Chapter Nine
Your guardian angel will loose the plot and give you blue hair and blond eyes
They say you should face your problems and not run from them. Ryou was doing the opposite of what they said. Who was 'they' anyway?
He had run. Away from the one that he'd vowed to give nothing but love to. The one whom he'd given affection during his time of depression and inner angst. Away from the one who'd crushed his heart worse than anyone. Possibly because he had been his first ever lover. But that was beside the point. All he knew was that Yuugi used him, at least that's how he perceived it, but somehow he knew he wasn't that far from the truth. As he looked back with a clouded vision he saw Yami taking Yuugi into his arms and comforting him. It wasn't fair. Hadn't Yami been the one who caused all of this? Wasn't it all Yami's fault?
Ryou had a serious dislike for the older boy. But as he sat in a far corner of the campus with tears spilling from his doe brown eyes, he could care less. His mind reeling with few days he was with Yuugi. Said tri-colored haired boy never gave it a chance in his opinion. But…weren't the signs there? He wasn't that enthusiastic, he was still mourning over the loss of his precious Yami, the thought bitterly.
They say life wasn't fair. This time 'they' were right.
Mariku sighed in frustration. A while back he had lost sight of his runaway bunny. But then, he wasn't exactly well liked, running was a needed skill. He felt rather guilty, being put in the same category as those who caused poor Ryou to run like hell hounds were on his heels. To him they probably were. He sighed yet again and began to look for him again.
It wasn't completely hopeless. He heard nearly quiet sobs in a corner behind a building. Shrouded in shadows and behind a bush covered in cobwebs sat his white-haired beauty. His face was red and puffy and tears still ran down his pink cheeks. Mariku's hard violet eyes softened at the endearing, yet sad sight.
Ryou had noticed the other presence, obviously. But then Mariku had stepped on that fucking twig.
He looked rather frightfully at the pointy-haired demon. He failed to notice the look wasn't that of aggression but of slight pity and maybe compassion. So he coward deeper into the shadows of the cobweb bush. Mariku advanced slightly. He felt trapped and helpless, sitting there looking like a deer caught in head lights.
Mariku paused…
"I'm not going to hurt you." He said in a tone he couldn't quite place. It sounded annoyed, but concerned, and maybe slightly hurt?
Ryou looked at him skeptically. He wasn't sure if he should believe him or not. But since it really didn't matter at the current time he chose to. He sat up a little straighter. He gave Mariku a curious look. If he wasn't there to hurt him then what did he want? His lunch money was already spent. He decided to voice inquiry.
Mariku knelt down as part of his response. "I was just checking up on you." He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Ryou tilted his head adorably in confusion. His tears had subsided. Mariku chuckled. He brushed a stray tear from his cheek affectionately. Ryou turn a bright shade of crimson.
If he didn't like Ryou so much Mariku would have smack Yuugi upside the head. How could he not like Ryou? The boy was the angelic image of beauty. Mariku almost gagged at his own thoughts. Angelic? Beauty? He had never used so many sweet words in a sentence before. But then. This was Ryou. He couldn't help but notice that the comparisons he made were very…cheesy. Some might call it corny to call someone an angel. To describe someone's beauty as radiant and captivating was just something so clichéd. And yet, why try to come up with something new when the old works so well. When nothing new can replace the old adjectives that tend to describe the most wonderful of people, in body and spirit.
And he decided. As far as Ryou was concerned being romantic wasn't a bad thing. But his prolonged silence was probably confusing the poor boy even more.
"I saw you run off." He explained simply. It was all very simple really.
Ryou blushed again. It looked like a new shade of red because Mariku had never seen it before.
"Oh." He said quietly. He paused with what seemed like uncertainty. "Why?"
It was Mariku's turn to be a bit confused. "Why what?"
"Why did you come after me?"
Mariku tapped Ryou's forehead with his forefinger.
"Idiot." He said playfully, "I was concerned." And that wasn't a feeling he tossed around lightly.
Ryou's blush deepened, if that was possible.
His curious nature had taken over his conscious. And the word 'why' found itself playing at his lips again.
"Why?"
He was in fear of sounding redundant. But it was the only way to get answers to confusing answers. Well confusing to him. They sounded pretty straight forward.
Mariku rolled his eyes. "Do I have to spell it out?" He sounded a bit annoyed. And that caused Ryou to unconsciously shrink back into his cobweb bush. "I care about you." He finished looking down rather pissy at the dry grass.
Ryou paused. Not knowing how to respond to that. There were three ways to care for a person. One was to care for like a friend, two was to care for like a lover, and three was to care for like family. And he'd hardly had any of that. (His dad was always gone. It came with being an archeologist) He wasn't sure how to distinguish it. But somehow he got the feeling it was more than friendship…perhaps this is how Yuugi felt. Take what's in front of you and try not to look back. Suddenly he felt bad for his friend.
Had Ryou pushed him into something that he didn't want? He sighed and decided to dwell on that later. Right now he had another pressing matter to deal with. Mariku, who he was afraid would turn back to being a bully if he stayed quiet for too long.
He still didn't know how to respond, but he couldn't help but smile. It meant one less enemy. And oh god did he want to ask why the hell Mariku would care for someone like him. But he wasn't oblivious to the annoyed tone that the darker one took when he continued to question his feelings. The fact he cared was good enough. It made him feel special. And bubbly. But he wasn't going to say that.
"I'm glad." He said in the end. He wasn't sure how that tied to anything though.
It was good enough. That he was glad he had some affection coming form someone who was going to get his ass kicked for such sentimental feelings. But of course not from his closest friends. Especially when his brother was about to get married. Lovely. He'd be related to a psycho. But that was beside the point. He looked over at Ryou who was now shaking something from his hair. Obviously a spider had decided to get better acquainted with those soft white locks of Ryou's hair.
He couldn't help but laugh a little. He didn't say anything as he stood up and offered his hand.
Ryou accepted and was pulled rather easily to his feet. Mariku wondered how well this kid's diet was.
He was disappointed when the shrill bell rang across the campus. Once again signaling their imprisonment. How sad. Ryou's eyes automatically began to scan the student body. No doubt searching for a tri-colored star head. He wondered why. In a way he was kind of put down by the fact that it was obvious Ryou still had lingering feelings for Yuugi. Stupid Yuugi. Caused everybody nothing but pain. But then again if his friend and his Ryou like him, then he couldn't bring that midget any pain. Darn.
Ryou sighed and looked down. Mission failed. And Mariku's spirits lifted. He decided to walk Ryou to class. It was a nice gesture. And he'd do a lot to get on his good side. Ryou blushed the entire way.
It was sweet for Mariku to walk him to class like that. His mind was asking him 'why', 'why, ''why, ''why' over and over and over again. Yes he was quite oblivious. But they do say ignorance is bliss. Man 'they' can be annoying with their stupid correct statements on life. They had soon approached their destination. Much faster than if Ryou had gone by himself. Mariku was respected and feared. It was a common law amongst the student body.
They both paused at the door way. Ryou could have sworn he saw something akin to affection ghost by in Mariku's dead-like violet eyes. But perhaps he was imagining it. He smiled cutely.
"Thank you for walking me to class Mariku-san." He said rather formally.
Mariku slightly cringed.
He leaned in closer so his lips were by Ryou's ear. His breath brushed the sensitive flesh causing Ryou to shiver. He loved their close proximity.
"Don't be so formal Ryou." He smirked and took up straight again. "I'll see you after school." And he departed leaving a red Ryou behind to walk into the class room rather flustered. Oh he loved being him. Such bower over anything with his good looks and charm.
He kept his smirk until he walk into the next class in which he automatically sneered at the teacher. Taking his seat he waited for Yami. He had a couple of things to talk to him about.
Of course Yami didn't intend to arrive early to his next class. Him and Yuugi were having a very nice conversation out side his next class. Well, it was more like reassuring but he felt needed and he liked being the one that Yuugi ran to when he needed comforting or advice. Love did that.
"Do you think he hates me?" He questioned in slight panic.
Yami chuckled. "No, love, I don't think he does. One can never hate an angel such as you."
Yuugi blushed. "Yami." He moaned/whined.
Yami chuckled once again and gave Yuugi's tush a small push. "Get in there and make up." He said smiling lightly.
Oh yes everything seemed to fall into place after all the drama. It would do well to say that they all lived happily ever after and fucked like bunnies every night. But where would the fun be in that? That is why envy is one of the seven deadly sins.
"Class we're announcing the transfer of a new student from Yokohama."
Everyone gasped.
Yuugi, who sat across from Ryou, gave the albino a curious glance. Yes they were all intrigued. Automatically there were rumors flying like birds after hearing a gun shot.
Slightly blushing because of their unfortunate break up earlier that day, they too shyly conversed about the new student.
"Of course," Continued the teacher, slightly irritated. "He will not be showing up until next Monday."
They all slightly groaned but continued to gossip away anyway. It was kind of annoying.
As the mindless idiots droned on about this new kid Ryou and Yuugi took a minute to pause in all of this excitement.
Yuugi looked down at his desktop and blushed.
"I'm really sorry Ryou." He said lamely.
Ryou shook his head and patted Yuugi's tri-colored spikes. "Don't worry you spiky head over it." He joked.
Yuugi smiled and held out his hand. "Friends?"
"Friends."
Well that's it for Chapter nine. Sorry I couldn't make it longer but my head wouldn't let me. The next chapter might be the YamixYuugi lemon. But I'm not sure. I know I'm evil. Adding another twist like that.Bwuahaha! smirk I justcouldn't help it. I love messing with their lives.Sounds cruel but all you authors know what I'm talking about. I don't know who to make the transfers student be, though. I'm debating whether it should be Otogi, or whether it should be Amelda. Either way they're both kinda fruity and they both look capable of raping Yuugi….I've said too much….