Bitter Love | By : princessyoukai Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 5745 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: No I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh. If I did Anzu would get paired with every bishounen on the show!
BITTER LOVE
“ Ryou? Ryou what’s wrong?” Anzu worriedly eyed her friend seated in the bed affront her, limbs tangled in blankets, eyes alert in fright.
Ryou shut his eyes, sucking in deep shallow breaths of air to calm his tense muscles.
“ I-It’s him,” He murmured, ashamed to level his eyes with the brunette worriedly cradling his forearms in her hands to steady his trembling form.
“ Bakura?” Anzu dared, voice perplexed.
He choked, head falling in her shoulder where he reluctantly let out a sob. “ I can feel him; he’s coming,”
Her breath constricted in her throat. “ Here? Why?” She released his arms, moving them around his upper back to brace him in a motherly embrace of protection and devotion; she wouldn‘t let Bakura touch him again.
“ You’ll be alright,” She promised, confident. “ He can’t hurt you anymore. I won’t let my friends get hurt,”
Shoulders sagging, breath loose, he shifted in her arms, flushing in both embarrassment and shame. “ I-I’m sorry to bother you with my problems, Anzu,” He murmured, tilting his head to angle it more comfortably atop her left shoulder.
Anzu smiled. “ You’re my friend, Ryou. You’d never be a bother on me,” Cautiously she stroked his back with her right hand in an up and down motion, her other tending to his waist in a cradle.
His eyes opened in a weak slant, almost drooping at the edges in exhaustion and defeat; Bakura would find him surely.
“ You’re so much stronger than me, Anzu,” He breathed, attempting to lighten the mood with the polite compliment.
“ Me?” Anzu murmured, before laughing lightly with a shake of her head. “ Everyone’s weak at some point Ryou. There’s no reason to be ashamed,”
He shook his head slowly. “ It’s my fault; I-I let it get too far,”
“ No. No it isn’t,” Anzu fiercely hugged him. “ It’s not your fault, Ryou. Don’t ever think that.”
“ But--” He protested. She silenced him by lifting her left hand and placing it over his head.
“ You’re not to blame. Do you hear me?” She moved back, pushing him and forcing him to sit properly in front of her.
“ Ryou, look at me. Please,” She begged; his eyes avoided her and remained strained on the mattress beneath them.
With a haggard breath, he propped his head up and stared at her. Anzu bit her lip.
He looks so lost.
The innocence and joy that had always glittered in his eyes with a childlike, envious, beauty had vanished, leaving two hallow replacements regressed of life.
His eyes had always vocalized what he was too shy or polite to openly say. They were the doors to his emotions, soul.
But now they had sealed themselves away in hopes to fend off the painful reality around them.
She wanted to make it all go away. To be able to return him to his old-life; cute adorable Ryou she had seen everyday at school.
I miss it. Anzu confessed, fighting back tears. I miss his smile. His laugh. His determination. Everything.
He was nothing but a shell: empty, lifeless.
Caught up in her thoughts and emotions, she pulled him back into her arms, hoping to feel the warmth she’d never bothered to appreciate.
“ I’m sorry, Ryou,” She murmured, squeezing her eyes shut. It hurt so much to see her close friend like this. So vulnerable and weak.
“ It’s not your fault,” He assured, tone light. He felt if he spoke too loud he’d break the feeling that had settled between them.
He could feel her determination to protect him. So much he was drawn to her physically and mentally. She had something he did not. Or rather, did not possess anymore.
She hugged him tight, laughing back the tears as well as the small ‘oomph’ that had fell from his lips; she could be a little too rough sometimes.
“ Sorry,” She loosened her grip. His futile attempt to smile only resulted in him looking more small and frightened; a lost child.
Slowly she leaned in, their breathes wafting together as her lips neared his. Carefully, reminding herself that he was like a porcelain doll who needed care and tenderness, she pulled his lips to hers in a chaste kiss.
She scooted closer, moving his legs apart with her body and allowing her to press against him fully while remained on her knees.
Warily she pulled herself down in his lap, keeping their lips intact as she found a suitable spot for both of them.
Ryou flushed, eyes sealed shut as he rejoiced in the feel, one not of force or brutality, but of love and delicateness.
He found himself falling back into the mattress with Anzu tumbling in tow atop him, legs tangling in the process as the mattress sunk from the shift of weight.
Settled on his hips, Anzu pulled back, catching her breath while staring down at Ryou flushed beneath her.
“ Too fast?” She asked, absently caressing the side of his face. Ryou shook his head, keeping his eyes on her.
She smiled, before bowing her head to kiss him again. She took great care in her actions, moving slow in consideration for the boy lying beneath her.
Playfully she sucked his lips, delighting in his moans as she nibbled the soft skin of his parted lips.
Flustered, with his wild white mane fanned out about him, Anzu couldn’t help but describe him as utterly gorgeous.
Her lips moved from his, gliding down his neck to his collarbone, leaving light wet kisses before her destination became clear.
She remembered how he’d reacted before, but she knew now he was only releasing pent up emotions.
She knew she’d left him without release, but she was worried she’d gone too far and had scared him with her actions.
But he needed this. In order to heal he needed to feel safe during such intimate circumstances.
Ryou stiffened, gasping and clamping his eyes more tightly when he felt Anzu’s mouth take in the tip of his manhood.
With shaky pants his hands tangled in her short brown hair while she worked his entire length in her mouth, this time not intending to stop.
Anzu closed her eyes, head bobbing up and down as she stroked the tip of him in her mouth with rolls of her tongue, enticing the boy.
A red color blossomed on Ryou’s cheeks, inflaming his entire body. Anzu stared at him as she sucked him, watching his reactions incase he were to panic and mix his pleasures with the painful ones Bakura brought on.
“ Onegai…..” Ryou murmured, trembling beneath her as she took him in entirely. Sweat glistened his face, drowning in only the feelings Anzu brought on.
The nobility behind her actions relaxed him. Nothing of which she did now reminded him of Bakura. Her caresses were soft and concerned.
He did not wish to compare her with Bakura.
Noting his writhes and whimpers of pleasure, Anzu could tell he was near release. She had never done such things with boys, and the idea of what would happen was frightening.
But nonetheless she went on. If anyone’s helping Ryou, it’s going to be me.
With a jut of his hips, Ryou moaned loudly, his hands unconsciously squeezing her hair in thick clumps as he felt himself release.
Anzu willingly swallowed the substance, taking note that it reminded her of lemons and honey intermingled.
What a weird taste. But I can’t help like it. Anzu giggled inwardly, blushing at her own thoughts.
Ryou’s hips fell back on the futon, breath returning to a calm pace as he caught air and enjoyed the light flicks of Anzu’s tongue, thoroughly cleaning away his essence.
“ A-Anzu-chan,” He watched her move from between his legs and climb on top of him till she hovered him completely with her own body.
She smiled. “ I didn’t hurt you did I?” Tentatively she laid atop him, resting her head on his bare chest and moving her arms around and under his back.
He shook his head, still dazed from the events that had just taken place. “ You could never hurt me,” He smiled weakly, moving his own arms around her.
Anzu giggled. “ Did I mention you taste like honey and lime?”
His cheeks burnt. “ I-I do?” He stammered, eyes wide. Anzu giggled. “ Mm-hmm. Very nice in fact,”
He sighed happily when she moved her head up to peck him on the lips before he nuzzled his head against her neck.
“ Do you want me to get off?” She asked; she was on top of him after all.
He shook his head quickly. “ No. Don’t. I-I like it,” Shyly he hid his face from her view.
Anzu couldn’t help but grin. “ Sometimes Ryou……you’re irresistible,”
“ So he thought he could run off again did he?” Bakura chuckled, staring at the house in front of him.
“ You should know better then to run from me, hikari. No matter what I’ll always find you,” Smirking he strode up the path leading to the door, the black trench-coat he’d donned swayed behind him .
You’ll regret forgetting who it is you belong to, my hikari. Not even that girl can save you.
Anzu snuggled into Ryou, feeling giddy in his presence. Ryou was sleeping contentedly beneath her, head lulled to the side with his lips parted in an oval shape.
Anzu smiled, staring at his face with adoration. He’s practically perfect. She ran her hand in his hair after lifting herself up till their bodies barely touched. Even though she remained clothed, she could feel the masculine contours of his nude body beneath her.
Though his physique was lanky his shoulders pertained a broad shape, proportionate with his narrow hips with the bold lines of his pelvic bone caved in toward his groin.
Absently she traced the right side of his body with her left hand, rejoicing in the soft texture of his creamy white skin. Tracing lazy circles on his flat stomach, she drew her head back down on his chest, tucking her arms under his back.
Under other circumstances, like when he was awake, she wouldn’t dare say this, but now….
“ Aishiteru, Ryou,”
“ How sweet,” A shadow loomed in the corner of the family room, frightening Anzu who bolted up in the process.
“ Whose there!?”
Trying to see past the thick shadows casting out his features, Anzu studied the tall form leaning casually against the wall with his head aimed down and his arms crossed over his chest.
“ Did you really think you could help him?” The hoarse voice demanded, moving away from the wall.
She shuddered, watching the figure turn and face her with a wan smirk.
“ You should know better than to interfere, my dear. You’ll soon regret it,” Anzu screeched when the figure suddenly towered above her, his hand shooting out in a fierce hold around her neck.
“ It’s a shame. You would do as a nice substitute for my little hikari,” Anzu shut her eyes, turning her head away when his tongue snaked out to flick up her neck in an erotic fashion.
“ You’re disgusting,” She seethed, keeping her eyes closed.
“ I’m many things, my dear,” His grip tightened, cutting off her oxygen.
She whimpered, fighting off his hand wrapped around her throat in a futile attempt.
“ Strangling you to death would serve well; you’d only prove to meddle in my affairs,” He muttered, raising her off the bed with ease.
Anzu choked, her hands frantically tugging at his squeezing her throat as she dangled in the air above the mattress.
She didn’t want Ryou to wake up to the site of this beast. But if she didn’t she’d surely die from strangulation.
“ Ryou----Ryou wake up. Onegai,” She strained her eyes to look back at the white-haired boy sleeping soundlessly, unaware of what was going on around him.
“ He’s far too deep in sleep to hear you, my dear. But I assure you he won‘t miss you…”
Anzu shook as she watched his red eyes glow in the darkness. “ ….Much,”
A/N: Omg! Bakura somehow got in and he’s planning to kill Anzu! >.< And Ryou’s SLEEPING!? Bad Ryou!!
Ryou: I didn’t know! >.< *cowers behind Anzu*
Anzu: Thanks for being my knight in shinning armor, Ryou. -__-
Ryou: I’ve failed you, Anzu. *sobs*
Bakura: Someone shut him up or I’ll be forced to do it myself!
Anzu: Oh shush Bakura! Ryou’s just an innocent boy who needs tender loving care. Right Ryou?
Ryou: ^_^ Mm-hmm. *secretly sticks tongue out at Bakura*
Bakura: >.> *pulls out a knife and rolls it around between his fingers* Wonder what I could do with this?
Ryou: Help!! >.<
Heh…-_- well hope you guys liked this chapter. Not much happened, but at least Bakura’s in the picture!!
Review and I’ll update quicker! -_- heh.
And to answer some of your questions Ryou will not end up with Bakura. This is Anzu centered after all. So Anzu will get with Ryou. And who knows, she might get with both if Bakura’s nice enough!
Bakura: Me? Nice? *cackles*
Anzu: I don’t plan on sharing Ryou! *hugs Ryou tightly*
Ryou: *flushes*
Bakura: *growls*
Oh and Yes I am princessyoukai from fanfiction.net. Well Ciao everyone!
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