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(chapter 2) Marik chan: Ok that was a little better all though you repeat youtself too often. I mean you write one sentence and then you write it again just in a different form but with the same meaning. This is not a flame! Im just saying...hehe anyway good chapter although i dont feel one bit sorry for Anzu. And when youwrite something in the story can you put it in italics or bold or something like that so we know when the author is speaking? good job so far

(chapter 1) Marik chan: Hey not a bad chapter! It was a little hard to understand thoug because the sentences were like all stringed together in one paragraph without a period or comma. But other than that it was good! Gonna go read chapter 2 now!


(chapter 2) sun-sun kat: I'm sorry...but...this is really slow...and really kinda boring...sorry...BUT I find the idea of this story pretty interesting (did i spell that right? ah you can only go for so long without skool, right?!)

Tainted Dreamer: -twitch- Suny... You /better/ continue on with chapter 4 soon... -twitch- Jou's dirrty. X3

(chapter 1) Tainted Dreamer: Ack. Oo; It's skitsopuppy from LJ. Already said I loved the story. NOW CONTINUE IT! Lmao. Now. Now. Now. Now. -growls- NOW! Btw, can't you tell I love it so?

Marik chan: ok the end was the best part. You should try making it more interesting! Spice it up a bit! Make it a little funny or something. no one really cares about the surroundings and what everyone does in class. And when does Ryou finally get his note?

...Well, hopefully the reviews will be better. sun-sun kat, that wasn't very nice uu. I feel sad, and feel like taking the story down and leaving it on my livejournal community. xx; Or maybe not. HOPEFULLY I'll get nicer reviews from her uu No I do not hate sun-sun kat! We cool, we cool. XD Right? Right? Oh...Marik chan, the note is comming and the "everyone is doing in class" part was for the hell of it! XD Ryou gets his note soon enough, yer...mwahahahah...

Bold- important/stand out/author talking or lecturing within the story(read if you wish)

italic- notes/flashbacks/thoughts

Underline-(probably not used as often)a story title or stand out...I dunno.

All three- very important and MUST me read!

If words are in italics it means notes/flashback/thoughts/or me writing!

Warning: I will not post chapter 5 if I don't receive 5 to 10 reviews!

XP YEA! Apology, I am sorry. Well, not that the reviews have finished, it's time for another chapter! Enjoy, loves!

Chapter 4 Not What I Want

Boy's Bathroom, Domino High, Domino, Japan

Ryou jumped back into someone's arms. He blinked slowly, turning around he was face to face with a chest. "U-Uh, s-sorry." He didn't want to look up and see a angered face, but when he did decide to look up, he saw a dark smirk upon Jou's face, who looked a bit creepy. Ryou's eyes widen and started to slowly back away from him. He saw that Jou did not look his himself. He felt as if someone has taken control of Jou, but couldn't put his finger on it. Jou traced a finger across Ryou soft skin.

"Erm...Jounouchi...you really don't look...err...like yourself." Ryou said trying to pull away from his grip, "I think you should...err...maybe go...lay down?" he suggested and quickly pulled his arm away from Jou.

Jou smirked at Ryou, who looked very frightened and confused. "I'll just stay here, with you, little Ryou."

"Uh...what?" Ryou looked around and blinked. "What?!"

Now there are two types of "What?" in the world. The first type simply means "Excuse me, I didn't here you. Could you repeat yourself?" The second type is a little trickier. It means something more along the lines if "Excuse me, I did hear you, but I can't believe that's really what you meant," and this second type is obviously the type Ryou was using at this moment. He was right in front of him, so he'd obviously heard what had come out of Jou's mouth. But he couldn't believe that Jou was just going to stay with him. He would most likely just give him in a punch in the gut and then walk off. But this was a bit to weird for words. Well for some reason Ryou liked the beating Jou instead of this one that stood before him.

When Ryou was just about to walk away, Jou swiftly grabbed his arm and pushed him against the wall. He pulled off Ryou's shirt and quickly unbuttoned Ryou's pants. Ryou shifted around a bit and briskly slipped away from Jou's clutches.

"Jou! What's wrong with you!?"

"There's nothing wrong with me." Jou grinned and tilted his head. "Actually, I've never been better. How's by you?"

"Err...Jou." Ryou backed away from him, but Jou quickly pulled him back and pressed him against the wall, giving a hard kiss to the white haired angel's lips. Ryou was surprised by this, and tried to pull away, but Jou pressed his body against him. He forced his tongue into his mouth, licking every inch of his mouth. Ryou tried to get away, but Jou grabbed his arm and slammed him back into the wall. Ryou let out a painful groan and that unpleasant smirk curved on Jou's lips, but the scarier thing was it looked more evil then usual. Jou moved to his ear and whispered, "Calm down my dear, this could feel much better if you weren't so tense." He kissed his ear, and Ryou slowly loosened up. Jou smirked and kissed his ear again "That's a good boy." He undid Ryou's pants and pulled the down, with his boxers, and let them drop to the floor. He started to rub his cock, earning a gasp and pleading from the white-haired boy.

"N-No...Jou p-please...s-stop." Ryou whimpered as Jou rubbed harder. Another moan escaped his lips and started to slide down to the floor.

Jou smirked and followed Ryou down to the floor and kissed his lips. "I can't stop, this is way to much fun." he had cum onto Jou's hand.

Jou smirked, kissing Ryou's neck as he ran his thumb over his head, spreading the precum around and using it as a lubricant to make his movements more fluid. Ryou whimpered, leaning his head back against the wall and trying to make it look like he was fine. Jou kissed down his neck as his hand stroked up and down the boy's burning length, bringing him closer and closer to him. Jou bit the struggling boy's lips to stifle a moan and tried to refrain from thrusting his hips against Jou's hand, only failing miserably. Jou snickered, Ryou whimpered, moaning loudly as Jou dropped down suddenly, swallowing his length in one go. The feel of his soft lips around Ryou's length sent him over the edge, not literally, and he moaned, emptying himself into Jou's eager mouth. He stood up and licked his lips, grinning and kissing Ryou softly.

When he was finished he gave another smirk, looking at the half-lidded Ryou. Ryou tried to sit up but failed. Jou shook his head a bit and licked Ryou's lips. "I don't know why you're trying." He chuckled a bit.

"Uh...J-Jou...p--" Ryou was stopped by him when Jou out two fingers in lips.

"Shhh.." Jou removed his two fingers from his lips and stroked his hair. He slipped three fingers into Ryou's mouth, allowing him to suck on them. When his fingers were slick he pulled them out and grinned. "Don't worry sweetie, this won't hurt...much."

Ryou's eyes widen and he tried to get away from him as fast as he could, then he felt a finger inside him. His eyes grew bigger, and began to fill up with tears of pain. Ryou whimpered and listened to the reassuring words Jou said to him and slipped in the second and third. Ryou tried to say something, but didn't come out as loud as he thought it would. The mumbling from Ryou didn't stop Jou from anything, and pulled his fingers out. Ryou quickly crawled away from Jou, but was pulled back to the blonde. No matter how much he tried, poor boy couldn't get away from Jou, or is he really Jounouchi Katsuya?

The period had only twenty five minutes left, and that was enough time to do what Jou had been told(hypnotized to do). Ryou sat on the Jou's legs, in pain and the slight feeling of pleasure, but that feeling was weak. "The absolute glee in watching you in pain is overwhelming." he heard Jou laughed darkly. The voice of the blonde was scary and made Ryou try to cower away from him. No matter how much he tried (yet again) he couldn't get away. He prayed for the time to pass quickly, and the bell would ring, if he was that lucky. Knowing Ryou well, and nobody knew him any better, he was unfortunate. His mother, sister, pass away and from then on he got the Millennium Ring. When he found out a evil spirit lived within it and would come out to beat and cut the poor boy. His father was barely home and whenever he prayed for the best, worse has yet to come. Jou took a minute to stare at his wounds and cuts and a sympathetic frown came across his face.

When he noticed the cuts and bruises, he felt that was all his fault, but not all. Some of this gruesome work was done then none other then Ryou's yami. Everyone met this man before, but never personally talked to him. Yami and Yuugi had, just for the sake of Ryou's safety. Jou blinked slowly, fingering Ryou's bruises and cuts but was shook back to being a mind slave. Ryou looked at him, just for a second, thinking that he'll stop this madness and leave him alone. Ryou quickly grabbed his clothes and got up, but was pushed against the wall by Jou.

"You're not going anywhere little Ryou." he eyed the clothes in the white-haired boy's hand. He snatched them and dropped it onto the floor, where it once laid before. He took Ryou's legs and wrapped it around his waist, ignoring the fact that Ryou was afraid, weak, and helpless. He threw his head back as he felt something hard brush his entrance.

"Onegai..." Ryou whimpered. "Stop..." the whimpered boy arched his back, feeling Jou press against him.

Jou moaned, feeling the tight muscle tense against the sudden intrusion.

Ryou whimpered lowly, letting out a cry of pain as he felt it push inside him, stretching him out.

"So...tight..." Jou moaned, pushing in all the way. Ryou grimaced in pain and dirtiness. His eyes squeezed shut and now the blonde haired boy was fully inside of the white haired boy. He pulled out fast and thrust back in. He repeated this action, going harder and faster with each time, he pulled out. Young Ryou Bakura cried out in pain, feeling the other boy thrust in and out of him. Finally, after it seemed as if it was eternity, he felt a substances come within him. He took in a sharp breathe, letting out a cry as it stung his insides.

Mr.Spira's class, Domino High, Domino, Japan -- Author's POV

Mr.Spira was sitting at his desk, chewing the bite of the new banana he started just a second ago. He watched the kids type, some typed very slow, others typed normal, and rarely some of them were typing fast. The skill of typing fast is good and very helpful. Like myself, I type fast and have writer's block. Like cliffhangers, writer's block leaves you on the edge of action and suspense. Everybody who writes a story has writers block, but sooner or later the writer will continue with the story until a certain part is done and ready to move on. Some writer's block takes forever, making the writer think for days, months, or even years. Like on , it's most likely to be months. Years, maybe that's the weird part and the complicated. You're leaving eager readers on the edge of their seats, waiting and full of questions that may be answered the next chapter. Published books, on the other hand, are already completed books and ready to read throughout your time. No wait, no questions...well maybe there will be some questions, but soon will be answered.

Mr.Spira didn't notice Jou and Ryou aren't in the class in this very moment so this shows how unintelligent Mr.Spira really is. There were twenty minutes left of the horrid period, to Ryou's point of view. Soon the period will be over and he would get out, and run away and hope to get home while he's at it. The thought of Mr.Spira going into the nearest boy's bathroom, was way to far-fetched. Mr.Spira's concentration was all on his trick. He was figuring out what to say, to complete the whole trick. When just enough time passes by, he'll lay it on his hard working class.

Mr.Spira stood up from his seat and cleared his throat to get the class's attention. When this was accomplished Mr.Spira gave a little wave to the students and said, "I almost forgot to mention." and when he said this all the students groaned and exit out of the document they were writing. "Don't forget your punctuations and reread the story. I don't want printed stories with the same sentences twice. Oh yes and you've kids been doing well."

"What the f--" a student shouted out loud but stopped from using any profanity.

"Now, now kids, I assure you that your stories are very well written." Mr.Spira grinned and saw the class frown at him. A few of them just laid their heads down and one just turned off the computer and walk out the room. "Hey! Mr.Figerou, you get back here!"

Mr.Spira sat back down and went through his grade book. The thought of Ryou and Jou never came back from the bathroom finally crossed his mind. When the thought left his mind he gave a simple shrug, picked up his pen and started to write in the book. No childish things, important notes and things that needed to do.

Boy's Bathroom, Domino High, Domino, Japan

Ryou was panting heavily and kept his eyes closed. Jou smirked and brushed his lips against the panting boy's cheek. The longer he stared at the boy, the more interesting Ryou looked through Jou's eyes.

Ryou felt the blonde get up and sat on the floor himself. The least the blonde did was get Ryou's pants on and got himself dressed. When the blonde walked out the bathroom Ryou quickly got his shirt on and jacket on. He buttoned the jacket and stood up to the mirror. His eyes filled with fear and agony. His white hair, was a bit messed up so he fixed it back to how it was before. Before he knew it, his eyes swelled up with tears and started crying in his jacket sleeves. He rolled up the end of the jacket in his fist and cried. He cried, and cried, and cried but no matter how much he cried his thoughts of what happened never changed. He now sees Jou not, only as a bully but a creep and frighten him. Even though Jou frighten him from now it was nothing compared to the fear he had towards his yami. The crying white-haired boy lifted his head to the mirror that had a crack across it, which he just noticed, and trace a finger along the crack. He just wanted to go home and cry. The day just had thirteen minutes and three periods left of school.

Ryou tried to whipe all the tears out of his eyes, but more streaks of tears rolled down his cheeks. He whipped them away as well and let the rest of the tears run down his cheeks. He walked out of the bathroom, keeping his head low, and walked to the direction of Mr.Spira's room. When he felt his foot almost slipped he looked down and saw a folded note. "E-Eh? What do we have here then?" he asked no one in particular. He picked up the note and looked at it. He looked around for any sign of a person. "Hello." he unfolded the note and read to himself. "Dear Ryou," he read and paused for a minute. "W-What? To me!?" He decided to keep on reading. "Monday, October 18. I know we haven't been very talkative to one another, and I find this a flaw. I just want you to know, that I loved you ever since you came here. Oh my dear lord." he gasped and blinked while more tears came down his cheel. "I love it when I get lost in your chocolate brown eyes. I love when you let me touch your soft white hair. I love it when you make funny remarks and made me laugh, which doesn't come out as often. I must write this again, I know we haven't been talking to each other ever since you moved here, ever since the day we met. I really want to talk to you, and I want to hear your voice. I know this sounds weird, but I think I love you. This feeling is unbearable to keep inside, and I want you now." he stared at the note and looked at the bottom of the page. "Love, Your secret admirer."

Ryou's heart skipped a beat and he gave a smile, a small smile since he wasn't all that happy about the fact that he just got raped by his bully. "This person is obviously a very romantic person." his smile grew just a bit wider. "But who could it be?" He was very curious. This note made him think and think and think. He looked around, still no sign of a person. He refolded the note and slipt it into his pocket. He gave one last look around and the tears returned to him and walked back to Mr.Spira's class.