Sleeping Dreams
Not Your Hikari Anymore
School finally ended. Normally I love school; it gives me a reasonable excuse for not wanting to stay home with Bakura. But lately he's been worrying me. School seemed to drag on, for two reasons. First, I was worried about Bakura, and second I kept on getting this really eerie feeling inside. I only hope he keeps the 'not-beat-up-Ryou' attitude. Sighing I walked home.
Yugi had been worried about me. I guess it's because my mind had kept wandering today… And when he tapped me on the shoulder to wake me from my thoughts I gave a little yelp. He hadn't touched me hard, but it still hurt. I have yet to tell Yugi about my beatings but I keep putting it off. I don't really want to- but then again sometimes I long to talk to someone about it. Wanna know the reasons. Well I'll tell you anyway. First, Bakura doesn't like Yugi's yami- and if I went to them I'd probably end up doubled over in pain by the afternoon. And second- and foremost, I hope that Bakura will change. I don't want my friends to resent him after he changes. I couldn't resist sighing, it might take awhile to happen. But I still believe it would.
After a couple minutes of walking I reached my house. Opening my door silently I walked in. Huh, no Bakura? I went into my room and dropped my school bag. Taking off my jacket I went to the closet. It was still open. Sighing I put my jacket in and closed the door, I should have done that this morning. Only the door didn't close. Something was in the way. I looked down to see that little brown box. Taking a few steps back I started to breathe hard.
Last night… last night really happened! I took a few more steps back, not wanting to believe it. My eyes never left the package as I tried to place where it came from. Then, suddenly I had it. That particular parcel was delivered about two and a half weeks ago! It was one of the numerous things my dad sent back to the house from his trips to Egypt. Finally an understanding came over me.
I wanted to call to Bakura, but decided against it. There was no guarantee that he'd accept me disturbing him without a good reason. Heck, even if I had a good reason… Besides having a suspicion that one of my dads' parcels was evil and trying to possess me is NOT a valid reason for disturbing him… if he was even home. Moreover it wasn't really believable.
But now I just had to know. Curiosity taking place of my fear I took those few steps forward. Bending down I picked up the parcel. So far, so good. I had already ripped the package wide open so I just stared at it's content. I was being careful not to actually touch it. Inside was an item not unlike my own Ring. Though it was definitely not a millennium item. The item in question was gold- like my Ring. But the shape… it looked like a demented backward Two stuck on a semi-long stick.
(Uh, anyone got a magnifying glass 'cos that's what the mysterious item looks like. I just can't seem to enlarge it. I'll see what I can do about it though.)
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Looking at it I suddenly had an urge to reach down and touch it. 'No,' I told myself. But the urge got stronger, and even stronger still. Touch the item, hikarii. TOUCH the item! Hikarii…
That voice. It's the same voice from my dream last night. I pulled my arm away. 'No.' Touch the item, hikarii. TOUCH THE ITEM! Hikarii… "NO!"
TOUCH IT! TOUCH THE HAMZA!
That feeling again. The feeling that an alien force had entered by body. No- just controlling my body. It wasn't in me. I could still resist. But I was losing. Why did I have to look in the box? Why. I shouldn't have been tempted.
I needed help, so I did the only thing I could. "BAKURA!" No answer. "BAKURA, BAKURA HELP ME!" I was starting to panic. "HELP!" But it was too late. My hand had already wrapped around the Hamza.
Slowly, from my hand the spirits control wrapped around me. Bit by bit it engulfed me. And the first thing I heard was an evil laugh. I shuddered inwardly. I felt as it pushed my spirit back. It shoved me away to the farthest recesses of my mind. Control was no longer mine. I felt so alone. And the worst part of this experience was that I could feel the loathing that this spirit had for my yami. Bakura… Oh- that did not feel right. I'm… not sure if I can still reach him. My gut twisted.
Bakura's POV
Ryou had long since left for school. And I couldn't help but worry about him. I didn't want to worry about such a pitiful hikari, but I was. It was that faint sense of evil I felt coming from him, that, and the fact that for one brief moment our connection was broken. The only word to describe how I felt at that time was 'alone.' So alone. I guess I was taking hikari for granted, but if all he's good for is to complete my soul then just keeping him alive should be good enough. He should be honoured that I found another use for him.
…But. Why do I suddenly feel guilty for how I treated him? Pushing that thought away I concentrated on other matters. Like pizza. I picked up the phone and dialled the local pizza place. Ordering one medium pizza with pepperoni and extra cheese. Once delivered I took great pleasure in having some fun with the delivery boy. Having the power to make cards come alive has some advantages after all. Besides- the Man-Eating bug allows me to have free pizza whenever I want. Smiling I sat down on the couch to eat.
My thoughts drifted back to my recent-night nightmares. I still had no idea who was giving me the dreams. And I think whoever it is, is after my hikari. Or, is working with my hikari against me. That thought made my mad. Really mad. Sure Ryou was basically useless, but if he was working against me… well let's just say that what I've done to him so far will pale in comparison to what I'd do. I smiled, but it quickly vanished.
Shaking my head I somehow knew Ryou wouldn't turn against me. Sighing I pondered about his actions as of late. He could be in trouble. He did try to be near me that one night- even after what I did to him. The thought that someone- other then me that is, was hurting Ryou infuriated me. I seethed. I only hope I could somehow hurt whoever it was.
Eventually I heard Ryou enter the house. I searched his soul. Nothing seemed to be wrong so far. Not knowing how to figure out what was wrong with the boy, without punching it out of him, I simply waited for him to enter the living room. I would try to figure this out… peacefully. After all, I didn't hate Ryou. He just got on my nerves. And if I wanted an honest answer, well… beating him wouldn't be wrong. But I just didn't feel like hurting him. Odd. Well, whatever then.
Ryou had gone into his room and was on the way to the closet. So predictable. But for some reason he stopped. Why on earth would he stop? Didn't he know I was waiting for him! Ryou was already on my nerves. All thoughts of peace sub-sided from my mind. Controlling my anger I waited for him to finish with whatever was so important.
Then I felt it. That flicker between us again. Like our souls were a burning candle, and all you needed to do was blow out the flame to separate us. Curious, but worried, I stood up.
"BAKURA!"
It was Ryou! Was he in danger?
"BAKURA, BAKURA HELP ME!"
I raced across the living room.
"HELP!"
Passed the Kitchen and into the hallway.
I stared shocked at what I saw. Ryou was crouched on the ground. An empty box lay on the floor next to him. I tried to reach him mentally. /Ryou/ But got no answer. /Ryou, what's wrong/ No answer.
Ryou (with his back turned) started to laugh. It was not a pleasant laugh. Of course I had never heard him laugh before, but that definitely wasn't it. He stood slowly. Back still turned to me. /Ryou/ I couldn't feel him. I COULDN'T FEEL HIM! My heart, it felt… so empty. Where was my hikari? The dark energy now radiated from Ryou's body.
"Who are you!" I demanded.
The figure was still laughing. I shuddered. I HATE that laugh. He turned to face me. My heart skipped a beat. It was still Ryou but, but it just didn't look like him. His eyes glowed red and his normally soft features were hard and… un-caring. In fact it looked like an eviler version of me! He smirked.
"Tsk, tsk, Bakura. Don't you remember me. I warned you to be wary of your hikarii."
"Ryou…"
"He can't hear you, fool! He's lost to you now. He's mine!"
This was hard for me to contemplate. This couldn't be! Ryou was my hikari. Nobody else's! I never thought anybody would want him. He's mine! My world was turning upside down. Too lost to notice the fist heading at my face I fell with a thud to the ground. The spirit just hovered over me. Taunting.
"Ryou is relishing in this you know. I can feel his excitement raising."
"No." I muttered. Getting up I aimed a punch at Ryou's stomach. He doubled over. "Get out of there, spirit! It's obvious your quarrel's with me!" I kicked his leg while he was down."
The spirit just smiled. "Go ahead. Beat me all you want. It's not my body." The spirit just laid there. "Hurt me- hurt him. He can feel it you know. Every ounce of pain that you inflict on this body."
Heh. "Spirit. That body is bruised to the extent that Ryou could barely move-" as I was saying that the pain I had caused Ryou suddenly (finally) sunk in. "So why would I care." Though, terrors and horrors, I think- I think I did care. I no longer wanted to hurt Ryou… but I had to free him somehow… "Sorry Ryou. For what I'm about to do."
The spirit looked up with amusement in his voice. "Don't be. He's not routing for you. He hates you. H-E H-A-T-E-S Y-O-U!"
NO! Ryou couldn't- wouldn't. He was suppose too... DAMN IT! This was too much. He was my hikari. I got him, he was given to me, and he was mine, he wouldn't betry me, that's just not how Ryou is, he… he… For the first time in my life I didn't want to fight. Why should I? Ryou doesn't want me… why would he? My soul felt like it was ripped in half. This was too much. How could I deal with this!
I turned and ran from the house.
Coward.
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