Nefuit: *sigh* Too tired to write anything funny. GAH! I have been
forgetting the disclaimer, I do not own YGO, or any of these songs stuck in
me head. Very short, but the next chapter will be both long and confusing
:/
The golden death, the misery, the Ring.
Minutes had passed like hours as the grieving people wondered what Malik's fate was. The only ones not showing obvious concern were the two ancient voices, the new one currently being ignored until Ianoo looked up from her kneeling, hands embracing the cold, unfeeling concrete.
"Wha.Who.. are YOU?" Ianoo spurted out as she looked up at the newcomer. Ryou whipped his head around; he had been staring blankly at the ground as his Yami embraced him in a futile attempt to ease the tension.
"Yugi!" Ryou said, recognizing only the shorter of the two people who had snuck in during the chant.
"You.." Bakura growled, hopping up quickly to his feet as Ryou fell softly to the ground. Ryou just looked at him quizzically; he had never met Yugi.
"Hello, Bakura. Why are you here, after being banished from this kingdom for eternity?" The confident voice sincerely asked.
"Pharaoh." Bakura spluttered in loath. Yami Malik looked up at this one, and immediately bowed to the being.
"Get up, you dolt!" Bakura yelled at his counterpart, who did so rather clumsily, tripping and falling.
Upon hearing the title pharaoh, Ryou, Ianoo, and Isis bowed, though in a more Japanese like manner than on hands and knees.
The being chuckled. "There is no reason to bow before me, children. You were no subjects of mine, so you owe me no allegiance."
"Yes, Pharaoh." Ianoo said.
Once again there was a sincere chuckle. "No reason to call me Pharaoh either."
"Then what?" Ryou asked.
"What ever you find suitable."
"How about." Ianoo started but found her voice failing.
"Well, I just call him Yami." Yugi broke in in an offer to help out.
"That might be confusing at times, with three different darker halves and all, but it will work for now." Yami said. Ianoo hung her head, once again feeling the empty hole in her heart.
"With introductions made, allow me to show everyone to their rooms." Shadi, whom had been silent up until now, said calmly. "The meeting will continue tomorrow, now that the missing two have arrived. Everyone will be properly introduced and the issue of young Ishtar shall be the first point covered."
Bakura made a "humph!" sound as he began to drag his hikari out, trying to get away from his nemesis Yami as fast as he could, but Ryou yanked his hand from his Yami's, replacing it with a weak smile.
"I'll catch up, Yami." Ryou said, amazed at how he was now talking to the one that had once only offered constant pain.
As everyone filed out, Shadi handed him or her a slip with their room number, leaving them to wander around to find them. Ryou lagged behind, the last in the room, staring dully at the room, as if memorizing it and its horrid events in the near past, and imagining the ones of Yami's times. As he turned to leave, Shadi stood in his path, blocking the light from the hallway.
"Young Bakura, remember this: The wind may cause the light to flicker, but the shadow remains unaffected." After Shadi stated his enigma, he mysteriously vanished into a whirlpool that appeared from the floor.
"Ianoo was right, he DOES only talk in riddles." Ryou said with a sigh.
Nefuit: If you can make any sense out of this, You get a cookie! It didn't take long to think of the riddle, and it can be applied to both YGO and real life.
Poll: Have you ever had a dream with YGO in it? I had my second one of these last night, almost as scary as the one with Yami Malik chasing Malik and me. *shudders* Hey! These dreams would make great stories!
The golden death, the misery, the Ring.
Minutes had passed like hours as the grieving people wondered what Malik's fate was. The only ones not showing obvious concern were the two ancient voices, the new one currently being ignored until Ianoo looked up from her kneeling, hands embracing the cold, unfeeling concrete.
"Wha.Who.. are YOU?" Ianoo spurted out as she looked up at the newcomer. Ryou whipped his head around; he had been staring blankly at the ground as his Yami embraced him in a futile attempt to ease the tension.
"Yugi!" Ryou said, recognizing only the shorter of the two people who had snuck in during the chant.
"You.." Bakura growled, hopping up quickly to his feet as Ryou fell softly to the ground. Ryou just looked at him quizzically; he had never met Yugi.
"Hello, Bakura. Why are you here, after being banished from this kingdom for eternity?" The confident voice sincerely asked.
"Pharaoh." Bakura spluttered in loath. Yami Malik looked up at this one, and immediately bowed to the being.
"Get up, you dolt!" Bakura yelled at his counterpart, who did so rather clumsily, tripping and falling.
Upon hearing the title pharaoh, Ryou, Ianoo, and Isis bowed, though in a more Japanese like manner than on hands and knees.
The being chuckled. "There is no reason to bow before me, children. You were no subjects of mine, so you owe me no allegiance."
"Yes, Pharaoh." Ianoo said.
Once again there was a sincere chuckle. "No reason to call me Pharaoh either."
"Then what?" Ryou asked.
"What ever you find suitable."
"How about." Ianoo started but found her voice failing.
"Well, I just call him Yami." Yugi broke in in an offer to help out.
"That might be confusing at times, with three different darker halves and all, but it will work for now." Yami said. Ianoo hung her head, once again feeling the empty hole in her heart.
"With introductions made, allow me to show everyone to their rooms." Shadi, whom had been silent up until now, said calmly. "The meeting will continue tomorrow, now that the missing two have arrived. Everyone will be properly introduced and the issue of young Ishtar shall be the first point covered."
Bakura made a "humph!" sound as he began to drag his hikari out, trying to get away from his nemesis Yami as fast as he could, but Ryou yanked his hand from his Yami's, replacing it with a weak smile.
"I'll catch up, Yami." Ryou said, amazed at how he was now talking to the one that had once only offered constant pain.
As everyone filed out, Shadi handed him or her a slip with their room number, leaving them to wander around to find them. Ryou lagged behind, the last in the room, staring dully at the room, as if memorizing it and its horrid events in the near past, and imagining the ones of Yami's times. As he turned to leave, Shadi stood in his path, blocking the light from the hallway.
"Young Bakura, remember this: The wind may cause the light to flicker, but the shadow remains unaffected." After Shadi stated his enigma, he mysteriously vanished into a whirlpool that appeared from the floor.
"Ianoo was right, he DOES only talk in riddles." Ryou said with a sigh.
Nefuit: If you can make any sense out of this, You get a cookie! It didn't take long to think of the riddle, and it can be applied to both YGO and real life.
Poll: Have you ever had a dream with YGO in it? I had my second one of these last night, almost as scary as the one with Yami Malik chasing Malik and me. *shudders* Hey! These dreams would make great stories!
