I believe I have some weird connection thingie to Alyssa she and I were up pretty late… (She later than me because of Justin) I finally passed out around like 6:30….stupid insomnia! Oh well….
CASTESHIPPING FOREVER (HA that was random wasn't it?)
Oh and I'm putting Stuck with You on hold, I have NO idea when I'm going to return to it, I will finish it one of these years, I don't want people asking me "when are you going to update" and I don't update for years, though I must be too focused on Casteshipping right now, Bakura is my main squeeze y'all, as you know…:D such as sexy creature *squeal*
Another thing before we get started…Change of Heart, anyone want the story? PM me for it, just give me credit, I can't write Puppyshipping to save my life! I LOVE that pairing but I SUCK ass at it! Apparently, I'm okay with Deathshipping though, I mean In the Palm of Your Hand got pretty good reviews, that's going to be coming back VERY soon I can't wait to write it again. I miss that story so much! I hope I can make it even better this next go round! DEATHSHIPPING FOREVER :D
Now, then, ignore my crazy blah and read the chapter :D wheeeeeeeeee
DISCLAIMER:
I do not under any circumstances, own Yu-gi-oh. If I did, then Bakura would have been saved just like the rest of the villains. And there would be a lot of Darkshipping.
I own: The OC Characters, the plot, the Realm of Light, the title Queen Crazy, my Bakura plushie, my Bakura poster and of course myself.
Warning: This story is Darkshipping/Casteshipping so if you have some type of problem with the pairing of Bakura and Atem then you obviously need to hit the back button because I love that pairing. So I'm writing this story. This is a Yaoi story as well and there will be eventually a lemon. If you don't like that either then I suggests you just leave this page.
I hope y'all enjoy the new and fabulous version of this story.
ENJOY :D
Chapter Thirty-five: The Insight
[Bakura's POV]:
I had gone into the Forest Region to get away, I needed time alone, and it wasn't that I didn't want to spend time with Atem, because I did. I just needed to sort things out. It was strange being here, all of my life I never thought I'd be able to even meet Ma 'at, much less pass her judgment and go into the Afterlife.
But here I was, and I loved it. It was incredible; everything was here, things that I had never seen before, like the forest. So many trees, I wish I was born in the forest instead of the desert, and then maybe it wouldn't have been so bad. The heat of the day and the cold of the night, I couldn't imagine living in cold places like some places the United States had. At least in Egypt we knew it was going to be hot. The people over there, I bet they can't even put up winter and summer clothes. Sucks to be them!
Here, I didn't have to worry about temperature or pain, not psychical pain anyways. I still felt guilty about what happened to my family, and to add to the fuel: what I did to Atem and the people he loved. I had no right to blame him. I am seven years older than him. How could he possibly be the reason for home being destroyed? He would have been just born a few months prior to the massacre.
I thought going to the Forest Region would provide me a way to escape, I had begun to tell Atem about my past, but I couldn't continue. I don't know why. Should I be able to tell him everything? Shouldn't I be able to trust him? I loved him, didn't I? He said that he loved me, yet when I asked why….he wouldn't give me a reason.
Atem found me, I knew he would. Why even get upset over it, when he wanted something, he got it, he would fight to the death or….in this case existence, just to do what he felt was right. He was he loved me, but did he? I knew that we had started to form some type of an understanding of one another. I was interested to know him, unlike everyone else I had been with. Akila had come fairly close, though.
Atem told me that I needed to talk to his mother. But why would I do that? Didn't Asenath hate me for keeping her son away from her? She had died giving birth to him, although I barely knew my mother, I did know her, she was always there for me, she raised me until she was killed.
"I will" I said Atem was still in my lap, my arms were wrapped around him.
He smiled, reaching out to caress my face. "She'll help Bakura, I promise she will"
"Hmm" I said taking his hand away "I doubt it"
"Bakura" Atem said he moved off of me, and we both stood up. "Just give it a try, okay?"
"I said I would" I sighed
Atem and I walked into the Desert Region where Mother was reading a book.
"Hey sweetheart" Mother said putting her book down, she stood up, giving me a hug. "How are you?"
"I'm here" I said 'Where is Asenath?" I asked.
"She's in the Ocean Region" Mother replied giving me a look.
"Thanks Mother" I said turning to go into the Ocean Region.
When I entered the region, I noticed that Atem wasn't following me. That was strange; I guess he wanted me to openly talk to his mother without feeling pressured. I was thankful for that, but I wasn't sure what I was supposed to say to her. She seemed like a fairly nice woman, but looks can be deceiving, I had to be on guard.
I took a seat on the bench in the Lake Part, I had no idea where Asenath was and I wasn't about to search this place looking for her. I had all the time in the world; I didn't have to talk to her right this second. Maybe sitting here for a moment would calm my nerves about talking to her. Why was I so nervous to talk to her anyways? She was Atem's mother; it wasn't like she was going to kill me or something.
I sighed looking out at the water, it sparkled, as the ducks swam, quacking happily, dipping their heads down, filling their beaks with water. The ducklings following their mother, it felt nice to finally be here in the Afterlife. I didn't have to worry about Zorc or my family's well-being. They were here. Atem was right all along. I can't believe I called him a liar. I feel terrible.
"Sweetheart, what are you doing over here all by yourself?" someone said. I looked up. Asenath stood beside the bench, looking at me.
"I" I began she took a seat beside of me.
"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked
I didn't say anything.
"I don't hate you" she said.
My eyes widened "you don't?" I asked
She gave me a look. "Darling, why would I hate you, you're my son's soul mate, you're like the son I never had. I love you"
I blinked. I couldn't believe what I was hearing! Asenath loved me? She saw me as her son? I would never have thought I'd hear that coming out of Atem's mother…but then again she was a lot different than mine. My mother was overbearing and overprotective. I knew she loved me but I was an adult. I wish she realized I wasn't a little boy anymore. I felt sorry for Atem; he had the worst end of the stick. I just got lucky with his mother.
"Why?" I asked
"Sweetheart, love shouldn't be questioned. Do you ever question your mother's love for you?" she said.
"All the time" I replied. It was true. I did. I didn't understand how anyone could love me. It didn't make any sense. I wasn't special; I didn't do anything heroic or amazing to save the world. Atem did, he should be the one to get praised.
"I know that you've been through a lot of things, I'm not sure everything, but if you need someone to talk to I'm here for you" she said "And I won't go back and tell Atem, what you tell me stays between you and me, okay?"
I nodded. I wanted to trust her, but could I? I had trusted far too many people, and they turned me away, stabbed me in the back once the realized who I was and what they could get out of me. Zorc, being one of those people…too bad for him it backfired.
"Do you know why Atem loves me?" I asked.
"No" she replied "But neither does he"
"How can you not know why you love someone?" I asked "Yet you know why you hate someone?"
"Because hate is an evil emotion, hate is learned, it's planned, you are not born hating, and you are born to love. Hathor gives us all the ability to love someone, when we are born; we automatically love those who care for us, who provide for us. As we grow older, we learn to love our friends, we play with them, get in trouble with them. Then, when we find our soul mates, our love really shines" she explained.
I never thought of it that way before. I guess it did make sense….but didn't everything have a reason behind it? Surely there must be a reason that Atem loved me. He used to hate me; you can't just go from hating someone to loving them. It didn't make any sense.
"I just don't understand how Atem could love me" I said.
"He loves you because you're you" Asenath said. "He was born to love you; he doesn't understand why he does. He just does"
"But I've hurt him so much. I kept him from you, how could you possibly be so nice to me?" I asked
"I don't care what happened in the past. It's over and done with, what's important is that you and Atem are both here, and you finally realize that you were made for each other" she said
"Atem said that you told him that he was in love with me, how did you know that, if you knew nothing about me?" I asked.
She smiled "A mother just knows"
I laughed. "I suppose you're right"
"Of course I am" she said "I know all"
"Haha very funny" I said rolling my eyes.
She just laughed.
"You're a wonderful person, Bakura, I know you'll make my son happy" she said
"He deserves better" I said looking away.
"You need to stop putting yourself down so much, sweetheart. Atem loves you, he doesn't want anyone else"
"It's just so hard to take in" I said
"I know, but give it time" she said
"I'll try" I said looking back at her.
"You're too hard on yourself" she said
"I don't try to be" I said "It's just…."
"Would you like to talk about it?" she said "Maybe I can help"
I wanted to talk to her about how I was feeling, but I couldn't. I've always bottled my emotions up, no one was there for me; I had to rely on myself to get somewhere. When I was ten years old I started to hurt myself, just to feel something, I was so numb, I would cut myself just to feel alive, and the pain was my escape from reality.
But it wasn't enough, years went by I was on robotic time, I got up, ate, trained, stole, went to the Nile, bathed and cut, that's all I did. Nothing changed, and I didn't want it to change. I wanted to die, that's why I tried to take my life when I was thirteen. I was so angry that I couldn't, so I ran away, hoping to seek answers. I was tired of Zorc's constant harassing me, making fun of me, abusing me. I hated him so much; I never understood how he could be so cruel to me.
Living on the streets, I learned a lot, now that I look back; it wasn't Zorc who made me stronger it was the people who were there for me during my darkest hour, like Kisara, Akila, and that old man. They helped me so much, Kisara especially, I needed to find her and thank her.
When I started to have sex, I stopped cutting myself, I would go off at night, sometimes I would be gone for days, Zorc would punish me, but I didn't care, I would still go off, people threw themselves at me, especially after I made it out alive from Pharaoh Abubakar's tomb. Everyone lined up at my feet, begging for me.
I was used to getting what I wanted, I stole from tombs, everyone desired me, I was on top of the world during that time; I had two beautiful women that would go to the end of the earth and back just to make me happy. I used them, I used everyone, yet they used me as well. That's how things were, when you live on the streets. Atem, he would never understand that.
When I first met Atem I didn't realize how gorgeous he would be. I wanted him so bad it hurt the way he talked back to me, the way he protected his royal court, everything about him was perfect. It angered me because I was supposed to hate him, not want him in bed with me. I would dream about him every night, dream of being with him and dream of killing him; it was a murdering love story that twisted so beautifully in my mind, striking me in the heart.
Asenath said that we were born to love, was it true? Were we really born to love, did we really learn to hate? I couldn't hate Atem anymore, it wasn't his fault what happened to me, and it was Zorc's. The being that I trusted, the being that raised me and trained me, I thought he was helping me, but in reality all he was doing was using me.
"I think I fell in love with Atem when I first met him" I said
Asenath blinked, then smiled at me
"I didn't realize it at the time though" I continued "I used to have dreams about him, erotic dreams, I would dream about killing him too" she gave me a look but I didn't stop "I hated myself for liking him that way. I wasn't used to that, I never liked anyone, and I just had sex with them. I wanted him so bad, I wasn't sure why though. Zorc found out that I desired him, he was furious at first, he punished me, and then he had this brilliant idea that I should rape him"
Asenath's eyes widened.
"I told him I couldn't do that, that's when he raped me" I said looking away.
"How did he…" she started to say but I cut her off.
"You don't want to know and I really don't want to talk about it" I said
I shuddered inwardly; I was starting to think about that night, that was the worst night of my life next to my people dying of course.
"Bakura are you okay?" Asenath asked
"I think so" I said
"I think I know what your problem is" she said
"What?" I asked
"You're afraid to love" she said
She was right. I am afraid to love, it had been forbidden from me for so long; I was raised to believe that hate and pain made you stronger. I was raised to believe that love and happiness would only get in your way. Zorc taught me that if I was to fall in love with someone then I wouldn't be able to save my family because I would be too busy worrying about my lover instead of my family.
Now I know he was lying, love didn't make you weak, it made you stronger. That's why Atem was able to win against Zorc and me, that's why Horakhty was able to lock Zorc away, that's why Atem was able to save me and that's why Horakhty was ultimately able to destroy Zorc, because of love.
When Zorc found out that I desired Atem, he was furious, he locked me up in the sanctuary for weeks, taunting me, he would show me images of Kul Elna, giving me nightmares all over again. I felt so weak and pathetic, I hated Zorc, yet I respected him at the time. I thought he was trying to show me something better, to make me stronger, but in reality he was trying to make me weaker.
He was intimated by Atem, that's why he was so angry when he found out about me liking him; he knew we were soul mates. Now that I think about it, Zorc started sailing in on the whole "love is evil, it's stops you from your goal and ultimate power" type talk. It was because he was threatened by Atem.
Atem had the power of the Gods in his hand, he was the chosen Pharaoh, he was able to call upon Horakhty to swallow the darkness, but Horakhty gave Zorc another chance, but he abused it. He abused his powers as the Dark God, hurting people, trying to destroy the world. He used my pain to satisfy his own needs and wants, he used me, I didn't realize it at the time, but now I do.
Zorc didn't want me to fall in love, because he knew that Atem was my soul mate, he knew that if we were to fall in love with each other then everything would be over for him. I was the son of Horakhty, Atem was the chosen Pharaoh, the son of Ra, two of the top Gods, and did Zorc know that I was his sister's son? Didn't that make Zorc my uncle?
I shuddered. I didn't want to think of such a horrific thought. I would stick to my human family that made more sense, I still had a hard time believing that I was even here; I didn't need to dwell on things that didn't matter. I was no different than anyone else, I wasn't better than anyone else. I thought I was when I was growing up, but I realize now, that I'm not.
"I don't want to be" I whispered
"You don't have to be" she said taking my hand in hers.
I didn't? But what if Atem dumped me? What if he didn't really love me? What if he was using me? What if I was using him? What if I went back to trying to end him again? Was Zorc truly gone? Was he out of me for good? I had connected myself to him….how could I know for sure that he was?
"I don't know how to" I said
"I know you don't, sweetheart, but Atem can show you" she said. "You deserve so much more than what you think you do, Atem loves you so much, he came to me, and he was so heartbroken the other day"
My eyes widened. "What did he say?" I asked.
"He was telling me about how you asked me why he loves you and that you ran off somewhere; he blames himself for your unhappiness here. He believes it's his fault that you're not happy. He told me that he's willing to let you go, just to see you smile, he loves you so much, darling, he really does"
"I know…." I said trailing off. "I'm going to kill him if he says it's his fault that I'm unhappy"
Asenath laughed "Atem tends to blame himself; you and he are so much alike"
She was right. We were alike, we were like the gate of the Shadow Realm and Realm of Light, I was the dark half and he was the light half, we intertwined so beautifully together, we were what each other needed. I never realized that, the whole time I had known him, I realized that I didn't know him. I only saw him as someone that I could blame for my unhappiness and my pain.
The very person that could make me happy was the same one that I was trying to destroy all of those years. It hurt to think about, I was cruel back then, and I killed his guards, without a care in the world. I stole from his ancestor's tombs, I threatened the safety of his people, and I made him give up his life when he was seventeen years old. He didn't even get to make it to eighteen that must be awful; being stuck in a seventeen year old's body.
And Atem loves me because….
He was everything that I needed and everything I wanted, yet I felt as though I couldn't have him. Why? Zorc was gone, everyone approved of us, besides my mother and I knew that she would eventually come to accept Atem as my lover, but I still felt that I couldn't love him. I wanted to, and I did love him, I loved being around him, being near him. Yet, I couldn't see myself being loved by him. He deserved so much more.
When Atem and I first made love, it was amazing, I never felt such love out of one person, I never felt so complete, it was as if his body was made for mine, we molded together so beautifully, like a piece of artwork, crafted by the Gods themselves, he was the fire to my ice, he sparked passion in me, passion that had been dormant for so long. He opened up my eyes to the truth, he unlocked my heart.
Every touch, every kiss, it sent jolts throughout my body, into my heart, I wanted him, I needed him, that's why I asked him to take me, because I trusted him, I wasn't sure why I did at the time, the desire to want to be touched, to want to be held, to want to be loved, it all came crashing down on me and the moment Atem made love to me, I drowned.
I was alive, I was starting to feel things I've never felt before, I wanted him to stay with me, I wanted him to leave, I was confused and angry, yet the confusion wore off whenever we looked into each other's eyes, it was as if he had the power to erase my fears, he completed me, without even trying, he stole my heart.
When Atem asked me how I really felt about him, that's when I resurfaced, I choked, frozen in place, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think, the words he uttered, the were poison, the burned through my veins and stabbed me straight in the heart. I was on thin wire, high above the water, I was falling, falling so deep, yet the shadows caught me in their web, just in time, and I ran.
I ran from him, I ran from happiness, I ran from love, I ran from myself. I entered the Shadow Realm and received punishment, I met back up with Mariku, who at the time desired me so greatly it was unhealthy; did he still desire me? How was he doing anyways? For some reason, I actually missed him…strange.
In the Shadow Realm, I tried to get back on track, but I couldn't, I couldn't bring myself to do what Zorc wanted me to do, I was close to being the Dark Master, I thought I was going to rule by his side, I thought I was going to be his son, ruling the world together. I was angry that Mariku had joined the club, but I knew I would have to deal with it.
When Atem found me in the Shadow Realm, he flipped everything Zorc said, using it against me. I thought that he was trying to trick me, but he wasn't, no, he was trying to show me the truth; he was trying to provide me an escape. He was trying to unlock me.
Zorc had separated us, using his powers to allow Mariku to take me elsewhere while Zorc "handled" Atem, I wasn't sure what had happened, all I knew was that I woke up in serve pain, and Atem was locked in a cage above lava, I was so scared, I had never been so terrified in my life, the pain in my chest, it hurt so bad, I thought I was still alive and I was dying a slow painful death, it was as if my soul was on fire, poison running through my veins, swords chopping my insides as rabid beast feasted upon my damaged heart. His eyes, they were glassy and glossy, glazed over with fatigue and pain that caused the pain to erupt more inside of me.
The Dark God told me to kill him, but I couldn't, I wasn't sure why at the time, I was supposed to hate him, but I didn't. He gave me another alternative: rape someone. I couldn't bring myself to do that either, but I felt as though I had to do one of them, I wanted Zorc's approval, I knew that he was furious with me, and I knew that I had done wrong. The darkness and the light fought within me, until I couldn't take the pain anymore, I collapsed.
Atem said I was out for a while, I woke up in a large glass cage hanging above filthy water, a strange creature swimming underneath me, Diabound set me free, catching me in her arms just in time before I was swallowed by the creature of Zorc. I was shocked that Atem was there, he didn't need to put himself in danger, yet he was and the fact that Mariku was on Atem's side, instead of Zorc's….I still didn't understand everything that happened during the time I was out, but maybe it was best not to know.
The confusion, the pain, the suffering, the happenings, the events that conspired, the way Atem touched me, the way he kissed me, the way he held me. Zorc's words, Horakhty's words, everything piled inside of me, my container overflowing, ready to spill at any given moment. I was drowning in flames, they burnt so badly, erupting inside of me, I shattered like fine glass, cutting too deep, falling too hard, I landed on broken glass, shattering myself.
That's when I had my breakdown. I felt so weak, I wanted to die, I didn't want to exist anymore, the pain, it was too much. I didn't care about getting stronger. I just wanted it all to end. I ran off, searching for the Realm of Light, I wanted to get back in it, I knew that I could find answers in there, I didn't understand why I was having such a hard time in the Shadow Realm, it was supposed to help me, it was supposed to mask my desires for Atem, if anything it did the complete opposite.
Zorc had asked me if I never went into the Realm of Light and Atem kissed me, would I let him take me. At the time, I didn't think I would, but now I realize, I would have, it wasn't the Realm of Light that caused me to fall for him, it wasn't the fact that he saved me from the darkness that made me fall for him, it wasn't the fact that he was the only one to ever believe in me, to love me.
It was because we were soul mates.
I fell in love with him, the moment I saw him, I wanted him, more than I have ever wanted anyone, all my past flings and such, they were thrown out, I couldn't even look at Kisara and Akila like that anymore, Atem was all I wanted he was all that I needed. I was so upset that I felt that way about him, I tried so hard to mask the feelings up, and I succeeded for the most part.
When I took over Ryou's body playing at RPG with Yugi and his friends, Atem took over, he didn't recognize me at all, I thought for sure whenever he saw me, it would be the end of me. He hated me, but it wasn't a real hate, it was just because I was threatening his friends, it had nothing to do with the past. It hurt that he didn't recognize me, he called me "evil spirit of the Ring" I hated being called that! That's why I called him Pharaoh, to piss him off.
"I hope that you can be set free from this, Bakura" Asenath said suddenly cutting me out of my thoughts.
"Hmm" I said
"You're intelligent, beautiful, you're kind, and your father has told me so much about you" she said.
My father and Asenath talked? How did she react at first? Why would Father have told her anything about me?
"Your father told me that you were in love with my son, I was shocked, because I could sense it coming from Atem. I was surprised it came from him though, instead of your mother, but then again your mother, she was in bad shape at the time"
"What went on?" I asked.
"When you and Atem didn't come into the Afterlife years and years after you should have died, well we became worried. I thought about going to the Gods to ask what was going on, but I thought better of it, I figured something might have happened and that Atem needed to be in the world still, I wasn't sure what exactly, but I knew that my son was the chosen Pharaoh, handpicked by the Gods themselves. Aky, and your parents and I had a meeting to discuss how we would figure out where you were. I suggested that we just let the Gods handle it, I told them there was a reason that you and Atem weren't here yet. Nalori was furious, she threatened me. To say I wasn't scared would be a lie, your mother can be scary, Bakura"
"I know" I said "I'm sorry that she did that"
"There's no need to apologize, she was worried about you, not that I wasn't worried about Atem, because I was but everyone is different, she handles things differently than I do" she said with a smile.
"I guess you're right" I said
"Your father agreed with me, he knew something was going on, he knew that you had done something terrible, what we weren't sure of but during that time we couldn't freely walk in and out of the regions like we can now" she said.
My eyes widened. What did she mean? The Gods put a lock on the Afterlife, because of me? Why?
"I…"
"I know what you're going to say, it is not your fault, darling" she said "I promise you it's not"
"I was the one who tried to destroy everything" I muttered.
"I know, but that wasn't you who was doing that" she said "Zorc used you, you were in pain, when you're in pain and someone, even if they're evil, appears to help you, you'll believe what they say, you'll listen to them, because you feel like you owe them"
She was right, at the time I felt like I owed Zorc my life, my heart and soul. We made an agreement and I had failed him, yet he failed me as well. I was glad it was finally over, I was glad that I finally realized that Zorc was nothing but a fraud.
"Your mother was furious with your father, she accused him of not loving Bakura, they didn't speak for years, I had talks with your father, he knew how close you and your mother were, he tried to help her, but being stubborn, she wouldn't let him. One day, she went to the Gods and everything changed" Asenath continued.
"What happened?" I asked.
"She came back and tried to kill us, well, more so than we already were. Your father and sister had to stop her, she was furious, the look in her eyes, she said that my son had locked you away. I knew why she wanted me gone then. I tried and tried to apologize to her but she would have none of it, that's when she shut herself off from everyone, she went into the Desert Region, no one dared get in her way, she would snap at everyone. We tried to calm her down, we tried to talk to her, but she wouldn't listen. Aky caught her crying one day"
Oh Mother….why? Why did you do that? I knew that she loved me, but to cut off everyone like that? She didn't have to do that, she needed someone; she and I made the same mistake, whenever someone tried to help us, and we always turned them away.
"Your father and I became close, we talked for hours and hours, I enjoyed his company; he's very intelligent; we helped each other through those years of being without you and Atem. It didn't take me long to figure out why you and Atem weren't in the Afterlife. It wasn't just because you had raised Zorc up and Atem locked his spirit, your spirit and Zorc's away, it wasn't because you tried to destroy the world by Zorc's influence. It wasn't because you tried to save your family and that's why you made the agreement, it wasn't because Atem had to save the world. It was because you had to save each other" she said.
I blinked. The things that Asenath said, she was so much like my father, when he talked he really talked, he was a man of few words, it was amazing, how he could say three words and they meant more than when someone said two-hundred words. Everything that Father and Asenath said really got you thinking, no matter what, their words would change your opinions about things. They would open you up, expose you, they made you look inside of yourself.
"You're just like your mother" she said "Both of you are so beautiful, I never seen someone so beautiful in my life, I'm highly jealous"
"Oh please" I said "You shouldn't be calling me beautiful, your son is the gorgeous one and I can see why now, you're gorgeous"
She blushed. I laughed.
"You and your mother are so closed off, you're blunt with what you want, but you don't know how to express your emotions." She said.
She did have a point, when I wanted something, I wasn't ashamed to ask. I had been in the market place one day in a small town, getting ready to steal some food when I saw this gorgeous boy, I wanted him, and I got him. I told him what I desired, he was a little shocked at first but then he realized that I was playing around, needless to say I had fun that night.
"I think I know what you need" she said standing up.
"What?" I asked.
"Come with me" she said
I followed Asenath to the Ice Region, she took me back to a cave, she clapped her hands together, the room lit up. I gasped. There were paintings everywhere, piled on a table, paints, brushes, pastels, everything you could imagine. Things I had never seen before. I walked further into the room, picking up a painting. It was a painting of a woman holding a baby.
"Your mother painted that" Asenath said. I turned to face her.
"She was always a good painter" I said putting the painting down.
"Here" she said giving me a large blank piece of paper. I took it, staring at her.
"I know that you can paint too" she said "Art helps you, it allows you to express yourself when words can't, I've made some ice sculptures here myself, I'm not too good at painting though, my drawing is terrible" she laughed
"I'm sure that you're good" I assured her.
She smiled "Let's get started shall we?" she said. We both took a seat at the large table.
"Do you know what you're going to paint?" she asked taking the brush and dipping it into some red.
"I have no idea" I said staring that the paper.
"Paint whatever you want to, no one can tell you want to feel, so no one can tell you want to paint" she said
That' was true. Mother said that art was a way of expressing yourself; it was a way to make the world know who you were without telling the secrets of the pain that you endured or the happiness that you were exposed to. Yet it told everything.
I picked up the brush, dipping it into colors, spreading the colors amongst the paper, the colors dancing, as I mixed them together, creating a masterpiece of beauty. Asenath and I were too engrossed in our work to notice anyone else in the room.
"I didn't know you were left-handed Bakura" I heard Atem say. I jumped. Atem laughed.
"Umm…yeah" I said turning to look at him.
"Wow, I learn something new every day don't I?" he chuckled. I turned back to my painting, Atem stood beside of me.
"I didn't know you painted either" he said.
"Well, there's probably a lot that you don't know about me" I said looking up at him.
"I know" he said
"But there's a lot you don't know about me either" I told him.
"Yes, like the fact that I'm gay" he chuckled.
I gave him a look "How can you be gay if Yugi is your descendant?"
"I was only with one woman the whole time I was alive" he replied.
Asenath laughed "I always knew my son had a thing for boys"
Atem blushed, I laughed.
"I guess you and Mariku have something in common than" I said "I'm bi though, I happened to like women a lot"
"I like women too but not like that" Atem laughed
I rolled my eyes "Well, don't worry your pretty little head, Pharaoh, I promise not to cheat on you"
"I know you won't Bakura" he said
Atem took a seat in the other chair. "I think I'm going to paint too"
"Atem you can't paint, I've seen your drawings, and your father gave me some when he entered the Afterlife"
I burst into a fit of laughter.
"Mother" Atem said giving his mother a look.
"I'm just telling you the truth" Asenath said stroking the paper with her brush.
"Oh like you're any better" Atem said "Look at your painting"
Asenath laughed "I know I can't but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy pretending, right? You know I'm only teasing you sweetheart"
"Yes I know" Atem said.
He turned back to me, watching me paint.
"We need to get lessons from Bakura" Atem said still watching me.
"My mother is the one that taught me to paint" I said
Atem looked at me like I had gone mad.
"It's true" I said looking up from my painting.
"That's hard to believe" he said
"And it was hard for you to believe that you were in love with Bakura but you are, aren't you?" Asenath said putting down her brush. She had painted a rose.
"Your paintings are getting better, Mother" Atem said "Though they could still use work"
"Well, at least I have something recognizable, you on the other hand have some kind of a tree eating monster thing" she said
Atem narrowed his eyes "It's supposed to be a tree and that's Bakura" he said pointing to the "monster"
"I do not look like that" I said in mock horror.
"I sure hope not" Asenath said "Otherwise you wouldn't go anywhere near my son"
"Well, I'm so sorry for not having such amazing artistic abilities as the mighty ones at this table do" Atem huffed crossed his arms over his chest and looking away.
"Atem, we don't mean it" I said.
Atem still didn't say anything. I sighed.
"He'll get over it, darling" Asenath said seeing my concern over Atem's attitude.
I nodded, returning to my painting.
Atem looked over and gasped. I didn't pay attention, too focused on my painting, he had moved closer to me, watching me.
"That's so beautiful, Bakura" Atem said
"Thank you" I said
"What are you painting anyways?" Atem asked.
"You mostly" I said. "And some other things"
"Ah" he said.
"Don't worry, Asenath, I didn't make Atem look like a tree monster" I said looking at Atem then at his mother. Atem gave me a look.
"Well, I sure hope not, he's couldn't be a tree monster anyways, maybe a water monster or something" she said
"I am not a water monster" Atem cried.
"You're my water monster" I said putting my brush down. I pulled Atem into my lap, wrapping my arms around him. "My beautiful, water monster"
Atem blushed. "Why am I a water monster?" he asked
"Hmm…I don't know" I said "Why am I a tree monster?"
"I didn't mean to make you one" he cried
"I know" I said kissing him, he kissed me back. "But it's so funny to see you worked up like this"
"Well, you're the only one who can" he said
I smiled.
Me: I think I should stop there for tonight before I write another twenty-four pages of this chapter. I actually enjoyed writing this chappie, it was really good. :D Now then, who wants to see what Bakura painted? I know I do! I can't wait to describe it, it's so beautiful. Oh and I know that Bakura isn't left-handed but he is in my stories because I am LEFT HANDED POWER! Did y'all know there's left-handed day? I didn't know that I can't remember when it is, though, but there's such a day! WHEEE
I hope y'all enjoyed!