Tenshi: Sumimasen-smimaen-sumimasen-sumimasen, minna! Honto! I'm reaally sorry for the long wait! I already had this episode planned, and started writing it, but I just couldn't manage to finish and upload it!
CoppyCat: Translation- she went to an anime convention for two days, and when she got back, her internet broke for another one.
Tenshi: That's right, she's right, and I'm soo sorry! But now it's finally time for the next episode, and there's going to be some more Ryou-torture here...*hears a gulp and turns around*
CoppyCat: *surprised* What in the name of Osiris are you doing here?
Tenshi: It doesn't matter. Stop being so rude!
Ryou: I-i-i-i-is t-th-that t-t-true? I-is Bakura g-going too...
Tenshi: And that's not all*semi-evil smirk*. Anyway, I'm really sorry abou all that, Ryou, but that's the way it's suposed to be. Anyway, you'll see, everything will turn out just right between the two of you.
Bakura: I hope it will. You do not want to know what I thaught of doing to you after I read the last two chapters.
Tenshi: *scared can't begin to cover it* I- I see... Trust me, this is going straight to tentdershipping. Anyway, we've kep our readers long enouh.
CoppyCat: Tenshi-chan doesn't own yu-gi-oh. If she did, and she can, than Bakura would get a second chance, to become a... 'good' guy... sorta...
Tenshi: Thank you. Now on with it!
RYOU's POV:
'It's been almost 2 weeks. 2 weeks since I've made that deal. 2 weeks since my life got totally messed up, and took a turn for the worst. 1 weeks since I started living with a thief. Things have gone from bad to worse. Bakura's punishments~sometime along the way, I got used to thnking of him as 'Bakura' in stead of 'the thief'~ have become more variated, ranging from bating up, to cutting and even whipping. One time, I even collapsed from blood-loss. Fortunately, I managed to not show wnything to anyone at school. I don't whant to think what would come out of that. And honestly, the way we're going, I'm just wonderig how long there is before he starts raping me. Because now I'm sure he'd be capable of something like that. Talking of wich, I was right. He does have some kind of way to track me down or something like that, since he knew exactly when one day, I took the chance and talked to a classmate. He probably put some spell on me to find out when I break a rule, and probably track me down if I'd run, too. Is it weird that I ot to the point when I can talk aout magic and spells so freely, as if it's the most normal thing on earth? Probably...'
(still) RYOU's POV:
'Right now, my biggest fear is that a bully would soon get to me. It's been more about three weeks since the last bully-attack, and I'm afraid that it won't go on much longer. And if the get me on my way home, I can't explain what happened to Bakura. I can't tell him aboout these problems. I can't tell anyone, as a matter of fact. And I don't know if I'll be able to take two beatings in one day. Fortunately, Bakura seems to have calmed down a bit. The beatings are still as bad, but besides those, he seems to have calmed down a bit since about three weeks ago. We can even eat in the same room now. So...'
NORMAL POV:
A boy walked out of the school gates, alone, his eyes cast downwards, and his silky, white hair shining in the evening sun. When you saw him, you's say he was a normal, maybe a bit to shy, albino, teenager. But if you saw his body, covered in scratches, bruises, scars and wounds, you'd much rather think he's some survivor of a nuclear war, and call an ambulance on the spot.
The boy was walking slowly, his body acting mostly on it's own, leadng him on the way he already knew by heart. His mind was in some other place, taking the few moments he had alone to forget about anything related to school, work, punishments, or the thief. He was thinking about things that could make him happy, thinking about how it would be right now if he was living a normal life, thinking about his family, back when they used to all live together, thinking about Yuugi...
He was pulled out of his day-dreaming when he felt something suddenly pulling him by his hand, but he didn't get the chance to scream for help, cause his mouth was covered by a strong and firm hand.
'Oh, no...' he thaught. He knew this situation all too well. Everythin was way too familiar to him. He knew exatly what was going to happen, and was dreading it, now more than ever. 'Why...' he asked as he was being soved to the wall.
"Hey, long time no see, Ryou. I'd say we have some catching up to do, don't you?"
(still) NORMAL POV:
The door opened. Bakura turned his head towards the sound.
"You're late." he stated coldly.
Ryou nodded.
"You know that's next."
"Yeah... I know..." he replied, locking the door behind him. "... Punishment."
"You choose, or I do it?"
...Earlier:
He was practically dragging himself home. After he woke up in that alley all batterd, and cut up, and pretty much like after one of Bakura's punishments, he started draging himself home. He had to get there as soon as he could. Than maybe the punishment will be a bit lighter. So he kept going, at a very slow pace, as his body was hurting all over. Fortunately, he managed to cover up all the wounds with his clothes, that got out un-damaged.
He somehow got to the door hiding behind it his prison. he took a few seconds to straihten up, as to not show the thief that something had happened. He couldn't explain everything to him. So he had to conceal it as he could. Anyway, he would only have to keep it up untill Bakura took him to his room, since he'd probably chain Ryou up that moment, and the facade wouldn't be necessary anymore. Just hang on till he gets to his room.
With this in mind, he opened the door.
...Back to present time:
'If he choses, he might chose something that would mean undressing me. I can't have him see my new wounds, so I can't take that risk. But also, I can't just up and tell him to tie me to the wall and beat me up. Please, god, help me get through this punishment without him descovering the truth!'
"Let's discuss this." Bakura said, somehow annswering Ryou's prayer. He could make sure it would be something that allows him to conceal his wounds, but at the same time, he wouldn't have to actually name a thing. "How late have you been?"
"T-two hours."
"Do I care why?"
"...no."
"So you were two hours late, for no good reason. Are you just doing it to make me mad? Are you trying to piss me off? Cause if you are, you're doing a hell of a good job at it!"
Ryou shut his eyes tightly as Bakua's voice became slightly louder and filled with anger by now.
"I'm sorry..." the boy said on a soft, trembling voice.
"So, I think about an hour of punishment should do it, don't you? And I think I'm being generous, since you had me waiting around for you for 2 freaking hours!"
"A- ah..." the boy nodded.
"So tell me, what would you preffer me to do to you? Whip you? Cut you up? Pick! What do you think would make you learn your lesson?"
'It's painful, but... they all are. At least, he won't see me that way...'
"K-ki-kic..." he was trying to mumble out, but couldn't find it in him to say it out loud.
"Oh, I see. Well than, I don't see why... Wait! I just had an ideea. Something new. How about that?"
As terrified as the boy was at that, he just nodded. He knew arguing arguing now wouldn't help. Maybe just make things worse for him.
Bakura stood up and walked to the entrance to the living-room, where Ryou was standing now. He walked past the boy.
"Get. to your room." he said, and disappeared into one of the poorly-lit hallways.
Rou was expecting for the other to grab him by his wrist harshly, and drag his to his room. He was used to that. He even started wearing a bracelet to hide his wounded wrists, moving it from one to the other, depending on the wrist he was dragged by the prexious day.
So at this, he was took completely by surprise. But once again, he didn't say anything. He just complied to the thief's orders and silently went to his room. He walked to the wall he knew he would soon be chained to once Bakura started, and put his hand on the wall, leting his head down, the tipical position for him.
"Please let it not be something that rips up my clothes... I don't want him to see me... now more than ever..."
Bakura stormed into the dark room ~it was winter, so sun set earlier. besides, he put up some courtains by now~ and Ryou rose his gaze only to meet the other's eyes, and quickly let his head back down again. As he had expected, he felt the familiar coldness starting to creep up around his hands. The shadows were doing their job and chaining him to the wall.
After being pulled closer and closer, and being tied up, he saw Bakura coming closer and puting something on the floor. A bucket, filled with water. After testing the tightness of the chains, the thief turned around. What he hadn't known was that, by now, Ryou had already stopped standing on his own two (shaking) feet, and instead, let the dark chains support his body completely. He didn't have the power to stand on his own anymore.
He closed his eyes, waiting for the surge of pain that he was shure was about to come. But instead of pain, what came was coldness. His whole body was covered in that feeling, that crept theough his(now almost flat) hair, under his clothes, and and sent a swelling pain through all his wounds. He managed to hide the pained scream that would've sold him off, but he still let out a gasp at the shock. A bucket of ice-cold water has been thrown onto him. After he opened his eyes at the shock, he realised that the bucket was already refilled, and Bakura was leaning over it, soakking something in. A piece of cloath. After soaking it, he rose back up, and looked at the smaller with a sadistic grin-amirk.
Ryou locked his eyes, than suddenly, the pain came. He felt the hit of the wet cloth on his back. His body was frozen, from walking outside in the winter, and then recieving that cold bucket of water just now, and this just helped amplify the horrid feeling.
They kept at it for one hour. Bakura kept hitting at him with all his force, and calling hm things like 'idiot' and 'worthless', and every time Ryou would get close to fainting, and being spard the pain, Bakura would throw another bucket of water at him.
After a time, he even stopped usng the cloth, and went back to kicling and punching the boy.
Ryou kept screaming, and begging, and crying in pain, as violent new waves of pain traveled his cold body with every new hit, and when the thief would get an already-injured spot, the teen thaught he would die from the pain.
After a while, he lost all ability to even scream, as he was too exhausted and beat-up for that effort, and in stead settled to sitting there and take it all, tears runing down his face, mixing with blood even before touching the floor. He felt another bucket of freezing water hitting him, but he was too exhausted to care. In a few seconds, just before his hour ended, Ryou finally drifted to unconsciousness.
Tenshi: Ok so it's after 1 in the morning, but I had to finish this and upload it already. Now I can concentrate a bit on the other two ficks I've started...*yawns*
CoppyCat: Also, my Hikari wants yo all to know that starting with next chap, things finally start happening, and the plot starts showing.
Tenshi: Yeah, that's right. Thank you, Aibou. Also thanks to all the reviewers. I'll summ you all up next chap XD I hope you enjoyed... Please review(if you want to). Well, Bye everyone! Love you all! :* ^_^
