Ichigo-chan: Hi! Hi! I am your lovely innovative authoress Ichigo-chan with another chapter of Stuck with you!
Yami: We've given up on trying to stop you.
Ichigo-chan: Well that's good.
Yami: I mean this being the last chapter and all.
Ichigo-chan: Since when was this the last chapter?
Bakura: You mean it's not over yet?
Ichigo-chan: It's close. Why? Did you get your hopes up?
Marik: I knew it, this is going to be the story that never ends!
Ichigo-chan: Oh please, at the most there are only four more chapters.
Bakura: (rolls eyes) That's comforting
Ichigo-chan: Masa-kun!
(Masa-kun holds up sign reading: Ichigo-chan nothing but the forest, the city, and the plot. Also, a few characters may—The sign has obviously run out of room. Masa-kun flips it over. It reads: --be out of character. Read and enjoy. On with the story!)
Stuck With You
Chapter Five: Free at last?
"Guys, come here quick!" Bakura jumped up and down excitedly. The other two ran quickly. Bakura pointed excited to the exit. "It's the exit!"
A holy light showed around it as the heavenly music played. "Yes!" Marik cheered, "Last one out is a rotten egg." He began running but Yami and Bakura held him back.
"Do you really think we're going to let you get out of here before us?" Yami asked in a scary voice.
"Errr…no?" They tossed Marik to the ground, and ran hurriedly to the exit. Marik got up and brushed himself off. "What a bunch of children." He mumbled before walking off.
He stopped as he saw the other two in front of him just standing there. "What's wrong?" He asked, looking around before he noticed exactly what was wrong. He didn't recognize anything out here. This was not Domino city.
"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore." Bakura stated flatly.
""Kansas is in America dimwit." Marik said, feeling smart.
For the umpteenth time, Bakura reminded himself he couldn't kill Marik "I KNOW that!"
They sat in a fast food restaurant. After a day of candy bars, they were ready for some real food. Yami sat picking at his burger and fries, this food was WAY below him. Malik and Bakura were happily eating their cheese burgers though.
"So just where are we again?" Marik asked just for the sake of it, he'd already asked this same question over five times.
Bakura glared at him, hoping he'd disappear. "For the last time, we're in some city named Uno!"
"Isn't that Spanish?" Yami asked
curiously. He was quite proud of himself for listening in on Yugi's language
class he doubted the other two knew that tiny fact. Or cared for that matter.
He was right. Bakura and Marik gave him a blank look. Did he honestly expect
THEM to know? They were too evil to know unimportant things like that!
"Anyway, we need to find a way
to get back to Domino." Bakura took another bite of his hamburger. It was
McDonalds, so of course it was rare, just like he liked. "It's not like we have
that much money."
Yami pulled the money out of his pocket and stared at the remaining ten with a forlorn look. "I doubt ten will get us anywhere." Bakura and Marik nodded sadly.
They sat in thought for a few minutes. "We could sell Marik." Bakura suggested, seeing a way not only to get rid of his biggest annoyance but their money problems as well.
"Hey!" Came the indignant reply
"Wouldn't work." Yami responded matter of factly. "Who'd buy him?"
"True." Bakura agreed taking another bite of his sandwich with one hand and holding Marik back with the palm of the other.
They fell silently back into thought. "We could get Bakura to sell his body. He'd get a good price, especially with his white hair and all." Marik ducked to avoid the plastic knife that had been thrown at him, but was caught it the face by the pickle.
"We could get jobs." Yami suggested.
"It would take weeks to earn the money to get home." Bakura pointed out. "We need fast money."
"This is getting us nowhere." Marik banged his head slightly on the table.
"No wait." Bakura held up a finger, a huge smile creeping its way onto his face. "All we need to do is rob a bank."
"You make it sound so simple."
"It's not brain surgery," Bakura shrugged. "We're three deadly ancient spirits. Who would dare to stand in our way?"
Marik took a bite of his burger, cringing slightly at the taste. "Not all of us robbed tombs for a living."
Bakura rolled his eyes. "Of course it's not going to be like holding up a 7 eleven, but it shouldn't be that difficult." He got up, "Come on, we need to go get a few things."
As Bakura walked away, Marik leaned over to whisper to Yami. "What's a 7 eleven?"
Meanwhile in Domino city…
Yugi, Ryou, and Malik were at Ryou's house were at Ryou's house, having decided this was the best place to meet. Jou, Honda and Anzu were there also.
"I can't imagine where they could have gotten to." Anzu said thinking. She was honestly worried about Yami, but honestly couldn't extend that worry to Bakura and Marik.
Yugi had wondered that too. "I can't really imagine them being kidnapped." (I'm going to write a story about that one day…)
"Marik's disappeared every once in a while," Malik put in, "But never this long at a time." Ryou said nothing and Malik looked at him in concern.
Jou snorted. "I can understand being worried about Yami," He stated as if he had read Anzu's thoughts before. "But it's honestly better off without those other two around."
"That's not true!" Yugi stated, a bit surprised at his friend's comment.
"What have they ever done for us?" Jou wanted to know. Honda and Anzu also stared wondering what his answer would be.
Jou had more than enough reason to resent the two Yami's. Bakura had not only tried repeatedly to kill them, he'd also put Ryou in danger more times than he cared to count. Marik had been responsible for almost killing Mai. No, he had no reason for rushing to find them.
Malik just wanted to get out of here. Here were these other three people who could never possibly know how it felt to lose your other half and then not be able to know if they were safe, or even alive, telling them they'd be better without his other half. Marik may have occasionally annoyed him, but the last thing Malik wanted to live with was a life without Marik.
He jumped in surprise as Ryou, who had been sitting on his couch with his face buried in his hands up until now, suddenly jumped up. "Are you saying you expect me to just forget about my Yami? Should I just say, 'hell, he was evil anyway, I guess I can move on now.' I don't what you say. Bakura is not as bad as you seem to think." His chest heaved as the sobs wracked his body Marik put his arms around the boy, and Ryou turned into the embrace. "I don't want to be apart from him." Ryou said in between sobs, more to Malik than anyone in the room.
"Ryou, you really are better off without him." Jou said desperately trying to appeal to the sobbing boy. He hated to see the boy cry, and hated it even more that he had been the cause of it.
"I agree with him." Malik stated softly as he rubbed the white haired boy's back, trying to soothe him. "My Yami is my other half; I can't imagine existing without him. What do you think Yugi?"
Yugi had idea when this conversation had gotten out of hand. "I think you're right Malik," Yugi replied softly. "I have a really hard time remembering life before Yami came in it, and now I can't imagine it with out him." He gave a soft smile. "We have to find them."
Back in Uno…
"I can't believe you traded fifteen candy bars and nine fifty for guns and ammunition." Marik stated disbelievingly as he stared at all of the artillery laid out on the floor of the motel they had rented for the night and the next day.
Bakura smiled proudly. "You just have to talk to the right people!" His smile faded away as he found himself wondering if Ryou was missing him. Probably not. He remembered why he'd left.
"Ryou, I really want to talk to you." Ryou had paused in wiping to table to stare at Bakura, his eyes full of curiosity.
"What is it Bakura?"
"Ryou I…I just wanted you to know that—"
"Bakura? Hello? Are you in there?" Bakura was startled out of his memory by the hand waving in front of his face. He tried to bite it.
"I see we're back." Marik stated frowning as he rubbed his hand. "I thought you got enough to eat at that fast food restaurant."
"You know me, my cannibal instincts always come out when I'm hungry."
Yami rolled his eyes at the exchange. "I swear, Yugi and his friends have more mature conversations than the two of you."
Marik stuck out his tongue. "Yugi and his friends weren't sealed in various pieces of metal for over five thousand years."
Bakura nodded. "Yeah, give us a break we have five thousand years worth of immaturity to make up for."
Yami simply raised an eyebrow. "Well I guess one of us has to be the mature one."
"So says Mr. I don't were a watch because it doesn't go with my outfit."
Yami glared. "Just because I have fashion sense doesn't—a mouse!" He ended on a shriek as he jumped up to stand on the desk behind him
Bakura and Marik hopped quickly onto the closest furniture. "Oh shit, I hate mice." Marik cried.
"Please Ra," Bakura cried tearfully "save us from the evil four legged rodent. Both of them." Marik glared
Suddenly, the trash can caught fire. Unfortunately, the mouse had been right by it. The evil four legged rodent was conquered. But, they couldn't quite celebrate yet, the fire was still spreading.
Yami glared across the room at Bakura. "Would it have been so hard to ask Ra for a fire extinguisher too?"
Bakura stuck his tongue out. "Err guys; we have a bigger problem right now." Marik pointed to the ammunition lying in the path of the fire.
"Oh shit."
"Yeah, oh shit is appropriate."
Bakura: Oh great, set us on fire.
Yami: And Uno? You can do better than that!
Ichigo-chan: Oh yeah, and Domino was a big leap in creativity.
Marik: I sensed angst, lots and lots of angst
Ichigo-chan: Yup! And it was a bitch to write too. Anyway, until next chapter readers! Masa-kun!
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