Suddenly I was back on the floor, with Pharaoh on top of me, and his knee in between my legs rather uncomfortably pressed against some fragile parts. He leaned over top of me, eyes big and sparkly, and inches from my face.
"Forgive me, just being near you gives me a sense of nostalgia. I figure acting on it will help…"
No! I don't want him to remember me! I pushed him away with one hand. He really was lighter than me, even in this copy of Ryou's body.
"Get off!"
He frowned almost thoughtfully and sat back, his eyes searching mine. I scooted away. Something had to be done. If he comes to remember anything, if he already did remember anything, my days of freedom were shot.
"Yami!" I said, using the name that Yugi gave him instead of calling him Pharaoh, "Get a hold of yourself! There are reasons why I don't want you to remember, and you don't need to know those reasons. So whatever you accidentally stumble upon, I don't ever ever want you to act on it!"
"Don't tell me what to do, tomb robber, I'm trying to remember here. You're breaking my concentration."
I didn't like where this was going. At least he hadn't called me by the Ra-forsaken pet name "kitten"yet. I stood up and marched over to the door.
"Hey!" he shouted, "Where do you think you're going?"
"I'm going to find my hikari and leave!"
I swung the door open and slammed it behind me. There was Yugi and Ryou coming up the stairs at the start of the hall. Ryou got one look at me and started to tremble. Oh how typical.
"We're going back to the apartment, brat, come on!"
His brown eyes widened and he inclined his head in a mini bow of fearful respect. Yugi gave a sniff and walked in front of Ryou, holding his arms out defensively.
"You're not taking him!"
"Is that so?"
I took a step forward, both hands clenched in fists by my sides.
"Is that a threat?" I asked.
I raised a fist.
"A challenge?" I asked again.
Yugi, of course, backed down like I expected him to. Pharaoh would be angry if I laid so much as a finger on him, I knew, but the fact is I didn't. I'll probably never have to. He's an ever bigger wimp that my hikari. I stood in front of Ryou, arms crossed.
"Well? What are you waiting for, my invitation? Move!"
I spun him around by his shoulders and gave him a shove to get going. Halfway down the stairs I heard Pharaoh open the door and march to the top of the stairs.
"Bakura," he growled.
I wasn't going to stop for him.
"Tomb robber!" Pharaoh shouted, "I'm trying to get your attention!"
Ryou had to pause and sit down to put on his sneakers. The little runt took them off "politely" when he came in. I never so much as kick mine off even at our own apartment unless I was ready for bed. Rage boiled in my blood, but I knew I would have to keep it down until I was well away from this stupid game shop. Pharaoh was at the bottom of the stairs behind me.
"Kitten…" Pharaoh slurred softly.
I think that just by him saying that caused me to burst a blood vessel in my hand. That could hurt later. I spun and pointed at him accusingly.
"Don't remember anything! Don't you dare!"
He had a bemused smirk on his face.
"I have your little secret now, Bakura, and its absolutely delicious. Thank you for coming over, kitten… I couldn't have remembered that without you."
There was a tug on my shirt sleeve. I looked down at Ryou. He had his shoes on now. Thank Ra.
Pharaoh continued to muse, almost to himself, "Still too many holes… How did the story end? Bakura, you must tell me more. How did things come about that we came here to present day?"
"Nooo!" I screamed with fury.
That had double meaning. I didn't want to answer his questions, and how could he have possibly remembered anything from just shoving me on the floor? I would cry, if I had any tears left to shed… No tears since Kruelna. I never deserved to suffer back then, and I'm not about to let myself suffer now!
I opened the door shoved Ryou out onto the pavement and slammed the door behind me. I need to get back to that apartment so I can think. I sent myself back into spirit form and into the Ring around Ryou's neck.
⁄⁄Home. ⁄⁄ I ordered mentally, ⁄⁄Now. ⁄⁄
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Review! By the way, ⁄according to my Word processor is different than /. / ⁄/⁄ / ⁄See? I have found a cure for the Yami-Hikari talking! (Took me long enough.)
