Hello everyone, I decided to start with several new ficcies and this one is
the first. Do you like the titel? I hope so "
Ryou: You're gonna do it again aren't you?
MS: do what?
Ryou: kill me!
MS: You really want me to?
Ryou: No!
MS: But you just asked me!
Bakura: "cough" MS doesn't own any yu-gi-oh characters and if she did, she would've married me!
MS: =--= stop that kura-sama
Bakura: see?
Ryou: Are you going to kill me or what?
MS: I'll think about it okay?
Crushed ice
.......................
Ryou stepped out of the door and walked inside the cold, black night. It almost looked as if it had never been darker before. Only a few stars were litting up the sky and the moon was playing hide and seek behind the countless clouds that were seeking for a place to rest.
While he closed the wooden door behind him, he felt how a cold midnightbreeze blew his hair in his face and he coughed a few times. He was affraid to catch a cold but he just had to get away from here for a few hours. Bakura had come home drunk again and he had beaten the crap out of him. Off cours, Ryou had worse but it wouldn't end there if he didn't get away now. Right now, bakura was enjoying a peacefull slumber. He smelled entirely like beer and Ryou couldn't take that smell. It reminded him of his father who always was the same as the tomrobber, only...he was a little nicer after a long midnight party.
The time of the jear wasn't making it any easier on Ryou either. The cold temperatures had frozen the lake, event hough it was still to weak to walk on. The trees had lost all of their leafs and the flowers had died. Their beaty had been lost, only for a short time but it seemed like a eternity to poor Ryou.
As he walked further, he felt how the wind was trying to stop him but he couldn't get back in now, Bakura would almost wake up and then he was doomed. Ryou closed his eyes and tried to find his way with his hands. He sniffled a few times and smiled. The night always smelled so good to him. The fresh air of the trees, even though they were sleeping, allways did him good. There were no cars right now that could blow their gray ashes into the fresh air and this made the night so lovely.
A few dogs were watching Ryou trough the glass of some lovely houses. They were allways lit up and right now, there were christmastrees standing in all of the rooms. Every garden was decorated with the cutest lights, the most beatifull christmasballs and even some santa's. You could see Rudolf in front of a few houses to. Everyone was clearly in the right mood right now. Everone was friendly and caring for each other. Everyone was visiting family and forgiving their enemies. Everyone, exept for Bakura.
The heartless yami couldn't stand decorations, nice party's or friends. He couldn't even staznd the light so their house was allways dark and empty, just the way he liked it. But Ryou didn't like it at all. He let out a big sigh. But who would ever care about him? No one even seemed to notice that he was allways depressed, no one ever cared.
Ryou walked towards the lake. He wanted to see the fragile ice again before it would melt away. He loved to see it sparkle in the moonlight, but even though the moon wasn't there right now, it would still be beatifull. Ryou could easily tell how it looked like, he had seen it so many times, but he couldn't get enough of the view. It was one of the best things he had ever seen in his entire life. This is because he is allways locked away into his house...with no other company then his abusive yami.
Ryou held still in front of the frozen lake. He saw how it still sprakled a bit because of the stars and he smiled. This lake would never let him down. It could allways cheer him up. He watched how the trees were carefully swaying in the wind and could almost fall asleep because of the silent peace that was forming here.
Suddenly, Ryou heard cheerfull screams and laughter coming his way. He quikly turned around, facing a group of drunk guys. They didn't seem really dangerous until one of them lifted Ryou above his head as if it was nothing while the rest started to laugh again. "Do you like the ice kid?" asked the man who had still a bottle with booze. Ryou carefully shook is head and they all started to laugh again. "Too bad kid" he said and the man who was holding Ryou just layed him on his back and slid him on the ice.
Ryou started to scream while he slowly slid to the middle, until he finally stopped. He carefully looked around and saw that the guys were still laughing. Ryou just layed himself down and tried to cover as many spots as possible with his body, that way, he had more chances to get out of this alive.
The drunk men had enough of it and they walked away again leaving Ryou who was screaming for help. He heard a crack and looked aside. He saw how a tiny crack was forming and slowly coming his way. Nothing was gonna save him now. Tiny cracks where everywhere and soon, they gathered under Ryou's back. A few seconds passed and then... CRACK
The ice cracked in half and Ryou fell into the icecold water. He tried to climb back on the ice but more pieces were breaking off and soon he had nothing left to hold him onto. No more hope of staying alive.
this was chapter 1, I hope you liked it.
Ryou: I knew it, you're killing me
MS: not yet Ryou, not yet
Bakura: damn
Please review
Ryou: You're gonna do it again aren't you?
MS: do what?
Ryou: kill me!
MS: You really want me to?
Ryou: No!
MS: But you just asked me!
Bakura: "cough" MS doesn't own any yu-gi-oh characters and if she did, she would've married me!
MS: =--= stop that kura-sama
Bakura: see?
Ryou: Are you going to kill me or what?
MS: I'll think about it okay?
Crushed ice
.......................
Ryou stepped out of the door and walked inside the cold, black night. It almost looked as if it had never been darker before. Only a few stars were litting up the sky and the moon was playing hide and seek behind the countless clouds that were seeking for a place to rest.
While he closed the wooden door behind him, he felt how a cold midnightbreeze blew his hair in his face and he coughed a few times. He was affraid to catch a cold but he just had to get away from here for a few hours. Bakura had come home drunk again and he had beaten the crap out of him. Off cours, Ryou had worse but it wouldn't end there if he didn't get away now. Right now, bakura was enjoying a peacefull slumber. He smelled entirely like beer and Ryou couldn't take that smell. It reminded him of his father who always was the same as the tomrobber, only...he was a little nicer after a long midnight party.
The time of the jear wasn't making it any easier on Ryou either. The cold temperatures had frozen the lake, event hough it was still to weak to walk on. The trees had lost all of their leafs and the flowers had died. Their beaty had been lost, only for a short time but it seemed like a eternity to poor Ryou.
As he walked further, he felt how the wind was trying to stop him but he couldn't get back in now, Bakura would almost wake up and then he was doomed. Ryou closed his eyes and tried to find his way with his hands. He sniffled a few times and smiled. The night always smelled so good to him. The fresh air of the trees, even though they were sleeping, allways did him good. There were no cars right now that could blow their gray ashes into the fresh air and this made the night so lovely.
A few dogs were watching Ryou trough the glass of some lovely houses. They were allways lit up and right now, there were christmastrees standing in all of the rooms. Every garden was decorated with the cutest lights, the most beatifull christmasballs and even some santa's. You could see Rudolf in front of a few houses to. Everyone was clearly in the right mood right now. Everone was friendly and caring for each other. Everyone was visiting family and forgiving their enemies. Everyone, exept for Bakura.
The heartless yami couldn't stand decorations, nice party's or friends. He couldn't even staznd the light so their house was allways dark and empty, just the way he liked it. But Ryou didn't like it at all. He let out a big sigh. But who would ever care about him? No one even seemed to notice that he was allways depressed, no one ever cared.
Ryou walked towards the lake. He wanted to see the fragile ice again before it would melt away. He loved to see it sparkle in the moonlight, but even though the moon wasn't there right now, it would still be beatifull. Ryou could easily tell how it looked like, he had seen it so many times, but he couldn't get enough of the view. It was one of the best things he had ever seen in his entire life. This is because he is allways locked away into his house...with no other company then his abusive yami.
Ryou held still in front of the frozen lake. He saw how it still sprakled a bit because of the stars and he smiled. This lake would never let him down. It could allways cheer him up. He watched how the trees were carefully swaying in the wind and could almost fall asleep because of the silent peace that was forming here.
Suddenly, Ryou heard cheerfull screams and laughter coming his way. He quikly turned around, facing a group of drunk guys. They didn't seem really dangerous until one of them lifted Ryou above his head as if it was nothing while the rest started to laugh again. "Do you like the ice kid?" asked the man who had still a bottle with booze. Ryou carefully shook is head and they all started to laugh again. "Too bad kid" he said and the man who was holding Ryou just layed him on his back and slid him on the ice.
Ryou started to scream while he slowly slid to the middle, until he finally stopped. He carefully looked around and saw that the guys were still laughing. Ryou just layed himself down and tried to cover as many spots as possible with his body, that way, he had more chances to get out of this alive.
The drunk men had enough of it and they walked away again leaving Ryou who was screaming for help. He heard a crack and looked aside. He saw how a tiny crack was forming and slowly coming his way. Nothing was gonna save him now. Tiny cracks where everywhere and soon, they gathered under Ryou's back. A few seconds passed and then... CRACK
The ice cracked in half and Ryou fell into the icecold water. He tried to climb back on the ice but more pieces were breaking off and soon he had nothing left to hold him onto. No more hope of staying alive.
this was chapter 1, I hope you liked it.
Ryou: I knew it, you're killing me
MS: not yet Ryou, not yet
Bakura: damn
Please review