Whhheeeee! Lookit how fast I updated! -prances- Yew alla re lucky people. xD
-wails- I have done wrong in this chapter! -sobsob- Lots of angst and heartbreak and upset Ryou and pissed Bakura and, well... It all gonna take a turn for the worst. but I dont have to tell yew that, just read! -hugs all-
Ryou ran faster, desperately trying to stem the flow of crystal tears down his ivory face, but to no avail. His broken sobs echoed around the hauntingly empty room, his heart sharrted and torn with pain and betrayal.
How could he? How could Bakura lie like that to him! How could he?
The shattered angel pulled up short in his frantic run, and gazed around him in despair. He was lost. Ryou must have taken a wrong turn or something, and now here he was, trapped in the thick of Bakuras memories.
A small whimper of a young child filtered slowly to Ryou, Who turned around slowly, and found with a pang that a little nine year old version of himself stood in the echoing corridor, his arms wrapped tightly around his slim frame.
"Help…" Ryou whispered, sinking to his knees. "someone please help…" A low laugh behind the shattered teen made him spin around, and found Bakura, leering over the cowering young child. Ryou began to sob, holding his head in his hands as he cried helplessly.
"Foolish little brat." Bakura sneered, seizing Ryou by the front of his shirt and hoisting him up to eye level. The young child struggled and cried, but to no avail. Bakura reached out his free hand to teasingly wipe the tears away from his porcelain face.
"L-Leave me alone…" Ryou stuttered, Fresh tears spilling out of his eyes. "Please, just leave me alone…"
"I Can't." Bakura growled, pushing the terrified child into the wall. "like it or not, I cant leave you. You're mine. My host, my property." Ryou shook his head, struggling in Bakuras grasp.
"You can't own a person." Ryou sobbed. "You don't own me. You can't control me."
"So sure?" He said in a deadly tone, his fangs less than an inch from Ryous ear.
"Let me go, yami-sama.." Ryou whispered. "Please."
The teenager took a step back, his eyes wide in shock and fear. He took another and another, as he fled down the dark hallway, tears spilling out of dark mocha eyes.
"Yami-sama, please…"
"I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry…"
"Don't hurt me, please don't…"
"Why are you doing this? I never hurt you…"
"I didn't mean to disobey you…"
"Why do you hate me…"
The whispers echoed hauntingly around the dark corridors. Ryou continued to run, hands reached out blindly for something… Anything that would get him out of here.
"I HATE you."
"You don't deserve to live."
"You're so pathetic."
"Stupid weak fool, can't handle a little pain."
"Why am I stuck with you?"
"I wish I could kill you."
"STOP IT!" Ryou sank to his knees sobbing, his head in hands. "SHUT UP! STOP IT, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! STOP STOP STOP!" The desperate words tore from his throat, aching from his tears and his eyes were screwed up tightly. "GET ME OUT OF HERE! PLEASE!" The angel screamed hopelessly, his throat raw and hoarse. "GET ME OUT! HELP SOMEONE! LET ME OUT OF HERE PLEASE!" Ryou screamed desperately into the empty corridors, silent but for the pleading whispers and harsh yells of Bakuras memories.
What seemed like hours later, Ryous voice finally gave out on him. He sobbed brokenly to himself, tears coursing down his ivory face and pooling on the cold hard floor. Unable to scream, unable to move, his lay slumped into the stone, fear and heartbreak wrapped like a thick blanket around him.
It was a lie. All of this was nothing but a dirty lie. Ryou thought the demon had loved him, had cared about him, but theses memories… Ryou broke into a fresh wave of tears. Oh god.
"Ryou?" A harsh voice broke the sobbing angel out of his trance. He looked up to find his darkness, not a memory, not a fake, the real Yami no Bakura standing a few feet away from him. The small boy whimpered and curled into a ball, sobbing and sobbing.
"You lied to me." Ryou whispered, his face in his knees. "How could you not tell me what you did?"
"I don't know." Bakura said honestly, his hands set at his side. "I really don't know."
"I would have understood." Ryou muttered, his fists clenched. "I know you're possessive of me."
"I didn't know if you would understand Ryou…" He sank to his knees, and gently took one of the angels hands. Ryou growled, and snatched his hand away.
"I don't want to talk to you…" Ryou whispered. "A relationship is based on trust, and you, you broke it."
"For gods sake Ryou!" The demon growled. "I didn't want to hurt you!"
"But Bakura…" the angel whispered. "This is hurting so much…" The yami sighed, and gently extended a hand, stroking Ryous silvery locks. The angel shuddered, and began to cry again, His hiccupping sobs and wails like a knife to Bakuras heart.
"Please Ryou…" The yami said almost tearfully. "Don't hate me, please don't hate me."
"I don't," Ryou whispered softly. "But… I just can't trust you again." He pulled himself from the demon, and managed to struggle to his feet, leaning heavily against the wall for support. "Stay away from me…" He whispered, and began to limp along the dark corridor.
"No!" Bakura said desperately running over to Ryou and taking him in his arms. Ryou struggled in the yamis hold, who gently hoisted him in his slim but strong arms, heading towards where he knew the exit was.
"Let me go, you bastard!" Ryou yelled, kicking and screaming. "Let me go!" Bakura held him tighter, the light struggling and crying. "YAMI!"
"NO." Bakura muttered, oblivious to Ryous anxious to kick and blows. "I'm not letting you go."
"Please…" Tear tracks had stained Ryous high-boned cheeks. "I don't want to be near you right now…" Bakura growled, and it was as though his hand worked of his own accord as he hit Ryou hard across the face. Both of the white-haired teens gasped, and Bakura abruptly dropped the angel, taking a step away as he gazed at the ground in pure shock.
"Oh god, Ryou…" Bakura whispered at the sobbing mess on the floor. "Fuck. FUCK!" He kicked the wall angrily, rage burning within himself. Ryou held a hand to the side of his face, sobbing and sobbing into the floor. "Oh Fuck…"
"I hate you." Ryou whispered angrily into the ground. "You're a possessive bastard who's made my life hell for seven years and tried to make me forget it. You treat me like a piece of property?" Ryou lifted his head. "Just… Go away and leave me alone."
Bakura stared down in shock, his heart feeling like a thousand needles were pierced there. It took him of all about three seconds to react, before his face contorted in anger, as he pulled Ryou up by his arm and slung him over his shoulder.
"Bakura!" Ryou yelled desperately. "Let me go!"
"No fucking way." Bakura growled. "I've gone through too fucking much to let you go. You're mine."
"NO!" Ryou pounded on Bakuras back. "Let me go! Letmegoletmegoletmego!" Bakura took no heed to the light screams, still making his way through the maze. He was not going to give over this easy, he wasn't going to let Ryou go. He had given so much to Ryou, and gone through so much pain. Ryou was his. He would always make sure that he was claimed.
"BAKURA!" Ryou yelled desperately, kicking and punching heavily. "What the hell are you doing!" Bakura smirked, finally leaving the dark maze, and into his own dark soul room. He slung Ryou off of his shoulder, and sank to his knees, leering over the trembling light.
"You are mine Ryou." He said in a deadly tone. "You always were, and you always will be. Even if I have to take you by force." Ryous eyes widened, as he began to shake harder, fresh tears pooling in his eyes.
"Noo…. Please no, please please…" he whispered, flailing desperately around. Bakura smirked, tightening his hold on Ryous slim arms. "Why are you doing this?" Ryou sobbed, clenching his eyes closed.
"I don't want to lose you." Bakura said simply. "And, lets face it Ryou… Its so fun to have you screaming in pain…"
"This isn't like you!" Ryou said frantically, tears trickling down his face.
"You don't even know me." Bakura spat, his eyes narrowed in a mixture of emotions. Honestly, Ryou didn't know anything about Bakura, other than his love. And even that was on tenterhooks.
"Please!" Ryou yelled in fear. "Yami…." Bakura smirked, barking his fangs.
"I love it when you beg." Bakura sneered. "I love it when you scream… cry…" He leaned down, gently licking Ryous tears from his pale face. The angel shuddered in revulsion, still struggling madly.
Oh god. Oh God.
"Let me go!"
-wails piteously- gods, I am so so sorry! -sniffle- WHAT HAVE I DONE TO MY BABIES! I am evil... Just when they were happy, Bakura fucks it all up. What else is new.. -.-