Title: Broken Wings
Author: Cheysuli
Rating: R (to be safe)
Pairing/Bakura
Summary: There is more to life than Shadows. Sometimes, though, Shadows are all we can see. Shounen-ai. /Bakura.
Warning: Shounen-ai (male/male)
Disclaimer: The characters of Yu-Gi-Oh belong to their creator (not me); any mythology mentioned belongs to Egypt which belongs to the Egyptian Gods.
Chapter: Prologue/teaser
A/N: Unbetaed and first real Yu-Gi-Oh fic (not counting 'Real' since that was too short). WIP.
:telepathy:
.:yami to hikari/hikari to yami:.
"speech"
'thoughts'
A faint, soothing sound echoed quietly in the dark house; a lullaby, whispered in an obscure Egyptian dialect, meant to calm frightened children when the nightmares became too real and dawn was a lifetime away. It seemed to float through the air, enticing sleeping souls to wake and follow it to it's source, although only the purest souls could ever find it.
And a pure soul did find it this night, within that dark house. Ryou stood silently in the doorway to his yami's room, staring in awe at the sight before him.
A strange man with tan skin and dark hair, wearing a pale and nearly transparent robe, sat curled on the bed, holding a sleeping Bakura. He gave no sign that he had seen anyone enter the room, but Ryou knew somehow that he was aware of his presence. The man just sat there, gently soothing Bakura with his song as he calmly ran a hand through the spirit's white hair.
They stayed that way for hours, the man singing quietly and Ryou silently watching, until a faint glow from the window signaled the coming dawn. The man frowned slightly, glancing towards the window as he held Bakura protectively, as if afraid to let go. Bakura moaned quietly, wincing as he came closer to waking, and the man quickly returned his attention to the sleeping boy.
Ryou continued to stare at them, oblivious to the pain in his legs from standing in one position for so long. He smiled at the care the stranger showed Bakura and watched as the man gently lowered Bakura to the pillow, obviously getting ready to leave. "Can you help him?" Ryou blinked, shocked that he had disturbed the peace that had settled in the room. He glanced quickly towards the man and was relieved to see no anger for his words.
:No.:
Ryou blinked again at the words that whispered in his mind, his eyes never leaving the stranger as the man continued to sing softly, stroking Bakura's hair.
"Why?" Ryou whispered, stepping closer to the bed as the man seemed to slowly fade away.
:I can't.:
Ryou was now at the foot of the bed, sliding his hand along the sheet as he neared the two. "Please."
:I'm sorry.:
And the man was gone.
TBC…