Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Fallen Angel ❯ The Beggining ( Chapter 1 )

Ember: Hi everyone Carma has finals this week so she is busy, but she told me I could get the story started for her

Bakura: Then get the fuck on with it!!

Ember: She also said I could put Ryou in a chastity belt if you won't shut up

Bakura: AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Ember: Exactly so be a good little yami and shoo before I get my tools

Bakura: *twitching on the floor*

Ember: *smirking* I love being me, now on with the story

Disclaimer: Pyro_Fearie_Carmen doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh so you can't sue her… she just likes to borrow the characters

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*Thud* A low sound reverberated off the wall as Ryou was thrown against it. He let out a pained moaned when his head hit the wall with a resounding crack. A string of curses and insults reached his ears, even though they were buzzing too much for him to understand them. Each word was punctuated with a punch or kick. He had lost the ability to even groan by the time the last kick came, a swift boot in his ribs and he heard 1 or 2 crack. Finally his assailant had had enough and he looked up into the glaring brown eyes… of his father (A/N bet you weren't expecting that one). “Worthless piece of trash” came from above him in a slurred voice, as the older man turned and walked away stumbling occasionally before collapsing in a drunken coma on the couch. Ryou just sat leaning against the wall, eyes glazed in pain, watching the man he had once been proud to call his father. To people in everyday life Yaten Bakura was a very respectable man. He was successful, handsome, wealthy in his own right, and a perfect father. Everybody who knew Yaten said that Ryou was the apple of his eye. He spoiled the boy beyond imagining, buying him new gadgets and the latest games, always picking up special trinkets for him on his archeological digs. Yaten had even surprised the boy with a new motorcycle on his 16 birthday. What these people didn't know was that after dark the kind, soft spoken man became a beast of rage. Yaten would come home and lock all the doors and windows before pulling a key out of his pocket and going to the large liquor cabinet in the dining room. The archeologist would then drink himself into a stupor before he would search out his young son. Yaten's rage had increased over time and each night the beatings got worse and worse. Ryou desperately wanted a way out, but he could see none. Ryou didn't blame his father he knew that the stress of his job and being a single parent had put a lot of pressure on him. After his mom had died when Ryou was 10 Yaten had always been on edge, and one day he had cracked.

*Flashback*

A 14 year old Ryou sat silently at the dinner table waiting for his father to come home, when the front door had slammed open and a furious Yaten came storming in. Ryou who had been startled at the sudden entrance quickly jumped up to greet him and was shocked at what he saw. Yaten was in a terrible state, blood dripped from a cut on his face and his clothes were ripped and dirty. “Daddy?” Ryou whispered as he carefully approached him. Yaten turned blood shot eyes on his young son, before a lecherous grin spread across his face. “Well there's my purty boy” Yaten slurred drunkenly before he slowly made his way over to the quivering boy. “Daddy, what's wrong?” the boy asked and gasped as his dad picked him up and roughly and hauled him into his room. “What's wrong?” Yaten said “nothings wrong except that the fuckin' directors promised me the biggest dig of my entire career and then gave it away to that pansy assed faggot Jiggens from Central Corporation.” As he said this Yaten threw his son on the bed and crawled on top of him pinning him down. “And you're going to be a good boy and help me feel better ok.” Ryou who was beginning sweat looked up into his eyes and nodded. “Good boy, were going to play a game called cream sickle!” as he said this Yaten unzipped his pants and pulled out his throbbing erection and started stroking it. “How do you play Daddy?” Ryou asked innocently. “It's very easy” He said grabbing his sons head and pushied it down hard towards his cock. “You suck on my sickle until the cream comes out” He growled lustfully. Ryou realizing what his father was trying to do started to struggle. “NO Daddy it's bad I don't want to!!” “Shut up” Yaten snapped and for the first time struck his son sharply across the face. Ryou yelped in pain and this was all Yaten needed, grabbing his son again he shoved his whole erection into his mouth. Ryou gagged and started to cry as his father pumped in and out of his mouth. “A yes what a good little cock sucker, just like Riana” Yaten muttered and groaned in pleasure. Ryou cried harder as he imagined Yaten doing this to his mother. It continued forever it seemed like to Ryou even though it had only been a few minutes before, with a loud moan Yaten released into his son's mouth, and forced him to swallow it. Then in his drunken state Yaten passed out cold. Sniffling quietly Ryou slowly got up and went to the bathroom and vomited everything in his stomach into the sink.

*End flashback*

Thankfully his father had never done that again, but the beatings started coming, monthly, then weekly, and eventually everyday. Groaning in pain Ryou slowly stood up and went to the bathroom. He quickly patched himself up before going to his room and collapsing into bed, totally exhausted.

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Ember: *crying* How sad!!!

Bakura&Ryou:*hugging and staring at the screen in horror* uh-huh

Carma: Hi guys!!!

Everyone:*glaring*

Carma: *sweatdrop* uh… hehe should I start running?

Bakura: *growling* you'd better fucking believe it!!!!!

Carma: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHH *runs away with angry mob after her*

Ryou: *sobbing* C…Ca…Carma will get the n…nex…next chapter out soon pl…plea…please R&R thankyou *starts sobbing harder*