((A/N: Warning!!! This is the result of *bad* subtitles and my hatred of Malik. I'm so abusive to the characters of this show… ))
****Normal POV****
Malik snickered. 'That fool Bakura…'
Rashid, who stood behind him, was staring at the duelists, tapping the Millennium Rod against his arm boredly. He then began to laugh as well, although not exactly grasping the reason of his laughter. Malik glared at him over his shoulder.
"What are you laughing about?"
"Um…"
Rashid paused for a moment, his mind drawing a blank.
"Idiot!"
Malik slapped Rashid across the face, causing the Rod to slip from his grasp. The Millennium Rod hit the metal ground, a clanking noise echoing through the area. No one had really paid any attention to the clatter. They were too focused on the duel. Although, in hitting the ground, a small piece was chipped off the side and barely noticeable, but it was just enough to set Ryou's soul free. His spirit floated out of the damaged side, making its way back to Bakura, completely unseen by the ones watching.
Malik smacked Rashid once again, gritting his teeth. Bending down, he picked up the Rod, shaking it in Rashid's face.
"Stupid! You almost broke my Millennium Tinny Stick!"
"Malik-sama… wasn't it the Millennium Cane? Or… Wand?"
"No! It's a Stick! Stick!"
By now, they had everyone's attention, except for Bakura and Yami's.
"Namu, what's wrong? Did Malik do something?" Jounouchi asked, scratching the back of his head. Malik popped a smile on his face, turning to Jounouchi.
"No… everything's fine!"
"…."
Turning back to the duel, the frown returned to Malik's face, directing it to Rashid. A cry echoed through the air, causing everything to grow silent. Malik looked up on terror. It couldn't be…
To Malik's horror, Ryou's spirit had been freed from the Millennium Rod and had re-entered his body.
Ryou let out a yelp, falling to his knees. He was in immense pain… Although he wasn't sure why. He lifted up the sleeve of his sea green jacket, only to reveal a bandaged cut. By now, Ryou's body trembled in pain.
"It hurts… It hurts…"
Yami, realizing Ryou had returned to Bakura's body, tried to cross the arena to his side. Holding out his hand, the referee shouted out to him.
"Yugi Motou! You may not help the other duelist! If you do, you will be disqualified!"
Yami stopped in his tracks, his eyes going from the referee to Ryou, who was still on the ground in pain.
By now, everyone watching was worried about Bakura; not noticing Bria was in the same position on the floor behind them. Trish hovered over her, trying to comfort her.
The area grew quiet as Ryou became silent. Ryou, once again possessed by his Yami, got to his feet, addressing Yami.
"Yugi… Ryou is my hikari… his body is important to me. I can't allow him to die. So attack me now… Just don't harm Ryou…"
Yami, respecting Bakura's words, attacked Bakura with his God of Osiris and wiping out his last life points. Bakura's body was engulfed by Osiris' bright blast, immense heat lapping at his skin. He let out a cry of pain, feeling the heat tear away at his body. Finally, the energy faded. His skin seemed to sting, his head began to hurt… Weakened from the blast, he collapsed on the spot, almost immediately passing out.
As the Duelist Platform lowered, the group rushed over to his side. Honda kneeled down, picking up Bakura's dead weight. Bria, although connected with both Ryou and Bakura, had not passed out nor felt the pain that Bakura had felt during the attack. She could only imagine the pain he had to go through… The only reason she could come up with for not feeling the pain was because Ryou was inside of his body… With that, Trish helped her koibito to her feet; the two followed the group, retreating to the elevator as well.
A cool breeze swept past the duelists as the lights that surrounded the rooftop arena died down. Seto watched, his eyes following their every move. His white jacket blew in the wind, his dark hair being ruffled. It was growing colder by the second… Mokuba was still perched at his side, watching his big brother.
"Nii-sama… is something wrong?"
"…iie, Mokuba." Was all Seto offered as a reply.
The doors closed behind the group of people crammed into the small elevator. Seto faced the breeze again, lost in thought, almost not hearing his little brother's words.
"Will Bakura be alright, nii-sama?"
"…hai, Mokuba."
"I heard them talking about asking you to land the ship so we can get him to a hospital…"
"There's no need for that, Mokuba. He'll be fine…"
"If you say so, nii-sama." Mokuba replied with a sigh, trusting in his brother's words.
****Seto's POV****
That night, I couldn't help but check on Bakura. The others had confronted me about landing the Battle Ship, and of course I turned them down. Fools. I wouldn't let Bakura die… I was going to take care of him myself. Of course, they wouldn't know that.
I slid the card key through the slot, the door sliding open. There, in the undersized, dark room, was Bakura, asleep in his bed. Somehow, the Ring had found its way to his pillow… Strange… I had heard Yugi say earlier that it was missing…
Shrugging it off, I dragged a chair to Bakura's bedside. I hated to awake Bakura, but I couldn't see well in the dimly lit room. Flipping the lights on, I slid into the chair, taking a thermometer out of my first aid kit. I studied Bakura for a moment… Obviously the light hadn't awakened him yet.
I then noticed all the scratches on his arms and a few on his face… They didn't look serious, but there was clearly enough to have caused a lot of pain. Sticking the thermometer in his mouth, I couldn't help but brush the bangs out of his eyes. Bakura… Bakura Ryou…
****Bakura's POV****
As I sit here in my shadow room, I can see Seto clearly, even though my hikari isn't awake. I should wake him just to see how he reacts to see Seto… Heh heh…
Seto… He was taking care of my hikari… I'm not going to sit here and admit to being a softie like my hikari, but something in his eyes told me... Maybe, just maybe, he cared…? I noticed Seto was spacing out… Time to work my magic. Heh heh. Oh Ryyyooouuuu…
****Seto's POV****
As I took the thermometer from Bakura's mouth, I saw his temperature was normal… I had to admit I was relieved. Here before me was the Bakura I had known back at the Duelist Kingdom… The one I had saved… The one I had… fallen in love with…
I could feel my heart beat faster. I had never actually been in love, until the day I met Bakura. I was about to reminisce on those good ol' days (yes I'm being sarcastic, dumbass), when I realized Bakura was stirring.
He sat up, breathing quite heavily, those big brown hues full of fear. Seeing me didn't seemed to help much. He turned, facing me, an even more distressed look forming on his face.
"S-S-S…Seto! I mean, Kaiba!" he stuttered. A red tint darkened on his cheeks.
I had been taken by surprise as well and had shot back in my chair, almost tipping over. Our eyes met… I held my breath… Those eyes… I felt so stupid, just sitting and staring, not budging. I somehow managed to stop myself from blushing. That was a close call…
After a moment, he seemed to calm down. I watched as his chocolate eyes fell to the white sheets below, which were clenched tightly between his delicate fingers.
"I… I'm sorry… You startled me…"
I remained quiet as to savor his sweet voice in my mind… Although, he seemed to take my silence as anger. His eyes shifted away from me, a gloomy look forming on his innocent face. Not knowing what else to do, I said the first thing that came to my mind…
"Are you feeling any better?"
He turned, facing me again, looking as if surprised by my question. Big, brown hues seemed to smile as he replied.
"I…I'm doing much better…"
I could tell he was lying as he eyed the multiple cuts on his arm. He began to speak again, when his voice began to waver… Hugging his arms, he leaned forward, his eyes clenched tightly together. I couldn't help but lean close to him, my hand resting on his smooth shoulder. He was trembling…
"Bakura?"
It took him a moment to react. Obviously terrified of something, his head tilted up, looking at me, his eyes full of fear. I didn't know what to do… I wanted to comfort him so bad... Sliding out of my seat and onto the edge of his bed, I took his shoulders in my hands, not sure if this would comfort him or make him even more uneasy. As if on cue, as soon as I touched his shoulders, he flung his body into my arms, his head resting on my chest. I could feel his quivering arms wrap around my back underneath my coat, firmly gripping my shirt with his thin fingers. I could feel my cheeks become hot… My mind returned to the matter at hand, my eyes on Bakura's shaking body.
"Bakura… What's wrong?"
Bakura hesitated, his horror-filled eyes looking up at me once again. His mouth slowly opened, trying to form words, but nothing came out. What had frightened him so? My eyes narrowed. Leaning down, I asked once again.
"What's wrong?"
"I…I had a dream…" He hesitated once again.
"Go on…"
"There was a man… He came in my room with this eerie grin… And those creepy purple eyes… He put the Millennium Ring beside me…" Bakura paused for a moment. I urged him to go on, wanting to know what had bothered him so.
"He sat beside me on my bed and pinned my arms down so that I couldn't move, then he slid on top of me and started kissing my neck… Before I knew it he was taking my clothes off. And as much as I cried out, no one came to help me… It was horrible-"
Bakura began to sob. As much as I tried to comfort him, I don't think I helped much. The sobs only grew louder as I patted his back. It was clear to me now. Although, what if someone had tried to rape him? I felt my fists clench tight as my blood began to boil. My eyes narrowed with hatred, my heart began to pound. I don't think I had ever been so angry in my life… Taking Bakura by the shoulders, I pulled him away from me, only to see his tear-filled eyes, the tiny droplets of water gleaming in the light.
"Bakura, did he say who he was?"
"He said his name was… Malik."
Malik. I immediately got to my feet, my blood pressure shooting through the roof. I'll kill him… But before I could reach the door, Bakura's sweet voice stopped me.
"Wait!"
I froze. Slowly turning to face him, I awaited his response.
"I… I wasn't finished…"
Crossing my arms, I expected him to finish the horrible dream. Great, piss me off even more. His pure brown eyes met with my angered cerulean ones, only to catch me off guard once again.
"Well… Malik was doing horrible things to me… Until there was a bright light… It was coming from where the door is… Malik disappeared, and when I woke up, you were there." He fell silent for a moment, only to say one more thing. "You saved me Kaiba… Th-Thank you…"
All the anger drained from my body. I stood there in disbelief, ready for reality to come and smack me in the face. Instead, Bakura's kind voice awoke me out of my daze of doubt.
"Kaiba… are you alright?"
I was ready to leave. I had embarrassed myself enough for once night. Muttering a quick, 'I'm fine.' I was out the door, not allowing another word to be spoken between us.
****Bakura's POV****
I hated that I had to show Ryou that horrible vision. But I just had to know if Kaiba had feelings for my hikari… But even now, I'm unsure. He seemed to be angry, but the reason for his anger is unknown! Damn you Seto Kaiba!
****Yugi's POV****
My Yami had really done a number on Bakura. I felt so bad about it… I decided to check up on him and see how he was doing. Although, I didn't really know where his room was. Deciding to go look for it, I entered the elevator.
As I stepped out of the elevator, I bumped into a body that just seemed to appear in front of me. Looking up, I realized it was Kaiba! My cheeks turned red as I caught the icy glare coming from his eyes. Stepping back, I tried to speak to him. Instead, he shoved me aside. I turned to follow him, but the elevator doors shut in my face. Feeling hurt, my eyes dropped to the floor. I had to admit… I sort of had a crush on Kaiba… I hated to see him angry. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard Jounouchi's voice behind me. Turning away from the elevator, I saw Jounouchi leaned up against the wall, his arms crossed over his white and blue shirt.
"Hey Yugi, don't let him get to ya."
"Oh Jounouchi!"
Running over to him, he caught me in his arms, bringing me into a light hug. I nuzzled against his soft, warm shirt, already feeling better. I lifted my head, giving him a warm smile. I loved Jounouchi almost as much as I loved Yami… But I wouldn't tell him that. Jounouchi waved a hand at the room beside Kaiba's, an annoyed look forming on his face.
"Kaiba just left that room. I dunno who's it is, but 'e was in there for a while."
I felt my heart fall. What could Kaiba possibly been doing in there for so long? My thoughts were, once again, interrupted by Trish, who was trotting along as if she didn't see us. It's strange. Raising my hand, I waved, which momentarily caught her attention. She smiled, waved back, and slid into the now empty elevator. As the doors closed behind her, Bria entered the room, sliding her card key though the mystery room's door. She disappeared into the room just as quickly as she had entered. Looking up, my gaze met with Jounouchi's. Apparently, we both had the same idea.
We rushed over to the door, leaning up against it, placing our ears against the cold metal. Silence.
"You 'ear anything, Yuge?"
"Nothing at all."
It was completely silent in the hallway now. Giving up, I followed Jounouchi to the snack machine. It was going to be a long night.
((A bit of ooc-ness, but I promise the rest of my stories won't be like this. In fact, I've got a sequel and another Baku/Seto story coming up. Enjoy! Please review! ))
****Normal POV****
Malik snickered. 'That fool Bakura…'
Rashid, who stood behind him, was staring at the duelists, tapping the Millennium Rod against his arm boredly. He then began to laugh as well, although not exactly grasping the reason of his laughter. Malik glared at him over his shoulder.
"What are you laughing about?"
"Um…"
Rashid paused for a moment, his mind drawing a blank.
"Idiot!"
Malik slapped Rashid across the face, causing the Rod to slip from his grasp. The Millennium Rod hit the metal ground, a clanking noise echoing through the area. No one had really paid any attention to the clatter. They were too focused on the duel. Although, in hitting the ground, a small piece was chipped off the side and barely noticeable, but it was just enough to set Ryou's soul free. His spirit floated out of the damaged side, making its way back to Bakura, completely unseen by the ones watching.
Malik smacked Rashid once again, gritting his teeth. Bending down, he picked up the Rod, shaking it in Rashid's face.
"Stupid! You almost broke my Millennium Tinny Stick!"
"Malik-sama… wasn't it the Millennium Cane? Or… Wand?"
"No! It's a Stick! Stick!"
By now, they had everyone's attention, except for Bakura and Yami's.
"Namu, what's wrong? Did Malik do something?" Jounouchi asked, scratching the back of his head. Malik popped a smile on his face, turning to Jounouchi.
"No… everything's fine!"
"…."
Turning back to the duel, the frown returned to Malik's face, directing it to Rashid. A cry echoed through the air, causing everything to grow silent. Malik looked up on terror. It couldn't be…
To Malik's horror, Ryou's spirit had been freed from the Millennium Rod and had re-entered his body.
Ryou let out a yelp, falling to his knees. He was in immense pain… Although he wasn't sure why. He lifted up the sleeve of his sea green jacket, only to reveal a bandaged cut. By now, Ryou's body trembled in pain.
"It hurts… It hurts…"
Yami, realizing Ryou had returned to Bakura's body, tried to cross the arena to his side. Holding out his hand, the referee shouted out to him.
"Yugi Motou! You may not help the other duelist! If you do, you will be disqualified!"
Yami stopped in his tracks, his eyes going from the referee to Ryou, who was still on the ground in pain.
By now, everyone watching was worried about Bakura; not noticing Bria was in the same position on the floor behind them. Trish hovered over her, trying to comfort her.
The area grew quiet as Ryou became silent. Ryou, once again possessed by his Yami, got to his feet, addressing Yami.
"Yugi… Ryou is my hikari… his body is important to me. I can't allow him to die. So attack me now… Just don't harm Ryou…"
Yami, respecting Bakura's words, attacked Bakura with his God of Osiris and wiping out his last life points. Bakura's body was engulfed by Osiris' bright blast, immense heat lapping at his skin. He let out a cry of pain, feeling the heat tear away at his body. Finally, the energy faded. His skin seemed to sting, his head began to hurt… Weakened from the blast, he collapsed on the spot, almost immediately passing out.
As the Duelist Platform lowered, the group rushed over to his side. Honda kneeled down, picking up Bakura's dead weight. Bria, although connected with both Ryou and Bakura, had not passed out nor felt the pain that Bakura had felt during the attack. She could only imagine the pain he had to go through… The only reason she could come up with for not feeling the pain was because Ryou was inside of his body… With that, Trish helped her koibito to her feet; the two followed the group, retreating to the elevator as well.
A cool breeze swept past the duelists as the lights that surrounded the rooftop arena died down. Seto watched, his eyes following their every move. His white jacket blew in the wind, his dark hair being ruffled. It was growing colder by the second… Mokuba was still perched at his side, watching his big brother.
"Nii-sama… is something wrong?"
"…iie, Mokuba." Was all Seto offered as a reply.
The doors closed behind the group of people crammed into the small elevator. Seto faced the breeze again, lost in thought, almost not hearing his little brother's words.
"Will Bakura be alright, nii-sama?"
"…hai, Mokuba."
"I heard them talking about asking you to land the ship so we can get him to a hospital…"
"There's no need for that, Mokuba. He'll be fine…"
"If you say so, nii-sama." Mokuba replied with a sigh, trusting in his brother's words.
****Seto's POV****
That night, I couldn't help but check on Bakura. The others had confronted me about landing the Battle Ship, and of course I turned them down. Fools. I wouldn't let Bakura die… I was going to take care of him myself. Of course, they wouldn't know that.
I slid the card key through the slot, the door sliding open. There, in the undersized, dark room, was Bakura, asleep in his bed. Somehow, the Ring had found its way to his pillow… Strange… I had heard Yugi say earlier that it was missing…
Shrugging it off, I dragged a chair to Bakura's bedside. I hated to awake Bakura, but I couldn't see well in the dimly lit room. Flipping the lights on, I slid into the chair, taking a thermometer out of my first aid kit. I studied Bakura for a moment… Obviously the light hadn't awakened him yet.
I then noticed all the scratches on his arms and a few on his face… They didn't look serious, but there was clearly enough to have caused a lot of pain. Sticking the thermometer in his mouth, I couldn't help but brush the bangs out of his eyes. Bakura… Bakura Ryou…
****Bakura's POV****
As I sit here in my shadow room, I can see Seto clearly, even though my hikari isn't awake. I should wake him just to see how he reacts to see Seto… Heh heh…
Seto… He was taking care of my hikari… I'm not going to sit here and admit to being a softie like my hikari, but something in his eyes told me... Maybe, just maybe, he cared…? I noticed Seto was spacing out… Time to work my magic. Heh heh. Oh Ryyyooouuuu…
****Seto's POV****
As I took the thermometer from Bakura's mouth, I saw his temperature was normal… I had to admit I was relieved. Here before me was the Bakura I had known back at the Duelist Kingdom… The one I had saved… The one I had… fallen in love with…
I could feel my heart beat faster. I had never actually been in love, until the day I met Bakura. I was about to reminisce on those good ol' days (yes I'm being sarcastic, dumbass), when I realized Bakura was stirring.
He sat up, breathing quite heavily, those big brown hues full of fear. Seeing me didn't seemed to help much. He turned, facing me, an even more distressed look forming on his face.
"S-S-S…Seto! I mean, Kaiba!" he stuttered. A red tint darkened on his cheeks.
I had been taken by surprise as well and had shot back in my chair, almost tipping over. Our eyes met… I held my breath… Those eyes… I felt so stupid, just sitting and staring, not budging. I somehow managed to stop myself from blushing. That was a close call…
After a moment, he seemed to calm down. I watched as his chocolate eyes fell to the white sheets below, which were clenched tightly between his delicate fingers.
"I… I'm sorry… You startled me…"
I remained quiet as to savor his sweet voice in my mind… Although, he seemed to take my silence as anger. His eyes shifted away from me, a gloomy look forming on his innocent face. Not knowing what else to do, I said the first thing that came to my mind…
"Are you feeling any better?"
He turned, facing me again, looking as if surprised by my question. Big, brown hues seemed to smile as he replied.
"I…I'm doing much better…"
I could tell he was lying as he eyed the multiple cuts on his arm. He began to speak again, when his voice began to waver… Hugging his arms, he leaned forward, his eyes clenched tightly together. I couldn't help but lean close to him, my hand resting on his smooth shoulder. He was trembling…
"Bakura?"
It took him a moment to react. Obviously terrified of something, his head tilted up, looking at me, his eyes full of fear. I didn't know what to do… I wanted to comfort him so bad... Sliding out of my seat and onto the edge of his bed, I took his shoulders in my hands, not sure if this would comfort him or make him even more uneasy. As if on cue, as soon as I touched his shoulders, he flung his body into my arms, his head resting on my chest. I could feel his quivering arms wrap around my back underneath my coat, firmly gripping my shirt with his thin fingers. I could feel my cheeks become hot… My mind returned to the matter at hand, my eyes on Bakura's shaking body.
"Bakura… What's wrong?"
Bakura hesitated, his horror-filled eyes looking up at me once again. His mouth slowly opened, trying to form words, but nothing came out. What had frightened him so? My eyes narrowed. Leaning down, I asked once again.
"What's wrong?"
"I…I had a dream…" He hesitated once again.
"Go on…"
"There was a man… He came in my room with this eerie grin… And those creepy purple eyes… He put the Millennium Ring beside me…" Bakura paused for a moment. I urged him to go on, wanting to know what had bothered him so.
"He sat beside me on my bed and pinned my arms down so that I couldn't move, then he slid on top of me and started kissing my neck… Before I knew it he was taking my clothes off. And as much as I cried out, no one came to help me… It was horrible-"
Bakura began to sob. As much as I tried to comfort him, I don't think I helped much. The sobs only grew louder as I patted his back. It was clear to me now. Although, what if someone had tried to rape him? I felt my fists clench tight as my blood began to boil. My eyes narrowed with hatred, my heart began to pound. I don't think I had ever been so angry in my life… Taking Bakura by the shoulders, I pulled him away from me, only to see his tear-filled eyes, the tiny droplets of water gleaming in the light.
"Bakura, did he say who he was?"
"He said his name was… Malik."
Malik. I immediately got to my feet, my blood pressure shooting through the roof. I'll kill him… But before I could reach the door, Bakura's sweet voice stopped me.
"Wait!"
I froze. Slowly turning to face him, I awaited his response.
"I… I wasn't finished…"
Crossing my arms, I expected him to finish the horrible dream. Great, piss me off even more. His pure brown eyes met with my angered cerulean ones, only to catch me off guard once again.
"Well… Malik was doing horrible things to me… Until there was a bright light… It was coming from where the door is… Malik disappeared, and when I woke up, you were there." He fell silent for a moment, only to say one more thing. "You saved me Kaiba… Th-Thank you…"
All the anger drained from my body. I stood there in disbelief, ready for reality to come and smack me in the face. Instead, Bakura's kind voice awoke me out of my daze of doubt.
"Kaiba… are you alright?"
I was ready to leave. I had embarrassed myself enough for once night. Muttering a quick, 'I'm fine.' I was out the door, not allowing another word to be spoken between us.
****Bakura's POV****
I hated that I had to show Ryou that horrible vision. But I just had to know if Kaiba had feelings for my hikari… But even now, I'm unsure. He seemed to be angry, but the reason for his anger is unknown! Damn you Seto Kaiba!
****Yugi's POV****
My Yami had really done a number on Bakura. I felt so bad about it… I decided to check up on him and see how he was doing. Although, I didn't really know where his room was. Deciding to go look for it, I entered the elevator.
As I stepped out of the elevator, I bumped into a body that just seemed to appear in front of me. Looking up, I realized it was Kaiba! My cheeks turned red as I caught the icy glare coming from his eyes. Stepping back, I tried to speak to him. Instead, he shoved me aside. I turned to follow him, but the elevator doors shut in my face. Feeling hurt, my eyes dropped to the floor. I had to admit… I sort of had a crush on Kaiba… I hated to see him angry. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard Jounouchi's voice behind me. Turning away from the elevator, I saw Jounouchi leaned up against the wall, his arms crossed over his white and blue shirt.
"Hey Yugi, don't let him get to ya."
"Oh Jounouchi!"
Running over to him, he caught me in his arms, bringing me into a light hug. I nuzzled against his soft, warm shirt, already feeling better. I lifted my head, giving him a warm smile. I loved Jounouchi almost as much as I loved Yami… But I wouldn't tell him that. Jounouchi waved a hand at the room beside Kaiba's, an annoyed look forming on his face.
"Kaiba just left that room. I dunno who's it is, but 'e was in there for a while."
I felt my heart fall. What could Kaiba possibly been doing in there for so long? My thoughts were, once again, interrupted by Trish, who was trotting along as if she didn't see us. It's strange. Raising my hand, I waved, which momentarily caught her attention. She smiled, waved back, and slid into the now empty elevator. As the doors closed behind her, Bria entered the room, sliding her card key though the mystery room's door. She disappeared into the room just as quickly as she had entered. Looking up, my gaze met with Jounouchi's. Apparently, we both had the same idea.
We rushed over to the door, leaning up against it, placing our ears against the cold metal. Silence.
"You 'ear anything, Yuge?"
"Nothing at all."
It was completely silent in the hallway now. Giving up, I followed Jounouchi to the snack machine. It was going to be a long night.
((A bit of ooc-ness, but I promise the rest of my stories won't be like this. In fact, I've got a sequel and another Baku/Seto story coming up. Enjoy! Please review! ))