Disclaimer: Do you have to put up one of these things every story? Anyway, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Note: WOHOO!!! I'TS MY B-DAY!!! So, here's a little birthday present from me to you! Happy Birthday to Me! Also, I was looking at all the reviews for "Black Eyes, Blue Tears" (20 reviews, GO ME!) and I was amazed by the different ideas on who the "mysterious figure" was. I honestly just stuck in some character for the sake of plot, I never really considered who it could be. In the end, I drew off of my other fics, the TV series (American version), some REALLY twisted dreams I had, my friends thoughts, and the movies I've seen recently (Spider-Man being the one I saw latest. I saw it yesterday.) All in all, I got this. Please enjoy.
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Bakura gazed out at the smooth glass lake before him. It was a beautiful spring day. The sun was shining, there were only a few fluffy clouds in the bright blue sky, and it was just warm enough so that you didn't need a jacket; perhaps a sweater at the most. He was smiling in absolute bliss; it was Sunday, his homework was finished, and his Yami had yet to bother him since that night. Could the day get any better?
As if to answer his unspoken question, someone suddenly popped up next to his right shoulder and grabbed him in a fierce bear-hug. The pale boy smiled as he recognized the someone's odd hair, and returned the rather enthusiastic embrace. Patting the figure who was now identified as female by her choice of clothing, that being a flowing robe/dress, Bakura's small smile grew a considerable amount. This was definitely the only thing that could make the perfect day any better.
"Why, hello Kasku. What a pleasant surprise. It's nice to see you out of the Shadow Realm for once," Bakura whispered softly to the squealing bundle in his arms. The girl stopped burying he head into Bakura's chest long enough to look up and grin. She was quite an interesting sight to behold, and had anyone else been around at the time, they would have promptly decided that whatever they had drinken or eaten most recently was rather dangerous for their mental heath and would probably never consume the product in question ever again. The girl had a pair of mismatched wings sprouting from her shoulder blades for starters. She had light blonde hair on one side of her head (the side with the feathery white angel wing), and darker red on the other (which supported a leathery black one which appeared to be more at home on a bat). Her whole body seemed to be split down the middle, one side the dark side (excuse my reference to "Star Wars") the other the light. It was rather confusing for a normal-minded person to witness, but Bakura was not normal-minded. Besides, he knew all about the 'Change of Heart' card, so he didn't have to fear it.
"Yes, I'm rather happy to have a bit of a vacation," she replied, once again burying her face into his shirt. He patted her head again and shifted slightly. He didn't want to be rude, but one does get a bit uncomfortable when some strange split-bodied girl is hanging onto their front, pushing them down, while you are trying not to fall over. In the end, the comfort matter took higher place than rudeness to close friends on the list of issues to deal with, so Bakura and his protesting back had to speak up.
"Um, Kasku? It is really nice to see you again, and I am overjoyed that you've come, but could you get off of me? My legs feel like they're going to fall of soon," Kasku looked up at him for a moment, before what he had said processed into her brain and she jumped up, stuttering apologies to him and curses to herself the entire way. Bakura laughed, a full-out, soul-brightening laugh, then excepted her hand waiting to help him up. Grinning, he ruffled up her oddly-colored hair.
"It's alright Kasku, no problems at all. See?" he jumped up and down a few times, just to assure her. Instead, it sent her into a fit of hysterical giggles in which she collapsed to the ground. Shaking his head, Bakura pulled her up by the collar of her robe, and set her down, "come on, you silly girl. We better get you home before someone sees you and decides to freak out," Then he stared walking to his house, which was only a few blocks away. That was what he liked best about this park. It was so close to home. Also, because it was so out-of-the-way and small, no one came there, so it was always a nice place to relax.
"Hey! Wait up!" Kasku called from behind him. Soon she had caught up to him and was firmly attached to his left elbow. Bakura sighed inwardly. He realized that the Shadow Monster guardian to the Millenium Ring (Sort of like Ikira, whom he had met last week) had a HUGE crush on him the moment they met. It had been quite an interesting meeting. His Yami had been extremely brutal one night in his beatings, and Bakura had taken quite some time to clean up the blood. However, not all the blood had been cleaned, because a single drop had gotten stuck in the very pupil of his ring. Afraid that his Yami would be angry with him for letting blood get in there, Bakura had broken down crying. It was just his luck that a single tear had landed also in the eye's center. The two drops, the one of blood and the one tear, had been the required materials to activate the spell to release her.
Kasku had been a good friend to him ever since they met. True, sometimes she would become a little TOO assertive in her flirting, and freak him out a small bit, but mostly she was there to support him. They had both decided to keep her hidden from Bakura's dark half, and he had yet to figure out she existed. It was probably for the best, because by hiding in the shadows, she had managed to get her charge to overthrow his abusive half.
Bakura sighed, "So, Kasku, what brings you to this humble realm I like to call home?" he turned questioningly to the hyper monster, and she smiled even larger at him. He tried not to wince. For a brief moment, he wondered if this is what Yugi had to put up with every day.
"Oh, nothing special, just checking up on you," she giggled. Ah yes, just a check-up. Right. Bakura tried his hardest not to say that out loud. Instead he turned, looking at her expectantly, as if wishing her to elaborate. She got the hint and did just that, "you know, see how you're doing, making sure you're alright and that no one's causing you problems. You know, that kind of stuff," she shrugged, then smiled brightly at him again, "By the way, how's it going between Yami and you?"
Bakura smiled, happy that she had stopped flirting with him, "Oh, it's going great! I haven't heard a peep out of him since that night! I just can't believe how well it's working out!" He grinned, meaning every word. His Yami just avoided him now. The one time he had tried anything, which had been the morning after Bakura had taken control, the lighter half just had to force him down, and the tomb robber had completely submitted. The white-haired boy was so caught in his thoughts, that it took him a moment to notice the rather dark look that Kasku was giving him. When he did notice, he shivered slightly. In all the time he had known her, he had never seen her look so cold, especially with him. She swirled around so that she was in front of him and glared.
"Bakura, when I told you to take control of your life, I didn't mean forcefully!" she snarled. She shook him roughly, then loosened her grip on his arms. She looked down, and began to mumble, "Maybe I've been pushing you in the wrong direction or something. Have I been a bad influence on you?" Bakura stared at her in alarm, shocked that she could even think that. He grabbed her arms the same way she had just done to him and gave her a hard shake.
"Kasku! You are the best influence I've ever had on my life, and don't you ever think otherwise, you got that?" He looked her straight in the eye and tried to ignore the glossy layer of tears. She looked up at him, slightly frightened, "It's just a bit different from what I'm used to, so I'm going to seem a bit weird while I adjust. There's nothing to worry about," Bakura grinned at the scarred girl and hugged her. Slowly she relaxed into his embrace, blushing slightly at the close contact.
After a few moments, they resumed their walk to Bakura's house. It was quiet out, with few people walking by. The only time someone did notice the Shadow Monster, they had quickly explained that it was a costume for a play at the school nearby. The old man took the excuse and walked away. Soon both of them were walking up the steps to Bakura's home, "Welcome to my house, Kasku. I hope you enjoy your stay," Then they entered the house and shut the door.
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Guess what? IT'S TURNING INTO ANOTHER MULTI-PARTER!!! I can't believe I'm starting another one of these. Oh well, hope it's not as long. Please R&R!!!
