Well thank you for the kind reviews people! I really like them, and so now
I continue on with Broken Glass House and go to an actual chapter rather
then a prologue. Anyways, it might switch around Ryou's and Bakura's POV
quite a bit for now, it'll settle down later, promise. So anyways on with
the fic!
Warning: Contains yaoi between Bakura and Ryou, some bullying of Ryou, but don't worry, Bakura will make it all better!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh *************************************************************** ************************************** I was so close, oh so close to sweet blissful sleep, you know right between sleep and consciousness? Well I was just one step away from sleep when that annoying, pain in the ass, baka, wrinkled old prune of a teacher! Woke me up! I was so close to sleep!!!!!!! I was a mere millimeter from sleep!!!! I will get my revenge; I will destroy her and laugh at her misery! I will succeed and she will fall!!!! Mwahahahahahahahahah~! WHACK! Ow~! I nurse a very sore head as the bakayaro of a teacher whacks me with her handy yardstick. O_o Stupid yardstick, you're her accomplice! I will burn you in a bon fire and laugh as you burn! Burn I say, burn! Mwahaha- what's that? A project?! What kind of stupid project?! Damn you! I hate projects! Wait, what do you mean, your going to pair us up with other people! Gah! That's it; your office is so going to burn today after school. I will make sure of it, hmmmm.where did I put my extra cherry bomb? Heh? Did you call my name? Oh my partner.right.who the hell's Ryou Hanai? Wait, what do you mean the stupid projects due in 2 weeks?! That's not enough time, I need about 2 months!!!! I growl, that's it; your office will no longer be standing after school, yes, it will burn and I will dance around it and laugh! Hahahahahaha~~! (A bit on the insane side ne? -_-;)
"Bakura-sama?"
Huh? I blink out of my reverie and look up to see a slim boy, silvery white hair, and the gentlest brown eyes ever. He takes my silence as a reassurance to go on.
"Watashi wa Ryou desu."*
I do say, I think I'm staring.
Bakura?! Why of all people do I get Bakura as a partner?! He's the notorious trouble maker, considered half insane and half sadistic. He makes the toughest of bullies squeal like girls here. Oh kami, does somebody up there hate me? I mean why did I get Bakura? Why why why why why? With a sigh I make my way to the desk in which Bakura resides, I mean his silvery hair makes it easy to see where he sits. I reach him to see him grinning manically and a crazy glint in his eyes. Did I mention he has really unnerving eyes? Their dark reddish brown sort of reminds me of blood, I shiver involuntarily. I can see his eyes widen as he stares at me quite openly, what do I have a pen mark on my face? Hmmmm.maybe he doesn't like me and plans to beat me later? I hope not, I mean I have enough bullies on my back already and Ushio promised me a nice little meeting today after school anyways.
"Nice to meet you Ryou-sama."
Well at least he's nice. I tentatively sit on the seat and stare back at him. Well he is nice looking, I mean in a strikingly dark handsome way. His unruly silvery hair, much like my own, falls over his shoulders and half-hide his face, giving them the decidedly dark look. His features are all sharp and give the impression of a harsh nature. His red/brown eyes seem to take in everything around him, hiding nothing. I have to admit, he is quite good looking and I feel strangely attracted to him. As the class time gets eaten away we work together mostly in silence, speaking only when necessary. As the bell rings signaling I collect my books in my arms and prepare to leave the class. To my surprise I see Bakura following me, his confident stride quickly catching up to me.
"I'll meet you at the door after school. We can work on the project at your house then. Don't be late."
I can't help but shiver slightly as I feel his breath caress my neck as he pulls close to my body to whisper in my ear. I nod and when I turn to look at him, he's gone like a shadow. I blink and I was almost sure I saw a glimmer of silver in a corner, but I shrug it off and walk off to my class. This is going to be a very interesting afternoon for me.
I must say, Ryou was one of a kind. Never have I seen such large chocolate colored eyes staring at me so intently. They shone with what I can only call as innocence and his face, kami, just radiated it. I wanted to reach out and stroke his porcelain like skin, so pale, so soft looking, so perfect. His silvery hair was much like mine, but softer, more relaxed, more angel like. I swear he was just so perfect looking, I wanted to ravish him. A couple reasons stopped me. 1) I'm in the middle of class, 2) I barely met him, and 3) I think that would slightly scare him. But still, no means did I stop staring at him. When I pressed close by him in the hall, it took every effort in my body not to trail kisses down his neck. I caught his scent; it was so pure. So purely Ryou. It was something like sweet vanilla mixed with sharp scent of roses. Wonder if he tastes like that.well I can't wait to find out. Kuso*, snap out of it Bakura! You barely know him and your head over heels for him! God's I sound pathetic. I nearly walk into the wall, must be thinking too hard.not good for my brain. As I enter my next class I grin feraly, I just remembered where I put my cherry bomb.
I wait nervously by the open door. It's been fifteen minutes already since school was over.maybe he left or forgot.should I leave then or wait longer? Ushio might catch me if I wait any longer. I tug the hat around my heat a little tighter, it hides my hair. I think the only way Ushio spots me is with my hair, a nuisance really. I shiver slightly in the cold breezy day, where is Bakura?! I don't really enjoy standing out in the cold waiting to be picked on. Suddenly I feel something or rather someone snatch at my hat. I try to keep it on, but to no avail it gets snatched out of my head. I turn around to see what I feared, Ushio standing in front of me grinning like a cat that just caught a canary, and that canary was me.
I kick a random locker leaving a dent in it. I hate the teacher, I hate her even more! Is that even possible?! The damn ancient teacher caught me! IT'S NOT FAIR, WHAT DOES KAMI HAVE AGAINST ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?! I didn't have the chance to sneak the cherry bomb into her desk, and now my poor cherry bomb doesn't have a home. Poor cherry bomb (a bit delusional ne?). Now where's that Ryou kid? I guess I should work on that project, no matter how much I hate it. I need the good grade and plus I can see Ryou again. Wandering for about 10 very confused minutes I can't find him. Where the hell is he?! Expect me to walk to his home by myself? Or is he late? I have no patience and he better not be late or he'll be on my bad side and mister cherry bomb will make itself at home in his back pack. I walk outside letting the cool wind slap my cheeks. I spot the huge figure on the right.probably Ushio picking on a poor kid again. man that kid needs to go to anger management. I see a familiar silvery white in the corner of my eyes and turn to see the large brown eyes staring up at Ushio filled with fear as he lies on the floor. I can see him curl up as he tries to make himself smaller and tries to escape the hammer sized hands. I feel my eyes widen and my blood boil. How dare he touch Ryou?! My Ryou! Mine I tell you! Nobody can lay a finger on him, nobody, just me! Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!!!!!!!!! (Possessive ne? ^_^) I stalk over to where he stands as he takes another hit on Ryou, blood will be split. I grin; I think mister cherry bomb found a new home.
Kami! Not Ushio, not Ushio! Of all bullies not Ushio! I back away, trying to make a distance between us, but of course he catches up. Oh Kami, save me! I swear this bully will beat me to a pulp! I barely made it last time! Without warning his fist rams against my cheek and I fall back on to the ground. That's going to leave a mark. I look up to see Ushio grinning at me. Ok now I feel very scared, he only grins like that when he wants to beat me to a bloody pulp. I feel a swift kick knock me to the brick wall.okay I decided I hate brick.it hurts a lot. As I gasp trying to breathe properly I feel another kick hit my gut. Then I curl up into a ball instinctively trying to protect myself from his kicks. The kicks may have stopped, but the punches keep on coming and soon I feel myself feeling being pulled into a darkened world. I let out a whimper and it seems to encourage Ushio to punch harder. Right before I surrender to the darkness I thought I saw a streak of silvery white, but maybe that was just the fact that my vision was clouded over. *************************************************************** *************************************** How was that? I know Bakura swears a lot, sorry about that. I'll try to keep it at a minimal. And no, Bakura is not insane, just slightly mentally unbalanced.@_@ is there a difference? Well insanity is anger put to good use ^_^! Anyways, I'll try to update soon, but anyways read and review as always and until then ja ne ^_^!
*Watashi wa . desu means my name is.
*Kuso means shit.
Warning: Contains yaoi between Bakura and Ryou, some bullying of Ryou, but don't worry, Bakura will make it all better!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh *************************************************************** ************************************** I was so close, oh so close to sweet blissful sleep, you know right between sleep and consciousness? Well I was just one step away from sleep when that annoying, pain in the ass, baka, wrinkled old prune of a teacher! Woke me up! I was so close to sleep!!!!!!! I was a mere millimeter from sleep!!!! I will get my revenge; I will destroy her and laugh at her misery! I will succeed and she will fall!!!! Mwahahahahahahahahah~! WHACK! Ow~! I nurse a very sore head as the bakayaro of a teacher whacks me with her handy yardstick. O_o Stupid yardstick, you're her accomplice! I will burn you in a bon fire and laugh as you burn! Burn I say, burn! Mwahaha- what's that? A project?! What kind of stupid project?! Damn you! I hate projects! Wait, what do you mean, your going to pair us up with other people! Gah! That's it; your office is so going to burn today after school. I will make sure of it, hmmmm.where did I put my extra cherry bomb? Heh? Did you call my name? Oh my partner.right.who the hell's Ryou Hanai? Wait, what do you mean the stupid projects due in 2 weeks?! That's not enough time, I need about 2 months!!!! I growl, that's it; your office will no longer be standing after school, yes, it will burn and I will dance around it and laugh! Hahahahahaha~~! (A bit on the insane side ne? -_-;)
"Bakura-sama?"
Huh? I blink out of my reverie and look up to see a slim boy, silvery white hair, and the gentlest brown eyes ever. He takes my silence as a reassurance to go on.
"Watashi wa Ryou desu."*
I do say, I think I'm staring.
Bakura?! Why of all people do I get Bakura as a partner?! He's the notorious trouble maker, considered half insane and half sadistic. He makes the toughest of bullies squeal like girls here. Oh kami, does somebody up there hate me? I mean why did I get Bakura? Why why why why why? With a sigh I make my way to the desk in which Bakura resides, I mean his silvery hair makes it easy to see where he sits. I reach him to see him grinning manically and a crazy glint in his eyes. Did I mention he has really unnerving eyes? Their dark reddish brown sort of reminds me of blood, I shiver involuntarily. I can see his eyes widen as he stares at me quite openly, what do I have a pen mark on my face? Hmmmm.maybe he doesn't like me and plans to beat me later? I hope not, I mean I have enough bullies on my back already and Ushio promised me a nice little meeting today after school anyways.
"Nice to meet you Ryou-sama."
Well at least he's nice. I tentatively sit on the seat and stare back at him. Well he is nice looking, I mean in a strikingly dark handsome way. His unruly silvery hair, much like my own, falls over his shoulders and half-hide his face, giving them the decidedly dark look. His features are all sharp and give the impression of a harsh nature. His red/brown eyes seem to take in everything around him, hiding nothing. I have to admit, he is quite good looking and I feel strangely attracted to him. As the class time gets eaten away we work together mostly in silence, speaking only when necessary. As the bell rings signaling I collect my books in my arms and prepare to leave the class. To my surprise I see Bakura following me, his confident stride quickly catching up to me.
"I'll meet you at the door after school. We can work on the project at your house then. Don't be late."
I can't help but shiver slightly as I feel his breath caress my neck as he pulls close to my body to whisper in my ear. I nod and when I turn to look at him, he's gone like a shadow. I blink and I was almost sure I saw a glimmer of silver in a corner, but I shrug it off and walk off to my class. This is going to be a very interesting afternoon for me.
I must say, Ryou was one of a kind. Never have I seen such large chocolate colored eyes staring at me so intently. They shone with what I can only call as innocence and his face, kami, just radiated it. I wanted to reach out and stroke his porcelain like skin, so pale, so soft looking, so perfect. His silvery hair was much like mine, but softer, more relaxed, more angel like. I swear he was just so perfect looking, I wanted to ravish him. A couple reasons stopped me. 1) I'm in the middle of class, 2) I barely met him, and 3) I think that would slightly scare him. But still, no means did I stop staring at him. When I pressed close by him in the hall, it took every effort in my body not to trail kisses down his neck. I caught his scent; it was so pure. So purely Ryou. It was something like sweet vanilla mixed with sharp scent of roses. Wonder if he tastes like that.well I can't wait to find out. Kuso*, snap out of it Bakura! You barely know him and your head over heels for him! God's I sound pathetic. I nearly walk into the wall, must be thinking too hard.not good for my brain. As I enter my next class I grin feraly, I just remembered where I put my cherry bomb.
I wait nervously by the open door. It's been fifteen minutes already since school was over.maybe he left or forgot.should I leave then or wait longer? Ushio might catch me if I wait any longer. I tug the hat around my heat a little tighter, it hides my hair. I think the only way Ushio spots me is with my hair, a nuisance really. I shiver slightly in the cold breezy day, where is Bakura?! I don't really enjoy standing out in the cold waiting to be picked on. Suddenly I feel something or rather someone snatch at my hat. I try to keep it on, but to no avail it gets snatched out of my head. I turn around to see what I feared, Ushio standing in front of me grinning like a cat that just caught a canary, and that canary was me.
I kick a random locker leaving a dent in it. I hate the teacher, I hate her even more! Is that even possible?! The damn ancient teacher caught me! IT'S NOT FAIR, WHAT DOES KAMI HAVE AGAINST ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?! I didn't have the chance to sneak the cherry bomb into her desk, and now my poor cherry bomb doesn't have a home. Poor cherry bomb (a bit delusional ne?). Now where's that Ryou kid? I guess I should work on that project, no matter how much I hate it. I need the good grade and plus I can see Ryou again. Wandering for about 10 very confused minutes I can't find him. Where the hell is he?! Expect me to walk to his home by myself? Or is he late? I have no patience and he better not be late or he'll be on my bad side and mister cherry bomb will make itself at home in his back pack. I walk outside letting the cool wind slap my cheeks. I spot the huge figure on the right.probably Ushio picking on a poor kid again. man that kid needs to go to anger management. I see a familiar silvery white in the corner of my eyes and turn to see the large brown eyes staring up at Ushio filled with fear as he lies on the floor. I can see him curl up as he tries to make himself smaller and tries to escape the hammer sized hands. I feel my eyes widen and my blood boil. How dare he touch Ryou?! My Ryou! Mine I tell you! Nobody can lay a finger on him, nobody, just me! Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!!!!!!!!! (Possessive ne? ^_^) I stalk over to where he stands as he takes another hit on Ryou, blood will be split. I grin; I think mister cherry bomb found a new home.
Kami! Not Ushio, not Ushio! Of all bullies not Ushio! I back away, trying to make a distance between us, but of course he catches up. Oh Kami, save me! I swear this bully will beat me to a pulp! I barely made it last time! Without warning his fist rams against my cheek and I fall back on to the ground. That's going to leave a mark. I look up to see Ushio grinning at me. Ok now I feel very scared, he only grins like that when he wants to beat me to a bloody pulp. I feel a swift kick knock me to the brick wall.okay I decided I hate brick.it hurts a lot. As I gasp trying to breathe properly I feel another kick hit my gut. Then I curl up into a ball instinctively trying to protect myself from his kicks. The kicks may have stopped, but the punches keep on coming and soon I feel myself feeling being pulled into a darkened world. I let out a whimper and it seems to encourage Ushio to punch harder. Right before I surrender to the darkness I thought I saw a streak of silvery white, but maybe that was just the fact that my vision was clouded over. *************************************************************** *************************************** How was that? I know Bakura swears a lot, sorry about that. I'll try to keep it at a minimal. And no, Bakura is not insane, just slightly mentally unbalanced.@_@ is there a difference? Well insanity is anger put to good use ^_^! Anyways, I'll try to update soon, but anyways read and review as always and until then ja ne ^_^!
*Watashi wa . desu means my name is.
*Kuso means shit.