Ello all! xD Look! 50 CHAPTERS! WOHOO! -celebrates- xD
Yeah... Bakura fucks everything up AGAIN...Biiiiig surprise... xD
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Malik rummaged around his smallish bedroom, searching for a pair of pants, when he felt a pair of slim arms snake around his waist. The Egyptian gasped, and spun around in his captives grasp to find a pair of dark mocha orbs, glittering with an unknown emotion. Malik let out a soft gasp as Bakura kissed him, his back against the wall as the demon forcefully pressed his mouth against the caramel boys lips. Malik groaned softly as Bakura probed the inside of his mouth, eyes lowering shut and slim fingers twisted in silvery hair. His slim form was trembling in pleasure and anticipation, arching his back as Bakura oh-so-sneakily ground his hips into the sandy-haired boy.
"Liar." He smirked, breaking away from Malik, and shaking his wild locks free of bronzed fingers. Malik gasped, amethyst eyes widening as he began to tremble.
"Wh-what?" He whispered, eyes locked on the demon, who growled.
"I said," He hissed, backing away from him. "You lied to me. If you didn't love me Malik, then why did you react that way to a simple kiss?" He crossed his arms, glaring at the Egyptian, who blushed, gazing down at the ground.
"I-I don't know…" He said miserably, leaning against the wall and sliding to the floor, his head in his arms. "I don't know, Bakura, I just-just didn't want to hurt Ryou. Please, Bakura, I love you. I have since the day I have met you!" He lifted his head, and gazed tearfully at the demon. "I just don't want to hurt my best friend…" He broke down into tears, His sobs choking desperate breaths. Bakura let out a long sigh.
"Well fuck Ryou!" He yelled angrily. "I don't love him, I hate him! I hate him!" He clenched his hands into fists, his head bowed. "And you're right. It would break his heart." Bakura lifted his head, grinning manically.
"NO Bakura!" Malik yelled desperately struggling to his feet. "Please Bakura, whatever you're planning, don't do it, please, oh god please…" The darkness didn't heed him as he marched out of the room, and pulled on the rest of his clothes. "Bakura!" He yelled desperately. "I-I don't want to love you like this! I don't want to be with you if it's only to spite Ryou!" Bakura ignored him, marching out of the room and slamming the door.
"BAKURA!"
The sick-minded darkness softly opened the door, mouth open in shock at the sight that lay before him.
Ryou!
He ran towards to the limp light, and sank to his knees, gently shaking Ryou, his heart pounding and breath shaking.
"Oh gods, Ryou…" He whispered softly, rolling the light over onto his back, gently stroking the side of his face. The light groaned softly, eyes slowly opening, unfocused brown orbs blank and empty. "No Ryou!" Bakura lifted the light into a sitting position, softly rubbing his back as Ryou leaned into his side. His head lay limply on Bakuras shoulders for a few moments, before he finally lifted his snowy head, eyes focusing on the yami. He smiled, Bakura smiling almost tenderly at the light in return, as he softly but firmly dragged him over to the couch. Ryou whimpered softly, as Bakura set him down, and the darkness gazed at the light critically, trying to force his emaciated form out of his mind, stumbling over to the fridge and pulling several contents aside in the search for food.
"Wh-What are you doing?" The light whispered softly, his quiet brown eyes wide and curious.
"Cooking you some fucking food." Bakura said shortly. "Now sit down and shut up." Ryou squeaked, and curled into a tight ball, beginning to tremble slightly in fear.
"Gods, Ryou, I'm not going to hurt you, so stop it." He spat, glaring at the light, who merely looked down, head buried in his hands. Bakura ceased what he was doing, and placed a hand on Ryous shoulder as he sat down, the whitenette shrinking away at the touch, making Bakuras heart swell in pity and shame at what he had done.
"Please don't hurt me…" Ryou whispered, looking away from the darkness, and trembling. "I'm sorry for what I did wrong, but please…" He whimpered softly, curling tighter into himself. Bakura sighed aloud, resting his head on the back of the plush couch. Fuck, Ryou was pissing his off right now. He reached out a slim pale hand, gently lifting the lights head from his hands, gazing into red-rimmed chocolate orbs. Ryou made a small keening noise in the base of his throat, and tried to pull away, But Bakura didn't move as he gently placed his lips on Bakuras sweet mouth. The light gasped, eyes slowly lowering shut as slim fingers lifted up to Bakuras cheeks, gently cupping his jawbone. The yami smiled softly, and broke away from the kiss, softly stroking Ryous cheekbone.
"I'm not going to hurt you, Baka." He snorted, brushing silky bangs out of warm chocolate eyes. "Gods, Ryou, you're so skitterish…"
"I-I'm just scared…" Ryou looked down, beginning to sniff. Bakura snorted at the light, his mind still going away at full tick.
Ryou… He tasted so good… Bakura almost licked his lips, as he brought the lights thin form closer to himself, resting his head on his shoulder. It was like kissing honey, the sweet colour of strawberry ice-cream. His beautiful light snuggled softly into him, burying his head in the yamis chest as he struggled to control his shuddering sobs. Bakura softly ran his fingers through fluffy cotton hair, and Ryou froze, but sensing Bakura meant no harm, the whitenette relaxed, his sniffs finally clearing his blocked, stuffy nose.
Wait…. Ryou sniffed the air again, a cold feeling like icy water trickling down his back. Bakura… Smelt of sex… The light lifted his head away from the yamis chest with a confused look in his soft brown eyes.
"Y-Yami…" He whispered softly, never breaking his gaze. "Why do you smell like you've had sex with someone?" Bakura froze, his insides suddenly feeling like he had swallowed a lump of ice. "Yami?"
"I just needed to clear my head, Ryou, I wasn't thinking straight, I-"
"You BASTARD!" Ryou hit the yami as hard as he could across his face, and leapt out of the couch, shaking and crying. "YOU DIRTY LITTLE WHORE, BAKURA!" He retracted a fist, and slammed it into the yamis gut, the horrible feeling of betrayal returning tenfold throughout him. "YOU LYING CHEAT!" Tears coursed down his face, as he sobbed in between incoherent yells.
"Ryou! Calm down, please!" Bakura stood up also, his breathing harsh and erratic as he struggled to control his light.
"WHO WAS IT WITH?" Ryou raged tearfully, his chest heaving. "WHO THE FUCK DID YOU DO IT WITH?" Bakura mouthed something, his eyes cast on the floor. "WHO WAS IT?" Ryou sobbed, hitting Bakura hard across the face.
"M-Malik…" Bakura finally said, eyes now fixated on red-rimmed brown eyes, still leaking tears. Ryou froze, his thin form shaking and face contorted in anger.
"Get out." Ryou said in a low shaking voice. Tears were trickling further down his face, and his fists were clenched so tight they drew blood on his palms. "I said GET OUT!" He screamed, throwing a bloodied fist hard into Bakuras chest. "I Hate you! How could you to this to me? HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?" The light sank to his knees, shaking and crying. "Oh god Bakura… I sit here and wait for you, and you're out fucking my best friend? Oh my god… I did everything I thought was right, I tried so hard to make it work, I just didn't want to get hurt again… What the hell is wrong with me?" Ryou continued in this distraught vein for awhile, before Bakura took pity on him, and sank to his knees, taking the sobbing light in his arms.
"I'm sorry, Ryou." He whispered softly. "I didn't want to hurt you, I just wanted to- wanted to clear my head, I was so upset and confused… But trust me, I would much rather be with my sweet little light than that psycho Malik." Ryou whimpered in the yamis hold, his miserable sobs and wails increasing in volume. "Please Ryou…" The light didn't respond, his face buried in his hands. "Please…"
"Stay away from me!" Ryou sobbed, pulling himself out of the yamis grasp. "How could you do this to me? How could you! You know how much I love you, Bakura! You know I'd do anything for you, and you go and have sex with my best friend!" He continued to sob, pain and betrayal shredding his only half-healed heart. "Please Bakura, just leave me alone…"
"NO!" Bakura yelled desperately, hoisting the light in his arms as he stood up. Ryou yelped and struggled in Bakuras grasp, sobbing and shaking, but Bakura never released his hold as he opened the front door, closing it behind him. "I'm not letting you go. Ever." He scowled, roughly slamming the door behind him.
-.-''' -hits self- Why did I go and do that? They could have been happy! -sobs- I am a meeaaaannniiiieeeeeeeee
Don't hurt meh. Please. -cowers-