The Left Side of the Tracks

The Left Side of the Tracks

Authoress: Plot and edited by Illusionary Black Magician (done as RP with Shushi)

Rating: NC-17

Genre: Alternate Universe Yu-gi-oh!

Pairing: Bakura / Ryou

Disclaimer: Neither of us own Yu-gi-oh! We just like dabbling in Takahashi-sensei's brainchild :x

Authoress's Note Two: I know this will be confusing but bare with me here. It plays into a plot twist at the very end of the RP ^~ There's also something about it that doesn't sit well with me so I'll end up probably editing this chapter one more time before I post chapter three. Enjoy and R&C

Chapter Two

Bakura didn't know how long he had been asleep, but knew the sun had just set yet again as this is when he went to work. As he dressed, thoughts of the kid, of Ryou, crept into his mind and wondered how long he'd be working before he could go and find him. Bakura took his keys and grabbed his jacket before he locked the door to his home, restless and just wanting this night to be over like all the other's. Bakura himself was degraded by circumstance and it was how he ended up being the fuck buddy of the city's largest drug lord. He was owned by the man who screwed him every night, but the only reason why Bakura was able to live apart from him was that he had threatened to expose everything the drug lord did, drugs being only one of his trades. There was also a large ring of prostitution and it was this that Bakura was a part of. He couldn't have told Ryou this directly, but it was his own circumstance and living that had caused him to be so protecive of Ryou - the fact that Ryou was headed down his exact same path in life.

Several minutes later, Bakura reached the entrance to a large warehouse. He stepped in to the dank darkness of the warehouse and walked up to a door at the far end, knocking quickly three time before allowing a large thud to echo across the room from when he had slammed his hand against the door. The door opened slowly and Bakura stepped in, only to view the shock of his life. He stood frozen in place as he watched in horror as he saw the kid being taken. It was in Bakura's own head that he heard the screams: "Stop! Please, it hurts so much..." It was then that Bakura covered his ears and fell to the floor, not wanting to face this, not again.

Ryou had awoken from the saftey of his "home" to find work, when he ran into a few guys who had assured him, they would help. Ryou had agreed to go with them, after they had paid him handsomely for his time. So Ryou now found himself bent over a desk as some man had his way with him. He gripped the edges hard, not making any noises except for small grunts, as he was instructed. The man wasn't gentle with him, but Ryou had learned to take it all and give what he was asked. He wasn't even aware that anyone else had come into the room. He was only focused of a nice man who had offered him a place to stay and questioned himself as to why he didn't take him up on that offer.

After Bakura came back to his senses, anger tore through every limb in his body and he instinctively lunged at the man who was screwing the kid he had tried to save just the night before. He was about to kill the man before him for taking Ryou as his own but he was stopped by man's bodyguards just as Bakura's fist was about to make contact with the side of the man's face. "You lying bastard!" Those were the only words Bakura could muster as tears of anger streamed down his face as he saw Ryou's limp form as he colapsed after the man made one final hard thrust into the kid before pulling out of him.

Ryou was startled by the commotion but didn't understand what was going on. He was tired and the pain started to express itself. The humiliation of it all began to reveal itself too. He pulled up his pants, turning to see Bakura being held by the bodyguards. "Bakura?" he asked softly. He looked around, not understanding what was going on. He managed to pull himself up, even if he was quiet sore.

In his rage, Bakura didn't even hear that Ryou had spoken to him. He tried to wrestle out of the grip of the bodyguards but was rewarded with a swift punch to his gut by the man who had screwed Ryou and it caused Bakura to fall to his knees, the wind knocked out of him making it difficult for him to breathe. The bodyguards then swiftly kicked him in the gut and punched him on his spine until Bakura layed flat upon the ground, unable to move. The only thing he could hear was soft footsteps that came from the angel who rushed to his side. The terrified look in Ryou's eyes was the last thing Bakura saw before he lost conciousness.




When Bakura woke a few hours later, his head was pounding and his body groaned in protest as he tried to sit up. His body hurt in places he wasn't even aware existed until he had gotten kicked there and as he rested his head in his hands, he heard a slight sound in the corner and turned to find Ryou there. Bakura was surprised because the only way that the two of them could have ended up together in the same caged room was if Ryou had wrapped his arms around him and refused to let go.

Ryou was terrified. The events of what happened had taken him by surprise. He had only wanted to get some money for some food. He hadn't eaten in so long. He didn't think that things would turn out like this. After Bakura was beaten, he had wrapped himself around Bakura, not wanting to let him go as the others dragged him away. They ended up throwing them both in the cell. After what seemed like hours, Ryou had finally let Bakura go, but the tears still streamed down his face.

Not knowing what to say, Bakura reached into his pocket and found something that belonged to Ryou and tossed it to him. "I believe that belongs to you." It was the keychain, with the key to Bakura's house, that Ryou had left behind the day before he ended up in this god forsaken place. When Ryou had caught the key, Bakura stood and walked over to where Ryou hid in the corner, sliding his back down the wall until he sat next to the other. Bakura then wrapped an arm gently around Ryou's shoulder before he rested his head against the other, for as much of his own comfort as for the kid's. "Thank you..." Were the only words from Bakura's mouth as he could muster no strength to say more. He could smell the kid's scent even as it mingled with the smell of sex that Ryou had yet to be rid of.

Ryou had grabbed the key and held it to his chest. "I'm sorry," he whispered softly. He leaned against Bakura. "What's going on? Why are you here? How did you find me?" he continued to question. He was so lost and scared. He was also tired, sore and didn't feel so well.

"It was just a coincidence I found you here... here of all places..." Bakura closed his eyes tightly, a sharp pain behind his eyes causing him to groan. The only thing that was keeping him from passing out was his contact with Ryou.

"Why are you here though?" Ryou asked again. "Why did they beat you up like that?" He leaned closer to Bakura, almost clinging to him. "What's going on? I just wanted some money for food."

"I tried to take from him what was now his... the lying prick... when he said he'd take no one else..." Bakura was begining to lose his mind set again, his words sluring, something that only happened when they drugged him and no Bakura would go through hell until he could fight it off and be sober again, even if only for a couple of hours. He could form no sense of coherency to even answer Ryou's questions, but the answers would have to wait until they were released and out of that hell of a prostitution ring. "He won't let you go..." Bakura mumbled as his nose pressed against the other's neck, taking in the boy's scent once more.

"What are you talking about? He only wanted one time. He paid me in advanced and said that when we were done, I could go," Ryou said, confused. He wrapped his arm around Bakura, trying to support him. He could tell that Bakura wasn't feeling so well and did what he could to support him.

"Hook, line and soon they'll be sunk in you..." Bakura mumbled his words once more in his drug induced state, getting dangerously close to passing out again, knowing it scared Ryou but he couldn't help it.

Ryou began to cry again. "Is this really what I was put here for? To be used and abused for my entire life? I just wanted to get money and get a real job when I turned 18. I just wanted for someone to love me," he sobbed.

Bakura wanted to say the words for he truly did feel love for the boy, but in this state, would the other have believed him? "I told you to leave... leave while you could now your fate shall be the same..."

Ryou cried more, understanding the truth in Bakura's words. He nodded as he finally accepted his fate. "Alright, I guess it's what really was in store for me." He lowered his head. "I was never meant for anything more."

Bakura didn't even realize he was saying any of the words he was saying at this point. He was just saying them as if his unconcious mind was taking over. "I will protect you... even if it means my life..."

Ryou shook his head. "I want you to live. If you die, who will take care of me or even pretend to care? I really won't have anything. No one," he said, cuddling to Bakura.

When Ryou moved his body against his, Bakura immediately came back to his senses, despite feeling the drugs trying to take hold of him once again. However, he still rested his head against the boy and Bakura's lips brushed softly against Ryou's neck, testing him to see if he would allow the contact he had wanted with the boy since they had first met but had kept in check, hiding the feelings from Ryou and knowing that the boy really had been through hell if he was out in the cold. Maybe that's why he took Ryou in?

Ryou closed his eyes, slowly wrapping his arms around Bakura. "I don't want to lose anyone else," he said softly. He stroked Bakura's hair gently, playing with it at the ends.

Bakura held the boy's body close to his own now, pulling him into his lap so that he could attack Ryou's neck agressively with kisses, with the occasional suck and nip thrown in. He really wanted Ryou now but wouldn't go anywhere without the boy's consent. Ryou had been through enough that day and Bakura didn't want to scare him once more.

Ryou didn't show any fear and simply pulled Bakura closer. He thought he had lost everything and he was clinging to the one thing he had left. Even if they hardly knew each other, Ryou felt connected to him. It's partially why he was so frightened at first. He lowered his head, pressing a kiss to Bakura's temple to let him know everything was alright.

Bakura moved up Ryou's neck, kissing his jawline before reaching the other's lips which he took softly into his own. He was asking the other's permission.

Ryou kissed back gently, giving his silent permission to Bakura. He wanted to give the man his all. Give him something he no longer had, but wish he did. He knotted his fingers into Bakura's hair, looking into his eyes and nodding gently.

Ryou's gentle kiss in return caused Bakura's heart to race and it was only with Ryou's permissive nod that Bakura ravaged those soft tender lips that had long been unclaimed.

Ryou returned the kiss in ferver. He kissed back deeply, holding Bakura to him tightly with his hair, the other hand clutching the back of Bakura's shirt. For the first time since he was kicked out, Ryou could feel and he lost himself in it.

After several minutes of holding each other in their arms and brusing each other's lips, Bakura slowly lowered Ryou onto his back before he pulled breathlessly from the kiss, gazing into the eyes of the boy he knew was his.

Ryou panted softly, staring back up at Bakura. He let his hold loosen, knowing that Bakura wouldn't run from him. He gave a soft sweet smile to the man above him, letting his hands gently explore Bakura's arms and chest.

Bakura growled and it was only at this moment, when he knew that Ryou was his and that he wouldn't run away from him again, that Bakura let slip the words he had wanted to say. "I love you..."

Ryou closed his eyes and let the words fill him. "I love you too," he whispered in a soft voice. He opened his eyes to look at Bakura and lifted his head to kiss the man softly.

Bakura felt his body weaken as the other reached his lips to his own, causing Bakura's lower body to gently press against Ryou's. Bakura groaned into the kiss before he attacked the boy's lips once more and lowered his head to give easier access to the other beneath him.

Ryou wrapped himself around Bakura to feel the other as close as he could. He had never felt this way and he was enjoying the foreign feelings. It was too much and Ryou found himself kissing back with all his heart, having never given himself like that before to anyone.

After a moment, Bakura pulled from the new kiss and growled slightly under his breath. It wasn't in a threatning manner, but the more their bodies touched together, the more Bakura wanted the teen beneath him. It wasn't because Bakura's job was to be a whore, but it was because he loved Ryou that he wanted to take him and make the boy his own in something more than just touches and kisses.

Ryou seemed to understand Bakura's need and gave him a soft smile. He nodded as he reached to pull Bakura's shirt off, touching warm bruised skin with a tender touch. He wanted Bakura just as much because he wanted to let the other know that he cared just as much. He didn't want to run anymore from everyone and everything.

Once Bakura was removed from his shirt, he rid Ryou of his own. The pale flesh that revealed itself after being taken from the clothing that once hid it caused heat to rise within Bakura as he wanted to mar that perfect beauty. Soon, Bakura removed the rest of Ryou clothes, leaving the boy naked and exposed beneath him as he moved so that he could mark the flesh of the body he so desired.

Ryou enjoyed Bakura's touch and squirmed a bit under the gaze of the chocolate brown eyes of the man who pinned him to the ground. He was embarassed this time. He wanted Bakura to accept him and waited for a sign that he liked what he saw. When he felt Bakura kiss his chest, he knew his answer and he gasped softly, writhing a bit from the real pleasure he felt.

Bakura marveled over Ryou's taut skin as he teased the two nubs his hands hardened before sucking upon them, pressing his lower body even tighter against the other.

Ryou let out a strangled cry as heat began to fill his body. "Bakura," he whispered as he arched to the touch of his new lover. "Oh god, Bakura," he encouraged, rocking his hips gently against the other's.

Ryou rocking his hips against Bakura's caused Bakura to hiss in pleasure as he felt his pants tighten due to the friction. Ryou's actions caused Bakura to move down his body, kissing and leaving his mark where ever he felt he should mar the other's pale beauty. He continued this until he reached the other's groin which he took into his hands and teased, waiting for the right moment before he took the other into his mouth, giving further pleasure to the boy - his lover.

Ryou's eyes flew open for a moment as Bakura began to pleasure him. No one had taken the time to do such a thing and it meant a lot to him. He arched and cried out again softly. He reached down to knot his fingers into white hair. "Bakura.... Oh Bakura," he repeated, wanting his lover to know how much he was enjoying himself. His body shivered and he rocked his hips gently, thrusting himself into Bakura's hot mouth.

As he allowed Ryou to move freely in and out of his mouth, Bakura created a tight suction against the boy's cock in order to give him as much pleasure as he could.

Ryou threw an arm over his eyes, losing himself as his body continued to be ravished by the older man. So many feelings flowing through him that he had never experienced before. "That feels so good," he whispered to Bakura. He rocked his hips more, trying to be careful not to choke his lover.

Ryou's words caused Bakura to now move his lips against the shaft that they held within them, teasing the tip with he tounge as he was pleased to know that Ryou was being pleasure greatly. A few minutes passed and Bakura knew that the kid must be nearing his end.

Ryou's breath was coming in short pants. He bit his lip trying to hold out, but he knew he couldn't. No one had done this to him before and he just felt too much. He cried out, the only warning to his lover before his body took over and his climax hit him hard.

The rush of Ryou's release was sudden as Bakura only had a split second to process that Ryou had reached his end, but Bakura swallowed everything Ryou had given him and sucked his love dry before he pulled his mouth from Ryou's length. Bakura was hard now with the motion's that Ryou had done against his body and he was painfully aware of this as he reached down to undo the zipper that held his pants around his waist.

Ryou watched as Bakura moved to unzip and remove himself from his pants. He took the time to part his legs invitingly before Bakura. He figured the other wouldn't ask and it was all he could do to show Bakura that he was offering. He held up his arms ready for when Bakura finished undressing. He wanted to be close to the only person who seemed to care for him.

Bakura waisted no time in releaving himself of his pants as he merclessly tossed them aside, groaning as the preasure the pants had placed upon him was released. He was further turned on when he noticed Ryou parting his legs, willingly inviting Bakura to enter him. However, Bakura was not going to enter the kid without properly preparing him first as it would be painful enough since there was no lubrication around that would ease that pain on the boy. Bakura hovered over Ryou's form once again before he inserted a finger into him, preparing and stretching him out for what was next to come.

Ryou relaxed his body, welcoming Bakura's touch into him. This was something that he wanted. For the first time he was giving himself to someone willingly. He bit his lip and let his body move in time with Bakura as he let the other prepare him. "Nice," he moaned gently.

When Bakura was satisfied that Ryou had been properly prepared, he positioned himself near the entrance of his lover before he bent down and whispered into Ryou's ear. "Is this really what you want?" He whispered softly into Ryou's ear as he moved to wrap the other's legs around his waist.

Ryou responded to Bakura, wrapping himself around the other. "Yes, please. I need you inside me," he pleaded. He hadn't wanted or needed anyone more than he needed Bakura right then.

"Just as a warning... I'm going to take you hard..." Bakura only said this to show the other how badly he needed to be in Ryou, giving the boy one last chance to back out if he wanted.

"I'm yours to do as you like," Ryou said. He knew what he was getting into. He didn't care. He needed to unite with Bakura. He felt it in his bones.

Bakura felt the need to say the words again. "I love you Ryou..." He whispered hoarsely as he took Ryou hard and fast, causing the boy to cry out loudly. After he was up to the hilt in Ryou, Bakura moved so that he was sitting in order to pick Ryou up and hold him close to his naked body as he let the boy adjust to both his size, and the pain and pleasure he was sure he had made the Ryou feel.

Ryou had cried out loudly when Bakura entered him. He gripped the other boy's shoulders as he was lifted up onto his lap. Ryou was used to pain, that didn't bother him, but the sheer emotion of the act was already filling him and he buried his face into his lover's neck. "I love you. I love you. I love you," he repeated over and over, refusing to let go.

Bakura's reponse to Ryou was to begin to move his hips up into Ryou, groaning in pleasure at the feeling the other gave him as he reached down between them to stroke Ryou's length, already feeling it begin to form a new erection with their current intercourse.

Ryou's head lulled back as he moved his hips to help Bakura. He groaned at the feeling his lover was giving him. "Oh god, Bakura," he cried out. He clung tightly to him, digging his nails into strong shoulders. Tears of joy began to roll down his cheeks as feelings of love began to fill him, something he had never felt before.

Bakura leaned back against the wall behind him for the support that he free hand no longer gave as he reached behind Ryou's neck and pulled him into a passionately heated kiss as his whole body was subjected to pleasure. He groaned his pleasure into Ryou's mouth as he continued to move in and out of the boy he didn't think he would ever meet in his own lifetime.

Ryou kissed Bakura like his life depended on it. He lost himself in the other and touched every in of Bakura that he could. The person he never dreamed of meeting. The man who had given him everything without even trying. He dug his toes into the floor for traction, helping with the motions, impaling himself onto Bakura. Ryou cried out Bakura's name loudly, unable to hold back anything, anymore.

Ryou's cries brought Bakura even closer to the edge and as he got closer and closer to release, Bakura's hold on Ryou's cock tightened and quickened as he felt the other's hardened erection coming close to it's own end once more. He cried out his name repeated times, something he knew would catch the attention of his master but he didn't care. Ryou was his and that's all that mattered. As they continued the art of their lovemaking, Bakura couldn't help the cries and moans from his own lips as his body tensed as he let out one last cry of Ryou's name before he came hard inside the boy's small frame.

The feel, sound and sight of his lover's climax, triggered Ryou's own. He cried out Bakura's name loudly as he came all over his lover's chest. He continued to move a few moments more, riding out the waves, until he stopped. Ryou rested his head on Bakura's shoulder, panting loudly. "I love you, Bakura. So much."

"Beautiful... I love you too..." Bakura mumbled as he rested his head against Ryou's, threading his fingers through his lover's hair. Their peaceful moment alone was soon disrupted though by the sounds of heavy footsteps and Bakura's eyes widened in fear causing him to hold Ryou even closer to him. He would be damned if he was going to be parted from his love.

Soon, the door to the cell was opened and Bakura's worse nightmare was about to unfold.

End Chapter Two