Trampled Hearts

Disclaimer: Don't own yugioh

Silently Broken

Ssn is actually what the Egyptians called lotuses.

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Mama! What a beautiful flower!

A dark haired woman looked to where her small child was pointing. It was a little blue lotus called a ssn, with pointed flowers, floating leaves with smooth edges and intense fragrance.

Yes, she answered, it is indeed a beautiful flower.


The small child reached into the Nile to pick the lovely flower.

What are you going to do with that? Asked his mother, amused.

I'm going to keep it forever and ever on my pillow so I shall remember the smell forever! Announced the boy.

Laughing, the two walked home.

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Sniff. A little boy has a scrape on his knee and cries.

Aw. Poor boy, what happen? Asks his mother.

I was running and I tipped and fell, sniffs the boy.

The mother dries the boys eyes with a piece of cloth and plants a kiss on his head. Then she starts to clean the bloody scrape.

There, she says as she finishes, is it all right now?

Yes, yes! Says the boy happily.

I'm glad, smiles the mother, will you come in and help me prepare supper?

Happily, the boy skips after his mother.

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A tiny white haired boy lies in a bed while his mother tucks him in.

You'll stay with me until I fall asleep? Asks the boy.

Of course, answers the mother. Then she starts to sing a song for her boy.

Sleep, my baby and close your eyes

Whilst the wind blows and skies cry

Forever lie, in peace and harmony.

Like birds in the sky and bees in honey

Sleep and rest my child, come what may

Watch the sunrise of the following day

My dear child, be strong

and nothing can go wrong.

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All these memories filled Bakura's head as he looked at the person in front of him.

"Mother!" he cried again.

He ran to her, hugging her and sentences coming out in a jumbled mess.

"Mother, I missed you so, I miss..." and broke down.

"Shhh, my child be strong. I'm here, dear child dry your tears, everything will be better, won't it?"

Bakura looked up and nodded while smiling. It seem as if he was a small child again and his mother would take all the pain away…

"Now there, listen to me." She took his face firmly in her hands and looked into her eyes.

"It isn't your time yet"

Bakura looked up at her, "What do you mean?"

She sighed, and repeated, "It isn't your time yet. There are too many things for you to do. You still need to live."

Bakura felt tears sting his eyes. "I don't understand." He whimpered.

His mother just shook her head. She placed a gold necklace around his neck and said,

"Remember, I'll always be there for you. Always keep your head high and never let anyone beat you down and leave you die. Never give up hope. And never, ever forget that I love you." She smiled sadly, kissed him on his forehead, and everything around Bakura seemed to fade. Once again, he was engulfed in seemingly endless darkness.

He woke up to someone wrapping him up. He was somewhere bordering consciousness. He felt two ties on his leg and something wet dabbing it. There was a cold ice pack or something on it as well.

Bakura finally opened his eyes. He was under the tent with Ryou was wrapping him up and cleaning his snake bit with antiseptic. There, on his chest, lay his mother's necklace with his ring. He protectively placed a hand on it. Upon seeing bakura awake, Ryou gasped and gave Bakura a big hug while sobbing.

"Oh bakura, I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have said anything! You were just trying to protect me. Bakura you were so cold and still, I was afraid, I was so afraid that, that…."

"Oh hush, I'm fine Ryou!"

Ryou looked up, and looked away, hurt.

Bakura bit his lip, and said, "Ryou, I know you were trying to help me and, and I'm sorry for saying such harsh things to you."

Ryou looked up, and gave a little smile. "It's ok, but how do you feel?"

"Thirsty and I have a headache." Replied Bakura. "And sleepy." He yawned and was about to close his eyes when Ryou shook him awake. "What??" he complained.

"Don't' close your eyes yet!" warned Ryou. "I don't know if you'll fall into a coma or something."

Bakura raised an eyebrow at this, but nodded and complied, until he felt as if he couldn't keep his eyes open, and closed against his will.

Ryou softened, seeing his yami sleeping, and smiled because how innocent he looked when sleeping. No one would be able to tell how angry or snappish he could be.

Bakura's Dream

It was hot, too hot. Everywhere he turned, he saw flames. "Ryou!" he shouted. It was the first name that came to mind. "Ryou!"

Back with Ryou

Ryou was panicking. His yami had chills, nausea, difficulty in breathing and the bite was swelling. Bakura was also delirious from fever and shouted many things in his delirium. "Ryou", he moaned, "Ryou.."

"Oh Bakura!" sobbed Ryou. He didn't know what to do to break the fever. He soaked some towels in water and placed them on Bakura's hot forehead. Then he tried wrapping him up in blankets for the chills. Tears ran down his face as he hurriedly went about, trying everything. "Oh Bakra! I don't want to lose you!" Ryou cried himself to sleep, trying to get his yami to cool down. "Bakura.." was the last word he uttered, before falling into exhausted sleep.

Bakura awoke sleepily. He felt weak and tired, but was able to sit up. As he did so, a washcloth fell into his lap. Bakura felt hot and sweaty, but at the same time cold and chilly. Looking to his side, he saw Ryou, deep in sleep, with tears on his cheeks. Suddenly, opened his eyes. Upon seeing Bakura awake, he launched himself on him and hugged very tight. "Bakura!" he cried with happy tears in his eyes, "you're ok!"

Bakura smiled, the first true smile since his mother died. "Yea, I'm ok", he answered.

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