Who's the new Guy?
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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890
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Who's the new Guy?
Title: Who’s the new guy?
Author: Yin of the Western Lands
Main Pairing: Bakura/OMC
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the yugioh characters or the city but how ever I do own Rip his mother and this sick and twisted plotline so you stupid lawyers can’t sue me so HA.
Warnings: If you have problems with MALE/MALE pairings and descriptive TORTURE/SEX scenes. Then don’t bother scrolling down to read this story at all.
Author’s Note: this particular story has been edited, reposted and has been BETAED much thanks to my twin Yang (we should really get together and write a fic sometime.)
Rashim Ishtar Peterson was not very happy at all. He had lived a normal life like every other child he knew. He grew up with two loving parent’s one annoying younger sibling and a dog. Unfortunately that all changed for him three years ago, his father and younger brother were killed in a car crash while out looking for the dog. Now the dog would have not gotten out if Rashim had closed the gate like he had been told to.
He and his mother had grieved for months until his mother had found work to support the both of them. But for some reason Rashim couldn’t seem to stay out of trouble which was the cause of them relocating so often. The last place they had lived in was Cairo, Egypt and like a fool Rashim had gotten into trouble yet again by committing arson so once more they had to relocate. His mother had picked some unknown place in Japan called Domino City.
Rip wasn’t very happy with the way his day had started out because he was now late for his first day of school. He hated the fact that he had to wear a uniform and only had one teacher; he had a feeling that he wasn’t going to like a few of his classmates. When he finally arrived class was already in session and the teacher was giving a lecture. The professor stopped mid sentence and looked at Rashim.
“You must be the new student; your late don’t let it happen again. Oh and please introduce your self to the class.”
Rashim looked at everyone from under his hood and said, “Hi I’m Rip you leave me alone and I won’t have to kill you.”
Now this presented an interesting challenge to Bakura who loved to annoy any one he could. Bakura grinned evilly at the new kid as he was given the empty seat next to Yami.
Bakura stuck his foot out and tripped Rip as he passed him up. He was shocked when seconds later a black katana rested against his jugular vein ready to end his life.
“Touch me again and I’ll kill you bitch.” Rip hissed.
Bakura looked at him with wide shocked eyes until Rip had taken his seat. Rip on the other hand stared out the window until the lunch bell had rung releasing them from class. He walked out in to the hot sun dressed in all black including the thick black hooded pullover he was so very fond of wearing. He was spotted wandering around until he ended up in line for the snack bar. He waited for twenty minutes to place his order only to be tapped on the shoulder and was cut by none other than Bakura. Rip hadn’t cared that his food had been taken but he was pissed because Bakura had taken his hoodie with him. Rip stalked off after him and caught up before he’d reached his small circle of friends.
“Give me back my pullover bitch.” Rip shouted.
“Why should I do something like that punk?” Bakura asked.
“Cause I’m not gonna ask you again Mother Fucker.” Rip snapped.
Bakura gave him his trade mark grin and ripped the hoodie in half before tossing it into the Shadow Realm. Bakura walked away laughing evilly; Rip snarled shoved Bakura and followed after him hissing,
“Now I’m gonna teach you why you should have left me alone.”
Rip looked over at Bakura who was currently naked and held captive by a strong set of chains. Bakura glared back at him and hissed.
“Let me go now and I’ll make your death quick and painless.”
Rip circled Bakura and snapped a whip centimeters from Bakura’s face.
“I don’t think you in any position to demand any thing from me at this very moment.”
Rip whispered in his left ear. Then Rip stepped back and all Bakura knew was intense pain. It was even worse than the beatings he received while growing up as a young thief.
Rip laid into Bakura’s back making several different patterns that overlapped one another. What seemed to be hours later Rip put down the whip and waved a large spray bottle in front of Bakura’s face.
“Well I hope you like water…….oh and that’s with a little bit of salt?” Rip snickered as he began spraying Bakura’s back with a fine layer of mist. He relished in his prisoner’s hoarse painfilled screams until he passed out from the pain eating at his nerve endings.
Rip looked at the passed out Bakura and shighed.
“Such a pity and I was beginning to have so much fun. Well gotta get him back to then.”
Rip mumbled.
Author’s note: well it’s done (the 1st chapter any ways) please review I’d like to know what you the readers think.
Thank you for taking the time to read this.
Author: Yin of the Western Lands
Main Pairing: Bakura/OMC
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the yugioh characters or the city but how ever I do own Rip his mother and this sick and twisted plotline so you stupid lawyers can’t sue me so HA.
Warnings: If you have problems with MALE/MALE pairings and descriptive TORTURE/SEX scenes. Then don’t bother scrolling down to read this story at all.
Author’s Note: this particular story has been edited, reposted and has been BETAED much thanks to my twin Yang (we should really get together and write a fic sometime.)
Rashim Ishtar Peterson was not very happy at all. He had lived a normal life like every other child he knew. He grew up with two loving parent’s one annoying younger sibling and a dog. Unfortunately that all changed for him three years ago, his father and younger brother were killed in a car crash while out looking for the dog. Now the dog would have not gotten out if Rashim had closed the gate like he had been told to.
He and his mother had grieved for months until his mother had found work to support the both of them. But for some reason Rashim couldn’t seem to stay out of trouble which was the cause of them relocating so often. The last place they had lived in was Cairo, Egypt and like a fool Rashim had gotten into trouble yet again by committing arson so once more they had to relocate. His mother had picked some unknown place in Japan called Domino City.
Rip wasn’t very happy with the way his day had started out because he was now late for his first day of school. He hated the fact that he had to wear a uniform and only had one teacher; he had a feeling that he wasn’t going to like a few of his classmates. When he finally arrived class was already in session and the teacher was giving a lecture. The professor stopped mid sentence and looked at Rashim.
“You must be the new student; your late don’t let it happen again. Oh and please introduce your self to the class.”
Rashim looked at everyone from under his hood and said, “Hi I’m Rip you leave me alone and I won’t have to kill you.”
Now this presented an interesting challenge to Bakura who loved to annoy any one he could. Bakura grinned evilly at the new kid as he was given the empty seat next to Yami.
Bakura stuck his foot out and tripped Rip as he passed him up. He was shocked when seconds later a black katana rested against his jugular vein ready to end his life.
“Touch me again and I’ll kill you bitch.” Rip hissed.
Bakura looked at him with wide shocked eyes until Rip had taken his seat. Rip on the other hand stared out the window until the lunch bell had rung releasing them from class. He walked out in to the hot sun dressed in all black including the thick black hooded pullover he was so very fond of wearing. He was spotted wandering around until he ended up in line for the snack bar. He waited for twenty minutes to place his order only to be tapped on the shoulder and was cut by none other than Bakura. Rip hadn’t cared that his food had been taken but he was pissed because Bakura had taken his hoodie with him. Rip stalked off after him and caught up before he’d reached his small circle of friends.
“Give me back my pullover bitch.” Rip shouted.
“Why should I do something like that punk?” Bakura asked.
“Cause I’m not gonna ask you again Mother Fucker.” Rip snapped.
Bakura gave him his trade mark grin and ripped the hoodie in half before tossing it into the Shadow Realm. Bakura walked away laughing evilly; Rip snarled shoved Bakura and followed after him hissing,
“Now I’m gonna teach you why you should have left me alone.”
Rip looked over at Bakura who was currently naked and held captive by a strong set of chains. Bakura glared back at him and hissed.
“Let me go now and I’ll make your death quick and painless.”
Rip circled Bakura and snapped a whip centimeters from Bakura’s face.
“I don’t think you in any position to demand any thing from me at this very moment.”
Rip whispered in his left ear. Then Rip stepped back and all Bakura knew was intense pain. It was even worse than the beatings he received while growing up as a young thief.
Rip laid into Bakura’s back making several different patterns that overlapped one another. What seemed to be hours later Rip put down the whip and waved a large spray bottle in front of Bakura’s face.
“Well I hope you like water…….oh and that’s with a little bit of salt?” Rip snickered as he began spraying Bakura’s back with a fine layer of mist. He relished in his prisoner’s hoarse painfilled screams until he passed out from the pain eating at his nerve endings.
Rip looked at the passed out Bakura and shighed.
“Such a pity and I was beginning to have so much fun. Well gotta get him back to then.”
Rip mumbled.
Author’s note: well it’s done (the 1st chapter any ways) please review I’d like to know what you the readers think.
Thank you for taking the time to read this.