Author's Note: Gasp! You really like this fanfic? Well I'll continue! Oh…and Kalani and Bakura have this weird connected dream.
Stormy Weather
Chapter 4-Grim
Kalani:
A sour taste invaded my mouth, making me gag and open my eyes. Darkness greeted me, but it wasn't exactly as comforting as the Shadow Realm. Plus, I could tell by the way my shoulder hurt and my hands ached that I was treated roughly. In a way, I wasn't worried because I could send Antsei to the Shadow Realm. But then again, I was human when I was away from my card home. There was a cough and all of a sudden, light assaulted my vision.
Antsei was clearly in front of me, holding a bottle of some kind of liquid I couldn't identify in his hand. His other hand was on my thigh and it was steadily inching upward. I kicked out at him, hissing darkly. To think about what he did when I was asleep nauseated me greatly. Antsei growled and slapped me across the face and got on top of me.
I spit in his face, trying to get him off of me. I knew what he could and would do if I didn't relent. A rough hand grabbed my neck and squeezed tightly. What came next would make angels cry…
Domino High
Ryou Bakura:
Something felt wrong today, I could just feel it. I was tempted to ask my yami about it, but something told me not to try the soul door stunt again. Maybe it had something to do with the way Yami kept looking at me as we walked to school. I had to wonder if they still thought I was crazy.
/Yeah, they probably do. They aren't going to say it in front of you though./
//I smell blood.//
Was that my yami speaking?
/Yami!/
/Ugh…now I can't ignore you. What do you want?//
/I'm glad your speaking to me now./
There was a nervous cough and then silence. I shrugged my yami's sudden anti-social tendencies off and sighed. I was happy that he was talking with me again. I followed the others in the classroom and settled down into my seat near the back.
"I take it that Bakura's back, Ryou," Yugi muttered.
"Wha? Oh…h-how do you know he's back?" I asked.
"Because he's behind you."
Sure enough, the ring was glowing and not far away from it was my yami.
Yami Bakura:
I sniffed the air greedily, the scent of blood drawing me out of my soul room. It was a rarity when I came out just for one reason that didn't have anything to do with Ryou. To tell the truth, I was glad to see that he was in better health. It just said that I was in better shape in my soul room or in the Shadow Realm.
"Why did you come out, Bakura?"
I could recognize the tone of the Pharaoh any day.
"None of your business, Pharaoh," I hissed, letting my old side come back up to the surface. Ryou and Yugi both flinched at my tone.
"I'm making it my business," Yami snapped.
The smell of freshly shed blood found it's way up my nose and I reveled in it for a moment or two, before speaking.
"I keep smelling blood in this school for some odd reason."
"Blood?"
Yami's face wrinkled up slightly as he sniffed the air.
"You're right."
"Of course I'm right. I have a knack for identifying things, Pharaoh."
"But why would the smell of blood be in a school?" Ryou asked.
I shrugged.
"Any reason, I guess."
In truth, it could indeed be anything when it came to blood in a school. Yami sighed and floated back into the Millennium Puzzle. I took this chance to go back into the Ring and back into my soul room.
Kalani:
I woke up again with some sore muscles and cuts everywhere. I suppose the best thing I found out was that I could move my arms and upper body freely. The bad thing was that my feet were cuffed to some kind of heavy object. The whole idea was to keep me from running. I sorely missed the safety of my card home, now that I was abused so much. My legs and thighs ached and I knew there were bruises around my neck too.
Somehow I knew was going to be subjected to much more torture. The sound of teenagers in deep chatter assaulted my ears. I could only hear bits and pieces but the only bit I could understand was 'Domino High'. Was I really at Domino High?
"Somebody! Help me!"
Yami Bakura:
My soul room was now lit up and I had a little skylight at the top. I found the skylight comforting, seeing as it was a peephole to the outside world. Now I could see what went on as it occurred. I was bored again now that I had less of an inclination to beat Ryou. It wasn't like I was following the spirit's advice; I was just being careful.
/Yami?/
//What, hikari?//
/Something weird has gone on with one of Yugi's cards./
//What now?//
I got up and existed my room through the skylight that served as my new way out of the Ring. I materialized in the room on top of a desk and sighed.
"You better have a reason for interrupting my thoughts."
Yugi blinked and held up a card that read Change of Heart, only the face was blank.
"I just found it like this."
//Was that…the spirit I saw before?//
/What was that, Bakura?/
//Nothing.//
I couldn't believe that something like this could happen. I mean…a card was just a card, right? It couldn't take on a form by itself, could it? Yami took the card from Yugi and glanced at it calmly.
"Maybe the spirit of the card is in use," He commented.
//In use? How clever, Yami.//
But he had better ideas than mine, and I was wise to keep my mouth shut.
~Someone, help me.~
I jumped at the sound of the voice, startling Yugi and Ryou.
"What's wrong, Bakura?" Ryou asked.
"A voice…someone's screaming…"
~Can anyone hear me~
"What does it sound like?" Yami asked.
"Like a girl…her voice sounds so familiar…"
Kalani:
When I was alone, I dreamed of Egypt. Egypt with its sandy fields…Egypt with its grand kingdoms…Egypt with its palaces. In my past life, I was a high-ranking priestess in the temples that were scattered around this very city. I was young and naïve, but strong. I had to be…for the glory of Pharaoh Yami's glorious kingdom. Also when I dreamed of Egypt, I dreamed of my lost love.
He was an unconventional tomb robber who wore the powerful Millennium Ring, an object said to hold great…but dark power. This tomb robber was cocky and strong, but he was also a…compassionate person. I first met this particular tomb robber on a rather chilly summer night. I was to guard the underground tombs located underneath the central floors of a great temple just miles away from the palace. Why was I out so far was a mystery in itself, really. I was stationed on one of the lower floors, where the air sometimes grew stagnant.
There was a chance I could die down here, because of the condition of the various walkways. But I was a very loyal priestess. (Ha, ha, but tomb guarding isn't my job.) The tomb robber came in the very darkness of the night, when the heavy air cuts the flame of my torch off. No sooner did it go out that I felt something pass by me.
"Who goes there?" I asked.
I was weaponless, unless you count the flimsy stick that served as my torch.
"Are you afraid of the dark, Priestess?" came the answer.
Afraid of the dark? Are you crazy?
"The shadows are more powerful than you think, Priestess."
I followed the voice out of the tomb and slowly across the wooden bridge that spanned across the gap that separated the main part of the tomb from the rest of the temple. I could see a small dim light at the end of it…
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I am a tomb robber."
Yami Bakura:
The girl's voice sounded so familiar that it awakened special memories within me. I didn't want to remember them, but somehow I felt like I had to.
I was on the end of a long wooden bridge, literally suspended over it since my ring provided me with power to float. The young priestess was slowly making her way over to me, following the dim guide of the glowing ring. I could tell by the way that the bridge was moving that she was going to fall through. Then I would be forced to decide whether to save her or let her die.
"Stop moving," I said loudly.
The Priestess turned her head towards me and scowled.
"I don't think so! You defiled the tomb of a great Pharaoh. Now you must die!"
The boards snapped under her feet, sending her halfway through the bridge. I smelled her fear…and I was tempted to create more as I saw fit. But I was reminded of the fact that she would die if left there to hang. I willed myself to the ground and crossed the bridge quickly. I had no fear of anything; the Ring had ensured me of that. I grabbed the woman by her midriff and lifted her up without breaking a sweat.
The Priestess stared at my face for a few moments, breathing loudly. A variety of unknown feelings boiled up within my body and I was overcome with the desire to feel her lips against mine. And I did so, pulling her closer and closer until we were intertwined on that old bridge.
/Yami!/
I snapped out of my reverie. The images on the old tomb faded away in the perfect dimness of my tomb.
//Why are you calling me?//
/Yami's got a plan./
Wow, the Pharaoh has a plan. Good for him. I floated out of the skylight again, materializing myself on a wall.
"This had better be good," I snapped.
"We are going back to Domino High to check out the source of the blood. I need you to be in control of Ryou, Bakura."
It had been a while since I had dared to take control of Ryou. Now I was left with a sense of cold…