Faint
AN: Thanks for the reviews and sorry this chap is short lol RnR
Faint
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I can't feel the way I did before
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Ryou sighed and held Maliks hand in his own as he watched the blond sleep a deep sleep one in which he knew he was safe from both the yamis who had caused him such pain. The white haired youth sobbed a little as he leaned over Malik and planted a gentle kiss on his forehead.
"I'm so sorry" He shook his head.
"I was in love with Bakura once so I know the pain, he just never took advantage of me like he did you. But ever since I have never allowed myself to love from fear of being rejected in such a cruel way as Bakura had done to me"
The room was silent other then the pleasing sound of the machines that echoed Malik's life and his broken hearts beats. Beats that also echoed the pain the young teen felt so many times in his life from so many people. Here Ryou was slowly falling in love with a slowly dying fellow Hikari.
Ryou had always had a tiny crush on Malik but now he was starting to fall for the poor soul not from pity but deep down he knew they could make it work out and save each other from the pain they felt. Pain of different types but pain all the same.
"H..How could I let myself love again? After last time." He bowed his head in remembrance.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Flash back~
A loud smash echoed all over the small house as another one followed it. The sunsets pure beams of gold flooded in the half curtained windows as shadows danced within the room as if the on coming night was a blissful music.
The wall dripped with water and the carpet darkened from where the broken and smashed glass lay in a spiked crown of shimmer. Ryou shivered but not from the cold but from the fear that gripped his heart as his yami stood over him with a snarl.
"P..P.please ..d..don't" Ryou begged as his yami kneeled down to his shaking form.
Bakura snarled again and clutched a knife at his side, he brought it up to his Hikari's face and lightly traced it up his neck. Ryou would have gulped if it hadn't been from the fear of being sliced open by the sharp point of the blade.
"Listen" He hissed grabbing his hikari's hair and pulling him closer.
Ryou squealed from the shook of being manhandled in such a spiteful way but at least Bakura was no longer pressing the blade to his neck and he could breath without fear of it being the last breath he ever took.
"How DARE you give ME pity!" He snapped and yanked the mortals hair harder earning another squeal from the boy.
"I..It's not pity Bakura! Its love" Ryou sighed softly as he felt his yami let go of his hair a little.
"Well I don't want your love! It's defective just like you!" Bakura picked up his hikari and shoved him into wall and watched as the small angel like boy slid down the wall and landed in the crown of glass.
"And you'd better get those cuts seen to they look nasty" Bakura smirked.
Ryou watched with a heavy heart as the spirit of the ring left without anything other then a nightmarish laugh that sent his soul into the pits of despair. He moved his hand to his side as he felt a sharp stinging and a slight dizziness overtake him. He brought a moist hand to his face and gasped as he saw blood all over his pale skin along with a few tiny shards of glass.
A little later Ryou was at the hospital after having a few stitches and being cleaned up he sat on the bed swinging his legs a little as the doctor sat beside him. He looked at the floor with half lidded eyes as the doctor, a kind man, asked him questions.
"So Ryou how did this accident happen?"
"Oh I fell that's all" He fake smiled.
"I see" The doctor wasn't buying it.
"Well if you have any more problems come straight here and ask for Dr. Ling and I'll see to right away" he nodded at the teen and left.
Ryou sobbed and put his hands over his eyes as thoughts of what Bakura had done to him flooded his mind. How could he love such an evil bastard? How? And why? 'Your so stupid Ryou' he cursed himself as he sobbed harder.
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Don't turn your back on me
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(sill flash back)
Ryou winced as he walked down the street his side hurting more and more with each painful step back to the house he lived in. Sure he lived in it but it just didn't feel like home any more especially when his dad was away. Or when Bakura was lurking in the shadows ready to degrade him and rid his confidence away.
He opened the door and shut it quietly behind him, he almost jumped out of his skin as he turned to be face to face with his yami who didn't look to happy or sober. Bakura grabbed the boy and pushed him back onto the wall and kissed him roughly.
Ryou blinked and shoved his yami back when he felt the spirit putting his hand down his jeans in such a tasteless way. No way was Ryou going to lose his innocence to a drunken tomb robber even if he loved him he knew it wouldn't mean any thing. And deep down Ryou knew it never would.
He was like a toy to this being a mere plaything at his disposal. Bakura frowned when he felt his hikari push him back and watched with annoyance as the teen ran up the stairs sobbing. Bakura ran up after him and grabbed the teens foot from under him and this resulted in a yelp as he fell onto the stairs.
Ryou screamed out in pain as he felt a pain in his ribs and his side that had already felt the wrath of Bakura that night. He dragged the boy up the stairs and to his room where he promptly hurled him with little concern or care.
"So you don't fucking want me now eh?" He slurred.
"Well you little whore you can stay in here and rot!"
Bakura slammed the door and placed a near by chair at the door so the small Hikari could not open in. Ryou panicked and he banged on the shut door and tried to call out to his yami but it really was a waste of his effort.
Two days he had been locked in there. Two days of hearing his yami being drunken and fucking the brains out of someone else. It was so much pain in every respect. He had put on a cheerful front when Tristan and Joey had come over after dragging a passed out Bakura back and had let him out.
"So the chair fell over and it got stuck yeah?" Joey asked with a raised eyebrow as he gave Tristan a 'yeah right' look.
"Yes I'm terribly clumsy" Ryou smiled softly.
"Well at least your ok now" Tristan noted.
-- end of flash back -
Ryou pulled his T-shirt up with his free hand and sighed as he saw the scar forever imbedded in his pale flesh from his yami's lack of care for him. He sighed and wondered what was happening outside surly Yami had won and the spirit had backed off right?
Joey was busy in the lobby ringing Isis and co to tell them about Malik's state and not to worry. Worrying was what they all needed to do as things got far worse then ever.
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Back in the ally Yami had given up all hope of getting free of the bounds in which the white haired devil had placed upon him and the thing that bruised Yami's ego the most was the fact Bakura knew it. Bakura shuffled his deck and glanced over to the fallen ruler from where he leaned on the discoloured ally wall.
"So, how does it feel to be at the mercy of others? Hmmm?" Bakura smirked and pulled a card from his deck and traced the words with his fingertip.
"You won't get away with this!" Yami hissed.
"Oh please! Can it with the clichés! I'm not here to listen to your self righteous act" The white haired demon snorted and walked over to the tri haired spirit.
"I have found a perfect demise for your sweet little hikari" He smiled and showed Yami the card he was toying with.
"NO!" Yami cried out as he saw the green card.
"Awww come now 'mighty' Pharaoh every one has a ... Change Of Heart once in awhile"
Yami sighed and looked down at the floor not being able to stand the mocking look that burned deep within the disrespectful grave robber's eyes that stood before him. This was hopeless, he had failed badly in many ways. He failed himself and his hikari.
"When you kill your own hikari I'll be sure to dismantle that blasted puzzle this is pay back for trapping me in this Ra awful ring" Bakura smirked and twirled around giggling as he heard Yami grunt from getting a face full of spiky silver hair.
"Coward" Yami mumbled.
"Coward did you say? As a tomb robber one needs to know when to run, it's called strategy maybe you and your friend.. Joey will learn that the hard way" The ring bearer grinned.
"Curse you!"
"Hmmm I wonder how Marik's doing." Bakura mused ignoring Yami.
~ TBC..~
AN: Thanks for the reviews and sorry this chap is short lol RnR
Faint
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I can't feel the way I did before
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Ryou sighed and held Maliks hand in his own as he watched the blond sleep a deep sleep one in which he knew he was safe from both the yamis who had caused him such pain. The white haired youth sobbed a little as he leaned over Malik and planted a gentle kiss on his forehead.
"I'm so sorry" He shook his head.
"I was in love with Bakura once so I know the pain, he just never took advantage of me like he did you. But ever since I have never allowed myself to love from fear of being rejected in such a cruel way as Bakura had done to me"
The room was silent other then the pleasing sound of the machines that echoed Malik's life and his broken hearts beats. Beats that also echoed the pain the young teen felt so many times in his life from so many people. Here Ryou was slowly falling in love with a slowly dying fellow Hikari.
Ryou had always had a tiny crush on Malik but now he was starting to fall for the poor soul not from pity but deep down he knew they could make it work out and save each other from the pain they felt. Pain of different types but pain all the same.
"H..How could I let myself love again? After last time." He bowed his head in remembrance.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Flash back~
A loud smash echoed all over the small house as another one followed it. The sunsets pure beams of gold flooded in the half curtained windows as shadows danced within the room as if the on coming night was a blissful music.
The wall dripped with water and the carpet darkened from where the broken and smashed glass lay in a spiked crown of shimmer. Ryou shivered but not from the cold but from the fear that gripped his heart as his yami stood over him with a snarl.
"P..P.please ..d..don't" Ryou begged as his yami kneeled down to his shaking form.
Bakura snarled again and clutched a knife at his side, he brought it up to his Hikari's face and lightly traced it up his neck. Ryou would have gulped if it hadn't been from the fear of being sliced open by the sharp point of the blade.
"Listen" He hissed grabbing his hikari's hair and pulling him closer.
Ryou squealed from the shook of being manhandled in such a spiteful way but at least Bakura was no longer pressing the blade to his neck and he could breath without fear of it being the last breath he ever took.
"How DARE you give ME pity!" He snapped and yanked the mortals hair harder earning another squeal from the boy.
"I..It's not pity Bakura! Its love" Ryou sighed softly as he felt his yami let go of his hair a little.
"Well I don't want your love! It's defective just like you!" Bakura picked up his hikari and shoved him into wall and watched as the small angel like boy slid down the wall and landed in the crown of glass.
"And you'd better get those cuts seen to they look nasty" Bakura smirked.
Ryou watched with a heavy heart as the spirit of the ring left without anything other then a nightmarish laugh that sent his soul into the pits of despair. He moved his hand to his side as he felt a sharp stinging and a slight dizziness overtake him. He brought a moist hand to his face and gasped as he saw blood all over his pale skin along with a few tiny shards of glass.
A little later Ryou was at the hospital after having a few stitches and being cleaned up he sat on the bed swinging his legs a little as the doctor sat beside him. He looked at the floor with half lidded eyes as the doctor, a kind man, asked him questions.
"So Ryou how did this accident happen?"
"Oh I fell that's all" He fake smiled.
"I see" The doctor wasn't buying it.
"Well if you have any more problems come straight here and ask for Dr. Ling and I'll see to right away" he nodded at the teen and left.
Ryou sobbed and put his hands over his eyes as thoughts of what Bakura had done to him flooded his mind. How could he love such an evil bastard? How? And why? 'Your so stupid Ryou' he cursed himself as he sobbed harder.
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Don't turn your back on me
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(sill flash back)
Ryou winced as he walked down the street his side hurting more and more with each painful step back to the house he lived in. Sure he lived in it but it just didn't feel like home any more especially when his dad was away. Or when Bakura was lurking in the shadows ready to degrade him and rid his confidence away.
He opened the door and shut it quietly behind him, he almost jumped out of his skin as he turned to be face to face with his yami who didn't look to happy or sober. Bakura grabbed the boy and pushed him back onto the wall and kissed him roughly.
Ryou blinked and shoved his yami back when he felt the spirit putting his hand down his jeans in such a tasteless way. No way was Ryou going to lose his innocence to a drunken tomb robber even if he loved him he knew it wouldn't mean any thing. And deep down Ryou knew it never would.
He was like a toy to this being a mere plaything at his disposal. Bakura frowned when he felt his hikari push him back and watched with annoyance as the teen ran up the stairs sobbing. Bakura ran up after him and grabbed the teens foot from under him and this resulted in a yelp as he fell onto the stairs.
Ryou screamed out in pain as he felt a pain in his ribs and his side that had already felt the wrath of Bakura that night. He dragged the boy up the stairs and to his room where he promptly hurled him with little concern or care.
"So you don't fucking want me now eh?" He slurred.
"Well you little whore you can stay in here and rot!"
Bakura slammed the door and placed a near by chair at the door so the small Hikari could not open in. Ryou panicked and he banged on the shut door and tried to call out to his yami but it really was a waste of his effort.
Two days he had been locked in there. Two days of hearing his yami being drunken and fucking the brains out of someone else. It was so much pain in every respect. He had put on a cheerful front when Tristan and Joey had come over after dragging a passed out Bakura back and had let him out.
"So the chair fell over and it got stuck yeah?" Joey asked with a raised eyebrow as he gave Tristan a 'yeah right' look.
"Yes I'm terribly clumsy" Ryou smiled softly.
"Well at least your ok now" Tristan noted.
-- end of flash back -
Ryou pulled his T-shirt up with his free hand and sighed as he saw the scar forever imbedded in his pale flesh from his yami's lack of care for him. He sighed and wondered what was happening outside surly Yami had won and the spirit had backed off right?
Joey was busy in the lobby ringing Isis and co to tell them about Malik's state and not to worry. Worrying was what they all needed to do as things got far worse then ever.
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Back in the ally Yami had given up all hope of getting free of the bounds in which the white haired devil had placed upon him and the thing that bruised Yami's ego the most was the fact Bakura knew it. Bakura shuffled his deck and glanced over to the fallen ruler from where he leaned on the discoloured ally wall.
"So, how does it feel to be at the mercy of others? Hmmm?" Bakura smirked and pulled a card from his deck and traced the words with his fingertip.
"You won't get away with this!" Yami hissed.
"Oh please! Can it with the clichés! I'm not here to listen to your self righteous act" The white haired demon snorted and walked over to the tri haired spirit.
"I have found a perfect demise for your sweet little hikari" He smiled and showed Yami the card he was toying with.
"NO!" Yami cried out as he saw the green card.
"Awww come now 'mighty' Pharaoh every one has a ... Change Of Heart once in awhile"
Yami sighed and looked down at the floor not being able to stand the mocking look that burned deep within the disrespectful grave robber's eyes that stood before him. This was hopeless, he had failed badly in many ways. He failed himself and his hikari.
"When you kill your own hikari I'll be sure to dismantle that blasted puzzle this is pay back for trapping me in this Ra awful ring" Bakura smirked and twirled around giggling as he heard Yami grunt from getting a face full of spiky silver hair.
"Coward" Yami mumbled.
"Coward did you say? As a tomb robber one needs to know when to run, it's called strategy maybe you and your friend.. Joey will learn that the hard way" The ring bearer grinned.
"Curse you!"
"Hmmm I wonder how Marik's doing." Bakura mused ignoring Yami.
~ TBC..~