Now for chapter 4
*Note: I didn't bother thinking my story through so if you have any questions just forget them. This is mostly directed at my sister, who gets confused over EVERYTHING! So, if my sister is reading this: in your face biotch! Mua ha ha!
And I called Ryou some pretty sappy names... not bad names, just sappy ones... I also pointed out that he is very pretty, 'cuz one does have to admit that he is.
Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! does not belong to me, or my friends, or me, or my friends, or me...
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Ryou's eyes fluttered open and he squinted in the bright sunlight. "What time is it?"
Ryou was surprised when he didn't get an answer or a bash over the noggin with a pillow. Then he realized why: Bakura was in jail. The silver haired angel put his head in his hands as a wave of guilt swept over him. How could he have left his yami in jail? As much as Bakura deserved to be in there, the other prisoners didn't deserve to have Bakura in with them. Ryou thought of all the things Bakura would do to someone who had done something to annoy him. "I have to get him back."
Ryou stepped out of bed and shuddered. By Jove this floor is cold, the beautiful young teen thought. He grabbed his uniform and put it on quickly, opened his window and gulped. His room was located above the garage (at the rear of the house). There was a ledge directly below the window. Ryou stepped out cautiously onto the ledge and prepared himself to jump. How does Bakura do this? Ryou thought. Bakura would always have to jump out the window when Ryou's father made an unexpected visit to his room. He leapt.
"Ow! Owowowow!" the little angel cried as he landed hard on the ground. He hadn't been able to land on his feet and thought it would be a much better idea to land on his cute behind. He rubbed his rear-end. Ryou made a mental note not to do that again and left to go retrieve his yami.
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i'mgonnakillhimimgonnakillhimimgonnakillhimimgonnakillhim... Bakura kept thinking over and over in his head. Hmm, I'm gonna kill THEM. Bakura thought of his bitch hikari. Why the fuck didn't he bail me out? Of all the things I've done for that ungrateful son of a bitch. Bakura clenched his teeth. A voice caught his attention.
"-um, yes, I would like to see my yami... I mean Bakura!"
Bakura almost smiled. So he had come to bail him out after all. I suppose a night without me has made him come to his senses.
"I'm sorry. Visiting hours are not until the afternoon, at 1 p.m. I believe."
"Oh, please..."
Bakura smiled evilly. He's gonna turn on the water works. No one could say no to a teary-eyed Ryou, not even the ever-so-evil Bakura or the ever-so-cold Seto Kaiba.
"Oh, all right."
Bakura's smile didn't fade as the cop opened the door that led to the cells; he had just done Bakura's work for him. There was no way Bakura was going to stay in jail, not as long as there was a certain Pharaoh he had to disembowel. And the locks were so easy to pick...
"Hello."
"What the-" was all the cop managed to say before Bakura knocked the fucker out. The not-actually-liberated yami then turned his attention onto his wide-eyed look-a-like.
"Oh, well if it isn't my Prince Charming coming to rescue poor, helpless me." Bakura sneered, wrapping his arms around Ryou and kissing him.
"B-b-Bakura!" Ryou gasped. "H-how did you- WHAT DID YOU DO?"
The full weight of the situation set in. Ryou was standing with an escaped convict over an unconscious deputy of justice (had to put that in). Bakura just smiled at his fearful hikari.
"I knocked out that asshole. What the fuck does it look like I did? Now we better leave before this gay bitch wakes up."
Ryou was still pissed (if it's possible for him to be). The normally quiet hikari was actually yelling. "IT DOESN'T MATTER IF WE GET OUT BEFORE HE WAKES UP! HE STILL SAW US AND THEN WE'LL GET CAUGHT!"
"Not if I knocked him out right. He probably won't remember a thing." Bakura stated simply. It was then that the tomb robber really noticed his hikari's appearance and was forced to laugh.
"What can possibly be that funny at a moment like this?" Ryou snapped.
"You look just like me."
Ryou looked at himself in the reflection of a window and almost laughed. He DID look like Bakura. In his rush to depart in zee morning he had neglected to brush his hair and therefore it stuck up like the yami's. Seeing Bakura's amusement, Ryou attempted to flatten his unruly silver locks.
"That's not the only thing." Bakura said, tucking in his young hikari's shirt (brushing his cold fingers along Ryou's lower stomach, causing the boy to involuntarily shudder) and buttoning up the school jacket. "Now you're good to go." He said this while giving Ryou a slap on the boy's behind.
Bakura dragged his smaller companion (who wanted to help the cop in some way) out of the police station. Bakura grunted. "Don't you have school to get to?"
"By Jove!" Ryou cried, giving up the struggle. He ran as fast as his legs would allow him, his darker half close on his heels.
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Yami had his head in his hands, tears staining his eyes. Why had I left him alone? Yami hated himself at that moment. There was no way he would be able to forgive himself for how he had abandoned Yugi the previous night.
~Flashback~
Yami strolled aimlessly around the streets of Domino. He was restless; Yugi's words had really unsettled him. What if there was a deranged killer on the loose? Yami contemplated whether or not he should stay with Yugi the night, despite the latter's wishes, or return to Jou's house, where he had been staying since his escape from the Sennen Puzzle. He decided on the latter but would make a detour to Yugi's house to make sure the boy was still okay. It was while walking by the house that he noticed the front door was open. He ran inside to find a headless Honda and an unconscious Yugi. Yami telephoned the police and hadn't left his hikari's side until the paramedics had threatened to tranquilize him if he didn't let them take Yugi.
The rest as they say is history (Beyblade quote, mua ha ha!)
~End Flashback~
"Quit your moping."
Yami's angry crimson eyes met cold, blue ones. "Fuck you."
"I would if I could." Seto said, slumping down beside Yami.
"Why are you here?" Yami growled, thoroughly pissed at Kaiba's attitude.
"No one was at school today." Seto said. "Honda's dead, and you and the puppy are here visiting poor, unconscious Yugi instead of spending time with poor, lonely, conscious Seto Kaiba." He said sarcastically. "As for Ryou and counterpart, they're probably off fucking or something."
"How can you be so calm?" Yami snarled. "Two people are dead. I don't give a shit about Anzu, and I never really liked Honda, but that's beside the point. There's a killer out there, Kaiba, and we don't know who it is."
"You have an idea." Seto said, reading Yami's expression.
"I think it's Bakura." Yami told him, receiving a less than positive reaction from the brunette.
"I doubt that. I can see why he would kill Anzu; we all wanted to do her in. But why Honda?"
Yami stared at his hands, which were still a little red from the window accident. "I don't think he wanted to kill Honda. I think he wanted to kill Yugi but Honda just got in the way. He wanted to get back at me."
"You stupid Pharaoh. I'm not the kind of fucked-up asshole who goes around killing people just to get back at someone. You know very well that I would just kill you, or beat you to within an inch of your life. It really depends on what mood I'm in."
Yami stared, frozen in shock, at the tomb robber leaning on his hikari.
"But, even if I was that type of pussy-ass bitch, there is one fatal flaw in your theory, Pharaoh," Bakura spat, his words full of menace, "I was in jail last night thanks to your sorry ass, you spineless son of a bitch."
Yami was still at a loss for words. Bakura was right, it couldn't have been him. The Pharaoh's face met with his hands again as he was released from his shocked paralysis.
"Why are you here?" Yami managed to get out.
Bakura put on a hurt tone. "First you get me arrested, then you accuse me of murder, and you don't even say 'hello'? I'm beginning to think you don't love me anymore."
Seto couldn't hold back a laugh at the look on Yami's face. The Pharaoh snarled, "What are you doing here?"
"We've come to visit Yugi." Ryou filled in the blanks for Yami. "We came late to school today and when we heard about Yugi we came as soon as possible. I hope he's alright."
"He'll be fine." Yami reassured Ryou. He then turned his attention back on the tomb robber, who had just taken on a genuine serious expression.
"You are right about one thing: there is a killer on the loose, and I wanna know who it is." Bakura said.
"So, what'd I miss?" a rather tall, blonde boy said zipping up his trousers. Seto smiled inwardly as he caught a glimpse of something he shouldn't have: SPONGEBOB BOXERS!
Seto pretended to ignore the attractive teen in front of him and said, "Extremely sexy and rich bastard has an idea." The others looked at him in disgust and interest. That was Seto Kaiba for you. Pompous, conceded, sexy, rich Seto Kaiba. "We do all remember what happened one year ago yesterday."
~Flashback~
"Well that was a fucking waste of time. Shit, this bitch is prettier than most of those girls." Bakura said, holding Ryou in his arms. They had just left a Teenage Beauty Pageant and the tomb robber was full of melancholy because he wasn't allowed to make out with his hikari because it was 'distracting to the contestants'. Ryou's only reply was a soft moan as Bakura licked his ear lobe. Over and over again.
"Oh, c'mon, it wasn't that bad!" Jou said. The pageant had been his idea; he wanted to get Seto Kaiba out of his mind. For a few weeks he had been thinking almost nonstop about him and was hoping that the pageant would rid him of those thoughts.
"Just get in the car, mutt." Seto growled. He too was in a foul mood, though for a slightly different reason. Despite all of the brunette's best efforts, he could not focus on the pageant, or anything else for that matter, because all his thoughts would be interrupted by Jou; and rather disturbing sexual activities with said person. His mood grew evermore foul when he learned that Yami would be driving. The group filed into the car. Yami in the driver's seat (duh!), Seto on the passenger's side (even if he had wanted to sit in zee back with the commoners, his long legs would not allow it). Yugi sat behind Yami, Jou was in the middle, his legs stretched out in between the two front seats, and Bakura (Ryou on his lap) were behind Seto, much to the latter's dismay. There was no way this was going to be a peaceful car ride.
Several hours later...
Seto stared out the window. Where the hell are we? They were driving along a highway that the CEO didn't know existed. Why couldn't Yami just stop and ask for directions back to Domino? Seto didn't even bother to turn around when his seat received a kick, which had been receiving kicks the entire car ride from Bakura and Ryou (hint, hint!). The aggravated teen continued to stare out the window, hoping that by some miracle he would see Domino City over the next bend.
"Yami, maybe we should ask for directions." Yugi received no reply from his yami.
"Ah, Yugi, just relax!" Jou said opening anouther can of beer. They had stopped off at a corner store to buy several six-packs of beer and Jou had finished off nearly all the packs. Needless to say he was piss-drunk. He then stood up through the sunroof and started yelling obscenities into the night sky.
"Jou!" Yugi cried trying to pull his friend back into the car. "Get down!"
Seto removed his gaze from the window and let it fall on the blonde mutt, or rather, his crotch. The brunette didn't complain. He liked the view.
WHUMP!
Seto stared in horror as Jou was hit by a branch and was knocked out of the car and sent rolling on the pavement.
"Jou!" Yugi cried. Yami turned around and-
WHUMP!
Yami screeched to a stop, much to Seto's dismay. The latter hadn't bothered to buckle himself in (Ryou and Bakura hadn't either, but the yami had a very firm grip on his hikari) and because of this he was now bleeding from a cut above his right eyebrow.
"You fucking idiot! What the hell-"
Seto's words of wrath were silenced as he turned to look at a body in the road. "Jesus Christ." He muttered. The group filed out of the car in silence. Seto inspected the front of the car and groaned. The left headlight had been smashed in. It was his car.
"What did we do?" Yugi whispered. The others just stared at the body of a man lying in front of the car. Yami inched cautiously closer to the body and bent down to take its pulse. Nothing. Yami drew his hand away quickly, half expecting the man to open his eyes and strangle him to death.
"Dead." Yami said. Nobody moved until they heard a groan. Seto turned his head to look at the other body in the road. He muttered something that the others didn't hear and moseyed (i love that word!) on over to Jou. The others were still in shocked silence when he returned with Jou draped over his shoulder, one hand resting on the Jou's firm behind to keep him from falling. Or so Seto wants us to think... (*diabolical laugh*)
"Any ideas?" Seto said more than asked this.
"We have to call the police." Yugi said.
"No fucking way." Bakura growled. "No fucking way I'm going to jail." (And then one year later he's arrested. Go fig.)
"We have to!" Yugi said once more, basically pleading.
"Yugi's right." Ryou winced as Bakura's grip around his wrist tightened painfully. "We have to turn ourselves in."
"No." Yami said, surprising everyone else. The ever-so-noble Pharaoh was actually suggesting hit-and-run.
"What?" Yugi yelled, utterly flabbergasted and a tad hurt. Yami was supposed to agree with him.
"I do not want to go to this 'jaol' place." Yami said. "Let's just go."
"The all-powerful Yami is afraid of the big bad scary jail place." Seto smirked. Yami snarled.
"For once the Pharaoh is right." Bakura said. "This pussy's dead, he's not going to tell anyone."
"It doesn't matter," Ryou said. "The police will catch us as soon as they find the body. We should just turn ourselves in."
"And hope for the best? Fuck that." Bakura snarled. His snarl was soon replaced by an evil smile. "The cops can't catch us if they can't find the body. I say we dump him somewhere."
He bent over and lifted the guy halfway. "Fuck, this is one tubby bitch. Hey, Pharaoh, a little help?"
Yami picked up the man's legs and he and the tomb robber carried the man to the trunk and waited while Seto opened it, taking his jolly sweet time.
"Get on with it!" Bakura hissed. Seto popped open the trunk with his free hand and the Pharaoh and tomb raider dumped the body into the trunk. Bakura slammed the trunk shut just as a van rounded the corner. The van slowed to a stop as it reached the group and the front window rolled down to reveal Mai Kujaku.
"Now what are you imbeciles doing out past your bed-time?"
"None of your goddamn business bitch." Bakura snarled.
"Go fuck yourself." Mai spat.
"Why do you think I have this little pussy?" Bakura said, hugging Ryou closer to him and licking his ear to emphasize his point.
"Oh God! The mutt just drooled on me!"
Seto looked disgustedly at the wet patch on his long coat, courtesy of Jou. While the rest of the group dealt with Mai, Seto walked to the backseat and dropped Jou onto the seat. Unfortunately for the sexy brunette, the cuff of his sleeve got caught on the other's belt. Seto groaned and attempted to remove it when his hand was grabbed by the owner of the belt. Jou had regained consciousness and was now holding Seto's hand tightly. The latter tried to pull away but the mutt's grip was too tight. He watched as his hand was brought to Jou's mouth and he felt the blonde's warm tongue against his fingers. Seto's eyes widened as he was pulled forcefully into the backseat and felt his lips dominated by Jou's and he found himself wanting more. His tongue snaked out into Jou's mouth and explored every inch of the cavern before returning to its own mouth. Seto broke the kiss and rolled off of Jou and into the front seat as the others returned to the car. Jou had once more passed out. "Damn dog." Seto muttered.
"So, do we know where we are now?" Seto asked in his usual arrogant manner.
"Shut up." Bakura spat, knocking Jou off the back seat and sitting down with Ryou on his lap. Mai must have won the argument, Seto thought, otherwise he wouldn't be this bitchy.
Yami slid into the driver's seat but was pushed out by Seto. "It's your fault we're in our current predicament. I'm driving." Yami grumbled, but said nothing. "Sit in the back, the Chihuahua can't stay on the floor."
Yami picked Jou off the floor and pushed him into the passenger seat and then sat himself.
"I'm not coming." Yami looked at his hikari, standing with his arms crossed in the middle of the road. Defiance and fear shone in his violet eyes. Yami sighed, got out of the car and picked up Yugi and carried him into the automobile.
"Hey! PUT ME DOWN!" Yugi cried before being tossed into the backseat, Yami following closely.
"You can start driving any time now." Bakura said. Seto froze; he didn't know how to get back. Shit.
"Turn the car around and make a left at the intersection." Yami said before leaning back in his seat and letting his eyelids fall shut.
No one spoke as they reentered Domino and headed for the docks. Seto parked the car at the farthest pier, hoping that this one wasn't used often. He opened his door and stepped out, the cold wind whipping through his hair. The brunette wrapped his coat tighter around him and walked to the back of the car and popped the trunk. He tapped on the rear window and both side doors opened as Bakura and Yami emerged. They picked up the man, Bakura slipping the guy's wallet into his pocket, and edged to the end of the pier.
"This is it." Yami whispered. His words were whisked away by the howling wind. They dumped the body into the water and hurried back to the car. They drove off in silence.
~End Flashback~
Bakura snorted. "Yeah, some guy we killed is coming back to kill us all. Give me a fucking break. The guy was dead."
"How the hell do you know? We don't know how well Yami can check pulses." Seto retorted. "For all we know the guy could have just been knocked out."
"He was dead." Yami said.
"So wuz the guy in 'I know what you did last summer' but 'e came back. Twice!" Jou said, defending Seto for some reason. "Wait a second...What guy? We killed a guy?"
"Yes, you moron. Maybe if you want me to stop calling you canine implications then you should stop acting like you have the same intelligence as one." Seto hissed.
"He was unconscious, Kaiba. He didn't know, and we didn't bother to tell him." Yami defended the blonde, who looked like he was about to tear Kaiba a new one. "I'll fill you in later." Yami said to Jou, who in turn calmed down.
"Just 'cuz it happened in a crap-ass horror flick doesn't mean it's possible in real life." Bakura said.
"No, but it's beginning to feel like a horror movie." Seto said. "It's as if we're being watched."
~#Cue X-Files music#~
"Terrifying." Yami said calmly.
"No kiddin'." Jou agreed. "But, whut if the guy really ain't dead and is comin' to kill us... Do we even know who 'e wuz?"
"We've been through this," Seto sighed, "no."
"His name was Shadi, or something. I don't remember his last name." They all stared at the speaker, Bakura, who just shrugged. "I stole his wallet, so what?"
"Ok, even if the killer is this 'Shadi' character, we still don't know where he is or when he'll strike again." Yami said. "What are we going to do?"
"There's only one thing we can do. We have to draw the killer out." Bakura declared.
"And how do you suppose we do that?" Seto asked in his 'i-don't-really-give-a-shit' attitude.
"Simple." Bakura smiled deviously. "Party at Ryou's."
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So that is the end of the fourth chapter. It took rather long, at least when compared to the how long it took me to write the other chapters...
So I hope you found this chapter enjoyable and keep watching the skiis, I mean skies!
*Note: the next chapter might not come up for a while 'cuz it's no longer the week-end and I'm kinda out of ideas.
