Title: Slave of Shadows

Author: DMYamiyugi

Part 2/?

Summary: Date: Future. Status: Still battling. Mission: Save our race, save our people, and by any means necessary, kill and or destroy the Shadows that rule this land.

Pairing: YamixYugi, Anzu to Yugi, but only one sided.

Warning: Yaoi eventually. Darker fic, blood, violence etc

Genre: Action, Romance

A/N This chapter was edited. Please re-read! A lot has changed!

Chapter 2- The Director

Yugi walked down his street, glancing to the east at the bright morning sun. He then turned his eyes south, at the darkened sky hovering over the city. Yugi sighed, pulling his bag farther up over his shoulder and continuing to the base where his gear was for the trip to the city.

Yugi rummaged through his pocket, pulling out his key card. Swiping it, he stepped through the automated doors into a crisp, air-conditioned building. He filled his lungs with the cool air, before continuing walking forward towards security. His bag was checked; he was felt down and even had his eye and finger print scanned.

Finally, he was let through security and made his way towards the back of the base. His boots echoed down the deserted hallway, not another human in sight. Yugi sighed, grinning to himself, before checking his watch.

Pulling up his dark sleeve, he analyzed his watch. “7 am…no wonder,” he muttered, pushing his shirt back over the watch. Yugi glanced up at the white plated ceiling and fluorescent lights. They let off an unholy bright light, and made the hallway seem sterile.

Yugi huffed, rolling his eyes. This sterile atmosphere would dirty sometime. Eventually.

A squeak of boots, and Yugi had come to a halt at his door. Scanning his keycard once again, the door beeped and slid to the side for him to enter. Yugi threw his bag onto his desk as the door swished closed, the lights turning on automatically. He walked to his right, pressing a red button and another door beeped, sliding open for him. Yugi took out his bulletproof vest, his belt, his helmet and gloves from the closet. He then, as professionally as possible, threw all his garments on his chair. His gloves slipped, falling onto the hard while tile floor, contrasting like a black beacon. Yugi groaned, picking them up and throwing them onto his desk.

“Stupid gloves,” Yugi said to himself, reaching across his mess to a vanilla folder. His long fingers flicked the front open, bright violet eyes scanning over the paper. This folder would give Yugi’s instructions for his research in the city. For the last five years, Yugi has been a researcher for the force. It was a year after his sister passed that he joined. Yugi was heart-stricken, depressed, and his body filled with anger that he could not get rid of.

Then Jounochi came into the picture, an old friend from high school, just happening to call up and ask him to join the force. It was quite a coincidence, considering Yugi lived in a small, small town before he came to the force. Jounochi was a soldier, specifically trained for self-defense and body guarding. Jounochi said not two words about what he did, and Yugi was in.

His anger would subside to a hazy feeling of revenge. Yugi soon found his teaching in the research field fueled his revenge though, and he sought to change that. To execute the revenge.

And so, for the next four years after that, Yugi spent every day studying the levels of the shadows. How they reacted during the day, why they only stayed within a two-mile radius from the center, and how they reacted at night.

But what was more curious is why the Shadows did stay near the middle. Years ago, when that shadowy black--matter as Yugi would call it—spread across the United States, and even overseas to the west, it was massive. The being called Shadows covered the sun in cities galore, and millions of people seemed to vanish or die instantly. People didn’t just die either; half were in comas, eyes silky and dead, but heart still beating and lungs still taking in air.

Yugi lived far north, in a small town where everyone knew everyone. The Shadows passed over, but it seemed they were more intent on getting to the next five hundred thousand plus person city, than to deal with a mere city of one thousand. Yugi did not even remember the shadows first appearance very well either because he was so young. His sister did though, and she was the one that forced his family to move close to where the Shadows retreated to, so she could join the force.

Yet, even though the Shadows dismissed his small town, they continued to spread. Not every big city was hit however; because the Shadows spread specifically west towards the Asian counties, it did not affect the European states as hard as it damaged the United States. However, London was still hit; almost a quarter of their population dying. Yet, before the Shadows could go any further into the cities, they suddenly retreated.

Yugi still did not know why the Shadows retreated to New York City. Was it because this was where the shadows spread out of, like a nasty virus? Did they somehow lose power? Where they a person with power, or really some kind of evil matter?

Yugi would ponder over this day and night. He still had no idea just what the Shadows were yet. At first, the government thought it was a nasty radiation leak from somewhere. Then it was labeled as an epidemic. Now, it is labeled as some kind of matter, since it can be seen with the human eye. A matter that can seemly kill a human being.

For all the years Yugi researched, he had not once found the reason or the cause of the Shadows birth. And therefore, he had yet to find a way to destroy them and wipe them from the Earth.

Yugi sighed, and continued to read through what research he was supposed to do today. Though most of the time Yugi only followed these strict guidelines like a loose outline, it was still necessary to read them.

A frown slowly wound its way across his face, and Yugi leaned his weight into his palm that rested on his desk. “They want me to not go into the city anymore…why?” Yugi picked up the folder with both hands, raising the papers one by one; his papers were attached to the folder by a single paper clip. His body froze, and slowly his eyes began to narrow. “Emotional complications? The hell?” his grip tightened, and he spun on his heel, marching out of his room.

“That bastard….”

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The door to the community lounge was opened with a bang, a quite furious Yugi following. His eyes scanned the wide-eyed, shocked faces of his comrades.

“Jounochi…” he growled when his eyes caught a certain bunch of gold locks. Yugi could see the man freeze, his back to him. Slowly, Jounochi turned, brown honey eyes meeting hard violet.

“Um…hey Yu—“

“The directors office. With me. Now.” Yugi ordered, turning and pointing his finger to the door. Jounochi swallowed nervously before sighing and shoving his hands in his pocket.

“Okay, okay. I’m commin’…” He walked through the doorway, just sliding by Yugi before hearing his friend slam the door shut. Yugi was on the border of marching behind Jounochi, his shoulders and chest so tight from anger.

The two walked through the hallways in silence, Jounochi glancing back every few seconds. Finally, he decided to swing an axe through the ice. “Yugi, what is this about?”

Yugi stopped short, turning his eyes to his friend. “You know why.”

“No, actually, I don’t,” Jounochi, retorted. “How ‘bout you enlighten’ me.”

Yugi crossed his arms, glaring at the ground in thought. He tapped his foot a couple times before reaching into his pocket and drawing out a folded paper. “Doesn’t this look familiar?”

Jounochi raised his brow in confusion, slowly taking the paper and unfolding it. His eyes grew larger and lager as he scanned the note. “W-what? They’re taking you out of research in the city? But why…” he trailed off, eyes finally reading the ‘emotional complication’ part. “Emotional…but Yugi, everyone here is somewhat emotionally involved. We all hate the Shadows.”

Yugi’s frown increased. “So…you didn’t tell the director about my sister…?”

Jounochi shook his head quickly. “Hell no man! Why would I do that!?”

Yugi shook his head, bringing himself to the wall to lean his shoulders on it. His arms crossed again, finger tapping on his upper arm. “But no one else here knows of my sister…except friends at home…” Yugi raised his eyes to the ceiling. “Jounochi, can people outside the force…manage to talk to the director? Like…” he chewed his lip, trying to find the right words. “Like, I thought only people in the force could change the directors orders…and I know the director doesn’t know about my sister.”

Jounochi folded the paper, handing it to Yugi remorsefully. “I dunno…but potentially. If the facts are there. Here, let me give ya a thought he’re.” Jounochi raised his eyes to the ceiling to, fingers moving around, like he was counting invisible sheep.

“Awright, so, right now, you are a good researcher. Bit over your head sometime, but very good. You get info no one else would. Yet, you take people close to de centa’. Which is dangerous. Someone outside come an’ tell de director you act on all emotions. Put going to centa’ and emotions togetha’ and…the facts will give the director enough to act on it. Ya see?”

Yugi’s eyes were wide, and slowly he nodded. Suddenly his eyes widened more and his head shot up. “…Anzu…”

Jounochi blinked before smacking his head. “Aw damnit! Why didn’t we think of her in da first place? She HATES that you’re in de force! Of course she would try and get you at least out of going to the city!”

“And I was home late last night…she was really mad. More than usual…” Yugi groaned, placing his hand over his face. “God damnit, why didn’t I think of that sooner…” Yugi took in a deep breath before letting it out slowly. He eased his body off the wall, and suddenly took off down the hall in a sprint.

Jounochi jumped backwards, yelping in surprise. “Wha! Gaaaa, Yugi, wait up!” he yelled, taking off after his friend. “Don’ do anythin’ stupid man!!”

Yugi stopped short at the director’s office, breathing hard and body hunched in exasperation. His hands fell to his knees as he tried to catch his breath. Lungs filling with one last, long intake of air, Yugi slowly stood and adjusted his clothes and hair.

His hand raised, ready to strike the door when Jounochi ran up behind him.

“Gawd man how…can…you run…fast!” Jounochi gasped, rubbing his hand over his forehead.

Yugi just rolled his eyes and knocked.

“Come in.”

Yugi slowly opened the door, “Director, it’s Yugi Motou.”

The director looked up, cloudy blue eyes glancing over half-rimmed glasses. He sat up straight in his chair, taking off his reading glasses and running an elder hand through his gray hair. He sighed, but Yugi caught a small smirk on his face. “Ah, Motou. I was expecting you. And Katsuya came as well. Come in you two,” he gestured his hands to the seats in front of him. Yugi walked in stiffly and sat down, Jounochi following and closing the door respectively.

The director turned to face the two at an angle in his revolving chair, crossing on leg over another. He then adjusted his dark blue suite, whistling.

Yugi swallowed, hands clenching at his knees. “Director,” he started, voice strong. “I have a problem with your recent decision.”

The director ceased whistling and turned his head towards Yugi. “Which decision is that Mr. Motou?”

Yugi’s hands clenched even tighter. “To not let me go into the city.”

The director chuckled. “Ahh, yes. Of course.” He turned his chair so he was facing the two head on, interlacing his hands on top of his dark wooden desk. “Mr. Motou, I received a distress from a close friend of yours. I know what happened in your family. And if I had known, I would never have let you do research in the city. As well,” he held up his hand to halt any of Yugi’s retorts. “As well, you have been going dangerously deep into the city. You know the dangers of getting within a mile of the center and you have passed that line Mr. Motou. You have dragged your friend Mr. Katsuya closer and closer to the center each day. And I cannot allow you to put any other of our researchers, soldiers or any other personal involved in this Force in danger.” He bowed his head, running his hand back over his thin hair. “Which is why I made the decision for you to continue your research here at base.”

Yugi pursued his lips, shoulders tensing. “If…that is what you desire director, I will stay here and continue research. I will ask: did you receive the materials I picked up yesterday?”

The director nodded. “The diary is being examined right now. You have done a wonderful job out in the field Mr. Motou. And I regret to give you this decision. But it is for the best.” He waved his hand at the two. “I dismiss you. Mr. Katsuya, I expect you to report to Gate C for your new assignments and group. Thank you.”

Jounochi stood, bowed and made his way to the door. Yugi stood as well, nodded his head to the director and followed Jounochi out.

“Dude, that was…man, I’m sorry. But, at least you’re takin’ the directors orders.” Jounochi said closing the door, and following Yugi back to his room. “I mean, I thought you were gona put up one hell of a fight. But ya know, good for you, best just to let the director have his way, that’s for sure. Puttin’ up a fight would have been a bad idea!” He laughed, walking through Yugi’s door.

Jounochi laughter slowly subsided as Yugi began throwing his supplies into his backpack, strapping his gun holder to his thigh and throwing on his bulletproof vest.

“Um…Yugi, what are you doing?” Jounochi asked, face paling. Yugi shoved his helmet onto his head, picked up his pack and walked stiffly past Jounochi.

“I’m going into the city,” he said shortly.

Jounochi’s mouth fell open, and he gasped at air for a moment. “W-w-what!? But, Yugi!?” he ran after his shorter friend. “You just said you weren't!”

Yugi snorted. “So? I need to go…besides, this time I’m not succumbed to all of this Force’s silly rules. I’m gona find the answer.” He smirked. “I’m going to the center today.”

Jounochi almost screamed, running in front of Yugi and slamming his hands on his shoulders. “Yugi, that’s suicide!! You may find the answer, but no one will know! How will you get it back?” He yelled.

Yugi smiled. “Because, you’re coming with. You’ll stay on the outside of the center and I will send all my info to you. If the connection is broken, you run back to base to give my information.”

Jounochi felt his shoulders fall and slowly let his hands fall from Yugi’s body. He stood back, and started pacing. Yugi started putting on his gloves as he waited for Jounochi’s decision.

Though, he knew the answer already.

Yugi began examining his gun when finally his friend made up his mind. Jounochi grabbed his arm and began dragging Yugi down the hallway.

“Gwa, what the hell Jounochi?” Yugi yelled, pulling his arm from Jounochi and placing his gun back in the holder.

“If we don’t go now, I’m gona regret it. Actually, I already regret it. I am such an idiot…and so are you. But, I can’t let you go out there alone. I will not let you do a suicide mission Yugi.”

Yugi grinned. “So, you tagging along?”

Jounochi sighed, placing his hand over his face and shaking his head. “I am. I don’t know why and probably God doesn't either. But I am…so lets get going…before the director notices you’re incredibly irrational decision…”

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A/N Thanks for the wait guys. Finished this chapter today and edited it just now. So, hopefully it’s okay hehe. I felt bad for the long break between that short beginning and this. I wanted to do weekly, but I’m gona say it’s going to be about every other week. I work 5 days a week, so it’s hard to have the energy to get everything edited :] anyway, thanks for reading and please review!