Wow, lookies, A double update! uhh, nothing to say here..
Meh? dont own, dont sue...
The next morning, Bakura woke to find that it was 10:17, and Ryou had already left for school. Groggily sitting up, he saw that the place on the floor where Ryou usually slept was slightly red, meaning he must he must have bled in his sleep. Shaking away the small beginnings of remorse rising in his chest, Bakura dragged himself out of bed, pulling on a pair of jeans and a shirt as he walked into the kitchen, throwing a few slices of toast in the toaster. He didn't really NEED to eat, but Bakura did, just to pass the time. Chewing thoughtfully, the ancient spirit pondered on what he would do that day.
Hmm. Maybe he'd go and visit Malik…
Ryou on the other hand, felt awful. He couldn't stop shaking, and felt dizzy, from the loss of blood, he knew. After checking himself out in the mirror, he saw that was even more pale than usual, (he didn't know that was possible) and even though it was stifling hot, he didn't take off his school jacket, afraid someone would see his torn arms.
At lunch, Ryou wasn't hungry, and just sat dejectedly, at the table, intently studying the white panels, smeared with the stains of various foods. Yugi noticed his friends quietness, and how he looked really Ill, and as the bell rang, and the rest of the group left, he tugged on Ryous arm, making him sit back down.
"Uhh, Bakura, A-are you okay?" he asked. Ryou looked at him, an odd look, he couldn't quite place in his eyes.
"O-of course, Yugi. I just don't feel 100 today, must have been something I ate over the weekend. Don't worry about me, I'm fine." Ryou flashed him a small, fake smile, and left the room, headed towards his geography class.
Yugi frowned after him. He knew something was wrong, but was he going to do? He decided to respect Ryous privacy, but if he ever looked afwul again, He was definitely going to tell his Yami.
A few days Later, Ryou was sitting miserably on a chair in the small lounge, trying to concentrate, and do his homework, but Bakura was staring intently at him, without ceasing. It unnerved the smaller boy to no end.
"I'm going to have a shower," He announced, Abruptly shutting his book, and walking out of the room, trembling slightly. Bakura smirked.
Perfect… He thought. Just what I wanted… He listened to the water running for a few minutes, before calmly getting off the sofa, and walking casually into the bathroom.
Ryou winced slightly, as the water stung his still-tender cuts.
A few minutes later, he froze, hearing the door click in the corner. Peering anxiously behind the shower curtain, he saw Bakura standing by the door, his trademark smirk on his face. Eyed widening, Ryou backed up as far as he could in the confined shower. "Wh-what do you want?' he stuttered, unable to keep his voice or breathing under control. Bakura raised an eyebrow, before reaching out and turning off the shower, and throwing Ryou a towel. Stunned, Ryou wrapped it around himself. What the heck is happening? He thought frantically What the heck is Bakura planning?
Bakura waited until Ryou had stepped out of the shower, before gathering the boy in his arms, and squeezing him tightly. Ryous eyes widening to their maximum size, before he completely melted into the spirits embrace.
After a few moments, Bakura let go, and began to drag Ryou into his room. Ryou was slightly scared, but excited at the same time.
When Ryou was in the room, Bakura shut the door, pushing him on the bed. "Wh-wha-" His frightened voice was cut off by Bakura's mouth on his. Ryous mouth opened in pure surprise, as Bakura held the back of his head. Ryou lifted his hands up, trembling fingers entwined with the tangles of the spirits silver locks, as he deepened the kiss.
Oh my god! He loves me, he really loves me, I knew it, I knew it, oh god, this is the best, Im so.. oh god… Bakura mentally smiled as he felt rather than heard Ryou's thoughts filter through to his mind. Im so good at what I do.. He gloated to himself. Although, Ryou wasn't a bad kisser…
After a few more moments, Ryou broke apart for air, his face flushed, and a strange light Bakura had never seen in his eyes. It didn't take him longer than a few seconds to place it.
Ryou was happy. Really actually happy. Bakura had never seen him truly in a good mood before, and the joy in his eyes made something stir deep down inside him, he pushed it away, though, before stalking out of the room, leaving Ryou to change.
Ryou was shaking so much; he could hardly believe it. Unless he had fallen asleep in the shower, he was pretty sure Bakura had just given him the most fantastic kiss he could have ever imagined. To say he was happy was a big understatement. Something more accurate would be ecstatic, hyper, over the moon. His crush (of he didn't know how long, over five years) actually loved him! Pulling on jeans and a tee shirt, Ryou practically skipped into the lounge, where Bakura was watching T.V, looking surly again.
"Hey," Ryou said, walking shyly over to the bed, a small blush beginning to grace his delicate face.
"Hey." Bakura answered shortly. "Come here." Shaking with nerves and anticipation, Ryou walked over to the spirit, sitting on the couch. Bakura snorted.
"Over here, Baka." He said from the other end of the couch. Slightly confused, Ryou slid over until he was a few inches away from his darkness, who wrapped his arms around him, tugging his onto his lap. Ryou leaned back, closing his eyes. Oh, god, this felt so good, just relaxing in his arms, he couldn't believe this was the same person who nearly killed him a few days ago. Shifting slightly within Bakura's tender grasp, Ryou curled slightly, resting his head on the spirits shoulder, and gently wrapped his arms around his neck, closing his eyes again.
"I love you so much…" He whispered. Bakura sighed, as he looked down at the smaller boy almost asleep in his arms. Ryou silky hair was still wet, beginning to curl slightly like it always did when it was damp. Bakura smiled slightly, as he curled a lock around his finger. Oh, gods, with Ryou gradually falling asleep in his arms, a small smile on his face, Bakura almost questioned his motives. Almost. With his free hand, he picked up the remote, flicking through the channels, until he saw a car chase, destined to end in an explosion, came onto the box.
"Ryou, wake up… Ryou, come on…" Bakura rolled his eyes, as he gently shook the youger boy, who was refusing to wake up.
"Bloody hell," He groaned, as he lifted the angel up in his strong arms, and walked into the room. With a free hand, he tugged the blankets of the bed back, laying Ryou gently down, pulling the blankets up to the sleeping boys chin as he climbed in on the other side, propping himself up with an elbow as he watched his light sleep.
"Gods Ryou.." He whispered, as he ran a finger over his delicate cheekbones, and stroked his still-damp hair for a few minutes, before he too, fell asleep.
The urgent buzzing of the alarm clock tore the sleeping Ryou from his dreams st seven the next morning. His chocolate eyes snapped opened, as he fumble around for it, snapping the bloody thing off. He shook the last remnants of sleep off, and sat up.
He was in the bed…
Rubbing his eyed to make sure he wasn't seeing anything, he looked beside him, and saw that Bakura was fast asleep on his right. The memory of last night came rushing back to him, and Ryou smiled as a warm feeling flooded him. He brushed the tangles of hair out of the spirits eyes, watching him sleep for a few minutes, until he sensed his awakening from the back of his mind.
"Morning, " he whispered softly, his eyes alight with happiness. He was answered by a groan.
"Mornin' " Bakura replied a few moments later. "Sleep well?"
Ryou nodded, smiling. "Umm, about last night…" he said, a slight frown on his ivory face. Bakura raised an eyebrow as he sat up, looking Ryou straight in his innocent eyes.
"Yeah?" He said in his usual harsh voice, but Ryou could sense a strange egde to it, on he couldn't quite place…
"Was it real? I mean, were you just screwing with me or something, or did you put it in my head… I mean-" The teen was but of by Bakura's mouth on his.
"I meant everything..." He said, his fingers tracing Ryous jawbone. "It just took me awhile to realize it.." Bakura blinked, and that old look was back in his eyes. "Now hurry up and get ready," He said, throwing a pillow at Ryous head, making him yelp. "You've got fifteen minutes til you have to leave for school." Ryou nodded, as he jumped of the bed, pulling on his school uniform on, while Bakura lay back down, pressing the pillow over his head. He wasn't quite awake yet.
"Bye Yami!" He heard him call out ten minutes later, and then heard the soft shutting of the door. The spirit sighed, as he stood up. Gods, Ryou was acting so cheerful it was scary…
But it gave him a strange, slightly warm feeling inside…
I did not just think that... He scolded himself. Bad bad bad bad Bakura…