A/N: AND HERE IT IS! DADADADADDADAAA! Heheheh the Twentieth installment, and...
200 REVIEWS? OMFG I LOVE ALL OF YOU SO MUCH! 200 Reviews! -rushes off on an instant sugar high-
-ahem- erm, yes. Okay, I am not going to say how many chapters there are left, because frankly, I dont know. Two months ago, I started writing this fic with the intention of Bakura having complete possesion of Ryous body, and does all this crzy shit. -points below- as you can see, this is a different fic entirely. n.n;;; No fluff in here, I just skipped all the fluffy stuff, and headed STRAIGHT to the angst, lol. bakura is definitley without a doubt OOC in this... -.-;; Just read...
Disclamier: Me no own anythi- Wait! Actually, I do Kiko, Ken, and Izumi in this fic. But you all can use them n.n;; Its basically The family Ryous father married into. (Because, lets face it, what guy would go single for seven years...) For future reference, Ken is Izumis child, and Kiko is Izumi and Ryous dads kid. (What a mouthful n.n;;;) Dont worry, they have a MINIMAL role in this fic. I dont even know if they'll be in any other chapters. Relax, theyre the ONLY OCs in this fic... n.n;;
"Ryou, whats wrong?" Bakura gazed at the boy sitting next to him on the couch. Ryous head was bowed, and his hands clenched. Bakura frowned, laying a hand on Ryous shoulder. Ryou flinched, suppressing a sob. Bakura repeated his question, a frown spreading on his face.
"B-Bakura…. I can't." Ryou sobbed, holding his head in his hands. "I-I just cant…"
"Cant what?" Bakura said dangerously as he stood up, eyes flashing and a stone threatening to sink in his stomach.
"I can't pretend I love you." Ryou whispered. "Because I don't."
Bakura took a step back, his chin actually trembling as he gazed down at his hikari. Without warning, he reached down, and hit Ryou hard across the face. Ryou trembled, holding a hand to his bruised cheek as he lowered his gaze, tears pooling in his chocolate brown eyes.
"You little Bitch." Bakura snarled, dragging the smaller boy up by his hair to his shaky feet. Ryou cried out, and began to sob in pain and fear. The spirit growled, slamming a hard fist into Ryous stomach, the latter coughing and crying. "I'll fucking kill you!" Ryous eyes widened, as he struggled to escape, but Bakura grasped Ryous hair tighter, yanking the angel closer to him, and wrapped his cold hands tightly around Ryous neck. He let out a choked cry, tears pouring out of his eyes, as the light flailed madly, trying desperately to escape.
"Yami…" Ryou sobbed breathlessly, his whole body wracked with fearful sobs. "I-I'm sorry I don't love you…" He lifted his head, and gazed straight at the darkness, his orbs of melted chocolate twisting Bakuras heart.
The darkness let go, and took a shaky step back, his hands over his mouth, as Ryou fell to his knees and continued to sob. He took another step back, and another and another until he fled from the apartment, slamming the door behind him.
Ryou twisted his silvery locks in his fingers, his shoulders shaking with pain-wracked sobs. Oh god… I have to get out of here… he thought to himself. He'll kill me of I stay… The angel managed to get to his feet, and stumbled into his small room. Mechanically, he emptied his backpack, packing spare clothes, his CD walkman, and a favorite photo- him and Amane on the banks of an English river, so many years ago…
He zipped it up, and was about to leave the room when he felt that familiar warm weight on his chest. Ryou frowned, lifting off the ring, and setting it on the desk, where he knew Bakura would find it. He pulled his deck out of his pocket, and threw it on the desk. A single card fell to the ground. Ryou frowned, and picked it up.
The Change of Heart. Ryou let out a sob, as his inside filled with rage and anger and pain. Fresh tears flowing from his eyes, he picked it up in his trembling hands, and tore it, right in half. Darkness and light were separated, never to be whole again. Ryou dropped the card halves, still shaking with sobs as he fell to his knees.
What seemed like a million years later, he lifted his face from his hands, fingers clenching around a marker he found on the floor, scrawling on the back of the darkness half of the card, "I'VE HAD ENOUGH!"
With that, Ryou turned and fled, leaving the apartment for what he hoped was forever.
Oh, GOD! Bakura was the biggest idiot in a million years!
He should never have done that, he should never had hurt Ryou.
But Why? why didn't Ryou love him? He had changed, He-
No. Bakura saw that now. He hadn't changed. He was the same malicious, cold Spirit, with a twisted heart of ice. He was a fricking demon. He just cant love!
But… He had to try. Bakura abruptly stood up, heading back to his apartment. He would apologize to Ryou, he would show how sorry he was for hurting him. And he wouldn't do it again. He'd even go to one of those 'counselors' if he had to.
Anything for Ryou, anything for his little angel.
"Ryou?" Bakura stepped tentatively into the apartment, gazing around. It was so quiet… was anyone here? Oh god…
"Ryou!" The spirit yelled, panicked now as he made his way into the bedroom. Ryou would be in there, probably crying his little heart out. But that was okay, Bakura wouldn't yell at him, he'd be nice….
"Ryou, I'm sorry, please just-NO!" Bakura's knees went weak as he desperately ran over to the desk. No no no! He clutched the ring in his trembling hands, as his gaze lowered to his deck, and the torn Change of Heart. He let out a choked cry, as his eyes actually welled up with tears. He fell to his knees, as he slumped over the desk and cried, and cried and cried.
Ryou was gone. His angel was gone. He had had enough, and had finally left. He was gone.
Ryou hammered on the door of the house in front of him. The rain poured down on his in buckets, as he shivered uncontrollably. This was it. If he was turned away here, he would have no place to go. He just hoped his father would maybe let him back in on his life.
Finally, the door opened. A small girl, around the age of four of five gazed up at the sodden boy, confusion in her eyes for a few moments, but then they lit up, as Kiko Bakura squealed, wrapping her arms around her half-brothers waist.
"Ryou! What are you doing here? Mommy will be so happy to see you! I missed you so much!" She said this all in a rush, still clinging to the angel.
"Heya Kiko!" Ryou said, feigning cheerfulness. "Hey, Is Mommy or Daddy or Ken home?" Kiko nodded.
"Yup! Mommys gone down to the store, but Daddys here! He's in his office though, working." She wrinkled her nose at the mention of her half-brother. "And Kens in his room again…" Ryou smiled softly.
"Can I come in and see Daddy?" Kiko bit her lip.
"I dunno… Daddy doesn't like to be interrupted…" Kiko said, but Ryou barged up the stairs to his father's office, and knocked on the door.
"Kiko, please, I'm busy!" The annoyed voice of his father stirred a pang in Ryous heart, and he rested a hand against the wooden door.
"Dad… Its me…" Ryou said tearfully. He heard stock silence for a few moments, before it swung open and his tired father gazed at his only birth son for a moment before Ryou wrapped his arms around him in a huge hug, tears trickling down his ivory face.
"Bakura?" Yugi knocked on the door to his friends apartment, worried. It had been three days since Ryou had been to school and it worried him. Puzzled, he cast an eye at his darkness beside him, who firmly stated he would go with Yugi for 'Protection'. They were both scared, at what the darkness may have done to Ryou. And they had no idea.
The door swung open easily, the apartment dark. Yami and Yugi were both frightened, but stepped inside.
"What the fuck do you want?" A hopeless, sullen voice rang out in the darkness. The pair walked into the lounge, and saw the darkness curled up on the couch. To say they were shocked was a big understatement. Speechless didn't even come close. Yami knew something was up, Bakuras eyes were red rimmed and swollen, tear tracks glistening down his face, but dark shadows lingered under his mahogany orbs, and his hair lay flat and lank, looking even lightly grey.
"What did you do!" Yami ran over to the other darkness, and lifted him up by the collar of his shirt. "Where is Ryou?"
"I Don't know!" Bakura yelled back, tears beginning to course down his face again. "He's gone! He just left!" Bakura bowed his head, sobs wracking his lithe frame. "I don't know where he is!" He wrenched himself away from Yami and collapsed on the couch, holding his head in his hands as he sobbed hopelessly. "He's gone…" Yami took a step back, resting a hand on Yugis shoulder, who was looking at the sobbing spirit wide-eyed. He still couldn't get this. Bakura was…. Crying? A cold-hearted spirit, who Yugi always thought was completely devoid of all human emotion, was sobbing his broken heart out about the loss of Ryou. This was just crazy.
"Oh god…" Yugi whispered aloud. "D-did he leave a note, or a clue? Or…. Anything?" Bakura froze, but stood up, shakily walking over to the coffee table, and blankly pressed the torn Change Of Heart into Yugis hand. Yugi gasped aloud, and fell to his knees. No no no…. Not Ryou, oh god, where was he?
-wails- Its so sad... Bakura is willing to even get heko for himself to become a better person, But Ryous already gone...
Should I get 'em back together? YOU decide! R&R!