Roxy-Thank for the reviews everyone!. I'm glad you enjoyed it throws everyone Ryou and Bakura plushies
Ryou-where did you get those?
Roxy-Oh somewhere…
Bakura-Oo is that me?! OMG WHAT THE HELL DID U DO!
Roxy-uh-oh…oh dear this could be bad glances at a very pissed off Bakura On with the story! runs and hides
Disclaimer: sighs I don't own Ygo, If I did this story would be in the plot
.:Broken Wings, Shattered Dreams:. Chapter 2
Ryou lay helplessly on his bed. His breath was still heavy and it took all of his energy just to breathe. He had no more tears left to cry. The pain that shot through him was intense, he had never felt so much before. Every single part of him ached but that wasn't the worst part. Lying there he felt so dirty, so used. His innocence had been taken from him so quickly, it was unbelievable. He tried to assure himself he was dreaming, thou the pain kept reminding him that it was all very real. How could the man he loved so much just exploit him like that? Every little shred of hope that Ryou had left, vanished. All those times he thought that some day Bakura would come through were gone. And all that was left was emptiness. Before now he hadn't known what being empty felt like and now he realized he was completely and utterly alone. Then all of a sudden it struck Ryou that he was immensely tired as his eyelids began to flutter closed
Bakura shakily closed his bedroom door behind him. He froze as tears began to form in his eyes. Sliding down the door, he came to a spot on the floor as tears ran down his cheeks. How could he have done that? To his own hakari. His head throbbed in pain. He was completely disgusted by himself. Once again he had let his body take over. All the images were coming back to him, Ryou's screams, his tears, his beautiful body mutilated. And it was all his fault, he should've stopped, but his body wouldn't let him. He wouldn't listen to Ryou's pleas, he wouldn't stop. He had stolen his innocence so fast, as if it was nothing. His angel had been shattered, his wings broken. After all Ryou did for him this was how he choose to repay him? He had always been there, no matter what, but nothing would be the same anymore. Bakura knew what he had to do. He sighed, and with a heavy heart began to pack a bag full of his stuff.
Bakura checked the clock. It flashed; 3:17 am. Lifting his bag he stepped out into the silent hall and headed towards the stairs. As he passed by Ryou's room, he noticed his hakari's door was slightly open. Bakura put down the bag and quietly pushed the door open. He walked over to the bed that he had raped Ryou in, just a couple of hours ago. A shiver ran down his spin as a slight breeze flew through the open window. Everything was so still, so very peaceful. Bakura looked down at his hakari. A flake of moonlight danced across his pale face. Bakura leaned down and kissed him lovingly on the cheek. "I love you angel," he whispered into his ear, then grabbing the bag, left the sleeping boy, forever.
Roxy-Well how was it? Sorry its short, I kinda wanted to combine the 1st and 2nd chapters into one but I decided they had to be separate. And I'd rather have many short chapters then a few long ones. I promise the next ones will be longer though. Please R & R.
Ryou-where did you get those?
Roxy-Oh somewhere…
Bakura-Oo is that me?! OMG WHAT THE HELL DID U DO!
Roxy-uh-oh…oh dear this could be bad glances at a very pissed off Bakura On with the story! runs and hides
Disclaimer: sighs I don't own Ygo, If I did this story would be in the plot
.:Broken Wings, Shattered Dreams:. Chapter 2
Ryou lay helplessly on his bed. His breath was still heavy and it took all of his energy just to breathe. He had no more tears left to cry. The pain that shot through him was intense, he had never felt so much before. Every single part of him ached but that wasn't the worst part. Lying there he felt so dirty, so used. His innocence had been taken from him so quickly, it was unbelievable. He tried to assure himself he was dreaming, thou the pain kept reminding him that it was all very real. How could the man he loved so much just exploit him like that? Every little shred of hope that Ryou had left, vanished. All those times he thought that some day Bakura would come through were gone. And all that was left was emptiness. Before now he hadn't known what being empty felt like and now he realized he was completely and utterly alone. Then all of a sudden it struck Ryou that he was immensely tired as his eyelids began to flutter closed
Bakura shakily closed his bedroom door behind him. He froze as tears began to form in his eyes. Sliding down the door, he came to a spot on the floor as tears ran down his cheeks. How could he have done that? To his own hakari. His head throbbed in pain. He was completely disgusted by himself. Once again he had let his body take over. All the images were coming back to him, Ryou's screams, his tears, his beautiful body mutilated. And it was all his fault, he should've stopped, but his body wouldn't let him. He wouldn't listen to Ryou's pleas, he wouldn't stop. He had stolen his innocence so fast, as if it was nothing. His angel had been shattered, his wings broken. After all Ryou did for him this was how he choose to repay him? He had always been there, no matter what, but nothing would be the same anymore. Bakura knew what he had to do. He sighed, and with a heavy heart began to pack a bag full of his stuff.
Bakura checked the clock. It flashed; 3:17 am. Lifting his bag he stepped out into the silent hall and headed towards the stairs. As he passed by Ryou's room, he noticed his hakari's door was slightly open. Bakura put down the bag and quietly pushed the door open. He walked over to the bed that he had raped Ryou in, just a couple of hours ago. A shiver ran down his spin as a slight breeze flew through the open window. Everything was so still, so very peaceful. Bakura looked down at his hakari. A flake of moonlight danced across his pale face. Bakura leaned down and kissed him lovingly on the cheek. "I love you angel," he whispered into his ear, then grabbing the bag, left the sleeping boy, forever.
Roxy-Well how was it? Sorry its short, I kinda wanted to combine the 1st and 2nd chapters into one but I decided they had to be separate. And I'd rather have many short chapters then a few long ones. I promise the next ones will be longer though. Please R & R.