Tables Turn

"You're late Ryou" Balura sneered.

Ryou stuttered, "I-I Yugi wanted to ask me something."

Bakura glared at his hikari. "You were hanging out with that pathetic wimp of the Pharaoh's"
Ryou nodded. Bakura walked over to him. Ryou shut his eyes reading for the blow. When it never came he opened one eye to see Bakura standing over him.
"How many times have I told you not to speak with him."
Ryou trembled and said "Lots"
"Is that the best you can offer? Lots. Well I'll tell you what. I'll give you lots. Bakura raised his hand a aimed straight for the head. Ryou winced in pain. He had learnt to keep quiet when he was hit. It normally ended up with him being hit more.
"Make me some dinner," Bakura commanded.

Something in Ryou snapped. "Make it your. I'm not your slave." Ryou realized what he had said and whispered "Ba-Bakura I-I'm sorry."
"How dare you speak to me like that." Bakura's hand clenched into a fist. Ryou saw this. 'It's now or never,' he thought. Ryou kicked him in his delicates and ran off.

"You little swine!" Bakura yelled after his hikari. Ryou locked his bedroom and panted on the bed. That was the first time he hit his Yami. He heard as his yami was banging on the door demanding to be let it.

"NO! It's my bedroom. And I'm not your slave." he added.
"Ok Ryou. You asked for this." Bakura fumbled around in his pocket. Perfect. He managed to unlock the door with A PAPER CLIP, Ryou was panicked now. Then he clenched his fists up ready for when he came in. Ryou hid at first lowering Bakura into a false sense of security.

"Oh, Ryou. Don't hide your making your punishment worse every second." Bakura said sweetly. He noticed the wardrobe was open slightly. Bakura flung open the doors only to be hit in the face by a furious little Ryou. Ryou didn't stop there.

"This is for all the beatings you ever gave me." He punched him in the stomache hard. Bakura winced slightly but stood his ground and returned the blow. Ryou was smaller than him which made him good at dodging.

Ryou was as red now with anger. He wasn't going to be his slave anymore. "What am I?" Ryou asked Bakura.
Bakura snorted and said, "Your my slave."
"Bakura." he paused, "Wrong answer." Ryou managed to force Bakura to the floor.
"'I'll ask again. What am I?"
Bakura was stunned at how much fury was built up in this hikari's body, "A human being," Bakura said defeated for once.
"Thank you Bakura," Ryou said his cheery voice returning. He was about to make dinner when out of no where he turned and punched Bakura in the nose. "You're my slave now," he whispered in Bakura's ear. "If a drop of blood from your nose hits the carpet or anywhere you will wish you stayed in the ring."

Bakura recovered from the shock and ran into the bathroom. 'Strange' Ryou thought 'Were those tears in his eyes.' Ryou shrugged. He continued to make dinner.

"Raw meat for Bakura and," he turned to the oven "pizza for me," he finished.

Bakura walked in and sat at the table. Ryou shot him a glare and Bakura looked away. Ryou gavve him his meat and he sat down with half a pizza on his plate. Bakura's eyes widened. RYou smirked and said "The other half's in the oven. You can have it if you promise to do the dishes." Bakura nodded and Ryou smiled.