Disclaimer: See first chapter.
(Bakura's thoughts)
Blast this whole situation to the shadow realm and back! I think I'm going soft! I was going to have a little fun with the kid's mind teasing him with the water but when he looked at me like that I just couldn't. I still can't believe that I actually gave it to him but what I'm *really* having a hard time believing is that I'm actually getting him another glass. Maybe I should just kill the stupid kid now and get it over with. That's what I'm going to do in the end isn't it? Or...maybe not, perhaps I'll just keep the boy. That...could be fun. Especially if I lead him to think that I'm not going to. *Evil laugh*
(Third-person POV)
"What's your name kid?" Bakura inquired as he walked in again with another glass and a plate of sandwiches.
"I'm Ryou," Ryou told him eyeing the food hungrily. "Who're you?"
"My name is Bakura, and your life belongs to me." Bakura stated matter-of-factly as he slid the food onto the table.
"What exactly do you mean by that?"
"I mean that I'm going to kill you."
"What!? Wh- Why? And if you were just planning on killing me then why go to all the trouble of bringing me here?"
"I didn't bring you here and I'm going to have to kill you because you're here and this place is a secret. You're not supposed to be here."
"O-Oh" Tears slid down Ryou's cheeks as he stared up at Bakura looking so sad that Bakura actually felt sorry for him.
"Sh little one," Bakura said softly crouching down and running gentle fingers over his face, wiping away the tears. "Calm down. You know, I think I'll keep you. Unless you object that is."
"R-Really? You're not going to-to kill me?"
"Na, you're too cute to kill. Just kidding, I don't know why I decided not to kill you. You're just lucky I guess... ...Or not. Some people would rather die than belong to me. Of course, they're the smart ones. The stupid ones would agree and then try to run away."
Ryou couldn't think of anything to say to that especially as Bakura definitely seemed to mean what he'd said. He just stared dumbfounded at the older boy while Bakura walked around him and did something, Ryou couldn't tell what, that got rid of the chains around his ankles. Ryou tried to change position and fell over instead, too stiff to be able to move properly. Bakura, amused at his prisoner's antics, smirked and pulled him up, shoving him down beside one of the chairs at the table. Ryou struggled to keep his balance with his hands still chained together behind him and ended up leaning against the chair that Bakura sat down in next to him.
Bakura fed Ryou like he was a baby and Ryou found that he actually enjoyed it. He would rather have been able to feed himself but as that was obviously something he couldn't do this was a rather pleasant alternative. At least he didn't have to try and do it himself, which would probably have ended up making a mess.
After Ryou and Bakura between them had devoured the food Ryou asked Bakura what he'd meant when he said that he didn't bring him into this place and how he'd got there if the location of this place was a secret. Bakura explained that it wasn't just the location that was a secret it was the fact that the place existed at all. Before Ryou could ask anything else Bakura stood up and started showing Ryou around the house. To Ryou's complete embarrassment he was so stiff that he couldn't stand up on his own and Bakura had to half carry him around.
The house was made to feel spacious by keeping the amount of space actually used to a minimum but the rooms were really quite small. There were two bedrooms, a tiny kitchen, a bathroom, and the dining room/living room which Ryou had been kept in. There were also no doors and no obvious way to get out except by the windows in the dining room which were the only ones in the place. By the time Ryou had seen all this he was able to walk on his own and was starting to regain the feeling in his legs again. He was also quite curious about how this place worked.
There were no unlocked cupboards, no electrical outlets, no sharp corners and nothing that could be used as a weapon in sight. In short, the house looked like it had been baby-proofed. There were also no clocks anywhere, and the house did 't look like it had been lived in. Everything was spotless with no dirt or dust anywhere and Ryou had noticed that his dirty shoes didn't leave footprints behind. Also the crumbs that had accumulated while the two had eaten and the... mess Ryou had made weren't there anymore when they re-entered the room.
This whole thing was just... weird. It had to be some kind of joke, right? But why would anyone go to all this trouble just to play a joke on him? And if it was a joke then why was this Bakura guy acting like he was. Bakura gave Ryou the creeps and it wasn't just the similarities in their appearance, or the fact that Bakura was Ryou's last name. There was just something about his eyes. They looked cold and cruel. And the mocking way he'd been shown around, as if Bakura was aping the role of a host.
Ryou blushed as he saw the table again and his thoughts drifted to the way Bakura had fed him. He shouldn't be affected like this, Bakura had as much as said that he had no problems with the idea of killing him. So why was he so affected by the other?
'It's the fact that he's the first human I've seen in this place.' Ryou thought to himself reassuringly. 'I'd react the same way no matter who it was. Or how hot they were... Wait a second; I did *not* just think that. No way could I call him hot! It's his fault I'm here in the first place.'
A/N: Sorry! *cringes* I wrote this ages ago and I'm not changing it even though I know it sucks. Oh well, Owari.
(Bakura's thoughts)
Blast this whole situation to the shadow realm and back! I think I'm going soft! I was going to have a little fun with the kid's mind teasing him with the water but when he looked at me like that I just couldn't. I still can't believe that I actually gave it to him but what I'm *really* having a hard time believing is that I'm actually getting him another glass. Maybe I should just kill the stupid kid now and get it over with. That's what I'm going to do in the end isn't it? Or...maybe not, perhaps I'll just keep the boy. That...could be fun. Especially if I lead him to think that I'm not going to. *Evil laugh*
(Third-person POV)
"What's your name kid?" Bakura inquired as he walked in again with another glass and a plate of sandwiches.
"I'm Ryou," Ryou told him eyeing the food hungrily. "Who're you?"
"My name is Bakura, and your life belongs to me." Bakura stated matter-of-factly as he slid the food onto the table.
"What exactly do you mean by that?"
"I mean that I'm going to kill you."
"What!? Wh- Why? And if you were just planning on killing me then why go to all the trouble of bringing me here?"
"I didn't bring you here and I'm going to have to kill you because you're here and this place is a secret. You're not supposed to be here."
"O-Oh" Tears slid down Ryou's cheeks as he stared up at Bakura looking so sad that Bakura actually felt sorry for him.
"Sh little one," Bakura said softly crouching down and running gentle fingers over his face, wiping away the tears. "Calm down. You know, I think I'll keep you. Unless you object that is."
"R-Really? You're not going to-to kill me?"
"Na, you're too cute to kill. Just kidding, I don't know why I decided not to kill you. You're just lucky I guess... ...Or not. Some people would rather die than belong to me. Of course, they're the smart ones. The stupid ones would agree and then try to run away."
Ryou couldn't think of anything to say to that especially as Bakura definitely seemed to mean what he'd said. He just stared dumbfounded at the older boy while Bakura walked around him and did something, Ryou couldn't tell what, that got rid of the chains around his ankles. Ryou tried to change position and fell over instead, too stiff to be able to move properly. Bakura, amused at his prisoner's antics, smirked and pulled him up, shoving him down beside one of the chairs at the table. Ryou struggled to keep his balance with his hands still chained together behind him and ended up leaning against the chair that Bakura sat down in next to him.
Bakura fed Ryou like he was a baby and Ryou found that he actually enjoyed it. He would rather have been able to feed himself but as that was obviously something he couldn't do this was a rather pleasant alternative. At least he didn't have to try and do it himself, which would probably have ended up making a mess.
After Ryou and Bakura between them had devoured the food Ryou asked Bakura what he'd meant when he said that he didn't bring him into this place and how he'd got there if the location of this place was a secret. Bakura explained that it wasn't just the location that was a secret it was the fact that the place existed at all. Before Ryou could ask anything else Bakura stood up and started showing Ryou around the house. To Ryou's complete embarrassment he was so stiff that he couldn't stand up on his own and Bakura had to half carry him around.
The house was made to feel spacious by keeping the amount of space actually used to a minimum but the rooms were really quite small. There were two bedrooms, a tiny kitchen, a bathroom, and the dining room/living room which Ryou had been kept in. There were also no doors and no obvious way to get out except by the windows in the dining room which were the only ones in the place. By the time Ryou had seen all this he was able to walk on his own and was starting to regain the feeling in his legs again. He was also quite curious about how this place worked.
There were no unlocked cupboards, no electrical outlets, no sharp corners and nothing that could be used as a weapon in sight. In short, the house looked like it had been baby-proofed. There were also no clocks anywhere, and the house did 't look like it had been lived in. Everything was spotless with no dirt or dust anywhere and Ryou had noticed that his dirty shoes didn't leave footprints behind. Also the crumbs that had accumulated while the two had eaten and the... mess Ryou had made weren't there anymore when they re-entered the room.
This whole thing was just... weird. It had to be some kind of joke, right? But why would anyone go to all this trouble just to play a joke on him? And if it was a joke then why was this Bakura guy acting like he was. Bakura gave Ryou the creeps and it wasn't just the similarities in their appearance, or the fact that Bakura was Ryou's last name. There was just something about his eyes. They looked cold and cruel. And the mocking way he'd been shown around, as if Bakura was aping the role of a host.
Ryou blushed as he saw the table again and his thoughts drifted to the way Bakura had fed him. He shouldn't be affected like this, Bakura had as much as said that he had no problems with the idea of killing him. So why was he so affected by the other?
'It's the fact that he's the first human I've seen in this place.' Ryou thought to himself reassuringly. 'I'd react the same way no matter who it was. Or how hot they were... Wait a second; I did *not* just think that. No way could I call him hot! It's his fault I'm here in the first place.'
A/N: Sorry! *cringes* I wrote this ages ago and I'm not changing it even though I know it sucks. Oh well, Owari.