Starved

Bakura doesn't like to eat and there isn't much Ryou can do about it. But when Bakura nearly passes out, will Ryou realize that Bakura needs help?

a/n: This is for Cheysuli-Night! Thanks Cheysuli, this'll be fun, hard, but fun to write!

Warnings: Shounen ai, maybe yaoi, cursing in Bakura's POV and other, mentions of rape, past mentionings, warnings continuing on into infinity.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh, DON'T SUE. I'm broke anyway and am as much tricky as Yami Bakura.

Bakura's POV

I feel myself grip onto Ryou's shirt tightly, sobbing harder. I'm not sure exactly why I'm crying like this, why I can't stop the salty stream from falling. My past wasn't one of best, but, it can't be that. I feel my body leave the ground and tighten my grasp once more. Where are we going? What is it? How can he pick me up? I'm huge..

I feel myself being sat in the big puffy blue chair in the kitchen and wrap my arms around Ryou's neck tightly. "Bakura, please let go for a second."he asked me. I lock my arms into place stubbornly. "Bakuuuraaa."he groans, pulling his head out from under my grasp. How did he do that? Wow. His brain must be smaller than I thought to fit in that head.

Ryou picks out these little pills from box things on the table and comes back over to me with a glass of water as well. "Open up."he says, putting most of the pills on the table and keeping one, or so I thought. "What's that?" I ask, cocking my head to the side. I don't know why I do that, I just do. "Just take them and I'll give you a cookie."he says. I knew it! He's trying to fucking poison me! I knew it!

"No! You're gonna-Mmph-cough-" I choke, feeling the pills lodge in my throat. This is how it's going to end, I knew Ryou was going to kill me. Suddenly water comes rushing into my mouth and throat, washing down the pills. "Ugh." I gasp, coughing hard. "I'm sorry Bakura! I had to make you take them somehow."he apologized, coming back over and wiping the dried tear stains from my cheeks.

I felt a bubbly feeling swell in my body and just started to giggle for no reason whatsoever. I started to laugh hard, doubling over and holding my stomach though, it started to hurt. Ryou gave me a strange look, then the feeling started to go away. But, I still feel happy. The mirror next to the chair bares our reflection. Is it bewitched, cursed, what? I look, so horribly thin. Sickly, almost.

I felt Ryou put his hands on mysides and looked over. "Let's eat lunch."he said softly, smiling. "Ok." I say. Iwonder if he did poison me.

Freak in the Shadows: Sorry for the badly written chapter. It's easier to write from Ryou's POV in this area, so I'll stick to that for now. What do YOU think Cheysuli-Night? I mean about the story itself. I can write another if you wish.