Kaira-chan: I'm in a very depressed mood right now, so if this comes out a little angsty/depressed, I'm sorry. Well, actually I'm only sorry if you don't like angst. No muses this chapter. I just don't feel like taking care of them. *Pharaoh Yami and Kyla are locked in a closet*
As S.A Bonasi calls it... Shameless Advertising: Read S.A Bonasi's ficcys. ^___^ 'Specially Sand in the Wind and Watashi wa (ko?)Neko Neko desu, ^___^ (My personal fav fics)
And also read Bakura Ishtar's ficcys ^___^
I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Though I do own Bakura's parents.
"Abayomi!" Bakura yelled again, drawing the stares of some of the patrons.
"Hey, what's going on over there?" The inn-keeper called from behind the counter.
"Some lil' kids gonna get his neck slit!" A man called over, laughing.
"Geez you moron! How could you laugh after saying something like that?" Another man said angrily, and almost everyone could hear something that sounded like someone being punched.
"Oh, now you asked for it!" The first man said, and soon there was the sound of a table turning over, and flesh connecting with flesh, and the general sounds of a brawl.
"HEY!! YOU TWO STOP IT OUR YOUR OUTTA HERE!" Yelled the inn-keeper. The sounds of the fight dimmed down.
Abayomi looked in Bakura's eyes. His eyes filled with fear. Bakura could only look, the man moving enough so that he could look at Abayomi, but not do anything else.
Bakura felt Abayomi's fear. He felt it the majority of his life. Since he was five. He could see the fear in Abayomi's eyes. The fear that could only come to those who had felt it many times before. There was so much of Abayomi's past that he needed to find!
Abayomi looked at Bakura. Hoping, praying that he would do something. But Bakura only looked. His eyes seemed to scream I'm sorry. Bakura turned his head sharply, looking at the ground, breaking the contact that Abayomi had been making.
Suddenly, there was a loud crack behind him. Bakura looked up quickly. Abayomi felt the grip around his middle loosen, then the guy dropped him. Abayomi scurried away as the big man fell right where he was.
Abayomi looked behind him, to see a man, holding a now broken wooden chair.
"Papa!" Bakura cried out, running to the man.
"Bakura, are you ok?" The man asked. Bakura nodded, and then looked to Abayomi. "Are you OK?" He asked.
Abayomi nodded. His back ached, but he wasn't going to tell. He could handle it on his own.
Bakura's dad looked at Abayomi. "I am very sorry. We should have kept a closer eye on Bakura," He said.
They were in there inn room, Bakura sitting on his dad's lap, and Abayomi sitting on the floor.
"I hope he didn't cause to much trouble. We know that sometimes he can be a handful," His mother said, entering the room.
Abayomi shook his head. "I liked having him around. We're friends after all," Abayomi grinned. "But, why do the other kids pick on him? I mean, Eshe said that adults don't like things different and new, but I thought kids would be different. I mean, they don't bother me."
Bakura's eyes suddenly went lifeless.
The screams. The screams were maddening. When would they stop. Please make them stop. The boy hiding behind the wall looked on in horror, the screams driving him to madness. Suddenly he saw to familiar faces.
'MAMA!! PAPA!!' He screamed, but his voice was lost among the hundreds. Then, they too were killed. They were looking for him too. They would find him, they would kill him.
He ran. Turning his back, he ran. Ran from the screams. The madness. Ran from the blood and the loss. He ran from the pain, the pain of his neighbor's reaching out for him.
A few miles off, he collapsed. He broke down, his eyes lifeless, a small psychotic glint to them. 'Mama...Papa...Mama...Papa,' He chanted long into the night.
"Bakura-kun?" Abayomi asked, standing up. "Bakura-kun?" He repeated softly, moving over to touch Bakura's shoulder.
"He killed them," Bakura said, his voice shaking. Abayomi pulled his hand away. "What?" He asked.
"He killed them. He killed them all. Mama...Papa...how could you leave me?" Tears fell from Bakura's lifeless eyes. "Mama...Papa...Don't leave me. Please, don't leave me. I'll do anything, just don't leave me. I don't want to be alone. Please don't leave me..." Bakura's eyes, dull and lifeless stared at Abayomi. No, through Abayomi.
"Baku-" Abayomi started.
"Don't leave me!!!" Bakura cried, at these words, his eyes regained their life, there spark, but only for a moment. He collapsed, falling off of his father's lap.
Aswad, his father, caught him before he hit the ground.
Abayomi look at Bakura, worriedly. "Will...he be OK?" He asked.
"I think it would be wise if you left," Said Kanika, Bakura's mother, quietly.
Abayomi looked at her, fearful. Her voice was low, dangerous like. Her eyes hidden by shadow. He looked at Aswad, whose eyes were also hidden by shadows.
"I - I'm sorry!" Abayomi whimpered.
"Just - Just leave," Said Kanika.
"I'm sorry!" Abayomi whimpered as Kanika walked up to him.
"Leave!" She yelled, raising her hand.
Abayomi rose his arms to defend himself. "I'M SORRY!" He screamed, bracing himself.
"Wait, Kanika," Aswad said, his voice low, tinged with sorrow, but not dangerous. "I'm sorry, you didn't know," He said, his eyes still hidden by shadows. "Bakura was..." He took a breath "...adopted." He raised his face, the shadow's falling away to revile great sorrow.
"We...found him by the riverbed."
Bakura sat on the bank of the Nile. "Mama...Papa," He whimpered. He looked at his reflection. A sad little boy. Most of the blood was off by now, but he had a scar running down his cheek. It was small, but if one looked, they would see it there. "Mama...Papa," He muttered. Maybe a crocodile would come and kill him. Then he could be with his parents.
Two people walked by. They saw him, walked up to him.
"Hey there little boy, what's your name?" The woman asked.
"Bakura," said Bakura, not taking his eyes off the river.
"Where are your parents?" Asked the man.
"Dead. He killed them. He killed them all," Bakura said, still not taking his dull eyes off the Nile.
They exchanged glances. This little boy, Bakura looked like he hadn't eaten in days. It would be cruel if they left him here alone to starve, without a family.
"Come, we'll take you home," Said the woman as she held out her hand. Bakura looked up at them, life slowly returning to his eyes. The man also held out his hand. Bakura took their hands, and they lifted him up.
"What are your names?" He asked timidly.
"Our names are Kanika and Aswad," They answered, smiling.
"Kanika and Aswad?" Bakura asked, walking with them. He smiled. "I'm tired," He said, his eyes closing. Aswad picked him up, and carried him to their home.
"It took a while, but we finally gained his trust," Said Aswad, looking at the now asleep Bakura.
"But...what happened to him?" Abayomi asked, realizing that that had nothing to do with what he just asked. Why did adult's always answerer the questions that were never asked, and always ignore the ones that were?
((Kaira-chan: Dammit, I had to go to sleep last night, and now my angsty mood is ruined...RUINED!! *Glares at parents* Now look at what you did....))
"We don't know. Whenever we brought it up, he just went like this," Kanika said sadly, looking over at Bakura.
"Do the kids pick on him because he's adopted?" Abayomi asked, suddenly fearing what would happen to him if the kids found out he didn't know who his parent were.
"Perhaps. We don't know what goes on in the mind of kids. Now tell me, why are you friends with Bakura?" She said, looking at Abayomi.
"I - I don't know. I saw him by the Nile, and I don't know. He seemed so mad. And sad. At the same time. I don't know why I became his friend," Abayomi looked at Bakura's adopted parents. "I guess, that means...I'm not really his friend? Maybe I should go..." He got up.
"Yes, you should go, but not because of the reason you named. You are more of a friend then you know. But you should go, because you mother might be worried about where you have gone," Kanika said.
Abayomi looked at her as he opened the door. "I don't have a mother," He said, walking through the door, and closing it behind him.
Kanika and Aswad looked at eachother. "They have a lot in common, don't you think?" Kanika asked.
"More than any of us may know," Aswad said, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. "More than anyone knows."
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Dammit, this chapter is too short!! But I can't think of what else to write!! GAH!!! Maybe I'll go up and add more detail to stuff. I should have never decided working on this chapter yet. It's too short from where I began! BLAH!! GAH!!! *Rips out hair* I spoil you people too too much!!!!! *Rolls around on floor* I DUN WANNA WRITE THIS RIGHT NOW!!!
Yami Kaira: *Hits Kaira over the back of the head* You want to write, you have no inspiration for a new story, and your not in the mood to write It's All My Damned Hikari's Fault, so GET YOUR ASS IN GEAR!!
Kaira-chan: O_o yes ma'am. But how? There's this wall built up, and all my stupid idea's can't get through.
Yami Kaira: Eat lots of sugar, and drink lots of coffee....
Kaira-chan: =.= This isn't a humor fic.
Yami Kaira: Oh yeah...um...listen to lots of angsty music *Realizes that she's been doing that for the past hour* Oh um...remember that thingy that you did, when you don't think about anything, and you just write whatever pops into your mind?
Kaira-chan:....yeah?
Yami Kaira: Now is the time you do that.... I'm back off to Egypt now...*walks away*
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Abayomi walked down the street. Kanika and Aswad had told him of a back entrance that he could use to get out, so he wouldn't be harassed by the ruffians out in front.
He looked around, and realized he had no idea where he was. He had never been in this part of the village, and hadn't been paying attention to where he was going. There were drunks laying all over, and sad, hungry kids hiding between the buildings. Abayomi looked around. He felt he shouldn't be here, that something was going to happen.
He heard soft coughing behind him, and whiled around. There was a little kid, littler than himself, looked only to be about three.
"Excuse me Mister. Do you have any food?" The kid asked.
Abayomi looked at the little kid. "Why don't you have your own food?" Abayomi asked.
"Because, I don't have any parents, and and, I'm not aloud my own food," The said.
Abayomi looked at the kid. It was nearly impossible to tell if it was a boy or a girl, but judging by the wide, sparkling brown eyes, he guess they were a girl. Her eyes still held hope that better days were ahead. She wore tattered brown clothes, and her face and clothes were covered in grime. She was skinny as a rail, and looked like she hadn't eaten in days.
"I'm sorry, I don't have any food on me," Abayomi said. The girls face fell. "What happened to your parents? Why aren't you aloud your own food?"
"The Pharaoh killed my parents 4 days ago, and kids aren't aloud to have anything of their own," The little girl said, her eyes filling with tears.
Abayomi looked at her. "Why did The Pharaoh kill your parents?" He asked. There must have surely been a good reason.
"My mommy and daddy were getting medicine for me," She coughed. "I'm sick they said. And they didn't have any money, so they had to steal it. But -but they were caught, and The Pharaoh didn't listen to them, and and and," The girl hiccuped, and coughed at the same time. "And then he cut off their hands, and left them there. And all this red stuff came, and they went really white, and then they stopped moving." The little girl started to cry. Abayomi stared at her in horror.
Her parents were just trying to help her, and they were killed for it. He touched her forehead. She was really hot, and he doubted it was just from the sun. "Your really hot. I think that means your really sick. Maybe you can come to my house, and Eshe could help you?" He said. "If I can find my way back that is. Eshe is a nurse, I think. She helped me and my other friend, and I'm sure that she'd love to help you too." Abayomi smiled.
"Dun bother," Said an old man, who was sitting against a building.
Abayomi looked at him. "Why not?" He asked angrily. How could this man be so uncaring?
"She has a disease. Very contagious. Nearly everyone here has it. You take 'er over to that par' o' town, and then all ye' well off folk will get it. Ye wouldn't wan' tha' now would ye? She's gonna die soon, jus' like all of us. Jus' let 'er die so she can be with 'er parents. I suggest ye leave now, 'fore you get it too. I wouldn't be surprised if ye didn't already," The man said.
Abayomi stared at him in horror. Then he looked at the little girl. She was crying. "Just go, I don't want someone nice like you to die too," She said, he voice shaking. She was seized by a fit of coughing, making her little body shake. She fell to her knee's, and Abayomi caught her. He half carried, half dragged her to near the old man.
"You'll take care of her, won't you?" He asked, almost crying.
"As long as I can," The old man answered. Abayomi walked away.
"The Pharaoh's son? I hope he stays like that even when he's in power..." The old man said, watching him walk off. "Bah, it won't happen. The power always gets ter someone's head."
"Don't say that. I'm sure he'll be fine," The little girl said. She closed her eyes. "He'll be just fine." Then she fell asleep, never to wake up again.
The old man smiled at her. "Go an' join yer parents in heaven little one. I'll take care of yer body down here."
He turned to Abayomi, now just a speck on the horizon. "I hope she was right..."
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Kaira-chan: Yesh! I did it! I over came my writers block, and kept up my tradition of making the chapters longer then the one before it (Though not by much), and no, I didn't count the middle A/N ^_^.
Pharaoh Yami: Did it help that somehow you got into your angsty mood again.
Kaira-chan: *Nods* Yeperiny dinney.
Pharaoh Yami: -.-; You get mood swings a lot, don't you?
Kaira-chan: Whatever made you guess?? I'm hyper because I'm hungry ^______^
Pharaoh Yami: =.= Please review.
~~~~QUESTIONS~~~~~~~
What's everyone's opinion of Mahado/Yami? And Black Magician/Yami *Grins* I'm gonna have to write a fic about that sometime...
What's everyone's favorite pairing (Wether it be Yuri, Yaoi or Het)?
Um...Yeah, I think that's all...oh yeah, when do you think PY and I should get married?
Pharaoh Yami: *Signs review* NEVER!!
Kaira-chan: -.-; Your no fun PY. You know I'm gonna marry you one of these days...
Pharaoh Yami: *Looks at reviewers* Please save me!!
How many people burst out laughing when they read "Bakery-kun"? I know I did just now -.-;
Does ne1 know what the Gazelles religious significance was in Ancient Egypt? I'm still trying to find out.
~~~~~~REVIEW REPLIES~~~~~~~~~~
S.A:
Dammit! I thought I fixed that. I know I added Bakura to my spell check (See, its not spelt wrong there *Glares at it*) but when ever I add something to it ('s, -kun, ....) It's spelt wrong! I didn't mean to make him "Bakery" This time I'm re-reading this to see if the mysterious character "Bakery" Appears, dammit... *Re-reads story* Stupid dub altering everything. I swear to Ra if they screw up a single character (Like they did Malik) in the Egyptian Sega, I will personally hunt them down, then give them each, long, torturous torturings...does somewhere know where I can write to warn them about that? I think they had some sort of beer (Well, that's what I learned in *Shutters* school, during the dark ages just after the fall of Rome, people would drink up to 15 gallons of beer a day, but not that much alcohol of corse). Cool, my fav. Color is black too ^_____^
tahoerollo (To review on Ch. 10)
Yes, that was it, the beginning of Yugi and Jonouchi's name is friendship -.-; Meh. I was close... -.-; OOOOO!! Thank you! That might not be write, but I'm using it neways ^-^ Cool Dragon ^-^ (I heard somewhere that Ryou means cool) oh, and Spirit Dragon, ehehe!! I love finding out the meaning of people's names!! Keep reviewing ^_____^
Bakura Ishtar:
*Blinks* It's so...dark... *shivers* I have the feeling someone's...watching me...
*Yami Malik jumps out of shoulder, the knife one his millennium rod unsheathed*
AHH!! SORRY!! DON'T KILL ME!! YOU WEREN'T IN ANCIENT EGYPT THOUGH!!
Yami Malik: I know that...but but...SAVE ME!!!!
Kaira-chan: *Blinks*
Yami Malik: Ishtar-chan's mad...She threw a chair at me T-T
Kaira-chan: -.-;
Link the Traveler:
??? Huh? I do not understand...
