Never Meant to be This Way 10
Yugi
I was unpacking my English stuff from my back pack next to Ryo when I felt him pause in his motion. I looked up at him, wondering what the problem was. His face was furrowed into an expression of thought. Without thinking I reached out and smoothed a finger across the furrows on his forehead. His face blanked with shock and I drew back quickly.
"Yugi," he said.
"Yea," I said expecting him to reprimand me, I knew he had Bakura and I had Atem… I just wasn't sure I wanted Atem any more.
"Thanks for being my partner… no one ever wants to talk to me anymore because of Bakura. It means a lot to me," he said his pale skin flushing pale pink.
"People should never judge you on Bakura, your nothing like him."
"Just like you're nothing like Atem?" Ryo asked me his eyes keen.
"Exactly," I said smiling.
"Yugi you really mean a lot to me. It's worth whatever happens when Bakura finds me here to spend the time with you and I hope you know that," he said so fast that it sounded like one large, confusing word.
"Same here," I said smiling up at the taller boy. Suddenly, I really wanted him to kiss me. I tried to force the notion out of my head… it wasn't worth his head to feel a little bit of peace… it was just that he was so sweet and caring and he was suffering the same way I was. We had so much in common. Just as I was trying to convince myself that it was a bad idea to reach out to him I felt his arm wrap around my waist. I looked up at him expectantly and he looked down at me nervously. I realized that we were both so used to being veritably jumped that we had no idea how to try this the right way. Slowly he bent his head down and forward, I pushed myself up on my toes and or lips met. There was a sweetness and a comfort in his touch that I had never felt. Even in the beginning there had been a hunger in Atem's touch… this, this was selfless and sweet.
"Whoa," Jounochi's voice broke the perfect moment and Bakura and I leapt away from each other both of us with burning cheeks. Ryo was suddenly very busy trying to locate something in his back pack and I was left standing in front of Jou, Honda, and Tea with nothing to say.
"A little heads up would have been nice man," Honda said, "you don't have to help us you know." He said.
"No, its fine," Ryo said finally looking back at everyone. Anzu was glaring at him with a look from hell, he was unfazed, he lived with Bakura for Ra's own sake. If there was a man with a look from hell it was Bakura.
"Where's the eye bleach when you need it," Jou said making every one but Anzu laugh.
"Figures none of you men can see the bastard for what he is," Anzu said storming out. Ryo rubbed his head nervously. It was adorable.
"She's temperamental man," Jou said shaking his head.
"So about this English thing Ryo," Honda said plopping himself down onto the floor.
Bakura
I wondered the streets alone for a while. There was a violent and upset energy in me that was battling with a deep and sad pain. It took me hours to make my lazy way back to the place I shared with Ryo. I expected him to be there with tea and food, ready to comfort me… he wasn't there. That stabbed me deep into the painful part of my heart and triggered the fire of my anger. Who had him? Where was he? He was always here, he was mine.
I left the house like a storm. I was furious that someone dare to mess with my Ryo. I reached into my bond with him, trying to find him. I needed him, where was he? I tried to shove away my sadness and loneliness away. Ryo wouldn't abandon me, he wasn't like that bastard Atem. He was sweet, that was why I loved him. I let my bond to him pull me through the streets of domino. I tried not to worry, I was the king of thieves, I did not worry!
I paused as he ran into someone. I looked up with a snarl on my face and a caustic remark on my tongue but my eyes were met with the rich molten eyes of the pharaoh. Before I could prevent it I felt my breath hitch and my heart beat speed. Damn, the man was still gorgeous.
"Hello Kura," He said with his torturous smile on his lips.
"Where's my hikari?" I demanded refusing to admit that he had any effect on me. I had been stupid enough to love him once, it wouldn't happen twice… right?
"Why in the name of Osiris would I know?" He said with a shrug.
"He's here, I can feel it."
"You're going crazy in your age Kura." I shoved passed him and went inside, I wasn't going to let him get into my head.
"Ryo!" I said hurt flooding through me as I saw him sitting and laughing with a group of humans his age. It tore into my soul. He was happy here, with people like him, of course he was… I was just an ancient spirit.
"Kura!" He leapt to his feet, his pale face terrified.
"Have you been here the whole time?" I asked, my voice was a hiss.
"We had an English project, Kura!" he said stepping around people toward me. He reached out to touch my arm but I withdrew from him. His face looked a little hurt but it couldn't be helped. The world as I knew it was crashing. "Kura?"
I spun and stormed out of the room. Ryo stood behind me I could feel his indecision. Then he ran after me. "Leave me alone Ryo. Stay with your friends." I gritted the words out. He froze staring at me with wide eyes. I kept walking but I felt him start crying. I heard steps behind me but I knew they weren't Ryo's.
Ryo
I felt as if I had been slapped in the face. I felt tears spill over my face though I wasn't sure whether they were from joy or from sorrow. I could feel Bakura's worry and his pain. Despite the way he treated me he loved me and I still loved him. It hurt to feel his burning sadness. I walked back into Yugi's house letting the tears fall from my eyes. Yugi leapt to his feet from where he sat looking worried.
"Ryo are you alright?" he asked.
"I don't know," I answered truthfully. I wasn't sure whether I was happy or sad or some strange spot in between. Yugi hugged me. I let myself hug him back. He was tiny against my chest but I buried my face in his hair and let myself cry from the confusion that raged inside.
Atem
I followed Bakura. I could see the confusion on his face. I still knew every line of that face. I still knew what his thoughts were behind his hypnotizing eyes. I wanted him for mine. I hated that my royalty had destroyed what we had. I wanted him back, he should always have been mine. I grabbed him by the shoulder. He spun to face me with anger and sorrow written in plain lines on his face. I pulled him to me and pressed my lips to his. I didn't care if he punched me or whatever he thought was appropriate. I wanted him to remember what it felt like. To remember what our love had been.
At first he just stood there shocked. Then he did the one thing I had not expected of him. The one thing that I had been desperately hoping for. He kissed me back. He wrapped his arms around me. His grip was tight, to tight, but I didn't care. He pushed me back against the stone wall. I felt my blood heating up.
"I forgot how good you taste," he muttered, his hot eyes burning into my own.