Ka0012: YYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAA! IT FEELS GOOD TO BE BACK! WOO HOOOOOOO! YEAAAA! WWWWHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HUGE thanks to infamous, as well as the people that reviewed pretty recently. you guys actually reviewing made me wanna join back into fanfic again. also, thanks to all the reviewrs that reviewded and helped (whether your ealized it or not) with the continuation of this fic! (man i feel like pop star making a speech after recieving a grammy)
Yugi: She doesn't own me or my show.
Marik: hey, I guess me and some other people are in this story after all!
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(Bakura's POV)
Leaning against the brick wall, I gasped for breath as a shadowy figure stood close by.
"So, you're thinking that by leaving him all alone, with no one to watch over or protect him, he can be happy?"
"Shut up." I hissed. My legs were throbbing, my heart was pounding, I was still scared as crap. Marik just started chasing me around with a knife in hand, and when he finally caught up to me, he simply said that it was just a prank! He scared thehell outta me!
"You want to know what I think, tomb robber?"
"Actually, no."
He ignored me and kept on talking like the idiot he was.
"I think that Ryou would be a lot happier with you around. And so would you. I mean, think about me and Malik! I beat him all the time but he still feels depressed when I'm not around."
"How do you know?"
"I was just browsing through his mind one day while I was out."
"Hmm. . . . hey do you think I can move in with you for a while?"
"Hn. Huh? Oh, yea sure. For how long?"
"I don't know. Maybe for a couple of months?"
"Go ahead."
"You sure you hikari won't mind?"
"Heh heh heh. . . . don't worry about that. Even if he does mind, he'll get used to it." I saw a flicker in his eyes as he smirked. So, I wonder how Malik's been doing.
"You already know why I do it, but why do you beat Malik?"
He didn't reply, just smiled.
You know, sometimes I wonder if Marik's intention really was to kill Malik after all.
When we arrived, Marik slammed open the door and instantly demanded for beer.
"Welcome home"Malik replied sarcastically. I noticed that his eye was almost swollen shut from a huge bruise. What has Marik been doing to him?!
Marik's eyes narrowed. "Don't talk to me like that." He said. Finally, he gave a quick punch t his hikari's stomach, leaving poor Malik crawling on the floor, screaming, cursing in pain.
"Oh, and by the way, Bakura's going to be staying here for a while so get used to it. And get my damn beer already." He picked up Malik by his shirt collar and harshly shoved him in direction towards the fridge. He pulled out a bottle tossed it over to Marik and offered me something to drink. (which I declined)
"Okay, I guess I'll be showing you to your room, then. Follow." So I did.
I was led to a rather small, rather empty and bare room. There was a computer located on the floor by a wall, a bed right in the middle of the room with an alarm clock resting on top of it.
"Where's your stuff?" I heardhim say.
Hey, wait. . . . "Crap." I scrunched up my face in a way that made Malik giggle. I smiled but when he noticed I was looking at him again he quickly stopped and said sorry. Once again, what has Marik been doing to this kid?!
As Malik left the room, (avoiding my eyes I noticed) I gave one, quick and final glance around the room and followed him out. The room though, I noticed, looked as if it had been used. The bed was unmade, and the computer was turned on. Hey wait. . . . "Malik?"
"Yea?"
Ipointed to the two other doors in the hallway.
"What are those rooms?"
Hu nudged towards the room acros from me and said, "Marik's room. the other one's the bathroom."
I don't remember seeing any other room in the house. . . . Does that mean the room I'm staying in is. . . . ?
"So then where do you sleep?"
He shrugged.
"I guess on the couch, now."
I felt bad for him. I mean, I was moving in on his territory and he has to go along with it, or else. . . . well who knows what Marik will do to him. But still—
Only one thought echoed through my head:
'So this is where I'll be for the next few months. . . . '(Ryou's POV)
"Hey, Ryou are you okay?"
Hn? I quickly came back to earth as I focused on what was going on around me. Where was I anywyas? Oh yea. . . . I was at Yugi's house, with all my friends, thinking about. . . . Bakura. . . . again. . . . I want him back.
"Ryou? Helloooo Ryou. Ryou!"
I quickly focused ALL my attention to what was going on around me again and noticed that Yugi was looking at me in a strange way. Yami came over and asked what we were doing.
"um. . . . nothing. Just talking"
"Hey! You're back with us!" Yugi joked. Yami just gave a confused look.
"Hm. . . ."
"Oh no, he's doing it again. What's wrong, Ryou? You seem really. . . . 'spacey' today. Is something wrong?"
"No, no. it's just, I've been thinking about something. . . . er, some one, actually."
"who, Bakura?"
I nodded.
"Aw, don't worry Ryou, I'm sure he'll come back soon."
"I don't see what you see in him" Yami started. "Eh, he's probably off somewhere pissing off a cop right now. If you ask me, you're both a lot better off without each other. He probably left because he realized this or something. Actually, I'm hoping that he never comes back. He probably won't."
wait, he's not coming back?I started crying.
"Yami! Look what you did!"
Yami said something in his defense, but I couldn't hear what. I don't really care, either, because. . . . well, I want my yami back!
I know it's stupid, but I want Bakura to come back home! I miss him! I feel so sick and so lonely without him!
I noticed that I had gotten everyone's attention. They started forming around me, asking stuff like 'are you okay?' but I didn't care. I didn't care that they were all looking at me in a weird way, I didn't cry whether they were thinking weird thoughts about me, I just didn't care anymore. I just wanted him back.
I miss Bakura.
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Kao: and that's it! Stay tuned for chapter 4! (er, I think its chapt.4)
Joey: been a while since she signed on, hasn't it?
Kao: btw, I just got a sudden burst for writing yaoi. Should I turn this fic into a yaoi? Yes or no, Uncle Sam wants YOU to decide. Neer he doesn't. but I want you to decide for me!
Mokuba: what would the pairings be?
Kao: ionno. Oh! And I know that it's spelt Ryo, but I just like spelling it Ryou, so please don't correct me because I already know how its supposed to be spelled. Ok, until next time! Bye bye!
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