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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
970
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Just for me
Hey there, I'm trying to get my groove back, shit happened and I got a writers block. Hopefully this is the first step on my road to recovery. Simply, Bakura is comforting a dieing Ryou he possibly killed.
Don't own yugioh, if I ever do, you'll be the first to know.
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...It's raining....
There are things love in this world one should never see, never hear, never experience. Never. Never should those certain things, those sins of one man against another be experienced. Ah but sins do run deep like blood, like the thick rivers of blood that run through your veins as I cradle your body, your soul hear in my arms. As I hold you close to me. Your warmth slipping, the warmth in your eyes, the warmth of your touch. Inside your eyes that sparkle every child is born with. It’s so sad you were robbed of it so young. It’s ok though. I was robbed of it as well. So many lost souls robbed of that little sparkle. How sad isn’t it love? How sad. I see you now as the rain drops fall your drowning in your own blood, in the silver pools mixed with crimson tears. The dark sky out side our window as you lay in my arms on our bed, the bed we shared. Your soft gasps, I enjoy those. It means your close to death, that makes your life all the more pretty. Contrast love, its called contrast. Bright flashes out side for only a split second as the drumming against my window continues. But don’t worry, we’re safe, you and i. you, you precious pretty soul. You’re a broken angel. So many people say those words, I know, broken angel, it’s lost its meaning. But you, you really are a broken bloody angel, that pure white skin of yours now stained red. I’ll hold you as you ask me to whisper to you sweet things of our love, how you are so dear to my heart as the world grows black for you. Don’t make me hate my self now. You asked me for it. who am I to deny my light, my little angel of light. Who am I to deny you any thing. Your body it tells stories of the other things you asked for that I gave you. Cold metal against you skin now and a leather strap. When you light goes out so does my, our flame is the same even if our bodies are different. Your so pretty did you know? Oh so pretty the way you lay in my arms as I hold you, impossibly pretty in my eyes. Reflected in your eyes now I see my self, I see you and I see me in your eyes. Your holding me in my place, you wont let me go, wont let me out of those chocolate depths, doe soft brown eyes. I remember when I first met you, my timid doe. Now I know you aren’t timid in the out side, you’re braver then me, you can do the things I can’t do. I don’t know how you accomplish that I just don’t know. But where ever you’re going now… please take me with you. Please… just please take me with you….
...take me with you so I wont have to cry, I'll let the sky do that for us...do it for you...
Don't own yugioh, if I ever do, you'll be the first to know.
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...It's raining....
There are things love in this world one should never see, never hear, never experience. Never. Never should those certain things, those sins of one man against another be experienced. Ah but sins do run deep like blood, like the thick rivers of blood that run through your veins as I cradle your body, your soul hear in my arms. As I hold you close to me. Your warmth slipping, the warmth in your eyes, the warmth of your touch. Inside your eyes that sparkle every child is born with. It’s so sad you were robbed of it so young. It’s ok though. I was robbed of it as well. So many lost souls robbed of that little sparkle. How sad isn’t it love? How sad. I see you now as the rain drops fall your drowning in your own blood, in the silver pools mixed with crimson tears. The dark sky out side our window as you lay in my arms on our bed, the bed we shared. Your soft gasps, I enjoy those. It means your close to death, that makes your life all the more pretty. Contrast love, its called contrast. Bright flashes out side for only a split second as the drumming against my window continues. But don’t worry, we’re safe, you and i. you, you precious pretty soul. You’re a broken angel. So many people say those words, I know, broken angel, it’s lost its meaning. But you, you really are a broken bloody angel, that pure white skin of yours now stained red. I’ll hold you as you ask me to whisper to you sweet things of our love, how you are so dear to my heart as the world grows black for you. Don’t make me hate my self now. You asked me for it. who am I to deny my light, my little angel of light. Who am I to deny you any thing. Your body it tells stories of the other things you asked for that I gave you. Cold metal against you skin now and a leather strap. When you light goes out so does my, our flame is the same even if our bodies are different. Your so pretty did you know? Oh so pretty the way you lay in my arms as I hold you, impossibly pretty in my eyes. Reflected in your eyes now I see my self, I see you and I see me in your eyes. Your holding me in my place, you wont let me go, wont let me out of those chocolate depths, doe soft brown eyes. I remember when I first met you, my timid doe. Now I know you aren’t timid in the out side, you’re braver then me, you can do the things I can’t do. I don’t know how you accomplish that I just don’t know. But where ever you’re going now… please take me with you. Please… just please take me with you….
...take me with you so I wont have to cry, I'll let the sky do that for us...do it for you...