Chapter 4
"Bakura-kun?..." A voice rang in my ears.
Somebody started poking my face with their finger.
"Bakura-kuuuuuuuuuuuuun?" The voice whined.
A hand slapped my face.
"WAKE UP, DAMN IT!"
I sat up, opening my eyes to the early morning sunlight. My eyes met with Miku's.
I sighed. "So it wasn't all just a crazy dream…"
"Yeah, and you're lucky to have me, right?" Miku said, narrowing her eyes at me.
"I'm…I'm sorry, but I have to go to school." I said, standing up.
"Oh! How interesting! Can I come?" Miku sprung to her feet.
"No, I'm sorry. You'll have to stay here."
Brought upon Miku's face was a look of pure disappointment, but it disappeared as quickly as it appeared.
"Okay…" She said.
"R-Really?! It's okay?!"
"Yeah! Of course! I wouldn't want to get in the way of your education!"
She giggled pleasantly, but…
"Miku…do you promise that you will stay here? That you won't go anywhere?"
"Yes, sir!"
"You have to stay right here, okay? It's dangerous for you to go out alone."
"Okay!"
"And don't answer the door to anyone but me when I get home."
"Nag, nag, nag. You're such a worrywart, Bakura!"
"Please promise me this."
"Cross my heart and hope to d-…puke, stick a n-…cupcake in my eye."
Miku picked up my schoolbag and handed it to me. She started pushing me out of the front door.
"Don't break anything, and feel free to watch TV and eat your leeks, okay? Just don't leave this apartment."
"You've been wearing this same school uniform for the last three days, dude! It's starting to reek! Remind me when you get home for me to wash that thing, okay?"
"Just-"
"Yes, I know."
"But-"
"BYE!"
Those were her last were words said to me at that moment, as she slammed the door in my face.
I hope she'll be okay…
I started walking to school. I sniffed my uniform.
Ugh, it does smell…I should've washed it last night…
And I would have, if only she…if only she hadn't…well, I guess she didn't necessarily do anything bad, really…it's just…how is this happening? Out of all the things that have happened to me, I have to admit that this…is not the strangest thing that has happened to me. I guess weirder stuff has happened…
"Hey, Bakura."
I turned around and saw the woman who had been sitting on Miss Takanaga's couch with her yesterday.
"Oh, good morning, Miss, um…"
"Moyasu. Sana Moyasu."
"Miss…Moyasu. Did you need something?"
Miss Moyasu was a tall, wise looking woman. She had long, dark hair and dark eyes. She wore a gray vest over a black shirt, a pair of blue skinny jeans, and brown ankle boots.
"Yes…I was wondering who you were talking to last night." She asked.
Uh-oh. She heard me and Miku?
"Wh-What?! Oh, yes, that! I was talking to a, um…friend on the phone! Yeah, that was it!"
"Really? Then that was one long phone call."
"Yeah, we were planning a trip to the mall or something…"
"How nice."
"Yep! Now, I've got to go! Goodbye!"
I ran as fast as I could from the woman. Why was she so interested in what I was doing last night, anyways? Well…I guess me and Miku were pretty loud…
When I finally got to school that morning, everyone was talking about something.
"Hey, Bakura! Did ya hear?" Jonouchi asked.
"Hear what?"
"There's a new kid transferring to our class today!"
"That's interesting. Who is it?"
"I dunno. They haven't said yet. But, the thing that's really causing all the buzz is how the kid got here."
"Huh? What happened?"
"Well…they say the kid just randomly popped over here this morning and demanded to go to school here. They say the guy was so intimidating that the guy was accepted immediately."
"Really? They just let him in? Just like that?"
"Yup. No registration forms or anything. They just threw a uniform to 'im and said, 'You're coming here.' Isn't that crazy?"
"Wow…I've never heard of anything like that before…"
The bell rang and class began.
"Did you see her hair? It's almost as weird as Yugi's!" A girl whispered to her friend.
"I know! It's crazy!" Her friend replied.
The teacher walked into the room, the new student following behind him. When I saw who the new student was, I tried refrain from screaming.
"Good Morning, class. This is a new student, uh…"
All eyes were on the new student. It was a girl, about five feet tall, blue eyes, and she had really, really long turquoise hair in pigtails. She wore the Domino High School girl's uniform.
She giggled. "Why, I'm Miku Hatsune! Pleased to meet you!"
That period ended with a crowd surrounding Miku's desk.
"I love your hair! It's so unusual, but I think it's pretty!" A girl commented.
"Thank you," Miku smiled.
"You're so cute! What do you do to your face to make it so flawless?" Another girl asked.
"Vegetables. Lots of vegetables." Miku replied.
"Is your name really Miku Hatsune? Just like that anime girl on NicoNico?" Another person in the crowd asked.
"Yep. Weird coincidence, huh?"
"Say, are you single?" A boy asked Miku.
I pushed my way through the bunches of people and stopped at Miku's desk.
"Hey, Miku! I think we need to talk!" I said as calm as I could, holding back my anger.
"Really? Who are you, dear sir? I don't think I've ever met you before."
Miku grinned evilly.
Don't start yelling, don't start yelling…please, anything but that…
"Oh, lucky Miku…she gets Bakura all to herself! I wish I was as pretty as her…" A girl moaned.
"Me too!" Another agreed.
"Come on, Miku. Let's go talk…"
I held my hand out to her.
"…in private."
As me and Miku walked out of the room, I could hear almost every girl in class moan in disappointment.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! YOU PROMISED ME THAT YOU WOULD STAY AT HOME!" I yelled at Miku.
"Hey! Don't yell! You'll cause a scene!" Miku said. "Anyways, how do you expect me to just sit at home alone all day? It's lonely, and the TV won't keep me entertained forever, you know!"
She had a point. Maybe I was being a bit too overprotective.
"Look on the bright side! I'm in a place where you'll always know where I am, and I'll walk home with you every day! I'm also getting a good education, and lots of love from my adoring fans!" Miku went on.
"But…"
"But what?"
How did this even happen? This is all happening way too fast. How did this strange girl get into my school?
"F…fine. Just…don't do anything stupid, okay?" I sighed.
"KYA! REALLY?! YOU'RE ALL GOOD WITH THIS?! WOO-HOO!" Miku screeched as she hugged me tightly.
"Agh…Miku…I can't…breathe…"
"If you're still talking, you're still breathing!" Miku said, hugging me tighter.
"AH! BAKURA-KUN!"
Miku stopped hugging me as soon as the voice behind me screamed those words. I didn't care who said it-I'm just glad I get to breathe again.
"Who's that?" Miku asked.
I turned around and saw a single teenage girl standing behind me. She was petite and pleasant looking, her long, purple hair tied up in a yellow ribbon. The girl's purple eyes stared Miku down with anger.
Oh, no…not her again…
"M-Miku…have you met Miho Nosaka?" I stuttered.
"Why, no, I haven't. So good to meet you, Nosaka-san. I'm Miku Hatsune." Miku said, holding her hand out to shake Miho's hand.
Miho ignored the kind gesture and began yelling again.
"What in the world were you doing, mooching on Miho's innocent Bakura-kun?" Miho said angrily.
Mooching?
"I was only giving my dear friend a kindly hug. Is that a crime?" Miku said, speaking in her proper voice again.
"That didn't look like a kindly hug to Miho! You weren't…no…you couldn't have been…FRENCHING BAKURA?!"
"Pardon me?"
"YOU HEARD ME! YOU WERE ALL OVER HIS TONGUE, WEREN'T YOU?! HOW DARE YOU!" Miho continued to make a fuss.
Miho Nosaka, one of the first people I met when I came to this school, is a kind girl who has a strong determination to keep her friends safe. But…I'm pretty sure she has a crush on me. I mean, she hasn't come right out and said it, but…to sum it up, if any girl other than her were to seemingly hit on me or ask me out, she is the one you have to go through first. I don't hate her, it's just…why?
"MIHO WILL NOT ALLOW THIS! NO SHE WON'T!" Miho yelled.
"Hey, Bakura. Why does this kid keep on talking in the third person? Is she a nut?" Miku whispered, annoyed.
"MIHO IS NOT A NUT! SHE'S JUST INCREDIBLY CUTE, THAT'S ALL!" Miho screamed, hearing Miku's whisper.
"Come on, let's get out of here." Miku said, pulling me by the hand.
"HEY! WAIT!" Miho yelled at us.
But it was too late. We were out of there in a nanosecond.
"God, you sure do have some crazy-ass fan-girls, Bakura!" Miku told me, the two of us in a different hallway.
"Miku! They're not-"
"They are."
"…Well…"
"So, anyways…I've been meaning to ask you about something." Miku said, scratching her head.
"About what?" I asked.
"About this weird thingymajitus I found…"
Miku pulled something out of her jacket pocket. It was a ring-shaped pendant, with a triangle in the middle of it, and in the middle of the triangle, an eye.
"I mean, what the hell is this thing? It looks like a damn torture device! Why do you keep this in your home?" Miku said, holding the string the pendant was dangling on.
"Th…That's my Millennium Ring! What are you doing with it?!" I swiped the ring from Miku's hands.
"Well, I was over here, and I was over there, wandering all over your apartment due to boredom. Then, I found that on the floor! It was under your computer desk when I found it. I guess it fell off while you were asleep, huh?"
"Yeah…I guess…"
"But what is it FOR?! Do you use it to practice satanic rituals? Do you contact aliens on Mars with it? Or, is it just a back-scratcher?"
"That's what I'd like to know. I don't know its purpose, or how it was made…all I know is that my father brought it back from his trip to Egypt."
"Oh…that's good, I guess. I was gonna say, 'Man, this kid is weird! What made him get this? Maybe he hallucinates or something. Does he see spots? Does he speak to Elvis?'"
There was an awkward silence between the two of us for a moment.
"…What? 'Do I see spots? Do I speak to Elvis?' What is that supposed to mean?" I asked.
"What, you don't get it? It's a line from the 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer' movie! 'Cuz, you know, when that guy told her she was a vampire slayer, Buffy was all like, 'Do you see spots? Do you speak to Elvis?' Because, most people consider others who go about talking about vampires and stuff being real is crazy or insane, so…yeah."
"Wha…you're…"
I couldn't help but laugh. I burst out laughing, and Miku looked at me funny.
"What? It wasn't that funny."
"No…you just made it ten times more funny by going on about in that way."
"R-Really?"
"Yeah."
Miku seemed confused, but gradually, she smiled again.
"You know…your laugh…"
"Huh? What about it?"
"It's really…sweet."
"AWWWWW! It's SWEET!" A voice behind Miku and me laughed.
We turned to see Jonouchi, along with Honda, Anzu, and Yugi.
"Oh, guys! You heard all that?" I asked.
"Yeah! That was hilarious! 'Do you see spots? Do you speak to Elvis?' I almost laughed my ass off!" Jonouchi grinned.
"And the whole 'sweet laugh' thing? I'd just like to say-" Honda said before he joined with Jonouchi to start singing.
"MIKU AND BAKURA, SITTIN' IN A TREE, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! FIRST COMES LOVE, SECOND COMES MARRIAGE, THIRD COMES THE BABY IN A BABY CARRIAGE!" Jonouchi and Honda sang together.
"G-GUYS! KNOCK IT OFF!" I yelled, my face getting hot.
"Come on, guys! Quit teasing him!" Anzu said.
"It's not teasing if it's the truth!" Jonouchi said.
Miku stood a little farther away from everybody else. Bakura and his friends were teasing him about his so-called 'crush'. But, what nobody was paying attention to the pendant in Miku's hands. Bakura carelessly shoved the Millennium Ring into his pocket, not knowing it had fallen out.
Silly Bakura, Miku thought. If this thing is so important to him, then why doesn't he take better care of it?
Miku's mouth fell open when she looked down again at the pendant. For some reason or the other, it was, well…pointing at Yugi.
What the hell?
Miku picked and prodded at the ring. She shook it and pressed down on it, but it wouldn't stop pointing at Yugi.
How in the world is it doing that? Do I push a button or something?
After sitting and staring at it for a few moments, Miku finally came to a conclusion.
Oh, I get it! It's some sort of fancy, foreign backscratcher slash massager! And it's got some sort of motion sensor that I triggered when I picked it up! Huh…but what a weird design for a backscratcher slash massager. Why is that eye there, anyways?
Miku figured Bakura just had a strange taste in backscratchers. (It didn't really matter to Miku what a backscratcher looked like. A backscratcher is a backscratcher, dude. You don't need it to come from Egypt for it to be good. All you need is a fork, or a…it seems I'm getting off track here.)
Oh well. Whatever.
"Hey, Bakura! I found out what this is!"