Welcome to...the third chapter of The Gift of Honesty! I'm happy right now! I'm listening to wild drive, drinking peach juice (it is sooo good!), and laughing about Shonen Jump for next month! 1: the translation to my pen name showed up in the yugioh section of it and 2: I've dubbed my friend Yuuri Ichigo because of a character she's similar to in bleach and a comment that she made about yugioh. Ok! I'll stop blabbing now and let you read this chappie!
Disclaimer: I may make jokes about it but I do not, under any circumstances, own yugioh! (I'm too happy to be sad)
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Chapter 3: Arrival
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The boy hurried back to his home after school. It had been an exhausting day, with tests in nearly all of his classes. He was just then wondering how his friends had fared. The last time there was a school-wide test they had gotten some of the lowest scores. This boy was different from his friends, academically, however. He studied and paid attention in class. But that's not very important now.
He was halfway home when it started to rain. He started to walk faster, his silvery-white hair becoming wetter by the minute.
Looking up to see if there were any breaks in the clouds, a raindrop fell into one of his lovely chocolate-brown eyes, which caused him to quickly shut both of them, and duck his head away from the sky. His name was Ryou Bakura.
Ryou was nearly home now. He passed by the telephone pole that still had a 'lost cat' sign on it that he was told had been there for five years now. Just as he passed the pole, a bolt of lightning from the storm struck it and knocked the phone cable off of the pole.
"Ack! The phone cable! Yugi-kun was going to call tonight!" Ryou shouted as he jumped sideways, just in case lightning struck again.
Inside his soul corridor, Ryou's darkness, Bakura, the infamous tomb raider of ancient Egypt stirred. 'Go back. I want to see if it happens again. It was pretty.' He said.
"PRETTY?!? Try DANGEROUS! We're not going back there. Besides, lightning doesn't strike the same place twice." Ryou argued with the voice in his head as the rain started to let up. He was just across from his house now. He looked up, for cars, and instead of seeing a car, he saw a person. They were lying in the middle of the road, almost as if they had gotten hit.
Ryou rushed over in alarm, but saw no blood. He started to shake the girl, for it was indeed a girl, but her short golden brown hair was the only thing that moved.
Then a car pulled around the corner a few blocks away and Ryou started pulling the girl up to his home. He just had her on the sidewalk when the car passed him. It was full of loud, college-aged looking guys. "Drunks." Ryou muttered to himself, annoyed.
'You say that like it's a bad thing!' Bakura protested to Ryou in his mind. Ryou sighed and picked up the unconscious girl, unlocking the door and taking her inside.
Even though she was soaked from the rain he laid her on his couch and covered her with a blanket.
'I'm sleeping out here tonight.' Ryou announced to Bakura, using their mind-link.
'But it'll be cold!' Bakura responded.
'Do you think it's going to be any better for her?'
'You're too soft-hearted.'
'And you're too coldhearted, oh yami of mine.'
That shut him up. For a while at least. Ryou went to get himself a blanket and settled himself on the recliner for a night of TV watching and waiting. Around eleven o'clock he fell asleep.
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Just before dawn, Willow stirred. And then groaned. 'Oooww! My head...' she thought. It would've hurt too much to open her eyes right now. 'It feels like I fell down in my driveway. But I was in my room...and my room is carpeted. Wait...it feels like I'm on my bed, or maybe the couch. This is softer.'
She cracked an eye open then, to see where she was, and bit back a gasp. 'This isn't my house at all. I don't recognize the chairs from any of my friends' houses. Wait. I turned anime again! But where am I? All the other times I turned anime I just stayed at my house. Maybe that's why my head hurts...'
She turned her head to see more of her surroundings and had to hold in another surprised gasp. 'Bakura? No. Ryou. But that would mean...I'm in Domino. Oh! Of course! That jewelers' sign.'
Willow sat up, holding the back of her head, and stared around her. Then she directed her gaze at Ryou. 'He really does look like an angel...' and as if on cue, little pastel bubbles and flowers and glints of light worked their way into her vision around Ryou. She started freaking out and remembered that this was anime, and that kind of thing happens in anime.
Then she looked around her again and spotted the kitchen. A smirk appeared on her face as she got up to make breakfast, being careful not to wake Ryou.
Forty minutes and nearly two chopped up fingers later she had eggs, bacon, sausage, biscuits, gravy, and oranges set out on the table decoratively. She didn't know what Ryou or Bakura liked for breakfast (except for raw things for Bakura. Eww.), so she made a little bit of everything. After eating what she had kept on the side for herself, she lay back down and pretended to be asleep. She had somehow (even through all of the cursing about her fingers) managed to not wake Ryou. For that she was proud. The sky was turning pink.
Ryou woke just after dawn. It took him a moment to recall why he was out in his living room with his back slightly cramped from the position. He looked over to the girl. She was alive, at least, and breathing. That was good. But he wondered how she had gotten like that; sprawled on the wet road with no visible signs of — Hey! What was that smell? It was like an American bed and breakfast in the morning, but without the other residents. Ryou looked over at his kitchen and found the source of the smell. The girl must have gotten up (a few minutes ago, judging by the steam) and made him breakfast. But why hadn't she left? Maybe she wanted to wake him up to thank him or something polite like that.
'Hey, Yam—' Ryou started, but realized that Bakura wouldn't want to be woken up this early in the morning. 'ah, well, all the more enjoyment for me' he thought, looking longingly at the food. 'Maybe I should wait until she's up?'
'No. You can thank her when she gets up. Besides, would you really want all of this to get cold? She must have thought you never eat, with how much she made.'
'Yami! Don't do that! I thought you were asleep!'
'A thief never sleeps!'
'Then how come your snoring keeps me up half the night?'
'A-ano...'-.-U
'Victory!'
Just then there came a knock at the door. "Who could that be? Oh yeah! Yugi!" Ryou remembered.
'Yugi?' Willow thought, eavesdropping.
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Bakura: How do you eavesdrop indoors?
Ryou: That is a good question. Tsuriai?
Tsuriai: ...umm....-.-U Not sure.
Ryou & Bakura: -anime fall-
Tsuriai: Heh. R&R! Ciao!