Never Meant to be This Way
This is based off of SilentSniper's BakuraxRyou and AtemxYugi fic… which was inspired by Broken Doll by shortyredd17
Pairings BakuraxAtem… AtemxYugi… BakuraxRyou
Warning Mature for a reason… Dark, Yaoi, Love… SHAPE, perversion of things natural
Let the darkness be unleashed…
Ancient Egypt
Atem
Just outside my walls I find him. My Bakura, he waits in the shadow of the palace for me while I fight to get away. He is mine. My exotic little Bakura…
He is so Exotic…
His hair and skin so white. It is like the snow they speak of in lands far away. He is like cool water to this parched desert region. He is so different, so unique, like a breeze over the desert. So different than this land baked by the desert sun. He is my beautiful Bakura.
My beautiful Bakura…
His lips are so cool on my skin. His taste is sweeter than honey. Cool as the desert night and mysterious as the things within it. He is my calm, my cool water, in this wicked heat.
HE IS MINE…
No one but me can ever have him. I know they see him, they want him, but they can't have him. HE IS MINE. Only a fool would try and touch him, I would send the armies of the pharaoh after him. They make my blood boil, those who would take him, he is mine. If they would hurt him, I would have them cut to bits. If they were to touch them I would have them cast into the desert because he is mine and no other shall come near him. He makes me cruel with his beauty. So different from everyone; he drives me past the edge.
I can see it in their eyes…
They are jealous of my beautiful Bakura. They see his beautiful, silk soft skin, and his silky hair. They wish they could be him. They wish they could have them. NO. He is all mine. Even the gods are affected by his beauty. They created him and now they cannot believe what perfection they have wrought.
In the shadows…
Our love is in the shadows. It is whispered in dark corners. We steal seconds, minutes, of time for each other. When he is with me, in my arms, his lips against my heated skin, I do not care what could happen if I am caught. We are in the shadows… he is so alive here in the darkness. His eyes shine with dark and dangerous mysteries.
Where do you go my beautiful Bakura? When you are not in my arms… where do you sleep at night? Where is your home… My beautiful Bakura, who are you? How I wish i knew.
Bakura
I wait for him in the shadows beside that hated palace. I wait for Atem. He tells me he would stay forever if he could but he cannot. I wait in the shadows for him… this is my realm. He is so out of place. He is like a god in this place. The great pharaoh could never compare.
He comes here dressed in gold. He doesn't need it. He is more radiant than the desert sun. No other boy could walk by me dressed like the prince of Egypt. But Atem will never be just another boy. He is the warmth of the sands, the heat of the desert sun. He is golden as Ra himself and so much more beautiful. He is the essence of warm summer nights, rubies, and gold.
His lips are so warm on my skin. They capture mine like a wild fire. He is so pationate. I am a stranger in this land and he could be it's king. When I take over Egypt one day he will be beside me and I will give him all that he deserves. My perfect Atem.
He is mine.
I see the looks they give him. They want him. They want to feel the touch of his sun warmed skin. Yet he is mine. If any of them made a move in his direction I would cut them into pieces. I would make them scream and squirm and regret they ever thought of stealing my golden lover.
They are jealous. How could they not be. They are mortals and he is a god. He is a wild fire of passion, a statue of gold, carved by the gods. They have never created anything as perfect as him. They must have made him for themselves but he is mine. Not even the gods could claim him from me.
My beautiful Atem. I sink into the shadows as he slides off back to where he came from. I could follow him but I do not. Where does he go? Where is his home?
What place could house the light that erases the dark?
Atem
So often I awake at night with Bakura's name on my lips. The beautiful boy is driving me crazy. I sense a movement in the shadows and I raise to my feet. I do not care that I am barely dressed. Where are my guards I wonder, am I going to be killed? What will happen if I die, will Bakura ever know?
"All alone princeling?" a cold and yet familiar voice asks me. I turn to it.
"Bakura," his name is like honey on my lips. What is he doing here?
"This cannot be!" he said, his face twisting in horror.
"Bakura?" I asked I reached out for him but he moved away. I clenched my hand to my chest. I could feel tears in my eyes from his rejection. My little ghost was here, my albino lover. He was here and he was rejecting me. For so long I had dreamed of him here in my arms but he would not have it it seemed.
"I came here to kill you." He hissed.
"Then kill me Bakura. Kill me fast. It hurts less than your rejection." Suddenly he was on me. His long white hair tangling with mine as his lips crushed my own. I pulled him back to the bed behind me. His arms were so strong as the held me down. I almost winced as his hands brought bruising force to my arms. He locked our lips. He pushed his tongue inside my mouth and we fought for dominance. Soon he gave up and bit down on my lip I cried out and it brought a smile to his face. His hands were rough on my body and his lips were harsh against my skin before he would nip into my flesh lapping the blood gently from my skin. My blood ran fast and hot through my veins how was his skin so cool? He brought his hand down low and I writhed under his not so gentle touch.
His dark eyes danced with mysteries beyond fathoming and it brought a moan to my lips. There could be nothing more beautiful then him, torturing me. I wanted it. Nothing could be this good unless… I flexed all my strength into the push and shoved him over. I pinned him down the bed and he squirmed delightfully as I ground my hips into his. He yelped and it brought heat to my veins. He rose up and I pushed him hard back into the bed.
There was anger in me now. Anger at him. Anger at myself. Anger at the world for almost destroying what was most beautiful. I was furious. I wanted to hear him scream. I wanted him to call out for me, for me to stop. Bakura thought he could come and kill me. He thought he could break my heart and get away with it. How wrong he was.
He tried to squirm to get out, to get back on top. My hand moved before I could stop it, the back of my hand slammed into his face. He gasped, his eyes wide and watering.
"No more Bakura." I pinned his hips between my knees. I could feel him under me. His chest was bare. I pressed my lips to his cool but slowly heating skin. I let my teeth sink into his skin. He gasped as blood ran down his chest. He watched me eyes wide as slowly I licked it up. He shuddered at the feel of my mouth on his skin. I ground my hips into his and watched him writhe. My hips held his and my arms held his shoulders. I let my nails cut open lines in his perfect skin.
He was mine. This was only the beginning of what I was going to do to him.
Bakura
I could almost laugh at the ease with which I slipped into the palace, but I was the king of the thieves after all. It wasn't hard to find my way to the room where the royalty slept. The pharaoh wasn't in tonight so I decided to leave him a message. It wasn't hard to get into the princes room, shame. This was so easy. I paused. I could hear motion from the bed. Something disturbed the high and mighty son of the Pharaoh?
"Bakura." The voice groaned and my heart stopped. How did the PRINCE know my name? Why did the voice sound SO familiar.
"All Alone princeling?" I asked in my best snide tone. I was hearing things, thoughts of Atem were clouding my head.
"Bakura?" My heart stopped as the prince rose... I would know the perfect shape of that body if I was blind. His sent rose to my nose and I felt heat rise in me.
"This cannot be!" My beautiful lover, my god, my divine soul mate, could never be the spawn of such evil.
"Bakura?" he reached out to me and I flinched away. There was no way this could be him. Yet as each second passed I realized that there was no one on earth it could be but him.
"I came here to kill you." I said my voice unsteady. The pain on his face was breaking my heart. How often I had longed to see him like this. Barely dressed, his hair mussed from sleep, but his eyes burned with pain and the beginnings of anger.
"Then kill me Bakura. Kill me quickly, it hurts less than rejection." He said. He was so stoic. It was beautiful. Maybe he really was a god. I could not kill him. I let the blade fall from my hand. I moved before i could think. My lips crashed into his with none of the usual gentleness. I could feel our hair tangling together. I felt Atem and myself moving toward the bed. I pushed Atem down. I gripped Atem's arms arms hard, maybe to hard.
I felt like the world was crashing down; everything I had known I knew no longer. I loved Atem and Hated the Pharaoh and his heir. How could the two people ever be one? I could feel the heat of Atem's body under mine. He was always so warm. I could feel my skin heating up as our bare chests touched. I kissed him, sliding my tongue into his willing mouth. His full lips were warm and soft against mine. I couldn't help myself I bite his lip. I lifted my head for air and the coppery delicious taste of his blood came with me. It drove me insane. I let my teeth nipintohis heated skin. he tasted sweeter than i had ever begun to think.
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Athouress Note:
chapter 1 as long as people like it if no one likes it then i guess its a one shot