Me; I amz tired...*Collapses*

Rose; Great, now I have to drag her back to her room! Bakura, Marik, help me.

Marik; Screw you, I wanna read!

Bakura; *Sighs and sends Rya to the shadow realm* There, problem solved, Rosie.

Ryou; RYA!

Rose; *Smirks and sits on the sofa* Thank you, Bakura, well done.

Bakura; *Sits next to her* Thank you

Ryou; o.o...I am now surrounded by three insane people...

Marik; Hehe, pocky... *Picks his nose*

Rose; Oi, correction Ryou, you're now surrounded by TWO insane people and ONE idiot.

Ryou; *Facepalm* Ugh, someone say the disclaimer...

Marik; Hehe, I don't own Yugioh!

Bakura; *Laughs* Marik, you're a damn CHARACTER in it!

Rose; XD!

Ryou; UGH! Must I do EVERYTHING? RYA doesn't own Yugioh!


Chapter 3 - Confessions

He sighed, his expression melted from wary to serious, almost frustrated. His eyes weren't focused completely, he was staring at the ground in thought. I waited impatiently, my foot repeatedly tapping on the ground in expression of my irritation.

"I'm half vampire," he confessed at last, looking up at me with dark brown eyes, his pupils tight. "half human. I've encountered someone like you before - but unfortunately not as pretty, or polite; 'Any words from my victim?' " He mocked my voice, smirking slightly with a good sneer that made me immensely more aggravated in annoyance.

"Why did you cradle my head when I bit you?" I asked instead of acknowledging the jibe that, in short, pissed me off.

He hesitated at that, deciding. "I didn't, you were a bit distracted so you probably just imagined it." Wow, that was convincing! I actually almost believe him.

"How the hell can I imagine someone cradling my damn head?" I demanded bluntly.

"For a lady you sure do like to pronounce foul language." He pointed out almost indifferently.

I growled lowly, surprisingly not throwing up. "For one, I'm not a lady - I'm a monster who was born a lady, so the rules do not apply to me. Second; You're not answering my question!" Oh Ra, not the tug at my stomach! What would happen if I threw up on him? Hmm…..nah, that would be too funny and perhaps absurd.

"Maybe you should go behind the bushes,"

"I'm fine," I set a hand to my mouth and wrapped my forearm around my stomach, closing my eyes; trying to suppress throwing up. Then finally, it went down, thankfully. I breathed slowly, trying not to disturb my stomach. "Now answer my - " Oh Ra! There was a violent tug at my stomach and I, at incredible blurring speed, appeared behind the bushes.

"What….." I panted horribly, pissed off at myself now.

I heard a chuckle beside me. "Got it all out?"

"S-shut up…" I tried to stand, but failed, oh my Ra - why was I WEAK? That NEVER happened!

"I know something that will make you feel better, but you have to come with me." He looked down at me with sincere eyes.

"What is it?" I asked, still panting slightly.

"Trust me, you'll like it."

"No," he had better not be thinking what I'm thinking! I was finally able to stand, and when I did, I glared at the white haired half-vampire. "I have to go, my dad is waiting for me." I lied, then walked passed him, each step I took I found I regretted dully.

"See you later then," there was a smirk in his voice, but I ignored it.

It took me a while, but I finally convinced Yami I wanted to look around the town by myself, see the sights and familiarize myself so I wouldn't get lost if I went anywhere. Ak didn't mind at all, he was unusually, suspiciously, allowing me free run unlike Yami. Maybe it was because he felt awkward? I mean, it has been eleven years - maybe he's just not used to having a daughter.

But anyway, I already knew half the scenery due to my little adventure last night, when I ran into Bakura….

So I spent an hour or so familiarizing myself, then after I walked around the small part of the city twice so I could remember, I went searching for somewhere private, remote and sunny. Maybe that would help me, I loved to be in the sunlight.

Sunset would be approaching soon, so I had to hurry if I wanted to find the right location. I couldn't find anything in the city - so I decided to look elsewhere, in a forest, where no one would be. In a vision I saw a bright, clear forest a few miles away on a mountain, perfect place if I wanted to get away from the overcast. I got away from human eyes and, as fast as I could possibly go, blurrily ran to where I saw the sunny forest on a mountain. I was going so fast, running through crowds of people, that I was most likely invincible to them.

Once I finally spotted the forest, I smiled thankfully. It was quiet, only the sounds of the animals running, jumping, nibbling on their food, drinking water from a nearby creek and making their voices heard by others. The forest itself was beautiful, large thick trees with some sap on the logs, some were thin whilst others weren't. There were fallen logs covered with sap and small bugs like spiders or ants. Some green vines hung down with small pink flowers slowly growing from them. There were bushes here and there.

The ground was mostly grass, dirt and a mixture of ferns and rocks with some fallen logs and sticks.

Through the thickness of the tree limbs and large rocks the sun shined, warm and graceful onto the grass, giving light to the forest. I grinned to myself and swiftly jumped toward the sunlight, removing my jacket and placing it on a log. I rolled up my long sleeves as I stood on a large, thick rock. The sun on my skin felt wonderful, warm and relaxing. My pale skin shined like small diamond's against the light, something familiar to Twilight.

I sighed and sat, all of my frozen skin the light touched sparkled beautifully. I felt much better now, and more so after realizing I hadn't thrown up since school. Maybe that part was finally over, but I doubted it in the back of my mind.

I closed my eyes and simply sat there, quiet, relaxed. I forgot everything that had happened today, instead I concentrated on this moment ¾ being in the sunlight, something I missed dearly about being in Egypt.

"Enjoying yourself, miss?" Asked a dark, echoing voice from behind me.

I turned swiftly around, already I on my feet, toward the stranger behind me. He had blonde, messy, sharp and wicked blonde hair that stuck up in thick, wild locks. His banes were messily brushed and lifted highly, thick, messy locks hung almost over his eyes and more nearest to his temples. He had tanned skin, his eyes wide, crazed, plain and lavender. At the bottom, corner edges of his eyes were what the Egyptians designed with makeup.

He wore a sleeveless black jacket and long sleeved blue sweater that clung to his upper figure. His pants were black leather and his shoes were gray boots.

"Who are you?"

My eyes snapped back into reality, someone was coming. I swiftly stood, grabbing my jacket in that same smooth motion, and listened to the sounds of the forest. I heard swift footsteps nearing, I sighed and jumped down onto the solid ground of the forest, whoever was coming had a strange scent - far different from any scent I'd ever smelt. This thing wasn't human….but a vampire….

I had to think fast. If I went home it could follow me to the city, that's not what I wanted. No. Instead I should hide, and hopefully he wouldn't find me. I looked up at the thick branches and roughly kicked off the ground, shooting up into the heavy cloud of the trees. I grabbed onto two branches and balanced my feet onto two others, my eyes searching in every direction for the vampire I'd seen.

Then I saw him, he walked below on the ground, two small bat-like wings folded on his shoulder blades. How had I missed that?

I watched him with wary eyes, did he know where I was? Did he smell my scent? A thousand questions whirled through my head, questions that I would soon now. Suddenly the vision changed….

"Where is she?" The tanned vampire with wings asked a blurry one. Why couldn't I see the blurry vampire?

The blurry vampire walked beside two others, twins, one boy and one girl. They seemed young, maybe thirteen or fourteen, and identical to each other.

"You think I know where she is? I haven't seen her since we talked on the school ground - you know this, Malik." He pointed out, his voice low and angry. Was…that Bakura?

One of the twins, I'm guessing the girl, looked around more quickly then the others. "She's in the area - I can sense her. Hear anything, Jealousy?" She asked to her twin. They both had short, messy lavender hair with red-gray orbs and long lashes, their skin a matching pale. I could only tell the difference of them because the boy wore a blue trench coat with a red dress-shirt and gray jeans with blue shoes, the girl wore her hair up in large pigtails in purple bows, and a blue trench coat a red dress that reached her knees with gray tights and black shoes.

'Jealousy' nodded, his eyes looking forward at nothing. "Yes….. I think she's in the trees, trying to figure out why we're after her…."

"Then we'd better hurry, she could be dangerous."

"Wait, Ria, I don't think she's dangerous… She's just confused…"

The blurry vampire through his arms into the air. "That's what I keep saying - and no one frekkin listens!"

"Shut up," 'Ria' told him, clearly irritated. She crossed her arms. "No one cares what you say, half-bred."

He growled angrily, glaring at the younger vampire. "You wanna go, brat? I may not be a full vampire - but that doesn't mean I'm not as strong as one."

She hissed at him, the painful sound echoing in my inhuman ears.

Then 'Malik' sighed. "Will you both leave off?"

…..Ookkaayy… that was interesting. So they think I'm dangerous one here? Huh! Well, I'd better straighten things out before something happens, before they have a chance to follow me - probably thinking I was readying myself to feed when I went home.

I sighed and blurrily jumped down onto the hard ground of the forest, four figures were already in view - three of those smelt strange and misty, but the other… I shuddered at the all-too familiar scent of Bakura, it hit my nose like a thousand attacks upon a weak little ant - inescapable and very powerful. I swallowed shakily, my fists trembling at my sides.

They were walking at human speed, why? I've no clue. Maybe not to frighten me. I heard Jealousy murmur something, but surprisingly low enough so I couldn't hear it.

"So this is the Rosemary I've heard so much about?" Asked Malik as he neared me, his pace smooth and almost unmoving. As a starving jaguar would perhaps trap his pursued prey.

Bakura's expression was unreadable as he stopped a few feet in front of me, keeping a good distance. Maybe it was what Jealousy had told him. "Yes," the boy spoke lowly, emotionlessly. I almost cringed at that, wondering if he were answering me or Malik. I pushed that thought aside, questioning my own insanity.

"The name's Rose, Malik." He jumped a little when I spoke his name, ha!

He blinked, then shook his head as if pushing my comment aside. "What is your power, exactly, Rose?"

"Why should I tell you? You'll just find some way to use it against me - why not have your little Sensor or Hearer tell you?"

Malik grinned mysteriously, his arms behind his back. "An exhalent thought," he told me, then turned to one of the twins. "Jealousy? Will you do the honors?"

Jealousy nodded and looked on me with such concentration and focus I was afraid he was going to make my head explode, but then he sighed. "She can see the future, she saw us coming." He informed them as he looked away, so this was a little Mind Reader, huh? Interesting.

"What a gift," Malik looked at me with a softer gaze. "I must say you are more dangerous then I once thought."

I rolled my eyes and sighed in slight annoyance. "Did he," - I glared to Bakura - "tell you I was dangerous? I'm not… I'm jus here until I'm eighteen, then I'm out - got that?" I crossed my arms. Waiting.

They all gave me a confused look.

"You….you age?" Ria raged in disbelief, her brows pulled together, horror struck in her eyes.

I blinked. "Yes, don't you guys?" Was this bad….?

"No," Jealousy answered. "Well, except Bakura - he's half human so he ages, in a way…. But you're a vampire, you should've frozen in time whenever you were Turned."

I frowned at the memory, and tried not to think of that horrible night. I shuddered at the thought. Jealousy was looking at me, not as concentrated or focused, but I knew he'd read my mind.

He blinked and kept silent as Malik spoke. "Tell us exactly what happened when you were Turned, please." He said politely, looking at me with a surprisingly smooth expression, but his blank icy eyes held an inhuman sincerity.

Bakura just stood there, silent and stiff. I kept glancing in his direction, was he finally afraid of me? Good.

I swallowed, turning back to Malik. "I'd rather not…" I commented lowly, then looked down at a small pile of ferns at my feet. I was determined not to share my secret, I wouldn't.

Ria sighed heavily, her eyes angry now. Malik held up his hand before she could rage out, apparently the little brat was pissed off at me. For what reason, I have NO idea. "And why is that?" He asked me in the same gentle tone, surprising me since his voice was so dark, so level and echoed.(1)

My jaw tightened. "Because I don't want to talk about it… Is there a problem with that?" I asked through my clenched teeth.

Then I stiffened as Bakura finally decided to move, he went to stand between Malik and Ria so he was now fully standing in front of me. There, before me, were creatures I'd never known existed until now. They were the first vampires I'd encountered with since I was Turned, and the feeling that should've come was comfort, fear and sadness, hell even a logical sanity. But instead, I simply felt distant, afraid and slightly wry.

I took an unsteady step back, the scent of Bakura was overwhelming - and I didn't want to do anything I would regret later tonight. Or simply later I should say, sunset was very close, light colors were beginning to play in the sky, a dance in a strange group of bright-to-dark colors. A painting, per se.

"No, we're just curious." Bakura assured, smooth and gentle like Malik - only not as darkly echoed. "Please tell us - it will help us understand you more, maybe even explain why you age." I looked up at that, he still had that unreadable expression that I was beginning to despise slightly.

"You want to know?" I asked suddenly, glaring at the four. I tensed my muscles and gave a look of frustration, if they wanted to know, then I'd tell them. Hopefully I could go soon.

Malik nodded. "Yes, tell us." He eyed Bakura, then looked back at me. Then everything went silent, they were waiting.

I sighed and leaned against one side of my hip, I bite my lip before I spoke. "I can't remember everything completely - I was very young, about four or five. The day before my memory went blank for a while… it all started after my grandmother and I were in a car crash…." I remembered every detail of this certain memory as though it had just happened, some things, since I'd been mortal whilst it happened, were faded, but others were painfully clear.

I awoke in a hospital bed three days after I'd gotten into a car crash with my grandmother, I didn't know where I was - or what had happened. My grandmother was no where in sight, only then did I begin to truly panic. "Grandma….?" I called weakly, my voice too low for even myself to hear.

Almost immediately after I called for my grandmother, a doctor walked into the medium sized hospital room. He had long, messy and amazing white hair, sharp and shadowed. It was brushed back, but his banes framed every part of his lightly tanned face. He had brown eyes too, dark and shadowed, with a sharpness to them. Hair and eyes so similar to each other, instead of frightening me - it fascinated me.

"Rosemary, right?" He asked softly, standing next to my hospital bed. I nodded weakly, now knowing my voice was too weak to mutter a hearable word.

It was only then that I realized I was hooked to some tubes, many wires, and there was a few bandages on my arms, and I could feel one large bandage on my leg under the blanket.

"I'm Dr. Ma'et Rosedale." He introduced himself while checking some of the machines that I was connected to, writing some things down onto a clipboard I hadn't noticed he'd been holding. He looked down at me when he continued. "You were in a car accident three days ago, you've been unconscious since then."

I nodded, still silent. I looked around the room again, wondering where my grandmother was.

I was a little shocked when he answered my unspoken question. "Your grandmother is doing just fine, Rosemary; just some minor injures, and a few bruises. How are you feeling?" He asked curiously, seriously.

Actually, I felt rather confused at the moment. A little stiff and dizzy though, but that was it. I stayed silent though, not trusting my voice and too shy to try.

He grinned, clearly noticing my shyness. "Are you going to speak?"

I shook my head, making myself feel more dizzy. "No….." I spoke weakly.

He laughed. "Okay, while you're not speaking, could you tell me how you feel? Dizziness? Nausea? Pain? Anything?"

"Just a little….dizzy…." I answered truthfully, but very weakly.

He wrote it down, how could he hear me? I'd wondered. "Okay then," he looked back at me, grinning slightly.

Then I asked the question I'd waited to ask. "Where's….my grandma?"

"She's in the cafeteria getting something for breakfast. If you want, I could get you something to eat, you must be starving."

When he said that, almost on cue, my stomach growled. I giggled weakly and blushed, my stupid stomach!

"I'll take that as a 'yes'," he laughed again, then turned to go.

"Wait," I called thoughtlessly as his hand went to the handle of the door, he paused and turned to me with a worried gaze.

"Yes, Rosemary?" He asked wrily.

"I was….just going to say….I'd….rather you call me….Rose…."

He grinned, the worry melting from his features a layer. He nodded, then opened the door as a nurse passed the room. "I will, Rose." He turned away and stepped out, the door didn't close fully until he was half way down the hall.

A few days passed, my grandmother spent every moment with me she could, her expressions were so depressed at times when she thought I wasn't looking. For what reason, I had no clue. At the time it had worried me very little. Dr. Rosedale constantly checked on me, mostly my heart rate on the monitors. He was so friendly and kind to me, something I was glad about.

Then one day, when my grandmother was asleep late at night after practically weeping all day, Dr. Rosedale came into the hospital room. I was restless, so I was still awake when he came in.

"Hi, Ma'et." I greeted in a whisper as not to disturb my grandmother who slept in a chair beside me, I quickly sat up, no longer weak or stiff.

"Hi, Rose…" His voice held sorrow, he went to sit at the edge of the bed. His expression unreadable. "How are you feeling?" He asked softly, looking at his entwined fingers on his knee.

"Fine… What's wrong?"

He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, exhaling through his nose. "Well," he was struggling for the right words, which made me more curious and worried. "There's something….wrong with your heart…"

I was shocked, fear suddenly struck along with panic. "W-what's…wrong with it?" I asked as though it were a broken toy that could be easily fixed, but unfortunately it was my heart - not a toy.

"Well," he opened his eyes, but didn't look at me, just at his hands. "it's very weak, I'm afraid…. and your lungs are a bit damaged. I… We didn't notice until just recently. Now it….may be too late…."

I felt tears welling in my eyes, what did this mean…? I wanted to deny the obvious, it frightened me. "A-am…I….going to…." I couldn't finish, I was too confused. My head began to hurt.

He looked at me, and I could see determination on his featured through my cloudy mist of tears. "No, I'm going to do everything I can… everything in my power, to make sure that doesn't happen… I promise, you'll be walking out of this hospital alive." He vowed, then swallowed tightly.

I nodded, wiping the tears from my eyes as they flowed down my checks, "O-okay…" I sniffed. I trusted him, I hoped his words were true, that I would be walking out alive. I tried not to doubt, but something told me the outcome was dubious.

When Ma'et spoke again, I was a bit startled by my thoughts being interrupted. "Now, I don't want you to worry, okay?" He stood from the bed, his expression unreadable still, and checked the heart monitor. "Everything will be okay," he reassured me with a honest sincerity.

I closed my eyes, fighting against the coming tears. I sniffed again, then nodded, not trusting my voice at all now.

He turned back to me and ruffled my head, I looked up and he grinned. "See you tomorrow." He left the room.

For the next two days, he would say that to me before he left for the day, probably reassuring us both. Then one day, I felt a small shock, then another…the last thing I remembered before everything went black, was the sound of Ma'et's shouting for others to come and take me into the Emergency room.

When I awoke again, I was in a strange room with a long curtain surrounding me, I blinked. And it hurt slightly when I did so. Panic filled me. Where was I? Where was Grandma and Ma'et? Did they leave? Did I leave? Was I dead?

I looked over at a small beeping noise coming from the heart monitor, it beeped very differently then it usually did. Each beat was distant from the next, weaker then the last. Was that my heart beat? So then...I wasn't dead?

I jumped, startled, when someone suddenly pulled back the curtain and stepped in. But I was relieved when I realized it was Ma'et, but then went confused at his helpless expression - an expression I'd never seen on his features before.

"How are you feeling?" He asked softly, sitting at the edge of the bed.

"Tired…." I answered very lowly, but he still heard as usual. I didn't just feel tired though, I felt as though my heart were an innocent ant struggling to carry a building by itself - not only that but also perhaps a mountain. My vision was a bit blurry, but I could still see Ma'et's face clearly enough.

"I know… Remember what I promised you a few days ago?" He asked suddenly, his tone the same.

I nodded, remembering what he'd said fuzzily. "Yes… Why?"

"Well, I'm afraid if we've done all we can… But I'm not going to sit here and watch you die," he flinched slightly at the last word. He stood and removed the tubes and wires I was connected to, confusing me. But I didn't protest, I was too busy trying to comprehend how to see straight.

"What are you doing?" I asked, barely hearing my own little voice.

He looked at the heart monitor and paused, then looked at me. "In a way, I'm keeping to my promise, and in another, I'm betraying it. But like I said; I'm not going to sit here and watch you…" He didn't finish, but I understood, he just removed the wire connecting to the heart monitor, then gently lifted me from the bed. Into his arms.

I'd never been more confused then at that very moment. "Ma'et…?" I closed my eyes and rested my head against his shoulder as he carried me.

"Don't worry Rose…." We were outside within mere seconds, the rain pouring over us. "You won't die…." Then the wind blew swiftly, but I still felt rain pouring, then I opened my eyes and saw Ma'et's eyes. The brown was moving to the corners, red orbs appearing. I gasped, frozen in confusion, fear and panic. What... was he?

"Please forgive me for this, Rose…." He pleaded, two fangs flashing at the top and bottom rows of his teeth as he spoke. "I tried everything I could… I told you, I wasn't going to sit there and watch you die…." And then, I felt two sharp fangs bite into my neck.

"I woke up in the hospital room a few days after that, I felt different; Stronger, more alert, I could hear people speaking from rooms away, and my vision was clearer then before. I felt two incredibly small fangs at the top of my teeth, then I knew something was wrong with me. And I never saw Dr. Rosedale again - so I had to discover everything myself." I explained the last of my story, now leaning against a thick tree with my arms crossed.

Malik, Bakura, Jealousy and Ria had been silent the whole time I'd spoken. Probably annualizing everything I'd said and trying to find something hidden, something I missed. As though that were actually possible. But what I almost missed was Bakura's clenched fists.

"That's….. perfectly normal - for a vampires Turning, I mean. I am surprised, however, that 'Ma'et' left. That's unusual and dangerous, even if he felt guilty - you'd think he would've stayed and explain everything to you." Malik mused, to himself mostly.

"Well," I spoke plainly, "he didn't - end of story. Now can I go home? My dad's going to be worried if I'm not home."

"We never said you had to stay," Jealousy pointed out matter-of-factly.

"Yeah, baka." Ria agreed, smirking with cruel eyes.

I growled, that little brat… "Whatever, I'm outta' here." Hey, I just realized something, I haven't thrown up yet! Yes! It was finally over! Before I could hear any of them reply to me, I ran blurrily home. Through the small part of the city and straight to the street of the house. Already, I was there.

I then walked at a human pace toward my house, the night was dark and cold, and I could already hear Ak and Yami's conversation of me from here, four houses away. They were worried where I'd gone.

What's this? No vision? What the hell? I didn't know what to expect…damn!

Once I finally stepped onto the walkway, I sighed, hopefully Ak wasn't going to go all 'Parent' on me and ground me for a week. The lights were on and Ak was cooking dinner in the kitchen now, it smelt different from last nights burnt dirt; It smelt like noodles.

End chapter 3.


Rose; *Yawns* I'm a little tired now...*Falls asleep*

Bakura; *Nods and falls asleep on the couch next to Rose*

Marik; *Crawls on the other side of Rose and falls asleep*

Ryou; OI! RYA'S STILL IN THE BLOODY SHADOW REALM!

Bakura, Marik and Rose; *Not waking up*

Ryou; UGH! Review please, while I try to get Rya out of the Shadow Realm!