Tenshi: Hey Minna ^_^ I am so sorry about the LOONG wait for this chapter, but like I said, school was getting on my last nerve, and I ended up with a HORRIBLE author's block., and total lack of motivation! Ok, so I had this chapter written already, but it needed a lot of editing, and like I said, total lack of motivation! However now I'm back!
Bakura: Thang Ra for that... *sarcastically*
Ryou: *is being cute*
Tenshi: *glomps him* ^_^ XD XD XD
Oh BTW, this chapter was not yel proof-read, so there might be quite a few spelling problems in. Please try to not let that bother you, and I will come back to repair it as soon as time allows me...
All together: YamIncorporated does NOT own yu-gi-oh or anything realted to it!
Ryou: Not even abuse tendershipping, despite the number of them she has in plan...
Even after Bakura left the room, Ryou didn't move from the position he was in. In fact, the only thing moving inside the dark room, were the tears that kept falling from the boy's eyes.
In fact, though he might have appeared like being present in the room, Ryou's mind was far from there. His mind was in a world, of his darkest memories, that the thief has now reawakened. All the memories that Ryou had faught to lock up, were now once again set free, and threatening to crush the boy's mind.
Of course he had never completely forgotten or erased them, but he had tried... denying them, so as not to risk falling under theyr emotional weight.
The faces of his family, his parents, and his little sister Amane. All the mornings he'd cook for her, when theyr parents were away, or too buisy to be bothered doing it themselves. The day he had met Marik, and when his parents had decided to take the orphan in. All those stormy nights, when him and Amane would end up curled together with theyr friend in the boy's bed, or when Marik would come up to Ryou's room, already knowing that the boy would be in his bed, terrified, and having an inner debate with himself over waking his friend or not from sleep. The times when he'd stand up to the bullies threatening his sister, or when Marik would help him overcome his own bullies.
all the good times, from back before that dreaded accident took place, and destroyed his previous life, practically taking everything that he cared about away from him.
If he was ablle to move, Ryou would've screamed in frustration, but he couldn't go as far as to force his body to lay back down, or even to simply stop all those tears from flowing, creating endless rivers running down his reddened cheeks.
Then suddenly, the reality of the moment hit him.
He, had just talked up to Bakura! He had screamed, in fury, at the man who had caused him so much pain, and who was sure to cause even more in days to come. And, he wasn't punished on the spot.
His body once again started shaking in anticipation of the beating that the thief was sure to apply to him as soon as his body recovered in the smallest ammount.
Then yet another thaught crossed his mind.
All of his fresher, and larger wounds have been cleansed and bandaged. And, how did he make it home in the first place?
Did... Bakura, really find him and bring him home? And not only that, but the other also tended to his body and wounds, and went so far as to fall asleep next to his bed! Why was the thief, suddeny, showing so much... was it, compassion?
The corners of his mouth curled up into a very small smile, before his chain of thoughts was cut short by the sound of the front door opening before closing.
He froze in place.
Did Bakura come back already? How long has it been? Was it a thief? Did someone break in? What was he supposed to do now? He couldn't fight to save his life! And right now, he might just have to.
The boy tensed up as he heard footsteps climbing the stairs. He was starting to panick, and subconsciously shrank back into his bed-sheets.
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Bakura opened the door to find the boy hiperventilating, staring at him with wide, fearful eyes. Than, to his surprise, the teen relaxed some, and shot a ~though small~ smile of... relief...?! Bakura shook it off. He growled, and took something out of the white plastic bag he was carrying, before advancing towards the bes, a scoul firm on his face.
Ryou immediately took back on the figure of fear from earlier, and tensed up waiting for Bakura to beat him, or who knows. Confusion flodded his face when in stead, the thief exherted his hand, holding something in it, seemingly handing it to him. He looked weirdly at the object, then looked at the thief before realising his mistake and quickly casting his eyes down.
"Eat!" Bakura ordered exhasperatedly before shoving the object closer to the boy, forcing him to grab a hold of it.
A sandwitch, Ryou concluded after tearing apart the wrappings.
"I...don't-r-really..." the boy mumbled incoherently and barely audibly.
"I won't hear it!" the thief dut him off harshly. "You will eat this. You need to get some proteins in your organism if you want to get better. So from now on, you are going to eat, a lot more meat.
"-but..."
"Nothing!" and with that, Bakura sat on the bed beside him. "You're going to do as I tell you, got it, boy?"
"Y-yes, Bakura-sama..."
The sandwitch wasn't really bad tasting or anything like that, but Ryou really didn't feel like eating anything. Unfortunately for him Bakura sit there watching him until he was finished, and the sandwitch completely gone. And soon the sun started rising outside, lighting up the room, and making Ryou realise that it was in fact very early, fact that seemed to have skipped his thaughts during all the agitation. He also noticen that the room he was in was slightly dusty, and no blood stained the carper, bed or wall. he didn't give the fact too much thought, though de did slightly wonder why the thief moved his room.
Soon he was dome eating, and he put the papers that once held the sandwitch on the bed-set.
Both boys kept sitting there in awquard silence, neither of them saying anything, and neither glancing one look towards the other one. However the silence didn't last long, as Ryou abruptly brought his hand to his mouth and sat up, dashing for the bathroom. Yet despite his intentions to get there as quickly as possible, he didn't get far, as something grabbed his hand, holding him in place. Or rather, someone did. He looked back, to find Bakura's hand holding his wrist, the small motion causing him slight panic, his eyes mirroring his fear wich Bakura didn't fail to notice. With a growl, he closed hie eyes, eyebrows moving to form a frown.
"Calm down, would you?! It won't help if you throw everything up! You have to keep the food down for it to actually count."
"Mm-hm..." the boy moaned, shaking slightly.
For a second there, he had actually forgotten about his sickness. Then, however, he felt his stomach squirm again, and tried desperately to pull out of the thief's grip as he felt the food rise again. However it was a lost cause, as Bakura was a lot stronger than him, and he knew it.
"Please..."
"Just calm down already!" Bakura growled out, and effortlessly pulled the boy to sit back next to him. The sudden movement caused Ryou's stomach to spin even more, and he was sure that he was gonna throw up right then and there.
Bakura moved so that they were now pressing against each other, and Ryou felt the other's hand moving around his waist, causing him to tense up more. But then, to the boy's utmost surprise, the thief started rubbing his stomach in circles, gentlyer than the boy would have deemed the thief capable of, applying slight pressure on it every once in a while.
This was so different from any other touch the boy had ever experienced from the thief. But yet, it felt good. Surprisingly was calming. And, somehow... somehow, it felt... right.
He absenly noted that his sickness seemed to have stopped. So, that was wat that was all about... his mind thought through the thick fog that seemed to have settled over it before darkness covered it completely and he felt limp into the clutches of the sleep he so needed, but not before noticing that the courtains had been drawn sometime during that whole ordeal.
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Marik: That's it? I was expecting it to be longer...
Tenshi: Well, it was suposed to be, but I had to cut it short, since it's the evening before Christmas eve, and I have to finish writing this, and two other chapters(for orhter storries) by tomorow.
Bakura: Why?
Tenshi: Because, oh your greatness, I have decided to update both my storries plus a fluffy christmas special on Christmas eve.
Ryou: Fluffy...? *gets hopeful look in hie eyes*
Tenshi: Yes Ryou, it's gonna de tendershipping fluff...
Ryou: *grinns*
Marik: So, You gonna tell them?
Tenshi: What- Oh, yeah! Thanks for reminding me ^_^ So everyone, I have opened a poll on my profile, containing the summaries for 12 different storries, that I have either started, or plan on starting. I really need your help with deciding wich one I should go with from now on, since it's really hard to concentrate on so manny storries at a thime.
Bakura: So basically you need theyr help to decide what to write next, since you're too undecisive to do it yourself...
Ma: No! - Well, maybe a bit... But I also need to know what readers want to read most! So everyone, pweeease wote on wy pwoooolll *makes puppy-dog eyes of doom*
