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Chapter 5
I awoke to chilled morning sunlight streaming through the fluttering drapes. I myself was cold, seeing as I had fallen asleep over the covers of the bed. A light sheet had been placed over me, presumably by Ryou, but it didn't do much to block out the unfeeling cold of the morning. The silence of the room was deafening, as paradoxal as that is. Other than the small amount of body heat emanating from my nude figure, the bed was frigid.
"R-Ryou...?"
More sickening silence.
I started to worry. No, worry is not a strong enough term. It was honestly more of a panic.
'Could he have been taken? Where is he? Shit in a mother fucking bucket!'
I put some clothes on in a rush; dashing as fast as I could with a gimped-up foot; around to find the articles strewn upon the floor from last night's escapade. My black tank top was in front of the bathroom and my jeans were on the other side of the room!
Organizational skills were never my strong suit. But, I would imagine that would be fairly obvious at this point.
Just as I got to the door, it opened on it's own volition. I backed away startled, but relaxed immediately after seeing Ryou's pale face in the doorway. Surprise was obvious on his face as he walked in the door.
"What's the matter, Akane-chan? You seem rather flustered." he asked me rather concerned. With a sigh, I shrugged my shoulders in dismissal.
"Nothing; just some slight situational confusion. I'm fine."
Ryou narrowed his deep brown eyes, (apparently evaluating me, or so I would imagine) and then enveloped me in his arms. It took my mind a moment for me to comprehend the random act of tenderness.
"Remember what I told you? I'll always be there for you, and I'll always be yours." he whispered slowly. I hummed at some pitchless note, floating into his chest. A knock at the semi-closed door brought us back to reality. With a light giggle, I stood up straight and opened the door fully. Amanet and Bakura were standing behind the frame.
"You know, we shouldn't stay here longer than we need to. Shall we get going then?" Amanet said in a rather matter-of-fact manner. Ryou and I nodded in tandem before gathering what was left of our belongings and heading towards the van.
Oh, how I loathedthe idea of getting back in there. The swelling in my foot seemed to have gone down, but it still hurt like a chainsaw on bare flesh. None the less, I knew it was necessary to keep fleeing. Waiting until I healed was not a luxury we had at this point. Getting into the passenger seat at the front was no easy job, but somehow I made it. Ryou was sitting in the front with me, taking the wheel for the morning. He wasted no time whatsoever getting out of that town. I was rather saddened; leaving that beautifully serene area, but I knew that we couldn't stay too long. I sighed deeply as he accelerated to the speed limit for the highway, and stared absently out of the window. Darkened storm clouds floated above us, blocking the sun from sight. The fields that Were around us were swaying acutely due to the wind from the approaching storm. Within the car was completely silent, other than the gentle sound of our breathing and slight shifts in positions.
What a depressing scene.
Hours passed.
How long were we sitting there?
I couldn't tell you even if I tried.
We took a quick pit-stop at a gas station at the side of the road to re-fuel the vehicle. This time, Amanet didn't run off to stretch her legs. She just sat there looking gloomy. It shocked me that she wasn't jumping off the wall like the regular bipolar, ADHD person she was.
As I approached her, I felt her demeanour change to a forced sense of happiness.
"Oh, hey Akane. How's your, um, foot doing today?"
I sat beside her, thwumping down with the grace of a drunken pirate.
"What's with you today? No super pent up energy to release?"
She stared at me with blank eyes. Her silence was rather unnerving, so I placed my hand over hers.
"Amanet?"
She remained statically placed. Her body was incredibly dense and rigid, though could break without a moment's notice.
"...I-"
She was interrupted by the sound of approaching vehicles. They were loud, and going very fast. Not to mention there were at least five of them coming. Everyone's guard was raised, and I hobbled over to where Ryou was standing. He too was darting his eyes around, nervously trying to come up with an idea. Even Bakura looked slightly panicked.
Before we could even breathe, police cars upon police cars were upon us. No matter where we looked, all that could be seen were those white and blue sedans with flashing lights on top of them. As several uniformed men came flooding out of the cars, Bakura let out a snarl.
"Amanet, Ryou, Akane, get out of here."
Ryou's eyes widened.
"B-but, Yami-"
"I said go!"
His voice cracked slightly as he yelled at us. Amanet searched his crimson eyes desperately, making all attempts at finding anything until he turned back and stepped towards the swarm of officers.
"Well good morning gentlemen." he chuckled over-sarcastically. "Now, what brings all of you fine people to this insanely obscure place today?"
The hoard tensed around the comment, but maintained ground. One of the men emerged and walked slowly towards Bakura. He was an older man, probably in his 40's or 50's, with greying hair and early wrinkles on his face. His demeanour was serious to the point of a "I will kill you if you mess with me." tone.
"I am Detective Usui, of the Domino Homicide Faction." He produced a small card and a badge. "My purpose with you is the arrest of one Bakura Ryou. He is wanted on the charges of murder, aggravated assault and thievery."
If there was ever a time I wanted to kill Bakura, this would have to place itself on the top if the list.
"How are we going to get out of this? I mean, there are police everywhere!" Ryou whispered to me. The detective saw us talking, and he glared at Ryou with a ferocity I would have never hoped to see in a person. He shrunk back almost immediately, and didn't say a word afterwards.
The detective narrowed his eyes menacingly and started to move slowly closer to us. I was frightened; that goes without saying, but I had to be strong. I had to keep my head held high not just for myself, but for everyone else's sakes. The agent took my bout of courage as some sort of challenge. Scoffing disrespectfully, he pushed Amanet and Bakura an glared at me.
"Now, what's a little girldoing with murderers and thieves, huh?" His dry, calluses fingers pushed my chin up to face his eye level. Glaring back, I resisted all urges to spit in his face and shout endlessly at him.
"There are no murderers here. Now, if you would be so kind, we really must be going."
He smirked wryly.
"I wouldn't be thinking of going anywhere, Izumi Akane-san."
I gasped in shock.
"H-how the hell do you know my name?" I whispered vexed. I tore away from Detective Usui, and right back beside Ryou. He put his hands on my shoulders in an attempt to comfort me. I couldn't stop myself from shaking though.
Usui laughed harshly.
"It's hard to run away with your faces known everywhere, isn't it?" He turned away from me and glared teasingly at Ryou. "Bakura Ryou, you are under arrest."
I felt tears welling up in my eyes.
Was this really the end?
As the detective approached Ryou bearing handcuffs, his body shook in fear. His ever-bright eyes were shadowed and dark with despair. My focus was so dead-set on his expression, and I was completely heartbroken.
Then, out of nowhere, bright streams of red sprayed across the canvas of my vision. It was silent for a breathtaking moment before I realized what had happened. In front of us were two people: one of them was Bakura, with a knife in hand and a seething expression; and Detective Usui, on the ground, with grotesque volumes of blood pouring and spurting from his slashed throat. In the Yami's bloodied hand, was an equally gory pocketknife.
"Y-Yami? Wh-" Ryou stuttered, horrified and stunned.
"Start running. We don't have much time." he growled. His eyes were iced even more than I had ever seen them before. To be honest, it terrified me.
A cry from the masses of uniformed people stole my attention from him. The surrounding officers rustled, revealing a young man holding his gun shakily.
"You-you damn bastard! How could you do that?"
Bakura glared at the boy before turning away from him as if saying "I'm not bothering to listen to you".
The boy snarled in desperate exasperation before cocking the gun.
"DON'T TURN AWAY FROM ME!"
"Bakura! Watch out!"
A shot rang through the solemn empty plains that surrounded us. A body fell, slumping on the dirt-ridden ground.
But it wasn't Bakura's.
It was Amanet's.
I stared incredulously at her shrivelled form laying on the ground. Crimson blood was pouring out of her abdomen, and before I could even say anything, Bakura was kneeling on the ground beside her; tears threatening to pour from his mahogany eyes.
"Amanet! Amanet, stay with me!"
She looked up at him with blurred vision.
"A..Akefia... Are...you alright?" Her voice was hoarse and quiet. The bullet must have punctured one of her lungs.
"Why... Why did you do that? Why did you shield me from that?"
"Because... it-it was fate. The Necklace..." She grabbed her neck, where lo and behold, the Millennium Necklace was clasped. Shining brightly in the overcast sky, it seemed to mock the situation.
"WHY?" Bakura nearly screamed. He was beyond crying at this point, and his tears were streaming down his face unrelentlessly. "Weren't you the one that always told me, all of those years ago, that fate and destiny were just words that the damned priests used to terrorize the people into loyalty? You, who broke the chain of fate?"
She coughed herself into a weak smile. Blood came up as she coughed, and it lined the outside of her lips.
"I did... didn't I? I suppose..it's a way that I can prove to you...by giving up my life, I never betrayed you to the Pharaoh... I can die...of my own accord.."
Bakura squeezed her into a tight embrace. He was getting soaked in her blood, but it seemed he couldn't care less at this point.
"You can't die! I'll-"
He was stopped mid-statement by Amanet's cold hand reaching up and touching his cheek.
أنا أحبك، ولكن عليك أن تذهب اسمحوا لي. يمكننا أن نكون الآن مجانا..."" she whispered.
Bakura froze, before lowering his head in sorrow. Amanet...didn't say anything else.
She died almost immediately after saying...whatever it was she said.
Ryou and I stood completely motionless behind Bakura during this ordeal. It was as if our feet had been iced over and bound to the ground. The police, as well, were unmoving.
"Leave us."
I lifted my eyes to Bakura. He was angry without a doubt, but there was another emotion I had no hope of identifying on his face. I grabbed Ryou's wrist, and we silently retreated into the fields behind us.
After a few moments, he stood up from Amanet's lifeless body, and tore the Millennium Ring from under his shirt.
"Let's have some fun." he snarled.
A/N:
Amanet: TT-TT Am I really...
Bakura: Don't worry! I'm sure Riv-dono has some sort of plot bunny to save you!
Riv: ... *cough cough*
Bakura: *glare face*
Riv: Ummm...vote on the poll and review? Before Baku-chan kills me? Please?
Akane: You don't want her to die... She can't fix the plot if she's dead.