((Author's note: Awe, you guys really do care about Bakura.
This is so cute. :::nudges Bakura::: isn't it? :::receives another death
glare::: Anyway. Thank you guys so much for REVIEWING as usual!))
Ryou- :::looks at all of the REVIEWS::: Wow, there are a lot of Bakura/Ryou fans out there. Hmm. Pretty neat. I feel so loved.
Bakura- :::looks over his hikari's shoulder to read REVIEWS. His eyes fall on Nikou Kaiba's REVIEW for ch. 8.::: Poor Bakura? Someone actually felt bad for me. Muahahahaha! Eat that Malik!!!
Ryou- :::smacks forehead::: yes some do care. She's not the only one. Check all these out.
Bakura- :::reads all 30+::: Great Ra! Where do they all come from? Black Sabre's only put out 9 chapters.. that's 30+...umm.. times.. Awe shit. I don't do math. This is why I got my degree.. in tomb robbing. Muahahaha, evil schools. They should all be sent to the Shadow Realm.
Ryou- I would have to agree sometimes.
Black Sabre- Most definitely. Now on with the story!
Ryou- Yes, and big hugs to all who REVIEWED!!!
Bakura- oh gods, no more hugs. :::Sees big cloud of raging fangirls running towards him shouting obscene things.::: Start the chapter! START IT DAMN IT!!! :::runs and hides:::
:::::::POY::::::
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."
:::::::::Tears of the Sands::::::::ch10::::::::Wow! Double digits!!!::::::::
:::::General POV in Ryou's room::::::::
Malik felt Ryou's warm body pressed against his own. 'Ra, he is so perfect. I could stay like this forever.' His mind wandered as he felt the heat passing through his own form. Suddenly Ryou tensed.
Ryou jerked his head up and met Malik's eyes with fear. He had felt something sharp in his side. Not physically, but emotionally.
"Bakura! Something has happened to Bakura!" Ryou screamed. Before Malik could stop the boy, Ryou had darted out of the room through the open door that Malik had accidentally left open. 'Damn it.' Malik mumbled. 'Damn you Bakura.'
Ryou ran through the warehouse, not knowing where to go. His path was blinded by his stinging tears. He sped in and out of open doors, passing Malik's rare hunters. Chocolate eyes suddenly fixed on an iron door that was left with only a crack opened. His hands shook as he pushed the heavy door open. Darkness. He felt around for a light switch; his hands fumbled in the dark. Ryou clasped onto a small switch. Instinctively, he flicked it up. Once more, his eyes dilated to the sudden brightness. Chocolate pools fell upon a still form in a dark corner. Their hands were bound to the wall as were his legs. Ryou gasped. It was Bakura.
The humidity was so thick, it could be cut with a blade. The warm air was drenched in the smell of fresh blood. A knife so innocently imbedded in Bakura's side. Blood surrounded his lifeless body. His crimson stained head hung against his chest; hiding his face. The body just slightly propped against the wall, enough to support a sitting position.
Ryou stood aghast for a few moments, not knowing what to do. He felt a heavy hand rest on his shoulder. He didn't need to look up. He knew it was Malik. Ryou knew Malik was about to say something; but he ran to his Yami's side. Ryou lifted up Bakura's chin to meet his own eyes. Tears framed his sorrowful eyes as he looked at Bakura's face. The young boy found himself kissing the lips of the Spirit.
"Bakura, I love you. I always will," Ryou choked out. Every part of his body screamed out for mercy. His lips trembling as he let his tears fall without restraint. He let his salty tears fall onto Bakura's head. Ryou held the lifeless form to his own body. There was still warmth emitting from Bakura. A sigh was heard from behind him. He dared not look at Malik; he hated him. Then, a movement suddenly awoke Ryou's alertness. A small groan was heard from the body beneath him. Bakura's eyes gradually slit open, showing a dull and rustic brown.
"Ryou?"
"Oh Ra thank you!" Ryou screamed out.
"Ryou, what are you doing here? I am in the Shadow Realm. No, it can't be. You are here; this must be heaven. Oh gods you look beautiful."
"Shh..you must rest. I am here; I will take care of you."
"I love you Ryou; I'm so sorry for not.."
His words ended with a deepened kiss from Ryou. "I love you too Bakura."
Malik watched in shock as the two shared the kiss. Every bone in his cursed body yearned for Ryou; yet Ryou belonged to another. As long as Bakura remained alive, love from Ryou would be impossible to obtain. Somehow he had known this from the start. 'Well, I will just need to succeed on getting rid of Bakura. If he won't do it, I will.' With that he turned and walked out of the room, leaving the two alone.
Bakura was covered in life's essence and gasping for air by the time that Ryou had finally finished pulling the dagger from his side. It had hurt; but for Ryou, he could endure one-hundred times that. Bakura silently vowed never to doubt his Angel again.
"Thank you, Ryou."
"You're welcome. I'm just glad you're all right. I was so scared," Ryou confessed in hushed tone.
Bakura used what little strength he had to prop himself up beside Ryou. His arm lay loosely over the boys waist. He motioned with his hand for Ryou to move downward, closer to himself. As his hikari did, the Spirit noticed the bruises on his Angel.
"Ryou?"
"Hm?"
"Where did you get those bruises?"
Ryou cast his eyes down quickly. "It was dark in the room. I must have bumped into some stuff."
"Ryou, I know when you lie. You aren't very good at it," Bakura stressed a smile.
"No, I guess I never really had to learn."
"Please tell me."
"Malik; Malik did this to me."
Bakura tensed. His whole body ached with fury. He wanted to kill Malik right then and there. 'No one touches my Aibou and gets away with it.' His fists tightened.
"Bakura, I know you want revenge; but you need your strength. Rest and lie in wait. Then strike. There is no point in trying to win a fight that you are destined to lose."
As much as he hated it; Bakura knew his hikari was right. He was weak. His wound was wrapped with a torn piece of Ryou's clothing now. He couldn't afford to reopen the stab.
"Mark my words Malik. Your days are numbered; and I will be your undoing. I so swear it by Ra and the sands of Egypt."
Ryou nestled up to Bakura and both fell into a deep and painless sleep.
((Author's note- Well, I didn't leave it at a too terrible ending this time. Please REVIEW!!!))
*Aibou- partner
Ryou- :::looks at all of the REVIEWS::: Wow, there are a lot of Bakura/Ryou fans out there. Hmm. Pretty neat. I feel so loved.
Bakura- :::looks over his hikari's shoulder to read REVIEWS. His eyes fall on Nikou Kaiba's REVIEW for ch. 8.::: Poor Bakura? Someone actually felt bad for me. Muahahahaha! Eat that Malik!!!
Ryou- :::smacks forehead::: yes some do care. She's not the only one. Check all these out.
Bakura- :::reads all 30+::: Great Ra! Where do they all come from? Black Sabre's only put out 9 chapters.. that's 30+...umm.. times.. Awe shit. I don't do math. This is why I got my degree.. in tomb robbing. Muahahaha, evil schools. They should all be sent to the Shadow Realm.
Ryou- I would have to agree sometimes.
Black Sabre- Most definitely. Now on with the story!
Ryou- Yes, and big hugs to all who REVIEWED!!!
Bakura- oh gods, no more hugs. :::Sees big cloud of raging fangirls running towards him shouting obscene things.::: Start the chapter! START IT DAMN IT!!! :::runs and hides:::
:::::::POY::::::
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."
:::::::::Tears of the Sands::::::::ch10::::::::Wow! Double digits!!!::::::::
:::::General POV in Ryou's room::::::::
Malik felt Ryou's warm body pressed against his own. 'Ra, he is so perfect. I could stay like this forever.' His mind wandered as he felt the heat passing through his own form. Suddenly Ryou tensed.
Ryou jerked his head up and met Malik's eyes with fear. He had felt something sharp in his side. Not physically, but emotionally.
"Bakura! Something has happened to Bakura!" Ryou screamed. Before Malik could stop the boy, Ryou had darted out of the room through the open door that Malik had accidentally left open. 'Damn it.' Malik mumbled. 'Damn you Bakura.'
Ryou ran through the warehouse, not knowing where to go. His path was blinded by his stinging tears. He sped in and out of open doors, passing Malik's rare hunters. Chocolate eyes suddenly fixed on an iron door that was left with only a crack opened. His hands shook as he pushed the heavy door open. Darkness. He felt around for a light switch; his hands fumbled in the dark. Ryou clasped onto a small switch. Instinctively, he flicked it up. Once more, his eyes dilated to the sudden brightness. Chocolate pools fell upon a still form in a dark corner. Their hands were bound to the wall as were his legs. Ryou gasped. It was Bakura.
The humidity was so thick, it could be cut with a blade. The warm air was drenched in the smell of fresh blood. A knife so innocently imbedded in Bakura's side. Blood surrounded his lifeless body. His crimson stained head hung against his chest; hiding his face. The body just slightly propped against the wall, enough to support a sitting position.
Ryou stood aghast for a few moments, not knowing what to do. He felt a heavy hand rest on his shoulder. He didn't need to look up. He knew it was Malik. Ryou knew Malik was about to say something; but he ran to his Yami's side. Ryou lifted up Bakura's chin to meet his own eyes. Tears framed his sorrowful eyes as he looked at Bakura's face. The young boy found himself kissing the lips of the Spirit.
"Bakura, I love you. I always will," Ryou choked out. Every part of his body screamed out for mercy. His lips trembling as he let his tears fall without restraint. He let his salty tears fall onto Bakura's head. Ryou held the lifeless form to his own body. There was still warmth emitting from Bakura. A sigh was heard from behind him. He dared not look at Malik; he hated him. Then, a movement suddenly awoke Ryou's alertness. A small groan was heard from the body beneath him. Bakura's eyes gradually slit open, showing a dull and rustic brown.
"Ryou?"
"Oh Ra thank you!" Ryou screamed out.
"Ryou, what are you doing here? I am in the Shadow Realm. No, it can't be. You are here; this must be heaven. Oh gods you look beautiful."
"Shh..you must rest. I am here; I will take care of you."
"I love you Ryou; I'm so sorry for not.."
His words ended with a deepened kiss from Ryou. "I love you too Bakura."
Malik watched in shock as the two shared the kiss. Every bone in his cursed body yearned for Ryou; yet Ryou belonged to another. As long as Bakura remained alive, love from Ryou would be impossible to obtain. Somehow he had known this from the start. 'Well, I will just need to succeed on getting rid of Bakura. If he won't do it, I will.' With that he turned and walked out of the room, leaving the two alone.
Bakura was covered in life's essence and gasping for air by the time that Ryou had finally finished pulling the dagger from his side. It had hurt; but for Ryou, he could endure one-hundred times that. Bakura silently vowed never to doubt his Angel again.
"Thank you, Ryou."
"You're welcome. I'm just glad you're all right. I was so scared," Ryou confessed in hushed tone.
Bakura used what little strength he had to prop himself up beside Ryou. His arm lay loosely over the boys waist. He motioned with his hand for Ryou to move downward, closer to himself. As his hikari did, the Spirit noticed the bruises on his Angel.
"Ryou?"
"Hm?"
"Where did you get those bruises?"
Ryou cast his eyes down quickly. "It was dark in the room. I must have bumped into some stuff."
"Ryou, I know when you lie. You aren't very good at it," Bakura stressed a smile.
"No, I guess I never really had to learn."
"Please tell me."
"Malik; Malik did this to me."
Bakura tensed. His whole body ached with fury. He wanted to kill Malik right then and there. 'No one touches my Aibou and gets away with it.' His fists tightened.
"Bakura, I know you want revenge; but you need your strength. Rest and lie in wait. Then strike. There is no point in trying to win a fight that you are destined to lose."
As much as he hated it; Bakura knew his hikari was right. He was weak. His wound was wrapped with a torn piece of Ryou's clothing now. He couldn't afford to reopen the stab.
"Mark my words Malik. Your days are numbered; and I will be your undoing. I so swear it by Ra and the sands of Egypt."
Ryou nestled up to Bakura and both fell into a deep and painless sleep.
((Author's note- Well, I didn't leave it at a too terrible ending this time. Please REVIEW!!!))
*Aibou- partner
