Nevermore

Author's Notes: I'm trying to work out a system so I do one chapter for each story at a time Still struggling for ideas but I'll get it done eventually! Hope you enjoy this chapter.

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"Ryou?" The sweet voice was muffle from the other side of the door. There was a click as it opened and Tea entered the prince's room. She looked around nervously, knowing it was not suitable for her to come in without Ryou's say but she wanted to see him. She saw the lump in the bed and crept over.

"Ryou?" It looked abnormally large for just one person. Her hand shakily reached out, grabbed the covers and pulled them back. She let out a yell and quickly turned away. The prince's eyes shot open from the noise and he turned to see Tea stood with her back to him.

"Tea?" He said in confusion. His gaze lowed towards his body, which he discovered was completely bare. He squeaked and pulled the covers over him (luckily Tea had only pulled them as far down as his waist). He tried to compose himself before clearing his throat.

"Uh… um… T-T… Tea…" He throat dried as his nerves went wild. The girl didn't turn to face him, even though she knew he had covered himself.

"I'm sorry!" She blurted out; her voice was muffled as her hands were clasped over her mouth. "I shouldn't- Uh… I better go." She rushed out the room and slammed the door behind her. Ryou watched after her and let the bed sheets fall as he sighed. He looked around his room as the sunlight peeked through his curtains. They were still closed from last night with a small crack. The prince suddenly looked about his room. Where was Bakura? He could have sworn the vampire had been next to him before Tea pulled away the covers.

"Oh no…" She hadn't seen him had she? His eyes widened and he franticly looked about his room. He jumped from his bed and looked anywhere he thought Bakura could have gone. "Where could he be?" He spun round when there was a small squeaking noise. It sounded like it was coming from the other side of his bed. Ryou tiptoed towards the noise and peered over his bed.

"Bakura?" He crawled over his bed and lay on his front as his head peeped over the edge. The sheets that hung over the bed moved as the noise continued. Ryou reached down and moved them to reveal an albino bat. He chuckled as it peered up at him with beady red eyes. Its mouth opened to reveal small fangs and it let out a cry. The prince just chuckled and rested his head on his hands.

"Hello Bakura." The bat continued to bare its fangs at the prince, screeching noisily. "Hey! Keep it down!" Ryou hissed at him warningly. The bat remained quiet and looked away as if pouting. The prince reached down and scooped him up, cradling it in his arms as he sat up. His tapped the bat's small nose in a teasing way but soon wished he hadn't.

"Ow!" He pulled his hand away as a drop of blood seeped out of his fingertip. The prince looked sternly at Bakura who was baring his fangs again. "Fine." Ryou dropped him onto the bed carelessly and walked over to his wardrobe to get dressed. The bat began to grown and turned into Bakura's human form. He sat leisurely on the bed as he watched his love get dressed. His tongue poked out of his mouth and ran over his lips.

"You should know better." He said playfully. Ryou walked over to him once he'd dressed and looked at him – not very impressed.

"So how did you know?" He decided to change the subject, sitting down next to the vampire.

"Know what?" Bakura crossed his arms behind his head and leaned back.

"About Tea." Ryou said as though it was obvious. He looked at his feet as they pressed onto the cold, carpeted floor: its lush colours changing shades as his feet moved over it. "You must have known or you wouldn't have transformed in time." The vampire grunted.

"What makes you think I wasn't like that last night?" He glanced at the prince with a knowing smirk on his face.

"Because I could feel you next to me. And you were definitely in your human form."

"Well does it really matter?" Bakura moved over so he was behind Ryou, his arms slithering around his lover's waist. The prince shrugged and continued to look at the floor.

"I was just curious." Now the vampire's legs were wrapped around his body also and his head hook over his shoulder. Ryou smiled and closed his eyes as he took in the warmth. He loved being with Bakura so much, he wish that he could just marry him instead of a woman. Shouldn't his parents be happy no matter who he was with? Male or female. But of course not, it was impossible. Not only would they not approve of it being a male, but also it being Bakura would kill them. In their eyes he had been common and not worth the trouble. Good thing they didn't know about him seeing Ryou every night, which would result in a lot of trouble. He sighed mournfully.

"Something wrong my love?" Bakura spoke silently.

"I'm fine." Ryou said suddenly, "Just a little tired."

"Well I know something that will wake you up…" Bakura's hand drifted below the prince's trousers and grabbed his manhood. Ryou gasped and tensed.

"No…" He breathed. "Not today…" He may not have been looking at Bakura, but could sense that the vampire was hurt. It killed him to have his lover so unhappy, but he knew it was better if they didn't; just for today.

"Suit yourself." Bakura pulled away and sat back against the backboard of the bed. His arms folded behind his head again as he closed his eyes, an unhappy look on his features. Ryou looked at him with a heavy heart as guilt filled his mind. He knew how temperamental Bakura was. The princes moved over to his love and levelled his face with the other's. He was now practically on top of the vampire except for the fact he wasn't lying down, which meant he was only over his waist, downwards. Bakura's breath hit his face as he neared. The vampire's eyes snapped open when soft lips pressed against his own and worked them lovingly. Ryou felt as a hand gently held his head as the kiss deepened. A warm tongue entered his mouth and lapped at the inside. The tongue retreated as the kiss broke and Ryou opened his eyes slowly. He saw the crimson eyes of his love as they burned into his of hazel. What was it about those piercing eyes? Every time they looked at him, he could feel them burning his skin. Was it all his imagination? It didn't matter.

"I love you." He whispered as he lay against Bakura's strong chest. A hand stroked his hair and the reply came just as silently.

"I love you too…"

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Ryou entered the dining room to find it full of the castle's occupants. He gave a heavy sigh as he sat opposite Tea, who flushed pink and diverted her gaze. The prince ignored this and continued with eating his breakfast. Why did they have to be here? It was bad enough when his friends came over but when it was someone he was supposed to fall in love with… it was just hopeless. There was a light coughing noise, which the prince guessed he wasn't supposed to hear seeing as the minute it came, Tea began to speak.

"Um… did you… sleep well prince Ryou?" She spoke timidly. Ryou groaned mentally.

I thought I told her not to call me… "Yes." He didn't even try to sound enthusiastic. His gaze remained downcast as everyone watched the 'sweethearts'. Where his parents really that blind? They thought this was best for him but they didn't know.

"Ryou." His father began. "We thought it would be a good idea if you and Tea went out and about the town… you know… get out of the castle and have some time to get to know one another. After all, you should know about you future wife and…" The prince didn't listen. The aching in his gut wouldn't go as the thought of marrying Tea fell upon him. He couldn't do it. He had to do everything in his power to avoid it. His thoughts then drifted to his love. How he wished he could be with Bakura at all times. Instead he was forced to hide his feelings for the vampire and barely ever saw him. He loved everything about him: his wild, white hair, his mischievous smirk, even his rough skin. He was his other half: the dark to his light, the bad to his good. He was everything he wasn't. To sum it up, Bakura completed him.

"… So Ryou. What do you say?" His father finished. The prince looked up emotionlessly and sighed.

"Fine…"

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The sky was dimming as day made way for night. The castle walls were amber as the sun sank to the horizon and many shadows cast from its towers. The gargoyles snarled out to any intruders who may pass them and their haunting silhouettes leered down at the earth. An unfamiliar figure stood atop the roofs and joined the stone monsters in their watch. Only he was watching for something more that a foe. He was waiting for his love. He rested an elbow on his bent knee as he perched his foot on the gargoyles head. His eyes followed as the carriage slowed near the entrance to the castle. His prince was back and the figure had waited, waited for that moment.

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The figures eyes narrowed as the prince

headed for the castle door,

Happiness was his taste

as he headed to that place,

where he would see his lover's face

the one he did adore.

That demon leered at his love

With hair as white as a dove,

He watched him as the prince did muse

With the woman he did not choose,

Jealously filled him more and more

As he watched his love move to the door,

Of the castle with a haunting store

With that stupid, little whore.

And but for a moment the prince did glance,

Hoping he would get the chance

To see his lover's noble stance,

As he headed for the door.

Then more and more he wished he could

See the one he did adore,

But soon he was within the castle,

Being bothered by his parent's hassle

And knew it well that he should

Head to the one he loved more.

That vampire who filled his core

And would do forever more,

So now he must move

To his chamber where was his love's store

The prince found his way through the castle

Until he reached his chamber door,

Where others would enter

Nevermore.

The prince entered and without a care

Removed his clothes so he was bare

And lay to sleep within his lare

As the sun set once more,

Darkening his chamber door.

The shadows in his blinded mind

Found it very hard to find

Where the noises came from

As they moved around his room.

Was it here?

Or was it there?

Really he did not care,

As he knew his was the vampire's stare

That watched him with adore.

The one he loved forever more.

The figure moved from 'neath the shadow

And headed for the prince,

The one he did adore,

But filled with jealously more and more.

"So you had fun with that useless whore."

The prince's mind the words did tore,

As a rasping came at his door

Surely a guest,

But nothing more.

The sound did end and begun again,

As the vampire thought of gore

That he would do to the one

The one who knocked at the door,

Especially if it were the whore

Who took the one he did adore.

"Ignore them now and answer me!"

He did cry so bitterly.

The prince was torn,

What to do?

And so he did was prince's do,

He signalled for silence and did once more

Head towards his chamber door,

Where the rasping came again

Tempting the curiosity of men.

He opened the door but nothing there,

So closed it again without a care

Remembering he was still bare

In front of his love,

The one he did adore.

"Please be rash."

He did reply, now feeling twice as shy.

"For she is but a lonely girl."

The vampire spat at the notion,

"She's taking you like some foul potion!"

He felt his teeth gnaw.

The prince look back with worried eyes,

Wondering what sort of spies

Had watched him and the supposed whore,

Who had walked with him to the door.

"I'll say it again and then once more,"

The jealousy grew and nearly tore

"You're falling for someone again once more,

Leaving me for that petty whore!"

The prince was done, he'd had enough

"I'll tell you now its all a lie!"

was his now angered reply.

"If you should say those words once more,

I will remove you from my door!"

He loved the other but could not see

Why he just had to be

So misunderstanding, as was he

Of why he could not be with

The one he truly did adore,

The one he needed most of all

Without whom he would fall.

"Can't you see?"

He spoke again.

"Me and her… it will not be!

You are the only one for me

The one I do adore."

He pleaded for his love to calm

Trying to keep him under the charm

For his emotions, they did tore

As the rasping came from his door.

"Please leave, I'm busy!"

He did now cry,

Waiting for a guest's reply

But all he got from the door

Was the knocking once more.

"Please my love."

His voice did whisper.

His hair still white as a dove

As he stole a kiss from his love.

The vampire's warmth filled him up,

Like the royals golden cup.

And as they both fell to the floor,

The rasping came once more.

"Curse thee intrusion!

Leave at once!"

The vampire did cry out,

But the knocking did not stop.

"Please my lover, ignore it now.

For it does not matter how

We will show our love tonight,

As we do forever more.

No matter who is at the door."

But again and again

The knocking came,

And again the vampire did the same.

He cursed out to the evil intrusion

That stopped this wonderful illusion.

The prince did force him back some how,

To return into his loving bow

So they could kiss once more

Despite the noise from the door.

The prince did sigh

And gazed with sorrow,

As though they were now into tomorrow.

He left his bed upon the floor

And moved towards his chamber door

Until the rasping came once more.

And so he looked out again

To find nothing in his wake

But the empty corridor

And this made him shake,

What had been knocking at the door?

He closed it again and shut it tight,

Moving back to his shining knight

Who sat on the floor ready to fight

As they did every night.

Their bodies compressed,

The air was thin

And soon the prince let his love in.

The cried out joyfully at the feel,

As though he had finished a wonderful meal.

His love lay with him on the floor

And both slept once more

With no sound from the chamber door.

At least one slept, for now that is.

As the other lay awake for much more,

How long would it be before

He and his true love who he did adore

Would lie together

Nevermore.

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Author's Notes: Ok so you're all probably wondering what the hells with the poem but I got the idea after reading 'The Raven' by Edgar Allen Poe, which some of you may have heard or read, and I kept thinking of lines I could do for my story that are a similar style to the ones in the raven. Plus it cut my writing time by a long shot so you should be happy. Sorry for taking ages to update and I should mention that even though I chose Tea as the person Ryou is arranged to marry (yada yada) I do not think they are a good couple or anything because I personally find it bad enough when its Tea and Yugi/Yami let alone my favourite character. –Throws up at the thought of it- sorry to any Tea and Ryou fans out there.

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