Chapter Two:-

Yugi Mutou had his arms on his grandfather's bedside and his head lay almost uncomfortably on top of them. His eyes were closed and his snores were soft and slow. His grandfather lay stiffly on his bed without any movement or even breaths. He had passed on during his sleep and Yugi grew tired from crying. His grandfather was old and wise; he deserved to die peacefully in his sleep. It was better for Yugi to see him at peace than see him suffering from the claws of illness. Yugi practically jumped from his silent nap when the ringing of the telephone awoke him. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes with the back of his hand and decided to wake up. He picked up the phone and spoke hoarsely into the receiver, "Hello?" The phone spoke back, "Hello? Yugi? It's me, Bakura."

"Oh, hey Bakura. Did you make it safely to Kyoto?"

"Yes, thank you. How are you doing?"

Yugi explained to his friend that his grandfather passed on peacefully in his sleep and that the funeral is set three weeks from now.

"Oh, I'm very sorry, Yugi. I'll definitely make myself known in that funeral and be behind your shoulders."

"Are you sure, Bakura? I mean, you just got to Kyoto."

"Don't worry about it. I have plenty of money. I can take even my new friend Titania to the funeral with me."

"Bakura…thank you."

"What are friends for, Yugi?"

Yugi finished his conversation with Bakura and became content. He kept telling himself that he was so lucky to have a great friend like Bakura, sacrificing his time living alone to be there with him when he needed help the most. He gained confidence as he called the others and informed them the bad news and the good news. Joey, Tristan, Anzu, and Duke felt pity for their best friend, but they agreed to acknowledge Bakura's company. Tears welled up in Yugi's eyes reacting to each of his friends' phone calls and thanked them all.


For a while, Bakura wondered why his whole apartment was quiet. It wasn't long until he went downstairs to the den to find his answer. She was sleeping peacefully on the couch. Bakura formed a smile as he grabbed a black ball point pen and a sheet of baby blue sticky note paper. He stuck it on his desk where he wrote his letters to Amane and began to write. The note read:

Titania,

Went shopping for a very important gift. I'll be back soon. There's some lunch on the kitchen counter upstairs.

Bakura


Twenty minutes after Bakura had left, Titania finally woke up. "Bakura?" She had noticed she had sounded a little quiet, so she repeated aloud, "Bakura?" She looked all over the room to see some sign of him and the last place she had looked was on the desk. The sticky note's color of baby blue was shown at first glance. I guess I'll settle for some lunch until he gets back. I wonder why just a gift should be so important, she thought as she read the note. She walked upstairs to find a Japanese rice dish sitting on the counter. It was enclosed tightly by a container, so it was still warm. She grabbed a fork from the cupboard and sat down at Bakura's desk and began to eat. "This is good!" Titania had to announce out loud as she enjoyed her lunch. "Thanks. I made it myself," a familiar voice chuckled. Titania looked up and found Bakura holding an already wrapped gift. "Wow. Thanks. This means a lot." Bakura just smiled in reply. Bakura sat next to her and explained what the gift was for.