Tenshi: Ok so I've become addicted to writing this storry. Seriously, I can't stop! It's allmost midnight, I've just updated chapter two minutes ago, and still I just have to write this!
CoppyCat: Than do it! Write it. Maybe than you'll finally be able to stop.
Tenshi: Ok, I'll do it! But first, the disclaimer.
CoppyCat: Want me to do it?
Tenshi: Could you, please?
CoppyCat: Of course, aibou. Here I go. Tenshi-chan doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh! If she did, Bakura would get the screen-time he was promised in his contract (and even more). How's that?
Tenshi: Wonderful. Thank you^_^ Well, on to the storry now.
"Class is dismissed." The teacher said as soon as the bell rang. Everyone rushed to grt to the caffeteria for lunch, just one boy turned to the oposite side, walking away from the place that everyone gathered at.
When he was sure he was alone, Ryou rolled up his sleeves to check on his wounds. After setting him free that morning, Bakura gave him a first aid kit to tent to himself. He couldn't risk getting unwanted attention by bleeding in front of everyone. When he finished, Bakura gave him his clothes, wich he had apparently retrieved by using his shadow magic, and let him go to school, without allowing him breakfast however. Luckilly, he still had some money with him, so he was able to buy something for lunch on his way to school.
The boy climbed on the roof-top, where he knew he would be alone, since it ws actually a restricted area. But Ryou couldn't help it if he loved it there! It was just soo wonderful, being alone, silence all around him, giving him the chance to put some order into his thaughts. Also the feeling of the wind through his hair, and all the smells that it brought from the ground, everything was so beautiful up there. No classmate to make fun of him. No bully to beat the living hell out of him. No thief to order him around. No. This was his word. And this is where he felt content.
Unfortunately, everything has to come to an end, and th bell soon rang, noting the beining of the next period. "Stupid next period..."the boy groaned while getting up ftom the floor of the roof-top.
When school ended, Ryou started walking... home, i guess. His wrist still hurt. His left wrist was on pretty bad shape, maybe even a broken bone thanks to the strong rip of the thief. That's why he dropped the plates the other day, he thaught. He remember how, when e was done with clening the place up, he reached for the plates in the cupboard, but there was probably something else on top of them too, wich added weight, and the moment he he brought them out of the cupboard, he felt a sudden flow of pain in his wrist, causing wim to drop everything he was holding.
Thinking about that, he passed by a store, and he thaught he would go in. They would need some new plates, maybe some cleaning products, since Bakura was very low on those, and most importantlly, food. The refridgerator was almost empty. He needed to buy something to prepare the thief's lunch. So he went in.
After about half an hour, he walked out, carrying a few white bags with him. He continued his walk home, trying to ignore the intense pain in is wrists, and the rest of his scratches and bruises.
After a while, he saw the big, black gates of his new house. He aproached them, and they opened on their own in order to let him in. The boy thaught it was probably some kind of shadow magic that Bakura used so the gates reckognized him. He walked past the gates, and on to the _ and unattended house. If he didn't know better, he would say it was an abandoned house. The paint was coming off every here and there, the black door at the front was all scratched and choped up, and there was even a broken wndow at the first floor, that no one thaught to replace, in stead sealing it with some sheets out of the news-paper and some band-tape. The other windows were all dusted up and you couldn't see anything through them, inside or outside.
He walked to the door, and once again, it opened on it's own and let him in. He put down the plastic bags in his hands and put his jacket on the hallstand, but he didn't get to do anything more, cayse he found himself pinned to the wall, his wrists held tight against it and thobbing from pain.
"Where have you been?"
"I-i... went to the sto..."
"Didn't I tell you not to go anywhere? Didn't I tell you that you are to come straight home from school?"
"I-I'm sorry..."
"When will you learn your place? When- will you learn that you are not to make any decisions, and you are not to do anything unlessI tell you to do so?"
"I'm s-s-so-sorry!" The boy shut his eyes tightly, restraining himself from shouting out in pain when the thief's grip on his wrists tightened.
"Don't you get it?" the thief barked out. "I don't need 'sorry' , I need you to stop disobbeying me!"
"I'm sorry... Y-yami-sama, i-it won't happen again." the boy's woice now trembled with fear, and the effort to keep in his cries of pain.
"I told you, I don't care for 'sorry'. But I know there's one way that you certainly won't disobbey me again." And saying this, he pulled the boy after him, into his room, where he pushed him to the floor. Ryou watched, terror written on his face, as the older boy approached himwith a sadistic look on his face. He tried to back away from the psycopath, but he was at the ground, and his body was already hurting all over because of the wounds from yesterday and the force used to push him to the ground.
"Maybe now you will remember Not to tak decisions on your own, the thief threatened, kicking the boy in the wribs. "You- have to learn your place, boy!" and another kick. And another, and another. He smiled at the screams of pain that the teen let out with every kick, and he continued punishin the boy, kicking him in the wribs, stomach, back, and everywhere he got his foot to.
"S-STOOP!... AAAHhhh P-pl-Aahhh... p-please... STOP!"but the thief didn't. On the contrary, he enjoyed the boy's screams of pain and beggs for mercy. He gave another kick, sending the boy flying into the wall, with another scream, and a yelp when he hit the wall.
"Remember this lesson, boy. Or else, things will go from bad to worse." the thief turned around to leave the room. "Oh, and, when you get up from there, I'm waiting for my lunch." with that, he closed the door.
Ryou stayed there, not moving a muscle, crying i pain, for what just happened, and afraid of whatt was to come. 'What dod I get myself into?' he wondered. 'I promised that I would obbey him, that I would be his, but... I can't do this anymore.' he kept on crying. Ít's only been two days, and allready I'm good to go in the hospital...' his tears were forming a puddle on the floor. 'Yuugi, where are you? I need to see you... I can't stay here any longer. I need to get away... I need to get as far from this place as possible... I need to run away... But he'll probably manage to treck me down and catch me with that... shadow magic of his...'
After staying alone on the floor for a period of time, he found the power to rise up, slowly, yelping when he felt one part of his body or another throbbing in pain, and he let his weight on the wall to help himself get to his feet. He somehow got to the bathroom to patch hmself up, than managed to drag hmself to the kitchen. Lucklly, he was pretty good with cooking, so it wouldn't be a problem to prepare the meals fro now on. He prepared the thief a steak, and put together a salad for himsself. Unfortunately, he didn'know wich room was the thief's, so he set the plate with the steak down on the table, and went searching for his mater.
After a few minutes, he found the man in a room, staring at a wall. However, from his position, Ryou couldn't see what wa there that the thief took so much interest in.
"Y-Yami-sama... Lunch- is ready."
"Good." he answered, turning on his heels and walking towards the door. After Ryou got out too, he locked the door and started walking to the kkitchen, Ryou following. The boy watched as the man saw his steak on the table and walked there, sitting down. Ryou took his own food in his hands and bowed respectfully.
"Have a- good meal, Y-yami-sama." he turned to leave.
"Where are you going?"
"To-to my room..."
"When you're finished, clean up the top floor. Start up by scrubbing the floors."
"Y-yes, Yami-sama."
The rest of the day went on pretty smoothly. After he finished eating, he washed the dishes, than he cot the cleaning products he bought that day, and started clening everything up. He scrubbed the floors, as he was instructed, than started putting all the cleaning products in order in the bathroom, puting everything in its place. He swept the floors, dusted the few pictures on the halls, and cleaned up the empty rooms that were in the same condition as his. Sometimes, the pain would recidivate, so it wasn't very easy to work, but by the end of the day, it seemed that his body was starting to recover. little by little. He didn't meet Bakura for the rest of the day, and for that, he was gratefull.
When Ryou was ready to get in his bed for the night, after finishing his schoolwork at his now clean desk, he looked out of the grilled-up window.
"One day..." he told himself, "One day, I'll get out of this place."
Bakura was walking along the halls of his house.
"I've got to admitt, the boy's done a pretty good job. I wonder why he can't just obbey me? Than the whole punishing thing wouldn't be necessary. Anyway, for now, he has to learn who the boss is around here, so I won't go easy on him." he said out loud as he inspected the boy's work that day. He opened a door, to see a tidy room behind it, unlike how it was the last time he saw it. So was he net, and the next, and... when he opened the next door, Bakura realised that he got to the boy's room. His books in order on his desk, and everything in the room tidy and organised. But that wasn't what's caught the hief's attention. The boy was lying there in his bed, a few stray locks of hair on his face, the moonlight fallin perfectly on his face. He was so... beautifull! Wait, what? No, that wasn't right. He was jut a slave, a toy, someone to do all the work and obbey his every word. He wasn't suppozed to admire his beauty! Not that he was beautifful anyway. He was just tired, and wasn't thinking right. Yeah, that's it. He should probably get some rest, he thaught.
Tenshi: Yay, Chapter three is done! Now I'm going to write chapter two of Strange Happenings before I go on with chapter four, but I already know what's going to happen in both, so it will probably pe a pretty quick update ^_^
CoppyCat: Aibou, you told me to remind you to...
Tenshi: Oh yeah, that's right! 'm sorry for any grammar errors, lease, if you notice anything that's not right, let me know in a reiew. I need to know every little detail if i want to emprove as a wrier, so please, let me know anything. Some of them are thanks to my keyboard, that just seems to make fun of me sometimes, but others are my own mistakes, and I need to know them in order to crrect them. So please inform mr of everything.
CoppyCat: Also we're sorry if Bakura seems a little OOC at the endin, but Tenshi-chan plans to turn thins into a YAOI, so some things have to happen.
Tenshi: Yeah, I'm really sorry if Bekura's not right at the end. Anyway, whatever you think, you know what you have to do.
CoppyCat: Yeah. it's called 'Review'!
Tenshi: Thanks for giving my fick a chanse ^_^ I love you all!
