Hello everybody! Sorry about the angsty chapter, but it will only get
angstier...is that a word? Anyways, I got many, many reviews~! ^_^,
except, most were about how unfair it was to separate them and its true!
I'm sorry~~~!!!!! T-T, anyways, must thank them:
DreamingChild: I know, but don't kill Isis!!!! I still need her for the fic~!
Anime Crazed: Heh, I know what you mean, I don't want them to separate but, the plot must live on~!
Evil Chibi Malik: *gulps* whoops? Didn't mean to flood your authoress lair...hehe, sorry? Anyways, uh, well yes it is good for the plot! And green tea pocky! Yay! Here, *hands a large box of super strength tissues.* Your going to need it in this chapter. As for your fic, I will wait!
Servent of Anubis: Oh, thank you! I didn't know I got it off of another site/fic from ff.net. If I could, could I ask you about some things later? I don't know if they're accurate or not, but you must know! So could I ask you about them later? Thanks for liking my story!
Ryuujitsu: Sugar! Much needed for this fic, although it'll be sad...I made everybody start crying! __, ummmm...right...they'll get together...in the very far future. ^_^;;
Jou: hehe thanks!
Reaper-from-heaven: Thanks!
VampssAmby10210: Yeah, that's ironic ain't it? But what can we do? All good stories need angst!
*sigh* yes I know, I'm cruel and cold hearted, but they will meet again, I promise!!!! Just in the veeeeeerrrrrry far future that is...^_^;; Anyways, to the story!
Warning: yaoi between Ryou and Bakura, some fluffiness, then angst, again...-_-;; ***************************************************************** ******************************************* The sun was rising. He didn't want the sun to rise. He wanted it stay dark forever, to be night, to have the moon's ethereal face staring down serenely at the darkened earth, but no. The sun was rising. Slowly the sky was turning a vivid crimson as if it was bleeding, like as if Ra was bleeding. The harsh garnet eyes tried to close themselves but to no avail. His gaze wandered to the slumbering youth in his arms, a small frown written across the smooth forehead as even in his sleep the young seer was heartbroken. Tears were still evident from last night as the young boy had cried himself to sleep.
'Gods why do you mock me?'
Stroking the silken cheeks he planted a soft kiss on the forehead and at once the frown disappeared into a soft smile as the seer snuggled closer and grasped in his small lithe fingers the gauzy blankets that were swathed around them both in the chilly predawn.
With ring bedecked fingers Bakura gently stroked the silvery mane of hair and pulled the warm body close. Softly Ryou made a noise of contentment before draping a sleepy arm around the thief's torso, letting his soft cheek pillow against the bronzed skin of the tomb robber.
"I don't want to lose you Ryou."
He whispered to the still asleep figure, garnet eyes closing as he felt them burn.
"Don't leave me love, stay with me."
He whispered against all hope, knowing full well that if given a choice Ryou would stay. He let his calloused fingers weave in the tousled mane of hair before letting out a shaky breathe. In an even yet softer voice he whispered into Ryou's ear,
"I love you."
Before letting a single tear roll down his cheek and disappear into the fabric of the silken cushions.
Weary aquamarine eyes looked down on the fine grains of sand at her feet. She slowly dragged her foot across the sand, idly drawing patterns, as if a little child. She could hear her brother saddling the horses, three of them. Bakura refused to let them journey across the desert for the whole trip, insisting that both Malik and he accompany them until the next morning when they arrived into the city. She knew it had nothing to do with the fact that he wanted to protect her. She didn't have the heart to deny him.
She could hear the soft shuffle of footsteps and looked up to see Ryou clinging to Bakura, fingers interlaced as both didn't stray more then a step from each other. The white linen shined brighter in the sun and the pale green embroideries that were sewn onto the tunic and pants made Ryou's large sea green orbs stand out. Large sea green orbs brimmed with tears. His lips quivered and Isis had to turn her head away, glad that the cloth covered most of her face so that none could see her own lips quivering.
"It's ready."
Malik's unnaturally soft voice made Isis look up to see the lowered face of her brother. Bright lavender orbs shadowed with sorrow. Placing her fingers under his chin she forced him to look up to her own eyes to make him see that they too were brimmed in tears. Letting out a small smile Malik squeezed her fingers before turning to talk to Bakura.
Ah, Bakura. The thief's crimson over robe stood out in the tanned landscape, like a bloody flag that waved its arms in the shimmering air. His silvery head protected by the cloth that draped around his face, similar to the one Ryou had on his. She could see his garnet eyes flickering to the youth next to him constantly, the fingers tightening their grip on the small fingers, the sharp angles of his face etched even harder in an attempt to hide his face from sorrow. As he nodded his head in agreement with Malik, he turned to his own horse and whispered words to the smaller youth. Ryou just clung closer to Bakura and let his head fall onto the crimson over robe.
The sun flashed against the stark whiteness of all the linens, save for Bakura's crimson over robe. His sharp garnet eyes were forever scanning the horizon out of thief's instinct. Once or twice he caught a quick blur in the distance, but he knew that if they were indeed thieves they would stay away; his crimson over robe would give in the smallest hint that the infamous king of thieves was out in the desert and if they treasured their lives they would move on. He could feel the welcoming heat of Ryou's body against his as the young seer let his head fall onto the bronzed skin of Bakura's torso. On his finger he twisted the gold band, making the precious gold metal shine in the glaring sun, the soft green jade twinkling as well. Jade, so soft a green, so vivid it reminded him of his Ryou's eyes. His Ryou's beautiful eyes. Soft, caring, intelligent. Beautiful, and never his. As if sensing Bakura's distraught train of thought, Ryou turned and looked at him seriously, his large pale green eyes studying his own with an unnatural sadness in them. He let the pale finger lightly dance across the scar under his eye before pressing his lips softly to the tomb robber's thin ones.
"I love you."
Bakura only buried his head into Ryou's soft mane, cherishing the pure smell of Ryou. While one hand was still steadied on the reins he let the other hand intertwine with Ryou's. Ryou squeezed the calloused hand tightly before relaxing his grip. As they continued to ride on in silence he felt something slightly cooler slip onto his finger. Looking down he saw one of Bakura's rings on his own finger. The one he was just twisting. The jade shone softly in the sun. Looking up he saw that although Bakura's gaze was partially fixed on the path they rode and the horizon, but he knew he had Bakura's attention.
"Reminds me of you...same eye color."
Bakura's rough voice softly whispered into his ear and Ryou smiled, knowing just how hard it was for his love to say the same exact words he had just uttered.
"Thanks you."
"Anything for you...love"
By the time the moon rose high over the deserts Ryou was dozing in the tomb robber's embrace and Isis signaled to stop for the night. They would take a couple hours rest before Isis and Ryou journeyed alone in the dawn to the Pharaoh's city. As Bakura carried Ryou's still form onto his pile of blankets Isis sat by the fire, letting her feet warm in the chilly air while Malik lay by her side, blankets embracing his body.
"Do you think you'll ever come back?"
Isis paused debating to tell what she really felt.
"And don't lie."
"No...but maybe if we are lucky the Gods will smile down upon us and send us good blessings to meet once more, you never know."
"I guess."
The soft crackle of fire filled the silence before Malik broke it once more.
"Do you think Ryou will see Bakura again?"
She let her aquamarine eyes flicker to the tousled silvery headed boys, both manes of hair intermingling within each other as Bakura wrapped his body around Ryou's curled up one. Malik's bright lavender orbs that shined in the vivid fire studied them too. He answered his own question.
"I think they will."
In his opinion it was the most serene time of the day, where the moon had disappeared and the sun was yet to rise. Dawn yet dusk. Stars still doted the lightening sky as hazy lavenders and pale shots of pink streaked the sky. They weren't asleep, just lying there with their eyes closed. Savoring the warmth that they provided one another. He breathed in the musky smell that he knew he would miss. Slowly he opened his eyes in reluctance only to see that Bakura too had his own garnet orbs open already, studying his face with an intense ferocity. The look of sadness had slipped into the fierce eyes making them look all too melancholy and the features on his face sharp. He could feel his heart constrict in pain as he reached out to trace the familiar scar on his face, tears springing from his eyes as the tried to memorize each feature, etching them deeply inside himself. Bakura's calloused fingers brushed away the crystalline tears and gently kissed the closed eyelids. Wrapping his arms around the lithe body he brought his lips to the ear he had always whispered sweet nothings into.
"I will promise you, that no matter what I will see you once more and I swear by my dying breath that I will not die without kissing you once more. You are mine and only mine. You belong not to the Gods or the Pharaoh, only me. I promise you, I will have you in my arms once more, I promise."
Turning Ryou place his hands on the bronzed face of Bakura and kissed him so sweetly it made Bakura's eyes burn and his throat constrict as tears began to try to push them out, but he made them stay, he had to stay strong, stay brave for Ryou, all for Ryou.
"I will love you forever, I swear to you by my life that I will never love another like I love you. I will never forget you and I will await the day when we are once more together. I know nothing will keep you away and nothing will move my heart. I love you Bakura, I'll love you till I take my dying breath."
With another sweet chaste kiss Bakura pulled the boy close and buried his face into Ryou's mane of silvery hair. A few tears escaping its prison hold as they disappeared into the thick mane.
"I love you too."
Bakura stood on the tall dune, watching the small figure of his love sitting behind Isis, twisting his head to see him. He was glad that Ryou was too far away to see the clear drops of tears slowly rolling down his cheeks as he stood there, the slowly rising sun beginning to outline his still form. Even in the distance that covered them both Bakura could see those vivid pale green eyes shining in the semi darkness, shining and wet. He could feel the wind whip across his body but he paid no heed to it as he watched his love slowly disappear into the city outlined before them. Next to him stood another figure, still as he was, eyes wet as bright lavender were dimmed and hands clenched until bloody trails of tears ran down his hands to splatter drops onto the sand.
Ryou's twisted his body, ignoring the pain that he felt as his muscles twisted. In the horizon he could see Bakura's outline, he drank it in, savoring the last time he would see his love. He could feel Isis trembling and he knew she too was shedding tears, not daring to see her dear brother. Ryou felt the warm tears fall down his cheeks and in the growing distance he swore he saw Bakura's beautiful garnet eyes shining like a thousand stars as he too shed tears, clear crystalline drops that rolled down his face. As he turned away he felt his heart shatter and he began to cry. He felt the horse stop underneath him and he felt warm arms embrace him as both seers sobbed into each other's arms, crying as both broken hearts wept and both souls ached for the ones they loved.
As the sun began to travel to its place high in the sky two figures could be seen on a horse and as they made their way to the ornate palace that could be seen miles away Isis sighed. They were back once more and a new chapter in their lives had begun as the old one had now crumbled and left behind broken hearts. ***************************************************************** ******************************************* T-T I'm sorry!!!!!!! I was practically crying over myself for breaking them apart, I can't believe I did that!!!!! *sniff, sniff* Anyways, the updates may once more be far fewer since I'm very busy, I have homework, piano, SAT prep, and I have to concentrate on a lot of stuff like chemistry and Latin...its killer, but I'll update, just a little slower. Please forgive me and please read and review! Thanks and until the next chapter, ja! ^_^
DreamingChild: I know, but don't kill Isis!!!! I still need her for the fic~!
Anime Crazed: Heh, I know what you mean, I don't want them to separate but, the plot must live on~!
Evil Chibi Malik: *gulps* whoops? Didn't mean to flood your authoress lair...hehe, sorry? Anyways, uh, well yes it is good for the plot! And green tea pocky! Yay! Here, *hands a large box of super strength tissues.* Your going to need it in this chapter. As for your fic, I will wait!
Servent of Anubis: Oh, thank you! I didn't know I got it off of another site/fic from ff.net. If I could, could I ask you about some things later? I don't know if they're accurate or not, but you must know! So could I ask you about them later? Thanks for liking my story!
Ryuujitsu: Sugar! Much needed for this fic, although it'll be sad...I made everybody start crying! __, ummmm...right...they'll get together...in the very far future. ^_^;;
Jou: hehe thanks!
Reaper-from-heaven: Thanks!
VampssAmby10210: Yeah, that's ironic ain't it? But what can we do? All good stories need angst!
*sigh* yes I know, I'm cruel and cold hearted, but they will meet again, I promise!!!! Just in the veeeeeerrrrrry far future that is...^_^;; Anyways, to the story!
Warning: yaoi between Ryou and Bakura, some fluffiness, then angst, again...-_-;; ***************************************************************** ******************************************* The sun was rising. He didn't want the sun to rise. He wanted it stay dark forever, to be night, to have the moon's ethereal face staring down serenely at the darkened earth, but no. The sun was rising. Slowly the sky was turning a vivid crimson as if it was bleeding, like as if Ra was bleeding. The harsh garnet eyes tried to close themselves but to no avail. His gaze wandered to the slumbering youth in his arms, a small frown written across the smooth forehead as even in his sleep the young seer was heartbroken. Tears were still evident from last night as the young boy had cried himself to sleep.
'Gods why do you mock me?'
Stroking the silken cheeks he planted a soft kiss on the forehead and at once the frown disappeared into a soft smile as the seer snuggled closer and grasped in his small lithe fingers the gauzy blankets that were swathed around them both in the chilly predawn.
With ring bedecked fingers Bakura gently stroked the silvery mane of hair and pulled the warm body close. Softly Ryou made a noise of contentment before draping a sleepy arm around the thief's torso, letting his soft cheek pillow against the bronzed skin of the tomb robber.
"I don't want to lose you Ryou."
He whispered to the still asleep figure, garnet eyes closing as he felt them burn.
"Don't leave me love, stay with me."
He whispered against all hope, knowing full well that if given a choice Ryou would stay. He let his calloused fingers weave in the tousled mane of hair before letting out a shaky breathe. In an even yet softer voice he whispered into Ryou's ear,
"I love you."
Before letting a single tear roll down his cheek and disappear into the fabric of the silken cushions.
Weary aquamarine eyes looked down on the fine grains of sand at her feet. She slowly dragged her foot across the sand, idly drawing patterns, as if a little child. She could hear her brother saddling the horses, three of them. Bakura refused to let them journey across the desert for the whole trip, insisting that both Malik and he accompany them until the next morning when they arrived into the city. She knew it had nothing to do with the fact that he wanted to protect her. She didn't have the heart to deny him.
She could hear the soft shuffle of footsteps and looked up to see Ryou clinging to Bakura, fingers interlaced as both didn't stray more then a step from each other. The white linen shined brighter in the sun and the pale green embroideries that were sewn onto the tunic and pants made Ryou's large sea green orbs stand out. Large sea green orbs brimmed with tears. His lips quivered and Isis had to turn her head away, glad that the cloth covered most of her face so that none could see her own lips quivering.
"It's ready."
Malik's unnaturally soft voice made Isis look up to see the lowered face of her brother. Bright lavender orbs shadowed with sorrow. Placing her fingers under his chin she forced him to look up to her own eyes to make him see that they too were brimmed in tears. Letting out a small smile Malik squeezed her fingers before turning to talk to Bakura.
Ah, Bakura. The thief's crimson over robe stood out in the tanned landscape, like a bloody flag that waved its arms in the shimmering air. His silvery head protected by the cloth that draped around his face, similar to the one Ryou had on his. She could see his garnet eyes flickering to the youth next to him constantly, the fingers tightening their grip on the small fingers, the sharp angles of his face etched even harder in an attempt to hide his face from sorrow. As he nodded his head in agreement with Malik, he turned to his own horse and whispered words to the smaller youth. Ryou just clung closer to Bakura and let his head fall onto the crimson over robe.
The sun flashed against the stark whiteness of all the linens, save for Bakura's crimson over robe. His sharp garnet eyes were forever scanning the horizon out of thief's instinct. Once or twice he caught a quick blur in the distance, but he knew that if they were indeed thieves they would stay away; his crimson over robe would give in the smallest hint that the infamous king of thieves was out in the desert and if they treasured their lives they would move on. He could feel the welcoming heat of Ryou's body against his as the young seer let his head fall onto the bronzed skin of Bakura's torso. On his finger he twisted the gold band, making the precious gold metal shine in the glaring sun, the soft green jade twinkling as well. Jade, so soft a green, so vivid it reminded him of his Ryou's eyes. His Ryou's beautiful eyes. Soft, caring, intelligent. Beautiful, and never his. As if sensing Bakura's distraught train of thought, Ryou turned and looked at him seriously, his large pale green eyes studying his own with an unnatural sadness in them. He let the pale finger lightly dance across the scar under his eye before pressing his lips softly to the tomb robber's thin ones.
"I love you."
Bakura only buried his head into Ryou's soft mane, cherishing the pure smell of Ryou. While one hand was still steadied on the reins he let the other hand intertwine with Ryou's. Ryou squeezed the calloused hand tightly before relaxing his grip. As they continued to ride on in silence he felt something slightly cooler slip onto his finger. Looking down he saw one of Bakura's rings on his own finger. The one he was just twisting. The jade shone softly in the sun. Looking up he saw that although Bakura's gaze was partially fixed on the path they rode and the horizon, but he knew he had Bakura's attention.
"Reminds me of you...same eye color."
Bakura's rough voice softly whispered into his ear and Ryou smiled, knowing just how hard it was for his love to say the same exact words he had just uttered.
"Thanks you."
"Anything for you...love"
By the time the moon rose high over the deserts Ryou was dozing in the tomb robber's embrace and Isis signaled to stop for the night. They would take a couple hours rest before Isis and Ryou journeyed alone in the dawn to the Pharaoh's city. As Bakura carried Ryou's still form onto his pile of blankets Isis sat by the fire, letting her feet warm in the chilly air while Malik lay by her side, blankets embracing his body.
"Do you think you'll ever come back?"
Isis paused debating to tell what she really felt.
"And don't lie."
"No...but maybe if we are lucky the Gods will smile down upon us and send us good blessings to meet once more, you never know."
"I guess."
The soft crackle of fire filled the silence before Malik broke it once more.
"Do you think Ryou will see Bakura again?"
She let her aquamarine eyes flicker to the tousled silvery headed boys, both manes of hair intermingling within each other as Bakura wrapped his body around Ryou's curled up one. Malik's bright lavender orbs that shined in the vivid fire studied them too. He answered his own question.
"I think they will."
In his opinion it was the most serene time of the day, where the moon had disappeared and the sun was yet to rise. Dawn yet dusk. Stars still doted the lightening sky as hazy lavenders and pale shots of pink streaked the sky. They weren't asleep, just lying there with their eyes closed. Savoring the warmth that they provided one another. He breathed in the musky smell that he knew he would miss. Slowly he opened his eyes in reluctance only to see that Bakura too had his own garnet orbs open already, studying his face with an intense ferocity. The look of sadness had slipped into the fierce eyes making them look all too melancholy and the features on his face sharp. He could feel his heart constrict in pain as he reached out to trace the familiar scar on his face, tears springing from his eyes as the tried to memorize each feature, etching them deeply inside himself. Bakura's calloused fingers brushed away the crystalline tears and gently kissed the closed eyelids. Wrapping his arms around the lithe body he brought his lips to the ear he had always whispered sweet nothings into.
"I will promise you, that no matter what I will see you once more and I swear by my dying breath that I will not die without kissing you once more. You are mine and only mine. You belong not to the Gods or the Pharaoh, only me. I promise you, I will have you in my arms once more, I promise."
Turning Ryou place his hands on the bronzed face of Bakura and kissed him so sweetly it made Bakura's eyes burn and his throat constrict as tears began to try to push them out, but he made them stay, he had to stay strong, stay brave for Ryou, all for Ryou.
"I will love you forever, I swear to you by my life that I will never love another like I love you. I will never forget you and I will await the day when we are once more together. I know nothing will keep you away and nothing will move my heart. I love you Bakura, I'll love you till I take my dying breath."
With another sweet chaste kiss Bakura pulled the boy close and buried his face into Ryou's mane of silvery hair. A few tears escaping its prison hold as they disappeared into the thick mane.
"I love you too."
Bakura stood on the tall dune, watching the small figure of his love sitting behind Isis, twisting his head to see him. He was glad that Ryou was too far away to see the clear drops of tears slowly rolling down his cheeks as he stood there, the slowly rising sun beginning to outline his still form. Even in the distance that covered them both Bakura could see those vivid pale green eyes shining in the semi darkness, shining and wet. He could feel the wind whip across his body but he paid no heed to it as he watched his love slowly disappear into the city outlined before them. Next to him stood another figure, still as he was, eyes wet as bright lavender were dimmed and hands clenched until bloody trails of tears ran down his hands to splatter drops onto the sand.
Ryou's twisted his body, ignoring the pain that he felt as his muscles twisted. In the horizon he could see Bakura's outline, he drank it in, savoring the last time he would see his love. He could feel Isis trembling and he knew she too was shedding tears, not daring to see her dear brother. Ryou felt the warm tears fall down his cheeks and in the growing distance he swore he saw Bakura's beautiful garnet eyes shining like a thousand stars as he too shed tears, clear crystalline drops that rolled down his face. As he turned away he felt his heart shatter and he began to cry. He felt the horse stop underneath him and he felt warm arms embrace him as both seers sobbed into each other's arms, crying as both broken hearts wept and both souls ached for the ones they loved.
As the sun began to travel to its place high in the sky two figures could be seen on a horse and as they made their way to the ornate palace that could be seen miles away Isis sighed. They were back once more and a new chapter in their lives had begun as the old one had now crumbled and left behind broken hearts. ***************************************************************** ******************************************* T-T I'm sorry!!!!!!! I was practically crying over myself for breaking them apart, I can't believe I did that!!!!! *sniff, sniff* Anyways, the updates may once more be far fewer since I'm very busy, I have homework, piano, SAT prep, and I have to concentrate on a lot of stuff like chemistry and Latin...its killer, but I'll update, just a little slower. Please forgive me and please read and review! Thanks and until the next chapter, ja! ^_^
