Disclaimer: I do not own any Yugioh character and this story isn't real..
Warning: This chap contains some explicit dialogue . . . Well, not really explicit, it's just how you look at it.
"Do you like this?"
"Yes."
"Does this make you feel good?"
"Yes."
"Louder."
"YES!"
"Mmm."
"Oh! Bakura."
". . ."
"I love you."
". . ."
"Where are you going?"
"To wash your sticky shit off of me."
"Oh."
"Dammit! Where are my pants?"
"Over there by the chair."
"Shit! Where's my-"
"By your feet."
"Why does everything have to be all over the place?"
"Well, where we put our clothes isn't exactly the first thing on our minds when we-"
"Shut up! I didn't ask for an explanation you fool."
"I'm sorry."
"Only weaklings are sorry."
"Bakura?"
"What?!" I need to take a shower."
"W-What I said earlier, I-I meant it."
". . ."
"I love you."
"Love is for fools."
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
Ryou groaned. He didn't know why he kept dreaming about memories he wanted to forget. Each one involved Bakura rejecting him as if he wasn't worthy for his love. The only dream that wasn't a memory was the one where Ryou was with his mother. . . that was when Bakura actually said he loved him . . .
"Love is for fools," Ryou repeated to himself.
"I see you're awake." Ryou sat up in his bed and turned to a smiling Yami. "I just came to make sure you were awake so you wouldn't be late for school again."
Ryou blushed at Yami's concern. "Um, thanks, but I set my alarm for ten minutes earlier."
"I figured that. You always think ahead, not like Yuugi," Yami looked away from Ryou with a small smile on his lips.
With an awkward silence over them and nothing to say, Ryou reached over to his nightstand and pulled on the pair of socks that he set there the night before. /Yep, you're always thinking ahead. Well, not always, I can think of a few times I wasn't. . . /
Setting his feet gently on to the floor, Ryou walked over to his dresser and pulled out his school uniform shirt and pants. Starting to undress, Ryou heard a sound behind him and realized that Yami was still there.
"I'll be leaving now." Unable to stop from smiling, Ryou watched as the very red Yami left his room.
"Oh, Yami. Did that kiss really mean something or was it just a spur of the moment?"
TBC.
I'm so sorry this chap was so short!! It's been so hard to get online lately and I've been handwriting my stories. Since I have to go to bed now I was only able to type up this much, but I wanted to post something for you since you've been waiting for so long!!
Review if you like (or hate) this chappie!! (
Warning: This chap contains some explicit dialogue . . . Well, not really explicit, it's just how you look at it.
"Do you like this?"
"Yes."
"Does this make you feel good?"
"Yes."
"Louder."
"YES!"
"Mmm."
"Oh! Bakura."
". . ."
"I love you."
". . ."
"Where are you going?"
"To wash your sticky shit off of me."
"Oh."
"Dammit! Where are my pants?"
"Over there by the chair."
"Shit! Where's my-"
"By your feet."
"Why does everything have to be all over the place?"
"Well, where we put our clothes isn't exactly the first thing on our minds when we-"
"Shut up! I didn't ask for an explanation you fool."
"I'm sorry."
"Only weaklings are sorry."
"Bakura?"
"What?!" I need to take a shower."
"W-What I said earlier, I-I meant it."
". . ."
"I love you."
"Love is for fools."
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
Ryou groaned. He didn't know why he kept dreaming about memories he wanted to forget. Each one involved Bakura rejecting him as if he wasn't worthy for his love. The only dream that wasn't a memory was the one where Ryou was with his mother. . . that was when Bakura actually said he loved him . . .
"Love is for fools," Ryou repeated to himself.
"I see you're awake." Ryou sat up in his bed and turned to a smiling Yami. "I just came to make sure you were awake so you wouldn't be late for school again."
Ryou blushed at Yami's concern. "Um, thanks, but I set my alarm for ten minutes earlier."
"I figured that. You always think ahead, not like Yuugi," Yami looked away from Ryou with a small smile on his lips.
With an awkward silence over them and nothing to say, Ryou reached over to his nightstand and pulled on the pair of socks that he set there the night before. /Yep, you're always thinking ahead. Well, not always, I can think of a few times I wasn't. . . /
Setting his feet gently on to the floor, Ryou walked over to his dresser and pulled out his school uniform shirt and pants. Starting to undress, Ryou heard a sound behind him and realized that Yami was still there.
"I'll be leaving now." Unable to stop from smiling, Ryou watched as the very red Yami left his room.
"Oh, Yami. Did that kiss really mean something or was it just a spur of the moment?"
TBC.
I'm so sorry this chap was so short!! It's been so hard to get online lately and I've been handwriting my stories. Since I have to go to bed now I was only able to type up this much, but I wanted to post something for you since you've been waiting for so long!!
Review if you like (or hate) this chappie!! (