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Not mine. If they were Bakura would have won his duels instead of being
defeated by, for example, a God Card. And Yami would have acknowledged that Bakura
had a legitimate grievance…I mean hello, the Pharaoh’s soldiers committed
genocide on his village.
Ryou’d
worked around Zork and by extension Bakura to make sure that once he’d gotten Yami
to kill his family’s pet demon Bakura at least would get a body of his own. He
blessed Bakura for the lessons in Shadow Magic he’d been able to get when Zork
wasn’t paying attention; even though the demon’d ordered Bakura to terrorise
Ryou on the assumption that would keep him from interfering after the first
time his ura had found a way around that. It had helped that Ryou had never
allowed himself to use more than the tiniest fraction of his power during the
lessons, that way Bakura’d been able to justify the lessons after Zork awoke as
a way to scare Ryou with his inadequacies. Before then...even though Bakura had
stolen the souls of his ‘friends’ it had always been at times when it was
becoming obvious that they were pulling away from him, that they’d gotten tired
of using him.
“Are
you sure you have enough Shadow Magic to make this work Bakura-sama?” Ryou let
his doubt show in his voice. If the board had just been set up to fulfil Bakura’s
plan, even the one he never admitted to having consciously where Zork could
sense it there wouldn’t be a problem. Even with so much of his power denied to
him and working to keep him as Zork’s slave and his full power locked away he
was almost Yami’s equal (and Ryou was Yami’s better in accessible Shadow
Magic power) but Ryou needed to goad Zork into forcing Bakura to use all of his
power for his plan to work, the one he’d concocted based on hints and
clues Bakura had given him about his past. “You didn’t use as much power last
time you set up a tabletop RPG to use against Yami, and you aren’t quite as
powerful as he is...”
*Use
all of your power to prepare the game my pretty thief.* Ryou fell to his
knees as Zork’s voice echoed through Bakura’s mind into his and gave up
control, watching from his soul room as Bakura exhausted himself pouring enough
power into the board to create at least his own body besides trapping the
players into the game. And Ryou added his own power, unnoticed because Bakura
was using everything he had and so Zork couldn’t tell how much power it truly
was. Even Zork added some of his own power, hopefully that would include
powering the traps Ryou had designed to weaken him and give Yami a better
chance of victory. Ryou didn’t think he’d trained Yami enough, but he couldn’t
put it off much longer in the hope of getting him trained better.
He
was lying curled on the floor when Bakura finished, having poured so much of
his power out that he was barely conscious and certainly incapable of
controlling the body. But better yet, Zork was resting too, unaware of
what they were doing thanks to the doubts Ryou had planted as to Bakura’s
power.
:Are
you all right Bakura-kun?: He could afford to treat the spirit as a friend when
Zork wasn’t aware of what was happening between them.
-I...I’ve
never been allowed to use that much power. And you added your power to the mix
and persuaded Zork to add his somehow as well. Y-you could be stronger than the
Pharaoh if you wanted. Why don’t you just use your power?- Ryou knew that what
he was actually asking was why he’d let Bakura deal with bullies and traitorous
‘friends’ for him.
:I
was never trained in how to use my Shadow Magic, until we found each other, you
were trained from birth, and...he trained you as well.: Ryou could feel
Bakura shuddering at that.
-It’s
nothing to envy Yadonushi-sama.- Now that Zork wasn’t listening to them the
mocking title the spirit always used was truly respectful.
:I
never thought it was. But it is why I couldn’t deal with the bullies myself. I’m
not as physically strong as you were and I couldn’t use my Shadow Magic as well
as you could. And I won’t risk letting Zork know what I can do until he’s gone.:
Ryou stood and glanced at the board one last time before walking through to his
bedroom.
-D-do
you think that’s possible?-
:I
don’t know. But he could be destroyed in this game, he knows it’s a risk
because Yami is of the family he came from. We can always hope.:
-He
only cares that I obey him, he likes it that I’m scared of and hate him. Or I
couldn’t even hope he dies.- There was an element of despair in Bakura’s
response. -I...didn’t think it would take that power to do what he
wanted with the game...-
:It
didn’t, but you don’t need to know anything else Bakura-kun.: The spirit
accepted that and subsided.
-o0()0o-
As
everyone emerged from the game Ryou watched anxiously. He knew precisely
why he’d been refused entry to the Memory Game, even if everyone else had been
confused. He saw the oh so perfect - and hypocritical - Pharaoh as nothing more
than a tool, the way he viewed the deaths and tortured souls of Bakura’s kin. And
of course he was too powerful - and had too much control of his power - to be
allowed in. Yugi and Yami were the first to emerge, and everyone was so busy
exclaiming over how wonderful it was that they were separated that no
one noticed Bakura returning to a body of his own last, until he dropped to his
knees, screaming as blood poured from the scar on his right cheek.
“Don’t
even think about attacking him Atemu. I might have hidden it, for his
sake, not to waste the one secret he managed to keep from the demon your
family created that controlled him using the curse your uncle put on him
when he was born, but my Shadow Magic outclasses yours totally.” Ryou flared
his power for everyone with any sensitivity to feel, stopping Yugi, Yami and
Jounouchi in their tracks as they moved towards Bakura. :Bakura-kun, do you
want someone to claim you, or try to wait it out in the hope if you’re
unclaimed for long enough the curse will be broken?:
-W-wait
it out Yadonushi-sama. I-if I’m going to die you can claim me. I lasted almost
a day from my parents’ deaths until Zork claimed me.-
:All
right.: Ryou knelt beside Bakura, stroking his back in inadequate comfort. He
didn’t like the idea of just watching as Bakura suffered, but he wouldn’t
enslave the other, not if he could help it. He was so focused on comforting
Bakura that he didn’t notice Honda coming forward until he’d pulled Bakura away
and to his feet, getting the blood on his hand and sealing Bakura’s fate as he
did. Ryou instantly stood and used his Shadow Magic to boost his speed and
strength as he delivered a backhand across Honda’s face, knocking him halfway
across the room. “You bastard!” He used more Shadow Magic to keep the others
from interfering. “Did it pass through your pathetic excuse for a mind that I
wasn’t touching his blood or doing more than offering Bakura-kun comfort for a reason?
I should-” Ryou was cut off by the spirit in question putting a shaking hand on
his arm.
“Pl-please
Yadonushi-sama.”
“Congratulations,
you now own a slave. I haven’t been able to find a way to remove the
curse or get around it, and neither has he in three thousand years of trying.
Of course I could always kill you and hope that if no one claims him he’ll survive
long enough that the curse will break. And I will if you hurt him.” Ryou
frowned and glanced at Bakura, taking hold of the more muscular and slightly
taller boy. :And you wouldn’t be able to stop me. Not unless you told him about
your blocked power and he ordered you to use it in his defence. I know you have
to defend him because of the curse, but I don’t.: Bakura just shut his eyes and
bowed his head, waiting for Honda to give him the orders he knew would
come. “Atemu. Do you know why Bakura-kun was cursed? He’s related to
you, did you know? Second cousin, and if not for the curse your uncle put on
him your father would have been obliged to adopt him and raise him as his heir.”
“The
people of Kuru Eruna were not thieves, they were refugees, and very powerful in
their magic, it just wasn’t Shadow Magic. My father married my mother as part
of a peace treaty, and that’s why they went to Kuru Eruna when your uncle
betrayed them.” Bakura sounded almost ashamed, Ryou didn’t like that, but there
was nothing he could do to change it. Then the spirit’s attention turned to
Honda as he got up. “Well, master, do you have any orders for me?”
“Yes.
I can’t take you into my home, my parents would ask questions. But Ryou, will
he still be living with you?” Ryou nodded stiffly, not too happy about the way
this was going, but knowing better than to intervene without any apparent
cause. “Then you’ll obey Ryou and you won’t hurt anyone.” Bakura looked as if
he wanted to say something, but Honda turned and walked away while Ryou was
speechless with fury at the teen’s judgemental attitude.
-o0()0o-
Ryou
shouldn’t have been surprised to find Bakura waiting for him naked in his bed
that night. There was somewhere else he could sleep, another bed Ryou’d bought
when he was planning his manipulation of Zork’s plan, but he knew how
vulnerable the thief really was emotionally; how he’d been trained to be
emotionally dependent all of his life and couldn’t break the habit. Ryou sighed
and began changing into his pyjamas - no point in modesty, since Bakura’d seen
all of his body when he was possessing Ryou.
“If
you need clothes you can wear anything you want of mine, at least until we get
you some of your own.” He’d been too angry at Honda to explain that to him
earlier and Bakura had sensed his anger and avoided him. “Should I get you some
pyjamas out?”
“If
it would please you Yadonushi-sama. You...don’t you...want...” Ryou knew that
the word Bakura didn’t speak was ‘me’, and he didn’t know what to say to that.
He hurried over to his bed and pulled Bakura into his arms, letting the other
teen nuzzle at his chest for comfort, stroking his back reassuringly.
“You’re
beautiful, but...if I slept with you I’d feel as if I was taking advantage of
you. And I love you too much to do that.” Like a brother, or like what a friend
meant back when he’d been alive at first, more than as a lover, but love was
love and why confuse him. But that was a lost cause, he’d already confused Bakura
by telling him that he loved him and then not bedding him and Ryou could sense
that.
“I
don’t understand.” Sometime since Honda and the others had left Bakura’s speech
pattern had changed, he was using sessha for I, instead of ore-sama. Ryou’d expected
him to change now that he didn’t belong to Zork anymore, and didn’t have to
sound as if he was demanding the proper respect for the demon’s avatar, but to
ore without any suffix, or boku at most.
“Don’t
do that.”
“Y-Yadonushi-sama?”
Fear filled his voice, fear and confusion, he didn’t even realise what he was
doing.
“You
will not use sessha to refer to yourself. You may use boku or ore, it is up to
you, but not sessha...and not ore-sama either.”
“Yes
Yadonushi-sama.” Ryou didn’t really like the way Bakura called him that either,
but he wouldn’t say anything about it yet. “W-why won’t you...t-take me?” He’d
decided on boku it seemed and with the way he was pressing against Ryou he was
having a hard time keeping from being aroused.
“Why
do you want me to take you? Or do you even want me to take you? If you just
feel that you’re under some obligation to let me have you then I promise you
that you aren’t.”
“I
need to feel that I’m yours. I...words aren’t enough, this isn’t enough.
I’m sorry to be so weak.” His voice was choked with tears and Ryou realised he
had no other options.
“I’m
not angry with you, and I don’t blame you. None of this is your fault. And you aren’t
weak; I admire your strength in admitting that you’re scared.” Ryou stroked
Bakura’s back, and reluctantly accepted that he’d have to bed Bakura to make
him feel safe. If he could think of anything else that would work he’d have
done it, but he couldn’t. But he didn’t have to fuck him and Ryou was pretty
sure that Bakura was a virgin in this body anyway. So was Ryou, but...
“If
you’re certain you want me to then I’ll have sex with you, but I want you
inside me, not the other way around.”
“Y-Yadonushi-sama,
I-I can’t!” He lifted his head looking at Ryou in shock and horror. “Pl-please,
don’t make me do that. My master told me to serve you, I don’t have the right
to...”
“I’ll
feel as if I’m taking advantage of you anyway. At least if you top I know I won’t
be hurting you.”
“You’d
rather risk letting me hurt you?” He sounded shocked and puzzled. “But I don’t
know how to top. I’ve never...” Bakura began shaking again, refusing to
look at Ryou. “Pl-please, don’t ask me to do this. I-I won’t...feel like I’m
yours unless...” Unless Ryou fucked him. But if Bakura’d never fucked someone
before, he might be able to work out what to do from what he’d felt on the
other end, but not if he didn’t believe he could. “And you’ll be gentler than he
was.” And certainly not if he’d never been with anyone consensually - Zork
certainly didn’t count as consensual.
“Alright.
Just stay there, I need to get some things.” Ryou kept his condoms and lube in
the bathroom. “But you could masturbate while you’re waiting if you want.”
“Y-yes
Yadonushi-sama.” One hand went to Bakura’s nipples, the other to his mouth as
Ryou turned away.
-o0()0o-
When
he got back Ryou found Bakura with an erection and two fingers inside himself.
He couldn’t have had time to do that slowly enough to be pleasant...could he?
“What
are you doing Bakura-kun?” The other looked up at Ryou, and something just a
little like fear passed over his face.
“Pre-preparing
myself for you Yadonushi-sama. D-didn’t you want me to?”
“You
don’t have any lube, that has to hurt.” Did Bakura think Ryou wasn’t going to
bother preparing him or something? From his reaction Ryou had a sinking feeling
the answer was ‘no’, that he thought the only preparation he’d get was the dry
stretching he was doing while Ryou got the lube. “Just lie back. If I do
something you don’t like then tell me.” He’d expected that would go
without saying, but apparently not.
“Yes
Yadonushi-sama.” Bakura lay back, shivering slightly, his hands by his sides.
Ryou lay beside him, gently pressing one fingertip against his entrance, using
their link to see if it hurt. It didn’t so Ryou backed off, and began exploring
the rest of Bakura’s body, with his fingertips and then with his mouth,
focusing initially on the places that felt best when Ryou was playing
with himself, but shifting focus when he realised Bakura didn’t react the same
way. Ryou didn’t get much from playing with his nipples, but apparently Bakura
did, and he liked rougher play than Ryou did, light scratches along his flank
worked better than the almost tickling touches Ryou enjoyed at the base of his
ribs. And nibbling at Bakura’s neck and collarbone sent him into near raptures,
so much that he stiffened and came against Ryou’s legs just from that, and from
Ryou playing with and gently pinching his nipples.
“Oh
Ra! I’m sorry Yadonushi-sama. I didn’t mean to-” Bakura sounded almost panicked
and Ryou quickly cut him off.
“No,
but I meant you to. It’ll make it easier on you when I prepare you, if
you haven’t undone all the work I’ve put into getting you relaxed by panicking
like that. Now, why don’t you start undressing me?” Ryou rose to kneel above
Bakura and the spirit obediently started unfastening the buttons on his pyjama
shirt. He was aroused, but not as much as Bakura had been, only half hard and
he knew that would bother his ura. But there wasn’t really anything he could do
about that immediately. Bakura made a small distressed sound as he pulled Ryou’s
trousers down, and once Ryou’d gotten them off he sat back on his heels,
pulling Bakura into his lap.
“It’s
alright. Wrap your legs around my waist, just like that. Put one arm around my
shoulders and give me your other hand.” Bakura obeyed and Ryou placed it at the
base of his left ribs. “Now, I want you to suck at my earlobes and lick the
area of skin just behind my ears and use that hand to almost tickle me. Light
teasing touches. I’ll let you know if you’re doing anything wrong. And stop if
it gets uncomfortable for you in some way.”
“Yes
Yadonushi-sama.” Bakura sounded almost happy now, and Ryou could feel his
returning arousal. While Bakura obeyed, building Ryou’s arousal he began to use
one hand to prepare him properly, using the lube and stretching him slowly, and
the other to scratch along his flank, occasionally slipping it between their
bodies to tease his nipples. And as he could Ryou bit lightly at Bakura’s neck.
He wanted Bakura to be eager to be filled when he took him; as far as Ryou was
concerned the point of this was to make the sex good for Bakura, not for him.
By the time he’d gotten up to three fingers Bakura pushed just a little bit
away from him, tears in his eyes.
“Pl-please,
just take me now. I won’t last much longer.”
“Get
on your hands and knees then.” According to Ryou’s research on the subject that
was the best position for virgins. It was quicker than it should have been to
make it good for his lover, Ryou was so overwhelmed by Bakura’s tight heat that
he came inside of a dozen thrusts, leaving Bakura still hard. So he reached
around and jerked him off, only needing a few strokes for that.
“Come
on.” Ryou didn’t really have much energy left, but he stood up and pulled
Bakura to his feet. “We’ll take a shower together, then we can sleep in the
other bed.” Bakura didn’t say anything, simply smiled and nodded before
following obediently.
-o0()0o-
Bakura’d
woken up before Ryou the next day, leaving a pan of miso simmering on the hub,
and when Ryou hunted him down to ask about his reactions the previous night he
found the spirit in his bedroom, changing the sheets on the bed.
“You
didn’t need to do that.” Ryou took the sheets from Bakura’s hands, receiving a
startled glance in return. “I’d have gotten around to it, after I’d woken up.”
“I...want
to be useful to you Yadonushi-sama. I can’t help you the way I used to.” There
was an element of fear in his voice that bothered Ryou, did he think Ryou’d
throw him out or something?
“Your
place with me isn’t dependent on how useful you can be Bakura-kun. Did you eat
this morning?” It only just occurred to Ryou then that Bakura might not have
eaten based on how much like a servant he was acting, a servant or a slave.
“Before
you got up Yadonushi-sama.”
“Good.
I wanted to talk to you anyway, before we went shopping for some clothes for
you. We can talk while we’re taking care of this.”
“As
you wish Yadonushi-sama.” Ryou winced at the title.
“First,
I’d prefer it if you used my name, my personal name, since you don’t have a
familial name and I’m using your personal name.” Ryou frowned, thinking
about that. “And we need to find a way to get you a legal ID as well. We should
ask Kaiba-san about that.”
“I’ll
try to use your name Ryou-sama, it’s just...”
“It’s
alright, I won’t be angry with you if you don’t use my name. Secondly, last
night, did you enjoy it? I could tell it was good for you physically, but that
doesn’t necessarily mean you enjoyed it.”
“Oh,
yes, I loved it Yad-Ryou-sama.” Ryou hated having that particular honorific
attached to his name, the question now was if that was better or worse than
being called Yadonushi-sama. “You made me feel as if you cared about me.”
And it sounded as if that was a totally foreign concept to him.
“Bakura-kun.
What sort of sexual experience have you had in the past? You told me last night
that you’ve never topped...” Ryou wasn’t sure how to explain what he wanted to
know, or what he feared.
“I...just
Zork, and a few of Pharaoh’s priests when I was captured once. He said I
deserved what they did to me for failing him so badly as to be captured.” They’d
just put the sheets into the washing machine when Bakura said that, letting
Ryou pull him into a comforting embrace as he shivered.
“I’ve
always cared about you, I swear.”
“Truly?”
“Why
do you think I bothered adjusting the board so you’d get your own body at the
end?” Bakura blushed and bowed his head, waiting as Ryou set the washing machine
to working.
“I’m
sorry. I shouldn’t doubt you Ryou-sama.” Ryou sighed, and pulled Bakura through
to the kitchen to sit at the table with him.
“I’m
not angry.” Ryou had the feeling he’d be repeating this reassurance a lot
during the next few days. He knew that Zork punished Bakura every time he
failed in an effort to get the Millennium Puzzle, over and beyond what Atemu
did to him, and he probably punished him for other things as well. “You don’t
have to always apologise you know.”
“If
you say so Ryou-sama.”
“You
don’t have to answer this if it’s too painful for you, but did you think I wasn’t
going to prepare you last night or something?” Ryou felt a bit guilty about
interrogating Bakura like that, but he needed to know, to help avoid potential
pitfalls.
“No
one else ever bothered. If I got some warning and had the freedom to I learned
how to stretch myself beforehand, from painful experience, but...that didn’t
always happen.” Bakura’s voice was a bare whisper, and if he hadn’t been
echoing his words through their link Ryou might have missed what he was saying.
“I
guess no one else ever bothered with foreplay either?”
“Foreplay?
Is that what all that wonderful touching was before you took me? No, no one
bothered arousing me beforehand.” He bit his lip, glancing at Ryou uncertainly.
“I...if I’d come before him, not that I even came very often, he
punished me.”
“Well
I think it’s only polite to make sure your partner enjoys it as well. Bakura,
was last night enough to make you feel safe?”
“I...for
now, yes. But...can I still sleep in your bed?”
“If
you want. I guess that means we have to make it, don’t we?”
-o0()0o-
Ryou
ended up getting Kaiba to arrange a legal ID for his spirit, in the name Kuruna
Bakura, while Atemu used the name Mutou Yami, instead of his true name. When he’d
mentioned how surprised he was at that Bakura’d explained that keeping his true
name secret would help in making sure people couldn’t cast spells on him or use
hostile magic against him. And that Bakura had used his childhood name
for so long that it had become his true name since he had no family surviving
to give him his true name when he was old enough. The next hurdle had been
getting the uras into school with them, fortunately Domino High didn’t have
very high entry requirements, even though Kaiba’d attended for a week before
Ryou arrived. They still had to do the standard tests before joining, but they
would be assigned to the same classes as the others if they did well
enough on the tests. Atemu was as confident about his ability to pass the tests
as he was about everything else, and remembering the almost obsessive attention
Bakura paid to everything Ryou was equally confident about his
abilities. But Bakura hadn’t shared that confidence and Ryou had to comfort and
reassure him before the tests started.
“Are
you sure I can do this Ryou-sama? I don’t want to disappoint you because I’m
not good enough or smart enough.”
“Don’t
say that. You help me with my schoolwork often enough. And I know you pay
attention to what I learn. You’ve come closer to beating Atemu than anyone else
ever has, I know you couldn’t come up with those strategies without brains. The
only question is whether Atemu’s good enough to join us.” Bakura’d
blushed deeply at that and bowed his head, murmuring a quiet ‘Thank you’ before
going in to do the tests.
When
he came back out he had a relieved smile on his face, while Atemu looked almost
in a state of shock. Yugi pulled his ura into his arms in wordless comfort, and
Ryou offered the same to his own ura.
“Better
than you expected?”
“Yes.
Much better Ryou-sama. I just hope I did as well as I think I did.”
“I’m
sure you did.” Ryou ran one hand along Bakura’s cheek before leading him out.
They didn’t get the actually results of the exams back, but they were told that
Bakura would have no problems keeping up with the class - actually the
administration suggested Bakura work with one of the more advanced classes, but
agreed to let him stay with Ryou when they were asked. Atemu on the other hand
was warned that he’d find it hard keeping up with the other students in Yugi’s
class, and advised to enter the year below him. (Ryou asked Bakura to steal
Atemu’s letter when he thought he could get away with it to find out how well
he’d done.)
“Do
you think he’ll follow their advice Bakura-kun?”
“I
doubt it Ryou-sama. He didn’t even listen to his advisors a lot of the time
back in Egypt. He’ll convince himself
that the tests were wrong somehow, especially if he finds out that my letter
advised me to take a more advanced class than you take.”
“Let’s
not tell him that then.” Ryou made a face as he replied. “And we can always
hope that he is placed in the year below us, since there aren’t any
lower classes.”
“I
don’t understand why you aren’t in a higher class yourself Ryou-sama.
You’re always in the top twenty percent; Yugi and his friends are in the bottom
ten percent.”
“Transfer
students are always placed in the lowest class at first if they come in part
way through the school year. I asked to stay with my friends as we moved to the
next year.”
Bakura
was proved right on the first day of the school year, when Atemu arrived with
Bakura, taking a seat beside Yugi as Bakura sat with Ryou. Since they weren’t
transferring in part way through the year, and they weren’t the only new
students in the class no one expected the two spirits to introduce themselves
they way Ryou’d introduced himself when he arrived. They’d had a little trouble
before they got to class, three older new students tried to bully them since
Ryou didn’t walk to school with Yugi or his friends, and Bakura had just
frozen, leaving Ryou to use his Shadow Magic against them. But it was something
he’d practised, binding the bullies with Chain Energy and then simply walking around
them and Ryou assumed Bakura was just giving him a chance to stand on his own
two feet. That night Bakura finally began wearing his pyjamas in bed with Ryou,
as he’d been trying to persuade him to without explicitly giving an order.
-o0()0o-
Over
the next month Bakura’s behaviour changed even more, he became withdrawn, but
he spent as much time with Ryou as he could, staying as close to him as
possible. Atemu didn’t have problems it seemed, not in socialising, he quickly
gathered a fanclub of boys and girls, for his duelling abilities, but Bakura
refused to duel the way normal people did, deeming it ‘boring’ and his fanclub
was the same as Ryou’s, girls obsessed with his appearance. On the scholastic
front however Atemu was always at the bottom of the lists, while Bakura was
usually just a little above or below Ryou, depending on the subject, it was
obvious he should have accepted the place in the next year down.
Not
that anyone was going to tell him that. Ryou and Bakura both thought it
was funny watching him struggle and fail to keep up, Yugi wasn’t going to
insult him, besides he and his other friends didn’t do much better and no one
else knew about what his letter had said. Honda decided that Bakura should
tutor them all three weeks into term, but Yugi and Atemu were both reluctant to
learn from him, so Ryou offered to deal with them. That meant that Bakura had
to separate from Ryou for the tutoring sessions, sessions he’d somehow managed
to talk their teachers into giving them a bit of extra credit for. Neither of
them needed the extra credit, but it gave them an extra margin in case
there was something that messed up their studies, like Battle City had, or Duellist Kingdom. (And that had been the
other reason Ryou was still in the same class as Yugi, even if Bakura hadn’t
realised that. His scores were good enough to move him to a higher class, even
with the damage they took from Shadow Magic related issues, but since they were
erratic his request to stay with his friends was listened to.)
Bakura
worried Ryou, it was little things mostly, he moved wrong sometimes, especially
after he started tutoring Honda and Jounouchi, and he never had a biting
comment about any of Yugi’s friends anymore. And his already high awareness of
the world around him increased to the point where Ryou saw him starting at the
slightest little thing, looking as if he half expected to be attacked and
searching for the nearest escape route. An escape route that he’d already
have plotted and planned on an almost instinctive level as Ryou was well aware
thanks to their bond. But whenever Ryou tried to bring up his concerns to
Bakura he’d stammer and change the subject, avoiding Ryou’s eyes more than
ever.
Everything
came to a head three weeks after Ryou’d started tutoring Yugi and Atemu, when
he came home to find Bakura curled up on the couch crying. He sat beside the
spirit, gathering him into his arms and rocking him gently, soothingly. He didn’t
say anything until Bakura finally stopped crying and lifted his head from Ryou’s
shoulder, exposing a bruise that covered almost the entire right side of his
face, including a split lip.
:Do
you want to talk to me about that Bakura-kun?: Ryou wasn’t sure why Bakura hadn’t
already used Shadow Magic to heal it, like he’d healed Ryou’s hand and arm
after he’d damaged them in Zork’s service. :And do you want me to heal it for
you?: he had the feeling that Bakura was more likely to talk to him mind to
mind rather than verbally, so he used the more intimate way of communicating.
-Honda-sama
didn’t forbid that. If you wish Ryou-sama.- Ryou suppressed the fury that
flared in his mind, and focused on healing his ura.
:What
do you mean, ‘Honda-sama didn’t forbid that’? Tell me what happened to
upset you so, Bakura-kun.: And this time it was an order, even if Ryou’d have
rather had Bakura tell him willingly.
-I...when
I went for their tutoring session Jounouchi-san wasn’t there, it was just
Honda-sama. He...he was aroused, and I could tell it was because of me.- Did that mean Bakura
had some sort of link with Honda now? -I swear, I thought he wanted me to
please him.- Ryou didn’t doubt that, he’d seen Bakura looking at Honda
longingly once or twice, but he knew the spirit didn’t think sex was about his
pleasure, only about the pleasure of whoever was with him. -I thought that was
why Jounouchi-san wasn’t there. He wanted to take a break, and I asked if he
wanted me to suck him. Then he hit me and threw me out of the house, he...he
said I was sick, he despises me.-
Bakura trembled, pressing himself against Ryou and sobbing again.
:Is
there anything I can do to help?:
-Pl-please...show
me that I’m not disgusting, that I please you?- Ryou only hesitated for a
second, Bakura needed this more than he needed Ryou to go and kill Honda for
hurting him.
:Go
and get ready for me then.:
-o0()0o-
Ryou
took a few minutes to calm his anger at the way Honda’d abused Bakura and to
focus on how beautiful and desirable his ura was before going to his bedroom.
This would only be the second time he bedded Bakura, despite sleeping in the
same bed Ryou’d managed to keep his ura from waking him up with a blow job
without hurting him. He’d diverted Bakura’s need to feel valuable to Ryou into
other areas, like giving Ryou massages and doing the larger share of the
housework, Ryou felt less guilty about that than he would have about bedding
Bakura.
When
Ryou got to his bedroom he found Bakura waiting wrapped up in the sheets, like a
present of some sort. He knelt on the bed, kissed Bakura once, and began slowly
pushing the sheets away from around his body, only to freeze in shock when he
saw the first bruise. He stripped the sheets from his ura’s body swiftly, but
not roughly, revealing that more than half his body was covered with bruises
from a week old to fresh bruises that had to be Honda’s doing. Bruises Ryou
hadn’t even looked for when he was healing Bakura.
“What
happened to you Bakura-kun? How’d you get hurt so badly?” Ryou started on
healing Bakura as he questioned him.
“I...I’ve
been having problems with bullies.” He was flushed deeply in shame, staring at
the bedsheet, rather than looking at Ryou. “I...Honda-sama forbade me to hurt
anyone, we didn’t realise it at the time, but he made me helpless.”
“Helpless?”
Ryou could almost see that, but... “What about Shadow Magic? You could do what
I did the first day of term, use Swords of Revealing Light to hold them in
place long enough to get away, without hurting them. Or if that didn’t work you
could at least use it to heal yourself.”
“Honda-sama
forbade me to use my Shadow Magic, any magic. I just called up one of our
Shadow Monsters to spar with. They’re not really people, so I’m allowed to hurt
them and you can’t spar with someone without hurting them. He saw me with the
Earl of Demise and...he was angry with me. He ordered me to dismiss him, and
then he told me not to use any magic again.” But their mind-link wasn’t magic?
Or just not magic Bakura controlled so it was all right for him to use it? Ryou
dismissed his immediate questions, and focused on controlling his temper.
“That
arrogant, ignorant, biased, misbegotten bastard!” So he wasn’t very
successful in keeping his anger under control. He sat beside Bakura, cursing
Honda and his mistreatment of Bakura, and his own blindness, while the spirit
just lay there trembling. It wasn’t until he started threatening Honda that
Bakura reacted. “I should curse him myself, see how he likes it being
helpless to defend himself against anyone who wants to hurt or abuse him. Or
kill him, give it another try at setting you free.”
“Pl-please,
Ryou-sama.” Ryou fell silent when he heard Bakura’s pain-filled voice.
“What
is it?”
“D-don’t
say that sort of thing. I can’t want Honda-sama to die, or suffer in any
way. The only reason I could even hate Zork was that once, after the Pharaoh’s
priests raped me I told him I should hate him for that, the way he reacted to
it. He laughed and told me to hate him all I liked, as long as I obeyed him and
feared him.”
“You
can’t be saying that you think what Honda did to you, the way he treats you, is
right?”
“I
do, I have to. I had to believe everything Zork told me, until he made it clear
that all he wanted from me were my fear and obedience, until then I adored him,
worshipped him, I had to. I had to believe he was in the right, and that I was
avenging my kin, because that’s what he wanted me to believe...he never let me
know that he was responsible for what happened, because they might have been
able to destroy him.” Ryou had never realised what the full effects of that
curse were, and he wished that he didn’t know now. It was nothing short of
sickening.
“Hush,
it’s all right. Zork’s destroyed, you’re safe from him now. And I’ll protect
you, I’ll keep you safe, I swear. I won’t hurt your master, but I will make
sure he understands his responsibilities to you.” Ryou pulled Bakura into his
arms and kissed him again, stroking his hair gently.
“Pl-please,
show me?” Ryou would have preferred to avoid that, but...he began the process
of arousing Bakura, slowly.
-o0()0o-
“Honda!
I want to speak to you!” He’d left Bakura at home, guarded by his deck and
under orders to stay where he was. The taller boy turned around, gaping in
shock at Ryou’s raised voice, and the lack of suffix attached to his name. That
gave Ryou a perfect opportunity to throw him up against a wall with Shadow
Magic enhanced strength, hard enough to daze him.
“I
have a bone to pick with you.” Ryou’s voice was quiet, and deadly cold. “About
how you’ve been abusing my ura.” He dragged Honda through to the Shadow Realm,
to make sure they wouldn’t be interrupted. His Shadow Magic was strong enough
to keep him alive and functional in the Shadow Realm for a while, especially
since he wouldn’t be duelling.
“What
the hell are you talking about?” Honda sounded outraged, feeding Ryou’s
simmering fury at him. “I haven’t done anything to that bastard and even if I
had it wouldn’t be anything he didn’t deserve.”
“And
you really believe that shit? Bakura-kun is the victim here. He’s always
been the victim. A little history lesson for you. Bakura-kun’s grandfather and
Atemu’s were brothers. Atemu’s grandfather had more powerful Shadow Magic, so
he was named Pharaoh. Bakura-kun’s father had weaker Shadow Magic than either
of his cousins, so there was no chance of an adoption - at that time the next
Pharaoh was always the child in the next (or youngest) generation with the most
powerful Shadow Magic, and always adopted by the current Pharaoh if need be. Within
reason anyway. So long as the most powerful of the generation was no more than
a third cousin, or equivalent, to the current Pharaoh. Bakura-kun’s father was
married to cement a treaty with a group of powerful Mages, from a totally
different discipline, they got to settle in Kuru Eruna, and in exchange they
were expected to defend Egypt, when they were called
to. Atemu’s grandfather created Zork, in an experiment gone wrong to make his
favoured son, Atemu’s father eligible for the throne of Egypt as it was Akunadin,
Atemu’s uncle who had the most powerful Shadow Magic of his generation.
Only one of his descendents would be able to destroy Zork. Zork used Akunadin’s
resentment of how he’d been cheated to possess and control him. Then Bakura-kun
was born; more than three quarters of his power is inaccessible to him, but the
power he can use is almost equal to Atemu’s. It would have been enough for him
to destroy Zork, especially since the power of the people of Kuru Eruna lies in
purification - all of which was denied to him - and the adoption that would
have been required would give him the necessary blood link to destroy Zork.”
Honda looked as if he wanted to protest, but Ryou just kept on, overriding
anything he tried to say. “So Zork had Akunadin bind a curse to him, the curse
you took control of. His mother had a vision just in time to interrupt it, and
she ended up controlling him instead of Akunadin. They left the palace because
of that, and she returned to her people. Next Zork destroyed the records of the
treaty Bakura-kun’s parents sealed with their marriage, and manufactured a
crisis that he had Akunadin use to destroy Kuru Eruna in the name of protecting
Egypt. The Pharaoh’s guards committed genocide, and he decided that since it
had given him such wonderful weapons it didn’t matter that his brother had done
this without consulting him. Bakura-kun was the only one to survive, and Zork
made him into his slave. For the past three thousand years Bakura-kun has had
no more control over his actions than I did when he took over my body.”
“He
what? No, I don’t believe you.” Honda was shaking his head in denial.
“Every
word I’ve spoken is true, ask your precious Pharaoh if you can lie in the
Shadow Realm, but even if it wasn’t that wouldn’t change what you did to him.
First you forbade him to hurt anyone...guess what, that means he can’t even
defend himself. Then you said he couldn’t use Shadow Magic at all, so he can’t
even heal the damage the bullies he’s helpless against do to him. Finally he
offers to pleasure you sexually, because you were aroused when you were alone
with him and you tell him that there’s something wrong with him. Are you really
that narrow-minded? Do you really believe liking men that way’s wrong?”
Honda
flushed, then went pale, and opened his mouth, but no sound came out. They’d
been in the Shadow Realm too long, Ryou pulled them out and left him lying
where he fell.
-o0()0o-
Ryou
cancelled all of his and Bakura’s tutoring sessions the next week. No one
protested much, not even Bakura, all it had taken to stop his objections was to
ask Honda if he minded the cancelled tutoring and letting Bakura hear his
response. And he wasn’t going to let Bakura out of his sight, keeping him from
protesting with work on a Shadow Magic project to create a spell that would
encourage people to reveal their true feelings and make it harder for them to
hide things. Nothing coercive, just encouragement, a bit like getting someone
drunk, and Bakura worked entirely on the theoretical side to get around Honda’s
decree. He obviously enjoyed it, smiling at Ryou more than he had since
starting at school, and starting to make his biting comments again, at least
once or twice. He did ask what the purpose of the spell was, but he was easily
put off by a vague answer about matchmaking and a joke.
It
took almost the entire week for Honda to make up his mind about what Ryou had
told him in the Shadow Realm on Sunday. If he hadn’t wanted to get this spell
ready before Honda met Bakura again Ryou would have been annoyed about that,
but as it was he was just grateful. If Honda hurt Bakura again, deliberately
this time, Ryou would have to conclude it was from malice and kill him, but
hopefully the spell he’d just completed would keep him from hurting Bakura.
“What
do you want?” Ryou made sure his disdain for Honda showed in every word
as he opened the door for him.
“I
need to apologise to Bakura-kun. Yami-kun confirmed what you told me, about it
being impossible to lie in the Shadow Realm.”
“I’m
not letting you anywhere near him without supervising you. I don’t have any
reason at all to trust you to treat him decently. Do you remember everything I
told you about what you’ve done to him?”
“Yes,
then you accused me of being homophobic.” Honda scowled as Ryou led him to the
main room, silently casting the spell he’d been working on with Bakura for the
previous week.
:Don’t
tell him about this unless he asks you.: Ryou cut off whatever Bakura was going
to say when he sense the spell with a swift command. “Bakura-kun, Honda has a
few things he needs to say to you.” And that riveted the spirit’s attention to
the brunet.
“What
do you wish to say to me Honda-sama?” Ryou smiled as he saw the complete
respect and deference in Bakura’s attitude hit Honda like a blow.
“I
owe you an apology. I’m sorry about how I reacted when you offered to give me a
blow job at our last tutoring session. I shouldn’t have hit you, or called you
sick. I was disgusted with myself for wanting you, not with you. You used to be
our enemy, and I thought I shouldn’t desire you because of that.”
“I...thank
you for your consideration. I didn’t expect you to be so generous.” And Bakura
really meant that, it hurt to hear how he believed the bastard was being
generous...but then that seemed to bother Honda too.
“I...think
I might like to be with you, but not the way you tried. I’d like to get to know
you first.”
“You
mean...you want to...date me?” Bakura sounded shocked and overwhelmed by
the idea, Ryou just wanted to scream at his total lack of any sense of
self-worth or self-preservation.
“Yes.”
Honda seemed to hesitate about saying anything else, so Ryou goaded him a
little.
“Is
that all you have to say? I still don’t see much sign of you being any
better than Zork, in fact you seem worse.”
“Bakura-kun,
you’re allowed to hurt people if you’re defending yourself, or someone else,
and you can use Shadow Magic for anything except to hurt people. You may not
call a Shadow Monster to hurt anyone. Happy Ryou?” Honda sounded angry that
Ryou had called him on his disregard for Bakura, and the spirit was just
shivering as they fought over him.
“For
now. I’ll see you to the door.” He didn’t say anything else until he’d
dismissed the spell he’d cast and they were out of Bakura’s earshot. “The first
two dates are to be a group thing, and I’ll act as chaperone on the next three.
I don’t trust you, I don’t have any reason to. And I will be
watching the first time you’re together.” Ryou let Honda see just how ruthless
he could be. He wasn’t going to mention that he could have overpowered Bakura
at any time, or that he’d only stalled Zork’s efforts until he thought Atemu
could defeat Zork, holding Bakura to a level just above Atemu’s at each
encounter and then playing deus ex machina. “If you hurt him, I will kill you,
and no one will ever know it was anything but natural causes.” Honda gaped, but
he must have left when Ryou slammed the door in his face.
-o0()0o-
Ryou
refused to hate Honda for how much his orders had improved Bakura’s life and
disposition when Ryou hadn’t been able to do anything. He had better reasons to
hate him, for how his first orders had hurt Bakura and left him helpless, and
for not noticing how they’d made him into a victim again, a guilt Ryou shared
with him. And at least now Bakura was getting better, feeling safer, even if it
was because his master had expressed a sexual interest in him. Bakura
didn’t need to stick so close to Ryou to avoid being hurt by petty thugs, he
was allowed to defend himself, and he showed them all just how expert a fighter
he was. And the cutting remarks Ryou’d missed hearing so much had started back
up again, and now he made them where the others could hear them, not about
Honda of course, but about the others. It had helped that Honda’d been amused
by more than half of the comments as well, and Bakura seemed to have adjusted
his comments to please Honda, which bugged Ryou, but as long as he was still
feeling well enough to make them Ryou could live with a slightly altered tone.
The
first group date had been almost a disaster. Honda had arranged for them all to
go see a movie together, an American import called ‘The Mummy’. Bakura had
pointed out that the Pharaoh was the real villain of the movie, not his
priest, pointing out the similarities between what had happened to Imhotep and
how he’d been imprisoned in the Millennium ring against his will. He’d also
compared Imhotep to Zork, a monster created by the Pharaoh’s stupidity and his
followers’ cruelty, imprisoned only for a while, then released to plague the
world again, in a time those with the knowledge to combat him were near non-existent.
Of course that had gotten Atemu angry enough to challenge Bakura to a
Shadow Game, only averted when Ryou’d intervened, pointing out that since
Bakura couldn’t use Shadow Magic to hurt anyone he’d be at a terrible
disadvantage. And after all he was only challenging him to salve his
pride...over interpretation of a Hollywood movie of all things. A pointed glare at Honda
had gotten the brunet to weigh in with support for Ryou since he’d explained
that it was Honda’s duty to protect Bakura if he couldn’t protect himself. It
had kept Bakura safe, but hurt his pride, leaving him with bright red cheeks
and he didn’t offer Honda a goodnight kiss (part of Ryou’s briefing for Honda
had been to let Bakura initiate all intimacies).
The
next group date went a lot better, ice skating and Atemu was too busy learning
how to skate to cause any problems. Honda was focused on teaching Bakura how to
skate, giving him an excuse to stay by him and touch him while Ryou watched.
The rink was big enough that Atemu and Bakura were split up most of the time,
keeping them from fighting. It helped as well that Bakura learned how to skate
a lot faster than Atemu did since he’d always been a lot more athletic and
Honda was a much better teacher for something like that than Yugi ever could
be. Jounouchi had tried to get Honda to skate with him, instead of paying
attention to Bakura, but Ryou’d recruited Anzu to help him run interference and
make sure that Bakura got Honda’s undivided attention. Whether he liked Honda
or not Bakura was in love with him, and since Ryou couldn’t figure out how to break
the damn thing, it didn’t make a difference that his love was the result of a
curse.
It
was the first chaperoned date that made Ryou think perhaps Honda might not be
such a bad lover for Bakura after all. It was a dinner date, and Atemu had
decided to invite himself along to ‘protect Honda’, so he was posing as Ryou’s
date. He’d spent most of the meal antagonising Bakura, and Honda’d put him
firmly in his place. Ryou heard that he got chewed out by Yugi as well, but
whatever the cause Atemu did not invite himself along on the second
date, and by the third, at a club with dancing as well as a stage show Ryou had
to remind the others that he wasn’t going to allow any touching below the
waist.
After
that date Bakura didn’t seem to need to share Ryou’s bed at night any longer,
and it only took until the fifth date without Ryou there to act as a chaperone
for Honda to approach Ryou about having sex with Bakura. The three of them had
agreed that after the next date would do fine, and Ryou’d offered to prepare an
appropriate atmosphere including lube and condoms.
-o0()0o-
Ryou
did feel a bit uncomfortable with the idea of watching Honda make love to
Bakura - and he had no doubt that it would be making love - but he
wanted just one more bit of confirmation that Bakura would be happy with his
master. Ryou could feel Bakura’s nervousness as he entered the apartment and
led Honda through to his bedroom where Ryou was waiting. Mentally Ryou cursed
his lack of resolve as Bakura settled on the bed, but walked over and used a
hand to lift his chin.
“Bakura-kun,
if this makes you uncomfortable then tell me and I’ll leave.”
“I’m
fine. I...appreciate it that you care about me enough to do this.” Ryou nodded,
and backed away to the wall, using a hint of Shadow Magic to help Honda
disregard his presence. He could have told the other teen about Bakura’s preferences,
but he’d decided not to, and see how the brunet started.
“Undress
me please Bakura-kun.” Ryou blinked, that would put Honda in the more
vulnerable position at first, something Ryou hadn’t even considered, but it
might help make Bakura feel safer. Ryou frowned as he saw how Bakura ended up
on his knees at Honda’s feet after undressing him, but his frown vanished when
he saw Honda pull Bakura back up to his feet, then sat on the bed with Bakura
on his lap to undress him. Honda’s first touches weren’t as gentle as Ryou’s
first touches had been but they weren’t going to hurt Bakura, and Honda seemed
to learn what Bakura liked much more quickly than Ryou had. Probably because he
wasn’t hindered by preconceptions Ryou ruefully acknowledged. Honda brought
Bakura to the verge of orgasm by biting his nipples then moving his mouth to
his neck and using his left hand to manipulate his nipples while his right
supported him on his lap. But he averted Bakura’s climax by gripping the base
of his penis and pulling on his balls before moving him to lie on his back on
top of the cotton sheet Honda’d asked Ryou to use to cover the bed. Then he
picked the lube up from the bedside table and handed it to Bakura.
“Prepare
yourself for me, slowly, give me a show.” Passion filled Honda’s voice and Ryou
approved, this would force Bakura to take appropriate care with himself, and
since Honda didn’t have a link with him it was the best way to make sure it
didn’t hurt Bakura.
“Yes
Honda-sama.” Honda and Ryou both watched Bakura obeying that command, and as he
did Honda began to stroke himself and play with his own nipples. “I’m ready for
you now.” Ryou thought that had been a little too fast - it was certainly
faster than he’d prepared Bakura, and Honda seemed to agree.
“Really?”
There was doubt in his voice, but he seemed to almost dismiss it as he settled
back with his legs open. “Then give me the lube and come suck me.” Bakura
looked a bit surprised, obviously Zork hadn’t liked much foreplay, and Ryou
hadn’t bothered with any real foreplay focused on himself, but he obeyed and
knelt in front of Honda before bending over to suck him, ass in the air. Honda
used that opportunity to stretch him a bit more, building up from two fingers,
his fingers were larger than Ryou’s or Bakura’s so that made sense, sort of.
Then he pulled Bakura way from his dick and laid him across his lap, sliding
his fingers back inside him and fingering him until Bakura came against his
thigh.
“Lie
back again.” Honda’s voice showed his amusement, and he began to suck Bakura
after he’d obeyed, backing away once Bakura was hard again. “Wrap your legs
around my waist.” Immediately after Bakura’d obeyed he took the spirit, Ryou
noted that he climaxed before Bakura did, and he didn’t bother to take care of
that himself, ordering Bakura to jerk off while Honda stayed inside him. Ryou
wasn’t sure he liked that, but it was an improvement on how his ura had
described Zork as treating him and it didn’t seem to bother Bakura.
Either
way it was only a few moments later that Honda stood and lifted Bakura in his
arms, carrying the spirit bridal style with a little difficulty and setting him
down on his feet with an arm around his waist for support when he reached Ryou.
“Would
you mind clearing up while we have a shower together?”
“Should
be pretty easy, but I want to talk to you both afterwards.”
“We’ll
meet you in the main room then.” Honda lifted Bakura again, this time in a
fireman’s lift and left without waiting for a response.
-o0()0o-
“Well?”
Honda had Bakura in his lap again before he turned to Ryou, obviously waiting
to see how he was going to react to what he’d seen Honda do with Bakura. But
even though Ryou thought that for the most part Honda’d treated Bakura well it
wasn’t really his opinion that mattered.
“Bakura-kun,
I need an honest answer to my next question, not one influenced by how you
think we’ll react to it. I won’t be angry whatever you say. Honda?” The brunet
seemed to know what Ryou wanted of him.
“Neither
will I, I promise.” That seemed to encourage Bakura, and he looked up at Ryou.
“What
do you need to know Ryou-sama?”
“How
did you feel about being with Honda? Did you enjoy it?”
“Oh,
yes. It...I don’t mean to upset you, but it was better for me than being with
you was. And I could tell that he cares about me. I need that, you know
that I do. I could feel how much Honda-sama desires me, you...cared, no, you care
about me, but you don’t find me that desirable. You took me to your bed from
duty, and to teach me that I could take pleasure as well as pleasing another in
bed.” Bakura blushed, and turned his face against Honda’s chest, Ryou should
have been able to tell that it had been good for him just by checking their
link and from the look on his face, but getting verbal confirmation helped for
Honda.
“Good.
Bakura-kun, look at me.” Ryou didn’t continue until the spirit obeyed him. “I’m
telling you this in front of Honda so that he’ll understand how I feel. If he
ever does anything that upsets or scares you then you can always come to
me, in fact I insist on it. Now we’ve got that over with Honda-kun I
should tell you that I approve of you being with Bakura-kun. And there’s
something else. You can’t use Shadow Magic by yourself, you don’t even have
enough potential to channel the power Bakura-kun can’t access, but it could be
used to make you stronger and faster...your reflexes would need to adjust
naturally. I’d say a ten percent increase would be the maximum safe boost for
you.” Ryou tilted his head, thinking about what else would be within safe
limits for Bakura’s inaccessible power. “And you could have him boost your
healing rate to about twice what it would be naturally, using the same source
of power. You’re already linked after all, but the orders would have to be
phrased carefully.”
“Umm...why
would I want to do that?” Honda looked blank, but Bakura had an expression of
total understanding on his face, he wanted the power he couldn’t use by
his own choice to be useful for something, and what better function could it
serve than to make his master safer. “I get the healing thing, but the strength
and speed?”
“It
would give you a better chance if you got in trouble, a fight or something like
that where you were outnumbered. Think about it. I can work out the right
phrasing for you.” Ryou left them then, if Honda wanted his help he’d ask for
it, and he didn’t need to worry about how Honda’d treat Bakura anymore.
Honda
asked Ryou to help him with the phrasing for boosting his healing, and if he
could work out something similar to boost Bakura’s healing using his blocked
power within a week. Ryou was slightly ashamed to admit that it was something
he hadn’t thought about. But it didn’t take too long for him to work out the
right phrasing for that as well. That would half the drain on Bakura’s
accessible Shadow Magic when he needed to heal either of them properly and it
wouldn’t be noticeable enough to cause suspicion from doctors.
Honda
only asked for help with a boost in his strength and speed after an encounter
with a gang on one of his dates with Bakura that left the two of them with
bullet wounds before Bakura worked out how to counter the guns.
“Why
just a ten percent boost?”
“Because
this will be something that’s active all the time, so it’s constrained by the
limits of the human body. When I use Shadow Magic to make myself stronger it
lasts for at most five minutes, then I revert to normal strength, so I can
afford to double or even triple my strength. It won’t start as ten percent over
your normal strength and speed, it will build over a month or so to that
maximum.”
“Okay.”
Eventually,
when Honda moved out of his family’s house to go to university Bakura moved in
with him, and when gay marriage became legal in Japan they married.
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