Me: Yay! ^_^ Update time!!
Shinu: *wakes up in pile of holo cards* Noo! Mine! My own! My precious... *shifty eyes*
Me: oh my god...she's insane...no more 'Lord of The Rings' sequels for you! *grabs fore-mentioned DVD case and once again whips out yami's faithful katana*
Shinu: noooo! You can't do that to me!! Not your muse!
'Leanne: *arrives* oh no... Hikari!! Leave Shinu alone right now! *mutters* How'd she get that, anyway? I could have sworn...
Shinu: (*-*)
Me: *bows to readers* thanks to all who reviewed last chappie! Eh heh...it seems that I've fallen behind in thanking people...do that next chappie...I hope...
Disclaimer: *runs in with a giant battle axe, screaming random war cries against all who do not posess Yu-Gi-Oh!, Lord of the Rings, or Gundam Wing* You are all condemmed to write on fanfiction sites forever!! Wha ha ha ha!!
Warning: *jogs over, panting, and promptly wallops Disclaimer over head in a violent matter* gasp, wheeze...shonen-ai, implied yaoi, slightly OOC Bakura, and a very yarou-ish Marik...*passes out*
*
"I'm here, it's alright, tenshi. You're safe. You're safe with me." He cooed softly into his ear. Ryou pressed himself into the worried yami's chest, shaking uncontrollably while his tears freely cascaded down his bruised cheeks. Bakura carried the broken light towards his room.
Dressing Ryou in some flannel pajamas, he carefully set him onto the bed. Bakura moved his arm slightly, allowing him to sit beside Ryou. Taking a breath, Bakura worried about the reaction of the question he was about to ask.
"Ryou..." The hikari looked up wearily. "What happened, exactly?" Turning away with sorrowful eyes, Ryou tried to hold back more tears at the horrible memory. "Please tell me."
"What... what do ...you think....h..happened?"
"Well, what exactly happened? What did Marik do to get you to this state?" Bakura lay down with his hikari, pulling him into his chest; stroking his hair. "Please tell me."
Ryou collected himself and decided to get it over with. "He...he asked me to go over to him after the movie was done. I-I didn't want to, so he came over himself and grabbed my shirt..." Ryou searched for Bakura's waiting hand. "He had pushed me...to the ground and...and...ripped my shirt off. Oh, yami, I was so scared!" Ryou burst into tears again, trying to fend off the flashback.
Bakura closed his eyes and when he reopened them, you could almost see his anger reflected in his pupils as a wavering flame. He firmly wrapped his arms around the shaking hikari. Marik was going to pay. Dearly. No one put his light into a state like this a got away in less than six pieces.
After a few minutes, Ryou seemed to calm down a bit more. "It's over and you're here. That's all that matters to me now. But, why Bakura? Why did Marik do that?"
"I...I wish I knew the answer to that, Ryou. I really do." Holding his hikari in his trembling arms, Bakura started to cry.
*3 days later*
Bakura had just woken up; his hikari was quietly snoring beside him. Ever since that unfortunate day, Ryou had always wanted his yami beside him while he slept. That's why Bakura didn't want to get out of bed right now, just in case Ryou woke and found him not there. This had happened the first morning, and Bakura had to rush upstairs to stop Ryou from freaking. He didn't want to upset his tenshi, so he lay in bed until Ryou woke, playing with his tenshi's hair.
When Ryou woke up, he saw Bakura lying in bed beside him, eyes closed, and appearing asleep. The yami opened his eyes and, seeing that his koi was awake, pulled him into his chest and buried his face in his light's hair, taking in the scent. He stroked the albino's silky hair; Ryou purring at the touch. Bakura slowly started to undo his tenshi's shirt.
"You don't mind do you?" the yami asked.
"If you don't take it too far." Ryou looked up at him with awaiting eyes.
"I'm only going to take your shirt off." With that, Bakura fully removed Ryou's pajama top, and flipped the tenshi over so they were both face-up; him underneath Ryou. He moved the flaxen locks of hair away from the hikari's neck and started to tenderly kiss the pale skin. Ryou cooed with each kiss, with Bakura moving down his neck, then to his back, coming back around his frail waist and placing kisses up Ryou's heaving chest. When their heads were level again, the dark looked lovingly upon his hikari with trusting eyes and placed his lips firmly on the boy's, pleading for entrance. Ryou let him in, and Bakura caressed the roof of his lover's mouth with his searching tongue, tasting the unique flavor belonging to the tenshi.
Placing one arm firmly around Ryou's waist, he started to trace small circles on his light's smooth back. They parted, needing to breathe; Ryou now purring from the back of his throat at the dark's gentle caress.
"I love you, hikari. I always will. No one could ever do anything to make me feel any different about you," the yami said, fighting back tears. "You remember that, okay?"
"I love you too, 'Kura." They lay there for awhile, Ryou thinking back to that day when Bakura had first come home for him. Looking over at the calander clock told the hikari that it was about 7:30, Monday. "'Kura?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm hungry..."
Sweatdropping slightly at the comment, Bakura started to sit up, but Ryou dragged him back down onto their bed, landing on his back. Bakura rolled his eyes. "What would you like?" He wondered aloud.
"You." Ryou gave his koibito puppy-dog eyes and cuddled up to him again.
"Sorry, that's not on the menu, hun. But maybe later." At that remark, the dark one stood up with his hikari clinging to him. "Ryou."
"What?"
"Get offa me." Ugh, more puppy-dog eyes.
"Mo," Ryou whined. "Me wanna stay wit my 'Kura."
Giving off a humungous sweatdrop, Bakura replied, "You sound like a chibi, Ryou. Why are you acting like Yugi?" He suddenly pulled a strange face and wiped his mouth off with his free arm. "Eew, you wouldn't actually be the little twerp?"
"No, you bakayarou."
"Whaddyacallin'me!?!?!"
"A bakayarou. You know. An idiotic, stupid bastard," Ryou replied with a sadistically crooked eyebrow and an amused smile. "And you sound like Jonouchi."
"Fine," Bakura pouted. "I'm convinced. But you're asking for it after school, Ryou." Giggling, the tenshi looked up at his sighing other half with a hyper look in his eyes.
*11pm*
The two albinos sat together on the couch as 'Gundam: Endless Waltz' ended. Bakura looked over at his lover and noticed a sad but confused look on his face.
"What's wrong, Ryou?" he inquired.
"I dunno..." was the reply. "I am a bit tired, though."
"Okay, I'll put the movie away. You go get changed."
Ryou trudged upstairs, Bakura close behind him. They got changed and Ryou cuddled up to his other for a deserved night's rest.
"Did you actually put the movie away?"
"No."
*Dream Sequence, Ryou's P.O.V.*
I could feel something next to my nude body. I couldn't see. Only feel, hear, smell, and touch. I felt different, though. It was something that I had felt faintly before, but it wasn't as powerful as it was now. I reached up, and moved my hand along the surface of the object, which was warm lying next to me. It had curves, and many other features. It was human. It's last feature was strangly familiar. Long, fluffy hair.
The person stirred. "Tenshi." It was definatly a he. A he with a rough, husky voice...I've heard it before. "Shiroi tenshi.(a/n: white angel)" Shiroi tenshi...what did it mean? It seemed that I had totally fallen into my first language, English, and couldn't understand what he was trying to say at all.
He ran his comforting hand through my hair. "Do ka, shimashite ka (what's the matter?)...Ryou?" Ryou...that's my name, isn't it? Who is this? Whoever he was, I felt totally safe around him, whether I could understand him or not.
A sharp intake of breath; he was ontop of me. But...I'm not scared. Brushing his lips against mine; it felt so right. Who is this? Soft hair fell around the frame of my face. I tilted my head up, catching the sweet kiss with my anticipating lips. Feeling my chest against his...I know him. It's so familliar...this feeling. Why can't I remember?
"Koibito (lover), onegai shimasu (please). Ogenki desu ka (What's wrong?). Onegai. Watakushi wa ni hanashita (speak to me)." He stroked my cheek with loving fingers. What was he saying?
"I...I can't understand you...who are you?"
"Watashi iie, wakarimasen (I don't understand you)." Rubbing his nose against mine, I tried to comprehend what he was trying to say. Why couldn't I? What language was he speaking? He slipped off of me, clutching to my side. Could he see me?
//Nihongo...// What? I did I have a mental link with this person? He replied to my question. I don't know what he said, but I knew he was trying to help me remember, somehow. Nihongo...is...is... Japanese, right? Yeah, that's it. He was Japanese...and I was too, wasn't I?
He cupped his hand to my chin, pulling me into another kiss. His name...it was...
"Ba-"
*End Dream.*
"-Kura?" The startled tenshi awoke with a start. What had that dream meant? Did it mean anything at all? Or everything? Could that have been some sort of test? Ryou turned over, and saw him. Bakura was stirring slightly, and turned over so he wasn't facing him anymore. The angel stared at him, the whole time a feeling ever so slight was growing in himself. It was the same feeling he felt in the dream. Ai (love); lust for Bakura's body. As it took the light over, he reached around his dark and tried to slip off his top. In this process he awoke, drowsy at first but as he realized what his light was doing, he became more conscious.
"What are you doing Ryou?" His startled yami hissed.
"What does it look like?" Ryou replied slyly as he cuddled up to Bakura's bare chest. "I just want..you."
He blinked, comprehending what Ryou had said. "Are you sure you want to do this..... you can't be ready..."
"I...I am. Marik almost took it from me, but..I want to give myself, to you." He cautiously replied. At this, he slid out of his own shirt, and pressed himself up to Bakura.
"...Ryou...are you sure?"
He nodded. It took a lot of courage to ask, but Ryou was sure. "I'm-I'm fine. I'm not weak anymore, Bakura."
Bakura shook his head. "You never were. I was. To weak to face my past...but...if you feel uncomfortable at all, please tell me." The tenshi nodded again. He wouldn't ask for something he hadn't thought through. "Ryou?"
"I'm fine." Ryou slid his pale arm around the base of his dark's waist. "I love you."
~longing for love~
*
"You screwed the kid?!?!"
"Shut up, Mae! Bakura busted the door before I could do anything like that!" He turned around, folding his arms over each other. "The plan's not completly severed, anyway. You can take my place."
*
Me: well, that was longer then I expected, anyway. At least I finally updated...
'Leanne: took you long enough though
Bakura: ^^ yay! My light likes me again!!
Ryou: there was a point of the story when I didn't like you?
Me: ...you were in the beginning, weren't you?
Ryou: no...THAT was my carbon copy. Why? What happened?
Me: ^^;; right...well, I think I'll just redo the beginning then. And Baku-chan's flashback. A bit too violent, don't ya think?
'Leanne: well, hurry up! You also have to send piccies to reviewers too! 'Member?
Me: oh yeah! Okay, we can do one of many things...I:
a) Can go re-write chapter one and three
b) Stick my head in the freezer
c) Forget about this story and delete it
d) Write chapter three of Kept In The Dark
e) Throw evil Window's Media Player at random shonen-ai-haters
f) Chuck my notebook and computer out the window
g) Roast marshmallows with reminants of burned homework/science project
h) Start another story
i) Strangle my brother
Shinu: *wakes up in pile of holo cards* Noo! Mine! My own! My precious... *shifty eyes*
Me: oh my god...she's insane...no more 'Lord of The Rings' sequels for you! *grabs fore-mentioned DVD case and once again whips out yami's faithful katana*
Shinu: noooo! You can't do that to me!! Not your muse!
'Leanne: *arrives* oh no... Hikari!! Leave Shinu alone right now! *mutters* How'd she get that, anyway? I could have sworn...
Shinu: (*-*)
Me: *bows to readers* thanks to all who reviewed last chappie! Eh heh...it seems that I've fallen behind in thanking people...do that next chappie...I hope...
Disclaimer: *runs in with a giant battle axe, screaming random war cries against all who do not posess Yu-Gi-Oh!, Lord of the Rings, or Gundam Wing* You are all condemmed to write on fanfiction sites forever!! Wha ha ha ha!!
Warning: *jogs over, panting, and promptly wallops Disclaimer over head in a violent matter* gasp, wheeze...shonen-ai, implied yaoi, slightly OOC Bakura, and a very yarou-ish Marik...*passes out*
*
"I'm here, it's alright, tenshi. You're safe. You're safe with me." He cooed softly into his ear. Ryou pressed himself into the worried yami's chest, shaking uncontrollably while his tears freely cascaded down his bruised cheeks. Bakura carried the broken light towards his room.
Dressing Ryou in some flannel pajamas, he carefully set him onto the bed. Bakura moved his arm slightly, allowing him to sit beside Ryou. Taking a breath, Bakura worried about the reaction of the question he was about to ask.
"Ryou..." The hikari looked up wearily. "What happened, exactly?" Turning away with sorrowful eyes, Ryou tried to hold back more tears at the horrible memory. "Please tell me."
"What... what do ...you think....h..happened?"
"Well, what exactly happened? What did Marik do to get you to this state?" Bakura lay down with his hikari, pulling him into his chest; stroking his hair. "Please tell me."
Ryou collected himself and decided to get it over with. "He...he asked me to go over to him after the movie was done. I-I didn't want to, so he came over himself and grabbed my shirt..." Ryou searched for Bakura's waiting hand. "He had pushed me...to the ground and...and...ripped my shirt off. Oh, yami, I was so scared!" Ryou burst into tears again, trying to fend off the flashback.
Bakura closed his eyes and when he reopened them, you could almost see his anger reflected in his pupils as a wavering flame. He firmly wrapped his arms around the shaking hikari. Marik was going to pay. Dearly. No one put his light into a state like this a got away in less than six pieces.
After a few minutes, Ryou seemed to calm down a bit more. "It's over and you're here. That's all that matters to me now. But, why Bakura? Why did Marik do that?"
"I...I wish I knew the answer to that, Ryou. I really do." Holding his hikari in his trembling arms, Bakura started to cry.
*3 days later*
Bakura had just woken up; his hikari was quietly snoring beside him. Ever since that unfortunate day, Ryou had always wanted his yami beside him while he slept. That's why Bakura didn't want to get out of bed right now, just in case Ryou woke and found him not there. This had happened the first morning, and Bakura had to rush upstairs to stop Ryou from freaking. He didn't want to upset his tenshi, so he lay in bed until Ryou woke, playing with his tenshi's hair.
When Ryou woke up, he saw Bakura lying in bed beside him, eyes closed, and appearing asleep. The yami opened his eyes and, seeing that his koi was awake, pulled him into his chest and buried his face in his light's hair, taking in the scent. He stroked the albino's silky hair; Ryou purring at the touch. Bakura slowly started to undo his tenshi's shirt.
"You don't mind do you?" the yami asked.
"If you don't take it too far." Ryou looked up at him with awaiting eyes.
"I'm only going to take your shirt off." With that, Bakura fully removed Ryou's pajama top, and flipped the tenshi over so they were both face-up; him underneath Ryou. He moved the flaxen locks of hair away from the hikari's neck and started to tenderly kiss the pale skin. Ryou cooed with each kiss, with Bakura moving down his neck, then to his back, coming back around his frail waist and placing kisses up Ryou's heaving chest. When their heads were level again, the dark looked lovingly upon his hikari with trusting eyes and placed his lips firmly on the boy's, pleading for entrance. Ryou let him in, and Bakura caressed the roof of his lover's mouth with his searching tongue, tasting the unique flavor belonging to the tenshi.
Placing one arm firmly around Ryou's waist, he started to trace small circles on his light's smooth back. They parted, needing to breathe; Ryou now purring from the back of his throat at the dark's gentle caress.
"I love you, hikari. I always will. No one could ever do anything to make me feel any different about you," the yami said, fighting back tears. "You remember that, okay?"
"I love you too, 'Kura." They lay there for awhile, Ryou thinking back to that day when Bakura had first come home for him. Looking over at the calander clock told the hikari that it was about 7:30, Monday. "'Kura?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm hungry..."
Sweatdropping slightly at the comment, Bakura started to sit up, but Ryou dragged him back down onto their bed, landing on his back. Bakura rolled his eyes. "What would you like?" He wondered aloud.
"You." Ryou gave his koibito puppy-dog eyes and cuddled up to him again.
"Sorry, that's not on the menu, hun. But maybe later." At that remark, the dark one stood up with his hikari clinging to him. "Ryou."
"What?"
"Get offa me." Ugh, more puppy-dog eyes.
"Mo," Ryou whined. "Me wanna stay wit my 'Kura."
Giving off a humungous sweatdrop, Bakura replied, "You sound like a chibi, Ryou. Why are you acting like Yugi?" He suddenly pulled a strange face and wiped his mouth off with his free arm. "Eew, you wouldn't actually be the little twerp?"
"No, you bakayarou."
"Whaddyacallin'me!?!?!"
"A bakayarou. You know. An idiotic, stupid bastard," Ryou replied with a sadistically crooked eyebrow and an amused smile. "And you sound like Jonouchi."
"Fine," Bakura pouted. "I'm convinced. But you're asking for it after school, Ryou." Giggling, the tenshi looked up at his sighing other half with a hyper look in his eyes.
*11pm*
The two albinos sat together on the couch as 'Gundam: Endless Waltz' ended. Bakura looked over at his lover and noticed a sad but confused look on his face.
"What's wrong, Ryou?" he inquired.
"I dunno..." was the reply. "I am a bit tired, though."
"Okay, I'll put the movie away. You go get changed."
Ryou trudged upstairs, Bakura close behind him. They got changed and Ryou cuddled up to his other for a deserved night's rest.
"Did you actually put the movie away?"
"No."
*Dream Sequence, Ryou's P.O.V.*
I could feel something next to my nude body. I couldn't see. Only feel, hear, smell, and touch. I felt different, though. It was something that I had felt faintly before, but it wasn't as powerful as it was now. I reached up, and moved my hand along the surface of the object, which was warm lying next to me. It had curves, and many other features. It was human. It's last feature was strangly familiar. Long, fluffy hair.
The person stirred. "Tenshi." It was definatly a he. A he with a rough, husky voice...I've heard it before. "Shiroi tenshi.(a/n: white angel)" Shiroi tenshi...what did it mean? It seemed that I had totally fallen into my first language, English, and couldn't understand what he was trying to say at all.
He ran his comforting hand through my hair. "Do ka, shimashite ka (what's the matter?)...Ryou?" Ryou...that's my name, isn't it? Who is this? Whoever he was, I felt totally safe around him, whether I could understand him or not.
A sharp intake of breath; he was ontop of me. But...I'm not scared. Brushing his lips against mine; it felt so right. Who is this? Soft hair fell around the frame of my face. I tilted my head up, catching the sweet kiss with my anticipating lips. Feeling my chest against his...I know him. It's so familliar...this feeling. Why can't I remember?
"Koibito (lover), onegai shimasu (please). Ogenki desu ka (What's wrong?). Onegai. Watakushi wa ni hanashita (speak to me)." He stroked my cheek with loving fingers. What was he saying?
"I...I can't understand you...who are you?"
"Watashi iie, wakarimasen (I don't understand you)." Rubbing his nose against mine, I tried to comprehend what he was trying to say. Why couldn't I? What language was he speaking? He slipped off of me, clutching to my side. Could he see me?
//Nihongo...// What? I did I have a mental link with this person? He replied to my question. I don't know what he said, but I knew he was trying to help me remember, somehow. Nihongo...is...is... Japanese, right? Yeah, that's it. He was Japanese...and I was too, wasn't I?
He cupped his hand to my chin, pulling me into another kiss. His name...it was...
"Ba-"
*End Dream.*
"-Kura?" The startled tenshi awoke with a start. What had that dream meant? Did it mean anything at all? Or everything? Could that have been some sort of test? Ryou turned over, and saw him. Bakura was stirring slightly, and turned over so he wasn't facing him anymore. The angel stared at him, the whole time a feeling ever so slight was growing in himself. It was the same feeling he felt in the dream. Ai (love); lust for Bakura's body. As it took the light over, he reached around his dark and tried to slip off his top. In this process he awoke, drowsy at first but as he realized what his light was doing, he became more conscious.
"What are you doing Ryou?" His startled yami hissed.
"What does it look like?" Ryou replied slyly as he cuddled up to Bakura's bare chest. "I just want..you."
He blinked, comprehending what Ryou had said. "Are you sure you want to do this..... you can't be ready..."
"I...I am. Marik almost took it from me, but..I want to give myself, to you." He cautiously replied. At this, he slid out of his own shirt, and pressed himself up to Bakura.
"...Ryou...are you sure?"
He nodded. It took a lot of courage to ask, but Ryou was sure. "I'm-I'm fine. I'm not weak anymore, Bakura."
Bakura shook his head. "You never were. I was. To weak to face my past...but...if you feel uncomfortable at all, please tell me." The tenshi nodded again. He wouldn't ask for something he hadn't thought through. "Ryou?"
"I'm fine." Ryou slid his pale arm around the base of his dark's waist. "I love you."
~longing for love~
*
"You screwed the kid?!?!"
"Shut up, Mae! Bakura busted the door before I could do anything like that!" He turned around, folding his arms over each other. "The plan's not completly severed, anyway. You can take my place."
*
Me: well, that was longer then I expected, anyway. At least I finally updated...
'Leanne: took you long enough though
Bakura: ^^ yay! My light likes me again!!
Ryou: there was a point of the story when I didn't like you?
Me: ...you were in the beginning, weren't you?
Ryou: no...THAT was my carbon copy. Why? What happened?
Me: ^^;; right...well, I think I'll just redo the beginning then. And Baku-chan's flashback. A bit too violent, don't ya think?
'Leanne: well, hurry up! You also have to send piccies to reviewers too! 'Member?
Me: oh yeah! Okay, we can do one of many things...I:
a) Can go re-write chapter one and three
b) Stick my head in the freezer
c) Forget about this story and delete it
d) Write chapter three of Kept In The Dark
e) Throw evil Window's Media Player at random shonen-ai-haters
f) Chuck my notebook and computer out the window
g) Roast marshmallows with reminants of burned homework/science project
h) Start another story
i) Strangle my brother