My first fanfiction, yay! I hope this turns out good ^.^ Alright, first there's a few things I have to say, the fanfiction will have a Bakura/? pairing! (who I should pair him up with?) Can you give me ideas in some reviews? (I don't mind yaoi so I'd accept that too) I'll read all your reviews and consider all of the pairings suggested.
About me...hmm, well, all you have to know is that I'm an evil bishie fan! I like all the evil bishounens! Like Bakura, Kaiba, Malik, Yami Malik, and Ryou's okay too, even if he's not really evil... (and pegasus...EEWWW!) well any ways, my nick name's DHG, which stands for: Drunken Half Godess ^_^" (gotta love it)
DHG: now on with the fic!
Ps: the pairing isn't decided yet, maybe in the second or third chapter ^_^ (so review, please, I need ideas! I don't know what you people want!)
It had been raining outside for a few hours now. The heavy downpoor was savagelly drenching every thing in it's reach as the black swirling clouds hurried by in large sweeps. Not a soul in sight, other than the soaked figure leaning against a tall tree. The white haired boy gazed up at the sky dreamily, as he realized that he was alone. A droplet of water hit his face, then a second, and a few more. He glared up at the sky as if ordering it to stop, but to no avail, the rain only hit his face harder (it seemed).
Bakura let out a sigh and leant back on the tree, thinking about why it was he wasn't inside, the warmth of Ryou's house. He simply shook it off and closed his eyes.
"If I was indoors, I would probably just think of why I wasn't outside, it's so stupid... These things mortals waist their time on..."
Finally accepting the fact that the rain wasn't stopping, he finally decided to think about something else... How was Ryou now?
~Flashback~
It was in Ryou's house and it was nearly midnight. It was also raining, as it was now, maybe worse, there was definetly thunder now.
Bakura stood there with a smirk plastered to his face, eyes looking maniacly insane.
He held a shard of broken glass in his hand, squeasing it between his fingers as it started to drip blood.
Ryou was laying on the cold kitchen floor, he could obviously feel all this pain in his hand. As he lay there in a feetal position, curled on the floor. Nothing could be heard other than the violent storm outside and the soft whimpering of Ryou in the shadows.
~End of Flashback~
Well, After Bakura killed Ryou's father, Yugi and Yami took Ryou to live with them. They didn't want to risk Ryou's health, or his life, so they took him away. Ever since, Bakura had stayed uner the tall tree in the backyard.
DHG: So how do you like the story? I didn't want to continue, really, so I decided to end it short here. I know it's really, terribly short, but I don't know what pairing it's going to be, so I'll wait untill I get at least... lets say... ten reviews? is that a little much? we'll see, I promiss to write a new chapter a week, maybe even two if I feel like it.
About me...hmm, well, all you have to know is that I'm an evil bishie fan! I like all the evil bishounens! Like Bakura, Kaiba, Malik, Yami Malik, and Ryou's okay too, even if he's not really evil... (and pegasus...EEWWW!) well any ways, my nick name's DHG, which stands for: Drunken Half Godess ^_^" (gotta love it)
DHG: now on with the fic!
Ps: the pairing isn't decided yet, maybe in the second or third chapter ^_^ (so review, please, I need ideas! I don't know what you people want!)
It had been raining outside for a few hours now. The heavy downpoor was savagelly drenching every thing in it's reach as the black swirling clouds hurried by in large sweeps. Not a soul in sight, other than the soaked figure leaning against a tall tree. The white haired boy gazed up at the sky dreamily, as he realized that he was alone. A droplet of water hit his face, then a second, and a few more. He glared up at the sky as if ordering it to stop, but to no avail, the rain only hit his face harder (it seemed).
Bakura let out a sigh and leant back on the tree, thinking about why it was he wasn't inside, the warmth of Ryou's house. He simply shook it off and closed his eyes.
"If I was indoors, I would probably just think of why I wasn't outside, it's so stupid... These things mortals waist their time on..."
Finally accepting the fact that the rain wasn't stopping, he finally decided to think about something else... How was Ryou now?
~Flashback~
It was in Ryou's house and it was nearly midnight. It was also raining, as it was now, maybe worse, there was definetly thunder now.
Bakura stood there with a smirk plastered to his face, eyes looking maniacly insane.
He held a shard of broken glass in his hand, squeasing it between his fingers as it started to drip blood.
Ryou was laying on the cold kitchen floor, he could obviously feel all this pain in his hand. As he lay there in a feetal position, curled on the floor. Nothing could be heard other than the violent storm outside and the soft whimpering of Ryou in the shadows.
~End of Flashback~
Well, After Bakura killed Ryou's father, Yugi and Yami took Ryou to live with them. They didn't want to risk Ryou's health, or his life, so they took him away. Ever since, Bakura had stayed uner the tall tree in the backyard.
DHG: So how do you like the story? I didn't want to continue, really, so I decided to end it short here. I know it's really, terribly short, but I don't know what pairing it's going to be, so I'll wait untill I get at least... lets say... ten reviews? is that a little much? we'll see, I promiss to write a new chapter a week, maybe even two if I feel like it.