Author's Note: Um..I'm changing the summary a little bit. And thanks to those who have reviewed this *sniffles* I feel so important. Anyways, here's the new summary: What if Bakura could send his yami to the Shadow Realm for all the things he has done? What will Yami Bakura do to stop this from happening?
Stormy Weather
Chapter 1: The Change of Heart card
6:00 A.M.
Ryou Bakura:
The sound of my alarm clock jolted me awake, releasing me from my dark dreams. I stretched and turned over slowly, feeling the soreness in my bones and muscles. I narrowed my eyes at the numbers on my alarm clock face: 6:00 A.M. That was plenty of time for me to get in one bath and take some of the blood off of my walls. I could do the rest when I got home from school so I could avoid my yami's cold scolding.
I pushed the blankets off of my body and got to my feet carefully. A wave of dizziness washed over me, making my stomach lurch. /Ugh…maybe this morning wouldn't be so grand after all./ I rushed into my bathroom and painstakingly brought up the liquid contents of last night's late dinner. It seemed to me that I was always sick—even before my yami's arrival. My father told me that it was something I would grow out of with time.
That was a lie and he knew it. It was something that stayed with me ever since my mother died. I guess the shock stayed with me as a painful reminder of my life. I wiped my mouth with the back of my wrist and moved to the knobs that controlled the water flow into the bathtub. I turned both knobs with a half twist and pressed another knob to block the water. Once again, I wondered why I had to deal with all this pain.
I glanced at the mirror on the back of the door and inspected my halfway swollen face. A blue/blackish bruise stood out under my eye, marring my used to be fair skin I had tried releasing myself several months ago out of pure desperation.
(Flashback)
Ryou Bakura sat awfully still on his cold kitchen floor, staring at the space in front of himself. Just a few inches from his trembling bloody grip was a small, sharp knife. That very same knife was Yami Bakura's favorite knife, the very same one he used for other demented tasks he carried out. The yami, himself, was back in his soul room, no doubt plotting something else to harm Ryou. Ryou's eyes settled on this particular knife with a hazy frown on his face.
Both of his bruised lips eased up into a small smile as thoughts ran through his head. He suddenly wanted that knife more than life itself. He grasped the knife with his thin fingers and moved it to his left wrist, eyes closed in appointed release.
"What are you doing, aibou?"
The voice shook Ryou awake from his daze and made him flinch repeatedly.
"I-I-I…" He stammered.
"You weren't thinking of killing yourself were you, aibou?"
Ryou threw the knife away from his body, trembling violently.
"N-No."
Yami Bakura seized his hikari by his chin and turned it towards him.
"Good boy, but if you try that again, I'm not sure what I'll do."
(End Flashback)
The bath water did wonders for my mood surprisingly enough. I found myself a hell of a lot more cheerful than before, which was…well…good for me. I was dressed in my normal school outfit (one that wasn't laced with blood). Now my next task was to remove some of the blood from my living room. My house was eerily silent and I knew that my yami was somewhere else in the house, brooding or something. I could feel his eyes on me as I set my table back into place. It wasn't long before my extra time expired and I had to head to Domino High.
Domino High School
8:10 A.M.
Ryou Bakura:
I entered my classroom with an hour before class to spare. Yugi and his friends were in the corner, glancing at their Deal Monsters cards.
"Hey Bakura! Come on over!" Yugi shouted with a big grin on his face.
I wanted to wrinkle my nose at him for some odd reason. (Well, not exactly odd, more like oblivious.) I envied Yugi because of the relationship between him and his yami. Yami, himself, was certainly better than my violent yami. I envied Joey and Tristian because they were oh so much stronger and Téa was…well…herself. I walked over to the group calmly, keeping my expression unreadable.
"Bakura, we were just talking about our favorite cards and um..do you have one?" Yugi asked, holding out his hand full of cards.
One caught my eye and demanded my attention. It had the picture of an angel with one angel wing and one demon wing. She was pale with long brown hair and she had a rueful smile on her lips.
"W-What is that?"
I pointed to the card slowly. Yugi picked the card out with ease and held it up for all to see.
"It's the 'Change of Heart' card, Bakura."
/Change of Heart, huh? I know of it's effects thanks to a certain tomb robber./
"That represents me then," I said softly.
"That's a weird looking card, but its ok for you Bakura," Joey commented.
/That's funny, I find it beautiful./
~Who are you?~
I whirled around, trying to find the person who said the sentence. There was no one else in the classroom.
"I must be hearing things."
I laughed and turned back around so that I could talk to Yugi some more. The desks where they sat were empty and there was no trace of them being there. /Did they leave me or something?/
~Who are you?~
I blinked.
"I'm Ryou. Ryou Bakura," I said aloud.
~You are different from the others. You are darker…~
"Darker?"
~You can wield the shadows, young one.~
/Wield the shadows? But I thought my yami and the other's yamis could only use that power./
"You must be mistaken. My yami has the power shadows, not I."
~You will know in due time, Ryou Bakura. And when that time comes, I will appear to you.~
"Wait! I don't understand!"
There was no answer. But how do I get out of here. As if on cue, the room began to swim all around my vision and I immediately swooned. I hit the floor with a dull thud and knew no more.
8:37 P.M.
Ryou Bakura:
I shot awake violently, a cold sweat breaking out on my forehead. /What happened to the classroom?/ I glanced around me carefully taking in the details. Game posters…a life sized poster of dark magician and dark magician girl…this must be Yugi's room. /I didn't need to be here! Bakura would kill me!/ I scrambled to get out of the bed without waking Yugi or Yami, but no such luck. Yami seemed to come out of nowhere, his purple eyes blinking tiredly.
"Go back to bed, Ryou," He said tiredly.
I eased backwards onto the bed and lay back down. It wasn't like I was afraid of Yami, but I really didn't want to be a bother. Besides…my yami could wait…could he…?
Author's Note: I hope you enjoy it. Keep reviewing.