Hey ppls this is my first fic so if it sucks really really bad pleez pleez pleez tell me! so uhh yeah this fic is about ryou and bakura and how they hook up. if its too sappy just tell me. i tend to get a little sappy -.-
Yami: HA!! a little sappy? by ra serena i've read what u hav in that notebook of urs and those fics between ryou and bakura are saaaaaaaaaappppyyyy!!
BlackRose: YAMI WTF R U DOIN HERE AND Y DID U GIVE OUT MY REAL NAME U STUPID RA FORSAKEN FOOL
Yami: Erm...by the power of Christmas?
BR:....................just for that u hav to do the disclaimers thing
Yami: FUCK U BIOTCH!!!
BR: Yami, there's children reading this
Yami: O.O woah....umm fine i'll do ur stupid disclaimers thing...clears throat Ahem, BlackRose does not own Yugioh and
if she did monkeys would prolly be the main thing in the show...
BR: HEY!!! MONKEYS WOULD NOT BE THE MAIN THING.......Bakura would!
Yami: Ra have mercy!
BR: On with the fic already!!!
((yami to hikari))
(hikari to yami)
'thoughts'
"speaking"
ryous journal entries
Can You Feel the Love Tonight?
Chapter 1 Does he love me?
Ryou stumbled up the stairs to his bedroom. Bakura had just given him one of his usual 'lessons' and this time he had gone too far. Ryou could barely move and he was quickly losing conciousness. 'I must make it up the stairs to my bedroom...then I can rest and tend to my injuries..' Just then he heard an all too familiar voice.
"Well, well, well. It seems my pathetic excuse for a hikari can still move. I guess my lesson wasn't enough for you. It seems to me that you need an extra one." Bakura smirked. He loved to see fear in Ryou's eyes. It excited him, made him feel superior andpowerful.
"N-n-no p-please d-don't. I-I n-need s-s-some rest. I-I-I'm gonna pass out if I d-d-don't lay d-d-down..." As if on cue poor Ryou fell to the floor with a loud thud. Blood began to make a pool around him, making it look as if he had been shot in the chest. This surprised Bakura. Had he really done that much harm to cause that much blood? 'I feel so.......so bad that I did this to him. I'm so cruel and heartless...yet feelings just get in the way. They are a waste of time..' Despite what he thought, Bakura knew he couldn't leave his hikari in this state. So he picked him up bridal style and carried him into his room.
After laying Ryou down on his bed, Bakura retrieved the first-aid kit and began to patch Ryou up. He started first with his chest, popping bones back into the right place and putting gauze on some cuts. Next, he wrapped up Ryou's arm for a long gash ran down from Ryou's elbow to the palm of his hand. Bakura grimaced. There was so much blood. Even for him it was sickening.
Done with bandaging Ryou's wounds, Bakura sat down in Ryou's computer chair and glanced around the room. His eyes fell upon a black book with the word "Journal" written on it in silver print. This made Bakura curious and he quickly opened it.
Inside he found many journals entries done by Ryou. They were angsty and all of them told of Bakura's lessons and how much Ryou wished they would stop.
Bakura turned to the last journal entry. It had been written yesterday after one of his 'lessons.'
Dear Journal,
Today after one of my lessons with Bakura, I realized something. I love Bakura. I know it may be hard to understand but it's true. I love him with all my heart. He's so evil and uncaring but behind that mask he puts on, I know there's a gentle, loving person. But if Bakura ever found out my feelings he would beat me to a bloody pulp and that I cannot risk. I mean, I know he definitely doesn't return my feelings, but there's something deep within me that tells me not to think that. It's quite strange. My one true wish is for Bakura to love me back and to tell me that he never meant to hurt me the way he did. I guess you can say that despite the pain, I love him. sigh Thank Ra Yugi told me to get this journal. Who knows what I might've done without it. Well, I must be going. I have school tomorrow and I must hide my cuts and bruises.
Bakura stared, mouth wide with shock. Ryou loved him? But how? And why? No one could love him. It was just something that didn't happen. Then another feeling struck through him. Guilt. Bakura felt so guilty that he could've screamed but he didn't want to wake his hikari. He felt so guilty, so unworthy, and cruel. He had hurt Ryou so badly that he had to hide the marks. That must've been why he always wore sweaters and jeans. He didnt't want anyone to find out.
Just then, Ryou stirred, causing Bakura to instantly go into his soul room. The only problem was that he left Ryou's journal open to the page he had read....
BR: MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I BET U ALL THOUGHT I WAS GONNA MAKE THIS CHAPPIE A CLIFFY HUH?
WELL UR ALL WRONG!! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!
Yami: O.O woah.....
Bakura: wtf is wrong with her....
BR: O.O Bakura....is here? glomps bakura ur my favorite character!!!
Bakura: Erm.......ok?
Yami: no one ever likes me V.V
BR: Awwwwwww we like u Yami....
Yami:
BR:.....we just like Bakura more
Bakura: HAHAHAHA IN UR FACE PHARAOH!! THEY LIKE ME MORE!!
Yami: V.V
Ryou: What about me? Does anyone like me?
Bakura: smirks I do....hehehe
Ryou: hehehe
BR: O.O........woah continue the fic please....
Next Day
Ryou's POV
I awoke the next morning to find my journal opened to my most recent entry. Had my yami read my journal? I gasped. If he did.........no, I won't think about it. The wind probably just blew it open or something. Yeah, that's right. The wind, yes siree bob, just the wind.
I climbed out of bed to find all my wounds bandaged. "What the fuck?"
It wasn't like me to curse but this really puzzled me. H-h-had my yami bandaged my wounds? MY yami! Yami Bakura, the stealer of souls, had patched up his own doings. Holy shit monkeys! Maybe, maybe he cares for me....like I care for him. Wait! What am I thinking?! My yami care for me?! Ha! That was funny. I'm truly laughing right now. I'm such a kidder. Heh.......I would love it if he loved me.....
I shook those thoughts from my head and carefully walked downstairs. I prayed to every god I knew that my yami wouldn't be down there but unfortunately for me, someone up there hates me.
"Good morning, Ryou. Did you sleep well?" Bakura asked with a cheery smile on his face. Wait.....smile? Woah....and it looks like a genuine smile. Not a smirk or one that says 'I'm gonna kick your ass if you don't get the fuck away from me.'
"Bakura, are you feeling alright? Did you bump your head last night or something. Are you high?!" I just had to ask. Nothing was impossible with my yami.
"I'm fine. How are you?"
"Uhhh....good I guess....yami, can I ask you something?"
"Go right ahead, Ryou dearest."
"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!!!" I really hadn't meant to scream it but I had to get my point across. If he was fooling around with me, I had to know.
"Nothing is wrong with me. Except that I'm lovesick." What did he just say? Lovesick? Who does he love? Is it me? Gah! That will never happen!
"Lovesick you say. Ummm if you don't mind me asking...who do you love exactly?"
"Marik." At this point in time my world just comes crashing down. Marik? He loves Marik? What does Marik have that I don't?
"I see. Well, I'm happy for you two." I put on my trademark smile and ran upstairs saying I had homework to do.
Thank ra I left when I did or my yami would've seen me crying and then he would know. I guess it wasn't him that read my journal.
I launched myself on my bed and cried my eyes out. Why did life have to be so hard for me?
Bakura's POV
I sighed. Why couldn't I just tell my Ryou that it was him I love. Yes, love. I had thought about what his journal said all night and I came to the conclusion that I love Ryou. I always felt bad after I beat him. And some nights I would even go into his room to watch him sleep. He always looks so peaceful when he sleeps. So carefree and happy. I'm not afraid of rejection because I know he loves me back, but I don't deserve Ryou. After all I've put him through, I deserve to be kicked out.
I tapped into Ryou's thoughts to see what he was thinking. Guilt seared through me. My angel was crying because of what I had said. I guess he loves me so much that he can't bear me being with someone else. I'm not even really with Marik. We're just really close friends. He likes Ryou, though.......as a friend I mean. He knows I love him so he wouldn't dare like him as more than a friend. Besides, Marik's with his hikari, Malik.......uh oh. Ryou knows that. Sooner or later that's gonna kick in. Oh shit.
I ran up to Ryou's room as fast as I could, which is pretty fast. His door was open a bit so I peeked inside. There was my angel, crying his eyes out and stuffing clothes into a duffle bag. Wait, duffle bag? Oh shit! He's so heartbroken that he's leaving! Look what I did now! Dammit! I slammed my head against the wall in frustration. Big mistake. Ryou opened his door all the way and looked out.
"Yami, what are you doing?"
"I should be asking you the same."
"I'm leaving yami, you can have the house. I'm going to stay with Yugi and his yami for awhile or until I get my own apartment."
"Why the fuck are you doin' that?"
"You wouldn't understand. Just think, now Marik can move in or something."
"Ryou, you can't go!" Whoops, shouldn't have said.
"Why the fuck not?! What, do you still need a punching bag or something?"
"What's you're problem all of a sudden. Damn, talk about mood swings."
"Why do you care? Just let me leave in peace." He grabbed his bag and guitar case and headed down the stairs.
"Fine! Leave! See if I care! I don't need you anyways!" I heard him stop, then the door opened and it slammed shut.
I broke down crying. I had let my angel get away and he wasn't planning on coming back.
TBC
BR: That, my friends, is the end of chapter one. I hope you all enjoyed it.
Yami: sniffles That was so sad....
Ryou: I would never leave Bakura like that you evil woman! Curse you!
BR: Erm.......review please. Chappie number 2 should be up in a few days.
Yami: sniffles Bye...