Gomen!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm sorry I haven't updated in a long time, but I
was...lazy..._ sorry about that! But actually I was busy with SAT prep stuff
and junior thesis.........grrrrrrrrr.........stupid thesis! *ahem* anyways, to
continue with the story and to thank the reviewers!
Lone Wolf55: Aw......... your friends didn't get together? Too bad, I hope he's okay and not depressed! Anyways, thanks!
Yuri Rikusentai: Hehe, yeah Ryuugi's there and he might be a bit important. They won't meet for awhile, but they will have some communication, I promise that! As for your fic, _ I still haven't gotten time to read it, I've been too swamped with junk.........I hate school, that's all I can say. Anyways, thanks!
DreamingChild: Yay, we're off the hook for now! Joy! And yes, Ryou and Ryuugi will have a relationship, but not like one with Bakura, just like a brotherly one, promise, Ryou solely belongs to Bakura!
Evil Chibi Malik: Pocky! *eats in speed of light* ^_^ v I've been pocky deprived for a bit! Aw.........you brought back Ryou and Bakura in your review! And he stopped burning your room, isn't that sweet? Ah, the power of Ryou's cuteness! Glad to know that the tissues will be used for later uses that means no tears have been spilled. ^_^! Yay! Anyways, thanks!
Hidden Dreams: Thank you!
Someoneyoudon'tknow: Continuing!
Jou: Hehe, poor chibi tomb robber and chibi pharaoh are cranky, they need a nap! Anyways, thanks! Yeah, the search system is still down for me, apparently they'll put it up again on the 25th.
Hillary: There will be no Yugi in this fic, sorry to say!
Anyways, sorry again for the hold up, but I needed some time even if it was vacation and junk, but hope that you'll be patient! Anyways, on with the fic!
Warning: Yaoi between Ryou and Bakura, maybe some angst. ***************************************************************** ******************************************* Torch light flickered in the darkened hallways, marble gleaming off in the dim light. A dull golden head was reflected as the figure walked slowly down the silent hallways. Softly he padded down, feet barely making a sound in the all too silent abode. Pausing he knocked on a door, not waiting for an answer he entered.
"Bakura?"
A mop of ragged silvery hair glinted in the dim light, figure barely able to be seen. The lone candle that lit the room flickered and shivered as if afraid. Sharp garnet orbs looked up and immediately narrowed. His thin lips curled into a snarl as a low dangerous growl escaped his throat.
"Go away."
Both words were hard and low, the steely note in them inescapable. The pale lavender eyes shone in the dark room, intensifying their brilliance. Sympathy lingered in those bright orbs and it seemed to cause Bakura's glare to harden even more.
"I said go away."
His voice had become snake like, hissing in the dangerous tone like a cobra about to strike. The lean agile body tensed when the blonde didn't move. Malik opened his mouth to speak but Bakura beat him to it.
"I SAID GO AWAY! WHAT PART OF THAT DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?! JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!!!"
He punctuated his pained scream with a flying dagger aimed for the blonde's head. Malik ducked and slowly left, closing the door a barely audible sigh escaping his lips. With pant leaden breathes Bakura slowly rose form his pile of silken cushions and screamed once more. Hands finding object that lay in his room were thrown with great force as they crumbled to the floor in a disheveled heap. Fists rammed into walls until knuckles split and dark blood ran down his tanned flesh. Screams of rage, sorrow, grief tore from his throat as he cursed and spewed oaths in every form and language he knew. He cursed the Gods and the Pharaoh for bringing him everything he hated, grief, anger, hate. He screamed until he could only collapse onto his silken cushions exhausted and he curled into the depth of them, slow tears beginning to roll down his face, one by one. Clear drops of salty water that dotted the silken fabric in which he buried his face into. His body shook and soft sobs began to make him tremble even more. Sobs made his soul shiver and as he tried to stem the flow of tears, they only came quicker.
As he lay there, still, his eyes shining like diamonds he had stolen before, he inhaled the smooth cool fabric of his pillows, the sweet lingering scent of Ryou still faintly filling his head. He imagined the soft feathery mane tickling his throat, the sweet lips touching his own, and mostly those large sea green eyes that made him smile and love the boy all over again. Slowly he began to say his name, like a mantra, his lifeline. Over and over again until he was screaming once more, screaming for Ryou, screaming for the one person he loved more than he cared to. As he lay gasping for air, he slowly fell into a black unconsciousness, a sleep filled with dreams of his sweet lipped loving Ryou.
In the dim room in the shadowy abode, a burnished golden head was reflected by the firelight. Bright lavender eyes burning with intensity. Eyes shining bright like the stars decorated on Nut's body, slowly tanned hand buried them into his face, covering the shining lavender orbs and slowly screams of the tomb robber began to echo in the empty hallways, creating a collection of screams that echoed of pain and rage. As they faded a soft calm voice began to chant.
"Great Lady Isis, bring to us your strength, your wit, your courage. Weep with us as you wept for your beloved, King of the Underworld. Bring us your strength and your courage as you faced Lord Set when he killed the Sacred One and bring to us the hope that flows in your veins as you circled the great pillar in which your beloved lay. Great Lady Isis, bless us with all you have, bring to us courage and hope that flows in your blood, so mote it be."
*~Change of Scenery~*
Tanned fingers drummed the smooth table top, brush resting in the other hand. Ink long dried crusted on the long fine hair of the brush as aquamarine eyes stared at the blank parchment. Bright green eyes stared at her still face until finally a voice broke the impending silence.
"Isis."
Her aquamarine eyes stirred, fingers twitching as the brush fell from her fingers. With a sigh she picked it up once more and dipped it into the pot letting the lacquered ink drip from the long hairs.
"I don't know what to write Ryuugi, I-I don't know what to say to my own brother."
Taking one of her hands in his he slowly forced her gaze upon his hypnotic one. The large catlike eyes made her soul calm a bit and slowly she let a small smile creep onto her lips. With a small sigh once more she began to write, dictating what she wrote to the lone figure across from her.
"My dearest brother, we have finally reached the Pharaoh's palace once more, yes we are once more apart but it does not mean we cannot talk. With the help of the seers I have been able to establish a line of communication with you my dear brother, one insured to be safe. Yes my dearest brother, the Pharaoh knows to whom I write to. I beg of you to be careful, he may turn a blind eye but it does not mean he has pardoned you of any crimes. I can see you smirking at my comment already Malik, but do take it seriously, Ryuugi has already encountered more trouble from you then any others."
She let a small smirk cross her features at the disgruntled face of the dark seer.
"I ask that you only try to be careful and look out for yourself. I ask about our dearest tomb robber. How has he been? Throwing a fit I assume. Do not fear my brother; tell him his Ryou is well. He misses him of course and once I can establish with the Pharaoh I will allow him to write to Bakura as well. We have already talked amongst ourselves as seers and have thought it best we allow Ryou to at least talk to him. He too weeps as I am sure Bakura does, but tell him to wait and soon Ryou shall send him a letter too, in his own hand I promise you that. My dearest brother, do not weep, I shall write to you always, and always I shall see you. I send to you my best wishes of health and love, Isis."
She slowly looked up and met bright emerald green eyes. With trembling hands she quickly sealed it and folded it. With a quiet whistle a hawk came into view, his tawny bronzed feathers much like her own flesh flew close to her. Stroking his soft head she looked deep into the golden eye of the hawk, concentrating into his mind. Mentally she sent the brazen hawk a mental map in which her brother lived.
"A give a good peck if he doesn't answer back."
With a click of his beak the tawny hawk made his way into the dry hot sky, disappearing into the sands where he became a speck amongst the never ending sand dunes. A small shuffle of feet made both occupants look up to see a lithe figure at the door way, honey colored locks swirling around her waist. A small smile adorned Serenity's lips.
"Come, you must see Ryou."
Without any hesitation both followed the younger girl who serenely led them to the seer's sitting room. The heavily adorned room from which a large eye of Horus was emblazoned on, she pushed the door quietly as not to disturb the occupants. The sound of innocent laughter made them see Ryou on his back as Jou and Atemu mercilessly tickled him. Set sat close by, smiling softly but restraining himself from any activities. Smiling softly Isis and Ryuugi felt a small bubble of happiness in their chests at the sight of Ryou laughing to the point where tears leaked from his eyes.
Finally when both boys had ceased their attacks Ryou scooted to Set and leaped behind the tall imposing figure like a shield. Both boys laughed and spotted Serenity and the two seers in tow. Ryou meanwhile sat close to the fire seer and tugged at his fiery red tunic and whispered something to him. Smiling to him softly Set began to speak to the boy so only he could hear and Ryou listened wide eyed, like a child listening to a story, which he was doing. Isis smiled felt her soul rest a little easier.
Ryou listened wide eyes, awed as Set told stories of his journeys, journeys of going to Nubia and Sicily and the Romans who were white skinned as Ryou was with cold pale blue eyes, paler than Set's himself! Places where green vines grew in abundance and flowers of every color bloomed daily!
"Set-re, do you think I'll ever see such places?"
He asked, breathless with excitement.
"Do not worry, you will have your own adventures soon Ryou-re."
Ryou felt the twinge in his heart become blocked for awhile during that afternoon, yet when he returned to bed it returned like a tsunami. He longed for Bakura's strong arms holding him or Bakura's garnet eyes looking at him, calloused fingers gently touching his cheeks. He hugged tighter the blankets that were swathed around him. Bakura had stopped the nightmares about his village, Bakura protected him. As much as he had begun to trust his new family they couldn't protect him like Bakura had. It was as if he was half missing. He felt empty, alone. He wanted Bakura with him now! Tears began to collect in his eyes and quietly cried himself to sleep. Sad emerald green eyes watched as the small figure shook with sobs before he closed the connecting door, he prayed to Hathor that she would bring together the two lovers once more.
In the dim fire lit room in the underground abode a burnished golden head tilted and tanned fingers stroked the soft downy feathers of a tawny hawk. On his lap sat the parchment filled with his sister's strong neat writing. His lavender eyes were wide with surprise and for the first time in a week a smile adorned his lips. Maybe there was hope. ***************************************************************** ******************************************* Not much, but lot's of Bakura angst! ^_^! I made him cry.........again.........opps? Sorry about that, but the point was that their both miserable in their own ways and they want to see each other again. And the letter to Malik? What will happen to that? You'll see! Anyways I'll try to update more, but I can't promise anything. Sorry if I was late at updating. Anyways, please read and review! Ja ne! ^_^
Lone Wolf55: Aw......... your friends didn't get together? Too bad, I hope he's okay and not depressed! Anyways, thanks!
Yuri Rikusentai: Hehe, yeah Ryuugi's there and he might be a bit important. They won't meet for awhile, but they will have some communication, I promise that! As for your fic, _ I still haven't gotten time to read it, I've been too swamped with junk.........I hate school, that's all I can say. Anyways, thanks!
DreamingChild: Yay, we're off the hook for now! Joy! And yes, Ryou and Ryuugi will have a relationship, but not like one with Bakura, just like a brotherly one, promise, Ryou solely belongs to Bakura!
Evil Chibi Malik: Pocky! *eats in speed of light* ^_^ v I've been pocky deprived for a bit! Aw.........you brought back Ryou and Bakura in your review! And he stopped burning your room, isn't that sweet? Ah, the power of Ryou's cuteness! Glad to know that the tissues will be used for later uses that means no tears have been spilled. ^_^! Yay! Anyways, thanks!
Hidden Dreams: Thank you!
Someoneyoudon'tknow: Continuing!
Jou: Hehe, poor chibi tomb robber and chibi pharaoh are cranky, they need a nap! Anyways, thanks! Yeah, the search system is still down for me, apparently they'll put it up again on the 25th.
Hillary: There will be no Yugi in this fic, sorry to say!
Anyways, sorry again for the hold up, but I needed some time even if it was vacation and junk, but hope that you'll be patient! Anyways, on with the fic!
Warning: Yaoi between Ryou and Bakura, maybe some angst. ***************************************************************** ******************************************* Torch light flickered in the darkened hallways, marble gleaming off in the dim light. A dull golden head was reflected as the figure walked slowly down the silent hallways. Softly he padded down, feet barely making a sound in the all too silent abode. Pausing he knocked on a door, not waiting for an answer he entered.
"Bakura?"
A mop of ragged silvery hair glinted in the dim light, figure barely able to be seen. The lone candle that lit the room flickered and shivered as if afraid. Sharp garnet orbs looked up and immediately narrowed. His thin lips curled into a snarl as a low dangerous growl escaped his throat.
"Go away."
Both words were hard and low, the steely note in them inescapable. The pale lavender eyes shone in the dark room, intensifying their brilliance. Sympathy lingered in those bright orbs and it seemed to cause Bakura's glare to harden even more.
"I said go away."
His voice had become snake like, hissing in the dangerous tone like a cobra about to strike. The lean agile body tensed when the blonde didn't move. Malik opened his mouth to speak but Bakura beat him to it.
"I SAID GO AWAY! WHAT PART OF THAT DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?! JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!!!"
He punctuated his pained scream with a flying dagger aimed for the blonde's head. Malik ducked and slowly left, closing the door a barely audible sigh escaping his lips. With pant leaden breathes Bakura slowly rose form his pile of silken cushions and screamed once more. Hands finding object that lay in his room were thrown with great force as they crumbled to the floor in a disheveled heap. Fists rammed into walls until knuckles split and dark blood ran down his tanned flesh. Screams of rage, sorrow, grief tore from his throat as he cursed and spewed oaths in every form and language he knew. He cursed the Gods and the Pharaoh for bringing him everything he hated, grief, anger, hate. He screamed until he could only collapse onto his silken cushions exhausted and he curled into the depth of them, slow tears beginning to roll down his face, one by one. Clear drops of salty water that dotted the silken fabric in which he buried his face into. His body shook and soft sobs began to make him tremble even more. Sobs made his soul shiver and as he tried to stem the flow of tears, they only came quicker.
As he lay there, still, his eyes shining like diamonds he had stolen before, he inhaled the smooth cool fabric of his pillows, the sweet lingering scent of Ryou still faintly filling his head. He imagined the soft feathery mane tickling his throat, the sweet lips touching his own, and mostly those large sea green eyes that made him smile and love the boy all over again. Slowly he began to say his name, like a mantra, his lifeline. Over and over again until he was screaming once more, screaming for Ryou, screaming for the one person he loved more than he cared to. As he lay gasping for air, he slowly fell into a black unconsciousness, a sleep filled with dreams of his sweet lipped loving Ryou.
In the dim room in the shadowy abode, a burnished golden head was reflected by the firelight. Bright lavender eyes burning with intensity. Eyes shining bright like the stars decorated on Nut's body, slowly tanned hand buried them into his face, covering the shining lavender orbs and slowly screams of the tomb robber began to echo in the empty hallways, creating a collection of screams that echoed of pain and rage. As they faded a soft calm voice began to chant.
"Great Lady Isis, bring to us your strength, your wit, your courage. Weep with us as you wept for your beloved, King of the Underworld. Bring us your strength and your courage as you faced Lord Set when he killed the Sacred One and bring to us the hope that flows in your veins as you circled the great pillar in which your beloved lay. Great Lady Isis, bless us with all you have, bring to us courage and hope that flows in your blood, so mote it be."
*~Change of Scenery~*
Tanned fingers drummed the smooth table top, brush resting in the other hand. Ink long dried crusted on the long fine hair of the brush as aquamarine eyes stared at the blank parchment. Bright green eyes stared at her still face until finally a voice broke the impending silence.
"Isis."
Her aquamarine eyes stirred, fingers twitching as the brush fell from her fingers. With a sigh she picked it up once more and dipped it into the pot letting the lacquered ink drip from the long hairs.
"I don't know what to write Ryuugi, I-I don't know what to say to my own brother."
Taking one of her hands in his he slowly forced her gaze upon his hypnotic one. The large catlike eyes made her soul calm a bit and slowly she let a small smile creep onto her lips. With a small sigh once more she began to write, dictating what she wrote to the lone figure across from her.
"My dearest brother, we have finally reached the Pharaoh's palace once more, yes we are once more apart but it does not mean we cannot talk. With the help of the seers I have been able to establish a line of communication with you my dear brother, one insured to be safe. Yes my dearest brother, the Pharaoh knows to whom I write to. I beg of you to be careful, he may turn a blind eye but it does not mean he has pardoned you of any crimes. I can see you smirking at my comment already Malik, but do take it seriously, Ryuugi has already encountered more trouble from you then any others."
She let a small smirk cross her features at the disgruntled face of the dark seer.
"I ask that you only try to be careful and look out for yourself. I ask about our dearest tomb robber. How has he been? Throwing a fit I assume. Do not fear my brother; tell him his Ryou is well. He misses him of course and once I can establish with the Pharaoh I will allow him to write to Bakura as well. We have already talked amongst ourselves as seers and have thought it best we allow Ryou to at least talk to him. He too weeps as I am sure Bakura does, but tell him to wait and soon Ryou shall send him a letter too, in his own hand I promise you that. My dearest brother, do not weep, I shall write to you always, and always I shall see you. I send to you my best wishes of health and love, Isis."
She slowly looked up and met bright emerald green eyes. With trembling hands she quickly sealed it and folded it. With a quiet whistle a hawk came into view, his tawny bronzed feathers much like her own flesh flew close to her. Stroking his soft head she looked deep into the golden eye of the hawk, concentrating into his mind. Mentally she sent the brazen hawk a mental map in which her brother lived.
"A give a good peck if he doesn't answer back."
With a click of his beak the tawny hawk made his way into the dry hot sky, disappearing into the sands where he became a speck amongst the never ending sand dunes. A small shuffle of feet made both occupants look up to see a lithe figure at the door way, honey colored locks swirling around her waist. A small smile adorned Serenity's lips.
"Come, you must see Ryou."
Without any hesitation both followed the younger girl who serenely led them to the seer's sitting room. The heavily adorned room from which a large eye of Horus was emblazoned on, she pushed the door quietly as not to disturb the occupants. The sound of innocent laughter made them see Ryou on his back as Jou and Atemu mercilessly tickled him. Set sat close by, smiling softly but restraining himself from any activities. Smiling softly Isis and Ryuugi felt a small bubble of happiness in their chests at the sight of Ryou laughing to the point where tears leaked from his eyes.
Finally when both boys had ceased their attacks Ryou scooted to Set and leaped behind the tall imposing figure like a shield. Both boys laughed and spotted Serenity and the two seers in tow. Ryou meanwhile sat close to the fire seer and tugged at his fiery red tunic and whispered something to him. Smiling to him softly Set began to speak to the boy so only he could hear and Ryou listened wide eyed, like a child listening to a story, which he was doing. Isis smiled felt her soul rest a little easier.
Ryou listened wide eyes, awed as Set told stories of his journeys, journeys of going to Nubia and Sicily and the Romans who were white skinned as Ryou was with cold pale blue eyes, paler than Set's himself! Places where green vines grew in abundance and flowers of every color bloomed daily!
"Set-re, do you think I'll ever see such places?"
He asked, breathless with excitement.
"Do not worry, you will have your own adventures soon Ryou-re."
Ryou felt the twinge in his heart become blocked for awhile during that afternoon, yet when he returned to bed it returned like a tsunami. He longed for Bakura's strong arms holding him or Bakura's garnet eyes looking at him, calloused fingers gently touching his cheeks. He hugged tighter the blankets that were swathed around him. Bakura had stopped the nightmares about his village, Bakura protected him. As much as he had begun to trust his new family they couldn't protect him like Bakura had. It was as if he was half missing. He felt empty, alone. He wanted Bakura with him now! Tears began to collect in his eyes and quietly cried himself to sleep. Sad emerald green eyes watched as the small figure shook with sobs before he closed the connecting door, he prayed to Hathor that she would bring together the two lovers once more.
In the dim fire lit room in the underground abode a burnished golden head tilted and tanned fingers stroked the soft downy feathers of a tawny hawk. On his lap sat the parchment filled with his sister's strong neat writing. His lavender eyes were wide with surprise and for the first time in a week a smile adorned his lips. Maybe there was hope. ***************************************************************** ******************************************* Not much, but lot's of Bakura angst! ^_^! I made him cry.........again.........opps? Sorry about that, but the point was that their both miserable in their own ways and they want to see each other again. And the letter to Malik? What will happen to that? You'll see! Anyways I'll try to update more, but I can't promise anything. Sorry if I was late at updating. Anyways, please read and review! Ja ne! ^_^
