A/n: [sigh] I'm seriously beginning to think that I have some obsession with the yamis crying…X_x
Disclaimer: [waves at reader] [points to self] Lei. [points to picture of Yami] Yuugioh. Yu-Gi-Oh! [points to picture of Takahashi-sama] Mr. Takahashi. [points at self again] Lei no own [points to Yami] Yu-Gi-Oh! [points to picture of Takahashi-sama] He does. Okay? [grins brightly]
Notes: [rolls eyes] Kissy parts. Not between Bakura and Yami, yet, though. +_+ God, I swear you readers are going to kill me for not getting to the IMPORTANT parts yet. Okay, I'm not saying that this isn't important, but it's not exactly Bakura/Yami yet, is it? It's coming, I tell you! It's coming!
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Bakura awoke painfully, suddenly aware of the tears flowing down his cheeks. He gave a slight sob and looked at his wrist again, the one with the red streak. He had just had a series of dreams about him and Yami in Ancient Egypt.
The one he had just awoken from was a replay of his suicidal attempt. He flinched and tried to push it out of his mind.
Ryou walked in and gasped when he saw the state of his yami. The tomb robber had salty, dry streaks of tears on his almost-white cheeks and his eyes were red from crying. His dark almond orbs were hollow and his white hair was completely disheveled.
The thief's light walked up to Bakura. "Yami, what happened to you?" Bakura tried to look dignified, but gave up and started sobbing on Ryou's shoulder. Ryou was startled by his yami's sudden change of behavior, but tried to comfort him nonetheless. He sat Bakura down at the kitchen table and waited patiently for him to stop.
When he finally did, Ryou asked calmly, "What's wrong, Yami?" Bakura sniffled and startled mumbling incoherent words. Ryou caught the word "Yami" somewhere in there.
"You love him, don't you?" he asked softly. There was a long silence before Bakura nodded weakly and looked down at his lap in shame. Ryou handed a box of tissue and the thief took it gratefully.
"Aibou? What do I do?" Bakura asked. Ryou looked up and noticed how helpless his dark self looked. He gave him a tight hug before leaving.
/Only time will tell, Yami. Only time will tell…/
"That doesn't help, Aibou." Bakura muttered angrily. He hurried to the bathroom farthest away from the partying teens, which happened to be upstairs.
When he got there, he stared at himself in the mirror. He looked…awful. So he washed his face and attempted to neaten his hair…to its usual state. He knew the red in his eyes wouldn't fade for a while and he really didn't want the others to see him crying, so he sat down on the toilet cover and waited.
He put his elbows on his lap and covered his face with his hands. He sighed. A headache was starting to form from all this…stress. He closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind and relax.
It didn't work. The headache only got worse. I didn't even know that spirits could get headaches. he thought vaguely. He opened his eyes. When his vision cleared, he saw something…odd. In front of him was a bunch of messy streaks that could actually be someone trying to write Japanese. He squinted. It WAS someone writing Japanese! Just not very skillfully.
He raised his eyebrow at the messy scribbles, but reminded himself that he probably couldn't do any better. He knitted his eyebrows in confusion to read it. Ryou had taught him very little of this nation's language…
Bakura.
He blinked. WHY is my name carved in Yugi's bathroom?!?
…wait.
There are only three people who could've carved that. Sugoroku was instantly eliminated because he didn't even know that Ryou had a yami.
That left only Yugi or Yami.
Why would either of them write his name on the wall? With a knife?
Bakura frowned. It didn't make any sense at all. Yugi didn't like Bakura very much…because Yami didn't like him very much. And Yami obviously hated him to bits.
He sighed again. The pain of the headache was increasing.
With all of his heart, he wished that it was Yami. Because then maybe he had a chance with the pharaoh…
He closed his eyes again, focusing on a clear picture of Yami. He splashed cold water on his face again, wiped it slightly, and took a deep breath. He looked at his reflection. His eyes were no longer red. Good.
Serenity walked back into the living room. She scanned the room for her older brother. He was standing in the corner farthest away from Yugi, who was talking animatedly to Tristan. He had his arms crossed and was tapping his right foot impatiently, shooting glances at the bathroom Mai had run into.
She quickened her steps and stopped right in front of him. He glanced down at her a quirked a brow. She slapped him. Hard.
Seto walked in at this time, holding Mokuba's hand.
Joey raised a hand slowly and touched his cheek, which had just begun to turn purple.
"What—" he started. Serenity cut him off.
"HOW DARE YOU?!?" she screamed. "All you ever think about is yourself! Just because Yugi accidentally hugged Seto, you go all multiple personalities and start hitting on Mai!"
By now, the entire room was silent. Even the music was turned off. Everyone was looking at the two Wheeler siblings with curiosity, interest, amusement, confusion, take your pick.
"Have you ever thought about how any of us are feeling? What about, Yugi, huh?" She pointed to Yugi, who turned three shades of red and looked at the floor. "And Seto? Ever think about how your BOYFRIEND feels about you dancing with a GIRL?"
Joey looked at Seto, who turned his head to look at a nonexistence point on the wall.
"And what about me?" she continued. "Yes, I am being selfish, but I'm not BETRAYING anyone, like you. Joey, do you know how stupid you are being? You have an absolutely cute boyfriend," Seto blushed slightly. "And you don't even care! Instead, you stick with Mai, who's already reserved by somebody else!"
Nobody asked who had reserved Mai, though Téa turned pink. Joey looked down into his sister's eyes and sighed. "I…I'm sorry." Serenity glared up at him and pointed to Seto.
"Don't tell me, tell him." She went up to Mokuba and startled to talk energetically with him, completely ignoring Joey and Seto.
Joey's soft brown eyes met the icy blue of the Kaibacorp CEO's. He walked hesitantly up to Seto, who looked very hurt.
"I'm sorry…" he whispered softly. Seto smiled and his eyes sparkled.
"Forgiven." He said just as quietly and held Joey's head, leaning down too place a soft kiss on the blonde's lips.
And that was the scene that Mai was met with when she walked in. She let out a horrified shriek, running to a guest bedroom nearby with her face in her hands.
Seto and Joey didn't even notice her. They were too occupied with each other. Soon the curious eyes of the others on them left and they went back to what they were doing.
Isis smiled at Téa. "Now's your chance." She said, pushing the girl toward the guest bedroom. Téa straightened her skirt and nervously patted her hair. She took a deep breath and quietly entered the room, shutting the door carefully behind her.
Mai was sitting on the bed, crying her heart out.
"Mai?" Téa said softly, not wanting to startle the other girl. She looked up and Téa could see that she was a mess because her redone makeup was smeared once again. "Are you all right?"
Téa smacked herself mentally. Of course she's not all right, what am I thinking? She sat down next to Mai cautiously. Mai sniffed.
"What are you doing here? I thought you'd be with all your friends. Why are you here with a brokenhearted girl when you could be out there?" She spat angrily. Téa's eyes brimmed with tears. She looked at her hands, suddenly finding them very interesting.
"…I care." She said quietly. Mai's eyes shot up, alerted.
"Why?"
There was a long silence. Then…
"I…I love you…" Téa whispered, averting her gaze. Mai stood up, now completely alarmed. She touched her ear. Did she just hear right?
"W-what?" she stuttered nervously.
"I said, I love you, Mai-chan. I-I don't care if you don't feel the same way…" She looked down.
Mai-chan? Mai raised an eyebrow. She didn't know what to say. The guy that she had been in love with had practically abandoned her and now this friendship girl was confessing her love to her. This is all happening too fast!
Her head spun and she thought about it. Do…do I love her too? Because the last time I thought I loved someone…they didn't love me back. At all. Now…
Téa had started out the door, taking Mai's silence as rejection. It was stupid of me to think that I even had a chance with her…
"Wait…Téa."
She turned to see Mai walking toward her. And without warning, the blonde leaned down and kissed Téa lightly on the lips. Téa blushed pink and eagerly kissed back. Mai pulled away reluctantly and smiled.
"I never said no, Téa." Téa's eyes lit up and she hugged Mai tightly. Mai complied and hugged her back. "Should we go back now?" She asked, breaking the embrace.
Téa smiled and grabbed Mai's hand. "Let's."
A/n: Oh lord, that was mushy.
Ryou: [puts down fic papers] I think you could've done better, Lei.
Me: [pouts] I just wanted to get this up, that's all.
Bakura: [rolls eyes] Yeah, right. You just wanted Kaiba and Joey to get back together.
Me: That too. [waves to readers] Review, please! And I promise, the next chapter will be lots about Bakura and Yami!
Ryou: That's what you always say…