Unexpected love, unexpected loss.
PG13
Summary: While sitting in the hospital, Bakura remembers all the many great
times he had with his love...And just how they came to be. Bakura/Malik OOC
Future yaoi lemon
Chapter one: Kiss from a rose.
Bakura's POV
I am sitting in the hospital, which has been the only place I have been for the last two months......Although it seems like years since I have been able to do anything but cry....Looking at the small bed, I see the the tortured face of my angel.....His suffering clearly shown.Oh how I hate to see him like this, I want so bad to hear his sweet voice, singing like he often did at home....And I wish I could once again hold him in my arms.....I can still remember the first time we met....
Flashback
Bakura walked silently down the dark street, his dark features blending into the shadows......He then turned and walked into his favorite bar, Midori's....As he entered, he quickly and discretely scoped the room for anyone interesting...And as always, there was no one worth a second glance...Just the same old bums.....He walked over the bar and sat down to order his drink.(A Bloody-Mary, woohoo!) After about an hour of just sitting there daydreaming about when he would play his next prank on tea gardener....He was just about ready to leave....But just as he was downing the last of his drink, someone else entered the bar, rather quietly...Bakura turned to see who it was, expecting just some other bum to stroll in already half drunk...But instead, in walked a strikingly handsome young boy.......Bakura had almost fallen out of his chair, and had to retrain from gasping...' Damn, he's fine...' Bakura thought....The boy walked over to the bar and took the only empty seat left, which just happened to be next to Bakura....As much as he tried Bakura could not help but stare at the boy...The boy was small, but built...He wore a pair of black jeans that clung tightly to his waste, and a tight red top that showed off his tanned chest......As he continued to stare, he didn't realize the boy was checking him out at the same time, until they both looked up and noticed they were caught...The boy turned away hiding a slight blush, but Bakura continued to stare.... "Can I help you?" the boy asked with a slightly annoyed tone. "That depends on what kind of help your givin out." Bakura answered with a smirk. "Well.... None to a stranger." "Ah.... Well my name is Bakura...And what is your name?" "Malik Ishtar." "Well, now I'm not a stranger...So...how old are you then?" "I'm eighteen........And yourself?" "Oh, I'm nineteen.." "Cool." They stopped talking for a few minutes and Malik ordered a drink.... (Margarita on the rocks baby!) Then Bakura made yet another attempt at conversation.. "So, never seen you around here....What brings you to this bum stop?" "Oh....I just wanted to get out of the house for a while....Meet someone new..." "Uh huh...Maybe get laid.." At that Malik nearly choked on his drink....causing Bakura to smirk a little bit... "Excuse me, but what exactly are you implying??" "I'm just kidding...relax" Malik was now bright red, and looking very uneasy.' Why am I so nervous...he was kinda right about he getting laid part.....wait! what am I saying?? I can't be thinking about that....although he is very good looking...' Malik thought...The room to him now seemed like it was on fire...Causing Bakura to chuckle alittle at the sight of the blushing teen.. Three hours later ( and a couple of volcanoes later.) Malik, currently leaning over the trash can for the third time, was obviously feeling like shit....Bakura had decided he liked this kid, and was holding his shoulder length blond hair, back for him....After losing about the last three days of his food, Malik stood up and tried to turn around....but only lost is balance, and almost smacked his face on the ground...But before he hit the ground, and pair of strong arms encircled his waste. "And just where do you think your going?" Bakura asked. "I'm g-going home...wur else..." Malik stated his words slightly slurred form the beer... "Sorry pal....But you can barely walk." "I'll be fine aright...." "Whatever man, your coming to my house end of story." With that said, he scooped the small teen into his arms, and walked out the door towards his house....
End of chapter.....
Chapter one: Kiss from a rose.
Bakura's POV
I am sitting in the hospital, which has been the only place I have been for the last two months......Although it seems like years since I have been able to do anything but cry....Looking at the small bed, I see the the tortured face of my angel.....His suffering clearly shown.Oh how I hate to see him like this, I want so bad to hear his sweet voice, singing like he often did at home....And I wish I could once again hold him in my arms.....I can still remember the first time we met....
Flashback
Bakura walked silently down the dark street, his dark features blending into the shadows......He then turned and walked into his favorite bar, Midori's....As he entered, he quickly and discretely scoped the room for anyone interesting...And as always, there was no one worth a second glance...Just the same old bums.....He walked over the bar and sat down to order his drink.(A Bloody-Mary, woohoo!) After about an hour of just sitting there daydreaming about when he would play his next prank on tea gardener....He was just about ready to leave....But just as he was downing the last of his drink, someone else entered the bar, rather quietly...Bakura turned to see who it was, expecting just some other bum to stroll in already half drunk...But instead, in walked a strikingly handsome young boy.......Bakura had almost fallen out of his chair, and had to retrain from gasping...' Damn, he's fine...' Bakura thought....The boy walked over to the bar and took the only empty seat left, which just happened to be next to Bakura....As much as he tried Bakura could not help but stare at the boy...The boy was small, but built...He wore a pair of black jeans that clung tightly to his waste, and a tight red top that showed off his tanned chest......As he continued to stare, he didn't realize the boy was checking him out at the same time, until they both looked up and noticed they were caught...The boy turned away hiding a slight blush, but Bakura continued to stare.... "Can I help you?" the boy asked with a slightly annoyed tone. "That depends on what kind of help your givin out." Bakura answered with a smirk. "Well.... None to a stranger." "Ah.... Well my name is Bakura...And what is your name?" "Malik Ishtar." "Well, now I'm not a stranger...So...how old are you then?" "I'm eighteen........And yourself?" "Oh, I'm nineteen.." "Cool." They stopped talking for a few minutes and Malik ordered a drink.... (Margarita on the rocks baby!) Then Bakura made yet another attempt at conversation.. "So, never seen you around here....What brings you to this bum stop?" "Oh....I just wanted to get out of the house for a while....Meet someone new..." "Uh huh...Maybe get laid.." At that Malik nearly choked on his drink....causing Bakura to smirk a little bit... "Excuse me, but what exactly are you implying??" "I'm just kidding...relax" Malik was now bright red, and looking very uneasy.' Why am I so nervous...he was kinda right about he getting laid part.....wait! what am I saying?? I can't be thinking about that....although he is very good looking...' Malik thought...The room to him now seemed like it was on fire...Causing Bakura to chuckle alittle at the sight of the blushing teen.. Three hours later ( and a couple of volcanoes later.) Malik, currently leaning over the trash can for the third time, was obviously feeling like shit....Bakura had decided he liked this kid, and was holding his shoulder length blond hair, back for him....After losing about the last three days of his food, Malik stood up and tried to turn around....but only lost is balance, and almost smacked his face on the ground...But before he hit the ground, and pair of strong arms encircled his waste. "And just where do you think your going?" Bakura asked. "I'm g-going home...wur else..." Malik stated his words slightly slurred form the beer... "Sorry pal....But you can barely walk." "I'll be fine aright...." "Whatever man, your coming to my house end of story." With that said, he scooped the small teen into his arms, and walked out the door towards his house....
End of chapter.....