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Chapter 2
"What do you mean he's coming for you?" Yugi asked almost nervously, glancing at the door. "How?"
"I told you. He knows I'm here and he's coming for me," Bakura said.
"But how does he know you're here?" Yugi asked impatiently.
"He just does. I don't know how he knows. All I know is that he does know," Bakura replied. "And there's nothing else you can do about it."
"Fine then," Yugi said. "Start talking. Start from the beginning."
"Oh, you mean why we left in the first place?" Bakura asked. Yugi nodded. "Oh but you should already know. It is your fault anyway."
Two weeks ago…
"So what do you guys want?" Bakura asked, sitting on Yugi's couch. All of his friends were sitting on chairs, waiting for him.
"Sit down," Yugi said.
Bakura rolled his eyes. "I am sitting down Yugi."
"Oh right," Yugi said. He cleared his throat. "We called you here because we have some concerns."
"About what?"
"About the relationship you're in."
Bakura snorted. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me. You called me here to talk about my relationship? This is total bullshit."
"We're concerned you nitwit," Joey snapped. "So let us say our part."
Bakura rolled his eyes. "Fine. Speak."
"Look, I know you think this is a total joke but it's not," Yugi said seriously. "We don't think you and your yami should be together anymore."
"And why the hell not?" Bakura asked angrily, restraining himself from leaving.
"Because it's making you different," Yami replied. "At first, you were the same. And it was a good thing. But after a few months passed, we noticed changes in you. Little changes, but they didn't stay little. They started to get more serious."
"Like what?"
"Like your violent attitude, increased swearing, and psychotic thoughts."
"And how would you know what I'm thinking?"
"Because we're not idiots. I can read people better than you think."
"I don't give a damn if you can read people. I'm not breaking up with him just because you idiots say so!" Bakura yelled, jumping up.
"Don't leave! We're not done yet!" Yami shouted.
"I don't care! I'm leaving anyway and there's nothing you can do to stop me!" Bakura yelled. He stomped out of the house and slammed the door so hard the glass at the top almost broke.
Yugi sighed. "What are we gonna do? He's losing his mind."
"There's not much we can do," Yami replied. "We just have to hope that he doesn't become as insane as his boyfriend."
"But how can we be sure that he won't?" Yugi asked.
"We can't."
Bakura ran the whole way back to his apartment, knocking down several people in his way. When he got back to his apartment, he slammed the door and walked into his room to sit on his bed. As soon as he sat on the bed, his yami walked out of the bathroom, wiping his hands.
"Home already?" he asked. Bakura nodded. "What did they want?"
"I don't think you want to know," Bakura said.
"Try me."
"Alright. They want me to break up with you because they think I'm turning into a psychopath."
Yami Bakura laughed. "You're not turning into a psychopath. You are a psychopath. You're my psychopath. And of course you must be one, since you fell in love with me."
Bakura smiled. "Yeah well it sounds so much nicer coming from you."
"So did you tell them yet?"
"No. I was planning to though. But because of what happened I decided that it wasn't a good idea. They wouldn't understand."
"I agree. I'm glad you didn't tell them. I don't trust them at all and I'm glad to see that you don't either."
Present time…
"So what is it that you were planning on telling us?" Yugi asked.
"Can't you just wait til I get to that part of the story?" Bakura asked in a bored voice.
"No. I want to know now."
"Oh well. You'll just have to wait."
Yami pushed the gun right onto his forehead. "Do you feel like being a smartass now?"
Bakura smirked. "Of course I do. If you kill me then you'll never get the information you want. Now get that damned gun out of my face." Yami lowered the gun. "And could someone take these damned cuffs off of me? They're cutting into my wrists and right now my wrists hurt like a son of a bitch."
"Why should we?" Joey asked. "You'll just break out again."
"You'll just have to trust me."
"Fuck that. They're staying on. Now continue!"
Two weeks ago…
"So, what are we gonna do about your lame-ass friends?" Yami Bakura asked.
"Nothing," Bakura replied. "There's only one thing I can think about doing. They'll continue to interfere if we don't do this." He paused. "We have to leave."
"What?"
"You heard me. We have to run for it. I don't know where we should go but we have to go somewhere far away from them."
"How far are we talking?"
"Another country at least. We have to get away from their bullshit. You know they'll do something stupid if they don't think they can stop me from doing anything."
"So when do we leave."
"Tomorrow."
The next day…
"So, done packing yet?" Bakura asked, adding more clothes to his suitcase.
"Almost," Yami Bakura replied. "So, where the hell are we going?"
"I figured it all out," Bakura said. "I've got a plane to America. It'll take us to Los Angeles, California. From there, we're taking a rental car out to an apartment I found online. It's the perfect place for us to hide. It's pretty well hidden and even if they found out where we went, they wouldn't find the apartment."
"Is there a catch to this?" Yami Bakura asked.
"Well of course," Bakura said. "The apartment is occupied right now by someone."
"I'm guessing that means we have some work to do when we get there," Yami Bakura said.
"Of course," Bakura replied. "And there's one other thing. Joey's sister Serenity, her boyfriend Duke, that idiot Tristan, and his girlfriend Tea are all in Los Angeles right now because of business."
"Well that certainly fucks up some of the plan," Yami Bakura said. "But we'll take care of it when it shows up." He walked into the bathroom and started throwing things into a bag. "So how did you find out the idiots are there?"
"Joey mentioned it a few days ago and it kinda slipped my mind," Bakura said.
"Oh well no big deal. I doubt we'll ever run into them," Yami Bakura replied.
"Ok well I'm done packing! How about you?"
"Well I'm pretty much done. I've just gotta close all of it. You wouldn't believe how packed it all got."
"I'm sure I can believe it," Bakura muttered to himself. "So did you bring the things I told you about?" he asked in a normal tone.
"Of course."
They heard sirens approaching the house. Bakura peered out of the window and saw a dozen police cars stopping in front of their house. He turned and grabbed his suitcases.
"Shit. We gotta go."
"Why?"
"Yugi called the fucking cops on us."
"Oh you're kidding! We gotta get outta here!" He paused for a minute. "Let's use the window!"
They ran towards the window and tried to lift it upwards, but it wouldn't move.
"Shit! It's jammed!" Bakura exclaimed frantically. The cops were knocking on the door now, others surrounding the front porch, guns aimed.
"Stand back," Yami Bakura ordered. He picked up a chair and shoved it into the window. The glass shattered all over the floor. "Do you think they heard that?"
"Well let's not wait to find out. And be careful climbing through the glass."
Yami Bakura climbed out of the window and Bakura tossed the suitcases out to him, then pulled himself through. A second later, he heard the cops break the front door down. They took off running through the backyards of their neighbors. It was hard since their luggage was weighing them down. After running two blocks away from the house, they stopped to take a break, hiding in a large clump of bushes.
"We can't run the whole way there," Bakura said. "We need a faster way."
"Let's just use someone else's car," Yami Bakura suggested.
"Well you better find one fast before the cops come after us."
Right when he said that, the owner of the house they were hiding by walked out of his house. He was unlocking his car when he heard a gun cock.
"Give me the keys to your car and you get to live," Yami Bakura said, pressing the gun into the man's head. The man dropped his keys onto the pavement. "Good. Now, go back into your home and don't call the police. If you do, I will come back here and blow your head off." The man ran back into his home and Bakura bent over to pick up the keys.
Twenty minutes later, they were standing in line to board their plane to America. Yami Bakura had no idea how he was going to get his weapons on the plane, but he figured he'd find a way. While they were waiting in line, he hid the weapons in a side part of the inside of his bag, then stuffed clothes on top of them and hoped for the best. Since they had so much in their suitcases, no one bothered to search them so they were allowed on the plane luggage after passing the metal detector test.
"That was close," Bakura said quietly. "I can't believe they believed you when you told them that you had hundreds of chains and 'other metal objects that shouldn't be named in front of children' in there. How stupid are they? You don't even like chains, unless used as an effective strangling weapon."
"Yes well guards can be rather stupid."
Present time…
"So that's how you got away from the cops," Yugi said thoughtfully.
"Yeah. So what exactly did you tell the police when you called them?" Bakura asked.
"I said that there were murderers in the house and if they didn't believe me, the weapons kept in their clothing drawers would be enough proof," Yugi replied.
"Well I guess you thought it out rather quickly. Too bad it didn't work," Bakura said.
"Yes well I must admit that I didn't expect you to get away in time. And I can't believe you got on the plane with weapons," Yugi said.
"Yes well that man is a genius," Bakura said, trying to hide his smile.
"So what happened once you two got to America?" Yugi asked.
"Well, you are quite the impatient one, aren't you Yugi?" Bakura asked. "Don't you wanna know what happened on the plane?"
"I doubt anything interesting happened," Yugi replied shortly.
"And I don't wanna hear about any kinky sex the two of you had," Joey added.
Bakura laughed. "Who said that we were having sex at all? Are you just assuming that we are because we're together? Or is it because we're affectionate with each other? Just because we have a relationship and we show affection towards each other in public doesn't mean we're having sex."
"Whoa sorry I didn't mean to insult you or anything," Joey said. "I just said I thought you were."
"Well ask next time before you assume," Bakura snapped.
"Get on with the story already," Yami said. "And start it from after you arrive in Los Angeles."
"Ok I will," Bakura said. "But you won't like what happens. Oh no, not at all. See, I know you guys too well. But I'm sure you'll get over it in time."
"Oh stop stalling and keep going."
"Fine. But don't say I didn't warn you."
End Chapter 2
Review please! For some reason fan fiction wouldn't let me upload the first chapter for a long time so I had to upload it a different way so sorry if it didn't come out right. I hope this one does! Well don't forget to review! I'll have a real summary and title eventually! Chapter 3 coming soon!