Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Boquet ❯ Of coffee and chloroform ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

ÿþBoquet

Okay I was honestly going to write a happy and funny story today but I went to Borders to get Fake volume 7 but it was wrapped in plastic with a nice big M on the back so my mom wouldn't let me get it so here is a delightfully depressing story about .... well read and find out

This story is rated NC17 for rape, crossdressing(if you can call Ryou wearing heels that), and all around angstyness

I don't own Yugioh nor do I own the clothes that I make people wear in this fic I decided it would be easier to use models for the clothing descriptions so I went to trusty hottopic.com

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A young boy with snow white hair stared into the full length mirror. Anyone who saw him would think the boy to be a girl; due to the fact that he was clad in ivory tank top style corset with white bows in the middle pulling the sides together making his hourglass figure quite evident. Although the top would be in itself enough to knockout any girl or guy Ryou had teamed it up with a pair of black Tripp bondage pants ,that started to flare out at the knee, with two straps that hung off each thigh held in place by star studs, and on the calf hung one chain on each side. Ryou had purposely bought them a half size two small so that they clung to his butt perfectly outlining each globe.

'Omigosh' Ryou thought to himself, learning quite awhile ago how to block Bakura from his mind ' I almost forgot the accessories and make up."

The white haired teen ran over to the jewelry chest that sat on his dresser and pulled out an acrylic pink butterfly barret and attached it to his right sidelock efficiently pulling it out of his eyes, and letting the other side sway about willingly. He quickly applied some powder making his face look even more pale, before he applied black eyeshadow, eyeliner, and a generous amount of ruby red lipstick. For the finishing touches he put a multichain choker around his neck and a set of butterfly earings on his lower earlobes.

Deciding that was enough he pulled on his black strapped stiletto heels. Now on any other boy people would think heels were a bit much but on Ryou they looked just perfect. The boy ran down the stairs with grace not even stumbling and walked into the kitchen, where he knew Bakura would be waiting for breakfast.

Said spirit gave a high pitched whistle as Ryou came sauntering in giving sway of his hips with each step.

"And I thought letting my boyfriend buy womens clothes was a bad thing," he said, still wearing his black silk boxers obviously not making as much of and effort to get ready for the day as Ryou did.

"Oh shut up when Yugi dared me to try them on at the mall you practically jumped me," Ryou replied while he pulled out a pan to fix pancakes in. He dropped it however whe a pair of arms snaked their way around his waist.

"How about we go out for breakfast," his lover breathed into his ear.

"B-But 'Kura your not even dressed yet," the young boy tried his best to reply.

"Fine I'll be right back," the arms dissapeard as did Bakura and Ryou sat down on the kitchen chair legs turned to jello.

much more butch then his counterpart

In about another ten minuets Bakura walked down the stairs looking much more butch then his counterpart . He had decided on a black fishnet T-shirt and a black trenchcoat, unzipped, with strapps and buckles around the wrist complete with a pyramid stud collar. For pants he chose to wear a simple pair of black jeans that flared out at the bottom. Bakura certaintly hadn't worn heels instead he had on a pair of black boots with zippers up each side.

"Okay Ryou time to go," Bakura stated.

The two walked out the door and Ryou imeadiately caught everyones eye but Bakura's scowl had them all turning around. Ryou had talked Bakura into eating breakfast at the Daily Grind coffee shop that was about a half mile away from there house. The young hikari decided on getting a stick of biscotti and a mocha latte', while Bakura insisted on proving how macho he was by getting just a cup of coffee, black of course.

"Yuck Ryou how can you drink this stuff," Bakura said while trying to rid himself of the taste of the coffee by rubbing a napkin on his tounge.

"I told you not to take it black," Ryou replied, trying to hold back a chuckle at his yami's actions.

"But I read on a website that in a homosexual relationship there's a feminine partner, you, and a masculine partner, me, and black coffee is definately masculine," He said a little embarassed.

"B-Bakura tha-ats just a s-stereotype," Ryou said through giggles

"A what," Bakura said confused.

"I'll tell you later lets go home," the white haired teen replied clearing the crumbs off his plate into the trash.

"Be right there koi I'm gonna try to salvage this stuff you call a beverage."

Ryou went outside while his lover went to the counter to get some cream and sugar. But without Bakura to scare them off the people around him flirted much more openly one man even asked for his phone number. Being severly creeped out Ryou began to walk back inside but was halted when a man walked up to him and pulled the hikari into the alley way beside the coffee shop and put a rag covered in chloroform over his mouth

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Wow three pages thats good for me ecspecially since this isnt a songfic. Anyway I bet anyone who acctually read this is mad at me for leaving it hanging ^_^

I really went into detail on Ryou's outfit cause I was looking at the pants that I described on hottopic.com and fell in love with them, unfourtunatly I'm to muscular to wear any of that stuff ::tear::.

On another note I'm sure you're all wondering why the hell I titled the story Boquet ... well that'll be made clearer in later chapters.

O yeah, don't forget to review!!!