Disclaimer: In First Chapter

Warnings: In First Chapter

A/n: Wow, hey everyone reading this fic, if you read a lot of my fics I’m sure you know that I have been doing poorly with updates, Yugioh, beyblade and otherwise. I’m not in a very creative state of mind and I honestly feel a little overwhelmed, but never you mind that, I’m making the conclusion to this ficcy so that’s one less to worry about, the final installment of ‘Bleed For My Lover’ :D enjoy.

Chapter 6

Yugi’s face burned, the side of his face he was lying on was burning worse though, he was only partially coherent, feeling the pain in his lithe form as he lied there, his legs numb and hot, his back hot and aching, his entire lower half in utter pain from what he’d just experienced. He remembered that yes, the Pharaoh, the evil Pharaoh who he’d been so blinded by his affection for, had raped him, hurt him with every malicious bit of intent he harbored.

Yugi laid there, his face burning, his body burning, he didn’t want to open his eyes, he didn’t want to see what he’d wake up to for the rest of his life, he wanted to die, but alas he wouldn’t, since Yami wouldn’t risk fulfilling the prophecy. Yugi wasn’t trembling but he managed a sob, no tears, just a small whimper in his misery. He was lying on his stomach, his stomach burned too, every inch of his body burned so badly.

He’d remembered touching the millennium puzzle, he’d felt so hot, so safe when he touched it, not the burn he felt right then, he’d blacked out, it had caused him to pass out but he at least didn’t need to endure the pain that Atemu had been putting him through.

Yugi grimaced inwardly and groaned, he needed to get up…to face his reality. He forced his exhausted eyes to open, they felt as if they were sticking together as he had to make great effort to open his magenta orbs. When he finally did, everything at first looked white, everything had a glare that he couldn’t focus on, however after a moment and a few blinks, Yugi was able to make out concrete, dark tar…a road?

He closed his eyes and found the strength to lift his arms from his sides where they lied, he grit his teeth because he found he was scraping his knuckles as he dragged his hands along the dark surface, once he had his hands beneath him enough to support himself he began lifting himself from the ground, opening his eyes again once he had managed to get into a sitting position, more though he was lying on his side supporting himself with one arm, he couldn’t sit on his bottom at that moment because he was in lot of pain.

Yugi focused on his surroundings and as his eyes settled on the road, that he now identified his breathing became slightly more erratic, he felt himself starting to panic, his eyes growing wider as he hyperventilated.

Bodies…broken buildings…cars wrecks…bodies…dead bodies, so many dead bodies, Yugi let out a shrill cry and he started screaming, stumbling to his feet before tripping over a dead body and he screamed again, his voice breaking as he screamed and tears ran from his large eyes, what was this?

Yugi started running, jumping over the bodies that lay in his path, dodging everything and anything of the building wrecks and other debris that he could, tripping occasionally, everything so clear in the bright day light.

He reached the side of the road that dropped into a park, damaged concrete stairs were a little to his right, a slight green could be seen on the ground, obviously from what was previously grass. He reached the edge and clumsily tumbled down the hard sand and sparsely green ground until he reached the bottom where there were a few broken and bare trees and a stream.

Yugi was crying hysterically, what had happened? Where was he, where was Egypt, where was the Pharaoh, why where there so many dead bodies. He grabbed his hair as he sat in the grass at the bottom of the hill, his back and his bottom hurt as he sat, and he was in worse condition from falling down the hill, scrapes had formed and were bleeding slightly. As he gripped onto his messy hair he let out one final scream and then it turned into little sobs.

For many long minutes he sat, in pain, but unmoving and he refused to look around, all the while trying to make sense of this situation.

He had blacked out in Atemu’s bed chamber, beneath the Pharaoh, in pain like he was now, he had been raped, hadn’t he? Yugi opened his eyes, ripping his thin frail fingers from his own hair and he opened his legs quite unceremoniously to inspect himself, but he didn’t need to look very hard because he was so clearly ripped and bleeding it actually made his stomach churn and he looked away from the dry blood smeared along his thighs and bottom, so he wouldn’t throw up, his hand covering mouth lightly as he fought the urge.

It then occurred to Yugi he was still in his white loin cloth, he looked at his feet and they were still clad in the sandals, the gold bands, his neck hurt and now he knew why, he touched the gold bands around his neck.

Yugi felt around the band until he was able to find the small almost hidden clasp and he ripped it from his neck, throwing it onto the sandy damaged ground and relieving his neck of the constriction, he then slowly began to unclasp the ones on his arms, he continued to survey his surrounding and ignore the blood on his hands, he figured it was from where the neck bands had cut into his skin.

He looked around, he saw a few more bodies in the distance, as his nose had somehow started to work again he noticed the stench in the air, the stream was a dull color, he assumed it was contaminated with everything from blood to decaying flesh, his surroundings were destroyed but he was obviously in a city. Once he’d gotten the remaining restraints off, he forced his wobbly legs to a stand and he pulled the loin cloth properly on his waist as it was all he had to cover his body. He started towards the hill that led up to the road, his legs were wobbly and he could hardly stand the sharp pains shooting through him with every step, he hadn’t noticed how much pain he was in when he had ran and fallen, naturally fright and adrenalin where helpful in that way.

Yugi struggled up the hill again and when he finally reached the top, several agonizing minutes later, his tears welled up again as he looked over the dead bodies scattered in the streets, the stench in the air was so over whelming, he made a little growl of anger and brought his hand up to dry his eyes, noticing the black smudges and blood that came away on his hand.

Yugi tried to focus on something other than fear and the need to throw up and he walked toward a car wreck, he leaned over at one side of the heap to see the license plate. He was in Japan.

“What… “ he mumbled to himself as he held his head, his body hot from the sun beating down on him relentlessly, “…Japan…how…Japan?” he was saying as a tiny panic attack settled in his chest. He had been in Egypt, ancient Egypt, with the Pharaoh, what happened.

Yugi couldn’t help himself, it was silent, eerily silent, unbearably hot with his current weak condition, he was so confused, so hurt, so scared,
“WHAT HAPPENED! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON, STOP THIS PLEASE! I CANT! I CANT…I can’t!” his voice weakened and he collapsed on his knees, the concrete surface sending vibrating pain through his limbs as they connected.

He slumped in this hunched kneeling position in the middle of the road, in the middle of so many bodies, although he allowed himself to be miserable, he had no tears, he just stared at the ground,

“I can’t…understand…” he mumbled and sniffed dejectedly.

After several moments he dragged himself over to what would have been a sidewalk and he lied against some rubble in the shade of the broken and destroyed building, he sat there, out of the sun, the cold relatively smooth piece of rubble on his back was soothing to his unhealed body.

He laughed lightly, thinking of how the concrete had been burning his face before he woke up, how he was covered in ancient Egyptian writing and pierced in so many painful places, it was a fleeting thought before he closed his eyes and amidst the death and stale air, he fell into a surprisingly calm sleep.

Yugi awoke with a start when he felt something on his shoulder,

“What!” he shouted and his now dull magenta eyes focused sharply on the person crouching in front of him with a heavy hand on his shoulder.

Yugi had no time to feel relieved for another person being alive and with him, all he could register was this person with violet eyes and such pure pale blonde hair was someone he hated deeply.

Yugi lunged himself at Marik and Marik was knocked to the concrete, Yugi, despite how much it hurt to do so, straddled the other man and wrapped his tiny frail hands in a surprisingly harsh grip around Marik’s tanned neck, Yugi was grateful the ancient man hadn’t worn one of those stupid neck bands but instead he only wore a single but thick gold chain and…

“You!” Yugi tightened his grip on the throat he held and was happy to see Marik’s violet eyes darken but open wide as a choking sound emitted from his mouth unhappily.

“You…this has to be your fault! Why! Why…how did he know! Why is everyone dead!! You bast…” Yugi groaned in pain as he was bucked up and then thrown off the older man, he landed on the ground painfully and he shook violently in anger, but he didn’t attempt to attack Marik again, instead he forced himself to sit up, leaning back on his hands, it was getting dark now, the sun was barely visible and Marik seemed to glow with his tan skin, much like the Pharaoh, Yugi let out a bitter sound of misery as his eyes focused on Marik who had sat up as well and was looking directly ahead at the building rubble, also leaning back on his arms.

Marik wore a leather pants and a white vest with boots, his usual attire from after his ancient life and he had a lot of gold jewelry on as well as the Millennium puzzle, his head slowly turned but not all the way in Yugi’s direction, but his violet eyes focused from the side glance on Yugi and Marik offered a smirk,

“You’re very emotional Yugi…what a bother…” he said mockingly.

“Why do you have the puzzle? What happened!” he shouted in a weak broken voice, coughing painfully after the exertion of his vocal cords.

Marik sighed and leaned forward, his knees coming to bend so he could sit with his arms hooked on them, in the silence of the streets, Yugi could actually hear the leather tighten around Marik’s legs and he winced at how silent it was,

“…not to mention you’re practically naked…” he stated with amusement visible in his eyes, still staring at Yugi, “…perhaps we should find you more appropriate clothing…”

Yugi was fuming by now, he knew Marik was messing with him, he knew Marik could see his wounds, the blood on his legs and hands, face and neck, blood everywhere, bodies everywhere, Marik was playing with him and he had the puzzle which all together made no sense at all.

He stood up and Marik suddenly looked at him fully, as if ready for Yugi if he decided to attack him again, but instead Yugi had gotten up with surprising steadiness…and started to walk away in another direction.

“Yugi?” Marik said in slight shock and made to stand up as he saw Yugi disappear around a corner, “…Yugi?!” he said a little louder and started walking in Yugi’s direction, turning the corner he saw Yugi had started jogging,
“Where the fuck are you going?!” he asked as he followed in a quick walking pace.

“Leave me alone…I…”

Yugi trailed off and Marik hadn’t heard his final words and he grumbled in annoyance,

“You can’t run away…there is no more running away, this is the end Yugi…you brought us here…you created this…” he shouted loud enough so that Yugi could hear him as they continued along a narrow road, one or two bodies in the way of the path, both just stepping over them as they continued.

“…I know…” Yugi said loud enough and Marik frowned at that statement, seeing Yugi approaching a building and going inside. Marik frowned deeper seeing the broken Japanese store title and understanding it to be a home accessories store.

He didn’t panic but he walked quicker finding Yugi to be quite a bother, as he approached the entrance Marik heard footsteps running behind him and he glanced back,
“Idiots…I told them to stay there…” he mumbled and walked quickly into the building.

“Yugi, where…YUGI!” he shouted in shock and lunged at Yugi, knocking the boy to the ground and sending the meat cleaver flying from Yugi’s grasp.

Yugi scrambled from under Marik but Marik grabbed him roughly by his leg and he fell hard to the ground, Marik angrily got to his knees, he had hurt himself knocking Yugi to the ground, but seeing Yugi about to slash his throat, with a meat cleaver, had made him panic.

Marik grabbed Yugi roughly around his waist and pulled him up and back, further from the direction of the kitchen ware scattered on the ground, he held Yugi to him, Yugi was shaking with anger and fear but he wasn’t crying, Marik was kneeling and Yugi was sitting between his legs, Marik’s strong arms around him making him unable to move anywhere. But he didn’t try, he instead just slumped back into Marik, his back resting against the older man’s chest and warmth.

“I failed…this is my fault…I let him win and destroy the world Marik…I should be dead…and everyone else should be alive…” he whispered into the darkness of the destroyed room.

Marik shook his head, lying his head atop Yugi’s in a gentle manner and Yugi heard him sigh,
“You are wrong Yugi Moto… you succeeded…you saved everyone that could be saved…” he whispered back, one arm loosening around Yugi’s waist to come up and stroke his hair soothingly.

Yugi had an exhausted frown on his face,

“What…I…” he said in a broken voice and Marik laughed deeply but with no malice as he calmed Yugi, holding the frightened boy,

“The world has been through a lot…but by bleeding, by sacrificing your own blood…you have salvaged what was left.” He explained in a whisper, “…you could have died…you were willing to die, you gave yourself to that idea unselfishly and in that you managed to full fill the prophecy.” Marik was smiling calmly.

“But…I didn’t have to die…” he breathed out, shivering unpleasantly as Marik’s body warmth was removed, only momentarily as he heard the sound of a chain and then Marik was holding him again, one arm around his shoulders, Yugi leaned into the warmth and his eyes focused on the Millennium puzzle Marik’s thin hand held out to him, it looked dull and was cracked between the puzzle pieces.

“It seems that your lack of understanding in the prophecy was actually what helped you fulfill it Yugi…” he said with a hint of happiness in his voice.

As he lied there for those seconds with Marik, Yugi realized that by his pain and sacrifice of himself to the Pharaoh, by bleeding and being willing to die for the world…he’d saved what he could, just like Marik said.

He let a tiny smile appear on his chapped and bleeding lips, the puzzle had stopped everything when he touched it, he remembered the safe warmth that had come over him.

Yugi stopped smiling,

“What happened to him?” he asked in a miserable whisper.

Marik blinked and then sighed holding the now trembling boy a little tighter,

“He’s resting…permanently.” Marik didn’t sound sorry.

But Yugi found neither did he, Atemu had been evil, he’d seen it painfully obvious in the eyes he’d once experienced love through. He didn’t feel sad…lonely or even like he would cry…he felt…relief.

“Thank you Marik…” he said softly and he felt Marik tense before relaxing again,

“No…thank you…” he said in an apologetic tone, knowing the harsh manner in which he’d handled the carrying out of his duties was no good, but Yugi seemed to understand that Marik had actually helped him by being so vague and horrible.

Yugi smiled again and then he heard footsteps running and then it came to a halt, he couldn’t see as Marik was behind him and he was faced away,

“We couldn’t wait any longer…we had to see…”

Yugi’s eyes sparkled with happiness at the sound of that voice, he quickly stood up and he looked at his best friend, Joey’s own depressed features turning into an expression of utter joy.

Yugi ran to him, hugging him tightly and Joey hugged him back, Marik had stood and was smiling and Théoden was smiling too as he pulled off the tattered coat he wore and placed it on Yugi’s shoulders to cover his half naked form.

There was silence in the coming darkness as Yugi was held and comforted, Joey was happy he was alive.

There would be a lot to fix and correct, the world was in shambles but there was hope, there was always hope.

Oh my god…what a shit ending huh? Sappy feel good line with the always hope thing, how corny, I usually don’t do corny lol. But this is what felt right after all. I wanted to fit more in but really it would have defeated the object of a happy ending, if anyone has any questions, I’ll be happy to answer as this story actually confused me somewhat :P

Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed, please review :)