Pairing: Yugi X Seto.

Warnings: This is yaoi, so if you dont like it go away. Also rated M for rape, language, violence, and sex. So you were warned...

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! : \

A/N: I thought it was kinda dark, very different from what I normally type but I wanted to try this out. So reviews would be great, If they're nice they normally always make my day. Also I wont update again without them.

Enjoy! :D

"Hurry up!"

Yugi Muto hurried as fast as he could to finish wiping down the window, it was so hard to do with how sore his back was. Not to mention his arms. He should be use to it but he wasn't. Doing labor like this for a year should have made him immune to the soreness and pain but when wounds were constantly being created and ripped open he couldn't get use to it.

"I said hurry up! Stop being a useless and pathetic excuse for a maid or you'll be out on the streets!"

"Please… I'm trying…." Yugi whimpered while suddenly feeling his whole arm cramp up. He dropped the cloth he had been holding then gripping his arm with his other hand.

"Who said you could stop! That window isn't going to clean itself!"

Yugi felt a strong lash to his back, making him fall onto his knees and a loud cry escape his lips.

"Get up!"

Another harsh whip to his back made him cry out again and tears well in his eyes. He should be use to this, it happened every day.

"You trivial maid! If you don't get up I'll break your arm in half for disobeying me!"

Yugi used all his strength to pick himself up off the ground, his whole body shook in utter pain but if he didn't get up his arm would surely be broken. Around here he didn't take threat's lightly. They often always happened.

"Now, off with you! Before something much worse comes upon you."

Yugi turned and avoided eye contact with Takeshi. Never did he want to look into those malicious bloody red eyes, they only made the wounds on his body sting knowing he had caused almost all of them. One could say that he was his supervisor, someone who made sure he was beaten for trying to rest after long hours of working. Yugi had become acquainted with him on his first day at this horrible, despicable place. Yugi would never forget that day, it was embedded into his mind like the light scars on his back from being broken down.

He quickly walked down the long dark hallway. Trying to ignore the walls and tall windows he'd cleaned. Outside was completely dark, he barely even got to see the sun since he was kept away from windows during the day. Yugi just stared down at the long red rug underneath his feet. Before he knew he needed to turn he looked up for a second to be out of sight from Takeshi. He then almost ran to a small wooden door and quickly opened it. Once inside he closed the door then ran to his incredibly small bed that was barely even able to fit him.

Yugi threw himself down on it and began crying into his pillow. Why? Why did he have to go through this torture every single day of his life? What had he done to disserve it? Before all of this it hadn't been much better, he was living where ever he could find a home. All his life he had lived on the streets, not once he could recall he has had a real home. This place he didn't even consider one. Homes were supposed to be a place where you always felt welcome and safe. Yugi felt frightened and scared here.

There wasn't any where else he could go, if he ran away not only was he sure to be found but he couldn't go back to the streets again.

How he'd come to get here at first he thought was some kind of miracle, Yugi soon learned it to be a nightmare he could never escape. While he'd been on the streets he'd come across an ad in a newspaper that said they were hiring anyone who could clean. He figured how hard could that be and it was his only hope to get some money or a place to live. So he'd searched for the address on the ad and found out that it was a large mansion just on the outskirts of Domino. He'd thought that this could be his chance, he knew the large mansion had to have some extra rooms. He'd hoped that he would get one.

When Yugi went to the large doors and knocked he was greeted by another servant, Yugi had told him about how he saw the ad and would like to give being a maid a shot. He was quickly let in and led to an office. That was where he met a vile, evil man by the name of Gozaburo Kaiba. At first impression Yugi had thought that he was kind for letting him become a maid even though he had no experience what so ever. That was just more of an excuse to use harsh discipline on him when he did something wrong. He remembered after the first two weeks he'd broken a vase on accident and was beaten and cut badly. He was barely even able to move for days, but still he was forced to clean.

He'd also discovered quickly that he was more than just a maid to the evil man. Yugi was often dragged out of his room and forced into sexual intercourse, the shame and humiliation during it was almost unbearable. Every day after he finished working he hoped that he wouldn't get raped but often did it occur. He knew he would never escape this, until he died would this be his life.

Yugi still hoped though, that somehow he would escape and be free of this prison he was in. Things never did look very good, the chances of him escaping were incredibly slim. He felt as if there was always chains around his wrists that kept him to this place. That forced him to do things unspeakable, he still had so much of his life left. He was only seventeen, but his life might get cut short if this abuse continues. He barely even got food, making him so skinny he could almost see his ribs. He also was often groped when trying to get something done, could he do anything about it? No.

Yugi slowly pulled his head out of his pillow to wipe his eyes. He sniffed a few times before looking at his arm that was pulsing with pain. He wondered sometimes if he was the only one here who got this horrible treatment, this mansion was so large he never saw anyone else except Takeshi during the day. Yugi barely even remembered what it was like to be outside, the last time he'd been out he couldn't even remember. Possibly many months ago. What did it matter? He would never get outside these walls again anyways, forever he'd be trapped here like a slave, he practically was one.

The only thing he did to help himself was sit and wait, to wait for a way to escape. Once he was free he knew he would never clean another thing in his entire life. He also knew he'd sleep for a few days. He barely got it here, even though he had a bed it didn't mean it was comfortable. Most of the nights he was still up either afraid to sleep due to fear of being taken from his room and raped or getting whipped. He didn't know what could possibly be worse than either, possibly being dead. Though he tried to stay away from thinking like that. He tried to stay positive but it was hard.

All of a sudden Yugi heard his door open and slam against the wall next to it. He looked to the doorway and backed up on his bed. When he saw that evil expression on Takeshi's face he knew what this meant.

Takeshi approached his bed and stood over him in a threatening manner. "Your presence has been requested by Mr. Gozaburo. Let's not make him wait, I'm sure your so anxious to see him." He spat while reaching over the bed and grabbing Yugi's arm to rip him up off the bed and drag him out of the room.

Yugi kept in a cry while walking listlessly with Takeshi. He had no choice but to follow, he could never break from his grip even if he managed to where would he run? He didn't even know where the front doors were anymore. He would just have to do this like every other time, it was nothing new. He already knew how to make himself ignore the pain, it was hard to do but was worth it when he felt numb.

They walked down a very long hall lit by dim candles before walking up a short staircase to a large double door room. Takeshi opened the door and shoved Yugi in so that he fell down onto his knees then closed the door after him.

Yugi stayed on the ground for many moments before slowly lifting himself off of the ground which he found himself being shoved onto a lot. Yugi looked around the room for a moment before spotting a chair that was faced towards a large window on the other side of the room. He noticed how smoke seemed to appear to be coming from it which signaled the presence of Gozaburo. He remembered how many times he'd been burned by the end of his cigars for doing something wrong. Yugi was about to unwillingly approach him but his voice stopped him.

"Tomorrow my step son will be over, you will make yourself scarce, correct?" He asked in his horribly raspy voice.

Yugi didn't even know he had a step son, he would feel bad for him if he wasn't probably just like Gozaburo. "Y-Yes, sir…"

There was a long moment of silence before the vile man spoke again. "You know why I had you escorted here, don't you?"

"Yes, sir." Yugi replied softly again. Not wanting to admit that he did know.

Gozaburo slowly stood from the chair to walk to the nightstand by the large bed that was covered with a red comforter. He stuck his cigar into an ash tray sitting there then turned to face Yugi. He glared darkly at him for a moment before approaching Yugi, who had to fight the strong urge to want to run away but stayed in place. Knowing that if he ran he'd get severe punishment.

The evil man all of a sudden laughed very cruelly. "Still too cowardly? Or are you trying to think of a way to escape?"

Yugi slowly shook his head.

He all of a sudden gripped Yugi's hair and yanked him forward. "How dare you lie to me! I've given you a job and a place to live and you repay me by lying! What kind of fool do you take me for!"

Yugi's eyes already filled with tears. "I'm not sir! I am very grateful for everything you have given me!" Yugi cried. Even though they were lies he knew if he said anything else he would surely get beaten.

Gozaburo let go of Yugi's hair after a moment before then grabbing the shirt on him and pulling it off over his head viciously. Reveling all of the cuts and dark purple bruises all over his chest. He then quickly unbuttoned Yugi's pants and forced him out of them along with his boxers, he grabbed Yugi's arm harshly before dragging him to the bed and throwing him onto it. When landing he whimpered slightly due to how sore his arm still was.

"I've always found pleasure in listening to those cries of pain you produce." He remarked wickedly before gripping onto Yugi's arm again and squeezing it to the point where it felt like it was going numb.

Yugi couldn't stop his tears from flowing down his cheeks while trying to rip his arm away from the grip on it. The pain was almost unbearable. "Please stop it… Your hurting me…" He murmured weakly.

He merely smirked. "Exactly." He replied lowly before giving Yugi a stinging slap across the cheek.

Yugi cried out again as his right cheek burned bright red. Then all of a sudden the hand around his arm released to grip his neck and thrust his head backwards into the headboard. Yugi tried to ignore the pain from his head colliding with the hard wood. The hand around his neck was beginning to suffocate the life out of him but what he felt more of was the evil man's erection rub near his thigh. He clenched up as best he could to keep from being entered, often times he failed at it even over how hard he tried to keep the disgusting thing out of his body.

"How pathetic." He added before thrusting himself at Yugi's incredibly tight entrance. Managing to breech and enter him only an inch.

Yugi looked away, still even barely able to see past all of his tears. He tried as hard as he could to push him out or give him pain.

"Damn it, you better open for me! Insolent brat!" He growled while trying to shove himself deeper inside of Yugi.

Yugi didn't listen to him. He kept himself clenching hard against him, he knew that this was going to cause him a lot more pain. Gozaburo never made idle threats, but he was tired of going through the humiliation, he no longer wanted to be taken advantage of just because how weak and small he was. Before he knew it he felt a strong blow to his stomach knock all of the wind out of him, he gasped desperately for breath which only seemed to encourage the evil man.

"That's more like it." He said before managing to push all the way inside of Yugi who screamed at the pain of being entered so quickly. The tightness felt like it was ripping his insides. "Your always so tight, how encouraging…"

Yugi cried every time he was thrust forcefully into. His hands found their way to his neck to try and rip the hand that was still encased around him. Without even looking at him Yugi knew that he was smirking evilly. He always enjoyed causing Yugi pain, he got a sick twisted pleasure from hurting him and making him bleed. Yugi on the other hand could do nothing about it, after only a few short moments he gave up on trying to get free and forced himself to grow weak.

Before he knew it the pain slowly dulled and his whole body felt numb like he was near ready to pass out. Though it didn't even last very long until he felt something gross shoot into his body and make him shrivel out of disgust and displeasure. The grip around his neck was then tightened, he felt his body be left before finding himself thrown off the bed. His head ended up colliding with a hard wooden surface and completely knocking him unconscious.