Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The New Girl ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

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She gasped and held her breath... Ok now she was scared. Her eyes wandered over to Ryou, who looked like he was on the verge of tears. He ran over to his Yami and grabbed the dagger, but Bakura pulled it back, slicing Ryou's palm. The whole gang gasped and ran over to Ryou. His pale skin was blood-stained and blood was dripping onto the floor. Sam shut her eyes tightly, slammed her palms to her temples and focused on Bakura. Bakura was thrown back into the wall, gritting his teeth, the dagger dropped to the floor. He went to pick it up but Tristan picked it up before either one of them got to it. Sam turned to Tristan and her eyes went to the knife. Immediatley, he shoved it in his jacket pocket. "If you get to it, he'll get hurt, if he gets to it, you'll get hurt.. Just let Yami take care of it." Sam couldn't realise how Tristan's voice was so firm and calming. She nodded and scowled at Bakura, sharply nodding her head toward him, causing his head to slam against the wall. She ran over to Ryou, where everyone else had been. She buried her face in her hands and began to cry uncontrollably. Joey tried to comfort her, but he failed. "It was all my fault. If I hadn't gotten Bakura pissed off, he wouldn't have pulled the dagger on me. And Ryou wouldn't have gotten hurt," Sam managed to get all that out without stopping. Joey put his arm around her and pulled her into a hug. Sam couldn't help it.. She hated it when people saw her cry, but she couldn't hold it this time. She cried her eyes out into Joey's chest. He placed his hand on her neck, "shh. It's alright, Ryou's fine, trust me." Bakura had felt his little 'job' was done and went back to the ring. Joey ran a hand through Sam's jet black hair and whispered in her ear, "If you cry, it'll make Ryou feel bad. Don't do this to him or yourself, it wasn't your fault. Bakura's just a fucking lunatic who thinks it's fun to put people into misery." Sam sensed anger in Joey's voice. Just about everyone was pissed off, even Yugi who seemed to smile almost all the time. Sam was still crying, and feeling like an idiot. She always had a tough appearence, but at this point in time, she didn't give a shit about her appearence. She lifted her head from Joey's chest and looked at Ryou. Yami was wrapping his hand up in something, she couldn't see straight becasue her eyes were too flooded with tears. She lifted a hand to wipe away her tears, and saw what Yami had been wrapping Ryou's hand up in. It looked like a black towel. When Yami had Ryou's hand wrapped up so no blood was seeping through the towel, Ryou walked over to Sam and sat next to her on her bed, pulling her into a comforting embrace. Joey let go of her when Ryou walked over. Sam's crying slowed down, but she couldn't stop it. "Sh, you can stop the crying, I'm fine. It was just a little cut." Sam looked into Ryou's eyes and raised an eyebrow, "J-just a c-cut?" Sam managed between sobs, "B-Bakura practically sliced y-your h-hand in h-half." She put her head down and continued to cry. Ryou put his hand under her chin and lifted it so he was looking directly into her emerald eyes. "I'm going to be fine. Don't worry." Sam saw in Ryou's eyes that he would never lie to her. She nodded and gave him a tight hug, but let go immediatley. She turned to him, tears in her eyes, "W-what about B-Bakura?" Ryou kissed her lightly on her lips, "Don't pay attention to him, without his knife, and WITH your powers, he's a whimp." He whispered the last part softly so Bakura couldn't hear him, but he somehow got through the link, which Ryou had blocked after his palm was cut. /You're the whimp, you little shit,/ Bakura snapped through the link, but Ryou blocked him off and got up from Sam's bed. Sam too got up and went over to Tristan. She had to get on the tips of her toes to reach his ear, she whispered, "Thanks." He turned toward her, looking puzzled, "Thanks for what?" "For taking the knife.. If I'd've gotten it, someone would've died. I guarantee it." She chuckled at the tone of her voice, "anyway, thanks," She kissed him lightly on the cheek and smiled at him, causing him to blush like mad. She looked at him for a second, "Tristan, you look really tired. Maybe you should get some rest or something.. Cuz I'm goin to bed soon. It's." she looked at her watch, "Holy shit, 2:00 AM. I'll be right back." Sam turned on her heel and ran upstairs to change into her pijamas.

//HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU TO STAY IN THAT RING WHEN I'M AROUND MY FRIENDS!!,// Ryou snapped mentally at his darker half. /Hmph, like I'd listen to a little shrimp like you.. Get real,/ Bakura laughed at his hikari's attempt to stop him, /I'll do whatever I want, whenever I want.. And neither you nor your puny little friends can stop me. Especially not that psychotic bitch./ Ryou knew he was referring to Sam, and it pissed him off. //Sam's not a psychotic bitch. You're the psycho, trying to kill her like that, you could've you know. Look I know you don't care but just stay out of my life for a while. So I can get over this whole situation ok? You really don't understand how much this hurts me.// Ryou felt his eyes sting with hot tears, which he tried to wipe away with the sleeve of his sweater. "Hey, Ryou. Are you ok?" piped a fimiliar little voice. Ryou turned his head away so that he wasn't facing his friend, "I'm fine Yugi. Honest." "You don't look fine. Is it Bakura?" Ryou winced at that name. He'd gone through so many beatings in the past. He couldn't bear to think about it. He knew that if he told Yugi that it was Bakura, he was sure to have one of his yami's little "lessons" when they got back to Ryou's house. He didn't want to bring up the subject of his abusive dark, so he just shook his head. "No Yugi. I'm fine, don't worry about it." Ryou practically jumped to the ceiling when he felt two small arms wrap around him. He turned around to see a pale face, covered by blood red bangs.. Sam. She had a goofy grin on her face. "Yo wassup?" she giggled. Her grin faded when she saw tears flooding Ryou's eyes. "Ryou are you alright? You're crying." She put her arms around his pale neck and kissed him on the cheek, "You wanna talk about it? Or is it about Bakura?" Ryou just shook his head. "Ok, I understand. But if you wanna talk about it---," she was cut off by Ryou, "I'll be fine." "Ok, but I think you two dudes should get some rest. It's 3 AM." Ryou and Yugi looked at eachother, grabbed their bags with their things in it and sped upstairs. When Sam went to go over to the others, they were already in their pijamas. She walked over to Yami quietly, who was looking over at her drawings, she crept up on him and whispered in his ear, "You look completley amazed." Yami jumped, "Oh, um, yeah. I was just looking at your drawings, they're really good." "You wanna see good?" Yami nodded, and Sam ran over to her bed and pulled out a notebook from under her pillow. She opened it and ran over to Yami, flipped by a couple of pages, to a beautiful sketch of his hikari. It was shaded with pencil but not colored. "He looked bored in geometry so I decided to draw him." Yami stared at the sketch dumbfounded... Just then Yugi and Ryou came back downstairs. Yugi tapped Sam on the shoulder, "Why does Yami look so amazed?" Sam just pointed to the picture. Yugi was just as amazed as his darker half.

After everyone was done going oooh and aaah over the pic, they all had agreed that they should get some rest. They didn't bother with Sam's bed, and slept on the soft, black carpeting. Yugi was obviously sleeping by Yami. Téa tried to get as close to the pharaoh as possible without him suspecting that she liked him. Tristan slept near Sam's bed. Sam slept facing Joey's back, and she had a gut feeling that Ryou was behind her. But she didn't turn around. Yugi immedieatly fell asleep in his look-alike's arms. And everyone fell asleep soon after. Sam was being kept awake by Joey's snoring. "How can his little sister live through this," she said, her voice was muffled by her pillow. "She sleeps three rooms down from me," Sam jumped and lifted her head from her pillow to see Joey smirking. "Well, my mom can probably hear you upstairs," she play-punched him in the arm. "Well what do you want from me.. Stay awake til you fall asleep?" Joey asked, "That'd be nice." He look surprised, he wasn't being serious, but if that's what she wanted. Sam closed her eyes, but opened them just as quick. "What's wrong? Can't sleep?" "Yeah, Michael Myers, sorry, silent stalkers just give me goosebumps.. I get the same way with Jason." Sam felt Joey put his arm around her shoulder and pull her closer to him, and she put her head on his chest and closed her eyes. "That better?" "Hmm," was her only response. Because after that, she fell into what felt like eternal slumber.