WhiteMageRyou: Theres an atempt at suicide in this chapter .. so if you don't want to read it than ... well .. you don't have to read it but you won't know whats going on in certain parts... anyway, like I've been saying I don't own ygo
---Yugi---
I couldn't help but hate him. The anger inside me was hard to contain. Why did he have to come here? Hadn't he already caused enough pain? "Just leave!" I shot out at him before he could answer me on why he was here.
"Please… I didn't mean-."
That was as far as he got. Even I was surprised by what happened. I was suddenly on top of him, my hands balled into fists and flying at his face. He let out a cry and tried to stop me. His eyes turned evil and his hair wild.
"Why did you have to come back here!" I screamed. His strength was far greater than mine now. He grabbed my wrists and flipped me off of him, now going on top of me.
"My business isn't with you." He hissed out. His hand flew down into my cheek.
'Yugi!'
Before I knew it, I had lost control over my body and was pushed back. I blinked and looked at the pharaoh fighting with him.
"Don't ever touch Yugi!"
His eyes narrowed. "Then keep him in order and out of the way pharaoh!"
He was about to say something back but Mokubas' voice over powered everything.
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" his voice echoed through the halls and left all of us stunned.
I was thrown back into my body as Ryou got off of me. I noticed he was even skinnier from five years ago, but taller and his white hair was longer, going almost to his waist.
Ryou looked down, not daring to look Mokuba in the eyes.
Mokuba walked over to him and looked down at him. "Do you have a place to stay?"
Ryou flinched as if Mokuba was going to hit him. I was taken back. Did Mokuba just ask if Ryou had a place to stay?
"Well, do you?" He asked.
"No…" Ryou whispered.
"Go prepare one of the guest bedrooms."
I opened my mouth to say something but Mokuba had alreadystarted walking away.
---Ryou---
I still don't know why I came… I just felt as if… I owed Mokuba my dearest apology for what my other half did… but can I really say that? I didn't try to stop him … I could have insisted that he not drive…then maybe Kaiba would still be here…
When Yugi jumped on me … I knew I deserved to be hit… and my other half knew it … so why did he take over and hit Yugi?
I fallowed the maid into the bedroom, my head down. I couldn't get over how nice Mokuba was being to me.
"Lunch will be served in an hour. I'll leave you to get settled. If you need anything please don't hesitate to ask." She said closing the door. I stood there for a while, unsure of what to do.
'Are you going to stand there like an idiot or are you going to start thinking of how to say sorry?'
I looked at Bakura. He didn't appear in front of me much, he mostly just took over my body when he wanted.
"I…"
'Don't think I'll be there to help you. I spent most of the time in jail protecting you, so this you're doing on your own Yadonushi'
"I can do things on my own!" I said rudely. I turned away from him. He snicked, sending a chill up my spin. When ever he laughed at me … it wasn't a good thing.
'Yadonushi, you've learned nothing.'
I bit my lower lip. "I've learned enough not to listen to you…"
'Is that so? Well you know you're just my host, you mean nothing to me … but once you learn to listen to me, I can teach you many things.' He said also starting to push me into the ring, which was a sign he wanted to have control.
"Please don't do anything to make Mokuba or Yugi more upset…" Ipleaded before giving up.
---Yugi---
I sat in the garden, playing with the engagement ring. With a sigh, I looked up at the sky.
"I don't have any regrets."
I jumped a bit and looked at Bakura. He sat down next to me. I started to move away but he grabbed my wrist.
"You have no reason to hate me, besides the fact I've been trying to kill you, but Ryou is your friend."
I didn't say anything at first, but the pharaoh pushed it upon me to ask. "Why did you come here?"
"Ryou thinks it'd be best if he gave an apology to Mokuba." He smirked. "What good would it do but bring up old pains?"
I looked at him, studying his face. "…You know … Mokuba hasn't been able to go to Kaiba's grave…"
He looked into my eyes. "He hasn't? … We were there before we came here."
"He's…changed a lot. He buries himself in his work like…"
"Like Kaiba did…" Ryou finished. His eyes looked softer and his hair more tame. I nodded and went back to playing with the ring.
"He's becoming more and more like Kaiba every day… and …" I looked off to the side. "He's been freaking out lately … yesterday the maids told me he screamed and knocked over some dishes after looking down at the table… and then when I came back from class..we were working out when he suddenly threw a weight at the mirror and screamed 'Seto' …"
Ryou moved closer to me. "He misses him… and not going to his grave… that could be eating away at him…" He patted my shoulder. "He needs you more than ever."
I closed my eyes. I felt as if I could just start crying … Mokuba was depressed and I didn't see anyway I could help him.
---Mokuba---
I lay on the floor of my bedroom. Seeing Ryou … it brought back so much… The battle city tournament … I had helped Seto with it… I had stood by his side watching…
I remember how all I wanted was to see Yugi duel … and then when all the shadow games started … I began to wish Seto and Yugi would drop out after seeing what could happen to them… but they wouldn't.
I heard the door open, instantly knowing it was Yugi. He laid downbeside me but didn't say anything.
"Yugi…" I looked at him, he looked back at me. "Yes?"
I wanted to cry on his shoulder .. but I stopped myself. "Is Ryou comfortable in his room?"
Yugi nodded. He had always seemed to understand how I didn't want to cry. I didn't want to be weak…I didn't want to break...
---Yugi---
At lunch none of us spoke… I watched Ryou ask Mokuba if they could speak… I didn't say anything as they got up and left the room. I sat there poking what was left on my plate with my fork... the maids cleared the table, so I sat there, looking down at the black cloth that now covered the table.
After a few minutes I figured I should go do something to get my mind off of everything. I changed into a baggy shirt and shorts and went into the gym. I turned on the radio and started doing laps around the track. Just my luck …a slow opra-ish songstarted to play. The mood of the song fit my own…the woman singing in the language I didn't know... she sounded sad..I felt as if Mokuba had grown distant from me… He didn't talk to me like he used to…may the woman singing felt this way about her love?
I stopped running and looked down at the reflection in the pool. I was letting this get to me too much… Mokuba loved me; why else would he ask me to marry him? … I sat down against a wall and started to think.
I heard the door burst open and someone run in. I started to get up.
Mokuba stood in front of the pool, a small knife in his hand… what was he… "NO!"
He dropped the knife... but I... I hadn't ...I didn't yell in time. Drops of rich, red blood exuded from his hand to the ground. He swayed a bit back and forth before falling.
He barley glanced at me as he fell in. The splash was small… I watched him sink to the bottom. The deep red cloud floated around his arm.
"Mokuba! What the hell!" I cried out. I ran to the pool and jumped in. I swam as hard as I could. Going up for a breath of air, I pulled my shirt off, it was slowing me down. I dove back under the water, trying to reach him. He looked at me … and smiled! He was smiling! It was a sad smile... as if he was sorry ... he looked upward as a bubble of air floated out of his mouth.
I grabbed him and rushed to get him up. I was feeling light headed from the lack of air, but it didn't matter to me. I just had to get Mokuba out.
… no… I choked on the water… my lungs hurt… everything was going dark… I had to… we were so close to the surface… but...Mokuba … his eyes were already closed … I felt us drifting down .. not up and...myself… I couldn't…hold on… I just…
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