Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ I Care ❯ A Little Talk ( Chapter 10 )

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Ryou swallowed and opened his mouth again but nothing came out. Bakura took yet another step closer, backing Ryou up against the wall.

�That saddens me Ryou. For I wouldn�t want you so unhappy that you felt you had to go around telling people about it.� Ryou bit his limp, he was shaking now. Why wouldn�t Bakura just hit him and get it over with?

Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.08.2006 | Pages: 6 | Words: 4.6K | Visits: 246 | Status: Work In Progress

Emmy: Hello reviewers! I'm happy right now and I don't know why! My mood always affects my writing, like when Ryou smelled the pasta; we were having pasta that night. Sorry if this is a little late. Busy, busy, busy! Now I have voice lessons on top of everything else!

Raven: Yes, life is busy! Anyway, we hope you like this chapter. And just as an announcement, I would like to tell you that we released a one chapter story called Flaming Squirrels!

Emmy: Don't ask. It's kinda weird but I hope it's funny.

Ryou: …Not to me…

Bakura: Or me… (Glares at Emmy)

Emmy: (Sweat drops) Can I make it up to you in any way?

Ryou: Hmm…how about a gift?

Emmy: (Hands Ryou giant teddy bear)

Ryou: Yay!

Bakura: What about me?

Raven: (Hands him a giant box of dynamite)

Emmy: Bad idea Ray…

A Little Talk

Ryou walked slowly down the sidewalk, his heart beating fast, and his breathing was shaky from fear. He was only a few blocks away from certain pain. Flashes of Bakura's angry glare flashed through his mind and he cringed.

“Oh god…” he thought. What would Bakura do this time? Stab him? Lock him in the closet for a few days? Break a bone? Or would he…

Ryou reached back and lightly felt where his scars were.

Every step he took seemed to be one step closer to his own death. His legs felt like lead bars were attached to them, his stomach seemed to think he was on a roller coaster, and his stupid hands would not stop shaking!

After what seemed to be an eternity Ryou stood outside his house. He took the key out from under the mat and shakily unlocked the door. He took one deep breathe before slowly opening the front door and slipping into the darkness.

The darkness consumed him. There was not light anywhere. He wasn't sure if he should wait or go up to his room. Certainly Bakura had a plan for him. For a moment Ryou did nothing but stand there and tremble, occasionally looking around incase his yami was trying to sneak up on him. He even breathed softer, his ears straining to hear the sound of feet hitting floor.

The suspense was killing him. He almost wanted to find Bakura and get it all over with.

Cautiously Ryou scooted forward a bit, looking around in the darkness. His eyes had adjusted by now and he could make out the outline of some things. He scooted forward a bit more.

He opened his mouth. If Bakura knew he was trying to hide he would hurt him more.

“But Yami talked to Bakura remember? He said Bakura wouldn't hurt you anymore.” The small voice in his head reminded him.

“He said Bakura said he wouldn't be as rough with me any more but it doesn't matter. Bakura will still hurt me, especially if it angers Yami.”

“Bakura-sama? I-I'm home, d-do you n-need anything?” he asked timidly.

“Hello light,” a voice said. Ryou jumped and looked to where the voice had come from. “No I don't need anything right now. Actually I'd like to have a word with you.”

“This is it.” Ryou thought. “I'm doomed. I'm dead. There's nothing I can do now.”

“Y-yes Bakura-sama,” Ryou replied sadly. He looked down at the floor, waiting for a strike or any kind of movement.

“The Pharaoh came by yesterday,” Bakura said calmly. Ryou felt warm breath hit his face and scooted back towards the wall.

“He told me that you and him had a little chat. Is that true?” Bakura asked, his voice still calm. The strangeness of his tone scared Ryou.

“Y-yes Bakura-sama,” Ryou replied guiltily.

“So it is also true that you told the Pharaoh of our little spats?” Bakura asked, a bit of annoyance in his voice.

“Y-yes Bakura-sama. I-I'm s-sorry,” Ryou said, he felt like he was going to burst into tears at any moment.

“Do you know how that makes me look? Do you know how the makes me feel?” Bakura asked calmly, taking another step closer. Ryou wasn't sure if he should answer.

“I asked you a question,” Bakura reminded him.

“I-I don't know Bakura-sama,” Ryou replied quietly.

“It makes me look very bad when my hikari goes to my worst enemy seeking friendship. It also makes me feel Ryou that you are not happy here. Are you happy with me Ryou?” Bakura's tone was one Ryou recognized. He used it before getting very violent.

“I-I..” Ryou didn't know what to say.

“Yes?” Bakura asked.

Ryou swallowed and opened his mouth again but nothing came out. Bakura took yet another step closer, backing Ryou up against the wall.

“That saddens me Ryou. For I wouldn't want you so unhappy that you felt you had to go around telling people about it.” Ryou bit his limp, he was shaking now. Why wouldn't Bakura just hit him and get it over with?

“And usually I would feel a fitting solution to this problem would be a nice lesson.” Ryou closed his eyes, wanting to be anywhere but there.

“But,” Bakura's voice was sharp. “Because you've been such a good student I will let you off…this time.”

Ryou didn't move. It took a second for Bakura's words to sink in. He opened his eyes and slowly lifted his head up to stare into the outline of the thief's face. What was he saying? Did this mean he wasn't going to punish him?

“Now what do you say?” Bakura asked, using the same tone.

“T-thank you?” Ryou said, unsure of what to say.

“Good. Now as for lying to me, well I can't let you get off for that…” Ryou took in a sharp breathe. He knew there was a catch! But lying? What was Bakura talking about?

“Remember? Why just yesterday morning you told me you were no longer sick but…” Bakura put a hand up to Ryou's forehead and Ryou flinched. “…why you're quite warm.” Ryou swallowed but for some reason he couldn't seem to breathe. He had totally forgotten about being sick, the excitement of the day before had pushed it out of his mind.

“It would be a shame if you got all of your friends sick. I would have you stay home tomorrow but I'm pretty sure the Pharaoh would think I'd killed you. Besides, you're school would get suspicious. So, instead…” Ryou closed his eyes again. This was it!

“…I forbid you to leave the house this weekend.” It took another moment for these words to sink in. What? No pain again? Was Bakura taunting him? Ryou looked up in surprise. There was a moment of silence in which neither of them spoke. Ryou was shocked. Bakura hadn't hurt him…yet.

“That means no contact with your friends what so ever,” Bakura said, his voice was stern and commanding. “Do you understand?” Ryou swallowed and nodded. It sounded more like Bakura was…grounding him rather then hitting him!

“Good…” Ryou felt the spirit move away but to where he had no idea. Ryou just stood there for a moment, dumbstruck. Bakura hadn't hurt him…Did that mean…did Yami's talk work or…was Bakura being nice?

Finally Ryou was able to make himself walk upstairs to his room and sit on his bed. Once there the tears of fear he had been holding back flooded out of his eyes, although he did not make a sound.

“Bakura didn't hurt me…” he thought. The stress and worry that had been churning in his stomach all day fell away, which left Ryou rather tired.

“I've been worrying all day and all last night for nothing? All Bakura did was ground me!” Although Ryou was quite relieved about his yami's sudden change he was a bit annoyed at the fear he'd gone through and all for nothing!

“Maybe it's only to get Yami off his back for a while…or maybe…I knew he always had a good side!”

Ryou whipped away the few tears, pulled out his books and began to do his homework. There wasn't much else to do and at the moment staring off into space to think about his problems didn't seem to appealing.

Bakura's P.O.V

Bakura watched his light trembling. His eyes were fearful as they darting around, searching for the monster in the darkness.

“This will be fun…” Bakura thought. He silently strode over to his fragile light until he was about two feet away. The Thief King had to admit it…he had a strange feeling in his stomach at seeing his light like that…Ryou was kinda cute when he was scared…in the little brother way…

“You're perverted!” his voice said in disgust. Bakura frowned but ignored the angry voice. It was right though. He thought Ryou looked cute when he was scared?

“When you put it that way it does sound perverted…”

“Bakura-sama? I-I'm home, d-do you n-need anything?” he asked timidly. Bakura smirked.

“Hello light,” he replied in his calm but creepy tone. Ryou jumped back and stared blindly at Bakura. “No I don't need anything right now. Actually I'd like to have a word with you.”

“Yes Bakura-sama…” Ryou replied, his voice filled with sadness as if he knew what was coming. The white haired boy looked down at the ground, he also looked kinda…cute when he was sad.

“The Pharaoh came by yesterday,” Bakura said calmly, moving closer to his light. Ryou took a step back.

“He told me that you and he had a little chat. Is that true?” Bakura asked his voice still calm. The fear in Ryou's eyes was easy to see. Although Ryou might not have been able to see so well in the darkness Bakura had spent 5000 years in the darkness and was well used to it by now.

“Y-yes Bakura-sama,” Ryou replied guiltily. A little feeling of regret went through Bakura, seeing his light's discomfort. But he knew stopping now was out of the question. His light's discomfort had never stopped him before and it wouldn't stop him now.

“So it is also true that you told the Pharaoh of our little spats?” Bakura asked, adding a bit of annoyance in his voice for good measure.

“Y-yes Bakura-sama. I-I'm s-sorry,” Ryou squeaked.

“Do you know how that makes me look? Do you know how the makes me feel?” Bakura asked calmly, taking another step closer. Ryou didn't reply.

“I asked you a question,” Bakura reminded him.

“I-I don't know Bakura-sama,” Ryou replied quietly, still trying to avoid Bakura's gaze.

“It makes me look very bad when my hikari goes to my worst enemy seeking friendship. It also makes me feel Ryou that you are not happy here. Are you happy with me Ryou?”

“I-I…”

“Yes?” Bakura asked. He actually wanted to know the boy's answer.

Ryou swallowed and opened his mouth again but nothing came out. Bakura took yet another step closer, backing Ryou up against the wall.

“Note to self: Teach Ryou to never fall into the traps of his enemies. Now that I've cornered him he has no where else to go…”

When the boy didn't reply Bakura knew the answer. He shook his head.

“That saddens me Ryou. For I wouldn't want you so unhappy that you felt you had to go around telling people about it.” Ryou bit his limp, he was shaking harder now.

“And usually I would feel a fitting solution to this problem would be a nice lesson.” Bakura saw Ryou closed his eyes, preparing himself for pain.

“But,” Bakura's voice was sharp. “Because you've been such a good student I will let you off…this time.”

Ryou didn't move. It took a second for Bakura's words to sink in. He opened his eyes and slowly lifted his head up to stare into the outline of the thief's face. Bakura looked into the young boy's shocked eyes.

“Now what do you say?” Bakura asked, using the same tone.

“T-thank you?” Ryou asked more then replied. Bakura smiled. No matter how many times he changed his expression he still looked…cute.

“Good. Now as for lying to me, well I can't let you get off for that…” Ryou took in a sharp breathe and Bakura saw confusion in his eyes.

“Remember? Why just yesterday morning you told me you were no longer sick but…” Bakura put a hand up to Ryou's forehead and Ryou flinched. Bakura was well used to that by now. His light's forehead was not particularly hot but one very important thing the thief had learned in his profession was reverse psychology. “…why you're quite warm.”

Bakura looked at his trembling light. That's what they'd work on next, Bakura would teach him not to shake. But for now he decided to go easy on his light, for not once, even when Bakura had been choking him the day before, even when Bakura had been about to send Aly to the Shadow Realm, had Ryou cried. At least Bakura hadn't seen him cry…

“…I forbid you to leave the house this weekend.” Bakura smirked slightly, watching.

It took a moment for these words to sink in. Eventually Ryou looked up at him, another surprised look on his face. It was still cute, how surprised he looked. Bakura liked it. Hurting Ryou for no reason would only scare the teen away, which was not what Bakura wanted. Teasing him was just plane fun. Although Bakura still had to keep his light intimidated by him.

“That means no contact with your friends what so ever!” he added sternly. Ryou blinked, still in shock.

“Do you understand?” Ryou nodded slowly.

“Good…” Bakura replied, and with that he stepped away from his cornered light and returned to the shadows.

Bakura watched from the hall as his light finally climbed the steps to his room. For now he would let Ryou have peace…but when the weekend came…no friends…just him and Ryou…he would give his light another lesson.

“Hopefully,” Bakura thought. “He'll learn faster than last time…What better way to learn than by learning from your own mistakes?”

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Emmy: I know, another short chapter! But it was the only way to fit in the next development of the story!

Raven: Please R&R anyway! Review + Emmy = HAPPY/INSPIRED! At least on of us pays attention in math!