Perfect Pain and Suffering
Angst/Angst
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In the world, there are too many bad people. Humans just get worse and worse. And, there's not nearly enough good people. I don't know one. I really wish we could all leave this place that's "perfect" so that the things meant to be can live here…~
Kindergartener I know, named "McKenzie"
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"Why don't you leave me alone?!" choked Ryou through tears of pain. "Please… it hurts…"
"No, you're too delicious…" said Bakura, withdrawing from sucking on Ryou's neck. Ryou hopelessly tried to push him away, but Bakura drew a knife, which he slid lightly on Ryou's cheek. Ryou whimpered, only causing Bakura to come stronger.
"I… I'm only fifteen…"
"It's time you become a man…" said Bakura, cutting the shirt off of Ryou, reveling bruises from past encounters with his Yami. Ryou cried stifled cries through the sliced shirt now tied around his mouth. Bakura threw Ryou off of the bed and used his own belt to tie his hands.
"Why?" whispered Ryou, barely audible, through the cloth on his mouth. His cheeks were sparkling with tears.
Bakura picked him up by his arm and threw him on the bed.
"Brace yourself…" he growled.
At school the next day, Ryou uncomfortably walked down one hallway with his books on his chest. Yugi was suddenly behind him.
"Ryou! What happened to your cheek? And, were is that bruise on your arm from?" he asked, innocently. Ryou stopped and stared at him with watery eyes, hoping he'd know and Ryou wouldn't have to say.
"Well… I'll… I'll tell you later…" he said, quietly, his voice a mere whimper…
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Well? Should I continue?! Ryou makes me sad just looking at him and I don't know why. PLEASE tell me. Okay. Bye-bye. OH! WAIT!
Check out my other stories.
They're da BOMB!!!
Heeheehee…
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Angst/Angst
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In the world, there are too many bad people. Humans just get worse and worse. And, there's not nearly enough good people. I don't know one. I really wish we could all leave this place that's "perfect" so that the things meant to be can live here…~
Kindergartener I know, named "McKenzie"
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"Why don't you leave me alone?!" choked Ryou through tears of pain. "Please… it hurts…"
"No, you're too delicious…" said Bakura, withdrawing from sucking on Ryou's neck. Ryou hopelessly tried to push him away, but Bakura drew a knife, which he slid lightly on Ryou's cheek. Ryou whimpered, only causing Bakura to come stronger.
"I… I'm only fifteen…"
"It's time you become a man…" said Bakura, cutting the shirt off of Ryou, reveling bruises from past encounters with his Yami. Ryou cried stifled cries through the sliced shirt now tied around his mouth. Bakura threw Ryou off of the bed and used his own belt to tie his hands.
"Why?" whispered Ryou, barely audible, through the cloth on his mouth. His cheeks were sparkling with tears.
Bakura picked him up by his arm and threw him on the bed.
"Brace yourself…" he growled.
At school the next day, Ryou uncomfortably walked down one hallway with his books on his chest. Yugi was suddenly behind him.
"Ryou! What happened to your cheek? And, were is that bruise on your arm from?" he asked, innocently. Ryou stopped and stared at him with watery eyes, hoping he'd know and Ryou wouldn't have to say.
"Well… I'll… I'll tell you later…" he said, quietly, his voice a mere whimper…
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Well? Should I continue?! Ryou makes me sad just looking at him and I don't know why. PLEASE tell me. Okay. Bye-bye. OH! WAIT!
Check out my other stories.
They're da BOMB!!!
Heeheehee…
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