Chapter 7: When the world turns insane

Amane was shaking and couldn't stop it. The incredible fear for her brother was drawing her crazy. She was too nervous to stop thinking about the possibility of Marik's return to their life. Her hands were shaking so badly she almost couldn't dial the number.

The unnerving sound of ringing sounded to her like an eternity. All she wanted was for Bakura to pick up the god damned phone and tell her that Ryou was safe with him. It took two rings before Bakura picked it up but Amane was already in tears.

"Who the hell is it this time?" came Bakura's usual question. It didn't calm her though.

"Bakura, where is my brother? Is he with you?"

Please, say he is right next to you!

"Ryou? He went shopping, but he should be home soon ... Amane? Amane, are you there?"

The phone fell from her fingers while she went deadly white in her face. It just couldn't be.

"Amane, pick the fucking phone from the ground and freaking explain?"

"When did he leave the house?" Amane didn't have time to answering Bakura's questions. She had to know if her brother was in danger or not.

"What the fuck? And hour ago. That's why I told you he should be back home soon. Is there a problem?" There was no answer only sound indicating she was hurriedly running through some papers. If he wasn't talking to her over the blasted phone he would probably punched her.

Amane tend to panic when she was under severe stress but he couldn't recall anything that would cause her stress lately. As for it she was completely fine this morning. What bothered him most was the urgency in her voice when she was asking about Ryou. Bakura's heart had clenched in fear. He forced himself to calm down and think rationally since she obviously wasn't able to.

"Amane, sid down, get a fucking coffee and wait for me. I will go and fetch you..."

"NO! I'm going home. I need to know if Marik didn't do anything."

Bakura heard a sharp click when the phone call ended. Cursing under his breath he went his frustration by throwing the phone across the whole living room. This was certainly new to him. Bakura couldn't remember when was the last time Amane sounded so scared and worried.

And of course there was the name – Marik – he was sure meant nothing good for Ryou. It sounded like too much of confidence that Ryou remembered some of his memory laps and Amane started be hysterical over stranger.

Narrowing his already sharp eyes Bakura's mind took a different direction. There was the possibility that Marik was the one who was dating Ryou when he ended up in hospital. But that wouldn't explain why he didn't remember anything. Another thing that kept nagging on Bakura's mind was the fact that he didn't have a slightest idea what Ryou's sickness was.


Amane knew that driving in her state of mind was almost a suicide but she couldn't force herself to calm down. The logical thing to do was to tell Bakura to come and pick her up and together to look for Ryou. Unfortunately, Amane wasn't known for choosing sensible options when driven into a corner.

She refused to think about all the times when she almost crashed and sighed in relief when she saw the parkway in front of her house. With a screech of brakes she stopped the car and shakily got out. She was stumbling to find her keys and then dropping them twice before she managed to unlock the door.

When she opened them she screamed as a hand dragged her inside and roughly held her up. It took her a moment before realizing that it was only Bakura looking as angry as ever. He was probably still pissed at her for hanging up on him twenty minutes earlier but she couldn't say anything at her defence. All she could do was shaking like a leaf in the hallway.

Bakura`s sharp red eyes softened when he saw the state she was in. Amane was always pale bordering on unhealthy but now she was as white as a sheet. Her eyes were wide with fear and her lips were sporting an unhealthy tinge of blue. It shocked him to see his friend in such a condition. The pressure she was under was obvious but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't think of anything to cause this. Without a word he drew her into his arms wrapping them tightly around her shoulders. She was shaking against him and it started to seriously freak him out.

"Amane calm down. You are home, safe and everything is ok. Just tell me what scared you."

"Where is Ryou?"

"I told you. He went out shopping should be at home anytime now."

"NO! You don't get it. He is in danger I just know it. Especially when he is around somewhere." She was crying desperately and she knew it but she was just so worried about her precious brother. There was nothing worse than the knowledge of the cause of all her misery being somewhere near her again. All she wanted was to have Ryou with her and know that he was safe.

"Ok here goes nothing. What happened when you called and who the hell is Marik?"

"Ryou used to date Marik when we still lived in England," Amane had to take a deep breath before she could continue.

"He hurt him, Bakura! He hurt him so badly and if he is here I`m sure he will hurt him again."

Bakura was shocked when he heard her. There was so many questions that still needed answering and so many things that didn`t add up but the most important thing was that Ryou was in danger and he had to do about it. Before he could answer her Bakura was distracted by the phone. With a silent cursing he dragged Amane into the living room to answer the phone and keep his eyes on here. The way she was he didn`t believe her not to do something stupid.

"WHAT?"

Amane almost flinched when she heard him answer the phone. No wonder most people thought that Bakura was an insensitive bastard. People usually needed lots of time getting use to him. More time than he was willing to give them anyway.

"Alright, just a second. Amane, this is some English guy by the name Father Charles. Do you know him?"

Amane immediately snatched the phone from Bakura's hand.

"Father Charles? Did you found out anything?"

Amane I just spoke to the people who were watching out for Marik. He left England about four days ago and he probably arrived in Domini city. You better keep close eye on Ryou and be careful yourself. I will try to find out more for you.

Amane almost fainted when she heard that news. Marik was here and her brother was god knows where. Bakura watched for a second before pressing his lips together and walking out of the room. When he returned he was carrying Amane`s cream jacket. Throwing it at her head he said as calmly as he could.

"Get ready. I will drive."


Ryou's eyelids fluttered and the boy woke up. The first thing he noticed was an incredible headache and irritating coppery taste in his mouth. He tried to get up but it only made the headache worse. He moaned from the dizziness he felt and shut his eyes again. The next thing he noticed was low chuckle and an unfamiliar hand stroking his hair in some kind of creepy gesture.

The albino forced his eyes open only to see a tanned man with a wild mane of blonde hair and disturbing violet orbs. The stranger had a half smirk half smile on his lips while his hand was stroking Ryou's white locks.

"What?…"

"Shush, babe, don't try to talk. Your head must hurt like hell. Don't worry about it. It will be better soon. Actually…" the smirk grew wider. "… actually, I would be glad to make it better myself."

He didn't know what to think about the whole situation. This man, whoever it was, had a familiar feeling about him that for some reason made Ryou wary. There was no mistake that he should have known him from somewhere but the information simply hided inside his mist covered brain. All warnings in his head had told him that there was danger in this whole scenario and something was more than just a little wrong. He needed to get away from this man and he needed to do it quickly.

Ryou was shocked to no end when the stranger roughly kissed him on the lips. It was almost hurting and the kiss felt so wrong since it wasn't from Bakura.

There was no denying it – he was in trouble and it didn't look up for him.


Hello everyone! I`m back and as surprising as it is I plan on finishing my stories. For any questions you may have I will upload my profile to let you know what was with me all this time. Thank you very much for reading this story so far and my apologies for the long wait.

Murail