Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Toy ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

WARNING: THIS IS YAOI (male-male relationships)!! If this bothers you, don't read it! If you flame me, I'll just invite all of my friends over, and we'll laugh at it. This chapter contains the graphic rape of a minor!! Don't read it if you can't handle it!

AN: Hey all! This is my first ever YuGiOh fic (that's been posted), so be nice! It's mainly Ryou/Bakura, but there will also be Yami/Yugi and, Seto/Jou. If you want any others, just tell me. All couples can change (except for Ryou/Bakura). The prologue's mainly just showing what their relationship is like in the beginning, which is Ryou the Sex Toy and Bakura the Sadistic Owner of the Sex Toy. Don't worry; it will (eventually) become a real relationship. Just don't expect much fluff...

Side note: This is about Ryou and Bakura's "first time" together. It's rape...kukuku...Enjoy!^^

Prologue: Achieved Perfection

"Can this day possibly get any worse?!" Ryou shouted, as he stormed into his room and threw his book bag into the closet. Thus far, the twelve year old (AN: Ooh....It's statutory....) had managed to fail a test that was 10% of his overall grade, fall down in gym while running the mile, get stuffed into a locker for several hours, and piss off his father who was already on the verge of disowning him. 'Probably not...' he thought, falling onto his bed.

"RYOU?!" Ryou immediately sat up, nearly falling off his bed.

"Y-yes Daddy?"

"I'm going out for a while. If I get home, and you're not here..." His father trailed off, but Ryou had an idea of what he would have said.

"Alright...I won't leave..." The only reply he received was a resounding slam from the front door.

Ryou leaned back onto his bed, when he had the sudden feeling he wasn't alone. "Bakura?" He asked quietly.

"What?"

"Just checking..." he muttered, rolling over and trying to take a quick nap before doing his homework. Just as he was about to drift to sleep, he felt a sudden weight force him onto his back and settle on top of him. His eyes snapped open; he was greeted with angry, dark eyes. "What's wrong?"

"I'm not able to go anywhere, that's what's wrong!"

"I know, but I can't do anything about it. My father said-"

"I know what he said! I was there to hear it, you know!" Ryou said nothing. "Well, since you're not talking, I'll just help myself then."

"Help yourself to what?"

Bakura said nothing.

Neither of them moved for a few minutes, but after a while, Ryou felt a hand moving slowly down his side.

"Bakura! What are you-" He was cut of as Bakura pushed his mouth against his lips and forced them open. "Mnmph!!" Ever since Ryou had received the Millennium Ring Bakura had been there. As long as Bakura was there, he had always felt safe from everything except Bakura himself. Bakura always teased him, hurt him, and talked down to him, but he had never gone so far as to actually kiss him, let alone anything else. Ryou was not just worried, he was scared. Really scared.

Ryou's thoughts were abruptly cut off when Bakura pulled away and reached for something on the floor. Ryou couldn't tell what it was, but when he pressed it against his face, Ryou knew immediately what it was: a knife.

"What's the matter, Hikari?" Bakura said, making it clear that he didn't care and wanted no answer by the tone of his voice. A sudden cold feeling swept across Ryou's chest, and, looking down, he noticed his shirt was gone. 'This is the part where I say "Oh man! He's actually gonna do it!", so start screaming!' Ryou thought, attempting to make a noise. His attempts were in vain, however, when his mouth was yet again forced shut with Bakura's lips on his.

Minutes passed, and Ryou began to think that nothing would happen, that maybe he'd stop. That thought was proved wrong as Bakura slid the knife across Ryou's cold chest, leaving a trail of red liquid in its wake. His dark half lapped at the blood greedily, lifting his face momentarily to grin at Ryou, then slicing at his skin again. This time, Bakura pushed the knife down hard, and a searing pain swept through Ryou's body, ripping a strangled cry from his lips. 'I will not cry I will not cry I will not-' Ryou's chanting ended as a lone tear fell down his face, followed by a steady flow.

The spirit looked up for a moment, and then began to grin even wider. He dropped the blade on the side of the bed again, and then reached down to the zipper on Ryou's pants.

"Please Bakura...Don't do this...." Ryou pleaded, hoping against hope that his yami would take pity on him. Bakura ignored him and simply undid the pants, lifting Ryou up slightly and pushing them and his boxers down to his knees. "Bakura! Plea-" Ryou was cut off as an agitated Bakura backhanded him.

"SHUT UP! Say another word, and I'll fuck you with the blade of my knife! Got that?!" Ryou nodded, and then turned his head away, eyes closed. Nothing happened. A few moments later, he was flipped onto his stomach with Bakura's knee in the small of his back. With his face shoved into his mattress, he couldn't see a thing, but he heard a zipping noise which he assumed was Bakura undressing. Suddenly, the knee was lifted from his back.

"Don't move." Bakura commanded, moving around. He heard Bakura chuckle, then speak, "This might hurt a bit, so feel free to scream." He almost asked what would hurt, but his question was answered as Bakura shoved something into him (AN: remember, Ryou can't see what's going on! Plus, he's (was) an untainted virgin!) that shot pain throughout his body, causing him to arch, screaming.

The world ceased to exist to Ryou. All that he could hear was Bakura's pleasured grunts; all he could feel was that horrible thing pounding into him, harder and faster as time went by. He could feel something dripping down his thighs, but he wasn't sure what it was. It seemed as though it would last forever, but just when he felt he couldn't take it anymore, Bakura stiffened, his muscles tightening, shooting a hot, liquid substance into Ryou. Bakura let out one last pleasure filled grunt, and then pulled out of Ryou.

He rolled off the bed and stood up.

"Get up, and clean yourself up. You're disgusting," Bakura said just before returning to the ring. Ryou tried to move, but all he could do was roll over, which caused him even more pain. Looking down at himself, he saw that the 'stuff' that had been dripping down his thighs had been blood. His blood. It wasn't a very reassuring sight.

Suddenly, it hit him. Bakura hadn't just taken his virginity, the one most precious thing that he could only give away once; he'd made Ryou realize something. The entire two years that he's had Bakura with him had led up to this, and this wasn't going to be a one time thing. He was Bakura's now, and he would never be able to leave him. He was to be a mere toy for the remainder of his existence, something meant for Bakura to play with, break, fix, then play with until it would break again. And the sad thing was, Ryou realized, laughing, that he was going to love every second of it. Ryou threw his head back in an uncharacteristic fashion and laughed, despite the tears pouring steadily down his face, he laughed.

He'd loved it. Not that it had given him any pleasure, but it had given him the thing he'd desired for two years now. He had Bakura's attention and the promise that the only thing that could ever hurt Ryou was Bakura himself. Ryou smiled then, laying back in his blood and Bakura's semen, knowing that he wouldn't want it any other way.

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Well, wasn't that fun! I stopped in the middle of it and ate like...Four bowls of soup. I'm such a pig...Anyway, R/R and let me know what you thought of it. I loved writing this! The only thing that was missing was handcuffs and a leather whip...*drools* Oh! If you found any grammatical errors or whatever, let me know! One can never have good enough grammatical skills! Toodles all!~Krechet

Lyth Taeraneth: My my, she HAS lost it hasn't she? Did you guys know this was actually an attempt to do a REGULAR introduction? Well, it would appear it didn't work. Oh well, it had blood, gay-sex, and well . . . sadism so it's all good.

Krechet: Erm…Thanks Lyth! For all of you who didn't know, Lyth's my best friend. Isn't she lucky? REVIEW!!!

Ryo (from FAKE): I'm sure they will.

Dee (also from FAKE): Why the hell am I here?

Krechet: Because Lyth is here….And because Ryo's here!

Ryo: I'm her muse!

Dee: *is disturbed* Ryo inspired you to write a rape scene?

Krechet: Yup.