Key: "word"- speech
'word'- thought
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Chapter IIII
"We killed him." Yami said waving his hand dismissively
"Psh whatever." Snorted Bakura, contempt lacing his voice.
"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU BOTH! I HOPE YOU DIE AND ROT IN HELL FOR ALL ETERNITY! WHY…W…why d…did y…. y…you d…. do it? Why?" Mokuba screamed until his voice cracked and he broke down into uncontrollable sobs, the end pleas for an answer coming out in a whisper as he collapsed on to the floor.
"What do you mean whatever?" asked Yami, ignoring Mokuba.
" I mean the whole we killed him thing" Bakura answered, and at Yami's confused look expanded his earlier answer " oh, come on! We all know you killed him."
Mokuba had calmed down slightly and was now able to stand, "YOU TWO ARE GOING DOWN! I'M GOING TO CALL THE POLICE!" screamed Mokuba at the two arguing yamis.
Yami had by this time got up from his place on the arm and was now standing in front of Bakura, his eyes narrowed slightly as he glared down at the white haired thief his voice dangerously low as he asked "what do you mean?" accusingly.
Mokuba had made a break for the door as it looked like the two now apparently insane darks were oblivious to what was going on around them.
"NO!" shouted Yami just a Mokuba was about to reach the door. Yami threw his hand towards the door never moving his eyes from Bakura's, a bolt of shadow magic shot across the room and slammed the door shut.
Mokuba ran to the door and tugged at the handle only to find that it was locked. They were trapped. Mokuba slid down the door and sobbed harder. 'I'm going to die' was his only thought.
Everyone else stood around like the idiots that they were doing nothing to help or hinder, which seemed to be a reoccurring reaction when anything shocking happened.
"What I mean is that it was you who did it," Bakura growled also standing, utilizing every millimetre of his one-inch height difference over Yami "you were all like 'well he is my rival I should kill him' and he was all like 'he has a point you know and I'm the one who wants to die don't I get the choice who does it?' and I was like 'well…. Yeah but' and he was all like 'I want Yami to do it' and I was all like 'awww' and you were all like 'Yay' and he was all like 'sorry 'kura but he is my rival and it is my death' and I was like 'ok' and he was all like 'I'm glad you understand' and that's when I left so you could do it and I didn't have to watch and be jealous."
Every one had turned to listen to the darks argument; even Mokuba had calmed his sobs so he could listen.
"Yeah but if I go down your coming with me!" Yami argued back calming down somewhat.
"That was a lame argument." Replied Bakura also calming down.
Mokuba stopped his sniffling and stood up shakily, pulling on the famous Kaiba mask of indifference. He walked towards Yami, his face blank but his eyes shined with unshed tears and a swirling pool of emotions, so many that it was impossible to distinguish what they were.
"Yami," he said, his tone flat and even "just tell me why you did it. Why did you want to hurt Seto?"
Yami went to open his mouth but Bakura's hand clamped over it before he could.
"Don't say anything you will only make it worse." Stated Bakura calmly "now, when I take my hand away don't say anything. Just sit down." Bakura removed his hand and Yami glared at him but said nothing and sat down.
"Ok. Good." said Bakura turning to face Mokuba "why would we hurt Seto? He was our friend. Yami only killed him because he asked us to. He wanted to be killed by us and who were we to deny what he wanted?"
Mokuba stared you at the white haired yami in shock, this was two reasons; one because this was Bakura being nice and the second was because his brother had wanted to die.
"B…b…but why?" Mokuba sobbed into Bakura's chest, his mask finally slipping. Bakura wrapped a comforting arm around the boy and stroked his hair soothingly, shushing him all the while.
Yami had, by this time, stood back up "I'm sorry Mokuba but we can't tell you. He didn't want us to but he did want us to tell you that he was sorry that he had to leave you but it's what he wanted. He said that you should not hate us, we only done what he wanted. Please forgive him he would want it. And to the rest of you," Yami turned and addressed the rest of the people gathered "he pretty much said he hated all of you. Except for you Yugi something about how he admired the fact that you ran the game shop on your own for such along time. And you," Yami pointed at Marik still slumped against the wall "he said that you were hot."
Marik looked up at Yami, eyes wide, 'what the hell!' he thought and then voiced the same query. "Apparently, he had a thing for you" Yami elaborate seeing as Marik looked slightly shocked "actually it was more of a thing for yamis in general, but seeing as we were already married he focused on you."
"How long had he known where you two were?" asked Yugi, sad that Kaiba may have kept something so important from him for a long time.
"Slightly over two years I think." Replied Yami, Yugi look sad so Yami continued "but we asked him not to say anything to you or the others. He even kept it from his own brother."
Mokuba pulled away from Bakura and smiled shyly up at him, he returned it with one of his own. "Mokuba, we need to tell everyone the story of the past five years. Do you want to sit on the floor by the chair while we tell it? You need to hear this story as much as the others. It might help you understand." Bakura said gently.
"Oooooh! Bakura has a soft side! Bakura has a soft side!" Jou started to chant, having not headed the warning Marik got earlier.
Bakura growled at him, Yami growled at him and Ryou smacked him round the back of his head. "You're an idiot. Do you really want to be the next one to feel their wrath?" Ryou exclaimed. Jou rubbed his head and shock it at the same time. He didn't want to die.
"A lot of things change over five years. I was never as bad as I was made out to be. I never abused Ryou. The bruises he had were from bullies and his own idiocy. He fell down the stairs. A lot. Don't ask." Bakura explained as he sat down with Mokuba on the floor next to him.
"Ok everyone sit down and get comfy. This is one long story and we would appreciate no interruptions as we tell it." Said Yami, clapping his hands.
And so the story begins…..
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Thunderstorm101: I'm sorry. I love Seto too but it had to be done it is an integral part of my story. All will be revealed a lot later so keep reading! Sorry about Mokuba's reaction in both this one and the last one, I'm not in an angsty sort of mood and so it is hard to write it. Please stop sobbing I updated!
Yamiace1321: I like hyper people; they make me happy and make me want to write more which is why this up date is here! I know it is shocking but it gets a lot more shocking as it goes on, so be prepared! I liked that bit as well but I almost didn't put it in because I didn't think people would like it and then I thought 'sod 'em!' I'll do what the hell I like it's my story after all. So I'm glad you like it.
Dagmar the Dark: I know. Every one likes a bit of Mokuba torture every once in a while. I sorry I love your stories, which reminds me…. Update Goddamnit! I have kept going. Look another update in a week.
Notes: I'm sorry that these updates are so short at the moment but I'm going on holiday soon and can't update for TWO whole weeks so sorry. And I didn't think it would be very nice of me to leave you on a cliffy like that. One final thing… go read Dagmar the Dark's stories they are great. Go now and leave me a review and Dagmar one too.