Well, Sad Eyes Chan here, back again with my third fic. This is gonna be
my first AU, so please be nice.
Summary: There's nothing one can do. All I hopeless. All of his love is gone, everyone betrays him. Everyone leaves him. Can no one save him? **Bakura/Ryou**
Don't own Yu Gi Oh
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~ Ryou ~
I was constantly being kicked around, like some rag doll. My supposed 'father' was throwing me around, as if I was nothing. "You're such a disgrace!" was one of the things can he said most often. I was always being yelled at, for one reason or another.
My Mom would yell at me for not being smart enough.
My Sister yelled, for I was her annoying, 'gay' disgrace of a brother to her.
And my Father yelled at me for not being 'manly' enough.
Even my own teachers and classmates attack me. For my lack of self esteem or my feminine features, it doesn't matter.
Everyone yells at me.
Everyone hates me.
I admit, I'm not the sharpest of the bunch, I'm no Jounouchi Katsuya, the babe-ish jock of Domino High. Nor am I a 'kawaii' Moutto Yuugi or anyone else at my School (or anyone on the Planet, for that matter.). No, I can never please anyone, I can never make anyone laugh or smile.
Because they all indirectly hate me.
But no one knows me.
No one knows Ryou.
As my 'father' finishes his 'lessons', I lay sprawled on the floor of our quaint apartment. My Mom just looked past the whole ordeal, sticking her nose up, all snotty-like in the air. My sister-Amane-continues reading her "Harry Potter" books and I am now just a long forgotten, side-show spectacle.
Everyone looks past me.
No one cares for me.
As I walk out of the apartment, all battered and bruised, I see some of my fellow colleges and they all glare at me. So, I stare at the ground, as if it was interesting.
This is my normal routine for the day. Wake-up, get harassed by my parents, go to school, and get harassed some more. Gee, isn't my life just 'dandy'? Just 'paradise'?
School passed by, with its usual dullness and I was unfazed by it all. That was until third period, when there was a new student coming into the class. His resemblance to me was shocking, none-the-less, but there were so many differences that I saw.
His eyes were brown.
Mine were green.
His body was more sinewy.
Mine was more feminine.
And I could go on and on, but I wouldn't want to sound obsessive, now would I? It's very queer, how we look alike and all, but he's just...Harder. Meaner. Colder. His eyes are so cold, that they send shivers down my spine. Although, they are lovely, none-the-less.
I'm not impelling that I like him in anyway, God no! [1.] He's a guy, me also, and liking one of the same gender casts you out as being homosexual. Which is something that people don't approve of. [2.] I don't even know him, besides, even if (by some chance of fate) he WAS also...Gay, he wouldn't pay attention to me.
After all, I'm nothing more than a memory.
I'm everyone's shadow.
Near the end of the class, I heard what his name was.
Zoku-ou Bakura.
Though his first name, being my family name, I couldn't help but think:
What a nice name.
He was in the rest of my classes.
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Hm, what do you think? And this won't be a typical Bakura/Ryou fic! I promise you that!
Um, please R&R?
Summary: There's nothing one can do. All I hopeless. All of his love is gone, everyone betrays him. Everyone leaves him. Can no one save him? **Bakura/Ryou**
Don't own Yu Gi Oh
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
~ Ryou ~
I was constantly being kicked around, like some rag doll. My supposed 'father' was throwing me around, as if I was nothing. "You're such a disgrace!" was one of the things can he said most often. I was always being yelled at, for one reason or another.
My Mom would yell at me for not being smart enough.
My Sister yelled, for I was her annoying, 'gay' disgrace of a brother to her.
And my Father yelled at me for not being 'manly' enough.
Even my own teachers and classmates attack me. For my lack of self esteem or my feminine features, it doesn't matter.
Everyone yells at me.
Everyone hates me.
I admit, I'm not the sharpest of the bunch, I'm no Jounouchi Katsuya, the babe-ish jock of Domino High. Nor am I a 'kawaii' Moutto Yuugi or anyone else at my School (or anyone on the Planet, for that matter.). No, I can never please anyone, I can never make anyone laugh or smile.
Because they all indirectly hate me.
But no one knows me.
No one knows Ryou.
As my 'father' finishes his 'lessons', I lay sprawled on the floor of our quaint apartment. My Mom just looked past the whole ordeal, sticking her nose up, all snotty-like in the air. My sister-Amane-continues reading her "Harry Potter" books and I am now just a long forgotten, side-show spectacle.
Everyone looks past me.
No one cares for me.
As I walk out of the apartment, all battered and bruised, I see some of my fellow colleges and they all glare at me. So, I stare at the ground, as if it was interesting.
This is my normal routine for the day. Wake-up, get harassed by my parents, go to school, and get harassed some more. Gee, isn't my life just 'dandy'? Just 'paradise'?
School passed by, with its usual dullness and I was unfazed by it all. That was until third period, when there was a new student coming into the class. His resemblance to me was shocking, none-the-less, but there were so many differences that I saw.
His eyes were brown.
Mine were green.
His body was more sinewy.
Mine was more feminine.
And I could go on and on, but I wouldn't want to sound obsessive, now would I? It's very queer, how we look alike and all, but he's just...Harder. Meaner. Colder. His eyes are so cold, that they send shivers down my spine. Although, they are lovely, none-the-less.
I'm not impelling that I like him in anyway, God no! [1.] He's a guy, me also, and liking one of the same gender casts you out as being homosexual. Which is something that people don't approve of. [2.] I don't even know him, besides, even if (by some chance of fate) he WAS also...Gay, he wouldn't pay attention to me.
After all, I'm nothing more than a memory.
I'm everyone's shadow.
Near the end of the class, I heard what his name was.
Zoku-ou Bakura.
Though his first name, being my family name, I couldn't help but think:
What a nice name.
He was in the rest of my classes.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
Hm, what do you think? And this won't be a typical Bakura/Ryou fic! I promise you that!
Um, please R&R?