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Tears of Pain, Tears of Joy	By : kresua Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1766 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Hey!!! I�m back!!!

Chapter 3 is up!

Reviews: Millie, Millie, Millie.
*sigh* -_- No, I�m just playing�sorry that I haven�t
updated! I just got over this HUGE HORRIBLE LONG STRENUOUS writers block!!! I can�t believe it�I�ll try and
stay on top of my chapters now, and I�m hoping next chapter for a lemon! My very first yaoi lemon�O_O Oh, dear�

Chapter 3

It was early the next morning, as the sun just began to
rise, that Ryou awoke. His eyes slowly fluttered open and he blinked a few
times, glanced at the clock, then nuzzled back into�

�Bakura? The memories of the
previous night made Ryou mew like a kitten for cream. He pulled the covers
closer and sighed softly as he felt Bakura�s arms instinctively pull him
tighter to his toned and warm chest. He sighed happily
as he drew closer to his yami, touched by the kindness offered and loving every
minute of it.

Bakura�s eyes fluttered open and he smiled at the smaller
boy in his arms. Lightly running his fingers through Ryou�s impossibly soft
hair before hugging him closer and laying a gentle kiss on Ryou�s forehead
before glancing at the clock.

9:00. Yugi and Yami would be over
in an hour�

Hating to part Ryou from his arms, he didn�t,
simply pulled Ryou into an upright position and nuzzled him. �Breakfast?� Ryou
nodded. �Yes, what would you like?� Bakura mentally kicked himself again�this
would only lead to yet another argument about how Bakura couldn�t
cook.

Sighing softly before finally standing up, Bakura smiled at
Ryou. �Whatever is fine with me.� Ryou smiled and
nodded before shuffling over to the edge of the bed and whimpering softly from
the residual pain from his attack. Bakura gently placed a hand down beneath
Ryou�s chin and smiled. �You alright?� Ryou nodded, slowly, then gently laid
his head back against the pillow and whispered, �My head hurts a little,
Bakura��

Sympathy gently fluttered over Bakura�s soul as he watched
the thin boy curl back into the large bed. He gently moved over
and rolled Ryou over and lifted his wrists up and over his head.

The little angel, so innocent and hurt, lay
quietly, his head tilted at a sweet looking angle. Ryou swallowed and managed
to meet Bakura�s eyes. He blinked a few times before looking down and away.
Bakura looked him over, from the small bruises on his cheeks to the slowly
healing gashes on his neck and chest, to the bruises down on his stomach�the
claw-marks on his legs (which were really knife cuts)�

�and his gaze came to rest upon Ryou�s groin. The guilt hit
hard as Ryou squirmed beneath his gaze, not liking this at all. The only times
Bakura would look at him this way was before he�d take
Ryou�and Ryou was never happy afterwards.

Bakura turned and left, his eyes closed with unshed tears.
He didn�t look back as he went to go fix Ryou
breakfast.

While scrambling an egg, Bakura thought back to all of the
times that he had taken a sadistic thrill in watching Ryou squirm in fear and
pain. His brow furrowed as his mind showed him the mental pictures of innocent
Ryou bound to his bed, feverish and helpless, naked as the day he was born, and
whimpering as Bakura ruthlessly thrust into him. Bakura could see every droplet
of sweat on the shaking boy�s body�

His thoughts were interrupted by a
rather desperate knock at the door. Turning off the burner to the stove, he
rushed over to the door and opened it.

Standing before him was Yugi and Yami, Yugi looking similar
to Ryou when he had first come home after his initial attack from the cat. Yami
had a long gash down his chest, but didn�t seem to
care.

Yugi was pale and shaking as Yami spoke in as calm a voice
as he could. �Bakura�she killed Sugoroku��

Bakura�s eyes narrowed as he gently ushered in the two of
them. Ryou, who had heard the commotion and had donned a bathrobe, was already
at Yugi�s side, leading him to a spare bedroom upstairs.

Yugi was still sobbing weakly into Ryou�s
arms as Ryou lead him to the bed and laid him down. �Yugi?� he asked
softly, �What happened?�

Yugi only shook. �She�she killed Grandpa�� Ryou nodded,
gently, and began to take off Yugi�s shirt. He was covered
in welts and slashes, as if he had tried to defend his grandfather before his
death. Across Yugi�s cheek were five evenly spaced slashes, as if with one
great swat of her paw, she sent him flying.

�We need to get you cleaned up, Yugi�� The injured boy
nodded. Ryou began the tedious work of cleaning each of Yugi�s wounds.

After about an hour, Yugi finally laid
back down and went to sleep, and Ryou crept downstairs to see what Yami and
Bakura were doing.

To his surprise, they were talking rather calmly. �No�I
can�t tell Ryou�� Bakura murmured, keeping his head down. Yami sighed softly
and whispered, �But�he�ll know something is wrong when his father never
calls�or writes�or comes home��

Ryou�s eyes widened. �Father�?!�
Was he gone too?

Yami continued. �I just can�t imagine what it�ll do to Ryou,
though�but he needs to know.�

�Needs to know what?� Ryou asked, finally poking his head
around the corner.

Neither of the yamis would meet
his eyes. �Ryou�� Bakura murmured, �Your father��

��isn�t coming home�I heard.� Ryou murmured,
his eyes downcast. Bakura stood up and walked over to Ryou, wrapping his arms
around the light boy. Ryou seemed stiff and utterly unfeeling in his grasp. �I
wasn�t�very close to my father�but he�s still�I mean�he was still my
father�� Tears began to form in his
chocolate brown eyes. �I�Bakura!� Burying his face in Bakura�s shoulder, Ryou
began to sob. �She killed him, didn�t she?�

Bakura placed a hand on the back of Ryou�s head and tried to
console him, but did so in vain.

After a few minutes, Ryou suddenly jerked away from Bakura.
Bakura thought at first he was just tired of the
embrace�until he heard it.

The sound of claws against a hard surface.

Bakura turned around sharply, placing himself between the
cat and Ryou. Yami did the same, keeping his body between Bakura and Ryou,
ready to run the boy to safety if necessary.

Yet as the animal turned the corner and stared into Bakura�s
eyes, it bore no look of bloodlust, just a cruel, outlandish smirk. Bakura
realized that she wasn�t even looking into his eyes�

�but rather at Ryou.

�Come here, boy!� She growled, chuckling softly as Ryou
slowly walked forward. However, her teeth bared as
Bakura gently placed a hand over Ryou�s chest and ceased his forward movement.
Ryou grew scared as he whispered, �No, Bakura�I have to��

Bakura�s narrowed chocolate brown eyes
sparked with anger and helplessness as he let go of Ryou and watched the boy
walk towards the lethal animal.

AN:// Ooh! A cliffy!
What will happen????
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