September Skies
Ryou's PoV
This is Ryou. I'm here to refresh your memory, for those of you who forgot previous events (ordidn't read April Roses). In April Roses it started off with Amane, my dad Yaten, and me moving from Britain to Domino, Japan. After coming here, my sister got involved with drugs and became heavily addicted. I made friends (I was a loner back when we lived in Britain) and I'm happy and grateful for that. After a while, and becoming addicted to the oh so awesome and hot and sexy Bakura (who is, by the way, MY boyfriend), my sister eventually found out that me and Bakura had been secretly dating behind her back. This upset her because Bakura was her friend first and that she introduced the two of us. By getting us to know each other she probably would have never guessed that we'd hook up. How she found this out was because she saw me and Bakura fooling around in the upstairs room of the Kame Game Shop, the day Yugi decided to throw a party for Amane the day before her birthday. Well, when she saw this, she got extremely upset and became even more addicted to drugs. Soon, all that would control her was drugs. She couldn't quit. She became physically and emotionally addicted to them. The drugs started doing actions for her, and from what I heard from my dad, she tried to kill my cat, Mara. When I found out that Mara had escaped I was happy but was sad because I would probably never see Mara again. And, that day that Amane tried to kill Mara, instead, she ended up trying to kill herself. It was a good thing my dad went and saved her. But he didn't exactly save her because Amane fell into a comma.
So, that brings us to right now, the present. The date is September 10, 2015. That would make me 33. Old yet still young in a grown up way. You see, it's been 15 years. And Amane still hasn't woken up. Not yet. My dad, Yaten, who surprisingly still alive, wasn't left to rot in complete misery. You see, if you look in the last chapter, you will see him talking to some doctor. Yes, he and Dr. Chitose got together and they have been together for the last 15 years as well. My dad moved in with her and gave me the house, so Bakura lives here with me too. Even though Amane hasn't woken up from her comma, I still left her room the same way it was back then and I don't have enough courage to go in there anymore. But I'm still hoping one day she'll wake up and come back home. But then again, not all wishes come true, right?
Normal PoV
"C'mon! Ryou…can't you take a break for at least one moment?" Bakura whined, Ryou sweat dropped. "Bakura….I can't, you know that. I'm already past my deadline, and if I don't finish it today my publisher for sure might actually hang herself this time."
"You know, it really is your fault if the poor woman commits suicide. Man, Ryou, come on. Everyday you say that, you're always busy with your stupid job." Ryou turned his head and glared at him, his fingers still going at the keyboard. "Excuse me, my job is not stupid. Your job is."
"No it isn't!" Bakura shot back defensively. Ryou raised a brow, "Well then, Mr. Smarty Pants, what exactly is your job? And why won't you tell me?"
"Because. I don't want to. Simple as that."
"Well, I can't afford to take a break right now. Sorry. We can spend some time together tomorrow, okay Bakura?" Bakura nodded, "Whatever! But I get to pick what we do this time." He growled then rubbed his chin. His eyes brightened as he looked at Ryou. "I know. We're going out to eat at an all-you-can-eat-buffet, got it?"
"All you can eat?" Ryou asked, his attention directed at the lap top. "Yeah. Ryou, pardon my French, but you're a frickin' twig. You've been skipping meals lately, I know because you always leave your meal untouched on the table."
"Sorry." Ryou said then continued to type. Bakura turned around and headed toward the door, "You're going to eat today, right?" He asked, Ryou waved his hand carelessly and effortlessly then turned back to his laptop. Bakura marched back towards him and snapped the laptop closed.
"You idiot! I forgot to save!!!"
"Your problem! You.Will.Eat. Got it!?! I don't care if I have to shove it down your throat or feed you through one of those tube things. You will eat…or, if you want to make it the hard way, I'll get Malik over here." Ryou froze. Just the very thought of Malik made him shiver. The boy loved to cook, and when he came over and made them dinner, well, let's just say that he usually made too much. Ryou's stomach couldn't handle all that food, but when Malik was over, he had to eat it or the boy would take it very personally and break down.
"I'll eat. Promise. Can you go now?"
"No. I want to be with you…Ryou…!" Bakura whined once again, finally, the frustrated Ryou stood up and looked down at him. "Fine! All right already! You have my attention. What is it that you want to do?." He said, Bakura grinned seductively at him. His eyes widened, "Oh- no- nu-uh, Bakura, I have to finish this tonight, and usually when 'that' happens, I fall asleep!"
"Aww………please?"
"The answers no."
"Fine then, Mr. Grouch. I'll be going to work then." Bakura mumbled and dashed out of the room.
Once downstairs, he began searching for his nametag that they had given him from work. What exactly was his job? Bakura wouldn't tell, Ryou never really asked. Bakura pondered for a moment, he hated keeping the truth from Ryou, but someone had to pay the bills, right? And Ryou hardly ever paid them, it was always Bakura. "Dammit! Where the hell did I put it!?! Gah-" His fingers finally came across a shiny golden name tag, which only had his first name in big letters.
Hello, my name is BAKURA.
It was a cheap annoying piece of plastic. It didn't come with his name inscribed on it, he had to write the letters in. He would expect better things, on a count of where he worked. "One day, I'll push that Kaiba out the window- wait, no, maybe I'll set him on fire….mwahaha…. " Okay, so, it really was no secret that Bakura worked at Kaiba corp. Only Ryou didn't know that. Bakura had been forced to not tell Ryou because Kaiba had another little side business, writing. Kaiba and Ryou had become rivals but so far Ryou was losing. Bakura wanted to punch Kaiba for taking his poor Ryou away, he not only hated Kaiba for the cheap salary, he hated him because of his brown hair, his blue eyes, his breathing, even his existence. He looked back at the staircase and shouted out to Ryou.
"Bye Ryou!"
"Myeah, hello- I mean goodbye- stupid computer." Ryou muttered, Bakura frowned. Ryou wasn't listening, as usual. It was nothing new to him. Nope. He opened the door and led himself out, got inside his car then drove off.
At Kaiba Corp.
Bakura drove into the parking lot and drove around, looking for his usual spot that was specially given to him. He prepared to back the car in reverse when he noticed something. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't imagining things, but no…he wasn't. What he saw was another car parked in HIS spot. He glared at the license plate then narrowed his eyes. "Yami….." He muttered then began plotting his evil revenge. Suddenly a light bulb appeared over his head and lit up. Bakura got out of his car and walked to the trunk, pulling out a baseball bat.
"I never thought I'd have to use it, but heck, this is Yami we're talking about. Stupid son of a monkey!" Bakura walked over to Yami's dark purple car then aimed the bat up.
In Kaiba Corp. Security Room
"Heh heh, hey, fellas, come check out this wackjob! He's totally wrecking that car! Maybe I should save this tape and label it 'When Albino's go Wild!'" One of the security guards said, eyes glued to the television.
Yami, who just so happened to be walking by, stopped and looked at the guard whose face was pressed against the screen. He walked in and shoved the guard back. "What's so interesting? Get back to work."
"Dude! This guy is having a wrecking fest! Check it out!" The guard replied.
Yami leaned over and looked into the screen. His jaw dropped. "What the fu- hell!?!"
"I know, right?! That's so wrong! Well, cool, kind of….sir? Something…wrong?"
"Like hell there is! That's my car!!!" Yami ran out of the room and down the halls until he got to the exit and into the parking lot. He stopped then clenched his fists. "BAKURA!!!"
Bakura looked up immediately. "Meh? Someone call me?" He looked around and found an angry looking Yami march toward him. "Bakura, what are you doing!?!"
"You parked in my spot."
"I could get you fired for doing that! As a matter of fact I am putting that into consideration!"
"You parked in my spot."
"I'm going to march up to Kaiba, since I'm Head of the Security Patrols, I have greater power than you. Then, after Kaiba finds out, he'll fire your sorry ass! Do you have something to say about this?"
"Yeah…You parked in my spot." Bakura repeated himself. Yami looked at him like he was crazy. "Bakura, this is my spot. Didn't you look at the changes on the list?" Yami asked. Bakura nodded.
"There's a list?"
"YES THERE'S A LIST!!!!!"
"Oh. My bad."
"Your parking spot is over there!!!" Yami pointed a ways down. Bakura nodded. "Oh well." Bakura said then walked to his trunk, disposed of the baseball bat, then got back inside his car. Yami glared at him. "That's it! I'm telling Kaiba on you!" Yami stomped his foot then ran off. Bakura laughed. "Oh, yeah, that's mature."
At the Bakura Residence
Ryou banged his head on the desk. "This isn't working. This is bad writing. Bad. Horrible. Filth." He spat. His head hurt, he was tired, and although he wouldn't admit it to Bakura, he was starving. He had been skipping meals. All he did was type on the computer all day. "I'll never beat Kaiba…"
'What I need is inspiration.'
Ryou saved his document, even though he thought it was horrible, and walked downstairs to the kitchen. There he downed a glass of orange juice then went back upstairs. 'I've used all the inspirations I've gotten from Bakura and Dad. Where else can I get an idea?'
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Ryou sighed then walked over to the phone and answered it. "Hello?"
"Ryou? That you? Or is it Bakura?" Yaten's voice came from out of the receiver. "Yes, dad, it's me. What's up? Something you need? I'm very busy. I have a deadline that I-"
"Uh-huh, that's why you're so busy that you don't want to visit your old man, eh? You're the only one I got. Amane is- well, you know."
"Dad… don't talk about her. Alright?"
"Will you come to visit?"
"I dunno. My brain is fried right now. I've run out of ideas and nothing's coming to me." Ryou replied.
"Maybe Chitose can give you an idea. After all, she's the second smartest woman I've ever known." Yaten laughed. Ryou nodded. Maybe Yaten was right. He still didn't know why his father married the woman. He knew that his father loved Mary, his mother, but he went and remarried. Ryou shrugged. He supposed that Yaten was lonely, or something. Not that Ryou had something against Chitose. She was in fact a smart person and could take care of Yaten because she was a doctor. And her personality was an award winning one too.
"Okay, I'll tell you what. I'll visit you tomorrow. Is that fine?"
"Oh- yes, why I suppose. It's better then nothing." Yaten hung the phone up. Ryou blinked when he discovered the other end of the line was dead. "Well, I guess nobody says bye anymore." He snorted then hung the phone up. Stretching, he walked upstairs and entered the room he had been previously writing in. His eyes darted to the computer and then to the bed. He walked over to his laptop and shut it off. It was time for a break that he well deserved. He flopped down onto his bed and soon fell asleep.
At Kaiba Corp.
"Is this true?" Kaiba asked while typing on his laptop. Yami nodded, Bakura growled. "Well how was I supposed to know about this 'list'? Eh? Nobody tells me nothing anymore. Especially that damn Yami. How I despise him and everything he stands for-"
"That's enough, Bakura. The answer is simple." Kaiba closed his laptop and stood up, Yami and Bakura looked at each other then stood up.
"It is?" They both asked. Kaiba nodded.
"Yes. Starting today, you're both fired."
"WHAT!?!" Yami yelled at the top of his lungs, almost passing out because of it. Bakura growled. "Why?" He asked. "I've tried to be nice to Yami, but lately he's been working on my last nerve."
"You want to know why I fired the two of you? There's your answer. I can't have a bunch of childish adults here at Kaiba Corp. If I were you, I'd seriously consider growing up before coming back and setting foot in this building."
"Yes sir." Yami said rather sadly and disappointed. Bakura grumbled. "Yeah, whatever." Yami walked out of Kaiba's office and closed the door behind him, right in Bakura's face. Bakura clenched his fists but let it go. He looked back at Kaiba.
"Oh yeah…if you get an order of 1,000 pizzas you'll know why."
"Hmmph. I really don't think you'd resort to that level."
"Really? I think you underestimate the powers of the Great Bakura."
"Don't make me laugh." Kaiba said then turned his back to him. Bakura growled but left.
Walking into the parking lot, he spotted Yami standing next to his car. 'He better have not done anything to it. That's all I care.' As he approached the vehicle he saw Yami grinning madly. Bakura looked at his car and saw a long streak of white on his black car. His eyes widened in fury.
"You messed up my car I mess up yours. It's only fair. You damn albino."
"You damn porcupine." Bakura snapped then got into his car, Yami remained still. Fixing his mirror, Bakura looked at him. "I would move now, but I don't want a dent in my car."
"Then you're going to be staying here all night."
"On second thought. One dent won't hurt."
"Fine. Be that way." Yami said then stepped aside. Bakura put his car in reverse then sped out of Kaiba Corp. parking lot. Oh, he couldn't wait to get home to tell Ryou that he was fired and that Yami keyed his car. Ryou probably wouldn't care though. He was probably slaying over his laptop typing and working his fingers to the bone until he passed out. Bakura mentally slapped himself. Here Ryou was, excelling in his talent, his career while here he was, with no job, pretty much no money, and no job. He needed to find something. He was 34; about to reach his peak (ok, well, maybe he was exaggerating) and he still didn't know anything about his life. "My life is shit." He muttered as he drove into the driveway of Ryou's house. He banged his head on the steering wheel then forced himself in a happy mood, or at least a better one than the one he was in now. He couldn't be down around Ryou.
"I'm home." Bakura said as he closed the door behind him, locking it in the process. He dragged himself up the stairs and entered the room, which he and Ryou shared. "Ry-" He stopped when he realized he wasn't sitting at the computer. Bakura looked to his right and spotted Ryou laying down on the bed, all sprawled out. 'So now he sleeps… I wouldn't blame him. He's been busy working.' Bakura got to his knees then leaned on the side of the bed, staring into Ryou's closed eyes. Within a couple of minutes sleep took him and he passed out on the floor.
In the morning
Ryou's eyes snapped open. "GAH! THE DEADLINE!" He screamed then rolled off the bed, landing on a certain white haired person.
"DIE!" Bakura screamed and wrapped his hands around Ryou's neck, his eyes still closed.
"Bakura! Gah-choking noise it's---Ryou!"
"Die Yami Die!" Bakura muttered, Ryou grabbed Bakura's wrists and tried to squeeze the feeling out of them but found he was weak. He blinked then looked down. 'Sorry Bakura, but you asked for it!' He got his knee and kicked him in crotch. Bakura's grip tightened as he sprung up, his eyes the size of plates. Once his sight adjusted to Ryou, he let go and leaned back on his hands.
"Ryou…?"
"Eh?"
"…Were you hitting on me?"
"Wha? No!"
"Uh-huh, trying to get me while I'm asleep. Typical Ryou. Although, if you wanted to do that you should have done it at night, my snowball."
Ryou blinked. "Snowball?"
"Hey, I'm trying something new! Don't hate me because I'm smart!" Bakura said then pushed Ryou off of him. Ryou looked up at him as Bakura stood up and exited the room. "Come on, get ready. You promised to spend the day with me, remember?" He said, Ryou nodded.
"Yes, I remember. But- I kind of forgot to tell you something. I promised my dad I'd go and visit him today. So… I know you don't like to go over there and stuff and-"
"Ryou. You don't have to cover up. Yaten hates me, don't cover it up with that lame bullshit excuse." Bakura spat then held his for head with his palm. He sighed then pointed out into the hallway. "Go."
"Bakura, are you sure?"
"Just go. And come back early. Don't stay there too long or else you'll get your punishment even worse." Bakura turned his head and grinned at him. Ryou sweat dropped. "You are so perverted…" Ryou said then got up and headed to the bathroom where he spent the last 30 minutes taking a shower. When he got out he walked back into his room and got dressed. He pulled on a white long sleeved shirt leaving the first three buttons un-buttoned at the top then pulled on a pair of black jeans (a casual yet untrashy look). He pulled his silver cross around his neck then ran a brush through his hair. Once satisfied with his look he headed downstairs and glanced at Bakura who was standing at the refrigerator drinking orange juice straight from the carton.
"You officially made that carton yours. Jeeze Bakura, you're disgusting!" Ryou snapped. Bakura waved his hand. "Does it look like I care?"
"Whatever." Ryou walked out the door, Bakura looked up. "Hey- wait, take your cell phone."
"What? Oh- I don't really need it since no one ever calls me. So I'm just going to leave it here."
"What if the house is on fire?"
"…Bakura, please don't set the house on fire."
"What if someone breaks in?"
"Easy. Call 9-1-1."
"Huh? Oh, okay, whatever just give me the number."
"Bakura, that is the number."
"Oh."
"Baka."
"Well- what is Amane calls?" Bakura asked, Ryou froze. He clenched his fists then looked down at the floor. "I've been hoping she would for the last fifteen years. Do me a favor, and don't mention her again." He muttered then walked outside, slamming the door behind him. Bakura hit his head. He just made a mistake.
"Stupid…stupid…stupid retard!" He scolded himself. "Oh well. It's not like I care…meh, gah, whatever!" He said then kicked the wall as hard as he could. He looked around the place with narrowed eyes. "Need my dagger. Now where is it?" He muttered then walked to one of the drawers and opened it. Inside it there was a note from Ryou.
Ha ha baka. I obviously found them.
-Ryou
Bakura frowned then punched the counter. "Dammit! Ugh, I got to cut something…" He said, searching frantically for something sharp. Everywhere he looked her found different notes from Ryou, all saying the exact same thing. Bakura kicked the refrigerator door then fell to the floor. He rolled up his right sleeve and examined the small red cuts on his arm. They were almost gone. Three of the five cuts were Yami's doing. He blinked remembering the flashback of the time the two got into a fight back at Kaiba Corp. Yami had grabbed him by the arm and practically dug his nails into his skin, ripping them back as he let go. Two of the cuts on his arm were because his mind was so messed up after Yami had done that to him. He felt comfort at doing it but decided not to do it anymore. He didn't need to go back to his old habits he did when he was a teenager. "Yeah, I'm not a teenager anymore. Which obviously sucks."
At Yaten & Chitose's House
Yaten grinned as he set his glass of tea on the table. "I knew you'd come. My son doesn't let me down---much."
"Yaten," Chitose let out a laugh. She turned to look at Ryou. "So, Ryou, how have you been? It's been a really long time."
"Eh, I've been alright. Trying to finish a story before my editor kills me." Ryou replied, Chitose nodded. "Yes. I've read all your current books. I must say, Ryou, you are a fine writer."
'That's what Bakura says---but I think he means it in a different way.' Ryou laughed mentally in his head. "Thanks, I guess. But lately I haven't been doing so hot. I'm running short on ideas."
"Running short already? A writer doesn't run out of ideas." Yaten mumbled, Ryou almost glared at him. "Hasn't your mate given you any ideas?" Yaten said with a bit of spite. Ryou fumed.
"What's your problem!?" Ryou snapped. Yaten looked up startled. "Nothing. Nothing's the problem." He said then rested his chin on his hand. Chitose looked at him through the corner of her eyes then turned her attention back to Ryou.
"Well…Ryou, I know one idea that might make out something good. But- I- I need to talk to you in private for a minute. Okay?" Chitose said, Ryou nodded and got up and followed her. Once they were in a different room, Chitose sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to her. Ryou sat. "Ryou… have you ever thought of writing a story for Amane?"
Ryou nodded his head then looked down at his hands. Not this again. "Never really crossed my mind." Chitose took his hands and placed them in hers. "Maybe you should. Ryou, I never told you this before but when your sister wakes up from her comma there's a chance that she might not remember much. Don't you want to help her remember?"
Ryou once again froze.
Chitose let go of his hands and placed them on his face. "Ryou, I know there may still be some things you have inside of you that resent your sister. But let them go. Let it all go. Whenever it is that Amane wakes up, she's going to want to read this. She's going to want to remember."
"But-"
"Yes?"
"I can't. I can't do it."
"Why not?"
"Because I hate her." Ryou spat. Chitose let go of him and shook her head. "Ryou. It's been nearly fifteen years."
"What if when she wakes up, she's a different person? What if when she wakes up, she's better than the person she was in the past?"
"Stop it. You're being entirely selfish. I want you to think about this. When Amane wakes up, she will have no knowledge of why she was in the hospital. She's just going to act as if she woke up from her sleep. But, when she wakes up from this sleep, she's going to look at herself in a mirror and see that her body aged fifteen years, and you know what? That is going to most likely scare her. Don't you want her to know why she was in the hospital? I know that deep down in your heart, you care for Amane."
"No. You're wrong."
"Am I?"
"Yes."
"You're afraid to show it. There's no one you need to impress. Just…just be yourself, okay? Please? Your father would love to have his daughter back and I'm sure even though you won't admit it, that you want your sister back. If you won't do it for you, do it for those who want her back."
Ryou nodded. Now he felt entirely guilty. His mind raced back to Yugi, Yami, Anzu, Bakura, Jou, Honda, Mai, Malik, and Marik. The people who knew her and were both of their friends. Luckily no one moved. They all got jobs and careers here in Domino. And he knew the reason why none of them moved was because of Amane. They all wanted to see her again, even if that meant waiting.
"I-"
"Yes?"
"I'll…try…but it doesn't mean it's going to be perfect!"
"It doesn't have to be. As long as it will trigger Amane's memory."
"Yeah."
At the Ryou Bakura Residence (what you've all been waiting for)
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" Moshi Moshi…Nani?…Oi? Iie- that can't be possible…wait- who's speaking?" Bakura asked as he picked up listened to the other voice coming out from the receiver.
"I need your help." The voice replied. Bakura's heart raced. He knew this voice. This voice was familiar to him. The voice had taunted him for the last 15 years of his life. He blinked and gripped the phone with two hands, now starting to feel shaky.
"…Amane?"
Mob: Mwahahahaha! Cliffhangers! Meh, don't worry, it's all part of the plan! So, you're gonna have to wait. And wait. And wait and wait and wait!!!
Chants: Please don't kill me…
Ryou's PoV
This is Ryou. I'm here to refresh your memory, for those of you who forgot previous events (ordidn't read April Roses). In April Roses it started off with Amane, my dad Yaten, and me moving from Britain to Domino, Japan. After coming here, my sister got involved with drugs and became heavily addicted. I made friends (I was a loner back when we lived in Britain) and I'm happy and grateful for that. After a while, and becoming addicted to the oh so awesome and hot and sexy Bakura (who is, by the way, MY boyfriend), my sister eventually found out that me and Bakura had been secretly dating behind her back. This upset her because Bakura was her friend first and that she introduced the two of us. By getting us to know each other she probably would have never guessed that we'd hook up. How she found this out was because she saw me and Bakura fooling around in the upstairs room of the Kame Game Shop, the day Yugi decided to throw a party for Amane the day before her birthday. Well, when she saw this, she got extremely upset and became even more addicted to drugs. Soon, all that would control her was drugs. She couldn't quit. She became physically and emotionally addicted to them. The drugs started doing actions for her, and from what I heard from my dad, she tried to kill my cat, Mara. When I found out that Mara had escaped I was happy but was sad because I would probably never see Mara again. And, that day that Amane tried to kill Mara, instead, she ended up trying to kill herself. It was a good thing my dad went and saved her. But he didn't exactly save her because Amane fell into a comma.
So, that brings us to right now, the present. The date is September 10, 2015. That would make me 33. Old yet still young in a grown up way. You see, it's been 15 years. And Amane still hasn't woken up. Not yet. My dad, Yaten, who surprisingly still alive, wasn't left to rot in complete misery. You see, if you look in the last chapter, you will see him talking to some doctor. Yes, he and Dr. Chitose got together and they have been together for the last 15 years as well. My dad moved in with her and gave me the house, so Bakura lives here with me too. Even though Amane hasn't woken up from her comma, I still left her room the same way it was back then and I don't have enough courage to go in there anymore. But I'm still hoping one day she'll wake up and come back home. But then again, not all wishes come true, right?
Normal PoV
"C'mon! Ryou…can't you take a break for at least one moment?" Bakura whined, Ryou sweat dropped. "Bakura….I can't, you know that. I'm already past my deadline, and if I don't finish it today my publisher for sure might actually hang herself this time."
"You know, it really is your fault if the poor woman commits suicide. Man, Ryou, come on. Everyday you say that, you're always busy with your stupid job." Ryou turned his head and glared at him, his fingers still going at the keyboard. "Excuse me, my job is not stupid. Your job is."
"No it isn't!" Bakura shot back defensively. Ryou raised a brow, "Well then, Mr. Smarty Pants, what exactly is your job? And why won't you tell me?"
"Because. I don't want to. Simple as that."
"Well, I can't afford to take a break right now. Sorry. We can spend some time together tomorrow, okay Bakura?" Bakura nodded, "Whatever! But I get to pick what we do this time." He growled then rubbed his chin. His eyes brightened as he looked at Ryou. "I know. We're going out to eat at an all-you-can-eat-buffet, got it?"
"All you can eat?" Ryou asked, his attention directed at the lap top. "Yeah. Ryou, pardon my French, but you're a frickin' twig. You've been skipping meals lately, I know because you always leave your meal untouched on the table."
"Sorry." Ryou said then continued to type. Bakura turned around and headed toward the door, "You're going to eat today, right?" He asked, Ryou waved his hand carelessly and effortlessly then turned back to his laptop. Bakura marched back towards him and snapped the laptop closed.
"You idiot! I forgot to save!!!"
"Your problem! You.Will.Eat. Got it!?! I don't care if I have to shove it down your throat or feed you through one of those tube things. You will eat…or, if you want to make it the hard way, I'll get Malik over here." Ryou froze. Just the very thought of Malik made him shiver. The boy loved to cook, and when he came over and made them dinner, well, let's just say that he usually made too much. Ryou's stomach couldn't handle all that food, but when Malik was over, he had to eat it or the boy would take it very personally and break down.
"I'll eat. Promise. Can you go now?"
"No. I want to be with you…Ryou…!" Bakura whined once again, finally, the frustrated Ryou stood up and looked down at him. "Fine! All right already! You have my attention. What is it that you want to do?." He said, Bakura grinned seductively at him. His eyes widened, "Oh- no- nu-uh, Bakura, I have to finish this tonight, and usually when 'that' happens, I fall asleep!"
"Aww………please?"
"The answers no."
"Fine then, Mr. Grouch. I'll be going to work then." Bakura mumbled and dashed out of the room.
Once downstairs, he began searching for his nametag that they had given him from work. What exactly was his job? Bakura wouldn't tell, Ryou never really asked. Bakura pondered for a moment, he hated keeping the truth from Ryou, but someone had to pay the bills, right? And Ryou hardly ever paid them, it was always Bakura. "Dammit! Where the hell did I put it!?! Gah-" His fingers finally came across a shiny golden name tag, which only had his first name in big letters.
Hello, my name is BAKURA.
It was a cheap annoying piece of plastic. It didn't come with his name inscribed on it, he had to write the letters in. He would expect better things, on a count of where he worked. "One day, I'll push that Kaiba out the window- wait, no, maybe I'll set him on fire….mwahaha…. " Okay, so, it really was no secret that Bakura worked at Kaiba corp. Only Ryou didn't know that. Bakura had been forced to not tell Ryou because Kaiba had another little side business, writing. Kaiba and Ryou had become rivals but so far Ryou was losing. Bakura wanted to punch Kaiba for taking his poor Ryou away, he not only hated Kaiba for the cheap salary, he hated him because of his brown hair, his blue eyes, his breathing, even his existence. He looked back at the staircase and shouted out to Ryou.
"Bye Ryou!"
"Myeah, hello- I mean goodbye- stupid computer." Ryou muttered, Bakura frowned. Ryou wasn't listening, as usual. It was nothing new to him. Nope. He opened the door and led himself out, got inside his car then drove off.
At Kaiba Corp.
Bakura drove into the parking lot and drove around, looking for his usual spot that was specially given to him. He prepared to back the car in reverse when he noticed something. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't imagining things, but no…he wasn't. What he saw was another car parked in HIS spot. He glared at the license plate then narrowed his eyes. "Yami….." He muttered then began plotting his evil revenge. Suddenly a light bulb appeared over his head and lit up. Bakura got out of his car and walked to the trunk, pulling out a baseball bat.
"I never thought I'd have to use it, but heck, this is Yami we're talking about. Stupid son of a monkey!" Bakura walked over to Yami's dark purple car then aimed the bat up.
In Kaiba Corp. Security Room
"Heh heh, hey, fellas, come check out this wackjob! He's totally wrecking that car! Maybe I should save this tape and label it 'When Albino's go Wild!'" One of the security guards said, eyes glued to the television.
Yami, who just so happened to be walking by, stopped and looked at the guard whose face was pressed against the screen. He walked in and shoved the guard back. "What's so interesting? Get back to work."
"Dude! This guy is having a wrecking fest! Check it out!" The guard replied.
Yami leaned over and looked into the screen. His jaw dropped. "What the fu- hell!?!"
"I know, right?! That's so wrong! Well, cool, kind of….sir? Something…wrong?"
"Like hell there is! That's my car!!!" Yami ran out of the room and down the halls until he got to the exit and into the parking lot. He stopped then clenched his fists. "BAKURA!!!"
Bakura looked up immediately. "Meh? Someone call me?" He looked around and found an angry looking Yami march toward him. "Bakura, what are you doing!?!"
"You parked in my spot."
"I could get you fired for doing that! As a matter of fact I am putting that into consideration!"
"You parked in my spot."
"I'm going to march up to Kaiba, since I'm Head of the Security Patrols, I have greater power than you. Then, after Kaiba finds out, he'll fire your sorry ass! Do you have something to say about this?"
"Yeah…You parked in my spot." Bakura repeated himself. Yami looked at him like he was crazy. "Bakura, this is my spot. Didn't you look at the changes on the list?" Yami asked. Bakura nodded.
"There's a list?"
"YES THERE'S A LIST!!!!!"
"Oh. My bad."
"Your parking spot is over there!!!" Yami pointed a ways down. Bakura nodded. "Oh well." Bakura said then walked to his trunk, disposed of the baseball bat, then got back inside his car. Yami glared at him. "That's it! I'm telling Kaiba on you!" Yami stomped his foot then ran off. Bakura laughed. "Oh, yeah, that's mature."
At the Bakura Residence
Ryou banged his head on the desk. "This isn't working. This is bad writing. Bad. Horrible. Filth." He spat. His head hurt, he was tired, and although he wouldn't admit it to Bakura, he was starving. He had been skipping meals. All he did was type on the computer all day. "I'll never beat Kaiba…"
'What I need is inspiration.'
Ryou saved his document, even though he thought it was horrible, and walked downstairs to the kitchen. There he downed a glass of orange juice then went back upstairs. 'I've used all the inspirations I've gotten from Bakura and Dad. Where else can I get an idea?'
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Ryou sighed then walked over to the phone and answered it. "Hello?"
"Ryou? That you? Or is it Bakura?" Yaten's voice came from out of the receiver. "Yes, dad, it's me. What's up? Something you need? I'm very busy. I have a deadline that I-"
"Uh-huh, that's why you're so busy that you don't want to visit your old man, eh? You're the only one I got. Amane is- well, you know."
"Dad… don't talk about her. Alright?"
"Will you come to visit?"
"I dunno. My brain is fried right now. I've run out of ideas and nothing's coming to me." Ryou replied.
"Maybe Chitose can give you an idea. After all, she's the second smartest woman I've ever known." Yaten laughed. Ryou nodded. Maybe Yaten was right. He still didn't know why his father married the woman. He knew that his father loved Mary, his mother, but he went and remarried. Ryou shrugged. He supposed that Yaten was lonely, or something. Not that Ryou had something against Chitose. She was in fact a smart person and could take care of Yaten because she was a doctor. And her personality was an award winning one too.
"Okay, I'll tell you what. I'll visit you tomorrow. Is that fine?"
"Oh- yes, why I suppose. It's better then nothing." Yaten hung the phone up. Ryou blinked when he discovered the other end of the line was dead. "Well, I guess nobody says bye anymore." He snorted then hung the phone up. Stretching, he walked upstairs and entered the room he had been previously writing in. His eyes darted to the computer and then to the bed. He walked over to his laptop and shut it off. It was time for a break that he well deserved. He flopped down onto his bed and soon fell asleep.
At Kaiba Corp.
"Is this true?" Kaiba asked while typing on his laptop. Yami nodded, Bakura growled. "Well how was I supposed to know about this 'list'? Eh? Nobody tells me nothing anymore. Especially that damn Yami. How I despise him and everything he stands for-"
"That's enough, Bakura. The answer is simple." Kaiba closed his laptop and stood up, Yami and Bakura looked at each other then stood up.
"It is?" They both asked. Kaiba nodded.
"Yes. Starting today, you're both fired."
"WHAT!?!" Yami yelled at the top of his lungs, almost passing out because of it. Bakura growled. "Why?" He asked. "I've tried to be nice to Yami, but lately he's been working on my last nerve."
"You want to know why I fired the two of you? There's your answer. I can't have a bunch of childish adults here at Kaiba Corp. If I were you, I'd seriously consider growing up before coming back and setting foot in this building."
"Yes sir." Yami said rather sadly and disappointed. Bakura grumbled. "Yeah, whatever." Yami walked out of Kaiba's office and closed the door behind him, right in Bakura's face. Bakura clenched his fists but let it go. He looked back at Kaiba.
"Oh yeah…if you get an order of 1,000 pizzas you'll know why."
"Hmmph. I really don't think you'd resort to that level."
"Really? I think you underestimate the powers of the Great Bakura."
"Don't make me laugh." Kaiba said then turned his back to him. Bakura growled but left.
Walking into the parking lot, he spotted Yami standing next to his car. 'He better have not done anything to it. That's all I care.' As he approached the vehicle he saw Yami grinning madly. Bakura looked at his car and saw a long streak of white on his black car. His eyes widened in fury.
"You messed up my car I mess up yours. It's only fair. You damn albino."
"You damn porcupine." Bakura snapped then got into his car, Yami remained still. Fixing his mirror, Bakura looked at him. "I would move now, but I don't want a dent in my car."
"Then you're going to be staying here all night."
"On second thought. One dent won't hurt."
"Fine. Be that way." Yami said then stepped aside. Bakura put his car in reverse then sped out of Kaiba Corp. parking lot. Oh, he couldn't wait to get home to tell Ryou that he was fired and that Yami keyed his car. Ryou probably wouldn't care though. He was probably slaying over his laptop typing and working his fingers to the bone until he passed out. Bakura mentally slapped himself. Here Ryou was, excelling in his talent, his career while here he was, with no job, pretty much no money, and no job. He needed to find something. He was 34; about to reach his peak (ok, well, maybe he was exaggerating) and he still didn't know anything about his life. "My life is shit." He muttered as he drove into the driveway of Ryou's house. He banged his head on the steering wheel then forced himself in a happy mood, or at least a better one than the one he was in now. He couldn't be down around Ryou.
"I'm home." Bakura said as he closed the door behind him, locking it in the process. He dragged himself up the stairs and entered the room, which he and Ryou shared. "Ry-" He stopped when he realized he wasn't sitting at the computer. Bakura looked to his right and spotted Ryou laying down on the bed, all sprawled out. 'So now he sleeps… I wouldn't blame him. He's been busy working.' Bakura got to his knees then leaned on the side of the bed, staring into Ryou's closed eyes. Within a couple of minutes sleep took him and he passed out on the floor.
In the morning
Ryou's eyes snapped open. "GAH! THE DEADLINE!" He screamed then rolled off the bed, landing on a certain white haired person.
"DIE!" Bakura screamed and wrapped his hands around Ryou's neck, his eyes still closed.
"Bakura! Gah-choking noise it's---Ryou!"
"Die Yami Die!" Bakura muttered, Ryou grabbed Bakura's wrists and tried to squeeze the feeling out of them but found he was weak. He blinked then looked down. 'Sorry Bakura, but you asked for it!' He got his knee and kicked him in crotch. Bakura's grip tightened as he sprung up, his eyes the size of plates. Once his sight adjusted to Ryou, he let go and leaned back on his hands.
"Ryou…?"
"Eh?"
"…Were you hitting on me?"
"Wha? No!"
"Uh-huh, trying to get me while I'm asleep. Typical Ryou. Although, if you wanted to do that you should have done it at night, my snowball."
Ryou blinked. "Snowball?"
"Hey, I'm trying something new! Don't hate me because I'm smart!" Bakura said then pushed Ryou off of him. Ryou looked up at him as Bakura stood up and exited the room. "Come on, get ready. You promised to spend the day with me, remember?" He said, Ryou nodded.
"Yes, I remember. But- I kind of forgot to tell you something. I promised my dad I'd go and visit him today. So… I know you don't like to go over there and stuff and-"
"Ryou. You don't have to cover up. Yaten hates me, don't cover it up with that lame bullshit excuse." Bakura spat then held his for head with his palm. He sighed then pointed out into the hallway. "Go."
"Bakura, are you sure?"
"Just go. And come back early. Don't stay there too long or else you'll get your punishment even worse." Bakura turned his head and grinned at him. Ryou sweat dropped. "You are so perverted…" Ryou said then got up and headed to the bathroom where he spent the last 30 minutes taking a shower. When he got out he walked back into his room and got dressed. He pulled on a white long sleeved shirt leaving the first three buttons un-buttoned at the top then pulled on a pair of black jeans (a casual yet untrashy look). He pulled his silver cross around his neck then ran a brush through his hair. Once satisfied with his look he headed downstairs and glanced at Bakura who was standing at the refrigerator drinking orange juice straight from the carton.
"You officially made that carton yours. Jeeze Bakura, you're disgusting!" Ryou snapped. Bakura waved his hand. "Does it look like I care?"
"Whatever." Ryou walked out the door, Bakura looked up. "Hey- wait, take your cell phone."
"What? Oh- I don't really need it since no one ever calls me. So I'm just going to leave it here."
"What if the house is on fire?"
"…Bakura, please don't set the house on fire."
"What if someone breaks in?"
"Easy. Call 9-1-1."
"Huh? Oh, okay, whatever just give me the number."
"Bakura, that is the number."
"Oh."
"Baka."
"Well- what is Amane calls?" Bakura asked, Ryou froze. He clenched his fists then looked down at the floor. "I've been hoping she would for the last fifteen years. Do me a favor, and don't mention her again." He muttered then walked outside, slamming the door behind him. Bakura hit his head. He just made a mistake.
"Stupid…stupid…stupid retard!" He scolded himself. "Oh well. It's not like I care…meh, gah, whatever!" He said then kicked the wall as hard as he could. He looked around the place with narrowed eyes. "Need my dagger. Now where is it?" He muttered then walked to one of the drawers and opened it. Inside it there was a note from Ryou.
Ha ha baka. I obviously found them.
-Ryou
Bakura frowned then punched the counter. "Dammit! Ugh, I got to cut something…" He said, searching frantically for something sharp. Everywhere he looked her found different notes from Ryou, all saying the exact same thing. Bakura kicked the refrigerator door then fell to the floor. He rolled up his right sleeve and examined the small red cuts on his arm. They were almost gone. Three of the five cuts were Yami's doing. He blinked remembering the flashback of the time the two got into a fight back at Kaiba Corp. Yami had grabbed him by the arm and practically dug his nails into his skin, ripping them back as he let go. Two of the cuts on his arm were because his mind was so messed up after Yami had done that to him. He felt comfort at doing it but decided not to do it anymore. He didn't need to go back to his old habits he did when he was a teenager. "Yeah, I'm not a teenager anymore. Which obviously sucks."
At Yaten & Chitose's House
Yaten grinned as he set his glass of tea on the table. "I knew you'd come. My son doesn't let me down---much."
"Yaten," Chitose let out a laugh. She turned to look at Ryou. "So, Ryou, how have you been? It's been a really long time."
"Eh, I've been alright. Trying to finish a story before my editor kills me." Ryou replied, Chitose nodded. "Yes. I've read all your current books. I must say, Ryou, you are a fine writer."
'That's what Bakura says---but I think he means it in a different way.' Ryou laughed mentally in his head. "Thanks, I guess. But lately I haven't been doing so hot. I'm running short on ideas."
"Running short already? A writer doesn't run out of ideas." Yaten mumbled, Ryou almost glared at him. "Hasn't your mate given you any ideas?" Yaten said with a bit of spite. Ryou fumed.
"What's your problem!?" Ryou snapped. Yaten looked up startled. "Nothing. Nothing's the problem." He said then rested his chin on his hand. Chitose looked at him through the corner of her eyes then turned her attention back to Ryou.
"Well…Ryou, I know one idea that might make out something good. But- I- I need to talk to you in private for a minute. Okay?" Chitose said, Ryou nodded and got up and followed her. Once they were in a different room, Chitose sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to her. Ryou sat. "Ryou… have you ever thought of writing a story for Amane?"
Ryou nodded his head then looked down at his hands. Not this again. "Never really crossed my mind." Chitose took his hands and placed them in hers. "Maybe you should. Ryou, I never told you this before but when your sister wakes up from her comma there's a chance that she might not remember much. Don't you want to help her remember?"
Ryou once again froze.
Chitose let go of his hands and placed them on his face. "Ryou, I know there may still be some things you have inside of you that resent your sister. But let them go. Let it all go. Whenever it is that Amane wakes up, she's going to want to read this. She's going to want to remember."
"But-"
"Yes?"
"I can't. I can't do it."
"Why not?"
"Because I hate her." Ryou spat. Chitose let go of him and shook her head. "Ryou. It's been nearly fifteen years."
"What if when she wakes up, she's a different person? What if when she wakes up, she's better than the person she was in the past?"
"Stop it. You're being entirely selfish. I want you to think about this. When Amane wakes up, she will have no knowledge of why she was in the hospital. She's just going to act as if she woke up from her sleep. But, when she wakes up from this sleep, she's going to look at herself in a mirror and see that her body aged fifteen years, and you know what? That is going to most likely scare her. Don't you want her to know why she was in the hospital? I know that deep down in your heart, you care for Amane."
"No. You're wrong."
"Am I?"
"Yes."
"You're afraid to show it. There's no one you need to impress. Just…just be yourself, okay? Please? Your father would love to have his daughter back and I'm sure even though you won't admit it, that you want your sister back. If you won't do it for you, do it for those who want her back."
Ryou nodded. Now he felt entirely guilty. His mind raced back to Yugi, Yami, Anzu, Bakura, Jou, Honda, Mai, Malik, and Marik. The people who knew her and were both of their friends. Luckily no one moved. They all got jobs and careers here in Domino. And he knew the reason why none of them moved was because of Amane. They all wanted to see her again, even if that meant waiting.
"I-"
"Yes?"
"I'll…try…but it doesn't mean it's going to be perfect!"
"It doesn't have to be. As long as it will trigger Amane's memory."
"Yeah."
At the Ryou Bakura Residence (what you've all been waiting for)
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" Moshi Moshi…Nani?…Oi? Iie- that can't be possible…wait- who's speaking?" Bakura asked as he picked up listened to the other voice coming out from the receiver.
"I need your help." The voice replied. Bakura's heart raced. He knew this voice. This voice was familiar to him. The voice had taunted him for the last 15 years of his life. He blinked and gripped the phone with two hands, now starting to feel shaky.
"…Amane?"
Mob: Mwahahahaha! Cliffhangers! Meh, don't worry, it's all part of the plan! So, you're gonna have to wait. And wait. And wait and wait and wait!!!
Chants: Please don't kill me…