Woodleaf was fun and disturbing. So is this.
All new: Haunted chapter 11, with more sense included!
The dust settled,
. . . . . And there was a dead silence.
Bakura glanced down at the fallen figure,
. . . . . And rolled his eyes.
"Get up you ninny."
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The corpse's fingers twitched,
. . . . . And slowly rubbed clouded eyes.
"I'm…"
. . . . . "Alive," Bakura growled,
"Yes, I know, now get up!"
. . . . . Ryou rose on unsteady legs,
Taking a precarious stand.
. . . . . A Frankenstein
Resurrected.
--
It sank into a reassuringly firmbed,
. . . . . Disbelieveing eyes never torn from shaking hands.
"I'm supposed to be dead!"
. . . . . Bakura snorted,
"From what?"
--
"The blast I fired
. . . . . Never came in contact.
After passing over your shoulder,
. . . . . I sent it back to the Shadow Realm."
"But… the voices…"
. . . . . Ryou stammered,
Glancing feverishly around for their presence.
. . . . . "Left and you,
Being the man that you are,
. . . . . Fainted."
--
A deep and grateful sigh escaped from his lips.
. . . . . The sigh of an old man who had seen too much of the world
Before straightening his slouch on the bed.
--
. . . . . But no calming inhale followed it,
(Surely, after something this simple….)
. . . . . His heart skipped a beat
"They…. "
. . . . . He ventured, shadow lined eyes downcast,
"They're coming back…
. . . . . Aren't they?"
He gave an involuntary shudder
. . . . . The concerns of the mentally befrazzled
--
Bakura stiffened,
. . . . . And nodded
Not trusting his voice
. . . . . To mask the uncertainty
The plaguing anxiety
. . . . . Of all that future promised to bring
The paranoia was contagious
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"And…"
. . . . . Ryou fidgeted nervously
Smoothing loosestrands of hair
. . . . . Bright eyes refusing to meet Bakura's.
"Back there…
. . . . . Before I collapsed…
Did you really mean all of that?"
--
Bakura smirked
. . . . . And ruffled Ryou's hair
"What do you think?"