Thanks to Todo, Angel Yami-Ko, Kurisuchinu, Mare & Shaami for reviewing.
Also thanks to Todo & Angel Yami-Ko for ideas, I intend to use them to
prolong this, but not all of them straight away, since I know at least Todo
& Shaami would kill me if I finished this story yet ^_^
Also glad the Malik/Ryou scene went down well, as I said, I've never written anything like that before, so I guess I've read enough fics to have picked it up.
You guys are my inspiration, so please review, luv you all lots, especially Todo, Shaami & Mare, since you guys review all the time ^_^
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I silently thank Ryou when he takes Malik upstairs, I'm really not in the mood to deal with anyone right now, I have too much to think about. Things are changing with Pharaoh, we're getting very close & I don't know what that means.
I stand up & hit the wall, not hard enough to damage it, or for Ryou to hear, but hard enough to remove some of the accumulating stress, though not as much as I would like. I smirk slightly as an idea comes to me, not one that Ryou would like, but he won't come down for a while.
I walk to the kitchen & remove a dagger from its hiding place, gently running my finger along the flat of the blade. Blood & pain are always good at removing any unwanted emotions or thoughts, for a time at least.
I run the blade along my wrist lightly, not wanting to risk any major damage, since I don't want Ryou finding out & worrying, or removing the dagger from my possession for that matter.
Finding that doesn't work, I empty the sink & place my hand over it, plunging the dagger straight through. The feeling is immediate & exactly what I needed, I feel my problems flowing away with the blood.
Once satiated, I remove the blade from the wound & turn the tap on, removing any visible traces of blood from the blade & the sink. I feel the wounds healing over & only turn off the tap once they are completely gone. My dear hikari will be none the wiser, which is just how it should be, I'm free of the annoying feelings & headache & Ryou won't worry over nothing.
I quickly dry my hands & the blade, before returning it to its concealment, I hardly want it rusting on me, such good blades are hard to come by now. I actually stole that one before I unofficially entered the battle city tournament; it was part of Malik's sister's exhibit, I think it was one I had removed from a tomb, one of my early robberies & certainly something I had used a lot to remove the life from pathetic guards. Not something I shall be admitting to anyone, certainly not Ryou or Pharaoh.
Pushing my thoughts aside, I re-enter the living room & collapse back onto the couch, randomly flicking through channels for pointless violence, or anything to stop me thinking too much. These silly dramatised violent programmes are very good at that, since I'm too busy yelling at them to pay attention to anything else, they're simply so pathetically wrong, I can't help it. I mean, I've slit people's throats on numerous occasions, I know what happens & it certainly isn't what they portray.
I chuckle slightly when I think of Ryou's reactions to my 'yelling at the TV', I think I scare him, or I used to anyway, he's getting used to it now, but he still doesn't like the fact that I know so much about removing life from others. I was a thief, what does he expect? I was bound to need to kill guards or witnesses on occasion & after all the things I've done since he got the ring, he should know first-hand that I have no concern for pathetic mortals, or destroying them.
Oops, I sound like the old me again, something else my hikari wouldn't like, though not something I can help, after being like that for so long because of the bloody ring, it's hardly going to just go away, I am still sealed in it after all, even if I do have a physical form of my own now.
Another thing none of us understand, my only assumption is that it had something to do with Yami's attempts to regain his memory, though he of course failed, much to my disappointment. Gah! I was not supposed to be thinking about Pharaoh.
I sigh heavily & return my attention back to the TV, finding something that will be a suitable distraction. Though as soon as I do, the phone rings. Not wanting Ryou to come down, I answer it quickly.
"Hai?" I ask, not a very Ryou-type response.
"Ya Bakura." Yami's rich voice states.
"What can I do for you Pharaoh?" I asked, genuinely intrigued, as his voice holds a nervous tinge.
"Uh, I was thinking, that tomorrow we could meet, around 12 at the park, I need to talk to you about something & I'd rather do it on neutral territory." Yami's voice had grown very nervous at this point, despite him trying to hide it.
"I'd have to ask Ryou, since the park is such a public place, hold on." I place the phone by the receiver & walk upstairs.
I silently open the door to Ryou's room, feeling that there is something going on that I don't want to disturb. Peering in I am more than surprised to see my light & Malik 'making-out', I know they both were attracted to each other, but I didn't expect either of them to admit it, certainly not so quickly, or so, physically.
I close the door as quietly as I'd opened it, not wanting to see any more of Malik & Ryou topless & passionately kissing on Ryou's bed. I shudder involuntarily at the replayed image of Malik running his hand along my hikari's thigh while Ryou moaned in pleasure. I definitely didn't want to see that.
Ignoring the urge to split them both up before it gets any more 'intimate', I return downstairs & pick the phone back up. I'm too curious as to why Yami seems so nervous to say no, just because Ryou's busy, so I'll have to agree regardless.
"Pharaoh?" I ask lightly.
"Hai. What did he say?" He sounds nervous but also hopeful, an odd combination.
"Uh, Ryou is, um, indisposed right now, so I'll just have to agree anyway." I reply, shuddering again at the thought of what the two of them may be doing.
"I get the feeling I don't want to know why, so I'm not going to ask. Oh, Yugi's just walked in so I'd better go. See you tomorrow Bakura." Pharaoh then hung up, not waiting for a reply.
I smirked slightly at Yami's tone when he mentioned Yugi, he had been disappointed that his own hikari had been around, once again favouring my company above his lighter half's.
After finally returning the phone to the receiver, I return to the couch & the stupid film, this time, hoping it will erase the unwanted images from my mind, rather that preventing thoughts of Yami, or any other confusing matters. It seems I shall be getting answers from Yami tomorrow, so I no longer need to concern myself with it.
Still, once they're done upstairs & Malik leaves, I'm going to have to have serious words with my hikari, whether I encouraged it earlier or not. I did not need to know or see what was going on in that room. Ryou is like a younger brother & that is not something siblings should have to see, especially since I'm over-protective of him.
I stop thinking again, before I make myself ill & turn on the console instead. It won't be so much fun without Yami being here to assist in the carnage, but it will certainly provide both the distraction & stress-relief I require right now. I really don't want to risk cutting myself again; I like my blade too much to risk Ryou taking it away.
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There, it was Bakura centric again & longer, much better. Seems caffeine works wonders ^_^
More Malik/Ryou mush for those of you who wanted more. Poor Kura for having to see it though.
Anyway, hope you all enjoy it, especially since I don't like writing Malik/Ryou stuff cuz Mal's mine ^_^ *hugs Malik* Uh, I didn't do or say that really.
Uh, let me know what you think & ignore that outburst, I'll just blame my sugary coffee & it being late ^_^
Motto ato no!
Also glad the Malik/Ryou scene went down well, as I said, I've never written anything like that before, so I guess I've read enough fics to have picked it up.
You guys are my inspiration, so please review, luv you all lots, especially Todo, Shaami & Mare, since you guys review all the time ^_^
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I silently thank Ryou when he takes Malik upstairs, I'm really not in the mood to deal with anyone right now, I have too much to think about. Things are changing with Pharaoh, we're getting very close & I don't know what that means.
I stand up & hit the wall, not hard enough to damage it, or for Ryou to hear, but hard enough to remove some of the accumulating stress, though not as much as I would like. I smirk slightly as an idea comes to me, not one that Ryou would like, but he won't come down for a while.
I walk to the kitchen & remove a dagger from its hiding place, gently running my finger along the flat of the blade. Blood & pain are always good at removing any unwanted emotions or thoughts, for a time at least.
I run the blade along my wrist lightly, not wanting to risk any major damage, since I don't want Ryou finding out & worrying, or removing the dagger from my possession for that matter.
Finding that doesn't work, I empty the sink & place my hand over it, plunging the dagger straight through. The feeling is immediate & exactly what I needed, I feel my problems flowing away with the blood.
Once satiated, I remove the blade from the wound & turn the tap on, removing any visible traces of blood from the blade & the sink. I feel the wounds healing over & only turn off the tap once they are completely gone. My dear hikari will be none the wiser, which is just how it should be, I'm free of the annoying feelings & headache & Ryou won't worry over nothing.
I quickly dry my hands & the blade, before returning it to its concealment, I hardly want it rusting on me, such good blades are hard to come by now. I actually stole that one before I unofficially entered the battle city tournament; it was part of Malik's sister's exhibit, I think it was one I had removed from a tomb, one of my early robberies & certainly something I had used a lot to remove the life from pathetic guards. Not something I shall be admitting to anyone, certainly not Ryou or Pharaoh.
Pushing my thoughts aside, I re-enter the living room & collapse back onto the couch, randomly flicking through channels for pointless violence, or anything to stop me thinking too much. These silly dramatised violent programmes are very good at that, since I'm too busy yelling at them to pay attention to anything else, they're simply so pathetically wrong, I can't help it. I mean, I've slit people's throats on numerous occasions, I know what happens & it certainly isn't what they portray.
I chuckle slightly when I think of Ryou's reactions to my 'yelling at the TV', I think I scare him, or I used to anyway, he's getting used to it now, but he still doesn't like the fact that I know so much about removing life from others. I was a thief, what does he expect? I was bound to need to kill guards or witnesses on occasion & after all the things I've done since he got the ring, he should know first-hand that I have no concern for pathetic mortals, or destroying them.
Oops, I sound like the old me again, something else my hikari wouldn't like, though not something I can help, after being like that for so long because of the bloody ring, it's hardly going to just go away, I am still sealed in it after all, even if I do have a physical form of my own now.
Another thing none of us understand, my only assumption is that it had something to do with Yami's attempts to regain his memory, though he of course failed, much to my disappointment. Gah! I was not supposed to be thinking about Pharaoh.
I sigh heavily & return my attention back to the TV, finding something that will be a suitable distraction. Though as soon as I do, the phone rings. Not wanting Ryou to come down, I answer it quickly.
"Hai?" I ask, not a very Ryou-type response.
"Ya Bakura." Yami's rich voice states.
"What can I do for you Pharaoh?" I asked, genuinely intrigued, as his voice holds a nervous tinge.
"Uh, I was thinking, that tomorrow we could meet, around 12 at the park, I need to talk to you about something & I'd rather do it on neutral territory." Yami's voice had grown very nervous at this point, despite him trying to hide it.
"I'd have to ask Ryou, since the park is such a public place, hold on." I place the phone by the receiver & walk upstairs.
I silently open the door to Ryou's room, feeling that there is something going on that I don't want to disturb. Peering in I am more than surprised to see my light & Malik 'making-out', I know they both were attracted to each other, but I didn't expect either of them to admit it, certainly not so quickly, or so, physically.
I close the door as quietly as I'd opened it, not wanting to see any more of Malik & Ryou topless & passionately kissing on Ryou's bed. I shudder involuntarily at the replayed image of Malik running his hand along my hikari's thigh while Ryou moaned in pleasure. I definitely didn't want to see that.
Ignoring the urge to split them both up before it gets any more 'intimate', I return downstairs & pick the phone back up. I'm too curious as to why Yami seems so nervous to say no, just because Ryou's busy, so I'll have to agree regardless.
"Pharaoh?" I ask lightly.
"Hai. What did he say?" He sounds nervous but also hopeful, an odd combination.
"Uh, Ryou is, um, indisposed right now, so I'll just have to agree anyway." I reply, shuddering again at the thought of what the two of them may be doing.
"I get the feeling I don't want to know why, so I'm not going to ask. Oh, Yugi's just walked in so I'd better go. See you tomorrow Bakura." Pharaoh then hung up, not waiting for a reply.
I smirked slightly at Yami's tone when he mentioned Yugi, he had been disappointed that his own hikari had been around, once again favouring my company above his lighter half's.
After finally returning the phone to the receiver, I return to the couch & the stupid film, this time, hoping it will erase the unwanted images from my mind, rather that preventing thoughts of Yami, or any other confusing matters. It seems I shall be getting answers from Yami tomorrow, so I no longer need to concern myself with it.
Still, once they're done upstairs & Malik leaves, I'm going to have to have serious words with my hikari, whether I encouraged it earlier or not. I did not need to know or see what was going on in that room. Ryou is like a younger brother & that is not something siblings should have to see, especially since I'm over-protective of him.
I stop thinking again, before I make myself ill & turn on the console instead. It won't be so much fun without Yami being here to assist in the carnage, but it will certainly provide both the distraction & stress-relief I require right now. I really don't want to risk cutting myself again; I like my blade too much to risk Ryou taking it away.
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There, it was Bakura centric again & longer, much better. Seems caffeine works wonders ^_^
More Malik/Ryou mush for those of you who wanted more. Poor Kura for having to see it though.
Anyway, hope you all enjoy it, especially since I don't like writing Malik/Ryou stuff cuz Mal's mine ^_^ *hugs Malik* Uh, I didn't do or say that really.
Uh, let me know what you think & ignore that outburst, I'll just blame my sugary coffee & it being late ^_^
Motto ato no!
