'Talking' is for mind links
"Talking" is for normal conversation
CHAPTER ONE
Ryou sat in the corner of his room, his knees pulled tight to his chest, silently crying.
His soft, white hair draped across his face hid his tears.
The room was dark and silent, the only sound the quiet sobs coming from the small hikari.
'Why are you crying hikari?'
'Nothing, Bakura, I'm fine'
Silence.
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Ryou sat alone in the library, waiting for lunch to end. He was never really hungry.
He was sitting at a table in the far corner of the library, staring at the piles of books that cluttered the dusty shelves.
He could hear a group of people laughing from nearby, their sounds growing as they neared Ryou.
Yugi and his friends turned the corner to where Ryou sat alone.
Their laughter ceased as they stopped to stare at the pale boy.
Ryou met their stares with a polite smile. But they just continued on, ignoring the tender smile.
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Ryou clambered into his silent house. The house was always dark, that's the way Bakura wanted it.
Timidly walking to Bakura's room, he quietly knocked.
"What?"
"Do you want--"
"Go away."
Ryou walked quietly to his own room.
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Lying in his bed, Ryou stared at the ceiling, studying the pale blue tiles and the small cracks forming.
He heard a knock on the door. Someone calling for Bakura.
Bakura's door opened, noisy footsteps shuffling towards the door, muffled voices reaching his ears.
The door slammed shut.
Silence.