Lost And Found

By As You Wish x

Disclaimer: I do not ownYugioh! Kazuki Takahashi does. I am writing this for fun, not for profit

Warnings: Abuse of Mind and Body. Language. Hitting, Cutting, Rape, Alcoholism, Suicide - You HAVE been warned

A/N: This was first created 1-23-09 and last updated 8-30-10. If there's any dedicated readers left out there I am truly sorry for the neglect, life caught a hold of me. So here it is, re-vamped (I hope)

RATING: M because in later fics somewhere it will contain some horrible stuff

Summary: In this re-done fanfic affairs.

Ryou Bakura has no family save an Uncle on his father's side, whom is a British Millionaire in Future Advanced Technology (FADTech) since he has no heirs, Ryou will one day, take over the company. It has been a year after then Ceremonial Ritual Duel between Yugi and his ancient spirit in the tomb of the pharaoh. Yugi had lost and the spirits now reside in their own forms in the modern world.

This is dedicated to Tornado-Fawkes and to all those who still await for me to continue this FanFic =}

Lost And Found

"Are the only thing that can save me"

Despite it being mid morning, Bakura was no where to be seen, maybe Malik stopped and took him out, Ryou thought. His wrists were un-cuffed and placed on the bedside table. They were bloody from the struggle. Ryou staggered to the bathroom and examined his new wound on his left side. Pulling out some antiseptic and some items to patch up his wound; Ryou put on some fresh clothes and left quickly, staying was no option.

"The usual Ryou?" the young girl at the till asked, ready to take his order, Ryou has became a regular at this small café

"Please, that would be great, thank you Helena" Ryou smiled as he sat in his usual spot at the back of the cafe, by the window. Soon his order came along with a berry smoothie

"It's on the house" Helena smiled and went back to the till

Ryou took his time with his food, his body shook on the inside from the abuse last night. As he sat there with the smoothie in one hand, his head resting on his other, a shooting, excruciating pain filled his side, coming back from his intense day dream Ryou heard Mokuba's apologetic voice.

"I-it's ok," Ryou breathed "E-excuse me" Ryou said and made his way to the Cafe's toilets

"But, Ryou -!" Mokuba called but Ryou phased out in pain

Putting his bag on the side, he got out his small medical kit, but then fell to the floor. It was only faint, but he could hear another voice entering the room, suddenly, Ryou was sat on the side to see a pair of icy blue eyes locking with his

"What happened?" he sneered, Ryou then realised his top was raised and all his wounds were on show. Ryou only turned his head, Seto continued, taking the old bandage off of Ryou's gaping gash

"Your Uncle has been in contact with me" Seto started, cleaning the wound, Ryou felt too weak to do or say anything.

"I have signed the papers, you are to move in with me –"

"What?" Ryou cut in "What on earth for!"

'Escape, now is your chance!' Ryou thought 'No, I can't, he will hunt me down'

"Your Uncle has placed you under my care and protection," Seto replied

'He can't hurt you, not under Kaiba's care' Ryou's thoughts battled with him

"No" Ryou clenched his teeth

"Don't waste my time Ryou, you are coming with me" Seto pulled down Ryou's top and looked into his worn, chocolate eyes. Ryou put his medical kit in his bag and stood up, turning to the door Ryou mumbled a 'no' before going through, ignoring Mokuba on the way out, he left the shop quickly.

Ryou took the long rout home tonight, thinking about what Kaiba said, he should have took the protection, he should have gone with! But he couldn't, even though Bakura is no longer in his head, he has control over him in other ways.

"Where have you been, My. Little. Angel?" a voice came through the living room as Ryou closed the door, he cringed.

And it starts... Again...

"Out..." Ryou replied, it didn't matter what he said, the result would be the same, this he knew.

"Well, that is pretty obvious. My. Little. Angel," Bakura sneered as he walked over towards Ryou, without warning, Bakura punched Ryou in the stomach, who fell to the floor in agony.

"Don't. You. Dare!" Another voice sneered, Ryou looked up, flinching, to see Malik holding Bakura's raised fist, Ryou took this opportunity to swing the door open and sprint as fast as he could down the street.

"Shall we see how you like it, Bakura?" Malik hissed as he sliced a knife down Bakura's side, earning a sharp painful cry from him. Malik grabbed Bakura by his hair and dragged him to the bedroom, picking up the handcuffs he had took off of Ryou, and Malik cuffed Bakura to the bed.

"I bet this is what you had planned for our little Ryou, see Bakura, I know you too damn well" Malik spat in his face as he ripped off Bakura's clothes with the said knife, cutting him at the same time.

"What on earth are you doing? Malik, I order you to release me!" Bakura struggled; Malik leaned in close to Bakura, and whispered.

"No,"

Turning Bakura over, Malik inserted himself as harshly as he could, ignoring the pain he also received himself, it was the pain he was dealing to Bakura hr focused on, the pain in which he deserved, and more.

Ryou just kept running, until exhaustion took over, collapsing to the harsh brick floor, slipping into unconsciousness.

It was late, when Seto arrived home from his last business meeting, he had passed Ryou's place before driving down Ryou's street, ordering his driver to stop the car immediately, seeing a form on the floor, knowing instantly whom it was, Seto didn't hesitate to scoop up the white haired boy and cradle him in his arms, ordering his driver to step on the peddle to his home.

Ryou was stripped of his wet clothes and put into dry; all wounds were checked, cleaned and re dressed. All Seto could do now is wait. Picking up the phone, Seto dialled a number and waited for it to pick up.

"Hello, Mr Bakura? Its Seto Kaiba, it's Ryou..."