Late Night Crisis

"LATE NIGHT CRISIS"
COPYWRITED BY: KAYBE2003 & THE MUCK TRADEMARK CORPORATION
BY: K. L. E. B. KAT

[currently listening to: “MY LOVE IS LIKE, WHOA!” by ?? and "LOVE WILL FIND AWAY" by ??]
KlebKat: Hello ya'all! Here it is, the second part of ACT 8! Next will be the 'Epilog' and then the 'Author's Commentary'! ^_^ I hope you'll enjoy this and please look for my new fics “Duelist of the Roses!” and “KATTDRAGON: AWAKENING” in the 'YGO!' and ’Original’ sections of this site.
Shardy: Kleb’s having too much fun with DotR and KDA to really work on anything else but she’s gonna tell you ‘bout them any way.
Kleb: SHUDDUP!! *recomposes* (um... screw this part; I’m doing my stories as they come to me.) The next few Yu-Gi-Oh! fic’s I'll be doing are “LockerRoom”, "Pharaoh's Banquet" (the Prequels to the "Late Night" works) and “An Offer You May Want to Refuse“.
Kat&Erin: KLEBKAT OWNS NOTHING BUT HER MIND!
Kleb: ^._.milemiles (though it doesn't look like it)*
Shardy: ...and bad spelling.
Kleb: >_<* *beats Shardy with laptop*

*readers note* Sorry if this seems a bit random and repetitive, I'm posting this with only 1/4th of it betad. ad. THIS ACT CONTAINS SOME EXERTS FROM 'ANGEL EATER I, ANGEL EATER II: TELL ME GOOD-BYE, AND ANGEL EATER III: KAMI-SAMA' and 'LATE NIGHT DIP'! 'Angel Eater' is by Unintentional Nightmare and 'LATE NIGHT DIP' belongs to me, KLEBKat! THIS MEANS THAT I HAVE SLIGHTLY CHANGED A LINE TO BETTER SUIT THE IDEA OR FLOW OF READING [bla bla bla]!! Something's will be badly misspelled and lowered case!!
Note to Flamers: **pushes the last battery in for RE: 3’s Pulse Cannon**
Second Note to Flamers: **“Pulse Cannon will fire in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...**
**!!WARNINGWARNING! LEMONY FRESHNESS... i think, <'this is thoughts'> <"and this is talking"> in Egyptian since I don't know any, ANGST, TRUE LOVE, AND A LOT OF SWEARING!! WARNINGWARNING!!**
**all flames will be given to Dixie and Mouse to play with *looks through her window to see Mouse and Dixie now playing with home made firebombs* which I don't think's a good idea.**
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Late Night Crisis ~ACT VIII~ PART TWO

Joey's head collided with a muted thud on the second room floor of the Kaiba mansion, "OWWW!SHIT,MOTHERFUCKING,SONOFAWHORE,DAMNEDASSHOLEWIND--" he screamed incoherently before he realized that this was a very bad time to be blurting out every obscenity known to man.
Clamping his hands over his mouth, Joey shut the open window with his rightow bow before moving out into the hall. 'Kaiba's not going ta like dis but...'
His train of thought stopped as he heard voices down the hall, well, more like a voice and 'its' echoes.
<"Faster, slave!"> the voice was faint but Joey could pick it out a mile away... plus there were only two other people in the Kaiba home anyway.
<"UhnnHarder!"> the voice purred in a moan. It was strange as Joey continued to eavesdrop on the noises, there was only one set of repeated, never changing grunts that over lapped cries of pleasure that were screamed in Egyptian. <"Yes!Faster!">
Joey tiptoed towards the sounds, becoming angry as he neared the stairs that led to the first floor. 'Malik sounds like he's gitten screwed everyway but striate!' his mind figured as he heard the satisfied scream of Malik.
"oh... gods, kaiba..." the voice panted, making Joey's stomach turn violently. He began to dry heave once he reached the side of the staircase and collapsed.
<"I'll defiantly have you do that more often...”> Malik continued in Egyptian.
“Mmmm, I'm thirsty from that-" The voice of Malik paused for an eerie second, as if deep in thought, "- activity..." he finally sd lod loud and clear, louder and clearer than necessary if he was talking to just Kaiba.
'Ohhh, shit!' Joey sat on his knees, holding his stomach as he grabbed the railing, waiting for the right moment to jump down the first set of stairs.
It never came.
"Remember Kaiba-" Malivoicvoice was laced with venom to his ears, "I like sweet drinks."
'Asshole.' the Dog barked in his mind, 'He knows I'm here an’ he has tha nerve ta play games!'
A free lanced fist almost made it the floor. 'No, I cain't let ‘im getta me! Stay calm Joey, stay calm,’ he told himself over and over again, but for a Wheeler, it was damn hard.
Joey lifted himself off of the floor and started slowly down the stairs; sliding on the railing only when the floor creaked under his feet.

["He loves me now."]

'Dhat's not true; I realized dat I g I got shoved out on my ass.’
Nearing the living room -Joey assumed that is what it was- he hugged his body to the wall, poking his head out just enough to see the soulless corpse of Kaiba bringing Malik a drink.
‘STUPID ASS EGYPTIAN! I’M GONNA KILL-- WHAT DA HELL!?’
Joey watched as Kaiba’s body shook, his head snapped up and the glass slipped from his left hand.
Kaiba sank to his knees, eyes shut and his mouth open, screaming silently as he bent forward, a hand reaching between his legs and the other to his ass.
Joey was ready to dart to Seto and help him, but the movement of Malik caught his eyes and he just stood there, staring.
Malik, still on the couch, shifted onto his k as as well, lowering his head like a predatory beast. He held the M. Rod out from him, using it like a shield. “damn you, marik, i thought i felt your mind stirring,” he stated, maneuvering to crouch on his toes, to pounce on Kaiba.
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Kaiba noticed the movement, how Malik held the Sennen Rod like it would protect him.
He knew better.
He knew that that was Malik’s threat, his way of saying, ’if you rebel against me then you will feel my wrath through the Millennium Rod!’
Some how, Kaiba knew what to do as Malik leaped from the furniture, raising the M. Rod like a club over his right shoulder with his left hand in mid-air.
Kaiba found the strength to roll unceremoniously like a log to the right, moaning in pain as his neither regions throbbed.
A sick ‘thiing!’ echoed in the room as Malik crouched menacingly on his hands and toes. He whipped his head around, growling deeply and angrily at the CEO.
Kaiba wasted no time climbing to his feet but his pain made him slower and he could feel Malik’s eyes burning into him as he dashed to the door.
Pain consumed his motor functions, letting his body slam into a wall, collapsing half way.
‘What caught me?’ Kaiba wondered as he knew his legs couldn’t be the answer.
Cold hands wrapped their way around Seto’s waist and an even colder tongue licked his ear before whispering, “Looks like I'll have to teach you more lessons, maybe the ones I had to learn from my father...”
Malik would have went on, if not for the gut check that Kaiba managed to give him. He howled in pain, letting Seto go for a few seconds.
That’s all Kaiba needed, as he completed his mind cleansing with a turn about and a right to one of Malik’s eyes.
Malumblumbled backward, screaming hatefully and landing on his ass against the coffee table. “YOU BITCH! YOU WHORE!”
“Is that your true face, Malik? Dog shit looks better than you!”
“HEY!!! TAKE DAT BACK, KAIBA!!!” becoming so used to the ‘dog’ jokes from his lover, Joey had absently yelled, giving his presence away.
Both boys (Malik clutching his right eye) turned their heads simultaneously to see Joey standing by the door that lead to the stairs and bed rooms.
“JOEY!”
Malik grew a wickedly delicious smile. “So, the knight in shining armor comes to save the fair priest in distress...” he purred, turning back to Kaiba, “Oh! What to do now that my toys have turned against me?*” He gave a mock silence, as if in thought. “I guess this!”
And Malik turned the Sennen Rod towards Joey, who immediately cringed, grasping his head by the ears and falling to his knees. “GAAA--OD...!” Joey struggled out, feeling like his head was about to explode.
“NO! NO, JOEY--” the dragon felt the Rod touch his mind as well, but not as strong as it had always been before.
“Listen to me, Seto, I have a proposition for you,” he glanced at Kaiba, expecting him to be paying attention.
“Say what you want and I’ll give you the answer, just don’t hurt Joey anymore!” the CEO actually pleaded.
“You mean like this?” Malik gave the M. Rod a small twist and Joey screamed in agony, some maddening pitch Kaiba never thought Joey was capable of.
“...please...,” He reached a hand out to Malik, trying to shut out Joey’s screaming so that he could think logically get get the both of them out of this mess.
Yami Ishtar adjusted the Rod to the way it was when the cobra first aimed it at the dog. “Once I tire of this game or you refuse to met my demands, all I have to do is twist this Staff completely around and the Mutt’s head will cave in...” Malik paused to take in Kaiba’s horrified expression, “...or explode, I haven’t decided which yet.”
“What do you want from me?”
“Give me your life priest. Give me your life and soul to torment, to torture, and to play with for as long as I want; I want nothing more than you, my priest, to be my fuck toy,” his grin grew out of control, “that’s all this has been about really, the fact that I am your king and I will dominate you no matter what the out come. You and everyone else I want is mine.”
“And if I agree, you’ll let Joey go? Your word?”
His tongue slipped out of his mouth, like the snake he was, and ran across his lips, “Every word...,” he said maliciously.
Seto gulped, the situation had changed all too quickly for his liking, but now he had no choice. It was Ore-Samaway way or no way at all. Kaiba did not even consider it.
The proud owner of KaibaCorp. hung his head, a shameful s. “O. “Ok, I agree. Now please release Joey... Master.”
“Kami-Sama* will do nicely, Seto-dear,” and like he had promised, Malik released Joey.
The Cobra stood up, and walked over to Joey, the dog still curled in a fetal position on the floor.
The Millennium Rod slammed into Joey’s side and he let out a agonizing wince. Cobalt eyes glanced over under chestnut hair, “What are you doing? You said you wasn’t going to hurt Joey!”
“You made me promises to let him go, you never said how or if I could kill him or not,” Malik turned his violet eyes and Sennen Rod to Kaiba, “I don’t remember the deal including that you could talk back to me!” and Seto’s mind was set ablaze, horrible memories from his past and present amplified ten fold.
“MALIK!”
Said boy put a finger to his own lips, shushing the CEO and smiling with fish-lips, like a mother who had just told her daughter a funny family secret.
He turned back to Joey. “It only took you two days to remove my koi from me,” he purred to Joey, “Well, Seto has become quite accustomed to it--”
“T--to what?” Joey sputtered out on the floor.
“It’s a game I invented with Bakura’s light,” he smiled happily, kicking Joey in the left side, “It’s called: “Is there a God?”* And with that, Malik lifted the Millennium Rod up in the air, ready to bash Joey’s brains out of his skull--
But something stopped him!
“!--W!--Wha--What--the-hell...” he forced out, then realized what it was, more like, who it was. “Marik, I--I-I’ll send you to-to-th--he shad-ow realm--for thi-issss....!”
Malik’s hand shook, fingers uncurling from the rod dropping it.
The mind control lost, Joey shot up and grabbed Malik from behind, locking his arms with his and trying to halt the Evil Egyptians movements totallalikalik twisted out of Joey’s grip, kicking one of Joey’s knee’s out from under him.
As Joey collapsed to his knee’s once again, Kaiba grabbed the Sennen Rod, watching in horror as Malik put his lover in a choke hold with one arm and some dagger he had pulled out of nowhere to the left main artery.
“You’ve been a bad dragon, Sseeettooo... you‘ve disobeyed your God,” he purred out, sending chills up and down Kaiba’s spine.

["Don't lie to me, Sseettoo, don't fool yourself," Malik whispered, standing in the sun's last rays....Seto shivered as Malik drew his name out, eating his name, the letters, what it meant. Seto... The wind could whisper, but nothing more remained of that name, nothing Seto owned anymore, the name belonged to Malik.]

“...no,” he forced out, “you’re not my God,” Kaiba sucked air deep into his lungs, “YOU ARE NOT MY OR EVEN ‘A’ GOD!”

["I will bury your memory," Seto stated firmly. Convinced,t het he could, he would not bow down, he could not crave, would not be angry. He could bury Malik, or at least the memory of him. But Seto was angry, because he knew he had been reduced to nothing more than a follower. The desire to be dominated and the will to dominate strove to destroy the other. Gravity is a warp in space-time caused by a massive object.
"Will you? Seto," Malik crooned, "I ‘own‘ you, you ‘bow’ to me, you are ‘mine‘," Eyes half slitted, and pupils shrank to mere pinpoints of black light. And a warped smile that -pulled- at reality, twisted the air. "I take good care of mine," Malik touched him. But not with his hands.]

“Who’s to say that I’m not? Can you prove it?”
Kaiba’s eyes snapped open, he had not be looking for such a question. His mind was blank as well as ran wild with what to do.
Unlike Kaiba, he did not know what to do, he was thinking too fast, he had to have time to analyze the situation, time knew he did not and could not have. Kaiba had to calm himself but uncharacteristically he blurted out, “Can you use mystical powers with out the Sennen Rod?”
Malik’s face twisted into anger.
‘Crap! How can I do this and not get Joey hurt!?’ he screamed at himself.
“You’re running out of time, Kaiba, now give me the Sennen Rod; give your ‘God’ the Rod.
‘THE ROD!’ Kaiba’s eye sight flew to the object in his left hand, “...the Sennen Rod...?”
~“Hai, Kaithe the Sennen Rod.”~
Seto looked up at Malik, but it was not just him who spoke.
~”use the Millennium Rod against him!”~
‘What!? But how? I don’t know--’
~”You used it to call Joey to you, did you not?”~
‘I... I did?’
~”Think, Kaiba! Can’t you feel it? Like you know what you’re doing when you hold the staff?”~
‘But I--’
“GAAAHHHH!!” Joey yelled out pathetically, his cheek cut just below the eye.
Seto blanked out, anger consuming his mind and his subconscious took control of his body. The Millennium Rod was lifted over his right shoulder by his left hand and then thrusted forward toward Joey and his captor, Malik.
In a flash of light, Malik released Joey and crumpled to the floor, unconscious, hair tamer and face less menacing.
Joey fell forward on his hands, coughing and gagging. “Kaiba?” He looked up at his lover through shaggy yellow bangs.
Said CEO was now standing up, Sennen Rod at his side, staring foreword and taking the breath Joey had regained away. ‘God, so beautiful... to bad it looks like he’s gonna be on one of those damned power trips for weeks!’
Kaiba looked down at Joey, who was still on his hands and knees, and smiled, genuinely smiled a soft, warm and fuzzy smile. “And what momentous occasion, the dog has finally realized his place.”
Beautiful to ego trip to shock to anger, Joey raced to his feet and grabbed Kaiba by his shirt, “S!! &!! >.<”
Kaiba grasped Joey by the waist loosely with his free hand, his face coming closer to his, “yes my sweet puppy?” and he kissed him softly.
“We’ll, isn’t this just a sappy, happy ending?” came a voice.
The lovers turned towards the voice, seeing a off white, long haired Egyptian resting his elbows on the couch, his chin in his palms.
Seto’s features scrunched slightly and he dropped the Rod, “Marik...”
Clueing in, Marik straitened up and stepped to the door slowly, irritation in his steps. “Ok, fine, don’t thank me. I only just helped you save yourself and your boyfriend from the wrath of Malik.”
It hurt his pried slightly, but he did owe a lot to Maliks’ lighter and original personality, “Thank you,” the Egyptian glanced flirtatiously over his shoulder, “Marik.”
The off-white blonde smiled and promptly left the mansion.
“Kaiba?” Joey tilted his head as he asked concernly, “what was that all about?”
“Nothing Puppy, let’s go to bed, I’m really tired.”
“Are you sure you shouldn’t go to a doctor or somethin’?”
“I will in the morning. Now let’s take care of your eye* and go to bed.”
“Ok.”
They walked to the stairs, arms draped around each other. “Seto?”
“Hai?”
“Aishiteru.” and he cuddled into Kaiba’s chest.
“I love you too, Jonouchi*” and they climbed up the stairs, the Millennium Rod and Malik left behind them.
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1st*: actually, this would be more of a Pegasus thing to say.
2sd*: Ore-sama is the devil, satin, Lucifer, you get the idea.
3rd*: Kami-sama is God or the higher power you believe in.
4th*: I barrowed this game from EscaChick, you can find her on FanFiction.Net. Go check her stuff out because it’s cool and give her a kind word; she’s been in the hospital since the first of October.
5th*: Hai, I know, I’m using the dubbed names but I just couldn’t resist, plus it sounded better. Just look at it like it’s Kaiba’s new pet name for him (Joey’s waaay-back-in-Egypt name is ‘JONO’ according to ‘Forbidden Memories’
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[Currently Listening to: Charlie Daniels’ “The Devil Went Down to Georgia”]
KlebKat: ^..>? Well, wadjya people think? Shard says I should write a third one but I wasn’t even considering making any other except for the Prequels (I wasn’t even really going to do a sequel for ‘Late Night Dip’ but tons of my fans asked me for it).
Shardy: EVERYONE REVIEW AND TELL HER TO WRITE ANOTHER ONE!!!
Kleb: If I do write a third one, it won’t be another Seto/Joey/Seto, ohhh no, I gots me some plans... the third (if people want it) will be Akeifa(evil Bakura)/Ryou(good Bakura)/Yugi because I REALLY LIKE that coupling... espialy the Akeifa/Yugi one because the others are sooo cliché. I’m gonna do this coupling in text ext (if there is one) “Late Night” because I think people got mad at me for all of a sudden stopping the Lemon between Akeifa and Yugi.
You: *boo’s Kleb because of the non completed Lemon*
Erin: Shard’s became obsessed with Kleb’s stories.
Kat: Tell us, Shard, which fic do you want Kassie to work on at this very moment? KATTDRAGON: AWAKENING, the rest of Late Night Crisis, a sequel to ‘LND/LNC’, the Prequels to ‘LND/LNC’, or Kassie’s version of “Duelist of the Roses”?
Shardy: *crying* ...I DON’T KNOW!! I LOVE THEM ALL!!
Kleb: ... <-_-*> ...if you loved them so much then you would save them to your recommends and review...
Shardy: *thwacks Kleb in the head with the pink cat pillow*
Erin: Please Review... she needs reviews... all Kleb wants is some reviews.
Kleb: *now thwacking shard with pink cat pillow* Just click on that pretty gold-yellow text right under the Chapter Title button.