Hello! This is a story that starts out in Ryou Bakura's POV. The POV of this story will change as it goes on.
Warnings: Contains self-injury. The first chapter is the most descriptive of the self-injuy, so don't worry.
There she was. One the floor. B-bleeding and crying…shaking and crying…bleeding and shaking. Yelling at anyone who tried to come near her.
So…t-this is what a nervous breakdown feels like?" She blurted out, more tears developing and falling with every word. Silence swept through the room. It seemed like forever. A small, silver, sharp piece of metal hit the floor. It broke the silence. I ran over to her, afraid. Would she let me bandage her wounds? Would she let me hold her as the bleeding stopped? Would she cry in my arms? I got down on my knees beside her and she didn't yell or move. I just stared at her, her legs with cuts all down them. This girl had been through so much. Where were we? We were too busy flying down to Egypt and focusing on the damn Yugi. It wasn't his fault. Atem had trapped himself in the puzzle and Yugi just happened to solve it. It wasn't his fault we had to save the pharaoh. But, why did we ignore her…why did we ignore everyone except Yugi?
I got up and went to the bathroom. I grabbed some large bandages and some gauze. I went back into the room and went over to Seto's desk. The top draw was already open. That must have been where she found it. I grabbed the tape out of the desk. I sat back down by her. She wasn't looking at anyone or saying anything. She just sat there and stared at the floor. I grabbed her arm, gently. She let me do it. What does that mean? I wrapped the gauze around the single cut she made on her arm. The rest were all on her leg. As time passed, I just kept bandaging her wounds. She never stopped crying. Then, suddenly, something…no, someone fell on the floor. It was Seto and he had his head in his hands. His sobbing was so loud. It was his fault and he knew it. It was his razor.
-Earlier that year-
The school bell rang, startling the sleeping Ryou. He wiped the drool from his cheek and left the classroom, right behind the Kaibas. Everything was done. No more Pharaoh or Thief Bakura. Their lives were full of adventure, but that was all done. Ryou stared at the auburn haired girl in front of him as she walked to her locker. As he passed her, Seto glared at him. He was so protective of her when she was outside of their home. Inside? He judged and disapproved of her. Everyone knew of their troubles. They had several fights in the public eye. It makes you wonder how many fights they've had while they were at home. She was, after all, only his half sister.