Hi! How're you? I'm fiiiine today. I met the boy I was in love with a few
hours ago *has hearts in her eyes*
Malik: Heey. . .
Voice: Huh? Oh. Sorry. He's much like you. *Nodnod*
Malik: Uh. . . okay then. Go thank your reviewers.
Voice: YAY!
To Heather: Thanks ^-^ Then I'll be Goddess of Fanfiction for you if it makes you happy *grins*
To Molly-chan: Uh, I don't know this comic yet! *sniggers*
To little-kat-girl: Thank yous! House cleaning isn't fun. . . May I send Arisa's ghost to you?
To snow-shadow-wolf: Oh, it's not much of a problem to update every day. I've got plenty of time to write on sheets while I'm at work ^-^ Like I said, a chapter needs about two hours to get finished.
To Fluffy: I don't know this book *cries* But I guess it's pretty cool! I don't know yet if I should pair Malik with Anuket, because it would be very sad if she has to leave again. *thinks* . . . *grins* Anyways! You're right; she's a bit like Shizuka. But that will change.
To Lee-chan: Thank you. Hn, so you don't like Anuki much, ne? ^-^ That's okay. She won't show up too much.
To Pocketfirefairy: Thaaanks ^-^
*~*
Ryou's POV
I woke up in Bakura's arms the next morning, when the sleep left me gently. I loved this. It was warm and nice and comfy and I felt safe in the circle of strong, light tanned arms around me. Bakura's face showed so much peace when he was asleep, yet there was a slight frown as if he thought of something uncomforting. I traced the tips of my index and middle finger along the dried paths of shed tears from the previous night.
*~* Flashback *~*
"I can't believe he's gone", Bakura whispered. The tall boy trembled ever so slightly and flinched every time Ryou touched his shoulders or back to try and comfort him. "Me too.", the smaller one mumbled, soothingly stroking the shorter white locks of the boy he secretly loved. Bakura had asked Ryou before if he would stay with him for the night, overbearing his unbreakable pride, and the younger one had accepted. Ryou was used to comfort people by now.
"Everyone's leaving me. It'll always be the same. . . you won't leave me, Ryou, would you?"
Ryou stared into the sad, deep red eyes that pleaded him to stay, to comfort, to never leave. He nodded, and then he shook his head. "No. . . I won't." The small boy wrapped his arms around the taller body, burying delicate fingers into soft hair, as Bakura pulled him into a despairing yet thankful embrace. As they laid back onto the bed to get to sleep, Ryou's face snuggled against Bakura's chest, and he felt a hot wetness trickle down Bakura's cheeks, touching his forehead in the process.
*~* Flashback end *~*
I kissed the paths lightly. I didn't want to wake him up; but he did. Hazed dark red eyes opened blinking, and the gentle gaze rested upon my face. A soft, barely visible smile formed on Bakura's lips. I felt myself blush slightly.
"Good morning." "Morning. Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah. . . " 'Because I slept next to you.', I added in an afterthought. His embrace tightened slightly, and I sighed, laying my head onto his bare shoulder. Fingers dreamily ran through my hair. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed, when his question startled me and left me breathless.
"You're not leaving me, right?"
No, not that question. I simply shook my head at this one.
"Good. . . and do you know how much I love you?" At that one I looked up, inquiring into smiling eyes. I shook my head again. "No? I have to show you, then." And with that, he pulled me even closer and kissed me.
I could've died then and there; I was sure I did already, because this had to be heaven. Soft lips stroking mine gently, a tongue tracing on my lower lip pleading for entrance, the same tongue slowly fondling mine when entrance was given, taking my breath away. All too soon his mouth left mine. I remained with closed eyes, slightly panting, wanting even more. . .
"Do you know now?"
Should I, or should I not. . . ?
"What would you do if I said I don't know?"
"Then I'd have to convince you, of course."
A smirk appeared on his face when I answered. "Then I do not know yet."
*~*
Bakura's POV
I thought I was still dreaming when I awoke with Ryou in my arms. I wasn't only attracted to the pretty boy; I loved him deeply. Though I swore I wouldn't love again; but what could I do? He was nice, gentle, caring, kinda shy, and extremely beautiful. He reminded me of Kristin sometimes. It was like she was mine again, in another body and another soul, yes, but still. . . you get my point.
Now he laid in the protective circle of my arms, smiling at me and asking me if I did sleep well. Of course I did! You were with me, that's why. It was now or never, I wanted to know if he even liked me. . . so I asked him.
"You're not leaving me, right?" I really was afraid of being alone. I hated it. But I was relieved when he shook his pretty head, and I sighed inwardly, steeling my senses for the next question.
"Good. . . and do you know how much I love you?" My voice was barely a whisper, but he understood and blushed adorably. Another shake of his head, swaying locks against my skin. Get a hold of yourself and use the opportunity!, I shouted at myself.
"No? Then I have to show you." Wow, that was cool. . .
I kissed him. How I had longed for it all the previous day, all the night, even in my dreams, to find comfort in his kiss and forget everything by claiming his beautiful lips. He allowed me entering his mouth with my tongue and tightened his grip. I thought I'd lose my mind.
We kissed a long time. Really. And it was great. As soon as I let go of his lips, I wanted to taste and feel him again. Sweet, sweet Ryou . . . I would never let him go again. Mission failed. . . a knock on my door ripped me away from the honey-like taste of his mouth. Damn.
"What?" The door opened and Shizuka peered into the room. She blushed immediately.
"Oh Ra, I'm so sorry. . . but Seto-chan said you two should come downstairs."
I pulled Ryou closer, glaring slightly at the girl. "We'll come as soon as we're finished."
"He said, now." On the last word she copied Seto's voice so authentic that Ryou flinched and sat up. "We'll be downstairs in five minutes.", he said softly, shooting me a glance as if he wanted me to say nothing. I didn't. Shizuka left, and Ryou started dressing. Sighing, I copied him and we went downstairs; just to find a strange girl sitting on the couch, next to Isis.
I sensed something odd around her, as if she wasn't what she pretended to be. Her dark eyes were much older and wiser than her body was. And her body was much too perfect. Everything seemed to be just perfect, as if it was supposed to be like this and was never changing.
"That's. . . Anuki.", Isis said. The girl, Anuki, smiled at us, and Ryou of course smiled back. I simply crossed my arms and noticed the glances Malik shot towards her, while he was wandering around nervously.
"So we got up because of Malik's new girlfriend?", I asked much colder than I wanted to; but I was satisfied when both of them blushed a little.
"No. Because Malik has something to say.", Anzu, who examined Anuki's hair, stated. Every one stared at him now, and the boy blushed even harder.
"Well. . . watch." He took the Sennen Rod out of his back pocket of his jeans. "Mariku. Please come out?"
Odd glances were shot at him. Mariku? In that Rod? The poor kid was going to go insane. But then something happened. .. something that made Anzu stare, Isis too, and Shizuka flinch. A holograph of Mariku was projected next to Malik; though it seemed too real.
"What's going on?", I snapped at Seto, who looked suspiciously innocent. My temper rose; that wasn't the time to make fun of his death!
"I don't know. I swear."
"That's no holograph.", Malik stated. "That's Mariku's soul." The holograph nodded.
"I am."
"That`s ridiculous!", I thundered; when I can't stand one thing, then jokes about my family.
"I already wondered when you would freak out.", the holograph said and grinned. . . a too familiar grin. . . much too familiar.
"See, I apologize for making you all cry. I don't know what happened either. But I won't leave again. Okay?"
It was too much. . . way too much. . . I felt the tears burning within the corners of my eyes again. Mariku –or what was left from him- grinned. "I never saw you cry, you know. Please, go ahead. I've got the eternity to laugh about it."
"Oh, shut the hell up." I was ashamed of how broken my voice sounded. Mariku let his gaze resting on Isis and Anzu, both staring, both crying without noticing. Then he noticed Anuki, and seemed to recognize her. . . because he bowed.
Now I wondered. What was going on here? What was about this Anuki girl? Too much questions. . . way too less answers.
*~*
I'm sorry if that was a bit boring. . . There can't be action in every chap, can it? ^-^
Malik: *still sulking*
Voice: What is it?
Malik: I'm gonna kill the guy. . .
Voice: OH no you won't! He's too gorgeous to die!
Malik: See? SEE?? It won't be long and you're going to cheat on me!!
Voice: I won't. . . he hates me T.T I won't leave you, though. Even if he didn't. Anyways, review please?
Malik: Heey. . .
Voice: Huh? Oh. Sorry. He's much like you. *Nodnod*
Malik: Uh. . . okay then. Go thank your reviewers.
Voice: YAY!
To Heather: Thanks ^-^ Then I'll be Goddess of Fanfiction for you if it makes you happy *grins*
To Molly-chan: Uh, I don't know this comic yet! *sniggers*
To little-kat-girl: Thank yous! House cleaning isn't fun. . . May I send Arisa's ghost to you?
To snow-shadow-wolf: Oh, it's not much of a problem to update every day. I've got plenty of time to write on sheets while I'm at work ^-^ Like I said, a chapter needs about two hours to get finished.
To Fluffy: I don't know this book *cries* But I guess it's pretty cool! I don't know yet if I should pair Malik with Anuket, because it would be very sad if she has to leave again. *thinks* . . . *grins* Anyways! You're right; she's a bit like Shizuka. But that will change.
To Lee-chan: Thank you. Hn, so you don't like Anuki much, ne? ^-^ That's okay. She won't show up too much.
To Pocketfirefairy: Thaaanks ^-^
*~*
Ryou's POV
I woke up in Bakura's arms the next morning, when the sleep left me gently. I loved this. It was warm and nice and comfy and I felt safe in the circle of strong, light tanned arms around me. Bakura's face showed so much peace when he was asleep, yet there was a slight frown as if he thought of something uncomforting. I traced the tips of my index and middle finger along the dried paths of shed tears from the previous night.
*~* Flashback *~*
"I can't believe he's gone", Bakura whispered. The tall boy trembled ever so slightly and flinched every time Ryou touched his shoulders or back to try and comfort him. "Me too.", the smaller one mumbled, soothingly stroking the shorter white locks of the boy he secretly loved. Bakura had asked Ryou before if he would stay with him for the night, overbearing his unbreakable pride, and the younger one had accepted. Ryou was used to comfort people by now.
"Everyone's leaving me. It'll always be the same. . . you won't leave me, Ryou, would you?"
Ryou stared into the sad, deep red eyes that pleaded him to stay, to comfort, to never leave. He nodded, and then he shook his head. "No. . . I won't." The small boy wrapped his arms around the taller body, burying delicate fingers into soft hair, as Bakura pulled him into a despairing yet thankful embrace. As they laid back onto the bed to get to sleep, Ryou's face snuggled against Bakura's chest, and he felt a hot wetness trickle down Bakura's cheeks, touching his forehead in the process.
*~* Flashback end *~*
I kissed the paths lightly. I didn't want to wake him up; but he did. Hazed dark red eyes opened blinking, and the gentle gaze rested upon my face. A soft, barely visible smile formed on Bakura's lips. I felt myself blush slightly.
"Good morning." "Morning. Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah. . . " 'Because I slept next to you.', I added in an afterthought. His embrace tightened slightly, and I sighed, laying my head onto his bare shoulder. Fingers dreamily ran through my hair. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed, when his question startled me and left me breathless.
"You're not leaving me, right?"
No, not that question. I simply shook my head at this one.
"Good. . . and do you know how much I love you?" At that one I looked up, inquiring into smiling eyes. I shook my head again. "No? I have to show you, then." And with that, he pulled me even closer and kissed me.
I could've died then and there; I was sure I did already, because this had to be heaven. Soft lips stroking mine gently, a tongue tracing on my lower lip pleading for entrance, the same tongue slowly fondling mine when entrance was given, taking my breath away. All too soon his mouth left mine. I remained with closed eyes, slightly panting, wanting even more. . .
"Do you know now?"
Should I, or should I not. . . ?
"What would you do if I said I don't know?"
"Then I'd have to convince you, of course."
A smirk appeared on his face when I answered. "Then I do not know yet."
*~*
Bakura's POV
I thought I was still dreaming when I awoke with Ryou in my arms. I wasn't only attracted to the pretty boy; I loved him deeply. Though I swore I wouldn't love again; but what could I do? He was nice, gentle, caring, kinda shy, and extremely beautiful. He reminded me of Kristin sometimes. It was like she was mine again, in another body and another soul, yes, but still. . . you get my point.
Now he laid in the protective circle of my arms, smiling at me and asking me if I did sleep well. Of course I did! You were with me, that's why. It was now or never, I wanted to know if he even liked me. . . so I asked him.
"You're not leaving me, right?" I really was afraid of being alone. I hated it. But I was relieved when he shook his pretty head, and I sighed inwardly, steeling my senses for the next question.
"Good. . . and do you know how much I love you?" My voice was barely a whisper, but he understood and blushed adorably. Another shake of his head, swaying locks against my skin. Get a hold of yourself and use the opportunity!, I shouted at myself.
"No? Then I have to show you." Wow, that was cool. . .
I kissed him. How I had longed for it all the previous day, all the night, even in my dreams, to find comfort in his kiss and forget everything by claiming his beautiful lips. He allowed me entering his mouth with my tongue and tightened his grip. I thought I'd lose my mind.
We kissed a long time. Really. And it was great. As soon as I let go of his lips, I wanted to taste and feel him again. Sweet, sweet Ryou . . . I would never let him go again. Mission failed. . . a knock on my door ripped me away from the honey-like taste of his mouth. Damn.
"What?" The door opened and Shizuka peered into the room. She blushed immediately.
"Oh Ra, I'm so sorry. . . but Seto-chan said you two should come downstairs."
I pulled Ryou closer, glaring slightly at the girl. "We'll come as soon as we're finished."
"He said, now." On the last word she copied Seto's voice so authentic that Ryou flinched and sat up. "We'll be downstairs in five minutes.", he said softly, shooting me a glance as if he wanted me to say nothing. I didn't. Shizuka left, and Ryou started dressing. Sighing, I copied him and we went downstairs; just to find a strange girl sitting on the couch, next to Isis.
I sensed something odd around her, as if she wasn't what she pretended to be. Her dark eyes were much older and wiser than her body was. And her body was much too perfect. Everything seemed to be just perfect, as if it was supposed to be like this and was never changing.
"That's. . . Anuki.", Isis said. The girl, Anuki, smiled at us, and Ryou of course smiled back. I simply crossed my arms and noticed the glances Malik shot towards her, while he was wandering around nervously.
"So we got up because of Malik's new girlfriend?", I asked much colder than I wanted to; but I was satisfied when both of them blushed a little.
"No. Because Malik has something to say.", Anzu, who examined Anuki's hair, stated. Every one stared at him now, and the boy blushed even harder.
"Well. . . watch." He took the Sennen Rod out of his back pocket of his jeans. "Mariku. Please come out?"
Odd glances were shot at him. Mariku? In that Rod? The poor kid was going to go insane. But then something happened. .. something that made Anzu stare, Isis too, and Shizuka flinch. A holograph of Mariku was projected next to Malik; though it seemed too real.
"What's going on?", I snapped at Seto, who looked suspiciously innocent. My temper rose; that wasn't the time to make fun of his death!
"I don't know. I swear."
"That's no holograph.", Malik stated. "That's Mariku's soul." The holograph nodded.
"I am."
"That`s ridiculous!", I thundered; when I can't stand one thing, then jokes about my family.
"I already wondered when you would freak out.", the holograph said and grinned. . . a too familiar grin. . . much too familiar.
"See, I apologize for making you all cry. I don't know what happened either. But I won't leave again. Okay?"
It was too much. . . way too much. . . I felt the tears burning within the corners of my eyes again. Mariku –or what was left from him- grinned. "I never saw you cry, you know. Please, go ahead. I've got the eternity to laugh about it."
"Oh, shut the hell up." I was ashamed of how broken my voice sounded. Mariku let his gaze resting on Isis and Anzu, both staring, both crying without noticing. Then he noticed Anuki, and seemed to recognize her. . . because he bowed.
Now I wondered. What was going on here? What was about this Anuki girl? Too much questions. . . way too less answers.
*~*
I'm sorry if that was a bit boring. . . There can't be action in every chap, can it? ^-^
Malik: *still sulking*
Voice: What is it?
Malik: I'm gonna kill the guy. . .
Voice: OH no you won't! He's too gorgeous to die!
Malik: See? SEE?? It won't be long and you're going to cheat on me!!
Voice: I won't. . . he hates me T.T I won't leave you, though. Even if he didn't. Anyways, review please?
