Me: Beware, this chapter will really pull at your heart strings
Bakura: Why? I'm about to tell my lover I love him
Me: Are you sure that's gonna happen? Have you not met me?
Bakura: What are you gonna do?
Me: Uh uh nothing!
Ryou: Please read and review! SilverHowl doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh! just the plot
Then, a loud crash sounded. Bakura looked at Ryou. He ran out into the room, and couldn't see anyone. When he went back to Ryou's room, he was gone. The window was open and the curtains were flowing inwards. He ran to the window sill. They were gone. Bakura had tears well in his eyes, but then his instincts took over. He jumped out the window; it wasn't a far drop. He saw a car driving away. And in the back, he could see Ryou pounding on the back window. "Ryou!" Bakura said. He chased after them with tears running down his face. He started becoming very tired and couldn't keep up. "I can't lose you to…" Bakura cried. But at least he knew who had Ryou. It was Ryou's father. How did Ryou's father even find them? Bakura ran back and got his keys rushing back to get his motorcycle. He didn't even bother to put a helmet on and he sped away trying to catch back up with that car. Just when he thought he had run out of luck, he could see Ryou's hair. It was the same long, white, and flowing hair that was much like his own only more neater and silky. "Ryou!" Bakura shouted.
He saw Ryou turn, and he didn't say anything. Just stared at him. Bakura could tell he was frightened. Bakura was already going as fast as he could. He drove up right next to the car. The father saw him. He pulled out a phone saying something. Then Ryou started hitting the window. Bakura looked at him. He had tears streaming down his face, and it looked like he was trying to tell Bakura to get away. Bakura tilted his head in confusement. "I can't leave you!" He shouted. Then Ryou pointed at something behind him. Bakura looked, and a truck smashed into him and the car with Ryou. That car quickly sped off along with the truck. Bakura was sent flying, and falling into a ditch. They were out in the middle of nowhere, and the ditch became apart of a river. Bakura's arm was in the water, but the rest of him was still outside the water. He was unconscious. He was losing a lot of blood fast. He could here shouts. "H-help.. Pl-lease…" Bakura stuttered. He knew he wasn't being loud enough. His motorcycle was on top of his other arm, pinning it. He couldn't at all move.
He then heard movement close to the top of the ditch. "Pl-lease, please help me…" He tried, this time a little louder. He saw someone look over the edge. His face was that of shock, and he called other people over. The first man slowly worked his way down the ditch. It was a steep fall, and there were rocks everywhere. He had to wait for another person to come down, and they tried lifting the motorcycle of him. "Ow! Don't do that, I think my arm is twisted somehow." Bakura snapped. They looked at it, and saw the problem. His arm was somehow in between one of the wheels and the main body of the motorcycle. They tried pulling it out, but it only hurt him worse. They had to call a firefighter to come and cut the motorcycle. By the time he was free, he was paler and getting weaker by the minute. The ambulance had arrived and they were taking him to the hospital. "Ryou.. Ry…." He said as his vision soon became black.
Ryou was terrified. The one he loved had been sent through the air by a truck! He saw the terrified look on Bakura's face as he saw the truck just as it was coming at him. He wished he could unsee it, it was too horrible to comprehend. He looked at his father, he was obviously furious. So, Ryou simply pulled his knees to his chest, and let the tears roll down his cheeks. He had to keep his cries to himself, he knew if he made even a slight sound his father would get even angrier. The car finally drew to a stop, and his father got out. He went to Ryou's side, and yanked him from the seat shoving him to the ground. "You boy, are in so much trouble." He said dangerously. Ryou whimpered and shut his eyes tightly while curling up. He knew what was coming. His father kicked him in the back and pulled off his belt whipping him with it. Ryou cried not able to hold it back anymore. But it only made his father more angry. When he was finally done, he dragged him inside. He grabbed a beer bottle and started drinking it. When he was done with it he smashed it against Ryou's back.
He grabbed some food, and started eating. It was nighttime, and Ryou was hungry. His father knew it, so he just kept eating to torment him. He tried to keep the tears away, but it wasn't working. His father came over and slapped him. "You are weak and pathetic! No one will ever love you! That guy just pitied you, and he deserves what he got. You don't deserve to be saved. You're just a low life weakling whom no one cares about. No one even knows you because you aren't worth getting to know." He said. Ryou couldn't hold it back anymore. He pulled his knees to his chest and cried uncontrollably. His father became angry, and walked over to a door. Ryou noticed that there were steps leading to a basement. His father threw him down the stairs and locked the door. Ryou glanced around, feeling to hurt to move. He couldn't see any windows. His father didn't at all come downstairs. In fact, it was silent. As if no one was there. He tried to drag himself over to a wall. He had many fears. But his biggest one, was being alone.