Hi everybody! WOW! I am soooo happy that people enjoy my story! Yay!
Sorry this one is so late (I could throw a bunch of excuses at you, but I'm sure you don't want to hear them), but I hope you enjoy it now. It figures that as soon as I lay down a deadline for myself I miss it. Ironic, ne? Same formatting ideas as before, so if you don't understand, perhaps you should read the first two chapters ;-).
And, honestly, I really have to give credit to Lizeth (http: for her wonderful work. It really inspired me to write, and Yami and Ryou's relationship reflects that.
Also! There may be a new title coming up. Two White Haired Bishies' Paths Cross is a handful to write so something slimmer may come up. Perhaps: Thief King Meets Half Demon. Just keep a look out!
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Bakura jumped back onto the curb. "Whoa!"
"Watch where ya goin' ya bum!" a surly cab driver yelled out the window while shaking his fist.
"Hey! I'm walking here!" Bakura yelled back.
/Yami? Where are we going/ Ryou meekly asked. Yami was in control and that meant Ryou was generally kept in the dark.
/I told you. We're going to take in a little culture./ Yami walked across the street careful to miss any cab drivers. He stepped on to the opposite curb and walked down the street turning the corner with a swoosh of his black trench.
/It's time for you to learn about what I do on the weekends. Actually the Friday before a weekend./ Yami walked up the steps of a large building.
/Wait a second./ Ryou stammered. /Where are we/ He realized all too soon, however, that they were in the threshold of the Museum of Natural History. /Yami/
/Shut up, fool. I'm here on business./ Yami bypassed a peppy looking tour guide as Ryou caught a glimpse of the pamphlets that she was trying to hand out.
/Ancient Egyptian artifacts/
Yami looked up at a sign on the wall and was about to turn left towards the exhibit, when another perky tour guide appeared and blocked him.
"Hello sir," she chimed in sugary sweetness. "Today we are showing artifacts from before 1050 BC from Egypt." She shoved a pamphlet at him.
"No, thanks," Yami stepped out of the way. She followed him.
"Really, sir." She said smiling a bubblegum smile. "I would recommend that you join our tour group. It's sure to be fascinating."
"No, really, I'm fine," Yami tried to step to the left to avoid her, but she matched him step for step.
"The experience will definitely be enlightening, and I'm sure that you will learn something," she cocked her head in a condescending manner.
/I don't think we'll ever get away/ Ryou said exasperated.
Yami sighed. /I guess we'll have to join the group, then ditch it later on./ Yami situated himself in the back behind a large sweaty tourist and her large sweaty husband.
/Eww/ Ryou gagged. /Do we have to stand behind them/
/This way we can sneak off during the tour and not be seen, nimrod./
"Let's start out," the tour guide said her voice too nauseatingly sweet to focus on, "with the ancient Egyptian tools." She strolled casually towards a glass display case. "This is a shadouf, it was used to raise water from the Nile, to help with irrigation. And this-"
/-Is the most pointless thing we have ever done./ Bakura snarled. /I'm gonna make a dive for the door./
"And now, for the real Egyptian treasure," the guide chirped. "The Pharaoh's Pearl-"
Anyone who was looking at Bakura at that moment would have seen the biggest double take ever performed. It was like his eyeballs had practically fallen out.
/Did I hear treasure?/
/Oh, boy. Hear we go again./
"The Pharaoh's Pearl was found in 1936 by Professor A. B. Hawkins in the tomb of Pharaoh Atemuyamikumen. (a/n: XD go ahead, sound it out). Archeologists have carbon dated this piece, and found that it is more than 3000 years old." The guide stepped to the left and revealed an onyx jewel. Upon closer inspection the stone had gold insets depicting a pharaoh with spiky hair standing next to a big triangle.
/Well, I'll be damned./ Ryou said softly. /If it isn't the pharaoh himself./
Yami, in the meantime, had been quietly calculating. /Yes./ He growled. /He does seem to show up in the most unusual places./
/Yami/ Ryou asked cautiously. /Is that the real reason we came? Are you scoping out a job/
Yami chose not to answer, but instead to grin wickedly. He placed his fingertips together and smirked. With that menacing action, he looked up studied his surroundings.
/Yes,/ Yami sneered. /This will do nicely./
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Kagome paced in her room. She had cleaned it twice; making sure to vacuum every square inch of carpet and dust every square inch of shelving. She even fluffed her pillows, putting away her favorite stuffed animals and taking out a very adult looking blanket (ie. Boring) to cover her stained comforter.
Why am I stressing about this? It's just a boy I met in class, and he's just coming over to help me with my math homework. It's not like it's a date or anything.
She stopped pacing and walked over to a window. Outside, the leaves were falling lazily from the trees as her grandfather, just as lazily, raked them up. Kagome watched as her little brother snuck up behind her grandfather and scared the living daylights out of him. He jumped about three feet into the air, and landed in his giant leaf pile.
Kagome took out her bottle of jewel shards and held it tightly in her fingers.
I wonder if InuYasha misses me? I have been gone for a long time. I should probably go back tomorrow. I hope they're doing all right without me.
She turned from the window and looked at her clock. 5:30. Only a half-hour to go.
I wonder what InuYasha is doing right now?
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"Dammit," InuYasha swore. "Where is she?"
"Calm down, InuYasha," Miroku was meditating nearby on a rock. "She'll be back soon enough. In the meantime-"
"Enough with the meantime! It's been a week! This is ridiculous!" InuYasha snapped.
"If you're so worried, why not go after her, InuYasha?" Shippo chimed, "I'm sure that if she saw you, she'd be ready to come back."
"Yeah," InuYasha looked wistfully towards the horizon. "I think I'll go after her."
"You'd better hurry," Sango warned. "It'll be dark so-"
Before she could even finish her sentence, he was gone.
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Ryou trudged up the doorsteps.
/Damn, I'm late./
/Don't look at me, fool. It wasn't my fault the bicycle tire popped./
/You could at least have helped me patch it./
/I'm busy./ Yami snapped.
/Busy with what/
/None of your business./
/That means it's probably illegal./
/Let's get one thing straight./ Yami threatened. /How I decide to spend my time is up to me. You have nothing to do with it. And you'd better watch yourself or there might be an incident./
/What kind of incident/ Ryou asked, the panic in his voice slowly rising.
/Let's just say that I will eventually get control, and there will be nothing you can do about it./
/Che./
Ding Dong
"I've got it!" Kagome yelled as she stampeded down the stairs. She took a quick look in the mirror, and opened the door. Before her stood a very tired, but very alert Ryou.
"Hi!" Kagome said cheerfully as she stepped aside to let him in.
"Hi," Ryou replied, worn out. "Sorry I'm late…my bike got a flat, and I had to walk and…"
"It's alright," Kagome reassured him. "You're only thirty minutes late anyway."
"Hello," Ryou heard a raspy voice behind him. He turned and came face to face with an old man.
"Uh, Hi," Ryou stammered. "Uh, Kagome? Who's the old man that's staring at me?"
Kagome blushed. "Grandpa! Cut that out." She paused. "Ryou this is my grandfather."
"Nice to meet you, sir," Ryou held out his hand, but the old man didn't shake it. He instead walked around the hand and got quite close to Bakura.
"You remind me of someone," he pondered, face inches away from Ryou's. "I can't put my finger on it, but there is someone you resemble."
/The geezer has one-and-a-half seconds to get out of my face or I swear I'll-/
"Grandpa!" Kagome panicked. "Why don't you go help mom with dinner?" She grabbed the old man by the shoulders and pushed him in the direction of the kitchen.
"Sorry about that," Kagome apologized. "My family's kinda weird."
"It's alright," Ryou said, holding in a snicker. Yami Bakura was still freaking out about being in close proximity with someone over the age of 33.
"By the way, do you want to stay for dinner? My mom's making spring rolls," Kagome inquired politely.
"Yeah," Ryou said. "Sure."
/As long as I don't have to sit by the old fogey, I'll be fine./
"Good!" Kagome exclaimed. "We probably have time to get some studying in-"
"Kagome!" a voice from the kitchen called. "Come set the table!"
"Uh, I guess we'll eat first!" Kagome said, cheerful as always. She led the white haired hikari into the kitchen.
As soon as Kagome walked into the kitchen with Ryou, her mother asked, "Who's your friend, Kagome?"
"Everyone, this is Ryou. He's going to help me with my math," she introduced.
"Kagome's got a boyfriend! Kagome's got a boyfriend!" Souta taunted loudly.
Kagome and Ryou both blushed. "He's not my boyfriend!" Kagome yelled at the top of her lungs. She proceeded to chase Souta around her kitchen. "Come back here you little squirt!"
"So," Kagome's mother talked to Ryou as though there wasn't a wrestling match going on in her kitchen, "have you and Kagome known each other long? I don't think I've heard your name before."
"I just moved here," Ryou explained.
"Where from?" Kagome's grandpa asked, sneaking up on Ryou AGAIN.
/What is it with this old guy and standing behind me!/ Yami Bakura tried to gain control of Ryou's arm so he could whap the gentlemen on the forehead, but Ryou resisted.
/Please./ He begged. /No problems tonight./
"I moved here from Domino city," Ryou explained thoughtfully trying to calm down his darker half.
"Wasn't there a tournament there, not too long ago?" Souta asked, strained. Kagome had him in a headlock.
"Yeah, Duel Monsters," Ryou replied.
"I love that game!" Souta exclaimed shaking off his sister. "Do you know Yugi Moto?"
/Why does that runt get all the credit?/
"He's one of my best friends."
/Or was, until I left./
/Would you stop crying over that! Friends aren't good for you, remember? Things happen./ Yami's mouth curled into a sneer.
"That's so cool!" Souta geeked out. "Can you get me his autograph?"
"Souta! Will you stop interrogating him?" Kagome asked. "He's my guest!"
"Come put silverware on the table, Souta," Kagome's mom said calmly.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Ryou asked as Kagome's little brother trudged reluctantly towards his mother.
"Oh, no, dear. Please, sit down," Her mother replied gently.
/…/
/What is it, fool?/
/She called me "dear"./
/Yeah, moron, it's a pet name. Like muffin, or love-nut./
/I know what it means! It's just that I haven't been called dear since…mother./
/…/
/Yami/ Ryou asked.
/What?/ he snapped, annoyed.
/Do you miss your family/
/Enough. We aren't speaking of this anymore. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to plan a job./ Yami Bakura sneered retreating into his soul room.
Kagome's mom set the rolls onto the table. "Dinner is served!"
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After everyone had eaten and fully questioned Ryou, Kagome rose from the table.
"Well, Ryou, I suppose we should start studying," she sighed.
Ryou got up as well, "It was really nice meeting all of you."
"Have fun studying, you two," Kagome's mom said.
"Yes, and keep the door OPEN! I don't want any great grandchildren for awhile!" Grandpa shouted.
Kagome turned a bright shade of red, but not as bright as Ryou. "GRANDPA!" She whipped around and grabbed Ryou's wrist, dragging him up the stairs.
"Kagome, you're hurting me," the white-haired boy whispered. Kagome pulled him into her room.
"Sorry," Kagome quickly let go, sitting down on her bed. "My family can be so embarrassing some times. What about your family?"
"Mine?" Ryou panicked. Should he tell her about his family?
/Fool, if you don't do it, I will./ Yami threatened.
/Why/
/Mostly, I just want to see you squirm. Now, do it. Or I swear I'll-/ Yami slowly tried to take control.
/Fine, fine. I'll do it./ Ryou reluctantly gave in.
"I don't really have a family…" Ryou said then jumped into his whole story.
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"The sun's already down, so I'll just sneak around to Kagome's window," InuYasha thought as he climbed out of the well. "Won't she be excited to see me."
InuYasha crept out of the shrine and up to the house. "When I see her, I'm going to chew her out for staying so long. It's been forever since she's been back. I'm sure she's had enough time to do what ever she needed to."
He came along the side of the house. "Which room is Kagome's again?" He counted windows. "She's gonna be mad when I interrupt whatever she's doing up there. Oh well."
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As Ryou's story came to a close, he had tears in his eyes. Kagome stared at the floor, unusually quiet.
"…And now I live alone," he finished. He wiped his eyes.
"Oh, Ryou," Kagome said sympathetically. She looked up at him. He looks so sad. I wish there was something I could do for him. Before Ryou knew what was happening, Kagome had her arms around him. "I'm so sorry," she said muffled into his shoulder.
At first, Ryou was surprised. She was hugging him. But after awhile, he put his arms around her as well. It felt…well, good. Neither of them heard the window open, but they both heard a muffled gasp.
Kagome looked up. Her eyes turned wide. "Uhhh, hi, InuYasha," she greeted the half-demon standing in her bedroom. "How's it going?"
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TBC.
Heh, heh, I hope this chapter meets your approval. There should be another one soon (and I mean 'soon' as whenever I can sit down and force myself to write). Remember: REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!