Past Connections

by Scarred-Neptinite

Layla, or Karen, her modern alias, lives a simple life after she killed herself over her husband's body three-thousand years ago. She finds a young man injured on her way home who looks like her late husband. Is it him? Will she be heartbroken again? Or is this a second chance? Crappy summary, sorry. Also, it's mostly fluff, I wrote this one for fun. Warning! Lemons and language!

5. Chapter 5

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. Have fun! ENJOY! I'M HYPER! I FORGOT MY MEDICATION! YAYASYASYSYSYSYDHYDEYFKFKFNHTHKJLRHJGRIH;O TH HO EERNOT UE5VSYI

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*The next morning*

I wake up to a pair of brown eyes staring at me intensely. "Hello Bakura." I laugh.

"Hello." He kisses me roughly. I moan and feel sore from our activity last night. Bakura moves off me and spoons me. "Why did you choose marriage to me over a stranger?"

"I didn't know how he would treat me." I don't look at him. It's better if he doesn't know the whole reason.

"Layla…" Bakura growls. "I don't believe you."

"I, also, kind of loved you ever since I saved you from my brother."

"That was you!" His jaw drops. I suppress the tears. "I thought it was a guy."

"That's because I didn't speak." I try to leave the bed, but Bakura pulls me back.

"Do you really think I'm done with you?" A memory flashes when he was angered and beating me. I feel the blood running down my back as I try to retreat out of the room. "Where are you going? Do you really think I'm done with you?" I start screaming. "Layla! Are you okay?"

"No! I'm sorry!" I have no control on my body or voice. "Don't hurt me!"

"Layla? I'm not going to hurt you. I love you, but it took me three thousand years to figure it out." I see his regret but can't stop screaming. "Please, let me help you. I'm sorry." Bakura forces me close to his chest. "Calm down. I'm right here and I'm holding you." I slowly relax in his arms. "It's going to be okay." He kisses my forehead.

"Okay." I whisper. Bakura doesn't raise his hand toward me or forces me away. Has he really changed this much? What caused this?

"Are you okay?" He caresses my hair.

"Yes, thank you." I hold onto him tightly. "Who caused you to be this sweet?"

"Are you bent on this question?" He laughs it off.

"Yes." I look at him directly. "You could never be this sweet."

"I really just missed you this much." I see the hurt in his eyes. Fine I will buy it now, but what will happen in a few years?

"I'm sorry Kitty. I love you and I believe you." I feel his hands roam my back to my butt. "And now you want more sex."

"No," he laughs. "Just a little fun."

I kiss him. "What did you have in mind?"