deliciae
"Amor in aeternum: Forever Love": Chapter 3~*~
deliciae: Ah, well, um… I guess, I should thank those who reviewed. ^_^ Thank you, Bakuraluva and Starlit Hope. Um, Muse has forbidden me to give plushies… so here's a Bakura sticker. I also tried to somewhat use Bakuraluva's idea… I hope it worked.
Muse: 'playing with plushies' Good plushies… 'Grins evilly, but phone interrupts the grin. Answers, and eyes suddenly widen'
deliciae: Hmm. I don't like where this is going…
Muse: 'cusses out the phone' Quit callin' me!!!! _ Darn it! 'Hangs up'
deliciae: Who was it?
Muse: 'shrugs' O.o I don't know… they called and wanted to talk to you…
deliciae: Muse… Oh, well. On with the fic.
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Disclaimer: If I owned it, you would know.
Warning: OOC-ness. Yaoi. Don't like, don't read, don't flame. Simple as that. Some Anzu-bashing.
Pairings: Yami x Bakura; Ryou x Yugi
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A drop of sweat trickled down the almost-albino's face, fearing the reaction of the group. But whatever the outcome was to be, Yugi would stand by him, and he would stand by Yugi, even if it meant leaving Domino. Grandpa's eyes were fixed on his grandson, but occasionally flicked to Ryou, as anticipation mounted.
The tri-haired light swallowed nervously, afraid of the reaction once he professed his love for another man—for Ryou. The pressure was thick, the air dense, and time stood still as Yugi uttered the gentle words that changed everything. "We're… in love."
Ryou's pale lithe hand took that of Yugi's, as they waited for the response. At first the group didn't register the soft words; then shock, disbelief, horror filled their expressions. "Did… I hear that right?" Grandpa said, his voice full of uncertainty. Both hikaris nodded, and that seemed to break the calmness.
The elder man sputtered indignantly, horrified by his grandson's preference. "You… you…" He glared daggers at Ryou, almost blaming him for this. Anzu looked accusingly at both hikaris, then she said in a waspish tone, "I knew it. I knew Yugi was a fag…" Anzu stood, and stepped closer to the pair, her face dark with malice and disgust. "I knew it…" She began to raise a manicured hand, ready to slap Yugi, yet she was unable to swing her hand. She looked in shock, at the tanned hand clutching her arm, then her gaze traveled up the arm, to who it was. "Yami?"
Both Grandpa and Anzu looked at him in surprise, and then kind of cowered as Bakura stepped next to Yami. The sneer upon the dark demon's face did nothing to calm their fear, but anger and spite began to overrun their emotions once again. "Let me go!" Anzu cried, as she struggled to free her arm. "No. You will not hurt my hikari more." Dark shadow magic swirled around the tri-haired monarch's frame.
Jou looked on, his gaze expressionless. However, he was there to support his best friend in times like this, and it didn't matter to him what Yugi was; Yugi was the same to him no matter what the small boy's preference. Even though, Jou wasn't ready to step between an angered yami and the one who angered him, so he leaned against the wall and watched. As for Honda, he had exited the Game Shop after the declaration, fearing the confrontation that he knew would happen between the groups.
The sound of flesh meeting flesh jerked everyone's attention to where Grandpa stood, rubbing his hand. Ryou had Yugi held in his arms, and his face was partially hidden in the tri-colored locks. But a vibrant handprint was seen on the albino-like youth's cheek, as a couple tears trickled from both hikaris' eyes.
"I have no grandson!" Grandpa bellowed, his face blood red, colored by all the tension and anger within. Yugi's frame shook; the whispered words of reassurance by Ryou went unheard. Anzu slipped away from Yami's hold, and stood by the sidelines, fearing somewhat for her life.
Both Yami and Bakura stepped forward. The crimson-eyed pharaoh looked at the elderly man, and uttered simple words, "You have no grandson because you are not worthy of him." Grandpa seemed to loose the hold on his anger, and began to calm down somewhat. "Your grandson is more than you'll ever be. He is more courageous, friendly, and supportive than you'd ever be. I'm proud to have him as my hikari." With that said, Yami exited the room to collect Yugi and Ryou's belongings from their shared bedroom.
Bakura sneered at the two 'traitors,' those who had promised to support Yugi, and had bailed on him at the first chance. Quietness filled the room, with the occasional murmur from Ryou and whimper from Yugi. Grandpa stared indifferently at the wall, lost in his thoughts, and Anzu appeared bored as she studied her nails. Finally Bakura decided to break the silence, as he laughed darkly, almost villainously, at the group.
Ryou jumped slightly, and looked with widened eyes at his yami. Anzu looked horrified at the sight of Ryou's dark half, who was grinning manically. "You've done it now, you know. You've angered the Pharaoh. It's too bad you're going to the Shadow Realm… I really would've given you a nice punishment." Anzu paled, and moved further away. "You wouldn't. Yami won't let you send me away; he loves me too much."
Bakura's left eye began to twitch, as he stared at her incredulously. She didn't seem to notice, as she went off on a friendship/love spiel about Yami and her. Finally Yami appeared back in the room, with a couple boxes in his arms. "'Kura, if you could, can you grab the rest?" Bakura seemed only too happy to oblige as he sprinted from the room and Anzu, who still was ranting, not noticing her audience's disappearance. Yami sweat-dropped at most of the ideas, then shook his head. 'Poor fool…'
Ryou and Yugi seemed oblivious to the one-sided chatter, as Yugi had fallen into a doze in Ryou's arms, and Ryou was content to just watch Yugi slumber. Ryou had sat back down, and continued to cuddle Yugi, where the smaller duelist fell asleep. Tear streaks stained the sleeping youth's cheeks, and Yami sighed. He hated seeing his innocent half in pain, and Yami knew Yugi was suffering from all this.
Bakura returned to the room, with the other boxes in his arms, and looked at Ryou. "Let's go, Ryou." The youth smiled lightly, glad to leave the home that no longer wanted them. He gently shook Yugi awake, and the small duelist yawned. "We're going home, Yugi."
Comprehension dawned, and the large, innocent, lavender orbs dimmed with unshed tears, but he nodded. The two lovers stood, and walked towards the exit, only to be stopped by Grandpa's voice behind them. They did not turn around as Grandpa uttered angrily, "Yugi… I can never forgive you for this. I never expected…" His voice broke, and the sound of glass shattering echoed through the living room, as a vase met the wall. Yugi knew that this chapter of his life was over, and another, more happier, one was awaiting him, with Ryou.
Anzu glared at Yugi and Ryou, before she screeched at them, "You fags! I hate you, Yugi, but you're going to hell anyways. I never really did care about you; I only had to fake concern to be able to get close to Yami!" It was like a knife to the heart for Yugi; tears slid from his tightly closed violet eyes. Yami's crimson eyes narrowed at the brunette girl as she continued her rant against the small duelist. Ryou quickly led Yugi from the room, and downstairs into the Game Shop, with Jou in tow, who tried comforting the tri-haired boy.
"You are an idiot," Bakura muttered, his voice dark and sadistic. Anzu's sucked in her breath, and her blue eyes went wide. Instead of moving closer, the white-haired thief moved towards the door, where Yami stood, looking angered. The dancer-wannabe shivered at the intensity of the cold gaze the ancient monarch bestowed, and she looked away hurriedly, fearing that she was about to go to the Shadow Realm.
"Oh Anzu?" Yami's voice was sickeningly sweet, and the girl looked up, hope brightening her eyes. She looked on, wondering, as the two yamis stepped close, then leaned towards one another. As their lips touched, Anzu blinked, unbelieving the sight before her. There was no way Yami was kissing Bakura; he hated Bakura, and loved her, right? Breaking apart the two smirked at the stunned brunette, and the pale-skinned demon's canines flashed in a mocking laugh.
Suddenly the perfect world that she had envisioned fell apart, much like the vase that had shattered against the wall. Slivers of her dream captured her mind, and she chuckled sadly. She had realized that this was worse than anything else, even being sent to the Shadow Realm. She was trapped in the eternal punishment game, and it was her own making.
Yami looked on, then turned away, feeling too much pity for the brokenhearted girl that had betrayed his light's friendship. Bakura leaned in close, and whispered, "Don't worry…" Blonde bangs swayed as the crimson-eyed male nodded his head, and followed his love down into the Game Shop. A thump sounded behind them once they reached the bottom of the stairs. It had taken quite a while for Anzu to faint from the outcome.
Honda had returned, and was, along with Jou, proclaiming their support for Yugi and Ryou. Apologies escaped here and there, for "not being there for you, bud" and "I'm sorry I didn't stay." Yugi seemed happier, and Ryou, content, with his arm around his companion.
"Here, Jou. Take this." Yami handed Jou the boxes still in his grasp, and Bakura did the same to Honda. Both boys, however, were most willing to assist. All six stepped out the door, and headed towards Ryou's house.
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TBC.
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deliciae: Hmm. What will happen next?
Muse: 'sarcastic' I don't know…
deliciae: I'm sure you don't. 'Cellphone rings' Uh oh… O.O 'Answers'
Muse: 'grabs plushies and tries to hide'
deliciae: 'hangs up' Muuusssseee… You're going to get it. But anyways, what do you, the readers, think will happen? I'm stuck in a writer's block, and I can't even figure out a next chapter for this, or "I Return to You"… 'Sighs' But if you'd be so kind, please review. I take criticism and compliments. I also take ideas, and will give credit. Now, where did you go, Muse? I need to talk to you about your little joke with MiniMuse…
Muse: 'in hiding' Was the joke the one about where you were going to quit? Was it about the lifelong contract at the North Pole? Was it… 'continues on…'
~Curtains drop~ MiniMuse standing, holding the cord to the curtains. A piercing scream, from a certain hiding place, echoes through the stage…