Bandageshipping (Yami no Bakura x Ryou x Shizuka)

One, Happy Halloween, everyone!

Two - interestingly enough, this one isn't named because all three of them have worn bandages at some point:

"Bandageshipping is so named because if the three of them were involved in a relationship, due to the violent nature of Dark Bakura, it would be likely that Ryo Bakura and Shizuka Kawai would have to bandage each other."

Flaws of the shipping: Well, at least it's got a sensible name this time (see: Bananashipping). I guess it's unfortunate then, that just about everything else with this pairing makes very little sense. I mean, we're talking about a ship with:
(a) One of the most psychopathic, downright evil characters in all of Yu–Gi–Oh history,
(b) His gentle host, who cannot seem to stay conscious during a Yami Bakura possession moment, and both fears and dislikes the spirit, and
(c) A girl who neither Yami Bakura nor Ryo know particularly well, and is also the secondary protagonist's sister.

Yeah…

I don't have very much to say about this one. It could work as a really angst heavy situation – Shizuka's in love with Ryo, so Yami Bakura attacks her for getting too close. But then again, Shizuka's rather shy, so it's unlikely that she'd advance on Ryo like that. Ryo is not quite as shy as Shizuka, but he's still very much non–confident, and doesn't like getting close to people at all. Yami Bakura is VERY unlikely to fall in love with either of them – remember that he considers Ryo a pawn, and has expressed intense dislike towards just about everyone in the series.

Warnings: Quite serious - it's a Halloween-y sort of fic.
Time Period: In between Duelist Kingdom and DDM.
Names:

Ryou Bakura = Ryou
Yami Bakura = Bakura (sometimes Yami Bakura)
Shizuka Kawaii/Serenity Wheeler = Shizuka
Yami Yugi/Yami = Yami Yugi
Seto Kaiba = Kaiba
Ryuuji Otogi/Duke Devlin = Otogi
Katsuuya Jonouchi/Joey Wheeler = Jounouchi
Hiroto Honda/Tristan Taylor = Honda
Anzu Mazaki/Tea Gardener = Anzu

Note:
"I'm Ryou Bakura!"
"I'm Yami Bakura, having taken over the body of my host!"
And here I am again, communicating with my host through the Ring!
"Just like I did in the manga, I (Ryou) usually mutter to myself to talk back to Yami Bakura…"

"Let me get this straight – you're going to the ball? With HER?"
My mouth speaks the words without my command to do so, and I clap one hand over my mouth to prevent it from saying anything else. Inside my head, the spirit laughs, then continues:
You can't do that! I hate her stupid brother!
"D–don't insult my fri–"
Why shouldn't I, Ryou – or is that R–R–Ryou?
My temper flares. "She asked me!"
Only to please her brother!
"I'm going!"
The spikes of the Millennium Ring stab into my chest, trying to reopen the old scars it game me last year. Not if I have anything to do with it!

On and on the argument went – it was always exactly the same thing, every time. Things got to the point where I felt like we'd both been trapped in an endless loop of ball–related arguments – but time didn't wait for either of us. It passed, and soon the big day came, the day when I stood, fidgeting in front of the mirror…

You just had to choose the white suit, didn't you?
"It goes with my hair", I muttered, attempting to brush it to a reasonable degree of flatness.
Yami Bakura snorted with disgust. You look like a pansy.
"Still better than that vampire costume you wanted me to wear!", I shot back.
That had TASTE, at least. It was stylish.
"For the last time, I want to look normal tonight!"
But… Why white? Why did it have to be white?
"W–why not?"
It… isn't very suitable. Crimson would have been better. I blinked in surprise, and Bakura sniggered. After all, crimson would have hidden the blood.
"B–blood?!"
One word: Shizuka.
"N–no…" I made a snap decision: I was not, under any circumstances, going to the ball tonight.
Oh? No… I've changed my mind. Bakura's smile was savage – I could just imagine him licking his chops. A second later, I felt him rise inside me – and began to lick my chops. "We're going tonight. And it's going to be FUN."
I could feel the Ring growing hot against my chest, and the spikes stabbing into my chest like red–hot needles, again and again, until I keeled over in pain. "Auugh…"
"Oh, what fun Shizuka and I are going to have! And you're going to watch all of it..."Bakura laughed, his presence now working its way into my limbs, my own face twisting into something sinister as I watched, unable to fight back. He smiled at my – no, his – reflection, and adjusted his bow tie ever so slightly.
"This is going to be the horror of a lifetime… My treat, of course."

*******
Yami Yugi groaned as he looked at the remains of what should have been the experience of a lifetime - he'd never had to Mind Crush so many people in one day. First, Kaiba had drunk a spiked drink, decided that he was a dragon, and attempted to jump out of the two-storey building's window. Yami Yugi had Mind Crushed him, of course - but then Honda had nearly throttled Ryo, then Otogi had nearly throttled Ryo, then Ryo had turned out to be Yami Bakura and had destroyed the building, snatched Shizuka, and run away. Yami Yugi had then had to pacify Jonouchi, in order to stop the blonde from punching him in the head, and then he'd had to hunt down and Mind Crush Yami Bakura, and then Mind Crush Shizuka to stop her from screaming... And then Kaiba had woken up, and still thinking he was a dragon, he had burned the building to the ground. Yami Yugi's possible date with Anzu had been completely, utterly, ruined.

One thought lingered in the boy's mind, as he returned home, to the tune of fire engines wailing in the distance. It was a rather un-pharaoh like thought, the sort of thing that a little kid might come out with:
That Ring spirit... is a total jerk.