Chapter 6: When the nightmare returns
Bakura was looking at Ryou's sleeping face and had to smile. His lover looked so beautiful when he was lying next to him. It was like he was belonging there. Right next to Bakura and nowhere else. After the teary confession Bakura took the younger boy back into the bedroom. On his face crept a smile when he thought about it. Every time he spent with Ryou seemed to be better then before. Bakura was determined to make sure that it was going to be that way since now on.
Ryou moved in his sleep and incoherently murmured something. Bakura lowered his face to him and teasingly kissed the sleeping boy. Almost immediately he could feel the heat returning in full force. It seems I can't get enough of him! Bakura let his hands roaming on the smooth skin and continued kissing the cheery lips. So sweet! I can't believe this! It is heaven to make love to something so beautiful. I really was born on a lucky planet.
A soft moan escaped from Ryou's lips and Bakura smirked. "'Kura, what are you doing?" Ryou gasped when his lover started leaving a light trace of kisses on his jaw and neck. His breath became quickly short from Bakura's ministration. With his head pressed into the pillow to give his love more space Ryou half cried when he felt Bakura's hand teasingly stroking his inner thigh. Encouraged by the sound his lover made Bakura pressed his lips against Ryou's earning a deep kiss.
When they parted Ryou was left breathlessly. Before anything more could happen he gently pushed his lover away. "'Kura, it's late and I promised Amane to go shopping."
Bakura attacked the smooth skin behind his ear and earned surprised yelp from the boy. "Forget her! Amane will not go back before eight or nine and now is still only eleven in the morning! Which mean …" he devilishly smile and was ready to kiss Ryou but the boy pressed his hand on Bakura's lips and finished instead of him.
"… that I should go and make something to eat." When he saw that disappointment in his lover's eyes Ryou smiled gently and whispered into his ears.
"I will make it up to you later. How is that sounds?"
Bakura gave him a playful growl. "Better be really good. But I have to refuse the meal. I'm not feeling really hungry. You go ahead!" Ryou nuzzled his face into Bakura's neck and sighed when he left the warm body.
"'Kura, I'm going to take a shower and then I will go to the shop. Want to go with me?"
"Not, really. Shopping centre freaks me out. May I join you for the shower?" his lover blushed faintly when he heard that. "'Kura, I really need to go shopping. Can you think at least five minutes about something else?"
Bakura shrugged and looked thoughtfully at Ryou. "Well, back in bed then? Though the shower would be nice!" Blushing furiously Ryou fled the room. In the air was still heard of Bakura's laugh when he turned the shower on. As the hot water started falling on his body Ryou couldn't help but think about his lover. The night and the morning were beautiful. He would never guess that sharing love could be so wonderful. And exhausting. In spite of the sore body Ryou smiled. Something back in his mind tried to catch his attention but he pushed it away. Everything he wanted to think about was Bakura.
Amane couldn't move. Her body was frozen on the same place and refused to move even inch. The mind of the scientist was paralysed by pure fear. Automatically, like a machine she bent down and pick the phone. With shaking hands she tried to call home. But she couldn't focus at the small numbers on the phone. Again it was useless. The phone felt from her hands one more time.
Think, girl! It's probably one of his stupid jokes. He just wants you to panic and be scared. And hell he is successful. It's okay! Ryou is safe with Bakura. He doesn't let that psycho to hurt Ryou again.
Amane put her head into her hands and sighed. It was so hard convinced her mind that it's okay. That nothing bad happened and that her brother is alright. Her mind was floating in the ocean of possibilities. Her heart was racing and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't calm down. The call from Marik caused her increasing pressure on mind.
She didn't know how long she was just sitting in the chair staring at nothing. All that pain caused her almost three years ago was back and she didn't know how to stop it. How to stop Marik. It was like a nightmare. A never-ending nightmare she couldn't stop and prevent from returning. Amane sank deeper into the chair and hugged herself. So hurt, so frightened. Like a little animal she wished to find a very dark corner where she could hide and never be found again.
It was just so hard. In her mind she played everything what happened that day so long ago. Her teary confess to Father Charles. The broken body of her brother. The men telling her to give up. … Marik's insane eyes.
These eyes. They were hunting her with all the power of hell. Amane wanted so much to forget. The more she tried the more it wasn't possible. It was her personal nightmare. Her personal hell. She sold her soul to devil and she was aware of that. It was like in dream when she remembered the talk with Father Charles. The fact that he didn't judge her for what had she done was the only thing keeping her going for so long.
Like a robot Amena put herself together. Now wasn't the best time for giving up. After all she was a scientist and in science didn't exist giving up. With one very deep breath she started dialling the number for Father Charles. Patiently, Amane waited for answer. It took long but after that there was an answer.
"Hello?" the voice was little groggily. Amane didn't doubt that she woke the priest from a deep sleep.
"Father Charles? It's Amane."
"Amane, do you know what is the time here? What happened?"
She sighed in relieve. Good old Father Charles. Without anything else he always know.
"Could you please do me a favour and find where is Marik right now?"
"Marik? Dear Lord! I heard it a few days ago but he left England. I'm not sure what is true in this. Don't worry. I will find out. He contacted you right?"
It took all her will power not to drop the phone again. With shaking voice Amane tried answer as good as it was possible.
"Yes, he contacted me. Please, Father, try to find out where he is right now."
"Don't worry I will do my best. Be careful, Amane!"
She hung up the phone and tried to stop tears from falling. It was so unfair. Everything was starting to be normal. Her brother and she were both happy. Bakura made sure of it. They lived like a family. Ryou was in love!
And that devil in human disguise appeared again.
Amane started dialling another number. This time it was home.
Bakura was more than just sure that after Ryou left the room he felt asleep again. When he woke up there was no sigh of his lover. There was a simple note on the desk telling him that Ryou went to a shop.
He smiled for himself when he looked at the neat handwriting. The wonderful feeling when he was inside of Ryou momentary left his mind worried less. Only thinking about how beautiful Ryou was made Bakura feel eager to touch him again. The clock on the wall showed nearly one hour after noon. It was a little bit odd but Ryou should be back. Maybe he just looked after something. Ryou's attention was easily distracted.
At least it gave Bakura time to take a shower.
Ryou was walking slowly and checking his list of the groceries he wanted to buy. It seemed that he got everything. Softly smiling to himself Ryou continued in his way back home. The smile just didn't want to go away from his face. It was like the events of last night and this morning left him completely unprotected against the wave of happiness he felt.
He never felt this way before. He wanted to jump and scream Bakura's name as he did during their lovemaking. That memory still could bring a blush on his pale cheek. His smile widened when he thought about the making up he promised to Bakura after they woke up. Rather after Bakura woke him up. Ryou couldn't say he would mind waking up like that more often.
Since he knew Bakura the whole world looked brighter. Ryou took a deep breath and close his eyes. Life was perfect and Bakura made Ryou sure of it.
It was when Ryou was passing one of the side streets; a hand covered his mouth with some sweetly smelling cloth. The bags fell from his hands and the world turned into darkness.
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Murail
