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Yu-Gi-Oh! Ryou/Bakura
By: Blue Lagoon
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He was
lying on the floor with the pool of his blood, his heart aching painfully. He
hadn’t felt this much pain before. Yes, he was sore all over… but that wasn’t the
one bothering him right at that moment. His tears wouldn’t stop flooding down
as he gritted his teeth angrily but sadly. Yes, he was mad. And yet… he was
hurt deep inside.
His heart
was broken, that’s why…
- Flashback -
“Yamero!” Ryou pleaded, although the tone of anger was in his voice. He
felt Bakura sneer on top of him as he pinned his Hikari on the ground with his
strong arms. “Stupid Hikari!” Bakura cursed as he took a dagger out and
carefully etched some marks on Ryou’s neck, making the weaker one scream.
/Please… anyone help… me…/
“You know no one would help you, Ryou…” Bakura sneered, “I, myself, won’t
help you if this happens… you know why, Hikari?” Ryou trembled at Bakura’s
sudden harshness. “Because no one cares, Ryou… not even your oyaji who left
you!”
“No one will help you, Ryou…” Bakura repeated, “And in the end… you will
die alone…”
- Flashback ends -
Ryou moved from side to side to relieve himself from the pain and the
memory, but it won’t end. He grasped his chest tightly, but to no avail, his
tears flowed down harder than before. “Why does he still need me alive? Why
can’t he just take my body and leave my soul to rot?” Ryou whispered to
himself, as a teardrop made its way to the cold floor.
Ryou faced the ceiling and found that his vision was beginning to blur. Ryou
blinked back the tears as he grasped his open wound on his abdomen. He figured
he will die soon of blood loss… but, knowing Bakura, the Yami would just bring
Ryou’s energy back with the power of the Sennen Ring.
And in time… He’ll be facing the same routine all over again… again and
again… The routine never stops.
“Get up.” Ryou’s thoughts were interrupted when a foot connected to his face
and noticed his Dark was back. Ryou cowered as he tried to touch his face to
overwhelm the pain. “Didn’t you hear me? I said GET UP!” Bakura yelled. Ryou
hesitated at first, but then tried sitting up.
The moment he did, Bakura grabbed him by the collar and dragged him
upstairs. Feeling himself scream in pain from the contact of Bakura’s elbow to
his wound.
/ Onegai… Yamero… Onegai, Yami… /
// Urusai!!! //
“It… hurts…” Ryou whispered in pain. Bakura smirked as they reached Ryou’s
room and slammed the small body of Ryou to the wall, making Ryou fall to the
floor with a loud thud. Ryou trembled as he tried to blink back the tears. He
remembered the previous beatings he got when he cried, it all resulted to
Bakura hitting him more. Ryou didn’t want that to happen again.
Ryou muffled out a cough as he felt the metallic taste of blood in his
mouth. “Fight back, Ryou… Marik has told me you fight back the bullies in
school now… Good. It seems that my lessons have worked.” Bakura smiled
triumphantly, “Now, Ryou… show me that what Marik said was true.” Bakura
grabbed Ryou by the collar and lifted him off the ground.
Ryou yelped as his back made contact with the wall. “Look at me as if you’re
angry. As if I’m one of those bullies, taking away all your money.” Bakura
smirked. Ryou trembled as he looked at Bakura’s scary red eyes he can’t help
but close his eyes and look away in fear.
“Aww… little Ryou is scared.” Bakura laughed, “Well… I guess what Marik was
all a lie then. I should’ve known. And I thought things were about to change
soon… yare yare!” He sighed. Ryou’s eyes perked suddenly at the word
‘change’. What did Bakura mean? A change for the good? Or for the worst?
Would Bakura actually show some love if ever Ryou would show some strength?
But… how? Ryou wanted to fight back, but facing Bakura was like facing a devil
that descended to Earth. “Saa… shall we continue?” Bakura tightened his
fist and was about to hit Ryou’s face, when Ryou instantly kicked Bakura’s
knees, making him buckle over.
Ryou crawled away as Bakura snarled. “Not bad, Ryou… Not bad at all. But
let’s see if you can prevent more…” Bakura latched himself on Ryou’s leg as
Ryou desperately tried to pull away.
“Hanashite!” Ryou yelled as he kicked hard. Bakura smirked at Ryou’s
actions as he grabbed his Hikari by the neck and pinned him below with his
legs. “Looks like I win again, Ryou.” Bakura grinned, “And once again, you’ll
have to follow my each and every command.”
“Haven’t I always had?” Ryou asked. Making Bakura snap. “What the heck do
you want from me, Bakura?”
“You already know that, Ryou.” Bakura snapped. “Yeah, I do! What I don’t understand
is, why I had to be alive to make your dreams come true! Why don’t you just
take my soul and make it rest? Get my body for all I care!” Ryou screamed.
“What?” Bakura glared, next thing he knew, he was threw back and now it was
Ryou’s turn to be on top of him. “You’ve done nothing but beat me up! What are
you trying to prove, Bakura? That you’re better than me? That’s already been
decided by obvious circumstances! You’ve done nothing but make my life a living
hell!” Ryou yelled, grabbing Bakura’s collar and slamming his head to the
ground.
Bakura tried to talkk buk but Ryou cut in, “SHUT UP! Don’t say a word!”
“All these beatings are tiring me, Bakura! My grades are dropping because I
faint by the time I get back home and in the middle of class, and they asked me
if I was taking drugs! I can’t stand this anymore, Bakura! WHY WON’T YOU
STOP?” Ryou cried as he stopped banging Bakura’s head on the ground. Bakura
felt Ryou lower his head as tears sprung out from Ryou’s eyes.
Bakura glared at first, but soon softened when he felt teardrops dropping to
his cheek and neck. He looked up at the crying Ryou and tried to say something
nice, but none of the words would come out.
“Get off of me.”
“Kill me.” Ryou ordered as Bakura’s eyes widened. “Don’t make me suffer
anymore! Just kill me, damn it!” Bakura felt his head hurt, as he was able to
feel Ryou’s pain. Bakura had seen numerous images of Ryou inside the link as he
realized that Ryou was planning to commit suicide. “Do it yourself.” Bakura
snapped, not really recognizing his words. Ryou instantly stood up and glared
down at Bakura. “Fine. I’ll be glad to do it.” And with that, he stormed off to
the kitchen.
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Ryou ran to the kitchen drawers as he retrieved a knife and was about to
strike when a strong hand grabbed him by the wrist. “Let me go!!!” Ryou
screamed as he tried to pull the knife closer to his chest. “Stop it, Ryou!
You’re exaggerating!” Bakura scolded.
“And you’re being a pain in the ass!” Ryou snapped, making Bakura’s eyes
widened again. “Let go of my hand and I’ll go away forever!” Ryou said. “I
don’t like that, Ryou.” Bakura threatened. “So what?” Ryou yelled. The next
thing Ryou knew, a slap made its way across his face as he held his cheek.
“You’re crazy, Ryou!” Bakura yelled as he threw the knife to the other side
of the kitchen. “Calm down!” Ryou trembled as he noticed the wound he had
inflicted on Bakura’s arm. Ryou looked at Bakura’s eyes as he noticed rage and
anger sparking from within.
/ K- kami-sama… Wh- what h- have I… / Ryou stormed out of the kitchen
and instantly went to his room, slamming the door behind him.
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“What the heck was that just now?” Bakura asked himself. He can’t help but
laugh at the situation. “Okay… so maybe he did change…” Bakura laughed
again, but soon stopped as he realized what he had done.
// Ryou? //
/ … /
// Ryou. Answer me. //
/ What do you want? /
// Come down here. //
/ Why should I? /
// Because I said so. //
/ And who are you to command me? /
// Ryou… obviously, you haven’t calmed down yet. //
/ … … … Go away. /
Bakura sighed as he stood up and washed away all the blood in his arm. The
moment he did, it stung, figuring Ryou might be treating his own wound
upstairs. // Ryou… // Bakura called again, heading upstairs. He reached Ryou’s
room and grabbed the doorknob, only to see that it’s locked.
Bakura backed a few inches away and charged in, slamming Ryou’s door open.
Bakura entered the room only to find the white-haired teen’s head buried under
the pillows. “Ryou… get out of there.” Bakura ordered.
“I’m calming down, ‘master’!” Ryou snapped at the last word. “Ryou, you’re
acting strange!” Bakura raised an eyebrow. “No, YOU’RE acting strange, Bakura!”
Ryou sat up, revealing Ryou’s tear-stained face. “Where was the Bakura I first
met? The one who used to make fun of me when I cried? Not laugh at me!
The Bakura who would laugh at my mistakes? Not beat me up! Where is he,
Bakura? BRING HIM BACK!”
“He’s gone.” Bakura snapped, sitting at the corner of the bed and crossed
his arms. “And he’ll never come back.” He said, facing his back to Ryou’s back.
“Then the old Ryou will change too… change until the old Bakura is back.” Ryou
challenged as Bakura smirked from behind the Hikari.
“You can’t even fight me, Ryou…” Bakura laughed. Ryou was left in silence as
the Dark laughed for a while. Bakura finally silenced as well, feeling Ryou’s
pain deep inside their link. “How can you fight back to bullies when you can’t
even fight back to me?” Bakura asked. “You’re weak, Ryou… You’re still weak.”
“I fight back to bullies cause I hate them…” Ryou whispered. “How can I
fight back to Bakura when I love him?”
Bakura’s eyes widened as he turned to look at Ryou’s back. Ryou gave out a
small sniff and lowered his head, looking at the opposite direction of Bakura.
With one last sigh, he closed his eyes and made the tears fall. “It’s weird. I
thought what you meant in ‘change’ was actually…”
/ …Love… / Ryou laughed forcefully, making all the tears fall to his pillow.
Bakura looked at Ryou’s back with the eyes of concern for once, “Okay… so I was
stupid to think that way. Ryou Bakura was always the optimistic one, wasn’t
he?” Ryou laughed again, wiping the tears away forcefully and quickly, hoping
his other half won’t make fun of him. “And his other half was the oh-so-ever
pessimistic one.”
“R- Ryou-”
“I’m tired, Bakura… C- can I please go to bed?”
For the first time in Bakura’s life, he felthouthousand daggers hitting him in
his chest as he looked at Ryou’s small weak body sitting on the queen-sized
bed. “Please?” Ryou pleaded. Bakura left the room without nodding or giving out
a signal. He just stood up and left.
Ryou smiled. Realization hit him when he figured; he hadn’t smiled inside
Bakura manor for a very long time now. He laughed at the thought and lied down
on his stomach. “I miss you, Bakura…”
From below, Bakura’s head perked up when he thought someone said his name.
Bakura sighed as he plopped himself down on the sofa and buried his head on his
palms. “Ryou no baka!” He laughed, but soon stopped when he felt noises
coming from Ryou’s room.
“Ryou!”
Bakura dashed to the stairs and headed to Ryou’s room. The moment he opened
Ryou’s door, everything was a mess. All of Ryou’s things were already on the
floor and the one on his hand was the Sennen Ring. “Dame!” Bakura
yelled, latching his left arm around Ryou’s waist from behind and the right on
Ryou’s wrist.
“Ryou, what do you think you’re doing?” Bakura asked. Ryou’s eyes were
covered by the shadows of his hair, “Z- zettai ni yura sanaii…” Ryou
trembled as he felt Bakura’s warm touch around his waist. Bakura’s head started
to hurt as everything went blurry. “R- Ryou?” Bakura called.
Bakura instantly tensed as he noticed Ryou fall to his arms and noticed that
his Hikari was trembling hard. “Hikari no baka!” He scolded the
unconscious teen as he carried Ryou over to the bed and laid him there.
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“Don’t fight me, Ryou. We have to get you cleaned up!” Bakura said, pulling
Ryou’s arm. “I can do it by myself, Bakura! You’re hurting me!” Ryou yelped.
Bakura instantly let go, making Ryou topple to the bathtub. Ryou rubbed the
back of his head as he closed his eyes in the pain.
“Sorry…” Bakura said, heaving his hand to help Ryou up. “You may leave now…”
Ryou said, pointing out to the door. “No.” Bakura snapped, grabbing Ryou’s
collar and unbuttoning it. “BAKURA!!!!!” Ryou shrieked in embarrassment as he
realized he was half-naked in front of his Dark. “NO! STOP IT!”
Bakura smiled evilly as he tickled Ryou by the stomach and dropped to his
knees to take off Ryou’s pants. Ryou laughed and backed away the same time,
trying to get his other half away from him. “Bakura… hahaha… s-stop!… hahaha…
N-no!”
The next thing he knew, he was carried bride-style to the bathtub,
completely naked. Ryou blushed madly as Bakura took of his shirt as well,
joining Ryou in the bathtub as well. Ryou screamed. “What?” Bakura blinked.
“Bakura!!!” Ryou yelled.
“Would you keep quiet?” Bakura sighed. Ryou instantly silenced.
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Ryou closed his eyes as the shampoo’s bubbled connected with his eyes. He
felt cold hands rub his back as he arched forward with pain, his previous scars
screaming in pain. “I- Ittai!” Ryou muttered, “B- Bakura… please be
gentle.”
“…”
Ryou blinked at the sudden silence as he looked at Bakura behind him, only
to see the Dark in tears. “B- Bakura?” Ryou whispered, only to be pulled by
Bakura in a hug. “B- Bakura! D- doushitano?”
Bakura lightly touched over Ryou’s scars in his back as he washed all the
soap off. “These scars… it- its so painful to see.”
“Stop it, Bakura.” Ryou said nervously as he tried to take Bakura’s touch
away from his body. “N- No. Let me treat them!” Bakura insisted. “Let go,
Bakura! Please! You’re scaring me!” Ryou’s eyes widened. “Ryou… let me handle
them.” Bakura said grabbing Ryou’s arm and unconsciously, twisting it from
behind.
Ryou shrieked in pain.
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“I’m sorry…”
Ryou was rubbing his arms nervously as Bakura prepared him some hot
chocolate. “Feeling better?” Bakura asked as he handed Ryou the cup. Ryou
hesitated at first, but took the cup anyway. “Arigatou…” Ryou thanked as
Bakura nodded in agreement, sitting in front of the albino.
Ryou looked down at the steaming contents on the cup as he dropped his head
lower. “Please don’t look at me like that…” Ryou pleaded, realizing that Bakura
was staring at him for a long time now. “What’s wrong all of a sudden, Ryou?
You were scared. Then mad. Then you freaked out! Now you’re acting all
depressed. What’s with all of these weird emotions?” Bakura demanded.
Ryou wasn’t able to answer that as he bu him himself in the warm feeling of
the blankets. “I- I was confused…” He held himself tighter with the blanket as
well. “I’m scared…”
“Of what? Me?” Bakura asked, sarcasm on the tone of his voice. He didn’t
expect the answer to be so harsh, “I have always been scared of you…” Ryou
said, making Bakura sigh sadly. Bakura walked over to Ryou and grabbed the cup
from the light’s hand, placing it on the bedside table.
Slowly, he pushed Ryou down to the bed, making the light yelp. “Wh- what are
you doing?” Ryou trembled as he looked at Bakura’s eyes. Ryou held both of his
fists to his chest in defense as he felt Bakura leaning closer.
“Confessing…” Bakura answered, placing a hand around Ryou’s head for support
and leaning in closer. “I love you, Ryou… I don’t care if you don’t love this
Bakura… I’m not forcing you to love me back… I’m just loving you, that’s all…”
And with that, he closed his eyes and kissed Ryou gently on the lips.
Ryou closed his eyes as well as his fists softened. Feeling security, love
and warmth coming from the Dark.
/ Bakura… /
// Ryou… d- do you still love me…? //
/ I- Of course I do… I’d always had… /
// Even at the time when I beat you up? //
/ Y- yes… A- are you m- mad? I- I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! /
// I’m sorry, Ryou… not you. I’m so sorry, my light. //
Bakura broke off from the kiss as he looked sadly into Ryou’s sad eyes as
well. Bakura blinked back a tear as it made its way to Ryou’s cheek. Ryou
reached out to Bakura’s face and neatly wiped it away. “You don’t look good in
tears…” Ryou smiled.
Bakura pulled Ryou up and embraced him, feeling the blanket wrap around the
both of them. Bakura kissed Ryou’s head quickly and hugged him tighter, feeling
as if someone might take Ryou away from him. “Please don’t hate me, Bakura…”
Ryou raised his head to Bakura’s sight.
“I- I know I have said such harsh words… b- but, I- I didn’t mean it! I know
I was rude!” Ryou looked at the identical bandage wound they both have. “I’m
bad. I know I am…” Ryou buried his head on Bakura in fear as he sobbed
silently.
“That’s what I don’t like about you, Ryou…”
“Eh?” Ryou raised his head in awe.
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“You act as if it’s all your fault! It’s my fault, Ryou! It’s mine! Not
yours, okay?” Bakura said, holding both of Ryou’s cheeks close to his. He
kissed Ryou again repeatedly, making Ryou close his eyes every time the contact
was made. “Don’t say stupid things like those.” Bakura whispered, leaning his
forehead on Ryou’s.
Ryou held Bakura’s hands on his cheeks as tears strolled down from his eyes.
“The old Bakura… is not gone.” Ryou smiled, “He’s back. He’s really back!” Ryou
raised his head to look at Bakura. “Ogairii.”
“Tadaima!” Bakura smiled back. “I know he wasn’t gone.” Ryou said,
touching Bakura’s cheek. “I love you…” Bakura stared off in space for a while
until he placed a hand on Ryou’s pajama buttons. “R- Ryou, I-” Bakura stuttered
as Ryou touched Bakura’s hand.
Ryou smiled as he closed his eyes. He unbuttoned his pajamas slowly and
playfully, revealing his bruised body. But still, Ryou had perfect white skin
and silky soft shoulders. The cloth draped on his shoulders as it slowly fell
to the ground as Bakura felt himself drooling at the sight. Ryou brushed his
silver hair to the back as Bakura kissed Ryou by the shoulders, closing his
eyes at the warmth and feeling. Ryou felt his eyes close too as he pulled down
his pants and boxers from below.
The feeling felt right. “I’m all yours, Bakura… no need to rush.” Ryou
whispered seductively. Bakura nodded in happiness as he spread Ryou’s legs
wider and pushed Ryou down to the bed. “It’s still 6… looks like we have all
night, ne?” Bakura mumbled in between the kisses he planted on Ryou’s
neck.
Bakura raised himself again as he knelt in between Ryou’s widespread legs.
Stripping himself off to being naked as well. This time, it was Ryou’s turn to
blush and drool at the sight. “All mine…” Bakura smiled, touching Ryou’s side
of the face and kissing him again.
Bakura moved his lower part in an uncomfortable way as he found Ryou’s
entrance. Ryou felt himself arch his back for a minute, but soon melted at the
burning sensation inside of him, “Mm… yeah… o- oh. There.” Ryou muttered in the
middle of their kiss, “Ngh… Mmm…” Ryou moaned, closing his eyes the whole time.
/ More… please? /
// Good boys should get more… right? //
/ Arigatou, Bakura! /
Bakura pressed in further, feeling Ryou react with the pressure. Their
happiness was soon turned to guilt when Ryou had another one of his memories.
- Memory -
/Please… anyone help… me…/
“You know no one would help you, Ryou…” Bakura sneered, “I, myself, won’t
help you if this happens… you know why, Hikari?” Ryou trembled at Bakura’s
sudden harshness. “Because no one cares, Ryou… not even your oyaji who left
you!”
“No one will help you, Ryou…” Bakura repeated, “And in the end… you will
die alone…”
- Memory ends -
Bakura stopped from his movements too as he saw the same memory and realized
Ryou was latching on to him with such fear. Ryou trembled hard as he buried his
face on Bakura’s bare chest. “Ryou…” Bakura tried comforting his Light and
rubbed his back as Ryou started sobbing.
“Hey. Why’re you still thinking about that?” Bakura asked sadly, “Have I
caused you so much pain?” Bakura felt Ryou tremble more as Bakura embraced his
lover tighter. “Answer me?” Bakura pleaded, letting go of Ryou slowly and
touching his cheek.
Ryou shook his head slowly as he felt tears coming down and wiped them away
quickly. “N- nandemonai…” Ryou smiled. “Ryou… I can see it in your eyes.
You’re still bothered about what I said, saa?” Bakura asked, seeing
Ryou’s sad and scared eyes.
“I- I- admit… I’m still scared… d- demo… I feel secured when I’m with
you. D- demo saa, there’s always a feeling that I tend to cower away…”
Ryou hugged his naked self and turned to the other direction. “I- I’m sorry,
Bakura…” Ryou lowered his head.
Ryou felt Bakura shift away from behind as Ryou tensed. “Hontou ni
gomenasai…” He whispered. Letting go of someone you really wanted to love
but don’t have the heart to, hurts. But it hurts even more when you let go of
that person, knowing you still love them. That was the thought Ryou had in
mind.
He felt strong arms embrace him from his back as he looked around to see
Bakura’s head resting on his right shoulder. “Daijoubu…” Bakura
whispered, kissing Ryou’s neck. “Tell me…”
“D- did your l- love for me ever disappear?” Bakura asked. Ryou looked at
him with tears in his eyes and with a wide smile. “No… I never did.” Ryou
smiled, holding Bakura’s head. “Then it’s I who should be apologizing…” Bakura
said, “I’m the one to be blamed!”
“No… No one is to be blamed. We all make mistakes. And… that was just a
wrong decision you had to choose.” Ryou sighed. “B- but, you don’t understand
Ryou! I enjoyed it! I really enjoyed it!” Bakura cried, making Ryou jump at the
sudden tone of the Yami. Bakura hugged Ryou tighter as Ryou chuckled at his
Yami’s foolishness.
Bakura’s eyes widened as Ryou faced him again, “Did you enjoy it cause you
saw me in pain?” Ryou asked, Bakura shook his head. “Then… you enjoyed it cause
you loved me.” Bakura felt Ryou kiss him as he closed his eyes. “No, cause I
loved the way you scream and how your tears fall from your eyes. They’re so
beautiful to see…” Bakura smiled.
Ryou raised his eyebrows as he pushed Bakura back to the bed. “It’s payback
time.” Ryou smirked as he kissed Bakura in the lips again. The next thing Ryou
knew, he was yet again under Bakura’s control. “No fair!” Ryou pouted. Bakura
laughed as he touched Ryou’s nose with his.
Both of them started laughing soon feeling silly at their sudden actions.
Soon however, Ryou was the one who had the last laugh. “What’s wrong, Bakura?”
Ryou asked. Bakura took Ryou’s hand into his as he rubbed it softly. “I promise
I’ll never hurt you ever again… and that I’ll always love you… forever.” Bakura
smiled, kissing Ryou’s hand.
Ryou smiled at the action and pulled Bakura into another kiss. As soon as
they broke off, Bakura placed Ryou’s legs around his waist and Ryou’s arms
around his neck. “Bakura?” Ryou asked, wondering what Bakura was going to do. “Shh…”
Bakura whispered as he caressed Ryou’s ass from behind and buried his face on
Ryou’s neck.
Ryou relaxed as soon as he felt the feeling of Bakura inside as he closed
his eyes.
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The moment Ryou opened his eyes, it was still nighttime. The moon was
shining up in the sky as the reflection shone through their window. Ryou smiled
as he embraced Bakura tightly.
“Good night, Bakura…”
End.
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