If I owned Yugioh, Bakura would be the main character and he'd wear nothing but black leather. ^_^
Mob: Sorry!!! I'm so sorry! You see, I came up with this horrible disease called 'writers block' and it's taken a long time to wear off! I'm sorry! But for the long wait I'll give you a long chapter. How about that? Is it settled now? I'm really sorry, I'll try to update sooner.
This fic has alot of angst, and it will even get even more angst'ier so bear with me. If angst isn't your thing then why the hell are you here? Okay, well, just warning you, y'know....
So, now on with the fic.
~April Roses~
Sobbing could be heard from inside Amane's room. The girl sat in the corner weeping. She wiped the tears from her face, figuring that crying would not stop her headache. "Damn!" She scowled at herself, trying to get to her knees and then to her feet. Ever since Yaten left with Ryou Amane was over dosing herself with random drugs to maybe help clear her mind. However, she found that was a stupid idea because it only made it worse. "I can't…" She tripped over her rug and fell back to the floor. Instead of getting back up she dragged herself to the door and to the bathroom where she spent several moments throwing up. "My head…" Amane walked out of the bathroom and into the hall. "…Think…hurts…"
"Meow…."
Amane looked down. "Mara," Amane smiled, knelt down, and picked the furry white cat up. "I know…let's go for, let's say, a walk…"
Yaten quickly walked to his car in the parking lot of the hospital. He fumbled through his keys and unlocked the faded jade green car. Once seated, he banged his head on the steering wheel, the car's horn sounding off. Yaten pulled away quickly and started the car, driving out of the parking lot. "Please be there when I get home," Yaten said, knowing his daughter well enough to know that she probably ran off, knowing she was in trouble. Oh yeah, she was in trouble. So Yaten knew she probably ran off. He knew she did. He had a strong feeling that she did. He sighed.
'Those children of yours, Mary! I swear they're trying to send me to an early grave!'
'OUR children,' Yaten imagined Mary reply.
'I'm probably the worst parent already! I didn't listen to Ryou when he tried to tell me- but I honestly thought it was him! I mean, he- Ryou's had so many problems in the past before, loner issues. He's always been troubled, he's always had issues. Being how depressed he is and all- I would have never thought Amane could have done this!'
'Yaten, you're blind.' Imaginary Mary.
'I know it. I see it now. Now that all this shit has happened, I see it all. Back in Britain Amane used to have tons of friends come over, but now in Japan none of her friends ever stop by. All except that 'Bakura' kid. He seems to be friends with both of them. Amane has an attitude- GAH!' Yaten pulled the wheel to the right, making it drive onto the sidewalk, almost hitting a citizen.
"WATCH IT ASSHOLE!" Malik yelled, "I'm already in a rush! I don't need to be dead right now! Maybe if you come back later you can kill me!"
"I'm sorry, young man, I didn't see you." Yaten said through the rolled down window.
"Phh, yeah,"
"Is there anything I can do for you? Someway I can help?"
"Uh-huh. You know a Yaten?" Malik asked, Yaten blinked.
"Yes. This is he. Why?"
"Your daughter stole my car. My damn car! She took my car and I want it back, now."
"Your car? Oh god- did she say where she was going?"
"Y'know, normal people who jack cars don't usually tell people where they're going. But in Amane's case, since she was really high, she told me how to get there too." Malik said then started to walk off. Yaten's eyes widened and he swung the car over towards Malik. Malik jumped again, this time he kicked the car.
"What the hell's your problem you old geezer!?" Malik yelled at him.
"Get in the car, you're telling me where she went and you're not just gonna tell me where, you're gonna show me where if you ever want to last another day on this earth! Get your ass in this car!" Yaten snapped, he really had no patience at the moment. Malik growled. NO ONE told him what to do! But this guy looked a bit loony and he debated for a couple of seconds on whether or not he should go or not. He wanted his car back, dammit! Today he and Bakura were going to go hang out and do things since they weren't really doing else. Malik got into the car.
Ryou breathed in and out, trying his best to stop crying. He couldn't get over the fact that his own father didn't believe him. He thought long and hard. Yaten had said to him 'Is this a cry for attention?' Why would his dad think that? Ryou stared up at the ceiling.
His life.
Ryou's life had NEVER been perfect. Never, for as long as he could remember. When he was in elementary, he remembered that while everyone was playing during recess, he was walking the park alone lost in thought. All his teachers thought he was 'anti-social.' Maybe Ryou was. He didn't know. When he got into middle school he was a loner/geek. Since he had no friends, he spent a lot of his time with computers. He would sit and write stories that were often depressing and full of angst. If he wasn't writing a story he was writing goth poetry. Ryou wasn't a goth, but he sure qualified to be one. He remembered the school dances, how he would stay home while Amane partied away. He never had the guts to ask someone out, and he didn't want to feel the pain of rejection (heck, he still didn't have the guts to ask someone out!)
Ryou sighed, "God…why," he murmured, "me?"
Back in Britain, his life sucked. And what sucked even more was that Amane was younger and she was more in charge. She had the life that Ryou dreamt of. She had all the friends. Amane was popular among the punk/tomboys at school. Ryou blinked then thought about how life was like now.
It was opposite. Completely opposite.
He now understood why Yaten didn't believe him.
Amane had the friends.
Ryou was the loner. He didn't have friends. Yeah…but that was back then. Ryou had friends while Amane shriveled up into an outcast. Now she was going through what he had to go through back then. And Ryou could tell she didn't like it one bit. What Amane had seen the other day, when he and Bakura were fooling around, that upset her main strip of thoughts. Ryou felt bad. He felt worse then bad. He closed his eyes, now feeling more tears coming on. His thoughts all came to one focus.
Bakura.
If he had never met Bakura, none of this would have ever happened. But---the one thing that confused him was that Amane literally set them up. What was she hoping to achieve by letting them meet? Amane liked Bakura, there for she probably wanted Ryou to meet him so that her big brother would approve. He thought she probably would have never guessed that her brother would end up falling for him. In a way, he stole Amane's first crush (yes this is true {at least in my fic}). And that made him feel bad. It made him feel really selfish. But it didn't matter; this was his own first love as well! Things don't always go as planned. The selfish thing was kind of true. He only wanted Bakura for himself.
Now Ryou felt like he wanted nothing to do with Bakura. He felt dirty, for doing this behind his sister's back. But then he thought more. He didn't want to be with Bakura, but in a way he did. He growled. He wasn't making any sense! He wanted Bakura; he wanted every part of the boy's meaning, but in doing so he didn't want to hurt Amane. If he asked Amane what she wanted him to do, she would say 'Break it off. Stop kidding yourself. You're a guy. He's a guy. Homosexuality is wrong, it's an outrage is what it is.' But Ryou didn't care. He knew that right now his feelings towards Bakura were strong, and his feelings for Amane was bitter. In years from now, he didn't know if he and Bakura would still be together, but for right now, they were still one and Ryou was definitely not going to break up with Bakura just to please his baka sister.
No.
No way in Hell.
And with those last thoughts in mind, Ryou felt himself with ease, just knowing that Bakura was his, and nothing could rip them apart. His eyes slowly closed, allowing the boy to fall asleep with less fury built up inside him.
"You're a nice kitty, good kitty." Amane patted Mara's fluffy white head and drove into an abandoned parking lot, unknown by her, the exact same one where Ryou had his mad dash from Bakura and almost drowned. The parking lot was right next to the ocean, so it was quiet, only a few beach houses were around. Amane slammed Malik's car into a pole instead of hitting the breaks. "If I can't have Bakura, then Ryou can't have Mara. It's only fair, he stole Bakura from me. Bakura's MY friend, not Ryou's toy." She said then turned to look at the concerned eyes, which bore into hers.
Mara's eyes seemed to scream 'Leave me the fuck alone,'
Amane turned her head, "Like I care what a cat thinks. As long as I don't look into those eyes I won't feel the guilt for what I'm about to do." Amane started rummaging though Malik's car, searching for any kind of weapon. Mara now sensed danger though her unordinary senses, knowing that she was in trouble she started scratching at the door with her white paw.
"Stop it! Damn cat," Her hand came across a handle in the glove compartment. She yanked the object out and glanced at the now found screwdriver in her hand. She glanced at Mara, "This will do," Amane put a leash around Mara's neck then attempted to open the door to her own side when she felt a sharp jolt run through her spine.
"Ack! Gah-agh-" She groaned then started to shake.
Grasping for air, she banged her head against the steering wheel. "What's---wrong-happening to---me!?! AGH-" She screamed hysterically, feeling like millions and trillions of ants were eating at her brain. "No! Make it STOP- Aghhh!" She cried, her elbow accidentally hitting the window roll-down button. Mara quickly jumped out of the car and scattered away, running and hiding under the steps of a beach house a few yards away from the abandoned parking lot.
Amane let out an ear-shattering scream, now completely losing her conscious control. Unknown to her, she was experiencing the effects of the drugs she had downed before she left the house "Somebody---HELP ME---Gods---"She kicked open the door, screwdriver still in hand. Amane started running, almost the exact same way Ryou had ran when he tried to get away from Bakura. She ran across the street and tripped, falling into the sand face first.
Yaten, who was pulling into the street managed to spot his daughter running, then he saw her trip. Malik's eyes widened at the sight of his car. "RA DAMMIT! My car- look at what she did to my car-" Malik cried.
"Amane!" Yaten cried, getting out of his car.
Amane dashed over to the wooden dock, stopped once she found it to an end, turned around, and tightened her grip on the screwdriver. "Make the pain stop!!!!!!!" Still without conscious control, her right hand holding the screwdriver raised then quickly raced downward, piercing through the flesh of her left wrist.
Malik, who was observing this from still inside Yaten's car, froze with a look of horror and shock. "No!" He screamed then dashed out of the car and ran into a nearby pole, wrapping his arms around it as his legs gave in. "NO!!!!!!!" He cried in pure pain. He didn't want this, he didn't want to be to go back to the hospital, the one where they all thought he was crazy. "I won't go back…I just won't!" He sobbed, Yaten dashed forward, running like a thousand pit bulls were after him.
Amane giggled as she continued to place more pressure into the screwdriver, now dragging it down, ripping more flesh, her blood pouring out by the second.
"Amane!" Yaten yelled, now approaching the girl from a distance away.
Amane smiled as she hit the bottom of the water, eyes open, not caring nor feeling the stinging burn. Her arms and legs were stretched out; her hand yanked the screwdriver out of her left wrist and silently dropped it.
Tearing through the water, Amane saw Yaten 's image. She smiled and closed her eyes. "…..daddy…." Was her last thought before she completely knocked out.
Malik wiped his eyes and forced himself to stand up. He was alone now. Yaten had left hours ago with Amane, telling him that they were going to the hospital. Malik refused to go with them. But then again, Yaten was in a hurry and didn't exactly wait for his response. He had apologized about the car, got Amane in the back seat, asked quickly, and then left. Malik supposed his thoughts were slow, either that of Yaten didn't really care. "I'm not going back. No more therapy, no more of that crazy shit! No more no more no more! If I can be strong, if I fix this myself, I won't have to go back…I-"
Riiiiiing
Riiiiiiiiiiiing- "W-what?"
"Malik? Is that you? Are you okay?"
Malik groaned, "Who is this?…"
"Don't be ridiculous! I've waited outside your place for hours, you haven't showed you ass here at all! It's Bakura,"
"Oh---gomen-just---just a little upset right---"
"Are you okay? Do you need help?" Bakura asked, Malik wiped his nose. "No- I'm alright-"
"Sure?"
"…Yeah."
"Alright then…."
"Go to the hospital. Don't---ask questions. Just go. Ryou's there, as well as Amane…just go check on them." Malik started hypervenalating. Bakura froze. "You-still-there?"
"Hai. I'm going right away. Ja. Try to take care of yourself, Malik."
"H-hai."
Bakura slammed the phone down on the receiver and ran out the door. His heart raced. 'Ryou's in the hospital? What the-' He got into his car and rolled down the street.
At the hospital Yaten waited in the waiting room with his face buried in his hands. He was still in disbelief. He couldn't believe his own children were-… he couldn't believe who they turned out to be. Ryou was Yaten's pride, Amane used to be his joy, but he wasn't sure anymore. He wasn't labeling them, but he just couldn't look at them the same way as he used to. Looking into Ryou's eyes would make him feel guilty, and unfit for a father. He didn't believe him when Ryou tried to tell him the truth. Stupid. Stupid. He felt so stupid. And Amane- if he ever saw her again, he couldn't look into her eyes without feeling distrust, and anger. He felt like literally screaming. His whole world along with his children's world was turned upside down.
Bakura came running in, looking for someone who resembled Ryou and Amane, someone who'd most likely be their parents. He stopped to think for a minute. That night when he stopped to see Amane, to check on her, he saw her dad. It was just a glimpse, but he could probably recall his face. Looking around, studying faces, finding nothing, he was just about to give up when he spotted an old guy with his head down. Bakura quickly walked over to him.
"Would you be Ryou's dad, by chance?"
Yaten kept on arguing with himself in his head until he heard the voice of someone. "Eh…? What?"
Bakura sighed, "Are you Ryou and Amane Bakura's father? Mr. Bakura?"
"….Yeah,"
Bakura flew to his knees and looked up at the man whose head still hung low. "God- tell me, what happened to them? What's wrong? I got a call from Malik saying that-"
"Who are you? How do you know them?"
"School. What's happened? What's wrong!?! Tell me!"
"Ryou-…it's my fault. He's just here. Amane's in the E.R…." Yaten said, tears rushing to his face. Bakura blinked. He really hated being around people who cried. He already knew too many weepy people, but in this case he could make an exception. He looked at him, "Amane, what happened to her?"
"She tried….she tried…."
"Out with it!!!"
"She tried to kill herself, okay?!!!!" Yaten yelled, Bakura lost his balance on his knees and hit the floor. Amane….tried to kill herself? "Ryou's probably walking the halls right now. They said they released him while I was gone…." Bakura nodded and quickly turned his head to the main desk. Getting to his feel he leaped to the main desk, grabbed the phone and put it on speaker, loud enough to be heard around the nearby rooms.
"RYOU!!!!!!!!"
SCCCCCCRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCHHHHH!!!!!!!
Everyone held their ears and complained. Bakura threw the phone back at the counter and sped around, glancing everywhere, looking for Ryou to appear. His hear sped. He needed to see him. He needed to see if he was okay. His hope was slowly dying as he waited for what seemed like forever. He could literally hear his heart beating faster every second. Where was Ryou? Was he alright? What was wrong, dammit!
"Kura-"
He looked up and saw Ryou standing at the end of the hallway; Bakura spared no time waiting for Ryou to walk to him. He ran and when he reached him he nearly killed the boy with his tightening grip on his waist. Ryou stood startled. Yaten's eyes widened at the sight of Bakura hugging Ryou the way he was. "Bakura?"
"Oh god- Ryou- what happened?" Bakura said, burying his face into Ryou's shirt. Ryou now understood. He didn't know anything. "My dad brought me here, but I'm okay. Nothing that bad happened, I've cooled down now." He said, trying to reassure the boy who clung to him as if he was falling. His eyes widened when he felt that his shoulder now became wet. He looked down and saw Bakura shaking. "Bakura- it's okay, I'm fine- don't uh… don't cry?" He said, kind of shocked to actually see Bakura crying.
Bakura looked up, stepped away, and then punched him in the chest, "Baka!" He said then wiped away his tears. Ryou blinked. "Uh…wha?"
"Don't ever leave me out of things, making me completely clueless! I hate you! Why didn't you tell me! What- am I that little to you!?! I knew I should have never paired up with worthless mortals! I knew I would just end up hurt and- even if it was me who got us involved- it's still not my fault I mean-"
"What? Calm down Bakura, where are you getting this? They just released me ten minutes ago. I was at a phone booth getting ready to call your place when you called me!"
"Eh…."
"Well then?"
"….Shut up. Leave me alone!" Bakura said then stomped off, feeling frustrated, not really meaning the words he had just said. Ryou sighed then walked to his dad in the waiting room. "Hey Dad, um, ready to go?"
Yaten nodded his head. "No."
"Huh? Why not?" He asked, now aware that something was up. Yaten slowly looked up with eyes filled with tears. He didn't know if he could tell Ryou this. He didn't know how he would react. Maybe he would burst into tears. Maybe not. But by now, Yaten thought, he didn't know either of his children anymore. He didn't know who they were. Not anymore. He realized his job kept him away from them. He had regretted this for several times, but now it hit him. He was a horrible parent. And if his wife were still around, she'd be ashamed of him for leaving their children alone and she would have probably gathered Amane and Ryou and left already. He felt like crying. He wanted his wife back, he wanted his little girl Amane back, and he wanted Ryou to forgive him. But even the most purest wishes never come true to their dismay.
"Amane, she's committed suicide."
"WHAT!?!"
"She's not dead--- or maybe her personality is….but Amane tried to kill herself. She- she had taken Mara with her and I gather she had not intended to kill herself but-"
"DAMN HER! That damn bitch! She touched my cat! Where is Mara? Where's my goddamn cat!?! What did that bitch do to her!?!" Ryou glared into Yaten's eyes, at this point Yaten couldn't help it. He broke down into sobs. Hearing his son talk like that- something he had never heard him do- upset him even more because he knew completely nothing about him. "Ry-r----ryou---"
"You know what? I'm GLAD she tried killing herself! Saved me the trouble of doing it myself! I hope she rots in the deepest darkest corners of hell!" Ryou screamed then ran out of the building and into the parking lot. He suddenly stopped when he reached the middle of the lot when he discovered his head hurt like hell. Tears rolled down his face and he broke down into screaming sobs.
"WHY!?! Why me!?! Dammit! Out of all people to terrorize, why'd you have to pick me!?" He yelled up at the sky then screamed as loud as he could. Ryou grabbed at his hair then screamed again and again until his throat refused to make anymore noise. When he found his voice was no good, he went on to kicking cars and damaging them in the process. He kicked at the red car in front of him one last time before falling to the ground and passing out.
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Mob: Well, that took longer than expected! Oye, now I feel like passing out. Gomen for the long wait. Please don't be angry with me!
*begs* and please review even if you hate me.
Mob: Sorry!!! I'm so sorry! You see, I came up with this horrible disease called 'writers block' and it's taken a long time to wear off! I'm sorry! But for the long wait I'll give you a long chapter. How about that? Is it settled now? I'm really sorry, I'll try to update sooner.
This fic has alot of angst, and it will even get even more angst'ier so bear with me. If angst isn't your thing then why the hell are you here? Okay, well, just warning you, y'know....
So, now on with the fic.
~April Roses~
Sobbing could be heard from inside Amane's room. The girl sat in the corner weeping. She wiped the tears from her face, figuring that crying would not stop her headache. "Damn!" She scowled at herself, trying to get to her knees and then to her feet. Ever since Yaten left with Ryou Amane was over dosing herself with random drugs to maybe help clear her mind. However, she found that was a stupid idea because it only made it worse. "I can't…" She tripped over her rug and fell back to the floor. Instead of getting back up she dragged herself to the door and to the bathroom where she spent several moments throwing up. "My head…" Amane walked out of the bathroom and into the hall. "…Think…hurts…"
"Meow…."
Amane looked down. "Mara," Amane smiled, knelt down, and picked the furry white cat up. "I know…let's go for, let's say, a walk…"
Yaten quickly walked to his car in the parking lot of the hospital. He fumbled through his keys and unlocked the faded jade green car. Once seated, he banged his head on the steering wheel, the car's horn sounding off. Yaten pulled away quickly and started the car, driving out of the parking lot. "Please be there when I get home," Yaten said, knowing his daughter well enough to know that she probably ran off, knowing she was in trouble. Oh yeah, she was in trouble. So Yaten knew she probably ran off. He knew she did. He had a strong feeling that she did. He sighed.
'Those children of yours, Mary! I swear they're trying to send me to an early grave!'
'OUR children,' Yaten imagined Mary reply.
'I'm probably the worst parent already! I didn't listen to Ryou when he tried to tell me- but I honestly thought it was him! I mean, he- Ryou's had so many problems in the past before, loner issues. He's always been troubled, he's always had issues. Being how depressed he is and all- I would have never thought Amane could have done this!'
'Yaten, you're blind.' Imaginary Mary.
'I know it. I see it now. Now that all this shit has happened, I see it all. Back in Britain Amane used to have tons of friends come over, but now in Japan none of her friends ever stop by. All except that 'Bakura' kid. He seems to be friends with both of them. Amane has an attitude- GAH!' Yaten pulled the wheel to the right, making it drive onto the sidewalk, almost hitting a citizen.
"WATCH IT ASSHOLE!" Malik yelled, "I'm already in a rush! I don't need to be dead right now! Maybe if you come back later you can kill me!"
"I'm sorry, young man, I didn't see you." Yaten said through the rolled down window.
"Phh, yeah,"
"Is there anything I can do for you? Someway I can help?"
"Uh-huh. You know a Yaten?" Malik asked, Yaten blinked.
"Yes. This is he. Why?"
"Your daughter stole my car. My damn car! She took my car and I want it back, now."
"Your car? Oh god- did she say where she was going?"
"Y'know, normal people who jack cars don't usually tell people where they're going. But in Amane's case, since she was really high, she told me how to get there too." Malik said then started to walk off. Yaten's eyes widened and he swung the car over towards Malik. Malik jumped again, this time he kicked the car.
"What the hell's your problem you old geezer!?" Malik yelled at him.
"Get in the car, you're telling me where she went and you're not just gonna tell me where, you're gonna show me where if you ever want to last another day on this earth! Get your ass in this car!" Yaten snapped, he really had no patience at the moment. Malik growled. NO ONE told him what to do! But this guy looked a bit loony and he debated for a couple of seconds on whether or not he should go or not. He wanted his car back, dammit! Today he and Bakura were going to go hang out and do things since they weren't really doing else. Malik got into the car.
Ryou breathed in and out, trying his best to stop crying. He couldn't get over the fact that his own father didn't believe him. He thought long and hard. Yaten had said to him 'Is this a cry for attention?' Why would his dad think that? Ryou stared up at the ceiling.
His life.
Ryou's life had NEVER been perfect. Never, for as long as he could remember. When he was in elementary, he remembered that while everyone was playing during recess, he was walking the park alone lost in thought. All his teachers thought he was 'anti-social.' Maybe Ryou was. He didn't know. When he got into middle school he was a loner/geek. Since he had no friends, he spent a lot of his time with computers. He would sit and write stories that were often depressing and full of angst. If he wasn't writing a story he was writing goth poetry. Ryou wasn't a goth, but he sure qualified to be one. He remembered the school dances, how he would stay home while Amane partied away. He never had the guts to ask someone out, and he didn't want to feel the pain of rejection (heck, he still didn't have the guts to ask someone out!)
Ryou sighed, "God…why," he murmured, "me?"
Back in Britain, his life sucked. And what sucked even more was that Amane was younger and she was more in charge. She had the life that Ryou dreamt of. She had all the friends. Amane was popular among the punk/tomboys at school. Ryou blinked then thought about how life was like now.
It was opposite. Completely opposite.
He now understood why Yaten didn't believe him.
Amane had the friends.
Ryou was the loner. He didn't have friends. Yeah…but that was back then. Ryou had friends while Amane shriveled up into an outcast. Now she was going through what he had to go through back then. And Ryou could tell she didn't like it one bit. What Amane had seen the other day, when he and Bakura were fooling around, that upset her main strip of thoughts. Ryou felt bad. He felt worse then bad. He closed his eyes, now feeling more tears coming on. His thoughts all came to one focus.
Bakura.
If he had never met Bakura, none of this would have ever happened. But---the one thing that confused him was that Amane literally set them up. What was she hoping to achieve by letting them meet? Amane liked Bakura, there for she probably wanted Ryou to meet him so that her big brother would approve. He thought she probably would have never guessed that her brother would end up falling for him. In a way, he stole Amane's first crush (yes this is true {at least in my fic}). And that made him feel bad. It made him feel really selfish. But it didn't matter; this was his own first love as well! Things don't always go as planned. The selfish thing was kind of true. He only wanted Bakura for himself.
Now Ryou felt like he wanted nothing to do with Bakura. He felt dirty, for doing this behind his sister's back. But then he thought more. He didn't want to be with Bakura, but in a way he did. He growled. He wasn't making any sense! He wanted Bakura; he wanted every part of the boy's meaning, but in doing so he didn't want to hurt Amane. If he asked Amane what she wanted him to do, she would say 'Break it off. Stop kidding yourself. You're a guy. He's a guy. Homosexuality is wrong, it's an outrage is what it is.' But Ryou didn't care. He knew that right now his feelings towards Bakura were strong, and his feelings for Amane was bitter. In years from now, he didn't know if he and Bakura would still be together, but for right now, they were still one and Ryou was definitely not going to break up with Bakura just to please his baka sister.
No.
No way in Hell.
And with those last thoughts in mind, Ryou felt himself with ease, just knowing that Bakura was his, and nothing could rip them apart. His eyes slowly closed, allowing the boy to fall asleep with less fury built up inside him.
"You're a nice kitty, good kitty." Amane patted Mara's fluffy white head and drove into an abandoned parking lot, unknown by her, the exact same one where Ryou had his mad dash from Bakura and almost drowned. The parking lot was right next to the ocean, so it was quiet, only a few beach houses were around. Amane slammed Malik's car into a pole instead of hitting the breaks. "If I can't have Bakura, then Ryou can't have Mara. It's only fair, he stole Bakura from me. Bakura's MY friend, not Ryou's toy." She said then turned to look at the concerned eyes, which bore into hers.
Mara's eyes seemed to scream 'Leave me the fuck alone,'
Amane turned her head, "Like I care what a cat thinks. As long as I don't look into those eyes I won't feel the guilt for what I'm about to do." Amane started rummaging though Malik's car, searching for any kind of weapon. Mara now sensed danger though her unordinary senses, knowing that she was in trouble she started scratching at the door with her white paw.
"Stop it! Damn cat," Her hand came across a handle in the glove compartment. She yanked the object out and glanced at the now found screwdriver in her hand. She glanced at Mara, "This will do," Amane put a leash around Mara's neck then attempted to open the door to her own side when she felt a sharp jolt run through her spine.
"Ack! Gah-agh-" She groaned then started to shake.
Grasping for air, she banged her head against the steering wheel. "What's---wrong-happening to---me!?! AGH-" She screamed hysterically, feeling like millions and trillions of ants were eating at her brain. "No! Make it STOP- Aghhh!" She cried, her elbow accidentally hitting the window roll-down button. Mara quickly jumped out of the car and scattered away, running and hiding under the steps of a beach house a few yards away from the abandoned parking lot.
Amane let out an ear-shattering scream, now completely losing her conscious control. Unknown to her, she was experiencing the effects of the drugs she had downed before she left the house "Somebody---HELP ME---Gods---"She kicked open the door, screwdriver still in hand. Amane started running, almost the exact same way Ryou had ran when he tried to get away from Bakura. She ran across the street and tripped, falling into the sand face first.
Yaten, who was pulling into the street managed to spot his daughter running, then he saw her trip. Malik's eyes widened at the sight of his car. "RA DAMMIT! My car- look at what she did to my car-" Malik cried.
"Amane!" Yaten cried, getting out of his car.
Amane dashed over to the wooden dock, stopped once she found it to an end, turned around, and tightened her grip on the screwdriver. "Make the pain stop!!!!!!!" Still without conscious control, her right hand holding the screwdriver raised then quickly raced downward, piercing through the flesh of her left wrist.
Malik, who was observing this from still inside Yaten's car, froze with a look of horror and shock. "No!" He screamed then dashed out of the car and ran into a nearby pole, wrapping his arms around it as his legs gave in. "NO!!!!!!!" He cried in pure pain. He didn't want this, he didn't want to be to go back to the hospital, the one where they all thought he was crazy. "I won't go back…I just won't!" He sobbed, Yaten dashed forward, running like a thousand pit bulls were after him.
Amane giggled as she continued to place more pressure into the screwdriver, now dragging it down, ripping more flesh, her blood pouring out by the second.
"Amane!" Yaten yelled, now approaching the girl from a distance away.
Amane smiled as she hit the bottom of the water, eyes open, not caring nor feeling the stinging burn. Her arms and legs were stretched out; her hand yanked the screwdriver out of her left wrist and silently dropped it.
Tearing through the water, Amane saw Yaten 's image. She smiled and closed her eyes. "…..daddy…." Was her last thought before she completely knocked out.
Malik wiped his eyes and forced himself to stand up. He was alone now. Yaten had left hours ago with Amane, telling him that they were going to the hospital. Malik refused to go with them. But then again, Yaten was in a hurry and didn't exactly wait for his response. He had apologized about the car, got Amane in the back seat, asked quickly, and then left. Malik supposed his thoughts were slow, either that of Yaten didn't really care. "I'm not going back. No more therapy, no more of that crazy shit! No more no more no more! If I can be strong, if I fix this myself, I won't have to go back…I-"
Riiiiiing
Riiiiiiiiiiiing- "W-what?"
"Malik? Is that you? Are you okay?"
Malik groaned, "Who is this?…"
"Don't be ridiculous! I've waited outside your place for hours, you haven't showed you ass here at all! It's Bakura,"
"Oh---gomen-just---just a little upset right---"
"Are you okay? Do you need help?" Bakura asked, Malik wiped his nose. "No- I'm alright-"
"Sure?"
"…Yeah."
"Alright then…."
"Go to the hospital. Don't---ask questions. Just go. Ryou's there, as well as Amane…just go check on them." Malik started hypervenalating. Bakura froze. "You-still-there?"
"Hai. I'm going right away. Ja. Try to take care of yourself, Malik."
"H-hai."
Bakura slammed the phone down on the receiver and ran out the door. His heart raced. 'Ryou's in the hospital? What the-' He got into his car and rolled down the street.
At the hospital Yaten waited in the waiting room with his face buried in his hands. He was still in disbelief. He couldn't believe his own children were-… he couldn't believe who they turned out to be. Ryou was Yaten's pride, Amane used to be his joy, but he wasn't sure anymore. He wasn't labeling them, but he just couldn't look at them the same way as he used to. Looking into Ryou's eyes would make him feel guilty, and unfit for a father. He didn't believe him when Ryou tried to tell him the truth. Stupid. Stupid. He felt so stupid. And Amane- if he ever saw her again, he couldn't look into her eyes without feeling distrust, and anger. He felt like literally screaming. His whole world along with his children's world was turned upside down.
Bakura came running in, looking for someone who resembled Ryou and Amane, someone who'd most likely be their parents. He stopped to think for a minute. That night when he stopped to see Amane, to check on her, he saw her dad. It was just a glimpse, but he could probably recall his face. Looking around, studying faces, finding nothing, he was just about to give up when he spotted an old guy with his head down. Bakura quickly walked over to him.
"Would you be Ryou's dad, by chance?"
Yaten kept on arguing with himself in his head until he heard the voice of someone. "Eh…? What?"
Bakura sighed, "Are you Ryou and Amane Bakura's father? Mr. Bakura?"
"….Yeah,"
Bakura flew to his knees and looked up at the man whose head still hung low. "God- tell me, what happened to them? What's wrong? I got a call from Malik saying that-"
"Who are you? How do you know them?"
"School. What's happened? What's wrong!?! Tell me!"
"Ryou-…it's my fault. He's just here. Amane's in the E.R…." Yaten said, tears rushing to his face. Bakura blinked. He really hated being around people who cried. He already knew too many weepy people, but in this case he could make an exception. He looked at him, "Amane, what happened to her?"
"She tried….she tried…."
"Out with it!!!"
"She tried to kill herself, okay?!!!!" Yaten yelled, Bakura lost his balance on his knees and hit the floor. Amane….tried to kill herself? "Ryou's probably walking the halls right now. They said they released him while I was gone…." Bakura nodded and quickly turned his head to the main desk. Getting to his feel he leaped to the main desk, grabbed the phone and put it on speaker, loud enough to be heard around the nearby rooms.
"RYOU!!!!!!!!"
SCCCCCCRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCHHHHH!!!!!!!
Everyone held their ears and complained. Bakura threw the phone back at the counter and sped around, glancing everywhere, looking for Ryou to appear. His hear sped. He needed to see him. He needed to see if he was okay. His hope was slowly dying as he waited for what seemed like forever. He could literally hear his heart beating faster every second. Where was Ryou? Was he alright? What was wrong, dammit!
"Kura-"
He looked up and saw Ryou standing at the end of the hallway; Bakura spared no time waiting for Ryou to walk to him. He ran and when he reached him he nearly killed the boy with his tightening grip on his waist. Ryou stood startled. Yaten's eyes widened at the sight of Bakura hugging Ryou the way he was. "Bakura?"
"Oh god- Ryou- what happened?" Bakura said, burying his face into Ryou's shirt. Ryou now understood. He didn't know anything. "My dad brought me here, but I'm okay. Nothing that bad happened, I've cooled down now." He said, trying to reassure the boy who clung to him as if he was falling. His eyes widened when he felt that his shoulder now became wet. He looked down and saw Bakura shaking. "Bakura- it's okay, I'm fine- don't uh… don't cry?" He said, kind of shocked to actually see Bakura crying.
Bakura looked up, stepped away, and then punched him in the chest, "Baka!" He said then wiped away his tears. Ryou blinked. "Uh…wha?"
"Don't ever leave me out of things, making me completely clueless! I hate you! Why didn't you tell me! What- am I that little to you!?! I knew I should have never paired up with worthless mortals! I knew I would just end up hurt and- even if it was me who got us involved- it's still not my fault I mean-"
"What? Calm down Bakura, where are you getting this? They just released me ten minutes ago. I was at a phone booth getting ready to call your place when you called me!"
"Eh…."
"Well then?"
"….Shut up. Leave me alone!" Bakura said then stomped off, feeling frustrated, not really meaning the words he had just said. Ryou sighed then walked to his dad in the waiting room. "Hey Dad, um, ready to go?"
Yaten nodded his head. "No."
"Huh? Why not?" He asked, now aware that something was up. Yaten slowly looked up with eyes filled with tears. He didn't know if he could tell Ryou this. He didn't know how he would react. Maybe he would burst into tears. Maybe not. But by now, Yaten thought, he didn't know either of his children anymore. He didn't know who they were. Not anymore. He realized his job kept him away from them. He had regretted this for several times, but now it hit him. He was a horrible parent. And if his wife were still around, she'd be ashamed of him for leaving their children alone and she would have probably gathered Amane and Ryou and left already. He felt like crying. He wanted his wife back, he wanted his little girl Amane back, and he wanted Ryou to forgive him. But even the most purest wishes never come true to their dismay.
"Amane, she's committed suicide."
"WHAT!?!"
"She's not dead--- or maybe her personality is….but Amane tried to kill herself. She- she had taken Mara with her and I gather she had not intended to kill herself but-"
"DAMN HER! That damn bitch! She touched my cat! Where is Mara? Where's my goddamn cat!?! What did that bitch do to her!?!" Ryou glared into Yaten's eyes, at this point Yaten couldn't help it. He broke down into sobs. Hearing his son talk like that- something he had never heard him do- upset him even more because he knew completely nothing about him. "Ry-r----ryou---"
"You know what? I'm GLAD she tried killing herself! Saved me the trouble of doing it myself! I hope she rots in the deepest darkest corners of hell!" Ryou screamed then ran out of the building and into the parking lot. He suddenly stopped when he reached the middle of the lot when he discovered his head hurt like hell. Tears rolled down his face and he broke down into screaming sobs.
"WHY!?! Why me!?! Dammit! Out of all people to terrorize, why'd you have to pick me!?" He yelled up at the sky then screamed as loud as he could. Ryou grabbed at his hair then screamed again and again until his throat refused to make anymore noise. When he found his voice was no good, he went on to kicking cars and damaging them in the process. He kicked at the red car in front of him one last time before falling to the ground and passing out.
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Mob: Well, that took longer than expected! Oye, now I feel like passing out. Gomen for the long wait. Please don't be angry with me!
*begs* and please review even if you hate me.