WO0HT! LOOK I UPDATED! -ducks random flying objects from audience- ermm... sorry it ish so late.. I was busy with other fics, and school work, and... Well... I kinds put it off...I'm sorreh... But, without fiurther ado.. Chappeh 12! -bows and curtains pull-
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The next morning, Ryou awoke in his usual place on the floor, with his head resting against the bed. Bakuras hand had fallen over the side of the bed, resting Ryous silky locks. Ryou jerked his head away, and slid out from under him, and standing up.
He didn't love the cold spirit anymore. He hated him. He hated how he acted towards him, he hated that the spirit had twisted his love for him the way he did. The warm feelings Ryou had once felt towards the tomb robber had been replaced by a hollow feeling of hopelessness, and mixed with a bitter anger. He almost burst into fresh tears of pain as he stumbled over to his drawers, finally finding his spare school uniform and putting it on… God, he was in so much pain…. Ryou cried out, holding his stomach as he fell onto his knees. This time, the tears did fall, as Ryou sobbed silently, his long curtain of hair hiding his ivory hair.
Finally, the angel managed to get up, leaning on the drawers and limped over to the door, slamming it behind him.
"Hey Jou…" Ryou whispered to the blonde who was standing, tapping his foot. "Sorry I was late…" He looked down, trying to ignore the pain in his stomach that came from both his extreme hunger and the knife wound that kept him awake half of the night.
"S'okay… Ryou, are you alright?" He asked, concerned. Ryou nodded, looking away sadly as he slowly made his way over to the place he met Yugi and Anzu (Honda drove to school on his bike).
"Hey guys!" Ryou said cheerfully, feigning a smile. Yugi frowned, and Anzu looked slightly surprised, but they greeted the white-haired teen anyways. Ryou swallowed, and looked at the ground, lost in his own miserable thoughts. I don't know how long I can keep this happiness up, Make out like nothing is wrong…
At lunch, Ryou just lay with his head in his arms, trying in vain to stop the tears trickling down his face as he struggled to control them.
Yugi, Honda, Anzu, Jou… They were so lucky that they were normal. All they had to worry about was school and homework, stuff like that. Ryou was so envious of them. He wished his life was so simple and happy.
But that would never happen. Like his tenant had said, he was fused with Bakura, until the day he died, even if he tried to throw it away, he would never leave…
Something in Ryou snapped. Ryou literally let out a cry as his heart seemed to break in two. The realization smashed into him like a ton of bricks, and his head snapped up, as he hastily wiped the tears from his ivory face.
Yugi looked at his friend in shock and concern. His eyes widened, as he gazed at Ryou, who was sitting right up with a small smile on his face, and his doe drown eyes knitted together.
"Bakura, are you-"
"I'm fine Yugi…" He said softly. "I-I have to go…" He got up, and left the cafeteria quietly.
Outside, he leaned against the wall, and sank onto the floor. This really really really sucked…
"Bakura…" Ryou whispered tearfully. "Why are you like this?" He looked up at the ceiling, as though he was expecting to get answers, that he didn't really even know the question too.
After a short while, Ryou stood up, leaning against the wall for support. The lack of food was making Ryou extremely weak; he HAD to eat, but after what happened the last two timed he ate food without Bakuras permission… he shuddered at the thought.
Interrupting his thoughts was the bell. Ryou closed his eyes as it rang, and slowly walked off to his next class.
"Bakura-sama?" Ryou asked tentatively, looking around the apartment. Noone appeared to be home…
"Hey." Bakura said shortly. Ryou spun around, his brown eyed wide with fright.
"Yami…" He whispered, placing a hand over his thudding heart. "Don't do that... please…" He let out the breath he had been holding. Bakura didn't say anything, as he walked towards his hikari, and clutched his arms tightly. Ryou yelped, struggling to get free, but his darkness was too strong.
"Yami, please…" He whispered, trying to free himself from his darkness's strong grasp.
"You've been crying…" He said softly, one hand releasing the angel, as he lightly brushed his slim fingers over Ryous closed eyes. "Why?"
Ryous eyes snapped open, as he looked at his Yami in slight shock.
"I-I-" He looked down, letting out a long sigh. "Yami.. please.. I'm so hungry…" He swallowed, the familiar burning sensation welling up in the backs of his eyes, but for once in his life, he managed to get rid of his tears without crying.
Bakura frowned slightly, pondering for a few moments before taking a few steps towards the door, his hand still on Ryous arm, as he dragged him along.
"Yami… where are we going?" Ryou asked anxiously, fear written all over his ivory face.
"You'll see," He smirked, now tugging Ryou down the street. The clouds were black with the promise of rain, but this didn't deter Bakura from walking briskly around a corner and stopping at…
"McDonalds?" Ryou said in disbelief, a faint beginning of hope beginning to glow inside him.
"Yes." Bakura said testily, and not releasing the grip he had on his landlord, he walked inside. Ryous node was instantly filled with great smells. The boy sighed, letting out a long breath, and looked at his tenant, who was looking at the menu.
"Go get a seat," He said, finally releasing the boy from his grip. Ryou nodded, and silently made his way over to a booth, sitting down silently, and leaning back into the red leather upholstery.
What is he planning? Ryou asked thoughtfully to himself. Why is he doing this? He tapped his fingers on the table, staring vacantly into space, his nerves stretched to breaking point as he waited for his tenant to return.
"Here." Bakura said shortly, dropping a plate loaded with food on the table in front of the angel. Ryou jerked his arm away instinctively, and gazed at the loaded tray of food with shock on his face.
"You said you were hungry.." Bakura shrugged. Ryou smiled slightly, and began to eat.
"Man I am stuffed…" Ryou said, around an hour later as he lay on the couch, a hand over his groaning stomach. It was starting to hurt, like his stomach was just twisting the food around, not digesting it, But Ryou relished in the warm feeling, and gazed at the T.V. It was times like this that made him almost like his yami.
Almost.
Ryou let out a sigh, as he sat back up, and cast a wary eye over at the darkness, who had just plopped down on the end of the couch, Gazing boredly at the screen.
"You ate enough," He said harshly, rolling his eyes and beginning to clean the dirt out from under his long fingernails. "It sure cost enough."
"I-I hadn't eaten in four days, yami… Do you know how hungry I was?" Ryous fair brows knitted together. Bakura growled, his hands clenching into fists.
"Ryou.." He whispered threateningly. Ryou didn't seem to notice.
"I-I mean, what gave you the right to take food away from me? What did I do wrong! You can't do this, you can't beat me, starve me, rape me, just because I 'don't obey your orders!" He stood up, tears forming in his brown eyes. "I'm sick of it! I don't love you anymore, Bakura, I hate you! I HATE you!" He sobbed at the same time he yelled, tears coursing down his ivory cheeks.
"Ryou!" Bakura yelled, standing up and firmly grasping the angel by the shoulders, shaking him hard. "You are way out of line!" Ryou struggled, sobbing loudly.
"NO!" He yelled, wrenching himself free. "What did I ever do to hurt you, Yami!" He yelled at his darkness, and to the astonishment of both of the white-haired teens, he hit Bakura hard across the face.
"I HATE IT!" He half-yelled, half-sobbed. "I'M NOT JUST A STUPID SLAVE FOR YOU, I'M A PERSON!" Overcome by his inexplicable rage of over seven years of pent up rage and pain, he drew out a fist, and punched the spirit hard in the stomach. Bakura screamed, doubling over in pain as he coughed repeatedly.
"Does it hurt?" Ryou asked, a cold fire in his voice. Without waiting for an answer, he hauled Bakura up by his hair, and slammed him against the wall.
"Do you have any idea what pain you put me through?" Ryou sobbed, as he began punching Bakura repeatedly in the stomach. "How many nights- I stayed up crying- just wanting you to stop-" He stepped back a step, wiping the tears from his red-rimmed eyes and face. "Why did you do it to me!" He yelled and made to punch Bakura, but the spirit, even though he was nearly doubled over in pain, grabbed Ryous trembling arm, and stood up straight, hauling him sideward against the door. The broken, sobbing angel fell onto his knees. His strength, from his fit of unleashed anger, was gone, replaced with the usual timid, meek young boy.
"L-let me go…" he sobbed, his shoulders heaving from his pain-wracked tears. "Please…"
Bakura was in so much damn pain. And…. It wasn't the fact that Ryou…. RYOU of all people, had just beaten him, it was what he had said.
"Do you mean it," Bakura crouched down before the crying boy, an unreadable expression on his face. "Do you really hate me?"
"Yes!" Ryou managed to get out. "I Hate everything about you, I hate YOU!" He broke into a fresh wave of tears.
It was like a knife going through Bakuras heart. He stoop up abruptly, letting go of his cruel hold on a boy, and stalked off into the bedroom, leaving Ryou alone to his tears.
cries- I'm sorry, I am so sorry... The sad part is, this is the HAPPY ending thingy. But I still have quite a few chapters to go. Never fear, peoples!
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