Take Me | By : kaite Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3642 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Oh my God! Thank you to all of my reviewers. Bambi, Catty, Acidflower, Ikyutakei, thank you so much for your kind words of inspiration. As for MaliksLove101, I meant no disrespect to Maliks character when I made him a drug addict. Im not saying that hes not strong enough to quit or that Bakura is stronger, its just that Malik wants to do the drugs. But again, thanks to any and all people that reviewed. My updates may be sporadic (since Im still in school and my teachers can be compato Sto SLAVEDRIVERS!) so please do not take offense if I am forced to take a temporary break from the story. But for now, sit back and enjoy the second chapter of "Take Me."
My heart pounded with anticipation as the thoughts in my head swirled around, taking a new focus every second. I could feel the words of my confession begging to escape my lips but at the same time, those words wanted to stay hidden within the dark corners of my mind. Millions of times I had rehearsed in my mind what I would say to Bakura and how I would say it, but now all of my fantasies, along with all of my feelings seemed to blur into one constant state. My trance was broken by the feeling of my heart beating. Not only the feeling, but the sound as well. It sounded as if someone was walking down a never- ending flight of stairs, something that I would expect, but now it sounded as if that imaginary person was running down my hearts countless flights of stairs. My palms grew warm and sweaty with every passing second. Rubbing them at the sides of my pants, I regained my composure. That was the longest three seconds of my life.
But in those three seconds, the door opened to reveal one of the most mentally intoxicating sights ever witnessed by my eye. A half- naked Bakura was standing in the doorway, leaning on the frame. One of his arms was raised up, flexing the muscles on his bare chest. His other arm was placed at his hip, just above the pair black silk boxers he was wearing, the only article of clothing he had on. He crossed his right foot over his left as he stood there. But I then noticed his face. Usually, Bakuras face was devoid of emotion and anything that even remotely gave any clue as to what he was feeling or thinking. But now his face was different. His usual demonic smirk was there but it seemed to light up with happiness. His eyes bore into mine as he looks at me, something that frankly, scared the fucking shit out of me. But I would not let my fear ruin one of the best nights I would ever hope to have. After all, the most beautiful creature in the world was standing right in front of me.
"My dear hikari, what ever are you doing here so late at night? Shouldnt you be id?&qd?" Bakura said almost menacingly. I stared at him, baffled by his words. He would only talk like this to me when I was getting beaten. If it was possible, my heart pounded even faster.
"I- I dont I didnt mean to disturb you. If you were sleeping " I began to choke. Oh God. He had relapsed. I was going to get it now. The only time I had ever seen him like this was when he was drunk. My dream night had turned into a nightmare. I had only managed to choke out those words by my instincts. I began to turn to walk away into my room, hoping he wouldnt follow. As my back turned, I felt Bakura snake his arms around my waist. I could feel the warmth of his breath on my neck and my ear.
"You didnt disturb me, Ryou. Please, by all means, come in," Bakura whispered, hissing into my ear. The next thing I knew, he had let go of my waist and walked into his room. He slowly approached the doorframe and looked back at me. "Come now. We havent all night now, sweet hikari."
"I- Im coming, Bakura," I once again managed to choke out. Bakura only chuckled at my stuttering. "Oh, you will be soon enough." I didnt know what he meant by that but I somehow felt excited when he said it. In my gut, I believe that I knew what he meant but in my head, what Bakura was saying was too complicated to comprehend. I walked into his room, which was surprisingly clean. Usually, it was littered with clothes, old food, Bakuras various weapons, amongst other assorted items, some of which that were extremely disturbing. But now the floor was picked up and his bed was made, made in a particular way. His red flame comforter was off and in the closet, which was no surprise considering he had turned the heater up a few notches. Bakura had said once how he liked the feeling of the heat, as it made him feel as if he were back home in Egypt. Bu had had never turned the heat to the maximum before. However, this was not the only thing that was brought y aty attention. Bakura had replaced his usual black cotton sheets that I had gotten for him when he first acquired his body with new black silk sheets. Pulled back so that they were facing the wall, the new sheets shined with the light of the moon glowing through the window. I had simply been standing in the room, waiting for something to happen. Bakura, however, had walked all the way over and onto his king- sized bed. Sitting in the middle of his seemingly never- ending sea of black, Bakura faced me with that same demonic smirk. "Close the door behind you," was all that he said.
Confused? Well, all story questions will be answered next chapter. I thought that I should describe exactly what was going on at the time. So once again, please review me. Please. Til next time, matta ne, beautiful readers and reviewers of aff.net.
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