Disclaimer: I don't own Bakura or Ryou or anything related to Yu-Gi-Oh!
Notes: Het (O.o?!) romancey-ish. Angsty. Character death(s), Original Character, two-shot. Just an idea that hit me this morning. Really only applicable in the Yu-Gi-Oh! World anyway.
I sighed, looking up at the ceiling as my lover left the room, his white hair glinting in the early morning sun. I hated when he had to go to work so early, but just this once I could be grateful for it. Just this once.
'He'll never know…'A familiar, deep voice said in my mind, in my thoughts. No, he wasn't speaking to me, as much as I wish he was. Then I'd have someone to talk to about all this. But, no, he was gone, with my lover, through that door and on the way to Burger World. Why he had to be at a burger joint for work at eight in the morning when they don't serve breakfast is something I'll never understand…
Anyways, back to the topic at hand…
I've done some stupid things in my life, sad to say. However, last night takes the cake, even for me.
"How 'bout we have a little fun, eh girlie?" Dark brown eyes glinted in the darkness, looking down at my t-shirt clad body.
"But, Bakura, won't that wake him up?" I asked practically, afraid of the dark being before me.
"Not if I do this," he began muttering in an ancient tongue, most likely Egyptian from what Ryou and Yugi had told me, and a dark glow appeared around their shared body. "Besides, he'll do what I tell him. He's only got you because I allow it."
I somehow doubted that, but remained silent as he moved across the bed towards me.
Why did I agree to that? I'm already in a committed relationship to the one I love, why would I go and do that?!
'You have feelings for him too,' my own mind whispered at me before I was plunged back into last night.
I cried out as he bit my neck even harder before he lay me on the bed and took me then and there. Rough, passionate, eyes glinting in the dark…
I gave as good as I got (or so I thought/hoped), and minutes later, we were laying on the bed, totally spent, content in each other's company.
Is it cheating when it's the same body? Is it cheating when they both literally are a part of each other? Is it?
"Hm. It's really my fault, isn't it." It wasn't a question.
"What is, Bakura?"
"All the shit he had to go through in school, because of me. I was the one who did wrong, not him, yet he took the blame. Cheerfully, I'd say. If he hadn't been so gods be damned shy, he'd have had some friends. But he was scared."
"Of what?"
"Rejection. His own family rejected him, so what made him think that complete and total strangers would accept him. You saw how his father treated him at Christmas."
I hung my head and began busying myself with the sheets, feeling very aware of his eyes on my unclothed body. "I did. Did he have no kindness in his life whatsoever?"
"Until that brat Yugi came along, yeah. But it still wasn't enough. Then his dad made him move again senior year."
"Then I came along…" I said softly, looking out the window, feeling guilt. Not for what I had done, but what I had not done. "You didn't want me around, did you Bakura?"
"Not really, no. I thought for sure he'd find a way to get rid of the Millennium Ring once and for all. I mean, it's not like he needed me anymore." He sighed, and again I was struck at how odd it was to see Bakura in control of Ryou's body. From what I'd heard, when they were younger, their body changed whenever Bakura took over. Now, though, the only noticeable difference was their eyes and voice. Bakura's voice was much deeper than Ryou's, and their eyes…there was something in Bakura's eyes I'd never be able to name, like a loss of innocence, that never went away.
"That's not true, Bakura." I hesitated, nearly giving the former tomb robber a hug, but decided against it. Kinda pointless, huh, after what we'd just done, but my feelings were the same. "He needs you now more than ever!"
Bakura scoffed. "Yeah, right. Go to sleep, girlie." Shaking my head, I lay down, facing him, and he let out a deep breath. 'Besides, if we're not careful, he'll wake up…now go to sleep.'
"Alright, alright. I get ya, Bakura. Night."
Ryou stirred in his sleep, scratching his head, before opening his eyes and looking down at where I lay on his arm. "Hey, Amy," he looked over at the clock and groaned. "Ugh. Two in the morning. I need more sleep."
I smiled up at him. "Well, get back to sleep. We can't all stay up all night like me."
He raised an eyebrow at me. "What do you mean by that? Have you been up this whole time?"
I nodded. "But that's alright, don't worry about it, love. Get some sleep. Work's gonna be all too soon."
"Alright, love you."
"Love you, too…"
I really, truly, do love him. I meant that entirely. But... What about Bakura? In that weird, messed up night, I grew to like him. I don't love him, no, at least not in the way I love Ryou, or my brother, but something happened that night.
'I wonder if that'll ever happen again? No, no, that'd be too much like having an affair for my liking…but he doesn't have his own body, so who else is he supposed to turn to?' I shook my head and looked over at the clock. It read 9:08…lovely. Well, time for more sleep.
Just a quick question, for anyone who reads this. Would you define that as cheating if you were in Amy's (the OC's) shoes?
