Choice
By: Crystalin Elf
Chapter 5: I Won't Let You Leave
Despite my promise to become a nice, nonabusive and nonviolent yami, there are some
things that I just can't stand, and that damned woman is one of them. What was her
name again?
Oh yes, Minako.
She's been here a week and already I wish I could kill her and not upset Aibou.
Everything about her irritates me, from the way she walks to her laugh, to the way
she simpers at Saionji and Ryou. She is graceful, beautiful, articulate, and
altogether to artificially perfect.
Some people are all those things naturally, and I don't mind them so much for being what
Ra made them, but Minako… all those things, and everything that Saionji seems to
like about her, are fake. Cultivated. And I can tell, after all I spent quite a bit of time
observing the cultivated and fake ladies at the Pharaoh's palace. She's even more
sickening then they were.
And she's lazy damn it! She hasn't done a single useful thing since she arrived. No,
instead she hired a damned live in maid to cook and clean for her, to do the
groceries and every little chore around the house. She denies this of course; she says
it's for us, Aibou and me, so that we won't have chores to take up our free time.
But thank you, Aibou and I did everything on our own for quite awhile, and still had lots
of free time.
Bah, she hired the maid to spy on us, I know it! Since the maid is 'live in' she needs a
room of her own, and Minako gave her the spare room that I was supposed to be in,
and now I 'share' Aibou's room. That I wouldn't mind, but then there was the need
to a second bed, and the maid comes in to clean Aibou's room.
Hence, the maid was sent to spy, because Minako insists that she comes in to 'clean' our
room, even though Aibou insisted it wasn't necessary, and there really isn't much to
clean anyway.
Well, when he was out one evening I set a small spell in his room to keep it dust free.
Beyond the lack of dust we spend very little time in the room, and so there is rarely
any mess. When there is it's very small, and I clean is up for Aibou.
So the only reason the maid has to ever come into our room is to put away the clean
clothes, and that is all. Yet she comes and goes far more often then that single chore
would make necessary. She's probably been ordered to look for valuables that
Saionji may have left in Ryou's care, or drugs, or perhaps she hopes to find his
journal (I absolutely refuse to call the bloody thing a diary. Only weaklings keep diaries).
I'd bet Minako wants to find something, anything, to give her a reason to insist that
Saionji send Ryou away, perhaps to a boarding school in England. Evil bitch… I
can't see how she could possibly have Ryou's best interests at heart, and she
certainly doesn't have mine at heart.
I can tell she takes a certain grim pleasure in dragging Ryou and I shopping with her,
more than Anzu, Mai, or Shizuka gets from doing the same thing. Those three are
our friends, and like to spend time with us, while Minako is just Saionji's girlfriend.
She hasn't 'bonded' with us like Saionji suggested, she's only made us spend several
hours at fancy and expensive clothing stores, salons, and spas, places where she's
already made a lot of rich, boring friends.
And Ryou tolerates it all without a single complaint.
Bah, what do I expect? He put up with me without any complaint, so how can I expect
him to do any less with her? But he's miserable! And she is obviously taking
pleasure in making him feel that way. If it wouldn't upset him so I'd steal her soul,
or maybe Mind Crush her… maybe if I sent her to the Shadow Realm for awhile
she'd leave Aibou and me alone.
But I draw the line with her modern day torture here. I will tolerate certain things for my
Aibou, but not much more at all. And if she even whispers the suggestion that Ryou
be sent away to school, she will have no place to hide from my wrath, and Saionji
will discover what I really am.
This is where Aibou belongs, and I won't let anyone take him away from them, or me.
Especially her.
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He was laying belly down on the bed, head pillowed in his arms as he watched the maid
attempting to move about the room quietly. She was 'cleaning' again, taking her
feather duster to invisible and nonexistent specks of dust while casting furtive
glances into every nook and cranny of the room. She left his side of the room alone
for the most part, since he was pretending to be asleep.
The first time Ooshige had tried 'cleaning' near Bakura's bed he'd sprung up, grabbed
her wrist, and flung her to the bed, frightening the wits out of her. He'd apologized
of course, so Ryou wouldn't be upset with him, and simply requested that she not
get so close to him while he was sleeping. She'd agreed and scurried out of the room
like a rat almost as fast as he could blink. He'd smirked at her retreating back before
plopping himself back down on the bed again, to wait for Ryou to return.
Which he was doing again this time, only he knew now to keep an eye on the maid so she
didn't try to walk off with anything that she shouldn't be touching. In his mind that
meant she shouldn't be touching anything in this room, but since Ryou would get in
trouble if he ordered her out, he held his tongue and tolerated her presence.
// Aibou, when will you be home? // he called plaintively through their link.
/ I'm on my way now. Why? /
// The maid is annoying me again. //
/ I'll run faster. /
He wanted to growl in frustration at the amused tone of Ryou's voice and refrained.
Doing so would have alarmed the maid, and probably pleased Minako in some
perverse manner. Still, he shifted on the bed to make some noise, before rolling
over
and onto his feet in a single swift motion.
However, he did get to smirk at the flash of fear that crossed the maid's face, before
deliberately turning his attention to the clock hanging above the door.
"Well, looks like it's just about time for Ryou to be getting home…" he said, turning his
back on her and walking out of the room. "Though, I bet he'd like a snack." He
made it sound as though he were talking to himself, but the words had the desired
effect. Within seconds the maid had dashed past time and down the stairs.
With her out of their room he followed down at a more leisurely pace, making it
downstairs in time to open the front door for Ryou, just as he ran up to the door.
"Welcome home Ryou, Ooshige-san is making you a snack," He greeted, offering a
warm smile to his hikari.
Ryou nodded his thanks with an answering smile, and they headed to the kitchen
together. Bakura's eyes narrowed slightly at the sight before him. Ooshige was
puttering around making the snacks, and Minako and Saionji were sitting at the table
looking over brochures.
Brochures of boarding schools.
Boarding schools that happened to be in England.
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Ryou sat still on the bed, watching as Bakura lifted the dresser and placed it in front of
the bedroom door, effectively sealing Saionji and Minako out. He spared a few
moments to admire his yami's strength. Bakura had always been
strong, but Ryou didn't think he could usually pick up dresser full
of clothes and move it around.
"What the hell are you smiling about Ryou?" Bakura demanded, turning back around to
glare at his light.
Ryou flinched but kept smiling. "I'm just proud of you Yami. I can feel how angry you
are at them, but all you've done barricade us in our room, instead of banishing to the
shadow realm, stealing their souls, driving them insane, or taking the kitchen knives to them."
Bakura shook his head, most of his anger receding. "I have to look out for you Aibou,
and three unexplained murders, or three suddenly insane adults, would get you in a
lot of trouble with the authorities."
He walked over and flopped down onto Ryou's bed, bouncing the lighter boy as he did
so. "But if they don't stop thinking about this, I will do something
to convince them that this is the wrong course of action. I refuse to let you be sent away."
Ryou smiled slightly but said nothing in return. After a moment they both shifted so they
could lay down, drifting off to a comfortable sleep.
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To Be Continued:
Crys: Sorry this was shorter than the other chapters *looks sad*
Rakka: *sighs and pats Crys on the head* It wasn't that much shorter, so calm down.
Crys: …ok! Nyaaa! Poor Ryou…
Rakka: *looks confused* Poor Ryou? Why?
Crys: *giggles softly, eyes wide and innocent* You'll find out next time Rakka.
Rakka: Damn it Crys, I'm your muse! I should know now!
Crys: Thanks for reading minna, please review. Gonna start writing the next chappy… I
shall try and have it out before thanksgiving, since I'll be heading out of town…
Rakka: You're leaving Tuesday Crys, you know you don't write that fast.
Crys: ……………… meanie!!! Now I really won't tell you what the next chapter is
about! Or if it'll be yaoi. Nyaaa! Bad Rakka!
Rakka: *sigh* *mutters: she already decided against yaoi for this one, so Bakura could
give love advice like Callie/Mikey suggested… can't she make up her mind?*