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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 Eleven
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Bakura watched as almost everyone came into the room. The rest of the week everyone had stayed away because of their own lives, though Yugi and Malik had come by a few times just to see how everyone was. Bakura had been partially glad that Yami had stayed away because he had figured that if he didn't tell Yami that he loved him, then Ryou would stay around longer.
Yami Malik, who had come with Malik had figured out what the tomb robber was thinking though and had yet to give the stupid robber a piece of his mind, however psychotic that piece was.
As soon as everyone had gathered in the room where Ryou was lightly dozing, Yami Malik separated from his light and grabbed Bakura's arm, pulling him out of the room. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" The blonde spirit growled fiercely as he actually slapped Bakura cross the face.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Bakura growled as he rubbed his cheek. He felt too depressed to fight back.
"What am I talking about? Why the hell is Ryou still here? He should already be resting peacefully but no! You had to make a deal with him, one that you're not going to finish because you're a selfish bastard!" Yami Malik hissed angrily as his eyes practically glowed purple.
Bakura continued to rub his cheek and quietly wondered if that slap had done something to his brain. "Malik, what the hell? Explain this to me, please." He raised an eyebrow.
"Damn it. Ryou told us about this deal that you two have going on. You know, about you telling Yami so Ryou can finally let go? I know you Bakura and I know that you want Ryou to stay so you're not going to tell Yami. Well, guess what, Ryou's suffering more than he has to because of you! Take a look." Yami Malik opened the door and Bakura looked in just as Ryou winced out of pain. Kaiba, who was staying now until the end asked him if he was all right and Ryou forced himself to smile and nod. Yami Malik closed the door. "So where's Yami?" He asked.
Bakura looked up, for the first time realizing that Yami wasn't in the room with everyone else. "I. . .I don't know. I haven't seen him for a while." Bakura looked down at the floor and at least had the decency to looked ashamed.
"I suggest you find him and tell him. Ryou won't last much longer Bakura. I think it's about time for you to stop acting like a bastard. You've changed remember?" Yami Malik winked, "And we're all proud of you." He grinned then disappeared, slipping back into the Millennium Rod.
Bakura blinked then sighed to himself as he shook his head. Great. Now he had to go find that stupid pharaoh.
***
Yugi felt Malik's hand in his own, trembling slightly, though it could have been Yugi's hand that was trembling. No, it was both. Malik was talking to Ryou in Egyptian, mostly so nobody could understand them. Because of that everyone knew it was a personal matter and from what Yugi had learned from Yami, Malik and Yami Malik he knew Malik was asking Ryou what the white- haired boy wanted Malik to tell his father.
Ryou replied quietly, only knowing so much from Bakura. Yugi couldn't understand his reply though it was none of his business anyway. After a few minutes the two began to speak in English again and it wasn't about anything important. Everyone wanted to talk to Ryou so Malik finished the conversation quickly.
Mokuba sat in his brother's lap, looking at Ryou. The soft-spoken boy had become like another brother to him and the young boy didn't like seeing Ryou in pain. "Ryou?" The boy asked, his eyes big with confusion. When Ryou had turned to look at him, Mokuba put his hand on Ryou's which was joined with his brother's. "Are you dying?" He whispered softly.
Ryou slowly let go of Kaiba's hand and gently pulled Mokuba onto the bed. He held Mokuba closely, having grown to really love the small child. "I'm sorry Mokuba, we won't be going to Egypt for Christmas." Ryou whispered so only Mokuba could hear.
Mokuba looked at Ryou; "It's okay. I love you Ryou." He said hugging Ryou once more.
"I love you too." Ryou whispered into the black hair. "Take care of your brother, okay?" He felt Mokuba nod against him. With that Ryou let a tear escape his swollen eye. He looked over at Kaiba, who also had tears in his eyes, but they wouldn't be released, not in front of everyone.
Seto Kaiba was only human for two people.
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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 Eleven
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Bakura watched as almost everyone came into the room. The rest of the week everyone had stayed away because of their own lives, though Yugi and Malik had come by a few times just to see how everyone was. Bakura had been partially glad that Yami had stayed away because he had figured that if he didn't tell Yami that he loved him, then Ryou would stay around longer.
Yami Malik, who had come with Malik had figured out what the tomb robber was thinking though and had yet to give the stupid robber a piece of his mind, however psychotic that piece was.
As soon as everyone had gathered in the room where Ryou was lightly dozing, Yami Malik separated from his light and grabbed Bakura's arm, pulling him out of the room. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" The blonde spirit growled fiercely as he actually slapped Bakura cross the face.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Bakura growled as he rubbed his cheek. He felt too depressed to fight back.
"What am I talking about? Why the hell is Ryou still here? He should already be resting peacefully but no! You had to make a deal with him, one that you're not going to finish because you're a selfish bastard!" Yami Malik hissed angrily as his eyes practically glowed purple.
Bakura continued to rub his cheek and quietly wondered if that slap had done something to his brain. "Malik, what the hell? Explain this to me, please." He raised an eyebrow.
"Damn it. Ryou told us about this deal that you two have going on. You know, about you telling Yami so Ryou can finally let go? I know you Bakura and I know that you want Ryou to stay so you're not going to tell Yami. Well, guess what, Ryou's suffering more than he has to because of you! Take a look." Yami Malik opened the door and Bakura looked in just as Ryou winced out of pain. Kaiba, who was staying now until the end asked him if he was all right and Ryou forced himself to smile and nod. Yami Malik closed the door. "So where's Yami?" He asked.
Bakura looked up, for the first time realizing that Yami wasn't in the room with everyone else. "I. . .I don't know. I haven't seen him for a while." Bakura looked down at the floor and at least had the decency to looked ashamed.
"I suggest you find him and tell him. Ryou won't last much longer Bakura. I think it's about time for you to stop acting like a bastard. You've changed remember?" Yami Malik winked, "And we're all proud of you." He grinned then disappeared, slipping back into the Millennium Rod.
Bakura blinked then sighed to himself as he shook his head. Great. Now he had to go find that stupid pharaoh.
***
Yugi felt Malik's hand in his own, trembling slightly, though it could have been Yugi's hand that was trembling. No, it was both. Malik was talking to Ryou in Egyptian, mostly so nobody could understand them. Because of that everyone knew it was a personal matter and from what Yugi had learned from Yami, Malik and Yami Malik he knew Malik was asking Ryou what the white- haired boy wanted Malik to tell his father.
Ryou replied quietly, only knowing so much from Bakura. Yugi couldn't understand his reply though it was none of his business anyway. After a few minutes the two began to speak in English again and it wasn't about anything important. Everyone wanted to talk to Ryou so Malik finished the conversation quickly.
Mokuba sat in his brother's lap, looking at Ryou. The soft-spoken boy had become like another brother to him and the young boy didn't like seeing Ryou in pain. "Ryou?" The boy asked, his eyes big with confusion. When Ryou had turned to look at him, Mokuba put his hand on Ryou's which was joined with his brother's. "Are you dying?" He whispered softly.
Ryou slowly let go of Kaiba's hand and gently pulled Mokuba onto the bed. He held Mokuba closely, having grown to really love the small child. "I'm sorry Mokuba, we won't be going to Egypt for Christmas." Ryou whispered so only Mokuba could hear.
Mokuba looked at Ryou; "It's okay. I love you Ryou." He said hugging Ryou once more.
"I love you too." Ryou whispered into the black hair. "Take care of your brother, okay?" He felt Mokuba nod against him. With that Ryou let a tear escape his swollen eye. He looked over at Kaiba, who also had tears in his eyes, but they wouldn't be released, not in front of everyone.
Seto Kaiba was only human for two people.
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To be continued. . .
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