Here's a last minute chapter! Hope you like it, cuz it's 11 at night!!
Ch. 14: Forms
Yami Bakura's POV
I groaned inwardly at my hunger. I hated starving, but I had more important things to do. Maybe that's how Bakura felt...probably not...
"You want something to eat?" he asked me.
"No. I'll live. So, what the hell have you been doing since you went to the asshole's paradise and back?"
Ryou winced.
"No offense."
"Yeah...well, all I've been doing is reading a book. 'To Kill a Mockingbird,' by Harper Lee, that's the one."
I tilted my head.
"What's it about?"
"It's about this man who get's prejudiced against for being black. He's accused of raping this girl, Mayella, but even though her father beat her up, the other man is convicted guilty. And they kill him for trying to escape. And the worst part of this story so far is that it's being told from the point of view of a little girl named Jean Louise Finch, or Scout for short. And she's just six when it all starts and eight when it ends!"
"Is is a true story?"
"No..."
"Do you think I'm like Mayella's father?"
Bakura paused.
"No. You changed."
I looked up at him, then I pet him on his head. Such soft hair, so silky, whereas mine was full of nothing but split ends. A pang of hunger tore at me, but I paid no heed.
"So I did. Well, you about ready to get out of this hell hole?" I asked.
"As long as it's safe for me to."
At that moment, Ryou's doctor entered.
"Good afternoon, Yami. And good afternoon to you, Ryou. How are we today?"
With a totally Ryou-like attitude, Bakura smiled at his doctor, scratching his neck a bit.
"Much better. And I am sorry for my rude behavior yesterday. I couldn't think but for the pain..."
"That's all right. I'm having a bigger problem with Sarah Philips running away than anything."
My ears quite literally twitched at that. Ka Saraha getting herself caught? She wasn't as good as me, but how could she get caught? Of course, there was constant hospital surveillance! How could I overlook that?
"Sarah?"
"Yes. The same one you keep having to watch. You'd probably make a good surrogate brother for her, but I think we've got a very good family for her. The Johnstones.
"Hm...they'd better be good enough for her. I won't want to hear of her unhappiness," I said tartly. "Me and her family sort of go way back. Way, way back."
"Don't worry, the Johnstones are quite friendly."
The doctor turned back to Ryou.
"Okay, let me check you, Bakura-san."
"No problem."
I winced as Ryou was taken from my sight. He was soooo skinny and, well...naked. he was only wearing a flimsy open-in-the-back hospital gown. He was gone for about 30 minutes. And I was so antsy. Malik had long since left. In fact, he'd left with the sleeping Ayari nearly immediately after we arrived.
When Ryou finally came back, he was very shaky and tired looking. His hand was trembling violently and his eyes looked worn.
"What did you do?"
"We took about seven tubes of blood for additional testing and did some intestinal x-rays. We had quite a problem with him keeping that boron down, though. He kept throwing it up. He ought to eat before he leaves. Blood drawing can take a lot out of you."
I was definitely in agreement with all of what the doctor said, because Bakura was shivering slightly on the bed, but otherwise quiet.
"Is he well enough to leave?"
"Yes, but I'd keep a cathoder of potassium carbonate on him for awhile. We'll connect him on one and you won't be able to take it off until it's empty."
"Very well," I replied. "And I know this is going to sound silly..."
Just at that moment, my stomach decided to growl very, very, very loudly and painfully.
"Yes. Quite silly."
I growled inside my throat.
"Not that. I meant, may I take Sarah home for a bit?"
"I see no problem with that as long as her foster parents give you permission. But I need you to fill out some forms."
"Whatever," I replied. Now I had a serious attitude and a serious urge to throw up. It was only two o'clock, for Ra's sake! When the doctor came back, I concentrated on the forms.
Name: Yami Bakura
Age: 19
Blood type: AB (sweet)
Birth date: 9/2/77
Height: 6'1"
Are you currently on any medications? No
Do you have any allergies? No
Do you have health insurance: I don't think so.
Please state your professions:
Thief, Bandit, Tomb Robber, you get the picture.
Are you married: OF COURSE NOT!!!
Do you have any of these health problems?
Asthma: No
Hepatitis: No
Anorexia/Bulimia: I'm not the one with the eating disorder. Ryou is!
Hard of Hearing: As if! Only when I feel like it.
Insomnia: Sometimes
High blood pressure: Depends on how pissed I am
High cholesterol: not really
Diabetes: Hell no!
Heart problems: Why do you care? No!
I finished the rest of the stupid form, then began on Ryou's...
Name: Ryou Bakura
Age:16
Blood Type: AB (also sweet)
Birth date: 9/2/80
Height: 5'8"
Is your family member currently on any medications? Some kind of crap.
Does your family member have any allergies? Is a weak stomach an allergy?
Does your family member have health insurance? I don't know. Ask Sakura
State family members' professions (if any) He's sixteen, you dolts! He don't got a job!
Is your family member married? NOOO!!!
Does your family member have any of these health problems?
Asthma: No
Hepatitis: No
Anorexia/Bulimia: Why do you think he's in the hospital?
Hard of Hearing: he can be, he's so hardheaded.
Insomnia: on occasion.
High Blood Pressure: when he's angry at me.
Diabetes: No, stupid!
Heart Problems: Why are you asking if a sixteen year-old has heart problems.
That was slightly fun, but I didn't like doing all the writing. I'm not exactly tidy, not even in hieroglyphs.
"One of these days, Ryou, you're gonna make me exorcise myself."
"Heck, that'll be a drag!"
I jumped.
"Sakura?!"
"In the flesh. So, how did you do on that form?"
"Fine! Oh fine!"
I hid the papers from her and grinned, exposing my favorite teeth. The eyeteeth of course!
This chapter was partially for comedy relief, so HA! But I'll get serious- er in the next chapter. Ciao.
Ch. 14: Forms
Yami Bakura's POV
I groaned inwardly at my hunger. I hated starving, but I had more important things to do. Maybe that's how Bakura felt...probably not...
"You want something to eat?" he asked me.
"No. I'll live. So, what the hell have you been doing since you went to the asshole's paradise and back?"
Ryou winced.
"No offense."
"Yeah...well, all I've been doing is reading a book. 'To Kill a Mockingbird,' by Harper Lee, that's the one."
I tilted my head.
"What's it about?"
"It's about this man who get's prejudiced against for being black. He's accused of raping this girl, Mayella, but even though her father beat her up, the other man is convicted guilty. And they kill him for trying to escape. And the worst part of this story so far is that it's being told from the point of view of a little girl named Jean Louise Finch, or Scout for short. And she's just six when it all starts and eight when it ends!"
"Is is a true story?"
"No..."
"Do you think I'm like Mayella's father?"
Bakura paused.
"No. You changed."
I looked up at him, then I pet him on his head. Such soft hair, so silky, whereas mine was full of nothing but split ends. A pang of hunger tore at me, but I paid no heed.
"So I did. Well, you about ready to get out of this hell hole?" I asked.
"As long as it's safe for me to."
At that moment, Ryou's doctor entered.
"Good afternoon, Yami. And good afternoon to you, Ryou. How are we today?"
With a totally Ryou-like attitude, Bakura smiled at his doctor, scratching his neck a bit.
"Much better. And I am sorry for my rude behavior yesterday. I couldn't think but for the pain..."
"That's all right. I'm having a bigger problem with Sarah Philips running away than anything."
My ears quite literally twitched at that. Ka Saraha getting herself caught? She wasn't as good as me, but how could she get caught? Of course, there was constant hospital surveillance! How could I overlook that?
"Sarah?"
"Yes. The same one you keep having to watch. You'd probably make a good surrogate brother for her, but I think we've got a very good family for her. The Johnstones.
"Hm...they'd better be good enough for her. I won't want to hear of her unhappiness," I said tartly. "Me and her family sort of go way back. Way, way back."
"Don't worry, the Johnstones are quite friendly."
The doctor turned back to Ryou.
"Okay, let me check you, Bakura-san."
"No problem."
I winced as Ryou was taken from my sight. He was soooo skinny and, well...naked. he was only wearing a flimsy open-in-the-back hospital gown. He was gone for about 30 minutes. And I was so antsy. Malik had long since left. In fact, he'd left with the sleeping Ayari nearly immediately after we arrived.
When Ryou finally came back, he was very shaky and tired looking. His hand was trembling violently and his eyes looked worn.
"What did you do?"
"We took about seven tubes of blood for additional testing and did some intestinal x-rays. We had quite a problem with him keeping that boron down, though. He kept throwing it up. He ought to eat before he leaves. Blood drawing can take a lot out of you."
I was definitely in agreement with all of what the doctor said, because Bakura was shivering slightly on the bed, but otherwise quiet.
"Is he well enough to leave?"
"Yes, but I'd keep a cathoder of potassium carbonate on him for awhile. We'll connect him on one and you won't be able to take it off until it's empty."
"Very well," I replied. "And I know this is going to sound silly..."
Just at that moment, my stomach decided to growl very, very, very loudly and painfully.
"Yes. Quite silly."
I growled inside my throat.
"Not that. I meant, may I take Sarah home for a bit?"
"I see no problem with that as long as her foster parents give you permission. But I need you to fill out some forms."
"Whatever," I replied. Now I had a serious attitude and a serious urge to throw up. It was only two o'clock, for Ra's sake! When the doctor came back, I concentrated on the forms.
Name: Yami Bakura
Age: 19
Blood type: AB (sweet)
Birth date: 9/2/77
Height: 6'1"
Are you currently on any medications? No
Do you have any allergies? No
Do you have health insurance: I don't think so.
Please state your professions:
Thief, Bandit, Tomb Robber, you get the picture.
Are you married: OF COURSE NOT!!!
Do you have any of these health problems?
Asthma: No
Hepatitis: No
Anorexia/Bulimia: I'm not the one with the eating disorder. Ryou is!
Hard of Hearing: As if! Only when I feel like it.
Insomnia: Sometimes
High blood pressure: Depends on how pissed I am
High cholesterol: not really
Diabetes: Hell no!
Heart problems: Why do you care? No!
I finished the rest of the stupid form, then began on Ryou's...
Name: Ryou Bakura
Age:16
Blood Type: AB (also sweet)
Birth date: 9/2/80
Height: 5'8"
Is your family member currently on any medications? Some kind of crap.
Does your family member have any allergies? Is a weak stomach an allergy?
Does your family member have health insurance? I don't know. Ask Sakura
State family members' professions (if any) He's sixteen, you dolts! He don't got a job!
Is your family member married? NOOO!!!
Does your family member have any of these health problems?
Asthma: No
Hepatitis: No
Anorexia/Bulimia: Why do you think he's in the hospital?
Hard of Hearing: he can be, he's so hardheaded.
Insomnia: on occasion.
High Blood Pressure: when he's angry at me.
Diabetes: No, stupid!
Heart Problems: Why are you asking if a sixteen year-old has heart problems.
That was slightly fun, but I didn't like doing all the writing. I'm not exactly tidy, not even in hieroglyphs.
"One of these days, Ryou, you're gonna make me exorcise myself."
"Heck, that'll be a drag!"
I jumped.
"Sakura?!"
"In the flesh. So, how did you do on that form?"
"Fine! Oh fine!"
I hid the papers from her and grinned, exposing my favorite teeth. The eyeteeth of course!
This chapter was partially for comedy relief, so HA! But I'll get serious- er in the next chapter. Ciao.