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Scorched Existence	By : DirtyHentaiGoddess Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4297 -:- 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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Beyond the Pain of Love

Pre author notes:

Ok guys for this story I am going to call the good Ryou Bakura “Ryou” and the evil Ryou Bakura “Bakura.” This just makes things easier for me, and you readers too. Umm, one more thing. This fic does contain a graphic and detailed lemon, so if you’re going to flame me about how I shouldn’t be writing this, or you think you might after reading it, please don’t read it. It’ll save everyone so no needed hassle. K then, arigato and for those of you still reading, enjoy the fic!~

Ryou walked home from school. He didn’t notice anything particularly special about that day, besides the special lunch. However, when he entered the door to his house, a sinister figure appeared by the stairway.

“AAA!!!” Ryou screamed, because he was scared, but then he remembered that he did house one sinister looking figure in his house, namely his yami, Bakura. He knew what would inevitably happen next, and so he closed the door as quickly as possible, holding his arms out in the shape of a cross. “Do what you will,” he whispered in a sorrowful shaky voice.

Smirking, Bakura could only oblige. “Of course I will, would you ever think for a moment that I wouldn’t?” Slowly, he approached the quivering boy, licking his lips as he watched small tears form at the sides of both his doeful eyes. Grabbing the pale boy’s chin, he pulled him in roughly for a kiss.

Ryou made no attempt to resist, how could he? Bakura had meant everything to him, but would the evil spirit ever know? It would stand to chance that he never would, that he would only use him as he undoubtedly would now….

The demon pounced then upon the weakling boy, slamming him back against the door hard, gliding his fingers underneath the cumbersome cotton sweater and raking his fingernails across the cool skin beneath. Within a short amount of time, he had stripped the young lad of his sweater and shirt, slowly unzipping his pants as he reached underneath to give his prize a startling hard squeeze.

“Unnnmphh!!” Ryou’s eyes widened in pain as Bakura tortured him so, but his protest came out only as a muffled moan in the tomb raider’s mouth.

“What was that boy? Did I hear a complaint?!” The spirit glowered suddenly at the boy, enraged by the audacity of this child, to think he could deny him! “I’ll show you what it means to defy me…”

An exasperated sigh caught in Ryou’s throat, he knew what Bakura was talking about, for he had “defied him” many times already. It meant pain. A whole world of hurt and torment that he didn’t really want to step into, but it didn’t seem like he really had a choice. “I… I understand…”

This small remark caught Bakura off guard. Just what did the boy possibly mean? “You understand?” Maniacal laughter echoed off of every wall in the house. “You could never understand! You, boy, are my pet, my toy, nothing more. I keep you alive because I need you live if I am to live. Perhaps this time around you will get that through your head and stop thinking of these warm love thoughts…” Bakura decided then that he had taken quite enough time and began to fully undress the boy and himself, throwing him roughly onto the welcome mat on the floor.

Ryou was in a total state of shock, not because of what he knew Bakura was about to do, but because the spirit had known all along how much he cared for him… how much he needed him… how much he loved him… “B-Bakura?” The whisper was faint and barely audible, indeed, it went unregarded by the tomb robber.

As the other boy descended upon him, flipping him over onto his hands and knees, Ryou’s sadness continued to pour from the depths of his soul. Bakura had known all this time how much Ryou wanted him to care, and yet, his feelings were returned as if by a brick wall.

Cries of agony tore through Ryou. Pain ripped through him as he felt Bakura plunge into him, wasting no time on preparations or even making his le hle hikari more comfortable. He knew his soft insides had been ripped, and soon Ryou smelled the nauseating scent of his own blood. It was all he could do to hold himself up, his arms desiring to give out with every thrust, every malicious intrusion.

Finally, he felt the tomb robber come within him, but his was was still not sated. He remained inside him, torturing him even more until he came yet again. By this time, Ryou had given up trying to hold himself up, and had fallen to his elbows on the tile floor. By this time, he cried no more, for he had no more tears to spill, and his entire body throbbed to the same painful beat.

“Love, tsch, what do you know?” Bakura retorted smugly, withdrawing from the boy to disappear back upstairs from whence he came.

Ryou remained curled up on the floor, his blood spilling freely over the welcome mat. He was hurt beyond belief, not just physically, that much he could handle, but by Bakura’s cold personality itself. He had loved the spirit, even though he used him. He had loved the spirit, even though he abused him. He had loved him…
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