Only Darkness Can Bring Out Light
I've decided to write a RyouXBakura ficcy. And I think I'll leave it up to you to vote whether or not I should make thisan intense Yaoi fic or just some shonen ai fluff. I need guidance!
Disclaimer: I dont own YGO
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Ryou ran toward Bakura, they were alone in a meadow and embraced each other. Bakura relaxed his arms a bit and whispered softly into Ryou's ear, "Ryou, I beep, love, beep, beep, beep." Ryou looked at Bakura kind of funny, but Bakura was not there, and the persistent beeping went on and would not stop.
Ryou woke with a start, it was just a dream. He turned of his alarm clock and went to the bathroom. He looked into the mirror as he washed his face. Why am I having these kind of dreams, what's wrong with me, am I gay? He shivered at the thought, and then he dried his face and changed into his school uniform. He ran downstairs and made toast. He could still hear Bakura snoring loudly upstairs. I have been having so much off these kinds of dreams lately, he thought. But Bakura never says, "I love you" because the alarm clock always interrupts him. He was immersed in his thoughts when the toaster dinged and popped up. He took the toast, grabbed his bag and a jacket and ran out the door into the bleakly gray day to find Yugi, Tea, Joey, and Serenity.
"Good morning, guys!" He looked around, "Hey, it snowed last night!" Ryou smiled at them. No one answered back.
Joey yawned widely, and stared at Ryou in wonder, "How can you be sooo…gay in the morning."
Ryou stopped at this, "What, gay? What? What?!"
"Jeez, Ryou, gay can also mean happy. You, of all people, should know that."
"Oh."
Nobody was awake.
"Well, why are you always so sleepy in the morning?" After walking a few blocks, Ryou managed to get a slight, "M-morning ," from Yugi. They stopped at Duke's house to pick up Duke and Tristan, who had stayed over to try out the latest dungeon dice monsters game that Duke had made. They were far from awake. When they reached Domino High. They went on their separate ways, Ryou having science with Yuugi first period, went to the labs. On their way there, Ryou noticed for the first time in his life how many times the word "Gay" appeared in the hallways.
"Dude, that's so gay."
"That's whack, man, Mrs. Toomo is so gay."
"Oh my god, you're so gay!"
They finally reached the labs and Ryou went rushing in and sat down in his seat, Yugi, looking at him weirdly, sat down next to him. "Why are you so jumpy today, Ryou?"
"Hmm?" Ryou was still thinking about the chain of dreams he had.
"Are you feeling ok?"
"Oh, yeah, of course, I'm fine."
"Good morning class!" Mrs. Toomo's cheery voice boomed through the classroom.
"Good morning, Mrs. Toomo."
"Guess what? I have a surprise for you today! A pop quiz!"
There were numerous groans from the class, but Mrs. Toomo seemed to be feeding of off their pain. Ryou sighed, this was going to be a long day…
He was lucky in some classes…
"Ryou! PAY ATTENTION!!!!" His trigonometry teacher glared at him.
"What, oh, sorry."
"Ryou, what was I just doing?"
"Um…exponents?"
"Ok, why don't you come up and show the class how to do number four, come on."
Ryou turned red and fished for an excuse, any excuse, "but I don't get it." That remark saved his butt.
"Then I suggest you pay closer attention!!!"
However, he was not so lucky in his history class.
"Ryou? Who was Emperor Okinawa's wife? I just finished lecturing on them, you should know this."
Ryou was silent.
"You don't know, huh? Then I think a detention should teach you."
"But-"
"No 'buts,' Ryou. See you after school."
His physical education class didn't go so well either. The teacher, was in a very bad mood…
"Okay, students you will run until I tell you to stop, Boys and girls go the same way today."
Unfortunately, he never told them to stop, they just kept running and running, and if anyone stopped to walk, the teacher would run with unbelievable speed toward them and the unlucky walker would experience a wrath like no other.
So, by the time school has ended, Ryou was drained. He went to go serve his detention in history class.
"Hello Ryou, I want you to clean all of my overhead transparences. (a/n: I had to do that once, it was not fun) I HATE cleaning them, there's a spray bottle and a roll of paper towels there for you to use, have fun."
Cleaning overhead transparences were far from fun. Ryou's index finger had a patch of lines printed into it by the time he was half way through, and he had to work rather slowly, or else he'll ruin the transparency. His hands were also becoming a little sore from using a damp paper towel to wipe the transparences for so long. By the time he was done, and could leave, his hands felt raw, his legs were sore, and he was very tired.
He walked home alone.
When he got to his neighborhood, he noticed some people had already begun to put up their Christmas lights. He decided to do that as well, despite his weariness. He dug around in the storage closet and found the box that contained the lights. He opened it and went to the front of his house with a ladder. He started nailing hooks into the beam supporting the garage door, so the lights could be propped up on top of them. This went by fairly fast, but when he hung the lights in the hooks, they would always fall off. He tried nailing the wire directly on the beam, but that didn't work. He decided to give up.
He left what he had finished hanging there, and went inside, the bathroom was oddly inviting. He went upstairs and saw that Bakura was not home. He stepped into the bathroom and smiled, the color, light blue, always seemed to relax him it didn't matter which shade of it. All shades seemed to be hanging, or sitting in his bathroom.
He decided to take a bath. He turned on the faucet in the tub and put a CD into the radio next to the tub. Then he chose a scented candle and lit it up, enjoying the aroma that created a comfortable ambience around him. He tried guessing the scent of the candle. He glanced over to the candle and saw that it was periwinkle. Blue Comfort, yeah, that's the one, he thought. (a/n: I like that scent too. It's really a scent, I didn't make it up --;)
He saw that the tub was not quite filled yet. So he went to get a change of clothes to change into after he was done. When he came back, he turned off the faucet, stripped off his clothes and got in. The warm water gently caressed his body. Ryou took a deep breath and felt the most relaxed than he had ever been since the last time he did this.
But today, he felt especially tired. The glow illuminating from the candles made him feel sleepy, and combined with warm water and relaxing music, he was soon overtaken by a deep and dreamless sleep.
Bakura stomped home. He had not had a good day as well. He was over at Marik and Malik's house. The three of them climbed a large tree and threw acorns, and… occasionally something bigger, at the people passing by below. But the old lady across the street called the police, and Bakura, Marik, and Malik had to run around the whole neighborhood three million times, until, Marik could process that they wanted him to send the police car to the Shadow Realm, which he finally did. But they were all still very tired and sore and the old lady egged their house. And Bakura had to help CLEAN it, AND, on top of that, Ryou didn't make a lunch for him, so he had to do it himself, by HAND.
As he walked up the driveway, he noticed that there were half finished Christmas lights hanging on one side of the garage door. He decided to ask Ryou about what the lights where about. So he went inside and heard faint, cheesy music coming from the bathroom upstairs. Bakura rolled his eyes. Ryou probably took another bath and forgot to turn off the music, again, he thought. This was never a good sign. I wonder what is causing him to be tired this time, he thought. No, wait, I don't care, I don't care about Ryou. He thought persistently. But a little voice behind him decided to say, "oh, but you do." Bakura cursed at his thoughts and went upstairs. He walked into the bathroom to turn off the radio, and saw his sleeping light, lying in the bathtub, stark naked.
(a/n:I thought that was a good place to stop, but I didn't want to.)
He walked over. Ryou was naked alright. He looked away, but decided he had to wake up Ryou. He turned and couldn't help but to scan Ryou's figure, sleeping in the tub. His mind screamed. Oh my God, what is wrong with me?! Why am I checking out another guy, much less my pathetic hikari. But when he turned around again, he saw Ryou, staring at him, both were unsure what to say.
The first thing Ryou saw when he woke up was Bakura looking at him, at heavens knows where, and for heavens knows how long. After a while of shock between the two of them, Ryou stood up and covered himself with the towel he had folded next to him, he put out the candle and turned off the music. Then he drained the bathtub, which made a loud draining noise. But he was still looking at Bakura, and Bakura was still staring at him.
Ryou spoke first, "How…how long have you been here?!"
Bakura seemed to blink away his shock. "N-n-not very long."
Ryou glanced at the box of lights that Bakura was holding. "So, you found it, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess. What did you want to do to them?"
"Put them up, of course."
"Man, you can't do anything. I'll put them up."
"Yeah, and I'll come out later to see if you did them straight."
"Yeah, whatever." Bakura almost flew out of the bathroom, thankful to have left the very uncomfortable atmosphere inside the bathroom.
Ryou dried himself and put his clothes on. Okay, so Bakura saw me, he thought, that doesn't mean he saw anything though, right? He walked out the door and blushed a little when he saw Bakura on the ladder. What did he see?! Ryou thought. Then he saw Bakura glancing over at him and, but Ryou wasn't sure, but he thought he saw Bakura blush too…
Bakura put the lights up a lot faster than Ryou, and they were sturdier too. And the end result was very nice as well. Except for a few uneven areas here and there. Ryou pointed out the more noticeable ones. Bakura decided to fix them. He moved the ladder up against the garage door again, but he was situated rather far from the uneven area that he had to fix.
"Um, Bakura, I think you should move the ladder a little more to the right."
"Ryou, I'm fine."
"No, you'll fall."
"No, I friggen will not fall!!!!" He reached over and pulled out a nail, then nailed in a bit higher than it was before. Then he threw the wire over the nail again and the lights looked straighter. "See, I told you I wouldn't…" But then Bakura fell off of the ladder, Ryou, went over to cushion Bakura's fall. Ryou landed in a very cold snow slush puddle and got very wet. And against the cold wind, Ryou was freezing. But his main concern was to aid Bakura, who was cut by a stray tree branch and was sporting a rather large gash that almost ran from his shoulder to his elbow. Ryou helped Bakura into the kitchen, which was closer than the bathroom, and washed his cut with warm water and soap, then made him sit at the kitchen table as he got gauze and medicated liquid.
Bakuar waited, his arm was stinging unmercifully, but he barely noticed, he only noticed how fast Ryou responded to his cut, and how he didn't say any smarty ass comments about not moving the ladder. Ryou is a very nice person. And I used to abuse him too, he thought. This brought back a wave of terrible memories, then he remembered, the night that he threw Ryou against a coffee table, the table slid back and crashed into the wall, it dented the wall and Ryou crumbled into a pitiful heap on the floor. And did not wake up. Bakura yelled and kicked at him, but he got no response. He didn't know what to do. He called the emergency room and Ryou recovered there very quickly. But Bakura would never forget the great fear that came over him when he saw Ryou's form lying there, without even the slightest movement that indicated breathing. That was when he decided not to physically abuse Ryou anymore. Bakura looked over to the wall that contained the dent, it was just beyond the kitchen, and it was still there, forever more to remind Bakura of that terrible night…Bakura buried his face in his hand. Then stared at the dent again.
Ryou ran down the stairs, hoping Bakura's wound had not opened up again. When he was able to see the kitchen, he saw Bakura, staring in the direction of the dent in the living room. Ryou sighed; Bakura has been looking at the dent an awful lot lately.
Bakura heard Ryou's footsteps coming into the kitchen. Ryou plopped everything onto the table and dipped a cotton ball into the medicated liquid to clean out Bakura's wound. But Bakura remembered that stuff and before he could stop himself, gave a high-pitched scream. Ryou arched an eyebrow at him. "Is it really that bad?"
For once, Bakura couldn't think of a smart aleck remark to say back at Ryou. He winced when Ryou applied the stinging medicine onto his arm. "Damn Ryou, don't you have something else you can use?"
"Well, maybe if you stopped spending your money on knives, we can afford something else."
"But I love my knives, and I haven't bought a new one for centuries…"
"Two months." Ryou corrected him.
"That's still a long time. Anyway, I think you should give up those soap operas that you buy at the video store."
"Hmph, Watching those are much more wholesome than buying knives."
Bakura opened his mouth to protest, but he saw that Ryou had already covered up his wound with the gauze and tugged at it to make sure it was secure.
Bakura marveled at Ryou's skill. Normally, he would be screaming and yelling for the "stinging evil mother of a tortoise liquid" to go away and stop tormenting him. But he hadn't felt the slightest pain over their money conserving conversation, which Bakura would always get very touchy at and forget about every thing around him. Ryou stood up and smiled. Bakura stared uneasily at Ryou, it was another one of those meaningful pauses. And, before Ryou could stop himself, he asked, "You want me to kiss it better?"
And to his very, very, immense surprise, Bakura nodded. He too seemed unable to believe that he did what he just did.
end chapter
AWWWWWWWWWWWWW…I hope I didn't put you to sleep, I have never really written an obvious romance ficcy. So please review and tell me what you think about it.
Yamibunny: You're pathetic, hikari.
Insomniacbunny: What?! That was so random.
Yamibunny: You need people to say that they read your story.
Insomniacbunny: but it's a nice feeling
Yamibunny: I still think you're pathetic in an infinite number of other ways.
Isomniacbunny: Hmph. Oh yeah, just before I forget, I'd like to say, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanzaa…Whatever you guys celebrate!!! And REVIEW!!!