Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Lost and Found ❯ Lost and Found 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Hey you lot! I'm back….and not planned! I never plan my stories but I do have a bit of an idea on where this one's going. I think it might be a one shot but I could be wrong. I also have a muse! *pushes Haku forward* This, my friends, is Haku, from Spirited Away. I know his real name is Nigihayami Kohaku Nushi but that's a bit long so I just call him Haku.

Umm…this will be mainly RyouxBakura but there might be others suggested. I'm not sure if this'll count as angst or just turn into pure fluff so let's just wait `til the end.

Haku!

Haku: What is it you want?

Disclaimer!!

Haku: *grumbling* No one here owns YuGiOh. If anyone here did, they'd be rich and they wouldn't be writing fan fiction. It'd be put on TV!

And, before I forget, I don't know how I'll go with updating and flames will be used to burn down my school.

Also, Ryou will refer to Bakura as `Yami'. Yami won't actually appear in this fic and if he does he'd be referred to as `Pharaoh' cuz I hate the bloody guy.

The door slammed announcing the arrival of a certain white-haired yami. Ryou looked up from the book he was reading just in time to see a white blur head down the hall. The slamming of a door was heard to complete the scene. Ryou sighed.

He decided to leave his yami for the moment and went into the kitchen to find a snack. As he wandered back into the living room, a stab of anger and hurt hit him.

`How odd. I don't have a need to feel hurt and angry at this moment,' Ryou mused.

It was then that he realized it came from the other end of the mind-link that he shared; his yami's end.

`How strange. I know Yami to be angry and I do feel it sometimes, but I've never felt any hurt mixed with it. I think I better check on him.'

With that decided, Ryou wandered down the hall and into the room which he and his yami shared.

Ryou lived in Skyrise Apartments, number 801 in Domino City.(1) It was a rather cozy place for one person to live; and easy to manage. However, when Bakura got his own body, Ryou didn't have enough money to rent a new apartment, or buy a bed for Bakura.

The solution was, since Ryou's bed was big enough for two people; they would share. Ryou blushed when he had mentioned this to his yami, and he even offered to sleep on the couch, but Bakura told him to quit being a fool; and had pointed out that the bed was probably big enough to fit three people. Ryou agreed and that's how it's been for the past two years.

Bakura was lying on the bed, turned on his side, facing away from the door. He didn't acknowledge Ryou's presence as he entered the room. Ryou went over to the bed and sat down with his back facing Bakura.

"Yami?"

Bakura didn't answer so Ryou tried again.

"Yami? Yami, what's wrong?"

"None of your business Yadonushi." Bakura's voice sounded thick, as though he had been crying.

`But that's not possible. My yami never cries,' Ryou thought as he dismissed the suggestion.

"Yami, tell me what's wrong. Please, I only wish to help you."

"You can't help me Yadonushi. No one can help me." Bakura said quietly.

"Maybe I can. I am your Hikari. I can help you."

"No you can't Yadonushi!"

Ryou flinched as Bakura's voice suddenly rose in volume. Ryou turned around to look at Bakura, when he sensed Bakura was staring at him. Bakura's mahogany eyes were blood shot and puffy, and even though Ryou could see no trails of tears, he was sure that Bakura had been crying.

"Just go away Yadonushi. Just leave me."

Even though Ryou was used to Bakura's harsh words, he couldn't help feeling a little hurt at the fact that Bakura didn't want his help. Bakura turned away again and Ryou softly placed his hand on his shoulder.

"Please Yami? Tell me what's wrong. I've never seen you so hurt. You aren't alone."

WHACK!

Ryou held a hand up to his right cheek, the one that had been struck. Tears were starting to well up in his large, soulful, brown eyes as he stared at Bakura. Bakura looked a little shocked but quickly recovered and slipped on his mask of indifference. It was then that Ryou decided to leave the room.

Bakura P.O.V

Great, now Yadonushi is hurt. Why did I have to hit him? He was only trying to find out what was wrong; I did not need to lash out on him.

He's done nothing wrong except try to help me, and how did I repay him? By hitting him right in the face. Poor Yadonushi, I hope he doesn't think I hate him. What he said about me not being alone is false though. I have nobody now.

No one to care for me. If only I wasn't such a fool as to believe Malik. I should've realized it would never amount to anything more. I let my emotions get the better of me and now look what has happened. I can't, and won't bring myself to care for anyone any longer.

End Of Bakura's P.O.V

Ryou rushed out of the room with tears down his face.

`It hurts. I-I didn't mean to upset him further. I was only trying to help. I hope he saw that. Maybe I shouldn't have asked him just yet. I should have let him cool down. I've never seen Yami cry before. Something terrible must have happened to him to make him behave this way. I wonder what? I hope he's alright.'

Ryou went into the living room and huddled up on the couch with his knees tucked under his chin. The tears left their tracks down his face but no more spilled out of his eyes.

`Something must've happened between Yami and Malik.'

About two months after he got his own body, Bakura started seeing Malik. He'd meet him every day. Ryou knew they were sleeping with each other. He wasn't sure how Bakura felt but Ryou felt a little bit awkward sleeping in the same bed as his yami.

Bakura didn't seem to mind though so as long as they kept their distance while sleeping. He had never brought Malik over, and Ryou was grateful for that. Ryou didn't really know Malik that well but he was happy for Bakura. As long as Bakura was happy, he was happy and if Malik made him happy then so be it. But why was Bakura crying? What could Malik have done to upset him that much?

Ryou decided to find out what had happened with those two. He glanced at the clock.

`It shouldn't take too long to see what went wrong. It's not like I know him well enough to talk about trivial things anyway.'

Ryou got up from the couch, retrieved his coat from the closet and picked up his car keys and cell phone from the kitchen bench. A few paces from the door, Ryou turned back and headed towards his room again. He looked inside and Bakura's back was, again, turned to him.

`Maybe he's asleep.'

"Yami?" Ryou half whispered.

There was no reply.

"Yami, I'm just going to go out for a walk. Ring me on my cell phone if you want anything."

Ryou glanced at Bakura and, throwing caution to the wind, moved closer to him. He peered at Bakura's face, to make sure he was asleep, and kissed him on the cheek. Bakura moved a little and Ryou feared that he had been caught, but Bakura just turned so he was lying on his back.

Releasing the breath he had unconsciously been holding, Ryou toyed with Bakura's silver locks before leaving the room and heading out the door.

As Ryou walked, he mused about his feelings for Bakura. He wasn't clear on his exact feelings but he was sure that he liked Bakura in a more than friendly way.

`Possibly a crush?' Ryou thought. `No, I'm sure it's more than that. Even if I do feel awkward about sharing a bed with Yami, it is quite nice knowing he is beside me, even if it isn't every night.'

As Ryou continued to muse on his feelings, his feet took him automatically to Malik's house. Ryou had only been there a few times but he had a good enough memory to remember where Malik lived.

Ryou walked up to the door and knocked on it a few times. There was no answer but Ryou decided to knock again, only louder. Pressing his ear against the door, he heard someone gasping.

`They could be in trouble.'

Ryou decided to try his luck on the doorknob and, surprisingly, it was left unlock. Ryou heard more noise and decided they had to be in the living room. The noises had indeed gotten louder as Ryou approached said room, but the sight that greeted him was one that shocked him to the core.

Malik was drenched in sweat, lying on the couch while another blonde haired person was on top of him, thrusting into him at a frantic pace.

"Ohhhh, Mariku! Right there! Ugh! Harder! Faster!"

Things got to boiling point as the blonde named Mariku, grabbed Malik's member and pumped it in time with his thrusts.

"Ohhhhhhh!! Marikuuuu!! Ugh! OH RA!! I'M COMING MARIKU!"

Ryou had seen enough. Red faced at seeing that sight, he quickly but quietly left the room and the house. He couldn't believe what he saw. Malik was cheating on his yami, with someone that looked remarkably like himself. He took a minute to think about it and then it came to him.

`He was cheating on Bakura with his own yami!' (Clever lil thing ain't he? ^.~ )

No one had ever seen Ryou angry and even he doubted that he had been that angry in his life. His anger, however, soon ebbed away, and was replaced for sorrow, sorrow for his own yami.

`Poor Yami. He must've given his heart to Malik. So what did Malik go and do? He ripped it out and tapped dance on it! That's enough to make anyone cry! Yami must have walked in on them. Like I did….'

Ryou decided to buy dinner on the way home. He ended up walking to the fish `n chip shop on the corner and ordering a triple meat burger and a vegetarian burger. (2)

`Yami consumes enough meat for the both of us.'

As he walked back home with his meal, he passed a bakery. He decided to go in and buy something special to cheer Bakura and himself up. He ended up walking out with four cream puffs and two chocolate croissants.

When Ryou returned home, he was surprised to hear to TV on.

`Yami must've woken up.'

"Yami? I bought home some dinner if you're hungry."

"I'm not hungry Yadonushi. Maybe later."

It wasn't like Bakura to turn down a meal but Ryou understood what Bakura was going through.

`Hopefully this will pass. As surprising as it sounds, I'm starting to miss the old Yami.'

"I'll leave it in the oven for you to eat tomorrow."

Ryou put the burger in the oven and the pastries in the refrigerator. He then went and sat on the couch. He was careful not to sit too close to his yami and began eating his burger while staring at the TV. Halfway through his burger, Ryou decided that he didn't feel like it anymore and put the remaining half in the oven.

Bakura glanced at Ryou when he came back to sit on the couch. Ryou was holding one of the four creampuffs and a cup of hot chocolate. Bakura knew that when Ryou drank hot chocolate, he always got sleepy. Ryou began to eat through his creampuff, taking sips of hot chocolate at intervals. When the last of the creampuff was eaten, Ryou drained his cup of chocolate and took it to the sink. As Ryou sank into the couch, he yawned and curled into a little ball. About a half hour later, quiet, wispy snores could be heard when Bakura switched off the TV. Bakura gazed at his Hikari and his hand unconsciously went to pet the fluffy white locks. As he realized what he was doing, Bakura pulled back his hand.

`No, I can't do this. I'm getting emotionally involved again. I can't let it happen this time. I can't get close to my hikari. He'll just hurt me.'

He glanced at his hikari again and was surprised to see that he was stroking his hair again.

`Hmph. Treacherous limb.'

Even as he thought that, he didn't pull his hand away.

`He would hurt me. He will hurt me. I know he will. He'll toy with my feelings until he finds someone better and then he'll throw me away like a used toy…but,' he glanced at Ryou, `Yadonushi would never do that. He's different. He'd never hurt someone intentionally. He's kind to everybody and expects nothing in return…'

As Bakura continued to stroke Ryou's hair, he continued to muse about his hikari and his life. Bakura, in the end, decided to see if Ryou had any feelings for him and if he did, then Bakura would act on them. This would also test how he felt about Ryou.

It was around 11 o'clock that Bakura decided to head off to bed. He looked down at the hikari that had ended up on his lap and noticed it. On the tip of Ryou's nose was a little bit of cream, a souvenir from his creampuff. Bakura bent down and licked at the tip of Ryou's nose, savouring the sweetness of the cream mixed with something that was uniquely Ryou.

Bakura decided to carry Ryou to bed as he didn't want him to be complaining of a sore neck or back when he woke up. Bakura placed Ryou's arms loosely around his neck and Ryou's legs around his waist. Ryou, unconsciously, wrapped his limbs tightly around Bakura and nuzzled his neck.

"I'm sorry Bakura…." Ryou whispered.

Bakura glanced down yet again, before wrapping his arms around Ryou's waist and walking to their room. He laid Ryou on the bed and stripped him down to his boxers before putting on a t shirt, three sizes too big, on him. Bakura himself then stripped down to his own boxers before slipping into bed. He turned his head to look at his hikari. He seemed to be doing that a lot tonight.

`I'm going to regret doing this in the morning.'

Bakura sighed and pulled Ryou closer to him. Ryou's nose found its way to Bakura's neck and his arms wrapped around Bakura's waist.

`He's glomping me like I'm his giant teddy bear. I really am going to regret this….'

Bakura nuzzled Ryou's hair, with his cheek and whispered, "Sweet dreams Yadonushi," before succumbing to the darkness as well.

Heh. I'm not sure if that's done or not. If people request it, I will probably tie up the loose ends….I'm sure there are heaps in there.

(1)Ryou actually lives there in the manga! ^^ I'm proud that I know that.

(2) Ryou's not vegetarian. I made him think that Bakura's eats enough meat so he doesn't have to eat as much.

Glossary:

Yadonushi: Landlord

Yami: Dark, Dark-side

Hikari: Light, Light-side

I think that's it. If you want to chat and spread the love of Ryou and Bakura, then IM me at xryoubakurax@hotmail.com. ^^ Just remove the spaces!

Cheerio