Oh my Gosh! I actually decided to put this story up! This is my first
yaoi story, so I hope you like it! If you don't like it, and want to flame
me, it's ok! For those who flame me, I would really appreciate it if you
answer me these two questions: 1. Why am I being flamed, and 2. How can I
fix this. Ok that's about it! Enjoy and on with the story!
Almost forgot the disclaimers and warnings: Don't own Yu-gi-oh! (Well, that's obvious) if I did, I'd be rich! And if you don't like yaoi too much, then you probably shouldn't read this story!
Setting: nighttime. 10:00. Rainy.
Running was the only thought in his mind. He didn't bother with the pain in his legs. He didn't even notice the headlights that were coming his way. "Hey kid! Get out the road!" The white haired boy just looked at him with sad brown eyes then went running on the sidewalk. Soon he was on the edge of town. Did he know where he was going? Of course he did. He was going as far from his house as he could.
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Setting: Five hours ago at Ryou's house. Just before it rained.
"I can't take it anymore, Bakura! I love you!" Shock was written on Bakura's face, as the shout registered in his brain.
"What?" His shocked look was replaced by his unreadable evil look.
"I said. . . I love you," Ryou cringed, expecting a slap, a punch, a anything, but it never came.
Bakura stepped closer and put a hand on his shoulder. Ryou tensed slightly. "you really meant that Ryou?" Ryou nodded slightly. A long moment passed, then Ryou was on the floor holding his face. "How dare you love me!" he yelled through his rage. Through the link, Ryou felt anger and what seemed like a twinge of . . . sorrow? "How. . . dare. . . you. . . love. . . me!" Bakura yelled between kicks. After 10 minutes of a brutal beating, Bakura grabbed him by the collar and threw him against the wall. As Ryou got up, Bakura seen the hurt in his blackish, blue eyes. Ryou wiped the blood from his lip, winced a little as he dusted himself off, and as he opened the door, he whispered, "Good bye, Bakura. I'm so sorry," then ran as a few sorrowful tears fell from his eyes.
"Wait Ryou! Ryou come back!" Bakura stood in the driveway shouting his name as it started to rain. "Can't you see I'm sorry too," he whispered.
O_o_O_o_O_o
Setting: nighttime. 10:30. Still Raining
That was all Ryou thought about as he came close to his destination. As he came to the door of a mansion, he thought, 'Good thing it's raining. It will cover the tears.' Then rang the doorbell.
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Setting: about the same time. Inside the mansion . . .
After hours of typing on the computer, Seto stretched and took a sip of his coffee. "Maybe its time to take a break. I've been in here for five hours." The doorbell rang. He ignored it. 'it's probably one of those retards with a dumb idea.'
"Big brother," Mokuba opened the door to the room. "Someone's at the door. Do you want me to get it?"
"We'll go down together."
"Yay! Thank you, I don't like going downstairs alone in the dark!"
'Who'd want to come at this time of night?' thought Seto as he went down the stairs. 'Well who ever it is better have a good reason for coming here.' Seto opened the door and gasped at what he saw. Standing there was Ryou soaking wet. His clothes were plastered on his body and his hair was plastered to his face so he couldn't see his eyes.
"My god, Ryou! Let's get you inside." Seto lifted Ryou gently. He carried Ryou like a man would carry a wife to his room. He would of carried him to a spare room, but he seen the bruises speckled all over Ryou. Mokuba opened the door and Seto stepped in and placed Ryou on the bed.
He whispered something to Mokuba and as Seto walked away, he heard a whisper. He could barley hear it, almost like he imagined it. "Please, don't leave me."
"I'm just going to get a doctor to take a look at you."
"Please, no doctors. I don't want to get anyone in trouble," he still whispered but it was stronger when Seto mentioned 'doctor'.
"Don't worry, Ryou," Seto walked over and swept some wet hair from his face. Ryou tensed slightly, but relaxed when Seto's hand rested on his forehead. "I get my personal doctor. She doesn't tell anything."
"Thanks," he whispered, "But don't leave me."
"Big brother, I got what you wanted." Mokuba came in with a tray that had iced tea, 3 cups, and some ham and cheese sandwiches. "We only have ham and cheese. Hope you don't mind."
"I don't. Mokuba," Mokuba was pouring iced tea and eating a sandwich. "I'm going to stay wit Ryou for a while. Could you call my doctor?"
"Sure, Seto," He swallowed the rest of his sandwich, took another one, grabbed his iced tea and trotted out the room.
Seto walked to a chair, pulled it out, and sat in it wrapped in his own thoughts. 'Why am I acting like this? You're only supposed to act like this for Mokuba. Why am I caring for him? I thought he practically hated me.' A soft, deep breath came from Seto's bed. Seto got up, and looked at the sleeping for of Ryou. 'Nice hair. . . hey! Where did that come from! Next thing you know you'll be thinking about him all the time.' Seto covered Ryou up. "Sweet Dreams, Ryou," he whispered and crept slowly out the room, to the computer room.
So, what did you think! If any people are off character, I'm sorry! Oh yeah if anyone can think of a title, please let me know. And if you liked this one maybe you would like the other story that I'm coming out with! It's not sad or anything as this one but it's nice. It's called 'What is this 'Birds and the Bees?' I only have it on paper so it will take a while. Well that's about it, see ya!
Almost forgot the disclaimers and warnings: Don't own Yu-gi-oh! (Well, that's obvious) if I did, I'd be rich! And if you don't like yaoi too much, then you probably shouldn't read this story!
Setting: nighttime. 10:00. Rainy.
Running was the only thought in his mind. He didn't bother with the pain in his legs. He didn't even notice the headlights that were coming his way. "Hey kid! Get out the road!" The white haired boy just looked at him with sad brown eyes then went running on the sidewalk. Soon he was on the edge of town. Did he know where he was going? Of course he did. He was going as far from his house as he could.
^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^
Setting: Five hours ago at Ryou's house. Just before it rained.
"I can't take it anymore, Bakura! I love you!" Shock was written on Bakura's face, as the shout registered in his brain.
"What?" His shocked look was replaced by his unreadable evil look.
"I said. . . I love you," Ryou cringed, expecting a slap, a punch, a anything, but it never came.
Bakura stepped closer and put a hand on his shoulder. Ryou tensed slightly. "you really meant that Ryou?" Ryou nodded slightly. A long moment passed, then Ryou was on the floor holding his face. "How dare you love me!" he yelled through his rage. Through the link, Ryou felt anger and what seemed like a twinge of . . . sorrow? "How. . . dare. . . you. . . love. . . me!" Bakura yelled between kicks. After 10 minutes of a brutal beating, Bakura grabbed him by the collar and threw him against the wall. As Ryou got up, Bakura seen the hurt in his blackish, blue eyes. Ryou wiped the blood from his lip, winced a little as he dusted himself off, and as he opened the door, he whispered, "Good bye, Bakura. I'm so sorry," then ran as a few sorrowful tears fell from his eyes.
"Wait Ryou! Ryou come back!" Bakura stood in the driveway shouting his name as it started to rain. "Can't you see I'm sorry too," he whispered.
O_o_O_o_O_o
Setting: nighttime. 10:30. Still Raining
That was all Ryou thought about as he came close to his destination. As he came to the door of a mansion, he thought, 'Good thing it's raining. It will cover the tears.' Then rang the doorbell.
-_-_-_-_-_-
Setting: about the same time. Inside the mansion . . .
After hours of typing on the computer, Seto stretched and took a sip of his coffee. "Maybe its time to take a break. I've been in here for five hours." The doorbell rang. He ignored it. 'it's probably one of those retards with a dumb idea.'
"Big brother," Mokuba opened the door to the room. "Someone's at the door. Do you want me to get it?"
"We'll go down together."
"Yay! Thank you, I don't like going downstairs alone in the dark!"
'Who'd want to come at this time of night?' thought Seto as he went down the stairs. 'Well who ever it is better have a good reason for coming here.' Seto opened the door and gasped at what he saw. Standing there was Ryou soaking wet. His clothes were plastered on his body and his hair was plastered to his face so he couldn't see his eyes.
"My god, Ryou! Let's get you inside." Seto lifted Ryou gently. He carried Ryou like a man would carry a wife to his room. He would of carried him to a spare room, but he seen the bruises speckled all over Ryou. Mokuba opened the door and Seto stepped in and placed Ryou on the bed.
He whispered something to Mokuba and as Seto walked away, he heard a whisper. He could barley hear it, almost like he imagined it. "Please, don't leave me."
"I'm just going to get a doctor to take a look at you."
"Please, no doctors. I don't want to get anyone in trouble," he still whispered but it was stronger when Seto mentioned 'doctor'.
"Don't worry, Ryou," Seto walked over and swept some wet hair from his face. Ryou tensed slightly, but relaxed when Seto's hand rested on his forehead. "I get my personal doctor. She doesn't tell anything."
"Thanks," he whispered, "But don't leave me."
"Big brother, I got what you wanted." Mokuba came in with a tray that had iced tea, 3 cups, and some ham and cheese sandwiches. "We only have ham and cheese. Hope you don't mind."
"I don't. Mokuba," Mokuba was pouring iced tea and eating a sandwich. "I'm going to stay wit Ryou for a while. Could you call my doctor?"
"Sure, Seto," He swallowed the rest of his sandwich, took another one, grabbed his iced tea and trotted out the room.
Seto walked to a chair, pulled it out, and sat in it wrapped in his own thoughts. 'Why am I acting like this? You're only supposed to act like this for Mokuba. Why am I caring for him? I thought he practically hated me.' A soft, deep breath came from Seto's bed. Seto got up, and looked at the sleeping for of Ryou. 'Nice hair. . . hey! Where did that come from! Next thing you know you'll be thinking about him all the time.' Seto covered Ryou up. "Sweet Dreams, Ryou," he whispered and crept slowly out the room, to the computer room.
So, what did you think! If any people are off character, I'm sorry! Oh yeah if anyone can think of a title, please let me know. And if you liked this one maybe you would like the other story that I'm coming out with! It's not sad or anything as this one but it's nice. It's called 'What is this 'Birds and the Bees?' I only have it on paper so it will take a while. Well that's about it, see ya!
