Manipulated and Affected
A Yu-Gi-Oh! Drabble
I saw it happening.
I allowed it to.
What could I do? Fight it? What a concept.
No, I could not fight The Spirit. That was my name for him. He preferred "Bakura", my own name, but certainly that was the one thing I could refuse him. So "The Spirit" became his name at my lips, and "Landlord" became mine at his.
Occasionally, when my mind and soul were full of anguish, The Spirit appeared to me. Gently, he would stroke my hair and kiss my cheek, whispering those empty words he used so often through our mindlink.
And I loved it.
Fake. Deceiving. Untrue. A lie.
Utterly false, yet those words of his swayed me, made me swoon, gave me the comfort I desperately sought.
My dependence on The Spirit put me in his hands. His manipulation and affection of so many years molded me into the perfect host for his evil intentions.
And I let it. I enjoyed it.
Because, by his tender hands and sweet words, I had been manipulated and affected.
A/N:I do not own YGO.
Just a short sequel from Ryou's POV to my story Manipulation and Affection for those who wanted to see a little more.