Disclaimer: Nope, I'm still not Kazuki Takahashi... Therefore, Yu-Gi-Oh isn't mine.
That night,
Thunder crackled, and lighting sparked through the sky over Domino city.
"I hate thunderstorms!" Ryou said to himself as he layed in bed huddled up with a bunch of blankets.
A loud spark of lighting struck, and Ryou's entire bedroom lit up with a beaming white light.
"Ah!" Ryou exclaimed, startled by the bright light. "It's just lightning.. it won't hurt you.." Ryou assured himself.
Just then, a loud clap of thunder roared, causing Ryou to jump and fall off of his bed.
"I cannot sleep during a thunderstorm by myself!" Ryou said to himself standing up and walking out of his room with his long pale green blanket dragging behind.
Ryou had arrived at the door of his guest room, which Marik was staying in.
"I can't believe I'm here...I don't even like going to Bakura for comfort, and Marik is worse! But, there's no way I'm going back to my room!" Ryou thought to himself.
So, Ryou finally decided, his fear of thunderstorms was greater than his fear/annoyance of the deranged Egyptian yami.
Ryou slowly creaked open the door to the guest room, and gently crept inside, trying not to hit or trip on anything as he moved through the pitch black darkness of the night. Another bolt of lighting struck, and Ryou tensed up.
"Marik?" Ryou whispered finally reaching the matress successfully without knocking into anything.
Marik, who hadn't been asleep yet, answered, "Oh Ryou, what brings you here? Wait, don't tell me. You sneaking into my room at midnight.. that can only mean one thing! But, unfortunately, I don't have any lube with me...but, it's okay, I'll just use my spit!"
"Ew! Marik, no! That's not it at all!" Ryou shouted flustered. "I just... don't like thunderstorms... so I was wondering if I could sleep with you... but not in that way!"
"Really? You're afraid of thunderstorms?" Marik asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yes.." Ryou answered meekly.
"Come sit." Marik patted a spot on the matress.
Ryou slowly felt for the bed in the pitch black darkness not wanting to sit on something important.
Marik noticed Ryou struggling and decided to lend him a hand by grabbing his pale arm and yanking him forward with one swift quick motion.
"Ack!" Ryou yelped, as he was now laying across the bed in an akward postition.
"..Uh, thanks I think.." Ryou said as he sat up straight.
"So, you think I can give you some kind of comfort or something?" Marik asked scooting closer to Ryou.
"I- I don't know.. I just didn't want to be alone during a thunderstorm." Ryou admitted.
A sly grin spread across Marik's bronze face within the darkness. "I'm afraid of them too.."
Ryou looked almost shocked. "You are?"
"Yes." Marik lied. "I'm afraid of them for only one reason."
"Why are you afraid of them?" Ryou asked curiously.
Marik smirked, "Of course you know the legend of the phantom who comes out only during stormy nights.. such as this one."
".....no." Ryou said clenching on to his blanket.
"You don't? But, it's a very good story.. it's good enough to make even me fear thunderstorms." Marik said still smirking.
"....what is it?" Ryou asked hesitantly.
"Oh, I don't think you'd want to hear it.. after all, you're just a scared chibi hikari." Marik teased trying to get him to beg.
"I am not!" Ryou fought back. "I want to hear the story, tell me!"
"I won't tell you the whole story, but I will tell you this.." Marik began. "They say, that on a stormy night.. such as this one... to always keep your guard up. You cannot show your fear for thunderstorms, for there is a phantom who feeds on fear and soars about looking for souls to drag down to the depths of hell."
Marik lowered his voice into a dark tone. "There are three things you should first be aware of. First, you know the phantom is coming for you if you are restless, and can't get to sleep..."
"Oh no! I can't get to sleep... but it's because of the thunderstorm.. so it doesn't count, right?" Ryou thought to himself frantically.
"Second, If you're palms are sweaty....."
Ryou felt his palms and they were starting to get slightly clammy. He gulped.
"And lastly you know the phantom has come to sacrifice your life if you can feel his wet fingers warm with fresh blood from the previously murdered on your face pulling at the depths of your very soul!" Marik leaned over to Ryou and licked his face slowly.
After feeling the hot wet touch, Ryou let out a shrill scream. "Please Phantom! Don't take my soul!"
Marik broke out into a bustle of laughter.
Ryou was now completely underneath the covers hiding. "....What's so funny...?"
Marik finally stopped laughing and gained composure. "You! You're so gullible. You're much more fun to mess with than Malik! I think this trade should be permanent!"
Ryou took the covers off of his head. "....wait, you mean you told me all that... just to scare me for your own entertainment?!"
"Yes." Marik smirked.
"Ugh!" Ryou grunted angrily. "That's it! I can't take anymore of you!"
"So, you still want to sleep with me Ryou?" Marik purred.
"No! And I'm calling Malik tomorrow!" Ryou shot back seizing his blanket and stomping torwards the door furiously. He reached for the doorknob, until a loud pang of thunder boomed throughout his apartment.
***
"Good night Ryou." Marik smirked rolling over.
Ryou eyebrow twiched, still annoyed with him as he scooted as far away from the psycotic yami as possible. "Yeah, good night Marik."
The thunder and lightning sparked and crackled outside of Malik's home.
"Hey, there's a thunderstorm." Bakura stated looking out the window. "Wouldn't it be great if all the power went out, and it was just me.. and you... in the darkness?"
Malik shuddered at the thought. "No."
"Why not?" Bakura asked. "You're not afraid of the dark are you?"
"Of course not..." Malik lied.
"Right.. that must be why you sleep with your light on.." Bakura teased.
Malik started to get slightly embarrassed. "Shut up! Look, I just hate the dark."
"Well for your sake, lets hope the thunderstorm doesn't cause the electricity to go out." Bakura said with a malicious grin.
"Y-yeah.." Malik stuttered. "Maybe I should get a flashlight just in case.."
Just as Malik was about to make his way to the closet to get a flashlight, all the luminous lights of the Ishtar home went out, and Malik was left standing in complete darkness.
"....Bakura?" Malik looked around in the pitch black dark.
There was no answer, just silence.
"Bakura, I know you're there..." Malik said with a bit of uncertainty in his tone. He crept slowly around the furniture trying not to trip anything.
"I need to get a flashlight!" Marik thought to himself as he tried his best to be calm and manuver his way through the furniture to get to the closet, without using his sight.
Just as he was slowly walking through the living room, he heard footsteps in the distance. His heart began racing wildly. "Bakura? Is that you?"
Again, there was no answer.
Then, Malik heard the footsteps closing in on him. He squeezed his eyes tight. "I've got to get out of here!" He took off running without warning in a random direction, not caring where he was going until, his spaztic behavior caused him to smack his face into a very large stone vase; the same vase he stubbed his toe on a while back.
"Damn it! I hate this vase!" Malik mumbled to himself. He rubbed his nose, which he believed was bleeding and maybe even broken, and he was sure he had bruised his top lip.
The distant footsteps got louder.
Malik scrambled to his feet with his guard up, he didn't want to try to run around in the darkness again so, he stood still. He trembled a little, in still in great fear of what might be lurking in the shadows.
Suddenly, the footsteps stopped.
Malik looked around frantically, his heart beat was inreasing rapidly. "Who is there?"
The footsteps then drew in closer to Malik.
"Please, don't hurt me! I have a psycotic yami living with me! Hurt him instead!" Malik pleaded with whatever was near him lurking in the darkness.
Just moments later, something grabbed Malik's ankle from behind.
Malik let out a high pitched scream as he fell to the ground on his back, with a thud.
"What--- what do you want from me?!" Malik questioned, his face damp with prespiration.
Malik felt his ankle being released as the creature in the darkness now held down his arms and hovered over him.
"Please, ...don't hurt me." Malik begged shutting his eyes.
Then, the creature got very close to Malik's face. The very next thing he heard was a bustle of maniacal laughter, it wasn't just any laughter.. it was laughter he's heard many times before. The creature closed in extremely close to his nose, allowing him to faintly smell the very familiar sweet citrus vanilla aroma of Ryou's apartment.
"Bakura?" Malik asked regaining confidence in his voice.
The next thing Malik felt was warm saliva caressing his upper lip which had blood on it from his previously blood-dripping nose.
Now, Malik had no doubt in his mind that it was indeed Bakura. "Bakura, I know it's you. Get off of me!"
All of a sudden, the weight that was holding down Malik's body had freed him, allowing him to stand up.
Then, all the lights on the house flashed on again. Malik sighed in relief.
Bakura just smirked as he stood by the main power breaker.
"Bakura! What the hell! You almost gave me a heartattack!" Malik shouted at the psycotic yami who was walking torwards him. "Did you turn off the lights too?!"
Bakura gave a devilish grin. "Why yes, I did. I love seeing you squirm, it's so much fun!"
"You mean to tell me you scared the hell out of me, knowing I was afraid of the dark, just for your own amusement?" Malik asked outraged.
"Pretty much." Bakura grinned. "And it was as fun as I imagined."
"Ugh!" Malik stormed off. "You're terrible! I can't take it anymore! I'm going to talk to Ryou tomorrow."
"Giving up Malik?" Bakura asked trailing after him.
"No!" Malik shouted sounding slightly like a 5 year old who didn't get his way. He closed himself into his sister's vacant room, since his door was demolished.
Suddenly, a crackle of bright lightning surged through the sky, and all of the lights in the house burned out.
As if on cue, Malik opened the door he previously closed himself in. He slowly peeked his head out and bit his bottom lip as he meekly asked, "...Bakura... will you sleep in here tonight?"
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