Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Koware na Hato ❯ Ketsurui ( Chapter 4 )

Koware-Yasui Hato

by: Yumei

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A/N: x.x gomen nasai, minna-san! I was out of town for a while…to the land where no computers exist!
Me: Excuse me, may I use your computer?
Old Guy: heh? A what?
Me: …your computer?

Old Guy: A what?
Me: A COMPUTER!
*people stare*

Old Guy: Oh! …and just what is that, missy?
Me: …
Old Guy: Teenagers these days *chuckles*
Me: …
>.>;; yes…that really happened. *coughs* so anyways, I may as well get to work…Arigatou for the reviews ^^

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Chapter Four: Ketsurui

Fear… What force on earth could surpass the power of fear? Love, maybe. Ryou shook violently under the oddly gentle touch of his yami's body on top of him. Tears threatened his eyes as he was gently pushed onto the bed. It was too much like before. He was frightened beyond compare, but he had said he would do this…so he would. Frantically trying to calm his tense body, he wrapped his arms around his yami, pulling him closer as he was kissed.

Bakura opened his eyes, still kissing the boy's neck. Raising an eyebrow, he returned to Ryou's eye level. "Something wrong? This isn't going to work if you're shaking with fear and I don't intend on stopping."

The boy below turned his face to the side for a moment. "I…I can't help that I'm scared. But…but since I love you…I trust you. You promised you wouldn't hurt me."

"You love me?" Bakura choked on the words in utter shock. He instantly pulled off of the boy. Love… Hn…I forgot what that's supposed to mean. "Love…is worthless. Just because of love…I am now destroyed."

Sitting up as well, Ryou hesitantly wrapped his arms around his half-dressed yami. "You've loved someone before, hmm?" he said quietly, closing his large brown eyes. "Because I love you…you'll give up on me? Karakage-sama?"

"You…shut up." Bakura pushed the boy back down on the bed a bit roughly before rolling back on top of him. "I can't guarantee you won't be hurt anymore, Ryou."

Ryou remained silent as his shirt was slowly unbuttoned. He knew that already. This experience would hurt him physically and emotionally. His heart hurt more with every gentle touch down his bare chest.

Hands wandered slowly down the boy's girlish figure, undressing him as they went. Each and every touch sent tingles up his spine. Half of him couldn't believe he was actually doing this, but the other had already decided. Ryou wince slightly when every article of his clothing was removed. He opened one eye when he realized his yami was kissing him very gently. It was apparent he was trying not to hurt him, but the pain would come sooner or later.

Bakura kissed him quietly, slipping his tongue in when he felt the other mouth open. He couldn't let himself feel too guilty, otherwise he may not be able to go through with it. He slowly brought down his hands to play with the boy's nipples, trusting to let go of his wrists. He blinked in surprise when Ryou wrapped arms around him, moaning softly. This wouldn't be as hard as he thought.

Both were quickly hardening with every heated, passing moment. Bakura brought his lips down to the boy's nipples, sucking on them quietly, without a word. He let his hands wander over the small boy's body as he moaned softly.

Ryou squeezed his eyes shut. His head was pounding in his chest. He drew in his breath quickly when he felt his counterpart's erection brush against his own. The heat was driving him mad and he felt like he needed more. "Karakage-sama…"

Silently removing his pants, Bakura raised an eyebrow at the other. He suddenly felt horribly guilty, seeing the look on the boy's face. He simply shook his head and kissed his neck quietly. He narrowed his eyes at the bruise on Ryou's shoulder. "How did you get this?"

"Karakage-sama…" Ryou covered the bruise with his hand, feeling ashamed, "You…you gave it to me."

Shock struck him. Bakura fingered the larger one on the boy's face. He shot a glare at him. "Stupid," he muttered, shaking his head.

Ryou whimpered slightly as his yami kissed down his chest and stomach, becoming more eager. He cried out softly when he felt a hot, wet tongue licking at his erection. He grabbed the sheets beneath him in frustration. He felt tears leaking from his eyes.

"Don't bother crying," Bakura snapped rather coldly, "Just go along with it so I don't have to rape you."

This made the boy's eyes shoot open. "G-gomen nasai! I-" His apology was broken off by a loud moan. Bakura had taken in the other boy's length in his mouth, swirling his tongue and sucking.

Moaning and trembling all at once, Ryou resisted himself from thrusting up. He didn't want to anger Karakage-sama. Panting heavily, Ryou opened his eyes when he felt cold air hitting his rock hard erection. He looked at his yami with questioning eyes.

Bakura stood up and fumbled with the drawers, cursing under his breath in rapid old Egyptian. Didn't ever normal boy keep lotion or something around? He shot a look at a helpless looking Ryou. "Don't you have lotion?"

Ryou was confused by this. What on earth would Karakage-sama want with lotion? "Umm…in the bathroom?"

The boy lay on the bed quietly, watching his yami disappear out the door and quickly return with a bottle in his hand and a smirk on his face. Ryou trembled. He had a bad feeling about this.

"Don't bother asking," Bakura snapped quickly, rolling back on top of the boy. Without another word, he squeezed some of the cold and slimy substance out of the tube and carefully coated his fingers.

When Ryou finally stopped trembling enough to open his eyes, he stared at his yami in fascination. He was feeling himself blush from head to toe when the other fingered his entrance with silent dictation.

"This is going to hurt you," Bakura warned, although he wasn't exactly sure why he cared. Shaking the thoughts away, he slid one finger into he smaller boy. Bakura bit down on his lip. Damn, if Ryou thought this hurt… His hand was beginning to hurt from the tightness. When he felt Ryou relax slightly, he slid a second finger into the delicate hole, and before long, a third.

Ryou was once again on the verge of tears. This was worse than he possibly imagined. He was utterly frightened and it hurt. He cried softly when he felt those fingers stretch his opening further. Ryou didn't want to cry, but he couldn't help himself. "Karakage-sama…"

The dark boy didn't bother to respond this time. He went on with stretching the boy's skin. It could have been over by now if…why was he doing this for him? He could have just dove into the boy without a second thought, but here he was, preparing him. Bakura twitched when he heard Ryou cry. "Stop crying," he snapped. "Did you hear me, Ryou? Just stop."

"Gomen nasai," Ryou apologized, fighting back more tears. He had never felt this kind of pain before. He whimpered slightly and relaxed when he felt the fingers leave from his body. He still felt rather odd though and his bad feeling wouldn't resign itself. He chewed on his lip as he watched his yami coat himself with the cool lotion. Ryou felt his erection growing warmer and another blush cover his entire body.

Bakura raised an eyebrow at the look of amazement on Ryou's face. His cheeks had grown rosy and he looked…cute… Cursing himself, Bakura wiped off the rest of the lotion and snapped at Ryou to lay back down. This would most definitely hurt him.

A muffled scream rang through the room as Bakura entered the boy. He felt like banging his head against a wall. When Ryou finally stopped his screaming to a quiet sob, he finally felt he could go on again. He pushed in slowly, then out again. Each time he went deeper until Ryou was finally moaning in pleasure.

Now was the time to make the god-awful transfer. Bakura lay between Ryou's legs, still pumping at a steady pace. Kissing those soft lips made things easier. The heat of being together was burned into their minds. Before either of them realized, the transfer was complete and both were exhausted beyond imaginable.

Collapsing on top of the smaller boy, Bakura opened his eyes halfway. It was…his second chance. He would most likely sleep for another day or so, but seeing the look on Ryou's face…would let him dream peacefully.

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Ryou watched that sleeping face for a long time. Such similar features to his own. Karakage-sama was so tired that he slept for over another twelve hours. Ryou guessed that the spirit transfer was exhausting. Just as long as his yami slept, he watched that peaceful face.

His lip trembled. He couldn't believe it was real. Was the one he loved most in the world really lying there next to him, or was it all a torturing dream? Slowly he reached out to brush a few soft hairs away from that sleeping face.

Tears sprang at his eyes again. It wasn't a dream after all. The one he loved…was actually there. Sleeping peacefully… He could touch him. This had to be real.

Ryou's body ached in places he never dreamed existed. He groaned at the pain every time he moved. Wiping his eyes gently, he pulled closer to his yami's sleeping body, enjoying the touch. He may not be able to get another chance to hold him like this. Closing his eyes, the boy slowly fell asleep, holding on to his yami tightly, as if he would never let go.

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"You've done some good…Karakage-sama." Those teasing words sounded familiar. With such a haunting tone.

"Why do you always have to come back and haunt me? …Kawatori…" Bakura looked up to see that smiling face. Such an angel…

"Oh, bother…This is just your dream. I'm not kami-sama, you know. It's not like I can become the living dead. Besides…I think someone else has taken my place." The boy smiled at the other. "I'm so happy that you're finding yourself again. I'm also glad you remembered who I am."

"I never…really…forgot…" Bakura muttered under his breath. "What are you saying anyways? You think I did that because I…love him? I can't love anyone anymore. I only want you! No one is every going to replace you…"

"Don't be stubborn," the dream boy said, his cheerful smile fading, "You're confused about your own feelings. I don't want to be in the way. Is it because of me that you won't admit your feelings? Don't bother hiding from me, Karakage-sama. You…should tell him."

"What if I don't want to tell him?" Bakura snapped back, "I don't care about him. Why did you have to leave and ruin my life?! Why are you now coming back to talk to me as if we're still ok?!"

"There's no need to be so angry," Kawatori crossed his legs and shot his old lover a glare. "Please just realize…"

"I don't want to realize anything! I want you to come back to me!"

"…don't be like that… Don't lie to the one that loves you. Tell that boy…tell Ryou. You'll only hurt yourself by lying. Forget me…"

Bakura opened his eyes slowly. His eyes felt damp for some reason. He had this annoying feeling that he had an important dream that he had forgotten. He felt very warm. His eyes shot open when he found Ryou sleeping next to him.

At that moment, Ryou began to stir. He sat up, his back towards his yami. His shoulders trembled violently. "Is it true? You don't care about me. You would rather have him…"

The boy spun around to face his yami with sparkling tears in his eyes. "Suddenly I feel more pain than what we had done. This pain…" Ryou placed a hand over his fragile heart. "Why are you so cruel to me?"

"You ask me…why? Why am I cruel to you? Do you want to know, Ryou?" Bakura clenched his fists. "You wouldn't understand it! Damn history for repeating itself! I can't let you end up like him! You hear me?! What the hell would I do with myself if I let you just die? Would you want that?!"

Ryou let tears stream freely down his face. His heart hurt so much. It pounded with every breath, every word that was released from that mouth. Those same lips that he had actually kissed…

Why did it have to be this way? Why was life like this? Love is so painful… Ryou wanted to rip his heart out and let that be the end of his problems. Him, him, him… It was all about him. I'll never win over him…

Bakura turned away angrily. "I don't understand why you even care about me anyway. You've asked enough questions. Now I want to ask one. Why do you love me? How do you know it's me you love?"

"Love is…"

Love is…the greatest warmth in your heart

A feeling that will drive you mad

How do I know I love you?

Because…

"Because…when I look into your eyes…I feel my heart beat faster and stop all at once. That's how…"

That's how I know that I love you

Kawatori… Bakura squeezed his eyes painfully shut. The same answer…the same reply to the same question… He slowly turned to face Ryou's tearful face.

"Karakage-sama…do you love me?"

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A/N: x.x; yes, that's where this chapter stops…gomen nasai e.e;; *sweatdrops* I wonder why this chapter came out so oddly o_O I must have died ^^…*coughs* >.> I think I should clear some things up… I remember one of my reviewers mentioned the confusion about Bakura spending his past in Egypt. ^^; He *was* in Egypt. Kawatori was just a foreigner there that we call all assume is Japan…x_X even if it's historically impossible. n.n; ah…oh well… *yawns* I need some sleep x.x; Take care, minna-san! Please review! ^^;;