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Yami Bakura would be mine. ^_^
This is Yaoi and is boyxboy love.
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I TOO HAVE A HEART
(Yami Bakura's point of view)
My eyes snap open. I can taste a hint of blood in the air. I rise sluggishly from my bed, sheet tangled around me as I swat them aside. What the hell's going on? I run a hand through my hair, stare around my soul room in dazed confusion. I pat my body in various spots, looking for a wound but I'm not injured. A sudden chill makes its way down my spine. I don't know what prompted me to go but I did. I appeared in a dazzling display of golden light right before him. The blood...it was everywhere. My aibou's clothes were stained dark crimson, a knife sticking from his chest. I was too shocked and too appaled to move. What had I done? Was it my fault? Did I push him into commiting suicide? I bend down, kneeling beside him. Even like this, he's beautiful. Why did I have to be so fucking weak?! I always accused my aibou of it when in reality, it was me. I was scared of my own feelings for him, those feelings that had grown over the time I met him.
I cease breathing for several seconds, hearing a shudder escaped his lips. I hastily inspect his body. The knife hadn't pierced his heart! I gather him in my arms, at loss. What do I do? I hold him closer, craddling my aibou's head against my shoulder. It was my fault! I don't know if I can live with myself for doing this to him. I brought him to the edge... I reach for the phone, a contraption Ryou forced me to learn to use. I quickly press one on the speed dial. I calm my breathing to normal.
"Moshi Moshi?" comes a tired voice on the other end.
"....Yugi?" I ask uncertainly.
"Yami Bakura? Is that you? Whats wrong?"
"It..its Ryou. He's..he's stabbed himself Yugi and I dont know....what to do."
"HE WHAT?!! Hold on, I'll call an ambulance and be right over."
I hear the click from the other end. I hate admitting that I'm helpless at this moment. I brush aside a lock of snow white hair, admiring my aibou's features. Even as he lay here in my arms, blood pouring tepidly from the wound in his chest, he's so beautiful. Why did I have to keep pushing him and his sanity? How many bruises and scars does he have inflicted from me? A watery substance stings my eyes. What is it? I bring one hand from my aibou to touch my cheeks, twin trails of salty tears coursing. How long has it been since I cried? Was I a chibi in Egypt? Chibi..I was never a child. I was never given the chance to grow up.
(Flashback)
A man struck a young boy, no older than five. The boy cringed, curling into himself, white hair framing the tear-streaked face. Big brown eyes were wide with fright. The toe of the man's boot painfully dug into the small side, a rib cracking from under the force. The man grabbed the boy's hair, pulling him to his face. "Your a weak fool, Bakura!! Stop crying!!" He smacked the white haired innocent's jaw, sending him keeling into the mud, rain pouring steadily from the darkened heavens above. "Pathetic," the man sneered as Bakura wiped blood from his mouth, tears mingling with the rain.
(End of Flashback)
I touch my side, where the rib mended crooked. That was the night..the night when I was abandoned. My father decided I wasn't worth his time, that I was too weak and fragile to raise. That was the night I buried myself into the realm of shadow. I was taken in by a band of thieves and murderers and raised as a trained killer. I spent the greater part of my childhood robbing tombs. In a way, I'm grateful I was sealed inside the Sennen Ring. I was taken from that hell and brought to heaven.
I nimbly allow the people to take my aibou from my arms, the limbs falling lifelessly aside. I'm vaguely aware of being taken outside and ushered into a car. I don't remember much of the ride until we reached the hospital. Yugi and his yami are beside me, gazing at me. I'm not sure but I think that Joey whispered that I was a cold hearted bastard. Any other time, the blonde would be dead but I barely have the strength to walk. I collapse into a plush chair in the waiting room, leaning my head against the wall behind me. My little light is in a room, alone. I'm conciously able to feel his pain and I cut the link, closing my side. Gods, Ryou, why the hell did you do that?! Why didn't you ever fight me back?! Why did you take it?! Why did I...why did I do it? Was it because you reminded me too much of myself? Aren't we the same, two halves of one soul and yet we're so different. Your all the postive aspects of life and I'm all the horrible things. I was wrong Ryou. I don't deserve to have you.
(Flashback)
"I'm Ryou," a heavily British accented fourteen year-old greeted another boy, an almost exact replica of himself. He couldn't believe his eyes, this boy had appeared from out of nowhere! Seemingly...from his Sennen Ring. Ryou tilted his head to the side as he examined the boy in front of him only to be met with a fist. He fell hard on his back, eyes tearing.
"Don't ever look me in the eye, slave! I'm your master and you will call me such! Do I make myself clear??!" the yami barked, punching the fair haired boy again. "Never talk to me unless your spoken to!" The boy nodded slowly, too petrified to wipe the blood trickling from his busted lip. "Good," the yami smirked.
(End Flashback)
He was only being friendly, a trait that no matter how violent I am to him, he doesn't lose. He loves everyone and as weak as he is.....that time I was sealed inside the Shadow Realm. You decided to risk your own life to save people who weren't even close to you. If it wasn't for the pharoah...you would have been in my place. I hated you for that. I hated you for defying me. That was why when I came back...my beatings increased. I began to feel something for you, though I wasn't excatly sure what. Do I now? No. These emotions swimming in my stomach. I know I feel fear right now and anxiouness but there's something deeper.
I'm being led down a hallway. The others, besides Yugi, are left staring after us in curious surprise. Only Pharaoh isn't. We come to a door and I sense Ryou inside. Yugi steps in reverse and motions for me to go inside. I nod listlessly, the boy shutting the door carefully. There he is. He's bandaged and...all of those bruises! I inflicted those! I hurt him! I caused him to stab himself! I cross the room and sit on the side of the bed, gazing at my aibou. He's so pale and yet so angelic. I lean forward, lips brushing against his. I'm rewarded with a soft purr from the little one and I'm glad that he's alive. I think I heard the person who patched him say that it wasn't too deep and had missed the main arteries. I bring my lips to the tip of his nose, another murmur of a purr escaping Ryou's lips. I smile, pleased that...I'm not bringing him pain for once in the time I've known him. I travel to his forehead and then journey once again to his lips. So soft...like rose petals. I never imagined he could feel so good. Arms wrap around my neck, drawing me closer, lips pressing nervously against mine. My eyes flare open and I see a groggy Ryou regarding me with warm eyes.
I immediately let go of my aibou, fingers against my lips. He..he's awake. AWAKE! In a rush of emotions I allow a few traitorous tears to pass. There's no hate in the chocolate eyes, no anger, no resentment or contempt. Ryou's hand moves and grabs hold of mine. His fingers entertwine with mine and I follow his show of affection. I never figured I'd be doing this with my aibou. As much as I tried to hate him in the past, as much as I vented my emotional frustrations onto him in the guise of anger....as much as I was scared. All of that is thrown to the wayside. My aibou is alive and breathing. He squeezes my hand, drawing me closer.
He pauses for a few seconds and then, in a shaky whisper he says. "Yami..I'm so sorry for being weak. You should have gotten rid of me and found a new-"
I cut him off with a tender kiss. "I dont want any other." I'm not used to consoling another and this is going to make me seem weak but I care too much for my aibou. I'm not hiding anymore. I'm not going to deny it. "Ryou..." he stares at me bug-eyed, pure shock written upon his features. "I'm the one who's sorry. I was stupid to have hurt you like I did. I never should have beat you. I never should have drove you to...to what you almost did!" I yell the last. My light flinches and I lower my voice to a gentle whisper. "What were you thinking?" He advoids meeting my eyes. I sigh and stroke his cheek. "Ryou, didn't you even consider your father or you friends?"
"What about you...Yami?" he asks.
I chuckle, the sound odd. "I would have been very sad. I would have missed you."
"R..really?"
"Really. Ryou..." Our faces are merely a breath away. There's so much I want to tell him. I want to tell him that..that I love him and I need him. That if I lost him...I'd lose myself. I..I can't tell him. I just can't. I do want to. I want him to know that he means much to me.
"I know..Yami. You dont have to say it." There's a twinge of remorse in his voice. "I love you too Yami." I feel my heart tighten from under the sheer magnitude of those five words. He loves me! Even after all of the pain, he cares for me the same way I care for him. There is one thing I can do to make sure that my aibou..my koi...knows. We kiss and the seal is made.
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Thanks again for reviewing.
Would you all like me to continue or should I stop it here?
This is Yaoi and is boyxboy love.
Please read and review minna!
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REVIEWING! ^_^
I TOO HAVE A HEART
(Yami Bakura's point of view)
My eyes snap open. I can taste a hint of blood in the air. I rise sluggishly from my bed, sheet tangled around me as I swat them aside. What the hell's going on? I run a hand through my hair, stare around my soul room in dazed confusion. I pat my body in various spots, looking for a wound but I'm not injured. A sudden chill makes its way down my spine. I don't know what prompted me to go but I did. I appeared in a dazzling display of golden light right before him. The blood...it was everywhere. My aibou's clothes were stained dark crimson, a knife sticking from his chest. I was too shocked and too appaled to move. What had I done? Was it my fault? Did I push him into commiting suicide? I bend down, kneeling beside him. Even like this, he's beautiful. Why did I have to be so fucking weak?! I always accused my aibou of it when in reality, it was me. I was scared of my own feelings for him, those feelings that had grown over the time I met him.
I cease breathing for several seconds, hearing a shudder escaped his lips. I hastily inspect his body. The knife hadn't pierced his heart! I gather him in my arms, at loss. What do I do? I hold him closer, craddling my aibou's head against my shoulder. It was my fault! I don't know if I can live with myself for doing this to him. I brought him to the edge... I reach for the phone, a contraption Ryou forced me to learn to use. I quickly press one on the speed dial. I calm my breathing to normal.
"Moshi Moshi?" comes a tired voice on the other end.
"....Yugi?" I ask uncertainly.
"Yami Bakura? Is that you? Whats wrong?"
"It..its Ryou. He's..he's stabbed himself Yugi and I dont know....what to do."
"HE WHAT?!! Hold on, I'll call an ambulance and be right over."
I hear the click from the other end. I hate admitting that I'm helpless at this moment. I brush aside a lock of snow white hair, admiring my aibou's features. Even as he lay here in my arms, blood pouring tepidly from the wound in his chest, he's so beautiful. Why did I have to keep pushing him and his sanity? How many bruises and scars does he have inflicted from me? A watery substance stings my eyes. What is it? I bring one hand from my aibou to touch my cheeks, twin trails of salty tears coursing. How long has it been since I cried? Was I a chibi in Egypt? Chibi..I was never a child. I was never given the chance to grow up.
(Flashback)
A man struck a young boy, no older than five. The boy cringed, curling into himself, white hair framing the tear-streaked face. Big brown eyes were wide with fright. The toe of the man's boot painfully dug into the small side, a rib cracking from under the force. The man grabbed the boy's hair, pulling him to his face. "Your a weak fool, Bakura!! Stop crying!!" He smacked the white haired innocent's jaw, sending him keeling into the mud, rain pouring steadily from the darkened heavens above. "Pathetic," the man sneered as Bakura wiped blood from his mouth, tears mingling with the rain.
(End of Flashback)
I touch my side, where the rib mended crooked. That was the night..the night when I was abandoned. My father decided I wasn't worth his time, that I was too weak and fragile to raise. That was the night I buried myself into the realm of shadow. I was taken in by a band of thieves and murderers and raised as a trained killer. I spent the greater part of my childhood robbing tombs. In a way, I'm grateful I was sealed inside the Sennen Ring. I was taken from that hell and brought to heaven.
I nimbly allow the people to take my aibou from my arms, the limbs falling lifelessly aside. I'm vaguely aware of being taken outside and ushered into a car. I don't remember much of the ride until we reached the hospital. Yugi and his yami are beside me, gazing at me. I'm not sure but I think that Joey whispered that I was a cold hearted bastard. Any other time, the blonde would be dead but I barely have the strength to walk. I collapse into a plush chair in the waiting room, leaning my head against the wall behind me. My little light is in a room, alone. I'm conciously able to feel his pain and I cut the link, closing my side. Gods, Ryou, why the hell did you do that?! Why didn't you ever fight me back?! Why did you take it?! Why did I...why did I do it? Was it because you reminded me too much of myself? Aren't we the same, two halves of one soul and yet we're so different. Your all the postive aspects of life and I'm all the horrible things. I was wrong Ryou. I don't deserve to have you.
(Flashback)
"I'm Ryou," a heavily British accented fourteen year-old greeted another boy, an almost exact replica of himself. He couldn't believe his eyes, this boy had appeared from out of nowhere! Seemingly...from his Sennen Ring. Ryou tilted his head to the side as he examined the boy in front of him only to be met with a fist. He fell hard on his back, eyes tearing.
"Don't ever look me in the eye, slave! I'm your master and you will call me such! Do I make myself clear??!" the yami barked, punching the fair haired boy again. "Never talk to me unless your spoken to!" The boy nodded slowly, too petrified to wipe the blood trickling from his busted lip. "Good," the yami smirked.
(End Flashback)
He was only being friendly, a trait that no matter how violent I am to him, he doesn't lose. He loves everyone and as weak as he is.....that time I was sealed inside the Shadow Realm. You decided to risk your own life to save people who weren't even close to you. If it wasn't for the pharoah...you would have been in my place. I hated you for that. I hated you for defying me. That was why when I came back...my beatings increased. I began to feel something for you, though I wasn't excatly sure what. Do I now? No. These emotions swimming in my stomach. I know I feel fear right now and anxiouness but there's something deeper.
I'm being led down a hallway. The others, besides Yugi, are left staring after us in curious surprise. Only Pharaoh isn't. We come to a door and I sense Ryou inside. Yugi steps in reverse and motions for me to go inside. I nod listlessly, the boy shutting the door carefully. There he is. He's bandaged and...all of those bruises! I inflicted those! I hurt him! I caused him to stab himself! I cross the room and sit on the side of the bed, gazing at my aibou. He's so pale and yet so angelic. I lean forward, lips brushing against his. I'm rewarded with a soft purr from the little one and I'm glad that he's alive. I think I heard the person who patched him say that it wasn't too deep and had missed the main arteries. I bring my lips to the tip of his nose, another murmur of a purr escaping Ryou's lips. I smile, pleased that...I'm not bringing him pain for once in the time I've known him. I travel to his forehead and then journey once again to his lips. So soft...like rose petals. I never imagined he could feel so good. Arms wrap around my neck, drawing me closer, lips pressing nervously against mine. My eyes flare open and I see a groggy Ryou regarding me with warm eyes.
I immediately let go of my aibou, fingers against my lips. He..he's awake. AWAKE! In a rush of emotions I allow a few traitorous tears to pass. There's no hate in the chocolate eyes, no anger, no resentment or contempt. Ryou's hand moves and grabs hold of mine. His fingers entertwine with mine and I follow his show of affection. I never figured I'd be doing this with my aibou. As much as I tried to hate him in the past, as much as I vented my emotional frustrations onto him in the guise of anger....as much as I was scared. All of that is thrown to the wayside. My aibou is alive and breathing. He squeezes my hand, drawing me closer.
He pauses for a few seconds and then, in a shaky whisper he says. "Yami..I'm so sorry for being weak. You should have gotten rid of me and found a new-"
I cut him off with a tender kiss. "I dont want any other." I'm not used to consoling another and this is going to make me seem weak but I care too much for my aibou. I'm not hiding anymore. I'm not going to deny it. "Ryou..." he stares at me bug-eyed, pure shock written upon his features. "I'm the one who's sorry. I was stupid to have hurt you like I did. I never should have beat you. I never should have drove you to...to what you almost did!" I yell the last. My light flinches and I lower my voice to a gentle whisper. "What were you thinking?" He advoids meeting my eyes. I sigh and stroke his cheek. "Ryou, didn't you even consider your father or you friends?"
"What about you...Yami?" he asks.
I chuckle, the sound odd. "I would have been very sad. I would have missed you."
"R..really?"
"Really. Ryou..." Our faces are merely a breath away. There's so much I want to tell him. I want to tell him that..that I love him and I need him. That if I lost him...I'd lose myself. I..I can't tell him. I just can't. I do want to. I want him to know that he means much to me.
"I know..Yami. You dont have to say it." There's a twinge of remorse in his voice. "I love you too Yami." I feel my heart tighten from under the sheer magnitude of those five words. He loves me! Even after all of the pain, he cares for me the same way I care for him. There is one thing I can do to make sure that my aibou..my koi...knows. We kiss and the seal is made.
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Would you all like me to continue or should I stop it here?