Authors Note: This is going to be rated R soon. So far it's PG-13 because
of sexual speakings. Heh heh.
Malik: great, just what we need...a R rated movie...
Struggle: Oh shut up! Its my story!
Malik: Fine, fine...
Struggle: Besides, you're going to LOVE it...
Malik: . . .
Struggle: ^______________^
~Dance Till the Leaves Fall~ Chap.1 "Locked Forever"
It was summer. Hot and humid. He wasn't playing outside like he usually does, no, he was inside. Inside doing the things he's been doing ever since school was out. His father began to worry. It wasn't like him to be so...locked. Locked away, far away.
His father would knock on the door, walk in quietly with a face of concern, then walk out.Sure, this was begining to be a routine, but, he certainly didn't like his son being so distant.
The only time the boy ever came out was when he was wearing a longed sleeved shirt and pants. Why such heavy clothes in the summer? For things he never wanted to show. For things he had to hide.
There was a knock at the boys door. "Bakura? Son, are you alright in there?" Bakura walked to the door and opened it enough to look into his dad's eyes. "Yeah, fine." "You sure?" "Fine dad." "Who's in there with you?" "No one, it's just my tv." "Alright, dinner will be ready soon and I want you down here to eat." His dad winked and shut the door quietly, then ran downstairs.
Bakura was a fraid to look behind his shoulder. For there would be the one he's been hiding from, the one for why he wears such heavy clothes and why he's so distant. "Bakura, get over here!" The form behind him demanded. "Ok..." "Who was that?!" "My dad." "Why does he always bother us?" "He cares." "Haha!" Bakura turned around and crawled into bed. "Malik, I'm tierd. Lets do what you wanted to do tommorow, please." Malik's face stiffened then softened. "Sure, ok." Malik grinned. Malik crawled into bed with Bakura and wrapped his arms around him protectively. "Night." Malik kissed his forehead. "Good night." Bakura whispered.
That night Bakura thought. Thought about Malik, thought about his dad and his freiends, even thinking about his yami. What would happen if he would bring his yami out? Would he protect him from any harm Malik would do to him? Heh, no, Yami Bakura is a friend of Malik's...or so he thought. His thougtful mind kept going till he grew tierd and slipped off to sleep in Malik's arms.
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Authors Note:Ok, that sucked and it was short! Flames and comments are welcome!!!! The next chapter will be..."Your Garden" IF I get enough reveiws I will write this next chapter...thank you! *hugs*
Malik: great, just what we need...a R rated movie...
Struggle: Oh shut up! Its my story!
Malik: Fine, fine...
Struggle: Besides, you're going to LOVE it...
Malik: . . .
Struggle: ^______________^
~Dance Till the Leaves Fall~ Chap.1 "Locked Forever"
It was summer. Hot and humid. He wasn't playing outside like he usually does, no, he was inside. Inside doing the things he's been doing ever since school was out. His father began to worry. It wasn't like him to be so...locked. Locked away, far away.
His father would knock on the door, walk in quietly with a face of concern, then walk out.Sure, this was begining to be a routine, but, he certainly didn't like his son being so distant.
The only time the boy ever came out was when he was wearing a longed sleeved shirt and pants. Why such heavy clothes in the summer? For things he never wanted to show. For things he had to hide.
There was a knock at the boys door. "Bakura? Son, are you alright in there?" Bakura walked to the door and opened it enough to look into his dad's eyes. "Yeah, fine." "You sure?" "Fine dad." "Who's in there with you?" "No one, it's just my tv." "Alright, dinner will be ready soon and I want you down here to eat." His dad winked and shut the door quietly, then ran downstairs.
Bakura was a fraid to look behind his shoulder. For there would be the one he's been hiding from, the one for why he wears such heavy clothes and why he's so distant. "Bakura, get over here!" The form behind him demanded. "Ok..." "Who was that?!" "My dad." "Why does he always bother us?" "He cares." "Haha!" Bakura turned around and crawled into bed. "Malik, I'm tierd. Lets do what you wanted to do tommorow, please." Malik's face stiffened then softened. "Sure, ok." Malik grinned. Malik crawled into bed with Bakura and wrapped his arms around him protectively. "Night." Malik kissed his forehead. "Good night." Bakura whispered.
That night Bakura thought. Thought about Malik, thought about his dad and his freiends, even thinking about his yami. What would happen if he would bring his yami out? Would he protect him from any harm Malik would do to him? Heh, no, Yami Bakura is a friend of Malik's...or so he thought. His thougtful mind kept going till he grew tierd and slipped off to sleep in Malik's arms.
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Authors Note:Ok, that sucked and it was short! Flames and comments are welcome!!!! The next chapter will be..."Your Garden" IF I get enough reveiws I will write this next chapter...thank you! *hugs*