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Regret	By : BishojoShadow Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3085 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This is a story written
by myself and Luvkarebear2 rwisrwise known as Karen. We have other chapters
finished but we wanted to post the first chapter now, we probably wont post the
rest until it is completely finished but I hope you like chapter 1 to �Regret�
so ENJOY!!! Please note that the poem is an original work by Karen Lynne
Crowley so do not steal or copy write it thank-you.
Also be sure to check
out my new fan fiction �Abnormal Lemons�

I regret not voicing

My love for you

I regret not telling

All I would go through

I regret every time

My voice turned bad

I regret every minute

That you have been sad

I regret not hearing

Your pleas of pain

I regret not feeling

Our mountains of shame

I regret every tear

That I caused to shed

I regret every moment

You were alone in bed

I regret every whisper

That you couldn't hear

I regret every smile

You couldn't share

But I will never regret

Having you near.

Ryou
walked through the park slowly, kicking a pebble as he went along. His father
had gone away on another dig trip, he hated how he was always left alone...it
seemed as if no one wanted him or even cared that he existed.  In
fact, the only person he ever saw was his father's contractor, Marik, and that
was someone he wanted to forget. He shuddered slightly as he tried to push the
memories out of his mind. He came to the park to avoid Marik, and now Marik was
all he could think about. How Marik always wanted Ryou around.  The
fact that Ryou knew Marik was purposely sending his father on fruitless digs so
that Ryou would be alone.  However, that wasn't the worse thing about
that day. Ryou pushed back a small whimper that nearly escaped his lips...sooner
or later he would have to go home...where Marik would be waiting for him. He
leaned against a tree and noticed how the sun was getting ever closer to the
horizon. It would be dark soon and if he wasn't home by nightfall there would
be hell to pay. A tear escaped Ryou's chocolate colored eye.  How did
it come to this, he asked himself.  How is it that just three months
ago, my life was less complicated, and now, I am nothing?  Ryou took
a deep breath, and looked at the beautiful pink and purples of the sun, wishing
he were anywhere but here.  Then he turned around and headed for
home. He dragged his feet as he walked down the street, barley even noticing
the well-manicured lawns and fancy cars that occupied the
street.  Why was he heading for the one place he feared to go? He
couldn't even understand Marik, who delighted in torturing him so
much.   He just wanted to know why...why did Marik constantly
use and abuse him as if he was nothing at all? Marik looks like an angel, Ryou
thought, with his perfectly tanned skin and blonde hair although it was just a
guise to cover up the devil in his soul. Ryou swallowed as he opened the door
to his house and entered the pitch-black living room.

"Was the city to your liking today," asked a terrible, yet
compelling voice.

Ryou stopped dead in his tracks.  It wasn't right.  The
lights were all off.   Marik was being nice.  Too
nice.  Their relationship, if you could call it that, had progressed
to the point that Marik didn't care about Ryou at all. Not as long as Ryou was
letting him do what he wanted.  Not as long as he has Ryou in his
grasps.

"I...I..." Ryou stammered with his words as his hand fumbled for a
light switch.

Marik knew Ryou was afraid; no terrified, of the dark. Ryou yelped slightly as
Marik grabbed his wrist and began twisting painfully.

"Why did you stay gone so long?"  He asked, his voice
filled with disappointment.  Ryou could smell the whiskey reeking
from his breath and clothes.  The now familiar nausea was setting in
as Marik started pulling Ryou to the old blue couch sitting in the middle of
the living room.  "Don't worry so much, Ryou. I am not going to
hurt you.  I need you.  Can't you understand?"

"Please..." Ryou said as he tried to wrench his wrist from Marik's
grasp. He felt tears stinging the back of his eyes. No matter what Marik said
or did he always hurt him. He only needed him for one thing and that was a
personal slave, Ryou tried his hardest to understand why Marik did this to him
but the answer never came. Marik threw Ryou onto the couch, and then started
pacing in front of him.

"I have so much on my mind, so many things and people that depend on
me.   This time, I get to share with you, is so important, so
priceless.  It helps me to forget everything else, and answer only
for now, this moment.  Do you understand, my love?  I need
you.  I want you."  Ryou could see Marik caressing the
bulge in-between his own legs from the moonlight that poured through the
window. Ryou started to inch slightly away from the couch, looking towards the
entrance hall. The door was so close...but he knew that he probably wouldn't
make it that far. Ryou has tried to escape Marik countless times but it never
worked.

"Please...not tonight..." Ryou said meekly. He knew reasoning with
Marik was useless as well; but he had to at least try.

"You don't want to be with me tonight?  Why do you say such
terrible things to me?  Look what I have done for you, for your
family.� Marik said gesturing his hands toward all the extravagant things that
decorated their home, hardwood floors, Ethan Allen furniture, complete
entertainment system, and much more.
�Your dad is making more money
than he could of ever dreamed of.  All I want in return is time with
you.  Personal time."  Marik's voice had changed like
an adult trying to reason with a child.�  He slowly started
unbuttoning his pants, his hands trembling in his anticipation. "Why don't
you be a good boy now and come here?"

Ryou gripped the sides of the couch cushions feeling its soft material, as he
shook his head no. "This isn't personal time...why me? You have plenty of
money and plenty of people who adore you...why me?" Ryou said his voice
shaking. He knew avoiding what Marik wanted was not a smart idea but he felt
the urge to stall.  "Why do you do such terrible things to me?"
Ryou added after a short pause.

"Terrible?  Terrible!!!"  Marik screamed in
disbelief.  "I am showing you wonderful and glorious things
about life that a lot of people never experience! Is that
terrible?  Is it so terrible when I am stroking you, or licking
you?   Do not lie to me, Ryou, I heard you moan last
night.  You loved it, and that is one thing money can't
buy.  My satisfaction with you.  But no more talking, do I
need to tell you to come here again?"

Ryou tensed up immediately when Marik began to yell at him, but he was also
feeling a bit brave, or stupid considering your perspective on the
situation,

"It is terrible!" Ryou screamed as tears began to flood down his
cheeks. "You may get satisfaction but all I get is pain and humiliation, I
hated every minute of it last night! And the night before that one and..."
Ryou stopped as his body began to shake from the yelling and crying and he
stopped to try to catch his br. &q. "You can not honestly believe that
what you do to me is out of love!" Ryou yelled, unconsciously clenching
the cushions even tighter than before.

"You little liar!  You ungrateful slut!  You think I
have humiliated you?   You think I just use you?  Turn
around, I'll make sure you don't come this time!"  Marik said as
he grabbed Ryou by the neck and flung him face forward into

the couch.

Ryou tried to push himself up off the couch but Marik was much stronger than he
was.  He pressed his knee in the small of Ryou's back making him
immobile. Marik began to try and remove Ryou's pants but Ryou managed to pull
his knees

to his chest.

&quleaslease Marik don't!" Ryou pleaded as a fresh wave of tears began to
flow down his delicate features.

"You lied when you said you don't enjoy what we do.  So I will
make you tell me the truth!"  Marik said as he grabbed Ryou's
legs and pinned them underneath his knees.  "I will show you
true pain and humiliation now!"

Ryou thrashed when Marik began to remove his clothes but it didn't help
matters. It only made them worse. Marik became frustrated when Ryou wouldn't
hold still and slapped him across the face as hard as he could. It stunned the
youth beneath him making it easier for Marik to strip the young boy.
Marik stopped for just a moment,
his breath caught in his throat.  What a beautiful child, Marik
thought, so different from all the others.  Just looking at Ryou's
perfectly formed ass, his lengths of child-like muscle, made Marik have more
fantasies and visions of his and Ryou's future together.

"Come my love," he said as he inserted his middle finger into Ryou,
"Open yourself for me, and I will show you this pleasure and this love I
talk about." Ryou whimpered when Marik forced his fingers inside of him,
and his body tensed at the intrusion.

"Please...it hurts..." Ryou whimpered out as he tried to pull himself
away from the unwanted penetration.
He pushed his legs against one
another to prevent Marik from proceeding further not being able to think of
anything else to do.

"It will hurt worse if you don't relax.  Don't tense my love,
for I have something bigger for you."  Marik said as he started
rubbing his engorged member against Ryou's satiny skin.  "I want
you to tell me you want me.  Tell me you love me, and I will take
away this pain."

Ryou shook his head furiously "I won't...you cant make me say
anything!" Ryou yelled unable to stop his outburst before it erupted,
although he meant every word of it.  He clenched his eyes shut,
trying to block out the horror of Marik's invasion.
He could never love Marik. Not
after everything, he had done to him.  Just his name makes Ryou
shudder. How could he possibly think that this was love? Did he have no common
sense that this was truly rape?

"I can't make you, can I?"  Marik said in his sneaky
voice.  "What are you willing to bet?" He said as he took
out his fingers and plunged himself into Ryou's dry, sensational
body.   "You love this, don't you?  Don't you!"

Ryou screamed when Marik fully embedded himself inside him, if felt like he was
slowly being split in two as he began to sob.

"STOP!" Ryou cried "It hurts..." he whimpered out through
sobs that have wracked his body as he cried into the couch cushions and tried
to pull away from Marik.

"You are so tight, so wonderful, and if you had told me the truth I would
have used my lubrication.  But that�s okay.  I bet you
wanted it like this anyways.  My dry cock in you so you could feel
every inch.  Every vibration."   Marik said, seemingly
unaware of the terror filled boy underneath him.  "This is just
what we needed."  He whispered to himself as he started pounding
into he boy, feeling Ryou tearing from his size.

Ryou kept wriggling underneath Marik, trying to get away, unwittingly making
more sensations that were creating greater pleasure for Marik.

"You are mine!"  Marik shouted as he plunged even deeper
into a screaming Ryou.

Ryou only cried louder when his thrust's became harder and faster against him.
It hurt worse than all of the other times had, put together. He tried to focus
on something other than the searing pain that ripped throughout his body, but
he could only notice Marik and the devastation he was causing at the moment.
Marik took Ryou's length into his hand and began to stroke him creating a
rhythm equal with his thrusts.
Marik felt Ryou's hardness, and knew
he was lying.  "Look at this," he said

as he started pounding and stroking faster." You want me don't
you!!"  At that moment, Ryou felt Marik release himself inside
of him.  Thank God, he thought, it's over as he collapsed face down
one the couch, shivering, with Marik panting on top of him.  Then
Marik turned him around and started reaching for Ryou with his
th.&th.

Ryou gasped when Marik began to suck upon him, making the blood flow even
faster to his penis.  He didn't want to give Marik the pleasure of
making him orgasm, not to mention he was still in a lot of pain at the moment.
He could feel the blood trickling along his thighs and wished Marik would just
leave him alone. He pulled away from Marik, actually able to get to the other
side of the room as he pressed himself against the wall.

"Now you want to be fucked against the nice, hard, cold wall is that it,
my love?  I will of course be happy to help."  Marik
said as he advanced towards Ryou.

"Please, no..."  Ryou whimpered, crouching down as if he
was trying to ward off a blow.

"I will make love to you against the wall, with my
tongue..."  Marik sneered as he picked Ryou up and placed him on
his shoulders, giving Ryou no chance for escape.

Ryou winced feeling Marik's tongue tease and play with him while Ryou's legs
were wrapped around his neck.  Ryou pulled his legs together in an
effort not to fall as one of Marik's supporting hands started sliding down
towards his

butt..

"S-stop..." Ryou pleaded which only seemed to make Marik want him
even more. He pulled upon Ryou's hair roughly, as he pushed three fingers
inside his already torn passage making him cry out. "Please!" Ryou
begged "Please...just be a little gentler with me...it hurts..." Ryou
said in-between gasps. He hated asking Marik to be gentle and not 'stop' but he
couldn't think of

anything else to make the pain less.

But somehow, it worked.  Marik withdrew his fingers, and turned all
his attention to having Ryou in his mouth.  He started purposely
sucking harder, stronger.  Ryou started squirming again and in a
split second, Ryou was emptying himself in Marik's mouth, as a small yelp
escaped his lips.
"See, I knew you would enjoy
that," Marik said as he dropped Ryou to the floor.  "Next
time heed my word, and it won't hurt.  Remember this, " Marik
said as he gathered his stuff and buttoned up his pants, &quocan can be your
lover or your worst enemy, the choice is up to you."  And with
that, he stalked out the door.

Ryou sunk to the floor, burying his face in his hands and cried silently. 'What
the hell is he talking about? He already is my worst enemy' Ryou thought
bitterly as he tried to move.  The pain shot through his lower body
like a knife to the gut, so he thought it would be smarter if he stayed on the
floor. He grabbed the sheet that was draped over a nearby chair, wrapped it
around himself and fell asleep to his own sobs.

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