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Chapter 2: I'm Not Hungry
Ryou's POV
I woke up at 10:13.
"Guh."
I still felt queasy from last night. And I was so hungry it wasn't funny.
But I flat out refused to eat or drink anything. It was a good thing it was Saturday, because I felt too weak to do much of anything. I ignored my growling stomach and sat to watch T.V. It was then that I noticed that my yami was nowhere to be found. He usually didn't parade in his astro-form a lot. I call it an astro form when he turns all see through-y. So, it was strange, him being gone in astro-body. Since he was gone though, and I was pissed at him for calling me fat, I decided to go to Yugi's house.
"Ohh."
I had barely started to my room when I collapsed in weakness.
"Urk."
I pushed myself up and resumed my business as if nothing had happened.
By 11:00, I was dressed. I called Yugi and told him I was heading over. I should have said I was stumbling over, because that's what I was really doing. I arrived to see that Joey and Tristan were also at Yugi's place. Not exactly a good thing for what I'd wanted to say. Oh well. I could wait till some other time.
"Hey guys," I greeted kindly.
"Hey, Bakura. Whassup?" Joey greeted me back.
"'Tsup?" Tristan muttered absorbed in a magazine I'm not at liberty to describe.
"Nothing much," I replied.
"So Ryou, didn't you want to say something?" Yugi asked me.
"Oh, nothing. Nothing at all."
I grimaced at the pain in my gut. I really should have eaten, but like I said, I wasn't about to eat or drink anything that could alter my body weight in a negative way.
"Bakura, are you all right there?" Tristan queried. "You look kinda pale."
"Whatcha talkin' about, Tristan? He always looks kinda pale."
"Shut up, Joey. I mean he really looks pale. I think..."
"Stop arguing, you two. I'm fine. Really."
I convinced them, but I'm not really sure I convinced myself. I felt like I was about to."
BLORTCH!"
I threw up on the game store floor. It wasn't much. It was just a reaction to the fact that I was hungry...no, I wasn't...I'm not hungry...
I passed out on the floor.
Yami Bakura's POV
"Ack!" I felt a dizzying...something...overwhelm me. If it was just the pain in a normal sense, I wouldn't give a rat's ass about it. But this was somehow different.
"Damn. He fainted."
I had left the little fool at home alone. There was a blank period sometime yesterday when I didn't know what in the name of Ra he was doing and I was too lazy to "astro-form," like he called it. But when I went into the bathroom, which was the last place we were connected, I noticed that it had been hastily cleaned and that there was a spot of what appeared to be vomit on the inside. Just a little. And he was astoundingly hungry today. It was bothering me. I hope that his little ass wasn't taking that comment yesterday too seriously. I was just pushing his buttons. It's damn funny to do that. That's why I'd left the house, too. I was a bit pissed at him for leaving me in the dark yesterday. At least nobody (other than Yami and Yami Malik) could see me if I decided to walk around Domino in "astro-form." But this fainting business made me feel like he was hiding something big from me. And I was still starving since he hadn't eaten.
"Shit head! I'll make you eat! I'll possess you!"
Yugi's POV
It was definitely strange when Ryou threw up, stranger when he fainted, but it was strangest that he tried so readily to deny it and it worked. He wasn't a good liar at all. I shook my musings away and tried to heave him into a chair. Eventually, Tristan helped. We woke him up with a cold, damp cloth and he moaned.
"Let me alone, Yugi. Let me alone..."
''You're not well, Bakura," I told him.
He really didn't look well. His face was gaunt and he had circles under his eyes from fatigue. And his stomach was growling very loudly.
"Let me be. I... didn't have any sleep last night..."
The answer was with slight hesitation, so I knew he was worse than he was letting on. I checked his arms and neck for bruises. I came upon a big swollen spot on his jaw that was covered by his shaggy hair.
"Did...did your yami do this to you?" I asked nervously.
"Hit...my jaw...that's all..."
Then why is he so sick? I thought. It was puzzling for sure.
"Yugi, I'm tired. Let me sleep..."
"Eat a sandwich or something, then I'll let you sleep."
"I'm not hungry," he whined. His stomach groaned loudly.
"Eat or else you won't sleep."
"Oh, fine then..."
I got a roast beef sandwich from my lunch and gave it to him.
"Thanks..." he muttered sourly.
: Wonder what's the matter with him:
:: Best keep a close eye on him:: Yami told me. ::I think that he's not telling us something::
: I know...:
I turned to Bakura as he took a bite of my sandwich and chewed it slowly. At about the second or third bite, he retched it back up.
"Ah! What's the matter with you, Bakura?! You need to eat, so what's wrong?!"
"I...dunno...I need to lie down and get some rest..."
Bakura looked horrible.
"Try to drink some soda or something."
But when I got him a soda, he just threw it back up like he did with the sandwich. He shivered, then curled up into a tight fetal position. Considering how susceptible to hurt and sickness Bakura was, I decided to call 911.
That's what I gots. I didn't mean to be so descriptive in the 1st chapter, but I had to take up some space. Anyways, R&R please.
Chapter 2: I'm Not Hungry
Ryou's POV
I woke up at 10:13.
"Guh."
I still felt queasy from last night. And I was so hungry it wasn't funny.
But I flat out refused to eat or drink anything. It was a good thing it was Saturday, because I felt too weak to do much of anything. I ignored my growling stomach and sat to watch T.V. It was then that I noticed that my yami was nowhere to be found. He usually didn't parade in his astro-form a lot. I call it an astro form when he turns all see through-y. So, it was strange, him being gone in astro-body. Since he was gone though, and I was pissed at him for calling me fat, I decided to go to Yugi's house.
"Ohh."
I had barely started to my room when I collapsed in weakness.
"Urk."
I pushed myself up and resumed my business as if nothing had happened.
By 11:00, I was dressed. I called Yugi and told him I was heading over. I should have said I was stumbling over, because that's what I was really doing. I arrived to see that Joey and Tristan were also at Yugi's place. Not exactly a good thing for what I'd wanted to say. Oh well. I could wait till some other time.
"Hey guys," I greeted kindly.
"Hey, Bakura. Whassup?" Joey greeted me back.
"'Tsup?" Tristan muttered absorbed in a magazine I'm not at liberty to describe.
"Nothing much," I replied.
"So Ryou, didn't you want to say something?" Yugi asked me.
"Oh, nothing. Nothing at all."
I grimaced at the pain in my gut. I really should have eaten, but like I said, I wasn't about to eat or drink anything that could alter my body weight in a negative way.
"Bakura, are you all right there?" Tristan queried. "You look kinda pale."
"Whatcha talkin' about, Tristan? He always looks kinda pale."
"Shut up, Joey. I mean he really looks pale. I think..."
"Stop arguing, you two. I'm fine. Really."
I convinced them, but I'm not really sure I convinced myself. I felt like I was about to."
BLORTCH!"
I threw up on the game store floor. It wasn't much. It was just a reaction to the fact that I was hungry...no, I wasn't...I'm not hungry...
I passed out on the floor.
Yami Bakura's POV
"Ack!" I felt a dizzying...something...overwhelm me. If it was just the pain in a normal sense, I wouldn't give a rat's ass about it. But this was somehow different.
"Damn. He fainted."
I had left the little fool at home alone. There was a blank period sometime yesterday when I didn't know what in the name of Ra he was doing and I was too lazy to "astro-form," like he called it. But when I went into the bathroom, which was the last place we were connected, I noticed that it had been hastily cleaned and that there was a spot of what appeared to be vomit on the inside. Just a little. And he was astoundingly hungry today. It was bothering me. I hope that his little ass wasn't taking that comment yesterday too seriously. I was just pushing his buttons. It's damn funny to do that. That's why I'd left the house, too. I was a bit pissed at him for leaving me in the dark yesterday. At least nobody (other than Yami and Yami Malik) could see me if I decided to walk around Domino in "astro-form." But this fainting business made me feel like he was hiding something big from me. And I was still starving since he hadn't eaten.
"Shit head! I'll make you eat! I'll possess you!"
Yugi's POV
It was definitely strange when Ryou threw up, stranger when he fainted, but it was strangest that he tried so readily to deny it and it worked. He wasn't a good liar at all. I shook my musings away and tried to heave him into a chair. Eventually, Tristan helped. We woke him up with a cold, damp cloth and he moaned.
"Let me alone, Yugi. Let me alone..."
''You're not well, Bakura," I told him.
He really didn't look well. His face was gaunt and he had circles under his eyes from fatigue. And his stomach was growling very loudly.
"Let me be. I... didn't have any sleep last night..."
The answer was with slight hesitation, so I knew he was worse than he was letting on. I checked his arms and neck for bruises. I came upon a big swollen spot on his jaw that was covered by his shaggy hair.
"Did...did your yami do this to you?" I asked nervously.
"Hit...my jaw...that's all..."
Then why is he so sick? I thought. It was puzzling for sure.
"Yugi, I'm tired. Let me sleep..."
"Eat a sandwich or something, then I'll let you sleep."
"I'm not hungry," he whined. His stomach groaned loudly.
"Eat or else you won't sleep."
"Oh, fine then..."
I got a roast beef sandwich from my lunch and gave it to him.
"Thanks..." he muttered sourly.
: Wonder what's the matter with him:
:: Best keep a close eye on him:: Yami told me. ::I think that he's not telling us something::
: I know...:
I turned to Bakura as he took a bite of my sandwich and chewed it slowly. At about the second or third bite, he retched it back up.
"Ah! What's the matter with you, Bakura?! You need to eat, so what's wrong?!"
"I...dunno...I need to lie down and get some rest..."
Bakura looked horrible.
"Try to drink some soda or something."
But when I got him a soda, he just threw it back up like he did with the sandwich. He shivered, then curled up into a tight fetal position. Considering how susceptible to hurt and sickness Bakura was, I decided to call 911.
That's what I gots. I didn't mean to be so descriptive in the 1st chapter, but I had to take up some space. Anyways, R&R please.