Author notes: I finally got chapter 3 up yay! I'm sorry I took so long to update. I have been really busy this summer. I'm also sorry this chapter is kind of short, the next chapter will be longer, I promise! I'm sorry also in advance to any grammer or spelling mistakes. I hope you enjoy the story!
Disclamier: I Do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
It was too quite, but at the same time it was too loud. The sound of pencil scratching paper, with each scratch ringing in his ear like someone was clawing at a chalkboard. The silence of the room caused him to lose himself in the thoughts of his mind. He kept his eyes down, so he was staring at his feet. He could feel himself shaking, goosebumps forming on his pale skin. His heart was racing and he was burning up. Cold sweat was dripping down his face. His shaking suddenly turned into rocking. Back, and fourth he swayed, hugging himself tighter and tighter as his rocking increased. His nails were digging into his skin. His breathing getting faster and shorter. Tears were forming in his eyes.
"I need to get out!" This thought keep repeating its self in his head. "I have to get out, I have to get away…"
"Ryou!" A stern voice shouted, causing the young boy to jump. "Since you seem to be paying attention, come to the board and answer this question."
All heads turned toward him. He could feel the other students stares, their eyes fixed on him. His breathing increased. He could feel his heart thumping against his ribcage. He slowly looked up from his feet and made his eyes meet with the teachers.
"We're waiting Ryou." The man said matching Ryou's eyes with a cold stare.
Ryou shakily stood up. His eyes instantly went to the floor. He could feel the other students eyes watching him.
"I have to get out…" Ryou thought to himself. "I have to get out now!"
"Any time today!" The teacher shouted, interrupting Ryou's thoughts. Ryou took only two steps before he broke into a run out the door.
"Hey!" The teacher yelled. "Get back here this instant!" But it was too late. Ryou was already racing down the hallway.
"So, what did you wanna tell me?" Marik asked as he helped himself to a chair.
"Ryou's been acting weird…" Bakura responded. "I'm starting to worry about those nightmares he's been having."
"But why?" Marik interrupted. "I mean they are just dreams right?"
"I don't know any more…" Bakura sighed. "I think Ryou's been doing some bad stuff…"
"Like what?" Marik interjected.
"Well," Bakura started. "With his last nightmare I found blood on his hands…and it wasn't his own…" Marik stayed silent at this statement.
"And during school, as I'm sure you saw, his eyes turned a different color. I'm starting to worry about my little hikari…"
He ran to the nearest bathroom, rushed towards a stall, shut the door, and slid down to the floor hugging his knees. His heart was pounding in his ears. Sweat was dripping from his face. He could feel a wet substance forming in his eyes.
"What is wrong with me?!" He thought to himself. "What is going on?!"
Ryou started to scratch his arm. His nails digging into his skin as he ran his nails up and down his arm. Blood started to drip from his arm, but he continued to scratch. Each wave of pain bring a distraction to his thoughts.
There was faint laughter in the back of his mind, which made him to scratch harder and faster. He closed his eyes from the pain. Little drops of blood started to drip onto the floor.
Suddenly the door was kicked in. Ryou looked up in surprise, tears cascading down his face. His nails still dug into his arm.
"Ma-Malik…" He stuttered.
"Come on." Malik sighed extending his hand down to Ryou. "Let's go."
Bakura suddenly felt a pain in his head.
"What's wrong?" Marik asked.
"I-I think it's Ryou…" Bakura disappeared into the presence of Ryou's mind.
Bakura was in his own soul room. It was dark and had little space. The only light being from the torches that lined the stone walls.
Bakura walked over to his cold metal door and opened. He slowly walked out into the little hallway that separated him from his hikari. Something was different though in Ryou's mind. There was not just two doors, but three.
There was a huge steel door beside Bakura's own soul room. It had thousands of locks protruding over it. There was also a purple aura seeping through the cracks of the door.
"That was never here before…" Bakura thought to himself.
Bakura then turned his attention to the room across form his. The door only being open slightly.
"His door is usually open all the way…" Bakura thought. He quickly walked over to the door and opened it all the way.
Little toys laid along the carpeted room, along with many pictures hanging from the cream colored walls. But in the center of the room is what caught Bakura's attention.
There rocking back and fourth, huddled into a fetal position was Ryou. Mumbling the same word over and over again. "Why?" Bakura rushed over to the young boy.
"Ryou what's wrong?" He asked in a worried tone. But he did not receive an answer. He just got Ryou's repeated mumbling.
"Ryou what is happening to you?" Bakura asked reaching out, touching the boy's shoulder.
The young boy erupted into screams at the touch. Bakura's eyes widened in surprise, and he instantly pulled the young boy into a hug. Ryou burst into tears and a series of hiccups. Bakura held Ryou close until Ryou cried himself to sleep. Bakura then laid the boy in his bed.
"Don't worry my little light," Bakura said as he shut Ryou's soul room door. "I will find out what is wrong with you…"
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