Hey guys. I'm sorry this chapter took so long. But, with the help of my
yami *points to Sugar Kat* finally it's done. Here comes the thankies, did
this time by Yugi!
Yugi: Yay!! Okay, first,
To magicianofblackchaos23: Bakura in a cape? –giggles- Sounds hilarious! Maybe we can do that!!
To Sugar-Kat: Wow, S-chan, you really should know what happened, you're V- chan's yami after all. You can read her mind.
Voice: Don't you tell her that!!
Yugi: Too late. .
To Dragon Masters: Thanks! V-chan is glad to hear you liked it. But she got really confused when you reviewed Paper Flowers 1 a while ago. . said something like "maybe he/she didn't even read it. . . ", but don't listen to her, she's kinda nuts. . .
Voice: -__- Remember me that I will never let you do the thanks again, Yugi.
Yugi: Sure thing.
To Pocketfirefairy: ^_^" She'll fix him, I promise. . .
To Aman-chan: Well. .
Malik: -pushes Yugi out of the way- Kitty!! –huggles kitten-
Yugi: As I said, WELL, there will be much more cliffies, but I promise Ryou will be okay ^^ Since he's some kind of main character.
To Rowan Girl: Uhm.. .
To Fluffy: Mood swings are good, V-chan has them alllll the time.
Voice: -_-*
Yugi: Hehe. .. she'll kill me for that. -_-' Anyways, we're proud of you because of that super long review! Yay!
Voice: -growls- Next time, you reviewers can tell me who do you want to do the thanks. I'm not going to choose again. It's on your own risk by the way. –puts flowers on C.L-shrine-
*~*
Ryou's POV
Darkness. Complete and complete darkness. Everywhere around me, and I try to open my eyes, but somehow I can't. Darn. Someone's calling my name. Someone's sobbing. I wonder who someone is. . . Why is someone sad? Because of me? But I'm alright! I can't move. I can't turn. I can't do anything, like I'm in a stupor. Maybe I am? What if I am? Who'll help me? I bet Bakura would. . . but where is Bakura? Has he left me? He can't abandon me, he said he loved me. Does he? I hope so. . . because I love him. Is that the reason I'm still here? Someone's talking. Sounds familiar. . .
"The claws were poisoned. I can't say if he comes around."
What claws? Ah. . . the one's of that one thing that attacked me at the mall? But that was just a small cut. Nothing bad. Really.
*~*
Normal POV
Little did Ryou know as he thought that innocent thoughts. Seto was holding one of his wrists, checking his pulse, and a worried expression darkened his face.
"That's all my fault. . . ", Anzu whispered from the other side of the bed where she sat in a chair. Bakura stood beside her, a hand on her shoulder, looking down on his love more than worried.
"It's not. You had to do that; by the training he got I wonder why he could get hit so badly."
"Don't you dare speak of him like that. . . "
"Calm down, Bakura. All I cans ay is tat he wasn't careful enough, unfortunately, and that I did what I could. Now we have to wait."
Anzu buried her face in her hands and tears started to flow again. Bakura himself blinked a few times to fight his own tears back, but it wasn't possible since Ryou was in his stupor. Nobody knew what was going to happen, if he would ever wake up again or not.
Bakura found himself kneeling in front of Mariku's grave as his mind kicked in again. When did he come here? He even had his hands clasped before his heart, silently praying without realizing it. Over and over he read the letters engraved in the anthracite stone which said his step-brothers full name; Bakura found it kind of depressing, that Ishtar Mariku Osiris had been judged by the very god he was named after when he died. The albino still was sad. In fact, he was mourning. Two years after Mariku's death he still couldn't get over it.
*~* Bakura's POV
I spent all my life with him. And just when I decided to spent the rest of my life with my Ryou, the gods took Mariku away. But if Ryou will go, who will comfort me, who will help me mourn and forget?
How can I even be so selfish? I don't want Ryou to die! I don't want to lose my angel! But I didn't want to lose Mariku, too. . . Isis once told me, when we were younger and she was the one caring for us, that everything was planned. Planned and plotted to be and not to change.
But yet she was proved wrong when fate crashed down on us. Anuket, that Egyptian goddess, sent us back in time which obviously wasn't meant to be and made us decide what no one ever would want to decide. Mariku's life and a second childhood for some of us, or Mariku's death and the regular form; Mariku decided on his own. Is it now my turn to decide? But what is the second option? I would do anything to bring Ryou back to health, anything and everything, I even would give my own life, though I then couldn't be with him and that would be as bad as if he died.
It's better if I suffer then him. He's too beautiful to get those lines and crevices Isis already has. I'm not saying my sister isn't beautiful, I know she is. Incredibly so. Not only from the outside, but from the inside too. And yet she's got those lines and marks of sorrow all around her eyes and mouth.
Nobody's beauty goes beyond Ryou's. He truly is an angel; I even was about asking Anuket if she had sent him. But I didn't dare. She's a goddess after all, I mean; she could wipe me off the earth's surface with a flick of her hand. When I'm with Ryou, I even forget about Kristin, and about Yami too in that process. He really is the world's greatest asshole. I hate him. I despise him. I loathe him! If I could, I would kill him. But that would make everyone sad or angry; for we're 'friends' now. Doesn't anyone besides Anzu see that this pharaoh's reincarnation is. . is. . . I can't even find a word for that jerk!
I'm still staring at Mariku's grave. It's pretty, the flowers Isis and Malik set on it are blooming all around it with their little white blossoms. It's not fair that his body had been chimera food. Damn those things! Little bastards, all of them. . .I go back to hate the world and the heavens as they seem to hate me.
I can hear footsteps behind me, approaching me. Maybe it's Anzu, sent by Seto, to tell me Ryou will be okay. . .
I turn around, and- WHAT?
No! That's not possible!
It can't be. . .
*~*
Cliffie!! I'm sorry this chapter is so short and took so long, but I try and write faster next time!
Yugi: Yay!! Okay, first,
To magicianofblackchaos23: Bakura in a cape? –giggles- Sounds hilarious! Maybe we can do that!!
To Sugar-Kat: Wow, S-chan, you really should know what happened, you're V- chan's yami after all. You can read her mind.
Voice: Don't you tell her that!!
Yugi: Too late. .
To Dragon Masters: Thanks! V-chan is glad to hear you liked it. But she got really confused when you reviewed Paper Flowers 1 a while ago. . said something like "maybe he/she didn't even read it. . . ", but don't listen to her, she's kinda nuts. . .
Voice: -__- Remember me that I will never let you do the thanks again, Yugi.
Yugi: Sure thing.
To Pocketfirefairy: ^_^" She'll fix him, I promise. . .
To Aman-chan: Well. .
Malik: -pushes Yugi out of the way- Kitty!! –huggles kitten-
Yugi: As I said, WELL, there will be much more cliffies, but I promise Ryou will be okay ^^ Since he's some kind of main character.
To Rowan Girl: Uhm.. .
To Fluffy: Mood swings are good, V-chan has them alllll the time.
Voice: -_-*
Yugi: Hehe. .. she'll kill me for that. -_-' Anyways, we're proud of you because of that super long review! Yay!
Voice: -growls- Next time, you reviewers can tell me who do you want to do the thanks. I'm not going to choose again. It's on your own risk by the way. –puts flowers on C.L-shrine-
*~*
Ryou's POV
Darkness. Complete and complete darkness. Everywhere around me, and I try to open my eyes, but somehow I can't. Darn. Someone's calling my name. Someone's sobbing. I wonder who someone is. . . Why is someone sad? Because of me? But I'm alright! I can't move. I can't turn. I can't do anything, like I'm in a stupor. Maybe I am? What if I am? Who'll help me? I bet Bakura would. . . but where is Bakura? Has he left me? He can't abandon me, he said he loved me. Does he? I hope so. . . because I love him. Is that the reason I'm still here? Someone's talking. Sounds familiar. . .
"The claws were poisoned. I can't say if he comes around."
What claws? Ah. . . the one's of that one thing that attacked me at the mall? But that was just a small cut. Nothing bad. Really.
*~*
Normal POV
Little did Ryou know as he thought that innocent thoughts. Seto was holding one of his wrists, checking his pulse, and a worried expression darkened his face.
"That's all my fault. . . ", Anzu whispered from the other side of the bed where she sat in a chair. Bakura stood beside her, a hand on her shoulder, looking down on his love more than worried.
"It's not. You had to do that; by the training he got I wonder why he could get hit so badly."
"Don't you dare speak of him like that. . . "
"Calm down, Bakura. All I cans ay is tat he wasn't careful enough, unfortunately, and that I did what I could. Now we have to wait."
Anzu buried her face in her hands and tears started to flow again. Bakura himself blinked a few times to fight his own tears back, but it wasn't possible since Ryou was in his stupor. Nobody knew what was going to happen, if he would ever wake up again or not.
Bakura found himself kneeling in front of Mariku's grave as his mind kicked in again. When did he come here? He even had his hands clasped before his heart, silently praying without realizing it. Over and over he read the letters engraved in the anthracite stone which said his step-brothers full name; Bakura found it kind of depressing, that Ishtar Mariku Osiris had been judged by the very god he was named after when he died. The albino still was sad. In fact, he was mourning. Two years after Mariku's death he still couldn't get over it.
*~* Bakura's POV
I spent all my life with him. And just when I decided to spent the rest of my life with my Ryou, the gods took Mariku away. But if Ryou will go, who will comfort me, who will help me mourn and forget?
How can I even be so selfish? I don't want Ryou to die! I don't want to lose my angel! But I didn't want to lose Mariku, too. . . Isis once told me, when we were younger and she was the one caring for us, that everything was planned. Planned and plotted to be and not to change.
But yet she was proved wrong when fate crashed down on us. Anuket, that Egyptian goddess, sent us back in time which obviously wasn't meant to be and made us decide what no one ever would want to decide. Mariku's life and a second childhood for some of us, or Mariku's death and the regular form; Mariku decided on his own. Is it now my turn to decide? But what is the second option? I would do anything to bring Ryou back to health, anything and everything, I even would give my own life, though I then couldn't be with him and that would be as bad as if he died.
It's better if I suffer then him. He's too beautiful to get those lines and crevices Isis already has. I'm not saying my sister isn't beautiful, I know she is. Incredibly so. Not only from the outside, but from the inside too. And yet she's got those lines and marks of sorrow all around her eyes and mouth.
Nobody's beauty goes beyond Ryou's. He truly is an angel; I even was about asking Anuket if she had sent him. But I didn't dare. She's a goddess after all, I mean; she could wipe me off the earth's surface with a flick of her hand. When I'm with Ryou, I even forget about Kristin, and about Yami too in that process. He really is the world's greatest asshole. I hate him. I despise him. I loathe him! If I could, I would kill him. But that would make everyone sad or angry; for we're 'friends' now. Doesn't anyone besides Anzu see that this pharaoh's reincarnation is. . is. . . I can't even find a word for that jerk!
I'm still staring at Mariku's grave. It's pretty, the flowers Isis and Malik set on it are blooming all around it with their little white blossoms. It's not fair that his body had been chimera food. Damn those things! Little bastards, all of them. . .I go back to hate the world and the heavens as they seem to hate me.
I can hear footsteps behind me, approaching me. Maybe it's Anzu, sent by Seto, to tell me Ryou will be okay. . .
I turn around, and- WHAT?
No! That's not possible!
It can't be. . .
*~*
Cliffie!! I'm sorry this chapter is so short and took so long, but I try and write faster next time!