Chapter 13: The Story Of Yugi Moto And Ryo Bakura

You have come this far and I gave you my words of freedom and speech... and yet, I must ask you this favor:

Would you kindly take a certain man to really be a friend?

I just knew you have reached to the bitter end... but with a fair price to cost... What may you say you love a person such as I? To who are you and why must you be this small at my brother or my friend? I just knew you came this way to listen, but now... I must ask this at first... Would you be a woman or a man to care about dear Yami Bakura? Would you care of such like me and say you like friendship? Would you care about a man as I am? I am sure that you loved this, but I told you... I told you that I was going to tell you a little story about them and now...

I shall now tell you the story you desperately craved to eat off... Let us now tell the tale I've waited to speak for. I shall now withdraw my attention to you from me.

Now...

Let us start.

—{o}—

This is the story of Yugi Moto and Ryo Bakura... who once roamed in the town of a far part of Egypt. When they were young, they were just a man and another that argues for life and such bitter rivalry. They were just men and another that loves one man in life forever and to this day, they loved him dearly. He was a man of great prosperity and full of right with glorious sightings and might... and yet, he wonders to himself... Would he actually love them either or... sadly, just both? They simply love to hear such brutal gatherings and loved such finery of stones and balls of adequate decisions. He was a man that couldn't reveal such words... about them at first, but to this day, he never seem to mind so much for them.

When he was a boy of a prince, the great pharaoh once roam in a town unlike others... but with such good minds to give for. He was a man that loves to center less, but with such atrocity and might, he was a little perplexed and troubled. He was a man that loves to learn and listened, but with such great morals. When he was young, he was a man to himself and wanted a life of his own. As days go on, he was a little off line and way off on his own, but...

As he continues in life, he was a man to care again after the afterlife. As he grew more than a pharaoh, the boy named Ryo said that he needed some time to himself... and then... This... is where we start telling an unknown present like telling that you wished for... Here is the following tale to the story of the nameless pharaoh and the unknown pharaoh:

"...Where am I and why must I always lie in my room?" The Hikari spoke in a wavering manner. "...Where did I... see that man before? Where is my... Yami exactly?"

The man, known as, Yami Bakura... looked away and saw a look in his Millennium Ring. He was rather a man that kept a secret about him and himself as always... but with such... great morals. As he went on his way, he was rather a man with such intentions... and a different purpose. Yami Bakura was slightly a man that wanted such feelings to hold, but... with precaution. As he went away... he was rather a man that can't... recall such memories of his own. It was more of a lie that he knew who his Hikari was... but he knew it was just a little lie. He was a man that can't retrace his footing... but with such, he was a man to care at first for just one second. He simply stated a word at him and peeked at his ring.

"...Where is my Yami? Where did he go?" The Hikari questioned as he searched the ring. "...Where must he be?"

He then looked towards the back part of his former opponent. It was a boy that wanted such... great mortality and friendship... but they just... finished a game of an RPG. The RPG was actually a man that they wanted him to join... but... to Yami Bakura, he was rather a man that says the words...

"...Eh... What stupid is this?" He muttered within inside. "...I should have known that they loved to care all over again... but what is this?" He then checked his watch... and stared at them with a frown. He looked on every part of the direction of the ring. He looked left and right. "...I should have known that they like being with me... but why though? Why must they like me? Who are they really?"

"... Where is he?" Yugi Moto spoke in a very whining way. "...Have you seen him?"

"...Well... He was there before..." Ryo Bakura spoke in a sad way. "...Hey... Are we... friends at all? Are we friends exactly, Yugi?"

"...I um... don't know," he replied in a very... casual way. He simply crossed his arms at his chest. He then frowned darkly. "...You know... I um... need to talk. Did you... like me at all?"

"...What do you mean? You like me?" He asked in a look. He then scanned the room... before scowling at his face. "...And I thought you like me. Why are you...?"

"...Because I thought you like me... from years ago. I just thought that you...!" He then changed to another one upon his face. It was like he tricked him to tell the truth. "...Listen carefully... Did you... like me at all? Answer me!"

"...Why did you...?!" Ryo exclaimed so irrupted. He then... quickly made to catch the ring. He realized that he was trapped. He then changed as well... to something familiar like in the Egyptian times. He then claimed in anger, "...I should have known... mighty pharaoh... that you wanted to see me... and I... wanted him for myself!"

"...I should have known that you hated me!" He screamed at his face. "...What have you done to him? I must find him!" He quickly scattered for the ring and they struggled in hopes of their own... and to this...

This is the unknown tale I have not spoken to unknown publicity.

So... With that said, I have yet to know the conclusion of their fight with trials and judgements... but I knew it was just all, but the sake of their misuse feelings. I have not spoken in years about it and I was not a man to say the words that anew to you. As I now depart, I shall now go and say... thank you for your... friendship and truce. I am now to begone and now I shall end this tale with a farewell to life and trust. Shall I see you next time with another tale to speak and I give you my thanks.

—{o}—

I shall now go and leave, but with such great attitude you've given me... and I will let you go and say farewell. I am now to depart to go home and leave you to head where you want to go. I am now as sure to say goodbye and I... was hoping you came this way for my reason... and yet... Here are my final words to this tale.

Author's Closure Note: I am certain that this is fully what you came for... but I knew it was only so little. I am now answering your questions for you if you need anything about the story of Yu-Gi-Oh!. I am certain that I am with ease and I... apologize if it seem shortish for a tale like this.

To explain, here is a certain hint of truth:

I am not telling too much as much as I used to be... back when I... was a man that loved to tell as such of tales... but... I knew it was sad that I cannot be this pleased before. If I was to retell another tale, I am a man of choice and errors as little as I am. I just wish I knew who I was and why I am in sincere to say sorry. I am certain that I need some time to myself and I need to say my thank you for all I've given as this far as always. I am certain to tell things I didn't meant to give as of yet... but with a price to recieve. As a token to reading this far, I am now answering your questions about anything with the... overall Yu-Gi-Oh! stories... but... on one little request...

Would you kindly tell me that you would share this to your friends? I am happy to oblige to your questions and answers and I... like each of you that supported such nice words of compliments and discussions. I am certain to continue telling more, but I need you to share this all with me and for you.

So... With that said... Thank you again and I... will work upon another tale to share for you all.