Wow! Thank you, everyone who reviewed, I'm so sorry that I didn't update
sooner. but you know, schoolwork = hellish toiling. bleah. Happily, I just
found my lost chapter skeletons, so I'm going to prepare several chapters
ahead! That way I can update sooner if people like the next chapter! (Am I
good or what?.) So now I put on some angsty music and start writing.
This is going to be a bit slow for the first few chapters, please bear with
it - I will make it worth the wait. and the reviews!!! ~____^
Ummm, also, my other story's fourth chapter is in development, and I believe it will be pretty long. I don't know if that matters to you though.
BTW
~~~~~~~~~~~~ is a scene change
------------------- the end or beginning of a chapter
//____// is a yami talking to his hikari
/____/ a hikari talking to his yami
"____" is a person talking to a person
'____' is a person thinking
Now, at a glance, here are the pairings. They're sort of complicated:
Seto/Anzu
Yami Bakura/Anzu
Bakura/Shizuka
Yami Yugi/Shizuka
Jounouchi/Mai
Oh, and if you don't know the Japanese names:
Seto = (duh,) Seto
Anzu = Te'a
Bakura = (duh again) Bakura
Shizuka = Serenity
Yami Yugi = Yugi's homicidal little friend who lives in the millennium puzzle and happens to like using dark magic on people
Mai = Mai
Jounouchi = Joey
Honda = Tristan
In the previous chapter, Bakura had a nightmare of the most frightening kind, and is now verging on a nervous breakdown. Yami Bakura is worried about his hikari, and is worried about the evil that he senses through Bakura. Now on to chapter 2:
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Chapter two: Something Evil this way comes.
"By the pricking of my thumbs, something evil this way comes."
Shakespeare's Macbeth
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Yami Bakura lifted his head from his arms at the frail beeping of Bakura's alarm clock. He had kept vigil at Bakura's side for the entire night, prepared to reawaken him if necessary. But it wasn't. Although Bakura appeared to be sleeping, his Yami sensed that he was shattering mentally, and could not - or would not sleep. Yami Bakura had been able to put his aibou's physical body in to a slumber of sorts, but until Bakura gathered his fragmentary psyche, it would be impossible for him to truly sleep.
In the course of the night; Yami Bakura had opened a window - both in an attempt to rid the room of its revolting smell, and to dispel the oppressive black fog.
The room was still dim, as the morning light had not yet fully entered, and the shadow caused by the pale glow from the open window cast a shroud-like pallor over the face of Bakura, who lay stiffly on his bed. The quivering light swelled and receded, as if a massive heart beat life into it, pulsing a cold radiance throughout Bakura's bedroom. The curtains coiled and twisted against each other, causing the light to twist and writhe; giving the illusion that Bakura was contorting his face into an agonized grimace.
Yami Bakura shuffled across the room, and shook his aibou cautiously, wincing at the coldness that permeated his hand when it came into contact with Bakura's flesh.
Bakura shifted slightly, and his Yami sensed his mental disintegration quicken. Fragments of thoughts or feelings, from the very beginning of Bakura's life now began to wash over Yami Bakura- an overwhelming dread began to enfold him, smothering his reason and darkening his mind. Panic soon followed; fear, terror, mental agony; these seemed prominent above all else in Bakura's memories and emotions. But one thing subsumed all other emotions, all other memories; an awareness of Evil, knowledge of the presence of Evil, of something powerful yet depraved. Chaotic yet hideously vivid images floated into his mind, nightmarish forms, grotesque landscapes; all these thoughts, images, and emotions writhed tortuously amongst themselves; merging into one another, pulsating sinuously; Yami Bakura felt as if a pit of venomous serpents had been released into his mind.
Bakura's eyes slid partially open; their pupils contracted. They were encompassed with brown; soft in the center, but morphing into a murky green as it spread outwards; merging with the shadowy grey circles underneath his eyes.
Bakura seemed to glance around the room with his sightless eyes, before his eyeballs rolled exhaustedly backwards in their sockets.
Yami Bakura stood silently for a moment, listening to the irregular breathing of his hikari, then reached out a hand and drew his eyelids shut.
He then exited the room, switching on the light as he left.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yugi slouched at his desk, chewing nervously on a pencil. Recently, his Yami had been having premonitions, sensing something evil and powerful approaching. Because of this, he had grown overprotective of Yugi. Normally, Yugi would find this exceedingly annoying, but over the past few weeks he had dreamt several nightmares- or almost nightmares, at least. His Yami always awakened him before he completely shifted into the dream.
In a way, he was acutely curious about the dream, wanting to experience the nightmare, but at the same time he was intensely afraid of what awaited him there. Even his Yami feared what lived in the dream, not just because it was strong, but because it was evil. Although his Yami was dark, there was, he insisted, a difference between darkness and evil. Light can create shadow, but good cannot create evil, because while darkness is merely a lack of light, both good and evil take a great deal of effort. Or so his Yami said.
"Yo, Yugi," said Jounouchi, taking a seat next to his friend, "you don' look so good. Whatsa matter?"
"Nothing," replied Yugi.
"Aw, come on, I've noticed that you never look down unless sometin's wrong."
"Yeah, very perceptive of you, Jouno," Tristan smirked as he took a seat near his friends, "I couldn't expect better."
"Why you."
"Heheheh."
"Guys, stop it," Anzu hissed sitting next to Yugi, "do you want to be sent to the principal?"
"Nah." they responded simultaneously.
Anzu rolled her eyes and glanced over the room... something didn't seem right. But maybe it was just her. She looked over the room again, when the cause of her uneasiness struck her.
"Hey, Yugi," she whispered to her friend, "Where's Bakura?"
"I dunno." he replied thoughtfully.
Class started, and the students began shifting their attention towards the teacher.
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Wow! I actually finished that! *pats self on back* I looovvveee Yami Bakura- but not as much as my Seto!
To everybody who reviewed, thank you! to those who haven't, please do!!! I will be eternally grateful, and also will be inspired to write more, post more frequently, and maybe start some new fics! Yup yup.
Thank you!
The next chapter will be up and a couple of Anzu/Seto hints may or may not be thrown! ~___^
If you review, chapter three will be posted sooner. I think I'm getting a bit redundant.
Keep a watch out for:
Chapter three: That silence where the birds are dead.
Reviewer responses: Thank you everyone who reviewed!
Heather the Great One: You're my first reviewer!!! AND you got my story title! Yay!
Anonymous: Ooooooh! A mystery reviewer?? Thank you so much for reviewing!
Millennia: You like my story??? ^____^ I like you!!! thanks!
To those who have read this but not reviewed yet. please R&R??? Its worth it! Sort of like going down the street and smiling at someone. It makes them keep going when their life begins to go to hell. So do a good deed! Teehee.
All you hafta do is press that little purple button right down (t (h (e (r (e (! \/
Ummm, also, my other story's fourth chapter is in development, and I believe it will be pretty long. I don't know if that matters to you though.
BTW
~~~~~~~~~~~~ is a scene change
------------------- the end or beginning of a chapter
//____// is a yami talking to his hikari
/____/ a hikari talking to his yami
"____" is a person talking to a person
'____' is a person thinking
Now, at a glance, here are the pairings. They're sort of complicated:
Seto/Anzu
Yami Bakura/Anzu
Bakura/Shizuka
Yami Yugi/Shizuka
Jounouchi/Mai
Oh, and if you don't know the Japanese names:
Seto = (duh,) Seto
Anzu = Te'a
Bakura = (duh again) Bakura
Shizuka = Serenity
Yami Yugi = Yugi's homicidal little friend who lives in the millennium puzzle and happens to like using dark magic on people
Mai = Mai
Jounouchi = Joey
Honda = Tristan
In the previous chapter, Bakura had a nightmare of the most frightening kind, and is now verging on a nervous breakdown. Yami Bakura is worried about his hikari, and is worried about the evil that he senses through Bakura. Now on to chapter 2:
--------------------------
Chapter two: Something Evil this way comes.
"By the pricking of my thumbs, something evil this way comes."
Shakespeare's Macbeth
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yami Bakura lifted his head from his arms at the frail beeping of Bakura's alarm clock. He had kept vigil at Bakura's side for the entire night, prepared to reawaken him if necessary. But it wasn't. Although Bakura appeared to be sleeping, his Yami sensed that he was shattering mentally, and could not - or would not sleep. Yami Bakura had been able to put his aibou's physical body in to a slumber of sorts, but until Bakura gathered his fragmentary psyche, it would be impossible for him to truly sleep.
In the course of the night; Yami Bakura had opened a window - both in an attempt to rid the room of its revolting smell, and to dispel the oppressive black fog.
The room was still dim, as the morning light had not yet fully entered, and the shadow caused by the pale glow from the open window cast a shroud-like pallor over the face of Bakura, who lay stiffly on his bed. The quivering light swelled and receded, as if a massive heart beat life into it, pulsing a cold radiance throughout Bakura's bedroom. The curtains coiled and twisted against each other, causing the light to twist and writhe; giving the illusion that Bakura was contorting his face into an agonized grimace.
Yami Bakura shuffled across the room, and shook his aibou cautiously, wincing at the coldness that permeated his hand when it came into contact with Bakura's flesh.
Bakura shifted slightly, and his Yami sensed his mental disintegration quicken. Fragments of thoughts or feelings, from the very beginning of Bakura's life now began to wash over Yami Bakura- an overwhelming dread began to enfold him, smothering his reason and darkening his mind. Panic soon followed; fear, terror, mental agony; these seemed prominent above all else in Bakura's memories and emotions. But one thing subsumed all other emotions, all other memories; an awareness of Evil, knowledge of the presence of Evil, of something powerful yet depraved. Chaotic yet hideously vivid images floated into his mind, nightmarish forms, grotesque landscapes; all these thoughts, images, and emotions writhed tortuously amongst themselves; merging into one another, pulsating sinuously; Yami Bakura felt as if a pit of venomous serpents had been released into his mind.
Bakura's eyes slid partially open; their pupils contracted. They were encompassed with brown; soft in the center, but morphing into a murky green as it spread outwards; merging with the shadowy grey circles underneath his eyes.
Bakura seemed to glance around the room with his sightless eyes, before his eyeballs rolled exhaustedly backwards in their sockets.
Yami Bakura stood silently for a moment, listening to the irregular breathing of his hikari, then reached out a hand and drew his eyelids shut.
He then exited the room, switching on the light as he left.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yugi slouched at his desk, chewing nervously on a pencil. Recently, his Yami had been having premonitions, sensing something evil and powerful approaching. Because of this, he had grown overprotective of Yugi. Normally, Yugi would find this exceedingly annoying, but over the past few weeks he had dreamt several nightmares- or almost nightmares, at least. His Yami always awakened him before he completely shifted into the dream.
In a way, he was acutely curious about the dream, wanting to experience the nightmare, but at the same time he was intensely afraid of what awaited him there. Even his Yami feared what lived in the dream, not just because it was strong, but because it was evil. Although his Yami was dark, there was, he insisted, a difference between darkness and evil. Light can create shadow, but good cannot create evil, because while darkness is merely a lack of light, both good and evil take a great deal of effort. Or so his Yami said.
"Yo, Yugi," said Jounouchi, taking a seat next to his friend, "you don' look so good. Whatsa matter?"
"Nothing," replied Yugi.
"Aw, come on, I've noticed that you never look down unless sometin's wrong."
"Yeah, very perceptive of you, Jouno," Tristan smirked as he took a seat near his friends, "I couldn't expect better."
"Why you."
"Heheheh."
"Guys, stop it," Anzu hissed sitting next to Yugi, "do you want to be sent to the principal?"
"Nah." they responded simultaneously.
Anzu rolled her eyes and glanced over the room... something didn't seem right. But maybe it was just her. She looked over the room again, when the cause of her uneasiness struck her.
"Hey, Yugi," she whispered to her friend, "Where's Bakura?"
"I dunno." he replied thoughtfully.
Class started, and the students began shifting their attention towards the teacher.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
-----------------------------
Wow! I actually finished that! *pats self on back* I looovvveee Yami Bakura- but not as much as my Seto!
To everybody who reviewed, thank you! to those who haven't, please do!!! I will be eternally grateful, and also will be inspired to write more, post more frequently, and maybe start some new fics! Yup yup.
Thank you!
The next chapter will be up and a couple of Anzu/Seto hints may or may not be thrown! ~___^
If you review, chapter three will be posted sooner. I think I'm getting a bit redundant.
Keep a watch out for:
Chapter three: That silence where the birds are dead.
Reviewer responses: Thank you everyone who reviewed!
Heather the Great One: You're my first reviewer!!! AND you got my story title! Yay!
Anonymous: Ooooooh! A mystery reviewer?? Thank you so much for reviewing!
Millennia: You like my story??? ^____^ I like you!!! thanks!
To those who have read this but not reviewed yet. please R&R??? Its worth it! Sort of like going down the street and smiling at someone. It makes them keep going when their life begins to go to hell. So do a good deed! Teehee.
All you hafta do is press that little purple button right down (t (h (e (r (e (! \/