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String of Fate	By : MiyAsuka Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3573 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: String of Fate

Author: MiyAsuka

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Kazuki Takahashi does.

Pairing: Bakura/Ryou

Rating: R

Warning: Yaoi (duh!), probably some sexual references and a lime or two in later chapters.

Summary: The Ring's gone, and even though Bakura is still there, things can't go back the way they were.

Notes: First, I'm sorry if my English sounds a bit strange, it's not my first language. But I hope it won't prevent you from enjoying the fic.
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Prologue
"How long are you planning to sit here like that?"
The question went completely ignored. Ryou's back, pressed against the cold wall, was starting to feel numb. The boy didn't care. He was hugging his legs close to his chest and tears were falling on his knees.
"Look, you can't keep ignoring me. I'm here, you know. Look at me." Silence. "Look at me, dammit!"
If Bakura had been able to, he would have seized the teen by the collar of his shirt and forced Ryou to look at him. However, he couldn't, and that was probably where the main problem resided.
"Stop acting like you can't see me! I know damn well you can hear me!"
More tears rolled on Ryou's cheeks. No sobs were escaping his mouth. He seemed tired. He slightly shook his head.
"...away..." he murmured, so lowly Bakura couldn't hear him.
"What did you say?"
The white-haired boy took a big breath before letting his anger out.
"I said, go away! Vanish or whatever! Stop toying with my mind! You're not here! You never were!"
Ryou's sudden outburst surprised the spirit a bit. "Wha-"
"Shut up! Just shut up! You don't even exist! You're nothing but an illusion! So LEAVE!"
With that last word said, Ryou stood and walked past Bakura toward the bathroom. The spirit was so shocked by his previous host's reaction he didn't even follow him right away.
Ryou opened the bathroom cabinet and grabbed every single box of antidepressants stocked there and aligned them meticulously on the edge of the sink. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and, honestly, he didn't like what he saw. He lowered his gaze and set back his attention on the boxes. He grabbed one of them and took the directions out of it. Side effects had to be the explanation. He couldn't be here. The Ring was gone. It couldn't possibly be true - he couldn't be real.
The doorbell rang. Ryou ignored it at first. It rang again.
"There's somebody at the door," Bakura, who just entered the bathroom, said.
"I heard it the first time," Ryou mumbled. He walked past - or rather, through - Bakura and went to answer the door.
"Oh..." he said when he saw the face of his visitor. "Yuugi-kun..."
"Hello, Bakura-kun. You, errr... don't look so well."
That was an understatement. Ryou hadn't showered in the last two days, he was still wearing his pajamas and it was pretty obvious he had spent the last hours crying his eyes out over something.
"You haven't been at school since Wednesday. Everybody's getting worried."
They are? Ryou had doubts. "I'm sorry. There are just a lot of things on my mind lately."
"Oh. Do you want to talk about it?" Yuugi asked.
Hypocrite. "I'd rather not. It's quite... personal stuff, you know..."
"Oh... Well, I brought your homework."
"Thank you." Ryou took the papers, said goodbye to Yuugi and closed the door. He wasn't in the mood for some chit-chat with Mr. friendship-is-so-great.
"You hate him, don't you?" Bakura said.
It was the truth. Yuugi was the one who took the Ring away from Ryou in the first place. It was his fault Bakura wasn't there anymore, right? Ryou muffled a sob behind his hand. The papers he held fell on the floor. The doorbell rang again. Ryou ignored it and rushed to his room. He flung himself on the bed and sobbed, trying hard to ignore the all too familiar voice that was still demanding him to look at what he knew was an illusion.
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"Is he okay ?"

Yuugi shook his head. "And it seems he doesn't want to talk about whatever is happening."
"Maybe we should go again, together," Anzu suggested.
"I just kept ringing, but he wouldn't open the door again."
"What's wrong with this guy? We got rid of that evil ring for good. You'd think he'd be alright."
"I don't know, Jounouchi-kun. The Ring was a gift from his father after all. It might have some sentimental value."
"I got his number from the teachers. I'll try to call him." Anzu took her mobile phone out of her bag.
"We should have done that right away," Honda mumbled. "Now that he saw Yuugi, he will know we're the ones calling."
"Your point ?" Jounouchi asked.
"He won't answer the phone."
"That's right," Anzu said. "Answering machine."
"Try and leave a message."
"Useless, I'm telling you. If he doesn't want to talk to us, we can't force him. Let's just give up."
"We can't do that Honda-kun..."
"Ah, Bakura-kun. It's Anzu. The others and I are worried about you. You know, if you need to talk to somebody, we're here for you. I'm leaving you my number..."
"Useless," Honda muttered again under his breath. Jounouchi glared at him. "What?"
"He's our friend."
"We can't help him if he doesn't let us. And I know he won't."
"Why wouldn't he?" the shortest of the four teenagers asked.
"Because we know about the Ring. He probably thinks we don't trust him."
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Bakura stared blankly at the blinking red light of the answering machine. Honestly, he didn't know what to think. Were the kids' worry genuine? Or were they doing this out of duty because they wanted to keep their record of 'perfect friends' clear?
As much as the spirit wanted not to care, he knew it was of some importance to the boy who used to be his host. Ever since he had returned from Egypt, Ryou had been shutting himself from the outside world. He was convinced that Bakura had disappeared along with the Ring. He refused to acknowledge the fact that Bakura still was with him ? that Bakura choose to stay with him!
"Damn," the spirit muttered while crossing the living room, taking the direction of Ryou's bedroom. "That brat's a stubborn one."
Soon enough, he was facing Ryou's bed. The young boy's eyes were closed. Was he really asleep? It wouldn't be hard to find out.
"Look at me."
The lack of reaction informed Bakura that Ryou really was sleeping. The spirit sat cross-legged in the air. He really liked watching the boy sleep, never got tired of it. Not he'd ever admit it to anyone, he would rather die. Well, he was sort of dead already... He felt like a ghost stuck on Earth and it sucked, really. It sucked even more that the only person that could feel his presence was ignoring him. But the spirit wasn't giving up, even though he knew all the things he did was slowly breaking Ryou apart. Bakura didn't have any choice. It was either that or wandering with no one to talk to until the end of time. Though it couldn't be worse than being stuck in a piece of metal for three thousand years, that didn't make it sound any more attractive.
So Bakura had no other choice. He had to make Ryou acknowledge him.
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