Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Inner Struggle ❯ nightmares and homework ( Chapter 7 )

Inner Struggle

Author's Notes: Sorry I haven't updated in a very, very long time. I've been over my friend's house, then my cousin's, then my uncle's. Everything's been a bit hectic, I couldn't write up my story anywhere but home. I kept thinking and thinking of my next chapter, I kept running to dead ends, so… I'm going to do the "make up the story as I go" routine.

Disclaimers: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, but I do own volume 1 and 2 of the D.N. Angel manga I bought in New York =^_^=

Part 7

The world around me seemed distance, I felt scared, alone. I looked over my shoulder. Bakura, he's standing there, tall and silent. His hair points to the ground like daggers on a ceiling. But his eyes, something seemed different; he's calm, and sad. "Bakura!" I called out to him.

He turned away from me, and started walking into nothingness. "You'll never understand…" he whispered in a deep low voice as he trailed farther in the darkness. Trails of tears ran down my face as my eyes widen in fear. I slowly pulled myself up and ran toward the fading yami.

"Bakura! Come back! I don't care what you did to me, just don't leave me alone!" I shouted in the distance. Gravity seemed to have got the best of me as I collapsed on the dark empty ground. I wanted to shout to him, but my mouth seemed to have gone mute, nothing came out.

I watched helplessly on the floor watching the only one I ever loved walking away from my life. Shrouds of clouds flowed from behind me as I kneeled to the ground, sniffling over Bakura…

My eyes snapped open as the phone rang loudly into my ears. I muffled into the fluffy pillow hoping it'd stop ringing. It didn't seem like the caller would stop, so I slowly moved over to the phone, and picked it up. "This is the Bakura residence, who's calling?" I moaned.

"Ryou? Is that you? Were you asleep? I'm sorry" Yugi's voice said. I pulled myself up so I'm sitting on the bed, "Yeah, it's me, don't worry about waking me up, I'll have to get up eventually," I yawned. Actually, I'm glad he woke me up; I thought all that was real, or was it?

"Well, The reason why I called is why weren't you at school lately, it's not like you to miss school this often," he said. There was silence on the phone, I know Yugi's not the type to fall for some lame excuse. I can't keep saying I'm sick, then it'll seem like I'm ill everyday.

"I'll tell you later about, just not right now…" I whispered. "Uh… I got your schoolwork, do you want me to come over to give it to you? You can explain when I'm over there," he said in a cheerful tune.

I stared into the phone, if I said no, it'd be very rude, plus he'd be more suspicious, maybe I could tell him, after all, he understands what's it like to have a yami, but his is much less cruel and his could send away my yami…

"… Uh… Ryou? Are you there? Should I come?" asked Yugi. Snapping out of my thoughts, "Sure, I need to catch up on my schoolwork anyways," I said in my usual British accent.

"Okay Ryou! I'll be there in thirty minutes! Just me and you!" The voice cheered, and a click followed. My hands put the phone down. Should I really tell him what's going on? I just can't hold all these thoughts in my head.

I looked down at the ring on my chest, something didn't seem right. The millennium item seemed… empty. Wait, if Bakura's not here…where is he?

Wearing only my T-shirt and shorts, I hopped off the bed and dashed into the living room. He wasn't there, but… the front door's open. My eyes widen in shock as a large hand covered my mouth, the other holding me tightly against the attacker's body. I heard the front door slam shut and myself carried into the living room.

I struggled and kicked in the air, muffling anything that sounds like help through the enemy's gloves. The attacker's arms held on to my tighter, making it harder to breath. "Shut up weakling!" A large slap came across my face, leaving a red mark on my soft cheeks.

I felt a handkerchief wrapped around my eyes, leaving me blind and helpless. My hands were held together behind my back by a very thick rope. The attacker pushed me down to the ground on my knees.

I heard a zipper, the hand grabbed a flock of my hair, and pushed my head down. The disgusting taste of the beast entered my mouth, my mind wanted to scream. The rapist moaned as he gripped tightly on my hair, pushing in and out of my small mouth.

Where are you Bakura!? Why did you leave me when I needed you the most? I felt myself pushed to the ground, hands pulled off my sky blue shorts. I was helpless, I felt the man entered me, I felt like I was being split apart, the old wounds come sprouting back into my system. I screamed as loud as my voice can take me.

The man stopped groaning after I heard a glass clashed. The pieces shattered over my skin. The floor had a mixture of my blood and his. I could hear the man's cries of pain as punches and kicks landed on his side.

I felt the handkerchief leave my face, my eyes flatter opened, to see… Bakura… My face was filled with joy, "Bakura…" I whispered weakly as I leaned on his chest. Everything seemed to flatter away. I didn't care if he's late, to know he's returned makes me feel satisfied…

- *Ahem* let me know how u like it, I hope I'm not making the story too weird or anything! =>_<= Let me know how you think! *gets a shotgun* I really should edit more and look over the chapter b4 I post it…. *hugs Ryou*