My One Promise, Chapter 6
Well hello all! It's been a while, hasn't it? I apologise. And also, I want to say thank you to all my reviewers. You guys are great! Hope you continue in the future! Nothing more to say, so on with the fic!
Disclaimer: The usual . . .I don't own . . .
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The bus trip seemed to take as long as the school day had. It felt as though it kept travelling on and on in a never-ending circle. But, as we all know, that wasn't what was really going on. It was just because each of them were now worried beyond belief about a certain scarlet-eyed friend.
"Man, I really hope he starts getting better soon . . ." Tristan stated monotonously, his head lowered slightly and his hands folded on his left knee. But Téa, Joey nor Bakura responded to him.
Téa busied herself by staring out the larger window, looking at all the natural scenery as it passed them quickly by. However, she wasn't really enjoying what she was seeing. No, instead she was lost in her own thoughts, her own mind, wondering how everything was going to turn out for them. She was just that kind of person, after all.
Joey was obviously spaced out in his own little world. His chocolate brown eyes were firmly focused on the dirty, black bus floor; however, it was indeed evident that that wasn't what he was really seeing. Just like Téa, he was lost in his own thoughts . . .perhaps the most worried of all four. He had been friends with Yugi for a good while now, but also seemed to know him the best. The thought of what might happen to his short pal was actually frightening him.
Bakura himself looked saddened as well, just like the others. His face supported this by flashing one of his usual 'puppy-eyed' looks. But just like the old saying goes, 'looks can be deceiving'. And in this case especially, no one ever suspects the sweet, innocent, kindly sounding friend . . .but wait. There was something suspicious about Bakura's behaviour. This wasn't like him; back stabbing a friend, lying about it, causing someone close to him so much pain and suffering. No, this was indeed, Yami Bakura. The one who sought revenge against the Pharaoh for burning down his village and killing his family back in the Egyptian times. Of course, he wasn't going to harm the Pharaoh directly . . .instead, deciding to team up with Marik and killing the one that was closest to the old king; the puzzle-bearing Yugi. With their Millennium Items combined, they were able to place a curse upon the fifteen-year-old boy. It was an ancient curse, which put the bearer in a short-lasting sickness. It caused them terrible pain, until they finally died about a week later. And even in the after-life, the cursed one wasn't relieved. They would spend eternity in the dark, cold, abyss known as the Shadow Realm. But was the same thing going to happen to Yugi? Was the puzzle-bearer actually going to die, not having lived a long life?
"Finally!" Tristan suddenly cried out, raising himself from the hardened bus seat. They had at long last arrived at the downtown bus depot. And so after lifting themselves up from the comfort of their seats, they all filed out the doors, following the growing crowd of anonymous people.
Like a car in a traffic jam, the group of friends were trying to make their way to their next transit vehicle, where they would board and get to the hospital in about ten minutes time. But by the way things were going, they weren't going to make it to the port in time.
"C'man, move it!" Joey grumbled, pushing his way through the cluster of people. "I gotta sick friend waitin' for me! Outta my way!" The others followed closely behind; slightly appreciative that Joey had made them a diminutive pathway to follow. But still, besides Joey's loud and boisterous comments to those around him, no words were spoken between of them.
It was a very close call, but the four of them had managed to make it to the bus port on time. Although Tristan and Joey had to remain standing, at least they were on their way to their anticipated destination.
This time it was Tristan who gazed blankly out the bus's large window. Nightfall had fast approached, by the looks of it. The once bright sun was now nothing more then a glowing ball of orange and gold, which was quickly hiding itself behind the distant mountains. The sky was reflecting this, for it was radiating magnificent colours of pink, purple, and tangerine. The soft colours seemed to brighten Tristan's mood, as a small, yet visible smile crossed his thin lips. After all, the sun did remind him of Yugi . . .bright, and always warm towards everyone. ((a/n- that wasn't meant in a shounen ai sense, just a friendly sense ^_^))
Téa noticed this, and raised a curious brow.
"What's he smiling about? Isn't he at all worried about poor Yugi?" She asked herself mentally; feeling a little hurt that Tristan of all people could be smiling at a time like this. But soon enough, Joey's eyes met the setting sun as well. And, as expected, the corners of his pale lips curved into a captivating smile. After a couple more moments, even Bakura was grinning cutely.
"What is wrong with you guys? You think it's a good thing that our friend is suffering?" She cried out, her hands forming themselves into angered fists. But the other three continued on smiling all the same, looking at her through glimmering eyes.
"Hey Téa, why don't you take a look outside?" Joey said, nodding his head in the direction of the waning sun. As asked, she turned her attention to the beautiful orb that was now almost completely hidden behind the massive mountain. She continued to stay quiet for a few moments, still not understanding what the others were smiling about.
It took a moment, but when Téa returned her attention to her friends, she too had a hopeful smile on her face. "You're right guys," she stated, pulling down on her blue skirt. "The sun is a lot like him."
"Oh look," Bakura suddenly noted, pointing to a large building just ahead. Joey, Tristan and Téa then gazed in the appointed direction. It was indeed, the Tokyo Hospital.
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After pulling the bell to get off, the group had at long last made it to their destination. And without further ado, they all began walking towards the main entrance . . .amidst the gust, which was blowing against them.
The doors were automatic, so getting inside wasn't a problem! And even though the weather was as warm as ever, it couldn't compare with the coolness of the breeze. They were only outdoors for a few moments, but already, they were all getting chills.
"May I help you?" the receptionist called over to them from behind the wooden oak desk.
"Yeah, we're here to see Yugi Mutou." Joey said, rubbing his hands together in attempt to warm them up.
"Mutou . . .Mutou . . .oh! You mean that younger lad who was taken into intensive care!" the woman, flipping through a few of the white papers in front of her. But her cheerful expression instantly turned grim as she read through them. "I'm sorry to you all, but I'm afraid I have some bad news . . ."
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Bad news? Uh oh, that's not something you want to hear at a hospital. Has Yugi actually died? If so, will Bakura and Marik finally get what they both want . . .revenge against the Pharaoh? Hee hee, only I know the answers to these questions. And unless you guys review, I'm not going to tell you either (yup, that's blackmail all right.) So, if you care to know what happens next, you'll leave me a nice, long review! Reminder: Don't flame me too much, either -_-; Until next time!
Well hello all! It's been a while, hasn't it? I apologise. And also, I want to say thank you to all my reviewers. You guys are great! Hope you continue in the future! Nothing more to say, so on with the fic!
Disclaimer: The usual . . .I don't own . . .
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
The bus trip seemed to take as long as the school day had. It felt as though it kept travelling on and on in a never-ending circle. But, as we all know, that wasn't what was really going on. It was just because each of them were now worried beyond belief about a certain scarlet-eyed friend.
"Man, I really hope he starts getting better soon . . ." Tristan stated monotonously, his head lowered slightly and his hands folded on his left knee. But Téa, Joey nor Bakura responded to him.
Téa busied herself by staring out the larger window, looking at all the natural scenery as it passed them quickly by. However, she wasn't really enjoying what she was seeing. No, instead she was lost in her own thoughts, her own mind, wondering how everything was going to turn out for them. She was just that kind of person, after all.
Joey was obviously spaced out in his own little world. His chocolate brown eyes were firmly focused on the dirty, black bus floor; however, it was indeed evident that that wasn't what he was really seeing. Just like Téa, he was lost in his own thoughts . . .perhaps the most worried of all four. He had been friends with Yugi for a good while now, but also seemed to know him the best. The thought of what might happen to his short pal was actually frightening him.
Bakura himself looked saddened as well, just like the others. His face supported this by flashing one of his usual 'puppy-eyed' looks. But just like the old saying goes, 'looks can be deceiving'. And in this case especially, no one ever suspects the sweet, innocent, kindly sounding friend . . .but wait. There was something suspicious about Bakura's behaviour. This wasn't like him; back stabbing a friend, lying about it, causing someone close to him so much pain and suffering. No, this was indeed, Yami Bakura. The one who sought revenge against the Pharaoh for burning down his village and killing his family back in the Egyptian times. Of course, he wasn't going to harm the Pharaoh directly . . .instead, deciding to team up with Marik and killing the one that was closest to the old king; the puzzle-bearing Yugi. With their Millennium Items combined, they were able to place a curse upon the fifteen-year-old boy. It was an ancient curse, which put the bearer in a short-lasting sickness. It caused them terrible pain, until they finally died about a week later. And even in the after-life, the cursed one wasn't relieved. They would spend eternity in the dark, cold, abyss known as the Shadow Realm. But was the same thing going to happen to Yugi? Was the puzzle-bearer actually going to die, not having lived a long life?
"Finally!" Tristan suddenly cried out, raising himself from the hardened bus seat. They had at long last arrived at the downtown bus depot. And so after lifting themselves up from the comfort of their seats, they all filed out the doors, following the growing crowd of anonymous people.
Like a car in a traffic jam, the group of friends were trying to make their way to their next transit vehicle, where they would board and get to the hospital in about ten minutes time. But by the way things were going, they weren't going to make it to the port in time.
"C'man, move it!" Joey grumbled, pushing his way through the cluster of people. "I gotta sick friend waitin' for me! Outta my way!" The others followed closely behind; slightly appreciative that Joey had made them a diminutive pathway to follow. But still, besides Joey's loud and boisterous comments to those around him, no words were spoken between of them.
It was a very close call, but the four of them had managed to make it to the bus port on time. Although Tristan and Joey had to remain standing, at least they were on their way to their anticipated destination.
This time it was Tristan who gazed blankly out the bus's large window. Nightfall had fast approached, by the looks of it. The once bright sun was now nothing more then a glowing ball of orange and gold, which was quickly hiding itself behind the distant mountains. The sky was reflecting this, for it was radiating magnificent colours of pink, purple, and tangerine. The soft colours seemed to brighten Tristan's mood, as a small, yet visible smile crossed his thin lips. After all, the sun did remind him of Yugi . . .bright, and always warm towards everyone. ((a/n- that wasn't meant in a shounen ai sense, just a friendly sense ^_^))
Téa noticed this, and raised a curious brow.
"What's he smiling about? Isn't he at all worried about poor Yugi?" She asked herself mentally; feeling a little hurt that Tristan of all people could be smiling at a time like this. But soon enough, Joey's eyes met the setting sun as well. And, as expected, the corners of his pale lips curved into a captivating smile. After a couple more moments, even Bakura was grinning cutely.
"What is wrong with you guys? You think it's a good thing that our friend is suffering?" She cried out, her hands forming themselves into angered fists. But the other three continued on smiling all the same, looking at her through glimmering eyes.
"Hey Téa, why don't you take a look outside?" Joey said, nodding his head in the direction of the waning sun. As asked, she turned her attention to the beautiful orb that was now almost completely hidden behind the massive mountain. She continued to stay quiet for a few moments, still not understanding what the others were smiling about.
It took a moment, but when Téa returned her attention to her friends, she too had a hopeful smile on her face. "You're right guys," she stated, pulling down on her blue skirt. "The sun is a lot like him."
"Oh look," Bakura suddenly noted, pointing to a large building just ahead. Joey, Tristan and Téa then gazed in the appointed direction. It was indeed, the Tokyo Hospital.
~~*~~*~~
After pulling the bell to get off, the group had at long last made it to their destination. And without further ado, they all began walking towards the main entrance . . .amidst the gust, which was blowing against them.
The doors were automatic, so getting inside wasn't a problem! And even though the weather was as warm as ever, it couldn't compare with the coolness of the breeze. They were only outdoors for a few moments, but already, they were all getting chills.
"May I help you?" the receptionist called over to them from behind the wooden oak desk.
"Yeah, we're here to see Yugi Mutou." Joey said, rubbing his hands together in attempt to warm them up.
"Mutou . . .Mutou . . .oh! You mean that younger lad who was taken into intensive care!" the woman, flipping through a few of the white papers in front of her. But her cheerful expression instantly turned grim as she read through them. "I'm sorry to you all, but I'm afraid I have some bad news . . ."
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Bad news? Uh oh, that's not something you want to hear at a hospital. Has Yugi actually died? If so, will Bakura and Marik finally get what they both want . . .revenge against the Pharaoh? Hee hee, only I know the answers to these questions. And unless you guys review, I'm not going to tell you either (yup, that's blackmail all right.) So, if you care to know what happens next, you'll leave me a nice, long review! Reminder: Don't flame me too much, either -_-; Until next time!
