Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Two Reasons to Come Back to Me ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

Two Reasons to Come Back to Me

 

Summary: Ryou falls into a deep depression after Bakura leaves. But there is no way for anyone to get a hold of Bakura when Ryou needs him the most. Will Bakura be able to come back in time?

 

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Chapter Two:

 

“Ryou? Are you okay?” Yami called through the locked door. He didn't want to have to break anything of Ryou's at a time like this. There was no reason to ruin something that would end up making Ryou even more depressed. He was trying to help Ryou, not make him worse. “Talk to me Ryou. I need to know that you're still okay.”

 

“Go away!” Came the response and Yami closed his eyes, trying to ignore the angry energy that he was receiving from Ryou. He didn't want to have Ryou like this. It wasn't right. How could the one person who cares the most about Ryou allow this to happen to him? Why can't Bakura just come to his senses and come home?

 

“Ryou? You need to eat. Just come out and you can have your blanket in the kitchen. We'll just have to watch it to make sure it doesn't catch on fire or something. You know, if you really want to, you can just watch me cook and you can sit at the table.”

 

“I'm not hungry!” Ryou called back stubbornly.

 

“Yes you are. You just don't want to admit it.” Yami wiggled the doorknob again, even though he knew that it was locked and it was useless to try it. “Bakura wouldn't want you to starve yourself Ryou and you know that. So why don't you just come out here and eat something.”

 

“Bakura doesn't care! He's not coming back so why would he care?” Ryou exclaimed and then Yami could hear him burst into tears again.

 

Yami closed his eyes and leaned against the door. He hated this. Why did Ryou have to cry so much? He knew that it was tearing him up inside but why did he have to cry? Yami had no idea what to do with people when they cry. Was he supposed to just leave them alone or hug them? And if he was supposed to sit there, hugging him and whispering encouraging phrases, then why didn't it ever seem to keep Ryou from crying more?

 

“Bakura is going to come back. You know that he needs you. He can't just leave you now. You two are going to get married and you're going to spend the rest of your lives together. Bakura's just a little screwed up right now and needs to rediscover himself. It has nothing to do with you, Ryou and as soon as he figured himself out, he's going to come back. So you have to eat otherwise, I'm going to have to explain to him why he has no fiancee to come home to. “

 

Ryou didn't reply and Yami knew that he had won this battle. Ryou was thinking about Bakura actually coming back which was making him happy which was keeping him from crying. Now if Yami could just do this for a little bit longer until Bakura comes to his senses and come home. Then everything will be all right.

 

“I'm going to go and make you some lasagna, okay Ryou? I'll come back and get you when it's done, that way you don't even have to be in the kitchen. Does that sound good?” There was no response but then again, Yami hadn't really been expecting one. “I'll be back in a little bit Ryou and if you need me, I'll be right downstairs.”

 

Yami practically raced to the kitchen, not at all happy with the idea that he was leaving Ryou to his own devices for however long it took to make lasagna. In fact, he would have just made Ryou macaroni and cheese if he didn't know that Ryou needed something more hearty than that.

 

Yami finished preparing the meal quickly and then put it in the oven and ran back upstairs. He checked the doorknob of Bakura's room again and was surprised to find that it was unlocked now. Yami peeked inside the room and saw Ryou lying on the bed, sleeping.

 

What really startled Yami though was the presence of boxes surrounding the bed. Yami wondered if Ryou had packed up all of Bakura's stuff but looking around Yami could see that all of Bakura's things were intact. So what were these boxes?

 

Yami decided that he would ask Ryou when he woke up. Then Yami tiptoed out of the room and went to the phone that was situated in the hallway and phoned home.

 

“Hello?” Yugi asked, answering the phone. Yami reveled in the sound of his lover's voice, happy to hear it as always.

 

“Hello Yugi.” Yami said huskily.

 

“Oh Yami! How is Ryou doing? Is he any better now?”

 

Yami closed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair. “No, Ryou's not better. He's been starving himself lately and I think that he believes Bakura's not going to come back. I wish that Bakura would make some sort of contact with him so that Ryou stopped thinking that he's not going to come back.”

 

“Yeah, that's probably what Ryou needs the most right now.” Yugi agreed. “That reminds me, Bakura phoned you earlier. However when I told him that you were over at Ryou's, he said that he would just phone back later. I tried to convince him to phone you at Ryou's but he said that he wouldn't.”

 

“No wonder Ryou's depressed, Bakura won't even phone him.” Yami sighed. “Listen Ryou, did he tell you where he was or give you a number that I could reach him at?”

 

“No, he didn't. I'm sorry Yami.”

 

“It's not your fault.” Yami turned towards the room that Ryou was in and saw that Ryou was awake now and standing in the doorway, looking at him. “Ryou's awake Yugi, I have to go now. I'll be back a little late today so don't wait for me at dinner.”

 

“All right Yami, I don't mind. I just hope that Ryou gets better.”

 

“We all do. Goodbye hikari.”

 

“Goodbye.”

 

Yami hung up and looked out at Ryou and smiled warmly. “Hello Ryou. The lasagna is in the oven. It should be another few minutes and then you can eat.”

 

“Thanks.” Ryou yawned.

 

“You're welcome.” Yami swallowed and looked at Ryou as if he could figure out how Ryou was going to react to his question by something on his face. “Ryou, has Bakura contacted you at all during the time that he's been gone?”

 

Ryou fell completely silent and looked down at his feet. “He sent me gifts.”

 

“That's great! See, he does care about you. Why else would he give you gifts?” Yami smiled, happy that he had discovered that Bakura wasn't a complete and total idiot.

 

“Because he feels sorry for me.” Ryou replied.

 

“No, he does it because he cares for you Ryou.” Yami walked up to Ryou and gave him a hug. “So what has he gotten you?”

 

“Besides from this blanket, I don't know.”

 

“What do you mean, you don't know? Are they that weird?”

 

“No, I just haven't opened any of the other ones.”

 

“Why not?” Yami looked down at Ryou, confused. “Why haven't you opened any of the other ones. You obviously like this blanket a lot so I'm sure that Bakura can't do that bad of a job at picking out presents for you.”

 

“My mom does this.”

 

“Does what?” Yami asked, confused. “What does she do? Ryou, you're not making any sense.”

 

“My mom sends me something every month, like clockwork. Bakura may be more frequent with his gifts but so was she when she first started.” Ryou dropped to the ground and wrapped his arms around his knees, rocking himself back and forth. “She left when I was just three you know. She just walked out of the front door one day, acting like she was just going to work and she just never came back. I don't know how long I stood at the front window, waiting to see her car pull up. It never did though.”

 

“That's horrible Ryou but Bakura's not like your mom.”

 

“How do you know?” Ryou asked, tears starting to fall again. “He did the same thing she did. He walked out that door with the intent to leave me and not come back. He just sends me presents now out of pity, not because he actually wants to. I know Yami, I've had to deal with it my entire life. Trust me, I know.”

 

“Bakura's going to come back Ryou. He's not going to just never come back.”

 

“Yes he will! My mom sends a check for me once a month because she feels bad that she just left me but I haven't opened them since the first one I got and I'm not going to open any more of Bakura's either. I don't want to see his pity presents. I'm not going to accept things that people don't really want me to have.”

 

“Bakura really wants you to have these. Come on, I'm going to pick out a box and you're going to open it and we'll see what Bakura got you. He's probably left notes in each of them too so why don't you just look?” Yami asked, holding out his hand to assist Ryou in getting up.

 

“No, I'm not going to.”

 

“Come on Ryou, just one box. It won't hurt you to open one more box.” Yami tried to reason with Ryou. “Just open one more box from him Ryou and see what he wanted to give you.”

 

Ryou brushed at his tears but then slowly nodded. Yami smiled and pulled him out. They walked into Bakura's room and Yami pointed at a random box. Ryou pulled it onto the bed and then slowly opened it. Yami watched him with pride, knowing that they just may have broken through Ryou's depression.

 

You just better have given him a good gift Bakura. Yami thought to himself and Ryou reached into the box and pulled something out. It was a book entitled “Poems from Ancient Egypt.”

 

Yami chuckled. “I wouldn't be surprised if some of Bakura's own poetry is in there.” Yami was smiling but when he looked up at Ryou's face, he stopped.

 

Ryou looked like he had just seen a ghost. He dropped the book in what appeared to be shock and got up off the bed, whimpering.

 

“Ryou, what's wrong?”

 

“That's the very book my mom got my father the last day they were together.” Ryou said and tears started to pour from his eyes again. “I was right Yami. Bakura is planning to not come back!”

 

“Ryou, no!” Yami exclaimed but it had no effect as Ryou ran passed him and down the stairs. Yami heard the front door open and close and his eyes slid shut. What had he done?

 

~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~

 

Bakura rode down a virtually empty road and wondered why no one used this particular road. It had a great view of the ocean and Bakura smiled as he watched the gentle lapping of the waves upon the beach. He noticed a walkway down the beach and steered his bike down it.

The sun was about to set and Bakura sat down on the sand, taking out his sketch book. Slowly he drew a picture of the beautiful sight in front of him. When he was finished, he looked at his picture and frowned. It felt like there was something missing but he couldn't really put his finger on it.

 

Realization dawned on him and he smiled, drawing Ryou into the picture. No picture could truly be considered beautiful if it didn't have Ryou in it. Bakura carefully tore the picture out of his book and placed it in the pocket that he kept all of his sketches in.

 

A pang of agony hit his heart and Bakura moaned, his hand coming up instantly to try and ease the pain. Slowly it went away but Bakura's thoughts filled with worse case scenarios that could have occurred to Ryou to cause this pain.

 

Shaking his head, Bakura dismissed the thoughts. Ryou was thousands and thousands of miles away. There was no way he was feeling something for Ryou. Their connection didn't reach this far.

With that in mind, Bakura got up and brushed the sand off of his pants and then got back on his bike and headed up to the main road, not noticing as his recent picture fell onto the sand.

 

TBC