"Come eya' lil kiddies on my lap, guess who's back with a brand new... er... Fic!" (I don't even like that song... > )

Anywho, new YuGiOh fic up and going for all my happy-chans out there! But, it's a lil' different than my other KuraxRyou fics... usually, Bakura is a nice kinda guy right? Well... Let's just say... he isn't anymore ::wink::

So... Without further ado...

TRANSLATOINS
Onegai - Please
Yameru - Stop
Gomen nasai - I'm sorry
Hai - Yes
Iie - No
Daijoubu desu ka - Are you all right?
Daijoubu - It's all right.
Arigatou - Thank you
Baka - Idiot/Moron/Fool/etc.
Kowappa - Brat
Konbanwa - Good evening
Oyasumi nasai - Good night

TWISTED IN PAINFUL PLEASURE

ONE: Hell Home

Loneliness. Ryou knew the meaning of that word all too well. All his life he had been alone. His father always out on digs which forced the teen to live alone, and having moved so much in his 'life', Ryou had never made any true friends.

But now the cotton-haired teen had finally settled in the busy city of Domino, and the small flicker of hope that he would fine the friends he much desired began to burn once again. That was, until he came along.

Bakura was the spirit of the Millennium Ring, a gift that Ryou had received from his father, who thought he was 'destined' to have it, even though it was a mere necklace. The five thousand year old Yami that was eventually set free from his prison within the Ring instantly pounced on the unsuspecting Ryou. Usually, Yami's are good spirits, and they respected the duty of protecting their hikari's; they did it with pride. But, when you're a sadistic, twisted, utterly messed up tomb robber with an outrageous lust for blood and causing others pain, these rules don't tend to apply.

Back in his time, Bakura was known as the Tomb Robber, Soul Stealer, but the name everyone knew and feared in Ancient Egypt was simply; the Thief King. The notorious Thief was known everywhere for his sinister ways. The most, as he'd say, famous of his deeds was when he raided the tomb of Pharaoh Atem's father and dragged the mummy across the Throne Room floor, much to everyone's disgust and shock.

For you see, Bakura and Atem, who is now the spirit of the Millennium Puzzle and goes by the name of Yami, were more than just enemies. The two despised one another. On countless times the Thief King had broken into the Palace and stolen precious jewels and treasures, each time walking away without once getting caught.

So now, the hatred and rivalry still goes on between the Thief and the Pharaoh, and Bakura's devious ways still remain to this day... Even after five thousand years......

Ryou slowly walked home from a normal Wednesday at school, but the tiny drops of sweat continued to roll down the sides of his face as the haired on the back of his neck stood on end. Fear. It was the usual feeling that plagued the young Hikari's mind as he drew nearer to his home. Ryou swallowed hard when he turned the corner that led him into his street and his home came to view.

His fingers began to entwine at his sides, crossing and uncrossing with nerves as he walked. The light soon found himself slowing down, his feet uncontrollably starting to shuffle along. No, he thought, I can't be late. He'd kill me...

Two sorts of terror began to argue in his mind. One was the pure fear of going home to him, but the other was actually getting there. For Ryou knew that once he stepped foot into his so called 'home' there was no way of getting out without his permission. But, why did he have to go back in the first place? He wouldn't know where the light would go, not a clue. But he'd find him Ryou knew he would. He has his ways of finding out things, and the two of them being Yami and Hikari didn't exactly help Ryou out, as he knew Bakura could sense him if he was close enough.

Ryou sighed, finally sorting out his thoughts and carried on at a normal pace along the sidewalk; eventually coming to his driveway, where he suddenly slowed again. Ryou gulped as he slowly went up the smooth pathway to his front door. The pale, shaking hand of the Hikari reached out to the handle before him. His body shook in pure terror at the fact he knew those evil, chocolate eyes were watching him, and he knew his light was home.

"Yugi! Give that back!" Yami ordered as he chased said Hikari around their living room.

"No it's mine!" Yugi chirped as he clutched the Millennium Puzzle tightly in his hands and jumped up onto the couch.

"No it isn- Ok it is, but I wear it!" Yami declared, causing his other half to laugh happily.

Yami, like Bakura was a spirit, which dwelled in his Item, until released by his lighter half, Yugi. Being the Pharaoh that he is, Yami has a full sense of pride and dignity, and he always thinks about the welfare of others, before his own. His personality much resembles Yugi's, except the spiky haired light is much more timid and, innocent. But, the two cared deeply for one another, what a Yami and Hikari's are supposed to feel, a relationship the complete opposite to that of Ryou and Bakura's.

"Aibou, give it now!" Yami ordered.

"Make me," Yugi said still giggling.

Yami smirked at his lights order and made his way forward with a sly glint in his crimson depths.

"Er... Yami..." Yugi stuttered as he tried to back away, quickly realised he was still on the couch; with no escape.

"Yes Aibou?" the darker half asked, acting totally oblivious as he carried on towards Yugi.

"Yami..." Yugi muttered, his giggling coming to an instant halt when his Yami lunged forward at him.

The Pharaoh tackled his Hikari down onto the couch, though he did it with grace so not to hurt his other half, but he was more than capable of simply pinning the teen down.

"Now will you give it to me?" Yami asked grinning, pinning down Yugi's arms and hips.

"Never!" Yugi laughed, wriggling beneath the dark.

"Fine. Then you leave me with no CHOICE!"

It was at that moment, Yami started tickling the Hikari, his fingers trailing round his sides.

"Ah! Yami, stop!" Yugi begged between laughs, kicking his legs from underneath Yami.

"Puzzle," the spirit stated simply as he tickled his light.

"Ah! Fine, here!" Yugi squealed as he surrendered, holding the golden item up to Yami.

The darkness of the hallway instantly engulfed Ryou as he stepped into his house. The Hikari stayed as silent as he could as he set down his bag, his eyes trying desperately to focus in the dark abyss of his home.

A small yelp suddenly escaped him as the air behind him suddenly moved, and the front door slammed shut; making the darkness seem as if it was sucked into more shadows.

Ryou's whole body began to tremble for he knew his Yami was close, and knowing he had impeccable night-vision, scared him even more. Calm down Ryou... It's just one of his mind games... Just carry on like nothing's wrong... the light thought silently to himself. Ryou clenched his fists as he walked silently, taking slow steps to the living room.

The white-haired teen soon found himself at the door, he reached a shaking hand to open it, but just before he could reach it, it was snatched from his grip and the door flung open; causing the light to whimper in fear.

A satisfied chuckle whispered through the air, damn Bakura and his games... the Hikari thought, stupid baka... he added silently.

The chuckling suddenly got louder into a sadistic laugh as the living room door slammed shut and two arms violently grabbed Ryou from behind, causing him to scream out in shock and terror.

Mwaha! There's already a cliffy (better get used to those heheh)!! ::laughs:: Sorry... I couldn't resist! ::grins::

Anywho, not a very long chapter, I didn't want to give too much away at the start now did I?!

R&R my happy-chans!

S4K
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