WO0HT! n...n;;;;;;;;
Okay, I got this idea from a dream I had... I mean it, no joke! It was scared.. and involves a beaten Ryou who couldnt stop crying.. so I tweaked it a little, and voila! A fic! n.n
Disclaimer: Dont own, dont sue. If I owned Ryou, or Bakura, I would be making out with him at every possible oppitunity that I got... and more... XDDDD
Kay... you didnt need to know that... n.n;;;;
"NO!" Ryou screamed, falling to his knees beside the now dead body. "No, Dad, please, wake up…." He sobbed hysterically, his trembling hands shaking his dead father. "No…."
Bakura smirked, cold fingers stroking the back of Ryous ivory neck, moving it over to one side.
"Yes…" He said menacingly, his hand gripping the back of the angels neck. Ryou screamed, but no amount of struggling and crying would free him form the spirit, who now had both of his hands around Ryous neck, cutting off his air. Ryou choked, his hand trying desperately to free himself from the spirit.
"Y-yami…" Ryou choked out, sobbing in uncontrollable grief and pain. Bakura merely smirked, letting him go, and standing up, kicking Ryou hard in the side. Ryou whimpered miserably, and let out a gasp as he felt the cold knife trail along his arm.
"No…" Ryou whispered, coughing and crying, but it was futile.
Tears coursed down a bruised and bleeding face, as Ryou sobbed into his trembling hands helplessly. No, this want happening, this was a dream, a bad dream, no no no…
Ryou gasped, as he woke right up on his bed, his heart pounding. For a second, he looked around, slightly disorientated, and his hand instinctively clutched at his chest, closing around empty air.
He lay back down on the couch, looking vacantly into space as he tried to stop his tears from flowing.
When Yugi woke up and got dressed, he walked down to the lounge area where Ryou was sleeping.
Okay, he wasn't sleeping, he was just sitting there, curled into a ball. Yugis heart almost broke when he saw him.
It had been almost a month since he was attacked, and Poor Ryou was showing no signs of improvement. Yugis hands clenched into fists as he remembered what happened.
Yugi and Yami were just sitting at home alone, when the phone rang. When Yugi answered it, it was to his surprise a tearful Ryou, who pleaded for help.
When they got over there, they found Ryou unconscious on the floor, covered in blood. They called the ambulance, and Yugi tried to revive Ryou, while Yami went off in search of the spirit.
It didn't take long, Yami found him in the room, sitting vacantly on the bed. Full of rage, Yami attacked the tomb robber, casting him into the shadow realm and sealing his soul permanently in the Millennium ring.
Ryou, on the other hand was in a terrible state. Yugi wasn't able to talk to him about what happened, but judging by what the doctor said, he had been cut, skinned, kicked, punched, whipped, raped (Several times) and the attacker(Bakura) had attempted to strangle him. Yugi was outraged that this could happen. And if that wasn't enough, he didn't have his father to lean on; he just had Yugi and his friends.
Yami now had the ring. He made sure he knew of its whereabouts at all times, and kept a constant watch on it, just in case the spirit broke out, and tried to hurt Ryou.
But if that wasn't bad enough, the attack had emotionally scarred Ryou for life. He was always shy and quiet, but this new Ryou was… scary. He was like a rag doll, so limp and lifeless, and he hardly ever slept, or ate. Whenever any of his friends came over, Ryou would retreat into a quiet room in the house, and sit with his hands clasped around his knees, staring into space. His once warm and cheerful brown eyes were now like depressing puddles of mud, even his hair hung flat and lifeless.
And Yugi had never heard him say a word. Not one. Unless you count the heartbreaking sobs he heard whenever Ryou thought he was alone.
He was scared. He was scared for Ryou, and hoped he would snap out of this, but deep down, he knew that Ryou would always remain this way. Depressed, silent…
"Bakura?" He walked over to the boy, and set a cup of cocoa down in from of him. Ryou took it gently, but didn't sip, his eyes just gazing vacantly in front of him. Yugi placed what seemed like a comforting hand on Ryous shoulder, but the angel closed his eyes and drew in a sharp breath, as though he was about to be struck.
That was another thing. No one could touch Ryou now. If you even got close to him, he would whimper, and back away. Yugis eyes softened, and he scooted away a couple of inches. Ryou relaxed, finally taking a sip of the hot drink. Yugi looked at him for a couple of seconds, before getting up, and pouring himself some cereal.
/Yami…/
/Yes, Aibou? What's wrong/
/Its Ryou, I'm really worried about him. Unless he's eaten when I haven't been around- and I've stayed with him 24/7, he's gone without any food for a week. He's hardly slept… hes-hes not getting any better, is he/
/Yugi, I don't think he will. What that tomb robber did has shattered his soul. He'll never be 'okay' again…/
Yugi nodded, feeling tears well up in his eyes. Deep down, he knew that but still…It was so upsetting, to know that the soft, kind Ryou Bakura, who always had a smile, a kind word to say, was gone forever…
"Bakura… we have to get ready for school now. Did you do your homework?" Yugi finished his cereal, and walked over to the angel. Ryou didn't move at first, but after a few minutes, he finally stood up, heading into his small basement bedroom where he kept his stuff ((It was too cold to sleep, Ryou 'slept' on the couch)), and a couple of minutes later, came out with his uniform on, and his bag packed, not looking at Yugi, who frowned after his friend as they walked onto the street.
As Yugi sat in English class, poring over his notes, he couldn't help but cast a worried look over at Ryou, who was… just sitting there. Again. He didn't get it. Ryou was good at English ((Well, he did have to speak it for at least twelve years…)) but he just… didn't work. And Yugi was frightened.
"R-Ryou?" He said tentatively to the boy in the desk next to him. Ryou didn't respond. Yugi sighed, and looked sadly at the broken angel.
"Bakura, would you kindly do your work?" The teacher stopped on front of him, frowning. Ryou didn't move. The teacher sighed, and placed a hand on Ryous shoulders, who gasped, bowing his head.
"Don't…" Yugi said, before pressing his lips together. The teacher frowned, but removed his hand. Ryou let out his breath, and lifted his head slightly. The teacher let out a long breath, and walked away.
Of course, all the teachers knew what happened, that Ryous father had been brutally murdered, and Ryou had been attacked. Yugi had heard them talk about it many times. He had heard the school gossip as well. And Anzu explained that once she heard in the school bathroom two Ryou fangirls talking about how they overheard the teachers discussing Ryous attack.
Yugi knew Ryou must have heard the rumors, but he didn't show it. In fact, he didn't show anything. He just kept going on, like a broken doll. And it scared the shit out of Yugi.
Later that day, Yugi sat on his bed in his room. His darkness was perched on the desk, and the light gazed at him intently.
"Yugi… You have to accept the fact that Bakura will not get better…" He said gently, walking over to the small boy and sitting down beside him, clutching his hand. "He's gone…"
Yugi shook his head, tears beginning to form in the corner of his eyes.
"No… Hell get better, soon, He will, he will…" Yami merely shook his head.
"Yugi, saying this is going to hurt you so much, but maybe we should get Bakura help.." Yugis eyes widened, and he let out a gasp.
"Yami… do you mean.., taking Ryou to see a psychiatrist?" He tilted his heads to the side, and saw with a sinking feeling that his darkness was shaking his head.
"No, I'm talking about Ryou going into a hospital." Yugi frowned, still not quite understanding.
"But…. He's physically fine, all his wounds have healed, and even his stitches are all out…" Poor Yami almost felt like crying.
"Yugi, I-I'm talking about taking Bakura to a…. A mental hospital." Yugi spun around, looking fearfully at his darkness.
"No!" He said stubbornly, shaking his head. "Ryous not crazy! He's not!"
"Yugi," Yami said gently, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Look at him. He never talks, eats, sleeps… You have to let him go…"
"But he's my friend…" Yugi whispered, feeling tears sting the back of his eyes. Yami merely sighed.
"I just want you to think about it…" He said softly. "Okay?" Yugi nodded, wiping his eyes with the backs of his hands.
"Okay…" He said softly.
When Yugi came into the lounge, he saw that Ryou was sleeping, with tears in the corners of his eyes. Yugi sighed, and dragged a small blanket over is sleeping form. Ryou sighed, and shuffled slightly in his sleep. This movement caused a piece of paper fall out from the couch. Slightly puzzled, Yugi picked it up, and let out a gasp of shock.
The picture was…. Sick. It was done completely in grey pencil, except for a red pen. It was…. Of a person, chained naked to the floor. They had long black hair, and the body shape suggested it to be male. What scared Yugi the most were two things. One, that the persons wrists were slashed, blood trickling across the floor. Another was the persons face.
They had Bakuras face. The evil eyes, the smirk… Yugi let out a strange cry, and dropped it, feeling tears fall to his eyes.
No.. Ryou didn't draw that….
"Yami…" Yugi whispered, slightly frightened. His darkness heard the cry, and ran downstairs.
"What is it? Are you okay? Whats wrong?" He looked around, half-expecting to see a crazy axe-murderer or something.
"Yami… Bakura drew this…" He picked up the drawing, and held it out. Yami took it, and gazed at the sick picture, a growing look of horror on his face. He closed his eyes, and let out a long breath, replacing it back on the table.
"Yugi…" He looked at the boy who was holding back his tears, and walked over, wrapping his arms tightly around him. Yugi felt tears stinging the backs of his eyes, but refused to let them fall.
Awwhh... -sniffle- I AM SORRY RYOU! -cries- But donnot worry, things will get better soon! -snickers- ((HA! As if...))
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