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Chapter 6
"And don't try any funny stuff!"
A tall man roughly threw Ryou into a murky, damp cellar.
"Good evening to you too." Ryou sighed.
"I'm a failure. None of my plans work!" Bakura slammed his fist down on the cement floor. Small rocks and dust lines seemed to make a map on the bitter floor. "No matter how I rephrase it, Yami said it's impossible. It seems that way too."
"Why?" Bakura's jerked his head up at the diminutive noise.
"Who dare interrupt in the middle of my plan?" He gave a deadly look to the person in front of him.
Ryou backed up a few paces. This might not have been the perfect time to expect a welcome.
"Hi." Ryou said this softly, so Bakura wouldn't .well, I wouldn't know how to phrase it. He was already shaken from being thrown against a wall.
"Ryou," Bakura stuttered. "Ryou, I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what, Bakura?" Ryou took a step closer and sat down on the only chair in the room. It wasn't a welcome, but it suited him just fine.
(song voice) "Can't you feel you're warmin' up? Yeah, I'm your, weather man!" Kaiba burst through Bakura's cell door.
Bakura eyes went wide. One leg on the chair, Ryou was sitting on, collapsed. It was a rather rusty old thing. Ryou's head hit the wall behind him as the chair skittered across the floor toward Kaiba. Bakura continued to look at Kaiba with wide eyes, as Ryou lay helplessly against the wall. A small line of blood seeped down his neck.
"What the hell do you want?" Bakura yelled at Kaiba. Ryou still lay motionless on the floor.
"Just stopped by for a visit, can't I do that?" Kaiba rolled his eyes at the dismal figure lying in the corner.
"Doesn't suit your character," Bakura could hardly keep himself from laughing.
Kaiba grunted to himself as he strutted out of the hall. Ryou sat up and wiped the blood off with his sleeve.
"You just need the high heel shoes to enter the Miss America pageant!"
Bakura knew instantly he had crossed a line. Kaiba picked up a small rock and thrust it at Bakura. Ryou moved his hand to stop the rock from hitting either of them. Unfortunately, the rock's force hit Ryou's hand and slammed it against the wall. Ryou whimpered in pain. He tried to move his fingers.
"Pathetic." Kaiba turned around and continued walking away. A sudden 'object' hit the back of Kaiba's head. It was long, metal and made a 'clang' noise when it hit something. Hard.
"Pathetic." Bakura stood over an unconscious Kaiba.
*in Kaiba's meeting room*
"Mr. Kaiba, sir, you're behind schedule," One of Kaiba's employees (let's call him Bob) noticed, or dared to say, that Kaiba was running late.
"The meeting began at 3 o'clock. It is now 4:45." Kaiba turned to the nearest employee, (how's Joe for an alias?) next to his chair at the long table.
"Doesn't Yami Yugi have the power to send anything to the shadow realm?" He asked sarcastically.
"And don't I have him under my control?"
Joe took a short nod; actually, it wasn't much of a nod. As so much a jerk of the head. The color in Bob's face faded.
"Well then, let's move on." Kaiba said with his plastic smile. He was straining himself from yelling at anyone who dared to mess with him, especially today.
Bakura will pay.
*to be continued*
Well? How was that? It's fairly long. I liked it. Of course, I wrote it. But anyway, what did you think? I'm all ears! Review! .please.
Chapter 6
"And don't try any funny stuff!"
A tall man roughly threw Ryou into a murky, damp cellar.
"Good evening to you too." Ryou sighed.
"I'm a failure. None of my plans work!" Bakura slammed his fist down on the cement floor. Small rocks and dust lines seemed to make a map on the bitter floor. "No matter how I rephrase it, Yami said it's impossible. It seems that way too."
"Why?" Bakura's jerked his head up at the diminutive noise.
"Who dare interrupt in the middle of my plan?" He gave a deadly look to the person in front of him.
Ryou backed up a few paces. This might not have been the perfect time to expect a welcome.
"Hi." Ryou said this softly, so Bakura wouldn't .well, I wouldn't know how to phrase it. He was already shaken from being thrown against a wall.
"Ryou," Bakura stuttered. "Ryou, I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what, Bakura?" Ryou took a step closer and sat down on the only chair in the room. It wasn't a welcome, but it suited him just fine.
(song voice) "Can't you feel you're warmin' up? Yeah, I'm your, weather man!" Kaiba burst through Bakura's cell door.
Bakura eyes went wide. One leg on the chair, Ryou was sitting on, collapsed. It was a rather rusty old thing. Ryou's head hit the wall behind him as the chair skittered across the floor toward Kaiba. Bakura continued to look at Kaiba with wide eyes, as Ryou lay helplessly against the wall. A small line of blood seeped down his neck.
"What the hell do you want?" Bakura yelled at Kaiba. Ryou still lay motionless on the floor.
"Just stopped by for a visit, can't I do that?" Kaiba rolled his eyes at the dismal figure lying in the corner.
"Doesn't suit your character," Bakura could hardly keep himself from laughing.
Kaiba grunted to himself as he strutted out of the hall. Ryou sat up and wiped the blood off with his sleeve.
"You just need the high heel shoes to enter the Miss America pageant!"
Bakura knew instantly he had crossed a line. Kaiba picked up a small rock and thrust it at Bakura. Ryou moved his hand to stop the rock from hitting either of them. Unfortunately, the rock's force hit Ryou's hand and slammed it against the wall. Ryou whimpered in pain. He tried to move his fingers.
"Pathetic." Kaiba turned around and continued walking away. A sudden 'object' hit the back of Kaiba's head. It was long, metal and made a 'clang' noise when it hit something. Hard.
"Pathetic." Bakura stood over an unconscious Kaiba.
*in Kaiba's meeting room*
"Mr. Kaiba, sir, you're behind schedule," One of Kaiba's employees (let's call him Bob) noticed, or dared to say, that Kaiba was running late.
"The meeting began at 3 o'clock. It is now 4:45." Kaiba turned to the nearest employee, (how's Joe for an alias?) next to his chair at the long table.
"Doesn't Yami Yugi have the power to send anything to the shadow realm?" He asked sarcastically.
"And don't I have him under my control?"
Joe took a short nod; actually, it wasn't much of a nod. As so much a jerk of the head. The color in Bob's face faded.
"Well then, let's move on." Kaiba said with his plastic smile. He was straining himself from yelling at anyone who dared to mess with him, especially today.
Bakura will pay.
*to be continued*
Well? How was that? It's fairly long. I liked it. Of course, I wrote it. But anyway, what did you think? I'm all ears! Review! .please.