Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Alone ❯ What's in a Name? ( Chapter 2 )

 

 

Alone

By Annie Nguyen

 

Chapter 3: What's in a Name?

 

.: Bakura's POV :.

 

…Just outside the “crush's” house…

 

I could feel myself sweat. It wasn't because of the sun- which happened to have disappeared behind a grey cloud, but because of my nerves. I was nervous… Yes I am. It even sounds funny to say. I, Bakura, am feeling…nervous… again. I leant against the tree and tried to stay calm, keeping watch of the house across the road.

“Hey tree…you think I'll do it this time?” I muttered nervously. Oh gawd… I was talking to the tree again. I sighed and started banging my head against the tree's trunk. Are you wondering why I'm so flustered? The reason happens to be at that very house across the road, sitting on a swing chair on the front porch. Usually I could just walk up to guys and strike up a conversation but for some reason, I couldn't do that with this guy.

He was just sitting there, pushing the swing gently with his feet as he read a book. Why couldn't I just go up to him? I actually know his routine every morning. He does what he does inside the house and every time at seven o'clock he'd come out to feed his black cat and sit on the swing engrossed in a book. Then I come by at around 7:10, 7:20 for today bearing in mind the visit to work.

I consider him very good looking even though being effeminate. He has this beautiful fair skin and these chocolate brown eyes that move right and left ( A/N: I'm taking in mind the fact that they are Japanese, and do read the traditional right to left- take manga as an example nn; ) across the page as he read. White grey hair cascading down his back, flashing lavender in the sunlight… Like mine strangely enough.

I shifted uneasily at my place behind the tree. I couldn't stop looking at him… he was so… I felt something flush my cheeks. He was beautiful… Like a tenshi…

I smiled a bit. It was my first thought when I initially saw him…

 

/ Flash Back /

 

Bakura ran after the little brat that had stolen his school bag. He was just about to pound the poor thing when he saw a young boy across the road, swinging gently back and fourth on a swing seat. Bakura almost fainted when he saw him, eyes wide and punches held in mid air. He even let the little kid run off with his life…and Bakura's bag.

Bakura couldn't stop looking at him; it was like as if he was looking at death…or an angel… It looked like his mother…

 

/ End Flash Back /

 

The smile was soon replaced with a slight frown. I know it might seem wrong a reason to like him so much but… he looks like my mother. He looks like me. It's strange. Maybe that's why I have such an obsession with him. I don't want to feel alone…

I quickly shook my head of the thought. Just because he looks like my dead mother, doesn't mean that I like him for it right? It has to be something else…

Sweating again, I took off my school jacket, gripping onto the fabric like as if it was going to give my hiding place away.

“Okay… come on Bakura. You can do this. You're ready; you're hot, you're on fire,” I growled at the comments made on myself, “Well…here goes.”

I stiffly walked out from the shade of the tree and started walking across the road towards my crush's house. My breathing became slightly heavier and I had to push myself to keep on walking. “Okie…almost there…”

The tall, open cream gates and lush front garden were about to come into contact with me before I noticed that his eyes had looked up from his reading- he was looking straight at me.

“Oh, kuso…” I muttered under my breath as my heart skipped a beat. Finally losing control, I smoothly turned away from the gates and continued walking on the foot path, quickening my pace and holding my breath all the while. `Please don't notice me…' I thought to myself. When I was sure that I was at least hidden away from contact- behind the tall trees of the next house, I exhaled, gasping for air.

“Oh Bakura… You did it again,” I mumbled, banging my head against another tree. It was the twenty fifth time that month that I had changed my direction at the very last second- but the first time that he'd noticed me. The first 4 days of my visit involved me just sitting there and admiring him before gaining the courage to walk up to his house…gates. I let out a sigh and started walking in the direction of school when I heard a voice call out.

“Um… Hello there! Mr. Person…Sir! Wait up a second please,”

I snapped frozen, eyes wide and teeth gritted. Whimpering, I turned around awkwardly to see who it was, regretting it instantly when I saw- it was him.

“Just run away Bakura…pretend you didn't see him,” I muttered through teeth, but my feet decided to betray me then and remained paralyzed. `Note to self: Replace feet…'

I stayed where I was as my crush slowed to a walk and stood right in front of me.

“Hello, are you from Domino High School?” He asked, tilting his head slightly to the left; his voice was soft and had a British accent to it.

“I, er…” I stammered, still overwhelmed over everything that had happened.

“You're wearing the school uniform are you not?” The boy contemplated, gesturing to the dark blue jacket gripped tightly in my arms, bag and pants.

“Oh, um… yeh, I am.” I stuttered though being disappointed that I sounded like a dunce in front of the guy I'd been thinking of non stop all month.

“I'm new around here- only just moved in a month ago from another area and I do believe that I am going to be studying at your school,” He said smiling and placing out a slender hand, “I'm Ryou, pleased to meet you.”

I couldn't believe it. It was actually happening right here and now. Ryou…his name was Ryou. Damn it, take his hand already.

“Hi,” I replied, taking his hand in my own finding that I had some composure left, “I'm Bakura. It's great to meet you, Ryou.”

“And I you, Bakura,” He smiled, our hands remained joined in an awkward shake, “I've noticed you walk around here a lot, but this is the first time I gained courage to meet you. Too shy if you know.” Ryou laughed slightly.

“Well, I er… lost my license a while back… crashed too many times,” I muttered slightly embarrassed.

“Well that makes two of us,” Ryou giggled and let go of my handshake, running it through his soft hair. His eyes were bright and- is that curiosity?

“Oh my…have you noticed that we look a lot alike?” Ryou inquired brightly; leaning in close to get a better look- his face was so close to my own… so close. I could feel a bulge come up in my pants as Ryou inspected me. His lips were slightly pink and full, slightly round yet oval face structure, long dark eye lashes and a cute small nose… and his eyes… they were so beautiful… and… I… I can't breathe properly…

“I- I- have! And if you don't mind, I'd rather not be inspected over, and so closely,” I replied flustered.

“Oh I am awfully sorry Bakura-sama,” Ryou said, stepping back apologetically and presenting a small bow, “Sumimasen. It's just that… it's so very strange and quaint.” He stood up again before continuing, a hand behind his slender back whilst another somewhere in his mane of hair, “The only difference that I can tell between us is that you are taller, more masculine and better looking than I.”

I could feel my pale cheeks tinge pink. Since when did I blush? Since Ryou came along and gave me a compliment that's when. He's so kawaii…

“Don't say that, it's not true. I can't get my hair the way I want it to look and damn you have nice hair and you're cute and all and-” My eyes widened slightly at what I just said. I was confessing my feelings to him already?

Ryou giggled, covering his mouth slightly with a hand, “Thank you Bakura-sama! But I like your hair; you look good with your hair like that. If I tried my hair like that I'd probably look like a drowned rat.” Ryou giggled again before blinking and adding, “Not that rats are bad exactly…I was just using it as a-”

“It's ok Ryou, I know what you meant” I said, taking advantage of his confused state. Gawd he looks cute confused…

“I just don't like offending people is all,” Ryou replied sheepishly, looking down and ruffling his locks.

“It's fine. I better start getting to school now anyways,” I said, eyes widening when he gave me a small hug. Oh gawd…the bulge…

“You could take a ride with me in my parent's car if you like,” he offered, looking up at me from arms length.

Oh gawd…ride…

“I er… Gotta go! See you!” I said quickly, breaking the embrace and running off.

“Cheerio! I'll see you at school, Bakura-sama!” Ryou called back, giving a wave of his hand.

 

Oh gawd…school. How am I supposed to last through school when I really needed to take a care of an unsatisfied muscle down stairs? Well…maybe I could try the toilets before school starts. Argh! What am I thinking! What is with me these days? Ryou…So that was his name…

 

I ran off down across the lush suburb before slowing to a step and catching my breath, fingers still twisted in my jacket as I continued on my way to school. My hair was once again a mane of knots. What was wrong with me? Since when did I allow myself to be so easily aroused by a submissive? Since when did I blush? Since when did I run when scared? Since when have I ever been scared? I paused and looked down frowning slightly. Since when have I been scared? My head spun as I had images of the day my mother died. I could see her face still, hear her last words to me- all I could see was her. I don't even remember my own dad… Is that why I like him? Is that why I like Ryou? I looked up again and took a deep breath, making my away across the road. No…there has to be something else. Ryou… It was Ryou whom I liked…coincidence he looks like my mother.

 

Ryou… Ryou… That was his name…

 

 

 

Please Review! n.n;; I hope you guys liked it

Anyways, what do you think of Bakura's crush? I know that the hikari and yami pairing is kind of typical but oh wells. It's just that Ryou works with what I have installed for the fic… Not telling though -pokes her tongue out- xp
Still happy-happy as you can tell…Well, it's still the same day of Bakura's life so yeh oo;

I'm really worried that it is too happy and that I keep stressing about it. But I WILL update! nn;; Promise -crosses her heart-

 

It'll be similar in the next chapter where you'll be introduced to his school and lessons- sorry about the slowness uu;;; Besides, Bakura doesn't have time to be depressed or sad right now, he's got Ryou on his mind nn;;

If the chapters are too short then say so in a review. I just thought this was a good of a time to stop the story is all oo;

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Oh, I also have pictures of what Coppélia looks like. I have to scan them in first and color but yeh nn; Thanks everyone! n.n;;