Here's a new story for all of you! sorry to not update anything in forever. life back slapped me in the face. *cringes*

also what was up with not being able to submit story's this last week? it was horrible i couldn't read any new chapters. T^T

Disclaimer; i don't own yugioh. But when the world runs with rivers of blood you'll know i do. 3

(the M, rating is for the blood in latter captors, and just in case)

Chapter 1; blood rain.

Ryou Bakura resembled an Angel. In his smile, and everything he did. He acted like the perfect child. He got good grades and never had detention. That his father knew of anyway.

Everyone who saw him thought this at one point or another. He was just angelic in appearance, with his hair the color of snow, his eyes a deep beautiful doe brown and when witnessed a smile that could melt even the coldest of hearts.

But most of all it was his innocence.

Sadly all who saw him as an Angel never noticed his demons. He was drowning in a sea of them and not even his supposed 'friends' saw it.

No, he was the only one to see all the dark shadows around him. No one ever looked close enough to see that his form was darkening and his sanity was slowly fading. The thin line had been reached.

Ryou sat in class staring out the window. it

"Mr. Bakura is there something of interest out that window?" Ryou looked up at the teacher in front of him. The man's face was red from talking. Talking and talking he never shuts up.

"Hey! I'm talking to you! Answer me!" everyone turned to look at the usually quiet white haired boy.

" I heard you." was al he said. The darkness was growing now. getting angrier and angrier. This man knew nothing. The fat man's hand took Ryou by the shoulder.

"what's wrong Ryou? Your never like this." Ryou let out a laugh. Never like this? What did this man know? he didn't even care what was wrong with Ryou.

"Shut up. And let go of me." he slapped the man's hand off. "You make me sick"

"De-detention!" the teacher barked.

"No." Ryou smiled a lopsided fake smile.

"wha-WHAT!"

"so not only are you stupid your deaf too?"

"what's wrong with you?" these words mad Ryou even madder. There was nothing wrong with him. He wasn't broken.

"Shut the hell up! There is nothing wrong with me". Ryou snarled. His hand was reaching to the knife in his pocket. After so many years of getting beat up on the way home from school. Ryou wasn't stupid. A knife was the only way to keep them away.

"I didn't mean it like that." he reached to pat Ryou on the shoulder. In one quick movement Ryou plunged the knife into the mans hand. he let out an earsplitting scream. the students around hi screamed. Ryou pulled the knife from the mans flailing limb.

"I'll kill you for that you stupid ass kid!" the man screamed. Ryou looked down at the fallen figure in front of him. And laughed. it went deathly silent in the room. The laugh was crazy. And even Ryou could hear the crazy breaking through. But he didn't care. He plunged the knife down again. Blood splattered his white shirt. And was all over his hair now. Up went the knife only to be thrusted back down into the screaming human before him. students ran from the room. Some were rooted to their seats. A girl with blond hair had fainted and was almost tramped on.

The line was blurring...

Teachers ran in to see Ryou sitting in pools of blood. The red liquid dripping off his face. He looked up at them with his big brown innocent eyes. They didn't know what to make of this. Ryou was a good student. The best. So why did he sit before them in a sea of blood? Licking a blood stained knife of all things. Ryou started to sing.

"The worlds turning and I'm yearning"

"To see you bleed."

"Red red! This bloods become my only water!"

"All i can do is drink and drink!

So I'm a little off center,

Only about three steps from the edge.

Come now let's play a game of chance.

Play it with me?

Cold winds scream through my ears like a banshee.
Let's see how far back I can go!

So watch me now and you'll see

Because believe me, it's a long way down

Let your eyes follow me, as I walk the thin line.

Arms out on both sides.

Balancing…

Swaying and debating which way to fall

You say I'm abnormal

What a strange thing to say!

You can call me that,

If you first take a trip into my mind.

Come see what's inside,

I'm inviting you into the cocoon of utter mystery.

Inviting you to understand what I can't.

I'll be your guide on this tour. So please keep, up its easy to get lost.

Blackness reaches out to grab the more daring hearts

In here your dreams and fears come alive,

The devil's factory of the insane

Who would dream of this place?

Now, look this way.
My light is here do you see it?

An innocence so tainted by that impurity

There she is holding the pillar of my mind all by herself.

But she's weak and unstable.

And my dark is determined

Quiet and wise.

I'm split within my self

But really does this make me strange?

I think we all have darkness in us.

Don't lie and say you don't.

It's wrong…

Is letting go of that little light make us inhuman?

Yet I have made it here
Running through all the fear.
She would have fallen on her own anyway…

And if I fall, I've learned
that I may not return.

Better me than her.
Look up at the front, your tour is coming to an end

All eyes on me!

Watch me change before your very eyes!

Like a dying butterfly,

A twisted grin broken within

I'm evolving myself into something more!

My pretty dark wings all around me.

The black feathers are oh, so soft.

There are no misshapen marks on me now.

If I was an angel...

never mind

Don't waste your words

They're too precious

To waste on me

But I'm selfish

So for one last time

I want to hear your voice

Loud and true

Balancing…

Arms out on both sides.

Swaying to no wind

Debating what way to fall.

So I'm a little off center,

Only about one step from the edge.

Come now let's play a game of chance.

Its only one step

Do you dare?"

"Ryou stop singing!" called one of the teachers . she couldn't handle the boys sad voice any longer. Ryou looked up noticing for the first time that there was other people in the room. He licked his lips. Crazy brown eyes stared up at them.

The doctor sat across from a white haired boy. He looked perfectly normal. The boy looked up and smiled. It was a sweet smile. What had this kid done to get here? The shrink wondered. He looked down at the vanilla folder in front of him.

Ryou Bakura age; 16. he looked threw the rest of the folder. till he came to the part that made his eyes widen in astonishment. He looked at the boy to make sure it was the same kid. The photo was the same. This kid, Ryou Bakura had killed two people before he was stopped.

"Is there something wrong Mr. doctor sir?" the doctor hide his fear and went back to using his calm face.

"So Ryou how are you feeling today?"

"Just fine. it's a great day outside have you been out yet?" the shrink stared him down.

"i like the sun its bright and makes me feel all warm inside."

"Cut the crap Ryou." another man walked into the room. he had the same eyes as Ryou.

"you must be Mr. Bakura."

"i am. Now Ryou tell the doctor what your really feeling."

"well other than the fact that i really want to cut you open and watch you bleed. I'm perfectly fine."

"do you have those kind of thoughts a lot Ryou?"

"All the time. Blood is the riches red there is. it's so warm too."

"Ryou, why did you kill your teacher?"

"yes Ryou i think we would all like to know why you killed a perfectly good man" Ryou's dad said snidely.

"he touched me, and wouldn't stop talking." the shrink mussed. The best way to help this kid was to try and make him really feel something. Because it was clear that Ryou felt nothing about anything.

"Mr. Bakura i think the best way we can help Ryou is by going stone hill."

"what's stone hill?." a sense of dread filled Ryou. they were sending him to the loony bin weren't they?. it wasn't like his dad cared about what happened to him.

"Don't you fucking DARE ignore me!" Ryou screamed. surprising both his father and the shrink.

"See!" his father yelled "i always knew that there was something wrong with you!" pointing and accusing finger in Ryou's face. Ryou had the made urge to bit it off. He was so tired of his father always saying things like this. There really wasn't anything wrong with Ryou!

"What gives you the right to say that kind of stuff to me?" Ryou asked coldly.

"I'm your father, i" his voice was shaking

"My father? you haven't been my father since the day mom died."

"stop both of you. it's time for Ryou to go." a tall buff man came in and pulled Ryou out the door screaming and yelling.

"When i get out of here you're so dead!" he yelled. He knew he was only making it worse, but he didn't care. He was just so angry.

The drive wasn't the worst part. it was the silence that was killing him. Nothing. No music, or even the sounds outside the van. The women that was driving refused to talk to him. He was glad when the ride was over. She escorted him to the front door. He found out that Stone hill was a great big buildings that lay up on a hill overlooking the city. It wasn't as remotely creepy as Ryou thought it would have been. It was made of dark gray stones with lighter bricks around the front. After going through all the checks Ryou was greeted by a tall man with green hair.

"hello Ryou welcome to Stone hill. Come with me and we will get you adapted with your new home. We home to help you as much as we can." the man's smile as hard to tell if it was real or not. "By the way I'm Dr. Willow. i will be your therapist."

He showed Ryou down a long hallway into the last room on the left. When he opened the light blue door, light spilled out. The room wasn't that bad. It was a bit small but it would do. The bed sat on the opposite side of the room from the window. The walls were also light blue. The color was supposed to be calming. But it automatically made Ryou even angrier. He wasn't to the point of seeing red yet. He wished it would all disappear. And everything would go back to the way it was. it wasn't perfect but at least out there he could pretend there was nothing wrong.

"Am i allowed to hang things on the walls?"

"yes but it has to be approved first. now since its time for free time I'm going to let you out with the others to see how you react." he lead ryou back out the door, and down the hall. They went through a bunch of halls to a big room.

"This is the art room. Some of the other 'gests' are in here. Others are in the room right across the hall." ryou pushed the door open. The room had a high ceiling. Art from all the patients littered the walls. Some were childish others looked like they should be in a museum. a dark skinned boy was laying on the floor with a sketch pad. In one corner sat a boy with blond hair, his drawing looked like a child had drawn it. Things used to make art littered the room. On one side there was a great window. Easels littered the area. Ryou made his way over. At least the window would be something to look at. he passes the first easel. the hair on e back of his neck seemed to stand on end.

"don't go over there." ryou turned to see a small boy with tri-colored, hair and amethyst eyes looking at him.

"Why not?"

"that's HIS area..." his eyes shifted uneasily. "Im yugi by the way. you're the new one right?"

"Ya.. I'm Ryou. Who is HE? and why can't we go over there."

"We, he's, we just don't. come over here it's safer." ryou let yugi drag him further away. his eyes sill on the area with all the easels. something moved between two rather large ones ryou only caught a glimpse. and couldn't tell what it was.

"so are you going to tell me why i can't go over there?" yugi looked away and said nothing. the dark skinned boy came over.

"aw its the new one. what was he thinking going over there. I'm Marik." Marik didn't seem all that here. he would mutter things to himself like he was talking to someone.

"no one has told me why i cant go over there!"

"if you stay away then you will never need to know." was all they said. ryou was fed up with this crap. this was bullshit. There was probably like a box of puppets that just creeps these crazies out. Ryou thought

Ryou stood up and walker over. Ignoring the shouts of the others. They didn't dare go after him. He was in HIS area there was no saving him now.

The first painting he came to made him stop. It was domino city in flames. The painting was so realistic when ryou turned and looked out the window he almost couldn't tell the difference. He walked on. The next was only half finished. it depicted a moon above a black pool of water. but the moon was rippled and broken. it made Ryou wonder if maybe all he was looking at was a reflection in the water of the moon. But at the same time how could he be sure it wasn't really the way the moon was supposed to be? He passed countless others. Some were laying on the floor, others were leaning up next to varies things. Even the floor had paint on it. it was an another world over here. With all the easels here he couldn't see yugi and Marik anymore. He fallowed the painting deeper and deeper into what seemed to be an entrance to the devils den. A large battle field fill five different canvases and spilled onto the wall. it just seemed to keep doing. he turned a corner. and found a boy with white hair sitting in a pool of blood.

Flashes of what happened that day flashed threw Ryou's head. Blood blood so much of the red stuff. everywhere on his face, and clothes. he was sitting in a pool of it.

Ryou shook off the memory. he didn't want to remember right now. The boy was painting like a mad man. the stuff Ryou had thought was blood he found it was paint. red paint flew everywhere. Ryou edged closer so he could see what the boy was painting.

it was a dead body laying in a pool of blood. it looked like the paint was seeping out of the painting onto the floor. the detail was amazing. you could see every curve of the woman's clothes. Even the lightless-ness in her eyes. But off in the back near the wall was a child. He had his head in his bloody hands. And it looked like he was crying. Ryou couldn't stop staring. Why were they letting this nut job paint these horrific things? He must have made some kind of sound. Because the boy looked up. Paint spatters all over his face. Red eyes met brown. The boy licked his lips. Sharp canines showing.

" oh joy they brought me another toy."

You know that little blue thing that reads review you should totally click It 3 it will make me Wright chapter two faster. You know the drill! 3

Also what did you guys think of the poem/song that ryou sang? it took me a long time to come up with so im intrigued to see what you guys think.