Awakening: I Think I Should Be Dreaming
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As Lunar checked to see if his other half was alright his mind was on a different track. 'He's wearing modern clothing, I wonder if he'll be upset to be in the States. Does he speak English?'
Jean tried to push him out of the way but Lunar hissed at him and crouched over his body.
"He's mine!"
Jean jerked back with a startled look. Lunar's eyes were wide and unfocused.
"'Kura is mine!" The pale mutant turned back and placed one hand on the other's chest and one cradled his face. "Let me in..." He muttered before gasping slightly and slumping blankly over the prone body...
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... sand was everywhere.
Lunar smiled up at the blindingly bright sun and let loose a child-like laugh that echoed in the vast dessert.
"Bakura!" He called out. "Bakura! Where are you?"
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Bakura looked up from the straw mat lying out in the sun at the sound of his name. "Ryou?"
As if the name was a summons, Ryou appeared in front of him.
"'Kura!" The albino cried happily as he leapt at Bakura. Bakura had sat up just in time to get an armful of the smaller teen. Automatically his arms went up to surround him, even if hugs had been far and few between in his life.
"Ryou what the hell is going on?" He paused, "'Kura'? You gave me a nickname?"
Ryou only giggled and held on tighter. "You came to me. I didn't know if you would. They don't know me, call me Lunar."
Bakura pushed Ryou away so he could see the other's face. "Are you crazy?"
Ryou shrugged and grinned. "Perhaps. I don't know." He blinked and frowned. "Your body is unconscious outside of the mansion. We're in the States. I live with the mutants."
"My body?" Bakura exclaimed. "I'm not in yours?"
Ryou shook his head. "No, and you're taller than I am. We are not the same." He paused, "And yes I'm crazy. Well, occasionally anyway." He grinned. "I would swear most of the people I'm living with are crazy, but that's normal for humans."
"'For humans'? Ryou are you sure you're alright?"
"I'm Lunar now. You're Bakura, or 'Kura if you want. I'm a mutant and I live at a school for mutants. They don't ask many questions."
Bakura just stared at him. "I think I'll play this by ear."
Ryou's eyes went out of focus and he started to fade as he hissed. "My mind and your mind, only you and I are allowed. Keep them out."
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Bakura groaned as the harsh white light penetrated through his eyelids. He didn't mind the dessert sun, but fluorescent lights were too much after living in the past again.
"Shut the damn lights off." He muttered and was only slightly surprised to hear a giggle coming from his left and a deep chuckle on his right.
"Sure thing kid." The deep voice answered as he, presumably, dimmed the lights. His eyes slowly opened and glanced around. Definitely back in the future, and from the looks of it he was in some sterilized lab or something. Ryou was sitting on a bed off to his side, looking like he had just woken up himself. After observing the other two in the room, the thief sat up and gaped at them. One was large with a very odd looking – and he had seen a lot of different styles in his lifetimes – haircut and the other was large, blue and... furry!
Seeing the furry one stiffen at his look, he realized he was staring and closed his mouth, dropping his gaze to examine the room. Shiny, he declared, the room was very white and very shiny.
"How are you feeling?" The furry one inquired, no longer as tense as before.
Bakura frowned and assessed himself. He shrugged. "Feel normal."
"You're not normal." The white haired teen off to his side whispered. "I'm not normal."
Bakura shot him an askance look. "I think I may be saner though." Ryou scowled and stuck his tongue out at him. Bakura rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the others. "I'm not going to ask where I am, but where am I?"
The big un-furry guy snorted. "Xavier's Institute for Gifted Students."
Bakura nodded slowly. "Gifted by how?"
The furry one hesitated and the un-furry one answered him again. "Mutants, kid, this place is for mutants."
Bakura turned to give Ryou a once over and nodded. "Okay. Can I stay here? I dunno if I'm a mutant or not, but I'm not leave him here alone."
Ryou glared at him. "I would not let you."
Bakura nodded. "I know."
Ryou's look softened until it was blank again. "You are mine. My darkness in the night and day."
Bakura knew the voice was in his head, so he was able to mask it easily. It didn't mean he knew what the hell Ryou was talking about though.
"You got a name, kid?" The un-furry one asked.
"Bakura." The thief answered easily.
"No last name?" The furry one asked.
Bakura and Ryou scowled in unison. "It is my last name," Bakura stated darkly, "I don't have a first name, nor do I want one."
The furry one looked taken aback while the un-furry one's lips twitched. "I... I see."
'So Ryou, they have names?'
"I am Lunar. The furry one is Dr. Hank McCoy and the un-furry one is Logan."
'No last name?'
"He does not remember it."
'Like the Pharaoh.'
"Like the Pharaoh."
'Who's more in charge?'
"Logan's more likely to respond and no one really dares to disagree with him."
Bakura nodded and locked eyes with the un-furry one. "So, Logan, am I allowed to stay?"
Logan's eyes rose, but to his credit he only grunted. "You can room with Lunar 'til Chuck says otherwise."
Bakura raised an eyebrow at Ryou. Lunar smiled softly.
"Professor Charles Xavier, telepath and wheelchair bound."
Sliding off the bed Bakura held out a hand for Lunar, which the other white haired teen took and got off his own bed. Lunar began to head out, pulling him between and past the two large mutants.
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As Ryou led him through the deserted hallways, Bakura noticed that Ryou seemed to flicker in his vision, but whenever he focused on him, nothing happened. He chalked it up to the moonlight. It wasn't like being crazy or a mutant gave him powers, right?
Lunar stopped in front of a plain door and smiled at Bakura. "This is where I sleep. You will sleep here too."
Bakura nodded slowly and Lunar opened the door, leading the way in. There was already another bed in the room and Bakura noticed that the room itself was rather bare. Kind of similar to the bare state of the house Ryou lived in when in Japan.
The quiet teen pulled out a pair of pajama bottoms and tossed them to Bakura who caught them easily and held them out in front of him. They would fit him. Lunar also pulled out another set – this time with a top – and began to put them on, uncaring that Bakura was seeing him undress in the process.
Bakura frowned at that and switched into the pants Lunar had given him. It seemed that Ryou remembered that every time Bakura was in possession of the body when going to bed, he never slept with a shirt on. It was an odd thing to remember.
After Lunar had crawled into his bed and Bakura lay on his own, Bakura felt a tickling sensation in the back of his head and he pulled back into his soul room. Heading out the door he was only slightly surprised to see the corridor and the door that led to Ryou's room.
He headed over, wearing only the pants that Lunar had given him and the red-dyed coat he had worn in his days as a thief. Ryou's soul room was identical to the room he occupied back in Japan, only this one had pictures on the walls. Ryou himself sat upright at the head of his bed. Bakura sat down cross legged at the other end.
"I'm not crazy." Ryou stated easily. Bakura raised an eyebrow at him. Ryou gave him an amused smile. "I'm only a bit unstable."
"Right."
"It's my mutation that does that, or that's what I'm claiming. They know nothing of me or you. Only that I've claimed you as mine." He sighed. "The professor will want to talk to you and how you know me and about me, stuff like that, along with schooling."
Bakura scowled. "I never did the school thing before, I'm not-"
"You're living in a school. If you want to stay, you'll go to classes." Ryou seemed to tense slightly. "It's expected that you'll be behind. I and the other teachers will help you catch up. Ms. Grey likes me." He paused. "Well, most of the time she does, except when she's forgotten I'm there."
"Forgets you're there?"
Ryou shrugged. He looked Bakura over thoroughly. "I am Lunar, you are Eclipse." He nodded. "You are a mutant as well."
Startled at the change in attitude Bakura frowned. "Ryou?"
"I am Lunar, don't call me Ryou except when I am."
Bakura scowled and got up to leave the room. Lunar called out "goodnight" as he closed the door. As he returned to his own soul room, he realized he actually knew what Lunar meant with his odd phrases.
Ryou was Lunar, Bakura was Eclipse. Together they were Ryou Bakura, Lunar Eclipse.
Drifting off into sleep, he whispered one word to the still room and Lunar smiled.
"Night."
NOTE! This is a repost from the account of TheOtherDerangedLie. We are the same people. The story has changed a tiny bit from the other posting of it. Rewriting it more will come after I'm done the story. Thank you.