Enough
You know what disturbs me? How is it that I'm on the author alert list of 42 people and not one of them have R&R this story? Maybe, they're not into Yugi-oh. Oh well, I'll appreciate the readers I do have and I have to realized that I only have two chapters and things will get better ^ ^ The only thing that pisses me off is how someone can make a stupid story and get about 30 reviews on the FIRST chapter! It's annoying but overall I'm happy for them *cough*bullshit!*Cough*. If you are one of those stupid people . . . well, that's good for you ^ ^ R&R mine and give me free advertisement.
Warning: This story contains yaoi (if ya don't know what it is ask someone who does or read this story and find out the hard way), angst, violence, swearing, and a very cruel Bakura.
Disclaimer: I do not personally own Yugi-oh or any anime for that fact besides the little things I draw. ^ ^.
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Chapter 3
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~Where am I? ~
Ryou opened his eyes in a panic coming out of his coma, thrusting upward into a sitting position. Moving in such a quick motion wasn't exactly the best thing to do though. Ryou grabbed his head at the intense pain the surged through like a hundred bolts of electricity.
"Arrrg." He groaned as he closed his eyes.
"So your up" A calm, cold, collected voice called out from across the room.
"Ohmigosh! I thought we killed you!" Another voice called out not too quietly.
Ryou flinched at the loudness of the voice.
~They sound . . . familiar. ~
Ryou took his hands off his head and looked up and over across the room. Focusing his eyes, he noticed a blonde, and a Brunet. Both were male and looked very familiar but he couldn't quite place a finger on who they were.
~Who are they? ~
"Ryou?" The blonde asked showing concern in his honey-colored eyes.
~Ryou? ~ The ivory-haired boy thought to himself.
"I'm sorry Seto hit you with his car." The other continued.
"Well that's because you were distracting me." The brunet (Seto) sneered
The blond blushed and looked away.
~Who were these people? They obviously seemed to know me ~.
"So Ryou how do you feel?" Seto asked but before he could get an answer the other boy interrupted
"Oh man, Ryou! Don't scare us like this! What the heck were you doing in the street anyway?!"
~In the street? ~
"Lower your voice mutt!" the blue-eyed one snapped.
"Mutt?! Who ya callin a mutt, dragon boy?"
Ryou placed a hand on his head and noticed that it had been wrapped up in gauze. He looked at his hand and noticed that had bandages on it too. What happened to him? Most importantly, why was he in these stranger's house?! He didn't know them, or at least he didn't think he did . . . Who was this Ryou? Was he Ryou?
~What the hell is going on?! ~
"Uuuummmm. . . excuse me," He calmly interrupted the two's bickering " Who are you?"
The two instantly stopped arguing and turned to the confused boy. A long silence passed before anyone spoke up.
"Ryou, you don't remember us?" Blondie asked. (1)
"He probably has a concussion." Seto said trying to make sense of what Ryou had asked them
"Where am I?" Ryou spoke up again.
~I really have no clue where I am or how I got here. All I know is that my body hurts like hell ~.
Looking around the room he noticed how small and cramped it seemed. The tall white walls made it look even smaller. Taking note that he was in a small room with two strangers made him feel incredibly uneasy. Cautiously he eyed the two half way trying to decide whether they were harmful and half way trying to remember where he had seen them before.
"You two seem very familiar. Have a I met you before?"
"Ryou, it's me Jounouchi. Don't you remember?" The blond answered.
"I told you he probably has a concussion." Seto said rolling his eyes
"What happened to me?" Ryou asked looking the room over again trying to mentally enlarge it.
"Well, You see . . . " Jounouchi trailed off.
"I accidentally hit you with my car." Seto finished for him, one again rolling his eyes at his stupid boyfriend.
Ryou eyes went huge at the thought of being hit by a car. Instantly he put his hand on his stomach trying to see if any ribs were broken. And to his dismay, his stomach was wrapped the same way his head was and when he placed a hand on his right side, a sharp pain surged through his body. A rib was most definitely broken.
"I wouldn't touch if I were you," Seto moved Ryou's hand away. " It is broken."
"You hit me with your car?!" Ryou exclaimed. He couldn't believe a car hit him. This was too much.
"Ryou, what happened to you before you walked out in front of our car?" Jounouchi asked changing the subject while playfully tugging the hem of Seto's shirt.
"How would I know?"
"Idiot! How many times do I have to tell you he has amnesia?!" The cobalt-eyed teen said while plucking Jou on the head.
"You never said that!" The other pouted while rubbing his head.
~These two are crazy! How can they joke around after telling me I've been hit by a freaking car?! ~
"Anyway, what I want to know about is that word on your chest." Seto said
~Word on my chest? ~
"Ryou are you listening?"
"Huh? A word on my chest?"
"Yeah, what—"
"Bakura did it to you didn't he?!" Honey eyes jumped in (2)
Ryou was completely dumbfounded as to what any of them were talking about. No one was explaining to his what happened. He still wasn't even sure why they were calling him Ryou!
"Can some please just tell me what the hell's going on?!" He shouted startling Jou and Seto.
"I'm so sorry." Jounouchi mumbled while bowing his head in respect to Ryou. Seto in turn did the same thing. (3)
Ryou watched them wondering how someone could turn from friendly and casual to formal and polite.
"I am Katsuya Jounouchi. This is Kaiba Seto. You are Bakura Ryou. Are you following?"
He simply nodded
"We found you two days ago wondering across the street. While carelessly not paying the best attention to the road, Seto hit you with his Benz."
~Well that's nice to know. How pleasant it is to hear you've been run over by a Mercedes Benz. ~
Instead of showing his sarcasm, he just continued to nod in understanding but then a thought hit him.
"Two days ago?"
"Yeah you were knocked out for two days."
"I see."
"We are your friends; have been for about two years now. Yugi, Yami, Mai, Anzu, Otogi, and Honda are your friends as well. Do you remember any of them?" He said continuing.
Ryou shook his head and looked at his lap.
"I see, well do you remember Malik?"
"Malik?" Ryou's head shot up.
~Malik! Where have I heard that name before? I know I remember it !~
"Yeah, do you remember him? He's you lover. He's a little taller than you, dark skin, Egyptian, wears a lot of gold—"
"A lot of gold?!" Ryou asked at that comment. It did sound a little awkward to say someone wears a lot of gold. They made it sound as if the boy was walking around with 10 pounds of the stuff draped all over him.
"Yeah, gold. He has violet eyes—"
"Sexy." Seto said adding his two cents and smirking at Jou.
"Kaiba!" Jou said sounding a bit hurt.
"Sorry, love."
"Anyways, he . . ."
~ Malik. Why does that name sound so familiar? ~
Ryou drowned out the rest of Jounouchi's rambling about this Malik character. He felt a tug at his heart as he thought about whom this Malik could be.
~But why is he so important? And why is it like I feel a stronger connection with him than the rest? ~
Shaking his head Ryou put a hand up to signal Jounouchi the stop talking.
"So basically you're telling me that I have a lot of friends, a boyfriend named Malik, and you found me out side one night just wandering across the street?"
"Oh yeah! I forgot to mention Bakura!"
~ Bakura?! Hold on! I think I remember him! ~
"Bakura, does he have white hair . . . like me?"
"You remember him?" Seto asked.
"No but. . . . I remember how he looks a little. It's kind of scary because I'm halfway picturing myself."
"Yeah, he kind of is you."
"What?!"
"He's your other half, you know like a dark side. Ying and Yang. Good and Evil. Strong and Weak. Protector and the protected. Brave and—"
"Ok I think we get your point!" Seto groaned. Jou pouted at him in response.
Ryou chuckled gaining the two's attention.
"This is too much! Too Much!"
Seto looked Ryou over and noticed how weary he looked.
"Get some rest and we'll come back a little later."
"Wait!" Ryou protested but noticed it was no use when the taller teen grabbed the shorter one by the collar and dragged him out the room.
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Ryou tossed and turned trying to get some rest but no matter what position he got in, he couldn't sleep. All he could think about was Malik and why he as so drawn to him. And what about Bakura?
After a while of stillness, he felt a slight pain in his chest. He knew his ribs were broken but this was flesh that burned. Didn't Seto and Jounouchi say that there was a word engraved in his chest?
He quickly unwrapped the bandages revealing his bare chest. He looked down to see something scratched in but he couldn't see it clearly.
Standing up he staggered around trying not to fall. Pain spread all throughout his body like a river but he tried his best to ignore it and find a mirror.
~Where was a mirror? ~
Sneaking out the room, he looked down the grand hall two ways.
~ Well it looks like one of them must be quite rich ~
He slowly walked down the hall that was decorated in grand paintings: Picasso, Monee, Vango, ect. The walls were also lined with side desks. He walked passed a door to hear the sound of Seto and Jounouchi making out. Shaking his head he continued on. Coming to an intersection he looked both ways. It seemed as if he would never find a bathroom in this mansion. He turned left and fortunately there was a mirror in the mall. What was once fortunate turned unfortunate once he saw what was on his chest.
~ Slut?! Out of all words why slut?! ~
He stared in horror as he began to remember something. He had been through all of this before; the seeing the scare, the staring in horror, it was all so familiar.
Then he remembered something. A guy with white hair tackled him to the ground, pinning him in place. And . . . he had a knife. Ryou remembered yelling but that was it.
After a few more moments he began to feel dizzy and began to sway. Soon after, he blacked out, falling hard against the floor. Free from all his confusion in his own utopia.
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(1) Just giving Joey boy here, a nickname. ^ ^
(2) I'm having soo much fun joking with Jounouchi! Imagine someone calling him honey eyes! Oooh! From now on, that's his new pet name ^ ^
(3) Japanese people bow out of politeness and habit.
So, good? Bad? Let me know and R&R please ^ ^.
Thanks to:
Chicken 'n' Beer
Maruken
Angel Reper
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