Internal Scars | By : FireWeaver Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1792 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author: I am currently sitting at the WCSSAA badminton regional
championship...I got destroyed yesterday in my games, so I spent the rest of
the day writing WYWHWM Ch 5. Now I'm gonna continue
this fic!
Malik: WYWHWM?!?!?!? Is my story not important enough to have its whole
title written?!?!?!?!
Author: >< Fine! Wish You Were Here With Me. Better?
Malik: Yes.
Author: Good. Now on with the angst!!! Bakura's gonna start suffering soon....
Bakura: TT_TT I don't know if I should be happy that you are continuing
my fic...or sad that I'm gonna
be angsting again...
Author: >) Anyways! On with the story! Please remember to review!!!
10 reviews for the next chapter! HEE!!!
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Ryou curled up in bed whimpering; the sun was beginning to peek
over the horizon and Bakura still hasn't returned home, nor has he been able to
feel him through their link. "Bakura..." he sniffed, burying his face
into the pillow that his yami would have slept on, inhaling the familiar scent,
"where are you...I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..."
Bakura never ran off before except the one time he got drunk; but
even then Ryou could sense him through their mind link...now he's just gone,
and it felt cold and empty. "I love you Bakura...please come back...come
back..."
When Bakura awoke he first notice how uncomfortable he was;
something tight and rough was binding him. He lay hunched over something
wooden, a table. His legs were spread and tied to the table legs, spreading his
buttocks effectively. Straps ran up the table from the other side to secure his
arms. He noted then that he was nude, his body shivering in the damp room.
"Had a good sleep?"
The white haired teen craned his neck at the voice,
"Pharaoh...you..."
There was a sinister chuckle as the crimson eyed young man emerged
from the dark shadows of a corner, "It's been a long time since we had
this kind of fun, didn't we?"
"Fuck you Pharaoh!" Bakura shrieked in fury.
"Tsk tsk...such
temper," Yami waggled his finger, "though I must thank Seto for his
amazing skill to track you down so fast; I was worrying about how to kidnap you
unnoticed, but fate has it that you came straight to us..."
Bakura bowed his head in shame, remembering how he left Ryou on
the ground crying as he ran from the house...if only he never...
"You seem upset...something must have happened hmmm? Did you
hurt poor Ryou?"
"Shut the fuck up Pharaoh!"
"My my I must have plucked a
heartstring there...so that IS true...doesn't matter...we have you now...don't
we Seto?"
"Yes, my Pharaoh," Bakura couldn’t see the other shape
kneeling by Yami's side, but it was only too easy to know.
"You fucker!"
"So many millennia...and he still hasn't changed a bloody
bit," Seto commented coldly, standing up at Yami's gesture, "I guess
we never did break him..."
"Oh we did...it was that stupid hikari of his...fixed him up;
maybe we should rid of him or..."
"You fuck off! Don't you DARE lay a finger on Ryou! If you
even hurt one hair on him I'll-"
"You what?" the tri-coloured haired teen said, amused,
"what can you do in this position?"
"I'll..." Bakura realized what they were trying to do to
him; they were trying to get him to submit to their commands in exchange for
his lover's safety, "I'll..." He wasn't ready to give in
yet..."You wouldn’t be able to lay a finger on him anyways! Not with Malik
and Marik watching over him! Those brothers' combined power far surpasses
yours!"
That comment obviously struck a cord for the young thief felt a
fist slam into the small of his back, instantly bruising the skin. As he gasped
in pain Yami roared, "NO ONE can surpass my power! Do you think that two
little Egyptian boys who haven't even practiced magic for twenty years yet can
surpass a Pharaoh who is 3000 years old!?!?!?!"
Bakura grunted, "Yes...they are must smarter than you
are."
"You will regret saying that you thief whore!"
Seto snickered at the familiar nickname for the young tomb robber,
"I would be more than happy to aid you in the punishment of this
slut."
"I would like that Seto..."
There was a crack as a whip was snapped on the ground. "Be
gentle, High Priest," the Pharaoh warned, "I want no scars..."
"I remembered that my Pharaoh..." the brunette grinned,
"you loved pain...but hated marring...it is my specialty to cause such
agony..."
There was a loud screech of pain when the whip spliced the pale
yami's delicate side, splitting the sensitive skin.
"Always hit the most frail, sensitive areas of the
body..." Seto whirled the whip and it flicked across the bare area between
Bakura's buttocks, eliciting another cry of pain, "gently so that they don’t
scar...but it will always feel a thousand times worse..."
Bakura struggled against his restraints, tears of agony sliding
down his face as he screamed over and over again at every cut inflicted upon
his flesh, flinging his head from side to side.
"It seems you have improved Seto...how?" Yami commented.
"It's modern times," the High priest replied, "Science...I
know the anatomy well..."
"Very good..."
"Fuck you-Ah!" Bakura clawed the table, trying to grab
onto something as he was whipped again, "Osiris! Fuck you both!!!"
"You disgusting whore, I will teach you to talk to your masters
that way!" Seto declared.
The pale teen continued to scream until his voice went hoarse,
which was much to Yami's disappointment. "Leave me alone! Fuck off!"
he coughed.
"Such a beautiful voice...such a wonderful scream of pure
agony...I shouldn't destroy such a prize. Seto, stop."
The taller teen immediately recoiled his whip, the device barely
missing Bakura's body, "Yes my Pharaoh." He smirked at the bloody
body straddling the table, decorated with small gashes, "but such a
shame...we were planning to use him tonight..."
"Not tonight Seto...not tonight," Yami patted the High
Priest's arm when the young man began to probe the white haired thief's
entrance with the handle of the whip, "the sun is rising...let him
rest...we have plenty of time with him."
"Yes my Pharaoh..."
"But you are so full of energy," Yami commented,
"I've been wanting to try you out for
awhile...it's been a long time."
As he turned to leave the taller teen followed, "I will be
delighted to..."
As an unseen door opened and slammed shut Bakura let more quiet
tears falls from his eyes, shame filling his very soul. “I wish I never got
upset at Ryou…” he whispered to the dark, trying to draw in comfort, “Nothing
would have happened…” Dread filled him, he doesn’t even know where he was…If
Yami and Seto had taken precautions, they would be out
of the city…somewhere where no one would find him. After so many years, his
nightmares are coming back to bite him.
Ryou awoke to the
doorbell; he considered not answering it but then thought better of it. Not
caring about how he looked he trudged down the stairs and opened the door.
Yugi gasped at
the other teen’s sorry state. Still in rumpled pajamas, Ryou’s white hair was
tousled madly about his head, a bruise lay upon his cheek and his eyes were
puffy and red. “Ryou! You…”
“Yugi…” the boy
turned away and opened the door wide, “you want to come in I suppose…”
Dragging his
school bag after him the smaller teen entered the house, finding a place on the
couch to sit. Ryou slumped down across from him on the sofa, looking very ill. “Ryou! Are you alright? You looked perfectly fine yesterday
and suddenly you’re sick! And what happened to your face? Where is Bakura?
Shouldn’t he be taking care of you? Unless he…” he pointed at the injury.
“Bakura…” a tear
slipped from Ryou’s eye, “he hit me…because I wouldn’t stop pushing him…he got
so upset…and then he ran from the house…he hasn’t come back yet…I feel so bad
Yugi!” he began to sob, “He looked so paranoid of telling me what was wrong
with him! But I had to keep pushing!”
“You were only
concerned for him Ryou…”
“I didn’t think
he was so struck by it though! And now he hasn’t even returned! A-And I can’t
feel him through our link! Oh god Yugi what am I going to do?”
Leaving his spot
on the couch the tri-coloured haired teen headed over to Ryou, patting him on
the shoulder, “You know Bakura though…he will go off and cool down for awhile
and then come back…I’m sure of it…If I didn’t know him any better I would think
he was abusing you, but instead he ran from the house. He must have felt bad…”
“He did…I saw it
in his eyes…”
Yugi nodded, “And
I trust him enough as well to know he loves you too much for that. But he will
be back I’m sure of it; it wouldn’t be like him to rush off over such a small
issue and disappear…If it makes you feel any better I can’t feel Yami through
our link either; he went off on some trip with Kaiba, funny that they would
together. He told me that he was going to block the link to spare me the
trouble of listening to arguments of whatnot…I trust him so I’m not worrying…You
should trust Bakura as well, he’s probably just blocking you right now because
he doesn’t know what to do.”
“I suppose you’re
right,” Ryou sniffed, reaching for a tissue. After wiping his eyes, he smiled, “Thank
you Yugi, I don’t know what I would do without you.”
“That’s what
friends are for,” Yugi grinned back as the white haired teen stood up, “you
look like a mess! How about you clean up here and we can go out for a burger or
something?”
“I am a bit
hungry…” the pale teen sighed, “You’re right…I shouldn’t stay copped up
brooding like this…I trust Bakura, he will come back…but maybe I should stay and
wait…”
“No use wasting
your life Ryou…when Bakura comes back, I assure you that you will be there waiting
for him…but knowing him Ryou he won’t come back til night.”
Ryou smiled, “You
have gotten to know him well!”
“I have…I mean,
he’s actually a nice person and all…just a little misunderstood.”
“You really
understand a lot of people…” the boy headed up the stairs, “give me five
minutes to clean up, then I’ll be with you.”
“Alright.”
As Ryou stepped
into the bathroom he looked into the mirror, wondering if acting all happy was
alright, “As I’m going out with Yugi…Bakura could be in so much pain right now…but
maybe…maybe I can look for him…” deciding that searching for his yami sounded
reasonable he turned on the shower and got in, readying himself for the
afternoon. Please be alright…
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Author: Ok…my
brain kinda died near the end but I hope it came out
alright!
Bakura: GAHHH!!!
I can’t believe I actually wished for you to continue this!
Author: Cause you
want your fans…
Bakura: Bah…
Author: Anyways
please review!!! I’ll try to update more depending on school…
BTW, to those who read Royalty…I didn’t
win the challenge, but I give thanks to all who have read it and supported me
throughout writing the fic! My only regret is pulling
those allnighters to get it done on time…but I’m glad
you all enjoyed it and stood by my side all those times! I love you all! ^^
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