Silence is Deadly...

Silence is Deadly

Chapter One
“Feeling…”


Silence. It was deafening. The sound of nothing; void of anything and everything. Alone. A lonely soul trapped in the emptiness until another reaches for it. If another soul ever decides to reach for it.

That’s how he felt. What he wondered. Would anyone ever reach for him? Ease the numbness he felt inside? It wasn’t painful…no, pain would be a welcome change. At least then he would be feeling something. But this…this feeling was nothing, absolutely empty.

This is how he had felt since his other left him. Since his darkness had become separate from himself, another entity all his own. But he didn’t blame the other for the feeling, he blamed himself for being so weak.

He should be happy. His other self…no, Yami, had a life all his own now. He was no longer interfering with the former Pharaoh’s life. Yami was happy being separated from him, having his own body and leading his own life. So he smiled and acted like nothing had changed, doing everything in his power to hide the side affect their separation had caused to him. He wanted Yami to be happy, no matter what.

But it was hard, and he was going it alone. He didn’t know how much more he could take before…before…

~*~*~*~

Yugi found himself staring out into space a lot, like he used to. It was beginning to concern his friends, but he assured them it was just because he had a lot on his mind. He didn’t have the heart to tell them it was because he really didn’t think much of anything anymore, and that he still felt alone even as they crowded him and continued to chatter about different things.

But Yami didn’t seem to notice his odd behavior, and that was all that mattered. He never wanted Yami to notice, never wanted his darker half to find out…

It was difficult to hide things from Yami, he was so used to telling the other EVERYTHING, but this was just one of those things…he would take to his grave rather than tell the other.

Yugi watched as Yami flirted with some girls that had gathered around him. The were ooh-ing and aww-ing over him, and the fact that he was the King of Games. They were completely enthralled, drawn to him because of the power and mystery his aura exuded.

It disgusted Yugi. He didn’t like how those little sluts gathered around his darkness like that. Yet day by day he found himself feeling less, and he started to not care anymore…and that, more than anything, worried him.

Yugi excused himself, told his friends that he was just going to the bathroom. They said something about making sure not to be late for class, but he honestly couldn’t care less about class. He needed some time alone, physically at least, to figure out something. He didn’t want his little mask of happiness to fall away and for Yami to see the emptiness within. That would be unacceptable.

He closed the door behind him firmly, and locked it. No one would be in there, class would start any second now and everyone was either in the rooms or rushing to get to them. But still, he didn’t want anyone to walk in on him. He just needed some time to think, to get his thoughts back in order…or at least to make sure that his mask could last the rest of the day.

But the coldness inside wasn’t letting up, he had to think of something.

He walked over to one of the sinks and looked at himself in the mirror. His amethyst eyes no longer held the light they once had, rather they were dark and empty. Seemed the saying, “The eyes are mirrors to the soul” held true.

He narrowed his eyes at his reflection.

The hair was still the same. Spiked up, black and red, with blond bangs. His body was slender, though he had grown a couple of inches, he still looked the same. Everything was the same, outwardly, except for his damned eyes.

Glaring outright at the mirror he raised his right fist and slammed into it.

Glass shattered and shards flew about, flying past the one who had created them and cutting his left cheek. Yugi’s eyes widened at the feeling. Pain. His hand felt pain were some shards had embedded themselves within, while his cheek stung because of its own encounter with a piece of glass.

But strangely he didn’t mind the pain. He was feeling…feeling something, and that was all that mattered to him at that moment.

He brought his hand, still held in a fist, up to his chest to cover his heart and he looked at it. The wound wasn’t too bad, and would heal with proper care, but right now all he was focused on was that such a small wound had caused him to feel.

He was so engrossed in the fact that he was feeling, and where he was feeling, that he didn’t notice there was someone else in the room. Didn’t realize that someone had been in there when he had entered.

Slowly, cautiously, the other approached. Uncertain of how the other may react, but knowing that the smaller male needed help.

~*~*~*~

Seto had been minding his own business, about to leave when he had heard the door slam closed and lock. He really didn’t feel like dealing with any of the idiots he went to school with, so he decided to keep himself hidden and wait for the other male, who was probably hiding out for a morning smoke, to leave.

True, he didn’t much care for the thought of being late for class because some fool couldn’t wait for his nicotine fix, but it was better than actually having to acknowledge someone.

He was puzzled when he didn’t hear anything. Sure, he’d heard them walk to somewhere within the room, but he expected to hear more. The clack of the lid opening, the grind of the flint as it struck, or even the sound the resulting fire mixing with the fuel caused. Heck, he didn’t even smell smoke. Something was up, that he was sure, but he wasn’t going to interfere…

Or at least, he hadn’t planned on interfering, until he heard the glass break.

Maybe the other male had fallen? Hit themselves on the glass? They would be in need of medical attention, and though Seto really wasn’t the type to care he didn’t want any charges pressed against him for being in the wrong place, at the wrong time, and not doing anything about it.

He sighed and exited the stall he had been standing in since the other had entered. He was surprised, to say the least, to see Yugi standing there. The look on the other boy’s face disturbed him somewhat.

Yugi looked completely enthralled by his hand. By the blood that welled up from the wounds and slowly trickled down his hand to land unheeded to the floor. Seto had noticed Yugi acting strange since, well, shortly after Yami came into his own body…but he never expected to see anything like this.

It was like he enjoyed the pain, and that had Seto worried for the other’s sake. And strangely aroused.

He approached cautiously, slowly, not wanting to startle the smaller male. He really didn’t appear to need to worry though, the younger male with the tri-colored hair seemed oblivious to him. Yugi was too absorbed in the pain to even realize there was anyone else around. That, and the small guy really miscalculated the situation.

Wrapping his arms around Yugi so that he couldn’t hurt either of them, Seto leaned his head down to whisper in the startled boy’s ear, “What are you doing?”

Yugi froze. A million thoughts racing through his mind.

He couldn’t let Seto know. He didn’t want Yami to find out. Seto had the soul of the priest, he was loyal to Yami, not to him. He couldn’t tell the taller male anything, else it was sure to get back to Yami…

“Seems to me that you hurt yourself. You need to see the nurse…”

“No! I just need to go home!” Yugi stated, panicked, and struggled against Seto, doing his damnedest to get free.

He was so afraid that Seto would realize what he had been doing. Sure, it was nice to feel an emotion, pain he could deal with, but fear was never a good thing.

“And what will you do when you get home? Cut yourself?” Seto questioned coldly. He didn’t like how Yugi was reacting, it was like a cornered and wounded animal.

“Let me go!” Yugi pleaded as he still tried to break loose from his captor’s hold.

Seto groaned. He couldn’t help it, every move Yugi seemed to make rubbed up against his manhood. It was arousing to have Yugi at his mercy, but his struggles and constant contact, Seto was almost painfully erect.

“Stop that, Yugi.” Seto commanded as he thrust his hips forward so Yugi got the message.

Yugi stilled, shocked. He wasn’t sure whether or not what he felt was what he thought it was. Wasn’t sure if that had really been Seto’s, generously endowed, length thrust against his rear.

A thrill of excitement shot along his spine. He felt. This time it was desire. Sure, it wasn’t some of the emotions he would like to have again, but it was something. More importantly he had found someone other than Yami who could invoke emotion within him.

Yugi smiled a little, a real smile. Then, before Seto could register what was happening the smaller boy turned around in his arms.

“Seto…” Yugi sighed and rested his head against the taller male’s chest. Taking in the blue-eyed boy’s scent.

Yugi moaned and thrust his small, awakening, arousal against Seto’s thigh. He mewled in delight when he felt the taller male’s erection twitch against his stomach in response.

“Yugi…” Seto gasped, his voice huskier than normal. “What are you…”

“You make me feel.” Yugi stated, as if that answered everything, before kissing Seto firmly on the mouth.

Seto’s blue eyes widened in response, surprised that little Yugi was being so…assertive. That wasn’t usually how the boy was, unless engaged in a game…but this. Was he thinking of it as a game?

“Yugi…” Seto moaned out the other’s name when the smaller male slipped his hand out of his grasp, and right into the brunette’s pants. “You want to play sex games, huh?” He purred as he enjoyed Yugi’s clumsy strokes. It was obvious the boy had never done this type of thing before.

“I just want to feel.” Yugi admitted softly, desperate to feel more of the burning desire that seemed to course through his veins, causing his blood to boil to an almost unbearable level. “Please…” He begged and Seto groaned.

If that was what the smaller male wanted, he wouldn’t mind giving it. Having dominance over one of his rivals, that would be a pleasure in, and of, itself.

Seto growled, pushing the other away from him. Yugi stared, confused, and wondered if he had done something wrong. Said something wrong. What if Seto wasn’t that way?

“Strip.” Was the command uttered from the blue eyed boy’s lips.

It took Yugi a moment for what the other said to sink in, but when it did Yugi blushed brightly.

‘If that wasn’t reassurance, I don’t know what is.’ Yugi thought with a shy smile as he slowly took off his clothes in a teasing manner, giving the brunette an amateur’s show.

Seto smirked as he took in the sight. The smaller male was quite attractive and he wondered why he hadn’t thought about claiming the other before. What better way to prove one’s dominance than to screw their opponent into submission?

Right. Yami had always been there to defend little Yugi. That’s why he had never tried.

But Yami wasn’t there.

Seto laughed mentally. Oh yea, he was definitely going to enjoy this.

Quickly and gracefully unbuttoning his pants, Seto never took his eyes off his prey. He took off the jacket part of his uniform and laid it down over the broken glass, making sure it was the proper distance away from Yugi’s pile of discarded clothing, before motioning Yugi over to him.

Yugi blushed. He couldn’t believe he was doing this, with Seto of all people, but the feelings were intense. He was feeling something again and that was all that mattered to him. Sure, the blue-eyed male wasn’t Yami, wasn’t completely what he needed to fill the void. .. But he was helping to, and so Yugi felt compelled to do anything the other asked to bask in this blissful feeling just a little longer.

Sauntering over to the brunette Yugi gave a coy smile when the other glared. Seemed that Seto’s legendary composure and self control were slipping a little. Not that Yugi cared about something so trivial.

When Yugi was in arms length Seto quickly grabbed him up and laid him down on the floor. Yugi’s eyes widened as a piercing pain spread all over his back. He remembered the glass and realized that Seto had made sure that his head and neck were protected by his discarded clothing, while Seto’s jacket acted as a barrier separating the shards from his rear.

“You’re feeling now.” Seto chuckled as he took Yugi’s small shaft in his hand and began pumping it back to life.

“Seto…” Yugi gasped, the combination of pain and pleasure incredible. He was having trouble catching his breath, he was breathing so hard that he began to pant. He couldn’t help it, he wasn’t sure what was going on, but he wanted more. “More.”

“With pleasure.” Seto replied as he pushed down on Yugi’s chest a little, causing glass slivers to dig deeper.

Yugi could feel the blood dripping, the pain, and moaned. That feeling, combined with the pleasure of the hand stroking his most sensitive organ, was intoxicating.

“You like that, don’t you?” Seto said, though it was more of a statement than a question and Yugi could tell that Seto was enjoying himself immensely. “Let’s see how much you can take.” He smirked, freeing his cock completely and rubbing it against Yugi’s entrance.

“Seto…” Yugi gasped out, a little afraid.

“Fine.” Seto sighed as he brought three fingers to Yugi’s mouth. “Suck.” He commanded and Yugi complied, knowing that this would help the process. “Good boy.” Seto complimented when he felt that Yugi had done well enough.

Seto moved his fingers down to Yugi’s entrance and, rather than waiting for Yugi, pushed the first digit in.

“Agh!” Yugi cried out at the pain of the intrusion and Seto smiled.

“You wanted to feel. Now feel.” Seto growled as he moved the finger around to begin stretching Yugi’s virgin entrance.

The finger moved around and hooked a little, catching a place inside Yugi that caused his hips to come up off the jacket.

“Oh Gods…” Yugi moaned and Seto used his distraction to add another finger, scissoring them to stretch the smaller male further. “Set…Seto…” He gasped out when the brunette hit that spot again, and continued to do so.

“Not yet…” Seto growled and stopped stroking Yugi’s manhood in favor of trying to keep the amethyst eyed boy’s hips down.

Adding a third finger, Seto moved them in and out accordingly. He wanted Yugi to at least be somewhat prepared. Not for the smaller male’s sake, but for his own. Blue ball wasn’t cool.

“Ready?” Seto asked, not waiting for an answer as he slid the head of his cock inside of Yugi’s entrance.

“Seto!” Yugi cried out, a cross between pain and pleasure flooding his senses. He wanted more, but he didn’t know what to do. “I don’t know…I’m not sure what to do.” He admitted and Seto lifted Yugi’s legs.

“Wrap them around my waist.” Seto stated and when Yugi had done just that he began to slide in, inch by inch, not wanting to hurt either of them.

Seto gasped, sweat glistening upon his brow and dampening his bangs, when he finally seated himself fully into Yugi’s hot sheath. It was better than he had imagined, so hot and tight.

Yugi moaned and moved to the side a little, the glass beneath him crunching, and cutting, as his position changed. He groaned at the slicing feeling, both from the glass and Seto. Yugi felt like he was being cut in half, but at the same time he felt so full. He really wasn’t sure what to think of his situation, but Seto grabbed his manhood again and all thoughts fled.

“Set…o…um, more…” Yugi moaned when he could while he gasped for air. The feeling was incredible. He never knew that one could feel such pleasure, while at the same time experiencing such pain. It was addicting, and he wanted more.

“As you wish.” Seto replied with hard thrusts, in and out of Yugi’s tight yet willing body. He enjoyed the act of taking the smaller male more than he had thought possible. To have Yugi withering and begging beneath him, the scent of the amethyst eyed male’s blood thick in the air…he was drowning in a sea of bliss.

“Seto.” Yugi half gasped, half moaned, and wrapped his arms around his lover’s neck. He was trying to anchor himself, he felt as if he might fly away.

Pulling Seto down into a bruising kiss Yugi demanded more with his body by thrusting his hips and burying Seto deeper within him.

“Mmm…Demanding little bitch, aren’t you?” Seto teased against Yugi’s swollen lips, but complied and started pounding into the willing body beneath him.

Seto was relentless as he made Yugi moan, and even scream, his name over and over again. Touching, tasting, not missing a beat. Doing everything with the accuracy and precision that the young CEO was known for.

“Seto…I can’t…I’m… Oh Gods!” Yugi cried out as he arched up, flying to the heights of ecstasy, while his semen coated his lower abdomen.

“Yu…gi.” Seto growled out as he, too, joined the smaller male in orgasmic bliss.

The two basked in the afterglow, amazed at how breathtaking, and pleasurable, the experience had been.

While Yugi floated between the state of being there and not, his mind raced. Finally he felt again. Sure, it was pain and pleasure, but he’d rather feel pain than nothing at all. This he could take, and he was sure that it’d make him stronger. He would get Seto to help him, help him feel and become stronger…And he would be strong…

Anything for Yami.


A/N: My first try at being “Dark” with a fic. XD lol Good, bad? What do you think? *^.^* Anyway, this is going to be Flareshipping *^.^* <3