Kuraki-chan: Oh. My. Ra. I'm so sorry that I haven't updated! But we took this last minute trip this weekend and I brought my friend Lauren and we went to the beach yesterday and Lauren slept over here and now I've returned to you guys! :D
I'd also absolutely love to thank Riv for her amazing reviews that always make my day; if you haven't checked out her amazing stuff, Imma have to hunt you down and—
Shadow: Bitch! I thought that was my job!
Kuraki: Okay, fine. Shadow will hunt you down and do Ra knows what to you.
Shadow: Good. And for the record, I'm almost afraid of what you plan to torture me with now. You're a horrible person, you know that?
Kuraki: *grins* Oh I know. But don't worry, this chapter's only a flashback.
Shadow: WHY? I already went through it once! Why twice?
Kuraki: Because our lovely readers haven't been flies on your wall all your life. Duhh.
Shadow: How the hell is this even crucial to the damn story?
Kuraki: Just…shut up! Onto the story! :D
1o: It Seems Like Just Yesterday…
Shadow Blackwater's POV.
Two years ago: October 7th.
I watched as Lizzy talked with her other friends before class began. I saw one girl glance at me, then lean closer to Lizzy and say something. That was the first day I ever saw Lizzy outraged and yell.
"Shadow Blackwater is my best friend because she is absolutely nothing like you stuck-up prisses!" She yelled at the group of girls. She huffed, and sat back down next to me.
"Now I see why you avoid people. I'm sorry about them, Shadow," she whispered to me.
I nodded in response. She knew that was my way of saying it was okay.
After English class, Lizzy and I parted ways as she went to Geometry and I went to History. History always bored me for some reason; I already knew most of whatever we talked about. It's really no fun. Then again, it is school.
As I walked alone, I put my iPod on 'October' by Evanescence and moved half of my long black hair over my right shoulder. It was half-way down my back now. Lizzy keeps telling me she's going to braid it one time when we watch Yu-Gi-Oh. Well, when she's not staring at Joey Wheeler of course. If it was in me, I'd actually laugh at that.
"I still don't get why Liza would be friends with anything like you," Amanda Harrison and her stupid little group stopped me. "She don't look very well around you and your emoness."
I raised an eyebrow and stared at them for a moment, readying for my onslaught of witty comebacks. I don't speak much, but when I do, it's unbelievable the shit I say. "I do believe you mean to say 'She doesn't look very good around you' and as for my 'emoness', that isn't a word. So obviously you're failing English. You're also obviously dim if you refer to her as 'Liza' because her name is Lizzy and she goes by such or Liz. If you're trying to gang up on me with your little Bitch Pack, than you must be pretty desperate because I've seen stray cats more terrifying than you five. So from what I'm seeing, you're already three steps behind in this game."
Amanda's jaw dropped and her bitch face came on. She stepped forward and attempted to hit me. I caught her hand and crushed it, probably breaking all of her fingers in the process, then slammed her to the cold and tiled floor.
"In case you moron's haven't gotten your faces out of your fake Prada bags, I'm a fighter. I could easily break all of your hideous fucking faces right now." I said monotone.
I think me knowing their precious Prada bags were fakes caught them a little off guard.
"We…we'll tell on you!" Kylie Lovett squeaked.
I shrugged. "For the record, you sound like a kindergartener. And second, go right ahead; it still won't stop me. So I get suspended, what else is new? It's just a few days without your irritating bullshit."
"You can make them pay with far worse, Shadow." I heard in my thoughts. Had I had Lizzy's mind-set, I would have sworn I heard Bakura's voice. But that was all just a cartoon.
A dark aura washed over me and I felt cold all over. The words that came out of my mouth, didn't even sound like me. "Don't cry like a bitch when you feel the pain," by now I was merely watching as I seemed to be possessed by something. I held my palm out to the little Bitch Pack, and don't remember anything from there.
I awoke around four in the afternoon that day at Lizzy's house, which I had called home from three years now. Lizzy was sitting by my bed and tackled me when my eyes opened.
"Thank Ra you're alright!" Did I mention she's a bit more hooked on Yu-Gi-Oh than me?
"What happened?" I asked her.
"Mrs. Robertson found you, Amanda, Kylie, Caitlyn, Bethany, and Sarah all unconscious in the back hallway. You were the only one whose vital signs responded to the doctors' tests. The others are still at the hospital in the strangest comatose state ever!"
"That does sound pretty strange," I stood and walked into our bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror.
"You know what it reminds me of? Whenever somebody was sent to the Shadow Realm. You remember, Shadow!"
I nodded slowly. It did fit together, but it was physically impossible.
"Nothing is ever impossible, Kira."
Who are you and why do I hear you?
"You will know soon, my dear. Just do me a favour and never mention me."
Because people would believe me anyways?
The voice laughed. "Correct, my dear. And another thing, your hair has always looked beautiful long."
That gave Shadow an idea.
"Earth to Shadow! Are you hearing what's coming out of my—what are you doing with the scissors?"
"Revamping myself." After that, I always kept my hair shoulder-length. Lizzy hated it at first, then she laughed and said, "Now we're even more like opposites!"
Ever since that day, those five girls still lay in a mysterious coma. No doctor could ever diagnose it, and I still wondered what really happened after I blacked out.
The next morning I woke up with a horrible stomach ache. Lizzy went to school, her parents went to work, and I stayed home.
As I looked in the bathroom mirror, I noticed there was blood on the grey t-shirt I was wearing. I took it off, and saw five little puncture marks on my stomach.
I'm definitely switching to decaf coffee from now on, I thought, and Lizzy needs to lay off the Yu-Gi-Oh.
Had I been any other girl, I would have screamed bloody murder. But I just sighed and grabbed the peroxide and cotton balls.
If I tell Liz about this, I thought as I cleaned my mysterious wounds, she'll go all fanfic on my ass and say that it matches the needles on the Millennium Ring and how she's read about Bakura doing some whatever like this in whatever bullshit she reads.
I did not need any of that after "The Shadow Realm Incident" as Lizzy now called it. Sure she was my best friend, but I do not need her ranting about things that do not exist and how my life now matches it.
It was all just a coincidence.
After I was cleaned, I sighed and lay in bed watching season five of Yu-Gi-Oh. Yeah, because that's totally the smart thing to do right now; but whatever, it's something to do. I seriously considered therapy when I swore I heard laughter in my thoughts that was far from mine as I selected and episode to watch.
Things are seriously fucked up lately.
Kuraki-chan: Well, that's all I can do for today. I still have to finish writing chapter eleven too so it looks like I know what my insomniatic self will be doing tonight! :D Here's a preview from—
Shadow: YOU ARE A BITCH.
Kuraki: Uhhh…?
Shadow: You make me relive that bullshit, now the ancient spirit of Ki—
Kuraki: *covers Shadow's mouth* You guys heard NOTHING, okay? :D Here's chapter eleven's preview!
CHAPTER PREVIEW;;
11: This Is Our Sweet Blasphemy.
"Kiriki?" Bakura asked as the young girl sat up.
She looked at him with arctic blue eyes. "Yes, my love," she smiled.
Bakura sweeped her up in his arms and kissed her. Tora sighed and muttered, "The darkness will not have full control over my daughter's spirit for long," then vanished.
"This, I do believe, is yours." Kiriki said as she took off the Millennium Ring and placed it around Bakura's neck.
Bakura grinned down at her, his eyes gleaming. "It is almost time, my love. Soon, our fallen will have their vengeance."
Kiriki nodded in agreement.