Yami Ryuu, Shiro Tenshi
Chapter 6-
Meeting Akutenshi
Seto's POV:
Ryou and I were working on homework. Geometry, it was so effortless. Ok, it could come from my experience working with super high-tech computers, but hey, I could brag about something, right?
You know, I have yet to find out when I started calling him Ryou, even in my thoughts. It just... came naturally. I mean, who would call their koibito by their surname?
"Koibito..." I whispered inaudibly amongst equation calculating. That word, koibito. My lover. I seriously never thought that word would ever leave my lips, let alone addressing the innocent boy sidled up against me, leaning against my body for his own support with a small smile on his face and a sigh leaving his beautiful lips.
Anyways, I went downstairs to get something to drink. I hadn't realized how late it was. Mokuba had already gone to bed.
I set down my glass of water and headed back upstairs. Stopping at his door, I opened it and stepped inside. He was asleep, sprawled out comfortably. I laughed quietly and covered him with his blanket. He looked so cute, but he was getting older and I had hardly noticed.
I opened the door to my room. But Ryou wasn't there, but yet he was. A liminal moment where time stood still.
"Who are you?" I asked the one who looked like my Ryou, but yet wasn't.
"Who am I?" He asked with a cynical laugh that made me shiver. "Why, I am Bakura Ryou. Just, the half of him you didn't know."
I never thought I'd change my opinion again
But you moved me in a way that I've never known
You moved me in a way that I've never known
"You're the one called Yami no Bakura?"
"Yes." He affirmed with a curt nod and a malicious smirk.
But straight away you just moved me into position again
You abused me in a way that I've never known
You abused me in a way that I've never known
"What do you want?" Adrenaline rushed through my veins, acuting my senses. I could hear him breathing, and I swear, his heart beating rapidly.
His answer came swiftly. "I want you, Kaiba Seto."
So break me shake me hate me take me over
When the madness stops then you will be alone
Just break me shake me hate me take me over
When the madness stops then you will be alone
He laughed again, a glint in his eye told of a ravenous desire. A sick one. "I want your soul, your mind. I want your body." He pointed his finger at me, and, Kami-sama knows, it scared me.
So you're the kind who deals with games in the mind
Well you confuse me in a way that I've never known
You confuse me in a way that I've never known
I tensed up, ready for a fight. But before I knew how to react, he reached up and touched my face softly. I felt myself sink into a state of something like paralyses from shock. He gave me one more malevolent smirk before he pressed his lips against mine...
So break me shake me hate me take me over
When the madness stops then you will be alone
Just break me shake me hate me take me over
When the madness stops then you will be alone
His hand slid up my inner leg, up to where it connected with my body as he started groping me. I wanted to stop it, but couldn't. Kami-sama, the sensual pleasure gained. I felt his tongue force its way into my mouth, running against my teeth, shoving itself down my throat.
No... I pleaded, only to be answered with Yes. I couldn't stop any of it, he had taken me over.
She says "I can help you but what do you say?"
But it's not free baby you'll have to pay
You just keep me contemplating that your soul is slowly fading
I won't be a slave, especially to him! I refuse! Some still-functioning part of my mind screamed.
Resistance is futile! A powerful voice from within my head seemed to shout.
I felt myself fading. Ryou, I'm sorry... Warm tears started to fall down my cheeks.
God, don't you know I live with a ton of regret?
Cause I used to move you in a way that you've never known
But then I accused you in a way that you've never known
But you hurt me in a way that I've never known
NO! In a burst of willpower, I gained control of myself again. One of his hands were cuffed around the back of my neck, and the other, the one that had been groping me, was at my waist, about to go up my shirt or down my pants, I don't know which. It was probably the latter of the two.
Break me shake me hate me take me over
When the madness stops then you will be alone
So won't you break me shake me hate me take me over
When the madness stops then you will be alone
I pushed him away from me, exasperated and disgusted. Needless to say, he was surprised. A look of rage came upon his face.
But this time, I was the one who was grinning. "Too bad," I laughed briefly, "lost yourself a sex slave."
"Damn you, Kaiba."
"Need I count how many people have already said that?"
"I'll kill him." His words cut through me like the blade of a knife.
Listen baby
You'll be, you'll be alone
"What?" I snapped. What did he mean? He couldn't kill Ryou without losing himself, could he? They were interconnected somehow, weren't they?
"You heard me. I'll kill him, I'll kill the weakling. Then you'll have no one, no one at all!" He laughed, this time harsher and more dangerous. There was an edge of pure insanity in it. He was mad, psychotic.
Break me shake me hate me take me over
Fake me break me shake me hate me take me
Break me
I was going to attack him, just to get him to shut up. But a glow came from his chest and he fell limp, as if he had suddenly dropped dead. Running to his crumpled body, I found that, yes, it was my Ryou laying here unconscious.
I reached down the collar of his shirt and withdrew the Millennium Ring, then unfastened it. Then, in a violent fit, I threw it against the wall. It made a satisfying clatter as drywall flakes off.
Then, I gathered Ryou, my Ryou, one of only two I love, in my arms and pressed his face against my chest.
"He won't get you." Came the whispered promise. "He won't. He'll have to kill me first. I promise."
I picked him up and brought him to my bed. I was tired, so I just fell right next to him. I didn't care where I slept, or at this point who with, as long as I could sleep.
Ryou's POV
The first thing I noticed was that it was cold. I lifted my head and could see out my window. The moon was low on the horizon, but the sun had not yet come up. It wasn't my room either.
The last thing I remembered was Seto going downstairs and... Yami Bakura. What did he do? All my thoughts were groggy and swimming around in my head.
I was in Seto's room, but too tired to care. I reached behind me to find a blanket, given I was on top of the sheets, but felt a person instead.
I sat slightly and turned, seeing Seto lying beside me, asleep. Both of us were fully clothed, so that meant Yami Bakura hadn't done anything too irrational. At least, I hoped.
Must just be a dream. I told myself, lying back down. Yeah, a dream. Whether dream or not, I currently didn't care either way. I just curled up against Seto's chest. If this was a dream, then it wouldn't matter; if it was real, he wouldn't mind.
He feels so warm. I fell back asleep.
Waking up the next morning, I found that I was still in Seto's room. Still not a dream. Ryou, you confuse reality and fantasy too often.
I turned over and saw Seto changing.
"Ah!" I put a pillow over my face out of modesty.
He looked over at me. "Come on, it's not like it's something you haven't seen before." He started pulling up his pants.
"Well, I haven't on you particularly..." I sat up.
He zipped his pants and pulled a shirt on. His clothes he slept in were lying at his feet. He grabbed his coat off the wall, where he had hung it the night before. "Well, your other self seemed to be rather interested in my body."
I stopped in mid-yawn. "Yami Bakura? He actually tried to-" So much for nothing irrational.
"Yeah. I felt slightly violated. Slightly being a large understatement."
"I-I'm sorry."
He walked over and draped himself over me, pushing me back down onto the bed- though not forcefully. I felt his weight on top me. He smiled and kissed my lips, but only briefly. "It's not your fault. He's not you, you are who you are, and he is himself. Light and dark, Shiro Tenshi and Akutenshi."
"A white angel and an evil angel? You think of me as an angel?" I smirked. "Isn't that just a little too poetic?"
"Yes to the first part. And no, I don't think of you as one, you are an angel." He lifted himself off of me and walked to the door.
I back sat up, and then felt the weight, or lack thereof, on my chest. "W-where is the Ring?"
He pointed behind himself to the far wall. There was a dent in it, and below the dent was the Ring.
"Oh, you threw it." It must have been hard, seeing the dent in the wall...
"Yes, I did." He walked out the door.
I got up and grabbed the Ring. It seemed to call to me, not with words, but some other mystical way. Like sometimes when you walk into a room with a TV on. You swear you can hear some high-pitched noise, but no one else can. And you're not sure you can, but there's some feeling on the back of your neck.
Then, I went to my room and changed. It was Sunday, right...? Yeah, Sunday. I changed my shirt and sweater, and then pants and underwear. I looked into the mirror and saw Yami Bakura, Akutenshi.
"What do you want now?" I asked fearfully. Why he appeared in the mirror, I don't know, but he may still hurt me.
"Kaiba Seto is mine. He belongs to me. Leave him alone, I will take him. It is fated."
"What, so he can become another obsession of yours? I won't let you do that to him!"
"You have no choice, weakling. I control you, I am you. Doesn't that hurt? I am a part of you, your other side. I am you." He laughed at my misery and pain of knowing that what he said was true.
He's not you, you are who you are, and he is himself.
"No, I am myself! Damn you!"
He just kept laughing.
"Hey, you're the one in the mirror, not me." I turned and walked away, his laughter in my head. Fated, yeah right.
I walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Grabbing some cereal and milk, a bowl, and a spoon, I sat at the table. Seto was already eating. I poured myself some cereal and ate.
Mokuba-kun yawned as he walked downstairs. "So, you two had a rough night?" He asked, walking past me.
"Huh?" I asked.
"I heard some yelling, then something being thrown against the wall. Y-you two didn't have a fight, did you?"
Seto reached over to his brother. "No, we didn't. It's a long story."
"Tell me."
Seto shook his head and groaned. "Curiosity's going to get you some day. Plus, it's not mine to tell, really, without Ryou's permission."
He called me Ryou. Again, I ask, when did he start? When did all of this start? Back when he professed, I bet. Yes, he called me Ryou then. But no one had called me that except my kaa-san and... tou-san.
Mokuba-kun looked at me. I nodded. "Mokuba-kun, you know how Yuugi-kun has his other form, the one who comes out when he duels?"
"Yeah, Yami no Yuugi. The spirit of the pharaoh."
"Well, I have one too. Except, mine is evil and cruel. He hates everyone and laughs at pain."
Seto picked it up from there. "I had an encounter with him last night, and, well..."
"You two fought. You and Yami no Bakura-kun." Mokuba-kun still called me Bakura-kun. Understandable, from the difference in relations.
"Yes, in a sense."
Mokuba-kun nodded. "Ok, I have a feeling that's all you really want me to know, right?"
Seto and I both nodded.
Mokuba-kun was so mature, despite his age. Seto should be proud of him, I know I am. "But, I don't see how you can have another self so violently different from you, Bakura-kun." He looked at me.
"Well, I don't know either. But, everyone has a dark side, just that some people's are more defined."
Mou hitori no boku... he was the most defined dark side ever. Evil angel countering the white angel, as Seto had so put it.
Song of the Chapter:
As Long As You Love Me
Back Street Boys
Although loneliness has always been a friend on mine
I'm leaving my life in your hands
People say I'm crazy and that I am blind
Risking it all in a glance
How you got me blind is still a mystery
I can't get you out of my head
Don't care what is written in you history
As long as you're here with me
I don't care who you are
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me
Who you are
Where you're from
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me
Every little thing that you have said and done
Feels like it's deep within me
Doesn't really matter if you're on the run
It seems like we're meant to be
I don't care who you are
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me
Who you are
Where you're from
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me
I've tried to hide it so that no one knows
But I guess it shows
When I look into your eyes
What you did and where you're coming from
I don't care, as long as you love me, baby
I don't care who you are
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me
Who you are
Where you're from
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me
**nearly falls asleep** Ok, I'm revising this chapter and the previous at the same time, and I gotta go in and add all the Ryou's-family facts and stuff... poor Ryou-chan... he's just so hurt-able!