An Unknown Card
Chapter Seven:
Shadi
By: fairysphinx
fairysphinx: YES!!!!!! I hit five reviews today!!!! Wahoo!!!! I'm so happy!!!! Anyways, thanks to Night's Shadow for the information on the Millennium items. Thanks a bunch, for everyone's support. I couldn't have kept writing without ya! Now, on with the story… * looks dangerously mad * after the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, or the Yu-Gi-Oh- characters, but I do own Ktara, Y. Ktara/Yata, and Harbinger.
/Yugi talking to Yami/
//Yami talking to Yugi//
!Bakura talking to Y. Bakura!
!!Y. Bakura talking to Bakura!!
{Ktara talking to Y. Ktara/Yata}
[Y. Ktara/Yata talking to Ktara]
* indicates action taking place *
indicates a passage in time
"I'm hungry!" whined Joey. They had just hit the trail, with a few helpful gadgets. Seto Kaiba had made Ktara and Yata a portable, mini holograph machine, so they could participate in the search. He had also made a device to track down the Millennium items, along with Bakura's Millennium Ring.
"You're always hungry," Yami muttered under his breath. He had never been separated this long from his aibou. He had never been separated from his aibou period. Right now, he just longed for his soul room, where he could sleep peacefully, without people staring at him like he was from outer space. Yami could feel a lot of anger emitting from the one Ktara had called Yata. The name sounded so familiar, but he couldn't place from where.
Yami Bakura was in the middle of the line, pouting, as both Yamis had stationed themselves beside him. No one seemed to trust him. No one but the girl who had brought him back from the graveyard. He was grateful for that. She was actually giving him a chance…and he was going to take it.
Kaiba trudged along, grateful to be in new boots. This was a weird adventure, and wasn't sure he wanted to be on it. The only reason he was, was because of Mokuba, his little brother. Mokuba wanted him to, and he whole-heartedly wanted to make his little brother happy.
Mokuba, no doubt about it, was the spirit of the group. He was singing with all of his heart, and marching proudly behind Yugi and Bakura, who had the item locators. Mokuba wished his brother would have more spirit, to let loose, and not be so serious. This, he knew, would be doubtful.
Yugi was deep in thought. He wondered why everyone had agreed to go on this journey. It had nothing to do with them. He kind of wondered why he was even doing it. Maybe he felt sorry for her, or maybe it was because she kind of reminded him of Exodia, three of whose cards lay at the bottom of the sea. He didn't know, but he wished he did.
Bakura was loaded down with supplies. The others had packed the things like pots and pans and locators and all of the other stuff, along with the necessities, but, along with the necessities, Bakura was heavily lain with the food…which wasn't very light. He was struggling just to stay upright.
two hours later
"I'm hungry!" whined Joey.
"Alright, we can stop for lunch."
Lunch ended up peanut butter sandwiches with squeeze-its. They also took this time to refresh themselves in the pond nearby. Yata took lookout on a high rock in the middle of the pond. Ktara and Bakura stayed behind to clean up the lunch sight. It was there that Bakura had asked her what had been on his mind.
"How is it that you can take such control over your yami? I mean, she doesn't rebel, or punch you or hurt you…not purposely anyway." Ktara chuckled.
"You have to find your yami's weakness. Yami's weakness is Yugi. He can't stand if he's hurt, or anything hurting him. Yata's weakness is flute music. Flute music played by me and me only. I have no idea why this is. I have a theory on Y. Bakura's weakness. I think his weakness is being shown someone cares about him. And deep down, I know you care. You care if he gets hurt, or if he goes out of your life forever. And between you and me, I never used to have control over Yata like this. She used to be just as bad as Y. Bakura, perhaps worse. Do you have any scars from when Y. Bakura beat you?
"No."
"I have plenty from when Yata used to attack me. Oh, well. She's better now, so there's no use dwelling over spilt milk."
"They still burn, don't they?"
"What do?"
"Your scars. They still burn."
"Yes," Ktara whispered, almost inaudibly. No matter how soft she said it, though, Yata heard it loud and clear, and felt terrible.
"Just remember, it's okay to cry."
"Crying's for babies."
"Suit yourself."
three days later
"I think this is it, guys!" Bakura smiled, surprisingly the first one up the hill. A little cabin was set snug in the valley below, smoke coming from the chimney. "First one down the valley has clean-up duty for a week!"
Shadi could feel it. There were people coming…nine of them. There were three Millennium items as well…and a tomb robber. He grabbed the Millennium scale, the Millennium Ankh, and his sword. The tomb robber would not take his Millennium items. He would not allow him to rule the world. Not as long as he was alive.
"Hey, there's someone coming out of the house!" Joey stated.
"Stop!" Ktara called from behind. "We don't want to make whoever it is to think we're hostile. He might attack us." At those words, everyone stopped. No one liked to make enemies. And this guy, they saw, had a sword. "Now, slowly walk down the hill. SLOWLY!!" As they approached, the man moved into a fighting stance. "Please!," Ktara called out, "We mean you know harm! We do not wish to fight you!" The man didn't move from his stance, but gripped his sword tighter as they approached. 'The white-haired one had the Millennium ring. Now, where were the other two?'
"What do you wish of me?" he called to them.
"We just want to talk to you."
"You have a tomb robber among you."
"Yes, but I assure you, he is harmless."
"I will 'talk' with all but the tomb robber."
"Alright."
"But first, you have to take a test."
"Alright. What do I do?"
"First, I ask you a question."
"The rest is clear. I know about the tests of the Millennium scale. Continue with your question."
"What do you want from me?" Ktara pondered how to answer the question for a moment.
"I want nothing from you in body. I just wish the use of your Millennium items for a while." The side of the scale without the feather went up into the air. The man frowned.
"Why do you want use of my items?"
"My friends and I are on a journey to collect all of the Millennium items, not to control the world as you think us to want, but because, when joined together, the Millennium items will grant me a body, so I do not have to wear a holographer around, to be seen." The featherless side again went up. The rest of the group had joined them by now.
"Alright. Come into my house. We will talk. But the tomb robber must stay out here." At that, everyone, but Y. Bakura entered the house, just as the sun set.
that night
The next day, they would hear Shadi's decision. Most everyone was asleep, or almost asleep. Everyone accept Ktara, whose mind kept wondering to Y. Bakura outside. He was still there, she could feel it.
[You worry too much. He'll be fine.]
{But he's all alone out there, the poor thing. He didn't bring anything to sleep on, either.}
[Ktara, stop worrying. He'll be fine.] Yata's mind suddenly went blank, and Ktara knew she'd fallen asleep.
No matter how she tried, Ktara couldn't sleep. Without thinking, she pulled up her sleeping bag, blankets, and pillow, slowly opened the door, and headed outside.
"Who's there?" a sharp whisper came from her left side.
"Yami Bakura? It's Ktara."
"What are _ you_ doing out here?"
"I came to keep you company." Ktara pulled out her flashlight, and settled her sleeping bag on the ground. "You're shivering."
"I'm fine."
"You'll catch your death out here."
"I said I'm fine!" But he was too cold to protest as she wrapped her blankets around the shivering boy. Hesitantly, he rested his head on her shoulder, and felt the warmth of her arms as she hugged him. She started slowly rocking him and humming a song. And, for the first time in his life, he cried. 'What is it about this girl? She seems so caring and sweet. Everyone else is mean to me, and hates me, not that I can blame them, but she came out here, in the cold, to keep me company. She gave up her blankets to me, and she comforts me. Why?'
"It's all right," she said in her angelic voice. "Let it all out."
a little while later
Y. Bakura's crying had quieted down to soft sobs.
"I hate not being able to be my own person!" he stated.
"Oh? Continue."
"Everyone always calls me Yami Bakura. They call Yugi's yami, Yami, and your yami you call Yata. So, why does everyone call me Yami Bakura?"
"Yata is my yami's Egyptian name. She asked me to call her by it. So, why don't you think of something you'd like to be called?"
"Okay. * YAWN * Ktara, could you stay with me, until I fall asleep?"
"Of course." Ktara continued rocking him and humming, and didn't break her embrace until she felt him go limp. Laying him down on her pillow and sleeping bag, she quickly kissed him on the cheek before she went back inside, as the first rays of sunlight lit the sky.
the next morning
As the group, including Shadi, began to leave, Ktara went to the front of them, along with an 'all-smiles' Y. Bakura.
"I have an announcement! Everyone, I'd like you to meet…."
End of Chapter Seven!
fairysphinx: Sorry I ended it there, guys, but I NEED HELP DECIDING ON A NAME FOR Y. BAKURA. I'VE NARROWED IT DOWN TO YUKO, YARO,YURI, OR YUKI. PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME WHICH NAME YOU LIKE BEST. I want a fair amount of votes, so chapter eight won't be up for a while. Well, see ya! Please review!
Isis, Shadi, and Malik: DIE, YOU EVIL BEING, DIE, DIE, DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! * chase after fairysphinx with ancient Egyptian weapons *.
fairysphinx: * runs for her life * In case you're wondering _ why _ they're chasing me, it's because when they showed up for the script writing, I told them I had no idea who they were, and to go away. They didn't like that too much. This idea was given to me by Night's Shadow. Thanks a lot, Night's Shadow. Bye everyone. AND PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!