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Junko the Lost: If you don't know the summary by now then you're really dense
Yami: No, you're the dense one, Junko
Junko: Why are you being so mean to me? What have I ever done to you?
Yami: You exist
Junko: (Starts crying): Yami, you are a horrible person, taking advantage of me having bad days.
Yami: What happened_this_time?
Junko: I am broke and I can't by my Yu-Gi-Oh! DVDs and that means I have to watching the evil dubbing! (Twitches nervously)
~~~~~
At school the next day they hardly talked to each other, pretending they didn't know the other was alive. Ryou sensed something odd, though and confided in his friend, Junko.
"Junko?" He said, after school. They sat in the park, under the shade of a tree.
"Yes, Ryou?" Her lilting voice asked, as she brushed her blonde hair away from her sparkling pink eyes.
"Why do you think Yami and Yugi aren't getting to be friends?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, they look so much alike. Is it right that they should be not talking to each other?"
She pondered this a minute before replying. "Actually, I was thinking the same thing earlier. Maybe they are intimidated by each other, I mean I would be if I found some who looks like me."
"But when they see each other they kind of give these half-smiles even though they don't say anything."
"Maybe they're hiding something, maybe they don't want us to know they are friends. Anyway, why do you care, Ryou?"
He blushed and looked away, fiddling with a piece of grass.
"I see," She said, "In that case you should tell Yugi how you feel, Ryou. And even if he doesn't feel the same way, you can still be friends."
"But he's so innocent, he wouldn't understand."
"He will, Ryou, you know it. You're just trying to make excuses 'cause you're scared." She said, matter-of-factly.
He sighed, looking up at the sky. Fluffy white clouds flitted across his vision. It was so opposite of what he felt inside.
~~~~~
Months passed. Yugi and Yami continued to meet in secret and though others guessed, they never knew for sure. Ryou never confessed his love for Yugi. Sometimes Yugi's friends would question him about his 'love life,' but he would just contentedly smile and say it was none of their business. Whenever this happened, Ryou would find any excuse to leave.
Summer came, and with it, Yugi and Yami began to see each other more frequently. Ryou once spotted them kissing in a movie. He cried himself to sleep that night. The next day he relayed what he saw to his friends (except Yugi). They all excepted it, knowing that Yugi had once been thoroughly depressed without Yami, but now he was happy and carefree. They all loved this Yugi.
~~~~~
After that, seeing Yami and Yugi together was a common occurrence. One day, Ryou had seen Yami and Yugi kissing in the movies yet again, when he decided to leave early. He walked outside and wandered around. He began to cry, when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around to see Bakura there.
"He's not coming back." He said, watching Ryou. Bakura had been expelled near the end of the school year, but before that, he had tormented Ryou daily.
"What do you mean?" Ryou replied, backing away.
"I saw them, and I saw your reaction. I know you're jealous." He smirked.
"So what if I am? What's it to you?"
Bakura raised a fist. "Don't you talk to me that way!" He yelled.
"Go ahead hit me," Ryou said, eyes defiant. "There's no point in me living anymore, so I'd be happy if you raped and killed me!" He closed his eyes and began to weep openly, body heaving with sobs.
Bakura was taken aback by this explosion. He walked forward and looked down at Ryou's form. He took a piece of Ryou's silver hair in his fingers and twirled it.
Ryou opened his eyes in awe to see Bakura gently playing with his hair as he looked at the ground. "Do you really think I'm that mean?" Bakura asked, eyes full of regret as he looked at the ground.
"Uh . . ." Ryou trailed off as he felt another hand on his shoulder.
"I remember, once I twisted your arm here." Bakura said, pointing, plainly not expecting Ryou to answer. "I broke your leg once too." His eyes became filled with tears. "I gave you bruises and scrapes and broken bones, and you never reported me."
"I-I thought you might change your ways."
"Well, you were wrong weren't you?" He gave a hollow laugh. "In the end, I got expelled and now I'm living on the streets because my own family rejected me."
"I-I'm sorry," He said, not sure why he felt bad for the boy who had caused him pain every day of his life at school, the boy that he would purposely be late to school for, because he had taken the long route so not to run into him.
"Don't be sorry. It's not your fault. I'm sorry, Ryou."
As surprised as Ryou was up until this moment, nothing could have close to the surprise and wonder he felt when Bakura kissed him. ~~~~~
I'm ssssssssooooooooooo sorry that this is such a short chapter. I'm having like total and complete writer's block for this and I can't think of anything to write. I'm pretty sure the next few chappies will feature Ryou, but if I can't think of anything to write, I might just leave it how it is.
PPPPPPPlllllllleeeeeeeeaaaaaaaasssssssseeeeeeeee, send me your suggestions, I'm really getting desperate.
Thankies to all reviewers. Thanx to the people who reminded me that aibou means partner not hikari. Thanx to those who told me how Motou was spelled.
Junko the Lost
Junko the Lost: If you don't know the summary by now then you're really dense
Yami: No, you're the dense one, Junko
Junko: Why are you being so mean to me? What have I ever done to you?
Yami: You exist
Junko: (Starts crying): Yami, you are a horrible person, taking advantage of me having bad days.
Yami: What happened_this_time?
Junko: I am broke and I can't by my Yu-Gi-Oh! DVDs and that means I have to watching the evil dubbing! (Twitches nervously)
~~~~~
At school the next day they hardly talked to each other, pretending they didn't know the other was alive. Ryou sensed something odd, though and confided in his friend, Junko.
"Junko?" He said, after school. They sat in the park, under the shade of a tree.
"Yes, Ryou?" Her lilting voice asked, as she brushed her blonde hair away from her sparkling pink eyes.
"Why do you think Yami and Yugi aren't getting to be friends?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, they look so much alike. Is it right that they should be not talking to each other?"
She pondered this a minute before replying. "Actually, I was thinking the same thing earlier. Maybe they are intimidated by each other, I mean I would be if I found some who looks like me."
"But when they see each other they kind of give these half-smiles even though they don't say anything."
"Maybe they're hiding something, maybe they don't want us to know they are friends. Anyway, why do you care, Ryou?"
He blushed and looked away, fiddling with a piece of grass.
"I see," She said, "In that case you should tell Yugi how you feel, Ryou. And even if he doesn't feel the same way, you can still be friends."
"But he's so innocent, he wouldn't understand."
"He will, Ryou, you know it. You're just trying to make excuses 'cause you're scared." She said, matter-of-factly.
He sighed, looking up at the sky. Fluffy white clouds flitted across his vision. It was so opposite of what he felt inside.
~~~~~
Months passed. Yugi and Yami continued to meet in secret and though others guessed, they never knew for sure. Ryou never confessed his love for Yugi. Sometimes Yugi's friends would question him about his 'love life,' but he would just contentedly smile and say it was none of their business. Whenever this happened, Ryou would find any excuse to leave.
Summer came, and with it, Yugi and Yami began to see each other more frequently. Ryou once spotted them kissing in a movie. He cried himself to sleep that night. The next day he relayed what he saw to his friends (except Yugi). They all excepted it, knowing that Yugi had once been thoroughly depressed without Yami, but now he was happy and carefree. They all loved this Yugi.
~~~~~
After that, seeing Yami and Yugi together was a common occurrence. One day, Ryou had seen Yami and Yugi kissing in the movies yet again, when he decided to leave early. He walked outside and wandered around. He began to cry, when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around to see Bakura there.
"He's not coming back." He said, watching Ryou. Bakura had been expelled near the end of the school year, but before that, he had tormented Ryou daily.
"What do you mean?" Ryou replied, backing away.
"I saw them, and I saw your reaction. I know you're jealous." He smirked.
"So what if I am? What's it to you?"
Bakura raised a fist. "Don't you talk to me that way!" He yelled.
"Go ahead hit me," Ryou said, eyes defiant. "There's no point in me living anymore, so I'd be happy if you raped and killed me!" He closed his eyes and began to weep openly, body heaving with sobs.
Bakura was taken aback by this explosion. He walked forward and looked down at Ryou's form. He took a piece of Ryou's silver hair in his fingers and twirled it.
Ryou opened his eyes in awe to see Bakura gently playing with his hair as he looked at the ground. "Do you really think I'm that mean?" Bakura asked, eyes full of regret as he looked at the ground.
"Uh . . ." Ryou trailed off as he felt another hand on his shoulder.
"I remember, once I twisted your arm here." Bakura said, pointing, plainly not expecting Ryou to answer. "I broke your leg once too." His eyes became filled with tears. "I gave you bruises and scrapes and broken bones, and you never reported me."
"I-I thought you might change your ways."
"Well, you were wrong weren't you?" He gave a hollow laugh. "In the end, I got expelled and now I'm living on the streets because my own family rejected me."
"I-I'm sorry," He said, not sure why he felt bad for the boy who had caused him pain every day of his life at school, the boy that he would purposely be late to school for, because he had taken the long route so not to run into him.
"Don't be sorry. It's not your fault. I'm sorry, Ryou."
As surprised as Ryou was up until this moment, nothing could have close to the surprise and wonder he felt when Bakura kissed him. ~~~~~
I'm ssssssssooooooooooo sorry that this is such a short chapter. I'm having like total and complete writer's block for this and I can't think of anything to write. I'm pretty sure the next few chappies will feature Ryou, but if I can't think of anything to write, I might just leave it how it is.
PPPPPPPlllllllleeeeeeeeaaaaaaaasssssssseeeeeeeee, send me your suggestions, I'm really getting desperate.
Thankies to all reviewers. Thanx to the people who reminded me that aibou means partner not hikari. Thanx to those who told me how Motou was spelled.
Junko the Lost