Anzu's Yami
Chapter 6: Taking Care of Business
A.N. *sweatdrop* I have conflicting replies... well, it seems that some people want a love story, and others do not. Err... I'll try to please both sides... this definitely won't be all mushy; I think mushy love is boring, and I can't write romance stories very well anyway (because me + love = X_X). So... I'll try to make it somewhere in-between - I hope everyone likes it!!!
Disclaimer: No! No! NO!!!!!!!! I refuse to say it again! I WILL NOT DO ANY MORE FREAKING DISCLAIMERS!!!!! Everyone knows I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! by now, so what's the point of telling everyone what they already kn- ... ... ... ... ... ^_^' you know what, I think I just contradicted myself and did a disclaimer... but seriously, I don't know how much more of this I can take!
DEATH TO BLASTED DISCLAIMERS!!!!!
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For some reason, I couldn't sleep. Maybe it was because I had been unconscious for ten years... that's an awful long time to catch up on your z's. I think it had something more to do with my nerves. I didn't know how much more I could keep up this masquerade.
I sighed. My throat hurt from having to sound like my yami. I had had to carry out a ten-minute-long conversation with Yuugi on the helicopter ride home; not that it wasn't a pleasant conversation, of course - Yuugi was still a genuinely nice person - but having to smile for that long makes me insane. Gah. I couldn't wait to get rid of that stupid ditz.
Speaking of which, I still have to sort through my yami's memories of those so-called dreams... I thought. I need to find out more about Bakura's yami... and it's not like I have anything else to do...
I closed my eyes, and carefully viewed my yami's first . I discarded the useless emotions of fear, anger, sadness, and hope that my yami had mixed in with the facts of the actual event, and began to analyze the story.
My eyes shot open. I remember this!!! I thought. The words... I've heard them before. But... but how?
I smiled as the answer came to me. When my yami's soul had been transferred to her favourite card - the pathetically weak Magician of Faith - my own body's subconscious brain and memory had taken over. To my surprise, my own memory of the event was much clearer than hers; but then again, she had been captured in a card for most of the time. I had heard every word of the conversation. Amazing...
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, snapping me out of my trance. To my surprise, it was morning. I must have fallen asleep... I thought as I stood up, and ran to the front door clumsily. Opening the door, I said, remembering just in time to imitate my yami.
However, I found out that there had been no need to mask my voice. Anzu. It is time for us to finish our conversation. Bakura said. From his low voice and narrowed eyes, I could tell that his yami had taken him over.
I nodded, beckoning him to come in. He did so, and sat down on one of the living room's chairs. I blushed. Um... Bakura... this isn't exactly a good time for this. I... um... just woke up. I gotta get dressed... I mean, I'm still in my pajamas!
He scowled, but then nodded. I told you I was coming today. But go and dress; present-day humans seem very vain of such things... wearing the appropriate garbs...
I shrugged. If we were staying here, I wouldn't really care. But I don't think my parents are awake yet, and I don't want to disturb them... it would be better if we went out.
he replied, crossing his arms. But hurry up.
Running back to my room, I thought, that's not the only reason I want to leave here... I know he won't try anything in a public place. Darn! I wish I had had more time to review this information... ... ...I mean, what do I really know about this guy? For all I know, he'll separate my soul from my body, take the power and my yami, and leave me somewhere in the Shadow Realm... ... ...and what does he even want the Items for? Argh... ... ...but if I want to get rid of my yami, do I really have any other choice? If I only had more time... but I'll have to make do with what I have. There will be plenty of time for questions later.
A few minutes later, I emerged from my room, fully dressed and ready to go out. Yami Bakura stood up when I came in. Took you long enough. he muttered as I wrote a quick note telling my parents where I was going.
It was only eight o'clock, and while the streets weren't deserted, they weren't as crowded as I had hoped. After walking in relative silence for a bit, I decided to begin. Bakura? You... you wanted to know something? I asked.
Yes. And stop using your yami's voice; it annoys me as much as it does you. he replied.
I answered, partially relieved.
he said. He paused, and then turned to me. How is it possible that the yami of the Scales shares your body, if you do not possess the Scales themselves?
I looked at the ground. Umm... I'm not entirely sure of the details, but, when I was five... my parents took me to Ancient Egypt, and I followed these people... into this underground temple. There was this robed man, and this guy with long hair who has the Millennium Eye-
Rather, he had the Eye. Bakura interrupted, holding up the golden sphere (which was now bloodless) to demonstrate the validity of his correction. You speak of the man called Pegasus J. Crawford. And, if I understand your story correctly, I believe the robed man - the keeper of the Millennium Items - is known as Shadii. Go on.
Right... um, I witnessed Shadii test, um, Pegasus with the Millennium Eye. ... ...You're not going to put that thing into YOUR eye, are you? I asked suddenly.
He laughed darkly as he put the golden Item back into his pocket. No, I do not need to wear the Eye to harness its powers. I can use the magic of the Millennium Ring to channel its energy for my purposes.
I nodded my head thoughtfully. Well, when I was at the underground temple, I was... um... chased. You see, I wasn't supposed to be there... I was kind of spying. I was curious, you know?
Yami Bakura's expression did not change. I wondered if he had ever felt curiousity... or anything at all. Hastily, I continued, Well, I got found out... and I tried to get away, but I couldn't. Shadii tried to put a spell on me, to make me forget everything. I'm not sure if it worked - I remember everything now - but I do know that it was about this time that I came into contact with the Scales. Then, my yami took over... ... ...I just woke up yesterday. It's been ten years.
We had been walking for quite some time by now; we were in the heart of the city. My feet were getting tired, so I stopped walking, taking a moment to rest.
Obviously satisfied with my conclusion, Yami Bakura smiled. Interesting. Most interesting...
He turned and looked me straight in the eyes. The gaze he gave me was not cold, but it sent shivers up and down my spine, in a very... peculiar way. I wondered if he was somehow using the Millennium Eye to read my mind; however, I disposed of this idea, as the Eye was in his pocket. I focused hard on not trembling... somehow, I just couldn't pull my gaze away from his deep, dark, eyes.
Finally, he spoke. You wish to rid yourself of your yami, correct? I nodded my head, the spell broken. Then I will take the power of the Scales, and thus, your yami, from you. I believe we will both benefit from this deal... An icy smile formed on his lips as he gruffly took my arm and guided me into a deserted ally.
I can absorb the power of the Scales from your body directly into my Millennium Ring... he explained, laughing darkly. Stand still - it will hurt less!
As his Millennium Ring began to glow, I bit my lip nervously. I wasn't the least bit afraid of the pain: I had already anticipated it; how could a soul being ripped from my body not hurt? But there was something nagging me, something I could not shake...
Bakura! ... ... ...wait. I called, as he looked up, startled. I... I need to ask you, before I go through with this...
The glow from his Ring did not fade; this made me even more nervous. But I didn't back down. I couldn't. I had to know...
Why do you want the power of the Scales?
The question seemed to genuinely surprise him. The shimmering aura of the Ring disappeared, and his eyes met mine again, in that strange, mysterious way that you can't quite describe in words.
Yami Bakura spoke slowly, as if searching for the right words. I already... explained that... did I not?
I shook my head back and forth, though I never took my eyes off of his. No... you said - and I quote - I am a thief and a stealer of souls... and I have done terrible things in my quest to possess the Millennium Items. You do remember the legends, don't you? Whosoever wields all seven Millennium Items will possess power unimaginable.'
I smiled, knowing by the look on Yami Bakura's face that I had hit something. ...You said that to Yuugi's yami. I remember... in my subconscious. But what does that mean, Yami Bakura?
He opened his mouth, but for once, he seemed at a loss for words.
It's an old trick. I've used it many times myself. Your skill with manipulating words is extraordinary... you can make people believe things that you never said. From this... most people, like Yuugi and the others, come to the conclusion that you want the Millennium Items for power. ... .... ...But you never said that, did you? It's only inferred that that's why you want them. I can see through your charade.
I shrugged, noting the surprised and awed expression on Yami Bakura's face. But then again, who knows? Maybe you do want them to rule the world as a tyrant. But maybe... maybe you do not. I won't let my own selfish wish to get rid of my yami be the world's undoing. Before I let you take my yami... I must know. Why do you want the Items?
He blinked, once, twice, then finally regained control of his voice - though it was but a whisper. Anzu... ... ...
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^_^ Yup, I'm just gonna leave it. Don't you just hate me? *laughs evilly* I've already got ideas for the next chapter (not that I'm not open to any of you guys' ideas), and YES, there is a reason that Yami Bakura is so stunned. So don't yell at me for making him a bit out-of-character, okay?
Oh, yeah... sorry about the lack of updates. *curses biology reports, speeches and presentations on the Roman Empire (grr, they conquered Ancient Egypt!)* I'm trying... thanks for being patient!
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