Title: Player 4
Warning: YAOI! YAOI! YAOI!
Disclaimer:
A/N: Lol I just LUVED all the reviews! But...as much as I know you'd all like to see a Bakura/ Yugi/ Marik 3-some, a Bakura/Yugi/Malik 3-some, or even a Bakura/Yugi/Seto 3-some it's not going to happen! lol And (to PageTurn) I'm nasty? YOUR the ones READING this stuff! lol ON TO CHAPTER 7!
Player 4
He sat in Darkness.
A Shadow that captured all light and tore it apart. He sat with his arms rapped around his small frame. The small boy was all alone, he felt so cold. He knew this was a dream. It was all just a dream. He also knew what he had done. He'd given in. He let Bakura do whatever he wanted to him, he let pure bliss take over and he didn't fight back.
He hated himself for this. He hated everything now. What had he don't to deserve such a fate? How could ANYONE do something so bad as to become some psycho's little slave. Why was he so special?
I wish this was reality and reality was the dream...maybe then my heart wouldn't ache so much and my tears wouldn't fall...Maybe then Yami would still love me...like he always said he did...
The boy hugged himself harder and buried his face in his knees.
Yami...
I'm here Aibou.
Y-Yami!
Yami was there. Walking out of the darkness with a caring smile on his face. This was only a dream. And Yugi still knew it.
Yes...I'm here to help...
Yugi wanted to cry at this point. Why was his mind playing such games on him? Why?
Go away...
But Yugi-
Leave! This is only a dream! Only something to get my hopes up then let them come crashing down when I open my eyes...Why must this be fake? Am I so bad as to feel all this...Everything hurts now...everything feels so far away and broken...
But I can mend what is broken for you...I'd do anything for you...
I said GO AWAY!
In a cloud of smoke Yami had left, but not before Yugi saw the look of disappointment and hate on Yami's face. Yugi just sobbed.
Why must it hut so much...
A chuckle in the darkness. A figure appeared. Bakura, that demon.
Because my angel, you let it hurt. You still love Yami. You want him to save you, but you know he won't. That's why it hurts...because you still have hope.
Yugi didn't say anything more. He knew Bakura was right. As much as he told himself no one would come save him, he still thought someone would. That someone being the person he stilled loved, Yami.
You see...as long as Yami is still alive, you think he will save you from this...let's change that shall we?
A beaten Yami appeared on the ground in front of Bakura's feet. His hands were chained behind his back. Bakura smirked at him and pulled him up by his hair. A knife was now in his hands, glicining in the darkness.
No...
With out another word Bakura slide the knife deep inside Yami's stomach. Yami could only gasp for air, blood dripped down his chin from the corner of his mouth, as the blade was driven deeper and deeper into his body. Bakura pulled out the knife and let Yami's now limp body fall to the floor.
NO!
Yugi then shot awake. He hurled his shaking form into a sitting position and heaved in fresh air. A cold sweat covered his body, his throat was dry, and he couldn't stop his frail form to stop shaking for a second.
Calm down...it was only a dream... He repeated to himself over and over again.
"Ah! Good! Your wake little one." The small boy turned only to see the cause of his nightmare come out of the shadows. "And right on time too. I've got someone here I think you'd like to see...a little surprise if you will..." Bakura said, shifting over to the bed Yugi was sleeping on.
Yugi curled his legs in and tried to get as far away from the white-haired demon as possible. "Had a nightmare it seems? Oh, but don't worry...I can make everything better..." He cooed in a sinister voice as he pulled Yugi face to face with him. He smirked then pulled the boy into a deep, bruising kiss for a few seconds before pulling away, licking his lips.
"So would you like to see the surprise now?" He asked, gliding his index finger down the tri-color haired boy's chest. Yugi only shivered.
"Fine then...I'll show you anyways..." Bakura purred. "Please. Come closer..." He gestured to the shadows. There was a slight flicker of light and a shadow shifted in the darkness.
The next thing Yugi saw brought tears to his eyes. It- or rather He, opened up old wounds, poor Yugi would have rather forgotten about.
There, standing before him was Ryou.
Ryou!
His face was as pale as every, his once happy chocolate brown eyes were only dull voids of nothingness, but that wasn't the worse part. No, not at all. Ryou, an old friend, was standing before him just as he died. Cuts, wounds, bruises, and scars covered ever part of his body. Blood was still dripping from his chest and finger tips on to the floor with a soft "ploop" sound. His hair was tangled and dirty. All he wore was a plain white cloth skirt. The look on his face held sadness, aloneness, concern, and lostness all in one. But what really made Yugi's heart ache was what Ryou now had.
Wings.
Pure white angel wings spouted from his back and folded behind him.
"R-Ryou!" Yugi could barley say that name.
"Yes my pet...Ryou, Player 4!"