Another Bakura chapter. Thank you Aisha and Junko for the reviews. RRE!
--- Bakura's POV ---
I love lying with Ryou. His warm scent always calmed my thoughts. It reminded me of teddy bears and honey. It was even better since I was so happy. I loved to hold my hikari as I slept. He would coo and hold me back while dreaming. Then I remembered what Ryou had done. I gripped his hand and he moaned. Tension pulsed through my mind. But, I needed to calm down. I let my hold go. On his hand were four crescent moons notched into his skin from where I had dug my nails in. Ryou continued to rest. What a sound sleeper. I admired this.
Ryou had betrayed me once before. We were happily together. I had a great life and so did he. He found some new friends and that pleased him. I guess I was okay with it. Then, Ryou began talking about a boy named Yuugi. Yuugi was nice and seemed to be nice and became a good friend of my aibo. They went out to movies and did things together. It began to annoy me. I tried to do things with him alone, but would always seem to show up at Ryou's home.
One time, I even tried to threaten to little baka. He called. "Hello, Bakura. Is Ryou there," Yuugi wondered. I grumbled over the phone's receiver. Ryou sat next to me in a beanbag chair reading contently.
"Um, no," I smiled. "Why what did you want?"
"We were thinking of going to a dance club tonight," Yuugi answered. "Eh, do you want to come? I don't want you to feel left out."
I could not keep my false happiness up. Anger spilled into my voice. My face burned. I went into the next room out of Ryou's earshot. "What? I am never left out of Ryou's life. You are the one who's intruding on us!"
"Sorry," he sincerely apologized. Then, Yuugi added, "I didn't know he was yours?"
That was it. I had kind of wanted him to say something like that. "Really?! Well, stay away from my Ryou or I will find you! You don't want me to find you." I restrained myself from slamming the phone down. Ryou could not know of our little conversation. Yuugi would probably tell him of my little outburst. I would deny it. With a small bit of fun in bed, he would believe anything I said. I had won. At least, until a night the next week.
I had decided to come over late one night. We usually had nothing to do at night so hung together. I had picked up some 80's horror movies. Back then, there was less violence but more sex. I used the key he gave me to get into his house and up to his bedroom. Ryou usual sat in there reading so was a prime place to find him. I opened his door. Inside, it was dark and I saw his form lying under the blankets of his bed. Maybe I could surprise him. I put the movies down. Approaching the bed, I tiptoed as quietly as possible. His silvery blue hair peeked out from under the covers. I leaned down kiss him and then heard a small giggle from within the sheets. It wasn't Ryou's. It was Yuugi's. They began kissing and smacking under the sheets. Anger welled up in my body, but I pushed it away. Slowly, I exited the room and clicked the door shut. As I walked down the stairs, I smirked. Yuugi had tainted my Ryou. I would find him.
It was not hard to find Yuugi's address. He and his grandpa were the only Moutou's in Domino. The two did not live together anymore. Sugoroku went back to Egypt for a while and Yuugi lived in an apartment. Very close by, no trouble traveling to it. I had my Egyptian Warrior Dagger on my belt. It was pure silver with hieroglyphs engraved on its blade. The handle was carved metal and golden accents. Its blade was razor sharp. A beauty in my eyes.
I walked to his building. Using an intercom, I buzzed up to his apartment from outside. I pressed the button with my gloved hands. "Can I come up there? I want to apologize for what I said on the phone last week." I sounded beyond pitiful. He agreed and let me come up. I found his room and knocked.
"Come in," he welcomed me with a smile. His apartment was pathetic. It was so small. Oh, well. How would it affect me?
I grinned at Yuugi happily and slowly shook my head. "He's mine, you know," saying the whole this like it was a song. I reached out a grabbed a muscle right of his neck. His eyes widened in pain and then he fell to the floor. I loved the sleeper hold; thank you Yami Malik for teaching me. Yuugi may not be dead, but his induced slumber did not satisfy me.
I pulled the dagger out of my belt and knelt down near the boy. He laid face down. I flipped him over. I wanted to draw on him. His shirt buttons easily undid and his abdomen was then exposed. I began to draw half a heart on his stomach. The dagger cut deep into him. I shoved the whole blade down as carved him. Blood poured out from wound. I leaned down and licked the blood. It tasted like copper. What a horrible taste, but it was very gratifying in a situation like this. The purple carpet began to stain as the scarlet liquid dripped of Yuugi's skin. I picked up his limp arm and felt for a pulse. Nothing. His hand landed near the stain after I dropped it with a sneer.
The Millennium necklace lied on his chest near the slit. I gently pulled it over his head. What could I do with it? I stuck my blade's point into a seem and pried off a piece. Skillfully, I disassembled the whole thing and scattered the pieces over the floor. I slipped one of the pieces into my pocket as a personal memento.
I left the apartment quietly making sure I used my glove to turn the doorknob. There would be no fingerprints to be found. I left none. The lobby was empty on the bottom floor. No one had seen me. I breezed out of the building and started the path that would take me to Ryou. Something seemed interesting to me. I felt no remorse at all. But then again, Ryou now really was mine.
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Jounouchi's POV will be the next chapter. There will a resolution eventually. Hope you enjoyed! Arigato!
--- Bakura's POV ---
I love lying with Ryou. His warm scent always calmed my thoughts. It reminded me of teddy bears and honey. It was even better since I was so happy. I loved to hold my hikari as I slept. He would coo and hold me back while dreaming. Then I remembered what Ryou had done. I gripped his hand and he moaned. Tension pulsed through my mind. But, I needed to calm down. I let my hold go. On his hand were four crescent moons notched into his skin from where I had dug my nails in. Ryou continued to rest. What a sound sleeper. I admired this.
Ryou had betrayed me once before. We were happily together. I had a great life and so did he. He found some new friends and that pleased him. I guess I was okay with it. Then, Ryou began talking about a boy named Yuugi. Yuugi was nice and seemed to be nice and became a good friend of my aibo. They went out to movies and did things together. It began to annoy me. I tried to do things with him alone, but would always seem to show up at Ryou's home.
One time, I even tried to threaten to little baka. He called. "Hello, Bakura. Is Ryou there," Yuugi wondered. I grumbled over the phone's receiver. Ryou sat next to me in a beanbag chair reading contently.
"Um, no," I smiled. "Why what did you want?"
"We were thinking of going to a dance club tonight," Yuugi answered. "Eh, do you want to come? I don't want you to feel left out."
I could not keep my false happiness up. Anger spilled into my voice. My face burned. I went into the next room out of Ryou's earshot. "What? I am never left out of Ryou's life. You are the one who's intruding on us!"
"Sorry," he sincerely apologized. Then, Yuugi added, "I didn't know he was yours?"
That was it. I had kind of wanted him to say something like that. "Really?! Well, stay away from my Ryou or I will find you! You don't want me to find you." I restrained myself from slamming the phone down. Ryou could not know of our little conversation. Yuugi would probably tell him of my little outburst. I would deny it. With a small bit of fun in bed, he would believe anything I said. I had won. At least, until a night the next week.
I had decided to come over late one night. We usually had nothing to do at night so hung together. I had picked up some 80's horror movies. Back then, there was less violence but more sex. I used the key he gave me to get into his house and up to his bedroom. Ryou usual sat in there reading so was a prime place to find him. I opened his door. Inside, it was dark and I saw his form lying under the blankets of his bed. Maybe I could surprise him. I put the movies down. Approaching the bed, I tiptoed as quietly as possible. His silvery blue hair peeked out from under the covers. I leaned down kiss him and then heard a small giggle from within the sheets. It wasn't Ryou's. It was Yuugi's. They began kissing and smacking under the sheets. Anger welled up in my body, but I pushed it away. Slowly, I exited the room and clicked the door shut. As I walked down the stairs, I smirked. Yuugi had tainted my Ryou. I would find him.
It was not hard to find Yuugi's address. He and his grandpa were the only Moutou's in Domino. The two did not live together anymore. Sugoroku went back to Egypt for a while and Yuugi lived in an apartment. Very close by, no trouble traveling to it. I had my Egyptian Warrior Dagger on my belt. It was pure silver with hieroglyphs engraved on its blade. The handle was carved metal and golden accents. Its blade was razor sharp. A beauty in my eyes.
I walked to his building. Using an intercom, I buzzed up to his apartment from outside. I pressed the button with my gloved hands. "Can I come up there? I want to apologize for what I said on the phone last week." I sounded beyond pitiful. He agreed and let me come up. I found his room and knocked.
"Come in," he welcomed me with a smile. His apartment was pathetic. It was so small. Oh, well. How would it affect me?
I grinned at Yuugi happily and slowly shook my head. "He's mine, you know," saying the whole this like it was a song. I reached out a grabbed a muscle right of his neck. His eyes widened in pain and then he fell to the floor. I loved the sleeper hold; thank you Yami Malik for teaching me. Yuugi may not be dead, but his induced slumber did not satisfy me.
I pulled the dagger out of my belt and knelt down near the boy. He laid face down. I flipped him over. I wanted to draw on him. His shirt buttons easily undid and his abdomen was then exposed. I began to draw half a heart on his stomach. The dagger cut deep into him. I shoved the whole blade down as carved him. Blood poured out from wound. I leaned down and licked the blood. It tasted like copper. What a horrible taste, but it was very gratifying in a situation like this. The purple carpet began to stain as the scarlet liquid dripped of Yuugi's skin. I picked up his limp arm and felt for a pulse. Nothing. His hand landed near the stain after I dropped it with a sneer.
The Millennium necklace lied on his chest near the slit. I gently pulled it over his head. What could I do with it? I stuck my blade's point into a seem and pried off a piece. Skillfully, I disassembled the whole thing and scattered the pieces over the floor. I slipped one of the pieces into my pocket as a personal memento.
I left the apartment quietly making sure I used my glove to turn the doorknob. There would be no fingerprints to be found. I left none. The lobby was empty on the bottom floor. No one had seen me. I breezed out of the building and started the path that would take me to Ryou. Something seemed interesting to me. I felt no remorse at all. But then again, Ryou now really was mine.
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Jounouchi's POV will be the next chapter. There will a resolution eventually. Hope you enjoyed! Arigato!