Amazing! Chapter 5 already! By the way things are going, this will probably
be the last chapter. I didn't expect to have such long chapters, so the
story has moved along quite well with the short amount. After the story is
finished, there will be a sequel, so don't worry!
I love the reviews I am recieving! Thanks for each and every one!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to YGO nor do I claim to. I also do not own any of the songs used in this song based fic.
Please enjoy chapter 5!
Bakura = Ryou
Yami Bakura = Bakura
This story contains Yaoi, don't like then don't read!
~Lyrics~
"Blah" Speaking
'Blah' Thoughts
*~*~~*~* Scene Change
**** Flashback or Dream
//Bakura to Ryou//
/Ryou to Bakura/
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Slowly Drifting Chapter Five: From the Inside
Don't know who to trust, no surprise
Everyone feels so far away from me - From the Inside - Linkin Park
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Bakura wasn't prepared for the sight that met his eyes when he shut the door. Ryou looked like the most fragile thing in the world at the moment. His sliver hair was spread out around his face and shoulders, glimmering in the moonlight. His arm was over head and his face looked peaceful and a bit pained. Bakura just stood in the shadows for the next moments; watching Ryou as he slept.
During the silent moments that he stood there, Bakura observed Ryou's face as it contorted into the look of fear in seconds. Soon Ryou was tossing and turning, groaning and gasping. Ryou jolted up with a shuddering gasp,
"No!"
Ryou brought his knees up to his chest and rested his head on them. He turned his head to the side and stared at the mirror, his long hair spilling over his shoulders. After a moment, he spoke,
"You can come out of hiding, Bakura. What do you want?"
Bakura stepped closer to the bed, where Ryou's face was turned away from him. "How did you know I was here?"
"Reflection off of your hair. I saw it in the mirror. Only you and I have silver hair, so unless I'm two people, it had to be you."
"Oh."
"What do you want from me now? I thought you were enjoying freedom."
"The mutt brought me here. Said your sick and only I could help."
Ryou laughed, a cold bitter laugh. "Oh, if only you knew."
"I also came to talk to you. I've been wanting to for a while now, but I figured you would run again."
"Well, talk. I'm in no shape to run at the moment, so I'm all ears."
"I wanted to ask you somethings as well."
Ryou lifted his head and turned it so he faced Bakura. "Ask away. I'm an open book."
"Ok. One, why did you run?"
"Good question. Why did I run? Let's see..first, I don't think I could bear being so close to you knowing I was a hopeless cause. Second, I felt as though I was betraying myself. I went against my vow to win and gave up. I'm not one to lose easily."
"Two, what's happened to you? You weren't like this when you still lived with me."
"Like this?" Ryou shook his head, noting the black and silver. "You tell me, Bakura. Have you seen my eyes yet? Look at them, who do they remind you of?" Ryou dropped his knees and crawled over to Bakura. "Do you see it, yami? Can you see yourself in my eyes? I'm like this because you pushed me away so much, I unknowingly adopted parts of you to make myself feel closer to you."
"How is that possible?" Bakura's eyes bored into Ryou's as he noted every detail they held.
"The Millenium Ring, Bakura. It felt my pain and changed me. That's why I gave my half to you. I was becoming you; something I did not want to be." Ryou pushed himself back, but Bakura grabbed his wrist.
"Final question, why have you locked yourself away?"
"Easy answer. I'm alone. My friends are only making things worse everytime I see them together. They all have someone, while I can only watch. I'll never be able to feel how they do; protected and loved. My father left me because of what I am, while my yami is cold and heartless. He used my own heart against me and showed me that emotions are weak."
Bakura pulled Ryou against his chest. "I'm not to sure about that anymore. I know I said the last question was it, but one more."
"Go ahead," Ryou's voice was muffled against Bakura's chest.
"Do I love you?"
Ryou lifted his head alittle. "I don't know, Bakura. That's for you to decide. I doubt it though. I can see it in your eyes that you hate everything about me. You can't trust me at all and I don't think you ever will."
Bakura wrapped his arms around Ryou and brought his mouth down to Ryou's ear. "I think I can trust you with one thing. I have a secret, Ryou. May I tell you?"
"Yes," Ryou breathed.
"I do believe I have fallen in love. If that's what you call it."
Instead of the laughs of joy he expected, Bakura was pulled closer as Ryou began to sob. His shoulders shook against Bakura's chest and Bakura frowned.
"Ryou?"
"You fool! Your weak now. You know this, right?"
Bakura smiled alittle. "I know, but didn't you say love made you strong?"
Ryou's sobs doubled and he shook his head yes. Bakura sat down on the bed and allowed Ryou to cry himself asleep, lying on the yami's chest.
*~*~~*~*
Ryou awoke with a large yawn and stretch as he sat up in bed. He smiled as he tossed his messy hair out of his view. 'That was a nice dream.' He walked over to the window and opened it, allowing the cool air to awake him. Sadly he went through his daily routine of brushing his hair and staring out the window.
Soon, a very loud yell rang through the house. So loud that it felt as though the walls were shaking.
"YOU ARE NOT TAKING HIM ANYWHERE!!!"
Ryou looked at his door, puzzled before walking towards it and opening it. The voices were coming from a point down the hallway, somewhere near Seto's office. He poked his head out and craned his neck to see what was going on.
Outside the door to Seto's office, Bakura stood in front of Seto and Joey. Joey stood behind Seto, holding his arm to keep him back. Bakura's arms were crossed and he was glaring at the fist-raised Kaiba. Seto looked as if he were ready to kill Bakura.
"I WILL NOT LET YOU TAKE RYOU WITH YOU! YOU ARE A PSYCO! I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WENT ON LAST NIGHT, BUT I DOUBT HE WANTS TO GO WITH YOU!" Seto was growling at the end of his little outburst, but Bakura still did not appear to be phased in any way.
Bakura opened one eye before opening both and looking at the two with a glare of his own. "I said some rather important things last night. I do believe that Ryou will be happy to come home."
Ryou made an 'eep' ing noise before fainting, face first, in his bedroom doorway.
*~*~~*~*
Someone was gently tapping Ryou's face as he opened his eyes. He was lying on something; someone. Ryou looked up and saw the concerned faces of Joey and Seto, and a look of concern in deep amber eyes. Ryou 'eep'ed again before pushing himself up and away from Bakura.
"Ryou? What's wrong with you?"
"You," Ryou breathed. " I thought I said to stay away from me!"
Seto smirked triumphently. He knew Ryou wasn't going to want to go back home.
"Do you remember what happened last night?"
Ryou blinked. Last night; didn't he go on a small trip with Seto? He also had some very vived dreams......"THAT WAS REAL!?" He passed out again.
*~*~~*~*
Ryou groaned as he attempted to blink the bright light out of his eyes. He attempted to roll over and get away from the light, but someone was holding his body in place while a rather rude person looked at his eyes.
"Ryou," it was the now familiar Dr. Myaka. "Ryou, sweetie. Let me see your eyes. I'm just checking to make sure you didn't have another episode."
"I passed out. That was all. Now would you kindly stop shining that light in my eyes!? It hurts!"
"Oh." The light was removed and Ryou was allowed to sit up. He was still lying in his doorway, but he was no longer being supported by Bakura. In fact, the yami was no where in sight. Dr. Myaka, who was kneeling next to him, stood and smiled.
"He's fine. He bumped his head abit, but he'll be just fine. " She picked her bag up and walked down the steps, but paused midway down. She walked back up and stepped in front of Ryou.
"Each time I've seen you, I've been unable to speak properly to you. I wanted to say that you look just like your mother. She was a beautiful woman, and you have recieved the same beauty."
Ryou's eyes saddened as he stood. "You knew my mother?"
"Yes," she smiled. "We were friends in high school. She was a wonderful woman and I'm sorry that you aren't able to remember that."
"Thanks." Ryou shook her hand and she departed from the Kaiba mansion. When the door shut, Ryou rounded on Seto and Joey.
"WHAT HAPPENED!?"
Seto stepped forward; wanting to calm Ryou down. "We were trying to get Bakura to leave. Ryou, he said he wanted to take you back home. Said something about what happened last night. Ryou, what did happen?"
Ryou's eyes glazed over; his memory kicking in. "Bakura.....Bakura, he said that he loved me."
Seto clenched his fist. "Ryou, you can't believe that. He's just playing with your head."
"Where is he?"
"He went home, he said he didn't want to scare you anymore."
Ryou whispered, "My God, he was serious!" He bolted down the steps, Seto and Joey close on his heels. Joey stopped in the door frame,
"RYOU! HE'S MESSING WITH YOUR HEAD AGAIN!"
Ryou paused long enough to yell, with fire blazing in his eyes. "I DON'T CARE! IT FELT REAL ENOUGH TO ME!"
Ryou ran down the driveway and down the street, towards where his heart lie. As he ran around a corner, thunder cracked overhead.
*~*~~*~*
Ryou was soaking wet and shaking when he stepped onto his own doorstep. He lifted his hand to knock, but couldn't bring himself to do it. He turned away, ready to walk away from his dreams again. An unnaturally soft voice stopped him,
"I must admit, you look rather attractive dripping wet."
Ryou turned around, and looked into the amber eyes of his darkside. Bakura's face was blank but, Ryou could see a glimer of emotion in the dark depths of amber-brown. Bakura stepped aside in the doorway, an unspoken invitation into the house. Ryou slipped past and Bakura shut the door behind him. Bakura leaned against the doorway and Ryou faced him as he spoke.
"Did you mean it?"
"I had to of. You really expect me to reveal any weakness?"
Ryou laughed alittle. "I don't know. I really don't."
Bakura opened his arms, not moving from his spot on the door. Ryou hesitantly walked over and wrapped his own arms around the Spirit of the Ring. Bakura made a face when Ryou pulled away.
"Your soaking wet and shaking!"
Ryou blushed when he looked down and sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck.
"I guess I am. That's what happens when you run through the rain."
"Your gonna catch a cold. Go change."
"Um, yami? Did you forget something? I moved out."
"You took everything!?"
"Uh, yea?"
Bakura growled as he lead Ryou by the hand, up to his room. "You are moving everything back in tomorrow."
Ryou stopped. "Who said I wanted to stay?"
Bakura looked back and facevaulted. "You....you are gonna come home.....right?"
Ryou began laughing. He was laughing so hard he couldn't breathe for a few moments; so it took a while for him to answer.
"Yea......oh the look on your face.......priceless!" Bakura stepped over and picked Ryou up. Ryou pouted and looked up at him. "I can walk on my own, you know."
"Yes, I know. But, I don't want you to do anything stupid, like get the idea of leaving for a joke."
"Aw.....the little Bakura is scared."
Bakura dumped Ryou on his bed and glared. "I have good reason to be." With that, he proceded to remove Ryou clothes and 'help' get him into some clean and dry ones of his own.
*~*~~*~*
The next few weeks were extremely happy for Ryou. With the help of Bakura, he had gotten all of his things back into the house. Stuff at the Bakura household was almost back to normal, with the exception of one thing. Ryou and Bakura had moved their belongings into Ryou's father's room. It was the master bedroom, so therefore, bigger. The room was being redecorated by the two, so that also meant new paint.
Ryou stood on the ladder in the corner of the room, attempting to paint the top of the corner. Bakura had left the room, saying something about being hungry, so that left Ryou alone in the quiet room. He was humming a soft tune, something that just came out of the recesses of his mind, when a loud shout from Bakura broke through his thought. He jumped from being startled and dropped the paintbrush, getting paint all down his front and in his hair. Bakura called for him again, this time somewhere closer to the open door. Ryou sat on the top of the ladder and glared as Bakura entered the room.
"Hey, we just got some money from your ol' man. Nothing to say where it came from except for the return address." Bakura then looked up at Ryou and raised an eyebrow. "You get into a fight with the can of paint and lose?"
"No, you idiot. I was startled by your yelling and dropped the damn brush!"
"Oops."
Ryou hopped of of the top and grabbed the envolope from Bakura's hands. He opened it and peered at the check inside. $2,000 was written on the blue paper, in his father's writing. Ryou handed the check to Bakura and studied the white envolope. In the top left corner, a return address was written in blue ink. Ryou's eyes raked over it and stopped at the country. Brittan was written in the same blue ink. Ryou started crying then. Bakura wrapped his arms aroun him and sat themselves down on the plastic covered bed. Ryou buried his face in Bakura's neck and whimpered.
"He's gone back home. I can't believe it! He really is gone for good! What did I do to deserve this?"
Bakura made noises in his throat to try and soothe the distraut Ryou. "I can't bear to see you do this everytime you see or hear something about your father, Ryou. I love you and this is tearing you apart." Bakura lifted Ryou chin and kissed him gently. "You need to talk to your father. Try to get him to understand who you are. If he really is your father, he'll understand."
Ryou sniffed and leaned back down on Bakura's chest. "You really think I can get him to listen?"
Bakura kissed the top of Ryou's head. "We'll make him listen. We can arrive on his doorstep without any notification. He won't have time to run away."
Ryou smiled against Bakura's neck. "Home. I'd really like to go back for a while."
"Hey, let's go for a walk. We need to get away from the fumes and get some fresh air. When we get back, we can start planning our trip for operation Dad."
Ryou laughed sadly as he got up and changed his clothes. Then, hand in hand, they walked down the streets of Domino city, Japan, walking towards their destiny together, forever.
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YAY! End of the story! I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I do. As you guessed, the sequel will surround Ryou and Bakura as they try to get James to understand their relationship. No flames allowed!
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~*Fire of the Angel
2:45 pm 6-08-03*~
I love the reviews I am recieving! Thanks for each and every one!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to YGO nor do I claim to. I also do not own any of the songs used in this song based fic.
Please enjoy chapter 5!
Bakura = Ryou
Yami Bakura = Bakura
This story contains Yaoi, don't like then don't read!
~Lyrics~
"Blah" Speaking
'Blah' Thoughts
*~*~~*~* Scene Change
**** Flashback or Dream
//Bakura to Ryou//
/Ryou to Bakura/
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
Slowly Drifting Chapter Five: From the Inside
Don't know who to trust, no surprise
Everyone feels so far away from me - From the Inside - Linkin Park
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
Bakura wasn't prepared for the sight that met his eyes when he shut the door. Ryou looked like the most fragile thing in the world at the moment. His sliver hair was spread out around his face and shoulders, glimmering in the moonlight. His arm was over head and his face looked peaceful and a bit pained. Bakura just stood in the shadows for the next moments; watching Ryou as he slept.
During the silent moments that he stood there, Bakura observed Ryou's face as it contorted into the look of fear in seconds. Soon Ryou was tossing and turning, groaning and gasping. Ryou jolted up with a shuddering gasp,
"No!"
Ryou brought his knees up to his chest and rested his head on them. He turned his head to the side and stared at the mirror, his long hair spilling over his shoulders. After a moment, he spoke,
"You can come out of hiding, Bakura. What do you want?"
Bakura stepped closer to the bed, where Ryou's face was turned away from him. "How did you know I was here?"
"Reflection off of your hair. I saw it in the mirror. Only you and I have silver hair, so unless I'm two people, it had to be you."
"Oh."
"What do you want from me now? I thought you were enjoying freedom."
"The mutt brought me here. Said your sick and only I could help."
Ryou laughed, a cold bitter laugh. "Oh, if only you knew."
"I also came to talk to you. I've been wanting to for a while now, but I figured you would run again."
"Well, talk. I'm in no shape to run at the moment, so I'm all ears."
"I wanted to ask you somethings as well."
Ryou lifted his head and turned it so he faced Bakura. "Ask away. I'm an open book."
"Ok. One, why did you run?"
"Good question. Why did I run? Let's see..first, I don't think I could bear being so close to you knowing I was a hopeless cause. Second, I felt as though I was betraying myself. I went against my vow to win and gave up. I'm not one to lose easily."
"Two, what's happened to you? You weren't like this when you still lived with me."
"Like this?" Ryou shook his head, noting the black and silver. "You tell me, Bakura. Have you seen my eyes yet? Look at them, who do they remind you of?" Ryou dropped his knees and crawled over to Bakura. "Do you see it, yami? Can you see yourself in my eyes? I'm like this because you pushed me away so much, I unknowingly adopted parts of you to make myself feel closer to you."
"How is that possible?" Bakura's eyes bored into Ryou's as he noted every detail they held.
"The Millenium Ring, Bakura. It felt my pain and changed me. That's why I gave my half to you. I was becoming you; something I did not want to be." Ryou pushed himself back, but Bakura grabbed his wrist.
"Final question, why have you locked yourself away?"
"Easy answer. I'm alone. My friends are only making things worse everytime I see them together. They all have someone, while I can only watch. I'll never be able to feel how they do; protected and loved. My father left me because of what I am, while my yami is cold and heartless. He used my own heart against me and showed me that emotions are weak."
Bakura pulled Ryou against his chest. "I'm not to sure about that anymore. I know I said the last question was it, but one more."
"Go ahead," Ryou's voice was muffled against Bakura's chest.
"Do I love you?"
Ryou lifted his head alittle. "I don't know, Bakura. That's for you to decide. I doubt it though. I can see it in your eyes that you hate everything about me. You can't trust me at all and I don't think you ever will."
Bakura wrapped his arms around Ryou and brought his mouth down to Ryou's ear. "I think I can trust you with one thing. I have a secret, Ryou. May I tell you?"
"Yes," Ryou breathed.
"I do believe I have fallen in love. If that's what you call it."
Instead of the laughs of joy he expected, Bakura was pulled closer as Ryou began to sob. His shoulders shook against Bakura's chest and Bakura frowned.
"Ryou?"
"You fool! Your weak now. You know this, right?"
Bakura smiled alittle. "I know, but didn't you say love made you strong?"
Ryou's sobs doubled and he shook his head yes. Bakura sat down on the bed and allowed Ryou to cry himself asleep, lying on the yami's chest.
*~*~~*~*
Ryou awoke with a large yawn and stretch as he sat up in bed. He smiled as he tossed his messy hair out of his view. 'That was a nice dream.' He walked over to the window and opened it, allowing the cool air to awake him. Sadly he went through his daily routine of brushing his hair and staring out the window.
Soon, a very loud yell rang through the house. So loud that it felt as though the walls were shaking.
"YOU ARE NOT TAKING HIM ANYWHERE!!!"
Ryou looked at his door, puzzled before walking towards it and opening it. The voices were coming from a point down the hallway, somewhere near Seto's office. He poked his head out and craned his neck to see what was going on.
Outside the door to Seto's office, Bakura stood in front of Seto and Joey. Joey stood behind Seto, holding his arm to keep him back. Bakura's arms were crossed and he was glaring at the fist-raised Kaiba. Seto looked as if he were ready to kill Bakura.
"I WILL NOT LET YOU TAKE RYOU WITH YOU! YOU ARE A PSYCO! I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WENT ON LAST NIGHT, BUT I DOUBT HE WANTS TO GO WITH YOU!" Seto was growling at the end of his little outburst, but Bakura still did not appear to be phased in any way.
Bakura opened one eye before opening both and looking at the two with a glare of his own. "I said some rather important things last night. I do believe that Ryou will be happy to come home."
Ryou made an 'eep' ing noise before fainting, face first, in his bedroom doorway.
*~*~~*~*
Someone was gently tapping Ryou's face as he opened his eyes. He was lying on something; someone. Ryou looked up and saw the concerned faces of Joey and Seto, and a look of concern in deep amber eyes. Ryou 'eep'ed again before pushing himself up and away from Bakura.
"Ryou? What's wrong with you?"
"You," Ryou breathed. " I thought I said to stay away from me!"
Seto smirked triumphently. He knew Ryou wasn't going to want to go back home.
"Do you remember what happened last night?"
Ryou blinked. Last night; didn't he go on a small trip with Seto? He also had some very vived dreams......"THAT WAS REAL!?" He passed out again.
*~*~~*~*
Ryou groaned as he attempted to blink the bright light out of his eyes. He attempted to roll over and get away from the light, but someone was holding his body in place while a rather rude person looked at his eyes.
"Ryou," it was the now familiar Dr. Myaka. "Ryou, sweetie. Let me see your eyes. I'm just checking to make sure you didn't have another episode."
"I passed out. That was all. Now would you kindly stop shining that light in my eyes!? It hurts!"
"Oh." The light was removed and Ryou was allowed to sit up. He was still lying in his doorway, but he was no longer being supported by Bakura. In fact, the yami was no where in sight. Dr. Myaka, who was kneeling next to him, stood and smiled.
"He's fine. He bumped his head abit, but he'll be just fine. " She picked her bag up and walked down the steps, but paused midway down. She walked back up and stepped in front of Ryou.
"Each time I've seen you, I've been unable to speak properly to you. I wanted to say that you look just like your mother. She was a beautiful woman, and you have recieved the same beauty."
Ryou's eyes saddened as he stood. "You knew my mother?"
"Yes," she smiled. "We were friends in high school. She was a wonderful woman and I'm sorry that you aren't able to remember that."
"Thanks." Ryou shook her hand and she departed from the Kaiba mansion. When the door shut, Ryou rounded on Seto and Joey.
"WHAT HAPPENED!?"
Seto stepped forward; wanting to calm Ryou down. "We were trying to get Bakura to leave. Ryou, he said he wanted to take you back home. Said something about what happened last night. Ryou, what did happen?"
Ryou's eyes glazed over; his memory kicking in. "Bakura.....Bakura, he said that he loved me."
Seto clenched his fist. "Ryou, you can't believe that. He's just playing with your head."
"Where is he?"
"He went home, he said he didn't want to scare you anymore."
Ryou whispered, "My God, he was serious!" He bolted down the steps, Seto and Joey close on his heels. Joey stopped in the door frame,
"RYOU! HE'S MESSING WITH YOUR HEAD AGAIN!"
Ryou paused long enough to yell, with fire blazing in his eyes. "I DON'T CARE! IT FELT REAL ENOUGH TO ME!"
Ryou ran down the driveway and down the street, towards where his heart lie. As he ran around a corner, thunder cracked overhead.
*~*~~*~*
Ryou was soaking wet and shaking when he stepped onto his own doorstep. He lifted his hand to knock, but couldn't bring himself to do it. He turned away, ready to walk away from his dreams again. An unnaturally soft voice stopped him,
"I must admit, you look rather attractive dripping wet."
Ryou turned around, and looked into the amber eyes of his darkside. Bakura's face was blank but, Ryou could see a glimer of emotion in the dark depths of amber-brown. Bakura stepped aside in the doorway, an unspoken invitation into the house. Ryou slipped past and Bakura shut the door behind him. Bakura leaned against the doorway and Ryou faced him as he spoke.
"Did you mean it?"
"I had to of. You really expect me to reveal any weakness?"
Ryou laughed alittle. "I don't know. I really don't."
Bakura opened his arms, not moving from his spot on the door. Ryou hesitantly walked over and wrapped his own arms around the Spirit of the Ring. Bakura made a face when Ryou pulled away.
"Your soaking wet and shaking!"
Ryou blushed when he looked down and sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck.
"I guess I am. That's what happens when you run through the rain."
"Your gonna catch a cold. Go change."
"Um, yami? Did you forget something? I moved out."
"You took everything!?"
"Uh, yea?"
Bakura growled as he lead Ryou by the hand, up to his room. "You are moving everything back in tomorrow."
Ryou stopped. "Who said I wanted to stay?"
Bakura looked back and facevaulted. "You....you are gonna come home.....right?"
Ryou began laughing. He was laughing so hard he couldn't breathe for a few moments; so it took a while for him to answer.
"Yea......oh the look on your face.......priceless!" Bakura stepped over and picked Ryou up. Ryou pouted and looked up at him. "I can walk on my own, you know."
"Yes, I know. But, I don't want you to do anything stupid, like get the idea of leaving for a joke."
"Aw.....the little Bakura is scared."
Bakura dumped Ryou on his bed and glared. "I have good reason to be." With that, he proceded to remove Ryou clothes and 'help' get him into some clean and dry ones of his own.
*~*~~*~*
The next few weeks were extremely happy for Ryou. With the help of Bakura, he had gotten all of his things back into the house. Stuff at the Bakura household was almost back to normal, with the exception of one thing. Ryou and Bakura had moved their belongings into Ryou's father's room. It was the master bedroom, so therefore, bigger. The room was being redecorated by the two, so that also meant new paint.
Ryou stood on the ladder in the corner of the room, attempting to paint the top of the corner. Bakura had left the room, saying something about being hungry, so that left Ryou alone in the quiet room. He was humming a soft tune, something that just came out of the recesses of his mind, when a loud shout from Bakura broke through his thought. He jumped from being startled and dropped the paintbrush, getting paint all down his front and in his hair. Bakura called for him again, this time somewhere closer to the open door. Ryou sat on the top of the ladder and glared as Bakura entered the room.
"Hey, we just got some money from your ol' man. Nothing to say where it came from except for the return address." Bakura then looked up at Ryou and raised an eyebrow. "You get into a fight with the can of paint and lose?"
"No, you idiot. I was startled by your yelling and dropped the damn brush!"
"Oops."
Ryou hopped of of the top and grabbed the envolope from Bakura's hands. He opened it and peered at the check inside. $2,000 was written on the blue paper, in his father's writing. Ryou handed the check to Bakura and studied the white envolope. In the top left corner, a return address was written in blue ink. Ryou's eyes raked over it and stopped at the country. Brittan was written in the same blue ink. Ryou started crying then. Bakura wrapped his arms aroun him and sat themselves down on the plastic covered bed. Ryou buried his face in Bakura's neck and whimpered.
"He's gone back home. I can't believe it! He really is gone for good! What did I do to deserve this?"
Bakura made noises in his throat to try and soothe the distraut Ryou. "I can't bear to see you do this everytime you see or hear something about your father, Ryou. I love you and this is tearing you apart." Bakura lifted Ryou chin and kissed him gently. "You need to talk to your father. Try to get him to understand who you are. If he really is your father, he'll understand."
Ryou sniffed and leaned back down on Bakura's chest. "You really think I can get him to listen?"
Bakura kissed the top of Ryou's head. "We'll make him listen. We can arrive on his doorstep without any notification. He won't have time to run away."
Ryou smiled against Bakura's neck. "Home. I'd really like to go back for a while."
"Hey, let's go for a walk. We need to get away from the fumes and get some fresh air. When we get back, we can start planning our trip for operation Dad."
Ryou laughed sadly as he got up and changed his clothes. Then, hand in hand, they walked down the streets of Domino city, Japan, walking towards their destiny together, forever.
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YAY! End of the story! I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I do. As you guessed, the sequel will surround Ryou and Bakura as they try to get James to understand their relationship. No flames allowed!
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~*Fire of the Angel
2:45 pm 6-08-03*~
