Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ I Am A Vampire ❯ 2 ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
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My writing style a year ago was... Ack! I'm ashamed of it!!!
The lack of detail, the length of the chapters... AGH! It makes me wanna hit someone!
(Growls at the computer.) So I'm gonna work on my flaws. Alot. Alot Alot Alot. So that means a whole big truck load of one-shots, probably yaoi or yuri or gen. Yeah yeah, when you read the word yuri you probably jumped out of the nearest window. I'm not making you read it!!! I just wanna write it. Maybe I'll do some het too.
...
Ewww! No!
Okay, enough with my rambling.
Enjoy!!!
The nightclub's entrance is nothing. Just a door leading down to a small room with wooden oak doors. When Ryou and I walk down the stairs, the first thing we see is Marik and his little toy, up against the wall, making out like there is no tomorrow.
I clear my throat and Marik turns. His little toy catches sight of Ryou and squeals.
"Ryou-chan!"
Ryou takes a step back, eyes going wide as Marik's toy dives towards him, bringing them both to the ground.
"M-marik! Ack! Off!"
"Awww! But, Ryou-chan! I've missed you! We haven't seen each other in AGES!"
Ryou pushes against the other boy's shoulders. "It's been two days! Only two bloody days!"
Marik nuzzles his face into Ryou's neck. "But two days IS forever!"
Ryou sighs, seeming like he accepts the fact that Marik won't come off anytime soon.
"Alright, alright. I missed you too. Life isn't interesting without you around."
Marik giggles and climbs off of the albino, offering a hand to him. "That's all I wanted to hear, lovely. Oh yeah! And before I forget, this is Malik, my... coughlovercough. Don't tell my sister."
"I won't."
"And who is this handsome piece of eye candy?"
Ryou glances at me, then shakes his head.
"I'd like to know that too."
STARS!
I pull Ryou through the nightclub, avoiding my employees. At the back of the club, I push open the large, heavy oak door with care.
Ryou looks down the dark stairway nervously, before following me. The door closes behind us and Ryou lets out a small squeak and moves closer to me. I chuckle and wrap an arm around Ryou's slim waist, taking in his scent of strawberries and cream.
The boy is nervous, I can tell. He's tense and the faint smell of salty sweat is almost covered by the scent of fear.
"Ryou."
"Y-yes?"
"No matter what you see down here, promise me, don't faint."
He laughs a bit, then seems to realize that I wasn't joking. "W-why?"
"Because, when lies are revealed for what they are, it can be shocking to the point where the mind can't handle it."
Ryou's breathing stops for a moment, then he moves closer to me, hand searching for my own.
"What do you mean?"
I squeeze his hand and pull him though the door on the bottom of the steps, eyes adjusting to the light quickly. As Ryou struggles to see, I lead him closer to the throne.
The queen, the lovely Caitiff, stands, stepping forward, shock written across her face.
"R-ryou?"
Ryou stops rubbing his eyes and looks up, blood draining from his face.
"M-Mummy?"
Then he begins to fall, legs giving out, perfect eyes closing in shock.
I catch him in my arms before he hits the floor and pick him up neatly, bringing him to my Queen.
Her eyes are red with tears and she lets out a sob, reaching out to touch her son's face.
"My Ryou... How he has grown. He is so beautiful..."
She lets her hand drop. "Bring him home, Bakura-kun. It'll be better if he wakes up in his own bed."
I nod and bow to her, grabbing her hand as a last thought.
"Don't cry, my friend. He will be fine."
She closes her eyes and bites her lip, shaking her head.
"I'm sorry, my Ryou. I'm so sorry."
Okay, second chapter done. I was sorta unable to update for a while cause my stories didn't appear on my Stories list. -.-
I'm sorry that I can't respond to your reviews in my stories, but I will say thank you for the reviews! FF.N is making alot of rules. It's weird.
And keep in mind that I'ma review whore. I like reviews. Lots of em. . . Cause... Uhhh... It inspires me!
:P
My writing style a year ago was... Ack! I'm ashamed of it!!!
The lack of detail, the length of the chapters... AGH! It makes me wanna hit someone!
(Growls at the computer.) So I'm gonna work on my flaws. Alot. Alot Alot Alot. So that means a whole big truck load of one-shots, probably yaoi or yuri or gen. Yeah yeah, when you read the word yuri you probably jumped out of the nearest window. I'm not making you read it!!! I just wanna write it. Maybe I'll do some het too.
...
Ewww! No!
Okay, enough with my rambling.
Enjoy!!!
The nightclub's entrance is nothing. Just a door leading down to a small room with wooden oak doors. When Ryou and I walk down the stairs, the first thing we see is Marik and his little toy, up against the wall, making out like there is no tomorrow.
I clear my throat and Marik turns. His little toy catches sight of Ryou and squeals.
"Ryou-chan!"
Ryou takes a step back, eyes going wide as Marik's toy dives towards him, bringing them both to the ground.
"M-marik! Ack! Off!"
"Awww! But, Ryou-chan! I've missed you! We haven't seen each other in AGES!"
Ryou pushes against the other boy's shoulders. "It's been two days! Only two bloody days!"
Marik nuzzles his face into Ryou's neck. "But two days IS forever!"
Ryou sighs, seeming like he accepts the fact that Marik won't come off anytime soon.
"Alright, alright. I missed you too. Life isn't interesting without you around."
Marik giggles and climbs off of the albino, offering a hand to him. "That's all I wanted to hear, lovely. Oh yeah! And before I forget, this is Malik, my... coughlovercough. Don't tell my sister."
"I won't."
"And who is this handsome piece of eye candy?"
Ryou glances at me, then shakes his head.
"I'd like to know that too."
STARS!
I pull Ryou through the nightclub, avoiding my employees. At the back of the club, I push open the large, heavy oak door with care.
Ryou looks down the dark stairway nervously, before following me. The door closes behind us and Ryou lets out a small squeak and moves closer to me. I chuckle and wrap an arm around Ryou's slim waist, taking in his scent of strawberries and cream.
The boy is nervous, I can tell. He's tense and the faint smell of salty sweat is almost covered by the scent of fear.
"Ryou."
"Y-yes?"
"No matter what you see down here, promise me, don't faint."
He laughs a bit, then seems to realize that I wasn't joking. "W-why?"
"Because, when lies are revealed for what they are, it can be shocking to the point where the mind can't handle it."
Ryou's breathing stops for a moment, then he moves closer to me, hand searching for my own.
"What do you mean?"
I squeeze his hand and pull him though the door on the bottom of the steps, eyes adjusting to the light quickly. As Ryou struggles to see, I lead him closer to the throne.
The queen, the lovely Caitiff, stands, stepping forward, shock written across her face.
"R-ryou?"
Ryou stops rubbing his eyes and looks up, blood draining from his face.
"M-Mummy?"
Then he begins to fall, legs giving out, perfect eyes closing in shock.
I catch him in my arms before he hits the floor and pick him up neatly, bringing him to my Queen.
Her eyes are red with tears and she lets out a sob, reaching out to touch her son's face.
"My Ryou... How he has grown. He is so beautiful..."
She lets her hand drop. "Bring him home, Bakura-kun. It'll be better if he wakes up in his own bed."
I nod and bow to her, grabbing her hand as a last thought.
"Don't cry, my friend. He will be fine."
She closes her eyes and bites her lip, shaking her head.
"I'm sorry, my Ryou. I'm so sorry."
Okay, second chapter done. I was sorta unable to update for a while cause my stories didn't appear on my Stories list. -.-
I'm sorry that I can't respond to your reviews in my stories, but I will say thank you for the reviews! FF.N is making alot of rules. It's weird.
And keep in mind that I'ma review whore. I like reviews. Lots of em. . . Cause... Uhhh... It inspires me!
:P