Intertwined by Fate
by duenna
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh or anything to do with it. *sigh*
Summery: AU ~ BxR ~ A runaway prince out in search for his birth mother runs into a gang of thieves. Bakura, the king of thieves, finds Ryou, the prince. What will happen now? ^^~
this is a BakuraxRyou fic ^^ I just love those two!! =^.^=~~
"speech"
'thoughts'
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Bakura POV
'Prince?? Ryou is a prince?' I look down at him and see that he didn't deny it. 'Huh. No wonder he would never tell me his title.' I don't really care what Ryou was, as long as he was mine.
"Prince, huh?" I say out loud.
"You didn't know?" Yami questioned and I just give him a look.
The spiky haired prince sighed and sat back in his chair. "So, you never told anyone who you really are, little brother?" Yami says softly.
I feel my little angel shake his head against my chest. I slid my arm around him and hold him close. I wanted to comfort him and pull him into my lap, but I didn't really want to get his brother upset. So I had to leave it at this. Very frustrating.
I look back over at the other prince. "I won't let him go with you. He doesn't belong there. Even if he has been taken care of his whole life, he can manage here with us." I tell the brother.
Our eyes lock in a staring contest until Yami looks away and sighs. "I get it, okay? Your mother always said you were meant for someone. But no one paid attention to you back in the castle, so I figured you would find that someone out here. You run away so many times, little brother, that I can't keep track of you anymore." Yami glances at the little angel in my arms. "I just never thought it would be the thief king. You surprise me, Ryou. I know your skills in weaponry. You excel in the bow and arrow, but you have been sheltered all your life, little brother. You know nothing of the real world." With that Yami gets up and walks over to Ryou. He kneels in front of him and takes a hold of one of his hands.
I see Ryou look up at his brother and he nods. "I know brother. It will be tough and I am weak, but I will not go back. Nothing will make me go back." my heart aches at all the pain I hear in the angel's voice. What has happened to him? Who caused all this pain? His father?
"Ryou, I just want what is best for you. If you wish to stay here, then so be it. I will not force you to leave." He smiles at his brother then looks up at me. "And you! You better take care of my fragile little brother or I will kill you myself!" I can tell he really means it.
I snorted. "Like you had to tell me to do that." I pull Ryou in my lap, making him let go of his brother's hand, and I look at Yami. "I will never let anyone harm him. I shall protect your brother with my life. Are you happy now, prince?" I smirk at the older prince. He nods and gets up.
"I should get back. Father will be worried about me." He looks down at us and a smile comes to his lips. "I won't tell father where you are, Ryou. So don't worry, okay? You have your own life now. I shall try to come and visit when I can." Yami walks to the door. I lift Ryou out of my lap so he can go see his brother out.
I watch the two brothers' say their good byes. Ryou stays by the door until he can't see his older brother anymore and shuts it. I hear him sigh and he looks over at me. I raise my hand to know that he can come over and the angel does. I pull him down on the couch so that he is straddling me and cover his lips with my own. I fell him wrap his arms around my neck bringing himself closer to me. I wrap my own arms around his waist.
I feel my little angel break away to catch his breath. I snicker at him. "Get enough?" I ask him and he blushes very cutely. 'He tastes so sweet. I think I am addicted. Not that I mind.'
Ryou lays his head on my neck and sighs. "You are not mad at me?"
"For what?" I ask as I play with the buttons on his shirt and pants.
"For not telling you what I am." The angel's soft reply came with tears. I stop unbuttoning and cup his face with my palms so that he is looking at me now.
"I'm not mad at you, little angel. I knew you were half elf and a high born one at that because of your hair and posture. I just didn't know you were a prince." I smiled at the angel and brushed away the tears from his face.
"I will tell you everything, if you wish to hear it." Ryou says quietly while gazing at the thief.
"I would like that, Ryou." I told him and kissed him again.
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Ryou POV
I finally told him everything. Everything that I could remember. I told him my whole life story. Here he was a thief king and I am a prince. We should be enemies, but we are not. We are lovers. How ironic.
I told him of Yami's mother and how she died in child birth. How Yami always took care of me when we were small children. Told him about father and my mother. About the city's children and how they shun me. I had no friends back home. But my home is here now. Next to the thief king.
It was well into the night when I told him everything I knew. I wanted him to know all of me. I hope someday he will tell me everything about him. I couldn't wait for that day to come. I was looking forward to it actually. My life was in his hands and I didn't mind at all.
We were laying in a make shift bed in one of the rooms in the back. The moon light showered through the window making my skin glow. I was enraptured by the sight. I was never up this late so I never knew it happened. I really did look like an angel now.
I felt Bakura pull me closer to him and he nuzzled my neck. I have to admit, it felt wonderful. To love and be loved in return. [A/N: have I heard that somewhere before??] it was all new to me and I'm sure it was to the thief as well. I remember the two golden haired boys talking about it to me. I look at my dark demon's face and I feel my fingers slid over the scare that was under his eye. He flinched but didn't tell me to stop like he did before.
"Bakura?" I ask quietly hoping he would answer my question.
I hear him sigh and he rolls over onto his back. I watch him stare at the moon before I took my place next to him.
"You want to know about the scar?"
I nodded at his question but I got the feeling he didn't really want to tell me.
"But you don't have to tell me if you don't want too. I was just…" I trailed off uncertain of what to say. I look away from him nervously.
"Don't look away from me." Bakura told me gently and he drew me near. I looked at him and smiled timidly.
"I'm sorry." I told him softly and I reached out to touch his scar again. It intrigued me. How can it be so close to his eye and not effect his sight?
He must have guessed my questions. "I got it when I was a child. I guess I was ten or so. I was living in a small elven village with my father. It was my mother who was human. But she had died a few months before. I remember my father had fallen into grief. He really loved her. But it happened so fast. It seemed like a blur." Bakura's eyes gazed over as he was reliving his past. I crawl closer to him and lay on top of him. I felt his arms around me and I was relieved that he knew I wanted to comfort him.
"Bandits attacked our village. There weren't enough people there to defend it. I saw them all die right in front of me. The bandits took me in knowing that I was half elf and taught me everything about being a thief. I was fast on my feet and I knew the forest where we stayed. I didn't like them at first, but I grew accustomed to them. I was with them for about a year when I got my scar." I saw Bakura touch his scar almost sadly.
"It was the leader who did this to me. He loved to cut things. So he started with me one night. I got away at first but then I was just a child." He cut off suddenly and sat up and pushed me aside. I was crestfallen. 'What happened??' I wanted to ask, but didn't dare to.
Bakura put his hands over his face as if he was hiding. I crawled over in front of him and took hold of his hands, uncovering his face. I saw my dark demon crying. I didn't know what to do but my body seemed to have a mind of its own. My hands cupped his face and my lips kissed away his tears.
Bakura buried his face into my silver hair and I just held him. It was odd. I was the one comforting him now. I smiled into my demon's neck and waited for him to calm down.
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another chapter already! yay! this is getting so much fun to write! :D thanks for the kind reviews!! ^^~
TeeDee: i'm really glad you like it! thanks! ^^
Ice Puppet: here's the next chapter!! ^^
Wizzu: yay! i really hope you enjoy Yugioh as much as we all do! ^^ but the bishies belong to everyone! ^^~
Jennilyn Maxwell: yep! i couldnt think of Ryou being anything else! hehe ^^~
more chapters coming soon!! ja ne! ^^~~
by duenna
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh or anything to do with it. *sigh*
Summery: AU ~ BxR ~ A runaway prince out in search for his birth mother runs into a gang of thieves. Bakura, the king of thieves, finds Ryou, the prince. What will happen now? ^^~
this is a BakuraxRyou fic ^^ I just love those two!! =^.^=~~
"speech"
'thoughts'
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Bakura POV
'Prince?? Ryou is a prince?' I look down at him and see that he didn't deny it. 'Huh. No wonder he would never tell me his title.' I don't really care what Ryou was, as long as he was mine.
"Prince, huh?" I say out loud.
"You didn't know?" Yami questioned and I just give him a look.
The spiky haired prince sighed and sat back in his chair. "So, you never told anyone who you really are, little brother?" Yami says softly.
I feel my little angel shake his head against my chest. I slid my arm around him and hold him close. I wanted to comfort him and pull him into my lap, but I didn't really want to get his brother upset. So I had to leave it at this. Very frustrating.
I look back over at the other prince. "I won't let him go with you. He doesn't belong there. Even if he has been taken care of his whole life, he can manage here with us." I tell the brother.
Our eyes lock in a staring contest until Yami looks away and sighs. "I get it, okay? Your mother always said you were meant for someone. But no one paid attention to you back in the castle, so I figured you would find that someone out here. You run away so many times, little brother, that I can't keep track of you anymore." Yami glances at the little angel in my arms. "I just never thought it would be the thief king. You surprise me, Ryou. I know your skills in weaponry. You excel in the bow and arrow, but you have been sheltered all your life, little brother. You know nothing of the real world." With that Yami gets up and walks over to Ryou. He kneels in front of him and takes a hold of one of his hands.
I see Ryou look up at his brother and he nods. "I know brother. It will be tough and I am weak, but I will not go back. Nothing will make me go back." my heart aches at all the pain I hear in the angel's voice. What has happened to him? Who caused all this pain? His father?
"Ryou, I just want what is best for you. If you wish to stay here, then so be it. I will not force you to leave." He smiles at his brother then looks up at me. "And you! You better take care of my fragile little brother or I will kill you myself!" I can tell he really means it.
I snorted. "Like you had to tell me to do that." I pull Ryou in my lap, making him let go of his brother's hand, and I look at Yami. "I will never let anyone harm him. I shall protect your brother with my life. Are you happy now, prince?" I smirk at the older prince. He nods and gets up.
"I should get back. Father will be worried about me." He looks down at us and a smile comes to his lips. "I won't tell father where you are, Ryou. So don't worry, okay? You have your own life now. I shall try to come and visit when I can." Yami walks to the door. I lift Ryou out of my lap so he can go see his brother out.
I watch the two brothers' say their good byes. Ryou stays by the door until he can't see his older brother anymore and shuts it. I hear him sigh and he looks over at me. I raise my hand to know that he can come over and the angel does. I pull him down on the couch so that he is straddling me and cover his lips with my own. I fell him wrap his arms around my neck bringing himself closer to me. I wrap my own arms around his waist.
I feel my little angel break away to catch his breath. I snicker at him. "Get enough?" I ask him and he blushes very cutely. 'He tastes so sweet. I think I am addicted. Not that I mind.'
Ryou lays his head on my neck and sighs. "You are not mad at me?"
"For what?" I ask as I play with the buttons on his shirt and pants.
"For not telling you what I am." The angel's soft reply came with tears. I stop unbuttoning and cup his face with my palms so that he is looking at me now.
"I'm not mad at you, little angel. I knew you were half elf and a high born one at that because of your hair and posture. I just didn't know you were a prince." I smiled at the angel and brushed away the tears from his face.
"I will tell you everything, if you wish to hear it." Ryou says quietly while gazing at the thief.
"I would like that, Ryou." I told him and kissed him again.
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Ryou POV
I finally told him everything. Everything that I could remember. I told him my whole life story. Here he was a thief king and I am a prince. We should be enemies, but we are not. We are lovers. How ironic.
I told him of Yami's mother and how she died in child birth. How Yami always took care of me when we were small children. Told him about father and my mother. About the city's children and how they shun me. I had no friends back home. But my home is here now. Next to the thief king.
It was well into the night when I told him everything I knew. I wanted him to know all of me. I hope someday he will tell me everything about him. I couldn't wait for that day to come. I was looking forward to it actually. My life was in his hands and I didn't mind at all.
We were laying in a make shift bed in one of the rooms in the back. The moon light showered through the window making my skin glow. I was enraptured by the sight. I was never up this late so I never knew it happened. I really did look like an angel now.
I felt Bakura pull me closer to him and he nuzzled my neck. I have to admit, it felt wonderful. To love and be loved in return. [A/N: have I heard that somewhere before??] it was all new to me and I'm sure it was to the thief as well. I remember the two golden haired boys talking about it to me. I look at my dark demon's face and I feel my fingers slid over the scare that was under his eye. He flinched but didn't tell me to stop like he did before.
"Bakura?" I ask quietly hoping he would answer my question.
I hear him sigh and he rolls over onto his back. I watch him stare at the moon before I took my place next to him.
"You want to know about the scar?"
I nodded at his question but I got the feeling he didn't really want to tell me.
"But you don't have to tell me if you don't want too. I was just…" I trailed off uncertain of what to say. I look away from him nervously.
"Don't look away from me." Bakura told me gently and he drew me near. I looked at him and smiled timidly.
"I'm sorry." I told him softly and I reached out to touch his scar again. It intrigued me. How can it be so close to his eye and not effect his sight?
He must have guessed my questions. "I got it when I was a child. I guess I was ten or so. I was living in a small elven village with my father. It was my mother who was human. But she had died a few months before. I remember my father had fallen into grief. He really loved her. But it happened so fast. It seemed like a blur." Bakura's eyes gazed over as he was reliving his past. I crawl closer to him and lay on top of him. I felt his arms around me and I was relieved that he knew I wanted to comfort him.
"Bandits attacked our village. There weren't enough people there to defend it. I saw them all die right in front of me. The bandits took me in knowing that I was half elf and taught me everything about being a thief. I was fast on my feet and I knew the forest where we stayed. I didn't like them at first, but I grew accustomed to them. I was with them for about a year when I got my scar." I saw Bakura touch his scar almost sadly.
"It was the leader who did this to me. He loved to cut things. So he started with me one night. I got away at first but then I was just a child." He cut off suddenly and sat up and pushed me aside. I was crestfallen. 'What happened??' I wanted to ask, but didn't dare to.
Bakura put his hands over his face as if he was hiding. I crawled over in front of him and took hold of his hands, uncovering his face. I saw my dark demon crying. I didn't know what to do but my body seemed to have a mind of its own. My hands cupped his face and my lips kissed away his tears.
Bakura buried his face into my silver hair and I just held him. It was odd. I was the one comforting him now. I smiled into my demon's neck and waited for him to calm down.
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another chapter already! yay! this is getting so much fun to write! :D thanks for the kind reviews!! ^^~
TeeDee: i'm really glad you like it! thanks! ^^
Ice Puppet: here's the next chapter!! ^^
Wizzu: yay! i really hope you enjoy Yugioh as much as we all do! ^^ but the bishies belong to everyone! ^^~
Jennilyn Maxwell: yep! i couldnt think of Ryou being anything else! hehe ^^~
more chapters coming soon!! ja ne! ^^~~