Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Ryou's Secret ❯ The night of broken hearts ( Chapter 12 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Tjay Motou 
My longest chapter for this fic... read warnings!
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Horror / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.24.2005 | Updated On: 10.01.2006 | Pages: 5 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 697 | Status: Completed
My longest chapter for this fic... read warnings!
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Horror / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.24.2005 | Updated On: 10.01.2006 | Pages: 5 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 697 | Status: Completed
Title: Ryou’s SecretChapter Title: The night of broken hearts (New Longest Chapter)Rating: NC-17 [duh! Like I’d write anything else?]Pairing(s): Bakura/Ryou and Ryou/Bakura; implied Marik x Bakura and Marik x Malik Implied Marik x RyouWarning: Blood, Yaoi, lemon, Sadism, abuse, other dark themes, a lovesick authoress who loves blood and death…BDSM.
Disclaimer;
I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, if I did Bakura and Ryou would be fucking each other senseless… and I’d be watching! Nor do I own Johnny the Homicidal Maniac… but those comics RULE! If you haven’t looked at them, you should…I own all OC’s mentioned in this chapter…
WARNING: Mega sappiness… Bakura is thinking about Ryou and thinking about all the good times… This chapter contains a lot of dialogue… but it also really important. This chapter also has JtHM references and OC death… Also I would like to remind everyone that Bakura is still a spirit... so ripping out someone's heart would be a smiple task.
~*~*~*~
~Saturday Night~
Bakura sat on the park bench, the heavy rain started a few hours ago. He had been sitting on the bench for over five hours. He sat there with his face in his hands. His long white hair was plastered to face.
He sighed heavily, today, today he had said things he never meant, now he was single. Ryou… that tramp… his mind flooded with thoughts of Ryou. Ryou’s voice plagued him.
~
“Bakura…I didn’t know what to get for Christmas… then I realized I had your gift right here. It’s something no amount of money can buy… it’s my virginity.”
“I love you.”
“Did you do this for me?”
“Bakura-sama!”
“I want this is be our secret.”
“Lets go to the carnival.”
“Do I honestly seem like the kind of person who would cheat?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Kiss me!”
“Just because in Egypt it was okay to go years with out bathing, doesn't mean it is here.”
“I love you Bakura-sama.”
“Happy Valentines Day!”
“I’m 17, I don’t need you babying me anymore…”
“I’m falling even more in love with you…”
“You’re the only thing I know…”
“Bakura!”
“Nothing will make me stop loving you!”
“Harder!! Please… harder!”
“Oh my god! Bakura!”
~
Ryou’s voice, Ryou’s words, Ryou’s smiling face, Ra, Ryou was beautiful; when he was angry, when he was sad, Ryou was like an angel… yes, Ryou, Ryou, Ryou, but wasn’t the only thing running through his mind. Seeing Ryou kissing Marik also was playing in his head, over and over.
“I’m a fool.” Bakura whispered to himself, the rain pounded unmercifully at the ground, he was the only creature for miles, the park was empty. His mind wandered back the same thing he had been thinking about for hours, Ryou. “I thought… I would actually be happy, hah, the gods hate me, I sinned when I was alive… the scales weighed my heart, and I failed, I was never destined for happiness.”
The sun sank below the ground, even though one could not see it because of the black clouds, you could tell. It was night. It was dark. If Bakura had of been mortal he probably would have been dead by now.
For the first time in 5000 years Bakura cried, the rain mixed with his tears making it almost impossible to tell whether if it was just the rain…
Bakura finally stood up and headed towards the closest bar.
~
~3 hours later~
~*~Telephone Conversation~*~
RING
RING
“Hell o, Bakura household, Ryou speaking.” Ryou answered.
“Hi Ryou, it’s Anzu.” The voice over the phone said.
“Oh, hello Anzu.” Ryou said wiping the tears from his eyes.
“I heard about what happened today at the carnival…”
“Did Bakura tell you?” Ryou asked curiously, he figured that’s where Bakura went when he left.
“No, he’s not here.” Ryou’s eyes widened in surprise.
“What?”
“I haven’t seen him yet.”
“Oh god!” Ryou whispered to himself, Bakura wouldn’t be outside in this whether would he?
“Listen Ryou, I over heard Marik and Malik talking, it turns out they planned the whole thing. They wanted Bakura to see you kissing Marik. They know Bakura doesn’t trust people, and that he probably wouldn’t trust you…”
“I figured as much. Does Bak-ura know?” Ryou replied his voice breaking slightly.
“I’ll tell him when he gets here… if he gets here.”
“I can’t believe they’d to something like that.” Ryou thought aloud.
“I can’t believe Bakura just walked away like that. He’s such a heartless bastard.”
“Anzu… he’s not really that bad, he was angry, that’s all.” Ryou explained, even though it was a surprise to him too.
“Ryou, I have to go there’s someone at the door. Talk to you at school Monday.”
“Bye.”
CLICK
~
Anzu ran to the door wondering who would be there in this kind of weather. She opened the door to see Bakura. He was leaning against her door frame for support with a bottle of whiskey in his left hand and a bottle of rum in his right hand.
“Anzoo…” Bakura muttered, she knew immediately that he was drunk. She helped the stumbling, stuttering, drunken Bakura in. He couldn’t even walk straight.
After about five minutes of fighting with Bakura she got him on the couch, “Stay here, I’m going to get you some dry clothes.” She told him, he nodded and took another drink of whiskey.
By the time Anzu got his clothes and got back down Bakura had passed out. This meant of course she’d have to change his clothes, because there was no way in hell she was taking care of a sick Bakura…
~Sunday Morning~
Ra have mercy… his head throbbed in pain, it was worst headache he ever had… and his stomach… he rolled over and spilled the contents of stomach is a bucket that had been placed beside the bed… Bakura wondered where he was.
Bakura opened his eyes but they wouldn’t focus. All he could see a blurry blue. The light was off, thankfully. It hurt to think but he had to. He figured out he was in a blue bedroom. ‘Think, where have you been that has a blue bedroom… … … Anzu’s? yes she has a blue bedroom, but I don‘t remember…Ryou…’
“So you're awake,” A woman’s voice stated. ‘That voice...it sounds like Anzu’s…’ The light was flicked on. “Bakura.”
“GAH, shut it off, shut it off!” Bakura growled, as soon as the words left his mouth the light was shut off. “Thanks…”
“Sorry,” She apologized, “when your ready breakfast is waiting.”
Bakura opened his eyes and waited for things to focus, his first guess had been right, he was at Anzu’s.
20 minutes later he sat up. He felt like shit, he looked like shit, he… wait, these weren’t the clothes he had on last night. That meant… oh Ra… talk about embarrassing. He slowly crawled out of bed and made his way to the kitchen table. The first thing he saw when he entered the kitchen was pink. Anzu was pinked out. So much pink in one place was scary. He sat down and picked up his pink fork, and pink knife, and started eating. “Custom silver… err… pink… wear?” Bakura asked while picking up his pink cup and took a drink of… pink lemonade.
“Sorry, I’m expecting company.” Anzu explained with a slight smile on her face, Bakura was very amusing, he was poking at her dishes.
“Pink glass…” He mumbled… “Scary… oh, I'll leave then.” Bakura whispered, his head was killing him… seriously…
“No, you can stay.” Anzu said getting up to fetch the dark spirit some Advil.
“Thanks I guess.” He muttered before gulping down the strange blue pills.
“So what happened yesterday?” She asked casually.
“I found Ryou… kissing Marik… cheating.....me...so stupid” Bakura answered, Anzu raised a brow to this since his sentence made no sense, even though she knew what he meant.
“Well… Bakura… Ryou was telling the truth when he said he wasn’t cheating on you.” Anzu stated.
“How do you know?”
“I over heard Marik and Malik… they planned it… they wanted you to see Marik and Ryou kissing so you would break up with him, and you played your part perfectly.”
“Your lying.” Bakura accused, his eyes narrowed.
“Bakura…”
“Shut up!”
“I‘m not-” Anzu started…
DING DONG
“Shit.” She cursed, Bakura’s eyes widened in surprise… Anzu swore… “My company is here.”
~
“Why Anzu, you never mentioned you had a boyfriend.” Some old woman Bakura had never seen before said mere minutes after walking in the door. Anzu was tempted to say he was but decided not to.
“I don’t, Bakura is a friend of mine who needed a place to stay.” Anzu corrected her elderly friend.
“Really now?” The woman mused.
“Yes him and his fiancée had a fight.” Bakura choked on the piece of bacon he had been chewing and gave Anzu the evilest glare he could muster in his current condition. Anzu leaned over Bakura and whispered: “She doesn’t like guys who sleep with other guys…”
“Oh, you poor dear.” The creepy old woman said again, Bakura looked at her then back at his food… it wasn’t worth it.
“I think I’ll go for a walk…” Bakura muttered before leaving the table.
~
He walked, he had nothing else to do… just walk… his feet had taken him to one of his favourite places: Domino Library… yes, the Great Thief King Bakura, loved literature. He always had and always will. He could even read in three languages; Japanese, English and Egyptian… of course to read things from his era he had to go to a museum… not a library. Ryou always said he would make a great teacher, he use to sit through Ryou’s English and History classes. He often found himself reading Ryou’s text books… when Ryou wasn’t around of course.
Bakura sighed as he entered the library... Hopefully he could find something good to read…
~
~Everyone’s favourite couple: Malik and Marik~
“So, koi, you think Bakura and Ryou-dearest, will ever get back together?” Malik mused while taking a sip of his orange juice and flipping through his favourite comic book: Johnny the homicidal Maniac #6, he loved these comics they were so violent.
“I hope not, if they do we can always break them apart again…” The demented spirit snickered in his hikari’s ear. “Why don’t you put that comic book away and…”
“Why?”
“So I can bang your ass… too bad, I was hoping I could bang Bakura again…” Marik snickered before pinning his hikari, Malik, to their bed.
~Lets leave them, you’re here for BxR lemons…~
~9 hours later~
Bakura growled as he jogged down the library stairs, he had been so caught up in reading he lost all track of time, “Shit!” he was late! If he didn’t get back to Anzu’s soon he would have to wait until breakfast before he could eat.
He slowed down to a walk after a few minutes, deciding to cut across the alleyway (AN: Doesn’t anyone learn… NEVER take the dark alleyway… something bad always happens), he was a Yami… he was darkness it’s self… he had nothing to fear. There was nothing that could harm him. So unlike his hikari, he could take such darken alleyways without fear.
The alleyway was long, dark and it smelt bad, nasty! Bakura pitied any man who was planning to jump the next person to enter this alleyway… because the next person was him. Of course there are three people you DON’T want to meet in a dark alleyway… Yami no Bakura was number one on that list.
Bakura was about half way into the alleyway, or out, when six big bulky guys surrounded him. “Let me pass and I will spare your lives. Try to stop me and you will regret it.” Bakura warned, he only gave one warning.
“Aren’t you confident. You don’t stand a chance.” One of the guys snickered.
“I am not all I appear to be. I could eat your brains for breakfast if I wanted to.” Bakura’s sick demonic side was starting to show… and his words got the effect he desired, most of the losers looked almost sick. It seemed cannibalism was considered wrong…
“You're sick and twisted, dude!” Another foolish mortal yelled.
~WARNING GORE~
“No need for compliments.” Bakura replied with a smirk, his mood was slowly improving. Maybe if he killed something he would feel better… “You're going to die anyways.” With that Bakura used his Shadow Magic to blow up one guy’s skull, pieces of purple brain and bloody red and pure white bone splattered everywhere. The headless body fell to the ground like a limp lifeless doll.
“OH MY GOD!!!”
“Foolish mortals.” Bakura muttered before ripping another guys heart out. “Kukuku… It‘s been along time since I had thing much fun.” Before Bakura could say another word the four surviving men ran.
Bakura had been right… killing that man made him feel so much better…
~End Gore~
~
~Ryou~
Ryou sat at the table, he stared at the piece of paper that lay in front of him, on this paper rested the information that only himself and Marik knew. At least he no longer had to worry about telling Bakura… Ryou sighed heavily, he still had to tell his friends. There was no way around it.
Ryou folded the letter back up and placed back in its hiding spot. Many pieces of information rested on three different letters, all from the same person, none of the information was in Ryou’s favour.
Ryou cursed Marik under his breath, “That stupid… this is all his fault. That stupid bastard… I hate him more then I do Yugi!” Ryou wondered if it was possible to kill an immortal.
Bakura… had to be the most interesting person he knew, he was evil, sadistic, cruel, inhuman and yet that the same time he was gentle, kind, compassionate, and understanding (in most cases). Ryou was certain that Bakura should attend university, Languages, Mythology, Egyptology, and English, were Bakura’s strongest points. Mostly because he was like a walking history book.
Ryou laughed at himself, Bakura was the only thing he would clearly thinking about, he missed his lover so much.
Ryou yawned, it would be another sleepless night. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.
~
~Monday Morning: Domino High~
“Hey, Ryou-kun you look tired, have trouble sleeping last night?” Rang the voice of one of his classmates, he looked almost dead…
“Yea, uhh… I… umm… I-I lost track of time, I was doing my English assignment…” Ryou muttered, he was such a horrible liar. ‘The English assignment Bakura wrote up for me.’ Ryou thought to himself.
The rest of the day didn’t go very good, he fell asleep during English and then told his English teacher off now he was facing detention… or worst!
“Ryou…. This isn’t like you.”
“I know.”
“What’s going on?”
“You want to know the truth?”
“Yes.”
“My boyfriend dumped me.”
“Oh… I didn’t know you were…”
“I’m still getting over it, I promise that this will not happen again!”
“I’ll let you off this time, but if you repeat this behaviour then we’ll have to look at discipline…” He flipped through Ryou’s student file, “Ryou, it says you are 17, who is your legal guardian.”
“My boyfriend still is…”
“His name is?” The principal questioned.
“Touzokuoh.”
“How old his he?”
“22.”
“Oh, well if this continues I‘ll have to arrange a meeting with him about this.”
“It won’t. Mr. Wong.”
“Well, go home, get some rest and try to get your homework done.”
“Bye Mr. Wong.”
~Monday Night: Anzu’s backyard~
Bakura sat in the lawn chair thinking. Thinking about what Anzu told him yesterday, thinking about a lot of things. Did Malik and Marik actually plan it? Why didn’t he trust Ryou? Would Ryou lie to him? What if Ryou was telling the truth? Would he be forgiven for what said to Ryou?
“Bakura…” Anzu said as she took a site beside the ancient tomb robber.
“What?”
“The reason your relationship has problems… is because you don’t trust Ryou.”
“I know… Marik and his hikari did plan it didn‘t they?”
“Yes.”
“I blew it… after what I said… Ryou must hate me.”
“I know how to fix this.”
“How?”
“Start the whole relationship over!” Anzu announced.
“What?”
“Your suppose to be Ryou’s prom date, right?”
“Yes, so?” Bakura nodded, ‘How did she know? Ryou probably told her…’
“Restart your whole relationship… let the prom be your guys second first date!” Anzu explained, Bakura looked at Anzu like she dropped in from outer space… how was he suppose to pull that off?
“… I should… we should… how do I do that?” Bakura asked to which Anzu smirked.
“It’s easy! I‘ll tell you! First you…,”
~*~*~*~
Finally… Chapter 12 done!
Disclaimer;
I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, if I did Bakura and Ryou would be fucking each other senseless… and I’d be watching! Nor do I own Johnny the Homicidal Maniac… but those comics RULE! If you haven’t looked at them, you should…I own all OC’s mentioned in this chapter…
WARNING: Mega sappiness… Bakura is thinking about Ryou and thinking about all the good times… This chapter contains a lot of dialogue… but it also really important. This chapter also has JtHM references and OC death… Also I would like to remind everyone that Bakura is still a spirit... so ripping out someone's heart would be a smiple task.
~*~*~*~
~Saturday Night~
Bakura sat on the park bench, the heavy rain started a few hours ago. He had been sitting on the bench for over five hours. He sat there with his face in his hands. His long white hair was plastered to face.
He sighed heavily, today, today he had said things he never meant, now he was single. Ryou… that tramp… his mind flooded with thoughts of Ryou. Ryou’s voice plagued him.
~
“Bakura…I didn’t know what to get for Christmas… then I realized I had your gift right here. It’s something no amount of money can buy… it’s my virginity.”
“I love you.”
“Did you do this for me?”
“Bakura-sama!”
“I want this is be our secret.”
“Lets go to the carnival.”
“Do I honestly seem like the kind of person who would cheat?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Kiss me!”
“Just because in Egypt it was okay to go years with out bathing, doesn't mean it is here.”
“I love you Bakura-sama.”
“Happy Valentines Day!”
“I’m 17, I don’t need you babying me anymore…”
“I’m falling even more in love with you…”
“You’re the only thing I know…”
“Bakura!”
“Nothing will make me stop loving you!”
“Harder!! Please… harder!”
“Oh my god! Bakura!”
~
Ryou’s voice, Ryou’s words, Ryou’s smiling face, Ra, Ryou was beautiful; when he was angry, when he was sad, Ryou was like an angel… yes, Ryou, Ryou, Ryou, but wasn’t the only thing running through his mind. Seeing Ryou kissing Marik also was playing in his head, over and over.
“I’m a fool.” Bakura whispered to himself, the rain pounded unmercifully at the ground, he was the only creature for miles, the park was empty. His mind wandered back the same thing he had been thinking about for hours, Ryou. “I thought… I would actually be happy, hah, the gods hate me, I sinned when I was alive… the scales weighed my heart, and I failed, I was never destined for happiness.”
The sun sank below the ground, even though one could not see it because of the black clouds, you could tell. It was night. It was dark. If Bakura had of been mortal he probably would have been dead by now.
For the first time in 5000 years Bakura cried, the rain mixed with his tears making it almost impossible to tell whether if it was just the rain…
Bakura finally stood up and headed towards the closest bar.
~
~3 hours later~
~*~Telephone Conversation~*~
RING
RING
“Hell o, Bakura household, Ryou speaking.” Ryou answered.
“Hi Ryou, it’s Anzu.” The voice over the phone said.
“Oh, hello Anzu.” Ryou said wiping the tears from his eyes.
“I heard about what happened today at the carnival…”
“Did Bakura tell you?” Ryou asked curiously, he figured that’s where Bakura went when he left.
“No, he’s not here.” Ryou’s eyes widened in surprise.
“What?”
“I haven’t seen him yet.”
“Oh god!” Ryou whispered to himself, Bakura wouldn’t be outside in this whether would he?
“Listen Ryou, I over heard Marik and Malik talking, it turns out they planned the whole thing. They wanted Bakura to see you kissing Marik. They know Bakura doesn’t trust people, and that he probably wouldn’t trust you…”
“I figured as much. Does Bak-ura know?” Ryou replied his voice breaking slightly.
“I’ll tell him when he gets here… if he gets here.”
“I can’t believe they’d to something like that.” Ryou thought aloud.
“I can’t believe Bakura just walked away like that. He’s such a heartless bastard.”
“Anzu… he’s not really that bad, he was angry, that’s all.” Ryou explained, even though it was a surprise to him too.
“Ryou, I have to go there’s someone at the door. Talk to you at school Monday.”
“Bye.”
CLICK
~
Anzu ran to the door wondering who would be there in this kind of weather. She opened the door to see Bakura. He was leaning against her door frame for support with a bottle of whiskey in his left hand and a bottle of rum in his right hand.
“Anzoo…” Bakura muttered, she knew immediately that he was drunk. She helped the stumbling, stuttering, drunken Bakura in. He couldn’t even walk straight.
After about five minutes of fighting with Bakura she got him on the couch, “Stay here, I’m going to get you some dry clothes.” She told him, he nodded and took another drink of whiskey.
By the time Anzu got his clothes and got back down Bakura had passed out. This meant of course she’d have to change his clothes, because there was no way in hell she was taking care of a sick Bakura…
~Sunday Morning~
Ra have mercy… his head throbbed in pain, it was worst headache he ever had… and his stomach… he rolled over and spilled the contents of stomach is a bucket that had been placed beside the bed… Bakura wondered where he was.
Bakura opened his eyes but they wouldn’t focus. All he could see a blurry blue. The light was off, thankfully. It hurt to think but he had to. He figured out he was in a blue bedroom. ‘Think, where have you been that has a blue bedroom… … … Anzu’s? yes she has a blue bedroom, but I don‘t remember…Ryou…’
“So you're awake,” A woman’s voice stated. ‘That voice...it sounds like Anzu’s…’ The light was flicked on. “Bakura.”
“GAH, shut it off, shut it off!” Bakura growled, as soon as the words left his mouth the light was shut off. “Thanks…”
“Sorry,” She apologized, “when your ready breakfast is waiting.”
Bakura opened his eyes and waited for things to focus, his first guess had been right, he was at Anzu’s.
20 minutes later he sat up. He felt like shit, he looked like shit, he… wait, these weren’t the clothes he had on last night. That meant… oh Ra… talk about embarrassing. He slowly crawled out of bed and made his way to the kitchen table. The first thing he saw when he entered the kitchen was pink. Anzu was pinked out. So much pink in one place was scary. He sat down and picked up his pink fork, and pink knife, and started eating. “Custom silver… err… pink… wear?” Bakura asked while picking up his pink cup and took a drink of… pink lemonade.
“Sorry, I’m expecting company.” Anzu explained with a slight smile on her face, Bakura was very amusing, he was poking at her dishes.
“Pink glass…” He mumbled… “Scary… oh, I'll leave then.” Bakura whispered, his head was killing him… seriously…
“No, you can stay.” Anzu said getting up to fetch the dark spirit some Advil.
“Thanks I guess.” He muttered before gulping down the strange blue pills.
“So what happened yesterday?” She asked casually.
“I found Ryou… kissing Marik… cheating.....me...so stupid” Bakura answered, Anzu raised a brow to this since his sentence made no sense, even though she knew what he meant.
“Well… Bakura… Ryou was telling the truth when he said he wasn’t cheating on you.” Anzu stated.
“How do you know?”
“I over heard Marik and Malik… they planned it… they wanted you to see Marik and Ryou kissing so you would break up with him, and you played your part perfectly.”
“Your lying.” Bakura accused, his eyes narrowed.
“Bakura…”
“Shut up!”
“I‘m not-” Anzu started…
DING DONG
“Shit.” She cursed, Bakura’s eyes widened in surprise… Anzu swore… “My company is here.”
~
“Why Anzu, you never mentioned you had a boyfriend.” Some old woman Bakura had never seen before said mere minutes after walking in the door. Anzu was tempted to say he was but decided not to.
“I don’t, Bakura is a friend of mine who needed a place to stay.” Anzu corrected her elderly friend.
“Really now?” The woman mused.
“Yes him and his fiancée had a fight.” Bakura choked on the piece of bacon he had been chewing and gave Anzu the evilest glare he could muster in his current condition. Anzu leaned over Bakura and whispered: “She doesn’t like guys who sleep with other guys…”
“Oh, you poor dear.” The creepy old woman said again, Bakura looked at her then back at his food… it wasn’t worth it.
“I think I’ll go for a walk…” Bakura muttered before leaving the table.
~
He walked, he had nothing else to do… just walk… his feet had taken him to one of his favourite places: Domino Library… yes, the Great Thief King Bakura, loved literature. He always had and always will. He could even read in three languages; Japanese, English and Egyptian… of course to read things from his era he had to go to a museum… not a library. Ryou always said he would make a great teacher, he use to sit through Ryou’s English and History classes. He often found himself reading Ryou’s text books… when Ryou wasn’t around of course.
Bakura sighed as he entered the library... Hopefully he could find something good to read…
~
~Everyone’s favourite couple: Malik and Marik~
“So, koi, you think Bakura and Ryou-dearest, will ever get back together?” Malik mused while taking a sip of his orange juice and flipping through his favourite comic book: Johnny the homicidal Maniac #6, he loved these comics they were so violent.
“I hope not, if they do we can always break them apart again…” The demented spirit snickered in his hikari’s ear. “Why don’t you put that comic book away and…”
“Why?”
“So I can bang your ass… too bad, I was hoping I could bang Bakura again…” Marik snickered before pinning his hikari, Malik, to their bed.
~Lets leave them, you’re here for BxR lemons…~
~9 hours later~
Bakura growled as he jogged down the library stairs, he had been so caught up in reading he lost all track of time, “Shit!” he was late! If he didn’t get back to Anzu’s soon he would have to wait until breakfast before he could eat.
He slowed down to a walk after a few minutes, deciding to cut across the alleyway (AN: Doesn’t anyone learn… NEVER take the dark alleyway… something bad always happens), he was a Yami… he was darkness it’s self… he had nothing to fear. There was nothing that could harm him. So unlike his hikari, he could take such darken alleyways without fear.
The alleyway was long, dark and it smelt bad, nasty! Bakura pitied any man who was planning to jump the next person to enter this alleyway… because the next person was him. Of course there are three people you DON’T want to meet in a dark alleyway… Yami no Bakura was number one on that list.
Bakura was about half way into the alleyway, or out, when six big bulky guys surrounded him. “Let me pass and I will spare your lives. Try to stop me and you will regret it.” Bakura warned, he only gave one warning.
“Aren’t you confident. You don’t stand a chance.” One of the guys snickered.
“I am not all I appear to be. I could eat your brains for breakfast if I wanted to.” Bakura’s sick demonic side was starting to show… and his words got the effect he desired, most of the losers looked almost sick. It seemed cannibalism was considered wrong…
“You're sick and twisted, dude!” Another foolish mortal yelled.
~WARNING GORE~
“No need for compliments.” Bakura replied with a smirk, his mood was slowly improving. Maybe if he killed something he would feel better… “You're going to die anyways.” With that Bakura used his Shadow Magic to blow up one guy’s skull, pieces of purple brain and bloody red and pure white bone splattered everywhere. The headless body fell to the ground like a limp lifeless doll.
“OH MY GOD!!!”
“Foolish mortals.” Bakura muttered before ripping another guys heart out. “Kukuku… It‘s been along time since I had thing much fun.” Before Bakura could say another word the four surviving men ran.
Bakura had been right… killing that man made him feel so much better…
~End Gore~
~
~Ryou~
Ryou sat at the table, he stared at the piece of paper that lay in front of him, on this paper rested the information that only himself and Marik knew. At least he no longer had to worry about telling Bakura… Ryou sighed heavily, he still had to tell his friends. There was no way around it.
Ryou folded the letter back up and placed back in its hiding spot. Many pieces of information rested on three different letters, all from the same person, none of the information was in Ryou’s favour.
Ryou cursed Marik under his breath, “That stupid… this is all his fault. That stupid bastard… I hate him more then I do Yugi!” Ryou wondered if it was possible to kill an immortal.
Bakura… had to be the most interesting person he knew, he was evil, sadistic, cruel, inhuman and yet that the same time he was gentle, kind, compassionate, and understanding (in most cases). Ryou was certain that Bakura should attend university, Languages, Mythology, Egyptology, and English, were Bakura’s strongest points. Mostly because he was like a walking history book.
Ryou laughed at himself, Bakura was the only thing he would clearly thinking about, he missed his lover so much.
Ryou yawned, it would be another sleepless night. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.
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~Monday Morning: Domino High~
“Hey, Ryou-kun you look tired, have trouble sleeping last night?” Rang the voice of one of his classmates, he looked almost dead…
“Yea, uhh… I… umm… I-I lost track of time, I was doing my English assignment…” Ryou muttered, he was such a horrible liar. ‘The English assignment Bakura wrote up for me.’ Ryou thought to himself.
The rest of the day didn’t go very good, he fell asleep during English and then told his English teacher off now he was facing detention… or worst!
“Ryou…. This isn’t like you.”
“I know.”
“What’s going on?”
“You want to know the truth?”
“Yes.”
“My boyfriend dumped me.”
“Oh… I didn’t know you were…”
“I’m still getting over it, I promise that this will not happen again!”
“I’ll let you off this time, but if you repeat this behaviour then we’ll have to look at discipline…” He flipped through Ryou’s student file, “Ryou, it says you are 17, who is your legal guardian.”
“My boyfriend still is…”
“His name is?” The principal questioned.
“Touzokuoh.”
“How old his he?”
“22.”
“Oh, well if this continues I‘ll have to arrange a meeting with him about this.”
“It won’t. Mr. Wong.”
“Well, go home, get some rest and try to get your homework done.”
“Bye Mr. Wong.”
~Monday Night: Anzu’s backyard~
Bakura sat in the lawn chair thinking. Thinking about what Anzu told him yesterday, thinking about a lot of things. Did Malik and Marik actually plan it? Why didn’t he trust Ryou? Would Ryou lie to him? What if Ryou was telling the truth? Would he be forgiven for what said to Ryou?
“Bakura…” Anzu said as she took a site beside the ancient tomb robber.
“What?”
“The reason your relationship has problems… is because you don’t trust Ryou.”
“I know… Marik and his hikari did plan it didn‘t they?”
“Yes.”
“I blew it… after what I said… Ryou must hate me.”
“I know how to fix this.”
“How?”
“Start the whole relationship over!” Anzu announced.
“What?”
“Your suppose to be Ryou’s prom date, right?”
“Yes, so?” Bakura nodded, ‘How did she know? Ryou probably told her…’
“Restart your whole relationship… let the prom be your guys second first date!” Anzu explained, Bakura looked at Anzu like she dropped in from outer space… how was he suppose to pull that off?
“… I should… we should… how do I do that?” Bakura asked to which Anzu smirked.
“It’s easy! I‘ll tell you! First you…,”
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Finally… Chapter 12 done!