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It's short, but I've had a lot on my mind.
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Chapter 3 Flaming premonitions
Bakura POV
Hannah must be so tired now, spending a whole week awake, than this....
And it's all my fault...
If I hadn't...
She wouldn't be in such a sorry state...
I ran my fingers over her cheek...
Her skin was so soft...
Since that first little meeting so long ago, I had known she was special to me...
How good she had been to me...
"Miss Jones...." I sighed,
How long I had waited, just for us to be this close as friends....
And maybe I'd never be able to tell her how I really feel...
I stroked through her hair, listening to the faint bleep of the life support machine that wasn't needed anymore...
It was knotted here and there, but these imperfections made her perfect...
I took her glasses off her face, and put the on the bedside table.
Her glasses were lovely cat-eye shaped, with blue metal frames...
I pulled her closer to me,
This was all my fault...
She was just trying to be her kind self saying it wasn't...
I had been involved with that murder...
I had broken the law...
Tears slowly dripped down my cheeks...
I sobbed, and cried into her hair...
We had shared each others lows for the past years,
We had shared each others troubles
We had shared each others hopes, and dreams...
My darkest secrets, she knew them all.
As I knew hers...
So now, we were to share our final moments together.
I bit my lip...
I was the reason we would die together...
Were we meant to die so soon?
Or was this all part of something greater?
I felt a tear lip from my eyes, slowly down my cheek into her hair...
"Mummy... I don't.... I don't want to die... no..." she whispered...
Miss Jones....
Normal POV
I slowly looked upon the ghostly figure of my mother, with her shoulder length brown hair, and brown eyes.
She wore the same clothes she had worn on that day...
That day so many years...
She wore a lovely green dress, with a ribbon tying it tight around her waist...
I suppressed my memories that hadn't resurfaced since my orphan years...
"Possum, dearest little possum, beware of Marik, what he plans is so much darker than what it seems...." she whispered, as she floated in front of me...
"Mom...what can I do? Ryo and I, we're going to die.... die....." tears streamed down my cheeks, "Mummy...I don't.... I don't want to die... no..."
"Oh, possum, don't cry... the Gods are with you...." my mother than let out a blood curdling shriek, and burst into flames, the flames taking shape of Marik, except... he had different hair, and a golden eye imprinted on his forehead...he was also in a black cloak....
He laughed like a madman...
Than he too burst into flames, which changed into two figures,
One, my Father, his stern cold green eyes glaring down at me, he had brown hair, and wore a green polo shirt and jeans...
Just like the last day...
The second figure, was of Danny, my little brother....
He had black hair and piercing green eyes... he wore his blue t-shirt and shorts...
Tears came to my eyes...
"Danny!" I ran to him, to hug him...
As I was going to touch him....
I went right through...
My eyes widened...
As I fell to the black floor...
"Pip, you gotta watch out for the nasty man..." he said in his little six year old voice...
"Hannah..... be warned, if you don't make the right decisions, you and Ryo will die..." my father glared down at me... "And if you die, I will NEVER forgive you!"
Even in death my father was scary....
Than they, as all the others, burst into flames...
Leaving me alone in the dark recesses of my mind...
"I'm alone... just as before..." I shuddered, and sat down, curling myself up into a ball...
And fell asleep...
Bakura held me in his tight embrace, his skin, was darker, he smelt like the Sahara...
"Oh, Iris..." he whispered, kissing through my hair, which was dusty blonde, not the golden hair I normally have...
This scene was totally new to me, and yet it was as if it had happened before...
We were hiding a passage, hidden by some sort of wall hanging...
"If I die, please, just remember I'll love you till the end of time..."
"But..."
"No, don't say a word.... for if you do...." his smooth fingertips stroking my cheek... "I'll never be able to forgive myself for leaving you here to find someone who will be with you for at least a life time..."
"But... I won't be able to find someone whom I love as much as you...." I felt tears drip down my cheeks...
This all seemed so familiar...
But I just didn't understand...
"Iris....I'm sorry, but if they find us together, they will kill you...." he whispered, "Please, be safe..."
"Oh, Bakura....." I cried, and he pushed me off him, and out through the hanging, so I was in a stone corridor.... and I heard him run down the passage-way...
I awoke suddenly, in a cold sweat, Ryo was stroking my hair absently, he jumped when my eyes suddenly opened...
"Miss Jones!" he gasped,
"Oh Ryo... I had the strangest dream..." I moaned, holding my head....
It felt like it was pounding...
"You were in it... but.... you were, just a little different. You smelt like the Sahara, and... Your skin was darker..."
"Really?" he smiled, "That must have been quite some dream..."
"It felt like... I don't know, but it was like a memory I'd forgotten or something... but I just don't, seem to remember... and.... you called me Iris..."
His blue eyes widened, just slightly,
"Really, how intriguing...."
"Ryo, how did you get involved in that murder? It doesn't seem like you..." I sighed, taking his hand in mine,
"Miss Jones.... I'm sorry, but.... I don't want our time together, alive, to be shortened any more than it already has been..." he whispered,
"Ryo...." I felt sad...
It was so hard to believe we may only have a day together...
Maybe even less...
I felt another pang of sadness within my heart,
What if I didn't tell him how I felt before I died?
"Miss Jones..." her looked like he was fighting himself, I could see it in his eyes, confusion....
Maybe he wanted to tell me...
No...
Probably not...
"Miss Jones... I...." he stopped and sighed....
"Bakura... what is it?" I asked smiling, hoping with all my heart he was going to say what I thought he was...
"It....it's nothing..."
I sighed,
"Ryo, in all these years, I know, I've never regretted that meeting with you..." I smiled, he blushed,
"You....you really are too good to have the sort of luck you have had, Miss Jones..."
"Bakura, it has nothing to do with luck, fate has thrown stuff at me, and I move on, getting stronger from each passing trial. We both get through each passing trial, just like we always have..."
"But....what if theirs a trial neither of us can pass?" he whispered,
"Bakura, we'll pass them together..." I smiled, and gently squeezed his hand, "I promise, we'll get through this, even if I have to break the law, I'll make sure that we get through this..."
'Even if it means, going back where I belong....'
"Miss Jones...."Bakura started to cry, "I'm so glad that you saved me all those years ago..."
"Oh Bakura...." I held him close, and let him cry on my shoulder...
'You have no idea of how hard it will be for me to save you....' I thought,
'You have no idea....'
