Yami Ryu, Shiro Tenshi

Arigato all who read and liked. I'm trying hard, but I wasn't as prepared to write this as I thought. Heh, I'm also trying to be a Duel Monsters champion. Get this; I got the Seto Starter and a Blue Eyes in it, right? I also bought two boosters. In the first, I got a Tri-Horned Dragon. The second, my god this is fate, a second Blue Eyes White Dragon. The first one from the deck is named Sleeth. (Name owned by Jinsoku Wolf. ^_^) The other is Ryu. Anyone guess what kind of Duelist I'm gonna be...? I also got the Frenzied Panda. If you know me and my friends, you know about the fuzzy pandas. Beware...

Oh, I forgot to translate the name!!! Sumimasen! **bows** Yami Ryu, Shiro Tenshi. Dark Dragon, White Angel. I've heard Light Angel would be better, but I think the color white describes Bakura better than just light. Plus, I like the word Shiro. That's my nickname for Bakura-koi, Shiro Tenshi.  -^_^-

I know, there's nothing of R-rating, yet. Yet being the key word there. I have a couple of scenes written in my spiral that if my parents knew that their innocent baby girl was writing, they'd ground me for the rest of the school year. And one still in my mind that if written and found, would earn me punishment till I'm eighteen. So yes, this will live up to its R-rating. Just, later.

And, I have some series references that probably aren't right, considering I don't know what the hell happens to the Sennen/Millennium items.

Kitty Hino, yes, there are more chapters. I couldn't give you an estimate on how many, but... enough. I like this story, though... my preparation is low, as said above... Heh. o

Chapter 2-

I wouldn't say the rest of the day went well. Though, I also wouldn't say that it went bad either. Depends on your view of both. Then again, all opinions are based on views, right?

I was the silent one. Bakura and Mokuba were nice, duh. Mokuba had to, I was his brother. The reason Bakura was nice was still a mystery. Probably cause he felt sorry for the guy who was becoming suicidal. Yugi tried to, but it seemed to me like he was a little edgy with me around. Could be because I ripped his card in half back then. Could be because we never really saw eye-to-eye, pardon the expression. Jounouchi hates me, and that's that. Honda still had something against me, I can understand though. Anzu probably coped with me being there best out of those three.

I fingered my first Blue Eyes card. I could always tell my Blue Eyes from my other cards, probably just luck or something. Bakura saw me fingering it.

"Hey, is that one of your Blue Eyes?" He asked, looking at it.

I handed it to him, knowing he probably wouldn't rip it.

He peered at it, eyes studying. Then, he handed it back. "That's cool. Only four?"

"Three." I corrected.

"Three?"

I raised a finger to cut him off. No need for anyone else to know that.

Bakura's POV:

I knew Kaiba probably had something to do with there only being three Blue Eyes yet. I don't know why I cared so much about the dragons. It's like I couldn't think of anything else.

I ate dinner with my father and went to bed. It was early, and I was restless, so I listened to the radio. As I was drifting into a trance-like mode that I go into when I think sometimes, I heard a song play that I had heard in England. It was by Savage Garden, I Knew I Loved You. I liked the group, but had never seen them in concert.

Maybe it's intuition,

But some things you just don't question

Like in you eyes, I see my future in an instant

And there it goes; I think I found my best friend.

I know that it might sound more than a little crazy, but I believe…

Maybe I should have seen it as a sign. Should have, but I was tired. There was that song, and the dragons. Yeah, I saw dragons. Blue Eyes White Dragons covered in shadows.

I knew I loved you before I met you,

I think I dreamed you into life.

I knew I loved you before I met you,

I have been waiting all my life…

There were three there. The first one turned to me.

"Ryou." It said with no voice, just a voice in my mind.

"You..."

"We are the Blue Eyes."

I nodded. "What do you want with me?"

There's just no rhyme or reason,

Only a sense of completion.

And in your eyes,

I see the missing pieces

I'm searching for,

I think I found my way home.

I know that it might sound more than a little crazy, but I believe…

"Master has lost his soul. He was chosen back when we were young, in the time of pharaohs long ago. The gods and goddesses chose his soul as a candidate for our Master. He was to become a Master of all dragons. But, something happened. We don't know what, just that he lost his soul."

I knew I loved you before I met you,

I think I dreamed you into life.

I knew I loved you before I met you,

I have been waiting all my life…

"What do you mean? Master? Do you mean Kaiba?" But they didn't seem to listen to me. He just continued speaking.

"But you, Ryou, tame the Dragon. That is your destiny. The Dark Dragon, help him, for the sake of my brothers and I."

They faded out into nothing, just darkness.

A thousand angels dance around you,

I am complete now that I've found you.

Why...? Why did that happen? And what did it all mean? Gods and goddesses of ancient Egypt. Souls chosen to be candidates as a Dragon Master. Me tame the Dragon. What does it all mean?

I knew I loved you before I met you,

I think I dreamed you into life.

I knew I loved you before I met you,

I have been waiting all my life…

I knew it had to do with Kaiba, I knew it. The significance, I didn't know. There're a lot of things I didn't know.

Ancient legends, Dad might know. Ask Dad.

I knew I loved you before I met you,

I think I dreamed you into life.

I knew I loved you before I met you,

I have been waiting all my life…

I saw a human figure in front of me. I thought the dream was over, but no. The figure was huddled, crying. I recognized him.

"What's wrong?" I asked, bending down to eye level.

He looked at me. "The Dragon doesn't know himself anymore. He doesn't know me. And, I'm lost." His dark blue eyes watered.

"It's ok." I ran my fingers comfortingly through his brown hair. "Seto, it's ok."

The young form of himself cried. I didn't know what to do, didn't know what he wanted me to do.

I knew I loved you before I met you,

I think I dreamed you into life.

I knew I loved you before I met you,

I have been waiting all my life…

I woke up slightly disturbed the next day. I reviewed the dream in my head before I could forget it. The Blue Eyes, a young Kaiba, some ancient Egyptian legend about a Dragon Master.

Dad.

I jumped up, pulled on a shirt and a pair of pants. I ran downstairs and there was Dad with his cup of coffee and newspaper. I grabbed a box of cereal, bowl, spoon, and carton of milk.

"Hey dad?" I asked as I sat down at the table and poured the cereal.

"Yeah?" He looked up from the paper.

"Do you know a lot of the ancient Egyptian legends?"

He looked at me strangely. "Eh, so-so. Why?"

"Well, I... was reading a book and it mentioned this legend about a 'Master of Dragons' or something or other and I was wondering if it was a real legend."

"Hm, well, I don't rightly know, to tell you the truth. But there are some crazy legends. Some even depict there being a card game like Duel Monsters back then." He laughed. Dad laughed a lot, now. He used to not, but those were family problems that I try to put behind me.

I finished my breakfast and ran out the house. It was Saturday, and I had nothing planned.

I felt the Sennen Ring against my chest. I still had it, and always would, maybe. I couldn't get rid of it, for something reason or other. My Yami would stay with me. He was a part of me, another side of me. He'd stay. That was the truth, the unchangeable truth. Damn it all.

I walked down the street. Maybe that's why I look anorexic. I walk a lot, it clears the mind up.

My stomach growled. I was still hungry. Donut holes, I really felt like eating some donut holes.

I sat down on a bench. I took my deck out and looked at them. The Change of Heart was on top. Yeah, I really did like the card. It kinda described me, and a whole bunch of two-sided people I've known, and not always in good ways.

I hadn't dueled in a while, and felt rusty. But dueling made my Yami stronger, and I really didn't want that.

Mokuba's POV:

What was wrong with Seto? He seemed a little... distant. I still love my brother, but he seems like he's just going away from me. I don't want to lose him, like I did Mom and Dad. He said he'd always be there.

They say dreams can tell the future, or your past. I find that my dreams tell me neither, just messages. There were Blue Eyes White Dragons, and Seto, and Bakura. Bakura was consoling a Seto that was about my age. I wanted to help, but couldn't I could only watch. Then, Seto had appeared, as his actual age.

"Mokuba." He had said. "Don't worry, I love you. I'm not going to do anything stupid." Then he had bent down and hugged me. I cried, of course. I had thought my brother would kill himself or something. But the dream gave me comfort. I liked the dream, and recorded it in a journal. Seto doesn't know about it, he still thinks of me as a young child, but I've grown up, mentally especially. I know more than he thinks I do.

I tried to introduce him to Yugi and the others, but it didn't work out. All Jounouchi wanted to do was fight him and insult him. I couldn't stand it, why can't they get along?

About a month passed. Seto didn't get any further, luckily. If he had, he may not have been my brother anymore, in a sense. He didn't get closer to Yugi, or Jounouchi for that matter; but he did become good friends with Bakura. Bakura, I guess, is much more empathetic.

I put down my pen. It was around four and school was going to start up in a few weeks. Seto was back at work, so I stayed with Yugi while he was gone. I stuffed my journal into my backpack and watched Jounouchi and Yugi duel. It was always the same conclusion.

"Mokuba?" Seto called. It was time for me to leave. I jumped up and ran to him. "Hey Bakura." He waved. Then, he nodded. "Yugi, Jounouchi, Anzu, Honda."

"Hello Kaiba." Yugi nodded in return.

"Hi Kaiba." Bakura walked up. Yep, they were friends.

Seto and Bakura talked, then we finally left. I buckled my seatbelt and rested my legs on top of my backpack. I looked over at Seto. He had a small smile on his face.

I sighed. Yeah, I thought this could happen. I mean, I'm not completely sure, but my brother's reactions have made my thoughts seem correct. Bakura's a nice, caring, and gentle friend. If I know my brother, he likes that a lot. So yes, in my theory, Seto likes Bakura. More than a friendship, I mean. And it's not like I have anything against it, Bakura's nice. And well, my dream a month ago could have told me what was happening if I had bothered to interpret it. Maybe I would tonight. And maybe I was wrong, maybe they were just friends.

"Hey Mokuba." Seto turned to me.

"Huh?" I snapped out of my thought.

He sighed. "I know I've been a jerk lately, and not really being around, so... how about we go for ice cream or something."

My eye cocked. He was in an extremely happy mood, unlike his normal self. Heck, was this even my brother? "S-sure..."

We ate ice cream. It was strange, like a part of Seto had come back that I hadn't seen ever since the orphanage, when he would win chess matches with great ease. Could he have regained his soul, in a sense? Maybe that was the dream, could have been.

And you're probably thinking: 'How the hell does this kid know all of this?' Well, questioned answered. I've lived one of the worse lives a kid could. It leads one to growing more maturely than others, especially when they have to take care of themselves a lot of the time and have an older brother who was always working.

I wiped the chocolate from my mouth. It was refreshing, knowing that I had about an hour of normal kid life.

"So big brother, why're you so happy all of a sudden?"

"I don't know, really. I just feel that today's a good day. You ever had one of those days, where you just feel great?"

I nodded. Yeah, I had, it was understandable.

But what was with the Blue Eyes and Bakura? And why did I feel as if I was viewing some dramatic romance story? And why, just why did I feel like I wanted to hug the stuffed panda?

Seto's POV:

Today really was a good day for some reason. You can never be sure why, but hey, I'm doing the closing for now.

I admit, I look at Bakura as more than a normal friend. I didn't have any real friends at the orphanage, just Mokuba.

Bakura was a brother almost, maybe more. I dunno, it was hard to explain. Do any of you remember when you first met the person meant your best friend? Sometimes, it just snaps. I just felt happy when I was near him, he had an extremely happy nature –which no longer annoyed me- and was nice. And I admire him greatly, living life with a single parents and an alternate form.

I guess my feelings are a little confused now, I was guessing how deeply I liked him. I don't know his feelings, just that he really does care. Whether it's anything more than that, you'd know more.

Though, maybe I do love him, I could. I mean, almost anything is possible.

I played with the idea and didn't find any fault. Most people would be scared with those results, unless they had the capabilities of truly accepting reality. I had an open mind, and if I did like another guy, I wouldn't mind it being Bakura. If I had been attracted to Jounouchi...

I blocked out the thought. That was too... I'm sorry, but I really didn't like him, and that was the truth.

When life puts you through hell, one is judged by their capabilities of accepting their destiny and rising to meet it.

Damn it Seto, you are a poet.

Song of the Chapter:

Head Over Feet

Alanis Morisette

I had no choice but to hear you

You stated your case time and again

I thought about it

You treat me like I'm a princess

I'm not used to liking that

You asked how my day was

You've already won me over in spite of me

And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet

And don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are

I couldn't help it

It's all your fault

Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole.

You're so much braver than I gave you credit for

That's not lip service

You've already won me over in spite of me

And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet

And don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are

I couldn't help it

It's all your fault

You are the bearer of unconditional things

You held your breath and the door for me

Thanks for your patience

You're the best listener that I've ever met

You're my best friend

Best friends with benefits

What took me so long

I've never felt this healthy before

I've never wanted something rational

I am aware now

I am aware now

You've already won me over in spite of me

And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet

And don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are

I couldn't help it

It's all your fault

Erm, 'Song of the Chapter' goes with the moods, so the 'princess' thing meant nothing. Just the thought, ok?

So, how was it? This chapter had NO previous planning and just came. I usually plan out a chapter with a mental outline first. Blah. The panda and donut holes are jokes. If ya know me, there's the 'Beware the wrath of the fuzzy pandas thing.' And while I was writing the end of the Bakura section, I was fighting my brother for a bag of donut holes. Heh. I ate a few, didn't want anymore, and gave them to him. Amby-chan has a stuffed panda.

Do the readers want more chapters? If so, I'll write and post. If not, I'll just write and not post. Either way.

Ok, this has been brought up many times (not necessarily on here): Seto and Bakura aren't homosexual. I know that. I'm just experimenting cause it started as an inevitable nagging on the brain that spawned from a brotherly fic. And a lot of you know how hard it is to get rid of those. It turned into a pretty good fic, and I decided to post. The inside story is now told.

And if you ever see a book written by C.W. Beard, it's me. Even though I'm fourteen and you can't publish until you're eighteen. And, I hope it would be me. Does any other writer have the last name 'Beard' and write under C.W.? Dunno. Of course, W stands for Wildwolf. I don't like my middle name, too common.