Ah, hey there again
Thank you so much for all of the support u It really makes me happy when my readers actually care. This story has been such a ride, HOO BABY. This chapter is still eight, it's just the second part :/ I'm sorry ~ but hey on the bright side, IT'S FALL! AND I'M FIFTEEN NOW! *still not accepted into the adult society* So this part is longer than the first part, I tried to make it lengthy for you guys It's not a SERIOUS SERIOUS OMG SH*T'S GOIN DOWN BRO chapter, it's more on the chillax side. The next part is probably going to be serious because I like de angst. Is this story angst? Huh. Tell me
PART ZWEI.
"Get a room open, stat!" A frantic nurse shouted, as others stood with shocked expressions around the emergency room. "Move it!"
The hospital bustled and buzzed with excited interns and older veteran medical personnel as they scrambled to prepare an examination room. A duo of trainees grabbed a small cart, donning gauze, bottles medicines, and a monitor. Everything was in motion.
A vigilant citizen who had been gazing outside had alerted the front desk to a cab with a group of what looked like bloodied children clambering out. Emergency faculty were dashing towards them before they even reached the doors.
"Please, let us check you out dear!" A young woman pleaded with Ryou as he tried to wrench his arm from her.
"No! I want bakura! Lemme go!" He sobbed, twisting and scratching frustratedly as a taller male came to restrain him.
Malik was being stared at warily as he simply tugged off his rain and blood soaked shirt and sat in a waiting room chair, watching with interest at the commotion the white head was causing.
"Um…sir, we need to sit you in an exam room…" A small voice came, a short brunette nurse tapping his shoulder.
"I'm fine though,"
"But you don't understand, it's protocol…"
"Do I look like I'm hurt?"
"Well no—"
"Do I sound like I'm hurt?"
"No—"
"Have a nice day, miss." He said, smiling and standing up to move to the seat next to him, refusing to make eye contact with her.
With a huff, she moved on to the rest of the teenagers taking up space in the hospital.
"What about you, young lady?"
"…"
"Oh! Sorry youre… I only saw you from behind!"
"That's alright," Marik laughed good heartedly. It wasn't like he got mistaken for a girl often. It was hard to tell sometimes, especially from the back.
"I need you to come to the exam room with me."
"Uh…no."
"What?"
"No. Ask those two, they'll comply." He said, staring her straight in the face and jerking his head in the direction of yami and yuugi, who were sitting idly in each others arms watching Ryou with worried expressions.
"Sorry miss," Yami's voice came, suddenly next to them. "I'll have all of us with you in just a moment, excuse my friend's rudeness."
"Thanks…thank you. I'll get a few extra stretchers set up in the room so you have something to rest on." The nurse said, before scurrying away.
Marik stared with an open mouth at yami, who just sauntered off. If he could just get his hands around that idiots neck…
"Son, son I'm going to need you to clam down!" The male doctor said sternly, his nametag reading 'Kanou utsuruji'.
"Let go of me!" Ryou shouted, sinking his fingernails into the doctors forearms. Utsuruji hissed and grabbed the frantic teen roughly by his shoulders.
"Listen to me!" He roared, shaking Ryou once sharply. His voice resonated throughout the otherwise empty waiting room, stunning Ryou and everyone else for that matter.
"Were here to help you," He began, softer. "I know youre worried about your brother."
Ryou wanted to yell at them that they weren't brothers, it was something way deeper than that. He chose instead to just stare at the man with a stubborn expression.
"So were going to try to keep him alive." He finished, standing with the upset teen.
"As for the rest of you, into the examination room. No whining."
"Who do you think you are?" Malik challenged, crossing his arms over his bare chest.
"Malik, just do what he says." Yami hissed, looking at the blonde with contempt.
"Shut up Atem." Marik said, annoyed to the brink of no return.
"How dare you—"
"HA. SILENCED." Malik laughed, being obnoxiously loud.
"Guys, can't we just get along and do what these nice people are asking of us? They only want to help, and they're here for our benefit. Really, I'm disappointed in everyone's behavior this evening…" Yuugi chastised, quieting the group.
Everyone at that point decided to calm down, the adrenaline from the night finally starting to dissipate.
"Fine, but my bed better be the best out of everyone elses." Marik said tiredly, flipping his hair dramatically to make a point. "I'm high maintenance."
"Ugh…" Bakura groaned, opening his eyes and immediately shutting them when they were bombarded by bright lights. His arm was attached to an IV with a clear liquid pumping through a needle in his thin hand. He sneered at the thin metal rod in his body. Whatever was being fed into him, it sure did sting.
"Hunh, you're awake." Chuckled a deep voice, one that bakura didn't like very much.
"What are you doing here, brat?" Bakura grunted.
"I think the person who's paying for your bill deserves a bit more of a greeting than that, don't you?" Kaiba said coldly.
"No."
"Well then. And I'm the brat?"
"Why are you paying my bill anyways? I'm not a charity case."
"Well, think of it as—"
"I don't have the energy to think, just tell me." Bakura groaned, letting his eyes close. He really hated the position he was in at the moment. His vision was blurry because he was hopped up on drugs, he had a needle in his hand that kept stabbing him when he moved, and the sheets on the hospital bed were itchy.
"Ugh, you're a waste of my time…" Kaiba concluded, standing from his seat and straightening out his suit.
"Tell me, ra! I'm not in the best mood, if you haven't noticed." Bakura hissed.
"Tch, if you MUST know, this is my hospital. Unfortunately for me, you and your friends decided to cause trouble and the poor sap who schlepped you over here in his less than acceptable transportation dropped you off in one of my family's owned facilities."
"Um, what?"
"This is my property, and since you're on it, you owe me a favor." Kaiba said with an exasperated sigh.
"…Why didn't you just say that…whatever. You need to get laid, kid." Bakura said rolling his eyes and placing his hand on his hip under the white linen he was wrapped in.
"Why do I even try to be civil with you…" Kaiba growled, rubbing his temples. "The point is, youre indebted to me." He said, smirking when bakura's eyes widened.
"What? Knowing you, I'll get charged like 10 times more than what the bill really is!" Bakura protested, sitting up quickly to glare at the grinning teen.
"I didn't say you had to pay with money, which you don't have."
"….Eww, I'm not having sex with you."
"Th-that's not what I meant!" Kaiba shouted, turning his head irately before glaring at the chortling yami. "You're going to pay me back in hard labor!"
"Babies?" Bakura asked, looking confused. "Men can't have babies."
"NO. WORK."
"Oh, that kind. Yeah, whatever. Get out of my room, so I can sleep."
"Is that all? Really? You have no hospitality for your visitors, you know."
"What, do you want a kiss or something?"
"Excuse me?"
"Just saying. It doesn't take an idiot to realize I'm desirable."
"…Well—"
"AHAHAHA, YOU ACTUALLY THOUGHT ABOUT IT? C'MERE SUGAR."
"I really detest you, spirit!" Kaiba shouted, storming out of the hospital room, with a reddened face and little to no patience.
That's all I had time to type, sorry gais. But yeah, the second part had a bit of a lighter tone to it than most of the other chapters, and it had a lot of dialogue between characters. I'm going to make it all serious for you guys again, don't sweat it! And the Kaiba and Bakura thing, I realized is absolutely entertaining to write about. I already have ideas swimming around about their next encounter, which of course would be bakura paying out his debts. This is going to be a very long ongoing story, if you haven't realized by now LOL. After all of the SRRS BZNS PLZ stuff is out of the way, I can start writing silly stories with akefia in it :D Because this story is actually a gigantic prelude to anything that had to relate to akefia. I'll explain it next part of this chapter, I don't want the author's thing to be too long!
