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Chapter 5: Goodbyes

The others heard Serenity's scream and quickly rushed to see what had happened.

"Serenity!!" Téa called, "What's going on." they arrived at the door and saw Serenity

peering out the window. She turned around looking extremely pale, whether from the moon's

light or from her own shock it was unknown.

"What happened?" Ishizu asked, the one question that they all wanted to know. Before

Serenity could reply they all jumped to their own conclusions.

"Oh no!" Téa cried, "Miho fell off the balcony. That's two stories down!!" The girls ran onto

the balcony and looked down, they couldn't see her. The stranger stood as if deep in thought.

Mai turned around, to look at him.

"Hey you!!" she cried, "Got any ideas?" He looked up, she obviously had to be speaking to

him. He didn't respond. Since Mai had no luck, Téa gave it a try.

"What's your name anyway?" He looked at her with his dark eyes blazing before

responding.

"Bakura."

"umm... guys," Serenity whispered.

"Bakura, it would be really nice if you could help us." He didn't say anything.

"Listen you-" Mai growled.

"No you listen to me, if hadn'tbeen arguing then we wouldn't be in this position now would

we." He simply stated before going over to the balcony.

"It's not really that far down, you know. You should still be able to see her."

"So where is she then!"

"hello..." Serenity tried again.

"I don't know!!" Mai screamed," I'm sick of guys and their little snotty attitudes, you're

worse than Kaiba."

"Kaiba?!" Téa cried, "What do you mean Kaiba?!"

"Exactly like I said!"

"Look at Duke, he ruined the whole evening!!" Bakura or so he said turned to look at the

uninhabited end of the balcony. Miho sat there watching the scene, her eyes wereglistening in the

moon light. She was crying!! He turned to Serenity.

"I thought you said she fell?!"

"I never said anything!" she cried, "You guys wouldn't let me that's probably how

Miho feels! I'm going to bed." then she left.

"Miho-" Téa whispered.

"I want to be alone right now..." Ishizu glanced quickly at her pained friend before leaving

and Mai and Téa did the same. Both Téa and Mai were feeling guilty because of the fact that

they had upset her even more with their arguing. Bakura, seeming to think he was special started

to walk over to her. She gazed up at him the few remaining ears rolled down her glistening

cheeks.

"Please.." she whispered.

He said nothing, he didn't leave, but didn't back up either. Instead he stooped down from where

he was, he didn't like the height.

"What happened?" he asked, "Why did she scream like that?"

"Probably thought I was going to jump."

"Why?"

"That's how people portray the loner, they never assume they want to be alone, society

forced them out."

"You're not like them, you don't argue like that."

"You've just met me."

"And I see that look on your face and how you look out the window, like you want to

escape it all..."

"I don't like when my friends are fighting."

"Understandable, but that's not why you're crying."

"She startled me when she screamed like that and I dropped my notebook..."

"The one with the poems?"

"Yes." The two sat in silence for a while until Miho stood up and entered the safety of their

den. She peered at the clock while her eyes adjusted to the dark. It read '1:54', Miho groaned.

She was going to be a zombie tomorrow.

"It's late..." Bakura stated. That was kinda obvious, but Miho said nothing. He had been

outside while it was late too...

"I should go." Before Miho could offer him anything to take with him or to call a ride he left

from her home, her life and her heart forever, as he turned to leave. He was openingthe front

door when she stopped him. He turned around with the moon casting eerie shadows in the hall,

Miho gulped before speaking.

"Will I see you again?" she cried out not thinking. He didn't reply, but instead she saw that

smirk again. It made her want to turn around and leave, but after smacking him first!

"If you give me your address, I might write to you. Seeing me again depends on the

circumstances." She hesitated before marching back up the stairs. Great! Now she had to wait

and see if he actually wrote. She quickly jotted it down in her neatest handwritingbefore looking

up. He was standing in the doorway she jumped not expecting to se him there. He said nothing,

just continued to stand there in the shadows like when she had first brought him in the living

room.

Oddly she now felt at ease with him, whereas earlier she would have had a heartattack

watching him look at her with that intense stare he gave people. She swallowed her fears and

gave him the paper. She watched him peer down at the neatly curved letters, her name included.

He glanced up at her, his emotion a riddle. Before turning around and leaving. he had closed the

door before she could even move. Miho went over to the window to watch him cut through the

forest where he had come from. She never found out what had happened to him,why he was out

there in the first place. As she watched his lithe form creep through the trees quickly, but quietly.

He reminded her of a thief. She shook her head ridding herself of thoughts like that. As she lay in

bed that night she couldn't help but think about losing the two things she never wanted to leave.

The stranger who she barely knew and her book of poems. that was her life, her dreams, her

love, and it had passed so fast and so soon, and hadn't lasted near long enough. Miho couldn't

sleep at all and counting sheep wasn't working she tried counting stars.She soon became bored

with that and even more awake from her anger that there were so many. So she took out a poem

to read, from one of her books. Hoping to fall asleep and forget all her problems, she wouldn't

be able to stay awake in class tomorrow, and detention was the last thing she wanted.

'In visions of the dark night / I have dreamed of joy departed / But awaking dream of life

and light / Hath left me broken hearted / Ah what a dream by day / To him whose eyes are

cast / On things around him with a ray / Turned back upon the past / That holy dream that

holy dream / While all the world were chiding / Hath cheered me as a lovely beam / A

lonely spirit guiding / What though that light thro' storm and night / So trembled from

afar / What could there be more purely bright / In truth's day star.'1

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1 A Dream, Edgar Allen Poe