Crappy title, I know. But I thought of this in the middle of the night, so what else can you expect? A lot more. XP Anyways, as I just stated, I thought of this in the middle of the night when for some odd reason I began to think about when my mom had breast cancer. That lead me to thinking about how lucky I am that she's still here and not gone yet. Then, for some very odd reason, I began to think about my older sister getting AIDS and dying. Why I thought of this, we shall never know. Lucky for you, you get a story out of my sleepy musings.
Also, a bunch of the first things are just journal entries, but I swear that it won't stay that way for forever. They're just there...because it's my fic and it's going to do what I say. Although it more than likely won't, but that's not the point... _
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Ryou gets raped and abruptly finds out that he had gotten AIDS. I suck at summaries... XP
Warnings: Yaoi, rape/non-con, STDs, character death
Pairings: Ryou/OC (rape), Ryou/Kaiba, Bakura/Marik, Malik/Yami, Yugi/Joey. (Geez... I usually don't even read half of these pairings, but whatever...)
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!, and I fucking don't have AIDS, either. (Ha... That's almost like an oxymoron... ~__^)
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Chapter 1: Musings (As I said: It's late. I'm tired. Give me a break… _)
~*~Ryou's Journal, July 15, 12:35 P.M.~*~
Anubis damn him! This is the fifth time this week that he's cut off my phone conversation with Kaiba this week! He's beginning to drive me insane! One more time and I swear--- Argh! I can't even think of anything that I could do that would even release some of my anger! Damn it! Oh well. I guess this is why I bought a cell phone...although Bakura will probably burn it or something. Damn him!
~*~Ryou's Journal, July 15, 4:15 P.M.~*~
And he's still talking with Marik! They're not even talking about burning stuff like they usually do—they're having phone sex! Damn those 5000-year-old spirits! Damn hormones! Damn Bakura! And I really need to learn some new words... Anyways, I couldn't find my cell phone and then I remembered that I had let Yugi borrow it over the weekend. Sugoroku went to Egypt with Isis to visit his friend or something and Yugi wanted to borrow my cell phone since it has free long distance. I hope. At least that's what the big print said – I was too lazy to read the fine print stuff. I'll probably get this huge bill saying that I need to pay or else they'll come kill me, my family, my friends, and anyone I've ever said hello to. No problem, though. I'll make Yugi pay it. Or I'll have Kaiba blackmail or fire them. Which makes me remember how bad I want him right now. And I'm off to take a shower.
~*~Ryou's Journal, July 15, 4:20 P.M.~*~
Mental note to self: NEVER walk into the bathroom again. I did not want to see Bakura and Marik in there. I didn't even know Marik was here! And I definitely don't want Thousand Island dressing anymore. Not that I liked it in the first place... But just by opening the door for half a second I saw more than I ever wanted to see. I'm gonna go take a walk to Kaiba's now... Wait. He's in the middle of a meeting right now. Da---Shit. There. A new word. His meeting's not over for another two hours. I guess I could do with eating dinner before I go anyway. Probably won't eat when I get there unless Mokuba's there. Then you have to bake cookies with him. Then you can go upstairs and lay down on the nice, soft bed with nice, soft pillows and nice, soft sheets... DAMN IT BAKURA! GET OUT OF THE BATHROOM!!!!
~*~Ryou's POV, July 15, 6:00 P.M.~*~
Bakura and Marik are still not out of the bathroom. Or, at least, I don't think they are. Frankly, I don't want to know. Some images can be burned in you mind for forever, and I want this one out.
I went downstairs to see if I could cook something for dinner. Kaiba's meeting should be over pretty soon, and I want to be waiting on his front porch for him when he gets home. I do that a lot. He keeps telling me that he could pick me up on his way home, but I tell him I need the exercise. Yeah right. I get enough after Mokuba goes to bed...
I went into the kitchen and was surprised to find Bakura and Marik sitting at the table acting as if nothing had been happening. The whole room smelled like smoke but the alarm remained as silent as ever. I made a mental note to change its batteries when I got back. Ha. Like I'd remember that. I walked over to the stove and saw great hordes of steam emitting from a pot. I got out a potholder and was going to lift off the lid when I heard Marik say nonchalantly, "I wouldn't be doing that. Unless your stomach can take headless birds." I immediately dropped the potholder and opened the cabinet to find a can of soup instead. The only kind left was tomato, which I have a very good reason to hate. And it involves two ancient Egyptian spirits.
I opened up the refrigerator to see if we had anything to make a sandwich with. It seems as if Bakura and Marik got hungry and ate all the food, and then went shopping for some more. The only things we have are carrots (which they don't like to even touch), chocolate sauce, whipped cream, Maraschino cherries, peanut butter, Thousand Island dressing, and licorice. I don't want to know why there is licorice in the refrigerator and I'm not going to ask. I don't even want carrots anymore.
The freezer is completely empty except for ice. Damn it.
I opened up the pantry only to see that it's packed full with marshmallows, chocolate, and potato chips. This is the last time I'm letting them anywhere near the kitchen. My stomach gives out an unpleasant rumble, reminding me that it hasn't had food since this morning when I went to eat breakfast at Kaiba's. We didn't have any food over here then, either. Mental note to self: Go shopping.
I pulled out a bag of potato chips and went to eat in the living room. I've learned a long time ago that I do not want to eat in the kitchen. It's very unsanitary. I don't eat on the couch either, not since I found those bloodstains last month. From then on, I eat on the fireplace. Bricks hurt. You wouldn't want to have sex there, now would you?
I went and plugged in the TV so that I could watch it. I always unplug it no matter what. It's not a very happy sight when you walk in to your house and realize that your yami is watching torture movies with his boyfriend. Especially if it's a porno torture film. Those are pretty disgusting.
Three chips were popped in to my mouth and then I closed up the bag. Just thinking about Bakura and Marik is making me want to hurl. Perhaps I will all over the floor. They won't do anything on it then because, no matter how much you wash it, it will always smell of rancid potatoes. Muahaha. Maybe then they won't even watch TV and I can feel trusted to leave it plugged in. Maybe not. I'm going to unplug it and then leave.
I walked back into the kitchen and opened up the cabinet, throwing the chips into it. Then I turned around and was half way out the door before Bakura decided to say something.
"Where are you going?" my yami asked me. Grr! I want to LEAVE!!!
"Where do you think I'm going?" I asked him, remembering for once to pocket a spare house key.
Bakura rolled his eyes. I took a step out the door when he spoke yet again. Why couldn't he speak with me before I was about to leave. "Be careful," he said slowly. Wow. Never heard him say that to me before. "It's getting darker now." Great. Another long speech about how the giant frog is trying to swallow the sun or something. [1] "There will be more people out."
I waited for a moment waiting for him to finish. He didn't. "So....?" I prompted.
Bakura sighed and ran a hand over his face. "You know you're beautiful, hikari," he said, not making eye contact. "Someone might...want you," he finished lamely.
I snorted. That was the exact opposite of what I thought he was going to say. "So you think someone's going to rape me?" I asked hardly believing that my yami would actually care if that happened.
"It's highly probable," he said slowly. "Just be careful, okay?" With that he closed the door leaving me out in the slowly darkening doorway.
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Yes, I know it's short, but I wanted to leave the whole next chapter to the rape. Think of this as the prologue. They're usually always shorter than the average chapter. That means the next chapter should be longer. Speaking of rape, I can't exactly do lemons. Any help would be greatly appreciated. Really. It would. If you want to talk to me (my friends don't really trust me with their personal information, so I get lonely often...) or give me ideas (as I said – GREATLY appreciated), my AOL screen name is Bozonic Caesar (or sweatyfatmann. Usually I'm on BC, though) and my e-mail address is Fishee_for_Mooshicorn@yahoo.com). Anyways, I don't know when the next chapter will be out. You never can tell with bees. In the meantime, I would also appreciate it if you reviewed.
[1] Giant frog swallowing sun – Yes, I know that this is a Cherokee Indian myth. And I know that it has to do with eclipses, too. So shoot me. ...Why aren't I dead yet?