A Series of Break up Fics

Sorry for the long delay. The company I work for just changed the way they do everything and since I'm an Apprentice Optician we had to figure out what my new role was. As far as I can tell it's the same as it was only now I actually get to work in the lab making the glasses. So yay fun.


Beautiful Disaster as sung by Kelly Clarkson Lyrics in * *


This ones for dragonlady222 I decided to work in all three boys you mentioned.


Now normally I like to torture poor Ryou. It makes me happy. But this time I think he shall not suffer. *giggles* oh no wait, I meant he shall. Writing style is a little different than my usual style. You'll see why at the end.


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*He drowns in his dreams
An exquisite extreme I know
He’s as damned as he seems
And more heaven than a heart could hold
And if I try to save him
My whole world could cave in
It just ain't right
It just ain't right*


It's just the three of us. No one understands why we are the way we are but it makes me happy, makes Ryou's life worth living and keep Bakura mostly sane. I used to think I was a light to Yami's dark but now I know I'm the twilight between Ryou's light and Bakura's dark. And I'm fine with that.


Take now for instance. Bakura's behind me pushing into me hard enough it should hurt but all I can think is how good it feels to have him inside me. And my beautiful, innocent, Ryou is staring up at me with those big doe brown eyes I want to kiss him but everytime I lower my head to catch his lips with mine Bakura manages to press against the spot that makes me throw my head back and moan. I'm going to have bruises on my hips from the tight grip he has on me but that's okay because no one will see them except the three of us.


Bakura's thrusting rhythm falters for a moment and I push back hard as he bites down on my shoulder to muffle...whatever sound it is he would make if he wasn't using my flesh as a gag. His weight on my back suddenly becomes more than my shaking limbs can hold and I let my arms buckle.

"Yugi...please." I push myself up farther so I'm laying on Ryou rather than squishing him.


I groan as Bakura moves away from me and stumbles towards the bathroom door. I'm still hard and hot and he does this every damn time. Luckily I still have Ryou. Ryou and his kiss bruised lips. I move so that our bodies are lined up perfectly from shoulder to knee and start to slid against him watching his deep eyes fight to stay open even as they cloud over in lust. He tosses his head and that soft white fall of hair spreads over the pillow. I grin and scramble to my knees. I pause for a moment waiting for him to come to his senses. As he opens him eyes I push myself down and back, filling that empty place inside of me once again. I few quick bounces and we're both coming.


Me, with a low groan, as I run my hands down his chest and him with what would almost be called a sob. His hands aren't on me though. He always keeps them curled up by his head or fisted in his own hair. I guess it's because Bakura doesn't like to share his toys.


I asked Ryou about it once and he told me it was because one should never try to hold on to what isn't really theirs. He says odd things sometimes.


*Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
Such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster*


I went looking for Ryou today and couldn't find him anywhere. I wanted him to watch a movie with me. When I asked Bakura he said something about a girl and it being a bad day to be by himself. I thought he meant himself but when I moved to get closer to him he shoved me away and told me to go find Ryou. He said he'd be at the cemetery.

So I'm going to go find him.


Sure enough as I reach the back row of graves I find Ryou sitting on the grass, leaning against a marker. He's staring at his sneakers not paying any attention to what's going on around him. I frown as I read them name on the marker and try to remember why it's so important.


Oh yeah, it's the anniversary of his sister's death.


I wander over and plop down in his lap. He only moves enough to make it more comfortable for both of us. I sigh as he wraps his arms around me and buries his face into my spikes. "Happy birthday Ryou."


He reaches a hand into his jacket pocket and pulls out his deck. Laying face up on top is Change of Heart.

"For you Yugi."


I want to question him but he's buried his face in my hair again and I can feel warm tears running down my neck as he cries silently.


Sometimes the best thing I can do is not to question.


*He's magic and myth
As strong as what I believe
A tragedy with
More damage than a soul should see
And do I try to change him?
So hard not to blame him
Hold on tight
Hold on tight*


It's been two weeks and Bakura is sick of Ryou moping around the house. He goes to his classes at the local college, comes home and locks himself in his room to study until Bakura and I come to bed at which point he joins us. Or that's what usually happens. Tonight is different though.


Tonight he's mad. He's yelling at Bakura. Telling him that it's taking too much out of him to keep this up. That this isn't right. This isn't what he had expected. I'm not sure what "this" is but I have a bad feeling. Because every time he mentions the elusive "this" I catch his eyes sliding towards me.


I let my lower lip tremble. I couldn't stand it if they got tired of me. I'd have to go back home and I don't want to do that. So I do the only thing I can. I wedge myself between them and drop to my knees rubbing my face against Ryou's thigh and wrapping an arm around Bakura's leg. "Don't yell. Let's just go to bed. I want to. I want to feel you both against me."


Ryou drags me to my feet. He looks angry. But not at me. He's never been mad at me. Frustrated, yes, but never mad.


"This is what I mean. Everyday he gets worse and you act like it's no big deal. Damn it Bakura. I know you wanted to hurt Yami but this is going too far."


I don't know what he's talking about and I really don't care. I only care about the fact that Ryou's now close enough for me to slip my hand under the waist of his pants. He drops his head and shudders. I grin when Bakura moves behind him and pulls his head back to kiss him deeply. I knew I could stop that argument.


*Oh 'cause I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he’s so beautiful
Such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster*


I'm making dinner tonight. I never cook but tonight I want to. Ryou's helping me. I think. At least he's keeping me company while I cook.


He's sitting at the island counter with his books spread out in front of him. He's pretending to study but he's not really reading. I can tell. His eyes aren't moving. But I can let him pretend. I do it all the time after all.


"Why don't you just go home?"


I put the bowl I'm holding down on the counter and turn to him. I'm confused again. "I am home."


"I mean home to Yami. Back to your friends."


Oh. I know this argument. I thought he was over it. "You're my friend."


"No, I'm not."


I jump up on the island and push his books out of my way so I can sit closer to him. I swing my legs happily ignoring the not so amused glare I receive for my efforts. "Of course you are. You have been since High School. Remember everything we went though together?"


"Everything you went though. I just tagged along when it was convenient. Hell half the time I was trying to avoid you. It was Bakura who was following you." He pulls me into his lap. See, I knew he wan't really mad. "You're just not...enough."


"What the hell are you doing?" Enter one pissed off yami.


I go to stand up but Ryou tightens his grip on me and won't let me. "Let go. I need to go make dinner."


Bakura smirks. He knows that Ryou does whatever I want. That's one of the reasons he keeps me around. He was just kidding about that when he said it though. I'm sure he was. I love him after all.


"No."


This could be bad. Last time Ryou told Bakura no I ended up spending 4 hours trying to get the blood out of the carpet. It's still kind of stained pink by the door. I wiggle again. Most the time that in and of itself gets him to let go of me. But this time he's being stubborn. Well two can play that game. I let myself become dead weight, forcing him to either let go or sink tot he floor with me.


He lets go.


"I told you to knock it off. He doesn't need you constantly reminding him about the past." Bakura's being eerily calm. He runs him fingers through Ryou's hair, pushing the thick mass back behind his ears. "Just let it go and enjoy a good thing."


Ryou bats his hands away and gathers his books. This would be the point where he goes up to the room and spends the rest of the night up there doing who knows what. "Whatever."


I grin and go back to my cooking. Those two never see eye to eye on anything. They're worse than Seto and...hmm...can't remember his name. Oh well.


*I'm longing for love and the logical
But he's only happy hysterical
I'm waiting for some kind of miracle
Waited so long
So long*


Ryou's been doing bad things. He was on the phone with Yami this morning. Bakura would be pissed if he knew. But I'm not going to tell.


Not out of loyalty to Ryou. Nothing that storybook sappy. Nope, the reason I'm not going to tell is because Ryou was sneaky about it. Bakura would be proud. Ryou waited until Bakura had went out and I was napping. Well, he thought I was napping. I was supposed to be. But that's not the important part. What's important was that Ryou had enough sense to wait until he house was as quiet as it was going to get.


I'm not sure what they were talking about. Ryou just kept saying he was trying and that nothing seemed to be working. I think they were talking about me. But I'll pretend they weren't. And if I do that then...


Ryou did wander into the bedroom talking in low hushed tones. He was telling Yami that he would do his best. I think he even said he would call him again when he got a chance.


Ryou's up to something. He's going to get in trouble if Bakura finds out. I don't think he cares though. He hasn't seemed to care about much lately. He even quit studying. Bakura asked him why and Ryou told him there was no point. Which is what we've been telling him for months now.


Ryou's too pretty to worry so much. He's going to make himself sick. No one with his looks should worry about anything. After all if he ever needed anything, hell if he ever wanted anything, Bakura would gladly give it to him. And the only thing he asks for in return is loyalty.


Speaking of, here comes Bakura now. I run up to him and wrap my arms around his waist. "I know a secret."


He tilts his head to look down at me. He wants to know. And I'll tell him because he would want me to. Ryou is standing across the room watching us warily. It's for his own good.


Ryou tenses up when I smile sadly at him.


"Yugi. Don't."


"Ryou called Yami." I feel Bakura tense and let go quickly to run up the stairs. They don't need me right now. I'll come back when they're done.


*He’s soft to the touch
But frayed at the end he breaks
He’s never enough
And still he's more than I can take*


I dab at Ryou's busted lip with a wet washcloth. I can't remember the name of the tv show I was watching earlier but the theme song is stuck in my head.


"Stop humming."


Ryou's in a bad mood. "What's the name of that show?"


"I don't know."


He tries to move away from the cold cloth but he can't get very far with me sitting on his legs and Bakura holding his arms down. He never takes care of himself so it's up to Bakura and I to do it for him. He's stubborn that way. I'm not sure what happened to his mouth but whatever it was must have hurt like a bitch. I giggle. Yami doesn't like it when I cuss.


"What's so funny."


Ryou might not be in a good mood but Bakura will be. "Bitch."


Bakura grins at me. Ryou just rolls his eyes. He's not fun some days. Today is one of those days. So I try again.

"Ryou."


"What."


"Bitch."


"Stop it Yugi."


Bakura finally lets go of him as I get the bleeding to stop. Ryou sits up quickly and pushes me off his legs. I whine. I liked my perch. It was a good place for me. And Ryou liked me there too. I could tell.


Bakura says something about going to get food and how we're supposed to stay here and stay out of trouble. On his way out the door he pauses and picks up Ryou's cell phone. There goes our only communication with the outside world. Oh well.


"Ryou." I make my way over to the couch and kneel on the floor in front of him. He refuses to look at me though. I try to push my head under his head to get him to pet me. He won't though. "Ryou what's wrong? Is it because of your lip? You shouldn't have been outside alone. It's not safe. That's why I don't go out there anymore."


He shakes his head.


"You really don't remember anything anymore do you?"


Sure I do. I remember a lot of things. When they're important. "Like what?"


"Like what happened half an hour ago? When you told Bakura I called Yami."


Oh. That. "I remember the important stuff. I remember that it's not a good idea to call Yami. He wants to hurt Bakura. He's one of the reason's why it's not safe to go outside."


Ryou pulls me up onto the couch with him. I curl against his side. He's moody sometimes but I can usually make it better. Bakura's moody too. I wonder sometimes which of them is worse.


"Do you want to hear a story Yugi?"


I nod. He'll tell it either way. Sometimes they're interesting but I have a hard time remembering them all. Ryou says it's because I'm in the house too much or I'm around them too much...something like that. Bakura says it's because I only need to remember how to stay out of trouble.


"Once, When we lived...elsewhere. You and Yami were...No, I'll tell you a different story."


I breathe a sigh of relief. I don't like hearing the stories about Yami and I. They make me cry for some reason. Ryou says it's because I'm remembering. Bakura says it's because of what Yami did.


"Once, when I was teenager I longed for a friend more than anything else in the world. I sat in my room for hours just wishing for someone to care for. Then one day my wish came true. I had friends. Friends who cared about me. Who would do anything for me. Even sacrifice their own souls to protect me. And it was all because of a puzzle that no one else had been able to solve."


I tremble. Ryou's not talking about himself. He's talking about me. I don't want to hear this story.


"What can be seen but is not visible? Felt but not touched? Heard but makes no noise?"


I grind my teeth together but answer him like I know he wants me too. "Friendship."


*Oh 'cause I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
Such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster*


The day I've been dreading has finally come. Bakura is out again and I'm sitting in the closet floor looking up at Ryou. He followed me up here over an hour ago and hasn't said anything yet but he's going to. I know he is because he finally pulled the backpack he keeps stuffed in the back of the closet out. Well backpacks I should say. One for him and one for me. He hasn't said that's what it is yet but I know. He won't meet my eyes.


"Come with me."


I didn't think he'd actually say it. It's one thing for him to go outside but he knows I can't. I shake my head and press farther into the clothes hanging behind me. Why would we go outside? We have everything we need here.


"Yugi. Please? It's safer out there. Bakura will be furious when I leave and I don't want anything to happen to you."


No. I can't go out there. Something bad will happen. Yami's out there and he...he did something...something to hurt me. I can't remember what it was but it hurt so bad. I remember the pain. It was like a knife was plunged into my heart. He didn't care that he had hurt me either. That was the worse part. Then Bakura found me curled up under a tree in the park and took me home with him and nothing has hurt me since.


"We'll go back to Japan."


I'm perfectly happy in...wherever it is we are. We move so much I can't keep track anymore. But that's okay because I don't have to. Bakura is the only one that it matters too. As long as he's with me I'll go anywhere.


"Snap out of it Yugi. We have to go. Bakura will be back soon and once he comes back we'll be moving again. If we move again there's no way for them to find us. Please Yugi. I need you to come with me."


Need. Ryou needs me. And I need him. But Bakura needs us too. If we leave without Bakura who will take care of him? If Ryou leaves without us how will he survive? It's too scary out there. He'll get hurt. Someone will hurt him the way Yami hurt me. One day he'll go home and find his friend and his yami together even though they were supposed to love me. Yami promised he'd be with me forever and then he..."Bakura needs me more."


Ryou closes his eyes. He's mad at me I think. I stand up to leave the room when suddenly he grabs me and kisses me. His lips are warm and demanding and my eyes slid shut as I surrender to him. He's never kissed me like this before and I'm drowning in the taste of it. He pulls away with tears in his eyes. He shoves something in my hand.


"Cal me. When you move. Let me know where you are. Don't tell Bakura though. Promise me Yugi. Promise you won't tell him I gave you that phone number. Promise me that you'll hide it until you have a chance when he's not around to call. Promise me to find out where you're going and tell me."


"I promise" I whisper. Ryou kisses me one more time. Gently now. Then he picks up his backpack and leaves. A few moments later I hear the front door shut and I race to the window in time to see him climb into a car. There's a blonde behind the wheel. Someone I should know but...


Bakura will be home soon. I put the piece of paper Ryou gave me in my shoe. I promised him I'd call when we moved and I will. Because I would never break a promise to my best friend.


*He’s beautiful
Such a beautiful disaster*


"No luck?"


Ryou sighs heavily. "No. Bakura has him convinced that he's the only person in the world he needs now."


Malik reaches over and squeezes the back of his friends neck. "Don't worry. You gave him the phone number. He'll call. I'll make sure of it."


"I'm not sure how safe it is to be messing with his mind even more."


"Relax. I know what I'm doing. Mine is magic. Bakura's was just a good old fashioned mind fuck. Guess which one will hurt him less."


Ryou turns to look out the window. The leaves are changing color. Wherever it is that Yugi and Bakura go next will be someplace warm. Yugi will call, hopefully, and Ryou will let Yami know where to find his little one.

"I should have stayed. Or made him come with me."

"We talked about this before Ry. It would have been worse in the long run for one of you either way."

"Still.."

"Guilt is a wonderful thing isn't it. You should try living with it as long as I have."

A few moments pass in silnce.


"Who would have thought huh?"


"What?"


Malik turns towards the airport and Seto's waiting jet. "Who would have thought all this trouble would have started just because you had a one night stand with Yami."


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Okay who saw the twist coming at the end? Like I said it's different than my usual style but I wanted to try it. And now that it's out of my system I will probobly never do it again.


Any other requests? Any song, any pairing.


Oh and catti if you read this, what pairing would you like for I Kissed A Girl the Remix? Don't leave it up to me or we'll be seeing Mokuba in drag again and no one wants that.


I thrive on reviews and ratings. *hint hint* I'm also thinking about making this not just a bunch of break up fics but a bunch of one shot song fics. Hard to find good break up songs anymore. What do you all think?