Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. If I did, in Season 4, Yami's flashback of losing Yugi wouldn't be shown sooo many times (you have to admit they show it a ridiculous amount of times :\).
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After what seemed like an eternity to Bakura, the plane finally landed. As the group got off the plane, they were met by a lady wearing a purple tye dye dress.
"Aloha, welcome to Hawaii! My name is Kiki and I will be your guide today." She waited for them to finish responding before she continued. "There are many beautiful and interesting locations in Maui, but unfortunately I only have time to show you a few of them. The rest is up to you to discover for yourselves."
The teens exchanged enthusiastic looks with each other. Bakura stared the tour guide with a bored expression on his face.
"As soon as this mini tour is over," she went on, "I will take you to your resort and then you will be free to do as you wish. Any questions?"
Ugh, this lady sounds like Ishizu, Bakura thought.
When Kiki got no reply, she said, "Well then, let's get started!"
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The tour lasted about an hour and a half. Kiki showed them most of the island, and Bakura had to admit it was a pretty nice place. There were a lot of things that he had never seen before. But that didn't make him any happier to be there. After the tour, they were each given a key to their respective rooms and a tourist pamphlet containing nearby locations and upcoming events. While Ryou and his friends hung out in the lobby a little longer and talked about the island, Bakura threw his pamphlet away and went straight to his room. Once he had closed the door, he let out a sigh. "Finally," he said out loud. He was finally alone. The plane ride had been almost unbearable. The brats were so... Happy all the time. It was sickening. He observed his hotel room. A king sized bed was sitting in the middle with a flat screen TV hanging on the wall in front of it. Off to the side there was a bathroom. Bakura winced; it was much too bright for him. White bed sheets, white walls, and white curtains that were opened all the way, letting in as much light as possible. Closing the curtains helped a bit, but it still wasn't as dark as he was used to. He plopped down on the bed and closed his eyes. He had forgotten to take his Five Hour Energy, so before he knew it his eyes were closing and he was falling asleep...
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"You can't escape me Bakura," he whispered.
Bakura ignored him and kept running. The sand looked like it stretched on for miles. He had nowhere to hide. All he could do was keep running.
"You can run, but you'll never escape. Never."
Suddenly, he felt himself being picked up. He was brought up to face two glowing red eyes. "Let me go now," Bakura growled.
The being smiled, sending shivers down Bakura's spine. "As you wish," he replied.
Suddenly, Bakura was falling. He saw the ground rushing toward him and closed his eyes, preparing for the impact. Nothing could have prepared him for the pain he felt when he hit the desert floor. He landed on his arm, which snapped immediately. Then he bounced about two feet in the air before landing on his back, knocking the breath out of him. The pain was excruciating. His arm was throbbing and his head felt like it was going to explode.
The dark being laughed and picked Bakura up again. "Had enough?"
He was practically biting his lip off to keep from screaming in pain. That's what he wants. He wants to see me suffer. But I'm not going to give him the satisfaction of— At this point, the being started to squeeze him. A scream of absolute torment slipped through Bakura's lips. The pressure on his arm was too much. It felt as if every bone in his body was screaming out in protest. Just kill me, please, just...
"Bakura?"
His eyes flew open. He was back in the hotel room. He heard three soft knocks on his door.
"Bakura?" It was Ryou.
"What?" he replied, trying desperately to regain his composure.
"Can I come in?"
"I don't care." He sat up and halfheartedly glared at the door. His dream had really disoriented him.
After a couple of seconds, Ryou gently opened the door and poked his head inside, followed by the rest of his body. "So, are you enjoying yourself so far?"
Bakura turned his head away and didn't respond. He heard Ryou come and sit at the edge of his bed.
"Well there's a luau at the beach tonight and I was wondering if you—"
"No," Bakura cut him off.
"But—"
"No."
"But you don't even know what it is yet! How can you say no and you don't even—"
"I don't care what it is," he said with a glare, "Forcing me to go on this trip in the first place was bad enough, and now you want me to go to some stupid event? No way in hell."
"But Bakura..."
"No."
"Please, 'Kura? It would mean a lot to me," Ryou pleaded.
"No, now leave me alone."
Ryou sighed. "Okay then. Well, that's where we'll be tonight if you change your mind."
Bakura didn't respond.
"Well, I'll see you later then." Ryou was opening the door, when he turned around and said, "Can I ask you something?"
Bakura turned his head slightly, a cue to go on.
"Do you hate me?" he asked quietly.
Bakura expected a 'yes' to come out automatically, but it didn't. Something in his chest wouldn't let him say yes, because deep down inside he knew it wasn't true. He sighed and answered, "No."
Ryou couldn't hold back a smile. "Okay," he said, "See ya." And then he was gone.
A couple hours later, Bakura was lying down with his iPod ear buds in his ear. Listening to music usually helped him get his mind off of things. But even the loud screech of guitar solos couldn't stop Ryou's words from echoing in his head. 'Please, 'Kura? It would mean a lot to me...' He looked at the wall clock. It was 7:55, five minutes until the luau started. He got up and looked out his window. The brats were all standing on the other side of the street waiting to leave, minus Ryou. His room was between Marik's and Ryou's, and he could hear his hikari talking on the phone on the other side of the wall.
"I know, I'm sorry I'll be down in just a minute. I can't seem to find my camera... Yes, I checked... No, I had it in my hand when I got off the plane..."
Again, Ryou's words ran their course. 'Please, 'Kura?' He sighed and looked back out the window. He could see the beach in the distance. 'It would mean a lot to me...' "Ugh..." he groaned, yanking his ear buds out of his ears. He grabbed his black trench coat and left the room.
Ooooh a luau. I wonder what will happen there :o Oh wait, I already know because I'm the author x) Mwahaha xD So anyway, now we know Bakura's terrible dream. And I'm in the mood to give out more delicious treats ^_^ Who can guess who the being in Bakura's dream is? And since this will turn out to be a pretty important detail of the story, I am giving away my favorite dessert: an imaginary slice of cheesecake :o This should be pretty easy if you've seen Season 5. First person to guess wins ^_^ REVIEW! And thanks for the amazing reviews I've received already :D
