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Room 401	By : NihilEtNemo Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2377 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�How�s your hand feel?� he asks. �Is it in
incredible burning agony? Would you rather die than be in any more pain?�

No answer. Kaiba just lies there, staring at the
ceiling, his now unbandaged hand lying on his stomach. Looks nasty. All curled
up� probably should have started therapy a while ago, if you ask me.

�Can you move it?�

No answer. He doesn�t much care; he decides to sit
on the side of Kaiba�s bed. He picks up his hand � the other tries to pull it
away, but his grip is firm. He doesn�t even appear to notice the brown-haired
boy�s efforts. He inspects the hand. Pale, kind of soft. Been wrapped up to
long, my friend. Burned, too, just like the rest of the left third of his body.
The fingers are all curled in, and they don�t move even when he moves the hand.

�So, can you move it at all? Or does it hurt too
much? Does it hurt when you try to do this?� He pulls all the fingers back at
once, laying them out flat.

The other kicks him in the side, shoving him off the
bed, and yanks his hand back, curling over it, hiding both his face and his
hand from view.

�What? I just asked you a fucking question, you
maniac. Jeez.� He stands up and goes back to sit in his own bed.

Fuckin� psycho. I didn�t do anything to him � why�d
he kick me for? Jackass. He flips him off, even though his back is to it. Of
course, he wouldn�t be able to see it if he were looking, so it doesn�t make
much difference.

Click� click� click� God, this is boring.

�Don�t you get hungry? You don�t eat anything.�

No answer. That�s okay. It�s what he usually gets.
He feels special that Kaiba talks to him at all. �Hey, moneybags� why don�t you
talk to anyone else? Or do you? Was what Jou said true? Are you really that
weird? How come?� It�s all right to ask that many questions in a row without
waiting for an answer, because he knows he won�t get one. �You know that they
won�t leave you alone just because you don�t talk to them. The doctors bug you
all the time. Of course, the friendship fairies didn�t really talk to you, but
most people aren�t like them.�

There�s still no answer. That�s still okay. It�s
just proving his point.

White-haired picks absently at his tray of food.
It�s almost empty � only Jell-O left. What is with the Jell-O? Kaiba�s food
wasn�t any better toady� all boring, bland. No wonder Kaiba doesn�t like eating
it�

Look over at Kaiba. He�s still bent over. Wonder
what happened. He hurt himself? He goes to sit on Kaiba�s bed again; the brunet
moves away slightly. Guess he wants to be alone. Too bad.

�I�m not some psychopath � I�m not going to hurt you
any.� Kaiba doesn�t answer, but he begins to laugh. It takes a moment to
recognize it; he hasn�t laughed once in the past almost two weeks since they�ve
been here.

�What�s so funny?�

Brunet head shakes slightly. �Not a psychopath�� he
laughs.

�Whatever, weirdo.� He huffily leaves the bed and
goes back to his own. After a moment the other quiets and lies down, on his
side, to keep from hurting the burns.

Click� click� click� God, this is boring.

He goes back to Kaiba�s bed and pulls the blankets
off of him, earning a hiss of surprise. He tries to yank them back up; not
happening.

Frown. �You�re really skinny, you know that?� Poke
in the highly visible ribs. On the burnt side. �I could play these things like
a xylophone.�

The other tries to push him away, but he�s weak, and
he just shoves his hands down and sits on the bed, on his knees. A staring
contest, for a moment� He grabs Kaiba�s burnt shoulder and shoves him down onto
the bed, making him lie flat on his back, and grabs the Jell-O. Kaiba
struggles, tries to shove him away, kick him, making him go. He forcefully
grabs his hands, not noticing the injured one, in one of his, and forces them
down, sitting on him with one knee on either side of him. He forces the hands
down; when Kaiba just turns his head away, he puts the hands under his knee and
holds them down, and grabs the burned side of his head to hold it still. Kaiba
continues trying to struggle, but he�s incapacitated. He forces his mouth open
with one hand and dumps the Jell-O in, not letting him move, and closes his
mouth, holding it shut until he�s forced to swallow. He tries to struggle, to
throw him off and not let him force him to eat, but he�s forced to and when he
lets him go cerulean eyes glare up at him, bright with tears, as he gasps for
air.

�Damn you�� he rasps quietly, shaking slightly.
�Damn you to hell��

�I�m not going to let you starve.� What does he
think I am, some kind of monster? Pat on the cheek; he winces. Must hurt. Ow�
look at that hand. That can�t be fun. Probably shouldn�t have sat on it. Meh �
his own fault.

No answer � he just turns on his side, curled around
himself. Ignoring me, eh? Can�t have that, now can we?

Poke, in the back this time. �What the hell�s your
problem? All I did was feed you.� Poke. Poke poke. He winces every time. Very
interesting. His back must have been facing the explosion�. �You should be
thanking me. Not ignoring me. Damn you, don�t you fucking ignore me!�

He grabs Kaiba�s shoulder and pulls him onto his
back again, and slaps him, hard. You will not be like Ryou! He ignored me for
so long � pretended I wasn�t real � and now�

He winces, cries out a little. From the pain? Let�s
assume so. Snort. �Come on, Kaiba, man up. Tough it out. You don�t like the
pain?� Slap again, on the other, non-burned side of his face. Then back on the
burned side. He tries to get away. �Love the pain. It�s how you know you�re
alive, Kaiba.�

He finally releases him and turns his back to him.
This is getting boring again�

�I don�t want to be.�

The words were so quiet� were they real? Yes, they
were real. Everything is frozen for a moment. Then he turns back to him.

�You don�t want to be alive?� Blue eyes stare coldly
back into brown. �Why? Because poor little Mokuba is dead? He�d be dead no
matter what. You think that your brother wants you to starve yourself to death
on his account?�

�He�s dead�� Kaiba whispers. �I have no reason to be
alive� no right��

He slaps him, hard, again. �I had no right to do
that, but I did it anyway. And I�m sure that your brother could forgive you
wanting to live easier than you can forgive me hurting you over and over
again.�

�I don�t want to live�! Without Mokuba��

Slap again. �Get over it. Mokuba�s dead. Nothing you
can do will change that. You just have to live with it, deal with it. You don�t
see me sitting here crying and starving myself because Ryou�s dead.�

�Because you�ve gone insane!� he yells hoarsely.
�Eighty percent of the time you don�t remember that your hikari is dead, and
when you do, you could give a shit less! You lost your mind � you�ve tricked
yourself into believing that you don�t care about him, that you never did! I
would rather die, knowing that I loved Mokuba, than live and forget
him!�

He� How� No! �I have not forgotten Ryou! I
can�t help it that I don�t remember he�s dead, my memory�s gone to shit because
of the damned mercury poisoning, but even when I don�t remember that I keep
expecting him to come in here, and I keep wondering why he hasn�t! I am not
going insane! I am NOT forgetting him!�

�You�re lying.�

He freezes and suddenly collapses to his knees
beside the brunet�s bed. �You�re right� you�re so right� I just don�t want him
to be dead!�

�But he is� and Mokuba�s dead� and I don�t want to
be like you.� Kaiba curls up on the bed and wills himself to die. Or whatever
he does. He no longer cares what Kaiba does as he just sits there� because Ryou
is dead, and he does care�

He doesn�t even notice as the doctor comes in�
�What�s going on here?�

He doesn�t reply. Strangely, it�s Kaiba that does.

�Nothing.�

�What happened to your hand?� He inspects it. Brown
hair pulls it away; white hair returns to his bed. They�ll punish me for doing
that to him� I think I did that to him, didn�t I? I don�t care.

�I fell on it.�

�Does it hurt much?�

No answer from him, but the other snorts. �Of course
it hurts. Look at it. He�ll never be able to move it right again, especially if
he doesn�t start trying � you should just cut it off and be done with it.�

Doc puts a hand on Kaiba�s shoulder. �Don�t worry,
Seto � your roommate�s esteemed opinion has little to no bearing on what we
actually do. We won�t amputate it.�

No response. He snorts. �It�d be funny to see.�

�I�m sure Seto doesn�t see it that way, Bakura.� How
does he sound to patient� he sounds like he�s always smiling. Why don�t he get
mad? Why won�t he yell? Or even sound less than happy? What is wrong with him?

�How are your eyes, Seto? Can you see any better at
all?�

�A little.�

�That�s very good. It�s finally beginning to clear
up. We thought you�d start to see again a lot sooner.�

No answer. No duh.

�And how about you, Bakura? How are you feeling?�

�Oh, the same. My memory�s shit, my hands shake, and
my hikari�s dead � how about you? Life treating you okay?�

Small smile. Still have to figure out the word for
it� Patro�. Patronating? No, I already thought that� �Actually, my life is
pretty okay, and I�d be more than happy to sit down and talk with you if I
thought you were actually interested.� Smile again � gods, would you stop
that?! �So, either of you need anything?�

�Nothing but to be left alone.� Doctors changes his
glance to Kaiba, who amazingly nods in agreement. He smiles.

�As you wish. The nurse will come and get you in a
couple hours, Seto, for your therapy.�

There �he�s gone. Now what?

Move to Kaiba�s bed � good start. He refuses to
look.

�Look at me.�

No answer.

�Damn you, look at me!�

And then� he does.

Good. �I don�t want you to die.�

Silence. Then: �Why?�

Silence. Yes, Bakura� why? Why can�t you let Kaiba
die in peace and be with his brother?

�Because I don�t want to be alone.�

�You�re already alone. Your hikari�s dead.�

�I know. I know that. But I still have you � and if
you die, then I�ll be alone. And I can�t take that. I�m a yami. I�m meant to
have an other. I can�t exist alone. So don�t you dare leave me.�

He looks away. �I�m not your �other�.�

�I know. But you�re alone too � and you�re dying,
because you can�t exist alone either. Mokuba was your hikari. You need someone.
We can help each other.�

�I don�t want your help.�

�Yes you do.�

Silence�

Silence gives consent�

Whisper: �I miss him so much��

He looks away. Ryou� I miss you so much too�

�I know� I miss Ryou too��

There�s something� something wet� A tear?

�You�re crying, Bakura.�

Wipe away the tears. �So are you.�

He only looks away. After a moment, he moves to the
head of Kaiba�s bed and puts his arms around him as they cry.
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