Kyaaaa! It's my first fanfiction! I am so excited to be in this community of awesome and talented writers! Anyways, let me start off by apologizing beforehand for the shortness of the chapter; I wrote this story and will continue writing this with my dad's laptop, which I can't obtain often, hence the shortness of the first chapter. I hope you guys enjoy it, and the good news is my Dad is out of town (don't I sound like a good daughter, caring more about an electronic than a parent XD) so I can use his laptop frequently till he's back, then the party's over.
Answers To Possibly Asked Questions: Malik is the hikari, while Marik is the yami, just to clear that up. Bakura doesn't really treat Ryou this badly in the anime, though he can be harsh towards him. I believe it's the same with Malik and Marik, though I'm not sure.
Summary of Chapter: Bakura invites Malik and Marik over, and later invites them to stay overnight after showing physical violence towards Ryou.
Warning(s): There aren't any warnings for this chapter, though it is rated for language and abuse, and possible non-con (don't worry, not between Ryou and Bakura) in later chapters depending on the reader's wishes.
I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!, you jelly of my non owningness yet?
This is my first fanfiction as I said before, so please go easy on the reviews if possible. I apologize for any mistakes, poor grammar, etc. as this is un-beta'ed. Anyway, enjoy!~Melody
Ryou sucked in a shaky breath as he watched Yugi and his yami leave. They had come over briefly to discuss some small matters, and were just now setting out. Bakura hadn't been around thankfully, as he probably would've been furious to find out his rival(1) and his hikari had been in Ryou and- No, he was wrong. It was Bakura's home, not his as well. His yami, Bakura, didn't treat him that well. Ryou did his best to accept this and move on, but after seeing the happiness of Yugi and his yami, it was becoming more and more difficult to cope with his current situation.
He let out a small sigh as he walked into the kitchen to clean dinner's dishes. As he scrubbed the various plates and utensils, he found himself wishing his troubles would wash away just as easy as the dirt and grime on the plastic did, but life wasn't that kind. As Ryou laid the dishes in their proper places, he heard the echoing sound of a door slamming in place. He hurriedly rushed in the living room to greet Bakura, but was surprised to find Malik with his yami. "Oh, hello Malik." Ryou said politely, immediatly turning around to prepare refreshments for the unexpected guest. "Ryou? Where are you going?" The whitette heard Malik ask curiously. "He better be making us food." Bakura muttered, making sure it was loud enough for Ryou to hear. As he turned around, he noticed Bakura glaring at him, while Marik was smirking. Malik looked concerned for his wellbeing, which made Ryou feel a little better, knowing not everyone here just thought he was some sort of slave.
"W-What would you like?" Ryou stuttered nervously, glancing anywhere in the room but Bakura and Marik. He felt a little calmer when Malik gave him a reasurring smile, but the calmness was replaced with fear as he heard Bakura's irritated voice. "Steak you baka, and make it quick." Ryou quickly nodded and left with a small bow, rushing to the kitchen. Sounds of sizzling was soon heard along with an inresistable smell. Malik frowned, remembering the words Bakura had used to address his hikari. He slowly turned his head towards his yami and Bakura, nervously clearing his throat. As soon as attention was focused towards him, Malik blurted out, "There wasn't any reason to call him that!" He searched their faces for reactions, getting one as Bakura growled and Marik chuckled.
As Ryou flipped the steak, he nearly dropped the fork he was using when he heard Malik's familar voice blurt out "There wasn't any reason to call him that!". Saying he was astonished was an understatement. Malik acted much like himself; never speaking up towards his yami. Considering Bakura's short temper and Marik's perverted nature, he was surprised Malik was here at all. The moment he heard a small cry of pain, Ryou quickled shut off the stove and rushed into the living room. Malik's tanned hand was to his face, cupping a swelling cheek, blood sleeping from the inside of his mouth. Ryou gasped with surprised and remorse as he rushed over to Malik quickly, regardless of his yami's protests.
"Malik, are you alright?" The white-haired boy asked worriedly, gently peeling Malik's hand from his face so he could see his injury. Malik forced a smile and nodded his head, wincing as the movement disturbed his heeling cheek. "Did Bakura-" Ryou was interuppted as a strong hand clamped onto his shoulder. Noticing the sudden fear in Malik's eyes, he knew whose hand it was. "Did Bakura what?!" The yami snapped as he spun the boy around so he could look straight into those chocolate orbs. "I-I..." Ryou stammered, crying out in pain as Bakura slapped him on the cheek. "Don't talk back to me, Ryou. And where is that food?!" He growled impatiently, shoving Ryou towards the kitchen to hurry him up. Malik could've sworn he heard Ryou crying as the poor whitette shrunk back into the kitchen.
He knew Bakura was cruel towards Ryou, just as Marik was to him. At the thought of his own yami, Malik surpressed a shudder. Bakura seemed to enjoy controlling what Ryou said and did during the day, but Malik hoped he didn't do the same thing at night, in a bed. Marik did that to him, and knowing from expirence, he knew someone as frail as Ryou could never handle it. He let out a small sigh as he watched Ryou put the meat onto a plate, preparing to bring it into the living room. "U-Umm, here you go." The teenager said softly, placing one steak in front of Bakura, the other two going towards Malik and Marik. Marik accepted his hungrily, but Malik pushed his plate towards Ryou.
Though he really wanted Ryou to eat for a change instead of just cooking for others, he made a quick excuse about his cheek being to sore. Ryou smiled slightly, accepting the steak back. As he was about to walk back into the kitchen, Bakura's voice froze him in place once more, "And where do you think you're going?" The yami inquired harshly. Ryou trembled a little, but managed to breath out, "Upstairs." Bakura gave a uncaring snort in response, watching his hikari rush upstairs as fast as possible.
"Heh, we really should come over more often," Marik remarked as he and Malik were beginning to head out the door. "Why don't you stay?" Bakura offered, taking another swig from his beer bottle. Malik noticed this and was thankful that a yami couldn't become drunk. "Sure, sounds fun..." Marik trailed off, a smirk slowly appearing onto his face. Malik winced slightly as he felt a hand fall on top of his head, even though he was secretly rejoicing on the inside. If we stay over, I can make sure Bakura doesn't hurt Ryou. Malik thought as he followed Bakura upstairs.
Ryou was both surprised and excited to find out Malik was staying overnight. He wanted to ask if Malik could stay in his room, but instantly shook the idea out of his head. Bakura wouldn't like that most likely. He was even more surprised when he found out Malik had asked Bakura if he could sleep in Ryou's room, and Bakura had conceeded eventually. He and Malik traded grins as Ryou showed Malik into his room. "Here, I made the bed for you." Ryou announced cheerfully, gesturing towards a simple but warm looking bed. A look of confusion crossed Malik's face. "But, it's your bed, right?" Malik asked as he sat down next to Ryou on the bed. Ryou sighed deeply. "Not anymore." He whispered sadly, managing a weak smile when Malik put a comforting hand onto the boy's shoulder.
Both were about to begin holding a conversation when the door to Ryou's room swung open, revealing the yami known as-
(1) I believe Yami and Bakura don't get along well xD
o.o Who's yami is it? You'll find out next chapter! PLEASE, I BEG OF YOU, PLEEEEEEAASSEEE REVIEW! I don't care how mean it is, review! ;-; Oh, and there were probably a bunch of mis-spelled words as my dad's laptop is so freakin' tiny ;-; P.S. OMFG I AM ON 6% GOTTA GET MEH CHARGERRRRRRR