Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ More Than Just That ❯ Chapter 10 ( Chapter 10 )
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By: lDragen 
Bakura and Yami Marik make the final decision about their relationship.... Read Warning and Disclaimer!
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Horror / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.18.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 955 | Visits: 300 | Status: Completed
Bakura and Yami Marik make the final decision about their relationship.... Read Warning and Disclaimer!
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Horror / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.18.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 955 | Visits: 300 | Status: Completed
Warnings: Yaoi(MalexMale), Auish, OOCness, Rape, Minor, Mild Language, Strong
Violence, and Strong Angst.
Disclaimer: I don't own YuGiOh, but I do use its characters for my own sick and
twisted imagination.
Read these notes before you start story: I'm doing my own version of what happened
to Bakura in the past, so fuck what you have to say about me being wrong.
Yami No Bakura will be called Bakura in past and Bakura in present.
Yami No Yugi will be called Atemu in past and Yami Yugi in present.
Ryou Bakura will be called Ryou in present.
Yugi Mouto will be called Yugi in present.
Marik Ishtar will be called Marik in the past.
Joey Wheeler will be called Jounouchi in past and Joey in present.
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Chapter 10
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Bakura sat in his soul room, his conversation with Marik kept playing over
and over in his mind....
Thats when suddenly, the white haired yami realized something.
'I can't love him anymore' Bakura thought, holding onto himself.
~~~
"Why... do I feel so cold?" Ryou said, suddenly holding onto himself with
no sort of reason at all.
'Is it my yami's emotion and memories' Ryou asked himself in his thoughts,
falling to the ground.
"So... cold and lonely..." Ryou said, tears streaming down his pale cheeks.
Suddenly, for the first time, he felt sorry for his yami."Please tell me
whats wrong yami...."
~~~
Bakura heard his vessel beg for him to tell his problem.
"I will never confrot my vessel," Bakura spat to himself, anger building up
inside of him.
The white haired yami decided to take over his vessel's body to search for
Marik again. He did, feeling his host's features turn into his dark and dull
look.
"Now, to search for Marik," Bakura said, refusing to say 'my lover'.
He used the millenium ring's pendents to help him search for the sandy blonde
haired boy. After several paths of running, he sees the boy sitting on a boy
in the corner of a street.
"I was waiting for you, my lover," Yami Marik smirked, standing up and
pressing his body against Bakura's.
"You know, I don't love you," Bakura replied bluntly."The only reason I might
even consider staying with you is just to have a good fucker."
"Oh, so your not still offended by the fact you were raped when you were only
twelve years old by the pharoah?" Yami Marik smirked, laughing at the white
haired yami's scowl.
"Just the shut the hell up about that!" Bakura snarled.
"Have you even fucked someone since that incident?" Yami Marik intimidated
Bakura further.
"No," Bakura snapped."But I considered doing some to my host."
"You should," Yami Marik snickered."He gots a nice slim body, plus a tight
looking ass, which you obviously inherited from him." The sandy blonde haired
yami gestured to the slim body Bakura currently had control over.
"I liked my other body better," Bakura said lowly.
"But I like your host's body better, its easier to... dominant forcefully,"
Yami Marik replied back evilly, pressing more against Bakura.
"I'm not in the mood," Bakura growled, pushing Yami Marik off of him.
Bakura stuck his hands in his pockets, leaving the other yami confused on
the ground.
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Bakura's POV
Love: Something I left 5000 years ago.
Hate: Something I can't stop doing.
Happiness: Something I haven't felt in 5000 years.
Sorrowness: Something that I don't want to go as low to feeling.
These words seems so much to me, but so worthless at that same time...
I'm so confused, I feel like a puzzle that can never be solved, because I'm
missing a piece that wasn't meant to be found.
I hate everything.
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The End
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Authoress's Notes: Thanks for reading 'More Than Just That'. Just a hint, if
you want to see my upcoming stories check out my profile. I'll have the name,
rating, pairing, and summary for the story in it! Also, remember, all my
stories are yaoi! ^_^; So, if you got a problem with it I suggest you stay
away from it, because all I can do is just have warnings up.
Authoress: Bakura, how did you like the story?
Bakura: GOD! I'm suppose to be the one hurting the pharoah, not him hurting
me!
Authoress: ^^; Yeah, sure, whatever you say.
Bakura: Damn right.
Authoress: Anyways, enough about you, how are my beautiful readers?
Fans: *cheers Authoress on*
Haters: *throws tomatoes at the Authoress*
Authoress: >_> How dare you! *does the matrix to dodge all tomatoes*
Haters: o_O
Authoress: ^^;
Bakura: >_< God, just shut the hell up and upload the damn chapter.
Authoress: Alright >_<
Violence, and Strong Angst.
Disclaimer: I don't own YuGiOh, but I do use its characters for my own sick and
twisted imagination.
Read these notes before you start story: I'm doing my own version of what happened
to Bakura in the past, so fuck what you have to say about me being wrong.
Yami No Bakura will be called Bakura in past and Bakura in present.
Yami No Yugi will be called Atemu in past and Yami Yugi in present.
Ryou Bakura will be called Ryou in present.
Yugi Mouto will be called Yugi in present.
Marik Ishtar will be called Marik in the past.
Joey Wheeler will be called Jounouchi in past and Joey in present.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 10
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bakura sat in his soul room, his conversation with Marik kept playing over
and over in his mind....
Thats when suddenly, the white haired yami realized something.
'I can't love him anymore' Bakura thought, holding onto himself.
~~~
"Why... do I feel so cold?" Ryou said, suddenly holding onto himself with
no sort of reason at all.
'Is it my yami's emotion and memories' Ryou asked himself in his thoughts,
falling to the ground.
"So... cold and lonely..." Ryou said, tears streaming down his pale cheeks.
Suddenly, for the first time, he felt sorry for his yami."Please tell me
whats wrong yami...."
~~~
Bakura heard his vessel beg for him to tell his problem.
"I will never confrot my vessel," Bakura spat to himself, anger building up
inside of him.
The white haired yami decided to take over his vessel's body to search for
Marik again. He did, feeling his host's features turn into his dark and dull
look.
"Now, to search for Marik," Bakura said, refusing to say 'my lover'.
He used the millenium ring's pendents to help him search for the sandy blonde
haired boy. After several paths of running, he sees the boy sitting on a boy
in the corner of a street.
"I was waiting for you, my lover," Yami Marik smirked, standing up and
pressing his body against Bakura's.
"You know, I don't love you," Bakura replied bluntly."The only reason I might
even consider staying with you is just to have a good fucker."
"Oh, so your not still offended by the fact you were raped when you were only
twelve years old by the pharoah?" Yami Marik smirked, laughing at the white
haired yami's scowl.
"Just the shut the hell up about that!" Bakura snarled.
"Have you even fucked someone since that incident?" Yami Marik intimidated
Bakura further.
"No," Bakura snapped."But I considered doing some to my host."
"You should," Yami Marik snickered."He gots a nice slim body, plus a tight
looking ass, which you obviously inherited from him." The sandy blonde haired
yami gestured to the slim body Bakura currently had control over.
"I liked my other body better," Bakura said lowly.
"But I like your host's body better, its easier to... dominant forcefully,"
Yami Marik replied back evilly, pressing more against Bakura.
"I'm not in the mood," Bakura growled, pushing Yami Marik off of him.
Bakura stuck his hands in his pockets, leaving the other yami confused on
the ground.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bakura's POV
Love: Something I left 5000 years ago.
Hate: Something I can't stop doing.
Happiness: Something I haven't felt in 5000 years.
Sorrowness: Something that I don't want to go as low to feeling.
These words seems so much to me, but so worthless at that same time...
I'm so confused, I feel like a puzzle that can never be solved, because I'm
missing a piece that wasn't meant to be found.
I hate everything.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The End
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Authoress's Notes: Thanks for reading 'More Than Just That'. Just a hint, if
you want to see my upcoming stories check out my profile. I'll have the name,
rating, pairing, and summary for the story in it! Also, remember, all my
stories are yaoi! ^_^; So, if you got a problem with it I suggest you stay
away from it, because all I can do is just have warnings up.
Authoress: Bakura, how did you like the story?
Bakura: GOD! I'm suppose to be the one hurting the pharoah, not him hurting
me!
Authoress: ^^; Yeah, sure, whatever you say.
Bakura: Damn right.
Authoress: Anyways, enough about you, how are my beautiful readers?
Fans: *cheers Authoress on*
Haters: *throws tomatoes at the Authoress*
Authoress: >_> How dare you! *does the matrix to dodge all tomatoes*
Haters: o_O
Authoress: ^^;
Bakura: >_< God, just shut the hell up and upload the damn chapter.
Authoress: Alright >_<