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Yami/Yuugi Ryou/Bakura Possible Seto/Jou thoughts

Chapter 6 Dusty

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Ryou's eyes fluttered open as the sun light spilled through the window and the thin white curtains. He had a huge headache and rubbed the bridge of his nose slightly when he felt something shift behind him. He looked behind him to see Bakura's back facing his own. He was still sleeping and snoring softly.

He looked around his room and bit his lip. He felt a knot in his throat and he tried to swallow it. He thought he had used all his tears up last night. 'Guess not' he thought as he got up from the bed and went into the washroom.

Looking at himself in the mirror he allowed his mind to wander.

Why did he stay with me last night? I don't get it. And he actually slept in the same bed as me.

Ryou looked down into the sink and just stared at it. He felt his eyes water up and he sniffed. He looked back up into the mirror and rubbed his arms with his hands.

I need a shower.

He took off his clothes and ran the water. He felt the temperature with his finger tips wile tears trickled down his cheeks.

I can't believe he's gone...

He pulled the handle to start the shower and got in. Instead of standing he found himself sitting in the tub, letting the water beet down onto his skin.

He's never going to come back...

He ran his hands over his stomach and his legs. Thinking about his dad and his death, tears were streaming down his face and swirling together with the shower water. He let his head fall back until it hit the wall, and suddenly, he started to laugh.

I'm going to be all alone!

He started to bang his head against the wall, over and over again. Never stop laughing.

No one's going to be here for me!

Bakura shot up into a sitting position when he heard a loud laughter from somewhere in the house. He looked beside him and saw that Ryou wasn't beside him anymore. He looked up when he heard banging. He threw the covers off of him and tried to get out of the bed. The blanket caught onto his foot and caused him to trip and fall. He undid the blanket, silently cursing it and walked as quickly as he could to the source of the laughter and banging.

The he heard something in his head, and it wasn't him.

He's never going to come back...I'm going to be all alone! No one's going to be here for me!

The thoughts that entered his head shocked him. Who was thinking these things? He shook the thoughts out of his head and then found the source of the laughter. He heard the shower running and Ryou laughing.

"Ryou?" Bakura yelled. "Ryou are you in there?"

He got no reply.

"Ryou let me in!" He called again.

Only laughter and it seemed to get louder along with the banging. He heard things topple over in the bathroom and he was now becoming very worried.

"Damn it Ryou open this damn door!" He yelled, banging his fists against the door. "I'm going to break the fucking thing down Ryou! Open the fucking door!"

Then it was quiet. The laughter stopped, the banging stopped, things falling over stopped, but the shower was still going.

"Ryou?"

Ryou giggled. "Something wrong Bakura?"

"Ryou let me the hell in! What's going on in there?" Bakura said, trying to turn the door handle. "Damn it Ryou open this bloody door!"

"I'm taking a shower Bakura, leave me alone!" Ryou yelled laughter still in his voice.

Bakura growled. "I'm going to kick this bloody door in if you don't open it!"

He heard Ryou start humming.

Bakura stepped back and found his balance, then kicked the door in with a loud 'Bang!'

He looked at Ryou, who was sitting in the bathtub, the bath curtains not drawn, and water was all over the place. Shampoo bottles were knocked over, the mirror was broken, everything was a mess. There was also...blood.

Bakura grabbed a towel that was hanging on the door and walked over to Ryou. He reached over to turn off the shower then threw the towel across Ryou. Ryou just stayed there, watching Bakura, small smile on his face, tears streaming down his flushed face.

Bakura grabbed one of Ryou's hands and flipped it over so he could see his wrist. It was cut, and bleeding, but it wasn't deep.

"What the hell did you think you were doing?" He demanded.

Ryou giggled. "Pain leaves you through blood right? That's what I heard."

"You're an idiot Ryou! Pain doesn't leave through cuts! It only hurts you more!" Bakura yelled.

Ryou smiled. "Do you know what's funny Bakura?"

Bakura glared at him. "Nothing!" All right?"

"You know what's funny Bakura?" Ryou repeated himself.

"Damn it Ryou don't you get it? Nothing is funny! You're hurting yourself and fucking destroying your house!" Bakura yelled again. Ryou didn't even flinch. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Nothing!" Ryou said. "But do you know what's funny?"

Bakura sighed. "What?"

"I'm alone! I'm all alone... the only family member that I know of died last night, and it's just hilarious!" Ryou yelled, and then he sniffed. "I'll be alone for the rest of my life because I'm too bloody weak to be of any help. I'm too weak to love, I'm just too plain bloody weak!" He smiled. "Isn't that hilarious?"

Bakura just stared at Ryou. He wanted to slap him he was such an idiot! Like hell no one cares about him, he did. Only known him for 3 day's and he cared, he actually cared about the pale boy.

"Ryou, get out of this tub, your going to get dressed and then were going to deal with all of this." Bakura said, motioning his hand around the bathroom to show him what he ment. "And were going to talk wile we do it. After that were going to figure out what to do with you, where you should go and what you should do. Got it?"

Ryou nodded, but just laid there, not moving.

"Ryou... get up please." Bakura said.

he didn't move.

"Ryou, stop playing stupid and get the hell up. Stop being such a baby okay? You're too old for this! Your 17 act like a fucking man!" Bakura yelled.

Ryou looked him in the eyes. "Do I look like a man Bakura?"

"Wha...."

"Do I look like a man to you? I look like a young, scared boy, not a man. I always have Bakura I know it."

"Ryou...I-"

Ryou held his hand up. "I know what I just did Bakura, I know it hurts I can feel it, but it's the only way I know." Bakura looked at him, at Ryou's nude form covered simply by a white towel that was getting stained by the blood from his wrists. "I never plan to kill myself, what I do is just to give me relief. I guess you could call it my little cover up huh?" Ryou chuckled a little. "Like I said, I'm weak... I'm not strong Bakura, I'm not...I'm not... I'm not the regular person you see on the streets every day, walking by and not taking a second glance at you. I'm not the person who doesn't care about other people. I'm not that person, I'm human, I do care, and I know what I did was wrong but right now I just can't bring myself to care.

I notice things... I noticed you, how nice you were to me; how I'm the only person you've ever shown true kindness to. I notice the sad looks on people's faces on the streets, maybe mourning the death of their dad, maybe cutting themselves too, maybe not. I don't know." Ryou waved his hands above his head. "I'm just crazy. That's all."

Bakura stared at Ryou for a few moments, the sat down on the side of the tub. "I don't get you Ryou. You're such a confusing person. I've only known you for three days!"

Ryou smiled at him. "Then why do I feel I've known you for an eternity? Why do I feel I've seen death before, looked it in the eyes and died with you? Why do I feel that way Bakura, after three days?"

this is just like soap. Bakura thought.

He shook his head and licked his bottom lip. "I don't know Ryou. I really don't."

"Out of all the people I know, you're the one I don't want to leave me. I don't want you to leave me behind, a shadow in your memory." Ryou grabbed Bakura's shirt with his hand, sitting up onto his knees. The towel fell off of him and left him totally exposed. "Don't leave me Bakura. Don't leave me. I don't want to loose you too!"

Bakura blinked. "Ryou...I..." He couldn't say anything. His body felt cold. "Umm...."

Ryou searched his face with his eyes, longing, hope, sadness, angst all thrown into them. "Don't leave me Bakura... please just don't leave. Just a day longer, stay with me, please just a day. I know this seems awkward because I'm a guy but please, I just don't want to be alone. I can sleep in my dad's room and you can have-" Ryou stopped when Bakura put a finger on his lips.

"Shut up Ryou. Just shut up." Bakura whispered. "Give me a kiss, and then I'll stay."

Ryou blinked a few times, the leaned forward and captured Bakura's lips in his own. He ran his hands through Bakura's white hair. Bakura pulled away and stood up.

"Now you should get dressed, then we'll clean this up. Oh but first clean those cuts of yours; it won't do you any good to have them infected." Bakura walked towards the door. "I'll start making breakfast. I'll call you down when it's done."

Ryou nodded and stood up, wrapping the towel around his waist as he did so. He followed Bakura out of the bathroom but went in the opposite direction to his bedroom, while Bakura went downstairs to the kitchen.

Ryou went into his room and searched for something to wear. As he was reaching into his closet he felt something and flicked his hand across it. That caused some dust to rise and Ryou sneezed. He saw a pair of house pants hanging in his closet and grabbed them. He put them on so he wasn't totally naked and searched for that thing he had felt before, but he couldn't find it.

A confused look could be seen on his face, but he shook it off and found a large t-shirt and threw that on too. He heard Bakura call him from downstairs and glanced at his closet once, then went downstairs.

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"Thanks..." Ryou said as he took his dishes to the sink. He started running the water, when it got high enough he added the soap. "Here, give me your dish." He said, Bakura handed Ryou his plate and Ryou took it to the sink and put it in the water. He turned off the tap and turned back to Bakura. "Bakura?"

Bakura was leaning back on his chair, eyes closed and hands behind his head. He opened one eyes and looked at Ryou. "Yes?"

"Umm... I... I just wanted to say, you don't have to say if you don't-"

"I'm going to stay Ryou. I'm not going to leave you here alone all right? Not in the state your in right now." Bakura said, cutting off Ryou.

"The state I'm in?" Ryou asked.

"Yeah, you're in a  suicide state." Bakura said, standing up facing Ryou. "Your not safe by yourself."

"I am not in a suicide state Bakura." Ryou said.

"Oh, so that's why I found you cutting yourself up in the bathroom today?"

"I told you that I am _not_ suicidal, it's just the way I deal with things!"

"Yes, but it's still harming yourself and concitered with most people, suicide, the want do die."

"I don't want to die! I just like to see myself bleed! Is that so wrong?!" Ryou yelled, and immediately wished he hadn't.

"You like... to see yourself bleed? You mean you've done this before." Bakura asked, completely serious.

Ryou bit his bottom lip and turned to the dishes. Bakura furrowed his eyebrows and went beside Ryou, leaning on the counter with one elbow.

"Ryou, when have you done this? Why do you like to see that?" Bakura asked, with worry laced into his voice "Ryou, tell me."

Ryou sighed. "I'm just a freak, that's all. Most people don't understand me, hell; sometimes I don't even understand me! It's just the way I am, I don't know why. All my life I've been in love with blood. Isn't that weird?" Ryou asked, turning to Bakura. "Some people call me a vampire, I don't though..."

Bakura blinked. Man, this kid keeps on surprising me....

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Me: Heh...okay^_^ I know I know, it's weird! But still, it'll all make sense in the end!! Or in later chapters whatever.

Jan: Umm....oh ya! 5 reviews=new chapter (as long as she doesn't get writers block)

Me: oh no, no writers block, I'm on a bloody roll here!!! And sorry it's only like 5 pages.... but I got tired and lazy!!! ^_^