Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ I Care ❯ Unanswered Questions ( Chapter 16 )

Emmy: I wonder how many people actually read my `Author Notes'. Well anyway I wanted to update sooner for you but I wasn't inspired….

 

Bakura: I remember the good old days where she was bursting with inspiration and would update every four days…good times, good times…

 

Ryou: I hope the story doesn't end soon…I'll miss it.

 

Emmy: I know, I'll miss it too… (Looks sad)…But it's not over yet! There will be many more chapters before the ending comes! So now let us begin! I guess I'll give you this chapter in honor of the new Harry Potter book! Which I will be reading by the way!

 

Malik: They don't own Yu-gi-oh!

 

Raven: Hey that's my line! Well, also we used bold print for the notes in this chapter.

 

Unanswered Questions

 

Dear Kara

I'm not sure what to do…I think I really do like like him as in not just liking as a friend. You know? Of course you know, you're Kara. Anyway, I'm really not sure what to do about it...I'm living with him now. Yeah, sounds like I'm already doing something about it. But I'm not sure how he feels. I think he's really nice, and sweet, and he's polite and I can't say he's not cute. I just, I dunno, I really like him. But then his annoying, rotten yami-that means his darkness- who is also called Bakura is messing up my life. It's so annoying. This morning I discovered he'd torched my English paper! It's like he'll do everything but physically harm or kill me!

-Aly

 

Dear Aly,

That's right I am the master of all boys! (crack whip) Aly it sounds like you've got it bad for this guy. Have you tried telling him how you actually feel? Maybe he feels the same way. Why else would he let you stay in his house? Honestly my best advice is to tell him how you feel. From what you've said about him before he seems like a shy guy, which means you have to be the one to take charge of the situation. I wish you luck.

 

-Kara

 

Dear Kara,

Thanks for the advice…I'll think about it. You know its 5:00AM where I am now. It's because of him that I woke up. Not the Ryou him, the Bakura him! I'm sooo gonna lose it one of these days. Talk to you later!

 

-Aly

 

 

Aly sighed as she locked the door behind her. It was a quiet morning. Hardly anyone was out on the street yet, and the morning light was just beginning to light up the town. It was the closest thing to peaceful Aly had had in the past few days.

 

“Why is the answer always confrontation? I don't know if I can confront him about this. It took everything I had in me to confront Bakura that day but I had Malik with me then…I can't do this by myself…even though I know I have to…”

 

Aly came up to Ryou's door and tried to open it, but it wouldn't budge.

 

“Oh god, I'm such an idiot! I locked myself out of Ryou's house at five in the morning!” Aly gave a moan and leaned her head on the door.

 

“Should I knock and wake someone up to let me in? Maybe there's a key under the mat.” Aly checked but there was no key that she could see.

 

“I wonder if someone-Bakura-took the key because they knew I was gone. Maybe I'm just paranoid…”

 

Aly tried to door one more time, just to make sure but had no luck.

 

“Great...Time to destroy someone's beauty sleep.” Aly brought up her hand to knock but before she could even do so the door opened quietly. Ryou's face stared at her, pale in the morning light, brown orbs alert.

 

“Oh-Ryou?” a surprised Aly asked.

 

“I heard you trying to get in,” Ryou replied softly.

 

“Oh sorry if I woke you.”

 

“I was already awake,” he said.

 

“Oh,” Aly replied. They stood there for a moment in silence. Aly had the strangest feeling as Ryou looked at her…he was staring…in an odd sort of way. “Um Ryou?” she questioned.

 

“Yes?” he said, blinking.

 

“Can I come in?” she asked.

 

“Oh yes! Sorry!” he said, moving aside. Aly walked in to the dimly lit room and headed for the kitchen.

 

“I'm going to make breakfast,” she announced. “Would you like some? I could use the help.”

 

“I'd be happy to help,” he said. “But I'm not really that hungry.” At that moment Aly heard a little gurgling noise and Ryou turned bright red before looking at his stomach.

 

“I think your stomach disagrees,” Aly said. “Come on, breakfast is the most important meal of the day!” Aly said happily, dragging him into the kitchen.

 

“What do you want?” Aly asked Ryou.

 

“Oh I don't care, whatever you make,” Ryou said quietly.

 

“But what do you want me to make? I can make bacon, pancakes, eggs, toast, oatmeal-,” “I'm so lying right now.”

 

“-take your pick.” Ryou shrugged.

 

“Um…I guess we could have oatmeal and toast,” he suggested.

 

“Great!” Aly replied, turning to face the cooking area. “Toast is easy, oatmeal is just heating up oats! I can do this without burning anything!” Aly quickly brought out the bread but when she went to get the oatmeal realized it was not the kind that came in the little packets.

 

“Uh-oh this is the homemade kind…oh good it's got instructions on the side!” Aly put two pieces of toast in the toaster as she read the instructions.

 

“Ok so we need to boil the oatmeal in the pot…and put in a pinch of salt…”

 

“Then at the ends you can put in some raisons,” Ryou added. Aly turned to see he already had the water on the stove and was wearing a white apron. She smiled and restrained herself from giggling. He did look a little silly but in a cute way.

 

Ryou blushed and looked away when she smiled.

 

“Don't be embarrassed it makes you look cute,” Aly giggled before she could stop herself. Ryou's blush deepened and he gave a look of surprise which made him look even cuter.

 

“What do you like on your toast?” Aly asked as she inspected the toast that had just popped out of the toaster. It was burned.

 

“I messed up toast…”

 

“Uhh I like jelly,” Ryou said, staring at the burnt toast. They both exchanged a look and began to laugh. Aly didn't even know why the situation was so funny. It just seemed like the time to laugh.

 

“It's ok, I'm sure Marik will eat it, he likes things well done,” Ryou said after he had stopped laughing.

 

“Alright,” Aly said, placing the burnt toast of a napkin and trying once more. This time she turned the temperature to a lower setting. Had it been set on high on purpose, by someone who wanted to burn her toast.

 

“Or maybe I am paranoid,” Aly thought.

 

Ryou was stirring the boiling oatmeal so Aly decided to get some bowls out.

 

“So do you cook much Ryou?” Aly asked as she got out some spoons.

 

“Only when Bakura or I get hungry,” he replied, taking out a bag of raisins. Aly watched the toast intently.

 

“Ah…” She replied absentmindedly. Suddenly the door opened and a bed head Marik walked in.

 

“I smell food,” he said, staring at the toast.

 

“We're making breakfast,” she replied. “What would you like on your toast?”

 

“I like butter!” Marik said, staring at the toast longingly. Aly rolled her eyes and pushed him aside.

 

“Hold your horses,” she said, quickly looking back at the toast to make sure it wouldn't burn.

 

“I want bacon,” Marik said. “Make me bacon servant.” Aly glared at him.

 

“I am not your servant!” she snapped.

 

“I don't care I order you to make me bacon!” Marik said. Normally Aly would have refused but she also liked bacon and didn't mind making it. But she couldn't just give into Marik like that.

 

“Only if you say `please',” she replied.

 

“No, I don't have to say `please',” Marik replied, crossing his arms.

 

“Then no bacon for you,” Aly said, taking out the bacon and setting a frying pan on the stove. “I'll just eat it all by myself.”

 

“No you won't, I will have the bacon!” he insisted.

 

“Only if you say please,” Aly replied.

 

“Never!” Marik cried.

 

“Then no bacon for you,” Aly replied. Marik was silent for a moment then he left the kitchen in as huff.

 

Ryou served up the oatmeal in small bowls and brought a number of things down from a cupboard. Aly saw things like brown sugar, cinnamon, sugar, and nutmeg in his hands.

 

“It also goes better with a little bit of milk,” Ryou added as he prepared his own bowl. “What would you like with yours?”

 

“Ooooo, that looks good! I'll have the same thing as you,” she replied as the kitchen door opened again.

 

“Behold!” Marik cried, holding up a strange object. Aly say that it was some sort of rod with two sharp edges like an ax or something. Was he going to attempt to scare her or threaten her with it?

 

“Using my millennium rod I will make you cook bacon for me!” he cried, giving an insane laugh. Aly raised an eyebrow.

 

“Oooookkkkaaaaaaaayyyy,” she replied. “I have no idea what he's talking about.”

 

“Marik don't!” Ryou said rather abruptly. Marik stopped laughing and smirked.

 

“Ha! Make my bacon now or be my mind slave!” he cried.

 

“No, and it's rude to point weapons at roommates,” Aly replied, even though her brain told her telling him off was not a good idea. Marik raised the rod and Aly waited for him to do something.

 

“Marik stop it! I'll make you some bacon,” Ryou said.

 

“Ryou no! That's just giving him what he wants!” Aly protested.

 

“It's ok, it's only a bit of bacon,” Ryou replied. Aly frowned.

 

“But-,”

 

“Really it's ok.”

 

“Good servant!” Marik cried, putting the rod through his belt loop. Aly glared at Marik and returned to her cooking bacon.

 

“No Ryou, it's ok, I'll do it…” she said quietly, taking out more bacon to add to the pan. “It's not that I wouldn't have,” she added.

 

“I know,” Ryou said, also quiet. “I give into people to easily.” Aly looked at him but he was facing away. She didn't know what to say to that.

 

“I smell food,” Malik said as he sleepily shuffled into the kitchen. “But why so early?”

 

“Because the night bat decided to set off the early bird's alarm clock two hours early,” Aly said cheerfully, setting the sizzling bacon on a paper towel. Malik gave her a confused look.

 

“Yay bacon!” Marik cried happily, reaching for it the fatty meat.

 

“Not yet, its' still hot!” Aly said, slapping his hand.

 

“Bacon?” Malik asked, also coming towards Aly.

 

“Shoo! Go get drinks and sit down! Then I will give you your bacon!” Grudgingly both Ishtars sat down. Both Aly and Ryou served everyone their breakfast and the four ate in a semi silence. The only conversation made was Aly's comments on Malik and Marik's horrible table manners. At one point in their meal Ryou chuckled.

 

“What's so funny?” Aly asked him.

 

“Oh it's just that,” Ryou looked at Aly. “This is just kind of funny. All of us here and you guys arguing constantly. It's just kind of funny, and also kind of nice.” Aly smiled at him.

 

“Yeah…”

 

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During the whole math hour Kara's words kept going through her mind.

 

“Have you tried telling him how you actually feel?”

 

“…you have to be the one to take charge of the situation.”

 

“But what if I can't?” Aly thought. “What if he doesn't feel the same as I do?” Aly stole a glance at him, he was staring at the board, writing down some equation. She gave a longing sigh. She did want to tell him so bad. It was like a juicy secret that you wanted to tell everyone but knew you couldn't. She wasn't satisfied wit telling Tea and her other friends. She wanted to tell him. She wanted him to know.

 

Suddenly a piece of paper landed on her desk. Aly looked up to see Tea looking at her. Aly quietly opened the crinkly paper and read what was inside.

 

Aly

Ugh, this class is so boring! So what's been going on with you and Ryou?!!!!! You totally need to tell me everything!!!!

Tea

 

Aly looked up to make sure the teacher wasn't looking and scribbled a response.

 

Yeah it's such a drag. We've been doing ok. I don't know what to do though. Should I talk to him about it? Anyway, how are you and Yugi doing?

 

Aly sneakily slid the paper under her desk and into Tea's awaiting palm. She absentmindedly wrote in eraser on her desk while Tea wrote back.

 

How did you know I liked Yugi?!!!!! Well, I guess now that I know you like Ryou it's only fair. Yugi still hasn't asked me to the dance. :( Maybe he doesn't like me. :(

 

Aly quickly scribbled her answer, making a mental note to burn the note once she got home. It had too many blackmailing options in it.

 

Why don't you ask him?

 

Tea replied to this quickly.

 

I CAN'T ASK HIM!!! The boys are supposed to ask the girls unless it's a Sadie Hawkins dance.

 

Aly thought about this. Perhaps she could assist Tea in getting Yugi to be hers.

 

“I can't even sort out my own love life-social life-whatever it is! But still I could probably play matchmaker for Tea and Yugi, Tea does seem to adore him-and Yami-and she has done a lot to help me. Then Aly Carter, Matchmaker Extraordinaire it is!”

 

During her next class Aly wrote two notes, one for Tea and one for Yugi. It was one of the oldest tricks in the book-at least that's what she thought. Each letter asked if the reader wanted to go to the dance together and they were left unsigned. Aly said in Yugi's that Tea would be wearing a pink flower in her hair, so he would be able to tell who she was and in Tea's she said to wear a pink flower in her hair so he would know who she was. It was perfect. All Tea had to do was wear a pink flower in her hair and Yugi would realize she was his date. Nothing could go wrong. Unless Yugi decided he didn't want to go to the dance with a mysterious person…or he found the wrong girl with a pink flower…or another guy found Tea before Yugi did…or…ok, so it was a GOOD plan, not GREAT and not PERFECT but it was a GOOD plan.

 

Aly slipped the notes into Yugi and Tea's lockers before heading for drama.

 

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Ryou stared at the book blankly, not really reading. He most he was reading. To some he was zoning out. To few he was thinking, very hard. Ryou had been thinking about it all day. The idea had been merely a thought, a wish really but now, as he had began to think about it more and more it was turning into a plan. A plan he'd never even dared to use before. But no matter what he did he couldn't stop this plan from forming. It was like an annoying itch that wouldn't go away. The plan-idea-whatever it was, was in one way simple and perfect, but in another extremely hard and dangerous.

 

“I'll never be able to do it…” Ryou thought. But still the idea whizzed through his mind. “Maybe...”

 

Aly's P.O.V

 

“Do you Prince Zahur, do you take Princess Jamila to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?”

 

“I do,” Malik said dramatically. Aly was watching from the sidelines. Someone sighed beside her. Aly looked to see a girl with brown hair-the same shade as Aly's and a clipboard.

 

“Wouldn't you just give anything to be in Aiko's shoes right now?” the girl asked. Aly remembered her as being a costume designer named Rini.

 

“Why?” Aly whispered. Rini gave her a surprised look.

 

“She's marrying Malik Ishtar! He's like the hottest boy in the school!” Rini whispered fiercely.

 

“Oh, but it's not like she's actually marrying him,” Aly replied.

 

“So? It still must be so romantic. And just wait till we do the real performance. Aiko will be wearing a beautiful Egyptian bridal gowned and Malik will look so sexy in his outfit. Trust me I've tailored it,” Rini replied. Aly looked back at the scene being practiced.

 

“I suppose it must be pretty cool,” she said, thinking what it would be like to be up there in Aiko's place.

 

“Don't tell anyone this, but I wish Aiko wouldn't be able to perform on at least one of our shows,” Rini whispered.

 

“Why?” Aly asked curiously.

 

“Because I'm her understudy…” Rini sighed.

 

“Really?” Aly asked.

 

“Yeah…but only if she is unable to perform. And what are the odds of that?” Rini muttered bitterly. Aly didn't reply.

 

“That's good for now. Let's go over scene five again,” Ms. Myers ordered. Malik got off the stage and walked over to Aly and Rini. Rini quickly reddened and pretended to read something on her clip board.

 

“Hi Aly!” he said.

 

“Hey Malik,” she said with a wave. Without even thinking she blurted out “This is Rini, a new friend of mine.” Rini timidly looked up at Malik and smiled quickly.

 

“Hi,” she mumbled, giving a little nod of her head.

 

“Hi Rini, you tailored my wedding costume didn't you?” he asked.

 

“Uh, yeah,” she replied, her blush deepening. “You look really good in it,” she added bravely.

 

“Thanks,” Malik replied, giving her a friendly smile. “It fits great, nice job on it,”

 

“Thank you,” Rini said, looking at the floor. Now her face was beet red.

 

Malik then turned to Aly. “Want to help me practice this scene?” he asked, pointing to a random page. Aly shrugged.

 

“Sure,” she replied. Malik grinned.

 

“Ok, you play the Chavi,” he said, handing Aly the script. Aly set it down.

 

“I don't need it, I've practiced that scene with Aiko many times before,” she told him. And the two rehearsed.

 

Ryou's P.O.V

 

The high pitched bell screeched its last time for the day and all the students filed out of the classroom, Ryou in the end.

 

“I don't know if I can do it…” he thought. “Maybe I-,”

 

“Hello Kura-kun!” a high pitched voice chirped. Brittney quickly cut in front of Ryou and gave him a big smile.

 

“Hello Brittney…” Ryou said wearily. This was getting old.

 

“You look a little put out Kura-kun,” she said, putting one hand on her hip and giving him a flirtatious smile. “I know what can make you feel better.” Ryou sighed.

 

“What?” he asked without the slightest hint of interest in his voice.

 

“I will give you,” she said, putting a long pink finger nail on his chest. “The honor of taking me to the dance this Friday,” she said. Ryou looked up at her, and for once was unsure what to say.

 

“I don't really like her…but…do I have a chance with anyone else…like Aly...?” he wondered.

 

“What do you say Kura-kun?” Brittney asked, giving him a wink.

 

“I'll never be able to ask Aly…maybe I should go with Brittney. She obviously likes me…and she's pretty…but still…” Ryou just stood there. His mouth seemed to have dried up and he couldn't look Brittney in the eye.

 

“Come on Ryou, why not? I don't see anyone else asking,” she said. That stung Ryou a bit.

 

“But I want to go to the dance with Aly!” a voice inside him cried. “I like Aly! I despise you! I don't want to go with you!” It shrieked. Ryou looked up at Brittney and though of every single time she had come onto him, or flirted with him, or asked him out on a date. He thought of every time she had gotten in his way in an attempt to win his affection and in a weird way it made him a little angry and a little braver.

 

“Well?” she asked, batting her eye lashes a bit. Ryou narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke to Britney firmly, trying not to let his anger get the better of him.

 

“I'm sorry Brittney but I will not go with you. I do not like you that way, in fact I do not like you very much at all. Now, please leave me alone.”

 

Brittney's eyes widened in disbelief. “Did you just reject me?” she asked in shock.

 

“Yes Brittney I did,” Ryou replied calmly, although he couldn't help but show the slightest smile in the corner of his mouth. Brittney stood there for a moment then scowled at him and stormed off without another word.

 

“I did it!” Ryou thought in surprise. He's actually had the guts to get rid of Brittney, the queen of all Ryou fangirls! With his new sense of confidence Ryou knew what he had to do.

 

Aly's P.O.V

 

As soon as the bell had rung Aly had ran out of the class and into the crowd of students. She made her way to her locker and leaned against it, taking deep breathes.

 

“You can do this…you can do this…Think positive thoughts…” she told herself. She knew she had to do it. Kara was right. She had to be the one to take charge of the situation. Despite her positive thinking Aly still felt nervous but she wanted to ask Ryou before the others met to walk home. Aly searched the crowd for a white head and after a few minutes of stressfulness she finally found him alone by a set of lockers.

 

A mixture of relief and fear washed over Aly as she walked towards him. His eyes seemed to be searching too. Aly stared at him until she was about five feet away and their eyes met. There was a moment of connection and then he smiles and Aly couldn't help but smile back.

 

“Ryou I wanted to ask you something,” Aly said, as she approached him. The words were just busting to get out.

 

“Me too,” he said softly, taking a step closer to her. They were both silent for a moment.

 

“How about we ask at the same time then?” Aly suggested, taking another step closer. Ryou nodded in agreement.

 

“One…” he said, excitement in his voice.

 

“Two…” Aly said. This was it!

 

“Hey Aly!” a voice called suddenly. Both Aly and Ryou broke from their trance like states of excitement to look to the left.

 

“Hey Aly!” Malik said running up to her.

 

“Malik?” Aly asked in a surprised voice, the magic was gone.

 

“I wanted to ask you something but you'd already left,” he replied, grinning broadly.

 

“What?” she asked, still in her excitement daze.

 

“Want to go to the dance with me?”

 

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Ryou: *Gasp* OMG! OMG! OMG!

 

Emmy: HA! CLIFFHANGER! My very first!

 

Bakura: You're so evil! O.O Even I wouldn't do that!

Malik: Do I get the girl? I wanna get the girl.

 

Emmy: You'll just have to find out in the NEXT CHAPTER!

 

Raven: Read and Review please…