Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ I Won't Last a Day Without You ❯ Even the Devil Himself Cries ( Chapter 2 )

Even the Devil Himself Cries

Redtail: Yes, FYI, I DID decide to continue. Dun worry, this is an " I have a Point and Im going somewhere" type chapter.

Bakura: Oh, please…NONE of you pathetic excuses for stories present a point. AND I DON'T BEAT RYOU!!!

Ryou: He's right. He doesn't beat me.

Redtail: Hush, my pretties, and Ryou, Bakura beating you makes AMAZING fluff material, Im sure.

Malik: Whatever, you insane bimbo….

Marik: You KNOW we're right….

Redtail: Whatever….

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Blabbing. More blabbing. Now complaining, and some yelling. Not like he was listening to Marik's ramblings.

"Im sorry, did you say something?" Bakura asked sarcastically.

Whenever Bakura beats Ryou, he's not sure why, but he gets this…feeling. A frustrating feeling and goes to see Marik about it. Marik has told him numerous times its 'guilt', but,

Bakura refuses to believe so.

Bakura glared at the equally evil Yami glaring back at him.

"I SAID-You can start by apologizing to Ryou, then second-" Marik was interrupted.

"Yami, don't you think it's a little to much to ask Bakura to apologize? I mean, were talking about BA-KU-RA" Malik made sure his Yami understood it was YAMI BAKURA being questioned to apologize.

"Hm…I think your right…." Marik trailed into thought.

Malik went into an imitation of Bakura (Doing a poor job might I add)

"No way, apologizing is weak, and I refuse to do something so-" Malik dived onto the floor to avoid being hit over the head with a remote control, screeching.

"First off, tell Malik to shut up, second, if I just waltz up to Ryou and say 'Im Sorry', he isnt going to forgive me!"

Marik had been surpressing the urge to beat Bakura senseless. It was failing.

"Give him a chance, and APOLOGIZE!!!" Marik yelled.

"I, never in my many millennia's of existence, EVER said 'Im Sorry' and meant it, and I don't wish to start now." Bakura sneered and glared at the wall.

Marik let out a cry of frustration,

"WELL Bakura! Correct me if Im wrong, but SOME THINGS IN LIFE ARENT ALWAYS SIMPLE!"

Bakura was caught off guard of the verbal assault, but not frightened or surprised and continued to glare at the nothingness of Isis's apartment wall[1]

"It may be hard for YOU to believe, but there are times when you have to sacrifice pride for the ones you love!" Marik tried to say gently, but being Marik, sounded mean still.

'What is he implying? Why did he stress…'Love'?' Bakura wondered for a moment.

"Hn…." Bakura shrugged, got up, and led himself to the door.

"Bakura," just as the spirit of the ring was about to open the door, the other spirit called him. Bakura glanced over and looked at Marik with annoyed eyes.

"What?!" He asked exasperated.

"Sae za Mao Honnin Abikiyoukan.[2]" Marik finished.

'That annoying saying again?' Bakura thought as he closed the door and walked out of the apartment complex; heading towards him and Ryou's house.

Bakura had learned SOME Japanese, including that ridiculous sayings. It was one of those things hats ate away at his mind, constantly thinking about it. This annoyed Bakura so he chose to just ignore him.

"Even the devil…." Bakura muttered as he jade-walked across the street.

"Well, Mariku, the devil didn't live in hell all his life," He said aloud.

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Ryou was just sitting in the grass, looking like he's reading a book.

But he was actually thinking about Bakura.

He couldn't get his mind off of his Yami for quite awhile.

He knew exactly why, also. He was in love. How or why, he wasn't sure.

It was more than a physical attraction, there was SOMETHING in his personality which made him a magnet to Ryou.

God knows what it is that Ryou likes about his personality, but Im sure he will find out one day.

But anyway, he loved Bakura. It took awhile, 6 years to be exact, till he was certain.

Ryou sighed. "Oh well….not like I'll ever have him…" Ryou put the book aside and just resumed staring at the sky thinking.

'Why is he so cruel to me? Why cant we be like Yugi and his Yami?' were the two main questions he asked himself everyday, and never found the answer to them.

Ryou had been so preoccupied with his thoughts, he let a look of depression crawl across his face.

"Ryou?"

Ryou was jerked his head around to see one of his 'friends', Seto Kaiba eyeing him.

"You look depressed," was all he said, trying not to sound like he cared, as he slowly plopped down next to Ryou.

Seto had been a little more open and caring with everyone ever since he brought home a certain puppy named Katsuya Jounouchi with him. [3]

The Hikari sighed and lowered his head.

"I…its Bakura…." He whispered softly, but loud enough to where Seto could hear.

"What about him?"

"He….why…why does he…hate me?"

Ryou told Seto about last night and his overly large bandied

Seto wasn't sure what to tell him. He couldn't understand why anyone would hate, let alone do THAT to Ryou. And he never understood this 'Yami' thing very well.

Thanking the gods, Yugi came along.

"Hey Seto, Ryou, whats up?" he asked, smiling a large (And rather annoying) smile.

Yugi saw Ryou crouched into a ball and knew it was about Bakura.

"Did Bakura say something too, Ryou?" Yugi wanted to make sure his friend was healed of any emotional, as well as physical pain.

"Why does Bakura hate me?!" Ryou wanted to bawl his eyes out, but that would seem stupid, so he settled for letting solitude tears run down his cheek.

"He doesn't hate you,"

It was Yami.

"He doesn't hate you Ryou."

"H…he doesn't?"

How did Yami know?

He wiped his eyes, and looked at Yami.

"Thank you. That makes me feel better." Ryou was just being nice.

It didn't make him feel as good as he had wanted it to.

At the rate his life was going, nothing would.

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[1] Malik is a slacker, Isis took pity on him, and let him move in with her.

Biggest mistake of her life.

[2] 'Even the Devil Himself Cries'.

[3] You know very damn well what that means. Those of you who don't, email me ,I'll tell you, but I will call you a BAKA NO BAKA.