Prison of Darkness: A Little Problem
Author's notes: Well, yes, I'm back with another Yu-Gi-Oh fanfic. And not an AU one this time… well, at least not a blatantly AU one ^_^ This one is set after Yami Malik was banished in battle city. Bakura has become slightly more civil, not nice, per say, but he has promised Ryou he won't kill any one ^_^; Yaoi, as usual.
Pairings: Malik/Ryou, Bakura/Ryou, Bakura/Malik/Ryou, Implied Yami/Yugi
Disclaimer: Me no own… you get?
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Bakura gazed out of the bars of his cell, eyes dark and brooding. How the hell had those damn mortals caught him anyway? If only he hadn't promised Ryou he wouldn't kill anyone… damn hikari! A stocky policeman appeared at the door of his cell.
"What do you want?" Bakura growled.
"There's someone here to see you. We're bringing them in now," the man told him. *Someone to see me? Who…*
"Yami!" Bakura looked up to see the very hikari he had been cursing standing before him, a worried look in his eyes. Behind the pale boy, Malik leaned against the wall, a calculating expression on his face.
"Ryou, what are you doing here?" Bakura asked coldly. Ryou winced at the comment and glanced at Malik. The blond Egyptian nodded and turned towards the guard, speaking to the man in a low voice. Ryou approached the bars, his eyes creased with concern.
"Yami? We're here to try and get you out. We've been talking to an attorney and he thinks they'll let you off since you were found unconscious, but they're still going to keep you here for a while until they can have a small trial…" Bakura raised his hand, silencing his hikari.
"You shouldn't be here. I'm only in here to keep you out of trouble anyways," he stated gruffly. Ryou smiled, warm chocolate eyes gazing through the bars.
"Thank you yami…"
"Don't expect it to happen again," Bakura snapped. Ryou smiled and looked up when he felt Malik's hand on his shoulder.
"Our time's up," Malik said, nodding towards the guard. Ryou nodded and looked back at Bakura.
"We'll be back," he said, as the guard led them from the hall. Bakura slumped back against the wall. How had he gotten himself into this anyway?
*Flashback*
Bakura dashed through the halls of the Domino museum, keeping to the shadows. The alarms throughout the building were blaring loudly. *Damn it! I should have listened when Ryou was talking about modern security!* he cursed. A sudden pain in his ankle caused him to stumble and trip.
Bakura cursed loudly, his ankle wasn't twisted, but it was still sore! Without warning, a hard blow hit him across the head. A golden pendant fell out of his pocket. All he say before he hit the ground was a pair of scarlet eyes glaring at him.
*End Flashback*
He had awoken soon after and found him self in custody for stealing from the museum. The pendant he had been after was a new part of the Egyptian art display, only recently acquired. Bakura had recognized it instantly as the pendant his mother had always worn before she had been trapped in a tomb and killed. There was no doubt that she had died there, and that had only been the beginning.
Bakura sighed, blocking his mind of painful memories he would rather not recall. He glanced through the bars one last time. Who exactly owned those eyes that had seen him fall?
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Malik flopped down on Ryou's couch as soon as they returned to the silver-haired boy's house. Ryou sat down next to him, snuggling into the Egyptian's welcome embrace. Malik placed a light kiss on his head, wrapping his arms tighter around the fae boy in his arms.
"I'm worried about him," Ryou said, voice muffled by Malik's shirt.
"I am too, it's not like Bakura to get caught," Malik said, running his hands through Ryou's loose snowy hair absently. Ryou smiled.
"Thank you, for helping us," he told Malik. The Egyptian just grinned.
"Why wouldn't I? You know I'd do anything to help you Ryou," he said. Ryou looked up at him, eyes shinning. Malik's gentler nature wasn't something he showed often. The bearer of the Sennen Rod was still as demanding and sarcastic as ever to most, even now that his dark side had been banished. Though he had been accepted to some extent, most were still very wary of him. The blond just didn't get along with people well.
Ryou had been a special exception. The boy had forgiven him with ease, welcoming him instantly. Bakura had also been an influence, but the ring spirit was cold and ruthless towards nearly everyone, except his hikari on very rare occasions, and Malik was still wary of any and all Sennen spirits.
"So what are we going to do?" Ryou asked, looking up at him. Malik sighed.
"We'll just have to wait for now. Don't worry Ryou, we'll get him back for you," he said. Malik leaned down and caught the smaller boy's lips with his, pulling Ryou into a fierce kiss that said more about how he felt than he could express with words. Ryou smiled into the kiss, allowing the blond to deepen it and twining his fingers in Malik's pale hair. Malik had always been oddly excepting about how Ryou felt about his yami. The Egyptian was worried, he knew it, but he had hope. They'd get through this soon.
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Deep scarlet eyes glinted in the cold darkness, watching the ring bearer and former hikari wrapped around each other in a warm embrace. A dark chuckle escaped the figure's lips. Soon… all he had to do was drive the bearer into darkness, and soon everything would be his. Midnight blue hair floated around the figure's shoulders as if caught in an invisible wind. He'd have what he wanted soon, all he had to do was wait.
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Ryou returned almost on a daily basis to visit his yami as the week progressed, often bringing Malik with him. Bakura was getting continually more annoyed with the small confines of this cell, annoyed enough that he was sorely tempted to just return to the ring. As the days passed, that temptation grew stronger and stronger until he just couldn't take it any more.
Ryou was in the kitchen starting dinner when his darker returned. The sun had gone down about an hour ago and a neat pile of half-finished homework lay on the table. The snowy haired boy jumped when he felt Bakura's hand on his shoulder.
"Yami?" he asked, turning to face the ring spirit. Bakura smirked, folding his arms. "What are you doing here?" Ryou asked him.
"Keeping myself from going more insane. I had to get out of there for awhile," he told his hikari. Ryou gave him an exasperated look.
"Yami, if they find out you're gone we'll be in even more trouble," he told the former-thief. Bakura shrugged.
"I know, that's why I'm not staying long. They patrol about once every hour anyway," he said. A chilly breeze had begun to filter through the room. Bakura looked at Ryou questioningly. "You didn't leave a window open in this weather did you?" he asked. Ryou gave him a confused look.
"No," he said, wandering out into the living room. Sure enough, one of the windows had blown open. Ryou reached up and closed it quickly before any more cold air entered. He felt a chill run down his spine and turned to Bakura. "Yami, I'm glad you came, but…" A dark cackle that seemed to come from no particular direction stopped him. "Yami…" Bakura moved closer to his hikari, eyes searching for the owner of the voice.
"Ryou… is anyone else here?" he asked. Ryou shook his head, his eyes shinning with half-suppressed fear.
"Poor hikari, are you scared?" the dark voice chuckled. Bakura's eyes narrowed.
"Who are you! Show yourself!" he demanded. Shadows seemed to whirl about the room, collecting themselves and forming into a tall figure before them. Scarlet eyes glinted in the darkness, a malicious smile housed within them.
"I am the one who will control the souls of light and darkness," the figure told them quietly, stepping slightly from the shadows so they could see him more easily. Dark, near black blue hair fell in messy waves to his shoulders, tied back by a thin cord, his malicious scarlet eyes expressed nothing but the darkest of emotions, standing out like shining sparks of blood on his pale skin. Bakura stepped slightly in front of Ryou unconsciously, as if trying to protect him. The scarlet-eyed creature just smirked, revealing sharp white fangs, and raised a hand.
"Yami!" Ryou yelled, pushing Bakura aside, a sharp pain grazed his arm and he winced.
"Ryou!" Bakura shouted, kneeling beside his wounded hikari. "Are you alright?" he asked. Ryou nodded mutely. "Let me take control, I'll deal with him." Again Ryou nodded and merged into Bakura in a flash of light. Bakura stood, glaring at the attacking figure.
"You want our soul? You'll have to fight me for it!" he snapped. The demonic figure just grinned.
"As you wish, dark one."
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As soon as Ryou entered his soul room, he immediately opened the door and ran to Bakura's, worry filling his eyes. He was even more shocked to find that the door swung open with ease, as it was usually locked tight.
Hikari, what are you doing in here? Bakura asked him through their link.
Be careful yami, Ryou replied. In the real world Bakura smirked.
Don't worry, Ryou, this is nothing.
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A sudden burst of magical energy brought Bakura to his knees. The white haired yami glared at his opponent, who only smirked in return.
"You shouldn't ignore your enemy, dark one. It will get you killed," the figure chuckled. Bakura stood shakily only to be knocked back by another burst of energy. He growled and gathered his own powers, blasting them towards his opponent. The demonic creature hissed at the attack, anger filling his scarlet eyes as a small trail of blood dripped from a cut on his cheek. "You'll pay for that!" he hissed. Without warning, Bakura found himself on his back, almost unable to move.
"What the hell!" he yelled. The demon stood over him, smirking, a finger wiping the blood off his cheek and licking it.
"You're a fool, dark one, to think you can contend with me. Especially without your light's help," he said. "Now return to that from whence you came!" Bakura felt himself being sucked from the body and back into the ring.
"Damn it!" he screamed, before vanishing. Ryou's body slumped unconsciously to the floor, the Sennen Ring glittering angrily on his chest. The figure stepped forward, hand caressing the soft metal. He lifted the ring and smirked, before vanishing into the shadows.
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Ryou jumped when Bakura reappeared in his soul room. The silver haired yami was only half conscious, muttering quietly to himself. The ex-tomb robber looked up at Ryou, a glare shrouded his face.
"Ryou? Why are you still here?" he rasped. Ryou shivered slightly and looked around.
"I'm sorry yami, I'll-" Ryou stopped, staring at the door, or where the door should have been. He took a step back, his eyes full of surprised fear.
"What?" Bakura asked, pushing himself into a sitting position. He too, stopped dead, staring at the shadowed wall. He leapt to his feet, walking over to the wall and throwing his weight against it. The wall didn't budge. "No! Ra Damn it! This can't be happening again!" he yelled angrily, punching the wall and leaning his hands against it. Ryou took another step back. He started to shake lightly.
"Yami?" he asked, fear now edging his voice. Bakura turned, surprise in his eyes.
"Ryou? Why are you still here?" he asked, trying to stay calm. Ryou's shaking increased. He took another step back and tripped, falling in a pile on the floor with a yelp.
"I can't get out…" he whimpered, drawing his knees up to his chest and hugging them tightly. Bakura stepped forward, then stopped.
"Damn it," he whispered. "Ra Damn it!" They were trapped, trapped together in the darkness of the Sennen Ring.
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Author's notes: And there's the first chapter, I hope you enjoy ^_^
Bakura: Why do we both have to be stuck in there?
*Grin* Cause I said so!
Bakura: But…
*glares* back to the ring with you!
*Bakura glares and leaves*
*sigh* I can't believe I'm letting them into the a/n's… this'll get interesting. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter ^_^ Please review!!