A/N: Ok I know I have to finish up my other fics but I just felt like writing this one out. I think this fic will replace Rainy Days Never Stay cause I think I moved to fast with that one.

Title: Broken

Rateing: R

Pairings: Mainly B/R and perhaps some YY/Y and M/M in later chapters. I fully intend to write a few lemons for this one, perhaps even a 4 some? I'll let the reviewers decide on that though.

Disclaimer: I don't own yugioh…yet, so till then I'm stuck just writing fanfics and drawing doujishi.

Chapter 1 – Fear –

Fear…

That one simple word described how Ryou Bakura felt. Slowly he made his way down the road to his house, his fear multiplying with each soft footstep he took. He had been held after school by his chemistry teacher because he had fallen asleep in class…something that Ryou Bakura had never done before.

As he walked up his driveway his heart raced, pounding loudly in his chest. 'Bakura will be furious when I get home…' He started to tremble with fear, fear for what his Yami will do to him today. Bakura had always threatened a sever punishment for coming home late. Ryou had just gotten to his door when it opened on it's own.

Even from outside the door, he could see the house was dark, as always. His Yami knew of his fear of the dark, and kept it that way. Suddenly the moving form of his darker half became visible. "Get in here now!" Bakura yelled harshly, reaching a hand out from the darkness and grabbing a handful of Ryou's snowy white hair.

Bakura slammed the door closed after pulling his light in by his hair. He then quickly locked the front door before slamming his hikkari into it. Ryou let out a small yelp as his back was slammed harshly into the hard wood of the front door. "You're late slave, what took you so long to come home!" Ryou flinched before stuttering out his answer in a small voice.

"I…I was…h…held after class b…because…"

Bakura harshly slapped his little light across the face. "Did I give you permission to speak!" Ryou quivered beneath the threatening gaze of his darker half. "Answer me slave!" He snarled.

"N…no…master…y…you didn't." Ryou said, fear evident in his voice.

"Well then, I guess I'll just have to teach you a lesson now won't I!" The dark spirit grinned, his eyes gleaming with pure enjoyment. Ryou's eyes widened in pure terror. He threw Ryou across the room, the small boy landed on the carpeted floor with a 'thud'.

"N…no! No! Onegai!" Ryou pleaded and he tried to get away from his approaching yami.

"Oh no you don't!" Bakura grabed him by the collar of his school uniform, to keep him from running away. Seizing his exposed throat, he lifted him from the ground, easily pinning him against the wall of the living room. The tomb robber brought one of his knees up to hit Ryou's stomach, before punching his face, sending him to the floor once more.

Ryou screamed every time Bakura kicked his ribs. "Bakura! Please, onegai, stop…stop…please!" Ryou begged the dark spirit as he continued to kick him. "You little fuck!" Bakura kicked harder. A sickening 'crack' was heard as well as Ryou's small whimpers when he broke a rib. He grabed a handful of Ryou's long ivory hair again, bringing the boy eye level.

"You little bitch, you will address me as master! Nothing else slave!"

Crystalline tears spilled from Ryou's soft, chocolate brown eyes. Bakura smiled maliciously as each droplet made it's way down his hikkari's pale cheeks. He leaned over, lapping up each salty tear that spilled out.

"Now you will get an even worse punishment for calling me by my name." Ryou's body shook with his silent sobs, never noticing his yami reach behind himself. Bakura grabed his butterfly knife from his back pocket and quickly flicked it open, exposing the extremely sharp blade. Ryou saw the gleaming blade from the corner of his eye.

"Master, no! Please! I'm sorry! I'll never be late again!" Bakura smiled evilly at his struggling little light. "That's right, you won't." He slid the blade across Ryou's left shoulder, cutting the material of his school shirt as well as the skin underneath. Blood seeped through the thin cut, staining the white material and his alabaster skin. Bakura then began to leave more cuts, one right after another. It seemed like hours before the dark spirit of the ring stopped the torture.

"Now look what you did slave," He cooed venomously. "…you got blood on the floor." Ryou continued to cry silently, his tears mingling with the blood from his busted lip.

"P…please…master…please stop…" He whimpered weakly. Bakura glared at the weak little hikkari, tossing him across the room again. Ryou's head hit the corner of the coffee table and he screamed. It gashed his head, his ivory locks soon soaked in his blood. Ryou cried harder, holding on to the back of his head to try and stop the bleeding.

Bakura was sick of his weak hikari's crying. He walked over to him and punched him hard in the back of the head. Ryou let out a shriek of pain before the blissful darkness of unconsciousness took over his battered body.

tbc

Riss/sob / oh my poor Ryou, I can't believe I just did that to him. Oh well it will get better for him…maybe, if I feel like it, muah ha ha/ angry Ryou/Bakura fans start to glare at her / Meep! Ok! So I will let them be together geeze, calm down already for Ra's sake! Please R/R Thanks muchies!