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Stigmatize - 1. To characterize as disgraceful; brand. 2. To mark with stigma
-------- Stigma - 1. A mark or token of infamy or disgrace.
While this describes Yami Bakura, the title is also mocking the authoress. It is my feel at this story so far if it represented me. Lots of love, eh? Go look up infamy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh to the surprise of none, neh? I do own 5 pairs of black jeans and 2 black blouses so suing me wouldn't get you much.
COMMENTS & THANKS:
KAY: Don't worry; Gabe isn't even that much of a character.
NO NAME: Well, obviously! How else could he run out on his Dark? Gabe is background.
NONAME: Malik wanted a rabbit and you gave him a bunny? [Yes, I know that's redundant]. Well, Malik may want to wake up in two chapters or he'll miss his part.
CETTIE-GIRL: There's a first time for everything! [gags at cliché] Lots of folks like Ryou, eh? Ya know, I like the 'bot' thing too? I thought it was awesome! [obviously, I wrote it] You were right; I still remain unflamed! Yes!
AESA BAST: I thought people weren't going to respond well to the gurls and the song part. Some people get really annoyed at that, even thought it's quite true. I haven't really decided on Selina and Adrienne. They might pop up again sometime; I don't know exactly how this fic ends yet. I will in a few days when I find my notebooks again.
VAMPIRE HUNTRESS D: You really thought it was cute. I said charming, but, of course, I'm a nerd, so.
CRYSTALDRAYGON98: The ditzy blondes are there because I wanted them there. Hehe.here is the continuation
FATE: Okay, don't blow up or anything. *timidly hands over 4th chapter* There, read and review.
ASIAN ANGEL 12: You know, it took me the best of 7 minutes to figure out what you had typed? If Ryou does start liking someone else, sorta cause he's lying to himself, for the sake and livelihood of yaoi, it will be a guy.
SARINA FANNEL: Wow, I didn't know I had that power. I can just suck people in, eh? Well, Gabe is background really. Since I don't know what onegai means, uh, yeah, what does that mean? [You see I get you to answer that, I get one more review, hehe.^_^]
YUKI-CHAN: Your stories do not suck! Don't degrade yourself like that. I didn't thank ya last chapter, sorry. My fics are ALWAYS interesting! ^_^
This chapter is after Ryou ran out. A little backwards-in time.
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Stigmatize
Chapter 3: You're Now Officially Dumped
Bakura had stared at the door a good twenty minutes after his Light ran out. To say the least, he was immensely confused and frustrated. He wondered why he'd called his Hikari as he left. It must have been some after shock or spur-of-the-moment defying. Ryou wanted to leave so he probably had acted subconsciously the opposite. It was his daemonic nature to be so difficult and contradicting.
"Malik," said the Fiend blinking the now unemotional tears from his vision, "What just happened? I'm lost."
The blonde haired Egyptian slapped his forehead and sighed, "Bakura, your Hikari just ran out on you! I'm very disappointed as well. You never told me there was something going on between you and Ryou. I'm feeling a little uninformed here."
"I wasn't aware he took our 'relationship' so seriously, to tell you the truth," the Spirit informed him.
"You never tell the truth," Malik corrected.
"Shut up! There wasn't much going on between the boy and me anyway," he spat.
"You. Are. Such. A. Moron." Malik stated, "Wake up, Ryou is obviously infatuated with your mere presence."
"I was not aware of that," the Fiend remarked.
"Well, aren't you blind? That 2,000 whatever years in the Millennium Ring must have not fried your brains, like you've lead us to believe, but incinerated them beyond recognition," Malik replied.
"So, what? It's my Hikari, my problem, not yours Mr. Involved-With-Other- People's-Lives." The Spirit snapped at the boy after mentally telling himself that the opposite of love was hate. His Light was in love, so he'd be, uh, in hate. Yes. Immersed.
"Sorry, you don't need to be so moody." Malik said in a fake injured tone.
"How long have we actually been going out?" the Spirit asked randomly.
"Huh? Two weeks, why?"
"That's two weeks to long, you're now officially dumped," the Fiend informed him coldly, still watching the door.
"Ouch, that was just cold, Bakura. Thanks anyway," he muttered sarcastically. Malik could have cared less now. He didn't want to be with the confusing Yami any longer.
"When do you think Ryou will come back?" the Spirit asked. Malik was surprised at the slight worry and insecurity in the voice. Ryou obviously meant something to his Yami.
"Oh, I dunno, 31st of February?" he shrugged.
The Fiend glared at him. "That isn't funny," He stated
Though his converse sounded idiotic and pointless, the Yami Ryou Bakura was not stupid or ignorant to what his Hikari had said. He didn't give a damn about Malik anymore. His thoughts were on the pale skinned boy, almost identical to himself.
What was Ryou's problem? He couldn't just walk out on his superior Dark like that, could he? It wasn't, or shouldn't, be considered right.
He was very troubled. Did his Light _love_ him? This idea had never occurred to the Spirit. Love was an immeasurable weakness he'd tried to ignore. Not in many millennia had the Spirit of the Ring been as caring as he had in his pathetic youth. Ryou wasn't old yet; he'd get over his Dark.
Part of the Fiend wished he wouldn't. The same part that reached out for the child always, even when with Malik. The section the Spirit tried hard to never shown because of its instability, so like what mortality sufferers experienced. He'd never show his human side to the world. The emotional part of passion, joy, anger, and depression that he acted like never existed in him around the Mortals. He'd vent it out on the small boy. Exhaust the feeling on the child till he could face the world sans heart. Sans humanity.
The Spirit had developed a 'system' of emotional management way back when Ryou had first put on the Item. The child had become very afraid of his Dark since then, which had been thrilling. Hurting the Light became a demented form of 'fun'.
But as Bakura became re accustomed with the world outside the Shadow Realm, he realized that mortal passions would also try to take him over. Sticking to the system, he had turned to Ryou to lay these lusts upon
It had been amusing at first. Ryou was paranoid and fearful of his Fiend. This made the child freeze up whenever the Spirit of the Ring came near (Now the being questioned if it was really entirely from fear that the boy tensed). The Daemon had decided to toy with the boy's mind when he discovered how uncomfortable the boy was with emotional gestures, advances, and touches. It was sickly entertaining.
But, Ryou had gotten use to his Dark's acts, upsetting the Fiend. The Spirit retaliated by crossing the line in a bound and taking the child to bed for the night. He remembered, Ryou had woken up flustered and scared that a sudden mood swing might take his Dark over. He was quite lucky a violent one didn't then.
Bakura, having sufficiently gotten rid of his passion, continued on normally till some other emotion came along. Only now did he realize how much this annoyed and distressed his Hikari. Instead of confronting his Light on what was wrong like he could have (why should he care?), he did the opposite yet again.
Bakura plagued himself with one question most of all, did he, or did he not, care about Ryou? He didn't, wouldn't, care about anyone, not even Malik. He'd only used the Ishtar out of boredom of the cliché Hikari. He knew all his reasons were extremely selfish.
Questions flashed through his mind's eye at slow speeds. Where was Ryou? Was he okay, or was he wandering the streets alone and afraid with no one there for him to stay with? Did the Fiend not only care about, but was concerned for his Light?
The Spirit stared at the Millennium Ring barely noticing Malik had left.
Did he even, well, love the boy; the boy who suddenly had a name, Ryou Bakura?
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AN: Okay, I know this is short, but I was working on my other fic with The Evil Laugh, "Sorry for You, Hikari of Yami Bakura'. Next chapter will be longer.
Thank you reviewers! This fic is doing better than lots of my others.
Next chapter is on Ryou. It goes up if I get 8 more reviews. R+R!
Stigmatize - 1. To characterize as disgraceful; brand. 2. To mark with stigma
-------- Stigma - 1. A mark or token of infamy or disgrace.
While this describes Yami Bakura, the title is also mocking the authoress. It is my feel at this story so far if it represented me. Lots of love, eh? Go look up infamy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh to the surprise of none, neh? I do own 5 pairs of black jeans and 2 black blouses so suing me wouldn't get you much.
COMMENTS & THANKS:
KAY: Don't worry; Gabe isn't even that much of a character.
NO NAME: Well, obviously! How else could he run out on his Dark? Gabe is background.
NONAME: Malik wanted a rabbit and you gave him a bunny? [Yes, I know that's redundant]. Well, Malik may want to wake up in two chapters or he'll miss his part.
CETTIE-GIRL: There's a first time for everything! [gags at cliché] Lots of folks like Ryou, eh? Ya know, I like the 'bot' thing too? I thought it was awesome! [obviously, I wrote it] You were right; I still remain unflamed! Yes!
AESA BAST: I thought people weren't going to respond well to the gurls and the song part. Some people get really annoyed at that, even thought it's quite true. I haven't really decided on Selina and Adrienne. They might pop up again sometime; I don't know exactly how this fic ends yet. I will in a few days when I find my notebooks again.
VAMPIRE HUNTRESS D: You really thought it was cute. I said charming, but, of course, I'm a nerd, so.
CRYSTALDRAYGON98: The ditzy blondes are there because I wanted them there. Hehe.here is the continuation
FATE: Okay, don't blow up or anything. *timidly hands over 4th chapter* There, read and review.
ASIAN ANGEL 12: You know, it took me the best of 7 minutes to figure out what you had typed? If Ryou does start liking someone else, sorta cause he's lying to himself, for the sake and livelihood of yaoi, it will be a guy.
SARINA FANNEL: Wow, I didn't know I had that power. I can just suck people in, eh? Well, Gabe is background really. Since I don't know what onegai means, uh, yeah, what does that mean? [You see I get you to answer that, I get one more review, hehe.^_^]
YUKI-CHAN: Your stories do not suck! Don't degrade yourself like that. I didn't thank ya last chapter, sorry. My fics are ALWAYS interesting! ^_^
This chapter is after Ryou ran out. A little backwards-in time.
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Stigmatize
Chapter 3: You're Now Officially Dumped
Bakura had stared at the door a good twenty minutes after his Light ran out. To say the least, he was immensely confused and frustrated. He wondered why he'd called his Hikari as he left. It must have been some after shock or spur-of-the-moment defying. Ryou wanted to leave so he probably had acted subconsciously the opposite. It was his daemonic nature to be so difficult and contradicting.
"Malik," said the Fiend blinking the now unemotional tears from his vision, "What just happened? I'm lost."
The blonde haired Egyptian slapped his forehead and sighed, "Bakura, your Hikari just ran out on you! I'm very disappointed as well. You never told me there was something going on between you and Ryou. I'm feeling a little uninformed here."
"I wasn't aware he took our 'relationship' so seriously, to tell you the truth," the Spirit informed him.
"You never tell the truth," Malik corrected.
"Shut up! There wasn't much going on between the boy and me anyway," he spat.
"You. Are. Such. A. Moron." Malik stated, "Wake up, Ryou is obviously infatuated with your mere presence."
"I was not aware of that," the Fiend remarked.
"Well, aren't you blind? That 2,000 whatever years in the Millennium Ring must have not fried your brains, like you've lead us to believe, but incinerated them beyond recognition," Malik replied.
"So, what? It's my Hikari, my problem, not yours Mr. Involved-With-Other- People's-Lives." The Spirit snapped at the boy after mentally telling himself that the opposite of love was hate. His Light was in love, so he'd be, uh, in hate. Yes. Immersed.
"Sorry, you don't need to be so moody." Malik said in a fake injured tone.
"How long have we actually been going out?" the Spirit asked randomly.
"Huh? Two weeks, why?"
"That's two weeks to long, you're now officially dumped," the Fiend informed him coldly, still watching the door.
"Ouch, that was just cold, Bakura. Thanks anyway," he muttered sarcastically. Malik could have cared less now. He didn't want to be with the confusing Yami any longer.
"When do you think Ryou will come back?" the Spirit asked. Malik was surprised at the slight worry and insecurity in the voice. Ryou obviously meant something to his Yami.
"Oh, I dunno, 31st of February?" he shrugged.
The Fiend glared at him. "That isn't funny," He stated
Though his converse sounded idiotic and pointless, the Yami Ryou Bakura was not stupid or ignorant to what his Hikari had said. He didn't give a damn about Malik anymore. His thoughts were on the pale skinned boy, almost identical to himself.
What was Ryou's problem? He couldn't just walk out on his superior Dark like that, could he? It wasn't, or shouldn't, be considered right.
He was very troubled. Did his Light _love_ him? This idea had never occurred to the Spirit. Love was an immeasurable weakness he'd tried to ignore. Not in many millennia had the Spirit of the Ring been as caring as he had in his pathetic youth. Ryou wasn't old yet; he'd get over his Dark.
Part of the Fiend wished he wouldn't. The same part that reached out for the child always, even when with Malik. The section the Spirit tried hard to never shown because of its instability, so like what mortality sufferers experienced. He'd never show his human side to the world. The emotional part of passion, joy, anger, and depression that he acted like never existed in him around the Mortals. He'd vent it out on the small boy. Exhaust the feeling on the child till he could face the world sans heart. Sans humanity.
The Spirit had developed a 'system' of emotional management way back when Ryou had first put on the Item. The child had become very afraid of his Dark since then, which had been thrilling. Hurting the Light became a demented form of 'fun'.
But as Bakura became re accustomed with the world outside the Shadow Realm, he realized that mortal passions would also try to take him over. Sticking to the system, he had turned to Ryou to lay these lusts upon
It had been amusing at first. Ryou was paranoid and fearful of his Fiend. This made the child freeze up whenever the Spirit of the Ring came near (Now the being questioned if it was really entirely from fear that the boy tensed). The Daemon had decided to toy with the boy's mind when he discovered how uncomfortable the boy was with emotional gestures, advances, and touches. It was sickly entertaining.
But, Ryou had gotten use to his Dark's acts, upsetting the Fiend. The Spirit retaliated by crossing the line in a bound and taking the child to bed for the night. He remembered, Ryou had woken up flustered and scared that a sudden mood swing might take his Dark over. He was quite lucky a violent one didn't then.
Bakura, having sufficiently gotten rid of his passion, continued on normally till some other emotion came along. Only now did he realize how much this annoyed and distressed his Hikari. Instead of confronting his Light on what was wrong like he could have (why should he care?), he did the opposite yet again.
Bakura plagued himself with one question most of all, did he, or did he not, care about Ryou? He didn't, wouldn't, care about anyone, not even Malik. He'd only used the Ishtar out of boredom of the cliché Hikari. He knew all his reasons were extremely selfish.
Questions flashed through his mind's eye at slow speeds. Where was Ryou? Was he okay, or was he wandering the streets alone and afraid with no one there for him to stay with? Did the Fiend not only care about, but was concerned for his Light?
The Spirit stared at the Millennium Ring barely noticing Malik had left.
Did he even, well, love the boy; the boy who suddenly had a name, Ryou Bakura?
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AN: Okay, I know this is short, but I was working on my other fic with The Evil Laugh, "Sorry for You, Hikari of Yami Bakura'. Next chapter will be longer.
Thank you reviewers! This fic is doing better than lots of my others.
Next chapter is on Ryou. It goes up if I get 8 more reviews. R+R!