Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ You Thought you were Free ❯ School... a place of freedom? ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Author Note: Hey everyone, sorry for the cliffy… or at least I think it was a cliffy… Anyways, you all can kill me now. I'm sorry Ryou has to suffer. I truly, truly am. Oh, and just so you know, there is no nice Bakura interacting with Ryou in this story, or at least not real niceness.

Disclaimer: I don't own Ryou, Bakura, Yuugi, Yami, Malik, Marik or anyone else who might appear… I wouldn't mind owning Bakura or Ryou though…

When Ryou finally arrived at his homeroom, he headed straight over to where Yami and Yuugi were sitting. They were in the middle of a duel, and Ryou sat down next to Yuugi, pulling at the uncomfortably tight collar around his neck.

“Morning Ryou, aren't you glad its… Holly hell, what happened to your face?” Yami gasped out, and Yuugi reached up to stroke the bruised cheek tenderly.

Ryou involuntarily flinched, and Yuugi pulled his hand away, “Oh my God, did I hurt you?” the concern was clearly evident in Yuugi's voice.

“Just a bit, I fell down the stairs this morning, tripped over a shoe and went tumbling down.” He said, pulling the sweatshirt down on his arms, there were bruises there too.

“Wow, that looks like one nasty fall, did you put ice on your face?” Yami asked as Yuugi pulled Ryou into his lap. Ryou flinched again, and Yuugi kissed his back and neck, trying his best to sooth him. Only now noticing the collar.

“Whoa, Ryou, creepy collar, where did you get it?” Yuugi asked, playing tenderly with the little lock on the back.

Ryou chose to ignore the question as he watched Bakura walk into the room and glance into the corner they were sitting in, an evil smirk gracing his face.

“No, Yami, I didn't have time to ice it.” Ryou said, moving slightly back into Yuugi's arms. He won't hurt me here, no, he can't… Ryou thought.

“Well, I'm sure Yuugi will be happy to accompany you down to the nurses office, you need to put ice on it, that thing will swell.” Yami said noticing Ryou's fearful glance towards Bakura.

“No, I'll be okay,” Ryou, said getting off Yuugi's lap. “I can get there on my own, I need Yuugi to take notes for me if I don't get back.” He gave the two a nod and headed out the door, not noticing Bakura follow him.

Ryou walked briskly down the hallway, he had no intention of going to the nurses office, he was going to the locker room, where he could get his own ice and avoid any annoying questions the nurses might ask him. He knew the consequences for turning Bakura in and he wasn't about to put Yuugi in that situation.

He smiled when he thought of Yuugi, it seemed as though Yuugi was the only light in his life right now, filling the empty void Bakura had left when he had rejected Ryou so cruelly so long ago.

Don't think about him… Don't do it. Ryou scolded himself. He was free for him for at least school. Maybe not when he got home, but definitely school. Or at least he thought he was.

“I never thought I would see you with Yuugi, Ryou.” Bakura said, throwing Ryou against a wall in an empty hallway. He grinned when Ryou whimpered in a mixture of fear and pain.

“I mean it was obvious the two of you liked one another, but I thought you were loyally devoted to me! I'm so shocked and ashamed that my only little bitch is cheating on me for some pointy haired freak. I thought you had better taste then that.” Bakura said running a hand along Ryou's bruised face before slapping.

Ryou cried out in pain and tried to shrink to the floor. But the collar yanked him up roughly. “By the way, I forgot the other, new school rules for you. You are only to speak to Jou and Seto when I say its okay, or when they speak to you. You are to only follow my orders and if you listen to anything else anyone says then I will beat you, unless I give Jou and Seto special permission. Oh and Marik, my dear sweet Marik, you do what he says as well.” He watched Ryou attempt to nod and threw him to the floor.

“Yes… Yes, master,” Ryou, said, adding the `master' for good effect. Praying he wouldn't get punished for the comment. He was relived when Bakura smiled harshly.

“I like that, call me Master from now on, slave.” Bakura said, grabbing Ryou up off the floor and slamming him back against the wall. He leaned close, and Ryou pulled his head back. Knowing what Bakura was planning.

“No, please, I have Yuugi, please.” Ryou began to beg, only to see Bakura smirk even worse then he had been and lean in ever closer. Ryou tried frantically to pull his head back, but he slammed it against the brick wall.

“Hmmm, you weren't complaining when you kissed me, were you slut?” Bakura said and forced his lips against Ryou's trembling ones.

Ryou cried softly, feeling Bakura's tongue enter his mouth. He allowed the kiss, allowing himself to be dominated as their first kiss together had been. He cried softly when Bakura dropped him back to the floor. “Better get to the Gym, little Ryou. Don't want dear Yami and your love Yuugi to be worried do you?” Bakura asked, laughing sadistically as he headed back in the general direction of the homeroom.

Ryou sat on the floor and cried, looking up at the clock and realizing that entire fiasco had only taken about 3 minutes; if that. He felt dirty and tainted. He had always prided himself on never cheating on his boyfriends, even if he had only had one or two of them. He had just done the one thing he had vowed never to do to anyone.

He stood up a minute later and headed down to the gym, where the teacher let him have access to the equipment room no questions asked. Ryou grabbed the bag of ice and pressed it against the newly made bruises around his face and the slight bruise made on his neck.

Before entering the classroom, he paused for a moment to wash his face with some cool water, trying to remove the tear streaks from down his face. He couldn't let Yuugi and Yami know, especially now that Bakura knew him and Yuugi were together. He would make it ten times worse on Yuugi now if he ever did get to beat him up.

After taking a deep breath, Ryou walked into the classroom, not looking at Bakura when he heard the boy murmur, “Slut.” And heard Jou and Seto laugh evilly under there breaths.

He sat back down next to Yuugi, resting his head against the table, glad he was back in time to take his own notes.

“Wow, Ryou, your bruises look worse then when you left.” Yuugi said stroking Ryou's hand softly in attempt to comfort the obviously upset boy.

“This doesn't have anything to do with Bakura, does it?” Yami asked, looking over to where the three boys were sitting, laughing at some joke Bakura had obviously made.

“What… No. Of course not, why would it have anything to do with him?” Ryou questioned frantically, glancing to make sure Bakura couldn't hear the conversation.

“I know he is staying with you, and he just followed you out of here in a pretty big hurry.” Yami said as Yuugi continued to cuddle Ryou's hand.

“How… How do you know he is staying with me?” Ryou asked, panic rising slowly inside of him.

“Because I heard my mother talking about it, how strange it was that the two of you are friends again and the fact that she thought for sure it was over this time.” Yami said. “She talked to your Dad about you coming over this weekend and he said there was no need, that you already had someone to stay with.”

Ryou silently let out a sigh of relief. Yami didn't know about the beatings, Yuugi was still safe. “Yeah, well, we aren't exactly friends, but at least I get to go to the tournament this weekend, ne?” Ryou said trying to put on a happy faced and snuggled up against Yuugi, who giggled and blushed.

“Yes, that will be fun, I mean, who knows it night end up being the three of us in the finals, and then one of us will take home the crown King of Games.” Yuugi said giggling against Ryou's shoulder.

Ryou sighed in content as the two continued there duel, with Ryou pointing out tid-bits here and there about what each of them could have done to improve there last move. It was a pretty uneventful rest of the morning.

Lunch was Ryou's favorite part of the day. Not only did he get to spend it in his corner of the yard with Yami and Yuugi, but also that meant no Bakura.

The only days Bakura had lunch with Yuugi was on Wednesdays, and those days Yuugi normally ate lunch with Duke. Duke and Ryou would talk about everything from there new decks to the new band coming to town. Since today was defiantly not a Wednesday, Ryou had nothing to worry about.

He got his lunch of chicken nuggets and fries, chocolate milk and a cookie for dessert and went to sit in his corner with Yuugi and Yami.

They were just starting to get into a fairly heated debate over when was the best time to use a scapegoat card (Yuugi thought best when in a Jam, Yami said anytime you need to think) when Ryou decided to throw away his trash.

“Hey guys, I'll be right back, I'm going to throw this stuff away, you guys have anything?” Ryou asked gathering up the remnants of his lunch.

“No, were fine, hurry back, I know you agree with me.” Yuugi said, plowing back into the discussion full force with a million new points and ideas.

Ryou giggled and walked over to the closest trashcan. He was throwing away the last of the garbage when he heard the single most awful sound he ever could have heard.

“Hello, Ryou, how is your lunch?” Seto asked, and Ryou only nodded his head in response.

“I can't hear your brain rattle, I asked how was your lunch?” Jou asked, looking straight at Ryou with a look of pure spite on his face.

“F…Fine.” Ryou said, after remembering the context of the rule. `Don't speak to them unless they speak to you.'

“That's good to hear, now you see, Jou and I have a little request for you.” Seto spat and Ryou looked up from where he was throwing away his garbage.

“H…hai?” Ryou asked timidly. Praying that they would just go away and not embarrass him in front of Yuugi like this.

`Well, you see, Seto has a taste for blondes.” Jou began and Ryou looked up in horror. “ We were wondering if he could get a little taste of you?” Jou asked, knowing what the answer had to be.

Until Ryou remembered the rule, “Ummm… do you have permission to be asking me this?” Ryou asked definitely praying the answer was no.

Jou smirked and looked over at Seto, he smirked as well. “No, we don't you little brat, and why does it matter?”

Ryou took a step back, running into a tree. “Cause I'm not allowed unless you have permission no permission no kiss, nothing, so leave me be!” Ryou cried and rushed back over to where Yami and Yuugi were sitting. He sat next to Yuugi and curled up on the ground resting his head in Yuugi's little lap.

He smiled when he felt Yuugi start to play with his hair, and continue his discussion with Yami.

He was safe… for now.

Author Note: I understand that this isn't truly violent and I mean, I know for a lot of you this is hard to read, but please forgive me. I hate writing Bakura like this because I honestly think deep down he is a great guy. I know he really does love Ryou, but this is a portrayal of something similar that has happened in my life and dreams. So I guess in some ways it's based on a true story.

All I have to say is if you have someone treating you negatively and hurting you in a friendship, head your friends, families and parents warnings and get out now. You may not think it's this bad but mentally this is only half of what I suffered.

Trust me folks, you don't want to end up in a mentally abusive relation ship and if your in one and your friends are telling you to get out. Please do, it will be better in the long run. It truly will, not matter hoe hard it may seem in the beginning, it can be worse and it will get worse if you let it continue. So get out now, and realize that the people telling you to get out, are the ones that truly love you.