Hello everyone!! I'm back again!!! For once...X_X sorry...but track
started...again...and we actually do work this time so I'm really tired and
it's only the second day!!! _!!!! Anyways, I just wanted to start
typing up the story ^_^, just to appease all you readers out there!
Anyways, I must thank all the nice reviewers!
DreamingChild: Uh...will you settle for a box of pocky? ^_^; hehe...and I promise some Ryou niceness next!!! I promise!!! *cowers* just no more hurting me or the characters...they want to sue and Seto has the scary big lawyers behind him...their fun to poke! *goes off to poke lawyers*
Yuri Rikusentai: ...your fic....right...I've been meaning to read that and review...opps? I'm so sorry, you have no idea! I really meant to read it and I really want to, it sound great so far, but I can't!!! *wail* I will though...I will read one more chapter then the next, then the next, until I get to the last chapter! I will!!!!...ahem, thanks.
Evil Chibi Malik: Yum...giant pocky...and poster of hot cute boys...*on cloud nine!* Thank you!!! Uh...I'm guessing you had some form of sugar of caffeine? I guess then giving you some sugary stuff won't help will it? *hides the stash of chocolate* Heh whoops? Kharue-sama wouldn't be too happy with a hyper active hikari now would he? Wonder how Nanashi would react with sugar...hm...only one way to find out! *give Nanashi sugar!* Wonder if the end of the world will come...thanks!
Ryuujitsu:...oh...your fluff? Uh...it's coming? I have some sort of fluff in this chapter...I think...and you sound busy! One after another, eh? Well once more I wish you the best of luck with your Junior Festival thing! And I updated so you wouldn't fall off your swivel chair anymore...they are fun! *swivels in swivel chair for ten minutes before stopping since the she sees three computers instead of one...*@.@
Osiris Lee: Hey who told you the plot?! Just kidding...well now we know one of the many reasons why Bakura is not so right in the head now don't we? Not to worry, the major angst will be coming up soon in the next couple of chapters...actually the story's almost done now...maybe five chapters to go? Or less? Or more??
DaLizzie: No problem about reviewing your fic, it was fun to read! As for Bakura and Ryou? Yes, they will always be together! I can never bear to separate them...for too long that is...*evil grin*
VampssAmby10210: Eep!! Must write more!!! Must preserve none existing sanity...^^! Thanks for reviewing!
Warning: Yaoi between Ryou and Bakura and FLUFF! BEHOLD SOME FORM OF FLUFF! And maybe some not even barely lime stuff...still afraid that someone will report me so no lemon! I'm sorry, but use your creativity! If I have to I will raise the rating...which I will probably do..._
On with the fic and no more of my incessant babbling! *SAT word, incessant, continuous...^^;) ***************************************************************** ******************* He was scared...not only scared, terrified. It was the only way to describe it. How would one feel if they too had to sacrifice their very souls to save a kingdom? What did a child do? He sat on his bed, arms around his knees as large stricken green eyes stared at the marble floors. Worrying a lip, he tried to sort out his life...how could he? How was he to sacrifice his soul? Was it even possible? And how was he to get into the afterlife? Without his Ba he would be helpless in the realm of the afterlife...he would be a wanderer...
Shaking with fear he laid out on his bed, letting the gauzy sheets lay around his body limply...it was as if they too had lost hope...with a desolate sigh Ryou closed his large eyes in hope that he would have dreams of better times...
A tall shadowed figure crept near the wall, invisible in the shadows he seemed, the guards were yet to have seen him...well it was after all dark as well...with experience calloused fingers he skimmed the wall in hopes to find a crack of any kind, but to no avail...the pharaoh had gone long ways to make it a thief proof palace...too bad he was going to prove him wrong. With a feral grin he stepped onto a small boulder on the foot of the wall, standing on it to see if he came any closer to the top. When it made almost no difference he just shrugged and brought out a coil of rope. He just hoped that the guards were heavy sleepers...
After managing to scale the wall, escape the hidden ditch that lay at the foot of the wall to greet him and avoid any other guard he managed to sneak into the interior of the palace, the cool wind whistling eerily in the dark palace. With a silent gait he made his way down the desolate hallways...now to find his prize...
He knew he was in the seers hall, after many detours he had finally found the right wing of the palace and now the only trick was to find the door of his prize...only he found that all the doors had protective seals and charms on them written by the seers themselves...he felt like screaming. Creeping back down to the courtyard from which he came from and he slowly brought out the coil of rope once more and with careful aim he let the metal hook onto the balcony of a random window...he could work from there. Luckily for him, he had snagged a seer's window, the dark seer if he wasn't mistaken...and knowing who was next to the night seer he crept into the dark seers room to see not a single soul in there. Oddly confusing he just shrugged and silently entered the room next door through the slightly open door next to him. As he left in a whirl of crimson and silver in the dark two pair of emerald green eyes grew visible and as the shadows unwrapped themselves from the figure they hid, Ryuugi hid a grin before closing the door and setting it with charms like his outer door...after all they did deserve their privacy...
He entered the quiet room and quietly let his eyes rest on the lone figure that lay on the bed, swarthy blankets draped over his form lightly as the soft silvery hair glinted in the moonlight. His eyes softened as he seemingly glided over and kneeled next to the sleeping figure's face and with gentle lips he placed a soft and chaste kiss on the plumb lips. The slim brows furrowed slightly before large green eyes opened and were hazily met with sharp garnet ones. Frowning he blinked rapidly before the face came into view and he let out a choked gasp which was cut off by the tanned hand.
Ryou gaped...it was all a dream, a dream from his mind, a cruel, cruel dream...yes that was it...but why was the hand so warm and why could he feel the calloused fingers on his lips. Tears had began to roll down his cheeks and when the thief removed his fingers from those lips Ryou whispered to himself,
"All a dream...I'm dreaming and you aren't real...not real...not possible...not poss..."
He was cut off as lips were attached to his own once more and his eyes closed. Calloused hands played with a lock of his slivery hair while the other gently, lovingly caressed his cheek. When they broke apart, the thief leaned his forehead against Ryou's.
"Am I still not real?"
Ryou looked up and those beautiful eyes were filled with clear crystalline tears that slid down his face again. With hands that shook Ryou placed one pale hand against the bronzed cheek of Bakura and traced every feature. Then placed his soft lips upon the tomb robber's and crushed him into a breath taking hug. Choked sobs began to erupt from his throat as they were muffled against the crimson fabric of his robe. Bakura held close to him the lithe body of Ryou, reminding himself how much he had missed the young seer. The comforting weight against his chest once more restored as he buried his head into the long silvery mane and gently soothed the trembling seer.
"I'm real, I'm real...not a dream, not a dream...I'm right here."
Looking up Ryou kissed the thief deeply and let his shining eyes meet the thief's garnet ones.
"I missed you...so much...more than you could know..."
"I know."
Gently he place feather soft kisses all over Ryou's face, letting his lips skim the silky soft surface. Ryou let a soft chorus of "I love you" echo over and over as if he couldn't say it enough. Bakura paused only once to return the sentiment and resumed his task of kissing the young seer senseless. He gently lowered the lithe body down upon the bed once more and let his body cover the others and for a moment he just lay there, breathing in the sweet delicate scent of his Ryou. Both bodies, bathed in moonlight seemed to glow, like two Gods fallen from the realm of the Gods and together they seemed to glow in the darkness.
Ryou's large orbs were closed and Bakura looked down to see the pale sweet face reflected in moonlight as the long mane of silvery hair was spread out, framing the sweet face. Full lips parted slightly as the steady breath of passion passed by and the ivory skin seemed to gleam. The few longer locks of hair that rested on his throat shifted as the long slender throat arched the smallest bit when Bakura placed a small kiss. Smiling to himself Bakura once more kissed the ivory throat, feeling the pulse of Ryou's heart. Ryou let out a whispery moan in response and once more smiling Bakura kissed his way to the shell of Ryou's ear, gently kissing and licking. Ryou couldn't help but shiver in response and he could feel Bakura smiling against him. He let his slim fingers comb through the ragged silvery locks, traveling down to the neck where he began to knead lightly earning a soft moan from the thief. It was Ryou's turn to smile as he tugged off the over robe and let the cloth drop in a crimson heap somewhere on the floor. One he too was shed of his tunic Bakura leaned down once more and began to kiss the ivory neck again. Calloused fingers stroked at the smooth skin that lay underneath him and the soft whispery moans only encouraged him. The pale fingers in return began to trace the scars across his back, lines crisscrossing one another. As the lithe body arched beneath him, Bakura took in the image of his Ryou, drinking in the perfect picture of love and passion.
Soon clothes lay discarded, colored heaps upon the marble. They lay skin against skin, lips meeting each other and hand tangling into the silvery manes they both possessed. Large beautiful sea green eyes met sharp garnet ones and softly whispered to each other sweet nonsense. They were in love; they were love, the embodiment of what love was and every beautiful aspect of it. Bathed in the ethereal beams of the moon they were higher than any mortals that lived and breathed that night, they were the embodiment of love.
As the sun rose above the desert sands, two lovers lay together, arms entwined around each other as they lay listening to each other's heart beats. It seemed as if time had stopped for them, but alas, it had not.
"Bakura..."
"Hm?"
"I love you...you know that right?"
Bakura shifted...something was wrong, Ryou was avoiding his eyes.
"Ryou? What's wrong?"
Tightening his hold on the bronzed hand, he looked not at the handsome face of the tomb robber but the paling sky that was streaked with the most brilliant pinks of dusky lavenders.
"There was a prophecy...my prophecy...and there's to be a...sacrifice...of the souls of six seers and the soul of the Pharaoh..."
Bakura froze. His lips grew tight and eyes grew oddly blank. Ryou looked up with tear brimmed eyes.
"Bakura?"
"A sacrifice?"
"Bakura?"
"Sacrifice?"
Ryou nodded in defeat and Bakura just went blank. His face grew smooth and eyes darkened with rage? Fear? Hate? Ryou couldn't tell...Bakura's fingers grasped his hand almost painfully. Bakura just took Ryou's body in his arms and held him close. It was as if his whole world had collapsed once more, just like his village, stripped of everything he loved. Shaky hands tangled themselves into the silvery mane of hair. He was the greatest tomb robber in the history of Egypt, the one real enemy of the Pharaoh, the one who had killed hundreds before him and laughed as blood washed at his feet...he was petrified. Nothing in the world had shaken him so hard except his family's death that is.
"Oh Gods Bakura, please say something, anything? Please?"
Ryou pleaded with the oddly smooth and empty eyes of the tomb robber, taking the shaking hands into his own. Kissing each knuckle he tried to make Bakura talk again, but to his surprise a single crystalline tear made its way down his tanned cheek.
"Bakura? Please, please say something, anything? Bakura?"
The little one sobbed once more and the heart breaking sound awoke Bakura from his trance. Eyes blinked before he once more gathered Ryou to his arms, but this time whispering fiercely in a different tongue, his own native tongue. Ryou looked up in surprise to see tears rolling down Bakura's face, the eyes desperate, hopeless, pleading. The hands that he held within his own shook even stronger and Bakura just continued to whisper in a different tongue. Just then the doors opened.
"Oh Amun Re, God of all! Bakura?!"
Isis half shrieked in surprise and dismay, but before she could do anything the rest of the seers entered and so did the Pharaoh. All froze for a minute before Bakura slowly arose from the bed, tears still trailing down his bronzed cheeks. His loose pants the only piece of clothing he wore. The Pharaoh's eyes grew wide first in surprise but narrowed in contempt. He opened his mouth to speak but Bakura beat him too it.
"SET CURSE YOU ALL! YOU NO GOOD GODSDAMNED SEERS! I HATE ALL OF YOU, EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU! YOU NO GOOD BASTARDS, YOU...YOU...YOU FUCKERS! YOU'RE TAKING AWAY MY RYOU AGAIN! AGAIN! AM I CURSED BY THE GODS? AM I SELECTED TO LIVE FOREVER IN LOSS? YOU AND YOUR RADAMNED PROPHECY'S AND VISIONS! I HATE YOU ALL, EVERY LAST BIT OF YOU! CHAOS SWALLOW YOU ALL!"
Screaming, raging, Bakura cursed at them, tears still running down his face as he did so. He screamed until his voice grew hoarse and he collapsed onto the floor, gripping his silvery hair by the fingers and bitterly weeping, breaking down utterly. Ryou quickly went to his side, whispering words unheard to Bakura, trying to get the tomb robber to stop crying. Ryou too had tears running down his face and soon both embraced each other shedding bitter tears of sorrow. Soon Ryou was left crying as Bakura gently rocked his body to his own, the occasional tear disappearing into the long silvery mane of Ryou. Isis sat on the floor, crying wretchedly as well, the kohl running down her face as well as the powder as Set stood by with a comforting hand on her shoulder. Isis rocked slightly as she murmured prayers to the Gods and wailed softly. Serenity wept silently into Ryuugi's shoulder, trying to block the thoughts of how two lovers were to be separated for all eternity. Jou sat on a chair, hair gripped between his fingers as he thought of the lives he was tearing apart, and the Pharaoh stood still as stone. A proud statue in which a look of shock had been replaced by grief. A single tear ran down his face as he listened to the soft wails of Isis and the quiet sniffles of Serenity and most of all the bitter weeping of Ryou as Bakura sat on the floor shedding tears as well, already mourning. ***************************************************************** ******************* ...uh...I'm gonna get really hurt for this chapter...I can tell already...*sees lamps, books, knives, and evil Latin book of death come hurling at her* yup...deep trouble for this...*hits her* @.@ I felt that...I'm sorry!!!!!!! Really I am!! I was thinking to myself, what the hell am I doing to these two bishies? Curse me! Really, I am sorry!!! Oh, and please don't report me if you are offended by the not even lime thing...please tell me if you didn't like it, I'll up the rating then...thanks, and please read and review!!! Like I said this story is almost coming to an end! Ja ne! ^_^
DreamingChild: Uh...will you settle for a box of pocky? ^_^; hehe...and I promise some Ryou niceness next!!! I promise!!! *cowers* just no more hurting me or the characters...they want to sue and Seto has the scary big lawyers behind him...their fun to poke! *goes off to poke lawyers*
Yuri Rikusentai: ...your fic....right...I've been meaning to read that and review...opps? I'm so sorry, you have no idea! I really meant to read it and I really want to, it sound great so far, but I can't!!! *wail* I will though...I will read one more chapter then the next, then the next, until I get to the last chapter! I will!!!!...ahem, thanks.
Evil Chibi Malik: Yum...giant pocky...and poster of hot cute boys...*on cloud nine!* Thank you!!! Uh...I'm guessing you had some form of sugar of caffeine? I guess then giving you some sugary stuff won't help will it? *hides the stash of chocolate* Heh whoops? Kharue-sama wouldn't be too happy with a hyper active hikari now would he? Wonder how Nanashi would react with sugar...hm...only one way to find out! *give Nanashi sugar!* Wonder if the end of the world will come...thanks!
Ryuujitsu:...oh...your fluff? Uh...it's coming? I have some sort of fluff in this chapter...I think...and you sound busy! One after another, eh? Well once more I wish you the best of luck with your Junior Festival thing! And I updated so you wouldn't fall off your swivel chair anymore...they are fun! *swivels in swivel chair for ten minutes before stopping since the she sees three computers instead of one...*@.@
Osiris Lee: Hey who told you the plot?! Just kidding...well now we know one of the many reasons why Bakura is not so right in the head now don't we? Not to worry, the major angst will be coming up soon in the next couple of chapters...actually the story's almost done now...maybe five chapters to go? Or less? Or more??
DaLizzie: No problem about reviewing your fic, it was fun to read! As for Bakura and Ryou? Yes, they will always be together! I can never bear to separate them...for too long that is...*evil grin*
VampssAmby10210: Eep!! Must write more!!! Must preserve none existing sanity...^^! Thanks for reviewing!
Warning: Yaoi between Ryou and Bakura and FLUFF! BEHOLD SOME FORM OF FLUFF! And maybe some not even barely lime stuff...still afraid that someone will report me so no lemon! I'm sorry, but use your creativity! If I have to I will raise the rating...which I will probably do..._
On with the fic and no more of my incessant babbling! *SAT word, incessant, continuous...^^;) ***************************************************************** ******************* He was scared...not only scared, terrified. It was the only way to describe it. How would one feel if they too had to sacrifice their very souls to save a kingdom? What did a child do? He sat on his bed, arms around his knees as large stricken green eyes stared at the marble floors. Worrying a lip, he tried to sort out his life...how could he? How was he to sacrifice his soul? Was it even possible? And how was he to get into the afterlife? Without his Ba he would be helpless in the realm of the afterlife...he would be a wanderer...
Shaking with fear he laid out on his bed, letting the gauzy sheets lay around his body limply...it was as if they too had lost hope...with a desolate sigh Ryou closed his large eyes in hope that he would have dreams of better times...
A tall shadowed figure crept near the wall, invisible in the shadows he seemed, the guards were yet to have seen him...well it was after all dark as well...with experience calloused fingers he skimmed the wall in hopes to find a crack of any kind, but to no avail...the pharaoh had gone long ways to make it a thief proof palace...too bad he was going to prove him wrong. With a feral grin he stepped onto a small boulder on the foot of the wall, standing on it to see if he came any closer to the top. When it made almost no difference he just shrugged and brought out a coil of rope. He just hoped that the guards were heavy sleepers...
After managing to scale the wall, escape the hidden ditch that lay at the foot of the wall to greet him and avoid any other guard he managed to sneak into the interior of the palace, the cool wind whistling eerily in the dark palace. With a silent gait he made his way down the desolate hallways...now to find his prize...
He knew he was in the seers hall, after many detours he had finally found the right wing of the palace and now the only trick was to find the door of his prize...only he found that all the doors had protective seals and charms on them written by the seers themselves...he felt like screaming. Creeping back down to the courtyard from which he came from and he slowly brought out the coil of rope once more and with careful aim he let the metal hook onto the balcony of a random window...he could work from there. Luckily for him, he had snagged a seer's window, the dark seer if he wasn't mistaken...and knowing who was next to the night seer he crept into the dark seers room to see not a single soul in there. Oddly confusing he just shrugged and silently entered the room next door through the slightly open door next to him. As he left in a whirl of crimson and silver in the dark two pair of emerald green eyes grew visible and as the shadows unwrapped themselves from the figure they hid, Ryuugi hid a grin before closing the door and setting it with charms like his outer door...after all they did deserve their privacy...
He entered the quiet room and quietly let his eyes rest on the lone figure that lay on the bed, swarthy blankets draped over his form lightly as the soft silvery hair glinted in the moonlight. His eyes softened as he seemingly glided over and kneeled next to the sleeping figure's face and with gentle lips he placed a soft and chaste kiss on the plumb lips. The slim brows furrowed slightly before large green eyes opened and were hazily met with sharp garnet ones. Frowning he blinked rapidly before the face came into view and he let out a choked gasp which was cut off by the tanned hand.
Ryou gaped...it was all a dream, a dream from his mind, a cruel, cruel dream...yes that was it...but why was the hand so warm and why could he feel the calloused fingers on his lips. Tears had began to roll down his cheeks and when the thief removed his fingers from those lips Ryou whispered to himself,
"All a dream...I'm dreaming and you aren't real...not real...not possible...not poss..."
He was cut off as lips were attached to his own once more and his eyes closed. Calloused hands played with a lock of his slivery hair while the other gently, lovingly caressed his cheek. When they broke apart, the thief leaned his forehead against Ryou's.
"Am I still not real?"
Ryou looked up and those beautiful eyes were filled with clear crystalline tears that slid down his face again. With hands that shook Ryou placed one pale hand against the bronzed cheek of Bakura and traced every feature. Then placed his soft lips upon the tomb robber's and crushed him into a breath taking hug. Choked sobs began to erupt from his throat as they were muffled against the crimson fabric of his robe. Bakura held close to him the lithe body of Ryou, reminding himself how much he had missed the young seer. The comforting weight against his chest once more restored as he buried his head into the long silvery mane and gently soothed the trembling seer.
"I'm real, I'm real...not a dream, not a dream...I'm right here."
Looking up Ryou kissed the thief deeply and let his shining eyes meet the thief's garnet ones.
"I missed you...so much...more than you could know..."
"I know."
Gently he place feather soft kisses all over Ryou's face, letting his lips skim the silky soft surface. Ryou let a soft chorus of "I love you" echo over and over as if he couldn't say it enough. Bakura paused only once to return the sentiment and resumed his task of kissing the young seer senseless. He gently lowered the lithe body down upon the bed once more and let his body cover the others and for a moment he just lay there, breathing in the sweet delicate scent of his Ryou. Both bodies, bathed in moonlight seemed to glow, like two Gods fallen from the realm of the Gods and together they seemed to glow in the darkness.
Ryou's large orbs were closed and Bakura looked down to see the pale sweet face reflected in moonlight as the long mane of silvery hair was spread out, framing the sweet face. Full lips parted slightly as the steady breath of passion passed by and the ivory skin seemed to gleam. The few longer locks of hair that rested on his throat shifted as the long slender throat arched the smallest bit when Bakura placed a small kiss. Smiling to himself Bakura once more kissed the ivory throat, feeling the pulse of Ryou's heart. Ryou let out a whispery moan in response and once more smiling Bakura kissed his way to the shell of Ryou's ear, gently kissing and licking. Ryou couldn't help but shiver in response and he could feel Bakura smiling against him. He let his slim fingers comb through the ragged silvery locks, traveling down to the neck where he began to knead lightly earning a soft moan from the thief. It was Ryou's turn to smile as he tugged off the over robe and let the cloth drop in a crimson heap somewhere on the floor. One he too was shed of his tunic Bakura leaned down once more and began to kiss the ivory neck again. Calloused fingers stroked at the smooth skin that lay underneath him and the soft whispery moans only encouraged him. The pale fingers in return began to trace the scars across his back, lines crisscrossing one another. As the lithe body arched beneath him, Bakura took in the image of his Ryou, drinking in the perfect picture of love and passion.
Soon clothes lay discarded, colored heaps upon the marble. They lay skin against skin, lips meeting each other and hand tangling into the silvery manes they both possessed. Large beautiful sea green eyes met sharp garnet ones and softly whispered to each other sweet nonsense. They were in love; they were love, the embodiment of what love was and every beautiful aspect of it. Bathed in the ethereal beams of the moon they were higher than any mortals that lived and breathed that night, they were the embodiment of love.
As the sun rose above the desert sands, two lovers lay together, arms entwined around each other as they lay listening to each other's heart beats. It seemed as if time had stopped for them, but alas, it had not.
"Bakura..."
"Hm?"
"I love you...you know that right?"
Bakura shifted...something was wrong, Ryou was avoiding his eyes.
"Ryou? What's wrong?"
Tightening his hold on the bronzed hand, he looked not at the handsome face of the tomb robber but the paling sky that was streaked with the most brilliant pinks of dusky lavenders.
"There was a prophecy...my prophecy...and there's to be a...sacrifice...of the souls of six seers and the soul of the Pharaoh..."
Bakura froze. His lips grew tight and eyes grew oddly blank. Ryou looked up with tear brimmed eyes.
"Bakura?"
"A sacrifice?"
"Bakura?"
"Sacrifice?"
Ryou nodded in defeat and Bakura just went blank. His face grew smooth and eyes darkened with rage? Fear? Hate? Ryou couldn't tell...Bakura's fingers grasped his hand almost painfully. Bakura just took Ryou's body in his arms and held him close. It was as if his whole world had collapsed once more, just like his village, stripped of everything he loved. Shaky hands tangled themselves into the silvery mane of hair. He was the greatest tomb robber in the history of Egypt, the one real enemy of the Pharaoh, the one who had killed hundreds before him and laughed as blood washed at his feet...he was petrified. Nothing in the world had shaken him so hard except his family's death that is.
"Oh Gods Bakura, please say something, anything? Please?"
Ryou pleaded with the oddly smooth and empty eyes of the tomb robber, taking the shaking hands into his own. Kissing each knuckle he tried to make Bakura talk again, but to his surprise a single crystalline tear made its way down his tanned cheek.
"Bakura? Please, please say something, anything? Bakura?"
The little one sobbed once more and the heart breaking sound awoke Bakura from his trance. Eyes blinked before he once more gathered Ryou to his arms, but this time whispering fiercely in a different tongue, his own native tongue. Ryou looked up in surprise to see tears rolling down Bakura's face, the eyes desperate, hopeless, pleading. The hands that he held within his own shook even stronger and Bakura just continued to whisper in a different tongue. Just then the doors opened.
"Oh Amun Re, God of all! Bakura?!"
Isis half shrieked in surprise and dismay, but before she could do anything the rest of the seers entered and so did the Pharaoh. All froze for a minute before Bakura slowly arose from the bed, tears still trailing down his bronzed cheeks. His loose pants the only piece of clothing he wore. The Pharaoh's eyes grew wide first in surprise but narrowed in contempt. He opened his mouth to speak but Bakura beat him too it.
"SET CURSE YOU ALL! YOU NO GOOD GODSDAMNED SEERS! I HATE ALL OF YOU, EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU! YOU NO GOOD BASTARDS, YOU...YOU...YOU FUCKERS! YOU'RE TAKING AWAY MY RYOU AGAIN! AGAIN! AM I CURSED BY THE GODS? AM I SELECTED TO LIVE FOREVER IN LOSS? YOU AND YOUR RADAMNED PROPHECY'S AND VISIONS! I HATE YOU ALL, EVERY LAST BIT OF YOU! CHAOS SWALLOW YOU ALL!"
Screaming, raging, Bakura cursed at them, tears still running down his face as he did so. He screamed until his voice grew hoarse and he collapsed onto the floor, gripping his silvery hair by the fingers and bitterly weeping, breaking down utterly. Ryou quickly went to his side, whispering words unheard to Bakura, trying to get the tomb robber to stop crying. Ryou too had tears running down his face and soon both embraced each other shedding bitter tears of sorrow. Soon Ryou was left crying as Bakura gently rocked his body to his own, the occasional tear disappearing into the long silvery mane of Ryou. Isis sat on the floor, crying wretchedly as well, the kohl running down her face as well as the powder as Set stood by with a comforting hand on her shoulder. Isis rocked slightly as she murmured prayers to the Gods and wailed softly. Serenity wept silently into Ryuugi's shoulder, trying to block the thoughts of how two lovers were to be separated for all eternity. Jou sat on a chair, hair gripped between his fingers as he thought of the lives he was tearing apart, and the Pharaoh stood still as stone. A proud statue in which a look of shock had been replaced by grief. A single tear ran down his face as he listened to the soft wails of Isis and the quiet sniffles of Serenity and most of all the bitter weeping of Ryou as Bakura sat on the floor shedding tears as well, already mourning. ***************************************************************** ******************* ...uh...I'm gonna get really hurt for this chapter...I can tell already...*sees lamps, books, knives, and evil Latin book of death come hurling at her* yup...deep trouble for this...*hits her* @.@ I felt that...I'm sorry!!!!!!! Really I am!! I was thinking to myself, what the hell am I doing to these two bishies? Curse me! Really, I am sorry!!! Oh, and please don't report me if you are offended by the not even lime thing...please tell me if you didn't like it, I'll up the rating then...thanks, and please read and review!!! Like I said this story is almost coming to an end! Ja ne! ^_^
