Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Ryou’s Series of Misfortunate Events: Heat Wave ❯ The Cruelty of Beautiful Egypt ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Ryou's Series of Misfortunate Events: Part 2: Heat Wave

Chapter Title: Chapter 1: The Cruelty of Beautiful Egypt

Rating: X

Pairing(s): Bakura x Ryou. Kinda Zork x Ryou thing...you'll see.

Warning(s): Yaoi, abuse, Bakura OOCness, Blood, cussing.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh…

Beta: Blackie, Goldie, and Himitsu

/Ryou to Bakura/

//Bakura to Ryou//

-Zork to Bakura-

~Bakura to Zork~

~ Scene/time change

`Thoughts'

“Talk in Egyptian”

 

A/N: This is the first chapter on the one series I've been so excited about! More excited then I am when YGO comes on...

 

I suggest that if you haven't already... read Power Outage...

 

How Ryou got to Egypt isn't as important as what he does while he's there. (Warning: this contains Thief King Bakura/Ryou pairing as well as Yami Bakura/Ryou pairing.) Also this fic is now AU so the events from this point on are not the same as they are in the Anime, but some parts will remain the same...

 

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A pair of strong arms wrapped around Ryou's lithe body, forcing him to the surface as much-needed oxygen filled his deprived lungs. His breathing was heavy, gasping, and Ryou was shaking due to his near death experience. The desert-like heat bore down upon himself and his mysterious savior as they floated in the refreshingly cold water. Ryou gaped at his surroundings; it was paradise, an oasis.

 

It was a valley, surrounded by mountains, cliffs, and very rocky terrain that kept the land a secret from harsh desert sun and invading armies. Ryou guessed that at the top of the tallest mountain was a body of water, for rushing down the steep cliff was a waterfall. On the side across from the breathtaking falls, just at the water's edge, was a cave with various items scattered on the sandy floor. Around the water's edge were trees and plants; of what type he couldn't tell.

 

“Nice, isn't it?” A very familiar voice whispered in his ear. Ryou inhaled sharply (his breathing calmed from deep ragged gasps to a regular pattern) as his savior continued. “Welcome to my home away from home, hikari.” The arms holding him tightly suddenly loosened, allowing Ryou to turn around and face the other man.

 

He looked just like Bakura...but at the same time he was so different. His hair was still white and untamed, but much shorter. His skin was tanned; Ryou knew the harsh Egyptian sun was to blame—or rather to thank—for that. Ryou immediately recognized the unique scar that rested under Bakura's right eye. He couldn't see what his darker half was wearing, but whatever it was seemed to be scarlet.

 

“I am... in your time?” Ryou questioned, “Oh…and why didn't you tell me you were drop dead sexy when you were alive?” he blurted out.

 

Bakura's crimson eyes narrowed, “So, you're saying I wasn't 'drop dead sexy' before?” He let go of his hikari and began to swim to the shore, not waiting for Ryou's flustered reply.

 

“I didn't say that.” Ryou called after him. “Hey, wait for me!” he yelled before attempting to catch up with the thief king. Bakura sat on the edge of the pool, with his feet still submerged in the water. Ryou's hands connected with the dry land, but the ledge was too high and he found himself unable to pull out of the water. Bakura looked down at him with a smug look, but his amusement was quickly replaced as he glared at Ryou.

 

“How did you get here?” Bakura asked sharply. “Only someone holding a Millennium item, or one who can control Shadow Magic, is able to travel to this time. And don't lie to me.” He added harshly.

 

“I don't know. I remember...I was in the kitchen when suddenly a bright light appeared and sucked me in…like a vortex. The next thing I knew, I was falling. And you know the rest.”

 

“Fuck, I know, I heard you. I think everyone in all of Egypt heard you.” Bakura joked. He held out his hand, which Ryou glad accepted. Pulling the smaller boy from the water was simple, though the angle was awkward, and this resulted in Ryou falling onto Bakura's lap. Ryou blushed; he had never sat on Bakura's lap before. Bakura took the time to remove his white trimmed red cloak, which was still damp, and laid it aside.

 

“Well thank you for saving me...” Ryou was about to give Bakura a thank-you kiss when he noticed he was still in his school uniform. He also noticed what Bakura was wearing, and broke down into a fit of giggles. “And nice skirt.” Ryou added.

 

Bakura snarled playfully, “Perfect for easy access. Just fuck and go.” Ryou's blush deepened at Bakura's lurid remark. “Actually it's a kilt, and it's what most men in Egypt wore...you got a problem with it?”

 

Ryou gave Bakura a quick peck on the lips before jumping up, ready to run. “Yes, yes I do.” And with that he was gone like a shot. The Thief King quickly gave chase. Ryou was fast but he was faster, and catching Ryou was no problem. The two landed on the hard ground with a thud.

 

“I suggest you take that last remark of yours back.” Bakura threatened playfully. He couldn't remember a time when he had acted so carefree and actually let his guard down like this. Though he would never admit it out loud, he was having fun. Since the snowstorm he had let his walls down, although he only did so around Ryou. It had taken him a bit more time to be able to play around like this.

“Oh, and what are you going to do about it?” Ryou shot back with a smug look of defiance spreading across his 'innocent' face. Ryou was now sprawled out on his back, pinned by the spirit's comfortable weight. He noted that Egyptian Bakura's shoulders were wider; he had a lot more muscle, including a killer six pack abs (maybe even an eight pack, however Bakura's kilt left Ryou's mind to wonder), and he was also a good six inches taller.

“I'll make y-” Bakura empty threat was cut off by the sound of an explosion. Bakura looked to the sky, which was now tainted with a black cloud of smoke. Bakura jumped to his feet with incredible speed and agility. “Get up.” his voice had lost its playful tone and was replaced with one that was deadly serious. Ryou obeyed with the help of the thief's hand. A whistle broke the sudden silence between them. Seconds later the echoing sound of hooves beating the desert floor could be heard. “Ryou, meet my trusted companion, Kuru-Eruna.” he said, referring to the massive chocolate stallion that now stood at his side.

 

Ryou's reply was nothing more then an amazed whisper, “He's beautiful...”

 

“Have you ever been on a horse before?” Bakura questioned, to which Ryou shook his head, “No? I was hoping for another answer.” Bakura muttered to himself as he mounted his horse. Bakura pulled his hikari up onto the massive animal, placing the boy in front of him.

 

“You named your horse after your village...” Ryou stated absentmindedly, leaning back to rest his head on Bakura's chest. He wasn't sure when Bakura had done it, but he was once again wearing his semi-damp cloak. It was the first time Ryou noticed that near the edge of the cloak's cuffs were two white bands resting about an inch part on each sleeve. Bakura nudged Kuru-Eruna's sides, setting the power animal into motion. As soon as they began moving, Ryou placed his right hand on Bakura's thigh to brace himself in his seat.

 

“Yes, I did...” Bakura replied unnecessarily. “Try to relax, I'm not going to let you fall.” he whispered in the boy's ear. He quickly felt Ryou's body relax against his. Bakura now concentrated on navigating his way out of the hidden oasis.

 

Ryou eased his eyes closed and listened to steady rhythm of Bakura's heart. “Where are we going?” Ryou asked, but he was slightly discouraged when he received no answer. Suddenly all movement stopped, and Bakura inhaled sharply. Ryou cracked his eyes open to see what caused Bakura's normal pattern to change, but Ryou's relaxed visage soon changed to one of sheer horror. A village, no more than ten miles from their current location, was engulfed in flames.

 

“Mothers, children, families, all trapped within the fire. Burnt...no, cooked...while still alive and screaming.” Bakura murmured, “I had to see it for myself...”

 

This sight was so familiar; twenty years ago he stood the same distance away from the only home he had ever known and watched it being burnt to the ground. However, with his home, there were no people left alive to be cooked by the flames.

 

“Mother, I will avenge you... even if it's the last thing I ever do.” He repeated once again under his breath the same vow he had taken that fateful day twenty years ago.

 

“What...what kind of person would do such a horrible thing!?” Ryou gasped in shock. He turned to look up at Bakura because he could no longer look at that burning carnage in front of him.

 

Bakura gave Kuru-Eruna a nudge, turning the horse away from the incinerating village, and rode off in the opposite direction.

 

~

 

Bakura sighed to himself, it was the first time he had been alone since Ryou had 'dropped in,' and to be honest he missed Ryou's company. The boy was running through the street-side market shops, but the sun was going to be setting soon and he knew that Ryou wasn't prepared to handle an Egyptian night. Though it would not be as cold as the nights during the power outage, it would still be very cold. He rested his head against the stone wall in front of him. Bakura had given Ryou almost all his money; he had just enough left to buy about five decent meals, meaning they would be sleeping in the cave at the oasis.

 

His mind wandered back to the immense changes since the damned power outage, which in a way was sort of a blessing. As he'd said before, Bakura's walls were coming down and now that Ryou was no longer scared of him it was a lot more playful and fun, since Ryou no longer had to be afraid of getting the shit beat out of him. Recently Bakura had talked Ryou into adding some colour into the tiny apartment, something that would never have happened before.

 

He shifted his position and straightened out his legs. Turning his head towards the market, Bakura caught a glimpse of his hikari heading in his direction but something wasn't right. He couldn't put his finger on it...but something was seriously out of place. Bakura forced himself to stand up, crossing his arms over his chest he leaned against the wall; never tearing his eyes from his hikari.

 

“Ryou...come here, now!” Bakura ordered. Being an experienced thief he learned to trust his infallible instincts. Ryou gave his dark a strange look, but complied.

 

“What is it?” Ryou asked, completely oblivious to everything around him.

 

“We're leaving. Now!” he demanded as he grabbed Ryou by the arm. “Follow me.”

 

“Why? What's wrong? What going on?” Ryou asked in worry, being tugged around by his other half who had an iron grip on his arm. It was as though Bakura was afraid that if he let go, Ryou would disappear.

 

“I have a bad feeling, Ryou...something isn't right about this place. I wouldn't really care...if I were alone...but if anything were to happen to you...” Bakura's voice quietly trailed off as he dragged Ryou through the dark alleyways of the small village.

 

Ryou allowed Bakura to pull him along, mostly because he was too shocked to do anything else. Not only had Bakura used Ryou's name, but he had admitted that he cared about him. Ryou felt as though he was in a maze, being pulled in every direction until they had reached the edge of the village where Kuru-Eurna was waiting.

 

Bakura wasted no time in mounting the massive animal. He had reached his hand out to grab Ryou's when a child's scream rang through the empty village streets, the streets that were only seconds ago filled with busy people. Bakura harshly pulled his host onto his lap and took off into the sunset.

 

“Bakura...aren't you going to help that girl? The one who screamed...” Ryou questioned his dark; looking up at man whose lap he was sitting on.

 

“She's already dead...there's no point,” Bakura's reply was cold and emotionless. “My time is not a nice place, and it's certainly not a place for you to stay...you shouldn't be here, you should be home where it's safe.” he added after several minutes of riding.

 

The powerful animal slowed to a trot when they reached the entrance to the hidden oasis, before coming to a complete stop. Bakura jumped off first, then pulled Ryou down into his arms.

 

“If I were home, where it's safe, I wouldn't be with you...” Ryou murmured softly before pressing his lips against Bakura's. It took Bakura a second to respond, kissing Ryou back in a way he had never done before. It was unlike any kiss they had ever shared; something different, more passionate, and almost sexual was felt by both of them. Bakura instinctively pulled Ryou closer so that their bodies were molded against each other, which Ryou allowed, wanting the protection that only his other self could provide. Bakura noticed this difference and started to wonder what it was leading to, this seemed to send an interesting vibe through Bakura's body and he was raging for more.

 

-Fuck him.- A casual voice interrupted the moment

 

Bakura's eyes snapped open; he hadn't even realized that he had closed them. His mind reeling as he stared at Ryou who still had his eyes shut, still deep into their kiss.  The voice in the back of Bakura's mind laughed as though the look on his face was absolutely humorous.

 

-Imagine how tight his virgin ass must be.- Zork chuckled before stating lowly, -Fuck him or I'll do it for you.-

 

~Don't get too cocky~ Bakura barked in the back of his mind, ~Not tonight...~ He was used to Zork making comments like those against Ryou, and so far nothing had become of them.

 

It was Ryou who pulled away first, looking up at him with those wide, innocent eyes. Bakura hesitated on his own answer, his body was siding with Zork's suggestion, but he tried to keep his self-control. Bakura kept repeating to himself that this wasn't the place or the time for that...and hell, he didn't even know if his hikari wanted him that way. Most likely he did not.

 

~Not tonight...~ he repeated, more to himself than Zork.

 

With that Bakura pulled away from Ryou and vanished into the darkness that shadowed the tiny oasis.

 

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 Ohh... the sexual tension is beginning to grow... Anyways Chapter 1 is done... so what does everyone think?

Next chapter:

Bakura goes to the tomb of the late Pharaoh then off to visit the newly crowned Pharaoh, before returning to his argument with Zork.

May 22nd... aka Monday is my 19th Birthday! :D YAY ME!