O.K. I hope I didn’t offend anyone with the last chappie. The next chappies are going to include more Anzu bashing and happy, fun cute scenes with Bakura and Ryou. I also want to put a little bit of romance in the last chapter when it comes, but I since I have mixed feelings about how you guys like the shouenen-ai in Ch.13, I want to see what you guys think. Some seemed to like it, but those who either didn’t like it or thought it was o.k. didn’t review. I apologize for the somber atmosphere of the last two chappies, but I wanted to put in some angst somewhere. Rather, I needed to show that Bakura did change to some degree.
Ryou, Do the responses to our wonderful, loyal fans!
Bakura’s Lullaby:
Bakura groaned when he felt little hands shake him awake. He pulled the comforter over his eyes.
“Bakura!” The hands and voice belonged to Yugi. Bakura opened his eyes and still saw Ryou asleep beside him. He kissed the baby’s forehead again and the baby opened his eyes.
“What is it?”
“Breakfast is almost done,” Yugi said as Bakura threw off the comforter. “How’s Ryou, Bakura?”
The chibi Ryou sat up and climbed over Bakura’s side eliciting a chuckle. Yugi grabbed the chibi. “He looks a little better this morning, Bakura. We’ll have to make sure we don’t exhaust him.” Yugi returned him to Bakura and left. Bakura laid on his back and put the baby on him. “I’m glad you’re still with me, Ryou.” Ryou smiled. Bakura put him on the bed and dressed himself. He grabbed a pair of pants and shirt and began to dress Ryou singing:
Hush now, my baby
Be still love, don’t cry
Sleep like you’re rocked by the stream
Sleep and remember
My lullaby
And I’ll be with you when you dream.
Bakura took his temperature. His fever had dropped, but was still 99 degrees. As long as he dressed him warmly and kept him out of the air at the circus, Ryou should be fine. Bakura carried him downstairs to breakfast still humming the tune. Yugi and Yami watched in utter shock as Bakura rocked the chibi and prepared its formula himself. Yami and Yugi watched his every move from the breakfast table. Bakura heated the formula and put Ryou’s medicine into it. Ryou looked tranced as he laid in Bakura’s arms. Bakura sat at the table and gave Ryou the bottle continuing the song:
Drift on a river
That flows through my arms
Drift as I’m singing to you
I see you smiling
So peaceful and calm
And holding you, I’m smiling,too
“What is he singing, Yami?” Yugi whispered.
“An ancient….poem.” Yami looked down at his breakfast. “My caretaker always sang it to me when my mother wasn’t around to put me in bed.”
Bakura burped Ryou and poured a bowl of cereal himself.
“Where did you learn that song, Bakura?”
“My mother….she sang it to me….before….well, she sang it to me.”
Yami went to Bakura and looked at Ryou whose arms were wrapped around Bakura’s neck though not in desperation as the night before. “About last night. You have come a long way. I was too harsh.”
“No, Yami. You were right. I was wrong for what I did to him. But I’m trying to make things right,” Bakura’s brown eyes met the amethyst eyes of the pharaoh. Bakura was carrying the bowl over to the table when a knock at the door came. Bakura quickly put the bowl on the table and clutched Ryou tightly. “Don’t answer it until I get Ryou upstairs!” Bakura fled upstairs as Yami went for the door and paused listening to the conversation.
“’Kura?! You in there?” came a muffled yell at the door. “I told you he won’t answer!”
“He sent Anzu to my home! I refuse to live in a Shadow realm where her endless voice echoes and “Raindrops keep falling on my head” plays constantly over the speakers!”
Yami opened the door revealing Malik and Marik. “Bakura in, pharaoh?” Marik asked bluntly.
“My name is Yami, Marik.”
“…Whatever. He in?”
Bakura ran downstairs and Marik ran in bursting inside. Marik and Malik looked at Bakura’s baby and broke down laughing. “Bakura, you sly dog, you! Who’s the baby?” Malik snickered.
“Better yet, Malik, who’s the mommy?” Marik laughed.
“That’s my cue to leave,” Yami Yugi said leaving the room because he knew the author would put in yet another joke in the fic attacking Yami and his love of dolls and rubber duckies.
“So what’s his name?” Malik asked getting close to Bakura.
“Ryou.”
Marik and Malik stopped abruptly and looked at each other. Marik grabbed Ryou’s nose. “Is it real?”
“Yes, he is real, Malik, please don’t touch him.”
“Your Ryou?”
“It will take a long time to explain. What are you doing here in this fic?”
“Besides having someone want us in it, we’re going to the circus, too. Sounded like fun,” Malik winked at Marik.
“We’re only going to be there for a short time anyway,” Marik winked back at Malik.
“Hey, lovebirds,” Bakura said, “Keep it in the “R” rated fics, got it?”
Marik looks at Bakura wide-eyed. “No-.”
“No.”
“What about-?”
“Nope.”
“What if we-?” Malik grinned at Bakura raising his eyebrow.
“That’s not even right, period.”
Malik looked disappointed. “Fine. We’ll keep it PG13.”
“You better or the reviewers will get angry and flame the author. You don’t want to incur her wrath.”
“Why?”
“She’ll make you sing the rubber ducky song like Yami.”
Malik and Marik broke down hysterical at the sight of strong, manly, buff Yami singing the little rubber ducky song.
“If the writer gets good reviews, she keeps everyone happy.”
Ryou coughed on Bakura’s shoulder. “We can only go for a little bit. Ryou’s not feeling very well.” Malik rubbed Ryou’s back.
“You can leave when you’re done, but we may want to stay longer.”
“Fine. Just let me bundle him up.” Bakura bundled Ryou upstairs unbeknownst to him the door was knocked again. Malik opened the door and screamed in terror at what he saw….ANZU!!!!
Readers: AHHHHH!!!! THE HORROR!!!!!!
Next Chappie: MORE ANZU BASHING….AT THE CIRCUS NONETHELESS!!!!