In The Beginning
Author's Notes: Let me start from the beginning (seeing as it's the best place to begin). This story uses yugioh characters but is not set in the world of yugioh; there are a lot of similarities like the town name, the shadow realm and so on. Also, the cat ear motif and some parts of the story are inspired by Loveless but this is not a yugioh/loveless cross over! And that's about it for now.
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Ryou lay asleep as the morning light began to seep through the curtains. His snowy white ears twitch and his tail swished as he dreamed, and he was restless as he tossed and turned to get more comfortable. He was a quiet boy with a child like innocence that unfortunately made him a target for bullying. In fact there were many reasons that his classmates tormented him. For one, he was the only one in his class who still had his cat ears and tail, a sign that he still had his innocence and had never even kissed someone. He didn't get why they had to pick on him about it. Personally he liked his feline features, they gave him his individuality. Ryou found it very frustrating that everyone thought just because he was kind, he was also naïve, but he was far from it.
He groaned as the sound of his alarm clock blared into his eardrums. He rolled over and pulled his pillow over his head to try and stop the annoying noise, but it had no affect.
"OK, ok, I'm up!" He sat up and hit the clock so it stopped. He shook his head to make his hair fall back into place and he moved over so he was sat on the edge of his bed. His cat ears were drooped with tiredness as he made his way to the window. Pulling back the curtains, he watched in annoyance as snow fell to make the already thick blanket on the floor even thicker. "Just perfect…" He had nothing against snow, but he hated it when it snowed on a school day for many reasons: one, it was completely unavoidable that he would have wet feet before he got to school, meaning the rest of the day they would be cold and horrible; two, the snowball fights. Sure they were fun when he was joining in with them, but at school he would be the main target whether he was playing or not. He sighed as he rested his head on his hand, his ears held back as a sign of how annoyed he was.
Wait a sec! He suddenly noticed that the snow was pretty deep. The roads would be jammed and pathways would be inaccessible. He quickly ran over to his radio and switched it on, moving the small dial to find his way through the white noise.
"… And many schools have been closed due to extreme weather conditions." The newsreader's voice was the only noise in the room as Ryou listened in intently. "The schools which are officially closed are…" The teen tapped his fingers on his desk as he listened out for 'Domino High School'. "… And Domino High School…"
"YES!" Ryou threw his arms in the air as he jumped out of his chair.
"… Will remain open."
"Huh?" Freezing on the spot, he blinked at the radio. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S FUCKING OPEN?" He yelled at the object as if it would answer back. He sighed disappointedly and made his way over to his wardrobe. "Guess I better get ready."
Ryou was stood in the kitchen, bouncing on the spot in front of the toaster.
"Come on, come on." His eyes quickly flicked from the clock back to the toaster. It was now 8.30am and he would have to hurry if he wanted to get to school on time. He fell back slightly as the burnt bread jumped out the toaster and grabbed it before it could land. Carrying it in his mouth he ran to get his bag by the door and left the house. As he ran down the street he scoffed the toast and wrapped a scarf around his neck as the snow clung to his shoes and began to melt into them.
Damn cheap ass shoes! He looked ahead of him and his eyes widened as he saw the bus at the stop.
"Wait!" He cried out as the bus drove off, leaving him thoroughly out of breath. He keeled over to catch his breath and looked up to see some kids from his class watching him from the back window. They pointed and laughed, throwing him odd finger gestures. He growled internally and began to sprint in the direction of his school. Having missed the bus many times, he had learnt lots of shortcuts that made the journey less tiring.
He arrived at class just as the bell went. He was visibly out of breath as the teacher and few students looked at him.
"Gomen." He panted as he stood in the doorway.
"Well lucky for you Mr. Bakura that we are allowing people to come in late due to the weather." Ryou looked around and noticed that there were an oddly low number of students in the room. He walked over to his desk next to his friend, Yugi's.
"Hey, Ryou." He whispered as he leaned over to Ryou's desk. Giving a nod, he turned his eyes to the clock. It was now 9.00am and more than half the class was missing.
"Well, so I don't have to repeat myself as each person comes in, I'll just leave the lesson until everyone is here." The teacher stated as she sat down at her desk. "You may talk among yourselves until then."
Ryou would have talked but whom to? Yugi was chatting with Joey and his other friends, not to mention Ryou was exhausted. He laid his head on his desk and closed his eyes for a while.
Over the next hour, various students trailed into the classroom giving their apologies and excuses to the teacher. Ryou's cat ears pricked up as he heard the voices of the kids who'd been on the bus. He immediately shot up and watched as they all scowled at him. When they walked past, they all made certain to 'accidentally' push into him. He watched them as they made their way to the back of the class and only turned back when he was certain they had sat down.
"Right now class, if you would turn to page 56 in your text books and copy down this paragraph from the board." He lifted her hand to gesture towards the blackboard at the front of the classroom.
"Well, I would Sensei…" One of the boy's shouted out. "…But mister 'I've never kissed anyone's ears are blocking my view!" Everyone in the class, minus Ryou and Yugi, burst out laughing.
"That's enough Jason! I will not tolerate immature taunting in my class! Am I understood?" No one made a sound. Sinking into his seat, Ryou's ears drooped. It was going to be a long day.
At lunch break, Ryou walked out onto the courtyard by himself. Everyone else was inside due to the cold and all the benches and pick nick tables were free, giving him as much choice as he could possibly want. He planted himself on the table at the furthest end and sat to eat his food. He would have gone with Yugi and his friends, but even with them he felt outcast because of his ears and tail. He wasn't the only person in the whole school, but he was about the only one in his year. Being 15 and still not had even kissed anyone made him an outcast, even though he didn't see what it had to do with anything. He tightened the scarf around his neck as a breeze fell through the air, making him shiver ever so slightly. He opened his small lunch box to reveal a couple of rice cakes. He didn't really eat much at school; it would normally be stolen from him anyway. His back jolted as he heard voices from behind him. He didn't even have to look to know it was Jason and his gang of cronies.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" His mocking voice cut through Ryou. He hunched up and looked away as they approached him. "Hey, Ryou!" He leaned on the white haired teen's shoulder and leered down at him. "You know Ryou, I think Sensei fancies you." He ran a hand through his black hair and continued to look down on Ryou, who refused to look back. "Yea, should have seen the looks she was giving you earlier. Hey maybe you could fuck her and lose your cat ears." He pinched hard on the end of Ryou's ears, causing him to squirm.
"Just fuck off Jason!" Ryou turned round and pushed the other teen off of him.
"Heh, you need to learn some respect, mutt." Jason folded his arms and signalled to his friends. One of them grabbed Ryou by the hair and threw him to the floor. He curled himself into a ball as they began pelting him with snowballs and kicking him. His eyes were shut tight; he could hold back the tears having had a lot of times to practice. After they had stopped he remained curled up, waiting until he was sure it was safe. The bell rang and he found the strength to stand back up. His clothes were wet and dirtied, his hair now a mess. Not wanting to get in trouble, he limped his way back to the classroom.
"Ja ne, Ryou!" Yugi called as he left in the opposite direction to Ryou. Waving before turning round, he made his way out of the school gates as fast as he could. There had been several occasions when Jason and friends had given the albino an after school beating and he didn't look forward to another one. Once the school was out of site, he slowed to a walk and breathed deeply, feeling as the icy air filled his lungs.
Hmmm, I wonder what I should eat tonight? He thought to himself. He always had these strange conversations with himself when he was alone. Maybe he was just crazy, but he was lonely which he thought was a valid excuse. He suddenly froze on the spot as his ears shot up. He turned around and saw nobody there.
"That's funny… I could have sworn…" He continued to scan the street: not a soul in sight. "Hmm. Man, I really am losing it now!" He laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. With a sigh he continued to walk down the street. It was unnaturally deserted. Maybe people just weren't going out because of the snow. Moments later he heard footsteps behind him. Now this time he knew wasn't going crazy. He inconspicuously turned his head slightly, but saw nothing. He then turned round completely and stopped. Nothing. A shiver ran down his spine. Taking this as a sign he hurried his was along the street. Not running, but just power walking. He heard the footsteps again. He sped up his walk and listened as the footsteps sped up too.
Shit! Someone's stalking me! He soon found himself in a full sprint and could hear the footsteps as they splashed in the slush that was once snow. He tried to go through some of his shortcuts to lose them, but had no luck.
He gave a cry of relief as his house came into sight. Cold sweat dripped from his face as the sound of his stalker grew louder.
It must be Jason! Why would anyone else be after me? He began to feel light headed as his exhaustion grew. He jumped up the steps to his house two at a time and rammed into the door. Turning the handle he began to panic. The door was locked. He rummaged through his bag and pockets for his keys but they were nowhere to be found.
"Shit!" He breathed as his eyes widened. The footsteps had stopped and he could feel someone's breath on his ears. The shadow on the door was too big to be his own. His mouth was dry; turning his head slowly he jumped back as a strange teen looked back at him. Ryou's eyes widened. He felt like he was staring into a mirror. The older teen had white hair like his own and his skin was also pale. The looked practically the same one the other's features were sharper, an almost evil aura about them. He was pinned to the door as the stranger stared silently.
"Here." His cold voice broke the silence. He moved a clenched fist towards Ryou, making him flinch. Was he going to hit him? But he just held it out. Ryou stared at it. The older teen raised an eyebrow and stared at Ryou. "Well?" Ryou held his hand out and flinched as the fist opened. His eyes widened as his keys fell into his hand.
"M-my keys." He just blinked as he looked up at the stranger. The both stared at each other, neither speaking. Ryou suddenly felt himself shaking as the cold seeped through his clothes. He slowly placed his keys in the door, never removing his gaze or turning his back. The door clicked as he unlocked it and he dashed in, not wanting to give the stranger a chance to get in. He slammed the door and leaned against it as he slid down to the floor. What the hell had just happened?
The scent of food swam through the air as Ryou prepared his favourite meal. It was getting dark outside and he couldn't keep his mind off what had happened. Why did that guy look so much like Ryou? Maybe they were relatives. Shaking the thought from his head, he stirred the pasta that boiled in the pan. He signed, watching the steam dance in the air. What Ryou wouldn't give to have someone at home with him. His father was always away on business trips and he had no other family. With a sigh he looked round to the door. He could see a tiny section of the living room window and moved around slightly, trying to search for something. He cautiously walked closer to the window. His head peered round the curtain, his eyes widened as he saw a white haired figure at the bottom of the steps. He groaned and leered at the teen, even though his back was turned on him.
"Well if he wants to stay out there and get pneumonia then he can be my guest." Ryou shivered at the thought of how cold it must be out there. His words may have been bitter but he couldn't help fell sorry for the teen. Maybe he had nowhere else to go. Or maybe he was just a pervert. The albino cringed before jumping as the fire alarm went off. "SHIT!" He ran into the kitchen with his hands over his cat ears. Turning off the hob, he stood on a chair and turned off the fire alarm. He peered down at the oven. Pasta can't burn can it? He yelled as he saw the wooden spoon he'd been using on fire. He had left it on the hob and it had caught fire. He grabbed a damp cloth and threw it on the spoon. Baka!
Once he had eaten, Ryou retreated to his room. He had a tonne of homework and wanted to get an early night. He sat for about an hour, tapping his pen on a sheet of paper that was supposed to be his English essay on 'Who was most to blame for the deaths of Romeo and Juliet?' He couldn't think. Every time he tried to get on with his work, the same white haired teen appeared in his mind. He couldn't get over it. He sat up and looked out the window. The sky was black and the street lamps threw an amber light onto the shadowy street. The odd car drove by before leaving the street silent again. He walked over to the dirty window and leaned on the sill. His ears drooped in boredom, he leaned his head on his palm. Looking round, something – or rather someone – caught his eye. The stranger from earlier was still stood outside his house, leaning lazily against the wall. Ryou growled internally and opened his window. The air hit his skin. He was wearing a sleeveless top because it was warmer indoors and the cold outside came as a shock.
"Hey!" He called down to the teen. His head moved round slightly as he peered up from the corner of his eye. He didn't answer. "What the hell are you doing?" The other smirked.
"I'm waiting." He said simply. Ryou quirked an eyebrow.
"What for?"
"Why, to be invited in of course." He said it as if it was obvious. Why would he be invited in? All he did was retrieve Ryou's keys, which he didn't even know he'd lost. He turned round and faced the albino; a shiver ran down his spine. There was something uncanny about him, yet Ryou was intrigued.
"Look, why don't you just go home?" He leaned on the sill again and continued to stare down at the stranger. "It's getting late and you'll freeze if you stay out here." He suddenly blinked in surprise. Why was he saying this? He didn't care what happened to this guy, he just wanted him to go away.
"Well maybe I don't want to go home." He smirked again as Ryou groaned. That was it. This guy was becoming annoying and he could only think of one way to get this over and done with.
The door opened to reveal the strange teen on the doorstep. Ryou shivered as the air hit his bare arms.
"Get in!" He mumbled as he stepped aside. The teen smiled and walked in. He had a defiant air about him as he held his hands the pockets of his black trench coat. The albino closed the door and turned round to watch the stranger as he took his coat off. "So…" He raised an eyebrow as the other looked around. "…Are we related or something?" The other stared at him, not looking impressed by the question.
"Not to my knowledge." He replied. His voice was harsh, yet charming in a way. His accent was the same as Ryou's, which just added to the creepiness.
"Well, what's your name?" Ryou placed his hands on his hips defiantly, obviously not happy with the answer to the previous question.
"Bakura." Ryou blinked. How peculiar.
"Got a last name?"
"That doesn't concern you." Ryou gawped. What the hell? This total stranger had just been invited into his house and he already being defiant and cheeky.
"And yours?" His voice broke the trail of thought.
"Oh, I'm Ryou." He held out a hand, but it was coldly ignored as Bakura turned his back on Ryou. He held back the thought of throttling the obviously stronger teen. I wonder how old he is? Ryou eyed the others back. Must be at least 18. He jumped as his eyes met the cold gaze of Bakura.
"Well… um… I- I have homework. So, you just make yourself at home down here." He gestured to the living room. "I'll be about an hour. Ok?" Bakura slumped down on the sofa and gave a thumbs-up. Ryou stood in the doorway. His eyes were fixated on the back of Bakura's head. I must be going nuts! Wait till Yugi hears about this. He jumped again as the other's voice cut through the silence.
"Are you just going to stand there all day?" He didn't even turn round. How had he known? Ryou slowly back away and turned to run up the stairs to his room.
Sitting at his desk he had only managed to write one measly paragraph in an hour. He leaned his chin on his hands as he struggled to think. His ears began to droop and his eyelids slide up and down. His elbow slipped on his desk, causing his head to collide with it.
"Ow… baka!" he groaned as he rubbed his now red forehead.
"I hope you're not talking to me." The cold voice shot through the air. Ryou turned round in his chair and saw Bakura stood in the doorway. He rubbed a small amount of sleep from his eyes.
"B-Bakura." The other teen strode over to him. He leant on Ryou's shoulders, peering over to see what he had been writing.
"Ah. Romeo and Juliet!" He mused. He stared down at the small amount of writing. "Well you're never going to get a pass if that's all you plan on writing."
"I know that!" Ryou snapped, shrugging the weight off his shoulders. "It's just a very difficult essay, that's all." He yelped as he felt two arms snake around his chest. Bakura's head landed next to his and he nuzzled Ryou's cheek. He began to blush but soon turned pale as he felt a hand slide towards his crotch. Jumping out his seat he stood on the opposite site of the room from Bakura.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" He felt his face burn when the other teen smirked. He stepped back and felt his leg his the side of his bed. Bakura stepped forwards and stared lustfully at the albino. Ryou instinctively stepped back and fell back on the bed. He soon found his arms pinned above his head as Bakura straddle his stomach. He couldn't break free; the other teen was too strong. With his free hand, Bakura held the small boy's chin, lifting his face so it faced his own. Smirking evilly, he moved in and placed his lips on Ryou's. The albino's eyes shot open and he began to struggle violently. Bakura tried to move his tongue into his mouth but he held his jaw shut tight so it could not get in. The other's lips massaged his own and he almost gave in, when he managed to knee Bakura in the back. He groaned loudly and released Ryou's hands. The smaller boy pushed him off and stood up before he had another chance to jump on him.
"Now that was just uncalled for." Bakura chuckled, rubbing his back lightly, obviously not having felt much pain.
"That was uncalled for! What about you jumping on me and trying to kiss me?" Ryou was now hysterical and pressed his body against the open wall. Bakura was soon inches from his body and placed a hand on his waist. The small teen's body shook as he came closer. He smiled as he watched the look of pure terror on the other's face. Ryou's eyes closed and he suddenly felt his body relaxing. He couldn't help but go weak at the knees as Bakura stroked his cat ears lovingly. He fell into the other's arms and was carried to the bed. Bakura placed the resting boy's head on his lap and continued to stroke the soft, furry ears. Ryou's eyes fell shut as he yawned. He snuggled his head into the warm legs under his head and felt him self slipping into a wonderful sleep.
"Domo… Kura."
Bakura chuckled silently as he watched the boy fall asleep, his cat ears drooping with sleep.
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Author's Notes: So there is chapter one to my new story. Hope you enjoyed and i most likely wont write this one as fast as my other story review please!
