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Ryou stared down at Akane as she slept, peaceful and serene. Her features seemed so much less predatory when she was like this.
She really was very pretty.
He resisted staring for too long at the rise and fall of her chest, her rather loose tank-top giving him a clear view down her shirt. It also showed that Akane was made mostly of lean muscle and sharp edges. Despite this her skin looked soft.
As he stared, he became more and more aware that he was not the person looking down at her.
What was the Spirit of the Ring thinking?
Without explaining himself, the Spirit fled from control, leaving Ryou standing above her, contemplating how someone so small could be so tense.
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Those Who Mourn the Wicked [Ryou Bakura/Yami Bakura x OC]
FanfictionMeet Akane Shinda, a girl who's pretty much convinced Nietzsche had the right idea. She comes from a long line of museum and archeology folk her parents most notably working and meeting at the British Museum. She knows they also got married in the c...
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