Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. But if they owners were willing to just
give it to me for free.
Alter-Ego: At about the chance of a snowflake on hell
The Evil Laugh: Shut up! Just because I use YGO cards for muses doesn't mean you get to talk in this fic
Alter Ego: What do you mean? I wrote more than half of this crap.
The Evil Laugh: Yes, but only where Ryou get beat up and that isn't in this chapter.
Alter Ego: Well, I enjoyed typing it all, every cruel detail, for the future
The Evil Laugh: You know I hate you, right?
Alter Ego: Eh, so? I actually prefer it that way.
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Ryou Bakura looked around nervously. It was still dark and by the grace of the gods he would be able to slip by unnoticed. That was, of course, only if he kept his noise making at a minimum. But, as silent as he tried to be, it still seemed to him that his footfalls were terribly loud. Slow and cautiously he slipped past attic where his dark was now residing, hugging the walls in a death-grip. He let go only long enough to cross the hall as he zigzagged from doorway to doorway. Barely even breathing, Ryou progressed. His heart beat loudly and he struggled to keep his breaths slow. Gritting his teeth at every noise he made, (or thought he made) he went on.
After a fashion, Ryou inevitably reached the front door. He grabbed the knob and turned it warily praying in his head that the slight click that always sounded when the lock gave wouldn't attract any unwanted attention. Luckily, it didn't and Ryou thanked every god there ever was that the hinges were well oiled and squeak free. Too bad there was a screen door.
Ryou studied this obstacle thoroughly. Of all the dumb luck. Screen doors could never be silenced by and grace or amount of oil given. He pushed it slightly and there was a creak that made Ryou's spine tingle. Suppose He, in the attic, had heard it? Quickly Ryou lowered his breathing to an almost impossible rate and waited in fear.
After a long, long while, it was relevant to Ryou that his dark half was unaware of anything going on in the hall below him. Silently he went back to studying the door. Suddenly the sound of heavy metal rock/rap music exploded from the floor above. Ryou was so frightened it felt like he'd almost died. He was lucky enough to keep his wits about him and choke back a shout of surprise that nearly escaped his lips. His heartbeat, which had already been going fast, skyrocketed so he had to make an effort to not start gasping.
Still, through his shock, he managed to realize his chance was at hand. Taking advantage of the loud noise in the background, Ryou slipped out the screen door unnoticed. As he finished closing both doors quickly behind him, he hear his fathers voice muffled by the walls and the music, yelling for Yami Bakura to turn the music down. Bakura responded to this by turning the stereo, where he got it was beyond Ryou, up to the max for several seconds before switching it off entirely.
Ryou hovered around the house a bit to make certain he hadn't been missed before finally taking off. He was only a couple strides away when he realized e still bore the Millennium Ring. Hastily he removed the accursed artifact and placed it next to a large leafy green houseplant. Finished, he turned around and made himself scarce.
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Yami Yugi was up watching the history channel. His little Hakari sat across from him thoroughly glued to the tube, as was he, the Yami. They were watching a special on the past of games. It was a five-part segment going Monday through Friday. Today's portion was on the development of many different modern games including hounds and jackals, chess, and poker. Yugi, being obsessed with games of all sorts and his Dark being the King of Games, was watching in awe at how people could ever discover such information. Grandpa had turned in early though, remarking that he knew enough about games without having to map out their history over the centuries.
At nine the first part of the show was had ended. Yugi had turned off the television and was about to upstairs to his room when there was a soft, almost shy polite sounding knock on the door. He almost didn't catch it, but hearing the sound again he changed his mind about the sound, which actually seemed quite nervous and cautious. This unnerved Yugi a bit. His darker half left their soul room and went ahead of Yugi to answer it. It was Ryou. Yami Yugi let him in with a silent gesture and a nod. Yugi watched Ryou as he entered and got out of his way as his way he went for a cabinet by the TV. Soon he pulled out something that was either a video, a book, or some rectangular box. Silently the white-haired boy exited. Yugi shrugged and continued on to his bedroom. Ryou Bakura had almost always been a bit weird and distant, but he always had a good reason. Therefore, Yugi didn't trouble himself much with the matter and neither did his Dark.
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Ryou stared at his treasure. It was held within a humble videocassette case. Slowly, respectful yet wary, as not to get the attention of certain darker half, he opened it.
Now if someone had been watching they would have seen what they would have seem what they most likely would dismiss as a knickknack box. Many small items of very little resale value were inside. Ryou ran his fingers through them searching. He lifted one, a small monopoly figurine of a ship and smirked at the memory of some happier time. Shifting through the box again, his expression clouded at recollection of less pleasant remembrances.
Half and hour went by and Ryou still hadn't found what he sought. He was jumpy at small sounds dreading his other half might show up and blow his cover.
Ryou's face was at first a mixture of confusion, sorrow, frustration, pain, and fear. Soon it just became blank staring unseeingly forward and into the box as his hands continued to search. Slowly, they slowed down in their owner's disbelief of the current situation. They picked up items more and more randomly till, finally, they stopped completely. Ryou was in such shock at the absence of what he was searching for that his body went quite limp. The box, closed now, fell to the ground.
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Yami Bakura was outside on the porch doing "whatever the hell I'm doing cause I want to, so get the fuck outta it" as so adequately put it to Ryou after he had asked. Ryou had been inside already for an hour. Bakura was returning from a "little stroll in the neighborhood". He was up the steps and about to enter when he noticed something glimmering faintly in the corner. Being a thief by nature, he went over to see what it was. That was when he found, under the giant overhanging leaves of a large houseplant, the accidentally forgotten Millennium Ring.
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Joey, Serenity, Tristan, Yugi, Yami Yugi, Tea, Seto, Grandpa, and Mokuba were all at Ryou's home. Ryou's father had gone to Egypt again and the group had thrown a farewell party part birthday celebration for Serenity. Everyone had agreed on throwing both at the same time.
Yugi was having a very good time except for the way Ryou was acting. The boy was being very distant and Yugi could practically see a cloud hovering over his friend. Of course, Ryou's father wasn't coming back for a while, but that was no excuse for him to be so spaced a depressed. In fact, Ryou's disenchantment was so outward flowing that it almost ruined the celebration for Yugi and Yami.
In remembering his darker half, Yugi noticed that Yami Bakura was not present. Looking at Ryou's bedroom window though, he saw dark menacing dark eyes watching his Millennium Puzzle closely. Yugi's dark side was instantly all over that matter; going up to the window and rudely tapping the glass HARD. This made Yami Bakura jump back from the windowpane quickly and close the curtains. Looking at the window, Yugi could see a crack and some chipped glass. He hoped his Yami hadn't done that damage by tapping too hard.
The party lasted for a long time. It was nine when Serenity practically fell asleep in her cake. After that the celebration was through. Ryou watched silently as everyone left. He wished he could leave as well. His Yami was in the house waiting for him. Ryou's father wasn't there anymore, which kept Ryou's dark side in check most of the time. It would sure thrill Bakura to finally be able to get rid of his anger on a long unused punching bag aka Ryou. Yep, Ryou wished he could go also. Even if the next day was Monday, Bakura could find some way to hurt his light. Ryou took a breath and stepped toward the house fearfully.
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The Evil Laugh: Okay it's obvious Ego hasn't put her 2c in yet
Alter Ego: Oh, but I will, soon. If anybody reviews your messy beginning, that is.
Alter-Ego: At about the chance of a snowflake on hell
The Evil Laugh: Shut up! Just because I use YGO cards for muses doesn't mean you get to talk in this fic
Alter Ego: What do you mean? I wrote more than half of this crap.
The Evil Laugh: Yes, but only where Ryou get beat up and that isn't in this chapter.
Alter Ego: Well, I enjoyed typing it all, every cruel detail, for the future
The Evil Laugh: You know I hate you, right?
Alter Ego: Eh, so? I actually prefer it that way.
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Ryou Bakura looked around nervously. It was still dark and by the grace of the gods he would be able to slip by unnoticed. That was, of course, only if he kept his noise making at a minimum. But, as silent as he tried to be, it still seemed to him that his footfalls were terribly loud. Slow and cautiously he slipped past attic where his dark was now residing, hugging the walls in a death-grip. He let go only long enough to cross the hall as he zigzagged from doorway to doorway. Barely even breathing, Ryou progressed. His heart beat loudly and he struggled to keep his breaths slow. Gritting his teeth at every noise he made, (or thought he made) he went on.
After a fashion, Ryou inevitably reached the front door. He grabbed the knob and turned it warily praying in his head that the slight click that always sounded when the lock gave wouldn't attract any unwanted attention. Luckily, it didn't and Ryou thanked every god there ever was that the hinges were well oiled and squeak free. Too bad there was a screen door.
Ryou studied this obstacle thoroughly. Of all the dumb luck. Screen doors could never be silenced by and grace or amount of oil given. He pushed it slightly and there was a creak that made Ryou's spine tingle. Suppose He, in the attic, had heard it? Quickly Ryou lowered his breathing to an almost impossible rate and waited in fear.
After a long, long while, it was relevant to Ryou that his dark half was unaware of anything going on in the hall below him. Silently he went back to studying the door. Suddenly the sound of heavy metal rock/rap music exploded from the floor above. Ryou was so frightened it felt like he'd almost died. He was lucky enough to keep his wits about him and choke back a shout of surprise that nearly escaped his lips. His heartbeat, which had already been going fast, skyrocketed so he had to make an effort to not start gasping.
Still, through his shock, he managed to realize his chance was at hand. Taking advantage of the loud noise in the background, Ryou slipped out the screen door unnoticed. As he finished closing both doors quickly behind him, he hear his fathers voice muffled by the walls and the music, yelling for Yami Bakura to turn the music down. Bakura responded to this by turning the stereo, where he got it was beyond Ryou, up to the max for several seconds before switching it off entirely.
Ryou hovered around the house a bit to make certain he hadn't been missed before finally taking off. He was only a couple strides away when he realized e still bore the Millennium Ring. Hastily he removed the accursed artifact and placed it next to a large leafy green houseplant. Finished, he turned around and made himself scarce.
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Yami Yugi was up watching the history channel. His little Hakari sat across from him thoroughly glued to the tube, as was he, the Yami. They were watching a special on the past of games. It was a five-part segment going Monday through Friday. Today's portion was on the development of many different modern games including hounds and jackals, chess, and poker. Yugi, being obsessed with games of all sorts and his Dark being the King of Games, was watching in awe at how people could ever discover such information. Grandpa had turned in early though, remarking that he knew enough about games without having to map out their history over the centuries.
At nine the first part of the show was had ended. Yugi had turned off the television and was about to upstairs to his room when there was a soft, almost shy polite sounding knock on the door. He almost didn't catch it, but hearing the sound again he changed his mind about the sound, which actually seemed quite nervous and cautious. This unnerved Yugi a bit. His darker half left their soul room and went ahead of Yugi to answer it. It was Ryou. Yami Yugi let him in with a silent gesture and a nod. Yugi watched Ryou as he entered and got out of his way as his way he went for a cabinet by the TV. Soon he pulled out something that was either a video, a book, or some rectangular box. Silently the white-haired boy exited. Yugi shrugged and continued on to his bedroom. Ryou Bakura had almost always been a bit weird and distant, but he always had a good reason. Therefore, Yugi didn't trouble himself much with the matter and neither did his Dark.
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Ryou stared at his treasure. It was held within a humble videocassette case. Slowly, respectful yet wary, as not to get the attention of certain darker half, he opened it.
Now if someone had been watching they would have seen what they would have seem what they most likely would dismiss as a knickknack box. Many small items of very little resale value were inside. Ryou ran his fingers through them searching. He lifted one, a small monopoly figurine of a ship and smirked at the memory of some happier time. Shifting through the box again, his expression clouded at recollection of less pleasant remembrances.
Half and hour went by and Ryou still hadn't found what he sought. He was jumpy at small sounds dreading his other half might show up and blow his cover.
Ryou's face was at first a mixture of confusion, sorrow, frustration, pain, and fear. Soon it just became blank staring unseeingly forward and into the box as his hands continued to search. Slowly, they slowed down in their owner's disbelief of the current situation. They picked up items more and more randomly till, finally, they stopped completely. Ryou was in such shock at the absence of what he was searching for that his body went quite limp. The box, closed now, fell to the ground.
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Yami Bakura was outside on the porch doing "whatever the hell I'm doing cause I want to, so get the fuck outta it" as so adequately put it to Ryou after he had asked. Ryou had been inside already for an hour. Bakura was returning from a "little stroll in the neighborhood". He was up the steps and about to enter when he noticed something glimmering faintly in the corner. Being a thief by nature, he went over to see what it was. That was when he found, under the giant overhanging leaves of a large houseplant, the accidentally forgotten Millennium Ring.
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Joey, Serenity, Tristan, Yugi, Yami Yugi, Tea, Seto, Grandpa, and Mokuba were all at Ryou's home. Ryou's father had gone to Egypt again and the group had thrown a farewell party part birthday celebration for Serenity. Everyone had agreed on throwing both at the same time.
Yugi was having a very good time except for the way Ryou was acting. The boy was being very distant and Yugi could practically see a cloud hovering over his friend. Of course, Ryou's father wasn't coming back for a while, but that was no excuse for him to be so spaced a depressed. In fact, Ryou's disenchantment was so outward flowing that it almost ruined the celebration for Yugi and Yami.
In remembering his darker half, Yugi noticed that Yami Bakura was not present. Looking at Ryou's bedroom window though, he saw dark menacing dark eyes watching his Millennium Puzzle closely. Yugi's dark side was instantly all over that matter; going up to the window and rudely tapping the glass HARD. This made Yami Bakura jump back from the windowpane quickly and close the curtains. Looking at the window, Yugi could see a crack and some chipped glass. He hoped his Yami hadn't done that damage by tapping too hard.
The party lasted for a long time. It was nine when Serenity practically fell asleep in her cake. After that the celebration was through. Ryou watched silently as everyone left. He wished he could leave as well. His Yami was in the house waiting for him. Ryou's father wasn't there anymore, which kept Ryou's dark side in check most of the time. It would sure thrill Bakura to finally be able to get rid of his anger on a long unused punching bag aka Ryou. Yep, Ryou wished he could go also. Even if the next day was Monday, Bakura could find some way to hurt his light. Ryou took a breath and stepped toward the house fearfully.
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The Evil Laugh: Okay it's obvious Ego hasn't put her 2c in yet
Alter Ego: Oh, but I will, soon. If anybody reviews your messy beginning, that is.