CHAPTER 5
White fluffy clouds danced past the airliner as it dashed across the crimson splashed sapphire sky. Dawn had just started to approach night, asking sweetly if the time for exchange had arrived. Bright yellows darted across the wide expanse, like arrows flying straight and true to their archer's direction.
Ryou sighed lightly as he turned away from the highlighted sky; it was a beautiful scene no doubt but a strangely melancholic one as well. He turned to his left to speak to Bakura, but stopped short just before his question left his lips. His Dark was lost in his thoughts as he absently fingered the buttons on his shirt that usually hovered over the Sennen Ring, which was no longer with them. Before they had left Japan they had had the Ring sent back to Ishizu back in Egypt. They had no more need of it, and without it the Nameless one could not track them down.
Ryou brought his own hand to the spot where his Ring used to rest against. It felt strangely empty and yet there was a feeling of freedom that came with it. With the Ring, before, he used to feel very contained and confined. Without it, he felt as if he had been taken off his leash and set free. The Ring had been no more than a symbol, as Bakura and he found out some years after coming together. Their powers worked through the Ring because for so long they had believed that is was the source of their power, when in truth, THEY themselves were the vassels. They found out about this in a rather sad, regrettable memory of Bakura coming back to hurt Ryou after Ryou had first attempted to destroy the Ring. It was then that they realized that they could activate their various powers as long as the wanted to, the Ring had nothing to do with it.
Ryou sighed once more, glanced at Bakura from the corner of his eye and turned back to the window. It would not be too long before they landed. Ryou drew in a deep breath and tried to clam his nerves. As he continued to stare out at the all too happy dawning day, he thought back about the past few days.
Roughly a week a go, he had asked Seto to send him a pair of tickets to anywhere in the world, he didn't care, neither did Bakura. Seto, true to his nature, agreed without any questions for his ex, did as he was asked and that was that. Ryou didn't know if he did it because he still felt something for him or because he felt that it was his duty to as his ex. Whatever the reason, Ryou was glad that he didn't ask him why because he knew he wouldn't have been able to answer. Less than an hour after that painful conversation, he had received the tickets. He had smiled when he had received his tickets from the mail-man, they were for a one way trip to Australia. It was a long flight from Japan to Australia, but Ryou hoped that it would be worth it.
Worried that they might somehow be followed to Germany, they had decided to change their names. A bit. Their last names were now Jeagger, first names, Ryan and Bryon, they were to be identical twin brothers with Bakura be the elder one, naturally. To go with their new names they had decided to change their looks as well. Bakura, not surprisingly, had at first insisted that they keep their long white locks, Ryou had had a hard time convincing him that it was okay and perfectly 'normal' to do so. Bakura however stood firm and only backed down when Ryou reminded him that Yami liked him for his long snowy hair. Right after that, Bakura immediately had his hair dyed a dark blue-black with dark purple highlights and his hair was kept in a neat, long cue; Ryou hadn't been able to convince him to cut his hair no matter his argument. Ryou himself opted to au natural, although natural in his case would have been white, since he was to be Bakura's twin, he decided to go for plain jet black hair that was also kept long, but in a high ponytail instead. For the entire look to work they had to change their style of dressing as well. Bakura, surprisingly, went for a more scholarly, prep school look by adding a pair of blue tinted frameless glass to his wardrobe of plain white shirts, black slacks and simple brown loafers while Ryou went for a more gothic look, dressing in mostly in black with spikes and even with heavy eyeliner. When they had looked at each other for the first time after the change Bakura had commented that they had reversed roles.
Now as they sat side by side, if anyone could guess who they really were as a pair, they would never have guessed who was really who. Ryou looked over to Bakura and found that he had fallen asleep, he looked peaceful in respose, but still seemed haunted in some way. Ryou knew he looked the same way as well, and he knew too well the both of them shared the same weary expressions even in sleep. Ryou sighed, yet again, and turned to the window in an attempt to fall asleep, they still had a while to go with nothing to do, and he expected to have a lot to do once they reached Australia.