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~thoughts~ *italics*
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 Ten
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Yami had decided to walk home, hoping that the fresh air and nice day would help him feel a little better. It didn't however, because all he could dwell on were his thoughts of Bakura. He knew that going back home was probably a bad idea, but there was no other place for him to go since he was no longer wanted, if he had ever been in the first place, at the hospital.
When he walked into the small, but cozy house he heard his grandfather in the kitchen making supper. He was half of Yugi's soul so they had all figured out that Yami was technically family. Also, he could hear Yugi, Mokuba and Malik's voices coming from the kitchen. The three were laughing at something but Yami wasn't interested. He would just upset the three of them and he didn't want that to happen so he quietly crept up the stairs to his room. He had gotten his own room and it had surprised him about how much he used it.
Leaving the light off, he flopped down on the bed and sighed, closing his eyes, wishing sleep to come soon. All he wanted to do was sleep.
***
Bakura stared at the doctor as Dr. Makoto told him to have a seat. Kaiba was already there waiting for him and for the first time Bakura wished that the pharaoh was there as well. ~But no! You had to send him away you selfish bastard! He wanted to be here for you but you didn't want to show weakness.~ He felt guilty now, and he remembered his words when Yami had first come to him.
Fuck weakness. Times have changed, and in this time it's okay to be weak.
So why couldn't Bakura swallow his pride when it came to Yami? He could with Ryou, hell even with Kaiba. He shook his head, not wanting to think about it. Instead he turned to Dr. Makoto.
"Ryou's out of surgery now," The doctor started, "But I'm afraid that we could not remove the entire tumor. We're going to try chemotherapy when he's recovered enough from the surgery. We're going to try everything we can to help him." The man promised and Bakura felt himself go numb.
~They're going to *try*? That means that they don't have it under control.~ He looked at Kaiba who had made the same realization.
"Can we see him?" The CEO asked, his voice noticeably hoarse.
Dr. Makoto nodded slowly. "He's asleep right now because of the sedative we used, and I have to warn you that his face is swollen because of the surgery. We had to cut right into the skull to reach the tumor." He explained.
Bakura felt sick at the thought, but he nodded just the same and got up, exiting the room. He and Kaiba walked together in silence toward Ryou's room. It was dark inside but the light from the hallway gave them enough illumination to see the body lying motionlessly on the bed. The doctor had been right, Ryou's face was swollen, but he still looked beautiful to Kaiba.
The surgeons had shaved away some of Ryou's hair above his right ear and the two boys could see the outline, black only in the dark, of where they had cut into the small boy.
Bakura heard Kaiba swallow hard as the billionaire sat down in one of the chairs beside the bed. He gently took a hold of Ryou's limp hand and held it tight, hoping his lover knew he was there. Ryou's breath hitched slightly and his fingers twitched, as if telling Kaiba that he did in fact know.
Bakura stretched out on a small couch in front of the bed. He stared at his light with a blank mind, and the time didn't register to the spirit as it grew later into the night. Kaiba had long since fallen asleep and the night staff had long since started their shifts. What did register to Bakura though, was when Ryou moved, slowly opening his eyes and blinking in confusion.
The tomb robber was by his side immediately.
Ryou looked at him and smiled slightly. "Hey Bakura." His voice was soft, almost a whisper. He winced in pain, but Bakura pretended not to see it.
Not knowing what to do, Bakura took Ryou's other hand and held it tightly. He felt Ryou's cool fingers wrap around his hand as well. "They didn't get all of it, did they?" He asked, his voice just as soft as before.
Bakura shook his head. "No, they didn't. How'd you know?"
Ryou sighed, then the corners of his mouth twitched into a smile. "I can feel it." He whispered, then looked up at his other half. "When I die, will you still be around?" He asked.
Bakura growled roughly. "What do you mean 'when' you die?"
Ryou only seemed to sink into the bed. "Bakura, we both know that I'm not going to live through this. It's okay, I'm alright with it."
"Well, I'm not!" Bakura growled again, trying to stop the burning that had started in his eyes. "You're not going to die! I won't let you!" He clenched his free hand into a fist and punched the bed. He felt something touch the side of his face and he looked up at Ryou. The boy smiled, then gently touched his cheek again, this time when he brought his fingers away they were wet.
Confused, Bakura touched his face and felt the wet tear tracks. He was crying, that meant he was accepting the fate that Ryou had already accepted. Realizing this, he looked down. "When you die I'll still be here." He whispered as his body began to quiver. "I'll only be half a soul."
Ryou smiled gently. "Yami can take my place." He said and before Bakura could say anything, Ryou continued, "I didn't mean it literally. But you'll have Yami, you won't need me anymore." He said.
Bakura snorted, "And here I was thinking that you didn't need me anymore." He said glanced at Kaiba.
Ryou followed his gaze and spotted the other boy still sleeping. He also noticed that Kaiba was holding his hand loosely. Carefully, Ryou tightened the grip making sure that he didn't wake him. "He'll need you." Ryou spoke quietly then turned back to Bakura, "Please take care of Seto for me Bakura."
Bakura found himself nodding before he could think to respond. "Ryou, I don't. . .want you to leave me." He mumbled quietly.
Ryou was quiet for a while, then he took a breath. "Have you told Yami yet?" He wondered.
"No." Bakura shook his head.
Again there was silence from the bed, then Ryou took another breath. "I'll make you a deal." He winced at a pain that throbbed in the side of his head. He made sure that the link he shared with Bakura was closed so the spirit couldn't feel it. He saw that he had Bakura's attention. "I'll stick around until you tell Yami that you love him."
"Deal."
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To be continued. . .
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~thoughts~ *italics*
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 Ten
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Yami had decided to walk home, hoping that the fresh air and nice day would help him feel a little better. It didn't however, because all he could dwell on were his thoughts of Bakura. He knew that going back home was probably a bad idea, but there was no other place for him to go since he was no longer wanted, if he had ever been in the first place, at the hospital.
When he walked into the small, but cozy house he heard his grandfather in the kitchen making supper. He was half of Yugi's soul so they had all figured out that Yami was technically family. Also, he could hear Yugi, Mokuba and Malik's voices coming from the kitchen. The three were laughing at something but Yami wasn't interested. He would just upset the three of them and he didn't want that to happen so he quietly crept up the stairs to his room. He had gotten his own room and it had surprised him about how much he used it.
Leaving the light off, he flopped down on the bed and sighed, closing his eyes, wishing sleep to come soon. All he wanted to do was sleep.
***
Bakura stared at the doctor as Dr. Makoto told him to have a seat. Kaiba was already there waiting for him and for the first time Bakura wished that the pharaoh was there as well. ~But no! You had to send him away you selfish bastard! He wanted to be here for you but you didn't want to show weakness.~ He felt guilty now, and he remembered his words when Yami had first come to him.
Fuck weakness. Times have changed, and in this time it's okay to be weak.
So why couldn't Bakura swallow his pride when it came to Yami? He could with Ryou, hell even with Kaiba. He shook his head, not wanting to think about it. Instead he turned to Dr. Makoto.
"Ryou's out of surgery now," The doctor started, "But I'm afraid that we could not remove the entire tumor. We're going to try chemotherapy when he's recovered enough from the surgery. We're going to try everything we can to help him." The man promised and Bakura felt himself go numb.
~They're going to *try*? That means that they don't have it under control.~ He looked at Kaiba who had made the same realization.
"Can we see him?" The CEO asked, his voice noticeably hoarse.
Dr. Makoto nodded slowly. "He's asleep right now because of the sedative we used, and I have to warn you that his face is swollen because of the surgery. We had to cut right into the skull to reach the tumor." He explained.
Bakura felt sick at the thought, but he nodded just the same and got up, exiting the room. He and Kaiba walked together in silence toward Ryou's room. It was dark inside but the light from the hallway gave them enough illumination to see the body lying motionlessly on the bed. The doctor had been right, Ryou's face was swollen, but he still looked beautiful to Kaiba.
The surgeons had shaved away some of Ryou's hair above his right ear and the two boys could see the outline, black only in the dark, of where they had cut into the small boy.
Bakura heard Kaiba swallow hard as the billionaire sat down in one of the chairs beside the bed. He gently took a hold of Ryou's limp hand and held it tight, hoping his lover knew he was there. Ryou's breath hitched slightly and his fingers twitched, as if telling Kaiba that he did in fact know.
Bakura stretched out on a small couch in front of the bed. He stared at his light with a blank mind, and the time didn't register to the spirit as it grew later into the night. Kaiba had long since fallen asleep and the night staff had long since started their shifts. What did register to Bakura though, was when Ryou moved, slowly opening his eyes and blinking in confusion.
The tomb robber was by his side immediately.
Ryou looked at him and smiled slightly. "Hey Bakura." His voice was soft, almost a whisper. He winced in pain, but Bakura pretended not to see it.
Not knowing what to do, Bakura took Ryou's other hand and held it tightly. He felt Ryou's cool fingers wrap around his hand as well. "They didn't get all of it, did they?" He asked, his voice just as soft as before.
Bakura shook his head. "No, they didn't. How'd you know?"
Ryou sighed, then the corners of his mouth twitched into a smile. "I can feel it." He whispered, then looked up at his other half. "When I die, will you still be around?" He asked.
Bakura growled roughly. "What do you mean 'when' you die?"
Ryou only seemed to sink into the bed. "Bakura, we both know that I'm not going to live through this. It's okay, I'm alright with it."
"Well, I'm not!" Bakura growled again, trying to stop the burning that had started in his eyes. "You're not going to die! I won't let you!" He clenched his free hand into a fist and punched the bed. He felt something touch the side of his face and he looked up at Ryou. The boy smiled, then gently touched his cheek again, this time when he brought his fingers away they were wet.
Confused, Bakura touched his face and felt the wet tear tracks. He was crying, that meant he was accepting the fate that Ryou had already accepted. Realizing this, he looked down. "When you die I'll still be here." He whispered as his body began to quiver. "I'll only be half a soul."
Ryou smiled gently. "Yami can take my place." He said and before Bakura could say anything, Ryou continued, "I didn't mean it literally. But you'll have Yami, you won't need me anymore." He said.
Bakura snorted, "And here I was thinking that you didn't need me anymore." He said glanced at Kaiba.
Ryou followed his gaze and spotted the other boy still sleeping. He also noticed that Kaiba was holding his hand loosely. Carefully, Ryou tightened the grip making sure that he didn't wake him. "He'll need you." Ryou spoke quietly then turned back to Bakura, "Please take care of Seto for me Bakura."
Bakura found himself nodding before he could think to respond. "Ryou, I don't. . .want you to leave me." He mumbled quietly.
Ryou was quiet for a while, then he took a breath. "Have you told Yami yet?" He wondered.
"No." Bakura shook his head.
Again there was silence from the bed, then Ryou took another breath. "I'll make you a deal." He winced at a pain that throbbed in the side of his head. He made sure that the link he shared with Bakura was closed so the spirit couldn't feel it. He saw that he had Bakura's attention. "I'll stick around until you tell Yami that you love him."
"Deal."
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To be continued. . .
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