Bloodied White Cross

By Origami Hoshi and Spinel Sun

Disclaimer: … That's it!! It's final. I don't own the dang animes, alright?!?! ARUGH!!! Grumble grumble grumble..

Chapter 6: Without the Light

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Ori: AUUUUGHH!!! I'm so mad. I was typing up this chapter and SOMEONE decided to close my window before I finished!! -=glares around suspiciously=-

Suppi: Ori-chan, calm down!! -=strokes Ori's back=-

Ori: AUUUUUUGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! Now I have to start all over again!! -=cries in frustration=-

Suppi: -=shakes head=- You know, I was helping too!

Ori: Yeah.. but I get to be more mad then you because it was at my house.

Suppi: Oh alright. -=shrugs=-

Ori: Anyways, I'm REALLY not in the mood to answer reviews today! I'm sorry. If you want a reply, just e-mail me at , kay?

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"Lalalalala…Mary had a little spider who dropped down beside her and went over the moon with a cow.."

A little song drifted down the dark hallways and creeped in through the slightly open door to Marik's tired ears. He lifted his violet eyes from the ground and looked up as the soft sound of footsteps came closer to his prison. The footsteps suddenly stopped and the door opened slowly, light from the corridor chasing the shadows of the room away. The song stopped as a blonde head stuck itself into the room, a concerned expression written plainly.

"Marik, are you alright? You're not mad at me anymore right? So we can play? Seto-bro didn't want to play with me. Onegai, tell me you aren't mad at me anymore. I really don't like it when people get mad at me. I'm sorry. Are you not mad now?", Kiram asked, rapidly firing questions at the tired Hikari.

"No, I'm not mad at you…", muttered Marik, focusing his gaze on the clone as 'it'  walked farther into the room.

The standing assasin paused a fraction of a second and decided to sit down crosslegged infront of the original as he had before. The strangely different blue eyes of Kiram seemed to sparkle as he grinned, rather pleased that he had not offened his captive.

"So, we're friends then? That's great", commented Kiram, making the shortest speech of his short exsistance.

"Yeah. I guess", replied a tired Marik in a slightly annoyed voice, hinting, "Though, I say, it's rather hard to be friends while you're tied up in the middle of a dark empty room where you can hardly see anything."

The other bit his lip, causing it to turn slightly white where pressure was applied. He slowly nodded his blonde head to himself , then slowly raised his hand.

"I'm sorry. I should have thought of this earlier", another short speech. Dangerously short.

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Run, run, run…

The single verb pounded in code name Serpent's head as he zipped gracefully down the hallways, turning and twisting…. He didn't even know where he was going… All he knew was one thing..

Run, run, run…

Bwap.

Run and watch, run and watch…


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(Ori: Btw, by now, Seto has returned. ^^ )

Jou shivered on the floor… So cold… He convulsively clutched at his only shred of warmth. The blue jacket. The one Seto had given him. But, of course, he didn't know that.. All he knew was extreame cold… So so very cold…

"You're ill", commented a rather serious voice, "Suffering from a fever. You must've been allergic to something in the sedative."

The blonde squinted at the figure sitting by him. He could barely make out brown hair and … purple? No.. no.. Blue. Blue eyes… His head burned like fire and his vision was clouded…

"S-sedative…?", the Hikari choked out, coughing slightly and attempting to sit up  "W-w-who are… you? W-where-"

"Silence. You talk too much already."

Jou felt a cool hand touch his forehead, causing him to shudders lightly.. Cold… So very very cold… Warmth..

"You're burning", the same voice spoke again, "High fever."

"Cold…", muttered Jou, curling up under the jacket that provided what seemed like the only heat in the world.

"Hn", was the only reply.

The assasin just shivered and clung tightly to the blue article of clothing like it was the most precious thing in the world. He felt so cold… Although his body was on fire and smal beads of sweat drailed down his face.

"O-onegai.. cold…"

"Be quite", snapped Seto, glaring at his prisoner who was again squinting at him through fever clouded eyes, "What do you mean cold? You must be over a hundred degrees!"

"Cold", the same word again. And again. How cold could one person get? Very cold. Extreamly cold.

"Enough. It's rather clear that you are cold…"

Seto carefully brushed some strand of blonde hair away from the pale face of Jounouchi Katsuya. He paused for a moment, looking down at the teenage assasin. His breath came in soft pants from slightly parted lips, eyes foggy and unclear… Inside himself, he just wanted to… to..

"C-c-cold…", Jou whispered, returning the steady gaze of Doctor Genji's home-made creation.

"What do you expect me to do? Hug you?"

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In the darkness of the shadowed room, a blue eyed clone held a sick boy close to himself. A lonely clone. A lonely boy.

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Not even pausing to rub his head or exclaim in pain, Yuugi jumped back, whipping out four darts on instinct. Whatever it was he had run into, it most likely poised a threat. And he had been threatened too many times in one day, thank you very much.

"Whoa, Serpent-kun, put the darts down, onegai?", a slightly breathless voice asked, signifying that the speaker had been running almost as fast as Yuugi had been, "I really don't feel like getting pinned right now."

"Naga-kun!! Kami-sama, are you alright? That guy looked like a tough opponent…", cried the shorter, thoroughly relieved at the fact that he was staring into deep brown eyes instead of peircing… cloned.. crimson orbs…

"I'm fine, but…"

"What about the others? Have you heard from them?", continued Yuugi, putting his darts away, fumbling slightly in his adrenaline rush.

"Serpent, listen to me. I'm trying to tell you something… I wish I didn't have to tell you", began Ryou slowly, looking uncomfortabley at the ground, "But…I … I can't connect with them anymore…"

"What do you mean?"

Violet eyes pleaded, begged.. Don't tell me what I think you're going to tell me, they whispered… But, Yuugi knew. Ryou knew. How else could it be explained? If only.. If only… If only there was another way. But, there really wasn't was there… Unless.. No. How could it be? They couldn't be that strong….

"I can't get into someone's mind if they're dead."

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Ori: Lalalalalala… All done! I'm going to start my new story now!!
Yami: -=clears throat=- Don't you still have to start the sequel to TNFA? Everyone's been waiting for a long time.

Ori: Erpp… Eheheheh.. ^^;; Please forgivings me, I haven't thought of a plot yet.

Suppi: Eh.. well, maybe the new story will keep them occupied?

Ori: Hopefully. ^^ Please R + R as always!! Suggestions, questions, comments!!

Suppi: And we know the last part was a little confusing about the 'other way' and stuff. But, it'll all become clear later…

SPOILER!!

Ori: No-one's dead. It just seems like it. ^^;;

End spoiler.

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