Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh or anything associated with Yugioh. Much as I wish I did though, cause then I’d be a rich bitch.
My apologies if my writing is kind of run on and crappy…I’m more of a poem person normally.
Captive
Yugi shifted on his bed, far too warm for comfort. After a moment of squirming, he felt the uncomfortable heat lift, and someone was moving him around. Yami or Grandpa must have noticed him he thought, and helped to keep him comfortable. Yugi’s drowsy thoughts were interrupted by an unusual smell and taste in his mouth. It was almost like a mint of some sort, but it wasn’t sweet or delicious, just numbing. He wrinkled his nose and cuddled his head into the pillow to get away. A hand gently tousled his hair. Yeah, one of his male family members must be tending him…but, why are they moving me around so much now? Ow. Yugi grunted and clenched his eyes for a moment, his legs and arms were being wrenched around now. Blinking furiously trying to focus his sleepy, dry eyes, Yugi startled at the face of a stranger all in black. He had a fair, handsome face, and slightly spiky, short, black hair. He was binding Yugi’s legs and arms with some sort of twisted silk ribbon, and he couldn’t yank himself free. He tried to scream out for help, but found his voice wouldn’t work. All that came out was a heavy breath, already muffled by the silk tied around his mouth. The stranger finally looked him in the eye. He smiled and chuckled quietly at Yugi’s feeble attempts at freeing himself, and mussed his hair again. Yugi looked hopefully over at his sleeping “brother”, Yami, who lay in another bed beside his. They had since shared a room and hid under the ruse of twins since he separated. If I can just get his attention I’ll get out of this mess! How did this guy get in the house to begin with!? His forced breaths fell on deaf ears. No matter how hard he tried to force the air out of his lungs, he just couldn’t make a sound loud enough to wake anyone in the house. Again, the stranger smiled at him, before heaving him up in his arms bridal style and carrying him out of the room. Yugi felt helpless. Here was this stranger, somehow walking into and around his house completely undetected, kidnapping him out of his bed and no one noticed. Fearful tears came to his eyes and he sniffled slightly. As they made their way down the stairs into the foyer, the stranger stopped and peered down at Yugi. He hushed him softly and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead, rocking him gently side to side in his arms. Yugi didn’t understand. Why was he doing this? Taking him away from his family, but comforting him while doing so? Nonetheless, Yugi now felt strangely at ease. He didn’t feel that the man would hurt him anymore. In fact, he seemed more interested in keeping him calm and safe, why else use the soft silk cloth strips to tie him instead of rough rope? Yugi turned to look where they walked as they stepped out of the house and closed the door behind them. A black SUV sat out front of the game shop. The man shifted his weight onto one arm and opened the trunk door; inside was a mattress like cushion with soft cotton sheets, blankets, and pillows lying about. He was then plopped gently down onto the bed with a pillow beneath his head and the door was shut behind him. The man shuffled quickly to the drivers seat, and they were off. What is going on? Where are we going? I want to go back home! Yugi felt more tears coming to his eyes. The fear that penetrated him earlier was back full force, the soft bed and gentle driving doing no good to keep him relaxed. Sniffling tiredly again, Yugi let himself drift off to sleep again, the fear of what was coming lingering in his mind.
Yugi awoke to the sound of the trunk slamming shut again. He was again in the arms of the dark-haired man, now being taken from a garage into a house; where exactly, he didn’t know. He was carried down a hallway, stairs, and passed a door into something like a basement. The walls were white, and several doors appeared to lead off of the small main room. They turned and went down the first door to the left. Inside was a room full of what appeared to be strange medical tools. His heart stopped momentarily at the sight; a table with restraints, and another chair with odd stirrups, surgical tools, refrigerators filled with unusual substances- if you could find it in a mad scientists house, it was here. What the hell is he going to do to me?!? The dark-haired man patted his head again and set him on the table. He walked a few steps to one of the cabinets and pulled out a small box. Popping off the lid, he revealed a syringe prefilled with an off color liquid. He pushed on the plunger letting a few drops squeeze out. Feeling comfortable with it, the man stepped back over to Yugi and readied the syringe at his arm. Yugi whimpered in fear. The stranger quickly pushed the needle in and injected him. He was done before Yugi had the time to really notice. Rubbing his shoulder with a thumb, the man went back to the cabinet to clean up. Yugi didn’t have to wait long to understand what he’d been injected with. His heart rate involuntarily slowed down, his breathing softened, and his muscles relaxed. Some kind of….stress reliever? He blinked at the spot on his arm for a moment, and then he was up and off again. They stepped out of the room and headed to the one on the far wall from the door they’d entered from. The door clicked softly closed behind them. Before him in this room was a small table like island, with another soft cushion like the one in the car. The man placed him gently on the bedding and reached into his back pocket. He pulled out a knife and flicked open the blade. Yugi gulped. He turned when the man reached for him, afraid he was going to cut him up, only to hear and feel his shirt being sliced off at the shoulder. Confused, he barely had time to realize what was going on before the rest of his t-shirt was sliced and pulled from his body. He shivered at the sudden exposure for a moment, but the feeling was quickly replaced by another of shock when the man unbound his feet and yanked his underwear and pajama bottoms all the way off in one swoop. Yugi turned bright red with embarrassment. He was completely naked before this stranger. His arm bindings and gag were removed last. The dark-haired man held his arms above his head and stared down at him. With the drug relaxing his muscles to much to resist, Yugi looked back up at him. He whined a bit as his weak legs kept falling flat and apart, exposing his most sensitive area. More goose bumps followed the warm roaming hand of the stranger as he ran his hand from Yugi’s hip, to his lower abdomen, and up over his chest. Resting is on his cheek, the stranger smiled and leaned in to kiss Yugi again on the forehead. He released his arms and stepped back from the bed. Pushing a button on the side of the support structure, a glass wall dropped from the ceiling and surrounded Yugi, trapping him where he was. The stranger walked out, leaving Yugi naked and alone on the bed. Struggling to sit up, Yugi watched him leave, frightened, confused, and feeling terribly vulnerable.
End of Chapter 1
This is a really boring chapter, I think anyway, but I felt weird just jumping into the smut before giving a little realistic push to things. I promise this will get sexier…I hope. My mind is certainly depraved enough, it just depends on how my writing skills are. R&R folks.
