Bwaaa….yes…yes I am a horrible authoress…deal with it.

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-Falling…-

Ryou pushed that out of his mind as he rolled over on his back, remembering more of the little 'adventures' he and Bon Bon had had. He closed his eyes in an effort to go to sleep. He couldn't help but think about the memory of his mother's and sister's funeral…

-I can't breathe at all,

and it hurts to think,

that time could heal my wounds…-

Ryou was standing at his sister's and his mother's graves, just staring at them. He wasn't crying. He wasn't smiling either. Just staring, and thinking. The ceremony was almost an hour ago, and only a few people were still around, but only Ryou was at the graves. His father couldn't stand to look at them, so he therefore went over to the nearby bench, and was still there, silently grieving.

-Feeling I've been betrayed,

black Sunday,

still burns you in my thoughts…-

Ryou was still thinking, so he didn't notice when Jari walked up beside him. She looked over at him; his face was set and looked very serious, and his eyes were glazed over. Jari put her arms around his shoulders, causing him to jump a little and glance at her.
"Ryou…you can't stay here all day." she said softly.

Ryou went back to staring at the gravestones.
"I know," he replied in a monotone voice.
Jari frowned at him and leaned on his right shoulder. She wrapped her arms around him tighter, and nuzzled his shoulder.
"Ryou…come on. You've been standing here for nearly an hour, let's go over to your dad. He'll need some—"
"I should've been there." he said all of a sudden.
Jari snapped her head back and looked at Ryou with wide eyes and her mouth was slightly open.
"No," she said, forcing him to turn towards her. "No, don't you dare start to blame yourself."
Ryou was crying now, and Jari pulled Ryou back into a tight hug. Ryou wrapped his arms around her and started to sob into her shoulder.
"Let it all out, koi…" Jari said softly in his ear.

-I can't sleep at all,

now you've gone away,

I can't fake this anymore,

Guess I could blame it all,

On God's game,

Or explain what my life's for…-

They stayed that way until Ryou suddenly pulled away and looked at Jari.
"Will you stay here in Japan with me?" At Jari's thoughtful look, he added, "Please?"
Jari smiled at him and said, "I'll stay as long as you want me to"
And for the first time in days, Ryou smiled. "Thank you." he said.

"Come on, we should try and get your dad away from here or something…" Jari said, and took Ryou's hand. As she was taking Ryou towards Toya Bakura (whom was still on the bench surrounded by Mr. and Mrs. Treeha), Ryou took one last look at the gravestones, and shed a tear for each one. He quickly wiped them away as they neared Mr. Bakura, whom was getting much condolence from Jari's parents.

-Caught in a winter's rain,

I can't remember what you said,

Take away my fear,

Please hold onto me I'm,

Falling,

Falling…-

Bakura sensed sadness in his hikari while he was in his soul room, and decided to investigate since he had nothing else to do. Bakura moseyed on over to his hikari's soul room door, and opened it softly. He peeked in and saw that it had been turned nearly black.

'What was Ryou thinking of?' Bakura thought.
He saw quite a few pictures of a girl with long red and white hair and tan skin. What was her name again? Oh, right. Jariana Treeha. Of course. How could Bakura have forgotten her? That stupid Egyptian always hung around Ryou when he was younger. Bakura really didn't like her that much. Especially when…

Bakura didn't want to think of the young-departed girl that was Ryou's little sister. Oh Ra, but after 'Bakura's little angel' had passed away, that stupid Jari girl wouldn't leave Ryou alone…

-I would trade it all,

for another day,

just to feel you and your warmth,

but even pictures fade,

black Sunday,

still burns you in my thoughts…-

It was a few weeks after the funeral, and Jari was doing everything she could to help Ryou and Mr. Bakura to cope with the loss. Not to mention the friends of Ami and Amane Bakura. Jari tried to help them as well, her parents were helping too of course.

Jari was dead tired. She was lying in the guest room, on the bed, just trying to relax. She was staring at the ceiling, just…thinking. She then felt sleepiness come to her, and started to close her eyes…until she felt the need to throw a pillow at the door. Jari opened her eyes and lifted her head to the door, finding Ryou leaning on the door panel and watching her. She raised an eyebrow at him, and he gave her a quick smile, a fake one, and walked over to her. Jari pushed herself up and was halfway sitting up. Ryou sat on the edge of her bed, then leaned over and hugged her. Jari immediately wrapped her arms around him, and played with his hair. Ryou nuzzled his head on her shoulder, and exhaled deeply.
"What d'you want, sweetheart?" Jari asked softly.
Ryou didn't answer. Jari frowned and kept on stroking Ryou's hair. There was silence for a few minutes, until Jari said, "You're squishing mee…"
Ryou snorted and pulled back. Jari took in a deep breath, "Thanks."
Ryou nodded, not looking at her. Jari frowned again, and touched his hand looking at him with a worried expression upon her face. Slowly, Ryou looked at Jari, on the verge of tears. Jari bit her lip as she sat up all the way and squeezed his hand. Ryou started to cry again, desperately wiping the tears away. Jari scooted over towards him with some tissues.
"Th-this is silly of me," Ryou said, putting on another fake smile.
Jari put her hands on his face, "No, it's not silly. You shouldn't even think that." she said as she wiped his tears with her thumbs.
Ryou yanked his head away and practically knocked Jari over as he hugged her, burying his face in her shoulder again. Jari was taken by surprise a little bit, but quickly wrapped her arms around him.

Ryou raised his head to rest on Jari's shoulder.
"Please don't leave me," he said softly.
"I really wasn't planning on leaving anytime soon. Why d'you say that?" she replied.

-I can't see at all,

did you fly away?

Did the stars shine bright for you?

Guess I could blame it all

On God's game,

It was faith that carried you…-

Ryou nuzzled her neck a little. "Because…I don't want to lose another sister," he nearly whispered.
Jari was a little taken back by this, but to make her blush even more, Ryou went on.

"Sometimes…you seem more then just a sister to me, Jariana…"
(Bakura nearly threw up at this point…)
Jari didn't know what to say, so she just continued to hold him until they both fell asleep. Mr. Toya Bakura leaned against the door panel and smiled at the two.

Bakura just rolled his eyes and shook his head at how mushy his hikari could be. He walked around Ryou's soul room some more, tracing his fingertips on some things like pictures depicting memories, little things hung on the walls of the room, and some other odds and ends here an' there. He stopped at the part of the wall where there were portraits of people. The bigger the portrait, the bigger an importance they were to Ryou. Bakura really never paid any attention to these before. He looked at the first four; Ryou's mom an dad, then Amane, and then Jari. That didn't surprise him much. He looked further down the line: next came Jari's parents and her two siblings, some of Ryou's other relatives, Yuugi-tachi (even Kaiba and Mokuba) the stupid pharaoh being included in there, some of his other friends that Bakura had totally forgotten about, the Ishtars, and Bakura himself. Bakura stopped at his own portrait.

'I'm important to him?' he thought.
"Well of course you are," Ryou said.
Bakura spun around to face his hikari.

-Caught in a winter's rain,

I can't remember what you said,

Take away my fear,

Please hold onto me I'm

Falling,

Falling…-

Ryou cocked his head, "What're you doing here anyway?"
Bakura shoved his hands in his pockets and shrugged, not looking at Ryou.
"Why didn't you think you were important to me?" Ryou asked softly.

Bakura still didn't look at him. Instead he mumbled something inaudible and shrugged again. Ryou just crossed his arms and smiled at Bakura. Bakura looked at his portrait out of the corner of his eye. It wasn't really big, nor was it really small. Just normal-sized. He studied it more. The portrait of him was a fairly nice one. He wasn't grinning like a maniac, nor was he snarling. Just a small smile on his face, more like a smirk if you will. Bakura went back to staring at the floor. When did he ever smile in front of Ryou? His eyes narrowed as he pondered this. Ryou laughed softly.
Bakura's head snapped up. "What!" he said with a scowl.
"Nothing," Ryou replied with a smile.
"Whatever," Bakura grumbled.
"Mind if I get some sleep?" Ryou said.
Bakura shrugged again and mumbled something while walking to the door of the soul room.

-You always take away,

Take away,

Take away,

Caught in a winter's rain,

I can't remember what you said,

Take away my fear,

Please hold onto me

I'm falling…-

"Good-night, Bakura." Ryou said, smiling. Bakura mumbled something else as he walked out and closed the door behind him. Ryou just smiled and shook his head.

-I'm falling down,

fall…-

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Yep, tis "Black Sunday". Thought it was quite appropriate for the funeral an' such.
Rabbit: T-T
PCU: e.e..review mortals…or else Bakura'll come to YOUR soul room :D..