Black Feathers

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AnimeGal4: Greetings everyone. I would like to welcome everyone to my first fic on Adultfanfiction.net and you might be surprised at what can come out of my fingers when I really want to get my point across. Now…don’t be scared readers… Also just to point it out that there maybe some YamixYugi stuff later…I am really starting to like that couple. Also…this fic is not for the light hearted… Now…on with the fic.

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~*~ the Black Feathers~*~

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“Guys…I really don’t want to be here right now…This place always freaks me out…,” Yugi whispered as he followed closely behind his friends.

“Oh come on Yugi? You aren’t…scared are you? Give me a break…it’s only a cemetery,” said Joey.

“Don’t be so worried,” stated Bakura (Yami)

“Hey don’t fuck around…I don’t like this place either,” said Marik (normal one), walking beside Yugi.

The four friends walked slowly along the moss-eaten pathway that led through the cemetery. It was very dark outside and all of them had broken curfew. In order to save time… they had decided to go through the cemetery, which was practically creepy with the full moon beating over head. Yugi looked around at all of the tomb stones and shivered…cemeteries freaked him out. He really didn’t know why…maybe it was the fact that just below his feet, there was dead, rotting, once living bodies allowing the worms and maggots to eat away at them. Shiver…

“I hate cemeteries…,” said Yugi, wanting to leave.

“Hey! Look at this!” shouted Joey. The three remaining friends turned to see Joey standing next to a huge tomb, probably belonging to someone important…or dangerous seeming it was locked VERY tightly. Bakura walked over to the entrance to the tomb and pulled on the handle.

“Huh…won’t open,” said Bakura, pointing out the obvious.

“That’s because its locked genius,” started Marik, walking up beside him, “ever think of that?”

“Shut up.”

“Hey! You wanna see if we can get inside? What if there is something IN there?” asked Joey, himself trying the door.

“You mean like a dead body?” asked Yugi.

“Yeah!”

“Oh…I don’t know…,” started Yugi but was stopped by a smash coming from his right. He looked out the see Bakura standing over a broken tomb stone with a shovel in his hands.

“Look what I found…grave keeper must have left it here…,” he said, stepping on the stone.

“Why did u do that?!” asked Yugi, running to pick up the pieces of the tomb stone.

“To test it, here Joey, break the lock. I wouldn’t mind seeing that dead, rotting body,” said Bakura, half laughing and handing the shovel to Joey.

“I heard we shouldn’t break into someone’s tomb. It could make the spirits angry and isn’t there always a reason why someone’s tomb is locked?” asked Marik.

“I think that you have been watching WAY too many movies Marik. We just wanna see, I don‘t think they will mind,” said Joey.

Before anyone could stop him, Joey smashed the shovel over the lock, knocking it off. It fell to the ground with a smash. The Bakura looked around to see if anyone was coming. Dead silence.

“Ok, let’s go.”

The four of them walked into the tomb and found it lead deep into the ground. Joey started down the stairs, followed by Bakura and Marik. Yugi stood there, eyeing the exit. He hesitated, knowing Yami would kill him for being so late. He choose to follow his friends down the stairs into the ground. The whole place smelled, and got worse as thy travel down deeper. Moss and roots grew all over the walls. At least, that’s what Yugi thought they were considering that he couldn’t see and inch in front of him. He felt his way along the walls, fingering the moss and roots to balance has he went.

“Anyone got a lighter?” asked Marik.

“Yeah,” answered Joey. He reached for his pocket and pulled out a small lighter. He turned it on and instantly the whole path or room as you would call it, filled with light. Yugi sighed at the relief that it was root and moss. He placed his hand against the wall and his fingers slipped into something…warm? But wait…something else…

“Skulls…,” Yugi breathed, falling to the ground.

“Oh…my…God,” sputtered Marik. They stared at the room that they all entered. Moss and roots covered the walls but, encircled in the vines were hundreds of skulls. Their mouths hung open, as if trying to scream, but no sound left them. They hung from the ceiling, from the walls and littered the ground. A smell of rotting flesh met their noses. Marik started to gag and placed his hand onto the wall to stop from falling over. He winced when he released that his hand hit something warm. He slowly turned his head to see his index and pinky finger had slid in the eye sockets of a still covered in flesh skull. Its eyes sunk back into the skull because if Marik’s weight on it. It felled…warm! Almost…fresh!

“AH!” Marik shouted has he pulled his hand away, taking an eye with it. He screamed again and flung the rotten eye off his fingers and wiped it off the best he could on his coat.

“What the hell is the place?” asked Bakura, taking a step back.

“It’s not a tomb, it’s a crypt,” breathed Joey, beginning to gag from the smell.

“What do think that is?” asked Marik.

They peered over to the very end of the room. There, on a small table made of cement sat a very small urn. It was decorated with different symbols and was covered in cob webs. Spiders crawled all over it. They all watched as a spider caught a small maggot in its web and wrapped it up and sunk its teeth into it, sucking its life away. Suck. Suck. Shiver…

“I think that’s your dead body Bakura,” said Joey, covering his mouth.

“What a rip! All bark and no bite, that’s what this place is,” Bakura said, walking over the urn.

“You don’t call this a bite?” asked Marik, stilling wiping off his fingers. “That skull still has EYES!”

“Let’s just go Bakura,” said Joey, walking towards the exit. “I don’t like this at all.”

“What gave you THAT feeling?” asked Marik, watching Bakura.

Bakura picked up the urn from the table and turned it in full circles, looking at in every direction possible. He put a finger on the lid. He circled the lid with one finger, clearing the cob webs off of it. “I wonder what body remains look like…”

“Listen Bakura, we all know you love this kind of stuff, but something’s wrong here. Let just go,” whispered Yugi, finally getting off the floor. They all jumped at his voice, which had been silent for the last few minutes.

Bakura wasn’t listening. He slowly undid the small rope that held the urn and the lid together and lifted it off.

“Don’t!”

Suddenly, a cold wind ran through the room, it rattled all of the skulls, moving there mouths, giving them the look of laughter. A cold, cruel laugh echoed through the stone walls. It repeated and repeated. The skulls were laughing at them! In surprise, Bakura dropped the urn, spilling the contents onto the floor. The dust ran every which way onto the floor, stopping at Bakura’s feet. Bakura winced at his actions and ran toward his friends. Without warning the moss and roots, along with the skulls shot at them like bullets, laughing more and more as they came closer.

“RUN!”

All four of them shot out of the room, with the skulls right behind, laughter getting stronger. It echoed through the walls and followed them as they ran up the stairs. Yugi trailed behind just a tad, giving the skulls a chance to catch him. The skulls shot forward and bit down hard onto his wrist, causing him to fall the ground. Than he felt it, a pain like none he ever felt before. It ran through his brain, feeling as though it was ripping his head in two. The skull dung deeper and deeper into his skin, until Yugi felt bone meet bone. He screamed in pain. His head and body felt like they were being ripped, cut, beat, stabbed, raped. Every inch of his skin burned and cracked. Shattered. His soul was being shattered. The very pain was killing him. Not his wrist, but his soul being torn apart. The pain ripped and tore more, causing Yugi to bleed. It ran out of his fingers, hands, feet, back, chest, and eyes. He screamed again. Hoping to God someone would help him.

“Oh God help you child…your mine”

Yugi’s thoughts were stopped in there tracts as he felt himself being pulled upwards. He felt himself being carried and soon, the cool night air hit his face. He opened his eyes to see that they were outside, and far away from the tomb. He was leaded up against a tomb stone with his friends standing around him, bent over, trying to and catch their breath. Joey was the first the straighten himself out.

“What the fuck was that?” asked Joey, breathing rather hard.

“You guys all saw it too? Good, than I haven’t lost my mind,” said Marik, getting up.

“Yet,” stated Bakura. He turned around and looked around. Dead silence.

“You ok Yugi?” asked Marik.

Yugi felt all of his friend’s eyes on him. Yugi quickly looked at his wrist were the skull had grabbed him.

“It’s…gone,” breathed Yugi, turning his wrist over and over to see if he missed it.

“What’s gone Yugi?” asked Joey, watching his friend.

“You saw it right? That skull…It grabbed my wrist! It pulled me down. I thought I was dieing,” said Yugi, turning his eyes to his friends. They all looked at him strangely.

“Yug, those skull things weren’t chasing us, they were just in the room. You just fell down and I ran back to get you. You were screaming, but I guess you were just seeing things,” said Joey, holding out a hand to help him up.

Yugi looked at him for a second, thinking he was kidding around. He soon released he wasn’t. With the stern look in all of there eyes, they wanted to get out of there.

“But it bit me! You didn’t see it? Than this pain…and than this voice…it was awful,” said Yugi taking Joey’s hand and getting up.

“We didn’t hear any voice Yugi…,” said Bakura, looking around.

“What did it say Yugi?” asked Marik, watching him closely.

“Oh God help you child…your mine,” Yugi repeated. He watched as Marik’s face went white as a sheet.

“Oh come on Marik…Yugi’s just trying to freak you out. Let’s go home…it’s like 12:30am,” said Bakura, elbowing Marik in the side. Marik shrugged his shoulders and followed Bakura onto the main pathway.

“I am NOT making it up!” shouted Yugi. He looked at Joey for backup.

“Look man, whatever you saw in there, it’s gone now. I think we are all a little tired. Let’s get going,” he said, walking to the path

Yugi sighed, not really knowing what he saw or heard down there, but it wasn’t good, he still had the chills. He looked at the tomb that lay far of in the distance. It looked normal, even thought it was open. He narrowed his eyes, trying to see if anything was there.

“Come on Yugi!”

Yugi turned slowly away and walked onto the pathway. He caught up to his friends quickly. Marik went on to say something about school. They were soon in a deep conversation about the boy’s bathrooms and the state of hell they were in. They had already forgotten what had really happened down there. Yugi wasn’t listening. What was going on? He knew the skulls, or things, chased them out…but was he the only one who saw them? He looked down at his wrist again. Nothing was there. No cut, bruise or anything. Maybe he did just imagine it. Maybe he was just tired. But one thing was for sure…he would never forget that low, sickening voice.

Yugi’s House: 1:00am

“Yugi! Where the hell have you been?!” asked Yami, half shouting, half calm when Yugi walked in the door.

“No where special.”

“What?”

“It’s nothing Yami…I just want to go to bed ok?”

“Well…why are you home so late?” asked Yami. He looked like he had been freaking out, since he was white all over. It looked kind of strange on him, considering how tan he was.

“We were already late and than Bakura said we should go through the cemetery to save some time. We got lost, that’s all,” answered Yugi. He threw his coat on the kitchen table and poured himself a glass of water.

“Why are you so pale?”

“Yami, we were in a cemetery, late at night, totally freaked…do I need to keep going?” Yugi sighed, jumped up on the counter to sit. He let his legs hang over the edge of the counter as Yami walked toward him. Their eyes met and Yami put his hands on Yugi’s knees.

“You should have called,” said Yami, reaching out to touch Yugi’s pale face. “You’re all clammy. What happened?”

“I already told you. I guess I’m a little pale because Bakura was playing tricks. Trying to scare us and stuff,” Yugi said, trying to sound as normal as possible. Plus, he was sure Yami could picture Bakura doing that, especially in a cemetery late at night.

Yami laughed a little,” I suppose he would do something like that wouldn’t he? Well let’s go up to bed. I’m tired from waiting, and you are just tired from running around,” Yami said smiling, not buying a single word that was coming out of his aibou’s mouth.

Yami followed Yugi up the stairs and into his bedroom, watching him closely. He didn’t like the sense that was coming off Yugi. Something didn’t feel right…Yugi didn’t feel right. Yugi changed into his P.J.’s and got into bed and threw the covers over him. Yami walked up to the side of the bed and sat down. He put a hand on Yugi’s forehead and eyed him carefully. Yugi knew he hadn’t bought his story. Yami could sense anything and sometimes he wondered if it was really worth his breathe telling his yami spirit a lie. Yami knew full well he was lying and would want to know why. Yugi closed his eyes, so he wouldn’t have to look at his darker half. Yugi felt the hand lift off his forehead. He felt it again on his wrist were the skull had bit him, at least that what he though…

Than Yugi felt it gain, that same pain he had felt in the cemetery, before it had time to really start…Yugi tried to pull his hand away. Yami held it still and brought it up to his face. Yugi kept his scream within him as Yami looked at it. The pain slowly spread from his head to arms and legs. Yami still hadn’t noticed. Yugi’s head started to pound and that same ripping feeling came back. His whole body teased up. Yugi felt his muscles slowly wrap tighter around his bones and organs. He felt like he was being strangled by his own body as his body wrapped around his body. His organs wrapped around other organs and bones slowly began to shift into nearby nerves. He gasped out loud. Yami let go of his wrist quickly and stared at him. Yugi was panting on the bed, paler than ever.

“Yugi?”

Yugi had already pasted out on the bed from the pain. When Yami didn’t get an answer from his abiou, he panicked. He started to shake him, hoping he would wake up. Yugi opened his eyes to find Yami clearly on top of him, sitting on his stomach. He had his hands on his shoulders, looking terrified and breathing hard. Shiver…

Yugi looked at him, and soon remembered what happened. Yugi brought a hand up to Yami’s face and placed it there. He slowly let his hand slip down Yami’s pale face, causing Yami to look at him. A deep flush came over Yugi’s face as he stared as his Yami. Yami leaded back a little, and finally slipped off Yugi, as if he forgot how to move. Yami slid to the edge of the bed and a long silence filled the room.

“What happened there?” asked Yami, avoiding his eyes.

Yugi didn’t know how to answer him. He didn’t even know. Exhaustion soon slid over Yugi and he pasted out just as he was going to try an answer. Yami paused to wait for him to finish, but turned around to see Yugi asleep on his bed. Yami stared at him for a minute, worry written all over his face. Yami crawled up to Yugi’s face and kissed him on the forehead. He crawled up a little farther until Yugi’s head fit into the curve of his neck. Yugi turned in and Yami wrapped his arms around him. Yugi breathed in and out, causing Yami to shiver. He pulled the covers over him as well and pushed his face into Yugi’s hair.

Something had happened to Yugi…and he was going to find out what. He closed his eyes and fell asleep in the mass of his aibou’s hair.

_End of Chapter_

AnimeGal4: Well…well…well… a cliffy. What did you guys think? Did you like it? I promise that the next chapter will be very interesting because I have some horrible things in mind….I hope to put the next chapter up soon.

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