* I do not own yu-gi-oh.
"Wake up, yadonushi," came a familiar voice.
Ryou woke up in his room. Another night full of nightmares he couldn't wake up from. Last night he was tortured by his yami, again. It was horrible, as it always was. It always happened in Bakura's soul room where he was tied down to a wall and beaten. It never stopped, the torture, until he would black out. Unfortunately, it would take longer and longer for him to black out each time he would be tortured. Last night he was tortured through the whole night in his mind.
Ryou started to cry. A manifestation of Bakura came swirling around the room in his house. (It was like smoke except a dark violet.) It then lowered to Ryou's side and transformed into what looked like another Ryou except more menacing, and his eyes, which were red as blood.
Ryou continued to cry as if he didn't notice him.
"What'a wrong, yadonushi?"asked the spectral being. "Didn't you like our little game last night?"
Ryou continued to cry but shook his head. Of course he hated last night. He always hated being tortured.
"But my dear hikari," the yami held up Ryou's face, tears still running down, and leaned into his ear, "You're lying."
Ryou instantly became relaxed. This always happened when he whispered into his ear, it was some kind of mind control. He would do anything for his yami now, even jump off a cliff.
"You loved it," Bakura continued. "You wanted nothing more than to feel the pain. You even wanted more."
"I..." Ryou tried to fight. He tried to win over his own will.
"Don't fight it, my pretty, little yadonushi." Bakura whispered some more. "You know I'm right."
"I'm not..." Bakura tried to say.
A flash of anger came upon the yami's face. He quickly grabbed Ryou by the throat until he hung in the air. The spell on Ryou came off. He was clawing at Bakura's arm so he would let go, but his grip held firm.
"You're what? Not my puppet?" Bakura snapped. "Not afraid of me? Not going to let me get away with this? You think your little friends will save you? Well they won't because you are MINE."
Bakura dropped Ryou. Ryou was gasping to make up for the air he had lost. As he was doing this, Bakura spoke,
"You made me lose my temper, little hikari. For that you must pay."
Ryou knew what was coming. His punishment would be a day in his yami's soul room. No torture, but he would take over Ryou's body, and who knows what he would do. The room however was the worst of all. It had nothing in it but black walls and floor. It was dark in yhere and it gave a sense of no hope.
"No please," Ryou begged. "I was wrong. Please don't make me go in that room. I'll do as you say, just don't put me in that room!"
Bakura stared into Ryou's brown eyes. Crimson against chocolate. A twisted grin grew on his face.
"Seeing as how I am merciful, I will give you a second chance, but you must obey me." Bakura said.
"I will," said Ryou.
Bakura leaned in and whispered in his ear, "I know you will."