Title: Dark Past

Author: eternal radiance

Pairings: YB/Y, S/Y [friendship], past YB/R and hints of YM/M later on

Summary: Bakura steps into a bar and finds the one thing he hadn't expected to find. Yaoi.

Author's notes: I was going through the Yugioh section in fanfiction.net and stumbled upon some nicely written B/Y pieces, which I fell in love at once. So, here. Bakura is a bit OC, but you'll understand why later.

Disclaimer: Yugioh doesn't belong to me, nor does the characters. I own their little… OCness and the plot… that's it.

"speech"

'thoughts'

~ time gap/scene or character change

//yami speaking//

/hikari speaking/

Dark Past

By: eternal radiance

Bright lights blinded Bakura as he stepped into the small club. He looked around, disoriented at first until a few waving hands and shout voices drew his attention to the table beside the bar.

            "Baku!" A girl jumped up and down on her boyfriend's lap. She had bright red-pink hair that was pulled into a high ponytail with 2 strands hanging to frame her face. She wore a bright pink tanktop and black tight leather pants which clung to her figure. On her wrists were many gold bracelets and a pair of black platform boots finished the look, making her just as tall as Bakura. Her gold almost-slitted eyes brightened with amusement as she watched her friend fight his way through the thick late night crowds.

            "What took you so long, Baku?"

            The boy beside her smiled at the hyperactive girl on his lap. He had his electric-blue hair spike up and his emerald eyes which were only for his girlfriend, looked over at his best friend. He was dressed to match Aya, with a sky-blue vest buttoned low and black leather pants as well. He also had a pair of combat boots, making him the tallest out of them both. He had one gold earring and 2 gold wristbands were strangely reminded Bakura of his Egyptian past. The ex-tomb raider shook his head. "I thought I told you not to call me that, Aya." He growled instead.

            Sakuno chuckled. "By time you decided to take up our offer of going clubbing, Bakura." He said instead, changing the topic. "Why didn't you come before?" He asked.

             "It's not like you wouldn't fit in. Or not be able to find a dance partner." Aya chipped in and Bakura rolled his eyes.

            It was true. At the age of 20 (legal for clubbing? I'm not sure, I'm only 16 after all), he stood at 6", only 2 inches shorter then Sakuno. His white hair had grown to the middle of his back and he still had sharp brown eyes that had grown warmer then before. Part of his usual/normal clothing now consisted of a black sleeveless muscle shirt that clung to his body and black cargo pants that flared slightly at the ends. Tall combat boots that were his favourite were never forgotten nor left behind.

            With his dark looks, he had been dubbed 'the dark prince' by some of his friends and girls (and guys) who had made a fanclub of him. Bakura had briefly wondered what Yami would've said to that comment, but pushed it away. The... acquaintances that he had made before were not something he liked to think about at the moment.

             "Baku! Bakura! BAKURA!" A hand waved in his face and a loud shout in his ear brought him back from his thoughts.

             "Let's go dance!" Aya gestured to the dance floor were couples and singles were dancing altogether as one giant mass of people. 

            Sakuno got up as well, wrapping his arm around his girlfriend's tiny waist. "You up to it, Bakura?" 

            In truth, Bakura didn't want to dance. He didn't even know why he was there in the first place, but something had told him to come. Something was going to happen to him today. Tonight. But Bakura still didn't want to dance, so he pointed to the drinks on their table. "I'll watch the table. You guys go ahead." 

            Aya and Sakuno nodded, smiled and walked off. Bakura watched them for a while. They seemed so happy together. Bakura had remembered that he almost had something like that. 

            He fingered the collar at his neck. It was a dark purple, almost black and looked slightly like a belt to be put around a waist. It had been a present to him. A goodbye present, something that Bakura could remember 'him' by. And he never forgot 'him'. Never took it off, afraid that once he did, he would forget. 

            He stroked it softly, remembering once when he had done the same, but when it had been on another's throat. He remembered how 'his' eyes had shone brightly for him that one day. He remembered that brief moment when he had been given that look. Bakura had never seen love like that, at least not directed at him. And that had been the first and last time he did see the look. Now all he got were looks of lust, want and even hatred, but none shone with love for him.

            Bakura missed the look, even if he's only seen it once. Missed the one tantalizing kiss, the taste of heaven that he had been allowed to glimpse. He even missed the big grins and childish antics (Oh, there goes my character... guess who?)

            The white tomb raider had not wanted anyone else after 'him', had not been with anyone else after 'him'. 'He' was all Bakura could think about for days, weeks, years. Even after so many years, he still thought of the one he loved, and the one who loved him back.

            Aya and Sakuno slumping back into their seats made him shake away those thoughts and return to the present. "You guys tired already?" He said, smirking.

            The pink haired girl childishly stuck out her tongue; reminding Bakura of the times 'he' had done the same. "You didn't even dance! But we're not tired yet." She said and then grinned. "You got lucky, Baku. Today's a special day."

            "Special? How?" Bakura asked, ignoring the fact that she had just called him what he just said he didn't want to be called.

            "You'll see." Sakuno smiled mysteriously, and then took a sip of his drink. Alcoholic of course (and with knowledge that I'm only 16, which I pointed out before, I have no clue about alcohol. I admit I'm quite naive at the 'darker' part of the world, only knowing from reading fics. SO I won't go into detail about the stuff I don't know about.)

            Bakura took this time to look around the bar. People were starting to move back to their seats, leaving the dance floor as if by the Shadow powers' influence. Everyone who didn't have seats, created a circle in the middle of the dance floor, singling out one smallish figure.

            His actions, movements, everything flowed gracefully. Nothing was awkward or clumsy. Arms were wrapped around his small figure as he danced, holding onto himself, emanating a strong emotion of sadness, loneliness, and being abandoned all mixed together. Couples held onto each other, whispering that their partners would never go through the same emotion as the boy was emanating.

            Bakura took a closer look. A further inspection produced shoulder-length black hair, streaked with red, drew into a low ponytail while gold bangs fell over a heart shaped face. He wore a short black tanktop, which keep trying to climb up his chest. The black leather pants clung to him, making his long legs seem almost endless. The black leather boots were slightly covered by the pant legs. Two buckles were strapped onto each arm. The same buckle that matched identically to his collar.

            The ex-tomb raider stared in awe. 'It couldn't be. It fucking couldn't be!'

            "His name is Hikari. No one knows his real name." Aya stated when she saw that her friend was staring at the black-clad dancer, practically drooling.

            "He only comes certain nights. Specific nights, not no one knows until he comes. And no one knows how he is. They can't follow him or find any address of where he lives." Sakuno explained.

            Bakura watched as the figure danced. He looked up at the face and watched in shock as eyes opened and Bakura found himself drowning in the bright pools of amethyst.

TBC…

Eternal: Eh, didn't expect me to all of a sudden sprout out a Yugioh fic ne? I didn't expect it either… The idea just came to me one day, so… I hope you enjoy! Maybe I'll continue, if there are enough people who want me too.

Guess who the person is! Although, it should be quite simple now… I gave enough hints through this chapter.

Yes I'm still working on a Christmas beyblade fic. Hopefully it'll be up somewhere close to Christmas, as now I have to go and study for my chemistry test.

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