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To tell you the truth, the first time I wrote the last chapter there was no motorcycle. It was just Bakura jumping through the window off the church and throwing Yugi over his shoulder and running away. Then my blood relation read it and she said:
"I really liked that part where Bakura crashed through the window on that motorbike!"
And I was like: "What motorbike?"
And so that's to my blood relation's bad reading skills the motorcycle was born and of course I had to make it Malik's motorbike! Adds more tension to the Malik/Ryou/Bakura triangle. Mwahahahahaha…
This is a transition chapter so there won't be nearly as much excitement or mind boggling plot twists as last chapter. But you will get to see a very tortured and messed up Yami no Bakura.
I think I've made it clear that this is not an Anzu fic already. So I'll stop wasting my time repeating myself for the rest of the chapters. However this is a SHOUNENAI/YAOI story so be prepared for that stuff… happening.
This fic is rated for: violence, Bakura's bad language, sexual stuff with gay people (see above message), and some gross stuff like already chewed food… yuck.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh and I'm too tired to come up with anything witty right now. I also do not own lyrics from Our Lady Peace which I think there's one in this chapter… (scans chapter) Yeah there is.
This chapter was brought to you by: Crazy Hobos, fear their poking sticks of Doom.
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Chyaputa 9: This is Punishment
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It was the smell that woke him, the over powering sour smell of decaying materials. Yugi coughed and opened his eyes to see an old crumbling wooden and metal plated ceiling over his head. It had several large open holes where it had caved in over the years, allowing light to come in from the bright blue sky outside. Yugi sat up and saw he was in what looked like an ancient abandoned warehouse. There were five or six homeless people all creeping around in the shadows on the edges of the large space, eyeing Yugi with feverish dirty glances. Yugi was currently lying on a severely scratched up, moth eaten sofa. There was a pair of handcuffs attaching his hand to one of the sofa's arms.
"What the hell?" Yugi muttered, shaking the handcuffs, although he knew it was futile.
"Welcome," a low familiar voice greeted harshly. "To my lair." Yugi turned to see Yami no Bakura sitting at a decrypted broken table. Now that Yugi had the time to look at him, Yugi though he might be mistaking Bakura for someone else. His white hair was matted and clumpy with lack of washing. His clothes were torn and ripped in several places and his skin didn't look much better, covered in cuts and gashes. Yugi suspected that was from when he had crashed Malik's motorbike through the wedding chapel window.
"Bakura," Yugi said stunned. "You look awful." Bakura turned to his captive showing a thin sunken gray face and bleary weak dark brown eyes. His face twitched into an unwelcome painful grin.
"Thank you," he spat sarcastically. He got up and Yugi saw his feet were the worse part. He had no shoes, and it looked as though he had been walking around without them. Blisters and cuts covered the skin from his toes to his knees.
'Oh god, he's so skinny…' Yugi thought, just looking at him made Yugi queasy.
"What have you been eating?" Yugi asked pityingly. Bakura's eyes narrowed as they saw where Yugi was looking.
"Don't you look at me like that!" he snarled nastily, temper suddenly rising. Yugi flinched as Bakura leaned down upon him, hands on the back of the couch behind Yugi's head and knees placed on the lip of the seat in front of him. Bakura grinned, covering Yugi completely. "See, now you're scared! You're my hostage and you'll do as I say."
"W-what are you going to do with me?" Yugi asked trying to sink into the marred sofa cushions. Bakura leaned forward, intimidating. Yugi's precious personal bubble space was rapidly disappearing.
"Anything I want," Bakura mused, unhealthy eyes widening. Then Bakura's face twisted and suddenly turned a sick greenish color. He lunched his upper body over the arm of the sofa and proceeded to retch grotesquely over the side. Yugi couldn't help but notice that Bakura's stomach had been quite empty. Had he eaten anything in the last couple of days? Exhausted, the white haired mad man rolled off the couch and onto the warehouse floor, clutching his gut weakly, he looked like he was in a lot of pain. Yugi's eyes widened in pity.
'I've never seen him so weak…' Yugi thought horrified that such a powerful enemy in his past could be in such a state.
"Bakura have you even eaten anything?" Yugi questioned, voice concerned. Bakura turned his head, eyes glazed over feverishly.
"Eat…?" he questioned, throat rough with stomach acid. "Is this mortal shell supposed to eat…?" Yugi tried to reach down to his captor but the handcuffs restricted his movement.
"Bakura, take these things off of me," Yugi ordered urgently, tugging uselessly at the metal handcuffs. Bakura made a pitiful gurgling noise that might have been a scoff.
"Yeah right…" he muttered. "You'll run away."
"Bakura, you need help! I won't run away, I promise! Look, I've got some credit cards in my pocket. I'll go to the nearest store and just buy you some food, okay?" Yugi bargained. Bakura's eyes rolled, flicking up and down drowsily.
"Liar… You're my hostage. I can't let you go," Bakura hissed through his teeth.
"Don't you know what's happening to your body? You're starving to death!" Yugi cried. Bakura looked unimpressed.
"Starving? Dammed body…" Bakura mumbled to himself, eyes drifting away forgetting Yugi was there, looking up towards the ceiling. "I'll go back to hell again. I'll go back to hell, that's what They said…"
"Give me the key, Bakura!" Yugi pleaded. Bakura winced under his shrill voice.
"Fine, fine! Just leave me alone…" With shaking fingers he pulled the key out of his back pocket and dropped it on the floor at Yugi's feet. "There! Happy? I'm going to die anyway… I'll go to back hell sooner or later, doesn't really matter when…"
Yugi snatched up the tiny silver key and then unlocked the handcuffs with a swift click. Rubbing his freed wrists, Yugi jumped off the sofa and over Bakura's sprawled body.
"I'll get you some food Bakura! Don't die until I come back!" Yugi called running out of the building. Bakura made no sign that he had actually heard him. His body remained unmoved on the dirt floor.
"I'm going back to hell…" he mouthed.
Don't touch me… Don't trust me…
"What are you all waiting for? We have to find him!" Atemu cried slamming his fist down upon the table, red eyes burning.
"Calm down, Atemu," Jounouchi ordered kindly. "We don't even know where Bakura-"
"That's we have to find him!" Atemu insisted to the surrounding table members, Anzu, Honda, Jounouchi, Otogi, who was staying with Jounouchi and Honda at the moment, Malik and a very silent and numb Ryou. "Let's organize a search party or something!"
"Do you know how much ground there is to cover?" Honda said. "There's no way that it would make a difference. The police are already on his trail and they have better resources then us. There's nothing more we can do right now!"
"So we're supposed to just sit here while Bakura does… whatever he could do to aibou!" Ryou sunk in his chair, bending his head as though in shame, hiding his face from view. Malik watched he friend closely but didn't speak up.
"Atemu…" Anzu spoke timidly, blue eyes full of tears. "I'm so sorry. It's all my fault…" she said. Atemu looked forcefully away from her face.
"Its not you're fault, Anzu," Honda insisted. Jounouchi studied Atemu seriously across the table.
"But we can't give up hope!" Anzu said standing up importantly. "Yugi's still out there. We just have to trust that he's alright and that the police will find him soon!"
"But how are they even going to find him?" Otogi asked logically. "Knowing Bakura Yugi might not even be alive anymore…" Everyone around the table went rigid. Anzu squeaked and put her hands to her mouth and Atemu's eyes widened in horror. Ryou hands grasped the edge of the table to stop from shaking.
"Oh gee Otogi, thanks for that wonderful optimism!" Malik spat fiercely.
"I'm just saying that we should be prepared for worse possible situation! We have to remember that we're dealing with a insane, evil spirit," Otogi explained. Ryou flinched again. Malik's eyes flashed furiously.
"Well, me and Ryou don't need that kind of support," the Egyptian snapped standing up. "If you need us, we'll be at our hotel. Goodbye!" He grabbed Ryou's shirt and dragged him out the apartment, Ryou stumbling weakly after his friend. The door slammed loudly behind them. The people in the room winced.
"Actually, we should be going too," Jounouchi said calmly. "Got a lot of stuff to take care of at home." He looked toward Honda and Otogi. Honda stood up as well. "We'll call if we hear anything, alright?" Anzu nodded. Otogi looked from Anzu to Atemu suspiciously and then followed the others out the door.
Silence consumed the apartment; it was just the two of them now. Anzu gazed over at Atemu, a glint of longing in her blue eyes that Atemu could not see. His angry stare was aimed at the floor; frustrated that there wasn't anything he could do to get his lighter half home faster.
"Atemu…" Anzu said, taking a step around the table toward him. "I'm so sorry-"
"I can't take this right now," Atemu insisted harshly and walked away from her. Anzu drew respectfully away, lower lip trembling. Atemu went into the other room and sat by the phone, staring at it, waiting for it to ring.
If only my hands weren't tied
World's a blister, but I'm okay with it
A sharp stitch had formed in between Yugi's ribs; it felt as though at any second his lungs were going to burst. He had found Malik's motorbike; unfortunately it had been crashed into a nearby tree and now looked beyond repair soYugi had no choice but to continue down the road on foot.He had been running for what seemed like hours until finally he reached a convenient store. Out of breath, he rushed in, blindly grabbing an assortment of foods, and then ran out again, back along the road to abandon warehouse. Yugi had no idea how long he had been gone, he only hoped that Bakura would still alive by the time he got back.
Heart pounding and pulse racing, Yugi finally made it back inside the decaying building. He saw two homeless people leaning over Bakura's body, poking him with sticks to see if he was alive.
"Get away from him!" Yugi cried, voice thin with lack of breath. When the hobos saw they him coming, they frantically scattered out of his way. Yugi dropped to the floor and leaned over Bakura's body. "Bakura-kun! Are you alright?" he asked breathlessly. The fallen man half opened one wrinkled eyelid.
"Oh god, you're back…" the dark spirit groaned disgusted, wincing as though the former tomb robber couldn't stand the sight of him. Yugi grinned.
"Come on, we need to get some food in you," Yugi ordered pulling Bakura's shoulders off the ground so he was sitting up a little bit.
"You were supposed to have run away," Bakura muttered, too weak to resist. "I was supposed to be dead by now…" Yugi put Bakura's head on his lap.
"Sorry but I'm not going to let you die, not yet anyway," Yugi said firmly unpacking the contents of his grocery bag.
"Damn you bastard…" Bakura breathed through capped lips, eyes drooping. Yugi found a sandwich.
"Here, eat this," Yugi ordered holding the food up to Bakura's mouth. The white haired man looked at the foreign object with distaste. Yugi broke off a very small piece and placed it in Bakura's mouth. Bakura moved his jaw up and down a few times and then his mouth went slack, the piece of food falling out onto Yugi's leg.
'He's too weak to chew,' Yugi realized, a sick apprehensive feeling in his chest. 'You said you weren't going to let him die…' he reminded himself firmly. Hesitantly, Yugi broke off another piece of sandwich, placed it in his own mouth, chewed it and then spit it out into his hand.
"See if you can eat this," Yugi said. Bakura turned his head away.
"No way, never. That's gross," Bakura growled as threateningly as he could manage. Yugi roughly pried Bakura's mouth open and stuffed the already chewed food into his mouth and then forced it closed again, placing his hand on top so Bakura was unable to open it. Bakura glared weakly at him, tried to struggle and then gave up. Yugi saw the muscles in his throat move as he swallowed.
"Good, now another."
"I can't believe I've fallen this low," Bakura muttered darkly as Yugi prepared another piece. "I couldn't have just died, could I? No, you had to make me swallow pharaoh host spit. I hate this. I hate this fucking world. Damned mortal body."
Five more scraps of sandwich and mouthful of bottled water and Bakura was fast asleep. Yugi grinned at his success and then with great difficulty pulled the unconscious Bakura's body onto the couch where it could recover. Yugi wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, despite it being early spring; the weather was unusually warm. With a sigh Yugi sat back on the floor and helped himself to bottle of water.
An hour later Bakura woke up again, this time demanding more food. Yugi made a move to chew another piece for him but Bakura snatched the sandwich weakly out of his hands before he could break off another piece.
"I can chew my own food," he snapped coldly. Bakura tore a corner off the bread placed it in his mouth and sucked on it until it turned to mush and then eventually swallowed. Yugi grinned beneath his hand but didn't say anything. As long as Bakura was eating it didn't matter to him.
"I thought you wanted to die?" Yugi asked.
"And I thought you'd actually get taller after all these years, but I guess we're both disappointed," Bakura answered coldly. Yugi frowned but resisted the temptation to retort, after all Bakura was still injured. Slowly eating piece by piece, Yugi estimated it took Bakura an almost an hour to finish the whole sandwich.
"Give me your feet," Yugi ordered firmly. Bakura stared.
"What?" he questioned skeptically. Yugi grabbed Bakura's ankle and jerked it towards himself. Bakura winced and had a sharp in take of breath but didn't cry out. Yugi took a small tub of disinfectant out of the bag of stuff he had bought at the store and squeezed a fair amount onto Bakura's blistered foot. Bakura stared in curiosity and then screeched as Yugi rubbed the cream into his wounds. "What the hell! That fucking stings!" He pulled his foot away. Yugi glared at him.
"Stop complaining. You don't want it to get infected, do you?" Yugi said.
"Infected?" Bakura questioned, eyes narrowing suspiciously.
"Your skin will not heal properly and things will grow in your blood, you'll get a fever, start burning up, and then get even sicker and sicker until you eventually die. A very long and painful death," Yugi explained. Bakura grumbled, saying something about not caring about if he did die or not and Yugi dragged his ankle back across the couch and rubbed more stinging foul-smelling disinfectant on his cuts. Bakura hissed but didn't pull his foot away anymore.
"Bakura why did you kidnap me?" Yugi asked curiously, starting on Bakura's other foot. Bakura did not answer, his eyes glaring off in another direction. "Do you want revenge on Atemu?" Yugi prodded. Bakura did not answer for a while.
"I wanted someone to pay for me coming back to this world," Bakura spat, arms crossed firmly over his chest. Yugi noticed color was coming back into his face.
"You didn't want to come back?" Yugi asked. Bakura snorted.
"Of course not! I have no power anymore! I am weak, this body is weak," he growled looking angrily down at his chest. "I'd rather be in hell. I prefer the eternal darkness to this human shell." He looked up, glaring at the blue sky above his head. "I thought it was the pharaoh who brought me here. So I tracked you down and kidnapped you right in front of him." Bakura grinned mischievously at the memory. "He didn't even see it coming." Yugi remembered that moment as well. His gaze dropped, back slouching. If only Bakura had broke into the church two seconds later…
"So what now?" Yugi asked mildly, rolling up the leg of Bakura's pants to get at the cuts and wound further up. Bakura pulled his leg away. He grabbed the tube out of Yugi's hands forcefully and began working on the leg himself. Yugi turned his face politely as Bakura got the wounds that were on his upper thigh. "What are you going to do now that you have a hostage?" Bakura didn't answer, busing himself on rubbing disinfectant over his wounds. Yugi sighed. Bakura was obviously not the talkative type at the moment.
"Atemu can't remember why or even how he came back," Yugi continued casually. "We think it might be a reward or something for locking away the Sennen items…" Bakura let out a disbelieving snort.
"Reward? This?" he spat with a grim ironic smile. "No, this is punishment."
"How do you know?" Yugi asked, curious. "Do you remember anything before you came back to life?"
"That's none of you business," Bakura growled nastily, eyes hard and fixed.
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Yugi has got to be the nicest guy in existence, seriously. This chapter was inspired by the manga, of course, when Yami no Bakura comes in and helps Yugi win the game, Dragon, Dice and Dungeons against Otogi. At the end Yugi says something like: "I would like to think of Bakura as my friend…" (sigh) Heh, heh, Yugi's so naïve.
For the record, its not as though Yugi hasn't grown. He went through puberty and everything but he just didn't get as tall as everyone else, think of him as tall as Anzu. Bakura was just trying to make him feel bad because, well, Bakura's a jerk. The coolest jerk but still a jerk.
Next chapter: Lots of talking happens, you'll learn more things about Bakura. How are Ryou and Malik dealing with this? Jounouchi, Honda and Otogi go on a road trip and what the hell is Anzu up to?
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Response to Reviewers:
Jazhira: I know what you mean, Ryou and Bakura have to be together. You weren't supposed to know it was coming, that why that chapter was so awesome. HELL YEAH!
redconvoy: That's a good question, why didn't Bakura take Ryou? I guess because that would have been too easy. No, Ryou's in the dark for all of this.
pharaoh atemu's angel: I thought you Anzu haters would like that. GO YUGI! FIGHT FOR YOUR MAN!
LonelyTombRobber: (speechless) Thank you…. I'm so moved… (cries with happiness) YOU ROCK TOO! (sniff) Someone have a tissue?
Atemu Yugi Lover34: Well you know Bakura, what do you think he's going to do? Yes, yes, stupid Anzu, you ruined everything.
Ryuujitsu: Hm… I never thought of that before. Yeah, I didn't really that many changes to Yugi's personality, guess I was still thinking of him in anime, still the cute little short guy. Well it is Bakura; he's got that thing for dramatic entrances. Malik, poor Malik… Glad you liked it!
Yami Adritha: Plot twists are fun! Make the characters work for their relationships! Glad you loved it!
Talk It Out: Oh…. Damn. I worked on that dialog a lot too. I hope no one else noticed… I'll fix that. Don't worry about reviewing every chapter, your constructive criticism is always appreciated! Have you seen Doom arc? Atemu screams "AIBOU!" a lot! It's SO cute and sad! (cries)
Yami Yuugi: Yes! I recruited another nonbeliever! I was thinking of changing the summery just for that reason, but it seems to be doing alright. (dramatic music) ATEMU TO THE RESCUE!
just-heike: There's more fluff… eventually. Don't give up! I'll give you chocolate!
Master Elora Dannan: No he was aiming for Yugi. He's not thinking straight since he got out of hell. Poor insane psycho… Nice creative Anzu torture!
xamosy: Yep poor Yugi, nothing goes right for him. Thank you for your support!
Oroko: I was hoping more people would respond like that. I expected to cursed at and called names and stuff but it never happened. The next is coming!
Tal Zera: Like I said before, I can't read that chapter without giggling, it was so fun to write too. Yugi grabbing Anzu's hair was just a brilliant inspiration.
Hikari Kristy: YAHOO! Ryou/Bakura stuff! The only problem is Ryou has no idea where Bakura is. Poor Malik…
Yami Riyunoa: Anzu's not quite dead yet. She still got some evil tricks up her sleeve…
Jedi Queen 001: I know, isn't it awesome!
AngelTakio: Atemu popped out of Yugi's shoulder… or arm I guess. Are you reviewing every chapter? (looks again) OMG, you are… YOU ROCK! What? You have a problem with lesbians? Atemu gay? Nooooo… (sarcastic) GO FRANK! How many people do you got in that head of yours? (counts on fingers…)
Anora: Thank you! (bows)
Kuramarulez: How can you hate Bakura! Well, I can understand why Yami wants to kill him, but come on… He's the coolest! (sob) Go Atemu! Save your aibou! NOW!
Dragon C. Chan: (pets Yugi's head too)
Inami: I like that phrase "painfully funny". I might just have to steal it sometime. Desperation, love confessions and amazing gravity defying stunts all in the same chapter! YES!
MydridFox09: Hot? And genius too! Oo, new compliments! You're hot too! (dances with happiness) Thanks very very much! Glad you liked it!Hell's Sorrow: (is completely over whelmed) THANK YOU! Well, yes, I do have a twisted mind. Maybe that's cause I like I'm torturing (emotional torture) the characters and the readers! Mwahahahaha. Nope it's not ending any time soon. Your fan… (squeals and glomps with happiness)
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