Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Call him Mine ❯ My Everyday ( Chapter 1 )

CALL HIM MINE

Summary: Bakura beats Ryou almost everyday, but what if the hikari seeks comfort from another will this get Bakura to finally realize how much he truly loves his aibou? Or will it be too late? *Malik/Ryou/Bakura--yaoi*

Inspired by the song "Call Him Mine" by "Tata Young" (Actually most of Tata Young's song remind me of Ryou…Hehehe ^^)

Sadly, there is rape in this chapter. Not too graphic since I suck on writing things like this! Gomen!

Pairings: It could either be <Malik/Ryou and Marik/Bakura> or <Bakura/Ryou and Marik/Malik> please tell me which you prefer. Please read and review!

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Chapter 1: My Everyday

As early as 7 in the morning, a loud banging sound can already be heard in Ryou Bakura's apartment. The shatter of glass followed by sharp cries of the former could be heard echoing through the walls of the corridor. His neighbors had once tried to see what was happening, but it had always been dismissed before it was further on discussed. Some had given up on the boy, while others had finally assumed that Ryou Bakura was at the verge of insanity, which was also mindfully true…

But what they didn't know that the boy had to bear so much pain simply to satisfy rather to pleasure his darker half, Yami Bakura

"Bakura………onegai" Ryou begged, he was bleeding by then and he probably looked worst than shit as his Yami had put it. It had been alas, another Saturday morning. Saturday had always been Bakura's favorite day given that Saturday meant no school, Saturday meant fun for Bakura, and fun for the Yami meant torturing his hikari.

"Why so sullen hikari?" Bakura mocked while graspin a handful of the younger albino's hair. "I know you enjoy being the slut you are!" he smirked before roughly kissing his light, his hands finding its way inside the boy's pajama pants.

"Onegai………I-I wa-want you to st-" the albino pleaded

"What's that hikari? What do you want?" Bakura ridiculed as he glared at the boy with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Ryou heaved a sigh. "I-I wa-want you master,…………" he stuttered. In truth he wanted Bakura to stop. Sure, he admits that he loves his Yami no matter how much he in return despises and treats him like a nobody. Besides did he have any choice if he were to be asked? Bakura would end up raping him no matter how much he begged and pleaded all the same.

"I thought so" Bakura grinned as he licked his lips hungrily. Ryou was nothing more than a sex toy to him. He had never felt love or compassion; he couldn't even bring himself to care on what would happen to the youth, his other half.

Bakura snickered as he tore the last remaining article of fabric in Ryou's body. Despite the scars and bruises he had given the boy, he still remained beautiful. His body was not as brawny and muscular. It was actually the very opposite since the boy was a bit effeminate, he was thin, and his skin was paler than the usual making him look clearly attractive than any other.

Ryou was silent, as he felt Bakura strip down to his boxers. The yami grinned as he pulled Ryou roughly to his feet and threw him to the coffee table in the living room. "We're gonna do something new today, aibou" he whispered as he took out a whip from his stash. Sure enough he had all sorts of "toys" scattered all over the apartment for "emergency cases" such as this.

Ryou's eyes widened in fear, he knew Bakura had been always serious with his word and he definitely knew that he'd be suffering through hell 5 times more than he already does. "Ba-Ba-"Ba-Bakura…………o-onegai" Ryou begged as the whip abruptly lashed through his back emitting a muffled cry from the boy. Bakura snickered; he loved to hear Ryou in pain. He loved it how he would beg; how he would bleed and in the end ask for forgiveness.

"You ALWAYS will refer to me as Master!" Bakura grinned as he lashed the boy's bareback multiple of times. Ryou on the other hand was holding back tears as he bit his lip to hold back his screaming. How could he have loved a demon as this?

"What's wrong, aibou? Cat got your tongue?" his Yami questioned sarcastically as he lashed the whip in the boy's now bleeding back. Bakura growled in frustration as he watched his light thrash in the table yet refuse to scream or beg for his 'master'.

Bakura frowned as he threw the whip in the floor. He then grabbed Ryou by the hair when he noticed that he was already giving in unconsciousness. "Maybe a little wake up call, ne aibou?" he grimaced as he stood up and discarded his boxers and without warning pounded in his light's tightness.

Ryou screamed, as tears fell uncontrollably in his cheeks. Bakura grinned as he trusted harder making the already wounded light bawl in pain, it felt so good to see his other half so vulnerable and yet he felt a somewhat ache. Wasn't it that the Dark was the one who was supposed to protect the Light? Why was it that he was the one who was inflicting him much more damage than he would even ever experience?

Bakura pulled out of his hikari and quickly put on his clothes. His eyes widened in horror as he glanced at the beaten body of his light. Everything was smeared with blood and Ryou was still whimpering and was seemingly chanting, "Why do you hate me so much, yami?" he murmured making Bakura feel guiltier than he already was. He had never hurt his hikari this bad before so why now? Why DID he hate him?

The Yami shook his head in resentment before rushing out of the apartment and leaving Ryou naked and bleeding. The albino stared blankly at the wall as he soon tried to stand up only to fall back to knees due to the unparalleled pain. He felt like shit as he crawled his way to a corner of the room, atleast there he felt safe, as he welcomed unconsciousness openly. How he wished for it……… or maybe he wished for something more………… like death

END OF CHAPTER 1:

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