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Zoeygirl: Yay! Glad you guys liked it! And I'm glad there are so many supportive Tea fans out there! (^_^) I wish you good luck Spain, on writing Pro-Tea and Tristan stories. (Good luck!) (^_^) Let me know when you have a chapter up I'll read them as soon as possible.
(^________^) Zoeygirl: Oh Princess of Darkness & Me, I was thinking about your suggestion, and at first I was going to make him dead or something, but then I thought that wouldn't be a bad idea. (^_^) Actually I intend to have more than ONE familiar face come back in. Sorry I know it has been a strict Bakura & Tea appearance but I kinda wanted to make it around there. But don't worry there will be some you will recognize. Anyways hope you all enjoy!
*Tea's Dream*
Tea's eyes opened wide, her blue orbs standing out against the white void "Where am I?" She asked herself uncertain. "Haven't I been here before?" She could feel her body floating effortlessly in the air, her legs dangling above the nothingness. That's when she knew she had been here before. She spotted the three shadowy forms far in front of her. Without thinking, her body traveled in that exact direction. She watched as her dream repeated itself. She felt her body chase after the Spiky, white haired boy, when she yelled in protest to chase the other white haired boy. In a matter of seconds both forms disappeared and she was in the same situation she was in before, except the taller form was still there. His face was blurred and clouded, and his hands hanged loosely by his side. Something strange hung around his neck, it was gold and shiny, but she couldn't get a clear view.
"Do you know why you are here Tea?" The voice replied, but it felt as if it was coming from the room itself, the lips of the man were never moving. It was freaking Tea out a bit but deep inside she knew it was a dream, and she's had weirder.
"No." She replied quietly. "But I know your doing this. Why are you showing me all of this?" She asked boldly. The taller figure stretched out his hand and motioned her to grab it. A little hesitant at first, Tea slowly reached out for it. Both of them began walking forward, or was it backwards? She couldn't tell, she just knew they were walking somewhere in this white dimension.
"Tea what do you want?" The voice asked a bit stern. Tea looked up at the blurry face and sighed, her expression filled with curiosity. "Uh if you really want to know I want my friends back." She replied painfully. She felt her heart breaking into a thousand pieces, each one stabbing her heart like sharp daggers.
"Really?" He asked not believing her words. "I thought you said you didn't want to be alone?" He stopped walking, or rather floating, and Tea could feel her body stop too.
"I do." She said bowing her head down. "But I…uh I'm not understanding what you're trying to say." She said uncertain.
"Well which is it?" His accent was quite familiar to her, but she couldn't put her finger down. "Excuse me?" She asked quizzically.
"Which one is it?" He asked a bit louder and clearer.
"I guess both." She said. The tall man stood there silently, and turned away, as if deep in thought. "You want both you say? Are you sure about that?" He asked skeptical.
"Yes," Tea said calmly. "I want someone I knew back when I was happy. Back when everyone I knew was around." She said sadly.
The tall man looked as if he was pondering something, but she couldn't tell. Was he just mocking her or what? "Now you are changing your story. Do you want one of your friends back, do you not want to be alone, or do you want someone you knew back, oh let's say during Battle City?" He asked quickly.
Tea's eyes widened. Where was he getting at? "I suppose all of them." She said unsure of herself. "I see." He said. Reaching out his hand once more, Tea grabbed it with more confidence then before. Before she knew it, the both of them were surrounded by a room full of pictures. They were pictures of her friends!
No they were pictures of her so-called friends. They were living their lives to the fullest with each other, and nothing more. They looked happy, very happy. "Is this current?" She asked shaking.
"Yes these are recent pictures. Now do you want to pry them from their lives? Do you want to pull them from their happiness, so that you can be happy? It can be done but I must know. They have all moved on Tea, all of them. They are moving on with their lives unlike you. If you truly want them back it can be done, but I cannot guarantee they would be the same, nor can I guarantee their happiness. You cannot control free will Tea. Do you understand everything that I am telling you?"
Her body was no longer floating. Her knees fell upon the smooth, white, surface that she thought was the ground. Her body was shaking visibly, streams of water were pouring down her face and dripping onto the ground. She clutched her legs tightly, her knuckles turning red, and her eyes squinted tightly together.
"N-No. I want them to be happy, I don't want to ruin whatever they have." She muttered quietly. "I-I-I J-Just d-don't want to be-alone." Tea stuttered sadly, as the pictures of everyone she knew and loved disappeared.
"Get up Tea." Tea stared up at the blurry face, a hand reaching down to her. She stared at it for the longest time, through red, puffy eyes. She didn't know what to do. What was this guy pulling? "Tea get up. You don't belong down there." He said sighing heavily. Tea reached out to the hand and grabbed it. She felt her body slowly rising up and floating along with his. He released her hand, and allowed her to drift alone. "Now Tea, tell me what do you truly want?"
Tea sniffed loudly, and closed her eyes tightly, taking in a big whiff of unrealistic air. "Really? I don't want to be alone anymore." She said finally.
Her eyes were closed, and if not for that she could've seen the smiling complexion on the tan face before her. "So be it. It shall be done." He said, his body floating away from hers. Tea's head darted up and she stared wide eyed at the figure floating away. "What do you mean!?" She cried out. "Please tell me! What do you mean!" She yelled as loud as she could.
He was visibly gone, but his voice still lingered throughout the void.
"Have you ever heard of hitting two birds with one stone? It is a very old saying that I'm sure you are aware of." His accent made it seem a bit foreign to her, but she understood well what it meant. "Yes, what about it?" She asked quickly.
"Good."
Tea felt the room around her crumbling and she wasn't sure what to do. Was she dying? "What are you talking about? PLEASE, answer me!"
*End of dream.*
Tea jumped up from her bed, covered in sweat. She was gasping for air, her eyes as wide as saucers. She glanced around her surroundings. The room was covered in grey shadows. She glanced down at her clock. '3:00!!!!! I slept all day!'
"How long have I been sleeping?" She asked herself aloud. Calming down, she let herself release a heavy sigh. She stared down at her hand, it was shaking nervously. Sighing again she flew her legs over her bed and went over to her windows. 'They weren't closed before." She thought to herself.
With one quick movement of her hands, she opened both of the blinds at once.
Her eyes dulled down, as she was welcomed with a rumble of thunder, grey clouds, and a soft beating of rain. The streets and sidewalks were once again bare. "Deja Vous." She said to herself less than amused.
"Well gee, what a surprise. Wouldn't have thought in a million years we'd get rain today." She said to herself sarcastically. That's when she realized her clothes she had on from yesterday were still on and they were still very damp. "Ugh. This feels so nasty." She said aloud, going over to her drawers and pulling out, some black shorts, a white tank top, and a blue zip up sweatshirt over it.
Fully dressed, Tea looked at her surroundings once again. She released one final heavy sigh and smiled. 'Why am I so happy right now?' She asked herself. "I really feel good." She said aloud, standing up on her tippy toes, and stretching down almost to a split. "Hm, hehehe, maybe it's from all that sleep. I haven't slept like that for a while, except for that dream. That was really freaky." She said quietly. "I wonder what that was all about anyways. That was almost-scary."
Soft creaking's could be heard from her first floor. Her body tensed as footsteps started up quietly and grew louder. Nervously, she cracked open the door to her room and tip toed out, a plastic inflatable bopper bat squeezed tightly in her hand. ((O_O))
Taking every precautions, Tea slipped down the stairs and into the living room. Tea could've sworn she had blankets, cups, and other stuff all over the place, but it wasn't there now. Sighing heavily, she walked on over into the dining room and from there into the kitchen. The lights were on, and the coffee pot was still going. "What the heck is going on?" She asked aloud, her eyes wide with confusion.
"Oh look sleeping beauty has awoken." Came a raspy, low voice. Tea swirled around and pulled out her inflatable bopper, and bopped the figure in front her right on his white haired head. "Take this!" She yelled aloud.
(--_--) "Oh dear Ra." Came Bakura's reply. Tea stared at him for a second as if she didn't recognize him, and then everything clicked. "Oops." She said nervously smiling. She pulled her bopper away and hid it behind her back. "Sorry Bakura I forgot you were here."
Bakura raised an eyebrow at her curiously and walked behind her. With one strong tug, he pulled the bopper from behind her arms and held it tightly.
"Hey that's mine!" Tea yelled slightly ticked off. "Yes well if you can't use it right, then you can't use it at all." He snapped back and walked right in front of her again.
"Since when do you make the rules in my house-
A large whap silenced the girl, as the bopper landed and rested on her head. Tea looked up surprised and shocked by his movements.
"Since now." He said walking away, clutching the bopper tightly in one hand. Tea was almost positive he was going to pop it anytime now. She shook her head back and forth and smiled widely. "He shows his playfulness pretty strangely." She said to herself quietly. "He reminds me of a sadistic version of Kaiba."
POP!
Tea jumped up in the air, the sound sending shivers down her spine. "There goes my bopper."
"Son of a Bitch!" Tea winced at the cursing coming from within the dining room. She walked in and found Bakura glaring down at pieces of her bop it.
"I don't want to hear it!" He said aloud, walking passed her and back into the kitchen. Rolling her eyes, she followed him and found him sitting down at the table, a book on ancient Egypt in his hand. She forgot she had that. She guessed she got it around the same time she found out Yami was the Pharaoh. Smiling, she sat down across from him.
She watched his serious face read each and every line, his narrowed eyes and his frown piercing the book in front of him.
Bakura tapped his hands on the table, and Tea decided to have a bit of fun by repeating him. She felt like a child again, as she repeated his actions. He sighed, she sighed, he tapped his fingers, she tapped her fingers, he tapped his foot, she tapped her foot. Finally Bakura turned his hateful glare up at the girl, who just mindlessly looked away innocently.
"You know actions like that can get a person killed." He said dangerously. Tea rolled her eyes and brought her gaze down to the ring that was visible around his neck, under his clothes. "Can I see your millennium item?" She asked simply.
Bakura nearly choked and fell out of his seat. He stared at the girl for what seemed like the longest time. Was she joking? No, she was serious. "The hell? NO!" You already tried to steal it once, you're not getting your hands on it again." He snapped.
"Ouch." She said shrugging his comments off. "Hey Bakura didn't you wear those clothes yesterday?" She asked pointing to his blue and white shirt.
"Yes." He said between clenched teeth, losing patience. "I should probably wash it. It can't be that clean, who knows where it's been." Tea said thoughtfully to herself.
Bakura slammed his book closed, scaring Tea a bit in the process. "What do you want? I left you alone, can you not leave me alone?" He said seriously. "I mean can you even comprehend who I am? I'm dangerous, I can kill you! So just tell me what you want!?" he said glaring holes into her skin.
She just smiled and shrugged again. "I just want to wash those dirty clothes, is that a problem?" She asked simply.
Bakura sighed and then got a wicked idea. Maybe she had forgotten about yesterday but he sure as hell didn't. "Okay fine." He said in his usual disturbing voice. "Here." He said taking off his shirt.
Tea's eyes widened in horror, and her cheeks turned beat red. Her eyes went down to his white, pale stomach admiring every feature and line shaping it. She jumped up from her seat shielding her eyes, and quickly walking passed him. "Keep it on!" She yelled. "I-I'll just do it another time." She said embarrassed.
Bakura smirked, placing his shirt back down. He opened his book still staring forward. He was having a hard time not laughing right about now. The girl amused and intrigued her. "Hmmm, I suppose I won't have anymore interruptions." He said out loud, more to himself then to anyone else.
But his smirk didn't last long. He watched in a blink of an eye, as a hand darted passed his face and grabbed the book, causing him to fall off the chair. He stood up with fast reflexes and stared forward, watching the girl walk away with the book.
"It's my book Bakura! You have to ask!" She yelled from the living room like a 5 year old child. Bakura sneered. How dare she pull something like that on him! He could read whatever he damn well felt. He was the almighty person here not her!
"You pissed off the wrong guy Gardener!" He roared in his usual raspy voice, walking forward, his hands clenched tightly by his side. Tea stifled her giggles as Bakura walked in obviously pissed. Tea's eyes widened, she knew her fun was over.
"Uh listen Bakura just remember this is my house and I allowed you in here. I could've uh just called Yami back to uh-take care of you!" She said meekly." Tea stayed on the opposite side of the table, as Bakura tried to approach her on the opposite end. Tea was quick though and Bakura was somewhat tired and moody.
Sighing heavily, Bakura stopped and stared down. Tea smirked thinking she had won. Her face fault dropped as he stared up at her from underneath his bangs, smirking evilly at her. Tea's body shook as she stared at the creepy guy before her. That's when she noticed he was pulling out his ring from underneath his shirt. Tea's heart almost stopped as he stood up straight. His ring began to glow as Tea backed up.
Inside, Bakura was laughing. This girl was so confusing with her mood swings and strange feelings and all, but also amusing. She would be bubble headed and proud one minute and lose confidence the next. She wasn't afraid of too much but she had to make a comment about everything, even in the worst of situations, much like himself. 'This girl thinks I'm going to hurt her. How amusing. Little does SHE know that she has earned some trust from me for now.' He smirked widely, as Tea stared in horror. Her Living Room Table had disappeared!
"Your table is now in the Shadow Realm." He said simply. Tea sweat dropped. (*_*) What, the hell? "YOU sent my table to the shadow realm?!!!!!!! Bakura!" Bakura laughed out loud as Tea swelled up in anger. Her anger quickly dropped as he approached her, the table no longer becoming a burden. Tea would've run up the stairs too, if she hadn't tripped yet again over another rug, causing her entire body to fall on to the couch, on her belly. Bakura stood there perplexed, and uncertain. 'What a cluts.' He thought to himself, a bead of sweat forming on the side of his head. (0_0)
"Ouch." Tea moaned quietly "Great just great, I had to trip again." She said aloud unamused. Tea was about to get up when she felt a large amount of weight on top of her. 'No he's not! He's not!' She screamed in her head. She looked up, from the corner of her eyes and found Bakura sitting on top of her!
'HE IS!' She screamed mentally. "Bakura get off of me!" She yelled loudly.
"I think not." He said, folding his arms in front of him.
"Here, I'll give you the book if you get off of me." She said in desperation.
"Oh I can just take it just like this, see?" He said grabbing the book from under her stomach, tickling Tea in the process. Tea tried best to sustain her giggles afraid Bakura would know she was highly ticklish. But those little giggles did not escape Bakura. He stared down at her quizzically as she covered her mouth.
"Oh I see. Hehehe, this is most interesting to hear." He said smirking down. "Now answer me this Tea." He started seriously. "Are you better?"
Tea blinked a couple of times. "Better?" She asked.
"Yes better." He repeated. "Are you-
"Yeah I'm better, if that's what you mean Bakura. I feel much better today." She said smiling up at Bakura, who was still sitting on top of her.
"Good." He said smirking. "In that case-
Tea had no time to respond, she felt a pair of hands reach over to her side and tickle her repeatedly. "Bakura stop!" She yelled as she laughed her head off. Tears formed tears in her eyes from the amount of laughter she was producing. Bakura smirked as Tea squealed and rolled over in laughter.
"Hahaha, I give, I give!!" She yelled rolling back and forth. "Alright MERCY!!! Hahahaha!!!" Bakura stopped and looked down at her satisfied with what he had done. "Once again I win Tea." He retorted simply, getting off of her and sitting on the edge of the seat. Tea sat up and folded her arms, her face red and seriously.
"That wasn't funny." She said. Bakura just smirked, turning around to face her. "I thought it was, and by your laughter I think you thought it was too." He said with utter confidence. Tea relaxed a bit and smiled, causing waves of chills down Bakura's spine this time. They were extremely close Tea's face was inches away from his.
Silence entered the room. It was so quiet a pin needle would shake the house. Shadows of rain poured on the white wall across from them. A certain easiness filled their souls.
Tea didn't know what to do. His eyes attracted her, and a jolt of lightning ran through her veins. 'Am I attracted to him? But it's Bakura that's just sick. He's not stable and he does bad things, I can't just-just," Tea stared at him for what seemed like the longest time. He was the only one who came with her on his own free will, and he saved her life twice. This was also the evil spirit she was talking about too not Ryou, which made her believe he wasn't all bad. In fact she enjoyed his roughness. 'What was I going to say?' She asked herself uncertain. "Oh no! I'm attracted to the evil spirit of the ring, now why does that not sound right?'
Bakura wasn't sure why he had been so gentle with her. Why did he even save her? It bothered him greatly. He even took care of her during her depressive stage, when he had his own problems to worry about. He still needed to figure out what happened. It didn't make any sense to him. But there was something about the girl in front of him that was making him feel strange. He didn't want to leave her. In fact he had no intension of leaving her either, at least for now. He was experiencing-feelings? No, this wasn't right he had none. He enjoyed pain, he enjoyed hurting himself and others. So why was she having such an impact on him? She never did in the past. Or he never took the time to notice.
Tea had grown frustrated with the silence. She decided it was time to get up and move around. They could discuss each other's issues later. This was just making her feel incredibly strange.
Bakura why don't you just-
Tea's words were silenced. Her eyes went huge, and her heart stopped entirely as she felt her body jolt back an inch or two. Bakura's lips rested on hers, his hands gently touching her cheeks. His eyes were closed and narrowed but gentle at the same time. Tea didn't know what to do. She felt an entire streak of lightning jump through her entire nervous system. Instead of backing up and slapping him she felt herself deepening the kiss.
Another loud pierce of thunder roared, as Tea closed her eyes. She felt her arms wrap around his body tightly, seeking comfort and warmth. At first she thought she was going to have a heart attack from the feelings within. Her body slowly relaxed within his hands as her hand mingled with the locks of white hair.
Bakura could not explain his actions. It had become too much for him to bare. Something was driving him insane to the point where he could not control the emotions anymore. He regretted what he did the minute he touched her lips, but his eyes snapped open when he felt her kissing him back with equal passion. He felt fire within himself that was dormant for a very long time. He gently pushed his body against hers, the hair on his head almost standing up, feeling the warmth her body was generating. 'What is happening to me?' He asked within his head. He didn't care though, he didn't even want to move, but he knew he had to.
Both of them pulled apart simultaneously. They stared at each other for what seemed like the longest time. Both were gasping for air, uncertain what to do next. Bakura's eyes were huge and filled with confusion. She knew how he felt, because she also felt that way. But she also had a feeling he too felt. She saw passion and maybe something else she was uncertain of within those crimson orbs.
"I-I have to go—do something!" He stated quickly, jumping up and running up the stairs. Tea sat there deep in thought, still breathing hard. She felt her heart race, as she touched her lips. His lips felt so good, she regretted leaving them now. Actually she felt cold now that his body heat was gone. "I'm losing it." She whispered to herself.
Ding-dong.
The doorbell rang, sending Tea sprouting up. She stared at the door for a while. "Wonder who it could be." She thought to herself walking over to the door. Slowly her hand turned the knob, creaking it open. A gust of wind blew at her legs, bringing in a few mild drops of rain water. She raised an eyebrow, staring up at a form covered in a black poncho.
Tea didn't know what to say really. This creepy form made her feel uneasy. "Hello?" She asked shyly. "Can I help you?"
"Is this the Gardener residence?" A foreign and familiar voice asked. Tea blinked a couple of times regaining her composure. "Yes can I help you?"
"You must be Tea then am I correct?" Tea nodded more interested then before. "Yeah can I ask who you are?" She said curiously, bending down to see if she could get a better view of the face underneath the hood.
"Yes of course. Please do not be afraid, I do not come to hurt you I promise you that." He said seriously. "Okay." Tea began slightly disturbed.
Slowly a pair of tan hands came up and pushed back the hood. Blonde locks shined brightly against the cloudy, dark sky. Gold jewelry hung around his tan forehead, as deep violet eyes stared up over at her.
Tea's hands dropped by her side and went up again, covering her mouth in utter shock. "IT'S YOU!" She yelled aloud.
Bakura's eyes narrowed dangerously as he heard the girl downstairs yell (It's you!) He wasted no time in responding to her cries. He ran downstairs as fast as he could and stood there straight ahead. He sneered deeply as he saw Malik standing in the doorway, Tea staring out at him in shock. "Uh-come in I guess." She said snapping out of it. Malik entered staring, at the home before him, taking in every little detail. Another loud crash of thunder roared, causing Tea to tense. Malik was unfazed, but wondered why the girl lived in such a dark home.
Lightning followed close behind, lighting up the grey, shadowy room.
Malik's eyes snapped wide open, as the lightning flashed against the still form of Bakura, glaring back at the bottom of the stair case. His slanted eyes matched that of Malik who stiffened and stared at him in horror. Malik was uncertain what to say. His entire body froze.
"It's you!" He said instantly. "You have come back from the dead, why?" He asked, his eyes shaking back and forth as if not believing what he saw. Bakura stood there straight and tall, his arms by his side, and his small frown noticeable under his slanted and serious eyes. "Why the hell are you here?' Bakura snapped dangerously, causing Tea to swirl around and stare at him unsure.
It took a few seconds for Malik to respond. "I did not die, my Yami did. His soul died and mine was recovered. It is hard to explain I guess."
"No." Bakura stated suddenly. "I mean why are you here at the Gardener's residents?" He asked narrowing his eyes to tiny slants.
"I could ask you the same question. You were dead! And if you were alive why are you here? You have no business with that girl! You have tried to dispose of her and her friends many times. Next to my Yami you were always the most sadistic. Hurting yourself was no problem and hurting others was definitely no issue. Unless that is, you are staying here to recover forcing her to tend to your needs against her will!" He yelled back.
Bakura raised an eyebrow. "No I'm afraid you are wrong Malik. If only it was that simple. Besides you are not one to talk about being demented. Why I'm here, was the girl's concern and why I'm alive I do not know. What I have planned next is of no concern either at least for now. I am merely staying here because, well I don't know why. Now why are you here?"
Malik was not satisfied with that answer. In fact he was still in a state of shock, but he ignored it for now. "I am here to apologize to her. I have found all the others except her. That is why I'm here."
"Good because if you planned on using the girl for revenge I would have to kill you." Bakura said simply, his fist shaking a bit from anger building up inside.
"Sigh, I was thinking the same thing." Malik said back. "Well what have you and the girl been up to lately?" He asked slightly concerned. Bakura tensed and sweat dropped. His cheeks grew very hot but not red. Tea on the other hand was about to keel over.
"Uh hello girl in the room." Tea said aloud, Bakura and Malik turning around staring at her.
Tea rubbed her temples. This was going to be a long afternoon.
Zoeygirl: Well hoped you like it. I tend to put more romance in the next one, and hopefully fill you in on the mystery behind Bakura and RYOU! (^_^) Don't worry haven't forgotten about him! Well till next time, see ya! (O_-.)
