Bakura didn’t have time to deal with these modern lawyers, he just wanted answers.
Ishizu calmed him and the man went on.
“Well...he’s looking at twenty to -.”
“NO!” Bakura slammed his fists on the table. “UNACCEPTABLE!”
“Bakura calm down!”
“No! You witch! You said you’d help!”
“Bakura be patient -Bakura!”
He left before they could say anything else.
“See, here’s him jumping out at Yami!”
“Why was he in a grocery bag?!”
“I don’t know!”
And they erupted into laughter.
Bakura got off the wall. “Yugi.”
The spike haired boy looked at Bakura expectantly. “Hm?”
“Outside. Now.”
Yugi left Ryou the photos and they went outside the room.
“Bakura -.”
“Is he still asking for that bastard?”
Yugi got a sad look on his face. “He loves him -.”
Bakura rubbed his eyes again. “Don’t bullshit me. Yes or no Hikari?”
“Yes but -.”
Bakura just walked away. He had planning to do.
****
“Bakura?” Marik pinned Yugi down and smiled in his face. “He has nothing to do with what I’m about to do to you.”
Yugi giggled and arched up under the Egyptian yami. “Oh? Just answer the question and maybe...you’ll get a reward.”
“Mmm...he stays up all night...” Marik leaned to kiss Yugi’s mouth. “Sometimes he leaves...sometimes, he stays...” He lowered his mouth over a nipple. “Not. My. Business.”
“Ahn!”
Marik nipped Yugi’s skin and looked up at him. “Been waiting around here all day for you...”
Yugi’s face was pink. “Sorry...”
“You go to school and then you visit Ryou...” the boy’s tongue swirled around Yugi’s navel. “Lonely...”
“S-sorry -Uhnn! Marik -marik I’m sorry! Please?”
The Egyptian pulled at Yugi’s zipper with his teeth. “Please what?”
“You know...” Yugi hid his face with the back of his hand. “Do it...”
“Gotta say it louder than that...”
“Do it Marik, please?”
“Mmm...can’t here you...”
Outside, Yami walked past the door, flipping through a magazine.
“DO IT!” the pharaoh heard, jumping slightly.
From his hiding place, Akefia also jumped. He then scampered off as cries of “Oh Marik!” were heard from the room.
****
“I...I’m dropping the charges.”
Seto stopped mid kiss and stared into Dartz’s eyes. “What?”
Dartz stared right back. “He’s the victim too -.”
“I can’t believe this!” Seto got up. “What? The trial is going to start soon!”
“You have to understand, it’s not his fault -.”
“He stabbed you! He almost killed you!”
“Seto.” Dartz reached for his hand and grabbed it. “I broke his heart.”
They stared at each other a long while and Seto pulled away, turning. He rubbed his wrist.
“So, if you ever break my heart, I can stab you?”
Dartz chuckled. “I always thought you’d put me out of business, but alright.”
“Alright then.”
****
There was blood everywhere.
Everywhere.
He was making a dire mistake by hanging around so long, but he had to stare.
The knife in his hand was that of the Millennium Rod and the blood on his clothes was that of three people.
Three innocent people.
He could have chosen an empty house. He could have. But he didn’t.
Out in the yard, even the dog was butchered.
He could have chosen another place entirely, but he hadn’t.
He had to do this. He had to.
He left the home, not taking a single item, though there was plenty of money and family treasure to choose from.
He licked the blade clean and licked it over and over until he was washing away his own blood.
Each lick of the blade there was but two things on his mind.
Ryou.
And revenge.
****
*Hmmmm I’ve taken too long I know.
*Here you are.
Author: Schwarzwald
Summary: Something’s up with Bakura and Dartz’s makes a decision.
Rating: R for blood?
Disclaimer: I do not own the Prince of Tennis. I am teh sadness.
Warning:Akefia alert!
Notacias: Been a while.
Two Things
“How are you?” Bakura looked around the padded room and rubbed his eyes. All the white was giving him a headache.
“I’m alright.” Ryou watched Bakura carefully. “Yami...have you been sleeping?”
“Yeah. Just awake at night. I’m tired.”
“Why don’t you go to sleep -.”
“There aren’t night hours to visit alright?! Shut up!” He snapped, turning away.
Ryou just smiled and folded his hands on his lap. “Have you seen Dartz? Can you tell him to come and visit me?”
Bakura ran his hand through his hair.
Not this again.
“Bambi...about that -.”
The door came open and Yugi hopped inside, holding photos aloft. “I got them!”
Ryou jumped out of his seat. “Yes!”
Bakura gave an internal sigh of relief and retreated to lean against the padded wall while Yugi showed Ryou photos of whatever. Probably Akefia from the Hikari’s reaction.
This was good.
Lately, Yugi had been visiting and lately Ryou hadn’t seemed as depressed. He wanted Ryou to get better, but Ryou getting better also meant...
“Look, we’re going with an insanity defense. That’s the best thing we have right now and the prosecution acknowledges it as well. Ryou will probably wind up in a secure mental facility for the term of his sentence. However, if at anytime he shows he’s fit, he’ll be sentenced to a maximum security facility first for juveniles, then for adults -”
“Which is? What the fuck is this!?” Bakura didn’t have time to deal with these modern lawyers, he just wanted answers.
Ishizu calmed him and the man went on.
“Well...he’s looking at twenty to -.”
“NO!” Bakura slammed his fists on the table. “UNACCEPTABLE!”
“Bakura calm down!”
“No! You witch! You said you’d help!”
“Bakura be patient -Bakura!”
He left before they could say anything else.
“See, here’s him jumping out at Yami!”
“Why was he in a grocery bag?!”
“I don’t know!”
And they erupted into laughter.
Bakura got off the wall. “Yugi.”
The spike haired boy looked at Bakura expectantly. “Hm?”
“Outside. Now.”
Yugi left Ryou the photos and they went outside the room.
“Bakura -.”
“Is he still asking for that bastard?”
Yugi got a sad look on his face. “He loves him -.”
Bakura rubbed his eyes again. “Don’t bullshit me. Yes or no Hikari?”
“Yes but -.”
Bakura just walked away. He had planning to do.
****
“Bakura?” Marik pinned Yugi down and smiled in his face. “He has nothing to do with what I’m about to do to you.”
Yugi giggled and arched up under the Egyptian yami. “Oh? Just answer the question and maybe...you’ll get a reward.”
“Mmm...he stays up all night...” Marik leaned to kiss Yugi’s mouth. “Sometimes he leaves...sometimes, he stays...” He lowered his mouth over a nipple. “Not. My. Business.”
“Ahn!”
Marik nipped Yugi’s skin and looked up at him. “Been waiting around here all day for you...”
Yugi’s face was pink. “Sorry...”
“You go to school and then you visit Ryou...” the boy’s tongue swirled around Yugi’s navel. “Lonely...”
“S-sorry -Uhnn! Marik -marik I’m sorry! Please?”
The Egyptian pulled at Yugi’s zipper with his teeth. “Please what?”
“You know...” Yugi hid his face with the back of his hand. “Do it...”
“Gotta say it louder than that...”
“Do it Marik, please?”
“Mmm...can’t here you...”
Outside, Yami walked past the door, flipping through a magazine.
“DO IT!” the pharaoh heard, jumping slightly.
From his hiding place, Akefia also jumped. He then scampered off as cries of “Oh Marik!” were heard from the room.
****
“I...I’m dropping the charges.”
Seto stopped mid kiss and stared into Dartz’s eyes. “What?”
Dartz stared right back. “He’s the victim too -.”
“I can’t believe this!” Seto got up. “What? The trial is going to start soon!”
“You have to understand, it’s not his fault -.”
“He stabbed you! He almost killed you!”
“Seto.” Dartz reached for his hand and grabbed it. “I broke his heart.”
They stared at each other a long while and Seto pulled away, turning. He rubbed his wrist.
“So, if you ever break my heart, I can stab you?”
Dartz chuckled. “I always thought you’d put me out of business, but alright.”
“Alright then.”
****
There was blood everywhere.
Everywhere.
He was making a dire mistake by hanging around so long, but he had to stare.
The knife in his hand was that of the Millennium Rod and the blood on his clothes was that of three people.
Three innocent people.
He could have chosen an empty house. He could have. But he didn’t.
Out in the yard, even the dog was butchered.
He could have chosen another place entirely, but he hadn’t.
He had to do this. He had to.
He left the home, not taking a single item, though there was plenty of money and family treasure to choose from.
He licked the blade clean and licked it over and over until he was washing away his own blood.
Each lick of the blade there was but two things on his mind.
Ryou.
And revenge.
****
*Hmmmm I’ve taken too long I know.
*Here you are.