Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh... Sadly
Chapter 2: lunch
At lunch I ran to my locker and got the lunch I had packed. Lucky me that when dad was away I would back Amane's lunch as well as my own. I was use to taking care of two people so just me was fine. I grabbed my lunch but soon after the person who had pushed me into the locker was on me. "I see you're not from around here, albino," the bully said to me pushing me into the locker again. Rage, which I hadn't felt before, shot through my veins. This person was pushing me too far, and I didn't want to make a scene.
"Get off me," I said. I knew this wouldn't work but it was worth a shot. The bully laughed at me picking me up and then throwing me to the ground. Time to have some fun with him. "Is that all you got? I use to be tortured with KNIVES!" I yelled getting to my feet and getting into the bullies face. "You don't scare me a bit, you know." The bully looked at me with wide eyes, what it was true? Maybe I was coming off to brash, too harsh.
"Knives?" the bully asked his face white. I hope I hadn't given him an idea, but judging by his face, he was scared of the topic. I started to walk forward making the bully step back.
"Yep, lots of times. The cut me along my stomach, arms, legs," I told him still walking forward. He ran into the wall behind him and froze. His eyes widened with fear when he saw I was still approaching. I normally wasn't this way, but I was tired of being pushed around. Amane was dead and I had no one. So I could gamble with my life now if I wanted to. I doubt mother would care much if I was dead like Amane.
"You're lying," he said. his face was white and I could tell he wanted me to be lying. This made me throw my head back and laugh. Oh really, I thought, I was lying about my torture?
I took off my jacket so I was only wearing my white undershirt. My arms were littered with scars. Then I lifted up my shirt just enough so the bully could see my stomach. There, there were long swift cuts. The curved and looked terrible, some still had a purplish tint. Those hurt the worst. One was burned into my skin because they had placed it over a lighter before cutting me. "do I look like I'm lying?" I asked my voice low and menacing. Why was I doing this to the poor kid? Then again, who knew who else he had bullied. The bully shook his head and I put down my shirt and put my jacket back on. "Don't tell anyone or you may have a scar or few yourself," I threatened. I was bluffing but the kid didn't know that. I then walked off to the lunch room leaving the kid speechless behind me.
The lunch room was loud, I hated that. I felt trapped when there was a loud room, nowhere quiet to escape to. Yugi saw me and waved me over. With her she had another girl and two boys. Those must be her friends, I thought. I was glad there weren't many, if there were, I don't know what I would have done. Amane? If I am meant to fall for one of these people, please make them come to me now, I thought. Just as soon as I was done thinking Seto walked towards me. "Kiaba," I said. I was quite shocked. Did Amane mean I was supposed to be with Seto?
"Bakura," Seto said smiling. "Where are you sitting?" he asked me. I pointed over to Yugi and her friends. "With the dweeb team?" he asked me. Dweeb team, I wondered. Something happened here, but what?
"Dweeb team?" I asked Seto. His steady cold blue eyes feel into my chocolate brown ones. My head spun, how was I falling for him already?
"Long story. Needless to say, I don't get along with them," he said looking back at Yugi and her friends who were deep in conversation. "But you may have better luck," he said surprising me. He gave me a quick smirk and then was gone. That left my head reeling with questions. Was I supposed to fall for Seto? Did Amane have something to do with that? What had happened? Dweeb team? I shook my head, remembering what my dad told me once, all answers come in good time. I hope so daddy, I thought walking up to Yugi and co.
"Hey, Ryou right?" the other girl asked me. I cringed, not that name.
"please call me Bakura, I prefer it," I said. that name, it was cursed. It was also the last thing Amane had ever said.
FLASHBACK
The day was like any other. Amane and I were coming back from school and our dad had come back from another Egypt trip. Amane and I had been waiting for him to come home. He had been gone for a month. We were singing along to our favorite song, the song we played at her funeral, long live by Taylor Swift. Dad had joined in and we were all laughing. Mom was the furthest thing from my mind then. Amane was laughing and he blonde hair bounced as she laughed as dad sang out of key. We stopped at a stop light and dad told us he brought us back something. To Amane he handed her a small necklace. He said it was the eyes of Horus. Amane marveled at her present as dad handed my present. He said it was ancient and it just seemed to scream me. Inside the small package was my ring, the last thing my dad gave me. I told him it was cold and slipped it on. The ring seemed almost alive. The light turned green and my dad went. Then a truck decided to run his red light. "RYOU!" Amane screamed and then she didn't. she didn't move, she didn't breathe, she died.
FLASHBACK ENDS
"Bakura? Are you okay?" Yugi asked me her purple eyes worried. I smiled and nodded, not trusting my voice. I hated these flashback, I think I have PTSD. These and the dreams haunted me. Sometimes I wanted to bang my head against a table and just scream for it to end. For me to wake up from the nightmare I am living. For Amane to wake me up and say that she is fine. For her to hug me and tell me it's alright. It was just a bad dream… that's all this has been. I would prefer to be tortured by the bullies back in England than be here without dad or Amane.
"Amane," I whispered as a tear escaped my eye. Yugi caught the tear and looked worried. "im fine," I told her. I scarfed down the rest of my lunch, I needed none human company. "I have to go," I said and quickly left before they could ask why. That last thing I needed was questions, more I mean. I had enough to handle on my own. Why had I lived? Did it have to do with my ring? Was that it? Lost in thought I didn't even see Seto who I bumped into.
"Watch it!" he barked harshly. I cringed, I hated that, sounded like mother. Another moermory surface, a memory I wished I had forgotten.
FLASHBACK
Amane was 3, I was 8. We huddled together in front of the fire as we heard voices from upstairs. Our parents were fighting, again. They had been fighting for a year, since mother started drinking and smoking. Dad wanted what was best for her, but she wouldn't hear it. She kept saying she was fine. Even Amane knew that was a lie. Amane looked up at me with her big brown eyes that mirrored my own. "Why do they fight?" Amane complained. I chocked down tears, it wasn't fair. Mother ruined everything, even Amane's picture of a family or a mom.
"I don't know Maney," I said stroking her blonde locks. "I don't know," I said hugging her tighter. Why had this happened to us? What had we done?
Mother's voice then rang out strong and clear, "WATCH IT!" then we heard something crash. Amane screamed. That was the last night Amane stayed in the same house with mother overnight.
FLASHABCK ENDS
"I'm so sorry Bakura," Seto said helping me up. When I had my flashback I must have fallen over. I stood up with his help and dusted myself off putting on a fake smile.
"It's okay Seto, really," I said. He turned to leave when I remembered, "Seto, I mean, Kiaba, do you know where the library is," I said. My cheeks burned with embarrassment. I forgot again, I wasn't in England anymore.
Seto smiled and turned around, "yes I do. And please, call me Seto," he said offering his arm. "Follow me," he said grinning. I couldn't help it, for the first time since Amane died I actually smiled. I looked his arm as he led me to the library. If Amane had planned this or not, I had to keep Seto close. I mean, getting me to smile, even a little not to mention a full blown grin, was hard. So he must be special I could tell.
The library was perfect. I felt myself relax and let my guard down. Books don't hurt you, if you don't like what you're reading you can stop. Books are safe, people are not. "Do my eyes deceive me or are you relaxed?" Seto teased. So I want the only that books affected this way.
"So are you," I pointed out. Seto shrugged but didn't say he wasn't.
"What are you looking for?" Seto asked. Eager to change the subject, I observed but let it drop. Maybe I would bring it back up later.
"Egypt, mainly myths," I told him. Looking at all the books stacked around and tucked neatly in shelves. All these were mysteries ready to be unfolded. That's what dad use to say at least. Seto nodded and motioned for me to follow. Ah, I see Seto knows where they are, I thought. I followed Seto to a far corner of the library. Above the books read ancient civilizations. I grinned, "Perfect! Thanks Seto." If we were dating, I would have kissed him right there. Sadly we weren't (yet). Seto looked pleased with himself.
"I can check a few out to and we could go to my house to look at them," he suggested. This guy was AMAZING! Saving me from witch woman!
"Sounds great, my mom loves it when I am not in her sight," I told him picky a few book that looked useful. We checked them out, half under my name, half under his. The bell rang, all good things must come to an end. Sadly flashbacks come and ruin things too.
FLASHBACK
"Maney," I called for Amane. Where was she? Dad would be worried if we didn't come home soon. "Maney," I called again. This wasn't like her! Then came a cry from nearby.
"Help," the sound was soft but I knew who it was.
"AMANE!" I yelled going towards the sound. When I got there Amane lay at the foot of some dude. She had a few new bruises but that was better than cuts. The guy look out a lighter and a knife. NO, I screamed in my mind. Amane and I had heard people were now putting knives over lighters making the pain worse. I couldn't let this happen to Amane. The guy laughed as he put the knife in the flame of the lighter. I tackled the guy making him stumble. I threw my body in between Amane and him. "Get away," I growled.
"How sweet," the man said, "big sister helping little sister." His grin turned sinister and he lashed out. The knife was white hot and it connected with my skin. I screamed as pain coursed through my stomach. Not only was I going to have a nasty burn but a nasty cut to go along with it, great. I somehow stood up and still managed to stand in between the two.
"Ryou," Amane said. She was shaking behind me in fear but was still worried about me.
"Go," I told the man.
"You just don't know when to give up. I can fix that," the man said and was about to do a second attack when my dad walked up and stopped his arm.
"She said. Go," my dad said releasing the man's arm. The man looked from my dad to me and decided he better run before things got worse. He ran and we never had another problem with the knives being held over flames.
"Ryou," Amane said. I had fallen to my knees hold my midsection where the man had slashed me.
"I'll be fine Maney. The important thing is, are you?" I asked her. Amane nodded and we all went home. The wound healed but it left the nasty scar I still have. A forever reminder of the man, and the pain.
