R Amythest: ME BACK! *dances* wowies, so people DO like this fic! Sorry, though, RBMIfan, I think I'm going to make this Malik/Ryou. Nothing too intense, though, probably the more explicit thing to happen in this fic is deep kisses. AKA: This fic is a FLUFF fic! ^_^
Malik: *is tied up* LET... ME... GO!
R Amythest: Oh yeah, and this was inspired by 'Anne of Byzantium,' by Tracy Bannett. (This won't have to do anything with it, though.) Very good novel. And there's a character called Malik, although he's slightly minor, kinda poor, and doesn't have dirty-blonde hair. *shrugs* Oh well. He's still somewhat Maliky! *hugglez Malik* ON WITH THE FIC!
Disclaimer: The day I own YuGiOh is the day Pokemon come to life and I can force Takahashi into giving it to me. But then I would have to own Pokemon, right? Well, then I'd have to be able to shoot Nintendo down with a Spirit Gun. But then I'd have to bring Yu Yu Hakusho to life. But then I'd have to – oh never mind, you get the point!
~Yami Bakura to Ryou~
[Ryou to Yami Bakura]
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The dawn is splayed before me. Luminous colors streak, reflecting across the ocean. The sky has an essence of wonder and life, the clouds drifting with tinted colors. Ripples on the water are highlighted with sparkling light, creating one of the most idealistic scenes for artists.
I sigh, resting my cheek on my arms. The mornings were always so vibrant, always a welcome contrast to the sharp, blinding light of the noon and the dull sunlight escaping between clouds on a foggy day. Early in the day and late at night were also the only times I ever had any freedom. At this memory, I tear slightly, remembering the times before I had my Yami. Beautiful, crystal days with boundless freedom and innocent naiveté.
"Trapped in life," I whisper, "a trap I can't escape. Yami demands me to be tougher? It's just not right for a hikari to be so harsh. It's not my nature… I can't stay isolated forever… I just want, for one day... to be free."
To be free. It's one of the only things that I'd ever say that amounts to me. More tears roll down my face. I squeeze my eyes shut, not wanted to be reminded of the beauty of life that I shall never experience. 'Those things only happen in dreams.' I sniffle, hugging my legs to my chest, resting my chin on my knees.
Unconsciously, I fall asleep....
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About an hour later, there is a squeaking sound behind me. I stand and turn around, my eyes widening at the sight behind me. There was a sandy-haired bronze-skinned boy, with a harsher duplicate behind him. A... Yami? "Help!" he chokes, gasping for hair. I grab my ring. What does that Yami want?! I stay frozen as he is dragged into the cabin. As the door slams shut, I fall to my knees. 'Why didn't I stop that Yami?!'
~Because I shall stop him.~
I almost stop breathing. [What?!]
~He has the Rod. I shall rid the child of him by stealing his item.~ With that, he closed the link. Horror flooded over me as I realized what that meant.
Half of a soul cannot survive on its own....
*~*~*
The ship blows its horn, and there is a slight jolt. I groan, pushing myself up on the rail. Another hour of thinking and I still can't conjure a way to save the boy.... I stay still for a few seconds, letting the sea wind ruffle my hair, before blending in with the crowd.
The island is truly beautiful. Trees are scattered across the surface, with a few caves and a giant castle in front of us.
~Run into the forest!~
[Huh?]
~NOW! The Pharaoh is near!~ I look around wildly. I spot Yugi with a determined face, Tea, Tristen, and Joey tailing him. Quickly, I dash into the small forest glade near the castle, ducking behind a tree and listening to Pegasus. ~AKA: the conceited millionare whom doesn't know the havoc he is unleashing.~ I sigh at this. I know his plot and everything... I just wish I could tell someone.... ~Don't even BEGIN to think about it.~
Banishing that thought from my mind, I pay more attention to Pegasus's lecture. But I find myself quickly bored, and decide to run off into the dueling arena for a head start instead. ~Good hikari, good...~
I don't have to search for long before I run into someone. Hard.
In fact, I think it was intentional.
I groan and rub my head, looking up. I freeze. It's the bronze boy from before!
"Oh, I'm sorry," he stutters, offering a hand. ~Don't do it, hikari, don't do it!~ Hesitantly, I place my hand in his, and he pulls me to his feet. [No harm done...] ~That's what you think.~
"Umm... thanks," I say, shifting my gaze.
"No problem," he replies awkwardly. "Er... my name's Malik,
what's yours?"
"Bakura," I reply softly.
~You're burrowing yourself deeper into his trap!~
I'm nearly at the point that I want to shout, "WHO CARES?!" to that Yami of mine. Real friends... doesn't he know how hard it is to find one? And now he wants to take it all away....
"Umm... so... you duel here?" I ask.
~Big mistake, yadounshi.~
Suddenly, his hair poofs up. A sign appears on his forehead.
One I know too well.
The Eye of Horus....
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R Amythest: *silence* it isn't the best meeting, but I wasn't in the mood.
Ryou: *shoves away pile of chibi plushies from various anime* *pants for breath* Geez, what have you gotten yourself into? *picks up plushie of a guy with red hair and green eyes with a magenta uniform and a rose*
R Amythest: MY KURAMA! *swipes plushie and huggles it*
Ryou: *sweatdrops*
R Amythest: and yeah, I know, it's short. I was busy typing the next chapter to 'Conspiracy of the Dead' so... sorry... but the next chapter will be better! Promise!
Ryou: Riiight... and how long are you going to take?
R Amythest: *ignores* REVIEW!