Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ I Care ❯ Scars ( Chapter 4 )

Emmy: I would like to dedicate this chapter to my best buds: Millie, Amira, Kara and Klancy! You guys are my inspiration of weirdness!

 

Raven: Everyone knows we don't own Yu-gi-oh and the Ring already but well I said it anyway.

 

Ryou: Fact: You can get a sun burn during the summer even if it is raining because the sun is still shining. Just because we can't see it doesn't mean it's not there!

 

Emmy: Just to let you know, I let Aly get to know Tea a little more and there are a few things I was uncertain of because I don't know much about Tea. So if anything seems a little weird sorry!

 

Scars

 

Sanura: Sir, you look troubled. What is it that plagues you mind?

 

Prince: It is none of your concern my lady.

 

Sanura: I sense an aura of sadness around you. Perhaps problems with the heart?

 

Prince: How did you know?

 

Sanura: I saw the way you looked at that girl over there. You are in love?

 

Prince: It doesn't matter weather I love her or not. I am to be married to another.

 

Sanura: I see your dilemma sir, torn between your duty and your heart.

 

Prince: You are wise stranger, what is your name?

 

Sanura: You may call me Sanura sir.

 

Prince: Well Lady Sanura. Do you have any advice for me?

 

Sanura: I cannot tell you what to do sir. You must make this choice on your own.

 

(Rhythmic Arab music begins to play. Think pipes, drums, tambourines, etc…)

 

Prince: But how? I-I love Chavi but I must marry Jamila for my country.

 

Sanura: Prince Zahur, you must look inside yourself for the answer. What does you heart say?

 

Prince: My heart has tended to get me into trouble on numerous occasions.

 

A flash of lightening made Aly flinch. The summer storm had been unexpected. Aly was reading through her script when the phone rang. She rolled off her bed and picked up the cordless.

 

“Hello?”

 

“Hey Aly! It's Tea!”

 

“Hey Tea, what's up?”

 

“I was wondering if you'd want to sleep over at my house tonight. My parents have already said its ok.”

 

Aly thought for a moment. She was supposed to talk to her friends online tonight.

 

“I would love to but I have to memorize my lines and I haven't done my homework yet,” she replied, putting just the right amount of regret into her voice. Sounding like you meant something was easy, looking it was hard. Aly was grateful they were on the phone.

 

“That's ok! I can help you with your lines and we can do our homework together!” Tea replied.

 

Aly thought again. She really wanted to talk to her friends but Aly hadn't socialized with another girl in a while. Normally the guys were around so she couldn't talk the way she had talked with her friends.

 

“Ok Tea let me ask my mom. Hold on a sec.” Aly cupped her hands to her mouth and shouted “Mom, can I go over to Tea's tonight?!”

 

“Ok but why don't you spend some time with us this weekend? You're always with your friends!” her mother called back.

 

“I like hanging out with my friends mom!” was Aly's annoyed reply. Why was her mother so clingy? Aly saw he parents enough everyday.

 

“Whatever,” her mom replied, a bit of disappointment in her voice. Aly picked up the phone again.

 

“My mom says it's ok Tea. When should I come over?”

 

“How about around 5:00?”

 

“Ok, should I bring anything?”

 

“Whatever you want.”

 

“Ok, see yeah later Tea.”

 

“Bye!”

 

Aly set the phone down and returned to her room. She had a series problem.

 

“Cookies…chocolate…ice cream…sugar!” she moaned. The urge to find sugar was driving her mad. She decided to watch T.V. to take her mind off of things.

 

“Today we're going to explore the history of chocolate!” the announcer said.

 

“No!” Aly cried turning the T.V. off and running out of the room. She ran back to her room and decided to check her e-mail.

 

Ding! You got mail!

 

Hello, Hello, Hello!

 

Aly

Uh…hi! It's me Millie! Actually it's all of us and we're over at Erica's. Guess what? I sang to a cow and it came to me!! We got your e-mail. Kara is telling me to ask you what his name is and to send a picture of him to her so she can add him to her wall of cute boys! Now she's glaring at me and Erica is holding her back. Anyway, what's up in JAPAN?!!!!! See this is my trademark, asking you what is up in Japan. (Besides the skyscrapers that is! HAHA) We won our basketball game Friday night!!! GO EMUS!!!!! WE ROCK HARD CORE!!!! I'm listening to Greenday. GREENDAY ROCKS!!! Erica has lost control of Kara so I must help her!

 

Hi Aly! It's Erica. Remember that cheery blossom tree outside the school? Well…they wanted to tear it down…so I chained myself to it and wouldn't let them! That tree has been there since my older brother went to school! It was so cool Aly and I wish you could have been there. Congratulation of your part in the play Aly, we all knew you'd get a good one! Here, Kara wants to talk.

 

Aly, send me a picture of this boy please? Like one of him in an Egyptian toga thing! Also, our little Erica forgot to mention something…she started! The last one to mature! We're all so `happy' for her! Well, talk to you later.

 

See yeah!

 

Good bye!

 

GREENDAY ROCKS LIKE…POP ROCKS!!! OH I LOVE THOSE LITTLE CANDIES!!!!!!

 

Aly giggled. Her crazy friends...

 

“Wait-POP ROCKS! NO!!! Where will the sugar madness end?!”

 

Suddenly Aly's computer screen went dark. In fact, her entire room went dark. She looked out her window and watched the small droplets of water beat at the glass. A violent bolt of lightening flashed thorough the sky, followed moments later by a roll of thunder that sounded throughout the town. She hoped it wouldn't rain all day.

 

“I could watch the weather channel to see-oh wait that needs electricity. I could listen to the radio-wait, that needs electricity too. I could-no that also needs electricity! Hmm…I could read a book!” Aly exclaimed then she frowned and sighed.

 

“With what, there's no light.” She crossed her arms and began to think.

 

“The treadmill needs electricity too…man this is boring…I wonder if Ryou got home ok last night. Also, what's with the injuries? He's quiet, shy, doesn't eat much, and always has some sort of injury. I wonder what's wrong with him. Is he depressed or something? Dose he have a bully? Maybe I'll ask him about that on Monday…Wait, I don't need a lamp to read! There are candles in the kitchen drawer!”

 

 

Ryou's P.O.V (thank god!)

 

Ryou jumped as another flash of lightening lit up the sky. He had been reading his book for the last couple hours but when the lightening had started he had lost he focus. It didn't matter that the power had gone out because for some reason Bakura had decided to push back the curtains on this dreary day so that natural light could illuminate the room slightly. Ryou also had the help of a small, scented candle he had placed beside him.

 

Bakura happened to be staring out the window at the raindrops. Ryou could tell by the distant look in his eyes that he was thinking, but not just thinking, plotting. Ryou tried his hardest to concentrate on the book before him but it was hard to read when he was scared out of his wits every ten seconds.

 

Lightening lit up the sky once again and Ryou jumped. Bakura looked over at him.

 

“This is the one hundred and sixtieth time you've jumped Ryou. What is your deal? It just lightening. It's stupid flashes of light!”

 

Ryou shrugged. “I guess…it make me nervous Bakura-sama,” he replied. Bakura turned his attention back to the rain.

 

“Why?” Bakura asked. Ryou raised his eyebrows. Why did Bakura care?

 

“Well…I'm not sure. I've always been afraid of it…It surprises me, it's unexpected. You never know when it's going to-.” The sky was suddenly illuminated by a bright flash. Ryou was so shocked he jumped right out of his chair. Bakura didn't even flinch.

 

“It's just light Ryou. You can't let fears control your life or you'll be weak forever!” Bakura cried, looking down at his light. Ryou stared at him. Where was this coming from?

 

Ryou looked out the window. “The brighter the lightening the louder the thunder,” he mumbled to himself. Sure enough a few moments later a loud roar echoed throughout the town.

 

Ryou tried hard to concentrate one his book but no matter what he couldn't help but be afraid of the lightening. This was very bad, for every time he jumped Bakura's blood pressure went up. Finally he turned to his light.

 

“Stop it!” he ordered. Ryou bit his lip.

 

“It's just light…it can't hurt me while I'm inside…it's ok…” Thunder sounded. “It's ok…I'm safe…I'm safe…”

 

Ryou twitched as the lightening blazed through the sky.

 

“I said STOP IT!” Bakura cried. He narrowed his eyes and glared at Ryou. Ryou shut his book and picked up his candle. He could read in his room where Bakura wouldn't be bothered.

 

He turned to leave but suddenly felt a firm hand grab his shoulder.

 

“Where do you think you're going?” Bakura asked, tightening his grip.

 

“I-I didn't w-want to-,” Ryou began but Bakura cut him off.

 

“Runing away?” Bakura spun Ryou around she that he was facing his yami. Ryou saw anger in Bakura's eyes.

 

“Let me tell you something Ryou. You can't run away from everything that scares you. You can't be a coward your whole life! This is why you are weak! This is why you are a bother! You are a worthless, sniveling, coward!” Bakura cried, shaking Ryou fiercely.

 

Ryou tried desperately to keep the candle from falling but Bakura's shaking had cause the candle to slip from his hands to the floor. Ryou watched with horror as the flame began to spread.

 

“LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!” Bakura cried grabbing Ryou's chin and pulling it up to his. Ryou stared into his yami's hateful brown eyes and wished he was somewhere else. Bakura was right, he was a coward.

 

Bakura finally broke his stare and pulled Ryou over to the window, pushing him up against the glass. Ryou watched the little raindrops slide down the glass and drip of the window sill. The clouds up above were dark gray and evil looking. Lightening flashed between the clouds and Ryou gave a small gasp.

 

“STOP IT!” Bakura screamed angrily. He threw Ryou across the room and out into the hall. Ryou rolled against the wall. Bakura turned to face the flames behind him. With a wave of his hand the flames were engulfed by a dark shadow before vanishing completely.

 

Ryou stood up and trembled with fear as his yami stomped towards him. Bakura gave him a powerful glare.

 

“You make me sick!” he hissed before grabbing Ryou's right arm and dragging him up the steps. He threw Ryou onto the bed without crossing the room. Bakura closed and locked the door, not even bothering to turn around.

 

Ryou sat up and waited for what might come next.

 

“Ryou, you have disobeyed me many times now. I'm starting to think you're not stupid, just forgetful. I think you've forgotten what real punishment is like.”

 

Ryou's eyes widened.

 

“Punishment is given to those who do something wrong. I punish you to teach you not to do these things again. Disobeying me is wrong, therefore you must be punished.”

 

Bakura turned around, a smirk on his face but a mixture of disappointment and anger in his eyes.

 

“Bakura-sama, I-I'm sorry! P-please-!” Bakura nodded his head and pulled a dagger out of his pocket. Ryou scooted back, despretly trying to find some means of escape. There were none.

 

“Idiot! You are a waste of human flesh! If you were better, stronger, braver, and smarter you wouldn't be in this mess! This is what you get for being so weak!”

 

Bakura ripped off his light's shirt and threw him face first into the bed. Ryou was too afraid to try and run. Bakura twirled the dagger in his hand and grinned evilly. Ryou shut his eyes tightly and prepared for the ordeal.

 

“This should teach you not to disobey me ever again,” he whispered.

 

Aly's P.O.V.

 

“Hi Aly!” Tea greeted. Aly stood at the doorstep of a small, white house.

 

“Hey Tea,” she replied as she stepped inside. The living room was rather plane looking. There was a couch, a fireplace, a rug, and a T.V. Aly had pictured lots of little nick-naks, like pictures, cushions, or other little things but the room seemed rather plane, and a bit small.

 

“Here, my room is this way,” Tea said, leading Aly out of the living room and into a hallway. There was one door to her left, one to her right and a kitchen in front of her.

 

“The bathrooms down there, this is my room,” Tea said, leading Aly down to the right door.

 

Aly blinked a few times after entering the room. It was much different then the plane living room she had just been in. The walls were pink and covered with pictures of Tea and her friends, Tea dancing, or peace and friendship signs. There was one window with pick curtains, a bed in the corner covered in stuffed animals and fluffy pillows, a dresser decorated with more pictures, some figurines and one dance trophy. There were also a few shelves filled with CDs, books, and more pictures. The floor was fluffy pink carpet.

 

“Nice room,” Aly commented. Tea beamed at her.

 

“You think?” she asked. Aly nodded.

 

“Cool! My parents aren't home at the moment, my dad works the night shift and my mom doesn't get off for a few hours. So we can do anything. What do you want to do first?” Tea asked excitedly. Aly shrugged.

 

“What do you want to do?”

 

“Well…we could do each others hair, make up, nails, bake cookies, watch T.V now that the powers back on, do home work, practice for your play, listen to music, dance, gossip, or just talk!” Aly blinked.

 

“Ok, then why don't we…bake cookies now and eat them while doing homework, then do our hair make up and all that, then talk, then watch a movie then sleep,” Aly replied. Inside she thought to herself:

 

“Cookies, yum! Gossiping and makeovers? I wonder…”

 

Tea smiled brightly as if to say:

 

“You can talk as fast as I can!”

 

The two set to it. They first fixed up a batch of chocolate chip cookies. Aly wasn't that good at baking so she relied on Tea for help.

 

“I bake cookies all the time for my friends!” Tea replied happily as Aly mixed the dough.

 

When the cookies were placed in the oven and the kitchen was cleaned up Aly and Tea looked through Aly's script. Tea was the voice of the prince.

 

Prince: My heart has tended to get me into trouble on numerous occasions.

 

Sanura: Try listening harder.

 

(Begins to sing)

 

Sanura: You are a prince of Egypt…rich, powerful and wise. That is how the priests describe you. A god in our eyes. So why have you come to me, seeking advice in your love? You'd get a better answer if asking the heavens above.

 

Prince: I am a Prince of Egypt, wise, strong and brave, but I know nothing of love, it's you I need today!

 

Sanura: Follow your heart! It will lead you to victory! Follow your heart! It sees the things your eyes can't see. You'll know what is right if you listen, to your heart!

 

(Others join in on the song and start to sing to `la' to the song. Sanura begins to dance with 5 other girls around a fire)

 

Sanura: Laa, la, la, la, la, la, la, laa, la, la, la, la, laa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, laaaa!

 

Prince: You tell me to follow my heart, it will lead the way, but I cannot figure out what it's trying to say.

 

Sanura: Feel the love in your soul like you feel this dance, and it will tell you all its secrets to romance.

 

Prince: I was told when I was young to listen to my head, to believe that facts that I have seen and read.

 

Sanura: Then how do you except to get anywhere when you listen to your mind? The heart is what feels romance. It will help you get what you need to find! It will help you throughout all of time!

 

Suddenly the timer went off in the kitchen.

 

The two rushed into the kitchen to claim their treasure.

 

“That song is cool! I bet you'll have a lot of fun singing it!” Tea exclaimed as they sat down on her bed. Aly nodded, her mouth was full of warm, sweet, chewy, chocolaty cookies.

 

They did homework as they snacked and then they moved on to the `makeover'.

 

“Here, I'll do you first!” Tea cried, running into the bathroom to get her supplies. Aly nodded but on the inside she wasn't that exited. She had never done makeovers with her other friends. Aly wasn't really into make up that much. Usually Kara told them what they looked best in and what was fashionable. Tea was saying something from the bathroom but Aly couldn't hear her. Aly sat on Tea's bed and leaned her back against the wall.

 

Aly sat up again. She felt something. Aly dug around the edge of the bed and pulled out a book that had been stuffed in-between the bed and the wall. It was labeled Diary. Aly's eyes widened. What secrets did Tea have written down?

 

“Maybe she wrote down who she has a crush on...” Aly thought. She instantly stuffed it into her bag. Tea would be back any second. Aly had no time to read it now.

 

Sure enough Tea bounded back into the room, her arms full of make up. The two spent the next 2 hours redoing each other's looks. In the end Aly actually liked what she saw in the mirror.

 

Aly's brown-blonde hair was straightened so that it framed her face. Her cheeks were paler, her lips were dark red, and her eye brows stood out more. Her nails had been painted blue and Tea had even lent Aly some jewelry and clothes. She wore a blue bracelet and matching necklace along with a bright blue tank top. Aly wasn't much of a fashion diva but she couldn't help but like the look.

 

When fixing Tea's look Aly had decided to make her look wilder. Tea had rose red lip stick, dark eye lashes, and her hair had red strips going through them. She wore a small red tank top with a tight leather jacket over it, and tight jeans. She also had an assortment of silver bracelets.

 

Each girl looked at themselves in the mirror, exchanged a glance and began to laugh.

 

“Tea, I'm home!” a weary voice called from the living room.

 

“Hi mom, how was work?” Tea asked.

 

“Hell!” her mother replied.

 

“There are cookies on the counter and left over pizza in the fridge!” Tea replied. “Now Aly you never told us much about your old life. Where did you come from? What do you like to do? Who were your old friends?”

 

Aly thought of what she might say and decided because Tea would probably end up being her only girl friend that she would have to tell her stuff. She and Tea would have to become good friends. So Aly began a long story of her life. She told of living in America and of her family and friends. The conversation ended with them playing “This or That?”

 

“Hmm…would you rather eat a piece of pizza that had been stepped on or eat a piece of pizza with chocolate pudding on it?” Tea asked.

 

“Stepped on,” Aly replied. “Would you rather…wear that outfit I dressed you up in to school or wear a big polka dot dress?”

 

“Your outfit.”

 

It was around 9:45 when the girls began to watch their movie. To Aly's delight Tea fell asleep around 10:12. She quietly pulled out the diary and opened it up.

 

The diary itself was pink and small with pick pages on the inside. Aly expected lots of little drawings and entries about girly stuff but to her surprise that was not what she found at all. The first entry was dated for the beginning of the year.

 

Dear Diary,

I hate this. I can't tell weather the guys really like me or not. I'm trying, I really am! I made Yugi cookies and he smiled at me. Oh how I wish he would smile at me again. He is as sweet as honey and so happy and friendly to everyone. I wonder what it would be like to kiss him…to feel his sweet lips.

 

Yami is like an older, manly version of Yugi. He is so strong and brave. I still don't know how I'm in love with him as well. He is powerful and I expect it would feel great to be in his embrace, to have him hold you tightly and not want anything bad to happen to you.

 

I will get my lovely boys some day. We'll live happily forever in a nice cozy house with a picket fence. We'll have children and grow old together. Yugi, Yami and I together forever!

 

Aly stared for a moment and re read the entire entry. Tea seemed obsessed! Aly skipped ahead to the most recent entries and stopped at the second to last.

 

Dear Diary,

I think my prayers have been answered. A new girl named Aly arrived at school today. I hope she'll be my friend! I'm really going to try hard at this! I can't mess this up! Maybe now it won't be me and the guys. I've talked to Serenity but she's younger and I don't see her much at school. It won't just be me and the guys. I'll have a girl friend to talk to! We'll gossip and share our deepest secrets! We'll be BFFs for life!! All I've got to do is make a super good impression on her! She'll join our group in no time and I'll draw the friendship circle on her hand and she'll never go away. We will be BFFs for life and everything will be perfectly happy forever!

 

Aly's eyes widened. Tea was beginning to scare her. She seemed to be obsessed with having friends. Aly had no idea why she should be lonely; she was part of a big group of teenagers! Aly read the last entry.

 

Dear Diary,

I will invite her to my house this weekend. We'll do the things best friends do. We'll gossip, laugh, dress up, share secrets, and have lots of fun!!!!!!!! I'll make sure Aly never wants to go away! Like Serenity she will stay forever and be part of the Friends Forever group! The more friends I get the more people will want to be my friend! I'll always have someone to laugh with me, be happy with me, play with me, talk with me and we'll all be happy! No stupid card games, no stupid people trying to take over the world, just all of my friends and me! I'll be the most loved girl in school and I'll never ever, ever have to be sad again!!!!!!!!

 

Aly shut the book quietly and slipped it back into its position carefully.

 

“Something tells me this will be a very long night…”

 

Ryou's P.O.V. (Back a few hours)

 

Ryou saw nothing but darkness from all sides. He felt around with his hands but there was nothing there.

 

“Hello?” he called. His voice echoed in the darkness. Ryou took a step forward but only found air. He quickly pulled back, escaping his fall.

 

Suddenly a spotlight beamed behind him. Ryou turned to see all his friends under it, laughing at something.

 

“Hey guys, I'm kinda stuck!” he called. His friends continued to laugh as they walked away.

 

“Guys! Over here!” Ryou called. This time one head turned around to see Ryou. It was Aly. She stared at him sadly.

 

“Aly, please help!” Ryou called. Aly took a step towards him but suddenly was engulfed by darkness. A scream ran out and evil laughter erupted behind Ryou. He spun around to see Bakura, his evils eyes glaring at Ryou.

 

“Nobody cares about you,” Bakura boomed, causing Ryou to bring his hands to his ears. It didn't help. Ryou still heard the echoes. Voice whispered in his ear.

 

“Worthless.” “Alone.” “Nobody…” the told him.

 

“Go away!” Ryou cried. He looked around for his friends but saw no one. Then suddenly there was a flash of light.

 

Ryou stood in his bedroom. For a moment he thought he was awake but then he noticed the boy on the bed. Ryou saw himself sitting on the bed, holding a package in his hands. The boy excitedly opened the package, his hands trembling. The boy broke the last barrier and the Millennium Ring slid onto young Ryou's lap.

 

“Wow!” the boy cried, slipping it around his neck and fingering the gold eye. He smiled and hugged the ripped paper. “Thanks dad,” he whispered.

 

There was another swoosh of light and he saw his younger self at school, getting picked on in class. He watched old memories of kids teased him about his hair or how weird he acted. He had been and still was a favorite of many bullies.

 

The young Ryou was now getting punched repeatedly by a stronger boy. It was Joren. Ryou was Joren's favorite person to bully. Ryou watched himself limp home and sit on the couch crying. The millennium ring was set on the table beside him.

 

“Are you ok Ryou?” a voice asked. The boy looked around. “Who's there?” he asked.

 

“Hello Ryou. I've been watching you for a long while now…” the boy looked around frightfully. “Where are you?” he asked.

 

“I'm right here Ryou.” The millennium ring began to glow gold. Young Ryou stared in wonder.

 

“Ryou, would you like to be my friend?” it asked. The older Ryou heard Bakura's calming, gentle voice and remembered that day.

 

“You want to be my friend?” Dream Ryou asked.

 

“Yes, you seem to need a friend. People pick on you and hurt you. If you'll be my friend Ryou I'll make sure that they won't tease you or bully you anymore.” Dream Ryou's eyes lit up with excitement.

 

“O-ok, I'll be your friend,” Ryou replied.

 

“Good. Now, all you need to do is put me on,” it said manipulatively. The dream Ryou picked up the glowing object with a trembling hand. He held it for a moment. The real Ryou remembered the uncertainty on weather to listen to the glowing necklace.

 

“What are you waiting for Ryou, put me on so I can be your friend.”

 

“Do you live in there?” Dream Ryou asked. “What do you look like?”

 

“Ryou…if you put me on you'll be able to see me,” it replied patiently.

 

Dream Ryou lifted the chain above his head and draped it around his neck. Suddenly the room was filled with light and Ryou heard screaming. He heard the cry of a child and the mad cackling of a villain. Then he was left in darkness…but he heard talking. Bakura's harsh voice was chanting.

 

Weak

 

Worthless

 

Coward

 

Idiot

 

 

Ryou was cold, oh so cold. He felt throbbing pain throughout his entire body.

 

“What's going on?” he asked himself. Ryou opened his eyes. He felt stiff, cold, wet, and horrible all at the same time.

 

It took Ryou a moment to realize he was soaked because he was lying down outside. He turned his head to look around but it sent a jolt of pain through his body so he did not move. The smell of wet grass filled his nostrils, and the soggy mud stuck to his face.

 

“Bakura?” Ryou called through his mental link. There was no reply so Ryou just laid there, trying to conger up enough strength to get up. He thought back to what had happened.

 

Bakura had been angry at Ryou and he'd decided to punish him. Ryou shuttered, not because of the cold rain but because of the thought. Bakura's favorite kind of series punishment was to take his dagger and slowly write words into his back. Bakura had gone over them over and over many times to make sure they'd stay around for a long while. Ryou heard the words in his head.

 

Weak

 

Worthless

 

Coward

 

Idiot

 

Those were the words Bakura had used to describe him.

 

“I'm a weak, worthless, idiotic coward…” Ryou told himself.

 

He wasn't sure how long he'd been lying there but soon the rain stopped and he was left to soak in the grass.

 

“Am I dead or am I dying? Did Bakura leave me to die a slow, painful death or did he think I was already dead so he dumped the body somewhere else?”

 

Ryou shivered, he was cold, tired, wet, and his back hurt horribly. Suddenly he heard something. It was the sound of footsteps in water. He thought about the movie he'd watched just the day before.

 

“I'm dying six days early. Who would miss me? The little girl must be bored so now she is here to make sure I die. Or perhaps I have been lying here seven days…”

 

“Not quite,” a voice said. Suddenly Ryou felt someone pick him up. He felt the strong arms handle him with extreme care.

 

“What…?” he began to ask but before he could finish he passed out.

 

 

Bakura's P.O.V.

 

“Bakura?” the thief heard a small voice call. He blinked and turned from his position at the window.

 

“So you're awake now are you?” he asked, heading for the alley outside. The rain had recently stopped but not many people were out and about so he wasn't worried about attracting attention.

 

Bakura stomped into the alley and looked down at his light. Ryou's body was covered with rain and blood but Bakura was not worried. Ryou was mumbling something about a girl coming to kill him.

 

“Not quite…” Bakura replied, picking up the light boy.

 

“What…?” Ryou began to ask but he passed out before he could finish. Bakura took Ryou inside, laid the boy down gently on his bed and began to clean up the wounds. It took a while to get all the blood off of him and put some bandages around his chest and when he was done he had to change the blood stained sheets which were already bloody anyway.

 

Finally he managed to put a sweater on Ryou and tuck him into his bed with his back up. Ryou shifted a bit and cuddled up with the blanket. Bakura couldn't help but smile a bit. He did look kind of…cute.

 

“Did I, the Lord of Thieves call a little child cute?! I must be going soft!”

 

Bakura stared at his young light a little longer. He looked a bit like an angle when the moonlight was shining down on him. He was so innocent when he slept. If Ryou saw Bakura staring at him when he was awake his eyes would get big and he'd resemble a deer in the head lights.

 

Bakura made sure his light was snug before leaving the room. He would never admit it but he actually liked taking care of his light. For some reason it made him feel whole.

 

He entered his own room and stopped at the closet door. Slowly he opened it and picked up the small dog. He considered giving it back to his light for a moment but only a moment.

 

“There will be no jail breaks tonight,” he told it sternly, before placing it back into the shadows.

 

XXXXXXXXXXX

 

Emmy: Whew! That was a long chapter. I had writers block for a while and then BOOM!

 

Raven: Tea seemed to be a little…weird in this one.

 

Bakura: …You're interpretation of me is too PG 13 …

 

Emmy: One more thing, just a heads up. This is just…the calm before the storm, so to speak.

 

Raven: Lame joke.

 

Emmy: This is nothing, compared to what I've got in store for the next chapter!

 

Ryou: R&R please!