Hey Im bebop the idol, this is my fiction "Does Heaven smile?". This is AU and I have yet to decided a pairing. Oh and this is M but I have no warnings for this chapter. So enjoy and no flamers, they'll be sent to the shadow realm
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh or anything really, except a computer and my brain.
If you would of ever meet him Im sure you would of never believed it. He was an angel, from both his looks and personality. Such a soft boy who would never hurt a fly and he never did no that was all up to me to do.
Ryou Bakura was always a bit unusual, his social skills were poor at best and he would rarely speak, and when he did it would be quite and often less than a few words. He didn't like contact at all and sometime would scream if he felt threatened by a touch. Many people suspect autism.
There he sat in the paradise of white that spread through the room, like he was sitting in cloud. Ryou sat in the corner of the room, in a darkened corner. Like most of his life he'd never been in the light...no matter how much he hated the dark, It would sallow him whole if he wasn't careful in it.
It wasn't his fault it happened but no one ever listened, they naturally assume it was Ryou, but Ryou could tell them what had happened really, fear got to him and silenced his pleas for help. He had been here for a week now and he wanted to go home, back to his mothers embrace and his dads kind words, his sisters smile. He wanted the comfort of his family but they were gone. And it was all his fault
He had been weak. Ryou's body shivered in the small room, the hospital pajamas hanging loosely off his body, they were weak material with little warmth. The covers on the bed weren't any better they were thin, not like his big warm sheets at home. But they were stain now, with the sins of that demon that came from him. It was inside his body and now it was out, it would come to get him eventually.
Ryou stared blankly at the walls. He been to a place like this before, after his parents thought he'd had a breakdown. it wasn't me it was the demon. why me? He though as he buried his head in his knees. He still remembered when he first meet "Bakura" after all how could he forget. He knew this demon had been there whispering cruel little things in his ears but he guessed it decided they should be introduced.
flash back
Ryou had to go to his sisters party, it wasn't that he hated his sister, but her friends. They were nasty and his sister, Amane, never noticed. They would call him 'retard' and 'mute' which were all true, he was smart he just struggled sometime with speech and his nerves got to him, so he physically could speak to strangers.
He stood in front of the mirror looking at himself, he had a pair of black trouser on and and no shirt as of yet as he tried to decided what to wear. He was scratching at his hands, they had turned red by now and the skin was being to break and get very raw. But he could not help it, it was a nervous habit and nothing made him more nervous then other people.
Looking in his mirror his eyes went distant as he dazed off, the image of himself blurring before him, his mind wondering off.
"What are you staring at look alive" A voice called to him and Ryou furrowed his brow in confusion and looked at the mirror again. It didn't seem like him at all, it was taller and with wilder hair. Maybe it was his eyesight playing tricks. He stretched his arm out to see if the image would copy but it didn't. Ryou's eyes widen in fear as he jumped back, trying to run but his legs felt held down.
"Took you long enough to realize no wonder people pick on you, your not to bright are you?" The mirror image taunted and reached its arm and to Ryou's horror it went right through it and came sticking out without the glass breaking. Ryou was now trembling with fear as his legs slowly moved he began to go back unfortunately backing himself into a wall.
The image pulled himself through and stood straight up, he looked like an older version of Ryou, but more jagged. Ryou's eyes stared at him widen and fearful. The image sighed and shook his head as he watched the boy.
"Hello yadonushi" He greeted in a British accent, it wasn't like Ryou's though it lacked the softness and innocence. "Why so scared?" He asked giving Ryou a vulpine grin which made Ryou look like a rabbit cornered by a wolf.
Ryou didn't answer however he never did, He ran quickly trying to get past the thing before him. The dark image grabbed him by the shoulder to stop him from leaving and that sent sparks through Ryou's body, fear attacking him as he scream struggling to get free, he bit into the images arm conjuring a hiss of pain from the dark being before him, who literally threw him across the room. No one was around to help Ryou, they were all out preparing the party.
The dark image snarled and walked forward to the trembling boy he crouched down and put his mouth next to his ear and began to talk in a quite voice
"You know who I am, I talk to you everyday and you ignore me, I can make it all stop, if you let me in control sometime" He suggested putting his hand on the boys bare shoulder "It wouldn't hurt anyone" He said and slowly he began dragging his nails along the lower part of Ryou's left arm causing him to whimper and close his eyes.
Ryou blinked tears forming in his eyes, he hated the touch, that feeling of skin near him, It felt dirty touching each other, spreading germs and diseases. Ryou flinched and shook his head not quite understand what the thing was saying to him, he could help but doubt the thing existence.
The being removed its hand from the boys shoulder and placed it on the boys face, he slowly began to drag the nails down the boys cheek, leaving blood trailing down his face. Ryou screamed and writhed, this wasn't his mind. Could it?
The being seemed to be getting some sort of high from this as he seemed to be very happy, eyes glinting with madness. The being continued to rack his nails over the trembling boys body, who whimpered, tears now spilled out of his eyes as he scream in pure agony
"Like I said you know what I want let me have it, when I speak you listen, you acknowledge me and let me break through to the surface. Or I could keep doing this, no one would believe you if you told them what happened they say you did it to yourself." He explained and Ryou knew it was true. "I don't have to be the bad guy" He explained but seemed rather pleased to be it.
Ryou blinked through the tear and eventually for the first time in about a month he spoke "Stop please I will..." He said so quite the being almost didn't hear it his voice was soft and light. He pulled his nails away and watched the boy whimpered curling into a ball in fear and pain.
"You can call me Bakura" The being called to Ryou "I am inside you from now on and there no getting rid of me" He explained with a firm strict tone. Before looking at the pathetic sight before him. He sighed and pulled the cover of the bed and threw it over the shivering boy. The door downstairs open and noise of people could be heard. Ryou looked at the man by the name of Bakura.
Bakura put his finger to his lips and let out a hushing noise before walking toward the mirror and disappearing into it leaving poor Ryou on the floor, blood staining his cream carpet as he heard his mom come to his room. She looked at her son in confusion but saw the mark on his face
"Oh my God. Ryou what happened?" she asked and started to yell for her husband to come up as Ryou looked up he glanced at the mirror and saw nothing but his own bloody pathetic body.
Ryou whimpered at the though of it. He looked at his arms and saw the scars, the ones on his face and shoulder had healed but these permanent reminders had stuck with him. He always wondered it Bakura was being nice or not but he'd never know. He had left him like everyone else.
His mom thought he had broken down or something she made him talk to some strange man but he never replied. He found it so hard to talk to anyone, his words would die in his throat and he would stay quite until they were done. his fear of Bakura's return had driven him to stay quite and never speak about the incident to the doctors here.
He'd started blacking out since then, but that was just Bakura taking control he knew it was but there was nothing he could do.
He never quite understood what had happened that lead him here, it had been two week now and it still replayed in his mind. But it never made sense. Why? Why did he do it? Did he need them dead? He wondered and lay himself down, curled in a ball he stared at the bare wall across from him.
Flashback
Ryou was sitting upstairs doing his homework. He always did his work on time, he struggled with it but he was waiting for his sister to come and help him out. He tapped the pencil on the table to the rhythm of the clock as he waited.
"Ah my aren't you a good little boy" The voice whispered to him, mocking him. Ryou shook his head and tried to block it out the best he could
"Oh come on this is our last night together as host and spirit. I should be aloud some fun. Well more then Im going to have" The voice spoke with a haunting tone followed by a dark laugh which shook Ryou to the core. What did he mean last night?
Before Ryou could think anymore his older sister came in, a bright smile on her face as she walked up to her brother and pulled up a seat next to her little brother and grabbed his text book.
"Come on then I'll teach you how to do algebra. Don't feel bad its pretty tricky" She assure him and began to set up a sum in the book for Ryou. "Aww poor Ryou...I'd say your goodbye" He said leaving Ryou confused and slightly scared. His sister noticed this by his expression and gave him a concerned look.
"Hey Ryou, you ok?" She asked him, Ryou looked up and nodded quickly before looking at the sum and blocking Bakura out of his mind.
As his sister talked him through the sums, he felt a sharp pain build up in his face and he instantly knew what was happening and he jumped up, wanting his sister away.
"Ryou?" She asked him as he charged at her trying to push his out the room with pleading eyes. She grabbed her brother shoulders "Whats with you?" She asked in a soft tone, but it didn't calm Ryou and he opened his mouth.
"Leave now please" He begged quietly and he felt his body slip away his mind go cloudy and he opened his eyes to see the room before him. His sister there...and his own body. usually he just passed out but now he was here. It had to be Bakura.
"Ryou are you ok?" She asked him oblivious to what was going on.
"Just fine, infact I feel great" He said confidently and with a wide smirk. this unsettled Amane as she gave Ryou an odd look at his new found confidence. Bakura reached his hand out and placed it under her chin. A dark smile formed on his face.
"Your so pretty to bad no one will ever get a chance to discover your true beauty. I want my own body like you" He said and grabbed her hair roughly causing her to scream out
"Mom Dad help there something wrong with Ryou" She yelled causing her parents to come at alert but it was to late, he placed both hands firmly on both sides of her head and pulled it across and the house echoed with a sickening crack as Amane's lifeless form fell to the floor.
Ryou stood there unable to help, his eyes wide in shock as it felt like his heart had been riped out. Bakura began to speak in a foreign language, Egyptian, word he could not understand. He walked out the room as if his sister death was nothing and went into his parents room. His mom came running upstairs and when her eyes fellow upon her child corpse she scream and yelled for he husband. Bakura stood at the door frame admiring his work.
Ryou's father came running up and pushed Bakura to the side as he looked on in disgust then wrapped his arms round his grieving wife.
"Ryou what did you do?" He asked in disbelief and sorrow, Ryou screamed and trashed around unnoticed, it wasn't him, it wasn't, why was he doing all this?
Bakura was twirling something in his hands, a letter opener and he began to talk in that language again as he thrusted the knife into Ryou's dad's back who scream and tried to reach for it, his wife jumping back in horror as her 'son' rammed ot further into the mans back. this time Bakura ran his hands in the crimson pool that had formed under his father and lathered it on his hands.
"Ryou, don't be so sad, your free" He laughed looking directly at the boy, who was now sobbing, Ryou reached out to comfort his mom but his hands went right through her. He tired again and again. Bakura pulled the knife out of the man and threw it toward the womans heart. the minute the blood poured from her wound, Ryou's grip became solid on her as he returned to the realm of the living. But Bakura never left.
Ryou held his mom sobbing into her. Bakura grabbed him by the shirt and threw him across the table. Ryou sprawled on the floor around all his stuff, he put his hand on something soft. His teddy. A gift from his now dead mom, the last shred of his sanity. He grasped it and cried into it as Bakura watched him, Ryou waited for death, but it never came.
Bakura examined his body and wiped his father and mothers blood on to his shirt before smiling at the boy and turning away. He began to walk away and turned back giving Ryou on last smile
"I really owe you kid, that pharaoh won't know what hit him" Bakura laughed darkly leaving the boy alone with the remains of his family. Ryou slid under the bed and backed against the wall staring into his sisters dead eyes, neck twisted in a wring position as he gripped the little bear teddy.
The police were called later that night and it was assumed that Ryou had done it and thats how he end up in this place. The white room. Ryou whimpered across the room sat the bear, the only thing he was aloud to keep. Ryou had taken to hiding under bed and corners. He hated being around people, and they were all over this place. And worst was yet to come. He'd have to leave his room sometime.
So what did you guys think. Please Review cause I need to find out if it any good or whether I should continue. Oh and if you want to recommend a shipping I'll consider it. Im thinking Yami or Marik. Anyway see you next time. Bye
