Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Stay In Shadow ❯ One Step Closer ( Chapter 6 )

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Stay In Shadow

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Chapter 7 - One Step Closer

There was nothing that could change his mind. He had hurt him. He had hurt himself. He had hurt the only one who he really cared about. And now it was over. He had lost his little angel.

Bakura slammed his fist down on the frail and weak plastic table covering his face with his hands and shaking his head.

"How could I have...why did I do that?" he asked himself.

As Bakura's nails dug into his skin, he remembered how foolish he was, leaving Ryou at home. Leaving him where he couldn't see him and even leaving his light in tears. Bakura saw that sobbing face in his mind. He growled. He remembered how he had brought Ryou home, just to show he cared...and then...when Ryou woke up...he told Bakura that, he loved him.

Bakura remembered just sitting with his hikari, not understanding what his little light was saying, nor why he was saying it. He was saying that he loved him for goodness sakes! Bakura didn't expect it and he felt even more confused to why Ryou had latched himself onto him and didn't let go. Bakura then left Ryou, not knowing how to react. But he was sure that Ryou had thought that he didn't care for him. But the little light would be wrong...he loved him too.

Lifting his face from his hands, Bakura looked out the window of the small cafe. It was dark outside, clouds covering the sky and shielding the light from the sun. The whole world seemed to shut down after Bakura left Ryou. What else could go wrong?

And just as Bakura thought that, he knew he regretted it. Walking into the cafe were two boys, one short and one taller, both of them looked alike and Bakura sighed. There was only one possibility. The Pharaoh and his hikari.

"Damn..." Bakura hissed, trying to look away.

Unfortunately, he couldn't hide his spiky hair. He was after all, the only one in the cafe with silver spiky hair. It may have been nice, but sometimes, it could be a curse.

Yami and Yugi saw Bakura and slowly walked over to his table, grabbing a couple more chairs and sitting across from him. Yugi looked up at Yami and back to Bakura, who they knew was obviously trying to avoid them.

Yugi cleared his throat and was about to talk, but Bakura interrupted him.

"I know what you want to say, but it won't help..."

Yami usually hated the Tomb Robber baka, but now he sounded so sincere and so...sad. It wasn't normal and as much as Yami hated the old Bakura, he couldn't stand the new one being the way he was.

"Bakura," Yami said folding his arms in front of him. "You can tell us what's going on, we want to help."

Bakura slowly turned so that he could see the Pharaoh in the corner of his eye. Yugi swallowed.

"As I said before Pharaoh...I.Don't.Need.Your.Help." Bakura said, his eyes piercing into Yami's and Yugi's.

Bakura snarled and was about to stand up and leave, but he felt a hand on his arm. He glared at Yami, but Yami didn't loosen his grip. He had a serious look on his face. It even made Bakura not want to move. He pulled his hand away and looked down at the two.

"I don't need-"

"Well, then we're not trying to help you then. We're trying to help Ryou," Yami said.

Yugi nodded. "We care about Ryou and we don't want him hurt. You care about him too, don't you?"

Bakura frowned. He didn't...did he? But the ally way and at home...

"I-I do care for...Ryou..."

Yugi and Yami smiled.

"Then you should go and see him, he would like that. He loves you too Bakura and you shouldn't leave him," Yugi said. "Please, got to him?"

"I-I" Bakura shook his head. "I can't. Not how I left him...not how I treated him. He shouldn't even care about me. I was the one who beat him!"

"He knows that Bakura," Yami said. "But don't you understand? He loves you for you and no matter what you have done to him, he loves you and always will. Don't break his heart...don't let him fade."

Bakura let those words seep into him. He grabbed at the material of his shirt over his heart, looked at Yami and nodded to him. Then Bakura took a deep breath and walked out of the cafe, holding his jacket close around him and walking down the cold street, home to where he knew it was warm the most.

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The little hikari was sitting in front of the TV screen, watching some old cartoons. He knew that not many people liked to watch cartoons and everyone else thought it was childish, but Ryou thought that cartoons were great. No matter what, whenever one of the characters got hurt they didn't stay hurt for long.

So much unlike the real world.

Ryou pulled his large and soft blanket around his body, nestling himself in the comforting warmness he felt around him. He wished that Bakura could be like that. Just a big blanket that would wrap itself around Ryou when he was scared or didn't want to be alone. That's all he wanted. Bakura.

After what Marik had said to him, Ryou had decided to return home and wait there to see if Bakura was home or would return. He had returned to an empty home, an empty heart and it had been three hours. There was no way he was coming back.

Just at that thought, Ryou felt something run down his cheek. He wiped away the tear and turned off the TV. Wrapping himself even more into the blanket, he squeezed himself down into the couch so that he felt secure and in a small spot. Snuggling into the warm, Ryou felt himself drifting off. But he remembered that he had to stay away. If Bakura came back, he would have to talk to him, even though Ryou was a little afraid of talking to him.

/You don't remember me but I remember you

I lie awake and try so hard not to think of you

but who can decide what they dream?

And dream I do.../

All Ryou heard was silence and it wasn't comforting at all...he wanted to hear someone's voice. Anyone's would do. He was just so lonely. Another tear ran down his soft face and he closed his eyes, trying to block out the pain.

He sniffed and suddenly, he felt something warm on his cheek. Ryou's eyes snapped opened and he gasped. He was looking into dark eyes. Eyes he knew all too well.

"B-Ba-Bakura?"

/I believe in you

I'll give up everything just to find you

I have to be with you to live to breathe

you're taking over me./

Ryou had not heard the door, he had heard no footsteps, but here was Bakura...touching his cheek...

Ryou quickly sat up and his instincts kicked in. He started to back, away, but he was stuck in his spot. What made Ryou even more nervous was the look in Bakura's eyes. He was just staring at him.

Suddenly, Bakura reached for Ryou's hand. Ryou didn't pull away, but he watched as Bakura squeezed his hand firmly, but so it wouldn't hurt. With that grip on his hand, Ryou felt his own body being pulled closer to Bakura.

/Have you forgotten all I know

and all we had?

you saw me mourning my love for you

and touched my hand

I knew you loved me then./

Ryou was so confused by Bakura's actions. He didn't know what to think, what to say, he didn't even know why Bakura was being so gentle. But Ryou did know that he was with Bakura, alone with the one whom he cared about most and he didn't want to move from where he was. He would give anything just to stop time and gaze into Bakura's eyes for eternity and feel his hand in Bakura's, not moving ever and always with each other.

/I believe in you

I'll give up everything just to find you

I have to be with you to live to breathe

you're taking over me./

Ryou felt his breathing getting heavier and all his senses were escaping him, drowning in his emotions, leaking out of his thoughts. He stared up at Bakura and didn't look away. He couldn't It was like he was chained. His heart only wanted to be closer to Bakura, his soul only wanted to be near his.

/I look in the mirror and see your face

if I look deep enough

so many things inside that are just like you are taking over./

All of the emotions that were scattered were being drawn together and so were Ryou and Bakura. Before Ryou knew it, his chest was against his Yami's and Bakura leaned down towards him.