He clutched at his shirt and opened one eye to look at the hazy picture of
Nayia. "Have... you ever... seen me... when all.... That I wanted... Was to
get... your brother's... millennium... puzzle?"
She was panicked and tried to think, she looked up at the ceiling and then looked down at Bakura lying on the floor. "Yes, when I was lying in the chamber of sand I saw you come and ask for the millennium puzzle my brother had as if that was all you wanted in the world. Why Bakura? What's wrong?"
He shook as the world around him began to spin and his entire body began to shake. "He's back, that is not me, he is evil, you must get away from him... save yourself, you must not... I won't let you be taken. Ru-" Then he passed out...
He woke up and there was Nayia holding her hand against his head with a look of concern on her face. He was looking through the same fuzzy haze that he was always looking through every time that the spirit came. He tried to sit up but his body gave way and he went back down to the floor. His breath was ragged and it felt as if an anvil had been placed on his chest. He looked at Nayia through half closed eyes and weakly whispered to her, "Get out, before, he comes..." his whole body shook again and his eyes were flickering open and shut. Nayia didn't leave though, he wanted to push her out, make her go. But he just wasn't strong enough. Bakura knew how evil this being inside him was, and he was afraid of it, as he should be. Nayia just stayed there feeling his forehead and trying to think of any way that she could help. As Bakura was half conscious he was flickering through all the pictures he had in his mind with Nayia and with the yami…
//Was it worth it? //
/What? /
//Was it worth your existence to come back to save her? It will cost you your life for that moment, centuries ago, but not your life of being, just your body! //
/You can't! I won't let you! /
Nayia couldn't hear the thoughts all she saw was that Bakura had started to shake, quiver in jolts as if he was being electrocuted by something, oh how she wanted to know what was going on, but she was left in the dark.
//Oh yes I will pitiful Bakura. There's no way you can stop me, this ring it your curse and it shall be your bane, now welcome the yami… //
That last bit had been a pure taunt to Bakura, he grabbed at his head and rolled from side to side. Nayia watched him, hoping that he was all right, and then he stood up…
"Hello Nayia, how nice to meet you." An evil grin appeared on his face as he started to head for the door.
Nayia ran to try and stop him, she grabbed at his legs making him fall over, and in the brief second when he was falling she saw his face turn into panic, "Run! He'll kill you! Get out of here!" but then a look of malice returned to Bakura's features as he slapped himself and cursed. Nayia knew as far as she could what was happening for the story of how her brother Yami had cursed the ring was unknown to her. There was some evil that Bakura had inside him, some change of heart that was taking over his body. From the way he had looked at her both right now and when he had asked if she had ever seen a Bakura that only wanted the millennium items she knew that this spirit had done horrible things to Bakura.
The yami tried to kick out at Nayia who was still holding his legs, but she wouldn't let go. He sat up and started to pummel her with his fists, he did this relentlessly until he finally saw he body go limp.
/You monster! /
//Yami is the term I prefer… but monster, yes I might agree. // And he smiled
/You've hurt Nayia, you'll… /
That last thought never finished as the yami's arms came and started to strangle him. Of course the arms weren't being controlled by the yami, Bakura had been able to take them and now he was strangling himself as well as what had taken over his body. Bakura's yami tried hitting his head against the wall the break the real Bakura's concentration, but the pressure at his throat just became all the stronger. They both struggled around the room inflicting pain upon themselves and the other until finally they both fell to the ground bloody and unconscious…
You can only imaging what a fright Nayia received when she awoke. There lying on the floor was what she thought the dead body of her dearly beloved Bakura because she had somehow released and evil spirit upon him. But then the body stirred, she was not sure whether to rush towards him or to run for her life. But she stayed several feet away from him and listened to him mumble to himself…
"Why do you haunt me?"
"Do you really need to ask you pitiful fool, you'll save her at any cost and it is my purpose for you to destroy yourself."
"But you'll die as well…"
"No, it shall be you who does the dying, I will be free to do my will once you are gone once and for all…"
Nayia stared at him, his voice kept changing, she didn't know what was happening. Crawling over to him she rolled him over so he was lying on his back as he continued muttering to himself about how one would destroy the other and so on. She looked at him, he was bleeding, his face had been cut along with most of his upper body. Then she glanced around the room to see that there were some items on the floor such as forks and knives. The curtains had been torn down and a chair flipped over. What had he done to himself?
The eyes snapped open. Bakura could see Nayia staring around the room. The yami had been quelled for the time, but he didn't know how long that would last.
"Nayia…"
She glanced down at him and looked deeply into his eyes and recognized the gentle gleam that they carried, "Yes Bakura?"
"Why can't I talk to you?"
"What do you mean? You're talking to me right now…"
"It's a crime to speak to one of royal birth unless spoken to, but what is so wrong with that? I didn't mean anything by it, you were just walking, I didn't know why you were there so I asked. Is that so wrong? Why did he do this to me…?"
"Who?"
"Yami…"
She stared at him. So this was her brother's fault. He had somehow cursed Bakura and this evil spirit was the workings of it. She got up and walked over to the table placing her hands on it she ran her eyes over the grains of the wood thinking rapidly. She needed books, she could fix this if it was done, but she needed to know what it was…
"Bakura… I'm going to go and get some books, you'll have to come with me… I know you are weak, but you have to come…"
Putting one hand against the table Bakura raised himself until he was standing. He smiled and winced while his legs shook, but he was standing and he looked at her hopefully…
"I'm here Nayia, and I'll follow you…"
They went back to the digging site, and while Bakura talked to Mr. Yemen, Nayia went back into the chamber to find spells books. An hour later Nayia met Bakura back on the boat and they went to a nearby marsh so that nobody would find them. Nayia plopped the spell books down on the ground and skimmed through them looking for something to counteract a curse.
"What was done to you?" She looked up at him keeping her finger pointing into the spell books.
"Well…" Bakura looked up into the sky and fiddled with his hair distractedly. "Your brother just said that he put a curse on the very thing that made me survive… I think he may have been talking about my millennium ring. He said that and then this spirit looking exactly like me grabbed my soul and dragged me into the ring with him saying that he had a vow too that would triumph over mine…"
"You made a vow?"
He scratched the back of his head and blushed, "Well I just kind of said something about you… saving you or something like that…" He giggled nervously and smiled.
Nayia looked back into the books and smiled too. The smile faded as she continued skimming through the books until she stopped…
"I can dispel this… but it requires… something…"
She looked at him distressed and Bakura sat down on the ground cross legged and squinted up at her, "What sort of something?"
"Well… a sort of something, a sort of something like… like a soul."
Her face was the picture of despair as she stared up at Bakura. He just sat on the ground and stared at it warily deep in thought. They both sat there for several minutes when Bakura sighed heavily and glanced up at Nayia.
"I'll do it…"
"Wh-What?"
"I'll give my soul for the spell…"
"B-But Bakura… you can't, I mean, it's your soul…"
He got up and started pacing back and forth, "I know that Nayia, but it's the only way to get rid of this."
She looked back into the book and then back at him, "Are you sure you want to do this Bakura? I mean there's no turning back…"
"Yes Nayia, I'll do it…" He walked over and stood in front of Nayia as she was kneeling over the spell books, he squatted down in front of her and lifted up her chin with his index finger staring into her deep blue sapphire eyes, "I'll miss you Nayia…" And then he did something very un- Bakura like. He kissed her, and she kissed him back. They sat there in the marsh with the sun beaming down on the little grove among the reeds.
As the kiss ended they rested there heads together and Nayia whispered, "I'll never forget you…" And with this the spell book began to glow as did Bakura's millennium ring, with a brief gleam of light Bakura went limp and fell to the ground. Nayia looked at his body and began to cry. She crawled over to him and folded his hands over his chest as moist tears fell down her face and she sobbed, "I'll never forget you Bakura, I never will…"
Nayia got up and walked over to the beach leaving everything in the grove back in the marsh. She boarded the boat and went back to the apartment where she curled up on Bakura's bed and fell into a pit of sorrow as she cried herself to sleep…
She was panicked and tried to think, she looked up at the ceiling and then looked down at Bakura lying on the floor. "Yes, when I was lying in the chamber of sand I saw you come and ask for the millennium puzzle my brother had as if that was all you wanted in the world. Why Bakura? What's wrong?"
He shook as the world around him began to spin and his entire body began to shake. "He's back, that is not me, he is evil, you must get away from him... save yourself, you must not... I won't let you be taken. Ru-" Then he passed out...
He woke up and there was Nayia holding her hand against his head with a look of concern on her face. He was looking through the same fuzzy haze that he was always looking through every time that the spirit came. He tried to sit up but his body gave way and he went back down to the floor. His breath was ragged and it felt as if an anvil had been placed on his chest. He looked at Nayia through half closed eyes and weakly whispered to her, "Get out, before, he comes..." his whole body shook again and his eyes were flickering open and shut. Nayia didn't leave though, he wanted to push her out, make her go. But he just wasn't strong enough. Bakura knew how evil this being inside him was, and he was afraid of it, as he should be. Nayia just stayed there feeling his forehead and trying to think of any way that she could help. As Bakura was half conscious he was flickering through all the pictures he had in his mind with Nayia and with the yami…
//Was it worth it? //
/What? /
//Was it worth your existence to come back to save her? It will cost you your life for that moment, centuries ago, but not your life of being, just your body! //
/You can't! I won't let you! /
Nayia couldn't hear the thoughts all she saw was that Bakura had started to shake, quiver in jolts as if he was being electrocuted by something, oh how she wanted to know what was going on, but she was left in the dark.
//Oh yes I will pitiful Bakura. There's no way you can stop me, this ring it your curse and it shall be your bane, now welcome the yami… //
That last bit had been a pure taunt to Bakura, he grabbed at his head and rolled from side to side. Nayia watched him, hoping that he was all right, and then he stood up…
"Hello Nayia, how nice to meet you." An evil grin appeared on his face as he started to head for the door.
Nayia ran to try and stop him, she grabbed at his legs making him fall over, and in the brief second when he was falling she saw his face turn into panic, "Run! He'll kill you! Get out of here!" but then a look of malice returned to Bakura's features as he slapped himself and cursed. Nayia knew as far as she could what was happening for the story of how her brother Yami had cursed the ring was unknown to her. There was some evil that Bakura had inside him, some change of heart that was taking over his body. From the way he had looked at her both right now and when he had asked if she had ever seen a Bakura that only wanted the millennium items she knew that this spirit had done horrible things to Bakura.
The yami tried to kick out at Nayia who was still holding his legs, but she wouldn't let go. He sat up and started to pummel her with his fists, he did this relentlessly until he finally saw he body go limp.
/You monster! /
//Yami is the term I prefer… but monster, yes I might agree. // And he smiled
/You've hurt Nayia, you'll… /
That last thought never finished as the yami's arms came and started to strangle him. Of course the arms weren't being controlled by the yami, Bakura had been able to take them and now he was strangling himself as well as what had taken over his body. Bakura's yami tried hitting his head against the wall the break the real Bakura's concentration, but the pressure at his throat just became all the stronger. They both struggled around the room inflicting pain upon themselves and the other until finally they both fell to the ground bloody and unconscious…
You can only imaging what a fright Nayia received when she awoke. There lying on the floor was what she thought the dead body of her dearly beloved Bakura because she had somehow released and evil spirit upon him. But then the body stirred, she was not sure whether to rush towards him or to run for her life. But she stayed several feet away from him and listened to him mumble to himself…
"Why do you haunt me?"
"Do you really need to ask you pitiful fool, you'll save her at any cost and it is my purpose for you to destroy yourself."
"But you'll die as well…"
"No, it shall be you who does the dying, I will be free to do my will once you are gone once and for all…"
Nayia stared at him, his voice kept changing, she didn't know what was happening. Crawling over to him she rolled him over so he was lying on his back as he continued muttering to himself about how one would destroy the other and so on. She looked at him, he was bleeding, his face had been cut along with most of his upper body. Then she glanced around the room to see that there were some items on the floor such as forks and knives. The curtains had been torn down and a chair flipped over. What had he done to himself?
The eyes snapped open. Bakura could see Nayia staring around the room. The yami had been quelled for the time, but he didn't know how long that would last.
"Nayia…"
She glanced down at him and looked deeply into his eyes and recognized the gentle gleam that they carried, "Yes Bakura?"
"Why can't I talk to you?"
"What do you mean? You're talking to me right now…"
"It's a crime to speak to one of royal birth unless spoken to, but what is so wrong with that? I didn't mean anything by it, you were just walking, I didn't know why you were there so I asked. Is that so wrong? Why did he do this to me…?"
"Who?"
"Yami…"
She stared at him. So this was her brother's fault. He had somehow cursed Bakura and this evil spirit was the workings of it. She got up and walked over to the table placing her hands on it she ran her eyes over the grains of the wood thinking rapidly. She needed books, she could fix this if it was done, but she needed to know what it was…
"Bakura… I'm going to go and get some books, you'll have to come with me… I know you are weak, but you have to come…"
Putting one hand against the table Bakura raised himself until he was standing. He smiled and winced while his legs shook, but he was standing and he looked at her hopefully…
"I'm here Nayia, and I'll follow you…"
They went back to the digging site, and while Bakura talked to Mr. Yemen, Nayia went back into the chamber to find spells books. An hour later Nayia met Bakura back on the boat and they went to a nearby marsh so that nobody would find them. Nayia plopped the spell books down on the ground and skimmed through them looking for something to counteract a curse.
"What was done to you?" She looked up at him keeping her finger pointing into the spell books.
"Well…" Bakura looked up into the sky and fiddled with his hair distractedly. "Your brother just said that he put a curse on the very thing that made me survive… I think he may have been talking about my millennium ring. He said that and then this spirit looking exactly like me grabbed my soul and dragged me into the ring with him saying that he had a vow too that would triumph over mine…"
"You made a vow?"
He scratched the back of his head and blushed, "Well I just kind of said something about you… saving you or something like that…" He giggled nervously and smiled.
Nayia looked back into the books and smiled too. The smile faded as she continued skimming through the books until she stopped…
"I can dispel this… but it requires… something…"
She looked at him distressed and Bakura sat down on the ground cross legged and squinted up at her, "What sort of something?"
"Well… a sort of something, a sort of something like… like a soul."
Her face was the picture of despair as she stared up at Bakura. He just sat on the ground and stared at it warily deep in thought. They both sat there for several minutes when Bakura sighed heavily and glanced up at Nayia.
"I'll do it…"
"Wh-What?"
"I'll give my soul for the spell…"
"B-But Bakura… you can't, I mean, it's your soul…"
He got up and started pacing back and forth, "I know that Nayia, but it's the only way to get rid of this."
She looked back into the book and then back at him, "Are you sure you want to do this Bakura? I mean there's no turning back…"
"Yes Nayia, I'll do it…" He walked over and stood in front of Nayia as she was kneeling over the spell books, he squatted down in front of her and lifted up her chin with his index finger staring into her deep blue sapphire eyes, "I'll miss you Nayia…" And then he did something very un- Bakura like. He kissed her, and she kissed him back. They sat there in the marsh with the sun beaming down on the little grove among the reeds.
As the kiss ended they rested there heads together and Nayia whispered, "I'll never forget you…" And with this the spell book began to glow as did Bakura's millennium ring, with a brief gleam of light Bakura went limp and fell to the ground. Nayia looked at his body and began to cry. She crawled over to him and folded his hands over his chest as moist tears fell down her face and she sobbed, "I'll never forget you Bakura, I never will…"
Nayia got up and walked over to the beach leaving everything in the grove back in the marsh. She boarded the boat and went back to the apartment where she curled up on Bakura's bed and fell into a pit of sorrow as she cried herself to sleep…
