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Chapter 1 Another Nights Beating
Bakura just pushed Ryou down. Ryou didn't dare to look up. His lip was already bleeding and he had a bruise on his stomach from where his yami had kicked him. Bakura smirked and hissed at Ryou. "Your weak," he said, "look at you, you don't even fight back." Ryou tried to get up, but Bakura pushed him back down with his foot and kept it there on his back. "You'll never be like me," Bakura continued.
"Why would I want to?" Ryou muttered trying to fight back the tears.
"What?" asked Bakura as he pushed Ryou on his back and bent down to him. Ryou flinched when Bakura looked him in the face.
" I said why would I want to be a low life like you!" Ryou said loudly so that Bakura could hear him clearly. Bakura punched him in the stomach and stood up.
"Hmpf," Bakura smirked again. "At least I'm not weak like you, if I were you I'd fight the hell back," he turned to leave then said, "Maybe next time," Ryou struggled to his feet to see his yami walk toward his bedroom. He stood there for moment then sprinted toward Bakura and tackled him to the ground. He punched every part of Bakura that he could reach. All Bakura did was laugh and grabbed Ryou wrists, pinning him to the wall. "Nice try, but you'll never defeat me,"
Ryou tried to escape his grip, but like Bakura said he was weak and he was stronger. He looked down in unfair defeat. Bakura lifted him off the ground and started ramming him against the wall. He did this several times before dropping Ryou to the ground. Ryou gasped for air as he hit the floor. Bakura walked off laughing to himself. Ryou watched until he disappeared into his room before crawling into his room. He lay on his stomach because his back was hurting.
His hair was a mangled mess and he fought again to hold back the tears. If Bakura heard it would mean another beating. He wished that Bakura would change his way; he wished that his friends were her-; no he wouldn't want his friends to see him like this. Ryou buried his face into his pillow and cried silent tears and to wait for morning.
Bakura's' room
'I wished that he'd defend himself' Bakura thought. 'He'll get pushed around if I'm not with him' He laid on his back in bed, looking at ceiling and glared at it. 'That's why everyone in the village had died; they didn't know how to defend themselves. He closed his eyes and opened them. 'I don't want that to happen to you ryou," he sat up and waited for morning as usual through every sleepless night.
TR:I know it's short but I have to go to bed I hope you like, night
Chapter 1 Another Nights Beating
Bakura just pushed Ryou down. Ryou didn't dare to look up. His lip was already bleeding and he had a bruise on his stomach from where his yami had kicked him. Bakura smirked and hissed at Ryou. "Your weak," he said, "look at you, you don't even fight back." Ryou tried to get up, but Bakura pushed him back down with his foot and kept it there on his back. "You'll never be like me," Bakura continued.
"Why would I want to?" Ryou muttered trying to fight back the tears.
"What?" asked Bakura as he pushed Ryou on his back and bent down to him. Ryou flinched when Bakura looked him in the face.
" I said why would I want to be a low life like you!" Ryou said loudly so that Bakura could hear him clearly. Bakura punched him in the stomach and stood up.
"Hmpf," Bakura smirked again. "At least I'm not weak like you, if I were you I'd fight the hell back," he turned to leave then said, "Maybe next time," Ryou struggled to his feet to see his yami walk toward his bedroom. He stood there for moment then sprinted toward Bakura and tackled him to the ground. He punched every part of Bakura that he could reach. All Bakura did was laugh and grabbed Ryou wrists, pinning him to the wall. "Nice try, but you'll never defeat me,"
Ryou tried to escape his grip, but like Bakura said he was weak and he was stronger. He looked down in unfair defeat. Bakura lifted him off the ground and started ramming him against the wall. He did this several times before dropping Ryou to the ground. Ryou gasped for air as he hit the floor. Bakura walked off laughing to himself. Ryou watched until he disappeared into his room before crawling into his room. He lay on his stomach because his back was hurting.
His hair was a mangled mess and he fought again to hold back the tears. If Bakura heard it would mean another beating. He wished that Bakura would change his way; he wished that his friends were her-; no he wouldn't want his friends to see him like this. Ryou buried his face into his pillow and cried silent tears and to wait for morning.
Bakura's' room
'I wished that he'd defend himself' Bakura thought. 'He'll get pushed around if I'm not with him' He laid on his back in bed, looking at ceiling and glared at it. 'That's why everyone in the village had died; they didn't know how to defend themselves. He closed his eyes and opened them. 'I don't want that to happen to you ryou," he sat up and waited for morning as usual through every sleepless night.
TR:I know it's short but I have to go to bed I hope you like, night