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Zoeygirl: So glad you liked it. (^_^) And to answer to your question TeaFan, I'm going put more of a past crush Tea had on Ryou, but obviously that changed. Of course I'm thinking about doing something another author did. (NOT THE SAME IDEA THOUGH!) Anyways, this'll be a bit more cheerful. (^_________^) I hope.
Tea quickly slipped on her shoes, as she hopped on one foot, trying to balance herself. She didn't want to keep Bakura waiting, and when he said 10 minutes, he most definitely meant 10 minutes. What she couldn't understand, was why she was getting ready. Why were they going out, and where were they going? It was a mystery to her, but she had to agree, getting out of the house without running blindly into a park was a change for once. "I don't really have sympathy for people who are late, depressed or not!" Bakura yelled from the first floor.
Tea wasted no time grabbing her purse and raising down the stairs as fast as she could. She stopped at the door to catch her breath, as Bakura raised his eyebrow, while tapping his foot impatiently. "That was 12 minutes." He replied coldly.
Tea stared at him like he had completely lost it. What was another two minutes or so? "And how would you know that?" She replied smoothly.
Bakura reverted his stare to the left wall, where a blue clock hung. Tea sweatdropped, embarrassed at the stupid question she had asked. "Jeez, it was only a couple minutes." Tea said, rolling her eyes.
"A couple minutes build up over time. One minute can make a difference between a life or death situation." Bakura said smoothly, under a rather scary smirk. "But this isn't a life or death situation." Tea replied back.
"Are you sure?" He said grimly.
Tea said nothing, instead she changed the subject. "So where are we going? I mean it's raining out you know." Tea complained.
"Yes well, that is why we have this." Sourly, Bakura pulled out an umbrella behind his back, showing it to the confused Tea, carelessly. Tea wasn't happy at all. She didn't want to walk in the rain. "You know Bakura, it's not good to walk in the rain. I mean I think it's storming and besides I just took a shower."
"Yeah, well look what good that did you." Bakura said hastily. Tea flushed in anger at that statement. If she was such a burden, and an annoyance because of problems that concerned her then why didn't he just go? "You didn't answer my question, where are we going?" Tea said, as Bakura opened the door to the gentle storm outside.
His back facing Tea, Bakura sneered and winced in annoyance. He was tempted to lash out but instead kept his cool. "Well why don't you just be quiet and wait and see." He said between tightly clenched teeth.
Tea stared outside, at the heavy rain coming down, along with the occasional thunder. She turned around, looking back into her, empty, dark, lifeless house as Bakura struggled to pop the umbrella open. It looked so quiet and empty. It looked incredibly depressing. She made a face of disgust, as she thought about how many days she had locked herself up in this miserable shelter. 'No wonder I'm in the condition I'm in.' Tea thought to herself.
"Well?" Bakura asked, his back still facing her.
"Well what?" She asked.
"Are you getting under or not?" He snapped as he turned his head around.
Tea didn't know what to say. Instead she just let her feet do the talking. Smiling slightly at Bakura's change in attitude, she walked over and stood next to Bakura, under the umbrella. Bakura said nothing, nor did he look down at her. He just stared straight ahead, and began walking.
It felt like they had been walking forever. Tea's feet were tired, and she was tired, but for some reason, and probably for good reason she didn't want to tell Bakura that. Besides, this was the first time she went WALKING in a storm. It was kind of interesting from this point of view, to be in the action. The thing was, she wasn't scared either, in fact the blue and red lightning that reflected off the clouds looked beautiful, and she marveled at its beauty. Tea smiled reassuringly. She'd have to do this again, as long as they didn't have some twister coming by and swooping her up.
"You haven't said a word this entire time. I thought you would've at least gone on rambling about why we're here, and what were going to do, and how dare you, and my feet hurt!" Bakura said, imitating an incredibly whiny voice. Tea sweatdropped, blushing lightly at the statements said. "Uh no, actually this is pretty cool. I've never done this before." She said, looking up and marveling the sky above.
Bakura turned his focus on the girl. "What, walking?" He asked a bit surprised. Tea smiled widely. "No, I mean just like taking a walk in a storm. It's actually pretty neat."
Bakura rolled his eyes. Everything was neat to these girls. Seriously, do women find everything beautiful and NEAT? When he looked up at the storm above what he saw was not beauty, well not in his eyes. He saw power and a great force to be reckoned with. I mean what the hell did girls know anyway?
"Neat? I would merely call a storm neat. More like vicious and destructive." He said proudly. It was Tea's turn to look at Bakura strangely. "You call rain, a few rumbles of thunder, and some distant lightning vicious? Jeez, I see you're the same Bakura that I remember." Tea mumbled, trying to keep up with Bakura's quicker steps. "Oh yeah? And how do you know what Bakura I was then? You didn't know me like you think you did. You didn't even know Ryou. What you knew was a lie. I pretended to be Ryou, but it was neither him, nor was it truly me. So you basically knew none of us."
Tea sighed exasperatedly. This guy obviously had to have the last word, or he had to win. "You know you're starting to sound a lot like Kaiba. Always have to be right and proud huh?" Bakura didn't say anything. He just frowned and grunted hopelessly. It was pointless to talk to such a naïve girl. They never took anything seriously. They always had to laugh at everything. But when they felt bad, they expect someone else to care for them. Women, he didn't care for them nor did he understand them. And he especially didn't understand any of this stupid friendship crap that his aibou, Yugi, and their friends went on rambling about, especially Tea, Queen of friendship.
While Bakura thought about why he despised everyone around him, Tea couldn't help but notice the jingly thing underneath his still very wet shirt. She hadn't really noticed it, when he had just…..boxers on. The very thought caused her to go crimson, but luckily Bakura was struggling with some internal dispute.
Interested, Tea's curiosity got the best of her. As Bakura concentrated on some thought of his, Tea moved in closer to get a better view of the millennium ring that hung around his neck. Every now and then she would lift her head up high to see if she could look down his shirt. She was completely unaware of how silly she looked at the moment. As both of them were busy with their own little things, they didn't notice the town they were entering. Their feet kept on moving as cars passed them by. People began to appear, walking briskly by with umbrellas and small children. It was now evening time, and workers with suit cases and bags rushed passed them, in their black uniforms and personalized umbrellas, ignoring the rain completely. Lights ahead lit up the dim town, as the sky faded away to a slightly darker grayish-blue, hinting the sun setting behind the clouds.
Tea was looking quite noticeable now. Her eyes peered as best they could down his shirt, but his shirt was still wet, and it clung tightly to his chest and neck line. Never the less it was definitely there. She wondered if he could still use its power to its full extent. It was possible, and the very thought send a river of shivers into her body.
"I see you're trying to look down my shirt. Are you pleased with what you see?" Bakura said suddenly, his eyes still facing the path ahead. Tea jumped in surprise, completely caught off guard. She tripped in embarrassment and almost went tumbling down. She felt her entire body go red, as she regained her composure.
"I-I uh…" Tea didn't know what to say. Instead she reverted her gaze back to his shirt on accident. She didn't mean to, but it just caused her to look down again. Unfortunately an older couple was walking passed them at the exact same moment. The older lady smiled at her slyly, as she gripped her lover's hand.
"Aw isn't that sweet. Those two love birds really seem cute together." The older lady replied loudly. "Hey honey, I see you're checking for satisfaction. Is everything there to you're liking?" The older women giggled excitedly, as Bakura and Tea stopped dead in their tracks. "That's one way to check you're man out. You can never be too careful you know. Don't worry dear, I did the same thing when I was you're age, but that's not what you should be really checking. Go a little bit lower and you'll know what I mean." The old lady teased, as she winked to a stone faced Tea. The lady's husband just rolled his eyes as he turned his wife away. "You gotta watch em boy, they can get you into a world of trouble." The man said, walking away with his smiling wife.
Bakura and Tea stood there in complete silence. Tea's face was as red as ketchup, and her jaw was hanging open, motionlessly. Bakura was also a sight to see. His eyes were as big as saucers, and then some. His hair was frizzled up in embarrassment and he truly didn't know what to say. "Well…that was certainly interesting." Tea said slowly. 'What horny old folks!' Bakura screamed in his head.
"I hope that doesn't happen again." Bakura said threateningly, more to himself then to anyone else.
"S-so now what?" Tea said, stuttering her words out. "We're in town now, I think that's where you were taking me, right?" Bakura turned his gaze on Tea who momentarily tensed up. She didn't feel so comfortable with him anymore, after what those old people said. The rain stopped, as a gust of wind blew by. Tea stared at Bakura briefly before turning away. A look of satisfaction on his face, Bakura closed the umbrella up and twirled it around to his other hand. Tea said nothing as she clutched her purse tighter.
"Let's go." Bakura said as he began walking again, leaving Tea momentarily behind. "And this time, try not to stare down my shirt, I assure you, nothing there has changed from when you last saw me without one."
Tea glared at him completely flustered. Her body was heating up in embarrassment to a boiling level. She felt like hiding her face under a pillow, but sadly she didn't bother to bring one. Instead, she found herself racing after Bakura, who was a few yards ahead.
Upon entering the somewhat busy town, the street lights came on. The streets were busy with cars and the sidewalks had scattered people walking to and fro. It bothered Tea, or maybe it just felt foreign to see this many people out. Yet it felt nice, and comforting, especially when you still had an aggravated spirit on your right side.
Tea stopped in front of an outlet store, as she marveled at the clothes for sale and for half price. She couldn't help herself. It had been awhile since she actually went shopping. Needless to say she enjoyed this feeling, especially when you had money in your pocket that had been sitting there for weeks on end. Bakura eyed her curiously. He didn't care for shopping, usually power is what motivated him, but then he remembered why he had taken the mortal girl out.
"Well? What the hell are you waiting for, a written invitation?" He asked aloud, causing people to turn their heads. Tea looked up at him surprisingly. She had no idea what he meant.
"Um, I'm not following you here." She said skeptically.
"Go, shop, do whatever you usually do. I brought you out here so I wouldn't have to listen to you're moping, and crying. It was this or I'd have to kill you for you to stop." Bakura said coldly. Tea flushed in anger. She didn't remember breaking down in front of him.
"I didn't cry that much! I kept that to myself!" She snapped at him quietly.
"Yes but your face was enough to make a King lose his head." He said with a smirk, happy at the funny he made, but not enough to show it. Unfortunately Tea caught onto this.
"You're not funny." She replied simply, walking passed him and into the store. "But just the same thanks."
Bakura tilted his head at her. What did she mean he wasn't funny? If it was funny to him, it was sure as hell funny to anyone else. Shrugging carelessly, he followed the girl in.
((O_O)) Where the hell was he!!!?!! Bras, underwear, and sleeping wear, surrounded the horrified white haired boy. Tea was already eyeing some girl boxers, as some women looked at Bakura strangely. "Holy shit." He said quietly to himself. "What the hell have I gotten myself into?" His lack of judgment and knowledge in this kind of stuff was going to impact him dearly. He wasn't sure, but he was almost positive a GUY should really not be in here. "I've either entered the gates of hell, or I'm just really stupid." Bakura said a bit louder this time. Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe he should've just kept the girl home, and leave. He could be on an airplane to Egypt figuring out his next plan, then again he still needed to figure out how he got back to this world.
"Oh wow! I wanted this since last year! It's half price!" Tea yelled happily. Without thinking, Tea grabbed the sleepwear next to the boxers she admired earlier, and brought them up to Bakura's face. Bakura looked at them with a heavy sigh. He stuttered his words, unsure what to do or say by this point.
"So? What do ya think?" She said happily.
(O_O) Bakura said nothing, he just looked away. He folded his arms in hopes of shooing the girl somewhere else. 'I hope she's not planning to walk around with that on, while I'm in the house.' He thought to himself, trying best to hold off a simple blush. Fortunately for him, he was good at lying and hiding facial expressions.
"Whatever, it doesn't concern me." He said annoyed. With a simple shrug, Tea whirled around eyeing another piece of cloth.
Bakura stared curiously at the cards Tea dropped from her purse. Slowly he picked them up to get a better see, only to discover that they were duel monsters cards. He looked at them carefully and found them to be very silly, weak cards. They disgusted him, and for a minute, he felt embarrassed for the girl to be playing with other people with such cards. "How disgraceful. I can't believe these cards actually exist. What an embarrassment to the game."
"Hmm, maybe this. No this!" Tea said gleefully, grabbing the shirt off the hanger. Suddenly, Tea whirled around as she felt a slight tap on her shoulder. She held her chest in surprise and glared at Bakura who didn't really care at the moment. "I think these are yours." He said handing the cards back to her.
Tea looked at the cards and then at Bakura. "Uh thanks. I appreciate it. I didn't want to lose these now." She said seriously, stuffing the cards in her purse. Bakura watched, raising an eyebrow at the serious response. "You've got to be joking. Those are the most pathetic things I've ever seen." Tea blushed as she ignored his insult. "Well you know what they say." Tea smiled.
Bakura cocked an eye. "No what do they say?" He said seriously.
"Your cards reflect on what type of person you are." She said, shaking a finger at him. Bakura crossed his eyes, following the girl's finger, as if expecting it to cast a spell or something. The seriousness of her voice caused him to break out into an annoying laugh. Tea jumped at the sudden noise. Was he laughing at her? She ducked down from the many stares around her. Bakura was still laughing, while Tea sighed in frustration.
Finally calming down, Bakura spoke out suddenly. "Usually that would be utter nonsense, complete trash, but this time you are right Tea. This reflects your personality alright." He couldn't help but laughing again. Tea glared at the white haired boy as angrily as she could. 'So does he think I'm as weak as my cards now?' She thought to herself. "Ass" (-_-) Tea walked away, her clothes in hand, with Bakura staring at her still laughing.
Paid and bagged, Tea walked out of the store still huffing. She found Bakura leaning against the wall next to her. She growled in frustration that surprised even Bakura. "I didn't know you were out here. For a minute I thought you went poof again." Tea said sourly. Bakura narrowed his eyes at the girl. He didn't like being the one insulted, but she had joke he had to admit that much. 'You'll get yours Tea.' He thought to himself with a smile.
Not asking questions, Tea followed Bakura to another smaller building. The two of them entered it, and found themselves in a sports bar. It was fairly empty but Tea wasn't too comfortable. As she sat down at a table in the corner, she found herself being the only girl here. There really weren't too many people to begin with but still it wasn't too relaxing. She figured they were eating here and she was paying. A free meal on his part, but truthfully she didn't mind.
"I remember going to this place a long time ago. The food is descent and it's cheap." He said out of the blue, which surprised Tea. 'Guess he wasn't just thinking about himself.' Tea thought to herself shocked.
They both sat there, in the dim light for almost 20 minutes in silence. Tea was sure it was dark outside by now. Feeling uncomfortable with the silence looming between her and the tomb robber, she decided to make a bit of conversation.
"So," she said, sighing. "Did you get any memory of what happened to you before I found you?" She asked actually very interested.
"You mean when I found you?" He replied darkly. Tea just nodded her head sheepishly. "No, and it's bothering me greatly. I'm not sure why I'm here. I don't remember where I came from. It's weird, I even have my millennium ring. I would've thought that would be gone." Staring into his cup of water, Bakura narrowed his eyes into little slits.
"You freak me out when you do that. So just tell me what you're thinking." She said aloud. Bakura looked at her with those same eyes, glaring at her annoyed expression. "It doesn't concern you, nor will it ever, so get your nose out of other people's business." He snapped defensively. But Tea did not back down this time. She had, had enough. It was time to get answers.
"It does concern me!" Tea yelled, as Bakura snapped his head back up to hers. "I found someone I knew to be dead in the middle of a park with no memory of what happened before that. No, I take that back! I found the Yami of a dear friend of mine. Everyone has moved on, and I thought all this junk ended and then you go and show up out of the blue, without Ryou! He was a dear friend, and I betrayed him!"
Bakura watched her intently. Her arms were shaking from the words she spoke. 'Did she care that much for my aibou? How could she? She barely knew him.'
"No." He said simply.
Tea stared back at him upset and confused. "No?"
"You did not betray him nor did you try to steal from me. It was the work of Y/M that did those acts through the control of you. I see that you've been blaming yourself for those misdeeds. But I will have you know that battle between me and him did not concern you at all. I am afraid the consequences were not to the liking of Ryou. For that I apologize." Bakura bowed his head down, dipping his finger carelessly into the water. His eyes softened just a bit in hurt and remorse. He didn't like feeling this way but he couldn't really help it.
Tea found herself on the verge of crying, but she held them back proudly. Instead she put on an eager look. "So you remember that, but you don't remember where you were after that and before you were walking in the park?"
"Correct." He responded simply. "But what I don't understand is what exactly am I suppose to do now." Silence loomed across the room, as three more men left.
"Maybe the prophecy is true." He said quietly to himself. Tea darted her head up. He had her full attention now.
"Prophecy?" She asked. "What do you mean? Oh! And before you tell me to stuff it or leave me the hell alone, I just want to let you know I won't stop bothering you till you tell me." Tea said with a smirk on her face that surprised even Bakura.
"Very well." He said with a frown. "Since you are little Yugi's crony and all, I guess it wouldn't hurt." Tea glared at him, unamused by his comment. "Bakura just tell me." She said pleadingly.
"Fine then. But don't ask questions because I'm not answering them." Tea just nodded, eager to know what he meant by prophecy. Taking another sip of his water, Bakura began.
"As you know I am an ancient spirit. Well at least I hope you know that. If not we've got some problems."
"Bakura just tell!" Tea yelled loudly.
"Humph, fine. Many years ago, a time where you could not possibly comprehend, lived a Pharaoh. I trust you know who that is, or must I explain that?"
"I'm not stupid Bakura." Tea tapped her fingers repeatedly on the table, her chin resting on her hand.
"Hmmm, you could have fooled me." He said dully. "Anyways, I don't like disguising my life but I find this is the only way to do it." Bakura found himself gripping the cup tightly.
"My family was poor, and I was but of three children. They were traders and nothing more. We all had to work, something you modern day fools know nothing about. And we all did our share. We lived under the Pharaoh himself, and abided by his rules. Well as fate has it, my father was killed during a time of war. My sister also fell ill that year and she too died." Bakura held no sympathy in his voice as he spoke those words. Tea bowed her head down, ashamed for asking him, and regretting it further.
"(Sigh.) It was then me, my mother, and my other sister. Soon, we fell under heavy tax, and owed a great deal of money. I decided, being the oldest, that I should look for work within the city. It was hard then, and I knew nothing about trade, unlike my father. It just so happened I ran into some bad company, who tried to persuade me into joining their little band of bandits. Of course, then I was innocent and believe it or not, much like Ryou, except with short hair and all." Bakura smiled evilly, seeing the look on Tea's face.
"The thing is Tea, you don't refuse someone who takes a living in hurting people. I was severely slashed across the face, and scarred for life." Bakura made a finger gesture across his face that extended on down. "I was lucky I didn't lose an eye, because it was very close. After that, I found it harder to trust people. I was promised jobs and refused. I was told from a soldier that I could even become a servant for the Pharaoh, I didn't mind. Again, and again I was refused. I did not want to return home without the money, but I knew my mother and sister needed assistance at home. I didn't feel comfortable with the soldiers coming to my sad excuse of a home, to collect money. Never the less I stayed, until I was able to assist in labor work. 2 months later, I decided to come home with the money I earned. I was thrilled to see what part of my family I had left, forgetting about the surprise on their face, when they took a look at the scar I held. To me it held dignity, and it had made me stronger. When I arrived at my home, I discovered something horrible. Do you know what I discovered Tea?" Bakura spoke low and menacingly.
Tea held her breath in suspense, shaking her head back and forth ever slowly. Bakura leaned back in his seat, gripping the cup tighter, his expression never changing.
"I found blood Tea, that's what I found." He said almost disappointingly. "My sister lay curled up in a corner. She was still very much alive. She looked terrible. Her clothes were torn up and she was battered. I was in a state of shock. I knew not where my mother was. It was then I learned from my trembling sister that the tax collectors came a few days before my arrival. Because they could not pay that day, the tax collectors insisted on taking my sister away in means of which I do not want to discuss. My mother refused for her, and instead dragged my mother away into slavery. She did not know it, but my sister was raped 3 times, by 3 different men." His words were untarnished, and without remorse. Tea held her napkin tighter, her heart breaking in two.
"It was too much for me Tea. I was still quite weak. At the time I was still as innocent as Ryou, if you can believe it. I forgot about the money and sat in my poor excuse for a house for 2 days. Because of my neglect for what family I had left, my sister killed herself. Her innocence that had been ripped to pieces drove her to kill herself. I was in such a state of shock that I forgot I had someone left. I decided to blame her death on the soldiers as well. I had to find my mother. I did everything I could to find her and set her free. But when I discovered where she was, it was too late. She had died a month before I could reach her. I wasn't sure if it was from a broken heart or injury. Her death too I blamed on them, them and that wretched Pharaoh."
Tea felt her heart racing faster. Rage built up inside of her, as she listened to his story. But what could she do now, these people were already dead.
"After that incident, my mind snapped. Those innocent eyes of mine were no more. I blamed my family's death on the soldiers, but mostly on the Pharaoh. I heard from a one time close friend that the Pharaoh knew nothing about the events, and if I had spoken to him he would've done something right there and then. But I did not believe the Pharaoh was that sympathetic. My anger grew even more, and my rage boiled. My first step was taking revenge on my family."
Tea clutched on tighter to her napkin, afraid of what he would tell her.
Bakura smiled at her uneasiness. "I sought those soldiers out, and I killed them with their own blades. I tore them up into twenty little pieces. And you know what Tea? I don't regret it at all. After that my hands were permanently stained with the blood of the Pharaoh's men. I could never return to the life I once had nor did I want to. I enjoyed the blood of the soldiers and made a living off of it. In fact that's how I became the tomb robber. I started off slow and stole things to feed me, like semi-precious gold. If someone were to discover me then I would merely kill them." Bakura snickered at the very thought, that sent shivers down Tea's spine. She wasn't hungry anymore.
"I left my home for good and traveled around, raiding wealthy homes and so on. I robbed from the rich and kept to myself. I even robbed from other rogues, bandits and thieves, and killed anyone who got in my way. To me they were just competition. The man who gave that scar is a fine example. I shoved the jeweled knife he scarred me with, into is abdomen and stuck it there. Then I decided I wanted more gold and power. That's how I earned my name. You know what they bury in the tombs of dead pharaohs Tea?" Tea was disgusted but deeply interested. She shook her head no, waiting for him to continue.
"Gold, and jewels Tea. I've even heard of devices used for great power. So I took it upon myself to raid these secret burials. I was the first one to do it successfully, and the only one to do it successfully. I had things that you wouldn't begin to believe. Yet I wasn't satisfied. I still wanted my revenge on the Pharaoh. It was his fault for my hell. So that's when I began sneaking around his home. I disguised myself as a servant and studied the place carefully. By then I had become an expert and my name went as far as the Mediterranean Sea. I had numerous chances to kill him, but I wasn't sure if I would be successful or not. That's when I discovered the secrets of the millennium items. I learned of their power, and history, and the importance they held. I wanted them more than anything in the world. I knew if the Pharaoh died, those millennium items would be buried with him. I thought about waiting, but I then remembered he was around my age at the time. I tried numerous times to kill him after that, not caring about the risk, but he was extremely powerful, and no one could over throw him."
Tea smiled noticeable. Her friend Yami was unbeatable. It was cool to know she was friends with a guy, who kicked ass back then and now.
"Hey are you listening to me?" Bakura snapped.
Tea's thoughts were interrupted as she stared at the annoyed spirit. "Oh yeah go ahead." She said, afraid of commenting on how great the Pharaoh was in front of this hot head.
"Ahem, as I was saying, I needed my hands on those items. Luckily he was stupid enough to leave them unguarded for approximately 2 minutes. Those two minutes I remember well, because that gave me enough time to grab one." Bakura smirked as he doodled with the ring around his neck.
"After that the guards came in, but I was not afraid. I welcomed the power I felt, and it seemed that it lay around my neck for as long as I can remember. It felt right, as if it did belong to me. Obviously it was easy to deal with those morons, but when the Pharaoh entered, my blood raged. He had the millennium puzzle around his neck, and before I knew it the other items were also in his possession. I didn't care, for the ring was as powerful as the puzzle. We challenged each other to a Shadow game, of one, you nor Malik has ever seen before. It was going in my favor as I drained his energy, but for some reason it didn't work out to what I expected. He won and I lost and it was as simple as that. I don't know how but I was out like a rock after that."
"What happened after that?" Tea asked, her eyes popping out of her head. Bakura sat back a little bit, disturbed by the face she was making.
"I woke up tied to the ground, and in front of the Pharaoh himself, as if he expected me to wake up at that exact moment. I glared at him, and he stared somewhat disappointedly at me. I did not understand why, but when I looked down for a brief moment I found the ring still around my neck. I didn't understand why it was still there. Then, as if he knew what my thoughts were, he answered me. It felt as if it chose you, he said. I don't think I should remove it. It has picked you to be its master sadly. Those are his exact words, and I remember them clearly. That's when his eyes softened greatly and for a moment I thought that weakling was going to cry. I've seen your past Bakura, and it was painful to bare. I watched as your face turned with each passing day, he told me. I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the fake performance he was putting on." Or so Bakura thought.
"Now just a minute!" Tea interrupted. "You can't just go-
"Do you want to hear or not?" Bakura snapped quietly. Tea sunk back down in her seat giving Bakura the queue to finish.
"It was strange though Tea. If you were like me you would also know not to trust anyone. Your cheerfulness could not protect you during my time. Believe me I know, I was just like Ryou in every way. Want and death can change people you know."
Tea couldn't believe her ears. Was Bakura really that much like Ryou at one point? He had brought this up a few times in the story, but now she was really starting to believe he was like the innocent Ryou. It was hard to believe actually, but she knew he had no jokes to spare.
Bakura made a scowl as he continued. "He had to bring up the death of my family that bastard! He said if he knew what was going on or what his soldiers did to my family he would've done everything in his power to stop it. He said he had no idea what some of his men were doing and he felt like he took full responsibility. Because of those incidents, he was taking full responsibility for all my actions and the actions he was going to take with me. My eyes widened in horror, I thought he was going to kill me, but I was not sure. The exact words he spoke to me I had never forgotten. I can't fix the past, he started; but I know you have had a hard past. I wish I could give you a new life but I can't. So I will do the next best thing. Bakura I want to give you a second chance at life, your mistakes are mine. I can't remove the item from your neck, which can become a problem now. For that I can never let you live freely in this era. Bakura, he began again; I cannot change you now, it is too late, you've been ruined beyond my repair. I feel very sorry for you." Bakura began to smile at the thought. "He felt sorry for me can you believe it?!" Bakura laughed aloud insanely. "But maybe someone else can, in a different time and a different life. Perhaps I can repay you with a life worthy of your pain." Bakura finished smirking insanely. "That moron, what an idiot! He's just trying to save his own ass!"
Tea watched shakily and uncomfortably as the Tomb Robber laughed aloud. Why was he laughing? It wasn't funny. This guys been sealed in a ring for a pretty long time.
"So with that said, he made his punishment. Are you ready for this Tea? (Snickering.) He said my body would be sentenced to death, but my spirit would be preserved within the item and stored away until the moment of truth. He said it was the only way he could repay and punish me at the same time. To tell you truthfully Tea, there aren't too many people who have had their spirit put to rest and then revived again. The only other person was the Pharaoh. I'm not sure why he did that to me. Anyways, he had subdued the ring's powers and put it to temporary rest and he said it would only work after I was once again brought back to life. That was the only time he feared for the worst. He said he hoped he was making the right choice, and he didn't want to bring someone like me into the future life, but he feared he too would meet me one day in another time. And with that said what items he had left shined brightly. They were as bright as the heaven's sun, and before I knew it my eyes lay to rest. The next body I entered was that of Ryou. It felt like I was sharing a body and I did not like it at all. Why he and I look so much alike I don't know. It wasn't until now that I thought of those words, and I'm unsure now whether to question that prophecy the Pharaoh saw for me. I am still positive he was trying to save his own butt. By then he still had his problems with the priest. But all other enemies were of no concern to his. What I did not know, was after that fateful day, the Pharaoh, or Yami as he is now called, was exceptionally weakened after our battle and my concealment. I'm unsure of what happened after that. There I'm finished." Bakura said sourly, as he sat back in his seat folding his arms.
Tea didn't know what to say. She lost all appetite, but felt heaviness on her heart. What the hell was she suppose to say to that now?
Zoeygirl: SHUE! The heck? That was one long chapter. But you know, this one I really enjoyed writing. I don't know, but I loved typing this one. (^____^) Hope you liked it, and yes I'm open for questions. See ya! (O_-.)
