Title: Broken
Summary: A compilation of YGO one shots that were inspired by one simple word.
Warning: Yaoi! Deathshipping.
Disclaimer: I WISH I owned Yu-Gi-Oh!
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Broken little Ryou Bakura lay on the middle of the floor. His eyes stared up blankly up at the cracked ceiling, and although he was bruised and battered, his chocolate eyes were also dry. Ryou was still breathing weakly, and the look on his face was perhaps the most disturbing part of the terrifying scene. It was not a pained grimace, not a sad expression, or a shocked expression…his face was completely void of expression.
Then again, there were two much more alarming things in the darkened room than something as simple as a facial expression. The first was a tall tanned male, who stood in the corner grinning at the scene with sharp canines. He seemed quite pleased with what he had accomplished in such a short space of time. The second disquieting thing was something that seemed much more innocent – a frilly lacey pink dress, not unlike a frock you would see on a little girl's china doll. Ryou Bakura, the broken boy on the floor, had been forced into the frilly thing.
Mariku Ishtar wasn't pleased with his new doll. Not pleased at all. For after all, dolls should be compliant. Ryou Bakura, the broken boy, was not a compliant little thing.
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A/N: One shot number two! I'm thinking of doing at least ten of these. What do you guys think? More, or less? As always, thanks for reading and please please review!