Chapter 5: The Devil White

A.N. Sorry I haven't updated this for awhile. Life's hectic, etc., etc. I'll try to get up a new chapter at least once a week, but I can't promise. Thanks for being patient.

Disclaimer: RA!!!!! I can't take this anymore. I DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH!!!!!!!!! DUH!!! I am so sick of writing these things I could puke. Just THINKING about writing disclaimers makes me want to puke. *Starts pulling hair out of head* Gahh... I'm gonna go bald soon!!! Death to disclaimers!!!

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a brown-haired boy in a trench coat called out to me. After searching my yami's memory banks, I found his name was Honda, and that the tall, blonde-haired boy was Jounouchi. The man in the pilot's seat of a helicopter - Seto Kaiba - and a little boy - Seto's brother, Mokuba - were doing a preflight check. I already knew the last member of our party. Yuugi Motoh. He was still short, but he seemed the same as I first remembered him when I was three. Though, I must admit, I'd only been back in my body for a matter of about thirty seconds. Aren't you coming? Honda inquired.

I nodded, and ran forward clumsily. I never knew it could be so hard to just move - I was older, taller, and more mature, so my center of gravity was different. There's nothing like being out-of-it for ten years. I hoped it didn't show - I didn't want to tell these about my yami just yet. Because they knew my yami, and liked her (ugh), the guys would most likely want her back. And with them and her both working against me, I'd never get my body back...

Hold on! Yuugi cried. Where's... where's Bakura? Wasn't he right behind you, Anzu?

Bakura? Oh yes, the white-haired one. Um... I'm not sure, guys... I answered, trying to talk in that bubbly way my yami did. Er... I'll go look for him! He's got to be around here somewhere. I'll be right back! Ugh, just attempting to sound like that dolt was painful.

I turned around, and ran back the way I came. I vaguely remembered Jounouchi and Honda from kindergarten, but I'd never met Bakura. Not that it mattered... I just wanted to get away, get some breathing room... it felt so good, yet so strange, to be back in my old body once again.

I didn't have much time alone, though. As I turned into the courtyard, I spotted the white-haired boy. He was facing sideways, so he didn't see me, but I saw him. And when I realized what he was doing, I nearly had a heart attack.

Laughing darkly to himself, Bakura was licking some apparently fresh blood off of a golden globe, which I immediately recognized as the Millennium Eye. How he'd got it, I wasn't sure, and I wasn't certain I really wanted to know. What surprised me even more was that, around his neck, he was wearing another Millennium Item - the one that I had seen above the Scales in that robed man's underground lair. Upon searching my memories, I found it was called the Millennium Ring. While I was confused, one thing was apparent - he was collecting the Millennium Items. And I could use that to my advantage...

I said, making sure to sound like my yami.

He spun around quickly, putting the Eye in his pocket. The dark look had disappeared from his eyes, though he seemed rather nervous. Anzu! Oh, yes, I was just coming... he said, and I noticed he had a British accent. I could see him trying to come up with an excuse for what I had just witnessed.

I sighed. I didn't have time for this; we had to get back to the helicopter without arousing suspicion. Bakura would also need to find out what was going on, sooner or later, if I was going to find a way to loose my yami.

Suddenly, his ring started to glow with an eerie light, and one of the triangular-shaped pointers aimed right at me. A look that was a cross between surprise, puzzlement, and joy appeared on Bakura's face.

I shook my head. Bakura. I'm not dumb. You want the Millennium Items. I'm don't know why, and quite frankly, I don't care.

He managed to narrow his eyes and look surprised at the same time. And... you have one? he said, though he made it sound more like a fact than a question.

Noting that his voice had become deeper, and his hair had become just a little more unruly, I smiled. Apparently, my stupid yami hadn't realized that this boy, Bakura, did in fact have a dark side of his own. Dreams, my foot. She was dumber than she acted - if that were even possible. Yes and no. I don't possess an Item... but I do possess the power of the Millennium Scales. I finished bitterly.

He smiled icily; I could tell my story intrigued him. Then I suppose that I will have to take that power from you. he replied.

Now it was my turn to smile. And how do you propose to do that? I asked.

I will separate your soul from your body. The power will be mine for the taking. he replied.

I raised an eyebrow. Oh? Then why did you not take it before now, if it were that easy? I inquired.

I did not know you possessed the power of the Scales. he answered. ...I also do not know why you told me, if you knew I would only strip you of its power.

Simple enough. I said. I don't want my yami. All I want is my body back.

If he wasn't surprised before, he certainly was now. Your... yami? You have a yami? His eyebrows narrowed again. Why has she not yet emerged?

I laughed. She has emerged. In fact, she is the one that has been controlling my body for ten years... Through a strange twist of fate, she managed to take over my body. But her days are numbered! I can't take that happy, annoying, cheerleader. Just thinking about her makes me want to throw up. She's currently unconscious in her soul room; I knocked her out after I woke up. You see, I had-

There you guys are! Yuugi cried as he ran into the courtyard. I could sense a change in Bakura - his hair seemed less ruffled, and his eyes were wider, and more innocent. I did a double take - somehow, Bakura had also gotten his Millennium Ring to disappear. Yuugi, running up to us, had a confused look on his face. What's taking so long? Is something the matter? What's up?

Think fast, Anzu... My mind raced. Before I could come up with an answer, Bakura smiled and said, Oh, Anzu and I were looking for a card that I had dropped. We found it a moment ago - we're ready to leave now.

Amazing. I don't know if that was Bakura or his yami, but I had never heard anyone lie so smoothly. It was almost inspiring, actually. I nodded my head in agreement with Bakura's statement, unable to think of anything else to say. Yuugi just shrugged, and answered, Okay - but we've got to hurry! We've been waiting for you guys - Kaiba's getting pretty impatient. The helicopter will take off with out us, if we don't hurry!

Bakura and I nodded. Let's go, then! I answered, giving my best yami-sweet smile. Yuugi grinned, and for a moment, I almost felt bad for lying to the innocent youth. He had been the only one who had treated me like a decent person, as a child...

My thoughts evaporated as we reached the landing pad. Yuugi climbed in first, then Bakura. Unsure how to board the helicopter, I hesitated. Bakura, seeing my dilemma, offered me his hand. I took it, still uncertain. To my surprise, Bakura pulled me close. He leaned forward, and whispered in my ear as I climbed aboard, I'll see you tomorrow. I want the power, and you want to be rid of it. We can both get what we want.

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I have about twenty different ideas of where this story could go... what do you guys think? Romance? Adventure? Death? Please R&R!