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Note: (bold letters) = Bakura's thoughts, ("Normal letters")= Ryou's thoughts
+-My Beloved Yami - Chapter 3: Leave me alone!-+
Ryou continued walking away with his friends except for (the bitch!) Anzu. Oh, and by the way, school was canceled because news reporters say 'A girl was trying to fly and had spread a strange behavioral epidemic throughout Domino High.'
"So, um...what do you guys want to do since it's only like 10:00AM?" Ryou asked.
"Hmm...Oh, I know! How's 'bout we go to 'da arcade?" Jonouchi suggested.
"Well, there will be less people; I think it's a good idea," said Honda.
"Okay then, let's go to the arcade," said Yugi. They then started to walk to the Domino Arcade. A few minutes later the sound of sliding electronic glass doors are heard and the gang walks in. "Hm?" a girl with fair skin, brown eyes, and mid-back length, black curly hair turns around. She was wearing a sailor fuku, but different from Domino High's; she went to an all girls school.
She was wearing a black apron over her uniform with the arcade's name on it and a name tag with her name on it pinned on her right strap. (Yes! I have decided to write myself into the fan fic, as a girl.) (Bakura/Ryou: *Gulp*) She had been playing "Time Crisis 5."™
"Hey! It's Michi!" Jounou said happily; Honda gave him a funny look. "What?" Jounou replied, his face blushing now. Ryou and Yugi chuckled.
"Hey Michi, aren't you supposed to be in school?" Ryou asked. "Nope." Michi stated, "Canceled." "Why?" The others all asked in unison.
"Because everyone's acting wacko; they're all screaming about friendship and other weird stuff. I don't know why, but everyone's acting like Anzu, Michi finally replied, and you guys?"
"We'll tell you in a sec," said Yugi; he and his friends sweat dropping.
"Oh." Michi said dumbfounded, "Well, that's Anzu for you 'Stupid' with a capital "S."
"By the way, weren't you supposed to be working at the arcade now since school's canceled?" Ryou inquired. "Heh, heh. ^^; Yeah, but Time Crisis 5! Come on!" Michi said. Everyone's reaction reflected an 'oh brother...'
"Ryou!" Michi says and then suddenly just hugs him playfully; everyone laughs. Within the Millennium Ring, Bakura seethed.
(Who the FUCK is that wench hugging Ryou. I know the others, but she is new. However, my Hikari seems to know her very well.) (Interesting... She might be useful later on...)
"Well? What are we waiting for? LET'S PLAY!" Michi shouts. "YEAHH!" everyone agrees. Ryou was having fun now, but wasn't aware of what would be awaiting him .
Bakura had left, of course, because all the "noise making boxes with people in them" were giving him a headache. However, Ryou had noticed his yami was gone, but lost track of time as well.
"Bye guys!" Ryou called out to his friends, and continued on walking back to his apartment.
A door closes. *Click* Ryou walked in and suddenly felt a chill down his spine; something didn't feel right.
"You're late and I'm starved!"a cold, familiar voice bellowed. Ryou looked up and saw an angry and disappointed Bakura looking down at him from the stairs.
"I'm sorry yami! I-I lost track of time! I didn't know- "Save your dribble for someone who gives a damn!"Bakura yelled cutting Ryou off. Ryou winced and ran off quickly to the kitchen to start working on dinner.
"Um, Bakura?" Ryou called from the kitchen.
"What?" Bakura responded from the living room.
"It'll take a while for some of the food to cook and I know you're probably really hungry, I know I am! Um,...so I made us some TV dinners to sustain us in the meantime, okay?" Ryou said.
Bakura stayed coldly silent, "..."
Suddenly, Bakura got up and headed towards the kitchen, his hands at his sides curled up into fists. Ryou saw this and dropped his TV dinners from his hands in panic. He tried to run, but Bakura grabbed him by the hair.
"Where do you think you're going?" he threatened.
"Wha-what are you doing? Let me go," Ryou pleaded. Bakura's eyes shifted to his TV dinner on the kitchen counter.
"Are you trying to pass off this crap as food!" he bellowed.
"Well, you were very hungry and so was I; I didn't want to keep you waiting so I made something quick, since I was late," Ryou responded.
"And whose fault is that? If you hadn't been fooling around with those moronic friends of yours for so many hours, maybe you would've prevented this hikari!" Almost instantly, Bakura back-handed him then pushed him up against the wall; at this point, Bakura had Ryou pinned between the wall and himself. Ryou then started trembling.
"What, are you gonna cry? You better not or I'll mess you up worse!" Bakura growled. Then suddenly, something in Ryou snapped. He had been dealing with his Yami's unjustified rage and abuse for three months and he had had enough. All of a sudden, Ryou felt a sudden surge of confidence. A burning fury blazed within him and the bottled up frustration he had been holding back, poured forth. Ryou looked up to face his Yami directly in the eyes.
"Bakura, you don't run my life; you never did, and never will! If I want to just hang out with my friends, I can. You know why? Because it's my life, not yours! So, butt-out!" Ryou shouted.
Bakura was surprised, shocked rather. This was the first time ever, that his hikari had stood up to him. Bakura just looked at him in silence. Suddenly, seeing that Bakura was off guard, Ryou head butted him hard, and ran out of his reach.
"Arrgh! My eye! What the hell is wrong with you? Get back here, before I beat you worse!" Bakura threatened.
"No! Go to hell! I'm not listening to you! Leave me alone!"
Ryou shouted. With that, Ryou ran out the apartment door.
"Get back here!" Bakura shouted, one hand over his left eye. "Grr, it doesn't matter. He'll come back, he always does. Besides, he has nowhere else to go," Bakura growled, slamming the door to the apartment after wards; with that, he began to walk away back upstairs to the bathroom.
*****************************About Five-Ten minutes later...**************************
"*Huff, puff* I-I made it; I'm out of that bloody hell hole," Ryou said. He was running, trying to get as far away from Bakura as possible. Now he was far away so he slowed down, and started walking. ("Now What?") Ryou thought...Suddenly his head began to throb painfully; all he could see was blurs. He was pale, sweaty, and his eyes looked spaced out. He took a few steps, staggered a bit, and then collapsed...
+-~End Chapter Three~-+
Michi: So, what did you guys think? Sorry to leave you at a cliff hanger. It turns out that my pre-typed chapter three was actually 7 pages and 8 lines long (written out), so I decided to split that into two separate chapters since my chapters are normally about 3-4 pages anyway. Besides, it was actually hard finding a good spot to stop at to divide this chapter up; it would have ended rather blandly. So here we are!
Ryou: Wow, no mercy. Bakura, you were a bit of an asshole.
Bakura: And you apparently have the balls to stand up to me... who knew.
Ryou: ^^; Eh, heh, heh... oh be quiet...
Michi: Both of you, hush! Anyway, leave some comments or reviews if you want. I hope you are enjoying this story as much as I enjoyed writing it eons ago.
Ryou:And please, don't be a Bakura; flaming and negative criticism isn't welcome here so if you have nothing nice to say or any constructive criticism, don't bother clicking the comment or review button, that is all. ^_^
Bakura: Hey! What the hell Hikari?
Ryou: *Chuckles* I'm just teasing Bakura; you know we love you. 3
Bakura: Yeah yeah yeah... _
All three of us: Until next time, see you later! ^ ^ ^_^ :