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From Rome, With Love
Summary:
AU, Back in the time of Ancient Rome, 3 different couples fall in love in 3 different ways can they love survive or will it be crushed by they differences.
Author's Notes:
Hi everyone a new chapter for you!
A special thanks to every one who reviewed.
Coolcatzy: Sorry I confused you and must likely loads of over people. I'll add names as soon as I can!
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Mandapandabug: (I can't resist those puppy-dog eyes.)
I love it when people review. I love it even more when people review throughout the story because that shows me I have some loyal fans that enjoy my story!!
Dark Magician Girl / Hikaru: I'm glade up like it, keep reading!
Haruya: Thank you Haruya, I didn't know what I was going to do in this chapter but once I read your review I couldn't help but smile. So I taken your idea and I'm going make this chapter a Bakura/ Ryou. Next chapter going to be Seto/Jounouchi
(You people are the reason why write! Knowing my work is liked is the best thing in the world. Except chocolate )
Warnings:
There will be:
Seto/Jounouchi
Bakura/ Ryou
Yami/Yugi
And later on
Yami Malik/Malik
Disclaimers:
I do not own Freewill; I also don't own Yu-Gi-oh.
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Blinking away the light our thief slowly saw an indistinguishable shape hover over him. With glossy snow-white hair and soft velvety skin. With the most beautiful warm chocolate eyes looking over him.
"Are you an angel?" Bakura asked jadedly. A small faint blush coved the angel boy cheeks.
"No, I'm Ryou." The angle-like boy giggled.
Suddenly every think came back to the thief like a ton of bricks had just fallen on him. Snapping his head up and pushing the boy away from him the thief grumble something that was inaudible for human ears and trying to hide his face form the burning red his face was changing dew to his embarrassment he's eyes looked toward his feet when he noticed it had almost tuned a full 90 decrees but luckily for the thief it was only twisted not broken.
Ryou fell on to his dirty bedroom floor with quite some impact. Causing a small cry of pain escape his delicate lips.
Suddenly a roar of anger came from the top of the stairs. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SHOUTING ABOUT, WHEN I GET MY HAND ON YOU, YOU LITTLE RUNT, YOU'LL WHISH THAT BITCH OF A MOTHER HAD NEVER GAVE BIRTH TO YOU!" The man who had had shouted was getting closer and closer with each pasting step as the stairs creaked indicating the near arrival of the man.
The warm brown eyes widened with fear and thief looked up and with alarm unable to move for fear of breaking his foot. Snapping at of his fear Ryou did the thing he could think of grabbing the thief arm and raising him to his feet and letting him lean on him slowly moving the thief across the room.
"What am I going to do?" For the first time in years one of the best thief in Rome panicked and he showed it his eye darted around the room. "Clam down I've got an idea" Ryou whispered hurriedly. Opening the wardrobe doors. "Get in!" Ryou panicked as the creaking was becoming louder.
The thief looked into the small, dark space. "Not in a million years!" The thief exclaimed. Ryou did the only thing he could do; he pushed the thief in the wardrobe.
The thief opened his mouth to start protesting when the door slammed in his face engulfing the thief into darkness.
Outside the wardrobe Ryou looked at the figure that had just entered the room.
"Sorry father…I fell out the bed." Ryou seem to shrink in to a corner and his voice turn submissive as the man advance even closer.
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