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Shadows of the Past (formerly:The Rose and Ryou)	By : Aten Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6441 -:- 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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This is much different from my other fics. I felt like writing an angst fic. This has absolutely nothing to do with my
other fics and it�s totally unrelated. This
is more heavier than my parodies, but ing ing too graphic as usual. Ryou, dear, please give the warnings.

Ryou: Why such a change?
Bakura: Change is good.

Warnings: Implied rape (nothing described, just alluded
to), Shouenen-ai goodness between Ryou/Bakura. IF THESE THINGS DISTRUB YOU,
TURN BACK NOW. I DON�T WANT ANY FLAMING
FOR THIS BECAUSE I GAVE YOU A WARNING AND IF YOU CAN�T TAKE HEED, THEN IT IS
NOT MY FAULT IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM. I GUESS THIS IS RYOU X BAKURA
YAOI,TOO. NO GRAPHIC ACTS DESCRIBED
(UNLESS YOU GUYS REVIEW AND TELL ME YOU WANT A LITTLE LEMON FOR GOOD MEASURE)

I do not own Yugioh, Bette Midler�s �The Rose�.

Warnings: Implied rape (nothing described, just alluded
to), Shouenen-ai goodness between Ryou/Bakura. IF THESE THINGS DISTRUB YOU,
TURN BACK NOW. I DON�T WANT ANY FLAMING
FOR THIS BECAUSE I GAVE YOU A WARNING AND IF YOU CAN�T TAKE HEED, THEN IT IS
NOT MY FAULT IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM.

I POSTED IT TWICE SO EVERYBODY CAN SEE THE
WARNING��IMPLIED RAPE AND SHOUENEN-AI, POSSIBLE YAOI IN THE FUTURE IF YOU GUYS
WANT IT.

The
Rose

Bakuras POV

Some say love it is a river

that drowns the tender reed

Some say love it is a razor

that leaves your soul to bleed

I remembered that night so vividly. Like a nightmare. I don�t know what possessed me. Ryou came home late after school and
cautiously entered the house. He knew
he was in for the beating of his life and every movement he made, every
straining breath, I could tell he was afraid.
I never wanted to hurt the boy.
I never wanted him to fear me, but I couldn�t control myself. I enjoyed the power I had over him. It was overwhelming!

Some say love it is a hunger

an endless aching need

All I ever wanted to do was to have him love me. After I was done, Ryou cried incessantly
after every time. I heard his cries at
night. I heard his cries during the
day. During my �lessons� he would
scream.yes"> You forced me! I have the
bruises and shed the blood to prove it!!� he would snarl! No..I could never tell him the truth. He would never ever believe me.
Ryou had been acting strangely lately. He had not been
eating and at night, he had stopped sleeping for fear of what I might do to
him. He had been neglecting his schoolwork
and he has not spoken to his friends.
I went upstairs,
feigning frustration, of course, not the real concern I was feeling. I kicked in the door to Ryou�s room and
found him curled up and sobbing in the corner in his room.

It's the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance

I slowly walked up to him and he cringed.
I could see all of the pain I have caused him summed up in that
moment. He hugged his arms around his
body and rocked himself. His arms were
covered in the bruises I gave him and I could see a black mark on his hip when
I�.I can�t even say what caused that.
I hated myself more than ever in that moment. The boy cried in painful sobs. I could tell that even rocking himself for
comfort caused him pain in unmentionable places. Ryou was beyond upset. I
could see his soul�turning black�he was losing himself quickly. He already lost his innocence�.no thanks to
me.
Ryou didn�t deserve this.
No one deserves this pain I have caused. My own memories began to flood through my mind when I was back
home in Egypt. I crept over beside him
and looked at him, tears welling in my eyes for all I�ve done and for all I�ve
seen.

It's the one who won't be taken

who cannot seem to give

and the soul afraid of dying
that never learns to live

Ryou turned to me slowly
as I collapsed to the floor sobbing almost as hard as he was. All of the memories came back to me. All I�ve done to him. I couldn�t speak, I couldn�t breathe. All I could do was gasp and sniffle. Ryou watched me for a few moments before he
realized I wasn�t beating him into a bloody pulp for crying. Ryook mok me into his glorious arms, those
tender arms. When he did that, I felt
confused. Repulsed because of my own guilt for what I put him through. I was afraid of watching him slip away like
a shadow into nothingness.
�Why are you crying?�
�Because I�m sorry you never knew what love was. You don�t know what a strong emotion it
is. You think that love is only for the
weak.� I gripped onto him as if my life
depended on it. I needed this. I needed to hear him say those words. �Love
isn�t for the weak or the faint of heart,� he gasped bringing his lips to my
ear. �Love is for the strong,
Bakura. Love is what keeps us going
when everything else in life fails us.�
I cried harder. I
couldn�t stop. I tried to breathe
deeply, but he held onto me in the most secure grip.
�You�ve were never loved, were you, yami?�
The memories always haunted me�I was in ancient Egypt and I
lived in the poorest area of the city. My family was poor and kicked me out of
the house so they could eat an extra meal every day. I was loved, Ryou�but not in the way you love me. Everyday I had to contend with murderers,
rapists, and the like. I guess that�s
what I�ve turned into. It became a way
of life for me during my life�and apparently, my afterlife.
My face must have said it all because he began to rock me in his
arms rubbing my soft hair. I feel so
vulnerable with him near me.

When the night has been too lonely

and the road has been too long

and you think that love is only

for the lucky and the strong

We both stood up
together to get off the cold ground.
Ryou brought me to the bed and we sat down together trying to find the
words to rid each other of our pain.
�Sorry� didn�t seem to be enough to describe what I�m feeling now. To my surprise, Ryou pulled back my hair and
kissed my ear sending shivers down my spine.
I have never seen this side of him.
I guess he figured I was never shown how to love another person...even
if it was with another man. I leaned my
head into his kiss. Ryou and I had
always been rivals, but our common pasts brought us together. Fate works in mysterious ways. I turned my head and kissed him on the lips
gently, tears running down both of our faces.
My tears were for my sorrow at what
I�ve done; his tears were memories of when I�ve done this to him, but
with much more force, like our last time.
This time I didn�t want to hurt him. I brought my hand up to his chin and rubbed his delicate skin. This was magic. It was euphoric! His kiss
was deep and full of passion. He
brought his hand to my chest and I deepened the kiss rewarding Ryou with a tiny
moan. My hands roamed to his shoulders
and I gripped them tightly causing Ryou to break the kiss into a scream
throwing himself back on the bed. I
hurt him again!
�Ryou! I�m sorry!� Ryou
held his shoulder and cried. I rolled
up the sleeve to reveal a large bruise, purple, black, and yellow on his
arm. �Take your shirt off, Ryou,� I
said as I rushed into the bathroom.
With the state I had him in before the scream, he happily obliged. I grabbed some cream and returned gently
rubbing the cream on his arm to dull the pain.
Once again I was reminded how I held him down the last time so he
wouldn�t escape. I finished rubbing the
cream on him and he relaxed still laying where I left him. I laid beside him and I resumed our
kiss. �I�m sorry, Ryou,� I cried
again. �You must hate me for all I�ve
done. I don�t want to hurt you�like I
did last time.�
�Love is forgiving, Bakura.
I forgive you for all the things you�ve done to me. It isn�t easy, but that is what love is.�
A weight has been lifted from my chest! Ryou loves me and more importantly, he
forgives me.
�Love is for the strong, Bakura. I told you that before. That is why I love you. My love for you is strong enough to live
through whatever you do to me.�
I kissed him again and I could feel his heart beginning to
race. His nails rubbed and caressed my
chest. The sight of Ryou without his shirt drove me wild and I soon discarded
my own shirt as I deepened the kiss.
Ryou began to whimper in my arms as my hands traveled his back. I could feel every pore in his body tingle
with excitement and I could feel every mark I placed on him. Not once did he break our kiss and I stroked
his back. I let out another moan he
traveled his kisses to my chest. I
wrapped my arms around his head pulling him closer to me. I needed to feel him�I needed to feel how
deep his love was for me�
Ryou entwined his leg with mine and rubbed my leg with his
foot. I brought his face up me again
and locked him in a kiss again. Both of us were breathless.

Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows

lies the seed

that with the sun's love

in the spring

becomes the rose

I woke up the next morning surprised to see myself covered with a blanket.
Ryou was fast asleep on me with his arm draped over me asleep. An innocent smile grazed his delicate
features. When I looked under the blankets,
it was plain to see that whatever happened last night was not so innocent. Ryou�s smile was unlike I had ever seen
whenever we woke up in this situation.
On his face was a mixture of contentment and satisfaction. Maybe I could learn to hold him. I could
learn to treat him right. Maybe I could
learn to love Ryou, my own little light.

This is the nice rated R version. Many of you wanted it, so I�m giving you the
lemon. The missing lemon to this is
going to be Chappie #2. If you want me
to continue this fic after the missing lemon scene, the continuation can be non
lemon or lemon. Ryou�s health can get
worse because of all the stress Bakura places on him, Ryou can get beat up
because someone finds out he sleeps with his yami, anything. "> This is going to be an angst fic, so if you
guys want me to continue this, it has to be angsty because I feel like that now. This is my �I love Ryou, so I�m going to do
anything to him� fic. Stupid
thesis. Any and all suggestions welcome
on this one.
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