If you're still with me, thank you. If not, then you're not even reading these sentences! Now, lets see where I go with this chapter!
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Chapter Four~ Welcomed Forgiveness
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I nap for the remainder of the morning, until lunch- another bloody chicken soup. Ugh. I'm boycotting Campbell's when I get out of here! I chomp down viciously on a celery stalk, wishing I had some peanut butter to go with it, but am interrupted by a beeping. I nearly jump out of my skin, but control myself so my food doesn't go flying. Picking up my computer, I see I have an email.
[To: Bakura Ryou, ba_hikari_albino@netsender.com.
From: Mutou Yugi, darky_rocks_like_Augertet@mailzap.com.
Subject: Our yami.
Hey, R-kun! Oy, that was close. Or did he figure it out anyway? I know Yami can tell if I'm lying. Listen, about this morning. I promise I won't tell anyone, but I really don't think we should hang out in person for a while. I don't want to sound mean, but you were scaring me. A lot. But I bet you were scaring yourself, too. Oy. I thought you were a virgin! You've never had a boyfriend (as far as I know).
Listen. Please- and I know you will- keep quiet about this. If Yami learned about this, he'd go ballistic on one or both of us. I hate having to hide it from him, but it's dangerous to let him know. If your yami's mad, I'm sorry. I hope he hasn't hurt you. How did he get back, anyway? Is it like how he still possessed you after Honda threw the Ring away?
Don't want to make this too long. Please respond. Remember, I still consider you my friend. I hope you can straighten your emotions out. It scared me how you were acting- not just for myself, but for you, too. I know you didn't really want to go through with that.
I'll email you some songs. You like REO Speedwagon? They're a band from America, I think. Either that or Canada. I don't know. How about Led Zeppelin? Pink Floyd? Dire Straits?
Talk to you soon. Remember, you're still my friend, and I'll do what I can to help you. ^______^ Stay cool!]
I wipe a tear away, grateful for Yugi's continued kindness. I begin to type.
[To: Mutou Yugi, darky_rocks_like_Augertet@mailzap.com.
From: Bakura Ryou, ba_hikari_albino@netsender.com.
Subject: Music, my yami, gratitude.
Konnichi-wa, Y-kun! Yep. He figured it out. He didn't hurt me- physically, at least. You're right about how he got back. I don't blame you for being freaked. You're right, I'm scared, too. Yeah, I'm a virgin. I'm sorry. I can't believe that I was going to do that! Ugh, I SO grossed myself out. Thanks for not being too mad. You're my best friend, you know. I don't want that to change, just because I do some khem stuff. I'm glad you're still speaking to me, and thanks for still being my friend. I hope Yugioh doesn't find out, too, so I'm going to keep my trap shut. I don't want to screw up relations between you two.
I don't know where REO Speedwagon is from, either, but they're OK. I don't really know any of their songs. Pink Floyd rules, Led Zeppelin is OK (I can't understand a lot of their stuff), and Dire Straits is cool. Got "Sultans of Swing?" How's about some Beatles or Styx? Journey? Kansas? Queen (Bohemian Rhapsody, esp.)?
Thanks a billion, Y-kun. I don't know what I'd do if I knew I scared you away. You're a great friend. That means so much more to me than anything else. I'm sorry I put other things before that, for a while. Thanks for understanding that I'm confused. Man, my head's been really screwy. Maybe this damn place is getting to me. Or maybe I AM nuts. I don't know. I hope not. I don't want to hurt anyone. Thanks for still caring.]
I press the SEND button, and stash the device under my pillow, for I know that the nurse will come soon to take my lunch tray.
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That was way shorter, I know. And a bit less angsty. But the emails are important. You'll see in the next chapter! Oh, and those email addresses are (duh) bogus. Fake. Made up. Yugi's is basically saying the Dark Magician rocks like Hell (Augertet is a way to say underworld in the language of Kemet).
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Chapter Four~ Welcomed Forgiveness
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I nap for the remainder of the morning, until lunch- another bloody chicken soup. Ugh. I'm boycotting Campbell's when I get out of here! I chomp down viciously on a celery stalk, wishing I had some peanut butter to go with it, but am interrupted by a beeping. I nearly jump out of my skin, but control myself so my food doesn't go flying. Picking up my computer, I see I have an email.
[To: Bakura Ryou, ba_hikari_albino@netsender.com.
From: Mutou Yugi, darky_rocks_like_Augertet@mailzap.com.
Subject: Our yami.
Hey, R-kun! Oy, that was close. Or did he figure it out anyway? I know Yami can tell if I'm lying. Listen, about this morning. I promise I won't tell anyone, but I really don't think we should hang out in person for a while. I don't want to sound mean, but you were scaring me. A lot. But I bet you were scaring yourself, too. Oy. I thought you were a virgin! You've never had a boyfriend (as far as I know).
Listen. Please- and I know you will- keep quiet about this. If Yami learned about this, he'd go ballistic on one or both of us. I hate having to hide it from him, but it's dangerous to let him know. If your yami's mad, I'm sorry. I hope he hasn't hurt you. How did he get back, anyway? Is it like how he still possessed you after Honda threw the Ring away?
Don't want to make this too long. Please respond. Remember, I still consider you my friend. I hope you can straighten your emotions out. It scared me how you were acting- not just for myself, but for you, too. I know you didn't really want to go through with that.
I'll email you some songs. You like REO Speedwagon? They're a band from America, I think. Either that or Canada. I don't know. How about Led Zeppelin? Pink Floyd? Dire Straits?
Talk to you soon. Remember, you're still my friend, and I'll do what I can to help you. ^______^ Stay cool!]
I wipe a tear away, grateful for Yugi's continued kindness. I begin to type.
[To: Mutou Yugi, darky_rocks_like_Augertet@mailzap.com.
From: Bakura Ryou, ba_hikari_albino@netsender.com.
Subject: Music, my yami, gratitude.
Konnichi-wa, Y-kun! Yep. He figured it out. He didn't hurt me- physically, at least. You're right about how he got back. I don't blame you for being freaked. You're right, I'm scared, too. Yeah, I'm a virgin. I'm sorry. I can't believe that I was going to do that! Ugh, I SO grossed myself out. Thanks for not being too mad. You're my best friend, you know. I don't want that to change, just because I do some khem stuff. I'm glad you're still speaking to me, and thanks for still being my friend. I hope Yugioh doesn't find out, too, so I'm going to keep my trap shut. I don't want to screw up relations between you two.
I don't know where REO Speedwagon is from, either, but they're OK. I don't really know any of their songs. Pink Floyd rules, Led Zeppelin is OK (I can't understand a lot of their stuff), and Dire Straits is cool. Got "Sultans of Swing?" How's about some Beatles or Styx? Journey? Kansas? Queen (Bohemian Rhapsody, esp.)?
Thanks a billion, Y-kun. I don't know what I'd do if I knew I scared you away. You're a great friend. That means so much more to me than anything else. I'm sorry I put other things before that, for a while. Thanks for understanding that I'm confused. Man, my head's been really screwy. Maybe this damn place is getting to me. Or maybe I AM nuts. I don't know. I hope not. I don't want to hurt anyone. Thanks for still caring.]
I press the SEND button, and stash the device under my pillow, for I know that the nurse will come soon to take my lunch tray.
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That was way shorter, I know. And a bit less angsty. But the emails are important. You'll see in the next chapter! Oh, and those email addresses are (duh) bogus. Fake. Made up. Yugi's is basically saying the Dark Magician rocks like Hell (Augertet is a way to say underworld in the language of Kemet).