A.N-Hey! What's up? This is the first Yugioh fanfic I've ever put up for
other's to read so if it isn't that great please don't shame me. R&R
Disclamer- Hay, I don't own Yugioh or any other manga/Anime.
Alone
By: Eric Awasaki
Part 1.
Chapter1: Ryou's perspective.
It was the end of school for the day and I was walking home. The crisp winter air froze my face as I walked. Up the road a little ahead of me was Jonouchi, Honda, Anzu and Yuugi... How I longed to be with them, But he, my yami, he would never permit it. I turned up my driveway and entered the house. I looked around the room in hopes of finding someone there.but no one ever came.
//Alone again pansy?//
I flinched at the sound of the voice. It was my yami. Come to torment me again. /Yes, yami./
He was leaning on the doorway to the kitchen, I don't know how I could have missed him. But there he was, smirking to himself, looking at my reflection in the platinum blade he held. It was a black so pure that it could have reflected the night sky, if only it had a few stars. though nothing compared to the darkness of his heart.
//Good.// He began walking towards me and I did my best not to move. He smirked at me as if it amused him to see me flinch and cower in fear with every step closer to me he became. He lifted one of his hands and I shot my eyes tight, bracing myself for the next feeling, the feeling of pain, the feeling of having him strick me! But it never came... I felt him run his fingers through my hair and I slowly began to open one eye. He was still smirking, staring at me a deep laugh in his throaght. //I need to borrow your body for a while.// He peered, getting closer still.
/B-b-but don't you already have a body?/ I know I shouldn't question him, but he does. so why the hell would he want mine?
//True, I do. But I need yours.// He was playing with one if my silver tresents at this point.
/No! Y-you've got your own body! Use that! I don't want anything to do with you or your stupid plans to get the power of Millenia or anything else!/ His grip tightened on my hair and it began to hurt. /Ahhhh.y-yami, stop it. T-that hurts./
//Does it really now? And I suppose that this hurts too.// He jerked my head back, holding it by my hair and slamed his knee into my stomach. My eyes watered and I began to cough, gasping for air. He let go and I fell to my knees. //I will be borowing your body, boy. There well be no mistake about that. A week from today, Got It?!//I continued to gasp. He kicked me in the side of the face and I clutched it, feeling the blood trickle down the sides. //Stupid little brat...// He muttered and walked off, talking to himself in Egyptian.
A tear trickled down my cheek. /Won't any body save me?/
Chapter 2: Yuugi's Perspective.
/Granpa, I'm home!/ I called, entering the Mutou shop. It had been such a good day at school. Yami had followed me around in soul form. And my class had gone to the museum! Most kids would probably have said 'so what'? But this was different! Yami and I think we may have found a lead on where to start looking to find his past! In an old canyon in Egypt around the Valley of the Kings! We were estatic, I've never seen Yami so happy before in my entier life!
/Yuugi?.. is.. is that you?/ I heard Grampa call out. It sounded like he was having some more box trouble./Yuugi! W-would you come out here and give me a hand with this?/ I hurried into the back yard and over to where Grandpa was. There was a big truck, and he was trying to lift a large box. It was nearly the height of me! I ran over and began to help him lift the huge thing down. BOY! Was it ever heavy! There were two others in the back of the truck. One was another big box thing and the other was a HUGE, rectangular crate! The mover men were getting those ones. It took three whole hours to move the things inside and into our basement. But we did it. After a while Yami had taken on solid form and helped. Grandpa signed a few strange papers and the mover men were off.
It was coming on for supper when I finally asked. /Grandpa?
/Yes, Yuugi?/
/What's in those big boxes?/
He layed the plates on the table and began to serve supper. /I don't know./
//What do you mean you don't know?// Yami had finally spoken up.
/Just that. I don't know. They were sent to me from my old friend, Professor Yoshimori. You remember him, don't you Yuugi?/ I thought back to the first time I met Shadi in the museum, (a.n-Shonen Jump issues 6&7!) he had told me to discover my other self. Yami, and had endangered the lives of all my friends to do so.
/Yes Grandpa I remember Profesor Yoshimori./
/Well they were sent to me from him. I had recieved a letter a week ago asking me to hold these for him. I told him I would guard them with my very life. I hadn't expected them today! They weren't suppose to arrive for another month!/
//.// Yami turned back to the wall. He had the look on his face that always meant he was deep in thought. I continued to eat my Oden (some japanese dish. I read about it in Inu-yasha.).
/Could we take a look inside?/ I asked hopefully. He simply looked to me and shook his head.
/We can't, Yuugi. It's not ours to look at. And I wouldn't want to take the chance of breaking or loosing something. These are probably something from his work./.
Yami moved from his spot in the doorway. He was walking towards the door. /Yami? Hey, Yami! Wait for me!/ I quickly finished the remainders of my food and tore off after him. /Yami, WAIT!/
Chapter 3: Yami's perspective.
What could it be? What could possibly be inside those boxes? What could I be sensing so much dark magic from!
/YAMIIIIIII!/
//Geahhhhhhh!..//
/Yami! Don't forget me!/ I looked down to my small hakari, he seemed to be slightly annoyed with me. I wiped the the oden crumbs from his nose and smiled.
//Sorry Yuugi. I was thinking about something.//
/Those boxes, right?/
//Mmm.// I frowned and continued to walk, Yuugi walking next to me, humming some of his cheery little tunes and muttering a word from the song every so often. I looked down to him and he smiled back. I felt a warm feeling of happiness go down our mind link and gave a small smiled back. //Yuugi, why don't you go and see Jonouchi, I need a little time to think about what's going on.//
/Why? Is there something special about the boxes, yami?/ He looked to me in a curious manor.
//I'm not sure. That's what I was hoping to figure out.// I looked back to the ground and continued to think. Yuugi raised an eyebrow.
/ Was there anything suspicious about them?/
//.// I shouldn't tell Yuugi. He has more than enough to handle. With Battle City coming up, his schoolwork, and trying to figure out my past. This just isn't needed.
/Yami?/
//Heh?.. oh! Sorry Yuugi, lost in thought again.//
He smiled at me again. /Alright Yami, you win. I'll go hang out with my friends. But I wanna know whats up when I get back./ He told me, walking off with a suspicious look on his face.I nodded and continued on my way. I circled the park a few times and walked another 3 miles besides. //What could possibly be in those boxes..!// I thought out loud. //I have to find out what all this dark magic is coming from. the only thing I can think of doing is telling Yuugi or asking his Grandpa to open them for me.//
//Boxes, Pharaoh? Tell me, are you going into the mail business?//
I turned around to see Bakura. //What do you want?!// I snarled.
He smirked and held out a bottle of arsenic. //I challenge you to a shadow game!/
Chapter 4: Bakura's Perspective.
//Come on Pharoh.// I tonted. //Or is your delivery more importint then your hakari?// I smirked in the pleasure of watching his face light up with rage.
//What have you done to Yuugi?!// He demanded giving me a threating look.
//Nothing.yet, he's in a safe place for now, but that won't last much longer if you don't except.//
He snarled at me //Fine! What do what do you want! The puzzel? Idon't have it!// I through the gold item to his feet. Carful not to brack it.
//Yes the puzzel well do nicely.// he placed it on and snarled again. //Follow me Pharoh. Our shadow game is unlike any other you've ever played befor.//
//First answer my question. Where's Yuugi?// He demanded again.
I began walking towardes our destination. //Soon to be in hell if you don't follow me.// I believe that's what perswaded him, since it was after my lovely comment which he than began to follow. It had only been a short stroll befor we reached our destination. A bar I had emptied earlyer with the asstince of my maneater bug. The inside of the bar was almost completely distroyed with tables and broken glass every where. Blood and organs were scatered and pasted to the sides walls and door ways, all still fresh as I had only done it maybe an hour befor. There was but one tabel left standing in the middle of the room two chares two glasses and a bottle of rum. As we walked towordes the tabel a half eaten head rolled out from under the tabel and the Pharoh spoke again.
//Bakura you monster. You completely masicured the innicence of these people.// He took his seat. //I well win this shadow game, and make you wish you were luckey enough to carrey on the same fate as these people!//
//Of coarse Pharoh, of coarse. now to our shadow game.// I pored the rum into the two glasses and smirded to the man across from me.
//What are you up to Bakura?// He asked me attempting to keep his cool. I smirked and took the two glasses adding the rat poission to only one of them. He gave a sceptical look. I placed one infront of him and the other infront of me. Than spining the table. //I get it. You've now poisioned one of the giasses and when the tabel stopes turning I'm to pick one glass and drink from it. Loser dies and get's to keep the prize. Right?//
I nodded //Cleaver thinking Pharoh.// The tabel stoped //Are you ready than?//
//Thank you for the complament, but I've done this before eith a chiled of 12. And here I thought you were going to be origional.//
I scaweled at him and groueled //Pick your @$#%ing drink!//
He began staring from glass to glass going through what he had seen of me poreing the drinkes. Hebsmirked to me. //You loss.//
//Oh! How?// I peared out intreged by his self esherence.
//You filled both glasses equal with rum. Than you added the arsenic. Making one glass fuller than the other. And nither of them lost any liquid while spining. Making the glass infromt of you the poisened one.//
I looked down to discover he was right. Infront of me was the glass I had poored the poision in. I lifted my glass as he did to his. //Than let's drind and find out who the real winner is.//
//I'll see you in hell. Bakura.//
//Like wise.// And we drank.
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A.N- Like I said befor. This is my first attempt at an on line fan-fic and I'm kinda nervious 'bout it. So if you'd review I'd really apreashyate it. After all I can't improve my work if I don't know what's wrong with it.^-^
Par two should be up sometime around the 10th of december for thowes of you interested.^-^
Alone
By: Eric Awasaki
Part 1.
Chapter1: Ryou's perspective.
It was the end of school for the day and I was walking home. The crisp winter air froze my face as I walked. Up the road a little ahead of me was Jonouchi, Honda, Anzu and Yuugi... How I longed to be with them, But he, my yami, he would never permit it. I turned up my driveway and entered the house. I looked around the room in hopes of finding someone there.but no one ever came.
//Alone again pansy?//
I flinched at the sound of the voice. It was my yami. Come to torment me again. /Yes, yami./
He was leaning on the doorway to the kitchen, I don't know how I could have missed him. But there he was, smirking to himself, looking at my reflection in the platinum blade he held. It was a black so pure that it could have reflected the night sky, if only it had a few stars. though nothing compared to the darkness of his heart.
//Good.// He began walking towards me and I did my best not to move. He smirked at me as if it amused him to see me flinch and cower in fear with every step closer to me he became. He lifted one of his hands and I shot my eyes tight, bracing myself for the next feeling, the feeling of pain, the feeling of having him strick me! But it never came... I felt him run his fingers through my hair and I slowly began to open one eye. He was still smirking, staring at me a deep laugh in his throaght. //I need to borrow your body for a while.// He peered, getting closer still.
/B-b-but don't you already have a body?/ I know I shouldn't question him, but he does. so why the hell would he want mine?
//True, I do. But I need yours.// He was playing with one if my silver tresents at this point.
/No! Y-you've got your own body! Use that! I don't want anything to do with you or your stupid plans to get the power of Millenia or anything else!/ His grip tightened on my hair and it began to hurt. /Ahhhh.y-yami, stop it. T-that hurts./
//Does it really now? And I suppose that this hurts too.// He jerked my head back, holding it by my hair and slamed his knee into my stomach. My eyes watered and I began to cough, gasping for air. He let go and I fell to my knees. //I will be borowing your body, boy. There well be no mistake about that. A week from today, Got It?!//I continued to gasp. He kicked me in the side of the face and I clutched it, feeling the blood trickle down the sides. //Stupid little brat...// He muttered and walked off, talking to himself in Egyptian.
A tear trickled down my cheek. /Won't any body save me?/
Chapter 2: Yuugi's Perspective.
/Granpa, I'm home!/ I called, entering the Mutou shop. It had been such a good day at school. Yami had followed me around in soul form. And my class had gone to the museum! Most kids would probably have said 'so what'? But this was different! Yami and I think we may have found a lead on where to start looking to find his past! In an old canyon in Egypt around the Valley of the Kings! We were estatic, I've never seen Yami so happy before in my entier life!
/Yuugi?.. is.. is that you?/ I heard Grampa call out. It sounded like he was having some more box trouble./Yuugi! W-would you come out here and give me a hand with this?/ I hurried into the back yard and over to where Grandpa was. There was a big truck, and he was trying to lift a large box. It was nearly the height of me! I ran over and began to help him lift the huge thing down. BOY! Was it ever heavy! There were two others in the back of the truck. One was another big box thing and the other was a HUGE, rectangular crate! The mover men were getting those ones. It took three whole hours to move the things inside and into our basement. But we did it. After a while Yami had taken on solid form and helped. Grandpa signed a few strange papers and the mover men were off.
It was coming on for supper when I finally asked. /Grandpa?
/Yes, Yuugi?/
/What's in those big boxes?/
He layed the plates on the table and began to serve supper. /I don't know./
//What do you mean you don't know?// Yami had finally spoken up.
/Just that. I don't know. They were sent to me from my old friend, Professor Yoshimori. You remember him, don't you Yuugi?/ I thought back to the first time I met Shadi in the museum, (a.n-Shonen Jump issues 6&7!) he had told me to discover my other self. Yami, and had endangered the lives of all my friends to do so.
/Yes Grandpa I remember Profesor Yoshimori./
/Well they were sent to me from him. I had recieved a letter a week ago asking me to hold these for him. I told him I would guard them with my very life. I hadn't expected them today! They weren't suppose to arrive for another month!/
//.// Yami turned back to the wall. He had the look on his face that always meant he was deep in thought. I continued to eat my Oden (some japanese dish. I read about it in Inu-yasha.).
/Could we take a look inside?/ I asked hopefully. He simply looked to me and shook his head.
/We can't, Yuugi. It's not ours to look at. And I wouldn't want to take the chance of breaking or loosing something. These are probably something from his work./.
Yami moved from his spot in the doorway. He was walking towards the door. /Yami? Hey, Yami! Wait for me!/ I quickly finished the remainders of my food and tore off after him. /Yami, WAIT!/
Chapter 3: Yami's perspective.
What could it be? What could possibly be inside those boxes? What could I be sensing so much dark magic from!
/YAMIIIIIII!/
//Geahhhhhhh!..//
/Yami! Don't forget me!/ I looked down to my small hakari, he seemed to be slightly annoyed with me. I wiped the the oden crumbs from his nose and smiled.
//Sorry Yuugi. I was thinking about something.//
/Those boxes, right?/
//Mmm.// I frowned and continued to walk, Yuugi walking next to me, humming some of his cheery little tunes and muttering a word from the song every so often. I looked down to him and he smiled back. I felt a warm feeling of happiness go down our mind link and gave a small smiled back. //Yuugi, why don't you go and see Jonouchi, I need a little time to think about what's going on.//
/Why? Is there something special about the boxes, yami?/ He looked to me in a curious manor.
//I'm not sure. That's what I was hoping to figure out.// I looked back to the ground and continued to think. Yuugi raised an eyebrow.
/ Was there anything suspicious about them?/
//.// I shouldn't tell Yuugi. He has more than enough to handle. With Battle City coming up, his schoolwork, and trying to figure out my past. This just isn't needed.
/Yami?/
//Heh?.. oh! Sorry Yuugi, lost in thought again.//
He smiled at me again. /Alright Yami, you win. I'll go hang out with my friends. But I wanna know whats up when I get back./ He told me, walking off with a suspicious look on his face.I nodded and continued on my way. I circled the park a few times and walked another 3 miles besides. //What could possibly be in those boxes..!// I thought out loud. //I have to find out what all this dark magic is coming from. the only thing I can think of doing is telling Yuugi or asking his Grandpa to open them for me.//
//Boxes, Pharaoh? Tell me, are you going into the mail business?//
I turned around to see Bakura. //What do you want?!// I snarled.
He smirked and held out a bottle of arsenic. //I challenge you to a shadow game!/
Chapter 4: Bakura's Perspective.
//Come on Pharoh.// I tonted. //Or is your delivery more importint then your hakari?// I smirked in the pleasure of watching his face light up with rage.
//What have you done to Yuugi?!// He demanded giving me a threating look.
//Nothing.yet, he's in a safe place for now, but that won't last much longer if you don't except.//
He snarled at me //Fine! What do what do you want! The puzzel? Idon't have it!// I through the gold item to his feet. Carful not to brack it.
//Yes the puzzel well do nicely.// he placed it on and snarled again. //Follow me Pharoh. Our shadow game is unlike any other you've ever played befor.//
//First answer my question. Where's Yuugi?// He demanded again.
I began walking towardes our destination. //Soon to be in hell if you don't follow me.// I believe that's what perswaded him, since it was after my lovely comment which he than began to follow. It had only been a short stroll befor we reached our destination. A bar I had emptied earlyer with the asstince of my maneater bug. The inside of the bar was almost completely distroyed with tables and broken glass every where. Blood and organs were scatered and pasted to the sides walls and door ways, all still fresh as I had only done it maybe an hour befor. There was but one tabel left standing in the middle of the room two chares two glasses and a bottle of rum. As we walked towordes the tabel a half eaten head rolled out from under the tabel and the Pharoh spoke again.
//Bakura you monster. You completely masicured the innicence of these people.// He took his seat. //I well win this shadow game, and make you wish you were luckey enough to carrey on the same fate as these people!//
//Of coarse Pharoh, of coarse. now to our shadow game.// I pored the rum into the two glasses and smirded to the man across from me.
//What are you up to Bakura?// He asked me attempting to keep his cool. I smirked and took the two glasses adding the rat poission to only one of them. He gave a sceptical look. I placed one infront of him and the other infront of me. Than spining the table. //I get it. You've now poisioned one of the giasses and when the tabel stopes turning I'm to pick one glass and drink from it. Loser dies and get's to keep the prize. Right?//
I nodded //Cleaver thinking Pharoh.// The tabel stoped //Are you ready than?//
//Thank you for the complament, but I've done this before eith a chiled of 12. And here I thought you were going to be origional.//
I scaweled at him and groueled //Pick your @$#%ing drink!//
He began staring from glass to glass going through what he had seen of me poreing the drinkes. Hebsmirked to me. //You loss.//
//Oh! How?// I peared out intreged by his self esherence.
//You filled both glasses equal with rum. Than you added the arsenic. Making one glass fuller than the other. And nither of them lost any liquid while spining. Making the glass infromt of you the poisened one.//
I looked down to discover he was right. Infront of me was the glass I had poored the poision in. I lifted my glass as he did to his. //Than let's drind and find out who the real winner is.//
//I'll see you in hell. Bakura.//
//Like wise.// And we drank.
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A.N- Like I said befor. This is my first attempt at an on line fan-fic and I'm kinda nervious 'bout it. So if you'd review I'd really apreashyate it. After all I can't improve my work if I don't know what's wrong with it.^-^
Par two should be up sometime around the 10th of december for thowes of you interested.^-^