A/N: well if nothing else I'll try and finish this just for piece of mind. Thank you to the three reviewers that I have and I hope you'll continue to read this. I decided this is going to be a 4 part fic.
Candlelight
Ryou slowly began to come around.
Over a hundred candles lit the small, unfamiliar room in which he found himself.
He lay atop a black silk-sheeted feather bed and soft pillows surrounded him.
It wasn't until he sat up that he noticed the dark twin figure that was standing in the shadowed corner to his left.
His eyes shown with bitter happiness as he spoke the name.
It seemed to roll off his tongue so easily today.
"Bakura..."
He never moved or spoke a word, only stared at him coldly.
Ryou shivered at the look in his twin's eyes.
"I..."
The words seemed stuck in Ryou's mouth and he was beginning to feel scared.
He knew that look too damn well for comfort.
He watched the catlike movement Bakura made as he stepped silently across the room, hips swaying slightly.
He climbed up onto the tall bed and seductively crawled his way up to and over Ryou.
The smaller one closed his eyes with a shaky breath as his lips were captured softly.
Yes, he knew exactly what was on Bakura's mind, and what scared him was that at this point he didn't care.
Ryou carefully unbuttoned his shirt and tugged it off, tossing it to the ground.
As was usual about this routine, Bakura only wore a pair tight black leather pants and two arm bands on his upper, muscular arms.
Arms Ryou remembered holding him firmly.
Arms that could be so strong and so gentle at the same time.
That protect, or hurt.
Much like the hand that was creeping up his chest.
The sharp thumbnail sliced into his soft skin just as easily as before and he couldn't stop the sigh from escaping his lips at the familiar pain.
It was dull and throbbing with his racing heartbeat.
Bakura had taught him to enjoy fear and it had become a rush to him.
The pain took his mind off of things and Bakura's soft caresses took away his emotional pain, for however short a time.
As Bakura played out his own game, Ryou began to think.
He'd actually missed this and he realized that this was the reason he and Yugi had been going through tough times.
He'd once asked Yugi to cut him, but Yugi seemed frightened of this prospect and Yami only made it worse by reminding his light that it was something between Ryou and Bakura and therefor couldn't be a good thing.
"Bakura..."
The name was only a soft whisper and caught his yami off guard.
Crimson eyes locked with his for a moment.
"Hurt me...please"
Bakura smirked wickedly and complied.
It would be a long night for Ryou.
At last, he had the man back...he'd missed him and would do anything to keep him this time.
He completely missed the glint in his darker half's eyes as he stared down at his light.
Yugi would pay.
