Silver Fire
AN: Got this idea while sitting down looking at the floor. my carpet is dirty! ANY way.. this is a AU fic! It's where Ryou and Bakura are twins ^- ^' I really hope you lot will like it! I'm planning on many the chaps long- ish and many lol ^-^ as u know I no own YGO! Plz RnR also I forgot what Ryou's parents where called -' so.. I'll call them Hitome ok? Good! ^-^ gord knows if this plot has been done! Sorry to those who have done it ^-^
Silver Fire
Chapter1: Silver fire
At the hospital two parents celebrated not one blessing but two! After years of trying the middle aged wife and husband finally got what their hearts had longed to have for so very long, children. Mrs. Hitome smiled weakly as she held one of the twins in her arms. The small boy blinked at the strange world around him.
Mr. Hitome grinned as he held the other boy chuckling, as the small child seemed to be scowling while looking around the room not being able to see very much. The mother sighed and leaned back as her husband put the older twin into the crib and took the younger one from her arms.
"What should we name them?" He asked looking over at his tried wife.
"I'm not sure" She said honestly she was too tried to think.
"We should choose later when you have rested" Mr. Hitome kissed his wife's forehead and sat beside her.
She sighed and sat up looking at the man she loved before standing up and walking over to see her sons. Her husband glanced at her with a worried look plastered on his face as she stumbled a little. She looked at the two new borns and smiled.
"You should be resting" he warned.
"I'm ok I just want to see our little angels"
She watched the two pull at each others short snowy white hair as their curious brown eyes looked around trying to see the world they had been cast into. She held the younger ones small hand as he seemed to wave at her with a small smile.
"I now know what I shall name this one" She said softly.
"What is that dear?" The father asked walking over to his family.
"Ryou"
"You know what? That suits him" The man nodded at his wife's choice.
They both looked at the unnamed child who was still scowling and what looked like trying to kick the other baby.
"Well I know which ones the evil twin" Mr. Hitome laughed.
"Angel and demon" His wife mused out loud.
"I have a name for him.. Bakura Yami, Yami means darkness" He explained.
"He'll love you for that when he grows up" "It wont matter, they'll hate whatever name with give them when their teenagers"
Mrs. Hitome smiled and closed her eyes thinking of the future when she felt drained and all of a sudden she felt she was too much to carry. It seemed like a great weight had been placed on her as she felt her legs go and heard her husband gasp her name as she fell into the dark...
4 years later
"Bakura!! How many times I have told you NOT to draw on the walls? That's what papers for!" Mr. Hitome sighed and looked at the wall.
Bakura was a budding artist so to speck. He stood still with a marker pen in his right hand as his father looked over the wall. It had images of eyes on and a round object with spiky points it almost looked like a ring with a triangle in it he mused but that was silly it was only a toddles drawing after all.
"Daddy like?" Bakura asked with a big grin on his face.
"Daddy would like it very much if it wasn't on the walls"
Bakura pouted and chucked the marker pen at his fathers feet and crossed his arms over his chest. Bakura had never seemed to grow out of his 'terrible twos' period and he just dreaded when his little demon would grow up to be a teenager. Images of heavy metal bands and loud guitar noises seemed to ring in his ears.
"Daddy?" Came a timid voice.
"Yes Ryou?" he answered and saw the shyer of the two step into the room dragging a stuffed rabbit behind him.
"Are you going to work?"
"Am afraid so"
Mr. Hitome was an archaeologist and was nearly away all the time. He was thankful he didn't have to leave the country very often, only once a year or something. But his job was getting more demanding every year.
Ryou pouted and hugged his rabbit close to his chest. Ryou was the younger of the two and by far the best behaved. He had spiky white hair that came to his shoulders and had clear innocent eyes that seemed so pure and truthful. Bakura was older and just a tad taller and unlike his brothers innocent eyes his were full of mischief. His hair was a bit different it was spikier and two parts of his hair looked like devils horns.
"But daddy!! I don't want to stay with Mr. Moto! He smells funny!" Bakura wrinkled his nose.
"That's because he's old and it's only for the weekend ok?"
"Bakura always pulls my hair and tells Yami I wet the bed!" Ryou sniffled and looked away from his glaring twin.
"You lie!" Bakura hissed.
"No I don't!" Ryou called back meekly and hid behind his rabbit.
"Boys you should be nice to each other! Other then me your all each other has" He said sadly.
The two looked at each other and then the floor with pained expressions. Whenever the two fought their father would get upset and they didn't want that.
"Ok that's better, have you two packed ready to go?"
"Yep!" Ryou beamed.
Bakura put his marker in his trouser pocket and grinned evilly while nodding. He remembered the last time he had gone to vist the Moto twins Yugi and Yami, he had drawn all over Yugi and Yami had tied Ryou to a chair leg.
The car ride had gone rather well the man mused to himself. Normally it would have been loud since Bakura would often point out all the 'silly people' outside who were in fact just stranded motorists. After ten minutes into the journey Bakura has fallen asleep while Ryou looked at his favourite picture book. All was going fine till..
"Why can't we have a mommy? Where did ours go?" Ryou asked sweetly.
His father winced. He had been waiting till the twins where older before he tried to explain this to them, they didn't go to school yet and would never until they where older, he had decided to have them tutored. And the only other kids they knew where Yugi and Yami who didn't have a mother or a father.
"Your mommy's an angel sweetie" He said.
"An angel?" Ryou asked looking out the window at the rainy world outside.
"Yes, she's not with us but she looks after you and your brother"
"How?"
He sighed..
"Mommy's an angel that watches over you from heaven"
Ryou was a smart child and he soon put two and two together.
"Oh she's with god now?"
"Yes" He tried to fight back the tears, his children had never seen him cry and he was hoping they never would.
"Mommy's an angel with black wings" Came a sleepy voice, Bakura had woken up and caught the conversation.
"Angels don't have black wings silly" Ryou protested.
"Who says?" Bakura scowled.
"I bet mommy is da prettiest angel in heaven" Ryou smiled at the thought of how wonderful his mother must be to be an angel.
"Is that why we have an angel on our tree at Christmas daddy?" Ryou asked.
"yes"
"Pff I don't like god!! I want my mommy! He can't have her!" Bakura growled and kicked the back of the passenger seat.
"I'm sorry Bakura it can't be helped and calm down we are almost there"
The car ride was almost over..
~*~More To Come ~*~
AN: Got this idea while sitting down looking at the floor. my carpet is dirty! ANY way.. this is a AU fic! It's where Ryou and Bakura are twins ^- ^' I really hope you lot will like it! I'm planning on many the chaps long- ish and many lol ^-^ as u know I no own YGO! Plz RnR also I forgot what Ryou's parents where called -' so.. I'll call them Hitome ok? Good! ^-^ gord knows if this plot has been done! Sorry to those who have done it ^-^
Silver Fire
Chapter1: Silver fire
At the hospital two parents celebrated not one blessing but two! After years of trying the middle aged wife and husband finally got what their hearts had longed to have for so very long, children. Mrs. Hitome smiled weakly as she held one of the twins in her arms. The small boy blinked at the strange world around him.
Mr. Hitome grinned as he held the other boy chuckling, as the small child seemed to be scowling while looking around the room not being able to see very much. The mother sighed and leaned back as her husband put the older twin into the crib and took the younger one from her arms.
"What should we name them?" He asked looking over at his tried wife.
"I'm not sure" She said honestly she was too tried to think.
"We should choose later when you have rested" Mr. Hitome kissed his wife's forehead and sat beside her.
She sighed and sat up looking at the man she loved before standing up and walking over to see her sons. Her husband glanced at her with a worried look plastered on his face as she stumbled a little. She looked at the two new borns and smiled.
"You should be resting" he warned.
"I'm ok I just want to see our little angels"
She watched the two pull at each others short snowy white hair as their curious brown eyes looked around trying to see the world they had been cast into. She held the younger ones small hand as he seemed to wave at her with a small smile.
"I now know what I shall name this one" She said softly.
"What is that dear?" The father asked walking over to his family.
"Ryou"
"You know what? That suits him" The man nodded at his wife's choice.
They both looked at the unnamed child who was still scowling and what looked like trying to kick the other baby.
"Well I know which ones the evil twin" Mr. Hitome laughed.
"Angel and demon" His wife mused out loud.
"I have a name for him.. Bakura Yami, Yami means darkness" He explained.
"He'll love you for that when he grows up" "It wont matter, they'll hate whatever name with give them when their teenagers"
Mrs. Hitome smiled and closed her eyes thinking of the future when she felt drained and all of a sudden she felt she was too much to carry. It seemed like a great weight had been placed on her as she felt her legs go and heard her husband gasp her name as she fell into the dark...
4 years later
"Bakura!! How many times I have told you NOT to draw on the walls? That's what papers for!" Mr. Hitome sighed and looked at the wall.
Bakura was a budding artist so to speck. He stood still with a marker pen in his right hand as his father looked over the wall. It had images of eyes on and a round object with spiky points it almost looked like a ring with a triangle in it he mused but that was silly it was only a toddles drawing after all.
"Daddy like?" Bakura asked with a big grin on his face.
"Daddy would like it very much if it wasn't on the walls"
Bakura pouted and chucked the marker pen at his fathers feet and crossed his arms over his chest. Bakura had never seemed to grow out of his 'terrible twos' period and he just dreaded when his little demon would grow up to be a teenager. Images of heavy metal bands and loud guitar noises seemed to ring in his ears.
"Daddy?" Came a timid voice.
"Yes Ryou?" he answered and saw the shyer of the two step into the room dragging a stuffed rabbit behind him.
"Are you going to work?"
"Am afraid so"
Mr. Hitome was an archaeologist and was nearly away all the time. He was thankful he didn't have to leave the country very often, only once a year or something. But his job was getting more demanding every year.
Ryou pouted and hugged his rabbit close to his chest. Ryou was the younger of the two and by far the best behaved. He had spiky white hair that came to his shoulders and had clear innocent eyes that seemed so pure and truthful. Bakura was older and just a tad taller and unlike his brothers innocent eyes his were full of mischief. His hair was a bit different it was spikier and two parts of his hair looked like devils horns.
"But daddy!! I don't want to stay with Mr. Moto! He smells funny!" Bakura wrinkled his nose.
"That's because he's old and it's only for the weekend ok?"
"Bakura always pulls my hair and tells Yami I wet the bed!" Ryou sniffled and looked away from his glaring twin.
"You lie!" Bakura hissed.
"No I don't!" Ryou called back meekly and hid behind his rabbit.
"Boys you should be nice to each other! Other then me your all each other has" He said sadly.
The two looked at each other and then the floor with pained expressions. Whenever the two fought their father would get upset and they didn't want that.
"Ok that's better, have you two packed ready to go?"
"Yep!" Ryou beamed.
Bakura put his marker in his trouser pocket and grinned evilly while nodding. He remembered the last time he had gone to vist the Moto twins Yugi and Yami, he had drawn all over Yugi and Yami had tied Ryou to a chair leg.
The car ride had gone rather well the man mused to himself. Normally it would have been loud since Bakura would often point out all the 'silly people' outside who were in fact just stranded motorists. After ten minutes into the journey Bakura has fallen asleep while Ryou looked at his favourite picture book. All was going fine till..
"Why can't we have a mommy? Where did ours go?" Ryou asked sweetly.
His father winced. He had been waiting till the twins where older before he tried to explain this to them, they didn't go to school yet and would never until they where older, he had decided to have them tutored. And the only other kids they knew where Yugi and Yami who didn't have a mother or a father.
"Your mommy's an angel sweetie" He said.
"An angel?" Ryou asked looking out the window at the rainy world outside.
"Yes, she's not with us but she looks after you and your brother"
"How?"
He sighed..
"Mommy's an angel that watches over you from heaven"
Ryou was a smart child and he soon put two and two together.
"Oh she's with god now?"
"Yes" He tried to fight back the tears, his children had never seen him cry and he was hoping they never would.
"Mommy's an angel with black wings" Came a sleepy voice, Bakura had woken up and caught the conversation.
"Angels don't have black wings silly" Ryou protested.
"Who says?" Bakura scowled.
"I bet mommy is da prettiest angel in heaven" Ryou smiled at the thought of how wonderful his mother must be to be an angel.
"Is that why we have an angel on our tree at Christmas daddy?" Ryou asked.
"yes"
"Pff I don't like god!! I want my mommy! He can't have her!" Bakura growled and kicked the back of the passenger seat.
"I'm sorry Bakura it can't be helped and calm down we are almost there"
The car ride was almost over..
~*~More To Come ~*~