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Chapter 9: Planning...
As the golden sun crawled up over the horizon, its glimmering rays crept through Bakura's window, causing him to open his chocolate brown eyes. Looking to his right, Bakura studied his alarm clock. Reading ten o'clock, Bakura groggily pulled the covers off of his slender body, slowly pushing himself off of the side. After getting dressed and fixing his serious bed head, he walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. As Bakura made his breakfast, his yami began to grow bored, so he leaped out of the Millenium Ring, where he took a seat at the kitchen counter. "So, did you find out what's going on?" Bakura asked as he made some scrambled eggs. "Nope...but something tells me that its pretty important...," Y. Bakura replied, sighing in frustration. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll find out what the problem is soon," Bakura said, smiling.
Once Bakura was finished preparing his breakfast, he took out two plates, one for him and one for his Yami. "Uh...thanks...," Y. Bakura said as he looked at his food. "I realized that I wasn't as hungry as I thought, so I figured that I could share...," Bakura replied. After eating, Y. Bakura vanished back into the ring while Bakura put their plates away.
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Now, being twelve o'clock, Joey and the others all knocked on Bakura's door. "Be right there!" Bakura yelled as he pulled his jacket and shoes on, running towards the door. "Hey Bakura," Tea said politely. "Good morning...or I should say afternoon," Bakura replied, smiling. "I guess we better get goin' then," Joey suggested. "You're right, lets go!" Bakura said as they all began to walk to the Game Shop.
As soon as Bakura and the others reached the door, Yugi's grandfather opened it, a sad expression across his face. "Good afternoon Mr. Moto," Bakura said kindly. "Good afternoon everyone, I'll be right back...I got to get my jacket...," Sullivan replied as he walked back into the shop. Once he retrieved his jacket, Sullivan closed and locked up the shop, signalling everyone to walk with him to his car. "As much as I hate to do this...we have to go to the hospital," Sullivan said, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly.
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Once reaching the hospital, Dr. Kaiyan led them into his office. "Good afternoon Mr. Moto," Dr. K said, pulling out his hand. "Good afternoon...," Sullivan replied sadly as he shook Dr. K's hand. "My sincerest apologies for your loss...," Dr. K said sadly. "Do you know of a good place to plan my grandson's funeral?" Sullivan asked, trying hard not to cry. "The best place is Domino Funeral Home," Dr. K replied. "May I please have the address?" "Oh certainly," Dr. Kaiyan said as he pulled out a piece of paper, writing down the address and his phone number. "Here you go," Dr. K said, handing Sullivan the piece of paper. "Thank you very much...," Sullivan said, trying not to cry again. "Anytime," Dr. K said comfortingly. "I guess I better get going...," Sullivan said sadly as he slowly got out of his seat and walked towards the door. "Oh, and if you need to talk about anything, you can call me. I put it on the paper," Dr. K said. Sullivan looked at the paper, noticing that the number was there, "Thank you..."
With that said, Sullivan and the others all walked out of the hospital and to the car. "So, are we gonna go there?" Joey asked. "Yes, I want to schedule the funeral as soon as possible...," Sullivan said as he started the car. Once everyone was buckled in, they drove to the funeral home, slowly walking inside. One of the employees there quickly walked over to the group. "Hello, my name is Erin," She said kindly. "Hello, I'm Sullivan Moto," Yugi's grandfather replied, shaking her hand. "Well Mr. Moto, if you would just follow me to my office," Erin said nicely as she led everyone down the hall.
Once there, everyone took a seat next to Erin's desk. "Okay, now before we can begin, who is the deceased person's name?" Sullivan took a deep breath, "Yugi Moto..." "How old was he when he passed away?" Sullivan began to choke, "Fourteen..." "I'm so sorry...is this making you uncomfortable?" Erin asked, her face showing concern. "No, I'm fine...," Sullivan said, wiping away a tear that was trickling down his face. "When was his birthday?" Sullivan calmed himself down, "December 4th, 1988 (My b-day, except its 1989 ^_^)." "Okay, that should be it...now I'll get our books where you can choose what you want," Erin said as she walked out of the room.
As Sullivan and the others waited, they inhaled deeply, slowly exhaling to calm themselves down. "I can't believe I'm doing this...Yugi should be setting this up for me...not like this...," Sullivan said, wiping away more tears. Everyone placed their hands on his quivering shoulders. "Its okay Mr. Moto, everything will be alright...," Tea said, tears falling down her face.
After about five minutes, Erin walked back into the room, about five books in her hands. Placing them on her desk, she pointed at the book for coffins. Opening the book, she began to show them the various styles. One of the coffins caught everyone's eyes. It was finely polished cherry wood, gleaming with beauty. "I would like this one," Sullivan said, pointing at the beautifully crafted coffin. "Nice choice, now for the flowers," Erin said, pulling out the next book, opening it up. After about five minutes of studying the choices, everyone found the one they wanted. It was a large star made of various flowers. In the center, the words "May your guardian star lead you to the heavens" were made out of saphire blue flowers. "We would like this one," Sullivan said. "Okay, now I will order these for you...will you pay with cash or check?" Erin asked. Sullivan quickly pulled out his checkbook, writing the everything he need on the paper. After he handed it to her, Erin finished filling out the form. "Everything is all set, we will notify you once everything is ready for the funeral," Erin said. "Thank you...," Sullivan said sadly as he walked towards the door.
Before they all left, Erin spoke, "I'm very sorry again..." "Thanks...," Everyone said as they walked out of the building. Once home, Joey and the others all walked back home, allowing Yugi's grandfather to rest. Sullivan slowly walked up the stairs and into his room, slowly laying down in his bed. "I pray that you are resting in peace Yugi...," Sullivan said sadly as he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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Chapter 9: Planning...
As the golden sun crawled up over the horizon, its glimmering rays crept through Bakura's window, causing him to open his chocolate brown eyes. Looking to his right, Bakura studied his alarm clock. Reading ten o'clock, Bakura groggily pulled the covers off of his slender body, slowly pushing himself off of the side. After getting dressed and fixing his serious bed head, he walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. As Bakura made his breakfast, his yami began to grow bored, so he leaped out of the Millenium Ring, where he took a seat at the kitchen counter. "So, did you find out what's going on?" Bakura asked as he made some scrambled eggs. "Nope...but something tells me that its pretty important...," Y. Bakura replied, sighing in frustration. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll find out what the problem is soon," Bakura said, smiling.
Once Bakura was finished preparing his breakfast, he took out two plates, one for him and one for his Yami. "Uh...thanks...," Y. Bakura said as he looked at his food. "I realized that I wasn't as hungry as I thought, so I figured that I could share...," Bakura replied. After eating, Y. Bakura vanished back into the ring while Bakura put their plates away.
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Now, being twelve o'clock, Joey and the others all knocked on Bakura's door. "Be right there!" Bakura yelled as he pulled his jacket and shoes on, running towards the door. "Hey Bakura," Tea said politely. "Good morning...or I should say afternoon," Bakura replied, smiling. "I guess we better get goin' then," Joey suggested. "You're right, lets go!" Bakura said as they all began to walk to the Game Shop.
As soon as Bakura and the others reached the door, Yugi's grandfather opened it, a sad expression across his face. "Good afternoon Mr. Moto," Bakura said kindly. "Good afternoon everyone, I'll be right back...I got to get my jacket...," Sullivan replied as he walked back into the shop. Once he retrieved his jacket, Sullivan closed and locked up the shop, signalling everyone to walk with him to his car. "As much as I hate to do this...we have to go to the hospital," Sullivan said, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly.
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Once reaching the hospital, Dr. Kaiyan led them into his office. "Good afternoon Mr. Moto," Dr. K said, pulling out his hand. "Good afternoon...," Sullivan replied sadly as he shook Dr. K's hand. "My sincerest apologies for your loss...," Dr. K said sadly. "Do you know of a good place to plan my grandson's funeral?" Sullivan asked, trying hard not to cry. "The best place is Domino Funeral Home," Dr. K replied. "May I please have the address?" "Oh certainly," Dr. Kaiyan said as he pulled out a piece of paper, writing down the address and his phone number. "Here you go," Dr. K said, handing Sullivan the piece of paper. "Thank you very much...," Sullivan said, trying not to cry again. "Anytime," Dr. K said comfortingly. "I guess I better get going...," Sullivan said sadly as he slowly got out of his seat and walked towards the door. "Oh, and if you need to talk about anything, you can call me. I put it on the paper," Dr. K said. Sullivan looked at the paper, noticing that the number was there, "Thank you..."
With that said, Sullivan and the others all walked out of the hospital and to the car. "So, are we gonna go there?" Joey asked. "Yes, I want to schedule the funeral as soon as possible...," Sullivan said as he started the car. Once everyone was buckled in, they drove to the funeral home, slowly walking inside. One of the employees there quickly walked over to the group. "Hello, my name is Erin," She said kindly. "Hello, I'm Sullivan Moto," Yugi's grandfather replied, shaking her hand. "Well Mr. Moto, if you would just follow me to my office," Erin said nicely as she led everyone down the hall.
Once there, everyone took a seat next to Erin's desk. "Okay, now before we can begin, who is the deceased person's name?" Sullivan took a deep breath, "Yugi Moto..." "How old was he when he passed away?" Sullivan began to choke, "Fourteen..." "I'm so sorry...is this making you uncomfortable?" Erin asked, her face showing concern. "No, I'm fine...," Sullivan said, wiping away a tear that was trickling down his face. "When was his birthday?" Sullivan calmed himself down, "December 4th, 1988 (My b-day, except its 1989 ^_^)." "Okay, that should be it...now I'll get our books where you can choose what you want," Erin said as she walked out of the room.
As Sullivan and the others waited, they inhaled deeply, slowly exhaling to calm themselves down. "I can't believe I'm doing this...Yugi should be setting this up for me...not like this...," Sullivan said, wiping away more tears. Everyone placed their hands on his quivering shoulders. "Its okay Mr. Moto, everything will be alright...," Tea said, tears falling down her face.
After about five minutes, Erin walked back into the room, about five books in her hands. Placing them on her desk, she pointed at the book for coffins. Opening the book, she began to show them the various styles. One of the coffins caught everyone's eyes. It was finely polished cherry wood, gleaming with beauty. "I would like this one," Sullivan said, pointing at the beautifully crafted coffin. "Nice choice, now for the flowers," Erin said, pulling out the next book, opening it up. After about five minutes of studying the choices, everyone found the one they wanted. It was a large star made of various flowers. In the center, the words "May your guardian star lead you to the heavens" were made out of saphire blue flowers. "We would like this one," Sullivan said. "Okay, now I will order these for you...will you pay with cash or check?" Erin asked. Sullivan quickly pulled out his checkbook, writing the everything he need on the paper. After he handed it to her, Erin finished filling out the form. "Everything is all set, we will notify you once everything is ready for the funeral," Erin said. "Thank you...," Sullivan said sadly as he walked towards the door.
Before they all left, Erin spoke, "I'm very sorry again..." "Thanks...," Everyone said as they walked out of the building. Once home, Joey and the others all walked back home, allowing Yugi's grandfather to rest. Sullivan slowly walked up the stairs and into his room, slowly laying down in his bed. "I pray that you are resting in peace Yugi...," Sullivan said sadly as he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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