Ryou was slightly disturbed that morning. It could have been because yet
again he failed to win his little game, it could also be that his first
thought of Kehmet was 'hot' and 'dry', but in all honesty it was neither.
Though he will admit he was disappointed for losing, and his first
encounter with Kehmet was looking over the boats edge to see nothing but
the lonely crocodiles swimming viciously, waiting silently for one to drop
a dead prize into the Nile's murky depths.
No, what unnerved him was the question that came from his love's mouth that morning.
~*~*~Earlier That Day*~*~
"Ancient treasures?" Ryou repeated.
Bakura nodded his head and stared at him with a serious expression, "Did your island have any ancient treasures, with a blessing or perhaps a curse placed on them?"
Ryou looked to the ceiling in thought, "Well there was a bracelet, to my knowledge, that was blessed by the goddess of rain; and whoever wore that bracelet and rattled its beads would be guided to the fountain of life."
Bakura's face fell into disappointment. This was obviously not the answer he was expecting. "There was also a dangerous treasure." Ryou whispered.
This perked Bakura's interest. "Go on." He urged.
"It's a very dangerous weapon Bakura, so dangerous it was said that even the devil himself could not handle the power." Ryou gulped loudly and wrapped his arms around himself, as if suddenly cold.
"What is this power?"
Ryou's face twisted in emotional pain as if it was taking all his willpower not to weep, "It was said long ago that a man who was rumored to be blessed by the gods due to his wealth, strength, and excellent health, fell in love with a beautiful peasant girl..."
Bakura knew then that the tale was about to get ugly.
"She was said to remind anyone who looked at her of the sun. And though the man courted her and showered her with many impressive gifts, she did not love him, for she was in love with a man of the gods-"
"A priest?" Bakura questioned.
"Yes. He begged the girl's father for her hand in marriage, and blinded by his greed the father accepted. The girl was in anguish and even throughout the honorable wedding ceremony she wept tears of pearls. The marriage was one full of jealousy and never ending lust. The woman was treated like a possession and she lived a life of great despair.
Seeing his distraught daughter the father felt guilty about his decision, he told her where her past love was living and at what temple he now preached. So then everyday she would visit the temple, and though she came to see her love she would sit in front of statues of the gods and pray for them to forgive her for loving one man yet being married to another.
Feeling as if she was forgiven she began spending time with the priest and it soon grew into an affair. They thought they kept it well hidden, but the night the woman gave herself completely to the priest they were being watched under jealous eyes."
Bakura comforted Ryou by drawing him into a hug, knowing how the rest of the tale would end.
"The husband, consumed with his rage, called upon the power of his soul, and using the lives of two hundred demons he created a sword of the blackest stone, and trapped his black jealous heart in the hilt and with it he slaughtered the priest in front of the woman's very eyes.
But the sword, filled with his lust for blood screamed at him in disgust. It mocked the husband to the point of insanity and in his attempt to remove the voices from his head he killed his wife and watched in horror as her pure red blood stained the sands of his home. Heart broken and torn he succumbed to the swords desires and slaughter many men, women and children.
The gods could no longer look at this shell of a man in pity so they ordered away his death, and with his last breath he hid the sword and prayed it never to be found again; because with that sword is its blood lust and it is rumored to scream for the blood of its carrier." Ryou finally opened his eyes and allowed the tears to fall.
Bakura, surprised by the sudden sadness hugged him tighter, "Why do you weep love?"
Ryou sniffled and held onto Bakura's cloak, "After one hundred years of its slumber, one full of greed and hate dug up that vile sword and butchered many on my island. including my parents."
*~*~Present Time*~*~
Ryou shuddered and unconsciously clutched his cloak closer to himself, as if the very thought of that sword chilled him to the bone. For there was one thing Ryou failed to mention in his confession, that his parents were murdered in front of young eyes hidden carefully beneath the floorboards.
He saw his parent's death, he heard his mother's screams, and felt the hot sticky blood on his skin as it seeped through the floor. And through it all he stayed silent, he cried silently and stayed where he was. Out of respect to his mother and father's order, and out of fear for his life as well.
'Why did you ask about that sword Bakura?' Ryou asked silently. 'I pray you are not thinking of finding it Bakura. please tell me that you were only curious.'
"Please." He whimpered to the empty room.
*~*~*~*~*~
//Why do you ignore me?//
/I now know what you are, I want nothing to do with you!/
The empty laughter filled the room and caused even his bones to shake.
//You say you want nothing yet your hand twitches for blood. Think of all the power you could attain, think of everything you could give your lover.//
He flinched, but did not reply. It was right, it was always right. he could not throw away this precious thing it's voice has grown inside his head to the point where he could hear it whisper almost everyday. He was too far drawn by the raw power its aura seemed to give off.
"Sweet Ra. forgive me Ryou."
*~*~*~*~*~
Chapter seven is done!
I'm awfully sorry to those who were getting a little confused with the age differences. I thought that most of you could tell just by reading it, and I apologize seeing as how it is my fault.
Ryou is seventeen (that was stated in the second chapter by the way), and Bakura is twenty-one. I hope I don't run into people who think this is a giant gap, it's only five years, but then I've never been in a serious relationship-
Kimajime: *coughs and gives her a pointed look*
Okay! So I've never been in any relationship! So what! *fumes*
Anyway thank you for your reviews, and I hope to see some more from you all.
Kimajime: She is also sorry for the short chapter today it was only two pages this time.
I had to end it there sorry!
No, what unnerved him was the question that came from his love's mouth that morning.
~*~*~Earlier That Day*~*~
"Ancient treasures?" Ryou repeated.
Bakura nodded his head and stared at him with a serious expression, "Did your island have any ancient treasures, with a blessing or perhaps a curse placed on them?"
Ryou looked to the ceiling in thought, "Well there was a bracelet, to my knowledge, that was blessed by the goddess of rain; and whoever wore that bracelet and rattled its beads would be guided to the fountain of life."
Bakura's face fell into disappointment. This was obviously not the answer he was expecting. "There was also a dangerous treasure." Ryou whispered.
This perked Bakura's interest. "Go on." He urged.
"It's a very dangerous weapon Bakura, so dangerous it was said that even the devil himself could not handle the power." Ryou gulped loudly and wrapped his arms around himself, as if suddenly cold.
"What is this power?"
Ryou's face twisted in emotional pain as if it was taking all his willpower not to weep, "It was said long ago that a man who was rumored to be blessed by the gods due to his wealth, strength, and excellent health, fell in love with a beautiful peasant girl..."
Bakura knew then that the tale was about to get ugly.
"She was said to remind anyone who looked at her of the sun. And though the man courted her and showered her with many impressive gifts, she did not love him, for she was in love with a man of the gods-"
"A priest?" Bakura questioned.
"Yes. He begged the girl's father for her hand in marriage, and blinded by his greed the father accepted. The girl was in anguish and even throughout the honorable wedding ceremony she wept tears of pearls. The marriage was one full of jealousy and never ending lust. The woman was treated like a possession and she lived a life of great despair.
Seeing his distraught daughter the father felt guilty about his decision, he told her where her past love was living and at what temple he now preached. So then everyday she would visit the temple, and though she came to see her love she would sit in front of statues of the gods and pray for them to forgive her for loving one man yet being married to another.
Feeling as if she was forgiven she began spending time with the priest and it soon grew into an affair. They thought they kept it well hidden, but the night the woman gave herself completely to the priest they were being watched under jealous eyes."
Bakura comforted Ryou by drawing him into a hug, knowing how the rest of the tale would end.
"The husband, consumed with his rage, called upon the power of his soul, and using the lives of two hundred demons he created a sword of the blackest stone, and trapped his black jealous heart in the hilt and with it he slaughtered the priest in front of the woman's very eyes.
But the sword, filled with his lust for blood screamed at him in disgust. It mocked the husband to the point of insanity and in his attempt to remove the voices from his head he killed his wife and watched in horror as her pure red blood stained the sands of his home. Heart broken and torn he succumbed to the swords desires and slaughter many men, women and children.
The gods could no longer look at this shell of a man in pity so they ordered away his death, and with his last breath he hid the sword and prayed it never to be found again; because with that sword is its blood lust and it is rumored to scream for the blood of its carrier." Ryou finally opened his eyes and allowed the tears to fall.
Bakura, surprised by the sudden sadness hugged him tighter, "Why do you weep love?"
Ryou sniffled and held onto Bakura's cloak, "After one hundred years of its slumber, one full of greed and hate dug up that vile sword and butchered many on my island. including my parents."
*~*~Present Time*~*~
Ryou shuddered and unconsciously clutched his cloak closer to himself, as if the very thought of that sword chilled him to the bone. For there was one thing Ryou failed to mention in his confession, that his parents were murdered in front of young eyes hidden carefully beneath the floorboards.
He saw his parent's death, he heard his mother's screams, and felt the hot sticky blood on his skin as it seeped through the floor. And through it all he stayed silent, he cried silently and stayed where he was. Out of respect to his mother and father's order, and out of fear for his life as well.
'Why did you ask about that sword Bakura?' Ryou asked silently. 'I pray you are not thinking of finding it Bakura. please tell me that you were only curious.'
"Please." He whimpered to the empty room.
*~*~*~*~*~
//Why do you ignore me?//
/I now know what you are, I want nothing to do with you!/
The empty laughter filled the room and caused even his bones to shake.
//You say you want nothing yet your hand twitches for blood. Think of all the power you could attain, think of everything you could give your lover.//
He flinched, but did not reply. It was right, it was always right. he could not throw away this precious thing it's voice has grown inside his head to the point where he could hear it whisper almost everyday. He was too far drawn by the raw power its aura seemed to give off.
"Sweet Ra. forgive me Ryou."
*~*~*~*~*~
Chapter seven is done!
I'm awfully sorry to those who were getting a little confused with the age differences. I thought that most of you could tell just by reading it, and I apologize seeing as how it is my fault.
Ryou is seventeen (that was stated in the second chapter by the way), and Bakura is twenty-one. I hope I don't run into people who think this is a giant gap, it's only five years, but then I've never been in a serious relationship-
Kimajime: *coughs and gives her a pointed look*
Okay! So I've never been in any relationship! So what! *fumes*
Anyway thank you for your reviews, and I hope to see some more from you all.
Kimajime: She is also sorry for the short chapter today it was only two pages this time.
I had to end it there sorry!