Fallen Angels - Chapter One
by Lady Armandina
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these wonderful Yu-gi-oh characters. Celesta, however, is an original character.
Author's Note: I realize that in the Japanese version, Bakura is the yami and Ryou is the aibou. However, I am only familiar with the American version and have grown a liking to calling Bakura the aibou, as that is what his name is in America. I appreciate those who have written to me to let me know of my 'mistake', but I assure you that it was not accidental, but was my choice to call Ryou the yami. I apologize for those of you who are confused by this, but it's just how I feel comfortable writing. I hope it doesn't discourage anyone from enjoying the story. Please let me know what all of you think! I love feedback! And thank you to those who have already reviewed!
~
It was Friday at 2:55 pm and the students of Domino City High School were almost free! Just another five minutes and it was time to head home, every student's favorite part of the week. And tonight was Halloween, which made this weekend even better for everyone. Mr. Chun's math class was getting extremely annoyed with the slow passing of time, especially one boy in particular-Mr. Joey Wheeler. Joey couldn't wait for the Halloween party he and his best friends were going to later that night. He was planning on going as a Medieval Knight and he had the costume special-made. He couldn't wait to show Yugi and Tristan, they were going to be so impressed! And best of all, a certain somebody was going to be at that party tonight.
'Aw, come on, clock,' he thought. 'can't you move any faster?'
"And so, class, for this weekend, just make sure you finish up the homework problems in Chapter 6, I'll be collecting them on Monday. That brings us to the end of class, so have a great weekend, and don't eat too much candy!"
The teacher barely finished his last sentence before the bell rang loudly, followed by a quick stampede of rushing students, lead on by Joey Wheeler. His best friend Yugi Motou followed shortly behind him.
"Hey, Joey! Wait up!"
"Woooo! Come on, Yug! It's time to parrrr-ty!"
The boys rushed outside to meet the rest of their friends, Tea, Tristan, and Bakura, all whom were sitting underneath the shade of a tree waiting for their friends. Tea was the first to notice her two friends had arrived.
"Hey Yugi, Joey."
"What's up, Tea?"
"Hey, everyone. All you all ready for the party tonight?"
"Yeah, Yugi. Do you have your costume all ready?"
"Yes I do, Tristan. Hey, what are you going as?"
Tristan stood up tall and flexed his 'muscles'. "I'm going as the mighty Hercules! The girls simply won't be able to resist!"
Joey was already laughing. "Resist you? That won't be hard at all for them to do once they see my costume!"
"Oh really now? And what are you going to dress up as tonight?"
"That, my friend, is a surprise! You'll see later on!"
Tristan and Tea both rolled their eyes while Yugi smiled on, noticing that Bakura seemed particularly quiet today.
"Hey Bakura, you're going tonight too, right?"
"Oh, yes, Yugi, I am. I am going to be a sorcerer."
"Wow, that sounds really cool. I can't wait to see what Grandpa thinks of all our costumes!"
"Well, come on guys," said Tea. "We should get going so that we can get ready early enough."
"Good idea, Tea. I will see you all later. I have some homework to get done before I get ready, anyway. We're meeting at 7 o'clock, then?"
"Yes, that's right Bakura."
"All right, then. I will see you all at 7!"
"See ya later, Buddy."
"Goodbye, Bakura."
"See ya tonight!"
"Hey, Bakura," called Yugi, running after Bakura. "Wait up one minute."
"Sure, Yugi, what is it?" Yugi caught up to Bakura and they walked side by side toward their homes.
"I had to ask you about that research paper in Ms. Sayuri's class. What have you decided to write yours on?"
"I've decided I want to do some research on different views of good versus evil. You know, with different philosophers and religion and stuff."
"Wow, that sounds like a lot of hard work."
"Not really, Yugi. I have been looking into it for quite some time. It's always been something I'm particularly interested in, so it doesn't exactly feel like homework to me."
'Good versus evil, hmmmm..' Thought Yugi, knowingly.
"Bakura, you aren't still feeling badly about your yami, are you? I know we have talked about this before."
Bakura appeared to be taken aback. "No, not exactly, Yugi. I mean, I guess it's always on my mind somehow. I just wonder if he really is as evil as he seems. His intentions do not seem to be very noble, but it's hard to believe that anyone could really be that evil."
"I know what you mean, Bakura. I was nervous about my Yami at first too. The power I felt inside me felt dark, evil somehow. Plus, I didn't like the idea that I wasn't in control of my own body. I never knew what I could be capable of."
"Yes, but your questions about him have been answered. He is not evil as you once feared. His intentions never seemed to be evil either. But my yami.he tried to kill you all, trap your souls in the shadow realm. He wants to rule the world, steal the seven Millenium items! This all makes me so uneasy about him. I can't stand the thought of hurting any of my friends again, or of hurting anyone at all for that matter."
"Yes, I understand." Yugi sympathized. "Well, if you need any help with your research, I'd be glad to help you out."
"Thank you, Yugi. I appreciate it."
"Just remember something, Bakura." Yugi said, stopping on the sidewalk so that he could look right into Bakura's face. "You are not responsible for his actions. You are a separate soul from him, a totally different person. You only inhabit the same body. You don't need to question your innocence in what he does. If he does turn out to be evil, you are not the evil one. I hope you know that."
"Thanks, Yugi. That means a lot. But please understand that I have to figure that out on my own."
"Sure Bakura." Said Yugi, feeling worried about his friend. Bakura claimed to always be fine, to be okay with all that he had been through lately with his yami, but Yugi knew better. There was something that Bakura held back from the others. He always seemed to be holding back somehow. Though he was always a kind and supportive friend, he kept his distance from the others in a way that Yugi could not really understand. He only hoped that Bakura remembered that they were there if he was ever in need of them. He hoped that Bakura could find answers in the research he was doing for his paper. The concept of good versus evil was definitely something that a lot of religions and philosophies talked about. Yugi hoped that somewhere, someone would have something encouraging to say about it that would help Bakura.
Before they knew it, they had arrived on the sidewalk outside Yugi's home. "Well, I guess I'll see you later, Bakura."
"Yes, Yugi, I'll see you at seven! Bye!"
The boys parted from each other and Bakura had only a few more blocks until he reached his home as well. Though he truly enjoyed Yugi's company, he was glad to be alone again. This gave him time to reflect about everything and to try to figure out exactly what it is that was going on inside his head lately. He knew he had to do something about his yami, he just didn't know what. Until he could control it, he felt dangerous toward his friends and it was best that he stayed away from them as much as possible. This was easier said than done, though. They all were so friendly and had always treated him with so much kindness. How could he just avoid them? They would be sure to feel insulted if he never came around them and refused all invitations to hang out after school. Besides, it was very lonely when he spent all his nights by himself and he looked forward to going to school every day so that he could do at least a little socializing. Everything was just so confusing. He didn't know what to do anymore and just wished that someone had the answers for him.
Once inside his house, he threw his backpack down on the floor in the living room and headed through the kitchen for some cookies. Let's see, he had to do some homework and finish sewing the last part of his Halloween costume before he could get ready for the party. It was now 3:20 and he was meeting the others at Yugi's at 7:00. That gave him plenty of time to sit and work on the research paper for awhile.
He sat down at the kitchen table and opened up the folder of research he had been collecting in the past week. Shoving a double-stuffed Oreo in his mouth, he flipped through some papers until he came to a page that he had highlighted a lot on.
The first part he had highlighted was an interpretation of a Bible passage. It said: "That which is performed with good intention is good, that which is performed with evil intention is evil."
What was that supposed to mean in his case? He never intended for anything bad to happen, yet somehow it still did. So his intentions were not evil, but the outcome usually was. This passage was not helping him at all, so he flipped through to another page.
The next was from Confucianism. It was describing 'mean' versus 'excellent' people, rather than good versus evil. Bakura read it anyway, it said: "Whosoever wishes to eliminate completely the sufferings of others through his own sufferings, that is the excellent person."
Well, this could be good. He knew that he would suffer anything if it meant saving his friends. Given the opportunity, he would help them no matter what, even if it hurt his self.
Liar! You know your true nature, yet are too much of a coward to face it!
'yami Bakura!'
Yes, it's me, you fool. What are you reading this ridiculous nonsense for when you know there is no use for it? You know who you are and denying it won't save your soul!
'No! I won't listen to you! You are separate from me! We are not the same person!'
Hah, and you would believe that ignorant fool, Yugi Motou? He is nothing more than a pawn for his yami as well, he just doesn't know it yet! You have much to learn, young Bakura! I will just have to teach you the hard way!
Bakura screamed as he felt a piercing pain in his head and crumpled to the ground, curling himself into fetal position on the floor.
By the way, I expect you to call me 'Ryou'.
Those were the last words Bakura heard as he felt himself slipping further and further away into the darkness. The fierce pain in his head began to fade into a dull numbness, and the light faded away into nothing. There was nothing here, just the sound of his own breathing and the feeling of a cold sweat over his entire body.
'No, not here again. No.not again.' Bakura whispered as he unwillingly slipped into unconsciousness.
~~
"Come on, Baki! Bet you can't catch me!"
He ran after the beautiful young girl with golden hair, streaming in the breeze. She always outran him, no matter how many times they played this game. It was okay, though. She was always so sweet about winning, and she never gloated.
"Wait up, Celesta! You know you are too fast for me!"
She was giggling now, running faster and faster until she ran out of breath. He caught up to her as she leaned against their favorite old oak tree, catching her breath again. As he got closer to her, she looked up at him with a smile that could lighten anyone's heart.
"You're so much fun to play with, Baki! I'm so glad you're my friend!" she said, firmly planting a little kiss on his cheek. He felt the color immediately rush to his face and he quickly looked down.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, uh, nothing at all."
"Good, then let's climb our tree and count the stars like we used to do last summer."
He smiled. "That sounds like a lot of fun."
~
That's it for now. I will update soon! Let me know what you think so far! --LA
by Lady Armandina
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these wonderful Yu-gi-oh characters. Celesta, however, is an original character.
Author's Note: I realize that in the Japanese version, Bakura is the yami and Ryou is the aibou. However, I am only familiar with the American version and have grown a liking to calling Bakura the aibou, as that is what his name is in America. I appreciate those who have written to me to let me know of my 'mistake', but I assure you that it was not accidental, but was my choice to call Ryou the yami. I apologize for those of you who are confused by this, but it's just how I feel comfortable writing. I hope it doesn't discourage anyone from enjoying the story. Please let me know what all of you think! I love feedback! And thank you to those who have already reviewed!
~
It was Friday at 2:55 pm and the students of Domino City High School were almost free! Just another five minutes and it was time to head home, every student's favorite part of the week. And tonight was Halloween, which made this weekend even better for everyone. Mr. Chun's math class was getting extremely annoyed with the slow passing of time, especially one boy in particular-Mr. Joey Wheeler. Joey couldn't wait for the Halloween party he and his best friends were going to later that night. He was planning on going as a Medieval Knight and he had the costume special-made. He couldn't wait to show Yugi and Tristan, they were going to be so impressed! And best of all, a certain somebody was going to be at that party tonight.
'Aw, come on, clock,' he thought. 'can't you move any faster?'
"And so, class, for this weekend, just make sure you finish up the homework problems in Chapter 6, I'll be collecting them on Monday. That brings us to the end of class, so have a great weekend, and don't eat too much candy!"
The teacher barely finished his last sentence before the bell rang loudly, followed by a quick stampede of rushing students, lead on by Joey Wheeler. His best friend Yugi Motou followed shortly behind him.
"Hey, Joey! Wait up!"
"Woooo! Come on, Yug! It's time to parrrr-ty!"
The boys rushed outside to meet the rest of their friends, Tea, Tristan, and Bakura, all whom were sitting underneath the shade of a tree waiting for their friends. Tea was the first to notice her two friends had arrived.
"Hey Yugi, Joey."
"What's up, Tea?"
"Hey, everyone. All you all ready for the party tonight?"
"Yeah, Yugi. Do you have your costume all ready?"
"Yes I do, Tristan. Hey, what are you going as?"
Tristan stood up tall and flexed his 'muscles'. "I'm going as the mighty Hercules! The girls simply won't be able to resist!"
Joey was already laughing. "Resist you? That won't be hard at all for them to do once they see my costume!"
"Oh really now? And what are you going to dress up as tonight?"
"That, my friend, is a surprise! You'll see later on!"
Tristan and Tea both rolled their eyes while Yugi smiled on, noticing that Bakura seemed particularly quiet today.
"Hey Bakura, you're going tonight too, right?"
"Oh, yes, Yugi, I am. I am going to be a sorcerer."
"Wow, that sounds really cool. I can't wait to see what Grandpa thinks of all our costumes!"
"Well, come on guys," said Tea. "We should get going so that we can get ready early enough."
"Good idea, Tea. I will see you all later. I have some homework to get done before I get ready, anyway. We're meeting at 7 o'clock, then?"
"Yes, that's right Bakura."
"All right, then. I will see you all at 7!"
"See ya later, Buddy."
"Goodbye, Bakura."
"See ya tonight!"
"Hey, Bakura," called Yugi, running after Bakura. "Wait up one minute."
"Sure, Yugi, what is it?" Yugi caught up to Bakura and they walked side by side toward their homes.
"I had to ask you about that research paper in Ms. Sayuri's class. What have you decided to write yours on?"
"I've decided I want to do some research on different views of good versus evil. You know, with different philosophers and religion and stuff."
"Wow, that sounds like a lot of hard work."
"Not really, Yugi. I have been looking into it for quite some time. It's always been something I'm particularly interested in, so it doesn't exactly feel like homework to me."
'Good versus evil, hmmmm..' Thought Yugi, knowingly.
"Bakura, you aren't still feeling badly about your yami, are you? I know we have talked about this before."
Bakura appeared to be taken aback. "No, not exactly, Yugi. I mean, I guess it's always on my mind somehow. I just wonder if he really is as evil as he seems. His intentions do not seem to be very noble, but it's hard to believe that anyone could really be that evil."
"I know what you mean, Bakura. I was nervous about my Yami at first too. The power I felt inside me felt dark, evil somehow. Plus, I didn't like the idea that I wasn't in control of my own body. I never knew what I could be capable of."
"Yes, but your questions about him have been answered. He is not evil as you once feared. His intentions never seemed to be evil either. But my yami.he tried to kill you all, trap your souls in the shadow realm. He wants to rule the world, steal the seven Millenium items! This all makes me so uneasy about him. I can't stand the thought of hurting any of my friends again, or of hurting anyone at all for that matter."
"Yes, I understand." Yugi sympathized. "Well, if you need any help with your research, I'd be glad to help you out."
"Thank you, Yugi. I appreciate it."
"Just remember something, Bakura." Yugi said, stopping on the sidewalk so that he could look right into Bakura's face. "You are not responsible for his actions. You are a separate soul from him, a totally different person. You only inhabit the same body. You don't need to question your innocence in what he does. If he does turn out to be evil, you are not the evil one. I hope you know that."
"Thanks, Yugi. That means a lot. But please understand that I have to figure that out on my own."
"Sure Bakura." Said Yugi, feeling worried about his friend. Bakura claimed to always be fine, to be okay with all that he had been through lately with his yami, but Yugi knew better. There was something that Bakura held back from the others. He always seemed to be holding back somehow. Though he was always a kind and supportive friend, he kept his distance from the others in a way that Yugi could not really understand. He only hoped that Bakura remembered that they were there if he was ever in need of them. He hoped that Bakura could find answers in the research he was doing for his paper. The concept of good versus evil was definitely something that a lot of religions and philosophies talked about. Yugi hoped that somewhere, someone would have something encouraging to say about it that would help Bakura.
Before they knew it, they had arrived on the sidewalk outside Yugi's home. "Well, I guess I'll see you later, Bakura."
"Yes, Yugi, I'll see you at seven! Bye!"
The boys parted from each other and Bakura had only a few more blocks until he reached his home as well. Though he truly enjoyed Yugi's company, he was glad to be alone again. This gave him time to reflect about everything and to try to figure out exactly what it is that was going on inside his head lately. He knew he had to do something about his yami, he just didn't know what. Until he could control it, he felt dangerous toward his friends and it was best that he stayed away from them as much as possible. This was easier said than done, though. They all were so friendly and had always treated him with so much kindness. How could he just avoid them? They would be sure to feel insulted if he never came around them and refused all invitations to hang out after school. Besides, it was very lonely when he spent all his nights by himself and he looked forward to going to school every day so that he could do at least a little socializing. Everything was just so confusing. He didn't know what to do anymore and just wished that someone had the answers for him.
Once inside his house, he threw his backpack down on the floor in the living room and headed through the kitchen for some cookies. Let's see, he had to do some homework and finish sewing the last part of his Halloween costume before he could get ready for the party. It was now 3:20 and he was meeting the others at Yugi's at 7:00. That gave him plenty of time to sit and work on the research paper for awhile.
He sat down at the kitchen table and opened up the folder of research he had been collecting in the past week. Shoving a double-stuffed Oreo in his mouth, he flipped through some papers until he came to a page that he had highlighted a lot on.
The first part he had highlighted was an interpretation of a Bible passage. It said: "That which is performed with good intention is good, that which is performed with evil intention is evil."
What was that supposed to mean in his case? He never intended for anything bad to happen, yet somehow it still did. So his intentions were not evil, but the outcome usually was. This passage was not helping him at all, so he flipped through to another page.
The next was from Confucianism. It was describing 'mean' versus 'excellent' people, rather than good versus evil. Bakura read it anyway, it said: "Whosoever wishes to eliminate completely the sufferings of others through his own sufferings, that is the excellent person."
Well, this could be good. He knew that he would suffer anything if it meant saving his friends. Given the opportunity, he would help them no matter what, even if it hurt his self.
Liar! You know your true nature, yet are too much of a coward to face it!
'yami Bakura!'
Yes, it's me, you fool. What are you reading this ridiculous nonsense for when you know there is no use for it? You know who you are and denying it won't save your soul!
'No! I won't listen to you! You are separate from me! We are not the same person!'
Hah, and you would believe that ignorant fool, Yugi Motou? He is nothing more than a pawn for his yami as well, he just doesn't know it yet! You have much to learn, young Bakura! I will just have to teach you the hard way!
Bakura screamed as he felt a piercing pain in his head and crumpled to the ground, curling himself into fetal position on the floor.
By the way, I expect you to call me 'Ryou'.
Those were the last words Bakura heard as he felt himself slipping further and further away into the darkness. The fierce pain in his head began to fade into a dull numbness, and the light faded away into nothing. There was nothing here, just the sound of his own breathing and the feeling of a cold sweat over his entire body.
'No, not here again. No.not again.' Bakura whispered as he unwillingly slipped into unconsciousness.
~~
"Come on, Baki! Bet you can't catch me!"
He ran after the beautiful young girl with golden hair, streaming in the breeze. She always outran him, no matter how many times they played this game. It was okay, though. She was always so sweet about winning, and she never gloated.
"Wait up, Celesta! You know you are too fast for me!"
She was giggling now, running faster and faster until she ran out of breath. He caught up to her as she leaned against their favorite old oak tree, catching her breath again. As he got closer to her, she looked up at him with a smile that could lighten anyone's heart.
"You're so much fun to play with, Baki! I'm so glad you're my friend!" she said, firmly planting a little kiss on his cheek. He felt the color immediately rush to his face and he quickly looked down.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, uh, nothing at all."
"Good, then let's climb our tree and count the stars like we used to do last summer."
He smiled. "That sounds like a lot of fun."
~
That's it for now. I will update soon! Let me know what you think so far! --LA