Author's Notes:

Well, the next chapter is out, and I finally have decided how the chapters will come out. They will come out whenever I finish writing one on my phone (I have already written 8 chapters on my phone), and on a character's birthday.

Life Right Now

Bakura sat, caressing his lovely angel who was currently sitting in between his legs. He looked to the younger boy whose big brown eyes widened at the sight of his lover. Said young boy blushed light red as he felt the gentle strokes of his lover on his thigh. Bakura leaned closer to the young boy and whispered a small promise. "I will always love you." His promise was soft, and as he said it, he brought one arm up to gently caress the boy's face.

As Bakura made his promise to said boy he made a promise to himself as in to never go back on his promise. He knew how he could be, he is a demon after all, and demons do tend to go around sleeping with other people, not caring what the hell anyone thought. Hell, Bakura raped some whore about three weeks ago. But, he wasn't going to cheat on his angel like that, no, this boy deserved to be treated right! And Bakura was going to work his ass off to make sure that he is treated properly.

The Demon prince lightly kissed the Angela's cheek, and pulled him even closer. "Ryou," Bakura said softly when the boy didn't say anything.

Ryou turned to look at the love of his life, and his lover. "Yes Kura?" Ryou asked softly, turning slightly so that he could see the other guy. Bakura smiled softly when he saw the boy's doe-brown eyes. The demon's hand that was stroking the Angel's cheek stopped, and just held on to the cheek, pulling it a little so that the two were staring into each other's eye.

"Ryou, do you love me?" Bakura asked softly. He wanted to be sure before he made his silent commitment that Ryou too loved him and would stay faithful. And of course he would believe Ryou because he's an angel and he's Ryou, and Ryou just doesn't lie.

"Of course I love you Kura!" The boy exclaimed, turning his body around fully so that he could rest on Bakura. "You know the only problem is our families, more so my parents, and homosexual affairs." Ryou explained, muttering the last part out of embarrassment.

Bakura let out a low sigh, and pulled the boy upon him so that the angel was lying on his chest. "I know Ryou. We are going to work that out later." Bakura whispered, giving the angel a chaste kiss for reassurance.

The two quickly released from the kiss, but they stayed close to each other. Ryou continued nuzzling Bakura, and Bakura ran his fingers through Ryou's white locks.

Actually, the white locks makes many wonder, why do Ryou and Bakura look so much alike? They both have long white hair, even though Bakura's hair is messier then Ryou's. They also both had an extremely pale pallor; both of these traits are rare. However, that's where their similarities end. Ryou has big coffee brown eyes while Bakura's eyes are more of a brownish-red or brick color. Bakura also had more of a chiseled and mature face, while Ryou's was more childlike and innocent. Bakura was slightly more muscular then Ryou, however they were both still thin.

The two stayed in their current positions for a bit longer until they heard a new voice, coming around a corner. "Ryou, where are you? Your parents need you." The voice called.

Ryou immediately jumped at the sound of his name. The two albinos looked at each other before Ryou got off of Bakura, pulled the man up, and watched as he used Shadow Magic to leave. Ryou then started running in the direction of the voice.

Smack. The boy landed on his bottom, his white wings spread out wide behind him. "I'm sorry," Ryou stated before anything else could happen. The boy finally opened his eyes, blinking a bit to regain focus of what just happened.

Anzu smiled as she helped the young boy up to his feet. "No problem Ryou. So...what were you doing out here?" Anzu asked in an innocent voice. Ryou looked away, and tried to lie, but couldn't bring himself to. The boy felt his cheeks heat up at the thoughts of Bakura, something that didn't go unnoticed by Anzu.

"So, who's the lucky girl?" The girl asked in a slightly insinuating tone. Ryou blushed even more, and started to walk faster, his wings folding around him like a protective shield. Anzu smirked and skipped up to the guy, "Aw! No need to be shy! C'mon Ryou! Tell me! I'm one of your best friends!" The girl basically whined. Ryou continued walking, not even taking notice to the girl.

Anzu stopped and pouted, her ocean blue eyes widening. Ryou tried to look up, but he couldn't bring himself to do so. Anzu giggled as she stood in front of Ryou, her blush-pink wings open wide so that Ryou couldn't get around. "Pwease Ryou!" Anzu begged, only to have Ryou innocently shake his head. Anzu once again pouted, but she stood back to get to her full height, quickly spun around in a way that her shoulder-length brown hair cascaded around her, and stalked off in mock anger.

Ryou just started off after her, having to use a slow jog to catch back up to the rampant woman.

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Bakura smirked as he stepped out of the Shadow Realm, and into the family room of the castle he lived in, only to be caught by his best friends Yami, Marik, and Seto. Bakura looked at the trio a small smirk creeping onto his face, until he saw that knowing look on all his friends' faces. Bakura just raised an eyebrow at the looks on his friends' faces, only to have the current look on their face intensified tenfold.

"What?" Bakura asked...well more so snapped. Yami smirked again, while Marik and Seto chocked on an impending laugh attack.

"Who's the lucky guy or girl?" Yami asked between snickers. Bakura's face flushed bright red. "W-What?" The Demon Prince stuttered, trying to avoid looking his friends in the eye.

Yami continued smirking. "Hmm Bakura...you're out all the time, and when you come back you seem truly happy. Not like the happy from a good fight or f*ck, but that happiness that the Angels go on and on about. Who knew it was really something true? So who's the person Bakura?"

Bakura let out a low growl, and his mind quickly went off to work, trying to come up with a lie. "It's a girl...named...Vivian..." Bakura stuttered, thinking of one of his and Yami's many stalkers. Bakura knew it was a weak lie, but he wouldn't stay to see if it worked. The boy quickly walked away from his cronies, and once out of sight, dashed to his room.

Bakura took a deep breath. "I-I can't believe I-I'm in l-lo-l-" Bakura stopped there. He couldn't say that word, because he couldn't bring himself to believe it. Sure, it was easy to say with Ryou around, because he just feels right with Ryou. Bakura closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "Ryou...I love you, but you're going to be the death of me." The boy muttered, wiping the sweat that was forming above his forehead.

Bakura sat in peace for a few moments before there was a loud banging at the door. Bakura looked towards the door, and using his Shadow Magic willed it to be opened. The door then swung open to reveal an amused Yami behind it. Yami smirked when he saw Bakura on his bed, and he walked over to the prince and took a seat next to him.

Bakura's P.O.V

A cold hand touched my cheek and roughly caressed it. Ugh, this is nothing like Ryou's gentle hand that I have gotten used to. I then hear Yami's voice; it is deep, and somewhat melodramatic. "So, Bakura, I guess you are in love. But, who's the real person. C'mon 'Kura ~ a low growl from me ~ I'm your best friend-" Yami stopped when he realized that I had growled at him. "Hmm...What's wrong with the nickname 'Kura," Yami asked, adding extra emphasis on the nickname given to me by Ryou. I growl again, but Yami just ignores it.

More weight is placed onto my poor bed, and it shrinks down even more. Another growl escapes my lips, and I am only a second away from killing Yami and whoever else is now on my bed.

"What's wrong with him," Marik asked, playing with my white locks of hair. I let out another growl, and shove Marik's hand away. Marik just snickers at my movements, and moving so that he is now straddling me. "Is there something I can do to help?" Marik asked, suggestively bucking his hips.

With that movement I feel my temper flare, and I throw the horny teen off of my body. I then finally open my eyes to see said teen on the ground whimpering, and Yami suppressing his laughter. I sneer at Marik and Yami before getting up and trudging into the bathroom, locking the door. ...Thank God I'm the only thief, and the only one capable of picking locks...

Ryou's P.O.V

I sit before my parents, watching as Anzu goes around gushing about my 'girlfriend' and 'soul mate.' My parents seem happy about the news, and my sister is basically jumping up and down, acting like Anzu, but, if they would look at me, they would notice that I wasn't extremely happy, or even happy in the least.

I look down at my lap, using my bangs to cover my face. I then remember what happened a bit earlier, when I was sitting with Bakura, him lightly rubbing my thigh, and well...yeah, things happened. I just want him back; I want to be back in his arms, where everything is better. I know he's a demon, and demons lie, but he seemed so sincere, and I know he cares.

"Ryou!" The sudden sound of my name snaps me from my reveries. I look up to see my father slightly flushed, probably from having to scream to get my attention. I feel the heat rising to my cheek when I notice that all the eyes in the room are on me. Anzu and Amane seem curious, my mother has a neutral expression, and my father seems somewhat mad that it took so long to get his son's attention. I let out a low sigh as I meet the indigo eyes of my father, and wait for him to tell me what he wants.

"What's her name?" My father says again, a stern tone in his voice. I continued to stare at my father, knowing that I couldn't lie to my own family...or well, not at all actually. I just can't lie, I blame the wings... My father presses the question again, and then for a third time, and still I can't answer him. My mother seems to notice this and walks over to me, and gently pulls me up, before walking me back to my room.

Once she is sure we are alone, I see her facade drop. "Ryou," she starts in a solemn voice, "Why won't you say anything. Is this person female? Is she even an angel?" my mother asks softly.

I look away, knowing that of all people I can't lie to my own mother. It's ok though, right, she'll be happy for me... I think about this notion for a moment before deciding against it.

"You'll meet this person when the times right." I finally reply. My mother stares at me for a few more seconds before hugging me. "Remember that you can always trust me, and that I trust you." She whispers in my ear before walking out of the room.

As she leaves she closes the door, leaving me to my own devices. I go over to my book shelf, and pull out my magic book. I then continue back to my bed, where I kick off my shoes and take a seat, thumbing through the multitude of pages, until I get to the one I'm at...healing minor cuts and bruises.

I look up at the door, and seeing that no one is there, I continue paging through the book. I read over my lessons before deciding that I am bored, and going back to my book case. I then push a few books away, and pull out my secret spell book. A book full of illegal spells that I technically shouldn't have, more or less even know about.

I go back to my bed, and use the large spell book to conceal the one that I am currently looking at. I flip the pages to a spell that I had been looking at earlier. This spell allows me to control already dead objects, and even control their spirits if needed.

I take out the dead squirrel 'Kura gave me a few days ago so that I could dissect it, and I place it onto my desk. I then stare at the book, and start to practice the spell.

Bakura's P.O.V

Ra damn all of them! Ryou is mine, all mine! They have no right to question me about him.

Hmm, just to make sure that none of them can get into this room, I seal the door with Shadow Magic. I then hop out of one of the nearby windows, and dash off to a nearby bar. Once there I order a shot of Vodka. I keep taking shots until I drown in my misery. Then...well...everything goes kinda black...

Author's Notes:

I feel the need to inform all readers that Emily is referring to mortals and not demons; she has absolutely no idea of her sons actions.

I also want to inform you that rating may go up in later chapters, but there will be NO lemons!

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