Me: Well, I said I'd start working on the next chappie today so that's what I'm doing^^
Jan: Warning, Yaoi, don't like don't read.
Ryou: Sabby-chan doesn't own anything except the plot^^
You know the pairings by now, haha.
~*~Chappie 5, Bakura soft as a teddy bear part 2~*~
"Bakura?"
"Hmm?"
"Could you leave me alone?"
"Mmm hmm…"
"You should leave."
"Hmm…"
"Damn it Bakura I need some privacy here."
"What?"
"*sigh* I need to change, duh. What are you thinking about?"
Bakura blinked. "o-oh! Sorry! I was just thinking….uh…. I LOVE that teddy bear you have there!"
Ryou looked at Bakura. "Are you okay?" Bakura nodded. "I'm fine."
"Rite… Well, could you wait downstairs or something? Because I need to change into something that's not so…"
"Bloody?" Bakura offered.
"Y-yeah…"
"Sure." Bakura said, then left Ryou's room and headed downstairs. 'What's with that kid? He has the strangest effects on me.'
Bakura sat on the couch and began to think. He had known Ryou for two day's now, and he was having an effect on him he had never felt before, despite the fact that he had that weird flash back. He felt like he wanted to know Ryou inside out, body and soul. 'But that's crazy,' thought Bakura, 'You don't start feeling this way after two days with some person, and a bloody BOY at that!' Bakura looked at his hands, they were rough and scratchy, they looked like a man who worked a lot with his hands or an artist who used a lot of charcoal and smudged the shadings with his fingers.
He looked around Ryou's small house. He was sitting on a white couch and in front of him was a small, shiny black coffee table. To his right was a poster of a blue race car that looked to be driving quite fast. There wasn't a T.V in this room, Bakura noted, he saw one in Ryou's room. All the walls, except that one poster, were white and bare as a sun bleached bone. Upstairs he heard a phone ring, then he heard it stop and Ryou politely say hello and ask who it was. There was a long silence then he heard a muffled, are you sure? Then a 'thank you….' Bakura furrowed his eyebrows. Then he heard something break upstairs.
He ran up to Ryou's room as fast as he could to see Ryou, kneeling on the floor in front of his dresser, the mirror above it shattered into a thousand pieces, and Ryou's pale hand bloodied from the shards of glass that had cut into him. Bakura went up to him and took Ryou's bloodied hand and tried to look him in the eyes.
"Ryou, look at me, what happened?" Bakura asked.
"M-m-m, ooh God!" Ryou said, then began to sob.
Ryou leaned into Bakura and sobbed onto his shoulder. Bakura wrapped his arms around Ryou and pulled him so he was in between his legs, and Bakura was leaning against the wall. He stroked the top of Ryou's head and cooed to him that it was okay, even though he didn't know what happened.
"Shhh Ryou, it's okay. It's okay, calm down." Bakura chanted. Ryou clung to Bakura like if he let go he would loose him. Bakura started to rock Ryou back and forth and continue whispering what he had before. Ryou kept on crying, but not as hard as he had before, now it was small sniffles and tears leaking silently out of red puffy eyes.
"What's wrong Ryou? Tell me what happened.." Bakura whispered into Ryou's ear. "What's going on?"
"H-he's dead." Ryou whispered. "He's dead…" It sounded like Ryou was tasting the words on his tongue, to see if they were real or not.
"Who's dead?" Bakura asked, running his fingers through Ryou's white locks.
"My father…" Ryou said, then closed his eyes, tears still streaming out of them and relaxed against Bakura's chest. "My father's dead."
Bakura tightened his grip on Ryou a little then lifted him up and carried him to his bed. He could tell Ryou was tired and he needed to sleep after the shock. He was hesitant to leave after he put him down, he didn't want to leave Ryou alone in this state. Just as he was about to leave he felt a hand cling onto his shirt sleeve.
"Please… don't leave me." Ryou asked, eyes open a little and giving Bakura a pleading look. "Please, I don't want to be alone."
Bakura nodded and sat beside the bed. Then he felt Ryou's hand once again on his shirt.
"Sleep with me Bakura." Ryou said.
Bakura looked at Ryou for a moment, he knew it was nothing sexual so he stood up and folded back the covers and got in with Ryou. He wrapped a protective arm around him and Ryou snuggled into Bakura's embrace, a few tears escaping his eyes. Bakura wiped them away with his thumb, then took a glance at the clock. 10:30 pm. Bakura sighed then closed his eyes, may as well sleep.
~*~*~
"Yuugi…"
"Yes?"
"Take it off."
"What?"
"Take it off, you'll look better."
"But…"
"You wont want all that on once we get started Yuugi, trust me."
Yuugi sighed and took off the clothing he had on.
He had put on over all his leather, a sombrero, and a weird scarf thing. Yuugi giggled then threw it at Yami. "Okay, you said I could talk to my Parents?"
"Yes," Yami said, putting the sombrero and the scarf away. He turned out the lights so the candles lit the room and sent a romantic glow upon Yuugi and Yami. "You will be able to speak with them. Sit there Yuugi—don't touch those, no one's allowed to touch those cards but me. There my tarot cards."
"Oh, heh, sorry." Yuugi said. Yami shook his head and dismissed the subject. "So…" Yuugi said, drumming his fingers on the floor, "What now?"
Yami sat across from Yuugi and held out his hands. "Give me your hands, and close your eyes, and repeat what I say after I do all rite?" Yuugi nodded. "Good. I call the winds of the North, South, East and West."
"I call the winds of the North, South, East and West."
"Please protect this circle from anything that promotes evil."
"Please protect this circle from anything that promotes evil."
"I would like to call upon the deceased. I would like to bring forth the parents of Yuugi Mutou." Yami said, eyes closed and concentrating. "If you are here, please give us a sign."
Yami and Yuugi both opened their eyes at the same time and looked around. "Nothing's…
"Shhh." Yami said. Just then a candle blew out in the center of the small table. Yuugi's eyes widened, fear plastered across his face.
"Yami…" Yuugi whispered. "What's going on?"
"They've given you a sign." Yami said. "Give us another sign that you are with us." Yami said.
A few more candles blew out all around them and Yuugi gasped and jumped. Yami kept a firm grip on Yuugi's hands to make sure he didn't let go.
"Yuugi calm down please." Yami said.
"Yami, stop now." Yuugi said. "Really Yami, stop now."
Yami closed his eyes and closed the Assayonce. When he opened his eyes again Yuugi's eyes were filled with tears.
"Yami… don't do that again, not in front of me…" Yuugi said, looking straight into Yami's crimson eyes. " I didn't like that."
"I'm sorry, I know it's unnatural and freaky. I'm just used to it." Yami said and stood up. "There gone now so there's no need to worry (Yami held out a hand to help Yuugi up) Let's hit the sack now, Were both tired."
Yuugi grabbed Yami's hand and was led to Yami's bedroom.
"Wow…" Yuugi said, looking around Yami's room. "Your messy."
Yami chuckled. "Yeah, but what can you expect."
Yuugi shrugged and flopped on Yami's bed. "So… where do I sleep."
Yami shrugged. "You could sleep with me…. If you wanted of course, or I could pull out another mattress and have you sleep on the floor next to me."
"I think I'll… sleep with you. I'm kind of freaked out after that whole… wachamacallet." Yuugi said.
Yami laughed a little. "All rite then. You can change in my bathroom there and I'll change here."
Yuugi nodded and went off to Yami's bathroom to change. 'Nice bathroom.' Yuugi thought. 'Wouldn't mine having one like this for myself.' He looked in the mirror and immediately turned away. He started remembering stories of Bloody Merry and his imagination was getting the best of him. He kept picturing some women with a large red hat[1] and bloody cross around her neck coming out of the mirror and killing him. He then started thinking about how he felt like he'd met Yami before. That Assayonce made him think even more, he even got some weird flashy thing where he saw Yami leaning over Yuugi in what looked like a Pharaoh's costume, and just about to kiss him. Then it stopped. Leaving Yuugi confused and wanting the whole thing to stop, that's when he asked Yami to stop.
Yuugi finished changing and sort of totted out into Yami's room and flopped on the bed.
Yami, who was already in the bed, 'oof'ed when Yuugi half landed on him and buried his face in the pillow. He felt Yuugi get under the blankets and turn so his back was facing him.
"G'night Yami."
"Night Yuugi."
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Me: You can't kill me for this being short! It was supposed to be attached to the chapter before this but then I got too tired… and you know the story. ANYWAYS! Thank you everyone for the reviews! They were greatly appreciated, and I'll update A.S.A.P. (I have a week off and am not doing anything, so there'll be quite a bit of updating going on) Anyways, I hope you like^^
Jan: Yes, read and review! If we get enough we'll start work on the next chappie tomorrow.
Me: Yep! So just click that little purple button there.
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