"You know, Jounochi...you're not dat bad..." Bakura mumbled.
"I'm not?"
"Nnnn... Not like...not like Ryou's...udder friends...you're different. You're...cooool..."
"Cool, huh?"
"Mmmhmmm..." Bakura set down his drink and laid his head on his folded arms. "I'm sleepy..."
"Maybe you should pay the tab before you take a nap..." Jou gently coaxed.
"Pay? Oh yeah...ummm..."
"You have you're wallet, right?"
"Yes, yes...don't bother me. I'm not done. `Tender? Get me another..." he picked up his glass and examined the remaining liquid through blurry, squinted eyes. "...these..."
The bartender shook his head and began mixing Bakura's drink.
Bakura turned to Jou. "You're kind of pretty, too..."
"You're drunk," Jou murmured, sipping at his drink.
"So? So are you!" Bakura accused.
"Not as much as you," Jou smiled tauntingly.
Bakura snatched his drink from the bartender's hand. He pointed a shaky finger at Jou. "So? I have...`scuse..."
"An excuse? Why's that?"
"We weren't allowed to drink wine. Only the pharaoh and his...*priests*. The rest of us...COMMON-folk...had to suck down that gross beer shit..."
Jou shook his head, amused. "Tell me more about Egypt," he whispered.
"Hot, sandy..." Bakura mumbled. "No air condition...but it was cold at night...plus crocodiles wanna eat you..."
"So tell me about the person who broke *your* heart."
"Just this guy I knew...no one special."
"You know I don't believe that. He must have been awfully special if you're so damn bitter."
Bakura swallowed down his drink. He gazed at Jou through his squinted eyes. "Just..."
"Was he a noble or something?"
"You could say that..."
"A priest?"
"Um...you could say that..."
"Who?"
"Just some guy..." Bakura mumbled miserably.
"Does it really hurt that much after all this time?"
Bakura turned to Jou, not looking so drunk anymore. He set down his drink and stared Jou in the eyes. "It will haunt you until the day you die. You want to know why you were so disposable to them when they meant so much to you. It's just...it's...the burn-y fire-y place where that cool guy hangs out in..."
"Hell?" Jou offered somberly.
Bakura nodded miserably. "Yeah...hell..."
"What happened to a person after they died if they had lived a bad life?" Jou changed the subject slightly.
"Ummm...nothing...well, if they were a common person, it didn't matter if you were good or bad...you just died and that was the end. If you had the proper burial and all that...if no tomb robbers messed with your tomb before you passed to the next world...and you passed all the judgments...you just went on to the next life. But if you had all that, but didn't pass the judgments...your soul was eaten and then nothing...no more of you."
"That's...sad..."
"Yeah...it is...but I got the other alternative...I'm never going to die...not even when Ryou does. I'll just go back into the Ring and...wait for him to find me again in another life. I wonder why Ra changed the rules...there was no such thing as rebirth back then..."
"Come on, you're getting emotional," Jou stood up and tried helping Bakura up. Bakura leaned against Jou and fished out his wallet, handing it to Jou. Jou took it and pulled out the money, leaving a nice tip for the guy.
Bakura leaned his head against Jou. "I don't wanna got home..."
"We gotta, it's getting late...or early..."
Bakura giggled. "That sounds weird..."
"Come on, I'm not carrying you home..."
Bakura began walking a bit uneasy. They spent most of the walk to themselves. Finally, Bakura tripped and fell against Jou, who fell against a wall. "Jou..." Bakura breathed into the blonde's ear. "Have you ever wondered what it would be like being with someone other than Kaiba?"
Jou shook his head, getting Bakura back on his feet. "Why should I? I love Seto and we're getting back together."
Bakura gapped at Jounochi as he started walking ahead of him. "You're living in a fantasy world, you...golden retriever!"
Jounochi stopped, but didn't turn around. "He loves me, Bakura. We'll be back together."
"I think you're wrong, Jou."
"You're wrong! You don't know him the way I do!"
"And you don't know him the way I do. Personalities don't change that much through rebirths. Kaiba...or Priest Seto as I knew him...isn't going to take you back. He's embarrassed and he'll refuse to feel embarrassed no matter what he has to do to not be."
"Shut up, Bakura. You don't know what you're talking about. He loves me and he always will. I'll call him later and he will...I'll apologize--"
"You will?! What the HELL did YOU do?!"
"I made him mad. That's all that matters, okay?"
Bakura shook his head. "You're living in a dream world.".
"I'm not?"
"Nnnn... Not like...not like Ryou's...udder friends...you're different. You're...cooool..."
"Cool, huh?"
"Mmmhmmm..." Bakura set down his drink and laid his head on his folded arms. "I'm sleepy..."
"Maybe you should pay the tab before you take a nap..." Jou gently coaxed.
"Pay? Oh yeah...ummm..."
"You have you're wallet, right?"
"Yes, yes...don't bother me. I'm not done. `Tender? Get me another..." he picked up his glass and examined the remaining liquid through blurry, squinted eyes. "...these..."
The bartender shook his head and began mixing Bakura's drink.
Bakura turned to Jou. "You're kind of pretty, too..."
"You're drunk," Jou murmured, sipping at his drink.
"So? So are you!" Bakura accused.
"Not as much as you," Jou smiled tauntingly.
Bakura snatched his drink from the bartender's hand. He pointed a shaky finger at Jou. "So? I have...`scuse..."
"An excuse? Why's that?"
"We weren't allowed to drink wine. Only the pharaoh and his...*priests*. The rest of us...COMMON-folk...had to suck down that gross beer shit..."
Jou shook his head, amused. "Tell me more about Egypt," he whispered.
"Hot, sandy..." Bakura mumbled. "No air condition...but it was cold at night...plus crocodiles wanna eat you..."
"So tell me about the person who broke *your* heart."
"Just this guy I knew...no one special."
"You know I don't believe that. He must have been awfully special if you're so damn bitter."
Bakura swallowed down his drink. He gazed at Jou through his squinted eyes. "Just..."
"Was he a noble or something?"
"You could say that..."
"A priest?"
"Um...you could say that..."
"Who?"
"Just some guy..." Bakura mumbled miserably.
"Does it really hurt that much after all this time?"
Bakura turned to Jou, not looking so drunk anymore. He set down his drink and stared Jou in the eyes. "It will haunt you until the day you die. You want to know why you were so disposable to them when they meant so much to you. It's just...it's...the burn-y fire-y place where that cool guy hangs out in..."
"Hell?" Jou offered somberly.
Bakura nodded miserably. "Yeah...hell..."
"What happened to a person after they died if they had lived a bad life?" Jou changed the subject slightly.
"Ummm...nothing...well, if they were a common person, it didn't matter if you were good or bad...you just died and that was the end. If you had the proper burial and all that...if no tomb robbers messed with your tomb before you passed to the next world...and you passed all the judgments...you just went on to the next life. But if you had all that, but didn't pass the judgments...your soul was eaten and then nothing...no more of you."
"That's...sad..."
"Yeah...it is...but I got the other alternative...I'm never going to die...not even when Ryou does. I'll just go back into the Ring and...wait for him to find me again in another life. I wonder why Ra changed the rules...there was no such thing as rebirth back then..."
"Come on, you're getting emotional," Jou stood up and tried helping Bakura up. Bakura leaned against Jou and fished out his wallet, handing it to Jou. Jou took it and pulled out the money, leaving a nice tip for the guy.
Bakura leaned his head against Jou. "I don't wanna got home..."
"We gotta, it's getting late...or early..."
Bakura giggled. "That sounds weird..."
"Come on, I'm not carrying you home..."
Bakura began walking a bit uneasy. They spent most of the walk to themselves. Finally, Bakura tripped and fell against Jou, who fell against a wall. "Jou..." Bakura breathed into the blonde's ear. "Have you ever wondered what it would be like being with someone other than Kaiba?"
Jou shook his head, getting Bakura back on his feet. "Why should I? I love Seto and we're getting back together."
Bakura gapped at Jounochi as he started walking ahead of him. "You're living in a fantasy world, you...golden retriever!"
Jounochi stopped, but didn't turn around. "He loves me, Bakura. We'll be back together."
"I think you're wrong, Jou."
"You're wrong! You don't know him the way I do!"
"And you don't know him the way I do. Personalities don't change that much through rebirths. Kaiba...or Priest Seto as I knew him...isn't going to take you back. He's embarrassed and he'll refuse to feel embarrassed no matter what he has to do to not be."
"Shut up, Bakura. You don't know what you're talking about. He loves me and he always will. I'll call him later and he will...I'll apologize--"
"You will?! What the HELL did YOU do?!"
"I made him mad. That's all that matters, okay?"
Bakura shook his head. "You're living in a dream world.".