Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Ryou's Secret ❯ Cry For Me! ( Chapter 8 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Title: Ryou's Secret
Chapter Title: Cry For Me!
Rating: NC-17 [duh! Like I'd write anything else?]
Pairing(s): Bakura/Ryou! and Ryou/Bakura :P
Warning: Blood, Yaoi, lemon, Sadism, abuse, other dark themes, a lovesick authoress who loves blood and death…BDSM
PS: Thanks for the reviews!!
Oh… This story is pro Anzu… not the friendship speech giving Anzu… she is the only other person besides Malik and Marik who know about Bakura and Ryou… and they didn't tell her… she figured it out for her self. This Anzu is cool…
Oh… I am tossing around the idea of having a Sequel to this called "Bakura and Ryou's Wedding." *hint**hint* Think about the lemons! Won't somebody please think about the lemons!!!!!
This Chapter has lime/lemon/graphic/rape-ish content… you have been warned!!

~Anzu's POV~

Yugi and the others, they don't know about Bakura and Ryou being… well… lovers, (or about Ryou's… err… dark… sexual appetite) but I do, I am one of the few who knows about them. At first when I seen the bruises I thought the same thing as everyone else. Bakura was beating him. But then I noticed that Ryou always seemed to be excited about going home. Then I seen something none of the others seen, Ryou's hickey. Then it hit me.

The next day I made the comment that I believe made Ryou's, and Bakura's, blood run cold. "You never told me you and Bakura are a couple. That explains everything." He begged me not to tell anyone. I haven't yet.

It's no surprise that when they have their fights, (yes they do have fights, sometimes over small things, stupid things) that when Bakura comes to my house to stay when Ryou kicks him out.

He would stay at Malik's but I think seeing them together makes him think of Ryou, so I let him stay with me and it's usually me who talks him into going home and apologizing. In fact if it weren't for me, Bakura and Ryou probably wouldn't even be together today.

~Memory~

I am sitting in my chair reading a book, the rain was pounding at the ground, there was a knocking sound, and I realize someone is knocking on my door. I get up to see who it is, a clap of thunder echo's overhead as I open the door. I come face to face with Bakura. His black button up tee-shirt clung to his body, revealing his muscled torso, his blue jeans look almost black, his long white hair was plastered to his face, and it was obvious that he had been out in the rain for a long time. I don't live that far from his place so I'm guessing he went for a walk before coming here. "Another Fight…" I say, it wasn't a question but he nods. I step aside so he can enter.

"You're soaked…" I noted aloud as I shut the door behind him.

"You got anything dry I can wear?" Bakura asked, which I did, I have some of Bakura's clothes up stairs, he dropped them off awhile ago. This was the reason why, when he fights with Ryou he usually ends up getting kicked out, or made to sleep on the couch.

"What was it over this time?"

"Nothing…"

"Then go home." I tell him, I know he's lying, what ever it was over something big, which must have caused Ryou to explode.

"I can't."

~End Memory~

I have three of Bakura's outfits, usually because he will stay with me for weeks at a time… and my grocery bill usually hits the $500 range, for a spirit he sure can eat lot…

I know Bakura cares about Ryou a lot and I know the only reason they fight is because Ryou wants something or wants Bakura to do something and Bakura's pride is too big for him to swallow.

Anyways I'm walking with Yugi, Joey, and Yami, and they are following Bakura and Ryou. They're all idiots, they're convinced Bakura is abusing Ryou… but he's not. I know Ryou has told them to leave him alone, but they're so thick-headed and they can't take a hint… Yugi is the worst out of all of them. He's so stupid. If he would just take the time to think about it. Or better yet, if he just learned how to mind his own fucking business! But anyways...

The looks on their faces when Bakura started holding Ryou's hand was so funny, I wish I brought my camera. Bakura just kissed Ryou, Yugi looks like he's going to pass out and Yami looks like he just lost a duel… I don't think Joey is paying much attention.

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~Author's POV~

/Yami, are you seeing this…/ Yugi said through their mental link because he was speechless. /Ryou and Bakura were kissing. Bakura beats Ryou up and them kisses him! Bakura really is a bastard. /

//I see Yugi… and I have been thinking… maybe Ryou doesn't need or want our help.// Yami replied. 'Maybe there's more to Bakura and Ryou's relationship then they're letting us see.' Yami thought to himself. Too bad he probably wouldn't be able to convince his hikari otherwise.

/Yami! How can you say that?!?!/ Yugi was outraged that Yami could say such a thing. Yami, however, was wondering if Yugi was naïve or just dumb.

Finally Bakura and Ryou reached their home; both vanished into the abyss of the house. And poor Yami was forced to listen to Yugi making plans on "saving" Ryou from the hands of the "abusive" Bakura. Sometimes Yugi could get really annoying.

~Inside the Bakura household~

The white hair hikari closed the door behind them; he quickly slipped off his shoes and jacket. It was time to start cleaning, grabbing a piece of paper he wrote up a quick to-do list:

Sweep floors,

Cook supper,

Dust,

Laundry,

Clean up blood,

Homework.

Ryou let out a small groan; all this work… there was no way in hell he could get this done alone. Of course his lover had long since vanished to some where's in the house. "BAKURA!!" he yelled, hoping that his yami would immerge from his hiding spot. But alas he receives no response, not really in the mood to hunt his lover down he started his work.

~Start of graphic abuse with citrus flavouring/rape… I guess… consensual rape…~

The one thing Ryou did like about being with Bakura is that he hardly ever had to cook meat; all he had to do was open the package of meat and put it on Bakura's plate. Ryou was about to open the fridge when a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist, his back was pressed against Bakura's chest. "Kura… stop… that… I'm… trying… to…" Ryou gasped, his words wouldn't leave his mouth as the white haired demon slipped his left hand down Ryou's pants.

"Stop what?" Bakura chuckled lightly as he gripped Ryou's member, his other hand reaching for the steak knife that lie near the sink.

"That…" Ryou moaned loudly.

"It's time for some fun." Bakura picked up the knife and cut Ryou's shirt right off his body.

Bakura kicked Ryou's knees out from under him, causing the smaller boy to fall forward, smashing his head off the refrigerator, skull splitting pain echoed through his body; blood flowed from the cut on his temple and into his eyes, blinding him. The pain coursing through his body was making his head throb; the pain felt so familiar, felt so well, good. The thick warm blood leaked over his pale skin, trailing down his naked upper body, begging for Bakura to drink it up.

Ryou's long white hair was now a deep red; soon his jeans and skin took the same shade. Bakura grabbed a handful of blood soaked hair and began to walk toward the den, dragging Ryou behind him. Leaving a trail of blood on the freshly cleaned floor.

"Come on you worthless piece of crap." Bakura growled, throwing Ryou into the coffee table. Ryou let out a loud yelp as the sharp edge of the thick oak drove deep into his back. He tried to open his eyes, he tried to see Bakura, but the blood made it impossible, leaving him at Bakura's mercy. But Bakura doesn't show mercy. Ryou really was a freak, but he didn't mind.

Bakura held the knife up to Ryou's pale throat; he leaned forward and licked some of the blood from the wound on Ryou's temple before backhanding him across the face, "Time to put that mouth of yours to good use." Bakura whispered in Ryou's ear as he unzipped his pants. Letting the knife drop to the floor he forced his manhood into Ryou's mouth, blood from the open wound on the boy's head dripped onto him. "You know what I like." With that the fiend began to thrust.

Ryou could taste more of his own blood with every thrust; soon Bakura's manhood was covered in the thick crimson liquid. Ryou tried hard not to gag, but the force of each thrust connecting with the back of his throat made not gagging seemed impossible. "Aw… Ryou-chan," Bakura mocked, "Cry for me Ryou, I want to hear you beg. Beg for me to stop."

Bakura finally came; the salty seed filled the boy's mouth mixing with red metallic liquid.

"Please… stop it…" Ryou begged half-heartily, he really didn't want this to stop; he was starting to get a little horny.

"That's a bit better," Bakura smirked, "How does rape sound, sweetheart?" Bakura ran his fingers through the blood soaked hair. Ryou, being the great actor that he was, tried to push Bakura off, whimpering as cool metal cut his flesh, forcing himself to cry as Bakura literally ripped his pants off, begging and pleading with Bakura to stop.

Ryou bit his lip trying to hold in a moan of pleasure as Bakura sliced open an old wound on his back. "Stop… don't…" Ryou gasped as Bakura coated his manhood in blood, there was more then enough to use a lubricant.

"That's it, my little Ryou-chan." Bakura mocked again, positioning Ryou face down on the floor, Bakura didn't even bother preparing him, making the first thrust very painful, not that Ryou minded. In a matter of minutes Ryou's thighs were covered in blood, and it wasn't from the wound on his head.

Sobs and screams echoed off the light blue walls of the den as Bakura continued to thrust, blood found its was onto Bakura clothes, but he didn't care, all that mattered was fucking Ryou senseless, whether or not Ryou liked it. Bakura leaned forward and licked up some of the blood off Ryou's back.

"Harder, Bakura… Harder!" Ryou moaned, moving his body in sync with Bakura's thrusts. Bakura scowled, but gave in to his lover's pleas.

"Your not suppose to like it you stupid whore." The former thief spat, smacking Ryou with his free hand.

Bakura began to pick up the pace of his thrusts when all of a sudden the doorbell rang, and an all too familiar voice yelled: "Bakura-kun… Ryou-chan… are you guys home?"

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Nice place to leave it? Talk about a mood killer.
That first I wasn't happy with this but now I am…
Yes I made Anzu cooler… and Yugi into… well Téa.
Let me explain myself:
Anzu = Cool Japanese female character
Téa = Stupid annoying American bitch. *boils Téa to death*
Please don't flame me for making Yugi stupid… and no Bakura and Anzu will not get together in this fic… her only propose is to help Bakura and Ryou's relationship! Oh and Anzu plays a big part later on in the fic… *cough* foreshadowing *cough*
I know they say never to use blood as lube… well I did… so sue me… (don't really sue me… Heh…heh… heh…)