Title: Whisper
By: KuroSakura/KuroSakura-chan
Category: Yu-Gi-Oh
Summary: "Brother never really put stock in this sort of thing, but...I really just need to see Seto again. I have to know that he doesn't blame me."
Genre: Drama, Angst, Tragedy, Humor, Fantasy,
Couples: Marik/Ryou, Otogi/Malik, ?/Bakura,
Warnings: Yaoi, 1st Person, Character Death, Witches, AU,
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
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-Bakura-
"Malik, get off my ceiling." I state, not opening my eyes.
"Who's Malik?" The person on my ceiling demands. I open my eyes, confused. Whenever someone is on my ceiling, it always turns out to be the small of the spider demon twins. He seems to have this belief that everyone needs to be up at the crack of dawn like Ryou. But this person is certainly not the Egyptian spider demon. Instead of pale blond hair of Malik's, this guy has chestnut-colored hair. His skin is pale, rather than Egyptian tan, almost too pale. In fact...I can see though him. Dammit. I don't feel like dealing with a spirit. I glance up at his face, and my breath catches in my throat. His eyes...His eyes are an ice-blue, perfectly clear. I've always had a attraction to eyes like his; eyes that actually show the person's emotions, even if the person is trying to hide them.
I'm so distracted by his eyes, I don't pay attention to what is happening until he falls on top of me. "Dammit! I don't need this today." I grumble, shoving the spirit off. "Look, you're dead. Move on. Trust me, you'll enjoy it more if you do." I close my eyes not too concerned about what the spirit is doing, or is going to do. I'm tired, and I'm going back to sleep, damn all the spirits and spider demons of the world.
"What the hell? What happened? I know I'm dead, so what the hell is going on?" The spirit moves, and I figure he's looking at himself.
"Don't get any strange ideas. You're only solid to me. Sure, you can move things while I'm in the room, but you won't be solid to anyone else; whether they can see you or not." I tell him, rolling onto my side. I will fall back asleep.
"Damn, I should have believed Mokuba..." He shifts, and I can feel holes burning into my back by his stare. "Listen, you need to do something for me."
"No. Go away." I respond.
"Look-"
"No, you look!" I sit up, snapping and glaring. "I am not going to take care of whatever your unfinished business is. Now leave me the hell alone." The spirit stares at me with incredulity as I flop back onto my side. Then he laughs. He fucking laughs. "Look, you son-of-a-" I start, sitting back up.
"Calm down. I mean, it's not like you can do anything to me, since I'm dead and all. I know I'm not the easiest to deal with, so just hear me out."
"You really don't understand the word 'no,' do you?" I growl, climbing out of bed and grabbing a shirt to pull over my bare chest. I started sleeping in my jeans once Ryou and I took in the Ishtal twins and Otogi. Neither of the twins have much of a belief in modesty, and Otogi can't always control where he ends up "walking."
"I'm told that." The spirit responds, following as I leave the room. It's oddly quiet in the house, and when I glance at a clock, I begin to understand why. It's three in the morning. Fuck.
"If you know you're dead, why haven't you moved on?" I relent and ask as I walk into the kitchen to get something to drink. Spirits don't often appear to me. Ryou and Otogi usually have those problems. But when they do choose to make contact, they're always the pushy bastards. I doubt it helps that, for whatever reason, spirits who really need my help end up corporeal to me. I makes them hound me to the point that end up giving in for the sake of my last shred of sanity.
"I refuse to move on because my brother may be murdered."
I choke on the non-caffeinated soft drink I pulled from the fridge. It's probably Otogi's because he already has a hard enough time sleeping, so he stays away from caffeine. There's also his fixation on "healthy" foods, so he stocks the house with what he deems healthy food in the hopes of getting the rest of us to jump on the bandwagon. I'd rather burn the bandwagon than jump on. Malik only drinks diet soft drinks, Marik only drinks alcohol unless Ryou begs him otherwise, and Ryou drinks tea. The four of us rarely agree on anything.
"...All right, let's hear it." I don't know how he knew, but the spirit said the right thing. Siblings are one of my weaknesses, particularly brothers. This is probably because of my own twin brother, Ryou. If anything were to happen to him...Well, whoever caused it would regret it for the rest of their very short lives.
A/N: Chapter one, done!
Next Chapter:
-Ryou-