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Sakura Li: Konnichiwa, minna-san. Umm... To start off I'm a fairly new author to FF.net, I wrote one story non-yaoi on Dejimon about Ruki/Ryo that I posted I think it was PG-13. That one I have given up on, but I wont give up on this one because its almost done actually, my friend Shini is helping to beta me so its just a matter of typing the bastard up. I can tell you that this story will end in a sequel that is almost done. Well here goes, this is my first attempt at a Yuugi-ou fic and after reading all of your guys' fics I simply couldn't help myself!!! I just love Seto/Jou Bakura/Ryou and Yami/Yuugi!!!! They are my favorites couples!! My current favorite author is SSJ Sky, so if she's reading this *Blush * then I hope she sticks around for the good parts!! And if by chance that she's not reading this and somebody knows her irl or oti tell her to check me out!! *Sweatdrop * I could really use the feedback specially from a great author like her. Oh and a small note, I was very inspired to write this by the song Torn by that Natalie girl, I don't know her last name, so instead of her voice its Ryou is singing it okay? Thank you for reading this insanely long Author's note....I'll leave now....*Sulks in corner * J/K! On with the goods!
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He wondered how long he had been sitting there. Seemed like forever. But then.every night he asked himself that same question. More often than not, he would just sit there and ponder upon how his life had come to such an immediate stop. He would sit for hours after hours just wondering until the pained and broken face of his once innocent hikari would pull him out of his stupor. It was always the same after that, he would gulp down another one of the highly addictive alcohol that he had grown to love over the past year and then he would leave, however he wasn't feeling up to walking out that very moment. It was as if something was keeping him in the small bar on that lonely Saturday night. Something he didn't want to miss out on. He was pulled out of his thought as the bartender asked him a question.
"You gonna stick around for the karaoke tonight?" he asked nicely. Bakura growled quite loudly, insuring that he did not like to be talked to. "Hey, sorry, just thought you might want to talk." said the bartender. "It's actually quite good. There are some pretty good singers out there. However, there is one that comes in here every Saturday and always sings the same song. Many people try to sound as good as him but nobody can even get close. Its kind of odd because the guy that sings it is singing about another guy and all of the girls in this bar are still after him." That caught Bakura's attention. A guy singing about another guy? That was very uncommon.
"What does he look like?" asked Bakura in a gruff voice, cause of not talking for quite a while no doubt. The bartender shrugged.
"I don't know, I have to stay in here and work every Saturday so I have never seen him. He has a beautiful voice though," said the bartender. Bakura didn't know why but he suddenly felt anxious to see the talented boy. He huffed at his attitude. 'I can't believe I just thought that.' he thought trying to will way the butterflies he got in his stomach. 'I'm so pathetic.' he growled to himself. The bartender kept going on and on about the singer that was supposedly going to be at the karaoke tonight. 'I wonder if I should kill him.maybe then he would shut up.' Bakura thought slightly amused. Much less sooner than later, the karaoke started and many singers came up on the stage trying to prove to the world that they sucked. Seriously though, these singers so far really sucked.Bakura heard the bartender huff quite loudly and he looked over to see him with an irritated look on his face. Bakura cocked an eyebrow at him.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Bakura asked trying not to sound too rude.
"These are the sucky singers. The good ones don't go up until he shows up." the bartender said. "Last Saturday he didn't even show.There were sucky singers up there all night." said the bartender gruffly. Bakura laughed at his discomfort. He really hadn't been paying attention to any of the singers so far. None had caught his attention enough for him to even look up, until one. A beautiful music filled the air as many women began to scream in excitement. 'Stupid noisy weaklings!' thought Bakura. Still, he couldn't help but become curious to the beautiful music heavily wafting through the air to his ears. He felt drawn to it as he slowly lifted himself from his seat at the bar. He looked around, trying to find the place of which the music originated. The bartender grinned and pointed to a long hallway that he knew would lead the glum ex-tomb robber to the karaoke stage.
"I thought I saw a man brought to life,
He was warm he came around like he was dignified,
He showed me what it was to cry.
Well you couldn't be that man I adored."
Shock flowed throughout Bakura at hearing the voice he thought he'd never hear again. A heavy weight pulled at his heart painfully as he ran through the long hallway searching frantically for the owner of such a beautiful feminine but masculine voice. Before he went into hysterics he saw a bright light at the end of the hallway, the stage lights no doubt.
"You don't seem to know or seem to care,
What your heart is for,
I don't know him anymore,
There's nothin' where he used to lie,
My conversation has run dry.
That's what's goin' on,
Nothin's fine-I'm torn."
Bakura instantly stopped at hearing that next verse, his eyes wide and his heart beating rapidly. His heart ached painfully at hearing every emotion in the boy's voice. He heard the hurt and longing in his voice as his mouth went dry. He wanted to turn and run the other way but the need to see the young youth was too strong. With a heavy weight pulling harder on his swollen heart he willed his feet to move to the end of the hallway.
"I'm all out of faith this is how I feel.
I'm cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor,
Illusion never changed into something real,
I'm wide-awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.
You're a little late.
I'm already torn.
So I guess the fortune tellers right."
Bakura ran faster as the sound grew closer and he finally made it out of the dark hallway and into the light. He gasped at what he saw. There he was, Ryou was standing at the top of the stage dancing and singing with every emotion he held within his lean body clad in a pair of tight hip hugging black leather pants and a tight red muscle t-shirt. Bakura stood in shock, was this Ryou's way of damning him? No.he was simply venting his pent up emotions. Bakura couldn't move. Every nerve in his body set aflame at seeing his hikari at long last.
"Should've seen just what was there and not some holy light.
But you crawled beneath my veins,
And now-I don't care I have no luck.
I don't miss it all that much.
There's just so many things that I can't touch,
I'm torn.
I'm all out of faith,
This is how I feel.
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor."
Bakura fell to his knees wracked with unheard sobs, his hand fisted in his spiky silver, now tipped with black, hair as he cried out silently for Ryou to stop. Hunched over he lost all train of thought and only heard and saw Ryou. He shook violently as sparkly tears cascaded down his face and onto the floor; however, no sound came from his lips.
"Iie.Onegai.Ryou-chan.Don't think that." Bakura whispered. Now, being as close as he was with his hikari he realized that his end of the link was wide open and he could see and hear everything that Ryou thought.
"Illusions never changed into something real.
I'm wide-awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.
You're a little late I'm already torn.
Torn.
There's nothing' where he used to lie,
My inspiration has run dry.
That's what's goin' on,
Nothin's right I'm torn."
The images that flashed through Ryou's mind and into Bakura's was too much for the broken yami as more tears ran down his flushed face. A strong hand fell onto his shoulder as he stiffened visibly.
"Please.leave me alone.I don't deserve your pity." Bakura choked out huskily.
"I am not here to pity you, Bakura. I'm here to help you." said a familiar voice he had grown to hate.
"I don't deserve your help either." said Bakura desperately trying to avoid anymore pointless conversation with the ancient one.
"Just here me out, Bakura I-"
"What part of leave me alone don't you understand?! I've done something horrible.You should loath me.I don't deserve any ones pity or help, Pharaoh." Bakura spat out. The once great ruler sighed as his eyes softened. "I've done so many horrible things to him.I-"
"Do you not realize what you are doing right now?! All of that is in the past and Ryou's forgiven you! Do you even realize how much pain he is in right now because you're gone?! We have to drag him here every Saturday and every time he sings this song. He is so afraid to leave his house.He's afraid that while he's gone you'll come back and then leave again without him knowing. All he wants is for you to come back." said Yami smiling sadly.
"I'm all out of faith,
This is how I feel,
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor,
Illusion never changed into something real,
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn."
"What do you mean?! After everything I've done to him how can he still want me?! It's impossible! I've beaten him to within an inch of his life and then I did.that.to him.How could he want me to go back?!" Bakura begged for an answer. "I-I stole his innocence! My light.I've tainted him with my black soul.I've hurt the one I love most and took what is most precious to him.I-"
"No. You did not fully steal his innocence.it still remains.but you did traumatize him. Ryou cares a lot about you, Bakura. He feels empty without you." Yami said, interrupting Bakura. He was silent. Bakura wanted to believe that his light wanted him back but it seemed that thought was always just a little out of reach. Bakura looked up to the stage, a look of longing flash across his masculine features. He saw Ryou twisting and turning in what looked like a very painful position but Bakura knew better. The young light of his had always been very flexible. He had also muscled up a bit since the last time he saw the little one.
"I'm all out of faith,
This is how I feel.
I'm cold and I'm ashamed bound and broken on the floor,
You're a little late,
I'm already torn.
Torn."
"Please Bakura.He needs you. You need him. You two belong together, it's a rule between Yami no Hikari." said Yami.
"You mean you and Yuugi are." Bakura trailed off purposely not saying what he meant. Yami nodded.
"Yami and Hikari are always supposed to be together! They are never supposed to be separated! You have to go back before it's too late!" shouted Yami.
"Why are you saying all of this, Pharaoh? Are you trying to fool me by telling me this?!" Bakura hissed.
"No, it's the truth! And you can call me Yami seeing as how I no longer have any rule over you!" said Yami. "You have to go back to your hikari! You've been separated for too long!" shouted Yami trying to make him understand. Bakura shook his head back and forth.
"No! I wont go back! You don't understand! Tomb robbers don't belong with sweet innocent angels like Ryou! I don't deserve him! I can't no I wont let him be tainted by me again! He's too precious and innocent for someone like me!" Bakura yelled. A small gasp came from behind him. Bakura stiffened and fisted his hands at his sides, cursing himself for not keeping himself open to his surroundings for if he would have done just that he would have sensed Ryou in time to get away. With his dull brown eyes slightly widened he turned around only to be greeted by Ryou's angelic face only feet from him. The tiny tear trails that were slowly fading away were lit up again on Ryou's soft features as the sparkly tears flew down his face. With a pained expression and obvious tears in Bakura's eyes he turned and ran as fast as he could down the way he had come, not giving his distraught light the chance to speak. Yami was the only one not to stunned to speak.
"Come back here Bakura! You can't keep running away!" Yami shouted, but Bakura was already too far away for him to hear. Running faster than he thought he could the tears that were once present in his eyes cascaded off of his face, the cold air piercing his wet eyes burning them badly and affectively blinding his vision. He squinted trying to rid himself of the sharp pain that wouldn't go away. He ran out into the night not bothering for his helmet as he hopped onto his motorcycle and sped off.
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Sakura: Well, I know that was pretty confusing but please keep reading and it will get good, I promise. I guess this story would fall under the category of romance and angst right? Yea I think so. It gets really sappy later, but a saddening sap so its all good...Please review!! Reviews make me type faster!! ^_^ Ja!
Sakura Li: Konnichiwa, minna-san. Umm... To start off I'm a fairly new author to FF.net, I wrote one story non-yaoi on Dejimon about Ruki/Ryo that I posted I think it was PG-13. That one I have given up on, but I wont give up on this one because its almost done actually, my friend Shini is helping to beta me so its just a matter of typing the bastard up. I can tell you that this story will end in a sequel that is almost done. Well here goes, this is my first attempt at a Yuugi-ou fic and after reading all of your guys' fics I simply couldn't help myself!!! I just love Seto/Jou Bakura/Ryou and Yami/Yuugi!!!! They are my favorites couples!! My current favorite author is SSJ Sky, so if she's reading this *Blush * then I hope she sticks around for the good parts!! And if by chance that she's not reading this and somebody knows her irl or oti tell her to check me out!! *Sweatdrop * I could really use the feedback specially from a great author like her. Oh and a small note, I was very inspired to write this by the song Torn by that Natalie girl, I don't know her last name, so instead of her voice its Ryou is singing it okay? Thank you for reading this insanely long Author's note....I'll leave now....*Sulks in corner * J/K! On with the goods!
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He wondered how long he had been sitting there. Seemed like forever. But then.every night he asked himself that same question. More often than not, he would just sit there and ponder upon how his life had come to such an immediate stop. He would sit for hours after hours just wondering until the pained and broken face of his once innocent hikari would pull him out of his stupor. It was always the same after that, he would gulp down another one of the highly addictive alcohol that he had grown to love over the past year and then he would leave, however he wasn't feeling up to walking out that very moment. It was as if something was keeping him in the small bar on that lonely Saturday night. Something he didn't want to miss out on. He was pulled out of his thought as the bartender asked him a question.
"You gonna stick around for the karaoke tonight?" he asked nicely. Bakura growled quite loudly, insuring that he did not like to be talked to. "Hey, sorry, just thought you might want to talk." said the bartender. "It's actually quite good. There are some pretty good singers out there. However, there is one that comes in here every Saturday and always sings the same song. Many people try to sound as good as him but nobody can even get close. Its kind of odd because the guy that sings it is singing about another guy and all of the girls in this bar are still after him." That caught Bakura's attention. A guy singing about another guy? That was very uncommon.
"What does he look like?" asked Bakura in a gruff voice, cause of not talking for quite a while no doubt. The bartender shrugged.
"I don't know, I have to stay in here and work every Saturday so I have never seen him. He has a beautiful voice though," said the bartender. Bakura didn't know why but he suddenly felt anxious to see the talented boy. He huffed at his attitude. 'I can't believe I just thought that.' he thought trying to will way the butterflies he got in his stomach. 'I'm so pathetic.' he growled to himself. The bartender kept going on and on about the singer that was supposedly going to be at the karaoke tonight. 'I wonder if I should kill him.maybe then he would shut up.' Bakura thought slightly amused. Much less sooner than later, the karaoke started and many singers came up on the stage trying to prove to the world that they sucked. Seriously though, these singers so far really sucked.Bakura heard the bartender huff quite loudly and he looked over to see him with an irritated look on his face. Bakura cocked an eyebrow at him.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Bakura asked trying not to sound too rude.
"These are the sucky singers. The good ones don't go up until he shows up." the bartender said. "Last Saturday he didn't even show.There were sucky singers up there all night." said the bartender gruffly. Bakura laughed at his discomfort. He really hadn't been paying attention to any of the singers so far. None had caught his attention enough for him to even look up, until one. A beautiful music filled the air as many women began to scream in excitement. 'Stupid noisy weaklings!' thought Bakura. Still, he couldn't help but become curious to the beautiful music heavily wafting through the air to his ears. He felt drawn to it as he slowly lifted himself from his seat at the bar. He looked around, trying to find the place of which the music originated. The bartender grinned and pointed to a long hallway that he knew would lead the glum ex-tomb robber to the karaoke stage.
"I thought I saw a man brought to life,
He was warm he came around like he was dignified,
He showed me what it was to cry.
Well you couldn't be that man I adored."
Shock flowed throughout Bakura at hearing the voice he thought he'd never hear again. A heavy weight pulled at his heart painfully as he ran through the long hallway searching frantically for the owner of such a beautiful feminine but masculine voice. Before he went into hysterics he saw a bright light at the end of the hallway, the stage lights no doubt.
"You don't seem to know or seem to care,
What your heart is for,
I don't know him anymore,
There's nothin' where he used to lie,
My conversation has run dry.
That's what's goin' on,
Nothin's fine-I'm torn."
Bakura instantly stopped at hearing that next verse, his eyes wide and his heart beating rapidly. His heart ached painfully at hearing every emotion in the boy's voice. He heard the hurt and longing in his voice as his mouth went dry. He wanted to turn and run the other way but the need to see the young youth was too strong. With a heavy weight pulling harder on his swollen heart he willed his feet to move to the end of the hallway.
"I'm all out of faith this is how I feel.
I'm cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor,
Illusion never changed into something real,
I'm wide-awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.
You're a little late.
I'm already torn.
So I guess the fortune tellers right."
Bakura ran faster as the sound grew closer and he finally made it out of the dark hallway and into the light. He gasped at what he saw. There he was, Ryou was standing at the top of the stage dancing and singing with every emotion he held within his lean body clad in a pair of tight hip hugging black leather pants and a tight red muscle t-shirt. Bakura stood in shock, was this Ryou's way of damning him? No.he was simply venting his pent up emotions. Bakura couldn't move. Every nerve in his body set aflame at seeing his hikari at long last.
"Should've seen just what was there and not some holy light.
But you crawled beneath my veins,
And now-I don't care I have no luck.
I don't miss it all that much.
There's just so many things that I can't touch,
I'm torn.
I'm all out of faith,
This is how I feel.
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor."
Bakura fell to his knees wracked with unheard sobs, his hand fisted in his spiky silver, now tipped with black, hair as he cried out silently for Ryou to stop. Hunched over he lost all train of thought and only heard and saw Ryou. He shook violently as sparkly tears cascaded down his face and onto the floor; however, no sound came from his lips.
"Iie.Onegai.Ryou-chan.Don't think that." Bakura whispered. Now, being as close as he was with his hikari he realized that his end of the link was wide open and he could see and hear everything that Ryou thought.
"Illusions never changed into something real.
I'm wide-awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.
You're a little late I'm already torn.
Torn.
There's nothing' where he used to lie,
My inspiration has run dry.
That's what's goin' on,
Nothin's right I'm torn."
The images that flashed through Ryou's mind and into Bakura's was too much for the broken yami as more tears ran down his flushed face. A strong hand fell onto his shoulder as he stiffened visibly.
"Please.leave me alone.I don't deserve your pity." Bakura choked out huskily.
"I am not here to pity you, Bakura. I'm here to help you." said a familiar voice he had grown to hate.
"I don't deserve your help either." said Bakura desperately trying to avoid anymore pointless conversation with the ancient one.
"Just here me out, Bakura I-"
"What part of leave me alone don't you understand?! I've done something horrible.You should loath me.I don't deserve any ones pity or help, Pharaoh." Bakura spat out. The once great ruler sighed as his eyes softened. "I've done so many horrible things to him.I-"
"Do you not realize what you are doing right now?! All of that is in the past and Ryou's forgiven you! Do you even realize how much pain he is in right now because you're gone?! We have to drag him here every Saturday and every time he sings this song. He is so afraid to leave his house.He's afraid that while he's gone you'll come back and then leave again without him knowing. All he wants is for you to come back." said Yami smiling sadly.
"I'm all out of faith,
This is how I feel,
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor,
Illusion never changed into something real,
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn."
"What do you mean?! After everything I've done to him how can he still want me?! It's impossible! I've beaten him to within an inch of his life and then I did.that.to him.How could he want me to go back?!" Bakura begged for an answer. "I-I stole his innocence! My light.I've tainted him with my black soul.I've hurt the one I love most and took what is most precious to him.I-"
"No. You did not fully steal his innocence.it still remains.but you did traumatize him. Ryou cares a lot about you, Bakura. He feels empty without you." Yami said, interrupting Bakura. He was silent. Bakura wanted to believe that his light wanted him back but it seemed that thought was always just a little out of reach. Bakura looked up to the stage, a look of longing flash across his masculine features. He saw Ryou twisting and turning in what looked like a very painful position but Bakura knew better. The young light of his had always been very flexible. He had also muscled up a bit since the last time he saw the little one.
"I'm all out of faith,
This is how I feel.
I'm cold and I'm ashamed bound and broken on the floor,
You're a little late,
I'm already torn.
Torn."
"Please Bakura.He needs you. You need him. You two belong together, it's a rule between Yami no Hikari." said Yami.
"You mean you and Yuugi are." Bakura trailed off purposely not saying what he meant. Yami nodded.
"Yami and Hikari are always supposed to be together! They are never supposed to be separated! You have to go back before it's too late!" shouted Yami.
"Why are you saying all of this, Pharaoh? Are you trying to fool me by telling me this?!" Bakura hissed.
"No, it's the truth! And you can call me Yami seeing as how I no longer have any rule over you!" said Yami. "You have to go back to your hikari! You've been separated for too long!" shouted Yami trying to make him understand. Bakura shook his head back and forth.
"No! I wont go back! You don't understand! Tomb robbers don't belong with sweet innocent angels like Ryou! I don't deserve him! I can't no I wont let him be tainted by me again! He's too precious and innocent for someone like me!" Bakura yelled. A small gasp came from behind him. Bakura stiffened and fisted his hands at his sides, cursing himself for not keeping himself open to his surroundings for if he would have done just that he would have sensed Ryou in time to get away. With his dull brown eyes slightly widened he turned around only to be greeted by Ryou's angelic face only feet from him. The tiny tear trails that were slowly fading away were lit up again on Ryou's soft features as the sparkly tears flew down his face. With a pained expression and obvious tears in Bakura's eyes he turned and ran as fast as he could down the way he had come, not giving his distraught light the chance to speak. Yami was the only one not to stunned to speak.
"Come back here Bakura! You can't keep running away!" Yami shouted, but Bakura was already too far away for him to hear. Running faster than he thought he could the tears that were once present in his eyes cascaded off of his face, the cold air piercing his wet eyes burning them badly and affectively blinding his vision. He squinted trying to rid himself of the sharp pain that wouldn't go away. He ran out into the night not bothering for his helmet as he hopped onto his motorcycle and sped off.
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Sakura: Well, I know that was pretty confusing but please keep reading and it will get good, I promise. I guess this story would fall under the category of romance and angst right? Yea I think so. It gets really sappy later, but a saddening sap so its all good...Please review!! Reviews make me type faster!! ^_^ Ja!