Yugi's P.O.V.
We have been sitting in these uncomfortable hard hospital chairs for almost three hours now. Ryou still hasn't gotten out of surgery; I fear the worse to what has happened. When we found out that Ryou had four broken ribs, three more that were cracked, and he had a minor concussion to boot with the major signs of abuse. I felt as if I had let down a good friend for not helping him when I had the chance. If Ryou makes it out of this I hope he can forgive us.
"Earth to Yugi," Tristan's voice snapped me out on my internal thoughts. I blinked as he waved a hand in front of my face. "Hey man, the nurse just said that Bakura -I mean- Ryou has gone into recovery. His surgery went fine. He should be okay now."
I felt a slight smile touch my lips. "That's good news. So when could we go back and see him?"
"Unless you're family, no one could go back to see him. It is . . . hospital rules. I'm sorry." The nurse said. She wore pink scrubs, white tennis shoes, and a name tag with Kimono printed on it. Her mint green hair fell to her shoulders, framing her face. Her sadness reflected in her bright blue eyes.
"But Ryou has no family!" Anzu pleaded. "Please make an exception this one time!" I looked over to her dabbing her eyes with a tissue. She cries over everything now of days since Atem's passing on.
"I'm sorry, but his other records show he does have family. Someone named," she checked her clip board. "Marik Ishtar. Put under guardian." My heart stopped. What would happen if he killed Ryou while he was still trying to recover? Knowing some things that have happened thus far, I can't help but think of the worse.
Tristan then growled, "MARIK'S THE REASON FOR THIS WHOLE MESS!" I could feel everyone else's gaze land on us for Tristan's out burst. A few uncomfortable silent moments passed until the random bunches of strangers returned to what they were doing.
"Ryou has no other family, Marik has been neglecting him, and we feel as if we have failed him for not speaking up for him sooner." I said in a hushed tone.
"It's policy, and I can't allow it." Kimono said with a small sigh.
"Excuse me Kimono, but can you lead me back to see my boyfriend?" Speak of the friggin devil. Marik's silhouette appeared from behind the green haired nurse. I felt a deep hatred consume me.
"Why should she Marik?! You're the whole reason for-" I was choked off by Marik holding the millennium rod's blade to my throat. HOW THE HELL DID HE GET THIS?!
"You be quite short stack!" Marik's voice all of a sudden turned demonic. Its tone all too familiar. . . Melvin some how has gotten back into Marik's body and mind. Withdrawing the blade from my neck he turned to Kimono who was visibly shaking. "Now, you will take me to Ryou Bakura and not mention a word about what I'm going to do once I'm there. You got that? Or else . . ." He slid the cover back onto the rod's blade. "Well, you get the point." Kimono hesitantly leads the blonde Egyptian back where Ryou was recovering.
It was out of our hands now I'm affraid.