Love Me

Okay your all informed that I’ll try to make something out of this so I changed the summary, but I’ll be taking my time with this, as I’m writing it as I go, and stuff pops into my head. I don’t want to just update crappy chapters. But I do update frequently though. I have taken out the songs in the chaps as it’s a little hard to find the right ones, well anyway if you want them in then let me know and I’ll do what I can.


Warning: as in the last chap I think I just do it, M and Yaoi.


Don’t own Yugioh.


CHAP 3: The Grip Of Jealousy


Soft music played from Ryou’s radio and it floated through into the walls of his soul room. Bakura paced back and fourth in the ring, he only retreated here to recharge his energy, “why the hell had I done that?” Never had he touched Ryou in any kind of way before, sure he used to push him around and throw threats at him, take over his body and do what he wanted, nothing wrong with that? But they were just the briefest of touches, but to kiss him like that? Was the mind blower for him.

It was to soon Ryou had just confessed to Malik, but Bakura wanted him to feel better. Why did he care? But he had cared for so long now, he had stopped being his horrid self. Oh, but he didn’t lose the coldness that he held about himself an uncaring and hateful. That’s what got him the unreachable and unapproachable to anyone that looked at him. But had he put it on so well that he passed it onto Ryou making him think just that, that he was a heartless spirit.

But he wasn’t any of those things. Once he remember himself being just like Ryou, until his family was killed by the pharaohs father and he was locked away in the ring, in the shadows for countless years, eating and ripping at his soul, until he was released by his lighter half. All the years of being in the clutches of darkness he let it out on Ryou for a few years.

“Ryou wouldn’t be interested in me now, let alone love me, even though I’ve been with you since you were ten.” He growled as he looked up as if Ryou would hear him, as he sat down on the floor he pulled his knees to his chest and buried his face into his knees, even the darkness liked to feel safe, warm and loved, didn’t he deserve that too? He lifted his head the shadows coasted over him making him look more demonic than ever. But if you looked more closely you could see a few tears run down his cheeks and pool at the bottom of his chin before dropping onto his knee.

Not only did Marik reject him but Ryou as well, his own hikari. No Ryou ran from him into his room and locked himself in. Bakura chased after him but was told to go away, that the light didn’t want to see him at that moment.

He had left him alone and retreated to his soul room. He had been there for two weeks now. Ryou had cut off his link and refused to talk, Bakura refused to come out. But being shut out like that frightened him, making his fears come out that Ryou no longer needed him around anymore, but truth be told Bakura really needed him but would never admit it out loud.

He would stand outside Ryou’s door and would lean his head on it. The darkness longed to be next to his light, just to know that he wasn’t completely evil, the yami couldn’t live without the hikari.

“Why would he want to be with a psychopath like Malik anyway isn’t one good enough for him?” Bakura mumbled to himself, “I’m more of a psychopath than the two put together.” The anger building up he was sounding more like a child than an angry spirit.

“I need to hurt someone.” He closed his eyes when he opened them he was on his bed, he sat up and looked around. He loved his room it was so dark it didn’t matter what was happing outside, the room stayed in darkness and was always cool. Bakura stood up and walked to his door. “Time to teach the mortals the meaning of real fear” he threw his head back slightly and chuckled darkly to himself but as he opened the door Ryou stood there.

They both stared at each other for a minute but it was Ryou that bit his lip and looked away. Ryou felt bad for what he did to his other half he knew that Bakura loved him and he loved Bakura right back. But thought that he would never have a chance with him, so he had a crush on Malik and went with his head this time not his heart as silly as it sounds, Bakura always had his heart even through the beating that Bakura gave him Ryou loved him unconditionally. Ryou knew from experience that crushes do not work out “well what do you want?” Bakura’s harsh voice made Ryou jump and look at him.

He hadn’t meant for it to sound so harsh but that couldn’t be helped now “I-I made you something to eat.” Bakura snorted and walked past him making Ryou bump into the wall. Ryou was confused what had he done now to make his yami angry?

He thought it best not to say anything, why ask for it. He rolled his eyes as he remembered Bakura kissed him just two weeks ago, but he had let Bakura kiss him twice, at that Ryou blushed. He didn’t know that Bakura’s body could be so warm and the feeling that he got when he was being kissed, he couldn’t place it, the touch was urgent, needy, gentle and loving it was so unlike the darkness and it had frightened him and caused him to run, thinking that Bakura would think him weak and not being able to take a small kiss.

“You eat it, I’m going out.” Bakura snapped as he descended the stairs. Ryou ran over to the top of the stairs and stood there watching him walk to the front door and throw it open the cold night air blew in. “Do your homework, your grades are slacking.” With that he was gone he had missed the hurt look on Ryou’s face, he shivered as the cold air remained around him along with the harsh words.

“I do love you yami, but I’m scared, your still in love with Marik” he whispered he just didn’t want to open up to him and have his heart broken again if he and Marik got together then what would happen to Malik and himself? He hung his head as tears fell down his cheeks.
“Yugi help me with the new shipment?” Yugi’s grandpa known as Solomon Motou called out from down stairs.

“I’ll be right there!” Yugi called out as he walked from the bathroom into his room, as he opened his door that he found was ajar he peeked through knowing that he always closed his door. He gasped at seeing Anzu and Yami on the bed heavily making out, tears filled Yugi eyes, along with jealousy and anger. Before battle city Anzu and Yami, went on a date and ever since she told him how much she loved him.

Yeah right, Yugi wipped his eyes of the stray tears that fell on there own he closed the door so they wouldn’t be disturbed and walked down to the shop part of the house. Anzu had gone after Ryou, well his yami anyway, Yugi giggled as he walked down the small hallway. It was funny to see Anzu running for her life as Bakura threatened to send her to the shadow realm, he would’ve to if Yami hadn’t stepped in and saved her.

She also had gone after Malik’s yami Marik in battle city, he had her in a mental hospital for a few months, until Yami asked for her to be released, but it still took her a good month before the doctors would let her return to civilisation.

“Ahh Yugi, the boxes are outside, bring them in for me… please could you get Yami to do dinner tonight?” The last part sounded so strained, like a parent trying to get the teen to do housework, which that’s how it was with Yami. He walked Yugi outside to the boxes. “Just put them in the storage room,” Solomon looked up at the house to where Yugi’s bedroom window was, he gave an exasperated sigh “Anzu’s here again isn’t she?” it wasn’t a question but a statement of the obvious.

“Like you can’t tell,” Yugi said sadly as he looked up as well. “I’ll do dinner.” Yugi huffed as he picked up a box that was way to big for him.

“I’ll get take out for us,” the older of the two started to sweep the sidewalk. Yugi sighed and shook his head he took them inside one by one.

“Hey Mr. Motou is Yugi here?” Ryou asked as he shifted his backpack on his shoulders.

“Bakura it’s good to see you, he’s inside,” the old man chipered as he pointed at the door, Ryou bowed his head slightly to be polite before he walked inside.

“Hey Ryou, I’m ready to go now” Yugi grabbed his bag as he walked up to his friend. Ryou just nodded, but as he turned around to follow Yugi out. Anzu and Yami came out into the shop together.

“Hello Yami, Anzu” Ryou greeted, Yugi rolled his eyes as he tugged on Ryou’s school uniform.

“Hello, Ryou… Yugi” Yami smiled, Yugi frowned at his name taking so long to leave his mouth.

“Don’t strain yourself… Yami” Yugi said dryly. Ryou blinked a few times at the short teen, so Yami and Yugi were having problems as well, his eyes wandered to Anzu, she saw him look at her.

“So are you Bakura or… Ryou?” she fixed her hair and skirt, Ryou was confused they didn’t look that much alike, did they? Bakura had grown a bit, gained more muscle tone and his lips the warmth? Ryou shook his head and blushed at the thought. “It’s just hard to tell and I’d like to know ‘who’ I’m dealing with,” she turned to look at him, Yugi started to get angry.

“Work it out for yourself!” he snapped as he walked out, Ryou ran after him. They walked to school in silence, Ryou thought that if Yugi wanted to talk then he would, he wasn’t going to push to have the conversation.

They sat down in class. Yugi sat in front of him their desks were the closest to the door, directly across from Yugi was Yami and the class clown Jounouchi katsuya. Across from Ryou was the young and rich CEO Seto Kaiba no one sat next to him whether it was fear or the death glares that he sent everyone? Behind him was the owner of dungeon dices monsters Ryuji Otogi and next to him was Honda Hiroto.

Ryou sighed as Yugi turned around in his chair to talk like he did every morning, it seemed funny that Yugi was the only one in the class that didn’t get a set partner, when the teacher Miss. Yakou tried to sit someone next to Yugi they would protest and then be placed else where.

Ryou looked up just in time to see Malik walk into the room with an expression of ‘I rule the world.’ And sat down next to him. Yugi turned around when the teacher walked in, “settle down, settle down, yes I know another day of school and fun learning,” she mocked her class, there were a few eyes rolled and sly comments made. But Ryou liked her she was nice and always helpful if he didn’t know something that had been taught in class that day which wasn’t often she was more than happy to help. “Now, I’m looking at doing the play Sleeping Beauty,” she looked over the class the girls were already looking over the guys in the room and wondering who would be the prince.

“Alright we’ll do the last scene, so girls on one side guys on the other.” The room erupted into talking and scrapping of chairs on the floor. They pushed two tables together, she called out a girls name and a boys name as they watched the two teens, and clapped when they were done, but after a few she had called Ryou’s name and Anzu’s, she got onto the table and Ryou blushed as he stood next to her.

Malik frowned as he watched Ryou look at the paper in his hand and read it out to the class. Malik clutched his fist at his side as Ryou kissed Anzu, he wanted to run over there and push her out of the way and kiss Ryou himself/…why don’t you?…/ came a voice that he knew all to well in his head.

/…I can’t everyone will see, a lot of them already hate me now as it is and if I walked up and kissed Ryou they’ll kill me…/ he said back, Anzu, Yami, Jou, Honda already hated him.

/…Why did you turn him down in the coffee shop, kitten?.../ Marik asked again. Malik narrowed his eyes slightly and a sad longing look lingered on Ryou. Marik himself had a crush on Ryou and Malik knew of Marik’s kinky ways.

/…You know why?…/ Malik said back a little shocked that Marik would ask that, but felt a little guilty.

/…No I don’t…/ he said teasingly.

/… Bakura would have my head and yours for even looking at Ryou after what we did, Ryou would never forgive us,…/ Malik jumped as his name was called he walked over and did his part, soon the whole room had done a part as well.

“All right we have our sleeping beauty and the prince.” said the teacher, “the princess will be played by Anzu and the prince will be played by…” the room seemed to give out groans and complaints and on one wouldn’t to do it if she was to be princess, “Ryou.” She said everyone looked at Ryou as he blushed and looked shocked.

/… Is that jealousy my dear hikari?…/ The voice purred and indeed Malik was jealous. /… This could be your opportunity…/ Malik could hear the smirk in Marik’s voice, he to smirked maybe this could be.

TBC

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