Ok. Well, for anyone who doesn't know, Dis Moi means Tell Me. And I don't know how well this story will do. I hope it does well. I love Ryou and Seto as a couple. Please review. I would appreciate it. If not then...I'll probably take it down. I hope it won't come to that. I hope some reviews come in. Normally my love stories don't get that many reviews. It would be wonderful if this one did...so I'm basically begging you to review and let me know how it is. Thanks.
Ryou had to hurry to his next class. It was hard for him to focus at all with his yami yelling obsenities at him. Ryou kept his head down and whispered for his yami to stop. That only made his yami continue. Ryou should have known this. It had been like that for years. He thought he would become numb to the abuse but he never did. Instead of him becoming numb to it, it seemed to hurt him more and more. There was nothing he could do about it though. But while Ryou was thinking about all this he ran into someone. All of his books fell out of his hands and he felt like he would burst into tears at any moment.
"Watch where you're going." the person said.
Ryou looked up into the cold eyes of Seto Kaiba. He stuttered out an apology and quickly picked up his books. He ran away from the scene into a nearby bathroom. This time he really did cry. He looked into the mirror only to see his reflection was his yami.
"What's the matter?" his yami asked.
Ryou lowered his head again but answered. "Don't act so innocent." he said in a low voice.
Bakura just laughed at him. "Me? Hurt you? Heaven forbid. You should be mad at Seto Kaiba. I know I wouldn't have let him walk all over me like that. That's your problem. You're too weak."
Ryou just shook his head and moved on to his next class. Even though he couldn't see his yami now, there was no escaping him. Ryou entered the class just as the bell rang. Right on time... He took his seat in the back and listened to his teacher. This was the French class. He surprisingly did very well in this class. It was one of those classes he actually enjoyed being in.
"Ok, class." said the teacher, "we are going to be starting our new projects. I will assign you your partner and explain what the project will be."
Suddenly, this class wasn't so lovable anymore. Ryou hated group projects. He preferred to be alone. Solitary was his style and he was content with it. At least he was good at convincing himself he was content with it. He looked around and remembered that Yugi and the others were in this class as well. If he was lucky then maybe he would get paired up with one of them. Of course, he never seemed to get the winning hand...
"I think I'm going to pair...Ryou Bakura and..." the teacher started. Ryou waited anxiously to see who his partner would be. He hoped it would be someone who he could get along with easily. He hoped for Yugi...and if not him then Tea. If not those two then Joey would work.
"I'll go ahead and pair you with Seto Kaiba. I think that will work." the teacher said. She wrote it down and continued to call out pairings.
'No! No, that won't work at all!' thought Ryou. He heard his yami laugh at him and tried to block him from his mind. He sat in his misery and waited for the teacher to tell the partners to sit together. To Ryou's misfortune the time came and Seto pulled a desk next to Ryou. The shy white haired boy looked at him but Seto just kept looking at the teacher, waiting for the next instruction.
"The assignment should be simple if you've paid attention at all this year. Write a poem in French. It doesn't have to rhyme in english but it must rhyme in French. It can be about anything...well...within limits. So go forth with your creativity and have fun." the teacher said.
Ryou looked at Seto and figured that they should start. It didn't seem like a hard project at all. Ryou felt confident he could write a rhyming French poem. He loved the language anyway. "So...Seto? What do you think we should write about?" he whispered.
"Doesn't matter to me." was the response.
Ryou nodded his head and took out some paper so he could begin. The teacher came over and smiled when she saw they were already starting. "I knew this would be a good partnership. You two have the highest grades in the class. I have faith that you will have an excellent poem. Make me proud." she said. Then she walked away.
Ryou looked at Seto and wasn't sure if it would happen. Seto was cold and not that friendly. But there had to be reason for this, right? Ryou thought so. Maybe, he could try to open Seto up a little bit. He thought about it...and decided against it. It wasn't his place. Even though he wouldn't mind Seto telling him things, he knew he wouldn't. But then an idea hit Ryou. He could use the poem...
"Dis Moi." Ryou said.
"What?" said Seto harshly.
"Dis Moi." Ryou repeated. "Tell me. I think that should be the title." Ryou wrote it at the top of the paper to confirm it. Seto looked off into the distance for a while. Ryou got a little worried. "Seto?" he asked.
"Dis-moi comment faire pour comprendre tout ça
Et toi aujourd'hui ai-je encore le droit
De croire en des choses qui n'existent pas
Dis-moi comment faire pour comprend tout ça."Seto said.
Ryou didn't realize how beautifully Seto spoke French. It was almost like he was from France himself. Ryou shook his head to clear his thoughts. He translated the poem to make sure he knew what was said.
"Tell me how to understand all this
And you today I still have the right
To believe in things which do not exist
Tell me how to understand all this." Ryou said.
"That's right. It won't rhyme translated so it doesn't sound as good when said in English." Seto explained.
"I think it's beautiful." Ryou said.
They looked at each other for a while. The bell rang and they left the class happier than when they had entered.
How was that? I think it was pretty good if I do say so myself. I hope it gets reviews. If not then...darn. And Dis Moi is an actual song if you want to look it up. The name of the artist is Faudel Belloua. So...please review and I hope you enjoy.