mob: Hey, guys, I'm sorry about the long wait. I really wanted more reviews than that for the first chapter, and also, because I just couldn't think of anything for the next chapter. Truth is, I don't really know at this point either, but I have to write something or else people will kill me, rip me in two and eat my spleens- okay, maybe I'm over exaggerating, but you get the picture. So, yeah, here's the next chapter to September Skies.

Stupid Quick Edit wouldn't let me get my story in my original format so I had to spend another hour trying to fix it. Many people may love it but I hate it! Anyways, on with the fic!

(Sorry if this chapter is kinda of...blah. I didn't want to make it too angsty, sorry if I disappoint any of you)

Oh, and thank you SteffieB14 for helping me! hands you a malik plushie

Disclaimer: I once owned Yugioh, but then I traded it for a cookie. (don't ask)

September Skies

Chapter 2

"Ryou, we need to talk." Bakura calmly stated in a flat tone that you could tell it was something important. Ryou placed his keys on the coffee table and placed his jacket on the sofa before stopping to listen to him. "Huh? Make it quick because I need to go finish writing." Ryou said. Bakura narrowed his eyes. He hated that word. Writing. Well, Ryou would just have to make time for this because this was definitely important. "Sit down."

"I'd rather stand, thanks."

"I don't think you heard me. Sit. Down. Now." Bakura demanded pointing down to the seat next to him on the couch. Ryou rolled his eyes then joined him. "Okay. What?" He asked while going through his portfolio of different documents, Bakura clenched his fist then grabbed it from him. "Pay attention. This is important."

"Fine. What is it? Are you going to tell me or are you going to keep me guessing? I need to get back to work." At this statement Bakura fired up. He jumped to his feet and glared at the boy.
"You promised to spend the day with me Ryou!" He shouted, losing almost half his sanity. Ryou gave a frustrated sigh then stood up. "Is this what's so important?" He tried to state calmly but his voice came out in an angry tone, one that didn't please Bakura too much.

"You made plans with me, and then you completely blew them off to spend time with your dad, who you agreed to go visit to make yourself feel less guilty since you're always blowing him off too!" Bakura snapped. Ryou angrily marched away into the kitchen and filled a glass up with water and drank it quietly. This was usually a sign that he was pissed or stressed. Whenever Ryou would drink water during a frustrating moment it was usually a sign to leave him alone. Bakura growled. Today that was going to change. He reached out and grabbed Ryou's shoulder fiercely and shoved him around, during which Ryou accidentally dropped the glass and it broke to millions of pieces.

"See what you made me do?! Baka!"

"Don't you 'baka' me!"

"Leave me alone! I don't want to talk to you right now, I told you, I need to get back to work!" Ryou tried to struggle out of Bakura's deathly grip but found that it was no use for the only thing he was succeeding at was getting bruised arms. "Bakura---let go!" He cried then kicked the other boy's knee. The two fell down and rolled over the floor, fighting and bickering about random things.

"Bakura! You're heavy! GET OFF! I can't---breathe!"

"Well pardon me for eating!" Bakura snapped back.

"Don't call me a twig!"

"I didn't call you a twig! More like a tooth pick!"

"Oh, it's on now!"

"Wait- Ryou-" Bakura stopped Ryou froze. "Eh...?" He asked, totally confused. Bakura's face went back to his normal, plain, bored yet evil face and he took a deep breath. "It's something about Amane-..."

Ryou sat up, "What about Amane?"

"Uh...well..."

"Bakura, Ryou, what are you doing on the floor???" Amane asked, Ryou jumped up and nearly landed on the counter from surprise and shock.

"A-a-a-a-a-amane?"

"Are you playing a game?" She asked while smiling, Ryou looked down at Bakura who was still lying on the floor and glared at him. "How could you not have told me!?" He said then kicked him in the ribs, Bakura jumped up.

"Hey, I was getting to it!"

"..." Ryou looked down a bit speechless. This was his sister who had been in a coma for a long time- and Bakura was the first to know about it? He clenched his fists, deciding to blame it on Yaten rather than himself. He really didn't want to be in a worse than bad mood right now. He had to finish writing and he couldn't think when angry, stressed, or sad. He decided not to get emotional as he looked at Amane, however, that didn't exactly work as planned out.

"Amane!" He cried then clung to her, Amane smiled. "Ryou- get off! You're my brother!" She cried as she tried to un-cling herself from Ryou. "I-" Ryou stuttered. Amane stopped then looked down at him. "Huh?"

"I...mi-...miss... I missed you, alright?"

Amane blinked. "Missed me? Why? I've been right here all along!" She said happily, Ryou froze then looked down upset. Bakura put a hand on Ryou's shoulder but he only pushed it away then left the room. Amane looked at Bakura a little worried. "Um...Bakura? Is... is something...wrong?"

Bakura shook his head, "No, he'll be okay. Just give him time."

"Time for what?" She asked then walked over to him and hugged him. Bakura patted her back three times then closed his eyes. Truth was, even he was a little upset. "Do you really not remember?" He mumbled loud enough for only Amane to hear, Amane let go and took a step back. "Remember what?"

'I can't believe this! She doesn't remember!' Ryou yelled inside his mind as he began kicking innocent random things that were in his way. He closed the door and locked it then flung onto his bed, burying his face in the pillow and hoping that he could just die. 'I can't believe it- dammit, why is Chitose always right?!' He began kicking his legs into the bed hysterically. Bakura walked up the stairs and walked to the bedroom door and tried turning the knob. He put his hands on his hips then let out an exhausted sigh then dug in his pocket and pulled out a tooth pick and opened the door with his craftsmanship. He stepped in and glanced at Ryou who was throwing a fit on the bed. "Ryou. No. Stop. You look like a teenage girl who's going through an emotional
moment because she broke a nail."

"Shut up and fuck off!"

"Well sorry but since I'm your partner, this is also my room." Bakura said then hopped down onto the bed next to Ryou who still had his face buried into the pillow. "And Ryou, you potty mouth, when do you use bad words? That's what I do. What? Is looking like me not enough for you? You just have to be me?"

"...What are you babbling about? This is about my sister and I." Ryou muttered Bakura nodded.

"Oh...so you're here throwing a fit because you can't have things your way? Is that it?" Bakura asked, now cooking up a plan inside his head. Now all Ryou had to do was fall for it. He might be smart and all for a writer, but writers always lack in the common sense department. Plus, Ryou was kind of retarded when he was confused.

"No. I wanted the same Amane that I used to know to be here when she woke up."

"Ah, I see."

"She's different now. She's happy, and she's...well...she's not 'her.'"

"Yep. That's about the part where I come in. Ryou, you're being entirely selfish. In time, our new Amane will start to remember and she might even become the old Amane. If not, then, well, you're just going to have to deal with the new Amane."

"What if I don't like the 'new' Amane?"

Bakura laughed. "You didn't like the old Amane either."

Ryou sat up and looked the other way. "Did not!"

"What about the time where she blamed you for the drugs?"

"...Yeah...but you're the one who gave them to her-"

"And the time where she tried to steal me from you?"

"I get the point. I hated the old Amane. Okay? You happy I finally admitted it?"

Ryou stood up and walked over to his laptop and began to turn it on until Bakura rushed over and closed it. "Ryou..." His voice trailed off, Ryou put his hands on his hips. "What?" He asked, starting to get impatient until he realized the look in Bakura's eyes. He sighed.

"Bakura, not tonight."

Bakura walked behind him and wrapped his arms around Ryou's shoulders. "You owe me." He said then kissed his neck, starting to leave a trail of them going downwards. Ryou turned around but soon realized that was a mistake as Bakura quickly took advantage of the situation and shoved him on the bed and locked mouths with him. Halfway in the middle of the kiss Ryou opened his eyes and pushed Bakura off of him, making him fall off the bed and onto the floor.

"We can't."

"Ouch. Dammit! Why not?"

"With Amane living in the house, you need to learn to behave and that means we can't continue with our 'dirty' habits in front of her." Ryou said Bakura rolled his eyes. "Ryou, I locked the door after I came in. So pucker up!" Bakura said then got back on top of Ryou and locked mouths with him once again. Ryou dismissed the thought of Amane catching them since after all, Bakura did lock the door and within the years that Amane had been in a comma, they had gotten all of the locks changed after Bakura had accidentally left his keys at the movies unknowingly after he and Ryou were 'playing around.'

Bakura unlocked lips for only a second as his hands started unbuttoning Ryou's shirt and opening it to reveal his chest. Bakura gave a seductive grin then kissed Ryou again, fully enjoying all of this. Of course Ryou didn't mind either, while Bakura did all the work, he got to sit back and relax- or try to relax that was until he saw the door crack open. His eyes widened. "Holy shit!" He tried to shout but couldn't since Bakura's mouth was still attached to his. The other boy sat up and wiped his mouth with his sleeve then looked at Ryou. What was he looking at?

And then it hit him.

There in the doorway stood Amane who was as red as a tomato from embarrassment. Ryou pushed Bakura off him again and quickly buttoned up his shirt, buttoning the buttons in the wrong slit and chasing after Amane, all the while hoping that the same scene wouldn't happen again. Amane ran down the stairs and dashed into the living room and hid behind the couch while Ryou approached the stairs then looked down. That would take too long so he hopped off the balcony then fell into the middle of the living room where he landed on his feet then fell to his knees. "Amane! Wait-" He cried out, searching frantically as he searched the room. He climbed onto the couch and looked behind it to spot Amane rocking back and forth with a huge smile on her face. It was at that moment where he was about to go limp from all that worrying.

"Ahmah---" (Amane---...)

"Amane! Where are you- don't run!" Bakura shouted then flew down the railing and hit the wall. "Oye-...I knew I should have taken the stairs...the railing, why'd you take the railing? You thought it was cool...Psst! How cool is running into a wall...?" Bakura started muttering to himself then blacked out. Amane began to rock back and forth, all the while laughing and mumbling something that only she could hear. Ryou leaned over and fell off the couch, landing in front of Amane. He immediately sat up and grabbed her shoulders.

"What is so funny?"

"No-not-funny-yaoi! " Amane squealed, Ryou blinked.

It was at that moment where he passed out.

...Later....

"Okay, we feel like we may have to explain to you what you had saw earlier..." Bakura said Amane shook he head. "No, I understand. And I think it rocks that you guys are- well, out of the closet." Amane laughed, Ryou sweatdropped.

"Uh...eh...heh...heh..."

"Eh...rea-really now?" Bakura said, also starting to feel uncomfortable. Ryou nudged him roughly. "You told me you locked the door!" "Really? Well, I thought I did lock the door!" "Well obviously you were wrong. Like always!"

"I think it's actually kinda cool...you know, that you guys are...gay..."

She said, Ryou felt like he wanted to cry. He couldn't take it. It was hard enough that she didn't accept him before her comma. But now, now that she did accept it- it didn't feel right. The truth was, she didn't accept it. Her saying it now- it was wrong. It was like someone else was making her decisions. This wasn't the real Amane. Bakura glanced over at him.

"It's okay. She accepted it. Ryou?"

"...Yeah...whatever." He said then stood up. The two looked at him. "If you need me, I'll be in my room, typing. If it's not important, then don't bother me. Otherwise, leave me alone."

"Ryou- aren't you going to tell your dad? You know, about Amane?"

"That can wait till tomorrow. He's waited fifteen years, he can wait one more day." He said then climbed the stairs and entered his room. Amane glanced over at Bakura.

"Hey, Bakura...? What did he mean? Fifteen years for what? What was dad waiting for?" She asked, Bakura sat down next to her and leaned her back, wrapping his arms around her and rocked her back and forth.

"It's nothing. Don't worry about it, okay?"

"...Okay."

mob: Wow. I actually did it! I did it! jumps around happily Wow, and it only took about a month to do it! I had to rewrite it so many times because it still wasn't good. Truth is, it still isn't. But, well, this is going to have to do.

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