Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Wish Upon a Star ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

FINALLY!! My writer's block is gone!! *applause* Thank you, thank you. lol. I think this was pretty good. I got a surprise for ya in this. I hope you don't think I mad a bad choice in what to do. I don't know if I'm completely satisfied with this chapter; so I might go back and edit it a-little later. Well, I hope it's not that bad. Oh yeah! It's 5 whole pages!!!!(finally; one longer than 4)….ENJOY!!! R&R plz!!

 

Chapter 4

 

“Jonouchi,” Ryou sighed with relief and began to reach for Jonouchi's hand; his strength was gone; the surprise had drained him. He looked up with surprise as Jonouchi pulled his hand back and looked down at Ryou with a malicious glow in his eyes.

 

“Jonouchi?” Ryou started and backed up against the cold blue wall, “Are you-?” He stopped; a cold hand was placed over his mouth and he was pulled sharply up onto his cold, glassy feet. He felt himself begin to fall backward, but Jonouchi held him up sharply twisting his head from side to side to ensure no one was there.

 

All he saw was darkness; he smirked and looked down at Ryou. His job was almost complete. He pulled Ryou close to him and took a rope from his back pocket. Ryou tried to punch him, but was rewarded by a cold hand on his wrist slowly bringing it back to join the other behind his back.

 

“Jonou-,” Ryou started, but stopped as a wet cloth was shoved in his mouth. He struggled harshly trying his hardest to get out of Jonouchi's grip, but to no avail.

 

Jonouchi pulled Ryou back and shoved him out the still open window. He looked back at the door. Bakura could not ruin his plan. He would not let him. Once he was sure it was safe he made his way out the window and shut the window tightly.

 

Ryou looked up at him from his position on the ground. It was dark and bleak tonight; there was no moon tonight. Ryou looked past Jonouchi's head at the sky; there was one star shining there. Fading slowly form view, but he closed his eyes nonetheless and whispered a wish new to his lips, “Save me, `Kura.”

 

“Come on,” Jonouchi started hauling Ryou up by the collar of his shirt. He pressed something cold and hard against Ryou's back and said in a cold voice, “Walk straight; try to run and I'll make your life a living hell.”

 

Ryou did as he was told and looked down; this was not the Jonouchi he had come to know; not the Jonouchi he had become great friends with. It could not be. He dragged his bare feet through the cold, wet grass until they touched hard cement.

 

Jonouchi looked down the street both ways; a hand on Ryou's shoulder. “All clear,” he started. Ryou was getting it now; he did not want anyone to see. He must not want the police involved. “Walk.” The rough, cold voice came again; this time accompanied by a hard shove into the street.

 

He shivered as his feet touched the wet road. He wondered how far he could go like this. Jonouchi kicked him as he stepped onto the sidewalk; he fell forward onto the hard ground; scrapping his cheek. He could feel the warm flow of blood down his cheek. A feeling he had nearly come accustomed to.

 

 

“Get up,” Jonouchi started yanking him up and pushing him forward, “Get going or else.” He shoved what Ryou now knew was a hard, long stick into Ryou's back; “I'll kill you if you don't hurry!” He said and shoved Ryou forward.

 

He re-gained his footing and began to walk forward again. He looked up again and sighed. Would Bakura save him?

 

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“Ryou!” A soft voice came through the door and he banged on the door once again. Where was he? “Bakura!” He yelled.

 

The door opened and a tall figure stepped forward, “Well, what do you want?” Bakura asked harshly.

 

Malik stepped back and sighed, “Where is Ryou? He was supposed to meet me today. Is he still asleep?” He looked past Bakura and saw that Ryou's door was open; Ryou never slept this late; and he never left his door open.

 

“I don't know. I woke up and the kid wasn't here,” Bakura started.

 

Malik looked up at him; he could a barely hear it, but there was a slight hint of panic in Bakura's voice. His hair was matted, but not was bad as usual. He was dressed in dark jeans and a white tee shirt. Had he already searched for Ryou? “So, you don't know where he-?”

 

“No, Malik,” Bakura started and shoved him out of the way. He walked across the street stopping three cars in their tracks with his eyes set on one thing; the other side.

 

“Wait!” Malik yelled, “Where are you going?” He stopped when he realized that Bakura had started running and was now nearly half a mile away from him. He sighed; maybe Yugi would know.

 

He jumped down the stairs and jogged down the street until he reached the building with a sign that read “Card Shop”. He took a deep breath and opened the transparent door; walking in he smiled when Yugi noticed him.

 

“Malik!” Yugi started prancing over to him, “What are you doing here?” He asked pulling his yami's hand.

 

“Hi, Yugi; Yami, I just came here to ask if you knew where Ryou is; we can't seem to find him.” He looked at them both and sighed to see the confused look on their faces.

 

Yami put a hand on Yugi's shoulder and said, “We're sorry, Malik, but we haven't seen Ryou since our encounter the other day, but this is a coincidence. We can't seem to find Jonouchi either.”

 

“Really?” Malik asked, looking up at Yami, “But he could be anywhere. Is anyone else missing?” He asked as he looked down at Yugi for the second time.

 

“We checked with everyone else about Jonouchi; they said they hadn't seen him. We checked at his house, but you know them there. Jonouchi's father doesn't care so he could be anywhere really,” Yugi said staring up at Malik, “Do you think this could be something serious, Yami?”

 

Yami looked down at Yugi and smiled reassuringly; “I'm sure Jonouchi just went out for a walk, Yugi, no need to worry;” He averted his eyes up to Malik, “Same for Ryou.” He smiled and said, “Look around, Malik; the first place to look would be-.”

 

Malik nodded, “The park,” he turned on his heels and waved to Yugi. He made his way out the door and across the street; turning a corner he sighed. He stopped; something crunched under his foot. He stepped back and picked up what he had stepped on.

 

“Ryou's angel pin?” He whispered and took a step forward. Ryou had kept a pin in his pocket of an angel for years just to make sure he had a guardian angel with him every second of every day.

 

Malik squinted and took another step forward. He ran to the park entrance and quickly jerked his head from side to side scanning over the entire park for the missing teen. He sighed; Ryou was not there.

 

Turning he stopped when he saw Bakura standing behind him; obviously angry. “Hello, Bakura,” he nearly sang with nervousness, “What are you here for?” He asked hoping Bakura could not hear the nervousness in his voice.

 

“Move out of my way, pretty boy,” Bakura started pushing past Malik into the park. He sprinted across the wet grass and disappeared into the forest.

 

Malik stared ahead wondering what had just happened; what was Bakura up to? He looked down at the pin and remembered what he was here to do. He jogged slowly down the street yelling his best friend's name repeatedly.

 

He was beginning to worry; it had been nearly an hour now. Where could he be? He kept running and yelled one more time.

 

“So you can't find him either?”

 

Malik stopped and looked forward. “Oh, Jonouchi!” He started; “the others are looking for you. They seemed worried. Did you go out to look for Ryou too? Wait how did you find out that he was missing?”

 

Jonouchi shrugged, “I stopped by his house this morning and he wasn't there so I decided I'd try to find him.”

 

“Oh, good,” Malik said, “Then let's go get the other's they might be able to help us.” He turned and looked back at Jonouchi, “Are you coming?”

 

“Yeah,” Jonouchi answered and jogged after Malik through the nearly deserted streets.

 

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“Jonouchi!” Yugi yelled jumping up to hug said boy; “I was so worried about you. Do you know where Ryou is, Jonouchi?” he asked as he fell back on his feet.

 

“Oh, sorry, Yug; that's where I was. I went out this mornin' to find Ryou, but I couldn't find him. Malik an I were hopin' you guys could help us find him,” he said scanning their faces. They were all buying it.

 

“Sure,” Yugi said, “We'll all help, right guys!” He looked back at them all. They nodded. “Then let's go.”

 

The six of them scurried out the door and Malik followed, but stopped. There sat Bakura on the bench beside the card store. Why was he appearing everywhere? But this time he sat there with Marik.

 

Malik looked down and walked over to the bench, “Bakura,” he started looking down at Bakura trying to keep his eyes off Marik. Now was not the time to get Marik's attention; now he needed to worry about Ryou.

 

Bakura looked up at him as and asked gruffly, “What do you want?” His eyes looked panicky and he seemed almost petrified.

 

Malik cleared his throat and asked, “Jonouchi told me he came over to your house this morning. Did you answer the door for him?”

 

“What? You mean Wheeler? He didn't do any such thing this morning. I was up before sunrise. If he had come I would know,” Bakura said staring up at Malik. “Why would he say that?”

 

“You mean, Jonouchi didn't come to your house this morning?” Malik asked, “But he told me he came to see Ryou, but he wasn't there. He said he had been out tying to find him since early this morning.”

 

“And you believed him, koi?” Marik asked looking up from the bench, “I thought I taught you never to trust anyone over your gut feeling. What do you think happened?”

 

“I- I- I'm not sure,” Malik said scratching the back of his head; “Bakura, do you want to help me look downtown for Ryou?” He held out his hand as an offering and smiled when Bakura took it.

 

“Let's go,” Bakura started and jogged down the street not even waiting for Malik to catch up.

 

Malik smiled at Marik, “Seems he's turned over a new leaf?” he said, but frowned when Marik shook his head.

 

“Malik? Do you really understand anything?” He looked down at his koi and smirked, “Bakura loves Ryou; isn't it obvious?”

 

“But he hurt him, and he-.” Marik placed a finger over Malik's lips and chickled.

 

“He needed to feel dominant; love. Bakura's like that; he just needed to feel some superiority and that was the only way he knew. I don't really think he understands how much he hurt Ryou, but trust me, Malik, he loves him more than life itself,” Marik smiled and turned.

 

As he began to walk away Malik smiled. If only Ryou was there hear that. He would be ecstatic. Malik bowed his head, “I swear; you'll hear that one day Ryou. One day soon.” He imagined his best friend's joy in his heart and silently swore to himself; he'd make sure Ryou knew that; he wouldn't let him die without knowing.

 

He jumped off his left foot and sprinted down the street. If Marik was right……then was Jonouchi a liar?