BlackRose: O.O Damn…another one so quickly. Now if I could just do this for Blue Eyed Sacrifice ^.^() *Flips through law book* -.- nope. I still don't own anything but this piece of crap computer. Warning: Tea bashing
"Has it been prepared?"
"Yes Mistress."
"Good. Now, how to get them all together?"
The woman cloaked in shadows rubbed her chin, thinking carefully. But it only lasted for a moment as she let out a sudden spine–chilling laugh.
"Perfect! Now, this will be quite fun, won't it?"
*~*
Yuugi shook his head, wiping his cheeks.
"G-goodbye, Tea."
Joey squeezed his shoulders reassuringly.
"It's okay, Yuge. She's in a better place."
The small boy nodded, sniffling slightly.
Halfway across the room, Malik groaned and looked at Ryou beside him.
"Can we go now?"
"Malik! We can't go yet! It's a funeral!" the white-haired boy whispered. Malik slumped down in his seat.
"I didn't even like the stupid broad. She was annoying as hell," he muttered, earning him an elbow in the ribs from Ryou. He pouted and sunk as low in his seat as possible, toying with the Millennium Rod in his hand.
*~*
A few hours later, all of Tea's close friends remained standing over the freshly dug dirt. Yugi sniffled, feeling no wave of comfort wash over him as Joey slipped an arm around his small shoulders. Yami was standing a little away from him, solemnly watching his hikari, while standing next to Bakura. He heard the little groan of boredom come from the former tomb robber.
"She's dead, so why the hell are they just standing around like that? Not like it's going to bring her back."
"Shush. It's their custom. They were all very close to her." Bakura gave him a side-glance.
"And you weren't?" Yami didn't answer for a while, making Bakura think he didn't want to talk anymore until the former pharaoh said,
"She kept on clinging to me all the time and ranting about friendship. You tell me if I was." This reply made the former tomb robber chuckle darkly.
"I'm surprised. From the way you acted, one would think you had feelings for the girl." This earned him a side-glare from Yami.
The only sounds that could now be heard were the rain pattering on the ground and the thunder booming over the mourners' heads.
"Yuge?" Joey whispered to his short companion, "We oughta get goin, or else we're gonna get soaked." Yugi nodded and allowed himself to be guided away from the tombstone.
"Well, its about time," Malik muttered darkly, "It's been long enough." He fumbled with his black shirt, unaccustomed to such formal attire. Ryou ignored him and crouched down, placing a single red rose over the freshly dug dirt. He straightened and looked at a very bored Malik.
"It's alright. We can go now."
"Mph. At least there'll be food at Kaiba's," the owner of the Rod said quietly. Ryou didn't other to reprimand him, having gotten frustrated with his rudeness at such a depressing occasion.
*~*
Kaiba was having the reception in his own mansion as a sympathetic gesture to his rival, which was not something he was comfortable in admitting. There was plenty of food, and mild, quieted chatter could be heard circulating around the room, not to mention a plentiful amount of condolences offered to all of Tea's close friends. Especially Yugi, who seemed to have taken her death the hardest.
(A.N- No, Yugi DOES NOT have feelings for Tea like that. He was just very close to her.)
Suddenly, there was a rather loud boom of thunder that echoed throughout the room. Seconds later, the lights all flickered and died. There was a yelp, which came from Ryou, who was squeezing Malik's hand rather hard. Malik smiled faintly and placed his other hand over Ryou's.
"Fuck. The backup must be on the fritz," Kaiba said as the moments of darkness stretched on. There was a shuffling, and then the flickering light of a candle flame.
"Don't you have flashlights like normal people?"
"Shut up, mutt. Since you have such a problem with candles, you can come with me into the basement and help me fix the backup."
"Oh, afraid of the dark, eh, Moneybags?"
The flickering flame showed Kaiba opening his mouth to retort, only to be interrupted by an irritated Yami saying,
"Oh, Ra, stop fighting! I'll go with you!"
"I would dearly love to see the almighty Pharaoh doing actual labor. I'll go too," Bakura said. And so the three of them left, leaving Yugi, Tristan, Joey, Ryou, Duke, and Malik alone in the dark.
"Oh, wonderful. The asshole leaves us in the dark. Stupid, rich bastard."
"Malik!"
"What? He left with the candle!"
"Don't tell me little Malik-kun is afraid of a little darkness? I would think you'd be trying to suck Ryou's blood in here," Tristan quipped.
Malik tightened his hold on the Rod.
"One more word out of you, spike-boy, and you won't live long enough to regret it!"
"Oh, is that a challenge I hear?"
"Oh would you both cut the crap?" a pissed off Duke snapped.
*~*
Meanwhile, the shadowy woman laughed to herself.
"They're already fighting with each other! I don't think that I'll have trouble with these humans at all!"
And so would soon begin the nightmare which would unfold around the unsuspecting group of teenagers, some friends, some rivals.
BlackRose: ^.^() I know, not much action. Heh, this is just the prologue. The good stuff'll start next chapter, I promise!
Bakura: Just like you promised Blue Eyed Sacrifice would e out, right?
BlackRose: -.-() Shaddap. I'm getting to it, okay?
Bakura: Uh huh. I wouldn't hold my breathe for a new chapter for it anytime soon.
BlackRose: -.- REVIEW! PLEASE!
