Double Meaning

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(( Mondai Senshi ))

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For the lack of anything better to use in their place, I have used the words Yami (meaning dark, and often used in Yu-Gi-Oh in reffering to the spirits of the millenium items), chan (which, when put at the end of a name, is a very informal sign of respect), and aibou (which is often used by the spirits to reffer to their "vessels"). I apologize for any confusion I may cause.

Disclaimer: None of the characters in this fic belong to me, and no profit is being made in writing this story.

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Ryou walked slowly. He had no reason to hurry home, as there was nobody waiting for him. He took in his surroundings, seeing the world go on around him. Katsuya Jonouchi and Yuugi Mutoh were across the street showing off the new duel monsters cards they had just gotten and laughing to themselves over topics unknown to Ryou, just as his presence was unknown to them. A cold chill ran down Ryou's back and he turned to see Bakura drifting behind him, watching. Ryou seemed amused that people would walk right by his counterpart without a second glance, and sometimes even walked right through his arm or his body. And yet, it was a hollow amusement, somehow giving him a strange discontented feeling.

"Yami-chan," Calling him by a pet name, Ryou asked Bakura, taking the chance of a few strange looks, "What are you doing there? Why aren't you in your soul room?"

Bakura glanced at Ryou, then quickly turned his attention back to a point behind them both. "That man has been following us. I wonder what business he has with you, aibou."

"It is possible, though, that he's just using the sidewalk, and happens to be headed in a similar direction." Ryou grinned.

Bakura began to glare. "I suppose so. But I still do not trust him."

Ryou stopped, and Bakura looked at him. Ryou was smiling. "You are far too protective of me, Yami-chan." Several people stared as they walked around Ryou and, many of them, through Bakura.

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Katsuya sat in the booth of a local fast food resturaunt with Yuugi, and Honda. He slouched in the corner of the booth pressed against the wall. "Did anyone else notice?"

"Well, yeah, I guess, but is that really any of our business, Jonouchi?" Yuugi sat across from Katsuya and Honda, but called Katsuya by his last name, as most people did.

"The way I figure is," Katsuya sat up, then, and leaned over the table slightly. "It's not normal for Bakura to be THAT quiet - Something's not right."

Honda nodded a few times. "I completely agree. I know that he didn't actually ask for our help, but sometimes strange behavior is a cry for help all its own."

At that, Yuugi looked in the empty spot beside him. Katsuya had begun to speak again, saying that Honda was right. But Yuugi soon looked back to the two and spoke again. "Maybe he's having problems at home. Don't you think he seems depressed?"

Katsuya looked to where Yuugi had been staring, but ignored his confusion and turned back to Yuugi. "I guess that's a possibility." He slouched again. "Sometimes I think that kid's too sensitive."

Honda nodded. "Yeah, and way too quiet. Seriously, he creeps me out sometimes."

Just then, Anzu walked up to the table and put a tray down on their table, the tray holding three hamburgers and a few bottles of condiments, as well as a bill. Yuugi reached into his pockets and pulled out a few bills and counted out the money. Anzu sat next to Yuugi for a moment and turned to the other two. "What are you guys talking about?"

Honda swallowed a bit of his hamburger and began to explain. "We think Bakura's been acting kinda funny lately. He's been quieter and keeping to himself more than usual."

Anzu nodded, then quickly stood and left without another word.

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Ehmm... Well, I'm still not sure exactly where I'm going with this, but 'tis fun, ne? Oo` Hmm... I wonder how I'll make this more, how to say... worthwhile. ^^ So far it's favoritism and ranting, but I hope it will get better soon.