The fall of icarus

THE FALL OF ICARUS IS MY MOST REVIEWED STORY!!!!!  I LOVE YOU GUYS! I
know I can’t stop saying it!
 
NO LEMON IN THIS CHAPPIE!!!!!!!!!!!  BUT THE NEXT ONE………THE CHAPPIE
AFTER THIS WILL BE THE LONG AWAITED-UNINTERRUPTED LEMON BETWEEN BAKURA AND
RYOU!!!  SEE NOTES AT END OF THIS CHAPPIE FOR ANOTHER REVIEWER VOTE!!!!
 
In keeping with tradition: *Ryou hugviewviewers and Bakura will actually rub
my back while I give review responses *
 
Aino Bakura: That squirrel was so funny!  I couldn’t believe I wrote
that when I did.
Negacat: *hands tissues *  I died laughing at that chappie!  It was
so much fun!
Moonymph: Malik and Marik are fun!  It’s fun harassing them, but not as
much fun as harassing Anzu and telling her bees needs friends!
Diamond: I’ll keep going!  Keep reviewing!  *hugs *
Randalberzerker:  Chainsaws are cool.. Are you going to update
crippled?  I really like that story!
Dragondreamer Yami Dragon:  Getting sick on purpose?  Well, depends
how you look at it.  He’s been through a rough time.  He’s probably so
tense, he can’t see straight.  His dad, on the other hand, puts too much
pressure on him and his self-concept is so rooted in what his dad thinks of him,
he doesn’t see himself as worth anything.  So, yes and no.
Anigirl 15: I don’t plan on ending the series.  Like my Star trek
novels, I continue to draw out a series, but there are always new twists. 
Wait until you see the one I pull on Cinetti later!
Prince Ian: Next chappie..promise.
Stupid kid 4 and blah: I love the broad sword!!! Use that against Cinetti for
me later! Personally, I prefere the Marasume.
Anaki: You know, I watched Anzu today on Yugioh and saw why she annoys
me….because she is Anzu.
Ssjgoddesschico: I loved Yami’s cry “OH FOR THE LOVE OF RA, DEAR NO!” was
classic!
Digi: Poor Malik and the squirrel.  The squirrel was in a lucky place,
but…poor Malik.
Liz: Glad you like! Makes me happy to know you are enjoying this. Ryou’s love
for Bakura carries him through.  Aww….
Melokitty: well, I’m a poet, too, actually.  Don’t worry. This fic is no
where near finished yet. This will be my longest story! I want to continue this
series and any suggestions are welcome at any time!!!!
Lunara Moonbeam: Lemon coming up!!! Thanks for your review!  I wuved
it!
 
 
 
The Hunted
 
Bakura looked down at Ryou snoring quietly on his chest.  Malik’s head
was on his yami’s lap.  Ryou’s head was also on his yami’s lap.  Malik
and Ryou’s backs were skin to skin as they slept peacefully.  Bakura
carefully lifted Ryou’s hand and looked at the scars that looked like bite
marks.  Seto was reading Chicken Soup for the CEO’s Soul while Joey and
Tristan were still playing volleyball. Marik looked over at Bakura. 
“How long are our lights gonna sleep?” Bakura shrugged.  “Looks like
they’ll be here for a while.  Too much excitement for them.” Malik’s
hair fell in front of his eyes as he slept.  Marik brushed them away. 
“What’s the matter, Bakura?” Bakura lifted Ryou’s hand.  “His
hands.  What do these marks look like?” Marik squinted.  “Teeth
marks.  Bites.  Why?” Bakura turned his head to Seto beside
him.  “Seto?” Seto looked up from his book.  “What?” “Did
Cinetti or his father bite Ryou’s hand or scratch it?” Seto blinked and
closed his book.  “No. Why?” Bakura looked at Ryou’s bony wrist. 
“I’ve never seen marks like this on him.”  Ryou took his hand back from
Bakura  and he flipped on his other side wrapping his thin arms around
Malik’s shoulders. Marik laughed as the two hikaris slept side by
side.  “There’s a sight, Bakura!  I think Ryou is coming onto mine!”
“They’re just tired.”  Bakura looked up at the sky turning reds and
oranges as the sun began to set.  “I kept Ryou out too long.  That’s
why he’s tired.” Marik still chuckled as he rubbed Malik’s rising and
falling shoulders.  “I dunno, Bakura.  They look kind of cute
together, don’t you think?” Bakura looked down at his white haired hikari
twirling his finger around the blond hair of Malik.  Ryou smiled as he
cuddled up against Malik.  Malik returned the contented smile on Marik’s
lap. “I think Malik is enjoying this.” Bakura ran his hand through
Ryou’s hair.  “I’m worried about him, Marik.  I’ve never seen Ryou
so…quiet.  I mean, Ryou’s always been quiet, but I don’t know. He seems
distant and I want him to talk to me.” Marik sighed.  “Well, he has
been to hell and back these last few days.  Our lights depend on us to take
care of them.  All you can do is be there for him when he needs it.”
“He knows I am there for him.” “Ryou knows that.  He loves you to
death, Bakura.”
Seto stood up and began to pack up his grill.  "Hey, puppy! We're
leaving!"  Joey sighed  and helped Tristan pack up the net and said
goodbye to his friends.
Marik watched Joey and Seto leave.  "We better wake these two up. 
It's getting late," Marik suggested rubbing his hikari's arm.  Bakura
gripped Ryou's shoulder lightly and whispered in his ear.
"Ryou, wake up. Time to go."  The hikaris opened their eyes and realized
the position they were in.  Ryou gripped tighter smiling.  Bakura and
Malik were the two he felt most comfortable with being close to.  Malik and
him always hung out at home watching movies or listening to music while their
yamis prowled around enjoying mischief.  Malik's body was warm and inviting
and Ryou didn't want to let his security blankets go.  "Is it really time
to go?  Can't I get another ten minutes?"  Malik smiled in agreement
and looked at his yami with big puppy-dog eyes.  "Give me more time?" Malik
asked of his yami.  The yamis smiled.
"Just for a little longer," Marik said watching Malik rub his cheek on his
yami;s thigh.  Ryou flipped around and wrapped his arms around Bakura's
leg.
"Where are you going after this?" marik asked.
"We have to go to that pet store again.  His dad cracked the fishbowl so
badly, it's irreparable." (*cough * symbolism, people *cough *).
"We'll come with you.  We don't have anything planned."
Bakura helped Ryou off the ground, but Yami and Yugi wanted to stay
longer.  Thankfully, Anzu decided to stay with Yugi to give him an hours
long recitation on why her day was so friendly.
            Malik and
Ryou looked at the candy and clothing store windows.  The next birthday was
Marik's and Malik was trying to decide what to get his yami.
"My Bakura gives the best presents!" Ryou boasted.
"My gifts to Marik keep on giving even after the first time," Malik said
proudly.
Ryou smiled, something that Bakura was happy to see, "We all know what your
yami gets you! 'It's in my pants!'" Ryou laughed at the memory of Malik and the
squirrel.  Malik pushed Ryou gently.
"Are you girls done yet?" Marik said impatiently tapping his feet on the
ground with his crossed arms holding the Millenium Rod.
Malik and Ryou turned quickly to face their yamis.  "Don't hate us
because we're beautiful, Bakura," Ryou said brushing his hair back mockingly
placing his hand on his hips.
Malik grinned at Ryou's example, "Marik, you couldn't keep up with a
girl!  Besides…no one knows how to please you better than me." Malik ran
his fingers behind Marik's ear watching him melt into his hands.  Malik
pulled his hand away teasingly as Marik began to purr.  "See?"
Bakura turned to Marik, "Your sensitive part is your ear?  I didn't
think it would be that."
Bakura walked away before Marik could question him.  They entered the
pet store and bought a new fish bowl.
They left the store and walked down the block as the street lights
illuminated the street barely.  Four men jumped behind them and grabbed
Malik and Ryou and pulled them into an alley kicking, punching, and screaming
for their yamis.
"Malik!" Marik growled and unsheathed the dagger hidden inside the
item.  Bakura threw off his attacker and spun around punching him. 
The other man fighting Marik also pulled out a dagger.
"Come on, boys!  Think you can take me?" the man asked.
"Bakura, go get Malik and Ryou!" 
The man pointed his dagger at Bakura.  "You are not going anywhere!"
"Who sent you?"
"Someone very close to your lover…very close."
Bakura growled as he heard Ryou cry out to Malik.  "Steven!"
The sounds of a struggle emanated from the alley.  Bakura leaped onto
the man with the dagger wrestling it from the man's hand with an audible
crack.  Marik raised the rod and hit the other man knocking him to the
ground unconcscious.  The man with the broken wrist ran away.
Marik kissed the Rod.  "This little baby has saved by butt more times
than I can count."
Bakura ignored Marik's affection for his rod (* laugh *) and ran to the
alley.  A man had Malik pinned to the wall by his neck.
"Mike!" Ryou said pinned against the wall by another man.  "Don't hurt
Malik! Please!"  Ryou cried from the grasp of the other man.  "Carl,
why are you doing this?"
"Ryou, who are these losers?" Bakura asked angrily.
"Friends of my father!"
Carl turned to Bakura.  "You're the one who hit my Jessica?"
"She was touching what rightfully belongs to me alone!"
Carl grinned.  "So you are a jealous lover, huh? Don't like people
touching your things?"  Carl crashed his lips against Ryou making him
scream into the kiss.  Marik ran beside Bakura and watched the hikaris
struggle against their captors.  "Malik!"  Mike turned around and
Malik kicked him in the groin making him clutch onto him tighter and fall to the
ground pulling Malik with him.  Malik gasped for breath as his yami helped
him up. "Thank you, Marik."
Carl grabbed Ryou and covered his mouth running away.  Bakura chased
after him.  Marik sheathed his dagger and threw it at Carl hitting him in
the back.  Dropping Ryou, he fell to the ground.  Marik and Malik
helped Ryou to his feet.  Bakura hovered over Carl.
"Where were you taking Ryou?"  Bakura demanded picking up Carl
roughly.  Bakura punched Carl.  "I will not ask you again.  Where
were you going to take him?"
"We're gonna bail his dad out of the slammer."
Ryou clutched onto Malik with one hand and covered his mouth with
another.
"Bust him out if you want, you worthless ass, but I am not going to leave
Ryou!"
Carl's mouth trickled with red.  Bakura grinned with satisfaction. 
"So, you like to kiss little boys,  huh?  Interesting…because you hate
what Ryou and I stand for.  Maybe you want to kiss me." Bakura crashed his
lips and forced his tongue into Carl's mouth lapping up the coppery
liquid.  The man's eyes opened wide and he went pale.  Bakura pulled
back from the kiss licking his now red lips.  "It's been a long time since
I tasted human blood."
The man quivered as Bakura streaked Carl's cheek with a line of his own
blood.  "Now you are mine," Bakura snarled.  "Touch my Ryou again and
you will have more than a streak of red on your pretty little face."
"You…What are you?"
"I, my friend, are your worst enemy if you cross me.  I am evil
itself.  I am a stealer of souls….and I would love to add you to my
collection."  The man screamed as he tried to break away from Bakura's
grasp, but failed. 
Marik turned to see people gathering and screaming.  "Fight!" "We found
them!"  "The hunter's found his prey!"
Malik turned behind and gasped grabbing onto Ryou.  Ryou screamed and
gasped, "Bakura!"
Bakura recognized the leader of the group: Cinetti's son.  The group
grasped bats and pipes banging them against their hands threateningly.
"So you think you could get rid of my dad, huh, Ryou?"  Malik and Ryou
backed away slowly, sweat falling from their faces. 
"Malik, there's got to be twenty of them!" Bakura dropped Carl who ran away
from the crows.  Bakura stepped beside Marik.  "Ryou, Malik, run. Get
out of here," Bakura said taking out his dagger.
"Bakura, please, you can't all these people down!" Ryou pleaded.
The group advanced with their weapons.
"Marik, please! Let's goalikalik said tugging on Marik's shirt.
The group began to charge at them waving their weapons angrily.  Ryou
picked up the fishbowl and ran away with Malik.  The fleeing hikaris
watched their yamis stand still as the angry mod advanced on them. 
"Bakura…" Ryou cried as he fled.
"Marik and Bakura will be fine…I hope.  Ryou, move faster!"  Malik
held Ryou's hand as they ran through the dark streets.
Malik lifted the Rod snarling like a rabid beast.  "You're out for
blood?  Two can play at that game!  CONTROL THEIR MINDS!!!"
The angry mob stopped in their tracks.  "You think it's fair?  Two
against twenty?  Well, you are all the enemy! Chasing down people and
injuring them because they are different!  You are enemies to each
other!"
The group began to hit each other with their weapons when the yamis heard the
piercing sounds of sirens.  "Come on, Marik! That's our cue to
scram!" 
Bakura and Marik ran down the alley disappearing from view.  It wasn't
far away they found Ryou kneeling on the ground with Malik patting his
hair.  Bakura kneeled beside Ryou.  "Can't…..run…long."
Malik and Ryou wrapped their arms around their yamis.  The yamis let
their hikaris hug and kiss them in relief. 
"We were so worried!" Malik clutched onto Marik.
"They didn't scare us.  We took care of it," Bakura assured Ryou. 

The police sirens were heading near them.
"We can't stay here, Ryou. Come home."
"I'm taking Malik home."  Marik grabbed Malik's hand and ran away. 

"Can you walk, Ryou?"  Ryou nodded.
Bakura let Ryou set the pace for their escape.  Considering his
condition he was moving somewhat quickly.  "You must be feeling
better."
"No," he panted, "I don't want to be in a jail cell with my father!" 
Ryou opened the door to the house and ran inside.  Bakura slammed the door
behind them.  Ryou wrapped his arms around Bakura's neck kissing his neck
as the police sirens came closer to the house.  Both of them held their
breath for the cops to pass.  When the police sirens lly lly passed the
house, Bakura could feel Ryou's breath hit his neck.  When the sirens died
to a whisper, Bakura turned on the lamp on the table by the door.  Ryou
pulled back from Bakura and looked into his dark eyes.  In those eyes he
found concern and relief.  Ryou's hands explored the back of Bakura's neck
feeling the soft skin.  Bakura brought his hand to Ryou's cheek stroking it
softly. 
For a few moments, the couple stood silently running their hands over the
other's skin taking pleasure in the contact.  
Bakura and Ryou went upstairs together.  Both of them wanted to wash up
and get dressed.  Both of them brushed their teeth and gargled. 
Bakura finished first and returned to the kitchen to put the fish in its new
fishbowl.  He fed the fish.  He heard the patter of bare feet on the
floor and turned around.  Ryou stood there with his long nightshirt
on.  Some of his hair fell in front of his face as he looked at
Bakura.  
 Bakura led Ryou to the couch. Bakura sat on the couch and let Ryou
settle in between his legs leaning against him. Ryou's back leaned against
Bakura's stomach as he rubbed his side now a little tender from his
exertion. 
"How do you feel?"  Bakura asked lifting Ryou's shirt a bit to rub the
thinning side of the teen.
Ryou smiled and sighed.  "Better…now that you are here."
Bakura wrapped his arms around his lover.  Ryou sighed deeply taking in
the pleasure of being loved…the pleasure of being desired...the pleasure of
being special to somebody.  Ryou could feel Bakura's fingers tingle with
excitement and his heart rate already racing. 
Ryou turned his head to look at Bakura's face.  "If Carl bails my father
out of prison, what are we going to do?"
"I don't want to talk about your father, Ryou.  All I want is to be here
with you." Bakura kissed beside Ryou's eye.  Ryou moved his arms to bring
Bakura's mouth to his.  Bakura moved his hands from Ryou's side to his
chest as he pushed his tongue into Ryou's mouth wrapping his tongue around
Ryou's tongue which curled around his.  Bakura moaned into the kiss as his
hands traveled lower to Ryou's thin stomach tracing the lines of muscles. 
Ryou whimpered into the kiss as he pulled his yami's mouth closer. 
Ryou  turned around and pressed all his light weight on Bakura. 
Bakura gasped as Ryou pulled up his shirt and began to kiss his yami's
chest. 
Ryou's kisses ran up Bakura's chest to his chin and to his lips capturing his
lips with another whimper.  Ryou began to lick and suck on Bakura's ear
gently.  Bakura kissed Ryou's shoulders and kissed his lover's neck. 
"Aishiteru, yami."
Ryou crawled off his yami already panting from Ryou's kisses and
caresses.  Ryou pulled Bakura off the couch and captured him in another
kiss.  Bakura gathered Ryou into his arms and carried him up the stairs

 
 
 
 
 
 
Next Chappie:  SCE SCENE LEMON SCENE!!!! LEMON SCENE NEXT
CHAPPIE!!!  QUESTION, GUYS: should Ryou or Bakura put Seto's birthday gift
to good use?  If so, who will be the one to wear it?