It was another rainy day out. Ryou was sitting in a restaurant waiting for someone special, that special person being Bakura. He'd been waiting 20 minutes for Bakura to come to the restaurant. Bakura had promised him that since both of them never had much time to themselves lately that they'd spend the evening together with no interruptions. So far, it wasn't going as smoothly as Ryou wanted it to be. He remembered how much he was excited when Bakura made that promise to him and how he'd been counting down the days for this night to finally happen.
He looked around silently at the other couples talking to each other and having fun as they laughed. Some were talking while others were sitting close to the other. It made Bakura a little sad knowing Bakura still hadn't shown up yet. Bakura was supposed to be at the restaraunt at 6:30 p.m. and it was now almost 7 p.m. Ryou hadn't gotten any text messages or phone calls saying that Bakura would be running late only the text messages from earlier which were from the afternoon. He took out his phone to see if he had any new texts; when he did however, there wasn't any new texts.
He began to read the texts from the afternoon which made him smile every time he read them or looked at them for just a minute. Some of them were short or long while others had been cut off only to receive the next part of the text. They'd text for hours while one was away from the other.
Now here was Ryou, sitting alone in a romantic restaurant with no one to share the evening with. More than a few men and women would approach him; complimenting him or just to tell him he was cute, sexy, beautiful, or shy which made Ryou blush but would politely reject their invitation to offer him company - not because he wouldn't enjoy the company but because he knew how much Bakura hated seeing another person flirt with him. He remembered the last time another man started to flirt with him even though he politely turned him down.
*Flashback*
It was a beautiful sunny day, Ryou was in the park waiting for Bakura to meet him there for a picnic. It had took him weeks to finally convince Bakura to go on a picnic with him. He was in the middle of setting everything up when a man about slightly older than Bakura looked came up to him and asked if he would like to have luch with him. Ryou was surprised because the man had just came up to him but politely declined the invitation; explaining that he was already waiting for someone to spend the day with.
When the man continued to try and persuade him to come with him, Ryou again rejected the invitation hoping that it would finally get the man to leave him alone to wait for Bakura. When the man didn't leave but instead took Ryou by the arm, Ryou started to squirm and scream his way from the man's grasp. He was starting to get scared because he didn't know what woud happen and hoped Bakura would save him in time.
"Why so scared cutie?" The man asked with a playful yet angry tone to his voice.
"Let me go!" Ryou screamed at him, trying to break free from his grasp.
"Why? Don't you want to have a little fun first?" Asked the man still holding Ryou's arm tightly.
When Ryou saw that the man was taking him somewhere he didn't recognize, he started to scream even more; hoping that someone would at least come to his rescue. Fortunately, someone did - that someone being Bakura. He was only a foot away when he saw his Ryou being pulled by his arm by someone that looked like he was pissed off.
"Where the hell do you think you're taking him you little fuck?!" Bakura asked him, angry that a man would dare touch his Ryou.
"What's it to you? We're going to have a little fun!" The man said to Bakura with a smirk on his face..
"Oh no you're not. You're not taking him anywhere you bastard so let his arm go. Now!" Bakura demanded.
"You want this little runt? Come get him." The man challenged.
"Fine, you want to do it the hard way? We'll do it the hard way." Bakura said to him.
In what seemed to be minutes, the man was laying on the ground; his face bloodied as his eyes were swollen. Ryou looked at Bakura's right hand to see that it was bloodied with scrapes on his knuckles that were continuing to bleed out. Ryou got up from the ground and ran over to Bakura; almost in what a lost child would do when he found his mother.
Ryou looked at his hand and tended to it; gently wrapping a cloth he tore from his shirt around his hand and putting pressure on it to let the blood clot up. Bakura, although hated when Ryou tended to any wounds on him had let him continue as Ryou washed Bakura's hand the best he could of what was left of the blood.
After he was finished, they walked to wear Ryou was finishing setting everything up and sat down under a tree where they could feel the breeze brush against their skin. Bakura looked at him not knowing what to say to him. What should he say? Sorry I was late? Why didn't you fight him off? Bakura knew Ryou wasn't the violent type and besides that he was to frail and would surely lose to the stronger man.
"Ryou.." Bakura started to say. He knew what he wanted to say but couldn't form the words to say them. Never once had he told Ryou about how he felt about him or how much he appreciated the small things he did for him. In fact, Bakura wasn't used to having anyone do those types of things for him such as baking him cookies, making him dinner, or even buying him a small gift as a token of appreciation. Ryou did all of that without asking for anything in return.
"It's okay. It wasn't your fault." Ryou said to Bakura, looking down at the ground watching the grass blades sway in the small breeze.
"I want to make it up to you." Bakura said back to him.
Ryou's head shot up and looked at Bakura. It was the first time he had ever suggested he take Ryou out somewhere without complaining about it or making up an excuse not to go out.
"I want you to meet me at the new restaurant that is opening up. Since this was my fault and we hardly spend any time together, I want this to be special for the both of us." Bakura finished.
Ryou's eyes lit up and in a moment of happiness he kissed Bakura gently on his smooth soft lips. He suddenly pulled back realizing what he had done, he pulled away feeling embarrassed by his reaction. Bakura looked at him and smiled slightly as he pulled Ryou back into their kiss as they enjoyed the rest of their picnic and day together.
*End Flashback*
Now here he was sitting alone at a table for two with one of the two missing. He looked at his watch to see it was nearly 8 p.m. Ryou decided to call it a night since the restaurant would be closing in half an hour and most of the people who had filled it up had gone home with their loved ones in hand as they smiled their way out.
Ryou was disappointed. He'd been waiting for this night to happen and almost cried as he started to make his way home. When he turned the next block, he saw something that crushed his heart and feelings. There in a cafe was Bakura and Marik talking and laughing. To Ryou, they looked like they were having a good time with each other. After the kiss that happened during their picnic, Ryou felt as if his love for Bakura was a lie and nothing more than that.
Ryou felt tears running down his pale face as he almost ran home; not wanting to talk to anybody not even Bakura. When he got home, he wiped the tears and turned down a picture of Bakura and him together at last year's carnival, now it seemed that Bakura was cheating on him with Marik.