Please Kill Me 11
By: Sozuki
A/N: I forgot to put in the last chapter that you could all e-mail me and I'll send you guys a picture! It's my favorite picture of Ryou/Bakura/Past Bakura! Not as a paring I don't think. But it's so CUTE! I love it! So just e-mail me for the picture or state it in your review along with your e-mail address!
Gods, I sound like a commercial.
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Ryou's POV
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It was around 5:30AM when I woke up.
Everybody was still asleep, though I would be to if not for yesterday. I feel slightly disturbed.
Will they think different of me? Well of course they will.
They will probably ask questions.
I hate questions that center on me.
They will give me looks of sympathy and pity.
The difference between them? I don't know.
I got dressed in my clothes that I wore when we arrived here and went into the bathroom.
Technically, Bakura can't stop me from cutting, nobody can. At times I do want to stop, but I can't. I remember when I was younger and happy. When I had a blast just playing with a ball or going to the playground. It just seems like a dream after Bakura came into my life. I was no longer the innocent little hikari after he destroyed almost all of my life.
But I thank him.
I don't want to be innocent and taken advantaged of. I hate it.
But if it's Bakura that's doing the 'taken advantaged of', then I don't mind.
I love him.
I do sound sick and twisted.
But I don't care.
I looked into the bathroom mirror.
I blinked and squinted. I look like a rat.
My hair had yet to be brushed and I had sleep still in my eyes.
I turned on the water and cupped my hands, splashing the water onto my face. I looked into the mirror again.
2 hours of sleep doesn't do well for the human mind.
I got a towel and dried my face. I then rolled up my sleeves to change my bandages, unwrapping the blood-covered cloth from my arms.
I didn't think I cut THAT deep.
I sighed and rewrapped my arms. This is going to be a long day.
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It was about 10:30AM by the time everybody was up and packing up their things.
I was outside standing in the sand, soaking up the sun as much as I could.
I sighed when Bakura yelled for me to get into the limo. He's been yelling at me a lot since yesterday afternoon.
I guess I deserve it.
I walked over to the limo and crawled inside.
Besides Bakura yelling at me, nobody has talked to me. So I will not talk to them. They can do whatever they want.
Though I swear I heard people whispering around 2AM last night. They need to learn how to whisper quietly. Either that or I was imagining it.
Yami and Yugi where sitting across from me again and Jou and Seto where sitting by them. Bakura seemed to be the only one 'brave' enough to sit by me. Though he had his arms crossed in a matter that clearly stated 'don't talk to me'.
I sighed and closed my eyes, leaning on the door and resting my head on the seat. And since I got only about 2 hours of sleep last night, I fell asleep almost instantly.
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I was jolted away by yelling. I looked and saw Bakura practically ready to launch himself at Yami and strangle him.
"You are NOT sending him to a place for people who are indeed sick! I will not let you!"
"Bakura," Yami started calmly. "Do not let your personal feelings get in the way of Ryou's health."
"This is not about me! This is about sending Ryou to a place he doesn't need to be sent!"
"Calm down Bakura and just look at him!" Seto yelled.
"I do not need to look at him to know that he is perfectly fine!"
"Bakura-" Jou was interrupted when the driver said that they were at the Bakura residence.
"Come on Ryou." Bakura said, grabbing my wrist and pulling me out of the car. He slammed the door before anybody could blink. Then he practically dragged me into the house after unlocking the door.
He threw me on the couch and stormed into the kitchen to grab a beer.
"Bakura?" I asked causally.
"What?" He barked.
"What was all the yelling about?"
Bakura walked into the living room and glared at me.
"Because you got caught hurting yourself, they think you have a mental problem and that you should see a doctor." He growled.
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That's it for now! Don't forget to e-mail me for the picture! And please review!
By: Sozuki
A/N: I forgot to put in the last chapter that you could all e-mail me and I'll send you guys a picture! It's my favorite picture of Ryou/Bakura/Past Bakura! Not as a paring I don't think. But it's so CUTE! I love it! So just e-mail me for the picture or state it in your review along with your e-mail address!
Gods, I sound like a commercial.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Ryou's POV
~*~*~*~*~*~
It was around 5:30AM when I woke up.
Everybody was still asleep, though I would be to if not for yesterday. I feel slightly disturbed.
Will they think different of me? Well of course they will.
They will probably ask questions.
I hate questions that center on me.
They will give me looks of sympathy and pity.
The difference between them? I don't know.
I got dressed in my clothes that I wore when we arrived here and went into the bathroom.
Technically, Bakura can't stop me from cutting, nobody can. At times I do want to stop, but I can't. I remember when I was younger and happy. When I had a blast just playing with a ball or going to the playground. It just seems like a dream after Bakura came into my life. I was no longer the innocent little hikari after he destroyed almost all of my life.
But I thank him.
I don't want to be innocent and taken advantaged of. I hate it.
But if it's Bakura that's doing the 'taken advantaged of', then I don't mind.
I love him.
I do sound sick and twisted.
But I don't care.
I looked into the bathroom mirror.
I blinked and squinted. I look like a rat.
My hair had yet to be brushed and I had sleep still in my eyes.
I turned on the water and cupped my hands, splashing the water onto my face. I looked into the mirror again.
2 hours of sleep doesn't do well for the human mind.
I got a towel and dried my face. I then rolled up my sleeves to change my bandages, unwrapping the blood-covered cloth from my arms.
I didn't think I cut THAT deep.
I sighed and rewrapped my arms. This is going to be a long day.
~ ~ ~ /_ () \/ 3 ~ ~ ~
It was about 10:30AM by the time everybody was up and packing up their things.
I was outside standing in the sand, soaking up the sun as much as I could.
I sighed when Bakura yelled for me to get into the limo. He's been yelling at me a lot since yesterday afternoon.
I guess I deserve it.
I walked over to the limo and crawled inside.
Besides Bakura yelling at me, nobody has talked to me. So I will not talk to them. They can do whatever they want.
Though I swear I heard people whispering around 2AM last night. They need to learn how to whisper quietly. Either that or I was imagining it.
Yami and Yugi where sitting across from me again and Jou and Seto where sitting by them. Bakura seemed to be the only one 'brave' enough to sit by me. Though he had his arms crossed in a matter that clearly stated 'don't talk to me'.
I sighed and closed my eyes, leaning on the door and resting my head on the seat. And since I got only about 2 hours of sleep last night, I fell asleep almost instantly.
~ ~ ~ /_ () \/ 3 ~ ~ ~
I was jolted away by yelling. I looked and saw Bakura practically ready to launch himself at Yami and strangle him.
"You are NOT sending him to a place for people who are indeed sick! I will not let you!"
"Bakura," Yami started calmly. "Do not let your personal feelings get in the way of Ryou's health."
"This is not about me! This is about sending Ryou to a place he doesn't need to be sent!"
"Calm down Bakura and just look at him!" Seto yelled.
"I do not need to look at him to know that he is perfectly fine!"
"Bakura-" Jou was interrupted when the driver said that they were at the Bakura residence.
"Come on Ryou." Bakura said, grabbing my wrist and pulling me out of the car. He slammed the door before anybody could blink. Then he practically dragged me into the house after unlocking the door.
He threw me on the couch and stormed into the kitchen to grab a beer.
"Bakura?" I asked causally.
"What?" He barked.
"What was all the yelling about?"
Bakura walked into the living room and glared at me.
"Because you got caught hurting yourself, they think you have a mental problem and that you should see a doctor." He growled.
~ ~ ~ /_ () \/ 3 ~ ~ ~
That's it for now! Don't forget to e-mail me for the picture! And please review!
