Doragon no Kokoro
This is the last chapter. Gomen nasai, but this is it. I know, you all hate me for it being so short, but gomen ne! I'll try to make it worth it.
Chapter 4-
Blue Eyes
sono aoi hitomi
utsukushii orokasa
anata no nani mo kamo kiseki da to shinjita
Those blue eyes.
Beautiful foolishness
I believed everything about you was a miracle.
When Bakura awoke the next morning with a smile on his face, he felt as if nothing could stop him in the world. "Seto must already be awake." He sighed softly, looking at the tousled blankets next to him.
He got up and put on his clothes, and finally, his Ring. He slipped it on and moved his sore muscles tenderly. With a small smile on his face, he walked out of the bedroom, only to be met by a sobbing Mokuba.
"Mokuba?" Bakura dropped the smile. "What's wrong?"
"Seto..." Mokuba cried. "Seto went off to do the ceremonial suicide."
"What?" His brown eyes widened.
"Why did he have to?" The young boy fell into Bakura's arms, still violently shaking. "Why did Seto have to leave us?"
"I... I don't know, Mokuba."
Eventually, Bakura laid the sleeping Mokuba down in his bed and went back into Seto's bedroom. He saw a note there. The hieratic read,
Bakura, please take care of Mokuba for me. It is my destiny to do this, and yours to continue living. Also, I place it into your hands to place the Sennen Items in the tomb in which I, and they, are to be buried. Please do this, Bakura. I love you, and may Ra will us to meet again.
-Seto
Bakura threw the note back down, more tears that he thought he had finished off now coming down his face.
"Your fate to die, mine to live, huh?" He asked no one. He quickly scrawled out a note and placed it in his pocket. He picked up his dagger that he had used during his time as a thief and started off.
Passing past people and animals on the way to the banks of the Nile, the white-haired thief mused to himself on life. He jeered at Destiny for what he was about to do- she wouldn't have her way with him, he would cheat her and be with... him.
He stood, water just touching the tips of his toes. A procession of boats was heading out to the west side of the river- the side where the dead lay. He felt his heart tug at him, suddenly.
"Seto..." The whisper fell on no ears as eyes hardened suddenly. He pulled out the note and his dagger; it glinted in the uncovered sun. "You said that these seven Sennen Items had so much power, even power to resurrect someone from the dead. There is no way for me to do that now, but maybe in the next life... I will find you again." With that last declaration, he plunged the knife into his chest, falling to the sand with a thud. His last sight was the crimson liquid running down his fingertips as a smile fell across his lips. I promise I'll be with you again, Seto. I will be beside you, someday.
It just so happened that at this time, Malik was taking a stroll down the Nile. He saw the figure lying there, and recognized the white hair immediately. "Bakura!" He yelled, running to his fallen friend.
"Bakura..." There was no pulse, for the white-haired young man was dead, off to join his lover in the afterlife.
Malik hugged his body close. "Hm?" He asked, seeing the note fall from his hand. "Malik, I wrote this note to you since I know you will be the first to find me after I kill myself. I had no reason to live after finding that my love was gone, and so I decided to take my own life. Go to Seto's home and find Mokuba. Show him this note and the Ring on my neck. I want you to watch over him, as I couldn't. Tell him I'm sorry. But now I am off to see Seto again, and to cheat Destiny. Goodbye, friend. PS: Please give the Ring to the priests at the temple."
The blond took a look at the body in his arms, tears spilling over the brims of his eyes. "You idiot! How could you? You fucking bastard, just because he left you, you killed yourself to?"
He picked up Bakura's body and carried it to Seto's home.
"Bakura!" Mokuba ran up. "What did you do to him, bastard?!"
"You must be Mokuba... Bakura told me to show you this." He handed Mokuba the paper. As the boy read, his face grew even more swallowed in salty tears.
"Come on," Malik unfastened the Ring after laying Bakura's body on a bed, "we have to deliver this."
Mokuba nodded and followed.
Two lovers dead after one night of love and a promise made so that they would see each other again.
"Malik! I found something!" Bakura yelled, wiping sweat off of his forehead.
"What is it? An underground tomb?" He asked, dragging along a wooden ladder.
Bakura affirmed this with a nod, using his shovel to bust in through the top. He watched sand start to fall through.
"How did you find it?" Malik asked.
"I don't know..." Bakura shook his head. It had been as his he was drawn there, but he wasn't about to tell him that. "Does the ladder reach the bottom?"
Malik hoisted it down slowly. "Yes, it does." He climbed onto it. "Got the torch?"
"Yeah." Bakura produced the torch and some flint. In a few minutes, he had a fire going. "Malik, go down first so I can hand you to torch."
They did so, and soon they were both in a tomb that was fairly recent when it came to how long tombs last to out modern day.
Bakura took off his hood, letting it fall to the ground.
"Look at these." Malik pointed to seven golden items that were inside the cover of a giant sarcophagus. Bakura reach up to touch the Ring, and images flashed before his eyes. A young man with brown hair but no distinguishable face. A passionate feeling. Bodies so closely entwined together in love. Blue eyes... blue eyes.
Sweat beaded up on his forehead as he jerked his fingers away.
"This tomb doesn't seem too old, maybe one of the recent pharaohs?"
"Yeah." Bakura nodded. He reached out to touch it again.
"I promise I'll be with you again, Seto. I will be beside you, someday."
"S... Seto..." Bakura's eyes fell shut suddenly. Collect the Sennen Items... Seto will return...
"Bakura?" Malik whirled around to face his friend. "Bakura? Bakura!"
Malik didn't know what to tell himself; it was as if his soul had just left suddenly out of his body. It had something to do with the Ring that he was touching right before it happened. He backed away slowly before dropping the torch and scrambling up the ladder once again.
Years later, he still didn't know what to tell himself.
A ghost of a young man appeared at that time, but it was not the ghost of the high priest Seto or of the tomb robber, Bakura. He looked down at the still, lifeless body before him.
"This man... he was the one who gave Seto doubts back then. His bah will forever live in this Ring now, and his kah will be reincarnated later. May Ra will those two, the priest and the thief, to find each other once again in future times.
"Until then, my descendants will guard this tomb." He waved a hand and the hole in the ceiling magically disappeared. "And now history can see what it is that resides in a dragon's heart."
Doragon no Kokoro translates to: Dragon's heart.
Kami-sama, I cannot believe this was so short. But, I dunno, I guess I just really wanted to wrap it up and work on my other projects. Ya know how that is...
I love all of you reviewers, and I thank you for reading this.
No, I am not dying, thank you very much.
How to properly address you people? You wonderful people that really did motivate me to keep going. I thank you all and would give you all big hugs if I could. **tries anyway**
And no, I'm still not dying.
Well, I guess this is ja for now, minna-chan! -_^
And wouldn't you like to know who the ghost is?