Hm... Chapter 6 is here my happy-chans XD Hope you like it, and like I promised, this isn't boring like the previous chapter... Enjoy!
six: Sorry
Still crying, eyes still stinging, and thoughts still filled with confusion as Ryou sat in the same spot on the couch. His head buried in his hands, the emotions within pouring out for all to see, and it hurt even more to know no one was even there to see.
Ryou wanted nothing but love right then. Anything. He wanted to be in someone's arms and hear them whisper comforting words in his ear and tell him everything's going to be ok. He wanted to feel the calming feeling when someone hugs you when you need it most better yet, he wanted his Yami.
The hikari sighed heavily as he rubbed his eyes, hissing slightly at the stinging sensation that was felt in his eyes at the slightest touch. He had never cried like this before. Even when his other half had hurt him so badly, yes he cried, but not for this long. All that he had found out hurt so much more than anything he had ever felt; yet the light didn't even know why.
The sound of the front door creaking shut sounded and Ryou's head instantly turned to the door, waiting to see his other half enter. But he never did.
Ryou frowned slightly as he got to his feet, the tears that were waiting to drip from his cheeks doing so from the sudden movement as he went to the doorway.
"Yami?" the light asked softly as he walked into the hallway.
Chocolate eyes lowered to see said other with a bundle in his arms, pulling off his shoe with his other foot and trying not to drop the thing in his arms.
"Bakura... What have you got?" Ryou asked, eyeing what looked like a ball of fluff in the spirit's hold."A damn cat..." Bakura muttered when he finally got his shoe off.
"A cat? Why've you got a cat? You hate them..."
"I know I do but the stupid thing wouldn't stop following me..." Bakura stood up straight, his eyes locking onto those of the other, "...Besides, you like these fur balls so I thought you'd want it," the fiend added with a slight shrug of his shoulders.
Ryou smiled softly. He did love cats, and seeing his usual anti-feline Yami holding one was the cutest thing he'd ever seen.
"Thank you Bakura," Ryou said softly.
"Whatever... Just have it," the fiend said holding the cat out to Ryou who took it.
"Stupid thing..." Bakura muttered as he brushed hair from his shirt before walking round Ryou to go into the living room.
Ryou rolled his eyes before looking at the feline in his arms. It's brilliant green eyes staring up at him with either utter confusion or curiosity for he couldn't really tell. The light sighed and gently put the cat down and watched with scamper off up the stairs, before he went back into the living room.
"Why are you crying?" Bakura said randomly, not even looking at Ryou as he went over to the couch and sat down.
"I... I'm not," Ryou stated, rubbing his aching eyes that were still in fact tearing against his will.
"And I'm not stupid. Tell me why," Bakura ordered as he ran his hands back through his hair.
"You already know why I am..." Ryou replied, sitting down on the arm of the other couch in the room.
"Then why are you crying about that... It's not as if it affects you," the fiend stated, his eyes rising to meet Ryou's.
Ryou shook his head as if in disbelief, "Of course it affects me Bakura. It m-"
"Ry please... I don't want to talk about it. I've got a fucking headache and I can't be arsed to listen," Bakura said, more bitterly than he intended it to be.
Ryou frowned slightly, "Fine... I know when my company's not wanted," the light stated in a hurt tone as he got up to leave.
"I said I didn't want to talk about it, not for you to go," Bakura stated.
"Well I don't want to be here if you don't want to talk about it, because like I said, it does affect me and I want to tell you why, but if you can't be arsed then I'll go," the lighter half hissed as he went to the door.
"Ryou."
"What?" the hikari snapped.
Bakura opened his mouth to speak, but what he wanted to say never reached his lips, "...Forget it."
"My point exactly..." Ryou muttered, a cold look in his eyes before he turned, his footsteps heard running upstairs to their room.
Bakura ran his hands back through his hair again as he sighed with frustration, he most certainly wasn't in the mood for an argument, but he knew one was coming judging by Ryou's vulnerable mood. The fiend groaned slightly in annoyance as he gathered himself to his feet and started to make his way upstairs, growling when the tabby ran past his ankle.
"Why did I give him that..." Bakura muttered to himself as he went to the bedroom door, slowly pushing it open and stepping inside.
Sorrow filled eyes trailed over to the door to see his other half step inside, and he sighed softly before going back to staring outside into the darkness of the night.
The Albino didn't say anything to Ryou; he just went into his normal routine and made his way past his lighter half into the small bathroom connected to their room.
After a few minutes passed, Bakura came out of the bathroom, shirtless and belt undone as he sat down on the bed. He wouldn't usually walk around with his torso showing but now Ryou knew about the marks, he couldn't care less.
Seeing the colour of flesh in the corner of his eyes, Ryou glanced over at Bakura to see him with his back to him and he bit his lip slightly when his depths made out the faint lines of the scars on his dark's back.
Just say it Bakura... You need to know why... the Yami thought to himself as he took in a deep breath.
"...Why does it affect you?" Bakura finally asked.
"It doesn't affect me..." Ryou replied as he let one leg dangle down from the windowsill and rested the side of his head against the glass, eyes fixed on the night outside.
"Yes it does. You said it yourself now tell me."
"I don't want to..."
Bakura growled to himself, his patience vastly running out from Ryou's childish behaviour.
"Ryou... Tell me," the fiend stated bluntly.
"Why?"
"...Because I want to know."
"You didn't downstairs, what's different from then to now?" Ryou asked, tilting his head to look at the platinum-haired spirit.
"I don't know... But I want to know now," the Yami stated, turning round and looking back at his other half.
"Whatever," Ryou said with a sigh as he brought his legs round so he was sitting forward on the ledge, "...What do you want to know?" he asked, tear tracks still at his cheeks, and Bakura could tell they were new.
"You know that already."
"Fine... It does affect me because you're my Yami."
"And?"
"What do you mean and?" Ryou snapped, shocked his Yami said such a blunt thing.
"And... What does me being your Yami to do with any of this?" Bakura asked.
"Because it does! If someone had been hurting me and doing what I think happened to you then you'd know how I was feeling!" Ryou cried.
The spirit's eyes narrowed as he listened to Ryou.
"Just think about it Bakura. You care about someone, you see them suffering and they refuse to tell you. Then when you finally do get it out of them, it's something you'd never expect. To know someone else was hurting that person you care most about and you couldn't do anything about it. That you didn't even know it was happening!" the hikari stated, tears rolling down his cheeks.
Bakura's eyes saddened slightly as he looked at his lighter half.
"I couldn't have told you Ryou," Bakura said randomly.
"And why not?" the other asked as he climbed down off the ledge and walked over to the wall opposite the bed, leaning against it, awaiting Bakura's answer.
"Because I couldn't."
"Why, were you too heartless to tell the person who's meant to be the closest to you?" Ryou asked emotionlessly.
Bakura growled at Ryou's comment, and it took a lot of his will to just shrug it off. "No... I was, protecting you."
"Protecting me? From what?" the hikari asked almost in a humoured tone.
Hearing Ryou talk to him like that triggered something inside of Bakura. "Don't talk to me like that hikari, you don't know half the shit and your acting as if you know everything there is to know," he hissed.
Ryou's eyes widened slightly as Bakura's sudden bitterness, "What were you protecting me from then?"
"Marik," Bakura stated.
"Marik?"
"Yes Marik. If I told anyone he said he'd go after them. So yes hikari, I was protecting you from Marik, because like you said yourself, you're the closest person to me so I didn't want you to get hurt," the Albino said and it was him who was emotionless now as he stood to his feet.
"But you didn't care when Marik was around. You were cold, mean, you didn't give a crap about me," Ryou stated, looking at his Yami with disbelief.
"Shut up!" Bakura suddenly yelled.
"Ba-"
"Shut the fuck up with all this 'you were cold' shit Ryou!"
"But it's true! You couldn't care less about anything but yourself and the damn Items back then!" the hikari shouted back, even though he was starting to get scared.
"You say I'm heartless and I don't care but how the fuck would you know hikari?! How would you know that I was acting like I hated you so Marik wouldn't waste his time on you because he thought I couldn't care less about you?! How would you know that I feel more and more like shit after every day from what I've done for you?! And hikari, how would you know that I wish every damn day I could take it all back?!" Bakura blurted out, his fists clenched at his sides.
"I... I..."
"You wouldn't would you?! You wouldn't know about all that because your too busy thinking I'm heartless and I'm not capable of any other feelings apart from hate and anger!" the fiend yelled as he moved up close to Ryou, backing him against the wall. "Well guess what Ryou, I can feel things other than hate and anger want to know why? Because I love you! But you wouldn't realise that because you were to wrapped up in how you felt you didn't bother to even wonder how I was feeling!"
Ryou's mouth instantly dropped open as he started at his Yami. His lower lip trembling from fear, shock and the tears that still streamed from his eyes. He couldn't take it anymore, finding out so many things he had no clue about hurt him too much, and in such a short space of time. The light skipped a breath as his tears worsened, a small whimper escaping him when he averted his chocolate depths to the floor. The tears dropped from his eyes straight to the floor, as he looked down, unable to speak or even look at the fiend before him.
Bakura stared at the crying light, feeling so guilty for putting through all of this. He never meant to make him cry, he never meant to hurt him the way he was. He had to tell him the other reason he didn't tell him, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. To tell Ryou he kept all his feelings hidden with hate and anger because he was scared of something so simple as rejection. To tell him that he thought by not telling Ryou, he would be protecting him from himself, but instead, he only hurt him even more.
"Ryou..." Bakura whispered softly, reaching out and lifting his chin up so their eyes met.
"I'm sorry..." Ryou muttered, lifting his head away from Bakura's hands.
A storm of guilt suddenly blew over the Albino making him feel even worse than he already did. "Ry... Why are you sorry?" he asked, both of them suddenly calm as he reached out and brushed his bangs from his eyes.
The hikari stepped back against the wall, "No... I am... Your right I... I assumed all those things about you... Your not heartless... I am..."
Bakura's eyes widened and he pulled his lighter half in an embrace.
"I'm so, so sorry Bakura..." Ryou cried, grasping a fistful of his other halves shirt.
"Shhh... Ryou..." Bakura whispered, lifting his chin again so their eyes met, the two gazing into the others depths, his other hand resting against the wall by Ryou's head."Kura... I-"
The spirit gently putting a finger to his mouth cut off the light. Bakura swallowed hard as he leaned down closer to his hikari.
Ryou began to tremble, not from fear, but from the pure adrenalin from the feeling when his lips lightly brushed against Bakura's. The hikari instantly melted at the sensation as the Yami put one hand on his side, pressing his lips to his in a tender kiss. Ryou moaned softly when his other half licked along his lip for access to his mouth, he wanted to give it so badly, but pure panic began to overwhelm his pleasure and he suddenly pulled back from Bakura.
Bakura's eyes saddened, "Ryou..."
"I'm sorry..." Ryou whispered before ducking under Bakura's arm, and fleeing from the room.
Oooooh so close yet so far... Hmmm.... Hoped you liked that as much as I liked writing it XD
R&R happy-chans!
S4K