Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ My Sweet Tenshi ❯ Hurting a Tenshi ( Chapter 1 )

My Sweet Tenshi

Chapter One: Hurting a tenshi.

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Yaio, Shonen ai, maybe some OOC and Tea' Gardener/Anzu Mazaki bashing.

Paring(s): Ryou/Bakura (implied) Yugi/Yami

Disclamer: Look. You really think I'd be writing this if I owned Yugi. If you think I own Yu-Gi-Oh, you must have been dropped on your head as a baby.

(Ryou's POV)

When I first saw my Yami I didn't know what to expect. I fell in love with him. I'm weak and pathetic. I don't deserve him. He's a fallen angel. I've grown to like the beatings. I know he notices me. It doesn't hurt much anymore. I love my yami, Bakura. I don't know why. It's not like I like pain. I've just fallen for a five thousand year old Tomb Robber. I love him. I can't lie. Not even to myself. People might think I'm crazy. I always expected myself to fall in love with a woman. Not my other half. When I'm with him, I feel complete. It's not like when people have known each other forever, and they say they're like ying and yang. Two halves to a whole. That's how I feel next to Bakura. Away from him I feel empty. Worthless.

He is what makes me who I am. I remember, when I first realized that I loved him.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Flashback ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

`I'm gonna be late. Sensei hates it when I'm late. Especailly on Mondays,' I thought as I ran down the street, hurring to my first peroid class, when I was stopped. It was Ushio. I didn't like him. He always made me give him my lunch money, but I didn't yesterday. I ran away.

" Hey, prick, why did ya run away from me yesterday. And in the middle of our `coversation,'" Ushio said sneering expression on his face.

Ushio lifted his fist. I braced myself for the impact. I knew from my prevous beatings, that I might recover in time for third period. I was shaking in fear, awaiting a punch that never came. Soon I heard a replusive crack, followed by a familiar voice.

" Touch, my Hikari again, and a broken arm is the least of your worries."

I looked up to see my fearce yami, mocking a man taller, than him. What I saw next made hope flicker inside me. Was that look of corcern for me? Or was I just imagining it? Wishful thinking I concluded. Wishful thinking. My yami was making Ushio cry, which seemed a sight that was nearly impossible. Had my yami caused so much pain to the huge bullie before my eyes? Did he do it because he cared? No… He must have saved me because, he thought that him, and only him was allowed to cause me pain. Or was it paying me back, for when I begged Yugi's yami to bring him back from the shadow realm. When I begged Yami, I didn't even know why I wanted him back. Now I know. It was because even than I had fallen in love with my darker half.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~End Falshback*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I ran my hands through my white hair. I was in love with my darker half. What's worse is he's a man, looks like me, and loves woman. Just last night he brought one home. He called her a `drunken whore',

But I knew her as Tea' Garderner. Yes, the annoying cheerleader that hangs out with Yugi and co. I overheard her talking to one of her other friends, that I'm surprised she had, that she was using Yugi to get to Yami. I can't wait to see her face when she finds out that Yugi and Yami are dating and have been for three weeks. Well, I sound so mean, but wouldn't you be thinking mean things about a woman that was sleeping with the person you're in love with? I know Bakura doesn't love me, but I love him and I can't change what I feel in my heart.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Meanwhile in Bakura's Soul Room*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

(Bakura's POV)

I sat in my soul room thinking of my light. Why, must I torment him, when I love him? Why must I beat him when I want to make love to him? I know I'm an ass, but my light can never stand up for himself, so I try to toughen him up. So I don't always have to fight his battles. At first I didn't love him. Didn't wish to be his koibito. I'm such a baka. Hurting such… Such… Such innocence. Now I regret, when I raise my fist and my voice to him. When he looks at me with those chocolate brown, doe-like eyes. I hate it when they're full of tears. Why do I always end up hurting you? Hurting a tenshi. Hurting my tenshi.

~Ja Ne~

Translation:

Hikari- Light

Yami-darkness

Baka- Idiot/stupid

Tenshi- angel