Hello Loves,
Here is my new story 'I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love' This story IS very dark, so if you can't handle death, poisen, suicide, love in bloody death, Satan, Vampires, Drugs, and ALOT more dark elements LEAVE. If this story gets kicked off even once Ima moving it to Adult and NOT bringing it back.
This story is based on the entire concept of the whole 'I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love' My Chemical Romance CD. As all fans of the CD know it is a story within the CD. Gerard Way said each fan had a different concept of the CD yet they are all similar. This is my concept. If you don't like I don't care.
Warning: Shoen Ai (Later it WILL be yaoi, but MUCH later, cause this story has a plot.), Death, Blood, Profanity, Suicide, Dark Themes, Satan Mentions/ect(Person told me you HAD to put the warning, don't know why...), and more stuff I can't remember
Universal Disclaimer: I don't own YGO, My Chemical Romance, or their CDs, I only own the Plot and my own concept of the CD, and I don't own the little bit of My Chemical Romance's/Gerard Way's concept they gave.
Reveiw for a continuation. Also, if you have the CD you know the ending to IBYMBYMYL, Don't worry, I'm doing a sequel (You actually think I'll post one half and not the other?) So yes you who own BOTH CDs probally already know the sequel is WAY darker.
I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love
Honey This Mirror Isn't Big Enough For the Two of Us
Smoke spiraled and looped into many directions from the tip of a snowy-haired man's blunt. As the man inhaled he began to feel the effets of a buzz the blunt was giving him.
He reached into his pocket pulling out a bindle sickly smiling to himself, by the Gods he was going to fly tonight!
The man was feeling strangely content, he finally ditched his medicore town, and the derranged loon who tried to tie him down... (Oh yeah...This is set around the 1950's for future references) He wasn't in love, no matter how much his partner begged and pleaded he wasn't never, EVER gonna be tied down.
Another inhale from his blunt.
"Honey, this mirror just isn't big enough for the two of us..." The man, whose name by the way is Bakura, long ago he was called Akeifia, but he didn't quite like being called that these days, trailed off deleriously as the hazy smoke streamed back out his nose.
As he he said that he opened his bindle and at the edge of the mirror was a whitish/yellowish substance which caused his smirk to grow.
"You're not gonna share baby?' A random girl on top of him purred.
Bakura smirked. After he ran away from his small town/village he claimed a room in the farthest whorehouse. Now Bakura wasn't rather fond of girls, he rather prefered males.
"Nope Baby, all for meeeeeee." He said as the fumes began to take effect. He slowly moaned as the girl began to place butterfly kisses down his pale, bare chest- for a price.
The other thing about his so-called 'Lover', he couldn't bare the amount of pills Bakura pounded, which counteracted all the booze Bakura drank. Couldn't stand the vanity Bakura broke, our the friends he made, so he-
"And you can't fuck my friends! Or my bro-brother!" Bakura slurred out as he brought his beer bottle to his lips. Now Bakura didn't have a brother but he and his best friend Malik considered themselves brothers.
"And with youse always sayin' 'Oh baby let me in', Oh fuck you Ryou! You don't love me!" Bakura shouted pathetically.
The whore just shook her head, she was used to seeing random druggies and drunks like this and she could care less.
"I've chosen the life I've takin' and it's NOT wi-with you!" Bakura stuttered pathetically, "Never mind all the beauty I faking, which let me lead the life I live!"
"I'm happy" Bakura said, "I don't need him!" He said as if he was reassuring himself.
"Sure you don't Sweety" The whore said sympathetically feeling slighty sorry for the no-longer smirking male.
Bakura faintly remembered the crying albina be left at the pathetic town he loathed, and thought he didn't care HOW much Ryou cried, he wasn't one to be tied down, their realationship was ALWAYS on the rocks anyways...
He TOLD him that they weren't working out, and this time he MEANT it, no matter HOW many times he saw it coming.
From the time he woke, and non-mistakingly said it he STILL couldn't get over Ryou's face. It's hard to say Bakura was shaken from the choices he made because simply- He was not.
And sometimes Bakura did get a little shaken the way he chose to live his life, but it was life; and his chose to go on...
Bakura suddenly shifted the girl off him. She looked suprised till he threw her a fifty and left.
He had this weird gut-feeling all of a sudden as if he needed to be at his village to protect Ryou. He didn't know why..He thought he never loved Ryou so why would he care now!
He swiftly sprinted down the long cracked cement to the train station.
After two hours of a barely bareable train ride, Bakura stood near the barely populated town he was born and raised in. He felt a cold swift wind rush into him, he silently thanked himself for not snorting the coke, and only being slightly buzzed from his blunt.
As he ran into the village he caught an eerie feeling as his battered shoes crunched the leaves. The village was unusally calm and quiet...
Not even Malik's bitchy girlfriend bitching at him that they were 'Over' then having noisy make-up sex...frankly Bakura was a bit worried.
Bakura rushed to Ryou's old battered down hutttish house.
He knocked and purred:
"Oh baby let me in, I'm knockin'..."
And as the door opened, it was safe to say Bakura was slightly terrified...
This chappie was short because it was more of an intro. The next song/chapter is 'Vampires Will Never Hurt You'. Gets more violence, past unveiled, and actually gets a pretty kickass Romance seen between whoelse? Ryou and Bakura. Fans of the song know what I mean.
Reveiw, or you'll get no update, Mmmmmmmkay?