Back again! Sorry for the major delay, but track has been keeping me busy
and so has homework...but on the bright side, only one more week until
vacation! Now, must thank all the pretty reviewers!
VampssAmby10210: Yes, I know I should have had Ryou kill the raiders, but most will be dead due to Bakura and Malik...as for my grammar, yes it stinks! Grammar has always been hard on me, particularly because my parents can't help me with it since their not from America...I'll try to do better on it, but no guarantees. Thanks for the review!
Bakuraluva: I can't have Isis die! *shakes head* no, no, no! Isis must teach Ryou to be a great, great seer and do lots of good stuff! ^_^
Nadako-Mika: Thanks! Yeah the healing was a given, but I really like your ideas! The whole if Ryou goes evil he can use them for bad was kinda displayed in the previous chapter, at least I hope...well I hope that you enjoy this chapter and sorry for the delay!
DaLizzie: Oh, thanks! I always do that and the spell check doesn't pick it up! Thanks! I'll try to be more careful this time! As for Ryou, well I have to make him the passive one, so he couldn't hurt the raiders, sorry.
laDy SaSaMi7: Yeah, don't make Ryou mad for that matter, thanks!
Aurora of the Moon: Thanks!
Evil Chibi Malik: Yay! Chocolate pocky!!! Awww...be nice to Isis, she went through a tough time...almost dying...which was my fault, but she's still alive! Anyways, not much fluff here, but soon it will come!!! I promise! Thanks for reviewing though.
Queen of the Storms: Thanks! I'll try to keep on updating~!
Again, I'm so sorry for not updating!!! Please forgive me!!!!!! *ahem* on with the warnings.
Warning: Yaoi between Ryou and Bakura and some Ryou angst. ***************************************************************** ******************************************* The small lithe figure once more turned in his sleep, the tousled silvery hair resting on the porcelain cheek. Large wide eyes were shut as dark lashes rested on the pale skin. A limp hand hung over the bed edge, letting the slim little fingers curling up just so slightly. Soft sleep leaden breathes echoed in the near silent room. The stiff rustle of linen could be heard as tanned fingers brushed away the hair that fell across the pale face. Calm aquamarine eyes studied the youth, taking in the slim figure, the silvery hair, the pale skin. With a soft sigh she lit another inscent and let out another silent prayer to Ma'at flow from her lips, praying for the almighty power of Ma'at's divine harmony to flow down to their own home, she had a feeling they would need it.
Sharp garnet eyes were concentrated on the smooth blade, letting the rough stone in his hand skim over the deadly sharp edge. The rough calloused hands tested the new sharpness of it, letting his long finger dance down the edge, drawing a thin line of blood on his finger. He stared down at his own reflection on the shining blade, fingering the new scar under his eye; it had healed but left a raw red line. It would leave a scar, just like the one that was drawn under his eye. Just another collection to the numerous scars that littered his body, each holding a special history of its own. Putting the blade down, he relaxed on his pile of cushions once more, twisting one of his numerous rings on his fingers. He watched as the sun's rays danced upon the jade imbedded onto the cold band. The soft pale green made his mind turn to a certain occupant in bed, sleeping through another day. How many days had it been? Two? Three? Or was it four? It must be four...for four days, Ryou had slept waking only once for a drink of water.
Wait, why was he thinking this?! Sighing he rubbed his free hand through his hair, tousling the short locks of silvery white. Why had he stopped the youth from taking the lives of the raiders? They deserved it didn't they? True...yet that face...the soft cherubic face twisted in anger and hate, the soft jade eyes darkened to a deep emerald by the rage kept deep within...he couldn't bear to think that such an innocent should kill. The pale skin could not be marred by the red of blood; no...it had to keep to its unearthly purity. That sweet innocent face had to be kept of its childlike demeanor. Neither blood nor darkness would taint the young seer, for his ethereal innocence would be kept by him, something he had forsaken and lost so long ago in the harsh desert winds. He would protect the delicate desert flower from the bitter darkness of the night when Set wondered the shadowy plains.
A sun bleached head poked its way into the room in which the tomb robber dwelled, lavender eyes resting on the relaxed figure.
"Hey, Bak."
"Hm?"
"Ryou's awake..."
"And?"
"Just though you would like to see him..."
The sharp garnet eyes met mischievous lavender, and heaving an annoyed sigh he lifted his body from its comfortable spot and followed the tanned figure.
"Knew you would come."
A small smirk danced across the tanned features of Malik as he taunted the already annoyed tomb robber.
"Shut your mouth."
Both entered the room in which a very tired looking Ryou was supported by Isis who was coaxing the younger child to eat some of the porridge she had spooned out. With half drooping eyes, the gentle sea green orbs rested on the two figures that entered the room. The high cheek bones seemed to have grown sharper and dark circles seemed to dance under the wide half laden eyes.
Throwing back at Bakura an odd glance, Malik made his way to the slender youth. He seated himself next to the young seer and proceeded to talk. Stiffly Bakura seated himself next to Isis, crossing his legs.
"Malik, would you help me get some mixtures for Ryou?"
Bakura swore he saw a slight gleam in both aquamarine and lavender eyes as both figures exited the room, leaving both him and Ryou in there alone. Ryou was leaning against the headboard, letting his tired body be supported against the cool wood. The feathery soft head bobbed in exhaustion and the long slender fingers flexed experimentally.
"Thank you."
Ryou's soft voice, softer from sleep and fatigue, made Bakura snap his head towards the youth. Thanks for what?
"What do you mean?"
Drawn closer by curiosity, Bakura occupied the seat in which Isis had just sat in. Ryou struggled to sit up straighter, only succeeding in leaning against the arm of the thief. He stiffened at the sudden contact, but let the youth stay.
"Thank you for not making me kill."
With a shy smile, he let his pale marble arms twine around Bakura's neck as he lifted his body to hug Bakura's. A small blush tainted his cheeks as he let his body once more slide down to the soft bed. As he tired green eyes closed once more in sleep Bakura twined his fingers with the younger one's and whispered into the ear of the seer,
"Never an innocent."
He let his lips touch the slim pale fingers as he placed a soft kiss, but then stole away once more to the safety of his room. He failed to see two figures crouched behind the doors, as two pairs of eyes, pale lavender and serene aquamarine, glittered with anticipation. Both brother and sister smiled at each other before they too disappeared into the sanctity of their rooms and let the shadows engulf their secrets. ***************************************************************** ******************************************* Sorry that was such a short chapter, but I had absolutely no time to do this. This took me about a week to write up because I was so busy! I promise to try to write up some more during vacation, but we'll have to see since we're moving then so my internet might not be connected. Please forgive me, and I promise to try to update soon! Please read and review and until the next chapter, ja ne! ^_^
VampssAmby10210: Yes, I know I should have had Ryou kill the raiders, but most will be dead due to Bakura and Malik...as for my grammar, yes it stinks! Grammar has always been hard on me, particularly because my parents can't help me with it since their not from America...I'll try to do better on it, but no guarantees. Thanks for the review!
Bakuraluva: I can't have Isis die! *shakes head* no, no, no! Isis must teach Ryou to be a great, great seer and do lots of good stuff! ^_^
Nadako-Mika: Thanks! Yeah the healing was a given, but I really like your ideas! The whole if Ryou goes evil he can use them for bad was kinda displayed in the previous chapter, at least I hope...well I hope that you enjoy this chapter and sorry for the delay!
DaLizzie: Oh, thanks! I always do that and the spell check doesn't pick it up! Thanks! I'll try to be more careful this time! As for Ryou, well I have to make him the passive one, so he couldn't hurt the raiders, sorry.
laDy SaSaMi7: Yeah, don't make Ryou mad for that matter, thanks!
Aurora of the Moon: Thanks!
Evil Chibi Malik: Yay! Chocolate pocky!!! Awww...be nice to Isis, she went through a tough time...almost dying...which was my fault, but she's still alive! Anyways, not much fluff here, but soon it will come!!! I promise! Thanks for reviewing though.
Queen of the Storms: Thanks! I'll try to keep on updating~!
Again, I'm so sorry for not updating!!! Please forgive me!!!!!! *ahem* on with the warnings.
Warning: Yaoi between Ryou and Bakura and some Ryou angst. ***************************************************************** ******************************************* The small lithe figure once more turned in his sleep, the tousled silvery hair resting on the porcelain cheek. Large wide eyes were shut as dark lashes rested on the pale skin. A limp hand hung over the bed edge, letting the slim little fingers curling up just so slightly. Soft sleep leaden breathes echoed in the near silent room. The stiff rustle of linen could be heard as tanned fingers brushed away the hair that fell across the pale face. Calm aquamarine eyes studied the youth, taking in the slim figure, the silvery hair, the pale skin. With a soft sigh she lit another inscent and let out another silent prayer to Ma'at flow from her lips, praying for the almighty power of Ma'at's divine harmony to flow down to their own home, she had a feeling they would need it.
Sharp garnet eyes were concentrated on the smooth blade, letting the rough stone in his hand skim over the deadly sharp edge. The rough calloused hands tested the new sharpness of it, letting his long finger dance down the edge, drawing a thin line of blood on his finger. He stared down at his own reflection on the shining blade, fingering the new scar under his eye; it had healed but left a raw red line. It would leave a scar, just like the one that was drawn under his eye. Just another collection to the numerous scars that littered his body, each holding a special history of its own. Putting the blade down, he relaxed on his pile of cushions once more, twisting one of his numerous rings on his fingers. He watched as the sun's rays danced upon the jade imbedded onto the cold band. The soft pale green made his mind turn to a certain occupant in bed, sleeping through another day. How many days had it been? Two? Three? Or was it four? It must be four...for four days, Ryou had slept waking only once for a drink of water.
Wait, why was he thinking this?! Sighing he rubbed his free hand through his hair, tousling the short locks of silvery white. Why had he stopped the youth from taking the lives of the raiders? They deserved it didn't they? True...yet that face...the soft cherubic face twisted in anger and hate, the soft jade eyes darkened to a deep emerald by the rage kept deep within...he couldn't bear to think that such an innocent should kill. The pale skin could not be marred by the red of blood; no...it had to keep to its unearthly purity. That sweet innocent face had to be kept of its childlike demeanor. Neither blood nor darkness would taint the young seer, for his ethereal innocence would be kept by him, something he had forsaken and lost so long ago in the harsh desert winds. He would protect the delicate desert flower from the bitter darkness of the night when Set wondered the shadowy plains.
A sun bleached head poked its way into the room in which the tomb robber dwelled, lavender eyes resting on the relaxed figure.
"Hey, Bak."
"Hm?"
"Ryou's awake..."
"And?"
"Just though you would like to see him..."
The sharp garnet eyes met mischievous lavender, and heaving an annoyed sigh he lifted his body from its comfortable spot and followed the tanned figure.
"Knew you would come."
A small smirk danced across the tanned features of Malik as he taunted the already annoyed tomb robber.
"Shut your mouth."
Both entered the room in which a very tired looking Ryou was supported by Isis who was coaxing the younger child to eat some of the porridge she had spooned out. With half drooping eyes, the gentle sea green orbs rested on the two figures that entered the room. The high cheek bones seemed to have grown sharper and dark circles seemed to dance under the wide half laden eyes.
Throwing back at Bakura an odd glance, Malik made his way to the slender youth. He seated himself next to the young seer and proceeded to talk. Stiffly Bakura seated himself next to Isis, crossing his legs.
"Malik, would you help me get some mixtures for Ryou?"
Bakura swore he saw a slight gleam in both aquamarine and lavender eyes as both figures exited the room, leaving both him and Ryou in there alone. Ryou was leaning against the headboard, letting his tired body be supported against the cool wood. The feathery soft head bobbed in exhaustion and the long slender fingers flexed experimentally.
"Thank you."
Ryou's soft voice, softer from sleep and fatigue, made Bakura snap his head towards the youth. Thanks for what?
"What do you mean?"
Drawn closer by curiosity, Bakura occupied the seat in which Isis had just sat in. Ryou struggled to sit up straighter, only succeeding in leaning against the arm of the thief. He stiffened at the sudden contact, but let the youth stay.
"Thank you for not making me kill."
With a shy smile, he let his pale marble arms twine around Bakura's neck as he lifted his body to hug Bakura's. A small blush tainted his cheeks as he let his body once more slide down to the soft bed. As he tired green eyes closed once more in sleep Bakura twined his fingers with the younger one's and whispered into the ear of the seer,
"Never an innocent."
He let his lips touch the slim pale fingers as he placed a soft kiss, but then stole away once more to the safety of his room. He failed to see two figures crouched behind the doors, as two pairs of eyes, pale lavender and serene aquamarine, glittered with anticipation. Both brother and sister smiled at each other before they too disappeared into the sanctity of their rooms and let the shadows engulf their secrets. ***************************************************************** ******************************************* Sorry that was such a short chapter, but I had absolutely no time to do this. This took me about a week to write up because I was so busy! I promise to try to write up some more during vacation, but we'll have to see since we're moving then so my internet might not be connected. Please forgive me, and I promise to try to update soon! Please read and review and until the next chapter, ja ne! ^_^
