Make Me New

Make Me New



Summary: Happiness doesn't last forever.

Disclaimer:I do not own YGO. If I did, things would be terribly different.

Warning:None for Now

Author’s Note: It's what you've all been wanting for a while I suppose... if you evevn remember or care. But here we are.



Eyes



In the absence of light, there is absolute darkness and there was no better way to describe the emotions that Bakura was feeling right now.



No one was allowed in the room. No one was allowed near. They watched through the window as doctors and nurses and police buzzed around. There might be press later, but right now, there was only one thing to see.



Bakura was hovering over Ryou with a protective air laced with violent intent for anyone who even had an inkling to step at him the wrong way.



Yami observed the Tomb Robber, watching the dark energy flow off of him and shook his head.



"This is not good." He looked at Marik and the Assassin gave a nod. They pulled their Hikaris back and met with resistance.



"Yugi, this is not the time."



The tri-color haired boy looked at him, defiance written all over him. "No! Ryou needs us!"



Marik had taken a different approach and was moving an unconscious Malik away from the door. As far as he was concerned, his Hikari could sleep in the waiting room.



The Egyptian eye flashed on Yami's forehead and Yugi whimpered, stepping away.



"I don't have time for games. Not right now. You felt what happened."



Yugi looked down and whispered. "...Ryou's really...really hurt isn't he?"



Yami hugged him and took him away.



More than any of us will know.



****



The red tinge wasn't going away and every time someone got too close, Bakura half way sent them to the Shadow realm. If he hadn't acted so quickly...



There'd been so much blood. He could never remember people having so much blood.



He'd last killed seriously thousands of years ago and he couldn't remember so much blood. So much red on white and his beloved near dead in his arms...



He pressed his ear to Ryou's heart and could hear the sluggish beat.



These doctors said he'd lost so much blood. They wanted to know what happened and all he told them was "Heart break". They didn't need to know what else. He hadn't cared what happened to the other one. He made sure they took Ryou first. He didn't care. If Kaiba even tried anything, he'd be dead.



He'd be dead.



An audible growl scared nurses away and he looked up, his eyes red and sinister.



"What?"



"We...if you could...we need to check the patient..."



He stood, slowly, the Millenium ring bouncing against his chest. "I am staying."



"Well sir -."



He fixed her with a glare and the woman shut up, fleeing the room. He looked down at his Hikari, so vulnerable and pale and moved his bangs out of his eyes with a finger.



He couldn't repay blood with blood, not when his precious had done this by himself. How could he fix this?



****



The private rooms were large and luxurious, but what did it matter when the person in them was half dead?



The doctors said Dartz had suffered a total of three stab wounds, all very strategic. They said he was lucky he hadn't bled to death and that they were dealing with a psycho who ever had done this.



Seto just stared at them. He was still in shock. He'd have to deal with the media, he'd have to deal with -with Dartz's father...he'd have to deal with Bakura.



What would the spirit do to him if he even tried to face him now? Could he expect a hospital bed next?



Ryou told him if he ever hurt Bakura he'd carve him up and he was sure Bakura had told Dartz all sorts of unpleasant things would happen if he ever hurt Ryou and now...



He'd never be able to get that image out of his mind. He'd never be able to get that scream out of his ears. He didn't believe in any of that stupid magic YamiHikari crap but he felt it in his soul. The pain, the anguish...and the murder in Bakura's eyes.



"You did this..."



And Seto tried to say he hadn't. He tried to say no but all he did was stare as Bakura screamed it again and again as he held Ryou to him, the voice growing rough and inhuman, Bakura's eyes glowing red. He'd experienced the Shadow Realm once and as the blackness had swirled around his feet he knew for sure he was going again, but the paramedics hadd saved him. Once help arrived, Bakura seemed to calm down...



But now he wondered.



When this was over, what was going to happen.



He stood back and let the professionals do their jobs. He'd of course spare no expense. He'd have to deal with Mokuba as well. Despite starting out roughly, Mokuba and Bakura seemed to get along. He didn't want any problems out of his brother about this. He had enough to deal with.



He watched the window.



A city a night was a thing to marvel at.



****



Malik looked across at Yugi and Yami and didn't know what to do. Yugi just kept crying. The psychic shock hadn't been that bad had it?



//He's remembering the images now. He can't handle it like you can. All you did was freak Otogi out by screaming, "I have to see Marik" over and over.//



Malik gave an embarassed smile and watched Yami try to calm his Hikari down. He supposed he didn't have a bad reaction because Marik used to send him images all the time. Of kills of the awful things he did while in control of his body, anything. Everything. Yugi and Yami...they believed in that privacy and blocking shit. Marik invaded his mind all the time. It was like their "thing". Except during sex. Marik didn't like doing that anymore. Especially when he'd started giong out with Bakura. And especially especially after he'd gotten with Otogi.



Marik hooked an arm around his neck and kissed his forehead.



//You okay?//



//I'm...I'm fine...I just can't believe...what was Ryou...Bakura I've never seen him...it's crazy Yami.//



Marik pulled him on his lap and let the boy curl against him. He knew it was affecting Malik more than he knew. Especially if he was calling him Yami. He looked over at Atemu and Yugi was still crying, though now it was strong sniffles and whimpers. He was almost glad to see that despite everything, they were still YamiHikari at the end of the day...or at the end of an attempted murder.



Now was the waiting game.



****



He hadn't slept. He really didn't need to. And he hadn't really eaten. He'd just stayed with Ryou, the whole damn time. He growled at the police who came to question and refused to let them put cuffs on his sleeping Hikari. It wasn't right. None of this was right.



Who was pressing charges? Dartz was in a fucking coma wasn't he?



He got a hold of a newspaper once in three days and saw it was Kaiba.



Hn. Kaiba. Kaiba that bastard. Kaiba.



This media hype. Long ago it wouldn't have been this way. Adulterers were killed on the spot or castrated and now...there was a trial? They were calling his beloved Crazy? Kaiba was "Sorry" things had to be this way?



"FUCK THAT!" he screamed, throwing the newpaper to the floor.



His eyes burned and he covered them. That hadn't stopped either and he rushed to the bed, grabbing a limp hand. He wanted his Hikari to wake up. He wanted Ryou to wake up and explain what was going on, why were they doing this? How could they do this?



He looked at him and leaned forward, kissing him. He kissed him again and again, wanting him so badly to wake up. He rubbed his hand against his cheek and whispered.



"Wake up...Ryou wake up...you have to..." He shut his eyes. They'd been burning red for days and days and he was growing restless. Antsy. He'd eyed a nurse last night and knew if he did it just right, no one would find her body.



He needed Ryou to wake up. He needed him to wake up so nothing would happen.



****



Otogi didn't mind. Malik and Marik were something beyond his understanding, but he really wished...



He really wished Marik wouldn't hold him like that.



Malik Ishtar sat in his usual against his Yami, his shirt (if it could be called that) around his nipples so Marik could rub his tummy. It wasn't like Malik was some aligator that had to be lulled to sleep...though Malik was often lulled that way. It was annoying and Malik was his boyfriend and why wasn't Yugi with Marik?



Probably because Yugi was lounging all over Yami, reading the newspaper.



"Yami, does this mean Ryou's going to jail?"



"Aibou, you're more familiar with the justice system of this time. Why not tell me?"



Yugi blinked and started to whine. "I don't want to think!" He got up and went over to where Marik was, staring at Malik. Yugi shooed Malik and took his place, Malik climbing over towards Otogi. The raven haired boy rejoiced, very glad when Malik decided it was make out time.



Marik held Yugi close and looked at Atemu. "I think we should go see Bakura."



The youth nodded. "Do you have the Millenium Rod?"



Marik nodded. "Yeah, I had Bakura snatch it back from Kaiba a while back."



"Good, because we'll need them if there's trouble."



Yugi looked at them both. "Jail break?"



"You're staying here Aibou."



"Aw! I am not!" He looked at Marik. "Let me come?"



Marik got a look in his eyes. "There'll be time for that later Chibi." He kissed him and eased him off his lap. He got up and snapped at Yami.



"Let's go Porcupine!"



"What? What did you just call me Slave?"



Yugi rolled his eyes and left before a fight could start. He'd con Marik into taking him to see Bakura and Ryou later.



****



Working by bedside was much quieter than working in his office. At least here, the press was kept away due to health concerns.



Dartz was still out of it, but the doctors said he was improving daily. That was good.



He still hadn't seen Bakura, but so far, his brother wasn't talking to him and everyone thought he was wrong for pressing charges against someone who was unconcious.



When Dartz woke up he could make some changes if he wanted, for now, he would play it his way.



**



Bakura looked at Marik like he was fucking insane. What did they think they needed to do?



"You brought the rod?"



"...We thought you'd be crazy."



"This, from You?"



Marik gave a laugh and shrugged. He stepped into the room more and motioned for Yami to stay put. He pulled up a chair and sat near Bakura.



"How is he?"



"Not awake."



Marik stared into Bakura's eyes and had to look away when a symbol began to burn on his forehead. "Shit, you're giving it off like nobody's business."



Bakura smirked. "yeah, your hair was starting to spike."



Marik grinned. "Oh my god, no!"



And they laughed shortly, Marik reaching out to grip Bakura's forearm. "You can't go crazy."



"Tell that to someone else."



They looked at each other again and the symbol burned on Marik's forehead, both giving each other malicious grins before Yami rushed over and forced them apart.



"That cannot happen!" He looked at Bakura. "You need to control yourself. Think of Ryou."



Bakura just stared, annoyed when he couldn't get an evil rise out of the Pharaoh. "I do think of Ryou. All the time. I'm the only one who does. What about Dartz? Was he thinking of Ryou? Hm? How about fuck no?"



Marik came over and sat on the bed, Yami taking the seat. Marik leaned to look at Ryou.



"Bambi don't look so good..." he whispered something in the sleeping boy's ear and kissed his cheek.



Bakura looked at Yami. "Will Shadow magic wake him?"



"I do not know." Yami got up and moved some of Ryou's hair out of his face. "Yugi wants to see him."



"Hmph."



"Malik too." Marik said. "Maybe...you know, that Hikari shit will make him wake back up."



Bakura just crossed his arms. "I was reading the paper. What does that shit mean?"



Marik shrugged. "Ishizu said she doesn't see anything too bad happening...that's all I can say. But, you cannot kill Kaiba."



They looked at each other and Marik smiled. "I also, cannot kill Kaiba."



Bakura looked at Yami.



"Or maim him. Tomb Robber, you need to control yourself."



Bakura closed his eyes and leaned his head back. "Fuck..."



Marik appeared at his side. "Maybe you need to. You know, Pharaoh doesn't have a boyfriend -"



"NOT IN A MILLION YEARS!" they both said, Marik jumping.



"Damn, fine."



They stood around for a moment when Marik's cell phone began to sound off. It said, "Marik! I want you! Marik I want you!" in Yugi's voice.



Yami shook his head and Bakura cracked a smile.



He answered it, crossing an arm. "What? ...No...not yet...maybe...maybe...Oh really? ...would I get to take pictures -Hey!"



Yami took the phone. "Yugi."



"You're not Marik! Let me see Ryou!"



"Aibou, we'll discuss this later -"



Yami heard noise outside the door and Malik waltzed in, Yugi behind him.



"We took someone's car." Malik saw Ryou and both the boys moved over to the bed, growing quiet.



Yugi looked over Ryou, gently opening one of his eyes. Malik smacked his hand and they argued quietly for a moment then settled, Malik opening one of Ryou's eyes as well. Yugi smacked his hand and they smacked at each other for a second then giggled to a stop.



Yugi gave Ryou a hug and dug around in a bag he'd brought. He put Scapegoat plushie under his arm and Malik gave him a plushie Aligator.



Yugi frowned and reached into his bag again, revealing a flop earred rabbit and Malik pulled out a Kitten from no where. The Yami's rolled their eyes as Yugi and Malik began pulling random things from their pockets and giving them to a sleeping Ryou.



By the end, Ryou had lots of plushies, a wallet, some cash, a few sticks of gum, house keys, and some condoms...which Marik claimed for himself.



Bakura went over and straightened the stuff, leaving Ryou with the rabbit plushie, pocketing the cash and getting a stick of gum. He moved everyone toward the door and grunted a thank you. Yugi stood in front of him when everyone was out of the room, his eyes large and teary.



"He'll wake up right?"



"He will."



Yugi looked into Bakura's eyes, stepping closer to him. "What's wrong with your eyes?"



"Nothing. You shouldn't stare Midget."



Yugi huffed but didn't kick him in the shin. A call of "Aibou" drew his attention momentarily and Yugi quickly went back over to the bed and hugged Ryou, coming back to try and hug Bakura. The Yami stared him down and Yugi edged towards the door, jumping him in the last moment.



"I'll make them let me come visit!"



Bakura's eyebrow twitched. "You're still hugging me."



"I'll be your make up Hikari!" Yugi grinned like a fool and eventually was pulled away by Marik, Yami giving him an apologetic look.



Bakura nodded and closed the door when they were gone. He went back over to the bed and closed his eyes, leaning his forehead against Ryou's.



"You gotta wake up Bambi..." He kissed him then, feeling something stir.



He opened his red eyes to look into half closed dark brown ones.



"...yami...don't..."



"Ryou..." he breathed.



Red eyes looked into brown and Ryou's mouth curved into a tiny smile.



"...yami..." he whispered. "Your eyes...are so brown..."



****

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