Commited

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. This is the first thing I've written that is not a one shot so... I hope it is to be enjoyed.
Title--- Commited
Chapter 1: Entrance – day one

Ryou twirled the razor briefly wondering how deep to go today, “should I take the chance of getting caught by the wicked stepmother or just add another scar to the growing collection?” Ryou mused aloud to himself asking the same question as he does everyday he was still alive. With each passing day he found it harder to say no to the idea of suicide, ya' know, taking the cowards way out, a permanent problem to a temporary problem. After quickly making a decision he decided to try once again to end his life. He pulled the blade down his arm making a line from his wrist to his elbow and repeated this till there four lines going down each arm. He watched the blood spill over quickly relief flooding over him.

As he entered a state of numbness the door swung open revealing his stepmother staring at him disgustedly, “trash belongs in the trash boy.” She spat at the boy on the floor before turning around to get the phone from the hallway. From his spot of blissful numbness on the floor he could hear his mother ranting about blood staining her newly cleaned white carpets. After a few moments of swaying on the edge of unconsciousness he finally passed out but, not before hearing the sirens in the distance.

~Hours maybe even days later Ryou awoke to a steady beeping of a monitor telling him that this wasn't hell, although it was something close. He was in a hospital the sickening smell of antiseptic hit him and confirmed his suspicion. He sighed alerting the person next to to him of his current awakened state.

“Oh, so you're awake you've been out for about three days, I'll go inform the doctor.” she said and left only to return several minutes later with a doctor who looked over to him.

“I'm Dr. smith I'm going to check over you're vitals and then I have a few things to discuss with you about arrangements for leaving.” Dr. smith told him looking at him over the chart he was currently holding.

“Am I not just going to be released back into my mother care?” Ryou asked all the while he looked a little hopeful.

“No, she was screaming about her new carpets an how she doesn't really want you back. We'll be putting you into a residential treatment center.”

“Loony bin.” Ryou said cutting him off the doctor stared at him for s moment.

“Your clothes have already arrived they picked out anything that you can physically harm yourself with and put the rest into storage.” Ryou stared at the doctor then nodded and sighed as he started checking his pulse and such. He nodded and wrote down the last of the information and turned to leave but not before turning to look at Ryou.

“What?” Ryou asked upon seeing the questioning gaze the doctor could only shake his head.

“I'm calling the clinic they'll most likely send over Mr. Williams since he's the one who picks up the new admittance's to Sea Pines.” Dr. smith told the white haired youth who just nodded and went back to playing with the bandages going up his arm.

“So then... I'm being discarded out of hate. When will I get out? I'm only sixteen and am not wanted back home, how's this going to work? I refuse to stay there for two years.” Ryou said his voice wavering slightly.

“Well I'm sure it'll work it's self out things like this usually tend to. It's not something I have any control over or say in. But in most cases they find the closest relative and send you off with them unless you can give them a better idea.” the doctor told him giving a pointed look. Ryou looked away his face showing that he was not happy with going to live with an aunt or uncle. The door was opened and a short man in a suit the color of shit walked in.

“You must be Mr. Ryou Bakura.” He said looking at the small boy who looked rather angry at that moment in time.

“He has had his vital taken and all are normal he can leave as soon as you sign him out.” The doctor said turning to leave. Mr. Williams then turned to Ryou who gave a weak smile and tried not to hold the gaze of the short man before him.

“I'm just going to go sign you out now.” Ryou nodded and took the clothes offered to him by the nurse who giggled and hurried away with a single look back. The clothes handed to him were long black pants to be ties on by a drawstring and a long sleeved white shirt that he was sure was five sizes to big by time he got done changing into the clothes he would wear at the “hospital” for the next at least three months. After a few moments of sitting on the bed Mr. Williams walked back in the door staying open behind him as he made his way over towards the boy who was patiently waiting to leave.

“So... when are we leaving?” Ryou asked lowering his head so you could no longer see his eyes Mr. Williams looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

“You know most people try to spend more time in the hospital to avoid Sea crest. You just seem all ready to go.” Ryou just shrugged and started to stand only to be sat rather forcefully into a wheelchair that was positioned next to his bed he looked to the doctor who had put him in the wheelchair and scowled his eyes darkening at the obviously intrusive object.

“Regulations you have use the wheelchair to leave the hospital, sorry.” The doctor told him Ryou just shrugged his shoulders and allowed the doctor to push him towards an ugly off brown Volkswagen.

The ride to Sea Crest was rather uneventful and for the most part quiet except that one time when Mr. Williams had tried, and failed, to start a conversation it went a little something like this.

“So... what is your family like?”

Ryou, sweet, innocent, non- violent Ryou, glared. If looks could kill that man would be 20,000 feet below. The arrived at the treatment center and Ryou stormed in waiting by the desk until ass face, as he was going to refer to him as from now on, walked through the doors to tell the assistant to take him to his room. The attendant looked at him she had brown hair accompanied by green eyes.

“Your room is this way. It looks like you will be rooming with...” She trailed off a little taking a moment to look at the keyboard, “Malik!” For a second her and another attendant, obviously a senior, then the elder shrugged and continued looking through the paperwork that had been sat in front of her. The attendant started to walk followed closely by Ryou who, after a yawn, tuned out every word the lady said. She stopped in front a door and flipped through her key ring stopping at a key labeled A – 52. She softly pushed the door open and looked at the boy inside he was sitting on the bed reading a book he had brought with him. Ryou was pushed lightly through the door making him look up and wave a little. He stood up, stretched a little and headed over to where Ryou was.

“Hello, My name 'tis Malik. I'm guessing you're my roommate.” Malik said looking at Ryou who nodded a little.

“I'm Ryou.” he said looking at Malik He had tan skin and blond hair that framed his thin face. His clothes consisted of black drawstring pants and a pale purple long sleeved shirt.

“Well, You two should get along fine! I'll see you later then.” She said sounding a little too happy before she shut and locked the door.

“Thank god.” Malik said collapsing on his bed and pulling up his sleeve to reveal bloody cuts. Ryou's eyes widened a little a small gasp escaped his throat, Malik turned to look at him his eyes showing guilt, “OhMiGosh, please don't tell.”

“I won't... you went through all my stuff right?” Ryou asked quietly looking at Malik who nodded towards the closet.

“I even made your bed.” Malik said proudly.

“Did you leave my jeans with black and orange paint?” Ryou asked looking hopeful Malik nodded again.

“I was going through your pants and it fell out. I hid it in the drawer with mine because the attendants might have found it when they checked the pockets.” Ryou looked happy for a moment then looked back at Malik.

“Why did you keep it?” He asked truly confused.

“We all need some help sometimes. Help comes in all types of forms Some productive most destructive. You'll part with the blade in your own time and since I'm still hooked me taking yours away would be hypocritical.” Malik said looking away from Ryou who shrugged and went over to his bed.

“I guess that makes sense... What time are we forced awake in this place?” Ryou asked staring at the ceiling.

“Usually around 9:00. They like to let us sleep in a little. Especially because we have loud neighbors.” Malik said loudly.

“Up yours Malik!” Came a voice from one side of the wall.

“Shut the fuck up already!” Was screamed from the other.

“These walls are paper thin so we can hear most activities that happen on either side. We luckily, or not so luckily, are surrounded by Bakura and Marik on one side and Seto and Yami on the other side. Bakura and Marik tend to get loud because of their *AHEM* extracurricular activities. Seto and Yami yell a lot, partly because Seto doesn't like to take his pills, mostly because Seto is and asshole.” Malik said looking at Ryou who still looked a little stunned at the voice that was heard through the wall.

“When you say extracurriculars you mean like a game or something right?” Ryou asked tilting his head innocently towards Malik who looked at the boy then snorted.

“Or something, those two are the biggest whores I've ever seen it only gets worse when their together. This one time Marik lost his pants and it took them a few days to remember where he left them. One of the assistants found them hanging from a shower rod in the girls bathroom.” Malik said looking at the stunned expression on Ryou's face.

“Are they together?” Ryou asked quietly his voice held trace amounts of curiosity.

“No, would you think it wrong if they were?” Malik asked looking at Ryou who had his chin resting on top of his knees.

“Not at all. I think you should be able to love however you want.” Ryou said looking up slightly and smiling a little more.

“And, what are your sexual preferences?” Malik asked looking at Ryou who blushed and buried his head within his knees again.

“Girls are disgusting.” He said quietly glaring at his clenched fists.

“Then we are all in agreement.” Malik said smiling at Ryou who still looked nervous about his confession.

“You're not angry with me?” Ryou asked quietly obviously confused.

“Why would I be angry with you? I can't say very much against you considering anything bad I say about you I may as well be saying to myself, I'm gay too.” Malik said looking at Ryou who looked up at him.

“Almost ten o' clock!” Came a warning yell through their door

“Okay!” Malik yelled back before getting up.

“What's going on?” Ryou asked.

“They like us to at least have the lights off by ten.”

“HARDER!” Came scream from behind the wall to their right. Ryou blushed his whole face turning red at the sound.

“Oh shit, not again.” Malik moaned before turning off the light, “We're in for a long night.” Another moan issued form the wall.

Authors note...
Well it's all done now tell me if it is acceptable.