I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
|~*Rhapsody: Tat-chan, such a dark chapter… o.O
Tat: I'm proud of myself!!!
Rhapsody: Hokay… **lifts eyebrow** Anyways… disclaimer comes from little Yugi this time.
Yugi: But I'm hardly in this fic at all.
Rhapsody: **shrugs** Do you want Tat and I to put you in instead of Ryou?
Yugi: O.O No… Yu-Gi-Oh! is the property of Kazuki Takahashi, not these two demented authors.
Rhapsody and Tat: Thank you. **bow**
Tat: Now to the poem and the fic. ^^ Hope you enjoy! Very bloody.*~|
…But
a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing…
--Maya Angelou
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE (by Tat)
Ryou's POV
I stare at the bloodstained carpet… There is always blood after Master 'makes love' to me. It is never his blood either. Mine.
My blood would decorate my master's hands and knife. Blood would decorate the white carpet. And yes, blood would sometimes be splattered on the walls.
I don't remember anything before Master. He says he found me, loved me, cared for me.
But if this is so… then why is it every time Master kisses me, has sex with me… Why is it so empty? Why is it empty if he says he loves me? Does he mean those words?
I shake my head, banishing the thoughts and wait for Master, who is having sex with Marik. Cautiously, I walk closer to the closed-off room and press my ear against the door. I can hear talking between them. Guess they're done…
"Bakura, why don't you just kill Ryou?" Marik says grouchily.
"Because he's my toy," Master answers back.
"So? I want to be fucked! Not him!"
"Patience koi… it's all a part of my plan…"
Plan? What plan…?