Tokichan: Okay... I have decided to write my first true
yaoi fic. Well, I guess that my unposted Demon Diary
ficcy is my first, but this is my first POSTED yaoi romance.
I don't know if I'll end up making it a lemon or not... I'm
thinking I will right now, but I MAY chicken out. I've never
posted one of my lemons before.
This ficcy is a Ryou/Bakura, my current favorite. It has
implied Yami/Yuugi and Malik/Marik, and perhaps Jou/Seto
later (I am unsure of this. Depending on my mood I go from
Jou/Mai to Jou/Seto... Both seem pretty good). I'll try to
avoid bashing anyone (*cough*Anzu*cough*) if only to keep
this whole fic in character.
Thankyou for taking the time to read this fic. If you like it
and want me to continue please review (otherwise I just
loose intrest in working on it...), and check out my other
stories here and under the same name on FictionPress.
Thankyou again!
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Disclaimer: I don't own YuGiOh. Somebody else does. I
make no profit from writing this. Only the satisfation of
sharing my love and veiw of the show.
I do own Ruki, though... You can put her in one of your fics
if you really want too... just tell me and give me credit for
her (though I'm not sure WHY you would want to use her)...
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Toki: Thanks for reading the disclaimer. It makes it clear
that you should not sue me. I have no money. Spent it all in
Japan last summer.
Also, a note on Ruki: She is an original character and any
simalarity to anyone else is PURELY unintended. Just
thought I'd add that.
NOW! On with the ficcy! ENJOY!
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What They Can't Describe - By Tokichan
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Bakura was staring at the ceiling, confused again.
It seemed to happen a lot lately. And it was all Ryou's fault.
And WHY did Ryou confuse him so? Because he
was doing everything in his power to push AWAY his hikari,
to NOT get attached to Ryou. But no matter what he did or
how much he hurt Ryou his hikari would still smile at him and
he would feel his insides go all mushy and un-evil like. Which
was NOT the way he wanted to be. His whole life had taught
him that he had to be tough to survive, and tough people didn't
go all mushy when their hikari smiled at them.
And that was why Bakura had decided that he must
convince Ryou that he didn't care about him and never would.
But his new course of action really seemed to be working a
little too well. After one week of completely ignoring Ryou, not
even paying enough attention to beat him, Ryou seemed to
be sure that Bakura hated him. And this gave Bakura another
reason to be confused, because he shouldn't be upset that
Ryou belived he was hated after working so hard to convince
him of it, right?
Bakura had tried to think over his feelings, but he
really wasn't very good at understanding them. In all the
thousands of years he had lived he had always come across
plenty of things he truely hated, but nothing that he could say
he truely loved. At least nothing that lasted. He had loved his
mother, but she died when he was young. He had a few good
friends, but they hadn't been fast enough to escape from the
Pharoah's gaurds. And he didn't feel the same about them as
he did for Ryou.
Bakura thought about all this as he wandered the
streets. Where was it that he had gone so wrong that he had
last the ability to accept when he loved somebody? Was it at
the same time that he had decided that all he needed to be
happy was power? Or mabey it was at the point that he came
to the conclusion that he wasn't worth anything. Bakura was
so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice the short girl
until they collided.
The girl was mabey nine years old at the most, and
was fairly small and malnourished at that. She was wearing a
pair of worn out, blood stained overalls over a black teeshirt,
and had her long, wavy golden hair tucked up in an old looking
baseball hat that fell off when she collided with Bakura. Bruises
and scratches on her arms and bare feet, and a cut ran across
her left cheek. Bakura could tell that the girl had just been in a
fight, and hadn't been winning.
The girl ducked behind a trash can as a group of
much larger, stronger looking boys, most likely members of a
gang, ran by mumbling about 'killing the little theif' as they took
a look around and passed by the street after only seeing Bakura
standing in the middle of it. Bakura raided an eyebrow before
looking to the battered girl.
"What did you steal from them, kid? They seem to be
a little upset," Bakura said with a smile. The girl glared at him and
put back on her hat.
"I only took what I earned. I helped them out and they
don't want to pay up," The girl snapped, turning to leave. Bakura
laughed at her attitude and grabbed her by the back if her shirt,
holding her in the air.
"Hmm... What's a little twerp like you doing hanging
around a gang anyway? You looking to be killed?" He asked.
The girl kicked and sqirmed.
"Put me DOWN! I'm not a twerp, my name is Ruki! So
SHUT UP! I had to do this! It's the only way I could get back Kai's
medallion! It's all I have to remember him by! Isn't there anyone
important to you!?" the girl yelled, making Bakura frown.
"That's what I'm trying to figure out. Come with me, kid.
I'll make sure those boys don't catch up with you." Bakura said.
Ruki blinked and gave him a strange look.
"Why should I trust some stranger?" She asked. Bakura
smirked at her question. It had such a simple answer, after all.
"Because I'm the only one around here that might NOT
want you dead, and because I won't tell anyone that you were
messing with the gang that controls this area. Now hurry!" Bakura
snapped, leading a very skeptical Ruki down a series of shadowy
allies and backstreets. "So, who's this Kai that you were talking
about?" Bakura asked. Ruki frowned sadly.
"My big brother. He was killed by that gang. I had to get
back his medallion. It was his lucky charm... The only thing I have
to remember him by," she explained. Bakura frowned at Ruki's sad
voice. Her life wasn't all that bad
"Cheer up kid. You're still young and able to find other
people to hold dear. You'll heal in time. Unlike me." Bakura said,
stopping at the end of an ally and looking around, "Okay kid, I'll
leave you here. You should be okay from here on, right?"
Ruki nodded and watched as Bakura headed off into the
dark towards his home. What a strange guy. He reminded her of
Kai, dark and brooding. He needed someone who could help him
find his lost heart.
Ruki didn't hear the sound of footsteps behind her until
it was too late. The next day a garbage man found her dead body
in a dumpster. Bakura saw the story on the six o'clock news.
Neither the gang nor the police found the medallion she
had stolen. Bakura, however, found a golden coin with the name
"Kai" engraved on it sitting on his nightstand. He had no idea how
it got there, and if he had been told he most likely wouldn't have
believed it. At least not until he met Ruki again several days after
her death.
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To be continued
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Toki: So, what do you think? This is just the prologue. Soon the
real plot will start. Ruki will help Bakura and Ryou get together
and Bakura will help her avenge her and her brother's deaths
so that she can rest in peace. I think Ruki is a sweety, other
than her bad habit of haunting people... Why she helps Bakura
is explained later.
Please R&R if you want me to continue.
yaoi fic. Well, I guess that my unposted Demon Diary
ficcy is my first, but this is my first POSTED yaoi romance.
I don't know if I'll end up making it a lemon or not... I'm
thinking I will right now, but I MAY chicken out. I've never
posted one of my lemons before.
This ficcy is a Ryou/Bakura, my current favorite. It has
implied Yami/Yuugi and Malik/Marik, and perhaps Jou/Seto
later (I am unsure of this. Depending on my mood I go from
Jou/Mai to Jou/Seto... Both seem pretty good). I'll try to
avoid bashing anyone (*cough*Anzu*cough*) if only to keep
this whole fic in character.
Thankyou for taking the time to read this fic. If you like it
and want me to continue please review (otherwise I just
loose intrest in working on it...), and check out my other
stories here and under the same name on FictionPress.
Thankyou again!
-
Disclaimer: I don't own YuGiOh. Somebody else does. I
make no profit from writing this. Only the satisfation of
sharing my love and veiw of the show.
I do own Ruki, though... You can put her in one of your fics
if you really want too... just tell me and give me credit for
her (though I'm not sure WHY you would want to use her)...
-
Toki: Thanks for reading the disclaimer. It makes it clear
that you should not sue me. I have no money. Spent it all in
Japan last summer.
Also, a note on Ruki: She is an original character and any
simalarity to anyone else is PURELY unintended. Just
thought I'd add that.
NOW! On with the ficcy! ENJOY!
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What They Can't Describe - By Tokichan
-
Bakura was staring at the ceiling, confused again.
It seemed to happen a lot lately. And it was all Ryou's fault.
And WHY did Ryou confuse him so? Because he
was doing everything in his power to push AWAY his hikari,
to NOT get attached to Ryou. But no matter what he did or
how much he hurt Ryou his hikari would still smile at him and
he would feel his insides go all mushy and un-evil like. Which
was NOT the way he wanted to be. His whole life had taught
him that he had to be tough to survive, and tough people didn't
go all mushy when their hikari smiled at them.
And that was why Bakura had decided that he must
convince Ryou that he didn't care about him and never would.
But his new course of action really seemed to be working a
little too well. After one week of completely ignoring Ryou, not
even paying enough attention to beat him, Ryou seemed to
be sure that Bakura hated him. And this gave Bakura another
reason to be confused, because he shouldn't be upset that
Ryou belived he was hated after working so hard to convince
him of it, right?
Bakura had tried to think over his feelings, but he
really wasn't very good at understanding them. In all the
thousands of years he had lived he had always come across
plenty of things he truely hated, but nothing that he could say
he truely loved. At least nothing that lasted. He had loved his
mother, but she died when he was young. He had a few good
friends, but they hadn't been fast enough to escape from the
Pharoah's gaurds. And he didn't feel the same about them as
he did for Ryou.
Bakura thought about all this as he wandered the
streets. Where was it that he had gone so wrong that he had
last the ability to accept when he loved somebody? Was it at
the same time that he had decided that all he needed to be
happy was power? Or mabey it was at the point that he came
to the conclusion that he wasn't worth anything. Bakura was
so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice the short girl
until they collided.
The girl was mabey nine years old at the most, and
was fairly small and malnourished at that. She was wearing a
pair of worn out, blood stained overalls over a black teeshirt,
and had her long, wavy golden hair tucked up in an old looking
baseball hat that fell off when she collided with Bakura. Bruises
and scratches on her arms and bare feet, and a cut ran across
her left cheek. Bakura could tell that the girl had just been in a
fight, and hadn't been winning.
The girl ducked behind a trash can as a group of
much larger, stronger looking boys, most likely members of a
gang, ran by mumbling about 'killing the little theif' as they took
a look around and passed by the street after only seeing Bakura
standing in the middle of it. Bakura raided an eyebrow before
looking to the battered girl.
"What did you steal from them, kid? They seem to be
a little upset," Bakura said with a smile. The girl glared at him and
put back on her hat.
"I only took what I earned. I helped them out and they
don't want to pay up," The girl snapped, turning to leave. Bakura
laughed at her attitude and grabbed her by the back if her shirt,
holding her in the air.
"Hmm... What's a little twerp like you doing hanging
around a gang anyway? You looking to be killed?" He asked.
The girl kicked and sqirmed.
"Put me DOWN! I'm not a twerp, my name is Ruki! So
SHUT UP! I had to do this! It's the only way I could get back Kai's
medallion! It's all I have to remember him by! Isn't there anyone
important to you!?" the girl yelled, making Bakura frown.
"That's what I'm trying to figure out. Come with me, kid.
I'll make sure those boys don't catch up with you." Bakura said.
Ruki blinked and gave him a strange look.
"Why should I trust some stranger?" She asked. Bakura
smirked at her question. It had such a simple answer, after all.
"Because I'm the only one around here that might NOT
want you dead, and because I won't tell anyone that you were
messing with the gang that controls this area. Now hurry!" Bakura
snapped, leading a very skeptical Ruki down a series of shadowy
allies and backstreets. "So, who's this Kai that you were talking
about?" Bakura asked. Ruki frowned sadly.
"My big brother. He was killed by that gang. I had to get
back his medallion. It was his lucky charm... The only thing I have
to remember him by," she explained. Bakura frowned at Ruki's sad
voice. Her life wasn't all that bad
"Cheer up kid. You're still young and able to find other
people to hold dear. You'll heal in time. Unlike me." Bakura said,
stopping at the end of an ally and looking around, "Okay kid, I'll
leave you here. You should be okay from here on, right?"
Ruki nodded and watched as Bakura headed off into the
dark towards his home. What a strange guy. He reminded her of
Kai, dark and brooding. He needed someone who could help him
find his lost heart.
Ruki didn't hear the sound of footsteps behind her until
it was too late. The next day a garbage man found her dead body
in a dumpster. Bakura saw the story on the six o'clock news.
Neither the gang nor the police found the medallion she
had stolen. Bakura, however, found a golden coin with the name
"Kai" engraved on it sitting on his nightstand. He had no idea how
it got there, and if he had been told he most likely wouldn't have
believed it. At least not until he met Ruki again several days after
her death.
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To be continued
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Toki: So, what do you think? This is just the prologue. Soon the
real plot will start. Ruki will help Bakura and Ryou get together
and Bakura will help her avenge her and her brother's deaths
so that she can rest in peace. I think Ruki is a sweety, other
than her bad habit of haunting people... Why she helps Bakura
is explained later.
Please R&R if you want me to continue.