Author's Notes: For those of you who have questions about Ryou's death, teh answer is ya. He's dead. I have no idea whether I'm bringing him back or not, I haven't thought about that yet. I would also like to give some extra credit to Aku, my bff, for always tellin meh exactly what she thinks. I probably wouldn't have written this much if she wasn't there. Heh. I sound like one of those boring soap operas that drone on and on....heheh. And I seperated the little dialogue thingies so I didn't confuzzle Aku anymore.... If the little stars and stuff aren't there than it's FF's fault.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh and if I did I would be filthy stinking rich and Ryou would be married to Kura or I would be married to Kura. Aku, I AM NOT CONCIETED!! Ahem... I do not own the lyrics to 'Have you ever' I don't know the proper lyrics so if somethings outta place, don't get mad.....-
Warning: Foul language. Is not suitable for all audiences.Blood. Gross stuff. You get the gist.Yaoi.
Bakura looked around at everything. It didn't make sense. Why would he kill Ryou? Bakura sat down on the floor. He didn't believe he would do this, but all the leads stopped at him. All evidence ended up at him, but he couldn't remember doing it.
Pegasus grabbed on to Bakura's arm and took him to the car. Bakura couldn't think of why he would do such a thing. It felt like there was a dagger imbedded in his stomach permanently. He could picture Ryou's happy face, when he got home from terrorizing kids and what not. Ryou always got mad at Bakura for it, but he always thought of a resonable solution.
Once again he was back in his cell. The darkness seemed ot comfort him a little. Anytime he couldn't see anyone was the best time. Bakura sat with his knees up to his chin and his arms wrapped around his legs, swaying slightly while muttering to himself.
"Those who fear the past beware the future. What does it mean? What does it mean?" Bakura muttered continuously to himself.
At half past 3 in the afternoon, a guard came to take Bakura to the showers. Everyone got showered at the same time--in the 'shower room'. The faucets were lined up in rows and the guys were all standing under their own individual shower. Bakura hated shower time. He hated being naked in front of people. He hated himself.
He took off his robe and walked to a free faucet. Just his luck the guys on either side of him were both gay.He had to make the best of things. He dipped his head under the water and let it run down his body. He had to admit that the showers were kind of relaxing.
The guys kept trying to shoot Bakura disarming smiles but, to Bakura, they looked more like 'get-on-your-knees-so-I-can-rape-you' smiles. They gave Bakura the jeebers.(A/N:Don't mind meh weird made up words)
Bakura tilted his head up so that the water ran over his face. He loved the water. He remembered racing Ryou to the shower when Ryou was 14. It was always fun. Bakura would purposly lose so Ryou could be happy. The next thing he knew, all of the guys were running out of the room, screaming, and Bakura was sitting on the floor, to freaked out to move.
Five of the guards came in and carried Bakura to the medical area. He layed in a bed with a bandage on his right arm. Something strange had happened in the shower room. Something unexplainable. As a result, Bakura had to stay in the medical room for the night.
Bakura was awakened early in the morning and taken to the 'questioning room'. He sat on the familiar chair he knew all too well and stared at the floor. He was a little groggy from the medication he was given just moments earlier.
"Bakura. We have someone you should know here to see you. He is going to accompany us in this session and ask any questions he finds necessary." Pegasus gestured to a star like, multi-colored head that Bakura noticed right away. It was Yami.
"What do you want from me,Pharoah?" Bakura's voice was raspy, but quiet. Close to a whisper.
"I am here to talk to you Bakura. You are here for a reason, do you know that reason yet?" Bakura took no recognition to the concerned note in Yami's voice.
"Yes. I know the reason. I don't believe it though. I can't." Bakura looked up at Yami with his dark brown eyes.
Yami jumped slightly at the sight of Bakura's face. It was paler than it usually was, there was dark circles under his eyes and his lips were so dry they were cracking and white.
"Your initials were found, written in blood, on the living room wall. That was all the information they needed, but you couldn't seem to remember doing it, so they sent you here." Yami explained this thoroughly to Bakura.
"Heheh. I don't need your stupid explainations. I know I didn't do it, but eberyone seems to think I did. I'm pretty much screwed, ne? hehe." Bakura was as cold as ever.
"Damnit Bakura! I know, you know you did it! But why? Why did you do it?" Yami was going too far.
"I DIDN'T FUCKING DO IT!!" Bakura stood and slammed his hands on the table. "YOU HEAR ME?! I DIDN'T DO IT!!!" Yami's eyes went wide. Bakura sat down and held on to his bandaged arm. It had started bleeding again. The blood was beginning to soak through the bandage.
"Bakura...what happened...to your arm?" The concerned tone was back in Yami's voice. Bakura continued to look at Yami with his peircing brown eyes while he took off the bandage. Once the bandage was off he showed it to Yami. Yami's magenta eyes went wide. Bakura's arm had 'Not Ryou' carved into it. The wound was bleeding so much that there were droplets of blood hitting the floor.
"Now. If you'll excuse me, I have no further answers to your questions." Bakura walked to the door and let himself be led to his cell. He sat in that cell for a long while, and the only thing he could think of was Ryou. Why would he kill Ryou? Why? Ryou did nothing wrong. He never did.
Bakura screamed in frustration. He couldn't have done it. After three long hours, one of the guards came to get Bakura for his lunch hour. He was led to the familiar lunch room to eat and take his medicine. He sat down at a table. He wasn't very social with the other patients. He would rather sit alone and think about Ryou. He was handed his lunch and his medicine.
Bakura took his medicine and ate his food in silence. He kept thinking about what he would be doing right now if all of this crap hadn't happened. Would he be with Ryou?
"A-are you Bakura?" Bakura was jerked out of his thoughts and forced to look up at the voice's origin. There was a girl looking at him with fearful eyes. "Y-you are Bakura a-aren't you?" She asked softly.
"Yes. I am. Why?" He asked.
"I-I think you...I mean I believe you...I don't think you did it."She said. "If it isn't too bold of me to say, of course." she added quickly.
"Hmph. At least someone believes me." He said a little more coldly than he had meant to.
"I-I'm sorry. I'll leave you alone t-then." She said and began to walk away.
"No. I'm sorry. I'm just not having the greatest of times here, that's all." Bakura hated apologizing, but Ryou would always tell him to apologize when he did something rude. Bakura wanted to make sure that Ryou would be happy if he was there.
"It's ok. My nurse is waiting for me anyway. Just remember, it's hard to make them believe when they think you're insane." She smiled sweetly and walked over to her nurse. Bakura watched them walk away. He looked down at his food. He had suddenly lost his appetite.
Bakura thought about what the girl had said. ' It's hard to make them believe when they think you're insane.' This girl seemed to know a lot about the ways of the nurses. Bakura couldn't stand Pegasus, but could there possibly be a way to make them understand? To make them believe? He doubted it, but he had to try.
He was taken back to the same dull cell he had lived in for the past three months. He layed on the bed and stared towards the blackness above him, assuming that there was a roof somewhere up there.Somewhere. Bakura thought about Ryou pretty much every second of every day. His eyes slowly closed and he drifted off into another confusing dream.
Ryou stood over him, worry filling his radiant eyes. "Is he all right?" He asked in his lovely voice that Bakura longed so much to hear just one more time.
"He should be--it was only a bonk on the head. He should come to in,oh...a year or so." Came a voice behind Ryou.
"A year?! Oh my. Bakura........" Ryou's voice sounded sad, but somewhat hopeful.
"Wake up. Hey. WAKE UP!!!"
Bakura opened his eyes and sat up. There were two guards standing above him. "About time! Dr.Pegasus wishes to speak with you." They grabbed onto Bakura and literally dragged him down the hall while he wiped the sleep out of his eyes.
Bakura was thrown into the chair across from Pegasus. "Ugghh. What the hell is with this? I was sleeping damnit!"
"Hmm. Have a good sleep did we?"Pegasus grinned. "Any how, we need answers now. Not tomorrow, now. What is it you dream about? How did you kill Ryou?"
"Well, for starters, in my dream I killed Ryou with an axe." Bakura said. He seemed a little more cheery than usual for some reason. He disliked talking about Ryou, but perhaps that was the only way to make him feel better.
"Really? That's odd....you know, that's how Ryou was killed. He took an axe to the head." Pegasus said sweetly.
"Really? I wouldn't have known," Bakura replied coldly,"Because I didn't do it." Bakura felt a guilty stab in his gut. What if he did kill Ryou?
"Tell me, what have you been thinking about lately. Dream anything interesting?" Pegasus said, keeping that revoltingly sweet tone in his voice.
"I've been thinking about Ryou. Dreaming about Ryou. The only thing I haven't been doing is talking about Ryou." Said Bakura
Pegasus smiled "Well, now's the time to talk about him then." Pegasus still had that revolting tone in his voice.
They kept talking about Ryou. Pegasus began writing down notes. Bakura told him about Ryou's 15th birthday, the maggots, the hospital one. All of them, he told Pegasus. After he told all of the dreams, there was an awkward silence.
"I have a question for you, Pegasus." Bakura said after a while.
"Dr. Pegasus, if you will. What is your question?" Pegasus was too cocky for words.
Bakura looked at the floor, his hair covering his eyes from veiw. He knew what he wanted to say, but he couldn't. There was a lump in his throat that he couldn't swallow, or talk over. He suffered with it for a while, causing another silence.
"Well?" came that revolting voice.
"Have.......Have you ever loved somebody...so much it makes....you c-cry?" Bakura asked quietly.
"Oh. Are you..crying? I thought you were stronger than that Bakura. Much stronger." Pegasus taunted.
Bakura looked up. His face was wet with tears and his eyes were watery. "I don't g-give a flying fuck what you think. J-just answer the question." Bakura was choking on his words. They were refusing to come out un-broken.
"Yes. I have. But it's none of your business." Pegasus said coldly. It was amazing how Pegasus could make that sound so dangerous, yet disgustingly sweet at the same time.
"Have you ever t-tried to find the words b-but they don't come out right?" Bakura asked.
"Are you telling me how you feel through these little poems? If so then please wait until I get my clipboard back out.
'Bastard' Thought Bakura. But he patiently waited for Pegasus to get out his clipboard and wright down what Bakura had already said.
"Go on." Pegasus concluded afeter about two minutes.
"H-have you ever been in love, been in l-love so bad, y-you'd do anything to make them understand?" Bakura would pause after every question to allow Pegasus to write it down. No matter how hard he tried though, he could not stop his voice from shaking.
"Have you ever s-searched for w-words to g-get you in their h-heart but you d-don't know what to s-say and you don't know where to s-start?" Bakura sniffed in attempts to stop his nose from running.
"H-have you ever found the one you've d-dreamed of all y-your life, do just a-about anything to look into th-their eyes?" Bakura wiped away a tear that was making its way down his cheek. He had never told anyone how he had felt about Ryou. Even if it is in poem type clues that you had to look through to see what he meant by it.
"Have you f-finally found the one, y-you've given your h-heart to, only to find th-that one w-won't give their h-heart to you?" Bakura sniffed again. Even he didn't know he felt that way.
"Did you tell Ryou you felt this way? Or is that what that last line meant? You mentally gave your heart to him, but since he didn't know, he couldn't give his heart to you, so you took it." Pegasus said.
"What do you m-mean?"Bakura asked still sniffing and wiping his eyes frequently.
"Ryou's heart was missing out of his body, but everything else was still there. So maybe you were subcontiously serious about wanting his heart." Pegasus was still keeping the sweet tone in his voice that was threatening to make Bakura vomit.
"I-I wouldn't......would I?" Bakura was getting really confused now. If only he could remember what the hell he did...
"Continue with your little poem thing." Pegasus was being a fat headed freak.
"Have you ever closed your eyes and d-dreamed that they were there and all you could do is w-wait until th-the day that when they would c-care?" Bakura couldn't go on. He couldn't continue.
"I-I'm done." He said.
"Too much emotion for little Bakura to handle?" Said Pegasus in a mock baby voice.
"Look. You're damn lucky you got what you did out of me so just blow off!" Bakura's anger took over his sadness.
"Fine. You two escort him to the room." Said Pegasus in a business-like tone.
"The room?" The tallest guard said.
"Yes the room. Now get out of my face!" Pegasus said. At least he wasn't so sweet anymore... (A/N: shudders at thought of Peggy's voice)
Bakura was taken to a white room that had padded surfaces (Walls, floor,roof, etc.) He sat down on the floor and began talking to himself again. Only this time he was talking to Ryou, so that where ever Ryou was, he would know that Bakura was talking to him.
"What do I have to do to get you in my arms?What do I have to say to get to you to make you understand how I need you next to me?" A tear ran down Bakura's cheek and onto his cloths. "I didn't do it Ryou. I-I know I didn't......."
Author's Notes: That...was....weird....uhm...ahem. Well. There's the fourth chappie. Five more reviews to get meh to update. Uhm. Don't mind the language.....maybe this fic should be rated PG 13. You think? Well, let me know what you think of it. R&R!!-