25. Yelp (BakuraxRyou)
Ryou yelped in surprise as all of the light went out. There was sharp darkness all around him. He could not see his hands before his face. There might be a light, very far off, but it was probably just his imagination playing tricks on him. This was Bakura's soul room, a trap, a bottomless pit of despair. He sank to his knees, shaking with silent sobs.
This was not how it was supposed to be. Bakura had promised to never send him here again, promised that this emptiness would never again have control of him. Bakura would come save him, Ryou was sure of it. How could he not? There very pain in Ryou's soul should be enough to force Bakura into action.
The darkness continued to press, it's force almost suffocating. Ryou could not breathe, but his tears would not stop and his body was still shaking. He fell over, the effort required to sit up too much for him any longer. Closing his eyes tightly against the growing pain, he let out a choked sob into the ground.
Suddenly the ground below him was light, blinding, bright, wonderful light, and he could not see any more than if it had been dark. The air around him was light and perfect and he drank in huge gulps of it. Ryou looked up when his eyes had adjusted to the light.
As it was, the light had not been that bright, just the old lamp next to his bed. The blankets were warm beneath him, and he lifted himself up on his arm to look around the room. A sharp pain shot through his shoulder, and he looked down at it in surprise. There was a bandage there, turning red with blood. He stared for a moment, trying to comprehend.
There was a sudden warm voice filling his head. Sleep, it said, sleep and be well. Ryou laid quietly back down on the bed, too tired to even reach up and turn the light out.
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I have no idea what I was writing about... so make up your own back stories.