[Author's Note: Well.. Hello there. It's me.
Yeah, I'm kinda back again. I think I finally got over my writer's block or at
least I decided I should really go and work on this fic again. I'll try to
write everything all over again and I really hope I'll be satisfied with my
work this time. Keep your fingers crossed! Keep reviewing, it's really
motivating me!!]
Hikari Bakura = Ryou
Yami Bakura = Bakura
Yami Yugi = Yami
Hikari Marik = Malik
Yami Marik = Marik
Japanese in this chapter:
yami = darkness
aibou = love (nickname)
hikari = light
koi = lover
iie = no
MY FALLEN ANGEL
Chapter One – My Last Breath
"Come on, Ryou,
we're going to be late!" the voice of the silverhaired yami echoed throughout
the house. "Just a second!" The younger boy limped down the stairs and almost
tripped over a shoe, that lay on one of the steps. He yelped and swayed for a
few seconds, trying to get his balance until a pair of strong hands grabbed him
and pulled him close.
"Watch where you're going." Bakura smiled down at his
lighter half. "Don't act all heroic and stuff. If you wouldn't have thrown down
your clothes all over the entire house, I wouldn't have-..." Ryou was silenced
by a quick and soft kiss. "Shut your sweet mouth, aibou, we're really late. I
don't want the Pharao bitching at me through the whole movie.."
The two whitehaired boys were supposed to meet Yugi and Yami at the cinema, but
thanks to the sudden urge of Bakura to.. get close with Ryou, they weren't on
time. After both of them got out of the house, Ryou locked the door and put the
key in the pocked of his pair of jeans.
The yami took his lover's hand and carefully pulled him along. "It's all your
fault!" Ryou complained. "Just because you got horny.." He lowered his voice at
the last word, blushing slightly. Bakura smirked and gave his hikari a soft
slap on the ass. Said boy jumped and squeaked. "Bakura!" he scolded, glaring at
him in a playful manner. "I know what my name is." The other one replied
grinning. "Now hurry up, my brown eyed pretty."
The two of them started racing down the street while Ryou was rubbing his sore
bottom with a pained look on his face. After they had past a couple of streets,
the hikari suddenly stopped. He bent over to steady himself on his knees, his
breath coming in short intervalls. "I can't.. go on.." He winced as a jolt of
pain ran through his spine and he fell to his knees. Bakura kneeled down beside
him and began to softly stroke the hurting area.
"I'm sorry, Ryou. I think I overdid it earlier.." He gazed around, recognizing
their surroundings. "Listen, aibou, we're close to the cinema. There are only
couple of streets left and we could shorten the distance by using that alley
over there. Trust me, it won't take us long." The silverhaired hikari lifted
his head, looking at the alley way his darker half was pinting at.
"I-I..alright." He sighed.
Bakura helped him up and softly dragged him behind himself. As they walked
along the street, Ryou looked around nervously. The alley was very dark, the
shadows caused by the shabby houses around them. It didn't look like the path
was being used often, but there was a lot of trash and dirt lying around. Ryou
frowned when he noticed rats devouring something rotten.
"I hope you're right with us being close to the movies." Ryou muttered. "…I
don't like this place." Bakura glanced down at him. "Oh, are you scared, koi?"
He chuckled and moved closer to the boy. "I'll protect you from the monsters
inside here, I promise." The hikari whacked him over the head. "Stop making fun
of me!" he warned half-heartilly, but moved closer nonetheless.
A sudden shout caught their attention. A man, around the age of thirty,
appeared from behind of the boxes that were lying around. He was dressed in
dirty rags and pointed a sharp knife at them. "Gimme your m'ney!" he slurred.
Ryou shrieked and hid behind his yami, who growled angrily. "Get the hell out
of my face and I won't harm you.." The man grinned in response, revealing a
couple of brown teeth. "Make me."
The brown eyed leaped on the man on high speed and punched him hard in his
stomach. The guy gasped and fell to the ground, letting go of his knife which
fell to the ground with a soft clang. Bakura stepped closer to him, and pushed
the weapon aside. He kicked him several times in the ribs until he heard a
crack and backed off again.
"I told you not to mess with us." He scowled and closed his eyes, concentrating
on drawing strengt from the millenium ring on Ryou's chest. "Bakura! Iie!" the
whitehaired hikari cried out, making the other one turn around with a puzzled
look on his face. "What's the matter, Ryou?" he asked in a confused tone. Ryou
lowered his gaze. "Let's just leave. Leave him here and hurry to the cinema!
Please..? he pleaded and gazed up again.
His brown eyes wandered past Bakuras face and widened in shock. There was a
soft click. Startled the yami turned around and stared at the man, who was
still lying on the ground. He held a gun in his right hand, which was pointed
at the silverhaired yami. He grimaced and pulled the trigger. Too slow to
react, Bakura just closed his eyes, expecting the pain.
…that never came.
Instead of that ne noticed a strange something running through his heart. It
felt like something was being ripped from him and he somehow felt sick all of
sudden. His dark brown eyes snapped open and he stared at the middle-aged man
in disbelieve. He wasn't hurt!
"Hitting the mark isn't easy, huh?" Bakura snickered and smirked. The mun just
grinned sadistically. Suddenly the silverhaired yami realized it. His gaze
shifted upon the gun, that wasn't pointed at him anymore. Shocked, he whirled
around. Ryou lay on the ground, panting heavily. His hands were pressed down on
his stomach and blood was dripping through his fingers.
Hold on to
me love
You know I can't stay long
All I wanted to say was
I love you and I'm not afraid
Can you hear me?
Can you
feel me in your arms?
Bakura rushed over to his hikari and kneeled down
beside him. He carefully gathered him up and held him close to his own chest.
"Holt on, Ryou! You can do it! Oh, Ra, no! Ryou, hold on!!" – "B-Bakura.." Ryou
lifted a trembling hand and caressing his lover's face with his fingertips.
"I-I'm okay.. It doesn't e-even hurt.. I-I.. think it.. went right through.."
The spirit of the ring stared at him horrified.
"Ku-Kura.. ai.. ai shiteru.." The whitehaired whispered and lowered his hand,
clenching his stomach tightly again.
Holding my
last breath
Safe inside myself
Are all my thoughts of you
Sweet raptured light
It ends here tonight
Ryou coughed
heavily, choking up blood. Snapping out of his trance-like state, Bakura held
him only closer, desperately pressing a hand on his aibou's bleeding stomach.
His other hand kept stroking the younger one's upper arm, trying to soothe his
pain. The sami's mind felt like a rollercoaster. Not being able to form a clear
thought, he whispered almost fearfully to his love. "Don't give up..! Please
Ryou, koi, don't give up!!"
"I… won't make it.." Bakura gasped in horror. "Don't say that, Ryou! Stop
saying nonsense!"
The hikari's chocolate brown eyes were glazed over. None of them noticed the
sky getting darker because heavy rainclouds blocked the sun. Something dripped
on Ryou's cheek and he weakly looked up. Tears were streaming from Bakura's
eyes as he tried his best so suppress his sobbs. He looked so shattered, it
broke Ryou's heart.
I'll miss the winter
A world of fragile things
Look for me in the white forrest
Hiding in a hollow tree (come find me)
I know you hear me
I can taste it in your tears
"I'll miss it.." he suddenly murmured.
Bakura, who was biting his lower lip, looked at him. "What..?" he softly asked,
his voice trembling. Ryou smiled dreamily. "The winter. The snow. The two of us
playing in the snow." He coughed full of pain. The yami didn't dare to say a word.
"Christmas. The two of us screwing like bunnies beneath the tree.." The
whitehaired chuckled slightly, but stopped immediately, choking up crimson
blood again.
Any other day, any other situation, Bakura would have laughed. But not now, not
here. First raindrops fell from the sky. It was almost like heavon cried along
with the brown eyed yami, showing its sympathy and trying to comfort him. The
droplets ran along their bodies, caressing the outlines of Ryou's face. Bakura
once again noticed, how beautiful his love was. Even in a situation like this,
he was still pretty to him. His Ryou.
Bakura sobbed out loud and hid his face in Ryou's damp white hair. His whole
body was shacking as he cried his heart out.
Holding my last breath
Safe inside myself
Are all my thoughts of you
Sweet raptured light
It ends here tonight
"Tomb robber?!"
A loud, horrified gasp could be heard and Bakura lifted his head high enough,
so he could look through his white bangs. His eyes were drowned in tears and
flickered slightly as he glanced to the other end of the alley. Yami Yugi and
Yugi were standing there, utterly shocked. Yugis hands were pressed to his lips
and his eyes widened in fear. Yami didn't look any better, though he seemed a
little more pulled together. They started running simultaneously, dashing
towards the two whitehaired boys.
Yami stopped beside the middle-aged man, who still lay on the ground, holding
his broken ribs. His crimson eyes narrowed and pure hatred could be seen in
them. He slowly lifted his arm, pointing his palm at him. The eye of Ra
appeared on his forehead. "Mind-Crush..!" he whispered icily. He looked
satisfied with himself, as the man let go of a silent scream, expressing his
agony as his soul got ripped away. His body fell lifelessly to the ground.
Yugi kept staring at his two friend. He gave a muffled cry and tried to brush
the hot tears streaming down his small face away. Even though he didn't succeed
he still tried despairingly. Yami stepped up to him and quickly pulled him to
his chest with a swift movement, hugging him tightly. The hikari hid his face
in Yami's black shirt, sobbing like a helpless baby and shivering. Yami started
stroking his back as he stared down at the drama.
Closing your eyes to disappear
You pray your dreams will leave you here
But still you wake and know the truth
No one's there
Bakura was well aware of the pharao's stare on him and his love, but he didn't
look up. He just pressed his hikari closer to himself and clenched his eyes
shut, letting his tears flow freely. All the time he had tried to build up a
wall around himself, keeping emotions like grief locked away. He tried to
shielt himself from the love of his hikari, until he noticed how much he needed
him. He didn't care about the fact that his reputation as person with a heart
of stone was crumbling away more and more by the second. All that mattered to
him was his Ryou. His dying Ryou.
"It can't be.. it just can't be! It has to be a dream! A damn nightmare! Let me
wake up!! LET ME WAKE UP!!" he screamed out loud, desperately trying to wake
up.
But he knew, deep inside of his heart he knew, that it wasn't a dream. It was
the truth, reality, his life. A soft whimper escaped his lips as he realized
that. He would never wake up with Ryou by his side anymore. He would never be
able to see those beautful chestnut brown eyes sparkling at him, nor would he
see Ryou's flashing smile. He would never ever see him, feel him, taste him
again. Never.
"Don't leave me.." he mumbled almost inaudible.
Say goodnight
Don't be afraid
Calling me
Calling me as you fade to black
There was a soft movement. Bakura lifted his head to notice Ryou turning his
head to his yami. His eyes were also full of tears and almost completely
closed. A soft smile was playing on his lips, but the older one knew, he was
hiding his pain.
"Ryou…"
As he felt all the strenght that was left being drawn from himself, Ryou
swallowed. He tried his best to keep smiling, attempting to reassure his lover
that everything was okay. "Don't cry. I'll be fine." Bakura's gaze softened a
bit as he brushed away a silver strand on his koi's face. The hikari leaned
into the tough and sighed softly. Then he smiled again and a single tear
slipped past his right left eye, as he whispered his last words.
"Ai shiteru, Kura-chan.."
Ryou's head fell to the side and he let got of his last breath, he never knew
he was holding. Bakura's eyes widened and something inside of him shattered. He
could feel Ryou's presence, his only love, slowly fading away. He was gone, like
someone had just blown out his life's torch. None of all those who were present
noticed the millenium ring glowing softly for a brief second, before it turned
back to normal. Raindrops splattered on it, making a soft sound as the hit the
cold jewelry.
"Ryou! No, Ryou, don't go! Don't leave me! No, don't! Ryou!! Ryou!!!" Bakura
screamed despairingly and pressed the dead body against himself. He shook him
as if that behavior would bring him back. He tried reaching him through their
link, but only felt darkness and a vacancy that tore him apart.
Standing nearby them, Yugi collapsed against Yami. Everything was too much for
him to bare. Yami averted his gaze, as Bakura let go of a last mournful scream.
"RYOU!!!"
[Author's Note: O____O Oh my God.. I've done it again.. I killed my favy
character.. T.T *hits herself with a cactus*]
