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 Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 2:42 pm
Ryou turned his head slightly at Rei's growl, and wondered about something. "Of course, that gets you to wondering what kind of religion it would be. In Ancient Egypt, if your soul isn't balanced properly the Devourer just eats you. I don't think that would be enough for how bad he is. The basic Christian's hell would be better, I'd say, because some people say the people who go there get their own personal punishments." He considered this. "I'd have fun making a list of all the different things I'd like to happen to him."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 2:46 pm
Out of nowere the bowl of fruits flew hitting ryou in the head.
Kira jumped "ryou are you ok?" kira asked.
Rei was glaring at ryou. if looks could kill he'd be six feet under.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 2:52 pm
Ryou cringed, gingerly tapping his forehead, which had a cut on it from the bowl, which had shattered. "Yeah, just fine." He said, able to ignore Rei's glare by closing his eyes. "Of course, let's just pretend that it's a mix between ancient Egypt and Christian faith. Both say that homosexuality is wrong, right? I'd expect he's get something severe for sleeping with the pharaoh."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 2:56 pm
Well that sertanly snaped somthing in rei's mind. Now enraged the lunged at ryou but kira cought her knocking rei out "bright ryou really bright"
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 2:58 pm
"Hey, she moves around, didn't she?" Ryou asked cheerfully, poking at his new cut. "Better than just sitting there."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 3:00 pm
"true" kira said setting her down. She then got some water washing his cut.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 3:02 pm
Ryou seemed to have become a little depressed, though. "If what I said was right about Bakura, though, than I'm probably going to go to hell as well, aren't I?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 3:06 pm
"Well if your christain all you have to do is ask for forgiveness and god will forgive you...you try to be good and thats all that matters." kira said.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 3:22 pm
Ryou smiled a little. "Hmm. How unfortunate it is that I'm not Christian, though, isn't it?"
--- Shortly after the kiss, however, Bakura stirred, his eyes fluttering open as he gazed up hazily at the pharaoh. He was quiet for a little bit, then his eyes focused and narrowed into his normal glare. “What the hell are you doing? Leave me alone.” He tried to get up, but his head spun dizzily and he fell back down, expecting a thump. Instead, he found out unpleasantly what he had been resting on; the pharaoh’s lap. He jolted up, scrambling to his feet and away from the pharaoh. He fell to the ground, however, too unstable to keep himself up. “What the hell?!” The pharaoh glared at Bakura, trying to hide everything he had just done. “Well, excuse me for trying to help you out! You just had a… a seizure all of a sudden, and I was just making sure you didn’t hurt yourself again this time.” Bakura seemed a bit confused at the ‘again’ part, and Atem sighed. “You had stopped breathing for a little bit. A simple ‘thank you’ is in order, I believe.” “Tch. As if.” Bakura snorted. “It’s probably your fault that I…” Bakura suddenly trailed off, a funny look coming over his face. “Did you… did you kiss me?” He seemed angry and shocked by this, tasting something strange yet familiar on his lips. Atem tried to seem calm as he got up casually, brushing the sand off of himself. “Me? Of course not. However, as I told you before, you had stopped breathing. I had to get air into you some how, didn’t I?” Bakura didn’t say anything more, quickly getting to his feet, still wobbly, and bolting away. Atem swore softly, wondering what he had done wrong. Bakura couldn’t know about the kiss, right? Besides, even if Bakura did know about it, he would also have to know that he had been the one to kiss back. If not, Atem would be more than happy to tell him. He silently wondered how Bakura would react to something like that…
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 3:32 pm
"Well...it wont hurt to ask for forgiveness and whatever other greatly forse there is will mabye listen" kira said.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 3:35 pm
Ryou didn't want to admit to Kira that he was pretty much sure that there was no such thing as a 'greater force'. There was no way there could be any kind of caring god that would have let everything that had ever happened to him happen to him. Instead he kissed Kira lightly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 3:39 pm
Bakura had gone down to the underground temple and was leaning against a pillar when Atem found him. Bakura opened an eye slowly, looking only when Atem had approached. He sighed softly, turning away from the pharaoh. “I’m not homosexual. And I don’t even like you. So just leave me alone, would you?”
Atem blinked a few times, trying to feign confusion. “What are you talking about? I told you before, I—” Bakura cut him off before he could try to think of some excuse, luckily. Getting up, Bakura backed Atem up against a wall, his arms blocking Atem from leaving on either side. His eyes were burning with fury as he glared directly into the pharaoh’s violet orbs. Bakura seemed to be searching his face intently for anything. “I saw that look in your eyes back there. I see it now. Hell, I had seen it before, when you had…” Bakura clenched his jaw, closing his eyes and turning his head to the side. “…when you had forced me to submit to you. I’m not an idiot, pharaoh, even after one of my ‘fits’.” He took this time to press his body up against the pharaoh, hearing the other inhale sharply, his body trembling slightly in desire to get closer. Bakura’s own heart was pounding painfully, and he had to fight down nausea as he leaned forward to whisper in Atem’s ear as seductively as he could, “I know you want me… And that’s why I’m telling you that firstly, I’m not gay. And secondly, I hate you. So just chase any thoughts of you having me out of your head.” Bakura pushed himself away from Atem, shaking with fury, quickly striding away. Atem was left standing there, feeling even more aroused than before, craving the warmth of Bakura’s body against his own. He gaped after Bakura, who was leaving the temple. “You ******** TEASE!” He screamed after the thief, knowing that now, no matter what, he would have Bakura. Even if he was willing or not.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 3:42 pm
((ha that was funny...))
Kira smiled and gently kissed ryou back "If not were screwed arnt we?" kira said.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 3:47 pm
Not breathing, not breathing, of ********, what was he supposed to do? The pharaoh panicked, and while it might have seemed longer for him, only a few moments passed as his future self spoke to him.
«Why would you want to do anything?» The spirit asked. «I don’t mean to sound evil, but just let him die. He has done nothing but cause both you and I grief! At least now it won’t be your fault if he dies. This is good!»
«What? I can’t do that!» The pharaoh exclaimed, kneeling on the ground next to Bakura. Placing his fingers lightly near his mouth and nose, it was confirmed that the thief wasn’t breathing. «Quick! You need to tell me what to do!» The other him was from the future, right? He had to know something that could be done!
«I still don’t see why…» The yami grumbled, and then sighed. «Fine, whatever.» He then proceeded to instruct the pharaoh on how to do CPR. Soon he had both hands on Bakura’s chest, thrusting down with all his weight. «Okay, now try some mouth-to-mouth.» Atem said, grinning a little mentally, knowing how upset Bakura would be if he woke up to find that.
The pharaoh was a little confused as to what that meant, so the modern spirit had to describe it to his past self. The pharaoh did as Atem described, enjoying it a little, and eventually Bakura started coughing, gasping as he became conscious again. At the other Atem’s instructions, the pharaoh grabbed Bakura’s shoulders and rolled him onto his side in case he suddenly had a seizure again. Bakura growled slightly, swatting Atem away. “L-leave off, ph-pharaoh…” He slurred, squinting up in an attempt to glare at the pharaoh. His vision weaved in and out of focus and he groaned slightly, his head thumping backwards against the sand. Even as he was slipping out of consciousness again, he felt hands cup his face, and he tried to push Atem away once more. Atem watched as Bakura wriggled around a little bit longer, then relaxed abruptly, his eyes closing and his head rolling to the side. Atem shook Bakura, to make sure he was unconscious, and sighed when he found that the thief was. He patted Bakura’s cheek lightly, and then traced the scar on one side softly, watching in amusement as Bakura twitched at the tickling touch.
«What on earth are you doing?!» Came a voice from the pharaoh’s head. Atem didn’t like the emotions coming from his past self. He knew that the pharaoh had had some feelings of lust towards Bakura before, but hadn’t that been taken care of by now? He should be over it!
«Hmm… You can almost believe he’s an actual human when he sleeps…» The pharaoh said softly, admiring Bakura’s pretty hair, then quickly changed the subject. «If he starts having another fit, what should I do?»
Atem paused as he tried to remember the kinds of things Yugi had learned in school and whatnot, but also wondering if he should let his past self get away with avoiding the subject. «Well… you should roll him on one side, so he doesn’t choke again or anything. Make sure you don’t put anything in his mouth or try to pin him down. Oh, and put something soft under his head.»
The pharaoh moved around, so that he was now the one leaning up against the way, still sitting down. Gently he put Bakura’s head in his lap, in case of another seizure. He could feel the other him panicking, wanting to know what the hell he was doing. «I… I can’t help it.» The pharaoh admitted in a faint voice, hesitating a long moment, brushing some sand from Bakura’s face. «I… l-love him…»
This practically made Atem explode, in rage or surprise. «WHAT?!?!! You can’t be serious! This… this is DISGUSTING!» He ranted about how disgusting the pharaoh was, how he couldn’t believe it, how wrong it was, whatnot. «And besides, he doesn’t love you back, doesn’t even LIKE you, and NEVER WILL! He’s engaged to be a married to a woman, has a baby on the way, hates your guts. Oh, and there’s also that little thing where you’ve raped him, poisoned him, lied to him so often I couldn’t keep track anymore, nearly killed both him and Rei on many occasions, your family is the cause of his entire village’s slaughter…Need I go on?»
The pharaoh sighed, just looking down at the unconscious Bakura. «I know that. I know he’s never going to feel anything like that towards me, but… Hell, I can’t choose who I lo…» He seemed to have trouble saying ‘love.’ He had to cough, looking off to the side. «But this also means… that since he won’t ever lo… feel the same way back, it shouldn’t matter what I do, right? He’ll hate me either way. No matter if it’s rape or if he’s as willing as I am. All I’d have to do is get both him and Rei to the palace, threaten her again, and—»
«What are you talking about?! I don’t want to hear your pervy thoughts on Bakura!» Atem spoke the name with disgust, even more than before, now knowing what his past self thought of Bakura’s past self. «And if you don’t care about hurting him or not like that, it isn’t LOVE! It’s only LUST! And there’s no way in hell I’m going to let that happen, you hear me?!» He was utterly furious with his past self for this. But, no matter how he wished things were different, he could tell through their link that the pharaoh, indeed, loved Bakura. It wasn’t only lust.
The pharaoh chose to ignore the annoying voice, and tilted Bakura’s face up at an awkward angle, kissing Bakura’s slightly parted lips gently. It was just an innocent peck, no matter how much Atem would have liked to take it farther. He had to restrain himself to keep it a simple kiss. The other him grumbled about how disgusting this was and retreated into his soul room. Atem was about to pull away when he felt a small motion from Bakura. What the…? Bakura was actually responding! He was unconsciously kissing him back! Little shivers of joy and arousal ran through Atem as he enjoyed this, but quickly pulled away. He blinked, breathing a little heavily, looking at Bakura, who was still unconscious. Shortly after the kiss, however, Bakura stirred, his eyes fluttering open as he gazed up hazily at the pharaoh. He was quiet for a little bit, then his eyes focused and narrowed into his normal glare. “What the hell are you doing? Leave me alone.” He tried to get up, but his head spun dizzily and he fell back down, expecting a thump. Instead, he found out unpleasantly what he had been resting on; the pharaoh’s lap. He jolted up, scrambling to his feet and away from the pharaoh. He fell to the ground, however, too unstable to keep himself up. “What the hell?!” The pharaoh glared at Bakura, trying to hide everything he had just done. “Well, excuse me for trying to help you out! You just had a… a seizure all of a sudden, and I was just making sure you didn’t hurt yourself again this time.” Bakura seemed a bit confused at the ‘again’ part, and Atem sighed. “You had stopped breathing for a little bit. A simple ‘thank you’ is in order, I believe.” “Tch. As if.” Bakura snorted. “It’s probably your fault that I…” Bakura suddenly trailed off, a funny look coming over his face. “Did you… did you kiss me?” He seemed angry and shocked by this, tasting something strange yet familiar on his lips. Atem tried to seem calm as he got up casually, brushing the sand off of himself. “Me? Of course not. However, as I told you before, you had stopped breathing. I had to get air into you some how, didn’t I?” Bakura didn’t say anything more, quickly getting to his feet, still wobbly, and bolting away. Atem swore softly, wondering what he had done wrong. Bakura couldn’t know about the kiss, right? Besides, even if Bakura did know about it, he would also have to know that he had been the one to kiss back. If not, Atem would be more than happy to tell him. He silently wondered how Bakura would react to something like that…
Bakura had gone down to the underground temple and was leaning against a pillar when Atem found him. Bakura opened an eye slowly, looking only when Atem had approached. He sighed softly, turning away from the pharaoh. “I’m not homosexual. And I don’t even like you. So just leave me alone, would you?”
Atem blinked a few times, trying to feign confusion. “What are you talking about? I told you before, I—” Bakura cut him off before he could try to think of some excuse, luckily. Getting up, Bakura backed Atem up against a wall, his arms blocking Atem from leaving on either side. His eyes were burning with fury as he glared directly into the pharaoh’s violet orbs. Bakura seemed to be searching his face intently for anything. “I saw that look in your eyes back there. I see it now. Hell, I had seen it before, when you had…” Bakura clenched his jaw, closing his eyes and turning his head to the side. “…when you had forced me to submit to you. I’m not an idiot, pharaoh, even after one of my ‘fits’.” He took this time to press his body up against the pharaoh, hearing the other inhale sharply, his body trembling slightly in desire to get closer. Bakura’s own heart was pounding painfully, and he had to fight down nausea as he leaned forward to whisper in Atem’s ear as seductively as he could, “I know you want me… And that’s why I’m telling you that firstly, I’m not gay. And secondly, I hate you. So just chase any thoughts of you having me out of your head.” Bakura pushed himself away from Atem, shaking with fury, quickly striding away. Atem was left standing there, feeling even more aroused than before, craving the warmth of Bakura’s body against his own. He gaped after Bakura, who was leaving the temple. “You ******** TEASE!” He screamed after the thief, knowing that now, no matter what, he would have Bakura. Even if he was willing or not.
[And that is how long it would have been if I had posted it all at once.] "I think we'd do pretty fine alone. At least, I would."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 3:50 pm
"yea..." kira said sighing.
((wow))
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