Enough
Well, I see some of you liked chapter one of 'Enough Revised' ^ ^ and I hope you like this one as well. Remember to R&R even if you don't like it. Now, I will be pissed off at irrelevant flames but constructive criticism is always welcomed. I have also just recently learned how to italicized and 'bold' my letters on FF.net. To anyone else who's wondering, all you have to do is save you document as a html.
Warning: This story contains yaoi (if ya don't know what it is ask someone who does or read this story and find out the hard way), angst, violence, swearing, and a very cruel Bakura.
Disclaimer: I do not personally own Yugi-oh or any anime for that fact besides the little things I draw. ^ ^.
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Chapter 2
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Ryou groggily cracked one eye open, instantly coming in contact with the sun that beamed through the bathroom window. Flinching, he closed his eye and waited a few minutes.
~Where am I? ~ He though as he reopened his eyes. Taking note that he was laying on a hard tile floor, Ryou sat up. The instant he flex him abdomen in movement his chest began to burn. He hissed as he drowsily stood up.
~What am I doing in the bathroom?~ He asked after noticing the wash stool in the corner.
Once standing up, he turned around to see his reflection in the mirror. Seeing his scare that now had dry blood around it, the memories of last night came flooding back.
~Flash Back~
"I know where you were. You were with that slut, Malik, weren't you?!" Bakura barked out!
"Malik's not a slut!" Ryou shouted out defensively, trying to get from under him.
~end~
Ryou visibly flinched at the memories.
Walking out of the bathroom, Ryou went down the narrow hall to his room. Sliding the door open, he thought about Malik. He decided he would skip school today and visit him. Malik had dropped out a while ago because of the bruises his Yami would bestow upon his skin. Malik was a beautiful—no, glorious, sexy, outstandingly beautiful boy but Marik was so abusive towards him; it was shame. Counselors at the school constantly nagged him about where he had gotten the blue and black marks until Malik gave up and decided that school wasn't that important. When Ryou found out he was quitting, it almost broke his heart. He begged Malik to stay and ignore them but he always got the same response.
"Don't worry about it, it's not that big a deal." Hey would say or:
" . . . I don't even have that good an opportunity in Japan. Japanese is my second language and I still haven't mastered it. And lets face it, what company would want a young Egyptian reject that has a hard time speaking Japanese to work for them?!"
He hated the way Malik talked about himself. Of Course he had a chance!
Buttoning his shirt up, Ryou fingered through his ivory hair trying to get some of the tangles out. Thinking about Malik really got him depressed. Especially when he began to think about how things were changing between them.
The only thing that was keeping Ryou sane was the fact that he was lucky enough to have Malik as lover . . . but ever since Malik dropped out, his yami beat him less and less until it stopped. After that it seemed like Ryou saw less and less of Malik. He didn't know for the life of him what had happened between Malik and Marik to make him stop beating him. And sometimes . . . he didn't want to think about it.
Straightening out his pants he walked over to the door where he slipped on his shoes and bowed to the house before turning off the light and walking out.
It was a breezy day in October, mid fall. And the leaves were falling all around him making the ground look as though it were on fire. Although it was a little chilly, Ryou didn't worry about a jacket he was more concerned with thinking about his life while self-loathing.
He continued to walk through the land of fire watching couples walking together. As he passed to the park; one of his favorite places to be, he noticed a couple sitting on the bench talking quietly. It looked as though they were having an argument of some sort. The woman deeply sighed with a crestfallen look on her face. She looked to her lap as the man stood to leave.
Ryou continued on trying not to pry in other people's business but be more concerned with his own. The park was one of his favorite places to be, he could get away from things here. He could sit down and think about things without being interrupted for whatever reason.
Once away from the park, Ryou reached Malik and Marik's apartment complex. He stood out side the door to the apartment building hesitating to go in. He had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach like he shouldn't go in . . . But quickly dismissing the though he made his way in the apartment.
Once at their door he softly knocked on the white slab of steel. (1)
Granted by no answer, he knocked again, this time a little louder. After he got no answer again, he tried the knob just out of curiosity and to his surprise it opened. Obviously Ishizu wasn't home because he knew that she would never allow the door to go unlocked.
Cautiously Ryou walked towards the back of the small apartment. As he ventured closer, he began to hear noises. Once at the door, he realized what those noises were and his gut feeling began to kick in.
"Ahhh. . . mmmm. . . Ma-Marik"
Ryou's heart began to thump so loud he could swear the world could hear it. He was aware of what those sounds were. They were sounds of ecstasy that he himself had never experience.
Touching the handle of the door, Ryou listened. He didn't want to open the door. He didn't want to see the one person he loved making love to someone else. But against his will some invisible force pushed him to open the door.
Opening the door his eyes went wide at the sight before him although he wasn't the least bit surprised. Marik and Malik were having sex. They were having sex and Malik looked at though he was enjoying every moment of it. And of course they were too busy to notice Ryou standing there.
"Mmmmmmm. . . ah! Ah! Ah! Marik."
Standing there Ryou watched the scene before his eyes and though about how he was never capable of giving Malik such pleasure. A slick tear ran down one of Ryou's pale cheeks. He didn't want to watch anymore; he hated what he saw! But the worst part of it all was that his body was paralyzed and he couldn't take his eyes away.
"MARIK!!!!!!!!"
That must have been the cry that pushed them both over the edge because everything was silent and nobody moved. Ryou came back to his senses when he realized that his eyes had locked with guilty violet ones. At that moment Ryou realized that he had been crying. He had been crying so much that the front of his shirt was wet with tears. Then when he noticed that Malik didn't shed one tear or even try to say he was sorry, Ryou felt something inside him break. And that break was the thing that got him motivated to run away.
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Had it been 4 hours? Or 6? The day had long turned to night and Ryou was still out. It didn't matter though; the only thing that mattered was that Ryou wanted to get away from anything and everything. He had lost count of how long he had been walking and frankly he didn't care. He didn't want to go home, he didn't want to cry anymore. Nothing mattered. His heart was gone so what was the point in caring?
Lost in thought, Ryou started across the street dismissing the crossing sign.
One minute he was lost in though and the next he was bright light coming towards him. Without much time to think his body was hurling 6 feet in the air. He faintly heard a long, loud honk and all he saw was darkness but before he knew it, that darkness overcame him.
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(1) Yeah ^ ^; I couldn't really come up with a better way to describe a door.
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