1Thanx to all of u who reviewed my story with sweet comments. Nothing feed a writer better than comments/reviews to tell them how their story is coming along from different viewpoints. I just drew a Neji picture and he's blushing and he's holding a scroll. It's for nejifan. I dunno what that has to do with the story but anyway...
Bakura: Can you just on with the damn story so you don't keep me in tension!
Me: throws knife at him Impatience! When will you learn?
Bakura was now faced with an impossible decision: should he help the Ryou in the soul room, or the laboring Ryou? In the end he decided to help the Ryou in real life, because if that one died, the other would die along with it. He didn't know why, it had always been that way, and besides, it was technically the laws of physics, right? Then again, he didn't believe in physics...did he? He snapped back to real life with a sudden jolt and the first thing he realized was that they were in the hospital. He looked around him, slowly adjusting to his surroundings. Ryou was in a clean white bed a few feet away, connected to all different kinds of machines and wires and needles. He didn't seem to be having contractions any more, so Bakura immediately assumed that Ryou had already given birth, he was dead, the baby was dead, or he had been given an epidermal. A cry from a baby answered his question. A nurse walked up to him with a bundle in her arms. She slowly handed it to Bakura, who reached out his arms for it.
"Congratulations, Mr. Bakura. You have a baby boy!" the nurse said with joy in her voice. As Bakura cuddled his newly born child, her expression changed from joy to solemnity.
"Um...But there's just one slight problem..." Bakura looked up from his son and his eyes clashed with the nurse's.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Well first of all, you'll have to name the boy yourself. Your husband never did. He never got the chance to. He's...um...how do I explain all this? Well...your husband is currently on life support, and we'll have to take him off it soon. There are other patients in this hospital who need the life support more than your husband does."
"Who in the world would need it more?" Bakura asked, challenging her.
"Hmm...let me get those charts, and we'll see..." The nurse reached for a clipboard behind her and flipped open the pages until she got about halfway.
"Yami Mutou, Seto Kaiba, Jounoichi Wheeler, Hiroto Honda, Serenity Wheeler, Mokuba Kaiba, and others not worth mentioning." Bakura gasped. The whole gang was in the hospital and here he was trying to save Ryou, who he knew wouldn't live anyway. The whole world was turning upside down on his head. Well...he did have a new son. But like the Equivalent Exchange in that show Full Metal Alchemist Ryou was always watching, a life for a life. It seemed fair. But when you had to choose between two loved ones, it didn't matter who you chose to die, your heart was ripped apart either way. It was like that now. Bakura didn't really want Ryou to die, but he didn't want his newborn son to die either. He would rather kill himself, but then his child would be left parentless and probably stuck in an orphanage where he would probably never know about who his real parents were or what they did or anything else like that. Heck, the kid might not even know his own bloodtype! (Don't worry. I don't know my own bloodtype either.) That would be bad. Bakura thought it might not be such a good idea to commit suicide. After all, when Ryou went to the afterlife he was destined to go to, a heavenly place where the tomb robber felt sure he could never go, or even think about going, he sure wouldn't want his yami to die just because he was depressed. He was pretty sure Ryou would kill him with lightning bolts or eye daggers wherever he was. He could not escape the danger Ryou would inflict on him, or the look Ryou would probably give him. The look was strong but it looked like it belonged to the weakest and humblest person on the Earth. It was a mixture of disappointment, anxiety, pain, strength, and weakness. It was poisonously strong, and Bakura felt ashamed of himself when Ryou shot him that look.
The tomb robber took a deep breath, then said, "Ok.. Take him off life support if you must."