"A magic show...to just vanish?" she growled standing upright rubbing her back. "ow that hurt."
Bakura appeared a few feet away from Kaiba Corp and walked hurriedly towards a familiar spot.
The door opened and Roland with a couple guards came rushing in. "are you alright?" he asked and I nodded. Looking at the bracelet she nodded it was blinking, "sorry I must've hit it when I fell, everything's alright, go ahead and leave I have work to finish up." nodding they left and she sighed.
Only a few minutes after Bakura had left Kaiba Corp, he found himself sitting in a bar with a mug of beer in his hand.
Only a couple minutes passed and she dropped the box in the closet and grunted noticing the knives on the pods and grabbed them slipped them into her bag. With a chuckle she left the building
Four beers later, Bakura was officially wasted.
She made it to Ryou's house and once she found it was empty, walked to the bar, gently opening the door. Just like she expected he was sitting at the bar with empty glasses around him. Walking over, she jammed each of the knives into the table before him, "you left these." she growled.
Bakura looked up at her, a mist having fallen in his eyes. He looked hopelessly confused.
"You're pathetic, you know that?" she sighed, "I bet you can't even walk straight."
He stood up, glaring darkly at her. "Can so!" he slurred angrily, picking up a knife and jamming it into his pocket.
"Oh, so you can stand, I'm proud of you, now walk, without stumbling." she said standing beside him still.
He barred his fangs at her and walked in a straight line perfectly, surprising even himself as he did so. "Ha!"
"Congrats, I'm proud of you." she sighed, "bet you can't walk home without stumbling." she grinned evily
He flashed her the finger before slamming his fist on the counter. "CAN SO!" he screamed defiantly, and shoved the door open to walk home.
"Point for me." she placed some money on the bar, plenty enough to pay for his drinks then followed him out the door.
Bakura was currently walking the opposite was, though he was doing it without stumbling.
She followed him at a distance, her arms crossed not care if he noticed or not.
Bakura continued walking aimlessly, thinking he was on his way to the house. He muttered incoherent words as he walked.
/where is he going?/ she thought following after him. Still silent /and what is he mumbling?/
After about an hour, it was clear that he was lost, though he kept on walking. "Gonna do it, gonna find it, gonna make it, gonna kill it..." he murmured.
"This is ridiculous," she sighed. "he's drunk and lost." her arms relaxed to her side as she still followed him
They made their way towards the edge of town before Bakura suddenly grinned and sat under a tall oak tree. "Gonna do it, gonna find it, gonna make it, gonna kill it!" he exclaimed happily.
She stopped, now standing before him, "you have no idea where you are, do you?" she said more to herself than to him.
Bakura smiled up at her, looking eerily like Ryou, though still having Bakura's piercing crimson eyes. "Gonna do it, I did, Gonna find it, I did, Gonna make it, I did, Gonna kill it..."
"You're pathetic, you know? Try not to stab me until we get home alright?" she leaned over and slung his arm over her shoulders helping him up.
He looked utterly confused. "I can stand!" he snapped, though he did it in a lighthearted tone completely unlike his natural voice.
She ignored him and walked him towards his house.
Bakura slapped her hands away, stumbling slightly but remaining upright. "Get away!" he said angrily. "Go away!"
"No, you're drunk and lost." she moved back to his side, "I won't touch you but I'm going to make sure you get home."
"Me? DRUNK?" He laughed a lighthearted, airy laugh. "I never get drunk because I have such a high tolerance!" Bakura slurred.
"Yea, sure. You're so right. You're not drunk, how foolish of me," she stopped at the stairs leading to his door, turning towards him to see if he'd trip or not.
"At last you see things my way!" he said happily, going into his house. "My pockets are supper heavy..." He giggled.
"I bet, King of Thieves." she said following him inside, she was determined to make sure he made it to bed alright.
Bakura started emptying his pockets. A necklace here, a solid gold ring there, and so one spilled from his jacket as he lifted each object to make a comment like, "Pretty!"
She stood across the room watching him, annoyed. /Just go to bed so I know you'll be alright/ she thought to herself.
But he did no such thing. He started wandering the house aimlessly.
She stayed out of his way, watching him, making sure he didn't stumble or fall. /Why am I still here?/
Finally, Bakura sat down with a plop. He looked over towards the wall, grinning and waving. "Hello!"
facepalm "he's worse than drunk," she whispered to herself. /getting him to drink water would be pointless/
Bakura frowned. "Me? I'm not drunk! You're just like the girl!" He paused as if waiting for a response. "I'M NOT TIRED!"
She glanced over at the spot he was yelling at and then back at him, /Ryou?/ she thought but remained silent.
"I DON'T WANNA!" Bakura complained, turning around and standing up. "AND STOP YELLING!" He paused. "I WON'T YELL IF YOU DON'T!"
She remained silent, listening, watching him argue with Ryou, though she couldn't see or hear him.
Bakura stomped his foot. "I REFUSE!" He was growing irrationally angry. "I WILL IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP!" Bakura stomped into the kitchen, grabbing a knife.
Flinches, but watches him, not moving. As he picks up the knife she stands upright, waiting.
Bakura thrusted the knife deeply into his chest, suddenly dropping to his knees and coughing up a thin trail of blood, "H-Heheheh... Thought I wouldn't do it, huh?" he taunted the air in front of him.
"Shit." she growled rushing towards him falling to her knees pulling out her cell phone, "you drunken idiot!" she yelled. Raising the cell phone to her ear she held it up with her shoulder and held the wound closed.
"I'm not an i-" He coughed, more blood coming up. It seemed that the knife's tip had pierced something vital.
"Damn it." she growled and within moments there was an ambulance out front, "you are absolutely an idiot, and I swear to god if you die Bakura." she hissed as there were more people around him pushing her away.
"Told you..." Bakura murmured almost silently as he began to black out. In his final moments of strength, he whispered, "Ryou..."
