Yami Ryuu, Shiro Tenshi
Hey, I'm uploading at a pretty good speed, I guess... for being grounded from a lotta stuffs...
Seto meets Yami Bakura for the first time... for good or bad? You try to guess. Though, I make Yami Bakura so mean. **whimpers** I mean, I sure he is really mean, but everyone has a dark side. And if everyone has a dark side, that means everyone has a light side to counter it. Cause without a light side, you cannot consider the dark side dark, just... I dunno, I'm confusing myself. Hey, let's get something straight here. I'm not bright, big words confuse me; I have the attention span of a rodent!
Sorry, I was watching The Fairly Odd Parents... blah. Or, however you spell it. I make 'Odd Parents' one word and my spell check gets mad at me.
And now that I've seen what Bakura's hair looks like from the side, I can finish my drawing of Bakura and Yami Bakura. It implements my lil saying that's probably a proverb somewhere that I don't know of. "Everyone has a dark side." I drew a really good pic in my sketchbook of the corner of a building. One side is dark, and the other is pure light, except for one shadow made by Bakura, who is sitting down and hugging his knees to him. On the dark side is Yami Bakura, standing, and has his unbuttoned shirt. No one's really noticed the shirt, cept for Ka; but hey, it's perks.
Ok, Yami Yuugi is about 6 of his heads tall, excluding the really tall hair, normal adult proportion. Seto is about 9 of his heads tall (in the scene I measured him in), he is TALL. That is usually the hero's proportion. Bakura's around seven or eight of his heads, so that would make him... supermodel proportion?! Eh, it my How-To Draw Manga book... Regular Yuugi's bout five or four-and-a-half. Between toddler and adult/young adult proportion. I was bored...! And I noticed Seto was REALLY tall, so I decided to take his body proportion to head. Blah...
Um, I'm now gonna have Seto call Bakura 'Ryou'.
This chapter moves really fast, especially the encounter with Yami Bakura. Sumimasen... **bows low**
Chapter 6-
Seto's POV:
Bakura and I were working on homework. Geometry, it was so effortless. Ok, it could come from my experience working with super high-tech computers, but hey, I could brag about something, right?
I guess I should call him Ryou now, given our present state of emotions.
Anyway, I went downstairs to get something to drink. I hadn't realized how late it was. Mokuba had already gone to bed.
I set down my glass of water and headed back upstairs. Stopping at his door, I opened it and stepped inside. He was asleep, sprawled out comfortably. I laughed quietly and covered him with his blanket. He looked so cute, but he was getting older and I hardly noticed.
I opened the door to my room. But Ryou wasn't there, but yet he was.
"Who are you?" I asked the one who looked like my Ryou, but wasn't.
"Who am I?" He asked with a cynical laugh that made me shiver. "Why, I am Ryou Bakura. Just, the half of him you didn't know."
I never thought I'd change my opinion again
But you moved me in a way that I've never known
You moved me in a way that I've never known
"You're Yami Bakura?"
"Yes." He affirmed with a curt nod.
But straight away you just moved me into position again
You abused me in a way that I've never known
You abused me in a way that I've never known
"What do you want?" Adrenaline rushed through my veins, acuting my senses. I could hear him breathing, and I swear, his heart beating rapidly.
His answer came. "I want you, Seto Kaiba."
So break me shake me hate me take me over
When the madness stops then you will be alone
Just break me shake me hate me take me over
When the madness stops then you will be alone
He laughed again, a glint in his eye told of a ravenous desire. A sick one. "I want your soul, your mind. I want your body." He pointed at me, and it scared me.
So you're the kind who deals with games in the mind
Well you confuse me in a way that I've never known
You confuse me in a way that I've never known
I tensed up, ready for a fight. But before I knew how to react, he reached up and touched my face softly. I felt myself sink into a state of something like paralyses. He gave me one more malicious smirk before he pressed his lips against mine...
So break me shake me hate me take me over
When the madness stops then you will be alone
Just break me shake me hate me take me over
When the madness stops then you will be alone
His hand slid up my inner leg, up to where it connected with my body. I wanted to stop it, but couldn't. My god, the sensual pleasure gained. I felt his tongue force its way into my mouth.
No... I pleaded, only to be answered with Yes. I couldn't stop any of it, he had taken me over.
She says "I can help you but what do you say?"
But it's not free baby you'll have to pay
You just keep me contemplating that your soul is slowly fading
I won't be a slave, especially to him! I refuse!
Resistance is futile! A powerful voice seemed to shout.
I felt myself fading. Ryou, I'm sorry... Warm tears fell down my cheeks.
God, don't you know I live with a ton of regret?
Cause I used to move you in a way that you've never known
But then I accused you in a way that you've never known
But you hurt me in a way that I've never known
NO! In a burst of willpower, I became conscious again. One of his hands were cuffed around the back of my neck, and the other, the one that had been groping me, was at my waist, about to go up my shirt or down my pants, I don't know which. It was probably the latter of the two.
Break me shake me hate me take me over
When the madness stops then you will be alone
So won't you break me shake me hate me take me over
When the madness stops then you will be alone
I pushed him away from me, exasperated and disgusted. Needless to say, he was surprised. A look of rage came upon his face.
But this time, I was the one who was grinning. "Too bad," I laughed briefly, "lost yourself a sex slave."
"Damn you Kaiba."
"Need I count how many people have already said that?"
"I'll kill him." His words cut through me like the blade of a knife.
Listen baby
You'll be, you'll be alone
"What?" I snapped. What did he mean? He couldn't kill Ryou without losing himself, could he? They were interconnected somehow, weren't they?
"You heard me. I'll kill him, I'll kill the weakling. Then you'll have no one, no one at all!" He laughed, this time harsher and more dangerous. There was an edge of pure insanity in it. He was mad, psychotic.
Break me shake me hate me take me over
Fake me break me shake me hate me take me
Break me
I was going to attack him, just to get him to shut up. But a glow came from his chest and he fell limp, as if he had suddenly dropped dead. Running to his crumpled body, I found that, yes, it was my Ryou laying here unconscious.
I reached down the collar of his shirt and withdrew the Millennium Ring, then unfastened it. Then, in a violent fit, I threw it against the wall. It made a satisfying clatter.
Then, I gathered Ryou, my Ryou, the only one I love, in my arms and pressed his face against my chest.
"He won't get you." Came the whispered promise. "He won't. He'll have to kill me first. I promise."
I picked him up and brought him to my bed. I was tired, so I just fell right next to him. I didn't care where I slept, or at this point who with, as long as I could sleep.
Bakura's POV:
The first thing I noticed was that it was cold. I lifted my head and could see out my window. The moon was low on the horizon, but the sun had not yet come up. It wasn't my room either.
The last thing I remembered was Seto going downstairs and... my Yami. What did he do? All my thoughts were groggy and swimming around in my head.
I was in Seto's room, but too tired to care. I reached behind me to find a blanket, but felt a person instead.
I turned and saw Seto lying beside me, asleep. Both of us were fully clothed, so that meant my Yami hadn't done anything too irrational. At least, I hoped.
Must just be a dream. I told myself, lying back down. Yeah, a dream. Whether dream or not, I currently didn't care either way. I just curled up against Seto's chest. If this was a dream, then it wouldn't matter; if it was real, he wouldn't mind.
He feels so warm. I fell back asleep.
Waking up the next morning, I found that I was still in Seto's room. Still not a dream. Bakura, you confuse reality and fantasy too often.
I turned over and saw Seto changing.
"Ah!" I put a pillow over my face out of modesty.
He looked over at me. "Come on, it's not like it's something you haven't seen before." He started pulling up his pants.
"Well, I haven't on you particularly..." I sat up.
He zipped his pants and pulled a shirt on. His clothes he slept in were lying at his feet. He grabbed his coat off the wall, where he had hung it the night before. "Well, your Yami seemed to be rather interested."
I stopped in mid-yawn. "My Yami? He actually tried to-" So much for nothing irrational.
"Yeah. I felt slightly violated. Slightly being a large understatement."
"I-I'm sorry."
He walked over and draped himself over me, pushing me back down onto the bed- though not forcefully. I felt his weight on top me. He smiled and kissed my lips, but only briefly. "It's not your fault. He's not you, you are who you are, and he is himself. Light and dark, Shiro Tenshi and Akutenshi."
"White Angel and Evil Angel? You think of me as an angel?" I smirked. "Isn't that just a little too poetic?"
"Yeah to the first part. And no, I don't think of you as one, you are an angel." He lifted himself off of me and walked to the door.
I back sat up, then felt my chest. "W-where is the Ring?"
He pointed behind himself to the far wall. There was a dent in it, and below the dent was the Ring.
"Oh, you threw it."
"Yes, I did." He walked out the door.
I got up and grabbed the Ring. It seemed to call to me, not with words, but some other mystical way. Like sometimes when you walk into a room with a TV on. You swear you can hear some high-pitched noise, but no one else can. And you're not sure you can, but there's some feeling on the back of your neck.
Then, I went to my room and changed. It was Saturday, right...? Yeah, Saturday. I changed my shirt, then pants and underwear. I looked into the mirror and saw my Yami, Akutenshi.
"What do you want now?" I asked fearfully. Why he appeared in the mirror, I don't know, but he may still hurt me.
"Seto Kaiba is mine. He will belong to me. Leave him alone, I will take him."
"What, so he can become another obsession of yours? I won't let you do that to him!"
"You have no choice, weakling. I control you, I am you. Doesn't that hurt? I am a part of you, your other side. I am you." He laughed at my misery and pain of knowing that what he said was true.
He's not you, you are who you are, and he is himself.
" No, I am myself! Damn you!"
He just kept laughing.
"Hey, you're the one in the mirror, not me." I turned and walked away, his laughter in my head.
I walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Grabbing some cereal and milk, a bowl, and a spoon, I sat at the table. Seto was already eating. I poured myself some cereal and ate.
Mokuba yawned as he walked downstairs. "So, you two had a rough night?" He asked, walking past me.
"Huh?" I asked.
"I heard some yelling, then something being thrown against the wall. Y-you two didn't have a fight, did you?"
Seto reached over to his brother. "No, we didn't. It's a long story."
"Tell me."
Seto shook his head. "Curiosity's going to get you some day. Plus, it's not mine to tell, really, without Ryou's permission."
He called me Ryou. Wow, no one has called me that for so long, the last person to do so was... my father.
Mokuba look at me. I nodded. "Mokuba, you know how Yugi has his other form, the one who comes out when he duels?"
"Yeah, his Yami."
"Well, I have one too. Except, mine is evil and cruel. He hates everyone and laughs at pain."
Seto picked it up from there. "I had an encounter with him last night, and, well..."
"You two fought. You and Bakura's Yami." Mokuba still called me Bakura.
"Yes, in a sense."
Mokuba nodded. "Ok, I have a feeling that's all I really need to know, right?"
Seto and I both nodded.
Mokuba was so mature, despite his age. Seto should be proud of him, I know I am. "But, I don't see how you can have another self so violently different from you, Bakura." He looked at me.
"Well, I don't know either. But, everyone has a dark side, just that some people's are more defined."
My Yami... he was the most defined dark side ever. Evil Angel countering the White Angel, as Seto had so put it.
Song of the Chapter:
As Long As You Love Me
Back Street Boys
Although loneliness has always been a friend on mine
I'm leaving my life in your hands
People say I'm crazy and that I am blind
Risking it all in a glance
How you got me blind is still a mystery
I can't get you out of my head
Don't care what is written in you history
As long as you're here with me
I don't care who you are
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me
Who you are
Where you're from
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me
Every little thing that you have said and done
Feels like it's deep within me
Doesn't really matter if you're on the run
It seems like we're meant to be
I don't care who you are
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me
Who you are
Where you're from
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me
I've tried to hide it so that no one knows
But I guess it shows
When I look into your eyes
What you did and where you're coming from
I don't care, as long as you love me, baby
I don't care who you are
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me
Who you are
Where you're from
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me
Yes, I will sing along with BSB. My Mom is a semi-fanatic, so I kinda grew into it. Plus, the song suits it, so blah. Read the chorus that's repeated so many times... It says that they don't care who the person is or they're past and problems, they'll still love them. Erm, Seto says the same basic thing to Bakura somewhere...
Ok, the inserted song was really violent, eh? If you didn't read the lyrics, go ahead. I thought they kinda suited Akutenshi at this point. Get familiar with the names Akutenshi and Shiro Tenshi and Yami Ryuu. I like those names. And you know you're over obsessed with this fic, or just think I have good taste in nicknames when you actually start calling these characters those names like I do. I have to translate myself for my friends. Moo.
But the inserted song was 'Break me Shake me' By Savage Garden. Yes, the people who did the really pretty 'I Knew I Loved You' and 'Crash and Burn'. I like the violent song, I dunno why. It's the closest I'm ever getting to heavy metal and rap, and it still ain't close.
Arigato gozaimasu for everyone's support, even if you read and don't review. I'm highly encouraged if you review, but it's your choice.
Amby-chan, thanks for that one time you yelled at me about something I said in my fic and me needing to take my own advice. That fic excerpt was about never giving up.
Quatre: Now, which one time was this...?
Ok, so you yell a lotta things at me. Blah.
Ka-chan, thanks for supporting me with this fic, I probably would have given up otherwise. Heh, then I'd have peeps trying to kill me... and you BETA-ed basically all of it, or rough drafts of it at least... and of the sequel, what I have written so far.
Aishiteru minna-chan!
Wolfmon: Sumimasen, the iced tea's getting to her.
Me: Shut up! Neh, ignore the muse!