Kai looked out the window, seeing the garden in the dark, which wasn't much. But Kai wasn't really noticing this, he was thinking about his past, about Ryou.
/I wish I could change time. I wish there was never a Johnny, there was never any evil men like him, and that we were never hunted down. I wish that Ryou lived in a happy home, with people who care about him, and not being hunted down like an animal./ Kai though to himself; /I wish Ryou was free./
Kai paused for a moment, thinking about what he wished for; /I wish my grandfather never sold me./
Kai started to pace back and forth, unaware that Ryou wasn't sleeping to well either.
/Why did my grandfather sell me off? He was rich enough to send me away! Some where far away from him! Why sell me? What did I do to him?/
These questions started to plague Kai's mind, as they were the questions that he often asked himself every day, and then stopped, due to the fact he had to deal with Johnny, and protect Ryou. Now, all the questions came back, and Kai knew he was no longer the free boy he once was. He was a shadow of his former self.
And because of this, Kai didn't know where to place his anger, his hurt, and confusion. It wasn't Malik's fault, it WAS Johnny's fault, it wasn't any of his other past master's fault, but his grandfather was at fault. Yet, when it came to the crunch, was it his grandfather's fault, or his own? Who is to blame for Kai's life as a slave?
Kai shook his head, opened the door, and walked out of his room, deciding to go and get something to eat; unaware that someone with white hair was watching him.
Kai reach the kitchen, as it was late the servant's were in bed, and so Kai decided to get some food, see if it would help him stop thinking about his past, and who to blame. Some biscuits and water was what he brought out, when he saw that some one had brought out the fruit and wine. He looked to see white hair, and brown eyes, yet the hair was unruly, and the brown eyes were lacking in innocence.
"Why are you up?" Kai asked Bakura, sitting across from him.
"Because Dranzer will not sleep with me," Bakura told him with a shrug; "Besides, I sleep better when I am drunk,"
Kai smirked to the white haired man's joke.
"Now, why are you awake?" Bakura asked the crimson eyed slave.
"Thinking. Maybe drink will stop me from doing that," Kai informed him; "But why is Dranzer angry at you?"
"Simple, she doesn't want her brother getting involved with Malik again," Bakura said.
"Oh," Kai said, becoming silent.
"To Malik, it was a fling, nothing more. However, Tala seems to think its more," Bakura shrugged.
Kai stayed silent, looking at the wood of the table, seeing the lines and shapes, until Bakura slammed his hand down, causing the crimson eyed boy to jump and look at him.
"Hum," Bakura smirked; "I wouldn't worry too much Kai, Malik is very sensible when he has to be,"
"What do you mean?" Kai asked him, unsure if he wanted to know the answer to that question.
"Simple, Malik knows that those men are after you, so he will only stay here for a short period of time, two days would be it. And then you and he will leave Rome to go else where," Bakura nodded slightly as Kai's eyes widened.
"Why would he do that? We would be running away forever!" Kai exclaimed.
"Simple, Malik wishes to go to Egypt. He has some family there, and besides rumour has it that that is the place where slaves can be free," Bakura added with a shrug.
"Free slaves?" Kai repeated, unsure if he heard right.
"Exactly," Bakura nodded, strands of his white hair fell into his eyes.
"What will happen to........." Kai trailed off, not knowing how to approach such a subject with Bakura.
"Ryou?" Bakura finished off, taking a drink of his wine.
"Yes," Kai said, deciding to sip his own wine.
"He will remain safe, no one suspects him of anything. But no, he will not travel with you to Egypt," Bakura informed the crimson eyed boy; "Ryou is our slave, and we would be putting him in danger by handing him over to you,"
"Incase I get captured, they would kill not only myself, but Malik and Ryou," Kai whispered.
"Exactly," Bakura said, but he looked solemn.
"It makes sense," Kai said with a nod; "But they would follow us to Egypt though,"
"They won't, they will come here, demanding to know where you went,"
"But they could kill.........." Kai started, but Bakura held up his hand for silence.
"They won't, we are no longer in Greece. We are in Rome, and Dranzer's family are very powerful, they will know better than to try and kill us, or they become wanted men as well," Bakura said, completely serious.
Kai became silent once more; taking in this new information that Bakura had given him. His worry for Ryou was strong, but his master was going to go to Egypt to give them both freedom, from those head hunters.
"Have... Have you ever wondered about life?" Kai asked the white haired man.
Bakura smirked; "Of course. I have wondered about it many a time. That's why you can't sleep,"
"I keep thinking about the 'what if's in my life. I wonder what would happen if I was not Johnny's slave, if I was free.............." Kai sighed, looking at the wooden table and then looked into Bakura's eyes; "It's foolish though, right?"
"No," Bakura shook his head, and then took a sip of his wine; "Look around you, what do you see?"
"Marble walls?" Kai answered and noticed that Bakura nodded.
"Exactly, Dranzer was never meant to marry me, she was meant to marry some rich Lord here, in Rome. However when I eventually meet her, things changed, and she managed to marry me,"
"Really?" Kai was surprised, he never figured Bakura to be a romantic in any sense; "Why did you steal? Or, how?"
Bakura laughed at that question; "Malik meet me when we were nine years old. It was a talent I learned from one of the servant's. I managed to steal many things from nearly everyone, including Malik. Dranzer was another story, I'd steal something of her's, and she just knew it was me who did it,"
Kai smiled slightly.
"In any case, the past no longer matters, as I will not be going back to it any time soon," Bakura then shrugged his shoulders; "Why should you?"
"I don't know." Kai told Ryou's harsh look-a-like honestly; "I guess I should just forget about the past and move on, huh?"
"Exactly," Bakura nodded; "Now, I need to figured out how to get in the good books with my wife,"
"Maybe, you should give her something special?" Kai asked Bakura.
"Like what? I already married her, isn't that enough?" Bakura exclaimed.
"That's not what I mean............" Kai said with a small sigh.
XOXOXOXOXOXOX
Mean while Malik was sitting up in bed, looking out to the streets of Rome. He had only woken up half an hour ago; his hair was tousled, though he did run his fingers through it.
/It's not home./ Malik sighed, then he felt someone next to him.
"So, Malik, enjoying the view?" The male voice whispered into Malik's ear.
"Back off Tala," Malik said with all seriousness.
"What? Your only here for two days, why not have some fun? You'll be on the run for the rest of the time," Tala said, as Malik faced him.
"Myself and Kai are heading of Egypt, and I think we will go tomorrow," Malik said as he glared at Tala.
"Please, make Kai leave his friend Ryou?" Tala said and saw Malik wince; "I think you're jealous of what they have. A friendship that not even the most demeaning acts can break. Just to remind you, I am here waiting for you,"
As Tala left, Malik felt like saying to him to stop. But he never did, he let the blue eyed boy leave room, allowing Malik to go back to his thoughts. In the end, Malik knew he was just home sick, he had never left his home this quickly before, and he knew he might never see Greece ever again.
He left his room, and decided to find a certain boy.
Tala sat in the dark, looking at his wall when Malik entered the room.
"Here to apologise?" Tala asked with a smirk.
"Please, I never apologise for anything or anyone," Malik told him, and Tala laughed.
"What about Dranzer?"
"Your sister is completely different. But, how would you feel about going to Egypt?" Malik decided to ask.
"I'm in," Tala smiled and pulled Malik towards him; "In every way,"
