Note: Whew! Okay I'm ready to write again. I know its kind of slow but soon more characters will come in to speed it up.
Lara woke up the next feeling like hell, she looked up at the ceiling and wished she could go back to sleep, but she knew she couldn't.
Outside she could hear people talking, horses pulling wagons and kids yelling for each other, she rubbed the side of her face and moaned a little.
She sat up a few moments later, she looked down to see Bakura drooling on his pillow, she rolled her eyes and pushed the soft blanket off her. She looked around the room, trying to figure out where she was at. She heard people outside the room talking as they walked by, talking about the fight that happened last night.
She looked down at her right hand that was bruised and still red, she rubbed it softly and looked back up, outside the window she saw other buildings and part of a blue sky. She realized a moment later that she couldn't move her right hand, she looked back down at it and figure she broke it.
Lara sniffled at the sharp pain when she tried to move her figures, she looked behind her to look at Bakura, she debated on rather or not to wake him.
Should I travel with him? He is a good body guard, hmmm…what if he wants to travel with me for the wrong reasons? Would he go through all this trouble just to sleep with me?
Lara debated and debated, she finally decided to travel with him, manly because she wanted to get her hand fix since it was distracting her from debating.
With her left hand, she shook Bakura by his shoulder and ordered him to wake up, he grunted a little and pushed her hand away, a few moments later his eye opened to see Lara looking down at him. They both stared at each other for a few moments until Lara informed him,
"My hand is broken from last night's fight, where is the nearest hospital here?"
"How the hell should I know? I got here two nights ago" Bakura forced himself to lay on his back and sigh.
"You're big help" Lara sighed and looked down at her hand, suddenly Bakura's hand grabbed her right wrist and pulled it over for him to look out, Lara yelped and tried to pull away, only to hurt herself even more. His grip on her was strong, he examined her hand as he still laid on his back.
"Yep, its broken" he declared and released her hand.
"Wow really? I would have never had guess, you know, being my own hand and all, thanks doc!" Lara gave a fake smile at him as she carefully held her hand.
"All right smartass, why don't you find yourself a doctor while I get some sleep?" Bakura raised a brow.
"Um, no, you're coming with me" Lara stood and fixed her skirt and shirt with only her left hand. She also fixed her short black hair and shoes. Bakura growled and got out of bed a few moments later.
He pulled his blood red coat over his shoulders and waited for Lara to be done preening herself. He shifted his weight to his right side and watched her in boredom.
"Oh come on, you're going to do all this with a broken hand?" Bakura rubbed the side of his head and sighed.
"There's nothing wrong with looking nice" she glared at him as she pulled the hood over her head,
"Okay, lets go"
In the streets which was very crowed for the morning, Lara walked close to Bakura, she noticed she only came up to his elbow, she was around 4'11" while Bakura seemed to be around 6'4"
Lara kept her broken hand up to her waist and held Bakura's wrist with her left, she watched people's feet walk by as she let Bakura guide her. A few moments later they were at a small hospital.
The doctor, who was old and didn't care about the pale girl sitting on a chair with a broken hand, examined her hand and said,
"Yes I can fix it, but its going to be a long time for her hand to fully heal" the doctor looked up at Bakura who shrugged his shoulders.
"I would advise you not to lift heavy things with it" he turned to Lara who was paying close attention to him.
The doctor worked on her hand for about five minutes before he finally wrapped it.
"Now, you need to make sure your wife doesn't over work it, if so, she could permanently damage her hand" the doctor stood as he spoke to Bakura.
"I'm not his wife"
"She's not my wife"
"O? Its just I know who you two are so I just thought…" The doctor smiled and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Thanks doctor" Lara smiled at him and left the room, leaving Bakura to pay the doctor.
"Fifty dollars! Your hand cost me fifty dollars!" Bakura snarled as they walked into the streets, Lara rolled her eyes and ignored his complaining.
"Shut up and lets get out of here, I'm suppose to meet someone in the next town over" Lara looked at the horses for sale and began to talk to the owner.
"Who are you suppose to meet?" Bakura forced Lara to turn to him, he glared down at her with a hateful look on his face,
"A friend that I promised I would meet, she's having some trouble and wants me to be there for her" Lara pulled away and added,
"Don't give me that hateful look again or I'm not traveling with you"
Bakura sighed in what sounded like relief. He looked down at her as she talked to the owner of the horses, a few minutes later they bought two horses and guided them to the street.
Bakura placed his hand on Lara's butt and pushed her up onto the horse, he gave her a wicked smile and walked over to his awaiting horse. Lara tried to hide her blushing under her hood but had to look up to see where she was guiding the horse.
The two ordered the horses to take off running into the large crowed that quickly separated, the dashed passed the entrance and made their way into the large open desert, heading for a large town where awaits Lara's friend.
