Gardenias

Gardenias

Hato chiisai

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh.

If you’re a fan of my fics, you already know that this story is YAOI

As per my promise in Tearing Down the Sky, each chapter of this fic is dedicated to the winner of the “Guess Who The Four Are” Contest. The answer was the Four Arch Angels, Michael, Gabriel, Raphael and Uriel.

This chapter is dedicated to Thornerose

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Chapter 13

Hawthorne

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Bakura blinked when his cell phone went off and stood, looking at it.

“Aw fuck. It’s the bloody Pharaoh.” He muttered, and Marik glared from where he sat comforting Otogi, who was now clutching Daisy to his chest, and had a familiar silver necklace around his neck.

“Just answer the Ra Forsaken phone, Itemri!” Marik snapped, and Otogi sniffled, smiling as Daisy licked his chin. Bakura answered his cell.

“What the bloody fuck do you want?” He snapped. Yami frowned.

“Oh, fine, if you don’t want to hear about Ryou, I’ll just go to bed.”

“WHAT?!” Bakura gasped. “Yami! You’ve heard from Ryou?!” Marik and Otogi looked up.

“Yes. He told me where he is, and that he doesn’t want to be there. Oh, and he wants you to get Daisy from Otogi. Apparently they’re not together anymore.”

“Yeah. I know. But hopefully we can rectify that. I’m with Dice Boy now. He’s really broken up. Where’s Ryou?”

“Ummm…. 273 Sakura Drive.” Yami said. “He didn’t sound good.”

“He’s sick.”

“Ah. Well, I promised him that I’d get his message to you.”

“Yes. Ummm… Thanks.”

“Heh. Your welcome, Tomb Robber. I hope you can get Ryou back. And if you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask.”

“Riiiiight…..” Bakura drawled. “You wish, Pharaoh.”

“Hah! Goodnight, Bakura.”

“Bye Yami.” And Bakura hung up. “Ryou is at 273 Sakura Drive. And he wants me to get Daisy.” And he looked at Otogi, who blinked, and clutched Daisy closer. Bakura smirked. “I’m not gonna take your security blanket, Dice Boy.” He snickered, and Otogi glared.

“Shut up.” He snapped, and Marik laughed.

“Well… we have a Ryou to rescue!!” The Egyptian announced happily, and hopped up. Bakura smirked.

“Tomorrow, love.”

“Whuh?!”

“Marik. Ryou is sick, and he should be asleep. We’ll go see him first thing in the morning.”

“Awwww….. nuts.”

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Nakazawa stopped his car outside of 273 Sakura Drive. He got out and went up to the door, knocking. A moment later, a teenage girl answered.

“Yes?” She asked, and Nakazawa flashed his badge.

“Is there a Ryou Bakura here?” He asked. She blinked.

“Is he under arrest?” She blurted, and the cop chuckled.

“No, I just need to speak with him.”

“Miaka, who is it?”

“It’s a cop, mom!!” the girl called as a woman appeared. “He wants to talk to whatsisname.”

“Go get ready for bed, Miaka.” Tamaki said. “You’re here about Ryou?”

“Yes. I need to speak with him. In private.”

“Oh, he’s asleep with a fever, but… I’ll wake him. Please, this way.” Tamaki said, and led him upstairs and into a dark room. She went over to the bunk bed and stood on her tiptoes, shaking the shoulder of the boy on the top bunk; the bottom bunk was empty.

“Ryou…. wake up, sweetheart…” Tamaki called.

“Hmm…?”

“There’s an officer here to see you.”

“Oh… okay….” Ryou mumbled, and slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes.

“Alright. I’ll be just downstairs.” Tamaki said, and left the room. Nakazawa moved over to the door, and locked it, then flipped on the light. Ryou winced and raised an arm to shield his eyes, then blinked, trying to adjust. His eyes fell on Nakazawa, and he froze.

“Hello Ryou.” Nakazawa said, grinning. “Why don’t you come down from there?” Ryou shook his head, frantically. “Heh… well… I’m afraid you don’t have a choice. See… Your lover…oops! EX lover….” And he grinned as Ryou lowered his eyes. “Well, anyway, Ryuuji has refused to pay for your safety anymore.” Ryou’s eyes snapped up to Nakazawa.

“Why… why would he have to? We’re not….”

“I don’t care if you’re not together. He still had to pay.” And he began to move closer. Ryou whimpered and backed into the wall. “And he didn’t. So I believe that YOU owe me some… services.”

“Get out….” Ryou gasped. “You, you’ve done enough! You’ve ruined my life!!” Nakazawa snorted.

“Oh really? Well, let me put it this way. I didn’t get to finish with Ryuuji, thanks to some bizarre doppelganger of YOU!!” Ryou gasped.

“Bakura!”

“And YOU are going to compensate for that.”

“I will NOT-- did you say FINSIH with him?!”

“Oh, did I forget to tell you? Otogi refused to pay for himself, too……” Ryou stared.

“W-What did you do to him?!” Ryou demanded, but froze when the Chief pulled his gun and trained it on his head.

“You will remain silent. Get down from there. Now.” He snarled. Shaking in terror, Ryou slowly climbed to the floor and stood with his back against the bunk ladder, in his boxers. Nakazawa grinned. “Alright. Lose the shorts, kid.”

“N-No…. Please, just—“

“Now! Or I take you in!” Nakazawa snapped. Ryou frowned.

“On what charges?” He asked.

“I can think of something. How about… Prostitution?” He offered, and Ryou glared. “Or I can leave you alone and go arrest Ryuuji. I’m sure the cons in the Big House would LOVE his ass.” Ryou paled and looked at the floor.

“Why are you doing this?” He whimpered.

“Shut up. I hear another word from you, and your lover gets passed around the penitentiary for dessert. Now lose the shorts, or Ryuuji looses everything.” Tears filled Ryou’s eyes, as he slowly removed his boxers.

“What if… what if they hear?” Ryou whispered.

“You’ll just have to be very…. Very… quiet.” Nakazawa hissed, pulling on some latex gloves as he approached the boy. In a quick move, he grabbed Ryou’s hair and jerked his head back with one hand, and seized his penis roughly with the other. Ryou gasped and whimpered, closing his eyes, letting the tears fall down his face. He wanted to scream when he felt a rough mouth covering his own. He wanted to vomit when he felt a tongue probing into his mouth, but he couldn’t help but groan when the hand began to massage his sex.

“Is everything alright in there?” Came Tamaki’s voice through the door. Nakazawa jerked away and grabbed his gun, pressing it into Ryou’s throat.

“Fine, thanks.”

“Can I get you anything to drink?”

“Oh, no. Thank you. I won’t be much longer.”

“Alright!!” And she went down the hall.

“Nice family.” Nakazawa sneered. “Now. I want you to go over there.” He ordered, pointing to the desk. He took off his jacket and laid it out on the desk. “Alright. You are going to do this exactly as I tell you. Got it?” Ryou nodded. Nakazawa tossed him a pair of latex gloves. “Put those on.” Ryou blinked, but obeyed. “You will not touch me without those.” He said as he pulled out a condom. “Put that on.” He said, and Ryou blinked and blushed as the man watched him obey.

“Alright. Now, sit on my jacket, on the desk.” Ryou blinked, and obeyed. “Back against the wall, and keep your ass at the edge.” Ryou gulped and slowly did as he was told, half reclining on the desk, legs dangling and eyes staring up at Nakazawa, frightened. “Feet on the edge of the desk.” Ryou sniffled and tried.

“I, I can’t….” He gasped. Nakazawa rolled his eyes and pulled out the side drawers.

“Fine, put them here.” He snapped, and Ryou did so, spreading his legs and baring Nakazawa’s target. “Now, stay still, and stay quiet.” He smirked and reached out, caressing the side of Ryou’s face. “It will all be over soon.” Ryou closed his eyes, choking back a sob. “If you need to hold onto me, feel free. That’s what the gloves are for.” He said, and pulled out another condom, putting it on himself. Ryou blinked. “In case you’re wondering… I’m a cop.” He snarled. “I know what evidence to hide.” And he gripped Ryou’s legs, pushing them farther apart. Ryou closed his eyes and bit his lower lip as he felt the latex covered head of Nakazawa’s penis pressing up against his entrance.

“Not a sound, Ryou….” He growled, as he pressed in. Ryou hissed through clenched teeth and arched his back, lifting him self up slightly on his arms. He whimpered when Nakazawa exhaled loudly as he finally rested completely enveloped in Ryou’s body.

“I, I think I’m gonna throw up!!” He whimpered.

“You do and I’ll shove my pistol up your ass and pull the trigger!” Nakazawa snapped, and Ryou sobbed and tried to concentrate on his breathing instead of the nausea in his stomach and Nakazawa pumping in and out of his body.

“P-Please… I’m gonna be sick!” Ryou whined, then gasped and couldn’t help but to buck his hips when Nakazawa gripped his sex and began to stroke it harshly in time with his thrusts.

“When I’m finished, I’ll escort you to the toilet.” He growled, watching Ryou gasp and let his head fall back. A feral grin spread across his face as Ryou let out a whimpering moan and a drop of sweat rolled down his face, neck, chest, belly, and paused at the base of his erection, before finally slipping around it and disappearing from Nakazawa’s view. He looked back up and vaguely thought that Ryou should not be sweating that heavily. He frowned and increased the speed and force of his thrusts; Ryou was starting to look a bit green. He let his free hand massage the boy’s scrotum while his other continued to stroke his erection.

“Come on…” He snarled. “Hurry up and cum.” Ryou sobbed and nodded, wanting this to end as soon as possible. Nakazawa turned and glanced at the door when he heard footsteps on the stairs. Ryou gasped when Nakazawa’s thrusts became short and fast. Ryou bit his lower lip, feeling his fluids beginning to flow.

“Oh, Ra….” He gasped, and clenched his teeth, trying to stay silent as he reached his orgasm. He whimpered when Nakazawa drove his length deep into Ryou and held, releasing. Ryou went limp, thankful that it was all over.

“Come on.” Nakazawa snarled, pulling out and dragging Ryou off of the desk and into the bathroom. He ran back in, unlocked the door, grabbed Ryou’s boxers and then ran back into the bathroom, closing the door. As he did, Tamaki knocked on the bedroom door.

“Hurry!” Nakazawa hissed, and peeled the condom off of himself, and Ryou, then grabbed toilet paper and cleaned them both of the semen. He flung all of this in the toilet, then threw Ryou his boxers.

“Put them on.” He snapped, putting himself away. Ryou hiccupped and did so, then dropped to his knees by the toilet.

Tamaki blinked when there was no one in the room. But the bathroom light was on, and she heard voices, then the sound of retching. She knocked briefly before opening the bathroom door. The police officer was kneeling on the floor beside Ryou, who was bending over the toilet, throwing up.

“Oh, no….” She said, and hurried over. The officer backed away and let her kneel beside her foster son.

“I think I should go.” The cop said. “I may come back in a day or two, when he’s feeling better.” Tamaki nodded, helping Ryou stand. As Tamaki helped Ryou clean himself up, Nakazawa flushed the toilet, thankful that the woman hadn’t noticed the condoms inside the bowl.

“Here, let me help.” He said, and lifted Ryou into his arms as the boy seemed to be having trouble standing.

“Oh, thank you. I think I’ll just put him on the bottom bunk.” Tamaki said with a smile. Nakazawa and Tamaki managed to get Ryou onto the lower bunk, and Tamaki tucked him in.

“Well, I should go.” Nakazawa said, and reached out, ruffling Ryou’s hair. Ryou gave the man a look of despair, which made him smirk before turning and leaving the room. Tamaki leaned over Ryou, kissing his hot forehead.

“Please…” Ryou whispered. “I don’t like him. Please don’t let him in again….” Tamaki gave him a small smile.

“Okay, sweetie. You get some rest, okay?” And she brushed his hair away from his face. Ryou couldn’t help but smile. He had to admit, it was kind of nice being mothered.

“Okay.” Ryou said. Tamaki smiled and sighed, before sitting on the edge of the bed.

“May I ask you a question, Ryou?”

“Sure….” Ryou said.

“How old were you when…. When your mother died?”

“Oh… six.” Ryou said, softly.

“What was her name?”

“Reiko.” Ryou said, and Tamaki smiled and continued petting Ryou’s long hair.

“What was she like?” She asked her foster child, and the boy smiled slightly.

“Well… I really don’t remember much… Dad says I look just like her. I got my hair and complexion from her, but her eyes were green. Mom was… quiet. She was gentle. She loved my father very much. And me. She would do anything for us.” Ryou smiled and sighed. Tamaki smiled as well. The door creaked open and Akiko, Hiro and Miaka peered in. “Mom loved to read. She would read to me for hours.”

“What would she read to you?” Tamaki asked.

“Lots of things… I liked Peter Pan. I made her read that a million times…” Ryou mumbled softly, slowly falling asleep. Tamaki smiled and continued petting his hair. “That was always….. my favorite………” She bent over, kissing his cheek.

“Goodnight, sweetie…” She whispered, and turned, leaving the room. Ryou sighed and rolled over, pulling the blankets closer around him, a small smile on his face as his mind filled with images of his mother.