Another Love Story

Thank you all for the great reviews!
I really appreciate it.
I'm finding it quite hard to write
a story on aff.net... I keep
forgetting what i've written and
it just seems like my story
jumps all over the place.
*shrugs*
I'm trying!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yu Gi Oh


//=Character thoughts
**=Flashback
()=Authoress notes
= Ryou mindlink
_ Bakura mindlink
^ Malik mindlink

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Chapter 10 - In Secret Love We Drown - Ryou POV


"I told you! I walked into the bathroom and Joey was standing there
holding a gun." I said desperately.
The police had been hounding me for hours now.
/What do they want from me?/
"You never heard a gunshot?" The detective asked.
I think he was Detective Jackson.
"No. I never heard anything." I stated.
"Did Mr Wheeler fight alot with the deceased?" he continued.
"I guess. But they were best friends." I said.
"Do you have any reason to suspect Joey was angry
with Tristan?" detective Jackson said.
I thought about it.
"Not really." I said weakly.
"Ryou we need a definite answer from you. This is very
serious." Detective Jackson stated.
I jumped out of the chair.
"I know! Fucking hell I know! My friend is dead!" I cried.
"Ryou sit down. I understand you are upset..." he began.
"No you don't understand. You can't possibly understand!" I
interrupted.
The detective sighed.
"Alright Ryou. Go home. get a good nights sleep. I'll give
you a call in a couple of days to discuss this further." he said.
I looked at him.
He stood and walked me outside.
"Are you right to get home?" he asked me.
"Fine." I mumbled, setting off down the street.

I knew it was going to take at least an hour to walk home,
but I needed the time to clear my head.
/What have you done Joey?/
I kicked at a crumpled can angrily.
/I wish I knew why../
I increased my pace, now anxious to get home to Bakura.
=Bakura?=
/No answer.... hmmm..... maybe I should have caught a taxi./
"Need a ride?" a voice called.

I looked to my right at the black four wheel drive that
had just pulled up.
The driver was some guy I didn't know. He was thin...
with light coloured hair. Thats all I could see.
"uh...... no thanks..." I replied warily.
The driver got out of the car. I froze.
"Don't be scared. Come here." the driver said.
He walked up to me.
"Ryou right?" he asked.
"Y-yes." I stammered.
"I'm Malik." he said.
Relief flooded through me. Bakura knew him, so I wasn't in danger.
"Oh gods Malik i'm sorry! I thought...." I began.
"You thought I goingoing to kill you?" he laughed.
I nodded.
"Well come on. Get in the car and i'll take you home." Malik said.
I got into the front seat. Malik started the engine and the car
crawled away from the curb.
"So where do you live?" he asked.
I told him.

"You're very beautiful Ryou." Malik stated.
"Thank you." I mumbled.
"You're quite welcome. I mean, you've got an innocense about you
that i'll bet drives all the girls wild." Malik continued.
"Something like that." I replied.
/Girls? Ha! I'm as gay as they come./
"Bakura, well I guess he's another story. He looks so dangerous.
What can you tell me about him?" Malik asked.
"He's spoilt and stubborn." I answered.
Malik laughed.
"I can see that." he said.
I looked out the window.
"Well, here you are. Take care." Malik said, stopping the car.
I jumped out.
"Thank you Malik. You too." I replied, then shut the door and walked to the
front of the house.
I let myself in and looked around.
"Kura?" I called.
/He must be sleeping./
I trudged upstairs, noticing his pants and shoes tossed carelessly
in the hallway.
Then I noticed the blood. I ran to the bathroom.
I gasped.
/oh my god.../
Broken glass and blood was everywhere.
"Bakura!" I called out frantically.
I followed the blood trail to my room and flicked on the light.
"Bakura!" I yelled as I spied him in my bed.
I rushed to his side and shook him. He opened his eyes.
"Ryo?" he mumbled.
"Oh Bakura! What happened?" I cried, hugging him.
"Nothing. I just got angry. Sorry I scared you you kitten, come
here." he replied, pulling me closer.
I pulled away and rid myself of my clothes before climbing into bed next to
him.
"Are you hurt?" I asked.
"A little. But it's nothing serious." he said.
I held him tightly, resting my head on his shoulder.
"Why do you think he did it?" I asked.
"Joey? I don't know. Sleep now love." Bakura told me.

I lay there listening to his heartbeat for a while. His breathing evened out
as he fell asleep. I untangled myself and walked out of the room.
I knew that I could not sleep that night.
I went downstairs and grabbed a pair of jeans from a pile of clean
clothes next to the stairs. I pulled them on and went into the
den to play guitar.
I picked up my red fender stratocaster and slipped the strap over my head.
The guitar sat comfortably against my bare skin. I closed the doors to
the den and plugged the guitar into the amplifier, turning the volume
down very low.
I sat down on a stool at the bar we had set up in the corner and absently
tuned the guitar.
I started playing the song I decided was Bakura's song, back before we
were this close. Sometimes I still felt that he didn't need me. I was the
one that needed him to live. We'd never actually dated but our relationship
was fairly intimate. I guess you could call it an open relationship.

"Never thought you'd make me perspire.
Never thought I'd do you the same.
Never thought I'd fill with desire.
Never thought I'd feel so ashamed.

Me and the dragon can chase all the pain away.
So before I end my day, remember..
My sweet prince, you are the one
My sweet prince
you are the one

Never thought I'd have to retire
Never thought I'd have to abstain
Never thought all this could back fire
Close up the hole in my vain

Me and my valuable friend
can fix all the pain away
So before I end my day
remember
My sweet prince
you are the one
My sweet prince
you are the one
you are the one

Never thought I'd get any higher
Never thought you'd fuck with my brain
Never thought all this could expire
Never thought you'd go break the chain

Me and you baby,
still flush all the pain away
So before I end my day
remember
My sweet prince
you are the one
My sweet prince
you are the one
you are the one
My sweet prince
My sweet prince" I sang.

I had my eyes shut, just listening to the guitar and my voice.
I'd never told Bakura that was his song. He would probably just laugh at me.
I bent forward over the guitar and started to cry.
/Life is so unfair! Poor Tristan..... I just wish there was
something I could do..... Some way to bring him back..... Why Joey why?!?/
I heard a creak from behind the door. I snapped my head up.
Bakura grinned sheepishly at me.
/oh my god.... he heard me..../
Hastily I took the guitar off and leant it against the wall.
"Don't stop. Play something for me." Bakura stated.
"That was for you." I said softly.
Bakura bit his lip.
/He looks so.... uncertain...../
"I... figured as much.... I'm sorry." he stated.
"Why?" I asked.
/i'm so confused.... what did I miss?/
Bakura stepped toward me and traced my jaw with his fingertips.
"I never tell you that I love you." he sighed.
I said nothing.
"I love you Ryou. More than anything. I would die for you." he continued.
Tears poured down my cheeks.
"Gods Ryou don't cry!" Bakura said, grinning.
I sniffed.
He pulled me close and hugged me tightly.
"That was a beautiful song." he whispered into my ear.
"Thank you...." I mumbled.
Bakura pulled away from me.
"Couldn't you sleep?" he asked.
I shook my head. He looked around the room.
"You really should." he said.
"I know. But I just can't. I 't b't believe he's gone Bakura. Stuff
like this just doesn't happen. What the hell was Joey thinking?" I replied, sobbing.

"I don't know..." Bakura said.
I looked out the window, seeing a familiar black four wheel drive.
"I met Malik.... by the way." I said.
"Malik? Where?" Bakura asked, suddenly interested.
I shrugged.
"He picked me up on the way home from the police station and
drove me home." I replied.
Bakura was silent.
"That looks just like his car." I said, indicating the 4wd outside in the
street.
Bakura looked at it curiously.
"You like him!" I said, grinning.
Bakura looked at me.
"No I don't." he said quickly.
I laughed.
"Come on, you can't lie to me. I know you inside out." I stated.
Bakura grinned slyly.
"Oh do you now?" he purred, closing the distance between us.
I said nothing.
He grabbed me and kissed me roughly. Suddenly he broke away and walked off.
He turned around at the door.
"Bet you didn't see that coming." he grinned, then left the room.

/What the hell was that about? Would he really die for me......?/
I turned the amplifier off and walked out of the den. I went back upstairs to
my room.
"You took your time.." Bakura laughed.
I shrugged and got back into bed.
"I just can't believe he's really gone..." I whispered.
Bakura softly stroked my hair.
"Neither can I." he replied.
"I love you." I said.
Bakura hugged me tightly.
"I love you too...." he said.
I smiled, and finally fell asleep.

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Awwww!! *hugs Bakura and Ryou* Aren't they adorable?
And yes I know that Joey did not kill Tristan. But how
are they meant to know that?
Chapter 11 up soon, and it's back to Yugi's POV.