Sorry, I wanted to get this up sooner. But you guys all know how school piles on homework and the hard shit right when you need free time, right?
Complete darkness.
That was all the boy saw as he slowly looked around.
"Where am I?" he whispered, growing more frightened at each passing second. Not because he was afraid of the dark; he had found it rather comforting ever since he was a small child.
I'm… dead? Is that it? His body felt absolutely nothing. No pain or even numbness. It was more like he had become a part of the darkness. He glanced down at the hand he thought was outstretched, straining his eyes for any signs of physical presence.
Just as his eyes were beginning to adjust to his black surroundings, there was a sudden ray of light that appeared several feet away from him. Intrigued, the silver-haired boy started running towards it. Until a sudden voice stopped him in his tracks.
Wait.
Startled, he turned around. "Who… are you?"
Do you want to die?
There was a brief yet unsettling silence. "…What?"
Would you, Ryou Bakura, rather die? Or keep on living?
Somehow, this was a difficult question. True, there had been times where he had just wanted to end it all, but did he really want to go through with something like that? Plus, there was always-
"Marik." The word barely escaped his lips as a whisper. His memories of what had happened were fuzzy and he had no idea where he was or what was happening, but he remembered. Marik… he was a good person, wasn't he? He cared about him and helped him out when he needed it, right?
He was a person that Ryou couldn't bring himself to hurt, no matter what.
"N-no." Dissatisfied with his own weak response, he tried again. "No."
No… what? The voice hissed back.
"No. I don't want to die." This was said in a much more firm tone than before,
Ryou could almost hear the smirk in the voice's next words.
Then don't. For starters, stay away from the pretty light. But are you sure you're okay with it? Abandoning the light to live in the darkness? Before he could respond, Ryou felt a sudden and strange disconnection with the voice. After that, several things happened in an instant that Ryou couldn't keep track of. As his body seemed to solidify, one thought dominated his mind.
Who was that voice, and why did it sound so familiar?
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Ryou's chocolate brown eyes shot open. For those first few moments, he was completely numb. His body felt like a giant ball of lead, unable to move.
The first thing he noticed was that the room he was in was completely unfamiliar. But judging by the various IVs and monitors surrounding the clean, crisp bed he was laying in, he was probably in a hospital somewhere; although he couldn't quite remember why.
The first sign that proved that yes, he did still have control over his body, came when his hand gave an instinctive squeeze to the one that was grasping his. Ryou turned his head ever so slightly to find the source of the hand and saw, eyes closed and shoulders moving up and down to the steady rhythm of sleep, Marik.
Ryou wanted so badly to wake him up, show him that he was alright, but at the same time had do desire to interrupt his slumber. Instead, he simply laid there, wondering what in the world had just happened to him.
I was going to die. That much I know. So who was that voice, and what was his motivation for trying to save me? He mentally shrugged his shoulders and relaxed a bit as he watched his reason for living sleep.
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Seira-g: Sorry for the shortness of the chapter! First there was writer's block, then I had an idea, then I scrapped that and came up with this today.
Ryou: Wait, so I'm alive?
Seira-g: Yes, Ryou. You're alive.
Ryou: Yessss! Everyone, review!
Seira-g: Remember, he said it, not me! Although I'll say it now, eh?