Deorc Leoht
By Kaehimi
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
"The Voice Returns"
Bakura woke up, his head spinning. When he tried to sit up, stars appeared so he quickly sat down again. Bakura groaned and wondered how he had made it to his bed. Then he realized he was on the floor of the kitchen, in a pool of blood. He rolled over and managed to push himself to his knees. With the help of some chairs and the table, Bakura made his way to the bathroom, where he surveyed the damage his Yami had caused. Black eye, swollen lips, two cuts on his face, three deeper slices on his stomach, one huge slash on his left leg.
The hatred in his heart jumped at this chance to take over more of his kindness. 'You don't deserve this, who is he to inflict these injuries upon you?' It asked him. Bakura shook his head as he started to wash the blood away. He took a deep breath and tried to ignore the voice in his mind. 'Why are you trying to ignore me? I am not going to hurt you, I am trying to help you.' It whispered.
"Get out of my mind!" Bakura yelled, flinging his comb to the side in frustration.
'How can I? I am you.' It smiled, innocently. 'I am you.' It repeated, just to make sure Bakura understood.
'No, it can't be me.' Bakura thought, and grimaced as he put medicine on his cut. "Get away from me!" He shouted again.
'Oh, of course I am you, little hikari. I am you, nothing else. I am not your Yami, do not worry.' It said, and its voice was intoxicating.
Bakura shook his head to clear the thought from his head...
Yami Bakura's Point of View...
I could tell something was bothering Bakura. I could sense the confusion and fear flowing from his mind in great waves. I paced my Soul Room, the only place where I had privacy. Bakura thought that he had his Soul Room to himself, but I, being stronger than he, could enter it whenever I wished. I did so now.
I kicked down his door and looked at his Soul Room, which reflected his mind. I was a little surprised at how it had changed. Before, when I came to check on my weaker form, his room had been all white and light blue. Now, although most of it was light colors, in a corner, part of his Soul Room had been painted black and scarlet. I narrowed my eyes, what was he hiding from me?
I decided to find out. Being in Bakura's Soul Room also allowed me access to his mind.
Bakura's Point of View...
"Argh!" I pounded the sink in my aggravation. That annoying voice would not get out of my head! What did it want from me?
'Little hikari, as I said before, I only want to help you.' It grinned. 'Just relax and let me help you. I will kill Yami Bakura.'
I retrieved my comb and resumed brushing my silver hair. The voice just kept on rambling.
Yami Bakura's Point of View...
So that was what the black and scarlet was. A little hint of rebellion in Bakura's soul, eh? Well, I would just have to stamp out any ideas of freedom, wouldn't I? I only did not understand one thing- why didn't my reincarnation just give in to the rebellion that wanted so much to kill me?
I decided not to dwell on the thought too much, and returned to my Soul Room to ponder over the best punishment for revolt...