|Falling From Grace
Author: ladygodess PM
Ryou's an angel an abused angel, he ends up in the most unlikely of places. But he has help from the most unlikely group of people. Yaoi BR MM YY SJ AH a better summary inside. CompleteRated: Fiction M - English - Supernatural/Romance - Yami Bakura & R. Bakura - Chapters: 35 - Words: 110,036 - Reviews: 247 - Favs: 100 - Follows: 18 - Updated: 04-25-06 - Published: 08-28-05 - Status: Complete - id: 2555286
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Falling From Grace
Ladygodess: Hey everyone I came up with this story while I was writing The House of Motou. I scraped it because I didn't think it was good enough to be put up. But I like these type of stories, so I deicide to rewrite it and post it up, and let you guys make up your own minds.
Summary: Yes it's another Ryou story, no surprise there right? I suck at summaries. Okay, Ryou is an angel, a badly abused angel. An incident happens and he ends up in the last place he thought he would. Plus something happens to him on the way, he meets the most unlikely of people to help him out, but a few of them have a secret of their own, wonder what it is and who they are read to find out.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yugioh!
The characters in the story are: Bakura-Ryou, Yugi-Yami, Marik-Malik, Seto-Jou and Anzu-Honda just so you know. But Anzu and Honda may get a little miss treated, why because I don't like them that's why, and they make good baddies.
Warnings: rated R and Yaoi if you don't know then you haven't been reading on this site, and you should find out before you read this story. And Rape is in this chap, and beatings not much or to heavy just so you get the point.
CHAP 1: Just Like Hell
As Ryou stood in a large hall surrounded by every high councilman in heaven. The stands were full to the brim of angels all looking at him, there were three levels like the coliseum of Rome. He stood at the very bottom, to say he was nervous would be an understatement.
Every angel had to come here and talk with the council of heaven, but to Ryou it was more like hell, his own personal hell, he would so mush like to throw himself into the pits that would end his life.
"So you have become the angel of love you have completed your training congratulations young one" a voice boomed through out the great hall, and the owner of that voice was the reason for the way he felt.
Ryou bit his lip to keep the tears from falling, no one would believe him anyway. Ryou couldn't see him, but he still looked up to where the voice was coming from.
"Thank you?" Ryou said, the words where like poison to him for even speaking them to this man, he never had to raise his voice to them. They seem to hear him just fine, but then his voice seemed to carry, the hall made his voice seem much bigger and louder.
"Yes I know how hard you have been working," it boomed again. Ryou couldn't help but think that the councilman was enjoying this, which in fact he probably was, he liked to see Ryou under pressure, or scream in pain.
Ryou sighed in frustration, he wanted to leave and never come back. But where would he go he had no one to talk to, in this hell he let go of his lip and bit his tongue the coppery taste filled his mouth.
Yes heaven was hell that's what it was, as beautiful as the place was. The glass crystal paths and homes, the blue sky with the warm wind and white clouds, blue lakes, the green forests, hell all of it.
He was on his own they all have there own living quarters, the high councilman had come over one night. Pushed his way in and forced Ryou into an act that made him a fallen one. He had begged the man to stop, all he got was a beating, never on the face just the body, as his innocence was taken. To make things worse he had to see him every day, and every night he would come, and repeat the act all over again Ryou had forgotten when it started. Duke Devlin Ryou's best friend had come over just at the right time one night and saved him from the man for only one night, but he got it the next night worse than any other.
If he had told anyone, anyone at all they would laugh at him. The high councilman would get away with it. "Good go, you are free to go" the voice commanded.
Ryou bowed his head, 'stick it, you basted'he thought as he walked out of the hall. Angels normally didn't curse it was a sin but what Ryou had to put up with that one little word gave him a little satisfaction in defiance. He stood at the gates and looked down to where he knew the demons were. No the pearly gates of heaven were not where you walked through to get into heaven. Oh no, they were the gates that took you to the under world.
"Ryou!" a voice that Ryou knew all to well. He turned around to see his friend Duke, green eyes, black hair that was tied up in the back, and had a headband on that held his bangs out of his eyes, and white flowing robes. "What are you doing here?" Duke asked with concern angels never come here ever.
"I was just getting some fresh air" Ryou smiled his soft brown eyes shining as the wind blew his white bangs over his eyes, his hair came down in soft waves and ended between his shoulder blades.
"You are here to often for my liking that is the way to you know where," Duke said as he hugged Ryou.
Unknowing to them they were being watched, "I know, but it's the only place I can think with out interruption" Ryou gave him a smile to show that he was happy being here.
"I know you do, but I have to go, to the light realm, and won't be back until tomorrow," he sighed heavily, he knew their was something up with Ryou but he wasn't sure what. Ryou had to hold the tears at bay, Duke was the one person that Ryou felt comfortable with. He would seek comfort from him unknowingly, and in a way Duke knew so Ryou thought.
"Well then take care." Ryou gave him a smile, Duke nodded his head and gave him a sad smile he stepped back a bit and flew off. Ryou went to go home he didn't want to but he had to.
"You should be at home now," a voice boomed, that made Ryou shiver in a bad way, and he felt sick.
"I'm not going, but I don't have a choice in the matter, right?" Ryou said dryly as his tears broke free from his eyes.
"Just think if you were more obedient it would be a lot easier on you" he walked up to Ryou and took a piece of his hair in his hand and smelt it.
"I would rather be in the under world than obey you, and let you touch me at your own free will, you swine" Ryou pulled away from him in disgust. He growled and grabbed Ryou holding a dagger at his throat.
"You will do as I say, if you don't I will send you down there myself," he sneered in Ryou's ear, Ryou was shaking with fear he knew what was to come.
"I'd like to see how you would get out of that one?" Ryou cried out, angels could be killed, they just return to Earth as babies and live out life until they die again, but they could be killed by demons and would be trapped their for ever it was like a death or limbo for angels.
"This whole thing about me being an angel, I'm not you see I'm but a demon in disguise" he laughed, as he snapped Ryou's wing braking it in half and ripping out a few feathers and cut a piece of his hair. Ryou screamed out in pain, as the high councilman ripped some of his clothes and cutting him in a few places.
He then run the blade across his neck, Ryou grabbed at his throat with both hands coughing as the blood ran through his fingers. "Just a little bit of evidence" he smirked as he held up the feathers, hair and cloth covered in blood. He put them in his pocket and pulled off his robes.
"Why are you doing this?" Ryou sobbed, holding his throat with his hands, it wasn't deep enough to kill him, yet but he was losing blood. He was grabbed and thrown on the ground, the man climbed on top of him cutting the rest of Ryou's clothes off.
"Just a final good bye" he pinned Ryou wrists above his head using the free hand and entered him in one swift move, Ryou screamed out in pain but a hand covered his mouth. The man pounded into him as Ryou sobbed, 'how could no one know that a demon walked among them' he thought. The pain was too much, but he knew that his begging would only fall on deaf ears. "All this for the day we take over every angel will feel the same pain when we enslave them, but you won't be around to see that" he licked the blood that ran from Ryou's neck.
Ryou bit him on the ear, he man growled and slapped him hard across the face, leaving a bruise in it's wake, Ryou even dug his nails into his back it didn't matter how many times he would do this to him it always hurt, the man grunted his release and he fell on Ryou crushing him with his weight. When his breathing was even he got up and pulled his clothes back on. He walked over to Ryou and kicked him a few times, in the ribs every kick landed Ryou near the edge he cried out every time a blow came.
Ryou staggered to get back up, but he was pulled up to his feet by the back of the neck and hair. "You are just to risky to have around now that you know, and I'm bored of you, your sobbing and crying, you can be replaced, that Duke boy should do nicely, but you die now" Ryou kicked him where no man should be kick, Ryou staggered back a bit his heels just at the very edge of heaven, he lunged at Ryou with the dagger.
Ryou closed his eyes and his wings unfolded, they were white with silver tips, but now his wings were covered in blood, it dripped off them and his body, the crimson blood ran on to the white ground.
He leant back and fell like a jumper about to end it all. He loved to free-fall but he wasn't doing this for fun he was saving himself, what was left of him anyway. He would go to the fields, and fly so high that no one else would dare go, and then he would stop and fall back to the ground. As he had gone through to the Earths atmosphere he tried to flap his wings to fly or glided, but he couldn't he cried out as he kept falling.
He closed his eyes as his small bloody frame naked and bruised, glowed a soft yellow as a pair of white pants and a white long sleeve top that over lapped his pants, coved him up again, but as soon as they clung to his body they were crimson. He used to much energy and to top it off he was in a storm, rain was so thick and he couldn't see very well, his eyes widened as something noisy with a few lights was coming at him. They were going to hit head on, Ryou screamed as he used his arms to shield himself as he hit it full on.
He even saw the men inside the thing, hitting his head hard, he rolled off the windscreen and down it's side violently, hitting the wing his feet just off to the side of the large engine. He tried to grip for something to lift himself up, but he was slipping down, the air sucked him down he screamed eyes widening as he was pulled in his scream was over run with the roar of the two engines.
He was sucked in between them hitting his head on the edge of it. That was it for him. Every thing went black as he plummeted to the Earth unconscious.
Bakura walked into an apartment, he more like staggered in. He slumped on the chair, a smirk on his lips, he had been out and gotten into a few fights on the way home. He got up he and walked in to the bathroom, and looked in the mirror, "Things will look better in the morning" he mumbled as he looked at his blood lip. He left the bathroom the storm had brought him home, well to Marik's home anyway. He was most likely asleep now.
The lightning lit up the dark hall, when a loud smashing sound like glass and wood, it shook the whole apartment. Bakura's eyes widened as he grabbed onto the wall so he wouldn't fall and ran to where the noise had come from, which happened to be his room.
Before he entered he looked down the hallway to see if Marik had come out yet, "typical I knew he could sleep through anything" Bakura shook his head. He kicked down the door, taking on a fighting stance, he gasped as he looked at the bed, and feathers fell here and there. "What the hell is that?" he yelled in total shock. On the bed was a thing covered in blood an arm over its face as if it was covering it, its wings fell over the edge of the bed and onto the floor, and its other limbs sprawled out.
Its breathing was ragged as his chest heaved up and down as if to suck in the needed air that its body wasn't getting. Bakura walked over with caution, picking up his baseball bat and poked the thing with it "hey wake up" he poked it again, nothing happened.
Bakura was at a loss on what to do, he looked up at the broken roof. It had fallen right through the skylight, on closer look blood dripped from the jagged bits of glass, he raised an eyebrow as he looked at the bloody thing on his bed. As he had a closer look he noticed that it was actually a young boy with what looks to be wings "What happened to you?" he rubbed the back of his neck, the rain fell through making everything wet in the room.
He had to do something the thing was bleeding badly, and would probably die by morning if he just left it. He would have to get rid of the body and then it would most likely be found and stuck in a lab. He shook his head he wasn't going to let that happen, even if the thing was half dead anyway.
He ran out of the room and down the hall, he threw open the door. "Marik get your ass out of bed," Bakura said as he jumped up and down on it.
"Kura, we're sleeping" Malik cracked open a light lavender eye.
"You have to help, there something on my bed" he stopped jumping on the bed.
"Look if you brought home a girl and she wont leave that's not my problem" Marik growled and threw a pillow at him.
"No it's a thing and its bleeding and dieing I think I need your help to fix it up" Bakura then started to jump up and down again.
"FINE!" Marik yelled as he threw the blankets off and got up, he walked out of the room with Malik and Bakura following. "If it will stop you from annoying me then I'll look" he said as he walked into the room as he turned his head to the bed he gasped and fell on the ground eyes wide and mouth agape. Malik had the same response with out the falling over part.
"It looks like an angel," Malik said as he walked in a bit more getting a better look at it.
"I don't think angels look like that," Marik said from the floor.
"It looks like he got into a fight and lost, but who would do that to it" Malik moved the arm off the things face, he gasped and stepped back, "Kura it looks like you" Malik looked at him.
"Don't be stupid" Bakura hit him upside the head, he looked at the face, "There are obvious differences," he pointed out.
"I don't think its going to live" Marik commanded.
"We should help it" Malik said as he rubbed his head looking around the room.
"Will you guys help me clean it up?" Bakura asked, they nodded their heads, "Malik can you fix up a bath" Bakura said as he helped a recovering Marik. Malik nodded his head and ran out of the room. Bakura and Marik walked over to the bed.
"How do we carry it?" Marik raised an eyebrow.
"Good question, you get the feet and I'll get the top half" Bakura commanded as he placed his hands under the body. They lifted him up and carried him to the bathroom.
"Okay, you hold on to him" Bakura said as Marik let go of his legs placing them on the floor and letting the thing lean against him. As Bakura cut away the clothes off the body, he gasped, as under the clothes was worse than the outside.
Bakura looked at Marik "I think it was," he stopped he didn't want to finish the sentence.
"It looks it" Marik said a bit sadly, feeling sorry for the thing, no thing deserved that kind of treatment.
"Lets get him cleaned up" they placed him in the water and it turned red instantly, Marik pulled the plug and ran another bath, they did this a few times, the water still turned pink, but he was cleaner than before. "Malik get him something to wear, and place some towels down on the floor in the lounge room" Bakura asked as he wrapped him up in a towel, and dried him the best they could.
Malik ran back into the room with a pair of boxers. Bakura and Marik carried him out into the said room and laid the boy on the laid out towels, Bakura laid a towel over his hips.
They worked on all his wounds, and bandaged them, some of them were already bleeding through. They put the boxers on him and laid him to sleep on the couch.
"He should be alright now, right?" Malik asked as he lent over the back of the couch.
"I hope so" Bakura sat down next to him, and brushed some hair out of his eyes. All they had to do now was play the waiting game.
To be continued
Ladygodess: I hope you liked it, there will be others in the next chapters to come. But that depends on my lovely reviewers if you want it to keep going.
So R&R and I'll post up the next one soon. (Smiles and waves)