Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Yami no hikari ❯ The chapter after the first ( Chapter 2 )

~Wow, I can't believe so many people actually like this story! I mean this is my first shot at yaoi R/B fanfiction, sweet! Okay, couple of things I gotta say...

1) If enough people request it, I WILL put lemon in this story in later chapters, so far I've got a lot so it looks pretty good for you citrus lovers out there!

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*Bakura's POV*

My feet thumped loudly on the marble floors of the school hallway. It was creating a very loud and noticeable racket, not really something a professional thief should be proud of. I didn't care.

Damn you Ryou! Going off to school when you were barely in condition to get out of bed this morning! If something happens to you I don't know what I'll do!

I slammed open the door to the room in which I felt Ryou's life energy. The noise threw the skinny, purple haired girl out of her chair in fright.

"Can I help..." She began, then paused, her big rabbit like eyes trailed over my body. "You look just like Ryou!" She said, surprised.

I repressed the overwhelming urge to scream 'NO SHIT!' and banish her to the Shadow Realm. Instead I managed to growl out; "Where's Ryou?"

She pointed to a bed at the end of the long white room. "He passed out on the floor," She told me, hands clasped together. "But Miho-chan helped him, because she just loves cutie Ryou-kun to pieces!" The girl squealed, ruffling the sleeping forms hair.

I snarled loudly at her. Who did she think she was? Touching the hair of MY hikari, telling him SHE loved him! The little slut!

Shoving her light frame aside, I scooped Ryou up in a cradling position. Resting his head against my shoulder.

"Hey you can't take him home, are you on his emergency contact list?" She babbled loudly as I headed for the door.

"No." I replied coldly, without looking behind me at her, I whipped out the Man-eater Bug card. "I'll let my friend here sigh the papers...."

*Ryou's House*

After making a quick dash across town, I'd finally made in back home. I went upstairs to his bed room and gently laid my hikari down onto his bed.

He looked so peaceful and innocent, with his angelic white hair strewn about his pinched face.

Oh gods Ryou. I pleaded mentally. Don't leave me! Okay, maybe I'm over reacting a little. After all, this is 2003. But back in Egypt a simple cold like this one could snatch your life away from mine... I don't want that to happen....

"And I won't let it." I said softly, leaning over his sleeping form I gently pressed my lips against his, giving him a tender kiss.

As I pulled away, I could have sworn I saw his mouth turn upwards into a smile.

*Normal POV*

Bakura backed up slowly. Okay, you've really got to come clean about this fetish you have for your beautiful other half. After all, he was perfectly helpless right now. As a Yami it was his duty to protect his light from dangers. He headed for the bathroom.

Let's see, when Ryou's father was ill. He got some stuff from that weird chest above the sink. Bakura mused to himself as he opened the medicine cabinet.

It was nearly bursting with bandages and pain killing drugs, all freshly used. Bakura felt a strong pang of guilt when he realized these were all things his hikari used because of his incessant beatings. With a remorseful sigh, he pushed them aside. At the back of the cupboard lay a round, flat jar.

Although Bakura didn't have much experience with the Japanese language reading wise, he was able to make out what the label basically said.

Vicks Vapour rub, soothing scent cures chest congestion, cough/cold.

Perfect! The former tomb robber thought. He walked slowly back into Ryou's room. He sat down on the bed, careful not to disturb the sleeping form.

Direction: Apply thing coat of product to the chest area. Repeat in a few hours if necessary.

Bakura unfastened the golden shirt buckles of Ryou's school uniform. It came off easily, as did his white shirt. He unscrewed the top of the jar. A strong scent of some sort of plant hit him in the nose full force.

Ignoring it, he pulled out a small handful, carefully rubbing it over Ryou's pale chest.

Gods, his body wonderful. Bakura thought. Relishing as his hands swept slowly over every inch of exposed flesh, covering it in the slimy substance. After a full coating, he rubbed it in gently. His finger gently working over Ryou's chest muscles. The boy only stirred once when Bakura's hands touched a large purple bruise on his stomach. Fresh pangs of guilt appeared when Bakura realized it was him who had given Ryou that mark.

The smaller boy whimpered as the sensitive spot wound was touched, his face twisted in his sleep.

"Shh.." Bakura said gently, reaching up with his clean hand to stroke Ryou's hair. "Just relax."

Ryou's body quivered a little, then stopped as his Yami continued to massage his abdomen. He let out a contented sigh.

He's really enjoying this. Bakura thought happily. I'm glad he's not awake to see me in behaving so foolishly. But, I almost wish he was so we could be together. BAH! I'm getting weak!

The tomb robbers thin hands continued to trail over Ryou's smooth skin, tenderly running up and down his girlish figure.

Control yourself! Bakura mentally slapped himself. You taking advantage of his situation! Rape, rape!

Sighing, Bakura removed his hands from Ryou's body. The unconscious body whimpered and shivered slightly. Like a puppy the wanted to be stroked. Absentmindedly, Bakura curled his fingers through his abiou's silky hair. Smoothing down neatly around his face.

"Pitiful creature." The sprit hissed, although he now found himself curled up under the covers next to his partner. "Weak minded, simple, girly little..."

Bakura stopped grumbling to himself long enough to wrap one arm around his hikari, pulling him closer. With the other he continued to stroke Ryou's hair fondly with his thumb.

God, what am I doing? Acting like some sort of love sick puppy! I will not allow myself to act in such a manner! Besides... He thought bitterly. Ryou would never like me that way.

The white haired boy beside him let out a contented sigh, snuggling closer to his Yami. Unconsciously burying his head into Bakura's chest.

The dark sprit leaned over Ryou's head. Kissing his soft hair. Beautiful boy.

Bakura wrapped his arms tightly around his smaller light. Breathing gently on the back of his neck, and drifted off into a sublime sleep.

~So? Was that juicy? Or was that.... Uh.... Uh.... What ever the opposite of juicy is... Pas juicy? I dunno. Anyways REVIEW! And maybe, MAYBE! They'll be a lemon in the next chapter. I really hope the staff doesn't take this down!