Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Ryou's Series of Misfortunate Events: Power Outage ❯ Shadow Magic ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Tjay Motou 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.17.2005 | Updated On: 11.08.2006 | Pages: 8 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 707 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.17.2005 | Updated On: 11.08.2006 | Pages: 8 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 707 | Status: Completed
Title: Ryou's Series of Misfortunate Events: Part 1: Power Outage
Chapter Title: Chapter 3: Shadow Magic
Rating: R
Pairing(s): Maybe Bakura x Ryou if they get together…
Warning(s): Yaoi, abuse, Bakura OOCness, Blood, cussing.
Beta: My Mother, Himitsu Dorobou
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh…
Warning: This chapter contains Ryou thinking about Bakura's sexuality… so it has
the word 'sex' mentioned a lot.
/Ryou to Bakura/
//Bakura to Ryou//
"Speaking in Ancient Egyptian."
Some things I have to say:
I doubt there will be an actual lemon in this fic… maybe in Heat Wave… *after
many protests* Let me explain… there are 2 reasons for this:
1. Ryou isn't a slut… he's not going to jump in bed with the first person to
kiss him or tell him that they love him…
2. People don't change overnight. It takes time to change; especially for
someone like Bakura who had 5000(in the manga its 3000) years to become like he
is. Add in what his life in Egypt was like, and for him changing would probably
take a long time.
Now I'm not saying this fic will lack citrus flavoring… I mean… look at who is
writing this… ME!
This is sorta taking place during the Doom Saga (which I hate.)
Bakura has two pet names for Ryou: hikari-baka (idiot light), and Yadonushi
(host, landlord, master [of the house])
Bakura usually uses hikari-baka when they are alone, and he usually uses
Yadonushi around others (when he's not in the ring).
Finally…
Two new characters are introduced in this chapter...
~*~
~Day 2~
Ryou woke first, and it was then that he realized he was pressed into Bakura's
bare chest as the spirit held him close. As if he were afraid to let him go.
Ryou wondered if he could escape but why would he want to? This was too nice.
Ryou wrapped his arms around Bakura slowly and carefully, so as not to wake the
sleeping spirit. Success! Ryou linked his fingers together behind Bakura's back
and nuzzled Bakura's chest.
Bakura groaned loudly, and Ryou froze. Bakura shifted his grip, pulling Ryou
closer and nuzzling his hikari's soft, fluffy hair. Ryou gasped as Bakura's
thigh slid between his legs.
Ryou felt like he was in heaven; he had fantasized about this moment for so long
and had fantasized about doing other things with the spirit… but he was the
innocent hikari, so we won't talk about that.
Ryou wasn't actually gay… he wasn't attracted to any man, just Bakura. However,
Bakura's sexuality remained a mystery to everyone but Bakura himself. Bakura
never showed any sexual interest in anyone.
What was Bakura's sexual interest? That is question only time could answer, or
Bakura… and Ryou had a feeling time was going to tell him before Bakura ever
would. Someday, sometime, somewhere, the Spirit of the Ring would let a word or
a thought slip out about his sexual interest. That, or Bakura wasn't interested
in any anyone, thus being asexual*.
Ryou blushed madly. Here he was lying in the spirit's arms, and thinking about
whether or not Bakura would want to have sex with him. Ryou shifted in Bakura's
arms which caused said spirit to shift as well. This caused said spirit's arms
slide lower around his hikari's waist, which caused Ryou's blush to deepen.
Ryou rested his head against Bakura's shoulder and inhaled Bakura's scent; the
spicy citrus smell that was uniquely Bakura. Bakura stirred again, he was waking
up. Ryou closed his eyes and pretended he was asleep.
~
Bakura opened his eyes to see…white. He tried to move, only to find himself in
someone's arms. Ryou's arms. Yes, he remembered now. Ryou was cold, he was cold,
that was okay. The position they were in wasn't as okay.
Bakura loosened his grip on his hikari and moved his leg from where it rested
between Ryou's legs. Ryou whimpered and pulled himself closer. Unbeknown to
Bakura, Ryou was very much awake and was using this as an excuse to stay in his
yami's arms.
"Baka…" Bakura whispered in Ryou's ear. "What time is it…?" He muttered to
himself.
"It's 7:47..." Ryou answered which startled the spirit, causing his body to
tense up.
"How long have you been awake?" Bakura asked his hands moving to Ryou's sides
"Since you called me a baka…" Ryou lied, he moved out of Bakura's arms and
crawled out of bed, only to jump right back in.
"What's your problem?" Bakura sneered, getting out of bed and walking around
like it was summer time or something! It had to be at least -5° C*1.
"It's f-freezing!" Ryou fell back into Bakura's bed and pulled the blankets up
to his chin. The spirit rolled his eyes. "I'm not getting up."
Bakura growled but left Ryou lying there. Ryou closed his eyes and inhaled
deeply. This whole room smelled like Bakura, like heaven. Ryou put up his mental
defenses to shield his thoughts from Bakura before falling to his fantasy world.
Which consisted of things he wished he could do with Bakura in the real world.
~
Bakura didn't like it. His hikari was in his room, with his mental shields up.
Ra only knew what Ryou was thinking… or doing. Probably snooping around, or
something else… like touching himself… No… his hikari wouldn't do that in his
bed… right?
"I think I'll just check." Bakura muttered to himself while heading back to his
room, he moved silently, if his host was up to something he wanted to catch the
boy in the act… since is was still dark he doubted Ryou would see him coming.
Bakura peeked into his room and sighed in relief, his hikari-baka was out cold.
He decided since he was here he might as well get dressed, it was kind of cold.
Ryou groaned and rolled over. Bakura glared towards the bed. He was going way to
soft and he was probably only going to get softer as time and the storm went on.
"Baka… you're the cause of this… change… damn you." Bakura hissed to the
sleeping teen, after he finished changing into something a lot warmer. The
spirit headed to the bed, he raised his hand-he was planning to hit the boy but
couldn't. A sharp pain shot through his body and the Millennium Ring around his
neck began to glow an eerie blue. It felt like the source of the Shadow Magic he
had been sensing yesterday was right behind him, but he was alone. He just
lowered his hand, as soon as he did everything went back to normal. Bakura left
his room.
~2 hours later~
Ryou wiped the sleep from his eyes and sat up. Ryou sobbed at the thought of
walking to his room to get his clothes. Ryou crawled out the bed only to find
his clothes folded neatly on the dresser. The Millennium Ring resting on the top
of the pile. "Bakura-sama… thank you!"
Ryou quickly got dressed and scurried into the kitchen to find something for
breakfast. Alas, he found very few breakfast foods that didn't need to be cooked
first, but a muffin and orange juice would do.
Ryou noticed a faint glow coming from the den and he wondered what his yami was
up to. Ryou walked into the den as quietly as he could. Bakura was lying on the
couch, looking up at the ceiling. Ryou silently prayed that his darker half
would open up to him more. He started walking towards the couch when Bakura sat
up, looked at him, and then stood up. Ryou froze, the look in Bakura's eyes was
the same look he always saw before Bakura unleashed his rage upon the closest
thing to him.
Ryou swallowed hard and slowly tried to back away, but thanks to a poorly placed
wall, Ryou was trapped. He was at his Yami's mercy… a thing that the dark spirit
didn't have. "Good morning Yadonushi." Bakura sneered wickedly as he placed his
hands on either side of Ryou's shoulders, blocking him in completely. Ryou
started to tremble, but it wasn't noticeable to any normal person… he knew what
was coming and wished it would end quickly.
Bakura on the other hand, who had been planning to pound the unmerciful crap out
of Ryou, could not bring himself to strike his lighter side. Just like earlier.
The same sharp pain washed over him, but this time the Millennium didn't glow.
It was like something didn't want him to hit his hikari.
Bakura began to wonder if this had anything to do with the boy trembling before
him. It wouldn't surprise him. Ryou was hiding something, that much he knew.
Bakura also knew that his hikari had a habit of betrayal. Ryou was probably
making a deal with some unseen force to have him banished the Shadow Realm
forever, or maybe to have the ring destroyed. He really wouldn't put it past his
hikari to do something like that.
He could feel something faintly, but it was still there. Pulsing, calling to
him, like the Shadow Realm always did. Yes, it calls to you… and your helpless
against its power. The Shadow Realm is like heroin-once you get a taste of its
power you're hooked. It was how he came to be in the ring. His greed and his
desire for revenge made him weak, and once he a got taste of the Shadow Realm's
magic he couldn't get enough. All he had wanted was to avenge his family, who
had been brutally slaughtered-he hadn't wanted to be imprisoned for eternity.
The Shadow Magic had been present all morning. It was faint, yet it was
definitely there, and only those with powerful Millennium Items and those very
familiar with Shadow magic could feel it. Bakura felt like an addict who
couldn't get enough, and someone was dangling a dose of his drug in his face… he
would reach for it… he just couldn't reach far enough.
The spirit knew it was only a matter of time before the same Shadow magic that
gave him his high, his power, would cause his ultimate destruction. If it had
been summer and he was able to go outside, he would have left and hunted down
the source of the Shadow magic… but unlike yesterday, the Shadow magic didn't go
away.
Bakura realized that he still had Ryou backed against the wall. He hadn't
realize until now that he had lowered his head to rest on Ryou's right shoulder.
He let his arms drop from the wall. The spirit placed one hand on his hikari's
left arm. The other tangled its self in Ryou's silky white hair. Bakura inhaled
Ryou's scent. Strawberries… and chocolate…
Ryou had been shocked when Bakura decided to pin him to wall and use him as
pillow, But that was nothing compared to this. Ryou wrapped his arms around the
spirit, and was surprised when the spirit allowed it. He made no attempt to pull
away, or inflict any sort of pain. A smile forced its way onto Ryou's face, this
was better then any dream or fantasy.
Bakura finally came to his senses and threw Ryou towards the couch, because of
force Bakura had used Ryou lost balance and landed on the corner of the coffee
table. Ryou let out a yelp of pain as the corner jabbed into his back, he looked
up toward the wall where Bakura should have been-but he was gone.
~With Bakura~
Bakura fell onto his bed, he didn't know what was coming over him. His actions
just minutes earlier had not only surprised him, but disgusted him. Ryou's scent
lingered in his mind and swirled around with the rest of this thoughts. He was
getting far to soft.
After an hour of pondering, Bakura came to the conclusion that the Shadow Magic
he was sensing had something to do with his behavior. It was only mere minutes
after coming to this conclusion that he heard his bedroom door open and close.
To be honest, he really wasn't in the mood to listen to his hikari's pointless
drabble.
"I'm sorry Bakura-sama." Ryou finally spoke as he laid down next his darkness,
resting his head on the spirits broad muscular shoulder.
"For what hikari-baka?" The spirit was confused by his hikari's apology. His
hikari-baka did nothing wrong.
"For betraying you at duelist kingdom." Ryou answered as his slender fingers ran
through his yami's spiky white mass of tangles he called hair.
//…!?// Bakura couldn't find words to speak… he couldn't even make a sound, he
was so shocked. He twisted around so that he was looking his host, emerald eyes
meeting crimson.
"It was a mistake. If I knew then what I know now… I never would have done it. I
was stupid." Ryou removed his hand from Bakura's hair and let it rest on his
yami's shoulder as he spoke. "I really liked the person you used to be… before
the duel with Yami no Yuugi."
"So?" Bakura spat, putting his shields back up. He had learned at a very young
age not to look weak in front of the enem… what the hell was he saying? This was
Ryou he was talking about… Ryou… the enemy… and cats can fly and have pink
wings. The spirit suddenly felt very foolish.
"I made the biggest mistake of my life that day. I lost the trust of the only
person I truly cared for, which resulted in him being banished to the Shadow
Realm. And what did I get in return?" Bakura's jaw dropped not only at what his
hikari was telling him… but also at the tone of his hikari's voice. The boy
sounded so harsh… so much like himself. "Nothing good… that's what." Ryou
murmured, closing his eyes, waiting for a blow, for an insult, but he received
nothing.
"…" Once again the spirit of the ring was speechless. This was the fifth time in
two days.
"… and thank you for protecting me during our duel with Yami no Yuugi in Battle
City. I know if I had of died you would have been able to keep my body… but you
took the blast for me… I owe you everything." Ryou added on to what he said. He
moved a little closer to the spirit… if one didn't know better, you'd swear that
they were lovers.
"Ryou…"
"Bakura-sama…"
For the first time in a long time they had a mutual understanding for each
other. The bond between them, the bond they shared as Yami and Hikari, slowly
started to change into something more. For a while neither of them said a word.
There was no need to, and for the first time since Duelist Kingdom, Ryou felt
completely safe around his yami.
~Lunch Time: 1:30~
Ryou smiled as he made his way into the kitchen. Ryou looked around for
something to eat… that's when an idea came to him. "Bakura-sama! Come here!"
The spirit of the ring walked into the kitchen, "What?" He demanded in an
annoyed tone.
Ryou smiled, "I just had the greatest idea." He announced to the dark spirit,
who just rolled his eyes and sat down at the small oak kitchen table.
"What was this great idea?" Bakura yawned, he was beyond bored since some unseen
force was keeping him from hurting his hikari.
"Since most of the food in the fridge will spoil, why not put it outside on the
balcony?" Ryou suggested, taking a seat across from his yami.
"Whatever… you're the only one who eats it. It really doesn't matter to me."
Bakura groaned as he stretched, Ryou blushed lightly, luckily for Ryou it was
dark enough to go unnoticed. It was 1:35 PM, yet it felt and looked like it was
almost seven PM. The thick grey clouds blocked both the light and the heat of
the sun's rays.
"But it will give both of us something to do for a while." Ryou informed his
darker side, quickly getting up and moving to hide his blush. Ryou walked over
to the sink and started slicing carrots for lunch. A nice quick salad….
Bakura watched his hikari work for a few seconds before moving to stand right
behind his light. Since the spirit of the ring was a few inches taller, Ryou
could feel his yami's breath against his left ear. He could also feel Bakura's
chest brushing against his back when the spirit inhaled. "The white rain has
stopped falling." Shivers ran down Ryou's spine; Bakura's hot breath tickled his
ear as he spoke. "After you eat we will… move the food."
Since Ryou had his back to Bakura he didn't see Bakura's rising hand. Of course
once Bakura realized what he was about to do, he dropped his hand and left the
room.
~With Bakura~
Bakura mentally scolded himself; just because he couldn't hurt his hikari didn't
mean he had to be "friendly" with him. Bakura wasn't even sure what he had been
doing back there.
The spirit walked through the dining room, one of Bakura's favorite rooms. This
was the only room that wasn't bland; the walls were nicely painted-the bottom
half of the wall was rich burgundy, the top half was dark green, the room had
creamy yellow trim, and various things littered the walls. In the centre of the
room was a red oak table that could seat ten people, but it had only been used
once. Only once…when Ryou's father was still alive.
Bakura left his favorite room and entered the bland hallway… white… white…
white… everything (besides the dining room) in this horrible apartment was
WHITE!!!!! Bakura felt like he was in an insane asylum, only the walls weren't
padded.
There were many word that could used to describe his host and his host's
apartment: bland, dull, lacklustre, and boring.
Sometimes Bakura wondered if Ryou really was his reincarnation. Then he would
remember Ryou had never seen the things he had seen, Ryou had grown up
differently then he had. They grew up in a different time and a different
family, so it would only make sense that the boy be different then he was. But
still… if he had grown up like Ryou, in his own time of course, would he have
been like Ryou?
Bakura entered his room again to ponder this thought.
~That Night~
The temperature had dropped to nearly -8° C*2. The snow had stopped… but it was
still very cold. "Bakura-sama… do you think I could… you know… just until the
power comes back on? It is really cold out… and… and…" Ryou began to blush
madly; he figured he must have sounded like a whore. "Can I sleep with you
again… please?" Ryou sighed and looked at the spirit standing in front of him.
Bakura really wasn't paying much attention. The shadow magic he had been feeling
all day was starting to get to him… and so was his hikari. He was being far to
kind to the boy who had betrayed him and caused him to be banished to the Shadow
Realm. Not to mention causing him to lose his chance to take the Millennium
Puzzle. "Bakura-sama…" A timid voice intruded on his thoughts.
"No… sleep in your own bed." He hissed, mentally cursing himself… tonight was
going to be a very cold night. At least with Ryou in bed with him he could share
in the boy's body heat… but not tonight, he was getting too soft as it was, and
soon Ryou would forget his place.
"But… but… Bakura-sama… it's below freezing!" Ryou exclaimed, so much for
progress… and he really wanted to spend the night in the spirit's arms again.
"We'll both freeze, probably get sick and…" Ryou was determined to get in
Bakura's bed. (A/N: Hentai thoughts… Ryou can be such a… slut… *snicker*
*cough*)
Bakura thought this over… freezing… and illness… that didn't sound too
appealing… heat… and company… that sounded much more appealing… even if it was
his hikari, some company was better then none. "Fine… until the power comes back
on, but that's it!" Bakura hissed again, before walking over and crawling into
the warmth of his bed. Ryou on the other hand scurried into his room and grabbed
his clothes, which consisted of two shirts, two sweaters and a pair of
sweatpants. He then hurried back to the spirit's room; trying hard to hide the
huge smile on his face. The spirit of the Ring was being NICE to him!
Bakura watched his hikari crawl into his bed… he was getting too soft… but what
could he do? After what Ryou told him earlier he started to feel… guilty. Ryou's
apology hit something deep inside of him. 'I lost the trust of a person I truly
cared for…,' Those words lingered in his mind as he drifted to sleep.
~With the new characters~
"Well it's about time the touzoku-ou(^) fell asleep." A woman with pale skin,
long whitish blue hair, and deep blue eyes said to her partner. This was another
young woman with spiky brown hair, tanned skin, and a strange hat. Both women
wore Egyptian clothing.
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this…," The brown haired woman said with
a giggle. They stood at the foot of the bed, watching the yami and hikari pair
cuddling with each other in their sleep.
"Well… the touzoku-ou could be unbeatable, but only if he and his light work
together. Until then he will always lose. You know we can't send him on his
journey until he's ready. You also know he won't be ready until he has realized
what it means to be Yami and Hikari." The paler woman explained. Her eyes glowed
blue, and a blue aura surrounded her body. The snow on the ground began to melt
immediately. "I melted away three feet of the snow, since he is making progress.
At this rate the touzoku-ou and his host will be an unbeatable team." The
blue-eyed woman added.
"What if he refuses to accept his journey?" The tanned woman asked her partner.
"Does he have much of a choice? If he refuses he will die, and so will his
host."
"Come on, we should head back…," And with that they were gone.
~Bakura's Dream~
He wasn't really sure who he was kissing so passionately. Whoever it was, he had
pinned them to the wall. He let his hands tangle into their long hair. His soon
to be lover ran their hands down his back. Hell he don't even know what gender
they were err… are… whoever it was, was trying to pull his shirt off. He pulled
away to let his shirt come off and to see who he was about to fuck senseless…
Green eyes, white hair, flushed, creamy pale skin… oh god… Ryou!!
~End Dream~
Bakura's eyes snapped open. He was gasping for air… he had been about to have a
sex dream about his hikari! Bakura assured himself that nothing like his dream
would ever happen. For one, it was just a dream… nothing more then a dream…
Bakura glanced to his side to see the object of his dream lying next to him,
sound asleep. He watched his hikari for a few minutes before lying back down…
because all dreams are just that… dreams!
Bakura closed his eyes and tried to relax He found the sound of his hikari's
breathing to be strangely relaxing…
~*~
I think this chapter is long enough…
* - Someone who isn't attracted to anyone and doesn't want to have sex. In fact,
the idea of sex just plain grosses them out. Aka: abstinence without attraction.
*1 - that's about 19° F
*2 - that's about 14° F (that's cold for being inside a apartment!)
(^) - is Japanese for Thief King… I tend to use it as a first name: Touzokuoh
(Dorobou) Bakura…
Authors Ramblings:
Everything that happens between Bakura and Ryou from this fic on may not have
happened in the show. Remember that we don't see Bakura and Ryou interacting
with each other in the show… for all we know Bakura could be a big softy who
sits at home with a box of tissues watching romance movies with Ryou while
cuddling under a blanket. Or he could the abusive bastard we read about in
beat-n-fuck fics, though both are unlikely… because Ryou is seen wearing
t-shirts and such, yet has no signs of abuse… and Bakura doesn't seem like a
romantic guy to me… but maybe what we see of Yami no Bakura and Ryou Bakura is
what they SHOW Yugi and the others. I mean, they could act one way when Yugi and
the gang are around and act a completely different way behind closed doors…
anyways I'll shut up now…
Anyways, can you guess who the mystery women are? I'll give you two hints…
Hint one: This fic contains NO OCs, that means they are real characters. XD ^_^
Hint two: They are in the AE (Memory World) saga… so if you haven't seen it, you
most likely won't know who they are.
Oh, one last thing… go to www.fat-pie.com, click on cartoons, and watch Salad
Fingers 1-6... It has to be the funniest thing I've ever watched. I laughed so
much my eyes started watering.
Chapter Title: Chapter 3: Shadow Magic
Rating: R
Pairing(s): Maybe Bakura x Ryou if they get together…
Warning(s): Yaoi, abuse, Bakura OOCness, Blood, cussing.
Beta: My Mother, Himitsu Dorobou
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh…
Warning: This chapter contains Ryou thinking about Bakura's sexuality… so it has
the word 'sex' mentioned a lot.
/Ryou to Bakura/
//Bakura to Ryou//
"Speaking in Ancient Egyptian."
Some things I have to say:
I doubt there will be an actual lemon in this fic… maybe in Heat Wave… *after
many protests* Let me explain… there are 2 reasons for this:
1. Ryou isn't a slut… he's not going to jump in bed with the first person to
kiss him or tell him that they love him…
2. People don't change overnight. It takes time to change; especially for
someone like Bakura who had 5000(in the manga its 3000) years to become like he
is. Add in what his life in Egypt was like, and for him changing would probably
take a long time.
Now I'm not saying this fic will lack citrus flavoring… I mean… look at who is
writing this… ME!
This is sorta taking place during the Doom Saga (which I hate.)
Bakura has two pet names for Ryou: hikari-baka (idiot light), and Yadonushi
(host, landlord, master [of the house])
Bakura usually uses hikari-baka when they are alone, and he usually uses
Yadonushi around others (when he's not in the ring).
Finally…
Two new characters are introduced in this chapter...
~*~
~Day 2~
Ryou woke first, and it was then that he realized he was pressed into Bakura's
bare chest as the spirit held him close. As if he were afraid to let him go.
Ryou wondered if he could escape but why would he want to? This was too nice.
Ryou wrapped his arms around Bakura slowly and carefully, so as not to wake the
sleeping spirit. Success! Ryou linked his fingers together behind Bakura's back
and nuzzled Bakura's chest.
Bakura groaned loudly, and Ryou froze. Bakura shifted his grip, pulling Ryou
closer and nuzzling his hikari's soft, fluffy hair. Ryou gasped as Bakura's
thigh slid between his legs.
Ryou felt like he was in heaven; he had fantasized about this moment for so long
and had fantasized about doing other things with the spirit… but he was the
innocent hikari, so we won't talk about that.
Ryou wasn't actually gay… he wasn't attracted to any man, just Bakura. However,
Bakura's sexuality remained a mystery to everyone but Bakura himself. Bakura
never showed any sexual interest in anyone.
What was Bakura's sexual interest? That is question only time could answer, or
Bakura… and Ryou had a feeling time was going to tell him before Bakura ever
would. Someday, sometime, somewhere, the Spirit of the Ring would let a word or
a thought slip out about his sexual interest. That, or Bakura wasn't interested
in any anyone, thus being asexual*.
Ryou blushed madly. Here he was lying in the spirit's arms, and thinking about
whether or not Bakura would want to have sex with him. Ryou shifted in Bakura's
arms which caused said spirit to shift as well. This caused said spirit's arms
slide lower around his hikari's waist, which caused Ryou's blush to deepen.
Ryou rested his head against Bakura's shoulder and inhaled Bakura's scent; the
spicy citrus smell that was uniquely Bakura. Bakura stirred again, he was waking
up. Ryou closed his eyes and pretended he was asleep.
~
Bakura opened his eyes to see…white. He tried to move, only to find himself in
someone's arms. Ryou's arms. Yes, he remembered now. Ryou was cold, he was cold,
that was okay. The position they were in wasn't as okay.
Bakura loosened his grip on his hikari and moved his leg from where it rested
between Ryou's legs. Ryou whimpered and pulled himself closer. Unbeknown to
Bakura, Ryou was very much awake and was using this as an excuse to stay in his
yami's arms.
"Baka…" Bakura whispered in Ryou's ear. "What time is it…?" He muttered to
himself.
"It's 7:47..." Ryou answered which startled the spirit, causing his body to
tense up.
"How long have you been awake?" Bakura asked his hands moving to Ryou's sides
"Since you called me a baka…" Ryou lied, he moved out of Bakura's arms and
crawled out of bed, only to jump right back in.
"What's your problem?" Bakura sneered, getting out of bed and walking around
like it was summer time or something! It had to be at least -5° C*1.
"It's f-freezing!" Ryou fell back into Bakura's bed and pulled the blankets up
to his chin. The spirit rolled his eyes. "I'm not getting up."
Bakura growled but left Ryou lying there. Ryou closed his eyes and inhaled
deeply. This whole room smelled like Bakura, like heaven. Ryou put up his mental
defenses to shield his thoughts from Bakura before falling to his fantasy world.
Which consisted of things he wished he could do with Bakura in the real world.
~
Bakura didn't like it. His hikari was in his room, with his mental shields up.
Ra only knew what Ryou was thinking… or doing. Probably snooping around, or
something else… like touching himself… No… his hikari wouldn't do that in his
bed… right?
"I think I'll just check." Bakura muttered to himself while heading back to his
room, he moved silently, if his host was up to something he wanted to catch the
boy in the act… since is was still dark he doubted Ryou would see him coming.
Bakura peeked into his room and sighed in relief, his hikari-baka was out cold.
He decided since he was here he might as well get dressed, it was kind of cold.
Ryou groaned and rolled over. Bakura glared towards the bed. He was going way to
soft and he was probably only going to get softer as time and the storm went on.
"Baka… you're the cause of this… change… damn you." Bakura hissed to the
sleeping teen, after he finished changing into something a lot warmer. The
spirit headed to the bed, he raised his hand-he was planning to hit the boy but
couldn't. A sharp pain shot through his body and the Millennium Ring around his
neck began to glow an eerie blue. It felt like the source of the Shadow Magic he
had been sensing yesterday was right behind him, but he was alone. He just
lowered his hand, as soon as he did everything went back to normal. Bakura left
his room.
~2 hours later~
Ryou wiped the sleep from his eyes and sat up. Ryou sobbed at the thought of
walking to his room to get his clothes. Ryou crawled out the bed only to find
his clothes folded neatly on the dresser. The Millennium Ring resting on the top
of the pile. "Bakura-sama… thank you!"
Ryou quickly got dressed and scurried into the kitchen to find something for
breakfast. Alas, he found very few breakfast foods that didn't need to be cooked
first, but a muffin and orange juice would do.
Ryou noticed a faint glow coming from the den and he wondered what his yami was
up to. Ryou walked into the den as quietly as he could. Bakura was lying on the
couch, looking up at the ceiling. Ryou silently prayed that his darker half
would open up to him more. He started walking towards the couch when Bakura sat
up, looked at him, and then stood up. Ryou froze, the look in Bakura's eyes was
the same look he always saw before Bakura unleashed his rage upon the closest
thing to him.
Ryou swallowed hard and slowly tried to back away, but thanks to a poorly placed
wall, Ryou was trapped. He was at his Yami's mercy… a thing that the dark spirit
didn't have. "Good morning Yadonushi." Bakura sneered wickedly as he placed his
hands on either side of Ryou's shoulders, blocking him in completely. Ryou
started to tremble, but it wasn't noticeable to any normal person… he knew what
was coming and wished it would end quickly.
Bakura on the other hand, who had been planning to pound the unmerciful crap out
of Ryou, could not bring himself to strike his lighter side. Just like earlier.
The same sharp pain washed over him, but this time the Millennium didn't glow.
It was like something didn't want him to hit his hikari.
Bakura began to wonder if this had anything to do with the boy trembling before
him. It wouldn't surprise him. Ryou was hiding something, that much he knew.
Bakura also knew that his hikari had a habit of betrayal. Ryou was probably
making a deal with some unseen force to have him banished the Shadow Realm
forever, or maybe to have the ring destroyed. He really wouldn't put it past his
hikari to do something like that.
He could feel something faintly, but it was still there. Pulsing, calling to
him, like the Shadow Realm always did. Yes, it calls to you… and your helpless
against its power. The Shadow Realm is like heroin-once you get a taste of its
power you're hooked. It was how he came to be in the ring. His greed and his
desire for revenge made him weak, and once he a got taste of the Shadow Realm's
magic he couldn't get enough. All he had wanted was to avenge his family, who
had been brutally slaughtered-he hadn't wanted to be imprisoned for eternity.
The Shadow Magic had been present all morning. It was faint, yet it was
definitely there, and only those with powerful Millennium Items and those very
familiar with Shadow magic could feel it. Bakura felt like an addict who
couldn't get enough, and someone was dangling a dose of his drug in his face… he
would reach for it… he just couldn't reach far enough.
The spirit knew it was only a matter of time before the same Shadow magic that
gave him his high, his power, would cause his ultimate destruction. If it had
been summer and he was able to go outside, he would have left and hunted down
the source of the Shadow magic… but unlike yesterday, the Shadow magic didn't go
away.
Bakura realized that he still had Ryou backed against the wall. He hadn't
realize until now that he had lowered his head to rest on Ryou's right shoulder.
He let his arms drop from the wall. The spirit placed one hand on his hikari's
left arm. The other tangled its self in Ryou's silky white hair. Bakura inhaled
Ryou's scent. Strawberries… and chocolate…
Ryou had been shocked when Bakura decided to pin him to wall and use him as
pillow, But that was nothing compared to this. Ryou wrapped his arms around the
spirit, and was surprised when the spirit allowed it. He made no attempt to pull
away, or inflict any sort of pain. A smile forced its way onto Ryou's face, this
was better then any dream or fantasy.
Bakura finally came to his senses and threw Ryou towards the couch, because of
force Bakura had used Ryou lost balance and landed on the corner of the coffee
table. Ryou let out a yelp of pain as the corner jabbed into his back, he looked
up toward the wall where Bakura should have been-but he was gone.
~With Bakura~
Bakura fell onto his bed, he didn't know what was coming over him. His actions
just minutes earlier had not only surprised him, but disgusted him. Ryou's scent
lingered in his mind and swirled around with the rest of this thoughts. He was
getting far to soft.
After an hour of pondering, Bakura came to the conclusion that the Shadow Magic
he was sensing had something to do with his behavior. It was only mere minutes
after coming to this conclusion that he heard his bedroom door open and close.
To be honest, he really wasn't in the mood to listen to his hikari's pointless
drabble.
"I'm sorry Bakura-sama." Ryou finally spoke as he laid down next his darkness,
resting his head on the spirits broad muscular shoulder.
"For what hikari-baka?" The spirit was confused by his hikari's apology. His
hikari-baka did nothing wrong.
"For betraying you at duelist kingdom." Ryou answered as his slender fingers ran
through his yami's spiky white mass of tangles he called hair.
//…!?// Bakura couldn't find words to speak… he couldn't even make a sound, he
was so shocked. He twisted around so that he was looking his host, emerald eyes
meeting crimson.
"It was a mistake. If I knew then what I know now… I never would have done it. I
was stupid." Ryou removed his hand from Bakura's hair and let it rest on his
yami's shoulder as he spoke. "I really liked the person you used to be… before
the duel with Yami no Yuugi."
"So?" Bakura spat, putting his shields back up. He had learned at a very young
age not to look weak in front of the enem… what the hell was he saying? This was
Ryou he was talking about… Ryou… the enemy… and cats can fly and have pink
wings. The spirit suddenly felt very foolish.
"I made the biggest mistake of my life that day. I lost the trust of the only
person I truly cared for, which resulted in him being banished to the Shadow
Realm. And what did I get in return?" Bakura's jaw dropped not only at what his
hikari was telling him… but also at the tone of his hikari's voice. The boy
sounded so harsh… so much like himself. "Nothing good… that's what." Ryou
murmured, closing his eyes, waiting for a blow, for an insult, but he received
nothing.
"…" Once again the spirit of the ring was speechless. This was the fifth time in
two days.
"… and thank you for protecting me during our duel with Yami no Yuugi in Battle
City. I know if I had of died you would have been able to keep my body… but you
took the blast for me… I owe you everything." Ryou added on to what he said. He
moved a little closer to the spirit… if one didn't know better, you'd swear that
they were lovers.
"Ryou…"
"Bakura-sama…"
For the first time in a long time they had a mutual understanding for each
other. The bond between them, the bond they shared as Yami and Hikari, slowly
started to change into something more. For a while neither of them said a word.
There was no need to, and for the first time since Duelist Kingdom, Ryou felt
completely safe around his yami.
~Lunch Time: 1:30~
Ryou smiled as he made his way into the kitchen. Ryou looked around for
something to eat… that's when an idea came to him. "Bakura-sama! Come here!"
The spirit of the ring walked into the kitchen, "What?" He demanded in an
annoyed tone.
Ryou smiled, "I just had the greatest idea." He announced to the dark spirit,
who just rolled his eyes and sat down at the small oak kitchen table.
"What was this great idea?" Bakura yawned, he was beyond bored since some unseen
force was keeping him from hurting his hikari.
"Since most of the food in the fridge will spoil, why not put it outside on the
balcony?" Ryou suggested, taking a seat across from his yami.
"Whatever… you're the only one who eats it. It really doesn't matter to me."
Bakura groaned as he stretched, Ryou blushed lightly, luckily for Ryou it was
dark enough to go unnoticed. It was 1:35 PM, yet it felt and looked like it was
almost seven PM. The thick grey clouds blocked both the light and the heat of
the sun's rays.
"But it will give both of us something to do for a while." Ryou informed his
darker side, quickly getting up and moving to hide his blush. Ryou walked over
to the sink and started slicing carrots for lunch. A nice quick salad….
Bakura watched his hikari work for a few seconds before moving to stand right
behind his light. Since the spirit of the ring was a few inches taller, Ryou
could feel his yami's breath against his left ear. He could also feel Bakura's
chest brushing against his back when the spirit inhaled. "The white rain has
stopped falling." Shivers ran down Ryou's spine; Bakura's hot breath tickled his
ear as he spoke. "After you eat we will… move the food."
Since Ryou had his back to Bakura he didn't see Bakura's rising hand. Of course
once Bakura realized what he was about to do, he dropped his hand and left the
room.
~With Bakura~
Bakura mentally scolded himself; just because he couldn't hurt his hikari didn't
mean he had to be "friendly" with him. Bakura wasn't even sure what he had been
doing back there.
The spirit walked through the dining room, one of Bakura's favorite rooms. This
was the only room that wasn't bland; the walls were nicely painted-the bottom
half of the wall was rich burgundy, the top half was dark green, the room had
creamy yellow trim, and various things littered the walls. In the centre of the
room was a red oak table that could seat ten people, but it had only been used
once. Only once…when Ryou's father was still alive.
Bakura left his favorite room and entered the bland hallway… white… white…
white… everything (besides the dining room) in this horrible apartment was
WHITE!!!!! Bakura felt like he was in an insane asylum, only the walls weren't
padded.
There were many word that could used to describe his host and his host's
apartment: bland, dull, lacklustre, and boring.
Sometimes Bakura wondered if Ryou really was his reincarnation. Then he would
remember Ryou had never seen the things he had seen, Ryou had grown up
differently then he had. They grew up in a different time and a different
family, so it would only make sense that the boy be different then he was. But
still… if he had grown up like Ryou, in his own time of course, would he have
been like Ryou?
Bakura entered his room again to ponder this thought.
~That Night~
The temperature had dropped to nearly -8° C*2. The snow had stopped… but it was
still very cold. "Bakura-sama… do you think I could… you know… just until the
power comes back on? It is really cold out… and… and…" Ryou began to blush
madly; he figured he must have sounded like a whore. "Can I sleep with you
again… please?" Ryou sighed and looked at the spirit standing in front of him.
Bakura really wasn't paying much attention. The shadow magic he had been feeling
all day was starting to get to him… and so was his hikari. He was being far to
kind to the boy who had betrayed him and caused him to be banished to the Shadow
Realm. Not to mention causing him to lose his chance to take the Millennium
Puzzle. "Bakura-sama…" A timid voice intruded on his thoughts.
"No… sleep in your own bed." He hissed, mentally cursing himself… tonight was
going to be a very cold night. At least with Ryou in bed with him he could share
in the boy's body heat… but not tonight, he was getting too soft as it was, and
soon Ryou would forget his place.
"But… but… Bakura-sama… it's below freezing!" Ryou exclaimed, so much for
progress… and he really wanted to spend the night in the spirit's arms again.
"We'll both freeze, probably get sick and…" Ryou was determined to get in
Bakura's bed. (A/N: Hentai thoughts… Ryou can be such a… slut… *snicker*
*cough*)
Bakura thought this over… freezing… and illness… that didn't sound too
appealing… heat… and company… that sounded much more appealing… even if it was
his hikari, some company was better then none. "Fine… until the power comes back
on, but that's it!" Bakura hissed again, before walking over and crawling into
the warmth of his bed. Ryou on the other hand scurried into his room and grabbed
his clothes, which consisted of two shirts, two sweaters and a pair of
sweatpants. He then hurried back to the spirit's room; trying hard to hide the
huge smile on his face. The spirit of the Ring was being NICE to him!
Bakura watched his hikari crawl into his bed… he was getting too soft… but what
could he do? After what Ryou told him earlier he started to feel… guilty. Ryou's
apology hit something deep inside of him. 'I lost the trust of a person I truly
cared for…,' Those words lingered in his mind as he drifted to sleep.
~With the new characters~
"Well it's about time the touzoku-ou(^) fell asleep." A woman with pale skin,
long whitish blue hair, and deep blue eyes said to her partner. This was another
young woman with spiky brown hair, tanned skin, and a strange hat. Both women
wore Egyptian clothing.
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this…," The brown haired woman said with
a giggle. They stood at the foot of the bed, watching the yami and hikari pair
cuddling with each other in their sleep.
"Well… the touzoku-ou could be unbeatable, but only if he and his light work
together. Until then he will always lose. You know we can't send him on his
journey until he's ready. You also know he won't be ready until he has realized
what it means to be Yami and Hikari." The paler woman explained. Her eyes glowed
blue, and a blue aura surrounded her body. The snow on the ground began to melt
immediately. "I melted away three feet of the snow, since he is making progress.
At this rate the touzoku-ou and his host will be an unbeatable team." The
blue-eyed woman added.
"What if he refuses to accept his journey?" The tanned woman asked her partner.
"Does he have much of a choice? If he refuses he will die, and so will his
host."
"Come on, we should head back…," And with that they were gone.
~Bakura's Dream~
He wasn't really sure who he was kissing so passionately. Whoever it was, he had
pinned them to the wall. He let his hands tangle into their long hair. His soon
to be lover ran their hands down his back. Hell he don't even know what gender
they were err… are… whoever it was, was trying to pull his shirt off. He pulled
away to let his shirt come off and to see who he was about to fuck senseless…
Green eyes, white hair, flushed, creamy pale skin… oh god… Ryou!!
~End Dream~
Bakura's eyes snapped open. He was gasping for air… he had been about to have a
sex dream about his hikari! Bakura assured himself that nothing like his dream
would ever happen. For one, it was just a dream… nothing more then a dream…
Bakura glanced to his side to see the object of his dream lying next to him,
sound asleep. He watched his hikari for a few minutes before lying back down…
because all dreams are just that… dreams!
Bakura closed his eyes and tried to relax He found the sound of his hikari's
breathing to be strangely relaxing…
~*~
I think this chapter is long enough…
* - Someone who isn't attracted to anyone and doesn't want to have sex. In fact,
the idea of sex just plain grosses them out. Aka: abstinence without attraction.
*1 - that's about 19° F
*2 - that's about 14° F (that's cold for being inside a apartment!)
(^) - is Japanese for Thief King… I tend to use it as a first name: Touzokuoh
(Dorobou) Bakura…
Authors Ramblings:
Everything that happens between Bakura and Ryou from this fic on may not have
happened in the show. Remember that we don't see Bakura and Ryou interacting
with each other in the show… for all we know Bakura could be a big softy who
sits at home with a box of tissues watching romance movies with Ryou while
cuddling under a blanket. Or he could the abusive bastard we read about in
beat-n-fuck fics, though both are unlikely… because Ryou is seen wearing
t-shirts and such, yet has no signs of abuse… and Bakura doesn't seem like a
romantic guy to me… but maybe what we see of Yami no Bakura and Ryou Bakura is
what they SHOW Yugi and the others. I mean, they could act one way when Yugi and
the gang are around and act a completely different way behind closed doors…
anyways I'll shut up now…
Anyways, can you guess who the mystery women are? I'll give you two hints…
Hint one: This fic contains NO OCs, that means they are real characters. XD ^_^
Hint two: They are in the AE (Memory World) saga… so if you haven't seen it, you
most likely won't know who they are.
Oh, one last thing… go to www.fat-pie.com, click on cartoons, and watch Salad
Fingers 1-6... It has to be the funniest thing I've ever watched. I laughed so
much my eyes started watering.