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Love is bitter sweet!	By : Blueraydragon Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1584 -:- 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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Summary � This story contains
Yaoi a definite pairing is Malik Ishtar and Yami Bakura. Bakura and Malik meet
up again by accident and decide to explore their feelings for each other. Lots
of angst adding my own views in to it as well.

Disclaimer
� I don�t own Yu-gi-oh or the song Bother by Corey Taylor
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< sty style='font-family:Arial'>Love
is bitter sweet!

Chapter
One � Why don�t you leave?

If you walked down a certain
street that seemed perfectly normal the first thing you would notice is, that
the street in question was unusually quiet. No sound could be heard even the
birds were silent as if afraid to utter a single throaty, note. Until you passed
by a certain house and from within loud shouts and curses float down to your
ears, then a yelp of pain and fear as someone got hit. This house is the home
of Ryou and his yami Bakura.

�Shut
the fuck up�, shouted Bakura as his hikari cringed in a corner. �You are
pathetic you make sick, Ra quit crying or do want another beating�?

�Please
yami I�m sorry I won�t do it again�, Ryou tried to huddle away his brown eyes
filled with fear. �I promise please don�t hurt me�.

�Get
this fucking mess tidied up or suffer later�, the yami spat before stomping
off.<
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I wish I was too dead to care

If
indeed I cared at all
Never
had a voice to protest
So
you fed me shit to digest
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I wish I had a reason

My
thoughts were open season (Note - or flaws not exactly sure)
For
this I gave up trying
One
good turn deserves my dying

Knocking on the door. Ryou
trembled as he slowly opened the door screwing up his eyes foe exe expected
blow, when it didn�t come he cautiously opened them and saw Mai smiling at him.

She merely kept smiling sweetly,
�Ryou I came round to see if you were ok�.

Dumbstruck he stood there with a
blank look. How long had it been since someone asked him if he was ok? Bursting
in to fresh tears Ryou flung his arms around Mai and clung to her, she shook
her head sadly trying to de-tangle herself from the crying teen. Holding his
hand she stepped through the door and strode to the living room sitting on a
sofa, Ryou followed behind her using a spare hand to wipe away his tears. Mai
is one of those people who can go in a house once and remember the exact layout
of the place, she had been here once so she knew where she was going. Sitting
on the sofa Mai watched Ryou who still whimpered a little before he laid down
on the sofa resting his head in Mai�s lap, he faced away from her staring at a
wall. Mai smiled with concern stroking the snow-e hae hair to comfort the light
who sobbed on her.

You
don�t need to bother
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I
don�t need to be
I
keep slipping further
When
I�m done
I
won�t let go it til it bleeds

Walking in to his favourite bar
the dark got only a few stares of disdain from the pub-goers, he noticed they
weren�t regulars here otherwise they would know better. A boy with platinum
blonde hair and lavender eyes sat on a stool at the bar, it also happened to be
right next to his favourite stool. Bakura frowned as he recognized the boy to
be Malik Ishtar, one time ally and lost friend. Malik motioned for the tomb
robber to set next to him, he obliged with a annoyed grunt.

�Usual is it sir�? Asked the all
too happy bar tender. Bakura nodded.

�So�, Malik began. �What are you
doing here Bakura�?

�I could ask the same of you Malik�,
the other groused back. �I come here all the fucking time and this is the only
time I seen you in here. Come to think of it I hadn�t seen you since our defeat
in Battle City�.

Malik stared at his drink a large
rum and coke, he idly swirled it around watching the miniature whirlpool in the
glass, �I wanted to try somewhere different for a change, and if Isis finds out
I�d been drinking under-age again she�ll go berserk�.

Bakura chuckled, �I suppose you
used a fake Id card�. The blonde Egyptian nods. �Baka I hope you don�t get
caught�.

�You don�t mean that, you�d love
it if I got arrested. Something else for you to laugh at�!

A pint of Fosters was passed to
the spirit and he smirked thinking about the arms of blissful intoxication,
both teens sat in silence for a while neither saying anything to the other.
Until Malik re-found his voice.

He got an odd kind of grunt in
reply Bakura had just finished his second pint and wasn�t really keeping a
check on his tongue, �Yeah I had to make an impression somehow to seal our
deal, it just so happened I was in Ryou�s body and made the impression on him�.

�Well you made an impression on
me certainly�, came a slight slurred response.

Bakura drapes an arm round
Malik�s shoulders, �From the very first moment I laid eyes you I thought Ra
he�s sexy with a bad attitude, a motor-bike and not forgetting you got that
midriff thing going on�.

Malik gives the dark a look of
shock, �Bakura you�re more pissed than me, perhaps you should go home�.

�Don�t tell me what to fucking
do, I am Bakura I do what I want�, he snarled. The blonde flinched at the
sudden outburst of anger, he looked fearfully at his drunken friend.

/Yami I�m leaving you/ came
Ryou�s nervous voice through the link.

//What do you mean you�re fucking
leaving? You�re not going anywhere// a slurred growl rushed over their bond.

/I�m leaving and its final/ the hikari
replied with more courage /When you get home I�ll be gone and don�t try to find
me either, I never want to speak to you again/

He began to sober damn that
bastard to the shadow realm and back// Who put you up to this? There�s no way
in everything that is evil in the shadow realm you�d be brave enough to do this
by yourself//

Bakura sensed Ryou shrug and the
light sighed/Goodbye yami/ a mental block flung up after the last word.

You
don�t need to bother
I
don�t need to be
I
keep slipping further

I�
I�m done
I
won�t let go of deceit (note � no idea there at all to proper lyrics)

�FUCK�, he yelled in his fury.
�How dare he! That little bastard can�t just leave me, ungrateful son of a
bitch�. Grabbing a third pint Bakura downed it, wiped his mouth and proceeded
to stagger out the bar.

Laughing in a drunken state at
the robber leaving Malik mused, �Ryou left Bakura? Hmm Bakura does look hot
even when he�s drunk� Out loud, �Oh shit I think I�m gonna blow� His hand flew
to his m try trying to force some control over his own involuntary actions. He
only had at least 3 rum and cokes, but Malik is a light-weight same as the yami
who just left.

�Go ahead you do that in here and
I�ll ban you for life�. The bartender points to the door. �OUT�

Staggering outside he exploded in
to the gutter kneeling on the pavement as he retched violently. �FUCKING TOMB
ROBBER�!! Loud was Malik�s cursing.

To be Continued�..
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Love is bitter sweet!

I wish I was too dead to care

I wish I had a reason