Chapter 5

"I'm sorry, Hatsune-san, but I'm positive that the Millennium Ring is not a backscratcher slash massager." Yugi said.

"WHAT?! IT'S NOT?! But…then…how…" Miku stammered.

"How what?" Yugi asked.

"How…you know…it wiggled and jiggled…"

"Pardon me?" Yugi tilted his head in confusion.

"-IT FRIGGIN' MOVED, DAMN IT! I KNOW IT DID! IT WAS POINTING RIGHT AT YA!" Miku yelled.

"-Oh."

"Yeah, 'Oh'! What was that? 'Cuz I'd really like to know!"

Everybody stiffened up. Not a word was said to answer Miku's question.

"So, uh…what about that airplane food?" Jonouchi said.

"I like it."

"Yeah, it's…it's okay."

"Guys, I'm being serious. What the hell is going on here?"

The bell rang for class, loud enough to pop your eardrums.

Thank goodness…

"Wha-? H-HEY! COME BACK HERE! ANSWER MY QUESTION!" Miku yelled.

"Sorry! I've got math! Wouldn't want to be late!" Jonouchi yelled back to Miku, running down the hallway.

"Never thought you'd say that, didn't ya?" Honda snickered, following Jonouchi.

"Shut up…" Jonouchi moaned.

"GUYS! W-WAIT! COME ON! YOU GUYS!...guys?"

Miku stood alone in the middle of an empty, dreary hallway.

"Oh…darn it!" Miku groaned and stomped to class.

"What the hell is she doing?!" A tall girl with long, pink hair yelled.

"Don't worry, Luka. I'm sure that she'll be just fine." A shorter, gentler girl said to the other. This girl had short green hair, and she wore goggles atop her head.

"But of all of the people who had to get the software! Of all of the people, that little moron had to get her! I just don't understand, Gumi!" The pink-haired girl yelled again.

"Agh, will you calm down? You're not helping my headache with all of your yellin'!" Another girl said. She stood with the girls, holding her head in her hands. This girl was dressed in red, and her hair was short and brown.

"You shouldn't have drunken all of that sake then, Meiko. It's not good for you." A girl even taller than the pink-haired girl said. This girl's hair was pure white. It went past her waist it was so long. She had it tied back in a ponytail.

"Look who's talkin'! You ain't any better, Haku!" Meiko replied.

"I know how you feel, Meiko-chan! When I eat lots and lots and lots of ice-cream, I get these horrible headaches-"

"-Yes, Kaito dear, we all know about your ice-cream habits." Meiko said to Kaito, a tall boy with short blue hair.

A pair of petite, teenage twins stood hand in hand. One was a girl, a big white bow tied in her short blond hair. The other was a boy, his short blond hair tied back in a ponytail.

"Len, what are we going to do? Miku's going to get hurt if she stays with that boy! We have to go get her out of there! We have to-"

"-Rin, if this is what the gods want her to do, then this is what she'll do. I promise that everything will come out alright in the end, okay?" Len pressured his worried sister.

"Okay…if you say so…" Rin agreed.

"Aw, you two are so cute! Look at you guys, so widdle and small! The big brother protecting his little sister! It's so sweet!" Gumi said, pinching Rin's and Len's cheeks.

"Knock it off, Gumi!" Len said, pushing Gumi away.

"Yeah! Besides, I came out first!" Rin said.

"No you didn't! We come in the same software, doofus!" Len argued.

"Well, I'm in front of you! You just stand in my shadow!"

"Bleh!" Len stuck his tongue out at Rin.

"BLEH!" Rin stuck hers out too.

"BLEH!"

"BLEH!"

"-Yes girls, you're BOTH pretty! NOW SHUT THE HELL UP!" Meiko yelled.

"Neru, take a picture of them with your phone! They're in cute mode!" Gumi said to another petite blond-haired girl, except her waist-long hair was tied in a ponytail that hung on the right side of her head. Neru texted on her cellphone, which was the same color as her hair.

"No. Busy." Neru said blankly, not looking up from her phone.

"Aw, but Neeeeeeeeruuuuuuuu!" Gumi whined.

"-WHAT DID I JUST SAY ABOUT SHUTTING THE HELL UP?" Meiko interrupted.

Gumi immediately stiffened up and closed her mouth.

Luka rolled her eyes at the craziness of her friends.

"It's just…I wish I knew that she was in safe hands. I just can't trust someone so important with some spazzy little kid with…" Luka shuddered. "…that."

"'That'? You mean his hair? I know, it's so weird looking! Why would a guy have such long hair, anyways?" Len said.

"Pot and Kettle, Len." Rin said.

"What?"

"I was talking about that ring of his, silly." Luka said, flicking Len's nose with her finger.

"HEY!" Len yelled, hands on his nose.

"But there's no reason to worry, Luka. The gods said Miku would unlock her full potential with that boy. She'll be just fine." Haku reassured Luka.

"Yes…but…I'm scared that the gods may be wrong."

"But the gods can't be wrong…can they?"

"GOD HAS WRONGED ME!" Jonouchi yelled, sitting down to eat lunch with his friends.

"How so?" Miku asked, biting into her leek.

"I don't wanna say it…"

Honda pulled a piece of paper out of Jonouchi's hands.

"H-HEY!" Jonouchi yelled, grabbing for his paper.

Honda studied the paper carefully.

"A 38 on your math test. Tsk, tsk, tsk…"

"IT'S NOT LIKE I ASKED YA TO TAKE A LOOK AT IT!" Jonouchi yelled, grasping his test paper yet again.

"You sort of did," Honda said.

"I-I did?"

"Uh-huh." Miku agreed.

"Walked right into it." Anzu nodded.

"You really need to study more. Put at least a little bit of effort into your schoolwork." Honda sighed.

"I POUR MY VERY HEART AND SOUL INTO MY SCHOOLWORK! I SWEAR, THIS MUST BE THE WORK OF SOMETHING UNEARTHLY, 'CUZ I-"

"-So Miku, where are you from?" Anzu asked.

Uh-oh…

"Uh…she's from, uh…" I cleared my throat. "…O-Osaka."

"Osaka?" Anzu said.

"Yeah! She's a true Osakan, alright! Right, Miku?"

Miku looked up at me, her mouth full of leek. It was all over her face, too.

"Osaka? Oh, yes…y'all." Miku then went on crunching her vegetable.

"Really? You don't seem to be the Osakan type." Anzu said.

"Oh, I'm Osakan here, I'm Osakan there, I'm all over with this Osaka stuff." Miku went on.

"Let's give you a test to see if you're a real Osakan!" Jonouchi yelled. "How do you feel about Takoyaki?"

Miku thought for a moment before giving a reply.

"I think it's kick ass."

…

"Yeah, she's definitely from Osaka." Jonouchi confirmed.

School came and went, and Miku and I walked home together.

"Bakura! Bakura! Bakura! Bakura!" Miku jumped up and down.

"Yes?"

"What was that thingy?"

"Oh no, not that again…"

"TELL ME! TELL ME! TELL ME!"

"Don't worry about it. It's nothing."

"IF IT'S NOTHING, THEN WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME ABOUT IT?!"

"You wouldn't understand."

"Dude. Seriously. Do you hear yourself?"

I sighed. "Okay…it's kind of…well…it's-"

"-HEY, YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

"HUH?"

Miku ran in front of me to see Miss Moyasu, who was standing in front of the front door to my apartment. The door was open for some reason.

"What are you doing, loitering in front of Bakura's home? Are you a hobo, 'cuz I still won't make any ex-WHOA."

Miku stopped speaking to Miss Moyasu to look over her shoulder into my apartment.

"Ma'am? What's wrong? Why is the door open?" I asked.

Miss Moyasu had a worried look on her face.

"I went out today with Kagome, but when I came back with her…well…see for yourself."

I looked behind her and gasped. The whole apartment was absolutely trashed. Everything was turned over upside down or on its side. A lamp was broken and the TV sat on its side, its screen cracked. The couch was turned upside down, and its cushions were torn out and thrown all over the place.

"Wh-What?! What happened here?!" I asked.

"It looks like you've been robbed." Miss Moyasu replied.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Miku screeched.

She ran into the apartment recklessly. She jumped over the fallen furniture and into the kitchen. Miku looked at the fridge, which was on its back on the floor. It had fallen to where its doors were facing up. Miku opened the door and sighed with relief.

"OH, THANK GOD!"

She pulled a bunch of ripe, green vegetables out of the fridge. She held them as if they were her children.

"IT'S ALRIGHT, THEY DIDN'T TAKE THE LEEKS!" Miku yelled.

I took one step into the apartment and fell to my knees.

"Who…who would do this? Wh-why?..."

"Oh, Bakura-san…I'm so sorry…" Miss Moyasu said.

"Well, what the hell are we doing just standing here? Let's call the police!" Miku said, dropping her leeks to the floor. "Where's the phone?"

"I have my cell," Miss Moyasu said, pulling her phone out of her pocket.

"Why didn't you call them before?!" Miku yelled in Miss Moyasu's face.

"I-I Just wanted to wait and see if you wanted to or not…"

"Of course we would want you to call them, you stupid-"

"-Miku, that's enough! Leave her alone! This wasn't her fault!"

"…Fine."

Miku tore the phone out of Miss Moyasu's hands.

"I'll call them myself, thank you very much." Miku growled.

As Miku called the police, I just sat there, not saying a word. Why would this happen to me, of all people? Why…?

"Is there anything I can do? Anything at all?" Miss Moyasu asked.

"I'd like it if you'd shut your trap." Miku said.

When Miku was done with her call, she threw the phone to Miss Moyasu without warning. She barely caught it.

"They said they would be here in a bit." Miku said.

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes.

"Ah, come on! Don't be a sissy! Get up!" Miku said.

"But…Miku…"

"No sir! You get up right now, young man!" She continued.

I got to my feet as she told me to.

"Now, wipe your eyes! We are not, under any circumstances, going to cry! Do you understand?"

"O-okay…"

"We aren't going to be weak little crybabies about this! The police will show up and we'll find the asshole who did this! Got it?"

"Yes…"

"Alright! Now, I'm going to eat some leeks to take the edge off, okay?"