Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Concrete Angel (Based on the song by Martina MacBride) ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh, although it would be fun if I did ^_^

Mayik = Malik

Mawik= Marik

Concrete Angel

Part 2

By Yami Kitsune

Bakura was playing with Ryou in the living room when the doorbell rang. He set Ryou on the floor and went to answer it. It was Malik and Marik. Malik handed a bag to Bakura.

"Here is the stuff you wanted." Bakura nodded and took it.

"Good, he was starting to get fussy again." He said going back into the living room. Malik and Marik fallowed both thinking Bakura had finally lost his mind. Ryou was playing with some old toys Bakura had gotten out of the attack when they came into the living room. Ryou looked up and got a huge smile on his face when he saw Bakura.

"Batuwa!" He called in his cute baby voice. Bakura bent down and picked him up, Ryou giggled and threw his chibi arms around Bakura's neck. When he turned back to face Malik and Marik there eyes were wide and there mouths open. Ryou looked at them and laughed.

"Yeah I know they do look funny don't they?" Bakura said smiling at them.

"What-when-how?" Marik asked pointing at the baby.

"This is Ryou, last night, and I don't know." Bakura said answering all three of the questions. Malik smiled as his yami started to glare. Ryou looked at them and held more tightly to Bakura not sure what to do.

"Ryou this is Marik and Malik, they are not going to hurt you."

"M-Mawik?" Bakura smiled and nodded. He set Ryou down so that he could play with his toys; Marik was glaring at Bakura and could tell there was more to this then he was saying.

"Bakura can I talk to you?" Bakura nodded and he and Marik went into the kitchen, while Malik sat down on the floor next to Ryou and played with him.

Marik turned and glared at Bakura.

"Ok tell me what the hell is going on? That can't be Ryou; he's dead remember?"

"Look I don't know what happened but that is Ryou."

"Ok you said this happened last night?" Marik asked folding his arms.

"Yes, some time after I had a dream about him."

"What was the dream about?" Marik asked and watched Bakura go over and sit down at the table. Bakura told him about every thing that happened in the dream.

Malik sat on the floor in the living room playing with Ryou. It was a little hard to believe that this baby was his best friend, but he had seen a lot weirder things happen in his lifetime. Ok so he couldn't think of any thing off the top of his head but he knew there was something. He looked at the baby Ryou playing and giggling. Ok this _was_ the weirdest thing that has happened to him in his life.

"Ryou, I still can't believe it is you." Malik smiled. Ryou looked at him and blinked.

"Ma-Mayik?" Ryou tried to say but couldn't really get his name out right. Ryou yawned and crawled over laying his head on Malik's lap falling asleep. Malik smiled and picked him up bringing him into the kitchen.

Bakura looked up when Malik came in with baby Ryou. Malik handed the baby to Bakura who smiled and held him close. Baby Ryou snuggled up to Bakura and held his shirt with his little fist. Bakura blinked when he saw something on Ryou's arm.

"You still think this isn't Ryou? Look at this." Bakura said showing Marik Ryou's arm, blinked and looked closely; he saw what looked like a scare on the baby's arm. Right where Ryou's dad had run a knife up his arm when he was killed. Every one had seen the fresh cut when they went to see Ryou's body.

"Still think I'm crazy?" Bakura asked shifting Ryou in his arms a little bit. Marik shook his head.

"No. If I said that now then I would be saying I was going crazy as well, because I think you are right." Marik leaned back in his chair and looked at the sleeping baby Bakura held.

"So Ryou has been given a second chance?" Malik asked taking a seat next to his yami.

"Looks that way." Bakura smiled. "And this time his life will be perfect." Malik smiled, Bakura really felt bad that Ryou had died in the first place and he wasn't there to help him. And he felt even worse when he thought that his beatings helped kill his light.

"I can't wait to see the look on every one's face when we meat them this after noon for the pick nick." Malik smiled, and looked at Bakura. "I take it that you are going to join us this time. Now that you don't have a resin to be depressed any more."

Bakura shook his head. "Sure I will come. I need to get Ryou some new cloths before we go though."

"I think there might be some up in the attic, Ryou showed them to me one time and said that his mom had saved them for when he had kids of his own." Malik said and stood up. Bakura nodded and stood handing Ryou to Marik.

"You watch him while Malik shows me where the cloths are for him." Marik blinked and looked at the sleeping baby in his arms.

"Don't worry you don't have to do any thing, he is just sleeping so just hold him till we come back down. It is to dusty for him up there." Malik reassured his yami before he and Bakura disappeared out of the room and went up to the attic.

Bakura opened the door to the attic and looked around. It wasn't as dusty as he thought it was, but he still didn't want Ryou up here.

"Ok so where did you say these cloths were?" Bakura asked as Malik stepped in and looked around.

"Over here." He answered walking over to some old boxes and pulled one out blowing the little bit of dust off of it. Bakura walked over and took off the lid and smiled when he saw all kinds of old baby cloths.

"These are perfect!" He picked up a small black T-shirt with a dragon wrapped around it.