Forever Fallen
All right, all right. I've been dead to you poor suffering people. Except in my reviews, I've been dead to you. I have given up on Beating Back the Shadows, I'm so sorry if you were reading my lame writings. I'm better now. This is the start of a new series for me, and I'm hoping you guys like it! This is just the first chapter, I might write a second soon but I need to know what all you readers think of them! So, my disclaimer is that I OWN NOTHING. Except this story, and even then the characters don't belong to me.
Chapter One
Jounouchi stared up at the ceiling. Honda stared at the back of Yugi's head. Yugi stared at the blackboard. His Yami glared at the wall of his soul room. Anzu stared at the teacher as he ranted on endlessly about Chemicals in the Air. Seto Kaiba stared at his digital watch, almost praying for someone to call him about his company. And Ryou wasn't there.
Yugi had noticed that immediately. His fellow Hikari was never late for school, and now that they were into the second block of the day Yami was also worried that Ryou wasn't there. Yami, having once been a great Pharaoh, knew a lot about Ryou and his own darker half then the rest of the gang. He knew that Ryou often had trouble with his own yami; the former Tomb Robber often caused a lot of trouble for the white-haired youth.
Jou, Honda, and Anzu had also noticed Ryou's absence. They agreed to go to their friend's house after school to see what was wrong. Although those three [Jou, Anzu, Honda] didn't have Yami's, they knew about Yami and about the notorious Tomb Robber, the plague of Ryou's feeble existence.
The teacher continued his ramblings until the bell went, and continued even when all the students had hurriedly vacated the room. Who said the teacher was the sharpest dagger in the School Board's Torture Army of Doom- uh, staff? Yugi and his friends hurried over to a table in the cafeteria to discuss what was going on with their soft-spoken white-haired friend.
"He's not here." Jou pointed out uselessly. Honda smacked him over the head for that.
"No duh, Jou!" He sighed, taking out a pencil and began to draw something on the table. The other's ignored this action.
"I think we should find out what's wrong with him. Bakura might be hurting him again." Anzu said worriedly.
"I agree Anzu, we should find out what's wrong and see if we can help." Yugi said, smiling energetically. The others agreed, just as the bell signaled the start of next class.
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Bakura stared at Ryou. Ryou stared at the floor. Bakura's eyes narrowed. Ryou's eyes closed. Bakura took a breath, Ryou exhaled. Bakura growled, Ryou whimpered.
"You really did it, huh Ryou? Why?" Bakura asked softly, scaring even himself with the tone. But Ryou had really done it this time! He didn't have the heart to beat up his Hikari because of the actions.
"Yes Bakura," Ryou whispered, wishing that he could take back his actions. The new tone of voice Bakura used was scaring him and he didn't know what to expect next. His yami wasn't known as a nice guy. "I-I don't know why. I just, I just..."
Bakura sighed. "You just attempted to drown yourself for no reason? Ryou you're better then that! You should have tried the rope. Now THAT would work, and doesn't take as much will!"
Ryou stared at him. "Sorry for hating my life Bakura. I just didn't want you to be blamed for killing me. Everyone knows that hanging your Hikari to death is something you'd do." With that said he stood up from the couch and walked up to his room. Bakura snarled and jumped after him, tackling his Hikari to the ground.
"You little shit," he hissed dangerously, pinning Ryou's hands above his head as he sat on his hikari's lower back. "You little fucking shit. I should kill you for your stupidity alone! You cannot die by your own hand. I would never kill you either. I love you Ryou, and you know that. And even if you hate me, I will still love you. The way you move so gracefully, the way your hair looks when its wet. The way your eyes sparkle when you see your friends, or something serenely peaceful. Ryou I love you."
Ryou fell silent, not struggling under his much stronger Yami. He said nothing. He never did when Bakura spoke such loving words to him. Ryou didn't hate his yami though. Ryou loved him too but he knew that Bakura never meant his words.
"Now, because of your little bathtub incident, I'm not letting you out of my sight. When you go to school, I will be in my soul room, always watching. When you are with that bloody pharaoh and his shrimp, and with the freak shows that follow them around, I will be in my soul room, watching. You will sleep in my room from now on, so that I can keep an eye on you. Ryou, my sweet Hikari, you will never be alone again."
Bakura stood up, frowned, and then kicked Ryou's side, causing his Hikari to curl into a tight ball. Smiling, Bakura then picked Ryou up and carried him towards the basement where Bakura slept. He lay Ryou down on the waterbed and stepped back, watching the boy pull the black velvet sheets around himself and drift to sleep.
"I will never understand you Ryou. I never will. Sweet dreams, my Hikari." Bakura whispered, then promptly pushed Ryou out of the bed.
Ryou gasped from shock and from pain, his chocolate brown eyes widening in fear. "Bakura! Bakura help!" he struggled, wrapped up in the blankets and too weak and sleepy to get out.
"That's pathetic Ryou. You can sleep on the floor I'm sure."
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Yugi rang the doorbell again. And again there was no answer. Jou sighed. "Maybe they're not home?"
Yami shook his head. "No, the Tomb Robber is in there, I can sense him. And I'm quite sure that Ryou is in there too."
"Maybe Ryou's sick?" Honda suggested. It would be a good idea for them, since that would give the white-haired look-a-likes a reason to stay home.
"Ryou's come to school coughing and with a dangerously high fever before. You know he would never miss school for any reason if it means being with Bakura." Yami answered, a low growl in his voice.
Anzu sighed. "Perhaps Ryou over-slept, or Bakura wouldn't let him come to school. We all know that Bakura still beats Ryou but not as bad as he used to. Ryou hasn't limped, or whimpered when we touch him in a long time. The occasional cut on his hand or arm, or bruise, and that's it."
Jou raised an eyebrow. "Friendship Freak has a point you know. Ryou's been looking a lot better recently."
"Still," Yugi said quietly. "Ryou said Bakura has been acting very strange recently."
It was at that moment that Bakura opened the door, a cruel smirk on his face as the group standing at the doorstep stared wide-eyed at him. Or more precisely, at the bloodstained knife he held in his hand.
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Should I continue this? Please, I need your reviews! I need to know what you think! REVIEW PLEASE!
All right, all right. I've been dead to you poor suffering people. Except in my reviews, I've been dead to you. I have given up on Beating Back the Shadows, I'm so sorry if you were reading my lame writings. I'm better now. This is the start of a new series for me, and I'm hoping you guys like it! This is just the first chapter, I might write a second soon but I need to know what all you readers think of them! So, my disclaimer is that I OWN NOTHING. Except this story, and even then the characters don't belong to me.
Chapter One
Jounouchi stared up at the ceiling. Honda stared at the back of Yugi's head. Yugi stared at the blackboard. His Yami glared at the wall of his soul room. Anzu stared at the teacher as he ranted on endlessly about Chemicals in the Air. Seto Kaiba stared at his digital watch, almost praying for someone to call him about his company. And Ryou wasn't there.
Yugi had noticed that immediately. His fellow Hikari was never late for school, and now that they were into the second block of the day Yami was also worried that Ryou wasn't there. Yami, having once been a great Pharaoh, knew a lot about Ryou and his own darker half then the rest of the gang. He knew that Ryou often had trouble with his own yami; the former Tomb Robber often caused a lot of trouble for the white-haired youth.
Jou, Honda, and Anzu had also noticed Ryou's absence. They agreed to go to their friend's house after school to see what was wrong. Although those three [Jou, Anzu, Honda] didn't have Yami's, they knew about Yami and about the notorious Tomb Robber, the plague of Ryou's feeble existence.
The teacher continued his ramblings until the bell went, and continued even when all the students had hurriedly vacated the room. Who said the teacher was the sharpest dagger in the School Board's Torture Army of Doom- uh, staff? Yugi and his friends hurried over to a table in the cafeteria to discuss what was going on with their soft-spoken white-haired friend.
"He's not here." Jou pointed out uselessly. Honda smacked him over the head for that.
"No duh, Jou!" He sighed, taking out a pencil and began to draw something on the table. The other's ignored this action.
"I think we should find out what's wrong with him. Bakura might be hurting him again." Anzu said worriedly.
"I agree Anzu, we should find out what's wrong and see if we can help." Yugi said, smiling energetically. The others agreed, just as the bell signaled the start of next class.
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Bakura stared at Ryou. Ryou stared at the floor. Bakura's eyes narrowed. Ryou's eyes closed. Bakura took a breath, Ryou exhaled. Bakura growled, Ryou whimpered.
"You really did it, huh Ryou? Why?" Bakura asked softly, scaring even himself with the tone. But Ryou had really done it this time! He didn't have the heart to beat up his Hikari because of the actions.
"Yes Bakura," Ryou whispered, wishing that he could take back his actions. The new tone of voice Bakura used was scaring him and he didn't know what to expect next. His yami wasn't known as a nice guy. "I-I don't know why. I just, I just..."
Bakura sighed. "You just attempted to drown yourself for no reason? Ryou you're better then that! You should have tried the rope. Now THAT would work, and doesn't take as much will!"
Ryou stared at him. "Sorry for hating my life Bakura. I just didn't want you to be blamed for killing me. Everyone knows that hanging your Hikari to death is something you'd do." With that said he stood up from the couch and walked up to his room. Bakura snarled and jumped after him, tackling his Hikari to the ground.
"You little shit," he hissed dangerously, pinning Ryou's hands above his head as he sat on his hikari's lower back. "You little fucking shit. I should kill you for your stupidity alone! You cannot die by your own hand. I would never kill you either. I love you Ryou, and you know that. And even if you hate me, I will still love you. The way you move so gracefully, the way your hair looks when its wet. The way your eyes sparkle when you see your friends, or something serenely peaceful. Ryou I love you."
Ryou fell silent, not struggling under his much stronger Yami. He said nothing. He never did when Bakura spoke such loving words to him. Ryou didn't hate his yami though. Ryou loved him too but he knew that Bakura never meant his words.
"Now, because of your little bathtub incident, I'm not letting you out of my sight. When you go to school, I will be in my soul room, always watching. When you are with that bloody pharaoh and his shrimp, and with the freak shows that follow them around, I will be in my soul room, watching. You will sleep in my room from now on, so that I can keep an eye on you. Ryou, my sweet Hikari, you will never be alone again."
Bakura stood up, frowned, and then kicked Ryou's side, causing his Hikari to curl into a tight ball. Smiling, Bakura then picked Ryou up and carried him towards the basement where Bakura slept. He lay Ryou down on the waterbed and stepped back, watching the boy pull the black velvet sheets around himself and drift to sleep.
"I will never understand you Ryou. I never will. Sweet dreams, my Hikari." Bakura whispered, then promptly pushed Ryou out of the bed.
Ryou gasped from shock and from pain, his chocolate brown eyes widening in fear. "Bakura! Bakura help!" he struggled, wrapped up in the blankets and too weak and sleepy to get out.
"That's pathetic Ryou. You can sleep on the floor I'm sure."
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Yugi rang the doorbell again. And again there was no answer. Jou sighed. "Maybe they're not home?"
Yami shook his head. "No, the Tomb Robber is in there, I can sense him. And I'm quite sure that Ryou is in there too."
"Maybe Ryou's sick?" Honda suggested. It would be a good idea for them, since that would give the white-haired look-a-likes a reason to stay home.
"Ryou's come to school coughing and with a dangerously high fever before. You know he would never miss school for any reason if it means being with Bakura." Yami answered, a low growl in his voice.
Anzu sighed. "Perhaps Ryou over-slept, or Bakura wouldn't let him come to school. We all know that Bakura still beats Ryou but not as bad as he used to. Ryou hasn't limped, or whimpered when we touch him in a long time. The occasional cut on his hand or arm, or bruise, and that's it."
Jou raised an eyebrow. "Friendship Freak has a point you know. Ryou's been looking a lot better recently."
"Still," Yugi said quietly. "Ryou said Bakura has been acting very strange recently."
It was at that moment that Bakura opened the door, a cruel smirk on his face as the group standing at the doorstep stared wide-eyed at him. Or more precisely, at the bloodstained knife he held in his hand.
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Should I continue this? Please, I need your reviews! I need to know what you think! REVIEW PLEASE!