Aisha: Hiyo! I'm back again! Thanks for reviewing all of you.
Leesha: At first we had seriously no clue it would be this long.
Aisha: I only planned it to be one or two chapters. The way it's going, it could very well end up five at the most.
Leesha: Which is cool.
Aisha: Yup.. *ahem* ANYWAYS, most you said you wanted them to go to Yugi & Yami's house.
Leesha: But some were undecided.
Aisha: So both options will be used. ^_^ ... Sorta. -.-
Ryou: Still no lyrics this chapter. Thanks for reading, and enjoy! ;D
Aisha: So cute...
Ps. I AM so so so so so SO sorry for not updating sooner! I had written what's above a while ago. But I'm so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry! I'm working on a way to make up to you all. ;.;
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"Wear this."
"Where are we going, Uncle Bakura?"
"A good friend's house. I've known him a long time, I believe he and his wife can help us. I called him last night, he said we can come over."
"I'll try to hurry then, Uncle Bakura!"
I left the room. Ryou was looking better now; even though it had only been about two days since he came here. He had taken to calling me 'Uncle Bakura' all of sudden. But I really didn't mind. He's been calling me that all morning, and it's now about 11:30.
Within 5 minutes Ryou was up out of the trap door. He was wearing jeans and a red collared shirt, with a white and red baseball cap(1). I had decided to wear a purple button-up blouse and dark khakis.
And he was still lugging around this plush cat. It was white with royal blue patches. He had named it 'Chikiyo'(2) I think. I'm not even sure where I got it; maybe someone from above sent it down to comfort little Ryou. You never do know, huh?
Ryou and I walked quickly down the sidewalk. We soon made it and and I knocked on the door. My tri-color haired friend popped his head in the doorway.
"What took ya?" he asked, moving aside for we could come in.
"Oh shush up Yami," I muttered, slipping in through the doorway and draging Ryou with me. I heard him snort and close the door.
"Hiya Bakura!" Yami's son said excitedly.
Yami works at the same school I do. We were good friends ever since highschool, him, me, and another guy. We all keep in touch. Yami's married now, so we don't see each other personally that much anymore.
"Oh, hello Bakura-san! How are you doing these days? Yami told me you were coming over today," rambled Yami's wife, who had just came in, wiping her hands on the pink apron around her waist.
Yami had a beautiful wife. Her name was Anzu (a/n: *dodges bowls thrown by Anzu haters, Yami lovers, and Yami X Anzu haters, while being hurried away by Anzu lovers, Yami haters, and Anzu X Yami lovers* @ .@U), and we all envied him. She could go on and on, but yet she was a very good person.
And their son looked like Yami's spitting image. He had his mother's eyes and feminine-like figure, but Yami's hair and shortness. They had named him Yugi I believe. He was also always so hyper active.
"Good," I replied quickly. This chit-chat would have been nice any other time, but now I wanted to get to the point. Pushing Ryou (who had been cowering behind me) in front of me, I announced, "This is Ryou, the kid I told you about."
Then I noticed how Yugi was suddenly staring at Ryou. I knew it was coming.
"Kawaiiiiiii!!!" Yugi yelled as he glomped Ryou. His mother's sence of cuteness must have rubbed off on him. Also I had forgotten he had a tendency to glomp any kawaii boy or girl he saw. Ah well. Anyways, Yami was currently trying to peel his son off of Ryou, who was standing up against me helplessly.
After Yugi was off and being held by his mother, I turned to his father.
"So you think you can handle it Yami?" I asked sadly. Yami nodded.
"Come on, we'll call now," he told me, walking to the kitchen where a phone was located. He seated himself on a chair, bringing the portable phone with him. I sat down next to him, watching Ryou who had forgiven Yugi and was now showing him all the wonderful things Chikiyo could do.
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A few minutes later I had slumped in my chair; Yami was arguing over the phone. This is rare, for he's usually a calm and patient guy. But you could hear the poor guy on the other end who seemed to be having a nervous breakdown. I wasn't sure what had gotten Yami so heated up, but I would probably figure it out soon.
Finally Yami set down ( more like slammed ) the phone into it's place.
"They wanna speak to Ryou. They probably believe you kidnapped him or something," Yami said while trying to keep his voice level. "They want proof that he's being physically abused."
How much proof did they want? Could I get in trouble for helping a kid live?
That was wrong.
I grabbed the phone. "Nani?" Yami started to ask, but I tuned him out as I began to talk to the man on the other end.
"Hey, It's Bakura. ... Nice to see you too. Say, think you can make it to Yami's house?... Uh-huh. We need
your support on something.. ... Sure. Try to hurry, please? .... Thanks."
I hung up the phone and met my friend's confused gaze.
"Care for a little reunion?" I hinted, wearing the best smile I could muster.
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A knock came from the door and I watched as Yugi jumped to answer it. Ryou was sitting beside me, with Chikiyo right next to him.
The door opened and by best friend walked in, Marik. (A/n This is where it may get confusing; Marik ish the 'hikari' and Malik ish the 'yami', but you should already know that they won't be yami/hikari in this story.) He went to college to study law; he's a lawyer now, and it seems he has the whole book memorized. If they screwed up on any detail, he would be able to instantly notice and correct it.
Behind him was his older brother, are at least we bthink/b he's older. He has a mental problem or something, he's got the mind and frame set of a five year old kid, even though he's 37 years old. (A/n *snicker* Kinda old ne? Please don't take that seriously though, I don't think he's really 37. ^.^;;)
"Hiya!" Marik waved with a smile. He knew a little of what was going on because I had remembered after hanging up that he would be confused, so I called back and Malik (his brother) answered the cellphone, so there really was no telling whether the simple-minded guy got everything straight.
"Malik explain to you?" I asked as Marik walked closer, brushing blonde bangs out of his face. He nodded and kneeled to Ryou's level.
He extended his hand saying, "I'm Marik Ishtar, I'm a lawyer and good friend of Bakura's. I can help you if your willing to talk with me." Ryou took his hand with a small grin.
Once Ryou let go Marik pushed his small halfmoon shaped glasses further up his nose (A/n C'mon people, ever thought how cool he'd look?) and asked the boy kindly, "Could you show me where you've been hurt? Head? Limbs? Upper body.. lower body--"
"I don't think the kid was molested!" Yami interrupted a little too harshly, getting a little gasp from Anzu. Marik turned sharply to give a glare.
"I think I would be able to figure these things out better than you could!" he hissed. "You must forget I was a part-time pshyciatrist during college, I'm quite skilled in this!"
I didn't bother breaking them two up. They weren't the best of friends, constantly bickering. I stole a glance at Ryou but wound up doing a double take.
Ryou's head was hung low, but through a break of his bangs and saw tears flowing down his face.
Oh God no...
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Aisha: I'm evil, aren't I? First, here's the footnotes:
(1)Think Pokemon. -.-;
(2)Pronounced: 'Chii-kai-oh'. Think of Kumagorou from Gravitation. ^.^
Aisha: Now its time for..
Leesha: Poll!!
Do you:
A) Want Ryou to have been molested
or
B) Want him to have ALMOST been molested
Aisha: I've come up with a way to thank you faithful reviewers. Go to http://www.freewebs.com/reviewthanks/ .
Please review!!
~Aisha
Ps. I gave up Yugioh for lent. So only updated on Sundays for now!
Leesha: At first we had seriously no clue it would be this long.
Aisha: I only planned it to be one or two chapters. The way it's going, it could very well end up five at the most.
Leesha: Which is cool.
Aisha: Yup.. *ahem* ANYWAYS, most you said you wanted them to go to Yugi & Yami's house.
Leesha: But some were undecided.
Aisha: So both options will be used. ^_^ ... Sorta. -.-
Ryou: Still no lyrics this chapter. Thanks for reading, and enjoy! ;D
Aisha: So cute...
Ps. I AM so so so so so SO sorry for not updating sooner! I had written what's above a while ago. But I'm so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry! I'm working on a way to make up to you all. ;.;
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"Wear this."
"Where are we going, Uncle Bakura?"
"A good friend's house. I've known him a long time, I believe he and his wife can help us. I called him last night, he said we can come over."
"I'll try to hurry then, Uncle Bakura!"
I left the room. Ryou was looking better now; even though it had only been about two days since he came here. He had taken to calling me 'Uncle Bakura' all of sudden. But I really didn't mind. He's been calling me that all morning, and it's now about 11:30.
Within 5 minutes Ryou was up out of the trap door. He was wearing jeans and a red collared shirt, with a white and red baseball cap(1). I had decided to wear a purple button-up blouse and dark khakis.
And he was still lugging around this plush cat. It was white with royal blue patches. He had named it 'Chikiyo'(2) I think. I'm not even sure where I got it; maybe someone from above sent it down to comfort little Ryou. You never do know, huh?
Ryou and I walked quickly down the sidewalk. We soon made it and and I knocked on the door. My tri-color haired friend popped his head in the doorway.
"What took ya?" he asked, moving aside for we could come in.
"Oh shush up Yami," I muttered, slipping in through the doorway and draging Ryou with me. I heard him snort and close the door.
"Hiya Bakura!" Yami's son said excitedly.
Yami works at the same school I do. We were good friends ever since highschool, him, me, and another guy. We all keep in touch. Yami's married now, so we don't see each other personally that much anymore.
"Oh, hello Bakura-san! How are you doing these days? Yami told me you were coming over today," rambled Yami's wife, who had just came in, wiping her hands on the pink apron around her waist.
Yami had a beautiful wife. Her name was Anzu (a/n: *dodges bowls thrown by Anzu haters, Yami lovers, and Yami X Anzu haters, while being hurried away by Anzu lovers, Yami haters, and Anzu X Yami lovers* @ .@U), and we all envied him. She could go on and on, but yet she was a very good person.
And their son looked like Yami's spitting image. He had his mother's eyes and feminine-like figure, but Yami's hair and shortness. They had named him Yugi I believe. He was also always so hyper active.
"Good," I replied quickly. This chit-chat would have been nice any other time, but now I wanted to get to the point. Pushing Ryou (who had been cowering behind me) in front of me, I announced, "This is Ryou, the kid I told you about."
Then I noticed how Yugi was suddenly staring at Ryou. I knew it was coming.
"Kawaiiiiiii!!!" Yugi yelled as he glomped Ryou. His mother's sence of cuteness must have rubbed off on him. Also I had forgotten he had a tendency to glomp any kawaii boy or girl he saw. Ah well. Anyways, Yami was currently trying to peel his son off of Ryou, who was standing up against me helplessly.
After Yugi was off and being held by his mother, I turned to his father.
"So you think you can handle it Yami?" I asked sadly. Yami nodded.
"Come on, we'll call now," he told me, walking to the kitchen where a phone was located. He seated himself on a chair, bringing the portable phone with him. I sat down next to him, watching Ryou who had forgiven Yugi and was now showing him all the wonderful things Chikiyo could do.
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A few minutes later I had slumped in my chair; Yami was arguing over the phone. This is rare, for he's usually a calm and patient guy. But you could hear the poor guy on the other end who seemed to be having a nervous breakdown. I wasn't sure what had gotten Yami so heated up, but I would probably figure it out soon.
Finally Yami set down ( more like slammed ) the phone into it's place.
"They wanna speak to Ryou. They probably believe you kidnapped him or something," Yami said while trying to keep his voice level. "They want proof that he's being physically abused."
How much proof did they want? Could I get in trouble for helping a kid live?
That was wrong.
I grabbed the phone. "Nani?" Yami started to ask, but I tuned him out as I began to talk to the man on the other end.
"Hey, It's Bakura. ... Nice to see you too. Say, think you can make it to Yami's house?... Uh-huh. We need
your support on something.. ... Sure. Try to hurry, please? .... Thanks."
I hung up the phone and met my friend's confused gaze.
"Care for a little reunion?" I hinted, wearing the best smile I could muster.
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A knock came from the door and I watched as Yugi jumped to answer it. Ryou was sitting beside me, with Chikiyo right next to him.
The door opened and by best friend walked in, Marik. (A/n This is where it may get confusing; Marik ish the 'hikari' and Malik ish the 'yami', but you should already know that they won't be yami/hikari in this story.) He went to college to study law; he's a lawyer now, and it seems he has the whole book memorized. If they screwed up on any detail, he would be able to instantly notice and correct it.
Behind him was his older brother, are at least we bthink/b he's older. He has a mental problem or something, he's got the mind and frame set of a five year old kid, even though he's 37 years old. (A/n *snicker* Kinda old ne? Please don't take that seriously though, I don't think he's really 37. ^.^;;)
"Hiya!" Marik waved with a smile. He knew a little of what was going on because I had remembered after hanging up that he would be confused, so I called back and Malik (his brother) answered the cellphone, so there really was no telling whether the simple-minded guy got everything straight.
"Malik explain to you?" I asked as Marik walked closer, brushing blonde bangs out of his face. He nodded and kneeled to Ryou's level.
He extended his hand saying, "I'm Marik Ishtar, I'm a lawyer and good friend of Bakura's. I can help you if your willing to talk with me." Ryou took his hand with a small grin.
Once Ryou let go Marik pushed his small halfmoon shaped glasses further up his nose (A/n C'mon people, ever thought how cool he'd look?) and asked the boy kindly, "Could you show me where you've been hurt? Head? Limbs? Upper body.. lower body--"
"I don't think the kid was molested!" Yami interrupted a little too harshly, getting a little gasp from Anzu. Marik turned sharply to give a glare.
"I think I would be able to figure these things out better than you could!" he hissed. "You must forget I was a part-time pshyciatrist during college, I'm quite skilled in this!"
I didn't bother breaking them two up. They weren't the best of friends, constantly bickering. I stole a glance at Ryou but wound up doing a double take.
Ryou's head was hung low, but through a break of his bangs and saw tears flowing down his face.
Oh God no...
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Aisha: I'm evil, aren't I? First, here's the footnotes:
(1)Think Pokemon. -.-;
(2)Pronounced: 'Chii-kai-oh'. Think of Kumagorou from Gravitation. ^.^
Aisha: Now its time for..
Leesha: Poll!!
Do you:
A) Want Ryou to have been molested
or
B) Want him to have ALMOST been molested
Aisha: I've come up with a way to thank you faithful reviewers. Go to http://www.freewebs.com/reviewthanks/ .
Please review!!
~Aisha
Ps. I gave up Yugioh for lent. So only updated on Sundays for now!