Tegami

Tegami*

Summary: Ryou gets Yugi’d!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: Just some really sad type things about our favorite white haired hikari.

Eventful*

Ryou made his way through the crowded halls, his face in a book. He knew he had sometime before class so he’d just stop by his locker before class and switch out novels. He sat in the back during bath so hopefully his teacher wouldn’t notice if he was reading a bit.

Just as he was nearly there he was crushed into the row of lockers. Falling to his knees, he barely had time to register the laughter before who ever had done it was out of sight.

He shook his head and rubbed the side of his face, reaching out to grab his book. A boot made it there before he did, his fingers crushed beneath the black grip of the boots.

“You’re him. That faggot who’s always answering everything in class.”

Ryou smiled as his hand started to seriously hurt. “Hello Tokajin.”

The black haired youth seemed to have it out for him since he came to Domino high and took the chance to bully him when ever he wasn’t around Bakura or the rest of his group. Amber eyes narrowed and the boy stepped on Ryou’s hand harder, causing the boy to squeak in pain. Tokajin reached down and grabbed the book.

“What is this crap?”

Ryou pulled his hand back and held it to his chest. “It’s just another story Tokajin.” He stood up and was still smiling. “Did you do the assignment for Literature class?”

“Shut up Fag. If you want your book back, come see me at lunch. Maybe I’ll give it to you if you give me something back.”

The white haired hikari clenched his fists. “Please give me my book?” He asked, still smiling.

The boy sneered. “Yeah right bitch –.”

Ryou tried to snatch it back and was rewarded with a swift punch in the stomach. He fell to his knees, wheezing.

“That’s right pretty boy, on your knees. Where you belong.” Tokajin walked away laughing and Ryou just whimpered, trying not to cry.

Eventually he got up and got his books for class, feeling a little lonely.


****

Malik put his tray down and announced very happily, “I’m wearing pink panties!”

Marik choked on his sandwich and started laughing while Bakura just shook his head. Down at the other end of the table, his official seat, Seto managed no to burst out laughing, though his eye brows did reach an interesting height.

“Malik, we’re eating!” Yugi bit the end of a strawberry cheese Danish and moaned. “Soooo good!”

Bakura looked at Yugi. “You sound like you’re fucking the pastry. Stop.”

The spike haired teen smiled. “Jealous Bakura? Doesn’t Seto make you feel this way?”

Bakura grinned. “Don’t say that Yugi or I’ll have to fuck Seto on the table just so you all can see.”

Everyone laughed and settled into the discourse of lunch time chatter and chow. Otogi soon appeared, out of breath.

Malik beamed. “Gi-kun! I’m wearing panties!”

The raven haired boy turned crimson. “Malik…not in public…”

The Egyptian laughed, tweaking the boy’s side. “Just kidding. I’m wearing boxers!”

Marik snorted. “Yeah right. You’re prolly not wearing anything at all!”

“Am too!”

The bronze yami rolled his eyes and Malik stood up. “Wanna see?”

“NO!” came the entire table’s answer. Pouting, Malik sat down.

“No fun at all.”

“Flasher.” Bakura muttered, viciously biting into his roast beef sandwich. He’d rejoiced when Ryou had begun feeding them normal food again. It was getting to the point where he was making Seto bring him food.

Malik was about to respond when he saw Ryou come into the cafeteria. The boy was a mess. Limping slowly, the boy made his way to the table. His hair was messed up, to say the least, and his uniform had grass stains all over, especially the knees. His lip was bleeding and there was dirt on his face.

Ryou got to the table and sat down at the end, opening his lunch then setting a book on the table. Several pages were sticking out at odd angles as if they’d been ripped out and stuffed back in and the book’s cover was wet.

Everyone was staring at Ryou and the boy just continued to unwrap his sandwich before Bakura put down his food.

“You’d better tell me that those other guys got it worse Ryou.”

The hikari blinked and looked down the table. “Oh! Hi Bakura, did you like your lunch today?”

The yami got up slamming his fist on the table. “Who the fuck beat you up this time?!”

Ryou shook his head and smiled, smoothing his hair, removing a few grass leaves and twigs. “I wrote a note for you in there I hope you liked it…although, your algebra test is long over.”

Bakura went down the table and slammed his palms down in front of Ryou. “Tell me who did it or so help me I’ll rip your mind apart!”

The hikari carefully opened his book and picked up his sandwich, taking a bite.

Oh! This is the part where they finally defeat the bad guy! Who’d’ve thought, hares as archers!

Bakura was nearly foaming as the mouth and was about to slap Ryou across the face when Seto cleared his throat. “Sit down Bakura.”

“Shut the fuck up Seto! You don’t run me!”

Yugi put his food down. “But you won’t find out if you hit him! Don’t be mean to Ryou Bakura!” the violet eyed teen used his saddest expression and Bakura’s brow twitched.

“God that’s creepy…” he backed away and sat down next to Marik. “Stupid hikaris…”

Elsewhere in the cafeteria, blue eyes appraised the situation and made a decision. He snapped his fingers, getting the attention of three of his fellows.

“Take care of it.”

“No problem.” The largest boy got up from the table and the other two followed.

****

Later on in the day, when people were getting ready to go home, Malik and Yugi approached Ryou. The brown eyed boy smiled, clutching his books to his chest awkwardly as he tried to open his locker with his free hand.

“Hi guys!”

“We’re going to the mall! Want to go?”

Ryou shook his head at Malik, knowing the blond would leave him as soon as he saw a window with a SALE sign. “I have to do tons of math. Sorry.”

Yugi nodded. “Say Ryou…what happened today?”

The doe eyed boy laughed. “I’m sorry, I know I looked awful. But I just can’t jump the horse.” The hikari laughed again, remembering how he’d face planted instead of landing on his feet like everyone else.

“It’s not that…” Yugi reached out to hold Ryou’s books. “We’re talking about…lunch.”

Ryou shook his head. “Bakura just hate those notes. But I do it because I love him. I’ve never seen him get so upset about them though. All it said was good luck on the test. Maybe he failed?”

Yugi stopped trying. He’d seen Ryou do this before. The boy was in denial about many things and never let his pain show through. During lunch, Ryou had let his lip bleed until Bakura got fed up and dabbed at his face with a wet napkin till it stopped.

“Well, Ryou, do you want anything? WE can bring you back a book or something?”

The boy shook his head. “I’m fine, really. He took his books from Yugi got his back pack out. “I’ll see you guys at home even though by rights Yugi should be at his own house more!”

The violet eyed boy giggled. He’d nearly become a resident at the boy’s house since he’d been dating Marik. “You guy’s house is more fun anyway! Besides, Yami and Amelda…”

“Um, ew!” Malik raised his hand and shook his head. “Let’s go!”

Yugi laughed and followed his friend.

Ryou continued to put things away until he heard someone behind him. He turned, tensing when he saw it was Tokajin. The boy was beat up pretty badly.

“Look, I’m sorry okay! I never meant any of this! Okay?”

The white haired boy was puzzled, but nodded all the same. “Alright Tokajin. I accept.”

The boy looked relieved and limped away. Ryou wondered what had happened and put his books in his back pack and left the building hoping Bakura hadn’t already left.

****

Bakura sighed softly as Seto kissed his neck. The CEO actually had a meeting in about thirty minutes and was trying to get some alone time with the thief before he had to go.

Suddenly Seto withdrew. “Look Bakura, if you want to go home, I’ll have my driver take you there. I don’t need this right now. I have enough stress with out you being cold to me.”

The thief growled. “Fuck you! I’m going then!” Bakura started to get out of the moving limo when Seto pulled him back, kissing his neck.

“Don’t don’t don’t. I’m sorry stop it.” Seto held Bakura to him and smelled his hair. “Is it about Ryou?”

“Fuck you Seto…” he whispered, turning to kiss the boy.

They started to get hot and heavy when Bakura laid back and sighed. “Who the fuck beat him up. Damn it.”

The CEO kissed the boy’s exposed stomach. “I can find out if you want…” He suckled and nipped at Bakura’s flesh. “If I get rid of them will you pay attention to me?”

“You’re such a bitch Seto –ah!” Bakura whined and arched up as Seto nuzzled his hard on.

“What’d you say?” the CEO grinned wickedly.

“shit seto don’t play like this! You have a me-meeting -.” The thief whimpered as Seto unzipped his pants with his teeth.

“They can wait. But I can see you can’t.” Seto pulled Bakura’s boxers down, exposing his engorged erection. “I see you’ve been waiting for me all day too.”

Bakura chuckled softly, hissing with pleasure as he felt the brunette’s lips around him. “Awwww Setoooo”

Just as the car pulled to a stop, Bakura cried out, bucking his hips. Seto caught it all and withdrew, smirking. The thief laid there, catching his breath while Seto smoothed his hair and straightened his tie. He crawled over his boyfriend and kissed him

“Make sure you pull those pants up…”

“Mrrr…” the thief purred, wrapping his arms around Seto’s neck. “You better call.”

“Who’s the bitch now?”

Bakura kissed him, grinning as he continued to catch his breath. “Call me or I’ll gut you.”

Seto chuckled deeply and the two of them continued to kiss until there was tap on the window. The CEO growled and sighed, getting off Bakura.

“God damn son of a bitch mother fucker –”

Bakura pulled up his pants. “Go do it.” He took out a cigarette and lit it.

“I fuckin’ hate this shit…” He made himself presentable and left the car, followed by Bakura’s laughter.

Once the car was moving again, Bakura dug out his phone. He pressed a number on speed dial and waited for an answer.

“What?” came the out of breath answer.

“What? You fuckin’?”

“I was until you called you bitch! What?”

In the back round, Bakura heard Yugi whining. “Marik! Hang up!”

“Shut up Chibi! And get back –I didn’t say you could move! Hey!” He laughed and turned his attention back to Bakura. “What?”

“Ryou home?”

“Yeah. Up in his room. It’s cool. He looks alright.”

“Cool. Be there soon.” He hung up and laid back down on the bench seats.

****

Ryou sat in his room, silently crying over his book. It was ruined. He’d never be able to fix the pages and the whole thing reeked. Tokajin decided to piss on it then pour milk on it. He knew he didn’t have enough for another one and hardcover books were especially expensive. He sniffled and set the book away from him. Even though it was totally ruined, he couldn’t bring himself to get rid of it.

He swept his hair away from his face and put it in a pony tail not wanting it to get in the way while he did his home work. He went over to his small desk and took out his books, somewhat surprised when an envelope floated out onto the hardwood floor.

The envelope was a creamy yellow with a golden, seal like sticker over the flap. There was no name and it smelled faintly of jasmine.

Who could this be from?

He took out his letter opener, the silver one he’d gotten from his father, and cut it open, the paper making a clean ripping sound.

It began simply enough: Dearest Ryou…





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*Tegami means “Letter” in Japanese. *Courtesy of Ami Suzuki
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