Can't Say I'll Miss You
Hi it's me! Silently Broken and OMG! It's a another fic where no one dies! Yet. I can always change that if I want.
>) ---Again! What the hells happening?
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Bakura's pov
I've done it. I left. I just packed my bag full of clothes Ryou bought me, my ring, and a few paper pens and envelopes. I don't know why I brought the latter though. I don't think Ryou would care where I was. I was thinking of writing to him and telling him I'm alright but, now that doesn't feel like a very good idea. I sigh and pack one last thing. A little picture of Ryou. Even though it doesn't seem like I care, I do. He's the first person to care for me who is still among the living. The rest of them died with Kura Eruna (A/N or Kuruelna) to make the sennen items.
As I walk to the local train station, I see the place I'm looking for. A shop with lost of motorcycles parked. Great, all I have to do is ask for the key and discreetly "disappear". This is no harder than stealing a horse in ancient Egypt.
Pretty soon, I'm riding fast with the wind running through my hair. I absolutely love this feeling. Why am I not wearing a helmet you ask? It doesn't matter to me whether I live or die. It would speed up the process or seeing my family again. They're the only ones I have left. As I see the countryside, I speed up. Perhaps I could find a cave to hide in? Like in Egypt? I don't really know anywhere else to camp. And maybe they have markets here too? I need to steal food somehow here. To bad there aren't any tombs to rob from. What could I do in my spare time?
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