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Remember Me, My Love	By : Senayalayasha Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Crossovers Views: 1125 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of the characters used. They belong to Rumiko and Kazuki Takahashi respectively.

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Under the Influence
A Sesshomaru-Sama – Ryou Bakura tale
Senayalayasha-Sama
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or Yu-Gi-Oh! Or make money off of this fic. They belong to Rumiko and Kazuki Takahashi respectively.
A/N: Sesshomaru has both arms, Ryou of of age, and everyone is subject of OOC. Please enjoy and feed my muses! :)
“Spoken”
'Thought'
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Chapter One: Beginning
Ryou awoke one cool morning at about five, three hours before he had to be to school. It was the second of April, a Monday, and as he rolled over in bed groaning at the early hour with frustration, he looked down to see Bakura next to him on the floor. His dark had drank a little too much the night before and had swaggered into his bedroom after three and passed out on the floor as he vaguely recalled. Bakura had smacked him in the face as he collapsed.
Ryou brushed his hair back from his face and looked tiredly at his snow white arms, gently rubbing them. He was dotted with bruises of all sizes, most from Bakura, but a few from the bullies at school. He really didn't like to think of how he got them, but as the thoughts drifted through his tired mind, he sighed softly and tried to think of any homework he may have forgotten to do the night before, and decided to get up to check. He wasn't going to be going back to sleep anytime soon.
Groaning, he rolled over onto his front and stretched like a cat before pulling the covers off and getting up quietly to get dressed. Bakura suddenly grabbed his ankle and gazed up at him with a look that told Ryou that he had a killer hangover, and he wasn't happy that he had almost been stepped on.
"Where are you going? It's not even light out yet!" Bakura growled, squinting up at him. Ryou flinched at the gruffness of his dark's voice, but pried off his dark's hand and stepped out of reach as Bakura held his head and hissed in anguish, and finished putting on his school uniform and grabbed his school bag, cell phone, shoes, and ran out the door before Bakura could even get up, his dark calling after him and stumbling about as he tried to get to his feet, cursing all the while.
Once outside, he looked around frantically as he put a hand to his forehead tiredly, trying to figure out which way to go. Seto was to the right, but if he went there, he'd just throw him out. Jounichi was to the left, like Yugi and the Pharaoh, but they probably weren't even up yet. Tea was across the street living with Honda, and Duke lived somewhere kitty-corner from his street a few blocks away. Marik and Malik were out of the question since they were lunatics and had tried to lock him in their bedroom once or twice when he came over for tea on Ishizu's invitation. 'Where should I go...? Everyone I know is either sleeping or...out of the question. I need to get out of here before Bakura gets his bearings, or I'm really going to get it!' he thought desperately.
Deciding on Jounichi's as Bakura came running out of the house, he put his book bag over his shoulder and ran like a bat out of hell.
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Down the street, Sesshomaru was driving his silver Lamborghini to his favorite coffee shop, one that was only open from three to six in the morning, for a roasted marshmallow mocha and a jelly-filled blueberry éclair, yawning softly and adjusting his small, rimless glasses and humming along quietly to some rock song in the radio. He stopped at the stop sign across from Ryou's street to see the boy running out of the house and look around as if looking for quick escape. He arched a brow curiously and upon making sure the intersection was clear, slowly drove forward to watch the unfolding scene.
Sesshomaru leaned over his steering wheel a little to get a better look and studied the teenager with his golden eyes that were hidden with bright green contacts, brushing his long black dyed bangs out of them as he watched. "What's going on over there?" he asked quietly. A second later, Bakura ran out the door after him as Ryou took off towards the direction that Sesshomaru was heading without a second thought.
Stepping lightly on the gas, Sesshomaru moved forward and caught up with Ryou, rolling down his window and driving next to him, leaning over the passenger side and rolling down the window as Ryou paused, eyes wide with fear.
"Want a ride?"
Chancing a quick glance at Bakura, who had more than halved the distance between them, he opened the door and dove in head-first, closing the door as the driver sped off. Bakura tried to catch up, but eventually let up and stood on the sidewalk, screaming at the two in the car as they drove off.
"Thanks…" Ryou panted as he tried to catch his breath, his hand on his chest as if trying to keep his heart from leaping out in terror.
"I'm Sesshomaru-Sensei. Nice to meet you," he said, holding out a hand. Ryou took it and shook it, nodding.
"Ryou."
"If you don't mind my curiosity, why were you running from your brother?" Sesshomaru asked. Ryou lowered his head and averted his gaze, not wanting to talk about it.
"He's not exactly my brother…"
"Boyfriend maybe?"
"N-no, it's not like that!" he said hurriedly, blushing and waving his hands before him as if warding off the words. Sesshomaru laughed softly.
"Kidding. Anyway, why were you running from him? You owe him money or something?"
"He…drank too much last night and passed out on my floor. He's scary when he's hung over, and I didn't want to talk to him this morning, so when I ran, he came after me…"
"Are you sure that's the reason? You don't need to report this man?" Sesshomaru asked, looking him over as he pulled to a stop at a red light. 'He's adorable,' he thought. 'Just like a porcelain doll.'
Ryou shook his head. "No, I just need to move out. I really don't have anywhere to go, though…" he said, looking down at his hands in his lap. 'He's really nice, and really handsome. But, something isn't right about him. Something about his appearance makes him seem almost fake…' Ryou thought, peeking at him out of the corner of his eyes. 'Maybe I'm just imagining it.'
"Would you like to join me for some coffee?"
"Oh no, please, you've done more than enough by helping me get away from him. I couldn't…"
“It's nothing. I was heading to my favorite coffee shop anyway when I saw you running. I insist," Sesshomaru said as he drove up next to the curb and parked outside. As Ryou opened the door, Sesshomaru came around and took his small hand in his long, slender one and helped him out, Ryou's sleeve was jerked up his arm and revealed a large black bruise that looked fresh.
Before he could ask about it, Ryou pulled his hand away and jerked his sleeved down and looked away as he blushed from the hand contact. Sesshomaru's hands were peculiarly warm and cool simultaneously and he found that the way he held his hand was kind of sensual.
Sesshomaru closed the door and guided Ryou inside with an arm around his shoulders, bending down and whispering in his ear, "This is the only place in Domino open this early. They have the best coffee and pastries in town." Ryou felt his cheeks redden even more at this and he didn't fail to notice that Sesshomaru's impossibly soft and smooth lips brushed his ear. Whether it was intentional or not, he couldn't know, but it sent shivers down his spine.
"What would you like?" Sesshomaru asked. "A white chocolate mocha, or roasted marshmallow mocha, or a cappuccino…?" Sesshomaru asked.
"Um…roasted marshmallow mocha, please…" Ryou said.
"What about doughnuts, or something to eat?"
"No, I'm fine. I eat at school," said Ryou.
"Right, well why don't you go find a seat, Ryou? I'll be there in a minute." Ryou went and sat down at a corner table and took out his make-up to cover up his bruises.
A second later, Sesshomaru came back with the drinks and set Ryou's in front of him as the teenager tried hastily to put away his make-up. Sesshomaru lifted an elegantly shaped eyebrow as he sat down and leaned over the table, crossing his arms and studying the silver-haired teen. Ryou sat stiffly and gazed back uncomfortably into Sesshomaru's unnaturally vibrant green eyes with his deep chocolate brown ones, suddenly nervous. He had never seen eyes so green.
"You're a student, right? What school do you attend?" Sesshomaru asked softly, sitting up and taking the lid off of his mocha and mixing it up as he continued to keep eye contact with Ryou.
"Um…Domino High…" Ryou said, lifting his mocha and taking a small, delicate sip, Sesshomaru watching him like he was a specimen under a microscope. It was slightly unnerving.
"Really? I'm teaching there later…Ms. Shiata's Honors English to be more specific," the older male answered. Ryou's head snapped up, his eyes alight with shock and happiness.
"Oh, she's my last hour teacher! Ms. Shiata's really cool, you know. We're reading Edgar Allen Poe and Nathaniel Hawthorne in class. We finished Shakespeare a few days ago. She's really emotional, and when she reads, she puts on costumes and acts out the book to make it more interesting," Ryou said, leaning over the table and smiling a little, becoming more comfortable with the other male. Sesshomaru smiled back gently, but it was kind of a cool, disconnected smile.
"Then I hope I can be a good substitute for her. To be honest, I'm actually kind of excited that I'm going to be teaching you." He chuckled as he took a sip of his mocha.
"Really? Why?"
"I've only known you for all of, what, fifteen minutes and I already like you. You seem bright and perspective, and very outgoing. I like students like that," Sesshomaru said, leaning back in his chair, crossing his long legs and drinking his mocha, an arm draped over the back of the chair.
Ryou got a good look at him and his outfit from that angle. Sesshomaru was wearing a light gray business shirt, a simple black tie, and a pair of black slacks that emphasized a slender waistline, strong yet delicate hips, and a nice backside. On the floor next to him was a large fluffy abomination the color of pale flesh, and on the back of his chair was a black leather trench coat that he hadn't noticed before. His finely angled, cool eyes were inquisitive, and his small glasses added to his already intellectual appearance. Not only did he look sexy, he oozed it and dressed like it extremely well. Ryou watched his long fingers wrap around the cup he was holding and blushed a touch.
"Is something troubling you, Ryou - Chan?" Sesshomaru asked. Ryou snapped out of his daze and shook his head, drinking his mocha to avoid answering questions. At about a quarter to six, the employees were alerting the customers to prepare to leave soon, and Ryou and Sesshomaru went back out to the car.
"Well, where to, Sesshomaru – Sensei?" Ryou asked as he put on his seatbelt, sitting up straight and gazing at him with his bright brown doe eyes. His mood had brightened considerably, and Sesshomaru took note.
"Want to just drive and talk for a little while? It's still too early to go to the school."
"Yeah, okay," Ryou said.
A little ways down the street, Sesshomaru asked, "How old are you, Ryou – Chan?"
"Um, seventeen, Sesshomaru – Sensei. What about you?"
"I'm thirty-one." (We all know Sesshomaru's older than that, but if I said some huge number it would've freaked Ryou out.)
"Oh…I had no idea you were so much older than I was. You look so young," Ryou said, lowering his head slightly and gazing out his window. Sesshomaru looked at him.
"Do you have a crush on me, Ryou – Chan?" he asked, laughing a little under his breath. He watched the teenager redden to the tips of his ears. Finding a suitable place to park not far from the school, he sat in the driver's side with his arm resting on the door, gazing at the teen with a slight smile on his lips. 'That was fast,' he thought.
"Maybe…" Ryou whispered. Sesshomaru leaned over a little and gently took his chin and turned his head to face him, his green eyes peircing the beautiful chocolate ones and sending a shiver through Ryou's delicate frame. His eyes were so cold, calculating...what about him unnerved him so? Was it truly his eyes or something more?
"It's okay if you do, I suppose. I see nothing wrong with an innocent crush," Sesshomaru said gently, shrugging and running a hand through his long silken black tresses. Ryou felt a slight stab, like he had just been shot down. He hadn't even had time to sort through any of his thoughts yet, and it felt like he'd already been rejected.
"But, the age difference – I'm a student and you're a teacher – that wouldn't be right…" Ryou said quietly, trying to rationalize to himself and reassure himself that it probably wasn't a crush, just an innocent fascination of a sort.
"But Ryou – Chan, you don't seem to understand me. I feel peaceful with you, calm, collected, happy. You seem so hurt, and I feel terrible knowing that there's nothing I can do as your teacher to help take it away. I enjoy your company, even if I haven't known you long, and you seem to be a very sweet boy. I would like to get to know you a little better, as friends." Sesshomaru said, giving him a gentle smile.
Ryou looked at him with his large brown eyes, leaning against the car door to give himself a little distance from his teacher. Leaning over the console and looking up at him, Sesshomaru looked like a crouching lion, his hands resting on the leather interior and his thigh like great paws, his eyes looking at him as if he were the prey they intended to catch, his back arched a little at the shoulders, a leg in the driver's seat. "Sesshomaru – Sensei, you're making me nervous. I like you too, and you rescued me and you're extremely nice, but I don't know that I would really call it a crush…"
Sesshomaru reached up a long-fingered hand and stroked Ryou's cheek, watching him flinch away and close his eyes. He felt white-hot pain shoot through his body like a knife had been driven though him at the sight of Ryou being scared of him, the pain swiftly turning into boiling anger, one of his eyes twitching a little in ire. "Ryou – Chan, you're so pretty…I want to take you into my arms and take away your fears. I don't want you to fear me; I want you to think of me as someone that you can come and talk to, someone that will protect you," Sesshomaru said, placing a hand on his shoulder and squeezing it a little reassuringly. Ryou seemed to relax a little at that and nodded slowly.
"Sesshomaru – Sensei…" Ryou said quietly, stifling a yawn and rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands. Sighing, Sesshomaru leaned over and grabbed his trench coat out of the back of the car and offered it to him, folding it up neatly. Ryou took it and smiled gently as he put in on the window and got comfortable, closing his eyes and swiftly falling asleep while the teacher watched.
Once he fell asleep, Sesshomaru sat Ryou up properly in his seat, laid it back and fastened Ryou's seatbelt again as he started the car and slowly started to drive around town. The whole time, Sesshomaru rested a hand on his chin and chewed thoughtfully on the inside of his lip as he scowled, thinking. He wondered what the man chasing Ryou earlier that morning had done to him to make him so uneasy. It didn't sit well with him.
While sitting at stoplights in town, he took a moment to look over Ryou's figure, and he liked what he saw. In his school uniform, Ryou looked like a clergyman in a cassock and trousers, and it hugged his slight hourglass figure at the waist and shoulders, his pants accentuating very delicate hips and feminine legs as well as a very well-shaped ass. In his sleep, Ryou looked like a beautiful angel, his lustrous silver locks framing his face, and for the first time, Sesshomaru got a chance to gaze at his rosebud lips and long, black, full eyelashes. Who could hurt someone so beautiful and pure-hearted?
Once the light turned green again, Sesshomaru bit down hard on his lip and nearly floored the gas pedal, trying not to think about it. Around 7:10, Sesshomaru drove to the school and woke up Ryou in a gruff tone that he didn't mean to use. Ryou shot awake and sat up, looking around fearfully for Bakura when he remembered Sesshomaru and sighed in relief, rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands. "Thank you for today, Sensei…"
"No need. I had fun today with you," Sesshomaru said with a rather serious countenance, getting out and taking his briefcase and fluffy pelt out of the trunk as Ryou got out of the car and headed for the school, schoolbag in front of him as he looked at the ground and clutched the strap with both hands. Sesshomaru caught up with him, draping his fuzzy over his shoulder while fussing with his tie and straightening his hair, and they walked into the school together before splitting up to go their separate ways. As they parted, both Ryou and Sesshomaru looked miserable.
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