OMFG I GOT 3 REVIEWS, YAS, YAS, YASSSSSSSS! Anyway, continue :3
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Hecate Heaven: Short and sweet. I like it. Thanks again 3
RainbowC: Aw, I'm glad you think so. And yes, even I was scared that I was gonna make the guy kidnapped them ;-; And yeah, I agree, they should protect their lights (just read this chapter and chu will seeee)
Warning(s): Der be language in dis der fic, and in the next few chapters possible non-con if it is alright with my readers. If not, then well, no non-con xD
FAQ: Malik is the hikari, Marik is the yami. And I realize this might seem cliché` and similar, but trust me, it will not be. I also do not own the cover art of Bakura and Ryou.
Disclaimer: If I owned Yu-Gi-Oh, all of the boys would currently be in my closet. And since they're in this fic, they obviously are not.
Enjoy the chapter, excuse the shortness, read and review and don't forgettttt to ignore any grammar mistakes; my dad's laptop is one of those tiny tablet ones with a keyboard. XD
It felt magical, as if it was only a dream, yet it was so close, so real. Bakura had actually kissed him! Not a rough, coarse kiss. This one was soft and loving, like his kisses used to be so long ago. Bakura pulled away slowly, gently carressing Ryou's cheek. "No one will hurt you, Ryou, I promise." Bakura assured him. Ryou was to stunned by Bakura's sudden change in behavior to say anything, he was also to busy rejoicing. Then he remembered a certain blonde. "What about Malik?" Ryou asked quietly, remembering the man's parting words.
Bakura thought about this. Marik was Malik's yami, so they couldn't just have only Malik staying at their house. However, though Marik didn't seem like it, he knew deep down the yami truly cared for Malik, he was just a little rough on him. Just like me. Bakura thought dejectedly, remembering how he'd slapped Ryou last night. Wait, what was he saying? He couldn't be going soft, could he? "I don't know, but he's Marik's responsiblity." Bakura replied coldy, nearly wincing when he saw Ryou's said expression. "But he's our friend!" Ryou protested as he watched Bakura walked away. Bakura paused. "Your friend." He muttered in response as he head towards the kitchen.
Ryou sighed deeply. He knew happiness never lasted, or so it seemed. No, it was true. Happiness doesn't last. If it did, why then did Malik have to leave? Why did Bakura's kiss last so long, yet so short? Why did his Father's letters end so quickly? It seemed as if this world didn't want him to have happiness. Ryou shook those thoughts out of his head quickly. He couldn't think thoughts like that, he had to stay strong and keep going. "Do you mind if I go over to his house?" Ryou asked Bakura timidly, watching as his double uncorked a bottle cap off of a beer bottle. "What are you, stupid?" Bakura replied harshly, feeling slight regret once again when Ryou's eyes filled with hurt. "If someone is after you, you need to stay inside."He added, using a softer tone in order to comfort his hikari. Ryou nodded, his white bangs obscuring his face from Bakura, though Bakura knew he saw small tears cascading down his face.
Guilt had washed over Bakura since then. He couldn't stop thinking about the tears on Ryou's face, and how he desperatly wanted to wipe them away, but somehow could not. He knew the boy had been shattered long ago; it was how he'd been created. Is that all I am? Something that feeds on his sadness? Bakura thought angrily, wondering how he could possibly live with himself. But what had shattered Ryou? What had been done? He knew the death of Ryou's beloved mother and sister had made him extremely sad, but this wasn't just sadness, it had shattered Ryou's very soul and spirit. He knew he couldn't ask the boy, but he still wished he knew.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Malik's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I sighed as Marik pulled his shirt back on with that usual smirk on his face. Ignoring the searing pain in my rear end, I sat up to clear my head and think. Ryou was probably so cold and alone right now, afraid of what was going to happen to him. "It doesn't help that Bakura's a jerk." I muttered to no one but myself, glaring as I remembered the slap Bakura had given Ryou. My own cheek began to ache at the thought, but I ignored it, to focused on my thoughts. I couldn't help but shuddering as I remembered that man licking the shell of my ear. It was so vile and disgusting, I spit onto the floor as if I was attempting to cleanse myself. Marik noticed this and raised an eyebrow at me, to which I just shrugged.
As I was eating my dinner, which was just some leftovers from Ra knows when, I heard a knock at the door. I scowled deeply at it. No way Bakura let Ryou go by himself, and there wasn't any way Bakura had left Ryou alone, I knew those two facts for sure. "Get behind me." Marik spoke solemly for one once, so I gulped and followed his instructions, though I couldn't say I was not surprised. I heard cracking sounds, and peered out from behind my yami. I gasped in surprise as cracks in the door began appearing. Marik gritted his teeth in frustration. "Go upstairs, now." I quickly complied, rushing up the steps as fast as possible. "I hope Ryou's fine.." I whispered to myself as I hid under the bed, mixing myself in along with the various articles of clothing which laid under it. I squeezed my eyes shut as I heard a loud crunching sound which could only be identified as wood cracking under pressure. They were inside.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~3rd Person, Ryou and Bakura's House~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ryou was looking at his window at the navy blue night sky, dotted with gorgeous stars. He had thought about wishing on one, which lead him to remember the times he and his mother had sat outside, his beautiful mother pointing out a shooting star or the pale moon. She'd tell him that he was her little moon, pale and white, and always brightening up even the darkest of times. Ryou couldn't help the tears that formed in his eyes at those memories, even if they were many years old. It was the only good memories he could truly hold close to his heart. He heard a knocking noise and curiously glanced down, hoping it was Malik. To his utter surprise, it was a man in a suit.
His heart dropped. This was one of the men from last night. The same one who had licked his ear. Stumbling and tripping, Ryou ran as fast as possible towards Bakura's room, knowing he'd be there. "Bakura-!" Ryou was cut short as he was pulled into a strong, warm embrace. "I know." Bakura replied quietly. He nodded at Ryou before rushing off, presumably downstairs. Ryou knew he was supposed to hide and immediatly hid in the bathroom, locking the door behind him and cowering in the bathtub.
Bakura rushed down stairs with bared teeth, furious at whoever thought they could touch his Ryou. His fury increased when he heard the door cracking. Were they really breaking in? Even though Bakura was not scared for himself, he was worried for Ryou's safety. Whoever was looking for him meant business, and wasn't just some pedophile looking for a bitch. As the door finally broke down, Bakura fell into a fighting stance, prepared to defend Ryou with his life. "
"Hello there." The man said coolly as if they were good friends. Bakura growled at him, which caused the man to laugh. Upstairs, Ryou heard that laugh. It was cold, empty, and had no humor whatsoever. Ryou wanted to see Bakura, but he knew he could not move or else he'd be caught. "What do you want?" Bakura snapped, his patience already running thin. The man simply chuckled, "I'm sure you're already aware of that, correct?" Bakura snorted. "As if I'm going to let you take him."
Ryou was hearing the conversation from upstairs and felt a warmness in his heart at Bakura's words. He felt safe, knowing someone like Bakura was protecting him. But wasn't it just yesterday that Ryou had felt he need to be protected from Bakura? He quickly shunned that thought. Perhaps Bakura had just been extra upset or angry. He jumped violently when he heard a hacking sound on the bathroom door. Peaking out from behind the shower curtain, he nearly fainted when he saw metal poking its way into the wooden door. He backed away, pressing himself against the coated bathroom-walls, hoping Bakura was okay.
"Oh, I won't be taking him." The man hinted, grinning when Bakura's face lit up with pure raw rage. Bakura ignored the man and rushed up the steps, faster than he had ever run in his life. If the man meant what he said, someone else was coming for Ryou, probably through the window. He heard a heartwrenching call for his name, knowing immediatly whose voice it belonged to. "Ryou!" Bakura screamed, rushing into his white haired hikari's room. He heard sobbing coming from the bathroom, and immediatly swung the door open, not even caring what shape it was in.
"Ryou!" Bakura yelled for the boy, wanting so bad to hold him and comfort him. There was a gun pressed to Ryou's temple, the pressure had probably already caused a bruise. " .go." Bakura growled, his anger already past its peak when the man smirked and pushed the gun harder against his temple, electing a cry from Ryou. Bakura gritted his teeth, his heart already aching at Ryou's anguished cries. He suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder, whipping around to find-
.Down. Anyways, yeah...That escalated quickly xD Alright, now instead of just having a stupid cliffhanger I need you beautiful readers to review and in your review, I'd like you to say what you want to happen. Here are the choices:
Both Ryou and Malik get Kidnapped
Only Ryou gets kidnapped
Only Malik gets kidnapped
Marik defeats Malik's attackers and assists Bakura in defeating Ryou's, and the hikari's are safe for the moment
Bakura defeats Ryou's attackers and assists Marik in defeating Malik's,and the hikari's are safe for the moment
So enjoy your voting! See you all later!~Melody
P.S. TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE DAY! CUE DA MUSIC! THIS GURL IS ON FIREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE