Shadowing Glory
The Sequel
'Thought'
"Spoken"
Reality (Normal Realm)
Fantasy (Card Realm)
~Dream~
[Shadow Realm]
/Yugi's voice in his head/
//Yami's voice in Yugi's head//
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Sequel: Part 2 – Scorning Presence
~ 'Retribution will be ever so sweet,' the dark Yami thought, scheming his next moves, 'I'll leave that little brat in the dark. Thinking he could destroy me in my own world? I may not be able to get him directly, but…' a malicious grin grew on his face. He knew exactly what he was going to do.
He wouldn't let some kid leave him to slowly decimate. Yugi was just another scared, useless and pitiful child without Yami. And that was what he was going to reduce him to.
"Tonight," he sneered, "I will take Yami away from him. I will force the darkness within Yami to surface, and then we will be one again. Then, I will have my revenge! Without the support and backing of his other half, Yugi won't have the courage or self-confidence to take on anyone, especially me, and reunited with my body, I'll have all my power back…"
He threw back his head and began to laugh manically.
Once he got his hands on the power, every realm in existence would be under his mercy.
No one would be able to stand in his way... ~
"Yami, what's up?" Yugi questioned as he peered up at the other quizzically with his large violet eyes.
Yami shook the feeling off and sighed, "Nothing. Shouldn't you be leaving for school?"
Yugi folded his petit arms, "Maybe… but I'm not leaving without you,"
Yami nodded and returned into the Millennium Puzzle before Yugi threw his satchel over one shoulder and sprinted out of the door, locking it as he left.
/ So, / he commented to his Yami, / what is 'nothing'? /
// Nothing is exactly as it is. //
/ Nuh-uh! Tell me, please? /
// ……… //
/ Pleeeeaaaaassssse? /
Yami sighed in defeat at the strained word of his angel, // Just a dream, that's all. You know I can't take things like it lightly. //
Yugi blinked, / I didn't know you dreamed, / he commented.
// …… I don't, or, at least, I didn't. That's why I'm so bothered by this. //
/ Uh-huh…/ how could Yugi ignore this? He knew just how bad dreams could get…
Or so he thought.
* * * * * *
Bakura extended a hand, and reached out his slender delicate fingers ready to grasp and turn the shining handle upon his front door, but abruptly froze; he whimpered as he raised the hand to his forehead, clutching it as he sunk against the wall grimacing.
"Not another migraine…" he murmured, sighing.
Only a fortnight or so ago, on his vacation, he had had a couple of severe ones, and it was the last thing he wanted or needed.
After resting for a minute or so, he pushed himself off of the wall, and breathed deeply until his head calmed down, before turning round and heading in search of some aspirin.
Having found some, he quickly swallowed it down, and after a second, headed back to the door and left his home for school quickly.
The gentle breeze blew his soft white hair into his pale face as he paced down the street, and his chocolate eyes narrowed as he squinted, pausing as his migraine reared up again. 'It shouldn't have returned so soon…' he thought, brushing a hand over his face as he resumed his walking, at a slower speed.
He had a queasy feeling in his stomach, but swallowed all his worries back as he approached the school gates, joining with his waiting friends just as he passed through them.
* * * * * *
The majority of the day had passed quickly, and lunchtime had rolled steadily round. The gang had decided that Téa's striking enclosed spot would be their new lunch-spot on clear or sunny days as such, and the five were heading over to the bench.
"I ain't sittin' on the floor," Joey remarked, crossing him arms.
"Either am I," Téa said, pushing in front of him.
"I'm getting a seat and that's that," Tristan joined in.
Joey raised an eyebrow, "What if all three of us can't though?"
Téa smirked, "Ladies first,"
Joey grinned, "Nuh-uh, no offence but you ain't no lady yet!"
Téa growled as she dug a nail into his back. Tristan tried to pull her away, only making her mood worse. Yugi chuckled at them as he passed them, and stopped to get a front row seat, until he noticed the quiet other walking ahead and sitting down onto the bench, dropping his head down so his snowy locks fell over his face, concealing it.
Bakura swung his legs round onto the bench and cupped his outstretched hands round the top of his knees, before looking up as Yugi approached and sat down next to him, looking concerned, "Are you all right?" he questioned, blinking his large violet eyes.
Bakura's soft lips curved into a slight smile, "…I have a migraine, but I'll survive. "
Yugi placed a hand on Bakura's shoulder as his deep brown eyes stared at him, "Thank you for the concern though," he said quietly as the sight smile faded from his face and he dropped his head down again.
Both smaller figures jumped as Joey dived onto the last of the space on the bench, leaving Tristan and Téa dumbfounded, much to his amusement. "He who is sharp gets the seat! You should've paid more attention, suckas!" he said, pulling a face at the angered pair before turning to the two on the bench. "Somethin' wrong?" he quizzed, his cheeky expression turning sombre.
Bakura simply pulled his knees to his chest and held them tighter, whilst Yugi watched sadly before turning his attention back to the blonde and shaking his head, "Well, nothing that can be helped, anyway."
Joey grimaced as Téa pushed her nails into him and drove him off of the bench, taking his seat as he dropped into the grass, before poking her tongue out at the now pouting Joey.
Tristan laughed at him, making the blonde sigh.
// ……… //
Yugi stared up at the sky as he took note of the pharaoh's presence. / What's wrong? / he questioned him.
// I have a bad premonition, be careful. //
/ Okay… / Yugi began to wonder what had brought it on.
Bakura buried his head into his chest, closing his chocolate eyes. 'I hope this isn't what I fear it is… I thought… he had been banished for good…'
Joey was resolved that if he couldn't sit on the bench, he'd do the next best thing.
"Hey…!" Téa cried out, as he sat upon her lap, laughing, "Fine! You can have the seat! Just get off of me!"
* * * * * *
~The dark Yami smirked as he finished the last of the adjustments necessary for pulling off his scheme. In a few more hours, Yami would walk straight into his trap, and Yugi couldn't do anything about it... "Finally… retribution…" ~
Yugi waved bye one last time to Joey, Téa and Tristan as he raced out of school to get back to the games shop, as early as he could; but firstly he wanted to check up on the small white-haired youth. He just happened to be walking off not too far from him, so he ran to catch him up. "Bakura! How are you feeling now?" he called out as he caught up with him.
His head was down, his face veiled by his hair. He seemed to be doing it a lot from after lunch onwards, and he waved it off, still walking along.
"You sure?" Yugi blinked, still walking beside him.
No one else seemed to be around, and Bakura stopped on the spot.
"Bakura…?" Yugi questioned.
He almost jumped out of his skin and he heard the laughing of a deep voice and gasped, as Bakura turned round, smirking malevolently, "…It's Yami Bakura, actually," the deep voice said, as the small darkened brown eyes fixated upon him, " and I believe we have something to settle, Yugi."
To Be Continued…