And now, the story continues
...Bakura took a step back looking at the boy before him. How was it possible that someone could look so alike Ryou existed other then him self? The boy before him smiled removing the strands from his black hair, his eyes turning crimson, "I'm sorry Bakura. Ryou couldn't make it." He said this with a bored tone, and his face showed it.
He looked at Bakura with an evil gleam before he placed his hands on his sides. "Something about… You being there." Bakura looked stunned. 'Ryou didn't want to come because of me? Hold on… why am I hearing this punk out?' Bakura growled and grabbed the other by the front of his shirt. "Where is he?" Bakura was surprised to hear his anger come out so well in his own voice, and was even more surprised in seeing the other not even flinch. It was an insult on Bakura's half.
The boy laughed whole-heartedly as Bakura still gripped his shirt. "Oh Bakura… This is so funny!" he said laughing still. "The thief-king, fallen for an ANGEL of all things! Oh god, pinch me I must be dreaming." The laughing continued and Bakura growled. "I'll pinch you…" he muttered and brought back his fist intent on hitting the other in the face as hard as he possibly could.
The boy clicked his tongue and smiled. "If you hit me you'll never learn where poor little Ryou is, will you?" He asked his voice deeper, and darker. This caused Bakura to lower his hand and look at him. "That's a good boy… Now… Give us a smile and let's go in shall we?" The boy seemed to be enjoying this far more then Bakura would like. But with out his ring he could do nothing to destroy him.
Bakura gave a sly smile as he let go of the boy's shirt and placed his arm around his shoulders watching him, he had to bend a little so they where eye to eye but it was worth it. Bakura looked into his eyes and smiled again. "If Ryou's hurt… I'll in joy watching the blood squirt from your body as I tear you limb from limb."
The boy seemed shocked almost appalled to hear those words from Bakura but hid it well. Well almost fully perfected in hiding it. But Bakura could still see the fear in his eyes, and that gave him more then a little pleasure of this. He then started into the home dragging along the boy.
Once inside the home you could clearly see that Seto had gone full out in decorating. Ether that or Yugi and Yami wouldn't leave him alone if he hadn't done so.
Bakura growled pulling the boy along with him as he looked about to see if Ryou wasn't there truly. The boy seemed to be enjoying this and stayed by Bakura's side. Greeting those who said hello to him. That was how Bakura finally learned his name. Ato.
Bakura smiled, the punk no longer held the mystery over him. He lead Ato to a room located in the back of the house once his search was over. It was Seto's study. Perfect… Bakura thought and smiled. Ato stumbled when Bakura pushed him into a room and entered after, locking the door behind. "Tell me Ato, where is Ryou then if not here."
Ato looked a bit shocked before he shook his head hiding it. "I told you I would not tell Bakura."
"There are more ways then one to make someone tell something they wish to hide. If you will not give in to threats then I will simply let you pick another way. Tell me a number between one and three. Pick one of the three numbers and I will start." Bakura walked closer knocking a couple things to the ground off the desk beside him as he reached for the letter opener.
Ato looked scared, and Bakura liked the look on him. Ato started to stutter backing up and Bakura started to laugh. "Tell me the number or I'll simply ram this into your gut Ato."
Ato whimpered backing up to the wall and slid down it.
"Now tell me… or else." Bakura raised the letter opener enough that the blade gave off a gleam in the light. Causing Ato's eyes to widen.
...Well lady's and gents pick and chose
1
2
or
3
The story will stop in till I have reached a answer.
So far because of my home readers, and school friends it is:
1 three votes
2 five votes
3 two votes