My world..

lunarfox12:

"Hhh…Nn…" Ryou muttered. "I…I am nothing…I-I am your toy…I am not even worthy…T-To smell your breath..Or eat your food..M-My friends..Are not real…" The white haired boy teared as he spoke, looking at Bakura when he brought him up. His eyes streaming with warm, salty tears of his…

Poor Ryou had stayed on the bathroom floor during the entire night. The wound on his head had crusted over after a while and the bleeding did stop though a small puddle was left beside him, staining his once clean while hair. Once morning arrived Ryou slowly opened his eyes, blurred was his vision though after a minute or so it cleared up. “Nn…” The young boy muttered as he carefully sat up. Rubbing his face a little though tensed when he touched the crusted wound, cringing a little. It hurt horribly…But that was the least of his worries.

"Crap…I have school…I can’t stay or they’ll come looking for me and…He’ll hurt them…I..I don’t want that to happen…" He whispered. He had no choice…Even if this decision would end with him getting the shit beaten out of him..He had to. Carefully he got on his feet, stumbling a little as he moved towards the sink first, cleaning his hair out a little to get rid of the blood and cover his wound with a bandage. He soon approached the door and gripped the doorknob, twisting it slowly before opening it or what was left of it. He poked his head out, taking a quick glance to see if Bakura was up, once he came to a conclusion he tip toed out of the room.

His steps were slow yet quiet as he got to his room. The first thing he saw was his clock which told the time of seven AM. He didn’t have the time to waste, he would be late. Quickly he grabbed his uniform, tossing off his sleep clothes and dressing himself in his uniform. Slipping his shoes on as he headed for the couch in the living room, taking his bag out from behind it. He always had to hide it from Bakura or his assignments would smell of slobber or worse..His feet. The thought made him shiver..Ryou swallowed a bit as he headed for the front door, he skipped breakfast since it would make noise..He couldn’t afford it.

"Just a bit further…" He whispered as he unlocked the front door and slowly opened it, the door making a loud, high pitched creaking sound. Bullocks…Quickly, the young boy headed out the front door, closing it behind him. Something told him the morning was going to be hectic.

lunarfox12:

"Gh!" Escaped from the boy’s lips when he was thrown, beaten senseless for his rebuttal. He tried to speak but all that came out of his mouth were wheezes, his breathless lungs screaming for air as he tried to inhale. "H-Haah…" He managed as he tried to get up. His groin ached, his…

"Hhh…Nn…" Ryou muttered. "I…I am nothing…I-I am your toy…I am not even worthy…T-To smell your breath..Or eat your food..M-My friends..Are not real…" The white haired boy teared as he spoke, looking at Bakura when he brought him up. His eyes streaming with warm, salty tears of his misery..He was in pain..Miserable..

Once the foot came down on his head he hit the floor face first, a painful thud came from Ryou’s head when it made contact with the tiled floor. His body twitched a little as he laid there on the cold floor..A bit of blood dripping onto the floor, staining his white hair little by little..Seems the spirit made his point and it left Ryou in horrible shape..He was dazed while his vision blurred in and out..A weak breath escaped his lips as he slipped into unconsciousness. He was likely to remain like that till morning..

lunarfox12:

Ryou seemed absolutely terrified of the spirit. Pain even showed on his face when his neck was gripped, the tight grip practically choking him.and it was hard to breathe..The boy gripped Bakura’s arm with his hands trying to pry it off if him while his cheeks slowly flushed red…

"Gh!" Escaped from the boy’s lips when he was thrown, beaten senseless for his rebuttal. He tried to speak but all that came out of his mouth were wheezes, his breathless lungs screaming for air as he tried to inhale. "H-Haah…" He managed as he tried to get up. His groin ached, his body felt so tired and sore…Ryou was in agony.

"I….I-I’m..Guh…." He tried to speak again but words were escaping him. Slowly he struggled to his feet, wobbling. Bruises were beginning to form around his neck and wrist, his pale skin was easy to bruise and they showed quick on him. "I-I’m worthless….So very worthless…" He began. "Like the scum on the bottom of your boots…" Ryou continued in a bit of a soft tone of voice, slowly taking in deep breaths to try and keep his lungs full. Slowly he fell to his knees and placed his hands on the floor, trying to keep himself up while his vision blurred in and out.

lunarfox12:

He tensed from the spit in his face and the tight hold, a little wheeze escaping him. “T..That may be so…But…I…Am not…A thing!” He breathed and smacked Bakura hard in the face. Having taken enough tonight and managed to shove him out of his bed before climbing out himself. Running…

Ryou seemed absolutely terrified of the spirit. Pain even showed on his face when his neck was gripped, the tight grip practically choking him.and it was hard to breathe..The boy gripped Bakura’s arm with his hands trying to pry it off if him while his cheeks slowly flushed red from the lack of air.

His mouth opened only letting out a small gasp like sound. Saliva oozing down the sides of his lips as he tried to say a word, possibly to apologize for misbehaving but it was impossible. His eyes widened from the blow to his gut and he gasped…His lungs were empty of air..This was bad.

Ryou squirmed and kicked, clawing Bakura’s arm as he tried prying it off but slowly he gave in..His hands slowly falling to his sides and all he could do was stare at the spirit with half lidded eyes.

lunarfox12:

"…Oh joy…" He whispered to himself though tensed from the licking, blushing a little and squirming from the nuzzling. He smelled clean though, like a fancy type of soap and like flowers from the shampoo. He really didn’t like to be dirty. Though the idea of Bakura coming with him…

He tensed from the spit in his face and the tight hold, a little wheeze escaping him. “T..That may be so…But…I…Am not…A thing!” He breathed and smacked Bakura hard in the face. Having taken enough tonight and managed to shove him out of his bed before climbing out himself. Running out of the bedroom and slamming the bathroom door behind him. Quickly locking it and pressing his back against it to try and keep it shut.

The poor boy was pale..He huffed heavily as adrenaline practically pumped itself through his veins yet he realized..He was screwed..He would be going to school tomorrow beaten past the point of even being able to walk right. Yet…It felt good to strike back..Even if it was only this once.

lunarfox12:

Ryou couldn’t help but scrunch up his nose from the smell of the beer breath. His eyes barely open as he looked at the Spirit, nearly squeaking but covered his mouth with his hands to make sure that a peep didn’t escape him though cuddling? Wow, Bakura really was drunk if he wanted…

"…Oh joy…" He whispered to himself though tensed from the licking, blushing a little and squirming from the nuzzling. He smelled clean though, like a fancy type of soap and like flowers from the shampoo. He really didn’t like to be dirty. Though the idea of Bakura coming with him to class? He went pale from the thought, him with his friends, they were doomed if he came..

"Y..You can’t…" Ryou whispered as he stared at the ceiling, he had done what the spirit wanted..He had cooked for him, cleaned, done whatever he had wished even if it left him scarred..He couldn’t help but tear and shift onto his side, his back to Bakura as he curled up a bit. There was nothing he could do to change the spirit’s mind..Though he hoped when morning would come his drunk ramblings would have been forgotten.

lunarfox12:

Ryou wasted little to no time with running for the bathroom. Finally..A shower, mouthwash and more importantly soap..He closed the bathroom door behind him and took out his toothbrush, practically piling toothpaste ontop of the head and scrubbing the hell out of his teeth and…

Ryou couldn’t help but scrunch up his nose from the smell of the beer breath. His eyes barely open as he looked at the Spirit, nearly squeaking but covered his mouth with his hands to make sure that a peep didn’t escape him though cuddling? Wow, Bakura really was drunk if he wanted something to snuggle. It wasn’t often he did that.

He just stared at the spirit, his hands falling to his sides as he managed to relax though he watched the spirit to see if he meant what he said about not going to touch him.

lunarfox12:

Ryou rubbed his head a little, his hair was starting to hurt..He didn’t think that would be even possible. Though tensed from the wretched smell..It was unholy for him. Worse than the spirit’s breath by ten fold..But he just wanted to shower and hopefully scrub the awful taste…

Ryou wasted little to no time with running for the bathroom. Finally..A shower, mouthwash and more importantly soap..He closed the bathroom door behind him and took out his toothbrush, practically piling toothpaste ontop of the head and scrubbing the hell out of his teeth and tongue. Even gurgling mouthwash to the point of where his tongue was completely numb.

It was just disgusting..He coughed a little after spitting into the sink and managed to breathe. Another night..His friends were safe even though his own well being was in turmoil. After having his shower and hurrying to his room in only a towel, he slipped on a large white shirt and some black pj bottoms. His hair was clean and so was his skin, he smelled fresh..Having gotten rid of the Spirit’s spit from his face though he had a pretty bad burn from the soup spilling but what else was new for him?..

Without a single care left for tonight he fell back onto his bed with a whump, his eyes focused on the ceiling and he breathed..His friends were safe for another night and he was free to rest.

lunarfox12:

Ryou twitched from the sudden impact and winced a little before managing to speak .”T…They smell..Like gift’s from God…” He whimpered before sticking his tongue out and pressing it to the other boot. Slowly he licked it clean, hoping not to miss a spot so the pain would end..He…

Ryou rubbed his head a little, his hair was starting to hurt..He didn’t think that would be even possible. Though tensed from the wretched smell..It was unholy for him. Worse than the spirit’s breath by ten fold..But he just wanted to shower and hopefully scrub the awful taste out of his mouth when it was over. Though the smell..It was just horrible..He wanted to cover his face with his hands to shield his nose and save what sense of smell he had left but he fought the urge.

"O-Okay…" He whispered and managed to kneel down to Bakura’s feet, his eyes teared from the smell. They were like onions..Making him cry from the putrid odor but he toughed it out, kissing one foot with his eyes half lidded and moving to the next one without a complaint. No matter how bad the smell made him want to cry he didn’t complain. He just wanted to rest..

lunarfox12:

The boy cringed from the sudden pull and winced as he felt the spirit’s boot press down on the top of his head. Keeping him down to the floor while the other boot resided under his nose. This was just horrible for the white haired boy but he had to abide or risk losing his…

Ryou twitched from the sudden impact and winced a little before managing to speak .”T…They smell..Like gift’s from God…” He whimpered before sticking his tongue out and pressing it to the other boot. Slowly he licked it clean, hoping not to miss a spot so the pain would end..He wanted to throw up but kept his food down as he took another round of this torture..Coughing a little before going back to licking.

He didn’t wish to die..He didn’t want his friends to die..He was willing to take the punishment for them. To keep them safe from the spirit’s wrath..”Y..You own me…” He whispered as he kept licking, not even trying to put up a fight with it. He soon finished cleaning Bakura’s boot and trembled a little, his tongue still out as it burned with the horrid taste. He had hoped it was over so he could shower and just hide till the next day.