WARNING: NONCONSENSUAL RYOU X BAKURA! NCS! PSYCHOLOGICAL TORMENT AND NCS! This is how bad it was between Ryou and Bakura before their relations in my series. NONCONSENSUAL RYOU X BAKURA LAST PART OF CHAPPIE!

My Little Toy

Malik followed Isis off of the bus. He looked up at the sign reading 'Domino Station.' Malik looked around at a tall building with the letters "KC" written at the top. Skyscrapers dotted the city and Malik's jaw dropped.

"Sister, do you think the city is the best place for us?"

Isis gathered her brother close to her. "Malik, we have lived in isolation for far too long. We must try to fit into this new world." She gave her brother a smile. "I know we can make it. We have each other."

Malik sniffled. "I miss Odion. Why couldn't he come with us?"

"Odion wished to stay behind in the tomb of the pharaoh, Malik. He told me that it was not his time to leave."

"Is he ever going to come back to live with us?"

Isis kissed her brother's cheek. "He told me that when the time was right, he was going to come live with us. But, he said it may not be for a long time."

Malik looked down sadly. "I'm going to miss him."

//Aww…you're going to miss your precious Odion, little Malik? Don't worry, I'll be here to keep you company.// Malik's dark side said mockingly. //We're going to become really close.//

Malik cringed as Marik's voice resonated in his head. Isis took his hand and lead him through the streets of Domino.

Isis and Malik took a cab to the suburbs of Domino where they found a single house with a nice garden.

"Look at the garden!" Malik said excitedly. "The flowers! They look so beautiful!"

"That house is for sale. Do you like it, Malik?"

Malik nodded. Isis knocked on the door and offered the people their asking price and some more for them to move a little early.

Isis and Malik checked into a nearby hotel and checked their supply of funds. The money had came from the pharaoh's tomb. Isis regretted taking money from the pharaoh's tomb, but she and her brother needed to eat and a place to stay until their home would be ready.

Malik and Isis ordered out for dinner and relaxed. Malik closed his eyes and he suddenly felt dizzy.

***In Malik's Soulroom***

He opened his eyes and he found himself in a room with only a bed. He looked around and stood up.

The door creaked open and he gasped as his dark stood in the doorway.

"Why are you laying on this bed like a fucking bump on a log? Why isn't your scrawny ass out there looking for the Millennium Ring?"

Malik backed into the wall. "I…I'm tired….and I don't know anyone in this place."

Marik growled. "I don't give a shit if you are tired! Get your scrawny little Egyptian ass out of this bed or there will be hell to pay….literally!"

The yami approached the hikari slowly, growling. "You are sorely trying my patience, Malik Ramses Ishtar. Now, you go out and look for the Ring…or your back won't be the only part of your body carved into like a slab of meat."

***Outside***

Malik opened his eyes and saw his sister sitting by him with a confused look. "Sister, I have to go."

"Where are you going?"

"I…I have to go out for a walk. This world is so new, I want to check it out by myself."

Isis walked to her brother and hugged him. "Be careful, Malik. This is not the world we once knew."

Malik kissed her and ran out of the door with the Millennium Rod in his hand. He ran out of the hotel and walked around the neighborhood.

//The Millennium Ring has to be around here somewhere.//

/I don't know anything about it. I don't even know how to track down the items./

//Only the Millennium Ring can sense when other Millennium Items are closeby. I will find it! I've waited five thousand years to see him again. Not even the grave can separate us! I won't let it!//

Malik walked down the street and past a row of shops. He looked into one store.

"Hey, they sell cards here! Duel Monsters cards! They look like the carvings on the pharaoh's tomb!"

//We are not looking for cards! We are looking for the Millennium Ring!//

/I know, Marik. I'm sorry./

//You don't know the meaning of the word 'sorry' yet, hikari.//

Malik walked down the street further and saw "Domino High School."

"School! I forgot! I have to go to school! I guess I'll have to go there tomorrow to sign up for classes."

//What makes you think a school is going to help us find the Millennium Ring?//

/My sister wants to send me to school. I'll learn things. I have to get educated so I can make a better life for myself and Isis./

The dark laughed. //A better life? Your life will be spent serving my whims, hikari! Your life, pathetic as it is, is mine to control! And I'm never going to let anyone control what is mine.//

Malik shuddered. "Well, we may find the Ring here, Marik. You never know."

//You had better be right, Malik. If not, you will SERIOUSLY regret that you were ever born.//

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Ryou felt his head shoved into the couch cushions violently. His yami growled and snarled as he roughly tugged at the back of Ryou's jeans.

"Bakura! Stop! Please don't do this!"

Bakura's fingernails dug into Ryou's skin, making Ryou's skin burn with the sensation. "Quiet, my little bitch!"

Tears fell from Ryou's eyes as he felt himself almost being smothered by the couch. His arms tried to push himself off of the couch, but to no avail.

Bakura growled as the jeans around Ryou's hips refused to be pulled down.

Bakura grabbed Ryou's hair. "This is no good. I'll have to cut these off before we have our fun."

The yami pulled his hikari up and backhanded him, making him fall back on the floor.

The white-haired fiend immediately threw himself on his hikari.

Ryou grabbed Bakura's shirt and tried to push him off.

"My little toy is anxious, hmm? Because that is all you are to me, Ryou! You are a toy to be used for my pleasure!"

Ryou shook his head. "No, I'm not!"

Bakura backhanded Ryou roughly, making the boy's lip bleed. The yami leaned down and plunged his tongue into the other boy's mouth, tasting the precious red liquid.

Ryou felt hands explore around the button around his jeans as the yami grinded into him.

"Stop crying, you miserable little weakling!"

Bakura put his hand on Ryou's throat and finished his battle with the other boy's jeans. The hikari kicked his legs, trying to buck his yami off of him.

The yami's fingers dug into his windpipe. "You can't fight me, hikari! You are too weak! Too pathetic! Look at you cowering under my touch! You must have wanted this ever since I met you!"

Ryou's heart beat fiercely. He was too scared to move….and Bakura had convinced him long ago that he couldn't fight him back…that he was weak…and pathetic.

Bakura heard Ryou gag from the pressure on his throat. "Now, spread your legs like the whore you are, Ryou!"

Bakura fought his way between Ryou's legs again and pinned Ryou's wrists to the carpet.

Bakura slammed his weeping length past Ryou's protective ring of muscle.

Ryou's eyes widened as a fire burned between his legs.

Bakura growled in satisfaction. "It's been five thousand years since I had a virgin. I forgot how great it felt!"

Ryou's breathing rapidly increased as Bakura began slamming into his body without hesitation.

"You're such a good little whore, Ryou! You're mine! You belong to me, my dirty, naughty little boy!"

Red liquid soon began to seep onto the carpet.

"You bleed easy…," Bakura growled with his canines showing.

Ryou quaked with the undesirable sensations flooding his mind and his body.

Bakura looked down at Ryou's weeping manhood. "So, you are enjoying this, my little toy. I knew you would enjoy our playtime together. Now…I want you say what I want to hear. Apologize….for your very existence!"

Ryou shook his head as Bakura pounded into him harder.

"Say it!"

Ryou clenched his fists as his body was wracked with pain. "I can't…"

Bakura backhanded Ryou and clenched onto his wrist quickly. "Say it! Apologize to me for your existence! You are pathetic, Ryou! Pathetic and hardly useful! This is the only thing you are good for!"

Bakura slammed into Ryou and held still. "You better Ra-damned say it, Ryou, or I'm going to pound into you all fucking night!"

Ryou looked up into the brown eyes, defeated.

"I'm sorry I was born, Bakura."

Bakura released into Ryou's body violently, "Apology not accepted!"

Ryou arched his back and released onto his yami's stomach.

Bakura growled angrily. "You soiled me with your filth, you pathetic insect!"

"I'm sorry, Bakura!" Ryou pleaded.

The yami removed himself from his hikari's body. "I hope I have made it clear how truly pathetic you really are, Ryou. You're the most worthless piece of shit I have ever seen….and I have seen my share of worthless shits in my lifetime and my afterlife."

Ryou rolled onto his side, curling up into a protective ball. "You're right," Ryou sobbed. "I am worthless. I never should have been born. I'm no good to anybody."

Bakura smiled in appreciation. "That's right, Ryou. And you will continue to be no good to anyone! You are only useful to me until I find Ishtar. Then I will rid myself of you once and for all. Don't forget to clean your filth off of the floor. And you have school tomorrow, so get your ass cleaned up and into bed."

Bakura casually walked away, leaving Ryou sobbing and shaking on the floor.

Ryou closed his eyes and wept. "I'm no good to anyone….no good at all."