Hello all! Sorry for taking so long with the update, my internet got unhooked for a while so I couldn't write or post this! I am back, and to let you all know Malik is fine ^^;;; just so no over excited anime fan girls attack me with axes (HINT HINT Mal). Hehehe Malik is saved by-
Yami Krystal: SHHHH! You're not supposed to tell them you bumbling baka-brain!
Krystal: …bumbling baka-brain…? What's with the alliteration, Yami?
Yami Krystal: I have no idea….
Krystal: anyways…I LOVE YOU ALL MY REVIEWERS! ^.^ thank you to everyone who said I should finish, for you have inspired me ^_^V peace!
Y Krystal:…what does that have to do with the story?
Krystal: ^.^ ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!!! ^_____^ which is exactly why I said it.
Y Krystal: -_-;; Dear Osiris save us all…
Krystal: well I'm really sorry I didn't update this sooner, I was busy with all my crappy band trips, and there's the fact that my internet was screwed up for like, a week or so. For everyone who reviewed, I will have chapter dedicated to answering your questions or comments. Thank you so much for taking a little time to tell me what you think about my story! Now back to the wreck!
Yami Krystal: which one? Your story or Malik's Motorcycle wreck?
Krystal: T-T Yami you're mean. and I was referring to the story, just for your information *sticks out tongue at her Yami*
Yami Krystal: this is what I have to put up with every day and twice on Saturday. -_-;;;
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Ryou rushed to the site of the wreck. The blonde lay there, unmoving, arm across his chest. "oh god…" Ryou whispered. The guy didn't look hurt, just knocked out. Thank god, he didn't want to be the cause of hurt for someone else. He slowly took the helmet off of him. Surely enough, it was Malik. He would have had a snapped neck if it wasn't for all the jewelry he wore. Ryou leaned his head against Malik's chest, and heard a pulse. The bus driver was on his cell phone, calling an ambulance. A few minutes later a white ambulance was pulled up on the street, and some paramedics came out with a stretcher. Ryou kneeled down by Malik again, and his eyes fluttered under their lids.
"Come on, kid, we gotta get this guy to the hospital."
Ryou reluctantly moved aside, and the ambulance was driving off once again. Ryou sighed. He always seemed to cause others pain. Maybe he was cursed or something. Then he thought of how pissed his Yami would be. Yugi came walking out of the bus, then rushing to Ryou's side.
"It's ok, Ryou. It wasn't your fault." he said, resting a hand on Ryou's shoulder. "but it WAS, Yugi! And now he's hurt and …it's all my fault…" Ryou said, a tear trickling silently down his cheek.
"Well, you can go visit him after school. I'll even come with you, if you'd like." Yugi said, looking hopeful, thinking he might have cheered up the white haired boy a bit. Ryou shook his head . "I'll visit him by myself…if he's awake, I'll talk to you later, Yugi." Ryou said as he walked off, hands in his pockets. Yugi sighed. "Goodbye, Ryou. Take care."
Ryou walked home, not really feeling up to going to school. Since he was one of the top students in his class and rarely missed any school, he figured this would be fine. He opened the door and crashed on the couch. His Yami was standing at the foot of the staircase, looking particularly murderous.
"Why home so early, Hikari?" he asked in an uncaring tone. Ryou stuttered. "I…uh, I…I didn't feel like going to school today…" Ryou stuttered. Bakura walked over to Ryou slowly, taking his time to reach the couch. Ryou shuddered. Bakura smiled. "Well then, I have somewhere I need to go today…and now I can use your body…"
Ryou's eyes widened. "No Bakura….PLEASE I'm begging you just don-" Ryou fell to the ground as a loud SMACK! Sounded through the room. Ryou sat up, an angry red handprint stinging on his face and tears welling in his eyes. "NEVER…and I mean NEVER argue with me or question my actions." Bakura said, snarling. Ryou nodded slowly. Bakura raised his hand again to hit Ryou, and Ryou winced, waiting for the blow. It never came. Ryou looked towards Bakura, who snarled and said "I don't have the time to waste on pathetic little mortals like you. I'm no weakling, so I'll spare you…for now." he turned heel and walked out. Ryou sighed.
Ryou didn't like his abusive Yami's ways, but knew that Bakura didn't understand love or devotion, because Bakura himself had never given or gotten either. He wished he could change that, but wouldn't dwell on that thought. He got up and went into the bathroom to wash his bruised and bleeding lip. He looked into the mirror at his reflection. He saw a pale, fragile white haired boy, and behind him a cruel, icy-eyed spirit. He gasped and turned around.
Bakura wasn't there.
Ryou sighed. If mirrors could only reflect emotions…then they would be a little more useful, he thought. The only reason he continued living was because of…someone…in the hope that one day, he might find love…
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Malik woke to see harsh white walls, and smell the odor of anesthetics and medicines. He realized he was in the hospital. He sighed, he didn't know why he was here or how he had gotten there. Slowly it all started coming back to him. The bus. The crash. And Ryou. "Ryou…." he whispered, to no one in particular.
A nurse near by said, "why am I here? Or why what, dear?" Malik shook his head in frustration. This took great effort and he found he was exhausted. "No….Ry-" The nurse stopped him.
"Don't strain yourself, honey. You've been through quite an ordeal. We tried to get a hold of your sister, but we haven't been able to for some strange reason." The nurse said, then set down in front of him a tray with a wheat pancake, a little box of cereal, pine-apple orange juice, and some lightly buttered toast. (this is what my dad ate at the hospital, had to ask him what the hospital food is really like) Malik yawned and started into this light, simple breakfast, and was finished in two minutes. He looked around, already bored. He needed something to DO. He needed someone to SEE.
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Ryou got a few things, a change of clothes, and Malik's helmet, and prepared to head for the hospital, then maybe stop by Yugi's house. He hopped on his bike, and rode to the hospital, hoping Malik wasn't going to kill him, or worse, have his Yami kill him, painfully and slowly.
As he reached the big white hospital, he smiled weakly, trying to make the best of a bad situation. When he walked in, he saw a few people in blue-green smocks. He walked up to the ward clerk (the person who works in the little cubicle thing that you go to find out where people are)
"Hello? Excuse me, miss, I'm looking for Malik Ishtar's room." he said politely.
The nurse looked at him, staring at his soft snow white hair, then shook her head, as if coming out of a trance. "Yeah, room…" she looked at her clipboard, running her long, manicured nail down the list and popped her bubble gum noisily. "Room 69...floor number 2." He turned to walk around then: "Hey." Ryou stopped. "…yes?" he asked politely. "He's the sexy-looking blonde, right?" Ryou blushed. "Yeah…that's him…" he said slowly. Why was he blushing? He didn't like Malik…did he?
Yeah I know, this one took me a really long time to get up .O evil homework, writers block, and getting my internet cut off, I'll update sooner after this, I'm so sorry for those of you waiting. But I don't know how much you want me to update If you don't review! PLEASE REVIEW! IT MAKES ME WANT TO WRITE! Thanks ^^ and I know this is really short, but that's about all I could think of…making another important decision… yeah. Bai! ^^ ja ne!
Yami Krystal: SHHHH! You're not supposed to tell them you bumbling baka-brain!
Krystal: …bumbling baka-brain…? What's with the alliteration, Yami?
Yami Krystal: I have no idea….
Krystal: anyways…I LOVE YOU ALL MY REVIEWERS! ^.^ thank you to everyone who said I should finish, for you have inspired me ^_^V peace!
Y Krystal:…what does that have to do with the story?
Krystal: ^.^ ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!!! ^_____^ which is exactly why I said it.
Y Krystal: -_-;; Dear Osiris save us all…
Krystal: well I'm really sorry I didn't update this sooner, I was busy with all my crappy band trips, and there's the fact that my internet was screwed up for like, a week or so. For everyone who reviewed, I will have chapter dedicated to answering your questions or comments. Thank you so much for taking a little time to tell me what you think about my story! Now back to the wreck!
Yami Krystal: which one? Your story or Malik's Motorcycle wreck?
Krystal: T-T Yami you're mean. and I was referring to the story, just for your information *sticks out tongue at her Yami*
Yami Krystal: this is what I have to put up with every day and twice on Saturday. -_-;;;
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Ryou rushed to the site of the wreck. The blonde lay there, unmoving, arm across his chest. "oh god…" Ryou whispered. The guy didn't look hurt, just knocked out. Thank god, he didn't want to be the cause of hurt for someone else. He slowly took the helmet off of him. Surely enough, it was Malik. He would have had a snapped neck if it wasn't for all the jewelry he wore. Ryou leaned his head against Malik's chest, and heard a pulse. The bus driver was on his cell phone, calling an ambulance. A few minutes later a white ambulance was pulled up on the street, and some paramedics came out with a stretcher. Ryou kneeled down by Malik again, and his eyes fluttered under their lids.
"Come on, kid, we gotta get this guy to the hospital."
Ryou reluctantly moved aside, and the ambulance was driving off once again. Ryou sighed. He always seemed to cause others pain. Maybe he was cursed or something. Then he thought of how pissed his Yami would be. Yugi came walking out of the bus, then rushing to Ryou's side.
"It's ok, Ryou. It wasn't your fault." he said, resting a hand on Ryou's shoulder. "but it WAS, Yugi! And now he's hurt and …it's all my fault…" Ryou said, a tear trickling silently down his cheek.
"Well, you can go visit him after school. I'll even come with you, if you'd like." Yugi said, looking hopeful, thinking he might have cheered up the white haired boy a bit. Ryou shook his head . "I'll visit him by myself…if he's awake, I'll talk to you later, Yugi." Ryou said as he walked off, hands in his pockets. Yugi sighed. "Goodbye, Ryou. Take care."
Ryou walked home, not really feeling up to going to school. Since he was one of the top students in his class and rarely missed any school, he figured this would be fine. He opened the door and crashed on the couch. His Yami was standing at the foot of the staircase, looking particularly murderous.
"Why home so early, Hikari?" he asked in an uncaring tone. Ryou stuttered. "I…uh, I…I didn't feel like going to school today…" Ryou stuttered. Bakura walked over to Ryou slowly, taking his time to reach the couch. Ryou shuddered. Bakura smiled. "Well then, I have somewhere I need to go today…and now I can use your body…"
Ryou's eyes widened. "No Bakura….PLEASE I'm begging you just don-" Ryou fell to the ground as a loud SMACK! Sounded through the room. Ryou sat up, an angry red handprint stinging on his face and tears welling in his eyes. "NEVER…and I mean NEVER argue with me or question my actions." Bakura said, snarling. Ryou nodded slowly. Bakura raised his hand again to hit Ryou, and Ryou winced, waiting for the blow. It never came. Ryou looked towards Bakura, who snarled and said "I don't have the time to waste on pathetic little mortals like you. I'm no weakling, so I'll spare you…for now." he turned heel and walked out. Ryou sighed.
Ryou didn't like his abusive Yami's ways, but knew that Bakura didn't understand love or devotion, because Bakura himself had never given or gotten either. He wished he could change that, but wouldn't dwell on that thought. He got up and went into the bathroom to wash his bruised and bleeding lip. He looked into the mirror at his reflection. He saw a pale, fragile white haired boy, and behind him a cruel, icy-eyed spirit. He gasped and turned around.
Bakura wasn't there.
Ryou sighed. If mirrors could only reflect emotions…then they would be a little more useful, he thought. The only reason he continued living was because of…someone…in the hope that one day, he might find love…
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Malik woke to see harsh white walls, and smell the odor of anesthetics and medicines. He realized he was in the hospital. He sighed, he didn't know why he was here or how he had gotten there. Slowly it all started coming back to him. The bus. The crash. And Ryou. "Ryou…." he whispered, to no one in particular.
A nurse near by said, "why am I here? Or why what, dear?" Malik shook his head in frustration. This took great effort and he found he was exhausted. "No….Ry-" The nurse stopped him.
"Don't strain yourself, honey. You've been through quite an ordeal. We tried to get a hold of your sister, but we haven't been able to for some strange reason." The nurse said, then set down in front of him a tray with a wheat pancake, a little box of cereal, pine-apple orange juice, and some lightly buttered toast. (this is what my dad ate at the hospital, had to ask him what the hospital food is really like) Malik yawned and started into this light, simple breakfast, and was finished in two minutes. He looked around, already bored. He needed something to DO. He needed someone to SEE.
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Ryou got a few things, a change of clothes, and Malik's helmet, and prepared to head for the hospital, then maybe stop by Yugi's house. He hopped on his bike, and rode to the hospital, hoping Malik wasn't going to kill him, or worse, have his Yami kill him, painfully and slowly.
As he reached the big white hospital, he smiled weakly, trying to make the best of a bad situation. When he walked in, he saw a few people in blue-green smocks. He walked up to the ward clerk (the person who works in the little cubicle thing that you go to find out where people are)
"Hello? Excuse me, miss, I'm looking for Malik Ishtar's room." he said politely.
The nurse looked at him, staring at his soft snow white hair, then shook her head, as if coming out of a trance. "Yeah, room…" she looked at her clipboard, running her long, manicured nail down the list and popped her bubble gum noisily. "Room 69...floor number 2." He turned to walk around then: "Hey." Ryou stopped. "…yes?" he asked politely. "He's the sexy-looking blonde, right?" Ryou blushed. "Yeah…that's him…" he said slowly. Why was he blushing? He didn't like Malik…did he?
Yeah I know, this one took me a really long time to get up .O evil homework, writers block, and getting my internet cut off, I'll update sooner after this, I'm so sorry for those of you waiting. But I don't know how much you want me to update If you don't review! PLEASE REVIEW! IT MAKES ME WANT TO WRITE! Thanks ^^ and I know this is really short, but that's about all I could think of…making another important decision… yeah. Bai! ^^ ja ne!