This is the Yoko story. I know the first chapter isn't soo long, but it really is a cool story. So if this one sounds better than The Thief of Time, just tell me. I'm gonna alternate with them, but I need to be consistent with one after I finish Out of Control. And don't worry. I'll start updating the College Years if anyone cares. And if anyone cares to tell me to, I'll start working on my other story, Just for Fun. I know it's stupid to start another story just to probably only finish it in my senior year or something, but I'm an idiot freshman, so ignore my stupidness-ness.

Yokos and Brothers and Other Dimensions

"Oww..."

Bakura groaned in pain. His back was throbbing like the time he'd fallen on it a year ago. He was stumbling along with Yugi and Joey to school.
"Ryou, you alright there?" Joey asked. Ryou rubbed his back with the back of his hand.
"I don't know. Ever since my 17th birthday, I've been feeling sort of sick and weak. My ears hurt a lot. Sometimes they hear really good, but then they hurt really bad. And my back hurts too."
"Well, maybe you should stay home or something. I'm sure Sakura won't mind taking care of you."
"Oh, no Yugi. I'm older than her, I can handle myself."
At that precise moment, he collapsed onto the road, doubled up in pain. His right hand was clutched in a very tight fist, and thoughts that were not his were invading his...well...thoughts...
{Goodbye, my brother. You can no longer control yourself. Soon enough you will be reunited with me.}
/I'll kill you, older brother. I'll kill you!!/ ............
"Bakura..."
"Erm..."
Bakura's eyes slowly opened.
"Huh? What's going on?"
"You're hurt," Yugi told him. "We took you to my house."
"What...no! I don't have a school excuse, you know that!"
"Calm down, Ryou! Gramps will give you a note. You couldn't go to school the way you are anyway."

"What do you mean, 'the way I am'?"
"You gashed your palm open with your fingernails.
Ryou looked at his right palm. It was caked in blood which was still congealing. He shuddered and turned away.
"Bakura, s'okay man," Joey said consolingly. "We know ya don't like dat stuff."
"...That's not what it was..." Bakura said slowly. "It was...I wanted to taste the blood..."
"That doesn't sound like you," Yugi said. "I think we should call your sister and Ayari. And maybe Malik."
Suddenly, Bakura felt waves of strange power siphon through his body into one almighty wave of fury. It knocked Yugi, Joey, and Solomon off of their feet and into unconsciousness.
"Oh my god. I-I need to see S-Sakura..."
He knew Sakura had gone ahead with Ayari and Malik to school, so he immediately ran, back in flames, to the school.
"Ugh," he groaned as he approached the school. "I...can't...raarrghh!!"
H curled up into a ball on the curb as his back spasmed again. Enentually, the pain ebbed away and he could move.
"I wonder where Yuge and Bakura are..." he heard Tristan say. "Huh? Tristan?"
He spun around, looking in all directions, but no Tristan.
"That's strange."
He walked into the school.
"I'm here to sign out my sister, Sakura Bakura?"
He thought a moment.
"And Ayari Crawford."
The office assistant eyed him warily.
"Little early for Halloween, hmm?" he said.
Bakura ignored the comment he thought was referred to his hair.
"Sakura and Ayari please?" he pressed.
"Name and age."
"Ryou Bakura, 17."
"Sign here. They'll arrive shortly."
Bakura wailed patiently for his sister and friend to arrive.
"Bakura-kun?!"
Sakura sounded alarmed.
"Y-your ears!"
"Your...tail..."Ayari added.
He saw half a bushy tail protruding from his pants upon further inspection. No wonder he had felt so uncomfortable sitting down. And as he moved his fingers up his ears, he found that they tapered to a foxish point, slightly above his head.
"Oh, wow..."
He fainted, falling backwards with a thump.

That wraps this short chapter up. By the way, I thought it only fair to tell any actual readers I have (And this is because Mina-Chan is the only one who's reviewed every chapter, so thanks Mina!) that I am going to visit my dad in Miami during June, and he's soooooo cheap that he can't even hook up either of his three computers to the Internet, so I'll probably be out of commission that whole time. Sorry! But if it's any consolation, I'll be working my butt off in his paint shop and be starvin' and not be able to read my fave stories. Oh, the humanity!!!!
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