How to Save a Thief

Chapter Three

DD: Hey guys! Wow, it's been a long time since this was updated. Sorry about that. Typing up stories that have already been written is hard for me to start into. Anyway, I've entered this into the Yugioh_WattyAwards under Duel Monsters General, so when the time for voting comes, please do give it a vote. Thanks, and enjoy the chapter!

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"What?" Miho's voice shook.

"They-they gave him the injection," Ryou repeated. "So-something happened. They don't know what. He-he seems to be having a really bad flashback." He shifted from foot to foot. "What should we do?"

Miho swallowed. They had to fix this. "Everyone in the car. Now."

No one argued. Ryou ran into his room and pulled Heru from their bed and dragged him out to the car, following Miho and Akefia.

None of them were properly dressed. Heru was in a pair of old Finding Nemo pyjamas, Ryou and Akefia were in a t-shirt and sweatpants, and Miho was in her lilac pyjamas.

They all climbed in; Akefia in the front with Miho and the twins in the back. Within minutes, they were in the hospital.

Mana smiled in relief as they approached the desk. "Thank Ra, you're here. He's in his room now."

"Thanks," Miho called over her shoulder as they hurried down to Bakura's room.

A few doctors were huddled outside. One glanced at them as they approached before looking back at the door. "He won't let anyone in."

Miho glanced at the three brothers. "I'll talk to him," she said softly before knocking on the door.

Upon receiving no response, she opened the door and slipped into the room.

A pillow flew at her, barely missing her head. She quickly closed the door and walked towards where the pillow had come from.

Bakura glared up at her from the floor, his eyes glazed over. "Stay away from me..."

"Bakura; it's okay." She kept her voice soft. "It's just Miho; I won't hurt you."

"Get away."

"It's going to be okay," she said as she slowed her pace but kept walking towards him. "Your parents aren't here to hurt you anymore."

"Don't come any closer."

"I won't hurt you; it's okay. I'm a friend." She slowly took another step.

"I'm warning you; stay away!"

She took two more steps. "Sh, it's okay. I'm here to help."

Bakura grabbed a glass off his bedside table, clenching it tightly. "Leave."

"I'm sorry," Miho tried. "I'm so sorry for everything that happened to you. But I can't leave. Please put the glass down." She took a step forward again.

Bakura raised the glass over his shoulder. "One more step and I'll throw it."

"Give me a good reason to stop and I won't take another step." Miho stopped. "Threatening me isn't going to work."

"You promised." Bakura's voice cracked. "You promised and you broke it."

"I know... I'm sorry." Miho looked down. "I tried my best to keep it and I failed. I'm sorry. I told the doctor not to, but he didn't listen. And I know that's no excuse. I'm sorry."

"Get out or you'll find out how good my aim is," Bakura growled.

"Throw it if you really want to." She took another step forward, meeting his gaze firmly. "I deserve it."