Kat: This is what I get for staying up at 1 o'clock in the fucking
morning........boredom....oh well. This'll probably be a short fic unless you all
want a sequel. If so, then please say so in your review. Thanks to all that
reviewed my other works, especially my poems...if you haven't read my other
stuff, please do. Anyways, Naomi (my muse), be a dear and do the disclaimer
for me.
Naomi: yeah, yeah...Bakuras-Hell does NOT own YuGiOh!, any songs used in this story as they belong to whom ever wrote them, or any of the Anime or Manga that are mentioned, as they are the work of who-so-ever created them.
Kat: Arigatou, nice job dear. Now, Ryou, read the list, okay?
Ryou: *nods and reads list*
Pairings: Ryou/Bakura (mainly), M/M, too
*~*Lyrics*~*
'thoughts'
"speech"
()Flashback()
|Ryou to Bakura|
||Bakura to Ryou||
authoress' note
~+~dream sequence~+~
/\Marik (Hikari) to Malik (Yami)/\
\/ Malik to Marik\/
^~^~^Scene change^~^~^
Kat: Thanks, hun. Now, Bakura, be a good boy and tell the audience what I told you to tell them.
Bakura: *is currently chained to a chair reading from a cue card in front of him*
Rating: pg-13. rating is subject to go up...
Warnings: Shounen-ai, possible yaoi if she ever gets around to collecting and remembering her dreams Bakura: pervert.... Kat: Urusai, baka!, sarcasm, some OOCness, violence, language, drug/alcohol abuse -_-U I don't consider it abuse..... and shit like that.....don't like it?! Go fuck yourself, you little cunts!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!
Kat, Naomi, Ryou: O.OU
Kat: BAKURA!!!!!! THAT WASN'T ON THE CARD!!!!!!!!!!! IM GONNA KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!
Naomi: chill, Kat......that's Bakura for you.....*restrains Kat*
Ryou: *helps* ^^;;;
Bakura: o_o''' on with the fic!
Chapter 1: Oblivious-ness
Ryou was sitting alone in his house waiting for Bakura to come home, drunk as usual. 'He's always drunk.... it's a wonder he's not dead by now.....' the boy thought to himself. Bakura had his own body now, and has been talking full advantage of it. Ryou wasn't waiting for a happy Bakura to come home. He knew Bakura could never be happy. Not ever. He knew that once Bakura got home, the beatings would start, and they always hurt worse when Bakura was drunk, as Bakura was madder than hell when he was sloshed. The British boy flinched when he heard the front door unlocking. There was nowhere to run for the boy, for Bakura always caught him. Whenever Ryou would run, he'd get worse beatings. He never tried to run from Bakura again after that one night he was stupid enough to do so.
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Ryou was running through the downpour that came down in hard and freezing sheets. Bakura had been drunk again, and, for some reason, he seemed high. Ryou smelt the weed on Bakura clothes. 'But he's never smoked it before.... why start now?' Ryou had thought to himself. He was afraid. Bakura's hits were even worse than if he were just drunk and pissed. Drunk pissed and high was not a good combination for Ryou. That meant Bakura wouldn't even feel anything as he hit Ryou, except for anger. And he also wouldn't know what he was doing. He could kill Ryou in a single blow if he was not careful. 'I'm so close....I just hafta get to Yuugi's house before he catches me....' Ryou's heart pounded as he ran and his legs hurt, begging to stop. He just closed his eyes and kept running. 'If I stop, I'll be caught......then he'd kill me for sure...' Ryou stopped in front of the Kame game shop and was about to pound on the glass doors when he felt a hand grab his neck. "Where do you think you're going, little Yadonushi? Did I spell that right? I don't recall giving you permission to go anywhere." Came Bakura's deep, threatening voice. Bakura slammed Ryou's head into the concrete sidewalk a couple of times, ignoring the poor child's cries, before the Hikari was rendered unconscious. The highly pissed yami dragged Ryou's unconscious body home. Bakura smashed the door open and threw the boy onto the tiled ground of the foyer. The yami shut the door and kneeled in front of his Yadonushi, smirking as the boy's now open eyes looked at him in fear. "Aw, is the poor, worthless Hikari afraid? Well, too fucking bad, you worthless, pathetic, idiotic, weak piece of shit!" the yami roared and proceeded to punch Ryou in the face, over and over and over...you get the idea Bakura picked the shaking boy up by the collar of his shirt and shook him violently. "What gave you ANY right to fucking run like that?! I NEVER said that you could run from me! Not ever! Oh, but you just HAD to piss me off even more, didn't you? You just HAD to tempt me....hmhmhm...I'll show you what I do to worthless shits like you that dare to run from me...yes...that will show you, my Yadonushi, what happens when you cross one of the many lines that I set...." The man growled. He pulled Ryou close to his face to stare into the frightened eyes. Bakura glared when he saw tears forming at the corners. With a powerful shove, the yami sent Ryou head first into the wall. The force of the impact mad Ryou's head swim. He felt a warm liquid on the back of his head. When he put a hand to his head and withdrew it, he saw a deep crimson liquid on his fingertips. Bakura walked over to Ryou and backhanded him hard and proceeded to kick the living shit out of Ryou's torso. The beatings lasted for at least an hour and 15 minutes before Bakura lost interest. He disappeared into his soul room, leaving the bleeding Ryou to pick himself up....
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Ryou shuddered at the memory. When he heard the door shut, he closed his eyes, waiting for Bakura to attack. He heard a thud come from the foyer and he opened his eyes. A crumpled up figure was lying, bleeding horribly, on the tiled floor. Ryou gasped when he saw Bakura's horribly beaten body lying there. The scared boy ran over to his fallen yami and shook him gently. "Bakura? Bakura, wake up..." the boy whispered. "Come on, Bakura...this isn't funny. Wake up, please..." Ryou's face became tear-streaked when his yami didn't wake up. "Yami! Wake up! Onegai! You have to wake up! Please!" Ryou screamed, shaking Bakura harder. Ryou sobbed and picked up his yami, holding him close. The yami finally stirred and woke up. "Huh? What the hell? What's....going on.....?" he muttered. "You're alive, Bakura! Thank god!" the British boy sighed in relief and threw his arms around Bakura's neck. "What happened to you? You're so injured!" Ryou asked, removing his arms from Bakura. "A fight.... A fight to the death.... no magick, (not that he knew I had any magick mind you) just fists...I almost lost.....wait....why do you care?" Bakura looked at Ryou sternly. "A fight to the death? What the hell for?" Ryou asked, evading Bakura's question. "Because, he was an idiot....his hand 'accidentally' brushed against my ass at the bar and I grabbed his wrist, twisting it. He got mad and told me to fight him outside. So I did, I being one that doesn't back down from a challenge. I was too damned drunk to even see straight so he almost won....I killed that bitch though...I was glad I did win. If he won, he got to do whatever he wanted to my body. Damn necrophilia fetishist....anyways, I asked you a question. Why do you care what happened to me?" Bakura growled. 'Because I love you...' "Because I was scared that you were dead. I'm glad you're safe though." Ryou sighed again. He truly was happy that Bakura was safe. 'That only means that he'll be around longer to be me.....' the boy thought. He smiled, though, when he saw that Bakura had fallen asleep in his arms and he took him upstairs, laying him in his bed. He went to the bathroom to get the first-aid kit and walked back into the room to clean the wounds. "when will you learn, Bakura?" Ryou whispered, looking at the wounds on Bakura's body. After he finished cleaning and dressing the wounds, Ryou cleaned up and walked downstairs. He got a pillow and blanket out of the closet and walked to the couch to make a makeshift bed. He laid down after he was finished and went to sleep.
Kat: yeah, I know....shitty chapter.....oh well. Hopefully, they'll be better in the future. Gomen for not having a song in there...it's 2 something in the morning and I'm tired so I'm going to bed now. Ja ne, minna-san!
Naomi: or Bakura'll rip your throat out!
Bakura: *not paying attention* uh huh....
Ryou: review please! Ja ne!
Naomi: yeah, yeah...Bakuras-Hell does NOT own YuGiOh!, any songs used in this story as they belong to whom ever wrote them, or any of the Anime or Manga that are mentioned, as they are the work of who-so-ever created them.
Kat: Arigatou, nice job dear. Now, Ryou, read the list, okay?
Ryou: *nods and reads list*
Pairings: Ryou/Bakura (mainly), M/M, too
*~*Lyrics*~*
'thoughts'
"speech"
()Flashback()
|Ryou to Bakura|
||Bakura to Ryou||
authoress' note
~+~dream sequence~+~
/\Marik (Hikari) to Malik (Yami)/\
\/ Malik to Marik\/
^~^~^Scene change^~^~^
Kat: Thanks, hun. Now, Bakura, be a good boy and tell the audience what I told you to tell them.
Bakura: *is currently chained to a chair reading from a cue card in front of him*
Rating: pg-13. rating is subject to go up...
Warnings: Shounen-ai, possible yaoi if she ever gets around to collecting and remembering her dreams Bakura: pervert.... Kat: Urusai, baka!, sarcasm, some OOCness, violence, language, drug/alcohol abuse -_-U I don't consider it abuse..... and shit like that.....don't like it?! Go fuck yourself, you little cunts!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!
Kat, Naomi, Ryou: O.OU
Kat: BAKURA!!!!!! THAT WASN'T ON THE CARD!!!!!!!!!!! IM GONNA KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!
Naomi: chill, Kat......that's Bakura for you.....*restrains Kat*
Ryou: *helps* ^^;;;
Bakura: o_o''' on with the fic!
Chapter 1: Oblivious-ness
Ryou was sitting alone in his house waiting for Bakura to come home, drunk as usual. 'He's always drunk.... it's a wonder he's not dead by now.....' the boy thought to himself. Bakura had his own body now, and has been talking full advantage of it. Ryou wasn't waiting for a happy Bakura to come home. He knew Bakura could never be happy. Not ever. He knew that once Bakura got home, the beatings would start, and they always hurt worse when Bakura was drunk, as Bakura was madder than hell when he was sloshed. The British boy flinched when he heard the front door unlocking. There was nowhere to run for the boy, for Bakura always caught him. Whenever Ryou would run, he'd get worse beatings. He never tried to run from Bakura again after that one night he was stupid enough to do so.
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Ryou was running through the downpour that came down in hard and freezing sheets. Bakura had been drunk again, and, for some reason, he seemed high. Ryou smelt the weed on Bakura clothes. 'But he's never smoked it before.... why start now?' Ryou had thought to himself. He was afraid. Bakura's hits were even worse than if he were just drunk and pissed. Drunk pissed and high was not a good combination for Ryou. That meant Bakura wouldn't even feel anything as he hit Ryou, except for anger. And he also wouldn't know what he was doing. He could kill Ryou in a single blow if he was not careful. 'I'm so close....I just hafta get to Yuugi's house before he catches me....' Ryou's heart pounded as he ran and his legs hurt, begging to stop. He just closed his eyes and kept running. 'If I stop, I'll be caught......then he'd kill me for sure...' Ryou stopped in front of the Kame game shop and was about to pound on the glass doors when he felt a hand grab his neck. "Where do you think you're going, little Yadonushi? Did I spell that right? I don't recall giving you permission to go anywhere." Came Bakura's deep, threatening voice. Bakura slammed Ryou's head into the concrete sidewalk a couple of times, ignoring the poor child's cries, before the Hikari was rendered unconscious. The highly pissed yami dragged Ryou's unconscious body home. Bakura smashed the door open and threw the boy onto the tiled ground of the foyer. The yami shut the door and kneeled in front of his Yadonushi, smirking as the boy's now open eyes looked at him in fear. "Aw, is the poor, worthless Hikari afraid? Well, too fucking bad, you worthless, pathetic, idiotic, weak piece of shit!" the yami roared and proceeded to punch Ryou in the face, over and over and over...you get the idea Bakura picked the shaking boy up by the collar of his shirt and shook him violently. "What gave you ANY right to fucking run like that?! I NEVER said that you could run from me! Not ever! Oh, but you just HAD to piss me off even more, didn't you? You just HAD to tempt me....hmhmhm...I'll show you what I do to worthless shits like you that dare to run from me...yes...that will show you, my Yadonushi, what happens when you cross one of the many lines that I set...." The man growled. He pulled Ryou close to his face to stare into the frightened eyes. Bakura glared when he saw tears forming at the corners. With a powerful shove, the yami sent Ryou head first into the wall. The force of the impact mad Ryou's head swim. He felt a warm liquid on the back of his head. When he put a hand to his head and withdrew it, he saw a deep crimson liquid on his fingertips. Bakura walked over to Ryou and backhanded him hard and proceeded to kick the living shit out of Ryou's torso. The beatings lasted for at least an hour and 15 minutes before Bakura lost interest. He disappeared into his soul room, leaving the bleeding Ryou to pick himself up....
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Ryou shuddered at the memory. When he heard the door shut, he closed his eyes, waiting for Bakura to attack. He heard a thud come from the foyer and he opened his eyes. A crumpled up figure was lying, bleeding horribly, on the tiled floor. Ryou gasped when he saw Bakura's horribly beaten body lying there. The scared boy ran over to his fallen yami and shook him gently. "Bakura? Bakura, wake up..." the boy whispered. "Come on, Bakura...this isn't funny. Wake up, please..." Ryou's face became tear-streaked when his yami didn't wake up. "Yami! Wake up! Onegai! You have to wake up! Please!" Ryou screamed, shaking Bakura harder. Ryou sobbed and picked up his yami, holding him close. The yami finally stirred and woke up. "Huh? What the hell? What's....going on.....?" he muttered. "You're alive, Bakura! Thank god!" the British boy sighed in relief and threw his arms around Bakura's neck. "What happened to you? You're so injured!" Ryou asked, removing his arms from Bakura. "A fight.... A fight to the death.... no magick, (not that he knew I had any magick mind you) just fists...I almost lost.....wait....why do you care?" Bakura looked at Ryou sternly. "A fight to the death? What the hell for?" Ryou asked, evading Bakura's question. "Because, he was an idiot....his hand 'accidentally' brushed against my ass at the bar and I grabbed his wrist, twisting it. He got mad and told me to fight him outside. So I did, I being one that doesn't back down from a challenge. I was too damned drunk to even see straight so he almost won....I killed that bitch though...I was glad I did win. If he won, he got to do whatever he wanted to my body. Damn necrophilia fetishist....anyways, I asked you a question. Why do you care what happened to me?" Bakura growled. 'Because I love you...' "Because I was scared that you were dead. I'm glad you're safe though." Ryou sighed again. He truly was happy that Bakura was safe. 'That only means that he'll be around longer to be me.....' the boy thought. He smiled, though, when he saw that Bakura had fallen asleep in his arms and he took him upstairs, laying him in his bed. He went to the bathroom to get the first-aid kit and walked back into the room to clean the wounds. "when will you learn, Bakura?" Ryou whispered, looking at the wounds on Bakura's body. After he finished cleaning and dressing the wounds, Ryou cleaned up and walked downstairs. He got a pillow and blanket out of the closet and walked to the couch to make a makeshift bed. He laid down after he was finished and went to sleep.
Kat: yeah, I know....shitty chapter.....oh well. Hopefully, they'll be better in the future. Gomen for not having a song in there...it's 2 something in the morning and I'm tired so I'm going to bed now. Ja ne, minna-san!
Naomi: or Bakura'll rip your throat out!
Bakura: *not paying attention* uh huh....
Ryou: review please! Ja ne!