Kyo - Hi there! How are yous again? Ok, once again, there are mistakes and all that crap. So... yeah, heads up. Oh, and in the first chapter and my oneshot, I forgot this: Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. I have nothin' to say, but the warnings. Warning: there is rape, bad words and sexual acivity in this story, so once again, heads up. Anyways, I luff you all! Have fun readin' this!
Sweet, Sweet Nightmares
"Bakura? Bakura where are y… There you are." Ryou sighed as he found his Yami lying on the couch, drunk, as he had been for a while. Many things had been going wrong in Bakura's life lately and Ryou had been trying to help but it all turned out worse.
"What do you want now! Ugh… get me some painkillers…" Bakura closed his eyes and twisted his face in agony.
Ryou returned seconds later, a glass of water and a couple of painkillers held in his hands. He leaned down and handed Bakura both of the items, giving him a face full of concern. He was just about to leave for the kitchen when he felt Bakura's hand grasp his own.
"Where do you think you're going?" Bakura asked before pulling him closer to himself.
"Um… I'm going to the kitchen…" Ryou said, trying to get out Bakura's grasp.
"No you're not." Bakura held Ryou tighter, not wanting to let his hikari go.
"Bakura! Please let me go!" Ryou replied in a hushed tone, slipping his hand out of Bakura's own.
"What? Don't you want to please your little yami here?" Bakura sat up, a smug smirk on his face, trying to act innocent.
"Bakura…" Ryou said quietly, not knowing what to do. He had been in this situation many times before, but every time he had messed up, falling for the traps Bakura had set up.
"Please Ryou… All I want to do is play…" Bakura now stood up, a fake pout formed by his lips as he walked closer to his hikari who was slowly backing up by every step his yami took.
"But I… I-I c-can't…" Ryou replied, backing up against the wall, to scared to move away.
"You can't, or you don't want to?" Bakura asked, putting his hands against the wall, on either side of Ryou's head. He neared his face to Ryou's, brushing his nose against Ryou's.
Ryou stuttered, not wanting to say the wrong answer. Every time he did, something bad happened to him. He bit his lower lip for a second before sputtering out, "I-I-I d-d-don't k-know…"
Bakura smiled sweetly before giving an evil smirk, revealing his fangs. "Wrong answer." He leaned forward, kissing Ryou roughly.
Ryou fought against the kiss, trying to stop anything that Bakura might do. He tried pushing Bakura but all he received was a hard slap.
"What are you doing! Don't you love me?" Bakura's tone changed as fast as his words did.
Ryou held his hand to his cheek, almost at the point of crying, but he knew better. If he started crying, that would show a point of weakness, and weakness around Bakura is not a good thing. He would hit him harder than he had. Ryou closed his eyes and blindly punched, knowing that Bakura would dodge, but you never knew.
As Ryou thought, Bakura dodged and chuckled evilly, taking Ryou's wrist and twisting it, hearing the sweet sound of agony. He pushed his own body up against Ryou's, his wretched breath filling Ryou's tiny nose.
"Someone's learned to defend himself. But this someone hasn't learned properly, huh?"
"B-B-Bakura…" Ryou said, the pain from his twisted wrist crawling up his arm. He let out a small scream, making Bakura let go.
"So… You don't love me eh? Do you!" Bakura now grabbed both of Ryou's wrists, pinning him up against the wall, kissing him hard.
Ryou struggled against the kiss. He moved his head from side to side, pursing his lips so Bakura's tongue wouldn't enter. He lifted up his knee and blindly hit Bakura, for once actually made contact.
Bakura backed up, and sneered, watching Ryou wipe his lips and run toward his room. He chased after him, tripping him. Bakura then picked him up, holding him tightly, making sure the most he could do was squirm.
"Oh? So I was right. You do want to kill me, eh? Well guess what?" He neared his lips to Ryou's small, delicate ear, "I'll kill you first." He dropped the defenseless hikari on ground and kicked him.
Ryou curled up in fear and pain, expecting the blood to come pouring out of his mouth and nose at any moment. He tried crawling away, but all he received were harder blows to his abdomen. He opened his fearful eyes and stared up Bakura, before his vision became blurry, he noticed a small glint in Bakura's eyes, and a small fang revealing itself from Bakura's hateful smirk.
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Ryou awoke in searing pain, not knowing where he was. He opened his eyes, painfully and slowly, looking around, finding himself in his own room. He reached up and touched his lip, finding dry blood on the edge and recalled everything that happened before he passed out. He held back his tears and looked down, to find himself naked in his bed. He bit his lip, knowing what came next.
The door opened to find a half-naked Bakura standing at the doorway, slipping his black leather belt off. He walked up to the foot of the bed, smirking like the maniac he was. His hands unbuttoned his jeans, slipping them off his hips slightly before crawling onto the bed, taking Ryou's chin in between his index finger and thumb.
"Are you ready to love me now, innocent little angel?" Bakura asked in the sweetest voice he could conquer, nuzzling his nose with Ryou's.
Ryou held back a scream and bit his lip, not wanting to respond. He backed up a bit, bumping into the headboard. He watched Bakura follow him, the belt still in his hand.
Bakura smiled, kissing Ryou's cheek, before looking into his eyes. "Fear… How lovely you are when you're scared…" He chuckled, leaving small kisses on Ryou's bruised neck.
"B-Ba…" Ryou quietly replied, not wanting to relive what had been happening the last few days. He dug his fingers into the sheets, afraid of what Bakura had planned for him.
The said yami's eyes flashed a dangerous crimson. He looked up into the helpless hikari's eyes, smirking. He neared his face to Ryou's, kissing him roughly again. He pushed Ryou at the chest, making his back thump against the headboard once again.
Ryou pursed his lips, not wanting Bakura's tongue to enter. He closed his eyes shut as he tried his best to push Bakura, only receiving a slap in return. He looked through half-shut eyes and sneered to himself.
Bakura growled and took Ryou's hands, placing them above the innocent's head. He took the leather belt and belted Ryou's wrists together tightly. He once again neared his face to Ryou's and made a biting motion.
"Will you not ever learn little hikari? You can't win!" Bakura laughed, "No matter how hard you try. You can't escape." He planted a small kiss on Ryou's lips, "Learn that, and you'll learn the meaning of life."
"…No…" Ryou said softly.
Bakura stopped in mid-laugh to look at his hikari, his eyebrow raised, "What!" He huffed out lowly.
"I said NO!" Ryou responded, many decibels louder.
Bakura chuckled evilly before patting Ryou's cheeks. "Ah, such a stubborn angel, huh?" Bakura chuckled again, bearing his fangs.
Ryou closed his eyes before saying out the last thing he would say that night, "No… there's more to life than this torture… and I'm not taking anymore of it…"
Bakura couldn't hold it back anymore. He slapped Ryou cold and hard, making him fall to his side. Bakura towered over him and leaned down, biting hard on Ryou's neck, causing him to scream out in pain.
Ryou couldn't do more than kick, which wasn't working much to his advantage, it only aroused the crazed maniac. He held in every noise his mouth was aching to make as Bakura touched every part of him. He hated this. But the thing was… he couldn't stop Bakura. It wasn't his fault… it was those damn voices of his… they had been haunting Bakura since he witnessed the murder of his parents… the only thing was… why bother him now? After so many years of living with those memories, why emerge now?
Bakura was fully unclothed now. He was staring down at Ryou, looking at his fragile, petite, scarred body. He knew he was causing him this pain, but it wasn't exactly him who wished this upon him. He took a deep breath before placing himself at the smaller one's entrance, warning him before plunging in.
Ryou screamed out in pain. Not pleasure; pain. He whimpered and cried as Bakura pulled in and out, getting rougher and rougher with each thrust. He didn't do much to resist, his hands were tied together and his legs had no feeling in them.
As Bakura released and lay next to his frightened and pain-filled hikari, he smiled as if nothing had happened, stroking the poor innocents hair.
"Now, that wasn't that bad was it?" He said in a soothing voice, kissing the tip of Ryou's pale, petit nose.
Ryou winced while whimpering silently, shaking his head.
Bakura smiled and hugged his hikari before he had a chance to faint. Once he was sure Ryou was unconscious, he kissed him, stood up and walked away…
At that moment… Ryou woke up. He looked around to find nothing but darkness. He looked down to find the unfamiliarity of one of Kaiba's many guest rooms. He wiped cold sweat from his brow before bringing up his legs and weeping into his knees.
He looked up, the tears running down his face before he whispered to the cold, lonely, yet comforting air.
"Never again… never again will that happen… never…"
He tilted his head and looked out the balcony glass doors to find the silver moon. He knew, that at this moment, Bakura was out there, looking for him. He wouldn't stop his search until he knew exactly where his hikari was.
Ryou sighed once more, wiping the stray tears that decided to not stay hidden. He rested his head on the stiff pillows and brought the sheets up, trying to drift off into what most people called, "quiet sleep", even if he knew that he would never get it, no matter how hard he tried.
His heavy eyelids closed against his will, taking him into the endless vortex of dreams, making him oblivious to the world around him. Little did he know that, at that very moment, Bakura was watching him. He was probably not there, but Bakura knew where he was and he was determined to bring him "home".
