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that makes me happy. And when everyone is happy, good things happen.
ANYWAY! This is what c.r.b.k.e. wanted to say to you all, so I'll shut up
and let you read now.
Hey people, C.R.B.K.E. here; yes its actually me, not my beta and best friend [that lives in my state] Ryoubakurafan013. She might post this for me, but I figured I'd talk for a bit. I know my chapters are short but the story could have been a one shot the way it's planned out. But there is going to be a sequel. That and I couldn't wait to get it online. It's my first posted story! I'm so happy I finally posted something. Well I didn't post it, but its on the web, so yippee!!!!!!
Anyway, disclaimers and warnings from chapter one apply.
*****Bakura's POV*****
Ryou's still not home yet. He's late really, really late. The sun has just set. If Ryou had been home, we would have watched the sunset together. He would have spent the whole sunset rambling about life, and I would have pretended to watch it, when I was really watching him.
I'm really starting to worry. Before, it was mostly just myself, being lonely and jealous, thinking that he could have been off with some other guy, or (squirm) a girl. But now that he's more than an hour late for dinner, I'm more than worried. I'm terrified for my hikari; terrified that he really is lying in a street, bruised and broken.
If he's not home in ten minutes, I'm going to look for him. If he's not in perfect health when I find him, I'll. I don't know what I'll do. Right now, I feel so helpless. I'm just praying to Ra he's all right. Praying he hasn't died on me.
Ryou, please don't leave me. I need you. Come home, and we'll have hot chocolate before going to bed. Then I'll tuck us in and hold you while you sleep, just please be alive. Please, be okay. Please, hikari.
Ryou's POV
I feel like I've been walking for days. It's dark outside, and I still don't know where I am. I'm looking for anything that looks like it'll get me home. The angel dust wore off completely a while ago, and I don't have anymore on me to stop the rising panic.
The fear that I'll spend eternity wandering the streets is rising in me. I think I'm praying. It's been awhile since I've prayed. I'm asking Kami- sama to help me find one familiar thing, even if it's only a sign of some sort. Just as long as it helps me find my way home.
I turn to my left and walk down the street, trying to look calm, as I continue to panic. I make a few more random turns before thinking to look at the street signs. I guess I'm still a little hazy. I read the sign and as the words register, I smile.
I'm a few blocks from Yugi's, and he can call Bakura and have him pick me up. I'm freezing cold; I've been outside from the moment school ended, and it's almost winter. I haven't been very smart today, getting lost and freezing myself to death.
I walk towards the game shop, stumbling a few times, as I realize how cold I really am. I think I can make it without passing out. I finally, after what seems like forever, reach the door of the shop and ring the bell. As the door opens, I collapse and, shuddering from the cold, my world goes black.
Yugi's POV
I open the door, and to my surprise Ryou collapses on me. "Yami!" I yell, knowing something's wrong. My yami walks into the room, and looks at Ryou, raising an eyebrow.
"What happened to him aibou?" Yami asks, as he takes Ryou from my arms and moves him to the couch.
"I don't know. But he's freezing cold." I go to the closet, and pull out a few blankets. I return to the living room to find Yami arranging Ryou against the pillows. I bring the blankets over, and we cover him tightly from his toes to his chin.
"Should we call Bakura?" Yami tucks Ryou in.
"What do you mean 'should we'? We have to. Bakura's his yami." I walk towards the phone, and start dialing the number.
"But what if he's why Ryou's like this?" I feel Yami's familiar arms wrap around me.
"We have to believe he didn't do anything." I dial the last couple of numbers and listen as the phone rings.
Bakura's POV
I'm seconds from leaving the house, when the phone rings, stopping me in my tracks. I almost ignore the darn thing, but it could be Ryou, so I walk to the phone and answer it.
It's Ryou's friend Yugi, and he asks me to come over, saying something about Ryou. As his words register, I realize my hikari is at his house... unconscious. I silently thank Ra that he's alive.
I tell Yugi I'll be right there, and hang up the phone. I leave our house, pulling on my coat, and grabbing one for Ryou.
I walk to the game shop as fast as I can. When I get there, I realize Yami must have been waiting for me, because he opens the door before I even get within ten feet of it.
I hurry through the door, and pull off my coat, before glancing around for my hikari. "Where is he?" I say, while moving towards that back of the game shop.
Living room." Upon hearing those words, I move straight to the abovementioned room, looking for my light. I walk through the door of the room to see Yugi fawning over Ryou's prone body, which is covered by blankets.
Walking over to the couch, I sit on the floor in the lotus position. I'm near the middle of his body, and I rest my head against his arms. His body is icy cold; I can feel the chill through the blankets and his sweater. Even though the coldness of his body scares me internally, I thank Ra again for returning him to me alive.
I sit like this for a while, before Yami's deep voice startles me out of my reverie. "What did you do to him?" The former pharaoh shocks me with his accusation.
"Nothing." I'm steaming; how dare he assume I hurt my hikari? "I haven't seen him all day. I've been worried sick!" I feel as if my heart has been ripped in two. If they think that I caused him to roam the streets for hours, what else will they think I've done?
"Why? What about your link?" Yugi's innocent question almost causes me to break down. He probably never blocks his link to Yami. Yami probably knows he loves him, while I have a heart filled with fear that my feelings are unreturned.
"He's been blocking it lately." I lift my head from Ryou's arms and stare into Yugi's amethyst eyes. "It's kind of like he forgot I exist." Yugi's eyes fill with empathetic sorrow. "It's like I never did." I bury my head in my arms, thrown across Ryou's body and whimper inside of my soul as Yugi rubs my back.
Ryou's POV
I feel.warmer. Like my body's been covered. It probably has been, knowing Yugi. I open my eyes slowly as I wake up, blinking as the harsh artificial light falls in my eyes.
I try to sit up. but there's something on top of me, holding me down. I look towards my middle, only to see my yami with his arms and upper body thrown across me. "Yami?" My question causes him to look up, and the next thing I know, my body is wrapped in his strong embrace.
"Don't you ever do that to me again!" Bakura's sharp voice interrupts my thoughts, and I lift my face from my shirt. I look over his shoulder, and see Yugi's yami looking at me, as if he knows I have a secret. His crimson eyes are almost completely curious, asking me what's up.
I blink at him innocently, but the suspicion's still in his gaze. I shiver, and my yami removes his arms, placing a hand on my forehead. "You're burning up," he states, as he lays me back down.
*Bakura's POV*
My hikari has a fever, and as a rush of memories hits me. Fear pierces my heart. Fevers have always meant death. I know that many things have changed over time, but that dark memory will always haunt me, affecting my thought process on dangerous levels.
I still remember the moans of the dieing as the fever spread throughout the cities. I don't want my hikari to go through that. I don't want to hear him moaning in pain, as the fever wracks his body; as his body attacks itself from the inside.
I lived through strangers dieing like that, but if Ryou died like that, I don't think I can survive. I flinch, and as if Ryou's sensing my thoughts of panic, he looks at me, before speaking. "I'll be fine, Bakura. I just need to take some cold medicine. Can you take me home now?" The decision is made for me, when I hear the hint of desperation in his voice.
"Of course," I answer, before slipping him into his jacket. Without thinking, I add mine over his for extra warmth. I make sure he's zipped in tightly before we leave.
*Ryou's POV*
My yami takes me home and I go upstairs to get the cold medicine. I take the suggested dose and change into my pajamas. I'd take a bath but I might fall asleep at any moment, so I'll just shower in the morning.
I walk into my room and see my yami already in his sleep clothes, as we call them, because he refuses to call them pajamas. He's sitting in my bed, and I crawl in beside him. I wish this movement meant what it should, but it doesn't. My heart's beating fast, and I can't keep from thinking of other things this bed could be used for. Thank Kami-sama I closed the link.
What would he think, what would he do, if he knew what I wanted to do to him, with him? I'm not as innocent as one might think I am, just because I'm soft spoken and all. People always jump to conclusions. I'm not inclined to evil deeds, but I'm perfectly capable of thinking dirty thoughts. Thoughts of his sweaty body hovering over mine; thoughts of him squirming beneath me. At the moment though I replace the thoughts of the many things I could do to and with Bakura's body with thoughts of Anzu, just to assure a problem doesn't develop.
My yami wraps his arms around me and pulls me close. As he gently rubs my back, I start to drift away. I'm falling asleep and one thought crosses my mind... 'Yami, aishiteru.'
*****End of Chapter Two*****
WOW! Chapter 2 already. Okay, that's actually no big deal, because I'm working on chapter 3. Almost done, then I can type it! Also, I want to research some things for this ficcy and it's sequel.
What's the sequel to a sequel called, the triquel? I know the full set's called a trilogy, but I never thought about what just the third part's called. I think about the weirdest things. Just so you know, this is my first posted fic but not my first fic written. My first fic was a sailor moon fic and I haven't worked on it sense before Christmas but I know I'll post it eventually, when I do it'll be on hold though. The reason it'll be on hold when I post what I have is that I have major plans for four fics. This is one of them. Then there are 2 or 3 sequels and a twisted fic I came up with. Well I guess that this fic's twisted too, but the one I'm talking about is more twisted...
Too bad you have to wait, because I haven't written it yet. I come up with ideas fast, but if I get stuck on the slightest detail, I really get stuck. I'll have writers block for days. So I'll try my best to not get into sticky situations. I also can't write when I want to die, but sometimes for angsty fics that cold, dead, empty, pained, dark feeling helps my creativity. This fic is dark and all, so I should mostly be fine; I refuse to put myself on a schedule though, so you'll have to deal with waiting. I promise I will keep going, so if I for some reason don't update for months, don't give up on me. If I die or something, I'll have RyouBakuraFan013 stick the news in her fics. Not that I'm going to die, but like the smart people say, 'shit happens'. Love you all. Review: its good for my drastically low ego.
-C.R.B.K.E.
Ryoubakurafan013: Alright, c'mon now. You can review! It's really quite simple: You click the little purple button at the bottom of the screen that says "Go" (but make sure the menu bar is on "Submit Review" first!) and write a few lines about how great Kira is... Aww, c'mon... I'll beg you! ::pouty Ryou eyes:: Please?
Hey people, C.R.B.K.E. here; yes its actually me, not my beta and best friend [that lives in my state] Ryoubakurafan013. She might post this for me, but I figured I'd talk for a bit. I know my chapters are short but the story could have been a one shot the way it's planned out. But there is going to be a sequel. That and I couldn't wait to get it online. It's my first posted story! I'm so happy I finally posted something. Well I didn't post it, but its on the web, so yippee!!!!!!
Anyway, disclaimers and warnings from chapter one apply.
*****Bakura's POV*****
Ryou's still not home yet. He's late really, really late. The sun has just set. If Ryou had been home, we would have watched the sunset together. He would have spent the whole sunset rambling about life, and I would have pretended to watch it, when I was really watching him.
I'm really starting to worry. Before, it was mostly just myself, being lonely and jealous, thinking that he could have been off with some other guy, or (squirm) a girl. But now that he's more than an hour late for dinner, I'm more than worried. I'm terrified for my hikari; terrified that he really is lying in a street, bruised and broken.
If he's not home in ten minutes, I'm going to look for him. If he's not in perfect health when I find him, I'll. I don't know what I'll do. Right now, I feel so helpless. I'm just praying to Ra he's all right. Praying he hasn't died on me.
Ryou, please don't leave me. I need you. Come home, and we'll have hot chocolate before going to bed. Then I'll tuck us in and hold you while you sleep, just please be alive. Please, be okay. Please, hikari.
Ryou's POV
I feel like I've been walking for days. It's dark outside, and I still don't know where I am. I'm looking for anything that looks like it'll get me home. The angel dust wore off completely a while ago, and I don't have anymore on me to stop the rising panic.
The fear that I'll spend eternity wandering the streets is rising in me. I think I'm praying. It's been awhile since I've prayed. I'm asking Kami- sama to help me find one familiar thing, even if it's only a sign of some sort. Just as long as it helps me find my way home.
I turn to my left and walk down the street, trying to look calm, as I continue to panic. I make a few more random turns before thinking to look at the street signs. I guess I'm still a little hazy. I read the sign and as the words register, I smile.
I'm a few blocks from Yugi's, and he can call Bakura and have him pick me up. I'm freezing cold; I've been outside from the moment school ended, and it's almost winter. I haven't been very smart today, getting lost and freezing myself to death.
I walk towards the game shop, stumbling a few times, as I realize how cold I really am. I think I can make it without passing out. I finally, after what seems like forever, reach the door of the shop and ring the bell. As the door opens, I collapse and, shuddering from the cold, my world goes black.
Yugi's POV
I open the door, and to my surprise Ryou collapses on me. "Yami!" I yell, knowing something's wrong. My yami walks into the room, and looks at Ryou, raising an eyebrow.
"What happened to him aibou?" Yami asks, as he takes Ryou from my arms and moves him to the couch.
"I don't know. But he's freezing cold." I go to the closet, and pull out a few blankets. I return to the living room to find Yami arranging Ryou against the pillows. I bring the blankets over, and we cover him tightly from his toes to his chin.
"Should we call Bakura?" Yami tucks Ryou in.
"What do you mean 'should we'? We have to. Bakura's his yami." I walk towards the phone, and start dialing the number.
"But what if he's why Ryou's like this?" I feel Yami's familiar arms wrap around me.
"We have to believe he didn't do anything." I dial the last couple of numbers and listen as the phone rings.
Bakura's POV
I'm seconds from leaving the house, when the phone rings, stopping me in my tracks. I almost ignore the darn thing, but it could be Ryou, so I walk to the phone and answer it.
It's Ryou's friend Yugi, and he asks me to come over, saying something about Ryou. As his words register, I realize my hikari is at his house... unconscious. I silently thank Ra that he's alive.
I tell Yugi I'll be right there, and hang up the phone. I leave our house, pulling on my coat, and grabbing one for Ryou.
I walk to the game shop as fast as I can. When I get there, I realize Yami must have been waiting for me, because he opens the door before I even get within ten feet of it.
I hurry through the door, and pull off my coat, before glancing around for my hikari. "Where is he?" I say, while moving towards that back of the game shop.
Living room." Upon hearing those words, I move straight to the abovementioned room, looking for my light. I walk through the door of the room to see Yugi fawning over Ryou's prone body, which is covered by blankets.
Walking over to the couch, I sit on the floor in the lotus position. I'm near the middle of his body, and I rest my head against his arms. His body is icy cold; I can feel the chill through the blankets and his sweater. Even though the coldness of his body scares me internally, I thank Ra again for returning him to me alive.
I sit like this for a while, before Yami's deep voice startles me out of my reverie. "What did you do to him?" The former pharaoh shocks me with his accusation.
"Nothing." I'm steaming; how dare he assume I hurt my hikari? "I haven't seen him all day. I've been worried sick!" I feel as if my heart has been ripped in two. If they think that I caused him to roam the streets for hours, what else will they think I've done?
"Why? What about your link?" Yugi's innocent question almost causes me to break down. He probably never blocks his link to Yami. Yami probably knows he loves him, while I have a heart filled with fear that my feelings are unreturned.
"He's been blocking it lately." I lift my head from Ryou's arms and stare into Yugi's amethyst eyes. "It's kind of like he forgot I exist." Yugi's eyes fill with empathetic sorrow. "It's like I never did." I bury my head in my arms, thrown across Ryou's body and whimper inside of my soul as Yugi rubs my back.
Ryou's POV
I feel.warmer. Like my body's been covered. It probably has been, knowing Yugi. I open my eyes slowly as I wake up, blinking as the harsh artificial light falls in my eyes.
I try to sit up. but there's something on top of me, holding me down. I look towards my middle, only to see my yami with his arms and upper body thrown across me. "Yami?" My question causes him to look up, and the next thing I know, my body is wrapped in his strong embrace.
"Don't you ever do that to me again!" Bakura's sharp voice interrupts my thoughts, and I lift my face from my shirt. I look over his shoulder, and see Yugi's yami looking at me, as if he knows I have a secret. His crimson eyes are almost completely curious, asking me what's up.
I blink at him innocently, but the suspicion's still in his gaze. I shiver, and my yami removes his arms, placing a hand on my forehead. "You're burning up," he states, as he lays me back down.
*Bakura's POV*
My hikari has a fever, and as a rush of memories hits me. Fear pierces my heart. Fevers have always meant death. I know that many things have changed over time, but that dark memory will always haunt me, affecting my thought process on dangerous levels.
I still remember the moans of the dieing as the fever spread throughout the cities. I don't want my hikari to go through that. I don't want to hear him moaning in pain, as the fever wracks his body; as his body attacks itself from the inside.
I lived through strangers dieing like that, but if Ryou died like that, I don't think I can survive. I flinch, and as if Ryou's sensing my thoughts of panic, he looks at me, before speaking. "I'll be fine, Bakura. I just need to take some cold medicine. Can you take me home now?" The decision is made for me, when I hear the hint of desperation in his voice.
"Of course," I answer, before slipping him into his jacket. Without thinking, I add mine over his for extra warmth. I make sure he's zipped in tightly before we leave.
*Ryou's POV*
My yami takes me home and I go upstairs to get the cold medicine. I take the suggested dose and change into my pajamas. I'd take a bath but I might fall asleep at any moment, so I'll just shower in the morning.
I walk into my room and see my yami already in his sleep clothes, as we call them, because he refuses to call them pajamas. He's sitting in my bed, and I crawl in beside him. I wish this movement meant what it should, but it doesn't. My heart's beating fast, and I can't keep from thinking of other things this bed could be used for. Thank Kami-sama I closed the link.
What would he think, what would he do, if he knew what I wanted to do to him, with him? I'm not as innocent as one might think I am, just because I'm soft spoken and all. People always jump to conclusions. I'm not inclined to evil deeds, but I'm perfectly capable of thinking dirty thoughts. Thoughts of his sweaty body hovering over mine; thoughts of him squirming beneath me. At the moment though I replace the thoughts of the many things I could do to and with Bakura's body with thoughts of Anzu, just to assure a problem doesn't develop.
My yami wraps his arms around me and pulls me close. As he gently rubs my back, I start to drift away. I'm falling asleep and one thought crosses my mind... 'Yami, aishiteru.'
*****End of Chapter Two*****
WOW! Chapter 2 already. Okay, that's actually no big deal, because I'm working on chapter 3. Almost done, then I can type it! Also, I want to research some things for this ficcy and it's sequel.
What's the sequel to a sequel called, the triquel? I know the full set's called a trilogy, but I never thought about what just the third part's called. I think about the weirdest things. Just so you know, this is my first posted fic but not my first fic written. My first fic was a sailor moon fic and I haven't worked on it sense before Christmas but I know I'll post it eventually, when I do it'll be on hold though. The reason it'll be on hold when I post what I have is that I have major plans for four fics. This is one of them. Then there are 2 or 3 sequels and a twisted fic I came up with. Well I guess that this fic's twisted too, but the one I'm talking about is more twisted...
Too bad you have to wait, because I haven't written it yet. I come up with ideas fast, but if I get stuck on the slightest detail, I really get stuck. I'll have writers block for days. So I'll try my best to not get into sticky situations. I also can't write when I want to die, but sometimes for angsty fics that cold, dead, empty, pained, dark feeling helps my creativity. This fic is dark and all, so I should mostly be fine; I refuse to put myself on a schedule though, so you'll have to deal with waiting. I promise I will keep going, so if I for some reason don't update for months, don't give up on me. If I die or something, I'll have RyouBakuraFan013 stick the news in her fics. Not that I'm going to die, but like the smart people say, 'shit happens'. Love you all. Review: its good for my drastically low ego.
-C.R.B.K.E.
Ryoubakurafan013: Alright, c'mon now. You can review! It's really quite simple: You click the little purple button at the bottom of the screen that says "Go" (but make sure the menu bar is on "Submit Review" first!) and write a few lines about how great Kira is... Aww, c'mon... I'll beg you! ::pouty Ryou eyes:: Please?
