Bakura paced, outside of Yami's "room," mumbling to himself. "Yami?" he
called, knocking on the door, breaking his pace. "Yami, open up!"
"What?!" Yami yelled through the door.
"You're being immature. Get the hell out of there!"
"What in Ra's name are you talking about?"
"You're mad that Ryou and Yugi are married and you're going crazy because you want to know what your Soul Room says. You've been like that the entire time they've been living together. Why can't you just let me in? I can read--"
"Leave me alone!"
Bakura sighed, leaning against the door. "You're scaring Jounochi," he tried another tactic, seeing Jounochi peeking from the guest room.
"What are you talking about?"
Bakura motioned Jou closer to him. "Jounochi wants to see you. Isn't that right, mutt?"
"Yeah," he said weakly. "Come on out."
Yami opened the door barely enough to look out. "Move, Bakura, I can't see him."
Bakura stepped aside, flourishing his hands. "See? Jounochi. Open up."
"No."
Bakura rolled his eyes at the ceiling. "Yugi loves Ryou, not you. Get over it."
"What do you care? Or do you just want to bother me?"
"He lives in the closet?" Jounochi asked, confused.
Bakura laughed. "He's self-involved. I bet the room is a shrine to Yugi."
Yami burst through the door, ready to strangle Bakura. Bakura slide past him and flung the door open. "Oh Ra..." he murmured, staring at Yami's confinement, wide eyed.
Yami held his hand out, the Eye glowing on his forehead. "MIND--"
"Stop it!" Jounochi mumbled. "You're being a baka. Just...open up...he knows how to read."
Yami narrowed his eyes at the blond. "You're drunk."
"So?" he mumbled.
"What happened, Jounochi?"
"Seto kicked me out. He asked me to leave. So he can fuck everyone!" He punched the wall weakly. "I'm not good enough for him!" He banged his head against the wall, tears falling down his cheeks. "This is my birthday present!"
Bakura blinked, startled. "Fuck everyone?"
"He cheats on me right in front of me. And I never said anything; I wanted him to love me. I wanted to make him happy... But I couldn't! Why not?"
"Jou..." Yami breathed. "You deserve better..."
"No! I'll call him tomorrow and it will be fine! He'll take me back and we'll be happy again! He loves me! He'll always love me!" He began sobbing, punching the wall. "Love me...always..."
Bakura shook his head. "You're kidding yourself, Jou. He's embarrassed to be with a guy."
"No! No..."
"He's right, Jounochi."
"But he sleeps with guys, too!"
"Yes...for every girl he suppose to be with, there's always the un-wanting feeling, so he replaces it with a guy. He wanted to push you out so he didn't have to himself."
"No!" Jou screamed. "He loves me! And when I call him tomorrow it will just be a bad memory!"
"Is that really how simple you think it is?" Bakura asked coldly. "It's not. Even if he still 'loves' you, he won't take you back! Not after he finally got you out! He'll do whatever he can not to face you again! So you might as well get over it!"
"No!" Jou screamed, sliding down the wall, sobbing into his hands. "You're wrong! You're bitter! Seto loves me and always will!"
"You think that." Bakura shook his head, his face showing disgust, but it's never that simple."
"Why are you being so cruel, Tomb Robber?"
"Pharaoh? Unless you knew what you were talking about, I'd advise you to keep quiet."
Yami crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? And *you* know what you're talking about?"
"Yes," Bakura said icily. "I've had experience."
"So you know what Kaiba's up to?" Yami suggested rudely.
"No," Bakura said in an even voice. "I know what Jounochi is going through." He turned from them, but stopped, the open closet catching his interest. He ran a finger over something Yami had scrawled. "What are you doing? Just writing random things from your Soul Room? For what purpose? Do you plan to stare at them, waiting for them to make sense?" Bakura gave a sick, amused laugh. "'Forever wanting, unable to have. Meaningless power...that...prevents me from you.'" Bakura blinked, staring at it. He repeated it softly, under his breath. "'...prevents me...from?'" He stared at it, eyebrow raised. "Meaningless power that prevents me from being with...or having...you..." He turned from Yami and continued on down the hall. "Sounds like pharaoh had a forbidden crush. Too bad I can't read all the text."
"What?!" Yami yelled through the door.
"You're being immature. Get the hell out of there!"
"What in Ra's name are you talking about?"
"You're mad that Ryou and Yugi are married and you're going crazy because you want to know what your Soul Room says. You've been like that the entire time they've been living together. Why can't you just let me in? I can read--"
"Leave me alone!"
Bakura sighed, leaning against the door. "You're scaring Jounochi," he tried another tactic, seeing Jounochi peeking from the guest room.
"What are you talking about?"
Bakura motioned Jou closer to him. "Jounochi wants to see you. Isn't that right, mutt?"
"Yeah," he said weakly. "Come on out."
Yami opened the door barely enough to look out. "Move, Bakura, I can't see him."
Bakura stepped aside, flourishing his hands. "See? Jounochi. Open up."
"No."
Bakura rolled his eyes at the ceiling. "Yugi loves Ryou, not you. Get over it."
"What do you care? Or do you just want to bother me?"
"He lives in the closet?" Jounochi asked, confused.
Bakura laughed. "He's self-involved. I bet the room is a shrine to Yugi."
Yami burst through the door, ready to strangle Bakura. Bakura slide past him and flung the door open. "Oh Ra..." he murmured, staring at Yami's confinement, wide eyed.
Yami held his hand out, the Eye glowing on his forehead. "MIND--"
"Stop it!" Jounochi mumbled. "You're being a baka. Just...open up...he knows how to read."
Yami narrowed his eyes at the blond. "You're drunk."
"So?" he mumbled.
"What happened, Jounochi?"
"Seto kicked me out. He asked me to leave. So he can fuck everyone!" He punched the wall weakly. "I'm not good enough for him!" He banged his head against the wall, tears falling down his cheeks. "This is my birthday present!"
Bakura blinked, startled. "Fuck everyone?"
"He cheats on me right in front of me. And I never said anything; I wanted him to love me. I wanted to make him happy... But I couldn't! Why not?"
"Jou..." Yami breathed. "You deserve better..."
"No! I'll call him tomorrow and it will be fine! He'll take me back and we'll be happy again! He loves me! He'll always love me!" He began sobbing, punching the wall. "Love me...always..."
Bakura shook his head. "You're kidding yourself, Jou. He's embarrassed to be with a guy."
"No! No..."
"He's right, Jounochi."
"But he sleeps with guys, too!"
"Yes...for every girl he suppose to be with, there's always the un-wanting feeling, so he replaces it with a guy. He wanted to push you out so he didn't have to himself."
"No!" Jou screamed. "He loves me! And when I call him tomorrow it will just be a bad memory!"
"Is that really how simple you think it is?" Bakura asked coldly. "It's not. Even if he still 'loves' you, he won't take you back! Not after he finally got you out! He'll do whatever he can not to face you again! So you might as well get over it!"
"No!" Jou screamed, sliding down the wall, sobbing into his hands. "You're wrong! You're bitter! Seto loves me and always will!"
"You think that." Bakura shook his head, his face showing disgust, but it's never that simple."
"Why are you being so cruel, Tomb Robber?"
"Pharaoh? Unless you knew what you were talking about, I'd advise you to keep quiet."
Yami crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? And *you* know what you're talking about?"
"Yes," Bakura said icily. "I've had experience."
"So you know what Kaiba's up to?" Yami suggested rudely.
"No," Bakura said in an even voice. "I know what Jounochi is going through." He turned from them, but stopped, the open closet catching his interest. He ran a finger over something Yami had scrawled. "What are you doing? Just writing random things from your Soul Room? For what purpose? Do you plan to stare at them, waiting for them to make sense?" Bakura gave a sick, amused laugh. "'Forever wanting, unable to have. Meaningless power...that...prevents me from you.'" Bakura blinked, staring at it. He repeated it softly, under his breath. "'...prevents me...from?'" He stared at it, eyebrow raised. "Meaningless power that prevents me from being with...or having...you..." He turned from Yami and continued on down the hall. "Sounds like pharaoh had a forbidden crush. Too bad I can't read all the text."