Eh-heh…Yo…I feel really bad for not updating when I said I would. Really I do. I just can't for some reason. The Othello Internal Clock does not move at the same pace as the rest of the world. So I apologize right now for being so dumb and not updating till now! I'm so, so sorry! I use the school defense. I swear that school will be my downfall one of these days. And than I went off to Europe, which was wonderful, by the way.
Faceless Abuser
Love me without boundaries, just as I love you. That is the first step in any relationship.
"Ryou…Ryou, are you alright?" Bakura spoke softly to the sniffling teen in his arms. He was barely aware of everyone else around him right now. They didn't matter to him; all that mattered him was his beloved little Ryou. He lightly shook the boy to get his attention. Ryou looked up at him with still watery eyes, the skin around his eyes slightly puffy from rubbing it so much. All in all, it was just so cute.
"Bakura…" Ryou began with a distant voice before looking around and realizing that he still had company here. The platinum blond blushed a bit and tucked his face back into Bakura's chest. Oh, this was just too embarrassing. Why did he have to realize something like this at such a time when so many people were around? He needed to be alone with Bakura now to talk to him. He turned to peek out at everyone surrounding them. They wanted to support him, but they just weren't what he needed right now. "Bakura….I'm sorry everyone, but could you please leave for today? I'm afraid I'm not feeling too well…I know you want to help, but just leave me alone for now, okay? That's what I really need…"
"We'll always be here for you," Yuugi offered softly. Ryou smiled at him and nodded before turning away and listening to everyone shuffle out of the house. He waited for the door to slam before sighing and completely giving into Bakura's arms. It felt better this way. When no one was around he could just give in to the desire he had to collapse into the arms almost identical to his own. Only these were different; these were stronger. The arms holding him tightened a moment before loosening, allowing him an escape. Bakura really is a big sweetheart. Even though all he wants to do is hold onto me tightly, he still loosens his grip to allow me an escape route.
Ryou shook his head and curled his body farther into Bakura's, hoping the other would get that he didn't want an escape route anymore. Even though they'd just talked about it an hour ago, Ryou knew he would be lying if he said he didn't want Bakura to hold him tightly; to keep him safe inside those strong arms. One of the hands moved up Ryou's back making him shiver a bit, but it didn't stop until it reached Ryou's shoulder. Bakura shook the other gently.
"Ryou, what's up? What's going on?" Bakura asked softly.
"I'm just uncomfortable with them here, Bakura. That's all," Ryou sighed softly. Bakura sighed as well and simply ran his fingers through the teen's platinum hair. It was really actually very soothing for the both of them. "I'm tired…"
"You can sleep on me, but the floor isn't very comfortable," Bakura commented offhandedly. Ryou looked up at the other and sighed trying to push himself up before he was suddenly in the air and Bakura was carrying him up the stairs. "How's this, then?"
"Uhm…" Ryou blushed, his entire face turning beet red from embarrassment. "This is nice. I like it…."
"Good then…" Bakura smiled softly and continued up until he was to his room. He bent down a bit to open the door and then turned sideways to get them both inside the room. Ryou blushed again and turned slightly to close the door for Bakura. The yami raised an eyebrow but shook off his curiosity and set Ryou down on his bed. The other shivered at being on a bed and being alone with Bakura, but he still felt that warm, safe feeling deep inside himself.
The bed dipped a bit, making Ryou look over to watch Bakura crawl over to his position on the bed. They watched each other until Bakura was towering over his light. Bakura placed a gentle hand on the younger male's cheek and ghosted it down to his lips. Ryou brought a hand up and did the same to Bakura. They just lay there, watching each other for several moments before Bakura leaned down and lightly placed his lips against Ryou's. It was certainly a difference from the kisses he'd given the other when he was drunk. There was meaning in this kiss, or at least there was a point he was trying to convey through it.
Ryou moved his hand from Bakura's cheek to his shoulder while his face flushed just a bit. He couldn't help the electric feeling that shot through his entire body. It was the first real, meaningful kiss that Bakura had ever given him. It was almost dreamlike. The older of the two males on the bed lifted his head away slowly to look at Ryou with searching eyes. Ryou looked back and smiled lightly. With the one arm that wasn't holding onto Bakura, he pushed himself up and planted another soft kiss on his lips and then lay back down on the bed. Before anything else could happen though, he took the yami's hand off his face and pressed it to his chest, just above his heart.
"Can you feel it? My heart is beating so quickly I think it's going to fly right out of my chest," Ryou smiled lightly up at the other. He held the hand there, waiting for Bakura to say he could feel the heartbeat in his hand.
"I feel it…It's beautiful, Ryou. So very beautiful; just like you," Bakura leaned down and kissed the teen again, this time with more push to the kiss. He slid the hand that was on Ryou's chest down to his side and let it rest gently on his hip. He figured that was as far as he could go right now because of the shudder that Ryou's body let loose. He pulled back and kissed the boy one more time one the lips then again on the cheek and again on the forehead. Ryou never twitched for any of the kisses or pulled away.
Bakura rolled to the side of the teen and laid a hand over his heartbeat again. He couldn't help wanting to feel that beautiful beating. It was beating so quickly. He smiled softly and rolled off the bed to get to the boom box type thing he kept in a corner of the room. Ryou sat up to watch what the man was doing before he heard a soft, flowing melody come on. It was the type of melody that played for couples in a dance. Bakura held out a hand to Ryou and while the other was somewhat hesitant, he took the hand and allowed Bakura to sweep him into the flow of the dance. It was most certainly different than what he thought was going to happen when they came up here.
"We didn't get to dance properly before and your school," Bakura shrugged. "This seemed like a good idea when I thought about it ten seconds ago…"
"It's wonderful of you," Ryou giggled a bit and leaned against Bakura. They continued to sway slowly and without much purpose until the song came to an end and the boom box clicked off. Both of the males fell onto the bed. Ryou smiled softly at Bakura before turning on his side and moving up so that he was al the way on the bed. Bakura followed after him and lay behind the younger boy with a small grin. At least the boy was willing to sleep on his bed with him there.
"Hey, Ryou, would you like something to sleep in?" Bakura asked suddenly. Ryou turned to look at him with a raised brow. "Well, I mean that sleeping in day clothes isn't always comfortable…"
"Oh…uhm…I guess so then…" Ryou flushed, sitting up and waiting for Bakura to get him a shirt to wear. The spirit eventually did get up and ruffled through a drawer and pulled out a dark navy blue shirt for the teen to wear. He tossed it at Ryou. The boy pushed off his pants and then hesitantly began taking off his shirt. He wasn't going to like this part. Bakura was going to see the marks and get mad again. He paused and looked over at the yami. "Uhm…Bakura… could you turn around? Please?"
"Why? Is something the matter?"
"Well, no…it's just…." Ryou flushed and looked away from the older man.
Bakura came over to the bed and sat next to the other. He then quickly grabbed
onto the other's arms and pulled back the sleeves. What he saw almost made
him feel sick. He couldn't believe it. Ryou's arms were a mass of cuts and
designs and just a big mass of red with bandages around his wrists. And it was
all his fault. He'd driven the other to this. Bakura pulled the arms towards his
body and began kissing them all over.
"Oh, Ryou…I'm so sorry…these are all my fault. If I hadn't been so cruel to you. If I hadn't beaten you or…ra-raped you. This is my doing. I'm the one who destroyed you. And yet you're still so beautiful," Bakura looked up at the other, tears slipping out of his eyes. "I'm so, so sorry…"
"Oh, Bakura…" Ryou sighed, taking his arms back and wrapping them around his waist. "It wasn't only you….it was other things going on with me; things in my head that just didn't sort themselves out…" The other male wrapped his arms around Ryou's waist and laid his head in the teen's lap. Ryou placed one hand on the man's shoulder and ran the other through his long platinum blonde hair.
"So, what are we to do?" Bakura asked after some amount of time had passed. He seemed to have gotten over his tears but he didn't move from his place on Ryou's lap. Nor did Ryou make him move. After all, Bakura had comforted him. Now it was only fair that he did the same for the man that was torn apart in his lap.
"We're to do the best we can…together," Ryou smiled softly. That apparently caught Bakura's attention as he shot up and looked at Ryou with wide eyes.
"T…Together? You mean…? As in…? Together?" Bakura looked at the other with an almost disbelieving look. Ryou simply turned to find the shirt Bakura had gotten for him and pulled his own off. He waited for a few moments, letting Bakura look at him before he slipped on the too large, long sleeve shirt and got up to go retrieve something from his room. He came back with a little brown, square box. He sat on the bed again and opened the box.
"These were my mother's. She said I should use them for something really special…Here, give me your left hand," Ryou held out his own hand for Bakura's. The yami did as he was told and soon found a silver ring with a gold design in the middle on his ring finger with the matching one in his hand. He took Ryou's left hand and slid the ring on the teen's finger, making the boy flush just a bit. He smiled at the other and held Bakura's hand. The rings clinked lightly against each other. "These rings signify that we're a couple and in love. Always together, now and forever."
"But you said you weren't ready for love," Bakura posed it in the form of a statement rather than a question. Ryou sighed and laced his fingers with the other male.
"I thought I wasn't...but when everyone else was here and I kept shifting in my seat, I remembered how comfortable I felt in your arms. You made me feel that. I was happy. It makes me think that it must be how happy married couples feel…" Ryou paused for a moment before continuing on. "And when I fell into your arms crying and you were the only one able to comfort me, I understood. I am only really and truly happy in your arms. You make me feel safe and content. It's a feeling I'd never felt before until you confessed and started changing…and the more I think about it, the more I realize…I think I loved you all along too, Bakura…It's just that everything else got in the way on me being able to say it…"
Bakura smiled as tears slipped from his eyes again and he kissed the younger male lightly on the lips before they fell back on the bed. Their ring hands were still laced tightly together as their lips touched again, sealing the love with a kiss.
Sooo…….This is the end of the road folks. I can't write anymore. The story is all fluffy at the end, but what the hell. I like fluffy and it was the only way it was ever going to be finished. I'm sure you're all plenty pissed that this took so damn long, but I've been having my ass chewed off by just about everyone. This is the first chance I got to really take a break and watch Pride and Prejudice and write like there's no tomorrow. I've been writing for God only knows how many hour's straight and this is as good as it's going to get, lovelies. So, please accept this ending. I'm working on other things, other stories as well and if you wanna read those go right ahead. Maybe I'll write another Yugioh! story. Could be fun. We'll see what happens to my brain since it'll probably have to be a short story. Much love to all who stuck it out with me. This is Othello, signing off!
