I do not own YanSim nor Yugioh! Have fun reading my dears!
"If I don't hurry I'll be late!"A boy with white wild hair yelled to no one in particular."Curse me and my tendency of insomnia!"
He scolded himself as he ran through the streets, passing gardens, houses, and other people minding their own business. This boy who was currently very much running late from school was Rabusikku Bakura. He was a third-year student at Domino High. This year a lot of schools in the area have been closed for some unknown reasons, and practically for some reason, Domino High was just re-opened. It was closed for twenty years, but why now they re-opened it was a mystery. Today was Thursday, and students would have to go on a 'School Year Opening', to listen to crappy speeches and rules of the new school. He saw students with the same uniforms as he had. A blue uniform jacket and pants for the boys, and pink sailor shirts with blue skirts for the girls. All of the new students seemed particularly stressed. Probably about not knowing anyone, and scared of making new friends. Unlike other people though, he didn't felt stressed. He didn't felt anything at all. That's how he was born, and he couldn't help it. He pretended to be normal around other people, but in reality, he felt empty. Always empty.
He didn't mind it, however. He didn't know at that time that how feeling real emotions would feel like, so he couldn't miss what he never had. He was still dashing towards his new school, while he quietly cursed himself under his breath. He was so occupied with himself, that he didn't notice another boy turning around the corner running like Bakura. Before Bakura could process the presence of the boy, he heard a high pitched yelp, and as a result, their heads harshly collided, both of them falling on the ground. Bakura groaned as he held his hand to his head, thinking about the worst insult he could throw at him. The other boy gasped at the sight of Bakura, and quickly jumped to his feet.
"I'm sorry! This is all my fault! I should have watched where I was going. Are you okay?"The boy asked in a guilty tone.
Bakura was just about to say a dirty curse at him, but once he opened his eyes, his mouth fell agape. Infront of him stood a literal angel. The boy had snow-white hair just as Bakura, only in a more tamed fashion. His eyes were playing in a mesmerizing emerald colour, which held worry in them. Bakura couldn't answer the beautiful creature, as he felt his body getting warm.
"Here! Let me help you up!"The earthbound angel extended his arm towards Bakura, for him to take. Bakura still stunned, shook himself out of his dazed state, and took his hand.
"Y-yeah… T-thanks…"As he touched the small hand, a greater wave of warmness struck him. And it felt so good… The boy infront of him was a saviour from his own soul's emptiness. This boy could fill it with warmness and… passion. He wanted this feeling more. He couldn't get enough of it. This boy…
"Are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?"He snapped Bakura out of his train of thought. The boy's voice turned from apologetic to small and full of worry. Bakura didn't like that.
"Y-yes! I'm absolutely fine!"He stuttered dusting himself down, with his free hand.
A giggle. The most divine voice he ever heard.
"I'm glad… I'm Ryou! Awaitsuki Ryou!"The boy smiled, shaking Bakura's hand, which he still held after helping Bakura to his feet.
"B-Bakura… Rabusikku Bakura!"He answered Ryou, shaking his hand with him. Ryou smiled again.
And then he let it go.
Bakura wanted to touch it more.
"Umm… I should really go now… See you at school Rabusikku-san!"Ryou bowed, then left.
Left Bakura alone… empty again…
But not entirely though. The warmth that this angel made him feel was still there. The stomach flipping was still there. And that emotion… The first true feeling Bakura ever felt… Love. It was still there. He wanted it to be stronger again. He wanted to feel it more. He needed it, more than anything he needed before. He wanted to have this boy, Ryou, all to himself. He was going to get him. As Bakura made up his mind, he ran after the boy keeping a safe distance between them. Ryou quickly got to the gate, and still out of breath, he ran up to someone. It was another boy, and he seemed awfully impatient for some reason. He had slightly tan skin, and fair blond hair, which looked wired together. They didn't really seem natural. Then again he had white hair. Just like his beautiful angel, Ryou. The boy's school jacket wasn't buttoned up, revealing a light purple tank top. The same colour as his eyes. Oh God, his eyes. They were sharp, shooting daggers at his Ryou. His Ryou.
"Who does this boy think he is?"Bakura glared at the new face, muttering. And then the boy started to speak on the most annoying voice he ever heard.
"What the hell took you so long?! Why do you have to be so slow?!"The boy told off Ryou, with an annoyed look.
"I'm sorry … I was in a hurry really!"Ryou answered with a voice full of guilt.
"Yeah right. Come on you baka. Let's just go. We're already running late."The shady blond said huffing, dragging Ryou behind him.
"How dare he…"Bakura growled dangerously, following the two in the school building. On most of the way Malik was scolding Ryou, shaming him, and Ryou just silently took it all. Bakura was now more than furious. Not only that boy was touching Ryou, but he was insulting him too. Right then and there Bakura quietly swore to himself (and to Ryou), that no matter what Ryou will be his.
(((Bakura∞Simulator)))
Bakura was walking down the empty corridors. It was already past five-thirty and the club activities already started. Turns out students who wanted to start clubs could prepare the summer, and request club rooms and equipment. Yesterday he talked with Daku-kun, and he still had no idea about what to do. He couldn't let that Malik guy take Ryou from him for sure. He just had to find a way to get rid of the kid for good. He had a week to do it, so he needed something quick and effective. He sighed at the thought. He came to experience another emotion today. Sadness. That's what he felt when he wasn't around his little kohai. He let his mind wander off to the moment he last touched Ryou, and in a dased moment, he hardly noticed the poke on his shoulder.
"Hey, you! Can you help me out a little here?"Said a voice loudly as Bakura was dragged back to reality.
"What do you need?"Bakura glared turning around. Behind him stood a boy slightly shorter than him. He had dark purple eyes and a ridiculously impossible hairstyle. The majority of his hair was black, and he had gold and dark purple highlights in it. His hair was shaped like a starfish which only made the boy more memorable.
"I need a little help with my scene. It'll be quick I promise! I just want one of the members to heir me, and to tell on me to the Club Leader to get me kicked out."The boy asked Bakura folding his head and putting his hands together.
"Well… I don't really have anything to do. What sort of help you want from me?"Bakura asked, not wanting to ruin his reputation on his first week of school.
"My brother forced me to stay after school, so I can practice my stupid scene. I'm playing a victim in the upcoming school play, and I need someone to be the murderer. I would ask Sahir-san to help out, but I can't find him."The teen explained."Come on in then."He said, pulling Bakura in the Drama Club. He pushed him up the stage and gave him the fakest wooden knife possible.
"Okay? What do I do?"Bakura asked swinging the prop infront of him.
"Easy. Just act like you're trying to kill me. Oh! And be as loud as possible! If Sahir-san will hear my terrible acting, he will probably tell on me, to kick me out of the club!"The boy grinned as he walked up to the opposite side of the miniature stage.
"Why are you even in this club if you hate it so much?"The whitette questioned him confused while holding up the fake knife in a threatening position.
"You know my brother, right? His name is Dhahabi Atem."
"Who doesn't know him?"Bakura said while he thought back to the dramatical entrance he made, rolling his eyes.
"Exactly."Dhahabi laughed."You see I'm his younger twin, Dhahabi Yami, sorry for the late introduction by the way. So he kind of forced me to enter his club, to be more like him, but not too much because 'there can be only one Dhahabi star actor in this school'."
"I see. So you are trying to prove that you suck, so they'll kick you out of the club."
"Exactly. Do your worst!"Yami encouraged him with a smirk. Bakura swang at him with a lazy battle cry.
"Oh no! I am being murdered!"Yami cried out in a fake scared tone."I am being violently sabbed! Man, how unexpected this was! Who knew I could have been in danger walking always at night! Oh! I hope that the Great Ammut will feed on your heart when you've done living! Oh! Blegh!"He finished his pathetic act with falling on the ground.
"That was horrible."Bakura stated.
"Why thank you, I tried."Yami stood up bowing."You were great too…?"
"Rabushikku Bakura."He introduced himself.
"Oh! So that's why you seemed so familiar! We're in the same class! Thanks for your help. I think I already hear Mahad-san storming here, due to my wonderful acting skills. See you in class then?"
"Yeah…"Bakura said as his eyes travelled down to the knife in his hand. An idea. A way to get rid of that Ishtar… Yes, maybe that could work… After all… He would do anything to make Ryou-kohai his.
"What is going on here?!"Said a deep voice bursting in the door. He had brown long hair and tan skin. He had this really strict look in his eyes, like a teacher's.
"I'm sorry Sahir-san! Did my acting disturbed you?"He smirked at the other.
"Yes! It was horrible! Your brother will not be happy about it."He shook his head in disappointment, then looking at Bakura."You're not part of the club right? Unless you want to join, leave. I'm going to have to teach Yami-kun how to articulate and express his emotions properly."Bakura nodded, not caring about the respect he got and walked out of the club. He took out his phone and looked up one contact.
Do you think that you can help me get away with murder?
Daku-kun's reply was almost instant.
Depends. If you can pay up then yes.
Do you plan to kill him?
Depends. If I can figure a way out then yes.
Good. I'm glad you decided to hurt him. Remember. If you need some support then just text me a panty shot.
Bakura put his phone back in his pocket and started to walk towards the school gates to leave the building. He had a whole weekend to think about Malik's destruction, and to gather enough information. He stopped his mind for a moment. Was it right what he was doing? If someone were to find out they would probably tell his plan to the police and what's worse, probably Ryou would find it out sooner or later. He just had to do it in total secret. Only Daku knew his plan and he doubted that he would tell anyone. He sounded like he really wanted Malik gone. Bakura got to his house in ten minutes, and he planned to start the night with horror and crime films, animes, and mangas, to learn some useful methods. He opened the door and took off his shoes.
"I'm home!"He called out. Nobody answered. he sneaked his way into the living room, but he found no one.
"Dad? Mom?"Total silence. Bakura walked around the house, but it was completely empty. He walked up to the dining table and found a handwritten letter on it.
'Welcome home Son!
I hope you had a great day at school!
Unfortunately, something came up and me and your father had to leave town, I'm not sure when we'll be back.
So look after your self, I've left some you some money for food in your room.
Now don't GO INTO the Basement just cause I'm not there.
You're not ready, not yet.
I'll call you when things settle down.
Dad and Mom
P.S. Be aware of the Kaiba family.'
Bakura put back the paper on the table, and he instantly wandered to the basement's door. He warily creaked the wooden door open. He made his way down the old tumble-down stairs. He switched the dim lamp on and an interesting sight welcomed his eyes. A wooden chair with strong ropes all over it. Next to it, there were bloodied weapons on a small table.
"Well, well, well… What's father been hiding?"Bakura cackled with a small smile.
Ryou would be his. Sooner or later he would see it his way too. He just needed some time, but don't all relationships?
I hope you liked it! This was really fun to write, and I'm looking forward to continuing it!
R&R, please!