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When Chaos Arises
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Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
922
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Abuse
Chapter 1- Abuse
“Hey Ryou, wait up! Your legs are longer than mine!” Yugi Mouto yelled from behind Ryou.
Ryou kept on running, leaving the small tri-colored haired boy, panting, behind him. Within 20 minutes of running, Ryou finally got to his front door. Reaching under the doormat to find the key, he braced himself for the horror that he was about to endure.
The white haired boy slowly opened the door, waiting for a voice to yell at him, or a punch in the face, but the house was completely deserted. Ryou cautiously walked across the living room and slowly peaked up the stairs. Nothing.
“Strange, he is not here…” Ryou said out loud.
“RYOU GET UP HERE NOW!!!” yelled a voice, much like his own, only more deep and menacing.
Ryou flinched. He was here. The boy had two choices: either follow Bakura’s orders and get beaten, or don’t follow his words and get beaten even harder. He went with the first option and slowly made his way up the stairs and across the hall to his room, where his other would be waiting.
The boy slowly opened the door, even before he fully opened it and entered the room, a threatening voice rang out,
“Baka, where have you been?” The Tomb Robber asked.
Yami Bakura was about 5’7”, only a little taller then Ryou himself. The pair both looked almost identical, with the same white hair, yet they were almost complete opposites. Bakura was an ancient tomb robber, and showed no emotion, just hatred and pain. His eyes were a dark brown, full of hatred, and could almost throw daggers at whoever they looked at. Bakura’s hair was more spiked out then Ryou’s, and almost looked like two devil horns, perfect for the tomb robber.
Ryou was 5’5” with light brown eyes showing innocence, and no hatred. Currently these eyes held only fear.
“I-I was-I had detention-and-it-it went on really late.” Ryou managed to stutter.
Before Ryou could do anything, Bakura punched him right in the stomach. Ryou staggered back, clenching his gut, which was hurting uncontrollably. A hand suddenly thrashed out, grabbing a hold of Ryou’s neck. The boy cried out for breath, struggling to get some air in his lungs. Bakura lifted him up in the air, softly asking;
“ What did you do to get into detention, Baka?”
The spirit soon realized that the boy couldn’t talk, and abruptly let go of his neck, letting the boy fall onto the ground, who let out a small cry of pain. Ryou took a couple of seconds before answering, letting air fill his lungs. The truth was that he slept in class, because of Bakura’s beating the previous night. Ryou stayed up all night cleaning all the cuts and scars that Bakura had put on him, with a silver knife the spirit had found in the kitchen. Ryou didn’t say this, only because it would only make the tomb robber even madder.
“ I fell asleep in class,” Ryou said, “ I had a hard time…”
Suddenly, a knife lashed out at Ryou, who tried to dodge it. The blade sliced his arm, and the wound bled freely. Ryou let out a cry of pain, and made a dash for the bathroom. Bakura grabbed him by the wrist and threw him across the room. Ryou huddled in the corner, waiting for his Yami to abuse him more.
When nothing happened for a couple seconds, Ryou dared to open his eyes. A bright light flashed and the tomb robber disappeared into the pendant hanging from Ryou’s neck.
` I am not finished with you yet mortal…` came a voice inside Ryou’s head.
Bakura had gone back into the Millennium Ring, a pendant given to Ryou from his dad at a dig in Egypt, 8 years ago. Ryou flinched when Bakura said this, knowing another beating was on its way. The boy looked at the clock, it was 8 o’clock. The hikari remembered his arm, which was still bleeding, dying the carpet a crimson red.
Ryou walked to the bathroom and removed his shirt. Scars were scattered about his body, some from recently and others from many years ago. Ryou always had to wear long sleeves and long pants to hide all of his scars. Ryou thought slowly, as his wrapped his arm in a stretchable bandage.
He enjoyed Bakura’s company, even if it did mean he got beatings every night. It was better then being alone. His father was constantly gone on digs in Egypt, so Ryou was left alone a lot until his dad brought him the Millennium Ring and the ancient Tomb Robber. There were 7 more items like his, and if you had all 8 of them, you gained ultimate power. His yami had been trying for as long as he could remember to steal the Millennium items, especially the Millennium Puzzle, who was owned by his friend Yugi, and held the ancient Egyptian Pharaoh, Bakura’s archenemy.
Ryou’s mother and sister had died in a mysterious fire when he was only 5 years old. Even thinking about them brought tears to his eyes. ‘If Bakura could see me right now, he would laugh at me and call me weak’ Ryou thought. Now that Ryou thought about it, he really didn’t know much about Bakura and his past. The only thing he knew was that he was a Tomb Robber, and that he lived in ancient Egypt 5000 years ago.
“ I am going to make a point on trying to find out more about Bakura’s past.” Ryou said loudly. Just then the phone rang, making him jump slightly. The boy ran down the stairs and picked up the phone on the third ring.
“ Hello you have reached the Bakura residence.”
“ Hey Ryou”, said Yugi, who was on the other end of the phone.
“Oh hey Yugi, what’s up?”
“Well, I was wondering why you ditched me after detention.”
“What? Oh that, um…well I had just realized that I had a lot of homework, and I had very little time to do it…”
A deep voice came from the other line.
“Ryou are you sure it doesn’t have anything to do with that tomb robber?”
Realizing it was the Pharaoh who was talking now, Ryou panicked a little bit. He couldn’t tell the Pharaoh about Bakura’s beatings.
“ What? No it-has nothing to do with-Bakura,” Ryou said.
“Are you sure?”
“ Yes I am fine really.”
Yugi was back on.
“ Alright well I’ll talk to you later ok Ryou?”
“ OK bye.”
“Bye”
Back at Yugi’s house:
“ Yami, I am worried about Bakura, he hasn’t been himself lately”, Yugi said.
“ I agree, but if it was something important he would tell us. Especially if it was that tomb robber”, Yami, Yugi’s dark half said. “ Hopefully the new boarding school will help him”.
Bakura’s house:
Ryou had spent all night cleaning and bandaging his wounds. To make things worse, a few of his older scars had opened up again, making the carpet and bathroom crimson. Ryou soon finished that and went to cleaning up the carpets and bathroom, when his father called.
“Hello, Bakura residence”
“Hey Ryou how are you doing?”
Ryou lied, his father wasn’t aware of the terrible spirit in the Millennium Ring he had given him. “Um nothing really father, just cleaning the house.” Which was mostly true, but his father needn’t know the reason.
“Hmm…ok. Well are you all packed for the boarding school?”
“ Uh yes I am. I will give you a call once I get there alright?”
“ Ok good luck and I am sorry I can’t say goodbye face-to-face, Ryou”
“That’s ok father, thank you and I’ll talk to you later?”
“Alright bye”
“Bye”
Ryou hung up the receiver and held back his emotions. He really missed his father and wished he would visit more often. But then again, who knows what the spirit might do to his father?
Ryou made his way upstairs and changed into his pajamas. He slid into bed, silently wishing that the new boarding school would clear up some of his problems. Ryou lay in bed for several hours and soon decided to go to his soul room and check on Bakura. He hadn’t heard anything from him since the nightly beating and was worried about him.
He closed his eyes and soon was in his soul room. It was a small room with a bed and some old toys, a perfect hikari room. Ryou opened the door to be in the oh-so-familiar hallway that was covered in shadows. Across the hall from his room was an Egyptian coffin cover, standing upright; the door to his other’s soul room. The white-haired boy slowly made his way across the hallway, careful not to run into any traps Bakura may have set up to stop him from coming anywhere near his room.
As a stroke of luck, Ryou made it across the hallway with no trouble. This either meant that Bakura had been too lazy or busy to put up any traps or he was just toying with Ryou’s trust. Ryou knocked on the door and was thrown back by an unown force.
The hikari slowly got up, the shock was stronger than normal. Ryou decided to try talking to his other instead.
“Um Bakura”
No answer.
“Bakura are you in there?”
“ What do you want Baka?”
Ryou took a step back only to bump into his other. He quickly turned around to see a very mad Bakura, staring daggers at him. Instead of staying silent, Ryou decided to ask what he came here for.
“Um Bakura? I-I was wondering if you were ok. I mean, I haven’t heard from you for a while so I was…” Ryou was cut off by his other, grabbing at his neck and hoisting him up in the air.
“You’re are blabbing Ryou. Talking complete nonsense that is not needed. I’m fine and if you ever bother me again, I’ll make sure you end up in the hospital for a few days.”
Ryou’s eyes got wide, although he should be used to threats from him. Bakura dropped Ryou and disappeared into his soul room. Ryou slowly got to his feet and went into his soul room as well. He was really tired and aching, and soon fell asleep.
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“Hey Ryou, wait up! Your legs are longer than mine!” Yugi Mouto yelled from behind Ryou.
Ryou kept on running, leaving the small tri-colored haired boy, panting, behind him. Within 20 minutes of running, Ryou finally got to his front door. Reaching under the doormat to find the key, he braced himself for the horror that he was about to endure.
The white haired boy slowly opened the door, waiting for a voice to yell at him, or a punch in the face, but the house was completely deserted. Ryou cautiously walked across the living room and slowly peaked up the stairs. Nothing.
“Strange, he is not here…” Ryou said out loud.
“RYOU GET UP HERE NOW!!!” yelled a voice, much like his own, only more deep and menacing.
Ryou flinched. He was here. The boy had two choices: either follow Bakura’s orders and get beaten, or don’t follow his words and get beaten even harder. He went with the first option and slowly made his way up the stairs and across the hall to his room, where his other would be waiting.
The boy slowly opened the door, even before he fully opened it and entered the room, a threatening voice rang out,
“Baka, where have you been?” The Tomb Robber asked.
Yami Bakura was about 5’7”, only a little taller then Ryou himself. The pair both looked almost identical, with the same white hair, yet they were almost complete opposites. Bakura was an ancient tomb robber, and showed no emotion, just hatred and pain. His eyes were a dark brown, full of hatred, and could almost throw daggers at whoever they looked at. Bakura’s hair was more spiked out then Ryou’s, and almost looked like two devil horns, perfect for the tomb robber.
Ryou was 5’5” with light brown eyes showing innocence, and no hatred. Currently these eyes held only fear.
“I-I was-I had detention-and-it-it went on really late.” Ryou managed to stutter.
Before Ryou could do anything, Bakura punched him right in the stomach. Ryou staggered back, clenching his gut, which was hurting uncontrollably. A hand suddenly thrashed out, grabbing a hold of Ryou’s neck. The boy cried out for breath, struggling to get some air in his lungs. Bakura lifted him up in the air, softly asking;
“ What did you do to get into detention, Baka?”
The spirit soon realized that the boy couldn’t talk, and abruptly let go of his neck, letting the boy fall onto the ground, who let out a small cry of pain. Ryou took a couple of seconds before answering, letting air fill his lungs. The truth was that he slept in class, because of Bakura’s beating the previous night. Ryou stayed up all night cleaning all the cuts and scars that Bakura had put on him, with a silver knife the spirit had found in the kitchen. Ryou didn’t say this, only because it would only make the tomb robber even madder.
“ I fell asleep in class,” Ryou said, “ I had a hard time…”
Suddenly, a knife lashed out at Ryou, who tried to dodge it. The blade sliced his arm, and the wound bled freely. Ryou let out a cry of pain, and made a dash for the bathroom. Bakura grabbed him by the wrist and threw him across the room. Ryou huddled in the corner, waiting for his Yami to abuse him more.
When nothing happened for a couple seconds, Ryou dared to open his eyes. A bright light flashed and the tomb robber disappeared into the pendant hanging from Ryou’s neck.
` I am not finished with you yet mortal…` came a voice inside Ryou’s head.
Bakura had gone back into the Millennium Ring, a pendant given to Ryou from his dad at a dig in Egypt, 8 years ago. Ryou flinched when Bakura said this, knowing another beating was on its way. The boy looked at the clock, it was 8 o’clock. The hikari remembered his arm, which was still bleeding, dying the carpet a crimson red.
Ryou walked to the bathroom and removed his shirt. Scars were scattered about his body, some from recently and others from many years ago. Ryou always had to wear long sleeves and long pants to hide all of his scars. Ryou thought slowly, as his wrapped his arm in a stretchable bandage.
He enjoyed Bakura’s company, even if it did mean he got beatings every night. It was better then being alone. His father was constantly gone on digs in Egypt, so Ryou was left alone a lot until his dad brought him the Millennium Ring and the ancient Tomb Robber. There were 7 more items like his, and if you had all 8 of them, you gained ultimate power. His yami had been trying for as long as he could remember to steal the Millennium items, especially the Millennium Puzzle, who was owned by his friend Yugi, and held the ancient Egyptian Pharaoh, Bakura’s archenemy.
Ryou’s mother and sister had died in a mysterious fire when he was only 5 years old. Even thinking about them brought tears to his eyes. ‘If Bakura could see me right now, he would laugh at me and call me weak’ Ryou thought. Now that Ryou thought about it, he really didn’t know much about Bakura and his past. The only thing he knew was that he was a Tomb Robber, and that he lived in ancient Egypt 5000 years ago.
“ I am going to make a point on trying to find out more about Bakura’s past.” Ryou said loudly. Just then the phone rang, making him jump slightly. The boy ran down the stairs and picked up the phone on the third ring.
“ Hello you have reached the Bakura residence.”
“ Hey Ryou”, said Yugi, who was on the other end of the phone.
“Oh hey Yugi, what’s up?”
“Well, I was wondering why you ditched me after detention.”
“What? Oh that, um…well I had just realized that I had a lot of homework, and I had very little time to do it…”
A deep voice came from the other line.
“Ryou are you sure it doesn’t have anything to do with that tomb robber?”
Realizing it was the Pharaoh who was talking now, Ryou panicked a little bit. He couldn’t tell the Pharaoh about Bakura’s beatings.
“ What? No it-has nothing to do with-Bakura,” Ryou said.
“Are you sure?”
“ Yes I am fine really.”
Yugi was back on.
“ Alright well I’ll talk to you later ok Ryou?”
“ OK bye.”
“Bye”
Back at Yugi’s house:
“ Yami, I am worried about Bakura, he hasn’t been himself lately”, Yugi said.
“ I agree, but if it was something important he would tell us. Especially if it was that tomb robber”, Yami, Yugi’s dark half said. “ Hopefully the new boarding school will help him”.
Bakura’s house:
Ryou had spent all night cleaning and bandaging his wounds. To make things worse, a few of his older scars had opened up again, making the carpet and bathroom crimson. Ryou soon finished that and went to cleaning up the carpets and bathroom, when his father called.
“Hello, Bakura residence”
“Hey Ryou how are you doing?”
Ryou lied, his father wasn’t aware of the terrible spirit in the Millennium Ring he had given him. “Um nothing really father, just cleaning the house.” Which was mostly true, but his father needn’t know the reason.
“Hmm…ok. Well are you all packed for the boarding school?”
“ Uh yes I am. I will give you a call once I get there alright?”
“ Ok good luck and I am sorry I can’t say goodbye face-to-face, Ryou”
“That’s ok father, thank you and I’ll talk to you later?”
“Alright bye”
“Bye”
Ryou hung up the receiver and held back his emotions. He really missed his father and wished he would visit more often. But then again, who knows what the spirit might do to his father?
Ryou made his way upstairs and changed into his pajamas. He slid into bed, silently wishing that the new boarding school would clear up some of his problems. Ryou lay in bed for several hours and soon decided to go to his soul room and check on Bakura. He hadn’t heard anything from him since the nightly beating and was worried about him.
He closed his eyes and soon was in his soul room. It was a small room with a bed and some old toys, a perfect hikari room. Ryou opened the door to be in the oh-so-familiar hallway that was covered in shadows. Across the hall from his room was an Egyptian coffin cover, standing upright; the door to his other’s soul room. The white-haired boy slowly made his way across the hallway, careful not to run into any traps Bakura may have set up to stop him from coming anywhere near his room.
As a stroke of luck, Ryou made it across the hallway with no trouble. This either meant that Bakura had been too lazy or busy to put up any traps or he was just toying with Ryou’s trust. Ryou knocked on the door and was thrown back by an unown force.
The hikari slowly got up, the shock was stronger than normal. Ryou decided to try talking to his other instead.
“Um Bakura”
No answer.
“Bakura are you in there?”
“ What do you want Baka?”
Ryou took a step back only to bump into his other. He quickly turned around to see a very mad Bakura, staring daggers at him. Instead of staying silent, Ryou decided to ask what he came here for.
“Um Bakura? I-I was wondering if you were ok. I mean, I haven’t heard from you for a while so I was…” Ryou was cut off by his other, grabbing at his neck and hoisting him up in the air.
“You’re are blabbing Ryou. Talking complete nonsense that is not needed. I’m fine and if you ever bother me again, I’ll make sure you end up in the hospital for a few days.”
Ryou’s eyes got wide, although he should be used to threats from him. Bakura dropped Ryou and disappeared into his soul room. Ryou slowly got to his feet and went into his soul room as well. He was really tired and aching, and soon fell asleep.
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