I'm so sorry I haven't updated for so long! I've been meaning to but
I've been so busy taking with school about to start. I don't want to start
high school. Anywho, please review or send me feedback after you read this
chapter!!! Please tell me what pairings you'd like to see or if I should
change something or whatever!
Disclaimer: I do not own any Yugioh characters!!! This story isn't real so just enjoy the read.
Chapter 8
"Please don't leave!" Ryou begged. "Stay!"
"Why should I stay with you?" Bakura spat. "You're only a pathetic, weak human being who doesn't even deserve to breathe."
Ryou fell to his knees at these words and tears started to form in his eyes, "Don't leave me here. I don't want you to go," he confessed. "I- I."
"You what?" Bakura questioned with menace in his eyes. Ryou stayed silent and Bakura smirked, "Don't tell me you love me you weakling." Ryou kept quiet and Bakura started to laugh at this. His stupid Hikari was in love with him. Bakura laughed louder and pulled Ryou off his knees with a tight grasp on his neck.
Ryou not only gasped at Bakura's violent action but at Bakura's touch on his neck. Ryou closed his eyes and thought about were those rough, masculine hands of Bakura's that were completely different of his own, tightly holding his neck. It felt like electricity and something else every time Bakura touched Ryou- slap or caress.
Bakura watched his Hikari intently as he saw the other boy's features change from surprise to. pleasure? So the pathetic boy really does love me, how sappy and disgusting, but. deciding to toy with his other half's feelings, Bakura came up with a plan that would hurt his Hikari more than anything physical could do.
Bakura loosened his grip and whispered Ryou's name, trying to sound like he only had desire for the other boy.
Ryou slowly opened his lust filled eyes and licked his lips. He was confused because he never heard Bakura say his name like that, not even when they were having sex.
Something strange jolted in Bakura as he watched Ryou lick his lips. A foreign feeling started to rise deep inside Bakura. What's happening to me? Why am I feeling this way for this pathetic, weak, and not to mention stupid boy? Pushing his thoughts away, Bakura decided to take action now and pulled Ryou's face close to his.
"Bakura?" asked Ryou with shock in his voice. What is he doing? Ryou could feel himself heat up as he realized what Bakura was going to do. Is he going to.? Before Ryou could finish his thoughts his lips were enveloped by his Yami's slightly chapped lips.
Bakura pressed his lips to his Hikari's soft ones. He didn't know what was taking over him but he actually enjoyed this different, more. sweet kiss. This kiss was very different from the other urgent desperate kisses; it was more of a kiss that showed they needed each other. Needed each other? What the fuck am I thinking? Bakura pulled away from the disappointed Ryou.
"Bakura? Why did you just-"
"Shut up! Don't ask anymore annoying questions," Bakura shouted. Bakura could see the hurt in Ryou's eyes and the same feeling from earlier rose up, causing him to almost hug and comfort the boy; almost.
Ryou watched his dark as he turned around started to walk out of the room. He knew that now was not the time to bother his Yami with "annoying questions", although these questions were burning inside him begging to be released. "Wait!"
Bakura stopped in his tracks but didn't turn around to face Ryou. Nothing came from Bakura so Ryou decided to ask his question. "When you kissed me just then," Ryou hesitated before finishing his words, "did you feel anything? Did you actually mean- no, did you feel what I had felt, because I had felt-"
"No." Ryou looked at Bakura's back and felt something inside of him being torn. "I only did it because you looked like you wanted it. Now shut up with your nonsense words and leave me alone."
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
Ryou slowly opened his eyes as his memory faded away. He groaned as the thought of school came to him. /I don't wanna go to school. Why can't I sleep in? Maybe I should just take a day off. /
With another groan, Ryou pulled his covers away from and place his feet on the cold hardwood floor. "Yow!" Ryou jumped at the sudden chill and hopped back into his bed. "Why does the floor have to be so cold?"
"Because then I'd be the one who'd have to fully wake you up," came a voice from the other side of Ryou's room.
Ryou swung his head towards the source and sighed. "Oh, it's only you."
"Only me? Is that what I mean to you?" Yami asked in disbelief.
"Of course not! You mean more to me," Ryou realized what he said and blushed. "I mean, you mean more than only but not as much as you know."
Yami deeply chuckled at Ryou's fidgeting and said, "You don't need to explain."
"Sorry," Ryou softly apologized and his cheeks became a deeper shade of red.
A few moments passed before Ryou realized he would be late for school if he didn't start moving. Without a glance at Yami, Ryou ran out of his room down the stairs and threw some bread in the toaster. He then ran upstairs into this room and quickly dressed into his uniform, not noticing the observant Yami sitting at his desk.
Ryou could hear the toaster notifying him that his breakfast was done. "Need to hurry, need to hurry, need to hurry," Ryou repetitively stated while running around his room searching for his school bag. A chuckle could be heard from the corner of Ryou's room; he stopped what he was doing and turned around to face a smiling Yami.
"It's downstairs by the door," Yami helped.
/Oi! How could I forget? I always place it there! / Ryou thanked Yami before running out of his room into the bathroom to swiftly brush his teeth. When his mouth was washed and his teeth were white, Ryou ran down the stairs into the kitchen and gobbled up his piece of toast with a small glass of milk. He would usually brush his teeth after breakfast but since he was running late he had no time do his usual.
/7:03! I have seventeen minutes to get to school! / Ryou speeded up after reading the time. He grabbed his blue school jacket from the closet, slipped on his black shoes, grabbed his back pack, and locked the door before slamming it shut behind him as he sped down the front steps.
From Ryou's bedroom window, Yami watched Ryou run down the street and turn the corner.
//He's just like Yuugi. /
TBC.
Plz review or send me feedback on my first fic!!! I hope you liked it and I'm hoping to update it sooner than I have been doing... Ciao!
Disclaimer: I do not own any Yugioh characters!!! This story isn't real so just enjoy the read.
Chapter 8
"Please don't leave!" Ryou begged. "Stay!"
"Why should I stay with you?" Bakura spat. "You're only a pathetic, weak human being who doesn't even deserve to breathe."
Ryou fell to his knees at these words and tears started to form in his eyes, "Don't leave me here. I don't want you to go," he confessed. "I- I."
"You what?" Bakura questioned with menace in his eyes. Ryou stayed silent and Bakura smirked, "Don't tell me you love me you weakling." Ryou kept quiet and Bakura started to laugh at this. His stupid Hikari was in love with him. Bakura laughed louder and pulled Ryou off his knees with a tight grasp on his neck.
Ryou not only gasped at Bakura's violent action but at Bakura's touch on his neck. Ryou closed his eyes and thought about were those rough, masculine hands of Bakura's that were completely different of his own, tightly holding his neck. It felt like electricity and something else every time Bakura touched Ryou- slap or caress.
Bakura watched his Hikari intently as he saw the other boy's features change from surprise to. pleasure? So the pathetic boy really does love me, how sappy and disgusting, but. deciding to toy with his other half's feelings, Bakura came up with a plan that would hurt his Hikari more than anything physical could do.
Bakura loosened his grip and whispered Ryou's name, trying to sound like he only had desire for the other boy.
Ryou slowly opened his lust filled eyes and licked his lips. He was confused because he never heard Bakura say his name like that, not even when they were having sex.
Something strange jolted in Bakura as he watched Ryou lick his lips. A foreign feeling started to rise deep inside Bakura. What's happening to me? Why am I feeling this way for this pathetic, weak, and not to mention stupid boy? Pushing his thoughts away, Bakura decided to take action now and pulled Ryou's face close to his.
"Bakura?" asked Ryou with shock in his voice. What is he doing? Ryou could feel himself heat up as he realized what Bakura was going to do. Is he going to.? Before Ryou could finish his thoughts his lips were enveloped by his Yami's slightly chapped lips.
Bakura pressed his lips to his Hikari's soft ones. He didn't know what was taking over him but he actually enjoyed this different, more. sweet kiss. This kiss was very different from the other urgent desperate kisses; it was more of a kiss that showed they needed each other. Needed each other? What the fuck am I thinking? Bakura pulled away from the disappointed Ryou.
"Bakura? Why did you just-"
"Shut up! Don't ask anymore annoying questions," Bakura shouted. Bakura could see the hurt in Ryou's eyes and the same feeling from earlier rose up, causing him to almost hug and comfort the boy; almost.
Ryou watched his dark as he turned around started to walk out of the room. He knew that now was not the time to bother his Yami with "annoying questions", although these questions were burning inside him begging to be released. "Wait!"
Bakura stopped in his tracks but didn't turn around to face Ryou. Nothing came from Bakura so Ryou decided to ask his question. "When you kissed me just then," Ryou hesitated before finishing his words, "did you feel anything? Did you actually mean- no, did you feel what I had felt, because I had felt-"
"No." Ryou looked at Bakura's back and felt something inside of him being torn. "I only did it because you looked like you wanted it. Now shut up with your nonsense words and leave me alone."
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
Ryou slowly opened his eyes as his memory faded away. He groaned as the thought of school came to him. /I don't wanna go to school. Why can't I sleep in? Maybe I should just take a day off. /
With another groan, Ryou pulled his covers away from and place his feet on the cold hardwood floor. "Yow!" Ryou jumped at the sudden chill and hopped back into his bed. "Why does the floor have to be so cold?"
"Because then I'd be the one who'd have to fully wake you up," came a voice from the other side of Ryou's room.
Ryou swung his head towards the source and sighed. "Oh, it's only you."
"Only me? Is that what I mean to you?" Yami asked in disbelief.
"Of course not! You mean more to me," Ryou realized what he said and blushed. "I mean, you mean more than only but not as much as you know."
Yami deeply chuckled at Ryou's fidgeting and said, "You don't need to explain."
"Sorry," Ryou softly apologized and his cheeks became a deeper shade of red.
A few moments passed before Ryou realized he would be late for school if he didn't start moving. Without a glance at Yami, Ryou ran out of his room down the stairs and threw some bread in the toaster. He then ran upstairs into this room and quickly dressed into his uniform, not noticing the observant Yami sitting at his desk.
Ryou could hear the toaster notifying him that his breakfast was done. "Need to hurry, need to hurry, need to hurry," Ryou repetitively stated while running around his room searching for his school bag. A chuckle could be heard from the corner of Ryou's room; he stopped what he was doing and turned around to face a smiling Yami.
"It's downstairs by the door," Yami helped.
/Oi! How could I forget? I always place it there! / Ryou thanked Yami before running out of his room into the bathroom to swiftly brush his teeth. When his mouth was washed and his teeth were white, Ryou ran down the stairs into the kitchen and gobbled up his piece of toast with a small glass of milk. He would usually brush his teeth after breakfast but since he was running late he had no time do his usual.
/7:03! I have seventeen minutes to get to school! / Ryou speeded up after reading the time. He grabbed his blue school jacket from the closet, slipped on his black shoes, grabbed his back pack, and locked the door before slamming it shut behind him as he sped down the front steps.
From Ryou's bedroom window, Yami watched Ryou run down the street and turn the corner.
//He's just like Yuugi. /
TBC.
Plz review or send me feedback on my first fic!!! I hope you liked it and I'm hoping to update it sooner than I have been doing... Ciao!