Ryou walked through the silent house, alert, somewhere his yami was waiting and they needed to talk.
His head jerked back as somebody roughly grabbed a fist-full of his hair. His yami pulled him close, his hand stroking Ryou's cheek softly, full of malice. "Hello, Ryou how was your day?" Gods thought Ryou that voice, so cruel and cold sent shivers through him, whether of fear or arousal he didn't know.
Bakura slammed him up against the wall, hand around his throat cutting off his air "Sweet little Ryou, did you break, did you tell them everything?" Ryou struggled to answer, he had learned that silence would earn him more pain. "Hmm, did you?" He traced a long slender finger down Ryou's cheek digging his nail in slightly. Ryou winced; the nail was sharp.
"Weakling!" he snarled, punching Ryou in the stomach. Ryou whimpered sliding down the wall. He was starting to feel the familiar edge of unconsciousness creeping up on him.
One final vicious kick to the head sent him spiraling into the darkness.
***
Yami rushed up to Ryou's front door. It was night now, the darkness making it hard to see but also making the fact that something was wrong very clear. If everything was alright then there'd be a flickering light behind the living room curtains, because Ryou was accustomed to lighting a fire on cold nights and curling up on the couch to read.
But the inside and outside of the house was dark and Yugi, who had come up behind Yami just minutes before, was having trouble getting the key into the lock. "Here aibou, let me." said yami taking the key from Yugi and slipping it easily into the lock. As soon as the door was open Yugi ran in past Yami and promptly tripped over Ryou.
LS: Sorry but I had to make him get hurt. The fic wouldn't work without it, well it might have but to tell the truth I like writing the violence. Sorry.
Rachel: You can stop apologizing now, it's annoying.
LS: Okay. Review, please.
His head jerked back as somebody roughly grabbed a fist-full of his hair. His yami pulled him close, his hand stroking Ryou's cheek softly, full of malice. "Hello, Ryou how was your day?" Gods thought Ryou that voice, so cruel and cold sent shivers through him, whether of fear or arousal he didn't know.
Bakura slammed him up against the wall, hand around his throat cutting off his air "Sweet little Ryou, did you break, did you tell them everything?" Ryou struggled to answer, he had learned that silence would earn him more pain. "Hmm, did you?" He traced a long slender finger down Ryou's cheek digging his nail in slightly. Ryou winced; the nail was sharp.
"Weakling!" he snarled, punching Ryou in the stomach. Ryou whimpered sliding down the wall. He was starting to feel the familiar edge of unconsciousness creeping up on him.
One final vicious kick to the head sent him spiraling into the darkness.
***
Yami rushed up to Ryou's front door. It was night now, the darkness making it hard to see but also making the fact that something was wrong very clear. If everything was alright then there'd be a flickering light behind the living room curtains, because Ryou was accustomed to lighting a fire on cold nights and curling up on the couch to read.
But the inside and outside of the house was dark and Yugi, who had come up behind Yami just minutes before, was having trouble getting the key into the lock. "Here aibou, let me." said yami taking the key from Yugi and slipping it easily into the lock. As soon as the door was open Yugi ran in past Yami and promptly tripped over Ryou.
LS: Sorry but I had to make him get hurt. The fic wouldn't work without it, well it might have but to tell the truth I like writing the violence. Sorry.
Rachel: You can stop apologizing now, it's annoying.
LS: Okay. Review, please.