Yami`Hikari
Hiyaz! My first fanfic ever! Huza! ^^ I have read much to start writing them myself… So, this story is mainly about Bakura/Ryou, and fluff, fluff, fluffiness!! And just to fill you in… Bakura had stopped beating Ryou, but he was still the cold and bad tempered spirit. However, Bakura felt his feelings for Ryou, and Ryou helps change Bakura into a nicer Bakura!!! ^^
Bakura: Nice Summary. -.-
… What did you say??
Bakura: I'm saying that your summary is utterly pathetic.
*Drops jaw* What!?
Bakura: *smirks*
*Narrows eyes* I'll deal with you later… *cracks knuckles*
Ryou: *sweatdrops* Warnings: This story consists of Yaoi!! Read at your own risk!! Ano.. Celestial does not own Yu-Gi-Oh! nor Bakura and I.
*Gasp* Yes I do own you and Bakura!!
Ryou: Heh, no you don't! =P
Bakura: That's because _I_ own Ryou.
Ryou: … *blush*
Awwww! Kodak moment! *click*
Bakura+Ryou: ….
Heh. ^^
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Bakura sat at his window, gazing at the stormy weather outside. He was lonely. Well, not exactly lonely.
"Yami? What are you doing?" Ryou poked his head in the room.
"Nothing. Shut up," Bakura replied.
"Oh, okay. I won't bother you then," Ryou said with a slight smile, and skipped out of the room.
Bakura hated Ryou's attitude. Ryou was always cheerful, no matter what Bakura says. He had stopped beating him a few weeks ago. Ryou never had hated him for being so violent, and nor had Ryou ever complained. He had let Bakura beat the living daylights out of him, letting Bakura control him completely.
But Bakura had seen Ryou's real inside. In the front, he has been the optimistic side, but Bakura had seen Ryou crying himself to sleep. He had seen what his beatings has done to Ryou. So he stopped. The beatings might have, but Bakura's grumpy attitude would never change.
Bakura knew that he, himself, was going soft. He felt himself melt when he saw Ryou crying, when he saw Ryou's smiles to him.
Just now, Bakura knew the cheery face was fake. Outside the room, in the halls, Ryou was crying; unhappy. He knew Ryou never liked the harsh words: "Shut up,"; "I don't care,"; "Go away,". Ryou, however, never show that he was unhappy; but instead pretend he was okay with Bakura, not caring about what Bakura says.
But Bakura had seen through his heart.
Sighing, he stood up, and walked outside the room. Just as he guessed, Ryou was indeed crying, sitting on the floor, and leaning to a wall, knees up to his chest. When Ryou looked up and saw Bakura, he hastily wiped the tear on his cheek. Ryou stood up and put up a small smile.
"Yami? I can make dinner… if you're hungry," Ryou said.
"No," Bakura simply said. He gazed at the boy, the pretty boy. Yes, that was all Ryou is: pretty, very pretty. With his chocolate eyes big and innocent, his pale skin matching with the soft locks of silvery white hair. "Why were you crying?"
"I… I wasn't," Ryou stammered in his usual sweet voice.
"Whatever," Bakura said, walking away. He wanted to ask more, wanting to comfort Ryou. But he hated to show that he cared.
Unfortunately, Ryou heard the thought through their link. He, confused, looked at the walking away Bakura. 'Did he really cared?' No. Ryou shook the thought away. Bakura never would care for him. 'Then why did he stop beating you??' He pitied me. Ryou knew… Yes, Bakura pitied him for how weak he was. That's it. He never cared anymore of him. A tear rolled down his cheek. No, don't cry! Be strong! It was no use. He couldn't stop his tears.
Ryou slowly walked down the stairs, deciding to question Bakura, who was sitting on the couch, bored.
"Ya… Yami," Ryou asked shyly.
"What do you want?" Bakura rolled his eyes to Ryou.
"Why did… Why did you…" He couldn't say it. Be strong, Ryou! Say it! "Why did you stop beating me?"
Silence.
Bakura was silent at the question. He never thought Ryou would have the courage to ask a thing like that. He looked up to Ryou, with tears in his eyes, staring back at him. With that angelic expression, Bakura couldn't manage to choke out "Go away!".
"Ryou…" Bakura began.
Ryou gasped at what his yami said. Bakura had never called him by his real name. He usually just say, "Hey," or "Yo,". Ryou was awed.
"Ryou…" Bakura hesitated, not knowing what to say. Normally he would have slapped Ryou for questioning him, but for some odd reason he couldn't. Yet Bakura forced himself to keep his cold heart. "Fine! You want me to beat you up again?"
Ryou's eyes widened. One moment Bakura was calling him 'Ryou', all of a sudden Bakura's cold heart returned. Resisting the urge to run away, Ryou wanted to let his yami do whatever he wants. Bakura _was_ his yami, after all.
"If you want, yami, then do what you want," Ryou whispered softly and closed his eyes, ready for any sudden attack from his yami.
Bakura blinked at the words. His hikari was so good. Wait-he had never admitted Ryou being his hikari. Bakura, frustrated, lifted a fist, ready to punch Ryou in the stomach. But, fate seemed to stop him. He could not, or perhaps, would not; send Ryou a punch.
Bakura forced himself to push his arm down, his breaths rapid.
Ryou slowly opened his eyes, and stared into the chocolate ones that were so much like his own.
"Bakura…" Ryou slowly said, as Bakura stomped away.
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Bakura cursed himself for not punching Ryou. He knew he was going soft. Ryou was so good. So innocent and pure. He was forgiving, something Bakura hated. Why can't Ryou just fight back? Or, why doesn't he at least tell Bakura to beating him? But Ryou never said a word. He refused to hate Bakura. Even Worse, Ryou pretended to be okay. When Bakura beat the hell out of Ryou, the next morning Ryou would be cheery and greet Bakura, like nothing happened at all. Ryou also covered his wounds, so that he didn't seem hurt at all.
But that was why Bakura wanted to hurt Ryou – to make him feel hurt.
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Huza! First chapter!! =) I hope its not too bad… Please Review! And I'll reply your reviews here!
Next Chapter: Fight between Bakura and Ryou, Ryou runs away, Bakura finds him, … and finally... FLUFF!! =D