Sakura Li: Hey, sorry this chapter is so late!! Okay, everyone!! This
entire chapter is totally LIMEXLEMON stuff!! So if you don't like that
stuff then scroll to the end and I'll give a brief non-detail explanation
of basically what happened. Oh and somebody told me that a prologue would
help to understand everything a bit easier but that wasn't needed for this
story because I had it planned out from the beginning that you would figure
everything out in a way of which Ryou walks you though it step by step.
Please don't read this if you feel a strong dislike for lime. OH! If any
body knows where to find some pictures of RyouXBakura JouXSeto or
YuugiXYami tell me!!!!! Please I've been searching and searching! I'm not
talking about sick pics or anything but that's good too if any body can
find them....^O^ So if ya know any! Please don't hesitate to send me some
or give me a link!!!
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//Of course I will.// Yami said smiling as they both laid down on Yuugi's bed leaving the door open. Yami pressed Yuugi against himself with his arms held protectively around his waist. 'Good luck Bakura.' was Yami's last thought before he surrendered to sleep.
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~*~Ryou's POV~*~
I sighed, Yuugi and Yami had brought me back to their house and were now putting me in the guest bedroom. However, I am too tired to protest. I sigh again as I fall into a deep sleep, already well aware of the dreams that plague me. Every night was always the same. I would walk to my yami's soulroom and check for him. Them, after not finding him, I return to my own soulroom. Depressed and completely ready for the dreams that were nothing but unforgotten flashbacks I lay down and fall into the horrid nightmares.
~*~Dream/Flashback In Normal POV~*~
Bakura hobbled out of the bar, more drunk than he had ever been in his entire life. He slurred as he walked into his hikari's house. He climbed the stairs that led to Ryou's room smiling lecherously. Hw knocked into the wall laughing like a little schoolgirl as he regained a bit of his stamina. He reached for the handle to Ryou's room his vision beginning to blur as he found it and turned it. He opened it and spotted his small frail looking light soundly asleep on his bed. Bakura hiccupped and smiled even more. He slinked over to the bed and grabbed Ryou's shoulder shaking him roughly. Ryou awoke with a start and looked up, spotting his yami staring at him with a lust filled gaze. Ryou jerked away, scared that Bakura would hit him again.
"Dun back 'way angel.I jus' wan' you come here." Bakura slurred moving closer to the frightened Ryou. Bakura smirked; he found it incredibly sexy for his pray to fear him. Bakura moved closer to Ryou until he was up against the wall off his bed. Hw whimpered lightly, terrified of what the look in his yami's eyes meant. Bakura frowned. "Stop movin' angel.Get ova here." Bakura said, totally over come with lust and desire for his lights lean body, tender skin and beautiful lips. Ryou was scared, he didn't know what was going on. Why did Bakura want him to come over to him? Was he going to hit him? No, he would have already done that.That look in his eyes.Ah god, what was that look in his eyes? Ryou wasn't sure if he wanted to know.
"What's going on yami-sama?" Ryou asked lightly, knowing he could be seriously hurt for speaking without permission. Bakura smiled again, this time a wide grin.
"So innocent.my hikari.That's what you are.mine.you'll always be mine. Now get over here before I have to force you." Bakura demanded. Ryou noticed an evil glint in his yami's eyes. They were darker and filled with what Ryou could finally place as desire. Bakura looked his light over noticing no flaws except the bruises and cuts that he himself had dealt Ryou. Ryou didn't like what was going on. He didn't like the look in Bakura's eyes and he certainly didn't like the way his yami kept looking him over.
".No." Ryou said hesitantly. Bakura growled possessively, then smirked.
"You are in no position to be saying no to me. You are mine. My innocent light.My possession.My property.My slave." Bakura growled once more as he grabbed Ryou's arm and pinned him beneath his body. He sat upon Ryou's waist his legs pinning Ryou's legs and his arms pinning his arms. Ryou looked at Bakura in complete horror. Bakura bent his head down and roughly captured Ryou's lips with his own, forcing his mouth open. Bakura shoved his tongue through the slit he had created efficiently making it bigger and explored Ryou's warm mouth, moaning in satisfaction. Ryou's eyes widened as he felt the intrusion and at the taste that was still lingering in his yami's mouth. Ryou gasped and instantly went rigid when he realized what the unknown flavor was. 'Ah Ra.no.yami.you're drunk.no.' thought Ryou, tears seeping through his closed eyes. Bakura kissed down to Ryou's neck, groping and touching all of the skin he could access causing Ryou to cry out in excruciating pain, while muttering words Ryou thought he'd never hear coming from his yami's mouth.
"Watashi no tenshi.watashi no koishii tenshi.hikari.koi." said Bakura suckling on Ryou's neck. More tears flew down Ryou's face as Bakura lifted off of him and reached down for his only source of clothing.
"Iie! Yami, onegai!!" Ryou cried out. Almost instantly a slap came across his face, stinging him and causing a red blotch form in the place of Bakura's hand. Ryou struggled, he did, but he was no match for his yami's strength. Bakura was amazed at how easy it was to get the little hikari to submit; however, he was far from complaining. Bakura smirked evilly and removed the last of their clothing, tears of betrayal in Ryou's eyes. The rest of the night was nothing but screams of pain and moans of pleasure.
~*~End Dream/Flashback Normal POV with Bakura~*~
Bakura smiled a sad smile as he walked through the familiar hallway that led to his and Ryou's soulrooms. He stopped when he came across two doors. One of a white frame and the other of a black frame. He turned toward the light door and went to open it but was shocked to see it open of it's on accord. He walked in, suddenly scared and nervous of what he was going to do. He looked around the dimly lit room and smiled sincerely when he saw Ryou sleeping peacefully in his bed. The thin sheets he had been using had fallen down to his waist during his sleep and Bakura had to wonder if anyone was that perfect. His pale skin and snow white hair was lit up by the moonlight that softly flowed in thorough the window. Ryou's complexion had changed dramatically, though his face was still as angelic as ever his chest now adorned light perfectly sculpted muscles. His shoulders were broad and his collarbone showed through his skin. He was no longer the small frail weakly that held the Sennen Ring, although his pale skin and hair had not changed at all, Bakura was glad for that. He longed to see Ryou's eyes. Those beautiful deep chocolate eyes that he would often lose himself in.
"Utsukushi.Tenshi koi." Bakura whispered. Ryou's eyebrows knitted up in a pained expression in his sleep. Bakura frowned, wondering if he was in pain.
"Angh.!" Ryou cried in pain. Bakura raced over to Ryou's bed and grabbed on to his shoulders. He yelped as his hands were scorched when he felt Ryou's skin.
"Oh, Ra! He's burning up!" cried Bakura as he set his hands back onto Ryou's shoulders not caring if he hurt himself. "Ryou! Ryou-chan are you alright?!" Bakura yelled trying to wake Ryou up. Ryou shook violently; sweat trickling down his face and onto the bed. Bakura knelt on the bed to get closer to Ryou.
"Ung.Ah.Y-yamete.onegai." Ryou muttered shaking even more.
"Ryou! Ryou, onegai wake up!" cried Bakura. Ryou shook again before his brilliant bright chocolate eyes opened to stare into Bakura's. Ryou squeaked and let out a muffled sob and wrenched away from Bakura's grasp fearing his dream to be coming back once again. Ryou brought the blankets up to his chin in fear as he backed away so far he hit the wall. Hurt flashed through Bakura's eyes as he went mute and sunk to his knees at the side of Ryou's bed. 'He's terrified of me...I mustn't move until or unless he asks me to. I don't want to frighten him any more than I all ready have.' thought Bakura lowering his head so it looked as if he was praying or submitting to Ryou. Ryou sniffled quietly wondering where his yami went off too. He saw a bit of his white/gray hair beside the bed and was curious as to why he wasn't forcing him. Suddenly all of his fear was gone and he moved the blankets down. He moved to the side of the bed and spotted his yami frozen in position. Ryou slowly got off the bed and knelt beside his yami.
"Yami? Are...are you real?" asked Ryou cautiously. Without answering, Bakura turned to face his hikari with sad eyes. The grief-filled yami leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Ryou's small waist, holding him close. Ryou let out a muffled sob, once again scared out of his mind until he heard and felt Bakura's tears. The small light gasped as the fresh hot tears traveled down his chest and stomach. This is what Bakura had longed for since...before he could even remember. He had always wanted to be held by his wonderful forever-forgiving hikari. He had wanted so many times in the past to just break down and cry, to show Ryou how he felt. Ryou was slow to respond although when he did the response was great. He wrapped his arms around his yami's muscular body and hugged him as close as possible. Ryou felt Bakura break even more under his touch. Ryou's eyebrows knitted together in worry.
"Yami...Daijoubu ka?" Ryou asked, caressing his yami's hair. Bakura sighed and moved away form Ryou's sweet embrace. He stood up and began to descend toward the door of his hikari's room. Ryou panicked slightly, realizing his yami was going to leave him. Ryou swiftly moved to block the door, tears still present and ready in his eyes. "You...you cant leave...I...I know that this is a dream...its only my subconscious mind allowing me to see you as you were at the karaoke. Please...Don't leave...Not yet..." Ryou said, shaking slightly. Bakura remained emotionless as he moved closer to Ryou. He stopped when he was at least an inch away from his beloved light. They stared at each other for a couple of minutes before Ryou collapsing into Bakura's open arms broke the silence. Ryou cried and cried until he forgot why he was crying. His body felt safe and warm in Bakura's embrace and all he wanted to do was cry. Bakura held onto he fallen angel as tightly as he could, trying to will away his pain and suffering. After ten minutes he had still not stopped crying. Bakura was beginning to get worried. He rubbed Ryou's back soothingly as the small boy whimpered.
"Are you alright, Ryou?" asked Bakura. Ryou sniffed and looked up, into the eyes of his yami. So cold those eyes...though they held an emotion Ryou had yet to place. Ryou starred into his eyes before water began to fill in his own once again.
"Why...? Why can't you be real...? I miss you so much...yami..." Ryou said lightly trying his hardest not to cry again. Bakura shushed him and leaned forward, covering Ryou's lips with his own. Ryou let out a cry although muffled by Bakura's mouth. Ryou clung tightly to Bakura, his knees beginning to give out as he arched his body to keep in better contact with the darker one. Bakura gently eased his hikari's lips open and let his tongue explore the newly found area that tasted of mint and light chocolate. Ryou moaned desperately in need as his hands tangled themselves in his yami's spiky hair. Bakura pushed Ryou's back in closer to him as the need for skin-to-skin contact was becoming unbearable. Ryou cried out in complete bliss as his yami ground his hips into his own. Bakura's very evident arousal pushing even more against Ryou's as the two moaned in undeniable pleasure. Ryou fell limp in Bakura's arms as he moved to suckle on a very sensitive part of skin at the base of his neck.
"Ryou..." Bakura moaned as his hands traveled up and down Ryou's unclothed slightly muscled back.
"Y-yami..." Ryou said lightly followed by a gasp of pleasure. Bakura stopped his assault on Ryou's admirable body and looked up to see said boy trembling, but not necessarily in fear. Ryou breathed in deeply as he felt Bakura stop his pleasuring. Ryou opening his eyes halfway, drunk with need and love that he felt for the yami of the Sennen Ring. Bakura looked into Ryou's eyes, both not blinking until Bakura leaned in and stole a chaste kiss before returning to stare into Ryou's bright chocolate eyes. Ryou looked at his questioningly.
"Bakura." Bakura choked out, almost an inaudible whisper. "Call me Bakura...Hikari Ryou." Bakura said, again grinding his hips into that of his hikari's. Ryou moaned loudly slightly in awe at what pleasure his yami could inflict upon him. Ryou dipped his head back as another wave of pleasure wracked through his lithe body. He grasped his yami by the shoulders and used them to hoist himself up as he wrapped his legs around his loves waist. Bakura growled deep in his throat, a look of bliss spreading across his face. Ryou yelped as he heard the powerful growl, saw the unreadable expression on his yami's face and mistook it to mean he was mad at him for his actions. He quickly tried to let his legs fall from his yami's waist when he realized that Bakura was preventing him from doing so. One of Bakura's hands was on Ryou's lower thigh and traveling up inside of his baggy boxer shorts, while the other was centered in the middle of his back holding Ryou tightly to him. Ryou's hands were flat on Bakura's chest and he held a scared look on his face. Without warning Bakura gripped Ryou's thigh harshly and crushed their lower bodies together loving the friction it provided. The feeling of being so close...the feeling of being with Bakura like this was something Ryou never even imagined would happen. Bakura let out another deep growl, one much like before. Ryou squeezed his eyes shut and let all of his thoughts sink in. 'Yami...he...He always said I was a weakling...A hikari not worthy of him...He said he could never love me...But here he is...feeling pleasure so intense not even he would dare say he's not feeling what I'm feeling right now. And...the feeling...The groans, the moans, the growls the harsh way he's handling me...is all caused by me. I am causing him this pleasure...me...and he isn't objecting...oh god...does he not realize how much I love, care and miss him? Oh god...' thought Ryou. Bakura growled and pushed Ryou against a nearby wall. He let the wall support Ryou as his hands explored his unclothed torso, tweaking his pert nipples.
"B-Ba-ku-kur-ra~!" Ryou cried out moaning and arching his slender body off of the wall and closer to Bakura's intimate touch. Bakura moved in and licked his hikari's neck slightly. Ryou shuttered and let his hands roam onto Bakura's clothed chest. Ryou let his hand go lower until he brushed Bakura's arousal. Bakura groaned, deep and throatily, biting down harshly into the junction where Ryou's neck met his shoulder, causing him to bleed profoundly. Bakura lapped up the blood and soothed the newly made wound with his tongue gently. Ryou's head was spinning. What his yami had done was so violent...so degrading...but Ryou loved it. He found he was beginning to love sex-induced pain and raked his nails across Bakura's back, hearing the sound of his nails ripping small slits into the offending piece of material. Bakura, being slightly masochist, moaned deeply. Ryou smiled slightly and lifted his yami's shirt over his head. Bakura smirked as he eyed his light who was currently admiring his muscled torso, etching the memory into his mind never to be forgotten. Ryou smiled and leaned in to lightly nip at his yami's neck earning him a growl and a possessive grip to the hips in approval. He looked up at Bakura, the happiness just radiating off of him, until he was ripped out of his yami's protective embrace by a powerful bright white light.
"Bakura!" Ryou shouted helplessly looking around for any sight of his love. He had to squint to be able to see his own hands.
"Ryou!" he heard Bakura call back. That was the last of the warmth his yami's presence had provided. After that all there was was emptiness, a bitter cold lonely emptiness that ate at his heart relentlessly. He clutched his chest when the light began to swirl around him. He squeezed his eyes shut and screamed.
"Ba~ku~ra~!" he screamed as his eyes flashed open only to see Yami and Yuugi looking down at him in worry. He looked around, confused. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks. He was awake. Tears clouded in his eyes and he let them fall. He had known it was a dream so why did he feel so utterly empty all of the sudden. He sniffed and let the tears fall faster.
"Ryou...are you all right?" asked Yuugi. Ryou turned his head to the side trying to hide his head and cried even more.
"Was a dream...just a dream..." Ryou murmured. "Please...leave me alone...Yuugi...Yami...please..." Ryou said. Yuugi looked hurt but complied without question.
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Sakura Li: Wow....I can't believe I wrote that!!!! Well please review and tell me what you think, this is also my first ever attempt at a Yaoi fic. Now for all you sissies, no I'm just kidding. The hole story behind why Bakura left was because one day he got drunk in a bar, more drunk than he'd ever been in his entire life (and that's like more than 5000 years!). He came home and tried to rape Ryou, what I wrote wasn't a full lime scene cause I couldn't bare to see the poor angel get hurt in my head anymore so more will be revealed later in upcoming chapters. While Ryou is having that dream or a recurring flashback of that very same night, Bakura comes into his soulroon just like he and Yami talked. He sees his light in distress and helps him, Ryou wakes up and gets scared; he thinks that Bakura's going to hurt him again. He find out other wise rather quickly and things move on from there, kissing touching groping....the hole shabang until Yuugi wakes Ryou up from inside his soulroom literally tearing Bakura from him. Ryou thinks the whole occurrence was a dream and Bakura wonders why Ryou kissed back. Naive aren't they...-.- Ja!
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//Of course I will.// Yami said smiling as they both laid down on Yuugi's bed leaving the door open. Yami pressed Yuugi against himself with his arms held protectively around his waist. 'Good luck Bakura.' was Yami's last thought before he surrendered to sleep.
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~*~Ryou's POV~*~
I sighed, Yuugi and Yami had brought me back to their house and were now putting me in the guest bedroom. However, I am too tired to protest. I sigh again as I fall into a deep sleep, already well aware of the dreams that plague me. Every night was always the same. I would walk to my yami's soulroom and check for him. Them, after not finding him, I return to my own soulroom. Depressed and completely ready for the dreams that were nothing but unforgotten flashbacks I lay down and fall into the horrid nightmares.
~*~Dream/Flashback In Normal POV~*~
Bakura hobbled out of the bar, more drunk than he had ever been in his entire life. He slurred as he walked into his hikari's house. He climbed the stairs that led to Ryou's room smiling lecherously. Hw knocked into the wall laughing like a little schoolgirl as he regained a bit of his stamina. He reached for the handle to Ryou's room his vision beginning to blur as he found it and turned it. He opened it and spotted his small frail looking light soundly asleep on his bed. Bakura hiccupped and smiled even more. He slinked over to the bed and grabbed Ryou's shoulder shaking him roughly. Ryou awoke with a start and looked up, spotting his yami staring at him with a lust filled gaze. Ryou jerked away, scared that Bakura would hit him again.
"Dun back 'way angel.I jus' wan' you come here." Bakura slurred moving closer to the frightened Ryou. Bakura smirked; he found it incredibly sexy for his pray to fear him. Bakura moved closer to Ryou until he was up against the wall off his bed. Hw whimpered lightly, terrified of what the look in his yami's eyes meant. Bakura frowned. "Stop movin' angel.Get ova here." Bakura said, totally over come with lust and desire for his lights lean body, tender skin and beautiful lips. Ryou was scared, he didn't know what was going on. Why did Bakura want him to come over to him? Was he going to hit him? No, he would have already done that.That look in his eyes.Ah god, what was that look in his eyes? Ryou wasn't sure if he wanted to know.
"What's going on yami-sama?" Ryou asked lightly, knowing he could be seriously hurt for speaking without permission. Bakura smiled again, this time a wide grin.
"So innocent.my hikari.That's what you are.mine.you'll always be mine. Now get over here before I have to force you." Bakura demanded. Ryou noticed an evil glint in his yami's eyes. They were darker and filled with what Ryou could finally place as desire. Bakura looked his light over noticing no flaws except the bruises and cuts that he himself had dealt Ryou. Ryou didn't like what was going on. He didn't like the look in Bakura's eyes and he certainly didn't like the way his yami kept looking him over.
".No." Ryou said hesitantly. Bakura growled possessively, then smirked.
"You are in no position to be saying no to me. You are mine. My innocent light.My possession.My property.My slave." Bakura growled once more as he grabbed Ryou's arm and pinned him beneath his body. He sat upon Ryou's waist his legs pinning Ryou's legs and his arms pinning his arms. Ryou looked at Bakura in complete horror. Bakura bent his head down and roughly captured Ryou's lips with his own, forcing his mouth open. Bakura shoved his tongue through the slit he had created efficiently making it bigger and explored Ryou's warm mouth, moaning in satisfaction. Ryou's eyes widened as he felt the intrusion and at the taste that was still lingering in his yami's mouth. Ryou gasped and instantly went rigid when he realized what the unknown flavor was. 'Ah Ra.no.yami.you're drunk.no.' thought Ryou, tears seeping through his closed eyes. Bakura kissed down to Ryou's neck, groping and touching all of the skin he could access causing Ryou to cry out in excruciating pain, while muttering words Ryou thought he'd never hear coming from his yami's mouth.
"Watashi no tenshi.watashi no koishii tenshi.hikari.koi." said Bakura suckling on Ryou's neck. More tears flew down Ryou's face as Bakura lifted off of him and reached down for his only source of clothing.
"Iie! Yami, onegai!!" Ryou cried out. Almost instantly a slap came across his face, stinging him and causing a red blotch form in the place of Bakura's hand. Ryou struggled, he did, but he was no match for his yami's strength. Bakura was amazed at how easy it was to get the little hikari to submit; however, he was far from complaining. Bakura smirked evilly and removed the last of their clothing, tears of betrayal in Ryou's eyes. The rest of the night was nothing but screams of pain and moans of pleasure.
~*~End Dream/Flashback Normal POV with Bakura~*~
Bakura smiled a sad smile as he walked through the familiar hallway that led to his and Ryou's soulrooms. He stopped when he came across two doors. One of a white frame and the other of a black frame. He turned toward the light door and went to open it but was shocked to see it open of it's on accord. He walked in, suddenly scared and nervous of what he was going to do. He looked around the dimly lit room and smiled sincerely when he saw Ryou sleeping peacefully in his bed. The thin sheets he had been using had fallen down to his waist during his sleep and Bakura had to wonder if anyone was that perfect. His pale skin and snow white hair was lit up by the moonlight that softly flowed in thorough the window. Ryou's complexion had changed dramatically, though his face was still as angelic as ever his chest now adorned light perfectly sculpted muscles. His shoulders were broad and his collarbone showed through his skin. He was no longer the small frail weakly that held the Sennen Ring, although his pale skin and hair had not changed at all, Bakura was glad for that. He longed to see Ryou's eyes. Those beautiful deep chocolate eyes that he would often lose himself in.
"Utsukushi.Tenshi koi." Bakura whispered. Ryou's eyebrows knitted up in a pained expression in his sleep. Bakura frowned, wondering if he was in pain.
"Angh.!" Ryou cried in pain. Bakura raced over to Ryou's bed and grabbed on to his shoulders. He yelped as his hands were scorched when he felt Ryou's skin.
"Oh, Ra! He's burning up!" cried Bakura as he set his hands back onto Ryou's shoulders not caring if he hurt himself. "Ryou! Ryou-chan are you alright?!" Bakura yelled trying to wake Ryou up. Ryou shook violently; sweat trickling down his face and onto the bed. Bakura knelt on the bed to get closer to Ryou.
"Ung.Ah.Y-yamete.onegai." Ryou muttered shaking even more.
"Ryou! Ryou, onegai wake up!" cried Bakura. Ryou shook again before his brilliant bright chocolate eyes opened to stare into Bakura's. Ryou squeaked and let out a muffled sob and wrenched away from Bakura's grasp fearing his dream to be coming back once again. Ryou brought the blankets up to his chin in fear as he backed away so far he hit the wall. Hurt flashed through Bakura's eyes as he went mute and sunk to his knees at the side of Ryou's bed. 'He's terrified of me...I mustn't move until or unless he asks me to. I don't want to frighten him any more than I all ready have.' thought Bakura lowering his head so it looked as if he was praying or submitting to Ryou. Ryou sniffled quietly wondering where his yami went off too. He saw a bit of his white/gray hair beside the bed and was curious as to why he wasn't forcing him. Suddenly all of his fear was gone and he moved the blankets down. He moved to the side of the bed and spotted his yami frozen in position. Ryou slowly got off the bed and knelt beside his yami.
"Yami? Are...are you real?" asked Ryou cautiously. Without answering, Bakura turned to face his hikari with sad eyes. The grief-filled yami leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Ryou's small waist, holding him close. Ryou let out a muffled sob, once again scared out of his mind until he heard and felt Bakura's tears. The small light gasped as the fresh hot tears traveled down his chest and stomach. This is what Bakura had longed for since...before he could even remember. He had always wanted to be held by his wonderful forever-forgiving hikari. He had wanted so many times in the past to just break down and cry, to show Ryou how he felt. Ryou was slow to respond although when he did the response was great. He wrapped his arms around his yami's muscular body and hugged him as close as possible. Ryou felt Bakura break even more under his touch. Ryou's eyebrows knitted together in worry.
"Yami...Daijoubu ka?" Ryou asked, caressing his yami's hair. Bakura sighed and moved away form Ryou's sweet embrace. He stood up and began to descend toward the door of his hikari's room. Ryou panicked slightly, realizing his yami was going to leave him. Ryou swiftly moved to block the door, tears still present and ready in his eyes. "You...you cant leave...I...I know that this is a dream...its only my subconscious mind allowing me to see you as you were at the karaoke. Please...Don't leave...Not yet..." Ryou said, shaking slightly. Bakura remained emotionless as he moved closer to Ryou. He stopped when he was at least an inch away from his beloved light. They stared at each other for a couple of minutes before Ryou collapsing into Bakura's open arms broke the silence. Ryou cried and cried until he forgot why he was crying. His body felt safe and warm in Bakura's embrace and all he wanted to do was cry. Bakura held onto he fallen angel as tightly as he could, trying to will away his pain and suffering. After ten minutes he had still not stopped crying. Bakura was beginning to get worried. He rubbed Ryou's back soothingly as the small boy whimpered.
"Are you alright, Ryou?" asked Bakura. Ryou sniffed and looked up, into the eyes of his yami. So cold those eyes...though they held an emotion Ryou had yet to place. Ryou starred into his eyes before water began to fill in his own once again.
"Why...? Why can't you be real...? I miss you so much...yami..." Ryou said lightly trying his hardest not to cry again. Bakura shushed him and leaned forward, covering Ryou's lips with his own. Ryou let out a cry although muffled by Bakura's mouth. Ryou clung tightly to Bakura, his knees beginning to give out as he arched his body to keep in better contact with the darker one. Bakura gently eased his hikari's lips open and let his tongue explore the newly found area that tasted of mint and light chocolate. Ryou moaned desperately in need as his hands tangled themselves in his yami's spiky hair. Bakura pushed Ryou's back in closer to him as the need for skin-to-skin contact was becoming unbearable. Ryou cried out in complete bliss as his yami ground his hips into his own. Bakura's very evident arousal pushing even more against Ryou's as the two moaned in undeniable pleasure. Ryou fell limp in Bakura's arms as he moved to suckle on a very sensitive part of skin at the base of his neck.
"Ryou..." Bakura moaned as his hands traveled up and down Ryou's unclothed slightly muscled back.
"Y-yami..." Ryou said lightly followed by a gasp of pleasure. Bakura stopped his assault on Ryou's admirable body and looked up to see said boy trembling, but not necessarily in fear. Ryou breathed in deeply as he felt Bakura stop his pleasuring. Ryou opening his eyes halfway, drunk with need and love that he felt for the yami of the Sennen Ring. Bakura looked into Ryou's eyes, both not blinking until Bakura leaned in and stole a chaste kiss before returning to stare into Ryou's bright chocolate eyes. Ryou looked at his questioningly.
"Bakura." Bakura choked out, almost an inaudible whisper. "Call me Bakura...Hikari Ryou." Bakura said, again grinding his hips into that of his hikari's. Ryou moaned loudly slightly in awe at what pleasure his yami could inflict upon him. Ryou dipped his head back as another wave of pleasure wracked through his lithe body. He grasped his yami by the shoulders and used them to hoist himself up as he wrapped his legs around his loves waist. Bakura growled deep in his throat, a look of bliss spreading across his face. Ryou yelped as he heard the powerful growl, saw the unreadable expression on his yami's face and mistook it to mean he was mad at him for his actions. He quickly tried to let his legs fall from his yami's waist when he realized that Bakura was preventing him from doing so. One of Bakura's hands was on Ryou's lower thigh and traveling up inside of his baggy boxer shorts, while the other was centered in the middle of his back holding Ryou tightly to him. Ryou's hands were flat on Bakura's chest and he held a scared look on his face. Without warning Bakura gripped Ryou's thigh harshly and crushed their lower bodies together loving the friction it provided. The feeling of being so close...the feeling of being with Bakura like this was something Ryou never even imagined would happen. Bakura let out another deep growl, one much like before. Ryou squeezed his eyes shut and let all of his thoughts sink in. 'Yami...he...He always said I was a weakling...A hikari not worthy of him...He said he could never love me...But here he is...feeling pleasure so intense not even he would dare say he's not feeling what I'm feeling right now. And...the feeling...The groans, the moans, the growls the harsh way he's handling me...is all caused by me. I am causing him this pleasure...me...and he isn't objecting...oh god...does he not realize how much I love, care and miss him? Oh god...' thought Ryou. Bakura growled and pushed Ryou against a nearby wall. He let the wall support Ryou as his hands explored his unclothed torso, tweaking his pert nipples.
"B-Ba-ku-kur-ra~!" Ryou cried out moaning and arching his slender body off of the wall and closer to Bakura's intimate touch. Bakura moved in and licked his hikari's neck slightly. Ryou shuttered and let his hands roam onto Bakura's clothed chest. Ryou let his hand go lower until he brushed Bakura's arousal. Bakura groaned, deep and throatily, biting down harshly into the junction where Ryou's neck met his shoulder, causing him to bleed profoundly. Bakura lapped up the blood and soothed the newly made wound with his tongue gently. Ryou's head was spinning. What his yami had done was so violent...so degrading...but Ryou loved it. He found he was beginning to love sex-induced pain and raked his nails across Bakura's back, hearing the sound of his nails ripping small slits into the offending piece of material. Bakura, being slightly masochist, moaned deeply. Ryou smiled slightly and lifted his yami's shirt over his head. Bakura smirked as he eyed his light who was currently admiring his muscled torso, etching the memory into his mind never to be forgotten. Ryou smiled and leaned in to lightly nip at his yami's neck earning him a growl and a possessive grip to the hips in approval. He looked up at Bakura, the happiness just radiating off of him, until he was ripped out of his yami's protective embrace by a powerful bright white light.
"Bakura!" Ryou shouted helplessly looking around for any sight of his love. He had to squint to be able to see his own hands.
"Ryou!" he heard Bakura call back. That was the last of the warmth his yami's presence had provided. After that all there was was emptiness, a bitter cold lonely emptiness that ate at his heart relentlessly. He clutched his chest when the light began to swirl around him. He squeezed his eyes shut and screamed.
"Ba~ku~ra~!" he screamed as his eyes flashed open only to see Yami and Yuugi looking down at him in worry. He looked around, confused. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks. He was awake. Tears clouded in his eyes and he let them fall. He had known it was a dream so why did he feel so utterly empty all of the sudden. He sniffed and let the tears fall faster.
"Ryou...are you all right?" asked Yuugi. Ryou turned his head to the side trying to hide his head and cried even more.
"Was a dream...just a dream..." Ryou murmured. "Please...leave me alone...Yuugi...Yami...please..." Ryou said. Yuugi looked hurt but complied without question.
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Sakura Li: Wow....I can't believe I wrote that!!!! Well please review and tell me what you think, this is also my first ever attempt at a Yaoi fic. Now for all you sissies, no I'm just kidding. The hole story behind why Bakura left was because one day he got drunk in a bar, more drunk than he'd ever been in his entire life (and that's like more than 5000 years!). He came home and tried to rape Ryou, what I wrote wasn't a full lime scene cause I couldn't bare to see the poor angel get hurt in my head anymore so more will be revealed later in upcoming chapters. While Ryou is having that dream or a recurring flashback of that very same night, Bakura comes into his soulroon just like he and Yami talked. He sees his light in distress and helps him, Ryou wakes up and gets scared; he thinks that Bakura's going to hurt him again. He find out other wise rather quickly and things move on from there, kissing touching groping....the hole shabang until Yuugi wakes Ryou up from inside his soulroom literally tearing Bakura from him. Ryou thinks the whole occurrence was a dream and Bakura wonders why Ryou kissed back. Naive aren't they...-.- Ja!