A/N: I know, I know, this chapter is short, but trust me, they become progressively longer
as the story goes on. ::grin:: Just be patient. And yes, like the summary says, the rating
will go up eventually, probably reaching R by the tenth chapter, where it'll remain. Still,
for now, I'll keep the rating low.
Enjoy.
GUIDE
/ ... / Ryou to Bakura
... Bakura to Ryou
Blah thoughts
-----
"Bakura! I'm home!" Ryou called from habit as he entered. Most times he didn't receive
a reply, but this wasn't among them.
"Took you damn long enough. I was beginning to think you were backing out," Bakura
said, appearing in the main hall from the kitchen. He leaned against the door frame as
Ryou set his books down and removed his shoes. "You aren't, are you?"
"No, I'm not. Not this time, and not ever again," Ryou replied, padding down the hall
towards him. He went into the kitchen and Bakura followed. "How much time do we
have?"
"About four hours, unless you prefer the morning..." Ryou sent his yami a look. He hated
getting up early and Bakura knew it. "Just asking," the dark replied.
Ryou went about making himself a snack, as he hadn't ate lunch. If he had, if would've
meant he would've had to face the others, something he knew he wouldn't be able to do.
He knew that he would've backed out of the deal at the sight of their down faces. He
couldn't do that anymore; he was tired of always giving in. So it was a bit of a coward's
way out... it's all I am, so why not live up to it?
Because you're my hikari, and if you ever act like a coward I again I will personally beat
the shit out of you, Bakura informed him.
"'Kura, why did you agree to this?" Ryou asked suddenly. His dark only seemed mildly
surprised, probably more with the nickname than the actual question.
"I could ask the same of you," he replied. Ryou sighed.
"I need this. I can't stay here any more. It's too..." he searched for the word, but it was
supplied for him.
"Smothering."
"Yes. It's too smothering here. I don't belong here." Ryou looked up at the darker mirror
of himself. "Neither of us do."
Bakura merely nodded, before leaving. Ryou sighed and sat down at the table, finishing
his snack. He had a lot of sorting and packing to do, and only four hours to do it. He
would wait until morning, except that he was anything but a morning person. I probably
picked that up from him... he stalks around all night and sees morning as bedtime.
I heard that!
/ Well, it's true! / Ryou told him. He received no response, which meant that he had more
or less won this round. He finished up and headed upstairs.
There was a lot to do, and if he didn't do it now... he never would.
A/N: Well, there it is. The first chapter. I honestly hope you guys like this, and if you
don't, feel free to tell me what you don't like about it. Right a review or E-mail if you
wish (it's listed in my bio). I don't mind flames, I just ask that you don't go overboard. A
story is nothing to get worked up over, because it's just that-- a story.
Either way, I'll be back soon with the next installment. 'Til then.
CrazyAce
as the story goes on. ::grin:: Just be patient. And yes, like the summary says, the rating
will go up eventually, probably reaching R by the tenth chapter, where it'll remain. Still,
for now, I'll keep the rating low.
Enjoy.
GUIDE
/ ... / Ryou to Bakura
... Bakura to Ryou
Blah thoughts
-----
"Bakura! I'm home!" Ryou called from habit as he entered. Most times he didn't receive
a reply, but this wasn't among them.
"Took you damn long enough. I was beginning to think you were backing out," Bakura
said, appearing in the main hall from the kitchen. He leaned against the door frame as
Ryou set his books down and removed his shoes. "You aren't, are you?"
"No, I'm not. Not this time, and not ever again," Ryou replied, padding down the hall
towards him. He went into the kitchen and Bakura followed. "How much time do we
have?"
"About four hours, unless you prefer the morning..." Ryou sent his yami a look. He hated
getting up early and Bakura knew it. "Just asking," the dark replied.
Ryou went about making himself a snack, as he hadn't ate lunch. If he had, if would've
meant he would've had to face the others, something he knew he wouldn't be able to do.
He knew that he would've backed out of the deal at the sight of their down faces. He
couldn't do that anymore; he was tired of always giving in. So it was a bit of a coward's
way out... it's all I am, so why not live up to it?
Because you're my hikari, and if you ever act like a coward I again I will personally beat
the shit out of you, Bakura informed him.
"'Kura, why did you agree to this?" Ryou asked suddenly. His dark only seemed mildly
surprised, probably more with the nickname than the actual question.
"I could ask the same of you," he replied. Ryou sighed.
"I need this. I can't stay here any more. It's too..." he searched for the word, but it was
supplied for him.
"Smothering."
"Yes. It's too smothering here. I don't belong here." Ryou looked up at the darker mirror
of himself. "Neither of us do."
Bakura merely nodded, before leaving. Ryou sighed and sat down at the table, finishing
his snack. He had a lot of sorting and packing to do, and only four hours to do it. He
would wait until morning, except that he was anything but a morning person. I probably
picked that up from him... he stalks around all night and sees morning as bedtime.
I heard that!
/ Well, it's true! / Ryou told him. He received no response, which meant that he had more
or less won this round. He finished up and headed upstairs.
There was a lot to do, and if he didn't do it now... he never would.
A/N: Well, there it is. The first chapter. I honestly hope you guys like this, and if you
don't, feel free to tell me what you don't like about it. Right a review or E-mail if you
wish (it's listed in my bio). I don't mind flames, I just ask that you don't go overboard. A
story is nothing to get worked up over, because it's just that-- a story.
Either way, I'll be back soon with the next installment. 'Til then.
CrazyAce