I scanned the surrounding once more. I hopped I could find a way out of
that I might have missed in the last 20 checks. Or was it 30? All I know is
my friends and I were stuck here. And if what she said was true...we are
here forever. I pushed the thoughts out of my head. I needed to think
straight and clear if we had any hope of escaping. After a check around the
room I still find no exit. I sighed and sat next to one of my friends. I
looked over at him, the mini replica of myself. He had a blue uniform on.
His violet eyes looked so sad and it even seemed that like the tricolor
spiked hair seemed to droop.
My Aibou...and my Hikari looked so upset. I felt guilty. I was here to protect him. Our friendship was deep, the golden object around our necks made that clear. I was his Yami, his darkness. Placed here to protect and guide him and here I am stuck in this strong room. With no way out.
I heard a snarl and raised my head. My crisom eyes laid on the white hair teen that was stuck with us. He was a friend of my Aibou and he too had a Yami. His Yami was across the room looking, like I was, for a way out.
"Damn it! There has to be a way out of here!" I heard him snarl.
"Calm down Bakura. We'll get out of this." I called to him.
His black, heartless eyes shot up and glared at me. I stared back unfazed.
"And how do you propose we do that pharaoh? All you do is sit next to that brat!" He spat at me.
My eyes must have narrowed. No one, I mean no one calls my Aibou a brat. Mainly that stupid tomb raider! His Hikari is so much nicer. I looked over at young Ryou. The boy, shy at first, was really strong. If he could withstand the wrath of Bakura then he was strong. He was at the moment kicking a wall. I felt a wave of sympathy on me. I could see hear the small sobs and the tears on his gentle face.
"Please! Please let me out. I want to go home now. Please?" I could barley hear him plead. But it was there. What little hope the young boy had was draining fast.
"Yami?" Called a young voice next to me.
"Yes Aibou?"
"When are we going to leave? I wanna go home."
I didn't answer him. Instead I thought about how we got into this mess. How we trusted that girl. And how she trapped us in this room. I remember it really well...hell; I won't forget it at all.
My Aibou...and my Hikari looked so upset. I felt guilty. I was here to protect him. Our friendship was deep, the golden object around our necks made that clear. I was his Yami, his darkness. Placed here to protect and guide him and here I am stuck in this strong room. With no way out.
I heard a snarl and raised my head. My crisom eyes laid on the white hair teen that was stuck with us. He was a friend of my Aibou and he too had a Yami. His Yami was across the room looking, like I was, for a way out.
"Damn it! There has to be a way out of here!" I heard him snarl.
"Calm down Bakura. We'll get out of this." I called to him.
His black, heartless eyes shot up and glared at me. I stared back unfazed.
"And how do you propose we do that pharaoh? All you do is sit next to that brat!" He spat at me.
My eyes must have narrowed. No one, I mean no one calls my Aibou a brat. Mainly that stupid tomb raider! His Hikari is so much nicer. I looked over at young Ryou. The boy, shy at first, was really strong. If he could withstand the wrath of Bakura then he was strong. He was at the moment kicking a wall. I felt a wave of sympathy on me. I could see hear the small sobs and the tears on his gentle face.
"Please! Please let me out. I want to go home now. Please?" I could barley hear him plead. But it was there. What little hope the young boy had was draining fast.
"Yami?" Called a young voice next to me.
"Yes Aibou?"
"When are we going to leave? I wanna go home."
I didn't answer him. Instead I thought about how we got into this mess. How we trusted that girl. And how she trapped us in this room. I remember it really well...hell; I won't forget it at all.