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Characters: Yami Bakura and Nanami & and whoever would like to visit them.
Location: Hospital
Rating: PG-13
Time: May 21st – May 26th
Description: Yami Bakura and Nanami share a hospital room after their disastrous mission in Venezuela. Yami Bakura will be unconscious until May 25th, but Nanami will be here all week folks awake for the most part.


The room was silent with the exception of the machines beeping to remind visitors that the two bodies in the room were still warm. Nanami spent her time awake staring at the ceiling or out the window and periodically glancing over at her dormant partner in the other hospital bed that occupied the room.

He was covered in various bandages with bruises peeking out from behind them. His hair was sticking out in a more ridiculous manner than usual due to the bandage wrapped around his head like some sweatband from the 80’s. She had been updated on his condition shortly after she regained consciousness and besides the things you could see he had also twisted an ankle and had been poisoned by one of the monsters they had tried to fight off. The antidote had been administered shortly after they had arrived at the hospital but he was still unconscious.

Nanami hadn’t managed to get off scot-free either. Aside from the usual cuts, scrapes and bruises she had some deep lacerations on the left side of her back that had been stitched up and she was still anemic.

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[shiromadoushi]

But what he had was never good enough. That's why he always reached so desperately for the dream that Yuugi and the others provided. Something outside of himself that would be the magic that would transform his world...

It was why he clung so hard to the Ring. To his friends. To any promise....

He didn't want to face the harsh truth of the world. He wanted to believe in something more... even in this world, where things were so much harsher...it felt even more as if the power of believing in others, the power of trusting in others... it was all the more important.

"...All I have is my life..." he said softly.

[feelsgoodinyou]

"You won't be able to make a change unless you're willing to lose something as well." If it was one thing that Bakura could neither empathize with nor understand then it was Ryou's damsel in distress mentality that drove the boy to just lock himself up into a tower and wait for somebody else to come save him.

He was about to pull his hand free. "And a life is all everybody has. I'm not about to risk mine for somebody who won't struggle to keep himself afloat."

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura's grip tightened as if sensing his double's intent. "I've already lost everything before... you know how little I've ever had, this is the first time I've had something that I didn't want to lose...! I have friends here... family... If I lose them, I don't think I could keep going on..."

He was afraid. Afraid to lose anyone else, afraid of being alone, of being left behind... it was paralyzing. Every person BREW sent back chipped away more and more of what little stability Bakura had, leaving him clinging tightly to whatever fragments he had left, acting as if everything was fine in hopes that it would become real.

[feelsgoodinyou]

Bakura stopped at that. Turning to size Ryou up, he told him coldly "Then just go die already."

He had had enough of his 'double' and his constant worries. Not even being touched like that could change that; if anything it made Bakura resent Ryou even more because his body was still warm and yet he did nothing with it while Bakura had to fight for every chance to be alive with claws and teeth. It was the one thing that hadn't changed after his death and he had enough of dealing with an defeatist attitude like that which just threw everything away without even trying. He knew people like Ryou, they were those who got themselves and everybody else killed. Maybe that was even why he had never bothered to try and make contact with the boy after Ryou had finally been able to hear his voice and recognize his presence.

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura pulled back slightly at the words. "That won't solve anything...!" He'd be even more alone then...!

[feelsgoodinyou]

"Why?" Bakura kept pressing, "Everybody and -thing changes over time. Nothing stays forever. Your desire to keep everything as unchanging as yourself will only cause you to become a hurdle in the way of others who still have the will to actually life and move on. So it'd be best for us all if you just ended this pathetic farce of a tragedy like the piss-poor brat you are and die already."

[shiromadoushi]

The breath caught in Bakura's throat, shoulders hunching in as he looked down. "I--" he faltered. "I just..."

He trailed off, shoulders slowly going slack once more. "...I just want to be happy..." he finished in a very soft whisper, eyes low.

Except that he wasn't. There were moments, moments he treasured over everything else...! But it was like trying to hold sand. Something would come along and change things and he would be left with nothing but fragments. The empty apartment. The empty apartment across the hall... when even L was moving on and he was left behind...

[feelsgoodinyou]

Bakura's expression softened at that even though an attentive person might have noticed how his eyes remained hard. "Everybody does. That's no sin."

He reached out and brushed a stray strand of hair of of Ryou's face. "I just wish you would quit tossing away all the things you have."

[shiromadoushi]

The teen looked up, something in him melting just slightly at the touch that seemed almost affectionate. "I'm not trying to..." he near whispered. "I just don't know what to do, sometimes... or any of the times, really... I'm no good at this, Bakura..." he admitted, fingers tightening around his double's. "I don't want to keep messing up and making things worse but it feels like that's all I do somedays..."

[feelsgoodinyou]

The spirit snorted under his breath as the corners of his lips turned upwards. "So what if you do? Nobody's perfect and if you constantly keep messing up that just means that you're trying to take the way that's not suited for you. Nothing keeps you from turning around and trying another until you find the one that fits."

His hand gave Ryou's a little squeeze as he inwardly smirked. Just a little more now...

[shiromadoushi]

"But I don't know what other way to try..."

[feelsgoodinyou]

Bakura rolled his eyes and gave Ryou a little knock against his head (he had to control himself to not to make it a hard one). "Use your head, idiot. And finally get rid of that idea that there's a way that is absolutely wrong or right."

[shiromadoushi]

The younger of the Bakurae ducked his head slightly at the knock, giving a faint smile. "If I knew how, I'd have done it already... but I'll do my best..."

[feelsgoodinyou]

"Very reassuring." The comment was dry, but not half as cutting as Bakura could usually make them. "Can I have my hand back now?"

[shiromadoushi]

The teen hesitated a moment before very slowly letting go.

[feelsgoodinyou]

"Thanks" Again, he didn't sound geniune but also not insulting.

Bakura flexed his hand and rubbed it to get thesensation of having been held for that long out of it while he made a step back. Once again his form started to dissolve. "I guess that's it for now."

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura hesitantly reached after him. "...will you wake up...?"

[feelsgoodinyou]

Bakura merely shrugged his shoulders in return. "Depends on what shape I'm in."

[shiromadoushi]

"There wasn't anything left I could heal... so it should be fine now...."

[feelsgoodinyou]

Physical hadn't been the only thing that Bakura had meant, but considering that had probably been too much to expect from the other one. Honestly, all the brat needed was the illusion that everything would be okay and he'd forget just about everything bad that he had seen.

Bakura's face darkened a bit into his usual displeased expression as he sighed under his breath, sounding somewhat annoyed. Stupid emotional leech. "Yeah, then I might wake up when I feel like it sometime soon if that's the case."

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura nodded, looking down. "As long as you can... and eventually will..." he said softly.

He didn't really understand why the spirit wanted to stay asleep... if it were him, he'd have wanted to be out of the hospital as fast as possible, and he didn't think the spirit was the type to think any differently. The thought of there being damage that wasn't physical hadn't even crossed his mind...

[feelsgoodinyou]

He huffed. "There has yet to be a thing that can keep me for long."

[shiromadoushi]

Another nod. "Thankfully... After before... I was a bit worried..." he admitted, looking down at his hands.

[feelsgoodinyou]

"Really." This time he didn't sound nice. "I don't see how that was much different to how I've been killed and torn apart before."

[shiromadoushi]

"...you mean that's happened before...? Enough that you're used to it...?" There was an almost horrified note in Bakura's voice at that. Remembering the one time he had felt it... It was enough to make him shudder just thinking about it.