Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Yami no hikari ❯ V (as in vice) ( Chapter 5 )

~Okay, here's the skinny; The next chapter will have lemon in it, I'm not so sure of my abilities to write a lemon fic but you people sure seem to want it so...

Yami: Oh shut up,

Draqua: Your just mad because I didn't write a yaoi fic about you and Yugi.

Yami: (Harumph) Maybe.

Draqua: Well, I might do a sequal with Yami/Yugi in it so just review and give me ideas. Anyways, lemon in the next chapter. Enjoy this clean chappy!~

Bakura walked slowly and evenly up the front steps as not to disturb his lighter half. The poor boy had been through enough today without being jarred about in his sleep. However, ever since the boy had fallen asleep in Bakura's arms, he'd suddenly started to look a lot better.

Bakura opened the door of their home, he liked the sound of that Their Home, and carried Ryou upstairs to his room. He lay the white haired boy onto the bed. Just like before... But now I'm not going to run away from my emotions. Even if Ryou doesn't love me back I'll always protect him. The sprit leaned forward and let his body sit next to Ryou on the bed.

"Gomen ne, Ryou-kun.... I was afraid." He stroked Ryou's thick hair fondly.

"Don't be sorry." Ryou mumbled softly, his large brown eyes opened and he sat up slowly. "I was afraid too," He leaned into his yami's side. "Afraid of my emotions... Maybe that's why I got so ill." The light boy let out a sigh and went limp against Bakura.

"Maybe..." The tomb robber replied, tracing the outline of his hikari's face with his thumb. "How are you feeling now?"

"Much better." Ryou replied brightly. "I don't feel sick when you're around." The boy smiled and let his yami pull him into a cradling position.

"Hmm, I'm glad to hear that." Bakura said, nuzzling noses with Ryou. He then lifted the boy under the covers and tucked him in gently. "I'll go get you a hot water bottle, how about that?"

"Okay." Ryou agreed cheerily.

Bakura smiled fondly as he exited the room. Now that he had admitted his feelings, Ryou seemed so much happier, stronger. Can love really do that? Imagine all the time he had missed spending with his light when he had been beating him, that he could have spent holding him close like that.

The tomb robber screwed the metal cap on the rubber bottle, poking at it to see if it was full enough.

"Here you go." He said gently, handing it to Ryou when he got back to the boy's room.

Ryou tucked the rubber object into his opened school blazer on to his chest.

What I wouldn't give to be the hot water bottle right about now. Bakura thought, admiring his hikari's well formed chest.

"Are you okay, Bakura?" Ryou asked. Although his voice was concerned, there was a hint of lust in his voice. "You look a little flushed."

"I guess I'm a bit warm..." Bakura replied, Ryou's innocent tone did not fool him for a minute. He knew what the boy was planning.

"Maybe..." Ryou said slowly. "You should take you shirt off." Bakura raised his eyebrows a mile high. "Well! If you want to!" The boy sputtered back.

"Haha.." Bakura laughed gently. It was such a rare treat to see his yami laugh. He pulled off his white sweater with one swift motion (bet he's had practice) removing his green, silk shirt in the process. He flung the material across the room, giving Ryou time to relish in his clothes less upper body.

"Oh gods..." Ryou mumbled slightly, leaning into his yami's chest. He curled body up to make himself easier to hold, and Bakura rocked him back and forth. Stroking his hair and singing softly, like a mother would to her child.

"Gods Ryou, I want you." The taller boy whispered.

"Then take me..." His hikari replied. "I want you to."

~(sirens) LEMON IN THE NEXT CHAPTER, LEMON IN THE NEXT CHAPTER! (sirens stop) Okay, just thought I'd warn you, I'm done now.

Okay, go click that little button, send in ideas (considering I've never written a lemon before and have positively no idea what to do, I'll think of something)~