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Strange Betrothal	By : shadowrealm818 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2842 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 12
~~Ω∞Ω~~Flashback~~Ω∞Ω~~
Ryou sat on his horse and was riding along with his father. He was tired and they still had a fair way to go. Ryou didn’t mind Egypt but he hated the heat and all the sand. There was no shade, if there had been he wouldn’t have minded so much.
“Father how much longer till we can stop?”
“It’s still a while Ryou. We’ll stop soon.”
Ryou sighed and wiped the sweat from his face. After a few more hours of travel they were still going. Ryou noticed a dusk cloud coming from his right side. He looked over and saw it coming right towards them.
“Father I am not sure I want to know but what is that?”
His father looked over and saw what he was pointing at. “Raiders! Get moving! Ryou keep riding and don’t stop.”
Ryou nodded and got his horse into a gallop and headed in the direction they were going. He didn’t look back as he went. Ryou figured must have ridden for an hour before he slowed his horse into a walk. They were both tired. Ryou looked around and all he could see was sand. His father and anyone from their party weren’t there.
Ryou continued to have his horse walk where ever it wanted to go. Hoping that it would lead to some sort of water supply or shade. As they both continued it wasn’t too long before the horse freaked and bucked Ryou off and bolted off. Ryou shook his head of sand and looked in the direction his horse bolted off into.
Ryou sighed and continued walking. He had no idea where he was. Ryou felt the wind slowly pick up and looked in the direction it was coming from. He saw a huge sand cloud coming his way. Ryou ran up one of the sand dunes and hid on the other side. It would shelter him from most of the cloud. Ryou pulled the piece of cloth off his head and over his mouth and nose, in the hopes to stop most of the sand from going into his lungs and suffocating him. Ryou shut his eyes tight and then it hit. He was scared and shaking in fear and from the pain. He could feel the sand whipping across his body, hitting bare skin making it red and agitated. Ryou curled up and hoped that he would survive this. Ryou very soon passed out.
~~Ω∞Ω~~
A lone figure had just survived the sand storm that had finished just less than a minute ago and was on his way back to his oasis. He continued to ride and hit the top of a dune and was on his way down and saw something out the corner of his eyes. Looking over he saw that it was something white sticking out of the top of the sand. He stopped his horse and hopped off.
He knelt next to it and pulled at it. When he tugged on it he found more appeared from under the sand. He started to wipe away the small layer of sand and came face to face with a young boy. He was breathing but barely. He hurriedly wiped the sand away from the rest of his body. He noticed that the boy had put piece of cloth across his mouth and nose and was lucky he did, it helped him survive.
He stood and brought the boy into his arms and walked over to his horse. He sat the boy on the front before climbing on himself. He got his horse into a gallop back to his oasis. He knew the boy would need water and food and didn’t know how long he had been out in the sun before the sand storm.
~~Ω∞Ω~~
Ryou woke slowly. It was a tough job for him to open his eyes. He got them half open and looked around. He found himself in a cave and someone was over by a fire. He realise he was covered in a blanket. The one over by the fire looked over and saw he was awake and came over. Ryou was frightened and scared.
The man had wild white hair that was wild, untamed and unkept. He was darkly tanned and had a horizontal scar on his upper right cheek. He wasn’t wearing anything but a blue shenti and a red robe.
“Here kid, drink this. Don’t drink it to fast or you’ll make yourself sick.” The man said.
Ryou lifted his hand shakily out from under the blanket but could hold the bag steady. The man sighed and took it from him. He lifted the back of his head up and held it to his mouth. Ryou opened up and the man poured some in. Ryou drank as the speed the man did. Even though he wanted to guzzle it down, he couldn’t. He soon finished half of it before the man stopped. He came back over with some figs and cut up a piece for him and held it to his mouth. Ryou ate what he was given. Just after he finished he closed his eyes and fell asleep, exhaustion taking over.
~~Ω∞Ω~~
Ryou was in and out of conscious every so often for a day or two. Ryou was given food and drink every time he woke before he fell asleep again. It wasn’t till Ryou regained his strength that he was able to stay awake. It was now the first time he was able to stay awake he sat up and was sitting next to the fire when the man came back in. Ryou was still scared of him even though he had looked after him.
“So you’re finally able to stay awake kid.” The man said when he looked over.
“Y-Yes.”
“What’s your name?”
“R-Ryou. W-What’s y-y-yours?”
“I’ll tell you when you stop stuttering.”
“I am s-sorry. I-I j-just d-do not k-know y-you. I-I am s-scared.”
“Well don’t be. I’m not going to hurt you. Unless you threaten to hurt me and even if you did you wouldn’t be able to do much. Plus you don’t look like the type to hurt others.”
“H-How c-can I-I t-trust y-you?”
“I haven’t tied you up have I?” Ryou shook his head. “I have fed you haven’t I?” Ryou nodded. “Isn’t that a start?”
“I g-guess.”
“Good. Now I’m going to ask a few questions and I want them answered truthfully.” Ryou nodded. “What are you doing out here?”
“M-My father travels a lot and we came to Egypt. We were heading through when we were attacked by raiders. I was told to keep riding and not stop. I did as I was told for a long time till my horse got tired and we just wandered around for a while. He soon got spooked and bucked me off and bolted. I was left to keep walking. Then the storm hit. And then I woke up here.”
The man nodded. “My names Bakura. (I’m using Bakura’s name instead of Akefia. I just like the name Bakura better. He looks like Akefia though.) Now my group haven’t raided anyone in a couple of days so it wasn’t us. I will send some scouts out and have them search for any people. What’s your father look like.”
Ryou described his father and Bakura stood and left the cave leaving Ryou alone to think. ‘He’s hot. Oh god Ryou don’t think like that. He wouldn’t even like you anyway, so don’t even try to get attached it will just hurt you in the end.’
Ryou stood up and looked around. The blankets and bedding were expensive and there was jewellery and gold all over. Ryou knelt down and looked through some of the necklaces that were there. Ryou never noticed Bakura come up behind him. Ryou continued to look through, careful with all the jewellery. He picked up a piece and looked at it. It was a necklace. It was very beautiful. It had gold lotus petals and black onyx in between each gold petal.
“You like it huh?”
Ryou jumped and turned quickly to see Bakura standing there. Ryou nodded and looked away. His heart hurt knowing he couldn’t stay with him. Bakura smirked.
“You’re lucky I didn’t kill you for touching my jewellery. Everyone that has touched them once put here were dragged outside and killed.”
Ryou paled and quickly put it down and was now scared. He didn’t know. If he had he wouldn’t have touched them.
“I-I am sorry, I did not know. I-If I had I would not have touch them.” Ryou whimpered fearfully.
Bakura frowned before knelling next to him. He picked up what Ryou had been looking at and placed it around Ryou’s neck and doing up the clasp. He turned Ryou’s face to look at him; he saw tears ready to fall from his eyes.
“Ryou I did say you’re lucky. I wouldn’t have actually killed you as I don’t think you would dare steal from someone who was stronger than yourself and you don’t know where you are.”
“I-I wouldn’t steal in the first place.” Ryou whimpered.
“Alright, just calm down. How old are you?”
“16.” Ryou sniffed. “What about you?”
“20.”
Ryou gave a small smile and looked down at what Bakura put on him. He gasped and looked back at him. His hand coming up and felt gently at the necklace.
“You can have it. You like it, so you can have it.”
“Th-Thank you.” Ryou stuttered out of surprise.
Bakura nodded and looked out of the cave. He stood up held out a hand to Ryou. He took Bakura’s hand and followed after him out of the cave. Ryou dropped his hand and covered his eyes from the on burst of light. Bakura grabbed his upper arm and pulled him along. Ryou’s eyes quickly adjusted and he could see again. Looking around he saw that he was in an oasis.
There were small huts built and people walking around. Many, many trees were every hiding the small huts from view from the desert. The only way to know they were there would to be to walk inside. There was a nice size fresh water lake in the middle with a stream that led in feeding the lake and another that led out.
“This is my oasis. I’m the ruler here.” Bakura stated and Ryou just nodded.
Bakura led him down to a small stream that left the oasis and headed out. He let Ryou go.
“You can clean off here. I’ll be gone for 10mins that’s how long you have till I come and get you. I suggest if you don’t want me to see you, you be quick.”
“Ok.”
“You can hang your clothes on the tree branch over the water. If you wish you can wash them while you are here. But then you’ll be walking around in wet clothes.”
Ryou nodded and Bakura left. Ryou quickly stripped down and hung his clothes up and got in the water. It was cold but he would bare it. He ducked his head under water and came back up. He grasped some sand and started to scrub off. He was use to this kind of washing up and it didn’t surprise him that he would have to clean off this way.
Ryou finished and climbed out and put his pants on. He squeezed out of his hair and sat down on a rock. He let his hair hang over his shoulders, his hair drip of water as he squeezed it out more. Ryou was sitting there for about 3mins before he was grabbed from behind and thrown onto the ground. He shook his head and looked up to see a man sitting on his waist.
“Well what a pretty little boy. How about we have some fun?”
“N-No, please let me go.”
“I don’t think so. Something as good as you shouldn’t be let out of people’s sites.”
The man reached down underneath Ryou’s pants and grasped his limp penis. Ryou started crying, he didn’t want this. Ryou tried to struggle and get away but the other man was older and more powerful. Ryou went to scream for help but a hand covered his mouth. Ryou’s tears fell freely as the man stripped him of his clothes. Ryou was flipped onto his stomach and he tried to crawl away but his chest was pushed into the ground. Ryou waited helplessly for the pain to come but it never did. He felt the hand holding him down let up and he turned to see Bakura standing next to him with a sword to the man’s throat. Ryou crawled away and put his pants back on the held his knees to his chest. The tears still falling down his face.
“Ryou get your shirt on.” Bakura said and Ryou ran and grabbed his shirt before putting it on and standing behind Bakura. “You move now.” Bakura said to the man.
The man stood and walked where he was told. The thieves in Bakura’s village were coming out as Bakura led the man to the centre. Bakura forced him to knee before turning to Ryou who was standing close to Bakura but still a distance from the man. He was shaking from what nearly happened.
“Ryou you don’t have to watch. You can go back to the cave.”
Ryou shook his head. He wasn’t game to go off by himself now. Bakura nodded and turned back to the one kneeling in front of him with his back to Bakura.
“This is a warning to any who dare lay a hand on this boy here.” Bakura pointed to Ryou. “Any that touches him will receive the same punishment he is getting.” Bakura pointed to the man on the ground in front of him.
The crowd nodded and Bakura walked around and placed a knife on the ground in front of him before standing back. They all knew this was Bakura’s way of saying either kill yourself or I will and it will be painful. Though they all knew that if they attempted to kill themselves and fail that Bakura would love putting blood on his own blade himself.
The man picked up the knife and threw it at Bakura. It made a deep cut in his arm, but it didn’t stop Bakura. He walked forward as the man jumped to his feet and Bakura grabbed his own blade and stabbed in him in the stomach. Bakura pulled him forward by the back of his neck before he then twisted it in his stomach before pulling it out and throwing the dead man to the ground.
“Let that be a lesson to you all. Mess with the boy and you will mess with me and it will be the last thing you ever do.”
The crowd left and a couple of men grabbed the dead man and dragged his body out of the oasis and into the desert for the animals that lived there. Bakura turned to Ryou and grabbed his arm and walked back to the cave. He sat Ryou down and went and grabbed a roll of cloth used for a bandage. Ryou looked up and saw Bakura moving to sit down by the fire to bandage his arm. He moved over and took the bandage from him and sat down by his bleeding arm.
“You don’t have to.”
“It’s my fault. You go hurt because of me. Plus you looked after me when you found me when you could have left me to die in the desert.” Ryou said shakily.
Ryou used a small piece of cloth and gently removed the blood from his arm. He then started to wrap his arm in the bandage. Ryou wrapped it firmly but gently. Bakura sat there quietly looking at Ryou’s face. He had to admit that he was very beautiful and a lovely child.
When Ryou finished he sat back on his knees and put his hands in his lap. “It’s not much but it should help stop the blood flow.” Ryou said softly.
“It’s better than what I could have done by myself.” Bakura said. “Thankyou.”
Ryou smiled and Bakura leaned forward and kissed him gently on the lips. Ryou gasped and Bakura slipped his tongue in his mouth and started to map out his mouth. Ryou moaned and wrapped his arms around Bakura’s neck. Bakura wrapped his arms around Ryou waist and pulled him close and lay back on the ground, pulling Ryou with him and had him on his chest. Ryou pulled back in the need of air, panting and blushed. Bakura smirked as he panted. Ryou buried his face in Bakura’s chest to hide a blush.
“Mmm...Yummy.” Bakura whispered in his ear.
Ryou squeaked. “U-Um...”
“Lost for words?” Ryou nodded. “Ryou I have a question for you. If I found your father but asked you to stay would you?”
“If I had a reason.”
“And what would be that reason.”
Ryou looked away till Bakura redirected his gaze back to him by cupping the side of him face. Ryou took a deep breath and looked back in Bakura’s stone grey eyes.
“If I had someone I loved and that loved me back.”
Bakura smirked and leaned up and kissed him again on his lips. Ryou gasped again and moaned as Bakura entered his mouth. Bakura pulled back and Ryou blushed again.
“And if this someone likes you back?”
“I would stay.”
“Would you?”
“If you wish me to.”
Bakura smiled and rolled so that he was on top of Ryou and kissed him again. Ryou moaned and opened his mouth. His arms went up and wrapped around his neck pulling him closer. Bakura smirked and kissed his neck and gave sucks and nips. Ryou moaned and smiled happily.
“Can I mark you?”
“Huh?”
“Mark you. It might hurt a little though.”
“O-Ok.”
Bakura kissed him and then kissed his collarbone, moving away the material, before biting down and sinking his teeth in, drawing blood. Ryou gave a small cry and tears pricked from his eyes. Bakura removed his teeth and licked up the blood before climbing off Ryou and cradling him in his arms. Ryou calmed down and kissed Bakura’s neck.
“Go on.” Bakura said.
“What?”
“You can.”
“I-I c-cannot do that Bakura. I c-cannot.”
“You belong to me. I belong to you.” Ryou bit his lip. “It won’t hurt anything like the cut I had. The cut could over rule the bite.”
“Y-You are p-p-positive.”
“Yes.”
Ryou nodded and shakily moved Bakura’s robe away and leaned up to his collarbone and bit down in the same place Bakura did on him. He tasted blood and pulled back. He removed what was on his shoulder and looked back at Bakura. He was looking down at him with a soft smile on his face. Ryou smiled and gave a small yawn and blushed. Bakura chuckled and stood with Ryou in his arms and went and lay down on the bed of blankets and pillows.
“Sleep.”
“You will stay right?”
“Yeah.”
Ryou smiled and snuggled up close to Bakura and fell asleep in his arms. Bakura looked down at the boy and smiled before falling asleep.
~~Ω∞Ω~~
When Ryou and Bakura woke the next morning Bakura had given him new clothes to wear. They were similar to his. Bakura had taken Ryou out of the camp to find Ryou’s father. They had travelled for a long time. Ryou on his own horse and Bakura beside him on another.
It was close to the time they would have to turn back and check later in another direction. Ryou felt saddened thinking his father had been killed by the raiders. Ryou looked out into the dessert as Bakura called him to turn and head back. When Ryou went to turn he saw something come over the tip of a sand dune. It was about half a dozen or so people walking tiredly.
Ryou called for Bakura and he came back over and saw what Ryou was looking at. They nodded and decided to inspect who it was. Ryou got his horse into a gallop. They noticed the people start to turn and run. Ryou called out for them to wait and that they weren’t going to hurt them. He noticed that one of the people stopped and turned and the others stopped.
When they were within identifiable distance Ryou saw that one of the people was who he had been searching for. Ryou cried and as soon as the horse got close he stopped it and jumped down and ran to his father. His father hugged him close and cried out happily. Ryou introduced him to Bakura and they all started to head back. Bakura told Ryou the direction to head in and it was in the direction towards the setting sun. He would head back and get horses for everyone and come back. Ryou knew he could trust him and started off back to the camp as Bakura got on his horse and bolted back off to the oasis.
It had been hours before Bakura had made it back with horses for everyone and they were able to get back to the oasis. They were now sitting around a fire outside of the cave where everyone else was in the oasis. Ryou was next to Bakura but not too close to make it noticeable that they were together cause Ryou had to explain a few things to his father. They were eating figs and some meats that the scouting party had brought back alive.
“Father I have something to tell you.”
“What is it Ryou?”
“I am not coming back with you. I am staying with Bakura.”
Ryou’s father sat stunned for a few seconds along with the rest of his party that were sitting close and had been talking amongst themselves and Bakura’s thieves. As soon as Ryou’s father came over his shock he stood angrily.
“YOU WILL DO NOTHING OF A SORT. YOU ARE NOT STAYING.” His father screamed at him.
Ryou shrunk back and watched as his father walked down to the lake to calm down. Bakura was glaring at the man and had put his arm around Ryou when he had shrunk back at his father’s outburst. Ryou smiled softly at Bakura and got up and walked over to his father. Everyone could still be seen and Bakura turned back to his food to give them some privacy. Some people just wouldn’t and wondered what would happen. Ryou stood next to his father.
“Father you cannot force me to do everything anymore.” Ryou said calmly.
His father came around and struck him in the face by accident but he was so angry. Ryou fell to the ground and held his face and stared at his father. The people that hadn’t given them privacy froze some had been part of Ryou’s father’s party and they stood quickly to help if need be. This caught Bakura’s attention and he turned to see Ryou on the ground and holding his face. He instantly ran over and helped Ryou to his feet and looked at his face. Ryou smiled and looked back at his father who was still shocked at what he’d done. Bakura turned and was about to beat him but Ryou stopped him.
“Don’t Bakura, please.” Bakura turned to him. “He didn’t mean it. He has never hit me. I shouldn’t have stood to close. It’s nearly happened before when I’ve been standing close when he’s been angry. I’m alright.”
Bakura gave in and Ryou walked in front of him and Bakura had his arms wrapped around his waist holding him protectively. “Father I love Bakura. I cannot go with you. I love you to but you know that this would happen one day.”
“I...I know Ryou. I just didn’t think it would happen so soon and I just got you back and now you are saying you won’t continue with us.”
“I’m sure Bakura will still let you come and visit when you pass by.” Bakura nodded.
~~Ω∞Ω~~
The next morning Bakura gave them all horses and explained that they would need them back and when they got to a village where they could get their own they just had to release them and they would come back to the oasis. (Sort of like homing pigeons)
Ryou was saddened to see his father go but he knew he would see him again. Ryou lived with Bakura for half a year or so before he was kidnapped when all the thieves had gone off on raids and Ryou was left. Bakura had gone to a dangerous raid and left Ryou by himself, knowing no one knew where the oasis was. But unfortunately slave traders accidently stumbled upon the place and Ryou was taken and was taken out of Egypt away from where Bakura would be able to find him.
The slave traders said that he would to be sold in China and nowhere else they were going. They had check Ryou for any valuables and let Ryou keep the robe for warmth as they travelled but stripped him of the rest of his clothes leaving him in the robe. They chained him up and he and the other people chosen to be sold were dragged off to where ever the traders planned on going. He had been kidnapped for half a year before being rescued by Yugi.
~~Ω∞Ω~~End of Flashback~~Ω∞Ω~~

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