It was quiet. Agonizingly quiet.
It was also dark. Not even the light from under the door helped.
And even if it did, it was not like Ryou had any chance of escaping, anyways. He had tried many times to free himself from the chains bound against his wrists. There was only one time he was successful, and he didn't even make it outside of the room before Bakura caught him. Ryou hadn't tried since then. The punishment he received before was not even worth it.
I wonder if he'll ever let me leave…Ryou thought absently, staring at the darkness in front of him. He didn't even know how long he'd been in this room. Months, maybe. Ryou had expected Yuugi to come and save him, like before. No one came.
I wonder if they even know I'm gone…Ryou mused once more, shifting his position to try and get comfortable on the cold, damp floor. He tried to concentrate on the noises beyond the room, trying to hear if Bakura was there. Quiet footsteps were making their way up the stairs. Ryou's heart sank. I should've known by now, he's always here. He's always around. Ryou felt tears start to sting his eyes. He only wished this pain would stop…
The door quietly creaked open, and Ryou turned his head away from the bright and blinding light. He could sense his other half there, standing still and quiet, as though waiting for some acknowledgement from the smaller boy.
"And how is my darling Ryou this morning?" Bakura asked, smirking.
Morning? It's morning already? I could've sworn…Ryou completely ignored the spirit in favor of musing to himself. Bakura scowled. Bending down, he roughly grabbed Ryou by a few strands of his dirty hair and yanked his head up. Ryou yelped, tears escaping from his eyes.
"I asked you a question, Ryou," Bakura growled into his ear, still tugging on his hair.
"Let me go," Ryou whispered, daring to look his captor in his mahogany eyes.
"And why would I do that? You know I just love spending time with you, Ryou," Bakura drawled, staring right back into his dull brown eyes.
"You have everything you want. You were even able to get the Ring away from me. I have nothing left to give you, Bakura!" Ryou shouted, tears cascading down his cheeks.
"So what, you want me to just leave you to die here? You know I can't let you go, Ryou," Bakura snarled, letting the younger teen's head fall back down to the floor.
"I want you to love me like you used to," Ryou said quietly, tears still falling from his eyes.
"I never loved you, Ryou. I only needed you long enough to get the Ring away from you. You're nothing but a waste to me now." Bakura shook his head at the teen's renewed sobs, and started to make his way out of the room.
"No! Bakura please, please don't leave me here!" Ryou screamed, choking and coughing, trying desperately to make a grab for the spirit.
"Goodbye, Ryou," Bakura said quietly, voice barely above a whisper.
Ryou's cries were immediately quieted when the door shut. Bakura's hand lingered on the doorknob for just a split second, before falling limply to his side. He then made his way back down the stairs.
Ryou let one more scream on sorrow and agony tear through his throat before he quieted down and wept silently in his dirty hands.
I wonder if he ever knew how much I loved him…
Pretty sad, yah. I'm trying to work up the courage to write a smutty fic. xD
