Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Way I See It ❯ Ryou's Suffering ( Chapter 3 )

LusciousDragon: Yay!! I got a review!!! Yes!! Score! Thank You Mary Ann!! To your question I will do Ryou next!! I luv Ryou, though I can't say the same for his yami!!

ShadowDragon: Thank God someone reviewed, she would have gone into hysterics if no one had, know she has motivation. It's really sad how much reviews mean to her, she like got up and danced around, well she was also on a sugar high.

LD: Ok, I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, because if I did, it would totally revolve around Seto Kaiba.

On a totally different topic, my friend has something against Tea, I would just like to know, how many people hate Tea/Anzu whatever. Also, if you really want a certain character to go, please request them. Thanx, and remember: REVIEW!!!!!!!

Also, it's kinda confusing, so for Bakura Ryou,

Ryou=hikari,

Bakura=yami

WARNING: light description of Yaoi, Bakura/Ryou, also rape references, slight swearing, (Bakura uses the F-word in almost all, or all of his sentences.) So if you do not like this type of thing, DO NOT read!! Well I warned you, it's your own fault now!!!

Also it seems that because no one really listens to him, or cares about how he feels, Ryou has a lot to say, so be warned, he gets off subject a lot!! He also rambles, his sentences are grammatical nightmares. But bear with him, he's been through enough!!

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Ryou's Suffering

Love is beautiful really, or at least it's supposed to be. Sometimes it's not. Yugi and Yami have such a great relationship, one only has to look into Yami's eyes and they will know by the devotion in them, that he will do anything for his hikari. Yugi does not know how lucky he truly is to have a yami who cares about him so deeply. I wish I could say the same for my yami, alas, I cannot. I will probably never truly understand my yami. Just when I think I've got him all figured out, he goes and changes. I doubt if even he knows what the hell is wrong with him. Bakura stubbornly refuses to face up to the fact that we are in love. Maybe he doesn't love me, he never has actually uttered the phrase. I know that I love him, and I accept it, simply because I realized there was no point in denying it. I wish, just once he would say it. That simple 3-word phrase would wash away all the pain and suffering he has caused me. Instead he calls me his sex toy. Whenever he's drunk, which is very often, he will mumble, "Where are you my little hikari? I know you want me, so get out here and let me fuck you like crazy!!" It's never `make love to you', or anything sweet, it's always "I am going to fuck you like crazy." While he is drunk he does most of the damage. Bakura is a mean drunk, it was while he was drunk that he took away my virginity, in one area anyway. I had dreamed about it, I will not deny, I couldn't wait for it, whenever I saw him, I was pulsating like crazy. But not like that, I never wanted him to take it like that. He just rid of my pants, and stuck it in me…hard!! I screamed, and he slapped me. My face had a large red handprint on it for a week. I hobbled around for what felt like forever, moving caused me the greatest pain. With Yami and Yugi it is probably slow, and romantic, just the way I dream of me and Bakura doing it. Lots of kissing, and just…love. For us it is never like that. With Bakura it is always fast and painful, no lead up, no kissing…no love. Bakura is in and out, he never even says my name when he's doing it, he just goes, "Fuck it's tight, fuck, this is good, feels so good. God it's so fucking tight!!" He never let's me do anything except receive. He calls me a whore, slut, and a `fuckin' pussy.' You're probably saying, `Why the hell does this guy put up with this shit, he should just leave and find someone who truly cares about him.' Ok, maybe you aren't saying that, but I would. It's because despite all his raping me, cursing me off, calling me things like a whore and a slut, and whipping me*-I forgot to mention that one, he whips me a lot, especially if I stay out late with my friends, or if I refuse him when he wants sex then he'll make me strip, and lie down on the kitchen table, or sometimes on the bed, ground, or whatever suits him, then he'll bring out his whip, well actually he'll tie me down first, then he'll get out his whip, he loves that whip, threatens me with it all the time. Then he'll whip me, lashing out with his whip, and hitting my back side, he especially loves to whip my butt, really hard. I have to cry out, and scream, and beg. Especially beg, he also loves it when I cry. He has this thing of licking up my tears. I need to beg him, plead for him to stop. Then he'll make me say stuff. It depends on what mood he's in. While this is going on, his pants will become very tight, he'll shed them, and plunge his already erect member into me. He blatantly refuses to `warm me up' or get me ready for it. No stretching with his fingers first. (He never did that even for his first time, so it KILLED!!)After he's done, he will usually untie me. USUALLY!!!! Once he decided to leave me chained up to the kitchen table all night, and probably would have left me there for a LONG time, he said it was convenient for relieving himself whenever he hardened. Fortunately for me, he can not cook… at all, it's even scary if he makes himself peanut butter and jelly, (the one, and only time he ever made it by himself, was once when I was at school, when I got home, there was peanut butter all over everything, and somehow there was jelly on the ceiling. I do not know, don't ask me! He refused to tell me what happened, but instead muttered darkly, "Damn containers got what they were asking for, they fuckin' wouldn't open!!" So I had to clean it up, sure glass splinters cut through my shoes and cut up the bottoms of my feet, but it was kinda cute, in a weird way, how helpless he was without me. It made me feel…needed. I think back on that day a lot.) so eventually, out of need for food, he released me- I stay with him because sometimes he acts like he loves me!!* Sometimes he won't talk for a while, his eyes will glaze over in thought, and I know he's thinking about his past in Egypt. It must have been really bad, because he seems to need someone with him at these times. The first time it happened, I was so surprised I almost fainted. Now I have grown used to it, he holds me in his lap, and strokes my hair. I don't know how, but my presence helps him win these inner battles. I guess I stay with him, not only because I need him, but also because he needs me.

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LusciousDragon: ok, I used the * symbol twice in my story, basically, because I made the two sentences red, and the reason behind this being that Ryou goes off subject, and I wanted to make it so people wouldn't be like `Huh? What's he talkin' `bout? Ok, I doubt people would say that, but still!

Awwww……. That was so cute!! Poor Ryou!! *hugs him* "It's OK, Ryou, you have so many fans, I luv you, well not as much as Seto but… Anyway

Please review.

I am kinda worried because my yami usually comes in now, with some mean remark, but instead she's up in my room, with the door locked, and I think she's planning out how to take over the word. Anyone got a bobby pin or w/e the hell those ugly stupid things are called that people in the `80's or probably earlier used. I need to unlock that door. So while I go save the world from my yami, please review my story, and vote for whose perspective you wish to hear. I will read all reviews I swear. Gotta go save the world!! Bye!