Ah, another free day, and my time of typing. The last thing you saw was
Sakura going to drive. Yes, she is sixteen, but she never got her license
before she moved from...well, you'll see that in her autobiography ^___^.
And just so that we're clear...
:Yugi 2 Yami:
::Yami 2Yugi::
/Bakura or Sakura to Yami Bakura/ (used to be different, but it kept getting deleted)
//Yami Bakura 2 Bakura or Sakura// (used to be different, but it kept getting deleted).
'Thoughts to themselves'
And just in case...
[Malik 2 Yami Malik]
[[Yami Malik 2 Malik]
Chapter 9: Tomb Robber's Compassion
Sakura's POV
I gripped the steering wheel nervously. I only had my learner's permit, which was why Yami Bakura had transformed for me.
"Come now, Sakura. We haven't much time. Get moving!"
I cranked the car up and backed up speedily after Malik. Tires squealing, we headed to the hospital, full speed ahead. However, just as we feared, sirens started soon after.
"Aw, Shnap!!" I shouted, slamming my fists into the wheel.
"Relax," Yami Bakura said slickly. "You are in the company of the Ancient Egyptian world's most practiced liar. Other thieves often called me the Eighth Wonder of the World when I busted out a lie."
Yami Bakura's POV
I rested back in the seat, tossing my hair back. Lies, what kind of easy shit were these cops pulling? This would be easy.
"License and registration, please," the cop asked briskly. I saw Sakura remove the necessary papers. Hell, I didn't have a damn license, so I had to freelance pretty hard.
"May I see your license, sir?" the cop asked me.
"I am ashamed to admit it, but that's where we were headed. A thieving cur stole my entire wallet in the mall, and I was only out with my dear Sakura here. Next thing I know, her brother gets sick and has to go to the emergency room. We really had no time to react.
"I see," the man said. I could see him letting us off any minute now.
"Well, as you seem to be in a confusing situation, let me not detain you. Just get your license as quick as possible. And perhaps you should take over the wheel. Sakura here was speeding.
I suddenly began to panic. What the hell...I couldn't drive this load of camel shit anywhere!
"As I said, we were in a hurry. She is a quite capable driver..."
"Very well. I'll let you off with a warning."
As soon as the idiot went back to his car, we sped to the hospital, Malik's motorcycle long gone by now.
"I need to call Ayari. Here!"
Sakura threw the phone to me.
"What the hell do I do with this?" I spat to her.
"Hit the little up arrow 'til you see 'Ayari's Cell' on the screen."
I did as instructed. For once.
"Now what?"
"Hit the 'Send' button and see if she picks up."
I also did that with no hassle. I'd used a phone, just never a cell phone. And I didn't commit Ayari's number to memory, thank Ra.
"Hello?"
"Uh...hello...Sakura, what am I supposed to say?"
"Ask her if they got there yet?"
"Did you get to the hospital yet?"
"We're just pulling in."
"Is Ryou okay?"
"He's still unconscious, how the hell do you expect me to be able to tell?" Ayari snapped from the other side.
"I was just asking! Don't get all bitchy with me at this moment; I'm not in the mood."
Silence. Then...
"Do you want us to wait for you?"
"You'd better."
"Alright, alright. See ya."
"Ta."
I know that sounded stupid, but I wasn't concentrated on that. Even if I was back to my normal self, that didn't mean I didn't care for Bakura. He was my host, and Ra-damn it, he was a little like a friend. More of a liability than anything, but I guess that it was my fault this time.
We made it to the hospital with no further problems, and parked next to Malik's motorcycle. He was carrying Ryou, who was limp and pale. Of course he was always pale. But this time, he was slightly paler.
"I'm not wasting this spell. Ryou will be my 'cousin'," I told them firmly.
"What's your name then? Cousin It?" Sakura asked. I shook my head in annoyance.
"Let's just call you, uh...Yami!"
"Yami?!?!" I replied angrily. "That makes me feel like the Pharaoh, damn it!"
"No, not like that. Your last name is Bakura, so your full name will be 'Yami Bakura'"
I scratched my head, then what Sakura said made its point.
"Okay, fine, but let's get into the hospital."
"Thank you, Captain Obvious."
I ignored Malik and sprinted into the hospital. Several people gave me sideways glances.
"What are you looking at? You've never seen an Egyptian?" I snarled. "I consider your staring as an insult."
Suddenly, a little whelp of a kid came up to me and tapped my leg, as she couldn't reach up much higher. Her face was slightly disfigured with burn scars and she looked as if she'd escaped her intensive care unit.
"Whaddya want?" I asked more softly. I didn't need a crying kid at my heels.
"Do ya know where the bathroom is?"
"Uh, no..."
"I like your clothes. You look strong too."
"Uh, thanks..." I replied, patting the kid on the head. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to see the doctor. My...er...cousin is sick."
"Lemme go with ya. I need to get to the parry-medics."
The girl seemed to be about 4. Poor thing reminded me of me.
"Where are your mother and father?"
"The doctors won't tell me. They were in the fire too."
I rolled my eyes. Why did I care? Because this child was an orphan, just like I had been in Egypt.
"Come along."
I took the child with me and ran to the emergency room attendant.
"My cousin is very ill," I said quickly. "He'll be in at any moment."
I turned to see Malik bringing Ryou in a few moments later.
"Who's the squirt, Yami?" Sakura asked.
"Just a kid from the ICU that's lost her way. I'm taking her with me to go back to the ICU."
I gave Sakura a significant look and she understood. She took the Ring from her brother and put it around her neck.
/Reminds you of your past, huh?/
//Indeed she does. Don't tell the others//
/Like I would, Mr. Nice/
//...//
For once, I couldn't argue with her. I was being a little nice. And I was doing it of my own accord. None of it was linked to Ryou. I put my rough, callused hand onto the squirt's head.
'Everything will be alright for you someday. Maybe Ryou too.'
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THAT'S THE END!!! ......................................................... NOT!! Sounded like the end though, right? But that's just one of those sucky chapters. I like it, but I doubt anyone else will. And just in case you didn't know, Yami Bakura's entire village, KuruEruna got burnt to the ground by Yami's old man, Akunamukanon. Or as I like to call him, 'the pharaoh with the annoyingly long name'. So that's why Yami Bakura felt all sad for the girl. And she sticks to him a bit like Rin to Sessomaru in Inuyasha, but I got the idea from "Shallow Hal" as well. Thanks for reviewing this story so much. This one will be ending soon, though, so you'll have to make do with the College Years and all my other stories. Oh, and if you want to read Needles, you'd better, cuz I'm going to delete it if I don't get a review or two for it. I thought people would like it better, but I guess since I didn't like it myself, it was bound to be a flop of runaway super-creativity. So R&R, nice peoples. ^_^.
::Yami 2Yugi::
/Bakura or Sakura to Yami Bakura/ (used to be different, but it kept getting deleted)
//Yami Bakura 2 Bakura or Sakura// (used to be different, but it kept getting deleted).
'Thoughts to themselves'
And just in case...
[Malik 2 Yami Malik]
[[Yami Malik 2 Malik]
Chapter 9: Tomb Robber's Compassion
Sakura's POV
I gripped the steering wheel nervously. I only had my learner's permit, which was why Yami Bakura had transformed for me.
"Come now, Sakura. We haven't much time. Get moving!"
I cranked the car up and backed up speedily after Malik. Tires squealing, we headed to the hospital, full speed ahead. However, just as we feared, sirens started soon after.
"Aw, Shnap!!" I shouted, slamming my fists into the wheel.
"Relax," Yami Bakura said slickly. "You are in the company of the Ancient Egyptian world's most practiced liar. Other thieves often called me the Eighth Wonder of the World when I busted out a lie."
Yami Bakura's POV
I rested back in the seat, tossing my hair back. Lies, what kind of easy shit were these cops pulling? This would be easy.
"License and registration, please," the cop asked briskly. I saw Sakura remove the necessary papers. Hell, I didn't have a damn license, so I had to freelance pretty hard.
"May I see your license, sir?" the cop asked me.
"I am ashamed to admit it, but that's where we were headed. A thieving cur stole my entire wallet in the mall, and I was only out with my dear Sakura here. Next thing I know, her brother gets sick and has to go to the emergency room. We really had no time to react.
"I see," the man said. I could see him letting us off any minute now.
"Well, as you seem to be in a confusing situation, let me not detain you. Just get your license as quick as possible. And perhaps you should take over the wheel. Sakura here was speeding.
I suddenly began to panic. What the hell...I couldn't drive this load of camel shit anywhere!
"As I said, we were in a hurry. She is a quite capable driver..."
"Very well. I'll let you off with a warning."
As soon as the idiot went back to his car, we sped to the hospital, Malik's motorcycle long gone by now.
"I need to call Ayari. Here!"
Sakura threw the phone to me.
"What the hell do I do with this?" I spat to her.
"Hit the little up arrow 'til you see 'Ayari's Cell' on the screen."
I did as instructed. For once.
"Now what?"
"Hit the 'Send' button and see if she picks up."
I also did that with no hassle. I'd used a phone, just never a cell phone. And I didn't commit Ayari's number to memory, thank Ra.
"Hello?"
"Uh...hello...Sakura, what am I supposed to say?"
"Ask her if they got there yet?"
"Did you get to the hospital yet?"
"We're just pulling in."
"Is Ryou okay?"
"He's still unconscious, how the hell do you expect me to be able to tell?" Ayari snapped from the other side.
"I was just asking! Don't get all bitchy with me at this moment; I'm not in the mood."
Silence. Then...
"Do you want us to wait for you?"
"You'd better."
"Alright, alright. See ya."
"Ta."
I know that sounded stupid, but I wasn't concentrated on that. Even if I was back to my normal self, that didn't mean I didn't care for Bakura. He was my host, and Ra-damn it, he was a little like a friend. More of a liability than anything, but I guess that it was my fault this time.
We made it to the hospital with no further problems, and parked next to Malik's motorcycle. He was carrying Ryou, who was limp and pale. Of course he was always pale. But this time, he was slightly paler.
"I'm not wasting this spell. Ryou will be my 'cousin'," I told them firmly.
"What's your name then? Cousin It?" Sakura asked. I shook my head in annoyance.
"Let's just call you, uh...Yami!"
"Yami?!?!" I replied angrily. "That makes me feel like the Pharaoh, damn it!"
"No, not like that. Your last name is Bakura, so your full name will be 'Yami Bakura'"
I scratched my head, then what Sakura said made its point.
"Okay, fine, but let's get into the hospital."
"Thank you, Captain Obvious."
I ignored Malik and sprinted into the hospital. Several people gave me sideways glances.
"What are you looking at? You've never seen an Egyptian?" I snarled. "I consider your staring as an insult."
Suddenly, a little whelp of a kid came up to me and tapped my leg, as she couldn't reach up much higher. Her face was slightly disfigured with burn scars and she looked as if she'd escaped her intensive care unit.
"Whaddya want?" I asked more softly. I didn't need a crying kid at my heels.
"Do ya know where the bathroom is?"
"Uh, no..."
"I like your clothes. You look strong too."
"Uh, thanks..." I replied, patting the kid on the head. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to see the doctor. My...er...cousin is sick."
"Lemme go with ya. I need to get to the parry-medics."
The girl seemed to be about 4. Poor thing reminded me of me.
"Where are your mother and father?"
"The doctors won't tell me. They were in the fire too."
I rolled my eyes. Why did I care? Because this child was an orphan, just like I had been in Egypt.
"Come along."
I took the child with me and ran to the emergency room attendant.
"My cousin is very ill," I said quickly. "He'll be in at any moment."
I turned to see Malik bringing Ryou in a few moments later.
"Who's the squirt, Yami?" Sakura asked.
"Just a kid from the ICU that's lost her way. I'm taking her with me to go back to the ICU."
I gave Sakura a significant look and she understood. She took the Ring from her brother and put it around her neck.
/Reminds you of your past, huh?/
//Indeed she does. Don't tell the others//
/Like I would, Mr. Nice/
//...//
For once, I couldn't argue with her. I was being a little nice. And I was doing it of my own accord. None of it was linked to Ryou. I put my rough, callused hand onto the squirt's head.
'Everything will be alright for you someday. Maybe Ryou too.'
________________________________________________________________________
THAT'S THE END!!! ......................................................... NOT!! Sounded like the end though, right? But that's just one of those sucky chapters. I like it, but I doubt anyone else will. And just in case you didn't know, Yami Bakura's entire village, KuruEruna got burnt to the ground by Yami's old man, Akunamukanon. Or as I like to call him, 'the pharaoh with the annoyingly long name'. So that's why Yami Bakura felt all sad for the girl. And she sticks to him a bit like Rin to Sessomaru in Inuyasha, but I got the idea from "Shallow Hal" as well. Thanks for reviewing this story so much. This one will be ending soon, though, so you'll have to make do with the College Years and all my other stories. Oh, and if you want to read Needles, you'd better, cuz I'm going to delete it if I don't get a review or two for it. I thought people would like it better, but I guess since I didn't like it myself, it was bound to be a flop of runaway super-creativity. So R&R, nice peoples. ^_^.