((Author's note: Wow, I have 30 REVIEWS. I'm so happy. :::huggles
Bakura and Ryou; receives death glare from Bakura::: This is great. Thanks
to everyone! I love you guys! Keep up the REVIEWS!!!))
Bakura- :::brushes himself off::: That's sick, I've been hugged one too many times.
Ryou- Awe, it wasn't that bad was it? :::receives another death glare from Bakura::: Oh, I guess it is. Can I give you one more hug?
Bakura- No.
Ryou- :::looks into Bakura's angry slanted eyes with big chibi eyes. Bottom lip quivers in pouty expression:::
Bakura- NO! MUST RESIST! AH! Can't help it, he's too cute. :::hugs Ryou:::
Black Sabre- Too cute. OK guys. We have a new REVIEWER. Make her feel welcome.
Bakura- :::laughs to himself::: My pleasure.
Ryou- OHIYA Dragon's Venom! Welcome to our little angsty fic.
Bakura- Yes... welcome. :::plays with knife in his hands.:::
Ryou- No! You can't! She's a good one. You can send someone to the Shadow Realm if a flame comes. :::Please for your sake, no FLAMES!:::
Bakura- YES!
Black Sabre- What have you done Ryou?
Ryou- :::gulps::: Um.. thanks everyone for REVIEWING. Black Sabre own nothing.
Bakura- Oh, before I forget I have a thank you also.
Black Sabre and Ryou- WHAT?!
Bakura- don't get used to it, but this Thank You belongs to Nikou Kaiba for taking that ignorant bastard, Yami, off her list. Thanks. I owe you. Please continue the story now.
:::::::::::::POY::::::::::::::::
Malik grabbed Ryou by the hair and dragged him down the wet streets towards his lair. He would have fun with this boy tonight. He motioned for his followers to chain Bakura up and haul him along. Again he laughed cruelly. The lightning still flashed and the thunder still shook the earth. Under perfect disguise of darkness, Malik made his escape without a trace.
"I will help you Ryou. Don't lose your heart!"
With that the cloaked figure vanished into the night.
:::::::::::::Tears of the Sands:::::::::::::::ch9:::::::::Woohoo!:::::::::::::::
Darkness surrounded Ryou's already clouded eyes. He knew that he would be hurting in a little bit; but right now he was numb to Malik's inflicted pain. He could hear Malik's cruel voice echoing around him. Ryou was scared, but more for Bakura. Ever since being thrown into the dark room he had not once heard him. 'Where am I?' Ryou's mind wondered. He felt alone; his soul room was empty without Bakura. The Ring must have been taken from him. 'I'm sorry Bakura; I tried to wait for you.' With that Ryou burst into tears once more.
:::General POV in Bakura's cell:::
"Where the hell am I and why do I hurt so badly? I haven't felt this weak since being trampled by a chariot back in Egypt! Ryou? Ryou?! Where are you?" His voice was silenced by a door opening in the opposite end of the room from him.
"You don't need to yell too loudly, no one can hear you."
"Malik! What have you done with Ryou?"
"He is safe; but I can't say that for you. After all, you seem to be messing up my plans all the time," Malik sneered.
"What plans of yours have I messed with?" Bakura snapped.
"Plenty, one is that I could've had the Pharaoh in my clutches by now; if it wasn't for you having beaten up Ryou."
Bakura's stomach twisted and he doubled over in pain from the memory. "How did you know," he choked.
"Please Bakura, you think that Ryou hasn't mentioned that?" Malik lied.
"Ryou has told you? What else has he said?!" Bakura pleaded.
"I hate to break it to you, but I think that Ryou's love for you has been completely wiped away. After all, you failed to save him from me. I thought you said that you would never hurt him again? Well, looks like that's the last lie that he'll hear from you." Malik laughed mercilessly at the pain he was causing for Bakura. With that he turned and shut the door.
"Ryou, I don't blame you for hating me. You are better off without me. I should've never brought you into this mess," he silently confessed to the darkness.
::::::General POV in Ryou's cell:::::::
Ryou's sobs had been reduced to tiny whimpers. He now sat alone with his legs drawn up about him. His head jerked up upon hearing the door open. He could not make out a face, just a figure. A blinding light lit up the room. Ryou's eyes dilated to accustom the new brightness. He fixed his gaze on the figure. It was Malik.
"I am very glad you woke up. I was beginning to think that my mind slaves had hurt you too badly. Sorry for the bruises; I didn't quite mean it to go that far."
"It's all right. Where is Bakura?!"
Malik's fake smile formed into a smirk. "He's in another room. He'll heal in time from me. Though I'm not sure about the pain that you caused him. He seemed rather upset about you not waiting for him."
"Oh gods, I never meant to leave him," Ryou choked back tears.
"Of course you didn't; but I don't think he will ever listen to you again," Malik faked a consoling attitude.
"He must hate me. Oh Bakura I'm so sorry!"
"My poor Ryou, is there anything I can do?"
"Not unless you can change the past."
Malik walked over to the fragile form crouching in the corner and lifted him into an embrace. He sat back down with Ryou in his lap and cradled him in his arms. Ryou broke into tears once more as he leaned his head into Malik. 'Perfect.' Malik thought to himself.
:::General POV Bakura's room:::
Bakura sat chained to the wall in darkness crying softly to himself.
"I threw it all away. I'm so sorry Ryou; I never meant it to end this way! Now that Ryou hates me, there is nothing left for me to live for."
As if on cue, a door opened. In the doorway a mind slave of Malik's stood. He didn't know which one; they all looked the same to him. The rare hunter threw something in Bakura's direction and it skidded to a halt at his feet. The door was shut. Bakura fumbled in the darkness and felt something cold. It was sharp.
"Forgive me Ryou for loving you."
((Author's note: OK guys. REVIEW! Don't hate me for ending it here!))
Bakura- :::brushes himself off::: That's sick, I've been hugged one too many times.
Ryou- Awe, it wasn't that bad was it? :::receives another death glare from Bakura::: Oh, I guess it is. Can I give you one more hug?
Bakura- No.
Ryou- :::looks into Bakura's angry slanted eyes with big chibi eyes. Bottom lip quivers in pouty expression:::
Bakura- NO! MUST RESIST! AH! Can't help it, he's too cute. :::hugs Ryou:::
Black Sabre- Too cute. OK guys. We have a new REVIEWER. Make her feel welcome.
Bakura- :::laughs to himself::: My pleasure.
Ryou- OHIYA Dragon's Venom! Welcome to our little angsty fic.
Bakura- Yes... welcome. :::plays with knife in his hands.:::
Ryou- No! You can't! She's a good one. You can send someone to the Shadow Realm if a flame comes. :::Please for your sake, no FLAMES!:::
Bakura- YES!
Black Sabre- What have you done Ryou?
Ryou- :::gulps::: Um.. thanks everyone for REVIEWING. Black Sabre own nothing.
Bakura- Oh, before I forget I have a thank you also.
Black Sabre and Ryou- WHAT?!
Bakura- don't get used to it, but this Thank You belongs to Nikou Kaiba for taking that ignorant bastard, Yami, off her list. Thanks. I owe you. Please continue the story now.
:::::::::::::POY::::::::::::::::
Malik grabbed Ryou by the hair and dragged him down the wet streets towards his lair. He would have fun with this boy tonight. He motioned for his followers to chain Bakura up and haul him along. Again he laughed cruelly. The lightning still flashed and the thunder still shook the earth. Under perfect disguise of darkness, Malik made his escape without a trace.
"I will help you Ryou. Don't lose your heart!"
With that the cloaked figure vanished into the night.
:::::::::::::Tears of the Sands:::::::::::::::ch9:::::::::Woohoo!:::::::::::::::
Darkness surrounded Ryou's already clouded eyes. He knew that he would be hurting in a little bit; but right now he was numb to Malik's inflicted pain. He could hear Malik's cruel voice echoing around him. Ryou was scared, but more for Bakura. Ever since being thrown into the dark room he had not once heard him. 'Where am I?' Ryou's mind wondered. He felt alone; his soul room was empty without Bakura. The Ring must have been taken from him. 'I'm sorry Bakura; I tried to wait for you.' With that Ryou burst into tears once more.
:::General POV in Bakura's cell:::
"Where the hell am I and why do I hurt so badly? I haven't felt this weak since being trampled by a chariot back in Egypt! Ryou? Ryou?! Where are you?" His voice was silenced by a door opening in the opposite end of the room from him.
"You don't need to yell too loudly, no one can hear you."
"Malik! What have you done with Ryou?"
"He is safe; but I can't say that for you. After all, you seem to be messing up my plans all the time," Malik sneered.
"What plans of yours have I messed with?" Bakura snapped.
"Plenty, one is that I could've had the Pharaoh in my clutches by now; if it wasn't for you having beaten up Ryou."
Bakura's stomach twisted and he doubled over in pain from the memory. "How did you know," he choked.
"Please Bakura, you think that Ryou hasn't mentioned that?" Malik lied.
"Ryou has told you? What else has he said?!" Bakura pleaded.
"I hate to break it to you, but I think that Ryou's love for you has been completely wiped away. After all, you failed to save him from me. I thought you said that you would never hurt him again? Well, looks like that's the last lie that he'll hear from you." Malik laughed mercilessly at the pain he was causing for Bakura. With that he turned and shut the door.
"Ryou, I don't blame you for hating me. You are better off without me. I should've never brought you into this mess," he silently confessed to the darkness.
::::::General POV in Ryou's cell:::::::
Ryou's sobs had been reduced to tiny whimpers. He now sat alone with his legs drawn up about him. His head jerked up upon hearing the door open. He could not make out a face, just a figure. A blinding light lit up the room. Ryou's eyes dilated to accustom the new brightness. He fixed his gaze on the figure. It was Malik.
"I am very glad you woke up. I was beginning to think that my mind slaves had hurt you too badly. Sorry for the bruises; I didn't quite mean it to go that far."
"It's all right. Where is Bakura?!"
Malik's fake smile formed into a smirk. "He's in another room. He'll heal in time from me. Though I'm not sure about the pain that you caused him. He seemed rather upset about you not waiting for him."
"Oh gods, I never meant to leave him," Ryou choked back tears.
"Of course you didn't; but I don't think he will ever listen to you again," Malik faked a consoling attitude.
"He must hate me. Oh Bakura I'm so sorry!"
"My poor Ryou, is there anything I can do?"
"Not unless you can change the past."
Malik walked over to the fragile form crouching in the corner and lifted him into an embrace. He sat back down with Ryou in his lap and cradled him in his arms. Ryou broke into tears once more as he leaned his head into Malik. 'Perfect.' Malik thought to himself.
:::General POV Bakura's room:::
Bakura sat chained to the wall in darkness crying softly to himself.
"I threw it all away. I'm so sorry Ryou; I never meant it to end this way! Now that Ryou hates me, there is nothing left for me to live for."
As if on cue, a door opened. In the doorway a mind slave of Malik's stood. He didn't know which one; they all looked the same to him. The rare hunter threw something in Bakura's direction and it skidded to a halt at his feet. The door was shut. Bakura fumbled in the darkness and felt something cold. It was sharp.
"Forgive me Ryou for loving you."
((Author's note: OK guys. REVIEW! Don't hate me for ending it here!))
