A/N: Hey there people. It's me once more, here to report to you the newest chapter in the Bloodiest Rose series. Heh, anyway, I hope you like it, I just came up with it. Aye, if you don't I already apologize for whatever and such. Well then, it's time to go on with the story of Ryou.

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Yugi thought about his friend's expression just the other second. Ryou seemed to be in trouble, but it had passed over so quick. Was Yugi just imagining it all? He may have just conjured the thought up… his mind may be playing tricks on him. He wondered if Ryou was in trouble, maybe some unspeakable trouble, one that he couldn't easily talk about? Then again, any trouble was bad. The little short stack thought for more moments as his friends continued to go on about something at the arcade.

Ryou

Ryou blinked as he listened to all the mindless babble going on. Anzu was talking about some dress that was "to die for", Jou was talking about an arcade game, and Honda was arguing with him. With a silent sigh the young white haired boy looked down at his coffee. He had drunk about half the cup and he was studying the way his coffee moved every time Jou slammed his fist into the table. Why did I even come out here again? To buy a radio? Or to hang out with these mindless Neanderthals and listen to them talk about nothing… oy, but then again I needed to get out of that forsaken house. I was starting to go crazy…

"Ryou!"

Anzu growled as she upped her voice. No one seemed to be paying attention to her! (Oy, as if anyone willingly WOULD) She needed someone to talk to.. and Ryou wasn't doing anything. The boy she called unto looked up at her and smiled, tilting his head cutely. "Yes Anzu-chan?" Finally! Someone pays attention! She smiled inwardly and began her mindless ramble on that dress she saw, the one that she had no hope of getting. She talked about how many combinations she could come up with in her wardrobe to match the dress…then somehow got off subject and began a rather long talk about her favorite ice cream… and dessert.

Ryou twitched. He just didn't understand… How…can…anyone talk… this.. long! He silently wondered, watching her mouth move. It just never stopped... Why wasn't she smart? Why the hell didn't she listen! WHY DIDN'T SHE SHUT UP! Ryou pricked himself with his fingernail to keep awake as he zoned out and wondered why he came out again. He pondered the thought of just getting up and just walking away. No one would care, with his luck Anzu would just keep talking, like he was still there. Already in the beginning of this entire episode Jou and Honda had shown they didn't want the little nuisance. The only one Ryou could imagine even wondering what happened was Yugi… and he seemed to be in his little world. Maybe going back to the house wasn't such a bad idea... Either that or just leaving and going somewhere else. Like a mall or something. Right now, one of Bakura's beatings looked better than Anzu's talking. The youth twitched once more and listened some more. He'd more than likely leave. Soon... really soon. He'd die if he'd listen to more of this...

-- Fifteen Minutes Later--

Anzu blinked in surprise as the boy she had chosen as her prisoner suddenly stood up, grabbed a few dollars from his pocket, handed them to Jou and turned towards the door. "I just remembered something." Was the only excuse or explanation he gave as he strode on out the door in a hurry.

Ryou smiled and walked as fast as he would allow himself to get away. He needed fresher air, a better scene, maybe some isolation. But he found himself never wanting to hear the words "dress", "Cute", and "ice cream" ever again.