Author notes: Hey guys, I'm alive. Yeah sorry for not updating in what...2 years...again sorry. I had school, and other stuff like writers block...but yeah now I'm back so yay! Sorry for the short update guys. I will try to update Wings of an Angel soon And I will try to update my other stories as well. Thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Bakura grew stiff as he watched the tan, teen walk out the front door. He could feel water welling up in his eyes until they could not hold the teas back any longer.
"Bakura," Ryou gentle whispered in his ear. "It's okay…it-"
Bakura broke free from the younger one's grasp and fell to the floor. Teardrops were falling from his eyes, down his nose and unto the old dusted floor.
"I-I'm sorry Marik…" Bakura sobbed. "I-I'm sorry…"
Ryou tried to come up with a way to console the older teen, but could not think of anything. So he could do nothing but watch in silence as Bakura sobbed on the floor for what seemed like a life time.
"Bakura-" Ryou finally tried to calm the sobbing.
"H-He is still my friend…" Bakura whispered more to himself. "B-But why…" He trailed off as his thoughts tried to search for an answer for Marik's actions.
"I think we should go…" Ryou softly said watching Bakura as he slowly got up from the floor. "It could be dangerous if we stay here longer."
"I'm going after him." Bakura said without turning his back and heading towards the door.
"Bakura, you can't-!" Ryou yelled. But it was too late as Bakura was already out of the door running towards the woods.
The trees of the woods, were tall, and hid the sky as day started to turn to night. The faint sound of birds could be heard in the distance, but there was an eerie silence about the place that made Bakura uneasy as he made his way to the heart of the woods. As he was running thoughts were flashing through his brain.
"Marik, why are you doing this?" "What has caused you to do this?" "You are still my friend right?"
As he reached his destination, the remains of his old shed came into view, and silence soon engulfed the area. There were no more sounds, except for his own heavy breathing, the sound of snow crunching under his feet, and the gentle swish of the night breeze.
Bakura looked around, but saw no one. He slowly sat down on the ground and sighed, tears threatened his eyes again.
"Hello, Bakura…" A voice out of no where startled him.
Marik slowly walked out of the thickness of the trees, and made his way to the albino. He had water in the brim of his eyes, and a sad worn face. When he finally came up to the teen, he sat down himself and sighed. There was a mutual silence between the two.
"Marik I-" Bakura started to speak but was got off as Marik wrapped his arms around him.
"I'm so glad you're alive…" Marik sobbed into Bakura's back. "Why are you still here? You have the chance now, runaway!" Bakura pushed the man's arms away.
"Marik why are you doing this?" Bakura half yelled. "What's going on?"
"You wouldn't understand…" Marik's eyes turned towards the ground.
"Marik, you're like a brother to me…please tell me what's going on…" Bakura pleaded, and saw the man flinch at his words.
"Family…." Marik softly whispered.
"huh…?" Bakura was confused.
"That's your only hint…family." Marik said now looking into his eyes.
And as Bakura looked back he could see overwhelming sadness and pain in the other's eyes. It was a pain that seemed to be continuous. And behind the pain and sadness, there was a strange and frightening coldness, that sent fear into Bakura's heart.
"I'm going to give you another chance…You can run away." Marik got up form the ground and stared down at Bakura. "My men are not here yet, you can still escape."
"Marik…I can't." Bakura responded softly. "I don't want to leave; I don't want to be alone. And I don't want to leave you." Bakura got up from the ground himself. "If I leave, you have to come with me Marik."
A sigh came from the tan, teens lips. And he shook his head. "Bakura please…" Marik closed his eyes, and pleaded. But all he got was Bakura's silent stares. "Fine, have it your way…"
A sudden pain was shot into the back of Bakura's head. He could feel blood trick down the back of his neck. He turned around and tried to take a swing at whatever had hit him, but his vision was starting to go dark. But as he did turn he could see that he was hit from behind from one of Marik's men.
Bakura could feel himself falling backwards as the throbbing in his head increased. He felt the cold snow impact with his back as he fell down, and he could feel the blood as it flowed out of his wound.
"L-Liar…" Bakura managed to force the words out of his mouth.
"I was giving you the chance to run away." Marik shrugged.
The blackness started to fully consume Bakura's eyes. But as he was fading out he could see small tears fall down Marik's face, and his ears caught the slight phrase of "I'm sorry…" before the whole world turned dark.
Ryou went rushing out after Bakura. He finally got to the woods, but he was too late. All he saw was Bakura was on the ground bleeding, and Marik and his group were picking him up. As soon as the gang finally was hanging on the older albino teen they started to leave. And Ryou was in hot pursuit after them.
The group went walking through downtown. They even passed the gang's hideout ally. The place Ryou originally thought they were going. The group continued on for what seemed like hours until they stopped at a huge plain white building. There was a huge iron gate in front, and the widows were all blacked out. The sense of dread could be felt in the air.
Marik walked out of the group and went towards the gate, he filled with some control panel until the gates swung open and the group continued on. Ryou followed on as well.
As they entered the front door, the group disbanded. Marik went down a dark hallway, while others just waited around. The group holding onto Bakura started to descend down a flight of stairs that was to the left of the entrance. Light got thinner, and thinner as the group made their way down.
Finally, they stopped outside of a small prison cell. Marik's men threw Bakura onto the ground, and smiled as he made a slight groan. They slammed the prison cell door shut, and locked it up. The sound echoing, making the room more frightening empty.
Ryou ran over to Bakura, scared for his well-being. He was happy that Bakura's head wound had stopped bleeding, but was troubled that he could not wake him up. Ryou gently lifted Bakura's head up in his hands, and hoped that he would be alright.
Marik was making his way down the long, dark hallway. His eyes were swollen with tears. He did what he was told to do. But yet he felt empty. He made his way to a door that was at the end of the hallway. He knocked slightly before he entered.
In the room there was millions of bookcases around the room filled to the brim with thick, heavy novels. There was also a small window that shed in little light. But Marik's attention was focused on the middle of the room. There was a long, wooden desk, and behind it sat a man with cold, blue eyes, with short brown hair. It was his boss Kaiba.
"Bakura has been apprehend…sir." Marik said in a deep tone, staring straight ahead.
"Good," Kaiba responded. "You have done well Marik." He gave a snickering smile.
"When will I get what I desire?" Marik asked, his face darkening.
"Always wanting a reward are we?" Kaiba looked down at him.
"We had a deal!" Marik growled as he stepped closer to the man.
"Settle down," Kaiba laughed. "You get to see them soon enough."
"They better come back." Marik snarled.
"Threats will get you into trouble." The man smiled back.
Marik turned around to leave, but before doing so, he punched the wall, hard. Blood dripped down his knuckles as he stared at the dent in the wall. Then with a sigh he left.
As soon as the door was closed, Kaiba turned around and started to laugh.
"What a fool…" He thought to himself. But his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden phone call. There was a moments silence before he smiled.
"That's right, we have him." A pause. "Sure you can go see him right now…" After Kaiba hung up, a small sneer of a smile could be seen on his lips.
Authors notes: So how was the chapter? Sorry again for it being short. And sorry for the page breaks, but I was trying to write from diffrent sides of the story. Reviews are greatly apprechiated!