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Warnings: Yaoi obviously.
Pairings: (Yami) Bakura/Yami, Seto/Ryou, Malik/Yugi and others I think. . .
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Fading Light
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Chapter Four
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"Are you sure? Bakura might want you there too." Yugi spoke into the phone. "That's not true! Bakura does too want you around! I know you were a pharaoh and all, but do we need to get someone to knock some sense into you? I'm sure Yami Malik will have no problem with it." He teased, then sighed, "Alright, I'll leave the door unlocked. Tell Ryou that we hope there's nothing wrong. Bye." He hung up and leaned back into the warm arms surrounding him.
"Bakura being stubborn again?" Malik asked softly.
"When is he not being stubborn? All Yami wants is to know is that his feelings aren't being wasted." Yugi shook his head. "Has Bakura always been like this?" He wondered.
"No." Malik shook his head. "He used to be exactly like Ryou." He sighed.
"Really? Kinda disturbing now that I think about it." Yugi smiled. "What happened to him?"
Malik shrugged, "Life I guess. I don't know many details. What did Yami say?" He asked as he leaned back against the pillow as Yugi grabbed the two controllers that they had abandoned when the phone had rang. They began playing the PlayStation 2 again, Yugi leaning back in Malik's arms.
"Just that he was leaving the hospital and he'll be home sometime late tonight." Yugi replied, feeling bad for his yami.
"In other words, we won't see him until tomorrow." Malik summed the situation up. It wasn't the first time that Yami had gone off on his own. Malik knew though, where the pharaoh went when he left. There was an abandoned building on the other side of the city where Yami could be alone and reflect. Malik had respected his privacy and had not intruded.
"Yep." Yugi nodded as he sighed. "Which gives us the evening to ourselves. You staying the night?" He asked, looking up into bright purple eyes.
Malik smiled. "Of course." He kissed the small nose in front of him and then the two got back to their game.
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Bakura watched the body in the large bed. Ryou looked smaller now that the bed seemed to swallow him up. It had been a few hours since the doctor, Bakura couldn't remember his name at the moment, had checked Ryou over. There had been numerous tests that Bakura couldn't stay for no matter how much Ryou pleaded.
Among the tests were blood work, and a few CAT scans. Now they had to wait until the morning to find out the results. Sighing to himself, Bakura gently tucked the sleeping boy in then lay down on the couch across from the bed. He wanted to get out of here, it reminded him too much of the way he had been before. He'd sent Ryou to the hospital more than he could remember before and now he felt guilty.
Looking at Ryou again to make sure the boy was asleep, he settled down and stared out the window. Now that everything had calmed down again he could reflect on the day, being a creature of darkness, the night gave him a sense of comfort. He sighed and closed his eyes as he remembered how Yami had just walked out of the room without saying a word. He had looked so hurt that now, Bakura felt guilty.
"I have no reason to feel guilty though." Bakura reasoned. "I was worried about Ryou, there's nothing wrong with Yami. At least. . .not life threatening." He shook his head to clear his mind of the thoughts. He didn't like thinking of losing anyone whom had grown close to him. He'd never admit it out loud, but he liked the group he had been accepted into.
Sure, Joey was a little. . .'blonde' at times and Tristan was a little over protective of everyone. Mai, okay, she was cool and she kept the annoying friend speech girl quiet most of the time with a little tongue action. Seto was a tightass, but had loosened up after being with Ryou for so long. Yugi had stayed the same, though now had a mischievous side that Bakura liked, and it was all thanks to Malik and his yami, though Yami Malik would have denied all contact. And then Yami. . .
Yami was the only one that Bakura really felt connected too, with the exception of Ryou. They were both the same, and yet in the same ways different. He couldn't explain it, but he liked being around the pharaoh.
"Then tell him that." A soft voice from the other side of the room interrupted his musings.
Bakura blinked and looked toward the bed to find Ryou awake. "You should be sleeping." The spirit got up from the couch and moved toward the bed, sitting beside the body on the hard mattress.
Ryou smiled softly. "I was, but you were thinking a little loudly and you didn't block me off like you usually do." He said as his hand found Bakura's, locking their fingers. "You need to tell him Bakura. I know Yami's strong, but he's starting to doubt what you two have. I know you aren't the type to just sit down and act domestic, but sometimes it's nice to hear things. Like how much you love him." Ryou hinted.
Bakura got the hint and looked away.
"Bakura." Ryou's voice was slightly stronger. "You do love him, I know you do, you know you do, everyone knows you do. The only one that doesn't know is the one that should. It took a long time for Seto to actually tell me that he loved me. And I felt so happy that. . .well, you remember." The boy smiled at the memory.
Bakura did as well. "Oh yes, I remember. I don't think I've seen anyone who could squeal that loud when asked 'How did your day go?'. My ears were ringing for the rest of the night." He teased.
Ryou giggled slightly. "Well, I was ecstatic. Don't you want Yami to be that happy Bakura?" He asked gently.
Bakura sighed and slowly nodded. "Of course I do. But when we're together, I can't bring it up." He shrugged.
Ryou sighed, then smiled as he squeezed Bakura's fingers. "You will one day." He promised.
Yeah. One day.
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To be continued. . .
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Warnings: Yaoi obviously.
Pairings: (Yami) Bakura/Yami, Seto/Ryou, Malik/Yugi and others I think. . .
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Fading Light
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Chapter Four
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"Are you sure? Bakura might want you there too." Yugi spoke into the phone. "That's not true! Bakura does too want you around! I know you were a pharaoh and all, but do we need to get someone to knock some sense into you? I'm sure Yami Malik will have no problem with it." He teased, then sighed, "Alright, I'll leave the door unlocked. Tell Ryou that we hope there's nothing wrong. Bye." He hung up and leaned back into the warm arms surrounding him.
"Bakura being stubborn again?" Malik asked softly.
"When is he not being stubborn? All Yami wants is to know is that his feelings aren't being wasted." Yugi shook his head. "Has Bakura always been like this?" He wondered.
"No." Malik shook his head. "He used to be exactly like Ryou." He sighed.
"Really? Kinda disturbing now that I think about it." Yugi smiled. "What happened to him?"
Malik shrugged, "Life I guess. I don't know many details. What did Yami say?" He asked as he leaned back against the pillow as Yugi grabbed the two controllers that they had abandoned when the phone had rang. They began playing the PlayStation 2 again, Yugi leaning back in Malik's arms.
"Just that he was leaving the hospital and he'll be home sometime late tonight." Yugi replied, feeling bad for his yami.
"In other words, we won't see him until tomorrow." Malik summed the situation up. It wasn't the first time that Yami had gone off on his own. Malik knew though, where the pharaoh went when he left. There was an abandoned building on the other side of the city where Yami could be alone and reflect. Malik had respected his privacy and had not intruded.
"Yep." Yugi nodded as he sighed. "Which gives us the evening to ourselves. You staying the night?" He asked, looking up into bright purple eyes.
Malik smiled. "Of course." He kissed the small nose in front of him and then the two got back to their game.
***
Bakura watched the body in the large bed. Ryou looked smaller now that the bed seemed to swallow him up. It had been a few hours since the doctor, Bakura couldn't remember his name at the moment, had checked Ryou over. There had been numerous tests that Bakura couldn't stay for no matter how much Ryou pleaded.
Among the tests were blood work, and a few CAT scans. Now they had to wait until the morning to find out the results. Sighing to himself, Bakura gently tucked the sleeping boy in then lay down on the couch across from the bed. He wanted to get out of here, it reminded him too much of the way he had been before. He'd sent Ryou to the hospital more than he could remember before and now he felt guilty.
Looking at Ryou again to make sure the boy was asleep, he settled down and stared out the window. Now that everything had calmed down again he could reflect on the day, being a creature of darkness, the night gave him a sense of comfort. He sighed and closed his eyes as he remembered how Yami had just walked out of the room without saying a word. He had looked so hurt that now, Bakura felt guilty.
"I have no reason to feel guilty though." Bakura reasoned. "I was worried about Ryou, there's nothing wrong with Yami. At least. . .not life threatening." He shook his head to clear his mind of the thoughts. He didn't like thinking of losing anyone whom had grown close to him. He'd never admit it out loud, but he liked the group he had been accepted into.
Sure, Joey was a little. . .'blonde' at times and Tristan was a little over protective of everyone. Mai, okay, she was cool and she kept the annoying friend speech girl quiet most of the time with a little tongue action. Seto was a tightass, but had loosened up after being with Ryou for so long. Yugi had stayed the same, though now had a mischievous side that Bakura liked, and it was all thanks to Malik and his yami, though Yami Malik would have denied all contact. And then Yami. . .
Yami was the only one that Bakura really felt connected too, with the exception of Ryou. They were both the same, and yet in the same ways different. He couldn't explain it, but he liked being around the pharaoh.
"Then tell him that." A soft voice from the other side of the room interrupted his musings.
Bakura blinked and looked toward the bed to find Ryou awake. "You should be sleeping." The spirit got up from the couch and moved toward the bed, sitting beside the body on the hard mattress.
Ryou smiled softly. "I was, but you were thinking a little loudly and you didn't block me off like you usually do." He said as his hand found Bakura's, locking their fingers. "You need to tell him Bakura. I know Yami's strong, but he's starting to doubt what you two have. I know you aren't the type to just sit down and act domestic, but sometimes it's nice to hear things. Like how much you love him." Ryou hinted.
Bakura got the hint and looked away.
"Bakura." Ryou's voice was slightly stronger. "You do love him, I know you do, you know you do, everyone knows you do. The only one that doesn't know is the one that should. It took a long time for Seto to actually tell me that he loved me. And I felt so happy that. . .well, you remember." The boy smiled at the memory.
Bakura did as well. "Oh yes, I remember. I don't think I've seen anyone who could squeal that loud when asked 'How did your day go?'. My ears were ringing for the rest of the night." He teased.
Ryou giggled slightly. "Well, I was ecstatic. Don't you want Yami to be that happy Bakura?" He asked gently.
Bakura sighed and slowly nodded. "Of course I do. But when we're together, I can't bring it up." He shrugged.
Ryou sighed, then smiled as he squeezed Bakura's fingers. "You will one day." He promised.
Yeah. One day.
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To be continued. . .
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