"Never Too Far"
Chapter 1
A/N: I just wrote this.I don't know why, but if you like it, then I'll write more. So far, I have Y.Bakura/Yami coupling.
Warning: This is yaoi. If you don't understand what that means, it's boy x boy coupling, ok? If you don't like it, then get out.
dialogue in dreams Bakura's thoughts
Bakura.don't let me go.hold on to me.please.don't go.
The faint whisper of words awoke Bakura with a sudden start. Sweat was beading on his face, and he was breathing fast, in pants. It wasn't the first time he had heard that voice. He had heard the same voice for the past few weeks. Who could it be? It couldn't be anyone he knew, because the voice didn't sound anything like anyone he knew.
Bakura.help me.the voice whispered in his ear again. Frightened, Bakura looked around the room. No one else was there, except himself. "Who's there?" He cried out.
Bakura.promise me.This time the voice sounded as if it was coming from someone right next to him. "Promise you what? Who are you?" he cried again.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, there was an insane laugh and he could hear a knife stabbing someone repeatedly. Not only could he hear it, he could see it. The knife covered with blood after the murder, the slumped body slowly dying, and the murderer standing in front of the victim laughing. He couldn't see their faces, though. The surroundings were dark and foggy, and he couldn't see anything except for the moon's light glistening off the knife. The vision kept playing itself over and over again.
He watched as the assassin took out a gun and shot the victim several times after he had stabbed him. Then, the victim lay still, so still, that he was sure he/she was dead. Bakura just stood there, not believing what he had just witnessed. He had always the same nightmare for weeks, but this was the first time he had seen the murder. I can't be scared of just a thing like this.I've never been frightened since I was five.what's wrong with me? I've done worse things than this in the past.why is this dream keep haunting me?
Then, he saw him, the murderer turn around to face him. He was sure that the killer wouldn't be able to see him. Even he himself didn't know where he was. But the killer was walking towards him.with a gun in his hand.
You're next Bakura.and the killer raised his gun.
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" Bakura yelled, and the vision ended. His hands clutched onto his hair, trying to shake himself out of the frightful vision, as tears of distraught flowed down his face.
All of a sudden, the windows as well as the doors in his room flung open as fierce, cold wind blew in. Bakura heard that hysterical laugh again.I will hunt you down, Bakura.you cannot escape this time.then it was gone. The wind had calmed down, the windows closed on their own, and Bakura sat on his bed, terrified to death, that he couldn't move.
At once, after hearing Bakura scream, Yami and Ryou ran into Bakura's room. "Bakura, what's wrong?" Ryou asked as he yawned, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
Concerned for the younger light, Yami said, "Ryou, go back to sleep. You should get plenty of rest. I'll take care of Bakura. If I need you, I'll call you."
Ryou muttered, "Okay, good night Bakura. You, too, Yami," as he went back to his own room to sleep.
With Ryou gone, Yami turned and sat next to Bakura, whose face turned pale and sweat was beading down his face. Stroking the pale, small face with gentle hands, Yami turned Bakura's face towards him. Yami never had seen Bakura so scared before, that he would be trembling. He had never seen Bakura cry for anything. But now, tears were flowing down from his lover's beautiful almond shaped eyes, and he began to worry.
"Bakura, what's wrong? Tell me, I could help you. This has been happening every night for weeks. Bakura, don't keep secrets from me. Whatever it is, I'll try to help you, whichever way I can. You know I will. I love you Bakura.don't keep things from me. I'm beginning to worry about you," said Yami with concern, as he held Bakura close, stroking his back while his lover wept.
After a while, Bakura calmed down. Still holding tightly onto Yami, he said, "Yami. this isn't something that you can solve. I don't even know if they're real.but they know my name.the vision keeps on reappearing every night.I-I think I'm scared."
"Bakura.I don't even know what the problem is.how do you know I can't help you? I."
"Yami, listen to me. I don't even know if this thing is real. It's probably just another nightmare, but if it is some kind of a warning or something, then.I'll figure it out by myself. I don't need your help on this one, Yami," said Bakura, as he pulled away from Yami, quickly drying the last tears that flowed from his eyes.
Yami winced at the words, but soon smiled faintly to let Bakura know that he respected his wishes. "If that's what you want, Bakura, then I'll stand out of the way. But if you need any help, then you know that you can tell me." he said, as he got up from the bed to leave. Bakura just nodded and then Yami left the room, leaving Bakura in his room alone.
Not being able to go back to sleep, Bakura went over to open his window. The dark night was so calm, despite what happened just a few minutes ago, but it was so cold. He leaned over the windowsill and felt the gentle breeze of autumn rustle his hair.
He closed his eyes to think when he heard something. It sounded like someone screaming, but when he opened his eyes, he couldn't see anyone, nor hear the voice.
"I must be hallucinating." he muttered to himself. Getting tired, Bakura closed the window to try and get back to sleep. It was then that he noticed something that he never noticed before. There was a writing of red letters, written in neat letters, on his mirror.
"Where did this come from?" he said, as he went over to his mirror to examine what the red writings were. He got a little bit of the red liquid on his finger and looked at it closely. He could not believe what it was. It was blood. Where did this come from? He thought, as he frantically tried to think of answers. Getting nowhere, he looked at the message written on the mirror. It read:
By night the predator will get its prey, Dark will lay outside, also in the core of the predator, Excruciating pain will it provide, Sharp, flaming talons, gripping the prey at every limb, Prey screaming, but who's to hear?
You've left your comfort zone, Arriving right on time for my little trap, For revenge is my sole purpose of life, You scream and cry, but you are deaf to everyone else, I'll inject my poison into your body.
Count down, my little prey, 'til the time you die. Count every little minute, second, millisecond, For your time is soon over. I'll take you to my nest, off you my young will feast, Where no heart has ever escaped.
You're my prisoner from now, No heart, joy, tears, Instead, won't you now prefer darkness?
Only a shadow can nourish a shadow, But by sunlight, Your shadow will be gone, Lifeless, because soon, you'll join your beloved, Under the ground.
My little Bakura, can you guess what game I'm playing at?
Bakura's POV
I read the writing over and over again. I couldn't understand what it was trying to say to me. Who wrote this? It couldn't have been Yami or Ryou, because they left before the writing was even there. If this is blood, then where did it come from?
'Only a shadow can nourish a shadow.' What's that supposed to mean? This whole thing is confusing me. Wait a minute. But by sunlight / Your shadow will be gone, / Lifeless, because soon, you'll join your beloved, / Under the ground.My little Bakura, can you guess what game I'm playing at?'
"Yami."
Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat as I heard something that sounded like a loud screeching of a car. I just stood there, not knowing what to do when I heard the same sound about three more times.
"YAMI!" I yelled, as I ran to what seemed like miles away. My heart was pounding as if I ran for miles and miles. I didn't know where I was going, but my heart seemed to lead me there. All I knew is that Yami's life counted on my being there.
A/N: ^^;; I thought that was pretty confusing.I don't know. I just wrote it for some unknown reason because I was bored. Hope you liked it! Please R&R!
Chapter 1
A/N: I just wrote this.I don't know why, but if you like it, then I'll write more. So far, I have Y.Bakura/Yami coupling.
Warning: This is yaoi. If you don't understand what that means, it's boy x boy coupling, ok? If you don't like it, then get out.
dialogue in dreams Bakura's thoughts
Bakura.don't let me go.hold on to me.please.don't go.
The faint whisper of words awoke Bakura with a sudden start. Sweat was beading on his face, and he was breathing fast, in pants. It wasn't the first time he had heard that voice. He had heard the same voice for the past few weeks. Who could it be? It couldn't be anyone he knew, because the voice didn't sound anything like anyone he knew.
Bakura.help me.the voice whispered in his ear again. Frightened, Bakura looked around the room. No one else was there, except himself. "Who's there?" He cried out.
Bakura.promise me.This time the voice sounded as if it was coming from someone right next to him. "Promise you what? Who are you?" he cried again.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, there was an insane laugh and he could hear a knife stabbing someone repeatedly. Not only could he hear it, he could see it. The knife covered with blood after the murder, the slumped body slowly dying, and the murderer standing in front of the victim laughing. He couldn't see their faces, though. The surroundings were dark and foggy, and he couldn't see anything except for the moon's light glistening off the knife. The vision kept playing itself over and over again.
He watched as the assassin took out a gun and shot the victim several times after he had stabbed him. Then, the victim lay still, so still, that he was sure he/she was dead. Bakura just stood there, not believing what he had just witnessed. He had always the same nightmare for weeks, but this was the first time he had seen the murder. I can't be scared of just a thing like this.I've never been frightened since I was five.what's wrong with me? I've done worse things than this in the past.why is this dream keep haunting me?
Then, he saw him, the murderer turn around to face him. He was sure that the killer wouldn't be able to see him. Even he himself didn't know where he was. But the killer was walking towards him.with a gun in his hand.
You're next Bakura.and the killer raised his gun.
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" Bakura yelled, and the vision ended. His hands clutched onto his hair, trying to shake himself out of the frightful vision, as tears of distraught flowed down his face.
All of a sudden, the windows as well as the doors in his room flung open as fierce, cold wind blew in. Bakura heard that hysterical laugh again.I will hunt you down, Bakura.you cannot escape this time.then it was gone. The wind had calmed down, the windows closed on their own, and Bakura sat on his bed, terrified to death, that he couldn't move.
At once, after hearing Bakura scream, Yami and Ryou ran into Bakura's room. "Bakura, what's wrong?" Ryou asked as he yawned, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
Concerned for the younger light, Yami said, "Ryou, go back to sleep. You should get plenty of rest. I'll take care of Bakura. If I need you, I'll call you."
Ryou muttered, "Okay, good night Bakura. You, too, Yami," as he went back to his own room to sleep.
With Ryou gone, Yami turned and sat next to Bakura, whose face turned pale and sweat was beading down his face. Stroking the pale, small face with gentle hands, Yami turned Bakura's face towards him. Yami never had seen Bakura so scared before, that he would be trembling. He had never seen Bakura cry for anything. But now, tears were flowing down from his lover's beautiful almond shaped eyes, and he began to worry.
"Bakura, what's wrong? Tell me, I could help you. This has been happening every night for weeks. Bakura, don't keep secrets from me. Whatever it is, I'll try to help you, whichever way I can. You know I will. I love you Bakura.don't keep things from me. I'm beginning to worry about you," said Yami with concern, as he held Bakura close, stroking his back while his lover wept.
After a while, Bakura calmed down. Still holding tightly onto Yami, he said, "Yami. this isn't something that you can solve. I don't even know if they're real.but they know my name.the vision keeps on reappearing every night.I-I think I'm scared."
"Bakura.I don't even know what the problem is.how do you know I can't help you? I."
"Yami, listen to me. I don't even know if this thing is real. It's probably just another nightmare, but if it is some kind of a warning or something, then.I'll figure it out by myself. I don't need your help on this one, Yami," said Bakura, as he pulled away from Yami, quickly drying the last tears that flowed from his eyes.
Yami winced at the words, but soon smiled faintly to let Bakura know that he respected his wishes. "If that's what you want, Bakura, then I'll stand out of the way. But if you need any help, then you know that you can tell me." he said, as he got up from the bed to leave. Bakura just nodded and then Yami left the room, leaving Bakura in his room alone.
Not being able to go back to sleep, Bakura went over to open his window. The dark night was so calm, despite what happened just a few minutes ago, but it was so cold. He leaned over the windowsill and felt the gentle breeze of autumn rustle his hair.
He closed his eyes to think when he heard something. It sounded like someone screaming, but when he opened his eyes, he couldn't see anyone, nor hear the voice.
"I must be hallucinating." he muttered to himself. Getting tired, Bakura closed the window to try and get back to sleep. It was then that he noticed something that he never noticed before. There was a writing of red letters, written in neat letters, on his mirror.
"Where did this come from?" he said, as he went over to his mirror to examine what the red writings were. He got a little bit of the red liquid on his finger and looked at it closely. He could not believe what it was. It was blood. Where did this come from? He thought, as he frantically tried to think of answers. Getting nowhere, he looked at the message written on the mirror. It read:
By night the predator will get its prey, Dark will lay outside, also in the core of the predator, Excruciating pain will it provide, Sharp, flaming talons, gripping the prey at every limb, Prey screaming, but who's to hear?
You've left your comfort zone, Arriving right on time for my little trap, For revenge is my sole purpose of life, You scream and cry, but you are deaf to everyone else, I'll inject my poison into your body.
Count down, my little prey, 'til the time you die. Count every little minute, second, millisecond, For your time is soon over. I'll take you to my nest, off you my young will feast, Where no heart has ever escaped.
You're my prisoner from now, No heart, joy, tears, Instead, won't you now prefer darkness?
Only a shadow can nourish a shadow, But by sunlight, Your shadow will be gone, Lifeless, because soon, you'll join your beloved, Under the ground.
My little Bakura, can you guess what game I'm playing at?
Bakura's POV
I read the writing over and over again. I couldn't understand what it was trying to say to me. Who wrote this? It couldn't have been Yami or Ryou, because they left before the writing was even there. If this is blood, then where did it come from?
'Only a shadow can nourish a shadow.' What's that supposed to mean? This whole thing is confusing me. Wait a minute. But by sunlight / Your shadow will be gone, / Lifeless, because soon, you'll join your beloved, / Under the ground.My little Bakura, can you guess what game I'm playing at?'
"Yami."
Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat as I heard something that sounded like a loud screeching of a car. I just stood there, not knowing what to do when I heard the same sound about three more times.
"YAMI!" I yelled, as I ran to what seemed like miles away. My heart was pounding as if I ran for miles and miles. I didn't know where I was going, but my heart seemed to lead me there. All I knew is that Yami's life counted on my being there.
A/N: ^^;; I thought that was pretty confusing.I don't know. I just wrote it for some unknown reason because I was bored. Hope you liked it! Please R&R!