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Disclaimer: ::sighs:: Still no own them…
Warning: Dark, depressing, shounen-ai (hints at the moment, more later on) and OOCness. Not for the faint of heart or kids. You've been warned!
-…- = Words from journal
Wounded – Unexpected Truths
"Hm? Oh hey, Ryou. Why are you here this early in the morning?" Yami yawned, rubbing the sleep from his half opened eyes.
His question was ignored as an object was shoved roughly at him.
"Huh? What's this?" Yami blinked.
The white haired hikari glared at him, "This is your proof, Pharaoh."
"Proof? What are you talking about?"
"Proof that Bakura does have a heart. Proof that he is only human."
Ryou turned to leave, but was stopped as Yami grabbed his arm.
"What in the world is going on?"
"Read the damn thing and you'll figure it out. Of course that is if any word in there gets through that thick skull of yours. And these are the keys to my house. After you've read every last word in there, I want you to go over there and talk to Bakura. I don't care what you think after you read that, but you are going to talk to Bakura, even if I have to drag you to him myself." Ryou pushed a set of keys into Yami's hand and marched off.
Yami stood at the doorway staring after Ryou until he was out of sight.
His attention finally turned to the object in his hand.
It was a leather-bounded book kept shut by a thick silver cord.
'Journal' was engraved in silver on the front.
Yami looked at it curiously as he closed the front door and trudged upstairs.
He opened the door to his room and walked in, closing it behind him.
He turned the journal in his hand and small lettering on the lower right corner of the back cover caught his eyes.
Bakura.
Bakura kept a journal? Since when?
Now he was definitely intrigued.
Yami placed the key on his side table and situated himself comfortably on his bed.
"Why does Ryou want me to read this? Why was he so angry? That was so unlike him."
He looked down at the book, but it just stared back at him, silently coaxing him to open it.
"Well…it can't hurt to read something, right? They're just words. Words won't make any difference."
Oh, but words do make a difference and these words made all the difference in the world.
But the Game King had no idea how wrong he was…or the shock he was in for…
Yami unknotted the cord and opened the cover.
- KEEP OUT! Do NOT go beyond this page! You shouldn't even be reading this page! Put this back now or suffer my WRATH!!!-
Ignoring that, Yami turned the page and started to read.
This first entry was dated about six months ago.
Crimson eyes looked bored as it scanned down yet another page. "Why is Ryou making me read all of Bakura's complaining? What kind of joke is this?"
Yami was about to shut the book and throw it away when a flash of red caught his eyes.
He turned to the page and gasped lightly when he saw drops of red dotting the page.
It didn't take him too long to realize that it was blood.
This intrigued him and he started to read again, noting also that the pages were slightly wrinkled as if water had been splattered on it.
His eyes widened in horror as finished the entry. "This has to be a joke…some sick, twisted joke…I'm not reading anymore…"
But Yami could not put the book down; it captivated him, fueling his thirst to know more.
To know more about Bakura.
His darkest secrets.
His deepest desires.
His greatest fears.
To see the heart behind the cold image.
And dare to hope that maybe…just maybe…that…Bakura…still…did…
Yami shook his head, he was zoning out.
He concentrated on what he was reading.
Remorse coursed through him, increasing as he read more. "Ra, Bakura…why are you doing this to yourself? Why? I'm not worth hurting yourself over…"
-What is this that I'm feeling?
Hate.
But there's something else to it. This aching feeling in my heart.
My heart. The one that was suppose to be frozen. Not there…
I feel as if I've forgotten something. Something I should remember…But what is it?!-
"He doesn't remember…he doesn't remember what happened…"
Yami finished the page and shut the book.
His breathing hitched in his throat and tears slipped from his crimson eyes. "Oh Ra…I didn't know…I didn't know…Bakura…I never knew…"
He saw the keys on the desk and remembered what Ryou had said earlier.
Scrambling, he got dressed quickly and left the house, leaving a short note to tell Yuugi he had gone out.
~*~*~*~
"WHERE IS IT? WHERE IS IT?!"
Bakura tore through his room, searching frantically. "RYOU!!!"
He received no answer and quickly became aware of the fact that he was alone in the house.
It was only 10 in the goddamned morning! Where the hell was Ryou?
But there were more important things for Bakura to worry about at the moment. Like finding the journal that seemed to have mysteriously vanished.
"Where the hell is it? I know I left it beneath these books. Where can it be? Gr…Ryou better not have anything to do with this!"
In minutes, the room was turned upside down.
Bakura was so absorbed in finding his lost journal that he didn't hear the door open downstairs and someone walking up the stairs.
"Not here, no it's not here, not here…arg!" He groaned in frustration, tugging at his hair.
"Looking for something, Thief?" A smug voice asked from behind him.
Bakura flipped around and saw Yami standing at the door. A smirk played on the Pharaoh's face and he was waving something.
He was about to ask Yami what the hell he was doing there when he focused in on what the Pharaoh was waving.
And the silver hair fiend's eyes widened greatly. "But…but…how…?"
"Are you looking for this, Bakura?" Yami asked, his voice suddenly quiet.
"Give me that back, damn it!" Bakura growled, "before I take it from you!"
"No, not yet, Bakura, we need to talk first."
"Give it back, this is your last chance, Pharaoh!"
"NO! We need to talk!"
"No! There is nothing to talk about."
"Bakura…"
Yami didn't get to finish, as he was roughly tackled backwards.
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Lalalala…. the end of Chapter 3.
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