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Night...
There was always a time where I was part ofit's darkness, covering me with its shadows. Night was a time were I could be free from the world. I could forget every hardship my life went, every emotion that coursed through my viens until I could feel nothing. That was what you had to be to become a theif. You had to remain emotionless; if anyone saw just a flicker of remorse or sadness you were considered weak...
I was never weak. I was able to hide behind a mask just like everyone else. That way, people wouldn't get close to me or even worse, hurt me. Its funny now that I look back at my childhood years. My family on the outside seemed perfect and happy although we were poor. But, that was all an act like everything else was.
My father who appeared to be a jolly man was really just a violent drunk who would beat me until I was half dead just for his amusment. My little sister who looked like your average goody-two shoes, was actually just a filthy whore who would fuck anything that moved. She even begged me to rape her on several occasions but I never did.
The only one who seemed normal in my eyes was my mother, god rest her soul. She was the only one who never hurt me nor yelled at me. She was as kind and gentle as a kitten. I've always wondered why she ever married the man who was my father.
I do beleive I did ask her at one point but she just would smile that cheery grin of her's. She never did answer my question and I never will know now that she's gone, the light of my life; killed by the hands of my sick twisted uncle.
That was why I became a master theif. It wasn't just for the gold and jewels. It was to destroy those who hurt my mother and to show those what pain really is. If I had to live in misery than so did everyone else. I stole and slaughtered thousands of innocent people, men, wives, and even children from all ages. I had felt superior, craved the power that made me feel so alive.
...Now, as 500 years have passed since that ancient day...all the rage I once held within my heart is gone; my body now a cold and empty shell. Seeing blood no longer gives my senses that ecstacy feeling but instead makes me want to vomit. Life just didn't seem what it was anymore and I wanted so badly to end it.
But then you came...
When I first laid eyes on you I was convinced you were nothing but a weakling. Confused as I was, my heart would skip a beat everytime you laughed, my thoughts drifting to that sweet angelic face and round soft brown eyes of yours. The more I pushed away the more you broke my mask, bit by bit.
Why was I feeling this way? What was this warmness within me? This made me suddenly angry. I was never suppposed to feel. I, Master Theif Bakura, am a heartless being; destined to destroy. But then why did I feel said? Was it because I was never like other humans? Was it that I too wanted to be normal for once and have someone to hold...to love...?
Yes...it was true...The more I realise this..the more it made sense. But...I can never tell you my feelings because how do I know you won't tare me apart or even return my love...
But you did care for me, I just never saw it. And you proved it to me on that night when you came into my soul room and laid on top of me, wearing nothing but a pair of jeans, hair wet from the shower; your eyes in a lust filled trance. You had pinned me to the bed with your arms and made love to me. For the first time in years I felt afraid and weak. You had took you're time and went slow, only stopping unless I told you to. But I never wanted you to stop. I wanted you more than anything in the world.
"I love you Bakura.." you had whispered huskily.
My eyes widened then. Tears streamed down my face. For once I felt overwhelmed with joy!. I buried my head into his chest and cried in pure happiness.
"I love you too Ryou".
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