Topazia: ::sniffles:: This is the last chapter...
Bakura: ::cutting flips:: Thank you Ra!
Topazia: -.-' anyway...it's sort of short, cute and short. enjoy!
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Ryou's last POV (collective awws)
I awoke the next day with my fever gone and the spot where Bakura was lay cold. I sat up with a pout and wiped the sleep from my eyes. He couldn't have gone far, why would he leave me by myself knowing I'm sick! Something could have happened to me damn it...something bad!
Dose he care? Is he not worried? I am, that or I just want some serious attention. It was most likely that I wanted attention. The front door closed from downstairs and I giggles, bouncing out of bed and rushing to the stairs. "Kura!" I chirped.
"You're feeling better I see." He nodded approvingly with a cocky smirk on his face.
"Yep, and it's all because of the drugs you force fed me." I gave him as smirk of my own and began my descent of the stairs, well I tried to anyway, I would have made it if I hadn't tripped over my feet. Falling seemed to be becoming an unfortunate habit.
I closed my eyes bracing my self for impact only to find to strong arms latching onto me. "Maybe I gave you a bit to much medicine." Bakura chuckled and I glared. "I don't want this to come part of a daily routine."
I get sick and fall just once and people drag it out for an eternity. He'd probably never let me live this down. Months from now he'd find some smart sarcastic way to bring it up again. "Okay I get the picture. Where'd you go Bakura?"
His grin widened and I frowned with apocalyptic visions forming in my mind. What poor innocent soul had he wreaked havoc on this time; the noisy elderly lady down the street, the poor kid that broke his leg recently, or a bunch of unsuspecting girls in the midst of their slumber party? So many choices and all of them had Bakura's name on it.
"Actually I stopped by a friend to leave him a present." He tilted his head slightly. "I met Yugi along the way..."
"Yugi?" My eyebrow arched at the mention of the name. "He's terrified of you. What did you do to him Bakura?!" It was true he was scared senseless of Bakura. Yugi just hid it well, very well. "I can't believe you!"
He cackled in a way that only he could, hugged me to him and set me back on my feet again. "I simply stopped by to leave a gift with my dear friend Yami." He replied.
My jaw dropped. Since when had the former pharaoh been a friend? Friend my ass, yeah sure, like a moth to a flame. "I'm scared to ask but what happened?"
He shrugged and brushed some of the hair away from his face. "Nothing really, he deserves some type of credit after all, if he wasn't Ra's gift to people's personal lives us being together would not have happened." He put on a face that somewhat resembled gratefulness.
I guess when you look at it Bakura had the right to be angry, Yami's make Ryou and his yami fall in love plan fell apart and it took Malik and Marik to glue it back together with their matrix power or whatever it was they called they're stupid plan. "Whatever it is, it won't hurt him will it?"
He gave me another shrug. "Unfortunately no, but it should teach him to leave people's affairs alone. He should be getting it about now."
I sighed and attached myself to his waist. "Why do I love you again?"
"Just think of me as your better half..."
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Yami's POV
I had to admit for once of all the years I had spent with Yugi in his game shop that now I was tired of seeing it. I was hoping that he'd come back home so we could go somewhere. "You seem a bit troubled." My eyes traveled lazily to where the old man stood and shook my head.
"Not at all, just bored. You haven't heard from Yugi have you?" I asked and he sighed with a shrug.
"Not since he left to visit Ryou earlier today." He replied removing his old cap to scratch his head. "But it does seem you've received something." He handed me a box with a letter and I excepted it curiously, opening the letter first.
Dear Nosy Bastard, or Pharaoh,
After all the trials and tribulations Ryou and I have gone through the relationship we have now has blossomed. I guess I should thank attempt to thank you so before you open the box and receive your prize I'll leave you with words of wisdom. Do you remember back at the bar when I told you, you look like you fell from a ugly tree and hit all the branches on the way down? Well apparently you've missed a branch...
Your local thief,
Tomb Raider Bakura
I could feel the letter crumpling in my hand. The nerve of that idiot! The first thought was to send the box to the shadow realm and be through with it, but something told me not to. Reaching out I gently opened the box, my eyes widening at the soft bundle curled up asleep inside. It was a white kitten. Lightbrown spots lay scattered across it's body.
There was a final note left in the box reading: 'Ra Don't Like Ugly'. There was nothing ugly about this though; actually it was the nicest thing Bakura could give me. It was then when I sensed something wrong. The kitten yawned and turned to look at me with the most familiar eyes. They held a pure innocence that I could only belonge to my beloved... "YUGI?!?!"
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Topazia: sighs I thought about drawing this out a bit longer but with three college based honor classes and two hour band practice after school there wouldn't have been too much time to write. This won't be my last Ryou and Bakura though, I started one just before school. I was going to post a bit of it to make up for the lack of story...lol.
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Topazia: okay, this story is called obsession. It's a AU Vampire fic with a twist. The pairings are Ryou/Bakura (main), Malik/marik, Yugi/Yami, for now, I don't remember the rest. Anyway, if your interested and want me to mail you when I get ready to post in a few months let me know in a review.
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"They swoop down unsuspectingly like hawks on their unsuspected pray and carry them off into the unknown." She made a wild gesture with her hands and the child's chocolate eyes grew with excitement. "That's why it's so important for you to stay just the way you are, pure and innocent. Never let your heart stray." She smiled at him, brushing the wild bangs away from his face and he smiled. "They only take those who've been bad."
"What if they make a mistake mother? They might make a mistake and take me away anyway..." his eyes became distant suddenly, focusing on something unimportant, the color of his mother's shirt perhaps?
She giggled and drew her beloved son into her chest. "Then I'd have to fight to get my baby back. On one will take you away from me." He certainly felt better after her reassuring words but something told him otherwise, something told him in his heart that she would not be there to fight for him.
Tears formed at the brim of her eyes and she smiled, as if the friendly gesture would negate the melancholy emotion that now streamed down her cheeks. "No one will take you away from me." She whispered again, almost determinedly this time and he looked up at her curiously.
"What made you so sad?" he asked tugging at the soft material of her blouse. Maybe if he hadn't looked over her shoulder they both could have gone on living like the normally would, but it wasn't to be so. A menacing shadow loomed behind her with sinister glowing red eyes. His breath seemed to be caught in his throat preventing him from screaming.
It threw back its head in a mighty roar, those red eyes flaring. It was a harpy, the horrid creature from his mother's stories. It's eyes lost its glow only to be replaced by cold, black orbs. The thing stomped it's clawed feet angrily and thrashed it's large feathery wings. It was unlike anything he had ever seen.
His mother's tears were more frequently now and she cradled him again, her words replaying like a broken record. "No one will take you away from me...no one..." A heart-reaching scream filled the air followed by the sickening copper taste of blood as it splattered on his lips from the wound inflicted on the person holding him from this messenger of hell. "No one will take you away from me...my Ryou..."
"Ryou I'm here now wake up!" I let out another scream, trashing my arms widely to rid myself of the horrible images. "Ah shit!" My eyes snapped open upon contact with flesh and I quickly sat up, my eyes falling on Malik. By the look he was giving me I'm guessing I struck him. "Jesus Ryou, take my head off why don't you?"
"Sorry Malik." I muttered softly, hugging my knees to my chest. "I didn't know."
He crawled up onto my bed and wrapped a protective arm around me. "Was it that dream again?" He asked softly and I nodded gravely. "Did you give them a run for their money? Tell me you kicked it's ass?"
I grinned. "Naturally...it's pure instinct." We shared a chuckle. It's true, I had been having the same dream for weeks now and it was disturbing. The woman from my dreams is slowly growing distance from me. In the beginning I could see her face, now her face is blurred and only her voice stands clear.
I don't remember much of her. She died so long ago...a tragic murder. The police believed a burglar attacked her and I believe them, there are no such things as harpies. They were just mystical creatures created by someone else's imagination. I remembered how much I used to love those stories. I'd sit in mother's lap and play with her hair that matched the color of mines...and that smile, oh what a smile.
"Hey Ryou?" My head lifted and I tilted it in Malik's direction. "You'll be okay?" It was more of a statement then a question so I smiled and he returned my gesture. We've always had that understanding perhaps. He was like a brother, but then perhaps more. It was Malik that found me alone one cold night so long ago.
He smiled down at me like someone would stare at a stray kitten, those beautiful stormy eyes locked with mines. We were just kids then... "Yeah, I will."
"That is unless you hit me again." He pouted and pointed to the swollen muscle in his cheek. "I can't wait to see how this looks in the morning." I laughed at the sarcasm and stood with a long stretch.
"Yeah, I'm really sorry about that, let me tend to it." It was an offer he gladly accepted. Grinning we raced from the room to the other side of the house where the kitchen lay. The sun beamed in through the big windows and I smiled feeling the warmth come through the glass.
"Hey Tsumi." The red parrot squeaked as I past it, leaning forwards to affectionately nibble on one of my fingers before I had gotten too far.
"One day Isis is going to come home to find that demon dead." Malik snapped irritably and the two seemed to exchange glares. "Hell spawn."
"Hell spawn." It mimicked.
"Malik stop teaching the bird bad things." I scolded, searching for things to make an ice pack with.
"It started it." He huffed, waving an accusing finger at the animal, causing it to snap at him in return. "Evil thing!"
It squawked and leaped from it's perch, flying around Malik's head to my amusement. "Bitch!"
"Did you hear what under grown chicken dinner just called me?! Wrong thing to call me when I have access to all the kitchen knifes in the house bird!" Malik roared and I laughed, tossing him the homemade ice pack.
"You taught him that sometime last week so it's your fault." My arm went out and Tsumi landed on it, glaring at the tanned blond as if to say, 'now what? Do something now!'
He shrugged, and placed the thing on his cheek and I smiled. "You didn't mean all to call Malik that did you Tsumi?" I cooed gently rubbing it's back. Of course I knew damn well that bird knew what he meant by calling Malik names...it wasn't my fault Tsumi was too smart for his own good. And besides, it was fun to torture Malik.
You might be wondering why Isis and Malik haven't tried to return me home to my father or another relative instead of keeping me. Well...there was no one to take me in. I never knew my father. Mother never talked about him and as far as her side of the family...it never seemed to exist. It was just me and her, it was almost as if someone just randomly placed us here.
But it didn't matter, I was happy here and they were happy to have me. "So where is your sister?" I asked replacing Tsumi back on her perch.
"They wanted her to go into the Museum to inspect some new arrivals for the Egypt exhibit." He shrugged. "She left around ten this morning. It's a little after twelve now." He pointed to a nearby clock and I frowned. It wasn't like me to sleep late; I'm usually up earlier. It must be those dreams I've been having...
"So did you have anything planned for today?" I asked in attempt to change the subject. Malik seemed to notice this and go along with it.
"Yugi wanted us to go over to Tea's and help with her surprise party." He said.
"Surprise party? What surprise party?"
"She made it into the dance school she wanted." He replied with a grin.
"But she hasn't graduated yet? How so?" She had one full year to worry about that, why start now?
"The school was offering summer classes for future students that have potential. She's ecstatic." He replied. I guess the whole summer vacation thing hadn't fully sunk in yet. It's only been a week, one whole week and I already don't know what to do with myself.
Knowing me when Sunday rolled around I'd be getting ready for school all by myself. Wouldn't that be fun? "Okay, sounds fun." I chirped grabbing an apple from the fridge. "I'm ready when you are." Tea was a great dancer and I couldn't be happier for her.
"I'm ready now. Let's get the hell out of here before that baby chicken dinner decides to inflict more of it's wrath on me." He took one last glare at the supposed evil bird before shoving me out of the door and locking it behind him.
Tea and Yugi lived on the same street and we stayed just a block away. Convenient isn't it? "You think Yugi likes Tea? He really seems too." I asked randomly as we rounded the corner to the street where the two stayed.
"I don't know, there's always Joey though. Have you seen the way those two look at each other?" I shuddered at the thought. I couldn't see Yugi of all people being gay. I had nothing against it, it just didn't seem like him.
Speaking of sexual tendencies, most thought of Malik and me as a couple. I just didn't see it; he was more of a brother than anything. Besides, I didn't know what I was. Sure I got stares from both genders but I took interest in neither. I was weird like that.
"I should have got her something." I muttered softly, shoving my hands in my pockets. "I just won't feel right to me."
"It's not her birthday, besides, what could be better than having us there to show that we actually pay some sort of attention to her?" Malik answered with a slight smile. Tea's house came into as we neared; the cheerful mailbox at the end of the curve was decorated with congrats and dance balloons.
"Hey guys! Over here! Hurry!" My head lifted at the sound of Yugi's voice and I grinned. It was hard to tell how we were celebrating for; one would think all the fuss was over him. "I've been waiting."
"More like stalking." Malik snickered and the two exchanged playful glares. "So come, you were bouncing a few minuets ago, let's get started." He motioned for the door and Yugi grinned, dragging him into the house. The poor guy...
Tea was sitting at the table in the kitchen when we all entered she looked up at us with a soft smile. "Congratulations Tea." I chirped and she nodded her thanks.
"Yeah, you going to attack us too now?"
"No Malik, I'll act a fool after you all leave." She giggled in response.
It was a nice little party and time seemed to fly. We pushed all of the furniture in the living room away and used it for a dance floor, where we laughed and danced till our sides ached. Then after a break and a random conversation we decided to beat each other senseless with couch pillows, take another break to each cake, ice cream and pizza.
How eventful and yet it was so tiring that I found it hard to keep my eyes open. It was making me miserable. "Hey Malik?" I asked softly, biting back a yawn. Things had quieted down and Yugi had popped in a horror film.
"Hmmm...? What's up Ryou?" He answered softly, his eyes wide and glued to the screen.
"I'm going to head on home, okay? I'm really tired."
He didn't answer me for a while, but when he did the blonde turned around to grin at me. "Okay by me Ryou. Just be careful, it's dark out and your hair will stick out like a sore thumb."
He got a glare for that one. "Yeah thanks." I shot back, my voice dripping with sarcasm. Saying my goodbyes I slipped my shoes on and headed out the door. The night was young and warm and I took it all in, enjoying the feel of it all.
The house wasn't too far from where I stayed so I really didn't mind walking. The only think that made me uncomfortable was the strange feeling of preying eyes latched on to my body. Of course there was no one there that I could see. I guess I was more exhausted than I thought. No matter, a good nights sleep would help that.
As the end of Tea's street neared and I rounded the corner the feeling didn't go away, nope, it got worse instead. My walking became brisk and slowly accelerated into a trot. The feeling followed me I couldn't shake it. That could only mean that there truly was something there, something after me. It made my blood run cold at the thought of something lusting after me to the point to where they'd follow me home.
I don't know why it happened but I felt like I was in a horror movie and just like in the movies I tripped, like a scared girl running from the bad serial killer right before she dies. I saw it then, glowing red eyes that chilled me to the very bone, my pulse sped up and my breath caught. Those cold glowing eyes looked just as menacing as the ones in my dreams.
I didn't know what to think, my mind was totally blank and the only thing that would come to it was visions from my dreams and my mother...my dear sweet mother...